Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2011 17:12:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Jared White <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Finally Doing Doogie - Part 3 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 email@example.com 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 PART 2 After Doogie's cock stopped throbbing from the assault of a dry cum and his first wet cum back to back, 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. <p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; "><font size="3"><font face="Calibri">Doogie spoke first, "Am I better now Daddy? Did you fix me?" he panted in a weak, worn voice. 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. "DADDY???" Doogie exclaimed as nervousness filled him. Johnny could only murmer... <p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; "><font size="3"><font face="Calibri">"Just one more thing..." </font></p> AND NOW THE GRAND FINALE </font></p> Doogie's body ached and his young cock throbbed as his father pushed his legs up and apart. His brain was all fuzzy and he finding it hard to think clearly. He was nervous but not scared. Doogie trusted his father with all of his heart and deep down he believed Johnny was just doing what was best for him. What little thought was able to process in his popper-fuzzed brain was lost when he felt a warm, wet pressure being applied to his little smooth asshole. It was an insistent, pushing, probing pressure that caused intense pulses of pleasure to sweep over his tight ten year old body. All he could do was moan. "UUUUNNGGGHHH GOOOOOOD...SOOOO GOOOD...." Doogie drawled as, unknown to him, he received the first rim job of his young life. <p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; "><font size="3"><font face="Calibri">Johnny had never eaten ass but a primal desire was driving him. He slobbered and licked, his long strong tongue pushing at his son's tight little ass, begging for entry. His muffled moans of "Oh god, oh god oh holy fucking god" could barely be heard over the squeals coming from his son. The highest, loudest squeal of all came when the impatient tongue gained entrance. Johnny's tongue burrowed in and was immediately locked down on by Doogie's hot, pulsing virgin hole. "DADDYYYYYYYY!" Doogie wailed as yet another new sensation, the sensation of a tongue penetrating his hole and wiggling around like an out of control eel, invaded his body. If Johnny didn't have such a strong grip on him, Doogie's shaking body would certainly have fallen back to the bed. He could feel strong hands pulling his small butt cheeks even further apart, stretching his hole and accentuating the sensations even further. From his position, Johnny could see his little soldier's pleasure filled face, but due to the sleeping mask, not his eyes. His mind clouded by lust, he decided it was time for his son to truly join in, to truly see what was being done to him. So with that thought, and without removing his tongue from the tight clasp of Doogie's boyhole, Johnnys reached up and pulled the sleeping mask from Doogie's face and untied his arms. At first, Doogie didn't even notice that he now could see and move. The world still seemed dark. As his eyes adjusted though he saw the strangest sight. As his hips were being lifted up, he was staring at his own throbbing erection which looked bigger and darker than he ever remember seeing it. Then his eyes focused and saw a face between his spread legs, well, half a face. He was staring in to the eyes of his own father. Connections were slowly created as that strong, wet force was still pressing in to his tiny puckered asshole. Doogie couldn't see his dad's mouth, but he knew it was open and his tongue was burrowing into his hole. He also knew that it felt fucking amazing. "What...d...d...daddy...what...uh uh uh...fuck...daddy..." Doogie stammered as another jolt of intense pleasure coursed through him. His small cock was so hard and throbbing he thought it might break off if touched. Johnny took a breather and pulled his tongue from the tight grip of his young son's ass. Still keeping Doogie's ass lifted in the air with one hand he used his other to grab the bottle of poppers on the nightstand. While moving it to Doogie's nose, he said, "Dad's is rimming your hole, son. He's burying his pervert tongue deep inside of you." Doogie's eyes widened at his father's filthy talk. "You're..rim...you're..." Doogie trailed off as he breathed. Popper fumes instantly filled his brain, fogging him up and making him feel tingly all over. "Rimming your hole. Driving his pedo tongue into your ass." Johnny said again, taking light licks of the smooth pink hole between words. "Tell me what I'm doing Doogie. Tell me." With that Johnny drove his tongue back in, his hand accidentally spilling the amyl liquid all over the bed. Fumes filled the room. "AAAAAGH FUUUUCK DAD. You're...uh uh uh...you're rim...rimming my...gosh gosh gosh...my hole. You're...good good...oh my gosh...driving your...pedo tongue into my...UUUUHHHH...my ass...." Doogie finally was able to say through his popper haze and the tongue