A Marital Bed With Boys

   By Rob Loveboy Pedo, gay, bi Mb MT MW BW



   Chapter One



   I was slowly giving it to my wife, Janet.  Slowly at first, as we
enjoyed talking when we were making love.  We talked about our day's
events, mostly.  We were both twenty-eight and newlyweds after a very short
courtship.  There were no secrets among us, she knew of every girl or woman
I screwed beginning at the ripe young age of thirteen losing my virginity
to my mother's best friend, thirty-two year old Debra, who secretly taught
me all I needed to know about sex, and then some on the many occasions her
hubby was out of town.

   She seemed to get off having me describe that particular sexual
education in great detail.  Getting head for the first time, sucking tits,
licking pussy, and of course, intercourse.  She was quite inquisitive about
pubescent development, cock size, discovering masturbation and then orgasm,
fantasies in doing so, progressive quantity of ejaculation.

   That night was no different, however, she asked me if I had ever had sex
with another guy.  I hadn't thought about it in many years, but yes, I
confided that my best friend Jeremy and me fooled around one night after
getting hammered on his fathers homemade wine when we were twelve.

   Both ashamed the next day, we never did it again less talked about it.
Jeremy even pretended he didn't remember anything from the previous
evening. Janet wanted to know every detail about what we did that night. 
How big Jeremy's cock was, if he had pubic hair, could he orgasm, what his
cock and semen tasted like.  For some strange reason, it turned me on
reflecting on that episode causing my cock to swell just a little harder.
Janet felt it as well, clamping me tight.

   When Janet asked if I enjoyed it and would have done it again if Jeremy
hadn't gotten cold-feet, without a moments hesitation, I spat out that yes,
I would have.  Her next question I had to think about how honestly honest I
could be discussing homosexuality.  She pushed the subject a little farther
and inquired if I had ever thought about guys since then.  A gut feeling
told me she wanted a positive answer, somehow that revelation I thought
would make for a great fuck afterward, deciding to capitalize on her
apparent infatuation with young boys, I saw no harm in heightening her
excitement relaying that I looked at and fantasized about the young boys in
the change-room and showers at the YMCA that I frequented several times a
week, and truth be known, sweetheart, I thought about them when fucked you!

   Our sex turned heated, she had me describe the young smooth bodies and
genitals of boys ten to thirteen and came wildly screaming that she wanted
to take a young boy's virginity and watch me do the same.  The thought of
that three-way blew my mind and my nuts, probably one of the most intense
orgasms of my life.  I remained erect and we fucked again discussing what
we do to our fantasy boy indiscriminate of age that turned into multiple
boys seduced in succession of ages ranging from nine to thirteen.  It was
all harmless fantasy that mother-nature graciously allowed us humans the
luxury of.

   I was virtually hairless, a tuft between the pecs and a trail from my
navel that flourished at my crotch.  The following night I shaved it all of
in the bathtub, asshole and all.  Standing at the mirror, and not overly
endowed with a three inch flaccid penis that fully aroused, maxed at six
slender inches.  I looked like a tall twelve-year old boy all over again. I
surprised, and got the best blowjob from Janet that night who wasn't
normally keen on performing the act for any great length of time.  After
one year of marriage, she tasted her man's juice for the first time.

   We first rolled played, me as an eleven year old and as my pubes began
to grow back in, as did my roll-playing age.  We explored many different
ways to seduce a meek and mild naive boy into a sexually aggressive teen.
Janet bought the coolest silicone double dildo complete with balls.  She
had to shop around the sex stores to find just the right size replica of
boy-cock to play the role of Jeremy or any other neighborhood kid that we
eyed and fantasized about.  I sucked it, got fucked by it, jerked it off as
I took her anally; a concession she made and later learned to enjoy, all
the while, one end was planted inside her.  Our sex life had never been
more frequent or better.

