Caught the Boys

First, some background, I lost my wife about 8 years ago, our son Flint, was 8 years old at the time, so I’m a single dad raising a great teenage boy, as father and son, we are close, I was lucky that flint turned out as good as he did, I was always proud and took great pride in our relationship and his upbringing, believe me there were some tough times, but in the end we understood and respected each other. I thought I knew everything about he and I, and we defiantly had no secrets between us, so I thought.

There weren’t many kids in our neighborhood, except Robert, who was the same age and lived a few blocks down, in fact at the school bus stop, there was only flint and Robbie. They have been close friends since they both started school, and often played and did their homework together either at Robbies or our house, as they grew they each had the latest gadgets and electronic games and computers and I would always have to pull them away to eat or go somewhere. As they grew they often had sleepovers both at our house and Robbies, giving me a nice relaxing weekend to myself at least once a month sometimes twice. As a single dad I got some freedom to get away from the house, with friends or to go on the occasional date, Robbies parents were great as well and we reciprocated the sleepovers, the boys were like brothers only they had multiple homes and parents. In the beginning I leaned heavily on Robbies parents as they voluntarily stepped up to help us.

Fast forward to today. One weekend Robbie and flint were at our house, as usual I had to drag them away from their competitive computer games just to eat dinner. We ate and I had some office work to complete so I excused myself and went to the study. The boys did the dishes and settled in to watch a movie on tv. About 10pm I came out and they were both sacked out on the couch. I woke them and said jokingly they were being kinda lame for a Friday night, and I was headed to bed with a headache. Then said to them, it looks like you guys should head up too and laughed, they stayed up a while longer as I heard them hustling up the stairs about an hour later.
Flint had a double bed and although the boys were 16 and bigger they still stayed in the same bed usually with sleeping bags, after all they’ve been doing it since they were 8. I heard them fire up the video games and I fell asleep.

At about 2am I woke up, and heard some whispering, but this was different, it was more pronounced, and somehow seemed sexual to me in nature, maybe I was imagining it, but my curiosity got the better of me and I got up to try to better hear what was going on. I had all kinds of thoughts in my mind as to what it was, from sleep talking, or were they still playing a game, or maybe a movie on the tv, then I thought gee could it be possible they snuck a girl or two up and were actually fooling around with them? From the innocent to the oh my god feelings were running through my head. I slowly approached the room down the hall, toward his bedroom, I stopped just before, the door that was slightly ajar, actually almost half open, when the floorboards squeaked, the noise from the room quickly silenced, realizing I had been heard, ignoringly I continued to walk on past the room, gave a cough or two, and continued to the bathroom, stayed for a while, listening at the bathroom door, no attempt was made from their now quiet room to escape or hide that I could tell. 

I flushed the toilet, ran the water and headed back toward my room. However I stopped in the hall at their open door again, being careful not to hit that same spot in the floor and waited a few minutes, when I heard Robbie whisper “do you think we woke him, or hear us”? And then heard flint say “I don’t know, do you think it’s safe now”? Robbie then said “well if we continue, let’s be real quiet, I think we might have got a little loud there”. I thought to myself they did sneak some girls up. I thought to myself what should I do? And I found myself with a slight hard on with the thought, wanting to just stand outside the door and listen, so I got comfortable and leaned against the wall. I could somewhat see into the room, as the LED lights from the computer, clock, computer games and screensavers and such provided enough light to see outlines and the movement on the bed, the blankets were defiantly moving in an up and down manor, tenting up and down, no sounds this time but I could see a definite up and down movement, it was head movement. After what seemed an eternity, I began to hear sexual type sounds again, moaning and groaning, but yet it was only their voices. What was going on, and who is it going on with?, I thought. Then I realized there were no extra girls in the room, it was Robbie and Flint doing the dirty, I could see Flints head and heard Flints voice and it was now obvious Robbie was under the sheets giving flint what seemed to be pretty good head. I’m embarrassed to say it was pretty hot, and my son was having sex with his best friend, had I missed this?, if so how?, we are so close. Is this the first or has it been going on, have I failed as a dad was my first impressions but then said what if it were a girl, would that be better or worse, was I being homophobic, was I disappointed? How should I react, I’m conflicted, in my head. But wait I should be upset, but am I?, I’m not, why? Do I let them continue? Anyway I did and watched with intrigue. I heard Flint tell Robbie he was about to cum. And heard the awkward spasms of a 16 year old trying to be quiet during orgasm. With that Robbie emerged from the blanket and laid on top of the bed naked with his dick standing straight up at attention, and fFlint positioned his head over it and began giving Robbie a fantastic blow job. I made my way back to my room and thought to myself how I should handle it. I fell asleep wondering and questioning the many many thoughts that were running through my head.

The next morning, I played it cool and had breakfast started, bacon and eggs as was common for our Saturday tradition. The boys came down, as they often did in their pj bottoms and a t shirt, they sat and dug into the food, practically inhaling it, I asked if they slept well, they looked over at one and other and both said in unison yup guess so, smiled and continued eating, they excused themselves and headed up to shower and dress, they came back down and asked if I could take them driving as they both had their permits, so we did. Everything we did that Saturday pointed to signs that I might have missed, surely Robbies parents might have suspected, or did they? Hum, should I bring it up to them? More questions no answers, suddenly I felt so inadequate and a failure as a father. I truly didn’t know how to handle it, and even substituted a girl for Robbie and tried to see if my feelings would change.Soon enough it was bedtime again, I As usual I went up before the boys, and left them alone on the couch. Sitting on the edge of my bed I decided to sneak down to the stairs and see what they were up too, sure enough the tv was blaring and they were in a full on face sucking kiss fest. Once again I was startled in disbelief, I continued to watch with excitement. Soon they turned off the tv and began to head upstairs, I scurried up to my room, and they continued in the bedroom, I stood outside the door again, I was paying closer attention this night, they went at it for a good hour, they kiss, suck, face fuck, rimming and ultimately anal sex, they both switched places and did everything that I never knew they or I even knew about, to the best of my knowledge they both came multiple times, it was so freaking hot I wanted it to continue endlessly. I however retreated back to my bed when they seemed to be finished for the night.The next morning we did our breakfast and flint looked at Robbie and said to me “how did you sleep last night”. I said “fine”, they said “did we keep you up”, I said “no why”, they said “cause they knew I was outside the door for at least two hours”, realizing I was caught, I asked the question, and said, “now Flint you know you can talk to me about anything, why would you keep this from me”?, he replied “I know, but you knew the other night and said nothing”, and he asked if I was disappointed, I said “touché, absolutely not, I love you, in fact I love you both”, and “you are my son and I’m proud of you and always will be”, I couldn’t believe these words were coming out of my mouth, but they were, and they were my actual true feelings, I surprised myself, my homophobic feelings were slowly subsiding. Then boys got up and reached for a three way hug, we stood there for what seemed to be forever, my heart filled with love for my boy and his boyfriend, yes I even thought boyfriend for the first time and I liked it. In passing I asked how long this has been going on they said since the first sleepovers when they were 8, but “it was just a you show me yours I’ll show you mine back then it didn’t progress till a few years ago when puberty hit”, I said “how on earth did I miss this”.Then the question came out, what about Robbies parents, they said that’s another story, for another time.

Suddenly I didn’t feel like a failure as a dad, the experience made me grow, and changed my views as a dad.