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Innocence Lost - 3
by Tim S. (mybrainandbody@yahoo.com)

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The continuing story of the joyful loss of innocence of 
a little boy due to the actions of his best friend, his 
father and others. (MMm, ped, inc, ws)

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CHAPTER 3

We all pretty much passed out early that night, so it 
was easier to get a good start early the next day. It 
started by me waking up with Jimmy sucking my cock. He 
said that this was his father's favorite way to wake up 
and suggested that I do it to him as he sucked me. I 
shifted around and slowly slid in between Bob's thighs. 
I laid there for a moment contemplating his cock. It 
was much smaller now than it had been the night before. 
Now, it seemed almost like something silly. A little 
tube of flesh that one peed out of. Nothing to be 
afraid of. Nothing impressive. 

But last night, when it was hard and it throbbed in my 
face it seemed a thing of power. Masculine power. I was 
envious of this power. My hard cock was nothing. Just a 
tube of flesh that I peed out of that stood on end. 
Nothing like Bob's. It laid to the left, almost a 
shadow of its former self, the dark ring of his 
circumcision quite clear on the warm skin of it. I had 
a ring, too. I didn't know what it was from then, but I 
soon after learned. It had several wrinkles in the 
flesh, owing to the amount and sheer size that the 
flesh could stretch to when engorged. 

I also loved the way it delicately folded into the 
head, like tissue paper. Soft, yet powerful, yes, the 
penis is an anachronism in itself. The head of it was 
still thick and almost a dark, shadowy purple. The slit 
was dry now, but I knew all too well the amount of 
fluid that could escape from between its small tight 
lips. I liked the pattern on his penis head. 

It almost resembled a spider's web in appearance, but I 
knew it wasn't anywhere near as delicate. His two 
heavy, pendulous balls hung there in his sack, which 
was covered with just a sprinkling of hair. As a matter 
of fact Bob had very little hair compared to my father. 
I'd seen my dad naked since I was born, I guess, but he 
had hair covering his chest and manhood. 

Bob just had enough to show it. A wide triangle 
connecting his nipples which narrowed quickly to a 
point just at his navel. The point stretched to a line 
past there to a scant trapezoid just above his manhood. 
It was all a golden blonde color, slightly darker than 
the hair on Bob's head. It wasn't an overpowering 
shroud that many men had during the 70's. It was more 
like a dark peach fuzz. It made him almost glisten as 
he breathed deeply, slowly in and out as it caught the 
stray beams of light that filtered in behind the closed 
window shades. 

Now back to his balls. They hung there in a pouch a 
shade or two darker than the rest of his skin. It hung 
very loosely as it was warm in his house. They had just 
the slightest wrinkling in them and moved frequently, 
which I found very humorous. I breathed deeply the 
scent of his manhood. 

I loved the smell of his manhood. Slightly acrid, one 
could almost smell the salt that hid there. That was 
the smell of a man. Power. Dominance. It is a smell 
that I enjoy to this very day. Truly, ball sweat ranks 
up there as one of the world's greatest smells along 
with roses, oranges and vanilla.

I stuck my tongue out and tasted it gently. It tasted 
of Bob's cum and Jimmy's ass at the same time, and I 
shivered at the memories of the previous night's 
activities. Again I licked it, this time firmer, with 
more bravado. It began to slowly rise to my 
ministrations. I kept licking at it, enjoying the way 
it began to stand up. 

When it had risen to an acceptable height and 
thickness, I took it into my mouth, tentatively at 
first, but quickly I let it slide into my mouth as far 
back as it could go until it tried to slide down my 
throat and I began to gag. I slowly lifted my head up, 
letting my prize slip through my tongue and folded 
(just like he had taught me) lips, keeping the tip of 
the head in my mouth so that I could slip my tongue 
into the slit. 

