Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2020 18:25:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Drayk Subject: The Bonds Among Family Chapter 9 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 2020) 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 9 Days passed and turned into weeks as Aaron's family enjoyed the new course of their lives. Cody all but moved into Aaron's room, spending the night with his dad fully half the time. The exceptions were nights when Aaron spent time with his other sons and times when Cody was with friends. The psychic joining of their minds brought the entire family closer. Their days were filled with love and affection while their nights were filled with intimacy and passionate sex. In time, the school semester let out. Lance and Zack graduated high school, much to the pride and excitement of their familial lovers. Derek and Cody happily began their summer vacation. A couple weeks into the summer Aaron managed to resolve his work contracts enough to take some down time. And so, on a warm, clear, early summer day, a family of five guys was found playing and laughing together at a large park several miles from their home. They set up a short ways off the path, near the shore of a large lake. Boats dotted the water, propelled along by the breeze. The boys quickly laid out a small encampment with a folding table and chairs before tearing off toward the water in a mad dash. Aaron laughed at their excitement. He set down the ice chest he was holding and stripped off his shirt to dive in after his sons. The family of five played in the cool lake for nearly an hour, splashing, wrestling, and dunking each other with great enthusiasm. Derek and Cody found themselves getting tossed around by the older men, flying through the air into giant splashes, peals of gleeful laughter proving their enjoyment. Eventually, they made their way back to shore, winded but happy, and all five fell into a heap. Soon they were dozing in the warm sun. Lance and Zack, both wearing similar square cut swim trunks, sprawled out on their backs, their hands loosely clasped together. Aaron was slightly to the side, Derek and Cody snuggled against his sides. All three were garbed in Speedos and swim briefs. More than one passerby took a moment to appreciate the attractive men napping, hefty bulges outlined by the tight cloth. The cute butts, rather than their packages, of the young boys were on display as well, though none of the voyeurs openly admired them. Regardless, the family was left in peace as they rested, surrounded by an air of their love and affection. Somewhat over an hour later, they roused. Snuggles, hugs, and kisses were shared as they came to awareness, though they were careful not to go too far toward intimacy in this public place. Even so, all five groins were pronounced with semi-hard penises, much to their collective amusement. The swelling went away quickly as they woke to hungry bellies. Aaron began to prepare a grill for the steaks they'd brought. The boys pitched in and in short order a pleasant meal was consumed by everyone. After eating they spent some time in conversation, simply enjoying their company with each other. Sometime later, Cody and Derek declared they wanted to go swimming again, so Aaron went with them to supervise and play more with his boys. Meanwhile Lance and Zack broke out a frisbee and enthusiastically ran around throwing it between them. Sweat broke out on the teens as they ran, causing their half naked and muscular bodies to gleam in the daylight. Lance whipped his arm forward, launching the frisbee across the field. Zack sprinted after, straining to reach it in time. He leapt, managed to graze the disc with his fingers, but was unable to get a grip on it. He landed hard, stumbling toward the treeline as he tried to regain control of his run. He was slowing to a jog, gasping for breath, when he tripped over something in the grass and went sprawling. Zack's grunts of surprise as he tumbled were joined unexpectedly by cries of pain and outrage from the figure he'd tripped over. Zack slammed into the ground hard, stunned for a long moment. Finally he rolled over, apologies already being made. "Ugh, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you." "Didn't see me, I know," the woman's pained voice overlapped with Zack's. She groaned loudly while clutching her stomach. Slowly she rolled to her knees, waving off Zack's attempts to help. "Fuck that hurt. Get off me, I'm fine!" She stood, brushing herself off and glaring as Lance jogged up. "I'm so sorry, ma'am," Lance said as Zack also apologized again. "We missed you entirely. Are you alright?" "I'm fine, I'm fine," her tone was becoming more exasperated as the shock and pain ebbed. The woman was a mess, though not from the injury. She was wearing multiple layers of filthy clothing, covered in dirt and worn thin. The leathery and dark tone of her skin, also grime covered, gave evidence that the woman had not bathed or been in notable shelter for a long while. She appeared older than Aaron by decades, her face weathered and wrinkled, though her hair was only somewhat going to gray, with faded streaks of white in the dirty black strands. The woman's eyes, however, were clear and focused, despite the pale blue orbs being sunken deep in their sockets and empty of emotion. The woman muttered something under her breath, but neither Lance or Zack could make it out. Her cracked voice was deliberately quiet and Aaron's psychic voice was coming at the same time. *Everything alright, guys? Got a wave of surprise and pain from you.* The teens turned to see Aaron and the two boys walking toward them. Zack and Lance couldn't help but pause momentarily at the sight of the three nearly naked guys, their sexy bodies wet with the water of their swim. A second later, they snapped back and replied. *Fine. I just tripped over someone.* Zack answered. He turned to indicate the woman and was shocked to see that she had vanished. "What the..." he gasped aloud. Zack and Lance both looked around in confusion. The woman was gone, not a trace of her presence remaining. "The fuck?" Lance turned back to his family as they arrived. "She was right here, I swear." "You mean that woman?" Derek asked, pointing. Lance and Zack looked again and there she was, not even half a dozen steps into her retreat. She flinched and stopped, visibly sighing, upon hearing the boy. Reluctantly she turned to face the men. "Yeah. Her," Zack slowly answered his brother. *Why didn't we see her?