Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2023 02:29:05 +0000 (UTC) From: Randolph Adams Subject: Jorge's Fuckbuddies: Juanito Pulls Train - 1 (incest) Nifty is a wonderful resource for horny gay men everywhere. If you love the stories, do your part to keep it around: https://donate.nifty.org/ I have a wide variety of stories published on Nifty, and I love to have people read them. If you're curious, go to the Nifty home page and type SHAHAIRYZAD into the search bar. If you like what you read, please let me know! "Jorge's Fuckbuddies" is a series of interlocking short stories with a large cast of characters. Not much story . . . LOTS of sex . . . character-driven and carefully written, with a deliberate attempt to showcase a variety of characters and a variety of sexual activities. As with all my stories, you are most likely to enjoy it if you start from the beginning and give it your full attention when you read. Remember that these stories are Fiction: The events and characters are not Real. Remember that these stories are Fantasy: You can do things in your imagination that you cannot do in Reality.Ê If you have difficulty distinguishing Fantasy from Reality, please stop reading now. (And please stay away from video games, internet searches, and voting booths.)Ê No children or animals were harmed in the making of these stories.Ê Neither were any adults. And without further ado! JUANITO PULLS TRAIN part 1 I yelp when my back touches the leather. Papi smiles and says, "Is it cold? It'll warm up pronto." At least the things around my ankles are lined with something warm and soft . . . it feels like sheepskin, and it's really soft . . . but I hope it's not from a real sheep. Papi unhooks one of them and then hooks it back a little lower so my right foot is at the same height as my left foot. "How's that? Are you comfortable, mijo?" I smile up at him and nod, "Uh huh." He rubs his hands up and down my sides, warming me up, then bends over and kisses me. His mustache tickles a little, like always, and I giggle. He tugs on the harness that Manny gave me. I guess he's testing that it fits me okay. Papi gave it to Manny when he turned 9, and now that Manny's almost 14 it doesn't fit him anymore and so he gave it to me. I turn 11 today, but I guess I'm a lot smaller than Manny was, cause the harness is still a little loose on me even when it's all tightened up. I feel bad that's it's leather . . . poor cow . . . but it makes me feel really sexy and grown up! Papi smiles down at me again and gives my titty a pinch. "Are you doing okay, mijo? This is a big day for you . . . your first real gangbang! I want it to be special." I nod as hard as I can. "I'm super-duper ok! I can't wait to get started!!" "Hmmmm . . . I thought you'd already gotten started? I'm sure I saw Fr. Menendez fucking you just a few minutes ago." He's teasing me, of course. Papi INVITED Fr. Menendez to come fuck me, and Papi stayed right there in my bedroom, watching, and he even fucked my mouth while Fr. Menendez fucked my butt. Fr. Menendez wanted to be part of my very first real gangbang, but he didn't want to be standing around naked in our basement with a bunch of men . . . especially since some of them go to Nuestra Senora, like we do, and are used to seeing him up at the altar in his priest robes. So Papi asked him to come over early and `open me up'. Most of the time Fr. Menendez just fucks me in his office between the 9:00 mass and the 10:00 mass, with his robes still on and my alb hiked up, so it was extra nice to get naked and feel his hairy belly against my back and have him taking his time instead of just doing what Papi calls a `pump and dump'. I wanted to lie on my back and watch his face as he fucked me, but he said my `round little, brown little butt' was so beautiful he wanted to see me on my hands and knees on the bed . . . and that way he could lick my butthole. That meant Papi could get on the bed in front of me, and I could lick his butthole while Fr. Menendez licked mine, so I didn't complain. Papi's butt is all covered with furry hair, and I love to feel it on my face . . . and I like it when his butt is in front of me like this, with the fur tickling my face. When he sits on my face, sometimes his hair rubs so hard against my face that it feels scratchy. Though I