I was in no rush to wake him and I wanted him to be as 
pleased as he could be when he woke. I kept up my 
snail's pace blowjob, enjoying the almost teasing 
action until I felt him stir. He put his hand on the 
back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair and 
whispered a sleepy, horny, erotic "Good morning" to me. 
I picked up my pace slightly, but only slightly, seeing 
how long I could keep it up before his passion and 
drive took control. 

"Does this mean that you enjoyed last night?" I shook 
my head in silent agreement. "Good. I was afraid that 
you'd... Never mind. Do you want to do it some more 
today?" Again the same silent response as I took his 
cock to the back of my throat and out again. "Good. 
Just keep doing what you're doing. I have a plan for 
today, if someone else is willing to come on over." 

I looked at him in a way as to say "Who did he have in 
mind?" He caught it and answered my silent pondering. 
"A friend of mine. Another grown up like me. His cock 
is even bigger!" My eyes glanced up in curiosity, fear 
and desire. "You like that idea? Good. He's a black man 
and he's uncut." At that I had to let him slip from my 
mouth to ask what uncut meant.

"Uncut means that he didn't have a circumcision." He 
went on to explain what a foreskin was and how it was 
cut off from most men like us when we are born. "But 
some cocks are more special and they haven't had the 
operation done. It makes a cock look different, and 
they are fun to play with. Jimmy likes Steve. Don't you 
Jimmy?" I had almost forgot Jimmy was sucking on me 
until he hummed his agreement with obvious enthusiasm. 
"So, should we stop this and wait for Steve, or keep 
going and have this one just for ourselves?"

"I want to eat your cum." I told him.

"OK. We'll do it once before breakfast and then we'll 
save the rest for when Steve gets here. Sound good, 
guy?" I shook my head and went back down on him at a 
rapid speed. "Oh, yes, guy, yes, Timmy, yes. So good. 
So good." I just let myself go on his cock -sucking it, 
licking his balls, fingering his ass- and kept at it at 
a fevered pace until he let go inside of my mouth. I 
was ready for it and enjoyed as he unloaded himself. 

I drank half of it and saved the rest for Jimmy who 
took it into his mouth and let it drool over my cock so 
that he could lick it off, pretending that it was my 
cum he was lapping up. When Jimmy had every drop, his 
dad got up and spoke to me.

"Well, Steve likes playing with asses, so we have to 
start stretching you out now, ok?" He got two butt 
plugs, one for me and a bigger one for Jimmy. He lubed 
them both and slid them into us. "It about an hour I'll 
put the bigger one in you, Timmy and give Jimmy an even 
larger one. Well try to get you as wide as we can today 
for Steve, ok?" I shook my head and we went about 
straightening up their house and got breakfast. When 
Bob called Steve he said that he would be thrilled to 
come on over and meet me. 

After about an hour, Bob said that it was time to trade 
out the butt plugs. He lubed up the larger one that was 
about the size of Bob's cock, pulled the one out of 
Jimmy's ass and inserted the new one. He then lubed up 
the one from Jimmy's ass, pulled mine out and told me 
to relax as he inserted the one that just left Jimmy's 
ass into my own. The stretch was amazing. It hurt as 
much as it felt good. I loved it. "I got one more 
larger one. Jimmy might be able to take it, and if he 
can then you can get the one that's in Jimmy now."

"Will I be able to get your cock in my ass?"

"Tell you what, we'll try it for you, ok?" I shook my 
head again. "You really want a cock in your ass, don't 
you?"

"I can't wait to feel it. Everything else has felt so 
good. I want to feel that, too."

"I can't wait, either, Timmy. You certainly were a good 
find. You are so good at it, too."

We finished straightening the house just in time for 
another butt plug switch. I have to admit that I was 
scared of receiving the next size, this second one was 
still a bit uncomfortable, but my desire for Bob's cock 
was even greater so that when it came time I didn't 
hesitate or cry out when it went in. It hurt- badly. I 
wanted to tell Bob that it was too much and to take it 
out, but I "took it like a man," as Bob had said. I 
could see the pride and lust in his eyes after it was 
seated into place. And if that wasn't enough, the 
erection he was sporting would have cinched the deal. 
How I desired it...

