Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 23:55:18 -0700 From: MikeFilt Subject: Growing Up Cooper: Part 2 ############################################################################# # _______ _______ __ __ _______ _______ _______ _____ _______ # # | | |_ _| |/ | ___| | ___|_ _| ||_ _| # # | |_| |_| <| ___| | ___|_| |_| || | # # |__|_|__|_______|__|\__|_______| |___| |_______|_______||___| # # # ############################################################################# --- mikefilt@gmail.com --- ################# Adult Content Warning and Disclaimer ################## # # # This story contains adult content, you must be at least 18 years old or # # the applicable age of majority in the jurisdiction where you reside. # # # # This story is a work of fiction. 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Remember that the key # # words to any sexual encounter is mutually consenting adults. # # # # Copyright 2014 by MikeFilt, all rights reserved # # # ############################################################################# --- THIS STORY IS PART OF THE "GREEN VALLEY" UNIVERSE --- ============================================================================= THE CHARACTERS Glenn Cooper, The Dad - 39-years-old Patrick Cooper, The Oldest Son - 17-years-old Aaron Cooper, The Middle Son - 15-years-old Dale Cooper, The Youngest Son - 12-years-old "Growing Up Cooper" is the prologue to a series of short stories involving the Cooper family entitled "The Cooper Lifestyle" with new sections being posted periodically ============================================================================= GROWING UP COOPER: PART 2 Glenn woke up early the next morning, before the sun had really risen. His morning wood was rock hard and poking at Dale's twelve-year-old butt. He stretched out and yawned, unzipping the sleeping bag he was sharing with his youngest son. Glenn folded back the flap of the sleeping bag exposing Dale's bare body. He looked down at his naked son with admiration. The night before they had the traditional Cooper family birds and bees talk, his little boy was starting his journey into manhood. Dale's body was completely hairless except for a small tuft of pubic hair above his boycock. Glenn couldn't see the boy's dick at the moment as he was laying facedown, sprawled out, legs parted. Glenn's gaze traveled down the boy's back, taking in his mop of blonde hair, his smooth narrow back, his cute little bubble butt, and his thin lanky legs. Glenn's morning wood was partly a piss hard on but was mostly rock solid from the memories of the night before. Glenn loved his boys very much and loved that he was able to experience his middle son physically. Now he wanted to enjoy a physical connection with his twelve-year-old son. Sitting up he looked closer at Dale's bubble butt. Dale's legs were spread slightly, his virgin hole hidden somewhere unseen inside the crease of his young butt. Emerging from below this hairless crack was that short ridge of skin that led to his small hairless balls. They rested on the flannel of the open sleeping bag, his dick hidden somewhere under him. Glenn reached out with his his index finger and ticked his son's exposed taint. The boy squirmed slightly in his sleep, his hips rocking slightly. For a brief instant his buttcrack spread apart revealing his tight, untouched boyhole. The pink pucker was sealed shut with the innocence of youth, looking too tight to fit even a pea into it. Glenn spread those buns apart to get a longer look as his tight virgin asshole. Then he bent down and licked it, awakening the boy's hole, preparing it for a new purpose. After several minutes of licking and sucking Dale stirred and groggily woke up with a moan of pleasure. "That feels good daddy." Dale muttered "You like it son? You like your daddy licking your cute butt?" "Oh yes." Dale moaned as Glenn stuck his tongue in deeper, pushing past the first sphincter, reaching just inside the boy's pink pucker. Glenn worked on his son's hole for as long as he could before finally succumbing to the needs of his throbbing hard dick. Glenn positioned himself behind his son and gently placed the head of his cock against his son's tight virgin asshole. The pink pucker looked even tighter and smaller next to Glenn's thick slab of man meat. Thinking of good that tight hot hole would feel wrapped around his dick Glenn pushed forward, forcing his dick into the 12-year-old's cherry. He let out a deep sigh as his flared cockhead sank into his son, spreading open the boy's virgin hole. Dale let out a gasp of pain as his father's cockhead forced its way into his tight boyhole. "Shh, shh, shh, relax," Glenn said soothingly stroking the boy's back, "Let your daddy's dick inside you. Relax and open up." Dale felt the ridge of his dad's cock head slide past the outer lips of his asshole, ripping him open, before popping into the space between the outer and inner ring. Glenn felt his son's ass accept the cockhead, pulling it in slightly before being held as tight as a fist right at the entrance of the inner ring. Dale was panting slightly and Glenn could feel the boy's quickened pulse against the tip of his cock which was pushing at the twitching inner sphincter. Dale's clenched assring was resisting his father's invasion. "We can't stop here baby," Glenn chided, "you feel too good son. I wanna do this." Dale grunted and buried his head in the sleeping bag as Glenn increased the pressure. He pushed Dale's hips into the sleeping bag and leaned over the boy pushing his weight into the resisting asshole. Dale cried out in pain as he felt the inner depths of his asshole being opened for the first time. Glenn grunted and wiggled a bit and sinking ever so slightly deeper into his son. Taking deep ragged breaths Dale tried to relax, tried to overcome the pain of his father's cockhead halfway through is inner ring. Glenn could feel his son's sphincter spasming as it tried to keep him out. "That's right son" Glenn went on encouragingly, "Take it in, take in your father's fat cock." Dale bit into the sleeping bag to keep from crying out again, as another half inch of dadcock worked its way into his pre-teen fuckhole. Glenn's bulbous knob was almost entirely through Dale's inner ring, the wide flared base slowly, so slowly, tearing through Dale's inner ring. With an audible pop, the cockhead snapped past the iron tight ring and entered Dale's gut. Dale screamed and Glenn pushed his face into the pillow to muffle the sound. "Shh," Glenn whispered, "You don't want to wake up your