My son's boyfriend Kurt (part10- Kurt's perspective)

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Characters: Jack- the father (36yo 5ft11- 7.5"), Kate- his wife, Tom- oldest son (12yo 4ft7- 4"), Brady- youngest son (10yo 4ft3- 3.5"), Kurt- PE teacher (26yo 6ft6- 10"), Chuck- Kurt's neighbor (44yo 5ft8- 8"), Atlas- Chuck's son (17yo 6ft2- 9"), Devin Walton- principal son (13yo 5ft2- 5"), Mr. Hunter Walton- the principal (48yo 6ft3- 11.5")

 

Kurt's Perspective: I left Jack's house the morning after our orgy with Chuck and Atlas with my baby Tommy on my arm. Man oh man was I wrong about Jackie, I knew he could be a pervert, most of these fathers in this creepy suburbs can be brought to enjoy some kinky fun with young boys, but Jack had proven to me to be a box full of surprises; He was more eager, more willing, and more excited to participate in anything I could bring to him. Not only that, but he was also already taking the initiative, with Brady and now, apparently, with his brother in law and nephew.

But there was also something different about Jack and his boys compared to other dads in the community who fucked and whored out their sons. He was as kinky and nasty as any of them but also passionate and loving to the boys and me; I surprised myself a couple of times sharing actual intimate moments with the grown man, which, he seemed to enjoy as much as he did the ones with his sons. He wasn't just high on pedo sex and that made me wonder about my own standing on my own community.

I had been introduced into the scene at just 9 when my neighbor Chuck caught me smoking on our back alley. Even as a kid I had all this macho attitude, so I tried to threat the then 17 yo latino captain of the football team to keep his mouth shut or else I would kick him in the nuts. Chuck laughed at me and invited me to his room with the promise of giving me more cigarettes and a puff of his blunt. I followed him and he demanded that I sucked his cock first; I wrestled him on his bed, offended that he thought I was a fag, but he was obviously so much stronger than me, and he ended up ripping apart my clothes and standing up on top of me. "Listen huev"n" He said to me in that thick Spanish accent of him. "You don't have to suck my verga if you don't want to. But if you don't, I won't give you la maría."

I remained under him for what felt like an eternity. I was already the toughest kid in 4^th grade, probably even 5^th. Kids in the neighborhood knew not to mess with me, I was taller than them, stronger than they were, short tempered and didn't mind throwing punches. I relished in this persona, that's why I had started smoking the year before and drinking too; It made me feel dangerous and I loved seeing those kids look at me in awe and fear when I lit a cigarette or guzzled down a beer. My parents didn't give one fuck: Mom was an alcoholic who spent more time in the bar than she did at home, where she only came to pass out next to the toilet, where she could throw up, and dad came just once a week, looked at me disapprovingly, left an envelope with a few dollars on the front door table, and left. Having this thug give me drugs would be so cool for me, but could I suck a dick?

I tentatively opened my mouth and Chuck let out a devilish grin. "De puta madre! Voy a chingaros como a una perra, wey". Said Chuck as he let out his dark throbbing meat from his dirty trousers.

That same day he ended up fucking me after giving me copious amounts of pot. To be honest I can hardly remember the experience, just that after that day I knew that, apparently now, I had a new way to interact with people, particularly the older boys I was so desperate to emulate.

The hands of my little Tommy fidgeting with the knot on my sweats brought me back to reality. I was driving to the soccer field on the eastside of town. "Hey there baby. You didn't even think to ask permission?"

"I'm sorry babe." Said my Tommy without actually stopping. "It's just... This past couple of days have been so hot with you and, my dad and, Brady... All of us together... and now that mummy knows that I can have a boyfriend. I never want to be apart from you."

"Me neither my love." I told him with a smile and reaching my arm around his tiny body. He managed to get my meat out of my pants, and he leapt out of his seat to have better access to engulf it. He was a pro at it by this point and managed to get more than half of it down his throat with barely any hesitation on the first go, even in this uncomfortable position.

