MY LITTLE DICK


                              by John P

                           Copyright© 2011


Chapter 5

We lay on the settee, Mike's cock remaining deep inside me. He
had rolled over and taken me with him so that he still lay behind
me and we both watched as Mike's father led Dad by the hand to
the other settee. Dad's bottom looked very inviting in his blue
knickers and Mike whispered in my ear, "I'd love to see you in
knickers, John. You'd look sensational." I blushed at that
comment but I was pleased all the same. He kissed my cheek and
the top of my head as he cuddled me and I felt so warm and safe
with his arm wrapped around me.

Mr. Connor, Gordon, stopped beside the settee and took Dad into
his arms and as we boys watched, he kissed him, forcing his
tongue between his lips. As they kissed, Gordon's hands went
behind Dad and into the back of his knickers, stroking his taut
buttocks. His naked hard cock pressed against Dad's belly and his
balls pressed hard against his blue knickers.

It was only a matter of moments before Dad slid his hand between
them and he felt Gordon's hard shaft with his fingers. Mr.
Connor's substantial frame highlighted the difference between
them, my father being only slight in comparison, but it looked
right as my father seemed more demure and feminine than the manly
Gordon.

"Do you want to take me, Gordon?" my father asked softly, his
head now resting on Gordon's shoulder. He nibbled Gordon's ear as
the big man's hands played with the crease between Dad's buttocks
and he replied, "Not yet, Jackie, you have more to do first."
Hearing my father being called Jackie reminded me that Granddad
had called him that when they had sex together. Hmm, the female
equivalent of Jack. It seemed appropriate.

Mike was watching our parents avidly too and he had moved his
hand from around my chest and cupped my little dick and balls in
his hand. As he gently fondled my sex, he whispered, "Don't they
look good together?" and I had to agree. The man feeling up the
woman in his arms, the woman stroking the man's cock in
expectation of copulation later. It all seemed so... right, so
natural.

We watched them fondle each other and as Mike made my little
willy hard, I swear I could feel something happening inside me.
There it was again. Mike's big cock was stiffening inside me!
Seeing our fathers enjoying sex together was turning us both on
but it was Mike who seemed to getting more out of the sight of
them.

He kissed my ear and whispered, "Will you promise me something?"
and when I answered, "Anything!" he kissed me again and
whispered, "Will you wear knickers for me too?" I loved him and
he had just made love to me properly, the first one to fuck my
little bottom. How could I refuse him? If he had asked me to
stand on my head, I would have done it for him.

I whispered back, "I'll wear anything you like, Mike, anytime you
want me to." He knew that I was besotted with him and I would do
anything to keep his interest in me alive. Remembering the
pictures of Dad in girly clothes, I asked, not altogether
seriously, "Do you want me in a miniskirt too?" and I smiled.
Imagine my surprise when he said, "Yes, that might be nice," and
suddenly his ardour increased. He wasn't joking!

As we whispered to each other, our eyes remained fixed on the
couple who stimulated each other 10 feet away. They were no
longer interested in us, their attention completely on each other
and to be honest, I was really pleased for Dad. Earlier today was
the first time that Dad and I had done anything sexual with each
other and in that short time, I had learned so much about him. I
saw him now as the sexual being that he had always been but I had
never considered him in that light before this morning when he
comforted me.

"It's time to suck, Jackie," said Gordon softly and my father
knew what he had to do. He sank to his knees and the cock which
he had found so attractive was now only inches from his lips. He
kissed the big knob, his tongue snaking out to lick the pre-cum
which oozed from it's pee-slit. His tongue then licked Gordon's
entire knob and the substantial shaft which was hard and pulsing
to his heartbeat.

The hirsute Gordon stood with his legs apart as Dad continued his
oral worship but when Gordon held his cock up against his belly,
Dad went down to lick the big hairy ball-sac which contained the
man's large balls. As he moved his head to lick all around them,
Gordon let go of his cock and it rested on Dad's face. The
pre-cum which continued to stream from his knob was being smeared
on Dad's face and soon it looked very shiny on his nose and
cheeks. When he took one of the man's large balls into his mouth,
Dad's cheeks swelled out with the size of it.

Behind me, Mike whispered, "Look at him, John. He's fantastic
with my dad's cock. And look at the hard little cock in his
knickers! Wow!"