* *No clue, babe,* Lance's voice was just as confused. *I'd swear she wasn't there. Then just was again.* *I don't get it,* Derek said. *She was always there. Stood behind you, then turned and left.* He sounded worried, his mental voice filled with ideas of having messed something up. *No, sweetie,* Aaron sent. *I saw it. She wasn't there, or rather I couldn't see her, until you pointed her out. Then I could. Like I'd just then noticed her.* The entire mental conversation took only a moment, just long enough for Aaron and the boys to reach Zack and Lance. He looked over the woman before speaking to her. "I'm sorry my sons hurt and bothered you. Will you be okay? Anything you need." "I'm fine," the woman answered. Her voice was raw and tired, sounding unpracticed, unused for a long time. "Just some mild pain. I'll be great." Everyone clearly heard the bitter sarcasm in her words. "Excuse me." She turned to leave again. They watched in confusion for a moment as the woman walked away. Aaron's mind raced, trying to make sense of the unusual situation. He rapidly gathered what clues he had, then acted on a gut feeling. "Why couldn't we see you?" he called out. *You're also telepathic. Aren't you?* The woman stopped again, frozen, tension visible in every line of her body. Almost immediately after, she wilted with a muttered "Fucking hells." She turned to face Aaron. *Yes. I am.* Her mental voice was so laden with resignation, pain, and regret that Aaron and his family nearly flinched from it. "Amazing," Aaron said. "We haven't met anyone else." He stepped forward offering his hand. "I'm Aaron." The mysterious woman scowled. A wave of indecision came off her psychically before she obviously gave in to the circumstance. She accepted Aaron's hand with a half hearted shake. "Call me Cyn. Good a name as any." Cyn dropped Aaron's hand and gestured to the picnic table where they'd eaten. "Can we sit? This might take a while, I think." "Of course," Aaron and his boys arranged themselves and Cyn also sat. They stayed there for several long and awkward, silent minutes. Finally Aaron broke the tension. "So this...ability we have. It can do more than talk? We can turn invisible?" "Hardly," Cyn snorted dismissively. Cody and Derek's excitement and imagination overwhelmed their nervousness. "Do we have other psychic powers then?" Derek blurted out. Cody jumped in on the end of his brother's question. "Like mind reading and psychic blasts?" "Ugh! No, no," Cyn shook her head. "Nothing like those comics you're thinking of." She sighed deeply, gathering her thoughts. "Telepathy is just a sense, like any other. Your eyes or touch. You can't push it or use it on someone else. No more than you could...impose your sense of taste on another. Totally passive. Receptive." "But we can send thoughts to each other," Zack mused. And you hid yourself. How's that work if you can't effect our minds?" "It really isn't that complicated," Cyn answered sardonically. "The mental sense is passive but you have conscious control over it. Kind of like how you can close your eyes or plug your nose. Gah! Not really, but it's the best analogy I can make. You can hide yourself from someone's vision if you have the skill. No difference really in hiding from their mental senses." The five men were quite a time as they turned this new knowledge over in their minds. Slowly Lance began a halting speech, talking out the pieces. "So, that implies that everyone actually has the ability, the...sense of telepathy." "Most everyone, literally, never realizes it, but yes," Cyn nodded. "All humans have and use mental awareness." "Then if we're as reliant on a psychic sense as traditional ones," Lance continued, "we can sort of, hide our minds? Our psychic presence? That's how we were unable to see you." *Exactly,* Cyn sent. *And you can pick up on the thoughts of others. That's how we're talking.* "You can't read minds, really. Again, just like you can't see through someone's flesh, you can't dig through their brains. Just immediate surface thoughts and emotions." Cyn fell silent. She could tell the family was mentally talking amongst themselves, their thoughts rapidly flashing between them. It gave her a chance to sort her own inner turmoil, so the reprieve suited her well enough. She didn't want to be here, hadn't wanted to get caught in this conversation when she'd first seen the young men in that Starbucks. But now she'd begun, Cyn was unable to deny the urge to give what knowledge she could. The desire warred with her loathing of being exposed, the pain and fear and accursed longing that hounded her every moment. Her skin was starting to crawl, causing her to startle when Aaron spoke to her again. "That all makes sense, but we've shared memories and experiences with each other," Aaron asked. "We've shared each others' minds to a deep degree." *I have to assume there's a more powerful connection possible.* Cyn looked around nervously, then shook her head, as if to clear it. She turned back to the men in front of her. "Yes. It is possible. When people have tapped fully into their psychic senses, as you have, they can create a more powerful connection. A mental link." *It requires the people to trust fully. To love and care for each other completely. Once that link is made it...almost joins your minds into one. You share far deeper than normal. It's clear you all have linked.