It's A Family Affair, a story by Josh Terrence

bb/oral/anal/mast/rimming

Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Chapter Three -- Bonding time with dad 🏳️‍🌈

I was holding onto the edge of Darius' dresser with my feet spread and my hips pushed back while he held onto them for leverage. His dick was running back and forth in my hole with fluid strokes, making me moan while my toes curled into the carpet. With every thrust he fed into my boy pussy, my rock hard micropenis sizzled with delight while his pelvic bone glanced off my plump buns. I could feel a deep, decadent simmer that was emanating from my rear end and spreading out in continuous, unrelenting bands that encompassed every inch of my body. All 4' 11" of me was engulfed in the flames of anal ecstasy while my stud pleasured my ass with assertive cock thrusts.

On Darius' bed, his little brother Jaivon was stroking his cock and waiting for his turn in my ass. I could see him from the corner of my eye and wondered how long it would be before his dick was inside me. But I couldn't dwell on those thoughts for long, because Darius used his foot to gently nudge my right ankle, prompting me to move it over and spread my feet a little further. As I was doing this, my stud hissed behind me.

"It feels so good," he said through an exhale. I nodded in agreement with him, then I felt his grip on my hips tighten and my head started spinning uncontrollably. I closed my eyes tight and felt my pleasure peak as my back door caught fire, then I moaned gutturally and my little boner began to twitch and dance around. Seconds later, Darius buried his big boy cock up my ass and froze. I felt it throb with authority against the walls of my boy pussy as he unloaded his 13 year old stud seed, then he exhaled over and over while I whimpered with delight.

When he pulled out of me, I dropped to my knees and got to work, blowing my stud with a devoted effort while he petted my head and talked to Jaivon.

"You better get in there, quick," he said through another hiss as I washed his prick around in my mouth and enjoyed the leftover cum and assjuice that lined his length. "His ass feels amazing tonight."

I beamed up at my stud, flattered by the compliment, then I pulled off with a slurp and crawled into the bed on my hands and knees. Darius took a seat on the bed and watched as Jaivon mounted me from behind. I was watching too, keeping my spellbound gaze on his 4 ½ inch rod while my 2 inch erection stayed untouched. When he sank it into my hungry rear end, I sighed with contentment and bunched my fists around two handfuls of Darius' bedspread.

My 11 year old top put his hands on the small of my back and began to thrust while I moaned helplessly. I could feel the arches of my feet bowing as my body caught fire again, loving how my stud was taking charge of both of our pleasure. As the fog of gay ecstasy set in all around me, Darius tapped my lips with the head of his prick. I instinctively slipped my mouth over the end and gave off a feminine moan, then I let the pleasure consume me and experienced an unforgiving anal orgasm.

With my body in the grip of a full scale meltdown, Jaivon buried his talented rod up my ass and added to my collection of loads. He pulled out and Darius took his dick out of my mouth. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs to welcome his re-entry, then I wrapped them around his waist while he serviced me in the missionary position.

When it was over we were all spent and sweaty. My chest was heaving up and down and my little dick was pressed tight against my pubic bone. My hole was throbbing with pleasure, winking over and over again while the afterglow of three consecutive buttfuckings set in. I made out with my two studs while we lay in a heap, then I heard the door to Mr. and Mrs. Parsons' room open and two sets of footsteps moved down the hall. There was a light tap on the door and I knew it was my cue to get dressed.

"I'm coming," I said with a contented sigh, then I got up and got dressed. When my clothes were on, I kissed Darius on the lips, then watched him don his boxer briefs, which showed off his package so perfectly. He wrapped his arm around me and I leaned into his side, then we strolled from his bedroom to the living room.

"You all set, Seth?" dad asked, his eyes trained on the tiny bulge in the front of my basketball shorts. When I nodded, he turned and kissed Mrs. Parsons on the mouth, then he got up and waited for me and Darius to share a tongue filled kiss of our own before we walked back across the street.

As soon as the front door closed behind us, dad took my hand and I leaned into his side.

"Do you feel better, son?" he asked as we walked toward the sidewalk, and I nodded as I looked straight ahead.

"How about you?" I asked, feeling my pleasured hole quiver as the seat of my pants swirled with the heat that was pouring out of it.

"Much better, kiddo," dad said, and I smiled up at him as we crossed the street to our yard.

Two days earlier, I would have never considered telling dad about what was going on with Darius and Jaivon. I'd been wanting to come out of the closet to him so I could be openly gay at home, but mom said to hold off because she wasn't sure how he'd take it.

