Date: Thu, 28 Feb 2019 15:29:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: tagenhard@aol.com
Subject: Random Tails/Pert

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This story is pure fantasy for the mind and any such behavior described
here in is not advised or encouraged.

This story is my attempt at a cuckold story which I doubt I will do again
because that's not my usual thing. I hope at least some one finds it
enjoyable.

Pertby Tagenhard  tagenhard @aol.com   or tagenhard@tutonata.com


I want that boy.  The one gliding thru the air on the swing as I watch him
pump his arms and legs to make himself go higher. The strain of his young
arm muscles as he pulled back on the rope causing his chest to pump out and
his stomach to pull in. He knows nothing about the relationship of energy
and aerodynamics. He just knows the natural instinct of how to get his
swing to cut thru the air faster.

I need that boy.  His mop of auburn hair sways on and off his face as he
travels back and forth. His bright smile sparkles in the sun as his open
mouth emits the sweetest laughter in the pure joy he feels. His are wide
open with excitement.

I desire to do naughty things with that boy.  My cock throbs hard in my
pants as I watch the sweet young, soft skinned boy cut thru the air. His
skin glistens from his exertion and his bare heaving chest sparkles from
the sweet dew of his sweat.

I want to lick that moisture from his lithe young body, his hairless body,
his immature prepubescent body.

I want to bath him from head to toe with my tongue.  I want to nibble on
his ears and his small puffy nipples.  I want to suck on his fingers and
toes.  I want to wash out his belly button with my tongue.  I want to feel
his naked flesh against mine.  I want to curl my tongue around his small
nail and balls.  I want to lavish my tongue across the tight pink rose
before driving it into the dark cavern.

I want to feel him squeal and squirm under my loving tongue.

I want to fill his mouth with my warm seed.  I want to feel myself buried
balls deep into his inner silky channel.

I want to do naughty things to that boy.  "Look daddy, look high I'm
going." The boy calls out to me.

But because he's my son I can't. I have to be a good dad. I have to act
cool around him and not let anyone see my desire for him. To see my
throbbing meat announcing my depraved wants. I have to be satisfied with
jerking off in the bath room imaging what I want to do to him.

I know inside I'm a bad man for what I want. Real dads don't think this way
but I just can't help it sometimes. I think my son was born so beautiful
and perfect just to taunt and test me. I know I can't think this way
because everyone says so. The preachers say so, the politicians say so, the
police say so, and society says so.

"You're doing really great there champ." I smile back from the picnic table
where I sit with my legs crossed to hide my shame.

"We only have a few minutes left." I informed my son Pert.  Yes I said his
name is Pert. The fucking wife named him after the fucking shampoo and
there was no talking her out of it. My wife got her way with
everything. She wanted what she wanted and I always gave in. Fuck you for
calling me pussy whipped. It's just how our marriage works.

"Awe do we have to go already?" Pert whined as he was slowing down his
speed and letting natural gravity take over.

"Yes we do, you know how your mother gets if we're late." I responded

"Yea." He replied glumly then I thought I heard him mumble witch but I
didn't call him on it.

He got off the swing and came to where I was sitting. I held up a
towel. "Here let me dry your back from the sweat before you put your shirt
back on. Pert pulled the towel out of my hand. "I can do it myself." He
grumped.

I want to be the towel as I watched it caress his skin in long flowing
swipes. I wanted my fingers to be the fibers tickling across the silken
plains of still hairless youth.  I was disappointed to see him put his
shirt on and hide that beauty and those small pouty nipples of his.

"Dad why are you looking at me like that?" Pert asked with a quizzical
expression.  "Just admiring how my son is growing up." I smiled.  "You're
weird dad." He spouted and then headed for the car.

I sighed, I wished he was more, I dunno, more accepting of simple
compliments and being touched by me with just the innocent things like
drying his back. He used to be but I suppose it was a year or so ago when
he started to expert his independence and didn't want me to be so hands on
with him. I thought I had maybe a few more years of holding him in my lap,
ruffling his hair but it wasn't turning out that way.

We went home and the rest of the day was a typical yes dear this and yes
dear that while Pert escaped out into the neighbor to play.

Monday and Thursday nights was my wife's bridge nights and she always
hosted.  I didn't want to be around and she didn't want me around so I
joined a bowling league on Mondays and I worked the church social
activities gathering on Thursdays.


Margery who lived across the street and played bridge with my wife on both
of those nights has a 16 year old son named Tyler who babysits Pert on
those night. I thought it odd a jock like Tyler would be willing to baby
sit but my wife said there was nothing strange about it and he did it for
the money because his parents didn't believe in giving an allowance.

Tyler was a good looking and very popular guy now in his second year of
high school. He did which ever sport was in season and seemed to succeed in
all of them. Just a naturally gifted young man with a strong
personality. You could tell he was never going to have a wife who bossed
him around.

So every Monday and Thursday when I headed out for my activity, Pert was
sent off across the street to be looked after by Tyler. This had been going
on for about a year now and was working well. Pert enjoyed, no more like
adored Tyler I thought, and spending time with him and his cool games. I
figured Pert was seeing Tyler as an older brother more so than a baby
sitter which made me feel good since we never produced any more children.

I finished up with my chores that my wife had given me and looked out the
front window. I saw Pert was across the street helping Tyler wash his
car. Tyler had just gotten his license a month ago and his dad bought him a
used car.

Yes he didn't believe in allowances but this freed him and his wife up from
having to run him places.  I headed over to, I dunno, join in on the fun I
suppose.  Both of them were in just skimpy shorts and nothing else.  They
were getting each other just as soapy and wet as the car and laughing thru
it all. Man o man my son looked so wonderful like that and while Tyler was
a hunk to behold, my eyes were all for my son.

I pulled my shirt off as I neared them. I was proud of my body, only in my
late 20's and I kept myself fit and trim because the wife wouldn't have it
any other way. My stomach was still flat and I had a nice chest with a soft
spray of hair fanned out with two dark nipples topping carved out pecs.

"Hey guys." I greeted. "Need some help? Looks like you're having fun."

They stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Tyler gave me a look
over and kinda gave me a look that was part sneer, part what a clown.

Pert's eyes got big and then actually blushed. "Dad what are you doing? Put
your shirt back on."  "Why it's a nice day."  "Dad you're embarrassing me."
He stated firmly.  "I just thought it would be fun to help." I kinda
whined, I realized after I said it.

"Ah no sir, I think we're all good here." Tyler spoke up. "Us guys can
handle this, I'm sure the misses must have something to keep you busy." He
finished with a definite sneer in his voice.

That hurt and I guess I maybe I wanted to lash out. "Pert you will come
home now." I stated firmly "No." Pert said firmly.  "Pert I am your dad and
you will do as I say."  "No." Again was Pert's answer and he started to
wash the car again ignoring me.

