Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2012 21:45:18 +0200 From: Internet Subject: Dad And Son Head West Part 9 This story is completely fictional. Any similarities to any persons or events, past or present are purely coincidental. This story contains scenes which involve sexual situations between youths and adults. If this type of material is offensive to you, or it is not legal for you to read this type of material, please do not read any further. Please leave comments at succumballs@hotmail.com Part 9 On Friday Steve went to the principal's office at the end of lunch break. "Mr. Jerkus," he said as the principal came around his desk, "We're all spending the night at Tommy's house tonight. Me and Matt and Berti. And we want to know if you want to come over. For dinner and you know..." He grinned a seducing smile and approached the large man. "Oh, Stevie." Jerkus frowned as the boy fondled his ample basket. "I can't. I have a bridge game with my wife tonight. It's usually on Thursdays, but something came up and we're all meeting on Friday. I'm sorry." Steve thought, then grinned. "What about coming over Saturday morning then? We could all have breakfast together, and Tom wants you to meet his dad." "What about his mother?" "She died. And Matt says Tommy's dad is real fun in bed, and has a big cock too, like Tommy. Please come over on Saturday. Please." The principal blushed, then thought for a moment and said, "My wife takes our son to his piano lesson on Saturday mornings. I have a few hours free then. I could jog over around 9:30 for a few hours if you really think it's OK." "It's more than OK, Willie." Steve was by now rubbing the man's stiffening cock. "Tom really wants you to meet his dad. He says he's been working hard since they moved here and hasn't met anyone yet that he can have fun with, except for us of course, and thinks you two will really like each other. So please come. You want me to tell Tom to come and ask you himself?" Jerkus let the boy unzip him and pull out the thick piece of meat. When Stevie finally got the cock out the principal's put his hand on the back of the boy's head. Steve bent immediately and sucked on his prize. Between slurps he continued, "They thought I should be the one to ask because I told them about last Wednesday and how good you fucked me, and now they both, Tom and Matt, really want to see you in action. You know?" Steve stood straight and put his arms around the man's waist and hugged him. "I like you so much, Willie. I never had anybody who was nice to me before, not like you, and I just want... I want you to do it again, if you want to." He stroked the spit wet erection. Jerkus put his hand under Steve's chin and pulled his face up. When they kissed Steve's hand slid up and down his idol's magic wand. Jerkus kissed him again and pulled at the boy's ass cheeks. "I'll be there tomorrow just for you, Stevie. Now get on to class before you're late." "Thanks, Willie. I wish you had time to fuck me now." "Go." The principal commanded. Steve grinned and trotted off. Friday afternoon was a hot one. The boys decided to do their homework in just tee shirts and nothing else. Matt and Tom sat at Tom's desk while Berti and Steve lay on the floor on their bellies. When they finished Berti raised his ass into the air and stretched. Matt saw him, licked his finger and stuck it right into Berti's hole. "Owe. Stop it." Berti pulled away and stood. "I think I'll go hose myself out just in case Tommy's dad wants to fuck me when he gets home." "Me too." Matt said. What about me?" Tom asked worried. "What's wrong with me?" "I meant you, dummy. Not your dad." Matt went back and crouched between Tom's legs. "My little pup's worried nobody wants his butt buster anymore?" He laughed, sucked Tom for a second and followed Berti into Dave's bathroom where the butt hose was. "What about me?" Steve asked Tom when they were alone. "What about you? Matt says you never wanted to mess around with anyone. Any of your friends anyway, and now all you can talk about is Jerkus." "He's really nice. I was scared before. My dad said he'd throw me out of the house if he ever caught me with another boy again." Steve sat next to Tom and put his hand on Tom's bare thigh. "And Jerkus doesn't count because he's a grown-up?" Tom moved Steve's hand to his cock. Steve held it and stroked it softly, fascinated. "No. But, I don't know. I guess I felt safe because he's grown up, and it was so much fun. He's got a really fat cock." Tom