Date: Thu, 12 Mar 2020 15:06:12 +0000 (UTC)
From: Boy Daddy <badgod69@yahoo.com>
Subject: BOY DADDY, Pt. 20

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BOY DADDY, Part 20

I had set up the camera in the bedroom and set the lighting exposure to
low, then lit whatever candles I could find in the house and turned the
bedside lamp to its dimmest setting to help create a calm space.  The
candles helped illustrate the deeper, symbolic ceremony of Nick's first
paid sex, and lent the scene a golden, almost sacred glow.

Sam was filming with a small, hand-held video cam, while I manned the
larger, more professional cam on its bulky, rolling tripod.

Ben said that because we were filming, he wanted Nick and himself to be
fully dressed so they could strip on cam.  Nick thought that sounded like
fun.  Once they were clothed, we were ready to begin.

They stood facing each other, several feet separating them.

Ben said, "OK, Sexy, take something off and I'll take off the same thing."

Nick shrugged and took off his outer shirt.  Ben shrugged and did the same.
Both were smiling.

Nick kicked his big sneakers off and sent them flying into a corner.  Ben
kicked his loafers off.

Next went Nick's faded jeans, and then Ben's slacks.  Both were now wearing
only socks and underwear.  Nick still had his t-shirt on, but Ben didn't
wear one, so Nick peeled it off and tossed it aside.

They stared at each other, nearly giggling from nervousness and excitement.
Side-by-side, the contrast between them was startling -- a big, incredibly
hairy man, and a skinny, nearly-hairless young boy.

"Socks?" Nick chirped.

Ben laughed and sat on the edge of the bed to peel his black dress socks
off his big feet and hairy toes.  Nick sat next to him and yanked off his
dirty white gym socks, then shoved a stinky balled-up sock into Ben's face.

Ben yelped, and they laughed.

Standing again, Nick began to push his tighty-whities down his hips, but
Ben stopped him by saying, "Let me do it!"

He knelt in front of Nick and leaned forward to grab the waistband between
his teeth and yanked Nick's underpants down a bit, then moved to the other
side, doing the same.

Nick watched him intently, mindlessly chuckling and shifting his weight
from foot to foot.  I could see his little boner poking the front of his
underwear into a small tent.

After several back-and-forth yanks with his teeth, Ben hooked his fingers
under the waistband over Nick's butt and slowly pulled them down from
behind, still biting down on the waistband.

It was evident that Nick's stiffy would prevent his underpants from sliding
smoothly over his groin, so Ben stopped biting and tugging and slowly
lifted the material over Nick's cock, then pulled the briefs completely
off.  He held them to his face and inhaled deeply, then exhaled on a groan.

Before Nick's underwear even hit the floor, Ben swallowed Nick's cock and
balls, fondling them in his mouth, humming and moaning deep in his throat.

Nick had his hands on his hips with his head thrown back.  When he brought
it forward again, he grabbed the back of Ben's head and pulled it off his
dick.

With a loud `plop', Nick's junk was freed from Ben's ravenous mouth.  Nick
jacked himself off a few strokes and then wagged his hard, nearly hairless,
four-inch cock in front of Ben's ecstatic face.

"Finish stripping," Nick commanded.

Ben got off his knees and stood up, towering over Nick.

"You wanna take mine off the same way I did yours?" he asked.

"If you want me to."

"Go for it!"  Ben smiled as Nick dropped to his knees.

He was wearing boxer briefs, and his hard cock looked like a thick sausage
under the tight pre-cum spotted fabric.  Nick got a good grip on the
waistband with his teeth and tugged like a puppy, over and over, until he
had both sides down past Ben's hips.

He reached up between Ben's legs and grabbed the rear of the waistband,
yanking it down and exposing his muscular, incredibly hairy ass.  While he
stroked Ben's ass-crack, Nick mouthed and licked the fat, fabric-covered
monster waiting to be released.

With a few deft moves, Nick was able to get Ben's briefs off.  The
throbbing, hairy cock before him begged for his ministrations, quivered for
his touch.

Nick leaned forward and hovered his face a fraction of an inch away from
the head, then slowly descended the shaft, smelling it deeply, all the way
down to the wild jungle of pubes, then nosed up under Ben's low-hanging
balls, sniffing and rooting around his taint.

Ben moaned out a breathy "Fuuuck..."

"Yecch, you smell like perfume or soap or body spray or something," Nick
said, just loud enough for the camera to still pick up.  His face
reappeared as he brought his mouth up to the tip of Ben's pre-cum dripping
cock head.  Extending his tongue, he slowly, slowly licked it up before
taking the glistening purple helmet in his mouth and sensuously suckling
it, like a baby nursing on a tit.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" Ben moaned, ending on a drug-fueled laugh.
"This is already worth it!" he added, grabbing Nick's hair in his hands.

When Nick backed off his throbbing prick, Ben pulled him up and then sat
him down on the edge of the bed.

As he moved to kneel before Nick, Ben leaned in to kiss him, and they made
out for a bit, Ben on his knees between Nick's wide-spread legs.

Breaking the kiss, Ben moved his head to Nick's armpits and inhaled their
boy-sweat scent before moving to his nipples, sucking and biting them,
making Nick hiss in his breath.

Finally, saving the best for last, Ben leaned back and placed his hands
reverently on Nick's ass cheeks, first fondling, licking, and kissing them,
then spreading them wide to further expose the Holy Grail he'd been
pursuing.

"Lean back, buddy," he murmured.  "You've had me starvin' for this for so
fuckin' long..."  It almost sounded as though he were getting choked-up.

Nick leaned back on his elbows and raised his legs.  At once, Ben dove down
and shoved his bearded face into my son's ass.

