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My name is Ron, and my twin brother's name is Sam. We're in our
mid-twenties now and each have had loving partners for the past four years.
All four of us are professional men and we live compatibly together in a
large house in a suburb of Austin, Texas. To say that we have a very
satisfying and exciting sexual life would be an understatement. And we owe
it all to our father. It was not that we ever had sexual relations with
our dad to any great extent; he simply did his best to instill in us an
appreciation for the beauty, the naturalness and the pleasure that humans
were meant to have in response to the sexual urges that were part of our
genetic makeup when we are born.

Through our dad, we were imbued with the idea that sexual pleasure, in all
it's forms, is one of the joys of life, and that we were to respect it as a
part of our nature. To deny those urges, no matter what form our sexuality
takes, should be considered contrary to human nature. We grew to realize
that many of his liberal views in this regard are controversial, to say the
least, considering the teachings of the religious fundamentalists and the
Catholic Church, as well as the moral beliefs of many others.

With that being said, I'll be more specific as to our dad's influence on
us. When Sam and I were eleven years old, dad felt it was time to give us
the proverbial "Birds and the Bees" lesson. He referred to it simply as
the "The Facts of Life." Dad was also a professional man, a lawyer, who
several years ago gave up his law practice and became a full-time professor
of law in the law school of the local State University. Gregarious by
nature, he is liked by everyone who meets him. He's always been
philosophical in his approach to life and its twists and turns. He never
fails to speak his mind, but is always mindful of the feelings of others.

Although dad is now in his mid-forties, he maintains his attractive
physique. He had been a champion distance swimmer in both high school and
college, and still has those wonderful gentle muscular curves that swimmers
have. Dad never felt any necessity for men to hide their nudity when
around each other, and raised Sam and me not to be embarrassed about our
naked bodies while at home and in the presence of one another. As far back
as I can remember, I have seen my dad naked almost daily, mainly when
taking a shower, going back and forth from the bathroom to his bedroom, or
getting up to pee in the middle of the night. The only times we would see
him with an erection were sometimes in the morning after he got up and had
the usual morning erection that we all tend to have when we wake up.
Consequently, Sam and I were never embarrassed about having erections
around our dad. It was all quite natural to us.

Therefore, when dad announced to us that he was going to talk to us about
the sexual facts of life, we were not in the least embarrassed about it.
We learned later that many boys never see their fathers naked, and sex is
never spoken about in the home. I have had some friends who dreaded the
idea that their parents would ever speak to them of sex. They would die of
embarrassment! I believe that Sam and I were not embarrassed over the idea
of having our dad talk to us about sex because of the open, unabashed
nudity there had been among us. If he were to talk about the penis, for
example, there would be no shock over learning that our dad actually had a
penis, or that he knew we had penises! Many boys grow up finding it hard
to believe that their fathers and mothers ever, in a million years,
actually had sex, or even knew what sex was.

Although we were never exercise nuts or muscle builders, Sam and I were
always conscious of our bodies, wanting so much to develop into the picture
of perfect masculinity that our dad was. Since we have become adults, we
think we have at least come close. We're both six feet even and hover
around 175 pounds. Although we are only moderately muscular, we're happy
to know that we're well proportioned and have fairly attractive physiques.
At least, we are told that by our partners. We have a sort of dirty blond
hair, which we both hate, and blue-green eyes. We both have unusually
large balls that hang quite low, and our circumcised penises, when hard,
are just over seven inches.

At any rate, as for dad's impending talk with us, Sam and I were eager to
hear all that he had to say. We had certainly heard plenty of school yard
talk, but now we were going to hear the straight skinny, so to speak. It
was bedtime, and Sam and I were in our briefs and lying on our beds. Dad
came in, also dressed only in his briefs, and sat on the edge of my bed on
Sam's side. He started out his talk with his philosophic views on the
beauty of sexual activity, and soon immersed us in an anatomy lesson,
giving us all the Latin anatomical names for the various parts of the
female and male sex organs.

Then before he got into the actual process of how babies are made, he
asked, "I suppose you boys have heard the word 'fuck' from other k**s,
right?"

Sam said, "Yes and we hear a lot of other words, too. But it's hard to
know what some of them really mean."

"Like what?" dad asked.

Sam said, "Well, words like 'cunt,' 'pussy,' 'come,' 'cock,' 'hard-on'
'Jack-off,' 'cocksucker,' and stuff like that. A girl in one of my classes
got mad at me and called me a cocksucker once."

Dad laughed and said, "We'll get to those last couple of words you
mentioned in a little while, but 'cunt' and 'pussy' are just street terms
for the woman's vagina I just told you about. And the word 'fuck' or
'fucking' is what most people use instead of saying 'sexual intercourse.'
Now because those are the words you're familiar with, and the words most
guys always use, we'll use those same terms in our discussion."

