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...From the last chapter...
...He was sitting in my lap again,
but with my cock lodged
deep inside his ass; I couldn't fathom how
deep. I could see he was still as erect as
can be, his ball sac pulled tightly up against him beneath his
rod. I saw the muscles of his thighs flex as he lifted himself a
bit and lowered back onto my bursting cock. "Eeeh, oh..." he
chirped, but continued the onslaught on his anus. I wrapped my
hands on his ribs, clearly visible. He continued to ride my tool
and I was ready to shoot. I saw through half-closed eyes that his
pricklet was starting to fire again, and I saw him pulsing,
writhing. "Oh, oh, oh..." I could feel his sphincter
pulsing and gripping my cock.
That was all it took. I
unloaded a barrage of cum into
his tunnel of love for what seemed like ten minutes, the cloying scent
of lavender and ass filling my nostrils...
Goodnight, John Boy - Chapter 2
I beat off in the shower to the
thought of what had taken place and to the prospect of future
encounters to come. I had finally crossed that line into the
forbidden with John and, once past the point of no return, I could only
wonder why I hadn't done it earlier. As quiet as John was, I had
little concern he would tell anyone.
I replayed in my mind again the action of cumming in his 12 year old
ass, of tucking him in with a good night kiss on his spent tool,
licking off all the evidence of his mighty boy orgasm from his lap
before telling him to have sweet dreams. He had fallen asleep
quite quickly as I sat on the bed next to him, stroking his
cheek. The smile on his angelic face told me he didn't seem
to be 'damaged goods' now-- far from it.
After taking a shower, I slipped into a tee shirt and a pair of light
sweat shorts and headed down the hall to check on the kids. As I
turned the corner to the living room, however, I noticed the video game
was still on the screen but the kids were gone. I peeked into the
kitchen, but they weren't there. As I headed back down the hall I
noticed Brandon's bedroom door was closed. I put my ear to the
door, listening to see if I could hear anything. I heard nothing,
so I turned the knob and stepped into his room. The light was on,
but I didn't see the kids, so I started to leave the room when I heard
some giggling coming from Brandon's closet. After looking toward
the closet, I looked over toward Brandon's bed and saw the children's
clothes scattered on the floor. This was going to be
I opened the closet door and there before me in the large closet stood
Brandon, naked except a tee shirt pulled up and tucked under his
chin, his Scooby Doo underwear crumpled up beside him. Jackie was
down on her knees in front of him, wearing only
a pair of pink panties. She pulled her hand back away from his
erect little two incher as the closet filled with light.
Brandon quickly pulled his tee shirt down over his baby boner, which
only made the erection more obvious as it pressed against the
thin cotton. We weren't a sexually repressed family, and I'd seen
Brandon run around naked many times, but I don't think I'd seem him
with an erection since his diaper days. Although I thought he was
as cute as a button, I hadn't really thought of him sexually beyond
normal curiosity. I noticed Jackie didn't seem to have even the
beginning buds of boobs. She was as flat as Brandon.
"What's going on in here?" I asked as if I had no idea. No, I
wasn't at all disturbed by the normal sex play of two young kids and,
in fact, I was almost proud of my boy for finally getting his
prize. What bothered me was just how hot the scene in front of me
was and my excitement at seeing Jackie in such a state of
undress. I was straight acting, but definitely not
straight. I didn't even consider myself bisexual except by
necessity, considering I was married.
"Nothing!" Brandon said quickly, his face beet red as he shifted on
his feet. Bratty Jackie just grinned nervously.
"Nothing, huh?" I said slyly, enjoying the view. In my perverted
mind, it amused me that before tonight I had never touched a child
I might actually be able to molest all three children in my care in one
night. I felt my cock growing in my shorts, and I chastised
myself for not putting on any underwear.
Jackie stood from the floor of the closet, her hands covering the front
of her panties which had little flowers around the waist. She
cast her eyes downward, but I couldn't tell if she was looking at the
floor or at my shorts, and I felt my cock swelling even more. I
crouched down to hide my growing erection.
