Date: Sat, 01 Feb 2020 20:29:51 +0000
From: ChubbyHank <ChubbyHank@protonmail.com>
Subject: Billy Boy Part 3  Incest

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8. The next time I came over, little Billy came running out of the house,
brown hair mousy on the top of his head, brown eyes wide and bright, and
that wonderful smile. Down the drive he came and jumped into my arms at the
car. I put him down and squatted. Covered by the car door, I patted his
crotch with the back of my fingers.

"Your dick ready to play?" I whispered to him.

He giggled and stamped his fit with a quick nod and hugged my neck. He
kissed me, his tongue licking over my lips. I pulled away with a nervous
look about. All clear, apparently.

"Will you squirt your juice on me?" he said with a slight blush and another
grin.

"Want it in your mouth?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes!" he said with another hug around my neck.

We walked to the house, Billy courteously carrying my bag with my swimsuit
and towel. Inside, Billy was being the best little boy he could be. Once
his mom and dad did what they had to do, mostly telling Billy off, and then
leaving for her company's big day out to present her best meatloaf, I
walked Billy to the guest room and laid on the bed. He climbed right over
me and laid down on top of me, his face nuzzled into my neck and chest. My
arms wrapped around his back, my hands eventually sliding down to his
bottom. He put his mouth to mine, and I gave him my tongue to suck on. He
lay there so contented, his hips moving ever so slightly, as he suckled my
tongue between his lips. Soon his tongue made its way between my lips and
while his hips ground against me. He lifted up and smiled at me, his mouth
wet and red.

"Is your dick hard?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he nodded grinding against me.

"I knew it. Your dick is always hard."

"Not always," he said sincerely. "A lot, but not always!"

I giggled at that.

"Which fingers have you had in your butthole while I've been gone?" I said
squeezing the chunky globes of his bottom.

"All of them!" he said with a laugh.

"Just yours?"

"Just mine! I swear!"

I laughed again.

"You want to go up to the bookstore?"

He looked at me a bit puzzled.

"I want to be naughty with you."

"Want to do both at the same time?"

"Be naughty outside?"

"Sure... maybe naughty in front of someone else?"

"Yeah!" he cried. "I want to show it!"

"Okay, let's do it!" I said pushing him up, his hard dick seemingly ready
to rip a hole in the tent it was making in his pants.

We got out to the car, our hard-ons truly leading the way. We drove a bit
through the quiet country lanes of his community. I meandered us through
some of the parks and along the walkways.

"What's the last thing your dad would want you to do right now?" I asked
him.

"Take my clothes off and stick my fingers in my butt," he said with a
giggle, putting his hands to his mouth.

"Go ahead."

"Really?"

"Yeah, get naked if you want. Show off that hole."

Billy grinned that naughty grin and blushed. He looked out the windows.

"I've never been that naughty..."

"No?"

"I wanna try..." he laughed.

He looked out the windows again.

"I think there's someone over there... well... maybe not," he said a little
disappointed.

He seemed to hope people would be there to see him. He started pulling his
shirt off. I reached over and rubbed his chest.

"There ya go! Your tits are looking good, buddy!" I said squeezing at his
chubby boobs.

I nabbed his fleshy nipples with my thumb and forefinger, pulling them out
with a gentle squeeze. When I let them go, he put his palms over each
nipple and rubbed them in circles over the sensitive skin.

"Look," he said.

Sure enough, his nipples were two small, but stiff peaks.

"Everything gets hard on you!" I said with a laugh.

We came to a stop sign. I reached over and thumbed each of his puffy
breasts, mashing on his nipples. A little, `oh,oh,oh' came to his
mouth. One of his hands ran to my crotch.

Once we got going again, Billy kicked off his shoes and then pulled off his
socks. He put his feet on the dash and squeezed at his crotch through his
shorts. He kept lifting his hips up, trying to see how much could be seen
through the window. He hooked his thumbs into the waist of his shorts and
flashed some skin. He did that a couple of times before slumping back down.

"Go ahead, get that dinker out," I encouraged.

"I should show my weiner," he said looking out the window again.

"Yeah, you should."

He put his thumbs into his shorts and took them down and off his legs.

"Yes! Anyone could see you, naughty boy!"

"Yeah?" he said with a big grin and another look around, poking out his
bare chest.

"Maybe..." I said.

"I hope so..." he whispered before lifting his bottom up, showing off his
white briefs.

There wasn't much of any traffic, but it would be so hot if someone who
wanted to see a boy in just his briefs were getting a good look through the
window. He blushed furiously as I ran my hand over his thigh then over the
hard nail making a tent in the front, but he didn't drop down. He pulled
his briefs down on one side flashing his bare flank. I pulled at the side
nearest me, his hard dinker popping out. He laughed dropping back down in
the seat, shucking down his underwear. He put his feet back up on the
dash. With a hesitation and a gasp, he and spread his knees and lifted his
butt back up in the air.

"Look at me," he said, "Look at me, I'm naked!"

I looked over and his hard, boy dick laid back toward his belly and his
balls hung down underneath in his pink, plump sack.

"That's a pretty sight between your legs there, boy," and truly it was, his
cock with its thick vein along the bottom and its red head poking at his
belly was beautiful.

"Yeah?" he sighed, rubbing his hands up and down his nude body.

"Oh yes!"

"Big balls there," I said.

He stretched the thin skin of his scrotum up and out from his body.

"They are hanging pretty heavy, little boy," I encouraged him. "Show that
hard dick off, boy!"

"I'm showing it!" he said. "They can see my thing!"

"Naked and hard, you look so sweet," I cooed at him.

He spread his legs wider and I ran my hand down him, over his groin, to his
bottom. He sat back in the seat and put his index and middle finger in his
mouth and got them wet.

"What are you gonna do now?" I asked him.

"Fuck my butt with my fingers!" Billy said with a giggle, covering his
mouth with his hand.

