Date: Sat, 9 Apr 2016 03:12:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dipsticks Part Sixteen M/b Incest

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Chapter Fifteen:  "Dog-Sitting"

My week started as you might remember with Jacob and I spending a very slow
night together at the bar.  It was probably one of the least eventful
evenings there, that I'd seen in quite some time but that all changed after
we'd closed; When Derek and his old man Mr. Melvin came by to get them a
piece of my little boy's ass.

Sure, that made for one hot ending to the otherwise boring evening but even
after all that, I still had a longing to see my little bar-mate Pup.  The
boy and his Master Bruno hadn't come in that night as they were
predisposed; Running some commercial goods over the road to another state.
They did that sort of thing you know, on occasion as it was just part of
their job as truckers.

However, I really missed seeing the boy and had brought with me some bags
of candy to share with him that night.  Unfortunately, he never showed but
I still had the candy under the counter in the hopes that he would return
in the coming days.  You see, sharing candy and watching the customers come
and go had become our sort of special thing we did together.  An after
returning to work from having spent the holiday weekend with my family at
the Blue Crane, I felt a longing to spend some time with him.

What can I say, he'd become my little buddy.  You know?  Now don't get me
wrong, I enjoyed getting to spend some quality time with my Son that night
as I had but over the many months that I'd gotten to know Pup, I had grown
quite attached to him.  I had developed a special place in my heart for him
and looked forward to seeing him on my after-hours shifts.

So you can imagine my excitement later that week, when he and Bruno finally
got back from their trucking adventure.  They came into the bar just after
closing time as usual and the man set his adorable little co-pilot up on
the counter.  There he sat and I gave him a big hug, before opening a bag
of candy and offering him a couple pieces.

That seemed to brighten his day and brought a huge smile to his face.
Naturally, I was smiling too and enjoyed seeing him so happy.  Now although
the two of us were now happy and relishing each others' company, Bruno was
noticeably not so happy.

In fact, he'd pretty much been moping around every since walking into the
place.  It was unlike him to be so down and between serving customers, I
tried to get him to talk about whatever was weighing on his mind.  I tell
you, getting that man to open up about his feelings was like pulling teeth.
No matter how I tried to word my questions in order to leave him the
opportunity to open up he just wasn't having it.

Mind you, I wasn't the only one by this time trying to pry the words out of
his mouth.  Roger and even Nathan had picked up on the man's less than
joyous demeanor and had made it a point to remain close to the counter, in
hopes of getting some insight into what was bothering their friend.

It must have taken us all a good hour or more, before Bruno finally let
slip that his Sister had become seriously ill.  He didn't say it in so many
words but from what we were able to piece together, it sounded like she
might have had cancer or something like that.  An judging from the way he
kept beating around the bush, it felt as though he was really torn about
going to see her.

Keep in mind that Thanksgiving was right around the corner and for most of
us, the thought of losing a loved one at that time of the year was hard to
think about.  Now add to that, the complications of that same loved one
being the biological mother of the boy you'd rescued from her care.  Yeah,
that really replicated matters and after some heartfelt questioning, he
revealed what was at the root of his dispare.

It turned out, that he deeply wanted to go and see his Sister but that he
was also adamantly apposed to bringing Pup with him; For fear that she
might suddenly want him back or that he might not want to leave her side,
after seeing her in such condition.

Now for most of us, I think the alternative would have been pretty clear.
We would have simply left the boy with family or friends and gone to see
our loved one.  After all, there was no way to know if this was going to be
the last time he would get to see her.  An it being so close to
Thanksgiving only made it that much more necessary that he be with her in
her time of need.

Unfortunately for Bruno, he didn't have any close family for which to leave
the boy with; Not to mention the complications that would create if his
family were to learn the truth about his Sister and her Son.  I think, no,
I know Roger and I were both thinking the same thing as we mulled over this
unexpected revelation; We were both wondering which of us was going to step
up to the plate first and offer to look after the boy for our friend.

Keep in mind it was a big responsibility to look after a boy like Pup with
his rather unique developmental challenges such as they were.  I mean sure,
you can put lipstick on a pig but at the end of the day it's still a pig.
So it didn't matter how you dressed the boy up, all it would take was one
trip into public and his true nature would shine right through.  Roger and
I both knew this from our previous excursion with him out to the Waffle
House one night.

