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Bob Maloney's Boys (MM/t,b, inc, oral, anal, ws, fist,
bd, tort)
by xwriter2002 (writer2002@aol.com)
***
Bob comes home from work to find his sons enjoying the
kinky treatment of their friends and the local police
department.
The following story is pure fantasy. It is written for
the enjoyment of adults of legal age and should not be
read by minors or interpreted to be the true experiences
of the author. - XWRITER2002
***
Another adventure of Sheriff Hadley & Deputy Welton. This
time they help a divorced dad give his sons and their
friends the kind of nasty sex they need.
The sight that greeted Bob Maloney as he approached his
driveway would have made the average divorced father of
nine and thirteen year-old boys panic. For Bob however,
the presence of one unmarked and one fully adorned county
sheriff's car parked in his driveway made his cock twinge
and his balls tighten. There were also three bikes lying
near the closed garage door. These he knew belonged to
three of his eldest son, Ryan's best friends.
Brian Welton would have driven up in the unmarked car.
Brian and Bob had been friends, and almost best friends,
since first grade. Their thirty-year friendship involved
just about every sort of activity any two men or boys had
ever been involved in. Syd Hadley would half driven the
other car. Syd was the elected sheriff of Marshall County
and Brian's boss. The bikes and cars told Bob that at
least Ryan was home and having a good time. As he got out
of the car, he wondered if little Scotty was also home.
Inside the garage, Brian unlocked the door to his home
and family's deepest secret. From the outside, it looked
as though three years earlier he had added an 18' X 24'
storage room. No windows, but there were a pair of
skylights that could be opened or covered depending upon
the kind of mood being set in the secret room. The
skylights were closed so he needed a couple minutes to
fully adjust. Experience told him there were three
figures in the northwest corner of the dim room.
He stepped past the empty stocks, unused sawhorse and
vacant X-frame that took the place of lawnmowers, table
saws or other home equipment. On the walls where one
might expect tools, there was wide variety of whips, a
half-dozen paddles and a series of four, 6"-long shelves
that held an array of several dozen dildos and butt plugs
of varying lengths, widths, shapes and styles and
assorted other toys for inflicting pain and pleasure. In
three places, shackles hung from the solid beams of the
open framed roof.
One figure stood in front of and the second stood behind
a sling. These were the naked forms of Syd and Brian. In
the sling was Bob's thirteen-year-old son, Ryan. The two
men dwarfed his slender 5' 4" frame. Brian was the
epitome of tall, dark and handsome. He stood 6' 4" tall,
carried 190# of tanned and sculptured muscle, had brown
hair, deep brown eyes and dimples that had melted girls'
(and at least one boy's) hearts for as long as anyone
could remember.
Syd was just over 6' tall. He weighed almost 240 pounds
of mixed muscle and fat. Ten years ago it had been all
muscle, but age and a decadent lifestyle that included
too much booze and unhealthy food was rapidly altering
his physique. However, Bob had no doubt the sheriff could
still kick his ass and maybe Brian's as well.
Brian's groin was pressed hard against the boy's face. If
the guy had a hard on, and Bob was almost certain he did,
that meant 8" of cock meat were stuffed into his son's
mouth and down his throat. In some positions that much
cock might choke the kid, but his father had taught him
the skill of laying face up and head back and letting men
slide their cocks completely out of sight. Bob learned it
by force as a high school freshman when five seniors laid
him on a bench in the locker room and each fucked his
young, but willing mouth and throat.
"You giving my son's mouth a real hard fuck?" he asked
his old friend from across the room.
As Bob quickly covered the distance between them, Brian
replied, "You know I am buddy. Your boy has the sweetest
mouth in the county. There ain't another kid, male or
female, who suck and swallow dick like him." He may have
had more to say, but Bob came up behind him and turned
his face so they could share a deep hard kiss.
Bob slid a hand down the deputy's strong back and grabbed
a good fistful of his muscular ass. There was more than
enough sweat to moisten two fingers and slide them into
the often-fucked hole hidden in the deep crevice. Brian,
moaning with pleasure from the quick invasion, broke the
kiss and said, "Yeah buddy, I'm fucking his little mouth
and throat real good. How about you doing the same to my
ass!"
Bob bit at Brian's earlobe and replied, "Oh, you know
I'll fuck this hard ass real good, but not quite yet.
First, I'll have me a quick taste." With that, he
withdrew the two fingers and slid them into his mouth not
six inches from Brian's face. "MMM! You always have had
the best tasting ass around."
Syd watched the two old friends make out as he continued
to fuck Bob's son's ass. The sheriff's cock was not
nearly as long as Brian's, but it more than made up for
the reduced length. He and many of those he fucked swore
he had the fattest cock in this part of the state. It was
a little over six inches long, but was nearly nine inches
around.
The cute teen was taking every inch in long, firm
strokes. Even if his mouth had not been stuffed with a
hard dick, he would not have been crying out in pain. All
three men knew that it was all but certain Ryan would be
begging for more cock and harder and deeper strokes.
At thirteen, Ryan had five years experience as a pussy
for well-hung men. He could take the biggest cock in the
county and still beg for more. His dad had recently
started shaving his adolescent ass and legs so they would
always be as smooth as when he had be nine or ten. Ryan
never complained about getting fucked. Sure, the first
time had hurt, but even that experience had become
pleasurable as his little boy's ass loosened up and
accepted his dad's manhood.
Ryan had already been a pretty good cocksucker even
before his dad took his cherry. In the five years since,
the lad had regularly practiced taking cock from both
ends. When men asked which he liked better, Ryan would
honestly answer that he wasn't sure.
