Date: Sat, 29 Jun 2019 10:50:05 -0400 From: Tagen Subject: Home Schooled-12 Please help support Nifty so the fun can continue for all of us. This is a fantasy and the author does not encourage or condone such actions in real life. This is the final chapter at this time. I have left myself many openings for writing more if the mood strikes me in the future. I have some more stories ready for my Random Tails collection and hope to post them starting next week. Home Schooled 12 by Tagenhard tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com It was the smell of the coffee that woke Brant up from his sleep and his wild dream. Brant sat up in bed noticing Trent and Skip had gotten up before him, which was usual. Brant hit the toilet and as his hot pissed streamed into the bowl, Brant ran the dream thru his head again afraid he might forget it. Then he sauntered naked into the kitchen scratching his balls. Skip was at the table eating some cereal and Trent was just pouring himself a cup of coffee. "I think I have a solution to our money problems." Brant announced as he walked over to kitchen counter and poured himself coffee. "What's the bright idea?" Trent asked halfheartedly while yawning. "We do porn again." Brant stated simply. Trent looked at him with disinterest. "That markets kinda played out, sure we'll be able to sell some but not enough to give us a steady stream of money." "I know. I know, we've had this discussion before but let me tell you about my dream last night." Brant returned as he sat down to drink his coffee and Trent sat down to listen. Brant looked at what was his family, the family Farmer Joe created and Brant himself extended. Many people would say Brant was abducted and abused at the hands of Farmer Joe, back when he was 9. Farmer Joe would argue he was saved. Brant was born to a poor family that didn't want him. He was verbally abused and maybe physically abused, depending on your definition. A hard spanking, a slap across the back of the head, whenever he did something that irritated his parents. Not loved or well feed, dirty house and dirty clothes, was his existence growing up. The man who introduced himself as Farmer Joe, was attentive and had bought Brant food to eat. He acted like he cared and Brant was starved for all of this. Brant accepted this man's offer to visit his farm and was okay with not telling his parents, because he figured they would just say no anyway. Brant did get bored riding in the camper that he wasn't allowed to leave, as it took three days to reach Farmer Joe's farm. But once he got there all misgivings evaporated. Buried in the woods was a beautiful house. There were rabbits and chickens in pens in the barn. Brant had hoped for a horse but Farmer Joe said maybe someday there would be one. The house was clean inside and it had more than one TV. There was a game box and all kinds of cool video games. The bedroom closet was full of clean clothes and the sheets on the bed were crisp and clean. But most important of all, the fridge was full of food. Brant was happy to accommodate Farmer Joe by following the house rule of always being naked in return for what he got. Brant felt loved and wanted. Of course Brant didn't realize what took place physically between a man and a boy, and Farmer Joe explained that was just one more thing a loving father should have taught him. He never asked to be called dad, but that is what Farmer Joe became, the dad who taught Brant about real life and physical pleasure. Brant accepted it and found it better than what he had before. Once when Brant asked Farmer Joe why he videotaped them when they were having physical pleasure, Farmer Joe explained it was so when he got older he could look back at the past and have fond memories. When Brant was close to turning 14, Farmer Joe brought another boy home and told Brant that this was Trent and he was going to be his new brother. Trent settled into a new life with Brant and Farmer Joe. Brant found himself enjoying having a little brother to play with in all the possible ways that implies, many more home movies were made. Brant reached 16 when Farmer Joe finally explained to Brant that the movies he had been taking, were being sold on the black market. Good money was to be made in underage porn films featuring underage kids. The original movies were sold as Uncle and nephew and then when Trent joined they were sold as Uncle and nephews or as brothers when Farmer Joe wasn't in the action. Farmer Joe introduced Brant to Colt who was Farmer Joe's connection for marketing the films. Colt was 100% straight himself but had no problem with making money off of guy action. Beside distribution of porn Colt also made man/girl porn, using his own daughter. Colt asked Farmer Joe if he could use Brant in some of his movies. He would sell them as older brother, younger sister action. Charging a stud fee of course, Brant was loaned out to Colt. Brant was able to perform as needed, but didn't find it especially pleasing. When Brant was 19, Colt's daughter fell pregnant and her ever enterprising father then filmed her having sex for that market that finds pregnant women sexy. The father could have been either Colt or Brant. At age 20 a son was born but complications allowed only the son to survive. Maybe if they had taken her to a hospital, she could have survived, but Colt and Farmer Joe and Brant and Trent and the daughter all lived in that part of the faceless society. Neither Brant nor Trent went to school once they came to live with Farmer