Author: Take Charge Dad Title: Taking Charge of My Family Part: 3
Summary: Madison returns home from school in tears and Ricky is
partly to blame. I take charge to comfort the little boy and
punish his big brother. Keywords: inc, reluc, hum Mm, mb, Mb

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Taking Charge of My Family - 3 "Taking Charge of the Boys"

  Fortunately and unfortunately, the issue of Madison and
homosexuality came to a head a couple days later. Unfortunately,
because Madison was hurt, more emotionally than physically, and
fortunately, because at least I finally had a heart to heart talk
with Madison and got the boy to open up to me, which made me
realize I needed step up and take charge of the boys.

  It was the third day of school for the kids in early September.
School had started right after Labor Day, so it was Friday when
the gay shit hit the fan. Sara was out of the house, she was with
Katy, taking her to the doctor's appointment I had scheduled. I
was alone in the house, working in my office on the plans for the
expansion of the house, when I heard the front door bang open
than slam shut. Someone ran through the living room then slammed
the door to the upstairs guestroom where Sara, Katy and Madison
kept their things.

  I was angry when I got up to go yell at whoever was mistreating
my house, but the anger left me when I got to the door of the
bedroom and could hear Madison sobbing hysterically inside. I
took a deep breath to make sure I wouldn't appear angry, then
opened the door. He was curled up on the bed, his face buried in
the pillow that he was clutching. "Maddy? What's wrong?" I asked
as gently as I could.

  "Just, uh, go, away, uh, and, leave, uh, me, uh, alone," he
stuttered out between sobs.

  I started trying to imagine what could be wrong, when I heard
the door to the front of the house open. I figured Ricky might
know what was going on and it would be better to go ask him than
stand there speculating wildly. "Madison, everything is going to
be alright. I'm going to go talk to Ricky for a second than I'll
be right back," I said, try to sound reassuring.

  Ricky had headed straight downstairs to his bedroom after
coming in the house. He was sitting on his bed taking off his
shoes when I found him. "Ricky do you know what happened to
Madison? Why is he so upset?" I asked.

  "The little drama queen is just over reacting to some teasing
he got on the bus ride home," said Ricky frowning, "It was no big
deal."

  "What happened?" I said, a little bit of anger creeping into my
voice.

  "Some of his classmates were calling him names and horsing
around, you know, the usual grade school shit," he said.

  "No, I don't know, that is why I am asking you. What names were
they calling him?" I asked as I started to get testy.

  "Like faggot and cucksucker," said Ricky.

  "And what does 'horsing around' entail?" I asked angrily.

  Ricky was smart enough to recognize that I was upset, his tone
became defensive, "Nothing serious, they just shoved him a little
and played keep away with his backpack. They gave it back when
they got to our stop."

  "And what were you doing during this?" I asked.

  "I was in the back hanging out with some of the high school
guys. I would have stopped them for doing anything to hurt him, I
swear," he said.

  "THEY DID HURT HIM!" I yelled out. I wanted to go over there
and smack him. I took a deep breath and counted to five to help
regain my composure before continuing. I had made a mistake in
slapping Sara in anger and I didn't want to repeat it. "Why
didn't you come to your brother's defense?" I asked.

  Ricky at least had the sense to start looking a bit guilty,
"Come on, all kids get teased, it's just a part of being a kid. I
got teased when I was his age too. Besides, we all know its true.
I'm trying to make friends at a new school, I don't want guys
thinking I'm a fag too."

  "He is your brother. His safety and welfare should mean a hell
of a lot more to you than making friends. In ten years you won't
give a shit about those guys on the bus but Madison will still be
your brother. You are confined to your room until I figure out
how to properly punish you," I yelled at him.

  "Punish me? For what? I didn't do anything!" he protested.

  "Exactly," I said as I shut his door and went back upstairs to
talk to Madison.

  I went into the bedroom and sat down on the bed next to
Madison. His crying had subsided and he was sniffling as he
continued to hug the pillow. I gently rubbed his back.   "No one
likes me," he said sniffling.

  "That's not true Madison. I like you, and I always will, no
matter what. Your mother and siblings like you too," I said
trying to comfort the boy. I had been expecting him to complain
about the boys bullying him, not crying about no one liking him.
Obviously the boys teasing him had triggered some deeper turmoil.

