Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2011 09:48:20 -0700 (PDT) From: s s Subject: Tricks and Treats This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now. This work is not permitted to be displayed or reproduced in any form, specifically on any website or internet site, except by specific permission of the author. Let me know what you think -- If you like my work and let me know, I'll be more likely to write more. You can contact me at subanalslut@yahoo.com. I'd love to hear from you and I will accept all valid comments and criticism. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I was the most insatiable little slut while I was growing up. I just graduated from college, and I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write about my experiences growing up... By the time I was 13, I was a real little slut. In addition to fooling around with some of my more open-minded friends from school, I had my eyes on bigger prizes -- men! Sometimes men old enough to be our fathers. Or even... My friend Mike was one of my little fuck buddies. He was just a few months older than me (not nearly enough in my opinion). If I preferred older guys, Mike was starting to be more interested in girls, so we weren't sneaking off for blowjobs at every opportunity, but we would get together to get off once in a while, when neither of us had a better offer. Of course, we usually said we were 'studying' together. We happened to have been having a 'study' session after school on Halloween. Afterwards, I went home and messed around online for a while before deciding to actually study a bit. That year was the first year I didn't feel like getting all dressed up and going trick-or-treating. I felt like I was getting too grown up for it. Mike was being dragged along with his mom and sister to some costume party, which I think he only agreed to go to because he was hoping there would be cute girls there to impress with his new Pirates of the Caribbean costume. When I went to get my iPod out of my school bag, I realized that I actually had left my science book at Mike's place. I actually needed the book, cause there was a test coming up on Monday, so i wanted to actually take a look at what i should have been paying attention to in class, while i was actually staring at the teacher's sexy hairy arms in his usual dorky short sleeved dress shirt. I figured I would just stop by and pick up my book, so I called his house. I didn't know the rest of his family that well, but I knew his dad was going to be at home handing out candy to any trick-or-treaters who were braving Halloween night in our gentrified neighborhood. Let's be real, even though I was happily messing around with Mike, I personally thought he was going to be really hot in a few years -- like about thirty, if he was lucky and took after his dad. His dad was over six feet tall, probably 6'2", and had dark hair, with only a slightly receding hairline. He was also still muscular, probably about 190 pounds to my 105 (at 5'2"). But, although I thought his dad was hot, I totally considered him off limits for my flirting. Anyway, his dad told me that the rest of the family had left not too long ago, but that I could come by any time to pick up my textbook. I figured I might as well pick it up and get the reviewing over with. It was already dark, and there were clusters of kids in costume on the street with their parents. It didn't look like too many trick-or-treaters were out on Mike's block. His building had a not very encouraging jack-o-lantern in the vestibule, probably carved by his younger sister. Their super/doorman let me in. My guess was that he was on duty to keep the pumpkin from being smashed all over the stoop. When I rang the bell to Mike's family's apartment, I heard his dad yell "Coming!", then nothing. I waited long enough that if I had been a nine year old in a vampire costume, I'm sure I would have given up and moved on to the next apartment. When the door finally opened, I found Jeff, Mike's father, giving me a somewhat bleary look and holding a bowl of candy. When he realized that I wasn't holding out a plastic pumpkin for candy, he laughed. "Oh yeah. Sorry Ben, I forgot you were coming over for the book." "No problem Jeff. Getting lots of business at your door?" "Nope, a whole bunch of Jocelyn's friends came by earlier, but since then it's been pretty quiet." He still seemed a little bit thrown off, like I had come to the door and interrupted him at the wrong moment. His laptop was sitting on the coffee table, along with a bottle of beer. There was also the trace of the smell of pot lingering in the air, almost covered up by some sort of 'fall medley' sort of air freshener. I laughed to myself, imagining Jeff running around trying to hide his joint and disguise the scent when I rang the doorbell. "So, do you have that textbook for me?" I prompted. "Right, you aren't here for the candy. I figured it was in Mike's room, so I didn't want to search around for it too much. Who knows what I would find under his bed!". Or going on in it, if he looked at the wrong time. It didn't take me long at all to grab my science textbook off the floor of Mike's room. When I came back out into the living room of their apartment, I must have surprised Jeff, because he jumped and sort of kicked his laptop on the table, waking it up from 'sleep' mode. The porn he had been watching when I interrupted was up on the