Date: Wed, 24 Apr 2002 22:17:04 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: DEPRAVED--Part 2 (scat ws)

		     DEPRAVED--Part 2

   "You got a knife or anything, punk?" I demanded.
   "No, well, just a pocket knife, sir!"
   "Sir?" I mocked him. "Tables are turned a little bit,
hunh?"
   "Ah, I guess so. You won't hurt me, will you?"
   "Why shouldn't I? You and your buddies wanted to carve
me up, didn't you?"
   "Not me, sir! I don't like what they sometimes do."
   I looked at him curiously. "Then why do you run with
them, you little shithead?"
   "Nothing else to do, I guess." He struggled against my
hold, now frightened since my manner had changed quite
radically. No longer the scared gringo, suddenly I had him
in complete control.
   "Why'd you stay behind, kid?" I asked suspiciously.
"Your friends coming back?"
   "I don't think so, sir." He almost began to cry.
   "Then why'd you stay?"
   "Be...because of what you said. You know. About
shitting and all. Hey, if you were just kidding about it,
you're one smart dude. They all left. And I'll go too, if
you'll let me."
   I smiled at his strugging, youthful face. "You little
bastard! You stayed 'cause you meant what you said, didn't
you?"
   "Um, what's that, sir?"
   "You said--now correct me if I'm wrong--that you had to
take a monster shit and that if this gringo wants to eat
it, you don't mind. Is that about it?"
   "Well, ah, I guess so. That's 'cause I really thought
you did want to. Those nasty things you were saying got me
real horny. And I do have to go real bad. But since you
didn't mean it, if you'll just let me go..."
   I slammed my face against his and kissed him roughly. I
pulled his face into mine and shoved my tongue into his
mouth. Startled at first, eventually he began to kiss back,
pushing his tongue into my mouth and sucking furiously.
   "You're a hot little fucker, aren't you, Juan?"
   "Si senor!" he panted, sucking again at my mouth. Our
stiff pricks were rubbing against each other.
   "And you really do want to shit for me, don't you?"
   "Si, senor, if you want me to. Anything you want me to
do is okay. You give me such a BIG BONER! I'll shit for you
if you let me suck on your big dick!"
   I smiled at him lasciviously. "You just hold that sweet
turd inside a little longer, kid. I'm gonna take you home
and suck you dry. I'm gonna suck your asshole dry and I'm
gonna suck dry this hard thing you got in your pants! Come
along."
   We hopped in my car. All the way home the kid taunted
me. He was getting hornier by the minute and opened his
pants, brazenly pulling out his randy cock and stroking it
for me.
   "You gonna suck it good for me, mister?" he banged it
around. He no longer felt any fear. He knew he was in for a
good time. "You gonna suck on my butt for me! Gonna lick
my...what was it you said? Oh, yeah...my smelly, shitty
asshole you were gonna lick clean. You gonna do that,
mister?"
   "Kid," I looked over at his lewd display, "you bet I
am! I'm gonna suck out everything your sweet little asshole
has inside. I'm gonna have you sit on my face and shit 'til
you're emptied out. And I'm gonna slurp it all down!"
   This didn't discourage him at all. It only made him
pound his meat even faster. I grabbed his hand and made him
stop.
   Once inside, the kid scampered out of his clothes--his
hard juvenile cock standing straight up and rock hard. We
were both hot and raring to go. I stripped hurriedly and
lunged for him. Before I could grasp him he dropped to his
knees and plugged my cock into his mouth and started to
blow me. I don't think he'd ever done it before, but right
now a big hard cock seemed all he had ever dreamed of. He
sucked like a champ, milking it up and down, frantically
trying to draw the sperm right out of my balls. I pulled
him down on the carpet and sucked him right in. I got my
mouth over his throbbing knob and he instantly shot spurt
after hot spurt of sweet boycum over my tongue and down my
gulping throat.
   "Damn, kid, you sure shoot a heavy load!"
   "Yeah, I always shoot a lot. I hope you do too. I wanna
see what it's like. I wanna blow you!"
   "You still hafta shit?" I asked, hopefully.
   "God! Do I ever!"
   "Splendid, baby." I pulled him up over me. "Now you
just sit your pretty brown hole right down here on my mouth
and let 'er go! Bend over and suck me off. I'll give you a
hot mouthful of juice for you to swallow just as you plop
your lovely little turd out of this sweet hole!"
