Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2004 14:51:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Hanover Physt <handover_physt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Toby\In Training part 6 (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 me
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Constructive criticism is always welcome and will be read with an open
mind. Comments and suggestions are ALWAYS welcome as well.

I apologize to all who have been following Toby's adventures, for the long
delay in getting the next chapter out. My slate has been cleared off and I
now should once again have the time I need to work on this. I enjoy writing
this as much as I hope you enjoy reading. And fully intent to keep going on
this story until I feel all has been told that can be told.

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                                In Training


     Toby woke up to the comfortable feeling of a strong arm wrapped around
him and a warm body pressed against his back. There was nothing unusual
about that. In fact he woke most mornings like that. It had become common
place for Toby to sleep wrapped up in his daddy's arms.  Most mornings
would find him still safe and sound in those arms, while at other times the
two would drift apart over the course of the night.

     But this was not yet morning, at least not sunrise, and the arm
wrapped around him was too hairy to be his daddy's. He felt crowded in the
usually spacious bed he shared with his father. In the fogginess of sleep
he struggled to pull free from the strong, yet unresisting arm.

     "Easy there, Toby. You're OK. Go back to sleep," murmured a groggy
voice.

     The voice was unfamiliar. Toby yanked free of the arm. His legs got
tangled up in the sheets in his half conscious struggles. Toby rolled away
and wound up on the floor with a pile of blankets falling down on top of
him, the arm that had been draped over him now reaching out to grab him.
Toby tried to get free from underneath the pile, but the more he fought the
more tangled he became in the bedclothes. The arm once more reached out for
him and tried to pull him back to the bed. Toby twisted away and something
large landed on the floor next to him. His voice was frozen in his blind
fear. His hands clawed at the carpet in an effort to get away. Suddenly
there was light.

     "Toby? Are you ok, son?"

     Toby opened his eyes and the tears started to flow. His daddy was here
to protect him now. Toby tried to get to his father but he was still too
twisted in the sheets. He found his voice and cried, "DADDY!"

     His father reached out and plucked him from the nightmarish monster of
cloth and hugged him to his naked body. "It's OK Toby. You just had a bad
dream. Easy there, tiger, take it easy now." Palmer continued to sooth his
frightened son with a steady stream of calming words. Toby's cries slowly
subsided to whimpers then snuffles then finally to panting half-whines.
When he was calmed enough to answer, Palmer asked what happened, "Did you
have a bad dream Toby?"

     Toby, still gasping for breath in those little half whimpers that a
child makes when they have been crying hard, tried to answer, "I - woke up
- and you were - holding me - but it - wasn't you." Toby started to cry
again.

     "It's OK honey. Greg was holding you. He was keeping you safe for me
as I was keeping Reece safe."

     It was at this time that Toby finally realized that Greg had been
kneeling beside his father the whole time, and behind him, a sleepy eyed
Reece leaned over the side of the bed.

     "You're safe with me, sport." Greg said. "I held you tighter to try
and stop you from falling out of bed. I guess I did a bad job of that,
didn't I? You forgive me, sport?" Greg opened his arms to the boy with a
pleading, pouting look on his face that was almost comical, but not to
Toby. To Toby it was the look of compassion. Toby left is father's arms and
launched himself in to Greg's.

     "I'm sorry Greg. I was scared. I didn't `member that it was you." Toby
said as he hugged Greg tightly. "If you want, you can hold me again.
please."

     "Of course I will honey."

     Greg scooped Toby up into his arms and stood up. Meanwhile Palmer,
with Reeces help, got the sheets and blankets back on the bed so they could
all go back to sleep. Greg held Toby close to him as he watched them remake
the bed. When at last the bed was ready, Greg laid down with Toby. Toby had
fallen asleep in Greg's arms and was now lying on top of him in the bed.
Greg gently slid the sleeping child on to his side then curled up
protectively around the boy. Palmer slipped into bed and once again had
Reece's tiny and naked frame nestled before him.


     Later that morning, when the boys once more woke up, they found
themselves alone in bed. The two adults had managed to extradite themselves
from the boys and slip quietly out of the room a couple of hours earlier.
Toby and Reece crawled out of bed and made there way to the bathroom. Toby
went to the toilet first and started to pee. Reece, whether he couldn't
wait or didn't want to wait, nudged in beside his friend and started to pee
along side him. Yellow stream crossed yellow stream as the two playfully
crossed piss streams and in a game of piss tag. Reece was trying to pee on
the same spot in the bowl as Toby, and Toby kept aiming at different places
around the bowl.

     Needless to say, with two five year old boys playing a game like this,
not all the pee ended up in the toilet. But Toby and Reece were not dirty
boys. After their bladders were empty and the game was done, they both
wiped up their mess. It was not an expert job, but it was enough for the
two to believe they had cleaned up.

     Reece led the way back into the bedroom, giving Toby a nice view of
his bubble butt. "Hey Reece, last night, did my daddy put his dick in your
butt?" Toby asked nonchalantly.

     "Well he did a little, but not for long. It was after ya fell asleep
on top of me and with Greg's dick still in your mouth." Reece giggled at
the memory of the occurrence. "Did ya see us?"

     "Yeah, I think so. He was making a lot of noise, and you were too, and
I looked up and saw him behind you and it looked like his dick was going in
your bum but I wasn't sure. I remember Greg saying something to me and I
went back to sleep.  So my daddy actually fucked you then?"

     "He tried to. He stuck it in my alright but he didn't really fuck me
any. I think he started cumming right away and I had to beg him not to pull
out until I was done wanking on my dick."

     "Did it hurt you, like Mr. Weinrich did?"

     "Nah, he didn't even get it in all the way. Not like Mr. Weinrich or
my dad"

     "Your daddy does it to you too?" asked a wide eyed Toby.

     "Uh-huh. But I'm not `posed to tell no one. But I figured it's OK ta
tell you. After all you're daddy tried to fuck me too and we did play
`round with him and his friend Greg. Besides My mom and dad played with you
too so I guess it's ok to tell you. Just don't tell no one else, ok.
Promise?"

     "I promise Reece. I won't tell no one. Cross my heart and hope to
die." Toby solemnly held up one hand as he crossed his heart with the index
finger of his other hand.  "So what's it like?"

     "What's what like?"

     Toby hit Reece playfully in the shoulder. "You know, you dummy, IT,
having someone's dick in your bum. What's it like?"

     "Well the first time was with our teacher, and that hurt a lot, But I
think it would have hurt lot more if my mommy and daddy hadn't been putting
there finger and other things up there for a bit `to stretch me out' as my
daddy says."

     "What other things?"

     "It's kind like a fake dink. All rubbery and all, and it's got these
fake li'l balls `neath it, like these, `cept maybe a li'l bigger." Reece
reached between his legs and flipped his ball sack out a bit. It was warm
in the room and they were hanging nicely. He crawled onto the bed and lay
in the middle before continuing his description. "It had no color to it at
all and wiggly and `bout this big." He held his two index fingers up about
five inches apart. "Not as big as my daddies dink but a lot bigger `en
mine, and it was kinda thin, but thickerer then his finger."

     "And he put that in your bum?" Toby asked.

     "Yup, and mommy does too at times."

     "How come?"

     "Daddy says it's to stretch me out. Mommy says `cause it's fun.  I
think it's a li'l a both, cause it was fun, and it did stretch my bum
enough so Mr. Weinrich didn't hurt me too much. Then a couple a weeks ago
Daddy said I was ready and he put his thing in my bum. He said I don't need
the dill-dough anymore but he will save it for Benji."

     "Did that hurt?  I mean the first time your daddy did it?"

     "It hurt a li'l but not much. Daddy kept saying how good I was doing
and all and what a big boy I was. And he kept kissing me a lot too. I liked
that." Reece reached down and began to idly play with his stiff little boy
boner. "I know my daddy was really like'n it so, I wouldn't have said
anything `cept if it hurt a real lot, and it didn't."

     Toby was sitting on the bed next to Reece. Upon seeing Reece begin to
play with himself, Toby reached between his own legs to diddle with his own
little tool. "Then what?" asked Toby.

     "Well he went real slow, not like Mr. Weinrich. Teacher just pushed it
all in at once. Daddy went slow and did a lot of rocking back and forth and
`fore I knew it he was all the way in. I could feel him lying across my
back.  My bum was so full but it didn't hurt no more. It felt. full like I
had to take a poop, and it felt good too.  He stayed on top of me like that
for a bit, and I could feel his dink kinda jump inside a me.

     Toby reached out and started stroking Reece's cock. Reece put both
hands behind his head and closed his eyes, but Toby wasn't ready to let him
stop now, he wanted - no, he NEEDED to know what happened next. "Did he
shoot his white stuff in you then, or did he just lay there on top of you
then shoot it? Come on Reece, tell me."

     Reece opened his eyes to look at Toby and grinned. He closed his eyes
again and sunk down into the memories of the day his daddy took his cherry.
"He asked me if I was OK and if I was ready to be fucked. It was the first
time he said that word to me, but I knew what he was talking `bout cause he
says it to mommy a lot.  Anyway, I told him I was ready and he kept asking
like he hadn't heard me until I screamed I wanted him to fuck me. I thought
I had done som'ing wrong `cause he started to pull his dickie out and I
started feeling all empty and everything.  I `member I was gonna ask him
not ta stop but then just as it was gonna come out, he pushed it back in.
He started doing that faster `n faster and I think he did som'ing cause all
a sudden it started feeling real good `n every time he would push it all
the way in, I would feel this shock or som'ing all through my belly an
all."

