Date: Sun, 22 May 2011 16:25:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Jared White <email@example.com> Subject: Finally Doing Doogie - Part 2 TakeOneForTheTeam This story includes depictions of sex between an adult male and a young boy. If you're not old enough to read this story, don't -- though if you're here already you're probably not going to listen to me. So whatever. Hope you enjoy yourself. If this is illegal where you live, move. Because that would suck. So, move, then read the story! This is a work of FICTION. Don't know why I need to tell people that, but there you go. I LOVE FEEDBACK. So please write me at firstname.lastname@example.org to let me know what you think, how hard you came, etc. Of course, flames will be ignored. Also open for plot ideas so if your mind goes anywhere during the reading of this, feel free to let me know. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FROM LAST TIME: The second drycum barely finished, Johnny's hand went into overdrive pounding the cum covered 4 inch boner into submission. Doogie thrashed so much he looked to almost be having a seizure. "Daddy!!! It's...it's doing it agaaaaaaain!" and with those words Johnny pressed an already prepared finger into his son's cum covered hole. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Doogie screamed as a third drycum sweeped over his body. He thrashed and thrashed. And then all went dark as his oversexed body and mind lost consciousness. Doogie woke up the next morning tightly snuggled in his bed. He was confused. It was a night of weird dreams that he could only barely put together. He smelled the coffee daddy always made first thing and knew his father was awake so he pulled himself out of his bed and maneuvered his still-sleepy naked body into the kitchen. "Hey sport! How'd you sleep?" Johnny was nonchalant but with incredible fear inside. His fear was alleviated when his darling boy smiled up at his beloved father and plopped down in a chair to eat his cereal. "Slept OK," Doogie said through spoonfulls of Lucky Charms. "Some really weird dreams though. Like, I can't remember them but they are still, like there, and stuff. You know?" Johnny looked intensely at his son. "Doogie, were they good weird, or bad weird?" Doogie thought for a second, and then smiled at his father. "Good weird. Definitely good weird." One year later Johnny now stood at his 10 year old son's door. He hadn't touched the boy since that night but the experience had opened up something in him. He had tried to suppress the feelings of lust but could do it anymore. He needed to have his son. And tonight, Doogie was going to be all his. AND NOW ON WITH THE STORY: Johnny slowly crept to the side of his sleeping boy's bed, a backpack in his hand. He knelt down, lying the bag on the floor next to Doogie's bed and moved so his face was even with his son's. Doogie's eyes were closed as his chest slowly moved up and down with his deep breathes. "So innocent," Johnny thought to himself as another large drop of precum oozed from his cock. "And so fucking hot." It was time to get started. The man opened the backpack and looked inside at the assortment of items inside. Johnny had been thinking about this for months and had planned accordingly. Hours were spent on-line and in sex shops researching the world of sex, a world he barely knew a thing about. Reaching in to the bag, Johnny pulled the first item he wanted to try -- a bottle of poppers. Johnny had discovered poppers from reading a story on-line about taking a cock for the first time. A quick trip to a porn store later, he was locked in his room flying high and stroking his 8"cock. Cumming while sniffing that stuff had been one of the most intense feelings of his life and as he thought about the altered state it left his mind in -- a state where the only thing that mattered was his cock and making it cum -- he knew it could be a useful tool in seducing his son. Johnny opened the bottle and lifted it to his nose, letting the chemical rush flood his body and mind. Already feeling the haze wash over him, he then held right under Doogie nose and watched as his 10 year old boy unknowingly took his first hit of poppers. As the vapors entered his nose, the boy let out a soft gasp in his sleep and his face flushed. Johnny heart was beating so fast he thought it might explode. Taking another hit then leaving the open bottle next to Doogie's bed, Johnny's boy-molesting hand started to gently fondle his son. For the second time in his life, Johnny held the young, immature cock of his beautiful son in his hand and squeezed