Date: Tue, 13 Feb 2024 15:35:17 +0000 From: Kevin Webster Subject: Son-Swap-1 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty at https://donate.nifty.org Gay / Adult-youth: oral, anal, incest, M+/t+ - - - - - Son-Swap - Part 1 I was 13 years old when my dad asked me to do him a favour. "Roy, a good friend of mine, has a son your age. Would you mind spending the day with him tomorrow, at his house?" It was the second week of the summer holidays and I was already bored. Dan, my best friend, was on holiday in Spain with his parents, so I had no one to play with, or visit. I quickly accepted the task, and my dad dropped me off at Roy's house on his way to work. He did stop long enough to introduced me to Roy, his friend, and Gavin, his son. "Have fun," my dad said to me. "Roy and I will be back around five o'clock, so behave and don't make a mess." Gavin showed me his model car collection, which were all Matchbox models. He then suggested we wrestle, because he was in the amateur wrestling team at school. Fighting and competing were definite not my thing, but I agreed out of politeness. We wrestled on the living-room floor, until we were both hot and sweaty. "Let's do it like the Greeks did it, in ancient Greece," he suggested. "How did they do it?" I asked. "Wearing nothing at all," he said. "In the nude." "That sounds a bit odd," I said, "but why not. Let's give it a go." We took our clothes off and began wrestling again. We were evenly matched, so the wrestling got pretty heated. We tumbled about in unison, and pinned each other down several times. Gavin was very good at getting out of a pin-down. I was less skilful, so he sat on my chest, with his knees on my shoulders, many times. In this position, his cock and ball-sac were right in my face. I thought it was a very sexy thing to have a cock so close to my face, especially a little stiff one. The next time I was on top of him, I pinned him down in the same way. He retaliated by sucking my cock into his mouth. The wrestling match suddenly ended at that point - Gavin and I had found a new game to pursue. He sucked my cock until I climaxed. At 13, I couldn't eject any spunk, so Gavin and I had to settle for a dry climax. Gavin quickly asked me to reciprocate, and I eagerly complied - I just couldn't refuse the boy with the rock-hard stiffy. He lay on his back, so I could get down, between his outstretched legs. Gavin's uncut cock felt so good in my mouth. I was so glad that we had found another game to play. He had a little more pubic hair than me, but other than that, our cocks looked the same. I licked his uncut cock and ran my tongue over his wet cock-head. I then sucked his stem into my mouth, and worked on its length until I was rewarded with a few drops of spunk. We remained naked as we played with each other until lunch. Then, after lunch, Gavin suggested something new. "Why don't we fuck, like the grown-ups do?" he said. I didn't know what he was talking about, but I readily agreed - I didn't want to admit I had no idea what he was talking about. Gavin and I returned to the living-room, where I was told to kneel down and bend over a wooden coffee table. Gavin then got behind me and played with my cock and ball-sac. He licked my arse-crack and blew warm air at my puckered anus. A jar of Vaseline then appeared on the table beside me. "The Vaseline will help," he said, as he greased up his cock and my arsehole. I had a pretty good idea of what was about to happen, and it frightened me; but I didn't want to look wimpy in front of Gavin. "Okay, Kevin," he continued. "Just relax, or it might hurt." He eased my arse-cheeks apart and pressed his hard-standing cock against my anus. I shuddered when his cock-head entered my arsehole. It hurt every time his cock thrust forward, into my arsehole. It wasn't that bad when it pulled back. I bit my lip and endured my very first fuck. And when it was all over, Gavin pulled out and slapped my arse-cheeks. Some 20-minutes later, Gavin was on his knees and bending over the coffee table. I spread his arse-cheeks apart and greased up his puckered anus with Vaseline. I then pushed my Vaseline-coated stiffy into his arsehole. "Nice one," he said. "That feels great!" I couldn't believe how good it felt, or how tight his arse-lips felt around my stem. I fucked him until I squirted a few drops of spunk into his hole. And after that, we had a bath and spent the rest of the afternoon sucking cock. ~ ~ ~ "Did you have a good time?" my dad asked, on the drive home. "Yes! Gavin's great," I said. My father looked at me and smiled. "That's good," he said. "Now, Roy wants you to spend this weekend with him, while I spend the weekend with Gavin. What do you say to that, sport?" I didn't know why the two men would want to swap sons, but I was willing to do it, so I agreed. ~ ~ ~ Come Friday evening, we all met up to have a pizza dinner. And as we left the restaurant, Gavin got into my dad's car and I got into Roy's car. "Okay, Kevin," said Roy, as he drove home. "I want you to call me uncle, or Uncle Roy, from now on. "Okay, Mr. Watson..." I said, as I quickly backtracked. "Okay, Uncle Roy." When we arrived at Roy's house, he led me upstairs and into his bedroom. He then began to undress, as I looked on in amazement. "C'mon, son," he said. "Get those clothes off. Let's see what you look like in the nude." I was