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Toby Jacobs
By
Andy Mann

 

Chapter Ten

 

The following school day passed far too slowly for eleven year old Justin's liking. The dark haired, emo-styled boy's mind was constantly thinking about being naked with his older friend Toby once again. He knew that this time, he would experiment further, wanting to suck the teenager's cock but at the same time, the thrilling thought that their sexual activity was also going to involve Reverend Samuels, a guy who he'd never met but one that he knew would fulfil his fantasy about being fucked by a man meant that his little two inch boner was a constant cause of tentage in his school trousers. Somehow, he had managed to hide it for most of the day, until he bumped into Uriah Pritchard. The fat bully was with his two stooges as normal and as he saw the cute new boy walking down the corridor towards him, his conflicted feeling came to the fore. He knew that he liked the boy more than what he was supposed to. In fact, after being humiliated by that older kid in the swimming pool changing rooms, Justin had even given him a kiss on the cheek, something which had caused Uriah's own little boy cock to spring to life, albeit the miserly one and a quarter inch that it was. When he had been sent to bed by his overbearing father, he had stripped his clothes off and jerked his little boner with his fore and middle finger until he got that special feeling that he liked so much, all the time wishing that it was the cute, black haired boy wanking him off.

 

"Hey, here's the little perv!" Freddie Green pointed out to his leader, hoping to score points over his fellow stooge, Kevin.

"And look, his got a hardon! Kevin giggled. "He must be thinking about wanking in front of everyone again."

"I can't believe he did that," Freddie spat in disgust. "What a fucking freak."

"Look guys, he did it cos that Year Nine boy told him to and I wouldn't wanna mess with him, would you?" Uriah replied. His mind flittered to the naked image of Toby Jacobs, all buff and solid. He could see why Justin would jump at the chance to be friends with a boy like Toby.

"Um, we could take him," Freddie stuttered.

"Don't be stupid," Uriah turned on his companion. "I've heard he works at the Marina and does loads of heavy lifting and shit. That's why he's got the muscles like he's been to the gym all the time."

"Well, what are we going to do about this little freak?" Kevin asked.

"Nothing. We're going to leave him alone."

"Oh, hi Uriah," Justin piped up, smiling at the three boys as he approached them. "I didn't see you there. How's your day going?"

"Um, fine thanks," Uriah stammered. He was talking to him like he was his friend! "I don't like maths which is my last subject."

"Urgh! Maths sucks!" Justin agreed, pulling a face. It didn't but he wanted to make Uriah feel good about himself. "I've got art which is cool I guess."

"Yeah, I like drawing," the fat bully replied, a gentle smile encroaching on his face.

"Really? Maybe I could come round your house one evening and we can compare our sketch pads?"

"That would be cool," Uriah grinned, forgetting his two companions. "I'll check with my Dad and let you know tomorrow?"

"Cool!" Justin smiled. "Gotta go, don't want to be late and get on the wrong side of Mrs Harkness."

"Christ no! She's a bitch when you upset her!" Uriah giggled.

 

Justin waved goodbye and Uriah was left with a dazed expression, wondering how he was so lucky that the cutest boy in Year Seven wanted to actually come around to his house. He might even get him into his bedroom and if he can get him to lie down on his bed, he'd never change his duvet again.

 

 

In an altogether different mood to Justin, Toby Jacobs found that the day was rushing through the hours and that no matter how hard he wished for time to slow down, the hands on the school clocks just kept on turning. He had been woken by his mother's mouth on his boyhood, a now familiar morning ritual as she sucked his cock until he could hold out no longer and filled her mouth with his seed. For the last three days, ever since the Reverend had agreed to allow Petunia to expand her son's sexual knowledge, she had shared his bed, taking him to it in the evening, making him fulfil her desires with multiple couplings before slumber overtook them and then, as she awoke, she sucked the boy before getting her own gratification with the boy's mouth and fingers working her vagina until she spurted her own love juice over the boy's face. The feeling of shame that Toby felt stayed with him for the morning and when he bumped into an enthusiastic Justin at lunchtime, his guilt about what was going to occur that evening came to the fore.

Now, as the thirteen year old counted down the minutes to the end of the school day, he fidgeted in his chair as his cock began to stir at the thought of seeing Justin naked once more. He didn't know what the Reverend would make them do, but he guessed that the pervert would want to watch the pair of them naked, playing with each other at least, before he took Justin and fucked him. Over and over in his mind did he wonder if taking Justin to the Reverend would mean that his own arse would be saved from the disgusting vicar's cock, a very wishful desire on Toby's behalf.

As the school bell rang to end the day, making the teenager jump in surprise, he gathered his books into his bag and rushed away from his friends to meet Justin at their appointed meeting place, just around the corner from the school gates. As he arrived, he saw the expectant dark haired angel waiting for him. Justin's eyes lit up and he was nearly bouncing on the spot in excitement.

 

"You came!" he gushed. "I thought you might back out or something after yesterday, but I'm really, really glad you didn't."

"I promised you," Toby sighed slightly. "Come on, let's go."

"Do you think that we can, you know, have sex again?" the eager puppy asked. "And could I suck you as well?"

"I'm sure that we will have some fun before the Reverend joins in," the teen replied, forcing a smile onto his face. After all, he was looking forward to seeing the sexy, cute young boy naked again, and if he did get to have sex with him once more, then even letting the perv shag his own bum would not be too bad.

"And do you really think that the Reverend will want to have sex with me as well?" Justin almost pleaded.

"Justin, the one thing I can guarantee about this evening is that your arse is going to be well and truly fucked by the Reverend," Toby told him. Surprisingly, the teen felt his cock give a little twitch as a vision of the younger boy face down on the Reverend's bed, his body being dragged up and down against the sheets as the force of Reverend Samuels' thrusting in and out of the small, pert bottom flashed through his mind.

 

The pair made small talk during the fifteen minute walk to the vicarage and as they approached the front door, Reverend Samuels' beamed in joy as he laid eyes firstly on the cute thirteen year old Toby who's body he was enjoying dominating so much before settling on the younger Justin. His hand immediately groped the front of his cassock as his cock sprang to life.

 

`Oh thank you my sweet Lord for the gift of this young boy,' Reverend Samuels silently prayed. `I will pleasure him to the fullest.' He made his way to the front door, opening it and ushering the boys inside and into the kitchen.

"How have you been, my son?" he asked Toby.

"Um, good thank you sir," the teen answered. Toby wasn't surprised to see that the perv was already tenting his cassock and he saw the Reverend's eyes flick to Justin several times.

"And you are still taking care of your mother's needs?"

"Urgh, um, yes sir," Toby stuttered out, flashing a concerned look at Justin, who face had a puzzled expression on it.

"His mother's needs?" the eleven year old asked.

"You must be Justin," the Reverend said, holding his hand out as if to shake the boy's hand.

"Yes Reverend," the dark haired boy replied, holding his own out. "I'm really looking forward to receiving instruction." As his hand was enveloped by the larger hand of the adult, Justin felt his body pulled forwards and the Reverend wrapped his arms around the boy's small frame. Justin felt the hard cock of the Reverend poke him in the chest and he let out an audible gulp as he felt the length of it press against him. It felt much larger than Toby's and he began to have second thoughts about his ability to be able to take it up his arse.

"Well my fine young new recruit, as part of young Toby's education and penance," the Reverend started, "his mother wished to be more involved in his learning so while he comes to learn from me twice a week, his mother continues his education on a daily basis at home."

"YOU MEAN?" Justin gasped out, shock running through his body. "You're fucking your mother?"

 

Toby flushed bright red, his chin resting on his chest as he tried to avoid all eye contact with his young friend. He couldn't believe that the Reverend had just told Justin about his incestuous couplings with his mother.

 

"That's sort of well horny!" Justin giggled. "I mean, I'm not sure if I'd want to, but the thought of fucking your own Mum is well hot, init!"

"You see, Toby," the Reverend smiled at Justin's reaction. "Justin doesn't see a problem with it, so why do you complain so much?"

"It's just that she's a woman," Toby groused. "And my Mother. It's just wrong."

"Well, there is a lot that we do that people would say is wrong," Reverend Samuels smiled. "For instance, you bringing an eleven year old to my house for the pair of us to have sex with? I can see a lot of people would have a problem with that."

"Well, it's not quite like that, is it?" the teen argued. "I mean, Justin wants to."

"Yeah! I really do!" the young lad piped up. "So can we?"

"Of course, my child," the Reverend grinned at the eagerness of the boy. "In fact, why don't you show me if you know how to kiss." He pushed Justin towards Toby and watched as the teenager let out a sigh before taking off his school blazer, leaving him in his white shirt as the eleven year old removed his own jacket. Justin, being in one of the younger years was dressed in a school polo shirt which showed his smooth, slim arms which soon were wrapped around the larger boy's body. Toby tilted his head and leaned forward to close the five inches of height difference between the boys and he gently placed his lips on Justin's. Justin, in turn, had enjoyed his first experience of kissing on the Wispy Willow and enthusiastically traded his tongue with Toby and within moments, the boys almost forgot that they had a willing audience as their hands caressed each other's bodies through the material of their school uniforms. The Reverend could stand by no longer and he moved himself behind young Justin, placing a hand on the boy's pert buttocks. As he squeezed to feel soft cheeks, not flabby, but just perfect to bounce his groin against, he slipped his other hand around the front to grope at the eleven year old's cock. A cock that was already tenting in his grey school trousers.

"Ah fucking hell," Justin gasped out, breaking the kiss as he felt himself touched in his private place for only the second time by another person. "That feels great."

 

Reverend Samuels could wait no more and turned the boy around and showed the strength that belied his age by lifting the small boy up and seating him on the kitchen table. The boy came up to the Reverend's chin so with a quick lean forwards, the man soon had the eleven year old squirming as they traded tongues. Justin tried to wrap his arms around the man to whom he was convinced he would make love to later, but the Reverend's own arms blocked any move as the perverted vicar had his own hands inside the boy's polo shirt and was wrestling with the belt and button of the school trousers.

 

"Um, Reverend," Toby interrupted the impromptu show he was receiving. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom, just in case anyone comes round."

"Good point," Reverend Samuels, pulling away from the cute eleven year old. He motioned for the boy to jump down and for Toby to follow as he ushered the boy from the kitchen. As Toby passed, the Reverend reached out and pulled him into his body. He let his hands slid down the front of the boy, pulling out his shirt from his trousers and slipped a hand inside to stroke the smooth skin of Toby's chest. His other hand massaged the front of Toby's crotch, causing the teenager to groan as he felt his cock respond. "We're going to have some fun upstairs. You and your little friend are going to get naked and put on a little show for me before I fuck your arse. Then you're going to shag Justin's little hole, getting him ready for the main event. Me."

