Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2023 20:54:45 +0000
From: Jack Metillicum <jackmetillicum@protonmail.com>
Subject: Policemen at the Backdoor - Chapter 5

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Policemen at the Backdoor


Chapter Five


incest


M/M/b



I got myself together, I threw on a pair of sweatpants, and headed
downstairs to see my father. About a third of the way down I slipped on a
wooden stair tread and regretted my haste at not drying off properly from
the shower. I walked into the kitchen and found dad sitting at the
breakfast table. He said nothing as I prepared the coffee machine and got
cups out, I flicked the radio on and turned the volume down low just so
there was background noise. I poured two cups of my favourite dark
roasted coffee, I'd heated milk up in the microwave and set everything
down on the table. I sat opposite him, `so dad, what brings you over so
early' I said. He exhaled heavily through his nose, but he still wasn't
making eye contact with me. I was dreading what he was going to say,
although to all appearances I was calm, my heart was pounding trying to
escape from my chest.


He coughed and cleared his throat, `I got a call from Jo, about seven
this morning. He didn't sound happy. `She said she had some exciting
news to share and could I come over about nine, just let yourself in she
said' he glanced at me then looked away again. `So at nine I grabbed
the key for the backdoor and came in, I called out but there was no
answer. I got nearly to the top of the stairs when I heard, well, I, ah,
erhhhh... ah fuck it. I heard what I thought was you and Jo fucking, I
thought you'd made the second worst mistake of your life and was getting
back with the cold bitch. I'm ashamed to stay I stood there for a moment
longer than I should have, and then when I heard Bob's voice. I thought
you were having a threesome, but Jo's dislike of him suddenly ruled that
out. From the moaning, the two of you were making it was clear that it
was you two fucking up there.' He still wasn't making eye contact with
me.'


He took another deep breath and carried on `I realised Jo had set me up,
I had two choices. First was to just go back home and say nothing, but I
knew Jo would tell you soon enough, after all, she'd set me up when
she'd called me. The second choice was to just wait till you'd ahhhh
well, finished and tell you I knew, well that I'd heard you.' He
glanced at me again, picked his coffee up and took a big slurp and
coughed, `fuck that's hot' he said coughing. I was pissed off, I
thought to myself the fucking bitch had totally set me up. I laughed out
loud causing my dad to look at me questioningly. I shook my head, and
held my hand up. Silently saying, hang on I'm thinking. I thought back
to last night, thinking of her apology. She never took rejection well and
she was obviously more bitter than even I realised. My brain was working
overtime at what my dad had told me, about being on the stairs. He heard
us but not realised we were fucking my son, that was a huge relief but a
piece was missing from the puzzle. Why was he so embarrassed, sure his
heterosexual son was fucking around with another guy but something
wasn't right.


Acting on a hunch I stood and went over to my junk drawer, rummaging
around, I found buttons, screws and a lighter. Digging into the back I
found what I was searching for, my special torch, a joke present from Bob
after Jo left me. I headed back into the sitting room, I flicked the
light off leaving it in semidarkness as the curtains were still closed. I
got to the stairs and flicked the switch on, and huffed out loud with
just a small hint of satisfaction. `Dad, could you come here?' I
called. I watched as my father came through the door, bending his head to
pass under the frame. `What's that?' He asked pointing. `This' I
said waving the torch in the air, `this is what Bob bought me after Jo
left. He said the bedroom was probably a wankfest so I should use it to
clean it properly' I replied. He looked baffled at the purple light,
`but why would he buy you a purple torch for that?' He said still
baffled. I sighed, `it's a black light dad.' I said exasperated.
`They use them at crime scenes, especially sexual ones as it shows
semen,' I saw his face blanch then and he swallowed hard.


I shone the light on the wooden treads going upward and there about four
from the top were long streaks and smears of white, all glowing brightly,
some were on the wall. There was more on the top step as well as tiny
droplets on the wall. `Do you want to tell me what else happened on the
stairs dad?' I asked. I flicked the blacklight off and went back into
the kitchen before he could answer and sat down and picked up my coffee
cup. My hand was shaking so badly I'm surprised I didn't spill
anything, but the coffee helped me steady and centre myself. He slumped
back into his chair, and my seven-foot father seemed somewhat smaller
than five minutes before. `What I told you was true' he said. `But, oh
fuck this is so embarrassing. Your mother and I, we don't have sex
anymore, not since the cancer surgery. What they did, well she finds it
painful and unenjoyable.' His cheeks were flushing red telling me this,
`so for nearly the past ten years I've had to sort myself out. `I have
a few favourite porn sites, and I'm discreet, I have to be. Although she
doesn't want sex she doesn't understand my needs and wants and she gets
pissed when she finds me wanking.' He sighed then, a huge exhaling of
air that made the paper napkins flutter on the table.


He looked at me intently, `I've not told anyone this, about us, and you
don't mention it to her okay?' He was firm when he said that, I nodded
my agreement as he continued. `When I heard you fucking I thought it was
Jo. I'm a guy, I got hard. It sounded so hot and I was suddenly jealous
thinking of you fucking pussy. I had my hands in my sweats and started to
wank, and then before I knew it I had my cock out. By the time I was
beating my cock off and I realised it was Bob up there with you I didn't
care I was too far along. Then I had probably the most powerful orgasm
I've had for a decade, I'm amazed you didn't hear me. I suddenly felt
guilty and to be honest a bit ashamed. For fucks sake I had just had a
wank thinking about my son fucking, and fucking a man at that. So I then
felt a bit disgusted, and ashamed of myself too. I saw the towel on the
floor, and I quickly cleaned up, well I thought I cleaned up and came in
here to wait for you. `I'm sorry I invaded your privacy Danny, and
Bob's too, there's no acceptable excuse for that.' He said it, and he
did look suitably contrite.


