Nifty Readers: Each entry will be a new story in the Anthology for you to enjoy. Some will be Gay and some will be Bisexual. Some will only have youngsters while others will be cross generation, the series will run the gamut of erotic stories. If you don't like one, try another, but remember-this is fiction, as far as I know none of this story actually happened.

Anthology Story #27

By Steve Ryan aka Fantasy Fiction

My name is Jim, I sat on my couch ready to listen to my 12 year old son's guidance counselor. Mr. Davis had been insistent that he come to our house to discuss Timmy's performance in the 7^th grade. Timmy sat next to me and Mr. Davis sat in the chair across from us.

"Jim, I asked to come here tonight so we can discuss Timmy. I feel it's essential that he be here and hear everything we talk about." he said.

I was a little intimidated by the older man, he looked to be in his mid 40's, in great physical shape and exuded confidence in his mannerism and speech. I nodded my head in approval "Sure, I understand Mr. Davis, I don't see any reason Timmy shouldn't be here."

"Call me Brad" he replied "You may be shocked at what I'm about to tell you, but you need to keep an open mind and hear me out. I know it's tough being a single dad, and I'm sure you want what's best for Timmy."

"Of course, I do. Timmy's the most important thing in my life. I would do anything for him." I said and ran my hand through my son's dirty blonde hair.

"I'm glad to hear you say that, but I hope you really mean it." Brad said. "I hope you don't mind me if I seem blunt, but you need to know what I'm about to tell you."

I was getting nervous, this seemed very serious "Go on, Brad. Don't beat around the bush, tell me what's so serious that you came to our home."

"Well Jim, your son has been sucking off some of the boys at school." he went on "You shouldn't judge him harshly for what he's doing, there are lot's of boys who don't have a mother that do the same thing. Psychologically these boys feel the need to please another male because it's really their father they want to please."

Brad asked my son "Timmy, how many cocks did you suck today?"

"I sucked six, two at lunch and four during recess. Well, one of them was Billy, he's only in the second grade and can't shoot stuff yet. Does that count?"

"Did Billy like it? Did he have a dry cum?" Brad asked.

"Oh yeah, Billy loves it when I suck his cock. It's not real big and I can get his balls in my mouth at the same time." Timmy answered.

I tried to process what my 12 year old son said, an image of my boy sucking a second grader's little cock flashed through my mind.

"Who else did you suck today?" the counselor asked.

I listened to my son rattle off a list of names and my ears pricked up on the last name.

"And Mr. Jackson."

I knew that name. Mr. Jackson was the school janitor. He was a friendly black man who had to be pushing retirement age.

"I suck Mr. Jackson's cock almost every day. It's really big but I can get the whole thing down my throat!" Timmy proudly said.

"Tell us about some of the other cocks you sucked. Do they cum in your mouth? Do you like it? Do you swallow all that hot jizz when they shoot?" Brad seemed at ease asking my son these questions, as if he already knew the answers.

"Well, I wouldn't do it if I didn't like it! Yeah, I love to feel their cocks twitch in my mouth when they start shooting spunk, and I always swallow every drop!" Timmy answered.

"That sounds so sexy, Timmy. It makes me really horny listening to you talk about cock sucking. You don't mind if I take my cock out do you? I'm so hard I need to let it out." Brad stated to us.

"We don't mind, do we dad?" Timmy answered.

I must have had a blank stare in my eyes, I was a bit dazed listening to my son tell us how much he liked sucking cock. I watched as Mr. Davis lowered his zipper and pulled out his hard 7" cock.

"Oh, that's better, my cock felt trapped." he said and slowly stroked it.

I stared at his cock, it seemed to be a pillar of strength that commanded my attention.

"Mr. Davis sure has a nice cock, doesn't he dad?" Timmy asked me.

"Uh huh" was all I could manage to say.

"Timmy, I'll bet your dad is just as hard as I am. Give it a feel and let me know." Brad ordered.

I felt Timmy's small hand grasp my cock through my shorts.

"Wow, he sure is Mr. Davis. How did you know?" Timmy asked.

"My guess is he liked the stories you told about sucking all those cocks. What do you say Jim? Do you like hearing your son tell you how many cocks he sucked?" Brad asked.

I couldn't talk, but I did let out a small moan.