Joe. Life was lived in cash with no credit cards or loans to be tracked. The son was named Skip although no birth records would ever exist. Brant demanded the child live with them and Farmer Joe agreed. If it had been a daughter Colt probably would have objected. Two things happened months apart, Colt got arrested for tax evasion and sentenced to 9 years. Luckily the Fed's didn't know about the kiddie porn or he would have gotten life. Farmer Joe lost his only connection for selling his movies, with Colt in prison. Then Farmer Joe died, leaving Brant the man of the house with 13 year old Trent and a new born baby. Fearing the authority's and what might happen if it was discovered Farmer Joe was dead, Brant and Trent did the only sensible thing, and they buried him in the back yard and never told anyone. Farmer Joe had stashed away a lot of money from his movies and Brant knew where it was. The two of them succeeded in raising Skip on their own and kept the bills paid for the last nine years. But now the cash was running low and they didn't know what to do. Trent and Brant had no real ID's or social security numbers to get jobs with and have been trying to think of what to do. Brant looked at Trent and Skip, the only family he knows, a family that lives on the underbelly and in the shadows of this great country, a family he loves and would do anything for. As far as he was concerned Trent was as real of a brother as one could be, and Skip was his son regardless what blood work might show. The three of them shared a bed since Skip was taken in and he learned early about the ways of horny men. Brant explained his dream in as much detail as he could to Trent. "So my idea is that we set up an internet site where guys pay to watch us with cameras." Brant finally explained. "We use the premise that I have hired you to home school Skip. You end up seducing Skip and have tons of fucking sessions with him during class time. You eventually dominate me and get me to have sex with my own son and use me sexually also." Trent got that look on his face that one gets when he starts to understand an idea and thinks it might be good. Brant continued, "After a while we, meaning you since you are the alpha of the house, offer to the subscribers the chance to come and be a guest speaker in the classroom which allows them to create sexual situations of their design. It might be as simple as fucking Skip or fucking me while the other watches, or it might be them spanking or humiliating me in front of my son and then using Skip for their pleasure. All of this would be for an extra fee of course." "While that sounds great and I like the idea, we have no idea how to make that happen." Trent pointed out. Brant smiled at Trent. "Colt gets out of prison in two days." "Who's Colt?" Skip pipped up. "He's your grandfather. Remember I told you that you had a grandpa in prison." Brant replied. "Oh yea, that's right." Skip returned like a light bulb went on. "You think he's still connected?" Trent asked a dubious tone. "The only way to find out is to ask." Brant stated simply. "So let me get this clear in my head. You are willing to be spanked and humiliated sexually and you think you can give a convincing enough performance that watchers will believe it." Trent quizzed. Brant chuckled. "You know me, I'm a whore for money. Then Brant turned serious. "But more importantly I would do anything to take care of you guys." Trent gave him a smile. "We love you to bro." The sun was shining bright and the air was crisp. Brant took it as a good omen as he and Trent and Skip stood beside the car outside the state prison, waiting for the gate to open and spit out the inmates it no longer wanted to chew on. At 12 noon sharp a bell sounded and the gate rolled back. Only three other groups waited in anticipation for the forth coming paroles. Older and of a harder body, but no less handsome than he had been, Colt Davis stepped out into the free air and looked around. A large warm smile broke out on his face as he spotted Brant and company waving at him. With misty eyes he embraced Brant and then Trent. Colt almost broke down crying when Skip called him Grandpa. "Where's Joe?" Colt asked as he ruffled Skip's hair. "His name is carved on our hearts." Brant returned solemnly, referring to the Shannon Alder quote. Colt looked at Brant and understood the reference. Colt sighed at the news but then smiled again. "So how did you know I was getting out today?" Colt asked changing the subject. "It is public records on the internet. I didn't know if you would have arranged for someone to meet you or not but thought we would come and at least say hi." Brant explained. "I was just gonna hoof it to the bus station and head I don't know where." Colt stated. "How about coming home with us, at least till you get yourself sorted out." Brant offered. "Be happy to." Colt smiled. "It will be nice to get to know my," Colt hesitated. "It will be nice to get to know Skip." Colt almost said son, but since nothing was proven, he didn't want to possibly upset Skip's world. He figured that he and Brant would have to talk this out. Brant got behind the wheel and Trent took shotgun. Colt and Skip climbed in the back for the ride home. "You've been in a long time." Trent spoke up. "Maybe you would like to pop a load, Skip is a great cocksucker." "Yea grandpa, I'll suck your cock." Skip agreed and reached out and rubbed Colt's crotch. "I've always saved my cock for the girls." Colt stated as he put his hand on Skips and held it in