A huge, thrilling squeal came out of Nick as Ben keened and sighed between
his legs, his mouth and tongue working furiously while he gorged on Nick's
asshole.

Nick wrapped his skinny legs around Ben's hairy shoulders and began
stroking his throat and head with his dirty feet.  Ben whimpered with
pleasure.

Coming up for air, he sat back on his haunches, his entire beard wet with
saliva and Nick's ass.  He was grinning to himself and muttering.

"You taste so fuckin' good, Sexy, just like I knew you would...Jesus
fuck..."

Nick giggled and rubbed his bare foot over Ben's face, slowly rubbing his
toes back and forth over the man's lips.

"What's it taste like?" Nick asked, almost coquettishly.

"Like Heaven; like angels; like you."

Nick snorted like any normal 12-year old does over mushy stuff, and spread
his legs even wider, placing his feet on the mattress.

"More," he barked out.  "Suck on my angel's shithole some more..."

Ben moaned and stuck his middle finger up Nick's butt, working it in deep,
and rotating it.  When he pulled it out, he immediately stuck it in his
mouth and sucked it, while he shoved the middle finger from his other hand
back inside Nick.

He alternated hands at least a dozen times, always with one finger up
Nick's ass as he sucked the other, slimy and fragrant, picking up speed as
he continued.

Nick was moaning from the work-out Ben was giving his little hole.

"Go deep...yeah, dig in, Perv...aww fuck! faster...more...go deeper..." he
panted out.

Ben was breathing heavily and making a whining sound, his face red and
contorted with a depraved hunger, frantic and overwhelmed.

"So fucking good...wet `n...sticky `n...fuuuck..." Ben garbled, his mouth
full of stinky fingers.

He ducked back down for another forceful sucking session on Nick's by now
loose asshole.

Nick was writhing around on the bed when he wasn't propping himself up,
watching Ben's face take holy communion from his shitter.

After some furious ass-sucking, Nick farted directly into Ben's mouth.  He
laughed nastily, as Ben slightly gagged, his eyes momentarily rolling back
in his head, all while moaning in gratitude.

"You're fuckin' nasty, dude!" Nick chuckled, half-repelled, half-impressed.
"I could shit in your mouth if I wanted to, huh?"

Ben didn't answer, but he unglued his mouth from Nick's asshole, rose up
and pulled Nick to him, anxious to cram his ass-coated tongue inside Nick's
waiting mouth.

Nick was whining for it, eager to taste and smell his ass on Ben's breath.

As they slobbered over each other's faces, tongues appearing then
disappearing into opened mouths, Nick panted, "...love my ass the taste of
my ass tastes so good your breath stinks like ass stinks like my fucking
ass fuck yes! I wanna eat my ass..."

When they separated, Ben roughly lifted Nick off the bed and forced him to
his knees.  Standing over him, he hit Nick all over his face and head with
his rock-hard, hairy prick.

"You wanna play with my big dick, don't you, Sexy?  Suck it, l'il boy," Ben
ordered.

Nick ran his cheek up and down the length of the shaft, making Ben's legs
quiver from the silky sensation.  When he reached the head, he flicked his
tongue rapidly, like a bird's beating wings, all around the ridge and piss
slit.  Ben reacted like an animal, howling and grasping at Nick's hair and
ears.

"Aw Jesus, this is my favorite thing in the world to see, a cute, little
boy's face looking up at me with my cock in his mouth...so fucking hot, so
beautiful..." he said.

Nick opened his mouth wider, got a lip-lock on it, and started rhythmically
bobbing his head up and down Ben's dick.  The faster and harder he sucked,
the better Ben liked it.

"Fuck, you're good," Ben muttered.  "I've never had a little kid who knew
so much..."  He sighed loudly.

Releasing Ben's cock from his hungry mouth, Nick started jerking him off as
he licked his would-be molester's fat, furry balls.

"Jesus...!" Ben gasped.  "Stop, stop, Sexy, you'll make me cum..."

He hauled Nick up to his feet and they wrapped their arms around each
other, Ben gluing his mouth to Nick's.  Their hard cocks were pressed
against their bellies, one surrounded by a huge forest of coarse pubic
hair, the other lightly fringed with fine, silky curls.

Sam began moving around the room, filming from various angles, while I
stayed fairly stationary due to the bulkier camera equipment I was using.

They continued making out as Sam got on the bed to film their mouths in
close-up, tongues flashing, saliva dribbling, skin chafing.  Ben's beard
was burning Nick's tender face, but neither of them cared.

Ben withdrew his mouth from Nick's and began to lick his sweaty forehead
and hairline.

Without warning, be shoved Nick backwards onto the bed and told him he
couldn't wait any longer.

"I gotta have that ass NOW," he snarled, still drunk but amped on coke and
Molly.

Ben had Nick lay flat on his back as he hurried to get between his legs,
his eyes blazing with a crazy, half-demented glassiness that made him look
even more perverted, more depraved.  It thrilled and amused me.  I was
grinning like an idiot.

Leaning over him, Ben sucked Nick's stiffy until the boy was going out of
his head.  Just when it seemed that Nick couldn't hold back from cumming,
Ben spat out Nick's cock and immediately hocked a wad of spit into his
hand.  Slathering his huge, pulsing erection with it, he then raised Nick's
legs and spat directly on his asshole.

Now on the brink of realizing his fantasy, Ben aimed his hairy dick at the
tender hole and then draped himself over Nick's body, shoving his writhing
tongue deep into my son's mouth, as he pushed forward and slid his cock all
the way up Nick's ass.

