Date: Sat, 25 Apr 2020 15:19:16 -0400 From: Tagen Subject: Perverter-10 I know that during these fiscally uncertain times for many of you the dollar is tight but there are also many of you not affected and i ask that you donate to Nifty to help support the work of giving us this library of stories. tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@protonmail.com Perverter 10 by tagenhard. "I'm glad you could come on such short notice." I commented as I handed a brew to Mitch. "Well the fucking factory is closed for unexpected maintenance and this sure is better than sitting around the fucking house with the bitch riding me to fix this and that." Mitch replied. This was true Mitch vocabulary, he was a butch burly man's man and made no apologizes for his vocabulary or opinions. His life was hunting, fishing, drinking, swearing and the occasional fight, he used to do it more when he was younger but he's slowed down now only because people knew better than get into it with him. You didn't dare mouth off to him or even look cross eyed at him because you'd likely find yourself flat on your back from his right hook. He'd fight anyone and more than once took on a group of guys. Sometimes he'd win and sometimes not, he didn't care really for the fight was the thing and nothing used to make him happier, sometimes I wondered what that meant psychologically but just accepted him for him. And it was this macho need of his that I was going to use against him. We were great buds and I might just be his best friend if he were pressed to label another guy that. We meet in high school and we just knew each other from sharing classes and seeing each other around. One day there was a crowd gathered behind the bleachers and I went over to see what was up. Mitch and another kid were fighting, it seemed like an even match, they were both the same size and both on the muscled side. Kids seemed evenly divided as to who they were rooting for till the other kid pulled a knife from somewhere. The crowd fell silent and you could see a nervous look sweep over Mitch's face, he had never faced and uneven fight before. The other kid got a swipe in and cut across Mitch's forearm, bleeding and unwilling or unable to back down, Mitch took a lunge at the other kid and knocked him down before he got another slash of the blade in. But they tumbled on the ground and Mitch found himself on his back with the other kid on top of him. The other kid raised his arm and was about to drive the knife down into Mitch when I jumped in and grabbed his wrist. The kid was startled just enough that I was able to pull the knife out of his hand. Mitch and the kid both looked at me with uncertainty and anger. "Okay now finish beating the crap out of each other fair and square." I spat as walked off with the knife. I heard later that the kid did end up winning and a few days later he approached me and thanked me for saving him from doing something really stupid. I'm not sure he would have thanked me if he had lost the fight. Mitch on the other hand didn't appreciate the interference. He ambushed me one day in the locker room and shoved me up against the lockers and pinned me there. He drew back his fist and was aiming at me for a hard plunge right into my face. "I don't need you to fight my fucking fights for me." He hissed. "You sure about that, you fucking lost the fight asshole. I had money riding on you, you dumb cunt." I replied calmly. I think he expected me to be shitting myself, to be cowering with fear, to beg him to not hit me, to hear my voice trembling. He expected anything but what I said. He hesitated just long enough for me to be aware of what was what. "You're funny." He stated as his fist headed for my face. It made contact with the right side of my face at the same moment my knee made contact with his nuts. We both crumbled to the floor in pain but laughing, I don't know why I was laughing and I don't know why he was but we were, even though it hurt. We got hauled into the principal's office where we both swore we were just goofing off and it went wrong, we denied we were fighting and when the principal threatened to call the police and our parents, I calmly said "Look sir, it was just a lovers spat, do you call the police every time some straight couple have an argument? Or are you prejudiced against gays? Do I need to call the ACLU?" The principal was not amused and ordered us out of his office after warning us he had his eye out on us. Mitch at first wasn't amused either, "You think I'm a faggot?" He hissed at me as we left the office and hit the corridor. I looked and saw it was empty and spun around and pinned him to the wall. "Now you listen to me." I firmly but calmly let out. "I don't care what the fuck you are and I'm not fucking afraid of you. I took the knife away because I didn't want to have the others witness a fucking murder in front of their eyes, and then go thru weeks of girls sobbing in the fucking halls and endless nights of candle light vigils and more days of school counselors holding fucking grief seminars and all that fucking shit. I did it for me and to spare me the fucking agony of it all. I also didn't want you to be immortalized and never to be able to look in my fucking year book without seeing your mug staring back from pages of In Memory of shit." Then I let go of him and walked away. I don't know why that worked but we