Though that wasn't the only issue with taking care of Pup.  There was also
the matter of having a place for him to stay and being willing and able to
devote enough time to him throughout the day.  I don't want it to sound
like I'm degrading the boy but I mean let's face it, looking after Pup was
pretty much like looking after any other pet.  He needed love and attention
all the time and to be well taken care of at all hours of the day and
night.  But unlike an animal, you couldn't just put him in a room with a
bowl of food and water, and expect him to be alright.  He was a human being
after all and a young boy at that.

I think that it was during this moment of deep consideration, that Roger
came to the conclusion that he wasn't willing or able to handle the depth
of that responsibility.

So he turned to look at Bruno and said, "I wish I could help but the last
time I looked after a puppy it died.  So I ain't so sure I'm your guy..."

Hearing that admission, I turned to Bruno and said, "I'm pretty good with
pets.  As long as he's house trained, then I'm down with looking after him
for a few days."

That brought a smile to Pup's face as he turned around to listen to our
conversation.

Then Bruno looked to him and asked, "What you think, boy?  You up for
staying at this man's house for a couple nights?  You gotta be a good boy
though.  No tinkling on the carpet."

To that, Pup barked and lunged off the counter and into my arms.
Thankfully I was standing close enough to catch him and had no trouble
pulling his tiny naked body close to my chest.  As I held him, he started
licking my face and I kissed him on the forehead.

"I reckon it's settled then."  Roger said, "Mark's got a handle on it.
Hey, when you say couple of days; Who long we talking?"

"Only 'bout two days.  I ain't staying or nothing.  Just gonna drive
straight through, spend some time with Sissy and get my ass back here."
Bruno replied, "Don't worry, I know you all about focusing on work and
shit.  I'll be back before the weekend."

With that, Roger tipped his hat to the man and said, "You better...  Drive
safe and all that."

Then he stepped away from the counter and walked through the crowded bar
room to check on our customers.  That left Nathan dancing on the counter as
he shook his skinny ass to the music that was playing and I carefully
placed Pup back down beside him.  The boy looked back at me and then down
at the counter a few times; Apparently to indicate that he wanted some more
candy.  So I reached into the bag and handed him a couple of pieces.  An in
true Pup fashion, he snatched them out of my hand with his teeth and set
them on the counter to play with and nibble on at his leisure.

Meanwhile, Bruno and I discussed the details of the boy's stay.

"You're think he thought I was leaving right now."  Bruno said in response
to Roger's comment as he fixed himself a drink, before turning the
conversation back to Pup, "I appreciate ya doing this for me, Mark.  I been
stressing over this for days, you know?"

"I know right?  I'm surprised he didn't show you the door too."  I said
with a laugh, "I can tell you've been worrying about what to do.  It's
gonna be alright now.  Pup will fit right in out my place.  He'll never be
alone with all the people we've got living there.  I just hope it all works
out for you.  Your sis might not be all there in the head but I know you
love her.  That's just how family is."

My bluntness seemed to catch the man by surprise and he nearly choked on
his drink, before saying, "Rude..."

"Sorry."  I said slightly embarrassed.

Thankfully at that moment a customer approached the counter and I had to
make a few drinks for them and their friends.  That allowed my
embarrassment to subside somewhat, before I continued talking to Bruno.

For his part, Bruno continued on with the conversation without skipping a
beat by saying, "But when you're right, you're right.  Sissy is a fucking
mess.  Ain't no other way to put it but I love her.  I ain't ready to see
her all on her deathbed and shit though.  I'm scared."

Hearing that admission from him came a shock to me as I'd never have
thought in a million years that anything scared Bruno.  An yet, he was
admitting it.  An admitting it to me of all people.  I guess that should
have been a hint, that he felt more comfortable confiding in me than in
anyone else.  An looking back on it, I'm honored that he'd do so.

"Hey, I'd be scared too.  There's nothing scarier than facing the lose of
one of your kin.  Bloods thicker than water.  It bonds us together like
glue and no matter what we do to each other, nothing cuts it."  I said in a
rare moment of enlightenment.

The man nodded his head in agreement and then leaned against the counter in
order to put his arm around his boy.  Pup snuggled up to his Master and the
two of them spent the rest of the night in close proximity to one another,
right up until closing time.

