Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2018 02:49:46 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 47

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 47" {Rob} (MMB oral anal)

Here's the Wednesday chapter. I intended it to cover the entire day,
including the evening with Jim and his father. But, I got so involved with
Steve and his dad that it ended up just being Wednesday morning. I hope you
enjoy it and are not getting bored. The next chapter will be Wednesday
afternoon and, I hope, the evening's activities at the Evan's house. Rob at
fmhar1969@aol.com.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 47 – Wednesday Morning

After a satisfied sleep Steve woke the next morning to the sounds of his
mother getting ready to go to work. He rolled over onto his stomach and
lazily started to rub his morning wood against the cruddy sheet, his head
resting on the edge of the mattress. As he glanced down at the floor, he
saw on a folded cloth a neat pile of four used condoms knotted at the ends
and filled with milky white fluid. He reached down and picked one of them
up and brought it to his face. As he held it under his nose and took a deep
breath. He recognized the smell of his father's pungent cum even though it
was encased in the latex sleeve. He also recognized the sweet smell of his
mother's pussy. He licked the outside and then gently sucked the little
balloon into his mouth savoring the smell and taste he had learned from the
times his father made him clean off his condom-covered cock when he came
into Steve's room immediately after pulling out of his mother's cunt.

Sometimes Steve's sucking would get his father hard and he would shoot a
second load of his thick daddy-cum into the already-full rubber. Oftentimes
the rubber would burst or Steve would chew it open and the tastes and
smells would combine.

After he had sucked all of his mother's juices off the skin, he bit down
and savored his father's thick cream as it flooded his mouth before
swallowing it down and reaching for the others. As he brought them up on
the bed, he noticed the cloth was damp. He brought it up to his face and
breathed deeply. He recognized his father's smell, his cum, his sweat, and
the musk of his crotch, all mixed. `This is Dad's cum rag,' the hard-dicked
boy said to himself. `This is the cloth he wiped himself off with after he
finished fucking Mom, before he came in here to leave these for me,' he
thought as he covered his face with the damp cloth and breathed in.

As he savored his father's smells, he reached down and began to jerk his
hard cock. It took only a few strokes before he was shooting spurt after
spurt of his fresh morning load over his naked body. The first shot landed
on his father's sex-cloth just at his mouth. It was so copious he could
immediately taste it seeping through onto his lips. He opened his mouth and
sucked. The taste of his own cum, seasoned with his father's tastes and
smells sent him over the edge further. The second spurt landed in the
middle of his chest, the third on his hard abs, running to pool in and
around his bellybutton. The rest poured down over his hand and filled in
his pubic bush and seeped down into the hollow between his bottom abdominal
muscles and the base of his pubic mound.

He lay gasping, taking huge breaths as his cock slowly softened and fell,
coming to rest in the gooey mess that covered his belly. He could feel the
warm slime his cock was resting in. As his breathing calmed, he realized he
was still chewing on the wet cumrag he had sucked into his mouth. Reaching
up, he took it off his face.

There were still three condoms full of his dad's cum on the bed beside
him. He picked them up one by one and biting off the tips emptied them over
his already cum-covered body. That done, he lay there dabbling his fingers
in the thick cum, mixing his father's with his on, rubbing his fingers over
his hard body, the muscles still strained by the forceful-ness of his
orgasm. After rubbing some of the cum in his bushy pubes, he gathered as
much of the mixed seed up as he could and sucked it off his fingers into
his mouth, swallowing it into his belly. Feeling what was left of the warm
cum beginning to cool, he rolled over onto his stomach, the side of his
face resting on the still-damp cumrag. As the mixed loads of cum soaked
from his relaxed body into the cruddy sheets, he fell into a very light
doze.

In a short time, he heard his mother going past his room and down the
stairs. He glanced at the clock. It was seven o'clock, her usual time. He
jumped up, having to unstick himself from the still damp sheets and took a
quick shower, pulling on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt before going down
to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Mom," he said giving her a peck on the cheek and beginning
to put things on the table.

"Good morning, sweetie." Why aren't you dressed for school? You're not
sick, are you?"

"Don't you remember? I told you we don't go in until noon, some kind of
teacher training."

"Oh yes. I remember. That'll give you a chance to see your dad. He was
disappointed you weren't up when he got home, but understood it was a
school night."

Just as Mrs. Andrews was finishing her preparations, Captain Andrews walked
into the kitchen. He was dressed in boxer shorts and a undershirt. He
walked over to his wife, embraced her and gave her a kiss on the
mouth. "You look good and smell good too. I envy Jerry, getting to work
with you in the office. Is there enough food for your husband?" he said in
a light-hearted manner.

