Date: Tue, 11 Jan 2005 03:49:03 -0600
From: John Mack <johnis20@hotmail.com>
Subject: Challenge Pool 2: The Next Day part 1

Challenge Pool, The Next Day (Part 1)
Fiction:  mmmm
Written by John Mack
e-mail: johnis20@hotmail.com


Joe had pounded my ass hard and came deep in me.  It was now Brad's turn.
He was fully regenerated and his cock seemed even longer than when I was
sucking on him.  Both Joe and Brad seemed to be about the same size as me,
about 7 inches long.  Joe is thicker than Brad and I am thicker than Joe,
although I had not seen Steve by this point fully erect I found out later
that he has the biggest dick and he is not even fully mature yet, more than
8 inches long and thicker than mine.  For a little kid all his growth must
be in his manhood.

Brad slid in me without any trouble.  My ass was very loose after Joe got
done with it; I found Brad's pounding to be very relaxing and enjoyable.
Although he was trying to be forceful and rough it was exciting and felt so
good.  It took Brad a lot longer to cum this time. Steve watched as Brad
fucked me and I could hear him giving words of encouragement to Brad like
`pound that tight ass hard' `deeper Brad deeper' and `give it to him hard'.
Brad was going as fast as he could with long strokes even coming completely
out of my ass and forcing back in.  All I could do was enjoy every second
of it as I moaned with great delight.  When he started shooting his load he
was all the way out and forcing his way back in.  I felt his first squirts
hit the outside of my asshole as he pounded back in and remained in as he
finished cumming.

I thought I was done and they were going to let me go but I was wrong.
Steve got on top of me and without any lube began inching his manhood
inside.  His did not slide in as easy as Brad's.  In fact he took it real
slow and allowed me to adjust to his enormous girth.  Once he was
completely in he remained buried deep in my ass for a long time.  He just
wiggled a little to remind me that he was still there I guess, but he was
deeper than the other two had gotten and was much thicker.  As he was lying
on top of me, my hands and feet were untied.  Steve told me he wanted to do
me missionary style and we changed positions.  As I got on my back he moved
my legs so that my knees were flat against my chest.  I placed my arms over
them to hold them there as he lined his cock up with my asshole.  He again
slowly inched his was into my ass.  He felt even bigger in this position.
Steve was no novice at this; when he had entered me completely with his
entire cock he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.  He then whispered
that he loved me and wanted to demonstrate his love by making love to me.
The other two had just had sex to get their rocks off but Steve was slow,
deliberate and filled with compassion and love.  He then kissed me again
but this time he waited for me to open my mouth so he could stick his
tongue in.  He was an excellent kisser, very romantic about the way he
softly kissed, yet gave the feeling of control.  He slowly began to pump my
ass with long strokes, going almost out and then entering slowly again.  He
did this for a long time until I felt like I was fixing to cum.  He picked
up the pace as my breathing got heavier and more sporadic.  He did not go
really fast just enough to cause me to get even more excited.  My cock
began to swell, my heart raced and my body began to jerk.  I was cumming.
Shots went over my head, landed on my face and fill my belly with my white
creamy juices.  More cum than I had produced in a long time.  After I came
Steve slowed down his pace again and slowly pumped my ass with long strokes
again.  He laid his body on mine, smearing in my cum on our bodies.  He
again passionately kissed me on the lips but soon moved to my neck and even
to my ear.  Because my body was all balled up with my knees under my
shoulders he looked so big on top of me and for a short framed boy, really
young man, he managed to control the situation like he was the biggest man
around.  After a long time he picked up the pace, just about that same time
I thought I was going to cum again.  As he gained speed his strokes became
shorter but more forceful.  He was still pounding me deeper than the other
two and the friction on my ass was tremendous giving even more pleasure to
my now well used ass.  I could feel his cock getting bigger as he began
exploding in me.  His pace, extra girth and the excitement caused me to cum
again.  He shot gobs of cum in my hole before pulling out and stroking his
cock spewing more cum on my chest.  What a sex machine!  Biggest cock, an
incredible amount of cum and with compassion that is so great and tender.
When he finished cumming he lined his cock up to my hole and inserted it
again.  I thought he was going to fuck me again but he pushed it all the
way in and leaned forward to kiss me.  This time there was no doubt he was
kissing with the passion of a man in love and desiring to please his woman.
He remained in side me for sometime before he began to get to heavy and my
legs began to hurt from the position we were in.  As he rolled off of me he
stated he loved me and wanted me to fuck him before we went to sleep, but
he was so tired I could tell he was not going to stay awake for much longer
so I kissed his forehead and told him to rest.  As I got up to take a
shower I realized my hole had not completely closed yet as cum juice ran
down my leg.  I hurried off to the restroom and got in the shower.  When I
was done all three boys were asleep on my king size bed.  They looked so
peaceful lying naked all bunched up together.

