Author: Take Charge Dad 
Title: Taking Charge of My Family 8 "If You Love Somebody, Set Them Free" 
Part: 8 Summary: Carl takes spends most of the next day with Madison. They go to meet Madison new soccer coach and Carl faces a dilemma. 
Keywords: inc, Mmg, MF, Mb, mb, MM

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Taking Charge of My Family - 8 "If You Love Somebody, Set Them
Free"

  Ricky hadn't gotten fucked the night before, so I figured to be
fair all the kids might as well have sore asses as they rode the
bus to school that morning, so I visited him to take care of my
morning hard on. While I was fucking Ricky, I asked Katy how she
felt that morning. She said her ass was a little sore but she was
good.

  After I shot my load up Ricky's ass while he was shooting
morning cum into Katy's mouth, I went to go check on Madison. He
said his ass hurt a bit, so I applied some of the medicated cream
to his inflamed hole. It was red and puffy. I spent several
minutes making sure the cream was properly applied. I told him I
didn't want him to be sitting on a sore ass all day at school
then kissed his forehead. He smiled back at me then leaned over
and kissed me on the lips. "I love you daddy, thank you for last
night," he said. I smiled back at him. He seemed to be positively
beaming with an internal light this morning he was so happy.

    Since I was going to be spending the evening at Tom Chapman's
house, I made sure to fuck Sara twice during the day to satisfy
my lust and make sure I kept her womb soaked with my sperm. When
Madison got home, his mother fixed him some fruit for a snack,
then we got in my truck and headed into town to buy him all the
gear he would need for joining the soccer team.

  When we were in the changing room and he was trying on his
soccer shorts, I felt his ass up and asked him how he was
feeling. I was still worried that Ricky and I had gotten carried
away last night and hurt him. He smiled at me and said, "It hurt
a little this morning but it feels okay now. Thanks again daddy,"
he said and hugged me. I kissed him and then we finished buying
him his new soccer clothes. They were all black and gold. The
coach had let me know the team's colors when I talked to him on
the phone.

  I punched the coaches address into the truck's GPS system and
it led us to the edge of town. The house was at the end of the
street and had about as much privacy as a house in town could
have. There were no neighbors on either side and the backyard
bordered the forest. We got out and headed to the door. I was
about to knock when the door opened. There was a young blond half
naked teenage boy standing inside the house holding the door
open. He looked a little bit younger than Ricky, so I guess he
was either thirteen or fourteen. He was at least a half foot
shorter than Ricky, only a few inches above five feet. He
obviously worked out though because he was lean and had well
defined muscles. He was only wearing a pair of black skin tight
spandex workout shorts. The outline of his boyhood was visible
through the shorts.

  "Hello, you must be Mr. Robinson and Madison. Welcome, I'm
Brett. Come on in, my father is in the kitchen getting dinner
into the oven and will be out in just a second," said the blond
boy as he held the door open for us. His hair was cut short and
as he turned around I could see that he was covered in a fine
layer of almost invisible blond fur. He led us into the living
room and asked if we wanted anything to drink, offering beer,
wine, a cocktail, juice, milk, or water. I asked for a beer and
Maddy wanted some water. Brett got us our drinks then sat down
across from us. He slowly spread his legs apart and smiled at me,
daring me look.

  "I'm so glad Madison is interested in joining the Hornets. It
is a really fun team. I help my dad out as the assistant coach.
So Madison, how did you hear about the Hornets? My dad didn't
really fill me in on any of the details," said Brett.

  Madison didn't answer. I turned and looked at him and he was
just sitting there with his mouth open staring at Brett's crotch.
I couldn't really blame him, Brett obviously wore the shorts to
show off his bulge and he couldn't have been more obvious about
it if just pulled his dick out and started waving it at us. I
elbowed Madison to get his attention. "Brett asked you a
question," I said.

  "Huh? Sorry, what was the question?" sputtered Madison, causing
both Brett and me to laugh.

  "I was just asking where you heard about Hornets?" asked Brett.

  "Hornets?" asked Madison confused.

  "Yeah, that's the name of my dad's soccer team, the Hornets,"
said Brett.

  "Oh, my friend Jonah told me about it," said Madison.

  Brett smiled and seemed to perk up when Madison answered, "Oh
you're a friend of Jonah's? I like Jonah, he's a cool kid. I was
telling your father that I work with my dad on the team, I'm the
assistant coach."

