Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2007 09:38:50 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Head boy's Dad and me part 5

HEAD BOY'S DAD AND ME.
Part Five.

This is a homosexual fantasy, if it is illegal for you to read it for any
reason please leave now. The characters in it are figments of my imagination, but
some of the locations did exist, even if the events described here are an
exaggerated version of what really occurred in them. Because it is a fantasy the
sex will be unprotected; in the real world please practice safe sex.
I was awoken by bright sunlight hitting my eyes, as I sat up in bed I
knuckled them to get the sleep out, I'd slept like a log.
"Come on lazy bones, it's almost half past ten, go to the loo, then wash
your face and hands, you'll shower later, and meet me in the kitchen for
breakfast."
I opened my eyes in time to see Timmo's proud, white muscled bum disappearing
through the door. I looked down at my cock, still soft and shrivelled! When I
got to the kitchen there was a mug of milkless tea and a big bowl of porridge
set out for me opposite Timmo who was breakfasting on the same.
"I don't"
Timmo shot me an angry look before I could finish, so I sighed, shrugged my
shoulders and sat down. The porridge and tea were delicious, I'd never tasted
stuff like it before.
"Good boy Paul, there are minerals and things in the porridge, they'll give
you stamina for the rest of the day. That's if you decide to carry on with the
sex after I've taken your virginity."
I hadn't seen anyone on my way from Timmo's bedroom so I asked him.
"Timmo, where are Lars, Jean and Tom?"
"Well Paul, I'm surprised the commotion this morning didn't wake you up, it
did me. At about eight o-clock Jean got a phone call from the family home in
Quebec, his Mom has gone into hospital for an operation. It's not serious, but
Jean is her favourite child and she wants him there, so he's flying over, he'
ll be gone a week. Tom drove him to the airport and will be back soon. Dad is
meeting and greeting the men who'll be watching you lose your virginity. OK?"
"Yes Timmo, thanks for explaining. I slept like a log, I never heard a thing.
By the way does Tom get involved in any of the sex stuff?"
Timmo grinned and chuckled.
"Well, um, no, not really. But there's a TV monitoring room behind the bar
in the conference room. We think he goes in there and watches the shows without
being seen. He's quite well off and works for Dad for nothing so we don't
begrudge him his little vice. He never mentions anything he's seen."
When we'd finished our breakfast Timmo got up and pulled me out of the chair
into his arms, I noticed his cock was still soft, I was beginning to get
worried. We kissed tenderly, then Timmo broke away, and took my hand.
"Come on lover boy, let's go and get ready, the show starts at two and there'
s lots to do."
We arrived at the lift, and while we waited Timmo embraced me and we kissed
tenderly. The lift came and we entered, Timmo pressed for the basement and
draped his arm around my shoulders as we descended, so I put my arm around his
waist. The lift doors opened and as we stepped out a naked Jim and Alan were
waiting. I glanced at their cocks, they were soft too. Jim spoke.
"Come on you two love-birds, there's a lot to do."
We entered a narrow long room, I counted another six boys milling about, I'd
say they were aged from 16 to 20. They were all naked and all their cocks were
soft, a relief for me. I noticed that all their bodies were devoid of hair
apart from the ubiquitous shaped patch of pubic hair above their cocks. There
was a row of curtained cubicles immediately right of the lift, then there were a
couple of cupboards and some more cubicles; Timmo said the cupboards held
sex-toys and the far cubicles were the dressing rooms for the professional
entertainers. Timmo led me into the first cubicle. Inside was an examination table
and at the back there was a machine with tubes running from it, one going into
an open hole in the red, quarry tiled floor. Timmo explained that I was going
to have colonic irrigation to make my insides really clean. I was worried, but
he told me all the boy's had it done on a regular 6 monthly basis, and had
enemas in between. He made it all right when he said that the men upstairs would
be prepared to stick their tongues up my bumhole knowing that I was clean
inside. He told me that the other five cubicles were also equipped for colonic
irrigation; for the enemas there were attachments for the shower heads.