astonished to see him take all his clothes off, right there, in front of me. And then to be asked to strip off as well. "Was Gavin getting naked in front of my dad?" I thought. "Chop-chop, son," he said. "Let me see you bare-arsed. Quick now!" Mr. Watson, a.k.a. Uncle Roy, was a tall, thin man in his late 30s. He had short, blond hair and was quite good-looking. His flaccid cock was impressively long, with a foreskin that went beyond the end of his cock-head by a good half-inch. The man's cock looked like a large, pink earthworm. And his hairless ball-sac was truly massive. Without thinking, I began to undress as Roy got into bed and held the covers up for me to join him. The minute I was naked, I got into Roy's bed. He quickly flung the covers over me and pulled me close. I then felt his growing cock poking me in the crotch. I was truly overwhelmed when he kissed me on the lips, and then stuck his tongue into my mouth. A minute or so later, he disappeared under the covers and began sucking my cock, until it produced a few drops of spunk. It tickled when his tongue licked the tip of my cock-head clean. He then reappeared and forced me under the covers. I was guided down and put to work, with his hand on the back of my head. Needless to say, my lips were soon in contact with his rubbery foreskin. In the gloom, I watched as he pulled the foreskin back to expose his shiny cock-head. My tongue licked his cock; and then, a few seconds later, the man was face-fucking me. "Suck my dick, son," he purred. "Make me fill up your mouth with spunk." It was all I could do to get his big, fat cock into my mouth. I found it strange that his foreskin was so loose, and that it slipped up and down the shaft so easily. I was bobbing my head up and down quickly. Then suddenly, he placed his hand on the back of my head again and forced my nose against his pubic bone. I had never tasted a man's spunk before, and as I tried to swallow his seed, I gagged. While we lay side by side later, he placed my hand on his cock and took hold of mine. We stroked each other until we both had erections again. "I want to fuck you, son," he said. "Are you okay with that? It's going to hurt." "It looks far too big to fit, Uncle Roy," I whimpered. "Let's suck cock instead." "No," he said. "If Gavin can handle it, so can you. Just relax and I'll take it real slow. Right, let's fuck that hole." The size of his cock frightened me, but there was nothing I could do to stop him. He pulled me to the centre of the bed, on my back, and knelt between my legs. "Lift your legs up, son," he ordered, "and keep 'em spread apart. Hold 'em in place with your hands, if need be, but keep 'em up and apart." He reached for a jar of Vaseline and greased up my arsehole. He then pulled back the foreskin and greased up his cock-head with plenty of the lubricant. After he tossed the jar aside, he took hold of my ankles and rested my heels against his shoulders, before penetrating my arsehole. It was a good thing that Gavin had been there first. I doubt that I could have endured being fucked by Roy otherwise. As it was, I was sobbing like a baby as he broaden my horizons and filled me up with spunk. ~ ~ ~ "What did it feel like, son?" he asked afterwards. "It felt real tight at this end." "It bloody hurt!" I snapped, between sobs. "And it still does." "Good, good," he said. "You'll get use to it, son. And you'll get to like it as well. Trust me." I was going off this sex lark, but I knew Roy was going to keep me at it all weekend. He was going to keep me naked and available at all times. "Is my dad fucking Gavin, Uncle Roy?" I asked. "Is he arse-fucking your son?" "Yes, Kevin," he replied. "Old Frank is screwing Gavin right now. In fact, Gavin is being screwed by Frank, Howard and Paul, and maybe Jack." "What!" I snapped. "Three or four men?" "Yes. They're having a party with his sweet arse," he replied. "He usually gets screwed here, most weekends, but we moved the venue when your arse was mentioned." "So, he's being fucked at my house? By three or four men? And my dad is one of them?" "Yes, yes, yes," sighed Roy. "It's all questions with you. If you want to know more, there's a box of photos downstairs of Gavin being humped by the crew." "Lummy!" I barked. "There's an actual crew? How big a crew? How big?" "Well over a dozen," he sighed. "And you're going to meet them all, so you better get that arse into gear." I went to ask another question, but Roy's glare shut me up. I was going to be fucked by a dozen or so men, at parties, in front of cameras. "Maybe this sex lark might be worth doing after all," I thought. ~ ~ ~ In the morning, Roy woke me up when he took off to have a piss. While he was gone, I checked the bed sheet under me and found no blood, just a spunk stain and a hint of shit. "Would you like to pee?" he asked, when he returned. "Yes," I replied. I got up and apologised for the spunk spot on the sheet. "Don't worry," he said. "These sheets will be covered in stains before the weekend's over." He followed me into the bathroom and stood behind me; and then held my cock while I peed. When I finished, he washed my cock and arsehole with a warm flannel. After breakfast, and still naked, we returned to the bedroom to fuck again: doggy-style this time. We spent the rest of the day sucking and fucking in the bedroom; and on Sunday, we did the same.