"Yes sir," Toby sighed, having guessed that something like this would happen.

 

They reached the bedroom, Reverend Samuels pointing them inside and as Toby started to remove his shirt, Justin grinned his huge white toothed smile and wasted no time in stripping out of his clothes, leaving himself naked in front of his friend and the man. Reverend Samuels moaned in joy as he saw the perfect preteen body in front of him and he moved forwards to slowly and gently stroke the boy's chest, hips and legs before taking hold of the two inch erection and gently peeling back the foreskin, exposing the small cock head. He rubbed his thumb over the sensitive skin, causing Justin to buck and groan before he released the boy and turned to the now naked Toby.

 

"Both of you get on the bed and kiss each other," he instructed and watched as they complied. Toby laid on his back, pulling the smaller boy on top of him so that his weight didn't hurt the eleven year old and their lips met. Both boys moaned out in pleasure as their tongues probed each other mouths and Toby allowed his hands to wander up and down Justin's smooth back and rested on his bottom.

"Spread his cheeks so I can see his hole," the Reverend told Toby, who pulled apart his young friend's buttocks, exposing his most private place to the perverted vicar. Reverend Samuels moaned as he felt the front of his cassock dampen with the amount of precum that he was now leaking as he saw the small opening. How tight was the boy's anus going to be when he slid his seven inches of flesh inside the preteen boy?

"Turn around and suck each other off," the man grunted out as he walked back over to the sideboard and pulled off his cassock. He pulled open the drawer and lifted out his camera phone, knowing that catching the two boys on film not only would give him wank fodder for years to come, but also another stranglehold over the teenage Toby, who he could sense was beginning to become rebellious about the perverts plans. He pulled up a chair so that he was around a foot away from the side of the bed and as the two boys swallowed each other's cocks, he set the video option going and while he recorded the action with one hand, his spare found his erection which he slowly stroked as he watched the two sexy boys pleasure each other orally.

 

Justin was in heaven. Not only was he fulfilling his desire to suck on Toby's four inches of dick, but he had his teenage friend's mouth wrapped around his own two inches of steely hardness. He felt Toby swirl his tongue around, flicking and probing against his dick slit and, finding he liked the feeling, tried to replicate it on the larger boy's cock. The moan from Toby told Justin that he was doing a decent job and for the next few minutes, the two boys concentrated on pleasuring each other to the best of their young abilities. Reverend Samuels felt like he was in heaven. Not only did he have the boy he had been lusting after for over a year but also a cute and very willing eleven year old prepubescent boy, both of them naked on his bed and both of them were going to feel his cock sliding its way in and out of their boy holes before the evening was out. Justin's breathing suddenly started getting faster as the skilled mouth of his teenage friend pushed him to the limit of his sexual desires and with a shudder running through his body, the eleven year old let out a loud squeak as his little two inches of cock throbbed inside Toby's mouth as he tried to seed the teenager's mouth with juices that were still a couple of years away from being produced.

Toby eased himself off his smaller friend's cock, knowing that his cock would soon become very sensitive having just cum and as he did, he felt his own cock slip out of Justin's mouth as the youngster basked in the afterglow of his orgasm. Toby looked across at the wanking Reverend, a frown appearing on his face as he saw the phone recording his activities and gave the man an enquiring look.

 

"Time for me to join in the fun," the old pervert smiled. He saw a grimace flash across the teenager's face and for a moment, guilt reared up in the man of the cloth about making the boy do things he obviously didn't enjoy but his twitching cock soon overrode those doubts and as he grabbed Toby by the waist, pushing his chest into the bed sheets and lifting his hips off the bed, he dove in and started licking the boy pussy that he so loved the taste of.

"Urgh! Oh shit!" Toby gasped as, against his wishes, his body reacted to the sensations that the Reverend was plying on his young pucker.

"Justin, watch carefully how Toby uses his hole as you will be getting both his and my cocks inside your little pucker before the evening is out," Reverend Samuels told the eleven year old, who was watching wide eyed as his friend writhed in pleasure under the oral assault on his anus. The Reverend held his fore and middle fingers out to Justin, deciding to start the boy's fall into perversion by insisting that he slicked the man's fingers ready for insertion into Toby's arse instead of lubing them as normal. His cock throbbed in delight as the eager to please dark haired boy happily sucked his fingers into his mouth, bobbing up and down on them as if he was giving the digits a blow job. Once the Reverend was happy that they were slick enough, he pulled them out of the boy's mouth and pressed them into the teenager's arse without hesitation. Toby let out a loud groan as he felt his insides invaded and prodded by the thick fingers of the old man.

"You see Justin, when you poke a boy's bum in just the right place, he loves it no matter what he thinks he believes," Reverend Samuels chuckled at Toby's reactions, knowing that the boy wasn't fond of him and the sex that they were having, but his body told a completely different story. He loved making the teenager spunk while his thick cock was up inside him and hearing the sexy blonde beg him to fuck him harder so that he could achieve his orgasm was fulfilling.

"Yeah, I can see that," Justin giggled. "It felt real nice when Toby and me did it the other day."

"I bet it did, son," the Reverend smiled, his fondness for the young boy increasing with every passing minute. He was going to treasure his time with the black haired beauty. He pulled his fingers out of Toby's bum hole and started to reach for the lube before a wicked thought passed through his mind. How far could he push the young Justin on his first encounter? He held out his hand once more, this time adding a third finger and motioned for the eleven year old to repeat his sucking. He saw indecision on the cute face. "Come on Justin, you don't want me to hurt Toby but not having my fingers slick now do you?"

"No!" the young boy shook his head frantically and grabbing the outstretched hand, he opened his mouth and took the three fingers in. As he sucked and slurped on the thick digits, he could taste a tangy flavour and realised that he was savouring the taste of Toby's insides. His little cocklet sprung back to life as he figured out he could not get any more intimate than actually tasting his friend's inner juices.

 

Toby meanwhile had turned his head and was watching the corruption of his young friend with a growing sense of dread and relief. Dread that the boy would become so enraptured with the perverseness of the Reverend that he would want to continue his visits but tinged with relief that if Justin did enjoy and want to carry on with the Reverend, then maybe, just maybe, he would be released from his sexual slavery to the man. His musing were cut short as he watched the vicar pull his hand out of his friend's mouth and return them to his hole. Toby gritted his teeth as the three fingers were forced inside him, twisting as they went, loosening him up for the thick cock that was to follow.

The Reverend smiled to himself as he felt the teenager quiver and shudder as he fingered his young anus. He knew that, despite his protestations, young Toby didn't mind the hard thrusts of his cock and he replicated that with his fingers, pushing them in and out of his hole until the teenager groaned and grunted in pleasure.

 

"Tell me what you want, son," he demanded, wanting to hear the submission in Toby's voice.

"Fuck me now, please, sir," the teenager begged. "Please, I need your cock inside me." Toby hated himself for begging but his body demanded relief in the only way it knew how, to be buggered hard and fast by the pervert.

"You only had to ask, my son," Reverend Samuels smiled and lined his thick mushroom head up against the boy's anus. "Now watch closely Justin, watch as his hole stretches."

 

Justin leaned in until his face was inches away from Toby's bum and the thick shaft of the vicar. The teenager, now flamed red face in embarrassment as he felt the breath of his young friend on his back passage, knowing that he was about to be watched as he was penetrated let out a loud yelp as the Reverend first eased his cock head into the boy, Toby's teenage pucker stretching around it before he thrust himself balls deep in one fast movement. Toby cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as his hole protested about the hard intrusion which his inner canal, with his growing prostate sent pleasure signals to the boy's brain as it was rubbed and massaged over and over as Reverend Samuels started his thrusting into his young sex toy. For once, he allowed Toby to be in what he knew was the boy's favourite position, face down, his whole body flat on the bed. He looped his arms through the shoulders of the smooth teenager body, holding him tight against his older body while his hips pistoned in and out, thrusting his seven inches deep inside the tight anus of the blonde. How he loved the feel of the boy's innards wrapped around his cock and far too quickly, he felt his ardour begin to rise. Normally this wouldn't be a problem for the old pervert as he would normally fuck young Toby at least twice, sometimes three or four times during their time together, but this time, his cock would have a different home second time around. The thought of lasting longer, wedged inside the tight small body of the eleven year old sent him over the edge and with his head thrown back in a cry of ecstasy, he filled Toby's anal passage with thick creamy spunk as he shot load after load inside the boy.

 

He held the boy's body against himself for a few moments while he regained his breath, before rolling off Toby, pulling his semi limp cock out of the boy's backside. Toby, knowing what would be instructed if he didn't act, turned his body on the bed, his own cock painfully erect as the Reverend had cum far too quickly to get the boy to his own orgasm. He looked in disgust at the cum smeared and anal juice covered limp cock before leaning over to take it into his mouth.

 

"Ew! That's just been up your bum hole!" Justin turned his nose up.

"Now then Justin," Reverend Samuels held his hand up to the boy. "To become a proper little bottom boy, just like Toby here, you have to learn to clean up after your top. That means that you must suck the cock clean that has just bred your little boy hole."

"Oh, really?" Justin asked, his face showing his indecision at the prospect. "Well, if Toby is doing it, then it must be true I guess." He sat back on his legs, still in a kneeling position and watched his older friend slurp and clean the cock that had just buggered his arse.

"Now then, I think it's time to see whether or not young Justin here is ready to become a big boy," the vicar announced. He was desperate to fuck the boy but knew he needed some time to regain his erection so he set about his plan of making sure that the eleven year old would feel as little discomfort as possible on his first man fuck.

"Toby, place him onto his front and eat out his hole," Reverend Samuels instructed the teen, before picking up his phone once again to record the teen for blackmail. Toby, knowing that he was going to end up fucking the boy's hole, figured that he needed to start the loosening and lubing process and he had enjoyed rimming the boy on Wispy Willow a few days earlier so he shrugged to himself and turned the youngster onto his front. He pulled the slim hips upwards, and placed his hands on the pale white cheeks of Justin's arse. Spreading the cheeks open, Toby licked his lips in anticipation of tasting his friend's hole once more. He had told Justin to make sure that he was clean and short of anything making its way through the boy's system while he was at school, he had no fears about meeting an unwanted visitor coming the other way.

