Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2017 12:18:27 -0400 From: tagenhard@aol.com Subject: Old-Man-Miller-3 Please donate to Nifty to keep this site running for all our fun. This is of course all fantasy and such real life conduct is not condoned Or encouraged. Old Man Miller Part 3 By Tagen Sunday morning was a quick fuck into my son's ass and then off to home. Now that I've decided my new path in life I wanted to get started. During the drive home I thought about the packets in the box and how to go about them. Riley and Brett were up until the old man's death active participants. Riley would still be 12 or maybe turned 13 recently. Brett would be 19 or 20. But how do I find them? On the other end I had Eric and if he was willing to talk about it, he might be willing to provide info from that end but that would only take me till the time he ran away. I imagine many of the adults in Eric's photos would be either dead or close to. Just how much of this did I want to track down? My wife was still at church when we got home at noon and would probably be with her church group till dinner time. Colby wanted to watch TV and I went to my den. I went on line and shopped for local companies that did security cameras and such. There was one named "Spy Eye Security" They listed regular home security systems but also listed nanny cams, spy cams and hidden cams. They also installed and provided wireless connections for your computer and phone. Cameras could be motion activated or constant. It could also be set up with digital recordings or just live shots. Even though it was Sunday, they were open 7 days a week. I called and set up an appointment for the following Wed afternoon. I turned to the safe and with a new perspective dove into the box. Laying out the packets from the oldest to newest I had Eric -- Rob -- Mike -- Ted -- Jamie -- Ricky -- Pat -- Abe -- Steve -- Bill -- Simon -- Mark -- Mike 2 -- Ben -- Billy -- Luke -- Glen -- Len -- Nicko -- Pete -- John -- Teddy -- Carlos -- Toby -- Rick -- Joey -- Chance -- Brett -- Riley -- Colby. I noticed that 11 of the boys had only one year written on them. Pulling out the pictures it was obvious these kids were only photographed once. There was: Carlos - 9, May 1994 John - 8, October 1993 Pete -6, June 1993 Nicko- 7, April 1993 Len -7, September 1991 Luke -10, June 1989 Billy - 11, December 1988 Ben - 8, August 1998 Mike 2 -7, April 1998 Mark -7, July 1987 And Bill -9, January 1985. Each boy had a set of single posed nudes. A set of the cowboy outfit nudes. Every boy had a set of them sucking a man's cock with another name listed on the back so I supposed that was the name of the man. Every boy had a set of photos of them sucking another cock listed as me on the back. I had to guess that was the old man. Carlos. John, Len, Luke, Billy, Mark and Bill also had pictures of them being fucked by the listed man and with the exception of Len being fucked by the man listed as me. I'm guessing the men who brought these boys in wanted a photographic history of their time together. Allowing the old man to join in was either the price or they were willing to share. They could have just used a Polaroid camera but with the old man taking the picture you got a full view of the action. Since these were all one offs, I set them into a group that I didn't see any reason to follow up on. At least not for now. I set Eric in front of me. I had only gone thru his photos up to the cowboy outfit group. Again starting from the oldest there was the Santa and present pics. Then the Santa blow job pics. The wonderful cowboy pics that were again giving me a hard on. After that came a set where Eric was bent over ass up across the arm of a stuffed arm chair. I recognized this chair. The old man still had it in his living room till he died. I had sat in that chair. Eric still in his cowboy outfit was being fucked by Santa. Six pictures in all of Eric taking it in the ass from the jolly man in red, but his face was not visible in any of them. Every single picture his head was turned into the cushions. Was Eric not liking this? Was he crying? Why did the old man think that a pic with Eric's facial expressions would ruin the photo? Was this little Eric's first fuck? I didn't know how to feel about this, but I thought it strange. Next interestingly enough was a group of photos that were clipped together. There was a naked photo of Eric for every year since he was born. None of them sexual. Innocent photos of a kid running around the house or bathing naked. There was one for every year from 1960 when he was born up to the year 1967 where the Santa pics started. For the next five years there was a set of naked solos of Eric and a set of pics of Eric and the old man having sex together. Well by sex together I mean Eric sucking his dads cock and getting fucked by his dad. For the years that Eric was 8, 9 and 10 there was another boy who was 12, 13 and 14 named Rob. There were pictures of Rob fucking Eric from