I sighed, `Jeasus Christ dad, of course of I understand, I'm not happy
but it was a set up and not your fault. I lobe you, you old bastard' I
laughed, `of course I accept your apology but you'll need to apologise
to Bob yourself. You know after all these years of living behind me, the
convenience of you having the gate into our gardens has never been an
issue. Neither has your having the key to the back door. This whole
situation is all down to Jo and her vindictiveness, we have a good
co-parenting arrangement but she clearly still has major issues over the
divorce.


With regards to Bob and me, I just...' he cut me off then. `You don't
have to explain son or be ashamed' he said. `I know that dad, but I
want to tell you. This is new for us both, we haven't a clue where this
is going but we're just going to enjoy the ride. Oh and also, I am not
at all ashamed.' I smiled at him and stood up,  he did too. He hugged me
close and patted me firmly on the back. `I'll go get Bob for you.' He
looked uncomfortable then, `Dad he's up there mortified and just as
embarrassed, probably more so than you. This needs sorting, and bearing
in mind you just wanked off to him and me fucking, sort it out, nothing
bad can cum from that' I laughed at the cum remark, dad looked
embarrassed `that's not funny' Danny' he said. I chuckled `yes it
was' and smiled at him. `Dad, look, you'll both be a bit uncomfortable
about it at first, but afterwards, you'll both be able to look each
other in the eye. Also, I think he might be around here a bit more and
you're going to see each other. The last thing we need is my mother
noticing and asking questions, or do you want to tell her you had a wank
over her son and his best mate fucking?' He looked horrified, then
laughed, `when you put it like that, no, no I don't want to explain.
That is a conversation I do not want to have ever!' He smiled, `go get
Bob' he said.


I headed upstairs, the door to my bedroom wasn't fully closed but just
slightly ajar. I opened it and walked in to find Bob laying beside
Charlie on the bed. My big bearded mate was laying beside my son, their
mouths locked together, the kiss was deep and full of heat. Bob was
oblivious to me so passionately was he kissing my son. He had three
well-lubed fingers in my boy's cunt and they glistened, the squelching as
he finger fucked the boy sounded obscene but it was so hot. Although
slightly contorted by the way he was laying he was wanking Charlie, his
boy's nail was ridged. Charlie was softly moaning, I was loath to disturb
them but Dad would wonder what was going on if I waited too long. `Bob'
I said softly, but he didn't respond. `Bob, this time a little louder
he broke his kiss, a line of spittle hanging on his beard to Charlie's
mouth. He grinned at me, and I smiled back at him.


`Dad wants a chat with you' I said. His face fell with disappointment,
`I don't really want to talk about this, how can I explain or justify
what we were doing with Charlie?' He stated. `No, no, no, you've
misunderstood, he hasn't a clue about what we were doing with Charlie
here. He heard us fucking that's all, and he wants to apologise.' I
told him. `He doesn't have to' he said. `Yes he does, you two are
going to be seeing a lot of each other here, and I don't want any
awkwardness. Especially in front of my mother, she'll pick up on the
atmosphere and she'll dig till she finds out everything. So let's get
this sorted okay?' He nodded, `okay' he said reluctantly as he stood.
He smiled at my son on the bed, then leant over and ruffled the boy's
hair, who was flat on his back, his legs spread wide and his abused pussy
on display. He walked past me and kissed me quickly on the lips as he
headed out the door closing it firmly behind him. I don't think he even
realised the quick display of affection.


I got on the bed next to Charlie, I leaned closer and kissed him as Bob
had been. He responded and I felt his small tongue glide into my mouth.
Considering he'd just learned how to kiss he was hot as hell, and my
fingers slid over the smooth skin of his chest. My thumbs caressed his
nipples, making him softly moan into my mouth. My hand continued to
travel over his little pot belly tummy and I found his spike hard and
pulsing with his heartbeat. I gently tugged him making him giggle, I
broke our kiss `does that feel good champ?' I asked him. He didn't say
anything just grinned, I watched as he stretched, his toes curling from
the sensations emanating from his cocklet. I angled myself like Bob had,
most of my weight on my left shoulder, my arm at an oblique angle so I
could wank the boy. My right hand slid between his legs and to the lube
tube Bob had left there on the mattress. I flicked the cap and squeezed
some into my fingers. Doing it one-handedly caused some to drip onto the
sheet but I didn't care. I worked my fingers into his pussy. They slid
in effortlessly, like a hot knife through butter. His well-stretched cunt
swallowing all three of them up to my hand, I poked around in his hole
and found his peanut sized prostate gland.


