"Molested" by My Nephews

Chapter Two: Daddy Is SO Gonna Get It!

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A Note to the Reader

Hello Dear Reader,

I want to preface the publication of this story with a quick note. If you are just finding this, and haven't read Molested by My Baby Brother, I recommend starting there. This is the second novel in a series (of how many I am not sure), and a great deal of the story is missing if you do not begin with the first novel.

As always, I will attempt to add to each chapter, a note as to whether or not there is sex in the chapter. For chapter two, well, this is your jackpot ;-) This chapter is basically all sex. lol This chapter will likely be the most "sex-filled" chapter in this novel (at least it is at the moment lol).

I want to thank so many of you that reached out to me and said such wonderful, amazing things. I truly did not anticipation of such incredible things being said. Wow. I mean, you guys really made me feel incredible, and I hope that I can continue to do the same for you. Knowing your reactions to what I wrote, well, I've always been someone that enjoys causing others to feel pleasure, so, I can tell you that some of the things you said to me were... man lol freaking incredible. lol. Thank you for that. Sincerely.

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Chapter Two: Daddy Is SO Gonna Get It!

“Boys,” Teddy began, “I'm going to go run a nice, warm bath. Why don't we all hop in and have a nice leisurely soak. We can get each other all scrubbed up, and then we can go to bed so that we can be all rested up for the beginning of the week. What do you think about that?”

“Sounds like a good idea to me Daddy. I am kind-a tired.”

“Yeah, I'm tiewd too,” Scotty mewed, yawning.

“Okay boys, you hang out here for a few minutes while I get the bath ready and then I’ll come get you and we’ll all get in the bathtub and soak for a while.”

Teddy extricated himself from beneath his handsome boys and headed into the master bedroom to fill the large soaking tub with warm water. He added a fizzy bath bomb which rapidly filled the bathroom with the warm, soothing fragrance of English Lavender as the water roiled and rumbled and filled the tub with bubbles. Teddy quickly stripped and then quietly walked back to the living room to retrieve his boys.

“Okay guys, the water is ready,” he signaled quietly.

Joshy gave Daddy a sleepy grin and wrapped his arms around his little brother, moving gently to lift the boy. Standing and picking up a wilting Scotty in his arms, he carried his little lover to the bathroom. Daddy stepped into the tub and Joshy handed the little tyke to Daddy, then stepped in after them. The trio settled into the tub so easily, so naturally, that it was as if they had never stopped bathing together, Daddy leaning against the back of the large tub; Joshy sliding down Daddy’s front, capturing his throbbing cock between his legs and pulling it down so that it was forced to slide between the teen’s cheeks and over his hot pucker, settling back against Daddy’s strong, furry chest; and Scotty, after just a moment on his feet, was once again in the embrace of his older brother as he gently lowered the tired little boy into the warm water, trapping his own cock under his little brother’s slim little bum as he pulled him back against his smooth teen chest. As they sat on the couch, Joshy had been holding the exhausted little tyke in his lap gently caressing his face, stroking his hair, and planting little butterfly kisses on his lips and nose and cheeks and chin. His cock was rock hard, nestled between Scotty’s legs, smack up against his boy bits. Joshy resisted every temptation to thrust his cock up and down between the boy’s thighs. His entire body was abuzz with sexual energy and he was riding this new sensation, and enjoying it. His hands had been gently roaming all over his little lover’s body in a sensual way, almost putting the little cub into a trance-like state. He was watching TV, but wasn’t moving, his breath soft and even as his big brother gently caressed his beautiful little body. And now, with his sweet little brother resting snugly against him in the warm water, Joshy’s hands began gently moving all over the little pup’s body, caressing his perfect skin, and moving the very warm water all around him causing it to suck any remaining tension from his little body.

Scotty sighed and mewed, melting back against his big brother. He relaxed, his arms and legs went limp; they didn’t float to the top of the water because Joshy had wrapped his own legs over his little brother’s, the teen’s arms and hands rubbing all over his sweet, sexy little brother’s body keeping him submerged and holding him tight against his smooth chest. Scotty didn’t seem to realize that his big brother’s cock was practically knocking at his back door. Joshy knew the tyke was too tired to play, and had no intention of getting the boy roweled up. No, he would help his little brother relax some more, get him rinsed off with the deliciously fragrant water and then he would put his adorable little brother to bed. Joshy was tired too, but he was horny as hell, worked up in part by the stress of the day, and part by the anticipation of playing with Uncle Cody. He could also sense that while Daddy was also very worn out, he was also extremely horny. His still throbbing cock was clear evidence of that. He knew Daddy was just as anxious to rekindle his own sexual relationship with his brother as the boys were to start theirs with their uncle. Since Daddy didn’t know whether or not his brother had any STDs, he didn’t allow anything to happen, and Joshy was bound and determined that he was gonna ride Daddy hard before they went to bed.

Joshy leaned forward and softly flicked his tongue back and forth along his little brother’s neck, ever-so-gently giving a little suck here and there along the way. Scotty moaned softly as pleasure washed over his small form. The older boy’s tongue gently skimmed the edge of his little brother’s ear to keep the pleasurable sensations flowing. His ministrations were not enough to rouse the sweet little monkey from his sleepiness, rather just enough to send wonderful feelings through the little boy as he lay there relaxing, melting away into his big brother’s body. Joshy kept his lips and tongue in constant contact with his little brother’s erogenous zones during the entire seduction, whether it was his ears or neck or if he was gently kissing his cheeks or even down his back, every part of his body that the teen could move, participated in the ravishment. In addition to the movement of his tongue and lips, his soft feet massaged the boy’s feet and legs as his cock massaged the boy’s delectable hole, and his hands massaged any part of his little brother’s body that they could. Joshy whispered into his little lover’s ears as he did, accenting his words with staccato kisses all over his little prisoner’s face and neck.

“I love you so much my sexy little lover. You are so amazing! You amaze me every day with how smart, and sweet, and loving you are. You are such a cute, handsome little man. Feel your body relaxing. Let go, you sexy little minx. Let the stars explode inside you.”

Joshy planted soft, sensual little kisses all over his little brother’s neck and cheeks, his ears and nose, his eyes and chin. It’s a good thing I’m not wearing lipstick! the teen thought to himself, suppressing a giggle in the process as he pictured his little brother with his big brother’s lip prints all over his face and ears. Daddy peered quietly over the teen’s shoulder, straining to hear what his eldest was whispering into the tender ears of his youngest in between each of the kisses, as he watched the show that his son was putting on with his little brother. He smiled, tears running down his cheeks, as he saw how attuned his older son was to his little brother’s body, and how he gently pushed the little boy further down the pleasure spiral without rousing him. Daddy didn’t know it, but just as he and Cassie had whispered things like this into Joshy’s ears as he was falling asleep every night, so too did Joshy whisper positive compliments and affirmations like this into Scotty’s ears as he drifted off to sleep. For years, Joshy had poured the same love and affection into his little brother as their parents had. The little tyke remained on the edge of slumber, moaning and purring as his big brother softly stimulated sensual, sexual sensations from his toes to his nose. His face turned slightly and much like a cat or dog, he rubbed his cheek against his big brother’s. It was so fucking cute. Daddy wasn’t about to let Scotty be the only one being stimulated. He slowly gyrated his hips forcing his massive cock back and forth over the teen’s own puffy pucker and perineum. His hot breath washed over the back of his eldest son’s neck sending shivers down his spine as his hands wrapped around the teen’s chest. His fingers snuck in and he gently pinched Joshy’s nipples while simultaneously gently flicking his fingertips down his youngest’s sides, adding to the gentle stimulation.