* "Look, I can't stay," Cyn quickly got to her feet, nervous energy and paranoia driving her. "Just...be careful. These abilities, this sense, is...wonderful and amazing. It gives you such a greater understanding and awareness of the world. All the more when you're linked. Linked minds can do so much for each other. But it can also be dangerous. Take care of each other." Cyn started to walk off, then stopped. "And be aware and be careful. There are plenty of psychics, and non-psychics, who will happily try to take advantage of you. Study you. Do...horrible things if they find you," the last almost a whisper. Cyn breathed deeply, a sigh or a sob, it was difficult to tell. Cyn looked as though she was about to say more, but then hurried off, almost fleeing in the way she left. A faint thought from Cyn, *Good luck,* reached the family. Though it was filtered, all could sense some of the storm of emotion under her words. Then the contact was firmly and deliberately closed off. Aaron and his sons sat for a long time. They didn't converse, per se, instead just absorbing what they'd been told, their minds joined through their link. They sat, sharing and communing with their loved ones, as the sun wandered across the sky. Hours later, Aaron's family left the park. They had recovered some of their mood from the somberness Cyn had left them with. They rested together, played some more on land and water, but the pure fun of the morning had been lost. Still, the five managed to recover themselves enough that they headed back to the car with smiles on their faces. Aaron, Lance, and Zack meandered along the trail, while Cody and Derek clambered and leapt across the rocks and terrain lining the path. They boys laughed and cheered as they jumped along. The older guys talked idly as they walked. The late afternoon sun was warm, just starting to cool, though hours of light remained. Derek whooped and jumped to another boulder. As he landed, the rock abruptly shifted beneath him. The whoop became a yelp. Derek flailed but could not find his balance, his feet and legs sliding out from beneath him. He landed hard on his butt before scraping down the stone to land on the dirt in a heap. His mental gasp of pain bludgeoned his family's minds. The others stumbled as the shock struck them, but quickly recovered. Cody jumped down beside his little brother, Aaron only a half beat behind. He carefully looked Derek over and was glad to find no major injuries on his youngest. Some scrapes and bruises, but otherwise Derek looked well enough. Aaron gently picked up his son, brushing him off. "Are you alright, Derek?" Aaron looked over the boy again and then realized there was another problem. "I'm okay, Daddy," Derek replied, psychically reassuring his brothers. Then he also realized his predicament and giggled. "Daddy, I'm naked." "Yeah, you are," Aaron gave in to the humor of the moment. Derek's tight blue swim brief was torn, nearly shredded. It looked like the swimsuit had caught on something as Derek slid off the rock. A large rip split the back of the garment from near the leg opening all the way to the waistband. The brief was already fairly old and worn, so Derek's subsequent flailing expanded the tear between his legs and up the crotch. The ragged halves of the briefs hung free, leaving Derek's small penis and butt exposed for all to see. "Becoming an exhibitionist, baby bro?" Lance laughed as they all gathered around. "You know it," Derek grinned. The six year old boy didn't really know the word at first, but Lance's mind had quickly provided the definition. *And you love it when I am.* *True,* Aaron's voice carried his own shared appreciation of the sexy boy. *But as cute and sexy as your dick is, we can't really leave you nude in public.* "Let's get you covered and back to the car," he chuckled. Lance and Zack did their best to shield Derek from view as Aaron pulled off the destroyed swimsuit. He wrapped a towel around the naked kid, then settled him on his hip. Aaron looked up. "Let's get going, guys," he said. They quickly walked the rest of the way to the parking lot. Aaron unlocked the vehicle and they opened the doors to air out the stifling heat. The family also changed from their swimwear to street clothes, unashamedly stripping down right there in the lot. Derek, already nude, pulled on his Superman underoo briefs and a pair of gym shorts. He didn't bother with a shirt, leaving his smooth chest bare and just a peek of his underwear showing. Cody put on a purple thong, snug jeans and t-shirt, a style he'd taken to to show off his growing wrestler muscles. Zack also wore tight jeans over his trunks underwear. He package displayed prominently in his pants, as did his firm ass. He also decided to forego a shirt, given the heat of the day. Lance's shorts were, as usual, sagging well below his ass, exposing his small low rise briefs completely. His skin tight muscle shirt did nothing to hide his assets or his build. Aaron smiled, proud and appreciative of his hot and sexy children, as he dressed in a loose tank top and gym shorts. His lack of underwear was clear, given how obvious his large dick was through the shorts. Still laughing and chatting, the guys climbed in and Aaron pulled out, heading toward the highway. As he drove, splitting his attention between his family's conversations and the road, he turned a forming idea around in his mind. Derek definitely needed a new swimsuit and it had been a few years since any of them had gotten new ones. They might as well all get new swimwear and Aaron knew of a shop that dealt in designer, custom, and tailored clothes for men and boys. They were kind of expensive, but well worth it. What gave Aaron pause was the less commonly known parts of the tailor he was privy to. A small number of the owner's clients, those who'd formed a good rapport and trust, could be treated to a much more personalized fitting process. Extremely detailed and thorough measurements, specialized materials, a wider choice of designs, these and many more intimate aspects of the purchase could be requested by those in the know. So Aaron debated for a few miles. He wasn't sure if he wanted to risk that relationship by bringing his taboo lovers along. That said, the quality was superb and the experience of shopping there always fun, even without the special perks. And the owner was a consummate professional and completely discrete. These thoughts in his head, Aaron made his choice. "Hey guys," Aaron announced as he pulled off the freeway. "We're gonna take a detour. A special stop I wanna share with you." Even just as a way to get new clothes, it would be worthwhile. And if things went well his boys might appreciate the place as they each got older. Those same boys bombarded Aaron with questions, their excitement at this unexpected adventure reinvigorating them. Aaron laughingly refused any answers, also keeping his thoughts carefully controlled to prevent any spoilers. A short time later, Aaron parked next