Steve finally came by after about forty five minutes 
after that last plug had been inserted. Bob met him 
behind the door naked with both of us hiding out of 
plain sight. I peeked, however, only to see two grown 
men kissing each other passionately. It didn't matter 
to me that Steve was black. What mattered to me at that 
time was whether or not he would like me, and if he 
were truly bigger than Bob in dick size. I longed to 
see a bigger cock. And especially what an uncut one 
looked like. 

Bob first called Jimmy out from hiding. Steve looked 
upon him with delight. Bob explained about the 
stretching going on all morning in anticipation of 
Steve's arrival, and how he hoped Steve would finally 
be able to penetrate him. Then with much fanfare, 
obvious pride and joy, Bob introduced me. I came around 
the corner and stood naked in front of Steve for his 
inspection and approval. 

I was slightly scared to meet him, so when Bob asked me 
if I had anything to say to Steve all that I could 
muster was, "Hi. Can I see your uncut cock?" Bob and 
Steve looked shocked at first and then started 
laughing.

"See? He's not shy about anything." said Bob. Steve 
smiled as he undid his pants and pulled out his dark 
penis. True enough it was uncut- and bigger. I reached 
out to touch it and it jumped. It started to grow. I 
played with the foreskin, not entirely sure of what I 
was doing, and before I knew it, I had placed it in my 
mouth and was sucking on him, exploring with my tongue 
what his prepuce was covering. Nobody tried to stop me. 

Bob said something to Steve which I couldn't hear as I 
drove his cock further and further into my mouth, but I 
guess that Steve liked it, because soon his hand was on 
the back of my head, guiding his ever hardening cock 
further into my mouth. He tried to stop me soon after, 
explaining that he wanted to save his juice for the 
bed, but I refused until he promised that I could drink 
his first jizz. He agreed and so I reluctantly let him 
slip from my mouth. 

"Why don't you just go ahead and finish undressing like 
us, Steve?" Jimmy asked. Steve didn't respond. He just 
kind of grinned and took Jimmy's suggestion. So, there 
we were, the four of us, all of us men, at least 
according to Bob. Steve gave Bob the bag he was 
carrying and Bob unloaded it's contents on the kitchen 
table. There was a bottle of Coca -Cola, a glass bottle 
with a black label, full of dark brown liquid, a bag of 
green stuff and a cardboard box with what looked like a 
large glass inside of it with a round piece of metal 
sticking out. 

Bob told us boys to go sit down, and Jimmy dragged on 
of the chairs in from the kitchen so that he'd have 
something to sit on. I once again sat on the ottoman 
and waited while the two grown-ups puttered around the 
kitchen making drinks and flirtingly fooling around 
with each other. 

When they were done, both of them joined us in the 
living room, carrying two glasses each. They both sat 
one drink down and offered the other ones to Jimmy and 
I. I sniffed mine and sensed that it was mostly Coke 
with something else I'd never smelled before. Bob 
looked at me and said,

"It's called Jack Daniel's. It's good. It gives the 
Coke a little kick. Try it." With that he pushed up on 
the bottom of my drink and I tasted it. It was good. It 
tasted a little funny, but it did kick up the Coke, as 
Bob had promised. Steve nudged Jimmy, who stood up. 
Steve then sat down on the chair and Jimmy climbed atop 
him. 

Bob soon followed suite, dragging me of the ottoman, 
being sure not to spill my drink. We sat around talking 
as well as two grown men and two little boys could, 
making polite conversation about strictly nonsensical 
things, and drinking our Jack and Cokes. When we were 
done, Bob told Jimmy to go make another round, only 
stronger this time. I was starting to buzz, so it 
seemed like a good idea. 

