Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2012 11:46:50 -0700 (PDT) From: Dadz Dream Subject: My Slutty Kid Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction, a product of my wild imagination combined with my deepest fantasies. It is intended for a legal adult audience only, and contains graphic sex between adult men and an underaged boy. All rights reserved by the author. Note: This is my first time writing & submitting a story to Nifty. I strongly encourage those of you who enjoy this site to consider making a donation. I would also like to say that I welcome any/all feedback regarding the story and/or its content and would enjoy sharing fantasies and story ideas, so please email me at DadzDream@yahoo.com My Slutty Kid by DadzDream (Mb, MMb, inc, cons, oral, anal, group) Fuck that felt great! He really never ceases to amaze me. Here I am, panting, glossy with a sheen of sweat and feeling astonished once again. My boy rests his head gently on my thigh, his little tongue still lapping around my cockhead and down the shaft - probably searching for traces of any remaining cum after the blow job he just gave his old man. I doubt there's any left though. This kid's mouth is black hole, a cum catching vacuum in which nothing escapes. "Great job, kiddo - thanks," I manage, still panting. I'm 36 years old and in decent shape, but after flipping him on his back and thrusting deeply into his pussy throat for what must have been at least 10 minutes, I'm feeling pretty spent. That, plus the last moment when my cock slipped into its final space, a thin and tight passage inside his wet silky throat and pulsed wildly, erupting incestuous fatherly cum directly into my little guy, well.. if that doesn't leave you a little weak in the knees, I don't know what will. "Mmmmm," he mumbles, purrs really, and rubs his cheek softly against my semi-hard penis. He confessed once that the smells of a man's private areas alone send him into a sexual frenzy - something I probably could have figured out on my own. "So kiddo, how many cocks did you manage to suck today?" I ask him as I run my hands through his silky hair. He lifts his head to me and smiles. I don't think a thousand words could accurately describe the marvelous sight of my 10 year old boy as he looks at me with bright blue eyes sparkling in the light, flushed rosy cheeks and glossy, ruby red lips, puffy from my fierce face fucking earlier and, I guessed, several cocks before that. "Well, umm first there was you this morning before school, then Mr. Davis from near the bus stop told me he'd give me a ride so I went inside with him. He had me lay down right in their foyer while he dropped his pants but not his work shirt and then he moved over me and wanted me to lick his balls and even his butt while he masturbated! Don't worry Dad, when he ready to cum he was smart and didn't make me all messy because of school so he pushed his cock inside my mouth and so I got to drink it all!! "Uhh, and then when we finished he dropped me off at school, and then Mr. Smith let me suck his cocks during lunch like always, in the spare office that they use to store things in. Then...Umm...oh yeah! Then after school Brandon from up the street came over before you got home from work for a blow job, and then.. then you again just now!" His little index finger makes small circles in my pubic hair as he revels in his days slutty agenda. I smile. Of course such events should upset me, but this tale is one I've grown accustomed to hearing. I admit I wasn't always keen on sharing my son, but after having just blasted thick jets of cum into my kids mouth, I'd be a hypocrite to deny others the same pleasure. As long as he's safe, and I make sure that he is, my little boy may as well free to please all the men he wants. "So, pizza and movie night again?" I ask, knowing that our Friday night ritual is one of his favorite parts of the week. "YES!!!! Thanks daddy!! Can we get extra pepperoni and extra cheese and watch Battle Ninja Heroes 4?? Please??" Sure, why the hell not. I'd say he's earned it. **** We snooze for maybe a half hour - I do, at least. I'm not so sure the same can be said for him. Probably daydreaming and anxiously waiting for me to wake up, really. I tell him to scoot out of bed so we can get some dinner ordered. I rinse off in the shower while my little devil is off setting up the DVD. One quick phone call and our pizza is on the way, so I slip into a pair of loose mesh athletic shorts and an old college t-shirt and head downstairs. As soon as I reach the bottom stair, I'm greeted by the fantastic sight of my naked child laying on his stomach facing our big TV, pressing buttons on the remote. His gorgeous bubble butt is in plain view and he has his legs kicked apart and in the air. My cock stirs at this image as I glance down at my smartphone. 30 minutes til delivery time, huh? Yeah, that's probably enough time to fuck my kid's ass and get dressed again. I walk toward my prone 5th grader, stepping out of my shorts in the process. Hard as a rock again, and ready to pump my little boy's ass. He knows I'm behind him, and probably guesses why, but doesn't turn around or acknowledge me. I grab a nearby bottle of lube - yeah, when you have a kid like this, you'd wanna have some around whenever the need rises too - and almost start slicking my meaty pole with it. But I think I spot something, so I set the lube down and lean down and spread his little boy cheeks apart. He giggles, and I see why. His tight pink little boy-hole has clearly been fucked already today, and besides looking puffy and used, was glistening wet from spent cum leaking from his cute little pussy. He still laughs when I call it by that name. The first time I did, he said: "But daddy, I'm a boy!! Boy's don't have stupid vaginas. I have a butt so men can butt fuck me!!' which in turn made me laugh. I explained to him: "well son, some