"Of course. I always make extra in case Steve is hungrier than
usual. That's the perfume you gave me for Christmas you smell. I love
it. And so does Jerry," she added teasingly. Her boss, Jerry Sims, was her
husband's best friend.

"Think you can spare some food for your old man?" he asked Steve.

"Sure, Dad, anything you want," Steve said with a grin as he stared at his
handsome father, taking in the hard-muscled hairy legs, broad shoulders and
muscular arms revealed by his skimpy clothing. He couldn't help licking his
lips as he looked at the hair showing under his arms and on the part of his
chest that was revealed by the scanty top. He could see dark hair as his
father moved toward the table and the opening in the front of his boxers
gaped slightly and make out the bulge of his partially hard cock.

The three Andrews sat down and enjoyed their breakfast. "Don't let Jerry
work you too hard or keep you late at the office. Remember, I'm taking you
out to dinner tonight," Captain Andrews said as his wife was getting her
things together to leave.

"What about Steve?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm going to spend the evening at Jim's house. I'll get fed there. We
already planned it. Dad told me he wanted a date with just his best girl,"
Steve chimed up.

"Oh, John," she said with a slight school-girl simper as she turned to
leave. Captain Andrews got up and followed her toward the garage door. He
took her in his arms and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. Feeling the
hardness of his cock against her thigh, she said, "John! What in the world!
Not now!"

"I know! I Know! I'm just so horny!"

"You're as bad as you were in high school," she said with a grin. "You'll
just have to wait `til tonight," she said as she turned and went out the
door.

"Tell Jerry I'll talk to him later. We're playing golf this afternoon."

Steve was clearing the table and putting things in the dishwasher when his
dad came back in with the newspaper he had picked up in the hallway. He sat
down at the table with his legs spread wide. The loose legs of his boxers
rode up his muscular thighs and the head and some of the shaft of his hard
cock came into view. Steve stared hungrily, but continued with his
clean-up. Captain Andrews raised the open newspaper up in front of his face
and began reading. After a few minutes, he asked, "Did you like what I left
for you?"

Steve stopped and turned toward the hidden voice. "Oh god, yes! I drank the
first one and came so much my chest and stomach were covered. Afterwards I
bit the others and spread your cum all over me and mixed yours with
mine. Then I got up all I could and sucked it off my fingers. The rest is
soaked into my sheets."

"You are a nasty little cum-whore, aren't you."

"Oh yeah, Daddy. I'm a whore for your cum, you know that."

"What else do you like from Daddy's cock?"

"Oh, you know I like to drink your piss. Do you need to piss, Daddy?"

"Why don't you come over here and find out!" Captain Andrews ordered as he
laid the newspaper on the table and pulled the leg of his shorts up
farther, exposing half of his huge hard cock.

Steve quickly closed the dishwasher and turned it on before walking over to
his father and getting down on his knees between the wide-open
legs. Placing his hands on his father's knees, he leaned in and licked the
huge fleshy knob that was oozing thick cockslime out of its gaping mouth
onto the hairy thigh it was resting on. As his soft lips and tongue kissed
and caressed the red knob, it pulsed harder and pushed itself further and
further into the worshiping boy's mouth. Finally, his lips closed behind
the ridged flange of the corunna and locked themselves around the neck as
the tip of his seeking tongue speared into the pumping meatus seeking out
its sweet nectar.

As Captain Andrews reached down and took his son's head in his big hands
and sighed, "Good boy!" Steve tasted the first blast of acrid piss begin to
flow out of the slit his tongue was exploring. "Yeah, that's my boy. Drink
Daddy's morning piss. I was saving it up for you `til your mom
left. Getting hard helped me hold it in." As the captain's piss flooded his
mouth, Steve could barely keep up, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of
the hot, tasty liquid down into his stomach. Finally, the flow dwindled as
Steve continued to suck, accepting the head down into his throat as he felt
his father's cock, which had lost some of its hardness while he was
pissing, thicken as it hardened again and grew to its full length. At the
same time he felt the big hands tighten around his head and pull him closer
and closer making it more and more difficult for him to breathe.

Just as Steve was about to have to begin a struggle for breath, his
father's hold loosened, allowing him to pull back slightly to unplug his
throat. He took a big gulp of air and began to press his face back into the
captain's crotch. He was stopped by his dad pushing him off the tube of
hard flesh. He fell back on his heels and looked up into his father's eyes
as the big man stood up and pushed his boxers from his waist and let them
drop to his feet. He kicked them out of the way and sat down.