guess that's okay too . . . as long as I get to lick his butthole! It tastes so wonderful . . . and licking it always makes my pipi get hard. Anyway! Fr. Menendez licked my hole a long time, and his beard kinda tickled, but I liked it, and I licked Papi's hole a long time, and then Fr. Menendez stuck his cock in my butt, and Papi stuck his cock in my mouth. Papi's cock isn't really long, but it's thick, and smooth, and he keeps it really clean, not like some of the cocks I've sucked . . . the other uncircacized ones, I mean. His cock is darker brown than the rest of him, and the little tip under the foreskin is, like, dark pink, and it's so beautiful, and it tastes so good . . . Then they trade places, and Papi's cock is stretching my hole wider than Fr. Menendez, and I can feel the tip of his cock rubbing against things inside me, and it feels really great. Fr. Menendez's cock isn't as thick as Papi's, but it's longer, so when he pushes it against the back of my throat I have to relax and really concentrate on not gagging. I can taste my butt a little on it, and I know that should be gross, but actually I like thinking about how his cock was just in my butt and now it's in my mouth. It makes my pipi get even harder. They trade places again, and before long I hear Fr. Menendez huffing and puffing, and I know what that means. When he cums in my butt, it feels hot up inside me, which I really, really like, and then he hugs me really tight, squishing me against his hairy chest. I wish that he would fuck me like this more often, naked in a bed, instead of just doing it quick in his office. Though quick in his office is fun too! So, while Fr. Menendez was getting dressed, Papi got behind me and told me to push out, and he slurped up the cum from my butt and then he rolled me onto my back and kissed me, and he plopped a big gob of Fr. Menendez's cum into my mouth, which tasted yummy . . . salty and a little bitter. While we were kissing, Fr. Menendez made the sign of the cross on my forehead and said a little prayer for me . . . first a birthday blessing, and then a blessing for a `safe and joyous gangbang'. He must have made it up, because I bet the Catholic Church doesn't actually have a prayer for gangbangs . . . right? Probably? . . . I dunno, maybe they do . . . they've got prayers for EVERYTHING! Anyway!! Now I'm in the sling in the basement, and I'm ready to `pull train'. Papi goes upstairs and comes back with a whole bunch of men, all different ages . . . and a few boys too. Most of them are naked already, and some of them already have boners. I recognize a lot of them, but a few of them I've never seen before. There are latinos like us, and white guys, and black guys, and brown guys . . . so, just like our neighborhood! The first one to come say hi is our next-door neighbor, Mr. Azharuddin. Mr. Azharuddin said I should just call him Mr. A like everyone does, `cause his name is too long, but I wanted to learn his WHOLE name because I like him so much. He's really nice, and he looks like Santa Claus, with his big white beard and big belly and BIG friendly smile . . . only, like an Indian Santa Claus, with skin even browner than mine and dark circles around his eyes, like a racoon . . . so, Indian Racoon Santa Claus? . . . maybe? I dunno! Anyway, I made him teach me how to say his name, and I kept saying it till I got it right. I can even spell it! It was really fun . . . I'd try to spell it, and every time I got a letter right he'd thrust into me really hard, the way I like it, and every time I got a letter wrong, he'd stop thrusting and stay still. When I finally got it right three times in a row he kissed me and then fucked me super hard till he cummed in me. Papi was standing there laughing his butt off, but it's a great way to learn spelling! Anyway, Mr. Azharuddin kisses me hello, on the lips, with his tongue in my mouth, and it makes me all tingly, and he smells like spices or chai or something, and I feel his finger just lightly caress my butthole . . . isn't that a great word, `caress'? It sounds exactly the way it feels . . . and I LOVE the way it feels. He caresses the outside of my butthole, and then he slides his finger up inside me and caresses the inside of my butthole too, and then he kneels down and starts licking my hole, and he's, like, massaging