Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2012 03:23:01 +0000 From: Colton Henry Subject: My son and my friend part 3 Disclaimer: This is a work of complete fiction. The characters mentioned do not exist and what you are about to read never happened. If sexual content between minors and adults offends you, then leave now! You have been warned. Sorry about the wait. Everyone reading this knows that life happens and sometimes you just can't get around to doing the things you enjoy doing. Also, it's taken some time to get the ideas for the story put together in my mind. I'm not going to post anything that I don't 100% like. Feel free to e-mail me with any questions, comments, concerns or ideas. I love hearing from all my readers! Enjoy! "Yep, take all the time you need." I talked into the phone to my wife. Cody had risen from his sleep and scuffed his way into the kitchen looking for food. I smiled at him briefly but he avoided my gaze. "They should be home in a couple of hours, actually." I replied to wife again on the other line. It was a weird feeling talking to my wife and looking at the boy in the kitchen I had recently jerked to orgasm as my rigid dick prodded his virgin asshole. Cody sat down with his cereal taking his time to ruffle through the paper to find the comic section. "Ok, Love you too, buh-bye." I finished and hung up the phone. "Your dad and Dylan will be here in a few hours, Cody. Until then you can just hang out here." "Cool" He replied. He looked up at me and gave me a weak smile. It was comforting and a lot better than a glare or a call to the police to report a molestation. "How did you sleep?" I asked him trying to keep the conversation going. I didn't want it falling into an awkward silence. "Pretty good." He got out while chewing some Frosted Flakes cereal. I concluded the boy was not a morning person and would keep giving me short answers. I tried to let him finish his breakfast and read the paper when he spoke up again. "I jerked off again last night, in Dylan's bed. I hope that's ok." Cody voiced. His comment seemed to startle me more than it should have and it was several seconds before I formulated a response. "No, not at all. Dylan does it all the time, I'm sure. What did you jack off too?" I asked not wanting to get off the subject of sex. I realized that it was not an appropriate question for a married man to ask a 13 year old boy, but neither was starting a sexual relationship. I figured I was in deep enough water already. "Um." Cody said biting his lower lip again. "A couple of girls at school". I could tell this was a lie from his shaky voice and how he couldn't look at me. I wanted to proceed but wasn't sure how. I wanted to get in another session before my son and his lover, Mr. MacDonald arrived home from the cabin. But most of all, I wanted Cody to come to me for it. I wanted his boy hormones to pull him in the direction of my cock. I wanted him to beg for me to fuck him to orgasm again. Looking back, it probably was not the best way to do it. But I decided I needed to be bold and frank with the boy. "Was it as good as when we were on my bed?" I let out looking down at the morning paper. "Uhhh" Cody replied caught completely off guard. "No, I guess not. I shot pretty far with you last night Mr. Armstrong." "Chris." I reminded him. He smiled back at me as I gave him the reminder. "We could always do it again before your dad gets home, you know, if you'd like." I told him using the same phrase he'd given me yesterday. Cody nodded his head in agreement and inquired if we could go for a dip again like yesterday. We were both horny and our sexual needs were taking the sensible parts of our brains hostage. "Great! I'll get my suit." He said. "I don't think you'll be needing that." I told him as he started to get up. He laughed and instead headed towards the screen door which opened up to the pool. He took off his shirt and I did the same as we stepped onto the patio. Still wearing his PJ bottoms, I could see he was still hesitant about being naked in front of other people. Weird, I thought, with a young athletic body like his, he had nothing to be ashamed of, or to hide. But still, I told him I wouldn't look as I turned my back to him. I waited a few seconds and heard a splash behind me. I turned around to see Cody break the surface of the water after his dive. His PJ's were left scattered across the pool deck which let me know he was naked. "Your turn!" Cody said as he propped his elbows on the pool deck looking at me. I only had my pants on but like Cody, I was still a little frightened of exposing myself to this boy. Cody caught my drift and told me he wouldn't look either. I watched as he closed his eyes. I took a breath and threw down my pants and underwear in one motion. Cody shot open his eyes to my horror as he just giggled. "Just kidding!" He laughed. I must have turned 50 shades of red as my limp penis hung forward, not yet erect. I quickly leapt into the water to