But as luck would have it, he accidentally opened the door to my closet and I pranced out while he watched. 🏳️‍🌈

Dad and I were spending a normal Monday night together, just like the ones we'd been sharing for years. Not much was out of the ordinary except for the fact that I couldn't stop daydreaming about Darius and Jaivon. Dad noticed that something was off while we were eating dinner and spoke up.

"Hey champ, are you feeling okay?" dad asked with a note of concern in his voice. We were sitting at the table and I had my head propped up against my arm while I looked down at the half eaten piece of pizza on my plate. Dad always orders pizza on Monday nights -- it's our ritual to eat pizza, drink soda and watch wrestling. But I had my mind on other things.

"I'm not that hungry," I said quietly while dad gave me a puzzled look.

"You aren't hungry enough to finish one slice, Seth?" he asked, the concern on his face deepening. When I shrugged, dad reached over and place his palm against my forehead, then the back of his hand against my left cheek.

"You don't have a fever," he said, and I sighed.

"I don't feel sick," I said. "I'm just not hungry right now."

"Is something on your mind?" he asked, and I shrugged again. "If there's something you need to talk about, I'm right here, son."

"I know," I said with a warm smile. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Is it okay if we put up the tent in the backyard this weekend?" I asked hopefully, and his look of concern gave way to a smile.

"Sure, son," he said. "Mom said you're having Darius and Jaivon over this weekend. You gonna camp outside?"

I nodded my answer and said, "Can we build a fire in the fire pit?"

"I don't see why not, Seth," dad said. "As long as I can trust you not to burn the neighborhood down."

With that we both chuckled, then dad slid my paper plate next to his and picked up my half eaten slice of pizza to shove it all into his mouth. With a mouthful of pepperoni and crust, dad chewed his bite up, then opened his mouth and playfully showed me his chewed up food before he swallowed it.

"Gross," I said with a grin while dad gave me a silly, triumphant smile.

I helped dad clear the table, then I went upstairs to get ready for bed before we settled down in the family room. I undressed down to my tighty whities and took a few minutes to admire my bubble butt in the mirror. I snapped a few selfies of my underwear clad bubble butt and sent them to Darius, then I put a plain white teeshirt on and sat crossed legged on my bed while we traded texts. Much to my delight, he sent me a pic of his bare torso and the outline of his package in his sweats. We sent a few more flirty texts back and forth and I made him promise me that he'd come top me in the morning. With the promise of anal intercourse secured, I took my phone with me and joined dad in the family room.

Dad was already sitting on the couch in his sweats. He was shirtless and his bulging muscles were on full display. Dad lifts weights and runs religiously, and it shows in his body. He's got a sculpted torso and huge arms that make me feel safe when he wraps me up in a hug or cuddles me. I've never had the inclination to lift weights like dad, but I like to jog with him from time to time.

As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he patted the spot right beside him. I quickly took a seat and snuggled into his side. I purred like a kitten when he wrapped his strong arm around me while I curled my short, skinny legs up under my body.

"You comfy, pal?" he asked me, and I nodded up at him with a warm smile. "What do you think? You gonna keep your eyes open until 11 or is dad gonna have to put you to bed?"

I smiled shyly at his question because more often than not, I fall asleep while we're watching wrestling. He always lets me sleep until the show's over, then he has to get me up the stairs to my room. Most of the time I don't even remember walking to my room, but I always wake up in my bed with my covers on and my teddy bear under my arm.

"I'll try to stay awake," I said while he ran his fingertips through my hair. At some point, I started to get sleepy so he gently eased me down so that my head was resting in his lap. I managed to fight off sleep for a few more minutes, but in my comfy new position it didn't take me long to fall under the spell of the sandman.

When I opened my eyes, I was in my bed and it was pitch black in my room. I had to pee badly, so I got up and padded across the hallway to the bathroom. I emptied my bladder and didn't even bother flushing the toilet. I staggered out of the bathroom to the hallway, where I saw the light from mom and dad's bedroom flooding into the hallway. I decided to go give dad a hug and tell him goodnight.

I made my way to the opened door, where dad was laying on the bed with his eyes closed. Mrs. Parson was kneeling between his legs. She was giving him a passionate blowjob, bobbing her head up and down frantically while he hissed and whipped his head from side to side.

I felt my heart racing when I realized what I was watching, then I backed away from the door before I was spotted and crept back to my room. So many thoughts were racing through my head -- mom and dad were both cheating. Mr and Mrs. Parson were both cheating. How long had this been going on? What did this mean? Would mom and dad get a divorce if they knew what was going on?