"Come here, guys," I told them, and they slowly moved toward me,
uncertain what I wanted. I put my arms around each of their
waists. I could feel Brandon's naked bottom beneath my left arm,
the soft skin of his hip on my hand. My right hand rested on
Jackie's cotton clad hip, my right index finger resting on the flowered
edge of her panties.
"We were just playing house," Jackie said, her voice shaking slightly;
her confidence all but gone.
"We were pretending we were married," Brandon added, and
Jackie shot him a death stare.
It was so ridiculous I just had to chuckle, which made him blush even
more deeply. I looked at his crotch and noticed his weenie still
a little stiff under his shirt and I could see the ridge of his cut
little cocklet clearly. My eyes scanned over to Jackie and I
noticed how low her little panties hung on her waist and just how hot
it looked to see my finger rubbing along the waistband.
I know I should have let them go with some parental warning, but I
didn't. Perhaps it was because a door had been opened in my mind
with John, or maybe because I knew I could turn this to my
advantage. I looked up to Jackie's face. "Why does Brandon
have his underwear off and you don't?" I asked her. She shrugged
her shoulders. "That doesn't really seem fair, does it?"
She shrugged again.
"Do you think that's fair, Brandon?" I asked him, shifting my stare
to my son.
"Umm..." he said as his hands twisted the material of the shirt at his
groin. As he did so, I could see the shifting of his hands caused
the bottom of his scrotum to appear below the hem. "No?" he
answered in a question.
"He has a shirt, though,"
Jackie whined, as if that made a bit of sense.
"Good point," I told her. What the fuck did I just say? "I
can't just pretend this didn't happen, though, can I?" I asked
both. Of course I could-- and should. But my mouth was
working more quickly than my twisted mind. "And you don't want
your mom to know what you were doing in here, do you Jackie?" I asked
"I guess not," Jackie said, pouting.
"Then it's only fair that you take off yours, right?" Her hands
were twisting in front of her as she considered what I was
saying. In my peripheral vision, I could see Brandon's eyes grow
wide. I turned my face toward Brandon, "But that means you have
lose the shirt, buddy." His eyebrows raised up as far as they
could go. I could see him pinching his cocklet between his thumb
and first two fingers through the shirt as he pondered this.
"But I... I..." Jackie stammered.
"But nothing," I interrupted. "You guys want to play husband and
wife? Fine. Then you both
have to be naked." I
had no idea where I was going with this except to get both these kids
clothesless for my own sexual gratification. Is that so wrong?
Jackie raised her hands toward the top of her panties, running her
thumbs along the top edge. "Yes,"
I thought. "Just do it..."
"I don't know," said Jackie. "Are you sure you won't tell?" she
"Cross my heart," I told her sincerely, removing my
hand from her waist and making a cross atop by pounding heart. "I
won't tell a soul." I returned my hand to her waist, but on the
hip closer to me this time.
"Ok," she said, accepting the crossed heart as a most sacred promise.
"But you have to cross your hearts, too," I told them, binding them to
Brandon was the first to swear. He lifted his right hand to cross
his heart, which caused my son's shirt to raise up and his little
pecker to pop out from beneath
short shirt and I saw Jackie's eyes drop to his small hard-on.
"Cross my heart and hope to die. Now your
turn, Jackie," he said, but his hand pulled the shirt back down over
his swollen boyhood. She repeated Brandon's words and actions
across her tiny left nipple.
"Now let's get this over with," I said as if I were performing some
monotonous chore. I slipped my fingers down under the waistband
little panties, pulling them down slowly along her waist an inch or
I could almost see her little pussy as I stretched them down, holding
them in that position. I noticed she had a subtle tan line,
probably from her bikini bathing suit, that was now visible to my
hungry eyes. She reached down and held her panties in place so
that we were playing a gentle game of tug-of-war. "You promised,"
I told her which, of course, she hadn't. She had only promised
not to tell.
