Date: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 20:44:22 -0400
From: kyle garter <livinglife19@hotmail.com>
Subject: Witness Protection -- Chapter 10

Witness Protection -- Chapter 10

Thirty-three year old Ted Stuckey's life was a mess.  It hadn't always been
that way, but it certainly was now.  Ted sat at a crappy bar inside a
cheesy hotel and casino in Mission, South Dakota.  This wasn't the life he
signed up for, but it was the life he was living.  He was depressed as he
sipped his double bourbon on the rocks and thought about how things had
gone off track.


His wife was his high school sweetheart, and he thought she was the love of
his life.  Things were great at first, but after their son Tyler was born,
things changed.  Ted put in too many hours at work providing for the good
life.  After Tyler started school, Ted's wife went back to work as well.
The young couple had plenty of income, but saw less and less of each other.
Now, they had a loveless marriage and a son that neither seemed to have
time for.  They would take turns dragging Tyler along on weekend getaways
and neither really looked after the boy's needs.


Whereas Ted's addiction was gambling, his wife's addiction was "girl's"
trips.  His wife Sherri and her friends would travel every weekend if Ted
allowed it.  The task of watching Tyler usually ended in a fight, so Ted
just learned to bring the boy with him on casino weekends.  To be honest,
Tyler was no trouble.  He was a very self-sufficient lad that entertained
himself most of the time.  Ted dreaded the approaching teen years when the
boy would likely get moody, but having just turned twelve, Tyler still was
a pleasant boy.  Tyler and Ted has a good relationship, if not a
particularly close one.


As Ted finished his second drink, he caught the eye of a cute blonde at the
end of the bar.  "Ought to go fuck her," thought Ted and then he chuckled
to himself.  He had only ever been with Sherri, and he wouldn't cheat on
her with some casino tramp.  Even though sex with his wife had stopped long
ago, Ted was faithful.  He had only ever cheated with his hand, and those
instances were in the shower before work.


Finishing his drink, he got up and made his way back to his room.  Once
more he would admit defeat to his son when he announced that he had been
knocked out of the poker tournament early again.  He knew the boy was not
interested, but it made Ted feel better to announce his inadequacy at cards
to his son anyway.  It was one of the few things they talked about.


When Ted opened the door to his room, he had no idea what lay in wait for
him.  He came around the corner to see a gun pointed at him, while his nude
son lay in bed between to naked, Hispanic men.  The smell of sex filled the
room, and Ted looked completely dumbfounded.  Tyler was clinging to the
unarmed man, and he did not look injured in any way.  Suddenly, it dawned
on Ted that these men had raped his son.  It also dawned on Ted that he had
no way of knowing if either he or Tyler would leave this room alive.


The man holding the gun told Ted to sit down and listen.  Ted did as he was
told although he was scared as hell.  The gunman,Jose explained that they
were in a particularly bad situation that may have a bad outcome for Ted.
"You have seen us now, so we will have to kill you.  We cannot be
arrested", said Jose in broken English.  Ted calmly spoke and said that he
would not go to the police if these men would let him and Tyler go.  Tyler
started crying and begging Arturo not to hurt his dad.


Arturo hugged the boy close and told Tyler that they would not kill his
dad.  Ted felt a ray of hope for survival, but he was also completely
confused by everything that was going on.  Arturo said, "we do have a
problem in that you have seen us, but I also have a solution."  Before
offering the solution, Arturo quizzed Ted about the two boys and the US
Marshall that they were after.  Ted told him that he did not know anything
about them and that he just wanted his boy and himself to be free.


"I understand that you are confused, but I can help you out of this problem
my American friend," said Arturo.  We will need you to participate so that
we cannot be punished without you being punished.  Ted did not understand,
but he thought that he knew where this was leading and it scared him
completely.  "Stand up and take off your clothes my friend," Arturo said
with a calm and melodic voice.  Ted refused, and then Arturo told him
frankly, "you will fuck your son like we have or we will have no choice but
to kill you and keep the boy."


Ted started crying.  It was a new low point in an already pointless life.
How could he do such a vile act?  Would they not kill him anyway?  "Be a
man, my friend.  There is no need to cry," said Arturo in a reassuring
tone.  Ted dried his eyes, stood up and took off his shirt.  Tyler watched
him with wide eyes, and Ted told him he was sorry that all of this was
happening because of his need to gamble.  Ted removed his pants and stood
before all three of the guys in the bed wearing just his boxers.  "Please,
I have money," said Ted as he tried once more to get out of the situation.
Arturo shook his head "no", Jose pointed the gun again, and Ted slowly
lowered his boxers.


