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Ben’s Big Heart (My Himbo Son Is My Life #4)

Posted on April 9, 2021 by indieerotica

Joe has punished his younger brother, Jack, for the horrible things he did to Joe's son, Ben. Ben has such a big heart that being a himbo only puts him at higher risk of being nothing but a hole to use and a doormat to stomp on. The pain Joe feels from knowing just how much Ben was taken advantage of destroys his relationship with Jack, and Jack must pay for the damage he caused.

But revenge is sweet, isn't it? Jack's hot and sexy jock son, Justin, comes into the picture just in time for Joe to show Jack a thing or two. Justin is Ben's age, and he has a whole lot of love to give and even more experience to learn. Joe calls him on the phone for some uncle/nephew catchup. They agree to get to know each other better, but just how close can they become?

Later, Joe has a heart-to-heart moment with Ben. Ben tells all, and Joe's hatred of Jack grows stronger. But what about Ben's emotional progress? He's been emotionless for years because of what Joe discovers. Could that ever change? Could Joe finally get his emotional little boy back?

Ben's Big Heart is a 5,200-word short story.

It took Justin a moment to continue. “Well…the truth is…I think about you like a man, not just my uncle. And I want to know what Ben feels like when he has his private time with you.”

God, my cock was still hard from all this discovery. “Yeah?”

“Yeah…” Was he jacking off now? I could tell from his breathing. But I didn’t want to say anything. I just let him pleasure himself.

“Yeah.”

“What exactly do you have in mind?”

“Well…maybe suck you off and swallow you. Let you fuck me too.”

Oh, this was getting too much now. I leaked so much that I had to take care of business soon. Suddenly, I wanted to explore things with him and have him explore stuff with Ben too, maybe the three of us at once. “Justin, how about you pack your things, and I’ll get you a one-way ticket here so you can stay with us for a while, see how much you like it in this house.”

Justin gasped. “Really, Uncle Joe?”

“Really. Ben could use your company. And honestly? So could I.”

“But what about my dad?”

“I’ll keep looking after him, but if you want to help, by all means.”

“I’ll think about it because I’m still mad at him, but I’ll definitely move in with you.”

“Great, then it’s settled. Oh, and by the way. Your dad wants to fuck you.”

There was silence for a moment, and I wondered if it was even a good idea to have told Justin that. Had I freaked him out?

“Oh, okay,” he said.

“I’m sorry. But I just felt the need to warn you now that you’re moving here and will be around him every day.”

“No, I get it. Thanks for telling me, Uncle Joe. I would’ve loved to have lost my virginity to him, but not anymore.”

“You’re still a virgin?” Then again, I wasn’t too surprised since he hadn’t dated much.

Justin chuckled. “Yeah. I’ve never sucked or even kissed anyone either.”

My eyebrows flew up, and shock filled me because of the never-been-kissed factor. “But you’re gorgeous, Justin. You have a sexy, athletic body. How is that even possible?”

“Aw, thanks for the compliment. But…the reason why is because I’ve only wanted my dad and you, the only two people in my life I thought I could never have until now. And after all this talk and what my dad did to Ben, I want you to be my first sexual experience.”

Ben’s Big Boy Butt (My Himbo Son Is My Life #3)

Posted on April 2, 2021 by indieerotica

The big moment has come for Joe to experience what it's like to be inside his son, Ben. That big boy butt has done nothing but tease Daddy. He's tasted his son in more ways than one, and his love for him continues to grow, so taking Ben from behind is another new way to bond as father and son.

But first, Joe must confront his younger brother, Jack, about the kind of "birds and bees" talk he gave Ben. The talk was to be about sex, as thoroughly and explicitly as possible from his own perspective, to just give it to him raw, with no shame, and pound all that info into him. It's no wonder Ben has been so experienced.

