Date: Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:20:18 -0700 (PDT) From: Charles Rascal Subject: Justin & Terry Jack Off - A Family Affair - Part Two Justin raced in the door after school, dropped his backpack, and ran to the kitchen where his mother was stirring something on the stove. He cried out, "Mommy!" and she turned and smiled. "Home so soon, honey?" "Yeah, remember, we had an early day today." He grabbed her face with both of his hands, pulled her down to him, and gave her a long, passionate kiss, feeding her his tongue and sucking on hers. She finally pulled away and smiled down at her little boy. "Well, for a boy who got sucked dry by your father just this morning, you seem like a horny little fucker!" Justin grinned. "C'mon, Mommy, let's not waste any time. I want to eat your cunt and fuck you good. I get you all to myself, for once!" "Okay, sweetie, let me turn this down low and we'll go upstairs." She reached for and slowly stroked the bulge in the front of his shorts. "Ummm, I can never get enough of your cock! I swear my pussy is twitching just thinking about a good, rough fuck from my little Justin! A lot of women would be jealous if they knew my little boys are constantly ramming their cocks in me, their own mother!" "Oh, yeah, mommy. I don't know any boys who get to fuck their moms, but I bet a lot of them would like to. Terry knows this kid at school who talks about smelling his mom's dirty panties.. Ha! That's nothin'. I smell yours, too, and wear them sometimes and beat off in 'em. But, mommy, the best of all? I can never get enough of my mother's cunt! And these wonderful tits!" He rubbed his hands over her chest and leaned over and kissed her blouse, right on the large breasts. "Damn, I'm so horny. Let's go! I've been thinking about your pussy all day!!" Margie took his hand and let him lead her up the stairs. She smiled again. She loved getting fucked by her husband and by both of her two boys and by this man and that man and this boy and that one. The whole family was alike - no one could get enough! Justin helped her slip off her top, exposing her breasts. "Mommy, you don't have a bra on!" "Yes, sweetheart, Brad stopped by a couple of hours ago and did me and I just didn't put it back on. See, this one's a little red from where he sucked me so hard." "I can't wait until I'm in high school and can drive! Brad has it nice. He can stop by here on his long break and fuck you and go back to school! When I can drive and leave school at lunch, I'll be going all over the place, fucking and sucking everybody!! Brad is one lucky fuck!" "Oh, Justin, now, he's a nice boy. You know how much he loves you." "Yeah, we've had a lot of fun together, too!" Justin said. "I'm just jealous, even though I'm gonna get you now. But you're my mom and you belong to me, not to all the high school boys!" "He came over here by himself today. That black kid who fucked me the other time wasn't with him.." "Oh, that's Darren. Yeah, I remember that. Remember? I got to watch them gang-bang you." His mother nodded, then rubbed her breasts, holding them out for her eleven-year-old to touch and kiss. He lightly sucked on one nipple, then the other. Only a few years ago, he was sucking these for the milk she had and now he was sucking them, most of the time, while having his cock inside her vagina, shooting his umpteenth load of semen inside of her. She had had him breast feed as long as possible, enjoying the feeling, allowing him to suck and suck until she had to give it to him out of a cup. He helped her remove her shorts, then insisted on taking off her panties himself. After removing them, he smelled them, kissing the inside of the crotch area, and licking it. He pulled off his T-shirt and she gently ran her hand across his chest. "Come here, baby. Let mommy suck your tits before you start to suck mine, OK?" She lay down on the bed, the covers still rumpled from her noon-time fuck from the 16-year-old, one of her newer lovers. Justin dropped his shorts and stood close to the bed so she could pull down his boxers and have his hard cock flip up and hit her face. She grinned. He loved doing that, she knew, and she would make sure her face was positioned so it would be slapped by this beautiful cock that was only eleven years old but which had fucked her and her other son countless times over the past year. Justin felt her pussy hair, slowly rubbing it. She moved over to make room for him and he lay down, scooting up beside her, kissing her again, and she ran her hand over his 11-year-old smooth chest, beautiful clear skin, almost interrupted by the two hard nipples. She leaned over and sucked on the nearer one, eliciting a gasp out of her little boy. Terry, her other little boy, still at his school, had squatted over her this morning and fucked her face, giving up a splashing of jizz in her mouth. The parents had enrolled the boys in two different schools this year. One reason was that they could not keep their hands off of each other and had been caught a few times last year by the custodian or a teacher or a tattle-tale student having oral sex (and, one time, anal sex