I'd begun kissing him again and was able to swallow the sounds of his
pleasure as his body responded to the stimulation. My cock was throbbing
in my sweats, I took my hand out of his cunt and hooked the elasticated
waist under my balls. I stroked my shaft, then got more lube on it. I
angled my hips lifted his leg high and pressed the fleshy purple knob
against his cunt hole and pushed it in. He moaned in pleasure, not pain
as the purple head popped inside his tight sphincter. Bob had really
loosened him up, I slid more inside my boy. I began gently rocking my
hips back and forth. It took less than a minute for me to bottom out in
him. The heat was blistering, the lining of his shit chute was like a
fucking silk-lined tube filled with fire. I began again to gently rock
back and forth and then started wanking the child. My lubed fingers slid
up and down his shaft and I focused on stimulating the tiny purple knob
head. He was so sensitive to my touch that he squirmed and every time he
did his cunt gripped me tighter. Although this was gentle, my fucking
rhythm was constant and I felt myself getting close, it was more than
obvious the way Charlie's hips were starting to rise and fall so was he.
I slowed down my fucking speed to try and coincide my cumming with his
boygasam. His hips began moving faster, and I quickly picked up my speed,
my cock squelching in and out of his cunt. The wet slurping sound was
loud as it plunged in deeply all the way to my balls. He cried out into
my mouth as the pleasure overtook him. I looked down the line of his
body, his dicklet stood proud spasming from his dry orgasm it was
pulsating up and down. My own orgasm was upon me, the clenching of his
cunt so tight he finished me. My balls fired the first blast deep inside,
followed by another six or so, painting his intestines in my hot pedo
cum. I kissed him deeply so he now swallowed my own groans of intense
pleasure.


When I was calm enough my lips left his, they were a deep ruby red from
the pressure of the kissing. Like with Bob when we separated there was a
thick long thick line of drool hanging between us. I ran my tongue over
my lips and it broke, the end swinging back and running over his neck. I
pulled my still semi-hard cock from his cunt, unlike last night this one
wasn't clean. A little poop was there. It was clear I'd gone really
deep into him, I reached over grabbed a t-shirt off the floor and cleaned
my cock off and wiped my sons cum filled pussy. I wasn't bothered, anal
sex has its risks and a bit of crap was one of them. I reminded myself
next time I'll make sure we get him nice and clean inside as well as
out. I grinned then, thinking.... Next time...


I stood up and was tucking my cock away as Bob came back in, `what the
fuck man!' He said. I looked at him frowning, I could hear the fucking
bed springs downstairs. So could you dad!' my eyes opened wide in
surprise, `I didn't pound him, just....' Bob cut me off, `oh no Danny,
I can assure you, you were indeed pounding his cunt.' I looked at him
worried, he grinned then `don't worry, I told him Charlie had
discovered bouncing and was pretending the bed was a trampoline.' Your
dad laughed at that and said he better get back to your mother. I spoke
then, `thank fuck for that, quick thinking Bob,' I walked closer and we
kissed. Bob laughed `you know Danny this still feels strange, being this
close to you too. The ah..., this, this... intimacy I still don't know
what to make of it.' He seemed a bit shy suddenly,


I felt the same Bob `you're not alone there. I'm a bit confused with
it as well.' I said and smiled as I sat on the end of the bed. `You're
confused too?' He asked. I nodded and spoke softly `Fuck yeah, of
course, I am. I'm excited every time you walk in the room and I don't
know why, I'm happy, I'm sad and fucking scared shitless. But as well
as all that I'm also thinking what's happening to me, to you? Where is
this going, but then.... Well then I say to myself it's not even been
twenty-four hours since we, well, got closer. Sure we've been fucking
Ben but, this is different. So I said to myself relax just chill out.'
He nodded to agree with what I was saying. So I continued `how about we
just go on as we are, normally, as friends but with... benefits... If
anything more happens, if we kinda get closer, then let's just let it
happen, and if it doesn't then we've had some fun.' He must have been
panicking inside too because he relaxed not just in his posture but
something in his eyes seemed to calm too.


`He sat next to me and hugged me with just an arm around my shoulders,
`that works for me.' He said. `Now sadly I have to go, I've got my
kids today and if I'm late Lisa won't let me forget it.' I hesitated,
he sensed my apprehension. He looked at me, his eyes slit somewhat,
`what?' He said. I took a breath, `I think you should be prepared for
Lisa to say something.' I said. `What? Why would Lisa say anything?'
He asked. `Bob, think what just happened with my dad. Jo called him and
set him up. Why wouldn't she'd screw you over too? Fuck if you think
she hated you before... no she must hate your fucking guts ' I said. `Oh
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!' He said. `Just be prepared' I said. I
patted his back, he leaned in close and kissed me. I smiled. `You coming
back here tonight?' I asked he shook his head, `no, I can't tonight
the kids are staying over. Maybe tomorrow?' The inflexion at the end of
the question made me smile. `That'd be good. Go on, go see your kids.'
He stood waved at Charlie and left. I sighed. `Now you young man must be
hungry, want some breakfast champ?' I asked my son. He grinned at me, I
leaned over grabbed his ankle and pulled him to me. I grabbed the other
ankle and hung him upside down and made  silly monster noises as we
headed downstairs. He was still naked and swinging between my legs
giggling and laughing.


I made a simple breakfast of pancakes for him and a bowl of cereal for
me. After that we just chilled out, he had the tv on watching assorted
cartoons which came and went. I relaxed and just got the enjoyment of
watching my son playing with his toys and watching telly especially as he
was naked. A little after eleven my phone buzzed, I glanced at the screen
and smiled, I replied and after about five minutes of messaging. I stood
up and quietly crept over to Charlie and swept him up, I blew a raspberry
on his belly and made him scream with laughter. `Right sport, let's get
you bathed and dressed because we're going out!' He carried on giggling
as I continued blowing on his belly as we walked up the stairs to the
bathroom. I got Charlie in the bath and took the shower spray down off
the wall and removed the spray head. I had the flow on gently nothing too
powerful, I fiddled around with the temperature but got it just right. It
was warm but not too hot but still, Charlie jumped as the flow of water
splashed over his ass.