mask my nudity and then swam over to the naked Cody who was still in fits of laughter. "Now you're going to get it!" I said in an angry, joking tone. Cody let out a half scream, half laugh, and dove under the water to try and swim away. I easily grabbed his mid-section though and pulled him up to the surface. He splashed valiantly trying to escape but I was too strong for the teenager. He gave in to my strength and surrendered allowing me to turn him over exposing his boy parts to my hungry eyes. In a semi-hard state, it still caused me to gasp. Even though I had witnessed it hard and saw it ejaculate not 24 hours ago, it was like I was looking at it for the first time. My own cock grew to its full length in the cool water. It poked right into his mid-section causing him squirm. I tickled under his arms and on his toes causing that laughter to hit my ears again. I melted knowing I could make a boy this happy. In a perfect world, I would just tickle this angel lying naked in my arms all day. However, I knew his own father would be returning from the camping trip soon with my freshly fucked son following right behind him. My boldness grew. I grabbed ahold of his testicles snuggled up tightly in his scrotum from the cool water. I rolled them around in my fingers as he let his head float freely on the surface of the water. I moved up to what was left of his shaft after shrinkage. I gently squeezed and released the flesh between my thumb and index finger allowing him to experience only pleasure when he was with me. Maybe once I had him on my leash, I could implement a little pain and denial into our fun. But that would be later, and not today as a smile crept onto my face. "What's so funny?" Cody asked me looking up at the man playing his cock. "Nothing, I'm just enjoying this. I hope you are too!" I responded. "Ugh, I love it." He told me just as a tightened my grip on his dick. It was trying to grow but the cold water prevented it from reaching its full potential. This was fine with me. A semi-hard, or soft, circumcised boy cock could keep my eyes fixed all day. I knew we had to hurry so I began to walk to the ladder while still holding Cody in my arms. I allowed him to get out first giving his white globes of boy ass a few squats as he climbed the ladder. "Hey!" He cried. "You love it!" I retorted smiling and pointed at his rising erection. He was rubbing his boy cock up a bit to make it more impressive and to keep the swarm of emotions flooding to his dick. He smiled and quickly wrapped a towel around his midsection. "Lay down on your towel." I told him getting out of the pool myself. He slowly but surely removed the towel from his waist again exposing his innocence. He laid down on his back and shivered in the cool morning air. I decided to take another step forward and asked him to close his eyes. He complied and I stood over him with a leg on each side of his waist. I bent over the boy with my erection pressed against his smaller cock. I parted my lips ever so slightly and kissed him gently on his right cheek. He shuddered with these new feelings. Goosebumps sprang up on his arms and chest. I rubbed his skin with my hands to warm him up a bit so that he could relax. He continued to squeeze his eyes shut and I grabbed ahold of his little waist. Hovering just inches above his face, I got feel his hot breath on my face. His breath smelled of pool water and cereal but it pulled me in closer like I was on a fishhook being reeled in. He must have known what I wanted and he showed no hesitation or reluctance. His erection pressed against mine gave me that extra bit of confidence to just go for it. I closed the last few inches and pressed my lips against Cody's. Still with his eyes shut, he didn't pull away or struggle. However, he wasn't kissing me back, which I figured must be because he wasn't very experienced at giving kisses. This put me in the driver's seat. I bit his upper lip as my tongue snaked its way out of my mouth. It circled his lips asking for entry. He slowly but surely parted his lips as well granting my tongue full visitation rights. I ventured forward and found his tongue. I gave a few flicks to say hello and explored deeper while my lips were smashed against his. I withdrew and pulled back a few inches to look at my boy. His eyes were still closed and his mouth was agape. I cracked a cheesy smile knowing how lucky I was. "Mr. Armstrong?" He asked, still not calling me by my first name. "Yes, Cody?" "Do we have time to do what we did last night?" He questioned opening his eyes to look at me. "Sure, did you enjoy it?" "Erm, yeah I did. Kinda a lot." I didn't have time to grimace at his poor grammar. A 13 year old kid was telling me he'd like to feel a cock rub against his prostate. "Good, I loved it too. Let's go to my bedroom." I told him as I started to move. "Can't we just do it here?" He questioned me taking ahold of my cock and giving it a few strokes. "We'll need some lube, buddy." I told him. "Maybe