both ends. I pulled out Rob's packet and in there was a matching set of the same pictures plus some of him with a man named Hank. Going back to Eric's file there were pics of Hank also having sex with Eric. I found it interesting that in Rob's file there were no pictures of the old man with Rob. There also were no more pictures of Rob after he was 14. Other men showed up in pictures with Eric on and off. When Eric turned 12 there were nude pics of him solo again and then pics of him with a set of twins named Ted and Mike who were listed as 7 at the time. I pulled their file over and opened it to find again the standard solo nudes and the cowboy pics. There were copies of the same pics of Eric with the twins. The twins with a man named Ralph and pics of the twins with the old man. Eric's file did not have any pics of him with this Ralph. The same random men who showed up in Eric's previous pics continued to show up with Eric and now with the twins as well. I went thru the next three years of both files at the same time cross referencing the action. Eric with the various men and the twins. The twins with Eric, Ralph, the old man and the various men. Then it dawned on me. There were no more pictures of the old man with his son when Eric turned 12. What had changed? Oh of course, you could see it in the pictures. Eric grew pubic hair. Was the old man only turned on by prepubescent boys? Did entering puberty end his interest in his only kid? Is this why Eric felt his dad stopped loving him? How could you not want to keep fucking your own son? I felt bad for Eric. The hurt and pain he must have felt at his own dad not wanting him anymore. Especially when he could see as the photos showed him fucking the twins. He felt replaced. This same pattern of photos followed up to a group clipped together labeled 16th birthday. The first photo had Eric sitting at a table with a beautiful birthday cake in front of him and he was all smiles. Next a photo of one of the various men cutting a piece of cake and then another. Following that were five photos showing four men jacking off onto one of the pieces of cake and shooting their cum all over it. Then Eric was eating that piece. He still had somewhat of a smile on his face. Next were photos of the now 11 year old twins pissing on the second piece of cake. Followed by photos of a not smiling Eric eating that piece. The last group showed Eric pushed over the table, his face smashed into the remainder of his birthday cake as the various men fucked him one after the other. This must have been the tipping point for Eric that caused him to run away. This was the last of Eric's pictures. I put all his pictures together in his envelope and closed it. Do I give these to him? Would he be happy to have em, or hurt to know that I know about this? More than likely both. I finished paging thru the twins pics and once they started to show signs of hair the pics of them and the old man ended. There continued to be pics of them together and with Ralph and the various men up till they were 15. The last three years the pics with the various men became less frequent until the last year when it was only the twins and Ralph. I looked at the cover of the next three packets and noticed that they were all dated 1979 to start. The same year that the twins were listed as 14. So there was no crossover to the next set of boys like there had been with Eric and the twins. Doing my math I figured the twins would now be 51. It was close to dinner time now so I packed everything up and locked it away in the safe. I found Colby in his bedroom. Sitting down on his bed with the spider man sheets I pulled out my hard cock and had him give me a blow job. As his little mouth sucked my hard daddy meat into his mouth. "Colby I want you to know that I love you. Not just because your my fuck toy but because your my son. I will always love you and fuck you till the day I die." I put my hand on the back of his head to encourage him to swallow more. "I don't care if you get married to a man or a woman. I will keep fucking you. If you marry a man I'll fuck him to. I might even fuck your wife if you marry a woman." I let out a moan. "Fuck yea suck daddies cock, be my boy." "And." I continued. "If you have kids I'm going to fuck them also." I pushed his head all the way down onto my cock as I exploded into his throat. And just in the nick of time as I heard the wife pull into the driveway. Monday and Tuesday were just busy days and I didn't get back to the box. I told my wife I was meeting with the security people and she thought it was a good idea. I of course didn't tell her that the house would be full of spy cams. Both days I casually suggested to my wife that she might want to become more active in the church now that Colby was getting older. After all he was going to be 8 soon and I was willing to spend more time with him. I knew there were weekend retreats and such that she would have liked to attend more but felt guilty leaving me to