Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2020 21:54:41 +0000 From: man toy Subject: My son Scott This is an original work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex between consenting males, or live in a jurisdiction where reading/possessing such materials is illegal, please leave this site now. If you enjoy reading my stories and others, or this story in particular, please consider donating whatever you can to Nifty. Your donations help keep the site maintained, up and running, and available to you whenever you want for your reading pleasure. Simply follow this link to do so: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This is my first story. I am not a writer so I hope you don't expect too much. Please give me feedback or constructive criticism. Thanks - Toyformen@hotmail.com Scott I still cannot believe any of this happened but it did. It was 1976, I was divorced, had a 10-year-old son and I wasn't even 30. My ex-wife and I were way too young to get married and to top it off we were both virgins. We didn't really know what we were getting into and didn't know what it was going to be like living together. We had two big problems, we had a baby within the first year of marriage and my ex said my cock was too big. We divorced but we stayed friends. She remarried and I always took an odd amount of pride knowing that I had to have a bigger dick than her husband. We had an agreement about our son and how he was raised. I had him every other weekend and we talked almost weekly, usually just about our son. One day I got a call from my ex Katie, she asked me if I noticed anything odd about Scott (our son). I asked what she was talking about and she said that her and Paul (her husband) thought he seemed to be going into puberty early. I said he was going to be 11 in a few months, so maybe it was a bit early. I didn't start puberty until I was twelve. She asked that I pay attention to it when I had him that weekend. I picked Scott up on Friday after school. My ex and I had agreed to keep enough clothes and toys at each of our houses so that we didn't have to take stuff back and forth and worry about stuff being left at the other's house. Scott was a bundle of energy like usual and jumped up and into my truck. Scott was a little cutie if I do say so myself. He has blond hair that almost touched his shoulders, slim but not a bean pole, bright blue eyes, a sprinkle of freckles that went across his nose and thankfully a smile that didn't look like he would need braces. He plopped himself on the truck seat, closed the door and leaned over and gave me a kiss hello and asked what was the plan for the weekend. I said maybe if the weather held out, we would go to the cabin and get it ready for the summer. Scott was super excited he loved the cabin. My family owned a cabin about an hour drive from town and after my parent died the cabin became mine and I had done some improvements. We got to my place and said that we would get organized for the cabin tonight and head there in the morning. Scott asked if we could go to miniature golf after we ate, and I said I needed a shower and that if he started getting stuff for the trip while I showered, we could go to get pizza then go play. I was in the shower and thought I heard something and yelled to Scott asking if he was alright. What I didn't know was that Scott was trying to spy on me while I showered. We had finished the pizza and drove across the parking lot to the mini-golf place. Scott begged to play the full three courses. He said that three was an odd number and that it could be a tie breaker game. I told him that I would win the first two so we didn't need to play three. He laughed and said I was too old to win two in a row and that I could take a nap between games if I needed. We grabbed our clubs and colored balls and headed to start. Scott wanted to start with the second course, and when I asked why he said sometimes it is fun to be different. What I failed to notice was my son staring at the cute guy working the counter. I had to take a piss after we finished the first course and told Scott not to start without me. When I came back, I noticed that Scott had a different color golf ball when I asked him about it and he said he was bouncing his old one and it rolled away and he couldn't find it and the guy at the counter gave him a new one. I let Scott win two out of the three games so he was super happy. Scott rushed down to the basement as soon as we got home. I asked what he was doing and he said he would be right back up. I had a finished basement with a bar, pool table, kitchen area, washer and dryer, a guest bedroom and even a small bathroom that included a small shower. Scott came upstairs