Date: Thu, 22 Oct 2015 15:43:18 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: YMCA UNCUT chapter 2

       UNCUT YMCA
       Work of fiction, please do not use or republish without the author's
permission.

       ***** - "Joe, hold all my call, will ya?  Mr. Taylor and I have some
business to discuss."  He motioned for me to close the door as he hung up
the phone.  He motioned me to come around his desk.  Leaning back in his
chair, I saw his hard cock sticking out of his zipper.  -*****

Chapter 2 -
       My knees felt all wobbly as I looked at his big man cock sticking
up.  His long skin hanging down over the head.  Drips of his pre, drooling
from the wrinkled end.  I moved around his desk, coming to stand between
his chino-clad legs.  Tim's manly hands skillfully began manipulating my
shorts, popping the button and pulling the zipper down.
       "Take um off kiddo," his voice stern but still caring.  I let my
shorts fall and kicked them away from me.  I watched Tim smile as he looked
at my tented tighty whities.  His tongue snaked out of his mouth to lick
his lips as his fingertips lightly traced my cock.
       I shivered at his touch, a slight moan escaping my lips.
       "S...stop I'm gonna cum..."  I should have taken a step back, but I
was frozen where I stood.  Tim eased my underwear out from my body, pulling
it away from my boy cock and lowering it.
       "Step out baby," Tim cooed to me as he allowed me to steady myself,
lifting my legs out of my briefs.  I watched as Tim lifted the warm cloth
to his face and heard him inhaling deeply.  "MMM, boy I love your smell."
I watched as he then began licking the small pouch my boyhood had formed on
the cloth, his tongue dragging slowly across where my cock had been.
       After a few minutes of this, he wadded them up and tucked them into
a desk drawer giving me a wink.  He stood and slowly undid his pants,
kicking them and his shoes behind me.  He knelt before, his hands stroking
my thighs.
       "Do you trust me?"  I looked down at this handsome man kneeling in
front of me and nodded.  "I will not ever do anything to hurt you.  I want
to give you as much pleasure as you can take."  My young cock began
throbbing between us.
       Tim gently turned me to face his desk.  I felt his stand and start
to remove my shirt.  I have to admit, just standing there in his office,
naked with his hands rubbing over my back, almost had me cumming.  I felt
as Tim knelt again, his hands coaxing my legs apart.  His hands began
massaging my bum, his fingers slipping between my cheeks.
       His strong hands pulled my cheeks apart, stretching my tiny hole
just a bit, making me moan.  I could feel his hot breath on the skin of my
bum.  I looked back and could see Tim pressing his face to my bum.  I felt
a bit grossed out but then felt something wet and hot stroke over my hole.
Holy shit, it felt so good, my arms flailed about trying to find something
for my hands to grab and hold on to.
       I Groaned loudly as I felt Tim's tongue slide into my tight boy
hole.  I flinched, but only because my cock was getting mashed into Tim's
desk.  Not missing a beat, Tim turned me over, using his strong arms.  I
lay back on his desk, my legs resting on his shoulders.  He leaned back and
stabbed his tongue back into my hole.
       "Oh my God, YEEESSSS!"  my voice nearly screamed.  Tim pulled back,
his hand stroking my belly.
       "Easy there kiddo, this is not a sound proof room."  He then kissed
my tight hole.  "MMM, such a tight boy pussy.  So tasty."  His tongue
licked back and forth over it, moaning softly as he did.
       "MMPH," I groaned, "I'm gonna cum..."  My hips bucked wildly as I
felt my sperm boiling up from my balls.
       "Easy boy, not yet," Tim commanded.
       He reached up with both hands, my cheeks closing on his scruffy
face.  With one hand, he pressed hard o the area between my balls and cock.
With his other hand, he used his thumb and forefinger to pinch my boy cock
just under my head.  I groaned thinking that this was going to really make
me cum, but suddenly the urge to cum was gone.  He held me like that for a
few more seconds before focusing again on licking me in my ass.  It didn't
take him long before I was again ready to cum.
       Tim stood and performed the thing he had done and my urge only
partly went away.  Tim leaned over me, his furry chest pressing against
mine.  He wiped his hand over my face and I relaxed instantly.  I could
feel his cock head, covered by his loose skin poking against my hole which
made me moan.
       I was a bit scared, thinking of him trying to shove his big fat cock
in me down there, but his lips to mine further relaxed me.  I wiggled my
bum feeling his skin covered head massaging my hole.  I felt as he reached
between us and could feel him pull his skin back.  He pushed back and forth
slightly, smiled as his tip pushed into my ass.
       "MMM, I think my baby boy likes feeling my big man cock poking him
there.  Don't cha?"  Tim stood up and made his cock really rub over my
hole.  "Just relax, OK?  I'm going to ease my tip in but no more."  I
nodded.  I watched his face as he pushed his tip in me, my hole stretching
to accept him.
       "Ahh, ahh, no, no stop it hurts."  I tried to struggle away from
him, but his big hands held my hip firmly.  Tim continued to push a bit
more and I could feel his entire head now being held by my pucker.  I was
amazed how in mere seconds, my ass relaxed and I began to actually enjoy
his cock being where he had it.