to a fairly unremarkable brick building. There wasn't any sort of sign visible, but the windows were filled with very stylish displays of manikins and clothes. Several different styles and types of menswear was shown. Smiling widely, Aaron guided his sons inside. A small chime rang out a pleasant tone as they stepped in. The store was divided into roughly three sections. Nearly half was given over to racks of clothing, everything from jeans to underwear to formal clothes. The rest was split between changing rooms and well lit mirrored daises for fittings and measurements. Samples of various cloth, patterns, and materials were spread over a few strategically placed tables, workstations for bespoke garments. "What is this place, Dad," Zack asked. He and his brothers looked around and started to examine the displays. Aaron was still grinning broadly. "This, my boys, is an excellent place to get custom and tailored clothing," he said. "Your dad misspoke, boys," a voice came from the back of the store. "This is the best place to get custom and tailored clothing. Or do you think I'm too old now to speak for my own work, boy?" An older Hispanic man had stepped out from the back. He looked to be around sixty or so, black hair speckled with touches of gray. He wore it short, in a somewhat messy crew cut along with a chinstrap beard and mustache. His eyes were a deep brown that glinted with humor. He wore a pair of perfectly tailored khaki slacks and a fitted plaid button down shirt. The first couple buttons were undone, revealing a spread of curly black chest hair across his pecs. Though the man wasn't as muscular as Aaron or Lance, his clothes nonetheless revealed his thick chest, biceps, and legs, as well a a firm round ass and a bulge that was difficult to not stare at. Aaron smiled broadly as he went to meet the man. They shook hands, then pulled each other into a firm, backslapping hug. They separated and turned toward the surprised boys. Aaron indicated the older man. "This is the proprietor, Jose. We've known each other for years now. Jose, I'm glad to finally introduce you to my sons, Lance, Zack, Cody, and Derek." Jose greeted each of them with a firm handshake. "A pleasure, lads. I've heard a bit about you from Aaron. Though you seem to have a fourth son you neglected to mention." The accusation was delivered in a clear tone of good humor, his voice warm and welcoming with a moderate accent in its tone. "Zack just recently joined our family," Aaron laughed. " He and Lance have been dating for a year and some change." "Well congratulations, then, boys," Jose clapped them both on the back, then turned to face everyone, his demeanor shifting to business. "Now! What brings you into my establishment today? I was actually on my way out, since it's been completely dead, but I will gladly stay for a regular." As he explained, Jose went to the front and locked the door. "That said, I'd rather not risk a rush following you," he chuckled. "Nothing much today. We all need new swimsuits," Aaron held up the shredded Speedo of his youngest son. "We had an accident earlier." He gave a wry grin. "Really did a number on that, didn't you?" Jose came up and examined the scraps. "Granted, it was worn down anyway. We can certainly accommodate that. This way." He guided everyone to some racks where swim and underwear was displayed. He called out to the back room. "Ay, mijos, we have clients. Come help!" There was a rustling and two more boys quickly joined them. The first looked to be in the low teens. His black hair was buzzed close to his head while his eyes, so dark a brown as to look black, quickly took stock of everyone. He wore a loose pair of cargo shorts and a polo shirt over a lithe and wiry body that spoke of soccer and running. The second boy was about Derek's age, in jeans and a superhero t-shirt. His hair was looked near black, though was actually a dark brown, and fell around his face and shoulders. The boy brushed the locks back from his face often, which brightened into a broad smile upon seeing the group. "Derek!" he shouted, running toward them. Derek turned and saw the other child before rushing to join him. "Jeremy!" The two best friends crashed into hugging and a babble of excited voices, much to the amused surprise of their elders. Derek continued, asking, "What are you doing here?" "I sometimes come and help my abuelito," Jeremy answered. "Me and my brother both like visiting him." "And excellent help you both are," Jose said proudly. "So you've met my grandson, Derek?" "Yep! We're in the same class and sleep over all the time," Derek explained. "He's definitely my best friend ever!" "Well it is my pleasure to meet such a distinguished young man," Jose bowed theatrically. "Shall we find you a new swimsuit, Derek?" Jose put his arm around Derek's shoulders and guided him toward the displays. "Martin, Jeremy, get some supplies, please, and let's get these gentlemen sized and fitted." The two youths quickly retrieved a selection of measuring tapes, cloth markers, and the like. Jose set to work, efficiently and professionally sizing Aaron's sons. Aaron himself stood back a bit, watching, as he let the focus be on the boys. He knew well the experience of Jose's attention, even without the sexual element, and enjoyed watching his kids' awe. Jose spoke to each, determining what style, cut, and color his clients preferred, adding his own suggestions as well. He took careful measurements and showed off a number of premade suits, everything from full shorts to briefs and even thong style swimwear. All four of Aaron's sons found themselves in a mix of excitement, surprise and uncertainty, and bemused wonder at the attention. As he watched the process, Aaron found his mind wandering toward unexpected thoughts. He could never help noting how beautiful and attractive, how sexy his sons were. Jose was also highly attractive to Aaron, a sentiment the older man fully returned. But in the secret depths of his mind, Aaron found himself considering Jose's grandsons in a similar light. He pointedly turned away from that road, however, uncomfortable with that consideration. His sons, close and trusted, reinforced by their mental link, was one thing, but youths he had no such relation or link with? Aaron tried to ignore that whisper from his