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Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Part 13

 

I stood there in shock contemplating both revelations. It was my belief that Alicia suspected I was a boy lover, but her comment ‘I am too’ has me, to use a weird expression my mother always used, gobsmacked. Maybe I misheard her?  Perhaps she was referring to something else and I was taking the comment out of context. It seemed like I had been standing there, staring at her leafing through Dylan’s little Disney vacation folder for hours when it was only a minute of two. Finally, I found my voice.

 

“You are too, a what?” the words came out of my mouth jumbled and unintelligible. “I mean, you just said, I am too… meaning you … Ali, what do you mean? What are you saying?”

 

“Stop jabbering and let’s sit, we have a lot to talk about,” Alicia said as she closed the folder and placed it on the coffee table. “We need to air some secrets that we both have and we should talk it out right now.”

 

We both sat on the couch with our bodies turned to the other. It was not an icy posture, but a business one that really meant we have some serious stuff to deal with.

 

“So, Walt, first of all I love you and nothing is going to change that. I wish what we are about to talk about had not been a secret for the first 14 years of our marriage, but I am a boy lover. As odd as that sounds, I am now able to fully confess this to you now that you have confirmed that you are as well,”

 Alicia said.

 

“What do you mean I have confirmed I are… I mean am,” I said less defensively than just curious.

 

“Well, let’s see. Tonight, I walked in on you basically milking the penises of two little boys. Last week, apparently, you jacked off our son. And it actually goes back further, to my earliest suspicion. When we first met you were always hanging around with Donny. He was, what, 12 or 13 when we met?” Alicia said.

 

“First of all, Donny was my best friend’s little brother and he was like my little brother too…,” I was in automatic lawyer mode. Alicia made the face like she knew I was lawyering, smiled at me knowingly and I gave in. “OK, I am a pedophile… a boy lover. I can’t do anything about it, this is the way God made me and I have just come to accept it. But, I am not gay!”

 

“I know full well you are not gay, you have proven that to me many times,” Alicia said with a smile. Listen honey, I am not judging you… how could I? Here is the first little secret, your relationship with Donny was what first endeared me to you. When I first met you at the Disney meet up in Detroit, it was actually Donny that caught my eye first. He was super cute going crazy for all of the characters in costumes, which I thought was a little odd, but endearing, for a young teen. It wasn’t until we all sat down at the same table at the food court that I realized how cute you were too!” Alicia said.

 

This new revelation is even weirder, but now that I look back, she was pretty smitten with Donny, but I thought nothing of it. I have never heard of a female boy lover and I hadn’t really thought about it, I was just infatuated with Alicia and saw nothing else.

 

“Wow… just wow,” I said as I tried to formulate how I was going to tell her my story. “That all makes sense to me now. You were crushing on Donny every time he was with us! Geeze, I am glad he moved to California when he did or you may have married him!” I said only half joking.

 

“No, silly, I fell for you at the food court and had decided I wanted to marry you that day.  As I started to suspect that you were a boy lover as well I was even more excited. I believed that if my secret ever got revealed accidentally, then at least you would understand and we would have that common interest. You what they say, that husbands and wives need to share common interests. This is probably not what is meant by that, but I went with it.”

 

I went on to tell her my story of how I discovered I was a boyloving pedophile at Euro Disney with and thanks to Donny (Author note, you can read the story of this experience in the original Mad for the Mouse series). I did not get into pornographic detail, but gave her enough to understand what happened. I went on to detail my other encounters and by the time I was done there were NO secrets left.

 

Her body language, questions and clarifications, as well as smiles and laughter as we talked, all led me to believe that I had not just thrown my life away confiding in her.  I had not intended to bore her with every detail, but it felt great to finally share my dark secret and not carry the burden alone. Two hours later, I’d brought her fully up to date, up to and including the ‘boy milking’ incident this evening.

 

“I have to ask, why did you take Randy into our room and not let me come too? You were really abrupt and it scared me. I had assumed you were interrogating him and were about to kill me.”

 

“Frankly, I was shocked when confronted with the fact that you were doing sexual things with Randy and I wanted to hear his side of it first. He told me that he initiated it and that he was not hurt or upset by what happened. I was a little concerned that there may have been anal play involved. I know how damaging that can be, so I wanted to examine him and not ask him directly to avoid any potential trauma.”

