Date: Sun, 20 Dec 2015 09:31:06 -0500 From: jacky-p@hushmail.com Subject: Me and My New Dadies, Chapter 01 Me and My New Daddies Chapter 01, Mb By Jack B Pink (jack.b.pink@yandex.com) http://www.asstr.org/~JackBPink/ Codes: MMb(20), oral Please be aware that this story describes, in erotic detail, sexual interactions between males and between adults and minors (both over and under 14). The author vehemently discourages and condemns any sort of adult-child abuse including sexual abuse - even if all parties involved are "consenting" at the time. Seriously. It's not worth destroying a child's life to get off. Just read these harmless stories. This story is meant solely for entertainment purposes, not instruction. Please do yourself a favor and DON'T harm or abuse any real children. The characters and events depicted in this story are completely fabrications and in no way relate to real people or real events. Any appearance of similarity to real persons or events is completely coincidental. ***I thrive on feedback. If you enjoy this or any of my other stories, I'd love to hear from you. If I made you cum, let me know (consider it payment ;) ).*** -- Chapter 1 Hi. I'm Colton, but my friends call me Colt. Or they did when I had friends. That was before everyone knew, and I had to leave. But I don't want to talk about that right now. All you need to know is that I'm 12 and I'm gay. And damn proud of it. And I made it. To Cape Flame's Bear Week! I walk along the waterfront unable to keep my eyes off all the hot men. There are burly gay couples holding hands, kissing. Groups of big, hairy, bearded men hugging and laughing. It looks so nice to have someone you could trust. And the eye candy. My dick aches just looking at these men. Not that it really takes much to get my dick hard, heh. As I walk by an alley, I see a black bear nuzzling the neck of an older, fat, white-haired daddy. He's shirtless and deeply tanned. He pushes the black man down. The daddy's shorts fall to the ground and his hard cock slaps at the other man's beard. As I watch, the hard prick is engulfed. The daddy looks over and sees me. He winks and smiles as he pulls the head into his crotch. I quickly run from the alley, embarrassed at being caught, but also so aroused. I turn a corner to get some privacy and look down at myself, seeing a tentpole pushing against my skimpy brief-style low-rise swimwear. Trying to hide myself from the busy street, I adjust so my four inch prick is pointed to the side. I can tell my excitement is still obvious, but less so. My t-shirt, which goes down to almost the band of my swim suit doesn't even cover the hard tube of my sex. Then I remember, I'm on a mission. A desperate mission, and maybe my dress would help out. That is the plan, after all. I go back into the street and started my hunt again. You'd think that with all the sexy bear-flesh, I shouldn't have any trouble, but I am. All the guys seemed to ignore me. I had worried my boyish, twinkie body might cause problems, but I didn't expect so little attention. I'm not entirely disappointed, though. There is still a ton of eye candy, and random love making isn't hard to find or watch. But I'm not here for entertainment. Finally, I think I have a hit. He's awesome: strong arms, wide chest, great ass and a perfect round belly above a head with a neatly trimmed beard and and the softest bluest eyes I'd ever seen. And he's definitely checking me out. He is a ways off, but I still can see his lap throb under his shorts. He isn't alone, either. He walks hand in hand with a blonde bear, equally as hot but in his own way. I follow them as they walk along the boardwalk, trying to keep control of my excitement. It is now dusk and this part of town has quieted down as the day businesses close and the night life starts up. At one point, the bear couple, my pray, look behind them and see me. I smile, but I'm not sure if they see because they quickly turn back around. The blonde man says something to his partner and their pace quickens. I'm going to lose them, so I speed up, too. Then they slip around a corner. I run to catch up. Just as I'm turning the corner, a big, hairy hand grabs my arm and pulls me into a nook. I can't see the boardwalk, only the two men. Blondie, the one who grabbed me looks mad. "Why the fuck are you following us?" he demands, "We're trying to go clean and don't need any more traps." I press myself against the wall, not really understanding what the guy was saying. I look behind him, at the dark-haired cutie. He looks nervous, but can't stop staring at my legs. Finally, I find my words, "W-What do you mean? I thought..." "You thought to trap us. To get us in trouble. I've heard of little shits like you. We've paid our debt and just want to live our lives. We don't need this harassment." It becomes clear to me. "You think I'm trying to trick you? To set you up?" I'm confused. Why would anyone do that? "Of course. Look at the way your dressed. Look at how cute you are. You are total pedo jail bait. You're irresistible and a wet dream. You are clearly fake and trying to frame us." his anger isn't lessening, but something else enters his voice. Lust, I hope. But I don't really know what to say. I can feel my cheeks warm at the compliments. I look down and see his bulge, clearly hard. I know what I have to do to convince them I'm not going to trap them. I want to do it, too. What do I have to lose? Before either stud can react, I quickly lower in front of Blondie, pulling his tight shorts down. His cock spring free and splatters my nose with pre cum. My dick is so hard and I admire the man in my face. His dick is long, seven inches, and circumcised, unlike mine. The head is big and throbbing. With each pulse, a big drop oozes out of the large hole. But I don't have time to admire. This is my best chance, maybe my only chance. I take a deep breath and plunge the prick into my mouth. The men gasp in surprise as I bob and slurp. I am working my first blow job with a desperate fury, hoping I won't be stopped. But then I feel a hand on my head. It is pushing up my hair. Then it grips my hair. "Whoa whoa whoa, Slow down, Honey." the deep voice says. I dare to look up and see the stunned, bearded faces above me, looking down. The cute dark-haired man has his cock in his hand, stroking himself at me. His dick looks a little wider, and is uncut. Now that I've won them over, I take the time to experience and explore the first dick in my mouth. My jaw is forced open as wide as I could make it, but still, the prick was filling my mouth. I could feel it smashing my lips, holding my tongue down, nuzzling my teeth, and rubbing against my palate. What is really neat is how soft his skin is against my tongue, but he is also so hard. He tastes like skin, but there is also a salty, slimy flavor in my mouth. I know it's his pre and I know I'm turning him on. It's so awesome. The cute guy is pumping his dick hard in his hand and he slips up close to us as I begin to suck. The blonde man moans and the cute one pushes his wet cock against my cheek. I feel his slime and his foreskin as he slides his hand up and down. His breathing becomes more ragged, and suddenly I feel a splatter on my cheek. He's coming on me. Oh my God. He's coming on me! After the first volley, he turns to his partner and shoots three more onto his dick. I know what they want me to do when the cute man puts his hand on the back of my head. I want it too. I slide all the way down, helped by the man's pushing. His prick gags me, but I don't care, I need to taste it. And I do, as I'm choking on the dick that's now in my throat I taste it. Sweet, salty, slimy. Cummy. I moan. I don't mean to, but I do. I'm a slut right now and I don't care. Then Blondie grabs the hair on the back of my head and pulls me to his hairy pubes. I smell his sweaty musk and feel the hairs tickling my lips and nose. And I feel him throb as he cums in my throat. I panicky push against his thighs and, after a hesitation, he relents. I pull back till just his head is between my lips and feel the spurts hit my tongue. He tastes a little tangier. I hold his dick between my lips as I relish his cream. Then I pull off. "I'm not trying to trick you," I look up at both men, wiping drips from my mouth, "I just- I just want a daddy. Or two." -- Thanks for reading. I can be contacted at jack.b.pink@yandex.com.