Date: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 11:58:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: SHACKLED LOVE IN BRAZIL 26 by Aihu Fist

SHACKLED LOVE IN BRAZIL 26 by Aihu Fist

His fingers began to tremble and his cock stood hard against his fly. Me oh
my, what to do? This boy stood there in all his naked glory and he was his
son. But only since yesterday?

Dad bit his lip and said: "Turn around, son, I am going to take care of you
like you deserved and should have been taken care of when you were
little. Your skin is very dry and has been neglected all those years. I see
cuts, bruises and welts. I got some real nice baby oil which will make your
caramel skin shine like a seal." Rubinho listened and did what dad told him
to do.

"There you go, your shoulders gleam like the bumper of a Jaguar. A little
lower, just above your bum, I can see my own face in it. It is so shiny."

Rubinho enjoyed thoroughly. What was Daddy gonna do next?

Dad said nothing but his hands were about to touch the mooning buttocks
when mum still in bed, called: "Dad, where are you, darling?"

"Ok, son, I have to see to your mum, she hasn't been so well last
night. Why don't you finish it off yourself, ok"

And so dad left in a hurry, leaving Rubinho puzzled with the oil flask in
his hands. He put the flask down, reach for the towel and walked to his
bedroom where he put on the tight undies.

"What is the matter with you woman? Can't I have a minute on my own?"

"I feel so lonely in bed, baby, please give me a hug."

"Get your hands off me, you know I don't like pussies when I got males
around in the house."

"Oh, that's where you were? I see. Is he still sleeping?"

"No, I woke him up and told him to come and have breakfast with us."

When dad and mum arrived in the lounge, Rubinho was already sitting at the
table. Mum rushed to the kitchen and prepared for their son all he wanted
to eat. They were going to make him feel at home. Rubinho was starved and
ravaged through the cafe de manha (breakfast). The mango juice was his
favourite.

Rubinho still small for his age or just because of that endeared him so
much to mum and dad, that they couldn't keep their hands of him. He was
seated in-between them which made for ample opportunity to touch him. A
hand on a leg or knee during the conversation was their testing him. Of
course dad would not tell mum that he had oiled the boy's back. It was
their secret, he hoped.

But mum was as bent on having the boy to herself as Dad was. Patience was
all she needed to practice. Dad would go out sometimes without Rubinho.

"Eat, my love? Eat, we love you," mum said.

Dad and mum did their best to keep sex with their son at bay, for weeks.
Three months had passed and Rubinho had been treated well. He learned how
to cook and clean the stables. Dad had two horses and a donkey. Rubinho had
been a great help to the couple. Love grew between them, and to be fair
there were the odd arguments of Rubinho wanting more clothes of his own or
wanting to play downtown, but mum and dad always knew how to calm him down.
They were afraid he would end up seeing someone from his past or mixing
with other street kids. They told him that they didn't have that much money
to buy him the fashionable clothes, but of course that was a lie. They
loved to see him running around half naked or in tattered shorts and holed
underwear. This was a hot country and most of the people only wore a
T-shirt, shorts and flip-flops.  Sometimes mum 'forgot' to wash his undies
(Dad had two pairs in his drawers by the bed, which he sniffed and fingered
every night while mum sucked him off) so that Rubinho had to do without, and
wear his wide legged shorts. Dad and mum had a wonderful time ogling the
boy's privates whenever they felt like it. Of course always in such a
manner that Rubinho was unaware of it.

Rubinho knew he had a cousin from Dad's side. His name was Ronaldinho and
he was a sweet innocent child, who occasionally was allowed to come over to
play with Rubinho. Mum and Dad had observed that Rubinho was quite a
different boy when he played with Ronaldinho. Something came out of him
which Dad and Mum had never imagined it existed. Rubinho ordered the boy
around as if he was his proper servant. Ronaldinho being so innocent had no
idea and carried out each and every errand Rubinho had given him. But Mum
and Dad decided not to interfere and enjoy the two young puppies. Yes,
there was the occasional grab of nuts and bolts between them. One day dad
noticed that Rubinho had a hard on during a playful fight. Dad said nothing
so that Rubinho would not feel embarrassed. The boy, dad thought, is
definitely reaching puberty. One was always fooled by Rubinho's size. He
was small, looked more like a ten year old. When both played they did not
cast any doubts about their friendship, it was only Rubinho who seemed bent
on grabbing his cousin in the crotch.

In bed he spoke to Mum about it and she agreed that Rubinho was hot.

"In Africa they would have circumcised him by now," dad said.

"In Portugal a dad takes a boy of that age to the whores to turn him into a
man."

"That's true," dad said. "Do you want to play that part?"

"Me? His mum acting like a slut?" She chuckled.