I laughed at him saying `fuck my butt.' He scooted down on his back and
pulled his knees up. His hole came into view and what a beautiful site
anyone could see if they were to peek in on him. His anus was a tight
little pucker in the cleft of his bottom, a slightly darker skin color than
the rest of his butt. He was perfectly clean, without hair, you could
clearly see that pucker was ready and eager for some fun. His fingers
popped out of his mouth and went right to his little hole. He rubbed up and
down his crack and circled around right back to his anus. He rubbed over it
with both fingers. His mouth was making little `ooh ooh ooh' sounds. He
spread his cheeks with his hands as far apart as he could, his thumbs each
rubbing and pushing at his anus. I took the moment to press at his anus
with my fingers. I could feel him press out with his hole against me, then
relax it. Two fingers went back to his mouth. The other hand pulled his
balls back. He then pressed his wet fingers to his hole, his mouth moaning,
his face red, and he began to work those two fingers into his bottom.

"Oh yeah..." he said with a gasp, smiling up at me. "Look at me! Look at
how far I can go in!"

Slowly but surely, he got them both in to the first knuckle.

"You're doing great buddy! Push them all the way in!" I said watching his
two fingers, one on top of the other, dig into his pucker.

I looked around as were stopped at a stop sign. No one. Good. He gasped and
moaned as his fingers suddenly popped in, sinking up to his hand.

"Oh...oh...oh...yes..." he moaned. "I'm all the way in my butt!"

He began to masturbate. He played with his hard cock and balls while he
fingered himself, his hips humping, his legs shaking. I was ready to blow a
load myself; my dick was straining knowing I was driving this beautiful
little boy around where anyone could see him as he pleasured himself. That
pink, chubby body, a hot, sexy boy, hard at work on stuffing his boy pussy
while his other fingers groped his little boy privates. The light traffic
made it an extra thrill. Billy smiled at me as we pulled past another
oblivious driver as his fingers were now sawing in and out of his bottom
with his legs in the air. I drove us back around under the trees and
through the small parks here. I had to pull over to a stop. I reached over
and pinched and pulled at his soft scrotum. I took a hold of his stiff dick
and began to jerk it for him.

"Oh, oh," he moaned, his head going side to side, his fingers buried into
his hole, his hips bucking as his cock started that heavy throbbing in my
fingers.

He started into a nice, long cum. One of Billy's hands held my wrist, his
chest heaving upward, his mouth crying out for minutes on end it
seemed. His whole body trembled as he moved through wave after wave of his
orgasm. His two fingers jittering back and forth in his hole while his hips
ground and his breath heaved. That boy knew how to give himself a great
cum.

With a huff, he was done. He slumped down and slowly pulled his fingers
from his anus. His legs remained spread and his butt up. His fingers tips
rubbed at his red hole for a bit before he dropped his legs and closed his
eyes. That boy's penis went from a stiff hard nail to a soft plump of
flesh.

"Is that dinker tired out?" I said flipping the softening little member
back and forth in my fingers.

"No way!" Billy said laughing and opening his eyes.

"I bet that hole got all it needed..."

"Oh no," he shook his head with very concerned eyes.

"I guess not!" I chuckled at him.

I put my hand over his whole crotch, and he pressed down on my hands with
his hands and ground his hips up against me. I looked out into the small
park where we were. No one, at least that I could see.

"Run all the over to the swings there and come back," I ordered him.

"Really?"

"Yes. Now."

He hesitated.

"Go on," I said leaning across him to open his door.

He sat up and pushed the door all the way open. With a brief hesitation and
a look back at me, he darted off with a laugh into the sunshine and across
the field. His little buns flashed so beautifully in the sunlight, working
back and forth as he ran. He was a colt darting across the green, gamboling
and giggling. He made it to the swing set, and he sat his naked butt into
the first swing and pushed off going back and forth a few times before
leaping off. With a huge grin on his face, he ran back, his dinker flapping
back and forth against his thighs, his balls bouncing as he ran. He climbed
back into car with a big goofy grin. His fingers went right back to his
dick as he closed the door.

"That's my naughty boy," I said and bent over to give him a kiss and then
down to suck that head of his soft little member. "Got to get dressed now."

"Yeah..." he said.

He pulled his clothes back on and sat up tall. A shiny smile, a big
confidence across his shoulders, he reached over and held my hand as I
drove. We drove back around, heading toward the bookstore as Billy chatted
about how good that felt. I smiled at him. What a beautiful young man. His
hand occasionally wandered to a breast or a crotch as he animatedly talked
about school and home. He talked about how naughty he wanted to be. He was
a truly a horny little boy. When puberty finally kicked in for him and his
dick would begin to squirt semen, how much more would he need to be
satisfied or would it change into something different? I didn't know, but
right now, I loved watching that little boy cum. I loved watching him be as
naughty as he wanted to be.

I had a thought and drove toward the bookstore, but then turned off toward
a park I often frequented a little further on. Billy's hands were back on
my crotch as I drove us to my usual spot. We got out of the car, and there
by the side of the small path there, I bent down and kissed him, my tongue
in his mouth, his hands running over me, my hands at his bottom. I took him
by the hand and walked him down the secluded little path and into the woods
there. I had him wait as I looked around my usual cruising spot. Just
beyond, through the bushes, there was a familiar face at the rusty old
picnic table -- a well-known cruising friend, Ron in his black shorts and
t-shirt. Often with a spread of his legs or a shift in his seat, he could
drop out his cock head or his balls to temp anyone looking his way. His
nipples were legendary thick nubs with rings through them. I backed out and
turned to Billy.

"There is a good friend up there that likes to play and show off. Would you
feel like showing off for him?"

Billy walked forward and peeked at Ron.

"I could do that?" Billy said, with an idle finger at his fly.

"Only if you really wanted. He won't touch you."

"No?"

"Maybe, later, if you want him to, but maybe just some showing off
today. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but I thought it
might be fun to play with another... special friend.

"Maybe," Billy said with that naughty grin. "I could try..."

His cheeks were red. His short showed he was excited. I nod at him.

"Want to?"

He nodded eagerly so I took him by the hand and led him along.

"Hey," I say quietly moving around to where Ron was.

"Hey Mike," Ron said with raised eyes. "Um, who's that?"

"I've brought my nephew with me. He's nine."

I led Billy to the old picnic table that many men have fucked at. Ron's
knees come together, closing his very open shorts as Billy and I walked up,
but there was no mistaking that fat cock head had been sticking out.

"Your nephew?" Ron asks. "Here?"

I nodded. Billy clung to my side. Ron's thick nipples are very clear
against the fabric of his shirt.

"He's nine? Are you sure?"

"He wanted to."

