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	John Barrow and his eight year old son Max walked into the master bedroom of John's apartment from the attached bathroom. Both were naked and glowing from the blowjobs they received from each other in the shower. They met Eddie, Max's nine year old best friend, who had just woken up in John's bed. Eddie was a little red around the eyes from all of the crying the night before. He was also naked and his four inch long circumcised dick was hard and pointing straight up from a powerful need to pee. Eddie was a little shocked to see John and Max together. Max had gone to bed before Eddie had convinced John to have sex with him.
	“Wow, did I miss something?” Eddie asked as he squeezed past. His erection pressed against John's thigh and he paused and giggled at the sensation. 
	“That stuff that comes out when grown-ups cum tastes salty.” Max blurted out. Eddie and John both laughed at this as Eddie took position in front of the toilet to pee. Max squealed with delight as his dad threw him on the bed and began tickling him and rubbing his stubbly face on Max's tummy like he did when he was younger. Eddie ran from the bathroom and dove onto the bed beside his friend and briefly got the same treatment from John. John left the boys giggling on the bed and went to his closet to get some clothes to wear. John marveled at the feeling of joy that seemed to radiate throughout the apartment this morning despite the fact that events that society would label as horrendous despicable acts had taken place here. He turned around to see his son Max sucking Eddie's dick on the bed. Eddie looked at John and shrugged his shoulders. John threw the clothes over his desk and sat down in his desk chair to watch. A twinge of guilt shot through John and he felt he should stop this. He also had a realization that his dick was rock hard and that he could live with the guilt. Eddie let out a loud moan. Max had done something very well and he cut his eyes over at his Dad with his mouth still bobbing up and down on Eddie's four inch dick. 
	John thought, 'He is proud of himself. He is showing off his dick sucking skills to me.' John smiled and gave his son a thumbs up. Max closed his eyes in concentration as Eddie moaned again. 	Max slowed then stopped and said to Eddie, “I want you to put it in me.” 
Both boys looked at John awaiting his approval and they caught him with dick in hand. The sight of the two pre-teen boys with hard little peckers and questioning looks on their faces was too much for John and he burst into laughter. 
	“You boys can do whatever you want as long as you don't mind me watching.”
	“Dad, you are the best.” said Max.
	Eddie reached for the plastic bottle of lube which was nearly empty. John thought a minute and went to the bathroom and came back with a jar of vaseline.
	“This should work.” John took a big scoop on his index finger. Max was already on his hands and knees on the bed. John leaned over and lubed up his son's asshole. He worked his finger in slowly to the second knuckle and Max let out a little squeal. Max's tight little sphincter gripped and squeezed his finger as he slowly pulled it out. He loaded up again and spread the slick gel on Eddie's stone hard little dick. He then went back to the desk chair and wiped the remainder of vaseline on his own hard dick. He stroked his dick as he watched Eddie slowly penetrate his son's ass. Max took all of Eddie's dick in one thrust and both boys grunted in pleasure. Eddie withdrew slowly and went back in carefully for the first few thrusts. 
	“Harder” Max said and looked at his Dad. Eddie picked up the tempo and Max's eyes rolled back in his head reveling in pure pleasure, Soon John heard the faint slapping of flesh as Eddie slammed his dick into Max with force. Eddie thrust hard into Max and came with a grunt. He paused for thirty seconds with his dick inside of Max and then slowly began thrusting again. Max was not the only one showing out for John. The recuperative powers of a nine year old were impressive but Eddie really knew what he was doing. Max dropped his head to the mattress and used his hand to start jacking his rock hard little four inch uncut dick. When Max raised back up on his hands John moved around the bed, laid down, and scooted his head underneath Max. Eddie stopped thrusting while John took Max's dick in his mouth. Max cried out as Eddie thrust forward and sent Max's dick deeper into his father's waiting mouth. They soon established a rhythm that sent Max over the edge. He came in a spasming fit of moans but Eddie and John did not stop. They took Max through two more orgasms until the eight year old's body was quivering uncontrollably. John and Eddie carefully disengaged and laid Max on his side on the bed. His eyes were closed and he was breathing rapidly in a fetal position. Parental concern took over in John until he felt Eddie's mouth on his dick. 