It was in the wee hours of the morning, when we closed the bar for the
final time and the three of us had gathered at the steps of Bruno's
semi-truck, out back behind the building to wrap up the details of the
boy's visit and to allow him to gather his things.

You have to remember that this was all on pretty short notice but even
still, Bruno and Pup lived in their truck and so it wasn't too difficult
for them to make the switch.  The boy got dressed and his Master packed him
a few things for his stay.  I waited outside while they sorted through what
to bring and such.

A few moments later, Bruno handed me a cardboard box with the boy's
belongings in it and I placed it in my truck for the ride home.  After
which, Pup came down the steps in his little blue jeans and a light colored
shirt with nice new tennis shoes on.  He looked a little uncomfortable
being all dolled up but he put a brave face on it.

I opened the passenger side door of my truck and helped him as Bruno came
over to say goodbye to him.  It was as the man leaned in to give the boy a
hug, that I was able to see just how unhappy Bruno was to be leaving his
boy behind.  Even if it was for just a few days, the two of them had never
been separated for as many days before and the very prospect of it was
clearly upsetting for both of them.

Pup gave his Master a loving lick and a kiss, and the man embraced him
tightly, before stepping back to allow me to close the door.

Then Bruno cleared his throat and said, "I'll be back soon.  Be good now.
Be real good."

An Pup responded by nodding and barking at the window.  I won't lie, I
thought seeing them interact like that was probably the cutest thing I'd
see in a long time.  There was just something special and very unique about
it all, you know?

With their goodbyes now having been said, Bruno walked around to the driver
side of the truck and watched as I got in.

"Oh, Mark before I forget he's started losing some of his baby teeth."  The
man said before pulling out his wallet and offering me a five dollar bill,
"Here's a five-er in case he loses one while he's with ya'll.  He already
knows to put it under his pillow and what not for the tooth-fairy."

To which I said, "Ah, alright.  I'll be sure he gets it."

Then I stashed the bill in the front pocket of my jeans for safe keeping
and pulled the door closed.

With my hands on the steering wheel, I looked over at Pup and asked, "Well,
you ready to go?"

An the boy barked again, this time a bit more happily and looked over and
waved to Bruno as I started the truck.  Now seeing as the two of them
seemed to be feeling some separation anxiety, I though then was a good time
to offer a reassuring word.

"If you want I'll have him give you a call to let you know he's alright."
I said through my open window and even though I'd said what I said with the
intention of it being reassuring, I'd completely forgotten who I was
talking to.

You see, Bruno started to chuckle and Pup started to giggling.  Which made
me feel really awkward.  An that's when it dawned on me, that Pup rarely
spoke a word and never ever used a phone.  So my offer was taken as more of
a joke than as an actual suggestion.

"Oh right, funny..."  I said with a roll of the eyes, "Fine, I'll have him
text you.  How about that?"

To that Bruno nodded as he continued to chuckle and Pup leaned in close to
me, planting a soft lick on my cheek.  I took that as their way of
accepting my offer and I slowly let my foot of the break to begin backing
us out of the parking lot.

From there, the boy and I headed home for the night.  He was tired out by
the time I pulled us into the driveway and had fallen sleep with his head
in my lap.  Needless to say once we were parked in the yard, I was very
gentle and careful not to wake him as I carried him from my truck and into
the house.

Surprisingly, we managed to get all the way to my bedroom without waking
anyone up.  An once there, I laid him down on my bed and got undressed for
the night.  It didn't take me but a minute to strip out of my clothes and I
could have sworn I felt his little eyes watching me from behind.  So I
turned around just to make sure but found that he was still sleeping
soundly or at least that's what I was lead to believe.

You see as I watched him sleeping, he rolled onto his back and yawned in
the most adorable way possible.  It was almost too cute to be anything less
than planned.  The only thing missing was for him to be naked.  An for
that, I only had to get him out of his clothes; Which I knew he probably
wanted out of as well.  So without further hesitation, I returned to him
and very gently began to undress him.

I tell you, I couldn't take my eyes off of this sweet little boy.  He was
so cute and innocent looking as I watched him laying there sleeping in the
glow of my bedside lamp.  I think he must have known I was watching him,
because it wasn't long before he was yawning again, stretching and
spreading his little legs.  That was my cue to get down to business and I
gently unbuttoned his little jeans.  I know he must have felt me tugging on
his buttons but he didn't move a muscle.

