Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2023 13:44:56 +1100 From: Gareth Johnson Subject: I Want You To Meet My Son - Chapter 35 "Here he is!" grinned Darren Tarling, opening the door. "Hey, buddy..." smiled Tomlinson. "Sorry that it's a bit later than I expected." "No sweat..." shrugged Darren. "The boys are just upstairs - Davey is giving my lads a masterclass in whatever game they're into. You look a bit wrecked - coming in for a drink?" "Yeah, just a quick one, if that's cool..." nodded Tomlinson, following Darren into the kitchen. "Mike said that you had something a bit hush-hush going on at the club tonight?" asked Darren, pouring each of them a generous slug of bourbon. "What have you been up to?" "We talked Jake Hitchins into letting us have some fun with his boy..." grinned Tomlinson, the bourbon warming his throat. "What's his son called, Noah?" asked Darren. "He's a little cutie. I bet it felt good sinking your cock into that tight little cunt." "It was fucking awesome..." confirmed Tomlinson. "But the bonus was that Noah brought along Jacob Wright - the teen babysitter that's been molesting the local boys." "It's kind of hot when a young teen like that is already so fucking twisted..." said Darren. "Would have been fun to see that horny young fucker all over little Noah." "Even better, we slipped Jacob a booty-bump..." said Tomlinson. "Turned him into a total whore - he could get enough, just begging us to fuck him harder - over and over and over." "A booty-bump?" asked Darren. "Yeah, you know - a shard of crystal up the butt..." explained Tomlinson. "It's a sure-fire way to take the party next-level." "Wait, you drugged the kid at the club?" exclaimed Darren. "Fuck, if Mike finds out he'll go fucking ape-shit! You know how serious he gets about the no-drugs policy." "Yeah, well he doesn't have to find out..." dismissed Tomlinson. "You're not that much of a pussy are you? Mike doesn't have to know everything that we get up to, right?" "I guess not..." grumbled Darren. "Actually, I've got a bit of a favour to ask..." continued Tomlison. "I've got young Jacob in my car just now - would it be alright if he crashes here tonight?" "What?" said Darren. "Why?" "I can't take him back to mine, my wife would start asking questions..." shrugged Tomlinson. "He can't go home in the state he's in. You've got a spare room, haven't you? He just needs a bed so he can sleep it off and then he'll be out of your hair in the morning." "Sleep off the drugs?" said Darren. "Well, yeah..." grinned Tomlinson. "The kid's exhausted - we worked him over pretty good." "Who else was there?" asked Darren. "Actually, don't tell me - the less I know, the better." "Come on, buddy..." nudged Tomlinson. "You do owe me a few favours." "Fuck it - fine..." conceded Darren. "But that's it - no more fucking favours!" Darren helped Tomlinson get Jacob out of the car and into the spare room. Jacob was either asleep or unconscious - not really showing any response as the two men manhandled him into bed. "Where's his clothes?" asked Darren, studying the naked unconscious teen. "No idea..." shrugged Tomlinson. "You'll have to lend him some sweatpants or something tomorrow." "How have I ended up babysitting the babysitter?" grumbled Darren. "Why don't you make it worth your while?" suggested Tomlinson. "Dump a load in the kid while he's out cold?" "What?" laughed Darren. "Fuck off, Tomlinson." "Look at this gaping sloppy cunt..." grinned Tomlinson, spreading the teen's butt cheeks to expose his fuck-hole. "Look how wet he is - you could just slide your cock right in there. Imagine how good that's going to feel?" "Fuck..." exhaled Darren. "That is fucking tempting - but feels a bit wrong to jump the kid while he's drug-fucked and unconscious." "That's the perfect time to jump a boy..." winked Tomlinson. "Fuck it, who's going to know? It's just you and me, right? Just you and me and this drug-fucked boy-whore with a sloppy cunt that's just begging to be fucked." "Fuck it - just looking at his cunt makes my cock hard as a rock..." admitted Darren, pushing down his grey sweatpants so that his cock bounced free. "Fuck yeah, dude..." encouraged Tomlinson, taking hold of Darren's thick cock-shaft and guiding his cock into the unconscious teen. "Just slide right in there." "Fuck..." exhaled Darren, as his cock sank effortless into Jacob's cum-sloppy boy-cunt. "That feels fucking amazing!" "Look how good your cock looks - stretching those cunt-lips..." admired Tomlinson. Tomlinson moved behind Darren - his breath hot on Darren's neck - urging him to fuck deeper, to fuck harder. Tomlinson twisted Darren's nipples - sending jolts of sexual energy through his body. Reaching down, Tomlinson pushed his fingers alongside Darren's thick cock - stretching Jacob's cunt, feeling Darren's cock-shaft sliding in and out. "Feels so fucking wet..." grinned Tomlinson. "Imagine if this was one of your sons that you were fucking. Imagine it was one of your sons - drug-fucked and unconscious, being raped by some fucking pervs. Imagine if we gave your boys a booty-bump of crystal and invited some of our perv buddies over to molest the shit out of them. That would be fucking hot, right?" "Fuck yeah - so fucking hot..." nodded Darren. "Fuck - I'm getting close. Twist my nipples, dude, twist my fucking nipples!" Tomlinson renewed his attention on Darren's nipples, chewing on his ear - feeling him nearing the point of no return. Their mouths found each other - tongues wrestling. "Ungh - fuck!" grunted Darren. "Fuck! Ungh! Ungh! Fuck!" "Fuck yeah, you fucking stud..." grinned Tomlinson. "See, babysitting the babysitter is more fun than you thought it was going to be!" Follow the author on Twitter @GTV_AfterDark