began to get hard. "Wow, Tom. How big does that get when it's hard?" Tom grinned. "There are a couple of ways to find out." The touch of Tom's hand at the back of Steve's head was all the encouragement his friend needed. Steve bent right down, and sucked the giant peach head into his mouth. As Tom got hard Steve gagged happily as he'd done on Jerkus, and he tried to get it down his throat, but Tom was too big. "Shit, Tom. I don't think I can take that up my ass. I've only been fucked that once and --. But we can try, if you want to." "You mean Jerkus was your first time? Wow, that's great. He's so hot" "Yeah. But you can try if you want. I don't know if it'll go in though." Steve licked Tom's glans now like a lolly pop, popping the head between his lips in such fun that Tom giggled. Steve smiled at the beautiful organ, smeared it over his face and said, "It'd be fun to try though, Tommy. You know?" "Let Matt fuck you first then, OK? He's wanted to for a long time, and I'd really like to watch. OK?" "He has?" Steve was now completely enthralled by Tom's cock. With both hands on it's shaft he milked the sticky out of the big hole of the fat head, pulling strings off with his tongue. "Matt never said that." Steve weighed Tom's gigantic balls in one hand, his own in his other. Peaches to apricots, he thought, and then sucked one into his mouth chewed on the scrotum for a while and then slid his lips back up the giant cock shaft to Tom's prick head where he kissed and licked and sighed as the huge beauty filled his mouth. "What?" Tom shook his head. "I guess he's too much like you. Two butch guys wanting to be tops. But Matty really likes getting fucked, and so do you. Funny, huh? You guys are best friends and never done it. And he can take me up the ass so I bet you can too." Just then Berti and Matt came back into the room. "Hey, what are you doing with my pup?" Matt asked. "Nothing." Steve said defensively, releasing Tom's cock. "Just playing." "He's not fucking you, Steve. Forget it." Matt spat the words out. Steve stood and confronted his best friend. A bit taller but thinner than Matt, he would have had no chance against him in a fight. Matt was 15 pounds of muscle heaver. "No," Steve said. "He's not fucking me. You are." When Matt looked bewildered Steve started to cry. "What's going on, Tommy?" When neither answered Matt got concerned. "Steve? Hey, don't do that. I didn't mean it. If you and Tom want to... I guess, I don't know. OK." When Tom shrugged Steve continued, "Two butch guys wanting to fuck. Who's going to be the first to give in. Huh, Matt? Me, or you." "What?" "OK? I want you to fuck me. I always have. You're bigger, stronger." "Your cock is longer than mine." "Yours is fatter. It's pretty much like Jerkus, and that fit in real good. Just go slow at first, OK? I've only done it once with him. OK? You know I want you too." Matt smiled, "Then you have to do me next, OK?" He kissed Steve, then held him tight. "Stevie. Shit. You know you're my best friend. Don't cry." "Not anymore. Tom is." Steve sniveled. "No, he's not." Matt grinned. "He's my pup. You're my best friend, since we were kids. You know that. Come on, Stevie. Don't cry." "There's nobody I like better in the whole world that you, Matt." Matt kissed him again and smiled, then pushed him to his knees. "Then get me hard and let's get you cleaned out and greased up." After a good suck he led Steve into Tom's father's bathroom and showed him how to hose himself out. When they got back to the living room Tom was deep dicking Berti who was on all fours, his head resting on the couch, his ass pushing against Tom. "Get on your knees, Stevie, right next to Berti." Steve obeyed, and Matt spread Steve ass cheeks and dug his tongue deep into the frightened hole. After a long chow down Matt reached between Steve's legs. He was dripping like a pig. "Looks like my best friend likes ass attention more that I thought." "Come on, Matty. I want to feel your dick." Steve panted. Matt knelt behind him and touched his cock head to the tender ass lips. Steve immediately grabbed the shaft and rubbed the glans over his pucker. "Oh, Matty. You feel good. Shit." Matt looked over. Tom, watching as he fucked Berti's loose hole, gave him a warning sign, not to hurt Steve. "I know, Pup. I remember the first time you wrecked my ass." He kissed Tom deep. "Puppy, you look so cute fucking Berti." Then he turned his attention back to Steve's hole. "Spread your cheeks, Stevie." Steve reached behind and pulled