Nick screamed into Ben's mouth repeatedly but his shrieks were muffled by
their rough kiss.  A smart move on Ben's part, I thought, part of a
practiced technique for fucking little kids.  Within a minute or two, Nick
got accustomed to being stuffed with hard prick, and Ben released his kiss.
He started grinding away, thrusting slowly and gently at first, but quickly
picking up speed and force, the incredible sensations making him oblivious
to anything but The Fuck.

I liked how he fucked my son and began imagining me and Ben fucking each
other senseless.  He'd said he wasn't into fucking around with guys, but I
knew how easy it was to talk a dude into it, especially if he was drunk or
stoned.  I had no worries on that account.

The pervert in me wanted to make Nick suck my cock while Ben fucked his
ass, both of us simultaneously using my son for our selfish pleasure.  The
idea was so hot to me, so taboo and unnatural, that it took all my
willpower to force myself to stay behind the camera.

Ben's furry ass caught the light and gleamed like gold, bucking and
thrusting, rolling and rocking Nick with every thundering thrust.  I
couldn't see his asshole even when he pulled back and exposed it, so
covered by hair it was.  I wanted to stick my face in his ass so bad, to be
half- smothered in that thick, no doubt fragrant fur.

Sam was at the head of the bed filming Ben's face as he fucked in ecstasy,
then down to Nick's as he responded to Ben's movements.

Ben reared back to gaze at his greasy-looking shaft plunge in and out of
Nick's tight anus.  Grunting like a pig, Nick propped himself up on his
elbow, his other hand stroking Ben's fur-covered chest, pinching and
twisting his nipples.

"Pull out, I wanna suck it," Nick said, his voice breathless and shaking
from the rhythmic fucking.

Groaning deliriously as he withdrew and straddled Nick's chest, Ben rubbed
his befouled cock all over Nick's face before sticking it in his mouth.

Nick hummed and sighed as he savored the smell and taste of his ass on
Ben's rigid prick.  When he'd had his fill, he pulled his head back and
smiled, licking his lips and all around his mouth, as far as his
bubblegum-pink tongue could reach.

"You like it nasty, don'cha?" Ben purred, delighted.

Nick laughed without answering, then quickly flopped over and got up on
all-fours.

"Do me doggy-style!" he chirped, grinning an adorable, drug-blurred smile.
Then he panted rapidly, pretending to be a dog, giggling like a sweet,
little urchin.

Nick's giggling stopped abruptly as Ben again impaled him with his cock.
His big hands roamed over Nick's little body, thick fingers digging into
young flesh and leaving angry red marks to fade.

Sam got off the bed and circled it, being careful to stay out of my
camera's view.  Kneeling at the side of the squeaking, rocking bed, he slid
his arm holding his camera under Nick, panning from Nick's face down to his
spread legs, catching Ben's hairy thighs and balls slamming into his little
brother's tormented ass, all shot from below.

(We later discovered how much great footage Sam was shooting, and when
edited together with my camera's footage, we had an incredible 45-minute
video that I later sold copies of online through the Dark Web.)

Sliding his camera out from under Nick, Sam then moved to Ben's side and
filmed the loud, frenzied action in profile.

"I'm fuckin' your ass, little boy.  I'm gonna fuckin' shoot my sperm up
your ass and get you pregnant...say how old you are, how young you are, say
it, say it..." Ben panted out.

"I'm 12 years old, you fuckin' Perv, I'm only 12; I'm just a little kid and
you're raping my virgin ass, you sick pervert; you're pounding my little
ass with that huge, fucking hairy dick, getting ready to squirt your hot
cum in my guts!" Nick slurred back at him, clearly in the throes of a great
fuck.  I couldn't believe how into it Nick was, how unhinged he was
getting.

Of course, Nick's ass wasn't virgin at all, but Ben didn't realize it yet,
and so Nick's words stoked his fuck-lust dangerously higher.

The room felt hot and stuffy, and all I could smell was their combined
odors -- earthy assholes, youthful sweat, and Ben's nasty perfumed body
spray.

Ben began to growl deep in his throat, a rhythmic, animalistic sound
promising to become a roar.  Nick started whimpering and sighing in his
girlish voice.  Their combined vocalizations came faster and louder.

Suddenly, Ben started babbling.

"Ooooh, oooh, oooh I'm gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck,
awwww fuuuuck, Jesus fucking Christ, FUCK!" he bellowed, stabbing into Nick
like he was trying to kill him, clenching his ass muscles so many times
that excess cum started dripping out of Nick's topped-off asshole.

"Suck my ass!" Nick barked at him, Ben still buried to the hilt, spilling
his final drops of jizz.

Ben nearly toppled backwards off of Nick as he pulled his dirty prick out
of the dripping hole.  But he regained his balance and crouched down to
lick his cum up, what was spilling out of Nick's ass, and what was still
held within.

After a few good licks, and some light sucking, Nick said, "Lay on your
back!"

Like a zombie, Ben flopped down on the bed.  Nick moved to squat over his
head.  I knew what was coming, but Ben was still dazed from his monumental
orgasm, half-befuddled.  All he could do was obey.

"Open your mouth and keep it open!" Nick barked.

He did as Nick demanded, and the second he did, Nick squatted just a few
inches above his wide-open mouth.

A sharp, short burst of cum shot out of his asshole and spattered Ben's
beard and mouth, some of it landing on his tongue.

"You like that, Perv?  Huh?  You like that?  Yeah, you fuckin' love that,
don't you, you sick fuck!"  Nick was getting off on dominating Ben, it was
evident.

He bore down again, his face reddening for an instant, and two successive
squirts of mucky sperm blasted directly into Ben's mouth, forcing him to
swallow.