To cut a long story short I had the colonic irrigation, then after a feeble
protest my few pubes were shaved off, Timmo said it was to make me look really
virginal; and my armpit hair was shaved too. I couldn't complain, all the
other boys had their pits shaved. An old guy in a nurses uniform came in and gave
everyone a pedicure. Timmo, who stayed with me the whole time, explained that
some men liked to suck a boy's toes and feet, that surprised me. And when I
asked Timmo if he'd had his sucked he said yes and added that it felt sexy. Next
I took a shower as did the others, the wall facing the cubicles was one long
line of shower heads, twelve in all; and next to it was a long urinal,
followed by six hand basins. There were big fluffy towels on rails everywhere.
In the middle of the room, at the far end, there was a line of clothes rails
with lots of clothes on hangers, Timmo said the clothes were for costume
parties that sometimes took place. At the lift end there were four wash basins and
four hairdryers. Two camp guy in their forties came in and set and dried the
hair of Timmo, Alan, myself and two other boys. One, a Japanese boy called
Miki, was very beautiful, like a porcelain doll, he was about an inch taller than
my 5ft 3. His shiny jet-black hair was spiked and jelled. His body was slim
but firm, his skin was very pale and his dark brown nipples were tiny,
surrounded by small dark brown aureoles. I was surprised when Timmo told me that he was
20, he looked my age. Jim's hair was short and crinkly so it didn't need
dressing, and the four other boys, two of whom were half-caste, had their heads
razor shaved already, so they didn't need their hair done.
By now it was quarter to two, Timmo pointed out a drinks machine just beyond
the cubicles and asked me if I wanted one. My mouth was really dry so I said
yes, he brought me back a bottle of ice cold spring water. As I drank it I
noticed that every boy was drinking one. Then any one who wanted a piss went and
had one, I noticed that they all washed their knobs after, so I did the same.
Timmo led me to a cupboard and gave me a towelling skirt to put on, tight at
the hips, it flared out; to accommodate my erection Timmo said. Timmo told me
that the skirt would probably be taken off immediately, but I was to hold on to
it, it would come in handy if things got messy. All the boys put one on and we
all went to the far end of the room where a flight of stairs, with a large
tallboy by it, led up to the conference room. By now some of the boys skirts
were tenting out, mine wasn't. Timmo opened a drawer in the tallboy and handed me
a pair of white pop-socks, everyone else took a pair and we put them on. When
Timmo straightened up I saw that his skirt was beginning to tent out. I
nearly panicked until I lifted my skirt and saw that my cock was finally beginning
to come back to life.
Jim and Alan started up the stairs, followed by the other boys, also in
pairs, Timmo and I were last, and Timmo squeezed my hand as we started to climb. I
was getting excited now, my cock was stiff and I was going to show my body off
to a load of men; I shivered in anticipation. Timmo gave my hand another
squeeze.
"Don't worry Paul, just relax, remember I'll be close to you the whole time.
When we get into the conference room stop and get your bearings, then I'll
lead you to your first pair of men. You'll get the idea better when you see the
room. Oh, by the way Paul, if you get so excited you think you're going to
cum, call out to me. "
By now we were the last pair, Timmo pointed to another door and told me that
was an entrance to the monitoring room. Finally we entered the conference room
and I stopped to get my bearings. The room was nearly as big as a football
pitch, the door we'd entered by was in the middle of a long wall. The floor was
covered in a deep piled black carpet. To our right was a long bar, Jim and
Alan where behind it mixing drinks and to our left furniture was stacked. Facing
us across an empty space were 10 low, black leather two-seater settees with
small tables at each side and they were facing a large stage. They were arranged
in a shallow semi-circle around the stage, on the stage was some sort of
examination table like you see at the doctor's; I could see a smaller table with
things on it, Timmo said it held sex aids. On the wall behind the stage was
another drinks machine and mounted on the wall there was a line of 4 flat screen
TVs. The last settees either side were empty, Timmo said that four men from
Australasia had been delayed. He added that there were only a few special
friends here to see me lose my virginity, but sometimes there were over a hundred
for the professional shows. I could see the backs of the heads of the 16 men
occupying the others. Behind the first 4 occupied settees was a large
free-standing flat screen TV, there was another behind the other 4 occupied settees; and
there was another at either end of the settees. In front of each sofa, apart
from the first two occupied ones on the left, stood one of the boys and the men
started to sit up and I saw their hands going up the boys' skirts front and
back, then the skirts were whipped off.
