Chapter 1
Daddy's boyfriend

Corey had turned twelve a few days ago and his father had given a great birthday party for Corey and all his friends from school. Ever since his mother left on Corey's sixth birthday, his daddy had done his best to make up for the absence of a mother figure. Corey loved his father above all, and he even liked the friends he'd had over the years. Bruno, Peter, Gerry. Now, being twelve, Corey understood that his dad felt better in the company of men but he still was not mature enough to understand that his dad was gay. This evening his dad had brought a new friend over, a tall blond man, possibly ten years younger than his father.

Corey had been watching a movie in his room before he went to bed when he suddenly felt the need to pee. So he paused the movie and walked out of his room. He could hear his dad talking with the man and also a bit of soft music coming from the living room downstairs. He ran to the bathroom and opened the fly of his pajamas to let the golden stream flow. He heard someone clearing his throat and turned around, a look of shock on his face.

"I'm sorry," the man said, "I didn't mean to interrupt you. Bob told me I could use this bathroom."

"It's okay," Corey said blushing at having been caught peeing.

The man was tall and blond as he'd noticed before. He had short wavy hair and deep blue eyes. Corey noticed he was also muscular.

"Done!" said Corey when he'd finished peeing, shaking the last droplets of pee from his tiny rod.

"Thanks, buddy!" The man said as Corey moved away from the toilet to wash his hands.

"It's Corey," he said.

"Daryl," the man said extending his hand.

When Corey turned to shake the man's hand, he noticed the man's weenie was hanging from his open fly. Corey had never seen a weenie that size and his eyes opened in shock. It was a big dickie, bigger than his daddy's for that matter and Corey slightly blushed.

"You okay, Corey?" Daryl asked.

"Yup," Corey said blushing again, "I gotta go to my room. Bye!"

Daryl took one long piss and then left the bathroom without washing his hands to go downstairs. When he arrived in the living room he found Bob sitting comfortably and holding his hard cock. Bob had picked Daryl up at a gay bar earlier that evening hoping to get laid. Daryl had thought the man was rather handsome; 190 cm [6.2'], red-haired and with dark blue eyes. He had a tanned skin and a built body. Now, since Corey had left the bathroom, Daryl had suddenly lost interest in the man. His thoughts and desires had now switched to Bob's son, Corey. The tween was beautiful, Daryl guessed he was about 133 cm [4.4'] tall with very pale skin and lovely wavy red hair. He had piercing green eyes and freckles all over his face. Daryl's mind kept replaying the scene that had unfolded in the bathroom and couldn't forget the image of Corey's young cock peeing. He had to do something about it and he knew it. He was glad Bob had invited him back to his house, because he would now have an excuse to come back to Bob's in the future and see gorgeous Corey again and again. He would just have to keep Bob sweet but his priority now was Corey.

"You got a nice cock," Daryl said.

"You can suck me off if you want," Bob replied.

"I can totally do that."

"Good but first its my turn to take a leak."

"I'll make drinks for the two of us," Daryl said and winked.

"Good. "

As Bob went to the bathroom, Daryl made a couple of drinks. The one for Bob he spiced with three sleeping pills knowing this was an opportunity he couldn't deny himself. Daryl had often tricked strangers into sleeping with him and later put them to sleep and taken what cash he could rip from them as they slept. He always went out prepared and without meeting Corey Bob might have ended up his latest victim. This time would be different, this time he'd put Bob to sleep so he could have the boy for himself. He had to have Corey tonight. Once the pills had completely dissolved into the drink, Daryl heard Bob moving about upstairs before coming downstairs and into the lounge. Bob took his drink and settled down into his chair..

"Aren't you gonna invite me to your room?" Daryl asked flirting with Bob as he sipped from his drink.

"I'm not sure about that," Bob said conscious his boy was upstairs, "I … um …"

"I get it, I'm sorry," Daryl said falsely apologetic.

"No, no, it's …"

Bob thought for a second, why couldn't he invite this gorgeous blonde into his bedroom? It wasn't like Corey was likely to come out of his room again. He had been settled in bed when Bob had looked in on his way back from the bathroom. And he was definitely into Daryl.

"It doesn't matter if you aren't into me, really," Daryl said playing the emotional blackmail card. Daryl was a master manipulator of people.

"No I am. Come up," Bob said and took Daryl's hand.

They went upstairs and into Bob's bedroom. The guy was cute, yes, but for Daryl nothing was more of a turn on than a tween or young teenage boy, and Bob's son, Corey, was definitely what he wanted. Young, possibly twelve, still at that age when their cocks are slightly underdeveloped, maybe no pubes or a light fuzz of them, like a ripe peach, tiny little marbles for nuts and semi-transparent tasty pre-teen cum. Yes, Corey was almost certainly at that stage and Daryl couldn't wait to find out whether he was right.

Bob and Daryl kept talking for a while about everything and nothing at the same time. Bob shared the fact that he had a son and that the boy's mother had abandoned them a while ago upon learning that Bob was into men. Daryl acted sympathetic and smiled at Bob, encouraging him, being as nice as he could manage to be. From Bob he also learned that Corey had just turned twelve and was a sweet obedient kid.

Daryl didn't want to wait anymore, and wanting to speed things up, he found one excuse after the other to keep Bob drinking from the spiced-up whiskey, then he moved things in the direction of sex. He had to have Bob impressed with the first-date-sex, because in his mind he was already thinking ahead, becoming the man's boyfriend, to have easy access to the real object of his desires: sweet little Corey. When the sex was over, Daryl cuddled with Bob and fondled him as he thought of Corey.

"Okay, let's finish our drinks," Daryl said, "bottom's up!"

Bob was already partially drunk and he had really enjoyed the sex, he couldn't believe this great young guy was in his bed. He really wanted this not to be a one night stand. He hoped Daryl would get on with Corey so the three of them could do things together. It wasn't long before he passed out dreaming of his future relationship with Daryl.

It was one in the morning when Daryl was finally free to carry on with his plan. He made sure the man was out cold before getting from the bed and leaving the bedroom. He went to the bathroom where he picked up a small towel. He searched in his pocket and took out the small vial in which he kept his chloroform, his back-up tool which had come in handy when he mugged some of the guys he flirted with. He wet the towel with the liquid and walked towards Corey's bedroom.

He entered the room ever so quietly. Corey was sleeping face up. Life was definitely good to him tonight. Daryl approached the bed and placed the towel against the boy's face. Corey was so deeply asleep he didn't wake as he was drugged. Before five minutes had passed, Corey was completely out. Daryl sighed and smiled to himself.

He first pulled Corey's shirt up and looked upon the most beautiful twelve year old torso he'd ever seen. He was so white and freckled! The nipples were small and pink and he caressed them. He leaned down and licked at the little knobs, which hardened immediately. He took his time savoring the boy's chest and nipples. With his right hand, Daryl started fondling Corey's young cock as he bit on the boy's nipples. Young Corey moaned in his slumber, and his moans were music to Daryl's ears. As he sucked, licked and bite at Corey's nipples, Daryl continued to fondle the boy's cock through his pajama bottoms.

Not wanting to waste more time, Daryl pulled down Corey's pajamas and underwear. The young cock was now fully erect and Daryl thought it was a wonderful tool, probably 11 centimeters [4.2"] at most. It was thick, probably a bit thicker than a thumb and covered by a heavy foreskin. The boy's balls had already dropped down and Daryl smiled again almost sure the boy was probably able to ejaculate. He used his thumb and index to peel down the foreskin and a gorgeous knob shaped red glans came into view. The narrow pee slit was already lubricating and Daryl couldn't help himself anymore. He went down to lick at the inviting young rod. As he licked and sucked on Corey's cock, he also took his time to play with the boy's young nuts. He caressed them, tugged at them, squeezed them. He loved the flavor of Corey's immature pre-cum and kept on licking at the pee slit and sucking on the boy's cock-head.

Being so young and more likely never blown, Corey's cock started throbbing very quickly and Daryl, recognizing the arrival of Corey's cum, sped up his sucking and fluttered his tongue in circles as he sucked on the whole tween-cocklet. Very soon, the twelve year older started cumming in Daryl's mouth, moaning in his drugged slumber and oblivious to the molestation he was being made victim to by his father's pick-up. Daryl licked his lips and continued to rub on the young cock-head. As he did so, he went down and licked at Corey's young balls taking his sweet time on it. He had always loved the scent of a pair of pubescent little nuts, a bit of sweat, piss, powder and the still sweet musky scent of boy genitalia. He then sucked Corey's left nut inside his mouth and sucked on it for a while. He then sucked on the right one. Finally, he sucked both balls inside his mouth and sucked fiercely on them as he continued to rub on the boy's now oversensitive beautiful cock-head. The boy flinched and moaned in his sleep.

He went back to licking and sucking on the boy's cocklet and very soon he forced a second load of semi-transparent tween cum. He licked his lips once again and then he laid himself next to Corey. He kissed the boy gently on the lips and continued to fondle his now completely tenderized young cock. Daryl was hard beyond belief and his trunks were now completely wet with his own pre-cum. Anyway, he couldn't stop now, Corey was too beautiful a boy and too much of an opportunity to go to waste. He continued to kiss Corey for a while and managed to get the boy hard again. Corey was now moaning a bit more constantly and Daryl wondered if the effect of the chloroform was wearing off, but he was way too invested to stop now.

Corey felt something funny in his weenie. Funny like when he wanted to pee but different, also his weenie hurt. He wanted to wake up but his eyes were heavy. He felt warm and wet in his weenie and balls and the funny feeling kept growing. He was worried he was going to wet the bed, but no matter how much he fought he just couldn't open his eyes. The funny feeling suddenly turned into a warmth he couldn't really understand and he felt as if his weenie was exploding. Daryl sucked fiercely as Corey's third load erupted in his mouth. The boy was young but he sure could cum, and Daryl knew he'd found paradise.

Corey managed to partially open his eyes and saw the tall blonde man, Daryl, sucking at his weenie.

"Huh?" he said half asleep.

"Shhhhh," Daryl said as he licked his lips, "It's a dream."

Corey closed his eyes once again and fell back asleep still under the influence of the remains of the chloroform. Daryl did not pull the boy's pajamas back in place, he left the pajamas and underwear down around the boy's knees. He was already thinking of the future and knew he needed to start to mess with the boy's mind. When Corey woke up, he'd probably remember opening his eyes and Daryl telling him it was a dream. If his pajamas were down, the boy would have to figure out whether he had been truly dreaming. A little bit of a mind-fuck never really hurt in making people more controllable and Daryl was definitely planning to stay with the Zanes for a while. As he'd done when he came into the boy's bedroom, Daryl went out with no sound.

He went back to Bob, who was still out cold. He cuddled against the man still licking his lips. Corey's cock was the best thing that had happened to him and he was not willing to let go. He had to see Bob again and, if possible, become his boyfriend. He was sure wild sex with Bob would be no hardship even if its main purpose was to keep enjoying young Corey.

When Corey woke up it was probably around nine in the morning, he felt a bit muzzy. He was entangled in his sheet and blankets and, as he moved them aside, he was surprised to find his pajamas and underpants down. He partially remembered waking up in the middle of the night with his father's friend sucking his weenie. No, that had been a dream. He felt embarrassed that he must have pulled them down during the night, so he pulled them up, got out of bed and went into his father's room.

"Hey there!" Daryl said.

"Um … Hi … Daryl?" Corey asked confused at finding the man in his dad's bed … with his dad.

"You remembered my name!" he said.

"I did."

"Your dad is still asleep."

"I can see that. I … um …" Corey stammered.

"You okay?" The man asked.

"I usually get into his bed on Sundays to sleep late."

"Oh! Well," the man said, "I have a very good idea!"

"What's that?"

"What if you cuddle with your dad while I make breakfast" the man said patting the bed.

Corey smiled and jumped onto the bed.

"Would you do that?"

"Oh you bet!" Daryl said, "Like pancakes?"

"I love pancakes!" Corey replied.

"It's a deal then! Go on and sleep for a while."

Daryl stood up completely naked and Corey looked at the man's huge weenie once again. He thought again that it was much bigger than his dad's and with a lot of blond fuzz around it. Daryl smiled as he noticed how Corey looked at his cock, exactly as he'd done the night before in the bathroom. Maybe, just maybe, having little Corey fall into his arms wouldn't be so hard after all.

"You okay, Corey?" asked Daryl.

Corey went completely red and turned on his side to hug his dad who was sleeping face up only then realizing that his dad was stark naked, normally he wore pajamas. Daryl made his way into the kitchen and made pancakes, fried eggs and bacon for all three of them. He took his time waiting for fifteen minutes after he had finished before going back into the bedroom.

"Wake up, sleepyheads!" he said almost shouting.

Corey moved from his dad's side and opened his eyes, which once again got glued to Daryl's cock. Daryl picked up his trunks and put them on before his 'boyfriend' woke up and caught him giving little Corey a show of his big thick man log. Bob woke up at that very moment and smiled at Daryl as he hugged his son Corey.

"What did I miss?" he asked.

"Daryl made breakfast for us!" Corey said.

"He did, huh?" Bob asked noticing for the first time his horrible hangover.

"Pancakes, eggs and bacon," said Daryl.

"Go wash your hands, Corey," Bob said, realizing he was in bed with his twelve year old son and he was naked.

Corey jumped from the bed and Bob gratefully hugged Daryl and kissed him.

"You didn't have to."

"Oh, but I wanted to!" Daryl replied, "You don't meet someone wonderful every single weekend!"

Bob smiled thinking Daryl was referring to him, oblivious to the fact that the man was talking about young Corey. Daryl smiled as Bob pulled some shorts on and he remembered how it felt to have Corey's cock erupting in his mouth just a few hours ago.

Four weeks had passed and Daryl had found ways to make himself appreciated at Bob's household. Every Friday and Saturday he would come over and fuck with Bob and drug him. He had also continued to treat himself with young Corey, always using his wet-cloth magic trick to have his way with the boy's gorgeous tween cock.

This Sunday was no different and Daryl had made breakfast again, the flavor of Corey's young cum still fresh in his throat. All three sat in Bob's bed and had breakfast together. Bob had to recognize Daryl was talented in the kitchen and found himself liking the blonde more and more as time passed by. He didn't fail to notice that his son Corey seemed to like Daryl well enough too, and Bob wondered if Daryl was a good enough man to settle down with. Suddenly, the phone rang, bringing Bob out of his daydreaming about a possible future.

"Dad, it's Sunday!" Corey protested.

"I'm sorry Corey, I need to take it."

Bob walked out of the room to pick up the phone downstairs. Daryl noticed Corey's sudden change of mood and moved closer to the boy, "You okay, Corey?" he asked.

Beautiful Corey did not reply, but Daryl could see the boy was angry and had stopped eating.

"Is there something I can do for you?" Daryl insisted.

Corey moved his head negatively as tears welled up in his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he carried on, "I'm good at listening."

Corey nodded again as Bob came back into the bedroom.

"I have to go to the hospital. There was an emergency and they need me for brain surgery."

"I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!" Corey shouted.

"Corey, please. Go get ready so we can get going."

"I don't wanna spend my Sunday at the hospital, I hate it, I hate it!"

Daryl couldn't believe how lucky he'd gotten this time when he saw the argument between father and son. He smiled as he imagined that with such an opportunity he would be able to, first, win Bob over, and second, he could have Corey all to himself for the whole day.

"Guys?" Daryl said, "I don't want to intrude in your family argument, but I have an idea."

Both father and son turned and looked at Daryl quizzically, "And what is that?" Bob asked as Corey nodded.

"I could stay over and spend Sunday with Corey."

"Oh, Daryl!" Bob said genuinely moved, "I wouldn't want to impose! Usually this kind of thing takes all day, and you do so much already as it is …"

"No, I mean it!" Daryl protested, "Corey and I get along well, it wouldn't be an imposition. You could go check on your work and Corey and I could watch movies or do something together."

Daryl's mind was more on the or something. He looked at Bob and Corey waiting for an answer. Seeing that neither of them answered, he turned and looked at the boy of his dreams.

"So, Corey," he said smiling broadly, "What do you say?"

Corey's face was still streaked by the tears, but the boy wasn't crying anymore. He looked at Daryl and a partial smile showed in his face as he asked, "Would you do that?"

"I'd love to, Corey," Daryl said.

"Great!" he said, "I'm gonna go find a good movie!"

And having said so, he ran to his bedroom.

"Daryl, darling," said Bob, "you don't really have to do this …"

Daryl embraced Bob and gave him a peck on the lips. Bob was even more happy to have found Daryl and Daryl was even more happy to get Corey all to himself for the day.

Chapter 2
True colors

Daryl smiled as he and Corey waved Bob goodbye through the window. Corey was truly excited that he wasn't going to have to spend one more Sunday at his dad's job, and Daryl was so happy he was going to have a full Sunday to have Corey. First thing he had done, after he heard they'd be alone, was give Corey a couple of sexual enhancing pills, spicing Corey's orange juice with a couple of magic pills. He now found himself thinking about the best way to take advantage of the situation. Corey, fortunately, had not changed and was only wearing lose boxers and a t-shirt and that certainly simplified things.

"Daryl?" Corey asked.

"Yes, Corey?"

"Are we gonna watch the movie or what?"

"Oh, we are!" Daryl said, "Race you to the TV room!"

Daryl ran after Corey paying close attention to the boy's physique. He couldn't believe how lucky it had been that Bob had been called into work and that he would more likely be there all day long. Soon they were in the TV room, which was in the basement and Corey sat on the rather comfortable love seat.

"So," Daryl said, "What are we watching?"

"How about Sci-fi?" Corey said, "I have lots of Sci-fi."

"You're on! Pick one and I'm going to the kitchen to get some sodas and popcorn."

Daryl went back to the kitchen to fetch the sodas and the popcorn. He took a slight detour to go into the storage room and grab a couple of ropes and a brand new dust cloth, he had noticed previously, in case Corey proved to be the struggling type. As he entered the basement, he dropped the ropes and dust cloth behind the love seat and sat next to Corey. Ten minutes later, he and Corey were watching the movie. Daryl had sat very close to Corey and he felt the heat radiating from the tween. He could hardly restrain himself from making his move, but he knew it was best if the pills kicked in first. Twenty minutes into the movie, Daryl threw his arm over Corey's shoulder and the boy didn't seem too bothered by it, although he had initially stiffened but then relaxed.

Corey was eating popcorn when he noticed Daryl was now caressing his right leg. He found it a bit awkward, but didn't say anything. Daryl was so nice to him, he thought of him as a bit like an uncle and there was nothing wrong with a bit of physical contact, now, was there? Daryl had been so nice and friendly towards him since day one. Noticing Corey didn't voice any disagreement Daryl decided to take it one step further and moved his hand over Corey's inner thigh getting dangerously close to his crotch. Corey still didn't say anything but started feeling uncomfortable with the man's touch. He felt something funny inside. Maybe Daryl was just trying to show him how much he cared for him, he told himself? Yeah, maybe that was it? He didn't have any uncles and none of dad's other friends had really bothered with him.

