Date: Sat, 7 Jan 2006 05:47:30 -0000
From: qpreen@basicisp.net
Subject: Me,my Billy,and ours 11

All standard cautions prevail. If in doubt, please see Installment (1)

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The little boys get it .."more deeper".



Me, my Billy and ours 11

In our next session in my bedroom, Jan not in attendance (as will be the
case more often than not, she is so busy so often with her extra curricular
activities, haha ..she loves to sex with Jim and the rest of us, but just
the same, she'd be lost without her lesbian life too, and she doesn't have
the opportunity in our little family clique unfortunately - I regret this,
because I'd like more girls in it too, mmmm, yes, LITTLE ones), Jim and I
were not quite prepared for the single minded attack the two little boys
had ready on our policy not to give them full adult fucking for some time
to come. They were both determined that they wanted us "way more" inside
them than we had allowed or attempted on that one and only prior time.

"Daddy", Billy pleaded, You just gotta go up in me more deeper. Pleeeeze?"
he was looking at ME first, but then his eyes wandered over to Jim with the
same plaintive look, which made it quite clear he wanted his Uncle (grampy)
Jim to do it to him also.

"Yeah Daddy. Yeah Uncle Chuck", Robbie echoed. They were of one accord and
desire. No doubt about that.

God knows Jim and I realized how utterly, heavenly this would be for US,
but we just COULDN'T, we both recognized it. At least not to the fullness
that the little boys had in mind and thought that they wanted. Jim and I
looked at each other in consternation. Then Jim had an idea:

"C'mere, Robbie", he motioned. Then when Robbie did as his daddy asked, Jim
turned him over on his tummy (all of us were, of course, already stark
naked together on my bed), bent down and started to give the always
delightful eating treatment to Robbie. After a short while he replaced his
mouth with his middle finger and inserted that up into Robbie as far as it
could possibly go. Really it was not greatly longer than my Billy's dick
had already reached into Robbie, probably about an inch more is all. But
Robbie loved it and he ACTED like it was a somewhat new sensation.

Jim fucked Robbie real nice with that finger for a while, then he brought
it out and held it close against his stiff man cock and asked me if I could
scrape up a soft pencil for marking, maybe an eyebrow pencil he
suggested. I could and I did, quickly getting up and bringing a marking
stick back to him, whereupon he carefully made a circle around his hard
rod, exactly the distance of his middle finger back toward his pubes. This
circle, of course, accurately delineated the length that his middle finger
had gone into his little boy. Now he asked me to get him some black
electrical tape, which I did, and he wound it and wound it heavily around
the base of his cock until there was a generous stopper there, beyond which
his peter could not conceivably go into little Robbie in error, by
accident. Then he said ...

"Now, honey. Daddy will patiently work his dick into you, dear. Right up
tight to the tape, but NO farther. And then he will fuck you with that much
of him. Wanna try?"

"Oh YES!", from an excited Robbie.

"Great idea! Good thinking, Jim!", from an admiring me.

"Oh COOL!" from my little Billy, who I knew would be watching keenly, with
great expectations for HIMSELF next, with ME. And of course my mind was
wholly there too!

"Now precious", Jim continued. We are going to take this very slowly. Work
at it a while, little bit at a time to be sure it isn't being too painful
for you. Remember that, while Daddy had his finger way up in you there,
this is gonna be his COCK, which is much much thicker, sweetheart. And we
hafta let your little boy hole adapt to it, OK?"

"Yeah Daddy" Robbie cooed. "Oh Wow. Let's GO, though!"

And so they did. Billy and I watched the whole sweet process, enraptured by
it all.

First a little more mouth treatment by Jim, to re-wet things. Then he
brought that monstrous cut cockhead of his to his little guy's crack and
rubbed it about a bit. Then he gently tried making the starting insertion,
as Robbie urged him on saying "Oh Daddy! I can FEEL how much bigger it
is. But oh YEAH, Get it in me, Daddy!"

Jim managed to, taking several careful minutes to do it, though. And then
my keen ears heard a little "pop" sound and I knew Jim had gotten the head
in down to the rim, where Robbie's young strong elastic hole closed tightly
back around his daddy's cock head!

No fucking motions yet. Jim just gradually eased the dick in farther and
farther. till it had reached the three and a half inch limit of the tape,
at which point they just rested. (There had been some little grunts and
gasps in that process, but all of them more of astonished pleasure than
anything else.) Billy and I just kept watching in awe, both impatient,
though, I am sure, for the real, the sweet sweet fucking act to begin in
earnest and build to the marvelous crescendo we were expecting. We weren't
to be disappointed.

Slowly, easily, gently Jim began the fucking act. He withdrew his ass back
only a scant inch, no further, then circled his cock around in there. Then
pushed the half inch retracted right back in and then all the way tight
back in, he squirmed around vigorously on Robbie's plump little firm
cheeks. And Oh how Robbie loved it! Robbie was in paradise. All he seemed
able to do was murmur "ya Daddy. Mmmmmm. Oh ya Daddy. mmmmmmm ....mmmmmmmmm
...oh yaaaaaaaaaa."

and then

"Oh Daddy. Do me forever an ever an ever. Oh Daaaaaaaaaady."

