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Derek's Friend
by Dean Rogers Fuller (deanrogersfuller@aol.com)

***

A gay stepfather falls for a trap set by his 
precocious teenage son and his best friend. (M/mm-
teens, underage, oral, anal)

***

I was nicely settled into my favorite spot on my 
oversized couch with the gay classic Brothers Should 
Do It in the DVD player, stroking my hard cock as I 
watched the incredibly hot scene between J.W. King and 
Jon King. A four-day accumulation of cum in my balls 
meant that I was in for a spectacular cumshot of my 
own. My baggy sweatpants were in a heap around my 
ankles, and I was wearing nothing else. Derek, my 
adopted stepson, was spending the weekend with his 
mother. He was about all I had to show for an insane 
four-year marriage to one of those delusional fag hags 
who think they're going to somehow change the gay men 
they marry, and who turn into absolute witches when 
they discover it's not going to happen. I should 
mention that I was upfront with her from the very 
beginning, and the marriage was to be "of convenience" 
only and the deal didn't include sex with her.

Derek was the result of a week-long affair my ex had 
with someone before I met her, but if Derek was any 
indicator, he must have been movie-star handsome. At 
fifteen, Derek was already a very good looking young 
man with beautiful brown eyes and dark brown wavy 
hair. The same color hair was sprouting elsewhere as 
well, resulting in some teasing from other guys at 
school, most of whom were in truth jealous of Derek's 
fur. Derek was also one of those guys who are blessed 
with a naturally "V" shaped body, and I think there 
was some jealousy about that as well. In addition to 
his physical maturity, Derek demonstrated a mental 
maturity seldom seen in someone his age.

He had only heard from his biological father twice in 
ten years, so he was more than happy to let me legally 
adopt him, even to the point of changing his last 
name. When my train wreck of a marriage came to a 
fiery end, I fought for sole custody, but had to 
settle for joint custody with him living with me most 
of the time, but spending every other weekend with his 
mother.

She conveniently chose to ignore the child support the 
court had ordered her to pay, and Derek really didn't 
like the weekends with her, but I made him go, mainly 
to be certain that no legal loopholes she could 
exploit were left open. All this made it possible for 
me to be in my current position, stroking my cock and 
fingering a hairy nipple with the other hand as I 
watched those two incredibly hot men on the screen. My 
balls were just starting to pull up when my session 
was abruptly interrupted by the doorbell. 

Quickly, I pressed "Pause" on the remote control, then 
hauled up my sweatpants, hoping my rock-hard cock 
would cooperate and go down. My sweats were still 
tented when I pulled the front door open to reveal 
Derek's buddy Oleg, wearing board shorts, a tank top, 
and flip-flops. 

Oleg's family emigrated from Ukraine more than ten 
years before, so he was essentially an American kid. 
Not only his name, but his blonde hair served as 
reminders that Ukraine was colonized by Vikings, very 
good-looking Vikings, centuries ago. Furthermore, he 
seemed to have grown about eight inches in the last 
year, and I couldn't believe how broad his shoulders 
had become. The fuzz on his upper lip and the dark 
blonde hair I glimpsed in his pits all indicated that 
he would soon be a grown man if he wasn't already one.

Oleg was also a ballroom dancer, following a family 
tradition. I had seen him more than once in 
competitions, and he was incredibly graceful. I 
doubted that most high school jocks realized how 
physically demanding dancing was, but Oleg's very 
solid legs covered with sparkling golden hair spoke 
worlds about it.

"Hi, Oleg," I said, "what's up?"

"Is Derek home?" he asked, "he's not answering his 
cell phone."

"No, I'm sorry, he's not. He's spending the weekend 
with his mom."

I could see the disappointment on Oleg's face as he 
said "oh. I forgot about that. I was really hoping to 
hang with him today. My aunts and their kids are 
visiting, and things are pretty crazy at my house 
right now." As he spoke, he seemed to be staring 
directly at my hairy chest, and I almost 
subconsciously let my fingertips slide over it, 
briefly rubbing one of my nipples in the process. I 
was also pretty certain he noticed the point in my 
sweatpants that suddenly had come back to life, this 
time with a wet spot on it.
 