     Reece opened his eyes again. "He kept calling me lassie `n when I
asked him why he said `cause I sounded like a bitch in heat. He wouldn't
tell me what that meant though, but said I could howl all I want, which was
good `cause every time he pushed deep into me I couldn't help but howl out.
It just felt so good. It must a been real good for him too `cause after a
bit he pushed up off a me and held me by my shoulders. Then when he pushed
his dick into my bum he pulled back on my shoulders. It felt like he was
trying to push his dick outta my mouth, but not in a bad way, `cause now he
was constantly hitting that spot in me and I never felt nuth'n that felt so
good afore. It must a felt good to him too `cause not longer after he did
this he pushed into me so hard he lifted my off the bed `n I could feel his
dick get all big inside a me and I could feel him cumming too.

     Reece had a look of pure bliss on his face as Toby continued to stroke
his dick. It was at that point that Toby knew he had to try this. He wanted
his daddy to but his dick into his bum like Reece's daddy had done to him.
He wanted to get stretched out too. Like Reece's daddy had done, but he
didn't think his daddy had a dildo or anything like that. "Reece, can you
put your dickie in my bum? I wanna know what it feels like."

     "Ok Toby." Reece sat up, pulling his hard cock out of Toby's hand.
"Lie down on yer tummy and keep yer legs together."

     Toby was quick to do as Reece said. Reece straddled Toby's legs and
sat on his calves. He then leaned over and pulled the soft cheeks of Toby's
ass apart. Reece ran his tongue up the crack.

     Toby moaned. He loved to have his bum licked and it didn't really
matter who was doing the licking. He let Reece lick him a few times before
he turned his head to ask his friend a question. "I thought you were gonna
but your winkie in me?"

     Reece didn't answer at first. Instead he stuck his tongue into Toby's
hole and wiggled until Toby purred some more. Only then did he lift his
face out from between the milky globes and reply. "I gotta get ya wet
first. So I can stick it in with out hurt'n ya."  So saying, Reece leaned
down once more and spread Toby's ass as far open as he could and let a big
globe of spit drool out of his mouth to land wetly right on Toby's pink and
virgin hole.

     Reece moved up Toby's legs and positioned his hard little cock at his
friend's hole and pushed. He kept pushing and trying but the most he could
do was get the very tip of his dick into the very beginning of Toby's
asshole. Toby was just as eager for this to work and tried to push back.
This seemed to help a little and finally both boys seemed to hit on the
same idea at the same time. Toby got up on his knees then pushed back until
his knees were under him. This spread his cheeks and exposed his tight hole
at just the perfect height for Reece.

     Reece slid his hard little boy dick, easily into Toby's ass. His dick
may have been small, but Toby's ass was so tight that it gripped his small
tool like a fleshy vise.  Toby squeezed and tried to pull more of Reece in,
but there was no more of Reece to pull in. Reece started to fuck his
friend. It felt great to him. It also felt great to Toby, who kept pushing
back. Reece grabbed hold of Toby's hips and started to go at it. He had
been on the receiving end often enough to know what to do. He couldn't move
much as his dick wasn't that long, but he managed to move every bit of it
in and out of his friend's super tight ass hole.

     So intent were the two boys, that neither of them noticed Greg
standing there in the doorway watching. Nor did they see him quietly back
out and slip away down the hall.

     "Can't you push it in any more Reece?" Toby asked.

     "My dick is in all the way Toby." And just to prove his point he
pushed in hard as he yanked Toby's hips back into his crotch. "I guess I
just ain't big enough to reach that special spot inside yer bum. I suppose
ya want me to stop then?" Reece asked sadly. "It feels real good to me," He
quickly said hopefully. He was beginning to understand just why Mr.
Weinrich and his father liked to fuck his ass.

     "I need something bigger. Your winkie isn't even as big as my daddy's
finger. I wish my daddy would to this to me."

     "Then ask him," replied Reece.

     "NO!" came an unexpected reply from the doorway. There stood Greg, his
thick seven inch shaft fully erect and pulsing. But the answer did not come
from him. Palmer stood next to Greg, and was equally as hard, but had a
hard protective look to his face. "My dick is too big for you Toby. It
would hurt you. And I could never hurt you, Tiger, never." He said a little
more forcefully then he may have intended.

     "You put it in me, Mr. Stenton, and it didn't hurt me none." Reece
offered. He was still kneeling behind Toby, with his dick still inside of
him, but he was no longer moving, no longer fucking his friend. He did not
seem alarmed that they had been `caught'. In his mind there weren't doing
anything wrong anyway. Nothing more then what Mr. Stenton had done to him
last night.

     Greg grinned at Toby and chimed in with his two cents worth. "Yeah,
Palmer, you did try to fuck Reece last night, even if you did pop your
cookies as soon as you got in. Besides, Toby obviously wants you too."

     "No." said Palmer again. "I shouldn't have done that to Reece last
night and I'm NOT going to fuck my own son." Palmer paused as if to
consider his next words, "Not until he is bigger, and only then if he still
wants me to." Palmer looked over his side to the still grinning Greg.
"Christ, Greg, with my cock I would be poking out his tonsils. Toby is a
small boy for his age. I'd split him wide open with this," he grabbed his
cock. "We can still have a lot of fun, but I'm NOT going to fuck him until
he's older, and that's that."

     "But DADDY," cried out Toby. "I want you to. I'm a big boy now. I want
you to but your winkie in me. PLEEEAAASSEEE DADDY, PLEEEAAASSEEE?" begged
Toby.

     "No, Toby! And that's the end of it." Palmer said with finality.

     "Then if you won't, I'll ask Greg to. He's smaller then you are." Toby
chirped back with a pout. He leaned forward enough to pull Reece's dick out
of his ass then turned away from his dad and Greg, pointing his ass back at
them. He wiggled it seductively, an instinctive reaction, yet one totally
filled with wanton desire. "Here you go Greg." Toby wiggled his butt again.

     "Hell yeah, sport" Greg started forward.

     "Absolutely not," barked Palmer. Greg stopped dead in his tracks.
"Greg may be a little shorter then me but his fat cock would split you wide
open Toby. No! I forbid it. You are too young and too small, and that's
final." Palmer turned a stern eye on Greg. "Don't you even THINK about it,
Greg."

     Greg just held up his hands. "Hey, he's your kid, Palmer; I won't go
against your word." Greg put his hands to his chest in an over dramatic
gesture and added with feigned sorrow, "I'm hurt you would even think that
of me."

     Palmer shot Greg a look of real annoyance.

     In a more series tone, Greg continued, "Look Palmer, Toby is your boy.
I know that. And I respect you both. I would never do anything to hurt you
- either of you."

     Toby was now sitting on the bed next to Reece, neither of them had a
stiffy any longer. Toby knew better then to argue with his father when he
used that tone, but inside he was deeply hurt, and more then a little mad.
He hardly heard a word as his father apologized to Greg. He didn't watch
when the two exchanged a `make-up' kiss. Toby hopped of the bed and headed
downstairs for breakfast. He didn't say a word to his father as he a silent
and dumbfounded Reece trailed behind him out the door



     The afternoon was spent with Toby and Reece, taking over the big TV in
the living room for a marathon session of Playstation games. No one had
bothered to get dressed; after all there really wasn't any need to. The
house was warm. They were all guys. And they had all been very intimate the
night before. There was no reason to cover anything up.  The adults seemed
to enjoy this the most. They followed the boys around in a semi hard state
most of the day.

     Palmer had tried to get the boys to put their electronic game away and
come play with his warm and fleshy toy, but the boys were too wrapped up in
their own game.  Greg simply shrugged it off. He took Palmer by the hand,
and let him out of the room. The boys didn't seem to care, as they kept on
with what they were doing. Greg led Palmer up stairs to the master bed
room. He pulled him to the center of the room then took Palmer into a
fierce embrace.  Palmer returned the embrace and kiss with equal passion.
The two men managed to kiss and hug and grope their way over to the large
king sized bed without falling down. Watching the beautiful naked bodies of
the two boys all day long had worked both lovers to a fevered pitch. They
were oblivious to all that went on around them, each pleasuring and being
pleasured by the other in a wild two man orgy of pure lust.

     Downstairs the boys, with the typical attention span of 5 year olds,
had gone on to another game. It was a one player game, and as Reece was
having his turn, Toby excused himself to go to the bathroom. Toby could
have easily used the toilet just off of the kitchen. But whether from habit
or from some deep subconscious motive, he went upstairs to use the one up
there.

     The upstairs bathroom was a large room that opened up both to the
hallway and into the master bedroom. The door that led out to the bedroom
was blocked from view by the bathtub and shower stall. From the toilet, one
only had to lean slightly to the right, against the sink cabinet, in order
to see the bedroom door. And this is what Toby did. He had sat down on the
commode to pee. Hearing strange grunting sounds coming from the bedroom, he
leaned over and found the door open.

     Normally from such an angle, someone would only be able to see a
little of the back wall of the bedroom. But Palmer's ex-wife's dresser was
in the middle of that back wall, and on top of that sat a large mirror. The
mirror afforded anyone looking at it from the bathroom, almost a full view
of the bedroom. Toby's attention was centered on that mirror, and through
that, only on what was transpiring on the bed. Greg lay on his back with
his legs pulled up to his chest. Toby's dad was right behind Greg shoving
his eight inches of excited cock into his lover's eager ass.

     Toby watched mesmerized. He saw the expression on Greg's face. It was
hard to tell if Greg liked what his daddy was doing or if he was in some
type of pain. But Greg's words left no room for such doubt as he begged
Palmer to fuck him harder. Toby looked up at his father's reflection and
saw the same enraptured expression on his father's face as he had had at
other times when Toby would suck on his cock. It was clear to the little
boy that his father was enjoying what he was doing.