Daryl felt even more daring and started caressing Corey's inner thigh occasionally brushing at the boy's tender sweet nuts.

"Daryl?" Corey said stuttering feeling nervous by the man's obviously inappropriate touch, "I think you shouldn't …"

"Don't get nervous, Corey," Daryl said moving his hand all the way to Corey's balls through the loose boxers, "It'll be alright …."

"Hey!" Corey said now, "No … no don't touch my balls? St- stop! Why are you doing this?"

For an answer, Daryl started playing with Corey's balls and tightened his grip around the boy's neck.

"Stop, Daryl, Stop!"

"Relax, Corey sweetheart, it's gonna be good!"

"No, no, no! It's sick! Stop! Stop!" Corey begged as he struggled.

Daryl moved his hand up a bit more and grabbed Corey's cock which was now stiffening against the boy's will, thanks to the pills Daryl had slipped in the boy's orange juice. Daryl was already well acquainted with Corey's little rod and knew exactly where to touch and how, but he had never had Corey awake before and his adult cock was throbbing inside his underwear. Truth, a little bit of struggling made it a lot more interesting and enjoyable.

"See? You like it!" Daryl said smiling at the struggling red-haired boy.

"No, I don't!" Corey replied shouting.

"But your dick is hard! That means you like it!" Daryl said now rubbing Corey's fully erect 11 cm (4.3") tween cock.

"Stop, stop!" Corey pleaded struggling harder and trying to free himself from Daryl's grasp.

Daryl released Cory and stood up and Corey ran to the door, but the man had locked the basement door when he came in and he had the only key. He strode over to Corey and using one of the ropes, he tied the boy's wrists behind his back. Corey kept struggling but Daryl was bigger and muscular and there was nothing he could do to stop the man from doing what he wanted.

"Stop, please, stop!" Corey shouted again, his voice cracking with fear.

After tying the boy's wrists, Daryl used the dust cloth to improvise a gag. When Corey had been tied by the wrists and gagged, Daryl carried him back to the love seat.

"I wanted to do this nicely, Corey, but you haven't given me any choice," Daryl said.

Kneeling before Corey, Daryl tied his ankles together and was now free to proceed with his plan. He started caressing the boy's legs all the way to his thighs and then inside his boxers. Thanks to the sexual enhancers, Corey's young cock was stiff despite his fear and Daryl smiled. He jerked the boy's cock up and down with his left hand as he manipulated the young balls with his right. Corey struggled unable to understand why Daryl was doing what he was doing, it was sick and perverted and wrong and, at the same time, the ripples of pleasure going from his dick to his brain confused him. Why was his dick hard if he was afraid and he did not like what Daryl was doing? Daryl took the boy's dick and nuts out of the boxers through the fly and Corey's eyes opened in shock as he saw his own dick so hard and oozing a transparent substance. He struggled more, but that didn't have the slightest affect on Daryl.

Daryl was in heaven. Corey's cock was so hard and beautiful Daryl was surprised how well the pills had kicked in. Corey was still struggling, but Daryl enjoyed that and he knew it was only a matter of time before h his skillful ministrations would get the reaction he wanted which he would be able to use against Corey to control him. With thumb and finger, Daryl peeled Corey's foreskin back and he was rewarded with a nice droplet of tween pre-cum, which he used to lubricate and polish Corey's lovely pink-red knob.

"My, my!" Daryl said, "Look at that gorgeous droplet of pre-cum! You are one very horny naughty boy, Corey!"

Corey was confused and experiencing the most disturbing sensations. Daryl was wrong! He wasn't a horny naughty boy! But if he wasn't, why was his dick so hard as Daryl manipulated it? While he continued to struggle, he also felt the newborn sexual sensations all over his body. His tween mind was so very confused and it felt weird as Daryl stimulated his dick-head. He wanted Daryl to stop and at the same his dick felt strange and nice and warm. Noticing that Corey was obviously enjoying the feelings in his young rod, Daryl sped up the rubbing of the boy's cock-head, which was now continuously dripping pre-cum. Corey struggled a bit more, but he was not shouting through the gag anymore, he was now only whimpering. Daryl took advantage of Corey's now fading resistance to flip him over and take a look at the sweet boy's lovely ass.

"Well, let's see what we have here!"

The boy's cheeks were a wonder of nature and Daryl started caressing them, taking his time savoring Corey. Then he ran a finger along the boy's crack and Corey started squirming and wriggling again as he once again tried to shout through his cloth gag. Daryl knelt down and bending Corey over, exposed the boy's virgin hole. He ran his finger in circles around the entrance and Corey wriggled more forcefully. Corey was even more confused as Daryl caressed his asshole. What was the man going to do? He was terrified, but his young dick was still hard as a rock. He then felt something wet on his hole and realized it must be Daryl's tongue. He felt disgusted at knowing a man was licking his most intimate part, but his dick throbbed every time the tongue lapped in his never before touched by anything but toilet paper or a wash flannel asshole. He was terrified and wanted Daryl to stop desperately.

Daryl noticed Corey's nervousness and pulled back from the boy's hole. He fished in his pocket and took out a party drug. He slightly licked it and then pushed it inside Corey's ass using his index finger. He then went back to licking Corey's back door. As he did so, Daryl slowly started jerking Corey's lovely cock once again. Corey felt new funny sensations all over his body and wriggled. He hadn't realized that Daryl had pushed a new pill up his ass, but it was as if every single part of his body had turned into a giant nerve ending. He wanted Daryl to stop his perverted actions but his cock kept betraying him as Daryl fondled him.

Daryl flipped Corey once again, but this time he carried him as one would a baby. In that position, Daryl pushed his middle finger up Corey's ass and at the same time started kissing the boy's nipples gently. He felt Corey's resistance reducing and he felt pleased his plan was working. The best part was now about to begin. He found Corey's prostate and started rubbing firmly as he licked and bit at the boy´s now swelling pink nipples. The boy started wriggling about, but this time Daryl knew he was not struggling, but the helplessness of approaching orgasm and being unable to not react to it.

He then lay Corey back on the love seat and knelt before him. He fingered the boy once again pressing relentlessly on his prostate as he bent down to engulf the boy's cock in his mouth. With the sill of an expert, he licked and bit at the knob as he went up and down the small tween shaft and fingered the previously virgin hole. Corey felt the strangest of feelings as Daryl sucked his dick and fingered his hole. He didn't understand what was happening inside his body and he felt like he sort of wanted to pee, but different. Every single move Daryl made turned his body into a melting mood. He wasn't expecting the contraction he felt in his crotch as his first conscious orgasm ever finally hit. He felt the most pleasurable of releases as Daryl's finger moved inside his ass with uncanny speed and his mouth sucked on the tween's cock.

Daryl felt triumphant as Corey's body convulsed in orgasm. He increased the pressure and the pumping of the boy's cock as it erupted all of its semi-transparent immature hot tween spunk in the man's mouth. It was even better than it had been at night when he would put the boy to sleep and abuse him. This was so much better! It was much, much better because young Corey was awake and fully aware as Daryl took him and that gave the man a wonderful sense of satisfaction and ownership. He was sure this was only the first time of many that Corey was going to knowingly submit to Daryl's desires. He knew Corey's first experience of being taken to such an earth shattering orgasm would be a fatal weakness in his defense against Daryl's abuse. And if it wasn't, Daryl would have many other ways of coercing the boy into submission.

Corey was spent, but strangely for him, his tween dick was still very hard.

"That was lovely, Corey!" Daryl said, "Your cum is just so delicious!"

Corey didn't know how to react to what had just happened, he was still delirious. He knew what Daryl had done to him was very wrong and bad but it had felt so good. How could that be possible? While still trying to get his head round it the phone rang and Daryl stood up to pick up the basement's extension.

"Hello?" Corey heard Daryl say, "Bob, darling! … No, we're okay … of course! You really needn't worry … No, Corey's fine … Yes, darling, we're having lots of fun … No, no, Corey is coming along just fine … Really, darling, everything is fine … To the phone? … He's in the bathroom right now … Do you want him to call you later? … Oh, okay! … Like 10:00 pm? No problem, Bob … I mean it, I can put Corey to bed … Milk? Of course darling, I'll make sure he has his milk before going to bed … Sure thing, I'll let him know … kisses to you too, babe … see you tonight … Bye, now!"

Corey's eyes reflected fear, but his drugged body kept his cock real hard. Daryl smiled as he approached the boy and started rubbing his tenderized cock-head with thumb and index and said, "That was your dad. He wanted to know if we were having fun, and I told him we were, right?"

When Corey did not reply, Daryl squeezed the boy balls being vicious for the first time, "I asked you a question Corey! We're having fun, RIGHT?"

This time Corey nodded, tears showing in his eyes. Daryl then rubbed the tender balls after the punishment to try and relax him a bit. He approached the boy's face, "I'm going to remove your gag, Corey, and you'd better not scream!"

Corey nodded again and Daryl removed the boy's cloth gag. Corey looked at his tormentor as he started rubbing the tween cock again. Corey started whimpering but he wasn't sure whether it was out of fear or out of pleasure.

"Your cock is rock hard, Corey! Look how hard it is!" said Daryl.

Corey was very aware how his dick was still hard as Daryl rubbed it up and down and didn't know why or what to say. His dick felt as if it was on fire and he wasn't sure why he kept on feeling so aroused even though it also hurt and when he knew this was utterly wrong.

"Why … why are you … doing this?" Corey asked between gasps.

"Oh, Corey, Corey!" Daryl said, "Because I like you. Because since the very first time I saw you I fell in love with you, and wanted to have you just for me! I've been wanting to do this for some time now and I have finally gotten my reward for being patient! Besides," he added, "you seem to be enjoying it well enough."

Corey started whimpering now still unable to process what was going on, when Daryl went down and started sucking the boy's dick once again.

"No … not again … I can't …" Corey said.

"Yes you can, Corey, babe," Daryl said taking the boy's cock out of his mouth, "Look at how hard you are still! You have one naughty naughty naughty little cock!"

Daryl took Corey's dick in his mouth again and started sucking. Corey whimpered out of fear and also out of pleasure as his father's boyfriend had his way with him. He wasn't really sure why, but as Daryl sucked him, he started feeling those glorious sensations through his body again and started wondering why he was feeling so good if this was so very wrong. Noticing Corey's hesitation, Daryl sped up his sucking as he pushed his middle finger inside the boy's ass to stimulate his prostate once again. As he sucked and fingered Corey, Daryl added his free hand to fondle the tween's balls. He cupped them, caressed them, tugged on them and squeezed them as Corey moaned and whimpered.

"Please … Daryl, please …" he said once and again in desperation, "Please stop … please … oh, God! … Please, please … I beg you … stop …"

Corey's begging only turned Daryl on more, eager to make the boy cum for a second time. He kept on rubbing at Corey's prostate as he sucked him wildly once again. He then swapped from the sucking and started licking the boy's cock-head in circles, knowing how well that technique had worked for him when Corey was asleep. He focused his tongue on the boy's pee slit and Corey started wriggling about, feeling obviously over-sensitive in that spot, a fact not unknown to Daryl, who had done it several times over the past weeks since he'd come into Bob's and Corey's lives.

"Daryl … please … Oh, God!" Corey said going insane as Daryl's tongue danced around his pee slit and against his own will, he started cumming in the mouth of his father's boyfriend once again, "Oh gaaaaaawd!"

"Your cum is just so delicious!" Daryl said once he'd swallowed the boy's second load.

Corey felt totally spent as his orgasm subsided. But Daryl was far from over, so he stood up from his place and smiled at his lovely bound red-haired boy. He opened his fly and took his gorgeous thick 20 cm [8"].

"Do you remember my friend here, Corey?" Daryl said, "I remember you paying very close attention the day we met in the bathroom."

"What? No!" Corey sobbed.

"I think it's time you and he got properly acquainted!" Daryl said slapping his cock against Corey's cheeks. "You couldn't take your eyes off it in the bathroom. That's when I knew you were a horny naughty pervert."

Corey closed his lips tight imagining what Daryl expected of him with his abuser's words echoing in his brain. Daryl smiled at Corey knowing it was just a matter of time before the boy would be satisfying Daryl's own desires.

"Corey, Corey," he said, "I have many ways of making you open those lovely red lips of yours. Some of them are very nasty ways indeed. Some of those nasty ways involve pain. I can promise you if I have to use them you will do what I want so why not save yourself the pain." As further encouragement Daryl moved his hand down to the boy's sore balls.

Corey started whimpering and opened his mouth for Daryl. The man smiled as he pushed his red pulsating cock-head into the boy's mouth. Since the day he'd seen Corey in the bathroom, Daryl had fantasized about this moment, the moment when he could finally have lovely Corey suck him to orgasm, and he was planning on doing it more than once.

"Take your time, Corey, baby," Daryl said, "taste your man and get used to it. You're gonna be doing this rather often!"

Corey sucked on the head as Daryl started moving in and out of his inexperienced mouth.

"Careful with your teeth, Corey," Daryl said.

Corey tried his best to please Daryl and stop him hurting him and bring this nightmare to an end. He started running his tongue around Daryl's cock-head, just the way he'd felt Daryl do to him earlier.. Corey figured if he did it well, this ordeal would be over quicker. He sucked at the cock-head being careful not to use his teeth and kept his tongue dancing around the huge head.

"That's good, rub your tongue around my cock-head," Daryl encouraged him, "you're doing great so far, I think your a natural. I knew you wanted my cock since the very first time you saw it!"

Corey was confused. Did he like Daryl's cock? No, that couldn't be true. He didn't like cocks. He wasn't a fag. Daryl was wrong. When they'd met the first time, he'd been shocked to have seen such a big dick, but he didn't like it. And he didn't like sucking on it. Fortunately, Daryl's cock didn't taste as bad as he imagined a cock would taste.

"Start bobbing your head, Corey," Daryl commanded, "I want you to suck my cock up and down."

Corey did as told and Daryl found himself getting closer to orgasm. Caught in the wonderful sensations Corey was giving him and his arousal from the forced nature of the act, he started thrusting at a faster rate, more face-fucking Corey than letting him suck the thick rod. Corey started gagging, and Daryl retreated a bit, so he could give the boy a bit of room to breathe. But as soon as Corey had taken three deep breaths, Daryl resumed the face-fucking. Corey was finding it difficult to keep up with the face-fuck, but he did his best to let Daryl do as he wanted in the hope that the ordeal would be over soon. He noticed Daryl's cock was throbbing inside his mouth, but nothing could've prepared him for what was next.

Daryl felt his balls boiling and getting ready to shoot the load he'd been building up since Bob had been recalled to the hospital. As his cock prepared to shoot its load, Daryl's mind traveled back to the moment when he met young Corey in the bathroom with his young cock out, letting a yellow stream flow. He remembered all those nights he'd been putting Corey to sleep so he could suck him dry night after night. Those Sundays he would wake up next to Bob with Corey's flavor in his mouth, still tasting the immature tween's cum. And then, he felt the first contraction which announced his orgasm.

Corey felt the first rope of Daryl's cum hit the back of his throat. It was thick and slimy and there was a weird flavor to it, so he tried to pull back.

"Oh, no Corey!" Daryl said pulling the boy's head towards him, so he couldn't escape, "I've swallowed your spunk twice, so you will have to swallow all of mine! It's only fair."

Daryl had been so worked up that he kept cumming for far longer than he normally did, and Corey had no choice but to swallow the whole thing until it was over. When Daryl's cum flow finally stopped, he removed his cock from Corey's mouth and rested on the couch, playfully tugging at Corey's cock, which, thanks to the enhancing drugs, was still at full mast.

"Daryl?" Corey ventured.

"Yes, Corey?"

"Are you gonna untie me now?"

Daryl burst into laughter.

"What?" Corey asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Corey, babe." Daryl responded, "It's barely two o'clock! Daddy's isn't coming back until ten at the earliest. You know what that means?"

Corey started whimpering. Daryl couldn't possibly be serious! He couldn't keep him tied and forced to cum for eight more hours! Certainly he wouldn't, now, would he?

"Oh, Corey!" Daryl said, "Please stop whimpering! It isn't funny anymore! You shouldn't be complaining anyways. Look at how hard your fucking cock is! Corey, you're really gonna enjoy this!

"No, I won't!" Corey said with all the anger he could gather.

For an answer, Daryl slapped him across the face.

"Don't try my patience, Corey," he said, "I love you big time, I do. I've never ever loved anyone the way I love you, but I hate sissies. Having such a cute cock and balls, you do not want to be a sissy, do you?"

Corey started crying in silence as Daryl rose from where he was sitting and tied the boy to the seat and left the basement, locking it from the outside for good measure. Five minutes later Daryl came back with a box in his hands.

"I have some things to attend to, Corey," Daryl said, "However, I cannot leave you unattended, so I brought you a little surprise."

Corey looked as Daryl started taking the strange gear out of the box. First, there was this box that looked like an alarm clock and Corey found himself asking what it was for. Then, Daryl took some weird rubber loops and cables from the same box.

"This," Daryl said, "Is a rubber loop, which I'm gonna be placing just about here …" with this, he placed the loop around Corey's cock shaft right at the base. "And this," he continued as if lecturing the boy, "Is called an E-stim corona glans strap. Wanna see where it goes?"

Corey saw as Daryl brought the thing to his small cock-head. Wait! The thing had a metal thin rod, probably a good inch [c. 2.5 cm] long! He couldn't possibly … But before Corey finished the sentence in his head, Daryl placed the thing around his cock-head, the thin rod going inside his pee-hole. It felt horribly strange! Then, Daryl tightened the loop strangling Corey's cock-head.

"Daryl, please …" he begged, "Please stop!"

Without paying attention to young Corey, Daryl plugged a couple of cables from the loop around his shaft and the corona as well, to the power box.

"Here we go!" Daryl said and turned the power box on.

Suddenly, Corey felt the electricity traveling around and inside his cock. It was possibly the most horrible feeling he'd ever felt.

"Now then," Daryl said, "I'm gonna leave you alone for some time. The box is not in orgasm mode so it will just keep you stimulated until I come back. Have fun, Corey babe!"

And having said so, he left the basement.

Corey started struggling against his bindings, but there was nothing he could do. The electricity started changing intensity and lapse, and Corey started whimpering again.

Daryl was such an evil man! Why would he be doing something so cruel to him when up to now he had been nothing but great to him, cooking his favorites and pancakes every Sunday? And then he'd said he loved him very much … why would someone do this to someone he loved?

Then again, cumming – is that what Daryl had called it? – had felt so good. And now he was here with this contraption running electricity through his weenie. It felt bad, it sort of hurt, but his weenie was so hard. Why was it hard?

Corey didn't understand. The only thing he knew was he wanted this to be over, he wanted this day to be over. He certainly regretted not having gone to the hospital with his dad, as he should have done. But regretting would not release him from his predicament.