Some days he had an unquenchable thirst for cum and the
feel of a cock in his mouth and on others he felt hollow
and empty without a cock up his pussy. The only days he
knew for sure which he wanted were when the fuck-itch
would hit him and he had to have his deep insides
scratched!
Bob broke his kiss with Brian and stepped nearer to the
sheriff. He and Syd exchanged a hearty handshake and
greeting. Bob's eyes fell to his son's slender, hairless
body and he saw the pool of cum on the boy's stomach and
chest. He estimated there must be at least two if not
three loads of cum cooling on his son's body.
"How long have you guys been fucking my boy?" Bob asked.
"It's only been about half an hour," responded Syd.
"Hell, Brian's only shot one load in his cocksucker's
mouth and I haven't even cum once in his tight pussy. Why
do you ask?"
"Oh, I just saw the pools of cum by his miniature prick
and was wondering if it was two loads or three," said
Bob.
"Two," answered the deputy, his groin again pressed hard
against Ryan's lips. "The first was a big one and the
second was nice, too. I guess you didn't find anybody to
fuck you at school today and came home with a full load
in those teen balls of yours?" Brian directed his
question to the boy knowing he could not possibly answer
in words.
Ryan groaned almost inaudibly. The men watched as his
untouched cock began to twitch. It was clear he was about
to cum for a third time, but his dad had other plans. One
hand quickly grasped his son's cock and the other flicked
one finger painfully against the tender piss hole once
and then twice. Ryan's body jerked and his stuffed mouth
tried to scream, but it was no use. Bob repeated the
torture of his son two more times before the need to cum
passed and the small cock shriveled into its almost
nonexistent limp form.
Bob played with his son's tiny cock with mixed curiosity
and disgust. The cause for his disgust was obvious. At
thirteen, when he should be becoming a man, his pussy of
a son still sported the cock of a nine year-old. He
corrected himself and thought that wasn't exactly
correct. Ryan's nine year-old brother's cock was almost
an inch longer and a quarter inch thicker. How could his
adolescent son have a cock that measured barely 2.5" when
hard?
Bob knew it must the contaminated genes of his ex-wife's
family. At the same age, he had sported almost six inches
of pussy pleasing meat. He, like his son, was already a
cocksucker at that age, but all his fucking had been with
girls. It was not until his sixteenth birthday that he
had first fucked a boy or had his ass fucked. It had been
a special treat from his best friend's dad. The man
fucked both boys and then watched Bob fuck his willing
buddy.
Bob placed a hand on Syd's meaty buttocks and slid it
into the deep crease. He attempted to finger the man's
ass but it was clenched tightly shut. "Sorry, man," the
sheriff said. "I don't want to cum yet and your fingers
would make me do just that."
"No problem," the father of the boy the man was fucking
said. "How about giving me a taste of this instead."
Bob's hand managed to grab Syd's cock on an outward
stroke.
"Sure, man. I just love watching a dad lick his son's ass
juices off my big fat fuck-stick."
He stepped back a pace and his cock audibly popped out of
Ryan's ass. The thirteen year-old cunt hole did not
close and the two men got a good look at the exposed red
interior. Bob knelt and took just the head of Syd's cock
in his mouth. His taste buds exploded with the array of
flavors. He pressed forward and managed to get half the
fat monster into his mouth. He nursed the thick shaft for
a while before letting it escape his mouth. He then used
his tongue to gather the ass juices and other heady
flavors from the rest of the sheriff's cock.
At some point Brian removed his cock from the boy's
throat because Bob heard his son plead, "Aw, c'mon, dad.
Let him put it back in me. I need a fuck real bad and
besides, you can suck it after he shoots. I know how much
you like the taste of my pussy with a coating of cum."
The father could not disagree with his son's logic. He
stood up and used his left hand to guide the sheriff's
cock back to his son's almost closed-up pussy. Bob placed
the fat tip at the opening and watched it spread wide and
ready itself for more fucking. Sheriff Hadley grunted and
in one smooth stroke returned his cock to the boy's
pussy. Bob leaned over and licked the pool of cum from
his son's body. Warm or cool he could think of almost
nothing that tasted so good.
Seeing that Ryan's cock was once again fully erect and
seemingly ready to fire another load, he took just the
head between his teeth and bit hard. Ryan's body jerked
and he tried to scream through a stuffed throat and
mouth, but no sound came out. His father had learned long
ago that his son reacted strangely to pain. When it was
his tiny cock being abused the boy reacted like most
others. He'd lose his erection if he had one and the
imminent desire to cum. However, he still claimed to feel
pleasure at some deeper point in his body.
If the pain was administered to other parts of his young
anatomy, Ryan's senses directed it straight to his cock
as pleasure. Bob first learned this when he gave his son
a spanking for his sixth birthday and found the six semi-
playful slaps resulted in a tiny 1.5" erection. Further
trials over the ensuing years found nearly every type of
pain inflicted to any portion of his body had the same
effect.
The most sensitive areas, not surprisingly, were his
little boy ass cheeks and tits. The later could no longer
be described as "little boy tits" because of years of
treatment from snakebite suction cups and various clips
and clamps, often with weights attached. The now puffed
out and elongated nipples looked more like a teenaged
girl's 'puffies,' but they were attached to the perfectly
flat chest of a slender young boy.
Bob stood up and again eyed the hot scene of his son
being fucked from both ends by the two lawmen. He pinched
the sheriff's meaty tits - the man had developed his over
nearly twenty years of dedicated work - and then kissed
the deputy. "By the way, are Jason, Tyler and PJ in the
house with Mark?" he asked, inquiring about the three
bike owners and his younger son.
