Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2023 21:36:19 +0000 (UTC) From: Drayk Subject: The Bonds Among Family Chapter 11 I hope you enjoy this, readers. Just a story of love and family from the depths of my imagination. Usual disclaimers of legal consumption and copyright (Drayk 2023) apply. Please, after you read, consider supporting Nifty if you at all can. It's cause of all of us that this great archive of stories is here for us. Thanks for reading my tale. Enjoy! The Bonds Among Family Chapter 11 The coffee shop was almost empty when Aaron walked inside. A trio of people talking business sat at one table and a couple clearly on a date sat at another. Otherwise the Starbucks was empty, an afternoon lull filling the place. Aaron paused inside a moment, letting his eyes adjust and his breathing calm. He was dressed in nothing more than small gym shorts and a tank top tightly contouring his muscular torso. Sweat from his fifteen mile run still dried on his skin, even after a cooldown period, thanks to the hot and sunny day. Aaron breathed in deeply, enjoying the smell of coffee and pastry that filled the shop. After slowly letting his breath out, he approached the counter. The young woman who greeted him, ("Welcome to Starbucks. What can I get you?") seemed vaguely familiar to Aaron. He nodded noncommittally while casting about in his mind. A moment later he managed to drag up a memory of her as on old school friend of Lance's. He couldn't pull up a name, but the apron she wore provided it. "Thanks, Amber," Aaron said. "Can I get a water and a venti iced mocha, please?" "Of course! Anything else?" "No, I'm good. Thanks," Aaron paid and stepped over to wait for his drinks. Amber soon had them ready and slid them across the counter. As she did, she glanced up at someone entering the shop. Amber gave Aaron a mischievous grin. "I think you're about to be in trouble, mister," she teased, nodding to indicate Aaron should look. Aaron turned and almost dropped his drinks in shock. He only saw the police uniform at first, his heart leaping into his throat. A wave of panic hit his mind, worry he'd somehow been caught slamming into him. Aaron fought to reclaim his composure as his brain sorted out additional details. Moments after his initial panic, a wave of relief, joy, and arousal washed over him. The uniform was being worn by a large and powerfully built black man. The short sleeved shirt tightly clung to massive pecs and all but strained against huge biceps. The flex of each movement by the cop threw his muscles into chiseled relief and he moved with a smooth and confident gait that hinted at the grace and power the man was capable of. Tattoos covered those arms, stopping at the wrists. Though Aaron wasn't familiar with most of them, he suspected they went down the rest of the officer's hugely muscled body. Aaron also knew, quite intimately, that the uniform was hiding a lot of interesting piercings, thought the only visible ones now were a single pair of studs in his ears. Additional holes, though currently empty, showed seven potential earrings in each, plus an industrial through the left. The massive officer approached Aaron, somehow seeming to loom over him and slink up in a prowl at the same time. The hint of menace, almost a threat, was mitigated somewhat by the teasing gleam in the man's eyes. "Well now, Aaron. I'm sure there's some reason I should be arresting you. No doubt you've been busy with something questionable." He seized Aaron in a spine breaking hug, thumping the slightly smaller man's back. With his lips a bare inch from Aaron's ear, the man whispered, "And hot as fuck, I'll bet." With that, he set Aaron loose with a laugh and a wide grin. "How you been?" "Fucking hell, Matt," Aaron laughed. Some irritation marred the laugh as the sudden embrace had caused his drinks to splatter across his hands. Still, his surprise and pleasure at seeing the sexy cop again was greater than the momentary annoyance. "What are you doing in town?" Matt grabbed some napkins for Aaron and guided him to a table so he could clean up. "Dude, I live here now. Transferred and official," he indicated the new city police badge on his chest. "Today's my first shift." "Couldn't keep away from me, huh?" Aaron teased. "I know I'm good, but didn't think a one night stand was gonna change your life." "You know it," Matt's deep voice filled the room with his laugh. "Sorry!" he apologized to the patrons before returning to a quieter volume. "I mean, yeah, the sex was great, for sure. And always a trip chatting with you. The move was kinda unplanned. I'd been getting restless and kinda feeling a change of surroundings. When I heard the precinct here was looking for people, I threw in and here I am. Truth, I didn't even really consider crossing paths with you again until I walked in just now." "Ugh, my heart and pride," Aaron pantomimed a lethal blow to his chest. He finished wiping coffee from his hand and dropped the napkins to the table. "For real, it's great to see you. You look good. What's with all the new ink? Must have been under a needle nonstop since I last saw you." Matt chuckled and posed a bit. Even halfhearted, the flex caused his muscles to bulge in sharp ridges and Aaron's dick lurched. "Yeah, it's a lot. Happens when you're bored and your little sister's building a portfolio, I guess." "She's really talented, then, if she's new at this. It's all pro level work. How much you got covered?" Aaron asked with a small suggestive leer. "Nearly everything," Matt winked back. "That my sister was willing to handle, anyway." "Heh. You'll have to show me, then." "We'll see. You might get lucky," Matt stretched, this time clearly showing off and posing for Aaron's benefit. "Ahh!" He released the stretch with a sigh of pleasure. "Well I should get back to it. I'd love to hang out again. Maybe dinner?" "I think that's doable," Aaron stood, unable to help but indulge in a posturing stretch himself. He was fully aware of how his semi-hard cock was showing in his running shorts, a display which Matt did not miss. "I'll hit you up. Number's still the same?" "Yep! Looking forward to it." The two men hugged briefly and