"Come on Paul, let's introduce you to everybody, call them Sir unless they
tell you their name. They're just going to feel you up, but if you get over
excited and think you're going to cum just tell me."
As we approached the first occupied settee Miki smiled at me from the third
occupied settee, I could see that all the men were wearing short, white, terry
towelling dressing gowns, which most were in the act of removing. Timmo
introduced me to the two men.
"Gentlemen may I present Paul to you."
One guy was Japanese and the other looked English. The Japanese spoke first.
"Pleased to meet you Paul. Hopefully we're all going to be very intimate
with you today, so we'll forget formality, you may call me Yusaku."
He turned to the other man.
"And this is Rudd, a Dutchman and a very good friend."
"Pleased to meet you Yusaku and Rudd."
I stood there nervously I didn't know what to expect but my cock was ready,
it was tenting my skirt obscenely. Timmo pushed me closer and, as Yusaku
removed my skirt and handed it to me, I studied the two men as they stood and
removed their robes. Yusaku was in his mid thirties, he had black, close cropped
hair and brown eyes. He stood 5 ft 8, with yellowish skin, he had a hard compact
body with no excess fat. His cut cock quickly grew to 5 ½ inches; it was thick
with a  brown cockshaft and a flared red knob, his average sized balls were
in a tight ballsac. He had an abundance of silky black pubic hair. Rudd was 6ft
tall and thin, his ribs showing clearly, he was 29 I learned later. His head
was shaved and he was blue-eyed. He had tattoos on his arms, his back and
around his navel. His large, erect nipples, which were brown, both had large
silver nipple rings. He had an all-over tan apart from where he'd worn tiny
Speedos. His uncut cock was already erect and stood at 7 inches, his loose foreskin
covered his knob, but I could see through the skin that it was torpedo shaped
and thicker than his cockshaft which was about as thick as Timmo's. Rudd's
cockshaft was very dark with prominent veins, and his loose ballsac, housing a
pair of big balls, was shaved, as was his pubic hair and body.
They sat back down on their robes and Timmo turned me sideways and pushed me
even closer between them.
"All yours gents. Paul open your legs a bit to allow them better access. I'
ll be at the settee in front of you, call me if you need anything."
As I straddled I felt Yusaku's hand slide up my legs onto my arse-cheeks and
Rudd fondled my balls. My heart was beating faster and I was trembling with
excitement. Apart from the boys, sixteen men would be ogling my body and feeling
me up! Their other hands were all over my back, my thighs and my chest and
belly. Then Yusaku had both hands on my arse, he knelt behind me and pulled my
arse cheeks apart and I felt his tongue run up and down my arse-crack, I
shuddered. Rudd was still fondling my balls,  and now his other hand pulled my
foreskin back and his tongue lapped at my exposed knob gathering up my precum. Then
they stopped, turned me around and did the same to the opposite half of my
body. I was getting very worked up, and when they let go of me and sat back
down, I was disappointed. Timmo called out.
"Come on Paul, change settees, the men are only going to have a sample of you
now, maybe more later, it'll be up to you."
As I moved over to the settee Timmo had just vacated the boy who'd been at
the last settee from me walked around the back of the settees and took my place
with Rudd and Yusaku. He was one of the half-caste boys, Dwayne I learned
later. He was about 5ft 10 with a slim toned, shaved body and his stiff 7 inch,
thick, uncut cock bounced around as he walked along. The two naked men on the
second settee had long black hair, I learnt that they were Arabs; the elder man
spoke.
"Good afternoon Paul, I am Abd al-Karim and this is my nephew Sidi, we are
from Morocco, now assume the position between us please."
I knew what he meant and straddled myself sideways between them. They handled
my body exactly like the first two men and I studied them. Abd was 44, 6ft 2
tall with a well-built body and a slight belly. He was very hairy and
surprisingly pale apart from his face and forearms. His 8 inch thick uncut cock was
heavily veined, I couldn't really see his ballsac for all the black pubic hair.
Sidi was 26, his big framed, 6 ft body looked gym toned, his uncut cock was as
thick as Abd's and 7 inches long, it was twitching. Sidi's body was shaved
and tanned and he had a big pair of balls in a loose ballsac; he was very
handsome in a swarthy way.