my butt and my legs at the same time, and I feel SUPER tingly, and I'm so excited to be doing my first gangbang that I start wriggling around in the sling. He's sticking his tongue up inside me, and then he's humming, like `Yum Yum!', and then he starts chuckling. He stands up, and his eyes are twinkling, and he leans over and whispers in my ear, "Who is that I'm tasting inside you?" I'm confused at first, but then I figure out he's asking about the cum in my butt. "Um . . . I dunno? Maybe Papi? Or Fr. Menendez? Or Manny?" I share the bed with my older brother, Manny, so most mornings he wakes up with a boner, and he sticks it in my butt and fucks me awake. We've done that forever . . . ever since Papi started fucking him, so a LONG time ago. Manny has hair now, down there, and he makes cum now too . . . and he makes a LOT of cum, so maybe there's still some of his cum in there. And because it's my birthday, Papi came in and joined us this morning, and he fucked me after Manny did, while I was licking Manny's hole and sticking my fingers in it . . . I can't wait till my pipi is big enough that I can really fuck him . . . and maybe even fuck Papi too, like Manny does, sometimes! Then I realize that I cleaned out my butt AFTER Manny and Papi cummed in it, so I say, "No, it's just Fr. Menendez!" And for some reason that makes Mr. Azharuddin laugh, and he leans over, and hugs me, and kisses me again, and asks if he can fuck me. Duh! That's why I'm in the sling!! But I just say, "Yes, please!" . . . very politely. . . . and he puts his cock in my butt. Mr. Azharuddin's cock isn't all that big, and it goes in really easy and feels really nice inside me. He starts slow, stroking it in and out. His hands keep massaging my body, all over, and he tells me what a nice body I have, and how good my butt feels on his cock . . . except, what he actually says is, "Your arse feels like silk on my prick." . . . and it sounds so sexy and musical the way he says it, with his Indian accent. And he's looking right into my eyes the whole time, smiling and looking so kind . . . he really is like Santa Claus . . . Indian Raccoon Santa Claus! I just love it when he fucks me . . . And he starts fucking me a little faster, and a little harder, and before long he's `pounding my pussy' (which is what my friend Anthony always says, which I think is kind of a funny phrase, but the words pop into my head anyway), and I can hear myself whimpering and moaning, and I guess I shut my eyes for a moment. And suddenly he stops, and I'm expecting to feel that heat inside me, but I don't. My eyes pop open, and I see Mo standing behind Mr. Azharuddin! HOORAY!! Actually, I just see Mo's head and shoulders behind his dad's head and shoulders, and I see his arms reaching around his dad's belly, and I guess Mr. Azharuddin stopped moving `cause Mo is putting his cock in his butt. Mr. Azharuddin isn't looking into my eyes anymore . . . he's staring straight ahead, and his eyes are wide open, and his mouth is hanging open . . . and I understand why, `cause Mo's cock is a LOT bigger than his dad's! Then Mo starts fucking, and every time he thrusts into his dad's butt, his dad's cock thrusts into me, and Mr. Azharuddin's hands aren't massaging me anymore, and his eyes are wide, and they're not focusing on anything, but it's really fun to watch him getting fucked and kind of FEEL him getting fucked at the same time . . . and suddenly he gasps and starts breathing funny, and I feel the heat inside me. Mr. Azharuddin drops onto me, panting, and he's so sweaty and hot I start giggling, and I feel his cock slip out of me, and he kisses me on the lips, and thanks me, and staggers away. And now Mo is standing there, with his cock sticking straight out, and he winks at me, and slides it straight into my butt. "Hey Juanito! Nice to see you, big guy. You having fun?" "Hey Mo! I'm having a GREAT time! I didn't know you were gonna be here!" "I drove down just to help you celebrate, big guy. Now, how do you want it . . . slow and sweet or hard and sweaty?" "Hard and sweaty, please!" And he actually does give it to me hard and sweaty, and I ALMOST regret it, because he has the biggest cock I've taken today . . . well, so far today, at least . . . I saw Mr. White coming down the stairs, so I bet I'll get at least one