mind. Nonetheless, the door was opened and Aaron found himself noting small details he had earlier missed or ignored. Jose was nothing short of a consummate professional. As he took his measurements, presented and compared pieces, he was careful to not touch too closely or intimately any of the boys. Aaron was well familiar with that about Jose. There was a clear line between his general clientele and his more personal ones. Towards Aaron's sons, Jose clearly kept to the former. Towards his grandsons, however, Jose was different. Only to be expected of family, of course; they were comfortable and affectionate. The three of them worked smoothly together, their movements practiced and easy. As Aaron watched them, though, he gradually saw indicators that Jose and his grandsons were especially close. At first, Aaron dismissed what he saw as overinterpreting innocent touches due to his own recent shifts of perspective. Yet the longer he watched, the more Aaron wondered. Then a slowly growing surety began in him. Jose, Martin, and Jeremy were close. Very close. It seemed to Aaron that their shared touches lingered just a moment too long. Their tone and words carried the slightest hint of innuendo and double meaning. All three were well practiced at subtlety, but Aaron was himself newly aware of those signs of socially questionable love and intimacy. At first, Aaron remained skeptical, unsure if he was projecting his own connection with his sons on Jose. However, beyond even his direct observations, Aaron also realized he was getting some of this knowledge from his mental senses. He recalled Cyn's explanation of the sense and decided to experiment. Aaron reached out with his mind, trying to focus his awareness on Jose much as he would closely focus his gaze on a subject he was studying. It took him a few attempts to get the knack of it. Or more accurately, to recognize what he was sensing. Jose was focused and professional, doing his utmost to create the perfect swimwear for his new young clients. He truly loved his work and reveled in shaping cloth and thread to flatter and display the male body. Jose loved men, the male form, and boys. He also loved his grandsons, and they loved him in turn. Aaron could sense that they showed that love physically and intimately, though secretly. That revelation was a mild and constant flow of thought in the back of Jose's mind. It became more pronounced any time his attention went to his grandsons, along with a surge of love. He cared so deeply for his family that he was unable to completely shut those emotions away. Aside from that love and his work, there was also a definite appreciation and enjoyment of Aaron's sons. Already attracted to guys and having a sexual friendship with Aaron, Jose found himself considering Aaron's boys in a similar light. As he was also fitting them for swimwear, his hands touching them oh so close to their privates, made it all the more impossible for Jose to avoid those thoughts. That said, Aaron could also clearly sense that Jose would never act on those desires toward his children. Aside from the risks doing so would bring, Jose respected his work, store, and customers far too much to act inappropriately. He remained well controlled and professional, keeping any hint of his enjoyment or his relationships with certain clients or Martin and Jeremy from public view. Aaron absorbed all this information mentally and spent a time considering. Then he smiled to himself. *Hey, boys,* he opened his mind to all of them. *I have something to share with you.* "Jose," Aaron called from across the store. "Can I get your help real quick?" "Of course!" Jose called back. "Gimme just a minute to finish up here." Jose looked over to where Aaron was looking at some cloth samples, then returned his attention to the small swim brief he was working on. He finished a final adjustment, then handed the garment to Derek. "There. Martin, go with him, please, and make sure nothing more needs to be done." Derek and Martin headed back to the changing rooms. Jeremy followed, both young boys chattering happily. Jose walked over to Aaron, glancing around as he did. Young Cody was still looking through the swimwear racks. Lance and Zack were talking quietly together as they looked at underwear. Jose met Aaron's gaze and asked, "What can I do for you?" "A couple things, actually," Aaron grinned, his face a curious mix of sly and suggestive. "First, what do you think of this for a shirt on me?" Jose stepped up next to Aaron to examine the bolt he was looking at. As he did, he felt Aaron lean in close to him. Jose's heart pounded in joined nervousness and excitement as the hot muscled man's breath ticked his ear. Then his heart seized in shock and fear as Aaron whispered to him, "I know about you and your grandsons. I know you're playing around with them." "W, w, what?" Jose stammered, turned to face Aaron. The younger man was still wearing that same knowing expression. "What do...?" "I saw how you look at them. The way your touch lingers," Aaron said softly, soothingly. "But..." "I recognized it, Jose," Aaron took a step back. "Which brings me to the second thing I needed." Aaron slowly pulled off his shirt, seductively revealing and caressing his muscles as he did. "I do actually want a shirt from this. Before that, you should see to my son." Aaron took hold of Jose's shoulders, turning him around. Jose saw Cody approaching, the exact same suggestive expression as Aaron's on his face. The preteen set a few skimpy garments down on a table. Jose stood paralyzed as Cody slowly pulled his own shirt off, before starting on his pants. He felt Aaron come up behind him and wrap his arms around him. "As you can see, Cody's taken extremely well to thongs," Aaron spoke in Jose's ear. "You should help him try on those thong swimsuits. Be very thorough." "Aaron..." Jose gasped, unable to move or relax from his muscle clenching near panic. "What is this?" "Relax, my friend. Breathe," Aaron began to soothingly rub Jose's chest, shoulders, and stomach. "I know the way you look at your boys. How you caress and touch them. I know because it's the same way I do my own sons." Aaron nuzzled Jose's neck and kissed there. Jose shuddered pleasurably as he heard those words, felt Aaron's hands. "We want to include you as