have to look after him for the whole weekend. I told her I of course have always loved Colby, but now he is at the age where he is more interesting. I was planning on spending more time with him and finding activities we could share. That of course made her happy. I also made a point of having sex with her because I wanted another kid. Hopefully a boy, but I was just as willing to have a daughter swinging from the end of my daddy cock. Wednesday's meeting went real well. We were able to agree on a price for exterior security cameras that were obvious. So people knew they were there. But the guy didn't ask any questions about why I wanted the whole inside of the house full of spy cams that you wouldn't see. This included the bathrooms. All cameras feed back to my computer in the den. They would be motion activated and record up to 72 hours' worth. I could then go in and delete anything I didn't want making room for more recording time. And anything that I did want I could copy to another disk for keeping. I explained where my cabin was and asked if he knew of anyone who worked up in that area. While it was outside his usual territory he offered to wire the cabin also in exchange for being able to take his family for a weeks' vacation. I had to cover the cost of materials of course but we were swapping labor cost for a weeks' worth of cabin use along with the boats and fishing gear. During the week that he was there he would do the work of install and take it live on their last day. They could actually do the house this week yet since they had everything I wanted in stock and would do the cabin the week after next. I think my wife would have shit a brick if she knew how much this was all costing. But she was of the belief that it was the man's job to provide and handle the finances. Thursday afternoon found my wife at church for a social. Me sitting at my desk in the den and Colby on his knees with his mouth stuffed full of my hard cock. I was still trying to decide what to do about Eric's photos but also how to find Riley or Brett. I also wondered how to find other dads into incest. I can't imagine how the old man connected with so many others. I wasn't born yet when he started this but it was the time of the sexual revolution with hippies and free love. Communes were popping up and adult bookstores were fighting the fight to exist. Somehow thru all of that he must have found a conduit. Today's way of finding people of similar interests is the internet. But I haven't a clue how to find a chat room about dad's interested in their kids for sexual purposes. Somehow the idea of hanging around the bookstore didn't appeal to me either. Besides how do you start a conversation like that? I turned my attention back to Colby. I pulled his head off of my cock. He looked up at me wondering what was going on. I slouched my body forward in the chair and hooked my legs over the arms. "Okay little fuck toy I want you to lick my asshole." Colby looked at my pucker and wrinkled his nose. "That's alright, you don't have to if you don't want to." He looked up to me." "I'm sure I can find someone else to be my fuck toy." Ah, manipulation, I was learning fast. Colby made a face again then leaned forward with his little pink tongue stuck out and just touched it to my hole. Then he sat back and looked up to me. Firmly I said "I told you to lick it, not just touch it." Another nose wrinkling expression but he leaned back in and this time licked across the whole hole. Then stopped. I reached down and laced my fingers thru his hair. It pulled his head back so he was looking me squarely in the eyes. "You started this Colby. You seduced me with that cowboy outfit and you knew what you were doing. If you want to be my fuck toy then you have to do whatever I tell you, whenever I tell you and with whoever I tell you. Do you understand me?" He shook his head yes quietly. "This is called rimming and if I tell you to rim someone this is what you do. Now start licking your daddies' asshole and keep licking it till it is good and wet then I want you to push your tongue into the hole like your licking out the ice cream bowl." I let go of his head and he returned his attention to my ass. He started slowly but after a few minutes of it he got into it. I told him what a good boy he was as he shoved, as best as he could, the tip of his tongue into my tight rosebud. I loved being rimmed but it has been years since I got someone to do it. In college I dated a girl for a year and she was into it. There is no way my wife would do this. His little tongue swirled around and in and out of my ass as I stroked my hard cock. I was ready to cum. I pulled his head so his face was tilted up and shot across his face. Spurt after spurt landing across the bridge of his nose, his eyes and his lips. It was so hot to see my cum running down my little boys face. I wonder if the cameras will pick up that fine detail. I had set up for my wife to spend a three day weekend at her mothers. I