Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2011 23:53:26 +0100
From: John P <jpcrusader06@gmail.com>
Subject: My Little Dick chapter 5

			      MY LITTLE DICK

				 by John P
			     Copyright 2011


Chapter 5

We lay on the settee, Mike's cock remaining deep inside me. He had rolled
over and taken me with him so that he still lay behind me and we both
watched as Mike's father led Dad by the hand to the other settee. Dad's
bottom looked very inviting in his blue knickers and Mike whispered in my
ear, "I'd love to see you in knickers, John. You'd look sensational." I
blushed at that comment but I was pleased all the same. He kissed my cheek
and the top of my head as he cuddled me and I felt so warm and safe with
his arm wrapped around me.

Mr. Connor, Gordon, stopped beside the settee and took Dad into his arms
and as we boys watched, he kissed him, forcing his tongue between his
lips. As they kissed, Gordon's hands went behind Dad and into the back of
his knickers, stroking his taut buttocks. His naked hard cock pressed
against Dad's belly and his balls pressed hard against his blue knickers.

It was only a matter of moments before Dad slid his hand between them and
he felt Gordon's hard shaft with his fingers. Mr. Connor's substantial
frame highlighted the difference between them, my father being only slight
in comparison, but it looked right as my father seemed more demure and
feminine than the manly Gordon.

"Do you want to take me, Gordon?" my father asked softly, his head now
resting on Gordon's shoulder. He nibbled Gordon's ear as the big man's
hands played with the crease between Dad's buttocks and he replied, "Not
yet, Jackie, you have more to do first." Hearing my father being called
Jackie reminded me that Granddad had called him that when they had sex
together. Hmm, the female equivalent of Jack. It seemed appropriate.

Mike was watching our parents avidly too and he had moved his hand from
around my chest and cupped my little dick and balls in his hand. As he
gently fondled my sex, he whispered, "Don't they look good together?" and I
had to agree. The man feeling up the woman in his arms, the woman stroking
the man's cock in expectation of copulation later. It all seemed
so... right, so natural.

We watched them fondle each other and as Mike made my little willy hard, I
swear I could feel something happening inside me. There it was
again. Mike's big cock was stiffening inside me! Seeing our fathers
enjoying sex together was turning us both on but it was Mike who seemed to
getting more out of the sight of them.

He kissed my ear and whispered, "Will you promise me something?" and when I
answered, "Anything!" he kissed me again and whispered, "Will you wear
knickers for me too?" I loved him and he had just made love to me properly,
the first one to fuck my little bottom. How could I refuse him? If he had
asked me to stand on my head, I would have done it for him.

I whispered back, "I'll wear anything you like, Mike, anytime you want me
to." He knew that I was besotted with him and I would do anything to keep
his interest in me alive. Remembering the pictures of Dad in girly clothes,
I asked, not altogether seriously, "Do you want me in a miniskirt too?" and
I smiled. Imagine my surprise when he said, "Yes, that might be nice," and
suddenly his ardour increased. He wasn't joking!

As we whispered to each other, our eyes remained fixed on the couple who
stimulated each other 10 feet away. They were no longer interested in us,
their attention completely on each other and to be honest, I was really
pleased for Dad. Earlier today was the first time that Dad and I had done
anything sexual with each other and in that short time, I had learned so
much about him. I saw him now as the sexual being that he had always been
but I had never considered him in that light before this morning when he
comforted me.

"It's time to suck, Jackie," said Gordon softly and my father knew what he
had to do. He sank to his knees and the cock which he had found so
attractive was now only inches from his lips. He kissed the big knob, his
tongue snaking out to lick the pre-cum which oozed from it's pee-slit. His
tongue then licked Gordon's entire knob and the substantial shaft which was
hard and pulsing to his heartbeat.

The hirsute Gordon stood with his legs apart as Dad continued his oral
worship but when Gordon held his cock up against his belly, Dad went down
to lick the big hairy ball-sac which contained the man's large balls. As he
moved his head to lick all around them, Gordon let go of his cock and it
rested on Dad's face. The pre-cum which continued to stream from his knob
was being smeared on Dad's face and soon it looked very shiny on his nose
and cheeks. When he took one of the man's large balls into his mouth, Dad's
cheeks swelled out with the size of it.

Behind me, Mike whispered, "Look at him, John. He's fantastic with my dad's
cock. And look at the hard little cock in his knickers! Wow!"