 

“But here is my next admission. When I was examining Randy’s body for injury, I got super turned on.  I have never thought of any of our kids as sexual beings, but seeing him and Dylan in the state they were in when I walked in, touching Randy in the bedroom the way I was… I kind of lost it and I actually jacked him off to orgasm.  I have never touched him or Aaron before … ever!  I have always only seen them as my special little boys, but it has been such a long time for me that I had allowed myself to act on my desires. I haven’t acted on my desires in a very, very long time, in fact last time was before we met. I tried so hard to suppress this and there he was, our cute, sexy, adorable, pretty little son and his perfect body, penis and bum and me knowing he had already enjoyed special time with you and Dylan moments before…. well, I just lost it,” Alicia said.

 

“Kind of like what you did with Dylan in front of me, which, I might add was hot!” I said.

 

“Yes, except Dylan fell asleep before I finished him off,” Ali said. “He sure is a gorgeous kid and a real sweet heart too.”

 

“I’ve now shared my story with you, it’s your turn to do the same. Oh, and before you do, tell me how you got back in here without a key card for the room or elevator?” I asked.

 

“Oh, so you didn’t want to be surprised, you perv,” she said with a smile. “You probably forgot that when we originally booked this trip, I was coming with you and my name is on the reservation. I just asked for a key card at the front desk, showed ID and voila, I appeared unexpectedly at your orgy. You should always use your privacy lock in a hotel!”

 

“Funny girl,” I said. “The boys are going to suffer from PTSD from the surprise.”

 

“So here is my story. You know all the basics of my family growing up.  I am the oldest of five siblings. Shortly after I was born, my parents got divorced. Mom got full custody of me and a short time later, she got married again and had two sets of twin boys when I was 3 & 4. My step mother died when I was 8 and my dad was left alone with an 8-year-old girl, two 5-year-old boys and two 6-year-old boys. He did the best he could with some help from his mom and his sister, but I took on the mother role when the boys were all in full-time school. I was 10, they were 7 & 6 at that point.”

 

“Being a single parent of 5 kids, routines were important for him. Dad and I shared most of the household responsibilities, dad got us all up and off to school in the mornings and my job was to get them home from school, watch them until dad got home. He and I made dinner together and fed them. Afterwards, we always had family time and then I got them into baths and to bed. Dad was usually fast asleep on the couch by that time.”

 

Over the years, it was a house of penis’s and I saw them all. There was no privacy or modesty in our family. As the boys were turning 9 & 10, the 10 years old’s, Alex and Adrian, found their dicks and spent most of their free time playing with them, parading their new ‘stiffies’ around for all to see and doing whatever they could to get me, or each other, to touch them. They were horny little guys. The 9-year-old’s, Andrew and Adam, were still oblivious to their boy parts at that point.

 

One night it was storming out and Alex and Adrian came into my room and got under the covers. I woke up and told them to leave, but they were both in tears because they were scared of the storm outside. I ended up letting them stay the night, we cuddled and went to sleep. I woke the next morning and the boys were on either side of me with Adrian hugging me with his hard penis in the panty covered crack of my butt and Adrian’s on the other side with a boner that was pointing at me. I stared at Adrian’s cute little dick while I enjoyed the feeling of Andrew’s pressed up against my bum. I flipped over and looked closely at Andrews penis and pulled the blanket down so I could get a really good look. I was fascinated with the hardness of it as every time I saw it previously it was a soggy little noodle and now it was as hard as a nail. I worked up the nerve to reach out and rub it, which got me so excited I started rubbing my bum into Adrian’s erect dick. I reached down to my panties and pulled them off, avoiding disturbing Adrian’s penis as I wanted to make sure it went back in to my then naked bum crack.

 

Something came over me and from that moment on that all I wanted to do it play with little boy cocks. I was hooked. I had seen daddy naked, and that did nothing for me at all, but my naked 4 boys were all I wanted. As it turned out, all of them were horny little guys ready to play sex games. They were always ready to do it with their brothers and friends but most of all, with me.

 

It was all very innocent and cute. Me playing with their penis’s, rubbing bodies, humping and lots of touching and exploring. This went on for months and we loved it. In fact, we spent most of the time, when we were home alone, naked or in our underwear and it would often result in some kind of feel good play … it was just the way we were.

 

Things changed one Saturday, when we were all cuddled up in dad’s big bed while he was at work. We were watching ‘The Muppet Movie’ movie on his fancy new Betamax. When it ended, we all wanted to watch something else. Adrian was looking through the small pile of tapes that we had to choose from and found one with no label so he popped it in and pressed play.

 

What showed up on that screen was something none of us had seen, or imagined, before. It was a porno movie called ‘Debbie Does Dallas’ and it was really something else. I was getting quite… how can I say it… horny. The boys had all stripped out of their PJ’s or underwear they had been wearing up to that point and they all ended up naked, rubbing their penis’s as they watched the sex scenes unfold on the TV. They asked me to strip as well, which I happily did, and it turned out to be a full-blown orgy of gropes, humps, tickles and rubs.

