Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2013 16:49:22 -0600 From: Jim Vance Subject: Tiny 1-2 Tiny By Jim Vance Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance jimvance2@hotmail.com www.jimvance.weebly.com Please donate to nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Part One My dad, older brother, and older sister were eating breakfast with me at a restaurant. A pretty blond waitress named Dottie was flirting with Dad like she always does when we eat there. I didn't like her and neither did my brother or sister. She seemed completely fake and her smile gave me the creeps. Dad liked her, though. I was sitting next to him and I could see his hand rubbing his crotch while she flirted. Finally the manager told her to get back to work. As we were leaving, a different waitress walked up to my sister and whispered something to her. When she finished, my sister looked like she was going to cry. She whispered something to my brother and he got furious. I asked him what it was. He whispered that he would tell me when we got home. When we got home, the three of us went to my brother's room. My sister Bedia said "Dottie has been bragging about how she is going to marry Dad. One of the waitresses asked her what Dottie was going to do about us three. That it was obvious we didn't like her. Dottie told her she would get rid of us somehow. She didn't care how." "We have to tell Dad," I said. "She'll just deny it, Tiny. She'll come out looking like a victim and Dad will feel sorry for her." "Why does Dad like her? She's horrible!" "It's sex, Tiny. Dad needs sex and she's offering it," my brother said. "Is there anything we can do?" I asked. "I don't know. Maybe if one of us had sex with him, he would ignore her." "I can't!" my sister said. "No decent man will marry me if I'm not a virgin! Abdi definitely won't. You know how religious his father is!" Abdi was a boy she liked. Bedia was fourteen. I was twelve. "Well, I won't," my brother said. They both looked at me. "You are his favorite, Tiny," my sister said. "I don't know how to have sex!" My brother asked "If you did, do you think you might be willing?" Dad is very handsome and I thought having sex with him sounded great. I liked looking at him in just his boxers. I kept waiting for the slit to open a little and let me see part of his dick. This would be even better. "Yes. I will try." My sister hugged me and then my brother did. "Osman, will you please show me how?" "Yes, Tiny." My sister left the room. My brother Osman is very handsome also. I was looking forward to being taught by him. Osman started undressing, so I did too. Osman was fifteen and he was starting to grow hair on his chest like Dad. I was staring at his dick. It was big. Osman lay down and I lay down next to him. "Are you sure you want to do this, Tiny?" "Yes, I think so. I won't know until we do it, though." Osman laughed. "I suppose that is true! "First I'm going to kiss you. Romantic kissing involves tongues. I will kiss you and push my tongue in your mouth. You should suck on my tongue. OK?" "OK." Osman leaned over and kissed me. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced. I felt so close to my big brother. He started moaning as he kissed me. Finally he pulled back and looked at me. "That was wonderful, Osman. I loved it!" "I loved it, too. Much more than I thought I would." "I think we should practice more," I told him. "Me, too!" He leaned over and we kissed again. I sighed happily. He began running his hand over my body and I moaned. He slid his hand between my butt crack. I moaned again and lifted my leg. He rubbed a finger lightly over my hole. I moaned even louder. We stopped kissing and he smiled at me. "I love you, Tiny." "I love you, too. Very much." My brother gave me a tour of his dick. He explained about the head and the shaft. He demonstrated his foreskin sliding up and down. He pointed out the tube that cum travels on its way out of a man's balls. He stroked his dick and I watched intently. "Now you try." I was afraid to hurt him. "Hold it tighter, Tiny." Finally I was stroking it well enough to make Osman moan. "A man can put his cock into another person's mouth or their butt. Do you want to keep learning?" "Yes. Show me how to use my mouth." Osman had me lick his cock. He began trembling. "Did I hurt you?" "No, Tiny. It felt incredible. No one has ever done that to me." "I'm glad I was the first, Osman." He smiled at me. "Now try to take it into your mouth. Be careful of your teeth." I did and I ran my tongue on it like he said. "Here, let me show you." Osman bent over me and took my dick in his mouth. He began bobbing on it. I cried out. It felt wonderful! "Now you try it." I did and he started moaning. I looked up at him and he was smiling. He pulled me off him. "I was about to cum. That means the semen or cum from my balls would shoot out into your mouth. Most guys like it when the other person swallows it, so if you think you can do that, Dad will probably like it a lot." "Are you going to cum in my mouth?" "Do you want me to?" "How will I know whether I like it if I don't try it?" "OK. Go ahead and suck me. I will cum and it will shoot into your mouth. Swallow it but don't stop sucking if you can help it." I sucked him again. He started moaning and then he said "Tiny! Baby!" and his warm cum began spurting into my mouth. I swallowed it. It tasted odd, but I liked the taste. It spurted into my mouth for quite a while and Osman moaned the entire time. But finally it stopped shooting. Osman pulled me up and kissed