Trifecta in the Hallway, a short series by Josh Terrence


Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Conquest One – Daddy's Bed

It was pitch dark in the hallway when I padded out of my room, so I felt along the wall by my door for the light switch. As soon as I turned the light on I had to shield my eyes from the blinding glare. As they adjusted to the bright light, I looked down at my hairless little dick and remembered that I wasn't alone when I had fallen asleep. Thinking back on my final moments of consciousness, I let go of a contented sigh then I scurried to the bathroom to go pee.

When I was finished relieving my full bladder, I came out of the bathroom and let my little boner lead the way to my daddy's room. His door was wide open and I could hear him snoring, letting me know that he was in a deep slumber. Along the way I stopped at my big brother Mark's bedroom door, listening through the walls for any sign that he might be awake. The only sound I could hear was his heavy breathing and a fart that he let go of, drawing a giggle out of me.

Continuing down the hallway, I passed my oldest brother James' room and once again I stopped to listen. Just like at Mark's door, I could hear him breathing heavy in his slumber, even over the low volume of his TV. Realizing that he was sound asleep, I hurried down the hall to daddy's room, where I climbed into his bed and snuggled into his side. His eyes were shut tight, but still he sensed my presence and wrapped a protective left arm around my frame. He planted a kiss on my cheek and stroked my messy hair, then he spoke to me in a groggy voice.

“Hey champ, why aren't you in your own bed?” he asked, and I shrugged.

“I had a bad dream,” I fibbed, earning me a knowing grin from him as he blinked to let his eyes adjust to consciousness.

“Oh yeah?” he asked, and I nodded into his chest. Then, with a gentle tone he reminded me, “You're getting to be a big boy for this, Skeeter. Didn't you just have a birthday?”

“Yeah,” I conceded in a small voice, then I countered his point. “But I'm not that big yet, daddy.”

“I don't know, champ,” he said, rubbing the soft skin on the back of my neck. “I think 12 years old is a mighty big boy. Don't you?”

“I'm not as big as James and Mark,” I said listlessly, knowing that I was about to get my way.

“I see,” he said, planting another kiss on my cheek while his hand roamed south along my spinal column until it reached my bare bottom. Giving it a tender squeeze he said, “I see you forgot to put your undies on, champ.”

“I was hoping that I wouldn't need them, daddy,” I revealed, and he responded by slipping his middle finger into my crevice and finding my already cum slicked pucker. His digit pushed straight into my hole and I moaned softly, then I felt his other hand come to rest on the back of my head, encouraging me to move down and claim my reward. As my face moved down to his crotch, the unmistakable scent of his pheromones worked in concert with the heat that was rolling off of his manhood to draw me in quickly. My rigid little wiener was standing straight up, pressed against my hairless pubic bone and tingling with intensity.

With another moan, I planted my lips to the head of his shaft, loving how his glans were already moist with precum. With my lips pressed against the tip of his crown, I let my tongue explore the ridge by running it all over the head. Then, with a naughty smile, I took a firm hold of daddy's rod and ran the flat surface of my tongue just beneath the ridge, making sure that I stimulated every nerve ending that I could while at the same time, lapping up continuous globs of precum.

Finally I could wait no more, and greedily slipped my mouth over the end so that I could suck all nine inches of daddy's scepter. As soon as I wrapped my lips around the stalk I felt my body start to shiver and I knew that I was getting my way. Daddy knew it too, and he was beaming with pride because I was taking what I wanted. He knew that I could never suck enough cock to satisfy my craving for it. He knew that I would stay between his legs all day if I could get away with it. And he knew that once the sun was up and everyone was awake, it would be unusual if I wasn't on my knees with somebody's dick in my mouth.

Some mornings, when I don't want to get up and go to school, he sits on the edge of my bed and wakes me up by waving his cock under my nose. Without even opening my eyes I extend my lips, eager to wrap them around the head and slobber on a nice, hard dick until I earn a thick load of sperm to swallow. Once I've taken a hot mouthful of cum down the throat, all is right with the world and I can move along with my day. When it's bedtime, there's only one way to soothe me, and daddy knows it. The night before, when he left me in my room I was sound asleep, but only after having sat up and swallowed a generous mouthful of his delicious spunk.