Jackie's hand held its ground and I actually thought about
stopping. I didn't really need to see her naked and I wasn't even
sure if I wanted to, but I guess a part of me had wanted to put the
little brat in in her place. I released her panties and she
pulled them back onto her hip, pulling them a little higher than before
which had the effect of making her mound even more pronounced. I
pulled Brandon over sideways with my left hand and rested my right hand
on his other hip.
"Will you take them off if Brandon takes off his shirt?" I asked, and
the question surprised me as I asked it. She cocked her head and
looked at me like she was thinking about it. "Come on, buddy," I
told him. "Let's get that shirt off."
"Ok," he said timidly, but his hands just kept the shirt pulled
down. I shifted to my knees and grabbed ahold of the hem of his
shirt, pulling up. Brandon didn't resist like Jackie, though, and
I began pulling his shirt up past his tummy as I admired my boy's
thoroughly erect little nine year old cock and his balls as I did
so. I noticed Miss Priss watching intently as I continued to pull
his shirt up. He raised his thin arms up above his head and I
pulled the shirt up over his head and off his arms, tossing it behind
me to the other clothes scattered on his floor.
He started to cover his package with his hands but I moved my hand
between his arm and his body, pressing it flat against his belly and
sliding it down to his dickie. When my hand reached his, I just
kept going until my hand touch the base of his absolutely rock-hard
penis, my other hand coming to rest on his tight little bottom.
His face went red again and a nervous smile crept across his
face. He slowly moved his hands away from his groin and I grabbed
his little shaft with my thumb and index finger, rolling it around
I noticed Jackie's hand moved over from the waistband of her panties to
her little mound and rubbed it a little. Then she, just like her
older brother, licked her lips lightly as she stared at my hand as it
masturbated my son.
"Go on," I told her. "You want to touch your husband's penis,
don't you?" I glanced down to my lap and noticed the head of my
own erect cock and part of the shaft was sticking out the leg of my
shorts an inch or
two. I made no attempt to conceal it.
Jackie looked over at me quickly, and I knew the answer was yes.
She returned her stare to Brandon's little erection before slowly
moving the hand that was rubbing her mound over to his cocklet.
Brandon's gaze followed her hand as it crossed the short distance
between them. As she got within an inch or so of where my hand
was fondling him, I could feel him push his hips forward toward her,
and I helped him by pointing it toward her outstretched hand.
When the head of his penis touched the backs of her fingers, she pulled
it away slightly. She licked her lips again and, after a moment,
she stretched her fingers open, reached over, and placed her fingers on
top of his head. Brandon gasped.
"It's so hot," she said, and I couldn't agree more. Although I
knew she was thinking temperature, I was thinking erotic. I
released Brandon's stiffy and sat
back on to my ass, keeping my left hand on his rump. My right
hand glided up my leg to my cock, which was now lifting the leg of my
shorts and suspended above my thigh. I rubbed the head of my cock
and felt the precum oozing from my piss slit, smearing it on my
fingers. Jackie just held his tiny peter with her fingertips, her
eyes locked on target.
I released my cock and reached out to Jackie's hand, running my moist
fingers across the back of her hand and I noticed how my hand nearly
covered hers. I closed my hand on hers, and began to slide it
back and forth across the top of his penis, and I looked at the
expression on Brandon's face. My sweet little nine year old boy
had a look of pure lust on his face.
I let go of Jackie's hand, admiring the streaks of my juices as they
shone across the back of her hand as it continued the motion on his
dick. My hand returned to my own prick, rubbing it slowly as I
watched. "You should feel his balls," I instructed. "But be
careful, Jackie. They're very tender."
She took a deep breath and, rather than let go of his dick, she lifted
her other hand, palm up, to his crotch and she cupped his tightly drawn
sac. I pushed Brandon's bottom gently, pushing his penis ever
closer to Jackie. "Uhh..." Brandon moaned as she fondled his
prepubescent balls. I released my cock again and moved it up to
Jackie's ass, massaging it gently. She either didn't notice or
didn't care now, focussed on the task at hand. As she continued
to play with my boy's pricklet, I raised my hand to the small of her
back and slid it down, slipping my fingers in the back of her
panties. My moist fingers were now inside her underpants,
touching the naked skin of her ten year old ass. She glanced over
at me for a second and then shifted her attention down toward my lap,
where my cock was almost entirely sticking out of my shorts.
