Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2010 21:59:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: Trained By The Best part 11

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are no STD's.   In the FANTASY world I have created in this
series there also are no legal or emotional consequences of
forced sex with minors by adults, older teens and family
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                     Trained By The Best

                           Part 11


     This job sucks, if my Dad hadn't pulled all the strings
and tricked me into this, I could be out with my bud's
having fun right now.  In stead I'm sitting here at `PIZZA-
ETC' waiting for the phone to ring on a Sunday Afternoon.
My new car, 16th b-day present from Dad, is sitting out in
the parking lot baking in the sun.  When Dad gave me the
car, I was thrilled until Dad told me about this job.  He
said he'd arranged it so I could pay for my insurance and
gas and shit.  I said I'd find my own job but he argued that
I couldn't find another job that would schedule me around my
sports.
      I liked sports; Dad was obsessed with them.  He'd
played basket ball in college, thought he was going to go
Pro, but it didn't happen.  So he came back here to teach PE
and coach.  I was his second chance to make it as an
athlete.  He'd had me in everything he could get me into
since I was a little kid:  Little League, Pee Wee Football &
Basketball at school.  They weren't enough for him.  He'd
started an intramural soccer league in the area because we
didn't have anything but Basketball at school.  In between
he'd had me out in the garage, his private home gym, pumping
weights before I started kindergarten. That's why he thought
this job was perfect.  The owner of `PIZZA-ETC' was one of
Dad's Friday Night Poker Buddy's and had agreed to schedule
me around all my games and practices.  So I was stuck here
every Sunday afternoon and a few weekday evenings, when
nobody in this town ordered food for delivery.  I got paid
crap to answer the phones and counted on delivery tips.
Some shift's I never left the stool, so I didn't make much
in tips.
     The phone rang and it startled me, 15 minutes more and
I would have gone through the whole afternoon without even
one call.  It was Roger, one of my soccer team mates.  He
ordered four pizzas, a bucket of wings and five two liter
sodas.  I asked him what was going on and he told me they
were having a pool party.  I told him I'd heard he was
having one yesterday, after our game, but that my Dad
wouldn't let me go.
     I got the order written up and charged to his brother's
AmEx Card (didn't know he was in town) and told Roger I'd be
by with it in about 45 minutes.  Roger said the pool party
just kind of happened and since some of the guys didn't have
their suits with them they were all skinny dipping.  Roger
asked if I'd be freaked out if he answered the door in just
a towel.  I told him I thought I could handle seeing his
scrawny ass in a towel.  He laughed, said, "See you in forty
five", and hung up.
    When I got to Roger's house with the Pizza, wings and
soda I was so loaded down I could barely ring the bell.  I
waited a while and when the door finally opened all I could
see was Roger's head and shoulders above the pizza boxes.
Roger asked if I could carry everything down the stairs and
out to the pool.  I said sure so he pulled the door open
wide for me and stepped aside.  When I walked by Roger, I
saw that he wasn't wearing a towel; his prick was hanging
out in the front hall.  It wasn't really hanging though, it
looked like he had a little chubby on and it was sticking
out more than it was hanging.
     Roger followed me down the stairs and into his room
then ran around me to pull the door to the pool deck open.
I stepped out on the pool deck and could hear there was a
group out there, but couldn't see anybody.  Roger took the
pizza boxes out of my hands and there everybody was at the
side of the pool just a few feet in front of me.  I looked
down at them and saw a scene that was not to be believed.
    A kid from school, a freshman was sitting on the side
of the pool with his feet dangling in the water, and his
head thrown back.  He would have been looking up at me but
his eyes were squeezed shut.  He had his mouth opened and he
looked like he was screaming, but he wasn't making any
sound.  In the pool in front of the kid was Roger's little
brother.  What the little guy was doing explained the look
on the freshman's face.  The freshman's prick was buried,
balls deep, in the little guys mouth.  The little guy was
grinding his nose into the freshman's pubes and had his
eye's turned up, staring at something.  I guessed the
freshman's prick was gushing scum into the little guy.
     The freshman's brother, one of the guy's on the soccer
team, was behind the little guy, plowing into his ass.  Two
more of my team mates were standing behind watching and
Roger's older brother, Rob, was standing beside them talking
to the freshman.  If what I was looking at was a shock, what
I was hearing was,...well,.
     Rob said to the freshman, "Good boy, feed Baby Bro;
give him all you've got left in your balls while your
brother pumps the Baby Bro's gut full."  I saw Rob's Prick
was hard and he was stroking it while watching the
freshman's prick pumping into the little guy.
