Date: Sat, 30 Mar 2019 14:53:56 -0400 From: Neil De Bruin Subject: Random Tails / Best-Worst 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. We all live two great lives. One in reality and one in our minds. Best/Worst by Tagen tagenhard@aol.com tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com I'm trying to get away from AOL and have started a gmail account It was the best of times it was the worst of times some old dead guy wrote once. For me it was the best of times because I was making love to my young son. It was the worst of times because now I'm sitting in the back seat of a squad car. Oh don't get the wrong idea. I wasn't sitting here in the squad car because I was fucking my son's ass. I was in the squad car because I threw a punch that connected with Thomas Winston's jaw. I threw the punch because I found out he was also fucking my son's ass. Even worse is that Thomas Winston is a cop. He wasn't on duty when I punched him out, he was at home relaxing and I sucker punched him when he answered the door. His bitch wife called 911 reporting an officer under attack instead of letting two gents square off and settling a disagreement without interference. Of course you would think the devil himself had broken loose from the chains of hell as a dozen officers with guns drawn descended on the neighborhood all hopped up on coffee and donut sugar ready to protect their brethren. Now I'm in the back of some other officer's squad car being asked why I attacked Officer Winston and Thomas is being asked why his neighbor would just haul off and punch him out. Both of us are trying to find a way to answer the question without telling the truth. I decided to clam up and say nothing. Officer Winston knew that I wouldn't accept getting arrested and would rather burn both our bridges than let him get away with molesting my kid. Sure Trig my son says Officer Winston didn't molest him since I fucked him first. He was just enjoying the fruits of the field I had already plowed. Naturally my son didn't say it that way but that's how Winston poetically waxed it to my son. A burly officer with a sour disposition and breath to match pulled me from the car and unhand cuffed me but pushed me up against the metal shell with its blue flashing lights dancing in my eyes. "Your one lucky bastard." He snarled. "On duty or off, attacking an officer will get your ass kicked till you don't know up from down. But Thomas insists we don't press charges and that it's nothing more than a neighborly dispute. He says he had it coming, but if I hear you even so much as looked wrong at an officer I will personally bust you up. Understood?" "Yes sir." I replied with all the humility and regret I could muster to stuff into my voice. He pulled me upright and pushed me away like a dinner plate that you've had too much of. Winston and I both eyed each other as the other cops left, then we walked slowly back into our houses but still watching each other in case one of us made a mad dash to attack the other when our back was turned. I gotta admit that I wasn't so fucking pissed off at the idea that Winston was fucking my kid but the fact that he didn't ask permission first. Of course that sounds funny, you can't just go up to a neighbor and ask if you can fuck their kid up the ass. But Winston knew I was already doing it so that should have opened the door for him to talk to me first. Actually the idea of watching another man fuck my kid makes me hard. To see his little asshole spread open by another man's hard meat thrusting in and out as my son moans, ah so fucking hot. I'm hard now just thinking about it. I sat down in an armchair and wondered how it came to this. I closed my eyes and thought back, it wasn't that long ago my son decided he wasn't going to wear clothes anymore. I remember him walking away from us after informing us of this, naked of course, and watching his coltish legs and small smooth round butt. I chuckled and just figured kids would be kids. We had to teach him naked at home was okay but he couldn't go to school that way. He did make a point of running around the yard both back, which was private, and front which wasn't. After the first time he was in the street naked I expected to get a call or two from the neighbors but that never happened. Since they didn't complain I didn't stop him and we just took it as normal. Besides he was just a young kid, not some hairy teen boy tossing wood. Almost all the neighbors were old people with the exception of Thomas Winston across the street, so my son Trig had no neighbor kids to play with. He would entertain himself playing in the yard when the weather was nice or go talk to a neighbor man who might be working in their yard. It really did surprise me that none of them said anything about his nudity. On non-school days Trig would race out when he saw the mailman coming and greet him and get the mail. Charlie our mailman was a nice guy of about 40, black and in fit shape which surprised me since he didn't walk the route but drove it in his truck. He always had a smile for Trig and they would talk a few minutes as Trig stood there naked in front of him. I got the impression that the amount of traffic on our street increased slightly which surprised me because we