"Get in there and lick him, boy," the Reverend insisted, getting a little ansty about the lack of action by the teenager. Toby flashed him a look of disgust before leaning in and running his tongue up and down Justin's valley, teasing it over the boy's pucker.

"Oh fucking hell, that feels awesome!" Justin gasped out as he was rimmed for the second time in his young life. He gripped the bed sheets as he felt his friend stop his tracing and concentrate all of his oral attention on his little opening, probing and pushing his tongue against the surface of his hole. Without warning, Toby sealed his lips around the pucker and started to try to French kiss it, an action that drove his mother crazy in lust when he replicated it on her pussy. The teen felt the hole quiver under the assault and his tongue felt like it slipped in very slightly. Wanting more, he pulled away from the hole and, kneeling in position, looking at the boy, an idea came to him.

"Justin, hold open your cheeks for me," Toby told the eleven year old, who complied without question. This allowed the teen to release the boy's buttocks and moved his fingers into the crack of his arse. He gently gripped the sides of the boy's pucker, two fingers on each, and pulled it apart. Sure enough, this opened up Justin's most private inner space and, with his cock quivering underneath him, Toby dove forwards and forced his tongue inside his friend.

 

Justin's whole body quivered and shook as he felt Toby's tongue invade his insides. `How could anything top this feeling?' the boy wondered until finally Toby pulled away. He grabbed the small bottle of lube that the Reverend handed to him and he squeezed a generous amount onto his fore and middle fingers. Knowing that he had already started the process with his tongue and spit, he had no qualms on pushing two fingers into Justin's tight hole, causing the black haired boy to grunt and groan in pleasure.

 

"Oh Jeez! Keep doing that, please!" Justin begged as Toby concentrated on finger fucking his friend, twisting his fingers as they pushed and pulled in and out, stretching the boy's tight sphincter until he felt he was ready.

"Okay Justin," Toby started. "I'm gonna enter you now."

"Hold on a moment, Toby," the Reverend interrupted. He had ripped his hand from his cock for fear of spurting his own cream too early, he wanted to wait until Toby was buggering his friend before he did that. "You need your cock lubing up." He squeezed some lube into his palm and gripped the teenager's four inches of erection. He tugged and pulled it slowly, wanking the teenager under the premise of lubing him up.

"If you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum before I even get inside him!" Toby grunted, causing the pervert to remove his hand. He positioned himself behind Justin, who still had a grip of his arse cheeks, spread open inviting the teenager to press forward into his pucker. Toby lined his cock head against the small opening and gripping the slim hips, he pushed forwards gently, but with enough force to break past the boy's defences.

"Oh fuck!" Justin gasped as he felt his hole stretch open to accept the incoming cock.

"Ah shit, you're so fucking tight Jus," Toby moaned as he felt the velvety warmth of the eleven year old's arse envelope his cock. He kept pushing until he felt his small bush of pubes brush against Justin's bare, smooth arse cheeks and he was all the way in. As he started to lean forwards, to slip his arms underneath his little lover, the Reverend interrupted his motion.

"No, no, no, Toby," he stopped the boy from getting into the position that the Reverend knew he loved being on the reverse of. He needed to show who was the dominant player in the room, and forcing Toby to have sex in a different position would do just that. Not only that, it would lay down the ground rules for young Justin and make him fully aware that the boy was a bottom to be used as and when the Reverend demanded. "Fuck him doggy style."

"But I hate that," Toby snapped back, only to have his exposed rear end smacked hard by the Reverend's hand.

"You do as I tell you, boy," the man hissed. "Unless you want certain things exposed."

"Shit," the teen sighed.

"Look Toby, do this for me," the Reverend soothed in a calmer, softer voice, "and I will give you all of the contents of my special envelope tonight."

"Really? All of them?" Toby looked at him in surprise. Would he really? This was the chance to get his hands on the incriminating photos of his father once and for all. "Okay then. Justin, I'm gonna pull out and then I want you to get up on your hands and knees for me."

"Okay," the trusting youngster replied. He gave a small sigh as he felt his arsehole vacated as Toby slid out of him and he pushed himself up so that he was in the good old fashioned doggy stance. Toby lined himself back up, having to use his hands to open up the lad's bum cheeks once more before, with one thrust, he forced himself back inside the cute, tight pucker of the emo boy. "Oh FUCK!" Justin yelped out as he felt his immature prostate assaulted in the new position by the teenager's cock. As Toby started to thrust in and out of him, Justin felt his body push forwards and pull back as the teenager gripped his hips to aid in the fucking of his ass. He would have let out a small giggle as he felt his semi limp dick flop back and forth underneath him, which was the perfect sight for the repositioned Reverend who was intent on capturing the entire fuck on video. He zoomed in on both boys' faces in turn, Toby's a mask of concentration and relief as he fucked his young friend while Justin's was a mix of pain and pleasure as the older boy's cock drove into him with some force while rubbing against his little love nub inside him.

"ARGH! SHIT! CUMMING!" Toby yelled out as he felt his cock explode inside the tight canal of the eleven year old's arse. Shot after shot of his boy spunk flew from his piss slit as he coated the inside of his friend. The teen was disappointed that he hadn't lasted longer but with the previous oral manipulations from Justin followed by the unfulfilled cum from the fuck that the Reverend had given him, and then the wank that followed, he wasn't surprised he had cum so quickly. He slipped out of his young friend, who immediately turned around on the bed. Toby, wondering what the boy was doing could only moan as he felt the small mouth of his friend cover his cock as the boy took to heart the instruction of the Reverend about cleaning up the cock that's just fucked him.

"Oh shit! I've got to have you now, my son!" Reverend Samuels sighed lustfully as he watched the eleven year old's arse wiggle as he sucked his own arse juices from the teenager's dick. He stood up and pried apart the boy's buttocks and was delighted to see Justin's anus still slightly open and even better was the small trickle of Toby's cum that was leaking from the preteen. "Toby, shift off the bed. I'm going to ride this boy good and hard and show him what pleasure a true top can give his bottom boy."

 

Toby rolled from the bed and moved over to the chair where his clothes were piled. Having witnessed the vicar recording his own coupling with his friend, as well as his mother, Toby decided that he could also play that card and maybe get his own bargaining tool over the pervert. He fished out his phone, set the video to widescreen and discretely placed it on the side so that it would capture the full view of the bed.

Justin squeaked in pleasure as he felt the vicar's experience tongue and mouth probe and suck his anus, the Reverend savouring the taste of Toby's cum mixed with the anal juices of the eleven year old he was about to bugger. He slipped his hand in between the boy's legs and took hold of his two inch erection and started to pump it back and forth, causing Justin's breath to increase in pace and become heavy with lust as he felt himself edge towards another dry orgasm.

Toby found himself hard, despite his dislike of the situation but watching his young friend's body shudder through its climax turned him on immensely. He knew from experience what would now happen and sure enough, as soon as Justin fought to get his breath, sweat dripping from his naked body, the Reverend lined his cock up against the small pucker and held the boy's hips.

 

"Now then Justin, I want you to push out like you're taking a dump," he instructed the boy, getting a giggle from the cute preteen. Taking that laugh as a sign of readiness, he pushed forward, feeling the vicelike grip of the boy's anus as it fought to keep out the foreign invader. "Come on boy, let me in!" he growled in frustration as he struggled with the tight pucker but he could make no headway. Pulling away in disgust, he turned the boy's body so that he was face to face. He could see worry and a small amount of discomfort on the face staring back at him and his anger evaporated. "Look Justin, I am going to fuck this arse of yours tonight, and I know that you want me to, don't you?"

"Yes sir, I'm mean Reverend," Justin pleaded. "What can I do?"

"Um, Reverend," Toby piped up, not wanting to help him, but also not wanting his young friend to be hurt. "Maybe if you lay Justin on his back and push his legs up and back, that will open him wider and make it easier for you to get inside him."

"That's a fine idea young man," Reverend Samuels smiled at the teenager. `There could be hope for him yet,' he thought to himself. If he could turn Toby into a versatile, a willing bottom but a boy who will fuck boys younger than himself, he could use the teenager to attract other youngsters into the sexual circle.

 

With Toby's suggestion in his mind, the vicar flipped the preteen body over and onto Justin's back. He took hold of the boy's slim calves and eased them upwards and over the boy's shoulders. As he leaned over, he found that he was face to face once again with the now smiling boy and he moved his head forward and planted his lips on the boy's. Justin, thrilled that the man wanted to kiss him, opened his mouth and accepted his tongue into him. They kissed for minutes before the Reverend's brain and cock demanded action and so he broke the kiss and instructed the boy to take hold of his legs. Toby was right. With Justin in this position, his buttocks were spread wide and his little pink pucker completely exposed to the world. He ran his cock head up and down the boy's bottom, teasing his hole with it before lining himself up once more. With a grunt and a hard push, the thick mushroom head popped inside the tight hole and there were two very differing yells. Justin's was one of pain as he felt his hole stretched open like never before. Tears leaked down his cheeks and he bit back the sobs that threatened to overtake his body. Reverend Samuels' was one of joyous exultation. Only once before had he experienced a hole so tight, that of young Darren Fitzgerald when he was serving in Ireland and had taken the young eight year old under his wing, and under his cassock. He had fucked the eight year old in the vestry of the church, but when the boy ran home crying, he pleaded to the Church to move him immediately and in a shameful display of secrecy, he was moved quickly and quietly out of the country before any police involvement caused embarrassment to the Church.

Toby grimaced in sympathy as he watched his friend wilt under the now thrusting assault of the vicar. He picked up his phone, ensuring that he was capturing the face and cock of the vicar fucking the preteen, without getting Justin's face in the film. As long as the Reverend normally lasts second time round, the increased tightness of the young boy's hole drove him fast to his second cum of the evening as he felt his cock spurt forth his holy seed inside the eleven year old's ass. He pulled out, dropping heavily to the side of the bed besides Justin, who winced as he struggled to move to try to clean off the cock that had just impaled him. Not wanting his young friend to go through the final indignity after such a hard fucking, Toby shut off his phone and put a hand on Justin's chest.

 

"I'll do it, Jus," the teen told him. "You just relax and recover." He knelt between the Reverend's open legs and leaned forwards to take the now limp dick into his mouth. A thrilling shock ran through his body as he tasted not only the old pervert's spunk, but also the tangy flavour of Justin's insides. Reverend Samuels basked in the glorious knowledge that he now had two sexy underage boys, willing to service him as he saw fit and as the skilled mouth of his favourite teenager cleaned his cock, he pulled the eleven year old to him and kissed him deeply. Justin was already loving the experience of being kissed by the man and was delighted to have another opportunity to exchange tongues with him as his older friend took his duty of licking and cleaning the cock that had so buggered him minutes earlier. Eventually, the Reverend broke the kiss and rolled the cute, black haired boy to one side.