The hose nozzle slid into his still cum slicked hole and it gently filled
his cunt up with warm water. I counted to four then took the hose out
`try and hold it in champ' I said. He was squeezing his legs together,
`daddy...' I led him to the toilet and lifted him onto the seat, he
gripped my arm as a huge wracking fart exploded. Water flooded out, he
looked surprised! I laughed'WOW champ!' He giggled, I wiped him clean
and flushed and took him back to the bath to repeat his cleaning out. We
did it another three times till the water ran clean before I bathed him
and flushed him through one time afterwards. I got him dressed and then
jumped in the shower myself, I too took a good cleaning out just in case.
I dressed simply in tight blue Levi 501 jeans with no underwear, my cock
hung thickly down the leg visible in the light blue faded denim. I had a
white t-shirt with a red checkered shirt open over that, white socks and
blue nikes with yellow swooshes were on my feet. Charlie, I dressed him
in a striped blue and white sailor style t-shirt, blue shorts and white
canvas shoes. I picked up my phone, wallet and keys and we headed out the
door, strapped Charlie in his car seat and reversed out of the driveway.
The roads were busier but just under twenty minutes later we pulled up
outside number twenty-two Templar Crescent.


Rogers was at the door, as I pulled into his driveway, I got out and his
eyes nearly popped out his head when I went around to the back and opened
the door to get Charlie out. He grinned as he saw the boy in my arms
struggle to get down and walk in on his own. We got to the door and I
leaned in and kissed Rogers on the lips. To say he looked flabbergasted
is an understatement of the year! Rogers smiled at me with real warmth in
his eyes then knelt, `and who's this handsome young man' he said to my
son. Charlie laughed and hid behind my thigh suddenly shy. We entered
came and Rogers closed the door, `good to see you Danny' he said. I
smiled, `you too Rogers' I replied. `My name is Andrew or Andy, Rogers
seems so informal and considering your fucking my son maybe we should be
a little less formal' he grinned.


I held my hand out and we shook and laughed, `what was with the kiss
when you arrived?' I looked at him confused then suddenly realised I did
kiss him. I felt my cheeks burn, and I looked down at the ground to try
and hide my embarrassment. `Oh no, no, you don't, fuck you look so hot
when your blush, so very, very hot.' He said chuckling and came in close
and tipped my head up, we locked eyes and he leaned in close to kiss me.
My eyes closed at the tenderness of it, I had no idea kissing between two
men could be so gentle, sensual and so very sexual. It was the same with
kissing Bob, all my previous conceptions and ignorance about gay men and
sex were crumbling like sand castles.


He let his hands slide under my shirt up to my shoulders then slipped the
over-shirt down my arms, so it fell on the floor. He pulled at the fabric
of my t-shirt, the cotton bunched as he tugged before it eventually slid
out of my jeans. This too came over my head and landed on the floor next
to the shirt. He smoothed his palms over my chest, as I kicked my Nikes
off. Rogers, I mean Andrew slid his hands down my stomach and unclasped
my belt and then slid it out the loops, it thwacked as it passed through
each one. This too went on the floor, he slid his hand into the waistband
of my jeans and pulled me closer to him. The firm tug ensured the top
button popped open. He grinned his white teeth shining in the depths of
his beard. He gripped the now small flap of fabric and yanked so each of
the small buttons on the fly plinked open. He'd gotten about a third of
the way down when I heard the shudder of his breath. He did a very sexy
one-sided grin liking what he saw. My bushy pubic hair was spilling into
the v of the fly, he tugged and another popped open then another then the
final one. He slid his hand inside and down my thigh caressing and
gripping my hardening shaft. He was watching me intently, I think waiting
for me to say enough. He'd tried this a few times when I'd come over
but I'd always stopped him and he'd always respected my boundaries.


He stepped even closer his other hand around my waist heading to my hairy
firm ass cheeks, he slid the tight fabric over the firm mounds then
almost reluctantly he let my cock go. He gripped the denim and pulled it
downwards over my hips and muscular thighs. As he got lower, my cock was
freed, he was kneeling in front of me, he leaned in and licked the fat
bulbous head. `I've wanted to do that since the first time I saw it
come through that glory hole' he grinned at me. `Yeah, Well don't stop
there' I said. I placed my hand at the back of his head and pulled him
closer to my cock head. He opened his mouth and the purple knob slid in.
His beard eventually blended into my bush, I watched as he slid down and
down until all ten inches were in his throat. I felt those muscles
working my shaft, squeezing and milking my precum out. He let it slowly
slide out like a sword swallower regurgitating a shiny blade, only it was
the skin on my shaft that glistened in the sunlight shining through the
glass of the front door.


I raised each leg in turn and stepped out of my jeans, Charlie had stood
watching Andrew and I make out. I held my hand out to him and he came
over to me. `Let's get you out of these shall we?' I said. He raised
his arms and I slipped his shirt over his head, then stripped him of his
underwear, shorts, socks and shoes. I then went over to Andrew, `your
turn' I said. His t-shirt was off in a flash and his shorts were down
around his ankles in mere seconds. His cock was hard, a thick steel band
around the base, each vein standing proud. I gently gripped the meat, I
think I had misjudged his size. Here with my hand wrapped around it, I
realised he must be a good nine inches or so not the eight I'd thought
he was. I held it firm and pointed the shaft downwards, with my other
hand I guided Charlie by the back of his head to the fleshy knob. `Open
wide champ' I whispered. My son obediently obliged.


