Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 16:40:49 -0700 (PDT) From: Paul Mendenhall Subject: Daddy's New Boy Part Three Jason's eyes fluttered open and for a moment he wondered where he was. The ceiling was unfamiliar, the smells new. Then he remembered: this was his new home, the basement apartment he shared now with his lover, Jake. Big Daddy and John had invited them to move into the "mother-in-law" apartment of their house; though in this case it was more like "brother-in-law." Their Mom hadn't objected, as she had a new boyfriend who wasn't particularly keen on having teen boys around. He stretched his legs languorously, and a twinge of pain shot through his butt. Ah, yes; last night he lost his anal virginity at last. Jake had been reluctant to take this final step with Jason, as he was so small. But it seemed like the perfect time, when they were starting their new life together in their first home. John had coached Jason in the niceties of giving his man anal pleasure and prepared him for the big event with a thorough douching and a Valium. And Jake had been so patient and loving, spent so much time stretching and licking at his rear entrance, John was begging for it by the time it finally happened. Nevertheless, there had been pain. How could there not be? The brothers had compared notes. Bid Daddy fully deserved his name, with a penis that was ten-and-half inches long and eight inches around. But Jake was not far behind, with nine-and-a-half inches in length and seven inches in circumference. Add-in the fact that Jason was only fourteen, and unusually small for his age, and there were bound to be logistical difficulties. But...they had been overcome. Oh, had they! Jason felt his cock swelling as he remembered the feeling of his wonderful man taking him; the amazing sense of fullness, of completeness; the pressure on that special place inside him; the sheer animal sexiness of the sight of that massive organ starching his anal ring, slamming into and out of his clenching channel; the sound of the bovine ball-sack slapping against his upturned cheeks; the smell of the sweat and sex that filled the room; Jake's hungry mouth on his tits, his neck, his lips. Oh god, he was getting so horny remembering all this. Where was his man? Then he remembered: Jake and Big Daddy were at the gym for their first workout of the day. He wished he could be there, watching those two magnificent animals heaving around massive weight, but he was just too exhausted after last night's events. And besides, he had duties to perform. With that thought, he forced himself out of bed and into a robe, and climbed the stairs to the main kitchen of the house. There, John greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He seated Jason at the table - on a pillow - and gave him a good breakfast. Suddenly Jason arose and ran to the bathroom, much to John's amusement. Seated on the toilet, a gush of man-juice came flooding out, and he wiped himself and returned to the kitchen. "Don't expect that to be the end of it," said John. "If Jake is anything like Daddy, you can expect to be leaking cum most of the time." "But what about when you are not at home? I mean, I can't have a big wet spot on the back of my pants when I'm at the store or something." "Tampons. Don't look so surprised. You have a pussy now, and a husband who will be using it, a lot. You have to learn to think of it that way, and take proper care of it. I'll show you how, don't worry." Jason was abashed at the thought, but realized John was right. "Meanwhile, we have a lot of cooking to do. Our men will be home soon, and famished." Soon, the kitchen was a whirl of activity, as the boys cooked eggs, steaks and oatmeal. Just as they had the table ready, in burst two very sweaty, very pumped, very massive muscle-studs, who headed straight for the grub. Jason watched in awe as they consumed unbelievable amounts of food, with barely a grunt in between swallows. "This is something I like to do for Daddy while he eats. I bet Jake would enjoy it too," John whispered into his brother's ear. Crawling under the glass-topped table, he pulled Big Daddy's cock and balls over the elastic top of his gym baggies, and began to suck on the growing meat. Jason felt a certain embarrassment about doing such a thing in front of other people, but on the other hand, he couldn't allow his husband to feel deprived. So he found himself between Jake's legs, staring at the mighty bulge there. He rubbed his face on it, taking-in the smell of the sweaty gonads it contained, and his excitement soon grew to a point where it outweighed his self-consciousness. Aping his brother, he pulled the heavy package out of its confinement and started to suck on Jake's big cockhead. It swelled immediately in his mouth, and pre-cum oozed over his taste