   Fantasy turned into joking discussions of finding the real flesh and
boned warm body.  A neighborhood teen hired to cut the grass was thirteen
and drop-dead gorgeous.  He must have cherished his cut-off jean shorts
that seemed to fray considerably and get smaller up the thighs and tighten
on his body from the previous summer when he wore them.  His basket was
prominently displayed, perhaps three inches of cock slightly bulged the
denim on the left side, and prominent orbs inflated the lower right seam..
Upon close curious inspection, Janet and I both established that the boy
was circumcised, not that we had any preference one way or the other, it
really didn't matter what the candy inside the attractive wrapper looked
like, it would taste delicious all the same.

   Cory became our dream-boy.  Every Saturday afternoon we'd lay by the
pool and ogle him.  Our imaginary three-ways improvised by me fucking Janet
and her simultaneously using the dildo on me as if he was kneeling behind
me.

   Janet was a petite woman looking many years younger than her age.  Her
rack only complimented her beauty.  In a bikini she was a knockout, exactly
the attire needed to try and seduce Cory.  I wore a pair of undersized
Speedos that left nothing to the imagination, not that I thought the boy
was queer, it was simply window dressing hoping that we both reeked
sexually as we laid on the pool deck and cuddled and kissed getting carried
away knowing Cory was within eyesight mowing the lawn.

   The thought of fucking my wife right there and then in front of the kid
was almost too much to bare.  It may have ruined our well thought out and
well rehearsed master-plan of seduction.  However, my hard aching cock
encased in my shrink-wrap-like swimsuit was part of the scheme and timed
perfectly as he pushed the mower within close proximity and I rose
nonchalantly to take a dip in the pool.  That turned me on so much that I
felt my nuts stirring ready to explode when he couldn't help but notice and
gave it a momentary appraisal and secondary gander at Janet sprawled out on
the towel, her legs spread wide with her bottoms tightly molded into a
camel-tongue appearance and her tits overflowing her top.  It couldn't have
been better orchestrated, He knew I caught him as his face flushed red,
smiling at him face to face until he picked up his pace to resume cutting
the grass.  I knew in my heart that Cory was going to go home and would
jerk-off that night.

   That night, I played the role of Cory pounding his pug in his bed while
Janet erotically described his bedroom; Star Trek posters plastering the
walls, a racing-car bed, model airplanes hanging from the ceiling; puzzles
and game sets and books cluttering shelves, and a crusty cum laden white
sock within his reach.  I pictured it all in my imagination.  I was inside
Cory's body blasting semen to my forehead as jettison after jettison
weakened and splattered my neck, chest, stomach and finally dripping off my
hand onto my crotch.  Memories of that prowess youthful time of my life
relived that I tried to explain to Janet who, as I, was astonished at the
velocity and distance my cum travelled.

   She wiped up the mess with the dildo, stuck her end inside herself and I
went down on it with Janet mimicking a boy writhing in ecstasy telling me
he was cumming.  The taste of my own cum thick and slimy reminded me of
Jeremy's load, a boy of advanced state of puberty, and the only jizz I had
ever tasted before my own and not remembering enough to make any
comparison. I was bound and determined to taste Cory's cum there after.

   Janet wasn't home one night that week, a real estate agent, she kept odd
hours.  On the table was a newspaper obviously opened and folded over for
my perusal.  It was an ad published by `Forest Lawn Home For Boys' pleading
for bleeding heart samaritans to open their homes to orphaned boys aged ten
to sixteen, minimal one weekend a month in order to give them a sense of
family values while they were housed in limbo awaiting placement in
adoptive homes.  I never had to guess for a second why the ad was so
conveniently left for me to find.  She had yellow highlighted the ages ten,
eleven and twelve and drawn a happy-face around it.  Re-reading the ad, my
cock stirred once, twice, three times until I was fully erect at the
potential opportunity blatantly staring me in the face.

   I had already caught myself staring at youngsters.  The YMCA offered day
and after-school care.  Six, seven and eight year olds running around naked
in the locker room without a shred of modesty.  That age of total innocence
playing grabsies, unencumbered by shyness that was yet to be instilled in
their brains by parents.

   Being the only male adult around at that time of day, my casual naked
presence in the showers didn't go unnoticed by many young lads, natural
boyhood curiosity of the adult genitalia.  Some went on along on their
merry business, others lingered to gawk.  I presumed it was those boys who
didn't have fathers or older brothers, seeing the matured male anatomy for
the first time and visibly mesmerized by it.  Especially when I prompted an
erection to fill their eyes in awe just for the hell of it.