parted. "Catch you later, Aaron!" "Definitely," Matt headed to order a drink while Aaron finished his water. Aaron tossed his debris and detoured to the restroom before heading out. The bathroom was empty, so Aaron stepped up to the urinal and pulled out his half hard organ. Years of exhibitionism had formed the habit of standing well back from the urinal so anyone could get a look at his equipment. Given his lack of underwear today, Aaron was in proud display as he let his yellow stream splash against the porcelain. Aaron groaned aloud, eyes closed and head thrown back with pleasure. Idly Aaron heard someone else come in, but didn't heed it much until a presence stepped up behind him. "Well look at you, showing off in public like that," Matt growled in Aaron's ear. "What am I gonna do with you?" Aaron felt himself growing to full hardness as a hand slid up his shirt and another down the back of his shorts. He gasped in erotic joy as Matt started to tease his hole and nipple ring. "Aren't you on duty?" "Just means I can't get your load on me," Matt slowly pushed Aaron to his knees. "Mine, on the other hand, can go anywhere." He stepped around Aaron and thrust his hips forward. Aaron licked his lips and reached for Matt's obscenely bulging uniform pants. The hand sized mound between his legs was protruding several inches and Aaron eagerly explored it, feeling the firm rod trapped inside. Matt's cock was throbbing, even through two layers of material. With a moan, Aaron started to pull open Matt's fly. As the pants slid down to mid thigh, a blindingly bright orange thong was revealed. It was made of bamboo fiber and was in no way up to the task of containing the massive stiff tool straining to escape. Deciding to waste no time, Aaron pulled the pouch aside. A huge and thick cock, dripping precum, snapped free and smacked Aaron in the face. Just over nine inches in length with a thick PA through the head, Matt's dick was certainly impressive. Half a dozen curved barbells ran down the shaft in a Jacob's ladder that continued into his scrotum with four more horseshoe rings piercing his manhood. Aaron once again wondered passively what metal detectors made of the amount of metal piercing Matt's flesh. He was unable to ask however, as Matt gently but pointedly pried open his mouth. As the kinky cop fed him his meat, Aaron groaned in pleasure. Sweet precum dripped down his eager throat and the taste of hot mancock and steel filled his mouth. Aaron willingly went to work. Lips, tongue, and throat had their way with Matt, who gasped aloud at the bliss. "Aw yeah, suck that fat cock," Matt wrapped a hand around the back of Aaron's head and pushed deeper into his willing mouth. Aaron hummed happily, pleasuring the rod as much as possible. He shoved Matt's pants and thong down to his knees, then reached one hand up between Matt's chiseled thighs. Using his thumb and index finger, he teased at the perineum ring Matt wore. Aaron slid his middle finger higher between Matt's firm butt cheeks. Matt spread his legs slightly and Aaron pushed against his ring. Matt's ass was slick with sweat from the day's heat and Aaron's finger slid right into his hungry hole. "Fuck yeah," Matt groaned. "So good. Not gonna last long." Aaron soon had two fingers buried in his ass and his cock fully down his throat. Matt grunted and gasped in ecstasy. When Aaron started to fondle his large, heavy balls in hand, the stimulation reached utter bliss. The thrill of having a hot, kinky, and on duty cop's dick in his mouth had Aaron rock hard. His running shorts did nothing to hide the obscene display. Aaron's cock was hanging openly from the leg hole of the small garment, pulled up by his swatting position. Aaron throbbed and bounced in lust, dribbling precum on the tile floor. Knowing they didn't have long before someone noticed, neither man sought to delay the climax. Aaron gave his all to bring his fling to orgasm and Matt didn't even try to hold back. In a few short minutes, Matt felt the cum churning in his balls. He groaned as loudly as he could without alerting everyone in the coffee shop. "Feels great. Gonna blow soon," Matt fucked himself back on Aaron's fingers and kept his dick lodged in Aaron's mouth. In no time, he could feel his orgasm cresting, the cum making it's way up his shaft. "Here it comes!" Matt clenched his jaw to cut off the bellow of his orgasm. With powerful, full body tremors, Matt's balls unloaded. The first two shots went directly down Aaron's throat. Matt pulled out as he came, so the third coated Aaron's tongue. The rest of his load, Matt shot across Aaron's face, cum splashing down across the other guy. Matt's orgasm lasted a full dozen blasts, though the last couple spasms were shooting blanks from his empty balls. Hot cum soaked into Aaron's tank top and glazed his face, hair, and shoulders. Aaron grabbed the spent cock and shoved it back in his mouth. Lips and tongue cleaned the head, seeking out any lingering cum. Matt whimpered as the overstimulation on his tip approached pain. He pulled himself free of Aaron's reach. "Damn, you're good," Matt indulged in a moment, enjoying the lust addled and cum painted expression Aaron wore. After a few seconds, Matt schooled his own post nut grin into a casual expression. He tucked his softening dick back into the eye catching thong and rearranged his clothing. In short order, Matt was once again the very image of a friendly and professional keeper of the peace. Matt gave Aaron a playful slap on the cheek, careful to avoid the cum covering it. "I'll see you around. Consider this a warning about indecent exposure." With a chuckle, Matt left, leaving Aaron hard, throbbing, and a mess of semen and sweat. It took another minute for him to recover with a shudder of arousal. Aaron stood and gave his face a cursory swipe with a paper towel before rushing out toward home. He completely forgot about his coffee, leaving it on the table where Amber cleared it with a knowing laugh. Lust drove Aaron to a near frenzy as he began a fast run toward the house. Cum still dried on his face and shirt and his still stiff cock flopped around blatantly in his shorts. Aaron couldn't care less if anyone noticed. He