place. "Give it a try just this once Grandpa, you might like it." Skip suggested. "Besides they say incest is best." Brant added. "And you always liked your incest." "Awe fuck it." Colt mumbled and let go of Skip's hand. Skip went right to work at opening Colt's pants and extracting his hard throbbing cock. "It looks like your cock doesn't care if it's a boy or a girl handling it." Trent laughed as he sat sideways in his seat and watched. Colt laid his head back and closed his eyes as his daughters son took his meat into his mouth and sucked it down as best as he could. "You suck as well as your mama did." Colt sighed out. On this ordinary day, tooling down an ordinary highway in an ordinary car, this ordinary boy feasted on his grandpa's hot cum. "You should try his ass." Brant chuckled as Colt repeated the mantra of "oh fuck." Over cold beers on the back deck, Brant explained to Colt his business idea. "And you got this from a dream? Colt questioned. "Yes." Was Brant's simple reply. Colt chuckled. "Man a shrink would have a field day with that dream." Colt took a swig of his beer. "But you know I think you're onto something. Obviously it can't be as complex as your dream but I think the stripped down version of the classroom will work." "Do you think after all these years you still have the connections?" Brant inquired. "Let me make some calls tomorrow and I will see who's still who in my old world." Colt stated. A few more tugs from the brews took place in silence as each of them thought about the future. "So you think you wanna fuck your grandson?" Brant asked finally breaking the silence. "Yea about that." Colt turned solemn. "What?" Brant cut in. "You wanna claim him as your son?" Brant was agitated but trying to keep a level voice. "He has only known me as his dad and there is a fifty fifty chance that he is." "Okay, okay." Colt put up his hands in a surrender motion. "I guess it doesn't really matter if he thinks of me as his grandpa or dad." Brant settled back into his chair and took a swig from his bottle. His nerves were sparking with emotions. He was Skip's dad no matter what and he wasn't about to let that change. Nine years of child raising and yes well also nine years of the unspeakable love made him his dad, just as Farmer Joe was more a dad to him than his bio dad was. "I will accept being Skip's granddad and you his dad." Colt offered. "Either way he is a part of me and I plan on being a part of his life." "And I want you to be." Brant sighed. "I just want to keep the labels straight to make it easier for him." They sat in silence a little longer till the bottles were empty. "So you think he expects me to fuck him?" Colt asked as he stood up. "I think he'll be confused or maybe even hurt if you don't. After all we taught him that fucking boys is what family does." Brant replied stretching out his arms with a yawn. "I'm going to bed, I'm pretty sure you'll find Skip in the guest room waiting for you." They said their good nights and Colt headed for the guest room. Standing in the doorway he looked into the room and saw Skip laying naked on the bed, bathed in the soft glow of a night light. As he peeled off his clothes he observed that Skip was lithe and his skin golden tanned all over, his little boy ass looked firm and tight. Colt surprised himself by finding that he was hard as he crawled onto the bed. Boys had never been his thing, maybe it was because it's been nine years in prison with no physical sex, and maybe he was just changing in what turned him on. Or maybe it was because this boy was his own flesh and blood. Whatever the reason, as his body made contact with Skip's, the hard cock throbbed against the touch of the silky smooth boy flesh. Colt wrapped his arms around Skip and licked and nibbled at his neck. "Hi grandpa." Skip murmured with pleasure at the feel of the strong man's embrace. Colt closed his eyes and remembered to soft tenderness of his daughter, Skip's mom, but then opened his eyes again. It would be unfair to pretend he was with his daughter, that was then and this was now. If he was going to have sex or make love to this boy then he needed to embrace that fact and acknowledge it was a boy in his arms. It was a boy he was going to fuck up the ass and take his pleasure in. Grandpa Colt glided his hard cock thru the valley of Skip's butt cheeks and realized it was already greased. Skip was a boy who learned early on to always be prepared for a man's wants. Colt pulled Skip tight against his chest as he reached down and placed his cock head against the small well used rose. They both grunted as the large head spread open the sphincter muscle and entered into the warm tender flesh. Colt didn't expect Skip would still be as tight as he thrust up into his grandson. "Ah fuck me grandpa." Skip muttered in a whorish voice. Colt had no doubt that Brant and Trent had Skip well trained on how to respond. Colt held Skip tighter as he pushed further in. He turned Skip's head so they were looking at each other and Colt could see the facial expressions play across the boy's face as he became impaled on the hard shaft. Skip held eye contact as his Grandpa started to thrust into him, at first gently but then with increased strength and speed. "You like my boy cunt Grandpa?" Skip breathed out as his ass lips rolled back and forth with the movement of the invading spear. This is all Skip has ever known, the being with a man as they took their pleasure in his body and he learned to turn it into pleasure for himself. "Is my cunt