While Jimmy was in the kitchen, Bob told Steve that I 
really wanted his cock in my ass. He smiled.

"Have you been stretching him well?"

"Very well. He's a great guy. He already took Jimmy's 
cock and wants more. And to top it all off, he's 
already got the second thickest butt plug in his ass! 
(I had almost forgotten it was in there, imagine that!) 
He just lives to give and receive pleasure."

"And, Timmy, do you like what you've been doing?"

"Yessir!" I blurted out emphatically.

"What's your favorite part?" I didn't hesitate.

"Eating cum! It's good!"

"Excellent! Well, I've already promised my first load 
to you, and there should be plenty more after that 
one." Steve smiled at me, and I grinned back, like a 
Cheshire cat. Jimmy returned with the new round of 
drinks, and they were much stronger than the original 
batch. But I just kept on gulping away at it, starting 
to get drunk pretty fast. After a short while, Steve 
got up and got the giant glass thing, filled it about 
1/3 of the way up with water and put some of the green 
stuff into the piece of metal.

"Timmy, this is called a ‘bong.' It's got the same 
stuff you smoked last night, just a different way of 
doing it. Did you like smoking last night?" I nodded my 
head.

"Would you like to try this? It'll make you feel even 
better than last night." Again I shook my had. Steve 
then showed my how to use it and put the open end to my 
mouth. "Ready? Ok, GO!" I started sucking in while he 
lit it up with a lighter. I sucked as hard and as much 
of the smoke in as I could, Bob coaching me along the 
way. 

When I got in as much as I could take, he told me to 
hold my breath, which I did. Then I let out this 
contrail of smoke that an old locomotive could have 
been proud of. The bong was now being passed around, 
and I started getting horny again. My little rod was 
standing on end.

"See?" said Bob after taking a puff. "The smoke makes 
him horny!" Steve looked over at my hard on.

"Not bad." Was all he said. The bong kept getting 
passed while we emptied our drinks. 

"Let's take this into another room." Steve suggested. 
So the four of us and the bong made the journey into 
Bob's grimy room again. Jimmy and I jumped onto the 
bed, while Bob and Steve stood there, just looking at 
us. 

"I'm not sure where I want to start." Steve said, 
placing a little brown bottle on the nightstand.

"Take Jimmy, and let me warm up Timmy for you first." 
Bob replied.

"Sounds good." And with that they both climbed into the 
bed. The bong was passed around three more times before 
the "fun" began. Steve started kissing Jimmy as Bob 
descended on me. The kissing, the smoke and the Jack 
all had me hot for anything, which suited Bob to a T. 
His hands roamed all over me as he plunged his tongue 
deeper and deeper in my mouth. He was rubbing his hard 
cock up and down anything of mine it touched. 

His hand snuck around to my backside and he started 
playing with the butt plug that was still in my 
stretched and relaxed asshole. It felt like a thick 
finger in there, slowly teasing my insides. As I had no 
other basis for comparison at this point, this is the 
best analogy I could come up with. His other hand 
started stroking my stubby manhood just before he 
closed my legs and slid his cock between my calves. I 
wanted to open my eyes and see what Steve and Jimmy 
were up to, but they were sealed shut in ecstasy. 

Bob kissed down my torso, taking a brief moment to suck 
and nibble on my nipples before sliding down to my 
hairless cock and balls. He took all of me into his 
mouth to include my balls in one quick sweep. It was 
then, before I let myself go over to passion that I 
wished I had a bigger cock -one that could satisfy Bob. 
I wished that I had this hard raging cock like Steve's 
that could fill Bob. One that could satisfy his every 
need, his every desire, his every whim. One that could 
produce cum. Yeah, one that could shoot a hot, sticky 
load down his throat, or up his hot ass. But alas, that 
was not to be. At least not yet...