Mike's fingers were still slowly wanking me but his cock had
hardened inside my bottom and his hips had started to make short
fucking movements. He was getting hot by watching what Dad did
with his father and, what's more, he seemed to be fixated on
Dad's sexy knickers. What was it with men and their desire to see
boys and men in knickers? Suddenly I remembered the dirty talk I
had used earlier and I wondered if it would work on Mike. I
decided to try it.

"Please, mister, if I wear my little knickers, you won't pull
them down, will you? You won't put your big thing inside my
bottom, will you? Huh, mister?"

Mike's hand cupped my balls and he suddenly hunched forward,
pushing his hardening cock deeper inside me. Dirty talk worked
with Mike too! Wow!

"Oh you naughty girl! You knew that would make me hot!" He had
become more excited and I got a little scared by his reaction. I
wanted to just make it fun for him but his masculinity seemed to
have been given a boost and he began to handle me a little
roughly. His hand squeezed my balls a little too tight and I
winced with pain.

Suddenly he came to his senses. "Oh John, I'm so sorry I hurt
you. Don't get mad. I won't do it again. You just got me worked
up with your dirty little girl talk," and he kissed my neck
tenderly. I just loved his lips on me and I put my hand on his
arm, stroking it to show my forgiveness.

Gordon's cock was deep in Dad's mouth when we looked over at them
and as Dad held Gordon's buttocks to steady himself, Gordon's
eyes were closed as his fingers ran through Dad's hair. Gordon's
hips were moving back and forth, fucking my father's mouth, and a
wet spot had developed on the front of Dad's knickers from the
pre-cum that his sexual activity was producing.

"Take it deeper, Jackie," said Gordon through gritted teeth.
"Right to the back of your pretty mouth."

As Dad did his best to swallow the enormous cock, it just wasn't
possible; too long and too thick. He continued for a couple of
minutes more and then Gordon stopped him and he produced the KY
lubricant that had been used on me. He showed Dad the tube and my
father knew what it meant.

Raising Dad to his feet, he led him to the end of the settee and
made him bend over the arm. "It has to be here, Jackie, so our
sons can watch," he said softly. "We don't want them to miss
this, do we?" When Dad glanced over at us, his face went deep red
as he saw that we were watching intently.

Dad's legs were spread wide and Mike's cock lurched inside me as
he watched his father pull down Dad's knickers until they rested
just under his buttocks. As Gordon coated two thick fingers with
KY, Dad stood still, waiting for the onslaught that he knew would
come. When those thick fingers touched Dad's bum-hole, he pushed
backwards, forcing them inside himself. He sighed audibly as he
impaled himself on them, sighing again when they were fully
inserted. Dad was enjoying the feeling of this man's fingers
inside him and Mike was enjoying watching Dad's enjoyment!

Gordon's cock remained stiff as he lubricated Dad's anus and
sometimes he leaned over Dad's back and whispered to him. "Does
that feel good, Jackie? Does it feel nice when a man puts things
up your man-pussy?" From our settee, we could hear the dirty talk
and we could also hear my father's low moans as he was
finger-fucked. "You want cock, don't you, Jackie? You want me to
breed you like a girl, don't you?" and my father replied
hoarsely, "Yes, Gordon. Oh yes!"

Mike's cock was sliding to and fro inside my greasy rectum. The
spunk and the KY still inside me made Mike's cock slide easily
and I had to admit that the full feeling he gave me each time his
knob reached my belly was becoming addictive. His eyes were still
fixed on our parents as he slowly fucked my bottom and I felt
something happening inside me each time that he thrust forward. I
didn't know what it was but it made my willy jump each time it
happened.

Gordon leaned over my father's back again and whispered once more
into his ear. "Do you want Daddy to breed you now, Jackie?"

Dad played the part which Gordon had chosen for him and answered
as expected. "Please, Daddy. Please put your big willy in me."

Behind me, Mike gasped at Dad's words and his cock jerked inside
me again. "Look, John, look at your dad!" he said excitedly.
"He's begging my dad to fuck him! He's pretending that he's my
sister and he wants Dad to push his cock into him!" His excited
whisper betrayed his arousal but the feelings inside me were
making my willy jerk. I was cumming! How could it be? I wasn't
being wanked but I was cumming! How? Why?

It was no good; I couldn't stop it. My teeth snapped together and
my body went rigid as I came, and suddenly my body was shuddering
and bucking, almost dislodging the large cock which filled me.
Mike kissed my neck as I shook and he tried to hold me still. My
insides must have been squeezing his cock because he began to
fuck me in earnest. When I looked down to see my dick, I had shot
my watery cum onto the settee!