"Yeah, they got here about twenty minutes ago. We already
had Ryan up and the sling and were fucking him good, so
they said they'd just go and have some fun with Mark,"
said Syd. "They each took a couple stabs at Brian's ass
though before they left. So I guess that was less than
fifteen minutes before you got here."
"Thanks guys. I think I know where to find them."
Bob did indeed have a pretty good idea about where the
three teenagers and his nine year-old would be. Mark was,
if anything, the hottest and nastiest of the Maloney
males. His age and size meant he had trouble taking deep
the huge cocks and other toys his dad and older brother
sometimes experienced. However, he more than made up for
size in sheer numbers. Bob had no doubt that in the last
two years his youngest son had been fucked almost as
often as his older brother and dad combined.
He was, with the exception of Ryan's pain fetish, the
kinkiest of the trio. Bob entered the main portion of the
house and then turned right. Down one flight of stairs
was the partially finished basement. The part that was
finished was a large, brightly lit open corner. White
tiles on both walls and the floor reflected the shine
from a pair of bright lights that doubled as heat lamps.
There was a single showerhead on one wall. The entire
floor was slanted slightly to drain all water to a 5'
circle that was six inches deeper that the rest of the
area and had a closable drain in its center.
Visitors were told the area was a convenient place for
two young boys and their friends to clean up and not
track dirt or mud through the house. The room's primary
purpose was as a water sports playground and its most
frequent user was little Mark. The boys were eight and
five the first time Bob caught Ryan pissing on his little
brother in the bathtub. He had naturally been angry and
was about to punish the seemingly abusive older son when
Mark cried though piss-coated lips, "Don't hurt him, dad.
It's okay. I asked him to do it. I liked getting pee-pee
on me."
This afternoon two young teens stood near the center of
the tiled area while another teen knelt between the legs
of a much small boy. Jason and Tyler held their
adolescent cocks and directed streams of piss onto the
face and directly into the mouth of nine year-old Mark.
The boy was clearly trying to swallow as much of the
yellow streams as possible while lying on his back, but
his mouth looked more like an erupting piss volcano. At
the same time, PJ fucked the boy's pussy.
From several feet away, Bob admired the four youths.
Jason and Tyler could easily be brothers and indeed were
cousins. Both had the blue-eyed, blond-haired boyish good
looks that drove man and girls crazy.
Each stood 5' 4" tall and weighed about 130 pounds. Their
bodies were deeply tanned with only slightly paler areas
where small swimming suits occasionally hid a portion of
each boy. Their cocks were also amazingly similar. When
erect, like now, they were 4" spikes of hard, cut boy
flesh. They pointed almost straight up above small
hairless balls sacks and were fringed with a barely
noticeable ring of recently sprouted dark blonde curls.
Being blondes, they had no noticeable body hair and Bob's
very intimate oral inspections had found very little
transparent peach fuzz. He wondered how long they would
stay such perfect examples of boyish beauty. He hoped
they would allow him to shave their legs and asses like
he did Ryan's.
He had already suggested shaving their young bushes, but
both boys had refused. The price they paid for the
refusal was not being allowed to come to the house for a
week. A punishment that backfired on Bob because the pair
found other places to fuck his sons and he did not have
the chance to share in their bodies.
Both boys claimed to have their cherries in tact and,
when Bob asked his sons, Ryan and Mark confirmed that
neither had ever fucked either boy. They said they had
never seen the boys allow anyone else to fuck them,
either. PJ, Sheriff Hadley, Deputy Welton and Bob had
frequently tried to take the boys' cherries, but were
always rebuked. Each, plus Mark and Ryan, had spent
considerable time eating those smooth, tight, pink holes
and Bob had even fingered each a couple times.
The blonde beauties claimed to be basically straight and
that fucking a pussy-boy like Jason or little Mark just
made them even bigger studs. The three men had each
pointed out how story did not explain all the time the
pair spent sucking cock, a skill both had honed quite
well. The cute blondes answered these charges the only
way possible, with silence.
PJ, the boy who was fucking young Mark, was a gorgeous
mulatto. His black father was a structural engineer with
the largest construction firm in town and his white
mother was a teacher at the high school. She would be
Ryan's biology teacher during the coming year. Bob knew
the parents intimately. A dozen cars and nearly two-dozen
guests at an early morning party in the couple's home
prompted a complaint call to Syd. The call came from a
pair of bigoted neighbors who made no attempt to conceal
their hatred for the racially mixed couple.
Upon his arrival that early morning, Syd indeed found a
party in progress. However, every car was parked legally
and there was no noise audible from the sidewalk. Knowing
the nosy neighbors would be watching he approached the
door. After a couple minutes, the hostess answered his
knocking wearing a very skimpy robe.
He looked over her shoulder and around the dimly lit room
and saw a large number of partially dressed, and a few
totally naked, people. Some were slow dancing and others
were in varied intimate embraces. He quickly explained
the reason for his visit and told the woman that there
was no problem and to enjoy herself. She was pleasantly
surprised at his tolerance and gave the sheriff a quick
treat. She dropped the robed and displayed her well-toned
form to his appreciative eye.
When Syd learned PJ and Jason were fuck buddies, he told
Bob about the party he had observed. He added that it was
clear not all couplings were male and females. Indeed
some of them were actually trios. Bob took it upon
himself to make his introduction to the couple. He did so
under the false guise of a father worried about his son
and theirs engaging in homosexual activity.
PJ's parents proved not only to be not concerned that
their son was fucking and sucking with other boys, their
biggest care was that Bob not be upset that his son had a
racially mixed lover. When Bob explained his real reason
for coming, a chance to meet a sexually attractive and
intriguing couple, an immediate bond was formed.