He just laid there and allowed me to help myself to his jeans and to take
off his shoes and socks.  I remember feeling a great excitement in the air
as I looked down upon his tiny black body as his jeans slid down and off of
him; Revealing his tiny hairless cocklet and silky smooth legs.

Once there were free of him, I tossed the jeans to the floor and reached
out to begin removing his shirt.  That's when he raised his arms above his
head to stretch and yawn yet again.  That made it easier for me to get him
out of his shirt but it also struck me as being a bit too easy, if you know
what I mean.  Was he really a sleep or was he playing possum?  I thought to
myself.

Just then, he spread his legs nice and wide as he sprawled himself out
across my bed and I knew without a doubt he was toying with me.  Seeing
that was just too cute for words and presented me with ample opportunity to
admire his sexy body in it's full nakedness.  Thinking that now was the
time to let him know just who was toying with who, I stared down at him and
tossed his shirt down beside his jeans, before crawling up onto the bed
with him.  Only I didn't crawl over next to him as you might imagine.

Nope, instead I crawled right up over top of him and leaned down to lick
his soft skin.  My tongue lapped across his chest and flicked his left and
right nipples.  That's when he suddenly opened his eyes and I looked into
them.

"You can't fool me.  You wanna play.  Don'tcha boy?  You wanna play?  Hmm?"
I asked softly as I stared into his little eyes and he smiled back at me.

He must have taken that as a sign that he needed to service me or
something, because that's when he decided to try and sit up for me.
However, I had other things in mind for him and before he was able to get
up, I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him back down to the bed.

That brought a look of shock to his little face and I started to laugh
seductively as I said, "Down boy."

Hearing that, he looked around clearly confused but I was curious to see if
he would allow me to take charge of him.  As you might have guessed by now,
I wasn't in the mood to be rough with him or anything like that but rather
I simply felt exhilarated by having him in my bed and helpless as he was.

Maybe I was feeling frisky and playful or maybe I was just over-tired and
wanted to play but whatever the reason, despite the early hour I wanted to
have at him in ways that I thought other men hadn't often done before.  So
with my hands pinning him down to the bed, I leaned down and licked my way
from his chest down to this tiny cocklet.

There I encircled his tiny black balls with my tongue, until I felt his
tiny shaft begin to grow.  He was uncut and his tiny length grew to 1.5" or
there about.  I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen it fully erect
like that and I couldn't resist giving it a lick.  An that lick soon became
a suck.  An that suck turned into me taking his whole package into my
mouth.

It was as I had his balls and cocklet in the grips of my hot wet lips, that
I felt his body tremble and squirm.  Was it a dry orgasm?  I thought to
myself.  I wasn't sure and even to this day I don't honestly know.  But I
can tell you, I didn't stop sucking on that little black dick for a good
long while.  I rolled his hairless balls around with my tongue and sucked
hard on him, while I reached back and stroked my 7" cut dick.

Not long after that, I happened to release him from my mouth in order to
look into his eyes and noticed that he was panting like a dog, he was so
excited.  Seeing that brought a smile to my face and I turned to my
attention back to his lovely black cocklet for a bit longer.  It wasn't
often that I got to play with one of color, so maybe I was a bit fascinated
by it but who cares right?  It was fun having him in my bed and he was
clearly enjoying every second of it as well.

Feeling that I was striking just the right cord with him, I continued to
molest him and stroked my dick as I built up a load of hot cum to shower
him with.  An make no mistake, that's exactly what I intended to do with
it.  I wanted to cover this little black boy in all my white cream.

The longer I played with him, the more I could feel my load welling up
inside me.  He had me so turned on, that I wanted to show him just how
horny he'd made me and so I moved in between his legs, spreading them wide,
and inadvertently revealing his puckered hole.

Naturally, once I'd set eyes on it I couldn't just ignore it and moved my
thumb down to his hole to rub it.  It was so soft, that my thumb nearly
sank right into it.

"Mmmmmm!  We're gonna have so much fun with you here."  I moaned and he
smiled.