I didn't want this to become a scene especially in front of Tyler but I
couldn't let him become so insolent at this age. If I did I couldn't
imagine how bad the teen years would be.

"Pert." I said steeling my voice. "You will do as I say."Pert looked at me
in a way I didn't like. Then he picked up the hose and sprayed me. Okay so
I squealed maybe a little like a little girl but the water was cold. "Go
home dad." Pert spat out.

Next thing I know my wife is yelling at me. "What the hell you doing in the
street with your shirt off, stop bother the boys. You get home now."  My
shoulders slumped. I heard Tyler say. "She's got bigger balls than you, you
best go home and lick them for her."  Then he chuckled and I heard a giggle
come out of Pert. I turned on my heels and slumped home.

The rest of the week went as normal and Pert was his usual self being happy
and for the most part watching TV with me like he did before. I wanted to
raise the subject of his impertinent behavior towards me in front of Tyler
but decided to leave it alone.

Thursday night came around and Pert headed over to Tyler's house as I drove
off to the church. Normally it would be a four hour event and I would get
home about 10 and then pick Pert up and bring him back to the house just as
the ladies were finishing up.  It was only 2 hours in when a pipe burst in
the church meeting room and sent everyone scurrying.

The night had to be called so I was heading home early. I figured I would
pick Pert up and take him to his favorite ice cream shop to kill time till
cards were done. I drove home in a good mood despite the problem at church
because I was looking forward to some alone time with my son.

I pull into the driveway and walk back out front and notice the Watson's
have all the curtains drawn and the outside lights are off. Normally when I
get home the place has all the lights on and the curtains wide open. From
the street you can usually see Tyler and Pert chasing each other around and
Mr. Watson patiently sitting in his chair watching the TV.

I walked up to the front door and was ready to knock when I noticed a small
slit where the curtains by the door were drawn. I peered in and saw the
living room lights were on and I thought I saw the foot, a bare foot of
someone. I did notice that the curtain on the other side of the house had a
gap bigger than the one I was looking in.

I should have just knocked but instead I walked around the front of the
house hoping no one saw me in the dim street light. I passed over to the
other side of the house where there was a tall fence between the Watson's
and the next house. There was bush by the front corner of the house so as I
stepped up to the window I was blocked from view from the street.

I was right, the gap in the curtain was bigger and I could see the whole
living room. My breath caught in my throat and I nearly fainted. There was
Mr. Watson sitting naked in his TV chair with Pert's head in his lap and
his mouth sliding up and down on his hard cock. Pert was completely naked
on his knees holding onto the edges of the chair as behind him an equally
naked Tyler was fucking his hard teen cock in and out of Pert's ass as he
held him by the hips.

They were doing what I wanted to do. They had my son naked and were using
his body. Pert didn't seem to be struggling or trying to stop this so I had
to conclude he was a willing participant. My son was the cock sucker I
wanted him to be. But with a big difference, he was a cocksucker with
someone else.

I was too mesmerized by what I saw to even contemplate stopping it. Going
and banging on the front door or trying to break it down and catch them in
the act. All I could think was how beautiful my son was and how erotic it
was seeing him with cocks in each end of him.

I don't know how it happened but I found myself with my hard throbbing
daddy cock pulled out of my pants and being stroked in my hand. I matched
the strokes of my hand to the thrusts of Tyler's cock in and out of my
son's pussy.

My blood was on fire, this was so much more than any fantasy I ever jerked
off to.  Mr. Watson didn't have his hand on Pert's head forcing him. Pert
seemed to be bobbing his head up and down by his own choice. And Tyler,
while holding Pert by the hips, didn't appear to be forcing Pert into being
fucked.

I watched with wanting eyes, lustful pants as they fucked and sucked and I
stroked. I heard a noise and looked out to the street to see Mr. Davis and
his little boy taking a walk. Mr. Davis was like around 25 or so and his
son was several years younger than my son.

I was so horned up I thought about jumping out from the bush and waving my
hard cock in front of the little boy hoping his dad would invite me to
shove into his son's mouth. But of course I knew I wasn't thinking straight
and just watched them walk by as I jerked.

Returning my attention to the Watson's living room I watched as I saw
Mr. Watson pull Pert's face off of his cock and sprayed my son with his
load of cum. Then Tyler pulled out of Pert and with Pert's face dripping
with his dad's cum, Tyler pulled him around and Pert opened his mouth just
as Tyler blew a load onto his face and into his mouth. I saw Tyler's spunk
shot thru the air with the first glob landing on his nose then the next
going into the mouth followed by another hitting the edge of the mouth and
then two more hitting the target of Pert's open mouth.

When Tyler was done he let go of his cock and Pert knee walked over and
took Tyler's cock into his mouth as if feeding for every last drop. I
dumped a load out on the ground while stifling my moans. I watched as Pert
wiped the cum from his face and stuck it in his mouth and licked his lips.

I stumbled away from the house and headed back to mine. I reached my car
knowing I couldn't go in the house yet so I leaned against the trunk of the
car facing the street staring at the Watson house wondering what to do.  I
noticed Mr. Davis and his son were coming back from the other way and I
just nodded my head in acknowledgement but he stopped and stepped up so he
was just a few feet away from me.

I was surprised because we weren't like actual friends but at most just a
nod to neighbor.  "Nice night." He said casually.  "Sure is." I responded
not really being in the mood to talk considering everything that I had just
seen plus since we never talked before. I darted my eyes to his son who was
just staring at me.

"Ah." He murmured as if he was trying hard to think of something to
say. "Aren't you usually at the church social on Thursday nights?"

Mr. Davis was a member of the same church but I never saw him attend one of
the socials. "Oh yes I am but a pipe burst so we had to cancel everything."
I explained.  "I hope there wasn't much damage." He returned.  "Oh no it
was in a closet so just the floor getting flooded and they jumped on
getting that cleaned up pretty fast.

"Oh good, good." He replied with a drifting off voice.My eyes darted down
to his son who was still staring at me but then I realized he was
specifically staring at my crotch. I Imagined I must have cum stains or
something from jacking off in the bushes. I was afraid to look down because
I didn't want to draw Mr. Davis's attention to whatever his son was staring
at, but at the same time I wanted to know what was so interesting.

A dog barked in the distance and that gave me a chance to idly glance in
that direction and then as I returned my attention back to us I took a
quick look down.

"Oh fucking hell." Screamed in my head. After I had jacked off watching my
son I was so dazed at everything that I forgot to tuck my cock and balls
back into my pants. They were just hanging loosely out of my pants. I
started to panic but I caught myself, wait, if my junk was hanging out in
the open Mr. Davis must have realized it. Instead of calling the cops or
yelling at me, he was trying to find some way of drawing out a conversation
knowing his son was seeing and being exposed to this.