Mike's fingers were still slowly wanking me but his cock had hardened
inside my bottom and his hips had started to make short fucking
movements. He was getting hot by watching what Dad did with his father and,
what's more, he seemed to be fixated on Dad's sexy knickers. What was it
with men and their desire to see boys and men in knickers? Suddenly I
remembered the dirty talk I had used earlier and I wondered if it would
work on Mike. I decided to try it.

"Please, mister, if I wear my little knickers, you won't pull them down,
will you? You won't put your big thing inside my bottom, will you? Huh,
mister?"

Mike's hand cupped my balls and he suddenly hunched forward, pushing his
hardening cock deeper inside me. Dirty talk worked with Mike too! Wow!

"Oh you naughty girl! You knew that would make me hot!" He had become more
excited and I got a little scared by his reaction. I wanted to just make it
fun for him but his masculinity seemed to have been given a boost and he
began to handle me a little roughly. His hand squeezed my balls a little
too tight and I winced with pain.

Suddenly he came to his senses. "Oh John, I'm so sorry I hurt you. Don't
get mad. I won't do it again. You just got me worked up with your dirty
little girl talk," and he kissed my neck tenderly. I just loved his lips on
me and I put my hand on his arm, stroking it to show my forgiveness.

Gordon's cock was deep in Dad's mouth when we looked over at them and as
Dad held Gordon's buttocks to steady himself, Gordon's eyes were closed as
his fingers ran through Dad's hair. Gordon's hips were moving back and
forth, fucking my father's mouth, and a wet spot had developed on the front
of Dad's knickers from the pre-cum that his sexual activity was producing.

"Take it deeper, Jackie," said Gordon through gritted teeth. "Right to the
back of your pretty mouth."

As Dad did his best to swallow the enormous cock, it just wasn't possible;
too long and too thick. He continued for a couple of minutes more and then
Gordon stopped him and he produced the KY lubricant that had been used on
me. He showed Dad the tube and my father knew what it meant.

Raising Dad to his feet, he led him to the end of the settee and made him
bend over the arm. "It has to be here, Jackie, so our sons can watch," he
said softly. "We don't want them to miss this, do we?" When Dad glanced
over at us, his face went deep red as he saw that we were watching
intently.

Dad's legs were spread wide and Mike's cock lurched inside me as he watched
his father pull down Dad's knickers until they rested just under his
buttocks. As Gordon coated two thick fingers with KY, Dad stood still,
waiting for the onslaught that he knew would come. When those thick fingers
touched Dad's bum-hole, he pushed backwards, forcing them inside
himself. He sighed audibly as he impaled himself on them, sighing again
when they were fully inserted. Dad was enjoying the feeling of this man's
fingers inside him and Mike was enjoying watching Dad's enjoyment!

Gordon's cock remained stiff as he lubricated Dad's anus and sometimes he
leaned over Dad's back and whispered to him. "Does that feel good, Jackie?
Does it feel nice when a man puts things up your man-pussy?" From our
settee, we could hear the dirty talk and we could also hear my father's low
moans as he was finger-fucked. "You want cock, don't you, Jackie? You want
me to breed you like a girl, don't you?" and my father replied hoarsely,
"Yes, Gordon. Oh yes!"

Mike's cock was sliding to and fro inside my greasy rectum. The spunk and
the KY still inside me made Mike's cock slide easily and I had to admit
that the full feeling he gave me each time his knob reached my belly was
becoming addictive. His eyes were still fixed on our parents as he slowly
fucked my bottom and I felt something happening inside me each time that he
thrust forward. I didn't know what it was but it made my willy jump each
time it happened.

Gordon leaned over my father's back again and whispered once more into his
ear. "Do you want Daddy to breed you now, Jackie?"

Dad played the part which Gordon had chosen for him and answered as
expected. "Please, Daddy. Please put your big willy in me."

Behind me, Mike gasped at Dad's words and his cock jerked inside me
again. "Look, John, look at your dad!" he said excitedly. "He's begging my
dad to fuck him! He's pretending that he's my sister and he wants Dad to
push his cock into him!" His excited whisper betrayed his arousal but the
feelings inside me were making my willy jerk. I was cumming! How could it
be? I wasn't being wanked but I was cumming! How? Why?

It was no good; I couldn't stop it. My teeth snapped together and my body
went rigid as I came, and suddenly my body was shuddering and bucking,
almost dislodging the large cock which filled me. Mike kissed my neck as I
shook and he tried to hold me still. My insides must have been squeezing
his cock because he began to fuck me in earnest. When I looked down to see
my dick, I had shot my watery cum onto the settee!