  "Don't you play on a team yourself?" I asked, wondering why
Brett was volunteering to help his father out instead of playing.

  "Yeah, but our practices are Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Our
games are sometimes on Saturday and sometimes on Sunday, so I
don't make all the games, but I'm there for the practices," he
explained. I nodded. I figured he must be thirteen then, since if
he was fourteen, he would be in high school and likely be on the
high school team, which would mean he would have practice every
day.

  "Hello there, sorry to keep you waiting, but I was just
finishing up the lasagna and needed to put it in the oven, we
have an hour before it's ready and we eat," said a man that had
to be the coach, Tom Chapman. I stood up to shake his hand and we
exchanged first names. "Have we met before, you look familiar?"
he asked me.

  As soon as he said that I knew where we had seen each other. He
was the man that saw me buying the enema kits and lube in the
drugstore and said "Have fun". I was so embarrassed to see him
again. I think I blushed and stumbled over my words as I tried to
answer, "Uh, um, I think, uh, we might have, passed each other,
uh, at the drugstore last week."

  "Oh right, now I remember. So, did you have fun?"  he asked Tom
as he winked at me.

  "Uh, yeah, I guess I did," I answered. I quickly sat back down
and took a large sip of my beer.

  "Good, well, let's get down to business," Tom said as he sat
down. Tom introduced himself to Madison and started talking
soccer. I could tell that Madison quickly lost interest in the
conversation and was more focused on staring at Brett. The teen
kept smiling at me as he showed off his abs and chest, flexing
them and sort of making them ripple as Madison drooled. I did
find it a bit distracting myself. I also noticed that Madison
occasionally looked at Tom the same way.

  Tom was in his mid-forties and in fairly good shape. He
obviously exercised regularly. He had light brown hair that was
just starting to get streaked with gray. He had a strong
prominent nose and high cheek bones. There wasn't much
resemblance to Brett though, although their eyes looked similar.
I guessed that Brett wasn't his son but was related somehow.

  After Tom got done trying to explain to Madison what would be
expect of him if he joined the team, he suggested that Brett give
Madison a tour of the house while we talked about the financial
requirements.

  Brett wrapped his arm around Madison's shoulder and pressed his
naked teen chest against the boy's side as they walked out of the
room.

  Tom leaned back on the couch and gave me the total that would
cover all of Madison's fees and the cost of his jersey for the
season. It wasn't that much and I was fine paying it. I pulled
out my checkbook and wrote him a check right then. I could tell
by the way Madison reacted to Tom and Brett that the boy would
want to be on the team even if he never made it onto the field.

  Tom and I stared at each other silently for a few minutes.
Neither of us really knowing where to start. The sexual tension
that had been in the room earlier might have been missed by
someone that wasn't having sex with boys, but it was obvious to
us and we both knew it. I guess neither of us was comfortable
being the first one to broach the subject though. So I bite the
bullet and not only broached the subject but nuked it, "So, do
you have sex with all the boys on the team?" I asked.

  Tom tried to act shocked and say he didn't know what I was
talking about, but my expression told him I wasn't buying it.
Finally he gave me a real answer and lobbed the grenade back to
me, "No, just the ones that have already discovered they enjoy
it. Like Madison obviously has. The way that boy and you were
looking at Brett, it is clear you know what he was offering and
you wanted it."

  "Fair enough," I said. He was right. While I wouldn't risk
having sex outside my family, I couldn't deny that Brett was a
sexy little fuck and the thought of his tight young muscular body
under me as I fucked him was appealing. "He isn't your son is
he?" I asked.

  "Yes and no, I've adopted him when he was five. He was my
sister's boy. She died in a car accident," He explained. "I heard
that you are adopting Madison, but that he is actually your
grandson," he said.

  "Where did you hear that?" I asked.

  "Jonah told me when he asked me if Madison could join the
team," he answered.

  "Ah. Yes, the boy has a desperate need to be loved and get
attention from a father figure. I'm already his legal guardian
now, so if it makes him happy to be my son I'm willing to make it
official. I love that boy very much and will do almost anything
to make sure he is happy," I said, trying to explain my actions.

  "Indeed, and I'm sure he is very enthusiastic in showing his
appreciation for that attention," said Tom.

  "He is a special boy and I would never hurt him or let anyone
hurt him," I said, a bit offended at Tom's insinuation.

