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The first day that my friendship with Alex changed was a Wednesday.  On Friday morning, just as I sat down to write for the day, I had a call from his mom.  My heart pounded in alarm as I saw the number on my caller ID.  Images of the sheriff showing up at my home hauling me off sprung forth as I tried to sound natural with Jane.

   "Hi, Jesse, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.  Got a minute?"

   "Sure, Jane, I haven't started writing yet, what's up?"

   "Michael's father is really ill and we're not expecting him to live. 
He's in hospice in Boston and he needs to be with his dad and mom.  He's
cleared his trial schedule for two weeks and I'm going to join him.  We
went back and forth about taking Alex with us and we talked with him last
evening and gave him the choice of going with us and he felt some
substantial trepidation about watching his granddad die.  Alex and Michael
Sr.  haven't been very close, and I'm going to trust my son's desire to not
go.  It's a really sad thing.  Michael and his dad were once so close, but
they had a falling out, so Alex hasn't spent much time with his
grandparents.  Do you suppose that A could stay with you while we're away?
I know it's short notice and an imposition, but Alex loves you so much, and
I would sure feel better knowing he's with you during this time.  I could
have him stay home with cook, but..."

   Relief flooded through me and my body immediately reacted to the idea of
having two weeks with Alex in my bed every night.  Watching him sleep,
learning about his body, teaching him about mine...

   "Jesse, are you there?" Jane interrupted my racing mind.

   "Gawd, Jane, I'm sorry, I was just thinking about you all and how sad
this is.  Of course Alex can stay with me.  You know I love him, too.  I'll
do anything to help.  He's out of school when, next week?  For the summer?"


   "Yea, school is out next week.  Could you handle him full time?"

   "Jane, of course.  I'll be finished with my draft a week from today and
it will be on its way to my editor, so I will have a break.  Would you mind
if I cooked up some kind of adventure for Alex?  Maybe take him on a little
vacation?"

   "Oh, gads, Jesse, that would be incredible.  If you want to do that, I'm
sure Alex would be the happiest kid on the planet.  Do you want to tell him
after school today?  I can't thank you enough, Jesse."

   "Yes, I'll certainly tell him, and no thanks necessary.  I love getting
to borrow your sweet kiddo, Jane.  Please give Michael my kind regards and
know that my energies are with you all during this time."

   "Jesse, you're a lifesaver.  I'll get Alex' clothes and stuff together.
Anything he will need?"

   "Just pack his swimsuit and hiking boots and, does he have any dressy
clothes?  A suit?  Not sure what we'll do, and we can always acquire
whatever we don't have."

   "Got it, that's fabulous, Jesse.  We owe you!"

   "No, honestly, Jane, I'm delighted to have him.  I'll tell him tonight.
When do you leave?"

   "Actually, if you want him to stay this evening, we'll come over and say
goodbye, as we're taking the red-eye out this evening.  This all happened
awfully quickly."

   "Alright, I will make a light supper this evening and we can all have
dinner before you go.  How's that?"

   "Perfect, a major bonus.  I've never eaten anything from your kitchen
that wasn't fabulous.  Could we come around 7?"

   "Absolutely.  Alex and I will make a special dinner.  See you later!"

   My writing day was shortened, as I made time to prepare to cook dinner
for Alex's parents.  My mind and body buzzed at the idea of having Alex for
two weeks, or more, as I assumed Jane and Michael would be fine with my
taking him on a vacation that lasted past when they would return.

   I ended up having a very productive day at the computer, sent off my
work to my editor and let her know I would be largely out of touch for the
next month.  I was fortunately ahead of schedule on the current work and I
seldom made time for time away from work, so he was incredibly forbearing.
When we concluded our dealings, I sat for a moment realizing I'd just given
myself a vacation.  "Huh," I mused.  "I never do this.  Wow.  I'm going to
be highly indulgent and not work.  I don't know if I remember how to do
this!" And then I thought about Alex and his sunny smile and his growing
body and realized "Oh, yea, I will manage to get away from work..."

   I raced to the store, picked up ingredients for a cauliflower soufflé
and Italian bread salad.  I was peeling apples for a pie when Alex came in.
It was the first time we'd seen one another since Wednesday, although we
had chatted on the phone a couple of times and passed a couple of text
messages.

   I was standing at the counter wearing only a short silk robe as I'd
showered in anticipation of spending some sexy time with my little boy just
as soon as he arrived.  My wet hair was French braided.  He came in, tossed
down his backpack and rapped himself around me, pulling me down to him to
kiss.

   I held him and kissed him hungrily, immediately wanting him naked.  The
bedroom was too far, I broke the kiss and said, "Come with me!"