"Does he know?"

I smile at Ron.

"He wants to try."

Ron smiles back.

"He's okay?"

"Billy's quite a showoff when he wants to be."

"Is that so?" Ron says scooting forward.

"Yes, I'd say, he is!"

I sit down with Billy on one side of the table. We talk for a while about
anything, and while we talk, I casually take Billy's shirt off him. Billy
sits there, red faced, smiling and laughing as Ron coos at him. Sometimes
Billy nods pretending to know what we're talking about. We talk a little
more about some of the men Ron's encountered here. Billy is red faced as he
listens to Ron talk about sucking dick. I wrap my arms around Billy and
slide my hands up his belly to play with his nipples. Billy has a little
moan on his lips. Ron responds to that.

"You like them tits of yours played with little boy?"

Billy nods with a blush and looks back at me. He leans into me trying to
hide a bit.

"I love having mine played with," Ron tells him. "I like a nice fella like
your Uncle there to pinch `em, lick `em."

"He has?" Billy said quietly.

"Oh yes," Ron says running his shirt up showing off his big, thick nipples.

"I like sucking on Ron's big titties," I say pulling more at Billy's soft
breasts.

Billy nods, but still doesn't seem ready to chatter his mile a minute
mouth. His face is flushed. His body moves in a rhythm as I play with his
boobs.

"He likes his tits played with for sure," I say smiling at Billy and
fondling his nipples. "They perk up real nice."

I cup one of his fleshy boobs with my hand, and I bend my mouth to it,
kissing it, then licking it for Ron. Ron moves around and squats near us,
his package big in his shorts. I move to Billy's other breast and mouth
it. Ron has pulled off his shirt and is playing with his own big, pierced
nipples.

I pull back and let Billy have a good look.

"Look at those big tits," I say to Billy.

"See, boy? Suck on `em, pull on `em, whatever you want to do. I love my big
ol' tits!" Ron says pulling at his thick nubs standing out hard and fat.

Billy looks up at me with another blush and a grin as Ron shows him how he
pulls on the rings that pierce them.

"You wanna pull'em?" Ron asks Billy.

"Yeah," he whispers as Ron leans in and lets Billy get an index finger in
each ring and pull them. Ron moans and Billy lets them go with a deep
blush.

"Billy, you know what else I like to play with?" Ron says with a really
lusty grin.

Billy shakes his head, no.

"My fat ol' dick. You like to play with yours?" Ron asks him, pushing
forward like he's ready to pounce, one hand cupping his fat package between
his thighs.

Billy barely nods at him. If this overwhelms Billy, we'll go, but so far,
he hasn't backed away.

"I like to show it."

"I bet you do," Ron says to him. "Look at this now."

Billy's eyes are big as Ron's hand reaches for the edge of his shorts leg
and he pulls it back. Hanging there is Ron's stubby thick hard-on and his
round, hairy set of balls. He swings them back and forth.

"Ron has a big dick don't you think?" I say to Billy who just stares but
nods his head again.

"What'cha think about my cock and balls hanging down there little boy?" Ron
asked swinging his dick and balls between his legs a little more.

Billy giggled, turning his red face to look up at me.

"Ron's being so naughty, huh?" I said as Billy looked back at Ron's stiff
dick sticking out from his dark bushy groin. "You think that would be fun
to play with?"

"Yeah," Bully whispered watching the big man expose himself.

"Watch me play with myself," Ron said with a wink at Billy.

Ron started stroking himself. He laughs at Billy.

"Oh yeah. That feels so good. That's my favorite toy," Ron said lewdly
stroking his dick hard and slow.

He tapped Billy on the knee with a finger. I put up a hand to wave him back
a bit.

"You got a fat one like mine?" Ron asked him.

Billy smiled at him with a quick shake `no' of his head.

"Mine's just small, but I like it."

"I bet you do."

I put my hand to Billy's thigh and indicating he should spread his legs. He
does. His shorts highlight his beautiful boy mound.

"I got naked outside today. I swung on the swings at the park!"

"All naked?" Ron asked with wide eyes.

"Yes! I ran across the whole field with no clothes and swung then ran
back."

"Did you now. I bet that was fun."

Billy nodded his head.

"I bet you looked so good running around butt naked out there where anyone
could have seen you."

"Yeah, and maybe they did!"

"You think?"

"I tried. You could see my whole butt and my balls, but my dick was just
small!"

I wrap my arms around the little boy and kissed his cheek. My hand goes to
his inner thigh near his crotch.

"You want to show off to Ron? You want to be naked like you were on the
swings? You want Ron to see yours?" I ask Billy.

He stares then looks at me and nods with that naughty grin, not making a
sound. I stand him up, playing with his belly.

"Oh, that's my cute boy, you want to show off?" I ask again.

Billy let out a quiet yeah, his body starting to vibrate.

"Let's show Ron that special thing between your legs," I say running my
hands down his belly to his shorts with his hands covering mine.

"Oh, oh, he'll see me," Billy said.

I kissed his cheek.

"Yeah, he will see that special thing between your legs."

"Oh man," Ron said, his hand only holding his cock now as I knew he'd shoot
if he kept stroking.

I unsnapped his shorts and pulled them down, stroking his legs and running
my finger under the band of his underwear that has become askew and tented
as I work off his shoes and socks.

"That's a cute little boy right there in his tighty whitey's," Ron chuckled
returning to stroking his fat, wet dick. "Oh, that boys almost naked right
here. Take those off and let me see boy! Let me see you big ol' dick."

I pull his shorts over his feet and toss them aside.

"You like what you see?" I ask the big man.

"Oh yes, such a cutie," Ron says cooing at him. "Great ass there."

Ron got up and dropped his shorts, kicking them off and he squatted back
down, but a little closer.

"He's a beautiful boy, that's for sure!" Ron said.

Billy smiles.

"Really?" Billy said, his fingers toying at the legs of his underwear.

Ron nods with a laugh and starts to play with his balls. Billy watches him
with his big brown eyes. Ron reaches over to touch Billy's leg, but I brush
his hand away.

"You want to show Ron now?" I ask Billy.

Billy nods silently, red faced, as he watches Ron play with his thick
stubby cock. I pulled down his underwear. A big smile and a gasp on his
lips as his stiff cock now poked up in the bright sunlight.