about ten minutes later and had an odd look on his face but I didn't think much about it. I said if we were going to the cabin, we should get organized. We finished putting everything in the garage and said we would pack the truck in the morning. I suggested we change into to our pajamas and watch some television. We changed, Scott had on shorts and a t-shirt and I had on pajama bottoms and my robe. We settled onto the couch and Scott scooted over to me and started running his fingers through my chest hair, which was something he had done for years until he fell asleep. About me, I'm handsome, 5'11", 190, hairy chest down to my bush, mustache and dark hair and blue eyes. Morning came and we woke to pouring rain. I said we couldn't go to the cabin, Scott was less than happy. He was very grumpy and I said go watch cartoons. Around 10:30 the phone started ringing and I heard Scott answer it and get super excited. He hung up and said that it was my buddy Ron and he was going to come over. My buddy Ron was the most handsome of my friends, he was tall, dark and handsome. Scott was always all over Ron when he came over, always showing off and trying to get Ron's attention. Today was no different. Ron showed up at almost noon. The rain had stopped thankfully. Ron was in cut off shorts, a tank top and looked like he was going to be on Charlie's Angles or some tv show. Scott hugged Ron at the door and I paid attention to the hug more that Ron did. Scott was almost feeling Ron up at the door and really pushed into Ron's crotch. Ron just wanted to hang out since the weather wasn't great. We went down to the basement and shot some pool and drank some beer. I kept my eye on Scott and noticed that he kept watching Ron's crotch and ass while we played. I was sitting on a chair when I noticed why my son was so fascinated, Ron wasn't wearing underwear and sometimes you could see his cock when he leaned over to take a shot. At one point I noticed Scott grinding in his seat but couldn't figure out why and asked Scott if he had to go pee, he said no. Ron and I were talking while we played pool and told him that we were going to go to the cabin but the weather didn't cooperate. Ron said he would like to go up to the cabin and would help me next weekend and Scott yelled "NO". I asked what that was about and said he was with his mom next weekend and it wasn't fair that I got to go with Ron and not him and that I should have to wait. Ron looked shocked and said to Scott "I thought we were buddies, if you don't want me to go that is fine". Scott said "I love you when you are here, I mean I like when you come over". "Then why can't I go to the cabin" said Ron "you can, but I want to go too" said Scott Ron opened his arms and Scott went in for a big hug and kissed Ron's cheek. My senses were on high alert because of what Katie had said. I knew that nothing had ever happened between Scott and my buddy Ron, but why was Scott acting so odd. I wanted to find out. I said "how about I ask your mom if you can go with me next weekend? That way all three of us can go together." Scott practically yelled "YES! Ask, please ask. Want me to call her now?" I said it could wait until tomorrow. Ron stayed until I said something about him staying for dinner and he said he couldn't that he had a date. He was a good-looking dude and I was surprised that he would give up a weekend to go to a cabin when he could go out and find some fox to fuck. He was kind of a horn dog and always had a different girl on his arm. I don't think a chick had lasted more than a week. Ron left and I started making dinner while Scott was playing downstairs. I had to yell for him to come up and set the table for dinner. He looked a little red faced and sweaty. I didn't ask why or what he was doing. I went downstairs to clean up the beer bottles and stuff and went to take a piss and saw three mini-golf balls in the bathroom sink. I didn't know where they came from or how they got there. I picked them up when I was done with my piss and washing my hands to take them upstairs to ask Scott about them but I noticed they were slimy and slippery. Weird. Scott yelled to me that the alarm was going off on the oven and smoke was coming out of it so I ran upstairs and left the balls. I totally forgot about them until days later when I was in the basement doing laundry and went to take a piss and they were gone. When I was dropping Scott off at Katie's, Scott asked his mom "did dad tell you that I get to go to the cabin next weekend?" I said "Scott I haven't talked to her yet". Scott didn't miss a beat and started pleading "Please Mom! Please!" Katie turned to me and asked if he was serious and sent Scott inside. I though she was going to yell