Before he left that evening, Bob had fucked both husband
and wife. In turn, the handsome black man had fucked him.
They repeated the experience several times and had even
included their two thirteen year-old sons. Bob loved to
sit back and watch the woman strap on a 9" pink dildo and
fuck her son while the man used his slightly smaller cock
to fuck Ryan.
He would move about the room to sample the assorted
mouths and other holes with his cock and lips. Bob's one
regret was that he could not attend the bi-sexual free-
for-alls they hosted every other month. The couple said
anything could and did happen, but the one rule was
married couples only. Not even a man and woman who lived
together would be allowed, and singles were strictly
taboo.
Bob noticed that while PJ had his entire 6" chocolate
milk-colored cock buried in little Mark's ass, he was not
actually fucking the boy. There was a look of peace and
ease on the older boy's face. He wondered if PJ had just
cum deep in his son's pussy. As he continued to watch,
Mark's flat little belly began to swell like a woman
rapidly going through the early stages of pregnancy. The
man stepped forward and placed on strong hand on the
dark-skinned youth's shoulder. The boy jerked slightly,
but did not remove his cock or begin fucking.
"Are you pissing in my son's pussy?" Bob asked in a
nonchalant tone.
"Yeah," the kid admitted in a flat voice like he was
doing the most natural thing in the world. Then he added,
"How'd you know?"
Leaning over to give Mark's rounded tummy a soft pat he
said, "My skinny nine year-old son usually doesn't look
like a pregnant girl in her sixth month."
By now the two blondes had finished pissing on and in
Mark. Jason had moved over the small boy in a "69"
position. His body hid the kid's swollen belly. Tyler was
next to Bob and began removing the man's clothes. He did
not resist and the youngster quickly had him as naked as
the four boys. Bob's cock was only partially erect, but
Tyler's 'straight' lips and tongue quickly had him hard.
Next to Ryan, Tyler was probably the best cocksucker of
the bunch and Bob had to push him away to prevent cumming
much too quickly.
PJ was now fucking little Mark. His nearly man-sized
prick was sliding smoothly in and out of the young boy's
pussy. Once the broad head popped free and was
accompanied by a quick squirt of piss. Tyler stepped
behind PJ and held his hips steady just long enough to
push his cock into the darker boy's ass. The pair then
combined to fuck young Mark while Bob moved from Tyler to
Jason and back to Tyler sampling their asses and prodding
his tongue into their virgin cunts.
PJ was the first to cum. The combined effect of Mark's
tight, piss-filled pussy grasping his cock and Tyler's
prick working his fuck chute pushed him over the limit.
He groaned and jab-fucked Mark half a dozen times before
the rigor left his body. His shoulders slumped and he
fell or Jason's torso. Tyler was next. The nipping and
grabbing his cock got from PJ as he came did the trick
and he fired his supply of creamy boy juice into his
friend's ass.
When Tyler's cock slid free, Bob was there to claim the
mixture of cum and ass juice. He thought PJ had the best
tasting ass he had ever eaten and always strove to be
first in line to suck a cock that had just fucked him.
When Tyler's cock was mostly clean, the man switched his
attention to the perfectly rounded cheeks of the black
youth's ass.
He kissed the smooth globes before prying them apart. His
tongue quickly found the slightly opened hole and slid
easily inside. The savory flavor of warm cum and steamy
boy-cunt immediately met Bob's lips and tongue. He worked
about and gathered as much of the tasty mixture as
possible before standing up and kissing PJ.
While he had been eating the youngster's ass, Jason had
cum in Mark's mouth and added a creamy frosting to the
bellyful of piss. Jason was now kneeling before the
younger boy and the pair were kissing, their piss and cum
soaked lips and tongues locked together. PJ's cock had
softened and slid free of Mark's ass allowing a stream of
the same mixture to burst free.
Bob could see traces of cum mixed in with the piss that
had not yet found its way down the drain. He quickly
pushed his face into the pool and claimed several
mouthfuls of the mixture.
By now Bob was the only person in the room with a hard
on. That fact quickly came to the boys' attention. Jason
was the quickest, getting his left hand and lips on the
target first. PJ, however, was slightly larger, a little
stronger and far more determined. He pushed Jason away,
rolled Bob onto his back and kept the other two boys at
bay.
When he had applied a thick coating of spit to the entire
shaft, the dark youth moved over the man's body and sat
his teen-boy cunt on the hard shaft. It slid smoothly
into the freshly fucked hole until the boy's ass was
pressed to the man's hard thighs.
Bob loved fucking the firm, snug asses of young boys. He
had since he too was that age and with few exceptions,
none were as good as PJ. Not only was the kid's dark skin
a definite turn on, but also his ass had the perfect
shape of a young athletic god.
The boy's pussy could also take a big cock like few
others. Years of training from his stud of a father had
turned the boy's cunt into a highly educated trench ready
to treat any interested man. Other than Ryan and Mark, PJ
was the only young boy Bob knew who could take Syd's
extra wide fucker.
PJ slid his entire body up and down the man's cock at a
leisurely pace. Bob lay back and relished the pleasure
and relaxed way it was being given. He his eyes closed,
he felt a pair of warm stiff prods bump against his
cheeks. Without opening his eyes, the man knew they must
be the stiff pricks of Jason and Tyler. He parted his
lips and let the pair take turns fucking his mouth.
Occasionally, the cousins managed to get the heads of
both cocks in his mouth at the same time.
