Date: Wed, 3 Feb 2010 10:53:44 -0800 (PST) From: Jon T. Subject: Who's Fucking My Boy - Chapter 11 These characters are not real - they are products of my fevered imagination. This is utter, complete fantasy. This story includes sex between adults and willing minors, both family and non-family. If you're not into that, go read something else. If you are not of an age to be reading this, leave now. In this fantasy world of mine, there is no AIDS, there are no venereal diseases, and 12-year-old boys can be fucked over and over again with no physical or emotional repercussions. Of course, we all know that is not the real world. Anyone who fucks without a condom is stupid and is not taking the gift of life seriously. Anyone who fucks kids deserves whatever they get, legally speaking. Let children be children, please. I am NOT in favor of, nor have I been a participant in, incest or sex with children. If you want to communicate with me, my e-mail address is t_jon15@yahoo.com. The feedback has been wonderful and much appreciated. Thank you. This will be the last chapter of this story for the time being. Trying to do some over-arching saga is beyond me. I will probably do some vignette-type installments, since I do have some ideas for these characters. Their buttholes are not safe just yet. Who's Fucking My Boy - Chapter 11 Mark went to his knees on the carpet. Right in front of his eyes was his 14-year-old middle son's clenching, lightly haired asshole. He put his nose closer and could smell the earthiness of his son's taint. He stuck his tongue out and tickled the rosebud. David let out a low moan and pushed further down on the sofa in order to get his ass closer to his father's face. At that point, Mark dove in, licking and sucking, getting this beautiful ass ready for a major fucking. Other action was taking place. Mark could see out of the corner of his eye that Mike and Spencer had stretched out on the carpet in a 69 formation. Andrew was lubing up his stiff, thick cock, getting ready to fuck Jamie one more time in another chapter of their long-term love affair. Andrew was slathering it on thick, knowing that Jamie had to be sore after all the fucking he had received over the past few days. Mark stopped sucking David's hole long enough to wave at Andrew, who understood what he needed and tossed the bottle of lube to him. David was in overload mode. He had not been a big fan of getting fucked, but this was the hottest thing he could think of. His father was, in many ways, a hero to him. To get fucked by his hero dad would make him a man once and for all. In moments, Mark was ready. He smeared the super-slick fluid onto David's hole, poking a couple of fingers inside as he jacked his lubed cock with his other hand. The heat from David's body seared his fingers. As he finger-fucked the boy, he leaned down to suck his cock into his mouth. David groaned loudly and pushed his father away. "I don't want to cum yet! Fuck me, Dad! Now!" Mark delayed no longer. He placed his thick cockhead at his son's opening and began to push gently, groaning as his foreskin slid back, exposing his super-sensitive glans. David reached down and spread his hole with his fingers, feeling his father's cock with his fingertips as it made entry. "Dad! You're so thick! Go slow!" Mark had a couple of inches in but stopped so David could adapt to his huge cock. He leaned over and passionately kissed his son. After a couple of beats, he pushed forward again. He couldn't wait until he was balls-deep in his son's beautiful, spasming ass. Spencer was positioned where he could see Mark's cock clearly as it entered David's body. He had Michael's cock in his hand and was gently stroking it. It was the first time he had felt of a stiff cock other than his own. His own cock was buried in Michael's throat. Watching Mark fuck David was incredibly hot. He had to concentrate to keep from blowing his load right then. By now, Jamie was riding up and down on Andrew's cock, his hands on Andrew's shoulders to brace himself. "Fuck me, Andrew! I need it so bad!" Andrew's head was thrown back, his eyes closed. He opened them and looked at Jamie. "Your ass is so tight! It's like I'm fucking you for the first time!" Andrew's cockhead was barely lodged into Jamie's rectum. Jamie leaned over and kissed Andrew's neck and then his mouth. For a boy of 12 years old, Jamie was an amazingly mature, intuitive lover. Their tongues did battle as Jamie began yet another downward glide. Spencer cautiously licked the underside of Michael's rigid, leaking cock. He couldn't avoid getting pre-cum into his mouth. It was an entirely new taste for him. He had tasted of his own cum a few times when jacking off, but Mike's pre-cum was very different from anything he had ever tasted. Mike reveled in the feel of Spencer's tongue on his cock. He pulled his cock out of Michael's mouth and moved around to where his head was next to Michael's. He kissed his friend and then gazed into his eyes. He whispered, "Mike. I want you to fuck me." "What? Are you sure?" Mike had assumed he'd be on the receiving end of Spencer's gorgeous cock. In fact, he very much wanted to be fucked by his