Oleg seemed so dejected I took pity and asked if he'd 
like to come in for a while anyway. To my surprise, he 
accepted my invitation, and I asked if he'd like a 
cold soda or some juice to drink. He asked for a Diet 
Coke, and without thinking I put the remote control on 
the coffee table as I headed towards the kitchen. Once 
there, I had to go to the basement to bring up a 
couple more six-packs of soda. With a can in each 
hand, I stepped into the living room and suddenly felt 
like a brick had fallen to the bottom of my stomach. 
Oleg had picked up the remote and pressed "play." He 
appeared to be absolutely fascinated by what he was 
seeing, and his left hand was rubbing a rise in his 
shorts.

"I'm sorry, Oleg, I really didn't mean for you to see 
that!"

He spun around and dropped the remote like it was red 
hot. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have looked without 
asking!"

My own pulse started to calm as I realized he wasn't 
freaked out by the video, nor was he going to run out 
of the house yelling that I was a pervert. I sat 
gingerly beside him and handed him his soda, which he 
opened and took a sip of. Watching him carefully from 
the corner of my eye, I took a swallow of my own.

"Can I...can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, Oleg, what is it?"

" Do you have a lot of these videos?"

"Not a huge number, but I do have some, yes."

"And you like this kind of thing?"

I figured there was no point in making some lame 
excuse, so I told the truth. "Yes I do like it a lot."

"Would you mind showing me some of the others?"

At this point I got extremely serious with Oleg, 
asking him very specifically if it was what he REALLY 
wanted, and very carefully explained that I could get 
into severe trouble if anyone found out I let him see 
them.

He answered "my dad has a whole stash of them in the 
basement that he doesn't think we know about, but they 
all have women in them. I've never seen any before 
with just guys."

This was food for thought, as I knew Oleg's family 
belonged to a conservative evangelical church. So 
Dimitri (Oleg's dad) had a few secrets of his own. I 
had a locking cupboard inside a regular closet, which 
I unlocked so I could grab several of the DVD's stored 
there. I spread them out on the coffee table with 
their covers showing and asked Oleg to pick one he'd 
like to see. To my surprise, he ignored the Belami 
titles with their smooth twinks, and grabbed an older 
production that featured Wes Daniels and Brett 
Williams, both models noted for being hairy and a bit 
more mature.

We sat silently viewing the production, which was 
almost a "how-to" of gay sex as the two sexy, dark-
haired men got it on in a way that they showed they 
really knew what to do with another guy. I noticed 
Oleg shifting his position as if he was uncomfortable, 
but when I asked if he wanted me to stop the video, he 
always answered "no, please leave it on."

Finally it became pretty obvious what his problem was 
and I said "Oleg, I know what's bothering you. Would 
you like to go to another room so you can have some 
privacy to relieve yourself?"

Oleg blushed as only a fair-skinned blonde can, but 
instead of looking at me as he spoke, he stared 
directly at the bulge that was still quite prominent 
in my sweats. "No, I don't want to leave. What I'd 
really like is to relieve myself right here. It looks 
like you need it as much as I do."

Reverting to Responsible Adult Mode, I had to ask 
"Oleg, are you SURE that's what you want? And you 
understand that we can't tell ANYONE about it?"

"Yes, I'm very sure."

Without another word, I slid my sweatpants down my 
hairy legs and kicked them off. My seven-inch 
circumcised penis sprang up to about a 45 degree angle 
from its thick nest of light brown curls. I never trim 
or shave my pubes or body, and don't like it when 
other guys do. Oleg seemed fascinated, and I had to 
remind him that he was still dressed. He stood up, 
pulled off his tank top, then dropped his shorts and 
boxers, giving me a view of one of the cutest asses 
I've ever seen, already covered with soft golden 
blonde fuzz.

He seemed suddenly shy, and I had to prompt him to 
turn around. Finally, he did, revealing his cock was 
as cute as his ass. Probably about five inches, hard 
as a rock, and curving up against his pubes. He had 
one of the fullest golden blonde bushes I've ever seen 
on a guy of any age. We both sat on the couch again, 
playing with our cocks and watching the video. After a 
while, Oleg asked hesitantly "can I... can I..? "

"Can you what, Oleg?"

"Can I touch yours?" 

"Yes, if you want."

"I'm not sure if I'll do it right, though."

