14-19-Z

Of Fathers and Sons

Mike 32 yo

Robbie Mike's son 10yo

Gayle - Mike's wife

Jack - next door neighbor

Rick - Jack's oldest son - Sandy haired 11 yo

Dave - Mike's youngest son - 9 1/2 yo

Johnson

(bbb, nudity, oral, Mb, inc, MMbbb, anal)

"Dad... Dad! Can I go swimming at Rick and Dave's?"

Mike glanced up from his book to see the three expectant boys. All were barefoot. All were shirtless. All three were all boy boys. Sandy-haired Rick was the oldest at eleven. His own ten year old son, Robbie, was in the middle and Dave was just barely younger than Robbie. The three were practically inseparable.

The next-door boys' father was at work and the two boys' mother was god knows where, but knowing that all three were strong swimmers, it didn't concern Mike that the boys would be unsupervised. Mike also knew that Jack, the neighbor boys' single father wouldn't care, so long as the boys didn't tear up the place. As for Robbie's mother and Mike's wife, Mike knew that she wouldn't approve, "too dangerous", but she was off shopping. It was all up to Mike.

"Yeah, go ahead," Mike told his son, "just be home before your mother and when she gets home, don't say anything about swimming."

"Thanks, Dad! You're the best!" Robbie enthused while Rick and Dave pumped their fists in victory. Of course the three boys expected a positive outcome to their request, as Robbie's dad almost always said yes to them.

All that Saturday morning the three boys had been holed away in Robbie's room playing some video game, hooting and hollering as they dispatched evil after evil. Now with the boys gone, it was all peace and quiet. Better yet, they were out of Mike's way and with his wife off shopping with her friends, he didn't expect her home for hours. For once he had the entire house to himself for the next several hours.

Putting his book down, Mike went back to the study, fired up the PC and careful not to leave a history behind, began browsing through his favorite porn sites. He sampled a couple and then settled in with an incest site to watch a video featuring an older heftier man and a rather skinny teenage boy. The man and the boy didn't look anything like a father/son pair as purported, but that didn't matter, what mattered were the graphic acts of mutual oral sex and sodomy. The explicit video didn't disappointed and Mike blew a huge load well before the video ended.

Having cleaned himself up, Mike put his clothes back on and decided to putter around the house, fixing a few things that needed attention. If he had time, he planned on returning to his computer and viewing more porn before Robbie or his wife came home.

He kept his tools and supplies in an outdoor shed that Mike had built himself. It was a very nice shed too, with a workbench, a loft for storage and lots of shelving loaded with insecticides, fungicides, weed killers and half empty cans of paint. It even had an A/C window unit. Gathering up the required tools and supplies, he fixed a leaky faucet and then a squeaky door before tackling several other minor projects that were on his wife's Honey-Do list.

Each time he went to the shed he could hear the boys next door having a great time. He could hear them, but he couldn't see them, as Jack, his next door neighbor, had installed an eight foot privacy fence with overlapping pickets. Without a ladder to see over the fence, it was quite impossible to see anything on the other side. Not that Mike had a need to spy on Jack, who was not just a neighbor, but a good friend also.

He was returning his cordless power drill to where he stored it when he noticed a loose shingle high up on the roof of his shed. 'Better fix that before the frigging roof starts leaking,' he decided. Using his extension ladder, he managed to reach the loose shingle and in doing so saw the boys swimming... naked.

Only swimming wasn't exactly what they were doing. Robbie, his son was sitting on the side of the pool naked with his feet in the water. Dave was standing in the shallow water. At first Mike couldn't believe his eyes. Dave was giving Robbie a blow job. Then Rick walks up in the nude, straddles Robbie's head and shoves his dick in Robbie's face.

'Shit!' Mike thought silently. 'They're sucking each other off!' Immediately his cock hardened as he watched his own son and the two boys next door engaging in oral sex.

A few moments later, Jack, his neighbor and the two boys' father, walked out onto the deck, naked as the boys were. The nude man sat on a chaise lounge with a beer, and stroking his hard cock, watched the boys blowing each other just a few feet away. Jack took a swig of beer, tilting his head back in the process. That's when he saw Mike peering over the top of his shed and into his backyard. Startled, Jack nearly choked with beer flying from his nostrils.

Mike instinctively ducked under the roofline of his shed. He heard Jack yelling at the boys to, "knock it off, right this minute!" Mike, realizing that it was Jack who had been busted and not him, popped his head up and saw that the boys had scattered into the pool. Jack, he was nowhere to be seen.

"Robbie!" he called out. "Home! Now!"

Realizing that he was in big trouble, Robbie was mortified. Life as he knew it was certainly over; he'd be sent to an orphanage... or worse. That is if he lived that long.

Regardless of the magnitude of his present troubles, the ten year old boy knew not to disobey his father and exited the pool. Mike watched his naked son until he disappeared into the house. Ricky and Davy exited the pool and Mike watched the two naked neighbor boys follow Robbie into the house. With the show over, Mike descended the ladder, the loose shingle all but forgotten.

Once safely back on the ground, Mike pondered his options. He could easily cause big, big trouble for Jack, but what good would that do? No doubt Jack's boys would be taken away from him and put into foster care while Jack's lawyer bled him dry trying to keep his ass out of jail. He liked Jack, he always had. He considered Jack to be a friend, but he didn't know this about him. But now that he did, he wasn't pissed off in the least; surprised certainly, aroused very definitely, but not at all pissed. Besides if he made trouble for Jack and destroyed his family, what good would that do his own son? Robbie sucked dicks. Big deal. That was an indisputable fact. From what Mike saw, Robbie hadn't been forced into it. No matter what happened to Jack and his boys, Mike knew Robbie would continue to suck dicks, so why in the world ruin Jack?

His thoughts bounced from his son to Jack and his two boys. How long has this been going on and how often? How often was the easier to determine, as the three boys were always together. How long... what did that matter? His thoughts returned to Jack. What exactly had he seen Jack do? Sit down and sip a beer. He was naked of course, and whacking off, but what had he actually done? He'd heard Jack tell the boys to knock it off. Maybe he didn't know that Robbie was there. Maybe...

Fat chance he didn't know what was going on! He knew, he knew, Mike reasoned. And more than just knowing, he had allowed it, perhaps he even encouraged it, by an act of omission if nothing else. Proof was that Jack hadn't reacted until he realized that someone was watching.

