Date: Mon, 23 May 2016 08:29:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Victor Herrmann Subject: Running By the Docks Part 4 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Simple as that. Also: I practice safe sex. I don't write about it. Readers: If you like what you're reading, head over to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html and support them. Running by the Docks - Part 4 by Doublehelix26 The next day, Sunday. Sunny out, so I got my 5 miles in early. Just getting back to the house around 10 when I see the chav and his boy loitering outside my building. Chav's face lights up when he sees me. I slow down, breathing heavily (I'm not early 20s anymore?) The chav and his son are in shorts and T-shirts today. Footballer look. Works for me. No need for much talking really. My biggest concern is getting them past the doorman. Again. Mike's his name and Mike's no idiot. He sees everything, knows everyone who lives in the building. It's not so much that I care about his opinion of me. But lately he's been giving me this strange look. 'Not sure if it's a knowing smile and a wink he's been giving me or a 'I know what you're up to, you sick fuck.' Either way, awkward. Well, as it happens, when we head inside, Mike's busy in the back somewhere, his desk sporting a 'Back in 5 minutes' sign. Lucky me. The chav and his son head to the lift with me. I'm soaked with sweat, my shirt clinging to my chest. The chav's shorts are doing nothing to conceal his hard cock. Horny bugger couldn't even wait till we get to my flat. Which we reach soon enough. I strip down to get rid of my wet clothes. No point in showering, I figure. The chav follows me to the living room and strips on the way. By the time he hits the living room, he's naked, hard-on pointing out. His body's every bit as sexy as I remembered it. A mixture of Lynx and faint sweat wafts over to me as his tosses his clothes in a corner. His son is standing behind him, seems unsure what to do. 'You need an invite or something?' chav snaps. Which prompts the boy to strip too. His not-so-little boner sticking up. I point to the sofa and tell the son, 'lie down,' and walk up to the chav, grabbing him by his cock. I lean in real close, brush my lips along the side of his face for a second. To tease him. Squeeze his cock a few times. Hard. He does his heavy breathing thing again, goes all shivery and weak-kneed on me like he's done before. So predictable. But kinda shot. He's horny as hell. I look over to his naked son lying on my sofa. The whisper in chav's ear, 'so, you liked our little snapchat yesterday?' He just nods. And then gives me now of his dirty smiles and says, 'made me cum twice.' Dirty bugger. Tugging on his cock, I walk him over to the sofa. Time to have some fun. 'Turn around, kid,' I command the son, asking him to roll onto his belly. His slim body is stretched out on my sofa, his little butt wiggling around to accommodate his boner underneath. I make the chav kneel down with me by his son's side. Chav's cock is throbbing in my hand. I give him a few strokes. Chav looks at his naked son wiggling in front of him. To the boy I say, 'use your hands, kid, to spread your ass cheeks for us.' I know he knows what I'm talking about 'cause I saw some pics on his phone yesterday. Innocent this boy is not. Sure enough, he readily reaches behind himself and pulls is little butt open. Chav looks at me, unsure what's going on. I swap my hold on his cock my left hand, give him a few reassuring strokes, and then put my right hand behind his head. I push his face down into his son's ass crack. 'Be nice to your son,' I tease. Chav gets with the programme. Fast. He starts licking his son's ass out. Pushing his tongue deep into his son's hole. The boy starts squirming and moaning. He's loving it. Chav is clearly having a good time too. I keep pushing down on his head for good measure, making sure his face is deep in his son's ass. My left hand, slowly stroking the chav's cock has gone moist, a combination of sweat on the chav's cock and droplets of pre-cum forming at the tip of his cock. With each stroke, his foreskin picks up a little bit of pre-cum, smearing it over his cocked in a glistening film. Rimming his son is turning chav on. After a while, I pull the chav up. 'Time to turn around, kid,' I tell the son. He turns on his back. Pointing at his son, I order the chav, 'sit on his face.' Chav give me his 'you dirty bastard smile' but doesn't object. And neither does his son. He lies there on his back, obediently waiting for his dad to kneel over him, facing towards the boys feet, and then sits down, his ass crack in his son's face. The boy has no choice but to start eating his dad's ass. 'Get in there, kid,' I spurn him on. The boy is going at his dad's asshole with his tongue. He must have seen this on some porn site before. Talented kid. The chav is going crazy. Pearls of sweat forming on his face. His glistening cock throbbing in my hand. 'Jerk yourself off, kid,' a command the son. He's more than keen. Eagerly eating his dad's ass, he starts masturbating furiously. I keep stroking the chav, who has a good view of his son's wanking. 'You like this?' I ask and the chav just nods with a broad horny grin. I start stroking him faster now. He's being stimulated by his son's greedy tongue and my strokes. Watching his son jerking off is turning him on too. The son cums first, a few small spurts of boy cum. Which tips the chav over the edge. I yank his cock hard and relentlessly while he shoots eight long lines of warm cum all over his son's body. The boy is getting soaked in cum. Chav is panting. I tease his cock for a short while, his head now super sensitive. Then I pull him off his son. Placing him on all fours in front of the sofa, I shove his face onto his sons belly. Chav is getting his face smeared in his own cum, mixed with his son's. I make sure he facing his son's face. And then I shove my hard cock in his ass. Poor chav has just blown a massive load and must be exhausted. But it's my turn now. My cock slides in easy, chav's hole having been worked over by his son. I fuck him hard and in short stabs. His son is watching, fascinated. He has his dad's head resting on his cum-soaked belly while daddy is getting fucked. Suddenly, the boy has his phone out. Where the hell did he stash that!? Anyway, I can only guess what he's up to. For a second I'm worried about leaving evidence. But then I hear the familiar sounds of Snapchat. No worries there. The chav doesn't even object to being photographed even though he's not in the most flatting position right now? Maybe he's used to it? Enjoying the attention of the camera, I put on a good show. I fuck the chav hard for a few more minutes and then shoot in his ass. I take my time to savour my orgasm, slowing down until the last bit of cum has been deposited deep in the chav's gut. The three of us are filthy with sweat and cum. Maybe that shower would be a good idea now? As I pull out of the chav and he and I are still calming down, our breathing gradually slowing, the boy taps away at his phone. 'Uncle Matt says hi,' he announces (and the chav emits a weak, almost scared groan as if to respond 'oh please no!'). The son smiles. 'Looks like it's his turn to put on a wicked smile: 'Matt wants to come over.