The warm scent of lavender permeated the room, adding to the little tyke’s relaxation, and just like Joshy’s hypnotizing whispers, helping to keep the boy in a daze. Joshy’s hands moved slowly down Scotty’s shoulders and chest as he caressed his smooth silken skin, gently flicking each nipple, and continuing down the boy’s lithe little tummy. There were constant waves of pleasure washing through Scotty’s soft, sweet little body as his big brother continued the gentle stimulation which had started in the living room. The little tyke’s mind was blank; the only thing he could see were stars; stars exploding everywhere – he felt as though his entire body was filled with sparkling stars. Joshy’s rock-hard cock rubbed the boy’s perineum, silky sack and tight little pucker sending heated waves of pleasure up through the little pup’s body. He moaned softly and ground back against the teen’s reluctant ramrod. Stars exploded again.

“That’s it. Let it all go Baby. Let the water suck away the tension. See the stars exploding all around you. There’s nothing you can do to stop it, so just let it happen My Love. Feel the sparkles from your nose to your toes. Let the tingles consume you. Let them eat you up. It feels soooo good, doesn’t it? Yesssssss,” Joshy hissed quietly, almost like a slow air leak, into his little brother’s ear. “Just relax and let those tingles take you to ecstasy, Little Brother. I’m right here with you, and I’m taking you to ecstasy.”

The teen’s hands continued down and found his little brother’s stiffy as it flipped and wiggled back and forth. Joshy knew that his little brother was getting close to his climax as his little prick pulsed profusely, the muscles preparing to expel their sweet emulsion. His hands massaged the little tyke’s groin, pressing his little twig against his body with his forearms, rubbing it slowly and gently as he massaged his berries and taint. In Scotty’s mind, he saw stars exploding from the sensations caused by his big brother’s manipulations of his little dick. The young teen moved his hands down to his little brother’s legs as his fingers and thumbs undulated, gently applying pressure, and releasing it again as he moved his hands up and down Scotty’s legs. He gently massaged his little brother’s legs and feet, and though normally the tiny twerp was terribly ticklish, as Joshy massaged his feet, the little cub just moaned softly as he slowly wiggled his cute little buttocks on his big brother’s swollen schwanz causing waves of stars to explode up his legs and into his body. The older boy continued his way back up the younger boy’s legs and into his inner thighs, gently moving the warm water around his little boy bits.

“You are the sweetest little man ever. You are the best brother a boy could have. You mean the world to me you sexy little minx. I love you so much Scotty.”

Scotty’s moans were constant but soft. He felt as though he were wiggling all over with the torturous pleasure; though he actually wasn’t wiggling and writhing around like he normally would have been were he fully awake. He was so relaxed he just pressed back into his big brother’s body as he felt his own body literally explode with tingles, stars filling his very being. The lips of his luscious little pink pucker were being teased and stretched ever so slightly by his big brother’s cock as he slowly gyrated his hips against the teen’s hot body. Water didn’t make a good lubricant. They had already figured that out fooling around in the bath. Instead, Joshy’s cock slime had been immediately dissolved in the water and his silky, spongy spearhead snagged at Scotty’s puffy pink pucker. It had started to hurt almost immediately and Joshy had quickly lifted his brother away and pulled him close, checking the water for blood. There was none, but they both learned then, no penetration in the bath without some kind of lube that didn’t wash away in the water. Scotty’s pulchritudinous pink pucker puffed, pulsing profusely as if trying to capture his big brother’s love stick, instead the puffy lips snagged on his hot helmet, pulling and stretching those sweet, silken lips. Each snag elicited another moan from the trapped little boy as more stars exploded through his mind and body with each catch. Joshy focused on his little brother’s cock and balls. He rubbed his legs and inner thighs, tickled his tiny testes, his fingers swirling around Scotty’s silky sack. His little dick pulsed and throbbed with the gentle and subtle manipulation. Scotty was lost in the flurry of pleasure, the storm of starry ecstasy which consumed his little body. He had never experienced this type of sensual, gradual, intensifying arousal. Joshy had let the little horn dog control much of their love-making sessions, and while he was fairly singularly-minded in his approach, he also took direction from Joshy which allowed their repertoire to expand. Sure, they were very tender with each other. Both boys loved making out. Scotty practically slept on top of Joshy wanting as much body contact with his big brother as possible, and their love making shared the same characteristics to some extent, but their sexual play had only gotten more and more intense, culminating with the fun they’d had with Daddy. Neither Joshy nor Scotty had really had the experience or level of sexual maturity to understand the more subtle nuances of stimulation, however Joshy seemed to be learning quickly and had apparently taken queues from their rumble with Daddy. Sure, Daddy had fucked them long and hard, but he had held them very close and had also been very sensual. Joshy was also figuring out that all those baths were really a bit of foreplay. Now that the little munchkin had opened his eyes, Joshy viewed everything from a different perspective. The teen’s cock throbbed at his thoughts. Daddy continued to stimulate Joshy as well, but he realized that Joshy wanted to focus on Scotty and to make this something special for him, so he didn’t push. He stretched the teen’s pucker much the same way Joshy was stretching and stimulating his little brother’s, but Daddy was just a little rougher with Joshy. He was horned up and tonight was going to be a night to remember, he hoped, in a good way.

Joshy slowly, sensually stimulated Scotty’s beautiful little pre-pubescent body, and though keeping him calm and subdued as in a trance, the older boy was stirring up a frenzied storm of sexual pleasure that was raging throughout the little tyke’s body. Scotty was barely conscious as the sensations had practically overtaken his mind, his being. He couldn’t think. He didn’t really know what was going on. Inside his body, oxytocin was being flooded into his system. His dopamine levels were on the rise. The fact that he was so tired, that it was so close to bedtime, had resulted in additional serotonin release in the little sprite’s body adding to the cocktail which created a natural high, helping to create the perfect storm. As Scotty succumbed to the intense waves of pleasure, he pushed back against his big brother harder. Joshy’s arm gently stimulated his little brother’s cock drawing him closer and closer to a climax that he didn’t even see coming. It was unlike any he had experienced previously, being brought on with so much gentle contact, the very warm water and fragrant bath bomb also contributing to the sensory overload. The little sprite was tingling all over with a warm glow. His sweet little boy hole was exploding with the gentle sensations, not by being pried open and stretched to new limits, but rather by gently being snagged and pulled and rubbed in all directions by his big brother’s searing schlong. Involuntarily, his arms wrapped around Joshy’s arms, clutching them, holding them tightly to his body as he desperately tried to stabilize himself in the pleasure storm that was consuming him. Joshy leaned forward and once again, gently tongued his sweet little brother’s neck and ears, as he added a little spice by gently biting and sucking on the little tyke’s erogenous zones. He nipped the edges of his little prisoner’s ears, licking and sucking his way down to his little brother’s neck, then ever-so-gently bit and sucked his neck, and finally, working his way back up, the teen slipped his tongue into his lover-brother’s ear, flicking it around and as he did, he whispered as quietly as he possibly could.