or get snappy with me but surprised me by saying she was going to ask me to take him the following weekend so that her and Paul could go to some concert. I said "win -- win" hugged her and left. Ron dropped off his stuff on Wednesday. I took Friday off and had the truck packed by noon and I was a ball of sweat and took a shower. Ron showed up around 12:30 to help pack but since I had that done so we just sat around waiting for Scott to be done at school. Ron was wearing white short shorts with navy cut trim and a cut off navy blue tank which showed off his flat hairy stomach and legs. While we were shooting the shit, I noticed that I could see up his shorts and could see his cock. I brought up what Katie had said about Scott hitting puberty. Ron said that he noticed a change in Scott and that he seemed to touch him a lot especially when I was out of the room. I said, "don't say anything about what I said and if Scott touches him again, not to stop him but to tell me about it later when he wasn't around" and said "deal" and Ron said "yes". I ran to pick up Scott at school while Ron ran to get beer and ice. We all met at my house and noticed how full the truck was once we went to put the cooler in the truck bed. We moved some stuff into the cab which meant that Scott was going to have to ride on a lap. I said that Scott would ride on my lap and Ron said that he didn't know how to drive a manual. Scott was really happy. We all made a quick trip to the bathroom before we hit the road. Scott called the basement and ran for it, Ron and I took turns in the main bathroom. When Scott came back, he looked sweaty but I didn't think much about it. We climbed in and started the hour drive. We all talked while we drove and sang along to the radio. I noticed that Scott seemed to be shifting around on Ron's lap quite a bit. A while into the drive Scott said his shoe was untied and squatted down then re-appeared a minute or so later. We were getting close to the turn onto the dirt road that led to the cabin. The dirt road, on a good day was a 15-minute drive but today was not that day. The road was full of pot holes, puddles and bumps. What I didn't know was that Scott wasn't wearing underwear under his loose shorts and that all of the squirming on Ron's lap had got Ron hard and Scott had moved Ron's hard-on so it was sticking out of his shorts. Since we had to pile some stuff onto the middle of the seat, I couldn't see lower that the bottom of Ron's cut off tank just below his big pecs. Scott was leaning forward and holding onto the dashboard and squirming. I looked over at Ron's face and noticed that it looked like he was feeling good, then he turned his head and looked out the side window. Ron would tell me later that since he agreed not to stop Scott and to tell me later, he was just following our agreement. What Scott had done was work half of Ron's hard cock up his ass without me knowing it. Ron told me later that when Scott `tied his shoe' it looked like he took something out of his ass but he wasn't sure, but after that he moved Ron's cock so it stuck straight out of his shorts. Then Scott moved his shorts so that his asshole was lined up with his cock. Scott kept pushing back on Ron's cock so that it kept kissing Scott's hole over and over, then when we hit a big bump his cock popped into Scott's `tight ass' as Ron would describe it. Scott kept pushing back and was basically riding Ron's cock. Ron said that Scott had more than half of his 9.5" cock up his ass and was fucking himself on it. Ron said when he saw me looking at him, he was close to coming and had to look away because he couldn't look at me while he blew a load up my son's ass. Ron said that when Scott asked "are we almost there" I was two bumps from coming up Scott's ass. After Ron came and his cock became soft, it still stayed in Scott's tight hole until we parked and got out of the truck. We each grabbed something out of the truck and headed toward the cabin. Ron grabbed my arm and let Scott walk ahead of us and said look at Scott's legs. I looked but didn't notice anything at first but then I did. I unlocked the door and Scott said he had to go pee and headed to the bathroom and Ron and I walked back out to the truck. Once we were back at the truck I said "did he shit his pants?" Ron said "you told me not to stop him if he did something and let him do whatever and to tell you about it afterward and you can't be mad. Promise you won't be mad. I mean don't kill me because this is huge." I said "we agreed, and I won't be mad" Ron was about to say something but Scott came back out to the truck and asked what was taking so long. I looked at Ron and said "later, ok" We finished unloading and were all covered