  "As it should be. There are enough boys out there that would be
happy to receive our special type of mentoring and love. There is
no need to force it on an unwilling or unappreciative boy. Just
from our brief interaction I can tell that you love the boy and
he loves you. But his needs are greater than you can fulfill,
aren't they," he said as he leaned forward.

  He was right and I knew it. I thought that by being supportive
of Madison's sexuality and indulging him at home that I could
keep him from seeking male attention outside the home but already
from the rumors Ricky was telling me about it was obvious that
Madison need more. Tom and I talked for a bit and Tom convinced
me to let this evening be a trial run. If I would let Madison
make his own choices tonight without pressuring the boy one way
or another, Madison would be able to tell me if he wanted what
Tom was offering and I could see that he, Tom, wasn't forcing
anything on Madison that the boy didn't want.

  When dinner was ready, Tom yelled for the boys to come back
into the house. When they showed up, I could tell that they had
been fooling around. Brett looked a little flushed and Madison
was blushing. Tom did make Brett go put a shirt on for dinner,
but it was a tight as the shorts. During dinner, Tom sat next to
Madison and Brett sat next to me. Tom was constantly reach under
the table and rubbing Madison's leg. Part of me wanted Madison to
get upset and push him away. He was my boy, how dare he let some
other man fondle him. But then the voice of reason would remind
me that I was fucking four members of my family and Madison was
getting the least attention since he wasn't really interested in
having sex with Sara or Katy. Also he was not anyone one's
favorite. I loved him dearly, but the truth was that my daughter
Sara was the one I wanted the most. She was the one I fucked
every day and while part of it was that I wanted to get her
pregnant, that was just part of it. It was also clear that Ricky
and Katy were in love. Where did that leave Madison? Who would
put him first?

  I was trying to think about this but kept getting distracted by
Brett. The boy was very forward. The first time he grabbed my
crotch and felt how big my dick was he became obsessed with
trying to play with it under the table. Finally I pushed his hand
away and whispered for him to stop it. He leaned over, holding a
bowl of steamed vegetables in one hand while he put his other
hand on my leg, "Are you sure you don't want more?" he asked.

  I looked the boy directly in the eye and said, "Yes, I'm fine.
I get quite enough to eat at home." Tom had been paying attention
to the exchange and started to choke on the wine he was drinking
as he started to laugh in mid swallow.

  After dinner was over, Brett cleared the table and stacked the
dishes in the sink. Then he went over to his dad and asked if it
was alright if he and Madison went swimming. Tom looked over me
to get my okay. I looked over at Madison and the silently begging
me to say yes. He was so damn cute when he wanted something.
"Alright," I said. Madison ran over and gave me a hug.

  "Come on Madison, let's go upstairs and change into our suits,"
said Brett. Madison followed him upstairs.

  After the boys left, Tom and I got up from the table and went
into the living room. He poured us each a glass of port which we
sipped as we talked. I told him about my wife's death and my move
out from the city into semi-retirement and my daughter moving in
with her kids. As we were talking, Brett and Madison came running
down the stairs and into the living room. I had serious second
thoughts about my no fucking around with kids outside the family
rule when I saw Brett. He was wearing the smallest little thong
swimsuit. It was black and barely contained his teenage package.
There were a few of his blond pubes visible above it and when he
turned around the rear strap was completely buried between his
ample butt cheeks. The boy obviously made a point of working out
his glutes because he had a nice big ass.

  Madison was cute as always. He was wearing a traditional
speedo. The green color looked good on him. The suit was form
fitting and I could see the outline of his semi-hard cock in the
front of the suit. Madison looked a little nervous so I decided
to check in with him to make sure he wasn't being pressured into
doing anything he didn't want. "Are you okay Madison? Do you want
to stay for a while or do you want to go home. It is up to you, I
just want to make sure you are happy with what is happening
tonight," I said.

  He smiled at me, "I want to go swimming with Brett, is that
okay sir?" he asked. I could tell from his tone and expression
that he was asking for permission to do more than just go
swimming.

  "As long as you are doing what you want to do, it's okay with
me baby. Go have fun in the pool, but be careful, don't do
anything you don't want to do," I said.

  "Thank you daddy," he said.

  Brett grabbed Madison's hand and looked me directly in the eye,
"Don't worry sir, I'll keep him safe in the pool and won't let
him do anything that scares him."

  I held the boy's gaze as I made sure he understood how much I
cared about Madison, "Thank you Brett, he is a very special boy,
I would hate for him to get in over his head in the pool."