Now I was just fucking confused. He wanted his son to be exposed to seeing
a man's junk. He wanted his son to see this. Images of my son sucking and
getting fucked flashed thru my head. Was Mr. Davis having sex with his son
like I wanted to do with mine? Despite my confusion I realized I was
getting turned on by the whole situation. My cock started to grow and get
hard. I held my breath as I just looked at them wondering what they were
going to do, as they both just stared at my hardening cock.

Mr. Davis was no longer trying to make conversation, he was intently
watching me get hard, and hard in front of his son no less. The boy was
watching open mouthed as if it was a magic act or something. He was
transfixed by the hardening man's cock in front of him. I was wondering
should I grasp it and start to jack it. Should I jack off for them? I said
nothing but I hit my full size and it bobbed in the air in front of the
little boys face.

A drop of precum bubbled up on the tip, I think Mr. Davis moaned
softly. What was supposed to happen now? I just held my place and figured
it was up to Mr. Davis to decide what was happening here but I was
surprised at how turned on I was. I mean yea I had dirty thoughts about my
son but I never looked at other boys in a sexual way.

"Can he suck it?" Mr. Davis startled me with his softly whispered question.
I looked at him unsure that he actually asked that. I saw him take his eyes
off my cock and look up to me. There was a strange look in his eyes, a
hunger, a lust.  I couldn't speak so I just nodded my head. Mr. Davis put
his hand on the back of his young son and nudged him closer to my
erection. Petey stepped up and looked at me with a smile then reached out,
took my hard cock in his fingers and pulled it down so he could then suck
it into his mouth.

First it was obvious he's done this before and second, oh my fucking stars
was it the most fantastic feeling ever.  This small hot mouth worked my
meat like a dog to a bone.  Now I was average in size at best so maybe that
allowed him to get a lot of it in to his mouth.

His little fingers caressed my balls as his small head bobbed back and
forth on my shaft. Petey absolutely has done this before and definitely
more than once. There was the strange mixture of his skill but the
occasional gag and sputter of his breath. It felt un-fucking believable
because of his skill but reminded you it was a small child from the gags
and sputters and small fingers.

"I'm gonna cum." I muttered."Remember to hold it in your mouth." I heard
his dad instruct.  "Aw fuck." I screamed in a low whisper as I unloaded my
second load of the night into the sweet sucking mouth.  Two more globs
worked their way out of me and into Petey's mouth.  Then I released a large
sigh.

Mr. Davis pulled his son's mouth off my cock and immediately shoved his
tongue into his sons mouth and frenched him, sucking my cum out. I don't
know when it happened but Mr. Davis had pulled his cock out and as he
licked my cum from his sons mouth he was furiously jacking off till he
sprayed a load out onto the ground.

I grabbed my cock and gave it a milking from the base to the head and a
pearl of cum appeared at the tip. Mr. Davis leaned over and licked it off
then he licked his son's lips clean as I tucked myself away. Mr. Davis
tucked his meat back in his pants as he stood.

"So you and your son?" I said "Oh no, no. I don't have sex with my son. He
wants to suck me and have me fuck him but no I would never do that with
him." He responded as if I had suggested something stupid.  "But?" I
questioned with one word.  "I like to watch him suck other men's cocks and
then eat their cum from his mouth or if they fuck him in the ass then I
suck it out of his just used hole." He explained without shame.

"He gets fucked in the ass?" I was surprised but I don't know why.  "Oh
yea, he has a really tight hot hole I'm told. You can fuck him if you want
but I have to be there to watch and clean him up."  I expected him to blush
or something at this admission but he didn't I would have never expected
this attractive young, polite soft spoken dad to be such a perv.

"Ah maybe we can arrange that sometime." I said looking around as I heard a
car door somewhere.  Mr. Davis took his son by the hand. "Thank the nice
man for fucking your face Petey." He instructed.  "Thank you sir, I liked
your cock in my mouth and I hope you fuck me sometime." Petey said with a
warm smile on his face and then a wave of the hand as they walked away.

Now that just struck me as weird. His son wants to suck his dick and get
fucked by him but he won't, he just wants to watch and then eat the guys
cum. What a weirdo I thought.

Suddenly I saw the outside lights come on at the Watson's and all the
curtains getting opened. It looked just like it always did when I got home
and went to pick up Pert. I sauntered across the street and stood on the
sidewalk watching Mr. Watson in his chair and Tyler and Pert on the couch
with sodas in their hands watching the TV. The wholesomeness of it was so
stark compared to what I had witnessed earlier, a chill ran thru me.  I
walked up the sidewalk and rang the front doorbell. Tyler and Pert answered
the door together and I searched for any sign from them that something
wicked had happened. Maybe a stray glob of cum in Pert's hair, but I found
nothing.  "Hi." I said finally. "How was he tonight?" "Oh he was as good as
always." Tyler responded with a smile.  Pert looked up at Tyler. "See you
Saturday." He said with a warmth in his voice and a sparkle in his eye that
I wished he would give me when he looked at me.  "What's going on
Saturday?" I asked.  "Pert is coming with me to practice and then hang with
us guys afterwards. Your wife already said it was ok." Tyler
responded. "See you at 10, night." Then he closed the door leaving no room
for any more conversation.

Pert walked ahead of me just like he did every other time acting like
everything was normal. Maybe this was his normal but this time I couldn't
keep my eyes off of his ass as it wiggled slightly. I was getting hard
again to my surprise and I wanted to tackle him right there and rip his
pants down and shove my cock up into his little boy cunt.

The door to my house opened and the ladies started to pour out of it all
clucking away as the hens do. They all said hi to Pert and smiled and then
went back to clucking. It struck me that none of them said hi to me. It's
like I was invisible to them.

Pert went up to bed followed by my wife as I cleaned up the room from the
bridge night. Just like I did every time. It was closing in on midnight
once I finished and then took a shower. I was in my robe and the house was
silent with all the lights off. All the images of Pert and Tyler came back
to me along with the whole experience with Mr. Davis and his son. My shaft
arose between my legs as I sat at a kitchen table.

I decided there was no time like the present. I would go into Pert's room
and remove my robe and crawl into bed with him. I was going to finally
fulfill my dream, my fantasy. Once I told Pert I saw what I saw, I knew he
would welcome me into his bed and desire my attention and my hard cock.

I walked softly up the stairs to the side of the house where Pert's room
was. It was on the opposite side of the house from the master bedroom so I
wasn't worried about our ability to carry on a conversation as we made
love. We could vocalize our feelings without worry.