have been friends ever since and I was able to talk to him in ways no one else could. I could spout my honest opinion or tease him and make fun of him without fear of getting beat up. "Was Trent excited to come?" I asked knowing what the answer was probably going to be, but also knowing this was the start of my campaign to twist my longtime friend into a son fucking perv. "Little bastard just complained about missing his fucking piano lessons." Mitch groused. "I swear he's not really my kid, she must have gotten knocked up by some sissy and got me to believe he's mine." I chuckled to myself since I knew he wasn't upset about missing piano lesson but about missing Luke's hard cock up his tender ass. "Well maybe exposure to some man time will change him, toughen him up." I offered. "We'll see, I don't know. I'm ready for another are you?" Mitch held out his bottle. "What? Am I your fucking maid, asshole, get it yourself." I cut back laughing. "That's what I need, a maid?" Mitch snorted as he went to the fridge and got himself another. "Some soft tender hot thing to wait on me and serve my needs." "What's wrong the wife not putting out again?" I asked with an awe poor you tone of voice. "Frigged bitch won't open her mouth or uncross her legs. She always has a headache." I laughed, "I'm sure she gets the headaches from you." "She knew what she was marrying, no excuse." He laughed back and then set his bottle down on the counter, "I gotta piss." He announced and headed out the door. While he was outside letting it rip I popped a Viagra and an ecstasy into his beer bottle and then poured some of my beer in to top off the bottle, next I poured each of us a shot of bourbon. Seb had left the drugs behind and said he and Damon sometimes used them when they went clubbing. Mitch came back in naked from the waist down, he had been going commando which was normal for him and took off his long pants. "I'm gonna get into some shorts." He stated as he passed me and headed for the guest room. "Why bother, let's just hit these shots and then head down to the lake." Mitch was used to the naked swimming from the other times he had been here. "Since it's just us guys we don't have to limit the openness to just the lake." I thought openness sound less threatening than nudity. "Okay bro." He returned as he stepped into the bedroom and then returned totally naked. "I could get used to this." He quipped. "Especially if you had some hot tender flesh around, huh." I teased. "Amen to that brother." He chuckled. We both picked up our beers and took a long draw then slammed down on the counter, I saw Mitch hesitate just a second but he wasn't about to be out done by me and down the shot as I did. He had a puzzled look on his face "What?" I asked simply. "Oh nothing, I think there might have been a fly or something in the beer, there was something solid, oh well it's gone now." He brushed it off. Mitch took another swig of his beer and I glanced over his body. He was a well-built solid mass of muscle with a spray of hair across his chest much like mine except his chest was bigger and his nipples more pronounced and darker. Hard flat stomach, it didn't show abs but it didn't have any fat either. His dick was almost as big as mine in length but he had an advantage in girth. I could imagine that fat hog of a cock spreading his little boys hole open. Both of us were bigger than Luke which Trent was used to so it would be a test to the elasticity of his ass to accommodate either one of us. I was figuring Mitch would go first and he wouldn't be any the wiser that his boy has been fucked before since his fatter fuck stick would get a reaction out of Trent. Then I would fuck him with my longer one and go deeper than any other man has before. "If you keep staring at it, you will have to take care of it." Mitch growled. I laughed at having been caught, "I was thinking that maybe that fat hog is why your wife gets headaches." "She does tend to scream a bit when I ride her." "I wonder if my wife would scream at the size of it." I said trying to make it sound like I was saying it absent minded instead of on purpose. "Are you offering her to me?" Mitch chuckled I looked up to him and tried to blush, I don't know if I succeeded or not. "If you can manage to seduce her then go right ahead." I said with a straight and serious face. "I'm longer than you so I know she can handle that but your fatter, thicker, they say that's what a woman wants." He smirked at me, "Don't challenge me bro because you know I don't back down from challenges." "It's not a challenge but I'm just saying if you can manage to swing it I would be interested to know if she would go for it. But she's not tender young flesh." I added but changed the wording from hot tender to young tender. I wanted the word young to hang in his head. "Aw she ain't old man but yea I do like looking at younger as you well know." Mitch replied before taking another swig. And I did know, after that confrontation we found ourselves hanging out together more and more. We didn't make a point of calling each other and arranging things but would just end up in the same place at the same time or at the same parties and would just naturally talk and hang with a group of other guys or sometimes by ourselves. Our talk became open and free over time and we would comment on a chick now and then and he would sometimes be commenting