in sweat. We put everything away and I suggested that we start filling the jacuzzi and go down to the pond and cool off. Ron and I had brought girls up to the cabin before but it had been years and it was when my parents were still alive and I had made one big change. Being a builder and working in construction, I knocked down the wall between the two bedrooms and made it one big bedroom so the loft overlooked the main floor. Ron asked if we were skinny dipping or should he change into his speedo? Scott answered with "skinny dipping! Come on dad, skinny dipping" I had been naked in front of Scott before at the local pool changing room and at the YMCA but not anything like skinny dipping with one of my buddies. I had never had one of my friends with me at either pool in front of Scott. Scott wouldn't let up so I agreed. I said "OK" Scott yelled "last one in is a rotten egg" and took off running for the pond with Ron behind him. I was the last one stripped down and to jump in off the dock into the pond. Scott was laughing like he was crazy and calling me `stinky rotten egg man'. We played around in the pond for a while when I pointed out that we forgot to grab towels and said I would go get them, turn off the jacuzzi and start the grill and left. Once I was gone, Scott was rubbing on Ron and was feeling all over his chest, cock, ass and basically taking advantage of the adult hunk. Scott had his ass pushed against Ron and Ron was trying to avoid it. Scott grabbed Ron's cock under the water and tried to move it to his little ass. They were both facing the cabin and Ron said "I can see your dad on the deck and we shouldn't do this" and Scott answered him with "I liked it in the truck and want the rest of it in me". This turned Ron on since he was always horny and Scott's ass was the tightest hole he had ever been in. Ron still couldn't believe that his big fat cock fit into a ten-year old's little ass. He pulled away and said "your dad is coming back, we have to stop". I said " come on guys, time to get out and get cleaned up for dinner". Scott said "We're clean, can't we stay in longer" Ron said "sounds like a plan. I'm getting pretty hungry and could use a beer". Scott yelled "I'll get it" while running up the beach and Ron started climbing the dock ladder. Ron's big cock was chubbed up and wasn't soft. I had never seen his club before and was impressed. Ron finished his climb and said "while Scott is at the cabin we need to finish that talk" I said "I almost forgot". Ron made me promise again that I wouldn't kill him which I did. Ron told everything that happened on the drive and that it was his load running down Scott's leg. He said that Scott kept trying to get him to fuck him again. He kept apologizing and begging me not to turn him into the cops for taking advantage of a child. I said we made a deal and that I told him to let Scott do whatever and tell me about it after. I asked Ron what else Scott had done since and he told me about the pond and Scott saying he wanted the rest of his cock. I was shocked to say the least. Ron broke my silence by saying `let's go see what he pulled out of his ass in the truck" and I agreed. We started up the path only to be met by Scott on our way. Scott gave us each a beer and we headed to the cabin grabbing our clothes along the way. I cooked up some burgers and when we were finished made Scott throw everything into the firepit and wash the spoons and forks in the sink. I told Scott he was to shower first which I hoped would give Ron and I enough time to go to the truck and see what we could find. Ron and I went to the truck to see what we could find and I was surprised to find three colored golf balls. All three were slick and shiny. Ron said "do you think he had them all up his ass?" I said "you saw more than I did" "should we ask him about them" "no, but l have a plan" "what is it" I said "when we leave I will stop quick and make them roll out from under the seat and see what he says" "I like it. Do I keep letting him come on to me?" asked Ron. "do you mind?" "no, but I am going to have blue balls and could die by the end of the weekend" "the same blue balls that ran down my son's leg?" We both laughed and headed back to the cabin. We all showered and put on shorts. It was still hot out and Ron said let's start a fire out in the pit. He and I were in the kitchen and Scott said "can I try to start the fire?" I said sure, but no gasoline. Out the door he went. Ron asked, "so do you have a plan for tonight?" "what" "Scott" "Oh, let's see what happens and what he does and go from there" "Ok, he has been behaved since the pond" "you wearing underwear?" "nope, don't own any" "I bet Scott will notice when we are by the fire" "do