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It was a plan I had been building for years. My dream was to adopt or somehow have a son to raise and groom as my very own. My boyfriend was into the idea as much as I was. It was my idea that finally made him move in with me. We had already been dating and having sex, but when I finally confessed my kinky plan to him, he only wanted to learn more.

I wanted to raise my son to be gay like I was and ultimately have him see the world as I wanted him to. I would homeschool him, shut him off to the outside world, and one day make him mine. I ended up using a clinical trial in the end. That way, my son would indeed be mine. I never knew who the mother was, and frankly, I didn't care. My boyfriend and I would be raising the kid, and thanks to the medical disclosure, the boy didn't need to know until he was eighteen.

My boyfriend and I started from day one. We lived remotely, so we didn't have neighbors to pry. We removed the doors on all of the rooms of our house; that way, my boyfriend and I could share everything and anything. There was little need for privacy or clothing with only the three of us, so the boy would never know any better. His nakedness was the same as ours, albeit much smaller and more innocent than our more manly forms.

From the very beginning, I wanted to share the world of gay sex with my boyfriend and son. Every room in the house had lewd naked artwork lining the walls, and we had no shame in having sex, even if he was in the room watching us. I wanted him to see us naked, and as far as he was concerned, it was all normal. And that is what I wanted.

Like us, he had little use for clothes, and watching him grow up was quite a treat to behold. From the young little guy he was when he first arrived, it was fascinating to watch him fill into himself, grow his little quirks and characters and for his body to take shape. He would look at us as well, comparing his smaller body to ours, his little brain whirring and putting all the pieces together. He would watch incredibly intently when my boyfriend and I would make out, from kissing to more intimate acts, all out in the open for him to see. As mentioned earlier, my boyfriend and I did nothing to hide our bodies from his young eyes, just as he was not hidden from ours.

His meals were prepared with love, often with my boyfriend or me adding our manly essence to his meal. He would watch in wonder as one of us would stand next to the table and masturbate in front of him. Having him see us add our cum to his food was crucial for my long-term goal. I wanted him to want our cum, and I wanted him to see us depositing our creamy load either on top of his food or into his drink for him to enjoy. As he became more aware, he would often ask why we did it or if he could do that too, and each time we would reply that one day he could, and one day he would understand.

We homeschooled him, of course, with his education essentially normal from a curriculum sense. There is only so much creativity one can apply when it comes to math and science, but when it came to writing or reading, it was almost always of a sexual nature. Many of the exercises had him writing about his thoughts and feelings; many focused on his own body or his understanding of what he was seeing when he watched us having sex.

During the evenings, my boyfriend and I would have sex with one another while my son was in the room. We always made sure he had a good view of the mechanics of what we were doing and didn't shy away from expressing ourselves verbally. Over time, I could see in him that the pieces were slowly coming together in his mind about himself, me, and my boyfriend. While he was once a little hesitant to watch us in the act, now he watched more closely, his little boycock only feet away, getting excited and curious at what he was seeing. He likely didn't know why he got those feelings or why his dicklett got hard, but we would catch him touching himself as he watched, his boy rocket tingling and as hard as a nail.

--

I was preparing breakfast for him one day when I realised he finally understood what was happening. His deep brown eyes watched me intently as I went through my morning routine of jerking myself, his face watching my cock and body as I panted and ejaculated a copious warm load into his morning milk. The way he was looking at me was different this morning. What was a typical ritual seemed to have him riveted more than usual.

"What is it, Calvin?" I asked him.

"Nothing, Daddy. I'm just hungry."

"MMM.. uh, well, you can eat in a moment. I'm nearly there. Bring over your cup so Daddy can cum into it."

Ever obedient, Calvin did as I asked, bringing it over and being careful not to spill any. He held it mere inches from my cock while I tugged my foreskin the last few times before depositing seven long ropes into the milk inside.

"Daddy... why do you do that?" Calvin asked as my cock throbbed, and I manipulated the last drops into his glass.

"Do what, son?"

"Put your white stuff in my cup?"

"You've asked me that before. You'll find out when you're older."

He had asked the same question countless times after my boyfriend, Richard, or I came in front of him. It never stopped him from consuming it in the past, but for the first time, he waivered, looking through the clear glass at the gooey substance. Calvin was nine now. The time was fast approaching to reap the rewards of my plan, and his more specific questions meant he would soon be ready.

"Sometimes you put this stuff up Richards's butt, too," Calvin said, examining my load floating in the cup.

"That's right. Do you know the stuff is?"

"Is it sperms? I read in a science book about it yesterday." Calvin asked. He was an intelligent kid, and as his dad, I was damn proud of that fact. It made it so much hotter to me if he understood what was happening around him. Naked as always, Calvin looked down quizzically at his small two inches sticking out from his groin. "I'm only a boy, so I can't make sperms yet. Is that why you say I have to wait?"

"You're growing up so fast, Calvin," I said, messing up his brown, moppy hair. Calvin finally took a swig of his drink. I watched eagerly, seeing my slippery load sliding down his throat, only for him to sigh with satisfaction. "Do you like drinking daddy's milk?"

"Yeah. I like both yours and Richards, but yours is better. It's thicker and tastes nicer."

"I'm glad."

Calvin and I shared a smile. He took another drink as his little penis began waking up between his legs for the first of many times that morning.

"Daddy...can you put your sperms in my butt? Like you do for Richard?"

Yes. That was it. Like the knocking on the door of destiny, it wouldn't be long now.

"Hrm, stand up and show me your butt." Calvin did as I asked. Throughout all my grooming, there was nothing he was shy about, including showing me any part of his body. Calvin turned around and grabbed his ankles, his little cheeks parting wide. My heart leapt. The time was close. "Your tiny hole is too small yet, Calvin, but wait there while I find you something."

I quickly left the kitchen to my room, finding a small buttplug from my room and returning to my boy, still bent over and spread open.

