Date: Wed, 19 Apr 2023 01:02:38 -0400 From: Zyngaru Subject: Daddy Swapping 1 Legal: This is a multi-generational soft-porn gay FICTIONAL story. It's totally fictional. No real boys were touched, fondled, harmed, hurt, molested, or abused during the writing of this story. If this type of story is illegal in your jurisdiction do not read. Content: Adults and minor males. Self exploring and self-experimenting. Mutual sexual exploration and experimentation, including but not limited to touching, fondling, masturbating, and sucking. There is NO anal or butt-hole content. Again for emphasis: all characters are fictional, which means they do not exist in the real world, only in the imagination. Donations: Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Daddy Swapping 1 My name is Edgar Travoli and I'm fourteen years old. I live with my dad, because my mom is in prison for something very bad that she did. There's no need to get into all of that, since this story isn't about her. This story is about me, my dad and all the other dads in his Single Dads support group. This is going to really sound odd to most people, but it works for us and helps all of us to deal with the lose of our mothers and wives and to make sense of our new and different father/son relationships. Dad goes to his Single Dad support group every Wednesday evening. He's usually gone for about two hours, which gives me some home alone time. This time is essential for a horny teenaged boy like me. Let me tell you! This is my jerk-off time. It's a marathon. I try to jerk off, spewing as many times as I can during the time dad's gone. My record so far is eight times, although the eighth time had very little output and my balls hurt something terrible. My dick was quite raw also. But, from my results, I consider myself a very healthy and virile young man. I still need to use "young" when describing myself, because I'm short for my age and I'm not the most endowed teenager. I'm only five foot two inches tall and my dick is only three inches soft and five inches boned up. It's very fat though, especially when erect, which I hope makes up for its lack in length. I weigh one hundred and ten pounds soaking weight. Yes, I got in the shower with all my clothes on and then weighed myself wet to find out. I have blond hair and blue eyes. I keep my hair cut short. Not a burr, because I don't want to look bald, but I never let it grow very long either. I like it so that I don't have to comb it. I can just run my fingers through it and it lays down flat. I'm totally hairless except for the hair on top of my head. I'm as shocked as you are about me not having any pubes or armpit hair yet. But at least my dick works. I have my jerk-off marathons to prove to myself that I'm in puberty even though I don't have hairs or it could just be because I'm super horny. My dick is boned up more than it's soft. Enough about what I look like. You get the picture by now. My story starts on a typical Wednesday. Although this won't be a typical Wednesday, but it starts off that way. I get home from school and start my homework. I try to have it finished before dad gets home from work. Today, I accomplish that. When dad gets home he comes and finds me. I'm usually on my computer in my room which I am this day. We talk about my day and his day and he checks my homework. Most school days we would go to the kitchen and prepare supper, but Wednesday is pizza night, because dad has his support group meeting to go to. After pizza, dad takes a shower and by then it's time for him to leave for his meeting. As soon as dad is out the door, I lock it and begin stripping off my clothes. I watch his car leave and disappear down the block before I remove my underpants. Once totally naked, it's time for my marathon to begin. I've jerked off in every room of this house. I've did it on every piece of furniture in every room. I like to let my imagination run wild and play games as I play with my boner. Tonight I begin with Cannibal. I clear the kitchen table off. Once it's bare, I go and get the items needed to make the cannibals meal tasty. I just start looking in cabinets until I find something that would make my body taste good. Tonight, I find the peanut butter jar and take the lid off and set the jar down on the table. If I'm going to use peanut butter then I need jelly also, so I find the jar of apple jelly and take the lid off and place the open jar next to the peanut butter jar. Lastly, I climb up on the table and lie down on my back with my boner sticking up to the ceiling. I never have to worry about getting hard. I pretty much stay hard all the time. I'm probably the horniest teenager in the world. "Look what we have to dine on tonight fellas. A nice young piece of boy flesh." Yes, I talk out loud as I play my jerking-off games. "I don't know. He looks kind of small." "Yes, he isn't very big is he?" "But look at that dick on him. Doesn't it look mighty tasty?" "It sure does and it's even long enough and fat enough that we'll all get a good bite off it." "His balls look tasty too." "Yes, and they're nice and hard, so we can marinate them just right." "Um. What shall we marinate this boy's dick and balls with?" "I don't know. What do you guys have a craving for, beside his boy