When Joe confronts Jack, the conversation stirs up some new brotherly feelings for him. Maybe Jack needs to be taught a hard lesson by his big bro, a lesson he'll never forget. Only then can Joe finally move on and get to know Ben in the same way Jack already has, except with the kind of love that only a father can give to his son.

But little does Joe know about another piece of information involving Ben's big boy butt; it's more popular than Joe has ever imagined.

Much, much more popular.

Ben's Big Boy Butt is a 6,300-word short story.

Jack glanced at my forming tent, and he smirked with a headshake. “When are you going to stop being a hypocrite and just accept the reality? We’re both bi, and there’s a hot piece of ass at our disposal.” He stepped closer and slid his hand through the opening of my boxers, giving me a horny smile. “You’re sexually frustrated, Joe, and I get it. Only I chose to move on after my divorce because we weren’t happy together, and you tried to make it work but failed.”

I hated that that had to be my reality. Ever since Bettie had left me for another man—a younger man in great shape, no less—things hadn’t been the same. But I was also horny and couldn’t think straight now. It didn’t take long for my erection to poke out while Jack’s rough hand still played with it.

“Be lucky you have a gay son to mess around with. I wish my gay son could pleasure me like that, especially since he’s a lean jock and just hot as fuck. Cute fucking butt too. Man, wish I could eat the fuck out of that hole.”

“You saw his ass?”

“Yeah, he’s oddly not against being naked in front of me, and he’s seen me too. But it was brief while changing clothes, just a couple of times.”

Ah, my nephew. Justin was exactly Ben’s age but already halfway through college since he didn’t have the same academic struggles Ben did. He lived in Florida and had spent a big chunk of his life there with his mother. Jack was right. Justin was hot. Though, not as hot as Ben. But if he were to ever want to join in on the fun, I’d make sure to fuck him first to get back at Jack for fucking Ben first. I wasn’t obsessed with virginity or anything, but I would’ve rather been first than Jack out of the two of us. Ben was my son, after all.

“Have you fucked him yet, Joe?”

“Nope.”

“You should fuck Ben one of these days. Pound that hot ass for all it’s worth. You’re going to love it too.”

The thought of that boosted my hormones. What was it like being inside my own son? His big butt riding my big cock while jiggling enough to make me come.

“Just let go of every negative emotion and enjoy the feeling.”

Father Me With… 4-Pack Bundle

Posted on March 30, 2021 by indieerotica

Evan and his father, Adam, don’t really get along but with his mom gone it’s just the two of them living together. It’s hard to avoid the older man. Harder still when on one hot and sweaty evening, Evan notices his dad’s bedroom door is slightly open, and he can hear and see his dad pleasuring himself.

Evan is determined to ignore it. After all, though incest is legal where they live, Evan can’t possibly watch his dad. He can’t…do stuff…with his dad. Right?

But a moment of weakness, an attraction he wants to deny, and a burning need for some sexual release with the man that made him lead Evan out of the hallway and into the bedroom.

And thus begins the coming together of father and son.

Once estranged, now in love, Evan and Adam now have to renegotiate their relationship, because it will never be the same again.

Father Me With… 4-Pack Bundle is an 18,000-word collection of previously published stories, including "Father Me With Temptation", "Father Me With Desire", "Father Me With Hunger", and "Father Me With Love".

I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped into the hallway. As I turned right and headed back to my room, I noticed Mom and Dad’s room door was cracked open at the far left where the darkening hallway ended. I could’ve sworn it’d been shut all the way. Had Dad come back from wherever he’d gone after yet another big fight with Mom? Since she was out of town staying with family, he and I were alone.

The idea that he was alone in his room was enough to make my toweled cock twitch a few times while it slowly rose to the illicit occasion. It was wrong to feel like this, but my body didn’t care about what was forbidden. It just felt, period. Besides, incest between adults was legal in this island fittingly shaped like a flaccid penis, and I was eighteen now. It was just highly frowned upon. Like I’d ever get lucky to do anything with my own father, anyway.

