Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: The Jenkins Family Jerks Off Author: Ericatits (joe.ericatits@gmail.com) Keywords: Msolo, msolo, msolo, MF, mf, voy Unlike most of my other stories, this one is entirely fictional. There's some heterosexual sex in the second half and worship of the female form throughout, but this is really a celebration of the joy of male masturbation, pornography, and the idea of sharing those gifts with the people you love. I wouldn't consider any part of it gay, but if you are disgusted by any kind of sexualized contact between guys at all, this probably isn't the story for you. --------- When my wife died Eddie was two years old, and Jeremy just a few hours. She was my life, and the heart of our family. But we soldiered on. I worked as much as I had to, cared for them as much as I could, and tried to give them as good of a life as anyone with two parents. I had thought that when my grief was under control I would start dating again, but it never felt right and single fatherhood was frankly exhausting. So I settled for a sad wank every night after I got the kids in bed. And that's how it went, for a decade, until one night that started out very normally. The boys did their homework while I made dinner. At 9:00 Jeremy went to bed, and Eddie and I watched part of a baseball game. At 10:00 it was Eddie's bedtime too, so I finished the dishes and packed some lunches for tomorrow. Then, like every other night, I went into my office with a bottle of lotion and stripped down. I was halfway to heaven watching a video of three chicks taking turns going down on a dude, stroking my rock-hard cock to the slurping and panting sounds coming from my computer. Then, the door opened and I froze for a moment. In a panic I closed the video and threw a shirt over my lap as Eddie walked in. "Wh-what do you need?", I asked, trying to regain my composure as I willed my erection down. "I forgot that I needed your signature on my permission slip", he said. After I signed it and asked him to go back to bed, he continued: "Dad, were you jerking off?" "Yes, Eddie, that's what I was doing." I tried to never directly lie to my kids, and it didn't seem like I could have managed it anyway in this case. "I heard some older kids on the bus talking about it. Could you show me how?" "Let's talk about it tomorrow night after Jeremy goes to bed, OK?" "Thanks, Dad", he said sheepishly and walked out. Somewhere in that conversation I had succeeded in losing my erection, and it didn't seem like it was interested in coming back, so I just went to bed, trying to decide exactly how I should handle this conversation. --------- The next day I stopped on my way home from work to buy the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated. Might as well give the kid something to make it a little more fun, eh? I'd been thinking all day about when I had been his age and just discovering the wonders of what I could do with my penis. I wanted his experience to be at least as enjoyable as mine was. Eddie tried to get Jeremy to go to bed early, but there was no way that was happening. At 9:00 sharp, we got him tucked in and went back to the living room. "OK, Eddie, what do you want to know?", I asked. "Last night I saw you had a boner. I've been getting a boner a lot lately. What's that all about?" "Well, what do you think gives you a boner?", I asked. "Sometimes it's because I'm looking at a girl, or thinking about a girl. And pretty much anytime I touch it. But also just when I'm doing my homework or watching TV!", he answered. Yeah, I'd noticed he was pitching a tent all the time for the last few months. "Me too!", I said. "You need a boner -- it's really called an erection -- to have sex with a girl. So when you see a girl you get excited about maybe having sex with her and that makes your dick hard. And sometimes when you are excited about something else your body gets confused and you get hard even if it isn't about a girl." "That makes sense, but I'm not old enough to have sex." "That's right, you are definitely not! But your body gets ready for sex before you should be doing it. That's where jerking off comes in. What do you know about it?" "Bobby said it feels really good. David said only losers jerk off. Sally said they were both gross for talking about it.", he answered. "Does it feel good to touch your penis?", I asked. "Yeah, it really does!" "Well, that's really all that jerking off means. I agree with Bobby that it feels really good. You found out last night that I jerk off. Do you think I'm a loser?" "No, of course not!" "OK, then let's forget what David said. He's probably just embarassed about it. And I wouldn't trust any girl's opinion about jerking off." "Thanks, Dad!" "You are welcome, Eddie. When you are playing with your dick, does anything ever come out of it?" "No, I don't think so." "OK, then I need to tell you a little more. There's a liquid inside your balls, called 'cum' or 'semen'. When a boy