Daddy's Milk

Jack Hardy’s (Yes I’ve finally named the dad) POV.

The car ride from the airport to Mike and Jesse’s house was tense. My second honeymoon with Amy had been a complete disaster. Ever since I had been exposed to the illegal, forbidden thrill of my sons’ bodies, I’d lost interest in sex with women, especially the legal, blandly moral sex with my adult female wife. This trip had told me that I couldn’t be satisfied with tight boy-pussy only once a week. I’d gone mad with pedophilic lust! I wanted access to my sons and my friends’ sons 24/7!

There was only one way I could get my fondest wish. I had to divorce my wife. Unfortunately, divorce would probably end in joint custody. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my boys to Amy for half the year. I wanted sole custody of the kids, and the only way I could get that was if Amy committed adultery.

We stopped by at Mike’s house to pick up Adam and Benny. There was an unexplainable closeness between him, Jesse, and my sons. I instantly knew that he was the newest member of our secret club. I knew and he knew that I knew, but that was something we’d discuss later. The two of us just exchanged a knowing smile as I packed my kids into the car and drove away.

As we pulled into our driveway, we waved to Eric, the sixteen-year-old boy who we’d hired to mow our lawn. He kindly helped us bring our luggage inside. I noticed my wife admiring the teenager’s body when she thought I wasn’t looking. A plan popped into my head. I whispered to Adam to go upstairs, change into something sexy, and wait for me to call him down.

Amy was in no mood to be around me, so she left for grocery shopping while I offered Eric a soda. He drank it in the living room while I held Benny in my arms.

“You know,” I said casually. “My wife wants you to fuck her.”

Eric snorted into his soda. “Wh-what?”

“My wife wants you to fuck her. Do you?”

“No!” he said. “I’d never fuck your wife.”

“Even with my permission?”

“No,” said Eric. “I’m…well, uh…” His face turned red.

“You like men, Eric?”

“No! Well, not men…”

“Boys,” I said. “You’re into boys.”

Eric said nothing.

“Adam!” I called upstairs, eager to see what my five-year-old had changed into. What I saw took my breath away. Adam descended the stairs in tight white briefs, showing off the small bulge of his young package, his shapely little buttocks, and his creamy white legs. He wore a worn, threadbare shirt meant for someone half his age. I could just barely see dark nipples under the thin cloth. The shirt was just a bit too short, showing off Adam’s smooth, pale midriff over the hem of his tighty-whiteys. I felt my cock rise inside my pants. Eric had a pretty obvious tent in his shorts as well.

“Adam, I think Eric is ready to join our special club,” I said to my son.

Adam knelt before Eric, his face right next to the older boy’s growing member. Adam pulled down Eric’s shorts, exposing the teen’s cock. Adam took Eric’s cock in his hand and pressed it to his cheek in a sweet, affectionate gesture. “I’ve always had a crush on you, Eric,” Adam said, lightly rubbing his cheek on his teen lover’s shaft. Eric could only groan wordlessly at Adam’s touch.

Benny whined in my arms. He looked down and saw that his eyes were towards his own crotch. I removed his clothes and diaper. Sure enough, his little baby cock was stiff. I lightly stroked it between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting satisfied giggles from my younger son.

Meanwhile, Adam slipped Eric’s cock past his lips. “Holy shit!” said Eric. “I can’t believe I’m finally doing this!” Adam managed to deep throat the older boy like a pro, getting his lips all the way down Eric’s shaft before pulling his mouth completely off the cock.

“Daddy has his own special boy, Jesse,” Adam told Eric. “And Jesse’s dad has Benny.” Eric’s eyes grew wide as he glanced at Benny, barely comprehending the thought that a grown man was in love with an infant.

“I want to be your special boy, Eric,” Adam continued. “You can still fuck other boys, but I’ll be your only wife. Will you do that for me?” He gave Eric’s cock another slow lick.

“YES!” Eric shouted. Then he looked at me, still jerking Benny off. “If I have your father’s permission of course.”

I almost laughed. Even as Eric was getting blown by a five year old, he still had some sense of tradition. “You have my blessing, Eric. On one condition.”

Eric gazed down into Adam’s eyes. “Anything, Mr. Hardy. Anything!”

“Seduce my wife.”

“What?!”

“If she commits adultery, I can divorce her and keep the boys to myself. I’ll never have to worry about sneaking around behind her back again.”

“Really? Mommy will go away and leave us alone?” said Adam, interrupting his blowjob. He looked up at Eric pleadingly. “Please do it Eric. Please do it for us!”

His mind clouded with lust, Eric had no choice but to agree. “I’ll do it! Just please make me cum.” Adam returned his cock to his mouth and began bobbing his head up and down with increasing speed. I stroked Benny’s dick, matching my older son’s speed.

Eric couldn’t last much longer. “Oh! Adam, baby! I LOVE YOU! AWWWW!” Eric deposited the first of many thick, gooey loads of cum into Adam’s young stomach.

Benny squealed in pleasure as he hit his own climax. As the baby’s orgasm peaked, I slowed my jerking to long slow strokes, a pleasant post-orgasmic massage. Afterwards, I lay my baby boy down on the couch and whipped out my own cock, which was aching with need. Adam stood next to me, his own cock in his hand. Benny giggled eagerly, knowing what was coming next. Adam and I jerked our cocks rapidly, aiming them at the squirming baby on the couch. After mere seconds of wanking, we showered him in salty white cream. Benny was just covered in it.

We said goodbye to Eric, who was incredibly excited at the future that awaited him. As were we all.