   My house is on twelve different levels, each room separated by differing
numbers of stairs.  It's been featured in Architectural Digest and
endlessly photographed.  My suite is at the very top level, and scattered
throughout the house are five other bedrooms, various game rooms, the
kitchen and dining room open to a greatroom with a grand piano and long
leather couches along one wall.

   The carpet in the greatroom is pure indulgence, so thick that it is very
comfortable to lounge on, to lie on in front of the fire.  I pulled a
blanket off the couch and unfolded it on carpet.  I unbuttoned Alex' button
down shirt and shucked off his pants.  He stood in his tighty whiteys and I
could see the tent pushing out.  He pulled the tie on my robe and it
opened. I shrugged out of it.  Staring into my eyes, he slipped his
underwear off.

   I said, "Remember when you described how you saw your father up against
your mom, baby?  I want you to do that to me.  And, I want you to put your
cock in my bottom, Alex, just like I used my finger in you on Wednesday,
okay?"

   "Man, Jesse, that felt so good to me.  I want to make you feel that
good. Okay, I will do my best."

   I opened a drawer in an end table where I stowed some lube.  "When we
play with butts, baby, it's really important to use lube, okay?  Put some
lube on your penis and some on your fingers and put it on and in my bottom,
okay?"

   I laid down on the carpet and put a pillow under my belly to give him a
little height.  I knew the difference in our heights could be a problem,
but I wanted him in my ass.  I reached behind me and spread my cheeks so as
to give him as little resistance as possible.  I'm pretty lean, but I do
have a round butt...a butt that loves to be impaled by cock.

   "Just put that hard cock against my butt, Alex, and push inside.  Don't
worry, you won't hurt me."

   Alex put his hands on my ass cheeks, stroking them lightly across my
hands.  "Jesse, I feel really hard and hot.  I can't wait to get inside of
you.  Your bottom is so pretty.  Okay, here goes."

   As he tried to find the right angle, I leaned up some to help and we
found the right angle as he thrust and in one thrust, he was all the way
inside of me, which surprised both of us.

   "Ooof!" Alex said as he slipped against me.

   "Fuck YES, baby!" I moaned.  He cock, which not large, felt incredible
inside me.  Something about his age, his cock was as stiff as metal, a
warm, hungry shaft.  "Okay, babyboy, now move in me, back and forth.  Go
slowly to start, so I can get used to you."

   He put his hands on my hips and I continued to hold my ass open for him.
The fit was amazing.  He made deep strokes, as far as his length would
allow, slowly.  The slowness was maddening to me.  My woman throbbed and I
longed for DP as he fucked my bottom.

   He kept moving, and picked up his pace.  He reached forward and held my
arms, allowing him more thrust.

   "Jesse, it's so tight on me, you feel so good.  It's so hot!  I have to
go faster, I need to do it harder!"

   I slid one hand underneath me and touched my pearl, which was swollen
larger than I ever remembered.  I was drenched and began lightly touching
myself.

   "It's okay, Alex, fuck me faster now, baby.  Give it to me.  As hard as
you can!"

   He flew in and out of me, reaming my ass with his stiff little rod.  I
fragged my clit and tried to stay as still as possible for Alex.  I started
to cum and made high pitched moans and tightened my ass more on Alex.  He
fucked harder still as my orgasm gripped us both and he yelled, "Jesse, I'm
gonna squirt in you!  Oh god, Jesse, I'm doin' it!"

   I felt his hot gift shooting inside my ass and continued to cum through
his orgasm.  I turned over and spread my legs and said, "Put your fist
inside me like the other day, honey, and move it in and out hard!"

   He did as I asked and triggered the deep vaginal orgasm my body craved.
Alex's fist filled me so tightly, I screamed out "YES!!!!"

   As I clenched his arm, he put his head down and licked my pearl and
stroked it with his other hand.  I kept cumming.

   "Take your hand out, baby.  Are you hard again?"

   "Yes, Jesse, I am.  Can I put it in you like this?"

   Knowing that I had cleaned myself well, and not worrying about bacteria
transmission, I said, "Oh yea, baby, please."

   Once again, I spread my legs very wide for maximum penetration.  I
tightened my Kegel muscles as much as I could and reached down and held his
little ass to pull him in more deeply.

   His face was enrapt as he entered me and locked his eyes on mine.  A
light sheen of sweat covered his body but he was tireless, this child.  I
felt so good.  My body was on fire with desire for my forbidden love of
this nine year old.  He leaned forward and took my breasts in his hands,
kneading them as he moved in me.  His movements became dreamlike, stroking
in and out of me, rubbing my nipples, as I found his tiny nipples and
lightly pinched and played with them.  He knelt up and we switched
positions so that he was sitting under me and I sat facing him with my legs
over his, as we connected at our pubic bones.  We could kiss one another in
that position, which was magic.  I rode him and could bend to him so that
our tongues could dance.  His head naturally ended at my breast area and he
sucked and then I asked him to bite my breasts, my nipples, and all over
them.  I wanted his mark all over me.