lived on a clearly marked dead end road. I started to pay attention on days I was home and it seemed there were more cars with single guys driving around. They all seemed to slow down and watch Trig if he was out in the front yard, some of them even seemed to take phone pics as they drove by. One Saturday I was out in the front yard doing yard work and it was warm out so I was just in a pair of light shorts and my shoes. Being in my late twenties I didn't mind being seen shirtless since I made an effort to keep myself in shape. A light fan of brown hair spread across my chest setting off my well defined pecs. My areolas were quarter sized and dark with eraser sized nipples jutting out. I wasn't over sized in the cock area but if I wore my shorts without underwear the outline of my meat was obvious. I had just bagged up a load of weeds and cuttings with Trig"s help and we carried it out to the curb when a car came by, slowed down and the driver nodded hello at us. Trig and I waved back and he drove on. I knew since it was a dead end he would have to come back this way. And sure enough several minutes later he was coming by again. This time he pulled over to the curb in front of us and since he was headed the other way this placed him curb side in his driver's seat. Trig ran over to him and said hi, I sauntered up and appraised that he was probably in his thirties. He was shirtless also with a black matted chest and pink nipples sticking thru the hair, he had a typical dad bod of his age group. Once up alongside the car I could see he was wearing shorts that had the legs rolled up to just below his crotch. "Hi, can I help you?" I greeted. "No, no I was just driving around checking out the neighborhood." He smiled back "Casing the place?" I joked He laughed back. "No there's a place for sale down a ways and I wanted to just see what the area is like. Are there very many families with kids in the area?" "No unfortunately not. My son is the only kid around. Give it a few years and probably a lot of the other owners will have died or moved to nursing homes and then I'm sure it will swing in the direction of young families." I offered up. "So for now no gaggles of naked kids running around?" He chuckled. "Pity." He added softly. "Still plenty to see here." "Do you have kids of your own?" I inquired. "Ah yes three precious girls. Sugar and spice and all that you know." He replied "But you would have liked a boy for some guy things." I stated "Don't get me wrong I love my girls dearly, but I feel there is so much I wanted to teach a son. But you take what you get and move on." He added wistfully. "Well Trig is a wonderful son and well behaved." I boasted and I ruffled his hair which made him giggle. The man smiled and reached out the window with his right hand and brushed across Trig's cheek. "What a special smile you have." This motion of course required him to twist his body and when he moved back to his original position the tip of his cock head slipped into view. "Oh look daddy. Wow." Trig exclaimed. I looked down into the man's lap and I followed his gaze. "Oh I'm sorry." He commented and reached to pull the leg of his shorts back over his shaft. Several things flooded my brain all at once. First, this was all about sex, all those guys driving by were doing so to see my son naked. I wondered how many of them were playing with themselves as they did. How stupid could I be to not have realized this was all about sex and perving on a naked little boy? Second, I was getting a hard on, this was turning me on. This guy exposing himself to my son pushed some button inside me that found the idea hot and sexy. Part of me knew I should be angry and upset, I should be punching this guy out but the part of me that was getting turned on by this was bigger. Third I didn't want him to put it away, I wanted him to show my son more. I wanted to see what my son's reaction would be. Suddenly I no longer saw my son as an innocent naked boy but a naked sexy nymph that guys probably want to play with in all those naughty ways. "Oh don't worry about it." I smiled back. "Do you wanna get naked with me?" Trig asked sincerely but I think without an understanding of the meaning. The guy looked at Trig then me and smiled as his gaze went across my crotch. Fuck I thought as I realized I didn't have underwear on and my hard on was obvious, he saw that. "I love to go naked. Do you and your dad go naked together?" He asked with a smile. "No daddy doesn't." Trig seemed to have some disappointment in his voice. "Do you want to see your daddy naked?" He asked. "Yes of course, I wish he would go naked all the time. I like to see guys naked." Trig answered honestly. "Would you like to see me naked?" He asked with a grin. Trig just nodded his head yes as the man pulled the leg of his shorts up and brought the head of his cock into view. "If it's okay with daddy." Trig whispered as his sight was locked on the man's crotch. "Oh I think it's perfectly ok with your dad, in fact I think your dad likes the idea very much." He looked to me. "Can we go in the house?" "Sorry no the wife is home, you have to do it here this time." Why did I say this time I wondered. I just indicated there could be more times. "I'm fine with that." He replied as he