Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 04:12:13 -0600 From: leonard webb Subject: Cutter & Son The sun was just peeking over the horizon as I quietly eased out of bed as not to wake Cutter who was sleeping next to me. Once outside the bedroom door I stretched my naked 5' 10 inch 145 pound frame and headed for the kitchen. After putting on a pot of coffee I started down the hall to the only bathroom in the small two bedroom house I shared with Cutter. I paused briefly in front of the spare bedroom before continuing on to the bathroom. Technically it was my bedroom, but since I'd been sleeping in Cutter's bed for over a year now it seemed more like a spare room. Standing in front of the toilet I took my soft six inch cock in hand and relaxed my bladder. It'll be time to open the store soon I thought to myself as I listened to the sound of my piss splashing into the toilet bowl. The store being Cutter and son auto repair. Cutter started the business in his parents garage a few years ago and built it up until he was able to purchase and renovate a small warehouse, along with the little house directly behind it. I'm Daniel Cutter, the son in Cutter and son. I never knew my mama. Cutter got her pregnant with me when he was seventeen. She was a thirty five year old divorcee with a busted alternator when they met. Well...to make a long story short, she got more than she bargained for. She left the hospital the day after I was born and no one has seen hide nor hair of her since. One of the nurses called Cutter's mama and daddy and told them if they wanted to see their grandbaby they'd better hightail it over to the hospital right away before child services showed up. We live in a small town and grandma had heard the rumors about her son Matt and that woman. Grandma took one look at me and told grandpa that I was his grandson and that she was gonna take me home with them, and the rest is history. Growing up Cutter called his parents mama and daddy so that's what I called them. And I called my daddy Cutter because that's what everyone else called him. At sixteen I'd dropped out of school and started working full time at the shop. After shaking the last few drops of piss from my cock I headed back to the bedroom. Cutter was sprawled on his back still asleep, the sight of his morning woodie tenting the sheets over his midsection caused my dick to stir. For as far back as I can remember I would hang out with Cutter while he worked in our garage tinkering with cars. There was also the front seat of 57 chevy that sat on the floor in the corner of the garage. And although those early memories are vague and fragmented, I recall him sitting on the old car seat with me on his lap fondling my little boy cock. Sometimes he would remove our pants and have me kneel between his legs sucking and licking on his dick. He always warned me not to tell anyone about what we did. And I never did. Even though it was now completely enjoyable and natural to me it was years before I realized that not all daddy's and sons sucked each other's cocks. He instructed me on sucking his big cock exactly as he liked it. By the time I was eleven I was an expert cocksucker. By then he'd opened the shop and we'd moved into the small house behind it. It was about then he started fucking me. Much to my delight since it was just the two of us living there we could do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Cutter had been sexin me since I could remember and I loved it, it seems I've been in a constant state of horniness since the age of eleven. He'd been the only person I'd ever had sex with and the idea of doin it with anybody other than him never really crossed my mind, till yesterday. It was about 3:00 o'clock yesterday afternoon when Whitfield came into the shop. He needed some brake work done on his pick up. Whitfield is a big good looking man. He stood about six foot or so and like Cutter he too was built like a brick shit house. His jeans strained against his firm round butt and thick thighs. He wasn't wearing a shirt and I could see that his mahogany colored skin was smooth as a babies behind. His pecs were well defined with two huge chocolate colored nipples atop each one. His skin was glistening with sweat from the mid afternoon sun giving it an even deeper, richer tone. I found myself staring at the huge bulge in his jeans while he and Cutter talked, and my dick twitched as I imagined what it would be like to suck that black cock. My dick was getting hard thinking about it. I looked up from Whitfield's crotch and saw that he was looking at me with a slight grin on his face. I felt my own cheeks burn slightly when I realized he'd caught me looking at his basket. I walked