Tyler had not seen his dad naked since he was very little.  His father had
always been very proper about wearing underwear even when it was just the
two of them in the hotel room.  AS he looked at his dad now, he was
pleasantly surprised to see that his dad was hung!  In fact, Ted had been
known as "Mule" in high school because he was hung like a donkey.  His
penis hung straight down over seven inches when limp, and it was thick.  It
only grew to eight inches when hard, but it added additional girth as it
plumped up.  "Oy, Gringo, you are a big man," said Arturo as he checked out
Ted's package.  Ted blushed and wished that he and his son were free of
this intolerable situation.


"Tyler, my young friend, you have your work cut out for you.  You need to
get your dad hard," said Arturo with a certain newfound joyousness in his
voice.  Tyler crawled out from under the covers and went towards his dad at
the foot of the bed.  Ted saw the small nearly-hairless boy and knew that
he would not be able to get hard.  He told the Hispanic men that he
wouldn't get hard, but Arturo just responded with, "we will see about that,
my friend."


After 33 years, someone other than Sherri had taken Ted's penis in their
mouth, and of all people, it was his son.  Ted stood there in disbelief, as
his boy gave him a blow job that was a million times better than Sherri had
ever given him.  Right then, Ted realized that Tyler did not just start
this manplay today.  How could he have not known?  Despite his previous
thoughts to the contrary, Ted boned up in under a minute.  Tyler's hot
mouth, awesome skills, and Ted's inability to jerk off in the past four
days all caught up with him.  Although he did not mean to do it, a few
moans escaped from Ted's lips.  Arturo and Jose smiled as they knew how
well the boy could suck a dick.


"Okay, we do not have all night, it is time for the ass sex," said Arturo.
Ted objected once more, but it was for naught.  Before he knew it, Tyler
was on all fours, and Ted was standing behind him.  "Please, I will hurt
him," begged Ted but this was the only way out.  As he slid forward and
prepared to enter, Ted noted that Jose had pulled out his I-Phone and
started recording.  "No, why?" asked Ted, but he was told that it would be
evidence if Ted ever went to the police.  Slowly, Ted edged the head of his
large dong towards Tyler's slick hole.  The first contact was not
unpleasurable, and upon sliding in Ted found it to be extremely hot and
tight.  Ted tried to recall how many years since he had been inside Sherri,
but his mind got lost in the moment.


As he got a rhythm going, Ted was amazed that he had made it all the way in
without a cry of pain from his boy.  Sherri usually whimpered at the
halfway point and then asked him to hurry up.  With Tyler, there was no
request to hurry, and the boy's moans actually let Ted know he was enjoying
it.  Looking to his side, Ted saw that both of the Hispanic men had their
cocks out to jack along with the show.  Something about being on display
while fucking turned Ted on, and he stepped up the fucking a notch.  Ted
wanted to shoot off and be done with this whole thing.


Arturo lost his load first, and Jose was close behind him.  Shortly after,
as Tyler's sexual moans filled the room, Ted delivered his daddy seed deep
inside his son as Tyler shot a small load on the bedspread.  Ted was
totally satisfied but also filled with guilt.  He was glad it was all over
and sincerely hoped that they would live through this ordeal.  Jose turned
the phone camera off and got up to get dressed.


Tyler got up and went into the bathroom where he poured a bath.  Ted
hurriedly got dressed as Jose exited the room.  Arturo said, "you have a
good boy there my friend.  I will let you live, but remember that we have
the video.  If we get arrested, we will tell the police that you invited us
over for fun."  Ted assured Arturo that he would never go to the police.


Arturo got dressed and left, and Ted once again sat down and cried.  He
cried for the pain he had inflicted on his son.  He cried for the crazy
drama that had just occurred when their lives were in danger.  He cried for
his crappy marriage.  He cried for his screwed up gambling issues.  He
cried because he had actually enjoyed fucking his boy.  He cried until he
could cry no more.


Then Ted got up and lightly knocked on the bathroom door.  Tyler told him
to come in and Ted looked at his young son in the full light of the
bathroom.  The boy looked even smaller than usual, and Ted felt shame for
his actions even if they were coerced.  "Tyler, I am so sorry.  You know
that they made me do that," said Ted to his son.  "I know dad, it's okay,"
said Tyler.