I said, "Dad, you talk about the pleasure of sex activity. What is
fucking, exactly, and why do people talk about it so much and say they like
it so much?"

"Nature has given you the capacity to feel a certain excitement when you
see a girl, and you want to get close to her and touch her," dad said.
"And when you start feeling that excitement, one of the things that a guy
wants to do is to fuck her. All males of all ages get this overpowering
desire to fuck someone who is attractive to us. Then, in that process,
nature kicks in again and our brain sends a signal to the nerves and
muscles around the penis to get hard. And that's in preparation for
putting the penis into the girl's pussy. When a guy's penis gets hard, he
is said to be 'aroused.' You know how soft your penis gets sometimes. It
would be impossible to get your penis into a girl's pussy when it's like
that."

Sam said, "But why is that supposed to be so much fun?"

"Well, it's fun just having a girl's body pressed against yours, but the
greatest fun is the wonderful feeling that comes over you when you
ejaculate. That word means when you shoot your sperm into the girl. It's
usually referred to as cumming. And they spell it 'c-u-m,' not 'c-o-m-e.'
And that wonderful feeling is called an orgasm. It's arguably the most
wonderful feeling that any human can experience."

I said, "Wow, no wonder so many of the guys talk about it so much."

Dad went on to tell us about ovulation, the process of one of our sperms
attaching to a woman's egg, and about how the baby grows inside of her.
And it was the first time I really knew why I had a belly button.

"Now I want you boys to know that there are many forms of sexual activity.
Because of the excitement and wonderful feelings you get when you're
engaging in it, I want you to be aware of the different pleasurable ways to
achieve your orgasm, or your climax, as it's often called. Fucking a woman
in the cunt is only one way. Another exciting way is to achieve your
orgasm through oral stimulation. This is what is meant, Sam, when that
girl called you a 'cocksucker.' With oral stimulation, someone actually
sucks on your penis, or cock, as you've heard it called. Stimulation is
caused by the running of the lips over the length of your penis, as well as
running the tongue over and around the head of your penis. Different
people have different techniques in doing this. It can be a wonderful
feeling for the guy whose penis is being sucked."

"What happens to the sperm when that finally shoots out?" I asked.

"Usually, the person doing the sucking swallows it. I've never tasted
other guys' cum, but I'm told that it tastes sometimes nice and sweet, but
sometimes a little bitter. But they all say it tastes very good. And it
won't hurt anybody. Sperm and the semen that carries it is only water and
a little protein. Totally harmless."

Dad went on. "Now there is another way . . . a very common and popular way
. . . to get the good feeling of an orgasm. And that is by masturbating.
When you heard your friends talking about 'jacking-off,' they were
referring to masturbating. And that is merely the act of stimulating the
penis with your hand, sliding it up and down, simulating the same motion
that your penis would be doing if you were fucking a woman. The word
'jack-off' is merely a corruption of the word, 'ejaculation.'"

By this time, all of the talk about fucking, and so forth, had given Sam
and I really stiff hard-ons, which were clearly visible to dad. Also we
were leaking quite profusely, and the wetness was showing through our
briefs. Dad also had a hard-on, and the tip of his penis was just barely
poking out of the front slit in his briefs And a tiny little string of
fluid was hanging from it.

Dad said, "Now, this is a good example of what I was talking about. All
three of us have good solid hard-ons. Why? Because just talking about
sexual activity has caused our brains to feel a certain excitement and send
a message to our penises to get hard. And that wetness that you and I both
have showing on our briefs is a natural lubricant that oozes out in
anticipation of our putting our penises in a woman's pussy. It's commonly
referred to as 'pre-cum.'"

Sam said, "I've seen that stuff come out of mine and Ron's penis a lot, but
does sperm look the same? How can you make sperm shoot out by just rubbing
your hand over your penis?"

"Well, I didn't intend to do this," said dad, "but I might as well show
you. You'll be doing this yourself soon enough, I think."

As dad pulled off his briefs, allowing his hard penis to flop out, he said,
"Now I want to impress on you boys that masturbation is not a bad thing, in
spite of what you may hear about it. It's a fact that all men and boys
jack off all their lives . . . yes, even dads do it . . . for the extreme
pleasure it gives them, and also to relieve sexual tension. This is
something that I know you will be learning to do, probably within the year.