He wondered what Mark was up to until he heard PJ groan,
"Oh, yeah. Suck my cock. Lick my balls some, too. Yeah,
Mark, you've a got mouth. Swallow it all. Fuck your
throat."
Being the only one in the room who had not cum at least
once, Bob's cock was the first to erupt. He thrust his
hips upward adding to the depth and power of the fuck he
and PJ were giving each other. When he came, his body
jerked up hard and likely would have dislodged a less
experience partner. PJ quickly regained his balance,
pressed hard downward to get Bob another half inch deeper
and accepted the man's love offering. Five jets of milky
cum exploded deep into his body as he willed his insides
to try and milk even more.
PJ was the next to cum. When Bob's body eased under him,
the teen relaxed and let the man's son take his load.
This was his third cum in less than forty-five minutes
and amounted to two small bursts and an equal amount that
simply seeped into the boy's mouth. PJ, his lust sated
and his body sapped of all strength fell backward onto
Bob's body just as the other two boys came.
Jason's cock was in the man's mouth and most of his cum
found a home there as well. Tyler's cum sprayed in the
open and landed on the side of Bob and PJ's faces.
Feeling the wet splashes and knowing exactly what they
were, PJ turned his face to the left licking the
remainder of the boy's cum as it dribbled down the erect
shaft. Mark, having completed cleaning the dark youth's
cock, looked up and saw the cum-streaked faces. He
quickly moved forward and claimed these traces of male
cream as well.
A few minutes later, the five bodies still lay in a heap
on the tile floor. Jason lay somewhat away from the
group. Mark lay atop Tyler's dozing form. Between the
three boys, PJ lay with his back and ass pressed against
Bob's body. The man's semi-erect cock was still in the
youngster's pussy. Their rest was disturbed by the
booming voice of Sheriff Hadley.
"Well, what do we have here? I do believe it is a
perverted pedophile and the four boys he just finished
molesting. Correction, it seems he is still molesting one
of them."
"I don't believe you have any room to talk Syd," said Bob
slowly sitting up. The movement was enough to adjust PJ's
position and dislodge his cock from the boy. Syd and
Brian watched a white stream of cum flow from the boy's
open pussy. "As I recall, twenty minutes ago you and the
good deputy were doing likewise to my son."
"Twenty minutes? Hell, barely more than twenty seconds
ago he still had two big man-sized cocks in his hot teen-
boy body, and I bet he can still feel them!"
"Anybody thirsty?" asked Brian. "I've got a load of piss
built up that could drown a horse."
Wordlessly and as if in a trance, Mark knelt in front of
the handsome man and took Brian's flaccid five-inch cock
into his mouth. He held it loosely, not sucking or using
his tongue. Ready for the hot flood, the boy lifted his
eyes until they met the deputy's. Brian relaxed the
muscles holding back his piss and let his flow begin. The
initial surge filled Mark's mouth and a little dribbled
from his mouth.
PJ started to move toward Mark. He liked piss almost as
much as the nine year-old and hated to see even this
little bit go to waste. A strong hand on his shoulder
stopped him. Looking up, he saw Syd one hand on PJ's
shoulder and the other holding his red, limp cock. As the
dark youngster looked at the fat cock, a stream of dark
yellow piss burst up and into his face. The man's hand
pinched off the heady flow until PJ dropped to his knees
and locked his lips around the cum, ass and piss flavored
head.
"Here it comes boy. I hope you are one very thirsty piss
drinking faggot cause I got a big load stored up. I was
going to piss it into that other teen-pussy, but he
passed out on me."
PJ opened his mouth briefly and mumbled around the man's
cock. It sounded like, "Give it to me mister. I need your
piss." Bob thought that was close to what the boy said or
would have said had he been able. While he was still
trying to decipher the youth's exact words, PJ's mouth
was flooded with piss. His lips closed around the
squirting tip and he, like his best friend's little
brother, strained to swallow as much of the golden
treasure as possible.
For nearly a minute Deputy Welton and Sheriff Hadley
filled and re-filled the boys' mouths. When PJ's or
Mark's mouth would begin to overflow, the man pissing
into that boy would stop or at least slow the pace of his
stream. By the time they were finally finished giving the
boys their twin treats, both men had the beginnings of
new hard-ons.
PJ and Mark kept up their oral service until the men were
completely hard and continued until they had cum one last
time. The nine and thirteen year-olds turned to each
other and kissed. Their small pointed tongues trading the
creamy treat each had been offered.
"Wow, those are two hot mouths. Bob you have to be the
luckiest guy in the world. With a pair of hot cocksucking
pussy-boys like yours around all day and this gorgeous
little slut visiting regularly," Syd slid a hand down
PJ's chest. He pinched and tugged a dark purple nipple
and then let his hand slide down and around to squeeze
his ass. "I think I would have fucked myself to death by
now."
"Yeah, man," agreed Brian. "Anytime you want a little
extra help keeping their pussies happy, just give us a
call."
"Guys, you know you don't need an invitation. You're
welcome anytime. Just drop on by or, hell you're the
law, just arrest them and fuck their hot cunts in the
squad car in one of the cells down at the station," said
Bob. "Don't forget to offer their pussies to the other
officers and any inmates, as well.
"You've got a deal," agreed Syd.
The three men shook hands and the two lawmen headed back
to get their clothes and return to the station. Bob
looked back at PJ and Mark and saw they were still ready
for more action. PJ, despite being completely hard, was
pissing in Mark's face. The youngster let the stream
splash against his face. The liquid gold was soaking his
hair and body. His dad leaned over and took the dark cock
into his mouth and took a drink of the steamy piss.
