Date: Mon, 10 Nov 2003 18:17:53 -0800 (PST)
From: Hanover Physt <handover_physt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Toby\Good Boy part 5 (Mb/bb inst anal oral)

    This is a work of pure fiction, nothing else. It contains scenes of
sexual acts between an adult male and a minor child. If this isn't your cup
of tea then what the hell are you doing here? If this type of literature is
illegal in your neck of the woods then you take your own risks at your own
liability in continuing to read. All characters are figments of my
imagination and have no relationship to anyone leaving or dead. None of
this ever happened, at least to my knowledge it hasn't. By writing this I
do not condone such behavior between an adult and a minor child, nor do I
suggest that such activities should happen.

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    If you like this story then please let me know.  If you don't. well let
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Constructive criticism is always welcome and will be read with an open
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Email me at: Handover_Physt@yahoo.com

    I apologize for the long delay in getting this chapter out. In the past
month, I have lost a dear friend and a mother in law. Add to this, between
the two losses, my baby girl broke her leg and is still in a spica cast.

    This chapter I dedicate in memory of that dear friend. He was at one
time my adult friend and then lover, but always he was my best friend. He
was like a second father to me.  Ken, I will never forget you!  :'(

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                                 Good Boy

    It was a cold October morning as Toby put on his cleats. This was to be
the last game of the season for his team. They had not made it into the
finals, so win or loose, this game was it. Toby wasn't bothered in the
least that his team didn't make it into the finals. He had had fun all
summer long and he would just play all the harder the next year. Coach
Bigmen blew the whistle and 15, five and six year old boys in blue and
white diamond shirts with baggy white shorts and tall blue socks, took to
the field. It was an enchanting sight to sees all the cute boys running
about, their skinny arms waving and their spindly legs pumping. The coach
ran them through some drills to get them warmed up, and soon the milky
flesh began to take on a pink glow.

    One boy stood out amongst the rest. He was slightly taller the other
boys, but that is not what made him noticeable. What was different about
this boy was that he played so much better then the rest. He was their
center and team captain. Rami seemed to have been born with a soccer ball
at his feet. Even coach Bigmen was hard pressed to take the ball from the
boy. If only he had a couple more players like him.  Unfortunately the
other player that was nearly as good as Rami was the boy's older brother,
who played in the 3rd & 4th grade league.  Rami had been playing soccer
since soon after he could walk. Of course, up until last spring, when his
father moved his family to America to take a post at the nearby hospital,
he had called it football.

    Another whistle blew and coach Bigmen called in the four players that
were not going to be in the starting lineup.  Toby was on the far side of
the field in the left wing position and Reece played goal keeper. The other
team won the toss and soon the game was under way. A flood of boys
converged on the ball despite the efforts of both of the team's coaches, as
well as Rami, yelling for the boys to keep their positions.  The first
quarter was a wild rush of gangling youth perusing the ball from one side
of the field to the next. After the initial rush of the first quarter, the
coaches managed to convince most of the boys to fad back and to keep to
their places. Then the real game began.

    Forty-five minutes of running after a ball, kicking it from one end of
the field to the other, sliding into other players, and just having a grand
time, and Toby's team, The Bear Cubs,  finally one the game, 1 - 0. Rami
had scored the only goal in the game on a break away in the second half. No
body could catch him, and the other team's goal keeper never stood a chance
against the boy.

    Mr. Stenton caught up to his son as he was taking of his cleats to put
his sneakers back on. "That was a great game, tiger. Nice hustle out
there."

    "Thanks Daddy" Toby grinned.

    As soon as Toby finished tying his last shoe, Palmer scooped up his son
and put him on his shoulder to carry him to the truck. It was to cold for
the motorcycle now so it had been stored away in the back of their garage.
The truck warmed up quickly, for which Toby was immensely grateful. He had
gotten quite the chill out there and the heat felt wonderful. The two
talked about the game as they road home, discussing what Toby had done
right and what he needed to work on. Palmer emphasized with his son the
importance of team work, if everybody on the team did their part, then next
year they were sure to be in the finals. Toby promised he would be much
better at it next year. Palmer agreed that he would be.

    Once they got home Palmer popped his question that he had been
wrestling with since last night. "Hey sport, how would you like to stay
over Reece's tonight?"

    Toby let out an excited whoop. It had been two weeks since his last
sleepover with Reece. Two weeks for him to digest all the new feeling he
had experienced in the two days just prior to the sleepover, as well as the
events of that night. Since then he had not been called on by his teacher,
nor had he and Reece done anything, not even talked about it. Even Toby's
father, the past couple weeks, had doing nothing more then gently rub his
bum. His daddy would come to bed and sometimes wake him by rubbing his bum.
He would just rub gently, like petting a dog, until both of them fell
asleep, but nothing else had happened. Toby wanted something else to
happen. He didn't know what it was, but he knew he wanted something. He
wanted that special feeling to fill him up again the way it did when his
daddy and Mrs. Webber had played with his bum.  The memory of his last
sleepover excited him; the memory of his father excited him more.

    "Can Reece sleepover with us instead?" Toby asked. He was thinking that
maybe he and Reece could get his daddy to rub their bums and maybe even
kiss them at night.

    "Well tiger, I was planning on going out with a friend and would not be
getting home until real late. But I'll tell you what. You do this for me,
and next time, I promise, Reece can stay over at our house."

    Toby frowned, "You're going on another date, huh?  I don't want another
mommy. We don't need no stupid girl anyway." Toby crossed his arms and
pouted.

    "No worries there, tiger. I have NO intention of marrying again.
Besides, I was not going to go out with any `stupid girl' as you put it."
Palmer didn't elaborate any more on that. "But if you really don't want me
to go then you can have Reece stay over tonight.  But next weekend is mine.
Deal?"

    "DEAL!"  Toby ran to his father and hugged him tight. "You're the best,
daddy!"

    Palmer called Greg, his friend from work, to let him know that he would
have to take a rain-check on their night out. He promised that they would
definitely go out next weekend. He then called to see if Reece was able and
willing to come over for the night. Paul, Reece's father, asked Reece if he
would like to stay over. Palmer could hear the excited screech in the
background and knew what Reece had thought of the idea.  Paul said he could
drop Reece off sometime after 4:00pm and that he could send him home on
Sunday when ever he had had enough of him. Palmer made the same
arrangements for Toby to stay there the following weekend, with the same
stipulations about sending his boy home.  Paul assured Palmer that Toby was
always welcome and they would never have enough of Toby there. They both
laughed at that, without even realizing that they both were thinking of the
same thing. Palmer hung up the phone still laughing lightly.

    "OK tiger, it's all set for tonight. So what say you take a quick
shower to wash up then we can go out and grab a bite to eat?  McDonalds or
pizza?"

    "Can we go to Denny's and have brek-fest?" Toby begged.

    "All right, sport, breakfast it is." Palmer replied.  "Now strip and
shower. I'm not taking a dirty little boy anywhere, even one as cute and
adorable as you are."

    Toby left a trail of clothes as he ran up the stairs peeling off his
soiled soccer kit.  Palmer followed behind him more sedately, picking up
the mess and quietly admiring the view. He tossed the pile of crumbled
clothes into the hamper in the laundry room before grabbing a clean towel
out of the closet. Palmer walked in to the bathroom as Toby was stepping
into the shower, his ivory white butt in sharp contrast to his dirty legs
and still slightly tanned back.

    "Here's a clean towel for you, for when you're done with your shower.
I'll leave it on the toilet set here after I'm done peeing." Palmer said as
he dropped the towel by the sink, to unzip his pants.

    Toby was about to close the sliding door when he heard what his father
was going to do. "Daddy, can you. well can I." Toby stammered.  "You know,
what we did before.  Can we do it again?"

    Palmer stopped dead in his tracks, his soft dick half out of the
opening of his boxers. He had been waiting for this for the best couple
weeks, hoping for it, in fact, yet still unsure of how to proceed.  He
stood there facing the open toilet, his back still do his son, "What would
you like to do, tiger?"  Palmer knew that he would do whatever his son
asked. They could go out for breakfast later, he had been waiting to long
for this to even considering putting any time constraints on it.

    Toby noticed that his father hadn't turned around, and he wasn't sure
if he was going to get in trouble for this or not. Hesitantly, he told his
father what it was he wanted. He half expected to get yelled at, at any
moment. "What we did in the shower before," Toby paused, and then finished
in a voice barely above a whisper, "when you had to pee."

    You could have knocked Toby's father over with a father at that point.
He had expected to have Toby ask to have his bum licked again or maybe to
have his little dick sucked on. Palmer had even imagined his son asking to
suck on his man cock. He had not expected the boy to ask to be peed on. He
had to make sure of this. "You want me to pee on you, in the shower?"  He
asked.

    "You can if you want. You can do that too," Toby stated hopefully. "But
I wanted to try and drink it again." He swallowed hard.  For some reason
that Toby couldn't understand, the thought of drinking his daddy's pee both
filled him with shame and excitement. The taste was mild, almost bland, but
it was warm too, but it was something special that was just his daddy's.

    Palmer heard the dubious tone in his son's request, and took steps to
reassure his son at once. He turned to face his son, his dick still hanging
limply out of his pants. "It's ok Toby. You can ask me anything and I won't
be upset, I promise you. If that is something you want to try again, then
ok, we will." Palmer got down on one knee and held Toby gently by his
shoulders. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

    Toby only nodded. Palmer smiled and stood up and leaned over the side
of the tub. He pulled his cock and balls all the way out of his boxers now,
and held it up for his son. "OK tiger, it's all your!"

