Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2022 17:27:25 -0600 From: Derrick Sanders Subject: My Boy's Boy 28 My Boy's Boy 28 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: https://donate.nifty.org/donate.htm This story is fiction. Snippets are from reality with additional kink and dreams of my own added, along with suggestions from readers. I appreciate reader feedback--it's the only pay we get here, so feel free to email me at derrick1968mwm@gmail.com. I'm always playing with myself while writing and usually while reading comments as well. Thanks to those who have reacted to these characters and emailed me. Comments from readers are the only pay I get...donations to Nifty are appreciated. Dylan's View Dad and Craig had me cuffed to a table. Who knew Craig had four sets of handcuffs? I was scared and excited at the same time. I knew Craig and Dad wouldn't really hurt me, but it still made me nervous as hell being totally restrained. There was no way I could really resist whatever they did to me. I was just glad that the table thing I was cuffed to had padding so that I was at least somewhat comfortable and at least wasn't resting against hard wood. I tried to move, but the table was heavy and the position I was in didn't allow to too much in the way of really being able to move--and besides I was cuffed to each leg. I was stuck. I was trying to think I could have been a better boy for Craig. I had been doing what Craig had told me to. It wasn't really my fault I couldn't find a job. Could Craig really be that upset that I was watching twink on twink porn? That really seemed like a silly reason for Craig to strap me naked to this table. Then I felt it. A spank on my ass. A hard spank. "You need to submit to me boy. Who is your Daddy, Dylan?" Craig said it in a calm, but demanding voice. I didn't answer. I was a little scared. "Dylan? I asked a question." Another spank against my ass. This was harder than the last one. "You are my Daddy, Craig." I answered, trying not to think of how my ass was stinging. "You will only call me Daddy or Sir from now on Dylan. You are not to use my first name again. Is that clear?" Craig ordered. Before I had a chance to answer, he spanked me again. "Yes Daddy," I answered. Then my Dad approached me and put his cock within a few inches of my face. It was hard. I knew that Dad wanted a blow job. Or maybe Craig told him that I needed to give him a blow job. I wasn't certain and it didn't matter. I opened my mouth and Dad put his cock in it. "Suck him" Craig ordered. As Dad's cock entered my mouth, I felt another spank of Craig's hand on my ass. I couldn't cry out since my mouth was full of Dad's dick. I tried to just focus on the dick in my mouth instead of the stinging pain on my ass. "Just make certain you watch the teeth Dylan," Craig said. "You will eventually get used to sucking cock while getting spanked, but today you'll be given a little bit of leeway." Craig spanked me again. "No more twink on twink porn Dylan. You need to watch Daddy-son porn or porn with Daddy types fucking with son types." He spanked me as he said it. My ass was starting to hurt. "I want you to see boys take their Dad's cock in their mouth and in their ass. Is that clear?" I shook my head a little bit up and down. Hopefully that would communicate my message. "Good boy. Shaking your head is sufficient when youv'e got dick in your mouth." My ass was stinging. I just tried to focus on my Dad's cock in my mouth. Craig kept spanking me with his bare hand over and over. It hurt. It really hurt. "Submit to the pain, Dylan. Just give into it." Then Craig did something he never did. He reached for my jock pouch. That's when I realized something. I was hard. Getting spanked was making me hard. "Well Dylan, it looks like you do like this after all. That boy dick is hard. Maybe it's time we associated the pain of a spanking with pleasure." Dad apparently knew what to do. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and got under the table. Craig had only touched my dick for a second, but Dad pulled it out of my jockstrap and started gently and slowly sucking me. Then I felt it. The slapping of Craig's hand on my ass. He was spanking me while Dad was sucking me. My ass was on fire. Spank! Spank! Spank! "Kevin is his dick still hard?" Craig asked. Dad took my dick out of his mouth. "He's very hard. Should I make him cum Daddy while you spank him?" Dad asked. "Not yet" Craig answered. "I want him to really build up a cum for your first. "Here, put these on him." The wave of pain hit me. Dad had put clamps on my nipples. It must have been the sort of clamps Craig had put on his own nipples. "Those are the ones I wear Dylan. How do they feel?" he asked. "They fucking hurt. Take them off!" Dad kept sucking me. My cock was still hard but my nipples hurt and they hurt bad. The next thing I knew Craig had