Date: Mon, 9 May 2016 18:50:21 +0000 (UTC) From: Victor Herrmann Subject: Running By The Docks Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Simple as that. Running by the Docks by Doublehelix26 I've seen them several times before: running along the London docks on a hot afternoon, coming towards me, a chav, early 20s, running as well, topless, black shorts, skin glistening with sweat. Skinny, nice six pack showing. Short-trimmed blond hair, soaking wet. Running alongside him, his son, maybe 9 (clearly, chav has started reproducing early?), black shorts, Fred Perry polo, all buttoned up. Every time we run past each other, some fleeting glances are exchanged, maybe my eyes lingering a little too-long-to-be-subtle on the chav's abs. Sometimes just a hassled nod, sometimes a wink from the chav, then running on, encounter over. But not today. I slow down in front of them. Stand there, letting them approach. Chav stops in front of me (he could've simply run around me?). Son looks at his dad, wondering why he's stopped. Chav is panting, sweat dripping. Hot out today. I see no point in much talking so simply tell them my place is nearby. The son acts all confused. Chav just tells him, 'it's okay, we're just gonna go this guy's place for a bit.' Getting a half naked sweaty chav past my doorman will be a bit awkward. Not that it's any of the guy's business who I bring home. At my place, the son's still confused. Then again, if he's 9, so surely he must have some idea what's up. I got hard in the lift and my running shorts don't exactly hide much. Chav has been throbbing for some time now. Must be uncomfortable to walk with that hard-on. No way I'm taking chav to my bedroom. The bathroom it is. Easier to clean. Son is getting on my nerves now, asking, 'dad what'g going on?' Chav just tells him not to worry. That's when I realise that the little one's still in the bathroom. I'd have sent him to watch TV or something. Chav seems to want him around. Fine by me. I pull at chav's shorts, look inside. Nice one. Hard as a rock. Musky smells of sweat and Lynx. Chav tells his son to sit on rim of the bathtub, not to stand around like an idiot. I pull down chav's shorts. Nice to look at. Lean, just enough muscle on him. His throbbing cock pointing out. That's early 20s for you? I've held up alright, so he'll have nothing to complain about. Chav doesn't move, suddenly seems nervous. Maybe he doesn't get much action these days? I stay dressed for now. I'm not interested in kissing or any cozy shit like that. Not with the sweaty mess in front of me. No, I just grab is thick cock, his foreskin wrapping a nice head, sweat adding a bit of lubrication as I stroke him a couple of times. I make sure the son can see. He's intrigued, has finally shut up, too. Is that a tent in his shorts? Who cares. I'm not touching that. However? I ask the chav if he likes what I'm doing. He just nods, eyes closed. My right hand wrapped around is cock, I start feeling his ass with my left. Slowly stroking him in front, my left middle finger finds his hole. I gently push, just a little. 'How about that?' - He nods again, his breathing getting heavier. Son is still staring. 'Come here', I say to him. The first two words I've said to him. 'Kid gets up and approaches, looking at my hands handling his dad. I extract my left hand from his dad's ass and tell the son 'feel this.' I pull open the chav's ass cheeks. The son gets what I'm asking him to do. And he does it! No-one's forcing anyone? 'Kid pushes a finger in his dad's asshole. The chav doesn't open his eyes. Maybe he wants to pretend this isn't really happening. Fine by me. I stroke him a little harder as his son's finger slides in. 'Try two', I say. 'Kid gets it right away. He starts pushing two fingers in his dad's ass, then pulls them out a little, pushes back in. In no time at all, he's finger-fucking his dad. Clearly, the kid's seen something like this before. 'Guess that's the internet for you? Chav is clearly excited. I stroke him, his son's massaging his asshole. Is that pre-cum forming on the tip of the chav's cock? I pull back his foreskin, all the way. 'You want that sucked?' He nods again, breathing heavily. No way I'm going down there. 