"Oh John, you're making me cum too!" He tried to stifle the cry which came
from his throat and he partially succeeded. His cock expanded and jerked
inside me and, for the second time, he unloaded his hot spunk into me. His
semen was splashing the already wet walls of my rectum and his grip on my
body was almost painful as he discharged each gob of hot spunk into me. His
low groan was smothered by my hair as he buried his mouth in it to stifle
the full-throated cry which forced itself from his mouth.

When the pulsing of his cock ended, his body relaxed and the only outward
sign that sexual congress had taken place was the panting in my ear of the
boy who had just filled my bottom with his potent seed. He loved me and
this was the second time he had proved it. 'Oh Mike, I love you so much!' I
thought. 'How did you make me cum without touching me?'

Our love-making over, we looked over again at our fathers. Gordon was
poised behind Dad, his cock held in his hand, and he asked, "Are you ready
now, Jackie? Do you want Daddy's cock in your pussy?" and he waited for my
dad to answer.

"Put it in, Daddy! Please push it in me!" My dad's voice had urgency in it
and when Gordon touched his large knob to Dad's anus, he backed onto it. We
watched the thick cock open up Dad's hole and it began to disappear slowly
inside his bottom. My father's moaning seemed to have an effect on Mike and
he whispered to me, "Oh John, just look at that! Isn't your dad sexy in
those knickers?"

Gordon's pubic hair was now squashed against Dad's bottom. His cock was
buried deep inside my father's pert bum, buried to the hilt. Dad's eyes
were closed and then Gordon began to move back and forth, his enormous cock
being pulled back and then re-inserted. The thick shaft was shiny with the
lubricant from Dad's bottom and Gordon began his rhythmic thrusting,
leaning over Dad's back now and then to whisper more dirty talk to him.

"Such a tight pussy, Jackie. Daddy loves your tight little cunt!" Bent over
the arm of the settee, Dad moaned as he was royally fucked. He whimpered
now and then, begging, "Please, Daddy, not so hard!" but Gordon pounded him
regardless, grabbing the back of Dad's neck with one hand while holding him
around the waist with the other. As the fucking continued, Dad's whimpering
became less and his moaning increased in frequency and volume.

Although Dad's knickers were pulled down at the back to allow breeding, his
stiff little cock was still inside his knickers at the front. Taking his
arm from around Dad's waist, Gordon reached down and stroked his
'daughter's' dick through the sexy knickers, wanking the hard little thing
and making Dad moan even louder.

"Do you like that, Jackie? Do you like Daddy playing with your clitty?" and
Dad moaned again as Gordon's fingers worked the little penis more
vigorously.

"Yes, Daddy! Yes! Just like that!" and he sighed loudly as the wanking of
his 'clitty' gave him even more pleasure.

Mike, his cock still buried in me, watched with me as his father fucked my
dad with vigour, his long thick cock slimy and shiny with lubricant. The
fucking was becoming animalistic now and Dad began more dirty talk.

"Do it, Daddy! Fill my little pussy with spunk!" He was becoming
hysterical, no doubt because of increasing excitement, and I wondered
briefly if he was the same when Granddad was fucking him all those years
ago. Did they play the same game? Was he treated like a girl by his father?
Did he beg his father to cum inside his little 'pussy'?

Suddenly, "I'm cumming in my knickers!" Dad was panting as the front of his
knickers became dark blue, becoming soaked by the spunk which spewed from
his little cock. Gordon's fingers did not slow as he felt the hot spunk
come through the knickers but when he finally released the little cock, he
reached forward, around my father's head, to place his fingers against my
father's lips.

"Lick, dirty girl! Open your mouth and suck my fingers!" It was a command,
not a request, and obediently my father opened his mouth and took in
Gordon's slimy spunky fingers and licked them with his tongue. As Dad
licked and sucked his own spunk from Gordon's fingers, the fucking began
again, this time in earnest.

I watched Dad's apparent humiliation but it was not with pity. He was
pleasing his man and I had to admit to admiring him for it. I saw this as
being Mike and me. I would do exactly the same if that's what my boyfriend
wanted. I would do anything, play any role that Mike wanted me to as long
as he still loved me. Suddenly Mike's fingers were touching my lips and I
knew what he wanted me to do. I opened my mouth and took in his fingers,
licking and sucking them, and regretting that my own watery spunk was not
coating them.