“You’re mine, my little lover. I love you more than you will ever know. One day soon, I’m going to do this again, and then I’m going to shove my cock up your sweet little boy hole and I’m going to fuck the living shit out of you.”

Scotty moaned and pushed down against his big brother’s cock, grinding his hole, plying the puffy pucker apart, feeling the heated head prying its way into his hot little hole ever-so-slightly. His grasp on his older lover’s arms tightened as he felt himself slipping away. It was like he was floating away in space, captured by some invisible force. Joshy felt his little lover’s climax building and gently lifted his midsection just out of the water, wanting to watch that beautiful pink prick as it throbbed and erupted. The teen tormenter firmly but gently grasped Scotty’s small spike and silken sack to ensure the orgasm exploded into more of a brilliant arial shell, rather than that of one of those boring little fountains that sit on the ground and spark. All at once, Scotty let out an adorable moan with a slight squeak as his orgasm slowly washed over him like a tidal wave. The little stud shoved his hips upward, his beautiful pink penis thrust into the air, the translucent pinkish foreskin pulled away from his bright pink head as he pumped into his older brother’s fist. It all seemed to happen in slow motion for Joshy. As his little brother thrust his hips up, his dick throbbed and thickened, until the tight little piss slit opened like lips, receptive to a kiss. Joshy literally felt the little lamb’s load launching up the four-inch shaft as he held it in his fist, the little imp’s watery load squirting out of the beautiful pink head like a geyser, spraying his chest, stomach, and arms as well as his older brother’s arms with his immature seed. The boy’s body remained tensed up as he grunted his release, his cock pulsing and squirting several more times, jumping like a cornstalk in the wind as his older brother gently squeezed and manipulated it. There was no question in Joshy’s mind that he had achieved the ariel shell. He smiled to himself, proud that he had been able to bring his little brother to such an amazing climax. Finally, the little monkey’s body relaxed again and he slumped back into his big brother’s body. Joshy slipped back into the water taking his little lover with him, washing away the evidence of his little brother’s release as he kissed his cheek and ear again.

“Let me get Scotty into bed, Daddy,” Joshy whispered, “then we can finish our bath.”

He gave Daddy an evil grin as he rose up onto his knees, gingerly helping Scotty turn over so that they were cock to cock, then with the little tyke’s arms around his neck and a stabilizing hand from Daddy, Joshy stood up, his little brother snugly in his arms. As Joshy looked down, Daddy nodded and smiled at his adorable boys and once again was moved to tears at the care with which Joshy handled his little brother. He was amazed that his eldest had been able to bring his little brother to such an intense and amazing, sensual orgasm. He was shocked at the way his eldest had stimulated his little brother and how he overloaded his senses, leading to such an incredible sensory-driven climax. He was horny as fuck after that display, perhaps even a little jealous, and with the teens dripping inuendo, he decided he was going to literally fuck the living daylights out of that boy. He deserved an amazing fuck after that display of love and affection. His mind was swirling as Joshy grabbed a towel and gently dried Scotty’s back and buttocks, hair, and legs, and with the towel wrapped around the little boy, he turned toward Daddy’s bedroom to put the spent little sprite to bed. As he walked out, Daddy picked up his mobile phone and started tapping away...

Cody’s Sunday night was quite different from that of Teddy and the boys. He cried after Teddy left him that afternoon until he finally fell asleep, physically and emotionally exhausted. He woke several hours later with a headache, dehydrated and generally feeling like death warmed over. He wanted to call Teddy, but he didn’t know what to say. He knew that literally everything depended on the results of the tests. While he wanted his brother back as his brother, he also wanted him back as his lover. He berated himself for what he had done to his older brother, his lover, his hero, working himself back to tears. He just felt horrible. He was startled by a notification on his phone. It was a text message. He picked his phone up off the night stand. The message was from Teddy!

“Stop spiraling squirt! Get your ass outta that bed and dry those tears you little brat!”

Cody sat there astounded for a moment, brought out of it by another text notification.

“I mean it squirt.”

Another notification demanded his attention.

“Goddammit Dakota James! (Ha ha ha, I know your sphincter just slammed shut again.)”

The notifications seemed insistent. Yet another notification broke the silence.

“Cody, I never stopped loving you. Yeah, you did something as a kid that pushed us apart. We’re past that! You’ve had your cry, now get over it goddammit!”

Another notification. The phone was practically singing at this point.

“I wish I could have just brought you back home with me, Cody. But I couldn’t have been around you, especially at night, without fucking that sweet ass!”

Another.

“And taking that beautiful cock up my hole.”

And another.

“I’m sorry you’re there alone Cody. But hopefully that will change soon.”

And another.

“I have faith Little Brother. We will be together soon, and I can’t wait!”

There was quiet for a bit, but after a minute or so another notification rang out.

“I love you Little Man. You know you’re my Lover Boy. Even if we can’t make love anymore, that will never change. I’m sorry. I should have played the big brother card years ago and forced it out of you. I just… wanted to give you space and time not knowing what it was that had upset you…”

This time it was a couple of minutes, it seemed as if they had finished, and then, another notification called out for attention.

“Be good to yourself Lover Boy. Stop wallowing. Go drink some water, watch some porn, and have a good wank!”

One more followed, then all was silent again.

“I love you, Dakota – more than you’ll ever know. I’ll talk to you soon, Little Brother.”

Cody read the messages again, tears streaming down his face.

He started tapping a message back.

“God, I hate how well you know me sometimes. Lol”

[send]

“But I love that you know me so well.”

[send]

“Thank you, Big Brother. I needed that. You always know what I need.”

[send]

“I love you, Teddy. I’m so sorry. I love you so much!”

[send]

His message was quickly followed by another notification.

“Good night Little Brother.”

“Good night Big Brother.”

[send]

Cody got up off the bed and walked to the kitchen, and grabbing a bottle of water, he headed to the living room and sat down on the couch. For a moment he wondered if Teddy had been spying on him. Don’t be stupid, he thought to himself. He knew deep down that his big brother just knew him so well that he didn’t even have to be there to know what he was thinking and doing. He couldn’t work himself up to wank, though. It was all still just too much. He was terribly anxious. He hadn’t had sex very often, but… there were a few times when he was younger, he was feeling sorry for himself because he thought Teddy had stopped loving him…he had told himself that so much, that he fully believed it and, well, he had been pretty self-destructive. He thought back to the gang bangs. He had taken so many cocks… Bareback… He had let himself be used and even abused sometimes. He didn’t feel like he was worth anything, believing that the person he loved so much, his own brother, had kicked him to the curb for Cassie. Boooooooy, how wrong he had been. He started to tear up again. He wasn’t sure how he was going to make it through this week. He wasn’t sure how he was going to make it period. He had buried all of this, shoved it down deep and locked it away under layers of mental concrete and steel. It hurt so much, and now it hurt even worse knowing that it was his own fucking fault. Teddy never stopped loving him. Cassie loved him so much she was willing to have him move in and live with them, not only to protect their love for each other, but to allow them to keep their relationship, and even keep making love. It had all been manufactured in his own head. None of it was real. His own jealousy was to blame for everything. He realized that at twelve years old, when Teddy was sixteen, he was singularly minded, attached to and in love with Teddy. His big brother was his lifeline in everything they had endured. Cody jumped as his phone chimed in notification, breaking the silence and demanding his attention once again.