even) in the boys' bathroom or in a darkened room or hallway. On one such occasion, the first time the custodian caught them - and they soon decided to arrange to be caught by him quite a few times - he unzipped his jeans and had both boys suck on his thick, uncut, strong-smelling black cock, allowing one of them to be the lucky boy to get to drink his cum, then he told on them to the principal, conveniently leaving out the part about getting head from them. The principal spanked them, having them pull down their shorts and their briefs, and, after their punishment, he had to masturbate furiously in his private bathroom, thinking of the sight of the beautiful naked white buttocks red from his bare hand's smacks. The sight of a long smear of cum in Justin's crack, which the principal casually wiped with his handkerchief, almost made the man blow his load in his boxers. After the boys left, pretending to be chastened and promising never to do it again (and they weren't caught sucking each other for a whole three weeks), the principal smelled the cum and sucked on the handkerchief to eat all of it before his wild masturbatory session. He stood at the sink, resting on the edge, his pants and boxers on the floor, beating hard, shooting his cum into the sink, a very familiar sight. Almost daily, he beat off in this position, sometimes with one of the younger boys watching him and then taking over the task when the principal nodded to the boy and removed his hand from his cock. It was amazing how talented they could be at such a young age! Another reason for two schools was so that the pool of boys who would end up having sex with one or more of the family would be greatly expanded. This was their dad's idea, as he was frustrated by only having a few boys from their old school to play with. It had paid off. Each boy worked hard at the new school to recruit lovers and each was successful. And, if a boy protested, saying he was not a queer, they would bring him home and their mother would seduce him, taking him on her lap on the couch, and opening her blouse so he could see and feel her breasts. If he were shy, she would take his hands and place them on her and whisper, "Feel my tits, baby. Suck 'em, OK?" and then she would place one hand between his legs and begin to rub him, find his hard-on, and gently squeeze it before she unzipped him and expertly pulled it out of his boxers or over his briefs, with one hand, and began to masturbate him. He would be in shock, and, several minutes later, his shock would have intensified when he was breathing hard, knowing he had sucked her tits, had her suck his cock, and, most mind-boggling of all, he had fucked her and come inside her while she deep-tongue kissed him. When she asked, "Will you come back later this week and fuck me again?" he could only nod, noiselessly, his mouth open. For good measure, she would go down on him again, eating her own juices and strands of his cum, and get him off one more time. For sure, he would come back to the house and, the second time, he would be pleasured by both of the boys' parents. The dad would eat his little ass while he fucked the mom and then, finger-lubed up, the dad would take his virginity from the rear as he had his second-time-in-his-life vaginal intercourse experience. Afterward, the dad would lead him to the shower where he would deep clean him and have the boy hand-wash his still-hard cock, soaping up all of the cum and traces of ass. As they dried off, he would have the boy test his own ability to do a proper washing by sucking on his cock and tell the man if it tasted clean or not. Then the dad would have him check his balls the same way and, finally, spread his cheeks and check all over the area with his tongue and nose, the place where his soapy hands had been minutes before. Of course, all was clean, after a lengthy inspection that the father would not let end too quickly and then the boys' dad would say, in a husky voice, "Get on your knees and suck me dry. Taste a real man's cum!" And he would do it, gulping it down. As he swallowed, the boys' dad would roughly rub the boy's hair and say, "Not a queer, eh? Oh, yes, you are, you little faggot!" He would pull the boy up and give him a long, passionate kiss. "It's OK, son, being queer is wonderful. Just think what great sex you had today. You will come back again, won't you!" and the boy would always nod vigorously and smile. Sometimes, they would take a hold of the dad's cock and lick it and suck it some more. Justin lay there, enjoying his mother's attention to his very sensitive nipples, feeling it was "turn about is fair play," as he spent so much time sucking on hers. Oh, god, it felt so good. She licked them, sucked them, ran her tongue slowly across them, first one then the other, then the first one again. When her hand finally reached for his cock, the head was covered in pre-cum. She used some of it to masturbate him and some she raised to her mouth, then had him suck on her fingers to eat the rest. She lay on her back, a signal that she was ready to take him, and he mounted her, his own mother, sliding his wet cock into