Date: Sat, 20 Jun 2020 16:58:45 +0000 From: Rickymac13 Subject: Ricky-Blake-and-Gabe-6 [Gay Incest, Mb, solo b] Hi Nifty! It's been a long time since the last entry in the Ricky Blake and Gabe series. I've been busy but found some time (and inspiration) to drum up a new short chapter. This one's all about Ricky, our 13-year-old protagonist and eldest son of Dad, chatting with his cyber-friend Miggy. Remember, only read this if you're an adult in your jurisdiction (like that's ever stopped any of us in our youths; to those who are flagrantly ignoring the law and discovering yourselves, I hope you enjoy too). All of the action in my stories is completely consensual, that's just the way I like it. This story takes place in a fictional world where neither STDs nor hang-ups or laws about sex between adults and children exist. Be careful out there! As always, I welcome your feedback at rickymac13@protonmail.com. ----- "Ohh... unh, keep going, I'm gonna squirt soon." 13-year-old Ricky, pubescent cock in hand, stared lustily at the screen as his online buddy, Miggy, enjoyed a sloppy blowjob from his adult friend. Ricky couldn't see the thick, naked man's face from the current camera angle, but he had his suspicions about who was sucking off this very cute almost-11-year-old. Miggy leaned back in his chair, legs akimbo; the man grunted in assent and quickened his pace on the boy's hard dick. "Umm... unh... ohhh..." Miggy laid both palms on the man's bald head, urging more of his 3-inch boycock through his big friend's lips, his eyes shut tight. The man caressed Miggy's sides as he blew him, running his fingers down the boy before gently grabbing his hips and pulling him deeper into his mouth. He attacked the head of Miggy's throbbing dick with his tongue, urging him to spill his young seed. A few seconds later, Miggy's high-pitched guttural moans reached their crescendo, and his eyes flashed open to watch his small dose of sperm swallowed down by his eager friend. Ricky's cock throbbed, producing a fat drop of precum. He took a finger, dabbed it onto his teen dickhead, and brought it to his tongue. The taste of his own juice always made him even hornier than he usually was. The man released Miggy's cocklet, eliciting a deep sigh from the boy, and stood up, taking his own cock in hand. Panning from left to right, Ricky could see the man's round butt flexing as he stroked his sizable rod, and his post-orgasmic jack-buddy Miggy, dick still throbbing with excitement, panting in what he assumed was his man-friend's desk chair. In the background, Ricky saw a plush couch, a coffee table with some magazines strewn atop, and a bookshelf filled with thick books. Ricky couldn't make out the spines of the books, but he had some idea what they were about, if his hunch was correct. "Hey little man, I gotta cum now too," the bald man said through ragged breaths. He pivoted and straddled the boy's legs, pointing his big cock at Miggy's smooth chest. A speck of precum flew onto Miggy's nipple as the man vigorously wanked. "Want me to squirt on you? Ricky, do you want to blow your load with me?" Both boys nodded enthusiastically, Miggy absentmindedly grabbing at his own junk while Ricky lifted his legs up onto the arms of his chair, showing off his hole. After several sessions, Ricky was learning what the man liked. "Ready for it? Ugh... mmmm, fuck... okay, here it cums!" The man squeezed his thick cock, let out a final grunt, and blasted a rope of spunk that landed with an audible splat across Miggy's torso, from collarbone to belly button. The next shot hit Miggy's chin; the boy giggled, leaned forward, and stuck out his tongue, encouraging the man to give him a taste of his sperm. The last few squirts splashed across Miggy's tongue, cheeks, and chin, dripping down his face and pooling into the boy's navel. "Oh fuck...!" Ricky whispered as his first shot spurted half a foot into the air and landed on his ballsack, which was halfway withdrawn up into his orgasm-wracked body. Miggy watched Ricky make his squirts, licking up the man's thick cum off his chin and playfully rubbing it into his belly. Ricky shot the rest of his young teen load onto his stomach. As his climax subsided and his strokes slowed, Ricky looked up at his computer to see a grinning Miggy covered in cum and the man's prick dripping the last of its load in a stringy mess onto the boy. After they all cleaned up, the camera angle on Ricky's screen changed as the man picked up the webcam, pointing it at his cum-hungry boy-toy. "That was fun, huh?" the man asked. Miggy sighed contentedly