Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2013 10:47:57 -0700 From: K K Subject: Kevin's Beautiful Son 3 This story is 100% fiction and has no basis in anything true or anyone real. All of the charters only live only in my head. Shit! Some of the boys in my head got out and landed in this story. Did you get one of them? All the Nifty disclaimers and rules apply to this story. You must be 18 or older to read this story. Enjoy! Kevin's Beautiful Son Scott's New Cloths I woke up in the early pre-dawn light in a pool of sweat; Scott was on his tummy resting on my chest between my legs. He is like a furnace. I could feel his warm breath as it blew across my chest; it smelled like little boy bad breath, I liked it. My hands intuition caused them to rub his back and bottom. He has the softest little ass mounds and I cannot help but to squeeze them. I dip my middle finger into his crevice and find his pucker. It is still slick from the lube. He moans and shifts on me smacking his little lips. I wiggle my fingertip and enter him, just a little, he does not move. I push a little further and manage to penetrate him just short of my second knuckle. He squirms but settles down, turning his head to the other side with a deep sigh. I now can smell the gel in his hair; I gently rub his back with my free hand leaving my finger up his hot bottom. My rock hard, drooling dick is secured between our tummies. I am content and slip back to sleep to the rhythm of his breathing. "Daddy," Scott giggled, pulling my finger out of his butt, "I have to wee." "A, what?" "I have to wee, Daddy." Scott giggled, sitting up between my legs. "Me too, Scotty." I sighed, rubbing Scott's soft tummy and hard wienie. Sunlight was streaming in my bedroom window catching the dust in the air; the clock said 8:30. I had been asleep for several hours with my finger up my little boy's bottom, awesome! As we shifted around to free ourselves from the tangle of sheets and each other, I brought my finger to my nose, it smelled nice, Scotty nice. We padded together to the bathroom to relieve our overflowing bladders. Scott watched as I pealed back my foreskin and started to piss. Then I watched him as he copied me, exposing his little dick head, just a bit. "Like this, Daddy?" Scott chirped. "That's right Son, you have better aim that way." I chuckled. I watched our yellow fluid cross and fill the porcelain bowl. The smell of piss permeated the cool morning air. I lifted my arm taking the smell of my body odor; Scott copied me, so cute. "We need to take a bath after breakfast, Buddy." I giggled, Scott smiled. Scott finished first and without shaking off, he happily padded to the living room and turned on the TV. Thinking about the dribbles trapped in his foreskin caused my dick to fill out, I wanted those dribbles. I shook the thought from my head and the last drops of piss from my dick. "I need to give the kid a break." I sighed to myself. I walked to the kitchen to see what we had to eat. I shook my head fondly as I saw Scott naked sitting on the floor watching TV, only a few feet away. He was squirming and wiggling as usual, laughing occasionally at the cartoons and was picking his nose, God, I love the kid. "Scott, want some cereal?" "Nope-a-do-do, Daddy." "What about some scrambled eggs and bacon?" "Eggs are yucky, Daddy," Scott complained, smiling at me, "can I have bacon and peanut butter, please?" "You got it, Buddy." The table is small and we sit very close to each other. He was on the edge of his chair one leg tucked underneath him, the other swinging randomly in the air. I watch as Scott pushes a piece of bacon into the jar of peanut butter, it breaks of course. I dip my toast into the yoke of my egg and offer him a bite but he refuses. I mess his hair as he digs the bacon out of the jar, retrieving it, pushing the bacon and his fingers into his mouth. He goes through this exorcise until both pieces bacon are gone. I had a spoon for him but he preferred his fingers. "Can I have a taste Scotty?" "Here you go, Daddy." Scott said, scooping some peanut butter with his wet fingers. I sucked the peanut butter from his small fingers looking into his sweet face, his cheeks covered with peanut butter. My dick grew as I cleaned his hand with my tongue tenderly sucking each of his slim digits before kissing them. Then I leaned over and licked his cheek. "That's silly, Daddy," Scott giggled, flinching "don't lick me!" "But you are yummy!" I cheered, hoisting him into my arms. He wrapped his legs around my waist, his limp dick pressed into my pubes as we walked to the bathroom, my hard dick slapping his bottom. He nervously helped me get the bath ready. I wonder why he is so afraid of water. I get in first and pick him up and over the rim of the bathtub. He grabs for the bottle of bubble bath and empties about half into the water. A huge mound of bubbles starts to from. "I'm sorry, Daddy!" Scott panics, "Please don't be mad to me!" "It is okay, Sweetie, Daddy is not mad at you." I whisper into his ear, kissing his head. I hold him to my body and rub his chest with the soapy water. He settles into me and I feel his tension ease. What kind of fucked up home did he come from. I lean over and kiss his sticky cheek. "We will just have extra bubbly-bubbles to play with." I chuckled, glad to see him smile. I rubbed my hands all over his body as he played in the bubbles with his toy boat. I did not let his dick go without attention and he stayed hard the whole time as I lusted after my small Son. My dick was aching. I washed his hair with the shower