As I moaned around daddy's trophy, his luscious fingering of my boy box never stopped. This only got me hotter and motivated me to deep throat his sword with a purpose. My little pecker was so hard that it felt like it might break off, but I didn't care. I was anxious for his man meat to stimulate the clit in my throat with fierce cock strokes, and he didn't disappoint. My head was spinning with pleasure while my lips traveled up and down his length, over and over again from the base to the crown, then back again. It felt like his rod was gaining in rigidity and I knew what that meant for me, so I added suction and tightened the muscles in my throat.

His glans were catching on my uvula as I bobbed my head up and down along his length. As always, daddy's manhood was overwhelming and packed with potency. So much so, in fact, that I let loose with a long, horny moan of sheer passion that was only muffled by the big dick I was sucking on. I could feel my body shivering with delight as the massive skin flute I was savoring continued to move rhythmically in and out of my throat. I could feel my eyes rolling back in my head and my left leg was shaking uncontrollably as the sinful pleasure of my ultimate indulgence gripped me at my core.

Out of nowhere, I felt a continuous series of overwhelming shudders roll through me like a hurricane touching down and I knew that I was in the throes of my ecstasy. Daddy's cock started to spasm but I never broke the momentum of the blowjob I was enjoying so much. Instead, I took his cock with even more purpose than before, anxious to luxuriate in every last thrust I could treat myself to until finally, the warm, thick batter spewed forth and filled my mouth. I was so wrapped up in my own joy that I nearly gagged from the sheer volume that spouted out, but I quickly recovered with a gargle and began to keep up.

Soon, I had swallowed it all with a greedy smile and had taken up the task of nursing on the end of daddy's prick in search of any residual spunk. When his crown was too sensitive, I reluctantly pulled it out of my mouth and eagerly lapped the thick strands that were hanging off of his shaft and in his pubic mane. Finally, I moved down to his nut sack and tongued it lustily before finally settling into a luscious sucking of each ball.

“Are you about finished down there Skeeter?” I heard him ask me, and I shook my head no with a naughty pout. “Why don't you come on up here, baby, and visit with daddy for a while?”

With a reluctant but obedient nod, I planted a trail of grateful kisses all along daddy's shaft, then I snuggled back up to his chest and sighed.

“I love you, daddy,” I declared, and he responded by resuming the gentle fingering of my boy pussy that he had started earlier.

“I love you too, champ,” he said. “You did a really nice job for daddy.”

“I'm glad you liked it,” I told him with a smile. “I liked it too.”

“Are you sure, champ?” he teased me, reaching in and tickling my belly button with his left hand. “I couldn’t tell.”

With a giggle, I nodded my answer, then I nuzzled the side of my head into his torso while we basked in the afterglow. His finger was still working my boy pussy with gentle but pleasurable strokes, and I loved how it felt to be pleasured in such a considerate way. While he was strumming my bottom, my thoughts turned to the blow job I had just given him, and the blow jobs that I was planning to give the next day. Just thinking about sucking him off again was getting me hot and bothered, and I quietly wondered if I could wait. After about five minutes of silence, I shifted in his arms and said, “I'm still in the mood, daddy.”

Instead of answering me verbally, he reached out with his free hand and used it to grab my chin and turn my head so that we were face to face. Knowing why, I puckered up and was rewarded with a gentle, tongue filled kiss while daddy strummed my boy box.

With his tongue snaking around in my mouth, I let him manipulate my frame until I was on top of him with my forearms hooked under his shoulders. We continued to kiss while he finger banged my boy pussy, getting me nice and hot for the main event. Finally, he pulled his finger out and we broke our kiss, then he playfully swatted my right butt cheek and said, “Why don't you get on your hands and knees, champ? Daddy wants to hit it doggy style.”

“Okay!” I eagerly agreed, then I scrambled to get into position for him. Facing the headboard, I was on my hands and knees in no time flat, making sure that my bubble butt was sticking straight up in as enticing a manner as possible.

While I was smiling over my shoulder, I could see daddy's features in the dark as the moonlight came through the second story window. His big dick looked like a banana because of its curvature, and I was longing to feel it plunge deep inside of me. I felt him place his glans at my back door, then he pushed in with ease while I moaned gutturally.