There was not much room left on the bed so I decided I would take one of
their beds.  As I was lying down to sleep the events of the evening rolled
through my mind.  First I was excited about the events then scared, then
nervous, sad, and happy, desired for it to happen again, regretted it; I
was so confused.  Needless to say I did not get much sleep even as tired as
I was.

The next morning came way too soon.  I was wakened by all three boys
staring at me.  They had not bothered to put on any clothes.  I guess this
is what it boiled down to; I had already seen them nude, allowed them to
take advantage of my body and had done nothing to prevent it from becoming
a big part of the rest of our lives.  My eyes were still focusing when Joe
asked if I was ok.  Then the other two rattled off questions which my mind
was not ready to decipher so it was just mumblings of incoherent words to
me.  As I started to get up I realized that I was in more pain than I had
expected.  I sort of knew my ass would be sore or at least very tender.
Then there was the pain from my legs and tights which I guess I should have
known about from the length of time my legs were forced over my body and in
the air.  But what through me for a loop was the pain in the front side.
My cock was completely swollen, not hard per say but swollen.  It was soft
but larger than it is normally erect, longer and ticker, much thicker.  It
ached with a steady pain as the skin was being stretched beyond what it
normally would tolerate.  It still was nowhere as big as Steve's but it was
a lot larger than I could ever remember it being.  I laid back down hoping
the pain would subside but I really had to go piss and I did not know how
long I could hold off.  Again I heard Joe ask if I was ok.  I tried to
answer but my mouth was not working yet, worse than cotton mouth.  It was
if my whole body was working in different time zones.  It felt like as I
tried to concentrate on one area to get it to work correctly three other
normally easy functions became uncooperative and shut down.  It was going
to be one miserable morning.  Steve was able to get my reflexes working as
he jumped on the bed landing just shy of my crotch.  My body tensed up for
that split second before it realized it had shut down.  Steve was lying
directly across my bladder and now I really had to go.  But Steve was well
aware of the fact that my cock was larger and pulled the sheets down
showing the other two my enormous morning cock.  Brad thought I held back
last night while Joey gawked at it.  Whether my body wanted to cooperate or
not I had to go to the restroom.  I struggled to get out of bed.  As Joey
and Brad realized that I was having trouble they assisted me to my feet but
ended up taking me to the bathroom.  Once there, I felt like if I could sit
down on the toilet it would be easier.  My cock was not sticking up but
hanging really low.  As I relaxed my piss began to flow, my cock began to
shrink and my body functions started working again.  I pissed like a race
horse, thought I would never stop.  When the boys realized that I was ok
they started laughing making fun of the situation I was in.  It was then
that Steve told them that he had put the largest electric penis pump on me
and had left it on there for over five hours.  I was so sound asleep that
nothing could have wakened me.  Now I know why his cock is so big.  I
continued to stumble about and they compared my actions to a hang over but
I knew better.  I had only had three mixed drinks the night before and
although that is a lot for me in one evening on a regular basis, there have
been times when I have had three times that many.  I was sure that it had
to be all the blood was in my cock instead of my brain were it belonged.  I
worked my way back to my bed and asked for one more hour of sleep.  Joey
was quick to tell me it was already one in the afternoon.  This day was
going to be one I wanted to forget.