me. I sucked on his tongue, like he'd taught me. "Tiny. That was wonderful. I almost wish I was Dad." "Osman, I would love to do this with you every day." He sighed and said "Oh, Tiny. "There is one more lesson and that is fucking. Dad will push his cock into your butt and fuck you until his cum shoots into you. It will hurt the first few times. Do you want me to show you it, too?" "Yes." I looked down. "I think I want to do everything with you, Osman." He kissed me again. "Suck my dick and get it hard again." I did. Osman got some vaseline and put it on his cock. Then he put some in my butt. "Lie on your back and pull your legs up." I did. Osman placed the head of his cock at my butthole. "Push out like you are using the bathroom. That will help my cock get inside you." He pushed in and I pushed out. The head of his cock slipped into me. I almost screamed! "It really hurts, Osman!" "I'll stay still until your body adjusts." I was shaking, it hurt so much, but Osman leaned down and kissed me. That helped. After a couple of minutes it stopped hurting so bad. "It's better now." Osman slowly pushed his cock into me. I looked at his face. He was looking at me with such love, that I forgot all about the pain. I realized he was all the way in. "Ready?" "Yes." He slowly fucked me. He moaned and he gasped. "It feels incredible, Tiny! I love you!" "I love you, Osman. I love having you inside me. I hope we can do this a lot." He kept thrusting for several minutes. Then he said "I'm close, Tiny. I'm going to cum again in your ass." "Yes, Osman. I want you to cum in me." He moaned and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. Finally he pulled out of me and fell onto the bed beside me. "Did I hurt you too much, Tiny?" "No. It hurt, but I liked having you inside me. It was worth it. Was it OK for you?" "Oh, Tiny. It was the most incredible feeling." "Can we do it again? Dad may not want to have sex with me, but I love having sex with you." "Yes, baby." "I love it when you call me baby." He kissed me and then he said "I know it's wrong, but I want you for myself." "Osman, I love you as much as I love Dad. I'm doing this to make him happy. Is there any reason I can't make both of you happy?" I ran my fingers through the hair on his chest. Then I wrapped my hand around his cock. It got hard. "Can I suck you again? I really want more of your cum." "Let me wash it off. It's been in your butt." He washed it off and I sucked him again. I did it slowly, because I was enjoying it so much. I wrapped one hand around his balls. I licked the head for a while. I loved doing it. "That feels wonderful, Tiny!" I kept sucking and it took a long time, but he gave me more of his cum. I swallowed every bit. "How do I convince Dad to have sex with me, Osman?" "I was thinking you could sneak into his bed while he's asleep and start sucking him. If he enjoys it, he may not stop you." "OK. That sounds good. "How did you know all this stuff, Osman? Have you had sex?" "I've been reading on the Internet." "Do you have a girlfriend?" "No. If I tell you a secret, will you keep it?" "Of course!" "I don't think I want a girlfriend. I think I like guys-men." "I'll be a man someday." Osman laughed and hugged me. "You'll be a beautiful man, Tiny." "Like you?" Osman grinned. I spent a lot of the day in my brother's room. We cuddled and kissed and I sucked him again later in the day. That night, Osman came into my room and shook me. I woke up. "Do you still want to do it?" I nodded. I loved sex with Osman. I thought I might love it even more with Dad. Part Two I walked into Dad's bedroom. He was sleeping on top of the covers in just his boxers. I was glad. That made it a lot easier. I admired his body for a minute. He has a hairy chest and he has lots of muscles. I think Dad looks like a movie star. I told him that one time and he said, "More like a movie star's mechanic, Tiny." Dad has jet black hair, a thick black mustache, and light brown eyes. Dottie seemed to feel the same way about him as I did, so I sure hoped this plan worked. I realized I wanted Dad, and not just to keep him from Dottie. If I succeeded, everyone would be happy. Except Dottie, of course. I smiled thinking of how she would react when she found out Dad didn't need her. Maybe she would scream and jump up and down! I got onto the bed carefully so he wouldn't wake up. I reached over into the opening of his boxers and pulled his cock out. It was even bigger than Osman's. I admired it for a while. I wondered if it tasted as good as Osman's. I smiled. I was about to find out. I took it in my mouth and sucked. It got hard quickly. I pulled his foreskin back and licked the head. Dad moaned in his sleep. I started bobbing on it and he said "Tiny! What are you doing?" "I want to make you feel good, Dad. Please let me!" I went back to sucking and he didn't stop me. His cock was too big to fit it all in my mouth, so I wrapped my hand around the shaft and stroked it like Osman had told me while I sucked. "Oh, Tiny! That feels so good! But I'm going to shoot if you keep that up." I licked the head for a while. There was enough light to see that the head of his cock was purplish. With the slit on the underside, it reminded me of a plum. I laughed. "What is funny?" "The head looks like a plum and I want to eat it." Dad rubbed my hair. "Just don't bite your snack." I wanted his cum, so I began sucking and stroking it. "Ah!" Dad held my head tightly in his hands. "Ah, fuck!" Dad said as his hot cum shot into my mouth. It hit the back of my throat hard and I