Nick cackled like a smutty little boy.  Ben was loudly moaning and rolling
his head back and forth slowly as more dirty cum shot out of Nick's wet,
farting hole.

Beige semen glistened in streaks and splotches all over Ben's face and
chest, dotting the pillow under his head.

Nick squatted even lower and pressed his goopy hole to Ben's mouth, rubbing
his slimy ass over the man's sticky beard, already redolent with ass-cum.

"Look at yourself, you fuckin' pig," Nick said softly, massaging the smelly
cum into Ben's beard.  "You fuckin' stink, Perv; you stink good now.  And
don't ever come here wearing perfume again, understand?  I wanna smell your
sweat, so no soap or scented anything.  And don't shower for a day or two,
either, next time."

Ben's eyes got huge with delighted surprise when he heard those magic
words, "next time".

"OK!  No problem.  If you want me to stink, I'll stink," he said, both of
them laughing.

I wasn't really surprised to hear Nick instruct Ben on how he wanted him to
prep for future fuck sessions, not after witnessing them together.  Nick
had obviously enjoyed himself and was now eager to be sexual with his
mother's boyfriend.  A clever kid, I knew Nick saw the perverse irony of
their coupling.

"Wanna go again?" he asked Nick.

"Lemme take a turn," I said, stepping away from the camera.

Ben looked at me in surprise, then shrugged.

"He's your kid, go for it.  Just leave some for me."

He moved away and I positioned myself as Nick threw his legs in the air.

"C'mon, Dad.  Show him how you do it," he said, pushing out his little ass
for me to use.

I shoved in up to the hilt and immediately felt my prick sliding in what
was left of Ben's cum, slippery and warm.

"I'm fucking in your cum, bro," I said to Ben, as I picked up my pace.
"Feels awesome."

It took only a couple of minutes before I filled Nick's guts with a monster
load.  As I pulled out, Sam was at my side and took my place.

"Next," he barked, already halfway inside his little brother.

Sam rolled Nick onto his side and flung a leg over him for better
fuck-leverage.

As he pounded away at Nick's hole, I moved to Ben's side, both of us
watching the boys fuck.

My cock was still hard and slippery with ass slime as I stroked myself
slowly.  When I stopped to smell and lick my sticky hand, I could see Ben
repeatedly glance over at me, fascinated by what I was doing.

"You're a bigger perv than I am," he whispered to me, grinning.  Both of us
quietly chuckled, bonding like brothers, now.

"A guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do," I whispered back.  Both of us
laughed out loud.

Sam had initiated Nick into fucking a few months back, and because he was
Nick's first, besides being brothers, they fucked like lovers.  They knew
each other's bodies and physical turn-ons as well as they knew their own.
It was incredibly hot watching them devour each other.

Clutching his brother tightly, Sam rabbit-fucked Nick until he was ready to
cum.  The headboard was banging against the wall and the mattress was
squeaking like crazy.  Both boys were moaning and panting, encouraging each
other on with dirty talk.

Sam suddenly bellowed, "Fuuuck, you little bitch!" as he bucked brutally
into Nick's ravished ass and shot his hot jizz on top of mine.

As Sam slowed his thrusting and pulled out, we could hear how squishy and
sloppy Nick's ass was, with two massive loads and the remnants of Ben's now
inside it.

Ben stepped forward and without a word stepped up to Nick and slid his cock
in, making cum squelch out of the stuffed hole.

His big, hairy bulk shivered slightly as he began to thrust.

"Aw, fucking Christ!  So wet and juicy, so much fuckin' cum...feels so
amazing..."  He was smiling like a baby.

After only a dozen thrusts or so, Nick yelped out and a thin jet of cum
arced out of his cock and landed on Ben's belly, caught in the hair that
covered it.

When Ben saw Nick cum, he shouted and roared and bucked hard into Nick,
flooding his full guts with another wave of semen.

Thoroughly spent, be backed away from Nick and nearly fell on his ass, but
I caught him before he toppled and steadied him.  He leaned against the
wall and sighed deeply, then made a satiated growling noise deep in his
throat.  I dropped to my knees, took his filthy cock in my mouth, and
sucked it clean.

When I stood up, he just smiled and looked at me through half-mast eyelids.

Sam was already sucking Nick's asshole, so I pulled Ben away from the wall
and over to the bed.

I nudged Sam out of the way and knelt down to glue my mouth to Nick's
enflamed shitter, sucking out thick globs of seedy gruel, our sacred
mingled loads, feeling it slowly slide down my throat as I swallowed.

Ben was ready for his turn, and as I got off my knees, he was dropping to
his, anxious to taste a new cocktail.

Being our guest, I let him suck out as much as he wanted, even though I was
craving another taste.  Sam was still hungry for more, too, but we let Ben
fill his belly.

When he backed off, Nick said, "Nobody fed me any!"

Charmed to his core, Ben chuckled and said, "Awww...", while I pushed him
out of the way and sucked a decent mouthful out of Nick's ass, most of what
was left.

Bringing my face to his, I stuck my tongue out and let the ass-cum roll off
into Nick's gaping mouth.  Some of it dripped onto his chin, so I swiped it
up on my finger and let him suck it off.  Finishing-up his feeding, I stuck
my tongue in his hungry mouth so he could suck off what was left of it.

"Awesome!" Nick chirped, grinning like a dirty monkey.

All of us were wiped-out and just about ready to pass out for the night.
But when I looked at the clock, it was only 11 p.m.  We still had a good
hour before Nick's midnight bedtime, so I told Sam I wanted to fuck him.