"Sure little sweetheart. Precious little baby boy. Daddy's just barely
starting, honey. Daddy's gonna fuck his little boy sooooooo God Damned
GOOD, baby, Soooooooooo GOOD!"

And Jim began to withdraw a little farther on his backward moves, drawing
his cock out another inch now, keeping just his cockhead in there now, then
plunging all back in to the limits of the tape, then doing all the lovely
circling, rubbing moves on little Robbie's gorgeous butt, all of which gave
each of them indescribable joy and pleasure. And all of which enabled us
watchers to revel in the delightful sounds we picked up. The slushing,
suctioning sounds sometimes, as though we heard a hunter laboring through a
marsh of soft mud. The little slapping sounds as Jim's huge balls pounded
against his own cock (he wasn't IN far enough to enable his balls to slap
against Robbie's ass), and other sweet sounds of which we could not be
certain of the origin. It was not just exciting. It was still more. It was
FASCINATING!

It was a good healthy twenty minute fuck then! I was amazed that Jim could
hold out so long! In the last five minutes all the little sighs and
murmurings were totally supplanted. Supplanted by desperate grunts and
groans and growls and screams from both of them. Indeed it was a cacophony
of torturous delight, of near unbearable ecstasy, culminated at last by
Jim's inevitable head thrown back screech of release, by Robbie's wild wild
screams of " Daddy, DaDEEEEEeeeeeee" and the frenzied pounding of his
little fists into the shaking bed as Jim filled his darling boy's hungry
little hole full up with his hot hot man juice. Then he collapsed back down
on top of his trembling little man, both of them gasping for breath.

And I looked at Billy. And Billy simply came into my arms, where we could
kiss and kiss, knowing our own lust to come would be a match for the wonder
we had just witnessed.

After Jim and Robbie came back to life a little, though, I had to get over
to Robbie, so I could enjoy some of his Daddy's sweet cum, which I always
loved so much, savoring that which was freely dripping out of the little
tyke, then savoring still more - that which I could suction out from the
precious little hole, flavored in a mix with that little places own
wonderful juices. Oh GOD! From dear little adored Robbie's pucker place!
From my little infant brother in law's sweet, sweet ass hole,
actually. Mine. Jim's AND mine. And Billy's too, Billy proved, as he edged
me aside for his small share of the feast!

(In case the relationship wasn't readily apparent to you - and those things
CAN be puzzling and confusing sometimes - Robbie was indeed my dead wife's
little brother, and that's what makes him my brother-in-law, savvy? And
also what makes him, oh how strange, my little Billy's UNCLE.)

There is, would be, really no purpose in detailing Billy's and my
duplication together of what had just happened. Simply because it WOULD be
virtual duplication. I mean, after all of us had rested a while, then eaten
a snack, we all went back to my bed where Billy and I could commence OUR
thing. And, accept for the fact that Billy and I were THIS time the full,
ecstatic FEELERS, of course, I venture there was little of difference that
the reader would notice. And if the reader couldn't get his rocks off from
what was just recounted, then neither, I would think, would he get them off
from a recounted repetition of it. (Please realize there is no implication
of any kind - none whatsoever - in this remark. Each of us is individual in
his or her own response to purely third party exposures to trysts of
passion. Some can work themselves into orgasm in such an exposure. Others
cannot, being able to attain orgasm only by active participation. To ALL,
the writer only assures his wish for them of happy, blissful orgasms
aplenty, no matter HOW they may come about!)
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Oh, and please at this opportunity allow the author to re-accentuate one
thing - The little boys have been thoroughly indoctrinated with the
requirements for safe sex. They are well aware of the horrors and risks of
the late twentieth and present century scourge, Aids. That in these
recountings our free flowing cums ARE exactly that, free flowing, gushing
right into butt holes and pussies (where birth control may no longer be a
requirement)is a result of two things, BOTH of them essential to the
practices we have adopted in this story:

1) We DO greatly prefer the joys and thrills of sex without artificial
interferences, the consuming of a loved one's essences direct from their
sources and without adulteration of their delightful tastes. LOVE all but
REQUIRES this!

2) We have BEEN tested and established negative as to these diseases, and
we regularly have those examinations and tests repeated and made
current. It's some trouble, of course, but we are all determined to do it.

As to the little boys, they are not yet at that age where they are the
least bit likely to have full sexual contacts outside our little
clique. The little boys and girls that Billy and Robbie play with outside
of the clique are few indeed right now, and we have cautioned them firmly
against any but the most child-like adventures, such as play "house" or
"doctor" with these other little kids, more, actually, to prevent them
getting us all into great trouble than for any fear of sexual
infections. As and when these outside contact risks seem to expand into
higher likelihoods and hazards, we will take such increased risks under
consideration and make provisions as may seem necessary.

Does our approach and handling here remove ALL risk? Absolutely? Well of
course not! We deem this impossible in life. Life is ever a risk and
carries by definition the inevitability of some risk. We believe in keeping
it (risk) only to such a reasonable minimum as will still permit the
enjoyment OF it! (life)

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