"Hold still a moment," I said, carefully lining the plug up with his tiny anus, a drizzle of KY on the tip, pressing it against his hole slowly but firmly.

"Ouch!" Calvin yelped as the plug slotted inside. "What's that?"

"It's called a buttplug. And you can stand up now. A buttplug will help you prepare for the real thing. It stays up your bum, and then when you're ready, I can try putting my cum up there." Calvin's brow furrowed. He didn't seem convinced and looked a little puzzled, too. "You can take it out to poop; otherwise, it stays up there. Until you go to bed."

"I can take it out then?"

"Well, yes, but only to suck on. It will go in your mouth instead."

"But it was just up my butt!"

"Just think of it as a pacifier. Remember when you were little, and you liked having one?"

"I guess."

"Good boy. Now, finish up your breakfast. You've got homeschool to do."

--

That kept him quiet again for a while. I would check on his plug from time to time, ensuring that he had it inside him. I bought him some prettier ones as well, letting him have something a bit more special to have inside him. I never got him a wider one. I didn't want to stretch him. I just wanted to make sure for easier entry when that time did come.

He was constantly asking Richard and me about our cum now. Ever since learning about cum, it was like he had become fascinated by it. I ensured he learned about the male anatomy, both his own and ours. Richards and I's fucking was just as frequent. Occasionally as a treat, Richard would feed Calvin my cum when it dribbled out of his ass. To me, it seemed like he was spoiling him.

That said, while we weren't fucking him, we did have Calvin play a more active role. We would bring Calvin a little closer, sometimes sandwiching him between our bodies as we fucked, or simply watching him jerk his little cocklet. He had his first dry cum around then as well. It was such an adorable site. I'd had him sit on an armchair, with his feet up and on the arms, playing with his little balls and fucking himself with the plug. Richard and I were jerking each other off as Calvin frigging himself, his little 3-inch rocket hard as can be. He panicked when he had his first dry cum. His little face was stunned by the feeling he had just had. Richard and I laughed, hugged him, and put him to bed.

--

"Whatcha up to?" I heard Richard ask Calvin one evening while neck-deep in his studies.

"Math," Calvin grumbled.

"Do you still have the plug up your ass?" Richard asked.

"Yessir."

"Good," Richard confirmed before wrapping a blindfold around my son's head. "Come on. We've got a surprise for you."

Richard tied the cloth around Calvin's eyes before taking him by the hand to guide my now visionless son to our bedroom, where I was waiting. Slowly and carefully, we maneuvered Calvin onto our bed, up on his hands and knees, his cute perky butt primed and ready at long last.

"Ah!" Calvin gasped as I tugged the plug from his rear.

"Today is your lucky day, son," I whispered into his ear.

"Wha--mmph?" Calvin asked, his plug reinserted into his mouth.

Gagged, blinded, and prone, I walked up behind him, stroking my already hard cock, pressing my knob against his tender little hole.

"Today, you get your wish, son. " I explained. "Today, you will get your daddy's cum, deep in your ass where it belongs. I will breed you long and deep. And when I'm done, Richard will have his turn, and give you his cum too. Nod, if you understand."

And that he did. He couldn't see. He couldn't speak. All he could do was hear what was happening around him and prepare himself to be penetrated by cock.

I had been waiting so long for this, and it was finally time. I applied some lube to my cock, before fingering my son's slightly open entrance to make it easier on him. The plan was always to breed my 9-year-old son super deep. I couldn't imagine how wet and warm his hole would be, and then when I was done, Richard would do the same.

I pushed the head of my cock against his moistened hole, pressing forwards slowly but firmly. With a soft pop, my cock sank into heat, a gasp exiting my lips and his as we felt each other connect for the first time.

"Mmmph.." Calvin moaned as he felt my cock inside him. His tight tunnel immediately clamped down on my meaty intruder, penetrating his depths.

"Fuck..." I muttered. "His ass is holding onto me."

"That good, huh?" Richard chuckled beside me.

"Yeah. He's a lot tighter than you, " I teased.

Taking hold of Calvin's soft, smooth asscheeks, I gave a little extra push, a little extra leverage to fuck my length into his steamy trembling ass. Calvin was tighter than I could have ever imagined. His narrow tunnel was a real workout to push through, gripping my length all the way down. His body was shaking around me, his muffled moans bouncing off the room, his muscle ripping down the length of my cock as I fully left it in him, buried.

"I'm going to fuck you, Calvin. This is what you are here for. I will breed your tight little boyhole. Use it. Stretch it. And then tomorrow, we will use it all over again. This is what you are here for. To take our cum. Enjoy it. And you will receive it again and again.

Calvin moaned around me as I began to fuck him harder. He was coming to understand. We had been preparing him for this from the day he had arrived, feeding him our cum at every turn, his body destined to be fucked by Richard and I, his ass to be used for our adult needs.

"MM, you have such a hot hole, Calvin," I moaned as I stroked my cock in and out of his hole. Richard set himself in front while I used my strength to fuck. Calvin was tight, but with my hands clamped on his cheeks, I pushed and pulled, his ass wavering as I pleasured myself with it.

Calvin's ears had turned pink, his head bowed as I ploughed in and out, picking my pace. He understood what he was here for now. He understood what his ass was for and that it needed to take our cum. I could feel my balls boiling and my sack contracting. My first load was coming, and it would be the first he took in this hole. My body clenched, reaching the point of no return. I gripped his ass tighter, my fingers making little imprints in the flesh of his butt, the back of his little nut pouch between his legs putting me over the edge.

"FUCK, TAKE IT, CALVIN!" I shouted as I pumped my first load deep inside him. My cock throbbed, delivering my cum into him, Calvin obediently staying still as I finished depositing my load.