 

The movie continued and we started to try some of the acts that were being performed on the screen. There were many firsts that day, but none more exciting than first orgasms! Likely the new favorite discovery was the blow job. I am not sure why we had never thought of this before when we were playing, but seeing that girl suck the cock of the football jock in the movie started a whole new thing for us.

 

Each of the boys wanted me to suck their cocks like on the TV. I sat on the edge of the bed and one by one they stood in front of me and I sucked those cute little boy dicks one at a time. You might think that the boys discovered the joy of the orgasm first, but it was me. As I was sucking off my boys, I was rubbing my vagina and I experienced a mind-blowing feeling that would have terrified me if I had not seen ‘Debbie’ experience it on the TV.  The boys all stepped back as I lay back and rubbed, panted, and grunted through it as they masturbated to the scene.

 

“Hold the phone Alicia, is this all real?  I know your brothers and they are all ultra conservative, straight laced family guys. It sounds like you were living in a mad house of sex!  Mind you, it sounds fun, but it sounds like the plot of a porn film itself,” I said stopping Alicia’s story.

 

“Hand to God, this is all true and no, it was not a house of sex. My father was fantastic to us, still is, all of us loved each other, we had friends and sleepovers and all normal kid stuff. This is the secret I have never admitted to you or anyone, hopefully it will help you understand where my love of boys comes from. I loved my brothers, they were all amazing and we always had great times together. We were close, physically as well as emotionally. The sex play was all just fun and a way we showed our affection for each other. There was no internet, nobody preaching stranger danger, our father never shamed us about our bodies or hid anything from us about sex. It was an awesome childhood, I am very lucky and blessed, and all 100% true,” Alicia said.

 

“Now, shut up and pay attention, I am almost done with what I wanted to share.”

 

When I recovered from that experience, Alex was next for his blow job. That penis was the most beautiful thing to me that I had ever seen. It was like my first orgasm opened a whole new chapter in my sexuality and I wanted to repeat it as often as I could. Alex was about to get his third blow job of the day and it was going to be great! I licked and sucked and nibbled. I rubbed and massaged and then sucked some more. I was so into it, I had lost track of time. Alex was not stopping me and the other boys were all glued to the action having since forgotten that Debbie was getting laid for the 50th time on the TV.

 

Alex started to squirm as I had his little boy penis all the way in my mouth with my nose up against his body. I was fondling his balls and felt them move up tightly against his body. “I have to pee Ali,” he said. I am not sure what came over me as I grabbed his bum and pulled him into my mouth and would not let him go. I felt the wetness of his small ejaculation in my mouth as his dick twitched and pulsed. I didn’t swallow and as soon as he calmed, I let his penis pop out of my mouth and spit what I thought was pee into an empty glass.

 

“That is not pee Alex,” I said. Andrew then asked, “Is it sperm like the football guys in the movie were squirting. It’s looks more like snot then what we saw on the movie.”

 

Alex, who was now returning to normal, said, “Whatever the fuck it was, it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. You guys have got to do it too.” He then lay down on the bed, pulled the blanket up to his chin and fell fast asleep with the cutest, most content, smile on his face.

 

I gave blow jobs to each of the boys, while rubbing my own orgasms out – I think I had 5 that day. I repeated what I had done for Alex and all of them had the same reaction. Only Adrian squirted in my mouth, nothing came out of the dinks of Andrew or Adam, I assume they were still too young but they still had the same reaction, just no semen. Each of them fell asleep in that bed one by one, following their climaxes.

 

They were all fast asleep under the duvet of the big king-sized bed, all lined up looking adorable. I carefully pulled the duvet down so I could check out their cocks again. Andrew and Adam were still stiff and pointing straight up and Adrian and Alex flaccid and lying across their sacks. I just knelt at the end of the bed and stared at them and stroked myself into the most intense climax of that day yet! I wiggled in between the two sets of twins, pulled up the blanket grabbed Adrian’s penis and fell asleep with it in my hand.

 

Over the course of the day, we all woke, dressed and carried on. There was no awkwardness, a few questions about the activities, but it was as if we had just learned a new board game. In retrospect, I am surprised that nobody wanted to try intercourse that day, I don’t think I would have, but all the boys were extremely happy with what we did and it never came up.

 

Over the next few months, I started to notice other boys my own age and went out with a few and even did some mild sexual stuff with them; some squeezing of my newly developed breasts, some petting through underwear and a hand job for one and a BJ for another. That BJ was disgusting, his dick was huge and he had so much hair, it was all I could do to not wretch and ruin it for him. He was a really nice guy, but a very big and hairy guy in every way possible.