       "Oh fuck baby boy, you are so tight!"  I felt him work his head back
and forth a little bit.  "I'm going to go in a little more."  Tim's eyes
focused on mine.  "I want you to act like you are taking a poop and push
when I slide in."  I nodded, although the thought of doing this was kinda
gross.  "OK boy, push now."  I paused for a second and was flooded with
searing pain.  "Dam it I said push, kid, now push!"  This time, I did as he
said and acted like I was pooping.  The pain lessened and I felt Tim's cock
slide deeper into me.
       He stopped after a few seconds, his hands caressing all over me, his
soft voice coaching me, telling me I was so sexy and how good it felt to be
in me.  Really it was nothing more than mumbles to me as my head was
swimming and my vision was blurred.  He gripped my legs and slid in a bit
more.
       His cock pushed against something inside me and my back arched all
on its own.  My cock which had softened was suddenly rock hard and dark red
in color.  My skin had fully retracted and now looked like a cock without a
skin.
       "More," I moaned.  "Deeper.  Put it in me deeper."  I begged Tim,
trying to grab him and pull him in me deeper.
       "Boy, your pussy is full of my cock.  I can't go in anymore."  I
raised myself up on my elbows trying to see for myself.  Tim pulled back, I
could barely see his shiny wet shaft when I felt his head sliding past my
opening.
       "Nooo," I moaned, " in me, leave it in me."  Tim smiled and pushed
his cock back inside me.  "I sucked in a great breath as his cock pushed
that same spot as before.  My cock throbbed and my cum blasting out and
splattering all over my face.
       I could feel my boy pussy tightening around Tim's cock, making him
fuck me harder.  His tip kept rubbing that special spot inside me, making
my orgasm last longer than any I had ever had.  He suddenly lifted his
right leg and put his foot on the desk.  This changed how his man cock was
fucking me and my orgasm started all over again.  I was completely lost to
the pleasure this man was giving to me.
       "Yes more fuck me harder with your big cock daddy..."  My mind
suddenly cleared with the saying of that one word.  My body tensed, fearing
Tim's reaction.  My mind flashed visions of him ripping his cock from me
and then tossing me out of his office naked into the game room.  Seeing my
friends, all staring at me laughing.
       No, he actually seemed to love it.  His pounding got more forceful,
sweat dripping from his gorgeous body onto my young chubby frame.
       "Say it again," Tim moaned.
       "Fuck me, hard daddy," I moaned as I reached up pulling his head
closer trying to kiss him.  As soon as our lips met, he groaned and I felt
his cock fill me completely, throbbing hard, hitting my spot.
       Bracing his hands on the desk, Tim pushed up and slowly pulled his
big cock from me, making me groan.  He pulled it over my still oozing boy
pecker, his final drools of cum, milked out by his hand landing on my cock.
Tim moved his skin over his cock letting it tickle my cock.  I sat up,
feeling his massive load leaking from my hole.
       I took hold of his cock and without thinking, sucked his loose skin
into my mouth.  I worked his strangely musky tasting cock back and forth in
my mouth, using my hands to slide his skin back off his head.  I realized
that this new taste was actually my ass and strangely it only made me want
to suck him harder.
       "MMM," he moaned as he rubbed my head.  "My sweet boy likes my daddy
cock I think."  I only moaned In response sucking almost half of his fat
length into my mouth.  I was determined to make him cum again and I wanted
his cum in my mouth.
       A sudden knock on the door made us both stop and freeze in place.
Another knock and the gruff voice of Mr. Ruiz, the head gym coach, calling
out 'Tim, you in there?'  Tim looked about.  He seemed a slight bit
nervous, but I was in sheer panic mode.
       "Quick, under the desk."  Tim helped me down and under his big desk.
He then quickly slipped on his shirt and sat in his chair sliding his legs
under the desk surrounding me.  I gasped as my face was suddenly mashed to
his cock.
       I heard the door open and Mr. Ruiz walk in.  He began talking about
some adult league for basketball, going on and on.  Tim was doing his best
to end the talk, telling him he was busy and they could talk later.
Mr. Ruiz seemed to ignore this and just kept talking.
       I remained silent, Tim's now soft cock rubbing my lips.  I couldn't
help myself and opened my mouth taking his head, in my young mouth.  Tim
thwarted my efforts and pushed back slightly his cock sliding free.  I
chuckled as soon as he did this, for he quickly slide back his cock again
sliding into my mouth.
       I sucked as much as I could without choking and sucked hard.  His
cock throbbed and his legs tensed.  I heard Mr. Ruiz walking back to the
door.
       "Dam Tim, your office stinks of sex!"  He laughed loudly.  "Hey, you
aren't plugging one these boys are you?"  I heard the office door open
slightly.  "One of these tight young asses?  Hmm?  Are you?"  I heard him
take a few steps back towards the desk.  "Chill dude, I ain't gonna say
nothing.  Trust me my dick loves sliding in them tight boy holes too."  I
heard him tap Tim's desk and then laughing he left.
       My mouth was suddenly full of Tim's cum as he groaned and shot his
load.  I sucked until he'd finished, swallowing as much as I could, some
leaking out and dripping from my chin.  Tim slid back and I crawled from
under his desk standing before my naked man-god.