     Toby tried to imagine what it would feel like to have his daddy's big
cock in his ass. He was smaller then Reece there was no denying that, but
he wandered if he really was too small to take such a large dick in his
behind. He knew who much he liked it when his father would lick him on the
bum, and even more when his daddy would stick his tongue in there. He liked
it when Mrs. Webber had stuck her finger up there and again when his daddy
was doing it. He thought about the dildo that Reece had told him about, the
one that Reece's daddy had used on him. Maybe if his daddy got one of those
and stretched his bum-hole open, then he could take his daddy's cock up
there.

     He looked again and saw his father still pounding away at Greg's ass.
He was taking long slow strokes, but strokes with such power that Toby
could here the slap of his father's thighs against Greg's upturned ass. The
bed creaked with each thrust, and the men groaned in reply. Toby saw his
fathers face scrunch up, and his movements become more erratic. He watched
as his father filled Greg's ass with cum. He saw his daddy slam one last
time into Greg, harder then the rest and at a more upward angle. He knew
his daddy was cumming. He could see his fathers face and could tell how
much his daddy was clearly enjoying it. Toby wanted very much to give his
daddy that kind of joy, to make him that happy.

     Toby flushed the toilet and went down stairs. He never saw the
surprised look on both men's faces or the questioning glances they
exchanged when they heard the toilet flush.

     Down stirs, Reece was on his fourth game. "What took ya so long Toby?"
Reece saw that Toby had a hard two inch nub sticking out. "Did you go and
play with your daddy and Greg?"

     "Nah, I was just watching them while I was peeing. Then just sat and
watched some more."

     "What were they doing?" Reece put down the game, not caring that it
was still going.

     "Daddy was." Toby paused. He wasn't having sex at the moment so he
wasn't sure if he could use that word now. ".he was putting his winkie in
Greg's bum."

     "You watched your dad fuck Greg? Wow, that is so cool Toby. Did he
like it? Did they both like it? Where you in the room with them? Did they
know you were watching? Come on Toby, tell me." Reece spat out in a
seemingly endless barrage of questions, all the while his own little dick
was getting larger and larger. Well 2 « inches is large for a boy, and
Reece's was almost 3 inches in length.

     Toby laughed at his friend's attention. "I stayed on the toilet and
watched. I don't think they saw me. And I think they both were enjoying it
a lot, I know my daddy was. He had that weird look on his face when he
shoots the white stuff. Then he said he loved Greg." A sad look crept
across Toby's face, "Do you think he loves Greg more then me now?" Toby
asked.

     Toby was a little jealous, of Greg. But he was too young to know it.
He felt hurt and angry at the same time, and more then just a little lost.
"Will my daddy love me more if he can do that to me too?"

     "Ahh come on Toby, yer daddy loves ya tons. You know that.  But he may
love ya more if he can fuck ya. I know my daddy says he loves me a lot when
he is fucking me. He says it all the time." Reece pantomimed grabbing
someone's hips and humping into them. Then in a playful voice, "Oh Reece, I
love you so much. Oh Reece your ass is so tight, I love to fuck it all the
time. I love you so much. Reece, you're my little lover. I love you Reece,
my little fuck buddy."

     Toby was laughing at his friends antics and turned around to wiggle
his behind at him. "Bring it on" was Reece's reply. Toby got down on his
hands and knees and backed into Reece. Reece grabbed Toby's hips and
resumed his thrusting motions. The first thrust and his hard little nail of
a cocklet pierced Toby's tender hole.

     "Oh yeah, that's my good boy. I love you Toby. Daddy's gonna fuck you
all the time. Ohhhh Tooobyyyy I love you I love you I love you."  Reece
said in a deep voice as he pumped into his friend's ass.

     "I love you too daddy," Toby played right long with the game. "Harder
daddy, fuck me harder. Yeah that's it fuck me daddy, fuck me good." Toby
mimicked the things he had just heard from Greg upstairs.

     "That's my boy, Toby. Daddy's gonna love ya good. Squeeze yer ass son,
Daddy's gonna fill yer ass with his love juice." Reece fucked Toby hard.
His words were playful but his actions were in earnest.  He gave up on
pretending being Toby's daddy and just settled into a rhythm of pumping his
little cocklet in and out of his friends very tight hole.

     "Oh Toby, I'm almost there." He said in his own voice. He was pulling
on Toby's hips with every forward thrust. He was more like a jack rabbit in
heat then a little boy playing with his friend. With one more hard thrust,
Reece's body went rigid and he collapsed on top of Toby, shaking slightly.

     Toby was doing what ever he could to get more of Reece's dick in his
bum, but his friend's dick was just too small to do more then penetrate the
outer ring. When Reece was done Toby commented that he wanted more. "I
liked it a lot Reece but your mommy's finger is bigger then your winkie. I
wish you had that dill-dough thing with you."

     "I got an idea, Toby." Reece jumped up and ran to the kitchen. He ran
over to the refrigerator, opened the door, and started to look around
inside.

     Toby followed along behind his friend to see what he was going to do,
"What ya looking for Reece?"

     "Carrots! Ya got any?"

     "Carrots?" asked Toby. "What for?" still, he pointed to the bottom
vegetable drawer.

     "You'll see." Reece opened the drawer and as luck would have it, there
was a bag of carrots. Reece pulled them out, ran over to the table and
dumped them out, leaving Toby to close the fridge door. Reece sorted
through the carrots until he found one that was just the right size. It was
longer then his dildo but almost as thick. "My mommy did this once, before
my daddy got the rubber thingy." Reece but the carrot on a chair then
proceeded to push the chair over to the sink. "Can ya put those away for me
Toby, please?"

     Reece grabbed the carrot and stood up on the chair. He leaned over and
turned on the hot water. Reece held the carrot under the running water
until it was to hot to hold, and dropped it in the sink. Once Toby had put
the rest of the carrots back in the fridge, Reece leaned over again and
turned off the water. Grabbing the carrot, he jumped off the chair and
pushed it back to the table.

     "Ok Toby, go back to the other room and lay down on your tummy." When
Toby had left the room, Reece opened the fridge door again and opened the
tub of margarine. He jammed the carrot in as mush as he could and moved it
around. Then closed the door and ran into the other room with Toby.

     "Ok just lay there and let me know if this hurts." Before Toby could
say a word, Reece sat down on the back of his legs. With one hand he pulled
Toby's butt cheek open and pushed the carrot into the exposed hole with the
other. The hot carrot, coated in melting margarine slipped into Toby's ass.

     Toby winced and cried out, "Take it out. Take it out. It hurts."

     Reece quickly pulled it out. "I'm sorry Toby. I think I went to fast.
Just lay back down and I'll go slower this time, like my mom did with me."

     Toby gathered his arms up under him and laid his chin on his clenched
fist. He tried to relax but he couldn't. The carrot had been jammed in to
fast and his bum was refusing to relax.

     Reece tried to spread Toby's cheeks again and met with resistance.
"Come on Toby. How ya gonna take your daddy's dink if ya can't take this
small carrot. I promise I won't hurt ya again. I'll even kiss it and make
it better."

     Reece bent down and kissed Toby's ass cheeks. But he didn't stop
there. He kept licking up along the crack until Toby finally relaxed. Reece
spread the cheeks then and licked his friend's buttered hole. Reece lapped
hard on the hole and let his tongue probe in. Toby's ass hole relaxed of
its own accord under his friend's oral attack. Toby loved to be rimmed and
Reece was doing a good job at it. Reece licked some more at the boy-hole
and let spit fall from his mouth. He used his tongue to push the spit in,
and then brought the carrot up.

     With his face less then an inch away from Toby's now relaxed and
glistening asshole, Reece gently pushed the carrot against the pink ring of
muscle. He tried to lean in and lick where the carrot entered Toby, but
could not get that close. Instead he let more spit drool from his mouth and
watched as the slowly penetrating carrot pulled the bubbly spit in.

     Toby moaned. This felt much better. It was kind of like Mrs. Webber's
finger, but thicker. And like his father's, but harder.  He moaned again as
Reece twisted it a little and pushed in more. His tone quite suddenly
changed when the tip of the carrot hit his prostate. Without any conscious
effort, he pushed back on the carrot and let it slide over his love gland.

     Reece had a good six inches of carrot in Toby's asshole before he
stopped pushing. "How's it feel now Toby?"

     Toby could only moan as he backed up onto his knees. His head rested
on his hands, the closed fists having given way to open palms with the
first sensuous inch pushing past his sphincter. He raised his ass into the
air, opening himself up for more and deeper penetration.

     Reese twisted another inch in before he met any resistance. He then
pulled it all the way out, slowly. Toby tried to push back, to keep the
object buried in his ass, but Reece pulled it out and showed Toby how much
he took.

     "Put it back in Reece." Toby begged. "It felt so good. Please put it
back in." Toby wriggled his ass, begging for Reece to re-insert the carrot.

     "OK Toby. Here it comes." This time Reece pushed it in as fast as he
had the first time. But unlike that first time, Toby did not cry out in
pain, instead he moaned out in a long high pitched squeal.

     Reece worked Toby's ass like a real pro. He knew exactly what to do.
After all he had been having it done to him for over a year by his mommy
and daddy. This was the first time he could actually see the carrot going
into an ass. He had felt it from his mommy, or the dildo that they had
later used, but the only time he could see anything was when he was on his
back holding on to the backs of his knees. And even then he could not see
much. But know he could see as seven inches of the carrot, almost the
entire thing, slid in and out of his best friend's tight hole.

