Date: Tue, 26 Oct 2010 07:24:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Jones <johnthomassandiego@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cody Enters My Life, Part 24

Cody Enters My life
By John
johnthomassandiego@yahoo.com


This series of completely fictional work could be categorized in either the
Gay Male Authoritarian section, or the Adult Youth Section of the Nifty
Archives.  You must be of legal age where you reside in order to view this.
If you are offended by material pertaining to the humiliation, spanking,
punishment, or sexual abuse of adult males, do not read this.  If you are
offended by material pertaining to sexual relationships between an adult
male and a teen boy, then do not read it either.


I slept in until 9, then was awakened by Cody shaking my shoulders.

"Dad!....... DAD wake up" he said.  I woke up and looked around to see what
was wrong.

"What's wrong Cody" I asked.

"Nothing dad but its late and I want to go do stuff" he said.

I said "for that you woke me up"? then grabbed him and tickled his sides
for several minutes while he struggled and gasped and laughed hysterically.

"OK Son, I'll call room service to bring something up and have the car
readied. Let's get cleaned up".

We were both cleaned up and coming out in our robes 20 minutes later when
breakfast arrived.  I tipped the hotel staff who brought the breakfast, and
then Cody and I ate.  Afterward I asked him "OK Son, what's on for today"?

"Dad, I want to go to Marin and Stinson Beach and the Muir Woods" he said.

"OK Son, but let's get a picnic lunch packed first" and I called down to
have it ready and waiting in the car.

I looked outside and it was a bit cloudy and cool so we dressed warmly and
I told Cody to also bring his rain gear.

The morning traffic was over, so we made Marin pretty quickly.  After
wandering around for a time, Cody decided that for now he was more
interested in our other stops and we went to Stinson Beach.

The fog was rolling in and it gave the jutting rocks of Stinson beach a
surreal appearance.  Cody couldn't get enough of it, knowing little of the
ocean, and so we spent hours there.  He was even treated to seeing the
large seals that inhabit that part of the coast, several with big scars on
them where they had encountered sharks.  Cody asked me what happened to
them, and I explained about the sharks and the food chain and how things
work in the Wild.

We had a pleasant, if damp, picnic lunch then continued to check things
out, until Cody asked if we could please go see the Redwoods.  I said of
course, and we were off to Muir Woods.

As usual, Muir woods was both crowded, and drizzling.  With our rain gear
on, we wandered around the Redwoods. Cody was in awe that a tree could be
that big, and eagerly read the little displays about the trees.  I probably
took 50 pictures of him, panning for the camera, and just being a happy
overexcited kid.

As it was approaching 4 pm, we got on the road to try to beat the traffic
across the Golden Gate.  Unfortunately we did not, so we stopped off at
Golden Gate Park to look at the bridge and fabulous view of San Francisco.
Cody was excited about the Bridge and how it was constructed, as he had
also been reading about this.  I told him that we would download the
History Channel special on it when we got back to the hotel and watch it
together.

We got back on the road, and it took an hour to reach the hotel. On the
way, I had decided we both needed a treat, so I called the hotel and had
two masseurs arranged for after dinner.

Being a kid, Cody wanted pizza rather than something fancy, so we found a
place and ate.  He demolished a large Pizza himself, reminding me of how
much he was growing.  I had a half pitcher of beer, and was nicely buzzed
when the car took us back.

Waiting in the room were two masseurs, dressed in traditional white, with
the tables laid out for both of us.  There was a top sheet on each, but I
undressed and just lay down on top of it, and Cody followed suit. It is
probably just me, but I think the masseurs spend half the time pulling
sheets around to protect modesty that I don't have, so I always just lie on
top of the sheets.  Additionally, I am not ashamed of my body and did not
want Cody to be ashamed of his.

We were massaged in stereo over the next 2 hours, and Cody was essentially
asleep when it ended.  I carried him off to bed, and then tipped the
masseurs.  By now it was 10 pm. The show about the building of the Golden
Gate would have to wait for another evening.

Though I was tired, I wanted to train my bitch Mike some more, so I went
down to the car and headed off to his seedy hotel.

Mike was kneeling, naked, as previously arranged.  He had his leather gear
arranged and had done a reasonable job of getting it clean.  I snapped on
the collar and leash, had him put on the revealing leather shorts, and then
took him out for a walk.