it'll fit, I don't know, but I jacked off 3 times last night while I put my fingers in there." I almost shot my wad way too prematurely while he told me that. He was definitely getting braver about asking and telling me things. He sexually potency of teenage boys was amazing. At my age, cumming three times in a manner of hours was almost impossible. It might happen if I were fucking this boy beneath me, though. "I thought you jerked off to girls at your school?" I asked him remembering our earlier conversation. Straight boys usually don't anally stimulate themselves while jacking off about girls. He turned 50 shades of red and placed his hands over his face to mask his embarrassment. I decided to not push it further. I just laughed as I de-straddled him and took my position between his legs. I pushed his knees back and to the sides opening up his asshole to the cool air. I reached down to toy with it and saw his dick jump at the slightest touch. I prodded with my index finger until it popped into him. He gasped. "Further." He moaned. He turned his head to the side to settle into a comfortable position and enjoy the feelings. His hands had stopped covering his face and he placed him by his tight, lean stomach. I don't know if he was telling the truth about fingering himself last night. His hole seemed just as tight as it did around my cock last night. However, I had heard stories of a boy's hole being able to retain its tightness for a long time, so maybe the rumors were true. Again, why would he lie to me about that? After a few minutes of trying to rub his prostate to an orgasm, I concluded to him we needed something longer. He smiled weakly knowing it was going to hurt. But after the hurt would come the greatest feelings he's ever experienced. So he bit his lips like a brave boy and settled in to out wait the pain. My cock had dried up a bit so I spit into my hand to lube it up. I didn't want the pain to be too much for Cody. I knew I would need more though so I brought my hand up to Cody's mouth. "Spit in my hand, Cody, please." He hocked up a big one and shot his saliva into my hand. "Hot" I thought in my head as I realized I was using the boy's own fluids to assist my cock in its pursuit of that boypussy. I slicked up my cock and used whatever was left to rub against his puckered hole. There was a lot of pool water still keeping his taint wet so I applied it to his ass along with his spit. I took a familiar position and lifted the boy's legs up on my shoulders. I could tell he was still tense and struggling with the emotions bouncing back and forth in his mind. His contorted face revealed everything to my eyes. "Relax, Cody." I whispered into his ear as I bent over his heaving chest. Before he had a chance to respond though, I pushed my pelvis forward, putting pressure from the tip of my cock head onto his closed sphincter. For the second time in a day, I met more resistance than I had hoped for. He gasped and I again told him to relax gently in his ear. I kissed his cheek and he giggled slightly and I felt his body go significantly limper in my arms. I knew this was my chance. With my right hand guiding my cock from the base, I pressed forward and broke the barrier between my flesh and the warmth of his boypussy. "Ugh!" He grunted through his gritted teeth. His eyes were still shut. I stroked his chest as more of my dick slipped inside him. It made him feel safe and secure. I involuntarily flexed my cock inside him as the wants of my penis were taking over. Whatever my dick wanted, it was going to have. And right now, it wanted to fuck his boy, and hard. I bottomed out inside Cody and again flared my dick head inside him. It must have hit his prostate since he was wriggling in pleasure underneath me and the pain on his face had begun to subside. I pulled back slowly, not waiting for him to adjust to my size this time. I grabbed his hips tightly to prevent his moving around underneath me from preventing a clean entry every thrust. I knew I had complete control over the boy when he sighed blissfully through those rosy lips and he took ahold of his cock with his right hand. No boy who was being raped by a man would take a hold of his penis and jerk it while a man's cock was embedded 6 inches into his ass. I smiled down at Cody but he couldn't see. Maybe he thought that if he couldn't see me fucking him, it wasn't really happening, even though he obviously loved the sensations shooting from his dick and prostate. I tried to fuck my boy at a faster pace, but doing it on the hard patio was difficult. I usually liked to press down on the bed while I fucked my wife. The downwards press would send her bouncing back up and around my cock. But I couldn't do that here. I crawled forward a bit bending his legs across his chest. Cody's right hand was immediately cut off from jerking off his hard cock. Therefore, after a few swift strokes, I pulled back and let his legs fall down onto the pool deck. He grabbed his dick again and