Date: Sun, 25 Oct 2015 16:45:52 +0100 From: Michael Arno Subject: Little Tom, Big Monster This story is pure fiction. It contains sex acts between menand boys. Do not read it if this subject matter upsets you. Just stop and go somewhere else. Leave comments if you like at succumballs@gmail.com And PLEASE People, if you return to this site regularly, leave a little donation in the tin cup. Any amount would be appreciated. The blind would love to see.! Go to the top of Nifty Page to DONATE some $$$$$. $$$$$ makes the cock grow fonder. Little Tom, Big Monster Part 1 by succumballs I first met Ricky in the bathroom at the pool. He was peeing at the far end of the room when I came and stood at the urinal by the door. When our eyes met he smiled, then he moved next to me. I felt my heart beat hard; he was so beautiful. He looked down at my cock and said, "Wow. Great cock." I smiled and thought of a photograph my dad took, the first picture ever of me. I was standing naked smiling at the camera. I was about one, maybe two. My mom squatted next to me with a look on her face like, Get a load of That. Even as a baby my cock hung down really big. Now Ricky was smiling at it. "What's your name?" He asked. "Tom." "You jack off yet?" He asked. "Yes," I answered. "How often?" I blushed. He waited. "Every day usually," I whispered. "You jack off today?" "No." "Come here then." He took my hand and led me to the end of the room. When he knew I was following he let go. I lagged behind to watch his ass move. Full round lobes undulated really sexy under a black Speedo swimsuit. He entered the last stall and pulled me in. "Lock the door," he said and sat on the john. When I turned to flick the latch he pulled my baggy bathing suit down to my knees. "Take them off," he whispered and pulled them over my feet and laid them over the toilet paper roll. My cock was half hard now. He sucked it right into his mouth. I could suck myself if I really tried, but it never felt as good as Ricky pushing me against the back of his throat. When he came up for air both hands stroked my shaft. "Hold my head and push it down my throat," he commanded. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Do it before it gets too hard or I'll never get the monster down." I held his head and pushed slowly, so slowly that he grabbed my ass and pulled me into him. I held his head and pumped. I had measured myself before and knew Ricky was swallowing eleven inches of thick meat and loving it. Totally hard it was going to be even bigger. When he needed air he pushed me back. "Shit," he panted. "Do it again before it gets too hard." This time I did as he wanted, ramming him slow and strong. I held the back of his head with one hand I massaged his throat with the other. As I swelled he stiffened. "Come on, Ricky," I whispered. "Swallow it. I can. Yeah." I curled over his head and pumped until he couldn't take it any longer. He came off me gasping and then pushed me back in as far as he could, slobbering over me, his hands stroking the half he couldn't get into his mouth. He worked both his hands and his mouth over me until I felt my nuts tightening. "I'm going to come, Ricky." "Shit, yes," he slobbered and sucked like crazy. "Gimme it. Come in my mouth." After a few minutes, "OK, Rickieee, here I cuuu- uu- ming." I panted and let loose a load like I'd never shot before. He held just my prick head in his mouth and let me fill him with hot cum, gulping and licking and moaning. And squeezing my shaft and massaging my balls. When I'd finished dumping he slipped a finger into my asshole. When I gasped from the new sensation he pulled it back, but I held him in there. If he wanted to do that I wanted him to. After he'd milked me dry I took my cock and swiped it across his face. He liked that and looked up smiling so I used the swollen, wet head to mop up some cum that hung on his chin. As I pushed it into his mouth his tongue came out and he grinned when my huge purple prick slipped between his red lips again. He started sucking again and jerking himself off until I said, "Stand up." I turned us around and sat of the john. "You don't have to suck me if you don't want," he said. "I do want to." "Usually guys don't want to after they've come." "I do." I smiled up at him. "I think you're wonderful." His cock was like dad's. Not quite as big but still the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen, more than eight inches, and perfect. I loved it from the very first second. I sucked him as he had done me. When my fingers neared his butt hole he said, "Put some spit on them and rub it into my ass." I did as I was told. When one finger slipped in he spread his cheeks. "Put another one in." When I did he began to pump my mouth and whimper. With one hand stroking his meat and the other pumping his hole he came in no time. When he did he took hold of himself and told me to stick out my tongue. I felt his creamy juice squirt over it and into my mouth. When a shot hit my nose I gulped him in and let him pump happily. "Don't swallow it all," he said. I didn't know why until he finished milking himself and stood me up. Then he kissed me right on the mouth, pushing his tongue deep into me. "Oh, Ricky," I whispered, stroked his cock and sucked on his tongue. "You're a hot little fucker, aren't you?" He said. I just panted and stroked him. "How old are you?" I knew he had a drivers's license and a shiny little red car, but I didn't know he'd just graduated