Again, I made no effort to adjust my position. Her eyes lingered
on my much larger cock for a moment before returning her stare to
Brandon, whose eyes were now closed. His hands were on his bony
hips, and he was sort of pumping into her hand.
I ran my middle finger down the crack of Jackie's ass while, at the
same time, pushing the thin cotton half way down her butt, exposing the
tops of her cheeks. I continued to lower my hand, sneaking my
middle finger down between her legs, exploring and enjoying the
warmth. She pushed back slightly with her butt, which pushed my
hand further between her thighs. I pushed my hand down, exposing
her entire bottom now, the material of her panties now stretched to
their limit. The waistband of her panties was beginning to inch
down her hips. I turned my hand over then and grabbed the crotch
of her panties in my hand and pushed them down a little more
forcefully, and I saw the panties give. They slipped down in
front, exposing her hairless crotch.
Jackie released Brandon's nuts and started to reach back to pull her
back up, but then she stopped and returned her hand to his
scrotum. I took that as the sign I needed and pushed her panties
down her legs to her thighs. At that point, gravity took over and
her undies fell to her ankles. My hand returned to her ass, and I
pushed my middle finger again between her thighs. She stepped one
leg out of her panties and, when it returned to the floor, her legs
were spread a little further than before. I ran my finger further
between her firm upper thighs, rubbing in little circles as it went
until I felt the bottom edge of her slightly moist little slit.
I felt my cock begin to twitch, and I was concerned I would blow my
load too soon. I let go of Jackie and pinched the head of my cock
hard, stopping the impending orgasm. Jackie looked over at what I
was doing. After about 15 seconds, I stood from the floor and
moved over toward my son's bed. I turned on the rotating,
translucent light on the dresser next to his bed which he would often
turn on when I tucked him in at night. The little sailboats
projected onto the walls of his bedroom and I turned back toward the
kids in front of the closet. Their position hadn't changed, so I
moved over toward the door and flicked off the overhead light before
closing the bedroom door.
The room was now darker, but with the night lamp it wasn't too dark,
and the images of the sailboats rotating about the room gave it a
completely different atmosphere. "Come over here guys," I said as
kicked at the clothes on the floor before sitting down on the edge of
Brandon's bed. I noticed the sports sheets, covered in baseballs,
soccer balls, footballs, and baseball bats when combined with the
rotating lamp seemed highly erotic. Bats and balls, balls and
Jackie and Brandon looked over at me, uncertain exactly what I was
asking. "Come here," I repeated, patting the sheets. Jackie
released him and bent over to pick up her panties. "No, Jackie,"
I told her. "Just leave them there and come over here,
honey." She and Brandon moved over toward the bed and he covered
his dickie again with his hands. I nearly laughed at the
absurdity of his modesty at this point.
"Get on the bed," I told them, patting it again a few times.
Jackie climbed up onto the bed onto her back and eased up toward the
pillow. Brandon climbed up at the foot of the bed as I swiveled
on my butt toward Jackie. My cock was still fully erect, but
inside my shorts now, pressing them up and out grotesquely, and I made
sure Jackie saw it. Her eyes were bulging and her hand was back
to slowly rubbing her puffy lips. I pulled my shirt off and
tossed it over with the rest of the clothes.
"Scoot up, Bran. Up here with Jackie," I told him. He began
crawling on hands and knees toward her like a puppy. His face was
turned toward me, though, and my son was definitely checking out my
tented shorts in awe. I leaned back onto my forearm to give him a
"What are we gonna do?" Jackie asked, somewhat nervous.