goodies?" "Well, I sort of have a taste for crunchy peanut butter." "Very well then, lets marinate him with that." I reach over and stick three fingers in the peanut butter jar and dip out a huge glob of the stuff and smear it all over my hard dick, which only makes it throb and twitch even more. "Don't be stingy with the marinade." "I'm not. I'm going back for more." I reach over and get another huge glob and smear it all over my hairless ball sack. I work it in good by rubbing my ball sack and stroking my boner, especially getting lots of peanut butter on my dick-head. "You know what he needs to go with that peanut butter?" "What's that?" "Some nice sweet jelly. You always need sweet jelly to set off peanut butter." "You're right. Some nice apple jelly will make his balls and dick sweet enough to devour." I reach over and this time I stick my fingers into the jelly jar and scoop out a huge glob of jelly and smear it all over my balls. I quickly go back for another scoop for my dick and lastly another scoop to rub into both my hands, so they're nice and slipper and sweet. "Perfect. He's perfect to eat." "Tongues first and then small nibbles." "Finally we can devour the boy." I begin masturbating in earnest now. My butt rises up off the table on each upward stroke. I can't believe how wonderful my dick feels covered with PB and J. It even smells delicious. It reminds me of grade school when I took my lunch to school. "Lick him good fellows." "Use your rough tongues and scrape across those balls." With one had, I massage my balls rough and hard. With my other hand, I beat my dick mean and fast. I'm so excited that my butt is staying up in the air. My legs have pulled up to support my hips and my dick is now pointing straight at my face. My entire insides are screaming for release from the built up pressure and then I explode and huge globs of sperms hit me right in the face. The next glob hits down on my chin and neck. The next hits my chest and after that the amount of sperms decreases and the velocity of my ejaculation winds down to just a dribble under my dick as my butt returns to the table. It takes me a couple minutes before my breathing returns to normal and my heart stops pounding in my chest and my ears stop pounding to the beat of my heart. "Okay fellas. He's thoroughly seasoned, so it's time to eat him up." I reach up to my face and wipe some of my sperms off with my fingers and mix it with some peanut butter and jelly from my dick and balls and then shove them into my mouth where I suck them clean. I repeat this over and over again. Mixing my PB and J with my sperms and then eating them together. Scoop, mix, suck and swallow. I repeat this over and over again. Of course, I can't get my body as clean as it was before I started this Cannibal game but most of the huge globs are now gone along with most of my sticky white sperms. I consider my first jerk-off game of the evening a success and carefully sit up without touching anything with my very messy hands. I jump down off the kitchen table and go to the bathroom where I take a very long hot shower to get all the sticky mess off of me. Once clean, I leave the bathroom without towel drying. I go to the back door, open it, and go outside in my backyard and walk around letting the air dry me. It's still barely daylight outside. As usual, the twelve year old boy who lives behind me is looking out his bedroom window watching me. Just knowing he's staring down at my naked body causes my dick to spring to life yet again. Of course, I act like I don't know he's there but like usual, it's obvious he's jerking his own dick while watching me. I walk around naked with a boner until the sun sets, leaving my backyard bathed in light from the street lights. That's when my second game comes to mind. This boy hasn't ever seen me jerk-off, just walk around the yard naked with a boner. I think it's time I put on a good show for him, which makes my game of Trolls, even more exciting. "Boy! What are you doing walking in our garden?" I almost shout this to make sure it gets his attention. "What do you mean your garden? This is my backyard." "We trolls have confiscated this land for our garden and you must pay a toll to walk in our garden." It's funny watching the boy look back and forth trying to see the trolls. Even though it's dark, he sort of glows in the window as the street lights reflect off his skin, "But I don't have any money on me. As you can see, I'm totally naked." "Then you must pay us with your boy seed." "My what? I don't know what boy seed is." "Your boy juice, sperm, cum, jizz, whatever you silly boys call it, you must produce some for us to eat." "But..." "No buts. Make some now. Your boy toy is hard and ready, so make us some to eat." I grab my bone hard dick and begin jerking it. "Not like that silly boy. It'll all fall on the ground and be ruined." "Go over there and hang upside down from that bar and catch your sperms on your body, so we might lick it off you." Now, dad built a small gym like area in our backyard and one of the apparatuses he put up was a chin-up bar. I walk over to it, jump up and catch the bar with my hands. I then swing my legs up and over the bar, so I can hang upside down by my knees. I can see that the boy watching me is half