ran through a lustful haze, caring only that Cody was home and waiting for him. A day or so after his restroom encounter found Aaron sitting alone in his office. The house was empty, with the boys all out doing their own things. Aaron himself was meant to be working, but instead was staring into the distance, fingers tapping erratically and unnoticed on the desk. Internally, his thoughts wrestled against each other and themselves. Aaron grappled with several competing emotions and desires, responsibility and worry and uncertainty crashing around his heart and mind. Aaron hadn't expected things to be easy or simple when he'd entered into a sexual relationship with his children. He was still a dad and felt keenly the need to raise, protect, and teach his sons. Adding the complexities of physical intimacy and romantic relationships to that dynamic was impossible to prepare for and the realities of processing those emotions and conflicts took concerted effort. Especially when it came to being in a romance with his middle son. Their mental bond went a long way to help such issues. It became a lot easier to talk out conflicts and hangups when the people could quickly and easily share the feelings they were experiencing. That said, they were still individuals and human, so disagreements and misunderstandings were inevitable. The skills of interacting and negotiating with people were no less important, especially since the psychic advantage only really applied to the immediate family. Being a father on top of everything else was a challenge, and that was the core of Aaron's dilemma. After Matt took off, Aaron had raced home to Cody and the two lovers had fucked each other wildly. They'd talked after, Aaron sharing the story of the encounter with his underage partner. Cody was definitely into the story, especially the passionate aftermath. No worries there; they'd already agreed that monogamy wasn't wanted or practical. Aaron suddenly stopping his active sex life, in the view of others anyway, would raise questions best not brought up. Cody was also still young, and Aaron felt it was important Cody allow himself to explore as we grew and went though puberty into adulthood. Aaron was truly in love with his son. The fact that Cody had pushed that love well beyond that of a father and son into partners and lovers amazed Aaron every day. He treasured every moment together and dreamed of sharing many more. That said, Aaron had to acknowledge that Cody was only ten. As children grew, their feelings and desires changed. There was zero doubt that Cody was madly in love with his dad, and meant it when he said he wanted to be with Aaron. But there was also a distinct possibility that as he grew, he'd want to date others or even find someone else he wanted to spend his life with. Aaron as a lover dreaded that potential day, but Aaron as a parent couldn't wait to watch his boy explore himself and the world. Beyond all that, Aaron really liked Matt himself. The man was incredibly hot and they so far got on well and shared similar values. Though they'd only 'dated' briefly, Aaron had felt that it could have easily grown into something more. He was more than happy with Cody, but he couldn't deny the attraction he had to Matt, nor how much he'd enjoyed reconnecting with him. Aaron found himself wanting to pursue that friendship, but not at the expense of his relationship with his son. Then there was Aaron's protective side. He absolutely did not want anything to threaten his family and the fact they all slept together was definitely a thing to keep secret. Here, again, their mental awakening helped get a read on people and gave tools to coordinate their public appearance to keep all of them safe and protected. Using someone like Matt as a cover for a while, continuing to at least pretend he was seeking a husband, could be good to their safety. Of course, bringing someone in that close to them all came with its own risks. The more time they spent around people out in public, the more chance for them to get caught, but Aaron patently refused to allow his family to turn into some kind of xenophobic, closed off, isolated, weird sex commune. No, his boys would live in the world, proud and comfortable and happy. Any risks from that decision could be dealt with. And Matt definitely represented a risk. The man was a police officer, for god's sake. He was kinky as fuck, sure, but it was doubtful that'd extend into a dad literally fucking his very young boys. Even if, by some miracle, Matt wasn't against it, he'd have an obligation to report it, wouldn't he? Any way, it was a huge risk, but Aaron couldn't help but imagine Matt in his life even so. If nothing else, having some adult companionship would be great. There was also that, of course. Aaron's stomach roiled at the idea of using and manipulating another person in this way. He knew he would do anything to keep his kids safe and happy, but had never been the kind of person to deliberately take advantage of someone. Even as he considered doing so, of leading Matt on for protection, part of Aaron was hating himself for even having the idea. All of these thoughts raced through Aaron's mind. Indecision and uncertainty and worry waged a battle for his attention, threatening to overwhelm him. This was hardly the first time he'd been in a difficult and complicated situation, so Aaron was able to maintain some balance to figure out the right choices. The extreme stress was because Aaron was keenly aware of how severe the consequences would be for making the wrong ones. So he sat, and thought, and worried at the problem as hours passed unheeded. The day moved slowly toward evening. Aaron's work projects remained unattended as he sat grappling with his thoughts. He kept his mind pulled in close, not closing off his link with the others, but he avoided broadcasting his state to them. Because of that and his preoccupation, Aaron didn't notice he wasn't alone until Cody wrapped his arms around him and nuzzled into his neck. "What's wrong, Dad?" Cody asked. His voice was tense with concern. Aaron almost responded with "Nothing," before reassuring his son that he would take care of it. Eighteen years