Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2011 06:47:25 +0100 From: Philip Burbidge Subject: Big Cock Little Cock 8 MM/b incest The following story contains a graphic description of sex between two men and a young boy, who is one of the men's son. If this offends you or it is illegal to read such material where you live, please read no further. The story is purely fictional and based on wishful-thinking. The acts depicted here should not be emulated or copied with a minor. Chapter 8 Beyond the Family A couple of weeks after eight year old, Philip's, grandfather returned home, after the New Year break, dad Marcus, noticed that his son was a bit frisky. "What's up?" he inquired of his son. "Well, daddy, when granddad was here, I had two cocks to play with. I could take one up my bum while I sucked the other and could watch it cum. You know how I like watching man cocks spunk? But, the problem is that I want a cock cumming up my bum and to be able to watch it spunking at the same time!" "We'll have to see what we can do," said Marcus, pondering a problem he had anticipated. `Time to have a word with Father Patrick Quinn', he thought. Marcus made a phone call and went to see his friend and wank buddy, Fr. Quinn, to see if he would volunteer his sexual services. Of course, he was eager to help out. As a lover of young boys, he was unlikely to refuse! Besides, it had always been one of his horniest fantasies to have a kinky threesome with a father and his young son. They agreed that Marcus should take his son over to Fr. Quinn's presbytery the following Saturday afternoon when his housekeeper was out and they were not likely to be disturbed. It was, also, the time his wife usually chose to do the weekly shop, alone. When the day and time arrived, Marcus made sure his son's arse was well greased, and said in the car, "If for some reason you don't like Fr. Quinn, let me know. You don't have to do anything with someone you don't like. But I'm sure you'll like him." "Alright, daddy, replied Philip, "Has Fr. Quinn got a big cock?" "Well, it's not enormous. But it's perfectly ok and quite nice looking," responded Marcus. "Good," said Philip, "If they're too big, they make my bum sore!" "I don't think you'll have a problem with Fr. Quinn. He's used to sexing little boys!" added Marcus, thinking about the priest's long experience with choir and altar boys. When they reached Fr. Quinn's house, next to the church, he greeted them in his floor-length cassock. He was not over tall, about 5'8", but quite broad and stocky. He was mid-thirties and dark, with almost black, short hair. He was attractive without having movie idol looks. Judging by the tent in his cassock, he was already horny for some action! Fr. Quinn showed them upstairs to a back bedroom that contained a single bed. To break the ice and take the lead, Marcus started groping and fondling his son. Philip responded by getting his father's cock out. Eying Fr. Quinn's erection under his cassock, Philip licked his lips and said to his daddy, "I wonder what Fr. Quinn's got between his legs?" "Why don't you dive under his cassock and find out?" replied Marcus. Quick as a flash the boy was on his knees and groping about in the dark between Fr. Quinn's legs, under his cassock. He soon found what he was looking for. Seven inches of hard, thick man cock sticking out of the boxer shorts he wore under his cassock. Operating purely by touch, he seized the delicious organ and guided it into his mouth. Fr. Quinn sighed with pleasure as the young lad wrapped his warm, wet lips around the priest's cock. For the next minute or two, the two men watched Philip's head bobbing backwards and forwards as he sucked Fr. Quinn's cock. Then Fr. Quinn, slowly, lifted his cassock, revealing the little boy diligently sucking his cock and licking the priest's big, hairy balls, just as his father and grandfather had taught him. Marcus watched and wanked for a minute. Then he fell to his knees, behind his son, undid the boy's trousers and pulled them and his underpants down to his knees. Philip didn't bat an eye-lid. Next Marcus fished out of his jacket pocket a tube of lubricant and slicked up his cock. "You going to fuck him?" asked Fr. Quinn in wonderment. He knew that Marcus fucked his son, but to actually see it ... "I certainly am! Nothing like a tight, warm, moist, young boycunt! Especially when it's your own lad!" said Marcus with relish and proceeded to slide his cock up his son's cunt. "Fucking Hell!" exclaimed Fr. Quinn, "Real pedo-incest!!" Philip just grunted and carried on sucking the priest's cock. He had become used to being taken suddenly when his granddad was staying. Fr. Quinn looked down at Marcus's cock going in and out of Philip's arse. The further in he pushed his daddy cock, the harder the boy sucked his cock. At last, he couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to fucking cum!" he shouted. "So am I!" gasped Marcus, "Let's have a good spunk up. Good pedo spunk up!!" As Marcus blasted daddy cum into Philip's well-fucked boycunt, Fr. Quinn shot his load down the boy's throat with some spunk dribbling out the corners of his mouth and over his chin. "That was awesome!" gasped Fr. Quinn "Happy to oblige," replied Marcus smiling. Father and son got dressed, cleaned up and had a coffee before they drove home, agreeing with Fr. Quinn to do this again soon. Next time, he would fuck Philip. "Satisfied, now!" asked Marcus, as they drove home. "Oh! Yes!" replied Philip, "I like Fr. Quinn. It was fun diving under his cassock!" Comments and feedback welcome at philipadrian@live.co.uk Much as I like the inter-generational family sex scenario, I, also, like the priest/choirboy fantasy. If anyone else shares my fantasy, do share your thoughts with me. And if a real priest wants to share his thoughts ... Absolute discretion guaranteed.