"That's better," he said as he took hold of his son's head and pulled his
face toward his hairy crotch. Steve automatically opened his mouth wide for
the big knob, slimy with spit and cock drool, to enter. "That's it! Open up
and take it! Let it in! Slowly! It's been a while for you! That's it, just
let it go down! Slowly, slowly! Take it all the way! Suck Daddy's cock all
the way down!" he ordered as he pulled Steve's head closer and closer into
the space between his hard, hairy thighs and pushed his hard cock deeper
and deeper into his mouth and throat until his son's face was surrounded by
the thick dark hair that covered his father's lower body and his nose was
pressed into the curly forest of his pubes.

"Oh yeah! That's Daddy's good little cocksucker! You know how to make love
to Daddy's cock! What Daddy likes" he moaned as Steve worked his throat
around the big invader. As he felt Steve beginning to pull back, he
tightened his grip on his son's head. "Keep working Daddy's dick! You can
stay on it a little longer!" After a few more seconds reveling in the
combination of Steve's tongue, throat and esophagus working over his
engorged penis, Captain Andrews relaxed his hold. "Oh yeah! You're making
Daddy feel so good!" he said as he let Steve come up long enough to refill
his lungs before pressing deep back into the massaging throat-cunt.

"Good! So good! Oh fuck yeah! Take my load! Take Daddy's load! Drink down
that hot cum filling your belly with Daddy's sperm, drinking the sperm that
made you! That's my boy! That's my little stud pussy-boy! That's my little
man, sucking his daddy's cock, drinking his daddy's cum!"

The flow of hot, nutty cum slowly coming to an end, Steve edged back until
only a couple of inches of his father's thick meat was still in his
mouth. He moved his hands from his father's muscular thighs where they had
been resting while he was concentrating on pleasuring the big man's cock
down to his hairy ball bag that had relaxed after the big nuts had released
their offerings and began caressing them through the loose skin with his
soft hands while he continued to caress the meaty cock with his tongue and
lips.

"Oh yeah! That's Daddy's good boy! Feels good! My boy making love to his
daddy's big cock. Your lips holding it in! Your tongue, so soft and wet!
Suck it! Suck Daddy's cockhead! That's it! Feels so good! Not too much!
Don't make it hard! I've got something else for you! Daddy needs to piss
again! You ready to drink some more of Daddy's piss?" He heard a yes-moan
come from his son just as he relaxed his bladder and let his piss flow into
the kneeling boy's mouth. Steve swallowed rapidly to keep from losing a
drop of the precious fluid, moaning constantly as he serviced his powerful
father. "Good boy! Nothing better than pissing in a soft, warm
toilet-mouth! Keep on swallowing! I'm not empty yet!" As the flood
gradually lessened, then became a trickle across Steve's tongue and down
his throat, the captain gently pulled out and stood, his hairy muscular
body towering over the boy kneeling between his legs. "Let's take this
upstairs," the captain said as he pulled Steve up from the floor.

Steve picked up his father's boxers as he followed the almost naked man out
of the kitchen and up the stairs and into his bedroom.

"On the bed cunt! Daddy wants to eat some pussy before he fucks it!"

Steve eagerly climbed on the cruddy bed. He could smell and feel the
still-damp cum from his morning jackoff session. He lowered his head and
shoulders to the pillow and presented his upraised ass opened up by his
wide-spread knees resting on the bed.

The big man stood at the end of the bed looking down at the pretty ass
spread out before him. There was just the slightest trail of soft hair
running down the deepest part of the crack and surrounding the soft pink
pucker nestled at the center. As he stared down at the boy-pussy he was
getting ready to devour, his mind went back to first ass he had broken to
his will.

John Andrews had started, along with his best friends Jerry Sims and Henry
Evans, when they were in the last year of elementary school when the three
buddies entered puberty together. After a short period of mutual
exploration, which resulted in regular group masturbation sessions, the
three had their first cums. John was first, but the other two shot their
first loads soon after.

