Chapter 1: Roger's lover

Roger Parker was a happy man. At 45, he was married for the second time. Roger had met Lucy, his second wife, 20 years ago, when she was only 14, a crazy-for-sex babysitter. When his first marriage ended, he had to raise his three children, Martin, Sally and Laurie, and little Lucy was the perfect help.

Perfect in more than just one sense. At 14, Lucy already had big breasts and a perfect rounded ass. And, even better, she loved sex.

Lucy had sex for the first time the year before, and she loved it. She knew it would not be her last time. And, indeed, it wasn't.

So, when she saw handsome Roger Parker, so cute and young (he was only 25, after all!), and a single parent, she tried every trick in the book to seduce him. At first, he was a little shy, and couldn't believe a girl that young was actually making a pass on him. He thought she was still a virgin. But, one day, Lucy made him sit and danced for him. It was the beginning of a wonderful relationship.

When they got married, everybody said it wouldn't last, including their parents. After all, Roger's first marriage had ended in less than five years.

The truth is that Roger got married the first time just because his girlfriend was pregnant. But, when he met Lucy, he knew everything was different. She listened to him. She learnt from him. And he learnt from her. She opened herself for him, in more than just one sense, and he loved her deeply.

Lucy soon got pregnant. And gave birth to twins, Linda and Julie. They were twins, and they looked alike, but they were not identical. At nineteen, they both became very pretty, with big breasts, beautiful blue eyes, and hair as dark as their mother's.

When the girls were two, Lucy gave birth to Matt. Next year, Jack was born. Followed by Amy the next year. After that, Roger and Lucy talked, and decided that, after all, they were not catholics, and Lucy started on the pill. 8 children were more than enough.

Martin, Sally and Laurie quickly learnt to love Lucy, almost as if she was their real mother. And, in a sense, she was. Their real mother had vanished. She never called, not even on their birthdays. When Sally, and later Laurie, started to have their periods, Lucy was the one who was there to explain things. The same happened when they started to go out with boys. Of course, the children knew that their real mother was distant, and were hurt by that, but Lucy was there for them. She never asked them to call her mother, and they never did. But she was important for all of them.

And Roger had a nice job. A beautiful family. Lucy had a lovely figure, still. Her breasts were still firm, and she always liked sex. Martin was 25, living in New York, and seeing a girl. Her name was Jill, and Roger didn't know her, but the couple was supposed to arrive the next day. Laurie's birthday would be next Sunday, and her brother wanted to be with her. And Roger would, at last, meet this girl he heard so much about. Roger believed that Martin was in love. Hopefully, Jill would deserve his son's love.

Sally was 23 and, like her brother, she was distant. She lived in Boston, since college, but she was also coming to visit them. She became a very beautiful blonde, and Roger was proud.

Laurie was as blonde and beautiful as her sister, but she still lived with her family. At 21 (22 in a couple of days), she was a (professional) actress, with years of training as a dancer, and she had a nice boyfriend, Brad Johnson. Brad seemed a nice guy, and they made a lovely couple. Roger had seen them naked, both of them, a few months before, so he really knew. Brad was in her theater group, and they made a play when they all appeared naked (no, it wasn't "Hair", it was a Sarah Kane play). Roger was a little embarrassed of seeing his daughter naked, but didn't lose the opportunity to check her out. And Laurie had a fantastic body. Her breasts were not very large, but they were beautifully shaped, had a nice size, and were firm. And her pussy, and... Oh, she trimmed her pubic hair so nicely. Everybody else was also beautiful, for Roger's delight. Including Brad, he had a nice body. Very nice. And his prick was long enough to make Laurie happy.

Then, there were the twins. At nineteen, Linda and Julie had fantastic bodies. I mean fantastic. If Sally and Laurie had nice breasts, their little sisters' were huge. Ever since they turned thirteen, it was obvious that Roger would have problems with boys. Indeed, the boys seemed to love them. And they loved them back. Specially Linda. Linda was constantly dating. And Julie, well...

Matt was seventeen, and as blond as Sally or Laurie. He was also very pretty, and all the girls seemed to love him. And that's not all, Matt was also great in school and sports.

Jack was sixteen, also pretty, but he was shy. Too shy, perhaps. He never dated. Sometimes girls phoned him, but he was too shy to ask them out. But Roger wasn't worried. He was certain that it was just a phase, and eventually it would pass.

Amy was the baby of the family. At 15, she was developing a very nice body, but her breasts were not as big as her mother's were when Lucy was 14. Even so, Amy was very, very pretty. But she was also too shy. She was asked on dates, and dated often, but... She never meant trouble like Linda or Julie. Never. Amy was a nice girl.

Roger also had an older brother, George. George was 47 and still married to his first wife, the wonderful Claire. Claire was a year older than George, but she was still very pretty. And she was always smart and generous. She was the first one to accept when Roger married Lucy.

Like Roger, George and Claire also had several children. Five. Being huge Stones fans, George and Claire chose the obvious names. The oldest, Mick, was now 24. Keith was 23, Brian was 21 and Bill was 18. Ron, the baby of the family, was 16. After five, they decided it was enough. And probably neither George nor Claire wanted to name the next one Charlie. Charlie Parker was not a Rolling Stone.

George Parker was the only person in the family who knew Roger's secret. Roger loved Lucy, deeply, and loved to have sex with her, but he also loved to have sex with men. Roger was bisexual. And George knew that because, when they were kids, they used to play together. They sucked each other's cocks, and touched each other. One night, they even fucked. But, since then, neither of them ever mentioned it to the other. Roger thought that these were the only homosexual experiences his brother ever had, but he also knew that these were not the last ones that he, Roger, had.