“Dakota, please, stop spiraling. Put it out of your mind. I promise you that I will help you deal with this. We will work it out together.”

Another notification.

“My sweet little Dakota. I watched you self-destruct once before. I can’t bear to see that happen again.”

Yet another notification rang out.

“Please Dakota, whatever it takes, please, stop obsessing. You were 12 years old Little Brother. You are not to blame.”

Then another.

“I want to hold you so much. Focus on the good times we had Cody. Relive each one. Focus on those instead. Think of the times that we snuck away and skinny-dipped in the river.”

And another.

“Please Dakota, do it for me. Instead of reliving the bad, relive the good and we will begin making new good memories. Promise me.”

Goddammit! How does he do that?! Another notification rang out making Cody jump a little.

“I can do it because I love you that much. You’re a part of me Cody. Just because you pushed me away doesn’t mean that I let go. I know how you think. And I’ve watched over you Little Brother.”

This is fucking spooky! The phone sang out again.

“Please Dakota. Promise me. Only good memories for now.”

Cody sat there, stunned. His mind was churning like…a category five hurricane. He was having real trouble processing all of this. He didn’t believe in psychics and neither did Teddy as far as he knew. So how did Teddy know exactly what he was thinking, that he needed water, that he had been crying… He had half a mind to tear the house apart and look for hidden cameras.

Suddenly, another notification pulled him back to his phone again, demanding his attention.

“There are no cameras. And I promise, we will catch up. I’ll answer all your questions. But for now, please Dakota. Promise me. Swear The Brother’s Oath. Only good memories for now.”

The Oath. Cody had forgotten all about that. When they were young, it was one of the things that Teddy had come up with after…Jeramiah… They had sworn to each other never to lie, never to keep secrets, to always tell the truth to each other no matter what, and to do what they swore they would do. Teddy had made Cody swear The Oath after Jeramiah. He realized now it had been to protect him.

“I Promise, Teddy. I swear The Brother’s Oath. I will focus on only the good memories.”

[send]

“That’s my good Little Brother. ;-) I’ve got to finish getting the boys in bed. Do not break your Oath to me Cody. You should know by now that I will know if you do.”

Cody shivered involuntarily. Jesus! Fuck! Another notification sang out like a siren calling Cody back to the phone.

“I love you so much Lover Boy. You truly have no idea. Now, please, rest My Love. Rest. And dream of wonderful, happy things. I love you, Dakota James. ;-P”

Cody felt a twinge as his hole clenched and a shiver ran up his spine. He was immediately taken back to the river where he and Teddy used to skinny dip as kids. They would play in the cold water and then lay on the great big boulders in the warm sun… This particular day, Teddy had crashed through the front door, into Grandpa’s house not long after Cody had been dropped off… The boulders were warmed by the sun, Cody was lying on his tummy, loving the warmth as he basked in the sun beating down, warming his back. He was enjoying the heat of the rock against his twig and berries, feeling the sun gently and slowly cooking his tender young flesh, when Teddy, who had been lying next to him, rolled over, his soft hands parting his little brother’s beautiful buns, and then buried his face between those luscious lumps of boy bum. His tongue flicked out, slick and warm, first making a run up his bruised boy button. Involuntarily, he flinched… How sore his poor little boy hole was after… Jeramiah… the boys’ grandfather… had raped him. He was only six years old then. Teddy was ten. Teddy had lunged at Jeramiah screaming at the top of his lungs. He flew at Grandpa, catching him by surprise, and with his pants down around his knees, Teddy had knocked him down, kicked him several times, grabbed Cody and his clothes in one swift motion and then ran for the door. Once they were out the door, Teddy stopped only long enough to pull Cody’s shorts and shirt back on, and then, moving so quickly, he practically dragged his brother to the creek. The cold water was soothing and Teddy had gently undressed Cody again when they arrived, and holding his hand, had jumped into the cold water with him. He pulled his little brother close to him and gently holding his face with his hand, pulled him toward his own face, gently, lovingly kissing Cody’s lips. As soon as his lips made contact, his hands dropped, and he gently spread his little brother’s bum cheeks. The cold water stung, but then felt good as it soothed his freshly-raped boyhole. Teddy moved his finger gently swishing water around the boy’s tiny torn little pucker. The older boy was crying, tears running down his face.

“I’m so sorry Cody!” he whispered, “Jeramiah will never hurt you again, I promise. Grandpa will never touch you again.”

He repeated that over and over as he kissed Cody’s cheeks and lips. After a short while in the freezing cold water, Teddy had gently pulled his little charge out onto the warm boulders to dry off and warm up… Teddy’s warm, wet, soft tongue was acting like a healing wand, easing his pain. He slobbered all over his little brother’s boyhole, ever-so-gently he spread Cody’s bum as he carefully licked around, slowly driving his tongue deeper into his little brother’s damaged button. Teddy had caught a glimpse of blood on Jeramiah’s cock when he’d knocked him down, so he knew that their grandfather had done damage to Cody’s anus and rectum. He hoped that his tongue and spit would help keep things from sticking together. When they got home, he would put Vaseline up there too, so that hopefully the next time he had to poo, it wouldn’t hurt too bad. He knew it was going to hurt, and there was nothing he could do to prevent that, but maybe he could lessen the pain some. He gently licked and sucked his sweet little hole for what seemed like an eternity, and when he was done, it no longer hurt like it had… Cody shivered at the thought remembering how good his big brother’s tongue felt inside his curvaceous cavern… After tending to his bruised, battered, and torn tunnel entry, Teddy then rolled his little brother over and licked and sucked his twig and berries. This was a shock to Cody. Teddy had never done anything like this with him. Jeremiah didn’t do any of this either. Of course. He was only concerned about his own pleasure, and more intent on hurting little Cody than anything else. Teddy had licked his silky sack and sucked on his little dickey bringing Cody to, well, he didn’t remember how many dry orgasms including his first. Teddy had figured that since Jeremiah had hurt him, perhaps giving him as many orgasms as he could would help to lessen the pain. And when Cody couldn’t take any more, his big brother pulled him close and wrapped his arms and legs around him, kissing the back of his head and neck, licking and kissing his ears… he had held Cody close, so tightly he almost couldn’t breathe, all the while whispering that Jeramiah would never hurt him again. Cody remembered that feeling of being so safe and so loved. He remembered feeling almost no pain after his brother’s ministrations. His whole body had tingled and sparkled. He didn’t remember feeling quite that good ever again. Of course, we always remember our first time more vividly, and that is one of the things Teddy was relying on to help stave off the pain. When he needed him most, Teddy had been there to rescue and comfort him. Huh! He thought. Teddy was right! Jeramiah never did hurt me again. He died not long after that… He had never really thought about that. Teddy had comforted him and made him feel so safe that he had all but forgotten about what Jeramiah had done to him. He never saw Jeramiah again after that so, it didn’t really matter, he guessed. How in the hell could Teddy have known that Jeramiah wouldn’t hurt me again… Weird… Cody thought as he lost consciousness, finally succumbing to peaceful sleep – perhaps the most peaceful sleep he’d had in years.