The dark purple tip slid into my son's mouth, he placed his hands on
Andrew's thighs and pulled himself forwards. Where the fuck had he
learnt that? I wondered. The fleshy knob slid in getting wider, then it
plopped in and his lips slid over the widest point sliding behind the
glans sealing the man's meat inside his tiny mouth. Andrew moaned, I
walked around looking at them stopping behind Andrew. My cock was hard
and throbbing, I felt excited and so very, very horny as I got to my
knees. I softly kissed his hairy ass cheek then licked along the split, I
placed my hands on the mounds and jiggled them. Firm and meaty but with a
little give, I pulled them wide and let my tongue slide in to find his
sphincter. His ass crack like the rest of him was hairy, and his scent
was musky and manly. I huffed it in and let my mouth seal over his hole,
I probed gently and began to lick and eat him out.


As I began eating his hole I had one of those lightbulb moments, I
suddenly realised I enjoyed eating ass. I hadn't thought about it till
then, but it felt as natural to me as when I ate pussy. Andrew moaned
loudly, `oh yes boy, suck my big cock, you want more huh. You want me to
slide it down your throat, huh?' I stopped and peered around Andrew's
hip. I looked up at the big man, `Can I face fuck your boy?' He asked.
I grinned, `yeah, but he's new to all this, so not too rough ok?' He
smiled at me, `Danny, trust me, I know how far to go.' He said. He
looked at my boy with his face welded onto his fat cock. `As for you
little boy slut, uncle Andrew is going to use you and abuse your tight
little suck hole. After that, I am going to fuck your cunt till you
scream my name.' My breath was hard, fuck he was hot, he placed his
hands behind my son's head. And pulled the boy forward, `oh fuck his
teeth, oh yes' I watched transfixed as an inch slid in, then another.
Charlie's eyes were huge, Andrew met some resistance then and pushed the
boy's head harder and then thrust upwards. About another three inches
Charlie couldn't fit anymore inside. Seeing his face stuffed with man
cock was so intoxicating my breath juddered out as I exhaled.


Charlie was struggling and looked a little afraid and I was pleased when
Andrew slid out, he pulled hard and his cock came out covered in a thick
throat slime. Charlie was crying, his bottom lip pouted. `Hey, buddy,
don't worry. uncle Andrew won't hurt you. Daddy won't let him ok.' He
said nothing and came and cuddled into me. `How about we go upstairs,
Andrew has a son too. Shall we all go play?' I asked him. He said
nothing but nodded again. Andrew grinned at me, and we headed up to the
second floor. `I've turned the spare room into a play room' he said
`it's the second door on the left.' I went in and stopped still. On a
frame in the middle of the room was Ben. Well, I at least thought it was
Ben. A soft whirring was emanating in the room, some sort of electric
motor, but my attention was solely on the boy on the frame. He had a
leather hood on which covered the whole of his head, there were cutouts
for his eyes and his mouth. But he couldn't say anything because he had
a bright red ball gag in it. He stood in a star position, small leather
straps crisscrossing his chest. His wrists had leather manacles as did
his ankles. His small arms had leather bands on the biceps, and his small
cocklet was hard and had a leather boot lace around it. Ensuring it
stayed that way, I sighed as I walked into the room watching his eyes
follow me.


Behind him the noise of the whirring was shown to be one of those fucking
machines, I looked at the dildo buried in his cunt. My cock drooled
precum as I saw the size of the asshole destroyer pumping in and out of
his boy hole. In and out it slid, squelching and fucking him over and
over, I must have been in Andrews's house for nye on fifteen or twenty
minutes or so and Andrew was being hammered by this machine. This boy was
made for fucking, I led Charlie over to Ben, he watched as I got to my
knees and suckled the tiny boy spike. Ben made muffled noises behind his
gag, his chest was soaked from drool that had escaped. I licked and
suckled and pulled the boy's little titties. He moaned and I pinched
them, hard `you like that slut,' I said. I slapped his cocklet with my
fingers, and then I got Charlie in close. `Suck him son' Charlie
didn't need telling twice. He moved in close and Bens's stiff nail slid
into his mouth. Charlie still had to kneel to suckle Ben, he squirmed as
the hot mouth swallowed his cocklet and wriggled in his restraints.


Andrew came in and looked at me, `you like?' He asked, I grinned at
him. `Fuck yeah, the leather is so hot. He's like a Christmas present
all trussed up waiting to unwrap' I sighed as I spoke. Andrew came
further into the room and he went behind Ben and disengaged the fucking
machine, `come see this' he said. I went around back and knelt as
Andrew slid the big dildo from Bens's stretched cunt. A huge glob of lube
splatted to the floor as Andrew spread the boy's cheeks for me to see his
hole which was still gaping open.


