Date: Mon, 2 Dec 2019 20:24:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Boy Daddy <badgod69@yahoo.com>
Subject: BOY DADDY, Pt. 16

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BOY DADDY, Part 16

During my lunch break that day, I called Sam and told him I wanted to talk
to Nick.  When Nick got on the phone, I asked him what he and Sam were up
to, and from the sound of his voice I knew he was stoned and probably on
Molly.

I repeated my instructions on how he was to handle Mom's pervy boyfriend
and added that I wanted him to tell the guy that I wanted to talk to him on
the phone.  I told Nick to be sure to give the guy my phone number and to
tell him I'd be awaiting his call.

Nick asked me if I was going to beat the guy up or what?  I laughed, and
told him, no, I just wanted to have a conversation with the perv.  I told
him not to worry about anything and asked him again if he was coming to our
party that weekend.  He said he was, that he wouldn't miss it, sounding
excited and anxious for the weekend to arrive.

My dick was hardening in my pants as I talked to Nick.  I was imagining
what Sam was teaching him, wishing I had taken the day off, too.  But in a
way it was more exciting this way.  I got to imagine them doing all sorts
of depraved stuff during the work day and when I got home Sam would list
off all the things they'd done for real.

While we ate lunch, Bob asked me how things were going at home.  I told him
that Nick had spent the night and was hanging out with Sam today.  Bob
cocked an eyebrow and smiled but didn't say anything else about Nick, other
than to ask hold how he was.  But he did ask me if Sam was still seeing
that cute little girl.  I told him that she was a regular at our place now,
and that Sam still fucked her every chance he got, though he was fucking
lots of other girls, too.

I still hadn't taken Bob into my full confidence and admitted that Leda was
my daughter and Sam's sister.  I wasn't sure how he'd handle it, though I
figured he'd be understanding, so I was holding off on telling him for a
while.

When I got home from work that afternoon, Nick was still there, waiting for
a ride home.  Both boys were high as kites, sprawled on the mattresses in
the living room.

"Hey, Dad!" chirped Nick.

Sam laughed.  "Yeah, hey, Dad...Daddy!"

I laughed, too.

"What are you guys on? I asked.

"Just weed and a little Molly," Sam answered.

"When did you take it, and how much did you give him?" I asked, nodding at
Nick.

"This morning, I don't know.  Around 10, maybe.  And less than I had my
first time, just a little."

"OK.  So, Nick, you should stay here until shortly before Mom gets home,
around 6:30.  I'll drive you home around 6.  You should be fine by then."

"OK" he said.

"So, what did you guys do all day?  You have fun, Nick?" I asked, flopping
myself onto the sofa.

"Heck yeah!  I had hecka fun.  We both did, didn't we, Sam?" he said,
grinning like a monkey.  He looked wasted, disheveled, and sort of sweaty;
cute as hell.

"We did, bro.  You were awesome to chill with, dude," Sam said, smiling at
me and then his brother.

"This was probably the best day of my life, so far," Nick said, looking at
Sam.

"Wow," I said, "You had that good a time with this teenage punk here?"  I
playfully kicked Sam's foot with my work boot.

"Yep!  We did all sorts of cool stuff.  Like, we went out in the garden out
back and explored the whole thing.  I could identify lots of the plants
growing out there, so that was hecka fun.  Then we played video games a lot
and I beat Sam's butt a bunch of times.  That was really fun!"  Nick said.

"I'll bet," I said.  "What else did you learn about?"

Nick giggled and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Go on, tell him what else I showed you, bro.  It's OK, he'll think it's
awesome," Sam said.

"Well, Sam showed me a bunch of stuff I can do with girls..."  He began
giggling again and blushed a deep scarlet.

"If you don't want to say it, you can always just show me," I suggested.

Nick nodded and moved from his mattress to Sam's, sitting beside his
brother, both of them smiling like imps.

Nick leaned his face into Sam's and the boys kissed lustily, open-mouthed
with lots of tongues and saliva.  Nick was almost whimpering as Sam moved
to his throat, licking and biting it.  Both boys began rubbing their dicks
through their pants as they devoured each other.

When they separated, Nick sat back and took a deep breath.

"Whew!" he said, laughing.  "It's not gay, it's just practicing for when I
start dating girls," he explained to me.

"Awesome!  What else?" I asked.

Sam glanced at me, smiling broadly, and reached over to unzip Nick's pants.
Nick quickly shoved his pants and underwear down to his ankles and leaned
back, skinny arms crossed behind his head.

Sam leaned his face down to Nicks' crotch and took his brother's little
penis in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down on it.  I almost laughed
out loud, seeing Sam blow such a little dick, knowing that it couldn't
really be getting him off.  Sam liked big dicks, big like mine.

But Nick was in Paradise.  He had grabbed Sam by the ears, guiding his
brother's speed and angle as he sucked.  Within a minute, Nick was writhing
and grunting as he came in Sam's mouth.

Sam sat back up, smiling and licking his lips.

"I got a blow job!" Nick chuckled, propping himself up on his elbows.  "Now
I know what it'll feel like when a girl sucks my dick!"

"I taught you how to give a blow job, too, bro, don't forget about that,"
Sam said.

Nick blushed again, giggling.

"I was really stoned and the Molly had just started making me feel weird,"
Nick offered as an excuse for sucking his brother's cock.

"Show me," I said, smiling proudly at my boys.

Nick rolled his eyes in embarrassment, but Sam shucked his shorts off and
exposed his hairy cock to his little brother.

"Go on, bro," he murmured.  "You do it pretty good, to be honest."

Nick smiled proudly, giggled a few more times as he grasped Sam's
hardening, hairy dick in his fist, and then took it into his virgin mouth.
My cock had gone completely hard in my pants and I could feel streams of
pre-cum rolling down my leg.

Watching Sam get a blow job from a little boy was one of the hottest things
I had ever seen.

He smoked a joint while Nick slobbered over his prick, clasping the back of
his little brother's head in his big hand, forcing Nick to take more of his
dick down his tender throat than he could easily handle.  Nick gagged and
spluttered a few times but wouldn't give up on blowing his brother.  I
wondered if Sam was going to cum in his mouth.