"Tyler, I need to look at you down there and make sure you are not ripped
open, said Ted with even more shame showing on his face.  Tyler stood up in
the tub and leaned over.  His anus was puffy, but nothing looked torn or
bloody.  Ted rubbed the outer edge and Tyler responded with a small moan.
"Hurt?" asked Ted.  "No dad, no pain at all," replied Tyler.  "I think you
are okay but I will put lotion on it when you finish up," said Ted and then
he left the bathroom.


Looking down at his own pants, the outline of his hard-on was quite
visible.  "What the hell?", Ted said to himself in a low voice.  He had
just shot off and now he was horned up again.  His erection had mostly died
down by the time Tyler emerged from the bathroom wearing just a towel and
carrying the small bottle of lotion provided by the hotel.  His wet hair
and gangly features were quite cute and Ted noticed him as a sexual being
for once -- not just a boy.  Ted knew they would have to talk about all of
this before they went home.


"I guess you don't really need to wear that towel around me now since I
have seen all of you," said Ted attempting to add any bit of humor to the
situation that he could.  Tyler shrugged and took the towel off of his
waist.  Ted looked at the smaller version of himself standing before him.
Tyler's cock swung freely and the few little hairs above his penis were
light.  Ted took in the view and unconsciously licked his lips.  "Uh, lie
down on the bed and I will get that lotion on you," said Ted as he fought
back another erection.


Lying facedown on the bed, Tyler's supple ass was in full view.  Ted had
put on more lights so he could see clearly, and the boy's ass was truly
stunning.  Opening the bottle, Ted got a glob of lotion and gently pulled
Tyler's asscheeks apart.  The small hole appeared before Ted, and he
wondered how he ever fit inside it.  Ted put a glob of lotion on the boy's
hole, and Tyler jumped a little.  "Hurt?" asked Ted, and Tyler told him no
but it was cold.  As Ted started to rub the lotion into Tyler's anus, his
own cock sprang to full erection. While pushing his own cock downward with
his non-lotioned hand, Ted lost track of his other hand and his finger
slipped inside of Tyler's hole.  "Mmmmm", said Tyler.


"Sorry son, bad aim," said Ted while gently pulling his finger out of the
boy.  "I like it, dad," said Tyler into his crossed arms which were
supporting his head.  It was Ted Stuckey's moment of truth.  He could
simply try to help heal the boy or he could give the boy what he
wanted...what he needed.  Horniness won out.  Ted reinserted his finger and
another moan escaped the boy's mouth.  After a minute of butt play, Ted
removed his finger and Tyler rolled over.  "I want it dad.  I've always
wanted it ever since I can remember."


Tyler sat up and groped his dad's hard cock through his jeans.  "This time,
make love to me," said Tyler as a lustiness overtook his eyes.  Ted took
his boy into his arms and Tyler planted a big kiss right on Ted's lips.
Ted was shocked but ready for this.  Ted got naked and joined his son in
the bed.  Ted had never been so hard in all his life.  Tyler straddled his
dad and slid down on his father's dick inch by inch.  Ted looked at his son
and wondered how anything so perfect could be happening following the day's
horrible events.  The boy got lost in the fuck, and Ted looked over every
inch of his face, torso, legs, and sweet boycock.  He wanted to try things
with Tyler that he had never considered before.  The boy was truly
beautiful and was enjoying the big dick up inside of him.  Ted realized he
felt happiness for the first time in years.


Tyler shot three tiny loads during that hour-long fuck session.  Ted had
never experienced any sexual act like that one, and he was totally hooked.
When he finally shot his load, it was mind-blowing for Ted.  He stayed
inside of the boy for ten minutes afterwards as the boy fell atop him and
snuggled.  They slept arm in arm afterward, and Ted realized his life was
turning around.

The next morning, Tyler awoke to his own father sucking on his boycock.
That was totally unexpected for Tyler, and he warned his dad that he was
close.  After Tyler shot, Ted drank up every drop and savored the sweet
pre-teen flavors. Yep, Ted was totally hooked.  He enjoyed giving oral sex
more than he ever thought possible.


"What time is your poker game today?," asked Tyler as he recovered from a
late-morning ass-pounding from his horse-hung dad.  "Fuck poker son, I'm
done with it."  I have a new addiction that is much more satisfying.  Tyler
smiled and cuddled into his father's side for a quick catnap.


to be continued...