"Look at me. Look at me!"

He grinned that naughty grin as Ron admired him and talked about how cute
his little dick was. Billy pushed his hips forward.

"I'd like to take a taste of that," Ron said leaning in. "You can taste
mine if you want, little Billy."

"Yeah..." Billy whispered.

I leaned into Billy's crotch feeling that vibration begin to shake in
Billy's legs. I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip of Billy's dick. Ron
edged in with almost a whimper. I took it in my mouth. Billy moaned. Ron
gasped.

"That sweet young thing," Ron said, his eyes not leaving where my mouth and
Billy's cock connected. "Suck that sweet precious thing."

I eyed Ron as my mouth suckled on Billy. Billy's hips started that humping
motion.

"Does your uncle ever stick his big dick in your mouth?" Ron asked him.

"Uh, uh," Billy grunted, "Yeah, I like the juice!"

Billy's hips started to grind against my face.

"I bet you do! I've sucked that big ol' cock of your uncle's a lot. Always
good for a big mouthful of sweet cream," Ron says with a laugh.

"Can I show him?" Billy says pulling away from me.

"Oh yeah, show Ron what you like the most!"

I helped Billy lay on his back on top of the table and pulled his legs
back. He reached with both hands to palms the halves of his bottom,
spreading his cheeks apart and exposing his pink pucker, his little boy
asshole to the man.

"Oh, sweet boy, oh sweet boy, look at that asshole right there!" Ron leaned
over, nearly drooling on Billy to get a good look. "Oh, that's just the
sweetest thing ever."

I wet my finger and rubbed that eager anus.

"Look at it! Look at me!" Billy whimpered and moaned loudly.

Ron shushes him with a giggle and a look around.

"He's hot that's for damn sure," Ron says beating his meat furiously.

I have Billy lift his butt up further, and I bend down to him and stick my
tongue into his butthole.

"Oh, man," Ron gasped. "Eat that candy up!"

Ron leaned in, his tongue out, but I push him back by the shoulder with a
wink. He sat back while I went back to making Billy moan and grind with my
tongue and mouth at his butthole. A few minutes later, I put my finger to
that hole and push into him.

"Holy shit," Ron said. "He lets you fuck that little hole?"

"That hole will eat up my fingers, all the way down."

"Wow," Ron said.

I pushed down to the knuckle and then pulled back out, starting a good
rhythm.

"He needs some more spit," I say to Ron who leans in and drools a line and
puts a spat of spit where my finger is.

Soon I have my finger really moving in and out of little Billy's hole
fairly quick. Billys hips move up and down in my rythmn as he begins to
moan and jerk. That shiver starts in his butt, his little cock arching like
it might break, and I know it's coming.

"Watch this cum," I say to Ron.

I punch back into Billy with my fingers.

"He sees you cumming little boy!" I tell Billy who has a spasm that jerks
his whole back off the ground as he begins his orgasm.

"Oh yeah, I see you, you dirty, naughty boy! Get it."

Ron moved in watching Billy cum as he jerked his own fat cock. Ron got up
on the table top and squatted over Billy's face and chest, and with a hard
grunt, he sprayed a load of cum over Billy, some dropping into Billy open
moaning mouth. Ron fat cock squirted line after line, the man grunting and
straining. It hung over Billy's face, cum stringing down to his chin as the
big man let his balls subside. When done, Ron scooted back and I let his
hand rub over Billy's flank.

"I came in his mouth," Ron said with a `whew.'

"He loves cum," I said as Billy licked his lips.

"Oh, I see that!"

I bend down and tongue where my finger is buried in Billy's hole as he
shakes to a crashing finish with his orgasm. I slowly pull out of him and I
kiss his cum streaked face and lay him down flat. I open my pants, shucking
them down as far as I could. I climb up over him as Ron had. My cock is
huge, purple and ready to blow. My balls are drawn up under me ready to
burst.

"Oh, squirt it all on that boy," Ron encourages, his hands going between my
legs and into my butt crack. "Your uncle's gonna drown you in a load, just
watch and see!" Ron says with a giggle.

Billy's hand reaches out for it, but I brush him away. His mouth is eager
and panting with his tongue outstretched to get at me. I get over his
face. Ron moves around to watch. It doesn't take long until I grunt and
shake as I squirt my load onto him, some right into his mouth, some mixing
with Ron's load on his face and neck. He pulls down on my hand bringing my
dick closer, and he sucks the head, licks the cum from the tip, trying not
to miss much. When I'm done, with Ron still cooing at sweaty, cum soaked
Billy, Billy sits up, turns and hugs me. I can tell Ron's hands are now
between Billy's legs. Billy spreads his knee out and I can see Ron's
fingers fondling that soft cock and those now spent balls, but I let him.

"You're so sticky, I say!" I say to Billy.

Ron gets up and grabs me his hanky, and I wipe Billy off as good as I can,
though Billy protests trying to get at least some of our cum into his mouth
with his fingers. Once cleaned up and passions have subsided, Billy
suddenly became really bashful and hid against me. I closed up my pants,
tucking my wet cock away, and I dress Billy, his face turned into me the
whole time.

"Truly amazing," Ron kept saying, and, "Bring him back for more..."

"If Billy wants to," I repeated.

"I want to taste that sweet little dick..."

I pick Billy up, his legs wrap around my waist, my hand under his
butt. Billy hides his face.

"Did you have fun?" I ask him.

He nods a silent yes with a deep blush. I try to get him to smile and say
goodbye to Ron, but he doesn't. Ron asks again if he'll come back.

"You want to come back?" I ask.

A quick hidden nod against my shoulder.

"I think that's a yes. Probably," I say with a smile and carry him out.

We get back to the car and I set him down. He puts his hands out to me and
I kneel down. He smells like my cum and like Ron's cum. He hugs me and
kisses me.

"I love you," he whispers.

"I love you too little boy."

We hug and kiss deeply and passionately for several minutes. A parade could
have passed us by, and we would not have known it. He was clutching against
me, pawing at me, his lips wide open, our tongues together. That was a
pretty amazing moment. We straightened up as well as we could, I held his
little dinker as he peed a good long pee by the side of the car, after
which he did the same for me, and we took off to the bookstore for books
and treats. Once back home, he decided he needed two more good, long cums
before he was ready to stop. I obliged him.