"What is so shameful about that, I can give you that, after you have felt
his dick in your cunt he is mine, because the cherry I want you cannot pop
or can you?"

"Oh, dad, you have a way of saying things, don't you. But yes, I will guide
him, I think three months of grooming and washing his sperm stained undies
and bed sheets will be rewarded by the boy humping his mum. I think it is a
wonderful idea. I can't wait to touch his round firm bum and play with his
little fiddle."

"Three months of oiling him, without having sex with him, was a long and
painstaking process for me to make him feel comfortable with me. I could
have had him any time, if I had wanted too, but I stuck to the deal, didn't
I? You save our relationship by letting me have the boy, and I let you have
him on his birthday which is exactly tomorrow."

"What??? I didn't know that. Oh dear me, what a surprise."

"Well, you never wanted to read through the papers from FEBEM, I mean you
couldn't read through them because you can't I know. So, I tell you
now. So, tomorrow at night -he was born at midnight-we have a gateau with
candles, thirteen to be exact. Then after we have eaten it we I tell him to
take a shower, I'll oil him well and you go back to the bedroom, undress
and wait for him under the covers. I will lead him in his sexiest undies to
the bedroom, you ask him to come and lay next to you, in the middle of the
bed. I leave you both alone and wait outside until he's done with you."

"Perfecto", mum said cunningly.

But remember, mum; that is the only time you are allowed to play with my
toy. Maybe one day you can have Ronaldinho, but that boy is on my grooming
list too, and my own brother, may he rest in peace, would have been equally
interested in popping his boy's cherry with me.

The next day was much the same as the days before. Rubinho working hard
scrubbing the cobblestones in the barn and putting new had out for the
horses. He liked working with horses, the smell of their hides made his
innards thrill with joy and excitement. It seemed the horses themselves
loved his company too. When he got real close he saw their dicks which were
massive grow into powerful black gleaming guns. He dreamed of touching them
but then when he tried they neighed so loudly and became very nervous. As
nervous as he was when dad washed his bum and thighs. He always wondered
why dad never touched his boy jewels. He got hard every time dad got near
his sac from behind and he wished dad wasn't such a coward and sucked him
off. God, how long ago was it that someone had sucked him off in the dorm?
Now it was a hand job lonely and alone. He got hard just watching the
stallions' cocks swell. Would dad's cock be equally big and veined when
hard, Rubinho thought to himself. Again he was not wearing any undies and
at the table it got so hot and sweaty that he couldn't stop touching
himself down there; one fork in the hand and another in the shorts. He
still had no hair growing on his dick and he was nearly thirteen. As if dad
has read his thoughts, he said: "So, son, do you know what an auspicious
day it is today?"

"No, dad", he replied honestly.

"Really?"

"Yes, dad, I don't know." Rubinho said gingerly.

"Well, it is your birthday, boy! You are turning thirteen today! Hurray,
hurray! Let me give you a big kiss, son"

Rubinho leapt from his chair onto dad's lap to receive his kiss. Dad kissed
him on his lips and said: I am so proud of you; you are a big boy now. Mum
is only coming back tonight because she went to buy you a present."

"Oh, that is so sweet of mum," Rubinho chirped.

"Well, why don't you go for a ride with one of the stallions? But be back
before dark, OK?"

"Oh dad, thank you, you are the nicest dad I ever had." Rubinho gave him
another kiss on dad's lips and bolted from the table. Saddled the horse and
rode toward the lake. It wasn't the first time he'd gone there, he knew his
way. He swam the whole day stark naked in it and enjoyed like no other.

As was expected Rubinho arrived in sweat back home, took a shower and had
supper. The time didn't seem to pass fast enough for dad.  Rubinho watched
a dozen programs on TV until mum arrived. She looked good and after having
taken a shower herself she put the gateau on the table. Dad and mum sang at
the top of their voices "parabens para voce" (happy birthday to you) to
Rubinho who turned a little shy. Then they played monopoly, which she had
bought for him. Rubinho won the game, he was so elated.

"I got another present for you, but first you must go with dad to the
bathroom so he can rub you all over with baby oil." Rubinho found it
strange a request, but then it had been pretty amazing and exciting all
day, and it was true that dad hadn't oiled him yet after the shower he had
taken. But I was half past eleven!

Mum had bought a pair of tight satin shorts and a Superman t-shirt. When
dad had oiled him up he gave the boy the presents.

"You put these on later, son, when the oil has gotten deep into the pores
of your skin. Now, give me a hand and we are going to thank mum, who is
very tired and is waiting for you in the bedroom. Rubinho's pecker was
still standing upright from dad's rubbing on his bum.

"You are thirteen now, tonight we are to celebrate you becoming a man! You
understand?"