mewed at the feelings of being once again reunited his cock. He breathing was heavy and his strokes could only point to the fact that he must be close. Of course, being balls deep inside an underage god had put me pretty close to the edge as well, even though I had only taken a handful of full strokes inside his ass. I pulled out and put my hand on top of his stopping the jerking motion. "What?" he asked. He had opened his eyes for the first time since I told him to shut them. "Turn over and get on your hands and knees." I instructed him. "Better yet, bend over on your stomach over that deck chair." I said pointing to the chair just in front of me. He scrambled to his hands and knees letting me get another view of those white globes I alone have gotten inside. He bent over the chair like I told him. I would come to learn over the next few years that sexually charged boys will do mostly anything you tell them, sexually denied boys as well. As expected, he grabbed his cock again and was jerking it. I knew I had bought a few minutes of fucking Cody since the re-positioning and relocation had allowed a couple seconds for his cock to "cool" down, so to speak. I decided to fuck him on the chair so that he wouldn't have to support his and my weight. Plus, he could also continue masturbating so the pleasure would keep flooding his brain rather than pain and fear. Without wasting any more time, I kneeled behind him and lined my dick up with his boypussy again. Cody would be much less willing to let me fuck him if he ejaculated on my pool deck and came down from his sexual high. I was now racing against Cody and I just had to cum first so I could feel my sperm swimming up his ass. Jerking off alone after the face was not an option. I pressed forward with less resistance. Cody ass seemed to welcome me back. Cody's grunt of delight filled my ears just as my balls swatted against his cool, lower ass. I pulled back. His whole body was jiggling like a paint shaker because of his furious wanking. It made it hard to make it all the way in and out. I figured I would have more time for my dick to explore this boy cave at a later time. Right now it was about getting me off. I began making short, quick thrusts making my cock head go wild with enjoyment. I felt my load well up in my balls and start to head up the shaft. I concentrated on relaxing my muscles to push me over the edge. At last, after an exhausting minute, I passed that moment of no return. Cody was still trying to get off and had no idea a man was about to fill his ass with cum. I grunt and collapsed onto Cody's back. "Fuck! Cody!" I said as I bit the nape of his neck. He exhaled with content but did not ease his pace. My own feelings sent my mind into a place I did not know existed. It felt like a million spiders crawling all over my skin as each volley was deposited into Cody's ass bank. I muffled my moans on Cody's skin as my orgasm came to a stop. I tried to focus on my breathing and regain my strength so I could take my weight off Cody. Cody's hips started to buckle and I knew he was cumming. His sphincter clamped down tightly and spasmed around my still erect cock. We both stayed still for a few moments, not saying anything to each other. What do you say to a 13 year old boy you've just fucked to orgasm? I wasn't sure. He certainly didn't know what to say to the man who just took his virginity from him in a creamy, sperm mess. So, we just kneeled there together, panting in sync. My cock had gone soft and slipped out of Cody's ass with a pop. I reached down to feel his hole. A mix of my sperm, sweat and his ass juice trickled onto my fingertips. I rubbed them on my cock with Cody still lying there over the chair. A car horn broke our awkward silence. "Shit!" Cody cried as he jumped to his feet. "My Dad's here." I was less alarmed but scrambled to put on my bathing suit with Cody. Part of me wanted Jack to walk out onto the deck and see me defiling his son, the same way I had seen him fuck my son. Part of me would see that complete the revenge. But my son would be with him, I didn't want Dylan to see his own father in a post-orgasmic haze. Cody retied his suit and jumped back into the water. I did the same and grabbed the basketball to make it seem we were playing an innocent game. The sliding glass door opened and out walked Jack and my son, Dylan. "Hi, Dad!" Dylan said. "Hey, Cody". I swam to the pool side and jumped up onto the deck. I smiled as I walked over to Jack. He was smiling too. He shook my hand and we spoke through our eyes. "I enjoyed fucking Dylan all day and night, Chris." "That's great, because Cody is starting to enjoy my cock as well, Jack." I eyed back to him. Cody and Dylan had struck up a conversation by the pool's deck as Jack went on about fishing and hiking. The boys rushed into the house and towards Dylan's room and I offered Jack a drink and a seat, still wanting to be a good host. "Thanks, friend." Jack said as he took a seat on the chair I had