Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2012 19:24:40 +0100
From: Suicidal Maniac <suicidal.o.maniac@gmail.com>
Subject: Let me play Part Three

"Oh God!" , I shouted, overcoming the sounds of pleasure that were
extracted from other boys there.

That one fucker sucked really hard on my nipple, I give him credit for
that. His tongue was something marvellous. It made me shiver knowing that
there was a 12 yo boy doing something like that... to me! As I looked down
on him, checking him out, I saw there was an obvious tent in his tight blue
shorts. He was hard as fuck too. My dick raised to salute that boy! He
deserved that, you'll agree.

All of the sudden, he stopped swirling his tongue around and, with his lips
still over my nipple, he raised his head just a lil so he could see my
face. We made an eye contact. Anyone who has ever been in similar position
would know how intense and exciting that eye contact could be. I've read in
some Nifty stories that that's the moment when you guys mostly cum. But I
didn't. God knows why. I surely had a lot of reasons to reach my orgasm.
Somehow I managed to hold myself down, to stop that urge.

Boy, he was shy! This eyes on eyes stuff made him blush. His lil reddened
cheeks looked amazingly cute. It just suited him natural, to be such prick
teaser. It's not like I taught him few things here and there ;)
His blue eyes looked up at me, that puppy look on his face, still blushing
slightly. How could anyone resist THAT?! Now, that's what I call a real
turn on! The ultimate one. He softly spoke, mumbling something with my
nipple still deep in his mouth, I couldn't quite understand his words. He
pushed his lips away from my body a lil, giving me that puppy look again.
His voice cracked up on half way from his lungs to his sexy lips:

"Can you put that thingie up my bum? The one you got down here", his puppy
look aimed for my cock, "It feels good..."

Not even giving myself a chance to think twice about how to answer his
innocent question (or yet, not so innocent), my voice deepened due to lust
shaking my body (I even sounded sexy to myself), I asked him quickly:

"How do you know that?! That it feels good?", a puzzled look crossed my
face.

He seemed kinda uncomfortable with my question and it he was visibly
struggling hard inside him to, or not to, answer my question. It showed up
on his face, giving him worried expression.
Finally, he decided to give me a shot. He started talking, although still
reluctantly, carefully choosing every single word:

"Well, uhm... I... I was... Well... My dad did... that once... few times...
and it... it felt great... !"

"It didn't hurt you?", again my mouth was faster than my brain, but I just
to ask that!

"No, not really. He was gentle, doing slow strokes. And, also, he told me
...", he froze for a moment, again thinking what to say next, "he told me
that he would use his belt on me if I even dare to scream. So I just had to
relax and..."

I stopped him for going further with details. After all, it's weird to hear
something like this from a 12 yo boy. I put my hand over his mouth to shut
him up and I motion him to follow me. Our footsteps followed the way to my
house. It was placed right next to the playground so it wasn't a long trip.
As we wandered inside, I entered my room and called him in. As soon as he
was in, I locked the doors. He looked at me with a dumb expression
appearing shortly on his face, but it was soon replaced with a beaming grin
that really lit up my day, when I looked back to that now.

I huged him, put my arms around his shoulders, his lil frame, holding him
tight in my grip. I softly whispered my next question which was on my mind
for some time already, and doing that, my breath gently touched his ear:

"How it all started?"

He put his head on my chest, squirming under my touch. We enjoyed each
other company for few moments, until he split us up. He sat on the edge of
my bed, holding himself with his arms behind him, his legs spread apart. He
was still hard and he obviously decided to trust me and thus let me see his
tenting toy. It was just unbelievable for me that this boy actually enjoyed
when his dad did THAT and some other stuff I still have no idea about.

"As a birthday present"

"WOW! He raped you for your birthday!?? What an asshole!!"

But this boy had some other story on his mind:

"NO! He didn't raped me! ... Don't rush ahead. Let me tell you the all
story."

"Okay, sorry, you are right, go ahead :)"

"I actually liked it, as I told you already. You see, it was my bday, and
he hadn't bought me anything, he must forgot or something, it doesn't
matter now. So instead... He promised me he'd give me something better than
a biggest gift on Earth when he comes home from his work. He works in Oil
Company, and he is really strong, and he is really good dad. I love him. I
told him that, and went to surprise party that my mum organised for my
bday. There were a lot of my friends, there was a cake also, I remember
now, and all lot of gifts. But none of those gifts will be like the one my
daddy gave me later, just like he told me it would be. So, when the night
came and the party was over and my friends were gone to their homes and
rest of the stuff,  he came in my room, without even knocking on my doors;
you see - that was an agreement we made like an year ago; so, he made me
strip my clothes, pushed me over my bed, spread my legs apart and put them
into the air, holding them tight, and then... then he put his thingie up my
bum..."

He was speaking so fast that at the moments I had problem with following
his flow of thoughts. But one thing was obvious. This boy here suffered a
lot in his life.

"... It was kinda cool. We kissed each other later. And me...",
he stopped for second to swallow his spit,
"...made me cum. That sticky stuff came out of here",
 he pushed his shorts down shortly, pointing at his piss-slit,
 "can you believe that?! I didn't know what it was, so my dad spread it
over his wee wee and told me to lick it off, so to get to know the taste. I
licked it off, but ... when I tried to remove my lips, as they were
becoming sore, my daddy hold my head back and pushed his hugeeeeee thingie
all the way down my throat. I gagged, trying to escape his firm touch. He
held it there for what seemed like hours. I even fainted after some time.
He told me later it was hot to see me pass out. Next thing I remember... I
was laying on my back, my legs were spread wide in the air giving my dad
full acces to me, and my dad was licking my bum hole. In that moment, he
could have done anything he wanted with me. From some reason I felt safe in
his company and I let myself go with his flow. After all, he is my daddy,
and dad knows best what's best for his son, doesn't he?",
 he gave me a questioning look, followed by a smile; I was in shock and
unable to talk back and to answer him, so he just continued his story,
So... anyway... He got out  some sticky cream, rubbing it on my wee wee. It
burned a lil, but what my daddy did next really caught me off guard. He got
up and sit on my we we. I cried in pleasure. He started moving up and down,
his bottom rubbing my wee wee, his pubes tickling its base... "

He stopped for a second, seeing the shocked look on my face. I hugged him,
tears coming down my cheeks...

END OF PART THREE