Still, he hadn't actually done anything. And what if he did? Just the thought made Mike's cock even harder, painfully harder. A mental image formed of Jack being blown by his two boys, by Robbie and then by all three, and as these thoughts formed, Mike's cock began dripping like a leaking faucet, forming a big wet spot on the front of his shorts.

"So that's what's been going on behind that fence," he said out loud. "Is that what goes on inside too? Is that what goes on during every sleep over?

"Yeah, exactly," snorted Mike. It was now all so very clear to him, Jack allows the boys to blow each other while he watches. Maybe he even encourages it! What else does he do?"

Then another thought occurred to him, a thought that made his blood run cold, that of Jack, exposed as an active pederast and desperate for a way out, taking his 9mm from his bed stand, placing it to his temple and... "No!" he nearly shouted. Immediately Mike sprinted to the gate and then sprinted next door.

Jack heard the pounding on the door and heard Mike yelling, "Jack! Jack!"

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Jack mumbled in a panic. He hadn't had a clear thought since he saw Mike up on the roof of his shed. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" The pounding on the door continued and his neighbor continued to shout his name. His life was over. Hard jail time loomed in the near future.

"He's going to kill me," he said as the three frightened boys looked on while they scrambled to dress.

There was a loud thud at the front door and then another. Suddenly there was a loud splintering sound as the door jamb failed. Another thud and the front door flew open.

"Mike! I'm sorry, Mike! I'm sorry! It's not what it looks like," pleaded Jack. "Let me explain!"

Stepping inside, Mike was relieved to see that Jack hadn't done anything rash... yet. He also noted the fear in his neighbor's eyes and that surprised him.

"It's not what it looks like," Jack desperately repeated.

"It was a three-way kiddie-suck-a-thon while you watched," Mike said evenly. "And don't tell me you didn't realize what was going on. You were naked too, naked and your hard-on left no doubt that you were enjoying the show. Hell, you were jacking off watching them."

"Please, Mike, let me explain."

"What's there to explain? The boys suck each off and you not only let them, but you watch them. Tell me, Jack, do they suck you off too? Does Robbie suck your cock when he's over here?"

Jack stood mute, his eyes revealing his inner panic.

"He does, doesn't he? You have my boy suck your cock. Do you suck his cock in return?"

"Mike...."

"Yeah, you suck his cock. Do you fuck him in the ass?"

"No!"

"I don't believe you, Jack. And quite frankly, I don't blame you either. Boys do that sort of thing. I know I did when I was growing up and I suspect you did too."

Mike paused and then looked back at the ruined door. "Sorry about the door, Jack. I didn't want you blowing your brains out just because you like boys.

"Fuck! I need a beer, Jack. I need a beer in the worst way."

"You want a beer?" Jack asked incredulously.

"Damned right I want a beer. It's not every day that I discover that my neighbor is actually doing the things I have only dreamed about doing."

Mike and Jack had a talk over a beer out by the pool while their boys disappeared into the kids' room. Jack steadfastly maintained that he had never touched any of the boys, only watched them running around naked and sucking each other's dicks. Mike wasn't buying it, but what could he do? 'He's just covering his ass,' Mike thought as he drained the last of his beer, 'and I can't blame him for that.'

Knowing Jack wasn't about to budge without some damaging supporting evidence, Mike went home to fetch his tools and some scrap wood , then he returned to fix Jack's front door. It wasn't a pretty job, but it would do until Mike and Jack replaced the door jamb. By the time they were finished, Gayle, Mike's wife, pulled into their drive from shopping. To Jack's relief, Mike's probing was put on hold.

*****

Gayle was some upset when Mike and Robbie entered the house. "I just got call from Dad's neighbor. He's had a bad fall, Mike. I've got to go and help him out."

"You can't drive there tonight," Mike wisely said. "It's too long of a drive for you at night. Your dad, he's in the hospital, right?"

"Yes, Surgeons General," Gayle replied, the worry plainly evident on her face.

"Then he's in good hands tonight. You can wait and go tomorrow."

"I suppose you're right, Mike," Gayle said.

Then she added, "I'm too upset to fix supper. Can we just order a pizza tonight?"

"Sure, honey, that'll be fine. Why don't you go start packing your bags. How long do you think you'll be?"

"I have no idea, Mike. A few days, a week, maybe several weeks."

"Stay as long as you need and want. We'll be fine here, won't we, Robbie?" Robbie was still too frightened of what his father was going to do to him to answer.

Before the pizza arrived and while Gayle began packing, Mike took Robbie outside for a father/son talk where they wouldn't be overheard.

"Robbie, you're not in any trouble, son, so just relax. Don't give your mom any reason to think that something has happened or that there's something up. Just act normal. It's okay, son. It's okay."

"Okay, Dad."

"Now, I have a fairly good idea of what's going on at Mr. Jack's. I was a kid once and did pretty much the same things you're doing now. I know that you and Rick and Dave play with each other. I know that Mr. Jack allows it. And I know that Mr. Jack likes to watch you boys blowing each other." That much he did know for certain, but then he twisted the truth with, "I also got Jack to admit that his boys suck him off and that Jack sucks them too." Mike paused and observed his son's reaction concluding that he was right on this score about Jack.

He then continued, "What I want to know, what I need to know, Robbie is whether or not Jack has you blow him too." Robbie looked down at his feet unwilling to answer.

"Look at me, Robbie. Do you suck Mr. Jack's dick too?"

"I'm not supposed to talk about it with anyone," the boy pleaded.

"That answers my question, Robbie. You do suck off Mr. Jack. You swallow his load too?"

"Yes, sir," the ten year old boy answered in a whisper.

"Damn... Does he make you to suck his cock?"

"No, not really."

"You just do it."

"Kinda, I suppose."

"He asks you or does he just stick his cock into your face."

"Both."

"I figured as much.

"One more question, and answer me honestly and straightforwardly. Do you enjoy sucking Mr. Jack's cock?"

"Yes. It's bigger than Rick or Dave's. And it shoots stuff."

Mike glanced around to be certain that Gayle wasn't lurking about ease dropping. "Okay, that's cool. Tell me, would you like to be sucking my cock too?"

"Really? You'd let me do that?"

"Yes, I would. In fact, I'd enjoy it very much, just as much as Mr. Jack enjoys it. Mr. Jack sucks you too, doesn't he? Well, I'll suck your dick too. Would you like for me to suck your dick? You suck me and I'll suck you... that's what you do at Mr. Jack's isn't it?"