I closed my bedroom door and texted Darius about what I walked in on. He sent me a series of soothing texts assuring me that everything would be okay. I asked him if he thought our parents would get divorced and he seemed confident that we had nothing to worry about. He sent me some sweet messages to calm me down, helping me regain my composure while dad and Mrs. Parson bumped uglies down the hall.

The next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee and bacon in the air. I picked up my phone and saw that it was only 5:15, but I immediately started thinking about what I saw the night before. So after I drained my bladder, I went downstairs to see dad. He was sitting on the loveseat with his MacBook in his lap and his coffee and bacon sitting to the side on the end table. As soon as he saw me watching him from the entryway, he smiled warmly.

"You're up awful early," he said, and I nodded. "You hungry for breakfast?"

I shook my head no and he patted the spot next to him, so I took a seat and snuggled into his side. When he kissed me on top of the head, I took a deep breath and prepared to tell him what I saw.

"Dad?" I said in a timid voice.

"Yeah buddy?" he answered, still typing and not really paying attention to me.

"Are you and mom getting a divorce?" I asked, and he stopped what he was doing and gave me a solemn look. When we made eye contact I could see that he knew I saw what happened and he looked away.

"No Seth, we're not," he said quietly. "I take it you came down the hall last night."

I nodded.

"Are you in love with Mrs. Parsons?"

"I'm in love with mommy," he assured me. Then he swallowed hard and added, "It's complicated."

"I won't say anything," I promised in a soft voice, resting my head on his shoulder. He kissed me on the cheek and nuzzled his face against mine. "But I have a secret, too."

"What kind of secret, buddy?" dad asked me, sounding concerned.

"It's about the Parsons'," I whispered, feeling dad put his arm around me.

"What about the Parsons', son?" he asked me, rubbing my back in a comforting fashion.

"Remember when you said if I needed to talk I could?" I asked him, looking up at his face. When he nodded, I said, "I'm in love."

"With Mrs. Parsons?" dad asked me, sounding perplexed, but I shook my head no.

"With Darius," I said in a voice so small it was barely more than a whisper. "And with Jaivon, too."

"I see," dad said, his face registering understanding. "How long have you felt this way about Darius and Jaivon?"

"Since Christmas," I told him. Then I added, "They're my boyfriends."

Instead of a verbal reply, dad kissed me on top of the head and rubbed my back for a while. Finally, he went back to working in his laptop while I curled my legs up and let him hold me, knowing that just like mom, he and I had a secret bonding us.

At 6am I texted Darius and let him know I still wanted to see him, then I hurried to my room to get lubed up.

Dad was loading the dishwasher when I greeted my 13 year old lover at the front door with a kiss. When he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, I leaned into him with a passive posture. I tucked my head into the crook of his arm and reached back to guide his hand to my rump. When I felt him grab a handful of my right ass cheek, I smiled and sighed with contentment. With my lover cupping my rear end, we strolled through the kitchen on our way to the staircase, right past dad.

When we got to my room, I stripped while Darius dropped his pajama bottoms. I melted into his arms again, then we shared a long French kiss while he eased me onto my back and picked my legs up from the bed. Moments later, his big boy boner slid through my entrance and he began to thrust while I moaned in sheer ecstasy. I could hear dad's footsteps coming down the hall while Darius pleasured me in my bed, and I knew the exact moment that he stopped at my door. I let loose with a guttural, feminine moan while my top stroked my hole into paradise with his hard as steel rod.

When he bred me, I made sure dad knew it. Darius slid his throbbing cock all the way up my ass and froze while I moaned like a girl, then he pulled out and we shared a wet, tongue filled kiss. When he collapsed on the bed beside me, I quickly wrapped my lips around his trophy and sucked it clean, then I snuggled into his arms and declared myself satisfied. While I was still shivering in Darius' arms, I heard dad walk away from my door and sighed contentedly.

I was dressed in nothing but my tighty whities when I showed my lover to the front door. Dad was sitting in the family room, watching from his recliner when I threw my arms around my stud's neck and engaged him in a final makeout session. As soon as I closed the front door, I sent Jaivon a text asking him to come see me. With my request for a second cock date made, I walked into the family room and stood in front of dad. My boy pussy was still throbbing and the outline of my tiny bulge was showing in the pouch of my briefs. He looked me up and down with a neutral gaze for a few moments, then a text from Jaivon broke the silence. I read my stud's text and a shiver rolled through me.

"Jaivon's coming over, too," I told him, my voice husky with desire.

Dad and I shared a long, knowing look, then he nodded in acquiescence before picking up his phone and checking his messages without another word.

🏳️‍🌈 Up Next: Seth's Little Secret 🏳️‍🌈

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