       Tim took his time cleaning me with towels.  He told me to get
dressed and go grab a shower.  We both dressed and Tim lead me down to the
men's locker room.
       "I'm going to get you a card so you can come in here on your own.
We'll find you a locker and you can leave clothes to change into if you
need too."
       I felt special hearing this.  I was also proud that he said these
things openly with other guys around.  We both stripped and headed off to
shower.
       We had to behave as we were not alone in here, but we did shower
next to each other.  My pride swelled when Mr. Ruiz suddenly walked in.  He
had this cocky, I'm a big shit, attitude.  His monster cock swung back and
forth. His balls hung low is a stretched down sack.  His head was
semi-exposed as his skin only seemed to cover half of it.
       Mr. Ruiz took a spout across from us and struck up a continued
conversation with Tim about the leagues.  I tried to ignore him, only
giving him quick glances as I washed, until his words caught my attention.
       "What's up with the pup being here?"  I fought my desire to walk up
to him and shout - 'I'm here cuz Tim just fucked me hard.  Yeah that's
right I'm his boy now and there ain't nothing you can do about it,' but I
kept quiet.
       "Oh, I'm thinking about giving him a part time weekend job cleaning
the game room.  Since he'll get paid, he gets to use the men's locker
room."  Tim gave me a nudge and nodded it was time to head out.  I got
brave and turned my back to Mr. Ruiz.  I bent over slowly rinsing my legs,
making sure he got a nice look at my ass.  An ass that he'd never get a
chance at.

       "You are one evil boy, you know that right?"  Tim said this as we
entered the locker room, mussing my hair.  "I saw you showing him your
pussy, you tease."  I spun around and looked up at Tim.
       "He can look, but he can't touch.  My pussy belongs to you."  I
froze after I said that as I realized my voice was rather loud.  I looked
around seeing a couple guys changing, but none reacted to what I said so
figured they didn't hear me.  Tim smacked my bum, then gave me a full body
bump, his cock pressing against me.
       "Behave," he said with a joking tone, giving me another smack which
I know one guy clearly saw.  He smiled shyly as we passed and I felt his
eyes on me as we walked past him to Tim's locker.  I know the guy could
still see us and I could feel him watching us as we dried our bodies.
       I giggled loudly as Tim poked my belly.
       "Stop being such a tease."