has sex with a girl, the semen comes out of his balls, through his dick, and into the girl's vagina. That's how she gets pregnant. It always feels good to play with your dick, but it *really* feels amazingly good when the semen comes out. That's called having an orgasm, or cumming. Usually, when people talk about jerking off they mean tricking your body into thinking you are having sex, so that you cum." "Wow, how do I make that happen?" I didn't know quite how to answer that. "Well, I'm surprised it hasn't happened already. If your dick gets hard, and you play with it, and you think about pretty girls, it should just happen." "Both of our dicks are hard right now", he said while pointing at our crotches. "Could you show me how you cum?" Well, it wasn't going to win me father of the year award, but I wanted my son to experience all of the pleasure that a pre-teen penis can provide, and all of this talk about sex was making me pretty hard. "OK, son, just let me get you a present." I didn't want to start him out at expert level right away, so I left the lotion and hardcore porn hidden. Instead, I grabbed the swimsuit edition. When I got back to the living room Eddie already had his hand in his pants, squeezing his little cock. "Look what I got you", I said as I laid the magazine on the coffee table. "Maybe it will help if you don't just have to think about girls." "Aw, thanks Dad!", he exclaimed with wide eyes as he started flipping through it. He stopped at a page with a young woman wearing a tiny red bikini, the top displaying some truly incredible cleavage as she winked at us. He went back to squeezing his dick. "First of all, it tends to work better if you do it naked", I explained, as I started shimmying out of my clothes. "By the way, you absolutely, positively, can never tell anyone that we did this, OK?" "OK!" He did the same. We hadn't been a particularly modest house since we were all guys, but I hadn't seen my son naked with an erection before. It was pretty small at this point, but pointed straight up. He had just the beginnings of pubic hair around the base and his little, tight scrotum. I still couldn't help but to smile with pride at his young manhood. He hadn't seen me naked with an erection either, and he responded with "Woah!" when he looked over to see me at full mast. "Will I be that big someday?" "Probably, maybe even bigger", I said with a grin. "Now I'll agree that squeezing your dick can feel pretty good, but it isn't the best way to trick your body into thinking you are having sex. Try this." And I wrapped my thumb and first finger around the base of my cock, pulling it up to the top and back down, and slowly repeating. "Hey, that does feel pretty good!", Eddie exclaimed as he tried to imitate me. "OK, now just look at that girl, think about how hot she is. Think about what it would be like if that were her hand on your dick. When you get tired of her, turn the page. Hopefully, you will keep feeling better and better until you cum." And that's just what we did. We stood there in front of the couch, slowly stroking our cocks and ogling the models. After about 10 minutes Eddie said "Daddy, I feel all weird inside, and hot. Am I OK?" "Yes! That's good! You should be really close to cumming. Now close your eyes and concentrate on those weird, good feelings and try to make them stronger." Within a few seconds he shuddered, shot two quick spurts of cum that landed right on a model's stomach, and collapsed on the couch. I sat down next to him and put my arm around him. "You did it buddy! You jerked off and came! Did it feel good?" "Oh my god, yes!", he said sleepily. "I can't believe it." He was so tired that I helped him dress and carried him to his bed. As I tucked him in he whispered "can we do it again tomorrow?" "Of course", I whispered, and withdrew to my office to lube up and finish off the best cum I'd had in a long time. --------- The next night Eddie was super antsy, practically jumping around until it got to 9:00. When I got back from putting Jeremy to bed he was already nude and stroking. I got out the magazine and showed him where his cum had made several pages stick together. "If you do that too many more times, we won't be able to use this", I said, and spread a bath towel out on the coffee table underneath the magazine. "Just shoot your cum anywhere on this, and we'll throw it in the laundry." Then I told him "I got this magazine for you. You can bring it out here after Jeremy goes to bed, but keep it in your room the rest of the time. Make sure you hide it, OK? Jeremy's not old enough for this yet." "OK, thanks dad!", he said as we beat off and ogled the beach bunnies. This time he hit the towel, but we had accidents some times when he was a little too excited and shot further or sooner than he expected. --------- It went on like this for a few more days before he asked me, "Dad, why don't you ever cum?" "Well", I said, "pictures of girls in bikinis is enough to give me a boner if