  "Ricky doesn't like me. My daddy doesn't like me or he would
have visited me. Ricky and Katy's dads visited them," he said as
he rolled over so his back was to me. He started crying again.

  "Ricky likes you. All of the family likes and loves you. You
are a great little boy. Ricky was just being a stupid jerk
today," I said trying to comfort him.   "No, Ricky loves mommy
and Katy but not me. I told Ricky I love him and he told me to
stop being a little fag," said Madison.

  "Ricky is still a boy himself, and boys make mistakes. He
shouldn't be calling you names, and he should have stood up for
you today. He shouldn't have let those boys be mean and call you
names. As for your father, he doesn't even know about you. Your
mother never told him you were born. She was afraid he would take
you from her if she told him. If your father knew you, he would
love you as much as I do," I said. The part about his father was
a mix of a lie and some truth. Sara had told the man she was
pregnant and he claimed that the child was probably from one of
the other guys at the bachelor party but said he was willing to
give her money for an abortion even if the baby wasn't his, then
he threatened to sue her if she ever tried to claim he got her
pregnant.

  "Really? It isn't because I'm a fag?" asked Madison, turning
back to look up at me. His eyes were red and puffy.

  "Maddy do you even know what a fag is?" I asked.

  "Someone everybody hates," he answered, breaking my heart.

  "Oh baby, that's not what it means," I said as I pulled him up
off the bed and hugged him tightly. I heard a noise from the
doorway and turned to see Ricky standing just outside the room.
He had tears running down his cheeks and I could see the shame
and guilt he was feeling written all over his face. I didn't say
anything but gave Ricky a disapproving look, mainly for how he
had treated Madison but also because he had disobeyed me and left
his room.

  "Oh God, I'm so sorry Madison, I didn't mean it like that,"
said Ricky.

  "What happened between you two? Why did YOU call him a fag?" I
asked.

  Ricky walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed with his
back to me. I think he didn't want me to see him crying as he
explained what happened, "It was Tuesday morning when we were
getting off the bus and heading to school for the first day of
class. He came up to me to say goodbye and hugged me. When he
said he loved me and tried to kiss me I panicked; there were
people around. So I told him to stop being such a fag. I'm so
sorry. I shouldn't have said it, and I should have talked to him
about it later, but I forgot. I didn't think it was such a big
deal. I fucked up. A couple of the boys in his class saw and
heard it, which was probably what lead to the teasing today. I'm
sorry Madison, I do love you. I like you a lot. You are the best
little brother ever, and I'm sorry I didn't stick up for you
today. I'm a rotten big brother."

  Ricky telling him that he loved him seemed to relax Madison a
bit. The boy turned and looked up at me with a curious expression
on his face, "What's a fag than?"

  I answered quickly, not yet trusting Ricky to answer, "It is
another name for a gay boy or man. Some people use it as an
insult but since there is nothing wrong with being gay, it isn't
really an insult. Gays are just guys that like other guys the way
most guys like girls. A gay boy would rather play with another
boy's penis than with a girl's pussy. There is nothing wrong with
being gay despite what some stupid bigots think," I said, looking
directly at Ricky as I said the last part. The teen had the
decency to hang his head in shame in response.

  I rubbed Madison's back while I let him digest what I told him.
When he seemed like he digested what I had said, I started asking
him questions, "Tell me the truth Madison, when Ricky and I are
playing sex games with Katy and your mommy, are you wishing you
were playing with the girls' pussies or playing with our dicks?"

  He blushed and hesitated a bit before answering, "I like your
dicks, they make me feel all tingly. Does that make me a fag?"

  I smiled and tussled his hair, "Probably. But remember, there
is nothing wrong with being a fag. Some people think fags are bad
just like they think sluts are bad. A fag is really just a boy
version of a slut. Would you like to be a little boy version of a
slut?" I asked, trying to defuse the power of the word.

  "A slut? Like mommy and Katy?" He asked. Apparently he had been
paying attention to all the dirty talk that accompanied our
evening 'sex education' lessons.

  "Yeah, Katy and your mommy like being sluts, even though some
people think being a slut is bad. So we just don't tell people
about them being sluts and how much fun we have. That is our
family secret. If you aren't ready to have other boys teasing you
about being a fag, we just won't let them know about what we do,"
I said.