'You, come around to this side', I tell the son. He complies. Chav makes no move to stop what's happening. I hold his cock, foreskin pulled all the way back, exposing his head. I take my thumb and rub some of the pre-cum across his cock head, glistening wet now. Chav's knees get weak for a moment there. Must have been too intense for a second. I tell the kid to take his dad's cock in his mouth. Chav doesn't disagree. His son get's on his knees and takes his dad's cock in his little mouth. I pump chav's foreskin a couple of times into the child's mouth, then they're off on their on. I tell the chav to open his eyes and look. The son doesn't just sit still either. Again, he must've seen this sort of thing before (or is it experience!?). He actually starts sucking his dad properly. Chav is clearly enjoying it. He starts breathing quickly. Early 20s? His son is definitely sporting a tent now. Interesting. As for me, I'm rock hard. Time to get involved. I start playing with the chav's ass again. I take two fingers up to the chav's face. 'Lick 'em', I command and he goes right ahead. It's the only lube he'll get, which he seems to understand because he gets my fingers slobbering wet. His son is working chav's cock in the meantime. I shove my wet fingers in chav's ass. In and out a few times. Then I finally strip and line my cock up at this ass. I enter chav fast. He groans. In a way it's good the son is down there sucking his dad so he can't see me fucking him from behind. Maybe he knows what going on anyway. He must be tasting more pre-cum by now? I fuck the chav in slow, long strokes. 'Don't you dare cum yet', I tell him when he seems to be getting a little to excited. He's started moving his hips, trying to face-fuck his own son. Pervert. I fuck him harder, deeper, bend him forward a bit, his son underneath. After a while chav groans 'I'm close'. No point in keeping 20-year-old waiting, I figure. I just say, 'don't make a mess when you shoot.' As I keep fucking him, I know he's cumming, his asshole contracting, his breathing getting out of control. He groans. Long, protracted. And he shoots his load in his son's mouth! Kid hasn't come up for air? Now I see why: chav his holding his son's head agains his groin, forcing the kid to keep his cock in his mouth, shooting his load in him. 'Swallow', I say to the son. Protein's good for you? The child doesn't complain. Chav calms down a bit. His son untangles after his dad lets him go. Sits back on the bathtub. He seems to understand we're not done here. I've got my rock-hard cock in one spent chav. Now's my turn. I push the chav down to his knees, shove him forward, doggy-style. And fuck him. Hard. His son is watching. Be my guest. I fuck chav for a while, enjoying my ride. I feel for his cock, if only to tease him, playing with his head. Chav's almost getting hard again! Early 20s?I increase my pace, chav is groaning quietly. Seat on his back. 'Here I go', I announce, just as a shoot my load in chav's ass. Let him try jogging home with that. After a few more strokes, I slowly pull out. For a second I consider have the boy play with his dad's ass again. But I don't want to push my luck. Chav sits up and smirks. He's clearly enjoyed himself. 'Are you gonna to something about that?', I ask the son, pointing at the tent in his shorts. Son looks at his dad, unsure. Chav tells his son, 'it's ok, go for it.' 'Kid has just waited for an invitation, pulls down his shorts and reveals his cock. Not too little for a kid? 'Starts wanking it. Expert. No wonder some of these kids reproduce in their early teens. Chav and I watch. Chav actually grows hard again. Suddenly gets up, sits down next to his son and winks, 'I'll race ya.' Dirty bastard. So now chav and his little son wanking side by side. I'd have thought there's no way of knowing when the little one cums. Unfair race. But no: he actually starts wriggling and moaning and then, pretty soon, shoots a tiny little load. Early days. His dad watches, gets very excited. Chav gets ready to shoot almost immediately. 'Don't make a mess', I remind him. He grabs his son's head (what a pig!) and shoves him onto his cock. Just in time before he shoots. 'Would've liked to see him shoot. But his son swallowing a second load-I'll settle for that. Spent, the two get dressed. I give chav a buddy-like stroke on the head. He grins. 'See you around', I smirk, sending them on their way. 'Wonder what chav and his son will get up to next?