Date: Sat, 9 Oct 2021 21:32:47 +0000 From: Centzon Totochtin Subject: In Search of a Dickling Chapter 3 NOTICE: THE FOLLOWING IS FOR ADULTS ONLY. Thanks to all the great work that the Nifty Archive does and the writers it publishes. Please consider supporting them with a donation. Any feedback will be highly appreciated, write at centzontotochtin@outlook.com. English is not my first language so deal with me and my messy grammar! ______________________________________ IN SEARCH OF A DICKLING -- PART 3 Alex tiptoed into his father bedroom, the man still asleep was snoring loudly. Timothy sensing someone was in the room started to look around, after it noticed it was just Alex and Paul it started rolling onto the tiny bed. The kid was now near his father's head, one big breath in and he shouted: "DAD! IT'S MORNING!!!" Richard nearly had a heart attack, sitting up on the bed he looked at his son scared something bad had happened. But still groggy from his sleep he couldn't manage to let out any meaningful sound, and just stared blankly. Alex was now jumping up and down, rotating his hips to emphasize his crotch area. "Dad, come on! We need to get ready, they're coming for lunch remember?" Stretching both arms above his head Richard yawned: "Sure, sure...stop screaming son...please" Standing up Richard that his son was still acting like a monkey infested with lice. Looking up and down he burst out laughing when he realized that the kid has something in his pants. The bulge into Alex's pajamas was ridiculously big, and something was starting to move around down there. Richard hooking the waistband of his son's slips with a finger pulled to reveal the content inside. "Good morning Paul!" The big dickling filled all of the kid's underwear to the point that one couldn't see the kid little hard-on. Paul breathing some fresh air peaked from its hiding place, just enough to make the elastic band give up and launching it to the ground. Even though the fall was short the unlucky dickling reached the floor landing on its testicles. The little fella let out a quiet shriek and due to the pain it started shrinking from its previous glory. "No! Paul!" Both Alex and Richard kneed on the ground to pick the suffering creature up. "DAD! Is Paul ok?" asked the kid extending his hands to allow his father to check on Paul. Richard turned the creature around to see if there were any tears or lesions, luckily it was just a bad fall, he just knew the pain of hitting your family jewels. "Don't worry son, it's going to be a little sore and over-sensible around the balls." Reassured the father. "Ok, I'm sorry Paul" said the kid holding back his tears. "Now both of you in the kitchen, I'm making breakfast come on" said the man patting the kid's bum. Alex still holding Paul in his hands and giving each testicle multiple kisses left Richard's bedroom. Richard was now fully awake. Looking at the alarm he could see it was just after 9 a.m., their guests were coming in a couple of hours and he still had to go to the store to pick up some vegetables and a dessert. It was when he started changing into a pair of jeans and a blue shirt that the man noticed the little dickling on the bedtable asking for some attention. "Oh, you're awake too honey" said Richard to a jolly Timothy. "Did you sleep well?" asked the man leaning his head towards the creature, breathing in the smell of youth. The little creature rolled over to Richard's face and started to draw its face from the man's nose to the bottom lip, as to greet him. Richard feeling the wetness of Timothy's head still on his lip opened his mouth and gave the dickling a quick tongue bath, now both of them happy with the affections they were receiving. "Dad! I'm hungry!" shouted Alex from downstairs. "Time for breakfast, little one" said Richard picking up Timothy and laying it inside the pocket of his shirt. The feeding time was still something they had to get used to. If taking the formula out of the fridge for Paul or making some pancakes for Alex was easy, Timothy had more particular necessities. Richard entered the kitchen to see his son sitting on a chair swinging his legs in anticipation, Paul on the table looking better but still shaken from the incident. "Finally" exclaimed the kid "I'm hungry!" "Fine, fine" Richard laying on the table three bowls, one big and two small, filled the big one with some milk and passed a box of cereal to his son. "Cereals for you today, it's getting late." One of the small ones was filled instead with the formula he bought yesterday, the colour was like milk but it was thicker, a mid way between water and yogurt, this was for Paul. The last one was going to be a little bit harder to fill though. Taking the remaining one to the sink Richard patted his pants relieved to see he still had his morning wood at full mast. Fishing out his erection the man began to jerk off while looking at the hungry dickling, now on the sink ready to get some food. "Oh, Tim you're so hungry..." panted Richard "Now I'll get you something good to eat okay?" continued. The little dickling was now fully erect itself and jumped up and down as to encourage its owner. "Yes, your daddy is making some milk just for you honey" whispered, getting his nose once again between the little dickling's nuts. Breathing in that wonderful aroma. His orgasm getting closer and closer. When Richard felt his testicles ready to shoot he picked the bowl from the sink and filled it with jets of steamy man juice. He managed to fill