"You're an awesome little fuck, " I told Calvin as I pulled free, his open hole dripping with my seed. "I can't wait to do that again." I came around to Calvin's front, giving him a reassuring pat on the head as Richard took up his spot, Calvin muttering something as he felt his next cock take the plunge.

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"What I like about my daddy's cum."

That was Calvin's latest assignment, a page describing why he likes it and how he feels when Richard or I cum inside his ass. It had been a week since we had started fucking him, and not a day had gone by that either Richard or I had fucked his sweet, tight little hole.

Everything had worked as I had planned, even working better than I had expected. Calvin's appetite for our seed had become insatiable. It had got to the point where we had to ration it out to ensure he still got his dose with his meal, Richard and I both contributing as best we could as well as a good ass fucking at the end of the day in front of the TV.

We had us sleeping with us now, too. We only had a queen-sized bed, barely big enough for us two guys. We squeezed his boy body between us should we need him, our legs and arms intertwined as we slept. Over the past week, more than once, Richard or I awoke to find Calvin rubbing his backside against one of our cocks, teasing us to hardness, desperate for more.

"Can I please get fucked after dinner, Daddy?" Calvin asked, putting his pen down briefly.

"I told you yesterday, Calvin, not tonight. Richard and I haven't got to fuck each other since you got involved, so we want to share one another tonight instead."

"Awww...please? My butt is so itchy!"

"Finger yourself then. Have you been using your plug?"

"Yeah, but it's not the same as a cock!" he complained. "I -mmmph!"

I interrupted his whinging by plugging my cock into the boy's mouth. We had introduced cock to his mouth in the last couple of days, and it seemed to be about the only thing guaranteed to make him quiet. He'd actually started it first, with one morning Richard waking to find Calvin's lips on him, his cock being nursed by Calvin's youth mouth, causing him to stir.

"I didn't say to suck me, now did I?" I said sternly, my cock stuffing Calvin's mouth full.

"Mmmm...." Calvin moaned, probably another protest. Calvin knew better than to suck without permission.

That was the only problem now. We had done such an excellent job of grooming him, teasing him, and educating him about the tastes and textures of cum, that now he had an addiction to it. There seldom seemed to be a time he wasn't looking for it or finding the comfort of one of our cocks, often presenting his mouth or his ass to us, asking for our loads.

Even plugging his mouth with cock to keep him quiet seemed to have a calming effect. He looked up at me with those puppy eyes of his, his small fingers touching my balls. I left my cock in him and continued to talk.

"We agreed that Richard and I have sex today. We haven't had the chance all week."

"Mmm hmm", Calvin nodded dejectedly with his mouth still full.

"You will sit still and watch me fuck him. You already got Richards's cream in your cereal this morning, and you need to learn to share."

"Mmmm...." Calvin replied, albeit it took a bit longer this time.

"Now, are you going to finish your homework?" I asked, removing my cock from his mouth.

"Yes, sir."

I wiped my drooly cock along his smooth cheek as he got back to work, his little lips giving my balls a quick peck before I left him be.

--

Later that day, Richard and I began arranging ourselves on my recliner. With all our time fucking Calvin, it seemed an eternity since we had fucked, and we were both looking forward to it. I sat on the chair first, with Richard coming down on top of me, both naked and hard in anticipation of our fuck.

"I've fuckin' missed this", Richard said as he aimed his ass toward my cock.

"Me too,"

Fucking Calvin was like nothing Richard or I had imagined, but we both still wanted to share out lust for one another. With Calvin's appetite for our seed, we had devised a plan today so we could fuck, and ensure Calvin with a little treat at the end.

Richards lower body lowered towards mine, the chair underneath me as our two adult bodies got close. I sighed as his ass came into contact, Calvin watching us from the other side of the room.

"Come and sit on the floor in front of us, Calvin. " I said as I felt my knob press against Richard's fuck hole. "I want you to watch my cock going in, and you will have a lesson on it tomorrow."

Calvin did as he asked, crossing his legs and sitting on the floor a few feet away. Usually, he would watch from a nearby chair, but I wanted him to have an up-close front-row seat this time.

"Get in closer than that little guy," Richard agreed. "I want to feel your breath on my taint as your dad fucks me."

Calvin briefly glanced at us both before scooting over ever closer. Richard's body now hid Calvin's face from my view, but I knew he was down there and how close he now was. With Richards's legs spread wide for me to fuck, Calvin's face would have been mere inches away from the fuck zone, his eyes right next to my bouncing erect cock and Richards's twitching hole.

"Aren't you going to use that slippery lube stuff, Daddy?" I heard Calvin ask from down there."

"No need. You're so tight that we have to. I won't need it this time."

I demonstrated but taking my rock hardon in hand and pressing my cock into Richard's hole. With little effort, it sank in, my cock finding itself burying into a familiar home. Knowing Richard well, I fucked all the way to the root, pushing in until my balls made contact with his spread ass, balls deep, Richard groaning long and low on top of me.

"Can you see, Calvin?" I asked once fully buried.

"Yes, Daddy. Your cock is all the way in. Are you going to cum in him?"

What Richard lacked in tightness, he made up for in technique. My lover masterfully clenched his ass, letting my cock trundle through him, both of us gasping at the missed intimacy. Not wanting to wait any longer, I began fucking, each fuck causing Richard to grunt out loud with each punch.

"Oh fuck, I've missed this," Richard rumbled.

"Yeah, me too, baby, take my cock."

I picked up the pace. I fucked Richard deeply, knowing how hard I could push him. I fucked him over and over, right to the root. Not that I hadn't been doing that with Calvin. Fucking Richard was so different to fucking my boy; the combined gyrations of two men's strength was on another level. I jammed my cock into him over and over. Calvin's view of my cock pumping, our sweat, and our fuck, imprinting on his young brain.

"Wow, Daddy, you're doing it so hard!" Calvin's voice called out.