I reached over, took his hand, and put it gently on my 
cock. I helped him wrap his fingers around it and 
started stroking. "It's really not that much different 
than stroking your own," I told him as I wrapped my 
fingers around his cock and started to gently jack it. 
From the sound he made, I could tell he liked what I 
was doing, and I definitely knew that I liked what HE 
was doing. Before long, the video ended, like most of 
them do, with a series of spectacular cumshots.

At that point, I stood up and took both Oleg's hands 
in mine so I could pull him to his feet. I wrapped my 
arms around him and pulled his smooth body against my 
hairy one. A little tentatively' he put his arms 
around me, but the closed his eyes and threw his head 
back when I started to nibble the side of his neck. 
Then, to my surprise, he put his lips on mine. I 
immediately kissed him back and soon our tongues were 
tangling. We stood there making out for several 
minutes. Somewhere, deep in the recesses of my fevered 
brain, a tiny voice was telling me that Oleg wasn't 
kissing like a first-timer, but I didn't listen to it. 
Finally I gently took his hand in mine and led him 
down the hall to my bedroom.

I laid down on the bed, pulling him on top of me. 
"MMMMMMM!" he moaned as my fingertips slowly moved 
down his spine and my legs wrapped around his. 
Grabbing his beautiful ass cheeks, I pulled him as 
close as I possibly could, feeling our hard cocks 
rubbing together. 

"This is fucking incredible," he said as I rolled him 
onto his back, kissing his lips and then working my 
way slowly down, licking and kissing his neck, collar 
bone, and nipples. He nearly went crazy when my lips 
clamped on his right nipple and I teased the hard tip 
with my tongue. After giving him a chance to calm 
down, I resumed my progress, this time following his 
"love trail" to his blonde bush. I rubbed my face in 
it, and smelled that "just showered" scent. He groaned 
as I licked his fuzzy balls, then groaned even louder 
as I slowly licked up the length of his cock several 
times. He had a very short foreskin, so the pink 
pointed head was completely exposed, and I desperately 
wanted a taste of it. I wrapped my lips around it and 
caressed it with my tongue. Neither of us noticed a 
shadow cast from the bedroom doorway.

Oleg was on a hair trigger, and after less than one 
minute of having his cock sucked, blew a huge load 
into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat, causing 
me to cough. Somehow I managed to swallow it all, 
something I usually don't recommend, but I really had 
no choice.

At almost the same time, we heard a loud voice 
demanding "what the fuck is going on here! My dad and 
my best friend??" 

The voice and shadow belonged to Derek, standing just 
inside the door in a pair of athletic shorts, a 
sleeveless t-shirt, and flip-flops. Even surprised and 
disoriented as I was, the bulge in his shorts was very 
obvious. A trickle of Oleg's cum ran down from the 
corner of my mouth as I tried to say, "Derek, I..." as 
I stood up. My words were cut off by Derek's lips on 
mine, as he kissed me deeply, sweeping his tongue 
through my mouth and tasting Oleg's cum.

When he finally let me come up for air I said "Derek, 
we shouldn't..."

Before I could finish, he said "bullshit." We're not 
biologically related, and it's not like we could have 
a malformed kid or something. I've wanted to do this 
for a long time, and I really think that deep down, so 
did you." 

Then he started to laugh, and Oleg joined in. They 
kissed and hugged each other tightly. I stood with my 
mouth gaping, but finally began to listen to that 
little voice I had ignored in the back of my mind. 
"What's so funny?" I demanded.

Derek sat on the bed and took my hand to pull me 
closer, and I sat next to him. Oleg sat on my other 
side. "We didn't..." Derek began.

"Didn't what?" I replied.

"Didn't think you'd fall for it."

With a growing suspicion that I'd been had, I said 
"Didn't think I'd fall for what?"

"Our plan. Oleg and I've been getting it on since we 
hit puberty. We had to be really careful because we 
knew his family would go ballistic if they found out."

"He's also been lusting after you for all that time as 
well. I honestly was a little jealous of the idea of 
sharing you with anyone, plus I know how much of a 
stickler you are for rules, regulations, and laws. We 
had to come up with a situation where you'd be horny 
enough to let some of your guards down."

"You little shits set me up!"

Laughing again, Oleg said "yes, we sure did, but don't 
think it was all an act. I had no idea you'd answer 
the door half naked with a hard-on showing in your 
sweats. It was all I could do to go ahead with the 
plan. We knew you'd be watching a video or DVD, but we 
couldn't be sure of much else."