of parental life was his default, after all. He cut short the instinct though. Reminding himself that Cody wasn't just his son, but a lover and boyfriend as well, Aaron made a different choice. He pulled Cody around and into his lap. Cody cuddled into Aaron, who wrapped his arms around his young partner. "I'm torn, Cody," Aaron said. "And worried." He continued to speak, openly sharing his concerns with his son. Cody listened and responded in turn with a patience and focus at odd with his tender years. They talked for hours. Aaron expressed his fears and the thoughts he'd been having. Cody was coaxed into sharing his own thoughts on the issues, as well as his on the future. Eventually the other family members came in to join the conversation, adding their opinions on the points that impacted all of them. Everyone understood the dangers of being caught in their incestuous lifestyle. The older boys understood that risk much more keenly than the younger ones, but their mental bond filled in most of that gravity for them. Ultimately they settled on a plan not too different than what they were already doing. Everyone agreed that worrying about getting caught at literally all times wasn't practical or healthy. They'd take precautions and be careful when not safe at home, but otherwise live their lives as normal. Their psionic connection would be a primary tool in that, plus keeping an awareness of their surroundings. Aaron, Lance, and Zack already practiced that awareness, given their proclivity for public fun. They gladly took it on themselves to teach the younger siblings the skill. In the end, they'd all do what they could to keep each other safe and handle whatever happened as it came. When it came to Matt, things were actually a lot simpler than Aaron had been worried about. Cody had little concern over Aaron getting to know him better. Cody had already had an interest in the man. Granted, it was mainly lust from spying on the one night stand Aaron and Matt had had and the post fling sex Aaron had surprised him with earlier. Still, Cody liked Matt and didn't think he'd mind his dad spending time with him. As for Matt being a cop, it was decided to just be careful around him. Police would be an issue in any case, and Matt was friendly and kinky enough that he might be more open to the idea of underage incest. There was a chance at least. Either way, condemning someone before even really knowing him beyond text conversations seemed unfair. So Aaron would be free to court Matt, to see where things would go, and to hopefully curtail any matchmaking acquaintances from prodding into their household. After such a long and emotionally heavy conversation, everyone was pretty worn out. The decision was made to order in food, which was eaten in companionable silence. Afterward, all five retired to Aaron's massive bed and fell to sleep in a loving pile of entwined bodies. There was some teasing and playful gropes, but mainly the family just shared space, reconnecting and reinforcing their love. "Welcome! Come in," Aaron grinned as he opened the door to Matt. The two men hugged firmly as Matt entered the house, arms and biceps bulging as they embraced. "Thanks!" Matt said as they parted. "Can't wait for food. I'm starved." "Well it isn't quite ready, but soon," Aaron gestured Matt toward the kitchen and dining room. "For now though, a drink? I've got soda, wine, beer." "Beer's good," Matt enjoyed the view as Aaron leaned into the fridge to grab a couple bottles. Aaron was wearing a fitted button down shirt on top of a snug pair of jeans. The bent over pose showed off his tight, round ass to great effect. Matt licked his lips and whistled playfully at the sight. Aaron looked over his shoulder with a knowing leer. "Hey now, I invited you to dinner. If you want anything more, that's something you'll have to earn," Aaron smacked his butt jokingly before handing over a beer. Both men knew it was a tease. There were no doubts on what was planned for the evening. Aaron had reached out to Matt soon after his talk with Cody. In the few weeks that followed, Matt and Aaron had spent a fair bit of time together. They weren't quite dating, exactly, yet. Both agreed they were in a friendship with very keen benefits, moving somewhat in the direction of a more intimate relationship. This was the first formal sleepover Aaron had offered. They'd hung out, and Matt had met and made a good impression on Aaron's children. Cody found him interesting and hot, him and Aaron sharing more than one fantasy in their bed together. Derek thought it was just awesome to have another adult around to bother and play with, one who wasn't obligated to do so by blood. For his part, Matt enjoyed the energy and curiosity of the young boy and was happy to run him to exhaustion. Lance and Zack liked Matt well enough, but were too caught up in their relationship and early adult lives to connect strongly to him yet. Dinner went well, steak, potatoes, and mixed veggies. After food, the two spent a time talking over drinks. Mostly they engaged in small talk, general conversation, and plenty of innuendo. The two men were undisturbed throughout. Lance, Zack, and Cody were all out for the night, having their own sleepovers with friends. Derek was home, but was well distracted by Jeremy, his friend's new Minecraft server, and no bedtime curfew tonight. As the evening wore on, Matt and Aaron got increasingly buzzed. They never got to full on drunk, but were certainly having a good time. Their flirtations grew lewder and more blatant. Finally Aaron couldn't pretend anymore. He stood and stretched broadly, deliberately showing off his build. "I'm ready for bed, I think. You coming?" "Fuck, yes," Matt downed the last of his beer and set the bottle down. "I gotta piss like a racehorse though." Matt said this with a raised and pierced eyebrow, a questioning grin on his face. Aaron didn't answer. He stepped up to Matt and placed his hands on the man's thick shoulders. Matt wore a tight red t-shirt, unadorned and simple cotton. It hugged every muscle and crevice Matt had, clinging to the slabs of his chest and back. The heavy rings piercing his nipples were clearly visible while