"Well boys, I think that's about enough for today," he announced, feeling exhausted pleasure.

"I thought you were gonna, you know, do me a few times?" Justin replied, half disappointed but half relieved as his bum hole still ached terribly from the fuck he had received.

"Maybe next time," the Reverend stroked his hair. "Today I want us all to remember Justin's first time with a man so get yourselves dressed and let me go and complete a transaction that I need to."

 

The boys got up from the bed, Justin a lot more gingerly than Toby and as the finished dressing, a now clothed Reverend walked back into the room. He handed Toby a sealed brown A4 envelope.

 

"Here you go, Tobes," he reached out and stroked the cheek of the blonde haired teen. "Never say that I'm not a man of my word."

"Thanks Reverend Samuels," Toby actually smiled at the man. "I really appreciate it."

 

The pair said their farewells, Justin kissing the Reverend enthusiastically before Toby allowed the man to press his tongue into his mouth as a thank you for the incriminating pictures of his father. As they walked home, Justin gave up his questioning of his older friend as to the contents of the envelope after three abortive attempts before thanking Toby for introducing him to the Reverend.

 

"So are you okay, down there I mean?" Toby asked.

"I'm a little sore, but he sure did fuck me good!" Justin giggled.

"Did you like it?" the teen asked. "Everything that happened?"

"Yeah, I really did," the younger boy replied, a serious look on his face. "I really like doing stuff with you cos you're really nice and really attractive, but the fullness I felt when the Reverend was inside me, the strength of him, well it really turned me on."

"I understand that, Jus, I really do," Toby patted the boy on the shoulder. "I've been with a couple of other guys who have made me feel wonderful, made me feel like I was the most important person on the planet. With the Reverend, well I never wanted to do stuff with him and he persuaded my Mother that he could cure me and I was left with no choice in the matter."

"Well, now I'm involved, maybe you won't have to do as much with him if you don't want to?" Justin suggested, seeing straight to the heart of Toby's dilemma. "I know that, in a way, you didn't want me to get involved with him, but another part of you did, but trust me when I say that I really, really did like what we did, even if it did hurt a bit but I expected it to, so don't worry. I want to go and do more stuff with him and if it means that you don't have to, we both win."

"Jus, you are the sweetest, most wonderful boy that anyone could ever wish to meet," Toby said, a hitch in his voice as his emotions started to threaten to get the better of him.

"Promise me one thing though," the eleven year old asked, the serious look returning to his face before he broke into a smile. "We can still do stuff together, you know, just us at the boat or something?"

"Of course!" Toby grinned. "There's no way I'm gonna stop having fun with you, you're far too cute and sexy for that!"

"Kewl!" Justin giggled. "Well, this is me."

 

Toby looked up, surprised that they had already reached the end of Justin's street. Giving him a brief hug in farewell, the teenager started back to his own house, wondering what would happen tonight when he walked in. He saw a bench by the side of the road and he sat down heavily on it for a few moments. Opening his bag, he slit open the top of the envelope, keeping it in his bag just in case a passer-by happened to see the contents and as he quickly scanned through the photos, sure enough, his Dad and the underage girl were splashed all across them, engaged in various sexual positions. A quick count up of the pictures inside along with how many he had already destroyed matched the number that the Reverend had told him so he sighed a huge breath of relief that his father would be free. He would tell his father tonight about the girl being underage and get him to break off the relationship before any further incriminating pictures could be taken, but he was still left with the problem of his mother.

As he sat pondering, his phone bleeped with the tone of an incoming message and as he pulled it out of his pocket, he saw the familiar number of the Reverend.

 

`Just in case you think that you no longer need to come over as your father is now free, don't forget I have the video of your mother and also this new video. I'm sure you wouldn't want this in the public eye!'

 

With dread, Toby opened the attachment and the screen was filled with the sight of Toby ramming his cock inside Justin's arse before thrusting back and forth, doggy style. He could hear his friend's whimpers and groans before he watched himself unload his spunk into his friend's innards before pulling out and turning the boy so that he could suck his cock clean. Anger flared inside him as he realised that the Reverend had no intention on stopping using his body so he quickly checked out the video that he himself had recorded. Satisfied that it was good enough quality, he quickly typed his reply.

 

`I think you might want this to stay secret as well, so here's what we will do. You tell my Mother that I'm cured and she cannot have sex with me any longer. You can have Justin as he likes you and I will keep quiet about everything else. The sex between us is finished!'

 

Toby attached the video and hit send. Within minutes, his phone rang.

 

"Well, it looks like my little cub has grown some teeth," the Reverend chuckled down the phone.

"I will take it to the police if you don't agree to my terms," Toby replied, confident in his position of authority. He figured that a video of Justin and himself would be put down to two boys experimenting while a video of a grown man and the eleven year old would surely mean prison for the Reverend.

"Your mother would also go to prison in that case," Reverend Samuels reminded him. "After all, they will examine all of my equipment and they will find that video."

"At least it stops her from abusing me," Toby snapped, playing a poker hand that he didn't realise he had.

"Oh, young Toby, I will miss your body," the old guy sighed. "I accept your conditions. After all, young Justin is a treasure to behold and a nice replacement for you."

"Just, please don't hurt him, okay?"

"I will treasure him, as I treasured the time that we shared," the Reverend replied, and Toby actually heard the affection in his voice for the first time.

"Then we're done." Hearing the affirmative, Toby hung up and picked himself up from the bench and headed home with a huge smile on his face.

 

 

Petunia, waiting and watching by the window as always, smiled to herself as she watched her gorgeous son almost skip down the front path. She rushed past her husband to head for the hallway so that she could greet her boy in the manner that she had become accustomed to. She heard the muttered curse from Barry, but knowing that she would soon have her son, naked, sliding his lovely young cock inside her pussy had already dampened her knickers. The front door opened and instead of the usual frown on his face, Petunia's heart quickened as she saw the beautiful smile that adorned her thirteen year old son's face.

 

"Come here Toby and greet your mother properly," she said, lust evident in her voice. Her hands were already stretching forwards, wanting to feel the hardness of her son's cock through his grey school trousers, the smoothness of his firm chest and back as she slipped her hands inside his white school shirt.

"I don't think so Mother," Toby replied nonchalantly. This was it. This was the test of Reverend Samuels keeping his word.

"What?" Petunia gasped. "Come here now and kiss me like you've been told to."

"The Reverend says that I'm cured and I no longer need any instruction, either from him OR from you," the boy smiled. "So I can just go back to being a boy and not having to worry about sex or anything like that."

"Don't be stupid," Petunia hissed, seeing her dreams of taking the boy sexually for a number of years disappearing fast. "The Reverend must be mistaken, now come here and greet me properly or there'll be Hell to pay."

 

She walked over to him, Toby backing up slightly and soon felt his back press against the hallway wall. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, his mother was supposed to accept what he told her, wasn't she? Surely she would be happy that he told her that he was cured? His mixed thoughts were interrupted when he felt his trouser button popped open and the zipper pulled down. As Petunia slipped her hand inside the tight briefs of her son, she squeezed and rubbed his soft dick until it started to stir into hardness. Seeing her son open his mouth to complain once more, she pressed her lips to his, forcing her tongue inside his mouth. Toby squirmed under the assault from his mother, his eyes wide open, his shock and surprise at the aggressiveness of his mother's actions as she ripped open his shirt, buttons flying everywhere. He whimpered softly, not wanting any further sexual contact but with his body betraying him to his mother, he knew that she would not stop until he was deep inside her pussy.

 

"Jesus Christ Petunia," Barry sighed as he walked from the lounge to the kitchen to grab a beer. His eyes were wide in surprise as he saw his wife practically raping their son where he stood. He couldn't help but take in the smooth chest of his boy and seeing his wife's hand inside the fly of the grey school trousers, slowly wanking the teenager, Barry felt himself thinking and wishing that he was in Petunia's place. "At least take the poor boy upstairs."

"I will," Petunia gasped as she pulled her mouth away from Toby's.

"DAD! NO!" Toby yelled. "MAKE HER STOP!"

"Pardon?" Barry frowned. Could it be that his son had finally had enough of being molested by his own mother?

"Dad, the Reverend says that Mother isn't to have sex with me or touch me anymore, but she won't listen," the boy cried, tears started to fall from his brown eyes.

"Don't be silly, son," Petunia faked a sweet smile. "Your mother knows better than the Reverend about what instruction you need."

"Petunia, take your hands off our boy," Barry Jacobs hissed. "NOW!" He said it with such venom that Petunia stepped back three paces in shock. Toby ran over to his father, almost hiding behind him, placing a barrier in between him and his mother.

"Here Dad, ring him, please," Toby begged handing his father his phone.

 

As Barry dialled the number on the phone, Petunia slowly edged her way over to her son. Unseen by Toby and lost in the lust she felt, she eased her hands back onto his body, pulling him slowly into the lounge and away from her husband. Toby had been too busy concentrating on watching Barry ring and when he heard his father introduce himself to the Reverend, he felt a moment of elation. It was a moment short lived as his belt was undone and in a swift movement, his trousers and underwear were ripped down to his ankles. Pushed backwards onto the sofa, he could only stare in wide eyed shock as he watched his mother hitch up her skirt, showing that she was naked underneath and in a quick, forward movement, she forced herself onto his still erect cock.

 

"NO! Get off me!" he cried out and as her tried to push off his mother, Barry came charging through the door. Sickened by what he saw, he grabbed his wife and physically pulled her off his son.

"You sicken me, bitch!" Barry yelled, restraining himself from slapping the woman. "I've confirmed what Toby has said, and Reverend Samuels has said if you have a problem then you are to call him direct."

"I don't believe it," Petunia grasped to her belief that somewhere, someone was mistaken. How could they be so cruel as to allow her to finally find the sexual partner that she desired, only to snatch him away just days later?

"Believe it, Petunia," Mr Jacobs snarled at her. "If you ever touch our son again, and I'm not only talking sexually, then I will go to the police. As it is, I want you out of this house and I'm filing for divorce in the morning."

"But, but," she stuttered seeing her whole life start to slip away from her. "Where will I go?"