cock even bigger than Mo's . . . but after half a minute my insides relax and Mo, like, adjusts his angle, and then his big cock feels great, `pounding my pussy' REALLY deep. Mo is taller than his dad, and he's as skinny as his dad is wide, and his skin is even darker, but he has hair everywhere, just like Mr. Azharuddin. Papi says some guys are `otters', and that's exactly what Mo is Ð all sleek and furry and elegant. I really, really, really, really, REALLY like Mo. I've liked him forever . . . ever since we moved in next door! . . . and during the pandemic we spent a LOT of time together. But he's up in Denton now for college, so we don't get to fuck as often as I wish we could. But I feel SUPER happy that he drove all the way back just to be part of my first gangbang! ******** I'm keeping one eye on my guests and one eye on Juanito. I send Azim over to him right away so my boy can have a good start to his gangbang. Azim is the sweetest man I know, and Juanito loves to get fucked by him, so I can relax for a little, knowing he's in good hands. Meanwhile, I'm explaining the rules, introducing guests, showing them where the refreshments are set up, encouraging them to start playing among themselves . . . and making sure no one has stashed a cell phone anywhere. My boy is a happy little puto, but he is NOT starring in any kiddie porn! Next time I check in on the birthday boy, Mo is fucking him. Azim's son has got a huge chorizo, as I know from personal experience, and it looks like he's giving Juanito a real pounding. My boy's eyes are wide, and his mouth is hanging open, like he can't quite believe what's happening to his ass. I let go of little Anthony Pham's head and pull my cock out of his mouth, a long strand of mucous dangling between the tip of my cock and the back of his throat. He keeps his mouth open, like a baby bird, even after I pull out. His lips are red and a little puffy from the skull fucking I've been giving him. His father, Cuong, has been kneeling next to him, frantically jerking himself as he watches me use his son, his face inches away from the action, his muscles bulging even more than they usually do. God he's hot! Now he stands and shoves his little cock into little Anthony's mouth and takes over the skull fucking as I go to check on Juanito. As I step up to the sling, Juanito looks over at me and gives me this big, sloppy, wild-eyed smile. His eyes are a little unfocused, and he looks almost sex-drunk from the intensity of Mo's pounding, but I can see he's doing fine. "Remember, mijo . . . any time you need a break, you just say so. Everyone here knows the rules: if Juanito says he needs a break, he gets a break, right away." He nods his head, or maybe his head is just flailing around. As I'm stepping away, Mo looks up at me and says, emphatically, "Your boy has the sweetest fucking ass in the whole fucking universe!" And then he's back, staring straight into Juanito's eyes just like his father does, like he wants to read every thought in my boy's head as he pounds the shit out of his hole. ******** Getting fucked by Mo is A-MA-ZING . . . but it's really a lot. I'm just beginning to think I might need a break, when he starts speeding up and breathing really heavy. He practically yells as he cums inside me, and his cock shoves into me so deep it's like I can feel it in my throat. He's breathing heavy and covered in sweat when he pulls out, and he stumbles a little as he moves to the side of the sling, and I twist myself to the side so I can lick his cock clean. His cum tastes so good! While I'm licking him clean, someone new sticks his cock in my butt. It's not a big cock, but it feels nice, and it's just the right size to rub my prostrate. After I'm done cleaning Mo's cock, I turn to see who it is, and it's some blond guy I don't know. He looks older than Mo but not as old as Papi. He's sorta . . . wide . . . all soft and smooth and plump . . . (That's another good word . . . `plump' . . . it DEFINITELY sounds like what it means . . . `plump, plump, plump!') The guy is smiling at me. His hair is all shaggy, and so blond it's almost white, so he looks like a sheepdog. His eyes are really pale blue. They look friendly and a little sleepy . . . definitely a sheepdog, except his tongue isn't hanging out. No, wait! The way he's smiling, his