When PJ had emptied his bladder, he and Bob shared Mark's
piss. They took long drinks. They let is splash against
their faces. They played in the warm stream like little
kids in the summer rain. When Mark finished, the three
shared a pissed-spiced kiss and rubbed their wet bodies
against each other. Bob suggested they step under the
shower and rinse off the sharp smelling liquid, but both
boys said they liked the smell, taste and feel of the
piss drying on their young bodies.
The nastiness of drinking and playing in so much hot piss
had all three hard again. Bob decided to lead them back
into the other room and see what Ryan and the others were
up to. They found Ryan alone in the dimly lit room. Syd,
Brian, Jason and Tyler had all dressed and left. Ryan was
no longer in the sling, however. Chains attached to wrist
cuffs now suspended him so even his straining toes were
still an inch off the floor. His dad approached with an
arm around each of the other boys and two fingers in each
of their well-fucked pussies.
Bob saw that either Jason and Tyler or Syd and Brian had
left his son in quite a predicament. A butt plug, the
man's quick inventory of the shelves told him it was
hand-shaped and about the size of an average woman's
fist, was secure in the boy's cunt.
A parachute-style ball-stretcher was tightly grasped his
young scrotum. Two heavy lead weights, two-pounders Bob
estimated, were suspended from the stretcher. They drug
the boy's balls down several inches below where they
normally hung. A clear plastic tube, a 3/8" catheter, ran
from somewhere deep in the boy's piss hole to his mouth.
Finally, metal clips attached a chain to Ryan's
stretched-out nipples.
"Wow, dad! Look at Ryan! They really strung him up good.
Would you do that to me, too."
Bob looked down at his beautiful younger son and slid a
third finger deep into his pussy. Then using only those
digits and the palm of his hand cupping the lad's ass he
lifted him four feet into the air. Mark squealed with
glee as he shot through the air, his pussy stretched by
the thick invaders.
Bob set him down directly below another set of chains and
lowered them until he could secure the leather cuffs to
the boy's slender wrists. PJ, reluctantly leaving Bob's
side because it meant the man's fingers would leave his
ass, stepped over to a switch. A nearly silent motor
retracted the chains until Mark swung by his wrists a
foot and a half above the floor.
The dusky youth walked back to where Bob stood between
his suspended sons. They whispered as if they were making
secret plans for the nine year old. As was intended, Mark
could hear much of what was said and his cock leapt back
to life. PJ went to one shelf and came back with a
leather gag that extended around Mark's face and buckled
in place. It also had a realistic six-inch dildo that
filled his mouth and throat. Bob picked up one of his
favorite toys and with a wicked smile showed it to his
helpless son saying, "Today's the day you take all
three."
The three he referred to were a golf ball, a blue rubber
ball that was about the size of a tennis ball and
baseball. A friend of Bob's had drilled holes through all
three. A nylon rope connected them and knots in the rope
held the balls in place.
The man had used the unique device on his son's pussy
twice, but neither time was the boy able to take anymore
than just the baseball, if it went in first, or just the
two smaller orbs if the golf ball went up his cunt first.
However, neither time before had the lad's cunt been so
thoroughly fucked in preparation. Bob considered using
his fist to further prepare his son, but decided his and
PJ's cocks should be enough.
"Which do you want first?" asked Bob, temporarily
removing the gag from his son's mouth. As he did, PJ
attached a ball-stretcher to Mark's nuts that was similar
to and only slightly smaller than the one torturing his
brother. Just as Mark was about to answer, PJ clipped on
a 12 oz. weight and let it drop four inches. The nine
year old's answer quickly became a squeal of pain.
"AAAAWWWWW!" he groaned. Then, when the pain had subsided
and the pleasure had begun, Mark said in an almost dreamy
voice, "Put the baseball in first dad. I want it to
stretch me real good and plow a lane for the others."
Bob did as his son requested. Replacing the cock-gag, he
coated the largest ball with lubricant and pressed it
against Mark's pussy. The ball was almost half the size
of each of the boy's ass cheeks. Bob pressed hard,
relaxed his pressure as his son cried out in pain and
pressed again. This time he rotated the ball and then
pulled it away a second time. On the second try, he had
gotten within millimeters of having the widest part of it
up his son's cunt. He knew he could have pushed just a
bit harder and had the task complete, but he had two
other objectives as well.
For one, he loved looking into the gaping maw that was
his son's empty pussy after it had been so thoroughly
stretched. He could see the pink and red inner membranes
that would hold a cock in such warm softness. Second, he
liked the extra pain caused by rotating the ball's raised
seams. He had opened ten different boxes at the store
until he found this one and had selected it for this
feature. Mark admitted that he also loved the burning
sensation caused by the bright red stitching.
On the third try the ball popped into Mark's cunt with
surprising ease. The combination of the earlier
stretching and his dad's decision to push a little harder
had the job accomplished quickly. Bob grabbed the end of
the rope and began to tease his son's hole. He pulled on
the rope just a little and watched as the entire area
between his legs distended. The tugs weren't enough to
expose the ball, however. That was the purpose of the
next several tugs. Each time, more and more of the ball
was forcefully extracted from Mark's cunt. PJ was certain
that another fraction of an inch and it would pop free.
Bob made sure that did not happen. After tormenting his
son by pulling on the ball, he gave him a rest before
beginning to work it deeper. He turned to PJ and told him
to get one of the glass rods. The older youth smiled
wickedly knowing what the man had in mind. He brought him
an eight-inch long clear glass rod that was about the
size of Ryan's catheter. That observation brought the
older boy back to mind and Bob took a minute to inspect
him.