“Is that good, champ?” he asked me, and I nodded urgently as his shaft sank all the way in. I could feel his pubic bush smashing into my crevice while he rested inside of me, then he ran his hands up and down the sides of my torso and began to thrust.

Right away, my toes started to curl and the same luscious feeling of pleasure that I experienced while I was blowing him came back with a vengeance. His cock always feels amazing in my boy pussy, but there was something about the way it was making me shiver this time that was special. I could feel a throbbing sensation running down the backs of my thighs, all the way to the tips of my toes. It was traveling in waves, making my feet crack while my rigid boy boner pointed at the bed and twitched like a seismometer during an earthquake.

Out of nowhere, I felt the same throbbing that was rolling down my legs take a new path, this time up my spine. Each new wave made my hair stand up on its own while I bunched my fists around the sheets on the bed. I was moaning uncontrollably but I couldn't make sense of what was coming out of my mouth. The pleasure that had besieged my body had taken full control of my central nervous system, and before I could come to grips with the reality, I found myself in the grip of a ferocious anal orgasm.

Daddy's cock felt like granite as it hammered my boy spot over and over again and reminded me of my status as a total pussy boy. I could feel my sphincter opening and closing with spastic constrictions around his man cock, squelching with moisture as he plunged in and out with uniform thrusts. I wanted to look over my shoulder and smile at him, even thank him and tell him that I loved him the most. But the full on boygasm that was ripping through my body was making it impossible for me to even see straight, compelling me to shut my eyes tight while he pile-drove me into anal ecstasy.

I was still in the midst of my climax when daddy buried his rod all the way up my clutching pooper and filled it with cum. While he was unloading inside of me, I could hear him groaning and telling me how tight I was. But I was still too far gone to react with anything but a long, boyish moan and a grin that was embedded on my face from the start of our union. I could feel his strong, manly cock jerking and twitching in my boy pussy while his own orgasm played itself out and I wondered how long he would stay inside of me. I was silently hoping that he wouldn't pull out at all, but I knew that at some point he would have to.

So when he finally did pull out I listened carefully. There was a wet, audible slurp that I could hear when he pulled the head out, and I quickly pulled myself together long enough to roll over and sit up so I could suck him clean. When he was satisfied with my cleanup, he treated me to another deep kiss, then he collapsed at my side and pulled me into his chest while we basked in another afterglow. Soon, I could hear daddy's loud snoring and knew he was sleeping soundly. Planting a kiss on his lips, I carefully extracted myself from his embrace so I could make my next visit.


Other Work by Josh Terrence:

Gay/Adult-Youth Fiction

Gay/Incest Fiction

Gay/Urination Fiction

Gay/Young Friends Fiction


All You Can Eat

The Persistent Trespasser

The Boy at My Door

The Coupling


Bobby's Thanksgiving Feast

The Birthday Boy

The Trouble With Austin

Saturday Morning Splendor

Taylor Made


Alan's Brown Experience

James' Secret

Kyle's Afterschool Snack


Simon Spreads His Legs

Short Stories:

Oliver's Eatery

Friday Night Delight

Spencer on the Prowl

The Rear Entrance

Justin's Peculiar Tail

Sticky Sweet Relief

At The Park

Ethan's Shameless Turn

Mason Gets Laid

A Package for Simon

A Ride Through the City

Andrew's Pajama Party

Keith's Guilty Pleasure

Corey in the Morning

Adam Needs a Ride

Sean's Day Out

A Curious Tug of War

A Stir in Ian's Bottom

Jason in the Men's Room

An After School Quickie

Short Stories:

Bobby Starts Christmas Break

The King and the Prince

Rite of Passage

The Family Seed

Daddy's Boy

Rearing Derick

Home for Lunch

Spare the Rod

Daddy Takes Control

Daddy's Little Prancer

Jimmy's Chaperone

Stuart's Insatiable Itch

Short Stories:

Tanner Orders a # 2

Kenny Reports for Doodie

Breakfast in Bed

Cooper's Naughty Craving

Hunter's Fetish

The Party Pooper

The Park Toilet

Phillip's Spending Habits

Short Stories:

Jacob's Valentine

Holding Hands with Henry

Pleasuring Henry

A Quickie for Bobby

Mating Sason for Caleb

Saturday Morning Cruise