They allowed me to sleep a while longer; Brad woke me up at almost three
and told me there was a man here to see me.  This time there was no
struggling everything seemed to be working.  I put on a few clothes and
went to the living room where a co-worker told me that one of my cases
failed to meet the judge's approval and he wanted me to re-file by Monday
morning.  It was going to take a lot of hours to make over the case.  I
thought I had done an excellent job of discrediting most of all the
evidence against my client and showing the rest to be circumstance.  The
evidence was shaky and I thought I could win this case easily but the judge
thought I was making light of the situation and wanted more evidence for
reasons of dismissal.  The judge only accepted one small part of the
grievance but stated that the reasoning behind it did not support the facts
given by the prosecutors.  If I had any hope of winning this case I would
have to convince the judge that the evidence was erroneous and not factual.
I told my co-worker I would be in around five to start a remake of the
case.  I could hear the boy's sigh of disappointment as I spoke.

I took a shower only to notice that my ass was still very sore and that I
kept getting excited every time I touched it to clean it.  I forced myself
not to masturbate just incase I found away to continue our adventure.  When
I got to work two of my co-workers had redone most of the paper work and
one of our investigators had found some more evidence that should prove
that my client could not have done the work (the alibi my client claimed to
have would have been better).  The paperwork only needed tweaking before
handing it back to the judge.  I sent them home since they had done most of
the work and told them I would finalize the reports and get them to the
judge by Monday.  As I started working on the case one idea after another
just popped in my mind and in no time I was finished.  I save my work,
printed out the reports and was heading home by seven.  Great an early
evening considering I slept most of the day.

When I got home I was glad to see that they were still fulfilling their
agreements from yesterday.  Brad and Joey were taking turns forcing Steve
to complete various sexual tasks for them.  Steve was on his back on the
floor using his feet to masturbate Brad while Joe was forcing his penis
down his throat.  They told me that I owed them but that they were more
than ready to start another round of pool.  Because they were already nude
I was told to take off my clothes and that we would play for sexual acts.
Joe gave us each ten 3x5 cards and we wrote ten things we would like have
done to us by an opposing member, then those cards were folded in half and
place in a trash can.  The winner of the challenge would then pull one card
and the loser would perform that act on his partner.  For example if I
challenged and lost the person I challenged would draw from the can one
card and I would have to do that task to his partner until the next
person's turn to shoot and vice versa.

Because we were the loosing team Brad was kind enough to allow us to go
first.  Brad started with his normal dare to Steve, but Steve insisted that
this time if he lost he would have to lick his hole.  Almost immediately
Joey mocked Brad's favorite words, "Anything but eating shit or causing
damage to the body."  We all laughed which probably caused Brad to take the
bet.  Steve did not make any and was forced to lick Brad's asshole.
Personally I thought Steve enjoyed it to much and was wondering if he
missed on purpose.  Brad was up next and made three balls before missing.
I know Steve wanted to challenge him a couple of times but because we did
not have any balls in we could not challenge.  It was now my turn.  I made
one before Brad challenged me.  It was a difficult shot and I thought he
could not make it, I was pretty sure I could not make it.  So I dared him
to make it.  Of course he made it which put me on the spot.  Brad drew and
I was to finger fuck Joey.  Because it was his turn to shoot they decided
on a time limit.  I was to finger him for two minutes.  I lubed my finger
and used my middle finger to penetrate his ass.  Of course this brought a
lot of teasing by the other two.  Joey was really getting into it by the
time I finished.  We no longer had any balls in, so challenging was out of
the question.  Joey missed, thank goodness; Steve was challenged before he
even got to the table.  Joey wanted him to bank a shot around a ball and
into the side pocket.  Steve looked at the shot for a long time before
daring Joey to make it.  Joey did not even come close.  Steve drew that he
would have to passionately kiss me until Brad's turn.  Steve made three
easy shots before missing.  Joey and I kissed for a lot longer than the two
minutes they agreed was the average shooting time.  More like seven or more
minutes before Steve missed.  But, I was not complaining, Joey kisses
really well.  By the time he finished kissing Brad made sure everyone knew
that I enjoyed the kiss by the looks of my erection. Brad made in his ball
but also made in the eight ball.  Game one to Steve and me, we agreed on
best of seven to determine who was going to be whose slave for the day.