As we stepped up to his front door, he was already pulling down his
shorts. He flashed a bit of ass as we stepped inside. As the door closed,
Billy immediately dropped his shorts and underwear. He popped his hips back
and forth making his soft pecker flip about. I sat on the couch, and he
crawled up onto me for kisses and hugs while he ground his hips up against
me as best that he could.

"Make me all sticky again!"

"I can't squirt on you if I have my clothes on," I said, and he let me get
up and get naked.

I didn't know what I had left in my balls, but I was ready to try.

He had the head of my cock in his mouth as soon as it came free of my
pants. His spitty mouth was sucking with gusto on my head and his tongue
would press into my piss slit.

"Suck that whole thing!"

Billy tried.

"You're a naughty little boy. Stick it as far into your mouth as you can."

He got that mouth fucking action going pretty well. Soon his mouth and his
cheeks were all sticky with spit and pre-cum. I saw his hand playing in his
crack. We switched about so I could get between his legs. His legs went
right back, his hands pulling them back by the knees. His bottom spread and
his pink, red hole was winking at me once again. I stuck my tongue into his
anus, and he started cumming right away. I couldn't believe how hot and
ready he was. Just pushing into his bottom set him off this time. I dug in
with my lips and tongue and fucked his hole as deeply as I could.

"Yeah, yeah, oh, oh," Billy moaned, his hands pulling at my hair trying to
hold my face down tight.

After a few minutes, I pushed him up on his shoulders, his butt up high. I
put my first, and with a thought, my second finger as well to his anus and
pushed into him. He was so slick they went in quickly. He hadn't stopped
cumming; I was amazed. My fingers fucked him and just drove him to keep
going. When he finally stopped cumming, I pulled out of him and straddled
his head with my thighs. He pulled at my cock and balls, licking what he
could, sucking what would fit in his mouth. I ground my balls, my whole
groin against his face. I pulled my ass cheeks open, and he even leaned up
to get at that. His fingers, his lips, his tongue all pried at my hole,
digging into me. Soon I couldn't hold back, and I pulled my cock over his
face and jerked it furiously. His mouth gaped as he panted and
gasped. Suddenly I shot a huge load over his face. He got what he could
into his mouth, his lips ravaging my tender cock head. He pulled off and
the last couple of squirts went over his face. He swallowed it all down and
I pushed the rest into mouth with my fingers. From there, I took him
outside. He hesitated at the backdoor looking up at me.

"Go. Now." I said pushing him out into the sunlight.

"I'm naked in my backyard..." he kept saying, while looking around.

"Yeah, you're a naughty boy. I want you naked outside with me."

"Okay..."

"Show yourself. Show off what you got."

He smiled at me with that wicked grin of his. He stopped and spread his
legs, swinging his dinker and balls back and forth between his legs, then
side to side, whacking his little cock and his nuts against either
thigh. Then he bent over, and with both hands, spread his ass cheeks to
show off his hole in the bright sunshine. I got behind him and put my hand
on his back. I held my soft cock between my fingers. With a grunt, I
started to pee on him. My piss splashed down his ass crack.

"Oh, oh, oh," Billy moaned as two of his fingers darted back to rub at his
hole now wet with my piss.

My piss gushed down his crack. I lifted my dick head, so my piss washed up
his back and over his shoulders. He started to laugh as it washed down his
arms. He turned about and let me pee down his front, his hands washing it
down his belly. I lifted my dick up a little and let it go up on his
face. He closed his eyes but kept gasping.

"Yeah, yeah," he said even as my piss rained down his face, over his open
mouth, sluicing down to his now hard boy dick.

His piss started with a grunt of his own. He held his little dick straight
up, and I bent into it and let it go into my mouth and over my face and
head. When we were done, I told him to go in and get a suit and a towel and
to bring my bag out as I thought we'd need them if we had to do a quick
cover up. I walked on down to the pool with the taste of his boy piss still
in my mouth. He soon ran back, his little boy dick flapping between his
legs, and he was still damp with my piss. I got him in the pool, and Billy
clung to the edge.

"What do you need?" I asked him.

"My butt hole needs another..." he panted, floating on his back to get his
ass up in the water.

I helped hold him up with his legs over my shoulders, and I got his hole
sloppy sticky with my mouth. That got him shuddering. Then I got two
fingers deep into his bottom, in and out, over and over. I considered how
well he could probably take my dick now as my fingers pounded him to his
final shuddering climax. He was so cute holding my hand tight against his
bottom, as he hunched against my deeply invading fingers. Even once
finished, he still wanted at least one finger up inside him as he relaxed
with me in the water. He soft little cock was as limp as he was as we
cuddled and talked about silly stuff and serious stuff before wrapping up
our day.

9.

Billy sat with me on the couch watching tv. He was in his underwear, one
hand lightly laying over his groin at the ready to grope and paw himself
when he thought of it. I was naked from the waist down as Billy wanted to
have access to my cock at moment's notice. I laughed at him and pulled down
my pants and took off my jock to appease him. We were watching some cop
show and there was a tender moment of kissing between the lead actor and
the actress playing his wife. I leaned over to Billy and kissed him. He
laughed and gave my tongue a good suck before pulling away.

"Are they gonna do what we do?" Billy asked with a grin.

"I don't think so. They are a married mom and dad; they'll probably make
love while we mostly just play with each other and make other feel really
good."

"Make love?" Billy asked.

"Well, they will want to make each other feel as good as possible and share
the love they have as a mommy and daddy back and forth."

"How is that different than what we do?"

"Well it might be a little slower, a little more focused on giving and
receiving pleasure, not just being naughty."

"They suck each other?"

"Probably."

"They might fuck each other?"

"Well, they might fuck. Her probably a little more than him."

"I don't think I understand the difference."

"Let me see," I said getting up.

I walked over to my phone and I browsed around for a video. I found a movie
that I liked that was essentially porn, but it was a European film with the
production values of a real film showing the sex between a man and a woman
that had a bit of passion and realism to it, not just sex. I cast it to the
TV so we could both easily watch. It started with a lot of kissing.

"This is just a kissing movie," Billy complained.

"Watch what they do."

Soon they were kissing deep with their mouth, tongue and lips. You could
hear them gasping and moaning.

"See?"