hanging out his window. "Good. Very good boy. Now, make it squirt boy juice for us to eat." This is actually different. I look up at my dick-head and the little slit my sperms are going to come flying out is staring right at me. Until now, I never thought about being able to squirt my sperms into my face and maybe even into my mouth by hanging upside down. I grab my dick and begin beating my hard dick. I look over and see the boy hanging dangerously out his window to see what I'm doing. It feels different jerking-off upside down. My up stroke is now my down stroke and vice versa. Very odd indeed, but somehow it actually makes my dick feel more excited. Sort of like jerking off with the wrong hand. It just feels different. It might even feel better, but I don't know enough yet to make that call. I do know I'm jerking faster and faster and in doing so my entire body is swinging back and forth. I have to find a way to make my squirts come on the forward swing so it hits my body, face and hopefully my mouth. If it squirts on my backward swing it might hit the ground. Just as I'm about to squirt, my body scrunches forward like I'm doing sit ups which to my surprise makes sure none of my sperms are going to hit the ground. My dick is pointing right at my face. Then it happens. I explode and squirt after squirt comes flying down at my face. I get the stuff all over my eyelids, cheeks, chin and mouth, along with some on my chest and belly. Some actually does fall into my mouth and I get to eat it. I drain the very last drop out of my dick and watch it fall right into my waiting mouth. "STOP...EATING...YOUR...SPERMS!" This wasn't me yelling. Nope! This is the voice of the boy that lives behind me, but right now he's standing in my backyard staring at my sperm covered face. "Those sperms are for us trolls. You stop eating them right now. It's your toll payment to us for allowing you in our garden." While the boy is talking as though he's a troll, he's also stripping naked right in front of me. Now, I'm seeing all of this from upside down. I see his white briefs hit the ground and this boy is just are hairless as I am. He looks to be just barely starting puberty with a short uncut skinny dick that's sticking straight up to the sky. Most boys I know, including myself are cut, but this boy definitely has a foreskin. "That's troll sperms, not little boy sperms, so we're going to lick it all up." To my surprise, he does just that. He walks over to me, standing right in front of me so my face is looking right at his bone hard penis, with it's head barely peeking out it's covering. This is a first for me. No one has ever joined me in my jerk-off games before. No one has ever licked me like this boy is licking me. Heck my penis just went rock hard again. I just hang here, as he licks my dick head clean. He's actual licking my dick. This sends electricity shooting through my entire body. He then moves down and licks the drops that hit my belly, chest, and neck. Then he gets down on his knees and licks my face. He's licking up my sperms and swallowing them. He licks my eyelids of all things. He licks my cheeks. He licks my chin. Then to my utter shock, he licks my mouth and before I know it, he's kissing me full on the lips. I feel his tongue go inside my mouth and he's licking the inside of my mouth clean. All too soon, he steps away from me. "Okay boy. You paid the toll. You can walk around in our garden now." I swing myself back to the ground and to an upright position. It takes a moment before my head stops spinning, whether that is from hanging upside down or having a strange boy in my backyard playing my jerk-off game with me, I don't know. "I'm Edgar, but everyone calls me Eddie. Welcome to my backyard, troll." "Hi Eddie. I'm Richard, but friends call me Ricky. Not friends call me Dickie." "Well, it's Ricky from me for sure. You know you really surprised me coming over here and doing this. I just thought you were a Peeping Tom and nothing more." "Oh! So, you knew I was watching you, when you walk around naked out here?" "Of course I knew. That's why I do it every Wednesday, so you can see me naked." "I thought I was being really sneaky and you had no idea. "You're not that sneaky. You want to come inside for a bit?" "I'm assuming you're home alone?" "Yes, for a little bit longer. Dad's at a meeting that he goes to every Wednesday." "So, that's why I see you out here on Wednesdays." "Yep. That would be why." " You got something to drink. I've got the taste of your sperms still in my mouth." "Follow me. How did they taste?" "Salty-sweet." I open the fridge. "Take your pick." "Root beer. My favorite." We both get a root beer and go to my bedroom to drink it. "Do you always run around naked on Wednesdays?" "Yep. It's my jerk-off marathon day." "How many times do you do it?" "Usually four but today, probably only three, because my first one took a long time." "So, that means you got one more to do?" "Yep." "Can I do it with you?" "Sure if you want to. Actually having you here, I can do one I've wanted to do, but couldn't do it by myself." "What's that?" "The Peeping Tom Show." "You have someone else peeping on you besides me?" "Oh ya. Look out at that window over there. The one that's dark. You see it?" "Yep." "Every