I dragged Richards's legs back, pushing his taint literally into Calvin's face as I kept ploughing in. My man's muscular legs were spread wide in front of my boy, his innocent eyes watching Richard at my mercy. I was close now. I was sweating. Our laboured breaths filled the room as Calvin stared from up close, my cock ready to unload.

"Cum in him, Daddy!" Calvin cheered. "Cum in his butt!"

I closed my eyes as my cock unleashed its first volley, blasting my lover with my cum. I groaned and wrenched Richard back first, thrusting my dumping balls in Calvin's face as I came.

"Ooh, Daddy, everything is moving!" Calvin cried out, watching everything in motion.

"Oh, fuck yeah, tell me exactly what you see, Calvin."

"Your balls look like they are squeezing. There is a tube thing that is really pumping, sending it all in. I can see it go all the way along your cock. It's sending your cum into his butt!"

"Ooh, I can feel it too..."Richard moaned.

With my seed injected into my boyfriend, I pulled free. Richard gingerly stood up, clenching himself as he waddled away, Calvin watching intently as my spent cock began to drift.

"You still want me to do it?" Richard asked me.

"Yes. Just like we planned."

"Would you still like some of Daddy's milk?" Richard asked, turning to Calvin.

"How?" Calvin asked. "It's all gone."

"I have a surprise for you. Lie down on your back."

Calvin glanced at me curiously, and I nodded in approval. I watched as Richard now arranged himself on top of my laid-flat son, squatting his recently fucked hole over the top of Calvin's face.

"Your Dad's cum is up my ass, " Richard explained. "I'm going to push it back out so you can still have it."

"You mean, you're going to push it out of your butthole?" Calvin asked, astonished.

"Yes. Now lay still and keep your mouth open wide.

Richard lowered his manly ass down, planting it directly onto Calvin's face. With a grimace on Richard's face, I could see him push, and I could see a small but steady rope of my cum dripping out from his hole down into Calvin's open mouth.

"There you go, " Richard grunted. "Suck that from my ass."

I watched, intrigued, as my son's cock rose to the occasion, his tiny cock excited about his task. With Richard squatted over his face, Calvin's lips planted a seal around the rim, my liquid sperm being transferred from one to the other.

"Good boy," I encouraged. "Lick Richards ass nice and clean.

I could tell from the way Calvin's face and cheek were moving that his tongue was going to town, licking my cum from Richard's ass. His boy-sized cock was rock hard, almost dancing as he sucked out my seed, my little crazed cum demon doing exactly what he was made for.

"Taste good?" Richard asked, straining the rest from his hole.

"Nnn, hnnn," Calvin replied, his cheeks red, slurping up every drop.

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"Rise and shine, my little cock slut! It's your birthday!" I called at my son's bedside.

Calvin was lying on his side in his bed, his young anus open and ready for cock, should either Richard or I need it.

"Come on, birthday boy," Richard chorused beside me. "Wakey, wakey."

Normally, we didn't do much for Calvin's birthday, but today was going to be special. Richard took one of Calvin's knees and pulled him over onto his back. With my boy's legs splayed wide, his body boasted his morning boyhood glory, standing prominent, hard as a stalk. Calvin's eyes blinked away and confused, seeing Richard and I standing over his naked form.

"Daddy? Richard? " Calvin asked, making no attempt to cover himself." What's going on?"

"It's your birthday, son! " I explained, helping myself to his cute erection. Calvin sighed at my tough, stretching his limbs in bed as I jerked his young cock a few times. "That feel good?"

"Mmmm, yeah." Calvin moaned.

While I frigged my boy, Richard walked to Calvin's pillow and presented his cock to his lips. Calvin willingly pursed his lips and gave Richard a sloppy good morning right on the tip. I continued to stroke my boy's twitching cock as he made out with my boyfriend's slit, attempting to wiggle his small tongue into the narrow opening.

"Can I come for you, Daddy?" Calvin asked, bucking his hips into my hand. "Just a little one?"

"Not yet," I said, gently patting his smooth sack. "We have a special breakfast prepared for you first. Come on, get up."

"Awww!!"

--

Richard and I led our boy to the kitchen, where we had prepared a special meal for him. There in front of his regular breakfast chair was a small birthday cupcake, with a generous offering of cum drizzled across the top of the chocolate frosting.

"Oooh!" Calvin exclaimed, seeing the healthy white deposit.

Calvin sat on his chair as Richard inserted a candle into the top. Then, lighting it with flame, we sang him happy birthday. Calvin beamed as we sang in chorus for him, and as we finished, he blew out the candle and made a wish.

"Thank you, Daddy! Thank you, Richard!" he chirped.

"We're far from done yet. Why don't you take a bite."

"Okay!"

Calvin showed no hesitation as he took a giant bite, sperm side first, right into his mouth. A grin crossed his face as he tasted the cum drooled cake, and a small strip of sperm smeared his cheek as he chowed down a massive mouthful. His eyes fluttered momentarily as he detected something different amongst the generous load, his thoughts trying to figure out why and what he was tasting.

"It tastes different. " Calvin admitted. "The cake is nice. The cum is thick and creamy. I can't work it whos it is, though."

"Perhaps take another bite?" Richard suggested.

So Calvin did. This time, leaving the cake, he simply licked the cum from the top, but his face remained puzzled as he tried to work out which of our loads he was tasting. On a typical day, he would have had no trouble working it out, so watching him contort in vain was almost comical, trying to solve the mystery.

"Is it yours, Richard?" Calvin first guessed.

"Nope. Guess again." Richard grinned.

"So it's yours, Daddy?" Calvin asked.

"Not mine either. Do you like it?"

Calvin looked really puzzled now. "Heck yeah! But...I don't get it."

Richard and I looked at one another and laughed as he took another tentative lick. The cake was mostly untouched, but the coating of semen across the top was nearly all gone.

"Give up?" I asked.

"Yeah..."

"Okay, follow me."