his hole apart. Matt swizzled his big, ripe glans over the opening ass and popped just the head in. Steve gasped but did not pull away. "Ah, yeah, Mr. Longdong" Matt sighed and laid over Steve's back. "Does it burn?" "A little, but don't take it out." Steve sighed, reached under him and held the shaft, then slowly gyrated his hips. Ass puckers lipped slowly over stiff meat. Steve wanting his best friend to penetrate his soul, like Jerkus had done. After a few minutes he pushed back. "Shit, Matty. You feel so good in there." Matt worked slowly, in and out, up and down, until the whole fat eight inches was buried deep in his best friend's ass hole. Then he reached under and stroked Steve's slime slicked cock. "Shit, Matty. You're going to make me come." "I haven't even started yet, Stevie tight ass." "Feels like it to me." He reached between his legs, grabbed Matt's heavy balls, just like Jerkus', and pulled them forwards and backwards. Leaning over Steve's torso Matt gave him a hard jab. Steve grunted and held Matt's balls tight to his ass. Matt looked up at Tom who grinned back. Everything was OK between him and his puppy, Matt had to be sure, and then he jabbed Steve's hole again. Steve responded by resting his weight on his chest, reaching behind and spreading his ass cheeks wider. Matt dug in deep, reached under and pulled down Steve's low hangers, then slid his hand up the long, thin shaft to Steve's cock head. "Fuck, Matty. Don't make me come yet." Matt pulled on Steve's hair and whispered into his ear, "Shit, Stevie. We waited all this time? You like dick up your ass as much as I do." And then to Tom, "Tommy, we should switch. See if Steve can take you." "No." Berti said. "We're doing just fine over here." Tom shook his head and laughed. "OK, then." Matt said. "You two get up and kneel on the edge of the couch right next to each other. When they did he continued, "OK, don't look." He made as if to switch places with Tom and then pushed into Steve. "OK, then. Who is it, Stevie?" Steve reached under him. "You, ass hole." "Come on, you guys." Berti said. "Stop messing around and get to fucking." Just then the phone rang. Tom pulled out of Berti ass and went to get it. "Tommy..." Berti whined. But Tom ignored him. "Hi, dad," he said as he walked back and swizzled his glans over Berti's gaping hole. "Just fucking Berti in the ass. Um, yeah, right now. Back in it goes. Oooo, Wee. Yeah. (pause) I wish you were here too. No, Matt's here too. He's fucking Steve. No, they're kneeling right next to each other. (pause) I wish you were too. (pause) That's a good idea." Then to the boys, "Dad says you two should sixty-nine while Matt and I fuck you. You'll have a great view that way of our cocks slipping in and out." Then back to the phone, "Awe, dad. You promised. OK. That's a good idea. We'll miss you, too. Me too, I love you, Daddy. OK. See you later." "What's wrong?" Matt asked. "Dad won't be home til late, gave me a number to call for pizza. He says it's a surprise, and we should go to bed early so we're ready for morning. He'll be raring to go then, and Mr. Jerkus is coming over." Then he picked up the phone again, called the pizzaria while he gyrated his cock around in Berti's ass. "What kind of pizza you guys want?" "Something with cum on it," Berti said. "I don't know. What did you just hear? Yeah, he did say that. Got one on the menu? (pause) Could we have four pizzas. What kind you guys?" After ordering he said, "Half an hour, so you two get on the bed and suck each other's cocks." Berti and Steve got on Dave's big bed. Matt and Tom got behind them. Half an hour later they were still sucking and fucking when the doorbell rang. "Shit," Tom said. Matt looked out the window. "It's the pizza guy. He looks kind of cute. You get the door, Tommy. You got the biggest one." "But you're the sexiest, Matty." Steve said. "Let's all go." Berti giggled. Jake Moss, a 17 year old High School student working weekends, held four boxes of pizza and waited at the door. He had light chocolate skin and ripe purple lips. A lean muscular body showed under a tight white tee shirt and even tighter jeans. He wore no underwear, and the ridge of his cock head was invitingly visible even under the thick fabric of his pants' leg. When Tom opened the door Jake's eyes bugled out like two fried eggs, and his smile exposed even white teeth. "Whoa, boys." He said. Looks like daddy ain't home." "No, but he really wanted to be. Gave me your number too." Tom grinned. "You want