   I could never do anything that young beyond enjoying the perverted
expieience of being an exobitionist, I convinced myself.  It was just funny
shit.  When I mentioned it to Janet during the short strokes after talking
about Cory, she blew me away telling me to take one somewhere private and
give him a blowjob and convince him to return the favor.  Every day she
pestered me during sex asking why I hadn't taken advantage of opportunity
to at least try it with a young boy.

   That Friday afternoon, I waited patiently in the shower for one
particular boy of about nine.  He had been my biggest fan all week, his
eyes darting up and down shyly smiling at me when I would meet his eyes.  I
convinced myself that he wanted me, why else would he not run to play in
the pool with his friends?  Long brown unruly hair in bad need of a trim.
Wide hazel eyes, a pug nose and an unnaturally wide mouth that I had told
Janet was made for sucking man cock.

   I summoned him closer, knelt on one knee basically telling him how bad
he wanted to feel my man cock and that I would allow him to do so if he
wanted.  Like taking candy from a baby, he followed me into the private
handicap shower stall.  I placed one of his hands on my balls, the other I
rapped around my dick leaving him to play at his leisure for a while.  He
kept looking up at me shyly, but his smile told me that he was enjoying it
just as janet had said he would.

   I knelt on both knees and shimmied down his wet trunks telling him it
was my turn to to see and play with his boy-cock.  Surprising as hell, he
was three inches hard, thick as my thumb, uncut with a foreskin still
shielding his glans.  He was going to be a lady pleaser one day.  I let him
know how big and beautiful his cock was, there was a pride displayed on his
face learning that, must be a guy thing, I thought.

   It was like silk to the touch.  His not so small scrotum encased
grape-size delicate oebs still prematurely tight to his groin.  I tenderly
took them both in my mouth to roll my tongue over.  I could literally feel
the sac expanding and extracting in my mouth, it would be a few years
before they finally dropped, but I had to wonder if he wasn't going to
blossom into early phase of puberty at age ten or eleven.

   I reluctantly forced my mouth off his cock, time was of the essence
fearing he would be missed by the care staff.  I stood, propping him up by
his underarms onto the high-placed seat.  Crotch level, I placed his hands
accordingly and pointed my salivating cock at his lips and told him to do
to me what I did for him.  I was ecstatic when his wide, made to measure
mouth opened without further instance for me to slowly bury my modest-size
cock to the point where I knew it would choke him if I forced him. 
Remarkably satisfied with four inches, told to close his mouth around it,
teeth an accepted novice sacrifice on my part, I fucked his mouth for
exactly thirty-seconds estimated by thrusts.

   Like a trooper, as if knowing what was expected of him, he swallowed
every drop of what I told him was baby-making man-milk he was tasting and
not piss which he seemed to come to terms with and suck me until I freed
his head of the obligation.  I cleaned up his mouth and slipped on his
bathing trunks unable to resist the urge to give his still hard dick a few
pulls and a quick suck advising him that lots of older boys and men
secretly sucked each other's cocks and that he was one of the best
cock-suckers I ever had.  He beamed ear to ear with pride.  Asking if he
wanted to meet up again the following week for more fun, he eagerly agreed.
I learned his name was Jason, and with a pat on his bum, sent him off to
find his friends

   Janet came home early that evening and I could not wait to tell her I
scored.  We fucked in the hallway as I detailed the boy's cock and nuts and
what we did.  She went into spasms orgasming telling me to find a way to
bring him home so as we could take his virginity.  Younger than I thought
she would want sex with, I had to agree with her that Jason's cock could
very well please a woman if shown how to use it, and it would fit snuggly
up my ass.  My only concern left to chance then was if he could take my
manhood without rectal damage.  I agreed to find a way to bring him home.

   The next day was Saturday.  Three hours of cory in his short-shorts and
topless mowing our lawn on schedule as usual.  Screw the seduction agenda,
point blank I told him how obvious it was that he wanted to fuck my wife.
Laughing, I and told him that I had no problem with it.  I had unplugged
the lawn mower gaining his full attention with nothing else to do but stand
there or run away scared.