Andrew stood up, he held his hand out for me to hold so I too could stand
easily. `Just before we carry on Danny, you've made it clear about your
boundaries on previous visits here. This morning you seem, well a lot
more willing to explore yourself. I don't want to overstep the mark and
piss you off. I also don't want to stop and discuss what I can do when
we start on the boys in a minute and ruin the flow. So would you tell me
just what I can do with you? What can I touch and what I...' I cut him
off, `Andrew, Andy' I smiled at him then squatted down and gripped his
cock with my right hand at the base, then let my tongue swipe over the
fleshy bulbous head. I licked his cock before closing my lips over the
glans before working more into the back of my throat. I made sure not to
make the same mistake I had with Bob and avoided gagging. I slid up and
down getting his shaft coated in my saliva. My other fingers formed a
wide loop as I gripped his low hangers and pulled them gently downwards
so both balls were in the palm of my hand. Before releasing them and
standing once again.


I wanked his cocked slowly then resting my hands on his hips I twisted
him so he turned around and began to eat his man cunt again. I pulled his
cheeks wide, `bend over I commanded him' Andy immediately complied
spreading his legs apart and resting his palms on the floor. His hole was
easily accessible the dark pink flesh begging for my tongue and mouth. I
used the tip to circle around the outer muscle, working my way into the
centre just as I got there Andy pushed backwards. The puckered ring
gently expanded out, and my lips closed over the hole and sucked as I
tongue fucked his soft pink sphincter. Andy moaned, `oh fuck Danny, mmm
eat my ass. Eat that hole.' His moans of pleasure increased my hunger
and I really went for it, chewing licking and sucking. His ass juice was
coating my hairy bearded chin dripping onto my chest and settling in the
hair there, i ate him for about five minutes or so before I stopped and
stood.


Andy stood too and turned around, there was a look of surprise and
excitement at what might happen on his face. I smiled at him, licked my
lips then wiped my chin with the back of my hand and licked his ass
juices off that too. `oh fuck Danny, you're a filthy pig, why didn't
you tell me before?' He asked me grinning. I smiled back, let's just
say I've reset my boundaries, I don't know what my limits are. All I
will say is, right now, I'll try nearly anything once. I can't
truthfully say I don't like it till I do it or have it done. So if I say
stop...' Andy looked like a kid on Christmas morning with my little
statement. `You don't have to worry if you say stop or enough, I'll
stop.' He leaned in and kissed me. `Now my son has an empty boi pussy
that needs filling with that beautiful fuckstick.'


I moved in behind Ben, but Andy held me off before I knelt to fuck the
kid. He picked up a small two-button coloured switch box attached to the
frame and pressed the red button. The frame began to rise, he was looking
at my crotch height and when Ben's ass was level he stopped. `No point
in breaking your back bending or kneeling' he grinned. Beside the frame
was a big five-litre pump bottle of lube, I got my cock lubed up and got
in close to Ben. I slid into him so easily, his cunt was nice and loose
and I glided in deep to my balls on the first thrust. Nothing in the
world has ever felt like this, the softness and smoothness of boy cunt
was unexplainable. Ben groaned from my entrance. Andy had walked over to
the wall and pulled down a folding table, then walked over to my son, who
was still sucking Ben's hard spike which was now at the perfect height
for him. He swooped in and the boy was in his arms and he was blowing
raspberries on his belly. Charlie was alarmed at first but quickly
giggled, and he went completely limp when Andy raised him higher and
slipped his three-inch cocklet into his mouth and began sucking him.


He walked him over to the table and laid him on it backwards with his
head hanging over the edge, he kept sucking my son as he lay there. Then
he stopped and stood, `open your mouth nice and wide little man' he
asked him. Charlie opened and Andy shuffled in closer and fed the boy his
cock head, I watched his ass flex and relax as he began to work his cock
into my son's face. Andy's hands gripped the table edge for support as
he started to pump, `mmmm that's such a good boy, nice and wide. Get it
nice and wet. Oh yeeeees mmmmm' he leaned forwards and gripped Charlie's
legs, pulling them towards him. As he did he spread them wide to see the
boy's cunt hole, then he turned and looked at me his eyebrows raising in
surprise and gave me a shit-eating grin `Oh fuck, your daddy has been a
busy man.' He placed his big hands on the small soft cheeks of my boy's
ass, pulling it wide. His hands were so large or the boy's cheeks so
small they overlapped onto his thighs. He licked his lips and moaned
before diving in, he fed on my boy's pussy. He was a noisy eater. I could
hear his slurping and licking while my cock squelched in and out of Ben's
asshole.


The room was full of the symphony of the sounds of man-boy sex, and it
was the sweetest music I'd ever heard. Andy came up for air, his beard
covered in droplets of Charlie's ass juices catching the light. His
beard seemed studded with dozens of small diamonds, each a precious
droplet of the juices secreted from my son's tiny pussy. `Oh fuck,
that's a tasty cunt' he said. He signed as he let Charlie's legs rest
back on the table, and pulled his cock from my son's suck hole. He walked
to a shelf and grabbed a smaller pump bottle, of lube I assumed. `Do you
mind if I..' he left the sentence hanging. `Fuck him? Hell no,' I
said. He grinned, and he pumped lube into his hand getting his cock nice
and slippery. He spun my boy around on his back and pulled him by the
ankles back towards him. He lifted the kid's legs high transferring both
ankles to one hand, pushing them over Charlie's head showing his cunt
hole pink and glistening.