popped the button on his shorts and pulled the fly open. He lifted his butt slightly and pushed the shorts down to his knees. There he sat with his hardening cock and balls in full view. He had an average sized cock with hairy balls and a bush I thought that needed trimming. "Is this what you wanted to see?" He asked Trig as he carefully took his shaft into his hand and gave it a few slow strokes. Trig nodded yes and watched intently. "Have you seen your daddy with his prick all hard like this?" He asked as he now moved into a full jerking off stroke. He was openly beating off in front of my son and me and I was turned on by it. "No." Trig answered softly mesmerized by the sight. "Is this the first time you've seen a man's cock?" He continued as he jerked. "No." Trig relied simply. "How many others have you seen?" "Daddies when he gets out of the shower and the mail mans." That took me by surprise but I realized it wouldn't be all that hard for Charlie to have his cock out sitting in his truck and just have something laying over his lap. Then move it aside when Trig ran out to greet him. "Did you ever get to touch the mail man's cock?" The man asked jerking at a full pace. Trig shook his head no. "Do you want to touch mine?" He asked with a grin. "Not this time." I spoke up and again why with the, this time, phrase. "This is enough for his first time around." I added. "Understood." The man smiled back knowingly that fun and games laid ahead for me and my son. He relaxed back into his seat and jerked off while fondling his balls. He started a narrative. "I'm sure your daddy will let you touch his when it gets hard like this. There's something special about a boy who touches his daddies cock and makes him feel good. Then your daddy will let you learn how good it tastes and how much fun it is to have it your mouth when he makes that special cream sauce. There's all kinds of other fun things you and your dad can do when you're naked and even more fun you can have with other men to. I can tell you are one of those special boys." He finished as he grunted and spewed a load of cum up onto his stomach and chest." "Wow." Trig gushed. It took all my will power not to cream in my shorts as my son watched this man blow his load. He reached under the seat and pulled out rag that he used to wipe himself with. "Jerk off in your car a lot I take it." I smirked. He chuckled "More than I would like to admit to. I'm more than willing to teach your son what to do with a man's load so I wouldn't have to use a rag." I smiled, no actually more leered at my son. "I think I will start his education but once he knows what to do we can work something out for some additional joint tutoring." He handed me a card with just a phone number on it. "Call me anytime and I'll be sure to be available." He winked and reached over to Trig and traced his finger across Trig's lips. "Till next time special boy." Then he drove off with his pants still down. I wanted to take my son into the house and get naked with him but the wife was home and I knew I wouldn't be able to get any amount of alone time with him so we went back to the yard work. I was hoping maybe some more pervs might drive by but instead we heard a siren in the distance and getting closer. It was a trap somehow I worried and told Trig we should go inside and get some water to drink. The siren did get closer and closer and my boner withered as I worried. Then the flashing red lights splashed across the front of the house and despite my dread I looked out the front window to see an ambulance and a police car pull in front of the house next door. The medics made their way into the house after the police broke the door in. Mrs. Abany or Auntie Marie as everyone called her lived alone and I guessed was unable to open the door. The medics a few moments later left the house empty handed. Auntie Marie died sometime between activating her medical alert bracelet and the arrival of help. Trig was most upset as they got along wonderfully and she let him go naked at her house and fed him cookies and such. Truth be told I was upset also as I liked her a lot. The thoughts of spending time with my son vanished. Days went by and Trig regained his usually happy self. One day I just decided to embrace the nudist philosophy and I came to breakfast naked. My wife just rolled her eyes and laughed. She did say that if I want to be naked in the house fine but I better not go out in the yard like Trig does. Of course I agreed knowing that having a little boy naked running around was one thing but I'm sure the neighbors would draw the line at a man doing it. Trig cheered and was pleased to see me naked. I didn't get any real alone time with Trig as the wife didn't work and rarely ever went out at night without me. But she did get used to seeing Trig and me naked together and Trig sitting in my lap or crawling all over me like a monkey. Trig sneakily, or at least he thought, managed to get his hands on my cock and touch it and feel it as much as he could. It took a tremendous amount of will power not to bone up but sometimes I failed and I developed a rock hard cock for him to rub against. I found myself having to picture my mother naked in order to get the erection to go away so my wife wouldn't