wanted her out of the house so she didn't see all the spy cameras going in. I also wanted to be able to freely test out the cameras in all the rooms over the weekend. We decided to go out for dinner that night. One of the ladies at church told my wife about a place called Alonzo's. It was an Italian and pizza restaurant with eat in or delivery service. The food was actually good and where we were seated I was able to entertain myself by watching the different customers and the delivery people come and go. Sometimes you are handed just exactly what you want when you least expect it. And now I knew what to do. Friday my wife left at the crack of dawn and I took off from work so I could learn where all the cameras were going and be taught how to use the system on the computer and copy recordings and such. The day went quickly. Colby came home from school just as the crew was leaving. He wanted to know what was happening and I showed him all the outside cameras and explained the security system to him. I didn't tell him about the inside cameras. I didn't want to take a chance he might accidentally tell someone, like his mother. I sat in my den and ran a round of all the cameras. I saw Colby sitting in his room doing some homework he had to finish up. Okay the stage was set as they say. Dinner first, I called Alonzo's for pizza delivery. I next poured myself a drink just to calm myself down. Next I went into Colby's room and told him pizza was on the way, which as a typical boy he was happy to hear. Then I gave him some instructions. I paced the Living room going thru my mind how I wanted this weekend of fucking to go. The doorbell rang and I answered it wearing only a pair of thin nylon running shorts that had lost the inner mesh years ago. "Hi pizza delivery I'm Brett, but you know that already don't you. My manager said you asked for me specifically." Here before me stood Brett from the pictures. I had spotted him last night at the restaurant as one of the deliver people. It just fell into my lap. "Yes I did ask for you." I replied. Brett looked me up and down then smiled. "I like what I see but the tip is $250." I smiled back "Actually I asked for you to find out about Riley." He narrowed his eyes a little. "My brother is $500" I tried to hide my surprise. "Well I was thinking more of a trade. I get Riley and you get my son Colby." I stepped back giving Brett a view into the Living room where Colby stood naked in the cowboy outfit. "Fucking hell." He exhaled softly. "Is that the real one?" "The one and only worn by all the boys including you and Riley." I grinned "Shit Colby is your son and right next door to Mr. Miller's place all this time. I saw the pics of Colby and Riley. Mr. Miller was going to set me up for fucking Colby at the next photo shoot, but then he died." "Don't just stand there come on in." I gestured. "I only got a few minutes, I'm on shift for another hour." He stated as he came into the house. "Wait, if you have the outfit." Brett paused and gave me a suspicious look. "Do you have the photos?" "Yes I do." I admitted openly. "What are you going to do with them?" "I plan on giving them to you to do with as you please." Which was the truth. "Really? You're just going to give me the photos, free and openly. No demands?" "I am hoping that we could become friends. I really would like to fuck Riley and you also to be honest. But I would also like to see you fuck Colby. I think it would be hot and exciting. But if you want the pictures without any of that, I will turn them over to you. I'm not a blackmailer." Brett looked me straight in the eyes and studied me for a moment. "Did you make copies?" "No." I replied. Well is a digital scan onto a computer disk really a copy? I'll have to debate that with myself sometime. "Gawd I really want to trust you. And I really want to fuck Colby. I haven't had any really young boy ass in years." Brett was rubbing his crotch with his free hand. He was still holding the pizza with the other. I decided to make a good will gesture. After all I still had copies, no I mean scans, and now I knew where to find him. "Give me one minute." I said as I walked away. I returned carrying Brett's and Riley's photo packets. "Here, all the pictures including the negatives are there. You are free to take them and what happens from here is entirely in your hands." We traded pizza for pictures. "Oh I should mention." Brett gave me that, oh I knew there was something else, look. "The photos of Riley and Colby have been removed from Riley's packet. I don't want any uncontrolled photos of Colby out there." Brett shook his head in understanding. "Thanks, I really don't know what to say." "Say that you'll be back after your shift. Either alone or with Riley." I said hopefully. "The pizzas on me. Otherwise no promises." Clutching the packets to his chest he left. I had a good feeling about this. Colby and I sat down in the kitchen and had our pizza. We talked about silly stuff. I told Colby that he