   "Bite me, honey.  Start soft and bite more.  I'll tell you when it's too
much.  I love to be bitten.  As you bite, suck, too."

   I continued to ride him as he began biting me.  "Good boy, that's it! 
Now move a little, all over my breast, honey, mark my chest."

   He kept biting and sucking and moving to the next spot.  I rode him
slowly because I didn't want him to cum too soon.

   "Kiss me some more, Alex," I said and our tongues met once more.  I
leaned over him and mounted him as he lay down, stuffing a pillow under his
bottom.  Now I rode him harder, and my breasts dangled in his mouth.  He
sucked and nursed one then the other, and he reached down between my legs
and played with my pearl.  I still tried to ride him slowly, but I could
feel myself getting closer to the point of no return.  I wanted to do one
more thing before we came and quit playing for the afternoon.

   "Hang on one second, Alex." I stretched over to the drawer again and
withdrew two toys, almost identical.  Each was an inflatable butt plug with
a vibrator control.  One was larger than the other.  I want to ride you
after we each have these inside us, Alex.  I'll insert yours and you insert
mine.  Get on your hands and knees, baby.  I'm going to lube you up and put
this in your bottom.  It will feel incredible, I promise."

   I squeezed some lube from the tube directly into his anus, and greased
up the plug and began to slowly insert it.  The plug itself was pretty
narrow, flared at the end, naturally, then smaller, to keep inside.  "Oooh,
Jesse, that feels good." He pushed against my hand and soon the plug was
inside.  I said, "Okay, now, Alex, see this pump?  When I squeeze it, it
will inflate the plug inside you.  Tell me when it feels best, okay?" I
squeezed slowly and he moaned.  One pump, another, and on the third, he
said, "Okay, that's really good." I could see his little cock standing
straight up against his flat belly.  Obviously he was enjoying it.

   "Okay, honey, now it's my turn.  Here's the plug.  Put some lube in my
bottom and then on the plug and then push it in me."

   He knelt behind me and petted my ass cheeks and leaned down and kissed
each one.  Then, he licked my asshole.  I moaned and buried my head in the
blanket and again pulled my ass cheeks open for him.  His tongue snaked
inside me and I lost track of time and space.  Soon I felt the plug inside
me.

   I laid on the floor and turned over, and handed him the pump.  "Squeeze
this until I tell you to stop, baby." He pumped about half a dozen pumps. I
wanted to be really tight inside when he entered me.

   "Do you want to be on top or do you want me to be on top, babyboy?" I
asked him.

   "I like to be on top the best so far, Jesse.  Well, I really liked
behind when I was in your bottom, too, but I want to be on top now,
please."

   "Okay, honey, come be inside me."

   I made sure to have the vibrator controls close by, as I anticipated
using them to provide a powerful surprise that I hoped would trigger a
prolonged orgasm for my babylover.

   I opened my legs and Alex said, "I feel like someone is already sexing
me up, Jesse.  The thing in my bottom feels really good.  WOW, it feels
different inside you!  It's all tighter now."

   "I know, babyboy, pretty cool, isn't it?"

   "Yea, wow, awesome!  Can I go hard and fast now?"

   "Baby, don't start fast, we're not racing.  Just go steady and try to
make it last."

   "Okay, Jesse.  But, this thing in my bottom is making me want to go hard
and fast and explode inside you.  You feel so hot and tight, I can't help
it."

   "I know, baby.  Me, too." I figured I may as well just let him go to
town, so I turned on the vibrators in each of us, slowly, just a buzz
first. Alex' eyes sprung open and he didn't say a word, but he started
plowing me furiously.  I amped up the vibration, which created an energy
flow that made us both wild.  I held his ass and helped him ram me.  I
pumped more air into each plug.  His cock seemed to expand as the plug did.


   I could feel myself nearing the sort of orgasm that made me squirt and I
tried to tell Alex, but couldn't get words out that made any sense. 
Instead, I just screamed and he grabbed my breasts and ground his fingers
into my nipples.  I squirted and he began shooting as my kegel muscles
clamped him so tightly he could barely move in or out.  I used my hands to
move his hips on and off of me, until my AND his orgasm was finished.  I
was so spent, I had a hard time finding the controls and the pump releases
for the toys, but finally managed to get us deflated and turned off.

   I wrapped us in the blanket on which we lay and we kissed madly and
exhaustedly.  He kept saying, "Wow...whoa...wow...."

