Date: Tue, 4 Sep 2012 11:00:52 -0500 From: Leon Hall Subject: One Summer Afternoon One summer afternoon By Wish Master Some of you may have read some of my other stories; Teaching Jason, The Making of a Cock Whore or The Last Time I Saw Mamma. I decided to put off writing chapters for a while. Too much e-mail pressuring me for another chapter. Though it is encouraging it kind of quenches the writings. I might do another series later down the road. But until then, enjoy this story and thanks for your e-mail. I really don't know the right place to start. I find it very hard to imagine anybody believing me in the first place. All I can do is share the truth the best way I know how and hope that people along the way will not think, well, I'm a basket case. Anyway, here goes. It was the last week of school and I was looking forward to a nice summer vacation. Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Lester. I'm 11 years old and I'm in the 6th grade at Cortez elementary school. I live in West Covina California, a suburb of Los Angeles. West Covina is separated from Covina by Interstate 10, which runs east and west. Anybody familiar with the area has a pretty good idea of where I grew up. Not much was going on in 1954. I guess the only thing we were taught to fear was getting nuked by Russia. But they had it all figured Out; if you are outside, "don't look of the blast and lay in a curb. And inside we were supposed to climb under our desk and put our arms over our heads. No kidding, ask someone who was around during that time. Oh, back to my story. It was June, one week before summer vacation. Not being a very good student, I was counting the days. Anyway, after school, I walked home because I live so close. I just walked West on El Rio drive until I got to Hollenbeck. Hollenbeck would lead to East Walnut Creek Pkwy. From there it was a hop, skip and a jump to South Baymar Street. Then it was a straight shot to my house. As I got to my house I noticed my dad's car in the driveway. I couldn't imagine why it was there because he worked during the day time. I guess I should tell you my mom took off one evening, a couple years ago. I was never told why. She took my 2 sisters and left me with my dad, Roy. Anyway, when I arrived at the front door it was locked, which was unusual because we never locked the front doors. Back then it wasn't necessary. I walked around back to the patio and opened the sliding glass door. I stood there for a minute and then I heard it; it sounded like someone moaning. I slowly walked down the hallway and discovered that the noise was coming from my dad's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar. I pushed the door open and had to gasp at what I saw. My dad was on his knees at the foot of his bed, naked. He was between the legs of another guy, whom I didn't know. He was also naked. My dad had the guys cock in his mouth sucking on it and moving his lips up and down. The guy on the bed substituted moaning and sighing. My feet would not move. I was fixated with the scene in front of me. The man reach forward and place both hands on my dad's head and it looked like he was ramming his cock further inside by dad's mouth. Then he opened his eyes and looked towards the door. He saw me standing there. Again, I was frozen and couldn't move. "Fuck Roy, your boy is home." Daddy lifted his mouth off of the cock just far enough to speak. "No, he's not due home for another, shit." He looked over to the door and saw me standing. "What do we do now, Roy?" My dad stood up, facing me. I had glanced at my dad's cock a couple times in the past so I knew it was big. I had no idea just how big. It looked rock-hard and was aiming up to the ceiling. It's probably 8 inches and circumcised. He took his cock in his right hand. "Are you enjoying the show, you little shit?" I felt as though his eyes were burning a hole in my forehead. "I'm sorry daddy. I didn't mean to, I mean, I didn't know, I mean..." "Well, don't just stand there. Answer my question." I could tell he was really mad. But I really couldn't tell if it was mad or embarrassed. I took a deep breath. "The front door was locked and I walked around to the patio door. I saw your car in the driveway and thought you would probably be sick or something. When I came down the hall and saw your door open I looked in, thinking I would see you sleeping. I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to stare. Both men were silent. My dad was just standing there with his cock in his right hand. The other guy was propped up on his back by his elbows. "Get your ass over here. I'm going to show you what happens to little bastards that spy on other people." I walked over and he stood me so I was facing the man on the bed. He grabbed the back of my collar and yanked it downward, popping the buttons, striping off my shirt. "I said I was sorry daddy." I was really afraid, not knowing what was going to happen next. "Get your fucking shoes off." I put the toe of one tennis shoe against the heel of the other and pulled my foot out. When the shoes were off my feet I just stood there. "What are you going to do daddy?" I was on the verge of crying. "You see that big dick in front of you? We're going to see how far he can put it down your throat." He put his hands on my shoulder and forced me to my knees. The man's cock began to swell before my very eyes. My dad's cock had to be at least 8 inches, uncut. This guy's cock was even bigger. The skin over the head began to pull back revealing a red flaring head. "What are you doing, Roy? We can get into deep shit over this." He looked as puzzled as I did scare. "Don't worry; the little shit is not going to say anything to anybody. Isn't that right?" I turned my head and looked at my dad. "No daddy, I promise." "Don't look at me; look at that big cock in front of you. Now grab with your hands and put it in your mouth." "But daddy..." "Shut the fuck up and do as I say. Put the fucking cock in your mouth!" I reach forward, taking the cock with both hands. I swear my hands were not able to go all the way around. I pulled it towards me and lowered my head to where my lips touched the tip. It had a stale smell. Not bad, but kind of musty. "Hurry the fuck up. Put it in