Brad was to break next and Steve wanted the same bet as before.  Brad
hardly ever makes a ball in and turned down the bet to a bunch of name
calling and mocking.  He made in the nine ball and the game began.  He made
one more before missing.  I made one in before Joey challenged me.  He
challenged me to a simple combination which was the shot I was most likely
going to try anyway.  I made it and he had to allow Steve to twist his
nipples until his turn to shoot.  There was some discussion because it was
not the loser doing but receiving but we finally agreed that tit twisting
was a punishment not a reward.  And Steve showed no mercy, especially after
we realized it was Joey who wrote it.  I think Joey was in pain but I
missed my next shot so he was not tortured that long.  Steve challenged him
to make a bank shot in to a corner pocket.  Joey made it and Steve had to
suck Brad until Steve was up.  Joey made four more before missing.  I was
getting a little nervous.  We only had one ball in and they now had five.
Steve missed an easy shot.  I was beginning to wonder if he was trying to
throw the game.  Brad had and easy shot on the eleven so I challenged him
to bank it around the eight.  I was not sure it could be done but if we
were going to lose anyway why not enjoy it.  I thought Brad would dare but
he attempted the shot and missed.  Brad had to sit on a twenty ounce coke
bottle while playing with Steve's nuts with his feet.  (Joey's again) If
you have ever tried sitting on a coke bottle with no support to ease you
down on it or keep it from ripping a new butt hole you will know how
difficult this task was.  It took Brad a few tries and lots of lube to get
it lined up right and get his legs out in front of him to play with Steve's
nuts but he did it.  I watched as he slid further and further down on the
bottle.  I could only imagine how much it must have hurt to do that, but
Brad never complained.  It was now my shot and besides for wanting to watch
Brad I wanted to make as many as I could to catch up.  I made our six
remaining balls but missed the eight.  When Brad rolled over to stand up
the bottle was completely up his ass.  Another half an inch and his pucker
hole would have engulfed the bottle.  I did not know that your butt hole
could get that big.  Brad could not get a hold of the bottle well enough to
pull it out so Joey help him.  It was sort of funny watching them try and
pull a bottle from Brad's ass.  I could see the headlines now, `Doctors had
to remove coke bottle from boy's butt while father and brothers are treated
for stomach pains from laughter.'  Joey made their last ball and was
shooting for the eight.  I used our last challenge and wanted a two rail
bank shot into the far corner pocket.  Joey studied the shot and dared me
to make it.  I was pretty sure I couldn't but took me time like I knew what
I was doing and laid the stick at different angles trying to figure out how
to make it.  Finally, I just said fuck it and shot.  I made it.  Two games
to none.  We were in control.  I wanted Joey to perform the same task Brad
had to but they insisted that I drawl.  Joey had to suck on Steve while
humming `Dixieland'.

My turn to break and I did not accept any dares.  I made the three in and
then two others.  Joey had nothing but easy shots and had made three before
Steve or I thought of challenging him.  Steve wanted him to bank a shot off
the side rail and down to the far corner.  Joey wanted to decline the
challenge but then his turn would be up and I know he wanted to clean the
table too.  He accepted the challenge and made it.  Steve then had to allow
Brad to paddle him with a ping ball paddle until his turn.  Steve bent over
and told Brad to give it his best shot.  Brad gave him three hard ones
before Steve shut up.  It was like he wanted them hard but not as hard as
Brad rendered them.  I could not challenge and Joey cleaned the table.  Two
games to one, we were still up.  Steve's ass was as red as an apple.  He
did not cry although I think he wished he would have never challenged him
on paddling him.  I was shocked to see that he had a ragging hard on, the
hardest it had been all night.

It was Joey's turn to break.  Game four was very intense.  Steve looked
very determined to win and spent a lot of time concentrating on his first
shot.  Brad seemed to be gloating in his victory over Steve and making it
worse.  And Joey seemed to be in another world just totally relaxed.  Steve
made one shot and then challenged Brad's shot, a two ball combination off a
side rail into a corner pocket.  Brad dared him and he was totally focused
on making the shot and by luck he did.  Brad was to lick my asshole for two
minutes, his favorite thing to do, being sarcastic of course.  I leaned
over a bar stool and held my cheeks apart for him.  He turned out to be a
real pro at this.  He gave me great pleasure in the way he licked the hole
and then stuck his tongue in.  He especially seemed to love just barely
rubbing his tongue across my hole area before digging his tongue into the
hole as far as it would go.  He could do this all day and I would not
complain.  After two minutes was up, he gave me a quick swipe on the cheek
as he kissed my hole.