"There are many techniques that guys use to jack off. The most common is
to just fist it, like this." Dad put his right hand around his hard penis
and began to slowly stroke it up and down. "There are lots of other ways
that we can talk about sometime if you'd like. Some guys use a vibrator,
some just hump the bed in a fucking motion. And some just jack off using
two fingers. There are all sorts of ways that can give pleasure. But
since you and I are circumcised, I always find this way to be the best.
You may eventually come up with other good techniques."

Sam said, "Dad, when you do that, do you think we could see what sperm
looks like?"

"Well, I'll carry this through to the climax, boys, and you can see how I
do it from beginning to end.""

I finally said, "Dad, I understand now what gives you a hard-on, but what
is it, when you stroke like that, that makes the cum shoot out?"

"I'm glad you asked that, Ron," said dad as he continued to stroke. "Every
man has sexual fantasies; that is, he frequently thinks about fucking and
having various kinds of sexual activity with another person. It's those
fantasies that come into play when he's trying to cum, whether he's jacking
off or he's fucking a woman. And when those fantasies have him sexually
excited and aroused enough, the brain sends another signal that makes your
balls pump the sperm up through your prostate, where the semen, produced by
the prostate, carries it out through the penis. And when that is
happening, that is when that wonderful orgasmic feeling sweeps over you."

Sam said, "Well, dad, are you having fantasies right now? Can you tell us
about it?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah," Sam and I said in unison.

"Well, I guess I might as well tell you. Right now, I'm thinking about the
secretary in my department. I always think about how I'd like to fuck her.
The thought of doing that to her makes me very excited. I kind of mentally
undress her and imagine I'm looking right into her wet pussy. I've
fantasized about her many times before when I jack off. It's a natural
thing, guys. Everybody fantasizes having really hot sex with someone when
he's trying to get an orgasm."

"What are you thinking about now, dad?" I asked.

Dad closed his eyes with kind of a dreamy look on his face. "Right now,
she's lying down between my legs and sucking on my balls. Now she's
running her tongue over the hair on my upper inner thighs. Ooooooo."

Then as dad lifted his legs up pretty high, he put his finger in his ass
crack and moved it around. "Now she's licking my asshole. Ahhhhhhh. Now
she's scooting up a little so I can reach her tits and I'm pinching those
big luscious brown nipples of hers."

Sam and I watched, as dad seemed to float into another world. The muscles
on those beautiful strong legs of his began to enlarge and tense. He was
stroking faster and faster, and his face began to screw up and contort.
Suddenly, he let out a yelp, and growled loudly as stream after stream of
thick white cum shot from the end of his penis onto his chest and stomach.
After he shot about six volleys of sperm, we looked at it lying on his skin
like globs of thick white pudding. Dad was very out of breath and was
breathing heavily. Beads of sweat covered his handsome face as he lay
there with his eyes closed, still panting, and idly squeezing the last
drops of cum out of his wilting penis.

Neither Sam nor I had ever felt the level of sexual excitement we were
feeling at that moment. Our hard penises were throbbing and discharging
steady streams of pre-cum. Finally dad opened his eyes and propped himself
up on his elbows. He smiled at us, and said, "Well, boys, you asked for
it. That's how its done, and that's how a person looks when he's seized by
an orgasm, and, to answer your question, this is how sperm looks."

Dad scooped up a small amount of it on one finger and sucked it off. My
own sperm tastes kind of good. When you boys start jacking off, you'll
need to taste your own sperm. It's an interesting taste, and, no, it won't
hurt you. By the way, you boys looked pretty excited watching me do that.
You're feeling first-hand what sexual arousal does to you. And as I've
said before, it's good! Sexual activity in any form is good!"

Sam said, "Dad, can I ask you a question? Have you ever really fucked that
secretary?"

"No, I haven't," Dad said. "That's just one of my fantasies. Since I got
married, I've never fucked anyone but your mom. I got a lot of promiscuous
fucking out of my system before I married her. Your Uncle Martin used to
say I fucked my way all through law school, including the Dean's daughter.
Martin claims that's the only reason they graduated me. She had a lot of
influence with her father. But that's another story. To answer your
question, though, your mom gives me all the fucking I want. And in
between, I jack off a lot."

I asked, "Dad, when did you first start jacking off?"

Dad laughed and said, "Well, I was just the age you are now. When I was
about ten years old, and my brother, your Uncle Martin, was about eleven,
we got invited one afternoon over to a friend's house to get into what was
called a 'circle jerk.' When we got there, there were five other guys
. . . all guys we had seen around school. They all stripped down in this
guy's room and started jerking off. One of the guys kept asking us to do
it with them, but neither Martin nor I had ever done anything like that.
We just sat there naked and kind of played with our penises, but we didn't
know what else to do. Then we started seeing them, one by one, shooting
all this white stuff out onto their bellies. We were flabbergasted. It
turned out it was kind of a contest to see who could cum first, and who
would be last. By the way, one of those guys is your friend, Johnny's,
father. He was always the one to cum first."