   He went ten shades of red, couldn't look me in the eye and his feet
moved in a slow nervous dance.

   And scared he was when I took him by the arm and led him to the patio.
Janet was laying topless and smiled up at him.  I tried to reassure him
patting his back, my hand lowering to his ass for a manly squeeze and a
wink of the eye giving him permission and courage to go to the women with
the outstretched arms inviting him down.  The usual flaccid cock to the
left was at a ninety-degree angle in his shorts, his balls obviously fell
somewhere below or had got sucked into his groin, his erection needing the
excess skin that prevents some guys from hanging when fully aroused.

   I peeled off her bottoms dragging Cory down to his knees.  Legs spread,
her lips glistened in the sun wet with anticipation of desire for the young
cock that she secretly wanted.  I didn't care about myself, no sense
scaring him away if he took my advances poorly.  I had a fantasy fulfilled
the day before, it was her time to enjoy a a young piece of virginal meat.
I wanted nothing other than to see him naked and get his first lay as I had
from an older woman.  A pussy whipped desire for more visits, Cory might
easly be cohersed into bisesuality if Janet encouraged it.

   Oh, how the kid was naive.  Laying atop Janet, she told him to open his
mouth to kiss.  As if he was at a dentist office, he opened wide.  We
laughed at the innocence but not in a condescending way.  Janet had him lip
locked and sucking tongues in no time.

   I took his head away and planted it on her left tit, I took the right
nipple.  Together we slurped and nibbled, him paying close attention to my
expertise.  I took the heated opportunity to unsnap his shorts.  Not once
did he display unease, even when I slid my hand inside to cop an innocent
feel and found the tell-tale signs that he had already creamed himself at
some point.

   I let him continue to tittie suck, content as he was, and hauled off his
skin-tight shorts with great effort.  His milk-white cheeks opened and
closed periodically exposing the his pink virgin folds.  Rimming had never
occurred me before, but I could imagine how pleasurable it would be on a
boy and Cory's puckered hole was begging to be tongue fucked, I made a
mental note to give Jason a special treat and take advantage of his
gullibility to return the favor so as I could experience the curious sexual
act for myself.

   Cory groaned when Janet found his cock between their bellies.  I clearly
remembered being touch for the first time by Jeremy and then more lovingly
by Debra.  There was just something totally mind-blowing about that first
sensation of being fondled by a hand other than your own and Cory was
experiencing that historical moment of erotica that would stay with him
forever.

   I shucked my skimpy swimsuit taking the opportunity to steal a glance
between his thighs and saw Janet's fingers massaging his loose and fluid
pink sac, her painted nails only a shade darker tantalizing Cory's
cherry-size testis.  However his cock was still a visual mystery to me.

   Cory, panting like a dog, began to dry hump Janet.  I could see her
elbow peeking out from between them vibrating.  Obviously, she had grasped
his cock to masturbate him giving him something firm to fuck.  Cory reared
back his head in absolute bliss.  I hoped he would hold off long enough for
another historical event in his life, the losing of his cherry to a woman
twice his age.

   I had maintained silence thus far keeping a low profile so as not to
possibly intimidate him with my presence.  That silence was broken when I
leaned into his face and asked him if he was ready to stick his cock in my
wife's cunt and please her.  He was trembling in anticipation unable to
form words and shook his head.  Spittle formed at the corners of his mouth
and snot began to leak from his nose.  Janet and I had already agreed that
I would be the one to position any boy's cock and watch him slide into her.

   If Cory was at all apprehensive when I lifted him onto all fours to
hover over Janet who wrapped her legs around the boy's hips, he never
complained even when I manhandled his tool giving it a few strokes before
aiming and letting him make the final plunge and lay upon Janet and fuck
his brains out.  Finally, I got to see the boy's full package.  A sleek
five inches of cut cock no thicker than a broomstick, not bad for thirteen
years old.  It would have been easy to count the pubic hair above his base,
some long and curly, others barely breaking the skin.  I will admit, I was
concerned about the possibility of a boy half my age out sizing my own in
self conscious shame, happy to see that I could maintain a sense of
dignity. What man wouldn't be intimidated by that in front of his wife?