  "I understand sir, thank you sir," said Brett. He then went
over to Tom and kissed him on the cheek. As he bent over to kiss
his father, his ass was just a couple feet away from me and
pointed right at me. Damn it was fine. I couldn't help myself and
started to get hard as I stared at it. All too quickly, Brett
stood back up, collected Madison in hand and led him out of the
room.

  "We are both very lucky men," said Tom quietly as he watched
the two boys leave the room. Once we were alone again, Tom filled
me in on his story. Tom had been a techie during the dotcom boom
of the late nineties, but had been one of the lucky ones because
he had sold his options before the crash. His partner at the time
worked at an investment company and had kept talking about how
the market was oversold. They reinvested the money wisely and Tom
and his partner were also making good money from working in
addition to having the windfall. Then eight years ago his sister
died in a car accident. She had named Tom as Brett's guardian in
her will, so suddenly the course of his life changed.

  Tom's partner wasn't interested in being a parent, so their
relationship didn't last much longer after Brett moved in. Tom
had enjoyed living in the city as a gay man, but it wasn't the
best environment to raise a kid. Tom had grown up in the suburbs
and always hated them, so about seven years ago he sold his place
in the city and moved out here. By that time he had officially
adopted Brett, so he just told everyone that his wife died in a
car accident. Life was much simpler and easier for a widower
raising a son out here than it would be for a gay man. The area
was changing but it was a slow change and seven years ago it had
been even more homophobic.

  We sort of danced around the subject of how and when Tom
started having sex with Brett. He hadn't actually admitted it,
just as I hadn't admitted I fucked Madison yesterday, but we both
knew what was up. "Let's go check on the boys and see what kind
of trouble they are up to," he said. We got up and he surprised
me by heading upstairs. I figured we would have just gone out
back through the kitchen. "The pool's above ground, so we'll get
a better view from upstairs," he explained when I asked where we
were going.

  There were about five rooms upstairs off the main hallway. He
opened a door to an unlit room and held it open for me. The room
was empty except for soft padded mats on the floor and halfway up
the walls. There was just enough light coming in through the
window to see by as it reflected off the mirror that covered the
ceiling. "Wrestling room," said Tom as he came in behind me. "The
boys have a lot of fun in here when they have sleepovers."

  "I bet they do," I said with a chuckle. Tom steered me over to
the window which had a nice unobstructed view of the pool and hut
tub in the backyard. There was enough light around the pool that
we could clearly see Madison and Brett. They were next to each
other in the hot tub, their knees on the seats and their groins
pressed up against the side of the tub, most likely so that the
jets were massaging their young cocks. Brett's arm was on
Madison's back and his hand was underneath the water, presumably
on or in Maddy's butt. I watched as Brett leaned over and kissed
Madison on the lips.

  "Does it bother you for him to play with others?" asked Tom.

  "Yes and no," I said, giving him an honest answer. "What about
you? I suspect you actually encourage it."

  Tom laughed, "Yeah. This probably sounds horrible, but Brett is
quiet an effective recruiter. The younger boys look up to him and
after a few times of having sex with him, they are much more open
to the idea of having sex with someone older."

  "Yeah, that is kind of horrible, but also really hot," I
replied. I could see by the way that Madison was moving his groin
that Brett was finger fucking him underneath the water as the
boys continued to hump the hot tub jets.

  "If you don't want Brett fucking Madison, you better speak up
soon. I'll stop him if you don't want to share your boy," said
Tom. I looked over at him and saw that his hand was squeezing his
cock through his pants as he watched the boys.

  "No, don't stop him unless he tries to force himself on
Madison. If Madison wants Brett to fuck him, I'm okay with that,"
I said as reached down and adjusted myself.

  "Brett would never force himself on a younger boy. As for you
on the other hand, you better watch out. You he might consider
raping if that is the only way he could get that dick of yours up
his ass," said Tom.

  Outside, Brett reached over to where the towels were resting
and picked up a tube of lube. He pushed Madison up so that the
boy's chest and stomach were on the deck, his legs were still in
water and his ass was exposed. Brett pulled Maddy's swimsuit off,
then squirted some lube onto Madison's ass. The boy was obviously
practiced in the art of boy fucking. He quickly had Madison's ass
greased up and slide his young boy cock in my grandson.

  Tom reached up and very quietly cracked the window open so that
we could hear the boys. I recognized the sound of Madison moaning
in pleasure. He was obviously enjoying getting fucked by the
older boy.

