All characters copyright whoever owns the rights to The Brady Bunch This is intended for starical purposes only. My friends wanted Marcia or Jan, but I always jerked off thinking about Bobby's cute little freckled butt...
A lazy Summer afternoon breeze wafted through the Brady boys' bedroom, tickling the sweaty writhing bodies of Marcia, Jan and Bobby twisting in a tangled heap on the bottom bunk that Bobby shared with Peter. Muffled squeals periodically erupted from the girls bedroom that was on the other side of bathroom connecting the kids' bedrooms, but the siblings cavorting on Peter's bed took no notice. Marcia straddled Bobby's shoulders, his hands cuffed to the headboard, grinding her dripping pussy into his face, her clit rubbing furiously against his freckled button nose as her juices dribbled into his mouth and down his chin.
"Mmmmfnn..." Bobby struggled furiously, unable to breathe around the pressing lips of Marcia's firm young twat that threatened to suffocate him. Jan with one strong grip was holding his legs firmly spread, curled upward towards Marcia's sweating back, as her other hand pistoned a large greased cucumber in Bobby's distended rectum.
"You know you love it, Bobby," Jan cooed, her hair of gold tickling Bobby's balls, recalling the exact words Peter and Greg had slurped at her the very night before, when they'd lured her into joining them in the attic for some groovy marijuana cigarettes. Unable to agree on who got to poke her first, they'd finally settled on a little double-p. Greg's dick was fatter so he got the pussy position, while Peter poled Jan's young teen poop chute with his smaller less mature cock. They didn't want to *hurt* her after all...
"Fuck him harder Jan," Marcia instructed her sister, lifting her hips for an instant to allow her little brother to gasp some air, her cunt juices glistening on his nose and mouth. Bobby took the opportunity to start wailing. "It feels really groovy when he screams into my pussy, and his nose rubs my clitty just right when he jerks his head back"
"Pleeeeease Ja-an," Bobby screamed, "It's too big, even Daddy's isn't *that* fat... I only like skinny ones like Sam has." Bobby shrank as soon as he mentioned Sam's name, and started moaning as Jan drove the monstrous vegetable even deeper between his tight little freckled pre-adolescent cheeks. Marcia lurched forward, and grabbing Bobby's ears to better grind her twitching pussy into his face, about to cum she turned to look over her shoulder at Jan, who smiled an evil grin, twisting the fat organic dildo deep in Bobby's baby butt.
"Sam..." Jan exulted. "Wait'll Alice hears about this!"
Grinding her hips furiously, Marcia moaned and in one last orgasmic ecstasy thrust her tight cunt lips against Bobby's mouth, swirling them around his entire face, her juices stinging in his eyes, clogging his nose, dripping off his chin. She rolled exhaustedly off of Bobby to kneel beside him on the floor next to the bunk bed, and began licking the evidence of her orgasm off his face, sucking the cum out of his nose and kissing him deeply to share the taste of her funk with him as he gulped some welcome oxygen.
"You know Jan, I bet Bobby would do *anything* for us not to tell Alice he's been boffing her boyfriend." Marcia remarked, moving her attentions to Bobby's flaccid thumb-sized little boy meat, sucking furiously on it's two-and-a half inch length, fondling his balls, as Jan slowed the thrusts of the cucumber in Bobby's butt to a more tolerable pace and depth.
"Don't tell, you guys, please don't tell," Bobby wailed, arching his slim eight-year-old hips in spite of himself towards the intruder threatening to rupture his rectum, his tiny dick growing to it's full 3 1/2 inches, thanks to Marcia's expert ministrations and the cuke's head diddling his prostate. "I promised Sam if he fucked me nice I wouldn't tell anyone. Sam'll never fuck me again if you tell Alice, Alice'll throw him out. And I love it when Sam fucks me."
Marcia smiled sweetly at Bobby, and grinned at Jan. She slacked off sucking Bobby, as he was about to squirt his thin pre-adolescent load.