well. Look around, Jose. The others have already started." Jose felt himself slowly relaxing into the embrace, his arousal beginning to break through the shock and fear. He did as instructed, looking around his store. He audibly groaned at what he saw. In the underwear section Zack and Lance were stripped down, taking turns modeling sexy pairs for each other. Their large erections bulged their choices obscenely and swung openly as they changed. By the changing rooms, Jose saw Martin seated with a little boy on each knee, neither in anything more than underoos. Martin's face was awestruck and disbelieving as he watched the two children energetically kissing each other while he groped and fondled their young crotches. Jose felt a pair of small hands on his stomach and looked down. Cody was smiling up at him, sensuously unbuttoning his shirt. His arousal spiked as his gaze trailed down the boy's naked back, muscles taking shape under his soft skin, to the exposed ten year old butt, smooth and hairless and beautiful, framed sexily with an eye popping purple thong. The last of his nervousness vanished and Jose brought his hands up to massage Cody's shoulders and back. "There you go," Aaron murmured. He pushed down his gym shorts, causing his hard cock to spring up and bump against Jose's ass. "Feel free to get to know Cody better." Aaron gently pulled Jose's shirt, now fully unbuttoned by Cody, off his shoulders. Jose had a decently muscled chest and arms, though he'd let his physique go a bit soft from his more active youth. A bit of a belly disguised his abs, while the whole of his torso was covered with a moderate, though groomed, coating of the same salt and pepper hair has his head. Cody unbuckled Jose's belt and Aaron opened his slacks, pushing them down to reveal a pair of tight red bikini briefs. They did nothing to conceal his rock hard dick, half of its seven inches forcing their way through the leg hole, right in front of Cody. Cody giggled and ran a finger along the uncut length of Jose. "Will you help me try on these thongs, now, sir?" "Oh my god," Jose whimpered. "Absolutely, you beautiful, sexy boy." Aaron stood back and watched, stroking himself, as Jose dropped to his knees and ran his hands along Cody's body. Jose caressed the boy's silky smooth arms, sliding up the limbs and around the shoulders. Cody shivered slightly as Jose rubbed his shoulders, then ran down his young chest and stomach. Jose's fingers traced his hips before stroking down the boy's legs. "Let's see what you brought over," Jose said softly. "This will have to come off first, of course." His hands went back up Cody's legs and slid under the waistband of the boy's underwear. Slowly he lifted the cloth out and down, uncovering Cody's sexy little penis. Jose sighed in true appreciation of the lovely sight. Cody's completely smooth pubis drew Jose's eyes down to the hard cocklet. He groaned with building arousal as he pulled the thong down, running his thumbs around the base of the boy's shaft. Cody's sigh of pleasure joined Jose's as he was rendered entirely naked. "So beautiful," Jose whispered. He looked back at Aaron, seeking confirmation. Aaron nodded encouragingly while still smiling and playing with his thick cock. Jose turned back to Cody. "Alright. Let's try these on you." He reached over and grabbed the top swim thong off the pile. It was a bright red nylon thong with a lined pouch. Jose lifted Cody's feet, one at a time, guiding the boy into the garment. Affectionately, he pulled the thong up Cody's legs and settled it around the youth's waist. Jose made a point to brush lightly against the little balls as he did, then tugged the strap between his ass cheeks. The red looked great on Cody, but was a little too big, hanging somewhat through the crotch and between his legs. Jose pulled it back off of Cody, once more teasing but not handling his prepubescent equipment. The second thong was a teal and yellow floral pattern thong which was too big by far. It slid right off Cody's waist, held only by the boy's butt crevice, exposing everything. All three guys chuckled at the display. "While I certainly approve of the result," Jose grinned, "maybe we'll pass on that one." He tugged down the oversized thong and tossed it aside. "Now how about this last one?" Jose dressed Cody in the last swimsuit and he and Aaron both gasped their approving lust at the sight. The thong was solid white, and unlined. It fit Cody well, so his hard boycock and testicles were outlined clearly by the pouch. The waistband was thin and from a distance might be missed, making it look like he had only a small bit of material covering his assets. Furthermore, the thong was thin, white, and single layered. Which meant it was certain to become nearly transparent immediately when it got wet. "That is perfect, sweet boy," Jose said breathlessly, taking a step back to enjoy the view. "You are so sexy, so beautiful." He hesitated a moment, then asked, "May I kiss you?" "You may," Cody said seriously before breaking into a grinning giggle. He stepped up next to Jose and placed his hands on the older man's furry chest. While Cody rubbed Jose's pecs, the man wrapped his arms around the child, pulling him close. Their eyes met and then their lips followed. With Aaron watching from the side, the underwear clad pair began to make out as they embraced. Cody hummed in pleasure, his young body thrilling with the joy of the adult kiss. Jose was well practiced at kissing, boys especially, and it showed as his tongue teased and pleasured Cody's mouth exquisitely. For his part, Jose was moaning from the indescribable joy of kissing a youth. Cody's innate talent for kissing had been honed by the months with his family and Jose greatly enjoyed the results. Jose slid his hands down Cody's back, cupping the boy's small, smooth, exposed ass. His palms rubbed against the firm globes, massaging and squeezing Cody's butt. Jose was never happier than when he had a boy in his arms, and Cody's wrestling was giving him a solid, muscular build which appealed greatly to the grandfather. As Jose stroked and touched him, Cody's body shuddered and thrilled, driving their kiss to even greater passion. Cody ran his hands down Jose's furry stomach until they ran into his thick rod. Jose's cock had pushed its way out