tongue IS hanging out, just a little. He sees me looking at him and says, "Hey there, little buddy! I'm Marty. Pleased to make your acquaintance at last! And you must be little Juanito." I'm always confused when grownups introduce themselves with just a first name . . . what do I call them? And doesn't he understand that Juanito means `little Juan'? So he just called me `little little Juan.' I'm not that little! But he's trying to be nice, so all I say is, "I'm pleased to meet you, Mr. Marty. Thank you for coming to my birthday party." That doesn't sound quite right, somehow, so I add, "And thank you for fucking my butt!" He laughs. "Awww, it's my pleasure, little buddy. You're such a cutie, and you have a sweet butt, and it's a real pleasure to make it feel good, you better believe it!" I smile at him. His cock doesn't feel as good in me as Mo's, but I like Mo's cock better'n anyone's . . . even better'n Papi's! . . . so I guess that's not a fair comparison. His tongue hangs out farther, and he starts thrusting harder, and below long he's making a weird choking sound, and I can tell he's cumming inside me. I like that! He pulls out, breathing heavily, and I smile at him again. A boy shows up next to him. You can see the boy is Mr. Marty's son. He's even shorter than Mr. Marty, and even wider, and just as blond and plump and pale and soft and smooth . . . but his face doesn't quite look right. It looks sorta . . . flat? . . . and his eyes look like Anthony Pham's, only pale blue instead of brown. He makes me think of a panda bear, all wide and calm . . . placid! That's it . . . he looks `placid'. I can't tell if he's older than me or not. I think he is . . . maybe? But he feels younger than me at the same time. The boy smiles at me, really wide and sorta crooked, and he says, "Hi." And even his voice doesn't quite sound right . . . flat, like his face. I wonder what's wrong with him? Wait a minute! His face looks like that girl at church . . . Dominic Bautista's sister, who has . . . what's it called? . . . Downs Syndrome! That's it . . . he has a flat face because of Downs Syndrome. Okay! So there's nothing wrong with him . . . he's just different. I smile at him and say, "Hi! I'm Juanito. Do you wanna fuck me?" And Mr. Marty smiles, but the boy's eyes go wide. He turns to his father and says, "He said a bad word!" "It's okay, Buddy. He's allowed to . . . It's his party. Do you want to ask your question now?" And the boy turns to me and says, "Can I fudge you?" And my brain immediately goes to that little kids' rhyme . . . you know . . . `milk, milk, lemonade, this is where the fudge is made!' and I say, "Um . . . sure? . . . but I cleaned out really good this morning, so I don't think . . ." And Mr. Marty says, really quiet, like, `under his breath', "He means he wants to stick his thing in your butt, that's all." "Oh! Sure! Yeah . . . go ahead and `fudge' me please!" Papi tucked a sort of a stool or platform thing under the sling for any kids who want to fuck me, and Mr. Marty drags it out, and his son stands on it, and sticks his `thing' in me. It's bigger than my pipi but not as big as a real cock. I decide it feels nice to have something sliding in and out of my hole, even if it's small. But what I like best about Mr. Marty's son fucking me is how excited he seems. He's grinning `ear to ear' and pumping his hips enthusiastically, and you can tell he's really happy to be fucking me, and that makes me happy. He puts his hands on my thighs. He has super short fingers, and he's not rubbing me or anything, just letting his hands lay there, and he doesn't try to kiss me. As he keeps pumping, I'm kinda taking notes in my head. If Mr. Marty's son wasn't so excited, the way he's fucking would be a little boring. It makes me realize how much I like it when Mo runs his hands all over me and pinches my titties and kisses and hugs me . . . it's not just his big cock sliding in and out that makes sex with him so great. Mr. Marty's son starts pumping faster and harder, and it starts to feel more interesting, and then he's squealing and shaking and cumming in me. ******** I'm glad Marty was willing to come, and to bring Buddy. A sex party with so many strangers around must be a stretch for them, but they look like they're having a good time. I notice Marty making