to bring those into the kitchen --" Tom read his name tag, "-- Jake. While I get you your money." Jake followed Tom's round, naked ass into the kitchen where he got on a 2-step ladder to reach into a cupboard for the money jar while Jake set the pizzas on the counter. "Nice ass, kid. And friends call me Jazz." Jake commented. "Nice cock too. How much you got?" "How much is it?" Tom asked. "He wants to know how big your cock is, dummy." Matt laughed and added, "Ten and a half thick." "Whoa, you got a half inch on me, buddy." "Really?" Berti's eyes widened at the bulge that now stirred under Jazz's jeans. "Let's see." He popped Jazz's jeans buttons. "Give him an extra twenty, Tommy. I'll pay you back tomorrow." In no time Berti had the smooth brown organ in his mouth, and in no time it was hard as a rock. "Whoa, boys. I got other deliveries to do." Jazz whined. "But Berti wanted a cum pizza." Steve said and squatted next to him. Both their mouths slid up and down the exquisite shaft until Berti stood up and turned around. "But I think I'll have this one delivered right to the back door." In a second Jazz felt his thick ten incher slide right up Berti ass. "Oh, yeaahhh, baby." Jazz swooned. Berti groaned. "He's as good as you, Tommy." Jazz's eyes widened at Tom's cock. "Lean over the table and spread that white ass of yours, baby." Berti did as he was told, and Jazz began deep fucking him. "I ain't got much time so I'm going to make this a fast one, but I can come back some other time. You just give me your number, butt-boy and I'll fill that white ass of yours any time you need it." "OK." Berti giggled. As Jazz pumped Berti's soft hole Steve pulled Jazz's pants down over a perfect, half round, hard as a rock, brown ass, and ran his hands over the smooth, shining surface. "Wow, look at this ass, you guys." Steve spread the brown cheeks to expose a pinky purple hole, then bent down and stuck his tongue into the sweaty crack as Tom and Matt watched. "Oh, baby, not now. Don't distract me. I got work to do. We get into this another time. OK?" Steve stood up and watched the huge black battering ram work Berti's ass. In two minutes Jazz was working at top speed, his shaved balls swinging up against Berti's nuts, and his hard belly slapping the boy's cheeks. When Matt began fingering the delivery man's ass hole Jazz groaned, "Ooo wee, baby. Do me deep. Yeah, finger my ass. Yeeah, get in there boy." Berti braced himself as the table began to slide over the floor. Tom held it steady as Matt's hand rode the waves of black ass pounding white butt, his middle finger wiggling deep into the horny man's ass. "Shit, baby. Here we go. Yeaaah. The pizza man delivers again!! Ah, yessss..." There was a rapid bam bam bam bam bam for another half minute, then Berti groaned a low, "Shiiiiiit yeeees. Oh, god, I can feel that," as Jazz spraying his ass with a huge load of cream, and with every giant squirt Berti's whole body squirmed and clutched, ass dancing on the shiny black rod, wiggling for everything the big brown nuts had in them. When Jazz finished pumping he slid out, bent down and spread Berti cheeks. A big dollop of white jizz oozed out of the loose hole. Jazz licked it up and slapped Berti on the ass. The blow made Berti's hole contract. "Can't hold it all in, huh baby?" He laughed. When Berti turned Jazz deposited the sperm into his mouth while Steve began licking his ass slicked cock. After being cleaned Jazz stuffed the big piece of meat into his pants and wrote his number on the back of the bill. After getting paid he said, "You be sure and call me at home next time you need some meat." He tousled Berti|s hair. "Might just do that." Berti grinned. "He's got plenty of meat right here." Matt wiggled Tom's cock. "But it's all white meat, baby. Sometimes you want a little dark. You call me when you need this." Jazz grabbed his basket and wagged it up and down. All the boys grinned. "Yeah, I'll be waiting to hear from you, butter butt. See you now. Can't let things get cold." And he was gone. "Lay over the table again, Berti." Matt said. "I want to feel what it's like fucking a cum filled hole." Berti complied and first Matt, and then Steve and Tom filled Berti with more cum. Berti wanted Tom to linger in his ass, fucking his huge cock in and out until his stomach growled. "Let's eat, you guys." He said and stood up straight. After eating the boys watched a film and went to bed, Matt with Tom and Steve with Berti in the guest room. In the morning Matt heard