I decided to be bold and sneak toward the door, my heart vibrating through my chest. The closer I got, the more I trembled because of the risk. It was amazing how I didn’t know what was going on or if Dad was even in the room, but staring at that cracked-open space was powerful enough to send horny signals from naughty brain to leaking cock. I swallowed and tried my hardest to control my breathing that was too stubborn to decrease.

Just a few inches closer, and I stopped almost against the wall of the hallway’s end, peering into the crack. My eyes grew wide, and my mouth was slightly open. Dad must’ve returned while I’d been in the shower because he was right in there, but he was also naked on the bed, his left side facing me. His mostly-smooth and muscular body with just sprinkles of brown hair was too hot not to notice, and he tanned nicely under the sun, unlike my paler skin. His fingers were wrapped around his pink cock while making the squishy sound of lube with each stroke, looking lost in his own world.

That size, though! It wasn’t a whole lot slimmer than a beer can. How long was it? Nine inches? It couldn’t be any longer than that, which was long enough. Mom could take that monster meat? Even his lightly-hairy balls were big.

And very, very suckable.

Ben’s Big Mouth (My Himbo Son Is My Life #2)

Posted on March 29, 2021 by indieerotica

Joe is prepared to sleep in bed alone for the first time since before his marriage to Bettie, and it’s quite the tearful experience. Depressed, he doesn’t understand what he did wrong to end up being divorced without the ability to fix things like he’s done all the other times. Nope, the divorce is final, and he knows he has to move on. He has so much love to give but no one to give it to.

As Joe tries falling asleep, his son, Ben, surprises him by wanting to sleep with him on the same bed. He tells him he heard him crying and wants to comfort him. The challenge? It’s been a month since they had sex for the first time, and there’s no guarantee it won’t happen a second time, even though they haven’t brought it up again. After all, Ben is everything to Joe. He’s not just a son; he’s a man who’s more than willing to fulfill Joe’s needs.

But Ben has a big mouth, and he knows how to use it much to Joe’s satisfaction. There’s also another reason he has a big mouth: he’s too honest and cannot lie. So much so that he reveals something shocking that’s been going on under Joe’s nose, something both upsetting and horny.

But could it open up a new path to Joe’s incestuous journey with Ben? Joe definitely has so much love to give, but could he finally have someone to give it to?

Ben's Big Mouth is a 4,600-word short story.

Shortly after finally falling asleep, a strong arm wrapped around me and woke me up. I turned around, and Ben lay beside me in his boxers while sporting his usual neutral expression seen through the luminance of the nightlight. His blue eyes stared into mine, making me fall. What a beautiful jock body that he took care of more than he did his brain, sometimes making me wish I could get back to that instead of my flat-assed dad bod. “Hey, son, what are you doing here?”

“I came up here to pee since Uncle Jack’s using the basement toilet, and I heard you crying.” He was emotionless and always spoke in a monotone voice—at least since middle school—but his words and actions often told me what I needed to know. “Your cries were nonstop, Dad. So, I want to make you feel better and give you some company.” He was so adorable even for being an adult at twenty. He was still too young to know what I’d been going through, since he’d never even dated anyone in his life, but it warmed my heart to know that he wanted to be here for me. We hadn’t done anything sexual since the first and only time a month ago, not even mentioned it, but I still got turned on by the closeness of our bodies. I wouldn’t bring it up, though, even though I was convinced he didn’t regret any of it. I definitely didn’t.

I tried to smile but only managed a weak expression. “Ben, I don’t have any clothes on, just warning you.”

As expected, he wasn’t fazed since I’d never taught him that nudity was a bad thing. Plus, after rimming him, sucking his cock, and swallowing his cum in a moment of father-and-son lust, anything went at this point. Though, he did pause for a few seconds as if pensive. “Why are you naked?”