"Oh John, you're making me cum too!" He tried to stifle the cry
which came from his throat and he partially succeeded. His cock
expanded and jerked inside me and, for the second time, he
unloaded his hot spunk into me. His semen was splashing the
already wet walls of my rectum and his grip on my body was almost
painful as he discharged each gob of hot spunk into me. His low
groan was smothered by my hair as he buried his mouth in it to
stifle the full-throated cry which forced itself from his mouth.

When the pulsing of his cock ended, his body relaxed and the only
outward sign that sexual congress had taken place was the panting
in my ear of the boy who had just filled my bottom with his
potent seed. He loved me and this was the second time he had
proved it. 'Oh Mike, I love you so much!' I thought. 'How did you
make me cum without touching me?'

Our love-making over, we looked over again at our fathers. Gordon
was poised behind Dad, his cock held in his hand, and he asked,
"Are you ready now, Jackie? Do you want Daddy's cock in your
pussy?" and he waited for my dad to answer.

"Put it in, Daddy! Please push it in me!" My dad's voice had
urgency in it and when Gordon touched his large knob to Dad's
anus, he backed onto it. We watched the thick cock open up Dad's
hole and it began to disappear slowly inside his bottom. My
father's moaning seemed to have an effect on Mike and he
whispered to me, "Oh John, just look at that! Isn't your dad sexy
in those knickers?"

Gordon's pubic hair was now squashed against Dad's bottom. His
cock was buried deep inside my father's pert bum, buried to the
hilt. Dad's eyes were closed and then Gordon began to move back
and forth, his enormous cock being pulled back and then
re-inserted. The thick shaft was shiny with the lubricant from
Dad's bottom and Gordon began his rhythmic thrusting, leaning
over Dad's back now and then to whisper more dirty talk to him.

"Such a tight pussy, Jackie. Daddy loves your tight little cunt!"
Bent over the arm of the settee, Dad moaned as he was royally
fucked. He whimpered now and then, begging, "Please, Daddy, not
so hard!" but Gordon pounded him regardless, grabbing the back of
Dad's neck with one hand while holding him around the waist with
the other. As the fucking continued, Dad's whimpering became less
and his moaning increased in frequency and volume.

Although Dad's knickers were pulled down at the back to allow
breeding, his stiff little cock was still inside his knickers at
the front. Taking his arm from around Dad's waist, Gordon reached
down and stroked his 'daughter's' dick through the sexy knickers,
wanking the hard little thing and making Dad moan even louder.

"Do you like that, Jackie? Do you like Daddy playing with your
clitty?" and Dad moaned again as Gordon's fingers worked the
little penis more vigorously.

"Yes, Daddy! Yes! Just like that!" and he sighed loudly as the
wanking of his 'clitty' gave him even more pleasure.

Mike, his cock still buried in me, watched with me as his father
fucked my dad with vigour, his long thick cock slimy and shiny
with lubricant. The fucking was becoming animalistic now and Dad
began more dirty talk.

"Do it, Daddy! Fill my little pussy with spunk!" He was becoming
hysterical, no doubt because of increasing excitement, and I
wondered briefly if he was the same when Granddad was fucking him
all those years ago. Did they play the same game? Was he treated
like a girl by his father? Did he beg his father to cum inside
his little 'pussy'?

Suddenly, "I'm cumming in my knickers!" Dad was panting as the
front of his knickers became dark blue, becoming soaked by the
spunk which spewed from his little cock. Gordon's fingers did not
slow as he felt the hot spunk come through the knickers but when
he finally released the little cock, he reached forward, around
my father's head, to place his fingers against my father's lips.

"Lick, dirty girl! Open your mouth and suck my fingers!" It was a
command, not a request, and obediently my father opened his mouth
and took in Gordon's slimy spunky fingers and licked them with
his tongue. As Dad licked and sucked his own spunk from Gordon's
fingers, the fucking began again, this time in earnest.

I watched Dad's apparent humiliation but it was not with pity. He
was pleasing his man and I had to admit to admiring him for it. I
saw this as being Mike and me. I would do exactly the same if
that's what my boyfriend wanted. I would do anything, play any
role that Mike wanted me to as long as he still loved me.
Suddenly Mike's fingers were touching my lips and I knew what he
wanted me to do. I opened my mouth and took in his fingers,
licking and sucking them, and regretting that my own watery spunk
was not coating them.