as good as moms?" Skip moaned out as Colt bottomed himself balls deep into the young ass. "Better." Colt growled. "Your ass is so tight and hot, it's unbelievable." Colt thrust faster into his own flesh and blood with his hard shaft. "Man I had no idea what I was missing all these years that I could have fucked Brant and Trent." "You can love me anytime you want grandpa." Skip invited. Colt winched at that description of what was going on. Just for second mind you, and then the thought was gone and he was plowing the boy ass again. A chuckle came from the doorway and Colt looked to see Trent standing there jerking off as he watched them. Trent was attractive and had a good body but Colt realized his current boy incest activity wasn't going to turn him gay and he had no sexual interest in Trent. Trent walked over to the bed and grasped Skip's head and turned it so he could shove his cock in. Colt watched as Skip got skull fucked, and realized Skip was well practiced in this. Colt's leg started to twitch which was a harbinger of an impending orgasm. Colt thrust himself in hard as his seed erupted into his grandson's depth and he filled him like he had done to his mom so many times. Trent held Skip's head in place as he also unloaded into the boy's throat. The next morning after dumping another load into his grandson's ass Colt made some phone calls looking to reconnect with old friends. Or maybe it's fiends. Colt discovered some of them were dead, some jailed and some no longer worked in the sex field. But he was able to connect with some who were. Colt and Brant meet with them and over the next few months acquired capitol to buy cameras and install them in the classroom, set up a deep web site and get word out to known buyers of such pleasures, about it. Following the core of Brant's dream they began filming. The first day was an empty room and the filming was being done with a digital camera held by Trent. Trent as the newly hired home school teacher explained to Brant, as the dad, that he wanted to film this so there would never be any doubt about what was negotiated and said. The two then discussed and negotiated the terms of the classroom and came to the same agreement that Brant had dreamed about. The teacher, Trent had full authority in the classroom over anyone there and that he was not to be questioned about what he was doing while class was taking place. Anyone in the classroom was required to obey his instructions. That recorded video was placed on the website followed by a hand held recording of furniture being delivered making it a classroom. The third video was a live feed from the camera's hidden in the classroom. Trent sat down on the edge of his teacher's desk and looked straight into the lens where one of the cameras was hidden. "Hi, my name is Trent and if you have watched the previous videos then you know I have been hired to home school the son of my new employer. The boy is nine and his name is Skip. If you are watching this then you have paid for a website subscription complete with camera control. On your screen at the bottom you should see a listing for 6 cameras and you will be able to switch from camera to camera view as you please to get the best view of the action. Now you're wondering what action? My intent it to seduce my student and turn him into a personal fuck toy. I also plan to manipulate the dad into having sex with his son also while accepting me as the dominate male in the house. I am also thinking of giving viewers like you the chance to come and visit the class and guest teach Skip. In case you're not sure what that means it means fuck the kid yourself. All class time will be a live stream but also recorded so if you miss a day you can go to the recordings and watch any video in the library." Trent got a sneer on his face and leaned into the camera. "I hope you enjoy watching my journey of turning this kid into a cock sucking toy." As they ate dinner that night. "Do you think the guys watching will really believe this to be true?" Trent asked of Colt. "I think there are a certain number of guys who don't care if it's true or not as long as they see a young boy being sexed up. There are others who will believe it because they want to, either way it doesn't matter as long as they pay." "Are you ready for your big international video debut tomorrow?" Brant asked Skip. "Yea, I hope I don't mess it up." Skip offered. "I think you'll do just fine," Brant encouraged. "We have rehearsed it enough." They next day class began. They decided to take a small turn from Brant's dream where Skip was already a nudist and had the plot play out where Trent the teacher would slowly encourage Skip to be more open to his touching him innocently enough and to be more casual in their dressing in the classroom. This helped to drag out the process giving more days of viewing footage and help to let the viewer think it was real. Trent got him and Skip to the point where they were only wearing shorts and tank tops. Then one cloudy day, Trent suggested they go outside to kick the ball around. There was a camera positioned to see out of the french doors that lead to the outside, so the viewer could watch them play if they clicked over to the right camera. As the viewer watched them kicking the ball, they then also saw the down burst of rain drench Trent and Skip. They ran back to the door way and Trent told Skip to wait there while he went and got towels. The viewer saw Trent and Skip strip down and dry themselves off. Trent then suggested