the shaft, feeling it throb in his hand. Doogie's innocent, virgin dick was soft and hard at the same time as Johnny used two fingers to gently stroke the boy's meat. Doogie's body tightened in his sleep and his head turned in the direction of the open poppers bottle, giving the boy a whiff with each sleeping breath. The feel of his boy's cock, the smell of the poppers, the sound of the quickened breath of Doogie all created an unbearable lust inside of Johnny. He lowered his head and took his first cock, his son's cock, into his mouth. At first, he just held the throbbing smooth shaft in his mouth with his lips wrapped tightly around the base. His eyes were focused up, looking at the sleeping face of his son. Doogie's face was flushed and a little sweat had started to bead on his forehead. The poppers were still doing their work. Johnny turned his attention to the 4 inch stalk of boy cock resting on his tongue. He began to suck cock for the first time, massaging the young penis with his strong tongue, moving up and down with a slow, strong suction. Spit started dripping down the thin, hard shaft and tight drawn up balls as Doogie gasped in his sleep, taking another huge popper hit that caused his sleeping body to flush. Knowing his son would surely not sleep through much more molestation, Johnny reluctantly pulled his mouth from his boy's cock. Standing, he grabbed two rags from his bag and another bottle of poppers. He doused the rags with the acrid smelling liquid, laid one on either side of Doogie's head and set the bottle next to the open bottle next to Doogie's head. Between the rags and the two still open bottles, Johnny was hoping to keep his son in a constant state of foggy-headed horniness while his father enjoyed his body. To complete his preparations, Johnny pulled out a sleeping mask and gently put it on Doogie, preemptively blinding him for when he woke up, and bound his son's hand to the bed posts with handkerchiefs. Now ready to really begin, Johnny crouched at the side of Doogie bed, lowered his head and devoured his small boy cock. The time for subtlety was over. Johnny sucked voraciously on his little angel's meat, sometimes focusing on the tip, sometimes taking it as deep it would go, sometimes pulling his tight little balls into his mouth as well. Doogie's entire crotch quickly became wet from the spit pooling out of his father's son-sucking mouth. It would be the rare man or boy who could sleep through such a vigorous attach and Doogie was no exception. As his daddy gave him his first blow job his body stirred and came to life. Just as Doogie woke, Johnny pulled his mouth away and waited. Doogie woke foggy headed, bound and blind. "Wh...whats...Daddy!!! DADDY!!! HELP!!!" Doogie struggled weakly against his binds, breathing in deeply, taking more and more whiffs of poppers with each and every breath. "Doogie, stop. Calm down. I'm here," Johnny responded, in as measured a voice as possible. He had almost shot without touching himself watching his son's tight body tighten and struggle. "Daddy! I feel all funny and weird...and...am I tied up? Daddy...my head is...mmmm...weird...I can't see..." Doogie stammered. The amyl fog his head was swimming through was making it difficult for him to communicate. "Shhh son. It's alright. I walked in to check up on you and saw you had a problem. Daddy is going to make it all better." Johnny stood and moved to the head of Doogie's bed, his hard throbbing 8 inches of daddy meat now pointing right at Doogie's mouth. "I have some medicine, some...techniques that can help you, but you had to be restrained and blindfolded. It will work better that way." "But daddy.." Doogie muttered. "You trust me, don't you son?" Johnny asked as he slowly jacked his dick a mere two inches away from Doogie's lips. "Y...yes daddy. But...what is wrong with me?" Johnny reached down and took Doogie's boy cock in his strong grip and squeezed. "This, son. It's been getting like this for a while now I've noticed. Daddy is going to show you how to take care of it, how to make it go down." Doogie gasped as his father's strong hand caressed his tender young meat. "Uhnnn...da...daddy...th...that feels funny..." Doogie moaned as Johnny slowly jacked his cock. "That's alright son. Here is some medicine to help you." Johnny picked up the popper bottle and held it right under Doogie's nose. "Now breathe in deep through your nose son and hold your breath for 3 seconds, then let it out. After you breath it out, keep your mouth wide open." Doogie could smell the acrid fumes and didn't want to inhale...but he trusted his