Chapter 3
Milked dry

Corey didn't know how long he'd been alone in the basement, but he'd been close to orgasm four times already, and he hadn't cum. Transparent goo was now continuously flowing from his pee slit and he felt a pool of his own liquid in his pubic mound. He was whimpering still unable to understand why Daryl was doing this to him.

He had to be honest to himself, however, and he had to recognize he had liked cumming twice as Daryl sucked his cock. Why? Why had he enjoyed it if he disliked all of this? As the electricity worked inside him, he could only think of cumming again, since he'd been under stimulation for only god knew how long. He wanted to scream, to move, to go somewhere to prevent that never ending orgasm, when Daryl came back inside the room.

"Hello, Corey, Baby!" Daryl said as if greeting his boyfriend, "How's this cute cock fairing?"

"Daryl, please …" Corey said, not very emphatically since he was tired and overworked, his weenie hurting beyond belief under the intense abuse.

Daryl knelt next to Corey and marveled at the pool of tween pre-cum under the boy's cock, "My, my, Corey!" he said, "So much pre-cum!"

Corey whimpered as Daryl took hold of his tween cock-head and started rubbing him with his own pre-cum.

"You're so very hard and so very worked up Corey! I think you have one very naughty cock. Look how it trembles as I rub it!"

Daryl turned the power-box to orgasm mode and continued to rub Corey's cock the way he knew worked best on the boy. He took his sweet time rubbing the cock-head in all its free spots using Corey's abundant pre-cum as a natural lubricant. As he did so, he also started caressing Corey's lovely little pubescent nuts, making the boy squirm under his devious ministrations. Corey started breathing heavily as the building of his orgasm started shaking his insides.

"Are you close now, baby?" Daryl asked but he received no answer from the boy so demanded again, "Are you?"

"I …" Corey said through gasps, "I am … I … ohhhhhhh!"

"Good!" Daryl said.

Corey's cum could not go to waste, because Daryl loved the semi-transparent still immature cum that this sweet boy produced and so he removed the electro-corona from the boy's beautiful red glans so he could swallow the lovely cock-head in his mouth. Before he even noticed the change, Corey felt the contractions of his orgasm hammer inside, and he started once again cumming in Daryl's mouth.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod!" Corey screamed non-stop as his young cock erupted in his tormentor's mouth.

Daryl felt delighted as Corey's pecker shot wad after wad of his lovely early-pubescent cum, cumming in copious quantities as he'd been e-stimed for over three hours now. His young cock wouldn't stop cumming and Corey felt delirious as it happened. Daryl was rock hard as he swallowed Corey's yummy juice eagerly.

He was now pumping his own dick which was dripping pre-cum like there was no tomorrow. As Corey's cock stopped ejaculating, Daryl stood up and knelt before Corey, placing his dripping cock over the boy's lips. Corey knew what was expected of him and opened his mouth wide to receive Daryl's cock in his young mouth, resigned to his fate.

"That's a good boy!" Daryl said pushing his pulsating cock in Corey's little mouth, "I knew you loved my cock".

Corey was a fast learner, as Daryl found out once the boy started blowing him. This time, however, Daryl wanted to savor the moment and decided to hold his cum inside for as long as he could so he could have young Corey sucking on him for quite a while.

"I'm getting uncomfortable here," Daryl said, "Let's switch positions."

He untied the boy from the seat and made Corey kneel before it and then sat down before him, presenting his drooling cock to his young and inexperienced new pet. Young Corey knew better than to argue and took Daryl's cock in his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down the man's rod.

"You're a natural, Corey," Daryl said as the young boy did his best to make the man enjoy the blow-job, "You're such a good cocksucker, really! You're better at cock-sucking than your dad will ever be!"

Corey whimpered with the man's cock inside him up to the hilt.

"What, you didn't know?" Daryl said and grinned, "Oh, come on! You're so clever it's not possible you haven't figured it out! You're dad's a faggot just as you are!"

Corey felt hot tears running down his cheeks as he continued to blow the man.

"He particularly likes sucking my cock, it's a big cock you know? Bigger than his, that's for sure!"

Corey tried to ignore Daryl's words and concentrate on the blow-job, but tears continued to roll down even if he didn't want them to.

"He likes it when I shove it up his ass too, he has one hungry ass! And I'm imagining you must have a hungry ass too since you're as much a cocksucker as he is!"

Corey was now whimpering and doing his best to continue sucking at Daryl's hard cock and ignore the man's humiliating remarks.

"Oh, don't worry, baby!" Daryl said, "There's plenty of this cock to satisfy both you and your dad, so don't sweat it. Oh, fuck! Here it comes, darling! Here comes your prize for being such a great cocksucker!"

As he said this, his cock started erupting all of its spunk in Corey's little mouth. Corey did his best to swallow fast so as not to choke on Daryl's copious load, getting used to the flavor of his tormentor's jizz.

"Wow!" Daryl said, "Corey, you're so good baby, so good, a star cocksucker!"

Corey was now whimpering remembering all the horrible things Daryl had said as the boy sucked the man's cock. He felt ashamed, used, humiliated. Still, he was finding it hard to believe the Daryl he had known was this bad person.

"You've gone very quiet, Corey, baby," Daryl said.

"I'm … I'm sorry …" Corey said.

"It's okay. Are you hungry? It's five o'clock already."

Corey nodded.

"How does pizza sound?" Daryl asked.

Corey's face had a small smile.

"Yes please Daryl!"

"Tell you what," Daryl said, "Why don't you go take a shower while I order pizza for both of us? Would you like that?"

Corey nodded again and waited for Daryl to unlock the basement door. Daryl playfully slapped the boy's ass on his way up.

"Don't take long buddy!" he said.

As Corey walked upstairs, he realized Daryl had gone back to being the nice guy he had been used to again. From the beginning Corey had liked Daryl a lot, he was kind and friendly and he'd also offered to spend time with him so he didn't have to spend the day at the hospital when his father was called into work today. He made the best pancakes for breakfast and he seemed to love Corey's dad well enough. His dad seemed happier with Daryl than he had ever remembered him being. Could he ruin that by telling his dad what had happened, Corey would have to make a sacrifice for his dad and not tell.

As he showered, Corey realized his dick hurt a bit, it was red and swollen. But as he soaped it, he noticed it almost automatically got hard again. How was that even possible after he'd been forced to cum so many times already? Was it possible that he was a fag and a cocksucker and a pervert as Daryl had called him? But Daryl was being nice again so perhaps he could convince him he was not a pervert and this would be a one off thing.

"Corey!" Daryl called from downstairs, "Pizza's arrived!"

"Coming!" Corey replied coming out of the shower.

When he came out of the bathroom, Daryl was sitting on his bed, so Corey instinctively covered himself a bit more with the towel.

"Come here," Daryl said.

Corey approached the man fearfully, but Daryl just took the towel and started lovingly drying the boy's body, starting on Corey's lovely red mane. He then started wiping the boy's chest and arms down. He carried on to Corey's stomach and then his butt. He dried Corey's legs and finally started drying the boy's abused genitals.

"My god, you're so beautiful, Corey. You are just so, so unbelievably beautiful …"

"You think?" Corey asked, blushing at the compliment, still unsure of how to act in front of Daryl, who seemed so very kind and back to normal again. "I never thought I was …"

"You are …"

Daryl leaned and kissed Corey's chest tenderly. Corey felt his body shiver at the sudden tender contact and not wishing to upset Daryl again he stood still. Daryl kissed his chest again, and again, and again. As he kissed Corey's chest, his hands went behind the boy and took a hold of the boy's butt. Against all his wishes, Corey felt his dick grow stiff under the sudden intimacy with the man who had just recently tormented him. How was that even possible? Daryl's mouth found Corey's left nipple and the man started licking and sucking at the inviting knob, which hardened immediately. Daryl felt Corey's breathing become more elaborate and he knew he was doing things right. He moved to the boy's right nipple now and started his routine on the new knob.

Corey felt a warmth inside himself as Daryl worked his young and tender nipples. His legs buckled under him and he suddenly threw his arms around the man's neck for support. Daryl felt Corey's arms around his neck and thought the boy was definitely giving in, so he started going down the boy's chest and tummy. He stopped when he reached the boy's pubic mound and he started kissing around the boy's shaft. Corey was once again hard beyond belief, so it was rather easy for the man to go down and engulf the young prick in his mouth.

Corey was now breathing heavily as the experienced man sucked his young and inexperienced cock. The feelings on his dick-head were glorious even when his rod was still aching from the abuse it had been subjected to earlier in the day. Daryl was in heaven sucking at the boy of his dreams, and he suddenly carried him onto the bed positioning him for a 69.

Daryl was now having the time of his life sucking Corey's cock and young and tender balls. Daryl was hard beyond belief, but this time he was not planning on forcing Corey to do anything, he was hoping that this different approach would make the boy do what he wanted without force. He knew if Corey did he could use it as evidence of the boy being a pervert in the future.

When Corey didn't react as he wished, Daryl sort of caressed his hair and spoke, "You know what would be nice, Corey? It would be nice if you actually made my cock feel good too."

Corey knew what had happened earlier when he had failed to do what Daryl wanted so realized there was no point in arguing so he reluctantly unzipped Daryl's pants. As he opened the fly, Daryl's huge cock-head showed and Corey took it in his mouth. Once again he realized he didn't truly dislike the flavor, though he wasn't pleased at h00aving to suck on the man's dick.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, Gooooooooooood, Corey!" Daryl said, "You're so good at this, you're taking me to heaven with that lovely talented mouth of yours, baby! You sure you haven't done this before today?"

Corey said nothing, trying to shut out Daryl's humiliating words, and continued to suck Daryl. Daryl then stopped sucking Corey's cock and got busy on the boy's tender lovely balls. He couldn't get enough of the boy and was determined to make the most of their day together. He sucked on the boy's balls fiercely, which made Corey suck at Daryl's cock harder.

Next on the menu, was Corey's ass, which Daryl attacked with particular hunger. He licked first tenderly and then more savagely, until he was virtually fucking the boy's yummy ass with his long and expert tongue. Corey was now completely mad sucking Daryl as the man ate the boy's ass. Daryl knew the time had come for him to take the boy's virginity. Then he saw the alarm clock read almost 6 pm. No, there wouldn't have time for the boy to recover from the fucking before Bob came back. So reluctantly he had to settle for continuing to eat the boy's ass as he jerked the young cock expertly.

It wasn't long before Corey and Daryl felt the signs of the boy's imminent orgasm, so Daryl switched his mouth from Corey's ass to his dicklet just as the young rod started spewing all of its contents safely into Daryl's adult mouth. Corey's sweet cum triggered Daryl's own orgasm and the man made sure to keep Corey's head pushed against his rod as he came copiously once again. Little Corey didn't fight as much this time and swallowed all of it until the man had virtually emptied his balls in young Corey's mouth. Then, Daryl changed positions and hugged Corey to his side.

"You're fucking amazing, Corey!" he said.

The boy remained in the man's embrace and spoke in a shy voice, "I am?"

"Well, it's pizza time, wouldn't you agree?" Daryl said changing the subject.

Corey nodded and Daryl waited while the boy got dressed, not giving him a chance to rinse his mouth wanting the boy to eat his pizza with the taste of cum in his mouth, something Daryl was more than happy to do.

As they went down to the basement, Daryl gave Corey the sodas to carry and brought down the pizza. Placing it on the side he got the VCR ready to play a movie. He then settled down on the love-seat the pizza on the side and looked at Corey nervously standing there with sodas for both of them.

"Come here, Corey," Daryl said patting the spot between his legs.

Corey sat down between Daryl's legs and the man pulled a blanket over both of them. He then placed the box of pizza in front of the boy and pushed the play button on the VCR's remote. He'd chosen 'The NeverEnding Story' for them to watch. Daryl was not really hungry, so, while Corey devoured the pizza, Daryl placed his hands inside the boy's underwear under the blanket. Corey felt shocked at first, but then tried to ignore the hands playing with his cock and balls, and continued to eat and watch the movie.

"You would've been a much better Bastian," Daryl said, "You're so much cuter than that boy on the movie. I bet his cock is much smaller than yours. I bet his cum is not as sweet as yours …"

Corey just nodded and continued to eat his pizza as the movie ran. They kept on watching the movie in silence for a while as Daryl continued to manipulate young Corey's cock.

"Oh, by the way, Corey, darling," Daryl said, "I hope you're not planning on telling your daddy what we've been doing today …"

"Daryl, I won't, I …"

"Well, you'd better not, because if you do, I'll just deny it."

"Daryl …"

"I will tell your dad you're probably just a pre-teen faggot who's been fantasizing about my cock ever since we met, how you stared at it in the bathroom …"

Corey started whimpering as his own orgasm approached.

"Why … why are you so cruel?" Corey asked in-between sobs.

"I'm not cruel, baby," Daryl said intensifying his rubbing on the boy's cock, "I just want to make sure we keep our relationship to ourselves. Your dad loves me a lot, did you know that?"

"I do …"

"You wouldn't wanna break his heart, now, would you?"

Corey shook his head as tears welled up in his eyes and as he started feeling a new orgasm approach.

"I love you, Corey, baby," Daryl said to his ear, "I've loved you since I first saw you in the upstairs bathroom that night we met when you showed me you were a horny boy-pervert…"

Corey started breathing heavily, the feelings of his orgasm mixed with the feelings of embarrassment and humiliation caused by Daryl's words, together with the warmth it caused in him when Daryl said he loved him.

"I love you, baby, I love you!" Daryl said into Corey's ear as the boy's cock throbbed in the man's hand releasing all of its pubescent wad.

Once the boy had finished cumming, Daryl brought his hands from inside the boy's underwear and raised his fingers to Corey's mouth.

"Come on, darling," Daryl said, "So much protein cannot go to waste. Lick my fingers clean and taste your own wad!"

Corey obeyed and started licking his goo from Daryl's fingers.

"Which one do you like better, babe?" Daryl asked, "Your cum or mine?"

Corey said nothing as he licked Daryl's fingers.

"I asked you a question, Corey," the man said, "It's rude not to answer …"

Corey pondered the question, it was funny, but he thought Daryl's cum had a … better taste and after taste? Was it even possible he was considering which cum had a better flavor?

"I …" he hesitated, "yours …"

"Mine what?" Daryl asked.

"Yours better …" Corey said.

"Corey, darling, speak in full sentences. I can't understand what you mean."

"I like your cum better …" he finally said.

"Good!" Daryl responded, "Cause right now a new batch is brewing in my balls. So, get on your knees, darling. Time is running out and your Dad is almost home!"

Corey knelt before the man, whose cock was already free and drooling pre-cum. Corey leaned over the tool he was getting so acquainted with and started sucking reluctantly at Daryl's huge cock-head. Daryl was not gonna risk it taking too long, so he pulled the boy completely onto his rod and started basically face-fucking his lover's son.

"Oh, yeah, babe!" he said as he used the boy's upper hole, "I love your fucking mouth! I love your faggot cock-sucking mouth! Do me, baby! Suck me like this was your last meal!"

Corey managed to take the abuse one more time and almost instantly felt Daryl's cock start throbbing in his mouth.

"Guys!" he heard from upstairs and panicked as the first jet of Daryl's cum hit the back of his throat.

"Down here, darling!" Daryl managed to answer as he emptied his balls in Corey's mouth. Corey started panicking even more, as Daryl's cum didn't seem to stop flowing, "We're in the TV room!"

As Daryl's last jet came out he ordered Corey to lick him clean, as Corey frantically complied, desperate not to be caught by his dad. Daryl enjoyed the boy's fear and released the boy's head just in time as the doorknob turned. Corey jumped back and managed to push a slice of pizza in his mouth as Daryl put his cock back inside his pants and pulled the blanket over himself.

"Hey, guys!" Bob said as Daryl drank from his soda to mask any possible smell from Corey's cum.

"Hey, Daddy!" Corey said with a mouthful of pizza.

"Hi, Darling!" Daryl replied.

"Did you guys have fun while I was out?" Bob asked standing a few steps away from Daryl.

"Oh, we did!" Daryl said and smiled, "Right, Corey?"

"Yes, dad!" Corey said pretending enthusiasm.

"Come sit with us," Daryl said patting the love seat.

"I think I need to take a shower first, it was one hell of a day!" he replied, "Daryl, would you help me by getting Corey to bed while I shower?"

"Sure thing, babe," Daryl replied as his boyfriend walked away from them.

"Come here, Corey!" he said playfully, "let's get you in bed while your dad showers!"

As Bob walked outside the basement, Daryl walked with Corey by his side and put his hand inside the boy's underwear, touching his lovely round tweenage butt. He walked the boy all the way up to his bedroom, fondling the boy's butt cheeks, made him brush his teeth and then insisted on undressing him, getting him naked before allowing the boy to put on his pajamas. Daryl couldn't believe he was getting hard again and hurried up placing the boy in bed. As he adjusted the covers, he put his hand under them and placed it over Corey's bulge to playfully manipulate him. Corey's dick started getting hard again as the man rubbed his tender cock-head.

"That's a good boy!" he said, "I'm so glad I met your dad, for I got to have you too, baby. I am sure you don't want to spoil it for your daddy, he would be so unhappy if he lost me. He wouldn't be happy with the person who caused that."

He leaned and kissed the boy's lips as he tenderly squeezed the boy's cock-head, which rewarded him with a nice droplet of pre-cum.

"Sleep tight baby," he said and then, to the boy's ear he added, "Not a single word to dad, okay?"

Corey nodded, an expression of fear and confusion on his lovely freckled face.

"What do you say?" he asked the boy.

"Good night, Daryl," Corey replied obediently.

"Good night my sweet boy," Daryl said and kissed Corey's lips once again, "I love you big time."

"You … you do?" Corey asked, a bewildered expression on his sweet face.

"Like I've never loved anyone in my life before," Daryl walked out of the room, leaving a confused Corey in bed as he turned the lights out.

He then went to the main bedroom to greet his boyfriend. Damn, life was so fucking good!

Chapter 4
Cravings

"So," Bob said coming into the bedroom drying himself with a towel, "I hope Corey was well behaved and it wasn't too much trouble to look after him? I am so grateful, he hates coming into the hospital but I can't leave him at home alone all day."

"Oh, don't even mention it, baby," Daryl said lying in bed, "Corey was a sweetheart."

"Really?" Bob asked and then kissed Daryl's lips passionately.

"He was, really," Daryl said thankful that Bob was kissing him, because now he had a reason for the rising hard-on caused by the memory of his day with lovely Corey, "we had lots of fun together, babe."

Bob hugged Daryl tight and felt his boyfriend's hard-on push against his belly.

"Somebody's happy to see me!" Bob said.

Daryl smiled and kissed Bob passionately. It was weird for Daryl because although he knew he had to keep Boy happy to ensure access to Corey, he also felt like he did love Bob, he felt something deep for the man, a sort of strong emotional bond had been born. And he did like the man and he even enjoyed having sex with him. But what he felt for Corey … there was nothing that could compare to what he felt for Corey.