     Reece worked the carrot in Toby's hole for a long time, some times
fast, some times slow. He would twist the carrot as he plunged it in and
out for variety and other times he would make fast short jabs. This last
really seemed to cause Toby some intense pleasure as he would burry his
face in his hand and moan. Reece could see Toby's tight asshole push open
during these rapid jabs. He would do it more often but his arm would hurt
after a few seconds and he would have to change his rhythm again.

     He worked the carrot for a good ten minutes. Both of  his arms were
getting very soar and tired. He had tried switching off from time to time
but now both arms were too tired. Every time he would try to stop, Toby
would beg him to keep going a little bit longer. He finally agreed to do it
only until Toby had that funny feeling of a dry orgasm one more time.

     Toby laid his head down on the rug and reached both arms beneath him
to his groin. With one hand he tugged on his small nut sack, and with the
other he gripped his super hard cocklet and began to stroke it madly. Reece
was only holding on to the last bit of the carrot, a good eight inches were
going in and out of his friends ass now. He started taking long strokes and
pushed against Toby's ass with his fist on the end of each inward thrust.
Toby did not last long. He pushed his balls back away from his other
pounding hand and was soon tightening up every muscle. His hand was moving
in quick jerky motions as his ass muscles clamped down on the invading
vegetable. His moans were coming out and strangled gasps and grunts. Reece
was unable to move the carrot anymore and just held it there as he watched
his friend go thru one of the most intense orgasms he had seen.

     When at last Toby's exhausted body relaxed, Reece pulled the organic
dildo out of Toby's ass. The carrot was a couple inches shorter then it
should have been.

     "Ah. um. Toby, I think you better go to the bathroom. I think the
carrot broke off in your bum." Reece said nervously.

     Toby was still in a sort of daze from his carrot fucking and didn't
quite comprehend what Reece was talking about. "You broke the carrot?"

     "Yeah, in yer bum. I think ya should go to the bathroom and try and
push it our or som'ing." Toby groggily climbed to his feet and started for
the stairs. "Umm Toby,  I think ya should use the one down stairs."

     "Good idea." Toby waddled into the kitchen and into the bathroom that
was off of it. He walked like - well he walked like he had just been
fucked. He sat on the toilet and started to push while Reece stood by
watching, the broken carrot still in his hand.

     The carrot was remarkably clean, considering where it had been, and
Reece couldn't resist the urge to give it a sniff.

     "There you are," said Greg from the other side of the kitchen. He and
Palmer were just entering the kitchen. Both were dressed. Reece jerked the
carrot behind his back.

     "It's ok if you want a snack Reece," said Mr. Stenton "Carrots are
good for you, and much better then the bag of Fritos in the pantry." Palmer
looked up and saw Toby sitting on the toilet bent over and obviously
pushing hard. "Why don't you close the door and give Toby a chance to poop
in peace."

     Reece moved to close the door, and Greg took the carrot out of his
hand. Before Reece could do more then turn around Greg had taken a bite of
the carrot and was handing it back to him. "Yup, my momma always said,
carrots were good for the eyes," Greg said as Reece just stared at him with
his mouth hanging open. "WHAT?  You never see a guy eat a carrot before."
Greg crunched noisily on the specially seasoned carrot.

     Reese and Toby giggled. Reece managed to close the door then ran out
of the room giggling. From behind the bathroom door could be heard the
sounds of Toby giggling as well, followed by a splash in the water and even
more giggling.

     Greg glanced over to Palmer. "I don't remember being that silly when I
was there age."

     "Just because you don't remember it doesn't mean you weren't a just as
much of a nut as those two," replied Palmer.

     The toilet flushed, the door opened and out emerged a blushing and
giggling Toby. He took one look at the two men and ran out of the kitchen,
tittering the whole way down the hall.

     Palmer called out after him. "I want you two boys to go upstairs and
get dressed. It's time to take Reece home. It's a school night after all."

     Toby and Reece ran up the stairs to get dressed.  They ran into the
bed room and flopped down on the bed in fits of giggling laughter. Reece
waved the carrot around. "Wanna bite Toby?" Reece giggled

     Toby mimicked biting the carrot, "This carrot tastes like poop," he
said trying to talk like Greg.

     Both boys giggled and laughed until they had tears running down their
faces. Finally Reece was able to stop and ask Toby if he had been able to
get the rest of the carrot out.

     "Yeah, when I was laughing so hard in the bathroom, I think I pushed
it out `cause suddenly it popped out and splashed water all over my bum."
Toby launched into another giggling fit.

     Reece fell of the bed and crawled to the trash can were he made an
exaggerated dunk of the carrot in to the bucket. The object of their fit of
laughter now gone, both boys were able to stop laughing and get dressed.
Toby helped Reece to pack his overnight bag and the two went back down
stairs with big grins plastered across their shining faces.

     "All right you clowns," Palmer said, "into the car with the both of
you. Reece it's been a great time having  you this weekend but I got to get
you home now. I hope we can do this again some time. All of it."

     "Ok Mr. Stenton. Maybe next time you can get it all the way in, before
you cum." Reece replied in all innocence.

     Greg burst out laughing. Now it was Palmers turn to turn red with
embarrassment.



     Reece barely said hi to his father, before he and Toby ran off to his
bed room leaving the adults standing in the doorway. Benji was in the room,
sitting in the middle of the floor, bare-assed naked. He had just recently
finished his bath and his hair was still damp. Benji jumped up and ran to
his brother. Tackling him on to the floor Benji gave his older brother a
welcome home hug. Toby was the next recipient of the exuberant hug. He at
least remained on his feet.

     Reece looked around his room. The bedroom was trashed. Even
considering that it was the bed room of two boys, a 5 year old and a 3 year
old, it was beyond a typical mess. Toys lay around every where, except in
the toy chest. The beds were bare, the blankets and sheets crumbled up on
the floor.  Strewn across what had once been Reece's bed lay well over 200
green and grey army men, the total supply of both boys.  The other
mattress, while free of toys and clothing, seems to have been used as a
table, and for a very messy eater, whose name just happened to be Benji.
But the worse part of the mess was that both boys' dressers had been
emptied of every article of clothing and thrown every where.

     Reece looked about the room, "Gee Benji what did you do to our room?"

     "Nut'n. I was jus' play'n," Benji replied indignantly.

     "You better clean it up before mommy or daddy sees it."

     "Mommy saw it `ready," replied Benji as he rubbed his bum. "I gotta
clean it all up fore bed-time." Benji pouted. Then just like a typical
three year old, decided playing was better then cleaning.  "Wanna play wit'
me?"

     Reece convinced Toby to help him clean up the room some. Benji wasn't
much help, and unless he was told what to do every 30 seconds, he would
find something else to play with. Clothes, both clean and dirty, were
thrown into one pile for Reece's mom to sort out. Toys were dumped back
into the big plastic tub. The mattresses were cleaned up as much as
possible, but the large red stain in the middle from spilled Kool-Aid
remained.

     While the boys were upstairs cleaning, Palmer had asked to talk to
Reece's father, Paul, privately about the boys. Paul was a little
apprehensive and more then a little nervous about this. Being confronted by
Palmer was one thing, but he had brought a strong young friend along as
well. He led them into his den and closed the door.

     "What's on your mind, Palmer?" Paul asked with a nervous smile.

     Palmer picked up on Paul's apprehension and instead of saying what he
had at first wanted to talk about, he changed tactics, "Well to start with
I wanted you to meet my boyfriend, Greg." Palmer had put just enough
emphasis on the word `boyfriend' to leave little doubt about what he meant
by that. To make sure there was absolutely no doubt, Palmer grabbed and
held Greg's hand, giving the younger man a smile at the same time. He sat
down on the futon with Greg sitting right next to him. Greg rested his hand
on Palmer's thigh.

     Paul was taken back by this comment, "Ah, I see. Ok, hi Greg." Paul
walked over and shook Greg's hand. He pulled over his desk chair and sat
across from his neighbor and his boyfriend. "While I'm not surprised that
you have a boyfriend, I'm a little confused as to why you think you had to
tell me this in private. Felice isn't prejudice in the least. Hell she'd
probably give you both a big hug."

     "I know Paul. I knew I could tell you, both of you actually. You two
are great friends. You two have really helped me out a lot after I divorced
that bitch." They both knew who `that bitch' was, the unspoken name of
Palmer's ex-wife.  "That's why I knew I could come and talk to you. about
Reece. and Toby."

     Here it comes thought Paul. It wasn't the approach he had ever
expected, not in any nightmare, but he was sure it was coming now. He was
sure that Palmer knew what he, and maybe even what Felice had been doing
with Reece, and what they did to Toby on his last sleepover. Paul steeled
himself to take the accusation with as much feigned shock as he could
muster. "What have the boys been up to, now?"

     Palmer was just as nervous as Paul, but for different reason. Greg
jumped into the breech with his brand of blunt honesty. "Oh for crying out
loud, will you to drop the melodrama." Greg rolled his eyes then plunged
on. "Look Paul, Reece has one fine ass and a hot mouth. We know this and
you know this, and we have all made use of it. Now Toby is one mean
cocksucker as well, and you probably know that too." Greg sat back and
slapped his hands down on his lap.  "There, it's out, now we all know that
both of you have been molesting your boys, and all, dads and sons, have
been enjoying it. No one is upset, no one has been hurt, and most of all no
one is complaining." Greg spread his hands to the two shocked older men.
"Now we can talk without beating around the bush anymore."