These were my last thoughts before my consciousness 
fought with my passion, desire and sheer horniness. 
Guess who won? Soon I had my mouth stretched wide by 
some unknown phantom cock that had been placed there. 
Then, Bob turned and a nice, warm real one had replaced 
it. I went to town on that sucker, bobbing up and down 
on it like a pro. 

I slobbered my drool all over his towering erection. My 
mind was off in some fantasy realm while my body just 
responded to the stimuli it found. I finally opened my 
eyes enough to see Jimmy crouching over Steve while his 
ass was getting rimmed. He had his whole tongue deep 
inside of Jimmy's loose ass. He was running it in and 
out while Jimmy was jacking Steve's cock. Steve pushed 
Jimmy off of him and said,

"It's time, boy. You ready for this cock? This nice, 
long, thick, uncut, black cock?" Jimmy just nodded. 
"Well, then, c'mon boy. Get up." Jimmy rolled over onto 
his hands and knees, presenting his ass to Steve. 
"Yeah, boy. Ya' want it real bad, too, don't you? C'mon 
and let me fuck your ass." Bob stopped his pistoning 
action on my penis and looked up.

"Watch, Timmy, he's gonna do it this time for sure. 
Watch him take it. I can't wait for your turn." said 
Steve.

Jimmy knelt there as Steve rubbed some Vaseline on his 
cock and Jimmy's ass. He then spit in his hand and 
rubbed that all over his cock and one more time on 
Jimmy's ass. He put his thick meat up against Jimmy's 
hole. I didn't see how it was going to fit. It seemed 
too thick to even fit Jimmy's mouth, let alone his ass. 

He started to sort of lean against Jimmy, putting all 
of his weight onto his cock. Jimmy groaned as the 
pressure increased on his tight hole. Then, all of a 
sudden, Jimmy's sphincter gave out and Steve's prick 
slid in. It was only the head, but Steve kept inching 
more of it in with his weight. Jimmy groaned loudly. It 
seemed to be a mixture of pain and pleasure at the same 
time. 

Meanwhile, Bob had started playing with the butt plug 
again, pulling on it so that it threatened to escape 
the confines of my hole. Steve was now doing the same 
with his cock. Every time he pushed, he slid in a bit 
deeper. Jimmy was torn between Heaven and Hell as Steve 
tore him up.

"See, Timmy? He likes it. It hurts a bit, I won't lie 
to you. But it feels so good. So good. I want to be in 
you, Timmy. Let me fuck you. Be the man I know you 
are." I nodded my head. Bob got up and straddled my 
head. He pulled the butt plug out of my ass and put his 
cock inside my mouth as he leaned down and rimmed me 
deeply. He reached over for the Vaseline and pulled his 
tongue from my ass. 

He grabbed a big glob of the stuff and stuck two 
fingers into me. He pushed them up to his fist and 
started stroking them in and out. He started rubbing a 
spot in me that made me jump. It felt so great and my 
head was spinning. I was moaning around his cock, and 
decided to let go so that I could enjoy every moment. I 
took him as deep as I could. I thought I was going to 
puke from the gagging. He liked it. A third finger 
slipped inside, soon followed by a fourth. He couldn't 
get in as far, but that didn't stop his assault. I soon 
had him moaning along with me.

"Oh, yes, Timmy. Open it up. Let me into your ass. I 
want to fuck it. I'm gonna fuck it. I'm gonna slip my 
cock inside of that cherry ass of yours. Good boy, 
Timmy. God, so good. Ah, fuck it. Yes!" 

He jumped off of me and I scrambled to assume the same 
position that Jimmy had. I was looking right at Jimmy 
and Steve, who stopped to watch my deflowering. Out of 
the corner of my eye, I saw Bob's hand inside of the 
Vaseline jar, and then it was gone with a good amount 
on his fingers. After a second or two, I felt Bob's rod 
touching my asshole. This was it. It was going to 
happen. I was going to get fucked!