"Timmy, your dad looks uncomfortable. I think you should take his cock out of his shorts to let it breath." Brad told my boy.

I continued to watch Brad slowly stroke his cock. I felt my son's hands lower my zipper, then reach in and pull my cock from it's confinement. "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!" the moan escaped my lips when Timmy slowly slid his hand up and down my cock a few times.

"Wow, you have a big one dad!" My 12 year old son exclaimed "It's just as big as Mr. Johnson's!"

I wasn't sure how to take the compliment my son gave me. I guess he was right, my cock was close to 9" long and fairly thick.

"Hey Timmy, why don't you show your dad how big your cock is? I bet he hasn't seen it since you were a baby." The guidance counselor told my son.

I took my eyes off Brad's 7" cock when Timmy stood up. He didn't pull his cock out as I expected, instead he pulled his t-shirt over his head and dropped his shorts and underwear. He stood naked before us, his cock pointed at the ceiling. It was partially framed by the pure white skin from his bathing suit and went further up his tanned tummy toward his bellybutton. I swear if he leaned over he would be able to suck himself.

"Oh my god!" I softly moaned at his beautiful manhood.

"It sure is a beauty, isn't it?" Brad said "I hope you don't mind but I need to take my pants off."

He didn't wait for an answer, he just stood up, slipped his pant's and boxers off. I watched as he folded them and put them on the floor before sitting back down.

"That's better" he said "Timmy, why don't we show your dad what we've been talking about.

Timmy smiled, went over to Mr. Davis and got on his knees between the man's legs "Dad, come over and watch what I can do!" Timmy called out.

I stood up and pulled my shorts off so I wouldn't fall and crawled over on my hands and knees till I was eye to eye with my son, Brad's 7" cock was between us.

"You sure have a nice one, Mr. Davis" he said as he leaned in and licked it from the base to the tip.

Brad scooted his ass to the edge of the chair, giving Timmy access to his balls. They were smooth, hairless, and hung down several inches. I wondered if he shaved them or used a hair removal cream. His pubes were short and manscape, I assumed he used a electric razor to get them so short.

My 12 year old son held Brads cock by the base, pushing it up so he had full access to the mans cum filled balls. I watched Timmy slide his tongue over each fat orb till they were shining with spit, then he gently sucked one into his mouth. I could tell he was giving it a through tongue bath as he sucked. He released it from his mouth, then did the same to the other.

"I just love how your balls feel in my mouth, I could suck them all day." Timmy said when he finally pulled his mouth free from the mans sack.

"And I love how you suck them, Timmy." Brad answered and ran his hand through my son's hair. "Timmy never lets me down, best ball licker and cocksucker in school."

I smiled at the praise Mr. Davis was giving my son. Any father would be proud of their boy when they are praised for doing a good job.

"You're leaking." Timmy said and moved his tongue up Brad's cock shaft to catch the stream of clear fluid that dripped from his pisshole.

I watched Timmy lick the 7" cock as if it were a melting ice cream cone, scooping the dripping slime into his mouth till the shaft was shining.

"This is the best part, dad. Watch me!" my 12 year old boy said as he moved his mouth over the head of the cock. Down, down, further and further, Timmy didn't stop till his lips were touching the mans pubes. He held his head down for at least a minute or longer, the mans 7" cock buried deep in his throat.

"Oh my god!" I groaned. I could only guess the pleasure Timmy was giving his guidance counselor. My eyes were glued to the scene in front of me, I couldn't have looked away if I tried. Timmy slowly rose his head up, then all the way down the 7" cock. I could see he had moved one of his small hands to massage the man's big balls and the other between the cheeks of Brad's ass, so he could finger fuck his asshole. He started a rhythm of shoving fingers deep in the mans asshole as he swallowed the cock to the base.

"You're about to make me cum, ram your fingers up my ass, pull on my fuckin` balls! Suck me off Timmy, suck my fucking cock and I'll fill your mouth with spunk!" Brad cried out and held my son's head deep on his cock "I'm gonna blow my wad... suck it Timmy! Drink my cum... there... ahhhh, yes... I'm cumming now... I'm cumiiiinnng..."

I watched my son's throat contract as he swallowed the mans sperm. His eyes were tightly shut and he shuddered as if he was having the best feeling in the world go through him. He moved his mouth up, only stopping to nurse the last drops of jizz from Brad's cock.