“Because I get real hot at night when I sleep, so sleeping naked makes me feel better.” That was the thing about the U.S. territory of Cestin Island being off the Atlantic coast of Florida; the summers were often too hot around the clock. But the fact that it was LGBTQ-friendly here and that incest between consenting adults was legal made it the best place to be. I’d never trade the white, sandy beaches and beautifully-blue ocean for anywhere else. And who wouldn’t like to live on an island shaped like a flaccid penis?

“Oh…” Another pensive pause. “Can I sleep naked with you?”

Ben’s Big Butt Cake (My Himbo Son Is My Life #1)

Posted on March 19, 2021 by indieerotica

On the verge of getting a divorce, Joe is in for a long night alone in his bed. Bettie leaves him for a younger, fitter man who only makes him realize how much of a turn-off his dad bod is to her. Granted, he’s had deep desires for their son, Ben, the perfect match for him, who happens to be forbidden. But he’s never cheated on his wife and has managed to be a faithful and loyal husband.

Joe has hidden his secret desires for too long now, and therapy has been useless. When Ben finds out about the divorce, he wants to console Joe like the good, loving son he’s always been. He can’t express his emotions like most people can, and he speaks in a monotone. What he can do, however, is make Daddy happy in his own way. He knows just the thing too: making a butt cake. It may seem silly, but what it could lead to is anything but. Could it actually bring them closer than ever and redefine their relationship as father and son?

Ben’s Big Butt Cake is a 5,700-word short story.

“Dad?”

I didn’t want Ben to see me like this. It was bad enough that his deep voice soothed me in a way it shouldn’t. I sniffled and wiped the tears off my face. I tried to sound as calm as possible. “Yeah?”

“I turned into a pony. Want to see?”

I turned around, and my eyes widened at his big, jockstrapped ass waving at me with a horse tail in the form of a butt plug. What had made him think to do that? And a butt plug too? But my cock didn’t care because it started growing at the sight of his beautiful body. He was a smooth jock who was heavily focused on his attractive looks and spent more time exercising his muscular body than his “flabby” brain. Though, I probably shouldn’t talk since I could afford to get back into shape with my flat-assed dad bod. Even Jack was muscly and defined with a perky ass, a golden wolf to be specific.

Not only did Ben seem emotionless, but he was oblivious as to how inappropriate this was. “It’s blond like my hair, so it matches. And I can make it move too.” He pressed against the skin right below his ass cheeks to make them jiggle, unintentionally luring me with so much temptation that I had to fight. God, I was so horny for him.

This was why I didn’t want to let Ben leave. He was so innocent and naïve. He was the true definition of a himbo, and I worried about him being taken advantage of by wolves in disguise. I wasn’t sure what his sexuality was, but I knew men would be as hungry for him as I was. Still, it was his chance to break out of his shell after being homeschooled his whole life, albeit with major academic struggles that Bettie and I had needed to help him with after failing twice, hence his “delayed” graduation. It was important for him to get out there into the world and do other things. He was a man now, a well-developed one at that, and he needed to grow both mentally and emotionally. I’d recently told Jack to help me out by getting it through Ben’s head, so I had hope.

But I’d always lust after my own son. I loved him more than my life, but he was a man, and so was I. I couldn’t help my feelings. Maybe it was for the best, though. Because now that Bettie was gone, and if Ben ever felt the same way, our father-and-son bond would change forever. There’d be no turning back.

Father Me With Love (Father Me With #4)

Posted on March 5, 2021March 5, 2021 by indieerotica

It all started with a forbidden moment of temptation that led Evan and his dad, Adam, to test the waters. It brought Evan to desire him like never before. Then, his hunger for him intensified the more he connected with him, evolving into something deeper than he imagined possible.

Evan's mom was right about one thing when she pushed him and Adam to spend more time together as father and son. She predicted they'd grow closer than ever, and that's exactly what happened. Their hormones got the best of them, and so did Evan's heart.

Now, the big moment between father and son has finally come: Evan's promise to give Adam his virginity. Adam is more than ready, but Evan needs an extra moment to mentally prepare for his first time, especially with Adam being so big down there.