Rubinho nodded but noticed the twinkle in dad's eyes.

"But dad, I can't go like that to see mum in your bedroom, right?"

"Oh, well, think of something else and by the time you see her it will be
limp like a lame sausage," dad giggled. We both want to see you as you were
born, boy. You were naked, we were all naked when we came on this earth out
of our mummy's womb, didn't we? Your mum would be extremely proud to see
you walk on your birthday in your birthday suit into her bedroom."

Rubinho found that weird, but since he never truly had had a family, he had
no idea what morality was in a family and what people did or not did with
one another. So, he trudged along with dad, naked.

Mum beamed when she saw him enter the bedroom.

"You look so handsome, son," mum squealed. Then she looked dad in the eyes
and he knew he had to leave.

"Son, I leaving you with mum for a while, she has some things she wants to
tell you, which is not really for me to hear."

Without further ado he closed the doors behind him. The night lamp shone on
mum's face and also lit up Rubinho's body.

"Come lay beside me, darling" Rubinho said nothing and got himself under
the covers next to her. Mum was glowing with sexual heat, nearly pissing
herself with fright and desire.

She reached out for Rubinho's head and said: "come closer, baby, it is time
for you to raise your sword and stab me hard here." She had taken hold of
his hand and placed it on her wet cunt. Her pubes were wet like a rain
drenched cat.

"Nao (no)!!!" Rubinho shouted. "Nao, naooooooo". And he jumped out of bed,
banging on the doors. Num was in shock and paralysed as if she had seen the
devil himself.

Dad opened up and said: "What's up son?"

"I don't want, please, don't make me, don't make me?" he sobbed.

Dad smiled and thought: that's my boy, a one hundred percent little faggot
boy toy, I got myself.

He glanced at mum and gave her a wink. He took the boy to his own bedroom
and listened to his complaints and fears.

"Please, dad, don't send me back to mum, she wants me here!" he pointed to
his limp slug, shriveled up with fear."

"She was only going to teach you how to be a man in bed, boy, and since
your mum is not your real mum we saw no harm, do you understand that?"

"Yes, dad, I do, but I cannot, please, I do anything for you, if you don't
make me do it to her."

"Ok, boy, than your wish is my command. I will stay with you're here so she
won't come after you. I will sleep with you in your big bed."

That's when Rubinho calmed down immediately. He jumped in his bed and so
did dad after he had taken off his clothes. This was the first time Rubinho
saw dad completely naked. He switched off the light and lay down next to
his son.

"Since you are thirteen now, life is going to change for you in our house,
sonny. You are supposed to turn into a man tonight. And since you refused
to bed a lady you haven't become one yet. It is ten to midnight and so I
will take it upon me to protect you from shame and dishonor, because by
tomorrow, you will act like a young man. I realize you don't like women,
which in itself is not something bad. I can accept that, but I don't want a
wimp in my house so, I will pop the cherry for you, to make things easier
on you."

While he spoke, Dad began to trail a finger around Rubinho's bellybutton
down to his hairless pubes. As the boy lay on his back dad had easy play
with the kid. The foreplay was going to be yummy, he thought. A childish
groaning escaped the boy's mouth when Dad peeled the foreskin back. "You
like this, son? I think you do, don't you? What was it that frightened you
with mummy? You know that she is still waiting for you. You ain't a man if
you this hard pecker hasn't kissed the insides of a pussy."

"Please, Dad, please, don't send me back there. She put my hand on her --
down there. It was all wet and yucky."

"Come here boy, I will protect you from all the pussies in the world and
that's a promise. 'Cause I know what you like, and what you like I like
too. O, nothing to be ashamed about. See, how your humping darling likes to
be caressed by your dad's forefinger? A little squeeze here and a little
tickle around your plum sac does wonders. You even stop to cry. Give me a
kiss buddy, on the lips and I'll teach you how the Frenchkiss."

Dad cupped Rubinho's chin and pulled him closer. In one quick movement
Rubinho lay on his flank with his right leg over dad's right, his knee
under dad's sac. The tongues intertwined and got all embroiled in hot
saliva. It only fired dad's imagination what to do with his sex toy.

Dad's cock stood so tall and found a nice bed between the boy's nipples
when dad had decide to lick the boy's nut sack in what many of us know as
69. Rubinho, who was an expert with little boys had never experienced this
position, but he was now in no position to refuse. Dad's sac squashed his
nose and Rubinho's eyes has a neat view on what lay between afro curls in a
deep black valley.

"Come on boy, try me, you said, you would do anything. Well, why don't you
blow my trumpet as soft and hard as you can. Your sticky one is one hell of
a yummy lollypop.