I felt him press the tip of his cock against my butt 
hole. He pushed and it slipped off of target and up my 
ass crack. He moaned in displeasure, grabbed his cock 
and took aim again. He was breathing loudly and almost 
gasping for air as he forced himself to concentrate on 
the matter at hand. He touched it to my hole and kept 
his hand around his manhood as he pushed into me. The 
pain was exquisite. He pushed in a bit and I started to 
whimper.

"No, Timmy, don't give in to the pain. You can take it. 
You're a man now. C'mon, Timmy. Let me in. It'll make 
me feel so good. You're going to love it." Somehow I 
was starting to doubt that. " Don't cry, Timmy. Trust 
me. You do trust me, don't you?" I nodded my head. 
Meanwhile, Steve had reached over onto the night stand 
and grabbed the little brown bottle. He cracked it open 
and it made a short hiss. He handed the bottle to Bob.

"Good idea, Steve. Here, Timmy, breathe in deep and 
hold it." He held the bottle to my nose and I followed 
his orders. It smelled funny, I can't describe it. I 
held my breath and the room started to spin. "Do it 
again." Again, I did as told, and when I could no 
longer hold my breath, I could also no longer feel 
much. Bob took the bottle away and sealed it. He pushed 
again at my ass, and slowly it began to open. The 
stretching was unbearable. 

I felt my muscles trying desperately to push him out, 
even as it slid in. It wasn't a sudden thing, no "pop" 
that I can recall. Just a slow, gradual pressure that 
increased to pain and finally agony. I reached my hand 
down to try to alleviate some of the pressure, but it 
only served to confirm that Bob's cock was truly 
sliding inside of me. Then something gave way, and I 
felt Bob slide in real quick and suddenly stop. 

"AHH! The head's in!" he growled. "That's the first 
part, guy. And the hardest. Now it's going to feel 
REALLY good. Are you scared?" I shook my head.

"Don't be. Do you want some more of the bottle?" Again, 
the head shake.

"Pop him again, Steve." Steve took the bottle from Bob 
and dragged Jimmy close enough to open the bottle under 
my nose. I breathed deep a total of three times when 
Bob asked,

"Are you ready now?" I shook my head again and Bob 
pushed against me. I felt the mass of him sink into my 
no longer virgin ass. Just when I would think that he 
could go no deeper in me, he'd pull out and slide even 
further in. The whole time he was praising my name.

"Oh, God, Timmy, oh, God. Yes, so good, so good Timmy. 
Ah, fuck yes!"

Meanwhile, Steve had gone back to fucking Jimmy. Bob 
picked up the pace, too. At first it was almost 
unbearable. I'm sure I had shed more than one tear by 
now, but Bob kept grinding into me. Soon, though, 
something inside of my mind decided that this was 
actually starting to feel good. Bob was still snaking 
inside of me, plunging ever deeper into the recesses of 
my behind. I'm not sure when, but my body began to 
relax. 

My breathing deepened and I actually started moaning in 
pleasure, not pain. My muscles slackened and Bob was 
thrilled to discover that he could now drive further 
into me. Throughout this time, due to Bob and Steve's 
constant pushing, Jimmy and I started to coast across 
the bed toward each other. When we were close enough, 
Jimmy reached up, grabbed my head and shoved his tongue 
in my mouth. 

After we had kissed passionately for a while Jimmy 
broke away and said how much he wanted a dick to suck 
right now.

"Timmy, do want to suck on Jimmy?" Steve asked.

"Yessss," I hissed, "let me suck Jimmy's cock. I want 
it so bad!" With that, Bob grabbed me by the hips and 
flipped me over without first pulling out. The 
sensation of Bob's cock turning inside of me was such 
that I shivered in splendor. Steve lifted Jimmy and 
carried him over before letting him down on me, all 
while still inside Jimmy's butt. 