Soon after moving up to junior high, John began to notice one of their
classmates, Jimmy Peters, who seemed to be taking unusual interest in other
boys' cocks and balls when they were naked in the locker room before and
after PE. Jimmy wasn't a friend, but he was an okay guy. He was smart, and
played sports at which he was pretty good. He started out as a Cub Scout
and had gone on into Boy Scouts. One day, when John happened on him taking
a piss in the boys' restroom, he took the place just next to him and pulled
out his already six-inch cock and began slowly stroking it as he aimed a
stream of strong yellow piss at the back of the urinal. He was quickly so
hard that he couldn't piss any more. He continued to gently stroke the
impressive boy-meat as he turned slightly toward the other boy who had
finished peeing, but was still holding his four inches and staring down at
John's hardon.

"You like looking at other boys' cocks?" John asked in a low voice. Jimmy
was speechless. He quickly stuffed his dick in his pants and zipped up, but
made no move to leave. "I've seen you in the locker room. You like this
one? It's big ain't it?" Jimmy gulped and made a slight move away. "Wait!
I'm not gonna hurt you. I don't mind you looking. You want to feel it? I
bet you'd like to feel my hard cock! Go ahead! I don't mind!"

Jimmy's hand slowly moved toward the big hard cock his classmate was
offering to let him feel. John removed his hand, leaving the impressive
pole to stand out by itself. As the other boy's hand touched the cock, John
said, "Yeah, that feels good! Wrap your hand around it!" Jimmy did as he
was told and gave the hard piece of boy-meat a soft squeeze. "Yeah! Get
into it! Stroke it! You know how to do that? Have you started jacking off?"

"Yes," Jimmy squeaked.

"Can you shoot cum?"

"No, but it feels good."

"Do it to me then! Make me feel good!" John demanded. "I'll let you see it
shoot if you do it good." Jimmy started running his hand up to the head of
John's cock where he felt the slick drool that was oozing out. "Feel that!
You got me goin'. Rub it down the shaft. Make it slick!" In just a minutet
the drooling slit opened wider and began shooting white stuff into the
urinal. "See. That's cum. We can't do any more in here. But you like doing
it?"

Without raising his eyes to look at his larger classmate, the boy nodded
his head yes. "You can do it anytime. I don't mind. You know my buddies
Jerry and Henry?" Jimmy again nodded yes. "I bet they'd let you feel their
cocks. Let you see their cum. You think you'd like that?" Another nod. "You
think you could meet us after school behind the shed where they store the
equipment?"

That afternoon the three friends had their first experience using a fag. At
first they just had him jack each of them off until they shot their loads
on the ground in the woods that adjoined the back of the school
grounds. The next time John surprised Jimmy by coming in his hand and
talked him into licking it clean. By the third or fourth time they had him
on his knees jacking their cocks and letting them shoot their loads in his
mouth. A few times later they had him sucking their cocks. After another
two or three months, they were fucking their cocksucker in the ass. Even
after they found other class/teammates who wanted to take care of their
ever-growing cocks and ever-increasing libidos, they continued to use Jimmy
Peters from time to time until they all graduated from high school. Jimmy
pretty much managed to stay in the closet during high school, although he
did extend his services to a few of his teammates and fellow scouts. The
three "fuckateers" as the laughingly called themselves lost touch with him
when they went to different colleges, but they did hear that he'd made
quite a name for himself as a star player on the sports field and a horny
frat fuck-boy. His family moved and he never came back for reunions.

Back in the present, the naked man climbed onto the bed to kneel between
his son's feet. He leaned forward and placing his big hands on the two firm
mounds of the butt open before him spread the cheeks further apart and
pressed his face into the fragrant valley. He breathed deeply, identifying
the mixed smells of musk, sweat, cum and boy hole. His lips found the soft
pucker and his big tongue burrowed into the tight little hole in its
center.

"Oh yeah, Daddy, eat my pussy. Eat me out. Fuck my hole with your
tongue. So good! Oh god yes! Yes! Yes!" Steve moaned as his father worked
his hole, loosening it up, filling the now opening anus with his hard
tongue and his spit."

Satisfied the little pucker was ready; Captain Andrews kneed himself up
closer to the object of his lust and pressed the slimy head of his huge
cock into the soft cushion. Slowly, slowly he pressed inward. The glans
popped in past the still tight sphincter and lodged itself in the entrance
to his son's rectum. Then slowly but surely he pressed in and in, filling
his boy's guts with his hard, thick meat pole. "Yeah!" he growled. "Sweet
ass. Sweet as the softest pussy. Oh yeah! Yeah! Take Daddy's cock in your
pussy. So hot and tight! Feel that big cock in your tight pink hole. Just
like a sausage stuffed full to bursting with hot meat. Show me how much you
love Daddy's cock! Massage it! Fuck yourself with it! Lemme feel those
boy-pussy muscles making love to Daddy's cock!"