working relentless at opening him up. And it was working as with each inhale of poppers and each push of Johnny's tongue, the ring slowly was opening up. "Tongue...in... me...so...good...so fucking...goooooood," the young boy moaned in that delightful high pitched voice of his, eyes tightly shut in sheer pleasure, barely registering how his father was moving into a new position. It clicked when he felt the pressure of his dad's knees on either side of him on the bed. Doogie's eyes flew open and he was greeted with the site of his muscular, All-American dad's ass spread just inches from his face. Johnny's tongue stayed buried in Doogie's ass as he shifted position to a classic "rimming 69". He was about to attempt to get his son to return the favor when the little tyke took the initiative. <p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; "><font size="3"><font face="Calibri">Doogie could see his father's ass spread and stared at the light blond dusting of hair in his crack. The hair seemed to lead him right to his father's tight, slightly musty asshole. Doogie had never seen a butthole before and certainly would never have thought to do something as gross as licking one. But the triple attack of a tongue up his own little hole, the constant popper high he was in and the musty odor wafting towards him from his dad's ass (a smell making him almost as high as the poppers) made him act without thinking. He leaned his head forward and attacked his dad's asshole with his tongue. Johnny's head flew up as he felt his asshole being licked for the first time. His hard thick 8 inch cock drooled a river of precum all over his son's chest at the sensation. "Good boy...g...god...good fucking boy Doogie. Eat it...eat your dad's ass son. You're...fuck...you're doing great sport...try...yeah...fucking try to get your tongue inside me...up your perverted father's ass. FUCK!" The last word of his speech being shouted as indeed his son was able to spear his tongue directly into the tight muscled ring of Johnny's virgin asshole. Doogie lapped his tongue inside of Johnny's ass like a starving boy, barely conscious of what he was doing. He was entirely wrapped up in his lust and no actual thought existed anymore. As his son rimmed out his hole, Johnny used his hands to pull Doogie's asscheeks apart, stretching the smooth tight hole between them. He placed both his index fingers on Doogie's asshole and applied a bit of pressure, pushing both fingers inside the clenching muscle. Doogie gasped into his father's hole as he felt his ass being invaded again. This time though Johnny had two fingers pushing into him. And this time he used those two fingers to slowly pull his boy's hole open. Once there was space between the two digits, his tongue lapped between them, burrowing deeper into his son than ever. "Mmmppphhh..mmmmm....mmmmaaaaaeeeee...." Doogie squeeled, sounds muffled by Johnny's ass. The pressure felt weird, but the feeling in his head, that constant swimming, buzzing, high feeling, seemed to keep it from hurting. He felt full, and when Johnny inserted his tongue, he felt amazing. The stretching of his little hole burned a bit but in a good way almost. Even when his father started using two fingers of each hand to stretch him it didn't hurt that bad. It just made him feel full and very, very hot. So while moaning like a two bit slut, Doogie kept licking his father's asshole like it was the best candy in the world as Johnny was slowly opening his hole with his large, strong fingers. "Good Doogie...good son...shit...that's it." Johnny moaned as his fingers opened his son's ass. Doogie's hole was now an open, sweaty, spit filled mess as Johnny's fingers played with it while constantly dribbling saliva inside. Both Doogie's cock and his own were rigid as could possibly be and Johnny's knew it was time to bust another nut. This one though was reserved for 8 inches inside Doogie's twitching virgin boyhole. And so it was that Johnny pulled his spit soaked asshole from Doogie's tongue and swiveled back between Doogie's legs, allowing his back to lower to the bed but keeping his legs spread wide. Doogie looked up at his father completely dazed, eyes burning with a soul possessing horniness that threatened to overtake him. His little 4 inches of boycock was throbbing and instinctively he reached for it. Johnny quickly grabbed his hand and moved it away. He pinned Doogie's arms behind his head, holding his wrists in a gentle but firm manner against the mattress. "Soon, son. You'll get to bust your little nuts soon. First Daddy has something he needs to do. Do you know what that is son?" Johnny's thick, circumcised cock head was throbbing right at the entrance of Doogie's hole. "Do you know what I'm going to do?" Doogie's mind raced through all the dirty words he had learned from his father. He knew one of the just had to be the right answer. Finally he settled on the one that just sounded best. "You're...you're going to...umm...fuck me?" Doogie timidly replied. Johnny's response was to shove 4 inches of raw man meat into little Doogie smooth pink hole. "Whuuu..." Doogie's eyes went wide as the breath was