"I'm gonna go kiss Corey good night and I'll be back, baby," Bob said.

Bob walked out of the room wearing nothing but his boxer shorts. He walked along the landing and turned the doorknob to Corey's room. He felt like he was finally happy to be seeing someone who actually got along with his son and smiled broadly. Corey's room was dark when he came in, but he knew his son had to still be awake. Corey was lying on his side with his back to his father. Bob sat down on the bed and tousled his son's hair as he talked to him.

"Are you asleep, Corey?" he asked.

"Not yet, daddy," Corey said turning to face his father.

"Did you have fun today baby?" Bob asked.

"Uh huh," Corey grunted noncommittally.

He did not want to tell his dad what had happened all day long, he was afraid of what Daryl might say or do. He was also afraid of making his father utterly miserable at losing a man he seemed to love very much. And he was very afraid because as he thought of it, his young cock had gone rock hard under the bed. That was possibly the most confusing thing inside his head as he remembered the day's events trying to conceal them from his father. In his head, Daryl's word telling him he loved him were still making him feel something strange inside.

"You don't sound very convinced," Bob said.

"I had lots of fun daddy," he lied and felt shame for his lie and the slimy dollop he felt forming in his pee slit, "I'm just tired."

"Was Daryl nice to you?" Bob asked tousling his boy's hair once again.

"He was," Corey forced himself to say feeling a new dollop of slime form in his pee slit push the previous one out further.

"Very good, son. I'm going to bed now."

And with this, Bob kissed his son forehead and walked out, happy he had left the boy in such good hands, even more determined to do all he could to keep his perfect boyfriend happy.

It was a long night for Corey. He had the weirdest of dreams. First he dreamed he was trying to watch a movie but Daryl was sucking his weenie. There was a warmth in his crotch and even when he tried to concentrate on the movie, the feelings in his weenie were impossible to ignore. Next he dreamed he was tied to a table and sucking on Daryl's cock. As he sucked the man, he felt a warmth in his crotch. Daryl splattered his face with cum which didn't seem to stop and when he turned to look at Daryl it was not Daryl anymore, it was his dad!

Corey woke up soaked in his own sweat and with a raging hard-on. By instinct he moved his hand down and realized his briefs were soaked at the spot where his cock tip was. Corey was so confused he didn't know what to think about how his body was reacting. How was it possible he was feeling these things and having these dreams? How could it feel so good in his weenie when he'd been so terrified and humiliated at everything that had been done by Daryl? Without thinking about it he started jerking his cock up and down ever so softly. Yes, it felt good, it felt good to jerk it up and down, up and down. By instinct as well, he grabbed his balls in his other hand and started fondling them and slightly squeezing them, as Daryl had done to him throughout the day.

Daryl was going to come into Corey's room when he heard gasps, moans and whimpers. He stood by the door frame and understood Corey was … he was definitely not crying. He was moaning. Was he …? Yes, Daryl concluded Corey was most definitely masturbating. He stayed quiet by the door frame and heard the boy whispering.

Corey had found his pee slit and had started rubbing it with his finger as he jerked his young cock up and down. The pleasure he felt was that which bordered on the thin line between pleasure and desperation. He couldn't really understand why, but he couldn't stop making himself feel that kind of desperation. The kind of pleasurable desperation he'd felt all day long at Daryl's hands as he had been forced to cum again and again, tied and gagged at times as well.

"No, please …" Corey whispered, "not there, please …!"

Daryl felt his cock throb inside his underwear as he realized Corey was jacking off … re-living what had happened all through the day? Was it possible Corey had a submissive streak in his nature. If so Daryl knew he was the man to bring it out. He knew it would help him in turning the boy into the yin to his yang? He was so excited with this turn of events, he just stayed by the door frame waiting until Corey climaxed under his bed clothes.

Daryl himself ejaculated in his underwear as he heard Corey's lovely whimpers and gasps. He was ever so glad that he'd met Bob that lucky night several weeks before.

Corey woke up around six thirty in the morning and hurried to get in the shower and wash his sticky, sweaty body, hoping to wash his shame away as well. It was a school day and he had stuff to do. He was getting in the shower when Daryl entered the bathroom. Corey felt his heartbeat speed up almost instantly as he saw the man wearing nothing but his boxer shorts.

"Carry on, sweetheart," Daryl said, "I'm just gonna pee."

Daryl pulled his boxers down taking out his semi-erect cock to take a leak. Corey was behind the almost transparent curtain starting the shower, but Daryl was almost positive the boy was staring at his gorgeous cock like he had the very first day they'd met. He made a point of taking longer than necessary to urinate showing off his thick cock. Corey was trying his best not to pay attention to Daryl, but even though he was terrified his pubescent rod was quickly swelling. He didn't understand why there was this feeling of heat in his crotch as he saw Daryl's cock through the curtain and remembered he'd sucked on that cock twice the day before. It had been horrible. He had hated sucking on a dick. He had hated the flavor of the man's cum. Why was he getting hard? Why was he hanging on to Daryl's 'I love you' said after he'd tormented him and forced him to cum several times over?

"You might want to hurry up, dear," Daryl said grinning, "I think your weenie is clean enough you don't want to wash it away. You have school."

"Uhu," Corey replied letting go of his dicklet and hurried up with the rest of his shower.

Daryl walked towards the shower and opened the curtain to look upon 'his' boy.

"Are you hard down there?" he asked squeezing his own bulging cock.

"Uhu," Corey mumbled turning his back to the man.

"Show me," Daryl commanded.

Corey felt obliged to obey and turned so Daryl could see his hard weenie. Daryl stepped a bit closer and took Corey's hard cock in his adult hand slightly squeezing. Corey gasped and Daryl grinned.

"Delightful," Daryl said and released the boy's rod and switched the subject as if he hadn't taken the boy's weenie in his hand, "Hurry up for breakfast!"

Corey did not reply and hurried up rinsing himself off. Once Daryl saw the boy out of the shower he turned around and started towards the kitchen. Corey was such a boy, someone he had definitely fallen for so quickly. He was, oh, so very happy he was having an effect on the boy because that meant he would be enjoying little Corey for a very very long time. Maybe, Daryl thought as he remembered how hard the boy had gotten in the shower, Corey was indeed born to be submissive. Not that it mattered to him, the only difference would be how easy it would be for him to control the boy and what pleasure Corey would get from this new relationship. However Corey's pleasure was of no interest to Daryl except as a means of getting the boy fully under his control.-

Bob, Daryl and Corey were sat together at the table for breakfast. It was a small breakfast table with four chairs. Corey sat down across from his father, and Daryl took a chair between them. Daryl had made pancakes and bacon, Corey's favorite. After all, he had to make Corey feel special. As they had breakfast they talked about everything and nothing at the same time. Bob kept going on and on about how tired he felt after the long surgery performed the day before and Daryl pretended to be interested, while Corey concentrated on eating his breakfast.

Bob stood up to brush his teeth leaving Corey and Daryl alone in the kitchen. Almost instantly, Corey stood up from the table trying to avoid Daryl, but the man stood too and held Corey from behind before he could leave.

"I heard you last night," Daryl whispered in Corey's ear, "You sounded so sexy as you jerked your lovely boy-stick. You really are a sex pervert, aren't you. It seems to me, you must have really liked what we did yesterday."With a pat on Corey's butt, he kissed the boy's other cheek and released him

Corey hurried away from the kitchen to escape Daryl and brush his teeth. He waited so he could come downstairs at the same time as his father. Bob went to Daryl and gave him a quick peck on the lips. He then walked outside the house calling for Corey to hurry up. Daryl quickly blocked the boy's way out.

"Don't I get a goodbye kiss from you?" he asked.

Corey looked longingly at the door and then realized he had no option so pursed his lips. Daryl leaned and kissed Corey's sweet pink lips. Then he moved out of the way to allow Corey to make his escape and he followed father and son outside locking the door behind him. Bob was giving Daryl a ride to work and Corey to school and as they rode, Cody having to sit in the back as Daryl was in his usual seat in the front, he once again talked about work. Daryl's cock was hard in his pants as Corey's taste was still lingering on his lips. He was as happy as he had ever been.

The first stop was Corey's school and the boy got out saying bye to his dad and to Daryl when prompted by his dad. As he left, Bob put the car back in motion to take Daryl to work. Bob noticed his boy was already moving away from being a child and felt suddenly nostalgic at that fact.

"He's growing so fast," Bob said and sighed.

"It's bound to happen," Daryl said gently squeezing Bob's leg.

"I hope I still have time before I have to give him the how babies are made talk. I can't stop thinking that soon he's gonna start talking about girls and dating and that kind of stuff."

"Oh, I'm sure there's a long time ahead before that happens," Daryl said feeling his cock stir in his pants as he thought of sweet young Corey.

"How so?" Bob asked genuinely curious.

"Corey's still a kid, darling," Daryl said, "he loves his toys and his science fiction movies sweetheart. I'm sure it'll take time for him to grow out of them."

Bob smiled at Daryl and leaned to give him a peck on the lips. The man really enjoyed being with Daryl and he was delighted to have found him. He was also really pleased his son and Daryl were getting on so well. His boyfriend was so kind, he knew there weren't many men who could be bothered with a 12 year old boy. He was so lucky what more could he ask for from life?

"You know?" Bob said.

"Yes, darling?" Daryl asked.

"I've been thinking about how lucky I am to have met you at that bar …"

"We were both lucky, Bob," Daryl replied smiling.

"Well, you're now helping take care of my boy and my house when I am at work," Bob said, "Looks like I got the best end of the deal."

"We both did, Bob," Daryl said smiling as he remembered the previous day, "I love you and I love Corey too."

"You do?" Bob asked.

"Love you?" Daryl said knowing he'd probably slipped up in his excitement.

"Corey, babe," Bob said, "you said you loved Corey too."

"Bob, he's an adorable kid," he said, "how could anyone not love him?"

"I know you had lots of time to bond yesterday but I was worried you would find him a nuisance, you will tell me if he causes you any problems?" Bob asked.

"I will but I am sure he won't," Daryl said unable to believe how naive Bob was, "We had an excellent Sunday together."

"I'm glad," Bob said, "You are a blessing, Daryl. I don't want anything to come between us."

"No, babe," Daryl replied, "you two are a blessing."

It was around 2 o'clock when Corey got home. It had been an uneventful day at school and he'd managed to have fun with his friends, having managed to subdue his mixed up thoughts. Now that he was coming home, however, he was feeling apprehensive. He knew sooner or later he'd have to face the events of the previous day with Daryl. It was good, though, that Daryl would not be home until 6 pm, around the same time Corey's dad came back from the hospital. He entered the house and closed the door. The smell of food came from the kitchen and he felt his stomach churn.

"Hello?" he asked.

For an answer, Daryl came out of the kitchen with an apron on.

"Hi, sweetheart," he said grinning, "How was school?"

"Fine," Corey said unable to look at Daryl in the eye, "I'm gonna drop my stuff in my room."

"Aren't you giving me a kiss first?" Daryl asked in a commanding tone, "That's so very rude!"

Corey slowly walked towards the man to kiss him. He didn't understand why he felt compelled to obey the man. Was he afraid of him? Was it fear and excitement? Was it love and respect? Was his weenie thinking for him? His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as he leaned towards Daryl to give him a peck on the cheek. As the boy brought his lip towards Daryl, the man turned his face so their lips met and put his arm around the boy's waist and held him in place. Captured in the hug, Corey was lifted and taken into the kitchen. Daryl did not withdraw his mouth from Corey's and placed his right hand on the boy's crotch. Corey moaned in Daryl's mouth and the man felt the boy's cock come to life.

Not wanting to wait anymore, he separated from Corey and started unbuttoning the boy's pants. Corey muffled a moan knowing resisting would earn him nothing good. Daryl pulled Corey's pants and underwear down to find the boy's cock perfectly ready to be used. Daryl picked the boy up and sat him on the counter, pushing a mug aside with the boy's ass cheeks. He leaned down and took Corey's cock in his mouth. Corey felt the warmth of Daryl's mouth around his cock and moaned. He didn't understand why, but it was like his cock had been waiting for it to happen all day long. Corey had been recently awaken to sexuality and his dick didn't seem upset at the violations. Daryl peeled the boy's foreskin back with his expert tongue to concentrate his efforts on the cock-head and pee slit, which Daryl recalled to be Corey's most sensitive spots. He worked up and down the pubescent cock as he tongue bathed the boy's cock-tip mercilessly.

It didn't take long for Corey to feel the tingly sensations in his crotch and stomach as Daryl's expert mouth worked his young cock mercilessly. Daryl stopped his ministrations on the boy right before he came, and squeezed at the base of it to prevent the ejaculation. Corey moaned in a bit of pain and frustration as his climax was cut off.

"Not yet," Daryl said.

"W-why?"

"You'll only cum when I say you can cum," Daryl replied looking at Corey intently in the eye, "Are we clear?"

Corey looked at Daryl and nodded.

"You won't masturbate either unless I say you can."

"But …" Corey began to protest.

"Are you talking back to me?" Daryl asked with an angry tone, giving a harder squeeze to the frustrated dicklet.

"No, I'm sorry," Corey uttered.

"I think you were," Daryl said, "And you know I don't like being talked back to."

Daryl bent down and unlaced one of his tennis shoes, completely removing the lace from the shoe. He then took Corey's lovely cocklet and made a tidy slide-through knot at the base of it and tightened it. Corey felt a twinge of pain but knew better than to complain. Once the knot had been secured, Daryl made a second knot around the boy's testicles and then tie it back to the top of the boy's shaft.

"There," he said, "Now that lovely little thing won't go around spilling that precious cum of yours."

Corey nodded feeling terrified with the pain in his tiny genitals from the tightly knotted lace.

"Go up to your room and drop off your stuff and get on with your homework. Daddy will be home by six. Maybe we'll have the chance to have some fun together before that time."

Corey pulled his underwear up and then zipped and buttoned up his pants. He really couldn't understand why Daryl had got him so excited and then not let him finish, and he was dying to do so. He didn't dare masturbate though, he did not want to cross the man. He could only hope and expected that the man would chose to let him cum before his daddy got back from work and despite his feelings he was eager that he did..

Chapter 5
Corey begs to cum

Having finished the cooking, Daryl left the kitchen and walked towards Corey's room. The man knew the boy was dying to cum and he felt delighted. Corey had accepted the abuse and Daryl loved how submissive he was becoming. Not even in his wildest dreams could he have imagined he would've had such a wonderful boy-toy to play with. As he walked up the stairs, he checked his watch: 2:45. So he had less time than he wanted to torment Corey and he wanted to make the most of it.

Corey was sitting in front of his desk working on his math homework, when Daryl came into the room.

"Come here," the man commanded.

Knowing better than to argue Corey stood from his place and walked towards the man. Daryl placed his hand on Corey's cock and squeezed hard on it over the boy's clothing. Corey moaned slightly but said nothing.

"Get naked," Daryl commanded.

Corey did as he was bid. He started by removing his red wine sweater. He proceeded to unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, which he placed next to his sweater. His T-shirt followed, leaving the boy down to his white briefs. Corey was a sight to behold, and Daryl was certainly not tired of it, the milky white skin, the freckles all over the sweet young body, the pink already hardened knobs which were so pink it seemed impossible for the color to be natural.

"Go on," Daryl barked when Corey stopped.

Corey sighed and then proceeded to remove his white briefs. As expected, his pubescent cock was still rock hard because of the lace, the head not pink anymore but of a reddish purple unnatural color. Daryl slapped the 11 cm rod and Corey whimpered but remained stoically standing upright as his wiener vibrated from the force of the blow. Daryl grinned and took Corey's hand, making the boy sit on his homework chair. Without notice, Daryl took Corey's thin rod and, pulling back the boy's foreskin, began to stimulate the hard little knob.

Corey whimpered again. The boy was so afraid and at the same time so horny, he sobbed. He still didn't understand how it was possible that he hated Daryl so much and still wanted the man to give him release. It wasn't right, it wasn't right! It was naughty, and dirty and … and it felt so good to have the man stimulating his dickie's head.

Daryl stood up and went out without giving an explanation. Corey remained sitting puzzled at his daddy's boyfriend sudden departure, wondering if he dared touch his throbbing stick but before he plucked up the courage, not two minutes later, Daryl came back in the room with a small gym bag in his left hand. Placing the bag on the floor and, unzipping it, he retrieved a rope from it. Corey didn't have to be a genius to know what was coming next.

"Daryl, please …" he ventured.

"Shut up!" Daryl said for an answer slapping the boy across the face.

Corey knew not to say anything else. Daryl made the chair spin so the boy's back faced him and he started tying the rope around the boy's chest. Corey did not say anything else and let the man do as he wanted. The rope then went from Corey's back to his neck and then down, tying his waist to the chair as well. Every now and then, Daryl would stop the tying up to massage Corey's cock-head, using the boy's own pre-cum as a lubricant. Corey would go insane every time Daryl stimulated his pubescent dickie, which had starting to ache where it had been tied at the base.

When Daryl was done, Corey had been effectively secured to the chair and wasn't able to move even an inch. Daryl grinned at Corey, whose tiny cock was wet in his pubescent immature juices.

"There's just one little detail missing," Daryl said and pulled a ball gag from the gym bag.

"What … what's that?" Corey asked feeling afraid again, but Daryl did not reply.

For an answer, the man placed the ball-gag in Corey's mouth and secured it behind his neck.

"You look so very beautiful in bondage, Corey," Daryl said, "which reminds me …"

He pulled a Polaroid from the gym bag and took a snapshot of his boyfriend's son.

"There," he said, "I thought it was about time we started making some family memories here."

Daryl started taking pictures of his delightful boy-toy in bondage. He paid special attention to making close-up snapshots of Corey's cock and balls, every now and then stopping to rub on the tender cock-head and squeeze the boy's balls. Daryl knew how sensitive Corey was in his pee slit, and he spent plenty of time stimulating that particular spot with his index finger. Corey wriggled in his seat unable to move and going insane with both pleasure and desperation, moaning through the gag at times.

"Now, we're gonna have some real fun together, my beloved Corey," Daryl announced.

He knelt before Corey and undid the knot around the boy's cocklet. Corey screamed against the gag, the pain unbearable. Three slaps to the pubescent cock which engorged even more if it was possible and Daryl went back to polishing the head, paying again a lot of attention to the boy's slit. Corey was going insane with pleasure, unable to understand why he was enjoying so much being in the hands of his tormentor. Daryl polished and polished the cock-head using the boy's pre-cum as a lubricant. When he noticed Corey's cock started throbbing more repeatedly, he stopped and squeezed the boy's balls hard to prevent the boy's orgasm. Corey felt the tears welling up in his eyes at the pain in his little nuts, but his dickie remained rock hard.

"I love the way you pre-cum, baby," Daryl said, "But I think you need a bit more stimulation."