I was not sure if these challenges were mine or not but they were along the
same lines of the request that I put in the box, which made me glad because
I had a hard time coming up with ideas to request them to do.  I would
never have thought of sitting on a coke bottle, but kissing and rimming was
up my line of thought.

On my turn I made three easy shots and then missed.  Joey made three before
Steve challenged him.  Again it was a bank shot but the ball was almost in
the hole to begin with, a blind man could make it as long as he got the
ball anywhere close enough to tap the ball.  Of courses Joey made it and
then cleared the table.  Two games to two and Steve seemed to be getting
more upset.  I think he became determined to win after Brad paddled him.
Joey's drawl allowed Brad to tie up Steve's cock pulling his cock between
his legs and tying off the other end over the shoulder and under the arms.
This would force Steve to remain perfectly straight because bending just a
little bit pulled on his cock and balls toward his ass.  I realized that my
kids love torture.

Steve's turn to break again and he wanted to up the ante a little.  Brad
wanted Steve to lick his ass again but Steve wanted the loser to have to
drink the piss of the winner.  Brad hesitated but agreed.  Steve just
barely made one ball. It did not look like it had enough speed behind it to
make it to the pocket but it fell.  Brad handed him a cup but Steve
insisted straight from the source was better.  Brad knelt down and put his
lips on Steve's cock and began to drink his golden juice.  Steve's cock
actually swelled a little as Brad drank it all up.  Steve made three more
balls in before missing.  I was impressed with two of his shots, they were
very difficult but he made them look easy.  He was playing with a whole lot
more determination this game than the pervious night.  I was sure he wanted
to get Brad back for those paddling.  Brad missed his shot and I missed
mine.  Joey made one and then Steve challenged him to a jump shot.  I don't
allow them to do jumps shots because it can ruin the table if done wrong.
I gave in and allowed them to attempt a jump shot but warned them if they
messed up the material it was coming out of their hides.  Joey dared Steve
to make it.  It was a straight on shot with a short jump.  Steve made it
and Joey had to allow me to shave his hair. (Serves him right, it was again
one of his ten.)  Since it did not specify what hair I was going to shave
his head but after much protesting by everyone I shaved his cock hair.
Steve made two more balls before Brad challenged him on the eight ball, a
table length bank shot.  Steve missed but when he went to get a ball out he
noticed that they did not have any balls in, so Brad would not been allowed
to challenge.  We have never had that happen before; we almost always count
the balls on the table before a challenge is made but for some reason we
didn't.  The question was now what to do about it.  Steve wanted automatic
disqualification from the tournament and them to be our slaves for the
remainder of the night.  Brad and Joey thought that Steve should have to
put the balls back the way they were and shoot again.  I compromised with
stating that since it was on the eight ball it was loss of that game, but
on any other ball it would be an automatic drop of that ball and play
resumes.  They reluctantly agreed.  Then I added, "Oh and the team that
made the challenge should have to perform one task on each other whatever
the challenged team agrees upon."  They did not like it but agreed that it
was their responsibility to ensure they had enough balls before they make a
challenge.  Steve and I decided it would be great to see them fight with
their cocks using no hands.  Neither one was completely hard when they
started which meant they had to stand really close but by the time they
were finished they both had ragging hard ons.  I really thought Joey was
going to cum the way he was acting but he didn't.  Brad kept hitting Joey
on the side with his dick.  I think this was because he had taken a
pounding from Joe's cock already.  Joey seemed to be aiming to hit Brad's
cock as hard as he could.  It was funny but very sexy to watch them go at
it.  Three games to two, we were up.

