Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2011 22:30:26 +0100
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Subject: The Arrest of Thomas B. Part 3

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The Arrest Of Thomas B. Part 2

Session Three


I was still curious about Tom's first experience with his father, the lover
and the black man, Dandy; so I brought up the subject immediately as Tom
entered my office. "You never did tell me what happened that first weekend
after your arrest." Tom sat across the desk from me wearing his baggy
shorts again and a skin-tight white tee shirt. I could see the muscles of
his abdomen ripple as he breathed.

"Where's Eric?" Tom asked. "I thought he was going to share our sessions."

"He can't today." I answered and removed my tie.

"You just want to know who popped my ass cherry, right?"

"I suppose so." I admitted. "How did it happen?" Tom nicked to the
reception room door. "Annie will be leaving shortly, and she never
interrupts my sessions." Tom giggled and began a little strip tease in his
chair, unbuttoning and then unzipping his shorts, exposing first his shaved
pubic hair and then the base of his cock as he pulled his shirt over his
large, brown nipples. His hairless body made me drip, and he hadn't even
started talking. I tried as quietly as I could to unzip ma slacks, playing
the mouse again, to his cat.

"OK." He stood up, kicked off his flip-flops and walked to the corner of my
desk. About two feet away from me he shamelessly let his shorts fall and
threw them onto his chair with one foot. Then he hooked the band of his
underpants under his testicles sat on the corner of the desk. I had heated
the office, and his balls hung like ripe lemons below the most wonderful
work of art. Michelangelo would have been proud to have sculpted this heavy
cucumber waiting in the heat.

"I sucked Dandy all the way home," he said, "while Steve fingered my ass. I
think that's where we were, right?" I nodded, taking my eyes off the ripe
organ just long enough to see him grin at me. "Take off your pants before
you get them wet." I did as he commanded. When I sat again he put his foot
on the black leather between my legs and nestled his toes under my balls. I
gazed at his forbidden fruit, and I knew the devil had me.

"Well," he continued. "When we got home Dandy carried me into the house,
just like a bride. Made me feel real special. You got to meet him. He's an
angel, a beautiful, chocolate angel with a cock of death. Anyhow, he
carried me into the living room and set me on the sheep skin rug in front
of the fireplace. Dad lit a fire. Then Dandy sat on the couch and spread
his legs. His huge balls hung over the edge like pears. His cock was sort
of hooked onto his thigh like an upside down rainbow.

"Dandy," I said. "Come here. I want you so much." He and my dad laughed. I
felt kind of stupid ordering him around like that, and he knew it right
away. He was so sweet: he came right to me, kissed me and got under me so I
could suck him while he pulled my ass onto his face. He tongue-fucked my
hole like I'd never --" Tom stopped to let out a huge burst of breath. I
smeared the pre cum that dripped from my cock around the head. "I had never
had anyone do that to my ass before. He adored it. I was so amazed that I
stupidly said, `You really like that.' He just said he wanted to make me
happy. I started to cry and dad came right away and kissed me. `He likes
you, Tommy. Be happy.' He said.

"Dandy pulled me to a sitting position over his mouth and I heard his
muffled voice say, "Spread those cheeks, baby. Give me that nice pucker
hole of yours. I want to know every part of you. Folks say I got a great
tongue, and I want you to like it." I spread and squirmed over his face as
he held my cock like a joy stick guiding me over his mouth, his tongue
poking in and out of my bugger hole until I was squealing like a bitch and
pushing onto him. He was going crazy on me, and my ass hole, man, I wanted
him in it.

"Then we 69ed, me on all fours and Dandy lying under me. Steve got behind
and started swiping his cock over my ass, then fingered me, and before long
he poked his cock into me. When I flinched he said, "I know. It
burns. Concentrate on the dick in your mouth." I did, and the burning
stopped before too long. Dandy was dripping again, and I was worshipping
him like he was the black madonna, kissing, sucking, stroking, praying that
I would always have it.

"Push me down on it again, Dandy, like in the car." I begged just as Steve
shoved my ass full of cock. I flinched and gulped Dandy down. He tried to
pull me off him, but I held his hips tight, my throat screaming over his
meat. The waves of fucking in my ass intensified my throat rhythm. I almost
passed out.

"When I came up for air Dandy smeared his cock over my lips, and I stuck my
tongue out to taste the black beauty that teased me. "Baby's going to like
it up his ass, huh?"

I sucked my Dandy so hard and whined, "Oh, Dandy. I want you so much." I
smeared my face against his dripping cock, then pulled him up and dug my
tongue into his ass hole as my ass was pounded into submission.

"Oh, baby." Dandy cried. "Do that some more. Nobody does me like
that. You're going to make your Dandy into a black pussy. Shit, baby. Don't
stop. Get in there."

Tom stopped and took a deep breath. His tumescent cock hung heavy and
dripped onto the office floor. He squeezed the length and smeared the fluid
over the glans. I don't know whether he grinned or sneered, my eyes were on
the glistening organ, but he then stood and grasped the semi-hard
treasure. A hand gently touched the back of my head and I was guided toward
my goal. I sucked the magnificent ten year old cock with more passion than
I had felt in ten years, slobbering, smearing it over my face as I imagined
he had done and had done to him that first time he was deflowered.

"Come on, Doc." I heard through my sex daze. "You can take more than
that. It's only ten inches. Dandy's twelve." He grabbed my head. "Take a
deep breath." When I did he lunged. His whole shaft slid down my throat. I
gagged but there was no room for any bile to escape. At first I panicked
and pushed back, but my violator was strong. He held me tight. It wasn't
long before I pulled his buttocks to me as my throat relaxed. He had won.