Gordon's hips slammed hard against Dad's bottom and he froze. The big man
groaned and then bellowed, "I'm cumming, darling!" and my father stood
perfectly still so that he could be bred by the big-cocked man. The muscles
around Gordon's face and neck stood out as he orgasmed, his thick cock
pulsing inside his little girl's pussy, beginning the process of shooting
spunk deep inside her.

"Yes, Daddy! Cum in me! Breed me! Fill me with spunk!" My father's voice
became higher as he cried out for Gordon's semen to be injected into him
and for a moment, he sounded like the girl he was pretending to be. "More,
Daddy! I want more!"

Mike held me tighter as we watched this amazing breeding happening right
before our eyes. We could see Dad's closed eyes as he felt Gordon's hot
spunk bathing the walls of his rectum, the hot seed being pumped in vast
quantities into his bowels. He was being mated, bred by a superior male,
and he accepted the potent seed gladly as a good female should. There was
no escape. The strong male restrained the female, holding her in place
while the seed was pumped into her waiting pussy. It was a momentous
occasion; it was the natural order of female surrendering herself to her
mate.

When the breeding was complete, Gordon collapsed onto Dad's back and they
stayed in that position, hunched over the arm of the settee, both panting
heavily. Gordon's hand began to stroke Dad's cheek and Dad reached back to
stroke Gordon's thigh, their stroking a sign of their mutual pleasure.

Once their breathing had returned to normal, Gordon's lengthy cock was
withdrawn slowly from my father's 'pussy' and as Dad stood up, spunk began
to run down the inside of his leg. He was made to take off his knickers and
lay on his back on the settee, his bottom hanging over the edge of the
seat, and Gordon scooped up the spunk which had leaked out and fed it to
Dad. Those same fingers were pushed into his just-fucked pussy to gather
more of the slimy warm spunk and those fingers were eagerly licked clean by
my dad.

Mike liked this idea and wanted the same so he pulled his now soft cock
from my bottom and I groaned at the sudden emptiness. I felt the warm damp
mess between my thighs as I was made to lie down like Dad on our
settee. Mike knelt between my open legs and bent forward to examine my
bum-hole. My bottom had begun to leak almost immediately and much spunk was
already running down my legs. He put his head down and licked around my
anus with his warm wet tongue, letting me see the slime around his cheeks
and opening his mouth to show me his spunk-laden tongue before swallowing
it all.

His fingers probed my still open bum-hole and when he withdrew them, he fed
me his fingers and I licked happily at them, swallowing his spunk as I
looked dreamily into those big eyes of his. He did it again, bringing more
of his lovely sperm out of my bottom, and I licked again, happy to taste my
lover's spunk. When no more came out, I sat up and drew him to his feet,
pulling him towards me. I took his large soft cock into my mouth and, while
looking up into those lovely eyes, I licked it clean. I lifted the heavy
cock and found that his balls too were covered in the spunk which had
leaked and I joyfully tongued them until I could taste no more of his rich
sperm. Then I just looked up at him. 'What a man!' I thought.

He sat next to me, intending to cuddle, but we saw that our fathers were
still busy with each other. Dad was between Gordon's legs, licking clean
his large balls, and Gordon waved us over. I knelt beside Dad, watching his
tongue work on the large ball-bag, his hand holding Gordon's cock out of
the way.

"Was Mike good to you, John?" asked his dad and I smiled as I said, "Oh
yes, Mr. Connor. He was wonderful."

"Will you do something for me?" he asked and I replied, "Of course."

In his hand were Dad's spunky knickers and he offered them to me. "Will you
lick your daddy's spunk out of his knickers?"

Mike knelt down beside me and he waited for my answer. As Dad began to lick
Gordon's shaft clean of the spunk and lubricant, I looked into Mike's eyes
and, although he said nothing, I could see the excitement burning there. I
looked at the knickers and could see the material soaked in spunk and while
Mike watched, I brought the knickers to my mouth, licking and sucking the
flimsy material. I looked into his eyes and saw the lust which smouldered
there. This simple act was turning my boyfriend on and he watched each
movement of my little tongue as I licked each square inch of the blue
knickers. I didn't expect what happened next. He grabbed my wrist and
brought the knickers to his own mouth, licking greedily the wispy nylon and
looking deep into my eyes.