would be sleeping in my bed since mommy was out of town. He liked that idea. After, we settled down to watch some TV. I didn't want to start anything with Colby just yet. Besides I had all weekend. It was two hours later when the doorbell rang and when I opened it, there was Brett and Riley just like I expected. "Hi Riley." Colby called out and ran over, all smiles. "HI Colby." Riley returned "I'm so glad to see you. I didn't know you lived here otherwise I would have been around sooner." "Come on I wanna show you my bedroom." Colby grasped Riley by the hand and was pulling him into the house. As they disappeared around the corner Brett stepped in and I closed the door behind him. He didn't seem as confident as he did when he was here earlier. He didn't have that hooker swagger he started out with. I put my hand on his shoulder and he jumped a little. "It is okay son, I'm not here to hurt you." He relaxed at that and smiled. "Why did you give me the photos instead of using them to get what you want?" "Well if you think about it I did." My hand slid from his shoulder to the middle of his back. "I could have said I want sex with you and if you don't I will use these photos to destroy you. But instead I used the photos as a gesture of goodwill and now here you are." I rubbed my hand up and down his back. "Unless I'm mistaken, you came back so we could have sex. I used the photos in a different way but have ended up with the same result." I smiled at him with warmth and care. "But you didn't know for sure that I would come back." He challenged. "That's true, but the point is that you did. And I'm glad you did." I stepped in front of Brett and started to unbutton his shirt. One button at a time and he didn't stop me. He just looked down and watched. "Who's Calvin?" I asked nonchalantly as I unbuttoned the shirt. "Oh he's our dad. He's in prison now. Has been for, oh, I guess four years now." That explains why he was in only one set of Riley's photos. Having finished unbuttoning the shirt I ran my hands up across Brett's chest to his shoulders and pushed the shirt off. I freely felt him up and pinched at his nipples. He was a bit on the thin side. But had large bright pink nipples. Now I'm not turning into a homo, not that there is anything wrong with that. But I'm not going to be sucking cock or getting fucked. Others are here to serve me. But there was something about Brett's vulnerability that wanted me to take him and use him. Twisted I know but I was discovering all kinds of new things about myself. I unbuckled his belt and opened the pants. With a small push they fell off his thin hips and fell to the floor. He was going commando. A thin long cock dangled down over a pair of low hanging balls. I think he expected me to fondle his cock but instead I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed down. He took the hint and dropped to his knees. He reached out and pulled down the shorts that I was wearing, letting my hardening cock bounce out into the open. Leaning in, his tongue licked across the tip of my cock then down the shaft. His wet tongue slid back up to my head and then he swallowed my cock whole. He was good. He was definitely well trained and knew his way around a man's cock. He deep throated me without gagging. He was good enough that he was going to make me cum too soon. I didn't want that yet. I pulled back from him and as my cock came out of his mouth a strand of spit connected us. It grew thinner as I stepped back then broke. Brett's mouth hung open wanting more. You could see the desire in his eyes. "Let's go check on the boys." I said softly, breaking him from his trance. We walked quietly down the hall to Colby's room. Colby was on his back with his legs wrapped around Riley's waist as Riley fucked into Colby's boy hole. They were locked into a kiss as they fucked. I thought like two little boyfriends or lovers. I climbed onto the bed above them and pulled their heads apart. Shifting into position so my balls hung down into my son's mouth for him to suckle on. With my fingers in his hair I directed Riley's mouth onto my cock. "I want to see you fuck your brother." I directed to Brett. He climbed on behind Riley and slide his hard cock into his brother's experienced 12 year old ass. Like a well-oiled machine, we all fucked. Riley getting his ass plowed by his brother while sucking the cock of the father of the little boy who he was fucking and the little boy sucking his dad's balls. This should really look great on video, I sure hope the cameras are getting all of this, I thought. I stated to thrust harder into Riley's mouth while holding his head firmly in place. This boy for 12 sure was good at handling a man's cock. I'm guessing he's had a lot of practice. I wanted my first load to go down Riley's throat so then I could have a slower, longer fuck session with his ass. But for now I felt my balls tingle as my impending orgasm announced itself . "Hold some of my cum in mouth Riley to share with