I've had little boyfriends before, but I don't think I've ever cared so much about any of them as I've had for Tommy. He just gets me, he is horny as hell, wants it every hour of the day, he is not jealous and is also down to go around and share his gifts with anyone I tell him to and there is nothing hotter than to see my little boy getting fucked by all these men that are so horny for him. But he is also so sweet and thoughtful, and something that no other boy I've ever been with before has ever actually shared with me, I actually enjoy talking with him and spending time with him outside our sexual activities. He really is the total package.

He kept guzzling on my thick cock as the sounds of slurping and panting filled my car. Tommy never minded about getting caught or anyone seeing, the little slut was so horny that was down to do anything anywhere so when we stopped at a red light and a truck stopped next to us, instead of stopping or conceal the child blowing me I rolled down the window.

The men sitting next to me looked in our direction and gasped, followed by a thunderous laugh and one of them exclaimed "Fuck yeah!". They were two middle aged sturdy and hairy bald men who clearly were enjoying the show.

The one closest to me pulled out his phone and took a picture and Tommy, on hearing the camera noise, pulled up his head leaving barely the tip of my dick on his mouth and smiled. Wanting to give the old fucks a good show in the few seconds before the light changed, he licked my prick from base to top, showing his cute little tongue and making a spectacle of worshiping my cock and balls, and then, with all his might, he engulfed all ten inches of my dick in one go.

"Fuck!" one of the men in the truck exclaimed on seeing this. I couldn't see but from the movement of their arms I could guess they were probably stroking their cocks right now. This exhibitionism turned me on so fucking much, my cock got especially hard inside my boy's throat.

The light turned green, and I gave the guys in the truck a thumbs up and they waved at me as I drove away. We arrived at the field all too soon and I still hadn't blown my load. I wondered if I could find a quiet spot to finish the job before going in but saw the parking lot was already filled and, worst of all, some soccer moms getting out of their cars with their children.

It would be so fucking hot to fuck the boys in front of their mommas, but it was so risky, I knew that. Their fathers I could control but the women were a different story. It was so fucking late already that I couldn't even drive away to blow my load and come back, fuck.

I gently pulled Tommy out of my dick. "Baby we're here."

He whimpered like a baby being pulled from a tit. "But we're not done!"

"I know, we'll have to finish later. Remember you're coming home with me today." I said with a grin. To this Tommy smiled and he sat back in his seat.

I tucked my cock in my pants and hid my erection the best I could by tying a sweatshirt around my waist as I walked to the field. Around 20 boys ages ten to thirteen were already running around the grass, stretching, or just fooling around. I blew my whistle and got them all in order and to gather around me, so I just asked them to do some drills and they started jumping around the field over brightly colored plastic cones and ropes.

Some parents used these summer practices as excuses to hang out as they watched their children exercise which meant I had a fucking audience while I hung out with the kids. They sat around a picnic table and screamed to their kids stupid bullshit about how good they were doing and how proud they were while the kids completely ignored them or were annoyed by them.

At some point I had them divide into two groups and play a friendly match. I made one of the two teams take off their shirts to distinguish which team was which. Seeing the kids in their tiny shorts, some shirtless, with their sweaty bodies running around, touching each other, grabbing their bodies as they followed the ball, well, it was a sight to behold.

Most parents were none the wiser about my reasoning to get them half naked but some of the dads knew me and knew that most of this boys were fucking sex machines and had gone wild on my cock, so they gave me knowing glances with devilish grins. I didn't pay them a lot of attention, I knew they were fucking their sons too; hell, I made that happen I was mesmerized with the young bodies running around the field in front of me.

Devin, a thirteen year old African American boy who was, at the moment, waiting on the sides as a replacement, came and sat next to me and smiled.

Devin was one of the biggest sluts I'd ever known. We met when he was just eight and he had heard from his cousin what I was doing with other boys. I don't usually go for boys that young, but he wore me down eventually. With his beautiful dark chocolate skin, brown eyes, a lean complexion and, a relentless pursuit I eventually had to put my dick in his mouth just to shut him up.

He was the youngest I'd ever had and the most passionate. I thought about making him my boyfriend, but it hadn't been a week since the first time I fucked him when he came to me with the load of another man in his pussy. It was his father's, a giant black man who happened to be the principal at the school I worked at, Mr. Walton. I knew then that perhaps I could continue fucking little Devin, but he would always belong to his papa.