weird notices as he breeds Juanito, and I see Buddy take his place. Next time I look up, Ernie Ramirez is talking to the two of them, one hand fingering Buddy's butt and the other hand playing with Juanito's pipi. He gives Marty and Buddy a hug . . . looks like he lingers a little extra on Buddy . . . then he turns his attention to Juanito. ******** The next guy looks familiar . . . I bet I've seen him at Papi's gym when I go play with Anthony. I'll have to ask Anthony if he's fucked him . . . Duh! Of course he has! I bet every guy there has fucked Anthony. He's so lucky his father owns a gym! Papi's an engineer, but not the train kind . . . he's the kind who works in an office, designing stuff. So I can't just go to his office and get fucked . . . except he met Mr. Azharuddin at his office, so maybe there are guys there that would fuck me . . . I should ask Papi! Anyway, this guy who's playing with my pipi is tall and skinny, and you can tell he goes to the gym just by looking at him . . . his arms are all muscley and he has a big puffy chest and big wide shoulders. But his stomach doesn't look like he goes to the gym . . . it's sorta soft and a little round . . . like a pillow, not a `six pack' . . . huh. I wish I could see his cock! His face is really funny . . . sorta narrow and pointy at the same time, like a fish, and he kinda has goggly eyes. His hair is long and black and straight, and the way it's pulled back in a ponytail makes him look even more fishy. But he seems nice! He smiles at me and says, "Hey bro! Okay if I fuck you?" "Sure!" And he pushes into my butt, and I feel it sliding in, and it just keeps going. Wow, he has long cock! Maybe not as long as Mr. White's, but it feels about as long as Mo's! Wow!! His cock feels so good in my butt I even forget to ask his name. He starts slow, and when I don't complain he gets faster and faster, and he keeps shaking his head like he can't believe how good it feels, which makes me feel kinda happy and proud. His cock feels REALLY good in me, and I like watching his muscles get all tense as he fucks me harder and harder. I reach up and start playing with his titties and he says, "Fuck yeah, bro!" So I squeeze them and tease them just like Papi likes me to do, and the fishy guy gets even more excited and starts really `pounding my pussy', and the chains on the sling are rattling, and he's huffing and puffing, and then he's cumming, super deep up inside my butt. He leaves his cock in me as he catches his breath, and he keeps shaking his head like he can't believe it. Finally, he looks down at me and says, "FUCK bro! I can't believe a little kid can take a pounding like that. That was fucking LIT!" There's a guy who's been standing there, sort of off to the side, stroking his cock as he watches the fishy guy fuck me. He steps up and says, "I'm next." And as soon as the fishy guy pulls his cock out of me, the new guy shoves his cock in. Wait a minute! I know him . . . I've seen him at Papi's gym. His name is . . . is . . . wow his cock is big! . . . Mr. Reinhard. He has a really great body, lots of muscles but not too much, and his face looks like he was a model, and his blond hair is all perfectly arranged. He's really . . . handsome? . . . I guess? . . . I mean, he looks like he belongs in an ad for something . . . but he's older than the models I see in ads, and his skin looks funny . . . sort of leathery but really smooth at the same time . . . and his eyes pop a little, like he's surprised, but like he's ALWAYS surprised. It's weird. He makes me think of a rooster, with his eyes all popped out and his chest all puffed out. But, like, a blond rooster. His cock is REALLY big, and the way he's fucking me feels great, at least. I smile up at him. He doesn't smile back. He sorta . . . sneers? It's really weird. I say, "I'm Juanito. Thank you for coming to my birthday party." And he says, "Yeah, I know who you are, you little slut. You're a little faggot whore. Just like your dad. You're a faggot boy with a pussy. You need a real man to fuck you, a real man to fuck your faggot ass. SHOW you what a real man's dick feels like in your cunt. TAKE it faggot! Take my big dick! Take my big dick in your FAGGOT CUNT. This is all you're good for, you little pussy . . . taking a real man's dick in your CUNT. TAKE