grunting across the hall, and he and Tom walked to the guest room door. Berti lay on his stomach while Steve pumped him slowly. Berti's face was buried in a pillow. Steve licked at Berti's ear. Tom pulled Matt away, and they went down the hall to his father's room. David Hengst lay fast asleep on his side in the middle of a big bed. The boys crawled in quietly, one on each side. In his sleep David pulled Tom to him, and Tom worked his father's piss hard-on slowly into his ass. In half sleep David slurred, "Oh, Jazzy. You should call yourself Pizza and Ass." He pumped his son's ass. "I got to piss like crazy." "Dad?" Tom whispered. "It's me." David woke a little, "Morning, Angel. I got to pee like crazy. Did you like your pizza? He came to the office yesterday." "Berti like it best. Did you know Jazz has a big cock?" Tom worked his ass over his father's cock head. "Mmm," he sighed. "That's why I sent him over, Angel. Thought you'd like... Met him at the office. Got to piss." Tom sighed again and pushed back onto his father's shaft. David concentrated, then said, "Lie still, Angel." When he did Tom slowly felt a trickle over his sphincter muscle, then a real flow as his father pissed into his bowel. "Dad? What are you doing? That's great." "What's he doing?" Matt asked. "He's pissing up my ass. It feels really good." "Save some for me, Dave. Please? OK?" David Hengst sighed, "Move over, Tommy, but don't let it leak out." Matt took his shirt off and gave it to Tom who held it at his ass as he squeezed his father's cock out. "My turn." Matt said. As Tom went to the bathroom Matt got in front of David and slipped the erection into his anus. "OK," he whispered and waited. Slowly and then in a flood his bowel was filled with urine. When the flow stopped David's erection began to go down. "Don't you want to fuck me, Dave?" Matt asked. "Shush, Angel. Go to sleep now." "It's not Tom, it's me, Matty." "I now that. You're both my little angels now. Go to sleep, Matty." Tom came back with a towel, and Matt slipped off David's softening cock. After cleaning himself up the two boys went back to Tom's room where they sixty-nined until Tom turned and slid Matt's cock up his ass. Lying like a big spoon behind a smaller Matt pumped slowly, kissing Tom's neck and stroking his cock. "Puppy?" "What?" Tom gyrated on the hardness that filled him with peace. "Nothing. I just like being here." "I hope we stay like this forever, Matty." "Me, too, Pup." When Matt stopped pumping Tom began gently rocking his ass on the cock he adored more than anything in the world. "Me, too." Tom matched his breathing to Matt's until his stomach growled and Matt said, "Turn around, Pup. I'm hungry too." He squeezed Tom's huge balls. "I bet you got a lot of juice in there now, and I need a gulp." Matt was the first to come. When he started shooting Tom pulled him hard until his whole shaft slid down his throat. After a violent gag reflex Tom held himself on the pumping, shooting cock until Matt was almost finished. Then he came up for a burst of air to savor the last shot of sweet juice. "Shit, Puppy! How did you do that?" "Dad did it once to me," Tom panted. "I loved it." "I have t do that." Matt started sucking hard. "No, you don't. Don't hurt yourself. Just suck me, Matty. I'm about to go off. Shit, Matt." Tom exploded in his mouth. "Oh, Matty, Ahhh." Tom pulled Matt's head to him. Matt tried but gagged to hard. He gulped and gulped at the shooting cock head until Tom unloaded his giant nuts. "Whoah, Pup. You could drown someone with that thing." After getting his breath back Matt milked Tom of every drop, and then he licked the perfect glans lovingly and said, "You taste real sweet this morning, Pup. Hmm." They continued licking each other until Steve appeared at the door. "I'm hungry, you guys." When he saw the two he got behind Matt and poked his pulpy cock against the firm, round ass. "Did you guys just have milkshakes?" Matt propped himself up on on elbow and let out a loud, long burp. Then he went back to sucking Tom's softening erection. "Stick it in, Steve. I want to see how it feels." Steve grabbed some lube and worked his cock hard, then slid it into his best friend. "Ih, yeay, Stevie. Pump me a little." "I just came. Shit." "That's OK. Just pump me a little." As he did Tom nibbled on his testicles, then tried to get his tongue into Matt's ass alongside Steve's shaft. "Shit." Steve said and pumped Matt hard for ten minutes before saying, "I'm hungry. Let's go make breakfast."