"Damn, about time, dude!" he laughed.  "I need to get fucked BAD after
watching these two go at it," he added, gesturing to Nick and Ben.  "And
then I'll fuck you."

Nick was off the bed, wiping his ass with the roll of toilet paper we
always kept at our bedsides.  After wiping, he looked at the crumpled
tissue, sniffed it in assessment, and tossed it on the floor.  Boys!

Ben had been watching him, too, getting hard again from what he saw.

"Wanna fuck me, Sexy?" he asked hopefully.

Nick shrugged.  "Yeah, I guess.  Get on your back."

Ben took one side of the bed, as Sam had already taken the other, Ben on
his back, Sam on his knees.

Nick climbed back onto the bed and pushed Ben's legs apart so he could
spear his asshole.  His stiff prick looked somehow bigger, as if the past
hours had forced instant growth.  It even seemed as though his pubes had
grown darker and a bit thicker.  I figured it was just the drugs in my
system.

Sam had lubed his hole already and impatiently told me to hurry up.  I took
my place on the bed, hiking his hips up so I could get at his hairy
asshole.

Pausing before shoving into him, I fingered Sam while watching Nick eat out
Ben's hair-covered asshole.

Nick seemed to relish rubbing his face and head all over Ben's furry ass
and crotch.

"It's like playing with a stuffed animal!" he giggled, as he got into
position between Ben's legs.  He had to actually part with his fingers the
hair that surrounded Ben's hole, in order to see it and aim his dick at it.

Ben groaned softly as Nick pushed into his ass and started bucking his bony
hips back and forth, grunting and huffing as he fucked.

"You gonna marry my mom?  You gonna be my new daddy?  Huh?" he asked as he
slammed hard into Ben.

"Aw, hell yeah, I wanna be your daddy..." Ben sighed.  "Fuck me, son."

"You wanna fuck my mom right after fucking me, don't `cha?  You'd like
that, huh?"

Ben squealed with perverted glee.

"Fuck yeah!" he shouted.

Nick collapsed on top of Ben, his whole body now sliding over thick fur.
He shoved his squirmy pink tongue into Ben's panting mouth as his pale
little ass pumped faster and harder.

When he was close to cumming, he pulled out, straddled Ben's chest, and
shoved his dick in his mouth.

Ben spontaneously shot his load as soon as he started sucking Nick's cock,
fresh from his ass.  I was surprised he had any cum left in him, but a
couple of nice, twisty ropes spurted out and caught in the hair covering
his belly.

Nick suddenly pulled out of Ben's mouth and stuck his dick into his thick
beard.  He grunted and gasped a few times as he ejaculated, and when he
pulled his dick out, I could see a wet pearl of cum on the tip of it.

He laid on top of Ben again and they made out until Sam and I were through.

When I was ready to start fucking Sam, I bent him forward a bit and shoved
into him until my pubes were grinding against his ass.  As I started
thrusting, I leaned back and pulled him with me, ending up mostly on my
back with Sam on top of me, the back of his head level with my face.

My hands roamed over his wiry body as his potent sweat dripped onto my arms
while I mauled his chest and nipples.

"Fuck my ass, dude; yeah, own that ass!" Sam barked out.  I really plowed
into him, making the bed bounce.

"Aw, fuck yeah!  You fuckin' cocksucker, pound it harder!" he yelled.

"Shut your fuckin' mouth, bitch!" I shouted back, getting him in a choke
hold as I fucked harder.

We were putting on a show for Ben's benefit, one we enjoyed performing for
audiences.  We called it `mean fucking', which meant rough sex and talking
smack to each other.

"Rape my ass, pervert...aw FUCK!...you been rapin' me since I was a fuckin'
baby, you filthy faggot piece of shit!"

I almost laughed; we made up nasty shit like this all the time when we
`mean fucked'.

I grabbed his flopping balls and gave them a sharp slap, making him howl
and grit his teeth.  He elbowed me hard in the ribs, so I bit down on his
shoulder, as hard as I could without drawing blood.

By now, we were nearly wrestling as I continued punching his guts with my
prick.

Clutching him tight against my sweaty chest, I licked and sucked the
sweat-drenched skin of his upper back, bit and yanked at his dank-smelling
hair, finally moving to his neck and giving him a huge hickey as I started
unloading in his ass.

I slammed into him as hard as I could, making him moan with every brutal
jab.  I bit his ear and laughed in it.

Just as I finished draining my nuts, Sam pulled off me and lunged forward
to shoot his load all over Ben's face.  It was a big one, with blast after
blast of hot ball-juice frosting him from the top of his head to the bottom
of his beard.

Ben hadn't been expecting to get a facial, and at first he tried to move
away.  But once the second rope slashed his face from his eyebrow to his
lower lip, he stuck out his tongue and tried to catch as much of it as he
could.

Sam laughed as he unloaded, and thwacked his hard cock against Ben's eyes,
almost as if he were trying to blacken them.

"Surprise, fag!" he cackled into Ben's slimy face.

Nick joined in laughing at the mess Sam had made of Ben's face and scooted
out of the way as Sam clambered over Ben, straddled his chest, leaned over
on all fours, and shoved his sweaty ass in Ben's face.

"Should I dump J.J.'s load on your face, or you gonna suck it out?" he
asked Ben.

Face dripping with cum, Ben pulled Sam's ass closer and pressed his mouth
to his fuckhole.  I could hear a wet burble as he sucked lustily.

"Bro, that's my nut you're suckin' out of his ass," I said, not sure he was
even aware of whose cum he was sucking out of whose ass any longer.

He shoved Sam off him when he was through, looking overwhelmed and vaguely
disgusted, then started swiping at his cum-covered face.