I was enjoying showing myself off like this and eagerly awaited the next two
men. The room was beginning to fill with the sound of boys moaning: I glanced
around and saw that all the boys were getting similarly treated, but then I
noticed that they were having fingers pushed into their bumholes and their cocks
were going into the men's mouths as well. I felt left out and called out to
Timmo.
"Why isn't my bumhole being finger fucked, or my cock being sucked Timmo?"
"You'll have all of that when you've been shown around and you're
positioned on the table Paul, have some patience."
The Arab guys finished and Abd told me to move on, I did so eagerly. The next
two men were black, I looked closer at them, they were twins, the one on my
right spoke, he had a broad deep-south accent
"Hi kid, I'm Josh and this is Simon, Si, my twin. I think you know what to
do."
I stood sideways on and as their hands and tongues explored my young body I
looked them up and down. They were 6ft 2 with big, hard muscular bodies, I was
surprised to find out later that they had just turned 50. Their black crinkly
hair was cropped and their pubic hair was clipped, I couldn't see any body
hair. Their cut cocks were identical, 8 ½ inches long and the thickest I'd yet
seen. Their dark purple knobs were bulbous and just thicker than their
cock-shafts, their cock-slits were really big and already oozing precum. Their
cock-shafts were covered with thick twisting veins, and their hairless, tight,
wrinkled ballsacs held a pair of big balls. The only difference I could see was that
one cock was slightly bent to the left and the other to the right. I was
getting very blasé about having my body manhandled and by concentrating on the men'
s bodies I managed to keep myself from cumming but it was a close run thing.
My foreskin was as far back on my knob as it had ever been, and when I moved on
to the next settee a rope of precum was running from my cock-slit to the
carpet.
To save time and cut to the chase I'll describe the men on the next five
settees.
Settee 4: Both men were German and in their mid 30's, Horst was 5ft 10 with a
heavy frame like Boris Becker, his floppy hair was similar too. He was blonde
with blue eyes and his chest was covered in dirty blonde hair as were his
arms and legs. He had a slight paunch. His uncut cock was 6 inches long and quite
thick, his tightish foreskin had peeled back to reveal a red torpedo shaped
knob. His ballsac and balls were average. Gert was 5ft 6 with the body of a
young boy my age. His head was shaved as was the rest of his body, including all
his pubes. He was wearing a dog collar and he had hooped silver earrings
through both ears and behind both nipples, which were large, red and very proud. He
had an all over tan, no bikini line. On his boyish, shaved body his 7 ½ inch
cut cock looked massive, it was about the same thickness as Timmo's and curved
in towards his body. He had big balls in a smooth tight ballsac.
Settee 5: Brian was 61, an Englishman he was 6ft 3, ex army. His short hair
was salt and pepper, his eyes were brown and twinkled. He had a trim firm body
with a smattering of hair and hairy arms and legs. His pubes were clipped and
his loose ballsac was shaved, his balls were large. His uncut cock was 7
inches long and quite thick, it was rubbery hard. Ian, another Englishman was 43,
he was 5ft 8 and a little on the plump side, he had short brown hair and brown
eyes. His cock was 6 inches long, average thickness, his pubes were clipped
too. He had average sized balls in a shaved, crinkly ballsac.
Before I moved on to settee 6 I heard a loud groan behind me, and someone
cried out "I'm cumming!" I looked behind, Dwayne was having his bumhole finger
fucked by Brian and his 7 inch thick, uncut cock was being tossed off by Ian.
As I watched the boy arched his back and his body shuddered as long ropes of
his cum shot onto the seat and back of the settee. As I turned to move on Ian
was eagerly lapping up the boy's cum off the settee.
Settee 6: Aldo, an Italian , was 46 with long, black gelled hair. He was 5ft
11 with a gym toned body. He was tanned all over apart from where he'd worn
his Speedos. His body was shaved apart from a patch of black hair above his
uncut cock, which was 6 inches long but very thick and covered in purple veins.
His foreskin was loose covering a flared knob, and his largish balls were in a
smooth tight ballsac. Phibul was from Thailand, he was 24 and stood 5ft 5, he
had a smooth, hairless, almond-skinned body. His silky black pubes were
untouched, I couldn't make out his ballsac. His 4 ½ inch cut cock was thicker than
Miki's.