the sleeves stretched tight against his biceps. Matt's stomach was only barely obscured, with his abs sometimes visible through the cloth as he moved, an arousing torture to the eye. Aaron ran his hands down those enormous pecs, pulling hard on the nipple rings. Matt grunted in pleasure and Aaron released them before it could become pain. He slid his hands down lower, tracing the rippled eight pack as he want. Aaron knelt on the carpet, eyes level with the package protruding several inches from Matt's crotch. "Right here?" Matt asked incredulously. "You're a sick perv, man, but it's your house." Matt interlaced his fingers behind his head, tilting it back and closing his eyes. Aaron chuckled. "You have no idea how much piss gets drunk in this house. Believe me, there won't be a mess unless I decide to make one." Aaron's gaze was fixated on the obscene bulge Matt sported. He slowly undid the button fly, one at a time. As he did, the jeans coming open, he revealed a straining mesh jock in a neon green color. Matt wasn't hard, just big and the jock wasn't fully up to containing his meat. The ridge of Matt's circumcised head was clearly defined in the jock. His PA pulled the shaft down, low in the pouch, hanging over huge balls so that his cockhead was fully and freely accessible. Aaron didn't bother to release Matt's dick. He just wrapped his lips around the head and waited. The mesh was rough and wonderful against his tongue as he probed for the first trickles of the cop's golden load. The musky scent of flesh, sweat, and arousal filled his nose and Aaron breathed it in happily. Matt was breathing deep breaths, his body trembling in arousal as he felt Aaron free his organ. He waited a moment, making Aaron wait and long, anticipation building. Finally he let go and gave a long, hard "Ahh" sound as he relieved himself. The thick ring through his urethra precluded any chance of a single clean stream, so his flow blasted through the jock and into Aaron's thirsty mouth. Matt's delicious beer piss filled his jock and Aaron's mouth in seconds. The potent flavor was sweetened by a night of drinking, offering an excellent dessert style nightcap for Aaron's greedy throat. He swallowed huge mouthfuls of gold liquid, moaning appreciatively with every gulp. The jock soaked through quickly, piss spreading throughout the material and dripping onto Aaron's face and chest. He sucked more of the underwear into his mouth, loving the piss on his body but wanting it down his throat even more. Though Matt's stream nearly overflowed into a huge mess, Aaron's practiced mouth drank nearly all the sweet piss, only a slight splash hitting his face and chest. "Aw, fuck, so good," Matt moaned. Aaron's mouth on his cock, the relief of urinating, the humming vibration on his dick, all felt exquisite. "Ugh! Still can't believe how badly you want my piss." "Mmm," Aaron groaned around the cock filling his mouth. The stream slowed, running empty, and Aaron sucked the remaining piss out of the soaked mesh. "I've told you you should try it," Aaron smiled up at Matt. "Fucking delicious." Matt laughed. "I'll pass. Don't mind giving it to you, though." "Another time, then," Aaron said. He climbed to his feet and took Matt's hand. "Let's go, stud." Matt let himself be led to Aaron's room. He didn't bother to refasten his jeans, knowing they'd be coming off soon enough, so walked behind with his brilliant underwear on full display. They reached the bedroom and Aaron kicked the door closed as they entered. He turned toward Matt, wrapping his arms around the other man. Aaron fell back to the bed, pulling Matt along on top of him. As they landed, he locked lips with Matt and drove his tongue into Matt's willing mouth. Matt passionately returned the kiss, his pierced tongue wrestling with Aaron's. Despite his comment earlier, he made no protest over the piss taste lingering in Aaron's mouth. The two men dueled with their tongues, making out in sexual hunger. Aaron grabbed and squeezed Matt's thick ass as they drove their bulging crotches together. Waves of bliss ran through their bodies as stiff cocks rubbed and slid against each other. Moans filled the room as they gave themselves over to their lust. Neither could say how long they kissed for. It felt like ages and nowhere near long enough. Eventually, they broke apart. Matt rose to his knees, straddling Aaron, and peeled his shirt off. His torso came into view, rippled shapes of his muscles flexing with every movement. Aaron growled his appreciation of the sight, sliding his hands down Matt's inked sides. His thumbs traced the line of Matt's Apollo's belt, the grooves guiding him to the straining jock. As Matt's shirt came off and he purposefully posed in an erotic display of muscle, Aaron heard a soft gasp from the door. Matt didn't seem to hear it, reaching down to start opening Aaron's shirt buttons. Aaron looked behind Matt to see that the door hadn't fully closed when he'd kicked it. Derek was standing in the hall, eyes locked on Matt's back and fully glazed over in arousal. The boy's jaw hung slack as he stared and Derek's arms dangled limply by his sides. Aaron couldn't tell what Derek had been doing before getting sidelined by Matt's sexy display. The small erection poking out his pajamas told clearly enough what his son was thinking about now, even without the mental bond filling him in. Aaron realized then he'd heard the gasp of shock mentally, more than physically. *Hey,* Aaron had to try a few times to break Derek's enraptured state. *Derek. Hey!* Derek startled, his eyes shifting to Aaron's. *Dad,* he sent, confused and embarrassed. Aaron threw his head back and gasped as Matt pulled open his shirt and latched onto a nipple. "Oh god," he cried out. He held Matt's head to his chest, both to encourage the nipple chewing and to keep him from seeing Derek, *You shouldn't be here, kiddo.* *Sorry, Dad,* Derek swallowed heavily. *He's so hot...