I turned around and looked at the clock. The numbers jumped to 1:03. I felt hot and restless. My wife seemed to be sleeping soundly, but I wasn't. I got up and, thinking I was the only one awake, went naked into the hallway. As I went downstairs, I noticed some light coming from my study.
I thought maybe I'd simply forgotten to turn off the light. I went to the door, heard the rustling of paper, and stopped. Slowly, I walked to the half-open door and looked inside. I was relieved to see my eleven-year-old son, Zack, tidying up my desk and rearranging papers for me. It was kind of him, but why was he doing it at one o'clock in the morning?
I watched as he sat down in my chair and started typing something into a search engine. He clicked around on the screen for a while until he got to a page I couldn't read from where I was sitting. He clicked again, and a picture of a naked woman appeared on the screen.
I knew that 11-year-old boys his age were curious about sex. I remembered being his age and felt very curious. I watched as he clicked through a few more photos, pausing at each one before moving on to the next. I could see the screen and enjoyed what he was seeing. My penis began to stir as I watched. What he did next surprised me. He stood up and took off his pajamas.
He stood there in his underwear, staring at the screen. I watched as his hand moved to his crotch and pushed his erect penis through his briefs. He clicked on a few more photos and then went back a few. I watched as he pulled his underwear down. His eleven-year-old penis was sticking out of his body at a 45-degree angle when I sat back down.
I couldn't see much while he was sitting in the chair, but the way his hand moved made me sure he was playing with his penis. My penis was just as hard as his. I didn't know why I was hard. I didn't think I had any feelings for my son. Maybe it was simply because I saw him enjoying himself. I stood there, not knowing what to do. As his father, I should have been angry with him, but I also remembered how, at his age, I wanted to know about sex but had no way of finding out. My friends and I occasionally found a Playboy magazine, but that was about it.
When I was his age, the internet was still unknown. I could understand that he wanted to see naked women—what man doesn't? My wife and I used the internet and often looked at pictures of naked people, but usually only after Zack had gone to bed. We also visited swinger websites to find others in our area who were willing to meet us, or simply looked at pictures of others engaging in sex and swinging. You could say my wife and I have an open marriage. It took me two years to convince my wife, Michelle, to marry me. She had always been with other men, but I was the one who got her. She was, and still is, stunningly beautiful. Our honeymoon was all about non-stop sex. We went to the Canary Islands and even visited a nudist beach. She was 21 at the time, and I was 24.
Two years later, we had Zack. When he was about three, Michelle said she didn't feel pretty anymore and wanted more. I asked her what she wanted. She told me she needed more, but wouldn't tell me. Days turned into weeks and months until she said we needed to talk. We got a babysitter and went out. She asked if I still thought she was pretty. I told her she'd gotten prettier every day since I'd met her, and that she looked better now than she did then.
She smiled at me and asked if I thought others found her pretty too. I told her I was sure they did. Then she said she wanted to find out if others found her sexy. She had to prove it to herself. I asked what she meant. She put her hand on my arm and, blushing, told me she wanted to do something with another man. That hit me like a ton of bricks. I froze when I thought about our sex life, and although it had become quite infrequent, I still enjoyed it. I asked if she wanted a divorce.
She laughed and said she didn't want a divorce. She loved me too much to do that. She just wanted to see if another man found her sexy. I asked her what she meant. That's when she started talking about swinging. She told me I was her soulmate and that's why she married me, but she also missed "doing things" with other men.
I asked her if she just wanted to pick up some guy at a bar or something. She laughed and said, "NO." That wasn't what she meant. I was confused and pulled over so we could talk. I asked her to explain. After all, I'm a man, and even though we're supposed to know what our wives are thinking, we can't. She said we could meet up with another couple and have sex. I thought about it and asked her if she really wanted to try it. She said yes.
In the weeks following that conversation, we looked for swingers in the area. We contacted a few couples but found it wasn't easy to find a date to play with. Finally, we arranged to meet a couple to see what would happen. Michelle was 28 at the time, and I was 31. The couple we met was in their fifties. It was awkward for Michelle and me at first. I asked her if she was sure she wanted to go through with it. She nodded and began to undress. She was naked in front of me.
I was already hard when I undressed. We went outside naked together and met the other couple, who were also naked. They knew it was our first time and took it slow. I felt a slight pang of jealousy as I watched the guy penetrate Michelle. Michelle watched me fuck the other man's wife and smiled at me. The night lasted as long as we dared, so we could get the babysitter home at a reasonable hour. After that first time, things got easier.