on a younger than high school girl. I think he was testing my boundaries and I never reacted badly to it. He eventually mentioned underage girls and I went with the flow, so I know the idea of underage isn't going to necessarily be a road block. I couldn't mention it but it just felt right and comfortable to be standing here naked with Mitch. He was probably feeling the same way but it wasn't something you vocalized because then it would be weird. "How about one more shot and then we head down." I didn't really want more to drink but I was trying to waste time. I wanted his pills to be kicking in about the time we got to the lake. So another shot went down and with fresh brews in hand we headed for the lake. We found Trent standing on the beach in his underwear and Kevin out in the water by himself splashing around, Kevin was close enough in that you could see he was naked. "Why aren't you playing with Kevin?" I asked. "The waters dirty." Trent kind of whined. "It won't hurt you, get out there and play." Mitch barked in his usual voice. Trent turned and looked at both of us and his eyes widened at the sight of our exposed cocks. "Your naked daddy." He announced. "He didn't want to take his underwear off or come in the water." Kevin called out. "He's kind of a sissy isn't he?" That didn't sit well with Mitch. I expected him to yell at Kevin but instead he directed himself to Trent. "You listen to me, take those fucking underwear off and get in the water." "But daddy." Trent started to whine. "I'll butt you, you'll get a spanking so hard your ass will glow red for a week." Mitch's voice got deeper and tenser. Trent hesitated, his eyes moving back and forth between the two biggest cocks he probably has seen and trying to decide between his two fears, water and spanking. Mitch has a short fuse and took the hesitation as disobedience. Mitch set his beer down and picked Trent up and started to walk into the water. Trent started to kick and scream but he was no match for his dad. I could see Mitch wasn't hurting Trent and Trent was just throwing a tantrum. As Mitch got further into the water he grasped onto Trent's underwear and ripped them off of him, then tossed him up into the air and out to the water. The sight of Trent's small little ass flying through the air had me chubbing up, man I wanted to fuck it so bad. Despite Mitch's gruffness he did nothing more than some parents do in teaching their kids to swim, be it right or wrong, he tossed him in the water but not so far that we couldn't save him if need be. I noticed Kevin had boned up and was moving into deeper water to cover it. I also realized I was getting harder and moved into waist deep water. "Don't you ever disrespect me in front of others again." Mitch gruffed. "I tell you to do something, you do it." I had grabbed Mitch's beer before moving into the water and motioned to him I had it with me. I was out in water deeper than Mitch was and his crotch was above the water level. I could see he was chubbing up a little but I wasn't surprised that really. He confided in me once that he always got a hard on when he got into a fight or just intimidated someone. Kevin was staring at it and practically drooling, my son the cock slut I chuckled to myself. Mitch made his way over to me close enough to grab onto his beer. I moved over to Trent who was treading water and not happy. "So you know how to swim." I said in a soothing voice. "Yea but in a clean pool, not a dirty lake." He squeaked back. While it was treading depth for Trent I was still standing on my feet. I moved behind him and whispered. "I know all about you and Mr. Luke." I stated as he felt my hand touch his butt and my finger slide into the crack. Trent was used to having Luke's hard cock up his ass as he played piano so I figured he could concentrate enough to keep treading as I wormed my finger in. "How do you know?" Trent whispered back nervously. "Mr. Luke told me all about it as I was fucking him and he enjoyed it so much he said I could fuck you to." I replied with two fingers in his tight hole. "Your gonna fuck me? But you're so big." "You can handle it, it may take some work but a real cock whore like you will enjoy it. And not only am I gonna fuck you but if my plan works out your dad is gonna fuck you to." I oozed into his ear. Then I gave him a set of instructions and a threat to do as he is told. I moved back over to Mitch. "What was that all about?" He inquired. "Just making sure he was ok and that he really needed to learn to obey you." I explained. "I see you haven't changed." I added. Mitch looked at me puzzled. "You got hard man, handling your sissy boy, you always did when you dominated someone. Your still hard." "Yea well," Mitch replied shrugging his shoulders and seemed a little embarrassed by it which was out of character for him. Trent had paddled over and wrapped his legs around his dad's waist and arms around his neck and buried his face in his dad's hard chest. "What's this?" Mitch asked gruffly. "I'm sorry daddy for being weak and a sissy and not a big tough man like you." Trent replied softly like he was on the verge of tears. I could see he was doing exactly like I had told him and was gently undulating his pelvis against his dad's hard cock. "Well there's still time for you to grow out of it. Just listen to me better when I tell you something and act like a normal boy like