they should just go naked and Skip replied that was naughty but yes an idea he liked. That is how the class then became a nudist class. Skip suggested to Trent, in a way that made it sound like it was his idea, that they should have class in the nude every day and Trent agreed. The viewer got to see the well planned out first time that Brant came to the classroom to find the teacher and Skip both naked, and getting naked himself. The viewer got to see Trent seduce Skip slowly into sucking cock and then taking it up the ass. Skip did his best to make believe it was all new for him. The word got around and membership climbed as Brant's dream was played out in the classroom. Colt even did an episode where he was a repair man and got pulled into the sexy classroom antics and fucked Skip. They were now at the point where Brant was being used by Trent for his pleasure as Skip watched or Trent had Brant watch while he casually fucked his son. "Hey there viewer's." Trent greeted, looking into one of the cameras. "I want to thank each and every one of you for subscribing. I am guessing you're liking what I'm doing to this family because you keep watching. The time has come where I am inviting you to become a guest in the classroom. On the right side of your screen you will see a box labeled Guest. "Click on that and you will see the terms and cost of joining us. I hope to see you soon." Two weeks went by and Brant and Colt and Trent were starting to doubt the appeal of what they were offering. But then a request came in from a viewer who calls himself "Prince Marcin". He agreed to the price and the terms. Trent and the viewer exchanged emails during which Trent learned the gentleman was from an eastern European country, although he wouldn't specify which one, and that he would be flying over on his private jet. They set a date for the following Wednesday. There were two options available, a viewer could pay one price and the classroom visitation would be broadcast just like all other class days, or for a higher price, the cameras would be turned off so there would be no record of the visit. Prince Marcin as he wished to be addressed, choose to let the session be broadcast for all to see. At the agreed to time, a Lincoln Navigator with blacked out windows drove up to the house. Trent, dressed in nice casual attire, was out front to greet the visitor. A black man in a black suit got out from the driver's door and came around and opened the rear passenger's door. The gentleman that emerged was in his 30's, Trent guessed, and well dressed. He was handsome with dark hair and a close cropped beard. A warm smile and twinkly eyes greeted Trent as he reached out his hand for a shake. "Welcome Prince Marcin." Trent greeted. "Hello, I am pleased to be here." Prince returned with good English tinged with a Slavic accent. Trent looked to the driver who stood there stoic but no one offered to introduce him so Trent turned his attention back to his guest. "Please follow me this way." Trent requested waving his hand to the front door. "It is a beautiful home." Prince commented as they walked thru it towards the classroom. "I can see that the father is indeed rich enough to employee a private teacher. "What is his line of work, may I inquire?" Trent continued to walk but turned his head back to look at the Prince. "He is a business man with his own companies of varied interests." Trent replied as he noticed the driver was following behind the Prince. Noticing the look on Trent's face, Prince Marcin commented. "Never mind him, he is my driver, bodyguard and assistant. He will be close by at all times." "Oh, ok." Trent replied simply. "Here is the classroom." Trent stepped into the doorway followed by Prince. Prince Marcin was not a real prince by royal title but once had someone say he was a real prince among men. That person meant it sarcastically but he decided to own it. Marcin, loosely translated means Saint, something he definitely was not. He used this title as his internet persona and in clandestine affairs. Stepping into the room, which he had viewed so many times from the cameras, seemed instantly familiar and inviting. He looked to the table where Skip was sitting and looking back at him with obvious anticipation. "It is proper behavior for a boy to stand when a guest enters room, yes?" Marcin said with a small smile. "Yes sir, sorry sir." Skip replied as he got to his feet. "Yes that is better, come closer so I may look at you." Marcin held out a hand to Skip. Skip nervously stepped over and in front of the intimidating man. Marcin brushed his fingers thru Skip's hair and caressed his cheek. "Beautiful, even more beautiful than you are on camera." Marcin looked to Trent. "Where is the father?" "He's in his office, would you like him to join us?" "Yes of course." Marcin replied as he sat down and moved Skip so he was between his legs. "I think it be most important for father to watch me play with his son. Don't you agree teacher?" "Yes of course, you're right." Trent returned as he picked up a phone and called Brant. "Come to the classroom, now." Trent said into the phone and hung it up. Marcin was running his hands all over Skip's clothed body as Brant walked up to the door. Brant saw the black man and looked at him and said "Hi." The man just looked at him stoically, realizing he wasn't going to get an answer from the man he stepped into the classroom and looked at Marcin. "Hello." Brant offered. Marcin looked to Trent with a frown. Trent wasn't sure what Marcin was