* Derek's thoughts trailed off as his gaze returned to Matt, now staring at the jeans covered ass. Aaron considered for a moment. Derek badly wanted to watch. Actually, he badly wanted to jump in and join them. Both knew that was impossible, but Derek's desire was overwhelming. Only his protective love for his family stopped him from running in. The conflict was a torment for the child however, a near obsession for the half naked man forming in his young mind. Aaron knew it was risky, but made his choice. *Step back a bit. Keep quiet and enjoy,* Aaron moaned loudly, making no attempt to stay discreet. "Oh, fuck, Matt. Feels so fucking good. Gnaw on that nipple, you sexy bastard." Now he had an audience, Aaron threw himself into the moment even more. He avoided getting too performative, but deliberately acted for both Matt and Derek's benefit. Aaron pushed Matt lower until he was face to face with his crotch. Matt gladly took the hint, nuzzling into the hard rod clearly visible through the tight jeans. Aaron's dick was pointed to the side, running along his hip bone, stretching the snug denim with its girth. Matt rubbed his face against the firm shape a moment before pulling open Aaron's jeans. Aaron's underwear came into view, to Matt's delight. Aaron wore a smooth cotton Andrew Christian jock, deep red in color. His hard dick was sticking out, having escaped the bounds of the jock. Half of Aaron's length was available for Matt's mouth, the rest still hidden. Aaron's balls filled out the pouch, tugging it down to reveal his short trimmed pubes. Matt didn't hesitate. He dove onto Aaron's rod, swallowing it halfway. His tongue teased Aaron's piercing, sending jolts of bliss shooting down the shaft. Immediately, precum started leaking onto Matt's tongue. Matt savored the taste, appreciative noises coming from him. He yanked Aaron's jeans off completely, leaving him in just the jock and open shirt. One hand went to Aaron's full balls, fondling them through the pouch. The other Matt used to brace himself on the bed. Aaron took hold of Matt's free hand, leaving the other on the back of his head, urging him on. Aaron thrust his hips, driving deeper toward Matt's throat. At the same time, Aaron linked his mind to Derek's. He carefully split his attention between what he was doing and sharing it with his six year old son. In his mind, he heard Derek's quiet moans. Aaron kicked off his jeans, then lifted his legs and used his feet to push Matt's own jeans off his ass, letting Derek get a clear view of the hard round globes framed in jock straps. In the hallway, Derek had pulled down the front of his pajama pants and underoos. His dicklet was sticking straight out from his smooth body, hard as a nail. Derek groaned softly, stroking his boyhood as he watched Matt's ass flex. Something about the man was causing strange new, powerful feelings in him. Derek badly wanted to run up, feel Matt's strong body, explore his muscles, taste his skin. Knowing he couldn't, he instead played with himself, watched, and lost himself in the mental bliss his dad was sharing with him. It almost felt like Matt was actually sucking on his smooth little dick instead of Aaron's. Derek scooted further back, panting in lust and desire, but entirely conscious of the risky situation. Matt was oblivious to any of this. He just felt his chemistry with Aaron growing daily. Also that Aaron was reacting with greater passion than he'd seen before. Matt enjoyed the reaction and strove to get even more bliss out of the other man. He yanked aside Aaron's jock, freeing his hardon for him to swallow completely. He continued to fondle Aaron's balls through the smooth cotton. Aaron thrashed on the bed, glorious feelings going from his cock and balls directly to his brain. He cried out his ecstasy, holding Matt's head tight against his groin. Aaron looked toward the hall and met Derek's eyes. He projected the sensation of Matt blowing him to the little boy, letting him feel it vicariously. Derek bit his lip to stifle the joyous moans, but in Aaron's mind he wailed aloud his lust and hunger. The boy's hand frantically beat his small dick while his other hand reached back to tease his own hole. Derek's attention was fixated on Matt. He was slack jawed and glassy eyed in lustful awe, unaware of anything except the incredibly sexy man. Derek's mind was stalled, short circuited by something he didn't yet understand. All he knew was that seeing Matt naked made him harder than anything and his heart was pounding desperately in his hairless chest. Matt freed the rest of Aaron's shaft and soon had every inch down his willing throat. The giant of a man gulped and gagged as the thick meat choked him, but Matt never relented for a moment. His tight throat and eager tongue drew cries of bliss from Aaron, who sent the feeling to Derek. The boy was incredulous, never even guessing such an experience was possible, since his boy sized cock wasn't yet long enough to be deepthroated. "Ugh! That's it," Aaron growled. "Fuck the foreplay." After weeks of flirting, the teasing all evening and the sense of six year old Derek mindlessly lusting for Matt in primal desire drove Aaron insane. Not to mention that time was precious here, and he knew what his underage son truly wanted. Aaron pushed Matt off him and lifted his legs to his shoulders, spreading wide for the policeman. "Get that thing in my ass immediately, Matt!" Matt grinned and stepped out of his puddled jeans. Now in only a small sexy jock that framed his firm ass perfectly, he knelt between Aaron's legs. "Get ready for a ride then, stud," he said. "It's been a while and I'm liable to get carried away." "Do it, you bastard," Aaron groaned again. "Don't hold back. Give me everything in those muscles, tear me up." He threw a bottle of lube at Matt who easily caught it. "You really need this, don't you?" Matt poured a hefty amount of the slick fluid on his shaft and Aaron's hole. "Goddamn slut, desperate for my dick." The cop lined up with Aaron's ass and leaned in, shoving himself into the other man. Aaron literally screamed, exquisite agony ripping through him as he was stretched open to his limits, and then a bit past them by Matt's giant cock. The man had to be slinging almost ten inches with thickness to match. The steel studding the huge shaft scraped across Aaron's sensitive ring in blissful torment. It hurt, true, but in ecstatic pain, just short of too much. It wasn't the first time he'd taken a fuck from Matt, or a similarly large tool, and it wouldn't be the last. And he wanted nothing more in that moment then to be impaled forever by this man. Aaron cried and whimpered joyfully, urging Matt to go to town on his hungry hole. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," was all Aaron could manage. Matt sensed a shift in the room, a change in their connection that he couldn't interpret. He also didn't care to examine the feelings at the moment. His cock was clamped in a warm, tight, and welcoming ass and an amazingly sexy man was demanding he put his massive body to use. Who was he to argue with that? Matt hiked Aaron's legs up to his shoulders and slowly moved himself in and out of Aaron a few times. Once he was fully loosened and lubed, Matt leaned in, kissed Aaron briefly but passionately, and braced himself. Then he let loose. Matt began to fuck the smaller man, long, hard, and nonstop. Flesh slamming flesh filled the room, Matt's grunts of exertion as he rammed into Aaron full force echoing. Aaron was beyond making sounds at the assault on his body, only a high keening wail coming from him. In the hall, Derek was delirious at the raw power Matt showed, panting breathlessly and lustily. He was trying to stay silent and utterly failing. Desperately, the small boy stripped naked and shoved his X-Men underoos in his mouth, biting hard on the cotton briefs to muffle his cries of desire. Aaron lost himself in bottoming for Matt, loving getting railed by the other man. After a few moments of indulgence in the sexual bliss, he pulled his focus back and looked past Matt at his son. The smooth, nude boy's eyes were locked on Matt, transfixed as he watched the cop absolutely plow his dad's ass. Aaron noted the white jawed clenching on his son's improvised gag while Derek frantically beat his hairless little prick and fingered his boy hole. So Aaron did what every parent does. He gave up his own wants for his child's need. Aaron wasn't entirely conscious of how or what he did, letting instinct and need direct him. He put aside his own awareness and desire to some degree, keeping just enough of himself to remain engaged with Matt and not give away his son. But otherwise, Aaron's mind went passive and blank, merely passing on the physical and mental experience to Derek through their psychic bond. He became a kind of bridge almost, passing the sexual coupling from Matt, through his own body, and into Derek. Derek's eyes went wide and his entire body spasmed as the sensations flooded his mind. He gasped and his legs gave out completely. He slammed hard against the carpeted floor, reeling from it all. It was almost as if Matt was fucking the hell out of him, not his dad. Not quite fully the same; Derek wasn't actually feeling that massive, steel studded cock physically ramming his own tiny ass. But the mental and emotional senses transferred completely into his immature mind and his body responded, nerves firing and hormones flooding him to get as close to the physical act of getting absolutely railed as it could. Derek's eyes locked onto the two tattooed muscle men rutting ten feet away from him, both in hot as fuck jocks, with their pierced dicks freed from the pouches. The boy lost himself in the sight and mental wave of ecstasy. His jaw ached with the strain of biting on his underwear, but he moaned into them, glad for their quieting of his boyish pants of lust. Derek drove his fingers in and out of his ass, desperate for something to be filling him, needing to fucked and badly wanting it to be Matt. His hand was a blur on his small preadolescent organ, beating his cocklet for all it was worth. Sweat poured off his flushed and overheated body, lubing his erotic sexual activity. All these simulations to his young body quickly became too much to handle. With a childish yell, Derek's body went rigid for an eternal moment of lust fueled tension. The moment dragged on and on while Derek's yell, barely contained by his spit soaked undies gag, grew into a scream of frustrated agony. Finally his body exploded. Derek writhed around on the ground, every nerve on fire as the most intense orgasm of his short six years tore through him. His smoothly naked body, gleaming slightly in the dim evening light, flailed and thrashed and spasmed as his body came. Derek had no idea how long the endless ecstasy held him, his vision white with overwhelming pleasure. Eventually it released him and Derek was left lying on the floor, limp, trembling, and shivering with stunned confusion and the aftershocks of his painfully sensitive body. He spit out his underoos and gulped in heaving gasps, trying to recover his wits. Luckily for the incestuous family, Derek wasn't alone in his fugue. His son's incredible orgasm fed back to Aaron's mind and his body joined his child's in bliss. Aaron's mind snapped back into focus as his balls erupted. He bellowed loudly into the room as hot cum burst from his cock. He was still getting his ass pounded but soon felt Matt slam in fully and freeze as the cop also roared out in orgasm. Aaron could feel the load flooding him while his own body expelled the built up tension of their sex. Aaron's rod shot off uncontrolled, splashes of searing semen landing all around them, on Aaron, on the bed, even on on the wall nearest them. Aaron grabbed himself as soon as he could manage and aimed the shower of spunk at Matt, deliberately painting his chest and eight pack to return the coffee shop favor. Matt laughed loudly, feeling himself get coated in his lover's load. The two men and the boy reveled in their release for the duration. Eventually, Matt let his arms give out and fell onto Aaron, locking his lips to Aaron's welcoming ones. They made out, gradually slowing and coming back to normalcy after their intense sexual high. Aaron lowered his legs, easing himself off Matt's buried spear, and wrapped his arms around the man to hold him in place. His mind clearing, Aaron silently reached out to his bewildered child. *I love you, my sexy boy.* He let his love and arousal and appreciation flow to Derek along their bond. *Get back to your room before he sees you. I'll come wish you good night soon.