Going over to his older son, he slapped the boy's stuffed
ass sharply. A pink glow developed and he caressed the
fiery flesh.
Then using two fingers to grasp his son's sorry excuse
for a cock and, pinching it so hard he could feel the
catheter, he said, "I cannot believe that my son. The
fruit of my loins, the progeny of this cock," he gripped
his big dick and shook it at Ryan, "could have such a
puny disgusting excuse for a prick."
He pinched the tiny head between thumb and index finger
nails. When Ryan cried in pain, the plastic tube came
free and his father's mouth pressed against his. Their
kiss was deep and hard and tasted of boy-piss, the
catheter having done its job.
Bob broke the kiss and with a secret smile to let Ryan
know how much he truly was loved said, "Now back to my
real son. The one who's going to have a real cock not
just an overgrown clit."
He his attention went back to Mark and PJ. The first
thing he noticed was the glass rod. Less than two inches
of the clear glass was visible where it extended from
Mark's piss hole. Bob didn't have to be a math whiz to
know four inches of the rod ran the length of the boy's
cock and that meant two more inches extended even deeper
inside. The ever present hard on and the fresh tears
attested to the implement's potential for pleasure and
pain.
Bob reached for the rubber ball and gave it a heavy
coating of the white lubricant. He put it against Mark's
ass and with no preamble forced it up his son's pussy.
For a moment he thought the quick assault was going to
fail, but then he sensed more than felt his son's insides
give way. The ball popped in so fast it was almost as
though Mark's cunt had sucked it out of his hand.
The nine-year-old boy tried to scream, but little more
than a muffled grunt escaped from around the penis gag.
Mark would have instinctively tried to pull away from the
invasion of his pussy if he could have done so. However,
with his feet off the ground, the boy could not control
what happened to his body. PJ and Bob watched as the
second ball was drawn deeper into the boy's pussy. The
stretched opening was finally allowed to close around the
thin nylon rope.
"Go get the nipple cups," the man said to PJ. "Get them
nice and wet and then make them really pull Mark's nips.
By this time next year they, like his cock, should be
bigger and meatier than his brother's." PJ got the twin
bulbs, wetted them first and then sucked the young boy's
nipples until they were nice and hard. Two pumps worked
and the tiny brown circles were being stretched outward
and the even tinier nipples were filling with blood and
other fluids.
"Ready for the last ball?" Bob asked his tortured, but
sexually thrilled son. The boy nodded and did his best to
smile around the gag and cock that covered and filled his
mouth. Bob didn't bother putting any of the lube on the
last ball. There was so much grease in and around the
boy's pussy it wouldn't matter. Besides, the challenge
now was forcing the two big invaders already in his pussy
deeper so there would be room for the much smaller third
ball.
Bob pulled on the exposed rope and drew the rubber ball
partially from his son's pussy. He did this several times
enjoying the look of the cunt as it stretched open and
the way the boy sucked the ball back inside every time he
let go.
Next the man used two fingers to open his son and push
the balls deeper inside. His efforts were met by
immediate resistance the first several tries. On the six
or seventh, he felt the slender nine year-old frame
shudder and instantly there was a two inch gap between
the rubber ball and Mark's cunt lips.
Wondering what had provided the sudden opening, Bob
looked around to the front of Mark's body and saw that PJ
held his son's cock head tightly between his teeth. The
dark-skinned boy pulled back his kissable lips and
clearly displayed the bright white teeth that dug cruelly
into the boy's sex.
PJ released his bite and gave Mark a chance to recover
from the pain, before biting him again. This time Bob was
ready and popped the last ball into his son's cunt. Again
the lips closed slowly as the ball worked itself deeper
into the child.
Bob told PJ to release Mark's cock and to come look at
his totally stuffed pussy. The teen could not believe all
three of the balls were up the kid's cunt. He figured he
could probably handle all three, but he had four years on
the boy and his dad had been fucking him since shortly
after he was out of diapers.
Bob was hard again and PJ took his cock into mouth and
gently sucked on it. The man moved slowly about the room
examining each of his captive sons. He made sure PJ could
follow his movements without having to release his cock.
Bob stopped to speak with his oldest son.
Sliding the fist-shaped dildo in and out of his son's
cunt, Bob said, "Ryan, I'm sorry that I barely had time
to say 'Hi'. But then you were a little preoccupied when
I got here weren't you? So how was school?"
Ryan tried to answer without loosing the catheter. His
dad volunteered to hold it. As the boy answered his
father's questions, the man alternately blew air into and
then sucked even more air out of the tube.
"It, oh... ah, was okay dad. I only got fucked a couple
times and one of those was by Miss Henderson and that
foot-long dildo she likes to wear all day. She uses it on
all her lesbian cheerleaders. I told Jason, Tyler and PJ
to stop by so I could really get fucked. Syd stopped PJ
to see if he wanted to get fucked and he told him about
coming here. I guess Syd then radioed Brian. The three
guys fucked me first and then they went looking for Mark.
The sheriff and his deputy took over fucking my cunt.
God, dad, they are really great fuckers!"
"How you feeling now, son?"
"Great. The fist is keeping everybody's cum deep in my
hole. I just know it's going to flood out when you remove
it."
"I think I'll do that right over the salad I'm making
with dinner."
"Oh shit, dad. You are so nasty. I just wish we had
somebody else to serve it too like the time PJ, Tyler,
you and I shot three loads of cum each into that frosting
for the little Mark's seventh birthday. I bet those tykes
still don't know why it tasted so good!"
"How are your balls holding up against these?" Bob asked
as he gently jostled to two weights.
"Ugh, good," the teen grunted.
"And how deep is that catheter? I noticed it sure tastes
like piss. You use it already?"