But Nick suddenly sat back up and turned to face me.

"Sam squirted jizz on my face the first time I did it to him," he said,
grimacing at the memory.  "So, I don't want to risk it happening again
right now."

"Did you get a taste of it?" I asked him.

Nick guffawed.  "Yeah, just a little bit, gross.  But I've tasted my own
before," he said.

"Nice," I said softly.  "And what else?  Sam teach you anything else?"

Nick's eyes were bright with excitement and the opportunity to show off his
new skills.

"Uh-huh, he showed me how to play with my butt, with my butthole," he
giggled.

"Oh, cool.  Yeah, our buttholes are so much fun to play with.  And it makes
you cum harder when you jack off if you've got something up your ass" I
said.  "Show me what he taught you, Nicky."

Down came his pants again.  He rolled back and threw his skinny legs up,
exposing his hairless, pink asshole to us.  He reached between his legs and
rubbed his hole before slowly sliding one finger into it, gasping a bit.

I groaned out loud when he removed his finger from his ass, brought it to
his mouth and sucked it to get it lubed up, then shoved it deeper into his
shitter as he jerked himself off.

I got up and moved to their mattress, sitting down on the edge of it as I
watched Nick finger-fuck himself.  Gently, I pulled his hand away from his
ass and slowly inserted my finger inside him.  The thickness of my finger
compared to his own must have been substantial, because Nick hissed in his
breath and furrowed his brow.

"Feel good?" I asked him quietly.

"It hurts kind of...but it feels good, too," Nick said.

I rotated my finger inside his shitter and then withdrew it, bringing it to
my nose and inhaling Nick's scent.  When I offered him my finger to sniff,
he scrunched up his nose in vague disgust, but then leaned in and smelled
my finger.

"Eww," he laughed, glancing at Sam and then back to me.

"What?  Smells good, bro," Sam said laconically, taking a sniff as I held
out my finger to him.  "You got a sweet butt, dude."

"You sure do, Nick," I agreed.

Nick laughed, beaming with pride.  "Thanks!" he giggled.

I wanted to get hella high right then, so I rolled a fat joint and lit it
up.  I knew better than to let Nick get stoned this shortly before I had to
take him back to the house, but my need to get high outweighed my concern
about Nick's return home.

"That's a lot to cram into one day, guys," I said.  "You did good!"

"I taught you one more important thing, bro.  Don't forget about that," Sam
said.  Turning his face to me, Sam said, "I taught him what it feels like
to fuck a girl."

"You did, did you?" I answered.  "And how was that?"

Sam turned to Nick.  "Want to?" he asked.

Nick scrambled up onto his knees, grinning and nodding his head.

Sam stood up and took his shorts off, then got on his hands and knees on
the mattress.  Nick scurried up behind Sam and aimed his hard, little prick
at his brother's asshole.  Leaning into Sam, he stuck his dick in, then
started thrusting his hips.  Sam just sighed and gave a few grunts, but I
could tell he wasn't feeling much in the way of sex pleasure.

"Sam says his butt feels like a girl's pussy when you fuck it," Nick
explained, entirely happy and comfortable fucking his older brother.

I could only chuckle, feasting my eyes on the taboo sight before me.

"Did Sam do it to you, too?" I muttered, my voice hoarse and throaty.

Nick laughed, still bucking into Sam.  "Nah, he already knows what it feels
like!"  He backed off his brother, saying, "I just came, so I don't need to
now, but that's what I learned."

Sitting back on his haunches, Nick looked like an angel already
half-perverted.  My cock lurched in my pants, and I felt pre-cum reach my
knee.

"You're gonna have a lot of fun at our parties, Nick," I said.  "Girls are
gonna wanna get with you cuz you're a really cute kid.  And now you know
how to make-out and fuck!"

I looked at Sam leering at me.  He knew how happy I was at seeing his
handiwork, and he was proud of it, as well he should have been.

When it was time to take Nick home, Sam said he'd go for the ride, too.
Nick hugged him and said, "Good!"

Again, I told Nick what to tell the perv and made sure he had my phone
number right.  When we pulled up in front of the house, Nick hopped out and
waved to us as he ran up the front walk and into the house.  We'd made it
home before Jenny got there, and Nick had time to shower and straighten
himself up before she'd arrive.

On the drive back to our place, Sam and I talked non-stop about how the day
had gone with Nick.  Sam told me all the details about everything they'd
done.  He'd done a brilliant job of subtly seducing Nick, while training
him at the same time.  I was so proud of him, and I told him so.

He told me he'd really gotten off on messing around with Nick, even though
Nick was barely pubescent.  He said they'd frotted on and off all day, and
that Nick was the one who repeatedly initiated it, telling Sam that he and
his friend Brian did it whenever they had sleep-overs.

He'd also rimmed Nick, who squealed like an animal while he did it.  He had
finally convinced Nick to rim him in return, but Nick was still too timid
to really go deep.  But he said Nick didn't seem to mind doing it.  I
imagined feeling Nick's little-boy face pressed against my hairy ass, his
slippery tongue plunged deep in my shithole.

I had to get my hand on my hard cock fast, so I hauled it out as I drove
and started stroking it.  Sam leaned down and flicked his tongue all around
the edge of the head, getting me all worked up.

When we pulled up in front of our place, I didn't even bother stuffing my
cock back in my pants.  Instead, we got out of the truck and walked to our
front door, my hard dick totally exposed and framed by my wide-opened
pants.  Sam was laughing as I continued beating off as we walked.

"Bob would love seeing this," Sam said.

I couldn't have cared less who saw me at that moment.  All I was focused on
was popping a major nut as soon as I could.  My balls ached.

The second the door was closed behind us, Sam pushed me against the wall
and kicked my feet apart to make me spread my legs.  He dropped to his
knees as we both began tearing our outer clothes off.  In seconds, our
scents had filled the room.

Looking up into my eyes, Sam grabbed my throbbing cock and swallowed it to
the root.  As he devoured it, he pulled on my hairy nuts and rubbed my
sweaty asshole.