Brad's turn to break came at a great cost to him again.  He should know
better than betting because he is a lousy breaker.  He can move all the
balls around on the table but rarely does he make one.  Steve's dare was
the looser had to agree to let the winner tie their cock up and attach a
weight to their balls until they were challenged.  I was not sure how he
was going to attach a weight but he tied a small piece of robe above the
balls near the base of his cock and then with another string tied a 2 and
half pound barbell weight to the string and allowed it to dangle about a
foot off the ground.  It looked very painful to me but Brad never
complained.  My shot was next and I made two then missed.  I was afraid
that Joey still being spaced out was going to run the table.  He missed his
first shot which was an easy straight on shot.  He sat back down and took a
long sip of his soda.  He then asked to add some rum to it.  I am not for
kids drinking but I would rather they did it at home instead of out on the
street and then drive so I said he could.  I watched as he measured one
ounce and then poured it in his glass.  I think he thought I quit watching
as he gave a quick turn of the bottle directly into his glass.  I didn't
say anything but took note of it.  Steve made the remaining five balls.  We
had won the tournament four games to two.  Brad wanted a drink also so I
made him one but told him not to drink with out me knowing about it first.
While I made him one Joey finished off his and got another.  I was a little
puzzled by his actions but as the night was going to wear on I realized why
he wanted to be intoxicated.  Steve had big plans for the both of them for
what they had done a couple of weeks ago.  They just told me I didn't want
to know which means it could have been illegal or very dangerous.  It was
already 11:30 pm and Steve's plans would last until tomorrow night if he
had his way.

Brad was never challenged so he still had a weight hanging between his
legs.  Steve told him he would have to remove it to accomplish the plans he
had for them.  Steve ordered them to the ground like a dog after they
finished their drinks.  I watched as Steve took control of them.  He told
them to pant like dogs and stay put until he returned.  When he returned he
had rope, candles, lube, wood clamps, little electrical clamps, lipstick,
panty hose, a wig, and who knows what else in a big tote box.  He told them
to start off with they were going to be his pet dogs.  He tied a chain
leash around both their necks and told me to do to Joey what he does to
Brad.  He led Brad outside and told him it was time to pee and shit.  Brad
went to a tree lifted a leg and pissed on the tree.  He then scratched at a
place in the garden and squatted over it.  He didn't have to really shit
but he acted like he did.  Joey did the same.  Steve said that dogs clean
themselves before going back in so have at it.  Neither could reach so
Steve told them to clean each other.  Joey started by licking out Brad's
ass and crotch area.  Then they switched before Steve told them to 69.  I
had gotten excited off and on during the games, although I had not gotten
full erect there were times when I was harder than normal and was leaking a
lot of pre-cum.  However, this was totally exciting to me and my cock was
fully erect.  Steve grabbed Brad's leash and yanked him toward the door.
Once inside Steve told him that dogs have to eat.  He got two bowls and
filled one with some leftovers out of the refrigerator.  He mixed it all
together and it looked sick, meatloaf (I think), peas, potatoes, pizza and
celery.  They looked at each other and turned green.  Brad put his tongue
to the mixture first but Steve said dogs share and told them to both eat at
the same time.  He then gave them the other bowl with water in it told them
when the food was gone they could drink the water.  There was not a lot of
food so I didn't think this was going to make them sick or anything.  It
was funny watching them try to eat out of the same bowl.  As the food got
harder to pick up with their tongue they became very resourceful by working
together with their tongues to put food in each other's mouth.  That was
really hot to watch.  When they finished eating they lick up all the water.
Steve pulled Brad and told them it was nap time.  He had them cuddle up
close on a small carpet in front of the fire place.  They looked so cute
lying next to each other.  Steve and I talked about what we would like for
them to do.  I was naïve about all the possibilities so I told Steve he
could just go with it and I would follow.  He then pulled on them and told
them that dogs love to sniff crotches and they began sniffing our crotches,
for which Steve hit their butts telling them no.  Then he said dogs get
horny from sniffing other's crotches and needed to fuck.  Brad remained on
all four as Joey got on top of him like a dog and moved his cock around on
him until he got hard and then inserted his cock in Brad.  Steve told Joey
that dogs have a knot that keeps them attached until they cum so if Brad
started to move that he would have to follow without coming out of him.
Steve then pulled on Brad's leash and walked him around the room as Joey
tried to keep up.  After a few minutes of teasing Steve stopped Brad and
Joey started fucking him really hard.  Joey came quickly and it was Brad's
turn.  I did the same to Joey as Steve had done to Brad.  It took Brad a
lot longer to cum.