if to the brim, all to Timothy's content. The creature dove into its breakfast as soon as Richard put the bowl down. Still panting after the orgasm Richard was pushed away from the sink by his son. Alex putting his bowl down to wash, looked at his father and simply stated: "I'm going to my room" Then the father noticed his son's eyes linger on his still dripping cock before leaving the room. "I'm going to the market now, need anything?" shouted the man. No response came back though. After he cleaned himself with some paper towels Richard waited for his dickling to finish eating before heading out. Timothy was ravenous, rolling into the bowl and getting covered by Richard's cum. The man laughed looking at the scene. To his surprise Paul although bigger and usually more exuberant was very well mannered at the table. When Timothy was done, it ate all of it, Richard cleaned the dishes and the now crusty dickling before going shopping. Their guests arrived at noon, Richard had just finished garnishing the roast beef when the door rang. "Alex!!! They're here, come down" His son flew down the stair eager to welcome Manny and his grandfather, Mr.Cole. Richard was already at the door when his son reached him, so they opened the door and greeted their guests. "Welcome! I'm Richard nice to meet you sir." Said the father shaking hands with the old man in front of him. "Call me Eugene, thank you for your invitation son" smiled the old man. Mr. Cole was in his late 60's, a short, skinny man with a balding head. He looked older than his age though maybe due to his tanned skinned filled with wrinkles. On his left Manny, Richard already knew him very well, the kid was Alex's best friend since kindergarten. The pudgy kid was very familiar with their house. "Hello, Mr.Cole" chirped in Alex. "Hello, Mr.Doyle" echoed Manny. And with that they ran inside, soon followed by the two adults. "Manny didn't stop talking about you two since you got your dicklings." Explained Eugene. "Alex forced me to get them after he saw yours" laughed out Richard. Now in the living room, they took seat on the sofa. "A drink?" asked the host. "Some wine maybe, thanks" replied the guest. Drink in hands the two men talked about the excitement of their kids and how lucky they were to have found each other. Richard liked Eugene, he seemed stern at first but in reality he was a funny man. While talking about the reason of Eugene's move to Manny's house Richard could see the man shift in his place. "Is everything ok?" asked the host. "Oh, it's my Rocky he woke up." Explained Eugene. "Right, Alex told me about it" "Can I take it out? Are yours territorial?" Richard reassured the man that Rocky was welcome in their house every time they wanted. And to prove it he called for the two kids to come down with both Paul and Timothy. To that Eugene stood up and simply unbuttoned his pants calling for his dickling to come out. Richard was surprised to see that the bulge in the old man pants wasn't only in the front, like for Alex this morning, but also in the back. Manny and Alex arrived just in time to see Eugene use both hands to pick up what could have been easily mistook for a snake from his boxers. Handing Rocky to his nephew Eugene sat back winking at Richard: "Mine loves tight places" Still shocked Richard now was looking at the kids on the carpet playing with two giant dicklings. Rocky was by far the longest one they had ever seen, even though Paul was thicker Rocky was longer. "Oh my, how old is it again?" mumbled Richard. "Ahah, 69 this year. Here, do you wanna hold it?" explained the ol man picking Rocky up and giving it to Richard. The dickling was very docile and let the stranger hold and examine it. Rocky's skin, as of its owner, was extremely wrinkly and grayish. The thing that surprised Richard the most was that despite the age caressing Rocky was like touching velvet, feeling the touch of someone made the dickling coil around the man wrist. "Rocky seems to like you, do like this now" said Eugene while pinching its foreskin and stretching it. Doing so made the old creature became more lively and tried to retract its foreskin. As Eugene knew too well it has been harder and harder for the creature to show its head all on its own, so he helped it closing his fist around the shaft and with a single swift pulled back all of the skin. Alex and Richard were mesmerized by this new dickling, both now petting and caressing it. Rocky purring with all this extra attention he was getting. A ring came from the oven, making both guests and hosts turn their head towards the kitchen. "Lunch is ready, let's go eat, shall we?" instructed Richard. When everyone was at their seat, the dicklings fed beforehand, Richard passed the plates filled with roast beef, potatoes and a slice of zucchini quiche. He had become a very skillful chef in the past few years. Everyone enjoyed the meal while chatting about all different topics, from the kid's school, to Eugene's hobbies to Richard's job. Once the plates were empty it came the time for the dessert, a tarte filled with cream and red fruits. The kids opted to eat it in the living room having their favourite tv show already on. The two adults ate it at the table while sipping on a glass of cherry. Rocky was now curled up on Eugene's lap, half asleep. Richard started pinching its foreskin as told before, while its owner gulped down the last drops of the liquor. "You haven't met my Timothy yet!" remembered the father. To which he ran upstairs to grab