Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 14:41:12 -0800 (PST) From: Sky Subject: Daddys lil ho, part 11 *** Disclaimer *** All the usual warnings apply. Be 18+. If you don't like it don't read it. This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblances to real life occurrences are strictly coincidental. This is a work of FICTION and should in no way be construed as support of putting any child at risk or harm. That actions depicted in this story are not meant for real life application and that all readers should be aware and abide by all local, state, and federal laws regarding sexual activity with minors. Also, barebacking even with other adults is a bad idea for everyone. *** Disclaimer *** Thanks to all the guys that have been writing. I really appreciate your suggestions and comments. I'm really glad you all enjoy the story. Please keep your mails cumming. Daddy's lil Whore Part 11 Cumming to Terms It had been a hot day and the heat didn't let up after the sun went down. Luke helped me do the dishes after dinner while Daddy went upstairs for a shower. When he came back down he was wearing a pair of really old torn denim shorts. He looked so handsome fresh from the shower his chest bare. I wanted to run right up into his arms, but I knew that wouldn't be a good idea. It was decided by Daddy that Luke should hang out a little longer. So the three of us sat at the table playing a game of Uno. It was a lot of fun. Daddy let Luke and me have cokes while he drank beer. A little after eight o'clock the game ended. Luke apologized, but he knew he had to leave. Daddy ordered me to get showered just before he walked Luke to his car. It was feeling so nice to have a family like night at home. I really had enjoyed it. The whole day was just about perfect. Mr. Davis had come over and we got to fuck in the backyard while my red haired teen Celtic god Luke watched and even let me suck him off. It really couldn't get much better. My shower felt so good. My bottom was a little encrusted with last bits of evidence from Mr. Davis. My fingers brushed over it as it softened and washed way with the shower water. I lathered up my body making sure to get any of the remaining suntan lotion. Touching my lower belly, feeling its silky softness was getting me hot. Soaping up my hands good I stuck two fingers into my boyhole. After all, I need to make sure I got that clean too. After my shower I got some undies on, grabbed my bear and headed downstairs. Daddy was in the kitchen so I walked in there. He was pulling another beer out of fridge just before he turned and gave me a look. "Hey Sky, so how did things go with you and Luke today?" Daddy asked. Slightly apprehensive, I answered, "Pretty good Daddy. He's nice." "Good good. No problems at all?" "Nuh uh Daddy, everything was good." "I'm glad. Did Michael or anyone else stop by today?" This made me worry a little. Did Luke say something to Daddy when they went out to Luke's car? If he did, what did he say? "Um yeah, Mr. Davis from next door stopped by." "Oh did he? What did he want?" "He just came to check up on me. He said he was really relieved to see Luke was here with me." "Okay, that's good. So sport, how about a movie then we call it a night?" he asked. I readily agreed and we settle in the living room. I let Daddy pick the movie but I think he was being really nice because he picked something I really liked, "The Golden Compass." After he put the DVD in the player he took a seat on the couch, I was on the floor. "Come here baby, sit next to me." I got up and snuggled right against Daddy as the movie started. We both sat quietly watching the movie. Daddy put his arm around me, which even though it was warm felt really good. His had moved to my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. About two thirds of the way into the movie I fell to sleep. The next morning I awoke to the sound of snoring. I could feel Daddy's warm body next to me. Snuggling up against him he moved just a little by throwing his arm over me. Peacefully I lay there for a little while until I drifted back to sleep. What seemed like only moments later I awoke again. Daddy was stirring now. He rubbed my belly then kissed the top of my head. "Hey honey, you ready to get up and have some breakfast?" Then I heard his stomach gurgle. It made me snigger. "Sounds like you're hungry Daddy." "Well then we better get some breakfast going before I decide to eat you!" he laughingly threatened. Then he grabbed me and tickled my ribs getting me to scream a torrent of protests and laughter. Another kiss on the head and Daddy was out of the bed heading to the kitchen. It took me a little longer to make my way to the kitchen I had to find my bear and made a stop to the bathroom. Daddy made us a nice breakfast and even offered to let me out of doing the dishes so when I was done I ran upstairs to put on my swimsuit. It looked like it was going to be another gorgeous day and I wanted to work a little more on