Date: Sat, 24 Apr 2010 17:12:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jaret Glazer <masterjaret@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy  Part 2

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit
submission in a Daddy/boy relationship between adult males, including
watersports, scat, bestiality and other graphic scenes of sex. It contains
no truth, partial truth, or half truth, only fantasy. If this type of
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Billy Takes a boy -- Part 2


Billy felt his sphincter muscle relax.  He was empty, and Roy had done more
than Billy had expected.  He was extremely pleased.  He liked Roy, was
serious about Roy and now knew that Roy was serious as well.  He looked
forward to what was coming next.

Roy stared up at Billy's cleaned ass.  He smiled in pride, feeling his
breath coming back into more normal patterns.  His heart was still racing,
and his cock was still throbbing.  He was looking forward to what was
coming next.



Roy lay on the floor, panting.  He flipped out his tongue and licked across
his lips and around his mouth, tasting Billy.  Then he felt Billy's hot
stream of piss hit him on the stomach and then directly onto his hard cock
and balls.  The warm liquid against the warm night air electrified Roy's
skin.  He oozed pre-cum.  Roy reached down and ran his hands through the
piss covering his body.  He rubbed it into his skin, along his crotch.  He
felt it run through his legs and down into his ass crack.  Slowly, the flow
subsided.  Roy heard Billy sigh.

"Boy, you did very well.  I'm proud of you, son, for taking care of your
Dad like that."

"Thank you, Sir" replied Roy from beneath the rim chair.

"Slide on out of there and rest a bit, son," said Billy.

Roy slid out from beneath the rim chair. He slid his body down through
Billy's open legs.  When he was clear of the chair, he pushed himself up,
turned around, and sat facing Billy, his Dad.  Roy smiled a brown-smeared
smile at Billy.

"You look hot, boy," admired Billy.  "Like to see you like that.  Makes me
hot."

"Thank you, Dad, for feeding me.  I hope you will again, Sir."

"Oh, have no doubts about that, my boy," laughed Billy as he reached down
and ruffled Roy's short hair.

"You just rest here for a bit, boy," said Billy as he rose up from the rim
chair.  I'm going to get some food ready for us.  You do still have room
for food, don't you, boy?" asked Billy.

"Yes, Sir, I do," smiled Roy.

"Good. I'll be back in a few minutes.  Just relax and catch your breathe,"
said Billy, as he reached down and slapped his hand across Roy's hard
cockhead.  Roy jumped in response and then leaned back to give Billy better
access.  Billy smiled and then slapped Roy's cock head again. And again.
And then a fourth time.  Roy held his position, feeling each stinging slap
across the top of his hard cock.

Billy stood back up and smiled.  He turned and walked towards the screen
door, opened it and entered the house.  Roy exhaled, stretched back and
looked out at the yard and the land.  He watched the dogs running in the
huge fenced area, chasing each other, playing.  He reached over and pulled
his boots from the pile of folded clothing.  He put on each boot, tied the
laces, and stood himself up.  He walked down the ramp and into the yard and
out to the dog area.  Reaching the fence, Roy stood by it and watched the
four dogs run around the yard.  He smiled as he watched them play.  Roy
walked over towards the gate and lifted the lock and latch.  The dogs
immediately stopped their running, turned towards the sound and then raced
towards Roy.  Roy slipped in through the open gate, secured it close behind
him, and then waited for the dogs to reach him.

"Hey, guys," he praised them as they bounded up around him, licking him
everywhere, wagging their tails in response to the attention and pleasure
of seeing him.

"Want to play?" asked Roy, as he scratched the yellow lab's ears and moved
in towards the yard.  Roy began to run into the yard, the dogs following
behind, enjoying the game.  Roy chased first one and then the other,
dancing around the yard with the four.

"Hmmm, boy dancing with dogs," laughed Billy.  He had come back outside and
seen Roy down with the dogs.  He stood by the gate, watching the five play.

"Glad you get along well with them, boy," said Billy.