    Toby beamed at his father, his joy plainly evident as he leaned over
and took the head of his daddy's dick in his mouth. He held it there, the
gland resting on his supple tongue, waiting for his father to begin. He did
not have long to wait.  Palmer let loose with a fountain of his hot piss. A
geyser of coffee induced liquid byproduct.  The stream came out suddenly
and with such great force that Toby could not swallow it fast enough. With
in seconds he was spluttering and gagging on the hot flow and moved his
mouth off of the source of his predicament. His face got covered with his
daddy's hot and pungent piss. It flowed up his nose and burned in his eyes.
Piss came spewing out of his mouth as he gasped for breath, and covered the
front of his daddy's pants. Choking and spluttering the dark amber fluid
found every available egress from the young boy's throat.  His body's need
for air forced the pee back up his throat and out his nose.  Toby stood
there coughing and gagging; piss dripping from his nose and mouth, and off
his chin.

    Palmer pinched the base of his dick, cutting off the flow of urine even
before his clenched muscles could to the job.  Toby started to cry.  This
was not the warm and bland pee his father had had last time. This was hot
and acrid, and gushing out with such force that the little tike thought he
was going to drown. His eyes stung and his nose burned, his throat was raw
from hacking. Still, what little he did taste, mixed now with his own
saliva, he found the flavor of it somewhat pleasing, in a strange sort of
way.  Palmer grabbed the removable shower head and aimed it at Toby's face.
He rinsed the pee from the boy's eyes then hosed of the snot slicked piss
off his upper lip and finally cleaned off his pee soaked chin. Palmer let
the shower head drop and hugged his boy to him. Toby whimpered a little
more, but the burning in his eyes, and the pungent odor no longer seared
his nose.

    At last the sobs subsided and Toby was able to speak. "It came out so
fast, and tasted, I don't know, bitter I guess. I'm sorry, daddy. I didn't
mean to spit it on your pants. But it came out my nose too." Toby wrinkled
his face up in disgust.

    "Don't worry about my clothes. I can always change those. Are YOU all
right?"

    "Uh huh!" Toby replied with a nod. Toby cocked his head and looked at
his dad, "Why did it taste so funny this time?"

    "Well Toby," Palmer began, "piss has some of the flavor of whatever you
have been eating or drinking at the time.  Last time I had been drinking
water all night, so my pee was mild, but this morning I've been drinking a
lot of coffee to keep myself warm while you ran around." He smiled and
ruffled Toby's hair. He then stood up, "So that is why my pee had a
stronger taste to it. As for how hard it came out, well I'm the one who
should be apologizing to you. I didn't think to control it and just let it
out. Apparently a lot faster then you could swallow it. I'm sorry Toby. Do
you forgive me?"

    Toby wrapped his arms around his daddy's waist, "'course I do, daddy!"
He pulled away and looked at the flaccid cock that was poking him in the
chin. "I can try again, daddy, if you still have to go." Toby didn't wait
for an answer and simply but the cock head in his mouth and started to
swirl his tongue around the huge gland.

    Palmer moaned softly, "OK Tiger, but this time I'll let it go more
slowly."

    Toby's father began to slowly empty his bladder into his son's quickly
siphoning mouth. Toby sucked hard and swallowed as fast as he could. Palmer
quickly learned this time just when to hold back and when to let go again.
It took nearly 3 minutes before Toby had finally drained his daddy's cock
to the last drop. But by this time, Palmer had gotten a raging hard-on. He
looked down at his son and the two smiled at each other. No words were
spoken yet each new what the other wanted.

    Palmer undid his belt and let his pants fall. He kicked them to the
side before pushing his cock back through the opening of his boxers and
sliding them off as well. He pulled his sweater over his head and the t-
shirt underneath come off with it. Lastly he kicked off his shoes and
pulled of the socks. He stood before his son, as naked as the boy.  Palmer
picked the shower head up and replaced it in its holder, then stepped
inside the shower, closing the door behind him.

    He let the warm water sluice off his shoulders and back, luxuriating in
the relaxing effect of the pounding droplets. His body shielded his young
son from the spray of the water, leaving a pocket of nominal dryness in the
midst of the tepid deluge. He pushed the tip of his cock down with his
thumb, pointing it at his waiting child.

    Toby leaned over just slightly and took the distended gland into his
mouth. He reached out to grab the base with his right hand as his left hand
rested against his daddy's hip, providing support, and tactile comfort.
Toby let his instinct and desire guide him as he ran his tongue over and
around the protruding cock head. He tasted of the saltiness and the faint,
lingering tasty of his daddy's pee. Toby pushed his tongue into the slit at
the top, trying to pry out any more golden drops of juice. His daddy just
moaned and moved his large fingers through his hair.

    Palmer guided his sons suctioning mouth over his cock, pushing the head
in further and past the swabbing action of his son's talented tongue. He
pushed until he reached the back of the boy's mouth and then held it there.
His son's hot mouth stuffed with his man-cock. He could feel his son's
breath across his groin, the dampness of the skin giving it a cool and
chilling feeling. Palmer let Toby pull off of his cock, but the boy quickly
went back down, bobbing his head and bouncing the tip of his daddy's dick
off the back of his throat. Palmer put one hand against the wall to steady
himself as his soon expertly took him to new heights. His ex-wife was never
this good, not in her wildest dreams. Their boy was the true talent at
sucking cock.

    Palmer used his other hand to guide the boy on his throbbing meat. He
moved his had along with his sons head, as it moved back and forth along
the three inches of cock in his mouth. Palmer stopped his son's bouncing
actions and held him in place, with almost a third of his cock stuffed in
the boy's mouth. He could feel the head of his cock as it rested in the
back of the boy's warm mouth.  He waited until he could feel his son
breathe in, and then forced his cock deeper into the waiting orifice. Toby
started to gag, but Palmer coaxed the boy into relaxing. Amazingly, Toby
quickly got control of his reflexes and breathing and was ready to go
further. His father didn't disappoint him and pushed his cock in steadily
until 5 of his 8 inches were lodged in the boy's mouth with the last two
pushing into his throat. He held it there for a few seconds before he
pulled it back out to give his son a chance to breathe then slowly pushed
it back in, this time adding an extra  half inch. Toby gagged again, but
recovered even quicker this time. Palmer slowly pumped his dick in and out
of his boy's throat several times. Every few strokes, he would pull out
until only the head of his cock rested on his boy's tongue, then once
again, force his man meat down the little boy's small throat. He did this
for several minutes until Toby had six inches of fat daddy cock stuffed in
his mouth and down his throat

    Toby's mouth was stretched to the max trying to engulf his daddy's 2 «
inch girth. His jaw ached at being spread so wide open. He could hardly
move his tongue, the fat cock filling up almost every space in his young
but eager mouth. He let his hand drop from the base of the cock to instead
settle on and then tug at his fathers balls, grasping them were shaft and
scrotum met. He sucked with all his might but could not get any more of his
daddy's dick in his mouth, it was just too thick. Slowly he pulled back,
creating a near vacuum in his mouth as he tried to suck it back in and pull
off at the same time. Toby loved the feel of his daddy's cock in his mouth.
He loved the taste of the cock in his mouth as well.  He moved his head
from side to side as he danced upon the fleshy shaft. He could hear his
daddy moaning loudly now, as he was pushed further done on his dads
swelling cock.

    Palmer could barely restrain him self from shoving his cock all the way
down his son's throat.  Toby's mouth was so hot on his cock. It was driving
him wild. He forced three quarters of his pulsing cock into his boy's
mouth. He could feel the head lodged in the boy's throat, the tiny muscles
milking the sensitive gland. He put both hands on his boy's head and held
him down on his cock. Then with short quick strokes he fucked the little
tike's throat. The tight passage messaged the head of his dick, sending
electric shivers coursing through his body. He was an animal out of
control, pulling back just long enough for Toby to take a deep breath then
ramming his meat back down the boy's throat. He couldn't get enough of his
son's beautiful mouth.

    Toby grabbed his father's hips, not to push off with but to hold on to
as his daddy fucked his mouth hard. He quickly picked up the rhythm of
breathing and sucking, and was no longer gagging or sputtering for air as
the shaft was plunged back down into his swollen throat. Toby soon came to
love every minute of it. His own little cocklet was standing out straight
and almost hurt him it was so hard, but he didn't want to stop. He could
tell his daddy was getting close. He could feel the already huge cock head
getting even bigger. It was hard to breathe but the feel of his daddy's
prick sliding across his lips was incredible and he refused to pull off
until his daddy rewarded him with the white creamy stuff. His nose was
almost touching his father's pubes. He had swallowed another inch of the
thick meat as his father pumped harder and faster.

    Palmer was fucking a good two inches of his meat in and out of his
son's widely stretched throat. It felt incredible. He could feel the seed
in his balls begin to boil over. The twin, hairy globes tried to pull up
but his son's hand tugged them down again, holding back the load from
erupting. He fucked his little boy's tender mouth for a good ten minutes.
The pressure continued to build. His cock was as hard as it had ever been,
eight inches of fleshy steel, pistonning in and out of his son's mouth. He
couldn't believe how great it felt, nor how much his son obviously loved
every inch of it. The sight of his cock buried in his son's mouth, and the
feel of his boy pulling him closer finally brought Palmer to the pinnacle
of rapture. He thrust his cock hard against the boy's tonsils, his hands
holding him down. Toby's nose pressed hard into his groin. The thrust
pulled his aching balls out of his son's grasping hands and they exploded
with a geyser of hot cum, pumped directly into the boy's empty tummy. The
first three powerful spurts went right down Toby's gullet before Palmer
pulled back so that only the pulsing head was in the boy's mouth. There he
blasted four more thick spurts of cream.

Toby held it all in his mouth until he could feel his daddy's cock stop
throbbing. He lifted off and looked his daddy in the eyes with love in his
own then swallowed the rest of the huge load in one gulp. Palmer picked
Toby up cupping his tender ass in his large hand and kissed him fiercely,
pushing his tongue into his son's mouth to lick up the remainder of his own
cum that still coated the boy's oral cavity.