We weren't having sex as often anymore, but when we did, we had fun. We also noticed that our sex life had improved. Zack moaned, and I snapped back to reality. At eleven, I wasn't sure if he could come, but whatever he was doing, he seemed to enjoy it. He got up, his little cock still hard, put his pajamas back on, and started shutting down the computer. That was my cue to go back to bed. I quickly went back upstairs, my cock still hard. I tried to wake Michelle, but she was fast asleep, so I jerked off and fell asleep myself.
For the next few nights, I lay awake listening for Zack to go back to the computer. A couple of times I fell asleep around midnight, and another time I knew he was sleeping too soundly to wake up. About two weeks later, I heard Zack open the door. I waited a few minutes and then went into the study.
Once again, I watched Zack find nude photos. He undressed again and clicked through the pictures while pleasuring himself. Once again, I got hard watching him enjoy himself. As before, he finished, and I went to bed.
I wasn't sure what made me so hard as I watched him. I guess it was just watching him play, and the pictures he found were nice to look at, too. He hadn't looked at anything hardcore, mostly nude photos. When I went back to bed that night, Michelle was awake. She was pleased that I was hard and that the sex was good. Michelle asked me what I'd been doing. I told her I'd caught Zack looking at nude pictures online. I didn't tell her that he was undressing and that I was watching him. She didn't seem upset, but maybe she was too tired to understand. The next day, when I got home from work, I turned on the computer.
It seemed Zack had picked up some viruses while surfing the internet. I tried to fix the problem, but the computer froze. We were without my desktop for the next few weeks while it was repaired. Michelle asked what had caused it, and I told her again that Zack had been watching porn online. She laughed and said, "Well, show him how it's really done!" I asked what she meant by that. She said I should surf the internet with him. She laughed, and I was a little taken aback. She told me that a friend's son and her husband watched porn together. I asked if her friend minded. Michelle said that with a parent present, at least there would be some control. I had to agree with her. I asked Michelle if she would do it instead of me. She said it would be better if it were a "father-son thing."
A few nights later, I asked Zack to come to my study and talk with me. Michelle went to bed, and I asked Zack if he had been watching porn online. He blushed, looked down, and nodded.
"Yes." I asked him if he was curious about women. He nodded again. I told him I understood. I asked how often he did it. He said he didn't do it very often and wanted to know if he was in trouble.
I told him it was okay, he wasn't in trouble. We chatted about a few things, and I told him if he wanted to see naked women, he should do it with me. He looked at me questioningly. "Really?" he asked. Then he asked the funniest question of all: "Dad, do you like to look at…" I finished the sentence with "naked women?" He nodded, and I said, of course I do. That eased the tension in the room a bit.
I told him we needed to establish some rules. When he started sixth grade, he had to get good grades and help more around the house. On school days, he also had to be in bed by 9:30 p.m., but on weekends we could watch TV together if he wanted. He agreed. Once that was settled, he pulled up a chair, and I opened some of the sites he'd been browsing. It was pretty boring, but he seemed to enjoy it. It was all just naked women, more artistic than sexual, but he seemed to be getting into it. After about half an hour of watching, he said he had to go to bed. The bulge in his pajamas told me why.
When I got back to my room, Michelle was reading. She asked how it had gone. I told her, and she laughed. Then she asked how I liked it. I told her it was okay. We talked about things he'd never told me before, his friends, his opinions on things in the house and the neighborhood. Michelle laughed and was glad we were getting along better. The rest of the summer became routine. Some Fridays, he stayed over at friends' houses, which gave Michelle and me a chance to have fun. Some weeks, he invited friends over. There was no computer time on those evenings. After school started, Zack was busy with friends most of the time, and our computer time got shorter and shorter. One evening before Halloween, Zack asked if we could spend some time on the computer. Michelle thought that was cute and went to our room to read or watch TV. I went on a website, and Zack started talking. He said that a girl in his class liked him. He was really excited. I told him to get his class photo and show me who she was. He ran off and got his class photo. He pointed to a small, blonde girl who was very pretty.