your mouth, now." I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I put the head of his cock between my lips. I lowered my head pushing until the cock popped into my mouth. I couldn't breathe. I lifted my head up and took cock out. "It's too big daddy. I can't breathe when I put it in my mouth." "Then breathe through your nose, stupid. But don't take it out of your mouth again until I say you can." I popped the head back into my mouth. Daddy told me to do what he was doing when I walked in. He wanted me to move my mouth up and down the shaft. I pulled on his cock and pushed with my head as hard as I could. I felt the cock touched the entrance to my throat. I pulled out my mouth, gagging and coughing. Remembering what my daddy said, I immediately put it back into my mouth. The man on the bed let out a deep sigh. "Jesus, Roy. This is the tightest mouth my cock has ever been in." "Fuck his face, Tony. Put your cock down his throat." I heard my daddy spit on his hand. With my peripheral vision I could see he started stroking his cock, watching me with that cock in my mouth. Tony put his hands on the back of my head and forced my head down, pushing his cock pass the entrance of my throat. I could feel the tears running down my cheeks. My mouth was full of cock and this guy was determined to thrust it down my throat. Once the cock went past the entrance of my throat I couldn't breathe through my mouth or nose. After what seemed like forever, he pulled his cock out of my mouth allowing me to gasp for air. After a couple breaths, he forced his cock back into my mouth and past the entrance to my throat. "Fuck, fucking awesome. I've never found a pussy hole so sweet." He started moving my head up and down his cock, pushing it further down my throat with each stroke. From time to time he would pull his cock out just long enough to allow me to catch my breath and put it back down my throat again. I felt like my eyes were bulging. In and out of my throat his cock went. After a few minutes the oddest thing happened. My throat started to relax and I felt my chin against his balls. How did he get that monster down my throat? I felt my dad lift my ass up, keeping my head over Tony's cock. Once again, I heard him spit on his hand. He went to his knees and started licking my ass hole. I have to admit that it sort of felt good. I wasn't sure what was going to happen next. He spread my cheeks and spit on the entrance to my ass. Then I felt it. I felt the head of his huge cock up against my ass hole. "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to fuck you like your mommy never let me fuck her." He pulled on my hips and I felt the head of his cock shoot past the opening of my ass. I thought I was going to die. Until then I really did not know the meaning of the word pain. I felt like he was ripping my hole open. I couldn't scream because I had Tony's cock down my throat. He pulled his cock out of my ass and spit on the hole once more. I braced myself. The head of his cock passed the opening of my ass once more. Then it began. He started moving his hips back and forth causing his cock to slide in and out of my stretched ass hole. It felt like my ass hole was on fire. "Fuck Roy, he took your meat in his ass. How does it feel Roy, how does it feel?" "It feels so tight, Tony. Tightest I have ever felt. Are you watching Tony? I found myself a new pussy hole Here in my own house" Tony was still fucking my face. Every so often he would pull his cock out of my mouth long enough for me to breathe. The pain in my ass was beginning to subside. I guess my ass was adjusting to the size of his big cock. "I'm going to cum, Roy. I'm going to shoot my load." "Not yet Tony. I'm just about ready. I want him to take the load in his mouth and ass at the same time." Harder and harder he pounded my ass. Deeper and deeper it went inside me. I felt his cock began to swell even bigger. I felt Tony's cock start to pulsate. "I can't hold much longer, Roy." "Okay, Tony. Dump your load down his throat." With one pull he forced his cock all the way into my ass. I felt my ass against his thighs. Then he let out a huge grunt. "Fuck Roy, I'm shooting my load." Then I felt a warm liquid shoot down my throat. At the same time I felt my ass being filled with my daddy's warm load. I guess his load acted like a lubricant because it allowed his cock to move in and out easier. I was dizzy. Tony lifted my head enough to where his load was going into my mouth. I don't know why, but I instinctively sucked and swallowed as fast as I could. I remember thinking, "this isn't so bad, a little salty, but other than that it tasted pretty good." Gulped after gulped I consumed his juice. I knew I could finally take the cock out of my mouth. Strangely enough, I was in no hurry. I sucked as hard as I could and swirled my tongue around the perimeter of Tony's cock head. I felt daddy slow down his pace and was slowly moving his cock in and out of my whole. I didn't know why, quite yet, but I did not want him to stop. Danny knelt down and put his mouth against my asshole. Then he began to suck like it was a straw. I could feel his love leaving my ass and entering his mouth. Then he turned me around places lips against mine. I knew what he wanted me to do. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cum in my mouth. Really didn't know how to feel. I should have still been petrified, but I wasn't. The last few minutes of what they did to me actually felt pretty good. I think it was unusual for an 11-year-old boy to shoot a load. But I did. Load after load, I thought it would never stop. But it finally did. I was exhausted. I slumped to the floor between Tony's legs. I turned and looked to my daddy. He sat on the floor and leaned against Tony's leg. I must've fallen to sleep because when I opened my eyes it was dark outside. Daddy was lying across the bed and Tony was where I last saw him. They were both sleeping. I got to my feet and gathered up my clothes. I took my clothes to my bedroom. That afternoon I felt many different emotions; fear, anger, pleasure and curiosity. What will happen now? What direction will my relationship to my daddy take? Will I ever see Tony again? I guess we will have to wait for the next story.