men like little boys and will want to touch and taste and fuck your butt, and maybe even play with your little cock. But some other men don't normally have sex with boys. For those men, it's easier to see your adorable hole as a little pussy for them to fuck, a hot, tight box for their pent up adult cocks to thrust in and out of and squirt their juice into. Understand?" He told me he did, but giggles still whenever the word is spoken. A long trail of semen had run down from his hole down his leg and started to dry just slightly. My finger reaches the end of the trail and retraces its route upward until it finds it's goal and his little love button opens up to accept his daddy's finger. My son tosses the remote aside and lowers his head to the ground as I enter him and feel around inside his cavity. The inside of my son feels hot and sticky against my finger as I wiggle it around. "Had someone up here recently, did you?" I ask him with my digit lodged inside him. "I thought the only guys you had today were the neighbor and that kid up the street, and your teacher?" "Well, you asked me how many people I sucked today, and I told the truth! You didn't ask who put it inside me." I remove my finger and the sucking noise it makes is intensely erotic, as is seeing it coated in some other man's sperm. I scoot forward over my kid's small frame line up my cock with his entrance, which had closed right up after another small dribble of jizz escaped along with my finger. I present my cum covered finger to my son's mouth and he accepts it eagerly. As he does, my cock presses into him and starts sliding forward. He grunts a little, but doesn't say anything. I push further into his tight but sloppy little butt and take my finger away to ask, "So then who should I be thanking for getting your hot boy butt ready for daddy's cock?" I slide further into him steadily, facing only minor resistance. He starts to open his mouth, but hesitates when the rest of my dick slips into his slick asshole. The feeling of driving the full length of my manhood into his behind is extraordinary. He lets out a squeal as my torso and hips slap into him when the single inch fills his ass, and I give him a moment to adjust to the feeling. His butt is really full of cum; between the sounds and the dampness dripping down onto the carpet, I could tell he'd had more than just one other man inside him today. "Ok, let's try again. Tell Daddy who fucked you today? Tell me while I fuck you, but keep an eye out for the delivery guy ok?" I back out a few inches, then thrust back again. I start a gentle rocking motion to begin with, when he starts to talk. "Mmmmm... um well today when recess was over Principal Anderson tried to open the spare office while me and my teachers were cleaning up and he used his key and caught us, it was really scary - uhhhh," he stops and grunts again as my pace quickens and I start pulling myself further out of his ass and then plunging back down into his hot ass. My hands are on either side of him in the pushup position, and after lifting myself back up I keep dropping all my weight and really pounding his boy pussy. "Keep going, son," I instruct him. "Well we were lucky, cause Principal Anderson didn't get mad, and I could tell he was getting a boner so he told Mr. Marcus and Mr. Smith that lunch is over but he wanted me to stay with him and help him in his office. We went to his office and he closed all the blinds and locked the door, and he put me on the desk and fucked me three times!! He kept calling me 'bitch' and 'cunt' and mumbling about his stupid wife who never puts out." I'm getting close and his story is making me hotter. I look up at the clock and see that the pizza guy should be here any minute too. Time to finish up. I start pounding my kid's ass even faster now, and look down to see his small bubble butt cheeks spread apart with his Dad's cock thrusting in and out, and a pool of adult cum underneath him. "Then a few of those guys from the Internet came by right after Brandon was leaving and wanted to come inside. I took them into my room and got naked and they got naked too but I told them they had to be quick because my Daddy would be home from work soon and it was our Friday pizza and movie night! They all fucked me quickly and filled me up good! Then they left and I put Mr. Driller the butt plug inside me right away so I'd be ready for you!" With those words, I reach the point of no return. I groan and shove my dick as deep as it can go into the kid's ass and start spurting wildly inside him. Shot after shot fills him, more cum than I thought I'd have left by now. Eventually I'm done ejaculating and pull my cock out with an obscene sucking sound and watch as his hole closes up again, and he instinctively reaches behind him to trap my cum before any slips out. I give his butt a gentle slap and get up off his small body. My son gathers his limp and shaky body and stands up and gingerly starts to walk to the stairs. He has one arm behind his back and a finger or two stuck inside his hole. Little fucking slut, I think as I watch him, knowing full well he's not going to shower or put on any clothes but instead open his special toy box and retrieve 'Mr. Driller' so he can keep my cum inside his boy cunt as long as he can. I can't help but chuckle as I slip back into my shorts. Some kids love race cars. Or playing video games. Or playing baseball. They crave ice cream, water slides, comic books, and action figures. My kid, well, sure he likes most of that, but that's not what he loves. It's not what he craves. My boy needs to be used by men, his holes filled with cocks larger than he should be able to handle, his throat and stomach filled with more men's cum than even an eager adult cocksucker should have. But he thrives on it. He was just born this way, and there isn't anything I can do to change that. He's my slutty kid. And I'm one proud father.