I opened the door to Pert's bedroom and stepped in closing it behind
me. The room was bathed in moonlight from the full moon that I could see
hanging in the night sky outside his window. The setting was perfect, I
couldn't have asked for a more romantic surrounding. I let my robe slip
from my shoulders and stepped over to the bed with my hard on leading the
way.

Pulling back the covers I saw Pert was sleeping without a top on. His soft
smooth chest was slowly rising and falling and his skin looked almost
iridescent in the moonlight. He was sleeping so soundly like an angel that
he didn't feel me slowly pull his pj bottoms off. Now he was naked, his
soft boy prick laying across his hairless little balls.

I leaned down and softly kissed his boyhood."What you doing dad?" He called
out alarmed and jerked himself into a sitting up position closing his legs
up to his chest hiding his jewels away.  "It's okay son."  "Why are you
naked and hard? Oh gross dad you got man milk dripping from it."

"You don't have to hide your secret from me son, I know and I'm here to
make love to you. To caress your silky body and make you and I feel so
good." I cooed as I reached my arms out to pull him into a hug.

"Gross dad, I don't want sex with you, your, my dad for fuck sake GROSS."
He stated loudly as he scampered off the edge of the bed and away from me.
"I know you're having sex Pert. I saw you sucking cock and getting fucked."
I still kept my voice soft and gentle.  "There is nothing to be ashamed
about, we can suck and fuck also."

"Are you drunk?  Dads and sons don't have sex with each other." He
practically screamed.  "I saw you sucking Mr. Watson's cock." My voice lost
the softness had had an edge to it now.  "SO." He yelled. "He's not my
dad."  I was losing all my composure. "So you'll just be a little whore
tramp for any old cock as long as it's not your dads?" I didn't mean to use
those words but I was getting upset and they just spilled out.

Pert sneered at me. "Any cock but yours you ball less wimp."  I was going
to fuck this little brat of mine one way or the other so I lunged to grab
him but as I did he kicked me in the nuts, I crumbled to the floor in
agony. "You fucking little shit." I spouted and reached for his ankle.  He
was too quick and jumped over me and gave me a swift kick in my back, then
he ran from the room.

I got to my feet and went to look for him. I found him in the kitchen
holding the phone in one hand and a knife in the other.  "I already dialed
the 91, you take one step closer and I will dial the last 1. All I have to
do is scream into the phone and they will send the police." His voice was
surprisingly stern and confident and didn't display any of the fear he
might be feeling.

He worked his way over to the doorway and without turning his back to me he
moved backwards to the stairs then slowly made his way up them still
holding the knife and phone. Once he reached the top of the stairs I heard
him run to his room and slam the door shut. I didn't hear it but I knew he
locked it.

I was trying to decide what to do next when the kitchen lights came on.
"What the fuck are you doing naked in the kitchen in the dark and why is
that pathetic dick of yours hard?" My wife shouted, no make that screeched.
I didn't answer her as I slunk into our bedroom with my dick withering and
got into bed.

When I got up the next morning I found my wife being even colder towards me
than usual, and Pert had already left the house to go play. I called into
work sick and did some yard work. It was beautiful day and I went shirtless
despite my wives disapproval of such behavior. Having just finished up I
was in the garage putting away my yard tools when I was body slammed up
against a storage cabinet.

"What a sick fuck you are." I heard hissed into my ear. I recognized the
voice of Tyler. I tried to push back but found this teen stronger than me
and stopped.  "That's right you ball less excuse for a man. Don't try to
fight me because you'll lose. Pert is my boyfriend and you keep your
disgusting sick pervy daddy hands off of him."

There was sneer in the tone of his voice."Me a perv?" I retorted. You're
the one fucking a boy."  "Yes and it is wonderful." Tyler's one hand snaked
to my chest and he grasped a nipple between his fingers and twisted hard.
I winced. "I'll tell the police." I threatened.  Tyler chuckled. "Go right
ahead and when the doctors spread his little ass checks apart and see that
he indeed has had things rammed up his ass and used as a fuck toy, Pert
will simply tell them it has been you doing it."

Tyler's other hand dropped to my balls and squeezed."But he's my son." I
replied with pain in my voice.  "That means nothing to him, he needs a man
and I'm more man at 16 than you will ever be." He squeezed harder and
twisted harder. "He is so fucking fabulous to fuck. The first time I fucked
him and took his cherry he meowed in pleasure as I busted his little boy
cunt open. He loves my hard cock up his ass or mouth or any way I will give
it to him."

"But he was sucking your dad." I whimpered."Yea the little slut loves me so
much he will do whatever and who ever I tell him to. He is so adorable when
he has other guys using him for their cum dump." Tyler snickered.  "Look at
you, your hard as a rock hearing about your boy being used by others. What
a sick fuck you are." Tyler pulled his chest away from my back allowing me
to stand up straight but he kept my balls firmly in his grip and continued
to twist my nipple.

"Jack off." He said flatly."Huh?" I responded unsure if he was calling me a
name or giving me an instruction.  "I said jerk off that pathetic excuse of
a cock."  "Now?"  He squeezed even harder. "Do what I say before I damage
them for good."

I moved my hand to my cock which was hard despite the pain he was
inflicting on me and I started to jerk off.  "You loser piece of shit." He
whispered softly into my ear. "A wife with bigger balls than you and a son
who would rather be in the hands of other men. You should see him when he
has that little asshole stretched wide open with a real man's cock and how
he whimpers for more when you're done."

Why was this turning me on? I wanted my son but hearing about others
fucking him and the control I was experiencing at the hands of this teen
stud had my blood boiling and I exploded my cum out onto the cabinet.
Tyler laughed and let go of me, then pushed me to my knees. "Lick it all
up." He ordered.  I hesitated but then leaned forward and ran my tongue up
the face of the cabinet licking up my dripping cum. Once done I dropped to
my ass on the floor and then saw that Pert was standing there watching. He
must have seen the whole thing. There was a look on his face that I
couldn't interpret but I had a feeling I would never get any respect from
him again.

Tyler unzipped his shorts and pushed them down to his knees. He stood in
front of me with a hard teen cock that was definitely bigger and fatter
than mine. "Pert come show your dad how much you like my cock."  Pert
didn't wait a second but was in front of Tyler with his mouth closing
around the swollen head in a flash. I watched with desire in my eyes as
Pert swallowed more of Tyler's cock into his mouth. I wanted that to be my
cock in my son's mouth but I had to be satisfied with watching him swallow
Tyler. I don't know if Tyler did it to show me his power over my son or if
this was the normal way for them. Tyler grasped Pert by his hair on the
back of his head and pulled him further on his cock so Pert's nose was
grinding into Tyler's pubes then held it there. Pert gagged but didn't fit
to pull away. After a moment or two Tyler pulled him off and Pert gasped
for air before Tyler rammed it back into Pert's mouth and face fucked him.