"Johnny's father!" I said, totally stunned.

"It sure was. He had the biggest cock we'd ever seen, and he was always
bragging that he had fucked all the pretty girls in our class. Of course,
we knew that wasn't true. He was only about twelve then."

Sam exclaimed, "Johnny's father is a judge in juvenile court now. Wow!"

"That's right," said dad. "And whenever I go to work out in the pool at
the YMCA, he's often there working out, too. And afterwards, he always
jacks off in the shower. He's still got the biggest cock I've ever seen."

"Do you jack off in the shower there, too?" I asked.

"Sometimes, if I'm the only one there, or if it's only me and Johnny's
father. But I don't like to do it in front of strangers. Speaking of
jerking off in the shower, you'll find someday that that is one of the best
places to do it. I jerk off a lot in the shower here at home. But to
answer your question, the first time I ever came and had an orgasm was when
I was in one of those 'circle jerks' about a year later. And I never
looked back! I've been jacking off like crazy every chance I get ever
since."

Dad picked up a dirty t-shirt that I was going to throw in the wash, and he
wiped off all his sperm from his chest and stomach. Then he decided to
talk to us about relationships with girls. He said we would run into a lot
girls these days who really wanted to get fucked. And most boys will go
ahead and do it with little encouragement. He talked to us about using
common sense in that regard and being responsible in the matter of any
sexual activity we might engage in. He talked to us about respect for
women and their needs. Think twice before giving in to the urge to fuck a
woman on the first, or even the second date, or ever, for that matter.
Girls have a way of leading a guy astray if you let them.

Dad also talked to us about sexual diseases and safe sex. He had brought
with him a couple of packs of condoms for us to look at and get acquainted
with. "Your penises are getting pretty big now. You can try them on to
see how they feel."

Sam said, "Do you use condoms, dad?"

"Well, son, before I got married, I always used them when I was fucking. A
lot of the guys at school never used them, and they were taking an awful
chance. There were posters posted all over campus saying in big letters,
'THINK AHEAD! WRAP THAT RASCAL!' And after I got married, I never used
them while we were trying to get your mom pregnant. And then I started
using them again after you were born up until a couple of years ago. Your
mom has now gone through her menapause, and they're no longer necessary. I
never liked to wear condoms, but we wanted to stop having c***dren after
you two wonderful guys came along. When I stopped using a condom, though,
I had forgotten how great it was to use my bare penis and feel the lips of
her cunt rubbing against it. The stimulation on the penis was better and
it was really great to be able to shoot right into her instead of having to
deal with that rubber and pull it off afterwards. But a condom gives you
the safety you need when you don't want to cause a pregnancy."

I said, "Dad, I still can't imagine how you can actually fuck a person.
How do you get into position to get your penis in her pussy and then run it
in and out. I would think it would be awfully awkward."

"Well, Ron, there are a number of ways and positions you can use. The most
common way is from the front. The woman raises her legs up pretty high,
and that brings her pussy up to a position where you can lie on top of her
and slip your cock right in there. It's pretty easy. And then there's
another way that a lot of people use. You've seen dogs fucking, haven't
you? Well, it's pretty much the same with humans. She lies facing down on
the bed, but pulls her knees up so her butt is up in the air. Then you get
on your knees right behind her, putting you in a good position to thrust
your penis right into her cunt."

Sam said, "But when she's in that position, I would think it would be her
asshole that would be right there. Wouldn't that cause some problem?"

"No, not at all. Her pussy is right there pretty close to her asshole, and
it's not hard to slip your cock right into it."

Dad stopped talking for a minute and appeared to be thinking about
something. "Well, I might as well tell you that there is also such a thing
as anal fucking. A lot of men find fucking a woman in the asshole gives as
much, if not more, pleasure than fucking her in the cunt."

"Have you ever fucked a woman in the asshole, dad?" I asked.

"Well, to be honest with you, I did fuck the Dean's daughter that way quite
a few times when I was in college. It's really quite a sensation. And
I've done it occasionally with your mother. She likes it, but she has a
hard time having an orgasm that way. Whenever I fuck her in the asshole,
she usually masturbates herself with her fingers."

Sam said, "Wow, I didn't know how people actually fucked. I can see now
that it must be pretty easy. Ron and I really liked it that you showed us
how a guy jacks off. Maybe someday we'll get to see someone fucking."