her wet pussy, not even bothering this time to finger-fuck her, but rode her for real with his boy cock. He alternated between tongue kissing and sucking her neck and licking down her chest to her breasts and to those wonderful hard nipples. She raised her legs and wrapped them around him, right at the waist, above his pretty ass, and pulled him even closer to her, resulting in his cock penetrating her to the max. She helped him fuck her by slowly pulling him towards her, then easing up, pulling him, easing up. And she squeezed her vagina, closing in against his hard boy cock, in and out. He alternated between kissing her on the mouth and sucking a tit, the same tit he sucked for milk only years before, before he learned that he could suck them, anyway, and before he knew his daddy had milk just as sweet. Having her squeeze his cock, wrap her legs around him, hold on to him, kiss him, offer up her large breasts to him, made him feel closer to her than he could possibly imagine. He was inside her, inside the very area where he spent a lot of time with his mouth and tongue, with his fingers, the same area his brother and his father loved and more and more of his friends came to love. He moaned, a sound of perfect contentment, as he fucked his mother with his cock that was only 11 years old. Unable to keep from ejaculating, he was kissing her when he came, jerking hard, jerking fast, crying out, "Mommy!" and holding on to a breast with each small hand, squeezing them as he continued to jerk until he was done. As he lay on her, sweaty and tired, his eyes closed, he heard the front door open and his brother call out, "Justin! You home already?" Then as Terry came running up the stairs, Justin heard his brother say, "Ah, fuck, you got her first! Well, I'm gonna fill her - I am so damned full of cum. I haven't shot a load since yesterday when Brandon blew me, you know?" "Yeah, baby," his mom called out, stroking Justin's damp hair, his cock still inside her. "We know. The whole neighborhood could have heard you guys making out and blowing each other!" She added, "What about Mr. Houston? Did you two hook up?" "Oh, yeah, Mom, I forgot with all this in front of me - my naked lover-brother and my naked lover-mother. Shit, yeah, it was awesome." He rubbed his stomach. "I've got a belly full of houston juice. Man, he had a good load!" "Cut or uncut?" Justin asked. "Uncut and I got some cheese, man! That was a bonus! I did him twice, right after the other, in his office, at lunchtime." He patted his stomach. "Belly full of cheese, Mommy. And milk! And, he made me promise to suck him off again as much as possible. I almost laughed. Like I would fucking say 'no' to that?" "So, how many teachers at your school are you doing?" his mom asked, while gently rubbing Justin's buttocks." "Fuck, I've lost count. Five. No, six. No, I don't know. I'll have to go on the school website and show you and count them up. Two new ones this month!" "Congrats, sweetheart. You are your father's boy. When we were in high school, he made it a goal to blow every coach in the school and, I'll be goddamned if he didn't! And in the first few weeks of school, too!" "Wait a minute," Terry said, pausing at the door to his parents' bedroom, having finally stopped rubbing his stomach, almost as if he expected to feel the puddle of cum and cheese inside him. "I know what I'll do. Hey, Justin, you still inside her?" "Yeah, why, bro?" "Cause I'm not going to fuck Mom right now. You're going to give her another pounding - I'm sure that's a big sacrifice!" He laughed whle he was hurriedly pulling off his clothes. "I'm gonna fuck you in the ass while you do it. We'll make a Justin Sandwich!!" "Ha!" Justin said, with a big grin on his face. "You're not man enough to do that!" "I know! But I'm queer enough. I'm a fuckin' queer, and damn proud of it! And I'm going to fuck a little boy in the ass - my own brother! - right now! With this fuckin' queer cock! Up a queer ass!" Justin looked at his mom. "He's such a fag, mommy!" She kissed him on the cheek, still feeling his cock inside her, especially now that it was getting good and hard again. "Yes, baby. It takes one to know one!" Just then Terry, stripped nude, climbed on to the bed and rubbed one hand up and down his brother's buttocks. "Ummmm, I'm going to eat you then I'm going to fuck you!" Their mom held Justin's head and pulled it down to her mouth, so they could kiss, with the moaning still going on as his brother slowly, tantalizingly rimmed his brother's asshole. Then he fingered him, took some of the lube that was kept on top of the dresser, always within reach of his mother's side of the bed, lubed up his fingers, worked them in Justin's ass, lubed his cock, and plunged it in. "Aaaaahhhhh!" Justin cried, suddenly pulling away from his mother's kiss. "Aaaaahhhhh!!" "Oh, yeah, faggot fucking faggot! Mommy, your faggy boys are gettin' it on!" For as long as the three of them could hold out, which was a long time, actually, even though Terry was carrying a full load (but, to be fair, he came twice), the Justin Sandwich was rocking, taking and giving, all at the same time.