He told me her name was Julie. I told him she was very pretty. Then he blushed and told me she had kissed him. I stifled a laugh and asked him what he thought about it. Zack said it scared him, but he liked it. He said it just happened in the playground, and afterward he ran away and didn't know what to do. I told him it was okay. I asked him if he wanted to kiss her back sometime. He blushed and nodded. I asked him if he wanted to invite her over to watch a DVD or something. Zack said he wanted to ask her to play trick-or-treating, but he was afraid his friends would tease him. I told him I understood and asked if he wanted to keep it a secret. He thought about it for a moment and then said yes, and that he shouldn't tell Mom. I laughed and told him Mom would be happy he had a new girlfriend. He smiled and then went to his room. Michelle put down her book when I came in and said, "That was quick." I told her that Zack had told me about his girlfriend and filled her in on everything. She laughed. She wanted to know who it was. I got the class photo and showed it to her. Michelle said she knew her mother from parent-teacher meetings. I told her it was top secret, and she laughed. She paused for a moment and then said, "Why don't we invite Julie to come with us to Zack's birthday party?" His 12th birthday was in a few days, and we always went out to eat. I saw Michelle thinking. She said she'd figure it out. The next day, when Zack came home from school, Michelle asked him where he wanted to go for his birthday dinner. He thought about it and told her. She asked if it would be okay if she invited one of his friends to come along. He was happy about it until Michelle said he could maybe take a girl instead of one of his regular customers. When I got home, Zack came to me and told me that Mom wanted him to take a girl out to dinner. I told him this was his chance. None of his friends would find out, and Mom would even ask Julie's parents to come along so he wouldn't have to. Zack liked the idea.
Michelle had sorted everything out with Julie's parents. Zack was nervous and excited all day. We picked her up, and Zack and I went to the door. Julie looked cute in the photo, but in reality, she was stunning, at least for an eleven-year-old. She was wearing a dress, and Zack was dressed up, too. We went to the country club for dinner. Zack seemed very nervous, and Julie a little, too. Michelle and I kept talking so the kids wouldn't feel uncomfortable. There were moments when Julie would stare at me and then look away when I looked at her. By the time the birthday cake was served, the kids were relaxed. Zack was completely himself, and Julie seemed completely herself. On the drive home, I saw the kids holding hands. That made me smile. At Julie's house, I wanted to get out, but Zack told me he could walk her to the door himself. Michelle and I watched them walk hand in hand up the driveway. Michelle told me that she thought Zack and Julie were a cute couple.
Over the next few weeks, Zack and Julie met often. They would ride their bikes or simply chat on the street. As far as I knew, Zack kept it a secret from his friends. One evening, Michelle told me she'd watched them kissing. I asked her if she'd been spying, and she laughed. She said it had moved her. I asked how. She said she'd gotten turned on watching. That night, the sex was amazing.
Throughout the year, Zack and Julie spent most weekends together, hanging out with us or Julie's family when he wasn't staying over at one of his other girlfriends' houses. One evening, Zack was quiet but agitated. I asked him what was wrong. We went to the computer. We were looking at some nude photos when Zack asked if there were any naked people his age online. I'd seen a few teenagers, but I was sure there weren't any naked teenagers his age online. I asked why. He blushed and said Julie had shown him something that day. I asked, "What?" His voice softened, and he told me that Julie had worn a skirt to school that day but no panties. This caught my attention. I asked him what she had done. Zack told me that at the end of school, she had told him to meet behind the backstop. He did. When he got there, she looked around to make sure no one was nearby and hiked up her skirt. Zack said she didn't have pubic hair like the girls we'd looked at online. I asked if he liked that.
He said it was great. I asked if he'd touched it. He said no, she'd only held it up for a few seconds and then had to run for the bus. He wanted to know if I could find someone Julie's age naked. I clicked around but found nothing. Then I remembered that some nudist websites had some nudist families, so I clicked on one of those. There they were. Children as young as three, naked with their families. Zack was glued to the screen, holding his erection through his pants. I felt mine getting hard too. I asked him if everything was okay. He blushed. I asked if he had an erection. He blushed. I told him it was okay to have an erection. I asked him if it felt good. He indicated that it didn't.
I told him if it felt better, he could take it out and rub it. He looked at me, puzzled. I told him it was okay if he wanted to. He said he didn't want me to see it. I told him I had something to say. I told him I'd seen him playing naked with himself a couple of nights that summer, when he thought everyone else was asleep. He turned bright red. He asked if Mom had seen him too. I told her,
that she hadn't done it. I asked him if that was too strange for him to talk about.