    "Oh my god Toby, I can't believe you took all 8 inches of my cock in
your hot fucking mouth. You are fucking amazing." Palmer was so over come
with the sheer heights of his ecstasy that he didn't even realize the
vulgar language he was using to his own son.

    Toby grinned from ear to ear.  He was so happy that he could make his
daddy feel this good. He didn't even comment that his father used the "F"
word. It was just like Reece had said. You could use that word when having
sex and not get in trouble. "Did you like fucking my mouth daddy?" Toby
asked just to prove he could get away with it.

    "Like it?  Hell that was the best fucking blow job I have ever had. You
can suck my cock any time you want, tiger. Anytime! FUCK. Your mother
hardly ever sucked my tool and when she did she gagged with only half of it
in her mouth. As long as you want to suck the cum out of my balls, you can
bet I'll never look at another woman again."

    Palmer leaned against the shower wall, totally spent and exhausted. The
water once again fell upon Toby's tiny form, rinsing away any last remnants
of his daddy's explosive load. Toby washed him self as his father looked on
in numb amazement. Palmer didn't even resist as Toby soaped up his own
chest then groin, until Toby tried to soap up his cock. The still super
sensitive organ could not bear to be touched and Palmer pulled away to
stand on shaky legs and rinse off.




    A couple hours later, after a late yet filling breakfast, Father and
son stopped by the Webber's home to pick up Reece.  Palmer had decided to
pick the boy up early and the three of them could take in a movie.  Reece
was eager to go, and flew out of the house and into Palmers Truck, landing
on the seat next to Toby.  With two eager boys in his truck Palmer wasted
no more time and waved goodbye to Paul as he pulled out of the driveway.
Reece was to bust jabbering with Toby to bother waving to his dad.

    The local theater was only a few miles away and soon they were pulling
into the parking lot.  The boys ran inside as Palmer went and bought the
tickets, one adult and two children, for the new movie "Good Boy".  He met
the boys waiting for him by the concession stand.  Palmer bought the sodas
and popcorn for the three of them, while he was thinking just how good a
boy his son was.  His eyes roamed over Reece's back side as he was waiting
in line, and he wondered if Reece was a good boy too.

    Sodas in hand and one large tub of popcorn between them all, the three
walked into a nearly empty theater and had their choice of seating.  The
entrance in to the theater was almost two thirds up the row of seats. An
isle separated the last third which was elevated a couple feet over the
rest so that people coming in or going out during a show would not block
the screen from anyone sitting in the back third of the room. The boys
chose the very back row of the back third. Palmer took the aisle seat with
Toby on his right and Reese next to Toby. By the time the coming
attractions started, only a dozen more groups had come in and all of them
had taken seats scattered around the bottom two thirds of the theater. They
had the entire back section to them selves. The next closest people were at
least 5 rows down from the entry aisle. It was a father and his 10 year old
son. Once the movie actually started the boys quickly quieted down, and
before long the popcorn and sodas were all but memories.

    About half way through the feature the inevitable happened. The
combination of a large soda and a little boy came to its foregone
conclusion. Reece had to go to the bathroom.

    "Come on Toby, you too. Let's get this all done at once," Palmer said.

    "Aw dad, I don't have to go. I don't wanna miss any of the movie," Toby
whispered loudly.

    "I'm sorry tiger, but we don't have a choice. I can't leave you here by
yourself and I can't let Reece go out to the bathroom by himself either, so
we all have to go. We'll be right back and you'll hardly miss a thing."

    Toby pouted. Then an idea hit him and he whispered it hurriedly to his
daddy as Reece started to dance in his seat from his body's urgings. Palmer
grinned as he looked over to Reece. He then cast his gaze out around the
theater before looking back to Toby and giving him a slight nod.

    Toby slid out of his seat and kneeled on the sticky floor in front of
Reece. Reece looked down at Toby questioningly but his friend only grinned
and held a finger to his lips. Palmer casually slid into the chair that
Toby just vacated and put his arm around Reece's shoulder. He leaned over
to whisper into the now confused and slightly frightened boy.

"Toby is going to help you with your problem," he whispered. "Just be quiet
about it and when he starts, go slow."

    Reece was about to question what Mr. Stenton was talking about when
Toby reached up and with one quick yank slid Reece's pants down over his
hips and to his knees. Palmer was ready and had his hand over the boys
mouth before the yelp of surprise could come out. In his sudden surprise,
Reece almost lost his fight to hold back his pee. Palmer smiled and slowly
removed his hand from the boy, making sure he wasn't going to make anymore
noise.

    Reece was afraid. He didn't know what was going on. He couldn't figure
out why Toby had pulled his pants down in the middle of the theater nor why
his friend's father not only watched Toby do this but had prevented him
from saying anything about it.  His frantic brain had little time to
contemplate the bizarre events when he felt Toby's wet lips engulf his tiny
penis.

    "Now remember, let it out slowly," Palmer whispered to Reece. He slid
the hand, which had been over Reece's mouth, down to rest on the top of his
sons head.

    Reece looked at Mr. Stenton in total confusion and the only
intelligible sound he could make was a simple "HUH?"

    "Your pee, silly.  Let it out slowly and Toby will take care of it for
you."

Meanwhile Toby had sucked Reece's little penis into a slightly larger but
much firmer hard-on.

"You sure `bout this Mr. Stenton?" Reece asked hesitantly.

    Toby lifted off of Reece's dick long enough to re-assure his friend
that he really wanted to do it.  Reece slid down in the chair so that his
butt was right at the edge. Toby pulled his friends pants down to his
ankles to get them out of his way, then once again took his friends tiny
cocklet into his mouth.  Reece had to work at relaxing enough to let his
pee out, but eventually it did.  He managed to keep the flow going slowly
as he felt Toby sucking hard and swallowing. He was totally amazed be the
feeling of a hot mouth around his dick as he peed and let out a contented
sigh.  Palmer slid his hand up the boy's shirt and started to play with his
nipples as his son continued to drink his friend's hot stream.

It didn't take Reece long to finish peeing and Toby caught and drank every
drop of it.  Like he had done with his father this morning, Toby kept on
sucking on Reece's little prick. It had stayed hard while he had peed and
now was feeling better and better. Toby reached up and tugged on his
friends marble sized balls as his head bobbed up and down quickly on the
little 2 inch tool in his mouth. Reece could only moan as he succumbed to
the pleasuring of his cock by his friend's hot little mouth. Palmer gently
turned Reece's face to him and kissed the boy deeply, forcing his tongue
through the easily parted lips and into the oral cavity that they shielded.
He continued to kiss the boy and rub his nipples as Toby brought his friend
to the pinnacle of an intense 5 year old orgasm, and then over the edge.
Reece sucked the breath right out of Mr. Stenton's mouth as the dry cum
racked his body with quivering shakes.

    Palmer pulled back and at last Reece was able to breathe properly
again. He took in a deep breath as he sat back in his seat and pulled his
still hard cock out of Toby's mouth.  "Wow Toby, that was awe-some," Reece
said a bit louder then he meant to.

    Toby by this time had moved to kneel in front of his daddy and was
working on undoing his daddy's belt.

"Sorry tiger but I don't have to go now." But Toby only giggled and tucked
harder on the belt.

    "It's K daddy. I'm pretty full and can't drink much more anyway."  Toby
said as the two ends of the belt came apart and he pulled on the pants
button.

"Well if you're that determined to get at it son," Palmer grinned
knowingly, "then I can give you a little cream to wash it all done with.
But you'll have to work for it."

Toby giggled again. With his father now helping him, he soon had the pants
and underwear down to his daddy's ankles. Palmer's hard 8 inch cock bounced
up, pre-cum oozing from the top. Reece looked at Mr. Stenton's huge cock in
wide eyed amazement, his mouth hanging open as he stared at it with just a
little lust. He watched as Toby moved up and flicked his tongue across the
top of his daddy's dick, licking off the glob of clear pre-cum that was
drooling over the side.

    Reece sat there with his own pants still down around his ankles and his
cock hard and pulsing. He watched as his best friend started to suck on the
man's huge cock and with out thinking about it, he reached over and wrapped
his fingers around the base of Mr. Stenton's cock.  His hand just barely
made it around the bottom of the fat shaft. He had to squeeze to get his
finger to touch his thumb. Palmer moaned softly as he felt the little
fingers wrap themselves around his cock. Toby then took his cock head all
the way down into his throat, a good 5 inches in one gulp, with out even
the slightest gag.

    Palmer slid down in his chair now, his head resting on the back wall as
he looked down his body at the two boys working on his cock. They were such
good boys, he laughed to himself. He reached over to Reece and wrapped an
arm around him again to pull him in closer. Reece slid his bum to one side
and laid his head down onto Palmer's chest. Palmer slid his own hand down
the boys back and cupped one of the firm milky globes of the boy's small
ass.  His son was sucking on his cock hard and fast as Reece slid his hand
up to meet his boy's lips then back down again as Toby came up. It was pure
Nirvana, the feeling of two young boys working together on his pole,
striving to bring him to a climax. Palmer held off. He had to bite his
lower lip to prevent himself from making too much noise, but a moan or two
still escaped. Thankfully the sound was easily drowned out by the loudness
of the theaters sound system.

Toby sucked on his daddy's cock for several minutes. Palmer enjoyed every
second of it. Having shot a powerful load into his son's mouth not to long
ago, he had no trouble making this blow job last. Eventually Toby pulled
off his daddy's cock to give his jaw a rest. Reece quickly swooped in and
engulfed the head of the cock in his own hot little mouth. Reece had to
kneel in his seat and lean over the arm rest to get the man cock into his
mouth with out the armrest digging into his chest. He didn't even think
about his naked ass pointing up in the air, but Palmer did. Palmer slid his
hand over the boy's twin globes, caressing them as the boy sucked three
inches of his cock into his little mouth.  Toby hunched down and began to
lick then suck on his fathers big hairy balls. Palmer couldn't help it; he
had to pump his hips as he forced more of his cock into Reece's mouth. He
got another inch in before the boy gagged. He stopped pushing, not wanting
the gagging noise to draw any attention or to have Reece puke all over his
lap. Palmer continued to fondle Reece's ass as the boy sucked hungrily on
his cock. He felt Toby lift his balls up and begin to tongue them from
underneath, licking right into his musky, sweaty crack.