"Try some of your church friends. I'm sure they'll put you up for the night." Barry suggested. "But really, I don't give a shit. You have fifteen minutes to pack a bag and get the fuck out of this house. Toby, get covered up, go upstairs and get changed."

"Yes Dad," the boy smiled as he realised that his father was on his side. Despite everything he had been doing, his father still loved him. He brushed past his mother, running upstairs to his room. He had removed his tattered shirt and had just pulled off his school trousers and briefs, wanting a fresh pair after the sex at the Reverend's as well as the stained precum from his mother's manipulation. As he stood there naked, looking through his drawer for a fresh pair of briefs, he felt hands encircle his body, touching him once more.

"Come on baby, ignore what your father says," Petunia whispered desperately. "Let's have some fun, just one last time."

"Fuck off!" Toby swore for the first time in anger at his mother. "You're nothing but a dirty pervert and I want nothing to do with you ever again. Get out of my room and tell Dad to tell me when you've gone. I never want to see you again, and if I do and you try to touch me, I'll take this to the police!" He grabbed his phone and picked the video that the Reverend had sent him showing the teen fucking his mother.

"Where did that come from?" she gasped.

"It doesn't matter, but know that if I show this to the police, you'll go to prison," the boy hissed. "You know what they'd do to you in there."

"But I love you son," Petunia pleaded.

"No you don't. If you did, you wouldn't have given me over to the Reverend to let him fuck me in the first place," Toby snarled. "You wouldn't be forcing me to have sex with you either. You're my Mother for God's sake. Now get out of my room."

 

Toby pushed his mother away from him and not convinced she would leave of her own accord, he continued pushing until she was back out on the landing. Closing the door behind him, he sank to the floor, his back resting against the cool, white door, his breath coming in heavy gasps as he realised that his nightmare was going to be over. He had stood up to the Reverend and his mother and he had won. He thought he had only sat thinking for a few minutes but as the knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts, he heard his father's voice through the closed barrier.

 

"Toby, it's safe now," Barry said through the door, trying to reassure his son. "Your mother has packed a bag and left. I've taken her key from her so if she wants to get back in, she'll have to ring the bell."

"Thank God!" Toby sighed and picked himself up from the floor. He opened the door, forgetting in his relief that he was still naked and motioned his father inside.

"Um, don't you want to put some clothes on, son?" Barry suggested, trying not to stare at his boy's firm, slim body. His eyes were drawn to the teenager's crotch and his flaccid dick. For a moment, Barry imagined wrapping his lips around his son's cock, sucking it to hardness and bringing the boy to a creamy orgasm. He shook his head in disgust at himself, cursing that he was no better than his soon to be ex-wife.

"Oops, yeah I guess so," the boy giggled. He made his way back over to the still open drawer and pulled out a pair of lime green briefs, which he slipped on. He decided to forgo a t-shirt for now as he had more important matters to think about.

"So why has the Reverend agreed that you're cured?" Barry asked. "Not that I believe for a minute that he was curing you."

"No he wasn't," Toby sat down on his bed, his father taking a seat next to him. "Mother was convinced I was evil, being gay and the Reverend played her. He likes having sex with boys and he took the opportunity to persuade her that he could cure me with his `Holy Seed.'" Toby made the speech marks with his fingers to emphasize the point.

"She is gullible. I can understand you wanting to experience sex with him, but having sex with your mother?"

"I didn't really want to have sex with him, and definitely not with Mother," Toby frowned. "I felt sick every time I had to have sex with her, especially when she made me, you know, eat her out." The boy gagged slightly in memory.

"So why did you agree to go along with it?" Barry asked, confused at his son's response.

"Well, that's what I need to talk to you about," the teenager sighed. He turned and stretched over the bed to reach for the hidden envelope. As he did, his father was presented with the thinly clothed round globes of his buttocks and Barry felt his cock stir as the thought crossed his mind once again of sliding his cock into his son's pucker.

"What about?" Barry tried to disguise the growing lust in his voice.

"This," Toby replied. He handed his father the brown envelope. He watched as his father emptied the contents onto his lap, Barry's eyes widening in shock as he saw dozens of photographs of himself, naked, having sex with Jessica.

"What the fuck?" Barry gasped. "Where did you get these?"

"Reverend Samuels. He told me that if I didn't go along with his plan and let him have sex with me, then he would send these to the police and the papers," the teen sighed.

"But why would that matter?"

"Cos she's only fourteen," Toby explained.

 

Barry went ashen white. Toby actually saw his father's face drain of blood and for a moment, he thought that Barry would pass out. He watched as his father grabbed the photos once again, looking and studying the girl.

 

"But she told me she was nineteen," he argued with his son.

"He showed me her school photo," Toby replied. "She goes to Hallowfords and I checked it out and it's true. She's in the year above me."

"But, but," Barry stopped. "That makes me as bad as your mother. I've had sex with an underage child!"

"No it doesn't!" the teen snapped. "You didn't know, but in court, that won't stand up."

"Of course it wouldn't stand up. I'd be sent to prison."

"That's why I was letting the Reverend do me," Toby patted his father's knee. "Every time I went round, he gave me two of the photos so that I could destroy them."

"You mean," Barry paused. "You mean you were letting them abuse you so that you could keep him from calling the police on me?"

"Well, yeah Dad, and I'd do it all over again," the blonde replied, unconditional love shining in his eyes. Barry pulled his son into his body, hugging him tightly.

"I love you son, and I promise you, I will find a way to repay what you have done, what you have suffered for me."

"Getting Mother out of the house is enough," Toby said sadly. "Trust me. Now that I never have to have sex with her again, or let her touch me, that's more than enough."

 

They sat there, in silence, father and son, Barry's strong arms wrapped around his young son's naked upper torso. Finally, he asked the question that Toby was hoping to avoid.

 

"So what changed? Why did he let me and you off the hook?"

"Um, there's another boy who wanted to be introduced to sex, and to a man," Toby admitted. "He's really sweet and I did try to persuade him not to. I even had sex with him to try to make him see that he doesn't need to be with a man."

"But he went with you today?"

"Yeah, and he loved every minute of it. He told me on the way home that he was happy to take my place and when I spoke with Reverend Samuels after, he said that he would treat Justin good and that he just wanted to have sex with a boy, not hurt him or anything. As Justin is a willing partner, not like me, Reverend Samuels told me that I could stop seeing him and that he'd agree to tell Mother to stop."

"So basically, you've traded the boy for you?" Barry frowned. "Maybe we should call the police on the Reverend?"

"NO!" Toby shouted. "Sorry, but Dad, I truly think that Justin and him will be good for each other, and he did keep his word and give me all the photos and tell Mother to stop. I think we should just leave it be and thank God that none of what has been happening has been given to the police."

"Well, maybe you're right," Barry agreed. "Of course, I'll need to stop seeing Jessica immediately. In fact, I'm going to go and ring her now. Why don't you go and ring the pizza shop and get us a delivery while I do that."

"Okay, cool. Can I have a meat feast?"

"Order two, I'd love one as well!"

 

Barry watched his son jump up, still only clad in his briefs and run off down the stairs to get the menu. He flopped back onto his son's bed, crumpling some of the photos and realised how close he had come to having his life ruined. He fished his phone out of his pocket and rang Jessica's number. After a brief hello, he explained how he had discovered her true age and she broke down in tears, sobbing for forgiveness and explaining that the Reverend had a compromising photo of her own father having sex with her and that she did it to keep him out of prison. Barry reassured her that he felt no animosity towards her and that she was a sweet girl but that they would not be seeing each other again. As he hung up, the sudden thought crossed his mind.

 

"Shit! It's back to old Rosie Palm for my sex life again!" he mused to himself. "I'm really going to miss shagging her tight arse. I wonder if Toby's is as tight?" He shook his head as he gathered up the photos and walked into his bedroom, putting them away in a drawer. He thought about destroying them but decided against it, thinking that they would be good wank fodder in the coming days while his sex life dried up.

"Pizza's here!" Toby yelled upstairs. "I need money Dad!"

"Coming son," Barry shouted back and headed downstairs to see the boy with the door open, holding the two pizza boxes while the middle aged delivery man oogled his son's near naked body. "God's sake Toby, cover up!"

"There's no need to worry about that, sir," the driver chuckled. "I've got three boys of my own and it's a bugger to keep any of them clothed at times."

"Well, he should know better. How much do I owe you?"

 

Having settled the bill, telling the driver to keep the change, Barry headed into the lounge where Toby had already opened his box and was happily demolishing his pizza. He sat down on the couch, next to his son and was surprised to see an open beer on the table next to him.

 

"Well, I thought you'd want one," Toby answered the unasked question.

"Thanks son," he replied and drank a couple of mouthfuls.

 

They made short work of the pizza, the teenager obviously finishing before his father. As they watched a film on the television, Toby stretched out, the tiredness of the stress beginning to make itself known on his body. Barry could only marvel once more at how lithe and fit his young son had turned. His eyes, again, were drawn to Toby's crotch, where a nice bulge in the pouch of the lime green briefs showed Barry that his son was indeed growing up. As he finished his own pizza and put the box on the floor, Toby decided that he needed to feel the comfort of his father so he shifted position until he was snuggled against him. Barry, shifting in position so that he was almost lying down on the couch, twisted his body so that he was lying with his back to the back of the sofa and Toby was in front of him. He draped an arm over his son's chest, which Toby took his hand in his own. They laid in silence, watching as whichever serial killer finally got his comeuppance. Toby, feeling the warmth of his father's body through the thin cotton shirt that Barry was wearing, began to feel himself have thoughts that he realised he shouldn't. However, being thirteen, his horniness began to override his common sense and as he held his father's hand, pressed flat against his stomach, he felt his cock began to stir to life in his briefs.

Barry meanwhile had long since lost interest in the film and was concentrating on watching his son. Ever since he was fifteen, he had considered himself straight. Sure, he had messed around with his older brother who taught him to masturbate but when he sank his cock into Sarah Varsey's pussy in the school toilets when he was fourteen, he was hooked. At fifteen, he had the secret reputation around school as being the boy to let fuck you with his already impressive cock and when he met Petunia during college, he settled down and was content to make love to the beautiful woman that she was. That had changed over the last year and now, gazing down at his thirteen year old, he saw traces of the beautiful woman that he had fallen in love with. Toby had the same delicate cheek bones, the same deep brown eyes and as he felt the smooth skin of his son's stomach, Barry felt his dick begin to stiffen inside his trousers. As he tried to dismiss his thoughts that were turning lustful, Toby suddenly backed deep into his body and let out a small cry as blood splattered across the screen as the head of the serial killer exploded under gunfire. The result of the teenager's fright meant that Barry's tented trousers were now pressed firmly into the valley of his son's brief covered buttocks.