wand, a lot easier with short hair. He protested as I wiped his face with a damp wash cloth but smiled at me once his face was clean. "Stand up and let me wash your bottom, Sweetie." I hissed "All righty, Daddy." Scott said happily, moving his boat through the air making a rocket sound. I massaged the bubble bath on his gorgeous white globes, slipping my fingers into his soft little crack. He just kept playing with his boat; I kept working his ass and dick. I slipped my finger all around his little back entrance without any complaints. God, I want to eat his tight little ass, but I also wanted to give him a break from the sex. Finally I rinsed him off, lifted him, and set him on the tile outside of the tub. Scott watched as I quickly stood washed my own body under the shower. God, I wanted my aching dick to go down. I slipped under the water, tilted my head back and started to wash my hair when I felt something weird on my dick. "All right Captain, we landed on the dock," Scott said in a funny play voice, "everyone off!" Scott had his boat on top of my dick and was walking his fingers from it up onto my chest pretending people were getting off; this kid was fucking cute as hell! People randomly got tangled in my pubes and would fall. "Okay, Buddy, let me get out." I chuckled at my adorable Son, his tiny fingertips playing in my pubes. We stood at the sink and we brushed our teeth and fixed our hair. It was fun to spike up his little Mohawk. I put deodorant on and he wanted some too. I pretended to put some under his arms. Both of our dicks had gone down, thank God. I checked my upper lip but there were not enough whiskers to shave yet. Scott watched carefully as I trimmed my pubes and pits. I carried him to the bed room and sat him on the bed while I dug through his suitcase for something for him to wear. When I turned around he was facing the living room on his tummy, legs bent at the knee, his feet dangling in the air kicking. I was staring dead on into the deep dark spot that hid his tinny ass hole, my dick started to fill out rock hard once again. "Fuck it." I sighed to myself. I slid up between Scott's legs and spread them a little. He dropped his feet to the mattress. I started massaging and kissing his silky ass cheeks. I parted them and looked into his sweet little wrinkled entrance. I had spent too much time washing him there; it only smelled like soap, too bad. I pressed my lips against his pucker and kissed him deeply. He rose up a little and looked back smiling. "Is my bottom squeaky clean, Daddy?" Scott chirped, loving the attention. "Clean enough to eat, Scotty, clean enough to eat." I hissed. I started to lick at Scott's little bung hole, loving it when he would flinch it. He tasted awesome! I started to get the tip of my tongue into him past the soap taste and into his unique special Scott taste. I slipped my hand under him and found his dick, it was hard. I kept licking and slurping at his little bottom. He kept pushing back offering himself to my wanting tongue. We were both moaning softly. "That feels funny Daddy," Scott sighed, "funny and nice." After the second commercial break Scott turned his head to the side, closed his eyes and rested on his folded arms. He was done with TV. His ass was saturated with spit along with his balls and the sheet below. My dick had made a big wet spot too, on the side of the bed. The room was beginning to smell like sex. I continued to lick his sweet little bottom for another ten minutes. "Rollover, Sweetie and I will give you a raspberry on your wienie." "Okay, Daddy." Scott whispered. I helped him turn over, delighted to see his bright blue eyes and gleaming smile. I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips. I thought about using my tongue a little but thought it may be better to try that when my tongue had not just been pulled from his ass. I kissed down his body pleased to find his little fingers playing with his foreskin, I took over. "That's nice, Daddy." Scott sighed, "I'm ready for my raspberry," our new code word for blow job. I slipped my lips over his dick, dancing my tongue in his foreskin. I continued to rub over his tight little opening as I sucked his dick; I got the left over pee that was hiding in the folds of flesh that covered his gland. I kept rubbing over his ass hole; it was loosening up to the idea. My finger started to dip in a little as he got used to me rubbing him there. I wanted the lube but getting it could ruin the mood. Spit would have to work. I started to drool as I sucked his hard little spike, enjoying his little squeaks and moans as I rolled my spit around and into his foreskin. I poked at his piss slit and massaged his dickhead with my tongue. Fuck! My finger started to inter him sliding in spit to my second knuckle. He tensed up. "Does that hurt, Sweetie?" I whispered to him "I don't want to hurt you; I want to make you feel good." "No Daddy, it doesn't hurt, but," Scott said, with a frightened look on his face. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked, Scott shook his head no, I pushed my finger further. "I'm not supposed to," Scott wimpered, "I get spanked when I put my fingers up my bottom." "Well no one will spank you now, not for anything." I sighed, before returning my lips to his dick. Scott smiled and relaxed, he relaxed a lot. I don't know where he got the idea that he would get spanked from my finger up his ass; I was the only one who would spank him. As I worked my finger up his bottom he became looser, loos enough to finger fuck him. He jumped when I buried my finger deep inside of him and his dick swelled out, bingo! "Daddy, what are you doing? That feels weird in my tummy." "Just enjoy it, Baby, just enjoy it." I kept it up and I had him lost in his pleasure. Fuck, I was lost in his pleasure. I was sucking like crazy while my finger went in and out of his ass gently. I came up on my knees and pushed his legs into the air. My tongue plunged back into his hot little hole. Scott moaned loudly as I slurped trying to get my tongue all the way into him. His dick in one hand mine in the other I jerked the hell out of us. "Daddy, STOP!" Scott cried in orgasm, "It feels too nice, Daddy!" My mouth was back on his dick and my finger up his ass as he quaked, twitched and trembled. My finger was nearly pinched off when his ass clapped down. I had his foreskin retracted and was swirling my tongue on his gland as it throbbed in utter pleasure. "Oh, Daddy." Scott sighed as he collapsed "Okay, Baby, my turn!" I rose, hoping not to scare the boy, but I had to cum, I had to cum on him. With his feet resting on my shoulders I pumped my dick. I started to kiss his little feet; suddenly my cum shot out and onto his dick, tummy and chest. Scott had wide eyes and his mouth was hanging open as I shot load after load on him. Then his expression softened. He smiled sweetly, but then it turned devilish. "My turn, Daddy." I was suddenly hit in the chest with a warm stream of piss, fuck not my sheets! I grabbed the little shit and rolled him on top of me. Both of us were laughing like mad. He kept holding his piss and then letting it go. I let him straddle me on my chest as we calmed down, panting. He was holding his dick pointing it at my face. "Remember to do it like I showed you, Sweetie," I panted, "pull the skin back." Scott smiled and I opened my mouth, he took a few deep breaths. I watched his little dick head peek out of his foreskin, fucking cute! He let me have it as he sighed out. He did not have much piss left but his aim was on, most of it ended up in my mouth. His piss was bright yellow and tasted very strong; the kid needed to drink more water. He rested on me, our wet bodies sticking together, the room smelling of cum, sweat, and piss. We stayed like that for about twenty minutes, dozing. "Daddy?" "Yes, Baby." "Why do you like doing bad things with me?" "They are not bad, Sweetie." I sighed, rubbing his damp, tacky back. "They aren't?" Scott said, sounding confused. Scott picked his head up and looked me dead in the eyes, and then he smiled, resting his head back down to my chest. "I'm glad, Daddy." Scott sighed, circling my nipple with his finger. "We need to take a quick shower and get to the store, Sweetie," I said, "We will take a shower together, okay?" "Okay, Daddy." Once again I tried to explain cum to Scott as I washed him; once again he didn't get it. I was starting to like rolling around in the only juice his dick could make after we had sex. It never occurred to me to let him pee in my mouth until just that moment, it was fun. I may need to get a plastic cover for the mattress. After fixing our hair, and getting him dressed in the best of the horrible cloths that accompanied him, we headed to the laundry room. I carried the wet sheets trying to keep them off of my cloths. "Daddy, I don't like shopping for dumb old clothes, the store smells funny." Scott whined. "It just smells like a clothes store, Buddy," I reassured, "it will be fun, you'll see." "Grrrrrrrr!" Juan's little brother jumped out from behind a bush, Scott and I jumped, Scott started to cry. "Jaime, NO!" Juan yelled at the boy from the pool. "I sorry, I was just playing." The small boy said, lifting a bear mask off of his face. The kid was defiantly cute, buzzed hair, big brown eyes and a sweet but concerned face. I don't think he meant for Scott to cry. He was wearing wet cartoon briefs and the bear mask. I comforted Scott as he got over having the shit scared out of him. "Sorry, Kev." Juan said, taking his brothers hand and jerking him, "Don't do that shit,little Brother." "Hi Juan." Scott whispered, hiding slightly behind me. "Hey, Buddy." Juan said, gently poking the palm of his hand on Scott's gelled up spikes. "I'm Jaime." "Hi Jaime, been in the pool?" I asked, squatting down in front of the boy, rubbing his wet bottom through his briefs. "More wet sheets, Kev?" Juan chuckled. I just shrugged my shoulder and smiled up at the cute thirteen-year-old. Juan smiled at me as I ran my fingers lightly over the miniscule lump in the front of his little brother's underwear before standing. "Do you want to play with us, Scott?" Jaime squeaked. "Maybe when we get back from the store, Buddy" I interrupted. "Here, let me get those so you don't mess up your cloths, Kev," Juan said, grabbing the wet sheets from me and holding them against his body, "I can just jump in the pool after." "Are you sure, I will pay you to wash them." I suggested. "Oh, you will pay me, you can count on that." Juan said slyly, chuckling. "I look forward to it." I whispered, rubbing my fingers across his soft cheek, gazing into his sparkling brown eyes. Scott and I walked past the playground on our way to the bus stop. Scott was still complaining about have to go shopping. My eyes were already on the twin boys around ten or so playing in the water feature. There was a naked toddler there too. My dick was starting to chub as I watched the wet, low hanging shorts on the boys, their V that plunged from their tummies into the front of their shorts, and the little bit of butt crack that was showing. They were skinny, pale white with