Date: Sun, 24 May 2020 14:35:28 +0100 From: Jamie Shaw Subject: Jamie - My life as a cock slut A tale of incest and consensual sex between a boy of 9 and his hot daddy -- if its not legal where you live or your offended please don't read. So I'm a slut -- I love cock, cum and lots of other things besides and I have my dad and his friends to thank. My name is Jamie or `Jay' as most people call me and today I'm 38 living in North West England and I don't look too bad -- 6ft 2, 32 waist and 44 chest -- I'm lucky enough to be able to go to the gym each day and work hard on keeping my body looking good with decent arms pecs and a six pack I'm proud of, I'm smooth and vain enough to keep myself tanned -- my hair is cut short and I have decent blue eyes. I get plenty of cock and I'm an unashamed pervert who generally subs but will top for a cute young lad who needs his hole stretching open with my ample 8.5 uncut pierced cock -- and I've helped a couple of friends out with breaking in their sons, and am always looking to help more with cock hungry boys who want to practice their cock sucking and get their smooth holes stretched as a result. When all this started I was a skinny 9 year old with a 4 inch boy dick bigger than average balls and a love of swimming -- even at that age I knew that the reason I loved swimming was more about getting to see men walking round the communal locker room with it all hanging out and I loved big dicks even then. My little boy dick would get hard as my dad used to towel me down and I loved getting the change to use the towel on his cock and balls too. I remember smelling his freshy showered cock and watching the way his foreskin went back and forth over it and feeling its thickness as I rubbed it with the towel. I was an only child and my mum would work lots of nights as a policewoman and I took to sleeping in their bed with my dad when she did, I loved the way his big body felt and I always gave the best hugs...not long after my ninth birthday I can remember feeling his hard cock against my ass one night and asking him if my willy would get that big (he was about 7" hard and a decent thickness) he told me that it would but that it was important to exercise your penis like any muscle -- this seemed to make sense as I was a keen swimmer and was already conscious of keeping my body slim and in shape -- and he asked me if I wanted to help by stroking his growing cock, I agreed and spent the next fifteen minutes playing with what felt like a massive piece of meat, squeezing and rubbing and seeing daddy roll about and asking me not to stop; suddenly I could see his tummy start to get tighter and he was panting like our dog did and all of a sudden he spurted six long strands of white goo from his cock -- I started to panic thinking I'd done something wrong but daddy cuddled me and held me and told me that I had done a good thing but that this was something daddy and sons had to keep to themselves and not talk about. I can still remember the smell, the warm saltiness and sweat and thinking it smelt so good, daddy asked me if I wanted to taste what had come out -- he said it was good for making little boys strong. I remember tasting that amazing salty liquid off his fingers and asking if I was allowed to eat more, I'd always been told off for licking the plate clean but here I was allowed to lick and clean daddies cock -- I know he liked it because before id finished he had exploded again and I got even more to eat. I cuddled and held me all night and in the morning we got into the shower together before mummy came home and I felt like such a good boy -- if I'd known then how many more loads I would take from my daddy and him introducing me to his friends and the fantastic life of cock, cum and sleaze that would follow I think I'd have thought all my Christmases came at once... ...to be continued This is a short intro to the true stories of my life...I'm not sure if I can write or if anyone is interested so let e know what you think and if you want to read more -- if people say they want more then I'll carry on writing.