my tan. I knew that I couldn't go naked with Daddy there, but it was okay because things seemed so good between us. The only thing I couldn't figure out was why. Just the other night he came in my room angry and he pretty much raped me, though I'm not sure its possible to rape the willing. One thing is for sure, he was not happy, but then just yesterday when he got home from work just by having Luke here he seemed okay. I guess it was a good idea not to tell him what happened. I slipped on one of the cute bikinis that Zach had bought me and headed back downstairs. As I got to the kitchen I heard Daddy talking. He was on the phone. "Okay, but tell me what happened," he demanded. I stood in the kitchen staring at Daddy wondering whom he was talking to on the phone. He turned to me and gave me a slight grimace. "Sky, go outside," he commanded. A little surprised I grabbed the lotion and headed for the chaise. Now I was even more worried. I dropped the bottle on the ground next to the chaise and then tried to sneak up to the kitchen window to listen in on Daddy's conversation. It was really hard to make out half of what Daddy was saying but I had a definite feeling that this was not a good conversation from the tone in his voice. His voice even seemed to move farther away. Then all of a sudden from the front of the house I heard, "Fuck!" I heard Daddy stomp back into the kitchen. The beeps of the phone as he dialed a number seemed quite clear. Then quiet. "Michael, it's Kurt. Fuck man, I don't know what to do. I just got done talking to the kid I hired to watch Sky and he told me that yesterday..." Daddy's voice faded as he seemed to walk back to the front of the house. I moved to the door to see if I could hear anything through the screen, but no luck. All I could imagine was that Luke told Daddy about what had happened when Mr. Davis had come over, which means that Luke probably didn't mention Mr. Davis yesterday. Daddy called him back to drill him for information. He suspected something and couldn't let it go. Distraught, I ran to the chaise and threw myself down on it. It was too easy to know that whatever Michael said to Daddy wouldn't help too much. Lying there on the chaise I couldn't help get mad at myself. Mad for not being the little boy my daddy wanted and mad for being such a slut. After a few minutes I realized I couldn't even enjoy the sun not knowing what was going on. Into the house I went. Daddy was in the kitchen at the sink finishing up the breakfast dishes. He didn't even look at me as I entered. I stood there for a minute waiting for him to acknowledge me, but it seemed for nothing. I couldn't take anymore so I spoke up, "Daddy?" Without looking up from the dishes he said, "Sky, go play, go outside, go to your room, but I need you not to be here right now." I ran up the stairs. When I reached my room I grabbed my bear and flung myself onto my bed weeping. I lay there for some time quietly sobbing to myself until I heard a car pull up in front of the house. Then I heard a knock on the door. Curiosity was getting the better of me so I went to the window. Out front was Michael's car. Why was he here? I thought Daddy didn't like him after the last couple incidences. Very possibly I was wrong. I crept down the stairs stopping just far enough to where I could see Michael and Daddy standing in the entryway talking. "Sky! Get your fucking ass back upstairs! I don't want to see you until I call for you, got it?" I ran back to my room. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I felt as though I was about to burst into tears again, but I stifled it. Michael was there and maybe he could talk some reason into Daddy. Michael liked me and knew that things could be okay. I convinced myself that Daddy would come around with Michael's help. It seemed like an hour before I heard Michael call for me to come downstairs. His voice was welcoming in its relaxed tone. This reinforced my confidence that Michael smoothed things over. I cautiously made my way down the steps. When I reached the bottom Michael called again from the kitchen. I went through the house and into the kitchen where Daddy sat at the table with his back to me. I had my bear held tight against my chest as I walked toward the table. I stopped just a couple steps short of Daddy. "Come here Sky honey, we need to talk to you," said Michael in his silky soothing voice. I took a seat just on the other side of Michael from Daddy. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I waited for out talk to start. Michael gave me a tiny smile and said, "Sky, we need to ask you some things and I need you to be completely honest with us. I promise you that everything is going to be all right. Can you trust me?" I just nodded my head as I looked back and forth between them. Michael was looking right at me, but Daddy's gaze bounced all over the room just intermittently brushing over me. Michael took my hand. "Sky, what happened when Mr. Davis came over yesterday?" OMG, he wanted me to tell. I sat there for a moment biting my lip and thinking about the situation. It seemed that they already knew what had happened they were just looking for me to confess. I couldn't deny what had happened so I decided to tell the story. I went through the whole day, how I met Luke and how he made me breakfast. How I went out sunbathing in the backyard naked much to Luke's chagrin. How the doorbell rang and I let Mr. Davis in and the conversation that came when Luke came downstairs. I went right down the whole list of events. I could see Michael was getting a little excited when I got to where I had sucked Mr. Davis and then sat on his cock just before Luke returned with the lemonade. I could also see my daddy seemed to be melting in his chair as the story progressed. I told how Luke finally let me suck him while Mr. Davis fucked me. Going right on past Mr. Davis leaving, lunch, and how Luke and I spent the afternoon. I tried very hard not to leave out a single important detail without being overly graphic. When I finished Daddy got up from the table and exclaimed, "I need a fucking beer!" "Sit down Kurt," Michael ordered. To my surprise, Daddy sat right back down. "Kurt, what happened here after I left Thursday night?" "Nothing," Daddy said abruptly. ** BANG! ** Slammed Michael's fist on the table. "Don't fucking lie to me. Should I ask Sky what happened since the boy is at least willing to tell the truth?" Michael asked harshly. "No." "Then I suggest you start spilling." Daddy looked down at the floor as he spoke, "I had another beer then I went upstairs." "And?" "A...and, I went into Sky's room." "Why?" "'Cause I was pissed that I had a little cock-loving faggot for a son, that's the hell why!" "Really? So what did a great big macho stud like you do to this poor little faggot here? Who is twelve and a hell of a lot smaller than you I might add!" "I fucked him," Daddy said in a barely audible voice. "Excuse me? I couldn't hear you." "I fucked him! I fucked him. I fucked him." Daddy started to cry. Not teary eyes, not a whimper, but a full on wholehearted soul deep sob. He sat back in that chair, chin to his chest, red faced, and a torrent of tears falling on to his chest. Michael waved me up from my seat. Silently he directed me to go to my daddy. I moved cautiously around the table, as I held tight to my teddy. When I reached daddy I was completely dumbfounded on what I should do. I looked up at Michael but he only gave me a nod to go ahead, whatever that meant. I put my hand on Daddy's shoulder. "It's okay Daddy." He whipped at his tears then looked up at me. His eyes met mine. He looked so torn and sorrowful. I tried to give him a little smile. He responded by grabbing me around the waist and pulling me onto his lap. His arms gripped me so tightly. His head pressed into my neck and he began to sob again. Daddy's tears trickled onto my neck, shoulders, and down my chest. I held him, petting his hair. It seemed so odd to have a big man breakdown like that, but I wanted to help. Help him in any way I could. Daddy sat up, looked me in the eyes again and said, "Sky, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that I have been so awful to you. I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have treated you the way that I did. It was wrong, very very wrong. Can you please forgive me?" Again I smiled at Daddy, "Daddy its okay. I love you." He just sat there bewildered, his mouth open and his eyes scanning my face. Michael spoke up, "Kurt, did you hear your son? He said it was okay and that he loves you. What does that tell you?" Daddy whispered his reply, "I'm very lucky to have such a boy." "You are lucky, Kurt, very lucky. You have a very special son. One that loves you with his whole heart and he desires only to please you." Daddy looked up at Michael with an angry face, "Don't say it like that, you make it sound so dirty." "Its true Kurt. You can't deny it. Sky, do you want to make your daddy happy in every way? Do you like him touching you, being with you?" I looked over at Michael then back at Daddy, and at first I just nodded my head, but then I managed to tell him, "Yes Daddy, I want to make you happy in every way." "Sky baby, you don't know what you are saying. For goodness sake, I raped you the other night. Are you going to tell me that you are okay with that?" Again I nodded. Daddy turned back to Michael looking for some sort of answer to the questions in his head. "I told you he was special. Sky honey, do you like having sex with Daddy and me?" I looked up at Michael and nodded. "Tell Daddy you like to suck big men's cocks and when they use your little boypussy." I looked at Daddy. His expression was of disbelief. "Daddy, when you came to my room the other night I know you were mad and you were rough, but you didn't hurt me, well not much, and it felt good. You were so sexy when you fucked me like that." "Kurt, you have to come to terms with the fact that Sky here is going to