from High School. He waited for my answer. I looked down. "Ten. Almost eleven." "When's your birthday?" "May." He laughed. "So you just turned ten. Right?" "But I'm going into sixth grade next year. I skipped a grade, and I get to skip another if I do really well this year, so I'll be in High School in two years. How old are you?" "Too old for you." When I started shaking he held me tight and rested his cheek on my head. "Don't start fucking crying." I pushed away and pulled on my baggy trunks. "My mom just died. That's why dad wanted to move from Chicago, to get away from everything. I don't have any friends here, and I really like you. I think you're the prettiest man I ever met, and I love your cock. I really do. And I just think you're wonderful." "Shit. You're pretty direct, aren't you?" I pushed past and unlatched the stall door. Outside he caught me by the arm. "OK, wait. I like you too. Let's see what the gang thinks. Steve's little brother hangs out with us sometimes too. Come on." I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek. There was no one at the back side of the building so Ricky stuck his tongue down my throat again and squeezed my cock. "But you can't meet everyone looking like that. Come on back inside." In his pool bag Ricky had an old swim suit like the black Speedo he wore but a briefer version in red with a small hole at the left seam of the leg. I put them on. He stood me in front of the mirror and grinned, adjusted my cock so it lay like a tube snaking over to my left hip. With that and my big balls the fabric strained down in the center of my belly nearly to my few pubic hair. "Perfect," he said. "You'll be a hit." "You think I can go out like this?" "This is California. Flaunt it, baby." Ricky put a finger into the hole at the left seam and tickled the tip of my prick, then he kissed me again. "You're real cute, you know that, Tommy?" I beamed with joy. "Try not to look so obvious though, OK?" He said. A group of six kids sat on towels under a tree behind the pool, four boys and two girls. When I was introduced every one of them stared at my crotch so I said, "This is Ricky's suit." "I know," Steve said, "I recognise the hole, but not the filling." And then to Ricky, "You been fucking him in the john, Sex Monster?" I blushed. "I guess so," Steve's friend, Randy, said." "No we haven't," I defended Ricky. "He's right." Ricky grinned. "But we will." He sat down and I sat next to him. I was offered a coke and half a sandwich by Wayne who lay next to me. When my hands were full he put his finger into the hole of my swim suit. "Ooo. It's sticky in there. Tommy's got the hots on Ricky. Whip it out, Tommy. Let's see it." "Yeah," Marcie said. "I like big dicks too." "I have to go," I said and tried to get up, but Wayne pulled at my swim suit, and my cock flopped out. "Shit," Wayne said. "You got yourself a little horse there, Ricky." Everyone laughed. "Or is it a whore without the `s'?" When I tried to get up and go Ricky rolled on top of me. I cried. "Don't get all worked up." He said. "it was just a joke." And then to the others, "Tommy's mom just died, and he's kind of having a hard time. Be nice you guys. He's just a kid." He rolled me on my side facing the group. The legs of the old Speedo were so loose I forgot my cock was hanging out. Marcie took hold of it and stroked it. "Nice little Tommy. Nice big cock. Look everyone. Tommy likes attention." My cock started growing. I got scared I might get arrested. I got up and ran to the changing rooms, found my own clothes and walked out the gate. In the parking lot I heard Ricky's voice. "Tom!" I didn't turn. "Tommy! Stop!" I couldn't resist his command. "Wait." I heard his flip-flops crunching over the gravel toward me. As he approached he said, "Don't pay any attention to them. Come on." "I want to go home." "OK. I'll drive you." No. I like walking. It's only an hour." "An hour? I'll drive you." "You don't have to." "I want to, Tommy. I like you. And you didn't have to leave. She was just having some fun." "Someone might have seen us and called the police." I burst into tears. He put his arms around me, just what I needed. "This is L.A., baby. Nobody cares about that sort of thing." "It was just my dick she liked anyway." "No, it wasn't. You're not the only big dick in town." "What is it then?" "Let me get changed and I'll drive you home." "OK." In the car we exchanged glances several times until Ricky said, "It's just my dick, isn't it?" "No," I protested and then started giggling. "I like it though." "And I like yours. So, there." He shifted into third gear and then laid his hand on my thigh. "Take your pants off." "What?" "Take your pants off. And wrap a beach towel around yourself in case we get stopped." I did as I was told. "Well, unwrap it for now, you idiot." When I exposed myself Ricky took hold of me and stroked me hard. I couldn't stand it and undid his shorts, lifted him up and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees. "There." I said in triumph examining the beautiful cock lying over his thigh and the lovely testicles nestled in a pool of silky scrotum. Ricky put his hand on the back of my head and I went down like a hungry baby wanting a nipple. I sucked until I had to sit up and give him directions to the house. It was kind of rural where we lived and the house was hard to spot. At the foot of the driveway I said, "You can just let me out here." I knew dad was home. He was a surgeon and