I play with myself, but it isn't enough to cum. At least not if we are doing this every night. But I've got another treat for you." The Victoria's Secret fashion show had been on the other night, and I had taped it for us. Video of women walking around in crazy underwear was better than still pictures of women in bikinis for sure, and Eddie came faster than usual. It still wasn't that hot for me, unfortunately. I wanted to let him see me cum, so I used all my powers of imagination to conjure the hottest hardcore scene I could think of, and that combined with fleeting thoughts of how much trouble I would be in if anyone ever found out I was masturbating with my son sent me over the edge just a few minutes after him. As I grunted and shot my load of four white-hot spurts all over the towel, Eddie stared wide-eyed. "Will I ever have that much cum?", he asked. "Yeah, son, you will." --------- After another few days he asked me, "Dad, what do boobs look like?" "Well, you ought to have a pretty good idea, since they show almost everything in that show! Basically, they are big and round and perfect, and at the end they have a nipple kind of like yours and mine, but bigger and very pretty." "And what do they feel like?" "Like the most amazing thing in the whole world! You know how your dick feels when you don't have a boner? It's kind of like that. But the nipple actually gets hard like your dick when a girl is excited. And there's this circle of little tiny bumps around the nipple that get hard too." "I'd really like to see and feel a boob." "I'd like that too, for me and you both! I think I can do the seeing part." And that was when I introduced a Girls Gone Wild video. I didn't have any trouble cumming that night. --------- The next night he continued this line of questioning: "What does a girl look like down there?" "Well, instead of having balls and a dick, girls have a pussy. I mean, a vagina. A vagina looks kind of like a mouth, but sideways. And it is longer but doesn't open as wide. And it has multiple layers of lips. Inside, it is a perfect pink color. Outside, girls have pubic hair just like we have around our balls. It's really, unbelievably sexy." "What does it feel like?" "There's so much to that, I don't know where to begin. You can put a whole finger or a few inside. When you have sex, you put your boner inside and slide it in and out, just like we slide our fingers up and down our dicks. Inside, it is wet, and warm, and kind of sticky, and it squeezes you tight, and it's just incredible. Do you want to see one?" "Uh-huh!" That night, we watched a video from the Internet of a young woman stripping her clothes off and laying back on her bed, positioning the camera between her feet as she fingered herself. As she pulled her panties down and moved the camera in for a close-up of her pussy I just watched Eddie's enthralled face and was so glad that I was able to share this moment with him. When we were both basking in post-orgasmic bliss he asked, "was she jerking off too?" "Well, they don't call it that when girls do it, but she was masturbating. Look, she's having an orgasm right now." "But I don't see any cum!" "Girls don't have cum like we do -- at least not any girl I've ever been with -- but they can still have orgasms." "Do all girls masturbate?" "No. I think all boys probably do. I'd say maybe half of girls do. It's not as easy for them as it is for us. But it's the same idea: trick the body into thinking it is having sex, and it will eventually give you an orgasm." --------- The next weekend, Jeremy had an all-day soccer tournament. We usually went to these things as a family, but Eddie wanted to stay home alone this time. "OK", I said. "I left the videos that we watch at night unlocked. Just make sure you clean up before we get back at 7:00." And thankfully, he did. After Jeremy went to bed that night, I was surprised to find him not yet spanking his monkey when I got to the living room. "Dad", he said in a very serious tone, "I think I jerked off too much." "How many times did you cum?", I asked. "Six. But there were three more times when I kind of felt like I was cumming but nothing came out. Did I run out of cum?" "Only temporarily! Your balls are always making more, but if you cum too many times too quickly, it can't keep up. You probably have more by now. So don't worry about doing it too often!" "OK, that's good. But there's another problem. My dick is all red and it kind of hurts." He pulled it out, and indeed it looked pretty sore. "Yeah, that is a problem. But I think I can fix it!" I brought out a bottle of lotion and showed him how to lube himself up. "This way, it won't rub your dick so hard, but it will still feel just as good. And now you can wrap your whole hand around your dick and slide it up and down!" This form of stimulation was much better for both of us. --------- So for months, every night after Jeremy went to bed we would get out the towel and lotion and jerk off. I kept