As their private bonding continues to go as far as it can go, so does Evan's love for Adam. He learns just how it feels to have his own dad right behind him, to have his back…literally. But how has Adam been feeling about everything the whole time? Sure, he's felt the same temptation, desire, and hunger that Evan has, but what about love? Or is the physical aspect of their bond the only thing that matters?

Father Me With Love is a 5,000 word short story.

Dad stood there with his naked body glistening in wetness, that pink monster between his legs starting to grow. He furrowed his eyebrows. “How long have you been standing there?” But he didn’t sound bothered.

I froze and blushed. I couldn’t speak anymore because of being caught with no explanation. I did stare at him, though, mostly his hard body and harder cock.

“You wanted to join me, didn’t you?” Dad smirked.

The temptation to join him, the desire to be with him, and the hunger for him were too much. I needed this beautiful man whose deliciously-looking cock had spit me out to life. Since his name was Adam, it was fitting that a son who’d come out of him was named Evan. It was just like Eve having come out of Adam to become his wife, according to the Bible, except in our case, it had led to a hot, incestuous bond.

I slapped on a tight smile. “I guess I could use a shower myself.” I’d said it in a small voice.

Dad stepped closer and pulled me into his arms while the shower was still running. His strikingly-blue eyes bore into my equally-blue ones. “I saw you touching yourself when I opened the bathroom door, so you obviously want to play around.”

I blushed some more but didn’t look away. “You make me horny, Dad. Can’t help it.”

“Good. Join me in the shower, then.” It was a command that I’d needed to hear.

Father Me With Hunger (Father Me With #3)

Posted on February 26, 2021 by indieerotica

After a phone call that changed everything between father and son, Evan's parents are back together again. This puts a stop to Evan's forbidden moments with his dad, Adam, and they're left with no choice but to continue as father and son without the sexual attachments. But that's the thing. It was never just sexual on Evan's part. From temptation, to desire, to hunger, his feelings for Adam grow in ways he can't explain.

Evan's mom pushes him and Adam to spend more time together, not realizing they already did so in their own way behind closed doors. She knows they drifted apart over the years, and she wants them to be close again. Little does she what she's asking for.

As Evan and Adam grow close again, they soon realize they can't continue a normal father-and-son relationship anymore. The hunger that strikes between them is so strong that it's futile to try to end what they started. But just how far will things between them progress this time around?

Father Me With Hunger is a 5,000 word short story.

Dad breathed in and out and forced a tight expression on his lips, breaking the gaze but still returning to my eyes every so often. “So, Evan, what do you want to do tonight?”

I shrugged. “Anything you want to do. I’ll let you decide.”

After a little pause, he looked back at me. “How about we go for a drive and talk?”

My cock rose at what weren’t even sexual words. Dad’s deep voice, his proximity to me, and the fact that we were alone together had that kind of combined power. God, I was hungry for him. First, I’d fallen into temptation and had gone as far as to be naked with him. Then, the desire for him had taken over and led me to be naked with him again. But we still hadn’t done much: no kissing, no sucking, definitely no fucking, and barely any touching.

I needed more.

“Maybe go to the beach and walk along the shore,” he added. “What do you think?”

Knuttburst Beach was gorgeous with white sand that was soft to the touch and the beautifully-blue ocean that was clear enough to see through it. It was especially calming at night with lampposts to light the way for a nice walk. Since Cestin Island had scorching summers, what with it being off the Atlantic coast of Florida, a trip to the beach was always perfect. I just didn’t go there a lot because I often didn’t have anyone to go with, not even Steve.

I attempted a smile. “Okay.”

“You need to shower first?”

“I don’t think so, you?”

“You sure?” Dad looked away for a moment and then back at me with a nervous expression. “Just…you know, in case something happens. Up to you, though.”

I got rock hard at what sounded like an implied plan, but I didn’t want to get ahead of myself. “I think you’re right. Better to be safe.”