Taking a breather, he started jacking me off while he ducked under my balls
and licked my perineum before moving up to my asshole.  His nose kept
pushing on my taint as he lapped away at my steamy hole, soaking my asshole
and crack with his spit.

"Aw, fuck yeah, now that's a man's ass, dude..." he muttered between licks.

"Better than little-boy ass, huh?" I barked.

"...that's how a man's ass smells...tastes so fucking good, dude..."  Sam
was going wild.

When he resumed sucking my cock, I reached behind me and wiped my asshole.
It was wet with saliva, so I stuck two fingers up it and fucked myself as
Sam sucked me off.  I pulled my fingers out a few times and offered them to
Sam to sniff and suck, which he did with a lot of moaning and swearing.

It was during one of these times that I shot my load.  Sam was sucking my
fingers fresh out of my asshole, when three rapid fire blasts of cum shot
out and soaked Sam's hair and face.  As he moved his mouth towards my cock,
another volley of cumshot rocketed out and hit him squarely between the
eyes.  He was finally able to get his mouth on my dick for a few more cum
jets, enough for him to roll it around in his mouth savoring the taste
before swallowing it with relish.

I was sweating like a horse, totally drained and completely exhausted.  I
inhaled deeply, entranced by the mingled stinks of sweat, semen, and my
freshly-fucked ass.  It gave me a shiver of filthy pleasure.

Sam's face was literally streaming with my load.  It was dripping off his
shaggy hair, dripping off his nose and chin.  His eyes were plastered over
with sperm, and where it had covered his lips, he was blowing tiny cum
bubbles.  The sight made me ravenous.

I knelt before him and licked my cum from his eyelids, swallowing the
potent, seedy elixir, then licking his eyebrows and his nose.  I swallowed
again, savoring my flavor, and then lapped up the cum from around his mouth
and lips.  He opened his mouth and I fed my cum to him with my tongue.

As Sam jerked himself off in a frenzy, I laid flat on the floor with my
head between his legs, sniffing and licking his fragrant asshole and balls
until he blew his wad all over both us and the floor.  I lapped that up,
too, even from the floor, like a horny dog, sharing some of it with Sam.

I called Nick every evening after that until the weekend arrived.  Every
phone conversation we had made him feel closer to me, and when he talked to
Sam it was clear that he had a brotherly crush on him.  Sam though it was
annoying, but I thought it was sexy as hell.

That Friday night before the weekend party, I called Nick and asked him how
he was feeling about it all.  He was more excited than I'd ever heard him
before.  I told him I'd pick him up around 7 pm on Saturday.

I had already told Jenny that Sam was spending the night with us, and might
even spend Sunday, as well.  Jenny was slightly vexed, but she agreed that
it was good for Nick to be spending time with Sam and I, so she couldn't
really complain too much.

The big day arrived, and as I drove Nick back to our place, I gave him a
final pep talk.

"Remember, Nick, you don't have to do anything you don't want.  If someone
wants to do something with you and you aren't into it, all you have to do
is say "no, thanks," and you'll be left alone.  It's the rule at our place.
And if there's any problem, come find me or Sam and we'll handle it.
Okay?"

"OK," he said.  "Can I get stoned and drink and stuff?"

"Sure, just pace yourself.  You don't want to pass out and miss all the
fun, but hell yeah, get as messed-up as you like.  Here, take this Molly
right now, so you'll be ready to go when the party starts."

I handed him the Molly and he swallowed it without water.  I reached over
and ruffled his hair.  "Attaboy," I chuckled.

I was surprised that Nick hadn't yet figured out that the party house his
friends had told him about and our place were one and the same.  I wondered
how he'd react when he realized it.

When we got to our place, Sam was adjusting the beer kegs and had already
set up the bar.  I put Nick to work placing a box of unscented disinfectant
baby wipes in every room, then taught him how to roll a joint.  Once he'd
gotten the hang of it, I had him roll as many joints as he could until the
sack of weed was empty.

The first group to arrive was a large one.  Kids kept streaming in until
the living room was crowded, and they started to break off into smaller
groups, claiming mattresses, getting stoned, passing out the Molly, taking
off their clothes.

Nick was open-mouthed as he watched all the action.  He looked stunned and
a bit over-whelmed, but he was grinning from ear to ear, so I knew that he
was enjoying himself.  He was keeping pretty close to Sam.

Within an hour, as more kids arrived and the drugs kicked in, the party was
in full swing.  Most of the kids were already having sex, some of them
already on their third or fourth partner of the evening.  Nick had stripped
naked by then and seemed entirely comfortable being nude after some initial
bashfulness.

As it became harder and harder to keep track of who was where, I lost sight
of Nick but figured he'd be fine on his own.  I wanted to let him discover
all the delights of our parties for himself.

As I began making the rounds of the rooms, figuring out who I wanted to
fuck first, I spotted Nick smoking a joint with a few of the younger boys.
They were chattering away and boisterously laughing about something as they
passed the joint between them.  All of them were naked.  It was obvious
that they were very young, their skinny and awkward bodies betraying their
immaturity.

We made eye contact, and Nick gave me the thumbs up sign as he beamed his
smile at me.  I was pretty wasted myself by this point, so I maneuvered my
way to them and joined their group.  The music was loud enough that I
almost had to yell at them to make myself heard.

"You boys having fun?  Everything all right?  Anything you want?" I shouted
at them, reaching for the joint.

One of the boys, a blond kid with lustrous blue eyes and a nice, uncut
dick, said, "Is this your place?"

I nodded and handed him the joint.  "Yep.  What's your name?" I asked him.

"Scotty," he yelled back.

"How old are you, Scotty?" I asked.

"Twelve.  And a half," he said.

"Nice.  You looking for some pussy?" I shouted.

All four boys smiled and nodded wildly.  I motioned for them to follow me.
We moved into my bedroom where I had earlier spotted two high school
bitches that I knew were total sluts.  They were regulars, and their goal
was to fuck every boy at every party.  I figured they'd treat these boys to
a good time.