The captain's endless flow of dirty talk had Steve in a frenzy of
desire. The hard, thick ramrod pumping in and out of his boyhole,
stretching it, filling his insides deep up in his guts, stretching the
walls of his bowels, finding places it or any other cock had ever gone was
driving him wild. His hard boy-cock was rubbing out a long, shattering load
against the cruddy, damp sheet under him. As he shot spurt after spurt of
his slimy boy-cum, his ass muscles gave his dad's big sausage the final
massaging that brought the captain to a shattering orgasm, filling his
son's spasming hole with massive amounts of hot daddy-cum. His balls
completely emptied, the man relaxed down onto the muscular young body of
his son.

Steve, crushed into the cummy bed, sighed a long sigh of
contentment. Reveling in the weight of his father's relaxed hairy body and
the thick softening cock still embedded deeply in his ass. "Was that good
for you, son?" he heard as his father whispered into his ear.

"Oh yes, Daddy. So good! I wish you could be here every day to fuck me. To
fuck me every night after you do Mom," he said as he felt the now-soft, but
still thick tube of manmeat slowly slide out of his well-used hole. He
hoped his dad would stay on top of him, just a little longer to be crushed
below the hairy muscled body of the man he loved.

"Baby, I'd love to be able to fuck you every day, every night, but I don't
even fuck your mom that often," the big man said with a chuckle as he
pushed himself up and swung his legs off the bed to sit beside his boy. As
he stroked Steve's smooth, hard little butt, he said, "You drive me wild
with these smooth melons and the tight little pussy down between them, but
you'd still have to get it from Jim and your other fuckers even if I was
here all the time. I'm not a young man anymore, and you are an insatiable
little cock-whore," he said with a laugh as he got up from the
bed. Glancing at the clock he saw it was a little after ten. "I've got to
shower, shave and get dressed. Jerry's picking me up and we're going to the
club to play a round of golf. When do you have to be at school?"

"Not `til one o'clock. The teachers' meeting lasts `til twelve."

"Good. You can keep Jerry entertained. You'll like that, won't you? I told
him you were home. He'll be here in about fifteen or twenty minutes. Why
don't you get out of bed and clean some of the cum off you. Keep my cum in
your ass. He'll like that, nothing like fucking into a well-lubed asshole,
especially if the lube is fresh cum!" Captain Andrews said as he walked out
of the room.

Steve went into his bathroom and got wet a cloth to wipe the cum off his
face and the front of his body. He gave a light rub across his butt, not
going into his sticky crack. He could hear the shower running in his
parents' bathroom and wished he was in it with his dad. Back in his room,
he put on only a thin pair of running shorts, nylon, reaching just a few
inches below his crotch with a split up both sides almost to the elastic
waist. There was no built-in support, and Steve didn't put on a jockstrap
like he would have worn if he were going running. As he thought about his
dad and what they had already done and what he was going to be doing with
his dad's best friend in just a few minutes, his cock started to chub up.

Just then the doorbell rang and his dad shouted, "That'll be Jerry! Tell
him I'll be down in a few! While he's waiting, I told him you would keep
him entertained!"

Steve hurried down the stairs, his cock bouncing up and down under his
shorts. Every time the right leg flapped up, part of his half hard cock was
exposed, the pink glans already shiny with pre. He opened the door and took
in the sight the man who, along with Steve's father and Matt Sims,
Mr. Sims' Marine officer son, had been fucking and using him for the past
weeks. He was dressed in brown loafers, khaki trousers and a blue
blazer. Under the open jacket was a colorful knit shirt that showed off his
broad muscular chest and flat belly that Steve knew was covered with a
light coating of brown hair. Steve assumed he was a little more casually
dressed because of the planned day on the golf course with his father. He
knew his mother would be in charge of the law office for most of the
day. Glancing down, he saw the mammoth bulge at his crotch that Steve knew
from often-repeated experience hid a cock and balls every bit as big as his
father's.  In every way Mr. Sims was an older version of his hot stud boys,
Jimbo and Matt, both of whom had used Steve in every way possible the first
of the summer after Tony Alvoretti, the older stud who had turned him into
a cock-loving whore, had graduated and joined the Marines afyer turning him
over to his jock friends to be used until they went off to college.

"Hello Mr. Sims. Come on in. I haven't seen you since school started,"
Steve said as he stepped back to allow the hot, handsome man to
enter. Closing the door, he leaned back against it, giving him a chance to
take a good look at his almost naked little stud body.