At the present moment Devin was not accompanied by anyone so he just sat on my lap and began wiggling his but on my dick, nudging my shaft in between his cheeks. I could feel that he had put on a bit of weight and muscle since I last fucked him a couple months ago. I discreetly caressed his adolescent body, making it look like I was just holding him not to fall.

He continued to rub my dick against his hips, humping gently, as he leaned his body backwards and leaned his head against my face. I could smell his hair.

Over his shoulder I could see the bulge in his shorts. Devin was growing to be a very big men, which was not surprising considering that his father had a schlong that was even bigger than mine. We had tag teamed Devin several times and Mr. Walton dick had the biggest cock I had seen in my life, an eleven and a half inches of mahogany brown dick that hung low, even when erect, and that made little Devin mad with pleasure when his dad pounded him like the little slut he was.

Apparently, Mr. Walton had known that I was fucking the boys of the school and, wanting me to break in his own child, conducted his nephew to arouse little eight year old Devin to get hot and horny for me, so I would initiate him, and once broken in, he could have his way with the boy. The initiation of Devin had apparently been much longer than that and his dad had been showing him porn for years and had his cousin touching him and licking his asshole since before I met him.

Now Devin was grinding on my meat hard. Now I like to be adventurous, but this was getting a little too reckless, the boy was panting wildly and shaking his entire body against me. I was still fully hard tho, but I was a bit worried that the parents behind us might catch us, so I held his body trying to make him stop.

Accidentally I put one of my hands over his naked nipple which I knew was like kryptonite for this kid, and I heard him let out a strangled moan and I saw a wet spot begin to appear on his shorts as his body tensed. He was cumming in my arms.

I held him for a minute hopping no one noticed us and waiting for the boy's orgasm to subside, the whole thing must've lasted less than five minutes since he sat on my lap. Sometimes I forget how hormonal teens can get.

"Damn boy," I finally said when I sensed his body beginning to go limp, "all that just from dry humping?"

"I'm so sorry..." He said with shame in his voice. "I don't know what came over me."

"It's fine." I said looking behind us at the parents table, they were immersed in a discussion and not looking at our direction. "No one saw."

"I just been so horny lately, and daddy hasn't touched me in a week!" he exclaimed holding back tears.

"Really?" I was surprised. Mr. Walton had an exceptionally high sexual appetite, he fucked his son several times a day, sometimes pulling Devin out of class to fuck him in the middle of the day and blowing several loads in just one session. Devin had probably not gone a single day without getting fucked several times for four years. "That's odd, is he away?"

"No, he's just busy preparing for the new school year." He was now full on crying.

"Well, it's probably just that, I'll call him later and see what's up, ok?" I asked him patting his head. Devin nodded but didn't stop crying. I noticed that, even though the adults weren't paying attention to us the kids certainly were: "Devin, why don't you go clean yourself up, I got to finish practice." I said giving him a pat in the rear.

He looked up and saw all his friends looking at him, sitting on my lap crying with a gigantic cum spot on his shorts and ran to the locker room. Not that the other boys would be very surprised to see that he just came on my lap, most days at school I was fooling around with one or two of them on the stands, but most boys don't like to cry in front of their friends.

The rest of the afternoon went without much of anything interesting going on until it was time to wrap up and Tommy and I were putting the cones and other equipment away in the shed and I received a phone call from Kate, Tommy's mother.

"Good evening Mrs. Donald." I responded very courteous but unable to hold back a devilish smirk. On hearing his mother's name Tommy quickly approached and looked at me with puppy eyes and a cheerful smile.

"Um... Hi... Mr. Richardson. Good evening to you as well." She said sounding quite uncomfortable. "I guess you have already talked with my husband."

I winked to Tommy. "Yes, he has spoken to me about Tom. I gotta say what he proposed seems quite strange and very shocking. Not to mention completely illegal."

"I know, I know... Believe me, I am myself having a hard time coming to terms with this all, but we've realized it's most likely the best course of action for Tom."

"That's what your husband said. But still I have my misgivings about all of this. You must comprehend in what a dangerous situation you are putting me in Mrs. Donald. I love Tom but this is crossing a line." I needed to make her feel like all of the responsibility was falling on her so she could not turn on me later.

