Perfect Marriage

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Perfect Marriage

My parents were always fighting.  I don't remember it as always 
being that way, but toward the end it became more frequent.  They 
weren't physical fights, mostly verbal.  I think they tried 
counseling but only for a short time.  So, I was almost twelve when 
they divorced.  My brother was ten.

Dad was domineering.  He was very certain of the way he wanted 
things.  He worked hard, or so we were often told.  I don't know 
how much my parents made, but my mom had to work, too.  My dad was 
loving toward us, he was just stern.  Like I said before, it wasn't 
physical.

Not long after the divorce, my mom remarried.  She got custody of 
me and my brother.  We spent weekends with my dad.  My mom married 
a guy who had a lot more money than my dad.  My dad never 
remarried.  He still loved my mom.

Things were okay for a month or two then my dad showed up one 
weekend to get us.  A big fight broke out with a lot of yelling.  
My mom wouldn't let us go with my dad because of the fight.  He 
finally left in a rage.  Things were very tense that weekend.

We had moved into my stepdad's house.  He had two sons, Josh who 
was fifteen and Stephen who was thirteen.  Their mother had died.  
We all had our own bedrooms, because the house was huge.  My 
stepdad was a surgeon.

My brother and I got along okay with Josh and Stephen and our 
stepdad.  Actually, things were pretty cool.  We started getting 
more things and had more clothes.

Right after I turned twelve, my body started changing.  Josh 
started spending more time hanging out with me and teaching me 
things.  One night, he was in his bedroom with Stephen.  I had been 
downstairs watching t.v.; afterward, when I went upstairs, I passed 
Josh's room.  His door was open and he called for me to come in.  
They closed the door.

Josh took out some magazines from a box under his bed.  He swore me 
to secrecy then showed me one of the magazines.  It had naked men 
and women in it.  I had never seen a naked woman.  The magazines 
showed everything.  The front just had them naked and kissing and 
touching.  The pictures in the back showed them fucking.  We looked 
at more magazines, and I learned that Josh had gotten these from 
his dad.  He said his dad had given them to him.

We eventually got naked.  Josh and Stephen had dicks that were as 
big as the guys in the magazines.  My cock and balls had been 
growing but wasn't as big as theirs.  That night Josh and Stephen 
taught me how to jerk off.

Over the next couple of months, I spent more time with Josh after 
school and on weekends.  He let me look at his magazines whenever I 
wanted, but I couldn't get them out if he wasn't there.  We had 
taken off our clothes, and I was jacking off while looking at the 
pictures.  Josh asked me if I liked looking at the men or the women 
more.  I told him both.  I liked how the guys put their dicks up 
inside the women.  I also thought it looked good when they shot 
their cum on the outside of the women's pussies.  Josh explained to 
me about how babies were made and all of that stuff.  He told me 
about what my balls were for and women's tits.

My stepdad was a lot of fun.  My dad hadn't been around to get us 
for several weeks.  So, my stepdad took us to different places.  We 
went camping one weekend.  My stepdad owned a cabin in the hill 
that was built on a lake.  We had a great time.  We went skinny 
dipping in the lake and this was the first time I got to see my 
stepdad naked.  His dick and balls were very big.  He wasn't 
uptight about his body, and we splashed around.  He would pick us 
up and throw us way out in the lake.  We'd swim back and try to 
dunk him by jumping on him or pulling his legs from under him.  We 
could never get him to go under.

The next weekend my dad came around to get us.  He started another 
fight, and we didn't get to go with him.  I really missed him and I 
know my younger brother did, too.  We were happy and having a lot 
of fun, but it had been a few months since we'd seen my dad.

I asked my mom if we'd get to go with dad again.  She said she 
didn't know.  He was being his typical difficult self.  She said 
she hadn't asked anything from him, only that he be cordial when he 
came to get us.  I told my mom that I missed him, and I wished he'd 
be nicer.