Kevin." Mitch advised. If only he knew I chuckled to myself. I realized that the ecstasy must be working because I could see Mitch's face cloud over at the feeling of his kid's tender ass rubbing across his cock. But I could also see the conflicted look on his face knowing that this wasn't right but then why was he so hard, why was his cock throbbing hard. The Viagra was working, thankfully. I looked over to Kevin and saw he was rubbing himself under the water. It was too soon, I don't think Mitch will fall this easy. "Okay young man, since your wet in the dirty water go play with Kevin now." I said as I grasped onto him and pulled him off of his dad and then flung him over towards Kevin. This time he squealed in delight as he flew thru the air. Then I lounged at Mitch and drove him towards the shore and knocked him off of his feet. He floundered for a split second under water and then jumped up to his feet. I had driven him far enough back that when he stood up his crotch was out of the water and his hard throbbing cock slapped up against his belly. Mitch sputtered water, clearing his mouth and I think was about to lounge back at me when he realized he was totally exposed. Kevin and Trent were staring at his fat fuck stick. A normal man would fell embarrassed at exposing himself like this but Mitch being Mitch wasn't about to show such an emotion willingly and wasn't going to let the situation get the upper hand of him. "It's so big daddy." Trent gushed out. I could see that Mitch liked the admiration but coming from your young son seemed to make it weird. Mitch stood there confused by all of this. I'm sure he was wondering why his cock was so fucking hard and why he was feeling so good about it in a situation that his instincts said he shouldn't. I knew this still wasn't enough to get Mitch to twist so I walked past him and said in a low voice only he could hear. "Don't worry about it, tender young flesh will have that effect." And then proceeded out of the water towards the cabin. I had to keep my back to Mitch so he wouldn't see that I also had a fucking hard on. I was in the cabin getting another beer. I knew that simple good feelings wasn't going to drive Mitch into losing his self-control and fucking his kid. He needed anger to cross that line, he needed an excuse for his first time. I heard the screen door bang shut and without looking asked if he wanted another. "Ah yea, why the fuck not." He replied. He was standing at the counter still hard and throbbing as I handed him the bottle. "Listen bro, I don't want you to think that I'm a freak but this hard on just won't go down." Mitch spewed out as defense. I laughed, "Don't worry about it, it seems to be catchy." I turned around and showed him I was hard also. "It must be something in the water." Mitch chuckled. "Yea, tender young flesh." I joked back. He laughed then, "Wait, what?" "You used to talk about hot little under age stuff, even the ones who didn't have hair yet." I reminded him. "But those were girl's bro." He defended. "Soft and tender and hot and tight, it's all the same when you get to the bottom line, isn't it." I said as I poured two more shots. "But." Mitch started. "But nothing, you popped the boner when you manhandled your son, you almost blew a load as he rubbed his soft tender little boy hole across your hard cock and you probably would have if I didn't pull him off of you." I spouted. "Besides he's more a little girl than a boy, my son is right he's a sissy." I held the shot out to him. "Didn't you notice how he was in awe of your hard cock and practically drooling for it?" Mitch tensed up but I knew in his mind he knew I was right, Mitch was embarrassed by his son's actions and embarrassed that he might have a sissy for a son. He took the shot from me and downed it. "You need to find out if he's a faggot or not before he goes around town being an embarrassment to you." I suggested. Mitch slammed the shot glass on the counter, "My son's not a sissy." He sputtered. "Oh yea, well if they come in here and his eyes go straight to your hard cock and he keeps staring at it, then I say he is." I challenged. "And I bet if you get right up in his face and ask him if he finds that interesting, he will say yes he does, and I bet if you ask him if he wants to touch it he will say yes he does." "And what are you betting?" Mitch barked back "If I'm wrong you can fuck me up the ass." I returned. "But if I'm right, then you give him what he wants, you show him what being a cock faggot is all about and you fuck him mouth and ass. He might discover he hates it and that will straighten him out or you might find out you got yourself a tender young piece of flesh to use when the wife pushes you away." "He's not a sissy." Mitch maintained. "Okay, okay I'm sure he's not but man if Kevin acted the way he does, I'd send him straight to boot camp but from what I hear the counselors just end up fucking them anyway for pleasure." I stated shrugging my shoulders. We stood silent, Mitch staying hard because of the drugs, me because I kept imagining impaling that hot little ass on my shaft. I started small talk about other things like sports and politics but I made a point of bringing up subjects that I knew would make Mitch mad, I wanted him on edge and frustrated because when he was, he was most likely to take actions without thinking them thru first. The boys came in