"I understand but I know you wouldn't hurt him, and I just want to make sure he is not doing anything dangerous with any stranger out there. I know I'm asking a lot of you Mr. Richardson but please if you could just consider it. As a fellow educator I know you value the well-being of the boys. And Jack, and I would just feel so much more comfortable if you were the one to take this steps with our Tom."

I gave a thumbs up to Tommy who proceeded to jump around like he just scored a goal. "Well, you are right about that Mrs. Donald. The last thing I'd want is for Tom to get hurt. Mr. Donald told me that he was the one that said he was interested in me, you know if that's true? I wouldn't want to force myself on him."

"Oh yes!" She said excitedly. "We didn't pressure Tom at all about who to pick, my husband just asked him who he liked, and they came up with your name. Does that mean you'll consider it?"

"I'll meet with them and when you are back, we'll meet with you as well Mrs. Donald..."

"Oh please call me Kate."

"Ok, Kate, as soon as I can I'll meet with them, and we'll see how it goes. Does that sound good?"

"Perfect. Thank you so much Mr. Richardson." Said Kate with a sigh of relief.

"I guess you can call me Kurt from now on as well, ok we'll talk soon. Bye." I said with a grin.

"Ok bye Kurt." She said and hung up.

"Well Tommy it seems that you are officially my boyfriend!" Tommy ran to me and jumped into my arms laughing. I grabbed him on the air and just pushed him towards me and began to make out with him not caring that we were outside and completely in public. I felt invincible at that moment.

"You should be more careful doing that out here." We heard a thunderous deep voice coming from the shadows of the bushes near the shed and we both turned into that direction. A tall black man appeared from between the branches smiling at us.

"Principal Walton!" Screamed Tommy with a mixture of surprise and delight. I got him down from my arms and he ran to the school principal and French kissed him. The man was tall, not as much as me but still, enough that he had to bend to reach for Tommy's face. He was well dressed, as always, wearing a light blue button up and a pair of tight chinos. He was of a sturdy complexion, and you could tell when he was young, he must've been an athlete, and remained very muscular, only now he also had a bit of a belly, and a thicker frame. His skin was very dark, the color of dark chocolate and he shaved his head completely bald.

"Hey Hunter! Good to see you. Devin was here before." I told him remembering the conversation I had before with the boy.

"I know. He called me." He said with a slight annoyance on his voice.

"We were about to head home; you want to come?" I asked him.

"Don't you have to take the little twig to his house?"

"Nope." I said triumphantly. "As of tonight both of Tommy's parents know we're boyfriends so we can do whatever we want." Tommy smiled widely and gave a little giggle.

"You fucking have it all Kurt." Said Mr. Walton with a grin but a tone that denoted frustration. We finished packing up quickly and headed for my car. Tommy sat on Hunter's lap, and I drove us to my home which wasn't far and ten minutes later we were sitting on my living room.

Tommy was about to sit with us when I asked him to go upstairs to prepare us a couple of blunts. Hunter seemed disappointed at this, clearly not wanting to wait to shove his dick in little Tommy, but I left him no option. "I got to talk to Mr. Walton, don't come back down until I call you." Tommy knew he always had to obey me without hesitation, so he sprinted upstairs.

"What the fuck man?!" Asked Hunter in an angry tone. "What is wrong with you I'm fucking bursting here!"

"No; What is wrong with you?!" I was pissed at him. "Your son fucking came crying at me today because you've been ghosting him and instead of going to him you come here? What's your problem dude?" I was not used to talk with the principal this way. He was one of the few people I considered my equal so raising my voice at him was very intimidating for me.

"Get off my back! He is my fucking son, and I can do whatever I want with him!"

"He might be your son, but you gave him up for me to open him up for you. What the fuck is going on?"

"I just not been up to it that's all..."

"Bullshit! If you're not up to it, what are you doing here?" Mr. Walton seemed like he was about to jump on me and attack. I was getting nervous and looked at him very directly without flinching, waiting to see what was going to happen. Finally he let out a deep sigh and looked defeated, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and hiding his face on his hands:

"It's just... He is growing up..."

"Are you telling me you don't want him now that he is 13?" Kurt knew that some people only wanted young children, he himself preferred them young but he didn't think a parent would drop their child because he got older.