From the gym bag, Daryl produced a soft baby brush and grinned as Corey's eyes opened wide. Not wanting to waste precious time, Daryl went back to business and started brushing Corey's cock-head. The boy tried to move in his restraints, unsuccessfully, as his cock-head was stimulated in a totally different fashion. The brush against his dickie's head was driving him insane, he could not endure it, the desperation was simply too much to bear.

Noticing Corey's desperation, Daryl took a bolder step. With thumb and index he pulled Corey's dick lips open and started brushing around and inside. Corey struggled a lot more. The inside of his slit was SO sensitive and the few bristles that Daryl had managed to put in there were just TOO much to handle.

When Daryl saw Corey was approaching orgasm once again, he stopped his ministrations to take some more Polaroid snapshots. Corey was complaining and begging through the gag non-stop, and Daryl grinned knowing the boy was dying to cum. He checked on his watch: 3:45. He probably had enoughtime, but he did not want to let the boy cum just yet, little Corey had to learn that from now on he would have to earn the right to spill his pubescent seed. Once he'd taken some more very good snapshots, catching the pain and desperation on Corey's face, Daryl went back to the boy's cocklet to carry on with the stimulation.

For his next trick, Daryl took a cotton swab and covered it with a bit of the boy's lubricant. He knelt before Corey once again and starting caressing Corey's pee slit with the swab as he held the tiny cock-head between thumb and index. Corey went delirious once again as Daryl toyed with his pee slit, the man had correctly identified this was Corey's most sensitive spot and was taking full advantage of this knowledge.

Once he got bored with the slit tickling he opened the boy's cock lips and started rubbing the cotton swab inside the boy's urethral canal. Too much for the boy again and he started struggling more against his restraints, but Daryl was far from over. With the swab's tip inside the boy's canal, he started rolling the thing between his index and thumb. The texture of the lubed cotton in the boy's entrance gave Corey the most tortuous yet pleasurable sensation inside his rod, something he never would have thought possible.

"You like that, baby?" Daryl asked, "Let's see how you like this."

With this, he pushed the cotton swab further inside the pubescent cocklet as he rolled it around. Corey was now moaning non-stop through the gag as the thing invaded the insides of his abused little pecker. Daryl rolled the thing around as he pulled it out and pushed it in again. In and out, around and around, in and out, fucking Corey's pee-slit with the lubricated cotton swab, making little Corey crazy with desperation as his urethral canal made him lose his mind. Daryl was so good at doing this, so good.

Once Corey was getting used to the pleasure and desperation of having his pubescent cock stimulated from the inside, he was assaulted once again. This time, as Daryl rolled the cotton swab in and out of the boy's canal, he incorporated the baby brush to the equation.

Corey groaned and groaned through the gag, his saliva drooling through the sides of the gag in industrial quantities at the sensory overload of the cotton texture inside his dick and the brush's bristles all over his dickie's head. Daryl's own cock was hard and wet as he saw the boy's cock throb non-stop at the stimulation he was being given. Daryl was in heaven abusing the boy who was now the object of both his fantasies and desires. But he still wasn't ready to allow the boy release he craved, He was going to apply more stimulation before then and, as Corey's cock throbbed menacingly, Daryl stopped, leaving the boy on the verge of orgasm once again.

He took some more snapshots, making sure to take a couple of close ups of the cotton swab inserted inside the boy's tender thin cocklet. He checked his watch: 4:30. Time was close and Bob was probably about to leave the hospital on his way home. But Daryl still couldn't finish this, he wanted to do as much as he could to the sweet boy and there weren't enough opportunities with Bob around.

"You liked being fucked in your dick, don't you, Corey?" Daryl asked grinning evilly at his boy.

He knelt before the boy once again and, as he resumed the swab cock-fuck and the brushing of the sweet cock-head, he leaned in to lick and munch on the boy's nipples. Corey's unnatural pink knobs were completely hardened and the licking and biting only added to Corey's sexual frenzy. The boy was in complete sensory overload now and Daryl knew it wouldn't take long for the boy to start shooting his wad so he stopped once again.

He stood up and removed Corey's ball gag.

"Please, Daryl!" Corey said once he was able to speak.

"Please what, my sweet boy?" Daryl asked to humiliate the boy even more.

"Please, please, please!" Corey said.

"I do not understand you, baby," Daryl said, "Please what? What do you want?"

"I-I …" Corey said.

"Yes?"

"Please, Daryl!"

"Snap out of it!" Daryl said slapping Corey once again, "Please what?"

"I need to cum!" Core spat finally.

"Do you want me to make you cum?" Daryl asked smiling.

"Yes, Daryl, please!" the boy said whimpering.

"Then say it," Daryl pushed the boy further, "Say: 'Please Daryl make me cum!'"

"P-please, D-Daryl," Corey forced himself to say, "M-make me c-cum!"

As lovely little Corey begged for the man to make him cum, Daryl came up with one more devious idea.

"You have to earn it, Corey," Daryl said slapping his drooling thick cock against Corey's cheek, "If you know what I mean."

Corey didn't have to be told twice, he slightly turned his head and opened wide for Daryl. The man pushed his pulsating cock inside the sweet, soft and warm mouth, but did not face-fuck the boy. Corey looked at Daryl askance and the man caressed the beautiful red mane.

"You have to earn it, Corey," he said and winked.

Corey started moving his tongue in circles around the huge cock-head in an attempt to make Daryl cum, once the man had emptied his balls in his mouth, he would be allowed to cum and he could hardly wait, he desperately needed to cum and he was willing to do anything Daryl wanted him to empty his little nuts. He licked and sucked and bobbed his head in an attempt to make Daryl finish. Daryl checked his watch: 5:00 pm. Time was close, but he was not going to help Corey, he wanted the boy to have to really work to make him cum and stayed quiet, trying to control his arousal so that Corey had to force the load out of his tormentor.

Corey felt relieved as he felt the man's cock throb repeatedly inside his mouth and he knew Daryl was about to cum, which meant he was also very close to being made to cum as well. He intensified his sucking and bobbing and licking and heard Daryl moan incessantly. The thick rod started throbbing more incessantly and started spurting inside Corey's mouth.

"Oh, yeah!" Daryl started, "Oh, fuck! Oh, yeah, baby! You're becoming one fine cocksucker! Oh, fuck! You're my cocksucker! Oh, Gawd! You're a fucking slutty cocksucker! Oh, yeah! Swallow it all, faggot! Oh, fuck, yeah! Take it, baby! Fuck, fuck! Yeah, bitch-boy!"

Daryl's orgasm lasted for some time and Corey kept on swallowing the man's load which never seemed to stop, until, eventually the flow receded and Daryl removed his pulsating cock from Corey's lovely mouth, smearing the last of his cum on his boy's face as he slapped the rod against it.

"Fuck, you're good!"

"Can I cum, please?" Core asked desperate.

"Yes, darling," Daryl said, but he had already decided he was not going to let Corey cum this afternoon. He would give the boy blue balls and milk him dry once his father was sleeping. Now he only needed the perfect excuse to end the session when the phone rang. Daryl left the bedroom to answer it. He waited another five minutes before he came back to Cory. Contrary to his expectations, Corey's cock was still rock hard and oozing pre-cum.

"That was your dad on the phone," Daryl said, "he'll be home in fifteen minutes. We'll need to postpone until later "

Corey's eyes opened wide in horror, as he understood he was not going to be allowed to cum.

"Please, Daryl," he begged sheepishly, "please …"

"I'm sorry, Corey, but we cannot risk it. I'm going to untie you and you won't be able to cum."

"W-what am I …"

"You're going to man up and hold it in. If you're good I'll come to your room tonight to let you cum."

Corey started whimpering, but Daryl smiled amused at the boy's frustration. By tonight Corey's nuts would be in pain and Daryl would seriously enjoy abusing him once more, this time focusing on the lovely little low hangers. He would have to make sure to put Bob to sleep using some of his 'magic pills'. Expertly, Daryl began removing Corey's bindings and he had the boy up and dressed.

"Come here," Daryl said sitting on the boy's bed.

Corey approached the man, who unbuttoned and unzipped the boy's pants expertly. Corey's cock had deflated by now, but as soon as Daryl took it in his mouth, it went stiff right away. Corey felt close to paradise again as Daryl pulled the cock-head from its protective foreskin and sucked him, hoping Daryl had changed his mind and he would have time enough to cum before daddy came home, so he did everything he could to speed up the unloading. He didn't realize that Daryl was making sure that this blow-job, would not really cut it for Corey.

Why? Corey asked himself, Why can't I cum with his blow-job? His messed up mind gave him an answer to his question, he needed the abuse. Only when tied could Corey experience that desperation which brought him so close to orgasm. Was it possible that he could only cum when being tormented? Why? Before Daryl came into his life, little Corey would've never imagined he would be doing such naughty stuff with another male, let alone one who was much older than himself and, on top of that, his daddy's boyfriend.

He remembered how disgusted he had felt when he first had been forced to suck on Daryl's cock and swallow his spunk. And he had now willingly sucked on the man's humongous meat if only to be allowed to cum. He had swallowed all of Daryl's load eagerly and he had not disliked it. He even thought it had added up to his own pleasure. Was he really a cock-sucking faggot?

Daryl looked at his watch hoping Bob would show any minute now, so he could leave Corey on the verge again. As if on cue, his boyfriend's voice came from the living room.

"Hello!"

Quicker than Corey thought was possible, Daryl slid the knot back on Corey's cock and balls to keep him hard until later. Corey moaned in frustration as Daryl buttoned and zipped the boy's pants and kissed him on the lips.

"No touching or removing the lace or you won't be cumming later," he whispered the threat to the boy before getting up and as he left the room,

"Up here, darling!" Daryl said running to the master bedroom leaving Corey with a painful throbbing hard-on.

Time was short, and Daryl had just managed to jump into the bed and grab the novel he'd been reading, when Bob came in the room.

"Hello, sweetheart," Bob said and kissed Daryl, "Has your afternoon been uneventful?"

"Oh, absolutely!" he said, "dinner's ready and I've been reading a bit."

"Corey?" Bob asked.

"In his room doing Math homework," Daryl replied, "Should I heat dinner up?"

"That sounds great," Bob said, "I'm starving! I'll go say hello to my boy and join you in the dining room."

"Sounds like a plan!" Daryl said and kissed Bob on the lips before climbing out of the bed. He felt certain Corey wouldn't say anything and could not believe how naive the man could be, how clueless as to what his boyfriend had been up to, using and abusing his lovely son under his own roof. Well, Daryl was one lucky bastard.

Chapter 6
Blue balls for dinner

Bob entered his son's room followed by Daryl, to find the boy at his desk trying to work on his math homework but distracted by his tied up boner and his desperate need to cum. At the sight of the boy Daryl felt his cock twitch knowing how the boy must be suffering. Bob, totally oblivious to what had been going on, approached his beloved son and once he was standing behind him, he kissed the boy's red mane as Daryl hugged his boyfriend around the waist letting his hand slide down and brushed the man's dick.

"Hello, my sweet boy," the man said feeling fatherly pride and while he was aroused by his boyfriend's action, he was concerned his son might notice, "How has your day been?"

"Hi, daddy. Good, I'm doing math homework now," he felt awkward with his dad so close, worried he might notice the bulge in his pants which while Daryl was always telling him it was so little, seemed to be really noticeable to him.

"Daryl is going to heat dinner up," Bob added, "and I'm gonna go take a shower."

"Okay," Corey said turning back to his homework, relieved they were leaving.

Both Bob and Daryl left Corey's room to go back into the master bedroom. Daryl lovingly started helping Bob out of his clothing. Bob laughed good naturedly and told Daryl to go get dinner ready, but Daryl insisted on helping him until he was in the shower, because, as Bob had announced the shower, Daryl had come up with a devious idea. Once the man was safely inside the shower, Daryl went back to Corey's room and opened the closet, where he had placed his gym bag with all the goodies.

"Pull your pants down, quickly," the man commanded.

Corey complied with an expression of worry on his face, his dicklet throbbing as he knew the man had something in mind that wasn't going to be something he would like. He was also terrified his dad could come out of the shower at any moment and catch them, so he unbuttoned, unzipped and pulled his pants and underwear down much faster than Daryl expected who commented on how keen he seemed. With the skill of an expert, Daryl lubed a vibrating egg and told the boy to bend over. Corey grunted as the egg was forced through his sphincter, spreading it wider than it ever had before and popped inside his ass but he knew better than to complain. With a bit of duct tape, Daryl placed the cable and control on the boy's thigh and turned it on. Corey's eyes opened wide as he felt the egg vibrate inside his ass, but stifled his objection. Daryl pulled Corey's underwear and pants up and zipped and buttoned them back into place.

"You'd better not turn it off," he warned.

"But Daryl …" the boy started.

"Do you want to cum tonight?" the man asked menacingly knowing the boy was dying to.

Corey nodded, afraid of Daryl, and letting his dicklet do the thinking.

"Then you'll keep it there and on," Daryl said, "Come on, let's go to the kitchen."

Corey nodded again and Daryl walked to the kitchen with lovely Corey in front of him, trying his best to walk normally despite the stimulating sensations of the egg inside his lovely little asshole. Daryl started heating dinner feeling pre-cum oozing from his pee slit as he imagined what Corey must be feeling.

"Come here," the man said.

Corey stood next to Daryl and as the man did the heating up, he pulled Corey close and with his arm around his waist started squeezing on Corey's dicklet through the boy's pants. Corey whimpered, now stimulated both in his ass and via his laced boystick.

"Daryl," the boy groaned.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"M-my da-da-ad … can co-come … come …"

Daryl really enjoyed the boy's fear. Not only the fear Corey obviously felt from Daryl, but also the fear it caused in him to know his father could walk in on them at any time. Corey didn't realize it, but he was little by little turning into his own abuser's accomplice. Daryl grinned at the boy and continued to play with his dicklet until he heard the sound of Bob coming down the stairs. He gave Corey a peck on the lips, one last squeeze on his cock and pulled his arm away two seconds before Bob entered the kitchen.

"Oh, Corey!" he said, "I didn't know you were here already!"

"Of course he was," Daryl said sounding happy, "You'll be pleased to know Corey and I are really bonding. He really likes spending time with me."

"Is that true, Corey?" the father asked.

"Yes, daddy," Corey said feeling very nervous not sure what Daryl was up to.

"He thought you might get angry or jealous if he told you he likes me so much," Daryl explained.

Bob went to his son and hugged him against his adult body.

"Honey, why would I get jealous?" He said looking into his boy's eyes, "If anything, it makes me really happy that the two most important people in my life get along so well."

Corey felt a pang of shame and guilt at going along with Daryl's lies to his father. However his father's words confirmed what he already knew, that his dad was really in love with Daryl and the boy felt once again it was his duty as a son to put up with Daryl if only to keep his dad's happiness intact. As his father hugged him, he felt tears welling up in his eyes, but he knew he could say nothing. He was also terrified that his dad would notice his little hard on as they hugged. The vibration inside his ass wasn't helping either.

"Why are you crying Babyboy?" Bob asked.

"Because I love you so much," Corey replied which was true but not the reason he was crying.

"And Daryl too?" Bob added.

"And Daryl too," the boy said, totally lying this time.

Daryl's cock was rock hard now and he was so happy. If Bob noticed his hard on, he would think it was for him. He would never guess it was because he was so turned on by Corey's humiliation. Daryl invited them both to sit down and started dishing up the food. Corey kept on moving in his seat, Daryl grasped he was trying to make the feelings inside his ass go away, but Daryl had made sure the egg had new batteries, so the thing wouldn't stop vibrating for hours.

"So," Daryl asked, "How was work?"

"Same old, same old," Bob said, "I'm more interested in knowing how you guys spent the afternoon."

Corey took a sip from his soda and looked at his father.

"Oh, I worked on my homework while Daryl cooked," the boy said as casually as he could manage, feeling his dicklet throb in his pants.

"He's lying," Daryl said.

Corey reacted nervously to the man's comment, but tried not to look at his dad or say anything. Bob turned to look at Daryl.

"He came to the kitchen and helped me cook," Daryl explained.

"He did?" Bob asked feeling really proud of his boy.

"Yes. It was a real pleasure for me to have him in the kitchen. He's a real stand-up guy and he loved tasting everything I put in his mouth," Daryl added but his innuendo was again missed by Bob.

"I'm so proud of you, baby," Bob told his only son.

Corey nodded, squirming from the sensations in his ass and Daryl's words, as his dad smiled a big, big smile. Bob had never felt so happy in his life, having such a wonderful son and now a boyfriend who loved him, helped him around the house and also got along with his kid. He couldn't think what he had done to have so much luck. Daryl smiled as he saw Bob's pride and once again felt amused at how naïve the man was. Once dinner was over, Daryl picked up the dishes but Bob offered to wash them, to which Daryl agreed. Corey thanked Daryl for the food and – trying to make his dad happy – for taking care of him. Daryl replied it was his pleasure, grabbing Corey's still stiff dicklet while Bob had his back to them working at the sink. Bob told Corey he'd put him to bed if he waited while he did the dishes and Daryl forced the boy to remain sitting and continued to molest him while telling him, for his dad's benefit, what a lucky boy he was to have such a great dad.

"I'm gonna put Corey to bed, Daryl," the man said once he was done with the dishes.

Daryl moved towards Bob and gave him a peck on the lips. Bob felt really embarrassed, even though Daryl had been with them for some time now, the man had not disclosed his orientation to his son and opened his eyes wide in shock at the first physical show of affection in front of the boy.

"It's okay, honey," Daryl said, "Corey knows the nature of our relationship. Tell him Corey"

"Daryl, how … what …"

"It's okay, dad," Corey said, "I know you love Daryl and he loves you too."

Bob felt a knot in his throat as his boy spoke and nodded unable to say anything.

"Now we can be one very happy family," Daryl said winking at Corey who blushed at the gesture.

Daryl went over and pulled Corey up and led him over to Bob and enveloped them both in a hug.

"Now why don't you two go and have a chat? Just don't keep Corey up, he has school tomorrow," Daryl said and playfully patted them both firmly on their butts.

Bob walked out of the kitchen, his head in a whirl as the two walked to Corey's bedroom while Daryl walked into the master bedroom. Bob told his son how very proud of him he was and he apologized for not having told him about him and Daryl. Corey said it was okay but, as he sat on the bed, he felt a desperation unlike anything he'd felt before, he didn't even know how he had endured all dinner without losing his mind with the vibrating egg in his ass, and how he was still enduring the torment with his dad sitting next to him.

"Do you want me to help you into your pajamas?" Bob asked.

Corey felt terrified at the prospect of his father finding the device taped to his thigh and looked at his dad feigning indignation.

"What am I? Five?" he asked.

"I'm sorry!" Bob said chuckling at his son's indignation.

He kissed his son's forehead and wished him a good night as he left the room. Once in the master bedroom, he hugged Daryl and thanked him once again for everything he did for him, including having opened their relationship to his son. Daryl hugged Bob and kissed him deeply. He did like the man, but as of late, there was something wicked which made Daryl go for innuendos trying to tease Bob, who was still as clueless as to the real relationship between his boyfriend and his son.