It was getting close to three in the morning by the time Steve finished
their dog play.  It was now time for Brad to be Joey's wife.  Joey was
going to be in need of lots of money and therefore have to sell his whore
of a wife for money.  Steve made Joey dress Brad up so that others would be
willing to buy her.  While Brad and Joey got ready, Steve and I ate and he
played with my dick.  Just teasing it really, not wanting me to cum.  He
told me that his plan was for Joey to sell us his wife and that we could do
anything we wanted to her.  He said he would like to smack her about a
little then fuck her like a mad dog in heat being as rough as possible.
But that he wanted me to go first.  Then he would have them switch roll and
he was going to be gentle to Joey so Brad would feel bad about hitting him
so hard.  Then the rest was up to me.

When they got Brad ready they came into the living room where we had been
sitting.  Brad was a knock out as a girl.  Joey had done a good job of
making him up, looks as though they had done this many times.  All the
make-up was perfect; bright red lips, powdered face with the right amount
of rouge, long eyelashes, neutral color eye shadow with darkened eyebrows,
the wig was long curly blond that hang to center back, long crystal
earrings; he was a total knock out as a girl.  Scratch that not girl, a
beautiful young lady.  He is totally hot in his tight red teddy with a
garter belt and hose, shinny red lipstick to match, his nice smooth skin,
full facial make up and a wig that makes him look like Marilyn Monroe.  I
study his crotch and am amazed that some how they managed to hid his
manhood.  His chest is pulled tightly together making it look as though he
even has some cleavage.

I am really beginning to wonder about my perverted boys.  Have I destroyed
all possibilities of them of them finding true romance with a girl or have
I changed them into liking just each other forever.  To me I guess it
really does not matter as long as they are happy but their mother will kill
me just before she calls the cops.  I can't help myself from wondering how
they purchased all of these things and how long have they been doing these
things.

As I look at Brad I am transposed into thoughts of total lust for my son.
It takes a couple of minutes to continuing with the roll play before I ask
how much.

Joey: "We are a poor family and need money for our sick daughter, for you
$100 per hour."

"You will continue to be poor at those rates."

Joey: "You think we should charge more?"

"I don't think she is worth 50 cents an hour."

Joey: "Mister we are poor we need money to survive.  Make me a reasonable
offer sir."

"Ten dollars for a blow job, if she is any good I will double it.  If she
is clean I will give $50 to fuck her.  Anymore and you will have to pay
me."

Joey: "$50 for a blow job and $150 to fuck."

"You do want to remain poor.  $200 for the whole night and that's my final
offer."

Joey: "Deal."

"Pay the man, ole chap."