"Well maybe Jan can fuck you nice too Bobby," Marcia proposed. "We promise we won't tell Alice her boyfriend's been two-timing her with you, but you gotta do whatever we say from now on, ok?"
"That's right Bobby, I'll fuck you nice," Jan smiled at Bobby, removing her chartreuse mini-skirt to reveal a huge strap on dildo protruding from her slim teenage groin. She pulled her tight knit striped orange and white shirt off to reveal tiny almost imperceptible tits. Pulling the cuke from Bobby's ass, she watched as his sphincter spasmed happily in it's new-found freedom. It was a short-lived freedom. Jan grabbed the bottle of mineral oil that was always handy on any Brady night-stand, and lubed the monster rubber dong bobbing in front of her mound. In one happy stroke, Jan lurched forward, curling Bobby's knees up against his skinny chest and burying the entire shaft of her pseudo dick deep in his butt. Bobby shrieked in agony as the latex intruder stretched his anus wider than it had ever been stretched before, but his tiny phallus began to rise once again in spite of itself, responding to the painful rape of his ass as it would to pleasure. Jan leaned into the task with pleasure, her golden tresses falling forward to tickle Bobby's tiny nipples. Jan reached around Bobby's curled legs to grab at the little nubs, twisting and pulling as Bobby grunted like a happy little stuck pig, thrusting his freckled cheeks up to meet the rubber dick churning in and out his exit hole.
A flash went off in Bobby's face and he turned his head turned to find Greg taking picture after picture of him with Jan riding him hard, Marcia instructing Greg on camera angles and Jan on penetration angles.
"I get.. aaannnghhh... half... aaarrhhh... the money... ooooonnnnggghh... from this ... aaaaaaAAAnnnnnnnnnngggggggh... batch,...ooohhh ride me ride me ride me!.. batch... oooofffff p-p-p-p-... nngh nnnghhh nnnnghhhh... pictures!" Bobby yelled on the up-stroke of Jan's violent thrusts. The base of Jan's dildo was studded and nubbed, and she had a slim vibrator wedged in her cunt, so that each thrust into Bobby's ass ground the nubs exquisitely into her clit, the vibrator doing it's work in her pussy. In her ecstasy Jan had reneged on her promise to "fuck Bobby nice", but Bobby wasn't minding as his teeny member waved merrily from the action in his ass.
Peter had come in to see what all the noise was about just in time to watch Jan cum. With one last deep thrust Jan collapsed on top of Bobby, her hips bucking wildly, her long blond locks falling over Bobby's face and chest as his tiny dick dribbled it's pathetic attempt at an orgasm onto his belly. Peter clapped wildly, pumping his hips in a lewd imitation of Jan's gyrations.
"Right on, Sis! Way to bone Bobby! Boff the little brat!"
Jan reached around and unstrapped the dildo from her torso, leaving the harness dangling from the dong still buried in Bobby's ass as she rolled off him to collapse on the floor beside the bunk-bed.
"Wow that was really groovy," Jan sighed. "Where's Cindy...?"
Greg, Marcia and Peter laughed out loud. "She's kind of tied up right now..." they all giggled in unison.
"Hey, lemme go, guys!" Bobby wailed, afraid he'd been forgotten, his hands still attached to the headboard, too tired to will his muscles to expel the intruder from his ass, too tired to even shit.
Greg looked at Peter, who smiled back.
"Sure thing Bobby," Greg grinned. "Whatta ya think Pete, should we let Bobby go??"
"Aw c'mon you guys," Bobby whined, catching the lustful shine on their faces. "Jan just fucked me, can't you wait till another time? I'm tired..."
"I don't know, Greg, Mom and Alice will be home soon," Peter reasoned.
Greg smiled at Peter. "Yeah, we ought to get a quickie in now, don't you think?"
They looked at Bobby, who was crying and pulling at the handcuffs. "No fair, I'm telling!"