     Paul tried to talk a couple of times, but no sound came out. Finally
he stood up and walked over to the cabinet on the other side of the room.
He took out three rocks glasses and poured each half full with Hennessy
V.S.O.P Cognac. He passed the filled glasses out and took his seat again.
Paul took a long pull on his glass and set it down on his desk. "Well
Palmer, he certainly is blunt. I'll say that much about him."

     Palmer took a large sip of his own drink while giving Greg a "we'll
talk later" look. "That's not the only thing blunt about him, Paul. I
didn't come here to blame you or anything, but I didn't know how to breach
the subject. Big mouth here solved that problem."

     Paul nodded and took another, smaller sip of his cognac. "So, we have
both been fucking our boys. I assume from this meeting then that you have
also fucked my son. Well as long as you didn't force him and didn't hurt
him then I don't have a problem with that."

     "Paul that's kind of a yes and no answer. I know you have fucked
Reece, and yes I tried to too."

     "Tried to?" interrupted Paul.

     Greg almost choked on his drink, "Yeah tried to. Reece was begging him
to stick his dick into him and Palmer was a reluctant. Reece and I finally
convinced him that, one Reece wasn't a virgin and two, he really wanted to
get fucked. Well Palmer got about half of his beautiful cock into your
son's hot little tail before he popped his cookies. Reece had to beg him
not to pull out while he wanked on his own little pud."

     "I couldn't help it. I have never felt anything so tight. It was
fucking incredible." Palmer said in defense of himself. "And that brings me
to the `no' part. I have not been fucking Toby. We have been doing other
things. Like Greg said, Toby is one hell of a cocksucker, but I have not
had my dick up his ass."

     Paul was much more relaxed now. Knowing he wasn't going to have the
police showing up at his door was a big relief. The drink didn't hurt any
either. "So why haven't you screwed Toby yet. He'd love it once he got
prep'd for it properly."

     "I'm not sure about it, Paul. He's so small. He's at least a head
shorter then Reece. And Reece isn't all that big either. I'm just not sure
fucking such a small boy is right. It's got to hurt them something fierce."

     "Felice and I have been playing with out boys since they could walk. I
haven't been screwing Reece for that long, but I have been playing with his
ass for over a year. It was only about a couple months ago that Felice told
me she thought Reece was ready for the real thing instead of a dildo."

     "Paul, a couple of months ago, all I was doing with Toby was rubbing
his butt as I went to sleep." Palmer saw the questioning look on Paul's
face. "Toby has been sleeping in my bed with me ever since the divorce,
actually ever since his mother moved out. At first he kept on his pajamas
but since I sleep in the nude, he started to as well with in the first
week. It just seemed natural. Then one thing lead to another and." Palmer
trailed off. "Paul, I'm all new to this having sex with my son stuff. I
love to suck on his little cock, and can eat his delicious ass for weeks.
But we haven't done much else. Toby wants to do more and more. Like Greg
said, he is a great cocksucker. In a matter of less then a month he has
gone from barely getting the head in his mouth to deep-throating me, and
I'm a full 8 inches hard."

     "And he can deep throat mine as well." Greg asserted.  "I'm not as big
as my stud here, but a got a nice thick cock. Last night Toby wrapped his
lips around it and took me down to the base."  Greg stood up and showed
Paul the outline of his hard cock pressing into his tight jeans.  He walked
over to the cabinet and brought the bottle back with him. "Palmer's new to
this, Hell I am too for that matter. I may have fantasized about it a lot,
but Toby and Reece are the first boys I've done anything with since I was a
kid myself."

     "So you're both a couple of rookies looking for pointers." Paul
smiled. He held out his glass for a refill then sat back. "I can't say I'm
an expert, but I'll help you anyway I can Palmer. I know you love your son.
Just as Felice and I love our boys.  I have always known that, even before
you got divorced. If you want to have sex with your son, then that is up to
you and him. The one bit of advice I can give you is that the boys will
usually want more then you can give. You have to go slow with them, and
they just can't understand that. If Toby wants you to fuck him then do it,
but prepare him for it. It doesn't have to be a year long thing like we did
with Reece. That was more for our pleasure then his. With the proper...
gadgets, Toby could be made ready in a month or so. Three at the most."

     "I don't know, Paul. I don't want to hurt him. What about when he
grows up. Is he going to resent me for this?"

     "Not as long as you love him. Sex can come and go, but as long as Toby
knows he is loved, he will never resent you."

     "You didn't hurt Reece now did you?" Greg asked Palmer.

     "He only had half my cock in him." Palmer replied.

     "Then why don't I call the boys down here. Let Reece get the full
length of your cock in his ass. You'll see how much he likes it. Then
you'll know.  You will want to have apiece of Toby's ass then."

     "What? Now?"

     "Why not now? All this talk of fucking our boys has got me harder then
a steel girder."

     "But I don't want anyone to fuck Toby." Palmer held up a hand "IF" and
he stressed that word. "IF anyone is going to fuck him I will be the first
one, and I haven't made up my mind on that yet."

     "Fair enough," Paul said. "Besides you said how Toby is a great
cocksucker. So while you're plowing my boy, your son can be milking me. And
Greg - well you can just join in anywhere you want."

     Greg was more then eager to comply with this, but he knew that his
lover had to make up his mind on this by himself. "It's up to you Palmer.
Any way you want to go with this, I'm right there with you."

     "I know you are Greg." Palmer leaned over and gave Greg a kiss. "Ok!
Let's do this."

     Paul set his glass down and walked over to the door. Before he could
open it Greg stopped him. "Let's not go through this confusing round of
melodrama again. Why don't we get naked first, and then call them down.
That way, as soon as they walk in, they will know they are not in any kind
of trouble."

     Paul's reply was to pull off his shirt and start getting undressed.
Palmer and Greg quickly joined him in the sudden strip tease. Once all
three were naked, and each had got a good look at what the others were
packing, Paul opened the door and called for Toby and Reece to come down
stairs and into the den.

     Felice was in the kitchen making dinner when she heard Paul call the
boys down. She came out to see what the problem was. What she saw was her
husband standing naked outside his den. This was not unusual in and of it
self. Her only concern was that she had not heard anyone leave and thought
that Palmer and his friend were still there.

     "Paul? Did Palmer and his young friend go home and leave Toby here?
Just remember I've got dinner cooking and it will be done in about a half
an hour. If you want it hot you'll get your rocks off and get them dressed
in time for supper."  Felice started to head back into the kitchen.

     "Actually dear, Palmer and his lover, Greg, are in the den here with
me."

     Felice stopped in mid stride. Slowly she turned back around. To say
that Felice was shocked would have been an understatement. There stood her
husband, naked except for his socks, in the hall His dick semi-hard and
growing. Inside the den were two other men. One she knew as Toby's father,
Palmer. The other man had just been introduced as Palmer's lover. Her
husband was calling the boys into the den.  Having her husband naked and
calling the boys in would not have bothered her, but to do so in front of
Toby's dad was another story.

     In the fleeting span of a few heartbeats, thousands of scenarios flew
through her mind. Each was summarily rejected. Many revolved around the
premise of Paul and her being found out. Other thoughts were based around
the idea of them being nudists. Some even had Paul cheating on her with not
another woman but with TWO other guys.

     Felice leaned to the side to look into the room. There she found Paul
and his boyfriend, also naked.  The last set of ideas seemed suddenly more
plausible. Yet none of them fit with calling the boys down to the den. Only
one thing fit all the evidence presented to her.

     "Hi Felice," said a reddening Palmer. "I'm not sure which of us is
more confused by all of this."

     But Felice did know. She knew beyond any shadow of a doubt. "I think
you are, dear.  I may not know what brought this about, but I am quite sure
what is about to be happening in there.  I'll go and hurry the boys along."

     Felice was to the foot of the stairs when Paul called out to her, "Why
don't you grab some baby oil and bring `little Johnny' down with you?"

     "I didn't think you needed that for Reece anymore?" Felice replied.

     "It's not for him, honey. Toby's in training now."

     Felice gave Palmer a pleased smile and a nod before heading up the
stairs. Paul went back into the den, closing the door behind him. "You see
Palmer? She's one hell of a woman."

     And indeed Palmer did see. It had not registered on him before, the
comment about Felice telling Paul it was time to fuck Reece. Now it all
made sense. Paul and Felice had been loving and making love to their boys
all along. They saw nothing bad in it, and they clearly loved their boys
very much. Palmer, for the first time since walking into the den, truly
began to relax. Everything was going to be just fine.

     A few minutes later, Reece walked into the room, followed closely, but
timidly, by Toby. Felice had obviously told them something as both boys
entered the room without a stitch of clothing on. Reece went right over to
his father and gave him a big hug. Toby hesitated a little and then walked
over to his father. He half hugged and half hid behind him, still unsure
what was going on.

     "Mommy said she would be down in a li'l bit. She needs to finish
clean'n up the mess Benji made." Reece looked up to his father, "Are we in
trouble daddy?"

     "No son, not at all. I just thought you might like to see if Mr.
Stenton could finish what he started with you last night. And I had heard
that Toby had a talent as well and was hoping he would show me."

     Toby gave his father a questioning glance from his position behind his
leg but said nothing. Reece instead gave voice to the question, "Finish
what daddy?"

     "Finish getting his big dick into your small butt, that's what. And I
have been told that Toby is real good at sucking cock." Paul turned his
attention to the timid child behind Palmer. "Would you like to suck on my
dick for me Toby? I'd really like it if you did."