"I really like them, Sir," replied Roy, as he ran towards Billy, all four
dogs in hot pursuit.  As a unit of five, they reached the gate and Billy,
all five showing their delight in seeing their master.  Billy smiled as he
looked at them all together.

"Boy, I think they really like you.  We're going to find out how much."

Roy's cock began to instantly grow.  He knew exactly what Billy meant.  He
was not only going to be Billy's boy, but he was to be the dogs' bitch as
well.  Roy looked back into Billy's eyes and smiled.

"Come on back up to the house, son," said Billy.  "You can help me with the
salad."

Roy stepped back through the gate that Billy held open, pushing back the
dogs as he did.  The four hounds stood wagging their tails for few more
moment and then took off again chasing each other across the yard.  Billy
put his arm around Roy's shoulders and walked him towards the house.

"You know, son," started Billy, "Daddy wants you to take on each one of
them for him.  He wants you to be a good boy and once you do them, you'll
be their bitch."

Roy turned his face and looked at Billy.  "Yes, Daddy, I know.  I want to
be your boy and their bitch.  I want it, too."

Billy smiled, squeezed Roy's shoulder, and said, "Good boy.  You are a good
son."

Roy smiled in response as they continued walking through the yard, up the
ramp and into the house.

Some time later, the two had sat on the deck, dishes empty and sitting on
the table in front of them.  Food had been good, conversation strong and
interesting, and the mood enjoyable.  The two enjoyed how at ease they each
felt with the other.  It had been a nice meal, and a nice break

And now, Roy was in the barn in one of the stalls.  His hands were
stretched out and tied to hooks on either side of his head.  He legs were
also secured to hooks by a strap around each ankle, his legs spread open.
Billy had wrapped Roy's cock and balls in leather strips, mummifying it.
He'd then hung a parachute and a ten lb weight from Roy's balls.
Japanese-butterfly clamps were attached to each of Roy's nipples. And from
each clamp was suspended a small weight.  Roy moaned both in pleasure and
in torment.

Billy picked up the leather flogger and let it slowly caress Roy's back,
his shoulders, his buttocks, his thighs.  Billy ran the leather strips
across Roy's skin, letting him feel the leather, letting him smell the
leather mixed in with the smell of the hay and the dogs pen near by.  He
brought it back and began to slowly, methodically, lay the flogger across
Roy's back and shoulders.  Swish! Slap!  Swish! Slap!  Swish! Slap! The
rhythmic sound permeated the air.  Roy felt the smacks across his back
begin to build in intensity and rapidity.  He controlled his breathing,
careful not to hold his breath.  Roy continued his even, steady delivery of
blows to Roy's back and shoulders.  The skin was showing a dark red from
the continuous contact.  Billy moved down slowly towards Roy's buttocks.
The flogger flew across each cheek.  Billy smacked the leather across the
right one; again; gain; again.  Then he brought the leather across the
other one, over and over.  He smacked both cheeks together and then
expertly twisted the flogger in midair and brought it down squarely in
between Roy's exposed ass crack.  Roy moved his body in automatic response,
feeling the weights on his balls swing.  Billy brought the flogger back
down on Roy's ass crack again and again, allowing the leather to smack
against the skin and butt plug still firmly in place in Roy's ass.  Over
and over Billy let the blows fly across Roy's back, shoulders, buttocks and
ass crack.  As the flogging continued, Roy's skin began to turn first pink
and then red and then redder.  Billy reached over and rubbed each of Roy's
ass cheeks with his hand, feeling the fire beneath the red skin.  He
smacked his open palm across Roy's cheek, very fast, very hard for 60
strokes.  Roy screamed and tried to move but was held firmly in place by
his bound arms and legs.

"Ouch, please, Daddy, ouch" cried Roy.