knocked out of him and his already stretched, wet hole was stretched even further. Then it hit. "Ow...Daaad...ow ow ow ...no...uh...hurts....Daaaadyyy!!!" Johnny barely heard his boy. His head, both his heads actually, were locked on the pleasure that tight pulsing hole provided. His eyes locked with his son's pleading eyes and pushed forward again, spearing another 2 inches of young daddy meat into Doogie's virgin ass. "OOOOOOOOWWWW DAAAAAAD!!!!!" Doogie moaned. Johnny quickly leaned forward to hover his face above his son's and pulled the poppers soaked sheet between their noses. "Breath Doogie...breath..." Johnny moaned. Doogie did as his father told him and, with clenched teeth, breathed in deep through his nose as his father slammed forward to bury his entire fat cock deep inside his boy. Doogie could feel the air being knocked out of him and he opened his mouth to yell - then the poppers hit and a high pitched moan came out instead. As his father started to slowly fuck him, Doogie body shook and shuddered. He was trapped between Johnny's naked body and the bed, unable to move. With each breath he inhaled the acrid aroma of the poppers and with each thrust of his dad's cock his little hole started to open and the pain started morphing into pleasure. That spot inside of him was being pummeled by Johnny's cock head with each inward stroke and a bizarre pressure began to build in Doogie groin and ass. Then it reached a level so high that Doogie couldn't help but yell... "FUCK ME DAD!!! FUCK FUCK!!! DO IT!! PLEEEASE!!! HARDER!!! OH FUCK!!!!!" Johnny couldn't believe how quickly his son had taken to cock up his ass and he wasn't about to begrudge him his request. He started to pound Doogie's tight little hole with as much power as he could, taking a hole for the first time since his own son was conceived. "That's right son...take my cock. Milk my fucking pervert cock with your ass!! Good....fucking....boy!" "Oh god dad!! Fuck fuck fuck!!! Pervert cock!! Fucking me!!! Daaaaaad!!!!" If anyone walked by the window the sound of a father ploughing his 10 year old son would have been unmistakable. Even though he had just cum, Johnny knew he wasn't going to last long in the tight, velvet grip of his son's asshole. He folded Doogie's body over so his little cock was pointed straight down at his own face and so Johnny would be able to really piledrive his huge load deep into his son's bowels. Doogie's moaning increased as his father entered the home stretch. The feelings in his groin increased three-fold. "D...d...daaad! My cock feels....funny....uh fuck...really weird....daaad....like....oh fuck fuck fuck!!!" "Let it go son...just...fucking hell...just let it go...let daddy see your load fly...fucking do it Doogie...cum for your fucking pervert father!" Johnny's balls completely retracted to the base of his cock as he watched his son's balls do the same thing. The small cock was bouncing and throbbing all by itself and the boy's balls had all but disappeared. The relentless pounding of the ten year old boy's prostate was about to pay off. "Fuck me daddy!!! Fuck me!! It's...oh gosh gosh gosh...it's gonnaaaa....happen...oh oh oh FUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" And happen it did. As Johnny rammed his right-on-the-edge cock repeatedly up his ass, Doogie little prick stated to squirt clear, sticky boycum all over Doogie's scrunched up face. Every time his mouth opened to moan droplets would fall into Doogie's mouth, The death grip this created on Johnny's cock pushed him over the edge as well. "I'm gonna fucking cum sport. Gonna fucking breed your fucking little hole. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" Johnny bottomed out into his son and did just that -- shot after shot of thick man cum squirted in to Doogie's asshole. So much in fact that Doogie's little ass couldn't hold it. As Johnny's continued to thrust through the best orgasm of his life, his cum dripped from the no-longer-virgin hole and ran down over Doogie's balls and still dripping cock. Three drops fell on to Doogie's face and lips. Dazed and shaking, Johnny allowed Doogie's body to lower back down on the bed, which allowed his cock to slowly pull from the incredibly tight hole it had been in. Johnny lay on the bed and pulled his beautiful son to his body. Doogie laid his head on his father's muscular chest and slowly started to drift to sleep. No words passed between the two. None needed to be said. As Johnny stroked Doogie's hair he noticed the white cum on his cheek. He gathered it on his finger and brought it to Doogie's mouth. Half asleep, Doogie sucked his father's finger in to his mouth and cleaned the cum that had brought him into the world from it. Then, he fell promptly to sleep. The last thing Johnny thought before joining his son in dreamland was, "I finally did it. I finally did Doogie." A light breeze from the open window drifted across their naked bodies as a very satisfied and a very satisfied boy slept in each other's arms. As I said before, I love any and all feedback, so feel free to write me at firstname.lastname@example.org 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".