Andy got closer and then pushed forwards with his hips, Charlie's breath
was sharp and he let out a little moan of pain as the fat cock head
slipped inside his only thrice fucked asshole. As when Andy fucked his
suck hole, I watched his asscheeks clench, the muscly mounds tight as he
pushed forwards. I saw his asscheeks relax as he must have eased back,
then they tightened again and Charlie cried out. `Oh yeah boy take it
all' Andy said. I moaned at the small cry of pain my son made as he was
filled up with another man's fat cock. My hips were pistoning backwards
and forwards, the frame rattling from the power fucking I was giving
Ben's small but well-stretched boy cunt. I had my hands around his small
hips my hands were big and with the small circumference of his waist,
they nearly touched. Charlie was crying now as Andy pumped him full of
his fat engorged cock, his hips pumping fast sending his cock deep into
his hole. The man fucked like a machine and after four or five minutes
Charlie quietened down and began to moan.


Andy released the boy's legs and I saw his fingers move to Charlie's
nipples, he softly pulled and gently twisted the small teats. Charlie
went quiet, fuck this was so hot watching an experienced boy fucker with
my son, pleasuring him. Andy reached over and lubed up his hand then
began to wank my son. His hand slid up and down his shaft, his other
worked his nipple while he reamed his cunt with fat daddy dick. Charlie
made small whimpers of pleasure which were getting louder, `that's it
boy, cum for uncle Andy. Let me feel your cunt squeeze my fat boy fucker
so deep in your pussy. Cum for me Charlie, cum for me.'


Charlie's hip started to rise and then he sort of convulsed. `Oh fuck
yeah boy, squeeze my cock. Oh yes, YES!' Andy's hands were on
Charlie's hips, he was pounding the kid. Pulling him back as he thrust
in deeply and hard, the slurping of my son's pussy was loud and sounded
so wet. `Yeah, take it, take it all!' He moaned as he sunk in deep and
unloaded deep into his bowels. His big low hangers had drawn in tight to
his body as he fired a thick blast of pedo seed again and again into
Charlie's abused hole. I looked at the boy fucking father, he had a
sheen of sweat all over him, the hairs on his back were stuck to him as
if he'd just showered, and a few beads were dripping down his spine
where there was no hair. His broad back expanded as he breathed heavily
the room full of the sound of him sucking air deep into his lungs. He
picked my boy up and kissed him deeply before settling him down. Charlie
stood there smiling swaying on his legs from the heavy fucking he'd just
received.


 I wasn't ready to cum yet, while Andy was fucking the shit of my son I
had a really perverse thought. `Andy, how far can I go with your boy
here?' I asked him. The big bear looked at me and grinned, `No limits,
as long as there's no permanent damage or blood and he enjoys what you
do. That's my agreement with him, that no matter what happens he'll feel
good.' He was clear and concise, and I nodded my agreement. I pulled my
cock from the gaping boy's cunt, I lubed up my fingers. Three slid in
easily so I added a fourth, again it was loose. I took them all out but
instead of being conical in shape when I slid them in again, I kept my
fingers flat, blade-like. Ben moaned deeply then, his hole had to stretch
a bit more to accommodate the wider breadth of my hand. I sawed in and
out, changing angles and stretching him wider, I lubed up my other hand
and taking all my fingers out I added two from each hand. As they slid in
I pulled his pussy wide, the muscle inside was deep and ruby red. In and
out pulling wider and wider. I felt the air move at my side as Andy came
and stood watching. His cock was still hard, the end covered in the last
dregs of his cum and Charlie's ass juices. I continued working on Ben's
hole, I added another finger from each hand. The kid had six fingers in
his cunt now.


Andy stood watching, `oh yeah, I like where you're going with this...'
he said. Deeper and deeper, wider and wider I stretched him. `Here try
this' Andy said handing me a really wide floppy dildo already lubed up.
I placed the head at Ben's small pussy and watched as the head slid in,
the cunt lips stretched wider and wider. `Ohhhhhhh, nnnnnnngghhhhh' Ben
moaned. Andy reached over to the shelf and grabbed a bottle of poppers,
he unscrewed the lid and let Ben huff deeply. The boy's hole relaxed
somewhat and I slid more of the fat pink length into his guts. Deeper and
deeper it went. `Oh fuck, Danny you got to see this' Andy said. I
looked to where his hand was pointing. There was an obscene bulge in the
kid's abdomen from the long fat dildo. I pushed deeper and it distended
more. As I pulled it back it retracted, in and out I worked it. I did it
slowly then faster and we watched mouths open seeing his guts bulge out
full of silicone cock.


I'd been working on Ben's ass for nearly twenty minutes or more when I
went back to four fingers from each hand. I lubed my whole hand up really
well now and made them into a cone shape. Andy released the ball gag on
Ben, the boy moaned, `you okay son? He asked. `Not too much' Ben
moaned, ` no daddy, mmmm so full' Ben said. `You know the safe word,
remember to say it if it gets too much' he reminded his son. He looked
at me, `Rainbow is his safe word. If he says it, everything stops' he
said. I nodded. I didn't wait I rammed all four fingers and a thumb into
his cunt. He cried out, in and out. Andy picked up the lube and coated my
fingers as they worked back and forth, in and out. He stood there next to
me his cock pulsing as I worked deeper into the boy hole. There was no
way I could get my whole hand in there but this was so hot. My cock was
pissing precum and there was a small pool under me.