  "The kids at school say its wrong for boys to be cocksuckers,"
he said, still not quite able to get past the societal and
cultural brainwashing against homosexuality.

  I turned and looked over at Ricky sitting on the edge of the
bed, "There is nothing wrong with boys sucking cock. Is there
Ricky?"

  He looked up at me and sighed, knowing what I was suggesting
without me having to come and tell him. "No, there isn't. Can I
suck your cock Maddy? I'd really like to make you feel good as a
way of showing you how sorry I am for letting those boys bully
you today."

  "Really? You want to suck me?" asked Madison, not quite
believing his jock older brother was offering to suck his dick.

  I shifted around on the bed so that my back was resting against
the headboard and Maddy was sitting in between my legs with his
cute little butt resting against my crotch, and his back against
my stomach. I was in my usual lounge around the house clothes,
just a pair of boxers. "Come on Ricky, beg to suck your little
brother's cock, show him how a fag begs to suck dick," I said,
taking pleasure in humiliating Ricky as part of his punishment
for how he treated Maddy.

  Ricky knew he didn't really have a choice but to do what I
said. "Please Maddy, I want to suck your dick, I need to suck
your dick, please?" he begged as he turned around on the bed and
started running his hands up and down Madison's bare calves.

  My ten-year-old grandson took his first step into the world of
real sex by just shrugging his shoulders and saying, "Okay."

  "Ricky, take your clothes off," I said as I reached down and
unbuttoned Madison's shorts. He lifted his hips so I could slide
his shorts and underwear down and off his thin legs. I then
stripped off his t-shirt, leaving him sitting naked between my
legs except for his socks. He had a nice all over tan from
running around outside naked for the last couple weeks. His body
was hairless with the exception of some soft downy blond hairs on
his forearms. His immature cock was not yet hard and the foreskin
still covered the head. I started stroking Maddy's cock for him
as we watched his fifteen-year-old brother strip. Madison's cock
was quickly filling with blood. I leaned down and whispered in
his ear, "Do you like looking at your brother's body Maddy? He is
really cute isn't he?" The boy just nodded, too focused on
watching Ricky's naked body to say anything.

  I was not a complete stranger to sex between males. I had
fooled around with a couple of my friends when I was twelve. Then
in college, before I got serious with Joan, I would occasionally
visit a cruisy bathroom in the science building. I would usually
be able to find some horny college boy that was desperate to suck
my cock. Although Joan might have cheated on me, I had taken my
wedding vows seriously, so it had been almost forty years since
I'd actually had sex with another male. The playful groping I had
down over the last week with Madison didn't really count as sex.
Now, as I sat there with my naked ten-year-old grandson in my lap
as he was about to get a blowjob from his older brother and
knowing that I could make them do anything I wanted, my mind was
imagining all kinds of fun I could have with the boys.

  Being in control and ordering my family around sexually was an
aphrodisiac that was pushing me to more and more perverted
heights of horniness, or maybe it was pushing me to more and more
horny depths of perversion. As Ricky lay down on the bed and
began licking Madison's cock, I took my hand off the boy's thin
four-inch rod and ran my finger down to the boy's asshole. While
Ricky was sucking the boy, I started rubbing Maddy's asshole. I
also had a nice view of Ricky's firm butt checks as he lay on the
bed. The thought of fucking my grandsons, shoving my thick eight
inch cock up their virgin ass, had me rock hard. Madison could
feel my hard cock pressing into his lower back and he reached an
arm around behind his back and grabbed it with his little hand.
I noticed that Ricky seemed to know what he was doing. It
certainly did not look like this was the first time he had a cock
in his mouth. "Suck that little boy cock Ricky. After you are
done with Maddy, you can taste a real man's cock," I said. I
reached down and ran my fingers through Ricky's wavy black hair.
I could hardly wait until he was gagging on my cock.

  It took some effort, but I managed to turn my attention back to
Madison. The boy was making a barely audible sound, something
between moaning and crying. I took the hand I was using to play
with the boy's ass and brought it to my mouth. I spit on my
fingers then returned them to the boy's groin and started rubbing
the spit into his asshole. When it was good and wet, I started
working my pinky finger into his ass. "I love you so much Maddy.
Will you be grandpa's little slut boy? Will you let me show you
my love the way I show it to your mommy and sister?" I asked as I
played with his tight little boyhole.