     When the freshman was through, the little guy pulled up
off the freshman's prick and said, "The pizza guy's here".
I realized then that he'd been staring at me because when he
said that, I saw his eyes were locked on my crotch.
Noticing that, I also now noticed that my prick was hard and
snaking down the leg of my boxers.
     Everybody scrambled out of the pool and headed for the
food except Roger.  He was standing beside me, looking at
me.  Roger waited a second and then said, "I wasn't sure
what you'd think about this, but from what I see happening
in your jeans, I think you liked what you saw.  Squirts a
great little cock sucker, and fucking that hole is not to be
missed.  Judging by the look he just gave you, I think
you're welcome to it after he eats."
     I looked over at the guys crowding around the food.
They were all wet from the pool, dripping water everywhere.
The Squirt was dripping wet like everybody else, but it
looked like something other than water was running down the
backs of his legs.  It looked like it was scum, leaked out
from between his ass cheeks.  After a few second's Roger
said, "If you want some of that, strip down and join the
fun."
    As Roger walked toward the food I shucked my clothes
and headed for the little guy, my hard prick pointing the
way.  I walked up behind him and put my hands on his
shoulders, he was such a little guy, and I was so tall (6'4"
with a few more years too grow) that my Prick was nudging
him in the back, just below his neck.  With a piece of pizza
in one hand and a glass of soda in the other, the little guy
turned his head to look up at me and he smacked my Prick
with his chin.  He gave the head a lick and said he wanted
to finish his pizza first.  Then turned and went back to
eating his pizza.
     He finished his pizza, chugged his soda, turned around
and sucked the head of my prick into his mouth.  My first
thought was that his mouth was cold from the soda; I liked
that.   The little guy went to work right away, trying to
get all the way down on my Prick.  I'm a lot bigger than the
freshman he'd just been deep-throating; the little guy was
making slow progress at first and I was enjoying every
second of it.
     I have a pretty big prick.  Dad say's his is the
biggest prick he's ever seen hard and I have the biggest
prick he's ever seen hard on a kid.  I think mine's really
bigger than his, but he won't admit it.  Dad once told me
the only kid he'd ever seen hard with a prick even close to
as big as mine was Steve, the son of one of Dad's Poker
Night Buds.  I guess Dad's seen lot's of hard teen pricks in
the showers at school.  Most guys end up sporting wood in
the locker room now and then.
     Just then, though, as big as my Prick is, the little
guy was doing a pretty good job going down on it and made it
look like it wasn't all that much for him to swallow.  The
rest of the guys at the party were standing around, eating
pizza & wings and watching the little guy suck my Prick into
his face.  Rob was coaching him, telling him to relax, take
a deep breath, suck in a little more than the last time,
stay there for a moment then pull back and breathe.  With
Robs coaching, which I'm not sure the little guy really
needed, it didn't take long before the little guy made it
all the way and had his nose mashed into my bush. Once the
little guy had swallowed me all the way down the guys
watching let him know they were impressed and Rob gave him a
pat on his ass.
     When the little guy pulled back for air, Rob picked him
up and carried him over to a lounge chair.  Rob put the
little guy on the chair, on his hands and knees facing the
back of the chair, and then told me to straddle the chair
facing the little guy.  I stepped over the chair and rested
my ass on the head rest.  That put my prick right in front
of the little guy's mouth.  He gobbled me down again; all
the way in one gulp.  This angle made it easier for the
little guy to take my prick down his throat.  I don't think
Rob had moved us to make the prick sucking easier though.
As soon as Rob had the little guy on the lounge chair, even
before my Prick was back down his throat, Rob was behind the
little guy ready to plow into his hole.
     Once Rob had his prick buried in the little guy's hole
and started fucking, all I had to do was relax, watch and
enjoy.  Rob's pounding into the little guy was pushing his
face back and forth on my prick.  Rob got a nice steady
rhythm going and the little guy just went with the flow;
sucking in air through his nose while sucking on the head of
my prick when Rob pulled back then opening up and letting my
prick slide down his throat when Rob pushed in.  The feel of
the little guy's mouth and throat was great.  So was the
sight of my Prick sliding in and out of the little guy's
face.  At the same time I got to watch Rob pounding into his
Baby Brother and listen to Rob tell his `Baby Bro' how good
it all was.