I took Calvin by the hand and led him into Richard and I's room. As we entered, Calvin's ear pricked up, hearing muffled moaning sounds from behind the clothes cupboard door. Calvin eyed me curiously as the moans got louder, so I let him open the door to uncover what was on the other side.

"Oh! Who is his?" Calvin chirped with joy.

Tied by his wrists to the clothes rail above him was a boy of no more than 13. I had captured him overnight, bound and stripped him, stuffed a handkerchief in his mouth, and left him till morning. Topless and with his shorts around his knees, his teenage erection stood up and proud, his blossoming puberty overriding any fear he might have had.

"MMMPH!!" the boy yelled into his gag, seeing us arrive.

"Do you like him?" I asked Calvin.

"Who is he!?"

"We think his name is Josh. " Richard said. "Other than that, we don't know much about him. But now he is all yours. He is your present."

"Really?!"

"Mmmph mmph!!" The boy protested into his gag, his eyes passing between our lewd family.

"His cock is already hard, Daddy! And look, he's got some fur on it!"

"Many teenage boys like to keep their hair because they think it makes them look more mature. Now that he is all yours, you can do with him as you like."

"Cool!"

The captive boy struggled against his restraints as we discussed him, his eyes watching us intently. He had been left there all night for his big reveal, so amongst company again, he was doing his best to communicate.

"You'll need to feed him and wash him. " I told Calvin, "I think you will learn a lot from having your own boy to look after."

"Can he cum?" Calvin asked.

"Mmmmm!" Josh answered into his gag.

"He sure can. His load was what you tasted on your cupcake."

"Oooh!! It tasted GOOD!"

Calvin took a handful of the newcomer's cock into his hand. The boy moaned from the touch, twitching and pulling, trying to get away. Josh looked down at my young son's hand on his proud teenage cock, Richard and I couldn't help but between ourselves at our boy's curiosities, and despite not knowing where he was, Joshes throbbing pubescent cock was still raging for us all to see.

"His cock is so hot, Daddy, and it feels like it is shaking," Calvin remarked as he continued to stroke the teen. "I don't think I like the hair on him, though."

I watched Calvin as he expertly brought Josh to the brink. In no time, Josh was panting and moaning, trying to turn away from us as he approached a second orgasm. Despite being so young, Calvin was a master at masturbating cocks, even though he couldn't yet cum himself. Josh's knees buckled, breathing loudly; he tried to fight off the urge to cum in front of a couple of strangers.

"Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm!" Josh moaned into the gag as he came for the second time that morning. A healthy, thick stream of teen spunk erupted from his healthy cock, pouring down its length. Calvin hooted for joy as his new toy came, Josh's eyes rolling back in his head, slumping from his exertion. Calvin took some of Josh's fresh cream that had just coated his hand, tasting it and then grinning at me.

"Do you like your birthday present?" I asked my beaming child.

"Yes, Daddy, you're the best!" Calvin said, embracing me tight. "Look at my hand! It's covered in Josh's gooey cum!"

"Now remember, this is still a big responsibility. You still have to do school, and you still have to do all your other chores. You still have to wear your buttplug, and I still expect you to watch Richard and I fuck in the evenings. Understood?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"There are just a couple of rules. Richard or I have to be present whenever you take his gag out or when his hands are untied. He mustn't be allowed to leave this room. No exceptions."

"Okay, Daddy. Can I play with him for a while?"

"Of course. Have your fun. Explore him. Richard will be in the kitchen cleaning up."

--

"This is so cool," Calvin said, alone with his new toy. "I'm going to make you cum again and again and again!"

Josh rapidly shook his head in vain, but Calvin grabbed the teen's still hyper-sensitive cock anyway, causing him to grunt. The slippery cum around Josh's cock schlicked wetly as Calvin teased to jerk him a second time. Josh tried pulling away from the intense feelings around his recently come glans but was unable to stop the small hand from touching him.

"Do you want me to make you cum again, Joshy?" Calvin teased, looking over his new plaything.

Josh shook his head as he watched the younger boy cradle his balls and stroke him again. Josh enjoyed cumming, but never so much. His uncut dick was still recovering from the last cum, the immense feelings of being touched so soon after cumming pushing his senses to overdrive.

Calvin kneeled in front of him, bobbing his head down and engulfing his entire length.

"Mmmph...." Josh moaned, throwing his head back.

Josh was as straight as an arrow, but the warm wetness around his tender cock felt amazing. Calvin lightly lapped his tongue against Joshes steamy ballsack while his little hand crept its way up his leg. No one had ever touched Josh like this before, the lingering fingers going way further up his thigh than anyone ever had.

"I like your cock, " Calvin said, licking his lips and standing again. "I like the taste of your cum too." Josh blinked as Calvin's tentative hand stroked the teen's face. "I wish I could talk to you, but Daddy said not to take off your gag. Ooh! I know!"

Josh watched bewildered as naked Calvin suddenly scampered off, his butt vanishing down the hallway, only for him to return moments later with pen and paper.

"Now, I'm going to untie one hand. You have to promise not to run away, though, okay? You promise?"

"Mmm!!" Josh mumbled, nodding his head frantically.

"You'll be happy here. I will feed you and make you feel good. I always wanted a friend." Calvin carefully untied only one hand. Josh watched the naked boy in front of him intently, wondering whether he could trust the kid in such a place.

"Please let me go.." Josh wrote first.

"You know I can't do that. Daddy said."

"Then can you at least pull my pants up? Everyone being naked is weird."

"What's weird about it? " Calvin asked. "I like seeing your cock. Then I can touch it when I want!"

Josh dropped his pen and let out a long sigh through his gag as Calvin touched him again. Despite having already cum twice that morning, his cock was still upright. His free hand could have stopped the boy, but Josh couldn't deny how good he made him feel. Josh was pretty modest around his friends back in high school but was quickly getting used to this preteen feeling him up.