   Taking advantage of his lustful state of desire, I chanced reaching
under his ass to fondle his nuts keeping a close eye ready for a negative
reaction.  Just as I thought, in the heat of the moment he could care less
that another guy, an adult man nonetheless, was feeling him up.

   Janet boosted the kid's ego screaming over and over how nice his big
cock felt inside her.  Her nails dug into his ass cheeks and back never
being one to hold back vocalizing pleasure or caring who was in the next
room to hear it.  It was always good for my ego whenever overheard.  She
was not faking orgasm, I could feel the wetness at the base of Cory's cock
and hear the sloppy sound as he Her fantasy had become a reality.

   Most men would be aghast at their wives screwing young boys, but then
again most wives would be aghast knowing their husbands desired and
molested prepubescent young boys.  The perfect marriage, in my humble
opinion.

   Cory finally succumbed.  I had to admire his stamina, although he had
already blew a load in his shorts.  I watched his ass quiver and felt his
nuts retract and tighten ever so slightly.  Exhausted, he collapsed with
his full weight on Janet.  She kissed him passionately despite the snotty
mess flowing down his upper lip.  The scene added to the reality of his
youth.

   I permitted him a few more minutes of prowess pride and delight as his
cock voided the last remnants of his semen.  Pushing him aside, I went down
on Janet to savor the mixture of their orgasms.  Cory watched on covering
his jewels with his hands in post-climatic modesty coming down from his
devil-may-care lust and erotica.  He was only too happy when Janet forced
his head to suck her tits, rolling into her side with his genitals safely
hidden from view.

   I believe it might have been his first good look at his competition's
genitalia exposed to him longer than it should have taken to bury myself
where he left off.  Encouraging was the straining of his eyes with a nipple
in his mouth in order to ogle my goods.  Whether he was impressed or
disgusted was anyone's guess, time would tell.

   After i was spent atop Janet, I convinced the reluctant kid to cool off
in the pool with Janet and me.  He relented, but remained self-conscious of
his nudity.  Janet assured him that he had a beautiful body to show off, I
concurred that he had nothing to be ashamed of and could put many men to
shame.  I believe what eased him was when I compared my flaccid cock as not
much larger than his own, hell, he even had longer pubic hair, I laughed,
mine still growing back.  Cory let his guard down, still remaining somewhat
timid and joined us for a swim.

   I didn't mind in the least when he and janet flirted, kissed and touched
each other.  I wanted him to feel comfortable about it all and keep him
coming back for more.  Unfortunately, Cory had to leave.  His parents were
going out for dinner and he had to look after his little sister but would
return the next day to finish mowing the lawn said with a sparkle in his
eye.  In a group hug, he and I took turns kissing Janet passionately.  At
one point our faces were pressed together with our tongues competing for
hers.  I dared running a hand down his back as Janet had done to squeeze
his cheek, his cock was hard again felt brushing my left thigh.  I pushed
his ass into my side to feel it mashed against my leg.  Not a moment of
reluctance displayed as he and I were all but literally kissing each other
as we kissed Janet.  My seduction of Cory was moving along quicker than
expected.  He was definitely warming up to me.  He had to if he wanted
Janet.

   Janet had a sudden house-showing appointment for six-thirty.  I opened a
bottle of wine and sat naked on the patio enjoying the warm evening when
the doorbell interrupted my solitude.  Wrapping a towel around my waist, I
went to see who it was.  I almost keeled over when there stood Jason
dressed in a scout uniform.  He was selling chocolate bars for his troop's
fundraiser and just as stunned to see me as I was him.  I invited him
inside for a coke telling him I would buy the whole box.  On second
thought, I winked at him and slyly asked if he would prefer to share a
bottle of wine man-to-man if he didn't tell anyone.