   He bent over and mouthed my cock enthusiastically as I
surveyed his cheesy valley. A most delectable little
hairless hole. I smelled it lovingly. Not as raunchy as I
accused the boys of having, nevertheless it had the
intoxicating fragrance of an asshole that had shit at least
once since its last cleansing. I played the game out
completely for his benefit.
   "Oh, Juan!" I cried, burying my face and breathing in
loud deep noises. "Your asshole is perfect! It smells
absolutely marvelous. I could just stay like this for days
smelling your sticky fucking boyhole. I love it. Now I'm
gonna lick it real good for you!" I slurped my tongue up
and down his asscrack like a madman. It was turning him on
enormously, as he ground his ass back to me begging to have
it sucked, and gobbled up and down my cock breathlessly.
   I shoved my tongue inside and rummaged around. His hole
had started to expand slightly, and once when I dug in real
deep my tongue touched the dessert I was after. It almost
made me shoot off right then. I backed away and played
around his anal lips for quite some time.
   "You like this, you little fucker? You like getting
your asshole licked out?"
   "Oh, si!" he moaned. "But I gotta shit real bad. I
can't hold it much longer."
   "DOWN ON THAT COCK, BOY!" I demanded, spreading his
cheeks wide to watch the delivery. "Now, Juan, you suck my
cock real good and open up that sweet fucking asshole of
yours. SHIT ME YOUR TURD, BOY! SHIT IT OUT RIGHT NOW!"
   He bent over and dove on my cock again, mouthing it in
long sucking strokes. I watched as his hot boyish opening
expanded and completely relaxed, allowing a huge sweltering
column of dark, hard boyturd to ooze out steadily. After I
had watched about six inches of it push out, I wrapped my
lips around it and sucked that turd while watching the rest
being extruded. I moved my mouth to his gaping hole and
sucked furiously while I shot off in his mouth. He ground
his shitty hole against my face and sucked down my load,
grasping the shaft of my cock and milking it for every
drop, keeping his mouth attached to the knob.
   I layed back, exhausted, still holding his slimy turd.
When he turned around and looked at me, glassy-eyed and
with a steel hard boner, I smiled at him and purposely
lifted his turd lovingly to my mouth and licked all around
it. He was breathless. He came down to kiss my lips. This
was the only time I have ever forced my own nonsense on
someone else. I grabbed him by the hair and forced his
mouth away from mine. I held the turd to his lips.
   "Suck on it, Juan," I hissed. "Put your lips around it
and suck on your own turd. DO IT, MAN!"
   I reached back and jammed a finger up his ass and
pushed that dark column of shit between his lips. He
squinched his face up in contortions, then relaxed and
dropped his mouth over it, sucking on his own turd before
my eyes. He was looking directly into my eyes as he did it,
challengingly. I watched him go up and down on it, not sure
if he was enjoying it, or just doing it for spite. Finally,
he stopped.
   "You like to see me suck my own shit, senor? You like
my shit, senor?" He grabbed the column and put it in my
mouth. "SUCK MY SHIT! You want shit, senor? I give you all
you want. You make me crazy! You make me so crazy I suck
your cock. I lick my shit. You make me want to lick your
shit, senor. I'll suck on your butt! Anything you want,
senor. Chew on it. Let me see you bite it off and eat my
shit. Oh! Mi dios, you are doing eet! You are swallowing it
right down. I'm going to shoot off, senor! Take my hot
cock. I'm going to fuck your shitty mouth!"
   The kid was delirious. He rammed his cock down my
throat before I could clear it of the shit he was making me
eat. He blasted off with such power that everything in my
mouth was forced right down my throat. I gagged once, then
started swallowing to beat the band. He kept cumming and I
kept swallowing. I squirmed that finger up his butt and he
shot a few more volleys. When I had nearly all of it down
and was gasping for breath he slammed his mouth on mine and
we kissed passionately for a long time.
   He pulled up and looked at me very seriously. "You are
a very filthy man, senor. You do very, very filthy things.
I think no one else in the whole world does such things as
you do. I hate you, senor. I hate you so much I could puke
on you right now. You caused me to do a very nasty
business. I will never, ever do such things again. I will
never forget this day, senor. Never for as long as I live.
