Date: Wed, 3 Mar 2010 18:54:12 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views Part 18

The girls were fascinated of course, Julie had witnessed it but neither
Fiona nor my daughter had ever seen a young boy being buggered and by his
father no less (not that this last would have had much novelty value - for
them anyway).  The weekend drew to a close, her Dad arrived and little
Fiona happily fondled him as we chatted, for she'd guessed - accurately -
that he wouldn't have had sex since last he'd been with her.

Some time mid week I had a call, our two guests felt that being more
settled in they could afford to return the hospitality, would lunch on
Saturday suit us?  As usual when a 'phone call was in progress, my daughter
wasn't far away, so in case she hadn't managed to overhear the conversation
I asked her if she'd like to go.  She was obviously expecting the question
and had already decided that she would.

Little miss was on best behaviour, she knew both our hosts were "gay" and
therefore saw no need for provocative clothing.  We settled in around one
of those large portable barbecues, as we relaxed I noticed the boy begin to
thaw...soon he and my girl were chatting animatedly.  His father beamed at
me and confided

"Thank heavens he's opening up, no female influence in his life at all, not
for a while now and well, I do worry about him...and your girl is a real
charmer, he's responding perfectly...great, really great!"

I could see where he was coming from, what he hadn't realised however was
that...I strongly suspected my blond bombshell had her own agenda...he was
a VERY pretty boy and to her would represent a challenge.  Nervously I
fingered the condoms in my pocket, familiarity with three little girls had
prepared me for most contingencies and here I saw possibilities.  The food
came off and we helped ourselves...all was quiet and I relaxed.  Then I
noticed my daughter in earnest conversation with the youngster, he was
blushing - a terrible sign.  Next, by accident her skirt rode up, absent
mindedly she gave it a hitch..and it went higher.  From where he was
sitting I felt fairly certain that he'd now be glimpsing her mound, or some
of it at least, I nudged his father and nodded in their direction, his
eyebrows rose.  We carried on chatting then, some 10 minutes later the
deputation arrived

"Dad, we've been talking and....well we want to try...have you anything we
can use...I can show him..."

My daughter was looking smug as she stood there, the boy's father cautious
but interested, I was quite fatalistic having expected something of the
sort.  I glanced across, the other man shrugged and nodded, spreading hands
helplessly.  So, I rummaged in my pocket and handed her the item.

"Gosh, thanks Dad, I'll put it on for him so that's going to be ok besides,
it's fun!"

and she unfastened her skirt, as always the sight of her long smooth legs
was a turn on, turning to the boy she took his hand and pressed it to her
groin, there she held it and guided his fingers to her slit, I noticed that
he was gentle...someone had told me that women liked gay or bisexual lovers
for this reason and now I could believe it, no clumsy fumbling here despite
his inexperience.

"Dad, we'll be over there...."

His father and I watched as they disappeared, then all was quiet...for a
while, then the muted gasps, we exchanged knowing looks then unmistakably a
boy crying out...silence.  Soon my daughter emerged leading a stunned
youth, stark naked she sauntered over to me and curled up in my lap as her
handiwork began confiding in his father

"Dad, it's very different you know, I mean she's terrific but, you know
Dad, I think I'm just lucky to do it with her.....what do you think Dad?"

He scratched his head and thought for a while then looked at me....

"I wonder, it's been ages...look, if the two of them don't object....I'd
rather like to get acquainted with your daughter but - have you ever been
with a boy?"

Of course I had, but ages ago, meanwhile the two youngsters had been
listening in

"Dad, have you any more of those condoms then?"

I had and handed one to her while keeping the other for myself, the boy was
VERY pretty, and those buttocks...I cupped my hand over a cheek and fondled
it as he drew closer, meanwhile his Dad tossed over the tube of lubricant
before burying his face between my daughter's thighs..

"Mmmm oh yummy, hairless pussy, keep still sweety while I find that
spot...here, is this it...is that nice?"

Meanwhile, I had inserted a finger in his son and casually eased it in and
out testing his passage, it felt strange...being able to reach around and
feel his penis, fun too since he was obviously sensitive, experimentally I
turned the boy around and took him in my mouth, his hips began to
buck...and I eased off, he was gorgeous I reflected and allowed my hands to
wander over his trim body...hairless still too...looking across to check,
there was my daughter happily masturbating the man as he idly toyed with
her clitoris, both intent neither noticed us so I resumed my exploration,
until the boy whispered

"Can we do it, with me sitting in your lap....I'll slide up and down if you
like, and if you hold it..just here...slide your fingers up..oh yesssss,
look....Dad's...doing your daughter.....here, take me...like this, I'll
help...there...now I'll just sit down a bit, see that was easy, how do I
feel?"

He felt very similar, well there wasn't really any difference between
buggering him or one of the girls, lovely and tight of course but it was
his penis, if I thought of it as a giant clitoris though.....well, he felt
great and yes, it was exciting, the boy was in control and I literally had
nothing to do other than sit back and enjoy it.  As usual my daughter
interrupted, or rather it was her partner, for at some stage she gave him
the treatment and the moaning started...to be abruptly terminated once he'd
realised what he was doing, then he simply clenched his teeth while she
toyed with him.  His son on the other hand proved a gentle considerate
lover, he met my eyes and smiled then for effect paused on the
upstroke...and then plummeted down, again...and again, then he eased off, I
felt as though my penis were being softly caressed between those ripe
buttocks, somehow he achieved the right angle for as I watched, he
shivered, froze ...and shot a small jet of sperm.  A grin of
satisfaction....and I felt tensions build within, the boy seemed to sense
what was about to happen

"Let it go, don't hold it or you'll spoil it!"

With an involuntary cry I arched my hips, lifting him then held them there
as I began to pump the fluid as the condom expanded, again I thrust up
seeking release, quivered there and gasping, subsided, then watched as with
eyes closed, the lovely boy's face contorted and his body jerked once more,
this time a few drops emerged a remnant.  With a happy sigh he subsided
with me still embedded within.  Then our neighbours became noisy, my little
girl once again was showing off...the helpless man lay panting and sweating
between her legs, I saw his hands clench and unclench to beat the ground as
intent, his 12 year old seductress began milking him of every available
drop.  Watching his face, once again I was reminded of the fine divide
between pain and intense pleasure, then reflected...how lucky I was,
assuming I had the energy, that very evening I could have her undressed and
straddling my hips as her hairless mound enveloped my eager shaft, I grew
rigid at the thought and to the boy's amazement, began thrusting up into
that tight passage.

"Oh Dad, Dad, he's having seconds!!"

I gulped, hearing this I expected only one reaction from my daughter and
hoped the boy's father would cope...