Description: It hasn’t been easy being a single dad. They say it takes two to fight and maybe that’s true but I can’t stop blaming myself for the end of my marriage, most importantly, that my sons have grown up without a mother. Although, the fact that I have custody says a lot about the state of the marriage that failed. Still I’ve always felt like I was playing catch up. Recently, though, things have taken a crazy turn. When my son Atlas came out as being trans, it was not a total shock. He was always a tomboy. On the other hand it threw me for a loop. It was just yet another thing I felt ill equipped to deal with and wished I had someone else to confide in. Fortunately, Atlas has really been independent. He knows what he wants and he’s set about getting it. Of course, he’s young and young is young, no matter your gender. He got into that really unfortunate relationship with his college professor, but those things happen. I never did anything like that, but I think male professors are more likely to get involved with students than women are. Strictly speaking, it’s not illegal, strictly speaking it’s not even against the rules, as long as there is no evidence of academic favoritism. I don’t think it would have been an issue if Atlas wasn’t trans. On the other hand, it was not a good thing and I couldn’t approve. On the other hand my boy was hurting and I had to give him some comfort. What neither of my boys know is that I’m bi. I chose a straight path and got married and I’ve stuck to it. Until now. When Atlas was a girl, I never had a single thought about her. Fathers do NOT think about their daughters! Of course, most would say the same about fathers and their sons. Since Atlas has transitioned, though, it has made things seem different. Watching my son grow into himself has been amazing. And… well… hot. I’ve tried to behave myself, although thinking about him with Professor Snow, well, it was hard not to think about being me. Then suddenly it was me! I guess I should feel guilty, but I just can’t. Then Atlas admitted that his older brother and he have been having sex for sometime. This was all getting way too confusing. We just can’t be keeping secrets from each other. Facts are facts and they need to be out in the open. Last night I sat the boys down for a talk, and put everything out on the table. I didn’t know what was going to happen. I didn’t know what I wanted to happen. I really didn’t expect what did happen. I told them that I knew about what they had been up to. Then I admitted what Atlas and I had been up to. I told them that we absolutely can’t keep secrets. Whatever happens we have to be honest about it. Then they came over and sat on either side of me. They were looking at each other and suddenly my two handsome boys were kissing each other right in front of me. I swear it was the hottest thing I ever saw in my life. Then I kissed Atlas. I turned toward Nico. Even though he’s fucking Atlas, I always assumed he was straight. He’s always dated girls. But he leaned in and kissed me, too. Hard and deep, and I kissed him back. Then they noticed the boner in my pants. My cock was so hard it hurt. I think it was bigger than it’s been in my life. I didn’t say anything. They just pounced on it. Both of them. Together! Worshiping the dick that made them, and me just laying back trying to keep breathing. We moved to the other sofa and got Atlas undressed, then me and Nico took turns fucking him. I’ve never felt closer to my boys. We went as long as we could then I bred my boy. When I pulled out, he was lying there between me and his brother while the two of us watched my cum ooze out of Atlas’ bonus hole. I didn’t know it was possible to feel so completely raunchy and utterly wholesome at the same time.