and Trent's eyes went right to his dad's still throbbing cock and he stopped in his tracks and actually licked his lips. I could see Mitch turning red in the face. "Son come here?" He ordered in his usual manner. "Yes daddy." Trent replied as he moved over and stood in front of his dad still staring at his dad's fat cock. "You know what this is right?" Mitch said with a controlled voice. "Yes it's your wiener daddy." Trent replied. It was so cute seeing the small boy staring at his dad's meat and using the innocent words of youth but knowing he was a well fucked boy toy. It made my cock throb. "Do you find this interesting? Do you like looking at it?" "Yes daddy." "Sissy thru and thru." I said softly adding fuel to the fire. I could see the veins in Mitch's neck bulging as he tried to hold his anger in. "Do you want to touch it?" Mitch asked thru clenched teeth. "Oh please can I daddy." Trent smiled. This was the break or make moment, Mitch could just admit that Trent was a sissy and take it no further or he could cross that line. I pushed the situation. "Real faggot of a son, I'm sorry man, what a letdown for you. All the town is going to talk about is what a fag your kid is." "Fuck you," He spat at me. "I'll show you he doesn't really want this. Touch it Trent, touch daddy's cock." Mitch ordered. My cock throbbed at the impending success. Trent reached out and wrapped his fingers around the hard daddy shaft, his fingers couldn't even make it all the way around. Trent gently fondled the meat and then started to stroke it. It was so erotic to see the small fingers on his fat cock. "See it just comes natural to him, he's jerking you off." I teased. Mitch was lost in the fog off hating what was happening but in the good feeling it was bring to his body. Mind versus body sensation. "I bet you want to taste it don't you Trent." I hissed. "Yes." Trent replied honestly, we were past my instructions and Trent was now just running on what Luke had taught him. Mitch didn't say anything. "Go ahead, daddy wants you to." I encouraged. Trent leaned forward and sucked the head into his small mouth. If Mitch had been thinking clearly he would have noticed that this all came to easy, that Trent didn't hesitate at all. But Mitch wasn't thinking straight. He sighed at the feeling of the hot little mouth on his shaft, the Viagra and ecstasy were controlling his mind and body reactions. Trent had trouble stretching his mouth to take in the wider man meat than he was used to but he did his best. It was obvious to me that Luke had him well trained to crave and desire cock and to make his best effort to get it. Trent got what he could in his mouth and swirled his little tongue around the head as he stroked the shaft. "Fuck." Mitch breathed out in pleasure. "My fucking son is a faggot and he sucks cock better than his mom." I don't think Mitch intended to say that out loud but he did. "I told ya he's a sissy but maybe he just likes the idea of it, show him what it really means to be a fag cock hound and he might change his mind." I suggested. Mitch curled the corner of his mouth into a sneer. "You like my cock in your mouth, then really learn how to suck it." Mitch entwined his fingers into Trent's hair and pulled his mouth further onto his fat shaft. Trent started to gag, Kevin laughed and I could see Mitch losing some of his resolve. "What you laughing at punk." I directed to Kevin. "Don't think I didn't see you staring at our cocks also." I reached out and pulled Kevin to me and pushed him to his knees. Kevin played his part perfectly. "But daddy I didn't mean to." "Open your fucking mouth." I barked and Kevin did as he was told. I drove my cock into his mouth and down his throat till he also gagged, or maybe pretended to gag. `Fuck yea." I moaned out. Seeing me doing to this to Kevin returned Mitch to his original drive and he plunged back into Trent's mouth. He fed off of my energy as we face fucked our son's. Of course Mitch didn't know this wasn't new to either of them but that didn't matter, he and I were on a high, his from thinking he was teaching his son a lesson and mine from knowing I had twisted him. "Fuck this is great, we can get blow jobs whenever we want them and they won't expect flowers in return." I joked. "Or dare say no." Mitch added. "I bet they will even swallow." We drove our cocks into our faggot son's mouths, side by side as buds, stretching Trent to his limit and giving Kevin what he desired. "I bet their asses are so fucking hot and tight." I stated. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" Mitch moaned out. "I'm just making an observation." I replied. "But you're saying we should fuck em in the ass right?" "I'm just saying that they must be tight and hot. Do you think we should fuck em?" I need Mitch to suggest it, to cross this line as the leader. We remained silent for a few moments enjoying the sucking mouths. "Fuck now that's all I can think about." Mitch groaned. "Should we?" I asked. He sighed, I will if you do." "I will if you want us to." I returned. Silence again, I could see the thought was burning thru his brain like a melody you hear and then can't get rid of it. "Fucking a hot tender young virgin hole, on man." I left it hang there. "Awe fuck now I gotta." Mitch announced. "I will if you do, you first." I said "They need to be lubed I'm sure." Mitch stated. I reached over and grabbed