    Palmer slid his hand down the crack of his son's friend, and without
giving it any thought, he slid his middle finger all the way into Reece's
welcoming and oh so warm boy-hole. Reece moaned and pushed back onto the
invading finger, clamping his cheeks down upon it as he rode the digit.
Reece sucked loudly on Mr. Stenton's cock now, his drool coating the member
in a slick sheen. Toby felt his daddy's balls pull up and knew what was
coming. He ran his tongue up from the bottom of the hairy orbs, over the
top and up the shaft until he reached his friends dancing lips. Palmer
couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust his finger hard into Reece's tight
chute, forcing the boy down undo his erupting cock. Toby was licking all
around his daddy's rigid cock, keeping his mouth right next to his friends.
He could feel the cum flowing up the shaft with his tongue. Reece caught
the first two hot loads and pulled off to swallow. Toby was right there and
had his mouth over the head of his daddy's cock by the time the third shot
burst forth and hit him in the back of his throat. He swallowed three more
hot and creamy squirts before there was no more to drink.

    He let the slowly deflating cock fall from his mouth as he turned his
head and kissed Reese on the lips. Reece instantly opened his mouth and the
two boys shared the remnants of Palmers explosive cock juices, mere inches
above delivering organ. They kissed for several long seconds as Palmer
continued to finger Reece's exposed ass. The kiss went on, each boy
wrapping an arm around the other. Palmer was getting hard again watching
the boys in their lustful and passionate kiss.  Reece's ass gripped his
finger like a warm silk glove. He could feel every gently tug, as the boy
flexed his muscles. He wanted nothing more then to leave his finger there
for a long time, yet that was not to be, the movie had already been going
for over an hour. He pulled the finger out slowly, eliciting a soft moan
from the child. Palmer sniffed at the digit then sucked it clean in his
mouth.

    Reluctantly, he stopped the still kissing boys and they all got dressed
and resumed their seats just in time to see the last 15 minutes of the
movie. They had all missed most of the movie, yet none of them were
concerned about that in the slightest. Palmer already knew where the Good
Boys were in this theater.



    As Palmer led the boys out of the cinema, he couldn't help feeling a
twinge of guilt. He had just had the best blowjob of his life, and from two
5 year old boys at that. Then to top it of he had really gotten off on
fingering his son's friend's ass. Reese's buns seemed to just suck his
finger in. His ex-wife could never compare to what he had just experienced.
It was fantastically erotic and deliciously naughty, and he couldn't wait
to sample the wares of these boys again. And yet he couldn't escape the
feelings of guilt. He couldn't help but wonder if this was what a loving
parent was supposed to do with his son. There was no question that he loved
his son, but this had involved more then his son. He felt more lust then
love for his son's friend, Reece, and it was that that bothered him the
most now.

    To assuage his guilt, Mr. Stenton took the boys to Toy-R-Us where they
proceeded to run amuck for the next hour or so.  He didn't even try to keep
up with the boys, as they ran from one part of the store to the next. But
like a good parent, he kept the exit in sight at all times. After all he
didn't want some pervert taking off with his kid. Toby and Reece eventually
ended up at the video games. They tried several of the games before, in
typical little boy fashion, the got bored with that and ran of to the next
thing. Palmer let them play and try anything they wanted until he was
feeling a little less guilty and a lot more stressed from two wild boys in
a toy store.  At last he rounded the boys up. Toby had a Wiggles toy
guitar, and Reece had found a new Tonka back-loader. Palmer didn't care
what they cost. After this afternoon they were worth it.

    Once home, Toby and Reece disappeared into Toby's bedroom to play -
just about the only thing that room was used for anymore - while Palmer
headed off to his den and the internet to share his fabulous afternoon at
the movies.  Toby serenaded Reece on his new guitar. He had a nice soprano
voice, worthy of any boy's choir. But then Libera never sang any Uncle
Kracker tunes. Then again, Uncle Kracker never sounded as good as Toby.
Reece rummaged around in Toby's toy box until he found the old toy piano
buried in there. Together they made music. As good as Toby sounded - well
let's just say that Reece was no Schroeder. He started to croon in with his
friend, each one getting louder, trying to out to the other.


    The cacophony reached all the way down into the den where Palmer was
trying to chat online. "Boys!  Take it out side." He yelled out the door.
"BOYS!!!"  He yelled out again. "OUTSIDE!  And don't forget your jackets."

    The two boys scurried down stairs and out the door. Reece had his new
truck and Toby had a police car and fire engine, one in each hand. The boys
were soon once again ensconced into their playing, oblivious to time and
anything else for that matter.

    Palmer logged into his favorite message board as he continued his chat
with other boy lovers. He only told a select few what transpired in the
theater. For many, I was ok to love a boy and enjoy their company, but not
their bodies. Palmer respected this, but had to wonder to him self, just
how well many of those kept their "morals" in practice and not just in
word.

    The board had a lot of new threads today, most about the new news
letter that had just gone out. Palmer brought up his email, and sure
enough, there was his copy. He spent the time reading it over. The news
letter was much like the site, witty and informative, a mixture of boy and
boy-love topics and an irreverent horoscope.

    Palmer saw the time and logged of his pc to start dinner. Tonight he
was making his renowned Chicken Dumplings. He picked up the phone in the
kitchen and gave Greg a call as he cut up the chicken.

    "Hi Greg. I wasn't sure you'd still be home."

    "Well it's not like I have anything else planned for tonight," Greg
replied with more sarcasm then he had intended.

    "I'm sorry, Greg. I just couldn't tell Toby he had to go away so I
could go out on a date again. He needs me too."

    "It's ok dude. I'm just bored now, and don't want to head out to the
bar alone. Who knows I may get lucky and stand you up next weekend."

    "I want you to meet Toby next weekend. But I want YOU to behave
yourself with him too, ok?"

     "Well if you want me to meet your son, I guess I better stay home and
take a cold shower." Greg laughed. Then in a more serious tone he
continued, "Palmer I promise I'll be the perfect gentlemen when we meet."

    Palmer told Greg about his time in the movies. Greg's only comment
being, "and you want ME to behave myself?"   It was said with both humor,
and a milt twinge of jealousy.

    Dinner was ready before he knew it and Palmer promised to tell Greg
more about it when he got online after dinner. Supper was eaten, or rather
inhaled, quickly and the boys raced back outside to renew their games.
Palmer was left to cleanup by himself, but he didn't mind. He enjoyed
looking out the window above the sink and just watching the two little boys
playing in the dirt and climbing the tree.  By the time the dishes were
done, it was getting dark. Mr. Stenton called them in and told them to go
play upstairs but to try and keep it to a dull roar. The two ran up the
stairs giggling insistently but they did keep they noise level down.

    He let them be for a while as he chatted some more online and swapped
some pics of other cute boys. He had many requests for pictures of his son,
and for Reece, but Palmer honestly stated that he had none to share.  At
last he saw Greg come online and pinged him. Now, with no little ears to
over hear what he was being said, or rather typed, he gave Greg the details
of his back row blow job.

    Eventually he called upstairs to Toby, and told him to hop into the
shower. "Reece, you should take one too. I don't want dirty sheets on my
beds," he called out teasingly. A few minutes later he heard the water
running and knew that the two good boys were doing as they were told and he
went back to his cruising of the net. It didn't matter to him of the boys
showered alone or together as long as they both cleaned them selves up and
left the bathroom relatively dry and not too trashed.  Palmer became so
absorbed in the PC and the files Greg was sending him, that he never heard
the water turn off or the sound of two boys walking down the stairs and
into the kitchen then back out again to stand in the hallway outside his
door.

    His first inkling that he was not alone was when he heard the two boys
giggling from the door way. On his monitor was a naked boy of about 7. The
boy was on his knees with his mouth stuffed with a big fat cock. His own
cock was poking out of his un-zipped pants as he idly stroked it.  Palmer
had that classic dear-in-headlights look as he frantically tried to close
the window on the PC and hide his boner. He managed to close the open
window but there was no hiding his cock in hand. It was then that Palmer's
shocked brain registered the fact that both boys were naked and both had
little boy boners of their own sticking out.

    "Who was that in the picture, daddy?" giggled Toby.

    "Um. ah. no one you know, Toby. It's just." Palmer truthfully started
to say.

    "Was he sucking on his daddy's stiffy? Like me and Reece did in the
movies." Toby went on without giving his father a chance to respond fully
to the first question. "You like looking at boys on the `puter?"

    "Is that why you were beat'n off, Mr. Stenton?"  Reece chimed in.

    Palmer was just blown away by the boy's bluntness.  Neither boy saw
anything wrong with what he was doing but were simply asking honest
questions. Palmer found his voice and answered the boy with the same
honesty he always used with his son. "Yes Reece that is why I was playing
with myself."

    "Can we see some of the pictures to, Mr. Stenton?"

    "Can we daddy, PLEASE?" Toby fairly bounced in the doorway. His little
cocklet swinging up and down

     Both boys sprang into the room and surrounded Toby's father. They made
him undress and get naked like they were, not that Mr. Stenton resisted
their effort in the least, but they gave him no choice.  His actions, or
really lack there of, gave testimony to his unvoiced consent. Seated once
again in his chair, sans clothes, a naked boy at each arm, Palmer called up
the folder he had been looking at.  He set the viewer to display a slide
show of all 87 pictures starting at the beginning.