screen, showing an extremely vivid shot of a man and a woman, in close up, sucking another man's dick. It even looked like they were wearing Halloween costumes. I froze, eyes wide. He froze as well, but in horror as the scene started to play. As he was fumbling with the computer, trying to put it back to sleep, and turn it off, and close the screen all at once, the audio came back on as well. "Oh yeah, princess, how do you like your daddy's cock now?" "I love it daddy... I can't wait for you to fuck me like the little who --" Much to Jeff's relief, the laptop gave up and went back to sleep. He looked totally mortified. Inwardly, I couldn't wait for the explanation and excuses I could tell he was mentally preparing. "Well, um, this is awkward, Ben. I would really appreciate it if you didn't mention this to anyone." "Don't worry about it, Jeff. I think everybody should be able to have their little secrets. And that looked pretty hot." He gave me a blank, kinda dopey look, which was an adorable combination with the stubble on his square chin. "It is... I mean, what are you talking about?" "Can I stay and watch with you for a bit? I don't have to be home for a while." I decided to press my advantage and see how far I could get him to go. Like I said, I always thought he was hot. "I don't know about that, Ben, it's not exactly appropriate to be showing that to someone your age." "Well, I saw it already. And it isn't like I can't find it online any time, anyway. It's not like I'm asking you for a beer and a joint!" He looked even guiltier when I brought that one out. I could tell he was gonna cave. I was at my most persuasive. "Anyway, it's already a secret, like I promised. So no one will find out." "Alright, Ben, you can stay and hang out for a bit. Happy Halloween." I sat myself down right in the middle of the couch -- no matter which side of me he sat on, I wasn't going to have to go far to make my next move. He opened up his laptop again, then gave me a look. "I hope you don't mind, this whole DVD is like what you just saw." "You mean with the bi stuff? Doesn't bother me at all." I didn't mention that I would do my best to just ignore the woman. "Ok then. God, I haven't watched porn with anyone else since I was in a frat." The movie started up again with a "--re I am!! I can't wait to feel your big dick in my ass, daddy!" This was going to be good. I could see Jeff looking over at me to see how I was taking it. I had one of my hands resting in the crotch of my jeans, kinda massaging my already developing erection. When he saw that, he relaxed a little and soon he was doing the same, which was way hotter than the porn we were watching. I didn't want to spook him by moving too fast, though, so I pretty much kept my eyes focused on the screen for a while longer as the actors went through what seemed like all possible combinations. While the men were both fucking the woman, I tried to concentrate on them. When the positions were changed up and the two men were fucking, with the woman giving a blowjob to the one getting fucked, I made my next strategic move and asked if it was ok if I got 'a little bit more comfortable'. Jeff looked a little surprised when he answered "Yes." and I promptly pulled off my tee-shirt and popped open the top button of my jeans. I noticed he didn't object, though. He was being a bit slow on the uptake, but he must have started to get the picture, because soon he was asking me if I minded him 'getting comfortable' as well. Mentally I was like, 'Mind, are you kidding?'. He was just as gorgeous as I would have pictured. Even though he was bulking up a bit in his early forties, his torso still had great muscle definition, with a nice scattering of hair. His nipples looked tasty, too, and I promised myself I would be licking them before too long. I waited for him to get nice and comfortable again before nodding to the screen, where the assfuck/blowjob combo was still going on. "That looks like it feels great." "Yeah, she really knows how to suck." Jeff said, possibly still on his guard. "Yeah, but that isn't really what I was talking about. He looks like he's enjoying getting fucked almost as much as I do." That one earned me another shocked look. Before he could say anything though, I slid off the couch and ended up kneeling on the floor in front of him. I looked up and smiled as innocently as I could. "But I like giving head, too." "I'm not sure if that's a good idea, Ben." I nodded at the bulge in his jeans, which wasn't showing any signs of going away. "I'm not sure everybody agrees with you there Jeff." He didn't try to stop me when I started to unbutton his jeans even further and push aside his grey boxer-briefs. "Besides, we already agreed that everything that's happened tonight is just a secret between the two of us." Well, the hard, pulsing cock I had in my hands felt pretty convinced to me. It was all I could have wanted -- about seven inches long and neatly circumcised, with a huge mushroom head, it reminded me Mike's. It tasted just as good, too, when I leaned forward to kiss the tip. I licked my way down the shaft, loving the musky, masculine scent of him. He was squirming in his seat as my tongue roved all over his dick and balls. After I had covered every square inch with my tongue, I took it in my mouth. He moaned as I slowly moved my head down, sliding his cock further into my mouth until my lips were pressed against his pubes and his