you want me to make him notice? I can let it fall out of my shorts" "let it hang out now and go out that way, see how long it takes him to notice and move for it" "are you enjoying this?" "a little" "let's go" We walked out to the fire pit and Scott had a fire started and the chairs out around the ring. I said "you could have been a boy scout" and Ron said "Scott you sure know how to get a fire going" We both noticed when Scott noticed Ron's cock was hanging out of his shorts. Scott walked around the firepit trying to find the best spot to stand in so he could see it better. Ron and I both exchanged knowing looks. We took advantage of Scott's attention to Ron. Well, I should say we used it to our advantage by having Ron say something like, I need another beer and Scott jumping at the opportunity to run and get it for him and me one at the same time. One long trip to get us a beer took a lot longer than any other had. Ron said "what took so long buddy?" and Scott answered " I forgot something in the truck". Ron and I looked at each other with our eyes about popping out of our heads. I said that I had to go pee. Ron said "just piss over there by that tree" "I can't, I got to use the toilet" while trying to give Ron the hint with my face that I had something else in mind and walked away. I was in and out of the cabin in no time flat and out to the truck. I looked under the seat and the golf balls were gone. I came back out to the fire and Ron said "everything come out ok?" I just nodded and said "I forgot to grab us a beer and a faygo for Scott" Ron said "I'll get it". "I will" said Scott and off he went. I quickly leaned toward the firepit and said to Ron "the golf balls are gone". "WHAT!" "yep, I didn't go to the bathroom, I went to the truck" "what do we do now? Do you think he put them up his ass?" "I don't know or how we could find out?" "I do" "how?" "a finger" "what" "I can work a finger in there and see if I bump into anything -- thoughts?" "OK, do it" "in front of you?" "no, I will spy from the deck" "Hey Scott, hurry up with our drinks!" "I will check on him" and I got up and headed toward the stairs and up to the deck. I was almost to the door when it opened and Scott came out. I said "I will be out in a few minutes, I am going to grab a shirt" grabbing my beer from Scott on my way toward the door. Scott headed down the steps where Ron was looking up at me. I stepped back into the shadows as Scott walked over to Ron. Ron took the beer from Scott and thanked him. Ron said `come over here for a second' and Scott walked over to Ron and Ron moved him so his back was to me so I could move into better view of the action below. Ron started stroking Scott's legs up and down his thighs his hands getting higher and higher. Scott was enjoying it and started to feel Ron's hairy chest. Ron stuck his middle finger in his mouth and back to Scott's thighs. From my vantage point I could see his spit covered finger as it got closer and closer to the opening of bottom of Scott's shorts. Then Ron and I made eye contact as his finger went in for the target, my son's hole. Scott moaned out loud as Ron made contact. Ron looked up at me and made a subtle nod. Scott had at least one golf ball up his ass. I could hear Ron as Scott "what is that? Do you need to take a dump?" I couldn't hear Scott's answer but Ron said loud enough for me to hear "Golf balls -- how many? What? Three! When did you do that?" I was about to announce my return when Ron said "Can I see them?" and my son arched his back, put his hand into the bottom of the back of his shorts and produce a blue golf ball, then an orange one, Scott had to put the blue one in his other hand before a green one came out. I was shocked. Ron said "you better put those away before your dad comes back out". I stepped back into the shadows and watched my son spit onto the blue one, smear his spit around and reach back and pop it in. He did the same thing with the other two. As soon as the last one was gone, I slid open the door like I was coming out. Scott moved away from Ron really quick and went to grab another piece of wood. Ron worked on getting his hard cock back into his shorts. Ron and I looked at each other in disbelief. Ron had the look of lust in his eye and I will admit that knowing my son had stuffed his own ass full of golf balls was a turn on. I was about to sit down and Scott was about to throw another log on the fire when Ron said "so what are the sleeping arrangements?" There are two beds in the loft and usually I slept in one and Scott in the other. Scott announced "Ron will sleep in my bed" "no, Ron is a guest and can have the bed to himself and you can sleep with me" "No, I really want to sleep in my bed and