catch me that way. Family visits with my parents turned uncomfortable for me after that. I changed my bed time habit and started to stay up after my wife went off to sleep. Then when I felt it safe I would quietly visit Trig's room and wake him up. This is when he finally got to openly explorer my hard cock and play with it. He explored my balls and even my asshole. Trig asked me to make the cream like the man in the car did and so I masturbated as he watched intently. That progressed to teaching him how to jerk me off himself and then I finally got the courage to suggest he taste it. Taste my hard meat, taste my daddy cum and he did and a new cocksucker was born. As he progressed in becoming a better cocksucker I experimented with first rubbing his asshole and then to gently fingering it. Over time I was able to bury my entire pointer finger into him as he sucked me. I didn't take it any further because I didn't want to have his first time happen when the wife was home, in case we made to much noise. We settled into a routine of him sucking me off as I finger fucked his little hole. We were back in the front yard one Saturday with me only in shorts and Trig naked. I was hoping the guy in the car who jerked off would come by but instead a moving van pulled up to the house next door. Two young men I would guess to be in their early twenties and of Arab descent got out of the cab. They both stopped and gave us a through look over before walking over. "Hello." One said as he extended his hand to me for a shake. "I am Ahmed and this is my brother Hosni. I am renting the house next door." They were both handsome with their tannish brown skin and well-trimmed black facial hair. "Well welcome to the neighborhood." I returned shaking both their hands. "I'm Brock and this is my son Trig." "Ah to be so young and free again." Ahmed laughed. "Will you be living here as well?" I asked Hosni. "No but I have a feeling I will be visiting a lot." He chuckled as his eyes roamed Trig's little body. "It will be my new bride and myself." Ahmed stated. "I look forward to meeting her." I returned with a smile. "This is not permitted." Ahmed's voice stayed friendly but turned firm. "When she is in public she will wear her Burka as is proper and introduction of women and men other than family is not allowed." A strict Islamic I realized. "I understand and no offense was intended." I returned. Ahmed laughed. "No offense was taken, you did not know." "I hope my son's informality will not bother you." I questioned. "Oh no it will not. It is a joy to see such freedom." Ahmed smiled back. "It was nice meeting you both but we must get the truck unloaded." "I can help." Trig offered. Hosni smiled and his eyes sparkled. Ahmed bent down slightly toward Trig. "As kind of an offer that is I fear you will distract us from our work. But trust me I look forward to getting to know you better." Then he winked. Trig and I went back to the yard work and they set about unloading the truck. After an hour they both came out of the house with their shirts off. Nice broad chests with rich brown nipples on both of them. Hosni had a small hair line in the middle of his chest while Ahmed had a fan of black hair sprayed across his pecs. I found myself wondering what their cocks looked like and was getting turned on by the thought of them exposing themselves to Trig. The yard work came to an end and there was no excuse to stand in the front yard any more so Trig and I retreated into the house. My wife was standing in the living room looking out the window. "Well it appears the scenery in the neighborhood has definitely improved." She commented to me without removing her gaze from them. "Well before you get your panties all soaking wet." I started and then explained about him and his wife and their culture. "Pity." was her response. "Don't you go getting any ideas." She stated and then turned and went to the kitchen. A miracle happened after lunch. The wife picked up the car keys and announced she was going shopping with a friend and they were going to follow that up with dinner out. Holy fuck I thought, an actual time period home alone with my son. Man o man my cock jerked in my pants as it grew. It somehow just knew I was going to try to shove it up my son's boy pussy. I provided ample time for her to drive away and cover the possibility that she might come back having forgotten something. When I felt it was safe Trig and I walked hand in hand upstairs to his bedroom. My shorts were off in a flash and Trig had his mouth wrapped around the head of my daddy cock like a dog to a bone. I had to have him stop sucking my cock so I wouldn't cum before I was ready. I maneuvered Trig so I could finger his ass and spent an hour working it slowly to the point that I had three fingers in him now. He whimpered and sighed along the way with a few grunts and squirms but now had grown accustomed to my three fingers stretching him open. There could be no more waiting. My cock was throbbing and was demanding to be rewarded with a journey into tight silky darkness. I wanted to watch my son's face as I entered him and took his virginity, so I sat with my back against the wall and pulled him up onto my lap. I spread his legs apart and placed his small asshole next to