I was hard again and Tyler sneered at me for it. I moved my hand to my cock
to stroke myself. "Don't touch yourself unless I say you can" Tyler
growled.  What was he gonna do I figured so I wrapped my fingers about my
shaft when Tyler kicked out his leg and smashed it into my nuts. I pulled
my hand away quickly and didn't dare touch myself again. But I found I
didn't need to because my cock kept throbbing on its own as Tyler rammed
his cock in and out of Pert's little mouth. Soon he pulled out and sprayed
his load all over Pert's face. This caused me to pop another load without
touching myself.

"Fucking perv, getting off on watching your kid get skull fucked." Tyler
had that sneer in his voice again. "Lick Pert's face clean of my cum."
Tyler instructed.  Shit I didn't want to be Mr. Davis, I wanted to be the
one spraying my cum on my kid. But I also didn't need my balls to get
kicked any more so I got up to my knees and started to lick the cooling
teen cum from my son's face. When I was done Pert called me a faggot. Tyler
still had his cock hanging out but it was soft now. He slapped it across
the side of my face.

"Suck me." Tyler ordered. I never thought about sucking a cock before, it's
not something I wanted to do but I felt helpless at the hands of Tyler so I
opened my mouth and let him slide it in. He immediately grabbed me by the
back of the head and pushed his soft cock all the way in then let go with a
stream of piss straight down my throat.  I was swallowing as fast as I
could but also coughing up the over flow. Some even came up out thru my
nose.

Tyler finished and pulled out as I coughed and gasped for air. I felt a
small hot stream hit my face and opened my eyes to see my son peeing on me
laughing.

Tyler and Pert tucked themselves away and hand in hand walked off. I was
humiliated and felt defeated. Was this the best I was going to get, to be
limited to watching my son with others? I still hoped not, I hoped
something would change if I played along and someday I would get to fuck my
son myself.

I sulked the rest of the day but Pert wasn't there to see it and my wife
ignored me. That night I went to talk to Pert and knocked on his bedroom
door. He told me to go away, I tried to open it but it was locked.
Frustration was building up in me and I needed to do something out of
character just to boost my self-esteem.

It was trash night and I hadn't put it out yet. I was just in my bathrobe
and nothing else, so I untied it and let it hang open as I rolled my cans
out to the curb. I don't know what I was hoping was going to happen but
nothing did.

I looked down towards Mr. Davis's house. I knew his wife was a nurse who
worked the night shift so I figured he would be home alone with the kid. I
thought about going down there a blasting a load up the kid's ass so
Mr. Davis could suck it out, but the house was dark so I didn't. I ended up
going over and standing next to Tyler's car and jerking off a load on to
it.

Saturday morning the wife took off early for some bridge tournament. It was
an overcast day that looked like it might rain any second. I was in the
kitchen in my robe just starting to get some coffee in me when I heard a
car pull up into our garage. I thought the wife must have forgotten
something when the door to the garage bangs open and Tyler strolls in.

"What the fuck?" I mutter.Tyler stepped over to me and grabbed me by the
hair and pulled me out into the garage. I was trying to break free of his
grip but I found him to be stronger. He pulled me over to his car and
yanked me down to my knees. "Lick your fucking crud off my car."

He had my face right next to where I had dropped my load on his bumper, it
was dry and crusty now. I hesitated when he put his face next to
mine. "Listen you dumb shit you can't win this. Pert is my little boy, my
little toy and he will do whatever I say. You will not be having sex with
him, period. Now if you want to at least watch while I and other guys pump
him full of our cum then I will allow it.  But you have to know your
place." He pushed my head right up against the car. "Now lick it clean."

My tongue came out of my mouth and made contact with the cold metal as I
dragged it across the dry cum spots. Tyler let go of me but I continued to
lick and lick till it was all shiny. Tyler chuckled. "Good boy." When I was
done to Tyler's satisfaction he walked back into the house and I followed.

He asked where the witch was and I explained. "Good then get naked." He
instructed as he walked away towards the master bedroom. I did what he told
me, I don't know why but I did. He returned and tossed a pair of my wives
lacy underwear at me and told me to put them on. I did hesitate but then
slid them up my legs and well, there weren't that tight on me, I was
surprised.

"Bet those feel nice don't they." Tyler sneered as he noticed I was running
my hands across the silky material as it lay across my crotch. I removed my
hands and blushed.

"Tyler." I heard screamed as Pert came running into the room and jumped up
into Tyler's arms.  How I wished that was how my son greeted me as I
watched them lock into a deep tongue fucking kiss. Tyler broke the kiss for
a moment and looked at me. "Get over here and rip Pert's underwear open so
his hole is exposed." Then they went back to kissing.

I picked up a pair of scissors and knelt down behind Pert. He had his legs
wrapped around Tyler's waist and his arms around his neck. I gently poked a
hole thru the fabric and then cut away till the backside was split open,
then pulled with my fingers ripping the hole even further. My fingertips
grazed across my son's creamy smooth ass checks when I felt a soft nudge
against my balls.

Tyler was staring down at me. "You don't need to touch him." I realized
Tyler could have kicked hard but was just giving me a warning shot to know
my place. I removed my hands and set the scissors on the floor.

"Now open my pants and pull them down so my cock is free." He ordered.
"You gonna fuck me in front of daddy?" Pert squeaked.  Tyler didn't answer
right away as I was opening his pants and pulling them down. His hard teen
cock popped out into the open as I slid his pants and underwear down
together to his knees.

"No, daddy Tyler is gonna fuck his special boy in front of Jack." Tyler
laughed.  He used my first name as to say I don't owe you any respect
anymore. I don't care if you're older, I'm better, I'm equal or better. I
winched at him calling himself daddy Tyler.

"Cool Pert." Responded."Suck my dick faggot." Tyler growled.  I sighed but
opened my mouth and took the hard piece of meat in. I knew he was just
displaying to me his power he had. I don't think he really cared about
having a man suck his cock other than as a mental weapon. After only a few
minutes of that. "Ok enough, get some lube." He ordered.

I retrieved some EVO from the counter and knelt back down behind
Pert. "Don't even think of touching his asshole."  Tyler sneered. "Just
grease up my pole."  Dam he knew what I was going to try. I slicked up my
one hand and rubbed it up and down his shaft. "That's enough."  He barked
but I kept giving him a hand job hoping to make him pop before he could
fuck my boy. I wanted to show him I also had power. Since his pants were
around his knees he couldn't move his leg to kick me.