introducing more and different porn each week, but kept it all very softcore. Eddie was, after all, only 12 years old. Then the unthinkable happened -- Eddie was in a motocross accident and broke his collarbone. The doctors said it would heal fully, but he needed to wear a brace that immobilized both of his shoulders until it did. He needed help with just about everything, from eating to dressing to doing his homework, but his little brother stepped up big. Our nighttime routine was quite a different problem though. The first night after he got back from the hospital, I came back from putting Jeremy to bed and found him sitting on the couch with some porn queued up. "Buddy, I don't think that's going to work right now", I said sadly. "I can still watch, can't I?" "I guess so, but that doesn't sound like that much fun to me." "Well, I want to try." So we did. We watched some delightful fantasy about a girl's slumber party that turned a little naughty and I masturbated while he watched. "Dad", he asked, "could you take my clothes off for me? It's starting to hurt having this much of a boner with my pants on. "Of course, son." This wasn't that weird, I suppose, since I was dressing and undressing him all the time now. And of course, I was very used to seeing him with an erection. After I came I looked over, and it was such a pathetic sight. The kid had some serious blue balls. With the time in the hospital he hadn't jizzed in four days, and now he just watched some great porn for 20 minutes. And, you know, he's 12. "Dad", he asked again. "Do you think maybe you could jerk me off too?" And really, what could I do? I got him to sit on my lap and reached around so that it would be as much like my usual masturbation experience as possible, squirted some lotion onto his dick, and started stroking. It felt really weird to be holding someone else's cock, but it also somehow felt really right to be holding my kid's cock. Apparently I was doing a good job, because I think he came in less than 30 seconds. There was no hitting the towel, of course, but I was happy to clean it up. And so for 53 days I jerked him off. Sometimes he sat on my lap after I had finished. Sometimes I sat next to him and jerked him with one hand and me with the other. Sometimes we stood facing each other and I ran my hand from the base of my cock, onto the heads of both of our cocks, down to the base of his cock, and back. --------- The day the brace came off was one of great rejoicing in our house. But Eddie and I knew that the real celebration would come at bedtime when he could jerk himself off for the first time in forever. I could tell he really relished it. When he had finished he turned to me and said "Dad, that was a really awesome thing that you did for me while I was hurt. I'd like to do it for you too." And he knelt down in front of me, took my hand off of my cock, and put his there instead. My mind flashed back to the last handjob I had gotten from his mom, more than 10 years earlier. Once she got pregnant with Jeremy I was cut off from sex, and the constant nausea had made blowjobs pretty rare, but she still wanted to take care of me until the end. It felt simply exquisite to sit back and let someone else be in control of my pleasure again, and it wasn't long until Eddie was squeezing my cum onto the towel. "Thank you son, that was really great", I told him when he was finished. But you know, I think we ought to stick to jerking ourselves off. Even being in the same room would probably get us in a lot of trouble, but I would definitely go to jail if anyone found out we were jerking each other! Besides, I want it to be really special when you start getting a girl to do it for you." --------- So we went back to our regular routine, and kept it up for about a year. Then one night Eddie pointed out "you know Jeremy seems to be getting boners all of the time now too." "Yeah, and we are running out of time here -- I promised him that when he turns 12 he can start staying up later too." "What do you think we should do?" "Do you still have that magazine I gave you?", I asked. He went to his room and brought it back, but it had so many jizz stains that I couldn't even open it. "That's OK, I'll get another. Just follow my lead tomorrow night and take it easy, OK?" ---------- After dinner the next night to watch some sports. "Jeremy", I said. You'll be 12 in a few days, and I think it's time we have the talk." He just looked at me like a deer in headlights. "Does your penis ever get hard?" (Of course, I knew the answer. He was pitching a tent practically all the time - including now, actually.) He nodded. "Good, good! That's perfectly normal for a boy your age. Do you ever play with your penis?" "Eww, of course not!", he yelled as his face turned to bright red. "Really?", I asked and turned to Eddie. "What about you, do you play with your penis?" "Sure, all the time!", exclaimed Eddie proudly. "Me too!", I said. "Oh", said Jeremy, as I could see he was