my hard cock. I actually wanted to see both my cock enter him for the first time as his rosebud spread open but I also wanted to watch his face. I thought I couldn't do both but then an idea entered my head. I moved us to the hallway where there was a floor length mirror and I set us up in the same position as before with his ass facing the mirror. "Now this may hurt a little more than my fingers did but I know you can handle this. Just like you learned to be such a great cocksucker I'm sure you will learn and enjoy being a bottom boy." I enthused to Trig as I pulled his butt cheeks apart and placed my greased cock head against his hole. I pulled down on his hips and my eyes darted back and forth between the mirror where I could see his pucker spreading open as my hard daddy cock entered into him and to his face where his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he gasped. He didn't cry or ask me to stop but was a brave little faggot for his daddy. My cock head slipped in further till his ass clasped closed around the lip of my mushroom head. I stopped and let him get used to me being inside him. I pulled him further down onto my hard shaft and he exhaled then buried his face into my neck as his daddy started to fuck him up the ass. It was incredible for me as I held his soft smooth small body in my arms and slowly worked myself further and further into him. "You doing okay sport?" I asked softly afraid he might say no but instead he nodded his head yes. "What's happening sport? Tell me what we're doing." I wanted to get him to talk. "Daddy." He hesitated. "Daddy is fucking me up the ass." "Do you like daddies cock inside you?" His body shuddered as I moved another inch into him. "Yes I like having a cock in me." He uttered with his face still buried in my neck. "You like sucking a cock don't you?" I asked He nodded yes "And you like having my cock in your ass don't you?" "It's getting better." He mumbled. "Did you think Ahmed was handsome?" I asked as I worked my dick further into him. "Yes." He replied simply. "Do you wanna see him naked, see his cock?" I continued as I was trying to distract his mind from my invading meat. "Yes I do." Trig replied. "Yea I bet you do," I commented as I increased my speed fucking up into his hot ass. "I bet you would like to suck it to, like you do mine. Who else would you like you see naked, see their cocks?" Trig waited a moment as he thought then replied. "Grandpa and Mr. Winston. My teacher Mr. Dillard and the janitor Mr. Stan. The man at the gas station where we go and that guy who serves us at the restaurant." As if fucking my kid in the ass for the first time wasn't enough, hearing him list other men and knowing he had actually thought about it turned me on even more. I wanted to make love to my son, to fuck him down his throat and up his ass but it also turned me on to think of seeing other men use him as well. I was fucking up into him at the fastest pace I thought he could handle for his first time and everything just welled up and I could feel my legs getting weak as my climax built. I squeezed Trig hard in my arms as I slammed him down the rest of the way onto my cock and flooded his insides. Trig moaned and squirmed but then announced he could feel me shooting inside him. We stayed in that position and drifted off for a short bit holding each other. A car horn awoke me, I realized my cock had softened and slipped out of Trig's ass. My cum had dribbled out of him and coated my groin. I woke Trig up and carried him to the shower where we cleaned up. It was only three hours since my wife left and I knew I was going to fuck him again. I realized he would be sore there but I figured I would deal with that when the time came. We went to the kitchen and got ourselves something to drink when I heard a car pull into the driveway next door. My house and the house that Ahmed was moving into both had our driveways running alongside each other. My driveway went straight into my garage which was built at the back corner of the house. My home has two stories and there was a second story connection to a room built above the garage. We used it mainly for storage but it had windows on both sides and at the back. For next door the driveway followed alongside mine but then the garage was built into the house perpendicular to the driveway. So when you drove up you turned left to park in the garage. Then when you wanted to leave you backed out turning the car right and then were able to drive down the drive forward rather than having to back all way down like I did. Trig and I watched as Ahmed parked his car alongside his garage without actually pulling into it. He got out and went around to the passenger side door which he opened. I guessed it to be his wife as a figure totally covered in cloth got out and they headed into the house. Ahmed reappeared almost immediately and pulled the car into the garage but then backed it out so it was facing into the garage but not inside it. He pulled over a hose and I realized he was going to wash the car. Ahmed pulled off his shirt and was left wearing only a flimsy pair of nylon shorts that didn't leave much to the imagination. I found it ironic that he insists on his wife being covered top to bottom but he was free