"I guess," Billy said, "I do like them doing their tongues like that."

Billy was rubbing the front of his underwear. I could see his dick was hard
in his shorts. My own cock was getting a semi. Soon they were
undressing. It was a lot of her exposing her breasts which didn't seem to
impress Billy too much, but he did seem to like the way the man suckled her
swollen nipples. He teased them with his lips for several minutes, their
red engorged tips really sticking out. Billy thought that was neat as he
played with his own breasts. I reached over and played with his pouch
covered in his white underwear.

Finally, the man was taking off his clothes and this had Billy's complete
attention. The camera darted about a bit more than it did when focusing on
her tits, but soon he was slipping out of his boxers and there it was, a
nice hard cock with a red thick head sticking out of his foreskin.

"Cool!" Billy said looking at the woman running her hands over the man.

The camera moved in close for her to remove her panties and of course,
several lingering minutes of his fingers running up and down her slit and
over her labia. Then it was his mouth licking on the flaps of skin there
and then her clit.

"She really likes that," Billy said in response to her moans.

"Yes, he's really making her feel good, as well as he can. He's licking and
sucking at her vagina the way she likes. That little button there he keeps
licking at is called the clitoris. It's like your penis. It feels good to
her like your dick feels good to you."

The man said, `I love that pussy...' and Billy asked what he meant.

"That's just a word for vagina. It's a naughty word that wouldn't use
around mom and dad. It's like saying cock or dick instead of penis. It's
her pussy."

Billy watched intently, his fingers dipping now and then to his butthole.

"Look how wet it is."

"Yes, pussy get wet so they can have a dick inside them."

"To fuck them?"

"Yes, to fuck them. A mommy would have a daddy fuck her pussy and cum in it
so they can make a baby inside her.

The scene moved on then to her over her man, kissing down his chest to the
head of his dick. She quickly began an earnest blow job. `Suck my dick,'
the man encouraged her. Drool and suction noises came from her mouth.

"She's really trying hard."

I laughed at Billy.

"Yeah, I guess she is."

Soon she got over him and readied her hips.

"Now, watch," I said to Billy. "She's going to get on his dick. He's going
to fuck her."

Sure enough, she got her pussy lined up with that long, hard cock and slid
down on it. She was moaning, the man was moaning, and the camera was
following every inch of that penetration. Billy was absorbed watching their
coitus, how his dick slapped in and out of her, how his fingers rubbed at
her butthole, how she leaned over him and he sucked on those amazing
tits. She started to cry out, the camera zoomed in on her quivering cunt.

"She's cumming?" Billy asked.

"Yeah, she's cumming," I said stroking my hard dick to the movie.

Soon she started calling out, `Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy,' over and
over. Billy looked up at me. I looked at him. He looked back at the
screen. He was fascinated by their sex. I reached my hand over and rubbed
at his head and shoulders.

"See how much they love each other? That's making love," I said to Billy.

Billy looked up at me and then suddenly pulled his underwear down and
lifted his legs up. He put his fingers to his anus.

"I have a pussy, Uncle Mike."

"What?" I said looking at him showing me his hole.

"I have a pussy. Fuck my pussy Uncle Mike. Please? Please would you fuck my
pussy?"

I stared at him with my sticky cock in my hand.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes!" he cried, his lip quivering. "Fuck my pussy, right here!"

I leaned over to him and kissed him, his legs in the air, his fingers
rubbing over his anus. My hand went between his legs and I felt him up,
from butthole to dick to bellybutton and back. I pulled his underwear off
his feet. I pulled his shirt off. He was naked. He was pressing back in to
kiss me. His dick was stiff and eager. I got up and stripped, and I turned
off the video. I gathered our clothes, picked him up, and carried him
upstairs.

Once in his room, I laid him down on his bed.

"My room?" he asked.

"Yeah," I want you to remember the first time you had sex was in your room
on your little boy bed."

I pushed his legs back and went deep into his hole with my tongue and
finger. He pulled at my hair. I reminded him, this was about him feeling as
good as he could feel and to pay attention to those feelings. He was red
faced and gasping as he nodded at me. I went back to work on his bottom,
getting it sloppy wet and open. I got up for just a moment and looked in
his bathroom. Vaseline. That would have to do. I came back and spent a
while kissing him. He climbed up on me and hunched at me, but then moved
down to suck on my titties and then my dick. I lifted my legs and he played
with my balls and licked my hole.

"Can you pee on me?" he asked.

That surprised me. I smiled at him and cupped his face.

"I will, but not here. That's too much to clean up."

He nodded and went back to nursing at my crotch. We turned over and we
kissed again. He sat up and settled his bottom on my face. I worked him up
to a good cum and held him while he orgasmed. His eyes were closed. He was
feeling all of it. When he finished, with tears in his eyes, he began to
kiss and hold me. I laid him onto his back and lifted his legs.

"You want this little boy?"

He nodded. I laid my cock over his crack, the head nestled in his balls as
I scooped up the Vaseline. I applied it to his hole and to my dick.

"It's got to be slick little boy, to take a dick this big."

I put my dick head to his pucker and smacked it against the sticky skin.

"Ready?"

He nodded, pulling his legs back and his bottom up higher. I put the tip
right at his hole.

"I'm going to fuck you, for real. This will be the first time a man's been
inside you," I said with a smile.

He smiled back and I pushed forward. The head slipped in. He gasped. His
chest heaved.

"Let it happen," I said waiting for him to get comfortable. "I'm gonna fuck
that pussy good."

I pushed forward some more. His gasps became moans. He began to cry out his
little `oh oh oh's' and his little `yes, yes, yes's' as I slid inside
him. He was so tight. He was so hot inside. His hands balled up under his
knees holding his legs back. I began to pull out. His head pitched back and
a long `oooooh' escaped him.

"Feel my hard daddy dick fucking your pussy little boy," I said with just
my cock head left in him.

I pushed back in and he cried out again. I pulled out and pushed back
beginning a rhythm. His fingers darted to his anus to feel where my dick
connected with him. I had to moan myself, that asshole was amazing. I began
to fuck him harder, in and out.

"I'm fucking my little boy. I'm fucking you right now."

"Fuck me daddy. Fuck me!" he cried out.

He called me daddy.

"You need this boy? You need your daddy to fuck you?"