Then I brushed my thumb over his hole and watched his entire body shiver
with anticipation.  I knew he wanted it bad but I was going to make him
wait for it.  Though honestly, it did take a lot of restraint on my part
not to stick my dick right in him.  I know I could have stuffed his little
shitter without warning and he would have gladly let me but I wanted to
save that for later.

After all, he was going to be with me for a couple days and I figured there
would be plenty of time for that.  In the mean time, I wanted to enjoy him
and just have some naughty fun with this sweet little nigger boy.  Yeah, I
said that.  Not too him of course but to myself.  You didn't think I'd use
a racial slur with such a such young boy did you?  I have more respect for
him than that.  Besides, I had other names I called little boys like him.
Like bitch and whore.  You know, names that really suited them.

Anyway with my thumb gently rubbing around his puckered hole, I leaned down
to him and kissed him on the lips.  He opened his mouth for me and I forced
my tongue inside, probing his hot little mouth deep.

Then I said softly to him, "Be a good boy and grab my balls."

An he reached up between my legs, taking hold of my big hairy balls with
both of his hands.  They felt so good, that it made my body tremble.

"Mmmmm!  Yeah, that's a good boy.  Play with my hairy nuts."  I moaned as I
continued to stroke my dick with one hand and played with his hole with the
other.

It didn't take too much of that for me to get really close to cumming and
before long, I was moving my hand away from his hole in order to get a
serious stroking on.  I stared down at him as I stroked my shaft with both
hands, while he played with my balls with both of his hands.

Then came the moment I'd been waiting for; A powerful orgasm took hold and
I shot a massive load of thick cum all over his naked body.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!  Oh fuck!  Ohhh!  Aaauuugghhhhmmmm!!!!"
I groaned and breathed heavily in the grip of a ball-shattering orgasm.

My body went to shaking and my knees went weak as I shot my load of thick,
white, man seed all of his tiny naked black body.  He wanted in awe as it
rained down on him but not once did he move his hands away from my balls.
He kept massaging them like a good boy, until he'd drained every drop of
cum from them.

By which point, I was out of breath and panting myself.  I was so exhausted
that I ended up collapsing onto the bed and laid down next to him, on my
back.  I don't think I'd even stopped shaking yet, when I reached over to
him and pulled him over on top of me.  I don't know why but I just really
wanted to feel his cum drenched little body on me for some reason right
then.  An he didn't resist me forcing him atop my hair body.

He laid his head on my hairy chest and I threw my arms around him, hugging
him tight, smearing my cum between us.  He didn't say a word the whole
time; Not that I expected him to but his silence made it all that much more
exciting for me for some reason.  He was so obedient and submissive, that
in that moment I could feel what it must have felt like for Bruno when he
was with him.

It was unique and special on a whole other level from what I felt with my
Son or other boys.  Pup's personality brought an aspect with it, that I had
never known with other boys.  A silent, willing partner; Who would let you
do anything to him without question or ounce of resistance.  It was
special, very very special and I was honored to be given the chance again
to experience it.

With our bodies covered in spunk, I reached over to the lamp beside my bed
and turned it off; Plunging the room into darkness.  Then I returned my
hands to his body and promptly sought out his tiny hairless ass.

I found those soft little mounds and grabbed them tight as I whispered,
"Goodnight, Pup."

An almost like a whisper on the wind, his soft voice filled the air as he
replied, "Night-night."

The very sound of his little voice sent shivers down to my taint and I
hugged him tighter.  The two of us slept like that right through the night
and well into the next afternoon; Which is when we finally awoke to the
sound of Alex and Jacob running through the house and James yelling at them
to stop horsing around.

It was all too much excitement for Pup; Who couldn't resist wanting to go
and play with them and I opened my eyes to find him kneeling at my bedroom
door, looking back at me.

"What's the matter boy?  Is Timmy down the well again?"  I asked jokingly
and he barked at me.

Naturally his barking echoed through the house and alerted the boys to his
presence.  They otherwise never would have known he was there and
completely ignored more room but once they heard him, they came running to
the door.

The next thing I knew, I heard them pounding on the door and yelling,
"Daddy!?  Daddy, there a dog in there with you!?"

I shook my head and laughed as I listened to them and watched Pup patiently
waiting to unlock the door.

"Go ahead, let them in."  I said and he did.

No sooner than he unlocked it, the door swung open and both boys came
running in to find Pup standing there smelling of sex and cum.