"You know about my video collection?!"

"Oh come on, Dad, you left it unlocked a couple of 
years ago, and didn't even close the closet door," 
replied Derek. It took a while to figure out your 
routine, but finally I did. That made it possible to 
come up with a plan where we both could have you. That 
and because we knew Mom was going be gone with that 
creep boyfriend of hers this weekend."

I should mention at this point that both boys were 
constantly feeling me up, caressing most of my naked 
body, and I was unaware that my prick regained a very 
erect status.

But you really haven't shared me," I began.

In a flash, Derek was on his knees working my cock 
over like a pro. He got me so close that I had to stop 
him and pull out. I pulled him up to his feet and 
wrapped my arms around him, pulling him to me as tight 
as I could, and we kissed passionately. One of my legs 
was partially between his, and I could feel the soft 
hair starting to grow on his legs brushing against 
mine. Oleg moved behind Derek and began to kiss the 
back of his neck. Derek broke our kiss and turned 
enough that he could kiss Oleg again. I slowly kissed 
down Derek's chest, giving his nipples a good working 
over as I went, noticing for the first time the dark 
hair growing around them.

Finally I found his short love trail and followed it 
to his amazingly thick dark brown bush. His cock was 
probably six inches long, and stuck straight out, as 
rigid as an iron rod. He had a neat circumcision scar 
and a pointed head that was slightly larger than the 
shaft. I grabbed the base and rubbed the velvety head 
across my face and lips. 

Derek almost wailed "suck it! Suck it, PLEASE!!" I 
popped the head in my mouth and heard him moan in 
pleasure as my tongue worked around it. Slowly, I took 
it all the way down and then back to the tip, then 
started stroking and sucking. Oleg was on his knees 
behind Derek with his tongue in Derek's hairy crack, 
and between the two of us we were nearly driving the 
poor kid crazy.

I sensed what was happening, and said "let's take a 
break, guys." We all stood up to catch our breath. 
After a few moments, I put one hand on each of their 
asses and guided them both back towards the bed we'd 
worked ourselves off of. Oleg jumped ahead, landed in 
the middle, turned onto his back, spread his legs, 
then doubled his knees up.

Quickly, I opened a drawer in the nightstand and 
pulled out a string of condoms and a bottle of lube. I 
handed Derek a single condom, and helped him lube up.

"Do we really have to use this?" he asked.

"Yes we DO," I answered, "if for no reason other than 
to get into the habit. Now go to it. He's your best 
friend." Derek whispered something in my ear, gave me 
a kiss, then crawled across the bed. He positioned his 
cockhead as Oleg pulled his cheeks even farther apart. 
Slowly but steadily he pushed. 

Oleg groaned, tensing up, and I told him "just relax, 
and bear down as if you're taking a dump." Derek's 
cockhead popped in almost immediately, and easily slid 
the rest of the way in. He started slowly, but soon 
developed a rhythm. As I watched, I lubed and rubbered 
up my own cock, then climbed onto the bed. "Are you 
ready, Derek?" I asked. He nodded, and I moved 
forward, slipping my cockhead into his hairy crack. He 
paused long enough for me to locate his hole, and 
without hesitation I pushed all the way in. 

He gasped, but in a moment we synchronized our 
thrusting and I felt like I was fucking two guys at 
once. Derek's hole was very tight and warm, and he 
milked my cock by flexing his ass muscles. Before too 
long, the two younger guys started groaning and 
breathing harder. Realizing what was about to happen, 
I stepped up my pace. Within seconds, Oleg shot a huge 
string of cum that reached all the way to his chin. 
Several shorter strings landed on his chest and 
stomach. Derek groaned "oh fuck!," pulled out of 
Oleg's hole, yanked off the rubber and let go with two 
white streams of cum to add to Oleg's loads. Seeing 
all this happen pushed me nearly over the brink, and 
frantically I pulled out of Derek and tore the rubber 
off. Part of my jizz hit the back of Derek's hairy 
balls, and part shot under, adding still another load 
to what Oleg already had on him. I couldn't remember 
the last time I had such an incredible orgasm, and we 
all collapsed into a heap.