" Wow, Dad! You'd do that too? I never knew that you were so cool."

"Of course we can't do that when your mother's around, but we'll find plenty of opportunities to do just that; I'm certain of it."

Mike reached out and took his son's genitals into his hand, fondling his boy through the fabric of his play shorts. "Yeah, I'd do that," Mike replied huskily. "If your mother wasn't here, we could blow each other right now."

Mike released Robbie's dick and thrust his hand down the front of his son's shorts, gripping the boy's bare organ. "You like this sort of thing, don't you? I like it too, son.

"Now, like Mr. Jack said, don't ever discuss this with anyone."

"I can't tell Rick or Dave or Mr. Jack?"

"Not just now, Robbie," the father replied while giving his son's cock a gentle squeeze, "They'll know soon enough. Meanwhile this is just between you and me."

"You want me to do you now, Dad?"

"Yes, I do, but not with your mother around. I was planning on going to Jack's tonight to 'watch a baseball game,' but with your grandfather hurt and your mother so upset, best we put it off until tomorrow after she's gone.

"Now, let's go back inside, the pizza guy will be here in a few minutes. Remember, around your mother, act as if nothing unusual has happened."

"Sure thing, Dad," Robbie replied with a grin as he reached out and felt his father's hard prick.

"Gee, Dad, you sure are hard... and big."

Reluctantly Mike withdrew his hand from Robbie's shorts. "Now go get a shirt on, boy. You know how your mother is."

With the pizza delivered, Mike, Gayle and Robbie sat down to eat in relative silence. Gayle had her father on her mind, Robbie did his best to act normally while Mike had other things occupying his mind. But Robbie wasn't acting exactly normal. Usually he had lots to say, but not tonight;, tonight he didn't want to say anything lest he say the wrong thing. His mother was appreciative that her son was wearing a shirt while they ate and noticed the boy's unusual behavior, but she put his quiet demeanor down as concern for his grandfather.

While he ate, Mike tried to will away his unruly erection. He was supposed to be worried about his father-in-law, but the prospect of having Robbie available to service him from now on was just too delicious. Robbie had indeed told him what he really needed to know, mainly that he liked sucking cock.

As for Jack, even after being exposed, he wasn't forthcoming as to what happened between himself and the boys, maintaining the fiction that he merely watched the boys during boy sex. Now Mike knew for certain that Jack had his boys and Robbie suck his cock and Jack had sucked Robbie's little cock in return. What else had Jack done? Sodomy? Why didn't Jack just tell him? Then he realized that Jack was still unsure of Mike's true intentions. Jack could still deny any direct involvement with Robbie, but once he admitted to it, there was no going back.

'It's really quite simple,' Mike realized. 'Jack doesn't trust me on this. Truth be told, if I was in his position, I'd do the same.'

"Robbie," Mike said suddenly breaking the silence at the table, "You don't need to be worried about your grandfather. I'm sure he'll be okay. So for tonight, why don't you spend the night with Rick and Dave? I'm sure Mr. Jack won't mind."

"Do you really think that's such a good idea?" Gayle asked.

"Yes, Robbie needs a distraction right now and spending the night with Rick and Dave will keep his mind off his grandfather. Besides, I'm sure we have lots to talk about once you speak to the nurse this evening, and Robbie doesn't need to hear all that."

"I suppose, you're right, Mike. You're always right."

Robbie was genuinely surprised by this turn of events. His dad was serious about what they had talked about. Best of all, this proved that his dad had no reservations about the naked games that seemed to be a fixture next door.

With dinner finished, Mike and Robbie cleared the table while Gayle went to finish packing.

Mike silently signaled Robbie to follow him and slipped out the back door. A moment later, they were in his tool shed. Even though it was eight o'clock there was still enough light coming through the window that they didn't need the lights on. Quickly Mike unzipped his shorts and pushed them, along with his briefs, down to his ankles. Robbie's eyes immediately went to his father's erect cock.

"Suck my dick, Robbie," the father huskily instructed his son. "Your mom won't be looking for us in here."

Robbie dropped to his knees before his half naked father and took his large mature organ into his small hand.

"Suck it, boy."

Mike's nostril's flared and the pupils of his eyes dilated as he watched his son take the fat head of his stiff cock between his lips.

"Oh, fuck," the father hissed as his velvety smooth cock crown was enveloped with the warm wetness of his boy's mouth. "Oh, fuck," he whispered over and over as his well practiced son expertly fellated him. Mike had been very aroused all afternoon and evening since his happenchance discovery. That and the fact that this sex act was utterly taboo conspired to quickly sap him of his stamina.

Robbie felt his father's meaty rod begin to pulse and with it, his mouth was filled with the jetting man-milk from his own father's ejaculating cock. "Oh, fuck," he heard his father say rather loudly. "Oh, fuck!"

For Mike, it was over all too quickly, but he had the relief he so desperately needed. His cock softened in his son's sucking maw and Mike had to make the boy stop sucking. Bathed in the afterglow of a great cum, Mike had presence of mind to tell Robbie to go directly to Mr. Jack's and to enjoy himself.

Mike pulled up his pants and checking to make sure the coast was clear, sent Robbie on his way with his blessings to be molested through the night by the next door neighbor. As his boy slipped through the gate, Mike called Jack on his cell phone.

"Jack, this is Mike...

"You don't need to apologize, Jack, I understand, I really do understand.

"Listen, I'm sending Robbie over as token of my good intentions... Yes, that's right. He's going to spend the night. Enjoy him...

"That's right. I'm fine with you having sex with him, so long as he's agreeable. One caveat... I get reciprocal privileges with your two boys. What you do with or to my son, I get to do with or to your sons and vice versa... Agreed?...

"Excellent. I'll see you tomorrow after Gayle leaves to go see her father... The old fart fell and is in the hospital. She'll be gone for two days or more. That will give us plenty of time for you and me to come to a complete understanding...

"Like I told you, Jack, enjoy him. He just gave me a blowjob, Jack. I know all about you and the boys." Of course Mike really didn't know "all about" Jack and the boys, just the oral sex part.