   I kissed my way down to his penis and licked him clean, then came back
up and kissed him all over then held him fast.  After we had each calmed
down, I said, "We've got to make dinner now, A.  Your folks are coming
over!"

   "I know, mom texted me today and told me.  Is it true that I'm staying
with you for two weeks, Jesse?  Mom said that but I couldn't believe it. 
I'm sad about granddad, but I'm so happy we'll be together."

   "Yea, kiddo, me, too.  I'm thinking we might have a little adventure,
too.  Think you could handle that?"

   Alex looked at me seriously and said, "Jesse, I love you so much.  I'll
do anything you want me to do."

   The import of that statement rocked me.  Whew, what a responsibility I
carried here.  "I know that, baby.  And, I will do my best to create
experiences that are amazing and wonderful, how's that?"

   He smiled and said, "Hee!  You mean like that one just was?  WOW, Jesse,
that felt so good.  I loved it!"

   "I'm so glad, babyboy, because I did, too.  Okay!  Let's get dinner
going then we'll run up and shower."

   We got up, and I wrapped the toys in the blanket and dropped them in the
laundry room to deal with after Michael and Jane left.

   "I washed the cauliflower - will you please cut it in half and then pull
the florets off and put them in this bowl?  After you do that, then please
grate these two pieces of cheese and measure this list of spices into the
bowl with the cheese.  I'll get the other ingredients together."

   Alex and I had been cooking dinners together now for nearly a year. 
Alex had learned how to properly use a knife; how to read a recipe and how
to cook, in short.  He was focused and he naturally cleaned up after
himself as he went.  I never imagined creating a working rhythm with
someone as young as Alex, but here I was.  I just kept learning from Alex
to suspend my disbelief about what is possible.  I'd be lying if I didn't
say that my mind was wandering and wondering what other experiences we
might create.  I didn't know Jane and Michael very well, but the more I got
to know their son, the more I was curious about them.  I was looking
forward to this evening to get to know them.  And, I wondered whether they
would see the connection between Alex and me.  I had to resolve the
possibility of that happening.  Wow.

   We got the soufflé ingredients ready so that we could time the soufflé
perfectly for their arrival, which was dicey given their professions.  The
bread salad was ready.  Alex chose grilled asparagus for another vegetable,
and sorbet for dessert.

   We headed upstairs to my suite to shower.  Alex turned on the water and
we walked in.  He got a look of distress on his face and said, "Jesse, you
have bruises on your breasts!" I stepped out of the walk in shower and
looked in the mirror.  Sure enough, his bites left many bruises on my
nipples and breasts.  "Awesome, Alex, that's GREAT!"

   "It IS?"

   "Oh yea, I love that.  You marked me.  That's a cool thing.  And, here's
the other part, A.  Some people like pain during sex.  Not all kinds of
pain, but some things, like biting and spanking and a few other things that
I'll teach you in time, really make sex a lot better."

   "You mean kind of how that butt plug and that vibrator made sex better?"


   "Give an `A' to the smarty pants!  Yes, exactly.  Sex isn't just sex,
it's a bunch of different sensations.  Pain and pleasure sometimes mix
together really well.  Like, I love to have my bottom spanked.  It's really
sexy.  Has your mom or dad ever spanked you, baby?"

   I asked him that as I shampooed his hair, massaging his scalp as he
leaned against me, and put his hands behind him to touch between my legs.

   "Well, not exactly.  One time I got caught stealing mom's stockings. 
They asked if I had them and I said no, and daddy came in my room and asked
me again and he could tell I was lying.  He said, "If I look in your
dresser, will I find the stockings?" I told him no, and he looked and he
found them in a shoebox in a drawer along with a pair of her underwear and
a pair of HIS underwear."

   I had several questions at this point, but I kept quiet and rinsed his
hair then put in some conditioner and he continued.  "Dad was really mad
with me for lying and he sat on my bed and told me to come to him.  I did
and he said, pointing at his knees, "Bend over." I did.  But then he
stopped and pulled me up and took down my pants so they were at my ankles.
I thought he'd start spanking me right then but he said really quiet,
`Jesus save me.' He touched my bottom really soft and petted it.  I felt
him moving around and I could feel him getting hard inside his pants,
Jesse. Then, after awhile, he stood up and left my room.  I waited and he
didn't come back.  So I put my pants back on and went to see him.  He was
in his study sitting at his desk and he had his forehead in his hand."

   At this point, I turned off the water in the shower and grabbed towels
and we sat down on my bed.  "I asked him if he wanted to punish me.  He
looked at me with sad eyes and said, `I want a lot of things, Alex, but
punishing you is not one of them.' That's all he said.  So, I left him in
his study.  I never understood what happened, so I haven't been spanked. 
But when you said that spanking sometimes is a thing people do with sex, I
wonder if that has to do with why when daddy was going to spank me, his
penis got big in his pants."