around the rest of the day with a semi hard on as I couldn't get the dark stud out of my mind. Whitfield was still on my mind later that night as I lay in bed with Cutter, our heads buried between each other's legs, each cock pumping hugh amounts of cum down the other's throat. I stood looking at the tent in the sheet, my dick hardening " Git yo ass over here. We ain't got all day ya know." His voice broke the silence in the room as he threw the cover off of his body exposing his hard cock. I looked up to see Cutter smiling as he patted the bed next to him. Grinning I hopped into bed. "That's my boy." He said, as he positioned me on my stomach. Then kneeling between my legs he spread my ass cheeks with his hands bringing my asshole into view. I heard him spit and felt it as it splattered into the trench between my cheeks. Then taking his cock in one hand he guided it to the puckered opening of my hole as he lowered his body onto mine. I felt the pressure from the head of his dick as it pressed against my ass. The pressure increased as his cock demanded entrance. It would have been useless to resist, even if I wanted to. Even though I knew it was coming I still couldn't help but gasp as I felt the jolt of pain as I felt my ass ring suddenly stretch open and slip up over the head of Cutter's cock. He paused briefly with the head of his pole wedged firmly in my butt. Having taken him many times before my asshole quickly adjusted to the invasion and right away the pain began to subside. Cutter pushed forward again, slipping another couple inches of thick hard cock inside of me. He then slowly withdrew just short of pulling completely out before thrusting back in again, over and over he did this pushing his dick deeper and deeper into me with each downward thrust. I could feel his warm moist on the back of my neck as his breathing started to quicken. I ground my own stiff cock into the bed as Cutter continued to stuff my ass with his fuck pole. I could feel his heart pounding through his hard hairy chest against my back. Just as I usually do when he fucks me I felt a tingle deep in my ass which spread to my balls and through my dick. I wondered if Whitfield's big black cock would give me the same wonderful sensations. "You love your ol man?" He panted. "Yesss!" I moaned. The sensations coming from between my legs were increasing as Cutter continued to fuck me. He swore softly between moans and muttered how good my ass felt to him. Cutters's thrusts gradually became faster and more forceful, and I began to whimper in delight with the ever increasing pleasures. "Your ol man's big ol cock feels good in your butt, don't it boy?" He whispered in my ear as his ass humped faster. The sounds of moans, panting, and bare skin slamming against bare skin filled the air as we fucked. Cutter's dick felt as though it was getting even harder and bigger as it pistoned in and out of my asshole. Experience told me that, that along with way he was panting and moaning, like me he was nearing orgasm. I loved it when I nutted while he was fucking me, it felt much better and lasted longer. My whimpers were getting louder as I teetered on the edge, and I could feel my asshole stretching more as Cutter's cock continued to swell. "Ugh...Ugh...Fuck yeah!" He huffed, as his thrusting hips slammed into my asscheeks. Then suddenly my body convulsed beneath Cutter's as I toppled over the edge. "Ahhhhhhh....!" I moaned. "JEZUS!" Cutter cried out. When my spasming asshole clamped down around his cock as my dick spurted it's first volley of cum into the sheets. "Ohhhhhh...!" I moaned again and Cutter groaned in ecstasy as another wad of cum poured from my erupting dick and my hole gripped his pole again. I could feel the slippery wet spot spreading beneath me as my nutts emptied. Before I finished cumming Cutter started "ARGGHHHHH!!!" He growled, as my still spasming asshole milked his throbbing cock. He grunted, huffed, and panted while slamming his hips into me over and over while his spewing dick coated the walls of my bowels with his cream. Soon his thrusts gradually slowed until he lay still, his cum slick cock was gradually softening and slowly slipping from my well fucked hole and eventually slipped completely out with a soft plop. He then rolled off of me onto the bed. I scooted out of bed and headed to the bathroom leaving Cutter to catch his breath. He entered the bathroom a minute later as I sat on the toilet noisily expelling his freshly deposited load. "The sounds of a good fuckin." He said, laughing as he turned on the shower. I finished Whitfield's truck about 4 o'clock, he wasn't due to pick it up for another hour though. My dick stirred a little knowing I would see him again.