Date: Thu, 7 Nov 2013 09:22:24 +0100 From: Tommy Liten Subject: Ultimate Cockserving kid? The following story contains graphic scenes of male/male incest between characters under the age of 18, as well as elements of physical age regression. If these subjects do not interest you, or it is not legal for you to read them, please don't continue. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy! Thanks for all you responds by mail, keep it up! Love you feedback. AUTHORS NOTE: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Like nifty.org? Consider making a donation to nifty. Small or large it will be very much appreciated. To find out how to do this, follow this link: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I feel the warm sun in my face, making me wake up ever so slowly. I've been dreaming about all the things daddy already taught me about sex so far today. I'm not quite sure if its just a dream or in fact reality? Bits by bits its all coming back to me. I click my tongue, tasting. I can feel the flavour of daddy's juices in my mouth, bitter but still so sweet. My small 2-inch cock is poking the feather duvet, it's so hard. My ass is aching, but it's a good ache. I remember why. It's the but-plug daddy forced in there and told me to keep in. I can feel the dried up cum and spit on my face and upper body. That's daddy's love-cream on my body. I feel happy about it. It's like a dream, a good one, finally coming true. In the hallway I can hear daddy dabbling around, humming softly on a child's tune that I remember from growing up. His deep voice sends shivers down my spine. I reach to rub my eyes from the sleep. Uhm, what is this? My hands are tied up! I whimper. I can't reach my eyes, both hands are attached with leather cuffs witch again is connected to daddy's bedposts with shining chains. I pull at them to get loos to no effort. The only thing I detect is that my feet's have gone trough the same procedure. Both feet chained to the bed so much I can't draw my legs together. Not even close. I panic, and starts shouting to my dad that I'm stuck, and for him to help me. Daddy's hearing me shouting and appear in the doorway. Still humming the same old tune. Smiling, showing off his perfectly white smile that I love so much. "Good afternoon Champ, slept well?" he askes me. "Daddy's made some small arrangements while you where sleeping. I love seeing you all helpless and chained up for me you know". Dad's face is oozing of sensual excitement, his voice almost shivering and breaking under those deep dark words coming out of him. I've never heard him talk like this before, but I doesn't scare me, I know its my dad, I know he loves me and would never hurt me. My dads here with me, so I'm safe and secure. That's when I see my dads dressed. He's not dressed like in his normal outfit though. He's wearing some leather straps around his body. What is that all good for? He's even got leather bracelets too, wide ones. There is even one on his bicep. None of them has the chain loops where to attach the chain like I do though. High boots like the ones we use when farming. But that's not the ones I've seen so many times, these are brand new, all black and shiny with rivets on the shafts. Daddy's not wearing any underwear though, instead he's got a tight shiny and very wide ring on his cock and balls. It seems to lift his cock up and out for me to see even better. That looks like so much fun. Does it hurt? "Do you like my outfit cum-slut?" Oh yes I do daddy, very much so! "This is my masters outfit that I will wear when I'm using my boy-whore from now on, is that understood whore?" "Yes daddy". It's certainly understood. Daddy tell me all about his harness, how empowering it makes him feel, but it also got another purpose. He tells me it will be good for me to grab onto when riding him. I'm not sure what that means, but I guess I will know very soon. The cock-ring is to make his cock feel even better when getting the cum-slut treatment he tells me. That is so cool. I love the sight of daddy's big cock and balls all tightened up by this wide ring he's wearing. My dad is so good looking standing in the sunlight all dressed up as my master. "We're get you out of bed now whore" daddy says undoing the chains from my ankles, cuffs still on. Before doing the same to my hand he pulls out another chain witch he connect to my neck. How? "Ha, ha? That's your collar. Every bitch requires one to be controlled properly, that understood you little fuck?" My dads dark eyes tells me this is no joke, and for me to nod my head in agreement. Hands free I feel the wide leather collar on my neck. It's all secured with a small lock on the back, right beside the chain loop witch the chain is attached to. The feel of leather to my body, it's new to me, not uncomfortable at all, just different. It feels soft and rough at the same time. The smell is intoxicating. It's very sensual and feels so adult-like. Pulling me off the bed with the chain daddy leads me down the hallway to the main entrance door on our house. Dad opens the door, stepping out in the warm summer sun. I try to hold back to stay in the house, causing my dad tugging harshly on the chain leash. I'm dragged out the door. Trying to protest, I don't have any clothes on. "SHUT THE FUCK UP WHORE!" daddy strictly commands me as he once more tug on my leash. "There's no one out there to see your slutty naked ass. Not yet anyway, so do as your dad tell you cum-whore!" Daddy sounds angry with me. I know he's not about to discuss this, so I obediently follow through on his instructions. There is no one to see us out there. Our farm is withdrawn, almost secluded from the rest of the world by big fields and forest, so anyone coming would be seen before they interrupted us in any way. The only spectators