"Oh, you'll see," I told
her. Brandon straddled her lower legs and sat back, lifting his
body upright, and I admired his little stiffy as it jutted up toward
ceiling, wiggling slightly as he settled in. "Keep going," I told
him. He looked at me curiously, not knowing what I meant, so I
sat up and moved to his side on the tiny twin bed. As I lifted
him up under his arms
pulled him up so he was straddling Jackie's chest, his knees up against
her armpits, I felt his
thigh graze my swollen cock and it sent shivers through my
His two inch boy cock was now only a foot or so away from Jackie's
face as he gently rested the weight of his bottom on Jackie's
chest. She lifted her head and stared directly at my son's
willie. "Give it a kiss," I instructed her as I reached over and
took his penis between my fingers. "Kiss Brandon's pee
pee." I felt his little boner twitch. "It's what husbands
and wives do..." With my left hand, I lifted his bottom up off
her chest, which pushed his cock closer to her lips. He didn't
resist. She lifted her head slightly and gave my boy a
little peck, right on the tip of his pecker. She pulled
away. "Good girl, Jackie. Wasn't that nice?" She
nodded hesitantly. "Now put it in your mouth and suck on it a
little." I expected her to balk at that, but she raised her hands
to his butt cheeks, lifted her head, and put the head of his cock
between her lips. I could feel her breath on my hand as I held my
son's erection before I released it and stroked Jackie's hair.
"There you go," I said. "Keep doing that." I eased off the
bed and slipped my shorts down my hips, releasing my aching cock from
its confines. I saw both kids look over at me, a little
surprised, but not as much as I would have thought. Jackie was
still suckling on Brandon's dick, and he was making a slow, short
humping motion into her face. I squeezed my meat, pulling the
skin of my cock up over my head. As I did this, the precum that
coated my cock head made a squishing noise. I let go of my dick,
wanting to prolong the feeling, and got back on the bed with the little
love birds. With my left hand, I reached down and squeezed my
cock head, which caused a a little dollop of precum to ooze out of my
piss slit. I scooped it up on my finger tip and brought it up and
rubbed it onto the shaft of my son's cock. It shined on his
little stiffy and pulsed as the rotating lamp made each pass.
"Push it in deeper, Bran." I watched as Brandon arched his hips
more, pushing his little penis deeper into her mouth, and I saw my
precum on his shaft disappear as it slid deeper into her mouth.
As it came back out, I could now see the shininess was replaced with
her saliva. "Perfect," I told them. "Keep doing it just
I sat up and admired my work. Before me, Jackie was squeezing my
son's butt cheeks, pulling his cock into her little mouth as I fondled
my cock beside them. My other hand began playing with my balls,
and I moaned in pleasure as I saw Jackie slightly arching her back,
lifting little Brandon up further into her face.
"Can we have sex now?" Brandon asked so innocently, his voice somewhat
strained. I was a little surprised by his question, though I
guess I shouldn't have been. Kids these days know so much more
about sex that I did at their age.
"Sure," I replied. "If you want to." God, I wanted them
to. Brandon scooted back, and his cock popped out of the ten year
old's mouth, all shiny and spitty. Jackie's face leaned forward
greedily and tried to latch onto his cocklet again, as if she wanted
more. He obliged, and pressed his dick back into her mouth all
the way and held it there while Jackie sucked like a baby. I saw
her cheeks suck into her mouth around her teeth as she suckled.
After a moment, he pulled back out and shimmied down her body.
I offered no further instruction, curious to see how the tykes did on
their own. I leaned back on my side and scooted up next to
Jackie. I was propped up on my arm, which was behind the pillow
above her head. I reached down and held the base of my shaft and
rubbed it into her side, above her hip, smearing my precum on her soft
skin. She moved her left hand onto my hip and caressed me gently.
Looking back toward Brandon, I saw him between her legs. He bent
over and kissed Jackie's swollen pussy lips and she moaned, spreading
her legs for her new lover. "Good
for him," I thought. That wouldn't have been my next move, but I was proud of
my little pussy-hungry breeder boy. I released my cock and began
rubbing her tummy in circles as Brandon lifted her legs up, bending
them at the knee, and her left leg was leaned over onto mine beside
her. He bent down deep and gave a longer, more passionate kiss on
her girl parts.