Settee 7: Mac a 40 year old red haired, blue eyed American who was 6ft tall.
He was pale skinned with freckles, he had hairy legs, pale ginger, and a mass
of ginger pubes, but his tight, red ballsac had been shaved, it housed a pair
of average sized balls. His cut cock, about as thick as Lars's  was 7 ½ inches
long, and well veined, the shaft was pale and his knob was red and flared.
Nikos, a black haired 38 year old Greek, was 5ft 8, his stocky body was hairy,
especially his legs. His 7 inch uncut cock was 7 inches long and covered in
prominent purple veins, his torpedo shaped knob showed clearly through his loose
foreskin, it was thicker than his cock-shaft which was as thick as Mac's. As
he was seated I couldn't see his ballsac because of his abundant black, crinkly
pubes.
When they'd finished and I moved onto settee 8 I realised that as blasé as I'
d become I was now very worked up from all the man-handling and the groans
and moans from the boys around me as the men they were with were sexually
assaulting them. I knew that my first orgasm was close and I was oozing loads of
precum. I did notice though that Jim and Alan had gone around the room and put
drinks and snacks on the small tables to one side of the settees.
On settee 8 there was Lars, Timmo's Dad, I remembered that he was just 32 or
33, Timmo hadn't specified; Lars had celebrated his 33rd birthday a month
earlier I found out the following Monday. At 6ft 2, he was a larger version of
Timmo with an 8 inch uncut cock which was thicker than Timmo's. His tightish
foreskin had was peeled back revealing a torpedo shaped red knob, thicker than his
cockshaft which is a little darker than Timmo's. There were thick blue veins
on his cockshaft and his shaved loose ballsac, held a big pair of balls. His
pale, toned body was shaved apart from a patch of  clipped and shaped pale
blond hair above his cockshaft. When I reached the settee Lars looked up at me and
smiled.
"Ah, at long last my son's young lover boy. The gentleman beside me is
Claude, he's from Marseilles."
Claude was a 32 year old half-caste. He was 5ft 10 tall, he looked very fit,
he had pale coffee coloured skin and a totally shaved body, which was thin but
with well defined muscles. His cut cock was 8 ½ inches long and thinner than
Timmo's. He had a smooth dark cockshaft and a slightly bulbous purple knob.
His big balls were in a tight, dark red ballsac. I positioned myself between
them and Lars got on his knees behind me as Claude began his assault on the front
of my body. When they changed positions Claude pulled my arse-cheeks wide
apart and started to lick up and down my sweaty arse-crack with his long tongue.
I knew that I was now so worked up by having my body fondled and caressed by
all the men that I was about to cum. I turned to the first settee and called
out to Timmo, my voice squawking.
"Timmo, I can't help it, I'm gonna cum!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me. Lars called to Timmo.
"It's all right son, I'll deal with it. Paul, turn and face the couch and
arch your back."
As I faced the couch like I was told Claude continued to lick out my
arse-crack, and tickle my pucker with his tongue. When Lars took hold of my cock and
gently tossed it I shuddered and started to ejaculate. Lars had aimed my th
robbing cock so that when my first rope of thin boycum shot out it went high into
the air and landed on the black leather settee; all the men cheered. My boycum
shot into the air and onto the settee 6 times in all, then Lars squeezed the
base of my cock and pushed his hand up my cock-shaft and more boycum oozed
from my cockslit and ran down Lars's hand. I slumped against Lars and watched as
he released my cock, which stayed stiff, and raised his hand to his mouth and
lapped off my boycum. Nikos, Ian, and Gert came and began to lick up my
glistening pools of boycum from the settee. Timmo told me later on that they paid
more to have what he called the "loose cum concession". Claude stopped licking
out my arse-crack and stood up. Lars turned me to him and looked into my eyes
as he whispered.
"Ready to let Timmo take your virginity Paul?"
"Oh yes please!" I excitedly replied, nodding my head in added confirmation.
I was really turned-on by having cum in front of a roomful of grown men, and
I was getting desperate to see what it felt like when Timmo put his beautiful,
almost 7 inch cock, up my young virgin bum. Lars scooped me up in his strong
arms and addressed the room.
