Chris pushed the edge of his briefs down below the shaft of his crotch, his balls still trapped inside them, as he began stroking himself. His fingers gliding over the smooth skin were enough to have him very aroused and very happy as he teased himself. It was these few rare moments that he enjoyed very much, alone time to do things like this, after watching the most beautiful specimens before his very eyes. Not porn, hardly ever porn. No, Chris liked to fling himself onto his bed and rub one out after seeing his beautiful father, brother, and uncles, typically in some various stage of undress since even those who didn't live in the manor still managed to have to take clothes off at one point or another. Today had been a true blessing though.

Piper had been cooking while talking with Paige and Phoebe. The men, Chris, Wyatt, Leo, Coop, and Henry sat at the table, making idle chatter. As the women had brought in breakfast a large group of demons had shimmered inside and thrown a few fireballs that Piper stopped or Paige deflected. One of Paige's deflections had hit Leo in the chest, burning a hole through his shirt. Another had barely missed Henry and instead hit a demon behind them. By the end of the fight, the Charmed Sisters had their own scratches to attend to while Leo had a hole in his shirt and Coop's jeans were ripped to shreds below the knee and even on the ass.

He'd been glad to have a little visual aid for his late morning activities. He was very thankful for the sight of his father, one mister Leo Wyatt, as he'd stripped the shirt off and come back downstairs with a plain white t-shirt covering his head. Coop had flashed out quickly after the incident, but not so fast that Chris missed the reason why; Coop's delightfully muscular ass was very plain to see, the light sprinkle of hair, the tight muscle, the bounce, it was all very visible because Chris's uncle Coop was wearing a jockstrap that morning.

These sights had led Chris to where he was now, stroking his aching dick as powerfully as he liked it, moaning in soft little gasps as he rubbed a thumb over the head, panting as his fingers tickled the area between his legs that was just behind his balls, before they pushed onward and soon were rubbing his virgin asshole. As soon as a finger slid inside of him, he was bucking up into the air in climax as his white hot load spilled forth onto his tight abdomen. Chris stared at the sticky mess and smiled. He focused his powers on it once and it soon vanished in a glow of white and blue lights, obeying his whim of teenage horniness and kinky nature. With a smile, he pulled his briefs up as he giggled. He couldn't believe he'd orbed his cum into Wyatt's shampoo.

A knock at the door had him hurriedly pulling his jeans up over his thighs, answering the door as he zipped them. Before him stood his father, the immaculately golden, sun-kissed beauty, Leo.

"Oh, uh, hey Dad," Chris panted, still coming down from his orgasm high.

"Hey, Chris. I thought today we could have a little one-on-one time to work on your powers and magic. What do you think?" Leo asked, a beautiful smile spread across his face.

"Sure. Absolutely, Dad. Yeah, that'd be great." Chris smiled as he imagined how they could practice, and he'd make a 'mistake' and his father would end up shirtless. That would lead to Chris trailing wet kisses down his body and end up with Chris riding the dick that made him like there was no damn tomorrow. He snapped his eyes back up as they had been lingering on Leo's body. "When we leaving?"

"Right now, follow my orb. Lesson 1." Leo disappeared in a glow of light, shining away.

Chris adjusted himself once more to make sure his crotch wasn't too obvious and concentrated on his father, feeling his pattern, the way the man's orb was so familiar, so easy to know, and followed the stream of power as he caught up to Leo.

He appeared a moment later on the bridge, famous for being a favorite of Leo's, a place he came to breathe and think and listen.

"Why are we here?" Chris asked his father, his eyes glued to Leo's bubblebutt in his tight jeans.

Leo turned and smiled at his son. "I wanted to get you out of the house," he said innocently, his eyes glimmering. "Chris, you're a man now, and today, well today I saw your eyes pretty much glaze over whenever I was shirtless and whenever Coop had to leave to change."

"Oh shit... Dad, I-" he began, only to be interrupted by Leo.

"It's fine. It's okay, Chris. Really, it's rather flattering. And it's not like I haven't noticed. Hello, I'm a whitelighter. I hear you in my head. Often. Hell, I timed my arrival perfectly because I heard you moaning and whispering 'Dad' over and over. It didn't take too much to realize what you were doing, Chris."

"Oh my god..."

"Yeah, there was a bit of that said too. Don't worry, buddy. I brought you up here for a reason. It's okay, Chris. Really, it's more than okay. It's rather erotic, if I do say so."

"Wait...what? Dad, are you...?"

"Son, the women of this family are very powerful witches, they are strong women, but they all have the same taste in men in at least one way. They all like bisexuals. However, they can never know this. I cannot tell you how many times we've almost been caught by your mom and aunts. Hell, this morning was a close encounter. If you really paid attention, you would've noticed that besides Coop's jockstrap, which I know you saw, he had a little...something...inside him."

"Wait, what! Are you saying that you and Coop...?"

"Well, he had a plug in because he likes to keep my load in him for a bit. But it's not just me and Coop. It's you, I know. Son, you're gay and I'm fine with that. There's also Henry. Damn, Henry...he is packing some beautiful bodywork. And of course there's your brother. Wyatt really is a cockwhore. You should've seen him last night. We had him covered in our cum, splattered all over his face as he was lying in bed. The boy loved it."

