
My wife divorced me because I was a workaholic. By the time I realized it, it was too late to save our marriage, but there was still time to save my relationship with my boys. I was able to take Dylan with me, and I swore I would stop working 70-hour weeks. I have, mostly, but it hasn’t been easy. Part of it was just that work is a way to escape the pain of my wife keeping Canyon. I love both my boys, but Canyon was younger and I felt the divorce hurt him more. On his 18th birthday, he moved in with me and Dylan. Now I feel like my life is complete. For the first time in my life, I’m watching the clock wanting to go home and weekends are absolutely our time! Nobody else, just me and my wonderful boys. I started fucking Dylan shortly after my wife and I split. We both wanted it and it just sort of happened. Actually, Dylan wanted it. I wasn’t sure at first. He’s my son! But I was single and horny. I certainly wasn’t getting into dating women. Dylan’s ass turned out to be more than I could resist. When I saw how much he liked my dick, well, I didn’t want to. But, I’d give my boys anything. He has a nice fat dick of his own, though. I feel like it’s my fatherly duty to teach him how to use it. With his brother Canyon here now, more than happy to bottom for both of us, Dylan is learning to fuck his brother. Not that he won't still be taking me from time to time. Dylan’s ass is still mine, and I’m not giving it up. I love watching them together, though. Sometimes that’s all I really need. Saturday was one of those days. We all three crawled into my bed for our afternoon playtime. Things were heating up, and I told Dylan to eat his brother’s ass. He dove right in. He may be new at topping, but he’s taken to it like a duck to water, as they say. When he had Canyon moaning and so much in heat that he could hardly suck my cock, it was time. I held Canyon against my chest, while Dylan worked that fat cock of his into Canyon’s tight hole. That boy has a vice grip that is just amazing. I have a feeling he might just be a natural bottom and, as long as he’s my bottom, that’s fine with me! I’m pretty sure Dylan would agree. I was rock hard, myself, but I was content to just watch my boys fuck. Dylan worked his brother over, really good. Canyon ended up on his back with his head in my lap while his brother filled him up.