Still sweaty and dripping with precum, Josh's cock was released from Calvin's grip once again, who cheekily handed him back the pen and pad so he could communicate again.

"I don't wanna cum again," Josh wrote. "My dick is sore."

"You'll get used to it. I've done it way more times than that for my daddy."

"You can cum? You're only like...ten?"

"I dunno how old I am. But I did have my birthday today. I can't cum like you and my dads can, but I get happy tingles when I have sex with them. Have you had sex before?"

Josh shook his head in reply.

"Sex is the best! " Calvin continued. "Nothing feels better than having a big meaty cock going up my bum. I love it. And I love cum."

"It's weird. Especially with your dad. And being so little."

"No, it isn't," Calvin said back.

A noise from the kitchen ended their conversation abruptly. Josh moaned again as Calvin suddenly moved to retire Josh's hand back up.

"I have to put your hands back up for now, " Calvin explained. "Daddy will be finished in the kitchen soon, and he said I couldn't untie you. We'll talk again."

Josh's face dropped, but he understood. He felt for Calvin, alone in that home, feeling a little sorry for the boy who knew no other life. He didn't fight the re-restraining of his wrists, and at least he knew they would talk again sometime.

--

I returned to my bedroom to find Calvin on his knees, his lips planted directly onto his new sexy toys balls. His face was right up against the teen's boyhood as he suckled each of his nuts, Josh writhing in pained bliss as my boy pleasured him in ways that I had taught him how.

"So you like your new toy then, Calvin?"

"Oh yes, daddy! He's amazing! His cum is so warm and tasty, and his balls are so soft and chewy!"

"Haha! I hope you're not biting them! Don't want to hurt the kid! "

"Hehe, no. I mean, I like to press them in my mouth. Just gently, though. His cock gets real hard when I do it."

"Well, that's alright then. Now, I hate to break you too up, but you have homework to do. Why don't you make use of that boypussy of yours and let him finish, and then you can come back to your room."

"But Daddy, he-"

"No excuses. You've got two minutes."

--

With his dad gone again, Calvin turned back to his captive.

"Sorry Josh...I know you don't want to, but daddy said.."

"Mmm??"

Calvin turned his back to Josh and reversed himself into the cupboard, where Josh was tied. He backed up until his boy butt nudged into the teen's sticky cock, and then reached behind himself, took Josh's cock and angled it against his tiny hole. Josh muttered something as he felt the two meet, quickly realising he was about to lose his virginity to a boy. Calvin lifted to his tiptoes, and with Josh's cock still in place, lowered himself into the aching pole.

"Uhhh..." Josh grunted, trying to compute the new strange feelings around himself.

"Ohhh, that's nice," Calbin moaned as he impaled himself. "You're not as big as my dad, but you're way harder.

Calvin cooed, gyrating his hips around Josh's cock. The boy panted and gasped as he fucked himself on his new friend, Josh moaning behind him. Josh didn't want to fuck a boy, but in the moment, the feelings were overwhelming him. His cock buried in such a tight boy, lust took over as he jabbed his hips upward, driving himself into Calvins ass.

"Yeah, that's it, Josh...fuck me. Mmm.. Fuck me with your nice hard cock."

"Mmmph..." Josh moaned, accepting what he was there for.

"Fuck my boyhole so deep. Give me your cum out of your tired balls. There must be a little more cum in there my butt can have. "

"mmmph.."

Calvin readjusted, his back against Josh's chest, their skin mingling with the scent of schoolboy sex. Josh came again, his cock spurting the last of his ball's contents against the walls of his new friend. Slippery cum coated Calvin's rim as the wetness allowed for a last few final passes of fuck, before Calvin lifted himself up and off.

"That was amazing, Joshy," Calvin whispered. "I'm going to go find my buttplug and keep your stuff up there all day."

Chapter Text

You haven't lived until you've woken up to the sounds of a tortured teen and his cock getting its first milking of the day. The noises that a thirteen-year-old boy can make in the throws of horny frustration are just magical first thing. He'd wake from his slumber, remembering where he was, his body immediately thrown back into his new sexual life.

I turned in my bed to see my boyfriend, Richard, standing over our teenage slaves' confines. Although I had brought Josh in to be a toy for my son Calvin, Richard had taken a liking to the boy, making sure to wake him in his own way every morning. While Josh was doing his best to take his new life in stride, there were still occasional flickers in his eyes, something remaining in the back of his mind, as if he still wished he was back home.

It had taken a few weeks before we could trust Josh enough to give him back his sight and only a little more before we allowed him to use his voice again. On the first night of giving back his vocal freedom, however, I'd caught him speaking to Calvin about his home life and suggesting leaving. Calvin's entire life had been spent with Richard and me, and a world of clothes and modesty seemed bizarre to him. Thankfully, Calvin explained to Josh that our home was all he knew, so he confessed to me what Josh was trying to do. For Josh, the consequences of his actions meant his first night of freedom would be his last. We no longer allowed him to sleep in Calvin's room alone; instead, he slept in the room with Richard and me so that we could watch him more closely.

It was decided that Josh would have Calvin's old toddler cot, and with the wooden bars reinforced with some DIY, he would spend his nights with his wrists and ankles handcuffed to the bars. Every night, he would sleep like that, as best he could, on his back, naked and exposed. The following morning, Richard would then wake him, teasing his morning teen glory until its first ejaculation, which would be only one of many by the end of the day.

"Uhhhh..." Josh groaned, restrained, and positioned with his legs apart in the small wooden frame.

"Morning, sleepy head," Richard chuckled over him. "Ready for another big day?"

I pulled myself out of bed to join them, marvelling at Josh's young, teenage form. Left to nature, he would have had a modest handful of pubes now had we not given Calvin the responsibility of plucking them. Josh's aching cock reacted in Richard's hand as he squirmed and writhed to get away. Torn between his subconscious still fighting for a "normal life,"  it wasn't until he fully awoke that he would remember he was unable to escape the ministrations of my lover's hand.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself," I chuckled to Richard, leaning over and kissing my man on the lips.