trying to process this unexpected information. "Well, maybe sometimes." "I'm glad", I responded. "It's completely normal to like to play with your penis. It feels good! Here, I got you an early birthday present to read while you do it." His eyes opened wide as I handed him the magazine. "Gee, thanks Dad!" he said as he hugged me. When he said that he wanted to go to bed early that night, Eddie and I just looked at each other and smiled. --------- On Jeremy's birthday we had a cake and some typical birthday presents. When it got to be almost 9:00 he reminded me, "Dad, you said I can start staying up an hour later, right?" "That's right, Jeremy", I answered. "Have you been reading that magazine I got you?" "Uh, yeah, like all the time!", he answered. "It's a lot better than what I used to read!" "What was that?", I asked. He went to his room and brought back a Sears catalog with the lingerie and swimwear sections dog-eared and semen-stained. "Good for you, kid", I laughed, "looks like you know what to do with it too. "I've got another treat for tonight." And I put the old Victoria's Secret special on the TV. We sat there on the couch for a while, watching it while our dicks tried to poke through our clothes. I looked at Eddie and gave him a little pre-arranged signal. "You know", he said, "it sure would be more fun to watch this if we played with our dicks during it." "Yeah", I replied. "It would." Jeremy looked back and forth between the two of us. "Like, all of us, out here?", he asked. "Why not?", I asked, and started unbuckling my pants. The boys had their shorts around their ankles and their hands wrapped around their little cocks faster than you could say "go!". And since Jeremy was apparently an old pro at masturbation but new to video and to the group dynamic, he came immediately. Eddie and I had agreed to take the previous few days off to make the lingerie-clad ladies more arousing, and so we both managed to cum pretty soon too. I hadn't gotten a towel, so Eddie and I followed Jeremy's lead in shooting our loads on the Sears catalog. "Jeremy", I said when we were all finished. "You are a man now. Men get to stay up until 10:00. And this is what we do together." --------- We moved from the broadcast-on-TV to softcore porn much faster with Jeremy than I had with Eddie, since he'd been doing more on his own, and the other two of us didn't want to give up the good stuff for too long! Eventually we put together a sort of schedule that ramped up the intensity each week: Mondays were just a long slideshow of pictures of naked ladies. Tuesdays we moved to videos of women stripping and masturbating. Wednesdays we got lesbians. Thursdays we watched hand- and blowjobs. Fridays were for fucking. Saturdays were a grab bag, and Sundays we took the day off to reset our perv brains. (Though I'm sure the kids still jerked off on their own.) Whenever we were home we took shifts at the computer, searching for that night's porn. I saved just the best finds, but kept having to buy more and bigger hard drives for them. I was getting tired of doing so much extra, super-crusty laundry, so we stopped with the towel. We all had much more control over our cumming by now, so I just bought a stack of those big red solo cups, and we would use one for a few days. The kids almost always came faster than I did, but they'd keep watching the porn and playing with themselves, and they'd be hard again in no time. They were usually ready for their second cum around the time I had built up to my first (and only), and we made a little game out of standing around the cup, stroking our cocks, trying to all jizz at the same time. --------- One night during dinner, Eddie said "Dad, it's been a long time since Mom died. We think you need to find another woman." "Do you really want to invite someone else into our life?", I asked. "A lot would have to change." "Not like, get married or anything!", protested Jeremy. "We just want you to get laid!" "Oh sure", I laughed. "There are lots of women just hoping to have casual sex with guys approaching 40!" "You don't know if you haven't tried!", responded Eddie. Once they'd gone to bed that night I thought about it and decided "why not?". It would feel really fucking good to be inside a woman again. I didn't expect to have much luck, but I made accounts on some dating websites, tried to be clear about what I wanted, and waited. --------- It wasn't fast or easy, but apparently if you have a lot of patience and persistence, there are some women like that! I broke the news to the kids on a Saturday night: "Guess what? Dad's got a date for tomorrow night! I'm bringing her here tomorrow afternoon, but I'll drop you off at the movies first." "Yay!", they cheered. "Do you have a picture?" I showed them the ones from her profile. "She's pretty hot, Dad! You gonna pound that pussy?" "Yes, yes I think I am", I answered as I high-fived both of them. Jeremy looked at Eddie, then they both looked up at me. "Can we watch?" "Ha! I