"No, lemme!" Nick yelped and began licking Ben's face clean.  Sam snorted
derisively, but I noticed he quickly joined in on clean-up duty.  I just
watched, grinning and fondling my half-hard cock.

It had been quite an evening.  Eye-opening.

It was close to midnight by the time the kids were through cleaning Ben up.

"Bedtime, Nick.  You too, Sam," I said, to which they both groaned.

"Aww!  I'm not sleepy at all!" Nick protested.

"Too bad.  You've both got school tomorrow," I said.

Sam rolled his eyes and sneered.

"That's bullshit," he said, and then belched loudly.

He gave a short, snarky laugh and said, "Hah, I tasted cum!"

Reluctantly, Nick sat up and got off the bed.

"Take a shower if you want, guys, up to you," I added.

"Are you gonna?" Nick asked.

"Nah," I answered with a crooked grin.  "I'm good."

Sam just laughed and said, "Nah," when we looked at him.  "Shower, why?"

"Let's all stay stinky!" Nick chirped, like it was great, good fun.

Ben had roused himself and was gathering up his clothes from the chair
where I'd placed them earlier.

"I'm gonna need to shower either tonight or early in the morning.  I have
meetings," he said.

"Suit yourself.  Why don't we let these knuckleheads get ready for bed
while we have a nightcap, and then you can decide about the shower?" I
suggested.  I wasn't quite through with him yet.

"Right," he agreed.

Then, turning to the boys, he stared at them a moment and then laughed.

"Uhh...thanks??"  He laughed again, almost shyly.

"Tonight was...it was...just..."  And, here he paused, searching for the
right words, his big, hairy hands gesturing feebly.

"...probably the best night of my life.  Incredible.  Just fucking
incredible."

No one said a word.  We all just stared at him.

Nick broke the deep silence.

"Wanna sleep in my bed?  Come sleep with me!"  He giggled, embarrassed by
his own childish enthusiasm.  "It'd be like cuddling with a giant teddy
bear!"

Ben beamed at him and laughed loudly.

"Another dream come true, Sexy.  Of course, I'll sleep with you!  I'll slip
into bed next to you when I'm through having a drink with your dad," he
said, pulling Nick close to him and rumpling his hair.

"Can't promise I won't wake you up, though," he added, giving Nick a wink.

"That's OK, just hurry up," Nick said, and scampered out the door towards
the bathroom.

Sam stretched sexily and yawned, then lowered his arms and scratched his
hairy nuts.

"Phew, it's ripe in here, yeah?  Or maybe it's me I'm smellin'.  Whatever.
OK, I'm goin' to bed.  Hit me up when you're done, dude," he said to me as
he careened down the hall to our room.

Ben and I went into the living room and got comfortable.  He sprawled
himself on the sofa, and I flopped onto the nearby mattress, directly at
his side.

"You really gonna shower tonight?" I asked him quizzically, as if I thought
it was a strange idea.

"Huh?"

"What for?  You smell good `n' nasty, why wash it off now?"

He chuckled and smiled, waiting for me to continue.

"Aren't you into smells?  I thought all perverts were into smells of some
kind," I said, teasing him a bit.

He laughed.  "That would include you, too, then."

"That would include me, too, yes," I said, smiling and nodding
emphatically.

He smiled and nodded back.

"None of you use deodorant; I couldn't help but notice," he ventured.

"Nah, we hate all that perfumey shit.  Nothing but natural sweat stink for
us.  We like it, all of us," I explained.

"Yeah; adds to the fuel, I guess," he replied.

"It does for us, anyway."

I got up and went into the kitchen to pour our whiskey, motioning for him
to follow me.

I opened the bottle and took a good swig, sloshed it around in my mouth,
gargled briefly, and then spit it in the sink.

Handing the bottle to him, I said, "After eating ass all night, I like to
rinse my mouth out.  Get rid of anything nasty.  You know."

He tilted the bottle back and did the same.

I poured out our drinks, grabbed the bottle, and then we headed back into
the living room.

This time, I sat myself on one end of the sofa as Ben took the other.  We
nursed our whiskey while we talked.

"I gotta say, I envy the set-up you got goin' here," he said, leaning back
into the sofa and getting comfortable.

"Yeah, it's pretty sweet," I answered, examining him closely.

"Man, I got a million questions I wanna ask..." he began.

"Same here," I interrupted.

We suddenly giggled like two schoolgirls realizing we had much in common,
anxious to hear each other's stories and adventures.

He shifted in his seat.

"Ok, well, uhm...what about Leda?" he said.

I wondered when he'd bring her up.

"My daughter, yeah; what about her?"

"Does she, uh...I mean, does she know about...what does she...?"

I laughed at his fumbling.

"Oh yeah, she knows.  She's cool with it all.  She's a great little fuck,
by the way," I said, bragging a bit.  "Tight little pussy, hoo-boy!"

His eyebrows rose, and his face lit up.

"Have you tried getting with her, too?" I asked, excitement in my voice.

He chuckled and shook his head `no'.

"Not yet, but she's on my list.  I've been too preoccupied with Nick," he
said, adjusting his hairy, bloated cock, resting it on his furry thigh.

"She'll fuck you.  Guaranteed.  She told me she thinks you're
handsome-but-scary!"  We both laughed loudly.

"Hah!  Scary, huh?  Hell, I'm not scary, am I??"

We were both laughing hard, drunk and fuck-happy.

"Beats me; ask the kids you've fucked!"

We both guffawed and leaned into each other.  I could smell his sex stink,
and I knew he could smell mine.

Now it was my turn for a question.

"I thought you weren't into messing around with guys...?"