there is enough room for me and Ron" "if you want to sleep in your bed so bad, then Ron can sleep in my bed with me" Ron and I looked at each other without saying anything we both knew what my son wanted. Then I said "Ron you can choose where you sleep" He answered with "I sleep naked, so fair warning" I said "Scott farts" "I don't think he can" said Ron "what" said Scott looking scared "nevermind" Ron answered "I sleep naked too" I said "I never saw that" said Scott Ron said "I'm about ready for bed, who is the lucky guy to sleep with me" I said " how about we go up stairs and climb in bed cover our heads and see who Scott jumps in bed with" Scott said "Ok, I have to go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and get ready for bed anyway" Ron said we have to put the fire out first and pulled out his half hard cock and started pissing on the fire. I joined in with my half hard cock. I looked over at Scott as his eyes went back and forth from cock to cock. We all headed for the cabin. Once inside, Scott headed to the bathroom. Ron quickly said "what is the plan? That boy is looking for someone to play with his hole, well to stick a dick up it. You can't do that with your own kid, can you? "what do you suggest, I let my friend fuck him with me in the same room?" "my cock got so hard when he popped those golf balls out" "mine too" "could you do it? You know, fuck him?" "I don't know" "if you do, do you care if I jack off and watch?" "let's go up and pick a bed" Ron asked which bed I usually slept in and I pointed it out. He asked if there was a curtain that went on the wire that was across the ceiling. I said I took it down and burnt it last year. He asked why would I do that and I said it had moth holes in it. Ron said I want your bed, you take the bed that Scott sleeps in. We both climbed in our beds, naked and hard. We agreed to lay on our backs with our knees bent and our heads covered. There would be two ways to tell the difference between Ron and I. Ron had thicker chest hair and was a few inches taller, but in bed in the dark you really couldn't see very good. Ron whispered to me in the dark "I am hard as a rock" and I answered "me too" We heard the bathroom door open and shut downstairs as Scott announced "Ready or not here I come" and we heard him coming up the stairs. Scott came into the room and stood at the bottom of the beds and said "no fair, I can't tell who is in which bed" It seemed like forever when I felt him lightly touch my sheet covered cock. I then heard his shorts sliding down and the bed slightly move. With my head still covered he slid into bed next to me and ran his hand under the covers and through my chest hair and down to my cock. He took my cock in his hand and started slowly stroking it. I rolled onto my side and so did Scott with my ass toward Ron and Scott's ass against my cock. Scott reached down and started rubbing my cock up and down his crack. I was surprised when I ran my hand down and discovered that Scott was lubed and ready. He kept pushing back on my cock trying to line it up with his little asshole. I let him keep this up and I could feel pre-come pouring out of the head of my cock. Ron had said he was 9.5" and I was somewhere between 8.5" and 9" but since Scott didn't take Ron's whole cock he didn't know the difference. I wanted to moan and push but fought it. That didn't stop Scott, he finally got us both in place and my dickhead made it's way into my son. Scott moaned pretty loud when my cock popped in. Every part of me wanted to explode. I could hear Ron stroking his cock, I lifted the sheet covered head and looked over toward my bed and could see Ron sitting on the side of the bed stroking his big cock. Scott was pushing back and taking more and more of my cock into his super tight hole and I was in heaven. Pretty soon I was as far as we could while on our sides. I slowly rolled him onto his stomach and started to push all the way in until I was all the way in. In this new position, I was uncovered and Scott's head was under covers. Ron moved closer and I felt him slide his hand down Scott's ass along my cock and felt him slide a finger into Scott's ass hole next to my cock. I couldn't believe that my big thick fit in there let alone along with Ron's finger. What happened next surprised me, Scott started pushing back on my cock and pushing himself forward to the point of almost off of it and back again. Ron was watching and stroking his big monster next to my face while looking down at my cock and Scott's tiny ass. Even in the dark we could see enough since we had been in the dark for a while. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to shooting my load. I started pumping in and out and Scott was moaning and getting louder and it was driving me nuts. I looked straight at Ron, nodded my head and let my cock blow in my son. I slowly pulled out making sure that I kept Scott's head covered. I whispered into Ron's ear "want a turn?" he nodded yes and I whispered "tell Scott to stay still for a second and you were going to make sure I was asleep, then slide in when I slid out" and we swapped spots. Ron started whispering loud enough for me to hear him from my bed "did you like that?" Scott answered " Is dad asleep? I want more, give it to me again. " He slid his cock into my son and said "OH Yeah, he is asleep baby" I was laying on my side facing them with the covers over my body faking sleep. Ron rolled onto his back and told Scott to climb on and take care of him. Scott straddled Ron's hairy body and scooted around until he lined up his hole with the tip of Ron's big fat cock. I hear them both as Scott started pushing back onto Ron's cock and watched through squinted eyes. Scott leaned down until he searched out Ron's mouth and kissed him. It was so hot to watch one of the hunkiest men I know French kissing my son while sliding his cock in and out of his tiny hole. Ron reached down and grabbed Scott ass cheeks and started pushing and pulling him onto his fat cock. Ron was getting louder but not as much as Scott that was urging Ron on. I was stroking my cock watching the live sex show. Then I heard Ron say `hold on baby, put your arms around my neck, going to change positions'. With that Ron moved around so my son was on his back and Ron was standing next to the bed with his ass facing me. I never paid any attention to Ron's ass before, but damn did it look sexy in the dim light. Then Ron started to fuck my son giving me a great view between his legs and I could see his big ball sack smacking into my son's ass. They started making lots of noise and Ron said, "your dad passed out we can be as loud as we want - tell me what you want baby boy" Scott answered "MORE! I want more cock in me. Keep going!" "Does that feel good baby?" "YES!" "Better than your golf balls?" "oh yes, they don't move like your wiener, and your wiener is fatter" "how many can you "fit in there, baby?" "4 but I lost one" "where do you get them?" "from the cute guy at the mini-golf" "did he teach you to put them in your ass?" "kinda, but I always get an extra ball while dad goes pee" "how did that start?" "I told him I thought he was cute one day and I asked him if I could see his cock and he showed me, so now I trick mom, dad and Paul into taking me there. One day I asked if I could touch his cock and he said yes if he could touch me wherever he wanted and he stuck his finger up my butt." "and" "don't tell dad, one day I rode my bike to the mini-golf by myself and he was working and no one was there. So, he let me into his little hut and let me touch his cock and let me put it in my mouth." "and" "he said stay here and he ran to his car and came back with a bag. He had some Vaseline in it and told me to smear it around and in my hole. He let me put his finger in my butt again and pretty soon he had three in there. Then he said `I will let you keep a golf ball if you can fit it in your butt hole. So, I did and if felt so good. I said how do I get it out? He told me to push it out like poop. I did and he then pushed it back in and we did it a few times. Then someone showed up and he had me hide under the counter" "So how did you get four?" "whenever I went there and I would sneak up to the hut he would give me one covered in Vaseline as long as he was allowed to push it in. I love going there" "has he put his cock in you?" "I don't think so" "how do you not know?" "he was always behind me and I couldn't see" "I want to take you to mini-golf and slip my cock in you while he watches. Think he would like that?" "I would" said Scott The talking slowed down and the pumping sped up. I reached out between Ron's legs and started playing with his balls. Ron said " know what feels really sexy? Someone licking your balls while they swing" I took the hint and slid out of bed and stated licking Ron's big sweaty balls. He had a sheen of sweat covering his body. Once my tongue touched his sack, he let out a loud moan of "Fuck Yes! I'm close baby" I kept after his balls and could actually feel them start to unload into my son. "Fuck baby, that was great. You feel okay, baby? I didn't hurt you did I" "I feel on fire" "good, time for sleep, ready baby" "I like you calling me baby" "good night baby, go to sleep" Ron looked over to me and said "I hope we do that again" Scott said "it is only Friday so tomorrow we can" "fuck yes" said Ron We both smiled and went to sleep thinking what is going to happen tomorrow?