His father was watching too as his son sucked the gusset of the knickers
and he seemed to derive pleasure from the perverted act, stopping Dad's
licking to show him what their two sons were doing. He too seemed pleased
that Mike was licking his spunk from the soaked blue knickers and once he
had seen enough, he returned to the cleaning of his lover's soft but
impressive cock.

When he had finished, Mike made me stand and asked me to put them on. Once
the wet knickers were in place, Mike insisted that I turn round slowly and
he whistled softly at the sight. His father watched too, reaching out to
touch the flimsy material and stroking my bottom through it. Mike and his
dad looked at each other and smiled, and I knew then that my wardrobe would
soon include girls' knickers which I'm sure they would insist I wear
often. I looked good and felt good in them and I was sure that my
enthusiasm for girls' clothes would match theirs. I was hooked and they
both knew it.



All this happened a year ago and now I'm almost 14 and can make proper
spunk. It began properly about 8 months ago and I was so proud that I could
shoot the white stuff at last. My confidence was given a real boost when
Mike 'persuaded' the boys at school to leave me alone and all the teasing
stopped. Actually, between you and me, two of them keep chatting me up and
I'm tempted to let them have their way with me. I've said nothing to Mike
but the temptation is growing on me. Oh dear. My cock hasn't grown any and
neither has pubic hair but I don't mind because Mike likes it that way. Dad
shaves around his genitals now and I help him shave around his bum-hole. It
was Mr. Connor's idea and Dad was glad to go along with it.

After that first night at Mr. Connor's house, we made it a regular feature
of our lives that we meet up every weekend for the sex to which we all
looked forward. Dad gave me his collection of girls' clothes which he had
kept from his youth but that did not fit him any more. He had an
interesting schoolgirl outfit which consisted of white blouse, grey
mini-skirt and white ankle socks with black girls' shoes. A tiny training
bra came with the outfit and I thought of the fun that Mike or his father
would have fun taking it off my body.

Dad got a new wardrobe too, mostly of sluttish tops and see-through
knickers, together with black fishnet stockings and high-heel
shoes. Peep-hole bras and knickers with open gussets made him popular with
Gordon and during the role-play which we all liked, he would be the subject
of dual penetration by his 'clients' as he touted for business around
Mr. Connor's house. As I walked around the Connor house, I was often felt
up under my school skirt and often bent over a chair and my knickers pulled
down so that one of the men could fill me with thick cock. The other thick
cock often filled my mouth and they vied with each other to see who could
last longest. It was usually Mr. Connor!

Dad also helps me with my hair now. He's good at styling and before we go
over to the Connor house, he sets ribbons in my hair, making me look like a
little girl. It drives Mike mad when I turn up dressed like a schoolgirl
with pretty ribbons in my hair and he always takes me straight to his bed
and fucks me, usually twice. Sometimes Mr. Connor sees me first and he
whisks me away to his bed to enjoy my body but Mike usually finds me in his
dad's bed and he joins us so I often finish up with 4 loads of spunk in my
knickers. It means a lot of laundry though. I usually take 3 or 4 pairs of
knickers because the men won't leave me alone.

What the men like too is the lesbian scene that Dad and I stage for their
pleasure, mostly in 69 position, but we never get to actually finish what
we plan because the men are always upon us before the end, forcing their
cocks inside us and filling us with spunk.

There are no women in our households and it makes simple the getting
together of our two families. At home, I sleep with Dad and although he
doesn't fuck me, he has bought a strap-on dildo which is thick and 6"
long. We fuck each other with it to keep our holes supple for the men in
our lives and we do things for each other that normal society would frown
on, like sucking each other's little dick and swallowing spunk.

At the Connor house, we always sleep over; Mike with me and Dad with
Gordon. Mike and I often hear Dad cry out as he cums on Gordon's cock and
often we have an audience as Mike seduces 'the little schoolgirl that he
has just met'. Sometimes Gordon fucks my father as they both spy on us but
we like to be watched performing and we both admit that it turns us on.

Dad and I have been repeatedly invited to move in with the Connors and,
although it's tempting, Dad doesn't want to give up his independence. My
life has been turned around since we found these two men who like to
worship small cock. I kind of hope that my dick doesn't get bigger when I'm
older or that I'll grow that nasty unsightly hair on my body. Mike has
promised that it won't make any difference if I get hair but he's also
volunteered to shave it off if I do.

Those among us with small genitals, take heart. Even those with little
dicks can be loved too.

END


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