 

"Argh shit!" Barry groaned as he felt his cock head squeezed accidently by Toby's bum cheeks.

"Oh god!" Toby shivered as he felt his valley invaded by his father's clothed dick. He turned towards his father and saw a familiar look of desire and a different one of uncertainty. "Dad?"

"Toby, I'm so sorry," Barry replied, trying to push back into the sofa to move his dick away from his son's bum.

"You're hard?" The teenager asked, a slight smile coming to his face. "Have I caused that?"

"Son, I'm so sorry, but you remind me so much of your mother when she was younger and beautiful," the man admitted. "Then, lying here with you virtually naked, it just caused me to get horny thinking back."

"Don't think back, Dad," the blonde replied, turning his body so that he was now facing his father. He took Barry's hand and slid it down his silky smooth chest until it reached the top of his briefs. Toby looked at his father in the eyes and seeing a confused look of desire and love, continued his downwards push. Barry gasped as he felt his hand slip inside his son's briefs, brushing past his small pubic bush until Toby wrapped his father's hand around his erect four inches.

"Toby, I can't, we can't," Barry muttered, shaking his head in disagreement, while his hand had other ideas and slowly wanked his son's stiffness.

"Dad, look, it's not just the Reverend that I've been with," Toby confessed. "There's been some other guys from the marina that I've had sex with. I really like it Dad and I know that you want to."

"What do you mean?" Barry replied, trying to keep in control of his lust. "What makes you think I want to?"

"I heard you upstairs when you asked if my ass is as tight as Jessica's," the boy smiled. "I don't think you'll be disappointed."

 

Knowing that if he was indeed going to push past his father's inhibitions, he needed to be the instigator so he leaned forward, closing the small gap between them and with his father still stroking his cock, Toby pressed his lips against his father's. Barry, taken by surprise by his son's actions, froze as Toby's tongue pushed against his closed mouth. As he felt his son's hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, exposing his hairy chest before slipping inside the cotton material and snake around his back, Barry chucked away all wrongful thoughts and returned his son's kiss.

Toby, feeling his father respond positively to his efforts, felt his cock throb harder in delight as he knew that he would seal his love for his father in an altogether more intimate way. He pushed himself against his father, loving the feel of Barry's hairy chest brushing against his own smooth skin. He sighed into the kiss as he felt his father release his aching cock but as Barry moved his arm around his son's body, he rolled so that he was now on the seats of the sofa with his son on top of him. This allowed Barry access to run his hands over Toby's back, loving the silkiness of the teenager's hairless back. His hands travelled lower and almost shaking with both anticipation and trepidation, his slid them over Toby's cotton cover buttocks. He gently squeezed and rubbed them, comparing them to that of the now known to be fourteen year old Jessica. As he kneaded them softly, Toby responded by slowly humping himself into the lower stomach of his father. He was around six inches shorter than Barry so with their mouths firmly locked together, Toby's groin was nicely nestled into the slight pouch of his father's stomach.

 

"Dad, please, take off my underwear," Toby gasped out, breaking the kiss as he felt his cock uncomfortably stretch the front of his briefs. He raised his hips from his father's body and with a pull, Barry eased them from his son's middle body. He tugged them but all he could do was lower them as far as the boy's knees. When Toby lowered himself back onto Barry's body, the man felt a thrill run through him as his son's naked erection pressed into his own bare flesh. The boy was already leaking precum and as they resumed their kissing, Barry returned his hands to his son's naked rear. This time, he cupped Toby's buttocks before easing his fingers inwards and into the valley of his cheeks. Despite being a girl, Jessica loved having her hole rubbed and poked and with the knowledge that his son was gay and had admitted to already having had multiple sex partners, Barry was desperate to discover the feel of his boy's anus. He ran his fingers along Toby's perineum, pushing it softly but firmly to massage his prostate from the outside. Toby grunted as he felt his father's hands exploring his nether regions and he slid his legs apart to allow the probing fingers better access. Sensing that Toby wanted more spurred Barry on and he traced his fingers upwards until he touched the small pucker of the teenager. Despite the fucking he had received earlier, Toby's hole had closed back up so when his father pressed a finger against it, his body's natural defences came to the fore.

"Urgh, yeah, push it in, please Dad," the blonde moaned, wanting the feel of his hole being stretched once more.

"I need to lube it up first son, or it could hurt," Barry told him. "Why don't we move up to the bedroom where we've got some more space as well?"

"Cool!" Toby grinned and pecked his father on the lips before jumping off his prone body. Barry looked at his son as he stood and his mouth watered with desire as he feasted his eyes on his son's lithe body. While Jessica had a superb body, there was something more alluring about Toby that was beginning to drive Barry to distraction. A giggle from the teenager brought him out of his trance.

"What?" he asked the boy, who was trying to hold back laughter.

"You liked me on top of you then?" Toby pointed to Barry's crotch where his cock was poking up, forming what could only be called a circus big top, not a standard tent. His light grey trousers also had a large wet patch where unknowingly to Barry, his dick had leaked precum continually throughout their kissing and Toby's humping.

"Son, I love you with all of my heart," he replied. "Which is why I need to ask, once again, are you sure that we want to do this? If we do, we are crossing a line that can never be returned from."

"Dad, I like having sex with men, and I think that the ones that I have done it with, even the Reverend have just been leading up to this," Toby responded. "I want you to make love to me, if you want to that is."

"Fucking hell son, not since I was your age have I even once contemplated having sex with another male, but I find that I cannot hold myself back from you," Barry stood up and picked up his son. Toby wrapped his legs around his father's waist, as Barry's hands cupped his buttocks. "It's time."

 

Barry carried his son up the stairs and for a moment contemplated taking him into Toby's room but remembering that both the Reverend and Petunia had forced themselves on him in his own bed, Barry changed his mind and carried him into the master bedroom. He pulled the duvet from the bed and laid his son on his back. Kneeling down by the side of the bed, he could resist no longer and with a downwards swoop, he took his son's four inches of cock into his mouth.

 

"Oh shit, Dad! That feels awesome!" Toby moaned as Barry licked around the uncovered cock head as he peeled the teen's foreskin back. He watched as his father bobbed up and down on his dick, surprised that Barry had started with this, thinking that he would have been the one sucking on his father's cock, something he was now desperate to do. Barry, despite his lack of experience in cock sucking, tried to use the tricks that he had seen on the porn videos he had watched with Jessica. She hadn't been a fan of felatio and so he hadn't really had his own cock sucked a great deal either so he spent minutes licking and sucking, trying to push his son to an orgasm that he wanted him to experience. Finally, his jaw and knees started to ache and it was with regret that he released Toby's cock, still fully erect and yet to shoot his juice.

"Sorry son, I guess I've got to practice some," he apologised to his boy.

"It's okay Dad, you did good bearing in mind you probably haven't sucked a cock for years," the teen smiled lovingly at his father. "Come on, get naked and I'll show you what I've learned."

 

Barry stood up and with the interfering hands of the teenager, stripped down to his y-fronts. Toby giggled as he saw them, tighty-whitey y-fronts but one that had a large wet spot on the front which had made the material semi-transparent and allowed the boy to get a glimpse of his father's cock for the first time. It looked thick, which Toby was pleased to see. While he had enjoyed his time with the old guy Henry, he remembered that the guy was around average, similar to the Reverend. Visions of Ritchie's thick monster came to mind and a flashback to his stoned and drunken encounter with the black guy at Christmas who forced his huge thick cock into Toby's tight young anus.

Toby dropped to his knees, placing his hands on his father's hips, holding the y-fronts in place, much to Barry's confusion. He soon got the idea of what Toby was up to when the teen sucked the damp cotton into his mouth, tasting his father's precum for the first time. As he did, he rolled his mouth around the material and moved it so that it came into contact with Barry's growing erection. Barry gasped as he felt his son swallow his cock head into his mouth whilst still covered up with his cotton underwear.

 

"Oh crumbs," the man gulped, causing Toby to gag slightly in laughter.

"I swallow your dick and all you can say is crumbs?" Toby giggled.

"Son, you have to remember that your mother was not into sex for a long time and she never gave me a blow job," Barry explained, red-faced at his lack of profanity. Maybe he should have said Christ or fuck or something he thought.

"Well, at least till she got her hands on me," the blonde grumbled. Shaking his head to rid himself of the memory, he pulled down his father's underwear, exposing Barry to his son for the first time. "WOW!" Toby gulped as he was presented with a cock fully nine inches in length and as thick as a soda bottle.

"That's what the girls always said," Barry chuckled.

"How did that girl take it up her arse?" Toby wondered out loud. "I mean, girls don't normally do anal do they?"

"Not normally, but I found out this evening that she has been having sex with her father for the last three years and she only wanted her father to be the one shagging her vagina," he explained. "So after the first couple of meetings, she suggested trying anal and with a lot of lube, we managed to do it."

"Well, let me suck it for a bit then you'll need to get some of that lube," the boy told him. "Cos there's no way I'm going to sleep until I've taken you inside me."

 

Toby pushed his father backwards and he sat down on the bed, legs apart. The teen scooted forwards so that he was in between his father's legs and took hold of his dad's cock in his hands for the very first time. He slowly started to wank the slab of meat before pulling the skin back down, exposing the thick, almost purple mushroom head. Licking his lips, he leaned in and softly kissed the top of the sensitive member. Swiping his tongue over his lips once more, he tasted Barry's precum and without further ado, opened his mouth wide and took the first three inches into his mouth. Knowing that there would be no way he was going to get it all in, at least not without practice, so he wrapped his hand around the base of Barry's dick and slowly jerked it while he concentrated his oral efforts on the more sensitive cock head.

Barry was in heaven. Never before had he felt the warmth of a mouth, the working of a tongue probing and licking and the general all round pure pleasure of the blow job that his teenage son was performing on him. "Shit Toby, if you keep that up, I'm gonna be cumming any minute," he warned, not wanting to lose the opportunity of fucking his young boy's arse and wanting to give Toby what he so obviously wanted.

"How many times can you cum, Dad?" Toby pulled off the huge cock.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can cum three or four times in a sex session before I'm done," the blonde smiled at his father. "I was wondering if you can do it several times or if you spurt and roll over and go sleep?"