to go practically naked. But hey it's not my place to judge. He started with the front and moved then top the side facing the street where he could be observed. He was very liberal with the soap and water and his shorts soon were wet and rather transparent. Trig asked if he could go out and talk to Ahmed and I said yes. Trig high tailed it out the back door and I went to the second floor room that looked down onto Ahmed's driveway. Ahmed had finished the back and now moved to the side of the car facing the backyard and he was protected from view from the street. Trig bounded up to him with a broad smile. "Hello sir." Trig called out. "Well hello my new young neighbor. It is great to see you again." Ahmed smiled back. Then he flicked the garden hose at Trig getting him slightly wet and eliciting a squeal and a laugh from my son. "You like being naked don't you my young friend?" "Oh gosh yes, you should go naked to." Trig suggested. Ahmed looked around. "Where's your mommy?" "She went out for the day." "And where is your daddy?" He asked looking back to Trig "He's in the upstairs window watching." Trig answered honestly. "He's naked to." Ahmed looked up and saw me standing in the window naked and semi hard. I wanted to watch anonymously but Trig ruined that. I gave him a small wave and a grin. Ahmed laughed and returned his gaze to Trig. "Well little one if you want me naked then come to it." Trig stepped over and grasped the edges of the wet shorts and pulled them down. A thick light caramel uncut cock came into view. I guessed it to be 5 inches soft but it was expanding as Trig pulled the shorts all the way down to Ahmed's feet then stepped back. Trig was all smiles and eyes for the meat in front of him. Ahmed stepped out of the shorts and leaned back against the car. He took the soapy sponge he had in hand and put it to his chest and squeezed it. Soapy water rolled down his chest across his stomach and some ran down around his balls and the rest channeled down his elongating shaft and dripped down from the tip. As he got harder the sheath rolled back exposing a plump mushroom head and a wide piss slit. Ahmed took the hose and then let the water cascade down his body washing away the soap. It was all so fucking erotic that I was fully hard and throbbing again. Reaching out to Trig, Ahmed pulled him close and squatted in front of him. He pulled Trig's head close to his and then shoved his tongue into my son's mouth and tongued him deep. I realized that all this time I had been having sex with my son, I never kissed him. Trig melted into Ahmed's arms as Ahmed drove his tongue in as deep as he could. I could tell Trig loved this extra treatment and felt slightly guilty for not having done it myself. But those thoughts disappeared quickly at the sight of my son in another man's arms. This was turning me on, I wanted to see Ahmed use my son for pleasure. Ahmed broke the kiss and pulled away leaving Trig gasping for breath. Ahmed stood quickly and as Trig was taking in a deep breath Ahmed drove his cock into Trig's open mouth. Ahmed put his hand behind Trig's head to stop him from backing away as he pushed his cock down into the young throat. But Trig took it. "Breath thru your nose." Ahmed instructed as he kept his cock lodged in Trig's mouth. Trig's nostrils flared open and I could tell he was catching his breath. "Good, good." Ahmed soothed. Once Trig was breathing at a steady pace Ahmed pushed in the last few inches of what I guessed to be 7 inches hard. Trig's breathing grew rapid for a few moments but then smoothed out again as the Arab cock was now fully embedded in his mouth and throat. I jerked off as I watched Ahmed now start a fucking rhythm into my son's mouth and throat. He looked up at me now and then and sneered at me. I'm sure he thought I was a bad dad but fuck I didn't care. I wished his friend Hosni was there so they could double team him, but I had a feeling that Ahmed would find a way to share his new toy with his friend. "You are doing very well my young cocksucker." Ahmed praised Trig as he continued to head fuck my son. I let go of my cock, I didn't want to shot already. It throbbed in the air matching my hard breathing. Ahmed was going strong in his fucking rhythm, stronger than I ever had but Trig was taking it like the true boy slut he was. Ahmed pulled Trig's head in tight and I could see from his body spasms that he was dumping his load of cum down my son's throat. Without touching myself again I shot off a load that splattered against the windowsill. Fuck that was hot watching another guy with my son, I wanted more of this. Seeing him with his lips wrapped around hard cock meat. I was going to want to see other men fuck him also. Shit I couldn't believe my cock was on the rise again. Ahmed pulled out of Trig's mouth and slapped his cock tip against the bridge of Trig's nose. A few drops of cum splattered across his forehead and eyes. "I think you liked my big piece of meat didn't you?" Ahmed stated with a smile. Trig nodded his head yes as he licked his lips. That had been a couple of weeks ago. This morning Trig and I are in the front yard again when the wife comes out and announces once again she is leaving for the day. Is this going to be a new habit? I sure hope so. It