it, faggot! TAKE IT, FAGGOT!! Take my big breeder DICK! ******** It's a little distracting keeping an eye on Juanito at the same time that I'm playing with my guests, but he's the most important thing this afternoon. I have Cuong Pham on all fours in front of me, and I'm watching his hole swallow my forearm . . . I'm in almost to my elbow when I hear someone yelling "FAGGOT", over and over, and it instantly makes my temperature rise. I look over at my son, and his mouth has turned down and his brows have pulled together, and you can see that he's trying not to cry. I yank my arm out of Cuong faster than I mean to, but he just gives a little gasp, and in two steps I'm standing next to Doug Reinhart, tapping him on the shoulder. I'm mad enough I forget the hand is covered in Crisco and ass slime . . . well, tough luck for Doug! "Juanito needs a break. And I need to talk to you." Doug doesn't want to pull out of Juanito's gorgeous ass . . . who would? . . . but I don't give him a choice as I drag him into a corner of the basement. "Did you even listen to me earlier? `Faggot' is off limits today. Juanito gets called `faggot' at school by a gang of little shits, and it upsets him. He cares about words, and that's NOT a word he likes. No fucking WAY am I gonna let YOU or ANYONE call him THAT at his own birthday party. Call him slut if you like, or puto, but DON'T call him faggot!" Doug mumbles something that might be an apology, and I decide not to make a bigger deal of it than I already have. "Okay then. But I want you to apologize to HIM . . . you can tell him you got carried away because he's such a hot fuck or something like that. It's probably true enough! Now go say you're sorry and get your dick back in his ass . . . if he lets you!" I give his back a hard stare as he heads back towards Juanito. I know the type. Classically handsome, built, hung . . . thinks he's all that and a bag of chips. Thinks he's doing us a favor just by showing up. Well, the fact is we're offering grade A prime boyflesh, better than he's going to find anywhere else . . . and risk-free. AND there are other guys we could have invited instead of him . . . and maybe will, next time. I glance over at Juanito in the sling. David Vazquez is already standing between Juanito's legs, chatting and laughing with my boy. I watch Doug swagger over . . . and I watch David and Juanito shut him down in no time, friendly smiles never leaving their faces. Doug slinks off towards the drinks table. Whatever . . . there's plenty of guys here who'll go for hung and handsome even if it comes with a side of jerk . . . and sure enough, Vijay Gupta is chatting him up already . . . and now Vijay's got his hand on Doug's dick and is stroking it . . . eh . . . the jerk'll be fine. I turn my attention back to Amos White, who's standing nearby, fucking the shit out of his son. Juanito is in good hands with David . . . I can enjoy taking a long look, up close and personal, at Amos sliding his huge black cock in and out of Elijah's huge black bottom. The boy's all of . . . what? . . . 13? 14? . . . and he's literally twice as big as Juanito . . . with four times the ass! ******** Nurse David is telling me a really funny story about one of the dads who goes to Dr. J. He showed up at Dr. J's office with an apple stuck up inside him that his little boy had shoved up his ass . . . up the dad's ass, I mean. I think they thought it would come out, but then it didn't come out, and then they didn't know what to do. But Anthony Pham was there in the office for an appointment, and Dr. J asked him to reach up inside the dad and pull the apple out. And Nurse David says, "You should have SEEN the look on the guy's face when little Anthony PULLS OUT this slimy, shitty piece of fruit, LOOKS at it, and then TAKES A BITE! Oh! My! God! I laughed so hard I just about peed myself!" Nurse David is so much fun. He can make anything sound funny, the way he tells it. He talks in this really exaggerated way that's kinda girly, even though his voice is really deep, and he makes these big gestures all over the place when he talks. Only, right now, he's just gesturing with one of his hands `cause he's fingering my butt with the other one, and I'm moaning `cause his fingers feel SOOO good, and I'm laughing `cause he's SOOOO funny! And Mr. Reinhold comes