"Fuck me daddy! Really fuck me!" he looked up at me.

His dick started to bounce; his hole started to throb around my dick. He
was cumming. I put my hand to his head and held his face.

"Cum for me my little boy, cum as hard as you can."

"Ooooooh.... I am... I am..." he said with his eyes scrunching up, his lips
quivering, his body convulsing while stuck on my cock going in and out of
his bottom.

He came for a good while. When he finished, I pulled out of him and he
began to whine and cry. I turned over and got him on his knees and I took
him from behind. I slapped in and out of that butthole, my balls banging
his balls, my hand jacking his dick. `Ooooooh,' it came again from his
lips.

"Put it in me deep daddy!"

I pushed into him with a shove that nearly knocked him forward and I buried
my dick as far in as it would go. He began to jostle around and so I pulled
out and let him get on his back. He spread himself before me, his legs and
arms wide. I pushed back inside his red, slick, open hole and really began
to fuck him. He came again. I continued to fuck him. He tensed up a bit and
grunted. His dinker pitched up and down a few times and he squirted out a
line of piss up his chest. That was so hot. I put my fingers to the head
and pinched it close.

"I know you want to, but don't piss your bed. You mom would have a fit."

He nodded at me and we settled down with me on top of him, kissing while I
rutted into his bottom.

"Make me sticky daddy," Billy said.

I smiled at that.

"I will son, I will make you sticky."

I pulled out of him, his butt gaping open, legs up in the air, and I
squirted line after line up his belly and over his chest. He darted up to
get some in his mouth, his hands rubbing it all over himself. I plugged
myself back into him and made him cum a third and final time. I don't know
how long we laid together with my soft cock still up his bottom, but when
we were ready, I pulled free of him.

"Ready for a shower?"

10.

Billy nodded and I scooped him up, carrying him to his parent's big
shower. As soon as I stepped inside with him, I felt him tense. His tummy
and his hips tightened up, and then he pushed hips slightly forward with a
sigh. His little dinker started squirting a line of piss arcing into the
air. It sprayed against my chest, warm and wet. I chuckled at him.

"Look at that pee," I said, "Yes, baby..."

I angled him a bit, and his pee hit my face. I let that warm urine drench
me moving my face up and down and back and forth to get it all over me. I
let it fill my mouth as he moaned and cooed at me. Finally, he emptied his
bladder, squirting out short blasts of the last of his urine.

"You were pretty full..." I said with a laugh.

I let him down on his feet. I started the water and waited for it to get
warm. There was a small bench there and I sat down. He turned with his back
to me and got down on all fours. He arched his back and then put a hand to
one of his cheeks and opened his butt crack for me to see. A wonder to
behold, his little pucker still red and rosy from where it had taken my
cock.

"That hole of yours is a pretty sight. Show it off for me!"

He spread his cheeks as much as he could and then looked back at me.

"Rub my pussy daddy," he whined.

"Is that what you need, baby?"

"Yes, please! Rub my pussy!"

I leaned forward and put my hand out. My thumb slid over his pucker. I
rubbed it and he made a long oooooh, oooooh, sound. His hole was still
slick, and the rim swollen and warm. I reached over and took the soap. I
spread a little over his bottom, my thumb now slick and sliding up and down
his crack. I spread his cheeks with my hands as far as I could to open him
up. I let one cheek go, and I gently rubbed against him.

"That's a worn-out little hole, baby. It's so pretty. Does my thumb feel
good right there?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"You want me to fuck you again?"

"No," he said looking back at me, "just rub it."

He might have been sorer than he let on, so I gently rubbed his hole and
his bottom. He turned around and got his face right up to my crotch. He
nuzzled into it.

"Here, let me wash my dick before you put it in your mouth."

"It's okay," he said licking at my soft, sagging scrotum.

"No, it's been up your rear end, I'll wash it up first."

He got up, and we both took the time to soak in the warm water spray. I
washed my cock and balls. I had an urge to piss, and I reached over to
snatch Billy's head back by his hair. I took my cock in hand and pissed a
hard line in his face and down his body. His mouth opened, and I pointed my
pissing cock at his throat, filling him to overflowing. I laid my pissing
dick over his face and let it go over his head, soaking his hair, drenching
him down his neck. When I was done, I bathed him, and he bathed me. We sat
on in spray of the warm water kissing those long, lingering, open mouthed
kisses while I masturbated. He didn't get hard; he didn't touch himself. He
just enjoyed the kissing. When I was ready to shoot, I pulled back from
him.

"I'm going to squirt."

He quickly got down on his knees between my thighs. He put his mouth to the
head of my dick, and I jetted several long lines into his mouth and over
his face. When I was done, he put his lips over my piss hole and sucked
down the remaining juice my balls had to give him. He smiled up at me and
went back to work kissing me, his cheeks wet and dripping with my semen and
his mouth tasting of my cum. A final clean up and we spent the rest of the
day with snacks and TV until his parents returned.

---

My next trip over, Billy ran out to my car. I opened the door and my cock
was hanging out of my pants. He smiled at me, grabbed it and climbed up
into my lap.

"My pussy missed you, daddy!" he whispered.

"I missed your tight pussy too!" I said back, kissing his cheek.

He leaned up as I ran my hand over his rump.

"Is that pussy ready to play?"

"Yes, please!"

He hugged me again. I tucked my cock away and we went inside. I was over so
often now; it was old hat. We had our routines, and I visited with them as
much as with Billy. We hung out as a group and did things together without
Billy, but I always made sure Billy and I could have some alone time. As we
gathered in the kitchen, Billy made a point to interrupt.

"Can I show Uncle Mike the new stuff in the park?" Billy said patting at my
front.

"He's been so excited to go to the park," his mom said with that mom
exasperation.

"We could go really quick and be back for lunch," I offered.

"If you want. It's just some new playground stuff and some trails, but he's
been really wanting you to go see it with him."

"Sounds fine," I said smiling at Billy.

"Great! Let's go!"

"Okay, okay," I said, patting his head.