Rubinho opened up his mouth as wide as he could, and he had quite a mouth
literally and figuratively, believe you me. As I already said, the boy had
enough experience being sucked, very rarely would he suck someone else. But
this was Dad and he realized he had to make an alliance with dad to stay
away from mum's pussy. His entire mouth cavity was filled up with Dad's
knob without any room for movement. He nearly choked. He stopped, gasped
for air and took it in again. Dad went crazy; what a formidable sucker that
adopted son of his was.

Dad didn't want to come immediately, nor did he want Rubinho to shoot
yet. So, he decided to pause.

"Come here sonny, come to daddy. Come and rest on my chest for a
while. Rubinho turned around and crawled over the man's upper body. Their
eyes met, they both smiled with white teeth flickering in the darkness of
the bedroom.

"Let's not talk anymore, baby. I am going to do it to you, I am going to
pick your cherry, just relax, and it will be the most beautiful moment in
your life. Give me that jar over there on the shelf."

Built in the wall were three shelves with all sorts of things on it. One of
them read Vaseline.

"Open it up for me and give it to me."

Dad plunged a finger in the jar and scooped out a wad of the substance. He
found his own cock which was standing like a flag behind Rubinho's
crack. He shuffled his body a bit and spread his own legs like an eagle
does. Rubinho could feel the hard one against his skin. He shivered a
bit. He was scared a bit for this was the first time he was not in
control. Dad had a good hold of his own rod and it felt exactly like it
should: greasy and ready for the cherry race.

"Why don't you sit on my tummy, son, so I can rub your soft but firm
bum."

Rubinho raised himself and shifted his arse over Dad's six pack. No more
words were spoken.

Dad cupped the buns with both hands and pushed him up so that Rubinho once
more stared in dad's eyes. His lips curled when dad's did, they kissed. Dad
enclosed the boy's nuts in one hand and masturbated his own dick. He was so
ready--the boy's sac was permeated with the Vaseline, now the boy's hole was
under scrutiny. The touch of one finger, counting the ribs of the
sphincter, oh yes, how divine that was. The boy wanted more, it seemed. He
moved back and forward as if he rode a horse in a carrousel. Easy, boy,
easy, dad thought, I have barely started.

Shy like an unbroken stallion Rubinho moved his hands on and off the
bed. Dad twirled his nipples, tickled him in the arm pits, Rubinho giggled,
next he moaned and groaned. That was when dad had half a finger in the
boy's anus. Dad sucked the lad's lower lip, swallowed his tongue like a
starved animal. Rubinho let go of his fears, he began to enjoy a different
kind of love. The finger up his arse hurt and yet it didn't. A notch deeper
went that black finger. He had become the embodiment of a human lollypop.
Would he ever get off it? As he thought about it, Dad had his other hand
strangling his pecker. He was being devoured from all sides, he felt hot
and sweaty. What next? He thought.

As Dad read his thoughts, he decided that it was time for the bigger jack
to be plugged in right there and then.

"Shush, now, no word or scream, you hear?"

Dad pushed Rubinho backward lowering with guided force the boy's arse on
his eager and hungry pole. The thick veined one eyed monster smile a
lecherous grin when he kissed the virgin orifice. Dad pulled the thirteen
year old cheeks apart and like an ice breaker he pushed upward while
holding the boy down.

Rubinho, perspired with fear and curiosity. He felt honour and pride to be
taken by his dad. An allegiance through sex would bind them forever. Dad's
knob had trouble breaking into the lad; he was extremely tight, so Rubinho
pressed himself down while biting his own hand. He didn't want to
scream. He was going to be a man, men don't cry, don't scream.

Finally as he relaxed in this way--let go of his fears and pains and the
sphincter gave in. Dad's cockhead was in which wasn't a small feat. After
all the boy was a virgin and Dad's knob was at least three centimeter
across. It was definitely possible for a boy to receive a man's cock and be
merry! Now that he had about four centimeters in it was hoping for the rest
to go in and play for a while. So dad helped him to move his body up and
down. And every down brought a little more pain but also more enlargement
and access to the deeper secrets of joy.

Neither of them was holding back. Rubinho hissed, moaned, bayed, mooed, you
name it, and dad could not stop his own foul mouth in calling the boy
names.

"You want more, little bitch? I knew it, you son of whore, I know you are a
horny little motherfucker. I knew it when I picked you and saw you the very
first day. I was going to have you, for sure as soon as set eyes on your
little gangster type. Yes, eeew one more push, yes give it all to me, baby,
I want to rip you to pieces. You arse belongs to me--and you know it."

And then Rubinho ejaculated all his jizz in dad's face. Dad didn't tally
and shot seconds after him all he got in the tiny arsehole. The he drew the
boy near and licked him all over the face. It was 2 am and they fell asleep
like two bears in love.

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