"Are sure you really want to face the consequences of your plan." Tyler
growled.  "Don't ruin this Jack." Pert said.  That stung. My son called me
by my first name, I wanted to cry but I wasn't about to give them the
satisfaction. I stopped stroking Tyler's cock and just held it steady so
the tip of it was at Pert's little hole. Tyler let Pert slid down his body
a little and I watched as the hard shaft of cock, which I wish was mine,
touched and then spread the pink little rose bud open. I heard Pert sigh as
his boy cunt lips rolled and spread further. I held onto the base of
Tyler's cock as Pert sank down onto it watching more and more of that shaft
slip in. I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help but hold it till the very
last moment which caused my finger tips to brush against my sons asshole as
I let go. I looked up and saw Tyler scowling at me but he didn't say
anything.

I sat back on my haunches and watched as Tyler started to bounce Pert's ass
up and down on his shaft and fuck into him. Pert was purring like as kitten
and I was hard in the lace panties.  "Don't even think of touching
yourself." Tyler said firmly as if he knew what I was planning.  "Have him
lick your balls." I heard Pert suggest in a hazy voice.  Tyler
laughed. "Good thinking little man. Your heard him, do it."  I had the
closest view possible as I watched Tyler's cock fuck my son and I licked
the balls of the man doing it. I couldn't help myself but I found myself
shooting a load into the lace underwear. My body shuddered as I kept lick
and shot my load. I heard Tyler snicker, I think he knew what happened.

Pert's asshole was turning red and the lips puffy as the fucking
continued. It seemed like forever but it really wasn't when I saw Tyler
slam Pert's ass all the way down and he grunted. His legs shook a bit and
his breathing was jagged as he pumped my son full of cum.

Since he was done I started to pull away but Tyler growled at me to keep
licking. I did as he lifted Pert up off his cock and his spent cum dripped
and ran down his shaft and onto his balls. I lapped up the running cum
which increased in flow after Tyler told Pert to push it out as he pulled
his cock out.

I was eating the cum that had been shot up into my son's ass by another
man's cock but not getting the fun of at least sucking it directly from the
hole like Mr. Davis did. I was tempted to swipe my tongue up across Pert's
ass lips and I did for just a brief moment as Tyler's head popped out and
more cum dripped from his asshole down into my mouth. I think I hide what I
did by immediately swallowing Tyler's slime covered cock into my mouth and
sucking it clean.

As I cleaned Tyler's cock all I could think about was my brief contact with
Pert's ass hole and my tongue. It was wonderful and made me want for
more. I realized Pert wasn't going to let me handle him directly but that I
might get chances in situations like this. I so longed for anything I could
get that I knew I would be submissive to Tyler just for the chance of more
contact.

Tyler stepped away from me and told me I was a good boy. "Go get some pants
son so we can go to practice but leave those underwear on." Tyler
instructed. Pert took off up to his room and Tyler looked at me. "If your
good I'll let you sneak in a few touches now and then but don't overdo it."
Pert reappeared and ready to go. Tyler took him by the hand and they walked
out the door Tyler looked back at me. "Oh you might want to play with your
ass and get ready because you're gonna get fucked while Pert watches." Then
they were gone.

I sat on my ass on the floor with my back against the wall. Just how far
did I want this to go? Maybe I should just turn a blind eye to what Pert
was doing and not get involved any further. But knowing what was going on,
how could I not get out of it whatever I could. I couldn't go to the police
because clearly Pert would do anything to protect Tyler and was willing to
throw me under the bus.

Was I willing to let Tyler cuckold me just so I could hope and pray that
maybe I might somehow maybe get a touch or a taste of my son? Was I willing
to get fucked and degrade myself even further in Pert's eyes just for a
hope?

I couldn't think about that right now. I stood and pulled off the cum
filled pink panties and dropped them in a sink to rinse out and dry before
the wife got home tonight. I wandered naked in circles thru the house
unable to think this out. Standing in the living room looking out thru the
curtains of the front windows I saw Mr. Davis walking his son by. I just
acted without thinking and went to the front door and opened it and stood
there naked for him to see me. I didn't think about passing cars or others
seeing me.

Mr. Davis did notice me and scooped his son up into his arms and made a bee
line for the front door. I stepped back into the house and waited realizing
my cock was getting hard again. Mr. Davis stepped thru the front door and
closed it behind him, he looked at me expectantly.  "Strip him naked." I
barked. "I'm gonna fuck his little ass."  I could see a shiver run thru
Mr. Davis's body as he hurriedly set his son down and started to pull his
clothes off. Soon Petey stood there naked in all of his hairless glory. A
small stiffy saluted me. "You get naked also." I stated.

Mr. Davis looked at me. "I don't usually.""Do it or this doesn't happen." I
snapped.  He slowly pulled his clothes off as I disappeared into the
kitchen and then returned. Now naked I saw he was a trim well-built man
with large brown discs with jutting nipples on his chest. A soft fan of
hair between his pecs. He was semi hard but it was coming up quickly and as
the foreskin rolled back a reddish mushroom head came into view. It top out
at an easy 9 inches. Fuck I hated this man and his GQ body and his big dick
that he wouldn't let his kid play with.

I threw the damp pink panties at him and told him to put them on. Of course
his big fat cock wouldn't fit in but I told him to wear them anyway. He
pulled them up and he trembled with excitement. I think I might have just
turned him on to something new. I stepped over to Petey and swooped him up
into my arms and made my way to Pert's bedroom with his dad right behind. I
set Petey down on Pert's bed and stood over him.

"What do you want son?" I asked looking down at Petey while softly stroking
myself.  "I want you to fuck me daddy." He replied with a lisp I hadn't
noticed before.  "Fuck you where baby?"  "Fuck me up my little boy ass
daddy." He said while giving me a doe eyed expression.

"Get me some lube." I spat out."He's already lubed." Mr. Davis responded
softly. "He's ready for you to fuck him with that bid hard daddy cock."  I
almost laughed at that and was ready to yell him for not stuffing his kid
full of his big ass buster but this was about me and I drew my attention
back to that. I pushed Petey's legs up against his chest and spread them
open.

His glistening little pink hole winked at me. I got on the bed and thrust
myself into him in one motion. Petey bucked a little under me and Mr. Davis
moaned. I pounded Petey knowing this wasn't his first and that he probably
had bigger.

I mumbled out Pert's name as I thrust myself in and out of the hot hole and
leaned down and licked his smooth neck. He moaned "yea fuck me daddy." And
"oh you're so big." He was obviously trained on what to say. I wondered if
there was a slut school for boys or if this all came out of Mr.  Davis's
imagination.

I wanted to last longer, I really though having just cum a short while ago
that I would last longer but I didn't and soon I was unloading into the
kid's guts. "Fucking take my load Pert." I whispered to no one in
particular. Then exhausted I rolled off the kid. Mr. Davis immediately
clamped his lips to his kid's ass hole and started to suck and lick for my
load. Mr. Davis was dripping precum all over Pert's top sheet.