Dad smiled and hesitated again. "I'll tell you what, boys. Fortunately
for you, we live in a one-story house. Now I'm willing to do something for
you if you think you can be very quiet. Tomorrow night, if you want to
stand out in the backyard outside our bedroom window, you'll be able to see
me fucking your mother. It will give you a good idea what goes on. But
you have to stand there very quietly so your mother won't know you're
watching. But I think it will be good for you to have seen two people
fucking before the time comes when you'll be doing it. It will give you a
sort of leg up on the how to do it. A lot of boys are very nervous with a
woman the first time they go to bed with one. Boys are usually very unsure
of themselves because they don't know what to expect, and they don't want
to appear clumsy and inexperienced. It's that old male ego kicking in.
But watching your mother and me might be a good thing for you."

Finally, dad said goodnight and went on to bed. Sam and I lay there, still
dripping, and horny as hell. I picked up that dirty t-shirt that was now
soaked with dad's cum, and we both took turns holding it up to our face and
smelling that heady aroma of our dad's sperm. Our dad, of course, didn't
know that we both were attracted to men, and not women. To see the
beautiful body of our dad lying there jacking off and going through his
orgasm just about sent us over the edge. We had talked a number of times
about our sexual attraction to our dad and, although we had not learned to
masturbate, we often told each other about our wild fantasies of loving our
dad's body. Now to have seen him lying on one of our beds, jacking off his
hard penis and shooting all that hot thick sperm out of it, brought our
fantasies to a new level. We lay there naked next to each other, and
stroking our gorged penises just as dad had. But as hard as we tried,
nothing happened. It felt good, but there was no sperm, and there was no
overwhelmingly wonderful feeling that dad said would overtake our bodies.
We soon gave up and went to sleep.

All through the next day, we were anxious for night to come. We scouted
the back yard to make sure that we would have a good view of the bed in our
parents' room. As we sat at the dinner table that evening, dad would look
over at us occasionally and wink, indicating that the time would soon be
there when we would have our next lesson in sexual pleasure.

We went to bed at our regular time, but stayed awake listening for our
parents' bedroom door to close, indicating they were turning in for the
night. This happened finally about ten-thirty. With only our briefs on,
we opened our door quietly and stole out the backdoor. Rushing over to
their bedroom window, we stood about five feet from it so that they could
not see us in the light from the room. Our mom went over to the window to
close the d****s, but dad quickly said not to close them because he wanted
the window open. He thought they needed the air since it was a warm night,
but not warm enough to have the air-conditioning on.

We watched as both mom and dad slowly took off all their clothes. Dad
turned off the overhead light and switched on the lamp on the bed table,
giving light for us to see by. Before getting into bed, they stood in the
middle of the room naked and dad leaned over and sucked on mom's nipples a
little. We had never seen mom naked. We always knew she had a large set
of tits, but we had never seen them when she was naked. As they stood
there, she reached around and took hold of dad's gorgeous round ass cheeks
in her hands and squeezed. Then as mom stood with her legs apart, dad got
down on his knees and began running his tongue over her pussy. To see our
own mom with dad's tongue running in and out of her pussy was something we
never thought we would ever see.

Soon, Dad lay down on his back with his enormous pole standing straight up,
and mom squatted down between his legs and began licking and sucking dad's
balls, just like he fantasized having the secretary do. He had his eyes
closed.

Sam whispered, "I wonder if he's fantasizing about that secretary he told
us about."

Mom then moved her tongue up along the underside of dad's penis and over
and around the head. As she pulled her mouth off of it for a moment, there
was a long string of pre-cum dangling from her chin. Then she took dad's
whole penis into her mouth all the way. Sam and I couldn't believe she
could fit that whole thing in her mouth. It must have also been halfway
down her throat. She ran her lips over it from top to bottom until dad
motioned for her to stop. It was obvious from the look on his face that he
was about to cum.

With dad still lying on his back, mom got up and stood over him, slowly
lowering herself down onto his waiting cock. This was a position dad had
not described for us. Sam and I had now discarded our underwear and were
so sexually aroused, as dad called it, that we were both stroking our cocks
furiously. Mom rose up and down on dad's cock like she was on a spring,
taking the whole thing into her pussy. While she did this, dad was
fondling her tits and nipples. Since the window was open, we could hear
them quietly moaning as they did this.

Finally dad said, "Let's do it another way now. I want to fuck you from
the rear. Mom then got into position with her ass up in the air. With dad
on his knees behind her, he plunged his cock into her pussy. As he was
doing this, he turned his head toward the window and, although he couldn't
see us, he winked and smiled. He knew we were out there going out of our
minds at the sight.