"Oh my god...oh...okay. Lots of information to sink in, Dad. I'm going to need a moment..."

"Well, you don't get one, sorry. My activities got a little disrupted today and since I know you like it, my ass needs a good workout, Chris. Will you do the honors?"

"Dad, you are kidding right? You never talk like this. You never talk about this. You're always so...proper."

"Yeah, but when it comes down to it, your father likes sex and has a hardon and just so happens to know a beautiful boy who'd love to have some fun." This last bit he said with a wink before ripping his white t-shirt open and pulling it off as it shredded.

Chris eyes popped as he was greeted with the true sight of his gorgeous father's sunkissed frame. Leo was completely smooth. Completely. There wasn't a single hair on his abdomen, chest, or underarms. Come to think of it, Chris wasn't even sure he had arm hair really. The idea of what else was smooth had Chris's cock rising to attention, straining underneath the denim of his jeans.

"Well, buddy, it looks like someone does want to play. Why don't you let Daddy take care of that for you?" Leo teased, walking over to meet his son and placing his hands gently on Chris's hips. "All you have to do is say 'no.' I'll stop."

"Don't you dare!" Chris practically begged. "I've been waiting for this for years and I found out you've been hearing me every time I've begged, everytime I've just needed you that badly, to do this, and you say you'll stop? Don't you fucking dare." With that, Chris shoved Leo to his knees, grasping his father by the hair, pulled his face into his groin, feeling Leo's warm breath seeping through his jeans.

The man began undoing his sons tight jeans before forcing them down his thighs. Chris forced Leo's face into his bulging erection, letting his father's cheek press against the straining member in his baby-blue briefs, a dark stain beginning to form from his pre-cum and Leo's tongue teasing the erection underneath. Leo wasted no time in pulling his briefs down before beginning his work on his son's beautiful tool.

"Oh my god, Dad!" Chris cried out as he received the first blowjob of his life, and what would probably remain as the best, as Leo's skillful tongue danced around his hardness.

With an obscene sounding pop Leo looked up into his son's eyes and smiled. "Liking it?" he teased, continuing to stroke the tool in his hands.

"Mmmnph, yeah Dad. You are so talented," he moaned as he thrust eagerly into Leo's hand, the tight embrace making him gasp.

"More talented than you imagine?" Leo asked, rubbing the bulge forming in his extremely tight jeans.

"Oh yeah! But if you don't start up again I'm going to start fucking your mouth," Chris urged, pressing his cock against Leo's lips.

"I don't see why both can't happen," Leo said with a wink as he began to eagerly suck on the dick in front of him. His hands roamed around Chris's body, resting on his firm ass, and began to knead the cheeks, squeezing the mounds in his hands as he began to move Chris in a thrusting pattern until the boy finally started pumping in and out of Leo's mouth. Chris smiled as he got more forceful, his fingers knotted in his father's hair as he forced Leo to swallow all of his cock. The older man was choking on the cock, coughing around it and humming and leaking saliva across his jawline as his throat was used.

Leo's hand began pulling Chris's ass open. He pressed a finger against his son's tight opening and, with a quick push timed perfectly with him deep-throating Chris's cock, his finger slid into his ass.

"Mmmnph, dad, yes dad. Goddamn!" he grunted as he roughly forced his dick down Leo's throat. He pulled his dick out and slapped Leo in the face, precum and spit marking his face once more, before jamming it in his mouth. Leo used his free hand to attack his jeans, managing to pop the button off in his haste to remove his jeans. Once he had them open he forced them to his knees, letting them bunch against the floor as his hand entered into his tighty whities and began stroking his aching cock.

Leo was already close, just from this morning's activities and his plans and all the possibilities now that Chris had joined into the fun, so, with a few quick twists of his wrist, a thumb scrape across the head of his cock, and a particularly nice move by Chris as he moved his foot up to rub his shoe against Leo's balls, Leo came inside of his briefs, soaking them through with shot after shot of his seed.

As Leo moaned around Chris's cock, his hands began to stroke his son as well. The sensory overload had Chris close. He yanked his father's head back by his hair, hard enough to send the man onto his back, sprawled across the metal support. Chris sat on his chest, his tight ass pressed against his father's strong torso, and began to furiously pump his dick. Leo's hand crept up, one tweaking his nipples as the other caressed his balls. His hand was warm against Chris's member and he soon began thrusting against the palm too.

With a cry of "Daddy!" Chris came, shooting his load across Leo's face. He looked down, exhausted, and smiled as he saw Leo with cum across his chin, lips, cheeks, and everywhere else. A large shot had landed perfectly in his open mouth, which Leo quickly swallowed before Chris bent down and pressed his lips to his dad's.

"That was fun," was all he said as he tasted his own cum.

"That was amazing," Leo responded. "Let's go home so I can get that cock in my ass. It's feeling particularly empty."

With that, the two men orbed back to the manor, wearing just their briefs.