buds. Jake's penis had a slight downward curve to it that made it somewhat easier to suck in this position, though it still required all of Jason's concentration and will to swallow the head and take the throbbing shaft down his gullet. As the two mighty studs finished their meal, they grinned at each other and stood, pulling their boys up from under the table and seating them next to each other on it. They stripped-off their sweat-soaked gym attire and stood naked before the adoring boys. Jake hit a front double biceps pose, which Daddy matched. Jason marveled at the mass of their arms, the pipe-like veins that coursed over the surface beneath the thin skin. The smell of their sweat filled the kitchen, and Jason heard John moan. He looked at his brother and saw that he was removing his robe, his proud young penis at full attention. Jason admired his brother's physique, knowing that this was what he himself would look like in a few years. But then a loud "Boom!" from Daddy drew his attention back to the posedown going on in front of him. Both men had hit a crab shot, and the freakiness of all that pumped beef heaping up around their heads was enough to make him swoon. Unconsciously, he slipped out of his robe, and was frantically pulling on his boy-meat. "Hands of that, boy!" Jake shouted. With difficulty Jason obeyed. Jake approached him and grabbed his hands, placing them on his bloated pecs, as he rolled them up and down. Jason groaned and put his lips around one nipple, sucking for all he was worth. Jake used one hand to guide the boy's face over his body, into the canyon between his pecs, his deep musky armpits, down his cobblestone abs, and onto his huge phallus. Jason felt so proud, so lucky to be here with his brother and these two wonderful men, allowed to worship and serve them as they deserved. Suddenly, the two boys were flipped onto their backs and their legs were over the musclemen's shoulders. Jason realized there would be no gentleness this time. These studs were in heat, and needed relief, and were going to take what they wanted. He was glad his boyhole was still wet with the lube and leftover sperm of his deflowering the previous night, as Jake pushed into him in a single long thrust. He howled, from a mixture of pain and pleasure and...what? Something primal, something animal, something he had no name for. He might have felt embarrassed at that, but for the fact that John let forth just the same sort of cry, and he knew then it wasn't due to inexperience, but just the sheer overwhelming power of the moment. Jake came down on top of him with all his weight, and began to hammer his pussy like a pile driver. His thick tongue was deep in Jason's throat, and his big nuts were quickly drawing up to the base of his shaft. This wasn't going to be a long fuck; the men were just too worked-up for that. Jason felt his own orgasm approaching and then the spasming in his boycunt began, sending waves of pleasure to every part of his body and mind. The ripples milked at Jake's shaft until his thick load exploded into Jason's belly, and he raised his head to emit a bestial cry, that was soon followed by the even louder and deeper howl of Daddy as he emptied his balls into John. The boys found each other's hands and clasped them as their own orgasms faded and they went to that dreamy land of afterglow. Naptime had to wait though, as the men needed showers and the boys had to wash them, scrubbing the exhausted bodybuilders down and putting them to bed. After, they met in the living room and John inspected Jason's new pussy for damage, of which there was none. "That was a lot for you to handle your first day after losing your cherry; but I guess stamina runs in the family," John laughed. He held a hand-mirror in such a way that Jason could see what his boyhole looked like. It was red and puffy, and the seeping white ooze made it very obvious he had just been royally fucked. John bent-over and showed Jason his own hole, which looked much the same. "We have matching pussies now," Jason said thoughtfully, and they both cracked-up. "I'm so glad you are here with us now, Jason. I love Big Daddy more than anything, but it got kind of lonely at times. I mean, there was no one like me around to relate to, ya know? Now I have someone to share everything with." "I'm glad I'm here too," said Jason. "I missed having my bro around so much. But right now, I'm missing my man, so I'm off to bed, OK?" "Yeah, me too." Jason looked at his mighty husband sprawled on their bed, and his stomach filled with butterflies. God, how he adored this man. He looked at the great worm of his cock curled over one thigh, and longed to suck it again. But he knew this two-hour nap was sacrosanct. So he cuddled up to Jake, who threw his beefy arm around him possessively in his sleep, and drifted away.