I think I shall never have again such a powerful orgasm. I
hate you, senor. Thank you!" He kissed me.
   I called a cab, and sent Juan home. I slipped a hundred
dollar bill in his pocket for him to find later. The next
day I moved into the castle and put an ad in for a butler.
   The week was almost out. I hadn't pressed Bertram on
the issue of Reggie. Finally, I broached the subject late
one Thursday afternoon, surprised to find Jeeves at home.
   "Did you fix things up with the tyke? And what are you
doing here, anyway? This is your shopping day."
   "I'm quite upset, sir. I knew I must speak with you. I
simply cawn't bring myself to say such things to him. Do
what you will, sir, but it must be without my complicity.
He would never trust me again."
   "Is that so? Come with me!" I bounded up the stairs.
   "Please, sir. Not to Reg's room!"
   "Directly! Why so bothered, Jeeves? After all, YOU'RE
USED TO MOLESTING CHILDREN! And I'm not even going to touch
his dick."
   "But he's my son, sir. It's quite different really."
   "Nonsense! Now come along." I headed for Reggie's room.
   "Quiet!" I whispered, as we passed the other boys'
room. The unmistakable sounds of cocksucking filtered
loudly from under their door. I decided to let Jeeves get a
gander at Donny & Grant going at it. When he was in the
doorway, I suddenly swung it open and watched his reaction.
   "Oh, my god! Stop that!" he began yelling and waving
his hands. "You boys stop that right now. IMMEDIATELY!"
   I stared at him in disbelief and confusion. He was
ashen. Certainly not the reaction I expected. Definitely
severe! Why would he get so upset? Especially since he was
learning to mouth my cock quite enthusiastically. Then I
looked toward the bed. Grant was lying down receiving a
blowjob. Donny was on his knees at the side of the bed
rimming the tight little ass of the boy who was blowing
Grant...Reginald!
   "Father!" the boy choked, lifting his cum-dripping lips
from the hard cock. Apparently, Grant had shot off in the
boy's mouth just as we burst in.
   I started laughing. Jeeves slumped to the floor almost
in a faint.
   "Father!" The boy ran to him, his hard little cock
bouncing. "Are you alright?"
   Bertram looked up at him. Seeing his little boner
sticking straight up in the air, he let out a loud sigh of
dejection and defeat. "My boy, what have you been doing?"
   "Donny and Grant have been teaching me a whole lot of
fun things to do. You simply can't imagine. It's splendid!
Their things are so BIG! But see mine? It's really growing
...and they showed me how to get the stuff to spurt out.
Would you like to see?" He grabbed his cock and began
stroking it up and down rapidly.
   "Stop that!" Bertram grabbed his son's wrist and was
soon left with a handful of slippery boycock. He yanked his
hand away as if the penis was on fire. "Oh, Reg," he
muttered dejectedly, somewhat calmed down. "If you're ready
for it, masturbation is quite alright. But you were sucking
on his..." He couldn't say it.
   "Yes, father, and it was wonderful. Donny shoots more
but they both taste delightful! I do so love to suck the
stuff out!"
   The boys said not a word. They looked at me sheepishly,
then smiled as I silently admonished them, but with an
unmistakable twinkle in my eye.
   "But lad, you should not be doing such things. Now
promise me."
   "But why, Father? You do such things."
   "WHAT!" Bertram gasped.
   "I've seen you. I've seen you sucking Mr. Bergman's
thing. You seemed to be deriving quite a bit of pleasure
from it. Is that not so?"
   Reginald became a bit petulant, directly challenging
his father. Obviously, he did not want to be denied his
newly-discovered pleasures.
   "You saw?" Bertram asked, suddenly terrified. "Uh, what
else did you see? Anything that, shall we say, greatly
disturbed you?"
   Donny and Grant looked at each other, amused.
   "Hunh?" The boy looked confused, then very quietly
said, "Oh. I know what you mean, I think. That nasty
stuff?"
   "Nasty stuff?" I asked, suspiciously glaring at the
boys.
   Reginald couldn't look me in the eye. "The...poop
stuff. They told me but I didn't believe them. You don't do
that, do you Father?!!"
   "Well, I..." Bertram began.
