Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2018 10:11:23 -0700
From: donnyperez@secmail.pro
Subject: The summer that changed my life forever (Part 2)

The summer that changed my life forever (Part 2)

DISCLAIMERS: This story is totally fictional, but I prefer stories that
seem real, so don't expect anything too strange. This story has explicit
sex, but also some character development about doubts, feelings and
sexuality. I think we all can relate to that. It's more a romantic/erotic
kind of story, with some dom/sub streak to it. If you get turned on by
stories that slowly build up, then this is for you.

This is intended for adults. If you are not comfortable with explicit sex
or this stories are not legal where you live, then don't read them.

English is not my native language. I hope I made no mistakes.

This is a fantasy, I do not condone having sex with a minor in real life.

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FROM THE END OF PART 1

Adrian just nodded. Once they were gone, my master came back for me. "You
are going to come to my house. Tomorrow. Wait until my sons are out, at
10:30. If you are good, I will give you a reward. Be sure to play with
your ass before you come. Even better, leave something shoved inside, and
use plenty of lube. Use that thing with the wider end. Understood?".

"Yes... sir", I said. And he smirked.

"Don't even think of trying to escape from me again. You and I are going
to have a lot of fun together".

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I felt uneasy for the rest of the day. But also horny. Until the morning I
wasn't sure I was going to turn up. What was he going to do to make me be
there? Or if I failed to appear? But I was too horny and I felt guilty for
what happened online and I realized that not doing what he told me was not
an option. The thing he had referred to was a platic stick, part of a
beach game long forgotten until I started looking for makeshift dildos. I
played with my ass and cock for a long while, without letting me cum. And
finally took a hiding place near his door. Once the two brothers were out
I came to his home.

"I'm glad to see you here and in time. But you need to be punished for
what you did. What punishment do little lying boys deserve?", he asked.

"I don't know...".

"Did your parents spank you when you were little?".

"No! Come on!", I protested, still unsure if he was joking or not.

"I think you need to learn your lesson. And a spanking will do fine".

He sat on a chair, made me strip completely and took my wrists to the
sides when I tried to cover. I was shamefully hard. He put me on his
knees, played a bit with the dildo and started spanking me. I think there
were only six blows, but he made them last. They stung a lot also.

"Now, on your knees. Take your price out".

Of course, I knew what my price was. With trembling hands, still feeling a
bit humiliated by the spanking, I undid his trousers and fished his cock
out. It was bigger than mine, and hairy, and was leaking precum.

"You know what you need to do", he said softly. It was always the first
part of our fantasies together. Usually I would suck on some pen, or the
dildo, but now I had the real thing. It smelled, a lot. But it was not
unpleasant. I let the precum cover my lips before I started taking him in.
I was only able to take the first half of his cock inside my mouth, but it
seemed to be enough. He must have been really horny, because he made me
stop after a short while.

"Come with me", he said. I thought we were going to his bedroom, his house
was very similar to mine, but we stopped in another room. It was Adrian's.
I had never been there, but I knew it was his.

"Here?", I asked, surprised.

"I cannot take you into my bedroom. Do you want my wife to notice?".

"Your wife?!". He just laughed at that. Of course he had a wife. Was I
stupid? "But... what about Adrian? He will notice...".

"Look at this room. Do you really think he's going to notice anything? My
wife is too soft on him. He doesn't even bother to make his bed anymore.
But that suits me perfectly. Look. The little pervert uses his sheets to
clean his mess".

There was a yellowish stain in the upper sheet, but when he moved it he
discovered another, still fresh, in the lower one. "Look at this, he left
his cum here this morning, waiting for you", he said showing me the stain.
"Does this turn you on? I bet it does. Lick it. Lick it while I give you
what you want. Lick it clean!".

He then made me stand on all fours on his son's bed, my head down, licking
the cum stain. It was nasty to do that, but very hot. There was the
faintest taste of cum mixed with something acrid. He took the dildo out,
poured more lube in my ass and replaced it with his raging cock. I yelped
at the sudden intrusion.

"You were a bad boy, but now you are with your daddy, you will have what
you deserve...".

He pounded on me relentlessly for some minutes, wanking me off at the same
time. He then made me lie on my back and resumed fucking me forcefully and
wanking me, but now and then he would kiss me on the lips, tasting, I
think, his own son's cum in my mouth. I would have never thought my first
kiss would be like this.

"I'm going to... I need...", I said inarticulatedly until I found myself
shooting cum on my body and on Adrian's bed. He wasn't even wanking me
anymore, just squeezing it in rythm with his thrusting motions. But it was
a powerful orgasm. Five jets of cum splattering all around us. My master
laughed again, then he grunted and emptied himself inside me. He made me
clean his son's sheets with my tongue again before I could wash his semen,
that was leaking from my butt in copious streams.