	'Max is fine' John thought as he laid back and enjoyed. Eddie took John's dick deeper this time and he did not use his hands. John was ready to come in just a few minutes and Eddie did not tease this time. John was just at the point of orgasm when Eddie took him into his throat and went down balls deep. John came just as Eddie pulled back. He gagged a little but swallowed the entire load. John was lost in post orgasm bliss for a minute. He opened his and looked over at Max who was looking back and smiling. Eddie was still straddling John's legs with his head resting on John's stomach. There was a trickle of cum in the corner of Eddie's mouth. Max reach out and captured the cum on his finger and then slowly licked it off. 
	After showers and a hearty breakfast John gathered the boys on the couch in the living room. 
	“Boys you got caught. If you had been caught by anyone but me the consequences would have been bad. Eddie please tell Max what would have happened.”
	“The adult would call the police and then we would get taken away from our parents and my Dad would probably go to jail. Now your Dad would go to jail too.”
	“No way”, Max looked stunned and then said to Eddie, “You do sex stuff with your Dad too. That is awesome. Can I do sex stuff with your Dad?” He looked at his Father to make sure he was not mad.
	“That is not the point Max. The point is that you can never talk about this and you and Eddie can never get caught again. Let's make this deal. The only two places that you can talk about sex or do sex things is here in my apartment when it is just us or at Eddie's apartment when you two are alone together. Do you agree to that? ”
	Both boys nodded and then he had each one repeat the deal to him.
	“Also, I do not think Eddie's Dad should know about what happened here. He may not like the fact I had sex with Eddie.”
	“He won't mind”, Eddie said quietly, “I am sure.” 
	“I would rather not chance it.”
	Both boys sat quietly.
	“One last thing. Max's Mom must never know. You cannot talk about or do any sex stuff when you are any where near her.”
	The boys nodded as visions of the stink his ex would raise over this pummeled John's brain. He shuddered and then rounded the boys and their backpacks up and left the apartment.
	Gretta answered the door and frowned at John for being late. He stepped inside with the boys who said quick goodbyes and then ran off to Max's room.
	Gretta said, “So how were they?”
	“They were good. They stayed up way too late last night but that is not the first time.” John pulled out his checkbook and said, “The child support check is in the mail to the courts and I am writing you one for my half of after school care.”
	Gretchen stopped him, “Oh don't bother. He has been going home with Eddie.”
	“For how long?”
	“The last couple of months. It slipped my mind last month.” Gretchen said with no apology or offer of reimbursement.
	John thought, 'That makes sense. Instead of just five weekend encounters Max and Eddie must go at it every day after school.'   
	The week was uneventful except for few slight panic and guilt attacks that John had to work through. He feared being caught. He feared he may have scarred his son for life. He feared he may have trashed his effectiveness as a parent. He always worked himself back to the empirical evidence. The boys were fine. Everyone really enjoyed themselves. On Wednesday he got a call from Eddie's Father inviting him for dinner on Friday night. John hesitantly accepted. 
	At 9:00pm Friday night John found himself sitting in the study of an old money two story brownstone with Malcolm Bargosian. Malcolm was a short thin man with a salt and pepper goatee. The men had just finished dinner with Eddie who had immediately gone to his room after dinner. Max was spending tonight with his Mom. Malcolm's daughter was staying with a friend for the night. 
	“John, would you care for a drink?” Malcolm asked while pouring single malt scotch into a crystal dram glass. The men had cautiously gotten to know each other over dinner. Malcolm was independently wealthy and an expert on ancient Scottish clan warfare. The family had a home in Scotland and spent a month there each summer. His wife died from cancer when Eddie was one.
	“ Scotch, please.” John replied. 
	Malcolm brought John his drink and then tool a seat on the small sofa facing John. John was in a comfortable antique leather chair. The study was small compared to the other rooms he has seen in the house but still larger than the main room of his apartment. Three walls were lined with books the fourth had a fireplace and ancient Scots weapons and tartans mounted on the wall.
	“I understand that Eddie had quite a good time with you and Max last weekend.” Malcolm said casually.
	John looked up from his drink to find Malcolm staring intently at him, “Yes, we … we certainly did.”
	“Eddie told me in great detail what happened. It is why I wanted to meet you.” Malcolm said.
	John felt the panic rising in his throat, “I hope there is not a problem.”
	“John, please relax. The only problem I see is how to proceed. I will be honest with you. I am a very cautious man. I was very upset when I found out. I made arrangements for my family to leave for Scotland immediately and even started packing our bags.” 
	John sat through a moment of awkward silence before meekly asking, “What changed your mind?”