 

I liked my boy friends and enjoyed the time with them and relished the romantic love, but the thought of that big hairy cock nauseated me. It was clear to me then, I much prefer bald little boy cocks and balls.

 

“So, now I see how I fit into the picture,” I said as if I had stumbled on a great ancient truth. “We had a great relationship and when we finally had sex, my size and lack of body hair must have been what sealed the deal.”

 

“Busted!” Ali said with a big smile. “I truly loved being with you, I knew I had found my one true love but when we finally made love, I knew I had the best of all worlds. As I said, I suspected you were a boy lover, you were a kind and loving man and you had the body of a 14-year-old. Best part is, you kinda still do.”

 

Even though the difference in age was not huge, I was always in charge and the wake, school, dinner, play, bed routine continued. When I was 14 and the boys were 10 & 11 keeping the house was becoming harder. I really needed time to keep up with my homework that became more important as I had started high school. As the boys were getting older, their bed times were getting later and that meant less time for me after they had gone to sleep to get my things done. I had an plan!

 

One night I decided to put my plan into action, recalling that day the previous year when we had, what we later came to call, our Dallas Orgy, I told each boy to shower, brush teeth and get into bed on time in only a pair of briefs and I would be in to see them with a big surprise. Each set of twins were in bunk beds in one room and at the appointed time, all four clean boys were in their beds wearing only briefs as I instructed. They were reading or chatting with each other, but all were in bed as I requested, ready for the surprise I promised them.

 

I walked in and closed the door. I spoke to them like a stereotypical drill sergeant. “Now boys, you must follow my instructions very carefully to receive your surprise.” They were all paying close attention and smiling at my act. “First of all, each of you turn on your bed lamps.” These were little lamps above each bed that dad installed so the boys could read and not disturb the others. When they were all on, I switched off the main overhead light.

 

“Next, I want you to pull down your covers so you can lie directly on your bed sheets. Neatly leave the covers at the foot of your bed so they can be pulled over you when you are sleeping.” Each boy followed along. There were some chuckles as they found my orders humorous, but they all played along.

 

“Each boy will sit on the side of your bed with your legs hanging off the sides and keep your eyes and ears on me.”  The boys were all giggling now, but they all did it and silently waited for the next order like I was a fun game.

 

I started to walk back and forth between the bunk beds like that and addressed my boys.

 

“Listen up boys. I am in high school now and I need time to get my homework done and the only time I can do that is when you guys are sleeping and the house is quiet,” I paused… “I can’t hear you!”

 

Andrew looked confused and tentatively said, “Ok”. I walked up to him and yelled in his face, “You will address me as Sister Ali!” He played along, “Yes Sister Ali … sir!” They all broke up laughing. “Enough of that penis boys!” I barked.

 

They all started to play along and said in sloppy unison, “Yes sister Ali.” I smiled at them and then went back to serious business again as I paced looking stern and serious.

 

“You will cooperate and go to bed on time, every night and lights will be out at 0930 hours, which is exactly 30 minutes later than your current bed time.” I paused for the response.

 

In better unison, “Yes sister Ali!”

 

“Once you are all in bed with your sheets rolled down, in your briefs and sitting in the way I have instructed, we will commence our nighttime ritual,” I paused.

 

“What is the nighttime ritual,” Adam asked.

 

“Good question Penis Boy Adam. Let’s commence operation nighttime ritual in 3, 2, 1.” They all looked at each other wondering what was going to happen.

 

“I was just kidding guys, here is what we are going to do. Be in bed at 9:30 exactly like this. I will come in and we will quickly review the next day’s activities and then we will have a little bedtime fun that will quickly put you all to sleep.”

 

Looks of recognition came over each face when they realized where I was going with this.

 

“Here is what we are going to do.”

 

“OK, everyone lay on their backs and put your right hand on the fronts of your briefs and start to rub.” Each boy started to rub and grope their boy packages through their briefs. “Perfect, I want you to keep doing that until I come to your bed.”

 

I moved to Alex’s bed first. “As I get to each boy’s bed, I am going to gently pull off your underwear and rub your penises for 2 minutes, like this,” and I demonstrated on Alex, who was really enjoying the attention and the stimulation. “After I am sure you are at maximum hardness, I will suck your penis until you have an orgasm like this.” I started to suck Alex’s adorable cock and fondle his balls. I noticed for the first time that the 12-year-old had 4 or 5 dark hairs.