think she's a pretty good slut, but I don't think she would agree to that!" "But she doesn't have to know", Eddie retorted. "If you fuck her in your bedroom we can hide in the closet." This was crazy, but they were so excited. So we went up to the bedroom to take a look, and indeed they could both fit in the closet comfortably and see through the slats in the door. --------- The next afternoon I got them both hidden in the closet 15 minutes before Linda was supposed to show up, and explained that it was essential that they be absolutely silent until I came back and got them. To provide a little bit of cover, I left some music playing in my office. I was super nervous and excited about being with a woman for the first time in so long, which made the wait excruciating. But eventually she arrived. Linda was about 5'8", maybe 175 pounds, and about my age. She had frizzy blond hair and a dark, cheap spray-on tan, and was wearing sandals, tight jean shorts, and a blouse that was cut to show all of her ample cleavage. I tried to make small talk, but she brusquely reminded me, "I've got to pick up my kids in 90 minutes." So I led her to the bedroom and let her pull my shirt off. Then I pulled hers off as well and buried my face between her red bra-framed tits, as we both fumbled with each other's pants. I had to practically peel hers off, and brought the flimsiest black thong imaginable with them. Her pubic hair was also blond, and trimmed to just neatly outline her pussy lips, which were dark red and looked like they'd seen a lot of action. Lastly I unhooked her bra to reveal big, hard nipples on small areolas, as red as her lips. I couldn't help myself from sucking one, then the other, and back again, while she softly stroked my cock. But then I just had to taste that pussy, so I laid her down on the bed and went to town. It was not as sweet as I remembered, but it is mostly the smell of wet pussy that turns me on and she was very fragrant. For about 10 minutes I munched her cunt and squeezed her tits and just marveled at what I had been missing. When she came down from her first orgasm I crawled up next to her, give her a kiss filled with her own secretions, and asked "what's your favorite position?" In response, she got up on all fours, facing the closet. I had completely forgotten about the kids, but fuck! This was going to give them the best possible show. As I guided my cock into her pulsing cunt I almost cried with the realization of how much I had missed this. Ten minutes of pure, pounding bliss later, we were laying back and catching our breath. "Got a smoke?", she asked. I shook my head. "OK, I'll call you next week", she said as she dressed and left as fast as she'd come. I watched her car pull out of the driveway, then opened the closet door to find my boys nude and my closet door splashed with cum. "Way to go, dad!", Eddie yelled. "Yeah, but come on!", Jeremy added. "I jizzed four times and Ed three in the time it took you to get off once!" "Ah, time for an important lesson", I answered. "When you are with a girl, it's not a race -- just the opposite. In fact, the whole time we were fucking I was thinking about spreadsheets so I could last longer." "Thanks for letting us watch, Dad." "You're welcome. What was your favorite part?" "Oh man, when you were fucking her. The way her tits swung around in a circle was so hot! I wish you could have seen it." --------- I thought about that overnight, and did a little research. By the time Linda came back next Sunday, I had four video cameras hidden in my room in addition to two teenage boys. That night I edited the best angles together, and the next day we spanked it to footage of Linda and I fucking. It was weird, but also really hot, to watch yourself having sex. After a few weeks Linda stopped calling, but there were others after her. Most would last a month or two before either she or I would get bored and look for someone new. So our homemade porn library grew to include all kinds of bored housewives, lonely military spouses, and dead-eyed divorcees. --------- One night Eddie tells us he has something really special queued up. So we let him choose the porn for the night. I'm intrigued, but there doesn't really seem to be anything unusual about the stuff he has picked. Then, about 20 minutes into our stroke-fest a girl comes on screen wearing a tight gray crop top and a black miniskirt. She had short, black hair and freckles all over her face. And when I say she was a girl, I mean it. "Shit!", I yelled, but my eyes were transfixed on the screen and my hand glued to my cock. She held her hands up in a heart shape and said "this is what you could have" while twirling around. Then she pulled her top over her head to reveal a perfectly flat tummy and a very plain white bra. Then she folded her arms under her breasts and leaned forward to blow a kiss into the camera, giving us a taste of her cleavage. She tried to pull her skirt up, but it was too tight to really