    The series started with just the boy, at first in just his superman
undies then naked. The boy posed in many provocative stances. Then a man
joined him, his resemblance to the boy leaving no doubt that it was the
boys father. The man caressed the boy from head to foot in a short series
of shots, playing with his tiny nipples and leaving them as erect little
nubs. Next he pulled apart the boy's butt cheeks to give the camera a clear
view of the bruised little rosebud. The next series showed the man kneeling
over the boys face, bulling the boys legs back to him. The picture showed
the pink rosebud, the silky doe-skinned marbles and up to the boys tongue
reaching out for the man's ass right above his face.  The scene changed to
the boy on top with his ass planted on his father's face. Then to the
father's mouth completely engulfing the boy's penis and balls. The last
series, were the boys had walked in before, was with the boy kneeling
before the man with his mouth all over the large cock before him. The final
3 shots showing the boys face with more and more cum splashed across it.

    Sometime during the slide show both boys had started to play with
themselves. Their little cocklets stroked between finger and thumb, as they
stared wide-eyed and the pictures flashing across the screen. Palmers own 8
inch cock stood straight up, pulsing out a steady stream of clear sticky
fluid. He sat back and stroked the base of his cock, pumping out more of
the seminal fluid. He looked over to his son and nodded his head towards
his crotch.

    Just then the phone rang. Palmer reached for the handset just as Toby,
who understood just what his daddy wanted and wasn't hesitating for a phone
call, bent over to lick the head of his fathers leaking cock. Palmer's hand
never made it to the phone receiver. Instead he moved away from the desk a
little bit more as Toby got on his knees before him and hardly noticed that
the phone had not rung a second time. He then reached an arm out and around
Reece's narrow waist to take hold of the boy's dick from the opposite side.

    Toby took his daddy's massive meat in both hands and proceeded to lick
at the pre-cum covered head as if it were an ice cream cone. He first
licked off the top, catching a good glob of his daddy's juices with his
tongue. He then lapped around the mushroom head and under the helmet rim,
causing his daddy to moan softly.  He lapped along the sides, moving his
hands so he can lick all the way to the base. Having got his daddy's cock
nice and wet he moved back to the top to lick off another stream of sticky
fluid. Toby tried to push his tongue into the slit of his daddy's cock in
an attempt to get out more of the honey. His daddy's cock was bouncing in
his hand in uncontrollable pulses, making it hard for Toby to lick the head
as it kept moving. Toby solved that problem by engulfing the purple head
with his mouth.  He sucked hard on the head as if it was a fat straw, his
tongue now roaming all over the sensitive gland.

Palmer let out another moan and twisted his upper body toward Reece, who
stood looking down as his friend worked on the big cock before him. He
turned the boy slightly toward him so he could suck on the boy's pink
little nub, his other hand coming up to caress the other nipple. He sucked
the tiny nipple until it was red and firm. Palmer changed hands on the
boy's tiny cock so he could turn the boy more and reach his other tit. His
free hand now roamed the contours of the young boy's back, from bony
shoulders to knobby spine, on down to his very curvaceous butt. Palmer
squeezed Reece's firm behind like he was squeezing a cantaloupe in the
market, both globes just barely fitting in his splayed fingers. His hands
fondled the lad, front and back, while his mouth tasted of the boys chest
and belly.

    The room was filled with the mixed sound of two boys and a man moaning
in pleasure. The soft sighs of bliss were intermixed with the wet slurping
sounds of salivating mouths roaming over hot flesh. Toby was now sucking
nearly half of his daddy's long dick into his mouth with every downward
motion. He slurped loudly as he pulled back, refusing to let the bulbous
head out of his suctioning mouth. Palmer and Reece were locked into a
tongue war as the two battled for supremacy of the others questing mouth.
Reece's cock and balls were neatly cupped in the man's hand and gently
stroked as his butt was firmly squeezed. The last picture of the boy with
his face covered in his daddy's spunk, still on the screen, but ignored by
all, as was the flashing blue bar on the bottom.

    Palmer pushed the mouse and keyboard aside and cleared off a large spot
on his desk.  He then picked Reece up and set him on his desk, the boy's
butt right on the edge. Palmer slid to the edge of his own seat, forcing
his cock into his son's throat before the boy scooted back and underneath
the desk. Toby, oblivious to the cramped quarters, continued to suck
hungrily on his daddy's pole.  Meanwhile, Palmer picked up Reece's feet and
slung the slender legs over his shoulders. He leaned over and proceeded to
lap at the two inch prick like a dog.  He tongued the boy all over his
crotch, from hairless groin on down to the equally hairless and tight ball
sack.  Reece squirmed all over the desk top. He tried to lean back on his
elbows and bumped into the monitor. Palmer pushed at the screen, knocking
it back and causing it to tilt downward. But this provided the room for the
boy to lie back on the desk, which Reece did.  On the screen, the cum
covered boy appeared to be looking down at the younger boy lying across the
desk, and smiling.

    Palmer was thoroughly enjoying his snack of circumcised boy sausage. He
spread the boy's legs further apart so that he could get at the tender spot
were leg meets up with crotch.  Reece was moaning in that high pitched howl
of his as Palmer licked and sucked every inch of his groin from mid thigh
to belly button. Palmer enjoyed the taste of every inch of the tender flesh
before he eased up on his relentless torture of the boy and finally made
his way back to the boy's dick, engulfing it in his warm mouth in one quick
gulp.

    Reece howled!  He lay back on the desk and wrapped both hands around
Mr. Stenton's head and started to hump his little body into the man's
siphoning face. Reece howled again like a dog in heat. Palmer gripped the
boys butt in both hands and helped the boy to screw his mouth.

Meanwhile, below decks, Toby was swallowing seven of his daddy's eight
inches. His throat muscles working on the head of the cock as his tongue
licked along the sides. Toby went down on the fleshy shaft as far as he
could; no longer needing to fight off the gag reflex he could now swallow
almost the whole thing.  Once down he took several short strokes, letting
the cock fill his over stretched throat, before he had to come up for air.
He swirled his mouth on the top knob for several swirls then once again
went down all the way. His daddy's cock filled his hot young mouth to
capacity and he could feel every pulsing vein as the member slid down his
throat. Toby didn't want to ever let up on his daddy's cock. He loved his
daddy very much, and he loved his cock very mush as well. He loved the way
it felt in his mouth, the way it made his jaw stretch, the way his tongue
lapped around the shaft as it filled his tiny mouth. He loved the feel of
the round head pushing it's way down his throat. He loved how it felt in
side him.

    Toby was driving his daddy wild. Palmer wanted to shoot his seed down
his son's throat, but his lust craved more and more of the boy before him.
Palmer knew he couldn't hold back much longer, and wanted a taste of
Reece's firm ass before he blew his load. He threw the boys legs back and
over the child's chest, lifting the ass up to his waiting mouth. He dove
in; piercing the boy's puckered hole with a jab from his out thrust tongue.
Reece let out a long loud howl yet again, this one going on and on as his
friend's dad fucked his tight ass with his steely tongue. Reece's hand shot
down to his dick and started to rub it vigorously. Palmer madly stabbed and
the boy's ass with his rigid tongue, the boy's squealing howl driving him
on in a frenzy of wanton lust. His own boy was still sucking him into
oblivion. He covered the musky hole with his mouth, his nose pushing into
the bottom of the boy's sack, his tongue thrusting into the warm cavity as
far as he could.

    Palmer could feel his cum bubbling up in his balls, ready to spill out
into his son's mouth.  Toby felt it too. He could feel his daddy's balls
pull up, the shaft getting thicker and harder, the head swelling even more
as it lodged itself in his throat. Toby's neck was distended where the
massive mushroom head plugged his throat.  He couldn't breathe and he
didn't care. He knew his daddy was going to cum soon and fill his belly
with hot spunk.  Toby pulled on his daddy's balls; the last inch of cock
forced its way into his distressed and battered throat. Toby's nose was
buried deep in his daddy's patch of thick curly hair. Palmer sucked hard
once again on the asshole before him, while at the same time pushing his
tongue in as deep as he could go. Reece rubbed his cocklet with a brutal
frenzy.

    Just then the phone rang.

    Palmer ignored it. Reece ignored it. Toby never heard it. The three
were locked into the pinnacle of their orgasmic climax and none of them
were going to stop now for anything. Toby couldn't hold his breath any
longer and started to pull up on his daddy's cock, intending to catch the
imminent load in his mouth. Palmer, however, had other plans. He thrust his
hand down to push his son back down brutally onto his cock, holding the
boy's face into his crotch. He pushed so hard he almost shoved his balls
into the boy's over stuffed mouth. The head of his cock was a noticeable
bulge in his son's neck.

    The phone rang again.

    Reece held onto the leg that Mr. Stenton had released as he continued
to stroke his cocklet to completion. Palmer pushed the other leg back
further and wiggled his tongue deep in the musky cleft. Reece reached his
threshold first. One last loud howl and his body quivered in the throws of
his immature orgasm. His sphincter clamped down on Mr. Stenton's tongue.
That was the last straw for Palmer, with one final thrust up and into his
son's mouth, Palmer's cock erupted in a torrent of hot cum.  Toby let the
first few spurts go right into his belly before he forced his head up
against his father's rigid, but no longer restraining, hand and caught the
last few spurts on his tongue.

    The phone rang yet again. This time the answering machine picked up.
Toby was just swallowing the last of his daddy's tasty cum when from the
speaker on the answering machine all heard a man laughing.

    "Hey Palmer, what a great show! I just called to let you know you had
left the web cam on from when we were chatting."  Greg laughed again as he
could see the shock on Palmer's face, carried to him over the ether.

    Palmer turned to look at the camera sitting on top of the monitor. It
was angled perfectly at Reece's mid section.

    "I couldn't see what Toby was doing under the desk, but it must have
been really good from what I could tell of how you were attacking the other
boy' ass. By the way, who is the cutey?"

    Palmer snatched at the phone on the corner of his desk just as Toby
crawled out from under the desk.