  "Ahhh, yes grampa, yes, play with me like you do mommy and
Katy," he said as he started bucking his hips up into Ricky's
mouth.

  "Yeah, soon baby, soon you'll be grandpa's little fag slut
boy," I said as felt him tense up as he approached his orgasm.

  "Ahhhhh," he cried out as his body was rocked by his dry
orgasm.

  When Madison was finished cumming, Ricky propped himself up on
his elbows and smiled at his little brother. "You forgive me for
being such a jerk Madison?" he asked.

  It took Madison a few seconds to recover enough to smile back
at his brother and answer, "I forgive you."

  "Okay, now you boys kiss and make up," I teased, but Madison
took me seriously and leaned down and kissed Ricky on the lips. I
took the opportunity to stand up and pull my boxers off. Ricky
looked at my hard cock warily.

  "Ricky, be honest with me, that wasn't the first time you
sucked a cock was it? You ever a suck a man's cock before or did
you just fool around with some friends?" I asked as wrapped my
hand around the base of my shaft and my balls and tugged on
myself.

  Ricky blushed ever so slightly, "It was a man's cock."

  "Details," I said as I sat back down on the bed and toyed with
my cock waiting for him to tell me the story.

  Ricky slide up the bed until his face was right next to my
cock. I could feel his breath on my cock as he started to tell
his story of sucking a man's cock, "It wasn't as big as yours. It
belonged to our landlord, and before you ask, no my mom didn't
make me do it. She and Katy don't know about this. It started a
couple years ago. He first started to pay me a few dollars to do
odd jobs around the apartment building. We never had much money,
so I took the opportunity to earn some of my own. One day I asked
if he had any work for me and he said he didn't. I was bummed
because I wanted to go to the movies that night with my friends
but was broke. He said that while he didn't have any work for me,
he would give me twenty bucks if he could suck my cock."

  I slapped his face a couple times with my cock. "I asked you if
you had sucked a man's cock, not had yours sucked," I said in a
pretend angry voice.

  Ricky laughed nervously and continued, "I'm getting there,
geez. So I accepted his offer of getting money and a blowjob.
What a deal right? Well, soon I was no longer having to doing any
work around the place because he was sucking my dick on a regular
basis. It was great, what thirteen-year-old doesn't want money
and blowjobs as often as he can get them? I got kind of addicted
to it and then he went on vacation with his wife for two weeks.
When he got back I was so horny and still he made me wait a
couple days. Finally we get together and he sucks me for just a
couple minutes then stops. He says if I want him to finish the
blowjob I need to give him one first and that instead of the
usual twenty bucks, he'll give me fifty. I protested a bit at
first, said I wasn't a fag and all that, but eventually I agreed.
So up until his wife found the pictures of Katy, once a week we
would get together and exchange blowjobs."

  Hearing my grandson admit that he had been whoring himself had
my cock leaking. I rubbed the head of my cock around his face,
leaving trails of cock slime on his cheeks, nose, and forehead.
"You two ever fuck?" I asked.

  He looked up at me, he was flushed and had a look of shame on
his face, "No sir, although I probably would have let him fuck me
if he paid me enough, but he never asked," he admitted. He then
looked at my cock, "Are you going to make me into your little fag
slut boy too?" There was a mix of fear and lust in his voice.

  "No Ricky I'm not," I replied. He looked up in surprise; it
wasn't the answer he had been expecting. I let him stew for a
minute. Madison was sitting on the bed next to me, listening and
watching intently, so I reached over and pulled him close,
hugging him. "Madison gets to be my little fag boy slut because
he is a good boy," I said as I smiled at Madison then leaned over
and kissed his forehead. He beamed with pride from the attention
and the compliment.

  I turned back to Ricky, an evil grin on my face, "You Ricky,
you are a bad boy. Whoring yourself out to a pervert that just
wanted to use you for sex while rejecting your brother when he
tries to show you how much he loves you. No Ricky, you don't get
to be a fag boy slut. You are going to be my faggot bitch," I
said.