is our stallions looking, probably wondering what the fuck is up. The sun is hot and warming, still the soft breeze caresses my body and makes the temperature perfect for outdoor nudity. Daddy's walking me around the courtyard as if I'm a premium bull up for show. I see my daddy enjoying it, his cock swinging from side to side as he uses the leash to teach me the proper agility moves. I'm doing my best to please my dad, keep up with him and make him proud of me. He's my master, I'm just his little cum hungry slave boy at the moment. "You ready for lesson number three of the day fucker?" Sure is daddy. I'm so excited to learn more, explore more, and teach more about sex. Daddy leads me towards the barn on the other side of the courtyard. As we're about to walk up the barn bridge he stops, turn around and says "On your knees fucker, I've got to have a piss" With that I drop to my knees on the grass ground, looking up at my daddy's face, waiting further instructions. Without anything said my dad takes hold of his big cock, pointing it at me, waving it in front of my face. "This is what you want, isn't it fucker?" It sure is daddy! The next thing I see is my dads very massive piss beam splashing onto the ground right in front of me. The smell is so intense, but its daddy's piss so I instantly loves it. I want to feel the warm liquid and reaches out to touch it. I feel the warm sensation when daddies piss splashes onto my hands. I just want a taste of it, so I lift my piss covered right hand to my mouth and taste it. Its bitter, but still feels so sweet yet very unfamiliar. It's a taste unlike anything I've had before. It's another taste of daddy and I like it, I want more. "You dirty little fucker! You like that, don't you slut?" my dads face has a surprised look upon it. Oh yes, I love it, and I guess its not hard to tell. "Lick my cock dry, but no sucking whore. That's not for now. Just get my cock nice and clean" I dive in, gently work my tongue on the tip of daddy's cock. Get another taste of his warm piss in my mouth when I lick the small drop in his piss slit. Taking his plum sized cockhead in my mouth, getting it cleaned up real nice with my tongue. It's divine. Daddy pulls me to my feet and we walk up the barn bridge, enter trough the big open doors to the combined hayloft and stockroom for my dads farm equipment. Dad leads me inn, I feel the familiar smell of hay, oil and animals. The dim light takes a moment to get used to, but I know this barn so well from all hours playing and exploring in here. As we walk by my dad's big John Dee tractor I'm wondering what is to come. It's all so new to me, but I want to learn all about it. This has been the best 9th birthday I could ever wish for. As we stop dad pushes me forward and lifts me onto a hay ball placed in the middle of the floor. Then he once more locks my hands to chains coming from the nearby beams. I've never seen these chains in here before, guess dads been busy while I've been sleeping? My feet's are roughly separated by dad's boots, as he pulls another set of chains, click them into the chain hoops on each ankle. I'm stuck. Arms and legs pulled out, not to the point it's hurting or anything, just enough for me not being able to do anything, reach anything or move around. Even though there is a blanket on, I feel the pinching of hay on my upper body. Piercing me gently trough the fabric of the blanket. My ass is pointing up in the air, it's all so exposed. I try to shift around on the hay ball, roughly I feel my feet lift and my arms stretch. "You keep fucking still on there whore. Don't even try to move without me telling you so fucker," My dads voice still so dark, dangerous and controlling. It gives me the goose bumps all over my body, and I do all I can to keep my body completely still as he demands. Daddy lowers the chains that are pulling my arms and legs. I see him hooking them in place, securing them well out of reach. As daddy comes to the other side of the hay ball, he starts slamming his big cock in my face. "Your so sexy there fucker, I hope you like it so far? This is just the beginning you know, and this is a position for you to learn to love, for you are going to spend so much time tied up like this. Is that clear whore?" I'm just nodding my head. Trying to find my dads eyes. It's too dark in here for me to see, but I know his eyes are black. Black and shiny, with that stern look I know from earlier. All because he's filled with lust. Lust for me! His big cock is starting to hurt me. He's semi hard, and it hits my face over and over. I feel his gobs of pre cum hitting every part of my face. The sweet smell and the texture of it, is making my little cock rock hard, hurting. The only comfort is rubbing it carefully against the blanket and the hay ball. I'm so turned on at this point that when my dad finally tell me to open my mouth I take his cock all to the base, deep throating it in one singe push. This is what I've been waiting for. A few thrusts is all I get before dad pulls out, grinning. "This is not what were going to do now fucker. Now it's time for daddy to break in your sweet little boy cunt. You ready for that fucker? Not that I care, I made it, it's all mine to use as I want. You know that don't you whore?" I nod. I know that. I now know the sound of lust in daddy's voice. I hear my dad's heavy steps on the wooden floor as he walks away. Where is he going? There is silence. Don't leave me now daddy! Where are you? I whimper as I feel tears starting to run down my dirty face. For the first time I'm a bit scared. What is happening, what is to come? This is my story, my first experience on my way to be the ultimate cock-serving-kid. Want to hear more? Write me on tommeliten_no@hotmail.com for feedback. You want more? I've got plenty to tell?