of his tight briefs, nearly the entire shaft throbbing as Cody took hold. He explored and felt the dick for a moment, then broke their kiss to look down. "I've never seen an uncut one," Cody said. He started to examine the penis, stroking the shaft and pulling the foreskin back and forth. He pulled Jose's balls out of the briefs leg, gaining himself full access to the man's equipment. Jose's testicles were as furry as the rest of him, hanging loose and low between his legs. Cody smiled in awe as he took in the new experience. Jose moaned softly, reveling in the feeling of this kid handling his cock. The soft underage hands stroking his steel hard shaft and fondling his balls was undeniably arousing. Jose ran his fingers through Cody's hair with one hand while his other explored the boy's young ass crack, feeling the smooth cloth of his thong. "Oh god, Cody," Jose whispered. "That feels great. Fuck, kid, you can do whatever you want to me." "Oh, yeah?" Cody smirked at Jose. Jose groaned loudly as Cody pulled his foreskin back and swallowed the head into his mouth. "Oh fuck!" Cody licked around the tip, sucking a few inches into his warm mouth. He was, for a brief moment, disappointed to discover that Jose didn't leak precum the way his dad and brothers did, however it passed almost immediately. The pleasure of tasting a hard cock was by far the foremost thing on his mind. Jose's dick was a new challenge, not just being uncut, but shorter and thicker than he was used to. Cody's jaw was stretched wide to take it but he determinedly sucked as much of the older man as he could. "Oh god!" Jose gasped loudly. "That's amazing. Fuck, kid, suck that cock!" Cody moaned around Jose's shaft, pulling another loud groan from him. The boy wrapped a hand around the base. Or tried to. Jose was thick enough Cody couldn't quite get his hand all the way around. Nonetheless, he happily played with Jose's shaft and balls as he sucked, to the delight of the older man. Jose continued to caress and encourage Cody, relishing the attention he was giving to his rock hard dick. He was so caught up in the pleasure that he didn't notice Aaron until he came up behind and wrapped his arms around Jose's chest again. Jose shuddered and gasped as he felt Aaron press against him, tweaking his nipples and rubbing his own hard cock against his ass. "Look at that, Jose," Aaron whispered in the other man's ear. "That's my kid blowing you right now. My underage son is sucking that fat cock of yours." "Oh fuck," Jose gasped. "He's so good. Ugh, yeah, keep sucking that dick, kid." "That's right," Aaron continued. "Enjoy my boy. He's ten and loves sex already. And you love it, too, don't you? A hot little boy, sucking on you?" "Ugh, fuck yes," Jose continued to groan. His cock throbbed even more in Cody's grasp. Jose felt the back of his briefs being pushed down. Aaron's fingers slipped into his crack, the slickly lubed digits teasing his hole. Jose's muscles twitched uncontrollably from the father and son's dual assault on his body. "Yeah, I can tell," Aaron said. "I know you love it. My preteen son sucking on you? Your grandsons riding on that dick? Fucking hot, isn't it? You sexy, fucking perv." Aaron punctuated the last word by shoving his solid pierced rod into Jose's ass. "Oh, god!" Jose yelled as he was quickly filled with the large mancock. The force of his impaling pushed his own fat dick deeper into Cody's mouth, causing Jose to gasp in doubly shocked bliss. "Aw, yeah, fuck me, Aaron! Give me that cock." The unexpected thrust down his throat made Cody gag slightly and he pulled off Jose to catch his breath. He looked up and urged his dad on. "That's it, Daddy. Plow his ass. I know how good your dick feels, so use it on him. Make Jose feel great with your huge cock, Dad!" Jose groaned wordlessly. The incredible combination of getting fucked and hearing the dirty talk of a prepubescent boy drove his lust to heights he was unprepared for. Jose pushed himself back to meet Aaron's powerful thrusts, the sound of smacking skin audible as they crashed together. Jose was once more caught up in his sexual delirium so again nearly missed Cody climbing onto the nearby table. "Will you please suck my little dick while my daddy fucks you?" Cody spread his legs and leaned back as he asked with an exaggeratedly innocent and sweet voice. "Oh hell yes," Jose growled in primal desire and leaned over, his arms on either side of the ten year old. Cody's thong was pushed slightly out by his hardon. The smooth cloth wrapped around the boy drew Jose's focus to the barely concealed penis. He enjoyed the view for a couple seconds, then could resist no longer. Jose grabbed the nylon garment and pulled it down Cody's legs, heedlessly dropping the thong as soon as it was off. Now fully naked, Cody grinned up at his rutting elders, hands behind his head, inviting Jose to have his way with him. His small kiddie cock stuck out from his still utterly hairless groin. He was exposed for all of a moment before Jose sucked the two and a half inch shaft into his mouth. Cody squealed as he was treated to an amazing blowjob. Jose had decades of experience sucking cocks, adult and child alike, and quickly had Cody whimpering in total bliss. His lips and tongue caressed and teased Cody's prepubescent dicklet while he used his thumb and index finger to fondle the boy's immature balls and hole. All the while, Aaron continued to plow Jose's ass and encourage him to sex up his son. "Fuck yeah, take my cock. Love fucking this ass, Jose. Glad I saw you perving on my boys? Letting you suck on his sweet little cock? How's that feel, sweetie?" A constant stream of dirty talk came from Aaron as he thrust fiercely into Jose, stabbing the experienced man's prostate time and again with his pierced shaft. "Ugh, it's...so good, Dad!" Cody answered breathlessly. He shuddered and writhed on the table as he was pleasured. "He's amazing. Fuck! Blow my dick, Jose. Ah! Fuck, fuck, yes...ugh!!!" His words cut off as Jose's ministrations brought him to orgasm. Cody screamed and gasped as his body spasmed under Jose, trying to shoot cum his balls hadn't yet begun to make. Even so, the ecstasy was something his young body was fully capable of. He thrashed around as the orgasm ripped through him, made even better since Jose