"No it's not that. He is about to start High School. Next year he will no longer be in the same building as me. I've just gotten so used to being always with my boy, calling him over at lunchtime, going to and from school with him, having quick blowjobs between classes. And it just hit me that all of that has just come to an end. He is a prolific slut, you know that; If he can take five guys in a day he does, if ten better. I've only been so close to him so far because we spend all day together but now, he'll be in a building filled with hormonal guys looking to have sex at all times of the day. He is going to grow out of me. Isn't it better if I cut my loses and let him fly? Besides I'm gonna need a new piece of gash to stick my dick in on the next year or I'll go crazy. Before Devin I had his cousin and before that I was honestly a monster."

I sat there for a moment reflecting on what Hunter had just told me. It was true that Devin's appetite, much like his father, was insatiable. High school would be a very different experience for him, all those boys thinking 24/7 of sex, he was going to be drowning in dick. Plus I knew some of the teachers at the local High School and they were also fooling around with their students. For sure Devin would be a very popular slut there.

Also I had spent some nights at the Walton household. It was truly a non-stop fuckfest. The needs of Hunter Walton were difficult to satisfy, and he had been very lucky to have such an eager and enthusiastic son but if Devin and Hunter broke up, they would both have to find solace somewhere else.

Still I thought that treating Devin this way was just plain wrong. He didn't deserve to lose his father's affection and dick out of the blue just because he was scared. Hunter had to grow some balls and talk to his son, and he had more than a month to get his affairs in order before the new schoolyear started:

"Listen up, man. You know I respect you and that I love Devin, and he doesn't deserve for you to leave him in the dust like this. He is a fucking mess and has no idea why you are abandoning him. It's true that things are going to change but he is still your fucking son, he'll still live in your house, and he loves you so stop being a baby and talk to him."

"I know you are right but, fuck, it breaks my heart." He said sitting back in the sofa but still looking down.

"I know. But you are not losing him, you are just having a different relationship. You always knew he was too wild to be just yours man."

"And what am I going to do next year?"

"You still have some time to figure that out. There's plenty of boys who want a dom daddy. We'll find you one." He mumbled a sound of approval and then we sat in silence for a few seconds, neither one of us too comfortable with the situation we were in. Sure Hunter and I were used to get naked together and pound the children of the school like there was no tomorrow which would usually indicate a high level of proximity, but we rarely spoke of anything other than sex or the boys.

To be honest, a few weeks ago I probably wouldn't even have gotten involved into the whole issue if Devin had come to me. Sure I was always nice to my boys, but I rarely got too involved with their personal lives but, seeing how much Tommy loved me, and how close he was with his dad and brother, it kinda melted my heart and was making me reflect on how I treated all of my boys too. Seeing Hunter so distraught for loosing Devin, who I knew was the person he loved the most in the world, made me realize how fucked I would feel too if I were to lose my Tommy and now, I wanted to help.

I reached with my hand to Hunter's thigh and gave him a friendly stroke. "It will all look better in the morning, I'm sure." He gave me a half smile, not entirely convinced but seemingly comforted by my words. "Now, should I call Tommy back down to see if he has gotten those joints finished or what?"

"Hell yeah!" said Hunter enthusiastically. We both stood up and began walking upstairs. We entered my room to find Tommy butt-naked sitting on his knees on my bed, with a blunt lit between his lips and rolling another with his nimble little fingers. He smiled when he saw us come in and a large cloud of smoke left through the corners of his lips. I loved it when I saw my little boy smoking, it was so perverse and yet so hot.

Hunter took the initiative here and, like he couldn't wait any longer, and he probably couldn't, he ripped out his shirt, making the buttons fly all around the room as he jumped to the bed where Tommy greeted him with a giggle. I immediately followed him pulling out my own t-shirt in the process.

We fell on either side of the boy as he continued to giggle, and I proceeded to take the blunt out of his mouth and put it into mine taking a long deep puff off of it while Hunter dove into his lips for a deep aggressive kiss. I could see smoke from Tommy's last puff escape through the edges of their lips as they passionately ate each other's mouths.

I was feeling left out of the action, so I exhaled my owns smoke on their faces breaking their spell. They both looked at me with a grin and I just jumped to French kiss my little boyfriend tiny lips. I could taste in his mouth the weed and I just pushed my tongue inside him almost trying to face fuck him. I felt Hunter's hand on mine as he took the blunt from me and took a deep hit as well, we were all getting baked tonight.