Father Me With Desire (Father Me With #2)

Posted on February 19, 2021 by indieerotica

Evan and his dad, Adam, have had quite the father-and-son experience. From being close during Evan's childhood, to drifting apart during his teen years, to growing closer in a new and unexpected way after turning eighteen, just after his parents are separated.

But this new closeness has its challenges. No one could ever know about it, and they can't ignore the guilt and shame that come with their new bond. First, there was the temptation that brought them as close as they are now. Now, the desire lures into another private time together.

As round two of their private bonding begins, things between them continue to progress with an intense desire that's impossible to avoid. Evan is even willing to submit in a way he's never done before. But how long will this new bond last? Will Evan's parents stay separated forever?

Father Me With Desire is a 5,000 word short story.

I dried my blondish hair to keep the waterdrops away from my face, and I headed out of the bathroom. I stopped with widened eyes and a jumpy heart at Mom and Dad’s door at the far left where the darkening hallway ended. It was cracked open like yesterday. That could only mean one thing: Dad was in there.

Naked and horny.

I knew it was best to just go back to my room and do my own thing for the rest of the day, but I wanted to get closer to Dad. I was torn now. It was still wrong, very wrong, but the desire seduced me in ways I found impossible to fight. I’d already let the temptation win me over yesterday, and the desire I felt today could easily win as well. Had I been in a monogamous relationship, it would’ve been a different story. But I was single and available.

And horny.

Defeated by the desire, I sneaked straight ahead to the end of the hallway and stopped at the crack of the door. I peeked through it and almost jumped when Dad stared right back at me as if knowing I’d show up. Yep, he was naked on the bed. This time, I stepped back and didn’t look any further. Why was I nervous after we’d jacked off together yesterday for the first time?

“It’s not gay to come in, you know,” Dad said in a soft tone, not upset at all. His deep voice made me hard and molten every time. From the sound of it, he’d been drinking again too. He and Mom were still not talking after their big fight recently, among many others, so I imagined he’d drink the drama away every chance he got. “Your mother’s still not coming home tonight. I texted her to make sure.”

After a pause, I slowly opened the door and entered, the sunlit room a little cooler with the window open and the fan on low. I stood within a respectable distance from Dad. He stroked that monster of his, making squishy sounds from the lube. My leaking boner grew hard enough to unwrap my towel by force, falling on the floor. I looked down but didn’t bother picking it up.

“You don’t need it.” Dad’s sexy voice didn’t help with taming my desire for him, and his strikingly-blue eyes, as blue as mine, continued captivating me into full submission. His scruffy, gracefully-aged face always made me swoon. “Come in and close the door. Lock it too.”

Father Me With Temptation (Father Me With #1)

Posted on February 12, 2021February 19, 2021 by indieerotica

Evan hasn't been that close with his dad, Adam, since he was a kid. Somehow, they drifted apart and did their own thing. Now, Evan is eighteen, and his parents are separated, leaving him and his dad all alone in the house.

Adam leaves his bedroom door cracked open while Evan is in the shower, something he never does. When Evan gets out of the shower with just his towel on, the cracked-open door entices him, and he falls into temptation by taking a peek.

What he sees inside the room shocks him so much that his towel drops. That's when everything between father and son changes forever, and they discover a whole new way to bond.

But just how far will temptation lead them?

Father Me With Temptation is a 4,000 word short story.

I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped into the hallway. As I turned right and headed back to my room, I noticed Mom and Dad’s room door was cracked open at the far left where the darkening hallway ended. I could’ve sworn it’d been shut all the way. Had Dad come back from wherever he’d gone after yet another big fight with Mom? Since she was out of town staying with family, he and I were alone.

The idea that he was alone in his room was enough to make my toweled cock twitch a few times while it slowly rose to the illicit occasion. It was wrong to feel like this, but my body didn’t care about what was forbidden. It just felt, period. Besides, incest between adults was legal in this island fittingly shaped like a flaccid penis, and I was eighteen now. It was just highly frowned upon. Like I’d ever get lucky to do anything with my own father, anyway.