     Toby looked from Mr. Webber up to his daddy and back again. He wasn't
sure if it was all right or not. Palmer knelt down and held Toby next to
him. "Remember Toby, this is your body," he said putting his hand on Toby's
chest. "Only you can decide what you want to do with it. If you don't want
to suck on Mr. Webber's dick, you don't have to, no one will be upset. And
if you do want to, well, then I know he will be very happy about that too."
Palmer turned his son so that he had his complete attention, "This is your
decision to make, tiger. You have to choose what you want to do, and I will
stand behind you no matter what you choose to do."

     "You won't be mad or nut'n?" asked Toby.

     "No honey, you don't have to do anything." Palmer said, expecting Toby
to say no.

     Toby hugged his father then ran over to Reece and Paul. "Ok Mr.
Webber. I'll do it."  Toby looked over his shoulder and his daddy and Greg.
"But what `bout Greg, who is he going to be with him?"

     "Don't worry none about me Toby. I have four naked guys here to keep
me busy." Greg replied as he slowly stroked his fattening cock.

     Reece hugged his father, and then hugged Toby. He then darted over to
where Palmer and Greg still sat on the futon. "You can lick my bum and
stretch me some" He said to Greg, "while I make Mr. Stenton's dickie all
slippery an' wet." Reece was clearly not timid or ashamed. Not in the
least. He knew what he wanted, and right now that was Mr. Stenton's cock.

     Reece knelt down before the man and without any hesitation, pulled the
man's fully hard cock to his mouth.  He opened wide and let the head slide
in over his lips. Reece ran his tongue around the cock head that was
filling his mouth. He licked just beneath the rim, savoring the taste.

     Palmer moaned. He leaned back into the futon and slid his hips forward
slightly. He began to run his hands through the boy's hair as he guided him
on his dick. "Oh god, Reece, you're one cock hungry boy," Palmer moaned
softly.

     Greg slipped off the futon and took up the proffered position behind
Reece. He got on his hands and knees and proceeded to lick up along Reece's
cleft. When Reece started to wiggle too much he grabbed the twin globes and
pulled them open. There, exposed to the light once more, was the slightly
bruised opening of the boy's fuck hole. Greg dove in. He plunged his long
and experienced tongue deep into Reece's waiting ass hole. Greg licked hard
along the inside walls of Reece's rectum. The velvety smoothness, the humid
warmth, and the sheer exotic flavor of the boy's hole were driving the
young man wild with lust.

     Greg picked Reece up by the hips. His tongue still rimming the child's
hole. Reece, for his part, grabbed Palmer's shaft harder so that it would
not be pulled free of his eager mouth.  Entwined between the two men, Reece
was rotated until he was kneeling on the futon between Palmers outstretched
legs. Palmer had twisted around to greater accommodate the boy.  Thus
positioned, Reece's butt hung out over the edge of the futon. This provided
Greg with easier access to the boy's lovely behind. Greg knelt comfortably
on the floor and started to eat the child's ass out with renewed gusto now.
He would make sure Reece was well lubed and well relaxed before he started
the next phase, the stretching of the boy's chute.

     All this was happening without the knowledge of Toby. For as soon as
Reece ran over to Toby's father, Paul picked Toby up in to his arms and sat
with him in the big leather office chair. Paul kissed Toby deeply on the
mouth. Toby resisted for only a moment then gave in fully to the deep and
passionate kiss the man was giving him. Soon Toby was returning the kiss
with equal intensity.  Long, adult arms roamed over the child's body, while
short, child arms roped around the adult's neck, holding him close.

     Toby opened his mouth wide, letting Mr. Webber's tongue feel around
inside. Toby licked around the invading tongue. He sucked on it and nibbled
softly.  Toby's eyes closed as he sunk deeper into the heavy kissing and
petting. Toby tried to force his tongue into Mr. Webber's mouth. He had to
try several times before the zealous man caught on and let the small, boy-
tongue, slip into his mouth. Toby did all the things to Mr. Webber that the
man had done to him. He ran his tongue along the adult sized teeth. He
liked the roof of the man's mouth. He probed the cheeks and soft gums with
his oral digit.

     Paul, once he realized what Toby wanted, welcomed Toby's tongue into
his mouth. He savored the feelings the soft fleshy probe was giving him. He
let Toby explore his mouth as fully as he had explored the child's. From
time to time he sucked on the boy's tongue, only to release it to its
explorations once again. Paul then started to lick the child's tongue. The
two tongues battled for supremacy, flowing from one mouth to the next.
Neither of them was trying to win, but neither was giving in either.

     Paul let his hand roam down to Toby's crotch. He found the boy's
member fully hard and willing. It was slightly smaller then his son's, but
that was to be expected, if anything it was bigger then he would have at
first suspected. The boy's balls hung loosely in the hairless sack beneath
his cock. The warm room and fevered attention made them hang low, giving
the young boy the appearance of having the testicles of an older boy. Paul
tugged gently on the dangling orbs, feeling the marble sized huts inside
move around. He rolled them gently in his hand as he continued his deep
kissing of the boy on his lap.

     Paul broke off the impassioned probing of Toby's mouth, but not the
kissing. His mouth worked down over Toby's chin and on to his neck. Paul
latched onto the narrow neck, like a vampire on his victim. He left
matching love bites on each side of the boy's neck. He nibbled on the
slender shoulders and ran his tongue down to the perky little pink nipples
on Toby's smooth chest. Toby, for his part, ground his hips into the man's
hand as he leaned further back, letting Paul get at more of his body with
greater ease.

     Slowly Mr. Webber worked his way back to Toby's mouth. Again he kissed
him deeply, but only for a moment. With his lips still touching the boy's,
he breathed his fervent question softly into Toby's mouth. "Show me how
much you like to suck cock. Suck on my pole, Toby. Suck it all the way into
your mouth." Paul kissed him hungrily all over his face. "I want to feel my
balls hitting against your chin, my cock sliding into your throat," he said
as he continued to kiss him. He slid Toby off his lap, but didn't let him
go. He kissed Toby's ear, licking around the side and into it. "Suck my
cock Toby. Suck me off now," he whispered lustfully into the boy's ear.

     Toby knelt on the floor before Mr. Webber, his eyes on the object of
his desire. Paul leaned back in the chair, sliding his hips to the edge.
Toby Grabbed hold of Mr. Webbers hard cock, gripping it near the top of the
shaft. He leaned in and gave the sweaty balls a lick up the middle, and
then off to one side, then the other. He began to lick the sweat off of Mr.
Webber's hairy balls. Toby opened his mouth wide and let one of the orbs
fall in. He sucked on it and pulled back gently. His right hand began to
stroke the shaft it was holding.

     "You are such a tease Toby. I like that." Mr. Webber gently stroked
Toby's hair as he sighed. He let the boy take his time. He was in no hurry
and Toby was very clearly enjoying himself, so wasn't he for that matter.

     Without any prompting, Toby switched to the other hairy nut, giving to
it the same wet treatment he had just done on the first one. He sucked and
pulled on it with his teeth, then tried to fit both balls in his mouth at
once. But they were too big and his mouth was too small. Toby pressed his
face in to the wet and hairy balls and inched his way slowly up to the base
of the shaft, gently nibbling on the flesh with just his lips. Once he
reached Paul's shaft, he opened his mouth wide, as if taking a bite out of
the side of a hotdog. He wrapped his lips around just over half the width.
Toby twisted around and using his lips and tongue slowly started to work
his way up the pulsing cock. He moved his head from side to side, lapping
at the cock and sucking on the sides. He made his way half way up the
throbbing member when he switched his hand to the bottom of the shaft and
continued his teasing way up to the head.

     Toby must have known he was driving Mr. Webber wild. The man was
moaning and gyrating his hips in the chair. His hands were running through
Toby's hair and grabbing fistfuls of it, but not to hurt. He let the boy
make his own way up his cock, fighting hard against the near painful
instinct to pull the boy's head to the top of his cock and shove it into
the child's hot little mouth. Paul would grab the hair then release, gently
gripping Toby's skull, before his fingers would once again curl up around
another tuft of hair. This attention was surly driving Toby on, just as
surly as the boy's own antics were pushing Mr. Webber near the edge of
sanity.

     Toby paused at the top of the cock. He sucked round and round but did
not touch but the very bottom edge of Mr. Webber's now massively swollen
gland. He opened his mouth and ran his tongue along the edge of the helmet.
Mr. Webber moaned louder. His legs were shaking from pent up desire.
Toby's reply was to slurp slowly back down the shaft.

     Paul opened his eyes. He saw his own son, across the room, going to
town on Palmer's cock. Behind Reece was Greg, his face no longer buried
between the boy's ass cheeks, instead  the young man had three fingers from
his right hand working their way up the boy's ass hole. Paul grinned at the
treatment his son was getting. The hot action on the futon only made his
cock harder, and still Toby was only lapping at the sides.

      "I thought you said your boy was a great cocksucker." Paul said
between gasps as Toby licked around his hyper-sensitive gland. "He' just
one hell of a cock TEEEAAASSSSEEE"

     Toby had picked that time to show Paul just what a cocksucker he was.
Toby opened his mouth and relaxed his throat, and then in one quick motion
swallowed Paul's entire cock. Toby sucked the throbbing shaft all the way
to the base, in a single gulp. Paul's surprise was evident as he nearly sat
up straight from the sudden onslaught to his cock head.

     Palmer laughed at Paul's predicament. "I think he just showed you he
is a little of both."

     "Fuck, yeah!"

     Paul's screaming of the last word got Reece's attention. The boy
looked over to his daddy, but kept Palmer's cock in his mouth. He couldn't
suck it all in like Toby and only had about 4 inches in his mouth. Reece
watched as Toby came all the way of his dad's cock then all the way back
down. Reece tried to swallow more of the big cock in his mouth. He managed
to get another « inch in before the head of Palmer's cock touched the back
of his throat and he started to gag.