daddy. Doogie inhaled the fumes deep inside him and held them there, counting to three in his head. Then let his breath out with a deep sigh, keeping his mouth wide open, just like daddy told him. The stuff sure made his head feel funny and his heart was beating like a jackhammer. Johnny watched his son taking the popper hit and made sure his cock was perfectly lined up. He needed to bust a nut to ease the pressure in his aching balls and there was nowhere else it was going except in Doogie's mouth. As Doogie held his breath, Johnny took his own hit of poppers and as Doogie exhaled, he thrust his cock forward into the warm wet mouth of his son. "Mmph..mmmm....mmmamaaammmy..." Doogie muffled cries came as a large warm fleshy tube was pushed between his lips. "Shhh..D...D...Doogie..." Johnny stammered as he watched his boy's lips stretch around the flared circumcised of his cock. "Just relax and keep your mouth open...and...oh god...umm...I'm going to inject some medicine that you have to be a good boy and swallow...uh...can you do that for me...for me son..." Doogie was both afraid and nervous but wanted to be strong for his daddy. So he nodded his head. "That's...that's a good boy...n..now I need you keep your teeth covered...the tube is very sensitive. I'm going to push a little more into your mouth now...uh...and I need you to suck...the medicine is in there good and deep so you need to suck it out of me...I mean...oh fuck...it...suck it out..." And so it was that Doogie's mouth was slowly invaded by the thick meat of his Dad's cock for the first time. Doogie was a good boy and did exactly was his father told him. He sucked on that tube. When daddy put that weird smelling stuff under his nose again he sucked even harder, his mind fogging up. The stuff made sucking on that tube real fun! And you know, he sucked even harder when his daddy gripped his young immature dick in his strong hands. Doogie was now slobbering and sucking just like any good young cock whore should. "Oh...oh...oh god son. That's right. Oh fuck that's right. You're going to...you're going to get the medicine real soon...oh my god...oh my god..." Johnny was slowly humping his All-American cock in to Doogie's wet sucking mouth. He never imagined his first blow job would actually come from his own son, and the realization hit him like a train. One last hit of poppers was all it took. "Fuck Doogie! It's coming...I'm cumming...FUCK...SWALLOW IT ALL....FUUUUUUUUCK!" Johnny's cries echoed through the room and Doogie felt a thick, warm salty liquid squirt into his mouth. First he wanted to gag, but when he got another whiff of that weird stuff in the bottle, his mind fogged up again and all he wanted to do was swallow it. Swallow every drop of that hot warm stuff that was filling his mouth up. Swallow he did. He didn't know why his father was making such a racket, but he didn't care. The stuff tasted too good! He kept sucking hard to try to get more which caused poor Johnny's overstimulated cock to spurt even more jizz into his boy's mouth. But something else was happening to Doogie. He had been feeling a tightness in his young balls ever since his father grabbed his boydick and now the tightness was spreading throughout his groin, into his stomach, even down to his pick hairless hole. As his father was filling his mouth with the "medicine", it got even worse. When his father gave him a final hit of poppers, his body exploded. "Hmph...hmph...hmmmm....mmmmmammmmeee! HMPHHHH!!!!!" Doogie tried to yell out, but the tube was still there. His body seized and then shook, then seized, then shook and Doogie's young cock exploded in an enormous dry orgasm. Feeling his son's cock spasm in his hand, attempting to shoot liquid that didn't exist yet, Johnny's passion inflamed. His cock, which had slightly softened in Doogie's mouth, sprang back to a full erection, causing it to pop free of Doogie's mouth, allowing his voice to return to him. "Daddy!!! Daddy! W....weird...I...uuuuhh...f.f...eel weird!" Johnny needed to feel his boy's immature fuckstick throbbing in his mouth. So he simply lowered his head, laying his hard, muscled body over his son's tight thin one, and swallowed it completely. "Daddyyyyy!!! Whuuu...what....what ...oh...oh..." Doogie cried out as his throbbing, orgasming piece of young cock was enveloped in a warm, wet place that sucked, sucked, sucked relentlessly. His body shuddered and shook, straining against the restraints that held him firmly to the bed. "I...uh...I...can't...feels....have...to...pee....Daddy!!!!!" Johnny did not relent. He couldn't. His mind was in a