the little one and introduce it to his guest. "Oh, dear! Just look at this cute little one" blurted out Eugene as soon as he laid eyes onto the dickling. So Richard began telling him about how he decided to adopt one for himself, that he just fell in love after seeing how cute it was back at the pound. "Oh I totally get it" said Eugene. "I received Rocky as a graduation present from my uncle, he bred them" continued. "Wow I can't imagine having a farm full of them" giggled Richard. "I loved visiting him on the farm, so eventually my parents allowed me to get one. And we haven't spent a single day apart yet" said Eugene giving a wet kiss to Rocky's balls. "I've had it just for a couple of days and I can't imagine us parting" confessed Richard. The two dickling were now fully aware of their surrounding after all the cuddles and manhandling. Both of them also sensed in the air the smell of dickling's ejaculation. Paul indeed had just finished releasing one load of cum into Alex and Manny's mouth. Wishing to get some action too Timothy and Rocky made clear to their owners they wanted to get on the floor. Eugene, leaning into the chair to get a glimpse of what was going on in the living room smiled and said: "Oh, kids" Both adults laughed watching their pets trying to run as fast as possible towards the kids, Rocky tripping in its loose skin and Timothy rolling over itself every few steps. Once they reached the kids on the carpet Alex saw Timothy and with a hand hushed it away, making the small creature end under the coffee table. Richard noticing it shouted "Alex, be careful!" and was going to stand up before being interrupted by Manny's voice saying: "Don't worry Mr.Doyle I'll take care of Timothy" the kid fished the dickling under the table and began playing with it. Richard shaking his head plunged onto his chair, Eugene put one of his hands on the man's shoulder and said: "Don't worry about that, your kid is just jealous. I'm sure you basked Timothy with all of your attention lately." Richard began to think about the past couple of days and started seeing the man's point of view. "I once had Manny's dad try to sell my Rocky to the neighbours... just remember that it's way easier to show your love for a dickling that to your son. Be sure that he knows you love him the most." Richard pondered onto those words and nodded showing he had understood. "Just show him that all four of you are now a family not two men with two pets" concluded Eugene. After that little incident the evening went smoothly. The played outside, bathed the dicklings after they all jumped in a puddle, ate some more and at almost 7 p.m. their guests left. The next morning Richard woke up earlier than usual and couldn't stop thinking about Eugene's words: he had to assure Alex he loved him the most. And he knew how to begin. Twenty minutes later he tiptoed into Alex's bedroom and whispered into his son's ears: "Wakey wakey...I've made pancakes today...hungry?" The kid turned and groaned being awaked so early but as soon as his brain registered the word pancakes he hugged his father and ran downstairs. Richard picked up a confused Paul from under the covers and followed his son. The father was glad to see his son seated at the table smiling, how much he loved those pancakes with the chocolate chips in them. "Hungry?" asked Richard to everyone picking up plates and bowls for breakfast. First it was the turn of Paul, its bowl filled with the formula. Then came Timothy's turn, its bowl also filled with the formula. At this point Alex looked his father perplexed in the eyes, why formula? "Now some hot pancakes for my favourite son!" giggled Richard putting a plate with a giant stack of pancakes dripping with golden maple syrup in front of a hungry Alex. The kid was ready to wolf them down when his father shouted "I forgot the main ingredient!" Turning his head to his Richard Alex could see the man drop his pants and reveal a raging hard-on. The father now beating his rod furiously looked into his son's eyes and mumbled: "This is just for you my son!" Jerking himself with one hand and caressing his son's cheek with the other Richard tried to reach an orgasm before the pancakes cooled. Eyes still locked into one another it took just a couple of minutes for Richard to come. Leaning on the table the man started shooting rods after rods of white cum. It mixing with the maple syrup sogged the pancakes in a shiny layer on white and golden deliciousness. "Breakfast is ready, my son" said Richard holding the plate in front of Alex. "Thank you Dad!" said the kid with his biggest smile. Richard was ready to get cleaned up when Alex jumped from the chair and ran to him. With one little hand he reached for his father semi erect penis and gulped down the few drops of cum still lingering on the head. "You missed some Daddy!" giggled Alex. A now happy and reassured father Richard kissed his son on the forehead and urged him to go eat while it was still warm. "I love you Daddy!" mumbled Alex while shoving one pancake into his mouth. ______________________________________ If you made it to here I'd like to ask you to let me know your thoughts and opinions. I love seeing your reactions to my work (Yes, also those dicpics!) and every single one of your messages helps me become a better writer. So keep the emails coming guys! I really appreciated every single one of them. You can do it at centzontotochtin@outlook.com Thanks again for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it.