dark black hair, and they had the cutest little bubble butts. "Come on Daddy." Scott said, pulling me in the direction of the swings. "Sure thing, Buddy" I whispered, still staring at the three wet boys playing. I pushed Scott on the swing as I observed the lump in the boys wet hanging shorts. I was sure that if I got closer I could see the shape of their dicks, maybe even tell if they were cut or not. The toddler was sitting on the ground, legs spread wide showing off his cute little cut package to the world, sweet. Why do boys have to cover at such a young age, the older boys would be much more fun to watch if they were naked. I looked down and my dick was becoming obvious. "Shit! Come on Scott." I said, pulling Scott from the swing. I followed one of the wet ten-year-olds into the restroom. He was standing at the far end of the piss trough with his shorts pushed down past his butt. He turned slightly away when we came in. I stood next to him, uncomfortably close for him. Scott stood by the door waiting. I pulled my half hard dick out and held it so he could see. The kid kept glancing at my dick and gasped as I slid the skin back from my swelling gland.I let go of some piss, the kid had not started yet, bashful I guess. The small restroom stank of urine, I added to it. His bubble butt was soft looking and I wanted to rub it, I held back. "How's the water?" I asked. "What?" The startled kid asked, looking up at me, unintentionally turning so I got a good look at his little cut dick, cute, very cute, and hairless. "How's the water in the water play area?" "It feels good." The boy said nervously, finally releasing his bladder, his eyes fixed on my dick, mine on his. "We may go in latter, is it cold?" I asked, stroking my hard dick for him to see. "You'll like it, its fun. I got to go, Mister." The kid said, forcing up his wet shorts over his hard on, darting to the door. The two boys were staring at us and giggling as we left the park. I was happy to give one of them a little show. I waved to them and they waved back enthusiastically. "Do you know them, Daddy?" "Not yet, Sweetie," I sighed "not yet." We got on the bus and ended up in the two front seats that faced the center aisle. There were two teenage boys across the aisle doing their best to look like Justin Bieber. One was a little heavy with a round face and brown hair, the other was Asian with dark eyes and a thin build. They had on skinny jeans that showed off their dicks well. Beside them they held their skateboards. As I gazed into the Aisin boy's crotch I thought about Trevor, I wondered if he knew them. I wondered if he had fucked them. As the bus pulled up to the stop both boys stood, their t-shirts fell blocking my view of their crotches. I leaned forward a little and took a deep breath. I could smell that familiar smell, a hint of teenage puberty. My dick stirred as one of the boys reached for the upper hand rail. His shirt raised and I got a glimpse of his skin above the boxers he exposed, nice little lump in the front. His arm pit was hairless. I let my leg bumped into him before he got off the bus, he did not notice. "Donalds, Daddy!" Scott shouted, pointing to the McDonalds across the street. "We'll get something to eat at the Mall, Sweetie." "Daddy?" "Yes, Baby." "What's a Mall?" "That is where we are going to buy you some new cloths." At the next stop an older woman got on the bus with a little boy. They sat across from us in the seats vacated by the teenagers. He was a sweet locking Hispanic boy who had on light blue shorts, a blue stripped tank top and sandals, little toe tips showing. His light brown curly hair was to his shoulders and he had a pleasant soft looking face with huge Doe eyes. He wore glasses and had a cheerful grin, missing his two front teeth. His arms were thin and I liked the way his shoulders slipped out of the arm holes of his tank top. He pulled one of his small legs up and rested his foot on the edge of the seat with his chin on his knee. I could see colorful briefs in the gaping leg of his shorts. His brown skin got a lot lighter up his leg closer to his crotch and his thigh looked tasty and tender. My dick was growing thick again. I put my arm around Scott and pulled him in for a hug, kissing the top of his head. I wondered what it would be like to suck the soft skin between the boy's inner thigh and balls as I gazed up the little boy's shorts, we smiled at each other. "Daddy!" Scott exclaimed "Is this it? Whoa, look at the size of this place." The bus pulled up to the Beverly Center Mall and about half the bus emptied out. I held Scott's hand tight as we made our way into the maze of stores and mass of people. I followed several boys around the Mall getting as close as possible to them, even bumping into a few. In the arcade I got close enough to a seven year-old to softly rub his butt through his jeans, taking in the smell of the kid. His older brother gave me a weird look and pulled the kid away. I needed to get shopping or I would rape one of them right in the middle of the Mall! "This is it Scott, Premier Kids." "Daddy, the cloths all look new." Scott whispered. "Of course, Kiddo" I chuckled, pulling him into the store. He was in heaven. I figure out quickly the reason the other stores he had been in smelled funny was because they were thrift stores. I helped him try on several things as he chattered about how much fun it was to be shopping with me. I opened the package of cartoon briefs he had picked out. "One last thing to try on, sweetie," I sighed "here try on these Spiderman briefs, Scott. Perfect!" We