"Hi To." the last was cut of as Palmer hit the connect button on the phone.

    "You saw it all?" questioned a slightly panicked Palmer.

    "Yup! Every bit of it. Man was that a hot scene. I wish I had captured
the video from that." Greg quipped. "Hey don't sweat it Palmer," Greg added
when he saw Palmers expression on his monitor.  "I ain't gonna tell anyone.
Besides, after what you told me about the theater, this is nothing.  I take
it you were showing the boys the pictures I had just sent you."

    "Yeah, they had um, walked in on me and asked to see more. I guess one
thing just led to another and next thing I know I was blowing my load in
Toby's mouth."

    Greg could see Toby smiling behind his dad. Apparently he could here
what was being said on the phone. He was shaking his head and pointing to
his belly.  "Toby seems to think you shot it right into his belly." Toby
grinned at that and nodded vigorously to his father who had turned around
to look at him. "Palmer, dude, if you and the boys aren't worn out, how
about I swing by and we have another round?"

    "Well I don't know Greg. I mean I never planned on any of this,
especially with Toby's friend Reece. I'm not sure if they would want to.
you know, with any one lese."

    "Ask them!" Greg stated mater-of-factly.

    Palmer did just that. He let the boys know right from the start that if
either if them said no then Greg wouldn't come over, but he need not have
worried as both boys were only to happy to agree. Palmer let them know once
more, and made sure Greg heard him, that if they didn't want to do anything
once Greg got there then they didn't have to. Again the boys just nodded
there assent quickly.

    "Looks like our date is back on, Greg," Palmer informed his friend.

    "Great! I'll be there in less then thirty minutes."  Greg hung up and
quickly packed a few things he hoped to use during the night before running
out to his car.

    Meanwhile, Palmer shut down the computer. Then cleaned him self off.
With the help of the boy's he tidied up the house a bit. None of them
bothered to get dressed.  The house was warm enough and besides, what was
the point? Toby was the only one walking around with a hard on, the bright
red head poking thru the top of his foreskin.  The entire one and a half
inch sausage looked swollen and engorged, and in desperate need of
attention, yet Toby paid it none.

    Twenty-seven minutes later, Greg pulled into the Stenton's driveway. He
grabbed his duffle and quickly headed to the door, where he was greeted by
a naked Palmer.

    "I could get real use to being met at the door like that," Greg smiled
as he came in.

    Greg was only 22, ten years younger then Palmer. He was all of 5'9" and
topped out at 180 pounds. He wore his dirty blonde hair short and spiky,
making him look younger then he actually was. Greg wasn't a muscle bound
jock, nor a scrawny nerd but fit somewhere neatly in the middle. His faded
blue jeans and black T-shirt showed off his well proportioned body very
well indeed.

    Palmer led Greg into the living room. It was a spacious room with the
open stair way to the second floor on one side and a fireplace on the
other.  There was a large cloth covered sofa and two recliners. An end
table rested by each chair with a glass and brass coffee table stretched
out in front of the couch. The opened back entertainment center stood out
from the wall a good four feet and made a semi-hallway from the kitchen to
the base of the stairs. Toby and Reece sat naked in the middle of the floor
facing the entertainment center, playing some game on the play station. The
boys looked up at the new arrival, smiled and went back to their game. Greg
walked into the room and moved over behind the boys to watch their game
playing and to watch them as well.

    Palmer came in a moment later with a couple of beers. He handed one to
Greg, "Here. Take a seat, relax and enjoy the show."

    "I feel over dressed. I stick out like a sore thumb." Greg replied as
he took in a good look at Palmer's nude form.

    "Well you know how to fix that."

    Palmer took Greg's beer and set it down on the coffee table.  He then
pulled the younger mans shirt up and over his head. Greg had only a small
patch of sparse hair above his pants, the rest of his chest was smooth and
free of any hair. Palmer leaned in and kissed Greg deeply. His hands slid
under the other man's arms and up his back. Toby nudged Reece and giggled
as he nodded with his head back at his dad. Reece paused the game. The two
boys watched as Palmer slid one hand down to work on Greg's belt. Greg
kicked his off his shoes just in time for his jeans to fall about his
ankles. He stepped out of those and stood in just his white sport socks and
black and blue striped bikini underwear. Greg was now returning Palmer's
kisses with energy of his own.  The two stood there, their arms entwining
the other body, their lips locked onto the others, their tongues sliding a
round each others mouth. Palmer slowly slid his hands down Greg's back,
sliding his fingers into the band of the briefs and cupping the young man's
firm ass cheeks in both hands. He gave them a few good squeezes before he
pulled the material down and over the bulbous buns. His fingers slid around
to the front where they had to work the elastic over the swelling cock
restrained within. Once over this last hurdle the flimsy material fell to
the floor.

    Naked like the rest of them now, Palmer broke off the kiss and stood
back. "There now, that wasn't hard."

    "Yeah but this is," Greg grinned wickedly as he fisted his cock. A cock
that was a good seven inches long. But what was even more impressive was
its three inch girth. Greg picked up his beer and joined his host in the
other recliner, the two boys still watching them. "I think these boys here
must have really got you worked up. Last time we parted I barely got a hug,
now you're stripping me and kissing me wildly. I like the change."

    Palmer just shook his head with a slight laugh. "Ok boys put the game
away then pick out a movie to watch."

    "Why don't we make our own movie," Greg stated.

    "Not now Greg. Let the boys relax and be boys, we can have fun later
tonight. No need to rush things."

    "That's easy for you to say. You've already got your rocks off twice
today."

    "Three times actually, but who's counting?" Palmer laughed at the
expression of Greg's face but would say no more about the mornings first
hot session with his son.

    Monsters Inc beat out Ice Age as the movie of choice. Toby but the DVD
in the player then sat on the couch with Reece. The two men look at each
other then the boys. After a bit of light discussion the new seating
arrangement was worked out. Toby sat with his daddy, and Reece sat on
Greg's lap. Before Toby  could sit down though, Palmer jumped up and stoked
the fire into a nice warm glow, adding an extra  oak log on as well for a
nice slow fire.  He sat down, pulled Toby into his lap, turned off the
lights and started the movie.

    Greg's hard-on subsided during the movie but he didn't care. He was
quite content to sit there with the very cute, curly haired blond boy on
his lap. Both men enjoyed the company of their young companion and even
managed to watch some of the movie. The boys snuggled into their adult more
for comfort then warmth and enjoyed the movie. By the time the movie was
over it was after 9 o'clock and both boys were getting sleepy.

    "Toby, Reece?" Palmer got the boys attention. "Do you still want to
play around with Greg and me or would you rather go to bed and sleep?"

    Toby yawned before he replied. "Are you and Greg going to play with
each others dinks?"

    Palmer looked at Greg before answering, "I think we can count on that
happening."

    "Then I don't think me and Reece will be able to sleep with you two
moving around on the bed and making noise and all."

    "Well Toby, if you two want to go to sleep now, you can go to bed in
your own bed."

    That woke Toby up. "But Daddy," he wailed. "I always sleep with you. I
don't wanna sleep in my bed. I wanna sleep with you."

    Reece found the perfect solution, "Toby, we can all sleep in your dad's
bed, and well, if they keep us awake then we can just join in." From the
look on Reece's face, anyone could tell he had no intention of sleeping
right away. Not anymore at least

    The boys went upstairs first and laid claim to the bathroom. Greg
followed them up, carrying his duffle up with him. Palmer cleaned up
downstairs and banked the fire for the night, before heading up the stairs
himself.  He walked into the room to see Greg fitting a digital camcorder
to a tripod. On the dresser behind him was another digital camera.

    "I thought you were only joking about making a movie?" Palmer looked at
Greg with some concern.

    "Palmer, dude, relax. I'm not going to mass produce copies and sell
them on EBay or anything like that. This will be just for or own private
collection." Greg spread his hands in a gesture of peace. "Look, I promise
I won't share them online with anyone unless you say so. Fair enough?"

    "What about the boys, did you bother to ask them if they wanted their
pictures taken like this?"  Palmer wasn't really upset, merely cautious.
He didn't want the boys to be exploited. And he certainly didn't want them
to think that they had to do this.

"It's K Daddy.  Me and Reece want to have our pictures taken.  Mr. Davis
asked us if he could record us sucking on each others dinks. He called it
sumt'in' else though."

    "COCKS, Toby. He wants us to suck each others cocks. He said to do it
69 times, and then we can suck on his and your dads. And we agreed," piped
in Reece from the bathroom door.

The two men laughed at Reece's description of sixty-nining but didn't
bother to correct the tike. He would learn soon enough.

    "There ya go Palmer. The boys say it's cool with them, so what's it
going to be?"  Greg asked.

    "Well far be it from me to stand in the way of the boy's fun. Hand me
the digital camera and I'll take some still as you catch the action."

    "YIPPEE!!! Cried both boys at once as they ran and jumped into the
middle of the bed.

    Greg positioned the boys so they would be at the right angle for the
camera, copping several feels of tender young flesh while he was at it.
Reece was the larger boy, almost five inches taller then Toby's scarce 3'
2" frame, and was there for on the bottom. Greg had Toby kneel of Reece's
head and stay upright until he said to start. Reece had the knee on the far
side from the camera bent, but Greg had told him to keep the other leg down
so he wouldn't block the shot.  Both men were sporting hard-ons as they
took up their respective cameras and started the shoot.

    Palmer got a couple shots of Toby kneeling over Reece, with the boy on
the bottom thrusting his tongue up to taste the flesh hovering above him.
He walked around the bed to get his boy from both front and back before
taking his position next to the camcorder. Greg called "action" and started
the recording just as Toby bent over and took Reece's dick in hand to guide
it into his mouth. Greg whispered out only a few simple instructions,
mainly to keep the boys from blocking any thing from the camera's view.
Palmer, being more mobile, moved around his side of the bed snapping shots
of the two boys slurping on each others tiny cocks. Greg slowly stroked his
fat cock as he watched the two cherubs' fellate each other with growing
intensity.