As I kept making out with Tommy when we heard Hunter exclaim; "Fuck kid, tonight is not the night for fucking foreplay, get between my legs and suck me off you little fag!" We looked down and saw that he had unzipped his pants, and his monstruous 11.5 inch cock was standing there in between his legs. It was so damn big that he never quite managed to get it all the way erect, but he was grabbing the base with his hand and was oozing precum like crazy, indicating how horny he was.

Tommy looked at me for approval, he knew that when having group sex I had to give him the heads up for him to touch another men's cock, so I just smiled and slightly nodded, and he smiled and turned around, grabbing the top of his principal's cock, and beginning to lick the head of the dark brown dick.

This exposed his naked ass in front of my face, so I opened his ass-cheeks and began eating his hot little pussy. The little pink hole was so sweet and tight, even after all the big dick that had gone through it, that when my tongue when into it I still felt the tightness of his anus gripping around me. I could taste in his ass some of my own special THC lube that I use to prepare and relax the little boy's bodies in order to fuck them; my smart boy had prepared for the night. I spat on his hole as I felt Tommy shiver and move his ass on my face, asking for more.

Meanwhile Hunter had grabbed Tommy's face and had begun to press him down further on his meat. Tommy was a pro by this time on sucking big dick, but this one was something else, and he was having trouble getting it all the way down his throat, as he kept gagging and pushing up to get air and spitting on it so he could lube it up to deep throat the black monster.

My little boy was persistent tho, and he never complained, so he kept going at it with renewed determination to get to the base of Mr. Walton's gigantic cock.

Hearing the noises of Tommy gagging and grasping for air as he struggled to get all of that dick down his prepubescent throat was making me so horny that I just managed to take off my sweats with one hand without moving positions, so my dick sprung out and was now next to my baby's face and slapped him while he sucked the other men. I felt his cheeks wet with all the gag spit that must've been covering his face at this moment.

By this point his hole was nice and wet so, without warning or any other lube than my spit, I just fully inserted three fingers inside his anus as deep as I could get them. Hunter was right, there was no time for foreplay.

Tommy let out a loud grunt mixed with a moan as he felt his hole assaulted by my digits, and he lifted his head up in the air like a puppy getting injured. He was used to being fucked raw and hard, but he was still so sensitive. After the initial shock he just closed his eyes and moaned "Yes daddy, fuck me!" and he began to wiggle his ass on my fingers as he grabbed our cocks with his hands.

Hunter was giving him a devilish smirk and said: "Who told you to stop sucking bitch? Put both of those dicks into your mouth!"

It was physically impossible for the little tyke to fit the two massive dongs inside his little mouth, still he pushed the two mushroom heads together, black and white, and began liking them both, slurping them and trying to suck the tip and get some of the top of them into his mouth.

As he did this Hunter moved closer to me and began inspecting my little boyfriend's anus as I continued finger fucking him. He spat in his hole and proceeded to insert one of his large black fingers inside along mine, and then another, and another. It got to a point where he got his hand nearly to his thumb inside Tommy's hole, and that's without counting my three fingers.

Tommy was by this point panting and grinding over us heavily, his anal stimulation had got him so hard I could feel his little dick leaking in between me and my friend's body. Hunter was breathing heavily as well, he could not wait any longer and he said "God, I fucking need to breed this slut now!" And he yanked his hand out of the little boy's ass and pulled him on all fours on the bed positioning himself behind him doggy style.

"Fuck yeah!" I exclaimed seeing him point his massive schlong slap on top of Tommy's perfectly white hips. "Fucking seed my baby's ass you nasty black pedo!" I said as I moved to put myself in front of Tommy to feed him my cock.

Hunter never got fully hard like me, and he was so big that he sometimes had trouble entering holes if they were not ripe for fucking, but Tommy had been so perfectly prepared by us with the rimming and the fingering (nearly fisting) session, that his ass was ready to get pounded.

He got the head of his massive dick to the entrance of his hole, which was now opened and twitching, begging to be fucked, and he managed to get the head and a couple inches in with no problem. Tom let out a satisfied moan and I conducted his mouth to my own throbbing cock. I knew this was the easy part.