Dad fucked mom this way very hard, pounding her hips so that she kept
sk**ding up toward the head board. After awhile, they both moved into the
position dad had said was the most popular. Mom lay on her back with her
legs high in the air and her thighs pressing against her tits. Then we
heard mom say, "Harry, fuck me really hard tonight. I want to feel your
hard cock way up inside of me!" Dad supported himself on his arms and
pushed his penis into mom's pussy. He pounded her hard and fast. Mom kept
saying quietly, "Fuck me. Oh, fuck me hard."

Then suddenly, mom let out a cry, and we could tell she was having an
orgasm. It was so similar to dad's reaction when he had his in our room.
Dad kept pounding away. After each thrust, he would bring his penis almost
all the way out, leaving only the head inside. We watched dad's sensuous
body as all his muscles would flex and ripple with every thrust, and his
ass cheeks would quiver like very firm jello. Sam and I were pounding away
at our own gorged cocks as fast as we could. It seemed to me that I was
beginning to feel some sort of tingle waving through the middle of my body
as I stroked. Dad looked over in our direction and winked again. Then
came another cry from mom as she had another orgasm.

Suddenly, dad pulled out of mom's pussy and took a pillow, which he doubled
over and put under mom's hips. While we watched, we were overcome with the
sight of dad pressing his penis into mom's asshole. Mom had her fingers in
her pussy, stroking her clit furiously. The tingle inside of me began to
get stronger and stronger. I slowed my stroke hoping it would last. I
noticed that Sam had done the same. Dad fucked mom's asshole for at least
another five minutes, during which mom had two more orgasms while
masturbating herself. Then suddenly he pulled out and, with a roar, sent
stream after stream of his thick white cum onto mom's tits, with some
landing on her chin and lips.

That was it! I felt a feeling I never felt before suddenly taking hold of
me. I felt my penis getting harder and harder in my hand and throbbing
violently. The orgasm that overtook me was so strong that my legs buckled
and I went down on my knees as I spewed rope after rope of my sperm into
the grass. Sam's orgasm hit him at the same time, and we were both on our
knees groaning. We could still barely see over the window sill what was
happening inside. Dad continued his loud groaning, and it was obvious he
was doing it so mom couldn't hear our moans outside the window.

When we finally stood up, weak and shaking, we saw dad leaning over licking
up his own thick cum off of mom's tits and face. Then he scooted up and
put his penis into mom's mouth so she could suck it completely dry. We
stayed there for a few minutes more and watched them each go into the
bathroom, then climb back into bed for the night. When the light was
switched off, we went back to our room. We lay there, almost unbelieving
what we had just been through. For some reason, we felt so proud of
ourselves for having had our first orgasm. We felt almost as though we had
gone through our rite of passage into manhood. And watching our dad
fucking our mom, with his knowledge, somehow made us feel so close to him.
We loved him so much.

When we got up the next morning, Dad had already departed for work. All
day, we felt good; we felt fulfilled, somehow. Nothing was said at dinner
that evening, but we did catch a few more of dad's knowing winks. After
dinner, we talked to dad privately for awhile in his study about the night
before. We told him that we had our first orgasm while watching him fuck
mom. He told us, too, that it was very exciting for him to know that we
were watching. Dad felt very satisfied that our sexual education was so on
track.

That night, after Sam and I went to bed, we couldn't wait to jack off
again. Sam climbed into my bed, and we started stroking like there was no
tomorrow. Suddenly the door opened, and there stood dad in his briefs. He
sounded very apologetic and said, "Oh, I'm sorry you guys. I didn't mean
to interrupt your new nighttime fun. Mom has already gone to bed, and I'll
be turning in, too. But I just wanted to say goodnight to you, and tell
you I much I love you guys. You're my guys!

Sam said, "Dad, please stay in here a little while. We watched you jerking
off the other night, and now we'd like you to see us do it. We're really
proud of ourselves and we'd like our dad to see how well we do."

"Okay, you guys," dad said as he sat down in a chair. "I know how proud
you must feel having finally made that breakthrough. Go ahead, if you want
me to watch you. Actually, I'm glad we don't have any secrets from one
another."

Sam and I were so glad dad wanted to see how we did. We just felt so close
to him. As we stroked, we could see that dad had a very obvious hard-on
and was gently moving his hand over his bulge as he watched. Then Sam
said, "Come on, dad, please. Come on up here and jack off with us. It
would really be great if you would. We can see your hard-on and we know
you want to. After all, you jacked off right here on this bed the other
night. Come on. Please."

Dad smiled and pulled off his briefs. Sam and I moved over leaving space
for him to lie between us. As dad climbed in, he said, "You guys are
something else. You've found out how much fun jerking off is, and I guess
there's no reason we shouldn't have fun doing it together."