   "Wow, Alex, that's a lot to think about, isn't it?" I asked and
confirmed.

   "Jesse, can I ask you something?"

   "Alex, you know the answer to that question.  You can ask me anything."

   "Okay.  Do parents sometimes have sex with their kids?  I just wonder
because sometimes I think that daddy wants to have sex with me."

   "Whew, that's a pretty big deal, Alex.  To answer your question, yea,
sometimes parents do that.  It's called `incest,' and sometimes it's a
really bad thing for kids and sometimes it is not bad at all, I think."

   Aware that I was treading on pretty dicey ground here, the irony of my
concern not lost on me, in my love affair with a nine year old, I was
intrigued and curious but also really worried about directing the
conversation for my own curiosity's sake.

   "What's the difference?  You said sometimes it's bad and sometimes not
bad.  What do you mean?"

   "I think that sometimes grownups take advantage of kids and make them do
things against their will.  That's really bad.  And then sometimes, parents
just raise their kids to believe that sex between them is a loving healthy
thing.  Even though it's illegal just like the sex that you and I have,
it's not harmful.  It is just another way to show each other how much they
love each other."

   "I think that my daddy really wants to have that kind of love with me,
Jesse.  Can I tell him that I know and that I would like it, too?" Not the
question I had hoped to answer!

   I thought about that for a minute and said, "If you think that's what
your dad wants, honey, my guess is that you are right.  Trust what your
instincts tell you.  If you truly want that, too, then just pay attention
and maybe you will know when it's time to let him know it's okay with you.
Does that make sense?"

   "I think so.  It's a little like what happened with us.  I wanted to be
closer to you so much for as long as I knew you and then finally I couldn't
keep it in anymore.  Next time I think daddy is feeling that way, I'll
figure out a way to show him it's okay."

   "That sounds like a plan, baby.  Come here, honey, give me a hug."

   I held him, treasuring the clean softness of his body against mine,
loving him so much that I could barely contain my feelings.  Dinner this
evening could certainly prove interesting.  I'd be watching Jane carefully
to see if I could detect any sense that like her husband, she had
incestuous feelings for her son.

   Alex and I got dressed.  We chased each other down the stairs and got to
the kitchen.  I promised Alex he could re-braid my hair.  I had taught him
to French braid it some months ago, and he loved to brush it and braid it
for me.  I loved having him do it, finding his brushing and the soft touch
of his deft fingers more soothing that most anything I could imagine.  I
sat on a low stool and he re-plaited my braid.  I turned the oven on and
gave Jane a call to make sure they were on target time-wise.  I got the
thumbs up and told A, "Your folks will be right on time, honey.  Will you
bring the sun tea in from the porch so we can chill it?"

   Alex brought the tea in and put it in on the counter, pulled out a
couple of trays of ice cubes and I got the crystal pitcher out.  He
carefully put the cubes in the pitcher and put the pitcher on the table.

   The soufflé began sending aromatic fragrance through the kitchen and
Alex said, "Wow, I'm HUNGRY!" I realized that I was, too.  And a bit
nervous about this dinner.

   I turned the oven off just as the doorbell rang.  Alex answered the door
giving his parents long hugs.  They all came in to the kitchen and we
traded hugs.  "Dark beer?  White wine or iced tea?"

   Michael, a 6'3" version of his son, complete with freckles on his face
but with green eyes to Alex' gray (his mother's) asked for beer.  "Guinness
or I have a couple of stouts and two porters."

   "You mean you don't have Coors Lite?" he said evilly.

   "Oh, darn, no, fresh out.  I prefer the beer I can bite, thank you!"

   "A brilliant woman after my own heart," he said, "I'd love a Guinness."

   I slow-poured a Guinness and Jane said, "I think that I'll stick to iced
tea.  It's going to be a late night and I need to be awake at least until
we get on the plane!"

   Drinks handled, I let them know the soufflé wouldn't wait so we all
grabbed dishes from the kitchen and they followed me to the balcony off the
kitchen that overlooked the canyon where we lived in a heavily wooded
county.  The panorama of the valley was incredible, and the evening
glorious.

   Michael raised his glass as we sat and said, "To Jesse for making a
second home for the world's best kiddo, and for making a stressful time for
our family a helluva lot easier.  Thank you."

   "My honor," I replied.

   We all touched glasses and for a few minutes ate in silence.  Alex was a
bit pensive and I imagined he was wrestling with the subject of our recent
conversation.

   "Jesse, the souffle is really good," Jane complimented.  I thanked her
and said that Alex was the galley prep guy and that he had the makings of a
fine chef.