The first people we saw were two homeless kids.  Both looked to be older
than Cody, and they were pretty clean for homeless kids.  They asked me
where I was taking my "faggot" and I said that I was out to humiliate him.
The two boys looked at each other and asked if they could help, and I said
sure, and we all stepped into a poorly lit alley.

I told the bitch to strip, and he did so, immediately popping an
erection. The two boys laughed and said "guess he's into it" I assured them
that he was, and that they could do anything safe to him.  They said
"ANYTHING?" and I replied yes, that is what I had said.

Both boys dropped their jeans and shorts, revealing erections.  The younger
looking of the two had a long but skinny circumcised dick; the older of the
two who had some chest and body hair, had a short but fairly thick
uncircumcised cock.

They told the Bitch to get on his knees, and then he sucked the younger
boy.  The boy said "Hey, he's not doing it right, can we punish him"?

I replied that of course they could, and the older boy went and got his
belt.  It was light enough to see that Mike had lost the redness from our
prior evening of fun.

The older boy then doubled over his belt and starting swinging it as hard
and fast as he could on my slave's bared ass.  Each blow left an obvious
loop mark, and slave Mike was sucking for all he was worth.  The younger
boy blew a load after about 5 minutes, and then switched places with the
older one.  The younger one could not whip as hard, but he did his best
while Mike chocked on his friend's thick cock.  Eventually the older boy
also blew a load.

I ordered Mike to thank each of the boys for their gift, and he thanked
each one, addressing them as Sir.

"No problem bitch" they both said, as they got dressed and went down the
street laughing.

Mike got his shorts on and we continued our walk.  There was a bathhouse
that we stopped in front of, and I checked us both in getting only our
lockers and towels.

Mike kept his collar and leash on, but was paraded bare assed for all to
see.  I made him spot for me while I lifted in the gym, and a crowd
developed to watch me working out, spotted by a freshly belted young hot
slave.

After my workout, I took Mike into a room with a sling. Putting on a
condom, I stared down at my 21 year old slave, ass hanging over the edge of
the sling.  My cock rested against the moist opening and I looked into his
eyes.  Mike's boyish face, tight nipples, 8 pack abdomen, and lithe body
quievered in anticipation of what he knew was coming.

I rammed my dick in as hard as he could and he cried out "Ooooh". Then,
using the swing so that my bitch rocked back and forth and all I had to do
was stand with my thick 8 inch uncut rod up his pussy, I rode the boy as an
audience gathered.

Mike was soon moaning with pleasure and saying "Please Sir... Oh
God... Fuck me Sir... Oh fuck...". At that moment I shot my load, but to my
dismay, so did Mike. He shot 5 spurts, landing from the top of his head to
the top of his abdomen.

"Bitch", I screamed... "Did I give you permission to cum Bitch"?

"No Sir, Sorry Sir... it was an accident Sir... I swear" he whined.

"What happens to you when you cum without permission boy"? I asked.

"I get punished Sir... but please Sir not here in front of everyone" he
whined.

"Boy, you will not tell me where or when to punish you.  You should have
thought about this before you shot that miserable load" I said.

I then announced that I would be taking my errant slave to the showers for
punishment, and about a dozen guys followed me.  I went to my locker and
got out a belt, but used it to tie Mike's hands to the shower head.  Then I
took my towel and wet the end.

In High School I was famous for being able to use a rat tail better than
anyone.  I could raise a welt with it.

Taking aim at Mike's balls and dick, I snapped the towel hard.  He yelped
as a livid red strip came up on his thigh.  I had missed.

Taking aim again, I landed a perfect rat tail on his balls. He screamed out
and writhed and twisted.

"Boy, now any of the other men here who were offended by your behavior can
do the same thing" I said.

One by one ten guys took aim. Some were better at it than others, but all
connected with his dick, balls, or both.  Mike was screaming and writhing
after each one so the whole thing took about 10 minutes as he had to stop
moving before the next guy could take aim.  At the end he had a bright red
and swollen scrotum.

I released Mike and had him shower me, then himself.  Dressing, we went
outside where I dumped him on the sidewalk and headed back to the hotel.

When I got back, Cody was lying on his bed, still bare after the massage,
but fast asleep.  I took him in as I stared at my sleeping son, and again
noticed that this boy was growing fast, and not only in height. He must
have been dreaming, as he had a full erection.  My son had grown to well
over 7 inches and while not as thick as me, was clearly getting there
quickly.  I took out a blanket and covered him, then went to bed myself.