moaned. There was a lot of it and I swallowed as fast as I could. It was thicker than Osman's and I had to swallow harder to get it down. I kept stroking the shaft as he came. After five or six spurts, there was less and less of it. I swallowed the rest of it. I was ecstatic! If he let me suck him and even came in my mouth, I was sure he would fuck me. It worked! Finally he pulled me up and hugged me. "Did you like it?" He grinned at me. "What made you do such a thing?" "You are my father. I wanted to please you. I hope I did. I love you, Dad." "I love you, too, Tiny." "Will you let me do this for you all the time?" Dad laughed. "So you want to be my little wife, huh?" "Yes, Dad. If you'll let me. I want you to fuck me, too." Dad moaned when I said that. I wrapped my hand around his cock. "You want it, don't you, Tiny?" "Yes, Dad. I do. I really like your dick." "Do you want to start sleeping with me?" "I would love that!" "A wife's place is in her husband's bed." "I know. That is where I want to be. With my husband." Dad kissed me. It was very intense. I moaned as he kissed me. I wrapped my arms around my 'husband'. He licked my face and sucked on my ears. I ran my hands over him. He looked at me with a wild expression. "You are very beautiful, Tiny. I am very lucky to have an eager, beautiful wife. And I will fuck you. Often. Dad smiled. "How do you like the way I taste? You really got a mouthful." "I loved it, Dad! I want more!" Dad laughed. "Later! But for now, are you ready, bride to lose your virginity to your husband?" "Yes, Dad." "You will call me by my name now." "Yes, Hasan." I reached for the bottle of vaseline I'd brought with me. I handed it to Dad, I mean Hasan, and he smiled. "I see you really do want this." "Very much, Hasan. I want your cock in me and I want all your cum." "You will have it, my beauty. Now lie on your back and pull your legs up. I want to look at my bride when I take her for the first time." Dad rubbed vaseline on his cock and then put some in my hole. He held his cock at my hole and said "Ready, wife?" "I'm ready. Please fuck me and please enjoy it." Dad moaned when I said that. Dad pushed his cock in me. It hurt like hell and then I remembered to push out. That helped some, but not much. I closed my eyes and tried not to scream. I clinched my eyes tight and felt them watering. "I know it hurts. Give it time and there will be only pleasure," Dad said. It started to hurt less and he pushed more of himself into me. He paused for a moment before pushing more into me. Finally, his body was pressed up against mine. He was all the way inside me. I smiled at him even though it hurt. He had a strange look on his face. I had never seen it before. He was definitely not unhappy, though. "I have the most handsome husband in the world." "I suppose you will want jewels and trinkets." "No. The kids would make fun of me at school if I wore jewels." Dad laughed, loudly. I laughed, too. "And I don't even know what a trinket is, but it sounds girly. No, Hasan. I just want your cock. Just your love and your big cock." "You've got both, my love." "Now I will try to impregnate you." Hasan began fucking me slowly. Then he sped up. He was grunting and the bed started to bounce. I ran my hands over my husband's body. I felt his biceps and his shoulders. I ran my fingers through the hair on his chest. Then I pinched one of his nipples. Osman said he might like that. Hasan smiled at me, so I think he did. I pinched the other. "Am I pleasing you, Hasan?" "Oh, yes!" Hasan grabbed my hair with one hand and began really fucking me hard. That went on for about a minute and it hurt, but I tried not to let it show on my face. Then he shouted and I could feel his cock twitching inside me. He panted and made short thrusts. He said, "Ah," with each thrust. Finally, he finally stopped. He had that look again. "You have a funny look on your face, Daddy. What is it?" "Complete satisfaction, I think." I grinned at him. "I feel your cum in me." "You will feel that often." I yelled in happiness and he grinned at me. He pulled slowly out of me and then straddled me. He slapped my face twice with his still stiff cock. Some cum flew out of the end of his cock. I smiled up at him. I rubbed his cock all over my face. Then I slid down and began sucking on his balls. "Fuck! You are insatiable, Tiny! You get that from me!" He fucked me again. This time he shouted as he was fucking me and the bed kept hitting the wall. His cock did something to me and I screamed. It was the most amazing feeling. Now I know it was an orgasm. My first and given to me by my dad. I mean husband. After I screamed I looked at Hasan and said "Thank you!" He grinned at me and kept fucking. He yelled as he came again. After he came inside me we were both exhausted. I got a damp towel and wiped him down, especially his cock, so I could suck it later if he wanted more. Hasan laid there looking very pleased and I was definitely pleased. My butt hurt, but I felt like singing. The most handsome man in the world loved me and wanted to have sex with me! I looked at his cock. It was half-hard and resting on his thigh. It was mine! I got in bed and he kissed me. "I love you, Tiny. You are so beautiful." "I love you, Dad I mean Hasan." He laughed and said "Don't worry about it, Tiny. You can call me Dad. It will cause fewer questions when we are with others. If you suddenly start calling me Hasan, everyone will wonder why." I smiled. "I love you. I hope I can make you as happy as you make me, Dad." "You do." He pulled me to him and we slept.