Moving behind Mr. Davis I ran my hand down across his ass and then slipped
my fingers under the panties and rubbed his ass hole. He moaned loud enough
to be heard over his ass sucking. I was mildly surprised to find his ass
was also lubed and I slipped two fingers in. He undulated his hips and
pushed back against my hand.

"You were a pussy boy weren't you?" I asked without judgement.  Mr. Davis
nodded his head yes as he pulled away from Petey's quivering ass
lips. Mr. Davis was licking his lips now and I put one hand on his head and
moved it to my soft cock. "Clean your son's ass juices off of me."
Mr. Davis sucked my cock in with relish and swirled his tongue all around
while I then slipped a third finger into his ass. I wrapped my hand around
his head and pushed his face into my pubes.

I looked at Petey who was staring at his dad's big dripping cock and
motioned with my eyes and head to go for it. I held on tight to Mr. Davis
as his young son slipped under him and enclosed his lips around that precum
slippery head. Mr. Davis struggled against me when he realized what was
going on but between my fingers up his ass and my hand on his head I held
him tight.

Petey seemed to know he was supposed to be doing this so he sucked on his
daddy's hard big cock the best he could.  I heard him gag a few times as he
tried to get as much daddy fuck stick into his mouth as possible. I thought
Mr.  Davis might bite me but he was too much of a passive trained
cocksucker himself to ever consider it. I kept my fingers wedged into his
ass but let go of his head when I sensed he was ready to cum.

He reared his head back and roared. "Yea take daddies cock you cock sucking
slut, eat my cum, fucking hell." Mr.  Davis put his hand behind Petey's
head and pulled it onto his hard throbbing meat till Petey was gaging on
the flood of cream filling his throat. "Fucking hell." He roared again.

I pulled my fingers out of his ass and he dropped down onto the bed on his
back huffing. I grasped Petey by the head and pushed my three fingers into
his mouth. "Taste your daddies' ass." After licking my fingers clean he
then dropped his head down onto his dad's still turgid tool and began
suckling on it.

"So what's the deal with you?" I asked Mr. Davis as his son was trying to
deep throat his now 7 turgid inches.  He sighed. "My dad took me when I was
younger than Petey and I mean took me. He didn't seduce me or manipulate me
into playing innocent games that lead to more action. He just came in one
night and raped me. I hated him for it but he continued to us me mouth and
ass as I grew up. He even loaned me out to other men. I guess I kinda miss
the cock sucking and cum eating and even getting fucked but there was no
way I was going to do that to my son." You could see a cloud pass over his
eyes as he continued.

"Then one day Petey grabbed my crotch and asked to suck me. It turns out
despite my best attempts my dad had seduced Petey and already fucked him
both ways. I just couldn't bring myself to do it with my own son because I
was afraid he would hate me. But I also understood his craving for the
action, dad had twisted his mind like he did mine. Rather than give in to
fucking himself I helped him find men where I could monitor the action so
he doesn't get hurt plus I get to eat some cum and occasionally get a cock
to suck."

"I don't think he is going to hate you for sharing your meat with him, he
seems to really want it. Has he ever had one as big as yours?"  "No."
Mr. Davis chuckled "But he seems determined to learn. You like daddies big
prick don't you? You wanna be a good cock slut just like I was. You wanna
be just like your dad."


Petey just nodded his head as he struggled to get more shaft into his
mouth. The front door then slammed and I heard Tyler call out. "Fuck face
I'm home." Followed by some laughter from more people.

"Well lookey at the piles of clothes here. A voice said I didn't recognize.
"Give me the panties quick." I stated to Mr. Davis "You want to suck cock
and get fucked well I have a feeling your both in for some action. I
slipped the panties on and lead Mr. Davis carrying his son down the stairs
into the living room. There stood Tyler with 4 other teen boys behind them.

"Look at the size of that butt fucker." One of the boys exclaimed. "He's as
big as you Carlos." Mr. Davis was hard again with his nine inches sticking
out. "And it looks like there is a new toy to play with."

Tyler stepped over to Mr. Davis with an evil grin. "So do you share your
son or is he yours only?"  "Any of you can fuck em mouth or ass, except
Carlos. If he's as big as me then mouth only." Mr. Davis said with a firm
steady voice.

"Dam hot man," Tyler chuckled. "New boy pussy, but I understand about not
wanting Carlos after him. I won't let his fuck Pert either. Don't wanna
ruin his ass so it's all sloppy for me."

"Hey dam man I need to do me some fucking to you know." One of the other
guys spouted out. Apparently he was Carlos.  "Well fuck me then." Mr. Davis
suggested.  "Wha, fuck that man I ain't no fag." Carlos responded.
"Feeding your meat to some cock hungry little kid is one thing but fucking
a grown man, aw that's just faggot stuff."

Mr. Davis kept a straight face. "Dude I'm the guy who's football quarter
back and home coming king in high school and all the girls dream about.
When you go to college, I'm the stud at the frat that all the girls get
weak kneed about. I'm the guy who will always be the life of the party. I'm
the guy who will always get promoted ahead of you. Look at me, I could be
the guy on the cover of a fashion mag or a health mag. Dude" Mr. Davis
lowered his voice a little. "I'm that guy, when you're walking down the
street with a girl friend or a wife hanging from your arm that she will try
to sneak a look at and her pussy lips will get moist. You sure you don't
want to fuck me just so you can say I fucked that guy up the ass and made
him whimper and squeal with my big fat cock."

"Dude." Tyler laughed. "You got me wanting to fuck you. Carlos if you don't
want this bitch then toss him to me."

"Dam that, I'm gonna make that fucker cry. I ain't had anyone take my whole
fuck slab yet, so today is your lucky day." Carlos sneered grabbing his
junk thru his pants.

"As far as the rest of you, any of you can fuck my son or me anyway you
want." Mr. Davis added "Remember the one rule boys." Tyler was apparently
saying to his friends. "Jack here maybe Pert's bio father but I'm his daddy
and Jack isn't allowed to have sex with his son."  "That's right." I heard
Pert add to the conversation.

Mr. Davis looked over at me but I shook my head at him to let it go. He
didn't need to get caught up in my son situation. I looked the group over
again and saw they had all gotten naked and one boy was sitting on the
couch with Pert slurping away at his cock while another boy was entering
into his ass.

Tyler had Petey pushed over and was rubbing his asshole as Petey sucked
away at another boys cock. Carlos was standing in front of Mr. Davis
rubbing his cock which indeed was as big as Mr. Davis but I thought looked
fatter. "On your knees pretty boy and get my hog wet."  Carlos sneered.

Mr. Davis did just that and slowly but with one steady motion swallowed
Carlos's fat teen cock till his chin was snug up against the balls. "Fuck
yea I can feel myself down his throat." Carlos muttered as Mr. Davis
demonstrated his deep throat abilities.