"I think someone has earned a night of passion," Bob said playfully and hugged Daryl, "I'll go to the bathroom and prepare. Oh by the way I don't have to go into the hospital until the afternoon."

"That's great, darling, I'm off in the morning too, so I will see Corey off to school and come and see my man to see if there is anything we can find to do to pass the time," Daryl replied with a big smile.

Daryl had made sure to spice Bob's food and drinks with his little 'sleeping agent', so he knew they would probably not have that night of passion, and while his priority was to get Corey to satisfy his sexual needs tonight while he tormented him some more, a morning after of passion with Bob was not to be sniffed at. As soon as Bob entered the bathroom, Daryl turned the TV on and walked to Corey's bedroom. He found the boy in bed, squirming as the egg vibrated inside his ass. Corey felt relieved, thinking Daryl was here to let him cum, but instead, the man opened the closet and picked up his gym bag.

"Your dad is in the bathroom," he said, "It will take some time for me to come back."

"Okay," Corey whimpered.

"I just need to make sure you won't do anything you shouldn't."

Corey didn't like the sound of that, but said nothing. After stripping the boy of his pajamas and briefs he grabbed rope from his bag, Daryl started by tying Corey's wrists to the bed head, and proceeded to tie his ankles too. Corey did not risk asking the man what he was going to do, he guessed Daryl was ensuring that he didn't touch himself before he came to milk him, and to some extent, he felt relieved he was going to be allowed to cum, even if that meant he would have to remain tied for some time. What Corey had not anticipated, was what Daryl had in mind. Right after having tied the boy in an X-shape, Daryl produced the e-stim box he had used on Corey that Sunday when he'd abused the boy for the first time. Corey's eyes opened wide.

"No, Daryl, please …" he begged.

But Daryl did not reply. Instead, he gagged and blindfolded the boy so he couldn't complain and placed the electro loops, one around Corey's cock and balls, one around the shaft. He then pushed the electro corona and electro sound inside the boy's slit. Corey moaned. Daryl turned the e-stim box to a medium/low setting careful to make sure there would be no chance of an unwelcome (unwelcome to him) orgasm, as he'd done the first time. He wanted to keep Corey on the edge so he would be desperate to be milked once Bob was asleep. Corey started grunting and struggling as soon as the box was powered up.

"There, there," the abuser said, "It's ten pm now. I'll be with you as soon as I can."

With this, Daryl closed Corey's door and walked back to the master bedroom to see his boyfriend. He certainly hoped Bob wouldn't take long to go to sleep.

As soon as Daryl stepped outside the room, Corey was left alone, tied and in darkness. Corey hated the darkness because that only made it worse, there was nothing else for him to focus his attention on but the sensations in his boy-bits. The zapping of the outside and inside of his cock was enough to make him drool. Daryl had made sure to use a high enough setting to make it arousing, but Corey knew he was not going to be able to cum until the man returned. The vibration inside his ass made the whole thing even worse.

Time passed in darkness, every now and then Corey would feel his cock throb repeatedly, but the amperage wasn't enough to make him cum. He felt desperate, the heat in his cock was killing him and his balls were now in pain, he'd been edged all day and not allowed to cum and it was horrible. He started sobbing in the dark as his cock was stimulated by the power box, and he felt tears running down his cheeks. He hoped even more than Daryl that his dad wouldn't take long to go to sleep.

Daryl opened his eyes disoriented as he saw light pouring through the bedroom windows. Once he partially woke up, the first thing that came to his mind was Corey.

"Fuck!" he cursed in a whisper.

The alarm clock read 7:00 am. And it was a school day for Corey. He knew he'd been stupid and careless leaving the boy plugged to the power box all night. What would've happened if Bob had woken up in the middle of the night to check on Corey? Fortunately, the man was a heavy sleeper anyway and thanks to the sleeping cocktail Daryl had used on him was unlikely to wake for some time. Bob had taken time to drop off, being keen to reward Daryl for 'all his kindness to Bob and Corey' and while Daryl had enjoyed the attention, he had wanted to be with Corey. He hadn't wanted to lose his focus on training his bitch-boy. He checked to make sure Bob was still deeply asleep, which he was, before making his way to Corey's room.

The scene when he opened the door was enough to make Daryl almost feel sorry for poor Corey. The boy was gasping and moaning. A large pool of drool had collected on the pillow and more was still rolling down the boy's cheeks. He removed the bed clothes to find Corey's little dicklet still hard, his precum sliding continuously from his pee-slit like an open faucet and collecting in a puddle on the boy's pubic mound, then rolling down his hips onto the bedsheet. The little dicklet carried on throbbing incessantly at the stimulation, purple at the head and shaft. Daryl cursed once again at his carelessness at dropping off last night, but he realized he was also as hard as ever under his boxer trunks at the thought that Corey had been under e-stim for almost nine hours.

"Corey, I'm sorry," Daryl said.

The boy grunted still drooling. Daryl removed the blindfold to find Corey's sight unfocused as if looking to the distance. Daryl removed the gag and the boy sort of smiled.

"C-cum … need t-to … cu-cum …" he managed to say.

Daryl turned off the power box, but Corey's dick continued to throb, apparently conditioned to the impulses of the e-stim loops and sound. Daryl removed the loops, corona and sound. Corey's cocklet spurted a new flow of pre-cum. With the boy horny to the point of madness, Daryl took the little rod in his mouth and started sucking on it.

"C-cum … ple-ple-aase …" Corey managed to croak again.

"Yes, my little cum-slut," Daryl said momentarily letting go of the boy's dick.

He engulfed the little stick again and started sucking his boy-toy. He had only been sucking the boy for a few minutes, when Corey finally reached orgasm and started spurting in Daryl's mouth.

"Nnnnnnnngggggghhhh …" Corey grunted as his dicklet finally got to release his cum, something he had been needing for hours.

Poor little Corey Templeton had spent the entire night dreaming of cumming in his half-awake state, so an incessant flow of boy cum kept coming and Daryl continued to swallow. The boy-cum did not seem as if it was ever going to stop and Daryl swallowed all the sixteen spurts coming from the tortured dicklet. Corey grunted like an animal in heat all through his orgasm until he was completely spent.

"Well slut that was quite a cum," Daryl said.

Corey said nothing, with unfocused eyes he managed to just partially smile at his abuser.

"Did you enjoy your night? I bet you did!" He knew it was important to show no sympathy to the boy, who would take it as a sign of weakness.

Corey did not reply, only grunted.

Daryl collected all the pre-cum pooled on the boy and fed it into the boy's open mouth and then untied him. He turned him over and pulled the egg out of the little boy's ass. He smiled as the still buzzing object stretched the boy's sphincter before popping out. He picked Corey up and carried him to the bathroom to clean him up. As he cleaned the boy, he noticed his little cocklet was still hard and couldn't resist accepting the invitation. He swallowed the rod and started sucking him again.

"N-no … ple-please …" Corey moaned, his cock and balls in real pain after the night's torture.

Daryl didn't stop and the little rod continued to throb as he sucked him.

"Ple-please …." Corey begged.

Daryl carried on sucking on the little tool and Corey kept pleading for him to stop, but there was no strength in the lovely red-haired twelve-year-old to fight the adult. Five minutes into the sucking, Corey's little rod started spurting a new load of semi-transparent cum into Daryl's mouth. Finally, Corey's little pecker started to deflate and Daryl finished licking the boy's red sore dicklet clean. He carried Corey in his arms over to the shower and lay him in the shower tray.

"Okay time to get ready for school," he said to the half-asleep naked boy.

"Too tired," groaned the little boy, "Want to stay home and sleep."

Daryl knew he couldn't have that. For starters, it was very likely that Bob being a doctor was almost certain to do a full check on Corey if the boy said he wasn't feeling well, and there was no way Daryl wanted Bob seeing Corey's dicklet or his recently stretched boy-hole. Also he didn't want to miss out on his boyfriend's promised gratitude this morning. So despite his lack of sleep Corey was going to have to go to school.

Daryl turned the shower to its coldest setting and turned it on full blast and stepped back as the icy jet crashed down on the almost comatose boy. As the freezing water cascaded over the naked form it miraculously came to life and tried to escape this new torment but Daryl closed the transparent shower door watching the boy try to avoid the torrent.

"You can't have a day off school just because you spent all night pleasuring your little dicklet rather than sleeping," he mocked, "Now get yourself washed properly and I will let you out."

Corey looked at his tormentor and nodded.

"Leave the controls alone," he ordered the boy as he saw Corey reach for them to turn them off or adjust the temperature, "it'll help wake you up".

Daryl was encouraged to see Corey meekly pick up the soap and start washing himself. He knew it was a further good sign of the control he already had over the boy. He tested it further by making the boy wash himself more thoroughly than was necessary, especially his sore little dicklet and balls, which had shriveled to almost nothing by the time Daryl was satisfied. Finally he allowed the boy to turn the shower off and step out of his arctic prison. He briskly rubbed the boy down with a towel and then with a hard slap to his chilled butt ordered him to his room to get his school clothes on with the threat if he wasn't downstairs in five minutes for breakfast he would be back under the cold shower.

Corey came down still looking like a zombie but dressed for school so Daryl gave him some breakfast and sent him off after a long kiss on his lips and with another slap to his butt. He had no worries about Corey playing with himself but warned the boy to be good and not get into trouble.

After the boy had gone off to school, earlier than usual as he was having to make his own way rather than being driven by his dad, Daryl went up to the boy's room to change the bed clothes hoping Bob wouldn't notice he'd done it. He then went downstairs to make breakfast for himself and his boyfriend and looked forward to seeing how the man intended to reward him. He also thought he would have a chance to keep moving things along with his plans for Corey.

Bob woke up as Daryl walked into the bedroom with a delicious smelling breakfast for them both on a tray. The man smiled at his boyfriend completely oblivious to what had transpired with Corey and Daryl smiled back.

"Honey," Daryl said, "It's nine o'clock."

Bob started up ashamed at the fact that he'd overslept on a school day. Daryl kissed Bob and then informed him that he had got Corey up and off to school because it was obvious Bob needed the sleep. It wasn't often he got the chance to have a lie in. Bob remembered he had the morning off and felt grateful but guilty. This was the first time he had missed seeing Corey off to school. He usually drove him but occasionally he had had to leave early but had always made sure he woke him and got him up.

"Thanks honey," Bob said, "although you should have woken me, I always get Corey up. Did he shower and have something to eat?"

"Bob you have always done it because there was no one else to take a turn, but now there is if you will let me. I made sure he had a good shower and fed him before sending him off just as you would have done. Obviously if you don't want to let me share in looking after Corey," Daryl said using emotional blackmail, "then I won't intrude …"

"Honey, I didn't mean …"

"I love you and I want to help you," Daryl said now kindly, "and I like Corey and he seems to like me back."

"I know," Bob said.

"He went off without a fuss," Daryl added, "though he wasn't very talkative this morning."

"Daryl," Bob said, "of course I'll let you help me care for Corey. I am so grateful for all you have done. I honestly don't know how to thank you."

"Well let's eat this breakfast," he said pointing at the tray, "and then I thought you had some ideas last night about rewards and we both fell asleep before I could receive them all."

"You're so right!" Bob said.

See what a kind man I am?' Daryl thought as he flirted with Bob stripping off his clothes and displaying his erect penis. He had taken pity on poor Corey and had not forced him to suck him off this morning.

Bob also was thinking what a great guy Daryl was and how lucky he and Corey were that he had come into their lives, while Daryl thought how lucky he was to have found Bob and Corey. The boy, on his part, spent all his morning at school trying to stay awake and not think of Daryl at all.

Chapter 7
Corey's day out Part one:

Getting the bitchboy ready

It was seven on Saturday morning in the Templeton household, but Daryl was already up. He had planned a wonderful weekend for 'his family'. He wanted to have some fun out with Corey and Bob and informed them he had planned the day including he had tickets for the movie theater. Knowing how much Corey liked science fiction, Daryl was going to take the boy and his dad to watch 'The Terminator', a science fiction adventure starring Arnold Schwarzenneger which had opened the previous weekend. Corey was happy as he really wanted to see the picture and felt that having his dad there, he would be safe from Daryl's abuse. So when Daryl had announced to the boy and Bob about the Saturday plans he was able to be as enthusiastic as his dad.

Neither of them knew Daryl had other ideas in his mind as to what this weekend was going to be like. Daryl had been a tad nicer to Corey since the e-stim ordeal, but had carried on keeping Corey on edge on a daily basis and insisting the boy blew him at least once a day, more often twice unless he saved the second cum for Bob. For five days he'd been edging the boy and not giving him the pleasure of release. If things worked out the way he'd planned, Saturday was going to be a lot of fun for him. It also could be the day he'd let Corey cum if he got enough pleasure out of him.

Bob was still asleep, so Daryl knew he had a bit of time, so he tiptoed out of the master bedroom and entered Corey's room. The boy was still asleep when Daryl sat on the bed and placed his hand under the bedclothes grabbing Corey's lovely morning wood. Moving the covers aside, Daryl pulled Corey's little cock through the entrance of his tighty-whiteys and started sucking on it. Corey opened his eyes as soon as he felt the man's mouth around his cockhead.

"Morning, Daryl," he said politely, hoping he would finally be allowed to cum.

Daryl did not reply and continued to suck on the tween 11 cm [4"] rod. Corey had been so worked-up by the man all week long that he started feeling the throes of orgasm almost instantly, but Daryl stopped, leaving him on the edge again. Without saying anything, Daryl pulled his boxers down and lay next to the boy. Corey looked at Daryl and the man nodded.

"Go on," he commanded.

Corey bent in order to take Daryl's cock in his mouth. He was not happy when he had to blow Daryl, but he had gotten used to the man's taste and knew making the man happy was the only way he was going to get his own release.

"Good," Daryl said as Corey blew him, "You're real good at cock-sucking, my sweet boy; you're even better than your dad."

As Corey blew Daryl, the man fumbled inside Corey's underwear and started caressing the boy's soft butt-cheeks. Corey's butt was so smooth it made Daryl's cock get even harder if that was possible. As Corey sucked him, Daryl wet his middle finger with saliva and placed his hand back inside Corey's underwear, this time locating the boy's virgin hole to rub his wet finger in circles on it. Corey got nervous as Daryl toyed with his hole. Except for the day when Daryl had abused him for the first time in the TV room when he had fingered the boy's ass he'd not played with Corey's ass again, save for forcing the small vibrating egg into it. The finger on his boy-hole didn't hurt and in some way gave him quite a pleasurable feeling, so Corey didn't voice his objection – knowing it wouldn't make any difference to Daryl except to annoy him and remove any chance of being allowed to cum.

Emboldened by the boy's lack of objection, Daryl pushed his middle finger inside Corey's hole and at the same time pushed Corey's face against his cock, pushing it inside the boy's throat all the way to the hilt. Corey felt like he was going to choke as tears welled up in his eyes, Daryl's cock was simply too massive for the boy to stand it all the way in. Daryl loved the beautiful red-pinkish color Corey turned when he lacked breath because of the huge rod and laughed a bit. He then let go so Corey could breathe as his middle finger kept probing and stimulating inside Corey's lovely hole.

Daryl pushed his cock to the hilt once again and kept Corey there for some seconds before letting go once again. He repeated the operation several times until he decided the boy's throat was ready and started face-fucking Corey hard, forcing his dick into the boy's throat. Corey experienced a feeling of desperation unlike any he'd ever felt as he was made to deep-throat the massive rod, but knew he could do nothing but endure. Daryl kept his steady pace face-fucking Corey until he felt the imminent signs of orgasm. Corey felt Daryl's cock throb repeatedly inside his mouth and knew the man was close to cumming now.

As Daryl's first orgasm contraction hit, he buried his cock all the way in, spurting his spunk directly in Corey's throat. Corey felt even more desperate now as Daryl's cock spurt in his throat choking him. The flow of adult spunk was such that it started overflowing out through Corey's nostrils.

"Fuck!" Daryl exclaimed, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

Daryl's cum was now flowing out through Corey's nose and mouth, the intense load in Corey's throat spreading throughout the boy's head. When the man's orgasm finally receded, he let go of Corey who started coughing maniacally. Daryl grinned as he saw his spunk over Corey's mouth.

"You look so fucking cute when you're cum splattered. I wish your daddy could see you like this," Daryl said.

Of course he didn't want Bob to see Corey like this, but he knew the idea would freak Corey out. He leaned towards the boy and kissed him, licking his own cum from the boy's face and then pushing it into the boy's mouth as he French kissed him. As they kissed, Daryl took Corey's cock and started masturbating the tween as a reward for having taken the face-fuck like a man. When Corey's dicklet started throbbing continuously, Daryl stopped his ministrations, eliciting a moan of frustration from the boy.

"It's time for a shower, Corey," he said, "We have a great day ahead of us, and preparations have to be made."

Corey nodded, still red in the face and obediently started undressing in front of the man so he could take a shower as Daryl had trained him to do. Daryl loved the control he had established over the boy and how effective the training was being on the boy already. As Corey bent down to remove his underwear and pajama bottoms, Daryl slapped his butt cheek playfully but it still stung the boy. The lovely twelve year old folded his nightclothes and walked into the bathroom. Daryl followed the boy and stood watching, telling Corey he was going to monitor his shower. Corey smiled nervously, hoping it wasn't going to be like the cold shower Daryl had supervised earlier in the week, but he didn't argue. Daryl loved the fact that, little by little, Corey was turning more submissive, though the man could still see that spark of rebellion in the boy's eyes at times.

"I think you missed a spot," Daryl said, "Give me the soap and spread your legs and put your hands on your head."

Corey did as instructed as Daryl approached him. The man soaped both his hands and, with his left one he took Corey's lovely rod peeling the boy's foreskin back. With his right one, he started caressing Corey's virgin boy-hole. Corey gasped feeling his little dicklet go hard as soon as his foreskin was retracted. Daryl knew what to do and he started polishing the lovely knob-shaped pinkish cock-head as he pushed his middle finger up Corey's ass. The boy moaned as the man handled his parts. Daryl kept the stimulation going until he felt Corey approaching orgasm and then stopped.

Corey grunted.

"Now you're perfect," Daryl said, "Carry on, we don't have all day."

Corey went back to washing the rest of his body and Daryl waited for the boy. He had a strong urge to rub his dicklet with the soap but knew Daryl wouldn't let him. When Corey was done, Daryl asked him to dry himself and come back into the bedroom. Corey obediently joined Daryl in his bedroom when he was dry.

"I have a little present for you," the man said picking up his gym bag.

"You do?" Corey asked feeling curious but worried. His experiences with Daryl's gifts had not been good so far.

For an answer, Daryl opened the bag and took out the box, handing it to the tween. Corey did not have to read the box to know what it was, for the picture was very explicit; it was a fifteen cm [6"] dildo.

"Go on, open it up," Daryl said, "It would be rude not to since I got it for you with a lot of hope it would make you happy."