   Of course he was elated at being treated much older and sat with me like
a little man as I asked questions about him.  I learned that he didn't live
very far away, didn't have a father, as I suspected, and that his mother
worked as a waitress at a local pub I had noticed but never stopped into. I
couldn't believe that she left him alone at night until two or three; to
his own defence, I learned he was actually ten-years old as of three days
ago, he was certainly small for his age.

   The thought of slowlystripping his cute little scout uniform from his
body and kissing and picking every part of him had me rock hard.  I lifted
the towel and showed him how happy I was to see him again asking if he was
equally pleased seeing me, as well.  He was quick on his feet when I asked
him if he wanted to come over and suck me off again.  In a standing
position, he leaned the short distance holding my cock upright to his oddly
shaped wide mouth and went down.  Slouching on the deckchair with my legs
spread to allow him full access and having time on my side to properly
teach him the fine art of sucking man-cock and added attentive oral
ball-play into the equation.  Jason was a quick learner, much more eager
than I would have guessed any ten-year old would be.

   He was destined to be a cock-sucker the rest of his life.  Without an
ounce of guilt, I had merely shown him the way and given him an early
start. No different than Cory's sexual education, he was only doing it
sooner than later, and if he played his cards right, he would never have to
beg and grovel to a girlfriend, actually, he would become a better lover
for it to some lucky girl one day.  Janet and I were doing a service
providing for sexually charged boys.  Giving them a taste of both sexes to
decide for their own sexual identity and destiny.

   Standing him before he, I lowered his leather woggle down his kerchief
far enough to remove it from around neck.  His cap had long since fallen
off giving me head.  Removing his sash, I asked about the various badges
and pins that had been earned, proudly he named each one's purpose.  He
laughed when I told him I was going to find a badge for excellence in
cock-sucking.

   Unbuttoning his shirt, I nuzzled and sucked each dark penny-size sphere
impressed to find him capable of stimulation to raisin size nipples.  I was
rough with them between my teeth and fingers, he flinched several times but
never uttered complaint.  I resisted leaving hickies on his neck, I so
desperately wanted to see him covered in them all the down to his crotch
where I would chance leaving my `brand' before the night was done, unlikely
that anyone would see his genitals and question the love bites.

   Off his shoulders the shirt fell to his waist, the tails still tucked
into his short-pants.  His hairless armpits were targeted next for oral
exploration, he giggled.  It occurred to me that I hadn't noticed or
checked to see if Cory had underarm hair as yet.  Although I would soon
devour his body, too, getting to know it better than he knew it himself.

   I tongued and sucked Jason's belly-button while I unsnapped his shorts
and lowered his zipper, already detecting though the material that he was
erect, and grateful that he was indeed enjoying the session letting me do
whatever I wished with his complete trust and silent permission.  I knew in
my heart that he would be my boy-lover for a very long time to come, and
watch him develop through puberty and one day enticing his testicles to
finally release their nectar.

   The scout-shirt fell to the floor from his loosed waistband before the
shorts gathered beside at his ankles.  His excitement that tented his blue
briefs could wait while I lifted each foot to remove sneakers and white
ankle socks.  He looked confused, maybe even disappointed when I gathered
up his clothing and instructed him to follow me.  From the front door, down
the hall and up the stairs I left a trail of clothing for Janet.  Imagine,
leaving a trail of blatant boyish related evidence leaving no doubt as to
what you were doing with him upstairs.

   In our marital bed I removed the final barrier to complete his nakedness
and went to work on his short fat cock that appeared somewhat larger and
firmer than it did at the YMCA, perhaps his comfort level being fully aware
of what we were going to be doing together, little did he know that we
would have female company and was going to learn about sex well beyond his
tender age.

   I tasted his rectum, wishing my tongue was many inches longer to explore
his depth as deep as my index finger had penetrated.  Jason squealed at the
sudden painful intrusion.  I didn't know much about young boys.  Did they
have a prostate love-button, or was that an advanced phase at puberty age?
I was about to explore and find out when I heard Janet enter the house. 
Moments later she walked into our bedroom with her arms loaded with Jason's
clothes to see a boy with his ass high in the air as if praying to Allah
and me face deep between his cheeks slobbering away.  Jason was shocked and
frightened by the sudden appearance of a woman.  He tried to scoot forward
perhaps to cover himself and hope she hadn't seen what we were doing.  That
reaction instilled in me that Jason would be trustworthy, he knew bloody
well that what we did together was taboo to anyone else.