"Yeah dad, I had to. I'm starting to like the taste, but
not nearly like Mark or PJ. I don't know how far up it
goes, but when you sucked on it I thought you were going
to turn my bellybutton inside out." Father and son both
laughed at that. The chuckles started the weights
attached to Ryan's balls bouncing again. He groaned as
his dad put the catheter back in his mouth.
Bob reached one hand down and caressed PJ's face. He drew
his hand and fingertips softly across the boy's smooth
cheeks and then lovingly cupped his chin. Looking into
the cocksucking youth's face he said, "You do that so
well. I can almost believe that you're daddy started you
the day you were brought home from the hospital."
Moving back to Mark, Bob gave him a hard slap on his tiny
ass. The man could feel the presence of the balls, as the
little boy butt seemed to have more resistance than
normal. He noted that his son's nipples were swollen to
several times their normal size.
The tiny balls were deep red and the skin above the
stretcher was pale white. Without removing the gag, he
asked, "And how is my well-hung stud doing this evening?"
Mark waited a second for the rubber cock to be removed
from his mouth. When it was not, he did his best to
again smile and tell his dad how much fun he was having.
Bob loved to sexual humiliate and tortured his sons and
was thrilled that they enjoyed it just as much. His next
load of cum was slowly building in response to his son's
sexy predicaments and PJ's skillful cocksucking. He was
just beginning to plan the next round of fun when the
bell at the garage rang.
Only a select few sex friends and fiends knew about the
button hidden behind a placard with his and the boys'
names. The bell sounded like an old buzzer as opposed to
the more musical notes that came from the bell at the
front door. He wondered which of his buddies was dropping
by. Maybe Syd and Brian were back?
The man again moved slowly across the room and into the
garage making certain PJ's mouth never left his cock. He
came to the extra large peephole and was pleasantly
surprised to see it was his cocksucker's handsome father.
He looked around quickly to see if anyone else was around
before opening the door and exposing he and PJ. Bob did
notice a large silver SUV in the drive with three or four
men inside. He recognized it as the car PJ's mom usually
drove so the men must be friends of the boy's dad.
Swinging open the door, he greeted his visitor with a
broad smile and a cheery greeting. The man started to
step inside and reply when he realized his son was right
there! "Well," he sighed, even before greeting Bob or his
son, "that answers any questions about where my son is or
if you've seen him." He was practically laughing by the
time he finished the rushed sentence.
Bob slowly closed the door. He didn't mind people seeing
him naked or getting his cock sucked. He was just a
little worried some passing prude my call some other cops
than Brian and Syd and have him arrested for child
molestation.
"Good to see you pal. What's up?" he asked as they shook
hands.
"I think you distracted my son and he forgot about an
appointment we have for tonight," he said, his eyes
meeting PJ's.
"Oh, shit!" the boy exclaimed as he released Bob's hard
cock and realized what his dad was talking about.
"Tonight's the night those men are in town from St. Louis
and we're taking them to 'Strokers!'"
Bob was surprised when the boy mentioned a notorious gay
bar and male strip club about thirty miles away. How
could PJ and his dad, or more precisely PJ, get into a
place like that? The black man saw Bob's confused look
and said, "They have three very special, very private
secret rooms that can hold parties of three to ten men
where anything goes. The only rules are no drugs, no
outside alcohol and you have to hire at least one of
their strippers for $250 an hour plus tips. After that,
it's 'anything goes.'"
"Including bringing in a thirteen year-old boy?"
"Anything," reiterated the man. "As long as everybody
consents and keeps the secret. I know a guy who threw his
son's 'Sweet 16' party their complete with four of the
boy's buddies, two of their dads and himself. Plus, they
hired three of the strippers! Said it was the best $1000
he ever spent."
"Wow!" was all Bob could say.
"Let's get going, PJ. We already may be a little late and
its costing my company $500 an hour for that 6'5" blonde
stud and the cute little Asian guy you like so much!
These men came to watch my boy dance and fuck with two
pros and then to have the three of you service them."
"Shit, dad," exclaimed PJ again. "I smell like piss, cum
and sweat. Shouldn't I clean up first?"
"No time, boy. Besides, these guys like their boy's
reeking of sweat and cum and if they can't handle a
little piss, fuck 'em."
PJ quickly ran back into the private room and grabbed his
jeans. He struggled to get them on over his damp and
sticky body. As he did, his dad apologized to Bob for
stealing his cocksucker, but the man told him not to
worry that he had two others in the next room. PJ managed
to get his semi-erect cock back into his pants, but
didn't bother with the zipper or his shirt. The two men
and the boy said their farewells.
Bob watched the sexy kid climb into the back seat of the
SUV. Even from a distance of thirty feet, he clearly saw
at least one hand slide into the open fly of PJ's jeans.
Bob closed the door and walked back into the playroom. He
wondered which of his boy's deserved the load of cum PJ
had so skillfully worked up.
"I wonder," he thought aloud, "which of those two stuffed
boy-cunts can stretch to handle old dad?" He gripped his
hard cock and gave it a couple strokes. "Winner gets the
creamy prize!"
The End.
I hope you liked this little fantasy. I know all the guys
in the story sure did. I think I've cum ten or twelve
times during the couple weeks I spent writing and editing
this tale. (Every drop sure tasted good!) Let me know
what you think. I can't promise to answer every email,
but I do read then all. I usually answer those that have
a little more to say than just, "Great story," but I like
getting them as well. Also, please indicate the name of
the story. I have several on Nifty in the Bisexual and
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Comments, raves, suggestions or ideas. All are welcome.
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