lifelong friend. This was totally unexpected. "Yes. I don't know what my father is going to end up doing, but he can't be the first. He'd split me wide open." "I'm not exactly small, you know." Spencer was stroking Mike's cock. "Yeah, man, but I know you'll take your time and be gentle." Mike reached around and grabbed onto Spencer's meaty ass cheek, squeezing it. "I'm making no guarantees! No telling what'll happen when I get my cock in there!" He ran his fingers down Spencer's crack, gently nudging his hole. Spencer groaned. "Let me take a look." Spencer rolled onto his back and grabbed himself behind his knees. He hiked his feet into the air. Mike got onto his knees and held onto the back of Spencer's thighs. He couldn't believe what he was seeing - his best friend's splendid asshole. a tight plum-colored swirl with sparse black hairs around the perimeter, Spencer was clenching and unclenching it in his excitement. "Come on, Mike! Put it in me!" "We've got to get you ready." Mike leaned his head down and took a tentative slurp. The sharp, tangy taste went to his head immediately. Like a boy possessed, he dove right in, He tongued it, inserting his tongue as far as it would go. Then he worried it with his lips and licked it feverishly. Spencer's head was spinning. He had never felt anything so erotic. "Mike! Mike! What are you waiting for?" Mike lifted his head. He was feeling faint because he had forgotten to breathe while eating his friend's hole. As he took a few deep breaths, he gasped, "Gotta get some lube." He saw the lube on the floor next to his father's feet and grabbed it. First, he fingered Spencer's hole, spat on it and rubbed it with his thumb. Then he took the bottle and squeezed out some fluid directly onto the hole. He smeared it around and then started to go inside. He stuck his index finger in up to the middle knuckle. Spencer groaned. "Damn! That hurts!" "It does? Honey, I'm not stopping now. You ain't seen nothing yet. Get on your hands and knees." Spencer swung around and assumed the desired position. Mike pushed on his upper back so he would lower his chest to the floor. His ass stuck up in the air in an utterly delectable fashion. Mike continued to rub the hole on the outside until he felt Spencer begin to relax. "Spencer, you want do this now? You can fuck me if you want to." "No, Mike. I'm ready. I can take it." Mark was thrusting away at David's ass. David was groaning and thrashing around. Both of them were bathed in sweat. "Fuck me, Dad! FUCK ME!" Mark reached down and began stroking David's cock. David was leaking pre-cum profusely and was about ready to blow. Fifteen more seconds passed, and David blew a huge load, shooting straight up like a fountain. Cum draped David from his chin to his stomach. The pressure on Mark's cock from David's intense orgasm caused him to lose it up his son's ass. He fell forward, groaning loudly as his load emptied itself into David's ass. He licked some of David's cum off his chin and then kissed him. He ground his hips, stirring his load in David's guts. "Dad! Dad! That was fantastic! I love you so much!" David hugged his father to him. Mark was reluctant to pull out of the hot, wonderful place in which his cock was lodged. But as it softened, it was inevitable that it would fall out. He fell onto his knees and began licking David's stomach and chest, getting as much of the delicious cum that he could. Moving down to David's angry-looking, leaking hole, he licked up the overflow, sharing it with David by kissing him and transferring the fluid to his mouth. He got up and plopped onto the sofa next to David, who sat up as his father's arm went around his shoulders, hugging him to him. He sweetly kissed David's lips as he murmured, "I couldn't love you more!" Meanwhile, Andrew and Jamie were reaching the end of their passionate fuck scene. Andrew hugged Jamie around his back and stood, cock-walking him over to the sofa where he stopped in front of Mark and David. They were enthralled by the sight of Andrew's huge cock filling Jamie's thin ass. Andrew turned and fell onto the sofa next to Mark. He had finally had enough. He grunted and moaned as he shot a huge load into Jamie's hole. As often happened, it was too much for the boy-sized orifice to hold. It streamed around the base of Andrew's cock. Mark reached over and felt where his cousin's cock entered his youngest son's ass. He gathered cum onto his fingers and licked it off. He gathered more and shared it with David. Andrew lifted Jamie off his cock. Jamie sat on his lap, his arms around his lover's neck as he moaned in pleasure or pain - it was hard to tell which it was. Andrew stroked the boy's hair and kissed his forehead. Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene on the carpet in front of the sofa. Michael was cautiously inserting his cock into his best friend's fuck hole. Spencer had his face buried in the crook of his left elbow. "God! You're killing me! Take it slow!" Mark was alarmed. "Mike, what's going on? Is he ready for this?" Mike was concentrating so hard on being careful and the sensations of his cock burying itself inside a virgin ass that he didn't immediately respond to the questions. He spoke to Spencer, "Remember, push out like you're taking a dump! It'll help you relax!" He pushed forward inch by inch, pausing often to let Spencer get used to it. Mark could see that tears were streaming from Spencer's eyes. When Mike finally bottomed out, he responded to his father. "Yeah, Dad. He asked me to do it. Said he couldn't let his father be the first." Mike drew in a shuddering deep breath. "It feels fucking fantastic!" Spencer's right hand moved to his ass where he felt the spot where Mike's cock was buried to the hilt in his ass. His hand groped Mike's balls and then returned to his cock's base. "I can't believe you've got the whole thing inside me!" Mike had stopped any motion. "You want me to take it out?" "No! Just let me get used to it! It feels like you've got your arm in there!" Mike leaned forward and reached for Spencer's nipples, rubbing and twisting them. "I love you, man!" Spencer groaned and stroked Mike's arm with his right hand. "Love you back!" He rotated his hips slightly. Then he said, "Fuck me, man! Give it to me!" Mike put his hands on Spencer's hips and pulled out almost all the way. Mark moved quickly to grab the lube and squeeze more of it onto Mike's exposed cock. He grasped his son's cock and stroked what he could reach to spread the lube. His fingers explored where Mike's cock made entry. He shuddered at the eroticism of it. Mike glanced back and said, "Thanks, Dad!" Mark slapped Mike's butt. "You're welcome, son. Now fuck him!" Mark was fascinated by the sight of his beautiful blonde son's cock fucking in and out of this incredible black stud's ass. He was so jazzed by it, he couldn't resist getting on his knees next to Mike so he could watch closely as his son plowed Spencer's ass. He reached behind Mike and played with his swinging balls and his hole. Mike wheezed, "Get back there and eat me, Dad!" Mark scurried to comply with Mike's request. Though it wasn't easy to get his tongue on Mike's hole, he succeeded. He became adept at keeping up with his eldest son's pistoning ass. David spoke up. "Fuck him, bro! Suck that dirty asshole, Dad! That looks fuckin' hot!" After a few minutes, Mark stood up, smacking his lips. He returned to his seat on the sofa between Andrew and David, who grabbed onto his father's cock and began stroking. Mark returned the favor. Jamie had actually fallen asleep in Andrew's arms. Cum flowed out of his boycunt onto Andrew's leg. Andrew surveyed the scene before him and made a decision. He carefully rose to his feet, carefully cradling Jamie in his arms, and murmured "Got to put my baby to bed." Mark responded by reaching up and affectionately stroking Jamie's hair. Jamie's eyes fluttered open and then closed again. Andrew lovingly carried the sleeping boy to the bathroom where he sat him on the toilet. "Push, Jamie. Got to get you cleaned out." He could hear gentle plops as Jamie hunched his shoulders and evacuated his bowels. Then Andrew stood Jamie up, wiped him with some toilet paper, and flushed the toilet. "Here, Jamie - let's get your teeth brushed." Jamie, who was completely wasted by the evening's activities, blinked his eyes as Andrew handed him his toothbrush already loaded with paste. He sleepily did a fair job of scrubbing his teeth and rinsed with water. Andrew ran a wet washcloth over his face and dried it with a towel. Then it was off to bed for Jamie. After tucking Jamie in and giving him a gentle kiss, Andrew returned to the den and stood watching from the doorway. Mike was now upright on his knees, his hands on Spencer's hips. Spencer's ass had so much lube in it, there was an audible squishing sound as Mike's cock moved in and out. Spencer's hand had moved back to Mike's ass where he seemed to be measuring the depth of Mike's thrusts. He opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder at his friend. "You're really fuckin' me! Can't believe it!" "You are so hot and slick and TIGHT! You're one hot fuck!" "And don't you forget it!" Mike was picking up speed. Finally he was drilling Spencer hard. Spencer's hand had moved to his cock. It had gone soft at the start of his first fuck, but now it was as hard as ever. He was stroking it in rhythm with Mike's thrusts. Neither boy could hold out for long. Spencer grunted and spewed his load onto the carpet. Mike was right behind him. He threw his head back and howled, continuing to fuck in and out as his hot cumload filled his beloved friend's butt. Michael rolled off Spencer's back and onto his own back, completed winded from his intense effort. Spencer fell onto his stomach, gasping and panting from the overwhelming experience. David and Mark were stunned by what they had just witnessed. "Wow, guys - that was awesome!" David's hand was busy on his cock as he said this. Spencer rolled over on his back and hiked himself up on his elbows, observing Mark and David and their throbbing cocks. "Liked that, did you, guys? You wanna fuck me too?" "Huh? Haven't you had enough?" Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Kind of. But my father is as big as the three of you put together. If I'm going to take him on, I've got to be ready!" Spencer pulled his knees to his chest. "Come on, David - stick it to me! You don't need any lube!" David was shocked but wildly excited. He scrambled to his knees and, before anyone could react, he had his cock inside Spencer. Spencer groaned as David kissed him and began slamming his ass. "David! Take it easy, for God's sake!" Michael was aghast. "It's OK, buddy. Let him go at it. Fuck me, boy!" Spencer was beginning to thrust his hips upward, meeting David's cock each time it was on the downward stroke. David was hot as a firecracker and could not last. Far too soon for his liking, he was shooting his load into Spencer. "Fuck! So hot! So slick! I couldn't hold back!" Michael was sitting up and shaking his head. "I've heard of quick on the trigger before, but that beats anything!" David pulled out slowly and sat on the floor with his back against the floor, stroking his soaked, softening cock. He panted for breath, his face streaming with sweat. "OK, Mr. Johnson. Your turn. Fuck me!" Michael had no idea how to respond to his suddenly ravenously cock-hungry friend. "Spencer..." "Hey, man, it's like I told you earlier. Don't sweat it. You'll always be my number one - the one who fucked me first!" Spencer felt of his hole and spread the cum that was flowing out of it and up and down his crack. He stuck two fingers inside himself, grooving on the slickness. It was like nothing he had ever felt. "Come on, Mr. Johnson. I'm waiting." Mark was stunned at this turn of events. He looked down at his thick cock and then at Spencer's hole, which still seemed too small and tight to possibly accommodate him. "Spencer, don't you need to rest a minute or two? I'm afraid I'll hurt you!" "No. Get down here and fuck me. Please. I need your cock in my ass!" Spencer spread his hole with his fingers. Mark glanced at Michael, who shrugged. He made a decision and picked up the lube, applying it generously to his cock. Spencer rolled over onto his stomach. Mark climbed between his spread legs and felt cautiously of the boy's hole. Mike took hold of his father's cock and jacked it a few times. Then he pulled back his dad's foreskin and guided the tip into his best friend's hot ass. As wet and well-fucked as it was, it was still incredibly tight for Mark. Mark groaned as he pushed inward, slowly but consistently, and finally bottomed out. He was stretching Spencer's hole and touching places that had not been touched previously. Mike spread Spencer's ass cheeks to try to make it easier. Spencer was gently rotating his hips, trying to get accustomed to the biggest cock he had taken yet. He had his forehead on his arms and was moaning softly. "So fuckin' big!" Then he began to fuck himself on Mark's cock. Mark took that as his cue to start fucking in and out. Since he had cum twice already on this sex-filled day, he knew it could take a while. He wondered where he was getting the will to fuck, and also if he would have any cum to shoot when the time came. He needn't have worried. He began to pick up speed until he was pounding Spencer, who moaned louder and was writhing beneath him. "Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Mark's sweat dripped onto Spencer's muscular, chocolate-brown back. He lay down on top of the boy, putting his full weight onto him, clasping his upper arms and showering kisses onto his shoulders. It was like riding a bucking bronco. Michael watched, stunned and completely turned on. It never occurred to him that Spencer would ever want to get fucked, and certainly never did he think he would see him get fucked by his own father. He slapped Mark's ass, just as Mark had done to him earlier. "Fuck him, Dad! Fuck him hard!" His hand rested on his father's pistoning butt. Almost unbidden, his fingers began to stroke Mark's hole and then to sink into it. He slapped his father's ass twice more. The added stimulation was enough to push Mark over the edge. He jerked and groaned as he pumped out a reduced but still potent load He almost passed out at the intensity of his orgasm. Trying to regain his senses, he continued to stretch out head to foot on Spencer's body. His cock was buried to the hilt in his son's friend's receptive, cum-filled butthole. He wasn't prepared at all when suddenly cum started to rain down on him from above. Mark and the boys had forgotten all about Andrew, who was now standing over Mark, shooting a huge load. Mark looked up just in time to take a shot full in the face. He went to his knees, his cock slithering out of Spencer's ass, and grabbed Andrew's cock, stuffing it into his mouth. The rest of Andrew's copious emission streamed down Mark's throat. Andrew grabbed the back of Mark's head and soaked his cock in his cousin's mouth. He gazed at Mark's beautiful cum-covered face skewered by his still-throbbing cock and then at Spencer's gaping hole. He gasped, "I can't believe any of this! It's the hottest goddam thing I've ever seen!" Mike and David high-fived one another and shouted in unison, "You can say that again!" Though Spencer still had his face buried in the crook of his elbow, they could all hear a muffled "Fuckin' A, man!" THE END - sort of. Stay tuned.