   I introduced Janet to Jason.  She smiled reassuringly at the dumbfounded
lad watching her undress, eyes the size of silver-dollars and swallowing
hard.  It wasn't long before she was able to convince his to warm up to
her. Laying naked beside us, Jason in the middle, she stroked his hair
asking about scouts, his school and friends as if we were sitting around
the dinner table having a family discussion about nothing in particular.  I
left her to it, caressing his upper body slowly working lower winning his
trust through motherly words until they were giggling about something to do
with doting mothers.

   He let her fondle his soft penis and immature testis as they talked. 
Even spreading his knees to allow both Janet and me to arouse him, her
giggling, commenting that in her opinion, he was every bit a man as the big
lug taking up space to the right of him.

   What we agreed upon and avoided with Cory was her performing oral sex on
him so as not to spoil him.  Intercourse being enough to stimulate his
curiosity to explore other sexual acts later.  There were no such strategic
provisions in place with Jason.  Hard to explain, but having sex with me
was one thing, he seemed to relate to that.  However, sex with an adult
female would be a foreign territory and less appealing to him.  He wasn't
yet sexual in that nature as say Cory was.

   Janet went down on him.  Nothing that he hadn't experienced before, just
from a different perspective.  One thing he was familiar with was my cock
at his lips, head forced to the left of his prone position.  He wrapped his
hand around it, still in training, but not at all unwilling to practise
what he learned.  How or why I found Jason and then his sudden appearance
at my home was truly miraculous.  Meant to be relationship.  Perhaps the
Good Lord Himself decided the boy needed a man in his life, a challenge
imposed on me to nurture and show him love well beyond sex, that was just
God's way of showing His gratitude to me!  What a bunch of rubbish . . .  I
stumbled upon a lucky break, no more, no less, no divine intervention
unless there happened to be a `Guardian-Saint' of pedohiles; surely the
Catholic Church had a few of those I would imagine.

   It was time for Jason to lose one of his virginities.  As I did with
Cory, only a little more instruction, he was propped to delve into his
first pussy at my count.  One . . .  Two . . .  Three . . .  GO!  A game I
thought necessary to intrigue him into fucking Janet.

   He did well pounding away as instructed but not really knowing what he
was doing.  I stopped him.  He needed to learn about vaginas and I had him
kneel between Janet's legs and I spread her folds showing him the tiny
penis that girls had and to lick it as he did my much bigger one.  Janet
went nuts as I knew she would.  A ten year old boy eating her pussy caused
her to cum.  I held Jason's head in place with strict orders to continue
sucking her `dick.'

   His face was saturated when I let him up telling him what a good job
he'd done pleasing Janet, who panted and agreed young Jason had done a
superb job.  I hauled him into me and forced his mouth open with my tongue
teaching him another sexual attribute that after minimal instruction, he
caught onto, but would need more tutoring to allow himself to suck a
tongue.

   Janet got up to use the bathroom and came back with a jar of Vasoline,
handing it to me with the most evil smile telling me it was my well
deserved turn to take Jason's second and last virginal entity.  She held
him atop her like a mother would hold her child.  I licked his hole for a
long while as Janet talked to him face to face about baseball, kissing his
mouth intimately once in awhile.  The boy was totally relaxed as I spread
the jelly around his outer rectum and then well applied over my cock, he
was clueless what fate was in-store, a new sexual act to be introduced, one
he may not enjoy at first, but one that he would learn to love sooner or
later as a man-pleaser.

   I was at least two inches buried before he reacted.  No cunt I ever
fucked was as tight.  Jason's reaction was to shimmy forward to try and
escape the onslaught of his boygina that had already passed beyond his
hymen-like sphincter.  Janet held him in place, kissing him, telling him to
relax and take it like a man that he was.  He settled down, I seen Janet
licking the tears from his face.