But he never mentioned it to his wife. Actually, he had told his first wife, and she left him, just after calling him all offensive names. Roger never forgot that, and chose to keep his secret from Lucy. It was his only secret, but he didn't want her to leave. On the other hand, he didn't want to stop having sex with men. It felt too good.

Two years ago, Roger almost confessed. He had the feeling that Lucy would accept it, but... He didn't dare.

At seventeen, Julie dared. She told her whole family (and friends, and whoever cared) that she was bisexual. She demanded the right to bring girls to sleep with her. Julie still dated boys, but she also liked girls. She still does. She started to bring them home, and Roger couldn't even begin to count the number of times he had breakfast with Liz Drake, Carla Ferrara or Mandy Watson. There were times when these girls seemed to be living in Roger's house. But Roger couldn't complain. They were all beautiful. His daughter had a great taste on women. And the boys in her life were pretty, too.

Lucy accepted Julie's bisexuality. And Roger almost confessed. But no. He realized that, after all, he was her husband. Would she accept the fact that her husband liked to sleep with other men? Wouldn't it make him look less masculine in her eyes?

Roger kept his secret. So Julie was the only open bisexual in the family.

But Roger kept seeing men. For the last year, finally, he and Frank Stone began to have sex together. Frank was younger than Roger, just 37, but openly bisexual. Of course, for Frank it was easier, since his wife, Janet was also bi.

Frank and Janet were close to the Parkers. Janet, one year older than Lucy, was also her best friend. They were close, and Lucy never minded the fact that Janet was bisexual. And promiscuous. Both Frank and Janet had sex with other people, if they felt like. And they both accepted it. Neither Roger nor Lucy knew, of course, but Janet had fantasized about Lucy many times. Frank and Janet had a boy, Greg, who grew up close to Jack. At sixteen, they were both the same age.

So, on that Friday afternoon, December 5, Roger went to Frank's home, like he's been doing for months, every Friday.

These encounters were very important for Roger. That was when he had the chance to feel a nice, hard cock in his mouth and/or ass. Friday was chosen because both guys could get out of work, and Greg was in soccer practice. Janet, of course, knew about the dates, and also went out. She knew that Roger was not interested on having sex with any woman but Lucy. He didn't want to cheat on her wife with another woman.

As usual, Frank was waiting for Roger. And, when Roger rang the bell, Frank quickly opened the door. All windows were shut, and as soon as door was closed, the two men fell into each other's arms. And they kissed.

Frank laughed:

"So, are you ready?"

"I need this, Frank. I need it, today, I need to be fucked."

Frank touched Roger's cock:

"Well, I hope you keep this big thing hard, so you can fuck me!"

"Don't worry. I want to leave this house completely spent."

"Well, let me begin spending you."

And Frank got on his knees, and removed Roger's shoes. And Roger's pants. And his underwear. Roger took care of his own shirt and jacket. And Frank saw it, again. Roger's cock. Eight inches of hard and smooth cock. Frank didn't waste a second, he put it in his mouth. And started to suck it.

"Suck me, Frank, please, suck me dry. Make me cum in your mouth, yes! Frank!"

But Frank stopped:

"Let's go to bed."

And so they went to Frank & Janet's room. Frank removed his (few, since he was waiting for Roger) clothes on the way up. And, when Roger lay on Frank's bed, he smiled.

"Come here, Frank. Come here and make me feel good. Please. Like a man can make another man feel."

Frank got his hand on Roger's cock, and moved it up and down.

"So... Do you want me to suck it? Is that what you want? Do you want to cum in my mouth? Can I blow you?"

"Please, Frank, do it. I want to feel my cock deep in your mouth. Suck it, lick it, do everything you want. Everything you know."

Frank did it. He started to lick Roger's cockhead. And his peehole. He kept his hand working on the cock, of course, and he was ready to deepthroat it, but... Frank loved the taste of Roger's precum. Janet should taste it, one day. Better than that, just the real stuff. But that would cum later.

"Suck it, Frank! Please, suck my cock, all of it! I want to feel it deep in your hot mouth."

And Frank sucked Roger's cock. Deep in his mouth, and deep in his throat. He knew how to do it. And he did without forgetting to use his tongue.

Roger loved a good blowjob and both of his lovers were good cocksuckers. Lucy was not shy. She knew how to treat Roger's meat. And Frank, well, Frank was not behind. Like Lucy, Frank was someone who loved to suck a cock. And knew how to do it.

But Frank knew something that Lucy didn't. And Roger was crazy about that. That was his only complaint about Lucy. She never did it. So, whenever he came to see Frank, he asked:

"Please, Frank, do it."

Frank licked (and sucked) Roger's balls and teased:

"Do what?"

"You know... That thing that only you do for me."

"Oh, I think I know what you had in mind!"

And Frank sucked Roger's cock deep in his mouth, again, while he inserted his middle finger in Roger's ass. It felt so good! Lucy never did it, which was obvious. She didn't know how Roger loved to feel something up his ass. But Frank knew, first handed.

"Yes! Please, Frank, wow! Fuck my ass, man, fingerfuck my butt while you suck my cock. Faster! Yes, oh! Shit, I'm so hot, don't stop! Please, Frank, don't stop!"

But Frank stopped. For a second. Not the blowjob, but he removed his finger from his lover's ass. However, a second later Roger felt two fingers entering his ass. Yes, that felt even better.

"Oh, Frank, yes! Hm... God, this feels good, this feels so good, I love it! Suck it, man!"

Frank was moving fast. His mouth was going up and down around his friend's cock, his tongue was running fast over his friend's cock, and both of his hands were moving fast. His right hand was working in Roger's asshole, and his left hand was caressing Roger's balls.