I decided to be bold and sneak toward the door, my heart vibrating through my chest. The closer I got, the more I trembled because of the risk. It was amazing how I didn’t know what was going on or if Dad was even in the room, but staring at that cracked-open space was powerful enough to send horny signals from naughty brain to leaking cock. I swallowed and tried my hardest to control my breathing that was too stubborn to decrease.

Just a few inches closer, and I stopped almost against the wall of the hallway’s end, peering into the crack. My eyes grew wide, and my mouth was slightly open. Dad must’ve returned while I’d been in the shower because he was right in there, but he was also naked on the bed, his left side facing me. His mostly-smooth and muscular body with just sprinkles of brown hair was too hot not to notice, and he tanned nicely under the sun, unlike my paler skin. His fingers were wrapped around his pink cock while making the squishy sound of lube with each stroke, looking lost in his own world.

That size, though! It wasn’t a whole lot slimmer than a beer can. How long was it? Nine inches? It couldn’t be any longer than that, which was long enough. Mom could take that monster meat? Even his lightly-hairy balls were big.

And very, very suckable.

Son Makes Three: An Intergenerational Gay Incest Story (Son Makes Three #1)

Posted on January 17, 2021April 29, 2021 by indieerotica

Otto and Wolf are son and father, respectively, and they've had a romantic and sexual relationship for a long time, even considering themselves married. Incest is legal where they live, but it's still heavily frowned upon, so they have to love in their own way behind closed doors.

Otto also has a son of his own, Delfin, and his little boy is all grown up at eighteen. Unlike most teens, Delfin is different in his own way, so much so that it led his own mother to no longer want anything to do with him. That's okay, though. He has both his dad and grandpa to give him all the unconditional love he could ever be spoiled with.

While Otto and Wolf love Delfin with all their hearts, it's still not enough. Delfin feels left out whenever he sees his dad and grandpa showing the kind of affection he never gets to have. Since Otto and Wolf's strong family bond has romantic and sexual facets, Delfin wants a part of it too. Could he finally get his wish? Could Otto and Wolf possibly bring the three of them closer and happier in a new way?

Son Makes Three is a 4,900 word short story.

Now, I realized Delfin had every right to learn about intimacy. Weird or not, I wanted to make things right by teaching him anything and everything, even if it meant letting him out into the world on his own one day, which Dad and I weren’t prepared for just yet.

Delfin moved away and pulled his T-shirt off his torso, tossing it onto the floor. Then, he pulled down his PJ bottoms and underwear and kicked them off his feet. “I’m naked…like you guys!”

Dad and I chuckled, and we gazed at my son with so much fondness. He was our pride and joy, and we were fiercely protective of him to the point of hurting anyone who’d hurt him. We caressed his naturally smooth and skinny body, mostly his chest. At eighteen, he was officially a twink, but he was also well-endowed from all the times I’d seen him. When I saw Dad rubbing Delfin’s right nipple with his thumb, I rubbed his left one. The goosebumps forming on his warm skin told me how much he wanted this. As long as he desired us like Dad and I started to, we’d make sure he felt good everywhere.

“Is this okay, baby boy?” I asked. “Can we do this to you?”

Delfin stifled a giggle and inhaled, as if trying to withstand what was probably ticklish to him. “Yeah. Feels good.”

“Yeah?” I said in a horny tone. I loved Dad with all my heart and desired him like no other man, but I’d recently started feeling a similar way for my own son. Dad seemed to have felt that way too, which made me relieved. Delfin was a man now, and given that his uncut cock was bigger than mine and Dad’s, he was definitely grown. I imagined his big balls were full of so much milk that needed to be released.

“Anytime you want to stop, you let us know, okay?” I said. God, I was so turned on by this. I wanted my own son in ways I’d never thought would happen.