The boys were nervous and shy around the girls, but these two put them at
their ease right away.  They squealed when I introduced them to the guys,
making a fuss about how cute they were and offering to de-virginize all of
them.  The boys were delighted, and I left them to spend the next hour
fucking to their hearts' content.  I did stick around long enough to watch
Nick fuck his first pussy.  He was a little tiger and the girls both took a
turn with him.

Sam was heavily involved in a three-way with a stacked Senior girl from
school, and a sexy middle school girl who couldn't have been more than 13.
Sam was fucking the younger of the two, while the Senior girl made out with
him.

I hovered over them, and when Sam was finished with the little one, I took
his place and fucked in his cum until I filled her little cunt with another
load of sperm.

From there, I wandered into the living room and flopped myself down on one
of the mattresses, occupied by a couple of kids in the midst of some
energetic banging.  I stroked their sweating bodies as I lit another joint,
then moved on to the kitchen.

A drunk bitch was getting fucked by a cute sophomore boy on top of the
kitchen table, while another boy fed her his cock.  Several boys were
clustered around the table watching the action and jerking off.  As I
passed them, I could smell ball-sweat and over-worked cunt.  The brash,
snide voices of the boys and the moaning of the girl fueled my lust.

Time passed, but I was too wasted to notice.  I decided to take another
dose of Molly to make me even hornier.  I felt like I could have fucked
anything and anyone and enjoyed it immensely.

At one point during the party, I found some middle school girls who were
pretty trashed, and I asked them if they wanted to fuck.  The youngest
said, "Sure," so I pushed her backwards onto the sofa and impaled her with
my cunt-sticky cock.

I had just found my fuck rhythm and was really going at it when I looked up
and saw Nick several feet away staring at us and smiling.

I motioned him over as I fucked the little girl, really pounding her good.
She was gasping and moaning from the strength of my thrusts.

"Hi, Gretchen!" Nick chirped.

The girl was too wasted to respond.

"Hi, Gretchen!" he repeated loudly.  Still no response.  "She's in my
class," he said to me, "she's my friend."

"She's a good fuck, bro," I slurred.  "You wanna fuck her?"

Nick looked confused, like he didn't know whether or not he should fuck a
friend when she wasn't even aware of where she was.

"It's OK, buddy, go ahead!" I encouraged him.  "But let me cum first, I
really need to blow this load."

Nick waited patiently for me to cum, watching everything I was doing with
wide, glassy eyes and flushed cheeks.  He His eyes were glassy, and he
couldn't stop grinning.

Finally, after blowing a load inside her tight pussy, I pulled out and
gestured to her cunt, as if to say, "Have at it, bro."

Nick moved into position and shoved his dick inside her.

"It's all wet and warm," he chuckled as he started pistoning in and out of
her.

"Fuck yeah," was all I could muster in response.  The Molly was hitting me
hard.

As he continued fucking Gretchen, I came up behind him and wrapped my arms
around him while he bucked his little ass against me.  I kissed the top of
his head and massaged his shoulders, pinched his nipples and ran my hands
all over his sweaty body.  I even managed to give him a hickey on the back
of his neck.  All I wanted to do was fuck that sweet little ass of his, but
even in my fucked-up state, I knew better.  Instead, I slowly stuck a
finger up his ass while he fucked.

His body spasmed and he grunted a few times as I fingered him.

"You like that?" I whispered.

"Kind of, yeah," he said.  I picked up speed and got him panting from the
rapidity of my finger-fucking.  As he came inside Gretchen, I pulled my
finger out of his ass, and moved into another room, sucking my finger like
a lollipop.  Little-boy ass is scrumptious.

I must have passed out for a while.  When I came to, I was on the bathroom
floor, and there was a girl sitting on the toilet taking a shit.  She
finished up, pulled herself together, and left, only to be replaced by two
older boys who needed to piss.

They stood on either side of the bowl and let loose with mighty streams of
urine.  I closed my eyes and hummed with pleasure at the sound.  The boys
laughed and asked me if I wanted them to piss on me.  I didn't, but thanked
them for the offer, making them laugh again.

A while later, I spotted Sam sitting by himself in a corner.  He looked
completely trashed, a look I loved seeing on him.

I made my way over and sat down beside him.

"Hey, babe," I said in his ear, the music making it impossible to be heard
otherwise.  "What's your score?"

"Seven," he barked in my face.  "Yours?"

"Bro, I don't even know, I'm so fuckin' wasted.  I think only five so far,
maybe," I shouted back at him.

Our `scores' were how many cunts we'd fucked that night.

"I'm so totally trashed, dude," Sam said.  "I can barely focus my eyes, but
I can still fuck!"  He laughed like a drunk and I could smell whiskey on
his breath.

"Wanna go out to the shed?  Get some air?" I asked.

He grinned crookedly, and I had to help haul him up from his seat.

I guided him through the crowded room and out the front door.  We stumbled
around the house into the backyard and down to the shed.  Thankfully, the
door was open, so we'd have the space to ourselves.

I closed the door behind us and then turned up the space heater.  We
flopped onto the mattress and laid side-by-side.  The noise from the party
roared in the distance.

"Lots of new, young pussy tonight, bro," I said.

"Mmmm," he replied, and then laughed.  "Too bad Leda's young pussy's not
here."

"Yeah," I chuckled.

"What's Nick doing?  I've barely seen him all night."

"He got laid at least three times that I know of. He's having a blast.
He's a sexy little fucker, once you get him going," I said.

"You wanna fuck him, don't you?"

I laughed.  "Hell yeah.  Don't you?"

Sam sighed.  "I guess, sort of.  Not really, dude.  I'll hit on him in a
year or two when he gets hair and can really cum."

"Bro, why wait?  Think of how fuckin' tight and hot his ass must be!
Jesus, it's like a tiny ham you can hold in one hand.  Damn straight, I
wanna fuck his ass.  VIRGIN ASS, dude!  You'd turn that down?"

Sam laughed and rolled onto his side, facing me.  "OK, yeah, I'd fuck him.
I wonder if he'd scream like a girl, his voice is still pretty high."