Gradually our heartbeats and breathing slowed down to 
normal. Even though Oleg got most of everyone's loads, 
we were all pretty cummy, and cum has a way of turning 
cold and sticky. Reluctantly I extracted myself from 
the pile, getting kisses from both boys in the 
process.

"Oleg," I asked, "what would you say if I were to call 
your folks and tell them that Derek invited you to 
sleep over?" 

I don't think I've ever seen someone's face light up 
with what I can only describe as joy and excitement at 
once. "I'd say do it!" he answered. I grabbed the 
bedside phone, and after Oleg gave me the number, told 
them to go through the sliding glass doors that led to 
the deck outside, uncover the spa, and turn it on. 
Luckily, the spa was surrounded by a very solid 
privacy fence. My call took only a couple minutes, but 
the spa was bubbling when I stepped outside. The guys 
were sitting on the edge with their legs in the water 
and again I marveled at how someone at that age can 
stay hard almost all the time.

Slipping into the spa I breathed a sigh of relief as 
the warm water bubbled around me. I turned and half 
swam and half floated to where the boys were sitting. 
For the next five or ten minutes I alternated between 
sucking Derek's cock and then Oleg's as they made out 
with each other. I was teasing them a little by 
sucking one until he was close to shooting, then 
switching to the other. Finally they started wanking 
themselves, and again I was amazed at the size of 
their loads.

They both slipped into the water with me, and 
immediately we were a tangle of arms, legs, and cocks 
as we washed the cum off, feeling each other up in the 
process, and trading deep kisses.

It felt wonderful, but our bodies need food as well as 
sex. I climbed out of the spa and grabbed a towel, 
which I used to partially dry myself. Then I went into 
the house and gave myself a rinsing shower in the 
bathroom. I put on my black boxer briefs, jeans, a t-
shirt, and sandals. I went back to the door and spoke 
to the boys. "I have to run a quick errand. Do you 
think you could stop messing around long enough to set 
the table while I'm gone? They said they would, and I 
got into my car.

About 30 minutes later I returned from the deli 
department of the local supermarket with two whole 
roasted chickens, potato salad, a vegetable tray, a 
bag of rolls, and a Dutch apple pie. The guys pulled 
on their shorts and I put everything on the table 
where I carved the chickens. Like a couple of 
vultures, they dug into their food, and my worry that 
I had bought too much food was totally groundless, as 
anyone who has experienced feeding teenage boys can 
attest.

After dinner we all stripped off and got into 
comfortable lounge pants. I sent the boys to the 
kitchen to do the dishes while I checked some emails 
on my computer. Shortly, we re-gathered in the family 
room. We all got comfortable on the oversized couch 
while we watched the movie Latter Days, which is the 
story of a Mormon missionary who realizes he is gay 
and gets sent home from his mission in disgrace. There 
were only a few seconds of bare skin but both stars 
were incredibly hot. By the time it was over, the boys 
were showing some obvious wood.

I told them to go ahead and take care of it themselves 
because guys my age don't have the limitless sexual 
energy they did. In a flash, Oleg ran to the bedroom 
and came back with the string of condoms and lube. I 
watched them make out and feel each other up, slipping 
their hands under the waistbands of their lounge 
pants, cupping ass cheeks and stroking hard cocks.

It wasn't long before the pants were gone and Derek 
was on his knees sucking Oleg's Ukrainian prick really 
hard and fast. I wanted to say "take it easy and enjoy 
the ride!" but kept my mouth shut. In almost no time 
Oleg began to moan, trying to hold Derek's head back, 
but Derek just sucked harder. With a huge groan, Oleg 
shot his load into Derek's mouth. He was winded and 
just crumpled onto the soft carpet as Derek wiped the 
cum away from the corners of his mouth.

My stepson then lay down with Oleg, kissing him softly 
and cradling him in his arms. It wasn't long before 
Oleg was kissing him back harder. His fingers went to 
Derek's nipples, but Derek pushed them away and 
started to play with Oleg's. His mouth went back to 
Oleg's, and with his tongue deep in the Ukrainian 
boy's mouth, he started to play with his cock and 
balls. I wouldn't have thought it possible, but that 
cock quickly hardened. I've already mentioned that 
Oleg's foreskin was very short. His cockhead wasn't a 
mushroom shape, but tapering and pointed, at no spot 
any larger around than his shaft. Derek took it into 
his mouth, and in just a few strokes got it to maximum 
hardness.