*****

With Gayle packed and ready to go first thing in the morning, Mike put on a girlie flick to keep his wife distracted so that she'd leave him alone to his own thoughts. He wondered what was happening next door, and wondered if Jack was buggering Robbie right that very moment. He wasn't at all sure how he felt about that. On the one hand, it was a terrific turn on for him; on the other hand, maybe it wasn't such a good idea.

He thought back to when he just a little older than Robbie was now, about Rick's age. He cut grass for spending money. There was a customer, Mr. Joe, who he remembered very well. He wasn't known to Mike as Mr. Joe and then later as simply Joe, until after Mike became very familiar with him. Mr. Johnson was an older man who was a teacher and who lived alone. Every Saturday morning Mike cut his grass.

Mr. Johnson was very particular about how Mike cut his grass. For one thing, he insisted that Mike use his equipment, something which made it a lot easier for Mike, as he didn't need to haul his mower, gas can and rake all the way to Mr. Johnson's and back. Johnson insisted that he cut it one way and then cut it again across the grain of the first cutting, thereby insuring a nice smooth cut. He also insisted that Mike go barefoot and without a shirt when he cut the grass. Mike didn't know what that had to do getting a nice smooth cut, but he did it anyway.

Another thing about Mr. Johnson was that he closely watched Mike cutting the grass and didn't hesitate to correct him about every little thing, touching Mike's bare shoulder or his sweaty bare back as he gave Mike minute instructions. Then once Mike was finished, Mr. Johnson washed the grass off his legs with a garden hose.

Once the days got hotter, Mike worked up quite a sweat. Mr. Johnson suggested that Mike needed a complete rinse off. The first time, he simply hosed Mike down and then sent him on his way with wet shorts. The shorts, being made of denim, took a long time to dry. The following week he told Mr. Johnson that the impromptu backyard hose off felt great, but that he didn't like being wet for hours afterwards. Mr. Johnson suggested a simple solution and off came the shorts to remain dry while he washed down the naked boy.

"Why don't you stay for lunch," Mr. Johnson suggested. "I have some cold fried chicken inside, some potato salad and fresh lemonade." That all sounded pretty good to Mike.

He agreed and then started to put his shorts on again. Mr. Johnson stopped him, taking his shorts and underwear from his hand. "Tell you what, Mike," Mr. Johnson said as he held the boy's clothes. "You're not particularly shy about being naked, now are you? How about if you stay as you are during lunch."

"Uh, I don't think my mom would like that," Mike replied.

"Then don't tell her," the older man replied.

"How about this? I'll pay you an extra ten dollars to stay naked with me."

"Ten dollars? You've got a deal, Mr. Johnson!"

Mike stayed with Joe Johnson for several hours that afternoon and allowed the man to molest him at will, never saying no to whatever Mr. Joe wanted. In the coming weeks he also became a Saturday afternoon regular at Mr. Joe's and soon discovered he wasn't the only butt boy in the teacher's harem of boys. At first he was the youngest of the boy-toys, but as the years passed, he became one of the oldest.

****

"Ten dollars," Mike muttered under his breath. "I sold my ass for ten bucks."

"Did you say something, dear?" Gayle asked.

"Uh, no. I didn't say anything."

"You muttered something about selling something for ten dollars."

"Uh, no. I didn't."

"Then stop playing with yourself. It's vulgar."

"Uh, sorry, I didn't realize..."

"Robbie is always doing that too," his wife complained. "I suppose he's seen you doing it."

"Sorry, I wasn't aware of it."

Mike excused himself from his wife and went outside. He was sorely tempted to go next door, but thought better of it, lest he raise Gayle's suspicions. Instead he went into his tool shed and masturbated while reliving those moments in the past, of Johnson's cock raping his willing mouth and plundering his young ass.

It went on for several years and then abruptly stopped when his parents moved the family to another state. By then he was ready to start high school, girls were suddenly more interesting and he left his cock sucking/ass fucking days behind him. Not completely, but he was no longer actively into other boys or men.

Now. like an alcoholic who had fallen off the wagon, he was suddenly a player again with willing illicit sex partners readily available. It was as if the alcoholic, after taking that first drink in years, had been promised the free run of a liquor store.

With his cock sated for the moment, Mike returned to the house. He couldn't stand returning to his wife's girlie flick and instead retired to the study and tried to resume reading his book. After the events of the day, try as he may, he couldn't get back into the book. He considered firing up the PC, but decided that wasn't a wise thing to do. Then he came up with a plan. He'd wait until Gayle was fast asleep and then sneak over to Jack's for some man-boy sex. She was a sound sleeper, so he convinced himself that it would work. All he had to do now was wait... and wait... and wait.

The movie was long over and it was well past Gayle's normal bedtime, but she couldn't relax thinking of her father. The nurse had said he hadn't broken anything and for that she was thankful, but he had torn some ligaments, which may need surgical repair. So she lay awake beside her husband, talking to him, but not getting much response. That wasn't all that unusual, so it didn't cause her to wonder what was on Mike's mind.

Mike hadn't heard a thing his wife was saying as his mind wandered once again back to that at first day with Mr. Joe.

*****

It was incredibly naughty to Mike to be walking around inside Mr. Johnson's house totally naked. Naughty and oddly arousing, but once he had sat down at the table to eat lunch, his nudity was more or less forgotten. With lunch finished, Mike expected to go back outside, put his clothes on and then go home, but Mr. Johnson asked him if he wanted to stay and hang around for a little while before going home. Instinctively he knew better than to stay, but it was fun going about naked in the teacher's house.

Johnson had Mike sit on his sofa and then sat beside him to show Mike a photo book about insects. This book had close up photos and scanning electron microscope photos of insects which showed the little bugs as miniature monsters. The photos were intriguing to Mike, but were soon forgotten when he noticed the hand rubbing his bare thigh. He pretended to ignore the stroking hand, but his little cock did not. Mr. Johnson also noticed the physiological response to his touch.

Johnson took the book away and sat it upon the coffee table, stripping the boy of his ruse of unconcern. "You don't mind me touching you like this, do you?" he asked the boy. "I'll stop if you want me to."

"No, I don't mind," Mike answered, unsure if he really minded or not.

"You're sure? Your your dick says you like it," Johnson added. "You like being naked?"

"Uh, I guess."

"You guess? Either you like being naked or you don't."

"Well, yeah, I do."

"I thought so, otherwise you wouldn't have hung around nude with me. To tell you the truth, Mike, I like having you naked with me. I like touching you too"

Mike was certain that he shouldn't be doing this with this man, but he was a teacher and he had always trusted his teachers. Still, he suspected that his mother wouldn't approve of any of this, but how would his mother know unless he told her?