continued to suck and play with his crotch. Eventually, Cody's preteen orgasm faded and he collapsed back to the table. He still groaned in pleasure, though, as Jose didn't release his smooth dick, which hadn't softened at all from the powerful release. "Hell yeah, that was hot," Aaron grunted as he slammed again and again into Jose's hole. "Fuck, not gonna last much longer like this. Keep blowing my kid, Jose. See if you can get him off a second time." Jose moaned around Cody's dick, adding rumbling vibrations as he swirled his tongue around the boy. He flicked his tongue against the tip of Cody's cocklet, drawing another cry of bliss from him. As he sucked, Jose settled his weight on one arm and reached over into a drawer. He quickly found the small bottle of lube he kept there and squeezed some out onto his fingers. He returned his thumb to fondling Cody's small testicles and gently began sliding his slippery finger into the child's tight little hole. "Oh fuck," Cody yelled out when he felt the intrusion. He spread his legs wider for Jose. "That's it! Oh yeah. Fuck me, Jose! Fuck my ass, Ugh, I love it. Daddy, he's making me feel incredible." His voice failed again in lustful panting. "Ah!" Aaron shoved his cock deep into Jose. "I know, baby boy. He's amazing. So's his ass. It's clenching so tightly around my fat rod. Gonna cum soon. Are you gonna come again, son?" "Hell yeah, Dad," Cody gasped. "Oh, he's so good. Suck my cock! Fuck my ass! Ah!" Aaron slammed Jose several more times rapidly. He reached around between the older man's legs to grasp his throbbing uncut dick. Aaron fucked feverishly, letting his impacts slide Jose's rod in and out of his grip. All three guys gasped, groaned, and cried out, their ecstasy filling to store for all to hear. Sounds of lust from the other two groups melded with theirs, loudly calling their passionate lovemaking to the heavens. The incredible stimulation Jose was receiving quickly become overwhelming and he gasped out, "I'm about to cum." before burying his face back in Cody's crotch. The delicious underage penis in his mouth pushed him toward climax as much or more than the fucking and stroking he was being subjected to. He continued to groan around the dicklet while he slid a second finger up Cody's ass, desperately seeking to give him a second dry cum. "Gah!" Aaron shouted. "Yes! I'm gonna cum, too!" He grabbed Jose, pulling him upright and wrapping an arm around his furry chest. He thrust deeply into the older man, continuing to stroke his cock as he growled in Jose's ear, "Shoot on my boy. Cover him with your load. Cody loves cum, so give it to my son, you filthy, beautiful perv." That was all it took. With a powerful roar, Jose threw his head back and his swollen cock head exploded with cum. Thick, heavy blasts shot out and landed all over Cody. The first landed right on his prepubescent dick, coating his organ and balls. The next shots splattered across Cody's chest, legs, and stomach. Jose's load stalled, seemingly finished, before a final thrust into his prostate sent another couple of cumshots powerfully flying out and splashing on the boy's grinning face. Jose's ass pulsating through his orgasm massaged tightly and strongly around Aaron. That combined with the amazingly hot vision of his preteen son being showered with fresh semen triggered Aaron's balls to unload. Grunting repeatedly, Aaron kept fucking, shooting and pushing his load deep into Jose's hungry hole. Cody also found himself climaxing alongside the adults. As hot cum coated his skin, the fingers stretching his hole stroked his immature prostate, quickly building a second orgasm. Cody's voice let out a high, youthful keening of ecstasy and once again spasms of utter bliss coursed through him. The three of them rode out their orgasms together, gasping and sighing happily. As the climax faded, Aaron let his softening cock clip from the warm butt. He staggered a step over to his son, leaning heavily on the table. He looked down at his sexy, cum glazed boy, then leaned over and sucked in the boycock. *I love you, Cody. My amazing lover and son.* *I love you, too, Dad. So much, my love.* Aaron cleaned the tasty cum from Cody's equipment, thoroughly licking and swallowing the cum from his son. Jose leaned in, pulling his fingers out of Cody, and helped to clean the boy. He licked up several splashes of his load, then pressed his lips to Cody's, feeding the cum to the eager lad. After several minutes, the two men cleaned all the cum off Cody's smooth skin and collapsed against the table. All three took a long moment to catch their breaths, heaving deeply as they gasped and panted. A giddy euphoria came over them and all three found themselves giggling, then laughing uproariously. They clung together, riding out their post sex release. Finally, Jose was able to regain his faculties. "That was beyond amazing," he said quietly. "I can't thank you enough for such great sex." "No need," Aaron smiled. "You've given me plenty of hot sex. And excellent clothes. I'm happy to let you do the same for my boys." "Yeah!" Cody agreed. "That was fun! And I love the clothes you showed me. I wanna get lots of stuff." He turned to Aaron. "Can I get that white swimsuit as well, Dad?" Aaron burst out laughing. "That was never in doubt, believe me." "Absolutely," Jose grinned. "In fact, it's yours. Consider it a gift. What's more, I'll make the same thong for you as you grow, totally on the house. I'll need to do careful and regular measurements, of course, though," he finished suggestively. "Of course!" Cody agreed. "I'm good for that." "No doubt," Aaron chuckled. He looked around at the similarly post sex cuddle piles of Zack and Lance, and Derek, Martin, and Jeremy. Aaron smiled contentedly, basking in the love and afterglow of his friends and family. *I love you boys,* he sent. *You've no idea how much. How happy and proud and honored I am to have you as my family.* *We can read your mind, Dad. I think we have a pretty good idea. And you are definitely the hottest, sexiest, best dad ever.* Aaron was never entirely sure who sent the thought, since it was shared completely by all his children. It was a sentiment he returned as well. The five minds embraced each other in love, affection, trust, and wonder, drawing them ever closer together.