Both Sam and I were lying very close to our dad and I could hardly stand
not actually having my body touch his. But as we stroked and it became
obvious that we were all getting close, I became bold and pressed my leg
against his. I hoped he would think it was only because my body was
beginning to stiffen up in preparation for cumming.

We finally heard dad begin to moan slightly and could see his body tensing
up. When he let out a short yelp, Sam and I both knew he was cumming. We
both watched his contorted face as his cum shot up to his chest. When it
began to subside, we both let our own orgasms take over, sending our sperm
flying in all directions. We hadn't yet learned that we had to aim it.
Some of both mine and Sam's sperm landed on dad's arms and thighs, but most
of it landed on our stomachs. All three of us lay exhausted and out of
breath.

Dad looked over at each of us and said, "Well, boys, you might as well take
the next step in your education. Why don't you each taste a little bit of
your own sperm. You've got to find out sometime what it tastes like. And
it might as well be now."

Ben and I each took a little bit of our sperm on our fingers and tasted it.
We both liked it. It was so erotic to taste sperm. We didn't tell our
dad, though, that we both would have liked to take a taste of his.

Sam and I spent the next several years jacking off together, sometimes in
our room, and sometimes outside in the backyard at night while we watched
mom and dad fucking inside, and sometimes in very daring places away from
home. Our dad joined us in our bed to jack off with us only two or three
times after that first night. But the three of us were always very open
with one another about sexual matters, and we talked to our dad frequently
about it. In the mornings, I would often go into the bathroom to pee while
dad was taking his shower. Many times, I could see his figure through the
steamed up glass door as he jacked off. He knew I was watching because he
never made any attempt at stifling his moans when he came. Sam and I also
jacked off in the shower while dad was shaving. After I'd cum, he would
often say, "I hope it was a good one!"

When we turned eighteen, Sam and I went away to college. At the end of our
first year, after both having had several sexual episodes with other guys,
we decided it would be only fair to come out and tell our dad about hour
homosexuality. We knew it would be a shock to him, and we felt that we
would need to be alone with him where there would be no interruptions. One
evening, when mom had taken the weekend to go and visit her mother, we got
dad alone in his study and told him about ourselves. He sat in a chair,
and Sam and I sat together on a small sofa. We apologized that we had
misled him and never told him about it, inasmuch as he had always been so
open with us. We told him we knew he would be disappointed in us.

Dad looked at us blankly for a few minutes and then, with a smile creeping
over his face, he said, "Oh, you guys! I'll admit to you that I think I've
known for several years now. You don't have to apologize. I have no doubt
about the strong relationship the three of us have. It doesn't disappoint
me. I can understand how hard you thought it would be to tell me. I was
never going to bring it up myself because I knew it was something you would
have revealed in your own time. And because the three of us are so close,
I knew you would tell me eventually."

Both Sam and I couldn't help it. The tears started running down our
cheeks. We just sat there and cried. Dad stood up and came over to us and
said, "Move over, you two," and then sat down between us, putting his arms
around our shoulders.

He said, "I know I've been an unusual dad to the two of you. You know,
being so open about the things I think you k**s need to know. And I've
told you several times that a man's sexual needs and desires are there in
the genes when you're born. It isn't as though you felt you had to keep
secret like having been caught with your hand in the cookie jar. What you
are is what you are. And I've also told you to be responsible when it
comes to your sexual activity. If you remember nothing else, remember
that."

Dad's hand was d****d over my shoulder. Turning my head, I took hold of it
and kissed it over and over. When Sam saw that, he did the same thing.
Then we both turned toward dad and kissed him on the cheek.

Standing up, dad clapped his hands together and said, "Sam. Ron. I love
you both. No less and no more than I did yesterday." Then with a wave of
his hand, he said. "I'm hungry! Let's go out and have some Italian!
Okay?"

Today, Sam and I live together with our partners. Although mom never quite
understood how her loving sons could have turned out to be homosexuals, dad
has continued to be mine and Sam's best friend. He spends a lot of time
with the four of us. We know that he is a straight heterosexual man, and
we don't talk very much about homosexual issues around him. None of the
four of us do anything purposely to throw our homosexuality in his face.
But we know he knows and we know he understands.

We always loved our partners, but Sam and I admitted to each other that,
when we were being fucked by our partners, we each often fantasized that it
was our dad who was fucking us. One day, when we were alone with dad, Sam
and I reminisced about those early days when he told us all about the joys
of sex. As we were talking, I came out and admitted to him that, although
we had never experienced the act of fucking a woman, we frequently engaged
in anal fucking with our lovers, just as dad had done those several nights
with mom while we watched through the window.