rang up the sale and I asked if I could take him back into the dressing room to put on the new stuff. I pulled a few things from the bag and took Scott back into the dressing room. A cute little naked boy went running by and into the main part of the store followed by a frantic woman. As I took off Scotts old clothes I took in his cute little body again, he looked so small and fragile when he was naked. I stood him up on the bench seat and kissed his little wienie. "Daddy!" Scott giggled, pushing my lips from his dick. "Just a little raspberry, Scotty" I whispered, as quietly as I could. Scott rolled his hips forward to offer me his dick, hands on his hips. I let my shorts and boxers fall to the floor and grabbed my dick that had been hard, leaking, and aching the whole time he was trying on clothes. I wrapped my dick in his old underwear and took his dick into my lips. I loved the way his soft dick felt in my mouth with his beautiful long foreskin. His crotch held the smell of sweat and the Underoos he had tried on. His dick did not stay soft long and soon I could tell he was nervously enjoying the thrill of being in such a public place having his hot little spike sucked. I moaned on his dick pushing my tongue to meet his dick head and shot my load into his old undies. The small cubical filled with the smell of cum. "Okay Daddy, stop," Scott giggled quietly, "we are going to get all caught." I squeezed the last of my cum out of my dick and stashed the soaked underwear under the seat behind some trash that was there. Then I helped him get dressed playing with his hard little spike through his cloths. He was wearing batman this time with some blue plaid shorts and an oversized red tank top with the Hulk busting out of it on the front. He could show off his cute little feet in the red flip flops he had on. We walked to the front of the store to get our bags. "Do you mind tossing these in the trash?" I asked the clerk, handing her his old cloths. Once again I was watching the burger from his happy meal roll in his mouth as he chatted about his new cloths, I had gotten a steak burrito from a different stand in the food court. I was of course checking out all of the boys and the place was full of them. I was instantly horny again. Maybe Scott will want to take a nap and I can see what Juan is up to, time to go. We rode the bus near the back, Scott by the window, I was next to him. We each had a bag on our laps and I wondered how far my meager saving would go, the kid still needed more stuff. Scott did not seem to be slowing down, still going on about being at the giant store. Luckily he forgot about the toy store. I watched the back of two black boys sitting across and up from us. It was hard to tell but they looked to be about ten or so. It was interesting to watch their heads roll with the motion of the bus. One of them had his leg sticking out in the aisle a little, bouncing his leg, fidgety. His knee was knobby and the bottoms of his feet were almost white, his black flip flops were dangling from his toes. My dick throbbed as I thought about licking and kissing the cute little black toes. I bet his dick would be awesome to suck. We rolled up to our stop, I sighed, and we got off the bus. The park was empty when we walked by and I resisted Scott's attempt for me to take him to the swings. "Maybe tomorrow, Sweetie" "Ah, just a little, Daddy, please?" "We need to put your stuff away and rearrange the Dresser. We will come back some other day." I said I looked around the playground, nothing here to make me want to hang out at the park, just some older guy doing stuff on his cell phone. Scott took off in a dash for the fort and I took a seat on the bench by the water feature. I found a boy's lost sock and put it in my pocket for later. That is when I figured out that the man was taking pictures, pictures of Scott. "Come here Scotty!" I was right the man followed Scott with his cell phone as Scott ran in my direction, and why not, Scott was beautiful. But still, I did not like the idea of a stranger taking his picture. Maybe it was just my imagination. "Yes, Daddy?" "Let me have your flip flops, they keep flipping and flopping off of your feet." "No, Daddy, I have to go potty." Scott danced, holding his dick. "Good, let's go home, the potty here is dirty." I was happy to be back in my apartment and away from the man who was taking pictures of Scott, creepy. Then I realized that my cell phone was full of pictures of boys I did not know. I flipped through a few while listing to Scott's piss splash into the toilet. We got the dresser rearranged with Scott's new cloths along with mine. I hung up the button down shirts we had gotten in the closet. Scott was looking out of the window at the boys playing at the pool. "Do you want to go to the pool, Sweetie?" I asked, rubbing Scott's back, checking out the kids at the pool. Scott did not answer so I pulled his shirt off. He did not resist or help. Then I tugged at his shorts and he stepped out of them. "You will be with me, Daddy?" Scott said, with a frightened look on his face. "Of course, you can't go to the pool by yourself, silly" I said, reaching for his underwear. I squatted in front of my small naked boy and rubbed my hands over his body. I found his soft little dick and rolled it in my fingers making it hard. Scott smiled back and pulled at my shirt, I was happy to remove it, and my shorts. I picked him up and carried him to the bed, raspberry time. You could smell the odor of Scott's dry piss in the bare mattress. Scott closed his eyes and had