He nodded. I told him it was okay if he wanted to pull it out; I wouldn't look. He told me to go see what Mom was doing. I went upstairs and looked for Michelle. The TV was on, but she was asleep. I went back downstairs and told him she was asleep. He said, "DAD!" I hadn't noticed, but he had his penis in his hand. "You said you wouldn't look."
I looked away. He stepped back a little so he could see the screen, but I couldn't see him playing. What I could see of his penis looked good. His was circumcised.
And it was maybe 9.5 to 9.5 cm, as far as I could see. I told him he didn't need to be ashamed. I said, look at this family, they're all naked and they don't seem to care. Zack was silent and then said, "Then why don't you take your clothes off?" He was right. I could understand how he felt. I was hard, but I didn't want to pull out either. I was about to say something when I heard Zack grunt. I turned around. Zack had his eyes closed and was holding his penis still while he jerked his hips as he came dry. I couldn't help but look. I'd seen other men come and even had them myself while Michelle and I were rocking. But I'd never seen someone so young come dry. When Zack was finished, he covered his penis and ran upstairs to his room. I stayed, took out my penis and masturbated while looking at a picture of a nudist family in which a young blonde girl stood next to her naked parents.
Over the next few days, Zack seemed a little uncomfortable around me. He was quiet, both when Michelle was around and when I was. Michelle asked him what was wrong, and he didn't answer. Later that night, Michelle asked me what was wrong. I told her I didn't know, but maybe I'd seen him coming when we were at the computer. She asked me all the details. I could see that as I talked, she was getting more and more aroused. Michelle started kissing me when Zack came into the room. It looked like he'd been crying. Michelle asked what was wrong. He came over and sat on our bed with his head down. There was silence while Michelle and I looked at each other and made faces, trying to decide who would talk to him. I lost the battle of wills and asked Zack what was wrong. He mumbled something. I didn't understand, but Michelle did. She said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, honey."
I had no idea what was going on. Zack leaned over, and Michelle hugged him. I looked at Michelle and asked, "What's wrong?" Michelle told me that Julie was moving away. I felt sorry for Zack. Michelle stroked his hair and told him that everything would be alright. She asked him where she was moving to. He said, "Far away." Michelle told him that they could talk on the phone every day if they wanted. They could also text each other. Michelle told Zack that everything would be okay, he would see. He sniffed and asked if everything would really be alright. Michelle assured him that it would be. Then he hugged Michelle and went to bed. From his room, he called back, "Thanks, Mom!"
For the next few days, Zack was feeling miserable at home. Julie's mother called Michelle and told her that Julie was feeling down too. For the next few weeks, Zack and Julie spent as much time together as possible. They studied, watched TV, and even cleaned the house. Much too soon, Julie moved out. Zack was sad, but told me he was okay with everything. That evening, Zack and I sat down at the computer. It had been a long time. I decided to show Zack something more explicit than anything he'd ever seen before. There were naked women, but this time with their legs spread and their vaginas exposed, and I even showed him a few couples having sex. Zack was mesmerized by the screen and rubbed his crotch with his hand. I told him he could take his penis out if he wanted. He blushed, but he unzipped his pants and took it out. I asked Zack if he wanted to put on something more comfortable. He nodded and ran to his room. I went and changed as well. Michelle was watching TV and asked if everything was alright. I told her it happened while I was undressing and putting on a bathrobe. Michelle looked up as I undressed and smiled. She told me it looked like something funny was happening and laughed.
When I got back to the study, Zack was already there. He was wearing his pajama bottoms and nothing else. He was staring at the screen, holding his penis. I sat down and went to Xhamster. I was looking for swingers. I got a clip of a group having sex. Zack had his fly open and was stroking his penis. He didn't seem to care that I was there. My penis was hard too. I opened my robe and took it off. I sat naked on my chair and started stroking my penis. Zack looked at me but didn't say anything. Then he stood up and took off his pajama bottoms. It was the first time I'd ever seen him naked so close. His penis looked really good; his balls and penis were hairless.