have men fucking him, whether you approve or not. Even if I weren't in the picture, look how he's gotten your neighbor to fuck him and I'm sure that boy you had here isn't far from it either. Feel his little ass or offer him your cock now and I'll bet he is ready to go." Daddy looked at me again, his eyes were soft as they gazed into mine. "Is that true Sky? Do you want to get fucked even now?" I could feel my face flush red. I bit my lip and nodded my head. "Okay baby, go relax outside for a little bit. Michael and Daddy need to talk." Daddy gave me a big hug ten a soft sweet kiss on the lips. I hopped off his lap and looked at him. His hand gave me a gentle smack on my bottom. I scurried right outside onto the chaise. There I lay, bathing in the sun for what seemed like a really long time. The sun felt so good and warm on my skin. I was just about to fall asleep when Daddy called me into the house. Groggily I walked from the chaise into the kitchen. There stood Daddy and Michael. Daddy looked down on me and said, "Okay Sky, Michael and I talked this through. If you are going to be as you are..." "A pussyboy, say it Kurt," Michael instructed. "Okay okay, if you are going to be a pussyboy then we need to lay some ground rules. Okay?" I perked right up and gave Daddy an enthusiastic nod. "So you agree to do as you are told? Because if you don't I'll just have to find some other way of dealing with you." "No no Daddy, I promise I'll do what you say." "Okay, now first thing is you can't just seduce every man you come across. Michael and I will try to keep you happy. We don't want you to get hurt." "But Daddy what about Mr. ..." "Let me finish Skylar," he cut me off. "I understand that you already have some 'friends' that you have played with. You may still play with them, but I want to know who they are, got it? Michael has also made it very clear to me that even that may not be enough for your appetite, but we will see. This is all very odd to me and I don't want to rush into this. Second, next month I am going to be enrolling you in school. I have already sent a request for your transcripts from your old school and I will be looking at them. Once I have you and I will have another discussion about what I expect from you at school. Know now that I would expect you to do better in school here with me than you did with your mother and that if your grades are not satisfactory you will be house bound and I will get an ugly old woman to watch you and tutor you. Understood?" I couldn't help smile from ear to ear as I looked up at Daddy. "All right faggot, get that fucking girly swimsuit off. Michael and I are going to take it easy in the living room. Get us each a beer." I slipped out of my suit as the men walked out of the kitchen. I was hard before I hit the stairs. My suit got put in the draw with the others and I flew back down to the kitchen happily naked. The fridge was well stocked with Daddy's favorite beer; I grabbed two then headed to the living room. Daddy and Michael were seated on the couch and the TV was on. I plopped on the couch between them and handed them the beers, but then Michael gave a cough. "Skylar, what are you doing?" Daddy asked with a very perplexed look on his face. "What do you mean Daddy? I got you and Michael your beers." I stated innocently. Daddy chuckled, "Yes, yes you did honey, but why are you naked?" "'Cause you told me to take my swimsuit off Daddy." Both of the men broke out into laughter. The joke escaped me. I really couldn't understand what they were laughing at I was just doing as I was told. Only a few minutes before in the kitchen it was insisted that I behave so that is what I did. It didn't seem funny to me. I decided to let it go. Once they settled down Michael cleared his throat very intentionally, like a man about to give a speech. "Oh right," said Daddy, "Skylar, get off the couch. From here on out you will only sit on the furniture when I or Michael have given you permission, understood?" I hopped right off the couch and took a seat on the floor between them. Daddy's hand came down on top of my head and he ruffled my hair. "Good boy, Sky honey. Now daddy is feeling a little tight in his pants. Would you please help him with them?" I gave Daddy a big smile then got on my knees and grabbed Daddy's belt. It wasn't hard to see from the bulged in his pants what was causing at least part of the problem. The button was unfastened and the zipper pulled down, I reached into his pants pulling his fat meaty daddy cock free. "Whoa little buddy!" Daddy called out. "What are you doing baby?" Biting me lip and gave daddy my best puppy eyes before I spoke. "It look like this was the tight problem Daddy. I was just trying to help." "So what were you planning to do?" The words seemed to stick to my tongue as I tried to tell Daddy how I was going to suck his cock for him. Nothing came out of my mouth except for my tongue. Blood rushed to my cheeks as I tried to come up with the right words to