   "He certainly does not, young man," I suddenly
interjected with surprising helpfulness. What the hell. Let
the old man save face with his kid. "I'm the only one who
engages in such activity and your father would not suit me.
You, however, interest me very much, Reggie!" I slipped
right back into being manipulative. Seeing the young blond
boy's naked little pert buttocks renewed my resolve. I
would have the prize! I dropped my hand and lightly
caressed his cushy bottom.
   He jerked to attention, but did not pull away. His
erection had long since subsided but showed signs of
agitation. I knelt beside him and grabbed his little cock,
stroking it softly while playing with his behind. Bertram
looked on helplessly. His son looked up at me suspiciously,
slightly alarmed, but it was overwhelmingly apparent that
the boy simply could not resist any stimulation done to his
cute little bubble butt. He had a raging boner almost
immediately. I looked into his glassy eyes.
   "You are a beautiful boy, Reggie. I really like
beautiful boys. I like them ALL OVER. Inside and out! You
seemed to be enjoying Donny's tongue in your bum. I want to
do about the same thing to you."
   "They said you would," the boy said softly.
   "Just what did they say?" I asked inquiringly.
   "Well..." he looked over at Donny and Grant. Donny
nodded to him, as if to say it was okay to tell. "That
you...you..."
   "Go ahead, son, you can say it," I coaxed, relishing
his embarassment.
   "That you would want me to POOP for you!" he blurted,
then hung his head.
   "The boys are absolutely correct, Reggie. I do indeed
want you to "poop" for me. To be exact, I want you to poop
right into my mouth. I would be very grateful. And your
father would be pleased, too."
   "My father?" he asked, looking at Bertram.
   Bertram shrugged. "You see, son..."
   "Never mind. It's about that trouble, isn't it?" the
boy asked, solemnly.
   I looked at Bertram. Surely he hadn't told the boy of
his molestations. The man looked up at me, saying with his
eyes that the boy knew only that there had been some
difficulty that meant always leaving, running.
   "Okay." The boy held his head high and agreed. A slight
smile crossed his face and he was visibly more relaxed.
Bertram was his only concern. "If Father says it must be
so, then I will try."
   "Splendid!" I cried. Bertram looked relieved that it
had been so easy and the boys rushed over to Reggie.
   "Piece of cake!" Donny promised, patting his shoulder.
   "Yeah," agreed Grant. "It's not so bad. Kinda kinky.
We've been foolin' around for about a week now. I guess
it's time for you to move on to KINKY!" he laughed.
"Besides, now you'll be able to join in with us all the
time. I still haven't blown you off completely, and I sure
want to taste that juice of yours. Donny says it's really
sweet! And I know that little pink hole of yours is sweet
tasting. You sure do wiggle that butt in my face, kid!"
   "Does he ever!" agreed Donny. "You're really a
buttfidget. First time I fingered it I thought you were
going to faint dead away. Jack will have you shootin' turds
all over the place in no time at all!"
   "Ooooh." Everybody moaned in disgust at the
visualization, then laughed.
   "Well, you know what I mean!" moaned Donny. "When do we
start? I wanna see this!"
   Reggie's mouth fell open. He'd agreed, but he was far
from expecting it to happen on the spot. "Well, gee..." he
stammered, looking up at me, "I don't have to...you know...
right now?"
   I put my arm around his shoulder. "Hey, relax, it's
okay. Now that I know you're an apprentice cocksucker,
we'll just let it happen spontaneously while we're foolin'
around. Just don't go letting it out anywhere else.
Remember, the next time anything comes out of here," I
fingered his butthole, causing him to giggle, "it better go
in my mouth. Agreed?"
   He nodded, then pressed back onto my finger and asked,
"Can I talk nasty like you guys?" He stole a look at
Bertram.
   "Reg," his father said pointedly, "with what you are
about, it would seem a bit absurd to remain proper. You
have permission to act freely, at least within the confines
of the house."
   "Bloody Hell!" he ventured. "Mr. Bergman, would you be
so kind as to whip out your wanker? I'd simply love to blow
on it!"
   "BLOW IT, Reggie, blow it!" corrected Grant.
   "Oh, yes." Reggie understood. "And to suck and lick on
your hot nuts!" He smiled.