	“Eddie can be very persuasive. He wants to keep you and Max in his life and he trusts you both. I do not normally value character judgements from children but Eddie is very … mature for his age.”
	 John could not help but smile at this.
	“Malcolm, I have as much to lose in this as you. I will not reveal what happened and I will do everything I can to ensure Max does not either.”
	“I make you the same promise, John.”
	“Do you ever worry that you are doing harm to Eddie?”
	“I did at first. I found Eddie playing with himself at age four. I tried to be a good parent about it but it really turned me on. He caught me watching him one time and instead of being embarrassed he started showing off. He then started to appear when I was getting out of the shower or dressing. I had to start locking doors. For his fifth birthday he asked to see my peepee. When I reluctantly showed it to him he was delighted and began asking questions. It all progressed from there. I have never coerced or forced him. I just have not denied or discouraged his own interest.”
	“I know you have not been with Max but I assume you have watched the boys together?”
	“Yes, I have cameras in Eddie's room but I never use them to record anything. Eddie knows I watch.” 
	“Why no recordings?”
	“It would be evidence if we were ever found out.” 
	“I guess it would. What about sex with Max?
	“I have not had sex with Max because neither boy has shown interest in including me. I think Eddie has enjoyed having Max to himself and I don't think the thought has ever crossed Max's mind. He is really a lovely soul though. I assure you it is not from lack of desire.”
	“I think he was genuinely shocked when Eddie and I laid out the consequences of what might happen if we were found out. He does not see anything wrong with sex at his age. He seems genuinely exited by it. Not just aroused but excited like fireworks or rockets or a new puppy. Genuine pure joy at the discovery.” John said admiringly.
	Malcolm got up from the sofa, “I think it's time to check in on Eddie. Would you care to join me?” John followed him up the stairs. 
	Malcolm knocked on Eddie's door. Eddie answered the door in silk robe that was a bit too long for him. He had a video game controller in his hand and there was a video game paused on the large flat screen TV at the foot of his bed. Eddie asked them in as he turned the TV off and pressed a button that made the TV slide into the oversized footboard. Eddie's room was as big as John's master bedroom in the apartment. There were toys and books scattered everywhere and no good place for adults to sit. Malcolm suggested they use the couch in the guest room to talk. The guest room was across the hall from Eddie's.
	When they all were settled on the couch Malcolm said, “Eddie I think John and Max are going to become very good friends.” Eddie squealed with delight and jumped into his Father's lap and gave him a really sloppy inappropriate kiss on the mouth. The robe flew up to reveal Eddie's naked skinny butt. Eddie then flopped across the couch giggling and the same sloppy kiss to John. John's dick grew to uncomfortable proportions in his pants and Eddie started grinding against it. 
	“I am so happy Papa.” Eddie said to Malcolm. “May I give our new friend a welcome gift.”
	“If our new friend would like?” Malcolm paused to see John nod as he reached under the robe and rubbed the boys round little ass. “I suggest you move to the bed to be more comfortable.”
	Eddie stood up and pulled John to his feet. He threw off his robe to reveal a stiff little dick and then immediately started removing John's cloths. John heard movement behind him and assumed it was Malcolm leaving to give them privacy. A naked John picked Eddie up and laid him on the big king size bed. John took Eddie's dick in his mouth and heard a long sigh of relief. John kept all of the 4 inch dick in his mouth and massaged the length of the underside with his tongue. Eddie responded with involuntary undulation of his hips and little squeaks of pleasure. John moved his right hand up Eddie's chest and gently pinched and rubbed his little nipples. He then moved his hand to Eddie's face and stuck his thumb in his mouth. Eddie sucked the thumb in and swirled his tongue around it. This made John's dick jump in pleasure and he started slowly bobbing up and down on Eddie's dick. John pulled his slick wet thumb out of Eddie's mouth and smeared the saliva onto to Eddie's asshole. He pressed the tip of his thumb against the opening of the asshole and gently pushed. Eddie howled in pleasure and  locked the fingers of both hands in John's hair and guided him to take his dick faster. The tip of John's thumb slipped into Eddie's tight little ass and he came. His back arched and his toes pointed and he let out a deep cry of release. John removed his thumb and released his dick and laid down beside the boy. 	