a stick of butter and held it out to him. "Butter for corn holing." I chuckled. Mitch laughed but took it and reached down and smeared it on Trent's asshole. After he felt he had done a sufficient job he handed it over to me and I did the same to Kevin. I needed Mitch to do it first so he couldn't say he was just doing what I was doing. I needed him to shove his cock into Trent first so he would know he crossed that line on his own choice. "Time to find out what a cock is really for son." Mitch announced and pulled out of Trent's mouth, spun him around and bent him over. I did the same to Kevin when Mitch looked over to me but then I waited for him to make the first move. Mitch hesitated just long enough to make me think he might change his mind, but then started to push in. "You're wiener is so big daddy." Trent grunted out as the head spread his little boy cunt open. Mitch didn't stop, he was crossing that line and couldn't go back. I watched as Trent's small rose bud spread further and further open and Mitch's fat hog of a cock went in deeper and deeper. Trent groaned out as he was being stretched further than Luke had ever done. Mitch moaned as the feeling of the tightest hottest hole he ever fucked engulfed his hard cock. "I'm sorry son but I gotta do this." Mitch grunted. "It's for your own good." Mitch justified. "It's ok daddy I like it, it's so big but it makes me feel full and happy." Trent wheezed out with jagged breath as his dad pushed in further. "He likes it, ha, told you he was a faggot." I stated. "Your kids no better." Mitch observed. I looked down and saw that Kevin had moved himself back onto my cock for a fucking. I was so engrossed in watching Mitch and Trent that I hadn't noticed. "Well shit I guess both of us will be able to keep our fucking balls drained whenever we want." I gave Kevin a slap across the ass he moaned out, "oh yes" I couldn't believe how well Trent was taking this, sure his face was scrunched up and he was both groaning and moaning with some snot running from his nose and his eyes watering but he never called out for his dad to stop. Kevin on the other hand went into whore mode and moaned out for me to fuck him harder and deeper. Mitch chuckled and commented that I had a natural born cock slut for a son. He didn't mean it as an insult but just a factual observation. We stood side by side, fathers fucking sons with our hard daddy fuck sticks. Now I wish Kevin had started earlier seeing how Trent could handle it, but then again I don't know how hard Luke had to work at it to get inside the boy the first time. This was just fucking hot and I was so turned on by getting a friend like Mitch to turn to the perv side. I fucked harder into Kevin but zoned all my attention on that fat cock of Mitch's sliding in and out of Trent's asshole, how it stretched, how the skin rolled back and forth with each thrust. It was turning red and puffy and that turned me on even more. "Man I can't wait till we switch it up and fuck each other's son." I moaned out. Mitch didn't miss a beat in his thrusting. "If you so much as wave your cock at my kid I will fucking chop it off." He growled. "He's my son and no one else fucks him but me. You want me to fuck your fag I will but Trent is strictly his daddy's boy." Shit, that's not how this is supposed to go, I cursed in my head. Well I got him this far, maybe in time he will let up and branch out. "And no more fucking piano lesson." Mitch barked. Trent started to protest but Mitch slapped him hard across the ass. "And no more back talk from you. From now on I will teach you wrestling and hunting and fishing and take you to the gym to work out with me and of course you will be swinging from my cock almost every day. You are my son lover and no one else touches you." "Yes daddy." Trent meekly wheezed out between his moans. Fuck, fuck, fuck, rolled thru my head, it wasn't so much that I wanted to fuck Trent but I wanted to twist Mitch all the way and have him enjoy seeing other men impale his son on their cocks and use him for pure sexual enjoyment. I sighed at this turn of events and started to lose my erection. I faked cumming and pulled out of Kevin then sat down on my ass on the floor and watched Mitch still working his boy over. I should have realized this was a possibility, not all men want to share their wives, why should they want to share their kids. I was bummed but taking some solace in my half victory. Maybe once the novelty wears off he will change his mind. "I'm gonna cum son, I'm gonna flood your fucking boy cunt with my daddy cum." Mitch announced and slapped Trent hard across the ass as he started to shoot his pent up seed. "Fucking take it faggot." Mitch finished off before then pulling out and sitting back. Then something that truly blew my mind happened. Mitch leaned forward and planted his mouth over Trent's asshole and started to suck his cum out. I would have never guessed that Mitch would do that, never in a million years did I take him for a cum eater. He finished and pulled away and looked at me and burst out laughing. "If you could see your expression. Oh man that is priceless. I've always eaten my cum, no matter where I left it." Mitch explained unembarrassed by the revelation. Just goes to show you never know what freaky shit someone is into, I guess. I reached up and grabbed my beer bottle from the counter and downed it. Trent