     "Take it easy Reece. Don't choke on it. You don't need to be copying
Toby. He can teach you how to do that later."  Palmer gently lifted Reece
off of his cock. "Besides, it's your ass I want now, not your throat." He
pulled Reece up to him and kissed him gently on the lips. "You can get Toby
to teach you how to deep throat my cock some other time, sweetie." Palmer
kissed him again and Reece melted into the kiss, returning it with equal
passion.

     Greg let his fingers slide out of the boy's well stretched hole as
Reece was pulled into the kiss. He now leaned in and spreading those cheeks
wide, drove his tongue deep into the boy's fuck chute. Palmer felt the
boy's moaning through the kiss. Greg used his tongue to force his spit into
Reece's hole. He was going to get the child's ass good and wet for his
lovers fuck stick.

     When Greg moved away, Palmer knew it was time. Palmer sat up on the
edge of the futon and laid back. He helped Reece into position with the
boys back to him. Holding him by the arms he helped Reece to stand on his
knees. Greg moved to help steady the boy. He helped Reece crouch down over
the long cock that was pointing up and his gaping hole.

     "Hold on to Greg's shoulders, sweetie." Palmer advised.  "I'll help
guide you down. Just let me know if it hurts you. OK sweetie."

     "It won't hurt too much Mr. Stenton. I don't want ya to stop any. I
want that cock in my ass so bad I feel like I need to pee." Reece said is
he lowered himself onto palmers upturned cock. He dropped down until he
could feel Palmer's cock head pressing against his puckered ass lips.

     Back at the office chair, Toby was hungrily sucking on Mr. Webber's
cock. Paul was desperately trying to pay attention to the boy sucking on
his dick while at the same time, watch his son lower himself down onto an
impressive eight inch, hard cock.

     Palmer spread his legs just a little as Reece sank down on to his
shaft. Man and boy moaned as one as they felt the exquisite pleasure that
each was experiencing from the other. The boy's knees splayed apart, making
the downward journey easier for him. It also gave Greg one hell of a view
of his lovers big cock sliding into the boy's tiny bum. Reece sank down
until 5 inches of cock was pressed into his hole, and spreading his cheeks
far apart. He was panting heavily.

     "It's ok sweetie. You don't have to take all of me. I've got a big
cock, honey, I'll understand if you can't take all of it."

     "I - just - need to - get used to - it!" panted Reece. One thing was
clear. Reece's was enjoying having his ass stuffed. His cocklet jutted out
from him as hard as a steel nail. Reece leaned forward, putting more weight
on Greg's shoulder as he tried to grind his ass on the huge cock working
its way into his bowels. He worked his hips in a circular motion, using the
thick shaft to stretch him out even more as it rotated around inside him.

     The door to the den opened and Felice walked in. The first thing she
saw was her son crouched on Palmer's knees, gyrating his ass with the man's
cock half buried in it. "Well I see that you won't be needing any of this
then," she said and held up a bottle of baby oil. She seemed totally non-
plussed by the sight of her little boy getting fucked by their neighbor. It
was evident she had expected something like this to be happening.

     "Hi mommy!" panted Reece. "I'm doing - good mommy." Reece closed his
eyes and pushed down, sinking further along the shaft. He took half the
remaining length before pausing again. "I can do it - mommy. Watch me."

     "Of course you can honey. You're such a good boy to be doing this for
Mr. Stenton. Isn't he Palmer?" She asked as she walked in to the room to
get a better look at her son taking the cock up his ass. Palmer could only
nod his reply. Any embarrassment he might have felt at the sight of the
boy's mother watching on as he slid his cock home, was instantly negated by
the overwhelming feeling of that same boy's ass around his cock.

     Felice ran her hand over her husband's sweaty brow, as the man tried
to hold off from blowing his load in to Toby's wildly sucking mouth. She
glanced down at the boy taking long slow pulls on the cock, coming almost
all the way off then sucking the cock back in and down his throat. "I only
have a moment before I have to go back out and check on dinner; and make
sure Benji isn't getting into trouble. But you did ask me to bring this
in." In her other hand was `Little Johnny'.

     What it was was a clear latex dildo about 5 inches long and only an
inch wide. The contours were very lifelike, including the slight flared and
arrow shaped head. On the other end was a pair of latex balls that would
have looked at home on any 12 year old boy. `Little Johnny' was the perfect
size for training a little boy's tight ass to take a grown man's big cock.

     "Reece, honey, Take a deep breath." Felice said, coaching her son from
her husband's side. "Now let it out and let yourself sink all the way
down."  Reece did as his mommy instructed. And, just as she had expected,
the last inch and a half of Palmers cock slid in.

     "I did it - Mommy.  I did it - Daddy. SEE!" Reece pulled up both of
his legs. The only thing holding him in place now was Palmers big cock,
lodged firmly in the boys widely stretched asshole. The maneuver actually
made Reece sit just that much more firmly on the man's cock.

     Greg looked on from the side. He had the best view of all that was
happening between Reece and Palmer. From his vantage point he could see how
wide the boy's ass cheeks were really spread. Palmers cock looked like a
baseball bat wedged between the straining cheeks. But Reece did not appear
to be in any real discomfort. He felt full, very full, but it did not hurt
him. Greg crawled between the spread legs of man and boy, and took Reece's
hard little cock in his mouth.

     "There you go, honey. Now Give Mr. Stenton a good fucking, and Greg
will suck on your pee pee for you"

     "Ok Mommy." Reece twisted his head around to try and look at Palmer's
face. "Fuck me good - Mr. Stenton." Reece squirmed on the cock a little,
took a deep breath and shuddered. "I hope - you can last - a long time -
this time."

     "I'll try sweetie," Palmer said as he leaned down to kiss Reece.
Palmer used his hips to slowly rock in and out of the boy. He was moving a
good 4 inches of his cock through the boy's ever-so-tight ass hole.

     With Reece now getting fucked, and fucked good, Felice turned her
attention to Toby. The boy was still sucking on her husbands cock as if he
could suck the man's balls up through the shaft. She poured a little of the
baby oil onto the dildo and made sure it was good and coated. Kneeling down
she poured a little more on her fingers and reached underneath Toby to work
it into his outer ring.

     Toby moaned around the cock filling his mouth and tried to push down
on the circling fingers. He flexed his ass cheeks and squirmed, wanting.
begging for more.

     The way that Toby was kneeling on the floor while sucking on Mr.
Webber's cock, left his body almost upright and his ass a scant couple of
inches off the carpet. But that was enough for Felice to work with. She
coated her fingers a couple more times until her finger slid into his hole
effortlessly. Toby moaned louder and pushed back onto the invading finger,
almost lifting off of the cock in his mouth.

     "Patience dear, I have something much better then my finger."

     Toby nodded and moaned some more, which was about all he could do with
Mr. Webber's cock in his mouth.  He loved the feel of the slim digit
probing his anus, but he loved the cock sliding in and out of his throat
even more.

     Felice pulled her finger out of Toby's greased hole and placed the
oiled dildo at his outer ring. "Just relax now and push back a little."
Felice coaxed Toby.  Toby did as he was told and `Little Johnny' slid
effortlessly up and into his ass.

     Toby squeezed his cheeks hard and squealed.  Not from any pain or
discomfort but from the sheer joy of having the dildo placed so deeply and
firmly up his ass. Toby started to rock back and forth as he sucked on Mr.
Webber's cock with greater gusto then he had before. He tried desperately
to fuck himself on the latex cock. Felice could only grab it by the tiny
balls at the base and meet the child's backwards pushes with her own
forward push.

     "Greg dear," Felice said sweetly, "if you're not too busy with my son,
could you come over here and help out Toby here. As much as I would like to
stay and continue, I really DO need to get back into the kitchen and finish
dinner."

     Greg, somewhat reluctantly at first, pulled off of Reece hard and
throbbing cocklet, and came over to where Mr. and Mrs. Webber were working
on Toby. He took Felice's place behind the boy as she hurried out. At the
door she paused just long enough to let them know that she would keep
dinner warm for them. Then out the door she went.

     Greg worked the dildo for a bit as Toby got back into his rhythm of
sucking Mr. Webber's cock. Across the room Palmer could be heard grunting
away and Reece was reaching for that soprano wolf's howl punctuated with
well timed grunts as Palmer's cock slammed back into the boy's ass.

     "Stand up, Toby" Greg asked. He helped the boy to do so while at the
same time keeping the dildo working in and out of the boys behind. Greg
stood behind the boy with his feet far apart. His dick was still too high
for the boy. He then placed one leg to the side of Toby and bent it,
keeping the bulk of his weight on his back leg. That worked. Greg slid his
dripping, fat cock between Toby's legs. Enough oil had spilled out of
Toby's ass to make his thighs soft and slippery. Greg pushed his cock
through until the head was pushing against Toby's nuts. But more
importantly, Greg's groin was pushing against the base of the dildo.  It
was the closest thing he was going to get to fucking Toby tonight, but it
was going to do nicely.

     Greg proceeded to fuck his cock between Toby's legs, each slapping
push, pressing the dildo into the boy's ass. Toby pulled his legs tighter
tightly, savoring the feeling of Greg's cock sliding between his thighs. He
so wanted it in his bum, but he knew his daddy wouldn't let him, at least
not yet. Toby worked his ass along Greg's lower belly, trying to get the
dildo to move more. Greg grabbed hold of Toby's hips and started to really
go to down.