worked an early shift this week. "But I want to see your house." Ricky drove the fifty meters up the drive and parked next to dad's sports car. It was only two o'clock, and Ricky must have thought dad was still at work because he turned and kissed me. I saw dad through the kitchen window but kissed Ricky anyway. After our kiss he went down on me. When I saw dad smiling as Ricky's head bobbed up and down in my lap I said, "We should go inside." "OK." Ricky was excited and got out of the car to pull his pants over his erection. I got out and put mine on knowing dad was probably watching. You see, after mom died everything sort of changed at once. Dad met a black man named Roy who stayed over every so often. I started jacking off about then so I knew what that was all about. And once day dad caught me trying to suck myself so after that we kind of got into a habit of doing each other about once or twice a month. Whenever I wanted him I just kissed him in a certain way and he knew I wanted him. Dad loves sucking dick, and he's almost as big as me which makes me crazy. Anyhow, when Ricky and I got into the front hall dad came out of the kitchen wiping his hands on a towel. His white jeans showed a nice basket as usual, and his tight, white polo shirt rippled over his stomach. We're kind of the same type except dad's a lot taller, six foot three, but with the same sandy blond hair and big blue eyes, so I knew Ricky would like him, even though he was startled to see him. "This is Ricky, dad. I just met him at the pool." Dad looked down at the fading hard on in Ricky's pants and put out his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm John Jaw, but you can call me Jack. Everyone does, except Tommy here. He calls me dad, or daddy, or sometimes Lock-jaw when I'm clamped down on his giant bone." "Dad." I whined. When Ricky looked down at dad's basket he squeezed himself and added, "I'm not quite as big as Tommy, if that's what you're wondering." Dad grinned his hungry grin. I blushed. Dad laughed. "Sorry, Tommy, but it looks like Ricky here wants some meat for lunch." Ricky looked from me to dad and back again, completely confused. "Let's go down to my room," I said and led him down the stairs. Our house was built on a hill. You came in where the living room, dining room and kitchen was. Upstairs was dad's room and the guest rooms. Downstairs was my space with a door to the garden, pool and sauna. We went into my room where we kissed and then took our clothes off. On the bed after sucking me rock hard Ricky asked, "You ever do it with your dad?" "Yes," I said. "How often?" "I don't know. Every couple of weeks." "You want to do it now, with him and me?" "Do you?" He crawled on top of me. HIs hard on pushed against mine. We kissed. "Yeah. If you do. How old is he?" "Uh. Twenty eight." "What? My dad's forty-five." "Mom got dad on his eighteenth birthday. She was waiting for him." "You think he'd want to?" "Go ask him." I spread Ricky's ass cheeks and rubbed a finger against his hole. I knew he liked that. He squirmed and rubbed his cock against mine. "Tommy." He whined. "You ask him. He's your dad." "OK. We'll both ask him. Come on." "Like this? Naked?" I laughed. "Well, that's the idea, right?" Upstairs dad lay on his favourite leather sofa reading the paper. He'd showered and wore his white bathrobe folded loosely, exposing his tanned chest and thighs. Only his crotch was hidden. He looked sexier than ever. When the two of us appeared he lowered the paper. "Dad, Ricky wants to know --" I started. "Tom!" Ricky protested. I grinned at dad who knew already. "I mean, we wanted to know..." I corrected myself, and stopped. Dad looked at the two of us and dropped the paper behind the couch. Then he rose up and pulled his robe behind his back. When he sat again his huge, shaved balls hung down on the black leather. His cock head twitch against the leather too. Ricky gasped. I smiled, so proud of dad. He was making Ricky crazy. "Maybe you ought to come over here and see if you can to get me hard." I knelt on one side of dad's legs. Ricky knelt next to me. "Isn't he pretty?" I took hold of dad's cock. Ricky's mouth hung open so I guided the prick head between his lips. He sucked it in like it was heavenly fruit, groaning and slurping and rubbing his face against dad's thigh. I took one of dad's balls, I knew he liked them being serviced. He told me his black friend chewed on them for hours on end. I could only get one in at a time, they're so big. I do it because mine are bigger and dad can get them both in his mouth at once and loves pulling me around like a dog chewing on a sock you're holding. Dad was leaning over Ricky fondling his ass, and Ricky was wagging it like a sex dancer. "Get up here on the couch." Dad said. Ricky got on his hands and knees and continued sucking. Dad asked me, "Go into the kitchen, Tommy, and get the spray bottle of olive oil on the stove." Dad sprayed Ricky's ass with oil and began fingering his hole. I didn't know why until Ricky squatted over Dad and positioned himself over Dad's dripping cock. "Dad? What are you doing?" "Shush, Tommy." "You never did that to me, Daddy." "You never wanted me to." "I never thought of it." I was fascinated as I watched Ricky spread his anus over Dad's cock shaft. REMEMBER: Click on the pink `Miscellaneous' button at the top right of the Nifty.org page and you will find the DONATE button. See? It's even Tax deductible !!! Now that's amazing . . .