   "You got it, kid!" I started to whip out my wanker.
"And call me Jack from now on. Have you sucked butt yet?
Never mind, you will!"
   "Perhaps I should leave, sir." Bertram was getting a
little nervous watching his young son's blazing entry into
puberty.
   "Nonsense, Jeeves," I said. "Why bother! There are
hardly any secrets left. But if you can't join in, at least
pull up a chair. We'll teach young Reggie how to enjoy an
audience! Perhaps we'll even make some videos. There are
private collectors who'd pay plenty to see junior here
slobbering over a fat dickhead that's shooting a creamy
load onto his tongue. And maybe a video when I...um, I'll
have to think about that one." I rustled Reginald's blond
hair. "Whatdaya say, kid, wanna be in the movies?"
   "Would I be paid?" His eyes lit up.
   "You're sure learning fast. We'll figure something out.
Donny, go and get the equip-ment. We'd might as well start
now. Even if it's just a copy for myself."
   Bertram started to protest, but I just eyed him back
into his seat. He's never protested since--about anything.
   We set up three cameras simultaneously, then pretty
much ignored them. This first time was for fun. If the
cameras happened to catch some good action--all the better.
Since the boys were already naked, I stripped down to my
jockeys and ordered the three youngsters onto the bed--back
into the positions they were in when we busted in. Reggie
was eyeing my crotch, obviously disappointed that I had not
yet pulled out my cock.
   "In time, little one! First we want to see how much
you've learned." I included Bertram. The boy, in his
innocence, was not in the least apprehensive about his
father witnessing his behavior. But then why should he. He
had stood on the landing, secretly watching Bertram and I
69ing. Hmmm. From that vantage point there were three times
we could have been seen. Only one of those times did
Bertram shit a hot one for me. Obviously, that wasn't the
time the little rascal was home. Otherwise he would have
been mortified.
   Grant sprawled out on the bed and waved his dick
around. Both boys' cocks had certainly grown since we first
met. Reggie quickly positioned himself. Eagerly kneeling
between Grant's legs, he grabbed for the soft dick, making
sure his smooth little buttocks were hanging over the edge
where Donny was ready to resume rimming.
   "Suck it up hard for me, Reg!" Grant tossled the boy's
hair. Bertram gasped as junior quickly stuffed the whole
penis in his mouth and started to suck it. He watched
avidly as the boy moaned around the stiffening member when
Donny spread the offered bum and licked up and down the
hairless pink valley. Knowing they would be getting back
like this, I had positioned one of the cameras on zoom--
just to zero in on the kid's hole. Unfortunately, it wasn't
going to pick up much, what with Donny's face stuffed up
the crack.
   "Pull back once in a while, Donny," I requested. "After
all, I've hardly even seen the hole I'm gonna eat sweet
boyturds out of. Pull those cheeks wider. Let's see it.
Yum!"
   Reggie turned and looked at me, Grant's cock squishing
out lewdly. He was so precious. I winked at him, outlining
my big stiff prick for him. His eyes widened and he
returned to tongue Grant's shaft rapidly.
   "Too bad I'm lickin' all this goodness away, Jack,"
Donny teased. "Reggie's butthole smells and tastes
delicious. You'd really like it!"
   "Hah! That's alright, it'll come back. Knock yourself
out, kiddo. Slurp until that baby button opens up a little,
then jam your tongue in and out and get it loosened up.
I'll get mine!"
   I moved onto the bed, first glancing at Bertram. He had
moved his chair closer and was rubbing the front of his
pants, getting off on watching his proper little English
lad getting his asshole tongue-cleaned while his cock-
stuffed cheeks made him look very naughty.
   I layed beside a smiling Grant. Reggie twisted his head
and started licking up and down Grant's shaft again so he
could watch me stroke my pouch.
   "Born to the manor, I see!"
   "Hunh?" the lad asked.
   "You seem to relish having your lips on a stiff dick
every bit as much as your horny old man back there." Then I
whispered, "You can't see, but he's got his pants down to
his ankles and he's pounding on the meat that made you. His
eyes keep going from your cocksucking mouth to your asshole
getting licked out! Don't look around."
   He smiled sweetly, in a conspiring way.