Dad said, "Since you told me about your homosexuality, I started to read a
lot of things about it in different books and magazines. I learned that
gay men liked to fuck each other. And I have to tell you that I was kind
of hoping that you guys were also finding the great pleasure that comes
from actually fucking someone. I have to be honest with you. I think
fucking an asshole gives a certain pleasure that you can't get by just by
fucking a pussy."

Sam looked at me for a moment. He and I had talked about something, and I
knew what Sam was about to say. I wasn't sure that he should bring it up.
But Sam had reminded me that dad had always insisted that there should
never be any reticence in finding all the ways possible to gain responsible
sexual pleasure.

Sam turned to dad and said, "Dad, there's something that Ron and I would
really love to do. Ron wasn't sure I should ask you. But I know how open
you have been with us about your desire for sexual pleasure. And it's
obvious you like to fuck assholes. Ron and I would love it if you would
like to fuck us sometime. We do it all the time, and we love it. But
because of our closeness to you, dad, it would be very special for us if we
could get fucked by you."

Dad sat silently for a long time and then said, "Hey, guys. I've never
fucked another man before, and I never had any interest in doing it."

Sam said, "But dad, we're not just another man. We're the sons who love
you. We've jacked off together, and you enjoyed that. And we've watched
you fucking mom, and I know you enjoyed having us watch you do that. We
don't have any secrets from each other, dad. I always thought anything
goes among the three of us. It isn't as though you can get us pregnant!"

"But fucking my own sons," said dad, "doesn't seem right somehow."

I knew we were now into the subject, and there was no turning back. I
said, "Dad, Sam and I are really a special case. As Sam said, we have no
secrets from each other. As you've said a lot of times, anything goes.
You won't be corrupting your two innocent sons, or anything like that. It
all has to do with taking sexual pleasure when and wherever we can find
it."

Dad said, "You guys! You're something else! Sure I like fucking assholes.
But you're still going to have to give me some time to think about doing it
to my own sons! I've learned to understand homosexuality, but you have to
understand, I have never had any desire for that kind of sex with men. I
know that I've enjoyed jacking off with you guys. Lots of guys like to
jack off with other guys. But . . . ."

Sam said, "That's all we ask, dad. We don't ever want you to do anything
you're not comfortable with. But Ron and I want you to know it would be a
wonderful thing for us if you decide to do it. And while we're at it, dad,
I might as well tell you that Ron and I have been sexually attracted to you
. . . that beautiful body of yours . . . all our lives. It would be one of
the greatest sexual experiences of our lives, dad."

I hadn't expected Sam to reveal our sexual attraction to dad, and I rather
thought we may have really gone over the line. But dad smiled at us and
said, "You know, boys, that sort of gives me a new perspective on this. We
have indeed been close to each other and have told one another about our
intimate feelings. Perhaps there would be no reason for my not taking it
another step further. After all, finding sexual pleasure is what I've been
preaching. But I hope you'll understand that I would like to have a little
more time to mull this over in my mind before I decide anything."

Later, Sam and I told our partners about the proposal we had given our dad.
They already knew about the extremely open relationship we had with him.
Neither of them, however, had experienced that kind of closeness with their
own fathers, and they were understandably a bit shocked at our proposal to
have our dad fuck us, and were amazed that he had agreed to even consider
it.

About a week later, dad called and suggested that just the two of us, Sam
and I, go with him up to our lake cottage and spend the weekend together
. . . two days away from civilization. I asked him if he had given anymore
thought to our proposal.

Dad's only remark was, "Yes, I have. Will you and Sam be able to spend a
couple days alone with me up at the cottage next weekend? We don't get to
be alone together very often anymore. I've been thinking a lot about it,
and I think we've come to a place where the three of us really need to be
alone together for awhile. You guys are a bad influence on me, I hope you
know that!"

"Dad, does that mean that . . . ."

"Yes, Ron," said dad, interrupting. "Your old dad has been dealing with
some issues since we talked. And I guess there's only one way to resolve
them."

"Of course, Sam and I will spend the weekend with you, dad. I don't think
you'll regret it, and I think you'll find those issues, whatever they are,
will resolve themselves quite easily. Remember, dad, Sam and I love you
very much, and neither of us would ever ask anything of you that we thought
would be uncomfortable for you or would hurt our relationship with you."

"I realize that, son," dad said. "Thinking about it now, I realize that it
would take a lot more than our desire to seek out new sexual pleasures to
hurt our relationship. If that were the case, our relationship as father
and sons would have been damaged long ago. I'll meet you at the cottage
about noon on Saturday. I won't lie to your mother. I'll tell her we're
going to spend the weekend together at the cottage for some father and sons
bonding, which will be the truth. See you both then."