So much of my past all came rushing back to me once I discovered that both of my sons were looking for me. Canyon and Dylan both, who I only recently learned about. The memories just kept flooding my mind with every question from the boys, and I did my best to answer. I got so overwhelmed, it sent my mind reeling to the point where I couldn’t even sleep. It was disturbing, having to go over all the details from a time in my life I had worked so hard to forget. I had kept that hurt buried in the corners of my mind for so long, praying I would never have to uncover it again. But my boys had put in so much effort to track down their old man, and I didn’t want to hold onto the regret of abandoning them when I had the chance to step up and be the father that they deserved. It’s not like I wanted to lose contact, but when Canyon’s mother promised she wouldn’t demand child support so long as I disappeared completely from his life, I accepted that the ultimatum was final. Meanwhile, in his search to find his real father, the boy ended up discovering that I had a second son, Dylan. As much of a whirlwind as it was to learn all of this at once, it felt like it was long overdue, like somehow the universe was giving me the opportunity to atone for my own guilt.After tossing and turning trying to put myself back to sleep, I ended up lounging on the couch early in the morning when I was greeted by my firstborn in his underwear. I guess I wasn’t the only one having a hard time adjusting to the new normal we were establishing for our new family unit.It was hard not to admire Canyon’s young body with so much of his skin showing in what he wore to bed that night. It was even harder to maintain my composure as he leaned against me to cuddle, with his hand casually placed on my leg. With his fingers climbing higher up on my thigh, approaching my groin, despite enjoying the closeness of cuddling with my son, my body couldn’t help but respond to his tender touch. Canyon was biting his lip as he turned tentatively to meet my gaze. Without speaking a word, I recognized that innocent look of need sparkling in his eyes as he inched closer towards my face. The tension was thick, but with our eyes locked on each other, we closed the gap between us as if we were drawn together by a natural force like magnets.The moment our lips connected in a kiss, it was as if a weight had been lifted. I felt Canyon press his body against me, his hands getting bolder in their exploration of my growing bulge, while also stroking his other hand across my chest. The tender touches continued until my son assumed the position between my legs, pulled out the cock that made him, and started to suck me. It was a sight to behold, looking down at my own son so eager to swallow my cock while also giving my sensitive nipples his attention.Hearing Canyon groan as I tickled his hairless hole with my full beard turned me on so much. It made my tongue push past his sphincter to taste his sweet ass. I noticed a change in his demeanor as he pulled his cheeks apart for me. The wet, sloppy sounds from tongue-fucking him paired with the pleasure-laced moans that escaped Canyon’s lips filled the room. I turned to see that his brother Dylan had stumbled upon the two of us.My second son sat down right beside his brother and joined in on our fun. I was so pleased that we could finally put the past behind us and focus on being open and honest with each other moving forward. Despite the session starting out between me and Canyon, I took every chance I had to pause and revel in the strong connection both of my boys had between each other. Nonchalantly encouraging them to stroke each other’s erections, kiss passionately, or do whatever made their bodies feel good as they played.The apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree as I waved Dylan over to take my place, rimming his brother’s hole. I leaned in for a kiss, muffling the boy’s moans as his sibling’s tongue worked over that pucker so well it made Canyon’s toes curl. Witnessing firsthand how much pleasure my sons gave one another only made me realize that we could make up our own rules as a family. This was how we wanted to express our love for each other and we were all comfortable in doing so.I’ve shared my past with my sons, and I’ve shared my home with them. Why not share that sexual bond with them also? I’ve got to say, sharing my firstborn's tight hole with the son I never knew I had was an experience that only brought all of us closer. With a big smile plastered across Canyon’s face as his brother pumped his hole balls deep and being pulled into a deep kiss once his dad started long-dicking the boy, it’s safe to say that we were getting well adjusted to our new normal.