Gordon's hips slammed hard against Dad's bottom and he froze. The
big man groaned and then bellowed, "I'm cumming, darling!" and my
father stood perfectly still so that he could be bred by the
big-cocked man. The muscles around Gordon's face and neck stood
out as he orgasmed, his thick cock pulsing inside his little
girl's pussy, beginning the process of shooting spunk deep inside
her.

"Yes, Daddy! Cum in me! Breed me! Fill me with spunk!" My
father's voice became higher as he cried out for Gordon's semen
to be injected into him and for a moment, he sounded like the
girl he was pretending to be. "More, Daddy! I want more!"

Mike held me tighter as we watched this amazing breeding
happening right before our eyes. We could see Dad's closed eyes
as he felt Gordon's hot spunk bathing the walls of his rectum,
the hot seed being pumped in vast quantities into his bowels. He
was being mated, bred by a superior male, and he accepted the
potent seed gladly as a good female should. There was no escape.
The strong male restrained the female, holding her in place while
the seed was pumped into her waiting pussy. It was a momentous
occasion; it was the natural order of female surrendering herself
to her mate.

When the breeding was complete, Gordon collapsed onto Dad's back
and they stayed in that position, hunched over the arm of the
settee, both panting heavily. Gordon's hand began to stroke Dad's
cheek and Dad reached back to stroke Gordon's thigh, their
stroking a sign of their mutual pleasure.

Once their breathing had returned to normal, Gordon's lengthy
cock was withdrawn slowly from my father's 'pussy' and as Dad
stood up, spunk began to run down the inside of his leg. He was
made to take off his knickers and lay on his back on the settee,
his bottom hanging over the edge of the seat, and Gordon scooped
up the spunk which had leaked out and fed it to Dad. Those same
fingers were pushed into his just-fucked pussy to gather more of
the slimy warm spunk and those fingers were eagerly licked clean
by my dad.

Mike liked this idea and wanted the same so he pulled his now
soft cock from my bottom and I groaned at the sudden emptiness. I
felt the warm damp mess between my thighs as I was made to lie
down like Dad on our settee. Mike knelt between my open legs and
bent forward to examine my bum-hole. My bottom had begun to leak
almost immediately and much spunk was already running down my
legs. He put his head down and licked around my anus with his
warm wet tongue, letting me see the slime around his cheeks and
opening his mouth to show me his spunk-laden tongue before
swallowing it all.

His fingers probed my still open bum-hole and when he withdrew
them, he fed me his fingers and I licked happily at them,
swallowing his spunk as I looked dreamily into those big eyes of
his. He did it again, bringing more of his lovely sperm out of my
bottom, and I licked again, happy to taste my lover's spunk. When
no more came out, I sat up and drew him to his feet, pulling him
towards me. I took his large soft cock into my mouth and, while
looking up into those lovely eyes, I licked it clean. I lifted
the heavy cock and found that his balls too were covered in the
spunk which had leaked and I joyfully tongued them until I could
taste no more of his rich sperm. Then I just looked up at him.
'What a man!' I thought.

He sat next to me, intending to cuddle, but we saw that our
fathers were still busy with each other. Dad was between Gordon's
legs, licking clean his large balls, and Gordon waved us over. I
knelt beside Dad, watching his tongue work on the large ball-bag,
his hand holding Gordon's cock out of the way.

"Was Mike good to you, John?" asked his dad and I smiled as I
said, "Oh yes, Mr. Connor. He was wonderful."

"Will you do something for me?" he asked and I replied, "Of
course."

In his hand were Dad's spunky knickers and he offered them to me.
"Will you lick your daddy's spunk out of his knickers?"

Mike knelt down beside me and he waited for my answer. As Dad
began to lick Gordon's shaft clean of the spunk and lubricant, I
looked into Mike's eyes and, although he said nothing, I could
see the excitement burning there. I looked at the knickers and
could see the material soaked in spunk and while Mike watched, I
brought the knickers to my mouth, licking and sucking the flimsy
material. I looked into his eyes and saw the lust which
smouldered there. This simple act was turning my boyfriend on and
he watched each movement of my little tongue as I licked each
square inch of the blue knickers. I didn't expect what happened
next. He grabbed my wrist and brought the knickers to his own
mouth, licking greedily the wispy nylon and looking deep into my
eyes.