   "Hey! You got that rose petal blooming yet, Donny?" I
asked. "Relax that butthole of yours, kid. Push your
muscles back like you're gonna poop--only don't, ferchris-
sake. That's for me. And Donny would get really
angry. He loves lickin' guys' assholes but he don't like
what comes out of them. DO YOU SPORT?"
   "No thank you, Daddy Dearest," he smarted off. "You're
the one with the brown tongue in the family! Although my
tongue's getting in real good, now. If I lick any deeper,
I'Il have one too!"
   "Hot damn!" I scurried back and knelt beside Donny.
"Wet your finger and stick in it there real slowly. See how
deep you can get." I caressed the tender cheeks lovingly,
then held them apart. Donny slipped his finger in slightly,
only to have it nipped tightly. Without penetrating
further, he pushed the digit to the sides, against the
boy's lips. When he felt the muscle relax a bit, he entered
more. Little by little the virgin membranes grew accustomed
to the intruder, and before long Donny had his finger
plunged in all the way and began slipping it back and
forth. It took a while, but eventually the shockingly pink
little nubber was grasping around that finger like a fish's
mouth. The 10-year-old looked absolutely precious getting
his first finger-fuck.
   "Oooh!" Reginald moaned, breathlessly, looking
astonished. "That's quite amazing. It stopped hurting and
feels rather nice."
   "Good! It gets even better," I promised. Then to Donny,
"Pull 'er out a minute. Let me smell it."
   Obedient son that he is, the teenager slipped his
finger out and put it to my nose. I inhaled deeply,
luxuriating in the faint aroma of the young boy's tender
innards. I licked his finger and got it good and wet.
   "Now plunge it back in and rummage around in there. See
if you can get a real nice coating on it!"
   Donny worked his finger back in, pressing it sideways
against the anal lips to relax them more. Finally, the lad
was totally relaxed and paying it less attention as he
mouthed Grant's cock furiously. Donny pointed his finger
and drove it in and completely out several times, finger-
dicking the boy rapidly. Eventually, the hole ceased to
close when his finger came out. What a bone-hardening sight
was that virgin bunghole gaping open about the size of a
dime. Donny shoved it in all the way then started to move
it around in circles, swirling around to sugarcoat it for
me.
   I sat on the edge of the bed pulling Reggie's butthole
apart with my thumbs. I wanted that hole to GAPE. Too tight
and it would wipe everything off.
   "Gimme!" I cried.
   Donny pulled his finger straight out without a squish.
   "Aaah, a little stronger." I smelled excitedly. Donny
gave me a devilish grin and stuffed it into my mouth and
let me lick it clean.
   "Tried to dig up some dredges, Pop, but the kid's
pretty clean."
   "Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm," I answered, sucking his finger and
stroking my dick. "Tastes wonderful. The boy's hot ass
juices drive me wild! Gotta lick his hole a bit..." I bent
over and drove my tongue inside, working it around in
circles. "Now put two fingers in there--get it loose," I
slid back onto the bed to watch the blowjob, "cause I'm
gonna fuck this sweet child...RIGHT UP HIS ASSHOLE!" I
pulled my raging hard prick out and gave Reggie a good
look. His eyes widened in terror...then amazement...then
anticipation. He pulled his mouth from Grant's cock and
reached for mine.
   "Not yet, little one." I turned around, discarded my
jockeys, and rested my face in my hands, watching the boy
perform. "First, I want to see you drain all the honey from
that big boner you got in your mouth already."
   "Oh, thank you, Jack," Grant gasped, "cause I'm about
ready to shoot!" Donny gave him the extra finger and the
boy went to town. He grabbed the cock at the roots with one
hand, and with the other gently squeezed Grant's balls. He
managed to take about 3/4 of the shaft on each thrust.
   "Ease up, baby boy," I warned. "Be sure you don't
choke. Grant comes a lot and I want to see you suck it all
down without losing any!"
   "Oh, Reg!" Grant shot off in the kid's suctioning
mouth. The boy swallowed and swallowed and didn't miss a
drop. He milked the pecker in perfect time as he backed
onto Donny's probing fingers.
   Bertram saw his little boy sucking down the hot juices
from that throbbing cock and began pumping his own rod
faster. He closed his eyes, stretched his legs out, and
fell back into the chair.
   "Donny, shove those fingers under Jeeves' nose. Let him
smell his son's asshole while he comes!"