He let go of his penis and just let it throb while pointing upwards. His balls were a nice size for a 12-year-old; in fact, they looked a little big on him. One thing about 12-year-olds: they come quickly. He grunted as he came dry. He let go of his penis, but it was just as hard as before. While we were watching the video, a guy was fucking a woman when another woman appeared and started licking her nipples. Another guy came into view and started playing with the other nipple, and the guy who was fucking her reached out and rubbed the other guy's penis a few times. Zack worked his penis again. This time he lasted longer before some clear fluid dripped from his penis. He looked at me in surprise. "Dad. I think I, um..." He looked down at the clear fluid. "You came, Zach. That's your sperm. It's early and there's no sperm yet, but it'll come soon." He leaned back with a smile on his face. Then he stood up, his penis still hard, pulled his pajama bottoms back on, and left.
Michelle was naked and rubbing her pussy when I came into bed. She smiled at me. I asked her, "What?" "Our boy's growing up, isn't he?" and laughed. I asked if she was peeping. She laughed again. I asked her what she thought. She said, "Just come on top of her and fuck me!" I didn't need to be told twice. For the next few days, Zack ran to the phone every time it rang. Finally, after two days of pure torture, Julie called. They talked and talked.
They were still talking when Michelle and I went to bed. For the next few days, Zack came home, did his homework, and waited by the phone. One evening, he came to me and asked Michelle and me if we could get a webcam. I asked why, and he said Julie had one and was on MSN. Michelle said she thought it was fine to get one. The next day, we bought a webcam and plugged it in. We set up an MSN account for Zack and waited to see what would happen. The phone rang, Zack got a notebook, and started writing. For the next few minutes, Zack talked to Julie. Michelle and I waved to her. They talked, but when they didn't want to tell us something, they typed, which took a while.
Michelle thought it was cute, and I wondered if I'd ever be able to use my computer again. On school days, Zack and Julie would chat until about 8:30 p.m. our time, which was 9:30 p.m. Julie's time. On weekends, they talked until 10:30 p.m. our time. Then Zack and Julie had nothing more to say. This continued until the webcam lost its appeal. The conversations became shorter over time. Sometimes Zack's MSN account would ring, and he wouldn't answer. I told him that was rude. She was in a new place and probably hadn't made any new friends yet. Zack thought about it and promised to answer the call as soon as he got home.
Friday evening arrived, and Zack and Julie were chatting. Around 9:00 PM our time, they said goodnight. Zack came out and asked if we could surf the internet together. Michelle smiled, said she needed to read, and went upstairs. Zack ran down to his room and came back in his pajama bottoms. I went into the study and took off all my clothes. When Zack arrived in the study, he dropped his pants. His penis was already erect. My son had grown, and his penis looked good. He no longer seemed shy about being naked with me. Even before I got to the computer, my penis started to grow as I saw my naked son, erect and not at all shy. His good looks, the dark hair on his head, his toned, lean body, and his hard penis, still bald and almost 10 centimeters long, made me stare.
He pulled up a chair and we started surfing. We visited a few sites, some with videos and others with people having sex. Zach played with his penis and then let go so he wouldn't come. I did the same. I got myself a drink and let Zach do the talking. I sat in his chair while he clicked on different parts of the page. His MSN window opened, and without thinking, he clicked on it. The webcam turned on, then Julie's window opened. Julie waved, then looked over and saw Zach and me on the camera. She could only see our breasts and faces. Zach had a
A surprised expression on his face. Julie asked us what we were doing. Zack blushed and searched for words. I said, "Hi Julie, how are you?" That released Zack's tension. She said she was bored and couldn't sleep. She also said her parents were away and her grandma was there to look after her. Then she asked us what we were doing. Zack said we were just looking around. I looked down at his penis, which was throbbing intensely as he talked. My penis, on the other hand, was getting harder and harder as I looked at Julie. Julie asked us again what we were doing. Zack said, laughing, that we were naked. Julie's eyes widened, then she giggled. She said Zack was a liar and laughed again. Zack became more serious and said we really were. Julie told him to stop lying. He asked her if she wanted to bet. She leaned back in her chair and said in a sassy, teasing tone, "Of course you are." Then she said, "Okay, what's the stake?" Zack said, "If it's us, then it has to be her." She rolled her eyes in disbelief. She sat back up and said, "Okay, you're in." Zack's penis seemed to have gotten harder. He asked her how they could prove it. She said, "Just stand up or something."
I saw that Zack couldn't stand the bet anymore. He looked at me and asked if we could. I was in. I'd never seen an eleven-year-old girl naked before, and the sensations building in my cock were pleasurable.
