Sweet Sixteen

I?m thirty-seven and my wife, Alma, is thrity-nine. We?ve been married for seventeen years. It?s a good marriage. We?re a good match and the sex life is okay, if mundane. Some weeks we do it two or three times and other times two weeks can slip by and we don?t do anything. It?s all kind of cut and dried.Alma has a little brother, Dennis, and by ?little? I mean he?s twenty-three years younger than she is. I don?t know what her folks were thinking when they made him. But then again, they had already been drinking by then.Since then things have gotten a lot worse. Now they?re drunk every day. It?s really sad watching a pair of old people killing themselves with alcohol. Anyway, last year, when Dennis turned fifteen, we decided he had to get out of there, and brought him here to live with us. We should have done it long before.As the months passed we got to know each other better. By the time a year had passed and he reached sixteen we were comfortable with each other, and had accepted each other's quirks. Dennis is slightly effeminate. I don?t mean he prances around acting like he thinks he?s a girl. He just isn?t like most sixteen-year-old boys. He?s not interested in boy things, and he has a soft side. almanbahis şikayet He?s cute ? you could say almost pretty, and he?s a really nice kid ? sweet really.So I wasn?t shocked when several months after his sixteenth birthday one day out of the blue he said, ?Tony, I?ve decided I don?t like girls. I like boys.?As I said, I wasn?t shocked, but I was surprised he chose to tell me ? surprised and pleased he had that trust in me.I said, ?Well, if you?re sure that?s what you want, there?s nothing wrong with it. Just be sure it?s what you want, and not what somebody is telling you. But if it is, it doesn?t matter what anyone else says. If it?s right for you, it?s right, period.?That was all that was said, but over the next several months I got the feeling he was paying a lot more attention to me. I mean it seemed he was around me all the time, and kept looking at me, watching me. Then I?d decided that was ridiculous and thought, ?How conceited can one guy be?? But those ideas would keep creeping back in my thoughts.I described Dennis, and although it isn?t really necessary, I?m going to describe myself.I?m pretty average looking, not homely I think, but nothing special. My body is also almanbahis canlı casino average. I?ve managed to keep the fat off. I have hair on my chest, stomach and legs, not a lot ? if I was blond you probably wouldn?t notice it ? but I have black hair. I also wear a beard. Not one of those short ones that look like the guy forgot to shave, but a full beard. I think it makes me look better, or at least stand out in a crowd.Dennis turned sixteen and life went plodding by, every day like the one before. One night about 9:00 I was lying in bed. Alma had gone off I don?t remember where now. I was horny. I had thrown back the bed sheet and kicked off my boxers.I was feeling my dick, squeezing it and running my thumb over the head, massaging my balls and flopping my dick around. I wasn?t hard yet, and I was wondering if I should wait until Alma got home and see if she wanted to fuck, or just go ahead and jerk off. Should I bother getting up and putting on a porno video, or just do it. I squeezed it some more and it had begun to wake up when Dennis walked into the room. I hadn?t bothered to close the door.He was nude. Stripped. Butt ass naked, just like me. I stopped flopping my dick around almanbahis casino but didn?t take my hand off it. I also didn?t try to cover it up. I just looked at him, waiting for him to say something.Instead he walked over to the bed and climbed onto it. I spread my arm, the one that wasn?t occupied with my dick, out in a welcoming way. He lay down and snuggled up to my side, bent down and removed my hand from my dick, took it in his hand and put it in his mouth. A feeling like a sweet electrical shock shot out from my dick to the extremities of my body.I spread my legs so one of them was on top of one of his, my thigh pressing against his groin, his dick pressing against my thigh. His dick instantly got hard ? teenagers? dicks get hard without their even thinking about it. His sucking mine made it grow to its complete erection, and he went up and down on it.It had been a long time since Alma had sucked on my dick, and I either had forgotten how good it felt, or Dennis sucking my dick felt better than she ever had. This was perfection. I didn?t want to scare him or anything, so I didn?t grab his head and I resisted bucking my hips and fucking him in the mouth. I laid my hand on his back. He was thin ? slender ? but not skinny. I didn?t feel bones ? just smooth sixteen-year-old skin over firm flesh ? nothing spongy or sagging.We didn?t say anything. There wasn?t any dirty talk. Besides an occasional sucking sound he made soft throat sounds of satisfaction.