"PUP!!!!!!"  They both yelled at the top of their lungs and the boy barked
happily.

I swear if he had, had a tail the thing would have been wagging like crazy.
Before I could even get out of bed, the three of them were running around
my room and climbing all over each other like animals.

Then came the sound of James' voice as he came up the hallway, "Pup?  Here?
What?"

Seconds later he stuck his head in the doorway and set eyes on the boys
playing and me naked and smelling of sex.

He took one look at me and said loudly, "Dad, Mark brought a puppy home!"

Then came the sound of my Dad's footsteps as he came walking down the
hallway to see what the commotion was all about.  Which turned out to be a
good thing, because with everyone gathered together I only had to explain
once why the boy was there and all the details.

After which, I can't say whether or not they were all that surprised by it
to be honest as I'd been known to bring home "strays" as my Dad called them
in the past but that's a tale for another time; I'm sure James will fill
you in about that at some point or another.

Regardless, they seemed to be alright with the idea of the boy staying with
us for a couple of days.  An after the boys calmed down and I finally got
out of bed, Pup and I took a quick shower to wash off our stink.
Afterwards, I brought his things into the house and the boys asked if he
could go with us to lunch.  I'm glad they did too, because up until then
I'd all but forgotten that I'd promised to take them to the Pepperoni
Phallus for lunch.

James had to work that day too, so we all got dressed and followed him.
Well, all of us except for my Dad; Who stayed behind to do some work in the
yard.  He was working on a project behind the house, that I'm sure he'll
tell you all about at some point.  An before you say it, I know what you
thinking but no, he wasn't building anything sexual or at least I didn't
think it was.  Than again, it could have been if your into that sort of
thing.  Oh well, now I've got your mind wandering.  I'll let you ponder
that for a bit, while I tell you what happened to us at the Pepperoni
Phallus.

We arrived right after James and stepped inside to find that it wasn't all
that busy.  However, despite all the empty room in the lobby, the boys made
a b-line for their favorite seats.  An unfortunately, there was already
some woman sitting at our usual table beside the window.  Now instead of
picking out another table to sit as most kids would, Alex sat down across
from her at the table and began to stare at her awkwardly.

"Um, well hello there."  She said a bit bewildered, "Can I help you,
sweetie?"

"This my table."  The boy replied softly.

"Oh?  I'm sorry I didn't see your name on it."  The woman said as she
jokingly looked around for the boy's name on the table.

This didn't deter Alex one bit though.  He just sat there smiling and
staring at her, until Jacob came walking over to him.

"Come on, Alex.  We can sit over there."  Jacob said but Alex was having
none of it.

By the time Pup and I arrived at the table, Alex had crossed his arms in
protest and when I reached out to try and pull him from the seat, he dodged
me and yelled, "No!  My table!"

"I'm sorry ma'am.  Alex!  Stop it right now."  I said firmly, "You can't
just steal people's tables.  She got here first.  Now come on, we'll go sit
over there by the ball-pit."

However, Alex wasn't about to surrender that easily.  He lowered his head
and began to cry; Which should have been my cue to take him to the bathroom
and beat his little ass but before I could decide what action I needed to
take, the woman turned to me and said, "It's alright, it's alright.  Don't
cry, sweetie.  He can sit with me if he wants.  If it's ok with you?"

Feeling that there was little chance of changing the boy's mind without
causing a big scene, I reluctantly agreed to let him sit with the stranger.
I figured that once we'd ordered our food and he saw us eating, that he'd
decide to come join us; Which is exactly what happened.

After Jacob, Pup and I had sat down at another table and James had brought
out our drinks, Alex got the idea and quietly left the woman to finish her
meal and joined us.

"See was that so hard?"  I asked.

He looked at me and nodded his head but picked up his drink and took a sip.
A few minutes later, the woman had finished eating and came over to us and
I apologized again.

To which she said, "No worries.  I have a Grandson about his age.  Once
they're accustomed to a routine it's not easy to get them to change it."

An I nodded and said, "Yeah, I hear you.  My Brother works here, so we've
been coming here a lot.  I guess it's partly our fault for always sitting
there and not changing it up sometimes.  He'll get over it."

Just then, James came walking over with our pizza.  He set it on the table
and turned to the woman; Who had her meal ticket in our hand.