    Soon Palmer filled up the disk and handed the camera off to his friend
to change the memory card. He watched with growing lust as his young son
performed his fifth blow job of the day, with out once receiving any
attention for himself. The reality of that hit Palmer with a heavy pang in
his chest. His son had sucked him off twice and had helped suck him off a
third time with Reece. He had even sucked Reece off, yet not once had he
paid his son's dick any attention. Reece was the first one all day to do
that.

    Palmer ignored the proffered camera and moved in to join Reece in
pleasuring his boy. He wanted Toby to experience the orgasm of his young
life, he deserved it.  Palmer leaned over to the bed and pulled the blanket
toward him. This had the desired effect of pulling both boys along with it.
Greg scrambled to adjust the camcorder.  Now that his son was closer to the
edge, Palmer kneeled on the floor and leaned in. He buried his nose right
between his son's small globular cheeks and inhaled deeply. Greg snapped a
few more stills before putting the camera down and taking the camcorder off
the tripod. He wanted to be able to catch this stuff from all angles.

    Palmer proceeded to lick Toby from his balls, up through his crack and
as far up his son's back as he could reach. He heard Toby moan as his
tongue ran between the cleft of the delicious boy ass.  Reece pulled Toby
Down onto him more, causing the smaller boy to spread his legs. Palmer
adjusted them so that his son's knees tucked in underneath him and to the
side of Reece instead of splaying out to the sides. This was much more
comfortable for Toby, and allowed Palmer to grip his son's twin cheeks and
pull them apart. The scent that hit his nostrils was like an aphrodisiac,
the heady aroma of a young boy's musk. Palmer savored the aroma for several
long seconds, inhaling deeply of the strong, yet clean smell. He could see
his boy's tight little sphincter wink at him, begging for attention. Palmer
blow softly on the puckered whole and watched as it closed tightly, held
clamped shut, then quickly pushed back out, gaping open more then it had
been before.  He repeated this several more times, each time making Toby
squirm on top of his friend, each time making his son push back and beg for
more. Greg had zoomed in on Toby's winking hole as Palmer blow yet another
cool stream of air at it.  Toby moaned with Reece's two inch dick firmly
between his lips.

    Toby put one arm under Reece's bent knee and pulled the leg back. He
grabbed the other leg and tried to do the same, but had to release his lip-
lock on his friend's cocklet to do so.  He now had both of Reece's legs
under his arm, and his friends brown and pink hole staring him in the face.
Toby blow across the Reece's gaping hole, just like his daddy was doing to
him. Reece tried to howl, but couldn't. With Toby in this new position his
mouth was full of his friend's cock and his head was held firmly in place
be the boy's slender legs. Greg moved around to the other side of the bed
in order to shoot some of the boy on boy action.

    Palmer was drunk on the bouquet of pheromones emanating from his son's
behind. Driven to lustful passion he buried his face between his son's
velvety soft ass, locking his lips on the puckered hole and treating the
outside flesh to a merciless tongue lashing. He lapped hard on the tender
hole, all the time sucking hard on it, yet never once piercing the flesh to
the sanctum within.  Toby followed suit, not out of wild lust like his
father, but in direct imitation, as a student copying the actions of a
teacher.  It felt so incredible to Toby and he wanted to make his best
friend feel the same way. Toby lapped at Reece's butt-hole, sucking on it
just like his daddy was doing to him. But where as Palmers large tongue
didn't slip into Toby small hole, Toby's small tongue slid easily into
Reece's gaping hole. The first time Toby's tongue probed the upper depths
of Reece's cavity, the boy on the bottom let loose with a long high pitch
howl. Toby's dick dangled freely in Reece's open mouth, only partially
blocking the wail coming out from between his legs.

Toby was a quick learner. He heard what pleased his friend and gave up on
lapping around the outside of the bruised and puckered hole. Instead he
drove his tiny tongue as far as he could in to his friend's posterior.
Reece finally sucked Toby's little dick back into his mouth, sucking on it
fiercely while whimpering and moaning in delight. Palmer's fire was only
stoked all the more by the boys muffled whimpers. He pushed his tongue into
his son's tight hole, pushing hard against the resisting ring of muscle
until he made it into the moist depth beneath. The sphincter finally
yielding to the onslaught and allowing access to the zealously guarded
opening.  Toby, his face pushed deep against his friends behind, his tongue
rooting around inside the hot tunnel, let go with long moan of his own. The
sound started as a low tenor rumble and quickly rose in pitch to the high
soprano moan that only a boy could emit.

    Greg was moving from side to side, trying to capture the hot rimming of
both father and son, his own dick leaking out a fair amount of pre-cum.
Father and son Stenton strenuously attacked the small tender butts before
them. Madly driving their tongue into the depths of the soft flesh and
licking out the sides of the fleshy cave walls.  Greg was standing behind
Reece, recording Toby's juvenile rimming when Toby lifted his head up for
air, and to give his tongue a brief rest.  Greg could see how Reece's butt-
hole was literally gaping open. He moved closer slowly, keeping the camera
steady. Greg reached out with one finger and poised it on the outside of
Reece's wide open tunnel. Reece flexed his muscles instinctively at the
soft touch and pulled the finger into him, right to the first knuckle.
Toby looked down and watched as Greg continued to push his finger into the
unresisting boy hole. Greg pushed until the knuckles of his hand were
pushed solidly against Reese's backside.

    Greg wiggled his finger around inside the warm and wet chute of the
young boy, causing Reece to give vent to his howling moan again. He slowly
pulled his finger out then quickly pushed it back in. He met no resistance
to his probing digit. Greg began to finger the little boy's ass steadily
now. Not too fast and not too slow, just a constant in and out rhythm.
Reece was panting from the anal assault and started to push back with every
inward thrust. He renewed his own assault on Toby's tiny little cock and
balls.

    Toby looked up to see Greg's dripping cock right in front of him. He
reached for the base and pulled the cock into his mouth. It was wider then
his daddy's but not as long. Still he had all he could do to swallow just 2
inches of it. Toby sucked off all the dripping pre-cum off his daddy's
friend's cock. He loved the taste of it. He loved the feel of a big cock in
his mouth. Toby began to suction on Greg's cock, keeping pace with the
man's fingering of his friends hole. Toby swallowed another inch of the fat
cock and kept trying to suck in more. Greg had slipped in another finger to
the boy's ass, and Reece hadn't let out so much as whimper. Reece wasn't
even howling any more. He was panting heavily but was too intent on sucking
on Toby's small dick to stop and howl anymore.

    Palmer had thoroughly abused his son's tender opening with his tongue
and the little pink pucker was now gapping open at him. He wet his index
finger and slowly pushed it in. He barely got the tip in when he felt his
son's sphincter clamp down on his intruding finger. Toby let out a little
grunt while he tried to swallow more of this fat cock before him. He knew
his daddy was trying to push a finger into his butt just like Greg was
doing to Reece. He wanted his daddy' to do it very much and tried as hard
as he could to relax his butt cheeks, still it hurt a little. Palmer felt
the muscles slowly relax, and gently pushed in more of his questing finger.
Toby forced himself down onto Greg's cock, swallowing five of the seven
inches. His mouth stretched to the point of hurting, but with his mouth so
stuffed, he couldn't make a sound. His bum hole hurt but he didn't want his
daddy to stop. Again he made his heinie relax. Tears were running down his
cheeks in little rivulets, but he refused to make a sound, refused to pull
away. Instead he pushed back onto his daddy's index finger and pulled Greg
to him.

    Palmer had three quarters of his index finger into his son's ass. He
leaned over and started licking all around the hole. Softly this time,
coaxing the muscle to relax and let him in.  His finger felt wonderfully
warm and constrained in the velvety firm embrace of his son's ass. Palmer
rotated his finger slowly as he continued to lap at the stretched hole.
Slowly he pushed as he continued to lick, until, at last, the finger was in
as far as he could make it go. His hand was pressed firmly into his boy's
crevice.

    Toby sucked on the entire five inches of the cock in his mouth, pulling
back so only the tip was in then slowly going back down until his jaw
couldn't open any more.  Palmer let his finger rest where it was as he
lifted his head to see his son slowly sucking on Greg's fat cock. Greg
still had the camera and was aiming it at the boys suctioning mouth and his
own probing finger. He panned the camera along Toby's back to Palmers
smiling face. Palmer uses his finger to lift his son's ass up just a
little, at the same time that Greg lifted the camera up and angled it down
so he could record just exactly what Palmer was doing do his son.

    Palmer went back down and began to suck on Toby's rounded cheeks. He
slowly moved his finger around in side the boy before pulling it out.
Palmer used his tongue to push more spit into his son's semi-virgin ass
then once again inserted his finger. He pushed it in harder this time, and
received a moan of pleasure from his frantically sucking son. Palmer finger
fucked his boy, slowly at first. His son's ass was very tight and he could
feel the muscles constantly clamping down on his finger, trying to force
the intruding digit back out. Gradually he felt his son relax. Had he been
able to see Toby's face he would have seen the tears had stopped as well,
and only the drying trails were left to mark their passage.  It took
several minutes for Toby to get used to the large finger plundering his
ass, but eventually he did. Palmer was now pounding his finger into his
son's small ass. Each thrust sending his finger deep inside. He could feel
the prostrate gland rubbing across the tip of his finger each time he
pushed in. And with every thrust he could feel his son's body jerk in an
uncontrollable spasm of pleasure.

    Reece's had his hands on Toby's back holding him down is he sucked on
his friends cock. He ran his tongue all over it and felt ever ounce of the
little pricklet in his mouth.  His ass felt warm and filled with Greg's two
fingers plunging in and out. Reece slid his hands over Toby's curved butt
cheeks, pulling them apart as he kept his friend pressed tightly on top of
his face.