"Cheeky!" Barry chuckled and bent around his son and lightly spanked his bum. "To be honest, with your mother it was more like a duty than a pleasure so as long as I made her cum, I could, um spurt as you call it, and go sleep. With Jessica, I could last a fair while but I think we only ever did it more than once on a couple of occasions. Obviously she wasn't particularly interested in more than one as she was being blackmailed just like you were."

"Oh. Well in that case, I won't risk it," Toby frowned with a sigh.

"Risk what?"

"Well, Reverend Samuels liked me to suck him off and make him cum so that when he got hard again, which was normally straight away, he could last longer when he was fucking me."

"And you didn't mind doing that?"

"I didn't really like anything that I did with him, but he did know how to make me feel good and to make me cum as well," the teen admitted.

"I think that if, and it's going to be a big if, we carry on after tonight, then we can experiment and try to make each other enjoy this as much as possible," Barry told his son. "Agreed?"

"Agreed!" Toby bounced up and fell into his father's arms, planting his lips on Barry's once more. As their hands roamed over each other's bodies, Barry felt himself beginning to heat up.

"If we're going to do this, then we need to before I do spurt," he said, breaking the kiss.

"Have you got lube?"

"It's in the bottom drawer," he smiled. "I had to hide it away so that your mother wasn't wondering why I had it."

 

Toby scrambled from the bed, opened the bottom drawer of the chest and fishing past socks, found his prize. He leapt back onto the bed and gave his father the tube. He rolled over onto his front and spread his legs apart. Barry unscrewed the top of the tube and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers.

 

"Are you sure?" he asked one last time. "This is the last chance to back out of this."

"Dad, I want this more than anything else," the blonde replied. "I want you more than anyone else."

 

Barry's heart gave a little flutter at his son's words, remembering the venom that Petunia was treated to when Toby finally broke free of her hold. With one hand, he parted his boy's cheeks and was presented with the view of Toby's pucker. He could see the faint bruising ringed around the hole where the teenage boy had been invaded previously but as he slid a finger inside his son, Toby's appreciative groan was enough to dispel the doubts in his head that he would be inflicting more pain on the boy. He quickly added a second digit as he felt the teen's hole easily accepting his middle finger and as he set about finger fucking the boy's anus, he was surprised that Toby started humping backwards in rhythm to his inward thrusts. He pulled his fingers from the boy and added more lube around the now slightly open hole before slicking up a third finger. As he pressed them against Toby's anus, he paused for a moment.

 

"Tell me if I'm going to quick or anything," Barry told his son. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not," Toby grunted, his voice thick with the lust he was feeling. "I just want your cock inside me and for you to make love to me and make me your boy in more than just the family name."

"Oh fucking hell, Toby," the man's cock quivered. "Let me open you fully and then I will breed you and make you mine."

 

He pressed his three fingers in to the boy, pushing past his defences easily. Toby groaned out in delight as he felt his pucker stretch around his father's fingers. The thought flashed through his mind that one day, he would like to try being fisted. Reverend Samuels used to `make' him watch videos while he was having sex with him sometimes and on one occasion, he saw a boy of around fifteen with an old man, who had his hand and wrist buried deep in the boy's arse.

 

"Dad, I'm ready!" the blonde almost begged as he felt himself relax around the invading digits.

"How do you want it, son?"

"Can we start with me on my back so I can watch you as you enter me?" Toby asked. Hearing the agreement from Barry, he rolled onto his back, his proud four inches sticking up perpendicular to his body. Barry thought about pulling him to the edge of the bed but decided that he was too tall for that so instead, pushed apart Toby's legs and knelt in between them. He picked up each leg by the knee and pushed them upwards, exposing Toby's hole to him once more. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold the boy's legs while he fucked him, Barry shuffled closer to his son's body, pushing Toby further upwards and backwards so that when he lowered Toby back down, his lower back was resting on his knees. He lined his cock up against the hole that he had been having such terrible, incestuous thoughts about these last few days.

"Are you ready for me, son?" Barry asked. "This is it. No going back after."

"Do it. Do me, Dad," Toby pleaded. "No matter what, I want you to make love to me."

 

As Barry pushed forwards, his hands gripped Toby's slim hips, holding him firmly in position. He knew that the boy would instinctively try to back away from the thick cock that was going to be penetrating his tightest hold and as he felt the teenager's already used, but still tight pucker quiver under the forward pressure of his cock, Toby stifled a scream of pain and of pleasure. His hands gripped the bed sheets, his knuckles turning white as he felt his father's thick cock attempting to begin the buggery of his young hole. Barry was unrelenting in his entry. As Toby's body began to wilt under the assault on its back entry, his legs slid down his father's body and he encircled him, trying to lock his feet behind Barry's back in an effort to ensure he didn't back off.

 

"Fucking hell, it's like you're shoving a telegraph pole inside me or something," Toby gasped out, tears welling in his eyes.

"You're too tight for me, son," Barry bit his lip as he pushed and pushed, trying to break into the teenager's anal passage. "I don't want to hurt you so I'm going to stop."

"NO!" the boy yelled. Sensing that his father was serious, Toby gritted his teeth and with his elbows digging into the bed, he pushed himself upwards against Barry. "OH FUCKING HELL FIRE AND DAMNATION!" Toby screamed as Barry's thick, purple mushroom head finally popped inside him, sending his nerve ending scrambling in a mix of glorious, pleasurable pain. Barry watched as rivers of tears ran down his handsome son's cheeks, soaking his hair and the bed below. They both held their positions, not moving, just allowing Toby's body to adjust to the thickness now inside him. Minutes passed. Barry's cock was aching in its desire to start fucking the tight hole that it found itself in. After all, that's why it existed. To fuck tight holes.

"Okay Dad, you can start now," Toby stammered finally, his tears now stopped.

 

Barry nodded at his boy, not trusting his voice to make any sense as his own pleasure signals were firing on all cylinders. He inched forwards, watching his son's face for any signs of pain as he pushed his nine inches further and further inside the teen. Only twice did he pause when a twinge of discomfort ran through the blonde, until finally and unbelievably, Barry felt his pubic bush nestle against the cheeks of Toby's arse.

 

"Oh Christ, son. I'm all the way in you."

"It feels fucking awesome, Dad," Toby grinned. "I can feel my prostate squashed underneath your dick."

"Well that's good cos it's going to get one hell of a work out."

 

Barry smiled at his boy and as he started to drag his cock backwards, pulling it part way out of the tight anal tunnel, Toby moaned and the four inches of hardness shook slightly as his father's cock head ran back over his love nub inside him. Barry wanted to make sure he didn't pull completely out on his first pull back, so with a good three inches still left inside the boy, he thrust himself forwards once again, making Toby grunt as his body moved six inches under the force of the thrust. Pulling back once more, Barry held the tanned hips and eased his dick a little further out before pushing back balls deep once again. Back and forth he pulled and pushed until he started to see Toby's anus stretch open against his mushroom head. He knew now that the boy had pleasure sensors around his hole as each time he stretched Toby's pucker, the boy let out a loud groan of delight. Mind you, as Barry thrust himself fully back into his boy, the accompanying squeal of pleasure was just as loud.

Barry, feeling his legs beginning to cramp underneath him, picked up his pace, wanting to give his son a hands free, anal orgasm. He had read about them but having never been a bottom, he had no idea if it was possible. The way that Toby was panting and grunting led him to the assumption that not only was it possible, but he was about to give his son that experience.

 

"Oh fucking hell Dad, I'm nearly there," Toby whimpered as time after time, his arse was filled to capacity by his father's thickness and his little teenage prostate was being overworked.

"Cum for me then, son," Barry groaned. "Let me see you spurt."

 

Barry picked up the power of his thrusts, wanting to bring his thirteen year old beauty to a climax, a climax that was only going to be the first of Toby's evening. He knew that he was good to last longer, even with the tightness of Toby's arse clamping around his dick and he wanted his boy to experience multiple cums before he shot his own load deep into the insides of his son. Toby let out a series of low rumbling growls and with a shudder, his cock spasmed and fired five heavy spurts of creamy boy cum. The blonde teen let out a contented sigh but figured out very quickly that he wasn't done for the evening as he felt his father's stiffness still thrusting away inside him.

Barry, having seen his son orgasm for the first time, paused for a moment as he felt the tight anus clench around his intruding thickness. He released one of Toby's hips and ran a finger through the white jism that was now dribbling onto the deep blue bed sheet below. Lifting his finger to his nose, he sniffed it before opening his mouth and tasting semen for the first time since he sucked off his brother Lenny as a teenager himself. He found that the taste wasn't awful but thought to himself that he wouldn't be a regular cum eater. Looking down at his son, who was lying there, eyes half closed as he basked in the post orgasmic bliss, he decided that having brought his son off, he needed to change his angle of attack to edge himself closer to his own climax. Knowing that it was give Toby some more sensations around his ring, he teased his cock backwards, stretching the boy's hole. He pulled and pushed his mushroom head, almost pulling out completely before popping it back inside the tight entrance. Finally he pulled out completely.

 

"Oh shit, Dad," Toby groaned. "I feel so empty! You've not cum yet either, have you?"

"Don't worry about that," Barry chuckled. "I'm just getting started. Now roll over and get on your hands and knees."

 

Toby hid his grimace as he realised that his father wanted to shag him doggy style, a position that Reverend Samuels had forced him into on many an occasion. He didn't like the feel off it, being banged from behind, his cock and balls slapping and waving underneath him. However, this was his father and he knew by the umpteen photographs that he had seen that the man obviously enjoyed the position so without hesitation, he rolled over, smearing his cum on the bed sheet by accident and pulled himself into position. He spread his legs apart, giving Barry easier access to his hole and as he felt his cheeks pulled apart, he wondered for a moment if he would be rimmed. Barry however, was an inexperience boy lover and was just intent on shagging his son's arse and trying to drive the teen to another orgasm. Toby grunted loudly as he felt his pucker penetrated without warning and within seconds, his father had hold of his hips and was pumping away at his young behind once more.

As he thrust into his son's tight anus, he heard the faint slap, slap of the teenager's cock and balls bouncing around under the force of his fucking and found that he liked the sound. Toby was also making "uh uh uh" noises with each inwards push and Barry was reminded on the same noises that Jessica made. Despite being male, Toby's moans were actually slightly higher pitched than that of the girl's and it was beginning to get to Barry. He closed his eyes as he concentrated on his lovemaking and while the memory of fucking Jessica's tight arse remained with him, his minds eye did focus on that of the body and face of his son. Knowing that Toby had now replaced Jessica as his object of love and desire, he picked up the pace and power of his thrusts, wanting to give his boy as much pleasure as possible.