* Derek couldn't respond, still recovering from the entire experience. He did manage to grab his underwear and pajama bottoms and drag himself to his feet. With faltering, unsteady steps, the boy retreated from the dangerous scene. In time, the adults recovered enough to look at their surroundings. "Holy fuck," Matt took in the fresh splatters of cum everywhere. "We made a mess. That was crazy." "No kidding," Aaron laughed. "Damn, that was intense." The men were lying side by side on their backs, idly holding hands and casually fondling each other. "Must have been a while, based on that," Matt teased. Aaron grinned. "I haven't exactly been celibate, but it has been a while since I had a man." Both men giggled at that, sharing the euphoric moment. After a bit longer of idle pillow talk, Aaron sent Matt to shower while he cleaned up and checked on Derek. Normally Aaron would have been fine with leaving them a cum soaked mess, maybe adding a golden shower to the mix, but he needed to get rid of the policeman for a few minutes. An idea was growing in his thoughts, one that Aaron was uncertain of, but in his heart of hearts knew he couldn't refuse for his son. Aaron darted to Derek's room and found his son still naked. The boy was sitting on his bed, gaze distant, clearly trying to come to terms with the recent events. Aaron didn't wait. He picked up Derek, looked deep into the sapphire eyes of his son, said only "Hey, kiddo," and buried his tongue down Derek's throat. Derek's arms wrapped around his dad's neck and he eagerly returned the extremely unpaternal kiss. For a gloriously passionate minute, father and child kissed, tongues wrestling between their mouths. Aaron broke their liplock and set Derek back on the bed. He looked seriously at his boy and gave voice to what was certainly a terrible idea, considering. But one he could not, in good conscience, refuse to offer Derek. "Do you want Matt's cum?" Derek looked back, confused at the meaning for a second. Then a dawning realization, nudged by their link, grew on his features. "*Yes!*" Derek answered with a shout both verbal and psychic. Born of a desperate hunger, a need from some deep place within him, Derek lunged for Aaron almost faster than he could turn and lean over. Derek buried his face between Aaron's cheeks, as deep as he could manage. His small tongue dug into the offered hole, determinedly seeking his crush's load and pulling the cum into his mouth. Derek's vocabulary didn't have the term 'fucking ambrosia' but that's what it was for him. All he knew was that the sweet, musky flavor of Matt's cum was the absolute greatest thing he'd ever tasted. Better than candy, than ice cream, better even than precum, this was definitely his for real favorite treat ever. Aaron moaned in the pleasure of Derek rimming his ass, rooting around for the cum he was holding for him. Good as it felt, though, he was getting worried at the passing minutes. Concerned they were taking too long, he squeezed his rectum, pushing out the load. The warm semen splashed onto Derek's face, surprising the boy. Much of it dripped onto Derek's cheek and bedspread, cum and sweat glazing the little boy in a perverse image. Aaron felt himself getting hard again at the sight, especially as Derek's nail was also stiff as a rock, the juvenile boner bouncing with Derek's heartbeat. Aaron kissed his son again. "I gotta go, but enjoy yourself, alright? G'night, little man," *I will, Daddy,* Derek smeared and rubbed the cop's spend on his face, licking it off his fingers. *Good night.* Aaron left then, making sure to firmly close the door behind him. Derek's secret safe, Aaron rejoined Matt for a round two that was, if anything, even kinkier than the first. Their night ended with both men, the bed, and the bathroom awash in cum, piss, lube, and discarded sex toys. Both of them were passed out in a tight embrace, heedless of the damp and pungent room. Derek brought himself to three more dry cums that night. He ate and smelled and rubbed Matt's cum all over himself, missing none of it. He licked the cum from where it had fallen on his bedding. Derek even pushed some into his own ass, trying to get as close as he could to Matt fucking and shooting into him the way he'd done to Dad. Derek eventually fell asleep, every bit of cop cum he could find in his stomach, his ass, or rubbed into his skin. It was the most perfect, wonderful thing Derek could imagine and he knew he wanted more. After such a night, there was no question that Matt and Aaron would begin to officially start dating. Matt slept over generally once a week or so, but more often Aaron went to Matt's apartment. In the midst of dating Matt, Aaron made extra certain to spend quality time with his sons, especially Cody. Their personal time became almost sacrosanct, the incestuous couple ensuring their relationship remained important and healthy. The others, even Derek, went out of their way to support the father and son pair, as well as everyone's growing connection with Matt. For Derek, his excitement about Matt turned into full on infatuation. He wanted to be nearby, or on, or at least touching Matt whenever possible. Luckily Matt took the crush in good humor and saw nothing untoward about it. Derek was very conscientious of their situation and was determined to protect the family he loved. For the most part, he was able to control his behavior well enough. Derek's few over the line indiscretions around Matt were easily explained as him being an excitable and hero worshiping little boy. Still, the building affection and connection everyone was feeling toward Matt left some worry and concern for them all. As time passed and Matt built relationships with everyone, the worry of him discovering their secrets was a constant backdrop. They all reached a decent balance with it all, but each guy found themselves individually considering how to handle the potential revelation. Though overall happy with things, as weeks became months, Aaron and his family felt a slight sour note overhanging their time around Matt. Each person also began to consider how best they might broach the topic and initiate Matt into their highly illegal family.