Jimmy immediately drove my cock between his lips while 
I still recovered from my erotic acrobatics. Jimmy 
started to stab his cock at my face, waking me from my 
bliss. I opened my mouth and his boyhood dropped in. 
Bob and Steve resumed their onslaught. At first it was 
hard getting a rhythm, but soon everything fell into 
place. 

I heard the crack of the brown bottle and felt it being 
thrust at my nose. I inhaled as deep as I could and 
held it for an eternity. The bottle was moved to the 
others of us, tied in this passionate knot, before 
being passed to me again. This time I held my breath 
until the bottle was at my nose again. I took another 
deep sniff as I felt the tempo of our sex began to pick 
up.

 Soon we were all sweating as we fucked each other 
harder and harder. Soon Steve was bucking wildly as he 
slammed Jimmy's ass, pushing Jimmy's swollen member all 
the way in my mouth. Bob followed suite, pushing on 
Jimmy's head so that he almost couldn't breathe. Soon 
the moans turned to growls and howls of animalistic 
passion. 

"Fuck, yes, fucking A, Yes. Do It! FUCK IT! YES! YES! 
YYEESSSS!" Steve hollered before ripping out of Jimmy's 
ass and pushing him out of the way so that he could 
force his cock in my mouth. He pushed so far that I 
gagged, which just gave him more space to fill, which 
he did. Suddenly, his fountain started gushing cum. It 
was so thick and rich. It slid it's way down my throat 
and filled my belly. It just kept spurting out. Gush 
after gush of his creamy cum filled my mouth as Bob 
began spasming. He crammed his cock all the way into my 
ass, his balls slapping my ass as he did.


"Ah. Ah! AH! AHHHHH!" he yelped, as I felt something 
like a rock start at the base of his cock and slide up 
inside his flesh. Suddenly, my bowels were bathed with 
his hot jizz. He shook as each squirt launched out of 
him and into me. Quickly, my ass was overflowing with 
his juice. Each shot of his load made my ass spit some 
back out at him. Then it hit me. I had never before 
felt anything even remotely like this. It started with 
a ping in my mind and swiftly progressed through my 
whole body. 

It shot down my spine to my toes and back up to my ass 
and cock. My groin muscles pulled and jerked rapidly. 
My ass open wide to the hose that was still filling it 
with liquid fire and I felt as if I was going to die if 
I didn't shoot something out of my steel hard, 
quivering boyhood. A squirt of urine erupted from me 
and I felt pleasure unlike any other. 

My ass gripped Bob's dick. My throat was open wide, 
allowing further passage into my throat. Steve twitched 
letting another trickle of jizz slide down my throat. 
Jimmy swallowed my piss and was sucking out more. At 
that point, I blacked out. 

I'm not sure how long I was down, but I awoke to the 
sensation of Jimmy plunging his tongue deep into me to 
collect the last of his father's jizz. Bob and Steve 
were laying together watching this spectacle. When they 
saw me stir, they laughed quietly. 

"So, did you have fun?" asked Bob.

"Yes." I sighed.

"Good!"

"But I want more!"

"Already?"

"Uh-hmm."

"You're right, Bob, he is a manic!" I slid my way over 
to Steve and between his legs.

"This time I want your cock in my ass." I told him.

"You sure you can take it?" I nodded my affirmation as 
his foreskin-clad head slipped between my lips.

"Well, I guess I have no choice." he told Bob and 
started tongue kissing him, while Jimmy's mouth rooted 
for his daddy's tool. We kept at it until Steve was 
hard and horny enough to penetrate me. He laid me on my 
back and forced my knees as close to my head as he 
could get them. 

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Fuck me, please fuck me with that big black cock of 
yours." I cooed. And he did. He slid it in me in one 
quick push. Instantly my bowels caught fire. My ass, 
stretched to new dimensions protested to this attack. 
My body tried to reject Steve's member, but he held 
firm and shoved a bit harder.