   It was like stuffing my cock inside a bratwurst sausage, careful not to
tear the casing while stuffing the meat inside.  Damn, he was tight.  My
cock ached to the point where I could have settled and fucked him shallow,
the urge to cum was already pressure cooking, the need to bury inside him
was overpowering, my first boy-fuck wasn't going to be compromised by a
whiny kid.  I pummeled and pummeled until I felt my crotch against his his
tailbone, Satisfied, I came.

   Jason had been broken in for future use, a role he had no choice in,
really.  Janet lovingly explained his new purpose in life as a man pleaser.
Getting fucked by a man, she explained without sugaring up words, or giving
men blowjobs, another new slang word learned, was perfectly normal and how
lucky he was to have a fine man like me willing to teach him masculine
stuff that boys his age should know.  Damn, she was good.  She took him to
the bathroom and cleaned him up.  When he returned he laid beside me
looking me in the eye and thanked me for fucking him.  Janet had a smug
look and and devilish smile, the crafty bitch had instructed him to say
that.

   It was approaching eleven o'clock.  I told him I would drive him home
before his mom got home from work.  Jason asked if he could stay over
night, that his mother would think he was sleeping at his friend Trevors
house.  Quite obviously, he harbored no resentment and wanted to stay with
us.  The thought of having our ten-year old lover sleep the night in our
bed between us was more than we could ever hope for.

   Janet told him that would be nice because she wanted her two men to fuck
her.  It took me only minutes to orally get him aroused again.  It was a
fine opportunity to teach him about jerking off as all boys do.  We watched
on as he beat his beautiful boy cock, it was erotic and he was really into
it.  I wished he could cum and wondered if he could be brought to dry
orgasm at least.

   Janet sat on his cock and rode him.  I placed both his hands on her
bouncing tits and showed him how to tweak her nipples.  Janet had always
maintained that size didn't matter in pleasuring a woman.  She manipulated
her pussy so that Jason's smaller cock rubbed just the right place and
howled like a cat in heat.  I ventured a rear view peak to see his young
cock fucking my wife, his balls were wet from her cumming over them
multiple times.  I met Jason's eyes and gave him the thumbs-up sign telling
him that he was officially a man.  The proud smile was priceless.

   I couldn't resist a leaning over and kissing him, he had learned that
lesson well , rolling his tongue over mine.  It was difficult to keep the
momentum as the kid was being jostled as Janet fucked him vigorously.  His
cock would be raw by the time he finished fucking me next.

   I didn't lube him wanting to feel some pain in the process.  We had
brought out his self-sexual awareness, his hands immediately went for my
erection without being told.  The boy loved cock over titties, no two ways
about it.  He repeatedly dabbed a finger in my precome and sucked it off. I
asked him if he wanted to suck it when I was ready to cum after he fucked
me.  His eyes and grin said it all, he wanted me to cum in his mouth like I
had done at the YMCA.  It occurred to be that he hadn't even seen man-cum
yet!  He was in for a double treat.

   Like Janet, I found my own erogenous spot to use his cock for a
controlled stimulation of.  She was right, size didn't matter, at least not
when you were on top and in control of your pleasure.  Jason's was the
first cock to enter me and doubled his pride when Janet thoughtfully
explained virginity and told him that he was actually taking my second
virginity as she and I had each taken his.  It became quite apparent to me
the responsibility and obligation of detailed sexual education Janet and I
faced taking on such an innocent young and naive lover.

   Unable to hold back the intense pleasure Jason was giving me, I pulled
off and using my knees, shimmied up his body just in time to lift his head
by his hair from the pillow and from a foot away begin ejaculation that hit
him square in the face.  Once he realized what was happening and fascinated
by it, much to Janet's amusement, he tried to catch each shot in his mouth
until I rewarded him by shoving my cock in his mouth to allow him to help
unload the rest.

   Getting a morning blowjob while Janet prepared breakfast, Jason's lesson
continued.  He was instructed that when he needed to stop sucking to
replenish his lungs, the idle time should be put to use licking my balls.
His wide mouth easy accommodated a testicle, that after repeated practise,
he mastered without causing me pain.

   to be continued . . .
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