unhappy about. "You asked me to come down." Brant stated walking further into the room while watching this man caress his son. Prince Marcin's frown turned to a scowl and Trent was afraid this was going to become a disaster and it was being broadcast live. If this didn't go well then others won't pay to visit. What? Trent asked himself trying to think quickly about the situation, then it dawned on him. "You didn't ask permission to enter." Trent stated coldly to Brant. "And you know that you are supposed to be naked in this class." "But no one else is." Brant blurted out. "Talking back to the teacher like a bad little boy, you should be punished." Prince Marcin uttered with a wry grin crossing his face. "Yes our guest is right, you will be punished for talking back. But first follow the rules." Trent stated firmly. Brant sighed. "May I please enter the classroom, I apologize for doing so after the fact." "Yes you may." Trent responded. Brant then began to undress and as he did Marcin matched his motions and undressed Skip till both of them were naked. Brant's erection flopped up against his belly once he stood up after removing his pants. "Would our guest like to recommend a punishment?" Trent asked as he started to undress himself. "What do you think young one?" Marcin asked Skip as he took hold of his hard little nail and balls" Skip gave a little gasp as he felt the man's fingers wrap around his small balls and squeeze lightly. "Well I get spanked when I'm bad." "Yes, spanking, a good punishment for a boy of any age." Marcin chuckled. "Then spanking it is." Trent declared. "Assume the position." Brant bent over and grabbed his ankles thinking about the money they were making. "Do you wish to do the honors Prince?" Trent asked. "No, my man will do it for me." Prince Marcin announced and looked to his servant. "Six good ones if you please." Marcin's man started to remove his clothing, Trent figured it best to not question why and just watched him strip down. Once his suit coat was removed Trent realized that he wore a shoulder holster with a gun of some type in it. The man servant set the holster on the chair that he had draped his coat over. He unbuttoned the taunt white shirt and pulled it off revealing a darker ebony torso that looked like Keith Hamilton Cobb's from the old Andromeda TV show. Skip gazed wide eyed at the muscles on this man as he opened his pants and pulled them off after having kicked his shoes off. He stood back up and was only wearing a white jock strap that bulged out obscenely in the pouch area. The contrast of the pure white jock against the dark ebony muscles was breath taking. He looked to Prince Marcin, who gave him a nod, and then peeled off his strap. A turgid 10 inch fat sausage dropped out into the open air and both Skip and Trent gasped at the sight. Brant was facing away from the man and started to turn to see what everyone else was looking at. "Hold your position." Marcin snapped. Brant obeyed and admitted to himself he was nervous. The man servant, with his large cock swinging in front of him stepped over to Brant and rubbed his hand gently across the firm ass globes, almost lovingly, before drawing it back and smacking them. Brant bounced forward from the force but held his position and a second stinging swat landed across his ass. Prince Marcin's other hand found its way between Skip's legs and pushed on to the little pucker where he slipped a finger into the tight boy hole. Two fast swats landed squarely on their objective and Brant gave out a grunt. Trent leaned back against the wall watching everything while slowly stroking himself. The final two swats caused Brant to fall to his knees with a slight howl. Skip found the sound funny and giggled. Marcin smiled at Skip's giggle and pushed a second finger up into the boy. "Your daddy makes funny sounds doesn't he?" Marcin cooed into Skip's ear as Skip gasped at the feel of the second finger in him. "You make funny sounds to." Marcin added. "Thank him for give you a proper spanking." Trent ordered Brant. Brant up righted himself so he was on his knees and he turned to face the black man, only to find himself face to face with that fat long black snake. This was the first Brant had seen it and his eyes opened wide in awe. It was now at about 11 inches and the hood was pulled back so the eye could be seen peeking out. "Maybe our friend should show his thanks." Prince Marcin sneered. Brant didn't need to ask what that meant and opened his mouth. Brant was raised sucking cock but never one this big. He got the bloated cock head into his mouth when the guy grasped him by both sides of the head and pulled Brant's mouth further onto his turgid shaft. The black snake hit the back of his throat and Brant gagged. The man held still for a moment before pushing further in. Brant sputtered and choked as the massive meat entered his throat. "Breath thru your nose and calm down." Marcin offered as advice. "Look at your daddy with that big cock in his mouth." Marcin cooed into Skip's ear as a third finger entered the boy's ass. You could see Brant's throat expand as it accommodated the invading monster of man meat. Brant just kept thinking about the money and hoped he wasn't going to have to be fucked by this thing. The man who has yet to utter a sound, held Brant's head firmly as he wormed his thick fuck slab down that tight white man throat. "My man loves to use daddy's throats and asses as their sons watch. To let the boys see what cock whores their dads really are." Marcin