Joshy pulled back the covers and laid his little lover down on Daddy’s bed. Using the extremely soft, fluffy towel to finish drying him off some, he then quickly covered the little boy with the thick and fluffy stack of sheets and blankets, leaned down and kissed his little brother on the lips and then his cheek, and then his ear.

“I love you Little Man,” he whispered.

“I wuv you too, Big Man,” Scotty quietly squeaked out as he snuggled into the covers.

Joshy kissed his little brother several more times and then whispered into his little brother’s ear once more.

“Don’t be scared, sweetheart. Daddy and I will be in bed soon.”

Scotty’s breath was already even and soft. He was asleep, which was no surprise considering the fact that, though already thoroughly exhausted, he had just been brought to a very intense orgasm in the warmth of the tub with his big brother and Daddy. He was out for the count, giving Joshy time to fully realize his unspoken promise that ‘Daddy was so gonna get it’ when they got home. What he didn’t know is that Daddy had decided that his sweet little teen boy was ‘so gonna get it!’ too. When Joshy returned to the bathroom, he peeked around the door and looked at Daddy. He was in the same spot in the tub, slowly stroking his monster meat. He looked up toward the door and saw Joshy spying on him. Joshy wiggled his eyebrows and then flipped around the corner through the doorway, also quietly closing the bathroom door behind him.

“Let’s rinse off, Daddy,” he started. “I put Scotty to bed in your bedroom, but I want to go back to my bedroom for a little while.”

He grinned mischievously and wiggled his eyebrows again, then swiveled his hips causing his nine-incher to swing back and forth like a branch in the wind.

“Oh, you do, do you?” Daddy retorted pretending to be suspicious.

“Yeah. I know you’re horny as fuck after seeing your brother and not getting to fuck him, and I’m horny as fuck too. I need my daddy’s big cock up my ass before I go to bed.”

“Well then, I guess we’d better get rinsed off and get this big daddy dick up your sweet little boyhole, because you have school tomorrow and I have work, so we can’t be up too terribly late,” Daddy replied as he started to stand, strings of precum just swinging from his monstrous cock.

Joshy reached in and pulled the plug on the tub and started the water again. Once it was suitably warm, he twisted the control to turn on the shower and the warm spray began to gently pelt Daddy. Joshy stepped in behind Daddy and gave him a big bear hug.

“I wuv you Daddy.”

“I love you Baby Boy.”

Joshy loved being called “Baby Boy.” Scotty had assumed the nickname when he was born and Daddy started calling Joshy Little Man more. Sometimes Joshy missed that though. He liked being coddled and held by Daddy and treated like a little boy sometimes, even though he was a teenager now. Daddy sensed that. Joshy had always been a “little grown up.” He was always such a good boy, and always so helpful. He practically took over the care for Scotty when he was home, and though he loved doing it, Daddy could tell that he wasn’t really ready to grow up yet. Who was for that matter? Being a grown-up kind-a sucked. Sure, it came with all of the independence and everything, but there was so much responsibility. Joshy had assumed so much responsibility not only for Scotty, but also for Daddy, when Cassie had died. Daddy decided that he would try hard to treat Joshy like a little kid sometimes, and other times, like the wonderful, budding young man that he is. Daddy turned around, bending slightly, and putting his hands under Joshy’s arms, picked the young teen up, and with a quick toss, threw his little boy into the air, catching him with his arms under the boy’s legs and pulling him close. Joshy was surprised by being tossed up. Daddy hadn’t done that to him in a really long time. He giggled and his arms immediately flew around Daddy’s neck in reflex, his legs wrapped around Daddy’s chest to stabilize himself and he humped his large, hard cock into Daddy’s furry torso. Daddy’s arms adjusted, one holding the teen’s bottom, his large hand spread out over the teen’s sweet little bum, his other arm moving up to the teen’s back. He squeezed the teen tightly until Joshy let out a little squeak and then giggled, then Daddy loosened his grip just a bit. Joshy leaned down and kissed Daddy’s lips. Daddy responded immediately, returning the kiss, then another, and another. Their lips parted and their tongues began to play tag as they nibbled each other’s lips and tongues. Daddy slipped a finger into his little teen’s needy, naked knot. They took turns sucking each other’s tongue as if it were a tiny dick and sucked each other’s kiss as if each were trying to suck the other into himself.

Somehow, Daddy had managed to get petroleum jelly into the tub without Joshy seeing it, and coating a few fingers, attacked Joshy’s tight little hole, lubing it inside and out, and then he slowly began to stretch it out. Joshy yelped.

“Aww Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you! Are you sure you’re up to this tonight?”

“Oh, yes Daddy! I need it bad! It didn’t hurt. It felt good!”

“Are you sure, Baby? That sounded like a painful yelp, not one of ecstasy.”

“I’m sure Daddy. It just surprised me. I need it bad! Ever since you fucked me, I’ve felt so empty. I understand now why Scotty was always trying to ride my cock after I let him back himself onto it that night in bed. Lucky for him, I was leaking so much precum that it lubed him up really well!” Joshy laughed. “I still can’t believe how my tiny little brother was able to take my cock, let alone your monster! But all I can think about is getting Daddy’s monster cock up my tight little boyhole again!”

“Uh oh! Looks like I’ve created a couple of cock sluts!” Daddy laughed. Joshy started to giggle too, but Daddy shoved his fingers deeper into his sweet little honey hole and his laugh suddenly became a lusty moan. Daddy thought it was so cute hearing his boy being uncontrollably thrust from a giggle to a moan. “Well, you can have it whenever you want, and, if everything checks out with Uncle Cody, it shouldn’t be too long before you boys have another big cock to ride,” he laughed again. “I haven’t seen your uncle’s cock for a while now, but he and I were about the same size at the same ages, so I’m guessing he’s about the same size as me. It may be none too soon either, because without him, I’m pretty sure you two are gonna wear your ol’ man out pretty damn fast.”

Clearly Daddy amused himself. Joshy pushed himself up to get reseated in Daddy’s arms and the two continued kissing. Joshy was worked up into a sexual frenzy and pushed himself up to suck and nibble on Daddy’s ears, then he attacked Daddy’s neck like a vampire.

“Careful Baby,” Daddy chuckled, placing his hand on the back of Joshy’s head. “I can’t afford to show up in public with a hickey when I’m not dating anyone. We have to continue to be careful not to attract suspicion to ourselves.”

“Sowwy Daddy,” Joshy sheepishly replied in ‘baby talk.’

“Oh, there’s nothing for you to be sorry for Baby. I’m sorry that the world doesn’t accept our love and that we have to be so careful to hide it. It’s not fair to you or your brother.”

The hand resting on his son’s head began stroking his hair.

“I love you and your brother so much. You are my life.”

“We wuv you too Daddy.”