blindfolded me. I couldn't see a thing. "You don't need to see Dylan. You need to feel. I want you to concentrate on the feeling and think about submitting Dylan. Submitting to me." He stroked his cock through his jock as he said it. He never stroked his cock and I know I saw him tug it. What the hell was up with that? Was he changing or was he just so damn turned on that he had to touch it? Then Daddy Craig put an ear plug in one ear. "You don't need to hear anything either." It was the last thing I was to hear for some time as I felt the other one slide into my ear. The clamps on my nipples hurt. They really fucking hurt. I just wished Daddy or Dad would take them off. Daddy was still spanking my ass occasionally. That hurt as well. Fuck the spanking hurt. I was still hard. I had to be hard from the blow job I was getting from my Dad. I couldn't be turned on by the fact that I was cuffed to a table with clamps on my nipples, ear plugs in my ears and a blindfold on. It had to be the blow job that was making my dick horny. Spank! It was harder than the other spanks I had gotten. It hurt like fuck. I yelled out and then I felt a cock at my mouth. I didn't try to immediately get it in my mouth and I felt another, harder spank on my ass and hands on my head. I realized next time I felt a cock at my mouth I needed to make an honest attempt to get it in my mouth. As soon as the cock entered my mouth, I felt a gentle rubbing on my ass. I started sucking on the cock. Just then it dawned on me that I got a good few swats on my ass as the cock was at my mouth. How was Daddy Craig doing that? It didn't feel like the cock's owner was bending over me. Dad was under me sucking my dick. Then as I kept sucking on the cock in my mouth, I felt something at my hole. At first I thought it was some sort of dildo Dad had somehow managed to get at my asshole while he was sucking me. Wait. It wasn't a dildo. It was warm. It was flesh. It was the actual tip of a fucking cock. Fuck. I wanted to scream in pain because at that very minute, the nipple clamps were removed and the pain was even more intense for what seemed like several minutes. I realized then that a cock had entered my ass at the same time the clamps had been removed. There was a mouth on my dick--that was Dad. But there was a cock in my mouth and a cock in my ass. What was going on? I focused on the blow job and not trying to let my teeth hit the cock I was sucking. But the cock in my ass was fucking me and forcing me take the cock deeper into my mouth. Fuck! There was a third guy with us. Daddy Craig, Dad and a third guy were all using me at the same time. The dick fucking me felt so damn good. Since I could not see and could not hear all I could really think about was the feelings I was having: mouth on my cock, a cock in my mouth and a cock in my ass. I knew Dad was sucking me and I assumed Daddy Craig was one of the cocks I was serving, but I did not know which one. The hands on my head holding himself inside my mouth and ramming himself down my throat felt like Craig's hands. It felt like Craig's cock, but now with a cock in my ass I could not be certain. And that cock was fucking me and fucking me hard. All I could think about was the cock in my mouth and the cock in my ass. It was at that point that I realized that Dad was no longer sucking my cock. The fucking I was getting in my ass was a good one and that thick dick seemed to hit my prostate a fair amount of the time. I squeezed my ass on the cock and sucked the dick in my mouth as good as I could. I needed these cocks to cum. I was tired of being restrained to the table that seemed to serve only one purpose: restraining me so that I could be fucked. Fuck! The nipple clamps were put back on my nipples and this time they seemed to have something attached to them that made them pull on my nipples. It hurt. I wanted to scream out but with the dick in my mouth all I could do was mumble. I know my ass tightened up when the clamps went on and I pushed myself back to get more of that cock in me. But fuck my nips hurt and I really thought there was something making them pull downwards. It felt like more pressure on my nipples than just the clamps. The fucking now felt so good and the cock in my mouth was so hard. The earplugs did not allow me to hear anything. And then I felt it. The cock in my mouth was throbbing. I eagerly swallowed his cum as he shot it into my mouth. He had his hands firmly on my head, holding me in his bush and forcing me to swallow every drop of his cum. I so wanted to hear him cum, whoever he was. I loved to hear someone cum. It was so arousing and then I knew they had a good time. That I had given them a good time. But now I heard nothing. No grunts. No "fucking take it bitch" or anything else to excite me. All I got out of this was a load of cum in my mouth. And the nipple clamps came off and I yelled around the cock that was shooting out the last bits of cum in my mouth. It tasted so good. I wanted every drop. I tried hard to keep the cock in my mouth so I could get as much of the taste as possible, but he pulled it out and I was able to speak, "Who is fucking my..." A gag of some sort was shoved in my mouth and I was not allowed to ask my question. The cock kept fucking me. Whoever it was rammed me over and over. He kept hitting my prostate and I moaned through the gag in my mouth. My ass felt so damn good from the fucking. I was moaning. I was getting closer to cumming from the fucking. My body started to shake. And then he pulled out, leaving me on the verge of a hands-free cum. Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! The swats hurt my ass and I moaned into the gag. Immediately after the last one, the cock was shoved back into me and the fucking continued. That's when I felt the plugs come out of my ears. "Squeeze that cock boy. Milk it for Daddy." It was Craig, but the sound didn't sound like it was coming from the guy who had his dick in my ass. That cock just kept ramming me again and again. The hands of the cock's owner were on my backside, supporting himself as he worked to make himself breed me. It felt so good. That's when I felt a soft cock hitting the side of my face and the gag was removed. It was Craig who said "drink my piss Dylan. Drink Daddy's piss." And I did. He inserted his cock in my mouth and the flow began. It seemed like it took him forever to drain himself into my mouth. I swallowed as best as I could. I didn't want to miss a drop, but being restrained it was more difficult than usual to make certain I got all of it. Craig finished his pissing, pulled out his cock, and put the gag back in my mouth. The fucking of my ass continued, but it was slower apparently to create less movement of my head so I could more easily drink the piss. My nipples ached. The clamps were still on them and something was pulling them down. They hurt and felt like they were being slightly stretched. "You spilled some of my piss Dylan. You will be punished." The plugs went back in my ears. The cock pulled itself from my ass and then the spanking started. It was a hand at first, giving me several slaps. Then it felt like something else swatting my ass, maybe an actual paddle. It hurt. I wanted to cry so bad. I held back the tears and the paddling eventually stopped. My ass was on fire. The cock shoved itself back into my hole. The fucking was more insistent than it had been earlier. I was thinking the guy wanted to cum and I squeezed him with my ass as best as I could. I wanted him to cum. I wanted the fucking to be over. I wanted to be a good boy, but this was hard to take. I should have listened to Craig more. I should have done exactly what he said to do. I know Craig needed to punish me and that I needed to be punished, but this wasn't some dream or some porn video. This was my body restrained and forced to take cock, pain, piss, and cum. Ouch! The clamps had been removed. My nipples were on fire as the blood flow returned. They hurt and they hurt bad. Then the fucker fucking me draped his body over mine and the ramming quickened and then I felt it. The throbbing of the cock and the wetness of his cum inside me. I couldn't hear a thing, but I could feel his heavy breathing as the ramming stopped and the cock finished draining itself inside me. The cock felt so good in my hole after it came, but it was not to last. It pulled out quickly and for a second I felt the coolness of the air on my most private spot. Then I felt something rammed up my hole. It wasn't a dick as it didn't feel like a cock. It was something else and it filled me up as it was slowly pushed further into me. The earplugs and gag were removed. "You were a good boy Dylan," Craig told me. "You took your punishment really well given your experience. You may piss in his mouth Kevin." My dad approached me and I took his soft cock in my mouth and sealed my lips around it. "Fuck I had to take a leak and this is the best place" was all that my Dad said as he emptied his bladder into me. I was uncuffed from the table and my blindfold was removed. I got up and Dad hugged me and told me he loved me. Craig approached our embrace and said "You took it like a champ Dylan." Then he kissed Dad for what seemed like forever and then did the same to me. He probably tongue fucked Dad's mouth the way he did mine. It felt so good. "Leave that plug in your ass boy until I tell you to take it out. Understand?" "Yes Daddy. Oh...who fucked me?" Readers are encouraged to give me a shoutout at derrick1968mwm@gmail.com, even if it's just to let me know you want to see the series continue. That's the only way I know people are reading. We've got more hot sessions planned for these characters, but love to know if these guys and their exploits are resonating with readers.