   Donny moved in a flash. By the time Bertram opened his
eyes, probably to refuse, he was already sniffing Reggie's
rectum. The boy turned just in time to see his father blast
off, straight up, and I swear...the first shot actually hit
the ceiling!
   "FATHER! That was amazing," he congratulated. Bertram
slowly regained his composure, smiling slightly, tremen-
dously embarassed yet proud.
   "Yes...it was, rather!" he giggled. "I suppose it was
the excitement of it all. Rawther enjoying this, I think!"
   "Don't you believe it, kid," I laughed. "It was the
smell of your bum that did it. I think he'd like to poke
his nose between your cheeks and smell your little
shithole. Your old dad's just as nasty as we are underneath
his stuffiness."
   "Father's not stuffy!" reprimanded the boy, "he's just
...reserved."
   "CORRECT, my boy!" the man answered enthusiastically.
"But that's all over now. I've sown wild oats in my youth,
and it's time I got back to it. Though they were young
ladies at that time, I feel this group will do quite
nicely. If you're determined to debauch your innocent young
body like this, well...your old dad won't be left at the
station, in a manner of speaking. Uh, would it be alright,
sir," his boner was rising again, "if I were to indulge in
a bit of fellatio with Master Donald, since you and
Reginald will soon be engaged?"
   "Engaged!" I laughed. "Hell...I JUST WANNA FUCK THE KID
AND EAT HIS SHIT--not get married! Donny, I believe the
butler wants to blow you. Go fuck his mouth. And hey, make
him lick your asshole first!"
   "You bet! But after watching that cannon blast off I'm
gonna get a taste of his cock, too!"
   Bertram beamed. The idea of getting sucked off by the
cute young man had him on the rail instantly. Donny
approached him expectantly, his stiff cock bouncing lewdly
as he walked. He was extremely horny after finger-fucking
the man's son and didn't quite know what he wanted to do.
Drop to his knees? Stick his dick in the man's mouth? Then
he remembered. He turned quickly and bent over.
   "SUCK MY ASSHOLE, Jeeves!" he said, more plaintively
than demanding.
   "With extreme pleasure, my boy!" Instead of bending to
the offered butt, he grabbed Donny by the inner thighs and
lifted him backwards--up and onto his face. Donny quickly
caught his balance and soon was pleasantly surprised to
find his mouth hovering over the butler's dripping cock.
   "Have fun!" cried Grant. "I'm gonna go lick some
balls!"
   Reggie was already licking balls. Mine! I pulled him up
and over me so I could stick my nose in his crack as I
sucked on his stiff little cock. His round butt cheeks
spread invitingly as he went down on me, licking and
slurping up and down the shaft, moaning contentedly.
   "Like that cock, boy?"
   "Oh, yes sir. Indeed. It's magnificent!"
   "Going up your ass, boy...soon. Get it good and wet.
Think you'll be able to handle it!"
   "I'll certainly try, sir. I feel awfully loose back
there. Perhaps if you put some fingers back in...I did
enjoy that!"
   "Good idea. One finger-bang coming up!" I licked his
hole, then my fingers, and eased them in. And out. And in.
And out. I just couldn't resist it. I HAD to lick those
fingers. I'd stuff them in, only to pull them out and suck
them. Over and over. I wanted to climb in and lick his
rectum.
   What a tease. I'd never wanted shit from anyone more
than I wanted it from his sweet little cakes. And he had
none. FRUSTRATION! I resigned myself. Besides, all the more
room for my cock. I stood on the bed and lifted him up by
the waist and swung him into position. Doggy-style, facing
his ass-sucking father who was getting his cock blown by
Donny and his balls and asshole licked by the randy Grant
who had managed to lift the butler's legs onto the
armrests.
   The sight inflamed the boy as he stuck his ass back for
his virgin screwing. "SUCK HIS BUTT, FATHER!" he blurted,
stroking his boner. "SUCK HIS ARSEHOLE WHILE I GET FUCKED
IN THE BUM, DADDY!...NO! NO! IT HURTS!" I had quickly
inserted my hot knob.
   "Don't move, boy. Just stay perfectly still. I won't
push in. Close your eyes and picture the head of my big
cock sticking inside your butthole. Then imagine your hole
getting real loose and saying come on in, there's lot's of
room inside!"