cock was lodged in my throat. It felt like it was made to fit my mouth. "Where did you learn to suck cock like that, Ben?" he paused. "On second thought, don't tell me." Well, my mouth was full anyway. I pushed my own jeans down past my hips so that I could jerk myself off with one hand, while the other hand was caressing his hairy balls. When he pulled out and I took a deep breath, there were strands of saliva trailing from my lips to the base of his cock. Jeff chuckled. "You really do love to suck cock, don't you?" "Mmhm!" He thwacked my gently across the face with his slimy dick and I chased it with my tongue, trying to get a lick. He gestured towards the movie that was still playing in the background. The woman had her head hanging over the edge of a bed, with spit streaming down her face as the two men took turns shoving their cocks down her throat. "Have you ever tried it like that?" Jeff asked. Why do I always feel like the right answer to that question is `No, can you please demonstrate?" Before I could say "Can we?", he picked me up and in one movement laid me across the couch so that my head was hanging over the arm. He kicked off his jeans and walked around so that he was straddling my face. He aligned himself so that his dick was in position to go straight down my throat in one thrust. He started off slowly, steadily feeding me his cock and keeping one of his hands on my throat so he could feel it when he bottomed out and his balls were resting on my nose. I gagged a little, but he held it in position for a few beats to get me used to the new angle. Then he began to pick up the pace until he was slamming my throat, just pulling back far enough for me to try to catch my breath occasionally. The feeling was totally amazing... I knew he was just using me as a hole for his pleasure, and that thought made my dick even harder as I gagged and choked. I could feel my eyes watering and spit slopping down my face. The pressure of his cock in my throat was so hot, I almost felt incomplete when he stopped and pulled back. "Too bad you aren't wearing a costume like that slut in the movie." "Yeah, that would have been very seasonal." I joked. "Well, how about putting on one of Jocelyn's old costumes? You are so skinny, I bet you could wear her princess outfit from last year." I was more than a little surprised by the idea but I could tell by the way his dick twitched that it was really working him up. "If I put on the costume, will you give me a nice treat?" "I will fill you up with something much better than candy." He promised. I was persuaded. "Hang out on the couch for a minute, Ben, I will be right back with your outfit." When he cane back from his daughter's room, he was holding a handful of pink fabric. He handed me the bundle and said, "OK princess, time to get dressed." I pulled the pink top with puffy sleeves over my head... it fit, but barely. And it was about four inches too short on me, not even coming down to the bottom of my ribcage. The matching skirt was a puff of pink that probably came down to Mike's sisters knees, but was barely mid-thigh on me. Jeff ran his rough hand up my leg. "See, you are already smooth like a slut should be. Don't forget these." He said, handing me a plastic tiara and a pair of pink panties with "Princess" written across the back in a scrolling font. "See, they even have your name on them!" Obediently, I pulled them on and stuck the tiara is my messy, spit and precum soaked hair. The panties barely contained my rock hard dick and only covered about half of my butt. "Very pretty. So you like to get ass fucked even better, huh princess?" he smirked. "Yes, please! But you don't have to be so gentle with me." I teased. "What's that? You want it rougher?" I nodded. "Ok, but don't expect me to stop if you can't take it, slut!" "I bet that won't be a problem." "Fine then, you little slut! Get that ass of yours bent over the couch, and we will see about that." How could I resist a proposition like that? Obviously, I couldn't, cause I didn't waste any time getting myself into position like he ordered. He flipped the puffy pink princess skirt up and have my panty covered ass a good smack before spitting on his fingers and pushing them under the pink fabric, probing for my asshole. He had big, strong hands, and even two of his fingers was a pretty good stretch for me. I worked my ass around his fingers, trying to get myself loosened up enough for the invasion of his dick. He spanked me with his other hand, alternating between each asscheek until they both felt like they were glowing pinker than the princess costume he had me dressed up in. With the spanking distracting me, he forced a third finger up my ass. I moaned and arched my back. "That's it, fuck yourself on my fingers, baby. Get that ass of yours ready, cause I won't be stopping until I blow my load deep inside of you." Hearing that made my whole body shake with desire, and he must have decided I was ready. His dick was still covered in the slimy mucus it had dredged up from my throat, so he didn't waste any time fumbling around for lube. He lifted one of my legs up over the arm of the couch so that my ass was spread wide open for him and pushed the pink cotton aside to expose my hole. Then, with no further warning or preparation, he was inside of me. His cock felt like it was on fire as the full length of it drove all the way into me. I gasped and squirmed, but he was on top of me, pressing me down onto the couch with the weight of his body. One of his hands was wrapped across my face with a few fingers in my mouth, and the other was pulling my head back by the hair. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispered "You like that big dick in your ass, don't you princess?" With his fingers in my mouth I could only moan like a bitch in heat, but that was all the encouragement he needed. The pace of his fucking increased, and I could feel the force of his hips slamming against my ass. The feeling of his cock up my ass and his hairy body on top of mine was heaven, and the perversely pretty and innocent costume he had dressed me up in only added to the dirty pleasure of being fucked by my friend's dad. He knew how to use his dick, too! He would pull back until only the mushroom head was still lodged in my hole, then slam the full length back in. My panty covered cock was rubbing up against the leather upholstery of the couch with every thrust, and I could tell I was getting close to shooting. He started to spank my ass again in rhythm with his fucking, and that pushed me even closer to the edge. Especially when he started talking dirty again. "You like getting spanked like that, you little slut? You like getting fucked by a real man?" "Yes, sir!" I moaned. "Are you gonna cum without even touching yourself with this big cock up your ass? If you do, I'm gonna have to make you lick it all up out of those panties." He was teasing my hole, popping the head of his dick in and out repeatedly, so the sensitive ring of my ass was stretched over the huge ridge of the gland over and over. "Yes, sir. I promise I will." "Then go ahead and cum while I'm fucking you like the little bitch you are!" He ordered, slamming his cock into my as far as it would go. That was all it took. My body shook and I gasped as my balls unloaded spurt after spurt of cum, filling the pink panties with my creamy load. Jeff slapped my ass and told me, "Now that's over with, it's time for the real fuck!" With that he started to pound my ass even harder, hammering his dick into me over and over while his hairy balls swung and slapped against my smooth ones. I couldn't help but groan as he fucked me. I could tell that this fuck was all about his own pleasure -- I was just the receptacle. He didn't care who I was or what I wanted. I could have been his wife for all he cared, although he probably didn't fuck her the same way he was using me -- like a cheap whore. I could feel his cock swelling as it slammed into me. I arched my back and tried to massage his dick with my asshole and coax him to cum. He increased his pace even more, and it felt like he was going to bruise me with the force of his hips hitting my ass. "Are you sure you want this load inside you boy?" "Yes please daddy!" "Then take it, you little slut!" he growled as he thrust his cock into me to the hilt, driving his cum deep into my well fucked ass. It felt like he was unloading about a quart of jizz -- his orgasm must have lasted almost a minute. When he let go of me and his dick slid out of my ass, I could hear a wet 'pop' and feel some cum start to dribble down the inside of my legs. Before I had a chance to recover, he pulled me off the couch so I was on my knees in front of him. He smeared his cummy dick across my face. "There's your Halloween face-painting, princess. Now clean my dick off." I obediently ran my tongue over the length of his dick, collecting all of the cum that coated it from my ass. "Open your mouth and let me see how much cum you collected, princess." He ordered. I displayed my slimy, white coated tongue for his inspection. "Good boy. Now you can swallow your treat." I let his cum slide down my throat with pleasure. "Now you strip down, boy, so you can clean out those panties." I pulled the crumpled skirt down and stripped the soaking wet panties off as well. He took them from me and wadded them up into a ball, which he stuck into my mouth. "Suck on that for a while while you get dressed, Ben." I traded the pink princess top for my own tee-shirt and looked for my own underwear. Jeff was holding them. "I think I will hold onto these as a souvenir, Ben. Why don't you wear those panties home under your jeans?" I had sucked most of the cum out of the fabric, but it was now soggy from my saliva and the damp fabric clung to me under my pants. He gave me a strange look and asked, "So, do you and Mike ever..." "No, I think he's only interested in girls." I lied without a pause. I figured any other answer would only make the situation more complicated. Jeff looked almost relieved. "And no one hears anything about tonight, Ben." "Why would I want to cause a fuss? Like I told you, it's our secret." I promised. I didn't hang around much longer after that, but took my book home to do some studying as I waited for my well-fucked ass to leak enough cum into the tiny panties I was wearing for another snack. I never told Mike about what happened between me and his dad, but we continued to get each other off for about six more months after, until he got his first girlfriend. Jeff went back to usually not being at home when I was there, and when he was he stayed pretty much in the background. I couldn't tell if he felt guilty or just didn't want to give anything away in front of the rest of his family, but we never got a chance for a repeat. But I still have my souvenir, and I bet he has his somewhere too.