Teasingly, he reached up and ran his hands over his well-defined chest and
down his flat rippled abdomen with its light trail of hair running from his
bellybutton into the waist of his shorts. Steve's body was as firm and
muscular as any of the men and boys to whom he gave it, just smaller. He
wasn't as tall as most of his sexual partners but, especially since his
father had taken him in hand using the equipment he had bought and had set
up in the basement workout room, he was every bit as well-developed. His
cock, which most of his partners weren't interested in, was a perfectly
respectable thick six inches.

"Dad's getting ready. He said he'd be down in a bit. We got sort of busy
and lost track of the time after Mom left. He said for me to entertain you
until he got down. Would you like a cup of coffee? There's some left from
breakfast."

"That'd be good, but first I need to take a leak. I'll use the john in the
hall while you get it."

"Oh, Mr. Sims, you don't need to do that. I can take care of your problem,"
Steve said as he stepped out of the shorts he had pushed down to the floor
and moved forward to cup one hand around his father's friend's crotch mound
while he unzipped his fly with the other. "You know how much I liked
drinking your and Dad's and Matt's piss the last time the four of us were
together," he said dropping to his knees as he unfastened the belt and
pulled the khakis open and down along with the white Jockeys Mr. Sims was
wearing.

The surprised man stood still, just spreading his legs a little further
apart while the kneeling boy took hold of the big cock that was already
beginning to harden and placed it just inside his open mouth. The man put
both his hands around Steve's head, relaxed his bladder and let the piss
flow. Steve closed his lips around the thick shaft and swallowed. As the
hot salty tasting liquid hosed into his mouth and down his throat, the boy
had to swallow fast to keep it from spilling out. A little managed to get
past his tightly closed lips and run down his chin onto his chest.

"Phew! I needed that! That was good!" Mr. Sims sighed as the heavy flow
dwindled to a trickle and then shut off. Steve continued to hold the
thickening cock in his mouth and began sucking and licking on it with his
talented tongue. "You're going to get me really hard if you keep that
up. Is that what you want? You want my cum to follow my piss down into your
belly?." Steve made no response. He just kept up his attentions to Jerry's
quickly hardening cock. "Okay, if that's what you want, I'll be glad to
give it to you," he said as he began pushing his now fully hard ram further
in until it hit the back and forced its way into the grasping throat. "Oh
yeah! Take the big cock! I haven't had a blowjob since the last time we got
together. Such a good little cocksucker! I can tell you haven't forgotten
any of your tricks," he said as he began pumping in and out of the sucking,
massaging mouth and throat. "I can tell you've been getting lots of
practice since school started. How many studs you sucking at school? Any of
your teachers getting it from you besides Matt's buddy Tom? I bet you've
got a real following, men and boys using your hot mouth and tight ass."

During this Captain Andrews came down the stairs and walked in on his best
friend roughly using his son's mouth. "Good boy," he said to his son. "Glad
to see Steve's taking care of you, buddy. It's been a while, is he as good
as you remember?"

"Fuck yeah! Better! He must be getting lots of practice at the school."

"Yeah. He keeps me posted. Of course Jim Evans, Henry's son, is still his
main man, but he's got the principal's son, a kid in his class called Roy
who seems to be on the dominant side, Matt's buddy the English teacher and
one of the young coaches. A couple of basketball players ambushed him just
the other day in the restroom, took him into the locker room and
double-fucked him. He told me he really liked getting roughed up by those
two. A black kid and a Latino. I think there are a couple or so baseball
players, one of them, a boy called Jake, is a close friend of Jim's. I
forget. There may be more, but he's keeping busy." During this the captain
had taken his cock out of his pants and was stroking the hard, thick pole.

"Sounds like it," Mr. Sims grunted as he continued rough-fucking Steve's
mouth-pussy.

"Hey, buddy, have you cum yet?"

"No, but I'm getting close."

"Well, slow down. Stop! I've got him all loosened up and full of cum just
for you. Switch to his rear end. I'll take over here. Raise your ass up and
let Jerry fuck it while Daddy finishes off in your throat!" he ordered as
Mr. Sims pulled out and moved around to Steve's back side.

The two men spent the next hour fucking Steve at both ends. They did trade
around so both of them got to enjoy sloppy seconds in his ass-pussy. When
they finally had enough, both having cum twice, it was time for Steve to
get dressed for school and for them to get to the club for lunch and their
golf game. Just before they left they both gave Steve another piss
cocktail.