As the two kissed and talked, Daddy was steadily working more fingers up Joshy’s love tunnel, stretching him out and lubing him up so that he’d be ready to take Daddy’s massive hog again before the two joined their little love monkey in bed. He stuffed glob after glob of petroleum jelly into his little teen’s tight little swirl. Daddy slathered his own beast with petroleum jelly and then wiped his hand to remove as much of the slimy substance as he could. He placed his hands back on Joshy’s buttocks, carefully lining his monster cock up with his eldest son’s tight little love tunnel as he kissed and nibbled back at the teen, he tried to distract him so that the boy didn’t know that he was about to impale him on the monster from his pants. Daddy knew it would hurt, but he also knew that the surprise of being impaled would also be exhilarating, and the sensations generated would be intense and amazing. He flashed back, momentarily reliving the first time he had the same experience. It was not a particularly pleasant memory, but the sensations were incredible. He was already prepared to apologize to his boy for doing it, but any foreknowledge of the act would lessen its impact. The only way to fully realize the many sensations was to surprise the boy.

As if by providence, Joshy tightened the grip of his legs around Daddy’s waist and roughly humped up and down against Daddy’s hairy chest several times. Daddy prepared to drop his sexy teen son straight down to bury his fuck club deep in the boy’s gut. In an instant, a battle raged in Daddy’s mind. Oh god I hope he likes it! Will I hurt him? Will he be angry with me? Will he want to continue to make love to me? Fuck, I hope I don’t hurt him. I hope it feels good to him. Will he like it? Jesus, I hope I don’t hurt him! Should I do this? It only raged for a moment, and then the decision was reaffirmed. Joshy continued humping up and down as Daddy carefully and covertly ensured his massive prick remained perfectly aligned with his boy’s hole. The grip with his legs had relaxed since Daddy was actively holding his bum and lifting and lowering him. This time, as the teen dropped back down, Daddy relaxed his muscles, keeping light contact so that he could still keep his young lover safe, leaned back just a bit to ensure he still had his balance, and then bent his knees. As Joshy started his descent, Daddy relaxed his muscles momentarily and let gravity do its job. As Joshy dropped, he began to tense up and fight the fall. Daddy quickly moved one hand to the small of his little teen’s back and pressed in, deepening the curvature of his back for faster, safer, deeper entry, and giving the illusion of support.

“Ree-laaaaaxxxxxx,” Daddy hissed right into Joshy’s ear.

Feeling Daddy’s hand on his back and hearing Daddy whisper, Joshy instinctively relaxed.

Then it happened. Daddy’s tremendous torpedo tore through the small gaped and greased love tunnel of his eldest boy. His monster meat mangled the young teen’s freshly deflowered dick dock. Joshy was instantly shocked. Reflexively, he gasped, sucking in air in rapid bursts, followed by a loud half-moan/half-scream. Daddy was ready though. He didn’t want Scotty awakened before they finished having their fun, so he leaned forward, clamped his mouth over the older boy’s, and kissed him hard, capturing his moans within himself. Daddy’s massive cock slammed all the way up into the boy’s gut, only stopping when his pelvis slammed into the boy’s soft, luscious little lumps of heaven. Daddy paused for just a moment and then ripped his cock all the way out of his son’s bum, quickly ramming it back in, then continued rabbiting it in and out of his little lover-son’s sweet hole, fast and hard, for almost exactly the next minute – so precisely, it was as if he had timed it. The longer he pounded his little lover’s hole, the higher the pitch and the louder his moans.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Mm-mmm-mm! Ahhhhh-Ahhhhh-Ahhhhhhh! Ooo-aaaa-ooooo-aaaaa-ooooo-aaaaaahhhhh! Aaaaa-aaaaa-aaaaa-ahhhhhhhh! Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm!”

His moans and cries were muffled by Daddy’s mouth. By the time he stopped rabbit fucking his lovely little lover boy, Joshy was crying. Daddy immediately flipped the water off and sat down on the toilet, his little boy still fully impaled on his massive cock, his long, thin legs dangling on either side of Daddy’s. He leaned back, put both hands on Joshy’s face and kissed his lips gently. Then, he kissed each cheek, and then each eye, then his nose.

“Are you ok Baby?” Daddy asked caressing his cheeks with his thumbs.

“Yes,” Joshy whimpered.

“Oh, Baby, I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you? Fuck! I shouldn’t have done it! Goddammit!” Teddy cursed himself.

He leaned forward wrapping his arms around his son’s torso, laying his face on the boy’s chest. Tears began to fall onto his little boy’s tummy. Suddenly his teen boy looked so fragile. Oh god oh god oh god oh god! Did I do the wrong thing? Should I have refused Joshy’s sexual advances? I never should have fucked my boys! What the fuck am I doing?

“Don’t cry Daddy,” Joshy whimpered again.

“Oh, Baby, I’m so sorry! Are you ok Joshy? Did I hurt you?”

“No Daddy. You didn’t hurt me. Oh my god it was fucking amazing Daddy! It was even better than yesterday when you fucked me! Holy shit! It felt fucking amazing!”

“Are you sure I didn’t hurt you Baby? I saw you crying.”

“Oh Daddy! It just felt so…fucking…good! It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I couldn’t help but cry, but it wasn’t because it hurt. I just couldn’t control myself. It was just so fucking amazing! The sound and the tears were literally just fucked out of me. Please carry me out to the living room and let’s keep fucking on the couch where it’s more comfortable.”

Daddy showered his sweet little boy’s smooth, plump lips and cheeks with kisses, then licked the tears from his face.

“Mmmmm you taste so good Baby Boy! I’m so glad I didn’t hurt you! And I’m really glad you liked it. I was afraid you might not, and I was afraid it might really hurt you, but even though it hurt a lot when it was done to me, it still felt really good and I ended up really liking it after I healed.”

“Somebody did that to you Daddy?” Joshy asked, a look of deep concern on his face. “And they hurt you when they did it? How old were you?”

“Yes, Baby, someone did do that to me, and yes, they did hurt me. I was…”

Suddenly Teddy realized that because of his emotional state he’d let out much more than he intended to. Fuck fuck fuck! He thought to himself. I can’t fucking believe that I just told him that! Now he’s got a clue to draw his attention in… Oh god, he can’t ever find out!

“I was four years old, sweetheart.”

Joshy gasped.

“Who did that to you when you were four years old, Daddy?”

“That’s enough talk about me Love Muffin! You have school tomorrow and I have work. If I’m gonna breed that sweet little hole of yours and fill you up with my Daddy cream, we had better get busy and get that hot little ass of yours fucked, and good!”

Daddy leaned down and gave Joshy’s nipples a good suck and a gentle bite. He thrust his hips up, pushing his cock even deeper into his lover’s tummy as he licked across the boy’s chest and nibbled at the edges of his underarms. Joshy moaned loudly again and then burst out in giggles. Daddy easily stood and carried his little fuck toy toward the living room, his massive schlong still sunken deep into the boy’s bowels. With each step Joshy bounced and the giant fuck tool pushed deeper into the boy, and then slipped out just a little. The movement was enough to drive Joshy wild again. He moaned with a gentle ferocity as he clung onto the hunk of the man that he called Daddy, arms around his neck, head on his shoulder. The small, rhythmic movements of Daddy’s dick deeply embedded in Joshy’s fuck hole had a soothing effect on the young teen. He felt as though he could stay like that indefinitely, but he also knew that it was past his bed time and they both needed to get some sleep. As they approached the couch, Joshy had a request.

“Daddy?”

“Yes Baby?”

“I want you ta fuck me doggie style on the couch…an’ I want you ta fuck me hard.”