His father was watching too as his son sucked the gusset of the
knickers and he seemed to derive pleasure from the perverted act,
stopping Dad's licking to show him what their two sons were
doing. He too seemed pleased that Mike was licking his spunk from
the soaked blue knickers and once he had seen enough, he returned
to the cleaning of his lover's soft but impressive cock.

When he had finished, Mike made me stand and asked me to put them
on. Once the wet knickers were in place, Mike insisted that I
turn round slowly and he whistled softly at the sight. His father
watched too, reaching out to touch the flimsy material and
stroking my bottom through it. Mike and his dad looked at each
other and smiled, and I knew then that my wardrobe would soon
include girls' knickers which I'm sure they would insist I wear
often. I looked good and felt good in them and I was sure that my
enthusiasm for girls' clothes would match theirs. I was hooked
and they both knew it.



All this happened a year ago and now I'm almost 14 and can make
proper spunk. It began properly about 8 months ago and I was so
proud that I could shoot the white stuff at last. My confidence
was given a real boost when Mike 'persuaded' the boys at school
to leave me alone and all the teasing stopped. Actually, between
you and me, two of them keep chatting me up and I'm tempted to
let them have their way with me. I've said nothing to Mike but
the temptation is growing on me. Oh dear. My cock hasn't grown
any and neither has pubic hair but I don't mind because Mike
likes it that way. Dad shaves around his genitals now and I help
him shave around his bum-hole. It was Mr. Connor's idea and Dad
was glad to go along with it.

After that first night at Mr. Connor's house, we made it a
regular feature of our lives that we meet up every weekend for
the sex to which we all looked forward. Dad gave me his
collection of girls' clothes which he had kept from his youth but
that did not fit him any more. He had an interesting schoolgirl
outfit which consisted of white blouse, grey mini-skirt and white
ankle socks with black girls' shoes. A tiny training bra came
with the outfit and I thought of the fun that Mike or his father
would have fun taking it off my body.

Dad got a new wardrobe too, mostly of sluttish tops and
see-through knickers, together with black fishnet stockings and
high-heel shoes. Peep-hole bras and knickers with open gussets
made him popular with Gordon and during the role-play which we
all liked, he would be the subject of dual penetration by his
'clients' as he touted for business around Mr. Connor's house. As
I walked around the Connor house, I was often felt up under my
school skirt and often bent over a chair and my knickers pulled
down so that one of the men could fill me with thick cock. The
other thick cock often filled my mouth and they vied with each
other to see who could last longest. It was usually Mr. Connor!

Dad also helps me with my hair now. He's good at styling and
before we go over to the Connor house, he sets ribbons in my
hair, making me look like a little girl. It drives Mike mad when
I turn up dressed like a schoolgirl with pretty ribbons in my
hair and he always takes me straight to his bed and fucks me,
usually twice. Sometimes Mr. Connor sees me first and he whisks
me away to his bed to enjoy my body but Mike usually finds me in
his dad's bed and he joins us so I often finish up with 4 loads
of spunk in my knickers. It means a lot of laundry though. I
usually take 3 or 4 pairs of knickers because the men won't leave
me alone.

What the men like too is the lesbian scene that Dad and I stage
for their pleasure, mostly in 69 position, but we never get to
actually finish what we plan because the men are always upon us
before the end, forcing their cocks inside us and filling us with
spunk.

There are no women in our households and it makes simple the
getting together of our two families. At home, I sleep with Dad
and although he doesn't fuck me, he has bought a strap-on dildo
which is thick and 6" long. We fuck each other with it to keep
our holes supple for the men in our lives and we do things for
each other that normal society would frown on, like sucking each
other's little dick and swallowing spunk.

At the Connor house, we always sleep over; Mike with me and Dad
with Gordon. Mike and I often hear Dad cry out as he cums on
Gordon's cock and often we have an audience as Mike seduces 'the
little schoolgirl that he has just met'. Sometimes Gordon fucks
my father as they both spy on us but we like to be watched
performing and we both admit that it turns us on.

Dad and I have been repeatedly invited to move in with the
Connors and, although it's tempting, Dad doesn't want to give up
his independence. My life has been turned around since we found
these two men who like to worship small cock. I kind of hope that
my dick doesn't get bigger when I'm older or that I'll grow that
nasty unsightly hair on my body. Mike has promised that it won't
make any difference if I get hair but he's also volunteered to
shave it off if I do.

Those among us with small genitals, take heart. Even those with
little dicks can be loved too.