Charlie had come and stood next to me, with my free hand I directed the
boy's head down to the floor. `Lick up all daddy's special juice son'
I asked him. He did without complaint, `that's just nasty, and hot'
Andy said. Then without prompting the boy started on my cock head, his
small mouth covering the tip of my glans. Sucking drawing out the sweet
nectar of my precum, I was so horned up. Andy had gotten in close to me,
he placed the poppers under my nose and I huffed deeply in each nostril.
My head exploded and the fire of desire ignited like spilt petroleum.
Andy's fat cock head was next to my face, I turned my head and swallowed
him deeply, my gag reflex was forgotten as I took him deep. My fingers
stretching and digging in Ben's cunt, Andy moaned, his hand resting at
the back of my head on the occipital bone. He began to skull fuck me, I
got white speckles in front of my eyes from the lack of oxygen. Then
BANG! It was like my body exploded into a million pieces and then
reassembled itself, as my orgasm came from nowhere.


My cockhead swelled in Charlie's mouth and blasted the first shot of my
thick creamy daddy load into his throat. My hand had sunk up to the
knuckles in Ben's cunt and he screamed out `Rainbow' but I was too
lost in pleasure to comprehend. Andy pumped my face and then he moaned
and pulled out so his glans rested on my tongue. I felt his cum coat it,
the salty taste filling my mouth. I swallowed but there was so much it
dribbled out the side of my lips. He pulsed another good three or four
times, but not as much as that initial first shot. I swallowed as much as
I could, I thought I'd be repulsed but it wasn't too bad. My legs were
cramping and I suddenly felt exhausted, drained of not just my balls but
all energy. Andy gripped under my arm and helped me to my feet. I swayed
and gripped Ben's frame to steady myself, `head rush?' Andy asked, I
nodded. `Just watch, I'll sort Ben out after what we did he deserves a
mother-fucking-orgasam to blow him to Mars and back.'


I stood watching as Andy got on his knees behind his son. `Charlie come
here,' he said. Andy got the lube and held Charlie's upturned hand
under the pump nozzle. He pressed it multiple times filling it and
coating the small hand. He then proceeded to smear it everywhere. He
worked it around his wrist all the way up to his elbow, `does it tickle
Charlie?' He asked. Charlie just nodded, `now Charlie watch what I do'
Andy made a fist and my son did so too. As he squeezed his hand though
excess lube splooged out between his fingers and dripped on the floor.
`Now keep your fist closed' Andy said. Using one hand he spread Ben's
ass cheeks revealing his gaping cunt. Directing him by his elbow he
guided the boy's fist inside Ben's boy pussy. Ben moaned, `ohhhhh,
mmmmm' Andy was so intent on what he was doing he forgot to swallow and
drooled. I watched open-mouthed as my son s fist disappeared in Bens hot
inviting cunt and like with Andy a thin line of spittle slipped from my
mouth, which I quickly sucked back in and swallowed.


Ben's gaping cunt allowed the small child's fist inside easily `It
tickles' Charlie said. `But does it feel nice?' Asked Andy. Charlie
just nodded. He pushed in deeper, till his whole forearm was sunk into
Ben. `Now gently pull it out leaving just your fist inside' Andy told
him. I looked on in awe as Andy guided my son, Charlie obeyed, and Andy
re-lubed the kid's forearm thoroughly. `Now Charlie gently push in again
all the way' he told him. Charlie did as was asked, `you're such a
good boy, now keep doing that in and out. You can wiggle around too if
you want, just remember to be gentle and do it slowly. Charlie's face
lit up with pride as he was told he was such a good boy. My cock had
thickened again, how could it not while watching two small children have
amazing sex.


Andy looked at my hardening cock, and winked at me. Then as Charlie
fisted Ben, Andy knelt in front of him and began sucking the hard boy
cock. Ben was whimpering and moaning. `Oh daddy, oh daddy, that feels so
nice. Please daddy, pleaseee' I'd never heard Ben be so vocal in his
desire, I began wanking, nothing gentle I was pounding my cock, sliding
the silky skin back and forth, my foreskin repeatedly playing hide and
seek with my glans. Harder and faster, I picked up the poppers and took
several large hits. My head exploded, and I moaned as I wanked furiously,
harder and faster. All the while Ben moaned and pleaded `Oh daddy, daddy
please, please make me cum. Mmmmmmm, oh daddy, daddy, oh, oh, yes, yes....
Oh, oh..... ohhhhhhhh dadddddyyyyyy.' Ben's cock swelled in his father's
mouth. His body shook in the frame vibrating from the intensity of his
earth-shattering boy cum. I took another hit of the poppers and my hot
pedo cum blasted out coating Ben's ass and thighs.


Charlie was oblivious to Ben's dry cum and kept fisting him. `Charlie,
CHARLIE! You can take your hand out of Ben's cunt now son,' Andy said.
Charlie slid his hand out, he looked at his fingers splaying them and
closing them. The lube was making a translucent webbing between them.
Andy chuckled then he began unfastening the manacles. Ben was exhausted
and collapsed into his arms, whereupon Andy scooped his boy up and kissed
him tenderly. The kiss was soft, that of the lovers they were. `Let's
get you cleaned up and into bed for a nap shall we?' He asked
rhetorically. I sat there panting, my eyes slightly squinting, Andy
looked at me `headache?' Andy asked. I said nothing but did a slight
head nod. ` you were greedy with the poppers, it happens. Look, go lay
down on my bed, I'll sort the boys out. I headed to Andy's bedroom and
collapsed onto his bed, my head feeling like it had an axe buried in it.
I closed my eyes and that's the last thing I remembered.


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