Dad took me fishing the first Saturday in June. School was out; my older brother was working at his first job before his senior year. This was my first time fishing with just me and dad. We drove the old truck at least 15 minutes down a farm road along the river. We gathered our poles, worms, stringer, fishing box with extra hooks, corks, line, knives for cleaning and needle nose plyers to remove a hook from a fish that had swallowed it.

We walked about a quarter mile down the river levee. Dad said there will be other people fishing just around that bend. I wondered where they parked, we didn't pass any cars on the way. Sure enough, there were people on our side of the river, sitting on the bank with poles out over the water. They were clearly ready to stay a while. There was a black lady about dad's age and plump. She had two poles stuck in the bank with corks bobbing over the little waves in the river. This was actually a finger bypass to the main river. It wasn't more than 10 feet deep in most places. The flow was slow enough to allow fish to find calm water here and there. This lady spoke dad's name as she nodded, "Mista Tom. What's ya got there? A new one?"

"Bertha." dad said as he nodded. "You boy here today?"

"Ya sir. You probley find him under the willow tree up a ways. Why don't ya leave this young'un here. He can help me string um if he don't mind. I got chocolate for him."

"Bet you do." dad said. "You stay here and help Bertha, okay?" he said to me. He left everything but one pole with me. He headed up toward a big weeping willow about 50 yards up.

I asked her where she wanted me to be. She had a comfortable place in the shade right beside her. As we were getting me settled in, she leaned into me to check one of her poles. Her big ole titty slid across my left arm and my chest. I leaned back to give her room. She lifted the pole, exposing a hook with no bate. She stayed over me asking, "What do you make of that?"

I had to wallow around to see the hook, causing me to squash her titty. I said, "I have some worms. Want me to bait it for ya?"

She stuck it back in the hole in the bank, lowered it back in the water and said, "I like the sound of that worm you are willing to give me." She was leaning over me. I leaned back more and found my head resting on a round rock. She pulled one of her titties out, moved it over my face and dropped the nipple into my open mouth. I forgot about fishing. I didn't even notice how she opened my jeans and freed my little stiff dick from there. "Raise your ass up boy." I did. She removed my pants and underwear. She moved her left leg over me, pulled up her very loose sack dress sat on my dick without using her hands. My dick suddenly felt warm and wet.

I said, "What if dad sees us?"

She said, "Don't worry bout Mista Tom. He been feeding his worm to me for years. He letten my boy have that cock today. Your daddy got a dick on him like a mule boy. Looks like you might be like that one day too." She let her other titty out and started swinging them back and forth with my head in the middle. She raised herself off me a few inches and said, "Fuck me boy." I did but my mind was on her boy doing something with dad's dick. I couldn't imagine what that meant. She said, "You liken Bertha's pussy boy?"

"I am." I spoke. "I've never had any pussy before. It feels better than jacking off. I think I'm gonna cum soon."

"You ever have someone suck your dick boy?"

"No mam."

She got off me, crawling backwards, dragging those massive titties over me until she could suck my dick. She took most of it in and fucked it up and down with her mouth. She looked at me and said, "Give Big Bertha your cum boy. Don't hold back. I want it all. I love cum. It makes my titties grow." That did it. I shoved it all in her throat and started cumming. She was going "Mmmmum, mmmmmmum" There was no doubt in my mind, she really did like cum.

We got our clothes back in order. She said, "Your daddy always brings me the good ones."

I said, "How is your son getting daddy's dick?"

She said, "Why don't you go see for yourself?"

I started to gather but she stopped me. "This ain't about fishing for fish. Go get educated. You already know how to cum in your hand. Now you know how to cum in a mouth. What difference if the mouth is a boy or a girl? You know what else?" I waited. "I like a dick in the ass sometimes. My boy can't get enough. Looke here." She unrolled a towel by her basket. Inside was a 10-inch, dick shape with veins and all. It was as big around as my forearm. She said, "I used this on him while he waited for your daddy. This is slightly bigger around but the same length as your daddy. My boy uses it to practice deep throat."

I said, "What is deep throat." She picked it up, spit on it a few times, rubbed it wet, looked up, fed it into her mouth until the rubber balls were touching her lips. She eased it all the way out. She said, "Bad as he wants to be better than me, it ain't gonna happen. He still can't do this." She put it back in all the way to the balls but just before they pressed her lips, her tongue came out. She slid the balls over her tongue. Her tongue curled to the back of the balls and made a windshield wiper move there four times. She eased it back out. "That will make um cum almost every time."

Dad and her boy showed up about then. Dad said, "Did you help Bertha boy?"

She said, "He sure did. Bertha got a good taste of this one. You boys done already?"

Her son said, "I'm not but he's got two helpings. I'm pretty sure he is done for the day." He walked over to his momma, pulled out a snake of a dick in front of her. She opened her mouth and swallowed it. She held it there for a bit. He started gently humping her and holding her head. He backed out so I could see it had swollen up a bit. He looked at me, "Wanna try?" I shook my head. That's when Bertha held up one finger in front of my face. She then grabbed his ass. She pushed her mouth over his cock, did the tongue on the balls number and he started bucking like a man having a seizure. After a minute, his long cock fell out of his momma's mouth. She turned toward me, opened it enough for me to see the cum. She swallowed and showed me her empty mouth.

Dad said, "Boy, I gotta warn ya. Once you start eating cum, it's hard to stop." He looked at Bertha and used his right hand to massage his left breast. I knew what that meant.

On the way home I asked if he would show me his dick. He pulled to a stop on the farm road. He pulled his pants down, moved the seat back. Made the back of his seat lay all the way back. It was a clear invitation for me. It seemed like the most natural thing for me to lean over and see how much I could swallow. I only got half of it. It started to swell up. I started fucking it with my mouth. It felt good in there. I let some drool leak out. I caught it dripping off his balls. When I gathered a good amount, I went down on him a little further than before, started rubbing the hand full of drool across his balls down and across his ass hole.

He said, "You ready for your first cum load?" I just moaned. What a wonderful way to start my bi life. Swallowing dad's cum was great. There was plenty for my first experience but clearly nothing like what he would give me in the future. He asked, "How'd you like it?"

I said, "See for yourself." I showed him my hard dick. I said, "Let's go back. I want to fuck Bertha's ass now."

He said, "Can't. She has a schedule. Our time is up for today. However, I would enjoy getting your cum in my ass." I was so hot, I barely got it in till I was cumming. I didn't even know I could cum twice a day. This one took longer than the first. I told dad I'd never cum twice a day. He said, "You are gonna learn to cum twice without losing a hard on. Then you will recover in less than an hour and cum again. Start training your dick to stay up after the first shot. Jack off every morning, twice in a row. It's not only good training for you right now but it will make you able to cum in your 80s, well after your friends have quit producing."