He took it from her and said, "I hope he didn't cause you too much trouble.
I've got this."

"Oh, oh it's quite alright.  There's no need."  She said but James was
insistent that he take care of the bill.

"Seriously, I've got it."  He said and she reached into her purse to hand
him a tip.

"Well thank you.  Here, at least let me give you this."  She said and
handed him a few dollars.

He took it and thanked her.  Then she waved goodbye to the group of us and
headed out the door.  That left the boy's and I to get started on our
pizza.  Well, actually by this time Jacob and Pup had already pulled
themselves each a slice and was devouring it in a hurry.

"Slow down you two, what's the rush?"  I said as I shook my head and helped
Alex pull himself a slice from the tray.

As he and I ate, James stood behind me and said, "Just wait till your
Grandpa hears what kinda trouble you've been up to."

That brought Alex's eating to an abrupt halt and he looked to James and
said, "No, don't tell Grandpa.  Please, I'll be good from now on I
promise."

"Hmm..."  James replied as he thought it over.

Then he leaned down to the boy and said softly in his ear, "I'm sure we can
work something out."

Alex looked at him and James shot him a wink, that one could only describe
as a knowing and subtle hint, that the boy was going to pay for the man's
silence with is cute little boy pussy at a later date.  An I think Alex
knew it too, because he suddenly went quiet and focused heavily on eating
his pizza without further acknowledging what James had just said to him.

Witnessing their interaction brought a grin to my face and I watched as my
Brother patted the boy on the shoulder, before asking us if we needed
anything.  I replied by telling him that we were good for the moment and he
returned to the kitchen.

I'm assuming he must have told his boss that we were out in the lobby,
because a short time later Mr. Melvin came through the kitchen doors and
made his way out to our table.  He had a tray in his hand with what looked
like a giant brownie or something on it.  The boys and I watched as he
brought it over to our table and set it down close to Jacob.

"Hey, Sweetie.  I made you a little something-something."  The man said and
Jacob's eyes lit up.

"Wow!  Thanks!"  The boy said as he stared down at the tray and watched as
the man cut him a slice of what turned out to be a giant chocolate-chip
cookie with melted chocolate on top.

"Can we have some too?"  Alex asked eagerly and Pup joined him in looking
over at the delicious baked good.

Of course, Pup remained silent in true Pup fashion but his eyes were
speaking volumes.  Just like Jacob and Alex, he was wide-eyed and licking
his lips with anticipation as the man sliced the cookie into pieces.

"You know it, fellas.  All ya'll little ones need ya some deep, dark,
chocolate goodness.  Ain't I right, sweetie?"  The man said as he looked
into my Son's eyes.

Jacob nodded and smiled wide.  I don't know if he realized it or not but
judging from the man's actions, he had clearly developed a crush on the boy
and was flirting heavily with him.  Sure it was inappropriate, perverted
and downright disgusting to think that a man of Mr. Melvin's age with such
a massive endowment had a thing for my little boy but shit, I was getting
turned on just thinking about it.

An I apparently wasn't the only one; As just at that very moment, I
happened to glance back toward the front counter and spotted James giving
me the thumbs-up.  That very nearly made me blush and to distract attention
away from myself, I pulled another slice of pizza from the tray and chomped
down on it.

Meanwhile, Mr. Melvin finished slicing the cookie and divvied out slices to
each of the boys; Who reached for them with eager hands.

However, they weren't done with their pizza yet and I knew that eating the
cookie was surely going to put and end to their appetites; So I thanked
Mr. Melvin and said, "Hold on boys.  Finish your pizza first."

Obviously they didn't want to but they did as I said and resumed eating
their pizza before starting on the cookie.  During which time, Pup just so
happened to take a bite of the crust of his slice and let out a little
yelp.

"You alright, Pup?"  I asked a bit concerned.

Thankfully he nodded and slowly withdrew the piece from his mouth.  It was
then, that I saw a tooth sticking up from the crust.  As you can probably
guess, he'd just lost one of his baby-teeth and it had become lodged in the
crust of the pizza.

"You lost a tooth!"  Jacob said quite loudly and Pup plucked it from the
breading.

"It's a big one too!  You gonna make out real good when the Tooth-fairy
come tonight."  Mr. Melvin said, before taking the cookie tray away and
gently giving Jacob a tender rub of the shoulder.