"Yeah, you little bitch. Take that big black snake in 
you." He thrust again, this time hitting my upper most 
limits and I slid with him. "God, yes, I've got it all 
of the way in you, don't I?" I nodded. "You like that? 
Huh? You like being filled with my prick?" Again I 
nodded. "Then prove it. Moan for me. Let me hear it. 
C'mon bitch. Moan for me." Well, I didn't know what a 
bitch was, but I moaned like he asked.

"Ah, huh, hah, yes, um, yes, ah, ah, mmm, ah, uh, oh!"

"Yeah, that's it. Yeah. Moan, yeah, I'll have you 
screaming before long. You wanted this cock, Timmy, and 
now you're going to get all of it. Yeah, uh, yeah." 

Meanwhile, Jimmy had climbed into his father's lap and 
was now coaxing daddy's dick inside. I didn't know you 
could do it like that. I made a mental note to try it 
later.

Jimmy was grinding in his father's lap very slowly and 
sensually, while Steve pounded at me like a frothing 
animal. The four of us could not be more opposite in 
our loving if we had tried. Steve kept bucking at me, 
while y moans, as Steve had foretold, were getting 
louder and louder bordering on screams. But though he 
was hurting me, and believe me, I was definitely in 
pain, I was also loving it, coaxing him on.

"Oh, yes, fuck me! Harder! HARDER! Ram that hard prick 
into me, Steve! Come on, b- uh- Bitch (?) Yeah, FUCK 
ME! Ah, yes. Shove that dick of yours all of the way in 
my tight ass. Do it. DO IT! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" The latter 
part of my statement became a squeal as his cock 
penetrated me to a place I'd never felt before. He had 
slammed into me with such force that his balls slapped 
against my backside, and I felt something pop inside of 
me. 

I can only guess that it was my cherry- or my bowels. 
As he did this, though, he also started to release his 
seed into me with such a ferocity as I'd not know had 
existed. His grunts turned to yells of passion and 
screams of ecstasy. He practically howled as his cannon 
launched shot after gooey shot of his spunk, bathing my 
torn rectum with his healing salve. It was exquisite 
watching his face contort with pleasure/pain while his 
jizz was forced to squeeze though the tight opening 
that was my ass. To feel his muscle contract, one could 
tell that he'd never cum this hard before. 

Finally, he collapsed on top of me and kind of shivered 
with post orgasmic contractions as his body attempted 
to rid itself of the last of his load. Eventually he 
recovered enough to roll off of me, allowing me to 
breathe. I rolled on my side, while he was still 
somehow attached to me. It was if we had become a pair 
of dogs, and were unable to detach after our mating I 
was fine with that, because I loved the feel of his 
cock inside of me. 

I lay there watching Jimmy and his dad as they 
undulated against each other. The were embracing as 
lovers, tongues tied together in a passionate kiss. It 
was clear that Bob was trying to make things go faster, 
harder; but Jimmy would not allow it. Bob held back as 
long as he could before his passion took over and he 
drove jimmy into the bed and commenced to fuck him 
without restraint. Jimmy seemed happy by this and drove 
his father's lust by telling him how good it was, and 
how much he loved fucking him. 

Just then, Steve's cock slid out of my ass, causing a 
shiver to pass through me. I crawled over to Jimmy and 
Bob and offered a friendly hand- in Bob's ass. I did 
this without warning and without lube. I just got 
behind him, shaped my fingers as he taught, and forced 
my way inside. 

Bob gasped, moaned and growled at the same time. I felt 
his insides contract rhythmically as he began to launch 
his cum into his son. I enjoyed feeling his ass 
gripping my wrist as it squeezed his seed out his cock 
into Jimmy's well-used ass. When he finished, he rolled 
to the side, slipping out of his son's ass. Jimmy and I 
were on each other in a flash, burying our tongues into 
each other's assholes, scooping out the fresh loads 
that we found there. When his well ran dry, I lay there 
and dozed off to sleep to the feeling of Jimmy rimming 
me.

To be continued...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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