"I'm not!  Not until tonight, at least; until you guys.  But, ya know, I
really got into it; I liked it. Weird," he said, genuinely bemused.

"I mean, there's always been boys, of course; I need `em young, whenever I
can get one.  But older, grown-up guys?  Nah, never before."  He paused and
looked at me openly.

"You're really good-looking.  And you're sexy," he murmured.

He continued to stare at me warmly, his eyes slowly molesting every inch of
my body.

I sprawled back in all my naked, sex-slimed, drugged-out glory, silently
daring him to do whatever he wanted.

"How old are you, anyway?" he asked.

"27; 28, soon," I answered.  "How about you?"

"34.  Just turned.  Man, if I passed you on the street I would never think
you were that old; I would have guessed around 19.  20, tops.  You look
really young.  In fact, when I first got here and you answered the door, I
thought you must be Sam, but you were way too hairy to be 15, so..."  He
chuckled.  "I was totally confused, at first."

Laughing, I said, "Yeah, I still get carded all the time.  Everybody thinks
me and Sam are brothers, so we just let it slide.  Sam's finally starting
to look his age, though, his face is starting to get more angular.  He
almost looks 15 now."

We finished our drinks, and I poured out more.

"So, when, how, you know, did you guys all start...? he asked.

I gave a long sigh and quietly chuckled, signaling that it was a long
story.

I filled him in on how it all came to pass but left out a lot of info he
didn't need to know about.  I wasn't sure how far I could trust him, yet.

He told me a lot about himself, too, that he'd been married before and had
two kids of his own.  He seemed a bit reluctant to talk about them much, so
I let it drop.

What really got him excited was when I started talking about getting Jenny
pregnant when we were kids.  He made me go over and over how I got her
knocked-up with Sam when I was only 12-years old.

When I told him I barely raised any of the kids and had spent most of my
time getting stoned and skating with buddies, always on the look-out for
pussy, too young to fulfill my fatherly obligations and completely
uninterested in being a dad, anyway, he started fondling his bloating
prick.

"That's hot," he muttered.  "You were a Bad Boy.  Still are, huh?"

"I guess," I laughed, cupping my greasy balls and fingering my asshole.

Suddenly, he sat up straight and said, "Wait, does Jenny -- ?"

I laughed.  "Nah, Christ no!  Jenny's completely in the dark, she doesn't
know anything.  And that's how it's gonna stay."

"Absolutely," he hurriedly agreed.

There was a pause in the conversation as we both continued playing with
ourselves and watching each other.

I finally stretched my leg out and nudged his thigh with my foot, as if to
get his attention.  And then I started rubbing it, almost imperceptibly.

"So, dude, you should get Jenny to marry you, then you could fuck around
with us whenever you wanted!  I could turn you on to so many kids, dude, we
got a constant stream of `em coming through here all the time," I said,
stoking his libido, stoking my own.

We were both laughing excitedly, loud and drunk, shushing each other until
we erupted again.

"Yeah, I could sneak over after being with Jenny, or even before I went
over there...I could fuck Nick and then go fuck Jenny right after...damn,
that's hot!" he said.

"Hell yeah," I chimed in, "bein' sneaky is fuckin' hot, bro!  Me and Sam
are masters at it; all my kids are, really.  Sneakin' around makes it
better, hotter."

He placed his arm on my leg tentatively, then started lightly rubbing it
while he stroked his hard dick.

"Yeah, you'd fuck Nick and then fuck his mother with your dirty cock," I
said breathily, turning myself on with what I was saying.  "Your prick
would still be all greasy and stinky from his ass..."

He gasped softly and made a low moan.

"I'd eat her pussy while I jacked my dick and my hand would smell like his
ass..." he added.

"...and you'd cover her mouth and make her lick your fuckin' stinky hand
clean as you shoved into that fuckin' wet cunt...licking her son's
ass-slime off your hand...fuck, that's hot," I whispered.

"So fuckin' hot...I'd make her suck my cock, too, make her taste Nick's ass
without even realizing it, hah!" he cackled.

"Fuck yeah!  That bitch would be fuckin' screaming from you fuckin' her so
good, and all the time you'd be imagining you were fuckin' her little boy's
ass, that hot, little, fuckin' ass just waiting for you to come fuck it and
fuck it and fuck it some more, all spread open and ready for that big,
god-damned, fuckin' hairy cock...fuck, you're a nasty perv..."

We both laughed and moaned simultaneously, a deeply depraved, joyful sound.

"Fuuuuuck...!" he groaned.  "You're damned good at talkin' dirty!  Whew,
you got me sweatin'..."

"You should go over to Jenny's right now, dude, and rape that pussy, bro,
right now, while you're all sweaty and stinkin' like cum and ass, like a
fuckin' roadside toilet...your fuckin' beard's all damp and stiff with
Nick's load, dried cum all over your fuckin' sexy, hairy body, all over
your fuckin' face..."

Both of us were juiced-up to the max, our fists and fingers pounding and
playing away.

"And you'd be there, too, and we'd both fuck her, take turns filling her
cunt with huge fuckin' jizz loads..." he continued.

"Hell yeah we'd be fucking in each other's cum....and while you fucked her
cunt, I'd force-fuck her face and make her suck Sam's ass-juice off my
dick, just like you made her suck Nick's off yours; then I'd go wake up
Leda and fuck her in the ass until you were through with Jenny and joined
us and then we'd double-fuck Leda, split that little-girl cunt wide open
with our big, filthy pricks, dude..." I added, effortlessly.

"Awww, Jesus!...watchin' you fuck your little girl...oh, man!...make her
scream and moan like a baby whore..."