  "Do you only play with boys and women or do you fool around
with men too?" asked Tom. I looked over at him and I could see
that he was checking out my package.

  "I'm bisexual, but a top, although I'll suck some boy dick
occassionally," I said. I could see the hunger in Tom's eyes. I
unbuttoned my pants and pulled my cock out. It was already hard
from watching Madison and Brett fuck. Tom's got wide as he saw my
cock. "Can you handle a man's dick?" I asked as tugged on my
cock.

  "I love boys, but I do miss getting to suck a real man's cock,"
said Tom. He dropped to his knees and started to suck on me. I
turned back to the window and watched Brett pounding away on
Madison's ass in the hot tub. At one point Madison sort of
reached back and pushed Brett away and I heard Madison say
"stop". I almost started to rush down there to rescue Madison
when I saw Brett jump away from Madison and immediately start
checking that Madison was okay.

  Madison crawled out of the hot tub and spread a towel out on
the deck then pointed for Brett to lay down. Once Brett was on
his back, Madison climbed up and sat down on the boy's dick. It
was actually very reassuring to see Madison actively
participating like that. I felt much better knowing that Madison
was confident enough to know what he wanted and what he didn't
want.

  Tom was a very talented cocksucker. I was really enjoying his
mouth, throat, and hands working on my cock while I got to watch
a live boy porn performance between our adoptive sons. I could
hear Madison moaning as he rode Brett's cock and the older boy
jacked him off. When Madison cried out from his dry orgasm, I
grabbed Tom's head and started brutally fucking the man's face
with my cock until I was ready to cum. I pulled my dick out and
jacked over his face. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth,
his tongue sticking out waiting for my load. "Ugggh," I grunted
as I blasted my cum onto his face.

  Tom cleaned off the head of my cock, then tucked it back inside
my underwear and pants. "I'll go clean this off, you should get
back downstairs," said Tom. I zipped up and went back down to the
living room. Tom joined a couple minutes later.

  "So, is it okay if Madison joins the team?" asked Tom.

  "Yes, but you need to promise me something. No pictures or
videos. I don't want my grandson plastered all over the internet
and the police investigating how he turned him into some boy porn
star," I said, my paranoia over getting caught demanding I at
least get some assurances before I turned Madison over to a
boylover.

  "Oh absolutely. I totally agree that taking pictures or video
is an unnecessary risk. I have a security camera on the front of
the house and some motion sensors to trigger flood lights if any
animals come out of the woods, but nothing that would record any
fun anyone is having. Also when the boys have sleepovers, I
confiscate any phones or devices with cameras. I've got a good
thing going here, I'm not going to risk it," he explained.

  "Good," I said, somewhat reassured that I could trust Tom not
to end up exposing Madison, and ultimately me.

  Madison was beaming when he and Brett came into the living room
after having rinsed off.  "I think we should get going now Maddy.
Why don't you go back upstairs and put your clothes back on,"
said I to Madison.

  "Yes sir," he said then went upstairs with Brett.

  The boys returned a few minutes later. Madison was dressed but
Brett was completely naked. I admired his young muscular body and
half-erect teen cock. He was smaller than Ricky but a little
bigger than Madison. I tore my eyes off the boy's body and got up
to shake hands with Tom, saying my goodbyes.

  Madison went to shake Tom's hand but Tom leaned down and
wrapped Madison up in a hug, "Welcome to the team Madison. We'll
see you at practice tomorrow," Tom said.

  "Thank you sir. See you tomorrow," replied Madison.

  Brett walked over to me and hugged me. He sort of straddled my
leg and started rubbing himself against my thigh. I couldn't
resist reaching down and feeling the boy's muscular ass. He let
out a very quiet moan and whispered, "Please fuck me sometime." I
forced myself to push him away before I threw him down on the
couch and fucked him right then.

  My cock was rock hard again and was painfully bent over on
itself in my underwear. Brett reached his hand out and tugged on
my cock, shifting it around so that it was no longer bent. "UDP,"
said Brett as he smiled.

  "Thanks," I said and tussled the boy's short blond hair. "Come
on Madison, time to get home. You have school in the morning," I
said as took Madison's hand and headed for my truck. On the drive
home Madison and I talked. He was concerned that I would be
jealous if he played with other boys or men and he didn't want to
do it if it would make me mad. I let him know that he was my
special little gay boy slut and I knew that little gay boy sluts
were going to have sex with a lot of boys and men and I was okay
with that.