move. So she shimmied out of it, showing us white panties with pink polkadots and a little lace bow on the top. She turned around again and shook her ass at the camera for a minute. Then she turned toward us again and coyly started removing her bra, keeping her hands between the camera and her breasts at first, then suddenly moving them behind her head and thrusting small, high, gorgeous breasts into the air while giggling. "Do you want to see the rest?", she asked, putting her finger in her mouth. "Just kidding, I know you do!" And just like that, she slid her panties down. She didn't seem to have any pubic hair at all. She pulled the camera close as she sat on the floor and spread her legs to give us a great view of her tiny, hairless, glistening pussy, and started rubbing her clit with two fingers while her other hand pinched a nipple. When she sucked the fingers covered in pussy juice into her mouth, I splooged all over the coffee table, forgetting about the cup. When I came back to my senses I turned to Eddie and started yelling "where did you get this? Do you know how much trouble we could be in?" "She sent it to me", he said. "Who?" "Wendy!", he answered, pointing at the screen. At that moment, Wendy brought the camera to her face and blew another kiss. "Please say you wanna be my boyfriend, OK?" And with that the video ended and we were on to something more prosaic. "How old is she?", I asked. "15. She's in my math class." "Shit! OK, here are the rules. You never tell *anyone* when you get stuff like this. You never show anyone, you never share it with anyone but us. As soon as can, copy it to the computer and delete it from your phone. And if anyone asks you directly about it, you say you just deleted it." "OK, OK, fine Dad!" "Now the more important question: how did you respond?" "With this", he said, and pulled up another video. This one was him, in his bedroom, stripping down, flexing his muscles, and jerking off. At the end he said "yes, I would love to be your boyfriend!" "Way to go, man!", yelled Jeremy as he high-fived his brother. "OK, you really shouldn't be doing that either.", I shook my head. "Hopefully you can trust Wendy. But congratulations!" --------- On Friday, Eddie asked "Can I have Wendy over so we can fuck?" "Woah, woah!", I said. "You've been dating for three days! You may certainly have Wendy over to make out, but I think you should wait a bit before fucking her. She may not want that yet, and we need to talk about some things to make sure that she enjoys it when you do. More importantly, there's an awful lot of sexy fun you can have without fucking, and I want you to enjoy that first." "Can we watch?", asked Jeremy. "Not live, I don't think.", I answered. "But we can move the cameras to Eddie's room. You are going to need to go to a friend's house tomorrow." Then I continued "Eddie, it's important that Wendy, and her parents, don't think that I am giving you permission to fool around. So just play along, and I'll get out of the house." So we made some arrangements, and the next day Wendy's mom dropped her off. She was just as pretty as in her video, and the mom wasn't bad either! The three of us sat in the living room and talked for a while. Then I said "You can go to your room, but leave the door open, OK?" About 20 minutes later I came in to find them sitting on his bed, holding hands and watching a movie. "I have to go help a friend move. I'll be back in about an hour. Be good, OK?" "Of course, Mr. Jenkins!", Wendy cheerfully exclaimed. Eddie just smiled at me. When I came back, they were sitting on the bed again, but Wendy's hair was all messed up. After I drove her home and picked up Jeremy we came back and asked how it was. "Fucking incredible!", Eddie answered. Her tits felt just like you said they would! And I fingered her and oh my god do I want to get my dick in there! And she jerked me off! It was like when you helped me, but soooo much better!" We watched the footage immediately, and it was indeed incredible. Watching a super hot young woman stroke my son's cock until he came all over her budding tits filled me with such a whirlwind of emotions: pride, jealousy, and an intense horniness. --------- As the next few months passed we got to watch Eddie get his first blowjob, eat out his first pussy, and indeed, fuck Wendy's brains out. Either she was at our house or Eddie at hers pretty much all the time except for when she was with her dad. It turned out that her mother was pretty cool too, and got Wendy on birth control, and I tried to teach Eddie how to really make love to a woman, not like a porno shoot. At the end of every school year we always had a pool party for Eddie and Jeremy's friends. This year, Eddie asked if Wendy could invite her friends as well. "Oh, sure!", I answered with a twinkle in my eye. While Jeremy didn't have a girlfriend yet, he did start to have girls that were friends, and they were invited too. I didn't have to suggest to the kids that we put