“Oh you do, do you?” Daddy chuckled softly, knowingly.

“Yeah.”

“Well, My Love, your wish is my command as always.”

Daddy kissed his little lover as he walked the last few steps to the couch and turned to sit down. He sat down quickly, dropping down to the couch while keeping Joshy roughly where he was. Daddy’s dick pulled out of Joshy’s tummy, from where it had been buried deep inside, until only the massive helmet remained trapped inside his son’s sphincter. Then, tilting Joshy’s hips downward to force his back into a deep curve, Daddy pulled Joshy back down once again skewering him deeply. Joshy moaned loudly.

“Shhhhh,” Daddy chuckled quietly. “You’re gonna wake your brother if you’re not quieter! Here, I’ve got an idea. Open your mouth.”

Daddy had been preparing this surprise for his boys for a while. Well, actually, he had been doing it because he enjoyed the musk and pheromones, and since he wasn’t seeing anyone or having sex, he had decided that he would just have to enjoy his own man musk. After witnessing his boys’ lust for his musky scent, he had started wearing a couple that he had been enjoying to freshen up the funk. He had been wearing one of two jock straps all the time, letting them get saturated with his manly musk. As they’d headed toward the living room, he had pulled one out of the bathroom drawer where he kept them when he took them off. Joshy opened his mouth, still moaning. Daddy balled up the jock strap, straps inside, the pouch inside-out so that Joshy would get the full flavor of his cock and balls. Joshy inhaled deeply. He was immediately hit with the pungent, manly musk of Daddy’s crotch. He could smell piss along with Daddy’s pheromones, and, is that cum? He was extremely turned on by the thought of having Daddy’s filthy jockstrap shoved in his mouth to quiet him. Daddy rubbed the jockstrap all over Joshy’s face and then shoved it in his mouth and his moaning was immediately dampened. He quickly took several small sniffs and moaned again. Daddy just chuckled as his cock throbbed depositing copious amounts of precum in Joshy’s abused colon.

“Jesus, you two really are a couple of cock whores, aren’t you?” he laughed quietly. “Reminds me of two other boys I knew, and I don’t think Uncle Cody will be able to get here fast enough!”

Joshy moaned again at the thought and ground his boy butt down onto Daddy’s steely shaft stirring his insides. Now in addition to the fury of lust, burning in Joshy’s gut from Daddy’s cock buried up his tight little boyhole while sucking on Daddy’s well-used, fragrant, and tasty jock strap, visions of being plowed up his tight hole by Daddy while Uncle Cody choked him with his own massive snake, the two then switching, Daddy feeding Joshy slimy cock, fresh from his own ass, shoving it down his throat while Uncle Cody pounded his little boy hole…that really got Joshy going. He was gyrating on Daddy’s thick rod, stirring his own insides like a bread mixer, moaning and running his fingers through the hair on Daddy’s chest, grabbing handfuls and gently pulling and pinching Daddy’s nipples. Daddy knew they needed to get the show on the road, so he lifted Joshy’s legs up, and folding his knees, he spun the young teen one hundred eighty degrees so that the two were front to back. Holding his son close to him, Daddy then flipped over, putting Joshy on his knees, and sliding his own feet to the floor in front of the couch. He pushed Joshy over the arm of the couch so that he would be well-supported – he was going to need something to cling onto – then leaned forward and kissed his son’s ear as he gently pulled each arm behind his back, holding his hands with one large hand, then flicked his ear with his tongue.

“Remember,” he growled quietly, “you asked for it.”

With that, Daddy gave Joshy’s ear a little nibble, pulled his hips back retracting his dick from its dock, and then hammered back in all the way. He pulled out again, and then slammed it back in again. Daddy could sense that Joshy needed a real, hard, adult fucking. He knew because he’d often felt the same way at that age. He loved fucking, but he also loved to be fucked. He needed it. It was clear his two boys did not fall far from the proverbial tree. Teddy chuckled to himself and readied for a strenuous workout. With a few more thrusts, Daddy was developing a rhythm. At first, he slammed his massive tool all the way up into his little teen boy. The audible slap every time Daddy hit bottom was quite loud in the still house. Luckily, Joshy had closed Daddy’s bedroom door. The boy was almost screaming and moaning, flailing, unable to free his hands or look back at Daddy, and his legs were pinned around the arm of the couch by Daddy’s big, strong, fuzzy legs. Daddy leaned back and with his free hand, he gave his sweet teen boy a hard slap on his delicious little bum. Joshy tried to cry out but the jockstrap muffled his cries. Daddy growled and moaned and cursed.

“So, you want it hard, do you? Little fucking slut! I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to sit down for a month! You think you can take a big-boy fucking, huh? I’m gonna tear your little cinnamon ring so wide it’s gonna be a cinnamon roll!”

Daddy leaned back and gave each rosy rump a good, hard slap.

“I saw what you did to your little brother, you filthy little pervert! You like diddling your little brother?”

Two more slaps rang out. Joshy moaned louder and squirmed. Teddy wasn’t sure if his son was enjoying this rougher play or not, but he wasn’t going to ask him until later. That would take the fun out of it, breaking the façade, yanking them both back to reality and he didn’t want that. He thought that Joshy really needed a good reaming, and that was what he was gonna get.

“You think you can play with the big boys, huh? We’ll see. ’Cause I ain’t stoppin’ ’til I fill that sweet little love tunnel of yours with a big ol’ load of my Daddy cream! I’m gonna fuck millions of your brothers and sisters right up that tight little tunnel!”

With that, he shoved his cock deep into his little boy. Daddy long-dicked his young teenage son at different speeds: sometimes it would be long-even thrusts, not too fast, and not too slow; other times he would increase the speed of his pumping until his hips were a blur, slapping against his son’s beautiful bum sending waves rolling through his thin, silky flesh with each pounding thrust; then he would pull nearly out and just fuck Joshy’s tight little sleeve with about four inches of cock. When he did that, he would stand on his tip toes, moving up and down, and just rail against Joshy’s little boy button. Joshy’s moans rose a couple of octaves and he squirmed like a fish out of water as Daddy pounded his little prostate to mush. Every now and then, Daddy would give a hard slap to the opposite sweet little bum cheek until they were both bright red. He loved feeling the boy’s tight chocolate cheerio clamp down on his monster cock when he did that.

Suddenly, he yanked his cock all the way out of Joshy’s abused boy hole, and spread the boy’s legs even more, pulling one of his legs up on the couch in an almost uncomfortable position, but exposing the boy’s balls better and giving him better access to the teen’s hole. Daddy gave Joshy’s sweet little nuts a little slap. Joshy moaned into the jockstrap. Using his knee, Daddy parted those sweet bum cheeks a little more and proceeded to slap his little boy’s abused hole three times. They weren’t gentle slaps like the one his balls got – these were hard, loud slaps directly on the boy’s abused hole, and Joshy moaned loudly into Daddy’s filthy jockstrap. He grabbed Joshy’s cock and pulled it out from under him so that he couldn’t rub it on the arm of the couch.

“Ha haaaa. You thought you were gonna be able to work yourself to cum while I was pounding that tight little boyhole didn’t you? Well, not so fast! You’ll not be cumming until I’m ready for you to cum!”

