Date: Tue, 28 Oct 2008 10:36:28 -0700 (PDT) From: Story Teller Subject: My Boy Cody, Chapter 12 Readers: Thanks for your patience waiting for this installment of Cody's adventures. I hope that you enjoy it. I've already started working on the rest of Cody's Monday and I think that it will trip a lot of triggers. Please let me know what you think, I appreciate all comments, good bad and ugly. Story.Teller99@yahoo.com My Boy Cody, Chatper 12: Monday, Monday... So Good to Me Sunlight was just starting to peak through the windows into the big back bedroom I share with Beef and my boy Cody and I was a little bleary still, but not so bleary that I didn't recognize that my cock hound of a son was sucking on my dick. That kid just can't get enough. I was laying on my left side, facing Beef who had fallen asleep on the other side of Cody after another fuck session last night. I had slept with my cock buried in the sweetest boy pussy on the East Coast, he had snuggled down into Beef's musky armpit and dropped off while my crank was still hard as stone. When I opened my eyes the big man was staring at me, his blue eyes glistening oddly in the light. His left hand was busy, thick fingers thrusting into Cody's well-used fuck hole. "Good morning, Tony," he said, a mischievous grin quirking the corners of his mouth. He pulled his spunk-slimed fingers from Cody's clutching hole and ran the tip of his index finger across my lips. In attentively I licked the goo off. It tasted amazing. Beef laughed at me and Cody moaned around my hard on. "Taste good?" my friend asked. "Yeah, actually," I said. Beef clapped his left hand on my right hip and pushed me onto my back, my son following the cock that made him and curling up on his knees between my forced open thighs. With another leering grin at me he dove into Cody's exposed smooth hole and the boy gurgled around my rod again. Soon the obscene sounds of my friend slurping on my boy's leaking gash combined with the sound of gurgling from Cody's throat to make a truly erotic chorus in the room. I leaned my head back and rested against the pillows, enjoying the feeling of my son's talented throat on my stiff cock. He learned to swallow all nine fat inches of my Marine meat and loves to have it down his gullet. I felt the weight on the bed shift and without warning Beef's hands clamped down on my thighs just above my knees. My eyes flew open as he leaned forward across Cody's back, impaling the boy on his just-over-ten inch stake and pressing his lips against mine. I was shocked, I had never kissed another man before, just my son. Beef's tongue slipped between my lips with no resistance and I couldn't help myself: I kissed him back hard and deep. Suddenly my mouth flooded with salty sweet and viscous cum that Beef had been sucking out of Cody's twitching cunt. We did battle tongue to tongue, each of us giving ground then taking it as the war shifted from one mouth to the other. I tangled my fingers in Cody's long black hair and wrapped the other hand around Beef's nearly shaved-bald skull to pull him in deeper to me as we continued to devour each other while fucking my boy`s throat deeper onto my throbbing shaft. Cody was being spit-roasted on our big Marine cocks, I was kissing my first man and tasting the sperm sucked from my slutty son's open-access cock slot. What a way to start the week! Our faces covered in spit and spent cum Beef and I continued to make out, breath tearing in and out in ragged gasps between moans as we climbed the ladder to the first giant orgasm of the day. Beef was really pounding into Cody's hole, driving my cock that fraction of an inch deeper into his clutching throat and by the sounds he made I could tell the little cock-hound was loving every inch of it. I felt my nuts pull up tight to my shaft, my son's spit running down the crack of my ass as my body primed itself to launch my sperm into the sweet warmth of Cody's throat. Beef pulled back from my mouth and looked me dead in the eye. The sweat was beaded up on his forehead, running down his face and shining across his broad, hairy chest as he lunged his fat meat harder into the boy's wide-spread pussy. "You know I love you both," he said softly, almost panting as he continued to drill the best ass in creation. "Yes," I said, looking levelly back at him. "You know the feeling is mutual." He grinned his huge, lopsided, scarred grin. "I wanna jizz with you, Tony!" "Then you better start now, `cause I'm gonna shoot!" I shouted back, and did just that, blast after gut-wrenching blast of ball juice rocketing out of my uncut Marine cock straight into Cody's undulating throat. Beef growled deep in his throat and joined me with an open-mouthed bellow I was sure would wake the neighbors. We all collapsed together in a heap, sweat-soaked bodies in a huddle on the bed, sperm leaking out of Cody's talented hole and gumming up the hair on my thigh. I dozed off. The phone rang and I glanced at the clock quickly. It was just after seven, I wasn't due