"My son will be sleeping on your cum stains tonight. Doesn't that turn you
on?", he asked.

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The whole thing had lasted only a few minutes. He was supposed to go back
with his sons, but it felt like hours. I left the house thinking I would
never go there again. It was the weirdest thing to be with Adrian that
day, knowing what we had done on his bed. But my master knew me. He knew I
would be there again the next day, with my dildo up my butt. And I was.
This time he made me enter his son's room again right away.

"Can't we do it somewhere else?", I asked, but he wanted none of that.

"I know this turns you on. You can't deny it. Adrian didn't notice a
thing. He slept here, right where your cum landed. I bet you wanked last
night thinking about that. But first of all, you deserve another
punishment. You cannot question my orders. Strip and wait here!".

He made me wait more minutes than were necessary, and then came back with
some boxer briefs. I knew instantly they were Adrian's.

"Smell them!", he commanded, putting them over my face. Probably, Adrian
had been wearing them for a long time. I could smell his sweat and piss. I
moaned a bit, despite my reluctance. "Lick them, come on! Don't deny you
like this!". He was now grabbing my boner.

"Please! Why do you like this? He's your son...", I said after a few seconds.

He took the boxers off, slapping me lightly at the same time. "What turns
me on is to see you accepting your place!", he almost shouted. "I wasn't
going to spank you, but you are asking for it".

I didn't resist. I let myself be put into position again. This time he
shoved his son's boxers in my mouth and really hit me hard. Only six
again, but harder. I spat the underwear with the last blow, starting to
cry.

"Now, don't be a baby", he cooed. He sat me on his lap, caressing and
kissing me until I had calmed down. I felt like a little kid, unable to
resist him, wanting him to like me, to make love to me. "You just need to
remember that I am the master, ok?".

I nodded. "I'm sorry... I just... I will be good, I promise. I... I like
being with you, just... the spankings...".

"If you are a good little boy you will not receive more spankings". He
then kissed me hard on the mouth, enjoying the effect that had on me. "Now
hug his pillow and stick your butt out".

He made me make out with Adrian's pillow, getting it wet with spit. He put
his son's underwear around my boner while he fucked me, gentler this time
but still with a lot of force. Finally he made me hump the pillow. I had
lost my erection after the spanking, but now it was back with full force.
It really turned me on to be hugging Adrian's pillow, humping it, smelling
him, and feeling his father pounding my ass at the same time. I lost my
load suddenly and he slapped my ass as he cummed also. Some of my cum had
seeped out through the underwear, wetting the pillow.

"This will be even better", he said, making me lick and suck it. "Do you
think he will notice your odour tonight?", he laughed, seeing me blushing.
"Here is your second dish", he added, showing me the stained underwear.
"Do you want me to tell you the next time he wears this boxers?". I was
too embarrassed to even nod, but he could tell I was very turned on.

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This went on for days, with very little variation. He seemed to be
specially turned on the days we could discover some cum stains either in
Adrian's bed or in his underwear, and he would make me lick them clean
while he fucked me. Or better, finding some tissues he had used that night
or morning to clean himself after wanking. One day I almost ate some
toilet paper with Adrian's cum in it. Some days he would even make me put
on some of Adrian's used underwear. Most days he would want me to hump
them into the mattress as he fucked me.

One day the boxers slipped off my boner while I was humping the bed and I
made a huge mess on the sheets. He spanked me hard and made me eat the cum
at the same time. I was so turned on by this, he only had to grab my boner
before I erupted again. "You are just a little pervert slut", he said
laughing.

Later that morning, very near Adrian in the pool, he told me that he took
the sheets to wash because I hadn't done a good job cleaning them. Some of
my cum had gotten to the mattress and would be in that bed forever. "Look
at him", he whispered, "He wanks every day in that bed, adding his cum to
yours". I blushed while Adrian looked at us, oblivious to our talk.

I could not understand why all this turned me on so much. But it did. I
could not understand why I was letting this stranger spank me everyday
with no reason at all, and humiliate me, but I knew my orgasms were better
than ever. It was so perverted, so dirty, but so hot at the same time that
I could not stop it. More now that my butt was used to the penetration.
But still I felt guilty. Specially because of Adrian, but also because of
the nature of our relationship. A hidden affaire that was almost
incestuous. I could only start imagining the things he wanted to do to his
own son. That felt almost like a treason. And because I was realizing that
I liked being submissive, being even a bit girly when we were having sex,
being like a little boy again, looking up to his 'father'. Embarrassment
and enjoyment seemed to come together.

About three weeks after the first time, just as I was starting to lick my
cum from the boxers, we heard the door opening. My master made me hide in
the small space between the bed and the wall, urging me to be silent. I
heard a feminine voice and I remembered I had seen a woman with the
brothers today. It was his wife!

END OF PART 2