"Of course, he would.  And moan and whimper like a bitch, too," I said.
"Maybe even cry."  My cock was bloating and shifting its position on my
thigh.  Sam was already hard.

"I wanna see you fuck him, bro.  Tonight.  I've been thinking about it all
week, I wanna watch you tap his fuckin' little virgin ass."

Sam snorted.  "You don't wanna fuck him first?  You always go first."

I rolled over to face him.

"Uh-uh.  I wanna watch you do it.  Then I'll go."

"You'll be fucking in my cum this time, then," Sam murmured in my face, the
sensuous smell of whiskey getting me harder.

"Mmmm, yeah.  Sweet."  I leaned in the final few inches until our mouths
met.  We made out like two horny teenagers, groping and stroking everything
we could reach.

When we stopped to catch our breath, I said, "You can do it out here.  It's
perfect.  It's the only place you guys can be alone."

"Except for you, of course," Sam snickered.

"Except for me.  I'll bring him out here to you, so you can be all primed
and ready to go.  I'll tell him there's something he needs to see in the
shed.  When we come in, I'll let him go first, and then I'll lean against
the door so he can't get out."

Sam shook his head and laughed.

"Nah, dude, that's too much like a fucking abduction!  It'll freak him out
and make him hate getting fucked for the rest of his life, dude.  I say
let's wait until the party breaks up and everyone who stays over has
crashed.  Then we can get anyone left out of our room and lock the door
behind us, just the three of us.  It'll be so much better that way, dude."

I felt a surge of primal sex-rage and frustration, but my civilized mind
knew he was right.

"Fuck, I really don't want to wait, but you know what, bro?, you're
absolutely right.  Let's wait `til we can have the bedroom to ourselves.
This way we can also make sure he's properly wasted when it looks like
things are winding down for the night.  Shouldn't be too much longer,
anyway."

"I'll see how much Molly he's taken.  I can always slip him some more, if
it's wearing off," Sam offered.

"Smart perv-boy," I said, grabbing for his hairy nuts.

Feeling a bit more clear-headed now, and refreshed by the brisk night air,
we went back inside to party.

As soon as we came in, Sam went in search of Nick.  I got distracted
watching two homely-but-hot high school boys fuck one of the slutty bitches
I had earlier offered to Nick and his buddies.  She was clearly having a
hard time accommodating both of their thick, veiny pricks in her well-used
cunt, but the boys were relentless and only rammed her harder.  A group of
the younger kids were standing around them gawking and giggling whenever
she screamed.  When they were through with her, the high school boys looked
over the younger middle school girls and picked out who they wanted next.
I watched them steer their young charges out of the living room in search
of a free mattress.

Seconds later, Sam came up to me and motioned for me to follow him.  We
went into my bedroom and saw Nick kneeling between an older girl's legs,
eating out her pussy.  Sam and I stood in the doorway, proudly watching
Nick burrow into her hairy cunt.  His face was wet with spit and pussy
juice, but his eyes were blazing with energy.  He whimpered a bit as he
lapped away.

I recognized her as one of our semi-regulars, a Senior girl at Sam's
school.  Her hands were clamped to Nick's head, guiding him and holding his
face tight to her cunt while she whined and gasped with pleasure.

When she let go of his head, he raised himself up to suck her nipples and
fondle her tits.  She pulled his face to hers and shoved her tongue into
his sticky mouth, reaching between his legs to play with his stiffy.

Sam and I sighed with delight.  I kissed him brazenly, not caring if anyone
saw us, then turned to take another tour of the action, leaving Sam behind.

The party was indeed starting to wind down.  Kids were wiping their
genitals with the baby wipes, leaving clumps of them in every room, tossing
them to the floor when they were finished, then getting dressed and
searching for socks and shoes, laughing and chattering all the while.

The best part was the smell that permeated the entire house.  Most people
would probably find it nasty, but to me it was the finest perfume in the
world.  I could almost taste the stink in the back of my throat, a heady
mix of hard-playing young bodies, sweat so powerful it made my eyes sting,
dirty socks and underwear, seedy-reeking sperm, cum-filled cunts, dirty
assholes and sweaty balls, and beer.  I don't think the kids even noticed
it, but I almost swooned from the heady stench we'd created.

By 3 a.m., most everyone had left who was going to leave.  There were less
than a dozen kids crashed out until morning, and fortunately our bedroom
was vacant.

Sam had given Nick more Molly and had taken some more himself.  I was still
feeling the effects from my second dose, but I took another pill, too.  My
mind was still obsessing over watching Sam fuck his brother, but now it was
all mixed up with me fucking Nick, as well.  I could almost feel his
super-tight asshole clenched tightly around my cock, slick and hot, but in
my head it was Sam doing the fucking.  I was wasted.

Finally, the three of us were all in the living room together, the only
conscious ones in the room.  There were six or so naked kids sprawled out
on the mattresses and sofa, all dead to the world and sleeping off their
night of drugs and debauchery.

I sussed out the boys' conditions and decided to get Nick more drunk and
Sam more stoned.  I poured Nick and I a tumbler of whiskey and taught him
how to down it like a man in one shot.  He coughed and tears ran down his
cheeks, but he did it, another coming-of-age ritual checked off the list.
I poured him another and told him to sip it.

We kicked back on the carpeted floor, leaning against the occupied
mattresses.  Sam had already lit a joint, but I grabbed another one from
the bowl on the coffee table, lit it, and passed it to Nick.

"What's your score, dude?" I asked him.  He already knew about the term.

"Eight," he said, exhaling a cloud of potent smoke.

Sam and I laughed.  "Damn, bro!  You're the man!" Sam said.

"Dude, that's higher than mine, I think!"  I added.

Nick grinned and nodded, eyes closed in superior pride.  Adorable.

"And I got more blow jobs than that, too!  A ton of bitches sucked my
dick!"  He sounded ecstatic, not quite believing his incredible good
fortune.

"This was fucking AMAZING!" he said, "I can't believe how AWESOME this
whole night has been!  I ate pussy for the first time, I had sex with eight
different bitches, I got more blow jobs than I can even count, my friends
all saw me have sex a bunch of times, I fucked Gretchen from my class...I
never want this party to end!"