"I'll never tire of this," Richard replied midkiss. "Are you sure you didn't get Josh for me instead of Calvin?"

"Haha, no. He is Calvin's toy, but he can be your little concubine, too. How about that?"

"Mmm... hmm, I'm coming.." Josh's rich, pubescent voice groaned below us.

My lover and I marvelled as Richard's hand expertly brought Josh to the brink. I loved looking at Josh's cock, and being a new introduction to the family, it had its own unique features and shape. I knew Calvin's young pubescent cock well, and Richard's man-meat was something I could picture in my sleep. There is something so special about bringing a new hot teen cock into the under the roof—a whole new organ to learn and explore. We had worked Josh's cock hard ever since he had been with us; barely a day went by where he ejaculated multiple times. By nightfall, we'd have him cum at least half a dozen times throughout the day, his balls frantically spasming each time, trying their best to provide yet another load. Each time he came, he would cry in those squeaky pubetic moans of his, arch his back, and rub his aching balls.

Josh's eyes rolled back in his head, and his tummy heaved as his first load of the day became imminent. Josh's eyes rolled back in his head as he teetered, writhing in Richard's gasp. His tummy wrestled with exertion as he lay trapped on his back, his feet and hands spread wide across the bed, unable to hide his shame. The musty smell of teen spunk filled the air as white ropes splashed across his lower belly; what he once considered a private act was now wholly supervised, his seed coating his body, his ripe teen balls already busy manufacturing another load for next time.

"Why don't you go and wake up Calvin?" I instructed after unlocking Josh for the day. "Go sit on his face for a while; let his tongue lube you up so one of us can fuck you over breakfast."

I saw Josh grimace at the thought of another fucking, though over time, he was becoming more accepting of it. When we first returned to his ability to speak, he'd told Richard and me much about his life before us. He had a girlfriend; he complained; he wasn't gay; he whined. I never claimed that he was gay, of course, but after passing the two-dozen mark of fighting and having his ass breached, he seemed to come to accept it. Most evenings would mean having either my cock or Richards exploring his depths while Calvin would helpfully clean up the other. I told you before about the beautiful sounds a thirteen-year-old made when being jerked off; I cannot begin to explain the noises they make with a stranger's cock inviting itself into his oh-so-called straight backdoor!

"Do you think it's time?" I asked Richard while Josh made his way out the door.

"For my idea, you mean?"

"Yeah. I know you've been wanting to. Do you think he's ready?

"I suppose so. He has been pretty against all the butt stuff, but I think with the right persuasion, he will do it."

Richard had wanted Josh to fuck him ever since he laid eyes on him. You read that right. Richard wants HIS boy bone up inside. He'd admitted that Josh having a smaller cock than mine meant that the physical feeling wouldn't be the same. But he'd also explained that what Josh would lack in size, he wanted to feel the power of making the boy do something he had previously been so against. As an act of total obedience, Richard wanted the boy to fuck HIM. Whether he liked it or not, he wanted to break that seal.

"What about you and Calvin?" Ricard asked. "You got much planned while Josh and I are gone?"

"I'll probably have him work that new Fleshlight I got most of the morning. I want to see him ejaculate soon. He must be close to being able to."

--

Hours later, Josh and Richard were walking alone in the wilderness, miles away from home. As they trampled naked and barefoot, a lake expanded before them, inviting and unattended, a soft green meadow laid out around it. Richard was used to it being nude outside, his cock swaying gently from left to right in anticipation of Josh's big day. Josh was only a few feet ahead and a lot less keen on the idea of walking naked in public. Naked as he was, his bare teenage bum looked like it was looking left to right from each step he took, as if a face looking out for someone to find them.

"Are you sure no one will see us out here?" Josh asked, unfamiliar with the area.

"Not a soul."

While there wasn't another human within sight, Josh loosely cupped his exposed genitals in front by instinct as they walked—his first time outdoors in months. A cool breeze nibbled at his exposed skin, his scared penis not quite as lofty as the one belonging to the more prominent male following behind him. Back home, Josh was comfortable in his skin but had never done anything like this. His ass naturally clenched as he walked, his two cheeks sliding past one another step, terrified that someone would catch them.

"Stop by the lake's side," Richard said as they approached the water. We'll stop for a rest."

"You're going to fuck me again, aren't you?" Josh muttered.

"Not exactly."

Josh walked up to a tree at the lakeside, long, fine grass tickling their ankles and shins. He turned to face Richard, coming up moments later, remembering how to uncover himself, his hands quickly dropping to his sides.

For the second time that morning, Richard took a handful of the boy's cock, taking the boy's bountiful sack in the warmth of his hand. The two males locked eyes as Richard fondled; a faraway glance told Richard that the boy still wished he wasn't there. It took time for a teen to surrender entirely to his new life, and while Josh showed it on the outside, he wasn't quite there yet. While Josh had already come only a few hours earlier, his cock quickly responded to the attention. Josh whimpered with worry at the new attention, wondering how many times today he would be expected to perform. Richard dropped to one knee, keeping Josh's balls firmly in check. While his hot teen bone rose, Richard replaced his hand with his lips, licking and kissing Josh's rapidly tightening sack.

"Ohh.." Josh moaned.

"You taste good this morning, Joshy.." Richard replied, giving the boy's rugged skin another lick.

"T..thanks."

"Do you like living with us, Joshy? Do you like the things we do to you? Do you like being our slave?"

"It's weird. I want to say no, but I know that might get me in trouble. You guys don't hurt me or anything, but it's all so gay -Awww...."