on Base until nine, so unless there was a problem it wasn't work calling. I could hear the shower running; the delicious smell of bacon cooking filed the house. I rolled over and answered the phone. I had a brief conversation with the principal's secretary then called my best friend Chet at home. His wife answered the phone and promptly put him on with me. After our hellos I said, "Listen, Chet, I got a call from Cody's school, the principal wants to meet with me. Will you cover my desk until I can get to Base, I'll get you the whole skinny as soon as I can." "Sure, Tony," he said. "Anything else you need, holler." "I'll do it," I said as we hung up. Cody was quiet in the jeep on the way to school. He fidgeted a little bit, I could tell he was nervous about me talking to the principal, sure he was in trouble. Considering his favorite extra-curricular activity, I understood that. I parked at he school and we walked in together. I flirted a little with the slightly plump secretary who had called me and then we sat and waited for Principal James to see us. We didn't wait long before he came out of his office. He was taller than I had expected, almost looking me in the eye with a slim build but broad shoulders and looked like a cross between Mark Harmon and Anderson Cooper but with brown eyes. Mr. James was about 45, wearing a good suit with an open collar. He smiled at me as he introduced himself and shook my hand. "Mr. Martin, why don't you come into my office, Cody can wait here for us to talk a moment, if you don't mind," he said. We went into his office and sat in side chairs together with a low table between us. It felt more like a coffee lounge than a principal's office. Mr. James folded his hands in his lap and I noticed how big they looked. He sighed and looked at me. "Mr. Martin, I have a problem," he started. "Well, Mr. James, I hope I can help," I replied, clueless as to where he was going. "I'm quite sure you can," he said. "You see, Mr. Martin, Cody has developed rather a... reputation in school. It's frankly unusual for a freshman to be so high on the radar screen as he seems to be. How long have you known Cody is gay?" The blunt question shocked me, which must have been obvious because Mr. James laughed softly. "Mr. Martin, everyone here knows it.. I have my ear to the ground in my school, and my sources are never wrong.. I know that Cody has been servicing several men here at the school, both staff and students. I also know that you know about it and that you protect Cody, ferociously. Nobody gets a piece of that boy's ass without going through you first. That's my problem." "I'm afraid I don't quite understand," I said, although I was pretty sure I did. He wanted to fuck my son and he was asking me permission to do it. He laughed again, a light sound but manly nonetheless. "Don't insult us both, Mr. Martin. You know that I want you to say I can tap that beautiful boy's sweet ass, at least that's part of what I want. But there is more," he said, looking levelly at me. "We have a pretty good football team this year Mr. Martin, for the first time ever. The thing is there are half a dozen boys on the team who are very nearly on academic probation. If they can't play, we can't win and this school runs the risk of losing funding, not just for sports programs but for art, music and science programs as well. I can't let that happen." "That's where Cody comes in. You see, I'd like to use Cody, or more specifically, the treat of pumping Cody's world-class hole full of spunk, as a reward for the six players I have in special tutorials. If they pass, they get to fuck the boy. I can't imagine that Cody would object, if what I have been told is true." He looked at me, right in the eye and I knew he was dead serious. "Well," I said, "lets ask the boy what he thinks. If he says yes, then he can do it. But Cody will not be forced into anything he doesn't want to do. He does like it rough, I'll admit that much to you, but if he ever says `no' the whole thing is off, regardless." "That sounds fair to me, Mr. Martin," the principal extended his hand and I shook it. He pressed the intercom on the little table between us. "Miss Bentley, please send Cody in." My beautiful son walked into the room and looked at me first, visibly relaxing when I smiled at him. He listened intently to the principal's proposal and eagerly agreed. Jesus that kid just can't get enough cock! "Dad," Cody said, violet eyes wide in wonder and beaming at me "you are so cool!" I laughed and he turned back to Mr. James. "Can I suck your cock now, Sir?" he asked practically bouncing on his toes. "Not now, Cody." The boy's disappointment was palpable. "You have English this period, and I shouldn't keep you from Mr. Blakeworth any longer than I have already. You'll come see me fifth period, we'll meet the boys then and you can have my load then." Cody threw his arms around me and kissed my cheek before bolting out of the office to his English class. He was in for a really great day.