"Good boy, Roy.  Can't go anywhere, though, can you, boy?  You've got a
nice red butt here." Replied Billy as he finished his bare-handed spanking.
Roy literally sagged in his binding, feeling the stinging sensation still
in his butt cheeks.  Billy set down the first flogger and picked up another
one, deer skin.  He began the same ritual again, moving along and over
Roy's already red body.  Billy moved from Roy's butt cheeks to his thighs
and down to his calves.  He moved around in front of Roy and then began to
work his way back up Roy's body.  When Billy got to Roy's cock and balls,
the first contact exploded into Roy's senses.  The flogger smacked the
engorged and encased balls that were pulled down by the swinging weights.
Billy whacked Roy's cock head with the flogger, slapped it up and down the
hard shaft.  He moved up along Roy's belly and onto his chest, focusing on
Roy's engorged nipples. Billy removed each of the weights, suspended from
the clamps.  He set them aside.

"Take a deep breath, boy," commanded Billy as he reached down and unhooked
the nipple clamp from Roy's right nipple.  He immediately replaced the
clamp with his mouth and tongue and teeth, chewing and sucking on the
nipple as the blood rushed back into the inactive nerve endings.  The
sensation was overwhelming.  Roy sagged against Billy's mouth, unable to
move, unable to believe the erotic pain charging through him.  He exhaled
the breath slowly, feeling the sensation move through his body.  Billy
pulled back and smiled at Roy.

"Get ready for the other one, boy," smiled Billy.

Roy took a deep breath as Billy unhooked the left nipple clamp.  Just as
quickly he encased the extended nipple into his mouth and began to chew and
suck it back to life.  Again, Roy felt the rush of blood return to the
nerve endings, exploding into white lights as he also felt his Dad chewing
and sucking on his nipple, bringing an erotic pain and torment that Roy
found incredible.  Billy pulled his mouth back away from the nipple and
continued his methodic beating of Roy's chest and shoulders with the
flogger.  After some time of covering Roy's body, Billy set the flogger
aside and then reached down and unhooked the parachute and ball weights and
removed them from Roy's balls.  He untied the leather wrap and unwound
Roy's swollen cock.  Pre-cum oozed from the tip and covered the inside of
the leather strapping.  Billy continued to unwind the leather until it
reached Roy's balls.  He untied the knot and then very quickly pulled off
the leather strip, causing Roy's balls to swirl and bang in the process as
the blood-starved orbs suddenly were filled with feeling again.  The
blue-redness color began to fade as Roy felt his balls shoot to life with a
mixture of pain and pleasure.  Billy picked up a small padded paddle and
began to smack it against Roy's balls.  Roy moaned and swayed in his
suspension.  Billy continued the smacking of the paddle, watching Roy
flinch and move and cry in response.  All the time, Roy's cock continued to
throb and pulse.  After more than an hour of paddling and flogging, Billy
finally set down the last paddle.  He moved in behind Roy, pressing his own
body against his son's back.  Billy moved his hand down to Roy's exposed
ass.  He pulled out the bug plug, which was lightly coated in shit.  He
moved in front of Roy and showed it to him. Roy opened his mouth, and Billy
inserted the plug.

"Clean it, son," was all Billy said.

Roy began to suck on the dirty plug, sucking off the pieces of his own shit
and swallowing them down.

Billy moved back behind Roy.  He dropped his hand back down between Roy's
now exposed asshole.  His other hand he reached around to grasp Roy's
engorged cock.

"I'm going to fuck my boy now," whispered Billy into Roy's ear.

"Oh, please, yes, Dad, fuck me, please," moaned Roy through the plug in his
mouth as he pushed his ass back into Billy's crotch, rubbing it against
Billy's hardening cock.

Billy slowly moved his hand up and down Roy's cock.  He pulled up his hand,
spit into it, and then coated his stiff dick with the thick saliva.  He
positioned his cock against Roy's ass hole and pushed.  Billy heard Roy
catch his breath as the cock head popped in and the sphincter muscle tried
to close around the invader.

"Oh," moaned Roy.