A couple of weeks passed and one Friday when I got home from 
school, I heard my dad.  My mom met me at the door and took me into 
the living room.  My little brother was there and Josh and Stephen 
were.  I heard my dad screaming from the basement.  I was very 
scared.  My mom hugged me and told me my dad had come to pick us up 
and started another fight.  My stepdad was downstairs with him 
trying to make him a nicer person like I had asked.  I was afraid 
they were fighting.  I couldn't hear my stepdad, but my dad was 
making a lot of noise.

My stepdad came upstairs and was whispering to my mom.  They were 
in a short discussion over something, but we couldn't hear.  My mom 
then came and told us she needed to leave for a few minutes.  She 
had to go get some groceries.  I thought it was a strange time to 
get groceries.  So, my mom left.

He told us to wait in the living room then my stepdad went back 
downstairs.  My dad started yelling again, but then he stopped.  
The air was silent for awhile, and I felt strange.  We waited, then 
we heard my stepdad coming back up the stairs.  When he came into 
the living room, he was naked and had a hard-on.  I was more 
familiar with seeing a grown man's hard dick, but I was still 
shocked.  My brother started giggling.  My stepdad told us all to 
come downstairs.

We followed him down to the basement, but I wasn't prepared for 
what I was to see.  My dad was strapped down naked to a hospital 
bed.  His legs were pulled apart and held that way by two metal 
poles sticking up on the end of the bed.  He wasn't making a lot of 
noise, just moaning and rolling his head from side to side.  I made 
eye contact with him, then his eyes rolled back in his head.  He 
was very out of it.  Then he'd come back, and I thought he was 
trying to say something.

Josh and Stephen were getting undressed.  I had no idea what was 
going to happen.  As my stepdad moved in between my dad's legs, he 
told me and my brother to get undressed.  Even though I was scared, 
I still had a hard-on.  I had never seen my dad naked, but he 
wasn't built like my stepdad.  His balls and dick were much 
smaller.  We stood beside the bed, and my stepdad put slippery 
stuff from a tube on his dick.  My dad groaned as my stepdad pushed 
his cock into my dad's butt.  He then fucked my dad.  I never knew 
that you could do this.  When my stepdad came, he shot it in my 
dad's butt.  My dad had gotten a hard-on while he was being 
fucked.  It looked only half as big as my stepdad's.

When my stepdad pulled his cock from my dad's ass, Josh moved in 
and fucked my dad.  When he was finished, Steve fucked my dad.  
They both seemed to know what they were doing.  My stepdad looked 
at me when Steve had finished.  He didn't say anything, but I knew 
what he wanted me to do.  It felt fantastic.  It was very warm and 
tight and slippery.  My dad came back around and looked me in the 
eye.  That kind of put me over the edge, and I shot my cum up my 
dad's ass.  It felt so great that it didn't really affect me when 
my dad started crying.  Of course, my brother was too young to 
fuck, but as I pulled my softening cock from my dad's ass, I saw 
that my brother was sitting on my stepdad's lap playing with my 
stepdad's big balls.  My stepdad was jacking my little brother off.

We cleaned ourselves up, and my stepdad put on his surgery 
clothes.  He cleaned my dad up and shaved a lot of hair off of my 
dad.  We all watched as my stepdad started doing surgery on my 
dad's balls.  He took them out and put them in a jar.  Later, my 
stepdad talked to us about what all had happened.  He explained 
that this would make my dad nicer, so we understood why it had to 
be done.

My dad was nicer and more fun to have around.  He moved in with 
us.  He did all the household chores and the grocery shopping and 
stuff like that.  Whenever my mom wasn't around, my stepdad would 
make my dad get naked and have sex with him.  My dad would cry and 
beg him not to do it.  I'm sure it was humiliating for my dad to be 
fucked by another man and that man's sons as well as his own sons, 
but it was nice having my dad back.  When I finally got up the 
nerve, I asked my stepdad if I could have the jar that had my dad's 
balls in it.  It sits on my bookcase.