Next he lubed up that sweet Ukrainian cock, then 
rolled a rubber down its length and lubed it again. He 
had Oleg position himself on the soft rug so they 
would be in my direct line of sight, then worked some 
lube into his hole. He straddled Oleg facing me, and 
held his ass cheeks apart as Oleg held his cock 
vertical. It took a few seconds, but that pointed head 
found Derek's hole, and he eased himself down onto it 
with a soft gasp. Derek sat still for a minute, 
getting used to being penetrated, then gradually 
started to fuck himself on Oleg's rock hard penis.

This was a hundred times hotter than the best video 
ever made. Despite the fact that I thought my 
equipment was out of commission for the remainder of 
the night, I felt my penis rising in my lounge pants. 
I stood up, slid the pants off, and started to jack 
myself. The boys seemed to enjoy watching me as much 
as I enjoyed watching them. In a couple minutes, Derek 
said "Dad, come over here."

He stopped his up and down motion and opened his 
mouth. His hand wrapped around my hard, hairy cock and 
pulled it towards his mouth. I groaned in pleasure as 
his tongue worked its way around my glans. I started 
to thrust, but his hand stopped me. In a moment, he 
started a rhythm to give pleasure to both Oleg and me. 
As he raised himself, my cock slid into his mouth. As 
he lowered himself back down on Oleg's prick my cock 
slid the other direction.

The sensation was amazing, causing both Oleg and me to 
moan and gasp. My hands gently caressed Derek's head, 
neck and shoulders. I loved running my fingers through 
his wavy hair, and occasionally my fingers found his 
nipples. I understood now why he worked so hard to get 
Oleg off before; he wanted to make sure Oleg lasted 
long enough to deliver a good fuck and a good time for 
me as well.

Derek let my cock go long enough to say out loud 
"guys, let me know when you're getting close!"

As it happened, I was getting close, and groaned "I 
won't last much longer!"

Oleg almost shouted "me too!"

Derek moved quickly, letting go of my throbbing 
member, pulling off Oleg's cock, and pulling the 
condom off in what seemed like a split second. He 
threw himself down on his back, started wanking his 
cock, saying "cum on me, guys! Cum on me! I want us to 
all shoot together!"

I dropped to my knees on his left side, and Oleg moved 
to his right, both of us stroking fast. All three of 
us were listening to the others' breathing patterns 
and watching as balls moved up tight. I was the first 
to groan "I'm gonna blow!" The boys speeded up their 
stroking, and within seconds, the longest jet of cum 
I'd shot in years landed on Derek's stomach and chest, 
followed by two more not quite as large. Derek's first 
shot hit him in the face, and Oleg's flew so far it 
hit my thigh, leaving several trails. Derek's stomach 
was crisscrossed with trails of cum, and it was 
dripping from spots on his face, my thigh, and Oleg's 
right hand.

We collapsed on either side of Derek. I kissed him 
first, then Oleg kissed him, and finally Oleg and I 
kissed. We all lay there for a good fifteen minutes 
letting our heart rates return to normal. I was first 
to move, grabbing both boys by the hand, saying 
"shower time. I can't believe what a mess we've made!"

We all crowded into the shower, spending a good 30 
minutes washing each other clean. I sent the boys to 
Derek's bathroom to brush their teeth, while I did the 
same in mine. I crawled into the middle of my big 
California King bed with the covers turned down on 
either side of me. Before long, the two of them 
returned. Derek slid into bed on my right side, and 
Oleg slid into my left side. I put an arm around each 
of them, kissed them goodnight, and they rested their 
heads on my hairy chest, falling asleep almost 
instantly.

Despite being very tired myself I stayed awake 
reflecting on the day's events. If Derek and I were no 
longer going to have any secrets from each other, he'd 
need to know that his English teacher and I knew each 
other much better than he had any idea. Then there was 
the matter of going back to court to sue for sole 
custody, plus back payments of child support. I knew 
my lawyer a lot better than Derek realized as well. 
Did Derek know about the college student across the 
street who openly flirted with me?

And then there was... my thoughts trailed away as I 
drifted off into the most contented sleep I'd 
experienced in years.

To be continued?

Questions, comments, and constructive criticism are 
welcome. Email me at DeanRogersFuller@aol.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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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