   Alex looked up from his plate and gazed at his dad for a moment.  I had
a quick flash just before he opened his mouth, but there was no way for me
to stop him.  "Daddy, do you want to make love to me?  That day when you
almost spanked me, when you got an erection, is that why?"

   Michael shot me an incredulous look and his face turned bright red. 
Jane groaned and put her head in her hands and I stammered?  "I asked Alex
today if he'd ever been spanked"

   Not caring about the level of angst around the table, intent on gaining
an answer, Alex charged forth, "Because if you do, it's just fine with me."


   How to disappear in one's own house, I wondered.  Michael recovered and
stood up.  I thought he was heading for the front door, but instead, he
went to Alex and moved Alex' chair so that he could kneel in front of it. I
glanced at Jane and the tears in her eyes suggested that this was a
conversation they had imagined for some time.

   Michael took both of Alex' hands in his and said, "Son, yes, I would
like that very much.  Are you sure?"

   Alex regarded his father seriously and then took one of his hands from
his dad's and put it against Michael's cheek and said, "Yes, daddy.  Can
mommy and Jesse join us?"

   My turn to put my head in my hand.  I feel the stare from Jane's eyes.
"Did you...are you two?"

   Without looking up I nodded.  "Just as of Wednesday, not that it
matters."

   Alex looked at me and said, "Jesse, it MATTERS!"

   "No, honey, I didn't mean that loving you doesn't matter, I was just
telling your parents that our -- umm -- that our relationship had only just
changed as of day before yesterday."

   "It was my fault!  I told Jesse I'd been wanted to feel and suck on her
breasts for as long as I knew her and I got all upset when she wouldn't let
me and I think she felt sorry for me and then she made me feel so good. 
Today when we talked about me almost getting spanked, I told her that I
thought daddy sometimes wants to make love to me like she and I did and she
told me about incest and how sometimes it's really bad for kids because
they get forced, and how sometimes it's really cool because parents just
teach their kids that there are lots of special ways to love each other.  I
love Jesse and I love you both and we should all just get to love each
other!"

   Alex began to cry and hugged his father.  Michael picked him up and held
him and cried, too.  Jane and I both went to them and hugged them.  Lots of
tears passed between us and soon, we all calmed down some.  Alex clung to
his father and he reached for his mom and me.  "Jesse, tell them it's okay.
Tell them not to worry.  Make it be okay, Jesse!"

   I petted Alex' head and said, "I don't know how to make it be okay for
someone else, honey.  But, it looks like your parents aren't running away,
so that's a good sign, I think.  I can offer my home and my bed if you all
would like some privacy and quiet."

   Jane rubbed my neck sensually and said, "We would very much like to take
you up on the offer of your bed on one condition."

   "Sure, Jane, what can I offer?"

   "Yourself, Jesse.  Join us.  I think that we owe you much for being the
key that unlocked this long-held secret dynamic that has lived in our
family since Alex was a baby.  Join us.  Show us how you love each other."

   "Daddy, I had my first ejaculation on Wednesday and some more today!"
Alex proclaimed.  I turned bright red and Jane cracked up laughing. 
Michael was affected differently by that news; he groaned and adjusted
himself as Alex was apparently resting on this fully turgid member and his
son's proclamation did nothing to diminish its presence.  He put Alex on
the floor and said, "That bedroom about which you spoke?" This was the
trial lawyer, focused on a goal, urgent, intense.

   "You have several choices.  There's a king-sized bed just down the hall,
to the left and up six steps.  That should serve us nicely," I said.

   "Would the two of you mind if I had a few minutes of time with my son
alone?" Michael asked.  "Just on the bed, I mean.  Please watch.  I would
love that, wouldn't you, A?"

   He held his father's hand and said, "Yes, daddy, as long as everyone
gets naked."

   We walked in to the bedroom and Alex said, "This is the horse room. 
It's where Jesse keeps her rodeo ribbons and stuff.  The saddle over there
is the first one she ever bought with rodeo prize money."

   Obviously, Alex was assigned the comic relief role for this wildly
intense evening.  Michael stripped his son and himself in record time and
picked him up and kissed him on his nose, his forehead, his neck.  He laid
A on the bed and Alex put his arms around Michael's neck and pulled him
down and kissed him, keeping his hands on his dad's face as he did when he
kissed me.  Jane and I slowly disrobed, keeping our eyes on the scenario
playing out in front of us.