"Is it okay if I touch you like this?" the man asked as his hand rose up Mike's thigh and briefly dug into the junction of his thigh and his groin, grazing his balls. Mike answered by spreading his legs apart slightly to allow easier access for the wandering hand.

"Yeah, you like this, don't you? Tell me the truth or I'll stop." The hand was briefly removed.

"You don't have to stop," Mike replied in a low whisper.

"Then you do like me touching you."

"Yes, it feels good. But... I kinda feel funny too."

"I take it that it's a good kind of funny feeling."

Mike didn't have time to answer a simple 'yes' before Johnson's hand ran back up his legs and cupped his hairless genitals. "That feels good too, doesn't it," the teacher stated rather than asked as he began fondling Mike's stiff pecker and balls. Within mere moments he was lying back on the sofa while both hands were all over him. It all felt so good.

As Mike relived that moment, he couldn't recall how long Joe molested him before taking his little cock into his mouth, but he did remember just how good that felt! Nor could Mike remember how long Mr. Joe sucked on him before pulling off. What he did remember was Mr. Joe stripping off all his clothes and then going down on him again.

Joe pulled off Mike, lay back on the sofa opposite to Mike and invited him to touch and explore his mature body if he wanted to. Mike wanted to and soon had his first feel of a grown man's cock. He was encouraged to examine it closely, to feel, to smell and then to taste the big organ. Mere tasting quickly became wholesale cock sucking. From the very moment his lips molded about Mr. Joe's cockhead, Mike loved how it felt to have a cock in his mouth.

*****

Next thing Mike knew, it was morning. The last thing he remembered was from years ago, the remembered feel of a cock in his mouth.

'I've got to get her up and out of here,' he thought lying in bed with the first rays of the morning sun streaming through the bedroom window.

He watched the dust motes in the rays of light for some minutes as they floated about randomly, while slowly rubbing his morning erection. He waited for Gayle to wake up and head out, but she was sound asleep. He waited and waited and his mind drifted back to Joe Johnson taking him for the first time.

*****

It was all so hazy now thinking back across the years. He remembered Joe ejaculating into his mouth and how alarmed he was about that, but Joe told him that it wouldn't hurt him in anyway and to just swallow it.

"It's not pee," Joe explained. "It's semen, from my nuts, and it's mostly protein, sort like a milk shake. It's what a woman needs to make a baby. In a few years your balls will ripen and you too will start producing it. Meanwhile, just enjoy it."

They paused for some ice cream to remove the taste of cum from Mike's mouth. At some point they wound up in Joe's bed and ass play was introduced. Just as he enjoyed being felt up, Mike enjoyed the feel of Joe's hand deep between his ass cheeks and especially liked having his asshole rubbed and probed. It was even dirtier and naughtier than what they had just done before. Slippery stuff was spread over his anus and Mike enjoyed how that felt. The probing became increasingly more aggressive. But when the greased finger truly violated him, it wasn't an entirely pleasant experience. It didn't exactly hurt, but felt really strange and somewhat uncomfortable, but the more Joe played in his ass, the better it felt. Soon Mike liked it and was pushing back to get the finger deeper into him.

The finger was withdrawn completely and Mike began to miss it. Then something fat wedged in between his ass cheeks and finding his anal portal, pressed into it. Mike knew what it was, Joe's prick, but he wasn't sure what Joe was going to do. It felt pretty good just pressing up against his asshole, and then felt even better as it began spreading him open. Suddenly Joe lunged and the cock head popped inside his anal ring. That took his breath away.

Mike moaned loudly with Joe's cock head inside his ass. It wasn't any bigger than a large turd, so it really didn't hurt, it just felt very odd. Joe remained still, allowing the boy's anus to adjust to the intrusion. After a few minutes, Joe removed his cock.

"I think it's time that you went home, Mike," Joe had said rather suddenly. A few minutes later he was out in the backyard looking for his underwear, his shorts, his shoes and his shirt. Dressed he waved his goodbye to the naked man standing in the open backdoor. Then he mounted his bicycle and rode home, none the worse for wear and eager to do it all again the next Saturday.

*****

He dozed off and the next thing he knew it was mid morning. Gayle had stirred and had woken him. 'At last,' he thought. 'Just don't dilly dally around, woman,' he said to himself, hoping that his brain could influence her behavior for once in his life.

If you had asked Gayle, she had overslept and she was hurrying as fast as she could. If you had asked Mike, she was fiddle farting around. To Mike, it seemed she'd never leave, but of course she eventually did.

To help get his wife on her way to her injured father, Mike fixed breakfast for them, something that Gayle took as a sign of his love and concern. It helped, but it was still a while before she was on her way. Meanwhile Mike sat at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee and thinking back.

*****

Mike returned to cut Mr. Johnson's grass the following Saturday. The grass cutting was as before, barefoot and shirtless with Johnson nitpicking every least little thing. But when he moved to the backyard, things did change. The backyard was very private with a high privacy fence plus lots of lush shrubbery along the fence.

With the gate closed, Mike began mowing, but Mr. Johnson stopped him. "Take off the rest of your clothes," he was instructed. "No one can see you, except for me of course and I want you naked." Mike shrugged, stripped and went about his job while Johnson sat and watched. For Mike, it felt so very odd to be outside, naked and cutting grass. But, as the minutes ticked past, he became more and more comfortable about it and at times, even aroused.

With the yard done and all the equipment stowed in the shed, Johnson rinsed off his naked yard boy, only Johnson was now naked too. But what Mike remembered the most was that Johnson didn't just simply hose him off, he soaped him up too, taking care to clean his feet and legs, and making sure his ass was squeaky clean too. Having soapy hands all over him would have been memorable enough, but Johnson wasn't satisfied with just that and ran a soapy finger up his young ass. Then as he finger fucked the boy outside, in plain view of God and anyone else who cared to peer down into Johnson's backyard, he masturbated the boy with his other hand until Mike had a dry cum.

He didn't pay Mike ten dollars to stay naked with him that day, but Mike stayed anyway. That ten dollar nude inducement was a onetime deal only. He did however pay him generously for mowing the grass.