had turned around and was licking his dad's drippy cock clean, then knelled up and moved his mouth to his dads. Mitch gave him a wink and then pulled him in for a deep hard tongue fucking kiss. Mitch wanted to go fishing but Trent asked if he could take a nap instead, he promised to go next time but he was so tired out. Mitch accepted that and tucked him in bed. Kevin wanted to go with him and I agreed but told Mitch I trusted him to not let Kevin talk him into any sex. Mitch had me promise to let Trent sleep and not touch him. I was sitting on the dock and Mitch and Kevin had motored out of the cove about 10 minutes ago. Oh fuck it I said to myself and made my way into the cabin and then the guest room. I pulled the covers back from Trent's sleeping body and climbed on top of him. Trent woke and groggily opened his eyes as I slid my hard cock up his fucking hot tight ass. He closed his eyes again and scrunched his face as my longer cock impaled him. We didn't talk, just made grunting sounds as I fucked what was probably going to be the only boy like this in my life. I knew I couldn't cum in him and take the chance of the leaky evidence showing up, but I brought myself to the edge and then waited for it to go away before starting to thrust again. After the third time of this I knew I best pull out or risk and accidental unloading. As I was slipping out Trent said cum in my mouth, he wouldn't know. "You wicked boy." I whispered as if there might be someone around to hear. I presented my hard throbbing cock to his face and he swallowed me half way down. That was enough to trigger me and I unloaded into that sweet angelic boy's little mouth. When I was done I was curious and I licked any overflow from Trent's face and lips. Not bad I decided, probably won't make a habit of it but not bad. The late afternoon sun and a returning Mitch found me asleep on the dock. I stirred as the sound of the motor registered in my brain. They had caught enough to feed us for dinner, Mitch stared into my eyes and asked if everything was good and I said yes it was. He stared a moment longer before going off and cleaning the fish. I knew he meant was everything good as in did I behave myself, and my answer yes it was meant that I was satisfied. I can't help it he didn't understand what I meant. As Mitch disappeared around the bushes headed for the cabin I looked at Kevin. "Did you have fun?" "Not really, all we did was fish." I laughed out loud at that and his disappointment. Dinner was nice, we all stayed naked and were able to eat outdoors with very little bug interference. Afterwards I could tell a storm was moving in as the sky darkened more than normal and the temperature started to drop. I got the candles and lanterns out and ready, then started a small fire in the fireplace. Mitch and I settled into some comfortable chairs with bourbons in our hands as the wind began to pick up outside. Trent and Kevin were on the floor whispering back and forth like little kids do sometimes when Kevin got up and walked over to Mitch. "Mr. Hawkins, if it's okay with my dad can I play with your big cock please." Mitch chuckled. "At least he's a polite cock whore." "Manners are everything." I retorted raising my glass in a salute. "And it's okay with me, if Kevin wants to play beyond what I have to offer I'm okay with it. I don't own my kids." I put in a little dig aimed at Mitch but he ignored it. "Then sure, get between my legs and suck me hard whore boy." Mitch snarled. I had a feeling that Mitch was going to be rough vocally and maybe even physically but I didn't care. Kevin knew what he wanted and had a one track mind about it. It won't actually hurt for him to run into a situation that he couldn't handle and maybe walked away regretting it. That's how you learn isn't it. Kevin got to his knees between Mitch's knees which he spread open. His fat cock lay soft across the top of his balls. Since Kevin hasn't actually told me about everyone he has had sex with, I didn't know if this would be the fattest one or not. "If you start to suck it whore I expect you to go balls deep and if you don't I will force it down your throat till you do. This is your last chance to change your mind." Kevin looked over to me but I'm not sure what he was expecting from me, encouragement? a warning? me telling him I will protect him? Sorry kid but you're not getting any of that from me. I just shrugged my shoulders and looked away. Mitch laughed a sinister laugh, "Don't expect him to help you. Your daddies to busy getting turned on by the idea of me using you." I realized he was right and my cock stood tall and proud and throbbing and betraying me. Kevin looked back at Mitch and threw some attitude by giving him a sneer before swallowing that fat slab down till he choked himself on it. Mitch laughed, "He's just like me at that age, not the cock sucking but unwilling to back down and ready to prove a point." Kevin's mouth stretched wide and he shoved more and more meat in till he gagged himself and despite the natural reaction to pull away, he didn't, he forced himself to stay there till his reflexes died down. Fuck I thought and Mitch isn't even hard yet. Kevin held the fat slab in his mouth as it grew and grew harder. "Fuck he's good." Mitch moaned out. "He's done this before." You could see Kevin's mouth stretch wider as the fuck stick got harder. My own cock throbbed