 

All the other boys were watching from their beds rubbing the fronts of their briefs. Alex was moaning and pumping his dick in an out of my mouth as I was bobbing up and down on his boyhood. I returned my hand to his balls and started to massage again and within 4 minutes, he started to climb to his climax. Suddenly I felt his penis swell, spasm, twitch and emit his watery cum into my mouth. I had a small towel with me so I wiped the residue off of his penis, swallowed his premature offering, put one kiss on his penis, pulled the sheet up and added another kiss on his tummy and the next on his forehead and said “Goodnight Alex, I love you.” He did not respond as he was sound asleep. I reached over and turned out his little light and moved to the next boy.

 

I continued this with each boy and at 10:08 I walked out of the room and had the next hour or so to myself to get my homework done. I would try to reduce the time it took going forward, but if this routine works on school nights I would be in good shape. However, one snag was that I couldn’t focus on homework as I was all worked up after that and had to masturbate myself to climax before I could focus.

 

It worked and I got my work done. The boys were very well behaved and compliant making life much easier. The routine became known as being ‘sucked-in’ instead of being ‘tucked-in’. Best part is that it not only got the boys to sleep, but it also helped them stay focused on school. It also kept them calm and relaxed all day long.

 

So, that is my story. I hope it helps you understand that I was likely heavily impacted by all the wonderful times with my brothers, sharing these most personal and sensual acts amongst ourselves.  I never had intercourse with any of them and we kept up the ritual until each boy turned 15, at which point I lost interest in their bodies while loving each of their persons even more.

 

As a heterosexual female, I am wired to be attracted to males and their genitals. My theory is that my experiences with the boys and the good feelings, closeness and expressions of tenderness between us has my wiring rearranged to have the deep seeded desire to relive those wonderful childhood experiences. Or maybe, I was just born this way… who knows.

 

“Ok, that story made mine seem boring,” I said. “You are going to have to ‘suck me in’ tonight after hearing that. I don’t think Walt Junior here is going be soft ever again.”

 

“I’ll take care of your little friend later but now that we have shared all… we have shared all, right?”, Ali asked. “I have shared 100%, I have no secrets left,” I said.  “OK, now that all this is out in the open, we need to talk about going forward and how we deal with this, stay out of jail and not harm our boys or any other boys.”

 

This day seems like a fantasy and not real at all. The fact that I am having this conversation with my wife is simply surreal.

 

“Well, I am not sure I can change who I am or what my desires are. I am impressed that you have, but unless I am totally away from boys, I am going to have feelings and desires for them,” I said.

 

“I get that, I just think we need to be very careful and need to have some clear rules around our kids. Randy has already had sexual experiences with both of us and Aaron has had nothing. So, we either cut Randy off, tell him it was a terrible mistake or we continue with him and set rules and lines we do not cross ,” Alicia said.

 

“I think we need to sleep on this as I am too tired to really work through this much more.  I propose that we have a chat with the boys in the morning, and I guess Ryan too, to reinforce the confidentiality of what happened and to make sure that anything that has happened so far, or may happen is only if they wanted/want it. We need to agree and they need to know we have not and cannot ever ask or initiate,” I said making it sound like I was drafting a contract in my office.

 

“I guess I didn’t follow this rule with Randy and Dylan this evening, but I agree. Let’s try and take some quiet time tomorrow after the park to talk. I need to work with Randy on his script too, his audition is day after tomorrow,” she said.

 

After a quiet pause, “Hey Walt, you know that Teresa is not going to pull through, don’t you? We are going to have to come to terms with the fact we are about to have a new son and all that this change will entail.”

 

“I know, my brain is telling me there is no way she lives but my heart is hoping she will because, as wonderful as it would be to have a new son, he is going to be devastated at the loss.”

 

“I am going to the hospital in the morning to check on her and check in with the social worker and doctor. I will catch up with the gang when I am done.”

 

“One thing is bothering me though. We thoroughly checked and couldn’t find any living family, which is why CPS wants to place him with us but I distinctively remember Teresa telling me that her parents bought the trip for them. I need to ask Dylan about this as he also told us he only has a eldery aunt in a nursing home as family,” I said.

 

“I am sure you will figure it out, you are the smartest 14-year-old lawyer I know,” Alicia said with an affectionate smile.

 

“You are an awesome mom Alicia Furman. Thank you for being so understanding about Dylan, we really need to be there for him no matter what,” and with that, Alicia pulled me to my feet and said “We need to get to bed, we have a big day ahead.”

Adventure Awaits!” I said and we headed to the bedroom.

 

As we walked in, we realized that Randy was still in our bed. He was sleeping and lying on his back, naked with the blankets thrown off in the middle of the king-sized bed, his hand gripping his erect little boy penis.  “It’s a trap!”, I said jokingly to Alicia. 

 

- to be continued -

 

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