the slight Scott smile on his face I have come to love. I played with his toes and gently rubbed his legs and up his body. When I got to his little balls I rolled the small objects hiding in his small wrinkled sack. I kissed his lips softy rubbing my tongue over them, Scott giggled. I kissed his little under arm and Scott did not even flinch. I stood briefly to remove my boxers and quickly returned to my boy. He smelled amazing, sweet and young. His skin felt hot under my lips. His tummy was rising and falling as I danced my tongue in his small deep belly button, he squirmed a little. I was only inches from my target. There was a knock at the door, I chose to ignore it. I moved in and slid the end of Scott's foreskin in my mouth. I could taste the remains of the piss he had just taken. Another knock at the door. "Hey, Kev, here are your sheets," Juan said, walking through the unlocked door, "shit, I'm sorry!" "It is okay, we were just getting ready to go to the pool" I scrambled looking for cover. "Hi Juan, can you and Jaime go to the pool with us?" Scott said, sitting up, his spit covered boner pointing straight out. "Sure, I guess." Juan said, looking away from my small boy. I managed to get my boxers on, backwards, and could feel the heat radiating from my red face. I watched Juan put the sheets in my chair and turn for the door. "Its cool, Kev," Juan said, turning to me smiling, "I like to do that with Jaime sometimes, he likes it." And with that he was gone "Daddy, you will stay right with me?" "Of course, Sweetie, let's try out your new board shorts." Scott looked cute as hell in his Hawaiian print blue board shorts that hung just past his knees. His little tummy stuck out just a little and his bottom filled out the back just right. I slipped on the shorts I had for years and found them too tight so I had to wear just a regular pair of shorts. Scott squeezed my hand tighter and tighter as we got close to the water. Soon we were standing by the steps that lead into the refreshing water. "Daddy?" Scott's voice and body trembling. "I won't let go, now let's get cooled off." We eased into the water and it truly felt amazing on this hot L.A. day. There was about a half dozen kids at the pool. I could feel Scotty's confidence build and soon he was splashing nearby with a little girl about his age. I had seen the girl before and woman sitting nearby was her mother. I looked past her to the two teenage boys talking to a cute girl. You could tell they were playing the game of adolescent sparing for the girls attention. They were so cute and their bodies were thin but showing some muscle tone. They, like most boys their age, had the Justin Bieber haircut, brown hair in a swirl, framing their tanned faces. And like most boys their age they had a few blemishes, cute, the prefect age. One of them put his hands behind his head and twisted his body. I could see his ribs and forming abbs, he has the softest dusting of pit hair. "Fuck." I hissed under my breath. As much as I liked the sexual relationship I was building with Scott, I longed for cum, teenage cum. And I bet the young Justin want-a-be could deliver the tasty nourishment I needed, but how? "Yippee!" Jamie shouted, jumping into the water next to me. He had a mesh bag full of small toy boats. He got them out one by one and showed them to Scott and the girl. The three of them seemed to be having a good time and Scott was becoming even more accustomed to the water. Juan walked up to the other teenagers and they all did the traditional fist bump. As they chatted the arm pit hair boy put his arm around Juan's shoulder, buddy like. My dick was filling out, a couple of little wet cuties on my left and three cute teenagers handling each other on my right. "Cannon Ball!" The three boys shouted in unison. They dashed for the pool. The two older boys hit the water first followed by Juan. They made a huge splash. "Whoa Daddy, did you see that?" Scott shouted. "That was cool, Scotty!" I cheered, joining in the excitement. "Juan does that all the time but if they get caught they will have to get out." A very proud little brother explained. "Do you do it with him sometimes, Jaime?" "Sometimes, if he catches me," Jaime sighed "I'm not supposed to go where I can't touch." "I don't want to go where I can't touch!" Scott added. "Hey, Kev," Juan panted out of breath, "This is Jeff and Will." We fist bumped and I was happy to be close to the three teenage boys. Juan explained that the two of them actually lived in the building next door. Their Dad did work around both building so it was okay for them to use the pool. I found out that Will, AKA arm pit hair boy, was sixteen and Jeff just turned fifteen a few months ago. "I'll race you to the end of the pool!" Jeff shouted to Juan. "Is he your nephew or something?" Will asked, "you guys kind of look alike." "He is my son, Scott. He just came to live with me a few days ago." "He's cute, I like his matching Mohawk." Will sighed, rubbing his shoulder and rolling his arm. I decided not to inquire about his obvious pain and offer to massage his shoulder. I just enjoyed talked to the sixteen-year-old catching glimpses of his sweet wet pit hair and the nice sized lump in his shorts. He dipped himself under the water and came up flipping his hair out of his face, another close up pit shot for me. I decided right then and there that one day I was going to seduce the boy and fuck him, fuck him hard! I was chubbing up. Juan and Jeff came splashing back to us, interrupting the mindless conversation I was having with Will. "Will you