"Thanks Mr. Davis, that sure was a big load! Are we gonna do the other thing too?" Timmy asked.

"I don't see why not, look how hard my cock still is." he answered.

He was right, his cock was still sticking up like a flagpole "What other thing?" I whispered, already knowing what the answer would be.

"Mr. Davis is going to fuck my butt! I really like it, it feels great!" My son sounded excited at the prospect of having a 7" cock in his ass.

"Come on up, just like we do in my office Timmy" Brad said.

Timmy climbed in the chair, turned around and rested his hands and knees on the cushioned arms of the chair. He lowered his torso and pushed his ass up in the air till it was directly in Brad's face.

"Your son has a beautiful ass, Jim. I always eat it out before I fuck it." Brad stated to me as his way of letting me know he does this quite often with my son.

"Fucking beautiful!" he exclaimed as he lowered his face to my son's asshole.

"UUUGGGHHH! JEEZ, DO IT! AAAWWW! UUUNNNGGGHHH! LICK MY ASS! EAT IT! SHOVE YOUR HOT TONGUE UP MY ASS!" Tommy cried out and pushed his boyhole against Brad's mouth.

I knee walked between the man's legs, Timmy's face was inches from mine and I could feel his warm breath in my face as he cried out to have his ass tongue fucked. He looked me in the eyes, then reached behind my head and pulled my mouth to his. I instinctively opened my mouth when I felt his soft tongue pushing urgently at my lips, and soon Timmy had both arms wrapped around my neck.

"Ohhhh, yeahhh, ohhhh, mmmnnnnunm, ahhhh," I couldn't stop moaning as I started to tongue fuck my 12 year old son's mouth. Our tongues slipped in and out of each other's mouths while Brad's tongue was buried deep in Timmy's asshole. Our passion went on for at least 5 minutes before Brad gently pulled us apart.

"His ass is ready for a good hard fuck, Jim." Brad said as he lifted Timmy in the air and lowered his asshole above his cock.

I could see my son's pink hole, it was opened like a soft pink mouth ready to be filled. Timmy put his hands on the arms of the chair and slowly lowered himself down the length of Brad's 7" cock. It slid in as easily as a hot knife through butter.

Timmy raised and lowered himself on the 7" cock, I moved my face closer and closer till my sons cock bounced against my nose every time he lowered himself. I had one thing in my mind, only one thing; I had to feel my son's cock in my mouth.

Timmy stopped riding Brad when he felt my hot mouth slide down his shaft "Oh, dad! I love you!" he moaned "Suck me, dad. You don't know how long I wanted us to do this."

I could hear the emotion in his voice as it trembled. I loved my son too, and I wanted to prove to him just how much. I had been straight all my life, but this night had changed me and I wanted nothing more than to suck my sons cock and feel him shoot in my mouth.

"That's it, Jim. Suck your son's cock. This is the real reason I came over tonight, to bring a father and son closer together." Brad quietly said as he looked at us.

Timmy started to raise and lower his ass on Brad's cock, he went slowly so I could keep sucking him. At some point, he pushed himself down to get Brads cock as deep in his ass as he could, then he rocked his ass back and forth in a twerking motion, so I was able to keep my mouth on his cock.

"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, WOW! Squeeze my cock with your asshole, Timmy! Aaaggghhh! Aaahhh! I'm gonna cum, Timmy! I'm gonna fill your ass with hot spunk!" Brad cried out.

When Timmy felt his ass being flooded with hot jizz he started to cum in my mouth "SUCK ME, DAD, SUCK ME! I'M GONNA SHOOT!" he cried out. "I CANT HOLD BACK ANY LONGER!"

Jim felt the first blast of jizz shoot over his tongue, he was in ecstasy, he knew from that moment on he would do anything to make his son happy and he would never judge him for sucking off boys in school. Fuck, how could he blame him? Having a boy cock in his mouth felt great and he would suck all the boys in his sons school if he had a chance!

When Timmy finally got up, Brad went to the bathroom to clean himself up and get dressed. When he walked back in the living room Jim and Timmy were in a sixty-nine, sucking each other as if they had been doing it all their lives. "Looks like my work is done here." he whispered to himself as he left and shut the front door behind him.

The End

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