Wednesday night after Mr. Walker puts his kids to bed, he comes to that room and peeps over here to catch me naked, or playing with myself or something like that." "You let him, an adult, see you naked?" "Oh Ya. I even jerk off for him. That's why it's called the Peeping Tom Show. Tonight if you're willing, I would like to do a really awesome show for him to watch." "Sure. I'm game. I'd love to play some kind of jerking game with you. But, so you'll know, I can't squirt yet." "That's okay. You still get orgasms and that's all that counts." "Oh ya. I can dry cum. So, what kind of game?" "We could jerk each other off. That would shock him. We could lay on my bed and play with each others dicks and then jerk them off." "Is that why your bed is taking up so much of the center of your room, instead of being up against the wall?" "Yep. It's right in line with Mr. Walker's window." "WOW! So, when does he show up, because its getting late and mom will bust my ass if I get caught out too late. Right now she thinks I'm up in my room answering emails." "Oh! He's been there ever since we entered the room." "Really? How can you tell?" "You can't see the bathroom. There's a night light in it, so his kids can see at night. When he's at the window he blocks it, so we can't see it." "Is that how you knew I was watching you?" "Easier than that. The street lights shine off your skin. So, you might as well have kept the lights on in your room, because you glow from the street lights." "So, can we do it now, so I don't get in trouble at home?" "Sure lay back and we can start playing with each others boners." "Um. Eddie. What if we sucked each others boners? Wouldn't that shock him even more?" "You'd do that?" "Sure. I mean, I ain't done it before or anything, but it's something I want to try and so I just thought..." I finish his sentence for him. "...that my jerk-off marathon would be the perfect time to try it out. Well, I ain't never done it before either." "We can't lay here like this, we have to be head to dick lying in opposite directions." "Oh! Okay. I'll spin around then." "Well, at least this way I have your boner in my face, so now what do we do? I mean, ya, we're going to suck them eventually, but shouldn't we play around a little first, so that guy looking in will get a boner of his own?" "I don't know. We already have boners, so there's no need to play with it to get hard. I guess we could do like you did to me out in the backyard and lick it. We could lick both our boners and our balls, making sure that Mr. Walker can see what we're doing." We begin licking each others boy parts. It feels so strange having another boy doing this to me but also really fantastic. It isn't long before both of our bodies are getting stiff, so I suck Ricky's boner into my mouth and begin tonguing it. He quickly starts moaning and before I know it he's twitching and jerking, having his first orgasm. Nothing comes out of his dick, but he sure jerked as though he was squirting, just nothing came out. When he calms down he sucks my dick into his mouth and sucks on me. I soon suck his now soft dick back into my mouth and suck on it some more. As my body begins to hump up and down, Ricky's penis goes full on boner again and he's humping into my mouth with full thrusts of his hips. We both go at it hot and heavy. Both sucking and bucking. Just as I feel my sperms squirting out, I feel Ricky's body go stiff and he has a second orgasm. He swallows my sperms as fast as I squirt them. Once done, we both lay on our backs with our dicks in full view of Mr. Walker who must be jerking himself off by now, after watching the show we just put on for him. We lie on our backs while catching our breathes. As we relax we talk for awhile. "That was awesome Eddie, but I better be getting home. Mom will be wondering why I'm in my room for so long and I still have three emails with pen-pals to answer and let them know I just sucked off my neighbor boy and he squirted in my mouth." "You have pen-pals and tell them stuff like that. Aren't you scared they'll find out where you live?" "No. I use a fake name. Petr Pushkin and I say I'm eleven. I don't tell them where I live; not even in what country. I even use dad's email, just with my header on it, so dad knows the email is for me. It's fun and I love emailing with men." "What all do you talk to them about?" "Mostly just normal stuff. I tell them about school and friends and what I do to have fun. They're just normal guys that like talking to boys and hearing about what boys do is all. They tell me about their lives and ask me questions and stuff. Just normal talking back and forth." "I guess, if you like doing that. You planing on doing anything tomorrow?" "Ya, if it's sunny out, I want to go to the creek and go skinny-dipping." "You swim naked outside where anyone might see you?" "Sure. It's fun. You wanna come with me?" "I don't know. Isn't the water still cold." "Ya. But once you're in it, it don't feel so cold. I better be going. I'll stop by tomorrow to see if you wanna go with me." We walk back out to the backyard where Ricky collects his clothes and gets dressed. "Bye, Eddie. See you tomorrow." "Bye Ricky. See you then." To be continued. That is if anyone is interested in this story. Email: zyngaru@ml1.net