  Ricky's fear was winning out over his lust when I reached down
and grabbed a fistful of his black hair, "Now open up your faggot
mouth and taste the cock that owns you bitch," I growled. As soon
as he opened his mouth I shoved my cock in and yanked his head,
shoving my cock down his throat until he gagged.

  Ricky was lucky that I hadn't cum since this morning when I
fucked Sara after he and his siblings left for school. Between
that and watching him suck off his little brother while I played
with Maddy's ass and the boy groped my cock, I was already close
to cumming by the time I started raping Ricky's throat. The teen
had tears in his eyes from gagging on my thick cock as I rammed
it in and out of his throat. He retched a couple times but
managed to avoid throwing up all over me. After just a couple of
minutes of skull fucking the lad, I was ready to cum. I pulled
his head off my cock and jacked myself a couple times until I
shot my load all over his face.

  Without giving him any time to recover, I pushed him off the
bed and onto the floor, "Okay bitch, that was just the beginning
of your punishment. Get yourself into the living room and stand
in the middle of the room with your hands behind your head, and
don't you dare wipe my cum off your face, you understand me?"

  "Yes sir," he said as he picked himself up off the floor. When
he stood, I saw that his cock was half hard. I stayed on the bed
and cuddled with Madison as Ricky turned and left the room. I
explained to Madison that I wanted him to help me punish Ricky
for not coming to his aid earlier today and also for disobeying
my order that he stay in his room until further notice. The boy
got excited at the prospect of being my little helper in
punishing Ricky.

  I sent Madison off with some instructions, then went into my
room and the bathroom to gather the supplies I would need. I put
what I would need in a small bag so Ricky wouldn't know what my
plans were, I went into the living room where Ricky and Madison
were waiting.

  "Okay Ricky, you are going to be punished. You know what you
did was wrong. You mistreated your brother, you didn't come to
his defense when he was under attack by bullies, and you
disobeyed me by leaving your room against my express request. You
didn't act like a man today, so you don't deserve to look like a
man anymore," I said.

  Ricky panicked for just a second, thinking that I was referring
to his cock, so he actually let out a sigh of relief when I
pulled out the hair clippers and a razor. Madison brought out a
towel which he set down on the floor for Ricky to stand on. I
used the clippers to remove all the hair from his pits, arms,
crotch, and legs. I then lathered him up with shaving cream and
shaved him bare from the neck down. Madison used a washcloth to
wipe him off then giggled when he was finished and said, "He
looks like a baby, even I have more hair then he does now."

  "That's because he has been acting like a baby," I said.

  Between having me manipulate his cock while I shaved his pubes
and balls, and then Maddy wiping him down, Ricky's cock was hard.
"Okay Madison, go get the special towel I had you prepare," I
said to Madison. The boy ran into the kitchen and returned with a
damp towel that had been placed in the refrigerator. I pressed
the cold towel into his cock until it had the desired effect and
Ricky lost his erection.

  Once he was soft, I reached into the bag and pulled out a
plastic male chastity device. It was one of the toys I had
purchased when doing the online shopping with Katy in my lap. I
had told her that if she let Ricky fuck her before she was on the
pill I was going to put this on Ricky and never let him fuck her
again. I also made her promise not to tell Ricky about it in case
I needed to use it to punish him for something else, like today.

  Ricky must have done enough exploring online to know what it
was because he actually whimpered when he saw it come out of the
bag. I quickly slipped the base over his cock and balls, then
slide the shaft piece onto his cock and closed it. Then I locked
it into place. "You are not allowed to cum until your punishment
is over. The more you complain, protest, or refuse to do anything
that any member of this family ask you to do while you are being
punished, the longer it will last. Do you understand?"

  Ricky nodded, "Yes sir, but please Grandpa, don't tell mom and
Katy that I had sex with the landlord for money."

  "You are not in the position to make any requests of me bitch.
But, if it gives you any comfort, I was not planning on saying
anything about that to them," I said. It was the truth; I didn't
have any plans to 'say' anything about it. I picked up the bag
and walked behind him. I took out the smallest butt plug and some
lube. I quickly worked it into his ass, not being gentle about
it. It was small and went in without too much effort but it did
elicit a gasp of pain from the boy.