With lunch over and both man and boy naked and ready, it was time for sex games. Mr. Joe sat Mike up on the table and then proceeded to blow the boy for a few minutes. He pulled off and instructed Mike to lie back. Mr. Joe grasped his legs and pushed them back. Then to Mike's shock, Mr. Joe put his face in the boy's ass and began analingus on him. This was so dirty and nasty, but being a boy, Mike loved dirty and nasty things. The ass licking was interrupted here and there for a cock and ball sucking, then Johnson's mouth returned to lave over Mike's asshole.

When Johnson stood up, Mike thought the ass licking was over, but Johnson had him stay put and holding his legs up and back while he retrieved a tube KY Jelly from the kitchen counter. Mike watched as the man greased up his steely erection while he smiled down at Mike. Then Mike jumped as a glob of cold KY made contact with his asshole. Mike held himself open as Mr. Joe worked the lube into his bunghole.

As he sat drinking his coffee, Mike clearly remembered the sight of Johnson's cock pressing into his anus. Suddenly it was in. Johnson held still, his cock crown lodged behind Mike's sphincter with the boy's asshole stretched around the girth of the invading cock.

"Tell me when you're ready," Mr. Joe instructed.

'Ready, ready for what?' the boy thought. "Okay," he replied not realizing what was to come.

Then he felt the cock pressing into him deeper, and between his legs he watched as the cock penetrated deep into his body. It was uncomfortable to be sure, and he grunted his discomfort. The cock moved in deeper and Mike squirmed in a fruitless attempt to ward off the invader or at least slow it down, but Johnson wasn't deterred. It wasn't until Johnson was balls deep in Mike's ass that Mike voiced an objection, but by then it was too late. Technically he may have lost his virginity the week before, but that was just an exploratory venture. He could have decided not to return, but he had and now he was going to be ass fucked.

The teacher's cock withdrew and pressed back in. Mike's first real ass fucking began.

*****

Mike's daydream was interrupted when Gayle called to him to help her with her bags. Halleluiah! A few minutes later he was waving his goodbyes as she backed out the garage. He watched for another moment until her car disappeared from his sight. With the garage door lowered, he went next door.

*****

Jack heard the knocking at the front door, rose from the sofa and slipped on a pair of gym shorts.

"You boys stay put," he said as walked to the foyer.

Looking through the peephole, he could see that it was Mike. He opened the dead bolt, removed the safety chain and opened the door. Neither man said anything as Mike slipped inside and door was closed and locked behind him.

Jack led Mike into the media room where the boys were watching SpongeBob Square Pants on Jack's enormous flat screen TV. The sight of the three nude boys, lying prone side by side, hands under their chins, stiffened his cock and made Mike pause to enjoy the sight. His son Robbie, looked over his shoulder, waved and nonchalantly greeted his dad.

Jack's two boys also looked back and greeted, "Hi, Mr. Mike." The three then turned their attention back to the cartoon show, as if everything was perfectly normal and for Jack's house, everything was perfectly normal.

Mike soaked up the scandalous sight, forming a memory that would forever be imprinted in his brain for the remainder of his lifetime. All three boys had nice rounded buttocks, but Rick was the oldest and the heavier of the three and his bubble butt was the nicest. His legs were slightly spread too, giving a tantalizing glimpse of his nut sack.

"Would you like a cup of coffee, Mike?" Jack asked in a most casual manner.

"Uh, yeah... sure."

"You like it black, don't you?"

"Yeah, black will be fine," Mike answered without breaking his gaze.

"Be right back. Make yourself comfortable and enjoy the show."

Mike sat on the sofa and indeed enjoyed the show, not the obnoxious cartoon show, but enjoyed the live show of boy flesh before him. He studied each of boy's smooth asses. It took all the will power he could muster to keep his hard cock in his pants, but that didn't stop him from fondling himself.

Even though Rick had the most shapely ass of the three boys, Mike's attention was drawn to Dave's butt. Dave's lower cleft seemed to glisten in the light as if there was a wet spot. Mike suddenly realized what it was... lube. For Mike, the implications were profound; the young boy had so recently engaged in ass play that he was still slippery with lube. Question was, who had been playing with that ass this morning? His brother? Robbie? Or had it been the boy's father?

"Here's your coffee, Mike," he heard as though the voice was far, far away. Mike turned in the direction of Jack's voice where Jack was holding out a cup of hot coffee to him.

"Thanks," Mike muttered taking the cup, his attention returning to the three naked boys laid out before him.

"Beautiful, aren't they," Jack commented.

"Yes, they are," Mike agreed. He wasn't used to thinking of boys as being beautiful, but Jack was right, au natural, the naked boys were beautiful to behold.

"You know, it's a relief to have this out in the open with you, Mike. I've known that someday you might find out and I wasn't at all confident of the outcome. Robbie told me what had happened last night in your tool shed. I must admit, I never expected that. You always struck me as a straight arrow."

"I guess I'm not so straight," Mike replied.

"No, you're not, my friend. And neither am I. We're a lot alike, you and me, Mike. A lot alike. I appreciate you sending Robbie over to spend the night. He's quite receptive, you know."

"And your boys? Are they quite receptive too?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, they are," Jack replied with a chuckle. "And how about you, Mike? As a boy, were you receptive?"

"You could say that."

"Are you still receptive?"

"Jack, you'd be in jail this morning if I weren't receptive," laughed Mike.

"Maybe... maybe not. But I am definitely glad I don't have to worry about it anymore, and believe me, I was worried about it."

"Glad to put your mind at ease, Jack. Tell me, how did you get into boys."

"I suppose I've always been into boys. I was a receptive boy myself at one time. As for the here and now, a year ago or so I stumbled upon my boys in a very compromising situation. I thought it was my duty as their father to put their minds at ease."

"What about Robbie?"

"He was receptive too, not that I suggested anything to him. He was spending the night, running around naked like my two boys and one thing led to another."

"How long ago was that?"

"Let's see. My ex went to jail two years ago or so. I caught the boys a year later. Couldn't have been more than a month after that when it became clear that Robbie was receptive. Come to find out, it was Robbie who introduced my boys to sex games."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really. I swear, your boy loves to suck cock more than any other kid I know, and I know a few kids biblically speaking."

"You do?"

"Yeah. Even before I started messing with the boys I was, shall we say, making contacts with like minded men who had boys available. Guys like me, who enjoy watching their boys almost as much as participating with them."

The cartoon show was over and the three boys sat up and looked back at their elders.