John was startled to see Malcolm sitting on the couch in an opened black silk robe stroking a thin seven inch dick. This was the first time that John had seen a grown man with an erection in person. Before he really knew what he felt about this Eddie had revived and moved to return the favor. John's dick was rock hard and Eddie's tongue sliding up the shaft took away all thoughts of the other naked man in the room. Eddie's wet mouth engulfed the head of John's thick six inch prick and then slowly worked down to halfway. As he came back up Eddie's hand grabbed the shaft and stroked up following his mouth. He took his mouth away for a second and spit on the shaft. He took the cock in his mouth as his hand rubbed the saliva up and down the shaft. He set up a slow rhythm with hand and mouth. Just at the right pace to push things forward but not quite fast enough to get there. This boy was good and it was clear he loved to suck a dick. Eddie paused slightly and John opened his eyes to see Malcolm standing at the end of the bed rubbing lube into his son's ass. Eddie did not stop sucking John's dick when his father entered him. He let out a moan of pleasure around John's dick but made a point to keep going. Malcolm penetrated his son a few inches and paused to let Eddie adjust. Eddie had been taking his Father's cock into his ass nearly every day for more than three years so Malcolm did not have to pause long. He thrust a few more inches in and then pulled back to the tip. He slowly buried his dick to the hilt which prompted a grunt from Eddie. Malcolm set a slow rhythm of in and out. John was flush with the white hot excitement of taboo. He felt the little bump as Eddie's mouth moved on his dick when his Father hit bottom. They all fell into a natural rhythm that was gradually gaining tempo. John approached the brink of cumming a few times but Eddie sensed it and prevented it by taking his hand away and just using his mouth. He reached back and played with his Dad's balls which caused Malcolm to thrust harder. Eddie coated his index finger with some of the lube dripping off of his own balls and then slowly pressed his finger into John's ass. This caused John to climb the walls but Eddie prevented him from cumming by not letting his tongue touch the sensitive spot just under the head. Eddie started contracting his sphincter around his Father's dick. This sent Malcolm into a frenzy and fucked his son hard. Eddie's started taking almost all of John's cock in his throat and aggressive massaging John's prostate at the same time. John's primal scream of pleasure sent Malcolm over the edge and he started pumping cum deep in Eddie's ass. John exploded in Eddie's mouth. Eddie swallowed the first two squirts but could not keep up with the rest and cum ran down around John's dick as it jerked in spasms in Eddie's silky mouth. John's orgasm was so intense that it felt as though the marrow had been sucked from his bones. When he came back to himself he had one arm raised in the air. He could not focus his eyes and his mouth was abnormally dry. Eddie had collapsed on top of him and Malcolm had fallen back in a heap on the couch. John forced his hands to rest on Eddies little butt but that was all the movement he could muster. The best sex of his life from a nine year old boy. It was unbelievable. John had never had anything in his ass but a doctor's finger. Not just an exit after all. That was amazing. Eddie stirred and scramble off the bed and out of the room. He returned a few minutes later with two hot washcloths. He kneeled in front of the couch and washed his Fathers dick and then kissed his Father on the lips. He then crawled on the bed and did the same for John. John dozed off for a few minutes and woke to see Malcolm and Eddie in their robes eating cheese and crackers and drinking ice water. 
	“Would you care to join us?” Malcolm pointed to a side table with a pitcher of ice water and an empty glass. John nodded and slowly stood on wobbly legs.
	“That was intense.” John said as he moved toward his clothes. 
	“Thank you.” Eddie smiled intently. They all laughed. Eddie held up a red silk robe for John. John made an effort to gohome but Malcolm insisted he stay the night. After refreshments John and Eddie crawled into the guest bed naked but exhausted. Sleep came quickly for both.
	John woke not realizing where he was . The fog cleared slowly. There was light in the room so it must be morning. This was not his bed. He was not at home. He was not alone. Oh right, Eddie. He reached over and pulled the sleeping boy close. The body was soft against his. He pressed his hips against a pillow soft ass. His hand closed over a firm budding breast with a hard little nipple. His morning hard-on slipped gently between two legs to find a warm moist welcome. This is not Eddie his mind told him calmly. Ringlets of thick black curly hair tickled the underside of his neck in confirmation. 
	He bolted from the bed dragging the covers with him into the floor. He said,”Who are you?”. The sight of the bubble-butted eleven year old girl as she turned over slowly in the bed and brushed the wild maine of curly hair from her face was a shock to John.
	“I am Emma, Eddie's sister. It's nice to meet you, John. Where are you going? Things were just getting interesting.”