Zack said, "Okay, you asked for it," and stood up. I stood up too. In the MSN window, I saw Julie's eyes wide. In our window, I saw Zack's 12-year-old erection and my 38-year-old one next to it. We just stood there, letting her stare at the screen. After about a minute, we sat down. Julie's face was red, her mouth hanging open. She just looked at us, I smiled, and Zack seemed embarrassed. She asked us why we were naked. Zack didn't say anything, so I had to come up with something. I told her we were nudists. She said, "Oh." Then I asked what we did as nudists. I told her we just sometimes did things naked, like swimming or sunbathing. She seemed to have swallowed that lie. Then I asked when we started, Zack said after she'd moved. She nodded. Then she asked if we liked it. I said yes. Zack just nodded. Zack said, "Now it's your turn." She looked at us and said, "What?" "The bet." "YOU LOST!" Zack said. Julie looked and said, "But... but... but." She took off her headset and typed, "Be right back." She stood up and disappeared from the screen. We waited. My excitement turned to disappointment. I could see that Zack looked annoyed too.
After five minutes, Julie reappeared on the screen. She said she needed to check if her grandma was asleep. Zack asked if she was. Julie said she looked dead and laughed, but then said she was breathing. Zack asked if she was. She got a confused look on her face and then asked us to stand up again. My dick was half-hard by then, but Zack stood up and waved. He stood up and showed her everything. I stood up too. My dick was much higher on the screen than Zack's. My dick and balls were fully in the frame, but the underside of Zack's balls was below the camera's frame. She told us not to move, took off her headset, and then disappeared from the screen.
My cock grew harder in anticipation of what I hoped to see. Zack tried to find a better angle, as if he could see around the edge of the screen. A few minutes later, Julie appeared.
She was back on the screen. She was still wearing her bathrobe. She pulled the chair away from her desk. Nervously, she looked around and opened her bathrobe. It wouldn't open. Zack began stroking his penis while she watched. Her face was red, and she took a deep breath. She looked into the webcam and then let her bathrobe fall to the floor. There, completely naked, stood the first naked 11-year-old girl I had ever seen. She was beautiful. Her blond hair fell to her shoulders, and she had small nipples that stood out from her almost flat chest. Her stomach looked long as my gaze fell on her hairless vulva. She stood there for less than 30 seconds before she picked up her bathrobe, put it back on, pulled the chair back, and sat down.
My cock hadn't been that hard in a long time. Zack sat down, but I stayed standing and let her see my erection. It turned me on way too much. She giggled as she looked at us. Zack couldn't speak. I told her she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. She blushed slightly but asked if it was really true. I told her it was. I told her I was already so hard just from seeing her.
Zack typed, because his mouth was too dry to speak: "You're so hot."
That made Julie smile. She said we looked hot too. I asked her if she felt naughty. She just smiled. Zack typed: "Can we see each other again? ... closer?"
Julie smiled and asked what we wanted to see. I cleared my throat and said, "Anything you want." Zack typed, "Anything." Julie giggled. She replied, "Okay."
She adjusted her chair and opened her robe. She turned the camera so we could see her nipples. They were so beautiful. Her skin looked so soft. Her nipples were slightly darker than her skin. Her voice came over the speakers: "I want to see you, Zack." Zack stood up and adjusted the camera. The window filled with his hard cock and balls as he spread his legs over the chair's armrests. "Where's your dad?" she asked. "I moved closer so my cock was in the frame too." I told Julie she was a goddess. She giggled and then readjusted her webcam. This time, her bare pussy was on full display. She leaned back in her chair and spread her legs, draping one over the armrest. She pulled her labia back slightly, and her clit popped out. Her middle finger moved it slowly in a circular motion. Zack stroked his penis while watching his naked 11-year-old girlfriend masturbate.
Precum was dripping from my cock, and Zack was motionless except for his moving hand. I was watching Julie when I heard Zack grunt. I watched as clear fluid shot from his cock and then he groaned. "I love you, Zack," Julie said as she watched him come. He let go of his cock and watched Julie. She leaned back further and began rubbing her clit faster. We could hear her breathing quicken, and then she exhaled as her body shuddered. Her bare pussy glistened in the light from the computer screen. Her breast was red as she pulled on a nipple and twisted it. Zack said, "I love you too, Jules." I had just watched a 12-year-old boy and an 11-year-old girl masturbate and was about to explode. Zack started playing with his cock again. Julie said it was so filthy to be there. She also said she had enjoyed it so much since moving.