and nodded. "Hey Ricky," said the man behind the camera. "Why don't we ever see you with your dad or your brothers?" Over the course of their online sexcapades, Ricky had divulged some (but not all) details of his family's naked games. He realized he probably wasn't thinking straight when he told Miggy and his older friend about fucking 10-year-old Gabe next to his father fucking 11-year-old Blake, but it made him super horny to think about, and even hornier to share with his naked internet friends as they all stroked together last weekend. "I dunno, I guess I just haven't told them about you guys yet," Ricky replied, a little caught off guard. In reality, he didn't want Blake or Gabe, with their big mouths, blabbing to their friends, or to dad, at least yet. He liked having something horny that he didn't have to share. "Well, listen," the older man continued. "I want to show you something." Ricky watched the camera jostle over to the coffee table, picking up one of the magazines there. On the cover were three naked boys, shot from the back so their pert asses were front and center, jumping into what looked like a clean, sparkling stream or creek. In the background, two nude men, beers in hand, watched the boys play with smiles on their faces. The man flipped through the magazine with one hand; Ricky caught quick glimpses of boys and men, mostly naked or wearing just a towel. Some of them had boners. The man stopped at a page towards the back of the magazine and trained the camera on an advertisement: "Camp Tallywack, where boys (and men) can be boys!" proclaimed the headline in bold, comic-book font. "Miggy and I are going to visit this place next weekend," said the bald man. "It's a camp just for guys, and pretty much everyone is naked most of the time." "It's soooooo fun," Miggy chimed in from off-camera. "There's a pool, and a lazy river, and games, and tons of food and ice cream, and lots of dicks to play with, hahaha!" The man chortled at Miggy's enthusiasm. "Yes, there are lots of dicks to play with - that's one of the main reasons guys go. It's a safe place for men and boys to make each other feel good." "Okay.... sounds fun?" Ricky was skeptical - it did sound like fun, a lot of fun in fact, but he had never been to a place like that before. He was more comfortable with the relative anonymity of the mall bathroom. "It definitely is," assured Miggy. "Last time we went I squirted like a hundred times, and played with like a thousand wieners." The younger boy's zeal intrigued Ricky, and he imagined Miggy in front of a thousand dicks of all sizes, blasting their loads all over him. His spent cock throbbed with second life, just a bit. "I'm going to send you the address in chat," the man said. "If you happen to be close enough to get there, ask your dad if you and your brothers can go on a family trip. If they like playing around as much as you do, they'll have a great time, and hopefully we'll see you there." The man sauntered back across the room with the camera and the magazine and plunked it down on the desk. Miggy slid up to the computer in his chair, still buck naked, and carefully typed the address into the chat box he shared with Ricky before hitting "Send." Ricky checked the note that Miggy had sent him. Wow, he thought... this place is only like an hour from my house! He saved the chat message to the secret boy porn folder deep in his hard drive. "Hey mister! I'm hungry... I'm so hungry I'm hoooooongry!" Miggy shouted. "Let's have some sandwiches!" "Well, you heard him," the man said with a chuckle. "Think about it, and talk to your dad and brothers about it - send Miggy a message either way. See ya later, sexy boy!" Miggy waved into the camera, then, in a scene of gross boyish impudence, stuck his tongue out and waggled his soft boy dick between his fingers at the webcam. Ricky closed the chat window, thinking, and made up his mind. He left his room and walked down the stairs to the living room, where Blake and Gabe, also in their birthday suits (as is tradition inside the house), were watching an episode of a really flashy cartoon full of robot battles and explosions. Dad was in the kitchen, leisurely reading the paper and sipping coffee on his day off. His manhood rested on his heavy balls, which were hanging low in the summer heat. "Hey Dad," Ricky uttered. He was still unsure of how to begin, but he knew what he wanted to do... ----- So, what does Ricky want to do? Should the guys visit Camp Tallywack, or go on a different adventure? Let me know what you'd like to see! Email me at rickymac13@protonmail.com.