"Telling what?" Marcia smiled sweetly at Bobby, who blanched.
"You promised!" Bobby shrieked.
"We promised we wouldn't tell *Alice*," Marcia corrected. "We didn't say we wouldn't tell Greg and Peter you've been getting "Pencil-dick Sam" to bang you.
Bobby sobbed as Peter and Greg dropped their pants, Greg's thick meat swaying menacingly in the afternoon breeze, Peter's smaller but still impressive cock bobbing equally energetically as Peter stepped out of his jeans and began removing the wide, white leather belt from his bell-bottoms. In spite of Bobby's protests, his spirited little dick perked right up at the thought of taking his brothers' dicks up his butt and down his throat.
"Where is Cindy, really?" Jan asked Greg as he removed the handcuffs holding Bobby to the headboard and roughly yanked the oily shit-covered dong and harness from Bobby's ass and handed it to Jan, who grabbed it gingerly by one strap.
Greg smiled at Peter who grinned back at Marcia. "Hide and seek," was all he would tell Jan.
"Oh, you guys are cooties!," Jan pouted. "I ought to tell on you. I'll just find her myself!" Jan stomped out of the room, unaware that she wasn't very imposing stark naked, no matter how angrily she flung her long blond locks about.
Peter turned to Marcia, who was lounging on the corner of Greg's bed, watching Greg and Peter wrestling Bobby to the floor. Though exhausted from the butt banging Jan had just given him, the little guy was still putting up a decent fight.
"Gee whiz Marcia, are you just gonna watch or are you gonna help us out here?" Peter demanded, a strong arm around Bobby's neck and another pressing the small of his back into the carpet while Greg stripped off the rest of his clothes. With the onset of puberty Peter's voice had the bad habit of cracking at amusing moments, but he was enjoying his developing muscles and the new sensation of testosterone swelling his dick and putting hair on his balls. It was so much more fun banging butt than being banged, and Greg and his dad weren't as interested in him as they used to be.
Naked from the waist down, his fat cock dancing in front of him, Greg was having a hard time getting within reach of Bobby's buttocks for him kicking his legs. Greg reached in to grab one of Bobby's ankles but backed away hurriedly when Bobby's heel contacted the inside of his upper thigh.
Marcia stood up disdainfully from Greg's bed and picked up Peter's belt. "Boys don't know how to do anything. Do women have to show you EVERYTHING?" She leaned back and smacked Bobby across the buttocks with Peter's belt, raising a wide red weal across his skinny freckled cheeks. Bobby shrieked and twisted his hips trying to avoid the stripes that Marcia rained across his butt and the back of his legs. She was growing horny again at the sight of Bobby's burning cheeks, and started rubbing herself, hiking up her mini-skirt to get better access to her twat. She belted Bobby a few more times, and Greg stepped in when Bobby finally stopped struggling and lay passively waiting for the next stage in his humiliation.
"Good job, Sis," Greg praised Marcia's handiwork, kneeling down behind Bobby's prone form, roughly grabbing Bobby's enflamed flesh and pulling him to his knees, as Peter let go his grip on Bobby's neck and moved around in front of Bobby's now kneeling form, thrusting his cock into Bobby's mouth just as he opened it wide to bellow as Greg roughly thrust his fat hard meat between Bobby's flaming cheeks, brutally stretching his so recently abused child-sized sphincter muscle. Pushing the impossibly fat, dry head of his cock through Bobby's butthole, Greg leaned into the task at hand, kneeling over Bobby as he pushed his thick cock deep up Bobby's chocolate chute. The hairy base of Greg's 17-year-old cock grinding against his eight-year-old brother's bright red ass and the force of his dick travelling up inside Bobby pushed Bobby forward towards Peter's thrusting peter; Bobby's attempts to scream his protest opened his throat wide so that Peter was able to lunge the entire length of his hard fourteen-year- old dick all the way down Bobby's throat so that Peter's young nuts, just sprouting their first tufts of hair, tickled Bobby's chin. Peter grabbed Bobby's head and began fucking his face with wild abandon, his dick lunging in and out of Bobby's throat in sync with the pounding of Greg's dick in Bobby's rectum. Had they not been experienced cocksmen both Greg and Peter would have come right then, as Bobby struggled and thrashed, impaled at both ends, a human shish kebob, his spasming throat muscles milking Peter's rod like an expert whore's cunt, his ass spasming uncontrollably around the large cock grinding deep into his gut, splitting his ass cheeks wide, rubbing the freshly tanned flesh of his buttocks raw with each burrowing thrust.