     Paul could not take any more of this. He was watching Toby get
`almost' fucked, and a few feet behind that he saw his son bouncing around
on an 8 inch cock as if it was a toy spring. Paul ran his fingers through
Toby's hair and over to his ears. He clasped the boys face firmly, yet
gently, between his hands. Paul fucked Toby's mouth hard. Toby didn't
resist. If anything he tried to pull Paul to him. Toby wanted Paul's cock
in his mouth.  He wanted Paul's cock in his throat. He wanted Paul's cum in
his mouth and throat. Paul wanted to cum in Toby's mouth and throat.

     Toby sucked on Paul's cock like it was the greatest thing in the
world, and indeed, to him it was. Paul had an average sized cock of about
six and a half inches, and Toby was sucking it all in and down his throat.
Toby's lips wrapped around the base of the cock and let his throat work the
head and shaft. He kept his balance with one hand while tugging on Paul's
cum filled balls with the other. Toby was getting better at holding his
breathe and could stay down on the cock for nearly a minute at a time. He
would move his head just a little when the cock was lodged in his throat,
letting Mr. Webber fuck his tight throat with his swollen cock.

     From behind him, Toby was receiving sensations of another kind. The
dildo was planted firmly in his young ass and Greg was doing a good job of
slamming it against his prostate. Greg's thick cock felt so wonderful
sliding between his legs, slicked with both baby oil and sweat. His own
balls were getting battered by the gargantuan head of the massive cock
pounding against them, but this just added to Toby's excitement.

     "Hold him still there Paul," Greg said as he pounded away on Toby's
ass, his cock punching the little boy's balls ruthlessly between his legs.
It was almost like he was truly fucking the boy and he couldn't take it any
longer. "Here you go, Honey," Greg grunted out as he creamed all over
Toby's cock and balls and between his legs. He came so much that thick gobs
of his cum were dripping from off of Toby's balls. Greg pulled his cock
free of Toby's thighs and slapped it down against the top of his tender
buns. Two more gushes of hot cum spewed across Toby's back before the
throbbing monster slowly subsided and drooled its remaining load out over
Toby's ass.

     Paul watched as Greg came all over the small boy sucking hard on his
dick. He couldn't take much more of this boy's tortures blowjob. "Hang on
there Toby. I'm almost ready." Paul pumped his cock harder into Toby's
face, slamming his balls against the child's chin. "Fuck, you are such a
great cocksucker, Toby." Paul jerked his cock in and out of Toby's eager
mouth faster and faster. "Here it comes." Paul thrust his hips forward and
he grabbed Toby by the ears and yanked him down onto his erupting cock.
"Ungh, Ungh, uunnnnngh! O FUCK O FUCK O FUCK  UUNNGHHH!" Paul's cock
swelled in Toby's throat and blast after blast of thick steamy cum gushed
out and into the boy's throat. Paul pulled out just as the last spurt flew
from his cock. The stream of white goo hit Toby in the face and slid down
toward his open mouth. Without warning, he slammed his cock back into the
boy's mouth and held him down as his cock continued to spasm. The intensity
of the orgasm such that his cock continued to throb and pulse long after
his balls were emptied of their load of hot, creamy cum.

     Paul at last released his hold on Toby, and the boy pulled back from
the man's slowly deflating cock. Toby grabbed the shaft and licked the head
clean of any remaining drops of cum. Paul gasped, his super sensitive cock
head sending shivers through him as Toby's experienced tongue lapped at it.
Paul couldn't take it anymore and had to pull Toby of his cock. "Easy there
boy. I'm sorry. I take it back. You ARE one hell off a cocksucker. But
right now my cock can't handle anymore sucking."  Paul picked the 5 year
old up and sat him on his lap, the dildo still in Toby's butt.  Greg, who
had collapsed to the floor totally spent, looked up from his position on
the carpet and smiled and the pair. He could clearly see his cum smeared
all over the boy's balls and over his thighs.

     "Your turn Honey," Paul said as he reached town and grasped Toby's
hard little boy cock. He worked Greg's cum in to the boy like it has a hand
lotion.  Paul leaned over and licked his drooling cum of the boys cheek and
chin, then kissed him deeply as he played with the boy's little cocklet.

     Toby leaned back and let the feelings take him. He had been riding and
orgasmic wave for some time, and it did not take Mr. Webber long to bring
him to a shuddering climax. Spent, he relaxed into Mr. Webber, and together
the two of them watched his daddy and Reece take each other for a ride.

     Reece had been watching the whole thing with Toby and had been
stroking on his cocklet the entire time. He had brought himself off to at
least two orgasms that he knew of while Mr. Stenton plowed away at his ass.
It felt so good to have the long dick in him. Mr. Stenton had grabbed him
by his upturned thighs and was quite literally using him to jack his cock
off with. Reece was totally relaxed and welcomed each downward plunge, each
slap of the man's legs against his ass. He wanted more. He needed more. He
begged Mr. Stenton to fuck him deeper and harder.

     Palmer rolled over with Reece under him now. The boy lay across the
futon with his left arm dangling over the side. Palmer knelt on one side of
Reece, and stood on the floor on the boy's left. He steadied himself with
one hand on Reece's back and the other on the back of the futon. He then
gave Reece exactly what he asked for. Palmer pulled his cock back until
just the head lay lodged between the boys ass lips, and then, with a mighty
thrust, buried the entire length deep into Reece's ass.

     Reece howled. Like a banshee in heat, Reece howled. His sirens call
punctuated only by hollow grunts as Palmer rammed his cock into him again
and again. Reece was going wild under the onslaught. He clenched his ass
and tried to push back, but Mr. Stenton's pounding thrusts only drove him
back into the cushion.

     Palmer picked up speed. He was fucking the boy hard and fast now. It
no longer mattered to him that he was fucking a five year old boy. All he
knew was that his cock was slamming in and out of a very eager and very
tight asshole. Palmer made love to the young boy like he had done earlier
that day with Greg. He pounded hard into the ass beneath him, striving to
drive his cock in deeper. Each outward motion, pulling on Reece's outer
ring, as the boy's ass refused to give up its hold on the invading member
it wanted so badly. "Ready for me second load, sweetie" Palmer panted as he
slammed his cock in again.

     "Second?" gasped Reece.

     "Uh huh. I shot my first load watching your mommy shove `Little
Johnny' up Toby's behind. And now I'm going to give you your second load.
You feel my cum churning in you? Feel it helping my cock slide in and out?"
Palmer never broke stride as he talked dirty to the boy. "Ready for it?"

     Reece nodded and moaned out an affirmative noise.

     "Give it to him Palmer. Fill my son's ass with your hot cum."

     Palmer changed his tempo, no longer the rapid strokes that were
burning the rectum walls of Reece's ass with friction. Now he was slowly
and methodically deep fucking the child under him, pounding in with each
stroke. Hs legs slapped hard against the boys ass. "Here. I. CUM." Palmer
pushed in hard one last time and arched his body backward. His cock impaled
Reece, driving into the boy's intestines. He pushed so hard he lifted
Reece's crotch off the futon.

     "ARRRRRRGGGHHHHHH!" Palmer groaned loudly as his cock erupted inside
Reece's ass. Volley after volley of hot cum flooded into the already over
filled boy's hole. So much was the boy's ass filled that the cum started to
ooze out the sides and around Palmer's cock. A few heartbeats later, but
seemingly an eternity to Palmer, his whole body relaxed, he was spent.
Totally and completely spent. He collapsed on the child and barely had the
presence of mind to roll to the side.

     Reece rolled with him, the man's pulsing and emptying cock still
buried in his ass. But Reece was unaware of this, for he had cum one last
time, as Palmer was creaming inside his ass. His little body had reached
its limit and he had passed out only moments before Palmer did.

     Palmer had not completely succumbed. He was dazed, and winded, but he
was aware. He knew that his cock was still in the boy's ass and slowly, oh
so slowly, shrinking and slipping out.

     "So Palmer, did you enjoy my son as much as I enjoyed yours?" asked
Paul.

     "That was the BEST fuck I have ever had." Palmer looked over Reece's
inert body and down onto the floor where Greg lay watching.  "Sorry Greg,
but Reece was better."

     "Of course he is, Palmer. He's younger and tighter. But I still want
you to fuck me from time to time. If you're up to it." Greg said with a
wink.

     "I'll try to make room for you in my schedule." Palmer said with a
wink

     "When can you fuck me daddy? I want you to fuck me just like you did
Reece. I want to be your best fuck ever." Toby Bounced on Paul's lap. With
his legs slightly spread, his daddy could see the dildo still lodged
between his buns. "Fuck me too daddy, pleeeaaase!"

     The dirty talk coming from his young son's mouth was almost enough to
get Palmer started again. The sight of the dildo still in place was not
helping matters. Palmer pulled his cock out of Reece. It was cover in cum,
with a slight brown tinge to it. Palmer laid the four inch slime covered
cock on Reece's hip as the boy slowly came to. Grinning from ear to ear,
Palmer looked across the room to his cum soaked son, "Soon Toby, soon. From
this point on, tiger, you are in training!"


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Well I finally got there, the point many of you have been begging me for.
In the next exciting episode, Toby finally looses his virginity. Four men
are vying for the honor of deflowering our tiny proponent, but who will it
be?

Mr. Weinrich in: "A Cherry for Teacher"

Or

Palmer Stenton in: "He Loves Me Most"

Or

Palmer's boyfriend Greg in: "Betrayal of the Heart"

Or will it be:

Paul Webber in: "Heat of the Moment"


Stay tune for the next fun filled, action packed adventure. Find out who
gets the ultimate privilege!