"Hey panties boy." Tyler called out and I knew he meant me. "My boys are
gonna be hungry after we drop our first loads so get together some snacks
and beverages."  I sighed, I wanted to watch Pert with these two other teen
studs but I knew my place and shuffled off to the kitchen.

I had a tray almost complete when I heard a loud whack and went to the
living room to see what was happening. Mr.  Davis was on the floor on his
hands and knees and Carlos had spanked him. The other guys gathered around
with Tyler holding Petey as they watched Carlos's cock enter and sink down
into Mr. Davis's ass. "Fucking hell." Carlos exhaled.

"You pretty boys are just fucking cock whores." Carlos entered till he was
balls deep and then proceeded to fuck with no regard to Mr. Davis. He
fucked hard and rammed himself in again and again as Mr. Davis muttered,
groaned, swore and begged him to go harder.

Tyler slid three fingers up Petey's boy cunt. "Look your dad is a cock
whore just like you are. But don't worry I can be your manly dad and look
after you." Everyone was taken by surprise as Mr. Davis despite being
impaled on that fat 9 inch teen cock, shot his hand out grabbed Tyler by
the throat and slammed him down onto the floor next to him.

"He has a dad." Mr. Davis growled. "Just because I like cock that doesn't
make me less of a man." Mr. Davis was squeezing hard on Tyler's
throat. "Got it?"

Tyler with his eyes bugging out nodded and Mr. Davis let go of him. Tyler
rolled away sputtering and rubbing his throat as Petey dropped down to his
dad's face. "I love you dad." And then proceeded to french kiss his dad as
his dad's ass got pummeled.

Pert jumped over to Tyler "You okay daddy?" and Tyler replied. "Yea I'm
good, I just learned to not judge a book by its cover." Tyler reached over
gave Mr. Davis a slap on the ass. "You're okay dude, respect."

It's not fair, I muttered to myself as I returned to the kitchen and
finished my task. The rest of the morning was spent with me watching the
others make use of Pert and Petey and Mr. Davis. At one point most of the
gang was munching on the snacks and watching some TV while the redhead in
the group was fucking into Petey. Mr. Davis was kneeling alongside with a
semi hard on watching his son get fucked and waiting to suck the load out
after, was rubbing the boy's ass as it was rising and falling.  Mr. Davis
slipped a finger down between the boy's cheeks and I guessed into the boy's
asshole because his body arched up.  The boy looked around and seeing that
the others weren't watching let Mr. Davis keep his finger there. The boy
continued to fuck Petey as he got finger fucked and after a few more
moments and another look around he dropped his head down and took
Mr. Davis's cock into his mouth and sucked it as best as he could. It only
lasted a few minutes till I could see the boy was pumping a load into
Petey. They joined the group after and no one was the wiser.

Just before lunch time Mr. Davis announced that it had all been fun and
that he and his son would be happy to service any of the boys anytime they
needed but right now he had to get Petey home for lunch. His wife was going
to be away for the rest of the day and would be pissed if she didn't get to
have lunch with them before she left. I saw Mr.  Davis whisper something
into the redhead's ear before they left and about 45 minutes later the
redhead said he had family commitments for the rest of the day and took
off. I also noticed he headed in the direction of Mr. Davis's house. I
wondered.

I laid out a light lunch and cleaned up after. I returned to the living
room to hear Tyler ask, "So what now guys?  Another round?"  "Fuck Jack
daddy." Pert blurted out. It took me a minute for that to process thru my
mind and realized Pert wanted Tyler to fuck me.  "Good idea squirt." Tyler
replied ruffling Pert's hair.  "You heard the little man, get on your hands
and knees."  I looked to the others and only saw amusement curling their
lips. Besides Tyler and Carlos there were two others left, two boys of
varying shade of blonde/brown hair. I never heard either of their names
used. "Tell you what princess." Tyler said to me. "I'll let you suck on
Pert's big toe as I fuck you. You can earn body parts overtime if you're a
good boy."

Again I sighed but dropped down to my hands and knees.  Pert sat on the
floor in front of me with his legs stretched out and I dropped my head to
his right foot and suckled his big toe. One of the blondes stood next to
Pert and Pert sucked his cock while I felt Tyler rip a hole in the panties
and then something cold spread around my asshole. I will admit Tyler wasn't
too big of a jerk as he fucked himself into me. He could have just rammed
it in but he went slow but steady till he was in, in one motion.

It hurt all the same and I couldn't understand how Mr. Davis enjoyed it. I
looked over to see the other blonde and Carlos were sitting on the couch
watching and there was a sneer on Carlos's face like he was think he might
be next. I shudder at that thought and because Tyler was now pumping steady
into me.

A shrill laugh cut thru the room and I knew I should raise my head and look
but I wasn't going to let go of Pert's toe. I was actually getting to touch
him and I wasn't letting go. I looked sideways and saw my wife.

"I always knew you were a fag." She laughed.I wanted to protest that I was
no fag. At worst I wanted to be a boy molester but actually I wanted to
only molest, I mean love my son in some less than accepted ways. But I
didn't I just keep sucking his wonderful sweet toe.

"And I figured Pert would turn out to be a pussy with a dad like
you. What?" I heard my wife say and looked again to see Carlos standing
next to her with his fat fucking large cock at attention again.

"Hello pretty mamma. Let's forget all this fag stuff going on and I show
you what it's like to have a real man inside you." Carlos oozed charm as he
took her hand and place it on his hard cock.

I expected her to break it off being the ball buster she is but instead she
wobbled at the knees and cooed as she felt the massive hard teen
cock. Carlos smiled and lowered her to the floor as he pulled at her
clothes. I watched as he stripped her naked and spread her legs open. "I've
dreamed about a hot teen stud like you to taking me." She breathed out as
Carlos fingered her pussy.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing and seeing as she let Carlos thrust
himself up into her pussy in front of us all, in front of me, in front of
her son.  I won't even repeat all the crap she muttered and moaned out
while Carlos buried his 9 inches into her. I has no idea she was capable of
such sexy vulgarities.

Tyler dumped a load into me and pulled out and as he did Pert pulled his
foot away from my mouth, my eyes followed with wanting more. All of the
rest of us sat back and watched Carlos take and use and toss my wife as she
grunted in ecstasy. He shuddered and I realized he was dumping his hot teen
load into her. I wondered if she would end up pregnant.

Carlos rolled off of her and she watched as he stepped over to me and
presented his glistening cock to me. "Clean my cock of your wife's pussy
juices, bitch boy."  I think my humiliation was complete and my place in
the house set as I took his wet pussy juice coated cock into my mouth and
sucked it clean.  Pert was the one to point out that I was creaming in the
pink panties as I did so.