We went to my car and I pulled out onto the road. Right away, Billy started
taking his clothes off. I laughed at him. He pulled off his shirt, kicked
off his shoes and then pulled his shorts down. I could see his stiff dinker
rising in his briefs. Quick as a wink, he was out of those as well. With
knees spread wide, stiff little dick pointing at the sky, we drove to the
park. He played with himself the whole way, only restraining himself if we
were caught at a light with other cars. When we got to the park, it was
pretty quiet, not many people or cars this morning. I pulled in to stop and
he got out, proudly naked and hard, and came around to my side. I got out
of the car, and he took my hand and walked me out onto the trails. It was
nice and scenic here. I looked for a way to get into the woods of the park
a little more out of sight of random traffic. There was a little trail off
to the side through the scrub. A little further on it opened in a little
clear space.

He stepped into the small area, the sun shining down onto his slightly
chubby belly. His white skin glowing. Those pink nipples riding high and
swollen on his perky breasts. His chunky bum had a dimple on each cheek. He
was so beautiful as he turned about in the little glade. His pink, stiff
erection was nearly perfectly up right, just curving to touch at his
belly. The balls hung beautifully full and heavy below. The fleshy sack
indicating that he was going to grow up to have a big set of low hangers. I
hope he did. I loved those balls hanging enough to swing between his legs
and drawn up tight to his belly when he was excited. I loved how they
almost pulled up inside him when he was having one of those tremendous
orgasms, futilely pumping away with no semen to shoot. That would happen
soon for him though. Instead of a dry cum, I knew he would be squirting
heavy loads several times a day. His mom would wonder if there was nowhere
in the house safe from his semen.

Billy jutted his hips out and played with his fingers around his
groin. Suddenly he tensed and with an ahhhh... he let loose a line of
piss. I knelt down to him and carefully got my mouth over it. I drank down
all he had to piss. I was careful not to get it on us. He wrapped his hands
around my head and pulled me down onto his prick. I sucked him as his hips
fucked against my face. He fucked my mouth until he had his first cum. His
mouth gasped, his face contorted, his hands held my head tight. He pulled
away and got his face next to mine. We kissed each other, my hand between
his legs feeling that still hard little dinker and his heavy bag of balls.

I laid him back on the ground, and he pulled his legs up, showing me his
tight, pink pussy. His finger went right to his mouth, and then he slid one
right down inside that little button of a hole.

"That pussy ready to be fucked?"

He nodded at me. I leaned over him and kissed him. He held my neck with one
hand, and we kissed that way for several minutes. He looked at me with
those sweet eyes. This wasn't playing a game. He was so into how he was
feeling. He was ready for someone to make love to him, to make him
cum. After a time, I moved down to his breast and suckled his perky
nipples, and then onto his belly button. The entire time, I could hear and
feel his fingers playing between the cheeks of his bottom. My tongue left
his naval, and I sucked his hard cock. It was warm and firm in my mouth. My
tongue slathered up and down that pole and poked its way into his piss
slit. I moved to his balls and he lifted his legs higher and wider, his
hands now holding his legs back by the knees. I opened that hole with my
tongue and then a finger. I worked that bottom, trying to not to make him
cum, but I had to give that up, as I stood up and undressed.

Naked and hard, I bent down over him. I kissed him as I pressed my cock to
his hole. His butt lifted a little higher and I pressed inside of him. My
thick head popped past his ring and I paused. His hips ground as he got
used to the weight and thickness of my erection. I pushed in farther and he
moaned. His eyes rolled back, his face and chest were flushed. He gasped
around my tongue lashing at his mouth. I pushed into him more and I felt
it. He began one of those grand cums. His back hunched. His mouth made
those `oh oh oh oh oh' sounds, and his hands grabbed at the skin of my
arms. I pushed all the way into him. My dick was so deep into his little
butthole, I wondered what all he was feeling. I held it there letting him
get used to me filling him up while he continued his second cum. When he
finished, I pulled up from his mouth.

"You finished?"

He looked at me, almost mad.

"No, no," he choked out.

"I didn't think so," I said with a laugh.

I lifted up and took hold of his calves and got into a good driving
position against his bottom. He closed his eyes and tightened his fists up
against his groin. I began to fuck him. Good long strokes, building up
speed. He started to masturbate himself as I began to punch in and out of
him. It was all I could do not to just squirt immediately as I watched him,
grind and hunch, jerk and twist, his little body and his little dick,
getting all he could out of my big, hard cock running in and out of his
butthole. He began to gasp and jerk. He was having his third orgasm. It
lasted a minute or more as I fucked him. He pushed his legs out.

"Wrap them around me," I instructed.

He did. I was fucking my boy. I was making love to him. He wanted me deep
inside him. He wanted me to make him cum.

"Fuck my pussy, daddy," he cooed at me. "Fuck me hard."

"I will, my boy," I said bearing down into him.

I leaned over his face, my sweat dripping off onto him. He leaned up and
kissed me.

"Make me cum again," he begged.

I lifted up and pulled out of him.

"No, daddy, no, no!!" he cried out.

I flipped him over on to his belly. I pulled his hips up so he was on his
knees. His thumb his butt cheeks apart. His hole was wide open, and I
pushed right back into him, and with a frenzy, I fucked that tight, slick
hole. His fingers felt where we were connected. I fucked him another ten
minutes or more. His anus kept me in heaven.

I ground into him and reached under him to paw at his groin.

"Yes, yes, yes," he began to whine.

He began to cum. I felt his cock jerking up and down in the palm of my
hand. He balls were nearly nonexistent up against his taint. I felt that
glorious throbbing of his anus around my cock. His cum was strong, but
nearly as long as the others. When he finished, I pulled out of him and
held his butt up. I squirted against his anus, then his balls and up his
crack. I turned him over and pushed his legs back.

"Daddy, daddy," he was moaning.

I'm sure he wanted me to do something, but I had only one thing on my mind
-- and that was to lick up all my gooey semen that was covering his cock
and balls and running up his butt crack. I settled in and cleaned him up,
my tongue running into his bottom giving his chills and along his soft cock
and that plump bag of balls. We huddled together on the ground for a while
kissing and holding each other. When we were ready, I dressed and walked
him fully naked back to the car. We drove around to the bathrooms. He put
on his shorts and we walked inside and cleaned up. He dressed the rest of
the way and then it was time to go back home. I smiled down at him.

"That's just this morning!"

He laughed.

"I'm hungry."

"Yeah," I said with a chuckle and a wink, "me too!"

We drove back to his home and got ready for lunch.

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