vocalized as he finger fucked the boy in his arms. "See what a great cock sucker your dad is." He chuckled. "Luck for you he doesn't like little boys, only dads." Prince Marcin heard a sigh from Skip but didn't know if it was one of relief that he wasn't going to have to handle that big black cock or because Marcin was squeezing his balls and fingering him at the same time. Brant's throat bulged and his eyes watered as the man's balls came to rest on his chin. Now at its full length, 12 thick inches laid buried in Brant's skull. Brant struggled to control his breath as his user started to slowly pull out and then back in again, he was deep fucking Brant's throat and Brant could feel the large head rubbing deep against his Adams apple. "I understand you like to suck cock also." Marcin whispered into Skip's ear. Skip nodded yes as he watched his dad. "Let me see you suck your teacher's cock." Trent stepped over to Skip and stood in front of him. Skip opened his mouth and Trent inserted himself. Marcin placed his face up alongside Skips and watched the cock roll back and forth across the small pink lips. "Such a talented little boy, I can see you like that. I think you learned this young, No?" "Yes he did." Trent offered. "They should start young. My gardener has a 4 year old boy." Marcin stated softly but then let the sentence go unfinished. "Let me see you suck your daddies cock." Marcin ordered. Trent pulled out and stepped aside as Marcin pulled his fingers out of Skip's ass and then gave Skip a gentle push towards his dad. Skip dropped to the floor and looked at Brant's throbbing cock. Despite all the struggle he was going thru with sucking that big cock, Brant was turned on and leaking precum. Skip moved his mouth to Brant's meat and sucked it in. "Ah yes two cock suckers." Marcin stated sounding satisfied. Prince Marcin started to undress and Trent watched trying to not seem too interested. Once his clothes were removed, Trent observed a man in his thirties with a well maintained body. Hair sprayed across his chest with nice nipple definition. A good sized uncut cock jutting out over well-trimmed balls. All in all a good body with nothing to be embarrassed about. If Trent wasn't playing a role, he figured he would enjoy taking it for a spin. Now naked, Prince Marcin observed the scene before him. Skip on his hands and knees with his head bent down and sucking on Brant's cock, while Brant on his knees, was taking the large black snake down his throat. "Now that looks like a party, don't you agree?" Marcin said out loud but to no one in particular. "Do you plan on cumming down his throat?" Now he was obviously talking to his man who just shook his head no without speaking. Trent started to wonder if the guy was a mute. "Then kindly remove yourself." Marcin requested. Brant sputtered and choked as the cock was removed till he was finally able to breathe thru his mouth again. Prince Marcin sat down on the edge of a chair. "Come here boy." He ordered and Skip pulled off of his Brant's cock and crawled over to Marcin. As he did Marcin spread his legs "Come here and taste me boy." Skip crawled right up between his legs and flicked his tongue out at the now throbbing shaft in front of him. He dragged his tongue across the clean shaven balls before licking back and forth the underside of the shaft as it laid across his belly. Skip drew his tongue around the now exposed head before slurping it into his mouth. "Eat out your son's asshole, get it good and wet so I can fuck it." Prince Marcin sneered at Brant without looking at him. Marcin entwined his fingers into the young boys hair as his little mouth now glided up and down the shaft. Brant moved over and pushed his curled tongue into Skip's little asshole making the pink rose quiver. "You have done well taming them." Marcin complimented Trent. "Thank you sir." Trent returned. "Why don't you fuck and spank the dad." Marcin added nicely enough but left no room for doubt that it was an order. "My pleasure." Trent responded and shifted himself behind Brant. Trent spit down onto his cock and then shoved himself hard into his so called big brothers asshole. Trent grasped Brant by the hips and fucked into him causing Brant's mouth to mash in tighter into Skip's hole. "Yes, now we're having fun." Marcin sighed. Skip's head bobbed up and down the shaft as his ass got rimmed by Brant who was getting his own ass plowed by Trent and spanked at the same time. Marcin allowed this to play out for several minutes when he anticipated Trent might be ready to cum. "Pull out and don't cum yet." He ordered Trent, who obeyed, disappointed at having been cut off from his impending orgasm. "Crawl up onto my lap." Marcin smiled down at Skip after having pulled Skip off his cock. Skip got onto Marcin's lap with his legs spread onto either side of Marcin's hips, causing his asshole to line up with Marcin's cock. "Take hold of my cock and line it up to your son's boy cunt." Marcin stated curtly. Brant wrapped his fingers around the warm, hard flesh and placed the cock head against Skip's wet hole. "What do you want me to do?" Marcin inquired of Brant. Brant was smart enough to know what Marcin wanted to hear. "I want you to fuck my son." Brant replied with a slight quiver to his voice. Which Trent thought to himself was a nice touch. "Mmm." Marcin growled. "I don't feel like you mean it." "Please, I want you to fuck my son up the ass." Brant returned sounding more desperate and humiliated. Trent wondered if Brant had been practicing