"OK everyone let's get the second part of the entertainment started."
Lars carried me to the examination table and laid me on it, then Timmo was
there and he and his Dad strapped my legs into the stirrups that were at one
end. While they were strapping my legs into the stirrups I noticed that the other
men and boys were removing the backs and one side of the settees so that they
became one-armed couches, and Jim and Alan were putting drinks and snacks on
small tables by the settees' arm rests. When Lars and Timmo had finished my
legs were up in the air and wide apart, showing off my tiny pink pucker. My bum
was off the end of the table, exposing my arsehole totally. There was a handle
either side of the table and Timmo explained they were for me to hold onto
while I was being fucked.
"Would you like a cock to suck while I'm taking your virginity Paul?"
"Not really Timmo, I want to concentrate totally on having your beautiful big
cock deep inside my body."
My cock was still stiff and quivering with excitement. I so wanted Timmo's
cock inside my body, I hoped my giving my virginity to him would prove to Timmo
how much I loved him. I was also sexually excited by the thought of my bumhole
being fucked, especially in front of all these people. Lars spoke.
"Paul, do you mind if we put this on camera to show on the TVs? That way
everyone will have a good view of Timmo de-flowering you?"
My voice croaked and skipped a couple of octaves as I replied.
"I don't mind, I'm just desperate for Timmo to fuck my bum."
Lars, Timmo and whoever else heard me laughed. Lars looked over to the bar.
"OK Alan, turn on the TVs."
As the TVs came to life I could see that one camera must be above my head
looking down my body. Another had to be under the table because it showed my bum
from below. One was above my balls showing my little pink pucker and my
arse-crack, and number 4 was focussed on my face. As I searched the ceiling I
finally spotted the one above my balls, it was very small. Just then someone parted
my arse-cheeks even further and they began to lick up and down my arse crack.
I looked down, it was Timmo, when he poked his tongue past my sphincter into
my bumhole my whole body quivered with excitement. After a couple of minutes he
stood up and Lars took his place and fucked my bumhole with his tongue. Then
Timmo spat on 2 fingers, Lars moved away, and Timmo gently pushed his fingers
into my bumhole. He worked at stretching my sphincter not finger fucking me. I
started to moan and groan and I looked across at the relevant TV on the wall,
the one showing the pictures from the camera under the table, Timmo had 4
fingers inside me now! While Timmo worked away at my sphincter other guys would
come up and spit onto my bumhole, and Timmo would work their spit into my
bumhole. I'd started to sweat and I was writhing around on the table as Timmo
continued to twist and turn his fingers. Finally Timmo looked deep into my eyes.
"Ready for my cock now lover boy? I should think your hole's been stretched
enough to take my cock quite easily."
I gasped out my answer in a squawky, squeaky voice.
"Yes, yes, Timmo, I want your cock inside my body."
Timmo stood up and I felt him place the tip of his knob against my stretched
bumhole. He immediately jabbed his hips forwards until his bulbous red knob
broke through my sphincter, then he stopped moving. Pain shot through my body as
his knob broke through my sphincter, and I felt tears well up; I cried out.
"It hurts Timmo, it hurts too much, please take it out!"
"Hush baby hush," he soothed, "the pain will soon go away and I won't move
again until you tell me you want more of my cock inside you. I promise you
that the pain will go away as your bumhole gets used to having my cock up it.
Trust me Paul; I bet the pain is easing already, take a few deep breaths, try to
relax your sphincter like you do for my fingers and it will feel a lot easier
for you."
I tried to relax, Timmo was right, the sharp pain I'd felt on his initial
penetration had gone, replaced by the discomfort of having something big up my
bumhole for the first time. I could feel it  stretching my bumhole. Lars had
come and stood at my side and was gently rubbing my belly while  making soothing
sounds. I looked at the TV which showed the pictures from the camera under the
table; I could see Timmo's arse crack, his big balls in their loose ballsac,
his cockshaft and where it ended as his knob went into my bumhole. It looked
really sexy. I'd looked forwards to Timmo fucking me for so long I decided I'd
let him carry on for a bit as long as I could stand the pain. I took a couple
of deep breaths and whispered.