"Look at those three," Jack said. "Eager beavers all. Your choice, Mike. Who do you want first? No, let me treat you."

Jack turned to the expectant boys and called out to his youngest, "Davey, come here, son." Dave immediately stood up and approached the two men on the sofa.

"Mr. Mike is very overdressed, don't you think? Why don't you help him get comfortable?"

Dave grinned and nodded, happy that for once, his father let him do something before his older brother had done it.

The naked nine-and-a-half year old boy immediately set about removing Mike's tennis shoes and socks. Then he pulled up Mike's t-shirt and standing on the sofa, pulled it over his head, his little cocklet just inches from Mike's face. It was all Mike could do not to grab the kid and seize his cute little pecker between his lips.

Having stripped Robbie's dad to the waist, Dave got down to the serious business of removing the man's shorts. Once he had been unbuttoned and unzipped, Mike helped out by raising his butt off the sofa and with practiced ease, Dave pulled the man's shorts and underwear off his hips in one motion. Mere seconds later, the offending shorts and underwear were sent flying to the amusement of all three boys.

Without prompting of any sort, Dave crawled up onto Mike's lap. For a moment Mike didn't touch the boy, but when Jack urged, "Go ahead, touch him, feel him up, and molest him. He's yours to do with as you please. My gift to you, Mike, in appreciation for your gift of Robbie to me."

With some doubts about what was and wasn't permissible, Mike's hands roamed at will across the smooth skin of the bare boy while the young boy's father sat next to them and watched. Special attention was given to the boy's smooth rump and little boner. It didn't take long before Mike's wandering hand encountered the stickiness between the kid's taut butt cheeks.

Mike stopped with his hand wedged into Dave's butt crack. "Is this what I think it is?" he asked the boy's father.

"Yes, that's his ass," Jack quipped.

"I know that, Jack. The kid's got his ass lubed. Is that from earlier or is that for me?"

"Both. I just think it's good for a boy's ass to be well lubricated. Don't you?

"Now, if your thinking that I did that, you'd be wrong. The boys know how to play and they were playing just before you arrived."

"I see," Mike replied as he gently pressed into the giggling boy's readily yielding asshole. But Mike didn't see. Did Jack cornhole the boys, including Robbie, or not? He suspected that he did, but he didn't know for sure.

Dave wiggled away from him and stood on the sofa, pressing his little dick in Mike's face. This was no time to hold a conversation with the boy's father. The feel of the small stiff prick felt divine between Mike's lips and the taste was clean and fresh. As he worked his lips and tongue on the kid's juvenile organ, Mike gripped the boy's ass with both hands, his fingers kneading the meaty flesh of his gluts as he gently sucked and laved the little cock.

With his face buried in the kid's groin, he couldn't see, but he certainly felt the pair of warm wet lips surround the head of his raging hard-on. The pleasuring mouth was small, but well experienced. He really couldn't tell if it was his own son sucking his dick or Jack's older boy. It really didn't matter to Mike who was sucking him, as the entire lurid scene was totally wicked, especially with the father of one or both boys looking on.

When Dave stepped to the side, Mike's mouth remained attached to the boy's dick. Mike felt the sofa shake and then opposite to Dave, another naked groin with a young hard prick was pressed and rubbed into the side of his face. Reluctantly he let Dave's little prick slip from his mouth and turned to take the new boy prick offered to him. Glancing up briefly before sucking in the new cock to the root, he saw that it was his own son Robbie's dick that he was now sucking. This was now beyond totally wicked.

While sucking his son for the first time, Mike felt Dave move off the sofa. A moment later the mouth sucking his adult cock was removed and in its place another young mouth which Mike surmised to be Dave's mouth. The sofa shook again and he felt the naked presence before Rick's cock was shoved into his face. Releasing Robbie's cock, Mike turned his head and took Rick's young stiff organ between his lips.

Three boys to suck and three boys to suck him... how could anything be better than this? For several minutes he switched from side to side, alternately sucking his son Robbie and then sucking Jack's son, Rick. Mike's only regret was that he couldn't simultaneously watch the cock sucking spectacle like Jack was.

He turned away from Robbie for the fourth or fifth time and again took up sucking Rick's cock. He felt Robbie move off the sofa. A mere moment later he felt Robbie takeover sucking Mike's big organ from little Dave. Again he felt the sofa shake and he thought that Dave would soon be presenting his little cock to him again for oral pleasuring. Releasing Rick's prick, he turned to the other side expecting Dave's cock to pop into his mouth. At first it was a shock to realize the cock being shoved between his open lips wasn't a boy's cock, it was large mature cock, Jack's cock and it was already raping his mouth. He wasn't repelled by the thought of blowing Jack, it's just that he somehow never thought of it. He was there to suck and be sucked by boys, not his burly neighbor, but now that adult cock sucking had been added to the salacious mix, Mike embraced it gusto. Suddenly he was the boys' age, sucking Joe Johnson or one of Joe's friends with a large cock filling his mouth, something he hadn't experienced since he was a boy.

Mike tried to switch back to Rick's young prick, but Jack wasn't having any of it, holding Mike's head in his powerful hands as he fucked Mike's mouth. Every few thrusts, Jack pressed in deep, hitting the back of Mike's throat and causing him to gag. Soon foamy spittle was hanging in long strands from Mike's chin, a sight the three boys found interesting.

Suddenly Jack stopped his assault and waited to see how Mike responded. Once Mike had regained some control over the situation, all the techniques learned from Mr. Joe came back in a rush.

To Jack, the sensuous tongue action along his cock tube felt absolutely exquisite and he settled in to enjoy a superb blowjob from a very experienced cock sucker, never realizing just how out of practice Mike really was. The snakelike tongue slithered all over Jack's cock, from the tip and downward and back and over the spongy glans, returning again and again to the sensitive area of the juncture of cock tube and cock crown, inexorably drawing Jack nearer and nearer to release.

Before he blew his wad into his neighbor's mouth, Jack pulled off. Like a boy seeking praise from his molester, Mike looked up at Jack, but Jack wasn't paying any attention to him, instead he was guiding Mike's son's lips to the big male organ that Mike had just sucked, and watched as Jack's cock disappeared between Robbie's lips. It was more than Mike could take and with an intense rush, he ejaculated into young Davy's mouth.