     When Rob started telling the little guy that he was
going to, ".Breed my Baby Bro's hole again", I couldn't hold
back.  I started to pump scum into that sucking mouth and
throat at the same time Rob was filling the other end.  Rob
kept pounding while he was breeding his hole, so the little
guy caught some of my scum in his mouth while some of it
sprayed right into his belly. When we were both through
pumping into the little guy Rob pulled out, backed away and
sat down on the end of another lounge chair.  The little guy
was still sucking so hard on the head of my prick, trying to
get every last drop of my scum, it hurt.  I swung a leg over
his head, my prick slid out of his mouth and I went to sit
next to Rob.  Sitting next to Rob on that lounge chair I had
a great view as two of the other guys took our places in
front of and behind the little guy, plugged their pricks in
his holes and started fucking.
    Every guy there took a turn at one of the little guys
holes; two at a time, one in each hole.  The second pair,
after Rob and I, were the two brothers who were doing the
little guy when I got there.  This time they'd switched
holes; the freshman was pounding the little guy's ass while
his older brother was getting his prick sucked.  They made
this time last.  It seemed like neither of them wanted to be
the first to get off in the little guy.  When the brother
getting his prick sucked couldn't hold off any more and
sluiced in the little guy's throat the freshman waited till
his brother's balls were completely drained before taking a
few fast jabs into the other end and then announcing he was
breeding his hole.
     Roger quickly took the open spot in the little guys
mouth.  Roger plugged his prick in then leaned back and let
the little guy go to work.  When the freshman pulled his
Prick out of the little guy's ass, Rob told me it was my
turn to try out his Baby Bro's best hole.  I stepped up
behind the little guy and spread his ass open with my hands.
I thought I'd seen scum leaking out earlier; now the little
guy's hole was wide open, with scum dripping out and running
down his legs.  The cushion on the chair was wet between the
little guys knees, soaked with the scum that was being
pumped into the little guys ass over and over, only to be
squished out by the next prick to fuck him.
     I was standing there looking at how little the kid was
and how big my prick is, thinking that I would hurt him when
Roger said, "go ahead, dive in; Squirt is an experienced
little cock and cum slut, that hole wants everything you've
got to give it."
     I wasn't convinced that the little guy would really
want a prick the size of mine in there, but I was sure that
my Prick wanted to sink into that hole.  I stepped up behind
the little guy, put the head of my prick at his hole and
leaned forward.  The little guy's hole was slick with scum
and opened up from all the fucking, but it was still a snug
fit for my prick.  When the head popped in, I thought the
little guy made a noise; it was hard to tell with Roger's
prick buried in the little guy's throat.  Roger told me,
"Keep going, Squirt can take it; bury that big fucker in
that hole and enjoy the ride".
    I kept pushing and my Prick slid in, slow and steady.
It felt like the little guy was trying to scoot away from my
prick, but he didn't really have any where to go.  It
sounded like he was trying to protest, but the way his hole
felt on my prick, I really didn't care.  I wanted to feel
that tight hole wrapped around every inch of my prick.  Rob
was watching the action from his chair, but got up and came
over to rub the little guys back and tell him to relax.  I
could feel the little guy squirming like he wanted to get
away from my prick and so could Rob.  Rob just kept rubbing
the little guys back and watching my Prick slowly sink into
the little guy's hole.  When I was almost all the way in Rob
leaned down close to the little guy's ear and said, "You're
almost there Baby Bro, you've just about got it all, now
just push like you want to push it out."
     That did it; the last two inches of my prick sank into
the little guy and I felt my nuts press against his.  I just
held still there, feeling all of my prick wrapped in that
tight, hot hole.  I heard Rob and Roger telling the little
guy how good he'd done and how hot it was to see his hole
swallow my prick all the way.  I looked down at the sight of
my bush mashed against the little guy's ass and started
fucking the little guy.  Watching my prick slide in and out
of that stretched out little hole was so hot I couldn't hold
back.  I started fucking the little guy hard and fast,
watching my prick ramming in and out the whole time.  Long
before I wanted it to end I was breeding that  hole.  It was
already so full of scum, and my prick, that scum was oozing
out of his hole around my prick as fast as I pumped it in.
     When I finished, I was too drained to move. I stood
there with my prick buried in the little guy's hole and
watched while Roger fed his little brother his scum. After
Roger had pulled out of the little guys face and climbed off
of the chair I started to ease my prick out of the little
guy's hole.  I stopped when I heard a voice behind me say,
"That's the biggest Dick that I've seen breed the little
slut yet".