keep an eye on Jaime so I can check out the new 3D Boat Race game Jeff just got, please?" Juan begged. "Okay, but don't be more than an hour." I said pulling Scott and Jaime to me, "pick up your boats, it is time to get out." "Ah, Daddy, do we have to." Scott whined. "I will fry if I stay in the pool any longer and so will you, Scotty," I said, squeezing Jaime's shoulder, giggling "us Gringo's can't be in the sun to long, Kiddo." I made sure the door was locked this time as the two soggy little boys flipped through the TV channels looking for cartoons. I retrieved two towels from the bathroom and slipped my shorts off, tossing them over the shower rod. I secured one towel around my waist and made my way to the entranced little boys standing in front of the flashing screen. Jaime's bottom was so cute in his wet little cartoon briefs. I pulled Scott's board shorts off and rubbed his body with the towel. I tickle him as I dried his small body. He flinched and squeaked as I messed with him. Then I dried his dick, bottom and balls, making skin to skin contact as often as possible. Jaime kept glancing at us. "There you go, Buddy," I said, swatting his cute little butt, "do you think you can get two glasses of juice without spilling?" "Yes, Daddy." Scott chirped, dashing for the kitchen. I knelt behind Jaime and worked his snug wet briefs from his body steadying him as he lifted each foot. I gave him the same attention as I did Scott; that is until I found his small little helmet. It was held so close to his body he hardly had a shaft when he was soft. I started to roll his little boyhood in my fingers, he did not move. "Does Juan do this for you sometimes, Sweetie?" I asked, kissing the side of his head. He shook his head yes and I could feel the blood filling out his shaft and gland, my fingers danced on his tight little brown nut sack. I let my towel fall from my body and I pulled Jaime into me. I started to stroke his little dick, my free hand roamed his body. I pressed my dick into his butt crack. Pre cum started flowing and I began to rub my dick into the small carves between his brown little mounds. Jaime rested back into my embrace, Juan was teaching him well. "Here is your juice, Jaime," Scott peeped, "will you do my wienie too, Daddy?" Jaime snapped out of his young sexed up trance and pulled away taking his juice with him. I was going to get off with the two youngsters, I had to! We all wanted it! I got up and grabbed the sheets, heading off to set my trap. I peeked in on them when it seemed a little too quiet. Jaime was stretched out on the floor, I watched my Son take the boys dick in his mouth. I stroked gently squeezing pre com out of my foreskin sliding it over my shaft. I loved watching my son give head. "My turn" Scott said. I watched as Scott stretched out and Jaime sat up. He played with Scott's foreskin giggling. Then the boy rested down and took my Son's dick in his mouth. The boys little bobbing head was so cute. Jaime quickly pulled off when I came back into the room. He looked scared. "Come with me boys I'll show you a trick." Scott sprang to his feet clapping; Jaime was a little more cautious. I showed the two little boys how they could suck each other at the same time. I decided to watch them and jack off. I would fuck Jaime another day. I took Juan's underwear from my night stand and brought them to my nose. They were thick with the smell of the young teen. I stood at the foot of the bed watching the two little guys playing with one another's dick; sucking, licking, and kissing. Another boy's dick in Scott's mouth seemed so natural and sweet. I wrapped Juan's underwear around my dick and took Jaime's small foot in the other. I started to jack off watching the two little boys, I playing with little toes, faster and faster. I tossed the underwear aside not wanting to spoil the Juan small with my cum. I unloaded onto the children all over Jaime's legs and Scott's face. "You're silly, Daddy, you didn't wait for us." Scott giggled, before returning to his hard little treat. "I know; Juan can do the same thing!" Jaime giggled, before returning Scott's dick to his lips. I decided to let the boys explore each other alone so I got dressed and turned on some TV, not cartoons. For the next thirty minutes I listened to the high pitched squeaks and giggles coming from the bedroom. I was overtaken by a warm content feeling, thinking about my life and how much it had changed in such a short time. Before I knew it I was alone with Scott and I was tucking him in. "Daddy?" "What is it, Sweetie?' I asked kissing his forehead. "I love you, Daddy." Scott said wrapping his arms around my neck hugging me tightly. "I love you too, sweetie, I love you bunches." I sighed, tweaking his little nose. I sat in my chair, drinking a beer as the clock approached midnight. The TV was on but I was not watching. I pulled my dick out of the fly of my boxers, thought about fucking Will. I started the slow movements sliding my foreskin softly. I could hear the sounds of skate boards off in the distance, more teenagers, I thought. The sound got closer and then stopped. I settled back in. "Where were we, Will?" I sighed, stroking my dick. I closed my eyes and pictured me sucking on Will's pit hairs, his teenage body odor filling my senses as I played with his eager dick. I could see the picture of the boy I had painted in my mind, his sweet skinny body showing signs of early manhood, I imagined his dick to be thick and his balls hanging loosely between his legs, loaded with cum, and waiting to be emptied. He smiles