"OK Timmo, you can carry on, but please go slowly, and stop if I ask. Please?"

"I'll go very slowly Paul and I promise you I'll stop whenever you ask me
to, then when my cock is all the way inside you I'll stop again so that you can
get used to the feel of it."
Timmo held my hips and began to push his cock further into my bumhole, he was
going very slowly and smiling encouragingly at me the whole time. I'd managed
to relax my sphincter and the penetration didn't seem quite so bad, but I was
gripping the handles on the table tightly. Sweat had broken out on Timmo's
brow and his breathing was becoming laboured; I didn't know had hard it was for
him to fuck me so slowly. Soon I could feel his cock throbbing inside my
chute, and when his cock started to rub across my prostate I shuddered with
pleasure. My cock had softened a bit but it began to stiffen again. After several
minutes of slowly pressing forwards I felt Timmo's loose ballsac hit my hairless
arse-cheeks and Timmo sighed loudly. There were a few cheers and claps from
the other men; I'd almost forgotten they were watching.
"Is it all the way inside me now Timmo."
I hoarsely whispered, amazed that I'd not felt any more pain like the initial
penetration.
"Yes lover boy, my cock's buried all the way inside you, now I'll let you
get used to it and you  tell me when you want me to start fucking you."
My pulse had quickened, I was breathing heavily and my face and shoulders
were flushed red. I could feel Timmo's cock throbbing deep inside me, it felt
sexy. I looked down my body to see that my own cock was stiffer then it had ever
been. For the first time ever my foreskin had peeled all the way back and was
lodged behind the corona of my slightly flared, purple knob. As I looked I saw
some precum ooze from my cock slit. Lars stopped rubbing my belly and went to
whisper in Timmo's ear. Timmo frowned, Lars said something else and Timmo
started to smile, then he nodded.
"Paul, Dad's talked me into letting him fuck me while I fuck you. Are you OK
with that? It will make me concentrate and means I'll fuck you slowly."
What did I care? As long as Timmo fucked me I didn't mind what happened to
him. In fact I thought it would be very sexy watching Timmo being fucked by his
Dad while Timmo was fucking me. I was getting used to the feel of Timmo's cock
inside my body, and from the way it was throbbing and twitching I knew that
he badly wanted to continue.
"I'm OK with that Timmo, and I'm ready for you to fuck me."
"Good boy Paul. I'll bring my cock back until only my knob's inside you.
Then Dad will push his cock all the way up my bum. When it's inside I'll sink my
cock back into you, Dad'll stand still and as I fuck you I'll be fucking
myself on Dad's cock."
When Timmo started to withdraw his cock I looked at the TV showing pictures
from under the table. I was fascinated as I saw Timmo's cock shaft exiting my
bumhole; then I saw Lars working 2 then three fingers into Timmo's bumhole. I
didn't feel any pain now just a pleasant fullness and lovely sensations coursed
my body as my prostate was rubbed by Timmo's retreating cock. When just Timmo'
s knob was left inside me he stopped. Lars removed his fingers and I heard
him hawk, and when his thick, 8 inch cock came into view it was shiny with spit.
He placed it against Timmo's pucker and just pushed forwards steadily until
it was buried from sight, right up Timmo's bum. Timmo had just grunted loudly
when his Dad's cock had broken through his sphincter. As Timmo began to push
his cock back into my bumhole I watched the screen. I could feel Timmo's cock
going back inside my body, I was starting to like it, and I could see his cock
shaft disappearing from view as more of Lars's cockshaft was exposed. It was
very sexy to watch Timmo fucking me as he fucked himself on his Dad's big thick
cock; his eyes were closed and his face was screwed up with  concentration.
Within minutes I could feel my spunk building up and with a loud groan my
rigid cock jerked wildly, and jet after jet of my boycum shot from my cock-slit
and splattered all over my body. The first jet actually went over my head and
onto the floor. Of course I clamped my sphincter tight around Timmo's cock
shaft every time I shot. Timmo moaned.
"Oh yes, yes Paul, your bumhole's so bloody tight, I'm going to cum."
He forced his cock all the way up my chute and I felt the hot licks of his
cum as he bucked against me. I was loving it!

End of part five.

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