Daddy growled into Joshy’s ear flicking his tongue around. He nibbled his ear and his neck and then gently bit and sucked his shoulder. Joshy’s moans again flipped up an octave or two. Daddy didn’t want him cumming too soon and being uncomfortable or even in pain while he got the living daylights fucked out of him, because Daddy wasn’t stopping until he came. He gave each of Joshy’s sweet little buns a good smack and then slammed his beast back into Joshy’s little bum hole. Leaning forward he gave his son’s nipple a pinch, nibbled on his ears and gave his neck a couple of gentle sucks. He then leaned back and continued to brutally pound Joshy’s poor little love sleeve for quite some time. Joshy was moaning nonstop, but he was hardly moving, except for his hips pushing back to meet Daddy’s thrusts. That’s my boy! Daddy thought as he continued the vicious pounding. Daddy let Joshy’s arms gently slide down to his sides and then leaned over Joshy’s back. It truly was an amazing site to see – Joshy’s lithe little hairless body, creamy white skin, and coltish legs, so small and thin, dwarfed by Daddy’s big muscular legs and thighs. Though he was a teen, he was still quite thin and his little ass was also dwarfed by Daddy’s man-sized mounds. And while his tight little cherry hole had recently been plucked, Joshy’s tight little ring was still stretched beyond capacity, almost translucent as all of the blood which gave it such a beautiful, pinkish-red color was temporarily squeezed out by the stretch. And though it was well-greased, petroleum jelly does well at preventing hard snags, but it does not significantly reduce the friction coefficient and as Daddy plowed his little boy’s hole, that tight ring dragged and was pulled inward as Daddy thrust in, and as Daddy’s cock was extracted, that sweet little candy ring clung to and drew down Daddy’s cock, stretching down Daddy’s thick shaft as if trying to prevent its withdrawal.

Wrapping his arms around his eldest boy, Daddy continued his assault on his son’s ears and neck, and reaching up, he turned Joshy’s head, kissing down his cheek and over to his lips. Joshy lifted his head and tried to open his mouth to kiss Daddy back, but the jockstrap was still stuffed in his mouth. Being in Joshy’s hot, moist mouth excited the fragrances in the jockstrap and Daddy got a big whiff as soon as he leaned in. He gently removed the jockstrap from Joshy’s mouth and the young teen gasped, sucking in air. It hadn’t been his intention, but it seemed with the exertion, having the jockstrap in his mouth had reduced Joshy’s oxygen, causing him to become a bit light-headed and adding to his high, though it seemed he’d nearly lost consciousness. Joshy had been reduced to a long string of moans and whimpers broken only by the intake of air through his nose as he drooled into the sweaty, smelly jockstrap. Daddy ravaged his sweet little teen hole, and after fulfilling his promise to his eldest to fuck him hard and fast and deep, Daddy was on the verge of blowing a record load. He reached down under Joshy, lifting him, allowing his very hard precum-leaking cock to flip back up under him. Daddy took hold of Joshy’s cock and using the copious amounts of precum oozing from the teen’s large love stick as lube, Daddy proceeded to fist Joshy’s cock, intent on giving him an earth-shattering orgasm. He could feel his own cock plow through the teen’s lithe little tummy, sliding up deep inside the boy. Every time his cock slithered over his fist, he shuddered, thinking of his massive meat rearranging the boy’s insides. He was sure that if he flipped the boy over, he could see his cock pushing up against the skin of the boy’s lissome gut as if trying to escape in an “Alien-esque” way. Daddy was ready to blow, but he held out as he continued to fuck his teen son, adjusting the rhythm and angle. He just railed the tiny little ass held firmly between his thighs, making sure to slam into Joshy’s prostate. He felt the large cock in his hand thicken again. The tight hole that he was destroying began to pulse and he knew that his boy was about to blow. He pulled out all the stops, power-stroking his son’s shaft while the teen’s tight tunnel did the same for him as he hammered in and out of the boy’s sweet little hole. Finally, he felt the boy’s member throb and his ass clench around Daddy’s dick. Just as the first volley of sweet boy cum exploded from the tender piss slit, Daddy’s own orgasm over took him. He roared as quietly as he was able to as he pushed his throbbing cock as deep into his boy’s tummy as he could.

“Ohhhhhhh! Fuck! Fuck Yeah! Take Daddy’s load you little slut! I’m breedin’ you so deep you’ll be dumping your brothers and sisters for a week!” Daddy grunted and groaned. “Oh, Fuck! Goddamn! Oh, Baby your ass is so fucking amazing! Oh Jesus! How in the hell did I get so fucking lucky?! Holy fucking Christ! Oh yeah! Take Daddy’s cum Baby!”

A string of filthy, perverse obscenities flowed from Daddy’s lips as he unloaded his seed as deep into his son’s tight little tunnel as he could. Joshy just moaned and groaned. Daddy leaned forward once again, hugging his son gently, and whispered into his ear.

“My god, son, I love you so much! I didn’t think it was possible for me to love you more, and yet, every time you surprise me, somehow, I feel like I do. I love you so much my heart literally aches. You are beyond perfect; beyond saintly; you’re a god my boy. Oh, I love you Joshy. I love you more than words can ever express.”

Daddy ever-so-softly tongued his son’s ears, kissed his cheeks, planted butterfly kisses on his lips and nose and eyes and forehead. He was overcome with emotions as tears poured down his cheeks. His heart did literally ache with love for his eldest boy. He didn’t love Scotty any less, but, Joshy had done so much, had become so much…Daddy decided right then that he would do everything possible to make even his boys’ wildest dreams come true. He didn’t want it to ever appear that he favored either of his boys. He didn’t want either of them to feel lesser than the other. He knew it was somewhat common for a parent to make a deeper connection with one of his children than with the others, but he fought it at every turn. Even though he now felt as though Joshy was his favorite, he was determined to never let that show. Still, his eldest deserved something special; something that wouldn’t alienate him from his little brother at all, but that would show him just how much Daddy appreciated everything he was, and everything he had done, especially after Cassie died.

He hugged Joshy as tightly as he dared, not wanting that moment between them to ever end. But time, though neither good nor evil, is a cruel master, and will neither slow, nor stop, for anyone, and just as the seconds ticked away, so did that moment. Finally, Daddy’s hog had shrunken back and it was no longer able to remain buried in Joshy’s carnal cavern. Daddy slowly dismounted his son, looking down, he noticed a rather large puddle of cum on the floor.

“Damn Baby Boy, he whispered, so, I was too late and you had already cum by the time I lifted your prick back up to wank it. And then I forced another load out of you,” he chuckled.

Picking the exhausted, well and properly fucked boy up in his arms and carrying him to bed. He didn’t care about the cum that would likely leak from his son’s ass, nor did he care that his cock was covered in the delicacy that was his boy’s ass juices and his own cum, slinging it around as he walked. He had never been one that had to clean up right away after sex and he already knew that neither of his boys were either. They didn’t mind piss, cum, spit, ass juices or even lube. The simple act of cleaning up seemed an attempt to erase what had just transpired, and the man and boys reveled in their love. The moment Joshy was under the covers, Scotty backed up against him, snuggling up into his big brother-lover. Daddy climbed in behind Joshy, snuggled up close, and reached over the boys, embracing them both as they drifted off to dreamland.