was only nine in the morning and as soon as she was out of site I took Trig into the house and fucked his ass. I had gotten more aggressive with Trig and he responded to it so today I fucked him hard. So hard that when I pulled out of him I was exhausted and feel asleep. I awoke with a snort and rolled over and looked at the clock, it was 1 already. Trig wasn't in bed with me and I got up and wondered the house looking for him, he was nowhere in sight. A few minutes later he came in the front door and greeted me joyfully. "Where you been?" I asked as I ruffled his hair. "Over at Mr. Winston's." His sweet voice replied. "Oh." I retorted in surprise. "What where you doing there?" "He was fucking me." Trig stated plain and simple as if it was the most natural thing. It was stunned, I was shocked, I was speechless, and I was getting hard. "He fucked you in the ass with his cock?" I finally half asked half stated not sure I heard right. "Oh yea he fucks as well as you do dad." Trig politely and honestly retorted. That's when I grabbed a pair of pants and threw on a shirt and stormed out the door. And that's how we came to this moment in time. The doorbell rang and I peered out the window first to see Winston standing there. I sighed I didn't want any more confrontation but he saw me look out and I couldn't very well ignore him. I opened the door slowly. "I'm sorry for that." I said simply. "That's one hell of a right hook you got there buddy." Winston laughed while rubbing his jaw. I saw his wife standing in their doorway watching and I waved at her, she gave me the finger. "Can I come in? I think we need to talk. Don't you?" He asked. "Is she gonna call your buds as soon as you step in?" I returned nodding towards his wife. "No I told her we were gonna talk this out and she needed to stay out of it." I hesitated then opened the door wider and Winston stepped in. I looked over to her and wanted to give her the finger back but instead just closed the door. "What does your wife think is going on?" I asked as he walked into the living room. "I told her it was just a guy thing and I had stupidly insulted you and your kid and kinda deserved to be smacked." He turned and looked at me awaiting me to indicate what he should do. "I brought a piece offering." He stated as he pulled a flask out from his coat pocket. "Take a seat and I'll get glasses." "All things considered I think we can just take turns swigging from it." He replied with a softer tone. "Well just one more thing we're gonna share, I guess." I retorted coldly. Winston sat and popped the cap of the flask. "Look I'm sorry man but he came onto me, I didn't start it, honest." He took the first swig and handed it over to me. I took it from him and swigged some down as I sat. "It's not that you, well you fucked him it's just that, I dunno, that I should have known about it or been there." I admitted. "I understand but it was a spur of the moment thing and well my little head took over before my big head thought it thru." He reached for the flask and I handed it back. "I promise not to do it again." Winston stated as he took the flask. "Oh hell, we both know that's not true. He's going to want you to do it again. I actually want you to do it again but I want to watch. I want to see you fuck his little ass. To see another man ramming their hard shaft up his boy cunt." I felt embarrassed admitting that but there it was out in the open. "I understand." Winston replied. "I promise to include you from now on in. I'm getting a hard on now just thinking about fucking him as you his dad watches. And if that makes you hot I can probably find more guys to fuck him for your viewing pleasure." "Trig come here." I called out into the house. My young unblemished son came running into the room. Blonde hair flopping, blue eyes sparkling and white teeth shining thru his smile. Puberty was years away and his soft tender skin was exotic and erotic to my mind. "Yes daddy?" He inquired with that sweet voice of his. "Who else has fucked you in the ass besides me and Mr. Winston?" "Just the two of you." He replied with a sincere look on his face. "And tell me everyone you have sucked." "Well you and Mr. Winston and Ahmed and Charlie." He counted them off on his fingers as he answered. "Charlie?" I stated surprised. "Yea but it was just a taste, he didn't get to give me his cum and I only got the head in my mouth. Are you mad at me?" I saw a worried look cross his face. "No, no." I soothed pulling him over to me. "But from now on you have to tell me everyone you play with, okay?" "Sure dad." He replied sounding happy I wasn't mad. I turned to Thomas. "Any chance your up for fucking him again?" "Hey give me a break." He chuckled. "I just fucked him a few hours ago, I'm in my 40's and my jaw still hurts. I don't quite have it in me at the moment. But I sure want to fuck him as you watch." I was bummed but understood. I wanted to see Trig fucked and fucked now. I slumped back into my chair and fingered Trig's asshole as I thought. "I know some pervs that I have busted that would probably be willing to come over and do it." Winston offered. "I don't want some greasy scum bag, or at least not yet." I replied "No problem, I got a 60 year old I caught exposing himself to young