say. Finally, feeling that I had no other course because language was completely escaping me I took a deep breath bent over and licked the length of my father's cock from the bottom of the zipper up to the head. After reaching the corona I looked up at Daddy. He smiled then grabbed me by the shoulder pulling himself to his feet. "Okay, if you are going to be the house pussyboy, I guess I should give what you need to do a proper job." With that he grabbed the waistband of his pants and pushed them to his feet. He sat back on the couch kicking the pants off then spreading his legs invitingly for me. I didn't hesitate. My mouth met his hair scrotum in an instant. My lips suck the loose skin into my mouth as my tongue pressed against the plump egg shaped balls inside. "Oh yeah baby, lick Daddy's balls good. Hmmm... Your sweet little mouth feels so good." I pulled one of the chubby balls into my mouth, my tongue swabbing every side. Daddy had his cock in his hand stroking it just a little then he would tap it against my forehead. The ball left my mouth pop as I pulled away. Daddy reached behind my neck pressing my face into his cock. He rubbed it all over my face. It was leaking a steady flow of pre so it painted my forehead, cheeks, and nose with it as it moved over my face. "You like that baby? You like Daddy's big cock? Tell Daddy how much his little boy slut want it." "Oh Daddy, I wuv yer gwate big cock. It so fat, juicy, and hard. I wanna suck it willwy bad then I hope daddy will fuck me with it." "Oh yes baby. Fuck, you are such a hot little faggot. Open up Sky honey, let Daddy feed you his cock." My lips had barely parted as Daddy put his cock to my lips and pulled my head forward. Obviously he was eager to get my mouth on it because he had it half way down my throat choking me before well before I had enough spit on it. Daddy's hand took hold of my hair and he started fucking my head onto his cock. Daddy seemed totally engrossed with his cock disappearing between my lips. As I looked up at him our eyes never met, but he stared at my face, or rather my mouth, the entire time with a lust filled look on his face. Neither of us paid much notice of Michael until he spoke, "Hey Kurt, have a look at this. I think you will enjoy it." Michael had placed a DVD in the player. When Daddy looked up he saw the now familiar sight of my face with a cock in my mouth slowly being fucked. Daddy's eyes bounced between the TV screen and my face, back and forth. I didn't know but he tried to match the pace the cock on the screen that was fucking my mouth. I was taking the full length of Daddy's cock at this point with no problem. He pulled me on and off his cock by my hair. The feeling of the head of Daddy's cock as it pushed over my tongue and down my throat was so fulfilling. My tongue was lightly coated with Daddy's pre. I was so excited. Michael leaned toward Daddy, "Little faggot has got one hell of a mouth, don't she? Don't you love how the bitch can take his daddy's cock all the way down his little cocksucking throat? Man you are so lucky that you are going to get to fuck this little bitch every fucking day man." Daddy threw his head back as he moaned, "Oh fuck yeah! Fucking little fag has a hot mouth. Sucks like a pro, like a fucking cocksucking pro whore." "Yeah man, that's right. The little fucker is a whore. Should we fuck him like a whore man? Should we use this little bitch?" Daddy groaned, "Awww fuck yeah!" Michael got off the couch and moved around behind me. His big hands grabbed onto the cheeks of my bottom then I felt his wet tongue press against the tiny bud of my boyhole. I watched Daddy as he took pleasure in watching Michael eat my hole. He took hold of my head with both hands feeding me his fat daddy cock. Michael's tongue dug into me making me moan like a cat in heat. His lips pressed tight against my hole as he sucked while he tongue fucked me. I found myself rubbing my bottom against his face, the feeling of his beard heightening the sensation of his eating me out. I took Daddy's balls in one hand just pulling them slightly as he fucked my mouth, really just feeling their soft warm fuzziness. "Oh fuck Kurt dude, this baby boy sure has one sweet little hole. Best damn pussy I ever ate. You think I should give this little bitch what she wants and fuck her sweet little ass?" Daddy's face was a little flush his lips parted and his eyes very intense. "Fuck, fuck yeah. Dude fuck that little slut's ass. Yeah man, give it to the little bitch." I felt the head of Michael's cock press against the lips of my boyhole. He rubbed it there for a minute, like he was teasing me. "You want it, Sky? You want Daddy Michael's big uncut cock in that sweet little pussy hole? Show me you want it." I tried as best I could, I pressed back as far as I could without giving up my face getting fucked, though I had Daddy now half pulled off the couch. I wiggled my butt and tried to open my hole for him. He rubbed the head up and down over my pucker