   "Okay...sir..." he moaned trustingly. He closed his
eyes and concentrated.
   I stroked his balls and cock and licked his back while
I whispered in his ear.
   "Look at Grant. He's licking your daddy's shithole. See
Daddy's asshole squeezing and pushing out. There! See the
lips pushing out for a good licking! Now push yours out.
Squeeze those muscles as if you wanted to shit right on my
cock!"
   He did as requested, and soon his little blossom just
spread apart. I didn't push--and he didn't back up. His
anus lips just somehow reached out and coaxed the shaft of
my cock to ease in. At around six inches the boy jerked
again. But not from pain...just from impending pain. I
could live with six inches. And so could he. Before too
long he was giving those six inches the ride of their life.
And his ass a ride he'd never dreamed of.
   "BLOODY GOOD!" the boy screamed. After he was well used
to it, I twisted us around and soon had him sitting on me--
my pole stuffed six inches up his blushing buns.
   "Okay, junior. It's up to you. Take all you want."
   "I want it all, sir, but I'Il take what I can!"
   Maybe it was instinct, or perhaps just coincidence, but
the lad squirmed his luscious rump perfectly to mercilessly
torture the prostate he didn't even know he had. All he
knew or cared about was being repeatedly impaled upon those
bum-stretching six inches! I couldn't even breathe. I just
watched the sweet young boy's screwed up face as he bounced
up and down on my sloshing prick, getting his cherry
popped--royally. His ass was making the most obscene loud
squishing noises. His mouth hung open, stupidly. He wasn't
on this planet. I thought for a moment the boy had lost his
mind until he finally spoke:
   "Oh, Daddy...!" He was shuddering...almost crying.
Bertram became alarmed at the unearthly sound of his son's
voice.
   "My boy, are you all right?"
   "Oh, Daddy...something...I don't know..." He was
bawling like a baby, now, tears streaming down his cheeks,
his ass going ninety. Suddenly his untouched cock just
started spewing white fluid everywhere. Like a burst dam
the kid came thunderously and he plunged his ass down on
the last remaining two inches of cock he hadn't yet
devoured.
   "MOTHERFUCK YOUR SON, JEEVES! HE'S GONNA UNSCREW MY
COCK OFF! Oh god, I'm shootin' it all...!" I rotated his
ass on my spurting cock and somehow managed to get the tip
of his penis into my mouth to suck on. It was total
oblivion! The only stronger orgasm I'd ever experienced was
when Nasty shit in my mouth the first time!
   The three spectators to this wanton display were
aghast. Donny and Grant looked at each other and made a
dash for the bed. They pushed themselves backwards between
my legs and under Reggie's ass. Working in unison, they
reached behind their heads and lifted the boy off my cock
and moved his ass over their faces, taking turns letting my
copious load dribble into their mouths. Back and forth they
shifted the lightweight buttocks until they had both sucked
and licked several mouthfuls of delicious cream. Reg and I
locked hands together to help the suspended boy keep his
balance.
   Not to be left out, Bertram climbed on and alternated
on their cocks, drinking both their loads down like a
champ!
   Exhausted, Reggie collapsed onto me but not before
whispering in my ear, "Oh, thank you sir," he kissed me.
"And you wait and see. I'm gonna poop...no...I'm gonna SHIT
for you real good, sir!"
   Grant was good and finished. It was his third orgasm.
But Donny was ministering to the butler--determined to feel
the man's powerful blast erupt in his mouth. He wasn't dis-
appointed. Bertram's first shot was like lightning! It
scraped his tongue, careened off the back of his throat,
went straight down his esophagus and finally rested
somewhere around his toes! Then his mouth was pleasantly
filled with a lazy, steady flow of bubbling cream which the
boy nearly, but not quite, contained. It ran over his
cheeks. After quenching his thirst, he licked the shaft and
balls of the butler to retrieve what had escaped.
   Now this had only served to fire my appetite. I wanted
to lick a hot turd more than anything. Reggie couldn't
accommodate me, and the others were probably too--excuse
the expression--pooped out anyway. Besides, I wanted it new
and strange. I felt daring and adventurous, and remembered
just the spot that might do it.

(To be continued)

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