sweetly into my eyes, we kiss. I was taken back to reality when someone knocked on my door. "Fuck!" I hissed I pulled on my shorts trying to do something with my aching dick, fuck, who could it be, Juan maybe? I opened the door and could smell beer, beer and Trevor. "What do you want, Trevor?" I asked, concerned for the fourteen-year-old out so late. "I'm spending the night at Brian's." Trevor slurred. "Well, I'm not Brian, come in out of the doorway," I said taking Trevor's hand, "but be quiet, Scott is sleeping." "Oh sorry Dude, I didn't know you had someone over," Trevor said plopping down on the couch, "can I just crash for a few?" "Scott is my Son, you can sleep on the couch." I said rubbing Trevor's shoulder. I was taking in his soft teenage boy smell hiding under the smell of beer on him. I wish I could remember the night we spent together. He leaned up against me and I felt the tenderness of the drunk boy. "I fucked up, Kev." Trevor sighed. "How is that, Trev?" "I tried to kiss Brian after he had some beer, I though he liked me," Trevor said, holding back a belch, "he got pissed and through me out, I didn't know where to go." I looked into Trevor's sweet, all be it drunk, face and saw a hurt little boy. He must have really liked Brian. How could anyone be so cruel to this innocent little fourteen-year-old. He was so venerable and naive. I held him rubbing the back of his sweaty shirt. "Kev?" "What is it, Trev?" I asked, looking deep into his sweet drooping eyes. "Will you fuck me again, and can I fuck you back?" So much for the innocent little boy, I guess we had quit a night the other day. The next thing I knew I was pulling his clothes off and passionately kissing him, my tongue plunged deep into his mouth. I needed some adult sex, even if it was with a fourteen-year-old. His dick and balls were dirty with a day's worth of sweat from the skate park, I loved it. I felt his tongue working my foreskin hitting the special spot just below my dick head. His ass tasted of shit and smelled even worse, I ate him up! Before I came out of the bedroom with the lube I made sure Scott was sound asleep, awesome! I pushed my fingers loaded with lube up the tight teenager's hole as we kissed. I turned him over onto his stomach and positioned my dick at his ass, it looked so small. Trevor grimaced as I started my decent to his bowels, fuck he was tight and hot inside. I slipped my hands under him and found his hard dick, time to fuck! I rode his ass like a cheap whore and he loved it. His back sparkled with beads of sweat as my dick slid in and out of his inferno. The smell in the air was of sex and teenager, fucking amazing! I pushed my dick as far as I could into the wanting fourteen-year-old ass pit, my balls exploded, man I needed this fuck! Trevor moaned with passion as he felt my seed flow into his small teenage body. "Man, that feels awesome, Kev" Trevor moaned, squeezing my dick with his ass muscles. I fell to my back beside him panting. I squeezed the residue off of my dick and tasted Trevor's insides, fuck! The next thing I knew his tongue was in my mouth and we were kissing. "My turn, Kev." Trevor hissed. I felt the young teenager pull himself on top of my body; he seemed so small and light. He started to rub his dick in my crotch; it felt amazing, his hard, hot tool going to work. "Who showed you how to do this, Baby?" I Hushed. "You did, silly" Trevor said, burring his face into my neck. I pulled my legs up as Trevor humped my hard dick with his. I wanted to be fucked! I slid my hands down his tacky back and over his ass, my fingers dipped into his cum filled ass hole, awesome! I felt him squirt the lube onto my ass and he started to work it in with his finger, his long, thin, fourteen-year-old fingers. He sat up and positioned his dick, he pushed. "Oops, I missed." Trevor giggled, his dick sliding under my ass. I reached around and got a grip on his fucking hot little fuck stick. I positioned it and he pushed. There is nothing quite like a dick slipping into your ass and I loved it. I could feel every contour of his nice dick head and the ridge of his beautiful gland. He slowly sank deeper and deeper into me until his sparse, soft, pubes were against my balls, Fuck! He took on a different smell, a sex smell as he fucked me. I looked into his face as he concentrated on his pleasure. I have fucked with my ass full of cum so I knew just how he felt, incredible! I slid my hand up and down his sides as he plowed me. He went faster and harder. My feelings did not matter to him; I loved him lost in lust, deep in my ass. A fucking fourteen-year-old fuck rod hammering my willing ass; he pulled up ridged, sinking deep. I felt his dick pulsing, he was empting his love sauce into my body, just as I had done to him. Suddenly and without warning my dick started to spasm and shoot another load, fuck this was one of the best fuck sessions I had ever had! "Are you alright, Daddy?" Scott shouted, running to us, trying to push Trevor off. Wow, the response to chapter two was amazing, you guys have been awesome. If you have not dropped me a line yet but like the story please do, I will respond! Please let me know what you think and if you want to hear more about Kevin's and Scott's adventures! I like it when you share your personal stories too, I will share as well. That is a very special part of writing...to share with others. None of your true stories will ever end up in print from me...again, you guys are awesome! Please remember to donate to Nifty http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html