He was master now, at times kind, letting me have my way. I sucked, licked,
worshipped at the altar of this Priapus. At other times he tested me,
abused me like he sensed I wanted, forcing me to deep throat him to the
limit of my endurance. Both of us in our element. I slobbered and panted,
he pushed and smeared over my face. When his toes stepped on my testicles I
cried in pain. "Just getting you ready." He said. "I'm going to fuck you
now. Lay over the desk."

"Tom. I don't know if I can." I panted and kissed his organ, my whole being
wanted to suck him off again. I held his cock like a treasure, kissed
it. How to worship it more?

"Lay over the desk." I heard again. "If you like it that much, you'll
manage." I stood up, stepped out of my slacks. "Take your socks off. That
looks stupid." I did as commanded, then lay myself over the edge of my
desk.

"Tom. It's been a long time. Please don't hurt me."

"I'm not interested in hurting you. I'm going to send you to heaven." He
smeared his dripping cock over my hole. "Pull your ass apart." I did as
commanded. He milked me and smeared my drips onto my hole too. "You ready?"

I nodded. "Yes. Be good to me. OK, Tom? It's been a long time."

"I don't have to, you know. I got dad and Steve to fuck, and Dandy does me
regularly."

I whimpered when he said that. Almost involuntarily my hands reached behind
and spread my ass cheeks. I had showered before and lubed myself, knowing
this might happen. "No, Tom. You know I want it. Fuck me."

"Say it again. Tell me you want my dick up your ass."

"Fuck me, Tom. Please fuck me." There was no sound from behind. I
cried. "Tom. Do I have to beg? Fuck me, boy, you ten year old
son-of-a-bitch, and you don't have to come back again."

"I might want to come back if you're a good fuck hole. Can I? If I want?
You have to let me come back if I want to, and bring Dandy too. He'll give
you a fuck to die for."

"Anything. Just fuck me." I cried again. And then I felt it, the slippery
head of the jewel pressing against my tight, frightened hole. I gasped in
fear. "Oh, god." I panted, but he let out no sign of pleasure, nothing. He
just let me wallow in my depravity. The wet head touched my hole and I
waited. "Tom?" I begged.

"What?" He laughed. "You want it? Get on it. Push back. Suck it in. It's
all yours."

I pushed my ass back to this cock master, my cock god. I cried, wiped the
tears away and begged him. "Tom. I can't. You have to take me." I reached
behind and spread my ass cheeks to him. "Fuck me, Tom." My whisper was like
a shout, "FUCK ME." I begged this child in tears. When I felt his spit drip
over my hole I knew it would happen. Tom slicked his cock and entered me in
one long, slow, endlessly thick, searing stroke. I cried out, "Oh, god, it
burns." Tom began to withdraw. "No!" I cried. "Just stay." I whimpered,
shaking, my head rolling on the desk.

"Damn, you're tight." I heard. "I don't want to tear you."

"Just stay." I panted and pushed back onto the burning sword. "Fuck a
little." I heard my voice wobble. "Oh, god, yes. Fuck, Tom. I want to feel
you moving in me." Once he realized he would do no physical damage he began
to have his fun while I shook in pain and pleasure as my ass was seared
open by this burning sword.

At the first whiff of orgasm he pulled out and grabbed my hair. "Suck it."
He commanded. I tasted my own ass as I worshipped the god/cock-head in my
mouth. "Get it good and sloppy again." After depositing enough spit on his
organ he went behind and impaled me again, in one lightening plunge. I
cried out. "Too much?" He asked.

"No. Just right." He knew me now, knew what his cock servant needed, lived
for.

He fucked slowly for a while and then said, "Dandy'll be waiting in five
minutes. I got to dump now. OK?" I nodded, accepting my fate. "Good. Here
we go." He began slow, but I got frightened at the thought of him finishing
me off. "Relax. You can tell your grandchildren about this one." He laughed
and pumped, hard and short, then slow and long, clockwise, reversed,
everything imaginable. Then he went into high gear. "Brace yourself,
Doc. I'm going to let go now," And he did.

I tried to keep my ass at the right angle so this horse wouldn't tear me
apart as he lost control. He fucked me like a wild bull, not at all worried
that when he withdrew completely he might injure himself if he missed my
hole and bent his staff. He never missed a stroke. Divine guidance drove
him home, every time, over and over. I slobbered onto my desk trying to
keep my ass ready, my mind steady. "Tom. Goddam it, come. Please." I arched
back to receive the onslaught. "God." I panted. "Yes. Do it." I
yelled. Then I gasped. His cock swelled even more as a torrent of sperm
coursed over my butt muscle. He pounded, panting, slamming into me. His
apple balls whacking my apricots, dumping his seed in a wild fury of sperm.

When he'd finished he withdrew with no ceremony and grabbed my hair
again. "Lick me clean. I got to go." I obeyed my cock master's command,
relishing the last moments of contact with his divinity.

When he was dressed I said, "I'll see you next week, right?"

"Maybe." He said casually. "If I feel like coming. Dandy might want to meet
you. And I never did tell you about Dad and him fucking me for the first
time. We got some things to work out still. Right, doc?" He sat in his
chair, exhausted and looked around for his shoes. When he spotted them he
said, "Get my shoes, will you, Doc? You can lick my feet if you want too."

I did as he asked and then buried my nose in his crotch as a little reward.
He stood up and unzipped again. "Suck it a little, just to get the taste of
my toes out of your mouth." I did as he ordered, willingly gratifying every
facet of this exquisite creature's fantasy.