       The ride home with my father was a struggle for several reasons.  I
found it hard to concentrate on what he was saying, even though it was
about our shared hobby, model railroading.  I also had a difficult time not
thinking about what happened between Tim and me earlier.  My bum still
tingled from his cock fucking me, and I could feel his load still seeping
from my boy pussy.  I not only had to fight the urge to rip off my shorts
right there in the front seat and start fingering my pussy, but I had to
really focus on something other than just losing my cherry to keep my cock
from ripping free.
       "What's got you all pre-occupado son?"  My dad asked, his hand
squeezing my neck.  "You're wriggling around over there like you have a
load of ants in your pants.  Something you want to talk about?"
       Now my dad and I have a great relationship.  He is older than most
of my friends dad's, but that doesn't bother me.  My dad and I have fun no
matter what we do and have even gotten in trouble with mom for being all
crazy sometimes.  He's wicked smart and really good with his hands.  I know
I can talk to him about anything and he'll never judge me.
       Like a couple years back I was trying out for little league.  My mom
announced one afternoon that dad was taking me to get an athletic
supporter.  When I asked what that was, she just muttered 'oh ask your
father.'
       Dad took me the next day to a huge sporting goods store and quickly
found a box with a picture of a man wearing what looked like real skimpy
underwear.  He picked out one for me and one for him as he was going to be
an assistant coach.
       Back at home, he told me to go to my room and try it on, just to be
sure it fit.  Well, needless to say, I was really confused.  Luckily, dad
knocked on my door after a few minutes asking if everything was OK.  When I
said no, he quietly came in to find me in just my briefs, one hand holding
the 'jock' as he called it and the other holding a weird plastic padded
cup.
       He chuckled and gave me a hug.  Sitting on the edge if my bed, he
took the cup and jock telling me to take my undies off.  I did as I was
told.  It was nothing new really to undress in front of him.  I did it when
we went camping in the summer.
       Dad then held the jock open and helped guide my legs where they
needed to be, pulling the not so soft fabric, up to my hips.  He turned me
around, his rough fingers straightening the leg straps around my cheeks.
He then knelt and turned me to face him, his fingers slipping into the
pouch, pulling it down and adjusting how my boy parts fit in it.
       I felt his fingers graze my young cock and rub against my boy balls,
but I didn't think anything about it.  He stood up and opened my closet
door, motioning me to come stand in front of the big mirror on the inside
of the door.
       He stood behind me explaining what a jock was and how it should look
and fit.  When he explained that it was worn to help protect your "family
Jewels," he cupped mine with his large hand, giving them a nice squeeze.
My cock springing to attention at his touch.  This made him laugh
playfully.
       He attempted to slide the plastic cup into the pouch on the front of
the jock, but my boy boner made it nearly impossible.  He left me, telling
me to deal with my "issue" as I deemed fit.  I knew what he meant as we'd
had "the talk" about six months earlier.

       Now here I was sitting with him in his truck as we headed home.  My
boy cock about to burst from my shorts and a huge load of man cum trying to
leak from my boy pussy, and I knew I couldn't tell him.
       "I hope we get home before your mother does," his voice chuckled.
       "Huh?  Why?"  I turned looking at him with a questioning look.
       "So you have time to get in the house, without her seeing that."
His eyes darted to my crotch, then up to look into mine.  I looked down and
to my horror a whole inch of my boy cock was sticking out from the leg of
my shorts!  Skin peeled back, dark red head looking all slick and wet.  I
froze seeing it, not sure what to do.
       "Now I know what's got you all fubuzzled.  Oh, the joys of being
young..."  Dad laughed shaking his head.  "So what is the cause?  I mean I
know I'm your old man, but damn, son, something major must have happened to
cause... um, that."  I looked down to see my cock was now leaking pre onto
my thigh.
       "Nothing," I mumbled.  "Sometimes it just happens OK?"
       Dad motioned he was sorry and put both hands on the wheel.  We rode
in silence the rest of the way home.  Me dashing from the truck as soon as
he put it in park, running inside to my room.

       I was quick to strip off my clothes, shirt, shorts, sneakers and
socks flying in all directions.  I fell to my bed and began a slow stroking
of my cock.  I watched in fascination as my foreskin rolled up over my
head.  Then as seeing it retract, moving over my head as I pulled it down.
       My mind went to Tim's cock and remembering how sexy his cock looked
as he pulled his skin back exposing the head of his cock.  The feel of his
big man cock as he fucked it into me.  The feeling of him shooting his load
deep in my boy pussy.
       Then the feeling I had as I walked naked through the men's locker
room and the guys that checked me out.  How I wanted to be there now,
strutting around naked, their eyes watching me.  I imagined glancing
touches as I passed them.  Their hands brushing against my young cock.
       I was losing control.  My balls were tight to the base of my cock,
my hand stroking up and down fast.  I arched my back, lifting my ass off
the bed.  I humped my cock into my fist, moaning quietly as I neared
orgasm.  Then with a final mighty thrust, I came.  My cum blasted out of my
cock, showering me its hot wetness.
       My bedroom door opened and my dad walked in.
       "Hey kiddo, I just..." his words stopping as he stood there watching
his son shoot a massive load of cum all over his body.




       Author's note - I hope you enjoyed the story.  Feel free to drop me
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       Email me at strike1463@aol.com

       Faithfully,
       Little Wolf