brothers." Dale's super tight pre-teen fuck chute was clinging to the few inches of his father that made it into him so far. Glenn had never felt anything so tight or so pleasurable. His son's asshole was grasping his cock in ways that he had never before experienced. Glenn knew he should wait for his son to acclimate to the sensation of a massive adult dick in his ass but he was too horny to take this deflowering slowly. With his cockhead past every resistance point, Glenn had complete control over how fast to enter his son. He pushed slowly but forcefully, inch by painful inch into his now whimpering child. Glenn could feel his son's gut stretching and straightening out, realigning and making a path through his insides to accommodate his father's cock. Dale's assring sucked at the thick shaft, trying (and failing) to stop his father from going in any deeper. His dad's cock was sliding and pushing through his gut past his belly button, until at long last Dale felt his father's pubes tickle his butt as the last inch was jammed inside his searing hole. Dale was whimpering, quietly bitting the flannel sleeping bag. He could feel his father's big hairy balls against his own, and felt the shaft impaling him from his asshole all the way to right below his rib cage. Glenn was massaging his son's back shushing and soothing him, pushing down by his body, pinning him with his massive dadcock. Despite the love and tenderness with which he soothed his son, knowing he should probably wait there until the boy stopped whimpering, he couldn't help but slowly reverse the process, pulling out of the boy inch by inch. Dale could feel the fat cock retreat back through his gut, the tunnel shrinking and tightening as the invading cock slowly pulled out. The tight slimy grip of Dale's chute massaged the flared head of Glenn's cock as he pulled slowly out finally stopping before his cockhead pulled past the inner ring. Reversing course, Glenn pushed back into Dale, slowly, steadily. Then back out. Back and forth slowly building up speed always keeping his cockhead inside his son's gut. Glenn could feel the change in his son as the sensations of pain melted into those of pleasure. Dale was purring slightly, his ass rings throbbing with pleasure rather than pain. The boy was still very tight but the friction was now pleasurable rather than painful. "Oh yeah," moaned Glenn, "How does that feel son? You like having daddy's giant cock in your tight asshole son?" Dale was in sensory overload, enjoying the new sensation too much to reply. Glenn pushed all the way in and then wiggled his hips around in a circle. Dale let out a scream of pleasure, groaning loudly as as he felt his dad's fuckstick stir up his gut. The sky was becoming lighter as the sun finally appeared as a sliver over the mountain ridge. In the cool morning light Glenn spotted two shadows on the tent wall. Patrick and Aaron were peeking through the mesh window of the tent flap, watching their dad fuck their younger brother. The boys were naked and both sporting teenage hard-ons. "Well don't just stand there," Glenn chided his sons, "Get in here." Aaron and Patrick scrambled into the tent, eager to get a closer look at their brother's stretched out asshole. Glenn continued fucking Dale, enjoying the audience of his sons. The tent was much too small for all 4 Coopers and sure enough Glenn said shortly, "Okay let's take this party outside." Hearing this Dale pulled forward off Glenn's cock but Glenn grabbed him by the hips and slammed him back on his cock. "Oh no you don't boy." Glenn doubted he could jam his cock back inside Dale if he pulled out now. Hugging the boy to his chest he got on his knees and carefully ducked out of the tent, keeping Dale on his massive fuckrod. The guys stumbled over to the picnic table where Glenn carefully rotated the boy on his cock. Dale gasped and trembled as he felt his dads cock twist inside him, touching and prodding undiscovered areas of his insides. Completely turned around, Glenn laid the boy on his back, legs up in the aid, ass right at the edge of the picnic table. Aaron and Patrick stood on the benches on either side, jerking their teen cocks watching the fuck show. Glenn had resumed fucking the boy, this time harder and faster. Between grunts Glenn said to Patrick and Aaron, "Time for an... advanced lesson... this boys is a demonstration... of fucking... You want to mix it up..." Glenn muttered here and there loosely narrating his actions. Glenn bent his knees slightly altering the angle of his dick to thrust upwards into Dale's boyhole. Patrick and Aaron could see their brother's stomach bulge slightly as their dad's cock pushed up from the inside, forcing his gut to realign yet agin. By now Glenn was slamming into Dale with long powerful strokes, rubbing against Dale's prostate. The boy grunting and moaning loudly every time his dad's balls smacked into his butt. Dale's 4 inch boycock was hard and twitching from the g-spot stimulation. Glenn reached down and started jerking his son's boycock with his thumb and index finger, timing the strokes with his own powerful rod sliding in and out of the boy's tight fuckhole. Eventually Glenn couldn't hold it in any more and with a primal roar he slammed his swollen cock into Dale with the force of a truck. Dale slid up the table several inches and felt a flood of hot jizz shoot from his dad's expanding, throbbing cock. Rope after rope of hot cum shot into Dale's gut coating his insides with the sticky salty slime. Glenn breathed deeply and panted, "Good boy, Dale." Dale lay still feeling the hot jizz slowly drip through his guts, his dad's cock twitching occasionally in the aftermath of his orgasm, slowly deflating. Glenn carefully pulled his cock out of the boy. His cockhead pulled all the way backwards through Dale's assrings for the first time, pulling strings of jizz with it. Dale left out a gasp as he felt his dad's monster vacate his hole leaving him feeling strangely empty. Dale's 12-year-old hole throbbed and slowly shrunk, closing up after his father's dick. So large was his dad's cock, that his asshole could only shrink so much. Jizz and gut juice dripped form his gaping and pulsating asshole, still open enough to easily take a finger. "Oh dad," Said Dale, "My butt feel so strange and empty." Glenn grinned at his youngest boy before turning to his eldest, "Patrick," He said, "You heard your brother, it's your turn to fuck his tight little boyhole." END OF PART 2 Ideas, suggestions, requests and more can be directed at mikefilt@gmail.com