just stopping for a moment putting a little pressure on the hole and then pulling it away. "Kurt, you see how this little bitch wants my cock? Do you see it? Little fucker can't get enough cock in that fucking boypussy." Michael pushed the head of his cock into my hole. Daddy was now sitting up on the edge of the couch fucking my head. It was no longer sucking mouth was just an open wet hole for him to fuck. Daddy pulled my head all the way into his crotch and held my head there as he watched Michael push his cock into me. This time it wasn't gradual or gentle, he just pushed the full length of his 8-inch cock all the way into me. My body jumped and heaved in response to the invasion; it was incredible. Then slowly they both pulled out of me until just the heads of their cocks stayed in me. They began to fuck me in synchronicity. As daddy pulled my head onto his cock Michael would bury his cock into my pussy to his balls. "Oh my gawd man, this is so fucking hot," Michael shouted. "Who would have thought when I met this little faggot I would end up spit roasting the baby slut with her fucking old man!" They both picked up their pace fucking my holes in earnest. I loved how Michael's hips slapped against my bottom as Daddy's cock rode past my lips and over my tongue. Michael had a firm grasp on my hips as he fucked me like daddy had on my head. It felt at times like if I could come right off the floor and they wouldn't break the rhythm. In my hand Daddy's balls started to tighten up. "Oh fuck bitch, oh fuck! I'm gunna fucking cum, dude." Michael shouted with encouragement, "Yeah man, feed Sky your load dude. Feed the little fucker. He wants it his daddy to cum down his little bitch throat!" Daddy pulled my head to his crotch three more times then held me there. I could feel his cock throb against my tongue and lips as his seed shot into my throat. After about five volleys of his cum shot he pulled me off completely. He grabbed hold of his cock and pointed it at my face, shooting another 7 blasts of cum onto my face and hair. "Fuck yeah man, mark that bitch with your cum man! Fuck, I'm gunna cum in this sweet little ass." Michael impaled me with his cock. His hips pressed so hard against my bottom that it felt like he was trying to push his whole body into my hole. He had to have shot some cum into me before he pulled his cock out. The rest of his cum sprayed my bottom and back. He shot as far as to get me in the back of the head. I could feel the cum dribble and pool in the small of my back. Michael was panting and crying as he finished unloading his seed on me. Laying back on the couch Daddy watched Michael cum on me. I rested my hands on Daddy's thighs to hold myself up as Michael finished blowing his load. I couldn't help smiling at Daddy as he watched Michael's cum splatter up my back. Michael got up from the floor and threw himself down on the couch. "Stand up, Sky. Let's have a look at you," Daddy chuckled. I stood up then turned around slow a couple times for them. I tried to collect some of the dribbling cum with my fingers and tongue from my face and body. I licked and sucked at my fingers after they filled to capacity. Michael called me over to him. I started to get onto my knees but he stopped me. "No baby boy, just turn around for me, okay?" So I did just that. Michael put on hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder bending me over just slightly. He very carefully and thoughtfully started to lick up all the remaining cum on my back on bottom. His tongue sent shivers up my spine as he licked. Daddy got up from the couch and knelt in front of me. He took my head in his hands and gave me a deep long kiss then he lapped at the cum that remained on my face. After each lick he would kiss me again. "Baby, daddy is still hard. Can I fuck you?" Before I could answer him Michael interrupted, "Kurt, you don't have to ask. His little pussy is prepped and ready. Just fuck the little bitch." Daddy pulled me to the floor face first then straddled my legs. I could feel his cock push between my cheeks. I was wet from Michael's load and saliva so Daddy slipped right in. He groaned really loud, "Oh my gawd baby, you really are the best little piece of ass." With his hands on floor next to my head Daddy started fucking me. With just the movement of his hips he drove the full length of his cock in and out of me. I held my cheeks tight adding to my sensation. Each time Daddy bottomed out inside me I gave a little moan as the air was forced out of my lungs. "Yeah Kurt, that's it man. Fuck your little boy, man. Fuck that little faggot good." Not very loudly, Daddy said to me in a very sexy voice, "You like that baby? You like daddy's big cock fucking your ass? Feels good don't it, getting that hot little boy pussy pounded?" I responded with a stutter of yeses between moans and I pushed my bottom up against Daddy to try to take him deeper. He in turn fucked harder. How I loved the wet smacking sound of our bodies