this, his responses sound so real, with the right voice intonation and quiver. "You want me to spread your 9 year old son's asshole open and fuck him with my hard throbbing cock?" Marcin asked, making it sound like a question, sneer and judgement all at once. "Yes please." Brant returned pleading. "First, lick my cock, the cock that is going to fuck your son." Marcin requested simply and with a flat tone. Brant extended his tongue and licked across the base and then up to the head, he swirled his tongue around the head like Skip had done before then licking back down to the balls. "Line my cock up with your son's hole, and then pull him down onto my cock. Impale your son down onto my shaft." Marcin instructed. Brant touched the cock head against Skip's pucker and then grasped Skip by the hip's and pulled him down and watched as the small rose spread open and the spear of manhood slid into the tunnel. Prince Marcin sighed and Skip grunted at the joining as Skip's tight hot ass descended onto the hard shaft. Marcin replaced Brant's hands and held onto Skip's hips pushing him down completely onto his maleness until he bottomed out. Skip tossed his head back and growled at the fullness he was feeling. "Lick my balls." Marcin demanded. "The balls of the man fucking your son, and watch his asshole take my cock as he rides me. And you my young friend, fuck yourself on me." Brant moved up and started to lick the smooth shaven balls and watched closely as Skip's 9 year old ass hole lips rolled back and forth as Skip undulated his hips and rode the hard cock in him. "You can finish fucking him now." Marcin quipped to Trent as he sat back and let the little fag in his lap do all the work. Trent knelt behind Brant and pushed himself in while Skip picked up speed sliding up and down Marcin's meat. Trent also kept his eyes glued to Skip's now red and puffy rose as the hard cock went in and out. Trent gave Brant a hard slap on the ass after 4 minutes and then unloaded himself deep into Brant's guts. Trent pulled out with a sigh and that was immediately followed by Marcin wrapping his arms around Skip and holding him close to him. Marcin stood up with his balls pulling out of Brant's mouth and he turned and laid Skip down on top of a table. Prince Marcin of the internet pervs, raised Skip's legs up and over his shoulders and proceeded to fuck into the young boy. Marcin watched Skip's face as he increased his speed and fucked the boy aggressively. "Take my cock young one, feel me inside you." Marcin moaned out as he fucked freely into the tender meat under him. Brant felt himself being half picked up and half dragged over to the bean bag chair. He realized it was Marcin's nonspeaking man that was manhandling him as he got pushed down onto the bean bag face first. Then he felt that fucking fat hog of a cock being pushed into his asshole. Brant buried his face into the chair to muffle his scream as he was ripped open and fucked. He grasped onto the bean bag with tighten fists as his hole got spread open further and deeper than ever before. Trent sat back and watched as the two visiting Europeans fucked their prospective partners. Prince Marcin rambled on in words Trent didn't understand as he now pounded into Skip's boy cunt and his man just fucked hard and deep into Brant, still without saying a word. Marcin and his man grunted at almost the same time as Trent observed their bodies shudder with an obvious orgasm. With the silent man pulling out of Brant's ass, Trent observed the gaping hole was slow to close as cum poured back out. Prince Marcin pulled out of Skip and gave him a gentle slap across the ass. "You did great." He commented as he stepped over to Brant and lifted his head up from the bean bag chair. "Open" was all he said and Brant understood. Marcin slipped his cock, covered in his cum and Skip's boy ass juices, into Brant's mouth and Brant sucked him clean. Before leaving Marcin commented "That was fun enough, that I might come lecture again, but if I do I will bring my nephew along, he's younger than Skip." After Prince Marcin and his man left, Skip and Trent sat at the kitchen table having a soda, Brant stood, finding it difficult to sit at the moment. Colt, who had been in the house the whole time in case something went wrong, came in and joined them. "Well that went very, very well." Colt stated with a broad smile. "Twelve more viewers have requested to come and lecture to the class, and I'm sure that number will rise." That put a smile on Brant's and Trent's face as well. "Prince Marcin, or whoever he was," Trent spoke. "Mentioned coming back and bringing his nephew." Trent turned to Brant. "In your dream didn't the school teacher have a nephew?" Brant got a thoughtful look on his face. "Ah, yes he did." "Well once the requests for class room visits starts to drop, maybe we should introduce a new student to the classroom." Trent suggested. "We could explain that he's my nephew and has come to live with me because, well because." Trent seemed to be searching for a reason." "Because your poor brother and sister in law died in a car accident." Brant offered. "Yes, right," Trent agreed excitedly. "And since I'm now his legal guardian it would be only natural that I teach him in the class that I'm already teaching." "That would bring a whole new dynamic to the class room show and keep our viewers interested." Colt stated. "But where would we get this boy from?" Brant and Trent looked at each other and chuckled. "We would rescue him like Farmer Joe did us."