"Hell yeah, bro, like a fuckin' little slut, she'd be beggin' us to get her
pregnant, beggin' me to knock her up with a kid, another little boy for us
to fuck...my fuckin' ass would be a blur I'd be poundin' her so hard..."

"Fuck yeah, your ass slammin' into her pussy, that hairy crack all sweaty,
showin' off your hole..."

Now I had him where I wanted him.  Stroking my ramrod-hard cock with one
hand, and caressing my ass with the other, I got up and moved to the
mattress, leaned over it and fucked my fist like it was Leda's cunt,
feeling the cool air beat against my shitter with every back-thrust.

"...and you'd get behind me and fuck it, you'd fuck that hole, dude...hell
yeah, you'd fuck my hairy asshole like a fuckin' beast...!"

I spread my legs wide and braced myself on the mattress, bouncing up and
down as I squatted, giving him an eyeful of my puckering shithole.  He
drunkenly moved off the sofa and lumbered up behind me.

"Smell my ass," I snarled, "stick your face in it and sniff all around
it...smell it real good."

Looking over my shoulder, I saw him drop to his knees, his eyes fixed on my
deep-pink, smelly rosebud surrounded by thick, black hair, glistening with
a sheen of slime and sweat.

Before he smelled my hole, he gingerly rubbed it few times before probing
it with his nose.

At first, he gave it only a quick sniff, then a few more.  Finally, liking
what he smelled, he took a long, luxurious inhalation, filling himself with
the sweetly earthy stink of my ass.

"Ohhhh, god...oh, my god..." I heard him quietly whimper to himself.

"Hell yeah, I told you, my ass is so fuckin' good, I love my ass smell,
can't ever get enough of it, dude..."  I was babbling, grinding all over
his nose and chin.

"Fuckin' amazing your ass is fuckin' delicious never would have thought oh
god fuck your ass I fuckin love it man I love your ass I wanna fuck you I
gotta have that hot ass...ohhh fuck let me have it let me fuck you..." he
whined and chanted into my crack.

I answered by clasping the back of his head, trapping him in my ass, nearly
suffocating him.

When I let go of him, he stood up, hugging me tight to his sweaty, hairy
body.  He leaned his face over my shoulder as I turned my head towards him,
his tongue searching for my mouth.

I could smell my ass on his panting breath, and when our mouths met, I
could taste it, too.  Sucking his tongue, raking my teeth over it, I could
almost imagine I'd been devouring my own savory shitter.

"You fuckin' reek, dude...all I can smell is how dirty you are...sweaty,
cummy...fuck, that's good," I breathed into his face.

"You're makin' me crazy, man...you're so hot, you're so fuckin' nasty and
hot..."

"I wanna feel that fuckin' dick plow my hot ass fuck me hard like animals
we'll fuck like animals like dogs yeah c'mon and rape my ass you fuckin'
beast, fuck me like I'm 12!"

He let go of me and gave me a light shove onto the mattress.  I got on
all-fours and pushed my hungry ass out, slowly rotating my hips so it was
on full display.

He grasped his hard prick in one hand and aimed it at my quivering asshole,
grabbed my hair in his other hand, then leaned over me and slowly shoved
his cock up my ass.

"Ahhhhh, fuck," I moaned, happy to feel him filling me.  He tightened his
hairy arms around my chest.

With slow, deep thrusts he filled my guts and panted into my ear, nuzzling
it with his coarse beard and licking it with the tip of his tongue.

"Ohhh, my god, so good...feels so warm and slick...you're so hot inside..."

"Pound it, you fuck..." I moaned like a whore.

He didn't last long.  When he was ready to cum he laid right on top of me
and filled my guts with his sperm, huffing and growling.

He rolled off me and lay on his back, humming with satisfaction.

I got on my knees and stroked out my load, a series of cum blasts that
soaked his face and chest.

I licked off most of it and fed it to him.

"Nick's probably waiting for you, bro," I said, grinning at him.

"Yeah.  I almost hope he's asleep; I'm fuckin' drained.  And wasted."

He reached out a big, hairy arm and pulled me closer to his side.

"That was amazing.  I can't believe how hot you are, how unhinged you got
me!" he laughed.

"Yeah, it was fun.  We make good fuck buddies," I said.  "Next time, I fuck
you."

He just smiled and cocked an eyebrow.

"Hmmm, we'll see."

"No," I stated, "I WILL fuck you.  And afterwards you'll be begging me for
more.  Guaranteed."

He smiled again.

"All right.  Next time."

He surprised me by suddenly kissing me, then gently biting my lower lip.  I
wasn't expecting such tenderness and it made me chuckle.

He dragged himself off the mattress and went to find Nick's bed.

"He's sleeping in the bedroom we were just in," I said as he reached the
hallway.

He turned and grinned, then disappeared down the hall.

I washed my dick in the bathroom, then poured some whiskey on it as a final
disinfectant.  Sam loved it when I'd do that.

On my way to our bedroom, I could hear Nick and Ben whispering together,
then giggling.  Then they both yawned.

Sam was already asleep, sprawled out on his stomach, saliva trickling from
his mouth onto the pillow.  His fuzzy ass cheeks had dried cum all over
them, and his hole looked red from the rough fuck I had given him.

As I climbed into bed next to him, he mumbled something and shifted his
body, his ass now turned towards me.  I scooted down and lightly licked the
dried cum patches off his hairy ass, all without waking him.

It was close to 3 a.m. when I last looked at the alarm clock.  I wondered
if I'd see Ben in the morning or if he'd already have taken off.  Or would
he still be crashed out beside Nick?

I smiled, rolled over, and spooned with my polluted son.