so recently fucked his son over. I smiled while noting that fact in my head. But then I noticed something that wiped the smile off my face. Three or four white puddles of Cody's cum was grouped in close proximity underneath the chair. I wanted Jack to know I had fucked his son in a passionate frenzy the same way he had fucked Dylan, but I didn't want there to be physical evidence of such an event. He could turn me over to the police! I couldn't turn him over in the same way. All I had was my word, he had his word and a puddle of boy cum on my deck. Jack smiled and moved the chair out of the way. "Well, well, what do we have here?" He asked as me as he knelt in front of his son's sperm. I mumbled something about waking up early and rubbing out a load on the pool deck so I wouldn't wake Cody this morning. He hushed me up and collected some cum on his fingers and brought them to his mouth. I could only watch as he smacked his lips against his boy's cum. "Nope, you're bullshitting me." Jack said as he stood back up and faced me. I gave him the best quizzical look I could give him. "This here is boy cum, not man cum. Boy cum is a lot sweeter. Trust me, Chris." He explained. He offered me a seat as I was still speechless. My inability to speak along with my excessive sweating was more than enough truth for Jack to validate his claim. "Let's talk, Chris. Man to man. No boys around." Continued Jack. He sat down in the chair next to mine. I looked up and he gave me a reassuring smile. "I know that you saw Dylan and I having a little fun on my chair a couple nights ago." I still had no idea what to say, so I just listened. "And I'm sure you can piece together why I took Dylan up to my cottage and what happened there just as well as I can piece together what happened here with you and Cody." I nodded and gulped. My erection had returned with this open talk about us fucking boys. "I had hoped you and Cody would find to use each other like Dylan and I have." Jack went on. "I love boys, Chris, and so do you. And like you, I can't bring myself to fuck my own son, so I looked across the street to yours. Consider it almost like a trade, I took Dylan from you, and in exchange I left you alone with Cody for a day." "I hope I can get more than a day." I managed to reply. "This can go on for a while, I hope. I love Dylan, Chris. And he loves me. I would like nothing more than for you and Cody to experience a similar love. My son deserves a loving man to scratch that itch that all young boys have. And I think you're the man for the job. Just nod if you agree." I nodded but couldn't believe this kind of a deal was happening. I was trading the rights of my son's ass to my friend in exchange for the right the fuck his son's boypussy. No other thought has pushed my erection to be that hard in my entire life. Jack stuck out his hand as he stood up. "Do we have an agreement?" he asked. "Yeah, I think we do." I replied. I was sure the full magnitude of what just happened had not sunk in yet, but I wasn't thinking with the head on my shoulders, but with the purple one pressed against my swim trunks. "But how do tell our sons?" I retorted. "Maybe we don't?" Jack said. "But I guess since we'll have to do this exclusively at my house when your wife and daughter return, we'll have to let them in on it eventually." "I guess we can figure it out later." I reasoned to him. Jack smiled at me and I smiled back. We had just made the biggest and best deal man has ever made: a swap of sons between fellow boylovers. "Dylan!" Jack shouted to the inside of the house. "Yeah?!" My son's voice echoed down the hall. "Wanna go work on the car?" Jack replied. He gave me a wink. "Yeah!" Dylan shouted as he came running down the hall to stand next to his lover, my friend. Cody followed quickly behind not knowing what was going on. "I think Cody is going to stay here and play some more water basketball with your dad, though." Jack said smiling at me. I laughed at him back and looked down to Cody who was still in his swim trunks, his hair just beginning to dry. "Cool, see you later, Cody!" Dylan told his friend and took Jack's hand dragging him inside and towards the door. "Have fun you two!" I called out. "Thanks! You guys too!" Jack said turning around and giving me a wink. A splash behind me broke my gaze of my friend and my son leaving together for an afternoon of sex. I turned around and saw Cody resting his chin on the side of the pool in his crossed arms. I could see his wet bathing suit lying there on the deck. "First one to ten?" I asked me. I laughed at my good fortune and jumped in after him. Sorry again guys! I hoped you enjoyed it! I try to reply to as many as you as I can, but I get a lot of e-mails. But I read every one! So let me know what you think! Mr_clean145@hotmail.com. P.S. If you'd like the pictures of the boys I use to create Cody and Dylan, ask me via e-mail. They are just net pictures I found, but they might help you picture the boys a bit better.