back, and he apologizes for talking mean to me, and that's nice, and Nurse David says, "Hello, Doug," and Mr. Reinhold ignores him, which isn't nice, and then he sorta stands there like he expects me to tell Nurse David to go away so he can fuck me more. Like I'm gonna tell Nurse David to go away . . . for Mr. Reinhold?!? . . . yeah, right! But I just smile at him and say `Thank you. Maybe I'll see you later' and I go back to laughing with Nurse David and moaning at how great his fingers feel up inside me. Nurse David gives the best hugs in Austin . . . I bet they're the best hugs in the United States, maybe in the whole world! He's got HUGE arms, and a HUGE belly, and he's like, furry, but not scratchy, and when he hugs you, he sorta leans into you and curls all around you and squeezes you just the perfect amount! And he always calls you `sweetheart' . . . unless you're being stinky, and then he calls you by your name, but he never does that with me . . . well, almost never. Papi says he's a `bear', but I think he's a TEDDY bear . . . but that's not a real animal. Really, he's like an orangutan, with those big hairy, huggy arms. Nurse David slides his fingers out of my butt, winks at me, and says, "You ready for some dick, sweetheart?" And I nod my head, really emphatically, and I say, "Uh huh! Yes please!!" And he says, "Well, I'll just go see if I can find you some!" And he walks away! But he comes right back, right away, and winks at me, and says, "Found one!" And he sticks his own cock right into my hole. YUM! He fucks me nice and hard, with his big hands wrapped around my shoulders and the back of my neck, and he keeps saying, "Oh sweetheart, your pussy is magic . . . you are unbelievably fuckable!" And I am SOOOO happy to have Nurse David fucking me, and SOOOO happy to have him smiling down at me with his big broad face with its big broad cheeks . . . I can't help smiling back at him, SUPER wide. And he makes a face and says, "I can't believe how lucky I am to be fucking you right now. I just want to fill your little butt up! Oh my God . . . OH my God . . . OH MY GOD!" And he's really `pounding my pussy' now, and then he gasps, and pushes his cock up into me, and his big hands on my shoulders feel like they're trying to pull me inside of him, and I can feel his cock pulsing in my ass. And Nurse David is breathing really heavy, and shaking his head side to side, and he leans over and gives me a long sloppy kiss, mostly on my mouth, and says, "THANK YOU, sweetheart! That was inCREDible!!" And he keeps breathing hard, like he can't catch his breath, until Dr. J walks up and hugs him, and kisses him, and says, "Are you okay, honey? Do you want to sit down for a minute?" ******** I look up from Elijah White's fat, black, teen booty . . . actually, from the sight of my cock disappearing again and again into Elijah White's fat, black, teen booty . . . and it looks like David Vazquez may have overextended himself. I slide out, give my apologies to Elijah and head over to Juanito as Amos slides back into his son's hole. But Dr. J has already helped David take a seat in a nearby chair and has returned his attention to my son. As I walk up, Dr. J is looking down at Juanito, gravely. He asks him, "How's my patient? Feeling patient?" Juanito giggles, and I roll my eyes. They do this routine every time he visits Dr. J, and neither of them ever gets tired of it. Juanito gives the expected response, "I'm feeling very patient. Are you feeling every patient?" Dr. J laughs as if he's never heard the line before, then leans down and kisses my son on the lips. "Today I'm feeling one, particular, very special patient." They don't need me. I roll my eyes one more time for good measure and change course for the plastic kiddie pool that we keep in the back corner of the basement, in case anyone is up for water sports. Vijay is on his hands and knees in the pool. Doug is fucking the shit out of him. I need to take a big piss, and I know Vijay would love to get hosed down while he's taking it up the ass. And if that freaks Doug out, all the better. I can hear him starting to ramp up his `Take my big dick you fucking faggot' shit, and if my pissing all over his bottom interrupts his flow . . . good! I'd like to shut him down without having to yell at him again. TO BE CONTINUED