Billy pushed deeper into Roy's ass, opening the tunnel and pushing in
deeper an deeper until he felt himself against Roy's skin, his balls
slapping against Roy's leg.  Billy began to slowly move in and out of Roy's
ass, alternating his speed, and his depth.  He would pull all the way out
and slam back into Roy, over and over; then slow and slowly, slowly
withdraw and the slowly push it all back in.  Billy fucked Roy's ass while
he continued to fondle his boy's cock.  His fist moved up and down Roy's
cock. Billy could feel the orgasm building within them both.

Roy leaned back into Billy's cock, opening himself each time he felt Billy
slam into him.  He used his ass muscles to milk Billy's pulsing dick.  Over
and over he felt the cock slam into his guts, open him, keep him open and
then suddenly leave, keeping him empty and in need.  And then Roy would
feel Billy slide his cock back into him, feel Billy's balls slap against
him.  He felt his orgasm moving up from his balls as Billy's hand continued
to jack him up and down.  Roy opened his mouth, and the now clean plug fell
to the ground.

"Oh, Dad, I'm going to cum, I need to cum, please Daddy let me cum, please
Daddy," wailed Roy.

"Shoot it boy, shoot for Daddy right now," Billy whispered into Roy's ear
as he too began to feel his orgasm come to its head.  Roy screamed as he
felt Billy slam his cock into him and the fist close around him yet one
more time.  White ropes of cum burst from Roy's cock, shooting across
Billy's fingers, down along Roy's cock, dripping and dripping as strand
after strand shot forward.  Billy continued his steady jacking of Roy's
cock, feeling the hot cum slide over his fingers.  He brought his fingers
up to Roy's face and slid them inside the open mouth.  As he felt Roy's
tongue slide across his fingers, cleaning off the cum, his own first shot
erupted from his cock and up Roy's ass.

"I'm breeding you boy," Billy whispered into Roy's ear as Roy sucked his
cum from Billy's fingers.  "You're mine now You belong to me.  You're my
boy, my son, my fuck boy, my toilet boy, and soon to be my dog's bitch."

Billy let the bursts of cum pump from his cock, filling Roy's guts with the
thick, creamy load.  After he finished cumming, Billy held his cock in
Roy's ass, allowing it to slowly go down.  And then he began to piss.  Roy
felt the warmth and fullness suddenly invade his body as Billy emptied his
bladder into Roy's ass.  Finished, Billy withdrew his cock, which was
covered in shit, cum and piss.  Billy moved around in front of Roy and
first unhooked Roy's right hand and then his left.  He stooped down and
loosened the bonds around the ankles enough to let Roy drop down to his
knees to relax.  As soon as Roy's knees hit the floor, Billy moved in front
of him and stood with his cock in front of Roy's face.

"Clean Dad up, son," commanded Billy as he gazed down into Roy's eyes.

Roy opened his mouth and took Billy's dirty cock into his mouth and began
to suck it clean of all the cum, and shit from the recent fucking.  He
swirled his tongue along the shaft, up along the crown and across the head
as he sucked it into his mouth and into his open throat.  Roy fought the
reflex to gag and swallowed Billy's cock deeper into his throat, all the
time swirling his tongue around the shaft and bathing it in saliva and
spit.  Finally, Billy stepped back, and Roy withdrew his mouth, allowing
the cock to slide out of his throat.  As Billy's dick exited Roy's mouth,
he sucked in air.  The former shit-covered cock now glistened in spit shine
brightness.  Roy looked up into Billy's eyes in a hopeful glance.

"Good boy, son.  You make Daddy very proud."

Roy smiled and wrapped his arms around Billy's legs and hugged him, kissing
Billy's cock head and once again opening his mouth and sucking it.  Billy
stood there, enjoying the feel of Roy's tongue sliding over his shaft.  And
off to the side, Billy could see and hear the dogs which had come in from
the yard into their night bed area and had been watching the scene unfold.
All four were pacing and whining and panting.

Billy pulled Roy off his cock and onto his feet.

"Come on boy.  It's time you get more acquainted with the boys," said Billy
as he led Roy over to the dog area.  "Let's see if you can suck dog cock as
well as you sucked mine."