I took Brad to my room.  I thought the other two would follow but I guess
it was going to be just me and Brad for a while.  I wanted to remain in
character.  "Ok whore dance for me and when my dick gets hard plant those
pretty red lips of yours on it and begin to suck and don't remove any of
your clothing."  I took a seat next to the bed and scooted to the edge of
the chair so that my dick could hang between my legs.  I was already a
little excited but my cock was still hanging south.  Brad began to dance,
swinging his hips, feeling up his body and making a seductive looking face.
He was really good at this.  I guess those porn movies have helped them a
lot.  It did not take long for my cock to get fully erect but Brad
continued to dance for me.  After about ten minutes he worked his way to me
and began feeling up my body.  When his hands reached my cock he pulled
really hard which only made me hornier.  He lowered his lips around my cock
and began what can only be described as the most seductive blow job I have
ever had.  He did a lot of teasing and pulling.  He rolled it in his hands
and twisted his mouth as he went down.  He deep throated almost every time,
and sucked really hard coming back up.  He is an expert at giving a great
blowjob.  I am so excited that I don't think I will be able to hold back
very long from cumming.  My cock is so hard that it actually hurts from
being at the maximum girth and length for just the short time he has been
working on blowing me.  I can't stand it much longer and force his lips off
my cock.  I pull his beautiful face up to me and stare at his gorgeous face
before planting my lips hard against his in a long passionate kiss.  I
stand up as we continue to kiss and pick him up as I move us over to the
bed.  I lie down bringing him on top of me.  I am so overwhelmed with lust
for him that for a moment I forget he is my son and nature takes over and I
attack him with all my lust.  My hands are moving all over his body pulling
him hard against me.  When my hands reach his ass I grab his cheeks and
spread them apart as I grind my crotch upward into his.  I roll over on top
of him like a wild animal and kiss him all over his face as I force my body
upon his, grinding my cock against his body.  I pull the string to his
teddy without even thinking about it with one hand as I continue to kiss
his face and neck.  Putting all my weight on my left hand my right works
open his red skimpy clothing exposing his chest.  I work my way down to
suck on each of his now exposed nipples; pulling his teddy completely open
as I suck and kiss on his chest.  I can softly hear his groaning as I force
myself upon him.  Looking back I can't believe how much lust overtook me as
I sought sexual pleasure with my son.  His hands wrap around my head and
force it down on his pecs as I kissed at them.  I work my way down to his
crotch.  I kiss at his manhood through his panties as I lower myself on the
bed.  As I lower myself I pull his panties down and he raises his hips to
allow them to come off easily.  I stand up at the end of the bed as I
remove his panties.  I look upon his beauty.  He is so good looking lying
there in just his garter belt and hose.  His smooth chest is totally
exposed now.  His bald cock is hard and leaking pre-cum.  Only two things
give him away as a guy, his slightly developed muscles and that enormous
manhood between his legs.  All his hair has been removed and his nicely
tanned skin makes him look so silky and soft.  I am in awe over his body,
hardly believing that this is my son.  I lower myself directly to his
crotch and engulf his cock with my mouth like a vacuum cleaner on dust.
Sucking it all the way down my throat and rub my nose hard against his
tummy where his pubic hair should have been.  I held down on him for a long
time enjoying his long schelong down my throat.  I swallowed a couple of
times which causes an even greater vacuum on his cock.  As I moved up and
down on his manhood it only took a couple of pumps before he released a
gusher of squirts in my mouth.  He held my head down on him forcing his
manhood deep down my throat.  He bucked his hips in uncontrollable jerks
pounding my face hard against him as he unloaded an enormous amount of cum
into me.  I held on tight as he moved around moaning as if he could not
catch his breath.  It was so exciting that I thought I was going to cum
without even touching myself, just the friction of my body against the bed
as I rode him.  It took a long time for him to calm down and catch his
breath.

I moved back up on top of him; slowly lower myself on him as I kissed him
deeply and passionately.  As I kissed him he forced his legs up toward his
chest exposing his ass to my hard cock.  Not wanting to hurt him but not
wanting to spoil the moment by moving off of him to get some lube, I began
to poke my cock at his asshole.  We continued to kiss and he placed his
hands on my ass pulling my cheeks apart as he held me tight against him.
He was wiggling his butt around and I could feel my cock working its way
into his hole.  Once it seemed to start going in Brad forced himself upward
while pulling my ass down on him.  I was entering him without any lube and
he seemed to want me to force even more of my cock into him.  He broke the
kiss to get some air I think.  He tilted his head back and pulled my ass as
hard as he could, forcing my cock into him.  He moaned as my cock entered
him passing through his outer ring.  I was a little surprised at the ease
in which my cock entered him.  My cock was at its largest state and I was
so excited that I was not sure how long I could fuck him without cumming
but I wanted this moment to last a long time.  I slowly worked my cock in
and out until I was completely in him.  I was afraid I was going to hurt
him but as long as he was not complaining I was to excited to stop.  When I
was in to the hilt I leaned down and kissed him wiggling my hips to help
relax his muscles but he seemed to be completely relaxed already.  I began
to pump him with long slow strokes.  It was not long before I was on the
edge of cumming and had to stop.  I pushed my cock in as far as I could get
it.  I held tight against him trying to subside the desire to cum but Brad
was still moving a little and I began to shoot my load deep in him.  I
began some quick long strokes to increase the feeling pounding hard against
him.  He was moaning so loud and squirming so much that I was getting even
more excited and pounding even harder.  I shot a good amount of cum in him.
When I finished cumming I again forced my cock deep in him and passionately
kissed him before we both fell asleep.


(Comments are welcomed. Hope you enjoyed)
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