Unknown to Greg, Marcia had become intensely excited at belting Bobby, and wanted in on the current ass action. She tip-toed up behind Greg's thrusting butt, Jan's abandoned dildo, freshly cleaned and greased jutting from her waist. On Greg's back-stroke, Marcia lunged forward, expertly parting Greg's cheeks, driving the huge dildo into his rectum in one clean stroke. Greg gasped at the unexpected intruder impaling him, and lunged forward into Bobby in an attempt to escape the dong Marcia was pumping into his ass, though truth to tell Greg rather enjoyed a stiff dick now and then. With the rubber wedge in his ass, the pressure on his prostate excited Greg to new heights of ecstasy and he humped Bobby now with cruel abandon, slamming him forward so that with each of Greg's thrusts Bobby's mouth was driven forward onto Peter's prick, it's full length sliding down Bobby's throat and tickling his tonsils. Only occasionally did Peter pull out far enough for Bobby to gasp a few essential lungfuls of air, and then it was back to face fucking. As Marcia began to come, she ground the huge dong deep into Greg's eager ass. Greg felt his nuts tighten and he knew he couldn't hold out any more.
"Oh baby..." Greg groaned, thrusting so hard into Bobby's ass that he lifted Bobby's knees right off the bedroom floor, Bobby dangling for just a moment from Greg's rock hard rod. "Get ready for a hot sperm enema, Bobby!" Greg bellowed.
Peter began thrusting into Bobby' mouth at the same time, slamming his balls into Bobby's chin as he too felt his nuts begin to explode. "Our cum's gonna mix somewhere inside him, Greg," Peter squeaked, unable to control himself or his breaking voice.
Together Peter and Greg shot their loads deep inside Bobby's tired little body, geyser after geyser of hot sticky semen shooting deep into his colon, splashing off the back of his throat as he had no other choice but to swallow or choke.
Marcia meanwhile continued pistoning the rubber rod in Greg's butt, as he lay exhausted atop Bobby's limp form, grinding her juicy cunt against the nubby base. With one final shuddering thrust she too came, slick juices dribbling onto Greg's firm freckled hairy ass.
They lay in an exhausted heap on the floor of the boys' bedroom, too tired to even speak, Bobby still gasping air and drooling Peter's cum as he lay with his head in the crotch of Peter's prone form, where he had collapsed when Peter had lain back, exhausted after filling Bobby with his cum. Greg lay next to Bobby, one leg still draped possessively over Bobby's back, smiling as he watched Bobby's butthole wink spasmodicly, Greg's cum mingled with Bobby's shit leaking from Bobby's ass with each spasm of his sphincter muscle.
"Get that thing out of my butt now, huh?" Greg demanded of Marcia who was laying exhausted on top of him, the dildo still buried deep in is butt.
A car was heard in the driveway.
"Hey," Peter remembered suddenly. "That must be Mom and Alice back from the airport with cousin Oliver."
Bobby perked up at the though of his chubby little blond five-year-old cousin spending the Summer with the Bradys.
Greg slapped Bobby's butt which was still recovering from it's recent tanning, reading Bobby's thoughts.
"Hey sport, looks like you'll be getting some soon too."
Slowly, the Brady kids untangled themselves and stumbled into the bathroom to clean themselves off and greet their new house guest.
Now, where WAS Cindy?