Toby meanwhile found that his father fucking him doggy style was completely different to the style of the Reverend. Whether it was because the Reverend was just interested in his own pleasure, while his father seemed to keep adjusting his angle of penetration, making Toby grunt and groan in pleasure as his prostate was rubbed over and over. As he continued to rock back and forth with the motions of his father's fucking, his cock began to stir back to life as his body recovered from his orgasm and as he continued to feel his father's thick cock slide in and out of his rectum, he couldn't hold back and started to try to hump backwards onto his father's dick, trying to bury it deeper and deeper inside him.

 

"Oh yeah, you like that huh?" Barry smiled, feeling his son's efforts to join in. He wondered for a moment how much his blonde son was enjoying it and decided to reach around and underneath the slim frame of the teenager and with a thrill of delight, he found himself holding his son's erect penis once again. He wrapped his hand around it, and with a few moments of experimentation, soon had Toby thrusting himself into his hand in rhythm to his own fucking of the boy's arse.

"Oh my god, oh my god," Toby crowed as, for the first time, he felt himself experiencing the full pleasure of a doggy style fuck. "Please breed me, Dad. Make me yours forever."

"I will, son, don't worry about that!" Barry huffed as he felt his ardour beginning to rise. It was far too soon for his liking, and so he needed a different plan of attack. He pulled himself out of his son's arse once again, causing very disgruntled noises to erupt from Toby before he picked up the boy and turned him around. The look of lust and desire on the blonde haired face was a sight that would last with Barry until his dying day and he needed to kiss his boy once more. His lips found the ruby red lips of Toby and with both in a kneeling position, their arms encircled each other as they traded tongues. Despite the height difference, Toby felt his cock rub against that of his father's and he could only groan into Barry's mouth as spunk flew from his piss slit, coated the chests of both lovers. This was almost too much for Barry. He needed his climax, his balls were demanding it.

"I need to finish off son, how do you want it?" he asked, wishing to find out his boy's favourite position.

"I want to be on my front with you on top of me, wrapped around me, holding me while you breed me," Toby panted as his climax passed. Seeing the nod from his father, he turned, smiling and laid face down on the bed, grimacing slightly as he felt his groin and stomach slide into the huge wet spot of spunk that he had caused. He parted his legs and waited for the entry of the cock that, fourteen years ago had fucked his mother and bred him into existence. Now, it was going to enter him and breed him in an entirely different way.

 

Barry gazed down at his naked son's body. Toby was face down, legs apart and his head turned on the pillow. If he wasn't sure before, Barry now knew that he had turned, he had been converted into one of those men that you read about in the papers, that you watch on the television. He had already had his cock inside his son's arse and was now ready to admit to himself that the thirteen year old figure of beauty lying on his bed was the only sexual desire in his mind.

 

"You are beautiful, Toby," Barry whispered out.

"Um, thanks," the boy blushed. "You're hot too. Now, please, let me be your boy and cum inside me."

 

Barry needed no further invitation and positioned himself so that he was lined up, cock to pucker. Due to the time he had already been fucking his son, when he pressed downwards, he felt Toby's hole open up willing and he pushed himself in until his balls nestled against the cleft of his son's perineum. Remember Toby's words of how he wanted to be made love to, Barry eased his body on to the back of his son's body. He slid his arms underneath the boy and wrapped the up and around his shoulders, holding him in position.

 

"You tell me if I'm getting too heavy for you," he told the teen, who nodded, smiling that his wish was coming true. Ever since he'd seen the first of the naked pictures of his father, Toby had begun to have dark fantasies about taking Jessica's place and now, the reality had come to fruition. As Barry pulled his hips backwards, Toby moaned in pleasure, a moan that only increased in volume as he thrust himself back inside his son. Back and forth he fucked his boy's hole, all the time thrusting harder and harder into the tight rectum of the teenager. Toby felt his body slide slightly on the bed sheets, one of the reasons why he loved this position so much as the friction caused his own cock to swell once more into stiffness. The movement of the two bodies then pulled his foreskin back and forth as his cock lay trapped beneath him. Added to his cock being slowly wanked by the bed clothes was the warmth and feel of the heat of the body lying on top of him. With his father's arms wrapped around and the weight of his body, Toby was almost immobilised in position, completely at the mercy of his lover as the buggery of his arse continued unabated.

The boy turned his head to his left and saw the face of his father, looking down at him with love evident in his eyes. No words were needed as the blonde tilted his head and watched as the dark haired Barry crooked his neck so that their lips met. Gentle kisses were exchanged, the time for tongue duelling was well and truly past. This was all about love and comfort and the desire to make each other's experience even better.

Barry had never before felt such love for the person that he was fucking. Scrub that, making love to. He glanced over at the digital clock on the side table and was shocked to see that it was nearly two hours since they had first entered the bedroom. He had had some long sessions with Jessica but never more than ninety minutes and yet he still felt like he could continue all night long, buried deep inside his son's back passage. That was all to change in a few short moments as Toby's body stiffen beneath him and breaking their kiss, his son let out a low, guttural groan and his body tried to shake and shiver as the teenager's orgasm took hold. Barry's body was too heavy to allow any movement by the youngster and Toby nearly crowed in delight and ecstasy as shot after shot of his creamy boy cum soaked into the bed sheets, adding to the slickness that his cock was sliding through.

Barry nearly fainted as he felt his son's pucker tighten and squeeze his dick as his boy went through the throes of his climax. It was too much. The man had been horny for his boy for several days now and to finally have taken him to his bed, to kiss and hold him, to fondle his teenager cock before sinking his own nine inches of man meat inside his own son's anus and make love to him, tipped him over the edge he had been trying to hold back from. Crying out in joy, Barry felt the first shot of his cum explode from his dick, shooting deep into his son's innards. In his mind's eye, he saw it shoot all the way through Toby's intestines and make its home in the boy's stomach, which had been altered into a womb.

"I'm breeding you, son," he gasped out. "I'm filling you with my sperm."

 

Shot followed shot but all the man could do was keep thrusting inside his boy, expelling his juice into his son's love canal. It seemed like he couldn't stop firing as the build up of a week's cum emptied inside Toby in one glorious round of sperm-fire. Finally he collapsed limply onto his son's body, holding him tight to him, basking the glory of his most intense orgasm of his life. He rolled slightly to the side so that he was no longer pressing the boy into the mattress but as he started to pull out from Toby's anus, fingernails dug into his arms.

 

"Leave it in me, Dad," Toby begged. "We can go to sleep like this."

"Son, it may get uncomfortable," Barry started to argue.

"I'm fine. I just don't want the empty feeling to ruin what we have just done." Toby looked back over his shoulder into his father's brown eyes, eyes that were the same shade as his own. "Tonight was the night that you made me yours. You bred me, Dad. I wish I was a girl like Jessica so that we could maybe breed proper like."

"Son, I'm so glad that you're not a girl like Jessica as I have fallen completely for you and your body," Barry told him, hugging him tighter and kissing his head. "Now we know that you can take me, we can make love whenever we want in the knowledge that we'll both enjoy it."

"That's what I want, Dad," Toby confessed, a tear leaking from his eye. "It's all I've ever wanted since I knew I was gay. Someone who loves me for me and will let me love him and will make love to me and not just use me."

 

No more conversation was needed as their lips met once more. As they kissed and shared their love for each other, Toby's eyes started to droop and within moments, he was deep in slumber, safe in his father's arms and love, free from any further abuse from the Reverend or his mother. Barry lay awake for a few moments longer, basking in the love that his son had for him. He swore that he would do everything in his power to ensure that his boy would no longer be used, that Toby would choose the time and place and method of sharing their bodies. As his own eyes began to close, he felt his cock begin to swell back to life, causing his son to moan slightly in his sleep. Barry drifted off to sleep, a contented smile on his face as Toby's dreams took control of the teenager's body and began a slow, backwards rhythm, fucking himself on his father's cock as they both dreamed dreams of love.

 

End of chapter.

 

OR

 

Is it the End of the story of Toby Jacobs?

 

I wanted to get to a point where I can leave our young Toby, safe from abuse and in a loving embrace while I go off and explore my other stories, both on Nifty and my Kindle stories. I can always return to continue Toby's story if there is a wish for it at a later date, but for now& ..thank you so much for reading Toby's story and for the wonderful comments you have all given me over the year and a half that I have been writing it.

 

All comments, reviews and suggestions would be greatly welcomed at email_andy@rocketmail.com

Thanks again to everyone who has taken the time to email me on my other stories. I have set up a notification list that I send out when I post a new chapter or story. If you want to be included on it, the only price of admission is a quick email to me to let me know you're reading the story.

Hi everyone, my latest e-book, "A Slave to Desires" is now available on Kindle, priced just 99c/99p. It's the second in the series called `Living Life to the Max', so if you fancy giving it a go, here are the links. You can get it in the US by clicking here or in the UK by clicking here.

I've also published my debut novel "For The Lost Soul" in PAPERBACK! That's right! You can now read my international selling debut novel the old fashioned way. If you do want to, you can buy it by clicking here for the UK or here for the US. You can find it on other international Amazon sites as well.

 

 

 I am now on the Prolific Author list, but you can also find my other stories here: - (Gay Male Adult Youth unless specified)

Exploring  chapter 15 posted 5^th November 2013

Toby Jacobs  Chapter 10 posted TODAY

Little Choirboy Liam  Chapter 7 posted 2^nd December 2013

Friday After School  Bisexual Incest (MFb)  Chapter 4 posted 5^th October 2013

The Tutor  Celeb (Mb) - Chapter 7 posted 1^st April 2014.

Being the Mascot  Celeb (MultipleMs/b)  Chapter 2 posted 26th March 2013

21st December 2012  posted 21st December 2012

Getting Caught posted 21st April 2013

I have some other short erotic books out, all totally legal but still as hot!! They are priced around the 77p/$0.99 mark. I also have a full length novel called "For The Lost Soul" which weighs in at 90,000 words for your enjoyment. You can find my published stories on Amazon. However, I have now split my pennames due to the poetry book, and the new series that I am working on, being aimed at a market which includes children, so I didn't want any underage children gaining access to my erotica. You can go to my author page of Amazon for my mainstream books by clicking here for UK and here for US. You can go to my author page of Amazon for my erotica by clicking here for the UK and here for the US. Anyone who buys a book will be thanked from the very bottom of my sperm bank!!