   I've always loved watching men with men, and this, a father with his
son, was a pinnacle experience for me, no question about it.  Jane is
shorter than me by several inches.  I stood behind her and watched her
husband and son and reached around in front of her and unbuttoned her shirt
and softly slid it offer her shoulders.  I unfastened her bra and ran my
fingers over her nipples and held her smallish lovely breasts, then moved
my hands down to her pants, unzipped the zipper and slid them off, catching
the thong as I went.  She wore no socks and had slipped out of her sandals
at the front door.  I kissed her neck and back, realizing how thin she was,
delicate.  Alex would have his father's height (I had a hard time imagining
that Alex was NOT Michael's son, they shared so many qualities), but his
mother's light touch, I thought.

   A deep groan from Michael as his son's hand found his raging hard on. 
"Daddy, I've never touched anyone's penis before, just my own.  Show me
what to do?"

   "I will, baby, but first, let daddy touch you, honey," Michael said
quietly.

   He leaned over Alex and began kissing every inch of his son, neck,
clavicle, sternum, nipples, down his tummy, his sides.  Michael reverently
made love to his son with his tongue and fingers.  When he reached Alex'
cock, he paused.  He buried his nose in every curve and crevice, tears
silently leaking from his eyes.

   "Suck me, daddy, I want to feel your mouth on me, please?" Michael's
eyes widened as he complied, grinning as he took his son in his mouth. 
Jane and I watched Michael as his tongue circled Alex' head, slipped
underneath and massaged the vein that runs up the backside of the penis,
and then down to A's little ball sac.  Much as I had done recently, Michael
continued the journey to Alex' bottom with his tongue and Alex said, "Oooh,
yes, daddy, please, that!"

   Jane was moaning and I could feel her pelvis flexing against me as I
held her.  I slid my fingers into her wetness and bit the back of her neck.
She turned around to me and kissed me full on the mouth, her hunger
surprising me.  I returned her ardor, in part from relief that she would
not hate me for having seduced (or been seduced by?) her precious son, and
in part because she is a beautiful, sexy woman.  She wrapped her arms
around my neck and I ran my hands along the curve of her small waist and
flared hips, knowing that I needed to fuck her.  I said, "Hold that
thought, lovely," and raced upstairs to my suite, grabbed my strapon from
my toy closet, chose a thick dildo, grabbed a handful of condoms and some
lube and race back downstairs.

   Jane sat on the edge of the bed watching her husband and son when I came
back in.  Her eyes widened to see my hardware and she grinned and flushed
when she realized that she would be the recipient of the substantial cock I
dressed with the rubber.  I slipped into the strapon, tightened the sides,
and pushed her back onto the bed next to Alex and Michael.  I was hot for
her and didn't want to wait.  I lubed the phallus, kneed her legs apart,
and began a soft thrusting assault on her eager womanhood.  Again, she put
her arms around my neck, a gesture I found compelling in its innocence.  I
had the sense that Jane had not had many sexual experiences, and given
that, she was obviously very open minded, for this was not precisely a
Beaver Cleaver scenario in which she currently found herself.

   Michael was sucking Alex' cock and grabbed some of the lube and was
inserting a finger into his little boy's bottom.  He and Alex noticed Jane
and me and stopped, gape-mouthed.  I calmly asked Michael for the lube and
said, "No need to stare, boys.  Just continue on.  I will make sure that
Jane feels really good." I smiled at them, leaned up, and spread Jane's
legs again and began rubbing HER ass.  Michael groaned as he realized that
I intended to do the same thing to his wife that he was doing to his son. I
smiled and winked at him, and his cock jumped and grew substantially as I
slid my finger into Jane's tight bud.  I put a pillow under her ass to get
a good angle.

   "Oh my god!" Jane whispered.  She seemed a little afraid to make too
much noise.  Perhaps the fact that Alex was right next to her inhibited her
a bit, as I didn't think she was the sort to be shy.

   I said to Michael, "Can you move Alex closer to his mom?  I think she
could use a little bit of boy love, too." He picked Alex up, changed his
angle, and soon, Alex was on his knees right at his mama's breast and she
could lean up to kiss him.

   "Miss Jane, if you want my cock, you'll have to let us know just how
hungry you are.  Do you want your babyboy to suck on his mama's nipples?"

   "Ooooh, please, baby, will you?"

   Alex said, "YES, MAMA!" He grabbed her nearest breast with both hands
and went after just as he had with mine, like a newborn puppy looking for
its first meal.  As they each grew more enrapt with one another, Michael
and I each took the opportunity to widen their buttholes.  I was soon ready
to insert my cock in Jane, and I was really aching to pound that luscious
round bottom of hers.

   Michael and I shared a look of concern over the width of his phallus and
the size of his son's little boy pussy.  "Just go slowly.  He will let you
know," I said softly.

   The head of my silicone cock was just about the same size as Michael's,
maybe a little bigger.  I pressed it against Jane's hole and watched it
enter smoothly with a little push from me at the end.  I paused as she
ground herself into me, already hungry for more.