Colby." I ordered as I started to shoot 4 loads of my seed into him. My body shuddered as the last of it drained from me. I pulled back from them and Riley dropped his head. Colby opened his mouth and Riley let the excess cum drop from his mouth into Colby's. Then Riley moved in and they tongue fucked. Brett pulled out of his brother's ass and moved quickly to the joined heads. He shoved his cock head in between their joined lips and jerked his meat as he unloaded. They sucked up his cum and Riley's ass juices that coated Brett's cock. I realized Riley must have cum some time during all of this because he was no longer fucking into Colby. Brett pulled away and Colby and Riley went back to gently and tenderly kissing each other. I plopped down onto the bed with my back against the wall and Brett cuddled up against me. This man/boy wanted affection I realized, but was I capable of being the man to give it to him? Or did I simply want this to be about sex? Colby and Riley were now just cuddling as well. I brushed my fingers up and down Brett's back. "Who's Chance?" I asked Brett chuckled a little. "He was the kid before me. Let's see he was 14 I think, when my dad started to bring me over to Mr. Millers." "How old were you then?" "I was eight. My dad and Chance and Mr. Miller all fucked me as I'm sure you seen from the pictures. My dad and Mr. Miller also fucked Chance. I was 12 when Chance turned 18 and left to go into the army. Dad brought Riley into this when he was 7. But then got himself arrested for robbery. One of the other guys shot and killed the victim so dad was also tried for accessory to murder. After dad was gone Mr. Miller tried to be a substitute dad but he was just really after Riley for the sex." Brett paused and drew circles around my nipples with his finger. "Once I hit puberty he stopped fucking with me and concentrated on Riley. But he gave us money which we needed because mom is a worthless drunk. He actually set us up with some other guys who also paid for our asses. You won't find pictures of that though, those guys didn't allow it." "How long can you guys stay?" Brett looked up at me. "All weekend if you want. I got work tomorrow night but Riley can stay and I come back after. I just have to have Riley to school Monday." "Won't your mom worry?" Brett laughed openly at this. "Mom doesn't give a fuck what we do. She caught me plowing Riley a year back or so. Of course she threw a fit at first but then I explained everything to her. About dad doing us and the photo shoots. We came to an agreement that I would become responsible for Riley because she didn't want no fucking faggot's for sons. We could stay at the apartment only because the state would come sniffing around if she threw him out. I have to pay rent to her and cover all of Riley's clothing and food expenses. Between my rent and her disability checks plus I think she has some of the robbery money hidden away, she's able to spend her days drunk and passed out." "That's not easy to do on a pizza delivery job." I stated "Well as you already know from our first meeting, I hook myself and Riley out for cash. My boss runs drugs and I get extra for delivering it. We're getting by and I make sure Riley is taken care of first." "I'm sorry." I started to say but Brett cut me off. "Don't give me your sympathy. We are living the life were living and doing okay with it. Four years and Riley gets a driver's license which gives him the ability to start working for himself." I don't know why but I wanted to fuck him really hard right now. "The only thing that sucks about this whole thing is that I don't have the money to get myself a proper girlfriend to fuck so I can have a kid of my own." Brett sighed. "I suppose you want a boy for you to play with in the future." Brett chuckled. "Are you judging me?" "No not really. I understand why you want that." We laid silent for a moment. "Fuck your mom." I suggested. Brett sat up and looked at me with astonishment. "Are you fucking serious?" "Sure why not. You said she's passed out all the time. Have Riley get you hard then rape the bitch. If she gets pregnant you can try to convince her that it must be some guy she had over when she was drunk. This way she will be responsible for raising the kid with her money. Of course you will offer to help take care of the kid." Brett was just staring at me but I think I saw the wheels turning in his head. "If it's a boy then you can start to play with your brother/son as soon as you want and train him right from the start. If you have a sister/daughter you can dump her on your mom or play with her also." "Fucking twisted dude." Brett said with a huge grin. "And if your mom continues to be a drunk after the kid is born, then have Riley fuck her so he can have a kid of his own to." "You are one sick muther fucker." He laughed. "Well this sick muther fucker wants to have a long hard fuck in your brother's ass while I watch you plow my son." "Well then let's do this." Brett said eagerly.