haze. Sucking hard and fast on his son's cock, he held the popper bottle to Doogie's nose so he would have to inhale from it with every breath. As his son again surrendered to the Amyl vapors, he reached under Doogie with his other hand and gripped his butt, pushing it in rhythm with his mouth, fucking his son's smooth 4 inch cock in and out of his mouth. The throbbing of Doogie's orgasm had subsided, but his erection had not. In fact it seemed harder and longer than ever. Listening to Doogie's squeals, he sucked as hard as he could on that small almost-purple cock, trying to get Doogie off again. Knowing his boy was flying high as a kite at the moment, there was one thing he had to try, something he knew would make Doogie explode again. Doogie was indeed above the clouds, barely able make intelligible words. Loud squeals and moans of "Da...da...my...gosh...uh....uh...UUHHHH!" could be heard but Doogie was aware of making them. His thing felt better than ever had before and his stomach felt all full of butterflies. He could feel something on his butt...a hand?...but not being able to see, he couldn't be sure. What he could feel was something wet though...on his butthole!! And then...something skinny and hard pushed in, deep. "DADDYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!" Doogie wailed, as he felt his virgin boy ass being invaded for the first time. Johnny almost shot another wad without touching himself as he felt Doogie's tight ass clamp around his finger. Ignoring his son's shouts and moans, he dug deep for that little nub he had read about. Immature in a boy of 10, but certainly there to be found. After several thrusts of his finger in and out and merciless digging around, he found it. He sucked Doogie's small cock and tightly pulled up ball-sack in to his mouth and sucked as hard as he could as he fingered little Doogie's hard prostate with as much pressure as he could. The affect was immediate. "AHHHHHHH HEH NNNNNNN....NNNNNOOOOO.....GOOOOD....FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Doogie screamed as his body went into what would have looked to be a seizure if you didn't know he was experience the most intense orgasm any 10 year old had ever felt. It felt like his entire body was spasming and the pleasure was so intense he thought he might pass out. His little ass instinctively pumped up and down, fucking his cock in to that warm wet place while fucking his ass on the invading digit at the same time. Johnny was in heaven as his little angel started to orgasm in his mouth. He felt the little cock swell and throb, once, twice in his mouth. The third throb is when it happened. The small hole on the end of Doogie's dick opened and the most delicious clear, sticky stream spurted out. Johnny's eyes went wide as he realized what had just happened. He increased his suction and then -- nirvana. The boys balls opened their flood gates and out rushed spurt after spurt of thin, clear boy juice. Johnny was vaguely aware of Doogie's shouts of "What's h..fuck...my cock...my cock feels weird Daddy!!!!" but ignored then as he focused on draining every last drop of nut from his son. He could never have even hoped that Doogie would be able to produce the nectar currently shooting from his cock and Johnny wasn't going to miss a drop. After Doogie's cock stopped throbbing from the assault of back-to-back cums, Johnny slid his mouth off the boy cock and stood on shaky legs to look down on his boy. Doogie's body relaxed in to the bed. His cock was still rock hard and pointing up, his balls still pulled in tight. The small circumcised piece of boy meat was wet with spit and dark in color from its use. Sticky, clear boy cum was still leaking from the tip. Doogie spoke first, "Am I better now Daddy? Did you fix me?" Johnny looked down at his own throbbing boned up meat. "No son, not yet," he said as he climbed on the bed between Doogie's legs. "There is still one more thing Daddy needs to do." He pushed Doogie's legs apart and lifted them up. "D...daddy?" Doogie stammered in an uncertain way. Johnny pushed the boy's legs further up and apart exposing the smooth tight pink hole. "DADDY???" Doogie exclaimed as nervousness filled him. Johnny could only murmer... "Just one more thing..." TO BE CONTINUED As I said before, I love any and all feedback, so feel free to write me at email@example.com and reference the story title or nifty. I try to respond to everyone who writes. If you like this story, I have another series posted on nifty called "Jordan's Talents" in the incest section and one in Adult/Youth called "It was an accident".