   I moved slowly, wanting to watch Michael's attempt to get inside of his
son.  I said, "Jane, reach down and play with Michael."

   She complied, happily, and kissed him at the same time.  Michael held
his purple head against his son's tiny opening and slowly Alex' body
yielded.  Alex moaned into his mother's mouth and I could see the hunger
again in him to be filled.  My little lover was insatiable, and the thought
of having his daddy in him had to be making him wild.

   I could see that Michael wouldn't last very long and I wanted to get us
all to the finish line at the same time if it was possible.  I began
fucking Jane faster, watching her breasts bouncing back and forth.  I
lifted one leg and used it for leverage, leaning in to get as deep as my
cock would go.  I ground my pelvis into her ass, with each thrust pounding
my cock against my own woman.

   Alex yelled, "Oh, DADDY!  Yes!" Michael had about four inches of his 8
inside his son and was dripping lube all around his cock and Alex' baby
asshole.  He was sweating on his brow, not from exertion, I think, but from
trying to NOT explode too soon.  Jane still wanked her baby and I fucked
her harder and faster.

   Alex reached his hand out for me, and our fingers just touched.  He
yelled, "Daddy, ooooh, daddy, good!"

   Michael picked up his pace and went a little deeper with that
encouragement and Jane's hand flew on Alex' little cock.  I moved my hand
to Jane's pearl and in three strokes, she was bouncing all over the bed. 
She squirted and drenched us both as she screamed her wild orgasm.  I lost
it and fucked wildly, growling and grinding and panting.

   Michael said, "Baby, here it comes.  Take Daddy's seed, honey!" He went
deep into his babyboy as he bred him, and Alex cried, "YES!  YES!  YES,
DADDY!"

   Michael slowed himself and withdrew, carefully, to squeeze the last
drops of cum on Alex' back.  I stayed buried in Jane's ass, mercilessly
still teasing her pearl, just because I could and I thought she was likely
to cum again.  Which she did as her son and husband watched her do.  She
grabbed for them, writhed, screamed, and I stayed planted in her ass,
filling her cunt and diddling her pearl until finally, she gave a keening
scream and clenched against me with her legs, so tightly my obliques ached
the next day.

   I finally slid out and laid down in the pile on the bed after I grabbed
a couple of towels for us.  Hearts slowed, moans and sighs pervaded, as did
an overwhelming sense of amazement.

   Finally, Michael broke the silence and just said, "So
good...incredible."

   He pulled us all closer and we kissed one another, all of us.  Alex was
wide eyed, as I suppose we all were.  There were no words.

   We dozed.  And woke an hour or so later.  I was first awake and saw the
time.  I kissed Jane awake and asked what time their plane left.  1:30 AM
was her answer.  It was 10:30 PM.  They had their bags with them, and
intended to stow their vehicle at the airport.  We let the boys sleep and
went to the kitchen for some tea - I grabbed a robe for each of us first,
the robe making Jane look like a little kid from the six-inch height
difference between us.

   I brewed the tea and we sat at the kitchen table.  Neither of us spoke
much.  We held hands and just smiled at one another.  I said, finally, "I
hope it goes well with Michael's family.  Will you keep us in the loop as
much as you feel is appropriate?"

   "Sure, of course.  Umm, Jesse, you really think this is all going to be
okay, right?"

   "Jane, this is wild for me, too, but yea, I do.  He's an amazing kid. 
He has been thinking about all of this for a long time, it seems.  Looks as
though he's not the only one."

   She smiled and blushed a little.  Silent again.

   At eleven fifteen, we went back down the hall to wake Michael and Alex.
They were lying on the bed and Michael spooned his son.  We both had tears
in our eyes as we woke them.

   "Time to fly, councilor," Jane said as she kissed her husband.  He
kissed the top of her head and said, "Yes Ma'am, Dr.  Ma'am!" I nuzzled
Alex as he said, "That was amazing, wasn't it, Jesse?"

   "Yea, baby, it was.  C'mon, let's get up so your folks can shower and
get on the road."

   It was decided that we would all shower together so we traipsed to my
suite and did just that.

   We said our goodbyes a few minutes later, warm lingering kisses all
around.  Alex and I came back upstairs and crawled tiredly into bed.  I
propped myself up with pillows and Alex snuggled against me.  Just before
he nodded off, Alex sat up with a look of distress on his face.  "Jesse!  I
didn't suck on my daddy.  He only made me feel good!" I ran my fingers
through his hair and said, "Honey, tonight, you made your daddy feel better
than I think he's probably ever felt in his life.  Don't worry.  You will
have time to give your daddy pleasure." His little body lay against me and
felt so right.  My little boy lover.  Yea.
   


  
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