Jack too was swept away by the utter depravity he had orchestrated this morning and with a bearish growl, unloaded into the neighbor kid's sucking maw. On the second jet he pulled out just enough to hose down the kid's face while the kid's father watched and then shoved his still spurting organ back into the willing boy's mouth to finish.

Spent, Jack pulled away from Robbie and flopped down on the sofa next to the boy's father. Looking over to Mike, Jack declared, "Damn, that was great!"

"Yeah, it really was," Mike agreed with a grin.

"Your kid's a good dick sucker, Mike. I suppose he takes after you. Did you teach him the art of fellatio?"

"No, I didn't. I swear, I didn't know that he was into this shit until yesterday."

"Well somebody taught him and taught him well. He's always been very closed mouth about that... rather protective of somebody. Believe me I've asked, but he's very tight lipped and that's something that I appreciate and respect."

"Well, I don't know who it could be, Jack. Not a clue, but it wasn't me. You sure that it wasn't you?"

"No, like I said, he introduced Ricky and Davy to boy sex. It wasn't until after I knew about Davy and Rick did I find out about Robbie. The rest is history as they say."

"Tell me something, Jack. I need to know."

"Sure. What is it?"

"Do you bugger the boys?"

Jack replied, "Would it bother you if I did?

"Don't answer just yet. Think about it."

Mike did think about it and his cock swelled. Jack's hand surrounded Mike's stiff prick. "No, it wouldn't bother you, would it? You seem rather turned on by the thought of it."

Mike glanced at the three boys who were watching as Jack played with his unruly dick. "Yeah," he replied huskily. "The thought does intrigue me."

Jack laughed and let go of Mike's raging hard-on. Turning to the boys, he said, "Rick, get the ass lube and let Mr. Mike sample some of your boy pussy."

Rick sprang into action and a moment later was slathering fuck grease all over Mike's renewed steely erection. Then facing him, the boy straddled his hips grinning, and guided Mike's cock to his waiting asshole. Mike felt the his cock crown nestle between the boy's cheeks and press against his anus. The boy, now balancing himself with his hands on Mike's shoulders, wiggled a little and his anus blossomed open. Mike closed his eyes savoring the exquisite feel of his cock sliding up into the kid's well traveled, but snug rectum.

"That's so fucking hot!" Mike heard the boy's father exclaim as the boy bounced on his dick. "Wicked and hot as hell.

"Fuck his butt, you filthy pervert! Cornhole the little bastard! Use the little cocksucker's ass!"

Mike opened his eyes and biting his lower lip, thrust up into the boy while boy's father carried on in a most unfatherly fashion urging him on. Suddenly Rick stood up and extracted Mike's cock from his ass. Without hesitation the boy thrust his boy prick into Mike's face. Mike gobbled the boy's cock for a few moments, then the sandy-haired eleven-year-old sat back down on Mike's mature organ.

With his field of vision restored, Mike watched as Jack positioned Robbie over the arm rest of the sofa. As Jack stepped up behind him, the big muscular man loomed over the relatively small ten-year-old body. Mike knew what was about to take place; his boy was going to be sodomized. Robbie, his head mashed into the sofa cushion, glanced up at his father, reached back and lewdly spread his ass cheeks for Jack. Robbie grunted and his entire body lurched forward as Jack abruptly skewered him. His body would continue to lurch with each demanding and powerful thrust deep into his rectum.

Rick pulled off Mike's prick again and dismounted completely while his father continued debasing his friend. Mike wasn't sure what he should do, get his cock back up inside Rick or watch his own son being ass fucked. But when Rick draped himself over the other arm of the sofa opposite to Robbie, Mike knew exactly what to do. He rose from where he had been sitting and moved behind Rick.

'This is better,' Mike thought as he watched the fucking of his son. Then glancing down, he watched as his cock disappeared into Rick's ready rectum.

The two men, facing each other at opposite ends of the sofa, buggered the other's son while the room filled with funky odors. Mike didn't think it could get any more nasty and depraved, but he was proven wrong as his own butt checks where gripped by little hands. His hairy buttocks were spread open and Mike felt the boy's face bury into the cleft He gasped and stopped trusting for a moment as Davy's little tongue slid over and around his anus. His hips began to move again, slowly screwing the willing butt boy while his little brother rimmed his ass. Lost in his own pleasure, Mike saw, but wasn't really aware of Jack moving from behind Robbie to stand next to him until Jack spoke directly into his ear.

"You want some of that, neighbor?" Jack asked. At first Mike wasn't sure what he meant, but then realized Jack was offering Robbie's ass to him. "You know you really want to, so go on and do him. He won't say, 'No'. He never says, 'No'."

As if in a trance, Mike pulled away from the two boys who were so ably pleasuring him and moved behind his own son still draped across the sofa arm. He pried his son's buttocks apart and saw how his anus was still partially open and seeping semen. He put his cock to the abused asshole and effortlessly pushed in, his way made easier by the fresh deposit of cum up his ass. Slowly he moved his cock inside Robbie's ass, savoring the forbidden sensations. He didn't last very long as he was near to cumming up Rick's ass when Jack suggested the change in venue.

"Arrrgggghhhhh!" he growled as his semen shot through his cock and into his boy's ass. "Errraahhguuggg," he gutturally rumbled as the second shot surged through him. "Uuuugghhhh," he moaned as the third and much weaker pulse made its way to its rectal destination. He jerked again and savored the fourth twinge of pure pleasure as it radiated to every nerve ending in his body.

"Fuck!" he gasped as he pulled his cock from his son's ass for the first time.

"Holy fuck!" he hissed, "that was good." For a long moment he held Robbie's ass checks apart and stared into the cum dripping gapping chasm of his son's defiled rectum.

"Do I bugger them?" he heard Jack whisper into his ear. "Yeah, I bugger them."

Still in a sexual stupor, Mike turned to face Jack, who clasping his shoulder told him, "You and me, Mike, we're going to hell for certain, but we're gonna have fun getting there.

"Now, I need a break and I'll bet that you do too. So, how about a beer and swim while our nuts recharge."

The man/boy orgy continued throughout the day and late into the afternoon. Mike was worn out by the time he took Robbie home, fed him and got him ready for school the next day. With his wife, Gayle, gone tending to her wounded father, Mike and Robbie slept together nude, getting in the occasional and quick nocturnal blowjob until morning. Both were still exhausted from the previous day's sexual excesses, but with their new relationship cemented, both rose on time for school and for work.

THE END