meeting. "Damn," Daddy exclaimed, "for sloppy seconds you got a tight little hole." This made me very proud to know my hole was so pleasurable. Daddy pulled me up onto my knees, but I was still to low for him, so he had Michael push over the ottoman. Daddy helped me onto it then pushed his cock right back into me. He had a hold of my shoulders and was pounding my boyhole good. This brought my head up, which Michael decided to take advantage of. "Don't forget what I taught you, Sky. Every good bitch cleans their man's dick after they got a good fucking." I opened my mouth and Michael pushed his cock through my lips. The salty sweet taste of his cum from my bottom coated it. The flavor really sent my heart pounding. Without grasping my head Michael slowly fucked my mouth. Daddy leaned forward a little and said to me, "You like that don't you, two big hard cocks fucking you at both ends? You fucking love it, don't you bitch?" Daddy was slamming his cock into me now. I moaned loudly in response but Michael's big cock muffled it. Michael pulled out just until the head was still in my mouth. He pulled back his foreskin. "Make sure you get it good and clean, Sky honey, " Michael instructed. I swabbed my tongue around the corona, below the head, finding all the captured deposits of our love juices. Occasionally I would wince from Daddy pile driving my cunt. It took almost every thought I had not to bite down on Michael because the pain would be so sharp. After it subsided it would leave my head spinning. Suddenly they both stopped. I didn't know what was happening until I felt Daddy pick me up and flip me onto my back. He pulled my legs over his shoulders as he reinserted himself into me. He looked down on me, his face was flush and you could see the lust in his eyes. His cock felt like it was as hard as steel inside me. "Sky, you are so fucking sexy, baby." Holding the tops of my thighs Daddy resumed pile driving me. Michael was standing over me looking down and smiling then he turned around and sat on my face. His ass was a little musky and a bit sweaty. I pushed my tongue out and licked along the crack. When my tongue pushed against his hole I gave it a hard kiss. Michael rubbed his ass across my nose and tongue riding my face. I could hear Daddy say, "Oh fuck, baby yeah! Eat that ass Sky! Eat that ass good, bitch!" I put my hands on Michael's ass and pushed my face harder against it. As hard as I could I tried to tongue fuck his hot tight manhole. I could tell this was driving Daddy wild to watch because he was pounding my hole so hard. That's when I felt my whole body erupt in ecstasy. My body was on fire, my pulse was racing, and every nerve ending was alive as my body throbbed within my boy-gasm. I could feel my boycunt close tighter around Daddy's cock. Along every inch I could feel from the head to the base with every ripple of a vein in between. "Fuck baby, fuck! I'm gunna cum for you, Sky! Daddy is gunna cum right up that hot little faggot hole. Take my cum bitch!" Daddy groaned as he filled my guts with his seed. He pounded away at my hole until every last drop spit from his balls deep into my boycunt. When he finally collapsed on top of me was when I knew he was spent. Michael moved over to the couch as Daddy and I panted on the ottoman. Daddy was sweaty all over. He started to kiss my shoulder then he looked at me. "Thank you baby, that was awesome." I looked up at Daddy and asked, "So Daddy, are we okay?" He hugged me close. "Yes baby boy, we are okay and I love you very much." He brought his lips to mine giving me a very soft sweet kiss. A moment later, He quickly got up and flopped onto the couch. I laid there quietly panting as Daddy grabbed the beer I had brought him taking a huge swig from it before setting the can back down. "Hey Sky, go get Daddy and Michael another beer, would you baby boy?" When I returned from the kitchen with the beers Daddy was offering Michael a dip in the hot tub. The three of us made our way to the tub and settled into the cool water. "So Kurt, I am having a party next Saturday. I would like for you and Sky to come. It should be a really good time." "You don't think Sky might get bored at an adult party?" Daddy inquired. "Oh no worries there my friend. We can keep him plenty busy." Daddy gave Michael a questioning look. I was quite curious myself, but I left it alone. Instead I just enjoyed the cool water on my sore bottom. Later that afternoon Daddy ordered pizza. Daddy and Michael were deep in conversation after dinner so I went to check my email. A few minutes later I came running back into the kitchen. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..." "What is it Sky?" Daddy laughed. "Zachey wants to come visit. Can he? Pweeze Daddy, pweeze?" "Gawd, he is so cute when he begs," Daddy said to Michael. ****** Mo2cum! If you liked my story or have some ideas for it please write me at bluskylar@yahoo.com Want to role-play? Send me a message, daddy. It will help me write this story.