Corey swallowed hard and nodded. Obediently he opened the box and took the dildo out. It was not particularly big or thick, but it had a somewhat big cock-head. Corey was almost certain that it was going to go up his ass any minute now. At the base of the silicone dick there was a cable and a remote.

"Good, now hand it to me and bend over," the man instructed.

"But … Daryl …" he stammered.

"Are you talking back to me?" Daryl asked annoyed.

"No, I-I'm … sorry," Corey said.

"Good, now bend over and spread those lovely cheeks for me.

"Yes, Daryl," Corey said softly.

Lovely Corey Templeton bent over and pulled his cheeks apart as Daryl had instructed. The man got a lube tube from his bag pack and lubed the dildo. Once done, he lubed the boy's lovely pink hole and, unceremoniously, pushed the large end of the item against Corey's poop hole. Corey grunted as he felt the dildo tip against his boy-hole, the thing was bigger than the vibrating egg and much bigger than Daryl's finger, the only two things Daryl (or anyone else) had put inside his ass before. But Daryl wasn't gonna take no for an answer, if he was to fuck his boy soon, possibly tonight, he had to prepare his little hole. He pushed with a bit more strength and the cock-head went inside.

"Nnnnnnnggggghhhh," Corey vocalized.

"Breathe," Daryl commanded, "here goes the rest."

Having said so, he pushed the rest of the dildo up Corey's rectum. Corey felt the tears welling up in his eyes, he'd never had something so big inside him and it felt weird.

"Perfect fit," Daryl said and laughed, "Let's try it."

As he said it, he pushed the on button and the boy felt the thing vibrate inside him. It was like the vibrating egg but a lot more annoying since it was a lot bigger and it hurt.

"Please, Daryl," he said.

"Please what?" Daryl asked.

"It's … t-too bi-big," he whimpered.

"No it's not," he said.

"Please," the boy begged again.

"Do you want me to slap you to remind you who's in command here?"

Corey shook his head no as tears rolled down his cheeks. Having tried the dildo, Daryl turned it off, which gave Corey a bit of respite. Next, Daryl picked a roll of duct tape from his bag and cut a piece. He pushed the dildo in a bit more and then secured it with a piece of duct tape from Corey's lower back, through his crack and the pushed-in dildo, to the boy's belly button, He made a split in the tape pulling the lovely rod which had now completely deflated and little scrotum through the gap. He pressed the tape down on the skin thinking Corey was lucky he didn't have any pubes as they would have been certain to be pulled out when he removed the tape. He ordered Corey to stand straight and after cutting a new piece of duct tape, he placed it around the boy's waistline to make sure the other piece wouldn't get loose and release the dildo.

"Good," Daryl said, "Now get your tightest pair of tighty-whiteys.

Corey tried his best to walk normally but it was kind of weird with the object shoved up his ass and the sticky tape. It was also slightly painful to accomplish. He opened a drawer in which he kept his oldest underwear and picked a pair that was probably a couple of years old. He came back to Daryl and offered them to him. The man told Corey to raise his legs one at a time to step into the underwear. They were definitely tight and Daryl grinned as he pulled the dildo cable and control through the underwear's right leg hole before pulling the briefs up tight, lifting Corey momentarily off his feet. Using more duct tape Daryl secured the remote in such a way the on-off buttons were in the exact position to be pushed if one put a hand inside the right hand pants pocket.

"Good," Daryl said, "Now put on those lovely baggy pants I picked for you."

Corey obeyed the man and put the pants on. Once placed and zipped, Daryl ordered him to sit on the desk chair in which he had tied him some days before and Corey as usual now complied without protest. Sitting proved a difficult task to achieve, since Corey became more aware of the presence of the dildo shoved up his lovely ass. He grunted as he sat and Daryl grinned again.

"Now," the man said, "put your right hand in your pocket."

"Wh-why?" Corey asked.

Daryl was not going to waste his time with Corey and slapped him on the belly –not in the face because Bob would be waking up any time now. After having been slapped on his belly and fearing another, Corey obeyed and put his right hand in the pocket finding out the pocket lining had been cut away and his hand could reach the remote. Corey didn't know the other pocket also had been cut off by Daryl for another sinister purpose.

"Good boy," Daryl said, "Now find the on button and turn your present on."

Corey's eyes opened wide at the instruction but he knew better than to argue. He fumbled inside his pocket until he found the button and pushed it. The dildo started vibrating up his ass, giving him a weird and uncomfortable sensation as it did.

"Stand up," Daryl said.

The boy obeyed and stood up, vibrating dildo up his ass.

"Good. Now walk to your closet and put a top on."

Corey obeyed feeling the most awkward of sensations as he tried walking with the vibrating thing up his ass. Right at that moment, the door to Corey's room opened.

"Hey! Good morning," Bob said, "Did I miss something?"

"Oh, nothing at all darling," Daryl said jumping into Bob's arms to prevent the father seeing Corey's flushed face and the red hand mark on his belly, "Corey asked for my opinion on what to wear for our day out and I came to assist him."

"Oh, I see!" Bob said and smiled, "Have you picked the outfit yet, Babyboy?"

"Not yet, daddy," Corey said trying to hide the fact that he had a vibrating silicone dick up his little hole.

"Honey you look flushed," Bob said approaching his son, "Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine! Leave me alone!" Corey snapped back in panic, desperate that the man he loved more than anyone else didn't discover he had a rubber dick up his butt.

"Corey, Babyboy …" Bob said in shock.

"I'm not a baby! Get out of my room!" he yelled.

Bob didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at his son and nodded. Then, he walked out of the room. Daryl looked at lovely Corey with a reproachful look as he shook his head, told him to put a top on and stay in his room. He left the boy and followed after his boyfriend. Corey remained in his room feeling terrible, ashamed at the way he had spoken to his dad, who had always been understanding and caring.

Daryl walked into the master bedroom following Bob. The man looked genuinely upset.

"Honey …" Daryl said, trying to hug Bob.

"Don't!" Bob said, "Just … don't, okay? Give me a minute"

Daryl nodded and walked down to the kitchen to brew some coffee while Bob got over his hurt. Instead of feeling upset, Daryl felt delighted as he immediately knew this would be a good chance to start opening a gap between father and son. If he did, he'd be able to isolate Corey more bringing him more into his clutches and Bob … well, he certainly knew how to deal with naïve Bob.

When he had brewed the coffee he poured out two mugs and took them up to Bob's room. Bob was still just sitting there but he managed a smile as Daryl walked in.

"I … um … I'm sorry I snapped back at you," Bob said genuinely apologetic, "I know I am just being stupid but I don't think he has spoken to me like that before. He seems to be changing."

"It's okay," Daryl said pretending to be hurt, "I know I cross the line some times. I must remember Corey's your son, not mine and it's nothing to do with me."

"No, no," Bob said, "Please don't say that … I … I'm really thankful of all the things you do for me and Corey … you have taken him under your wing and protected him and loved him as if he were your own son. I …"

Daryl did his best not to laugh at Bob. True, he did love Corey, but the man couldn't have been more clueless as to the real nature of Daryl's relationship with the twelve year old. Daryl felt his cock stir in his pants but did not move, to prevent Bob from noticing.

"Bob, love, he's growing up. Soon he will be a teenager and I expect you can remember what that is like. I certainly know I do. Suddenly your dad changes from being your hero and fount of wisdom to being the stupidest person who knows nothing and everything he does annoys you. It's natural and an important part of becoming an adult, but it's never easy for either," Daryl kissed Bob and gave him a hug.

"What am I going to do?" Bob asked weakly, "We've always been so close."

Daryl smiled thinking he knew where Corey got his naïveté from.

"Do you want my advice?" he asked, "I don't want you to think I am interfering. I'm no expert but I have seen a lot of father/son relationships some good, some not so good."

Bob nodded so Daryl continued, "You and Corey have one of the best relationships I have ever seen. You have looked after him so well."

Bob nodded again and managed a smile.

"Corey has been a real lucky little boy," Daryl carried on, "You do everything for him and only think about him. Apart from your work, your only concern has been Corey. It's what makes him such a super little boy."

Daryl paused pretending he didn't know how to continue. Bob looked at him.

"But?"

"Look, darling, I really don't know if it is my place to say. I sure don't want to ruin what we've got going between us …"

"Please, go on," Bob insisted.

"As I said I am no expert," Daryl said and smiled shyly, "I would hate you to think I am criticizing you. I so admire the job you have done with Corey, all on your own, and I really like your kid."

Bob looked at Daryl and saw a strong, kind man. He had been really shocked at Corey's outburst and felt bewildered and lost. He had enjoyed the sex and time with Daryl but he now realized that this was a man he could rely on. After all these years here was someone who cared about him … and his son. He took a deep breath.

"Go for it sweetheart," he said, "I obviously need help."

Daryl smiled knowing if he was subtle enough this talk was going to help his plans in ways unimaginable before.

"Bob you have to promise that you will listen to what I say and think about it. I don't want you to go off half-cocked."

Bob nodded his agreement.

"You should also know Corey has said a few things which, if I tell you, you must never let Corey know I told you."

Bob nodded his agreement once again, worried that things were even worse than he had thought. His son was talking to Daryl rather than him. His emotions were completely screwed. He recognized he felt jealous but told himself not to be silly, why wouldn't the boy talk to Daryl? The man was kind, supportive and had an air of authority.

"I promise," he confirmed.

"Okay I will trust you mean that, please don't disappoint me," Daryl added.

He sat next to Bob and drew him into a hug. He smiled as he felt the man sink into his arms.

Like father, like son, he thought, what could be better than two compliant males to play my games with? I'm such a lucky bastard!

"Now just sit here and listen. Don't interrupt until I have finished," he commanded although his voice remained kind and caring.

Bob gave another nod.

"As I said I have nothing but admiration for the way you have raised Corey. I have never seen a closer relationship between a father and a son and he is a real credit to you. He is a lovely, kind, sweet little boy. Unfortunately he will soon change into a puberty-fueled teenager. You saw the first sign of that this morning and it certainly won't be the last no matter what WE do.

"Now one thing I do know is a pubescent boy needs different things from his dad than a little boy does. A little boy needs acceptance and lots of attention which you have more than given Corey," Daryl paused waiting for Bob to nod his understanding.

"A teenager," he continued, "needs some space to grow but firm boundaries and expectations. He needs to learn that the world doesn't totally revolve around him and he must consider other people, not just think about himself."

Bob nodded again and rubbed Daryl's leg as he did so.

"I didn't tell you this, but earlier in the week, when I got him off to school, he wanted to take the day off. When I said no he said you would let him if he wanted. And when I said I didn't believe it as you knew how important school was, he said I must have seen by now how he could get you to do almost anything he wanted."

Bob was in genuine shock as Daryl spoke but he had promised not to say anything until his boyfriend had finished speaking.

"I just said, 'well hard luck' and then I added that he couldn't do that to me, so I sent him off to school. He wasn't pleased but you have seen how he has been with me since, so I think deep down he liked the fact he couldn't get his way with me."

"I think I understand," Bob said.

"It is going to be really bad if he thinks he can do what he likes with you," Daryl carried on, "he will soon lose respect for you and go out of control and WE wouldn't want that, do you agree with me?"

"Completely," Bob said.

"Also," Daryl carried on, "if we are going to stay together and I am going to help you raise Corey you will need to back me up and support my decisions, as of course I always do with yours."

"You can count on it," Bob said.

"I know you have always done everything for him, but now that he's growing he needs a chance to contribute to the family. You have seen how keen he is to help me. At the moment it is a novelty and I am sure he will soon be less keen, but again for his self-worth he needs to learn that getting older has responsibilities and he should have chores. No teenager likes doing them but underneath it makes them feel they are contributing. He also needs to start doing more things for himself rather than you or I doing it all for him."

Daryl had been watching Bob carefully as he spoke, looking for any sign that he was going too far.

So far so good, he thought as he gave Bob another squeeze and tried to look as kind and caring as he could.

"I'm nearly done now," Daryl said.

Bob smiled weakly feeling overwhelmed by what Daryl was saying, but also safe in the man's arms.

"Corey needs to see you do things for yourself, enjoying yourself and considering your own needs. While I hope that will mean you and me enjoying ourselves together, it also means you should be enjoying yourself on your own. He has to learn that sometimes what he wants cannot take precedent over what you want."

Bob nodded in Daryl's embrace.

"As I said before, he also needs space. He says you treat him like a baby which of course is ridiculous, but I do think you should give him a bit more privacy. Getting him ready for bed, going into his room without knocking, these are all things that make him feel like a little boy. If he isn't already, he soon will be playing with his penis and I don't know if your dad ever walked in on you, but I can assure you it is the last thing a boy wants."

Bob winced both remembering his own experiences of being caught or nearly caught jerking off and the thought that Corey could be doing that already, or if not yet, would be soon. Not his baby boy anymore surely. Daryl caught the reaction and knew he was having an effect. With some luck this was going to open up more chances for him and leave Corey more vulnerable to his abuse.

"Finally there is the need for sanctions. Now I know you have never punished Corey and there hasn't been any need, but I think if there aren't consequences for unacceptable teenage behavior there are going to be real problems. Of course I am not suggesting beating him, although if I am honest, I think a few swats on the butt are not a bad thing for a boy, it gets his attention and deals with the problem quickly. However if you are totally opposed to that, or even if you are not, then groundings and other withdrawals of privileges will need to be available to us both to help reinforce the boundaries and limits we set."

Again Daryl watched Bob closely to see if he noticed or would object to the idea that these were things they both could decide on, not just Bob, but he was happy to see no outward sign that he was against the notion of them joint-parenting Corey.

"Okay, love," he said, "I know this is a lot for you to think about and you need time to decide if I am talking rubbish or not. Two things I would ask you: first one, whatever you decide, we have the fun day I have planned today for us as a family. But you don't apologize to Corey or try and win him over. He was very rude and it was unacceptable for him to speak to you like that so let him be the one to do any apologizing."

Daryl noticed Bob's hesitation. It was obvious it was hard for Bob to deal with the situation in such a fashion, but now was the right time to learn if he could start controlling Bob the same way he controlled Corey.

"Do we have a deal?"

"Yes," Bob said finally, "I think you couldn't be more right. So, what's the second thing?"

"Promise me you'll think about that conference you told me about last weekend," Daryl said, "it sounded like a great opportunity for you to brush up as a surgeon. And you deserve to have a good time too. Why not make that part of the new you and your relationship with Corey?"

"You think?" Bob asked.

"I do. Go away for the four days, you said it would be good for your work, you'll have fun with other medical people and Corey can learn he should appreciate his great dad more. You know what they say: absence makes the heart grow fonder."

Daryl pulled Bob up and hugged him close as he told him how much he loved him. He also said he would do whatever he could to help. He then pulled Bob's boxers down turned him around and with a firm swat to his butt told him to get himself in the shower and get clean so Daryl could take his two favorite boys out for the day.

Bob headed for the shower, smarting from the smack but it gave him a warm tingle which his cock reacted to and he wondered how Daryl was so wise being much younger than he was. He seemed to really understand the situation and Bob knew this was just another reason why he was determined to keep him happy and so keep him around.

As one of his boys took his shower, Daryl went to make sure his other boy was also learning the right lessons from this morning's incident. He went into Corey's room to find the boy sitting on his bed looking utterly miserable. As Daryl got close he realized the boy had not switched off the vibrating plastic dick in his ass. He guessed it was because he was scared to do it as Daryl hadn't given him permission to do so, a fact that pleased the man beyond his own expectations.

"Well cock-slut you really have upset your dad today,"

Corey pouted.

"Luckily I have managed to persuade him to allow you to still come out with us."

"You have?" Corey asked

"I have, just so you know how much I love you," Daryl said, "I, however, shall expect impeccable behavior from you, you stick close to me and do whatever I say or this little dicklet won't be getting its release today or any day in the near future, okay?"

"Okay," Corey replied shyly.

"Your daddy is very cross with you so I suggest you are polite but give him some time to get over his upset. He needs a bit of space to come to terms with the ungrateful brat he has raised. Now, come with me so you can have some breakfast, and don't even think of turning that dick off. Although I guess you are enjoying it too much to do that anyway."

They both walked into the kitchen and Daryl grabbed a box of Capn' crunch. He placed the cereal, the milk and a bowl on the kitchen table as he sat down. Once sitting, he opened his legs wide and tapped on the chair seat between his legs, thus indicating to Corey where to sit. The boy did as instructed and he poured some Capn' crunch into his bowl. Daryl was not gonna waste precious time and, as the boy started pouring milk on his bowl, he placed his adult hand in Corey's right pocket seizing the control to the vibrating dildo. Corey gasped as the thing started wiggling inside his ass – a mode Corey didn't know the thing even had. Daryl could feel the vibrations through his groin as it was pressed against the boy's ass Taken by surprise, Corey spilled some milk on the kitchen table.

"Bad boy," Daryl said, "lick the milk up from the table."

Corey nodded and started licking the milk from the table. Daryl felt his cock go hard as the boy lapped his tongue across the milk as he cleaned up his mess.

"Good boy," Daryl said, "now, go on, eat your cereal."

As Corey ate his Capn' Crunch with the vibrating dildo on wiggling inside his lovely little ass which in turn rubbed against his abuser's groin, Daryl placed both his hands under Corey's shirt. Corey shivered as he felt Daryl's rough adult hands touching his belly and moving up. Daryl found Corey's nipples hardened and he pinched them. Corey moaned in pain but knew better than to complain. Still he couldn't carry on eating. Daryl kept on playing with the tween's nipples feeling his own underwear get wet with his abundant precum. Daryl was a master at stimulating and as he played with Corey's nipples, the boy felt his little rod spitting precum messing his tight underwear.

"Stand up, Corey," Daryl instructed.

The boy complied and the man ordered him to carry on eating. As Corey ate his cereal, Daryl started pushing the dildo with all his might so it would go deeper inside Corey's sweet ass, if that was even possible. Corey didn't think he could take it anymore as he tried with all his might to finish his bowl of Capn' Crunch. Daryl left the kitchen for a couple of minutes just to make sure he still had time. The shower in the master bedroom was still running so Daryl knew he still had some minutes and came back to Corey with his erection out of his pants. Daryl ordered Corey to kneel in front of him and hold the bowl of cereal up level with his groin and the boy did as commanded. Once the boy had positioned the bowl to his satisfaction, Daryl started jerking off over the boy's meal. Corey was shocked but said nothing just holding the bowl as if begging for more as Daryl's cock spurted its adult heavy load over his cereal.

"Now," Daryl said, "finish up your cereal."

Corey nodded as the man took the bowl and put it back on the table and placed his adult cock back inside his pants. Daryl grinned as the boy got to his feet and started spooning the remains of Capn' Crunch all covered in man milk. As Corey tried to eat the cum-covered cereal, Bob came into the kitchen.

"I'm ready now," Bob said.

"Good," Daryl said, "let's just wait for Corey to finish his cereal and we can get on our way. I have lots of activities planned for us to enjoy as a family!"