  "I will start you out slow because I could tell you really did
feel bad about what happened to your brother, and I know you are
genuinely sorry that you screwed up. If I didn't think you really
did love and care about your brother, I'd be ripping your ass
open with my cock right now. Instead, over the next couple of
days I will loosen your ass up so that you might even enjoy it
when I take your faggot bitch cherry. So you better start
learning how to open your ass up cause I will be fucking you
before you go back to school on Monday," I said as I put pressure
on the base of the butt plug.

  "Thank you for showing mercy on me grandpa," said Ricky, his
voice trembling as he was likely picturing my large cock trying
to fit inside his tight asshole which was struggling with even
the smallest plug.

  There was one more item left in the bag. I reached in and
pulled out a black sharpie permanent marker. I walked in front of
him and wrote on his chest, making sure to take my time and take
breaks to pinch his nipples and flick his skin with my fingers. I
wanted to make sure he was distracted so he couldn't tell what I
wrote by mentally tracing the feeling the pen against his chest.
When I was done I went behind him and manipulate the plug with
one hand as I wrote on his back with the other. He occassionally
squirmed, so I slapped his ass a few times to admonish him and
tell him to stand still. When I was done I walked around him and
admired my handwork.

  Even though I had cum about a half hour ago, the site of Ricky,
the young teenage godling, standing there naked, shaved bare, his
cock locked up, a butt plug in his ass, and cum drying on his
face had me hard again. Across his chest I had written:

FAGGOT BITCH

and on his back was:

I AM A WHORE I sucked cock for money

I was a man of my word. I was not going to say anything about him
whoring himself out, but I was sure his mother and sister would
ask him about it anyway.

  I went over to the couch and sat down, patting the seat next to
me as I called to Madison. "So Madison, as long as Ricky is
wearing that plastic thing on his dick, he is being punished and
is the household slave. So that means he has to do anything you
tell him to do. But remember, he is still your brother, so don't
make him do anything that is dangerous or will hurt him," I said.
While I certainly intended to spank Ricky at some point this
weekend, and I knew it would probably hurt when I fucked him, I
didn't trust a ten-year-old boy to accurately judge how much he
could hurt his brother without injuring him. I figured it would
be best to just draw a bright line for Madison.

  "Okay," said Madison.

  "Good, now I think he should teach you how to give Grandpa a
blowjob, a nice slow loving blowjob like he gave to you. Would
you like to learn how to suck me like that?" I asked.

  Madison looked over at my hard cock and nodded.

  "Hey Bitch, get over here and teach your little brother how to
please a man," I said, sneering at Ricky.

  Ricky was happy to be able to finally move from his position
and bring his arms down. He came over and knelt on the floor in
front of me. This time, I refrained from grabbing his head and
raping his mouth. Ricky was a good teacher, he alternated between
explanations and demonstrations. He would first demonstrate on
me, then demonstrate on Madison so that the boy could feel what
he was talking about, and finally he would have Madison practice
what he learned on me. Ricky taught him the importance of making
sure he didn't scrape the cock with his teeth; how to focus on
the head but not completely ignore the balls; and how to use a
hand to stroke the portion that he couldn't fit into his mouth.

  Madison was a quick learner. He could just barely fit his mouth
around the head of my fat dick and couldn't take much of the
length into his small mouth, but what he lacked in experience he
made up for in enthusiasm. For his part, Ricky was able to take a
lot more of my cock now than when I was ramming it down his
throat. For someone that had been concerned about being seen as
gay, Ricky certainly seemed to enjoy sucking cock. While the
chastity cage kept him from getting hard, it didn't stop his dick
from trying. Ricky kept tugging and trying to adjust it as his
cock was swollen up to the limits allowed by the plastic tube.

  When I was getting close, I let Ricky know the lesson was over
and I wanted him to finish me off. I told him that as my bitch,
he was expected to swallow my load. He appeared a little
reluctant at first but by the time I was ready to come he had
resigned himself to it. I fired a good five shots of cum into his
mouth and he swallowed it all, then gently sucked on my cock till
it went soft.

  I rewarded him for doing such a good job by giving him
permission to get a drink of water and use the bathroom before I
ordered him to come back and stand in the living room with his
hands behind his head. That was how his mother and sister found
him when they got home about an hour later.