at the sight and I wrapped my hand around it. "Don't touch it you sick fuck." Mitch barked at me. Now as I have said Mitch didn't scare me but for some reason I listened and pulled my hand away, Mitch was in control, or I was letting him be in control. "You don't touch your fucking cock. I bet you that you will cum from just watching me use your whore boy from sight alone and if I'm wrong you can fuck Trent." Ha I thought, bet already lost but hey why not let this play out. I withdrew my hands and placed them on the arms of the chair. Kevin did a pretty good job of keeping Mitch's cock in his mouth as it grew to it's full mast. He did gag on and off and his eyes were watering but then he pulled off and grasped the shaft and started to stroke it as his bobbed up and down. Out of the corner of my eye I realized that Trent who was sitting on the floor watching this was now somehow closer to me. As Kevin worked over Mitch's cock I paid more attention and saw that Trent was very slowly inching his way over to me hoping his dad didn't notice I guessed. "Enough of this," Mitch roared. "I need to fuck that ass." He reached out and grasped Kevin and pulled him off of his cock and spun him around onto his hands and knees, then knelt down behind him and touched his cock head to Kevin's asshole. "The little fucker is already lubed." Mitch commented. "Well since you're so eager, here it comes. Mitch pushed and buried his cock head into Kevin in one thrust. Kevin called out but didn't yell stop. Trent was now at the base of my feet having used his dad's distraction to scoot closer. Kevin banged his fist on the floor as Mitch pushed in further and then Trent made the mistake of laughing at Kevin. "I took it you sissy." He taunted. That drew Mitch's attention and he realized that Trent had moved and was by me now. "Don't you dare touch him." Mitch snarled. I wasn't sure which one of us he was talking to but I put my hands in the air to indicate I wasn't doing anything. Trent the little snot however put his hands on my legs and started to rub them up and down. Mitch growled at his son but Trent just got bolder and soon had his hand up to my throbbing cock and was petting it. "I'm warning you." Mitch threatened. But that only emboldened his son who was just like him I realized. Kevin and I were now just pawns in a battle between Mitch and Trent. I was getting the good end of it as Trent now stroked my cock and Kevin was getting Mitch's wrath as he pounded into his ass. Kevin was clawing at the floor but still didn't call out for Mitch to stop or me to help him. Soon Trent's mouth was on my cock and sliding down it. Mitch could have pulled out of Kevin and pulled Trent off of me but he didn't, he just growled at Trent to stop it and kept pounding my son, fuck I was loving this. Trent's head bobbed, Mitch fucked harder the more Trent disobeyed, Kevin was panting hard. Trent pulled off of me and grasped my hand and I let him pull me from the chair down onto the floor onto my back. We were out of Mitch's reach so he would have to pullout of Kevin to stop us. Trent climbed on top of me and moved his ass over my cock. "God help you if you don't stop that." Mitch barked." But that didn't stop Trent as he lined my cock up to his asshole and pushed himself down. "Stop it Trent." Mitch screamed. "He's just like you, the more you say no the more he's going to do it." I observed.Mitch shot daggers at me with his glare then returned his attention to his son as Trent lowered himself onto my throbbing cock. "I'm your dad and I'm telling you to stop." Mitch roared with as much power as he could. "And I'm your son. If I have to be yours then you have to be mine." Fuck this kids smart for his age I thought. "You fuck another boy then I get to fuck his dad." Trent stated and started to bounce himself up and down on my shaft. The rest of the fucking was in silence but with a hot defiant stare between Mitch and Trent. Trent rode my cock and Mitch power fucked Kevin till none of us could take it anymore. "I'm fucking cumming up your kid's ass." I announced as I exploded and I heard Mitch grunting hard as he was unloading into Kevin. Trent collapsed down on top of me as my cock softened and slow pulled itself out of him. Mitch pulled out of Kevin and sat down on his ass rubbing his face. Kevin laid down on the floor on his stomach catching his breath. We were all silent as we listened to the wind and the start of the rain of the cabin roof. The fire crackled and lite up the room when the power went out. It was actually rather beautiful I thought and didn't move to turn on a lantern or light a candle. The shadows that the fire cast played across the walls when Trent finally spoke. "You didn't eat your cum dad, clean your plate." I muffled my laughter and looked at Mitch who looked back at Trent. I could see he wanted to resist his action but somethings are just habits that we are slaves to. Mitch feasted on Kevin's ass till he satisfied his need. It still astonished me. We sat around the fire not really talking much. I found a battery powered radio and the forecast was for a very stormy night and lasting into tomorrow. I was able to light the gas stove and made hot chocolate for the boys as Mitch and I drank our bourbon. I was ready to call it a night when there was a loud banging on the cabin door. Tony and Scooter stood there drenched and looking miserable.