I asked if she was still uncomfortable. She said she was very uncomfortable. I asked if she was turned on. She just giggled but nodded in agreement. She was still rubbing her clitoris when she asked if we would do anything for her. Without thinking, I said, "Anything you want." Zack chimed in and said he would too. As long as this eleven-year-old was naked on screen, she could have asked us to raise the Titanic, and we would have done it.
There was a pause, then she asked Zack to touch my penis. Zack's face froze. He didn't know what to say. I looked at him and said it was okay. Just because you touch a penis doesn't mean you're gay. He asked if I'd ever touched one before. I wasn't lying; I told him I'd done it a few times. He looked at me questioningly, then reached up and took my penis in his hand. Julie told me to move so she could get a better look. I moved in front of the camera while Zack felt my penis.
Julie asked Zack to touch me all the way. His hand moved around my glans and down the shaft. Julie told him to touch my balls too. Zack moved his hand to my scrotum and gently caressed it. His other hand began playing with the shaft. I was about to come when Julie told Zack, "Your dad should touch yours too." We switched places. I sat in the chair and Zack stood next to me. His cock was hard. It was as hard as a bone. His nearly 10-centimeter-long, hairless cock felt completely different from mine. I saw Julie bury her middle finger in her pussy as she watched. I decided to give her something she would never forget. Slowly, I moved closer to Zack's cock and felt his balls. They were soft and hairless, smooth and warm. His cock was pointing upward at a 45-degree angle. I moved closer and took his cock into my mouth. I heard Zack gasp and Julie moan. Zack moaned a little too as I sucked his cock so Julie could see. I could taste the saltiness of his semen as I sucked his cock in and out of my mouth. Sucking cock wasn't new to me, since many swingers are bi and like to experiment. I know that Michelle got incredibly turned on when I sucked a cock while swinging. I know that having a young cock in my mouth turned me on, and maybe even more so that it was my son.
I heard Julie gasp a few times as she came again. I paused and watched her come down from her orgasm. When she was finished, I sucked Zack, and for a few more moments, he came. His clear semen shot into my mouth. I pulled back and squeezed his cock so Julie could see his semen again. After he finished, I sucked his cock one more time. He groaned briefly with excitement, then I let go. His cock was still hard, wet, and glistening. I asked Julie if she wanted to see me come. She nodded. I started to slowly jerk off when I felt Zack's hand take over. He stroked it as if he'd stroked his own. I tugged on my balls a few times, and that was it. My semen began to spurt from my cock. I tried to catch it with my hands so it wouldn't spray all over the keyboard. Zack kept pumping until I finished. Semen ran through my fingers as I hurried to the trash can to throw it away.
Julie giggled.
"It was so hot," she said, giggling.
Julie said she was tired. I looked at the clock; it was almost 1:00 a.m. our time. Julie was just putting on her bathrobe when I asked her if she would do me a favor. She nodded. I asked her if she would turn on all the lights in her room and stand naked in front of the webcam for a moment before going to bed. She said she would. Zack stroked his cock again and watched the screen. My cock was half-hard, and I could feel the tingling in my balls as the light in her room came on. With all the lights on, she stood in front of the webcam, letting us see her from head to knees. She moved closer as the window revealed her hot body from mid-thigh to shoulders.
Zack was hammering his cock and came again as Julie leaned back slightly and parted her labia. Julie said she was tired. Zack said he was too. His cock was red and swollen. The last thing Julie said was, "I love you, Zack. You too, Mr. Collins." Zack said he loved her too, and I spoke up and said I was in love with her as well. She giggled and turned off her webcam. We turned off the computer too, and Zack grabbed his pajamas and I grabbed my clothes. As I stepped out of the study door, I thought I heard something, but since it was late, I wasn't entirely sure.
Zack was still naked and didn't want to put his pants back on when he turned off the light in the study. "Dad?" he asked, pausing. "Do you think I could..." His voice trailed off. I asked him what he wanted. He stammered and hesitated as we walked toward the stairs. "Do you think I could... uh... you... know... see?" Then he said something I couldn't understand.
"What's wrong, Zack?" I asked. It's okay. Ask me anything.
He cleared his throat. "Do you think... I could..." He paused, then mustered all his courage... "See Mom naked?" "I mean, really, not in a picture or anything?"
I didn't know what to say. My penis stirred, and I said, "Let's see."
We went upstairs and turned off the light. He went into his room and closed the door as I went into mine.