Bob smiled at his beloved boyfriend and didn't notice Corey's face as the boy tried to eat the cum-soaked Capn' Crunch. His feelings about today kept on getting grimmer by the minute. He knew having his dad around would not give him the protection he had thought, it seemed Daryl would find a way to still sexually torment him even with Bob around. Still, he knew he had to behave if he wanted Daryl to let him cum. He now knew he was a total slave to his father's boyfriend.

Chapter 8
Corey's day out Part two

Jeffrey Barnes

Sitting in the back of the car had proven a challenge for Corey since he still had the dildo up his ass. Funnily, he was getting used to it and his walking was now 'almost' normal. He was still glad he was sitting in the back so his dad wouldn't notice his dicklet getting hard. Daryl had taken the driver's spot, since he said he wanted the whole day to be a surprise for his two men. As he started the car, he cheerfully told Bob and Corey how much he had planned this day so they could all have fun together and giggled. Corey blushed almost certain now that Daryl was going to find the way to torment him even if they were outdoors. The torment had already begun since he had made the boy wear a dildo shoved up his ass and the thing would remain there probably all day long.

Daryl had given Corey specific instructions: every time Daryl said 'go on' Corey was to nod and turn on the vibrating dildo. Every time Daryl asked Corey 'are you having fun?' the boy was to turn the dildo off. The boy knew he was to obey if he wanted to cum later in the day, and he wished for nothing more in the world after a week of being edged but not being allowed to reach orgasm. He also was trying to give his father some space following another of Daryl's instructions. The last thing he wanted was for his father to think he was an ungrateful brat.

"Well, here we are!" Daryl said putting on a cheerful voice to break the awful silence he'd built between father and son.

"The zoo?" Bob asked.

"Of course!" Daryl said, "I used to love the zoo when I was a kid! We're gonna have lots of fun guys, cheer up!"

"Okay," Bob said.

"Okay," Corey said too.

As they left the car, Daryl asked Bob and Corey to wait while he paid for admission to the zoo. Both Bob and Corey nodded and waited for the master manipulator in silence. Corey wanted to tell his dad he was sorry he had snapped at him, but he didn't want to upset him even more. Bob wanted to tell Corey he loved him very much and that he wasn't angry at him, but Daryl's words regarding the importance of teaching Corey a lesson had made total sense. So, while Daryl got the tickets to the zoo, both father and son remained together in an uncomfortable silence.

"Got them!" Daryl said cheerfully again as he came back to collect his men, "Come on, let's have a wonderful day together!"

The visit to the zoo involved a long wonderful walk past the different habitats. Corey didn't think it was so wonderful since walking also reminded him of the dildo up his ass, but he did his best to behave impeccably as Daryl had commanded. They spent time watching all the animals in their pens as Daryl commented on this or that specific animal. The man also made sure Corey drank plenty of soda, since he was planning on having a nice time once the boy's bladder did its work. They had been walking for over an hour when Daryl turned to the boy.

"Hey Corey, want a picture with your dad?"

Corey nodded and looked at his dad.

"Go on," he said, "Stand next to your daddy."

Corey knew Daryl wanted him to turn the dildo on and placed his hand inside his right pocket as he walked towards his father. The awkward vibration of the dildo made him wince a little but he stood next to his dad like a real pro.

"Come on, guys!" Daryl said, "Act like you really want a picture together!"

Both Bob and Corey got closer and Bob threw his arm around his son's shoulders feeling like he should say something, but refrained remembering Daryl's words. Corey put his arm around his dad's waist and waited for Daryl to take the picture. A couple of snapshots later, they resumed their walk around the zoo, this time Corey walking with the dildo on. Daryl loved seeing Corey's flushed face as he tried his best to pretend he didn't have a silicone cock up his ass, the boy was definitely trying to earn his reward!

They carried on walking and watching for some time when Daryl turned to look at Corey and asked, "Are you having fun?"

Corey nodded and turned the goddamned dildo off, feeling relieved he'd been able to do so because his dicklet had been hard under the stimulation. Funny that little Corey hadn't noticed when he'd passed from pain to pleasure with the object stuffed up his ass.

"I think I'm getting hungry," Daryl said, "What do you guys say if we finish the zoo visit and head up to the place I've picked for us to have lunch?"

"I'm in!" Bob said.

"Me too!" Corey said as well, tired of walking around with the silicone dick up his ass.

"Oh, I think I have to stop by the restroom really quick," Daryl said.

"We'll wait for you," Bob said smiling.

"Nonsense!" Daryl said looking in Corey's direction hoping the boy would remember his instruction to stay close to him all day, "You guys go ahead and get the car started, I won't be long."

"Okay," Bob said, "but don't be long."

"I have to go to the restroom too," Corey said knowing Daryl was expecting him to say this.

"Oh, then maybe …" Bob started but looked at Daryl discreetly shaking his head and Bob changed his mind, "Go on, I'll wait for you guys in the car."

Daryl couldn't have been more pleased that things were turning out the way he'd planned. As he saw Bob walk away, he threw his arm around Corey's shoulders praising him for being such a good boy remembering his instructions. They walked inside the restrooms which, to Daryl's delight, were vacant at the time and he pushed Corey inside a stall. Once there, he ordered the boy to unzip Daryl's pants and take his adult cock out and the boy did as ordered. Then he ordered Corey to hold his cock as he pissed and the boy obeyed once again.

"In the restroom, like when we met," Daryl said.

"Uh-huh," Corey replied.

"I bet back then you never thought you'd have all this piece of manmeat for yourself, even though you looked at it that first time as if you wanted to suck me there and then."

"I … did not …" Corey started to protest.

"What did you say?"

"No-nothing, Daryl," Corey stammered.

"Good," the man said as he urinated, "I wouldn't want to punish you. I imagine you really wanna cum, don't you?"

Corey nodded.

"Good. Now, open your mouth," Daryl commanded as he held the last of his piss.

Corey nodded and opened his mouth. Daryl pushed his cockhead to Corey's mouth and released the last of his piss inside the boy. Corey's reaction was one of shock as Daryl finished peeing inside him, but he swallowed down without a fuss. The smell and flavor of the man's piss was strong, but Corey stood stoically until Daryl had finished emptying his bladder.

"Now then, just quickly unzip and unbutton," Daryl said, "I wanna check how your present is holding."

Corey nodded and did as commanded. Daryl placed his hand between the boy's buttcheeks and pushed the dildo further in eliciting a moan from the boy.

"Good," Daryl said, "now let's go, we don't wanna keep your dad waiting."

"I need to have a pee" Corey said.

"No time for that now and you can't have a pee until I say 'Come on Corey you don't want to wet yourself'. Otherwise if I or your dad ask you just say no you don't need to. Where are you going?" Daryl asked as Corey reluctantly moved toward the wash basins.

"I'm gonna wash my hands," Corey said and shyly smiled.

"No, you are not," Daryl said, "You will eat with my scent on your hands. Now, let's go."

"Okay," Corey said reluctantly following Daryl out of the restroom.

When Corey and Daryl hopped in the car, Bob received them with a big smile on his face, completely oblivious to what had transpired as he waited for his son and boyfriend. Daryl took the driver's seat again and started the car.

"Munchy time!" Daryl said and giggled as he drove the car.

Ten minutes into the ride, Daryl made a left and entered the parking lot for Papa John's. Daryl knew how much Corey loved pizza and he'd decided to take the boy and his father to have a great lunch before the movie theater, the event Daryl was definitely looking forward to. As soon as they sat down in a booth at the very back of the restaurant, a very handsome teenager with dark hair and hazel eyes who introduced himself as Jeffrey gave them the menu and said he'd be back to take their order. It was Bob's turn to leave the pair alone to go to the restroom and he said he wouldn't be long. Corey was quiet and looking down, as he tended to do in Daryl's presence.

"Come, sit next to me," Daryl said.

"B-but, my da-ad," Corey started.

"We'll tell him you wanted to sit next to me. He knows you like me, now, doesn't he?"

Corey knew better than to argue, so he nodded and stood from his place. Daryl stood up too in order to let Corey pass and sit next to the wall. Once they were sitting down again, the man smiled at his little bitchboy.

"Go on," Daryl said.

Corey looked up at Daryl beseechingly but said nothing. He slowly placed his hand inside his right pocket and turned the dildo on, quickly pulling his hand back out. Almost as soon as the thing started vibrating, Corey felt his little dicklet spring back to life.

"Put your right hand in your pocket and find the other button," Daryl said knowing well the boy had already adapted to the vibration.

Corey knew what was coming next, the thing was going to start wriggling inside his already much abused ass, but he stifled his complaint and did as instructed. As the dildo started moving inside Corey, the man placed his hand over the boy's crotch and started lightly squeezing. Corey whimpered as he felt Daryl's hand on his dicklet. The boy had been so badly edged all week long that the minimal touch made him feel like his cocklet was on fire. Young handsome Jeffrey came back to the booth holding the menu and noticed immediately the man was touching the boy's crotch. He coughed and Daryl turned towards him.

"Yes?" he asked.

"The … th-the me-menu, sir," Jeffrey said turning a bright shade of red.

"Oh, thanks, Jeffrey," he said and smiled at the teen noticing he had not taken his eyes off the hand on the boy's groin. Daryl gave it another tweak and then smiling at the youthful waiter he winked saying, "We'll let you know when we're ready to order."

Jeffrey nodded but seemed reluctant to leave his eyes roving over the red-haired tween. Finally he managed to drag himself away but Daryl did not fail to notice the handsome teenager had a semi-hard on under his uniform dress pants, his apron being tented at the front. Corey had not noticed what had transpired since he was still looking down in embarrassment. As soon as Jeffrey had gone, Daryl resumed his serious abuse of Corey's dicklet, Corey blushing as he was stimulated in both his dick and ass. Daryl did not seem to want to stop and the boy got extremely nervous as he saw his dad walking towards them from the restroom noticing Daryl was not withdrawing his adult hand from his dicklet.

"Daryl …" he whispered.

Daryl did not reply and kept on squeezing Corey's dicklet until Bob was only three steps away from the booth. As Bob got closer, Daryl let go of Corey's dicklet and smiled at his boyfriend. Corey exhaled in relief as his dick was released but he did not look up. He noticed, though, that his underwear was now soaking wet after the touching and the dildo wriggling inside him. As if nothing had happened, Daryl started asking both his men what kind of pizza they craved and Bob and he started discussing options, and while Bob checked the menu, Daryl would discreetly squeeze Corey's dicklet making the boy more and more uncomfortable. Corey was as nervous as he could be as his daddy's boyfriend kept fondling him under the table.

When Jeffrey the waiter came to take the order, Daryl ordered a Hawaiian pizza and coca cola for each of them, noticing the teen was scoping Corey out while trying to hide his interest. Not five minutes later Jeffrey came back to their table to leave their refill sodas and promised the pizza would be ready in no time. Daryl stood from his place saying he was going to the restroom and walked right behind the teen waiter. As he passed next to him, Daryl told Jeffrey in a whisper to see him in the restroom.

Daryl had barely entered the restroom when the waiter entered.

"I gather you liked my boy," Daryl said, "or better, what I was doing to my boy."

"N-no, si-sir," Jeffrey stammered, "I … I di-did not me-mean …"

"Relax," Daryl said, "I'm not angry. But I did notice your boner when …"

At these words, Jeffrey completely blushed and looked down. Daryl was feeling bold this particular day and he went for Jeffrey's cock which, as Daryl had imagined, had gone hard as soon as the man had spoken about Corey and what he had been doing to the boy.

"Si-sir … I … uh …" Jeffrey stammered again.

"You like little boys, huh, Jeffrey?" Daryl asked massaging Jeffrey's cock.

Jeffrey did not reply, he only whimpered as the adult fondled him. As he touched Jeffrey, he noticed the boy was extremely big for a boy his age.

"Give me your number," Daryl said and squeezed hard on the boy's rod.

"I … I ha-have n-no p-pen with m-me," he said nervously.

"Bring your number with the check when I ask for it and hand it only to me," Daryl said as he whispered in the boy's ear, "We can have a lot of fun together."

Jeffrey whimpered again as Daryl gave his cock one last tug and left the restroom. The sixteen year old boy remained in the restroom for a good five minutes thinking of what had happened. The man seemed to have powers reading people's minds because he had indeed liked Corey and true, he did like young boys even when he was young himself. Up to date he'd never acted on his desires, but he liked seeing pre-teen boys when he went to the park or to the pool. The man was offering Jeffrey a unique opportunity to explore his wants with young boys. He didn't know what to do, should he give the man his number?

Back in the booth, Bob and Daryl kept on chatting about this and that, every now and then forcing Corey into the conversation. The lovely red-haired boy would nod or smile and say one or a few words. Every now and then, as they spoke, Daryl would discreetly squeeze Corey's tween rod under the table and the boy would try and act like nothing was happening.

When the pizza came, Daryl moved from his seat and sat next to his boyfriend. Daryl didn't fail to notice how lovely Jeffrey blushed as the man spoke to him. If the boy was brave enough to give him his number … well, the possibilities were endless. Once the boy had left their pizza and plates, he left the booth reminding the customers he would be glad to help them with anything they needed. Daryl took the hint and thanked Jeffrey as the boy walked away.

As they ate, and chitchatted, Daryl did with Bob exactly what he'd been doing with Corey, at times squeezing the man's cock. Bob would simply nervously cough as he was touched turning a bright shade of red as he tried his best to pretend nothing was happening. Daryl was having the time of his life as he did the same thing with both his boyfriend and his boyfriend's son, once again realizing the boy was so much like his father.

"How about dessert?" Daryl asked once they were done with the pizza and as the Templetons nodded, he added, "Let's ask for the menu again."

With a hand gesture Daryl called Jeffrey and the good looking teen came to their booth. Daryl politely asked the employee to bring the menu back again so they could choose a dessert. They went through the menu and Bob suggested an apple pie.

"What do you think, Corey?" Daryl asked.

The boy shrugged and Daryl took it as an excuse to move from his seat and sit down next to the boy once again. With his right hand he held the menu before Corey and placed his left one on the boy's still hard dicklet as he casually asked him what kind of dessert he would like to have. Jeffrey was standing next to Daryl waiting for the man to order dessert and saw the action under the table feeling his teen rod come to life almost immediately. Bob looked at his boyfriend talk to his son and felt so happy once again that he had this wonderful and handsome young man in his life. Daryl went a bit further this time and placed his hand inside Corey's left pocket which he had also cut, and squeezed on the boy's rod over his underwear. Corey was so shocked he jumped and spilled his soda all over his pants.

"Oh, my God!" Bob said.

"Oh, my God!" Daryl said at the same time.

Corey blushed beyond belief as he looked both at Daryl and his dad in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Corey said.

"Corey, it's okay," Bob said, "we can go home so you can change."

"We'll miss the movie if we do that," Daryl said, "We don't have much time before the movie starts."

"I can't go to the movies like this!" Corey spat, "My pants are all wet!!!"

Bob and Daryl looked at each other trying to decide what to do about the situation, when Jeffrey spoke.

"Sir," he said.

Bob and Daryl turned to look at the boy who was looking at them eagerly.

"Yes, Jeffrey?" Daryl asked.

"Sir, I … uh … it's not my business but, um, I have a pair of sports pants in my locker, they might be a little big for your son, but I'd be glad to give them to you …"

"Oh, we wouldn't want to impose!" Bob said.

"Sir, I insist," Jeffrey said looking at Daryl instead of Bob, "I know how embarrassing it is to go around all wet. Please, let me help you …"

Corey felt like he immediately liked the boy and sighed in relief.

"We'll take you up on your offer, Jeffrey," Daryl said making the decision for Bob, "But you'll have to let us make it up to you. Please give us your phone number."

"Sir, I was not expecting anyth …"

"Precisely because of that," Daryl said, "People like you make a difference in the world. So, where do you have this pair of pants?"

"In my locker," he said, "If you wait for me …"

"I have a better idea," Daryl said, "please bring the check. While I pay, honey, would you mind getting the car?"

"Sure!" Bob said.

"Corey, sweetheart, you go with Jeffrey so you can change, okay? I'll wait for you here so we can all go to the movies and forget about this embarrassing incident."

Everyone seemed happy with the decision, but Daryl had other plans, so while Bob went to start the car, Daryl quickly paid at the counter and followed Jeffrey and Corey to the back of the restaurant. Once Jeffrey got his sports pants he showed Corey and Daryl into the locker room where employees changed so the boy could put on the Jeffrey's pair of pants.

"Go on," Daryl said, "we don't have all day."

"Can he go?" he asked Daryl as he looked at Jeffrey.

"Jeffrey has just saved you little butt and you want him to go? Are you that ungrateful?" Daryl said, "Now, stop talking and change."

Corey felt embarrassed beyond belief but he would not risk losing his reward, so, reluctantly, he unzipped his pants and started taking them off, regaling Jeffrey with the sight of his smooth looking white legs. Jeffrey's eyes opened wide when he saw the remote and cable attached to Corey's backside with duct tape under his tighty whiteys and felt his cock twitch at the sight.

"What is this?" Jeffrey asked Daryl genuinely curious as he touched the remote on Corey's leg..

"No, let go!" Corey said.

"It's a present I gave him," Daryl said.

Wanting to treat Jeffrey to what he could have, Daryl held Corey by the shoulders and turned him around so Jeffrey could see the dildo stuffed up the boy's ass. Jeffrey's mouth seemed to be watering and Daryl grinned. He made Corey turn again and touched his tween bulge.

"He's really hard down here," he said.

Corey was so embarrassed he didn't dare look at Jeffrey anymore, he just looked down as Daryl touched his lovely little boystick.

"Go on," Daryl said, "a bit of touching never hurt anyone."

Jeffrey swallowed hard, but his wants were stronger than his common sense, so he got closer and got a hold of Corey's dicklet. Corey whimpered as the boy touched him.

"He's hard and wet," Jeffrey said licking his lips.

"Oh, yes," Daryl said, "it's because he loves being touched there while his ass is stuffed."

Jeffrey fondled Corey more getting bolder even working a finger in the opening of Corey's tighty-whiteys and feeling the base of the vibrating dildo. Daryl got worried that Corey might get his denied relief so said it was time for them to leave so Bob wouldn't get suspicious. Right then was when Jeffrey understood the father was Bob and he was obviously unaware of what Daryl was doing to his child. Jeffrey gave Daryl his number while Corey put on the other boy's pants and then they left.

Bob was already feeling impatient when Corey and Daryl came to the car. Daryl lied saying they had had to make some adjustments to the pants so they would fit and Bob bought the excuse. Corey was seriously worked up by the time they left the pizza place on their way to the movie theater. He didn't know how he was going to handle the rest of the day, because, knowing Daryl, the red haired tween knew there was plenty of torment still to come his way. He felt so ashamed that another boy had been allowed to touch him and obviously believed it was what he wanted. He also was aware that his need to have a pee was getting stronger as was his increasing craving to be allowed to cum.

To Be Continued