I eased my hand down her belly to Brandon's mouth on her twat. He
lifted his head slightly, looking up at me, and I saw his lips and all
around his mouth were covered in his saliva and maybe even some of her
juices? I didn't know if little girls produced any, but the
thought made my dick twitch. With my left hand, I spread her
labia apart and nodded back at Brandon. He dove back in and
slowly started lapping at her cunt with his tongue. What he
lacked in technique, he made up for in enthusiasm-- I'll give him
that. Little Jackie didn't seem to give a shit about his
technique, as she was writhing beneath me, moaning and groaning.
I absent-mindedly thought how pleased my wife would be to know how much
her son, at least, enjoyed cunnilingus before I pushed her right out of
my mind laughing inside at the absuridy of it all.
After another couple minutes of that, Brandon just stopped and sat
up. I noticed he was still fully erect and staring at her
pussy. He gripped his weenie between his fingers and played with
it slightly and I could tell he was thinking of what to do next.
I could almost hear the wheels turning in his mind. He leaned
forward, leaving his knees planted on the bed between her legs, and
walked his hands up over her bent and spread legs. This had the
effect of moving him into the missionary position, and I watched with
interest as his little nail moved up atop her crotch. He
apparently knew what he wanted...
I watched with more than a little amusement as his little bubble butt
bounced around on top of her, obviously trying to get his teenie weenie
into her hole. He seemed to be getting a little frustrated, based
on the grunts and other noises he was making. Jackie's moans,
however, seemed to indicate she enjoyed the grinding. He finally
lifted himself up above her and reached down with his right hand and
took hold of his little pecker. He was trying to jab and aim it
into her, but with no success. Jackie didn't seem to enjoy this
part as much and I considered assisting, but opted against it.
After several more tries, I could tell he'd found his mark. He
eased down into her with a long, low groan. His head was lifted
and I watched as his eyes rolled up into his head. He had an
almost pained look on his face and was biting on his lower lip. I
knew my son would never be just my little boy after that. Jackie
sucked in her breath. "Aahhh..." she groaned, and I wondered if
he was taking her cherry. I didn't know how those things worked,
never having been with a virgin girl and, honestly, never having spent
a moment wondering before today, but I imagined his little spike was
probably still too childish to accomplish that mission tonight.
This wasn't just sex play; it was full-on sex. Brandon started
humping erratically into her, and I loved watching his clumsiness mixed
with his obvious passion. My boy banged the little brat
mercilessly, his little hands grasping the little sports sheets tightly
as his hips bucked again and again. I noticed again the swirling
light of the sailboat lamp as it bathed their naked and sweating bodies
in its light.
Just then, I saw Jackie's face contort even more and she started making
erratic gasps. Was she having an orgasm? Was that even
possible? She began squealing and shrieking a little and it was
almost actually scary. I wondered if she would wake up John in
the room next door. Maybe even the neighbors... At the same
time, I noticed Brandon's body tense up, every little muscle seeming to
stand out on his scrawny body.
"Uhhhh, uhhh, arghhh..." he roared, a noise bigger than him, and I knew
my baby boy was firing blanks into his target.
I couldn't take any more. I got up onto my knees and took my
sopping cock in my fist, pounding it hard. My eyes closed, but I
could hear the screams and groans of passion from the kids on the
little twin bed with me. I opened my eyes right as I felt the cum
shooting up from the base of my cock, just in time to see the spurts of
my semen as it splattered against my son's back and Jackie's
chest. A little glob landed against my son's cheek and I watched
as it dribbled down a little.
Brandon looked over at me, even in his passion, and reached his right
hand up and rubbed my cum from his cheek. He didn't looked
pleased as he looked at his hand and then back to my still pulsing cock.
"Sorry," I told him, though I wasn't really. He just closed his
eyes and lay his head onto Jackie's heaving chest as I watched the
streaks of cum on his back begin to liquefy and dribble down to his
bony ribs, his chest rhythmically expanding a contracting as he
It was all so peaceful. Brandon looked like he was falling into a
post-orgasmic slumber and Jackie was slowly rolling her head back and
forth, rubbing her prepubescent nipple. Just then, I heard the
loud groan of the electric garage door as it began to rise...
To be continued...