our cameras in the changing room -- we were all on thte same voyeuristic page by now. The next Saturday a dozen boys -- half soon-to-be juniors and the others soon-to-be freshmen, and 10 girls were in the back pool splashing, and playing, and flirting. Wendy's mom and I were busy flipping burgers and keeping the party going, but I had time to notice approvingly that every one of the girls was wearing a bikini and had the body for it. Wendy's mom too! When the sun went down everyone was tired but few wanted to go home, so we got some pizzas and movies and blankets and stuffed all of the kids into the living room. Wendy's mom and I drank coffee in the kitchen, and I imagined all the happy fingers that were exploring under the blankets in the other room. Since most of the kids were staying the night, I offered my bed to Wendy's mom if she wanted to stay and help in the morning. "That'd be great!", she said, and I showed her around upstairs. "I'll be in Eddie's room", I told her after I had showed her where to find everything. "Are you sure?", she asked mischievously. "I wouldn't want to kick you out of your own bed, and why should they have all the fun downstairs?" I answered by lifting her up onto the bed and unbuttoning her pants. She had the same black hair as her daughter, but hers formed a very full bush. She fucked me hungrily like she hadn't had a cock in a very long time and was making up for it all in one night. All my conquests in the last year had been hasty afternoon delights, so it was really weired to have a woman sleep over. We were both exhausted from keeping up with the kids and then, well, keeping up with the kids! So we fell asleep within a few minutes after cumming, with her hand wrapped around my still throbbing cock, mine cupped around her full breast, and her hot breath in my ear. --------- I woke the next morning to an enthusiastic blowjob, and after she'd sucked me dry I ate her out. She came twice, both times squeezing the fuck out of my head with her thighs and practically screaming. When she came down from the second time she pulled up on top of her and kissed me, tasting her sweet pussy juices. "Thank you", she whispered. "Even when John was around, he would never do that." "I hope we didn't wake everyone", I answered with a giggle. But when we had gotten ourselves cleaned up and went downstairs there were still kids sprawled all over the living room, snoring. The smell of sizzling bacon finally woke them up, and the few with cars started taking everyone home. Wendy and her mom were the last to leave. "Thanks, Mr. Jenkins!", Wendy said as she gave me a hug on her way out. "Yes, let's do it again soon", added her mom with a wink. When they had left, the kids turned to me. "So, you and Wendy's mom had a good time last night, huh?" "What do you mean?", I asked, bemused. "We could have heard your bed bouncing from outside!", they exclaimed, and gave me our customary high-fives. "And how were your nights?" Jeremy answered with pride: "Sarah let me play with her tits while we watched a movie! Then she jerked me off in the changing room!" More high-fives all around. --------- That night we watched the edited changing room footage: 10 young women changing into and out of their bikinis. There were short girls and tall ones, tiny perky tits and full soft ones, hairless slits, landing strips, and everything in between. And then it turned out that lots of couples had gone to the changing room to fool around. When we had all finished, Eddie asked, "what do you guys think of Laura? Her tits are bigger than Wendy's". It was true. "So?", I asked. "Last night she flashed me and told me I should break up with Wendy." "Do you want to break up with Wendy?" "I don't know. But I'd really like to have sex with Laura." "If you've found a girl who likes you, and who likes to have sex with you, I wouldn't throw that away." "Buy you have a different woman every month!", interjected Jeremy. "I think that might be about to change." --------- Eddie didn't decide to break up with Wendy that night, but by the time the next school year started the romance had run its course as teenage relationships often do, and he did end up dating Laura, and then three other girls before he graduated. Sarah's parents did not approve of her officially dating before she was 16, but when they did things with groups she and Jeremy got some alone time anyway. He had several other girlfriends as well. Of course, we got it all on tape. As for me, I stopped my serial hookups and focused on Wendy's mom. The summer after Jeremy graduated, we got married. It was strange for Eddie and Wendy to be step-siblings who use to fuck, and for me to have jerked off to footage of a girl who became my step-daughter, but it worked out. The kids got married too eventually, and had kids of their own. But a few times each year we still got together for a guy's night to share our best finds from the Internet and our own homemade stuff and rub one more out together.