Then the man returned to the kitchen and I told Pup to put the tooth in his
pocket for safe keeping.  He nodded, placed it in his front shirt pocket
and then gently gave each of his remaining teeth a gentle wiggle, before
returning to eating his pizza.

While the boy ate, Alex looked to Jacob and I and asked, "Tooth-fairy?
Who's that?"

To which Jacob replied, "The Tooth-fairy comes when you lose a tooth.  You
place it under your pillow before you go to bed and he comes to get it.  I
don't know what he does with it but he pays you for it.  I get five dollars
for mine."

Hearing that, Alex stuck his fingers in his mouth and started wiggling his
teeth to check if he had some lose ones.

Unfortunately for him though, he didn't have any and said, "I want money.
Do they just fall out or what?"

That's when I had to laugh and said, "Haha!  No, that's not hot it works.
They come out when they're ready.  You can't force them.  Just give 'em
time."

"Yeah, I didn't start losing mine till like I was, what, 7 or 8 right
Daddy?"  Jacob asked.

I nodded and replied, "Yeah, something like that.  Everyone's different but
we all lose our baby-teeth eventually and then the Tooth-fairy comes and
collects them."

Not long after that, the boy's finished eating their pizza and turned their
attention to the cookies on their plates.  Each seemed to really enjoy them
and both my Brother and Mr. Melvin seemed to like watching them eat.  I
swear the whole time both men stood behind the counter and watched like a
couple of peeping-toms.

"Mmmmm!  It tastes soooooo good!"  Jacob and Alex said with Pup silently
agreeing with them.

Mind you, the man had provided me with a slice too but I hadn't yet taken a
bite of mine.  That is until I noticed James making a jerking-off motion
and winking at me from across the room.  That's when I suddenly realized
that the cookie probably contained a special ingredient; One which James
had been adding to everything he cooked in that kitchen.

It was as I took my first bite that I had my suspicions confirmed and my
mouth watered at the thought of eating the sweet semen, that had
undoubtedly been mixed into the cookie dough.  Watching me eat, James
smiled proudly and Mr. Melvin chuckled loudly, before stepping back through
the kitchen doors.  I'm sure he was laughing at the thought of us eating
cum but I didn't care.  That cookie tasted fucking awesome!

Although it did leave me wondering just who's cum I was eating.  A part of
me really hoped it was my Brother's but there was really no telling if it
was his or Mr. Melvin's.  I probably should have asked Jacob if it tasted
familiar but by this time a few other customers had come in and I didn't
want to chance creating a scene.

After we were all done eating, the boys took a few minutes to play around
in the ball-pit and I helped James bus the dishes to the kitchen.  It was
interesting to see the inner workings of the place but more importantly, it
was during that time that I was able to ask James who's extra ingredient
we'd just consumed.

He assured me it was his and I breathed a sigh of relief.  But then he
showed me to a refrigerator, where he presented me with a small bottle of
white creamy stuff.

He didn't have to tell me what it was for me to know that it was a bottle
of semen but I was curious who's it was and had to ask; To which he
replied, "It's a community bottle."

"So...  Not just yours then?"  I asked.

"Mine, Jerome's, Mr. Melvin's, random strangers.  You know, everyone's."
He said with a grin and returned it to the fridge.

"I'm sure the health inspector would have a field day if he found that in
there."  I said.

"He says as long as we keep it dated he doesn't care."  He said.

"Wait, what?"  I asked in shock and he started laughing.

"I'm kidding.  Jesus.  Could you imagine though?"  He said.

An that got me to wondering, how long is cum good for if you keep it
refrigerated?  Maybe one of you could look it up and let me know.
Seriously though, the thought of my Brother adding fresh semen to his
cooking was fucking hot and it tasted so damn good.  I know that sounds
strange but there really are recipes for that sort of thing and I planned
to get him a cookbook of them for Christmas; But don't tell him I said
that.

Then James showed me back out to the lobby and I gathered the boys around
for the trip back home.  They were now full of energy and pizza but I had
no trouble getting them back into the truck.  We piled in and headed back
with no idea what awaited us for the day ahead but with Pup, Jacob and Alex
at the house, there was no telling what kind of fun there was to be had.

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