    Toby had at last managed to get all seven inches of Greg's massively
thick cock into his mouth and down his throat. He could feel the man's
pubes tickling his nose. His jaw ached and it felt like the corners of his
mouth were about to rip, but the feel and the taste of the large cock in
his mouth kept him sucking greedily on the fat dick.

    "Oh baby, you're such a good boy," Greg moaned out. "Oh yeah baby,
that's it, swallow my cock. I want to fill your stomach with my cum." Greg
slid his meat out of Toby's mouth until just the head rested on the child's
tongue, then thrust it all the way in once again.  "Suck me good, baby.
Suck the cum out of my balls." Greg was really getting off on Toby
swallowing his entire shaft. It was a feat that many men had tried and
failed at but this little five year old novice was deep throating his cock
on the first try. Greg was in love. "Baby, your mouth is so fucking hot I
don't ever want to pull out."

    Toby felt that glowing feeling rising in side of him.  His mouth hurt
but the taste of Greg's cock was wonderfully delicious. The cock in his
throat was heavenly. He could feel every vein of it in his over stretched
throat. His ass was alive with intense pleasure, his daddy's finger pumping
in and out, hard and fast.  His little cock was pulsing in his friend's
mouth. Toby felt his orgasm building, he was strung out higher then he had
ever been before. The sensory overload was threatening to sweep him away.
He could no longer move. His mouth half full of Greg's cock, his body began
to quake and shiver. Greg grabbed hold of Toby's face with one hand,
grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of the boy's neck and drove his cock
deep into the boy's throat. Toby didn't complain. He couldn't. He was in
the throes of his own orgasm. One so intense he could neither think nor
move. His body was shaking in uncontrollable shudders. Greg's finger was
teasing Reece's prostrate as the man fucked Toby's face, slamming his
crotch into the boy's upturned mouth. Palmer had his own face buried in his
son's ass, as he jerked his finger in and out of the boy's chute. He felt
the boy begin to tighten up and start to shake. He knew he was in the
throws of his immature, yet very powerful orgasm. Palmer new that this was
going to be an orgasm like none other his son had ever experienced, just as
he had wanted to do for his son. Palmer pushed his finger in as far as he
could and rubbed hard on the little gland his finger found deep inside. He
latched onto one tender cheek and sucked hard, giving his son a massive
hickey on his tiny ass.

    Toby's eyes rolled back into his head. He couldn't move, he couldn't
think, and with the fat cock driving its way down his throat he couldn't
breathe. He was dimly aware of the whining moan he was making around the
cock plundering his mouth. The last thing he remembered was the feeling of
a hot flood of thick cum pumping into his throat.

Both Greg and Palmer knew when Toby had passed out. Palmer could feel the
relaxing ass muscles around his finger and Greg could feel Toby's
constricting throat loosen around his still pumping member. Greg pulled his
cock out instantly, and let the last few spurts coat Toby's face, which he
still kept upright by the boy's hair.

Palmer and Greg rolled Toby off of Reece and on to the bed. Toby looked
totally at peace, even with the streaks of thinning cum on his face.

    "Is he ok?" Reece asked as he sat up to look at his best friend.

    "He'll be ok soon, Reece.  He has just experienced la Petite Mort.  He
just past out," answered Mr. Stenton.

    "la pee teet more?   What's that?" asked Reece.

    "La Petite Mort. It is French for The Little Death. It is a term used
by some to describe when someone has such a powerful orgasm that they
almost feint, or in Toby's case, do pass out." Palmer answered the boy, and
the equally curious young man standing before him on the other side of the
bed. "Let's clean him up then get him under the covers.

    Before either man could go for a wash cloth, Reece leaned over and
started to lick the cum off of his friends face. After Reece got the last
drop, he kissed Toby and pushed his cum coated tongue into the boy's mouth.
Toby slowly came to with Reece kissing him. But the boy's exhaustion was
too much, and he faded back in to the oblivion of sleep. Greg picked Toby
up and Palmer turned down the blanket. Once Toby was laid back down, he
covered his son back up and gave him a tender and loving kiss on the
forehead.

With Toby sleeping soundly again, Palmer addressed his growing need.  "If I
don't cum soon I'm going to pass out right next to him."

Reece nodded his assent.  He had been right at the peak for some time but
hadn't been able to fully go over the edge.

    Greg grinned as he grabbed for the digital camcorder again. He had
remembered to turn it off, but he was hoping to use it some more. "I have
an idea that will help you both get off.  Reece, you lie down on your back
again, but this time with your head toward me." Reece complied and laid
there in the middle of the bed, his head just below Toby's covered feet.
Greg then had Reece pull his legs up. Once Greg could reach them he
continued to pull the boys slim legs all the way over the boy's body, until
Reece's ass stuck up in the air. Greg held the legs under his arms as he
readied his camera. "Ok Palmer now stick that eight inch rod of your into
that hole."

"WHAT?" Object Palmer. "I can't do that. I'd hurt the boy. Hell I'd split
him wide open."

    "No you want, dude. This boy has been fucked before."

    "How do you know that?" asked Palmer.

    "See that bruising around his hole? He's had a good sized cook buried
between those cheeks before, and not all that long ago. Hell that hot ass
swallowed two of my fingers with ease."

    "I don't know about that Greg. Sure that ass looks awfully tempting but
I don't want to hurt the boy."

    "It's K Mr. Stenton. I can take it. And I think I'd really like it if
ya put it in me."

    "So you HAVE done this before." Palmer said in mild shock.

    Reece didn't say a word. He couldn't. He had promised not to tell. He
was in a quandary over what to say or do. He began to blush and said the
only thing he could think of, "Please Mr. Stenton.  I really want ya to."
Reece reached down between his legs and used his fingers to spread his boy-
hole open for Toby's dad. The hole opened up under his fingers, gaping wide
for the man.

    Palmer's dick had started to deflate, but with the boy fingering his
hole and begging to be fucked, Palmers dick came back to life. He looked up
to the boys face, "If it hurts you just let me know and I'll stop."

    "It hurts a lil at first, but don't stop `less I say. Please?" Reece
begged.  "It feels better quickly, honest."  Reece stared up at Mr.
Stenton, his eyes wide as saucers, his mouth hanging open. The lustful need
etched on his every feature. He begged to be fucked. He slipped 3 of his
own fingers into his hole as he waited for Mr. Stenton's decision.

    Palmer couldn't resist the boys pleading desire any longer. Watching
the boy fuck his tiny fingers in and out of his own ass was just too much
to resist. He crawled onto the bed and bent over Reece to get the boy's
puckered and gaping hole spit slicked.  Greg had a better idea and released
the boy's legs with orders for him to keep them up as he rummaged through
his duffle. He quickly found what he was looking for and pulled out a
bottle of Anal Ease, a lubricant for anal sex. Greg poured a good amount
over Reece's hole and between the boy's fingers, letting the child force
the lube into his own asshole. "Spread your fingers Reece so I can get more
in you." Reece did as he was told and spread his fingers more as Greg
squeezed more lube into the opening provided. He set the bottle down and
with Reece's legs once more under his arms, took up the camera and started
it going.

Palmer eased on over to the upturned little ass, his knees on either side.
He pulled Reece's fingers out of his glistening asshole and placed the
bulbous head there in its place. With a final look at the boy, one last
chance to back out, he slowly pushed at the tight hole. Reece pushed back
at the same time and Palmer's swollen mushroom head slipped inside. Palmer
had never felt anything so incredibly tight and hot wrapped around his cock
before.  He moaned low just as Reece let out with one of his higher pitched
howls.

    Man and boy pushed against each other and Palmer's tool slid slowly
deeper into the velvety tunnel. He felt something at the tip of his cock
and when he pushed against it Reece let out a cry of pure bliss. He only
had half the length of his dick into the child, only 4 inches, but he
couldn't take any more. The feeling was too much for him, the iron grip of
the fleshy chute drove Palmer over the edge. His head expanded and started
pumping out torrents of his pent-up cum. Palmer let loose with several
powerful jets of his hot cum, coating the boy's anal wall with his seed. He
felt like he had emptied a gallon of cum in to the boy's tight ass before
the spasm finally stopped.

    He started to withdraw his cock, but Reece begged him to stay in him
for just a bit longer. Palmer was too spent to refuse. As he felt his cock
soften inside the tight boy hole, he pushed forward, trying to keep the boy
as full as he could. Reece's hand shot down to his two inch tool and began
to jack it ferociously. Reece worked his ass muscles along Palmer's cock,
milking out every last drop into his stretched rectum as he stroked himself
to climax. Palmer kept the tip of his cock right on Reece's prostrate and
it didn't take the little boy long to reach his dry orgasm. Palmer looked
up to see Toby staring at him and Reece with sleep filled wide eyes. Toby
grinned, and went back to sleep.

    Relieved at last both Reece and Palmer separated. Palmer looked at the
wide gaping hole that his cock just slid out of.  A tiny rivulet of cum
leaked out of the boy's ass and snaked down his tiny balls to drop onto the
bed sheets below. Palmer watched as the open hole slowly closed up. If he
had only lasted longer and fucked the boy, and not simply put his dick up
the boy's ass, he knew, from what he had read online, that Reece's hole
would have stayed open much longer. Palmer gave the closing orifice one
last good lick before backing away and allowing Greg to release his hold on
Reece's legs. With his hands now free, Greg turned off the camera and put
it away.

    The three of them climbed in to bed with the sweetly sleeping Toby.
Greg wrapped his arms around Toby and kissed the boy gently on the back of
the neck. Palmer placed his arms protectively around his own young lover,
and pulled him into his chest.

    "You have a couple of really good boys here Palmer. You're one lucky
man!"  Greg twisted around and leaned over Reece to give Palmer a
passionate kiss. "I think I love you. and your little boy too." He gave
Reece a kiss before he turned back a round. "And you too lil dude."