Sam and I were beaming.

"I wasn't sure how you'd react to everything.  Sam thought you'd get
freaked out, but I had a strong suspicion you'd have a good time and wanna
come back again," I said.

Nick guffawed.  "Are you fucking kidding?  I wanna LIVE here!  And fuck
you, Sam, why did you think I'd get freaked out?  I'm gonna be twelve the
day after tomorrow, I'm not a little kid, bro!"

I was starting to get hard just from hearing Nick say `fucking'.  He had
never been a swearer, but he was quickly becoming one.  It turned me on,
witnessing and encouraging the corruption of my second boy.

"Dude, you've always been such a fuckin' baby about shit!  I thought you'd
run and tell Mom about what goes on here and ruin everything.  You would
have before, you know you would've!  But you didn't tell Mom or freak out
tonight, so I was wrong and I'm sorry, but I don't want anything to ruin
what we got goin'," Sam said, all in a half-drunken rush.

"Why would I tell anybody and ruin it for us??  God, I'm not an idiot,
asshole!" he barked at his brother.

"Fuck off," Sam barked back.

"Dudes, smoke more weed!  None of that matters now, just forget about it.
C'mon, we all had a great fuckin' time tonight, don't kill the buzz, bros,"
I said.

Nick sucked his teeth as Sam grunted.

I chuckled.  "Kiss and make up," I said.  The boys chuckled, too, then
kissed each other quickly on the lips, until Sam pulled Nick in for a good,
deep, open-mouthed tongue exploration.

"Sweet," I laughed.  They broke their kiss and Nick laid himself down with
his head in Sam's lap.

Sam leaned his head down and sniffed Nick's armpit.

"Christ, bro, you stink as strong as I do!  That's hella cool!"

Nick snickered.  "Mom says I have to start using deodorant.  You guys never
use it, why should I?"

"Well, lots of bitches think a guy's sweat-smell is gross, for one thing.
But neither of us cares what bitches think, and fussy bitches like that
don't get to fuck us, anyway.  And Mom is not gonna let up on you, believe
me.  Just use a tiny bit of deodorant when she mentions it; otherwise,
don't wear it.  Sweat smells awesome.  You should be proud of your
sweat-smell.  That's just what men smell like, get over it, right?" I
explained.

"My sweat smells good," Nick said, taking a whiff of his pit.  Laughing his
head off, he yelled out, "I fuckin' smell good!"

"You do, bro," Sam muttered.

My dick was getting harder as the Molly surged.

"Let's go wash our junk and get ready for bed, guys," I said, hauling
myself up from the floor.

The boys groaned but roused themselves and followed me into the bathroom.

As we hovered over the sink washing off our cocks and balls, I told Nick to
wash his butthole, too.  Without asking why, he did it, along with me and
Sam.  I had already told Nick about the importance of washing his cock
after sex, so we made our ablutions in silence, punctuated by Nick farting
and giggling, then Sam and I squeezing out a couple of farts, too.  We
cackled like madmen as we toweled off our crotches.

"Let's all sleep in the same bed tonight, want to?" I asked them.

"Sure!" Nick chirped, happy to be included.

I ruffled his hair, and the three of us moved into our bedroom.  I closed
the door behind us and locked it.

The boys took a running leap onto the bed and made themselves comfortable.
When I joined them, I made sure that Nick was in the middle.  I had brought
our half-smoked joint with me, and we finished smoking it propped up
against the headboard.

Sam was casually fingering his asshole, and I started doing the same.  Nick
noticed what we were doing, and joined in, rubbing and pressing his
butthole.

"Let's play with our butts for a while," I suggested, leaning over the side
of the bed to grab the box of toys under it.

I placed the box between Nick and I, letting him examine and handle the
various dildoes, butt plugs, and vibrators it held.

I chose a thick, veiny dildo for myself.  Sam grabbed his favorite, a long,
vibrating shaft with a bulbous head.  Nick was a bit mystified as to what
he should try out, so I selected the long, thin flexible probe I had used
on Sam's ass for his initiation into ass play.

Nick looked at the toys Sam and I had chosen to use on ourselves.

"Doesn't this hurt like hell?" he asked me, taking the big dildo from my
hand and examining it closely.

"It did at first, but I'm used to it.  Now it just feels awesome," I said.

He handed it back to me, and then reached for Sam's vibrator.

"You can get that up your butt, dude?" he asked with a giggle.

"Easy," Sam said.  "It vibrates like a motherfucker inside my ass, bro;
feels amazing."

Nick chuckled, gave Sam back his toy, and then closely inspected the toy I
had chosen for him.

"This one's hecka long!" he laughed.  "Don't you have something smaller?"

"Try it.  It's super easy, and feels incredible, bro," I told him.

"Yeah, I could hardly feel it inside me the time I used it," Sam said.

Nick squealed with laughter.  "Ewww, this was up your butt??"

Sam laughed, too, as my breath came quicker.

"Bro, they've all been up my butt!"  The boys laughed themselves silly.

"Here's the lube," I said, passing Nick the bottle.

He squeezed out too much and it dripped onto the sheet between his legs.
But he got the probe slicked-up and aimed it at his asshole in short order.

Sam lubed-up and turned the vibrator on, its low hum filling my head.

Handing me the lube, I slathered my dildo with it and then lubed up my
entire crotch -- asshole, balls, and cock.

Nick was fascinated by what I was doing, and when I slowly inserted the
huge toy into my ass, he drew in his breath like it was happening to him,
like he could feel it.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" he said, leaning over to see the dildo disappear
inside my shitter.  I began to work it in and out.  The smell of
wide-opened ass suffused the room.

"Mmmmmm, fuck yeah...," Sam muttered the moment he could smell my ass.  He
rubbed his vibrator hard over his taint, then pushed the fat vibrating bulb
inside his ass.