boys. Pillar of the community, just your average looking Joe, neat and clean." "And you think he would come over?" I questioned. "Yea he owes me. I caught him but didn't arrest him. I let him go but told him I would call someday when I needed a favor and if he didn't come thru for me I would make life hell for him." Winston explained. "Ok sure call him." Winston pulled out his cell phone and dialed. "Hey Jack it's me, I'm calling in that favor. Trust me you will like it." Winston gave him the address and we waited. He must have been nearby because a car pulled up 20 minutes later. I watched a man who could easily be Trig's grandfather walk up the sidewalk to the house. You could easily see apprehension in his gait. Winston yelled out to just come in and I heard the front door open and close then a face peer around the corner. "Don't be shy now you old perv." Winston laughed. The man Jack stepped into the room clearly nervous and wondering what was going to happen. He stepped over to where we were sitting and looked nodded to Winston then turned his gaze to my naked son sitting on my lap. "Get naked." Winston ordered. Jack looked at Winston startled. "I didn't stutter, do as your told or else." Not having said a single word since he entered the house Jack hesitated a moment then stripped down. Jack had an average body for his age, could stand to lose a few pounds, his chest hairs had turned grey just as the hair on his head. Despite his nerves he was plumped up and had a fat based cock that tapered down to a narrow head. He was hanging at almost half mast and looked like he would end up with 7 inches when it grew all the way. It was truly a cock for fucking as he would stretch the hole open further the deeper he went. "Now this little boy is Trig and this is his dad." Winston explained. "You are going to fuck Trig in the ass while his dad watches. A grin started to grow across Jack's face. "Really?" His tone was questioning but his eyes were all over Trig and his cock was now growing harder faster. He didn't wait for Winston to reply but stepped over in front of Trig and pushed his cock in front of Trig's mouth. Trig opened and let Jack slip his hardened cock into his mouth. Jack moaned in pleasure. "Is this what you want little boy? Of course you do all little boys want to suck a cock but are just too embarrassed or shy to admit it. Suck on my cock slut." Suddenly Jack came to life with words pouring out of his mouth nonstop. It was obvious he was going to cum really quickly. He pulled out and took a step back to take control of himself a strand of saliva stayed connected between Trig's lips and the cock head till it sagged under its own weight and snapped. "You like that?" Jack asked Trig. "Yes." Trig replied. "Yes what?" Jack said I think Jack was looking for Trig to call him sir but instead Trig answered. "Yes grandpa." It looked like Jack was about to shot his load just from that. It was obvious that was a better or more provocative answer that probably played into some fantasy of Jack's "What do you want now?" Jack uttered staring intently at Trig. Somehow Trig intuitively picked up on Jack's reaction so he replied. "I want grandpa to fuck me." "Fuck you how?" "Up my ass of course." Trig laughed. I chimed in. "Yea dad fuck your grandson as he lays across my lap so I can watch you spread him open like a dime store whore." The line was corny but it went with his age and feed into his burning desire. "Get him ready, grease him up." Jack ordered. "He's already dripping with cum." I stated. "Oh fuck what a bad dad you are son." Jack moaned. I let him stay under the delusion it was my cum and not Winston's. He seemed to like the idea that his own son was fucking his son and now it was grandpas turn. I laid Trig out on his back on my lap and pulled his legs up to his chest so his asshole was winking at Jack. "Oh boy you're going to love having grandpa's cock in you." Jack emitted as he touched the tip of his hard on against the slightly puffy and red rose from his previous screwing. He pushed slightly and the head slipped in thru the cum covered ass lips and he went half way at once. My cock was throbbing where it was trapped between me and Trig's back. This was so hot seeing another man enter my son and spread him open. I wondered if I might get either one of his real grandpas to do this. Jack was about 3 quarters of the way which was still the same thickness as mine but now the last few inches were going to be fatter. "Oh yea take grandpa's cock up your boy cunt Trig." Jack continued as he slowly fucked in and out of my son's asshole. "My grandpa fucked me just like he did my dad and my dad fucked me." Jack was working a small extra part of his cock in with each thrust. "And I turned out okay. A cock up a boy's ass is just right." Trig gasped slightly as his hole stretched further than ever before. Jack pushed and bottomed out with his thick root shoving that red rose bud wide open. The sight of it and the friction of Trig's back against my cock caused me to explode and slime the skin between us. "Fuck, take it slut." Jack grunted as he unloaded inside Trig's hot ass. So fucking hot, dam, this has to happen again. I knew one way or another this was just the beginning of me watching men fuck my son.