Richard skillfully took both Josh's balls into his mouth, showing that his mouth was far more practised than Calvin's. Josh sounded like a mewling puppy as Richard tended to the teen's sensitive nuts, licking, sucking, and rubbing his nose in Josh's creases. Josh's cock rose to the occasion, but Richard left it unattended. A clear, sweet droplet of precum formed against its end, but Richard backed off just before Josh could reach the point of no return.

"Get on the ground with me, Josh." Richard offered. "If you want me to let you finish, you must do something for me."

Josh's cock was upright and rigid, unmoving as he descended to the grass with Richard. Josh's mind reeled from his need to unload, his dick bobbing and weaving as he came to rest on the ground. Josh lay flat across the grass while Richard tended to the hypersensitive cock. The man restarted his menstruations of care for the boy, taking deliberate time to lick up and twirl around Josh's teen dick. Josh's shaft moved and bounced on its own as the boy again approached his limits.

"You know, Joshy," Richard continued. "For someone so concerned with being gay, you sure like having your cock sucked by a man. You get really hard, really quick."

"Mmm, it's, uh, natural, I guess. Anyone would get a hardon from someone doing that."

Richard replaced his mouth with his hand, masterfully masturbating Josh's teen cock slowly while stuffing his face back into the teen's ballbag. Richard could smell that Josh was close but purposefully pulled back when he noticed the boy was on the edge of his sexual cliff.

"Do you still think of your girlfriend?" Richard asked with only his hand remaining, gently tugging on Josh's engorged erection." When you're sucking our cocks, or someone is sucking on yours?"

"Sometimes. " Josh gasped. "Especially when Calvin sucks it."

"Oh? Do you like it when Calvin sucks your cock? Do you like having your cock milked? Even though he is so much younger?"

"Awwgh...Please..." Josh moaned, feeling another impending cum be robbed from him once again. He covered his face with frustration, but Richard didn't stop touching him. Instead, he nudged the boy's legs apart a bit wider so that he could steal a taste of the teen's sweaty taint.

"Please, what?" Richard chuckled from between the boy's legs.

"Please let me cum..."

"Well, I'm still waiting for an answer."

"Yes..." Josh groaned. "I like it. I like it when Calvin sucks me. He's really good at it. Happy?"

"Hmm. That doesn't sound like something a straight boy would say. Surely a straight boy wouldn't want a young boy sucking them. What is it you like about Calvin sucking your cock that you enjoy?"

"Ugh... geez," Josh said, moaning with frustration. "I like it how he never gags. I like that he can take the whole thing in and hold it there. I can feel the inside of his throat like it's tugging on it. I never knew a dick could go in so far."

Richard removed his face from Joshy's cock, sensing he was on the verge. Once again, Josh cried out with desperation as his orgasm was denied yet again, his sweaty, twitching cock begging for release and his legs trembling almost uncontrollably. Despite Josh's cock getting milked more often than most boys his age, he was forever in need of more. His frustrated, writhing body told the tale of how close he had been brought so many times that morning already, only for his primal teenage need to be denied over and over again.

"I'll make you a deal, Joshy," Richard said as he drank in the boy's heaving form. "I'll let you cum. But you have to cum inside me. And you have to help."

"You mean in your mouth? I've done that loads of times, yeah. I'll suck you again."

"No, not in my mouth," Richard said as he lifted and hovered his much more masculine body over the boy's throbbing cock. I mean in me, here."

Josh's mouth dropped. He would have never thought in a million of fucking a man back home. But now, in the wilderness, and his cock begging for relief, he could see little other option.

"You want me to fuck you..in the ass?" Joash gasped.

"Yep. If you want to cum. Today. At all. It needs to be in my ass."

Richard took Josh's red, swollen cock and lined it so it stuck straight upward from his body. He positioned himself above it and descended until an inch or so separated his entrance from the engulfed boner below, his asshole poised and prepared to dock.

"Okay," Josh gulped. "Do it."

"It's pretty gay, though, " Richard grinned.

"I don't care. I need to cum so bad. I don't care if it's in a butthole anymore."

Richard grinned wider as he lowered himself onto the throbbing boyhood. With his experience of being fucked by his lover countless times, he had no trouble without lube, the two males quickly finding themselves connected in areas most intimate.

"MMm," Richard moaned. "I can feel your teen heat. Do you like it?"

"Yeah. Fuck."

Richard proceeded to fuck himself against the boy's cock; he worked up and down, feeding himself with youthful sex. He knew Josh was already close; the idea of what he was doing only caused him to wilt momentarily and was replaced by the new feeling of fucking a new hole.

The two males moaned in unison as they became one. Josh even had the courage to watch it, something he never thought he would do. He sat back on his elbows as he watched his cock vanish up inside Richard's asshole, never once having imagined it would be a man that he would lose his virginity to. Josh knew he had lost his straight card, and there was no turning back. His eyes rolled back in his head as he came, his first load of the day vanishing into the depths of another ass.

--

"That was nice," Richard said as the two lay naked in the grass. "I'm honoured to be your first.

"Yeah," Josh agreed. I still can't believe I did that to a dude."

Richard rolled over onto the boy, mounting him chest-to-chest. Josh wasn't exactly comfortable making out with another man yet, but unlike earlier, at least he had done this before. Richard kissed the boy deeply. Passionately. His tongue forcefully roamed the boy's mouth before the boy knew the extent of what was going on. Holding the boy's face in place, he drilled his tongue and swabbed around, making sure to exchange the unexpected gift.

"Mmph, what's that?" Josh asked between breaths.

"Shh. Just take it."

Now, completely subservient, Josh obeyed. Rather than just his mouth being wrestled by a chiselled face, he knew he could taste something extra, the consistency of cum. He had swallowed cum before, but this time it tasted different.

"Who's...who's is that?" Josh asked, his mind trying to knit together the answer.

"It's yours, gorgeous," Richard said, kissing the boy again. "From my ass oven to your lips. All yours."