Nick was in awe of what we were able to accommodate in our holes.  Feeling
competitive, he gingerly slid the skinny probe inside himself.  When he
discovered that it didn't hurt and that he could get it in easily, he
shoved the entire length up his ass and sighed as he pushed and pulled it
in and out of himself.

"Feels good, don't it?" I said, smiling at him.

"Mmm-hmm," he said, his free hand stroking my leg.  The Molly was hitting
him at just the right moment.

I placed my hand over his on my thigh and guided it to my hard, greasy
dick.

"Jerk me off, bro," I panted as I worked the dildo deeper into my guts.

Nick's hand tightened around my shaft and slid up and down it.  He let go
after a bit and reached further down, cupping my aching balls in his small
hand, stroking and petting the hair that blanketed my sweaty sac.

I returned the favor and reached over to roll his nuts in my hot hand,
making him moan.

Instinctively, he reached over to Sam and jacked him off, then reached over
to my throbbing cock and jerked me off, too.

The full-length mirrors on the wall facing our bed reflected us, allowing
us to watch the spectacle we were.  Nick sighed when he saw himself jerking
us both off, the probe sticking out of his little ass.

"Damn, that's hot," I rasped out, visually hypnotized by what I was seeing
reflected.

"You're gonna make me cum too quick, bro," Sam said as he pushed Nick's
hand off his dick.

The Molly Sam had given him an hour earlier surged through Nick.  He was
sliding and writhing around between his brother and I, pressing his sweaty
body against ours in order to increase the incredible sensation of
flesh-on-flesh, rubbing and stroking our chests, stomachs, and legs.

I scooted down to the foot of the bed and grabbed the handle of the probe
in Nick's ass.  He let go of it so I could maneuver it, throwing his arms
over his head and spreading his legs wider for me.

"Good?" I asked him as I fucked him faster with the probe.

"Uh-huh...," he mumbled mindlessly, pulling his knees up and clasping my
hand working the probe.

He wanted it as deep inside himself as he could get it.  When it was in to
the hilt, I kept tapping the handle, making Nick gasp and grunt with every
tap.  Tapping harder, he yelped each time, followed immediately with a
pleading whimper.

Sam chuckled, and said, "Bro, you sound like a girl!"

Nick didn't even respond, lost in the Molly-fueled bliss, his body
experiencing sensations he'd never felt before.

I pulled the probe out of his ass in one swift move.  Almost frantically,
he grabbed for it and made a short bleating sound, upset that I had ruined
his fun.  I laughed at him.  He actually whimpered like a puppy deprived of
its toy.

Sam put his arm around Nick and kissed him, but Nick shrugged him off.

"Give me something to put in my butt," he whined.

"Feels good having something up your ass, huh?"

Nick nodded, his eyes blazing.  He started finger-fucking himself like a
demon.

"Want me to stick my dick up your butt?" Sam asked casually.

"It's gonna hurt," Nick said.

"Yeah, at first it does, but then once it's in ya, it's mind-blowing,
dude."

"We'll get your butthole nice and relaxed so Sam can slide in easier, OK?"
I said.

"OK, I guess.  You can try, anyway," Nick agreed.

Sam and I each took one of Nick's legs and hiked it up, exposing his little
hole to us.  We took turns tongue-fucking him and licking the inside of his
thighs, his calves, his feet, everything, Nick was going out of his mind,
moaning and tossing around, yelping like a puppy, clutching our hair, the
sheets, anything he could grab onto.

When I stuck three fingers up his spit-slicked asshole, his back arched up
off the mattress and he gasped, but then sank his ass down onto them and
moved it around, clearly enjoying the sensation.  I knew he was relaxed
enough now, thanks to our rimming him, and all the drugs he had in his
system, for Sam to shove in with ease.

Sam knew it, too, and without a word got into position to fuck.  I settled
back, leaning against the headboard, waiting to see what I'd been obsessing
over all week.

I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off them, so I had Nick lay his
head between my legs, his hair pressing against my balls.  Sam was hoisted
his brother's legs up and propped them up on his shoulders.  Nick was
totally wasted by now, his eyes heavy-lidded yet burning bright. I looked
down at his face and stroked his hair.

"Bear down like you're taking a dump; it'll go in easier," I murmured to
him.  He reached up and stroked my chest in reply.

I watched Sam's face as he pushed into Nick's virgin ass.  Every subtle
change of expression on his face sent waves of lust through my mind and
body.  I was almost shaking from the way Sam's lip curled, his
raised-then-furrowed brows, his crooked smile, the drunken wagging of his
head.

"Fuck that sweet little ass, bro," I panted in a throaty whisper, rubbing
my hard cock against Nick's head wedged between my legs.

"Take a deep breath, little bitch," Sam growled.  "Here we go."

Silence surrounded us as Sam slowly shoved his dick inside Nick's tiny
hole.  Nick hissed in his breath and then screamed sharply, as Sam forced
his way in.

"Fuck, it hurts, stop it!" Nick shouted.

"No way, bro, I'm gonna rape your ass," Sam said in a shaky voice, sweat
beading on his brow.

Again, Nick shrieked.  "Ow, ow!  Stop it, Sam, it fucking hurts!"

Nick's discomfort was turning me on to the point that I started to laugh
excitedly.  I was slapping his forehead with my hard dick, leaving pre-cum
tracks on his skin and in his hair.

"Breathe, dude, just breathe and bear down," I said impatiently.

He tried to sit up, but I held him down and clamped my hand over his mouth.

"Do it!  Breathe deeply and exhale slowly.  He's gonna fuck you no matter
what, so just fucking relax and shut up," I hissed at him.

The more he struggled and fought it, the more aggressively Sam entered him,
and the more I enjoyed watching.

Tears springing from his eyes, Nick screamed again under my hand.  Sam had
plunged hard into his ass, and finally slid in up to his pubes.  As he
started to fuck, the entire bed rocked with his rhythm.

Nick had stopped resisting, and now moved into the delirium phase as he
wrapped his skinny arms around Sam's neck and left them there.

"Oh, Jesus, oh god, yeah, yeah, oh my fucking god, Sam...it hurts, fuck me,
yeah..." and lots more like that.  His voice was high and reedy, the voice
of a boy experiencing his first searing, thundering ride on another boy's
prick.