Then Hunter pumped himself up to get the rest of the gigantic dick in. He grabbed the bottom half of his cock with one hand and Tommy's hips with the other and, without no further preparation, he rammed the entirety of his shaft inside my little boyfriend's ass.

Tommy's entire body contracted for a second because of the sudden invasion, I could feel his throat muscles grip around my dick, and he emitted a guttural groan as all the air left his lungs. We all stayed still for a second letting the child getting used to the feeling.

Then Tommy, being the perfect little slut that he is let out a moan and began grinding his ass on the principal's crotch. Hunter and I looked at each other with a grin as we knew it was time for the spit roasting of a lifetime. Almost at the same time we both retired the entirety of our shafts from the boy's body and, almost by telepathy, we both inserted them in on the boy at the exact same time.

We both got to frantic mad rhythm and began power fucking both ends of the little 12 yo like mad as he moaned and gagged on our dicks and we grunted and screamed obscenities at him, pounding him like crazy.

Hunter, after a couple of days of no fucking, was the first to feel his load come and screamed: "I'm fucking cumming bitch! I'm about to breed your pussy!" He said as he thrust violently inside my boy's ass "Take my fucking load whore! Argh!" Hunter pounded hard onto Tommy's hips, leaving bright read marks on his skin where he was grabbing him.

His load was huge, and he must've unloaded at least ten spurts of hot creamy jizz on his ass before some of it began spilling out of the walls of the anal canal of my baby. Seeing Hunter's big black cock fill my boyfriend with such a massive load got me too over the edge and I began too feel my own load building as my balls tingled under Tommy's chin.

"Baby, I'm cumming too!" I said. "Swallow every drop of cum!" I exclaimed as the first spurt of jizz began unloading directly onto my boyfriend's little throat. Tommy obeyed like the good little boy that he was and milked my cock and drank every last drop of cum that shot from it, swallowing it all into his stomach without protest. I grabbed his head and held him in place for good measure as I unloaded directly into him.

As I finished I let go of him and he got away to catch his breath and panting but he looked up and smiled at me, his face red and his eyes glossy, more beautiful than ever, I pulled him up for a kiss.

"Do you want to finish boy?" Asked Hunter, still lodged inside Tommy.

Tommy interrupted our kiss and looked back at Hunter with a smirk and nodded. Hunter grabbed him and pulled out of him with a very obscene noise coming from my boy's ass as the massive dick left a vacant space in him and cum spilled out. He then turned the kid around on his back threw him in between my legs and the principal threw himself onto Tommy's little 4 inch nail and began to suck him.

Tommy began to squirm and wiggle in my arms as I hugged him and massaged his hard nipples and kissed his forehead. As we saw the principal's bald head bob up and down on the boy's dick he got more and more agitated and, as it's the case with young boys, it didn't take long for him to reach orgasm; "Oh! I'm cumming Mr. Walton! I'm gonna cum!" He said as he exploded inside of the principal's mouth with ropes of watery child cum.

Hunter got up and spat the cum on Tommy's face who quickly tried to lick it back into his own mouth and swallow his own seed mixed with the black man's spit. The man was smiling and got close to us; "Ready for a round two?" He asked.

Tommy smiled with a horny stare, but I looked at Hunter and said: "We are but you should go home to Devin, Hunter."

He looked at me annoyed; his smile wiped from his face.

"You have to talk to him and figure your own shit out man." I continued "And your boy is probably so messed up right now. Go home dude."

Hunter looked annoyed and defeated but he sat on the edge of the bed and said. "I know you're right..." He grabbed the rags of his shirt and put them on. "I'll see you..." And he left the room.

"What happened?" Asked Tommy, who was still in my arms.

"Relationship problems baby." I said caressing his soft blonde curls. "Let's hope Mr. Walton and Devin can solve his shit out." I looked at him with a grin and a spark of lust in my eyes. "But now, weren't we about to have a round two? I have all night to fuck as much I want with my boyfriend."

He gave me the biggest smile in the world and turned to me with open arms, hugging me tightly as he began to kiss me for an entire night of hot depraved pedo sex with my now official boyfriend. Life was good.

 

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