I could smell his ass being mauled, that sweet earthy stink that I loved so
much, the smell of anal sex.  Sam was all over his brother, even licking
the soles of Nick's dirty feet propped up on his shoulders.

"Fuck him like a dog," I slurred at Sam, feeling a demonic grin crack my
face in half.

Sam dropped Nick's legs and told him to get up on all fours.

Nick scrambled up onto his hands and knees, all his screaming and
complaining now transformed into moans of pleasure.

He stuck his little ass up in the air, and I got a good look at his
tortured hole.  As Sam slid back inside him, I could see a tiny bead of
blood at the edge of his anus.  Sam's fat cock had ripped him a tiny bit.

Nick began grunting rhythmically as Sam pounded away at his guts.  I got up
and moved to the edge of the bed, shaking my -pre-cum-dripping cock in
front of Nick's face, rubbing it over his parted lips.

"Suck my dirty cock, boy," I mumbled, and shoved it in his mouth.

Automatically, Nick bobbed his head up and down on my dick as I thrust into
his throat, making him gag.  I slapped his face hard with my prick whenever
he'd gag, then shove back in until he gagged again.

Sam was lost in the rhythm, his eyes closed, and his head thrown back.
Sweat glistened on his chest and in his pits.  I could smell every ripe
part of him.

Moving behind them, I gestured for Sam to pull out of his brother, so I
could take his place.  Nick didn't even know it was my cock raping his ass
when I slid inside him.

Just like I'd suspected, his ass was so snug and hot on my prick that I
almost came the second I bucked my hips against him.

I inhaled sharply as I started to fuck, the feel of Nick's warm guts and
the smell of his violated ass making me thrust into him hard and brutal.

Sam had positioned himself in front of his little brother and forced his
ass-slimed cock into Nick's mouth.  I saw Nick grimace as he tasted his ass
on Sam's cock head, then recoil and smell the shaft.

"Smells like shit..." he muttered before wrapping his lips around Sam's
filthy prick, the Molly spurring him on and freeing his young libido.

"Clean that fuckin' dick off, little bitch," Sam said, holding Nick's head
in place while he noisily sucked Sam's penis.  "I own your ass now, bitch.
I fuckin' own that tight ass, motherfucker..."

I grabbed Nick by his hips and pulled him down the length of the bed.  I
sat on the edge of it, and physically hoisted Nick up under his arms, then
sat him on my lap, sticking my dick up him until he was fully seated on it.

Bouncing up and down on my cock, Nick's head was lolling on his skinny
neck.  I leaned my face into his and stuck my tongue in his panting mouth,
filling our mouths with saliva that ran down our chins.

Sam got off the bed and stood in front of us, his fist furiously pounding
his greasy cock.  His hairy balls kept slapping Nick's back as he leaned
over him.

With a loud moan, Sam's dick unleashed a spectacular arc of hot cum at
least two feet into the air before it crashed messily onto Nick's sweaty
back, splattering and running down into his ass crack More jets of Sam's
sperm flew out of his raw dick and glazed more of Nick's skin.

Sam nearly collapsed as he shot, his legs buckling for a moment before he
regained his equilibrium.  He sat down heavily next to me on the bed while
I fucked into the home stretch.

As I could feel my balls get ready to explode, I turned my head to Sam.  He
leaned over to cover my mouth with his, our tongues skirmishing in each
other's mouth.  I could taste Nick's ass in his spit and smell it on his
breath.  My cock throbbed inside Nick as I started to cum.

"FUCK!" I bellowed, loud enough to wake the entire neighborhood.  Sam
cackled as I roared, and Nick whined like a dog.

My whole body was spasming like an epileptic, and Nick nearly slid off my
lap.  But I squeezed him to me so hard that he yelped as I continued
filling his ass with my hot sperm.

I stood him up as my cock evacuated his ass, sperm still slopping out of my
dick onto the floor, dripping down the bedspread beneath my sweating ass.
Strings of cum were dangling from Nick's hard-fucked hole, finally breaking
free and dropping onto his shin.

Still crazy with fuck-lust, I shoved Nick back onto the bed and told him to
shit the sperm out of his ass and onto the sheets.

Without a word, he did it.  Sam and I moaned when we saw it squirt out of
his asshole and foul the sheet between his legs.

Nick laughed, a deranged, unhinged sound that made me shoot another
unexpected blast of cum onto the mattress.

Sam sprawled next to his brother and spread our dirty jizz over the sheet
with the flat of his hand, then licked what was remained off his palm.
Nick had his fingers inside his ass, as if trying to open himself wider so
more cum could squirt loose.

I laid down on my stomach, my chin resting in the reeking mess between
Nick's legs and sucked on his asshole for anything that remained.  When I
reared back, my goatee was wet with ass-cum, and it was all I could smell.

Nick was still jerking his stiff dick, and when he saw my mucky goatee, his
eyes flew open wide and his mouth formed an `O'.  Without warning, a burst
of nut flew out of his piss slit and covered his fist.  It was the biggest
load I had seen him produce yet.

Surprising himself by the amount of cum he had shot, Nick gazed fondly at
his fist before licking his cum off.

He giggled and stuck out his cum-slathered tongue to show off his
handiwork, but before he could swallow, Sam had swooped down and lapped it
off his tongue.

"Good nut, bro," Sam said.  "Really good."

As our heads cleared and our breathing became more regular, we looked
around us, vaguely stunned by how wrecked the sheets were.

There was wet cum everywhere, with the ass-cum taking center stage, right
in the center.  Somehow or other, a tear had appeared where I had been
laying, and a drop of blood was offset from the ass-cum stain.  I smiled
when I saw a couple of faint skid marks where Nick had been positioned.
The bed was a beautiful sight, so I grabbed my phone and snapped off a
couple of pics.

We took another turn in the bathroom, washing off our cocks and taking a
piss before crawling back into our befouled, smelly bed for some
well-earned sleep.

We wrapped our arms around each other, all three of us, and drifted off
into our private dreams.