Date: Thu, 22 May 2003 01:37:57 EDT
From: SLIPMAHONEY57@aol.com
Subject: "A Day In The Life Of Ward Cleaver"
OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: The characters in this story, based on the popular
vintage sitcom, "LEAVE IT TO BEAVER", are FICTIONAL, created by Bob Mosher
and Joe Connely; "Leave It To Beaver" is a Kayro production, copyrighted by
Revue Studios.( I dedicate this story to Dave...Dave, enjoy, good buddy!!)
Ward Cleaver, one of Mayfield's most respected men, rummaged around
around in the lower drawers of the desk in his den, hunting down some papers
he needed for an important business meeting Monday morning. June and the
Beaver were not home, having taken the bus out to Aunt Martha's for the
weekend. Eddie Haskell was upstairs with Wally, watching a baseball game on
the new portable TV that Ward and June had bought Wally for his high-school
graduation present. As Ward still rummaged
around in the bottom drawers of the desk, hunting for his elusive contract
papers, he muttered to himself.
With his back to the
door of his den, he had no idea that both Wally and Eddie were standing
there, thier flys unzipped, slowly stroking thier hard teen cocks.
"You were right, Wally," Eddie whispered, "Your old man really does
have a nice-looking ass!" Wally, busy stroking his own lube-slick shaft,
whispered back "Yeah, Eddie, but keep it down, you don't want my Dad to hear
us." At that precise moment,
Ward, having found his papers, stood up and turned around, to see both his 18
year old son and his wise-guy pal Eddie Haskell standing there, thier chinos
open, thier hard cocks in thier hands. Both young men were frozen to the
spot.
They were surprised when
Ward didn't go totally haywire. He simply leaned against his desk, folded his
arms in front of him and said, "Well, boys, I see the ball game must be
over.......just what were you boys up to?
Eddie Haskell, ever the ass-kisser, answered, "Well, You
see Mr. Cleaver....Wallace and I were just........" "Just WHAT, Eddie?", Ward
interrupted. When Eddie didn't reply, Ward resumed, "I'll tell you what I
think, Eddie....I think you and Wally were masturbating while you looked at
my ass when I was bending over the desk......am I right?"
Eddie made no reply. Wally stammered, "Uh, gee
whiz, Dad, we were....." Wally got no further. "Wally, at 18, I thought you
would have been man enough to come right out and tell me how you felt.
Honesty is part of maturity, Wally. You should know that by now. You too,
Eddie."
Before either Wally or Eddie could reply, Ward unbuckled the
belt of his suit pants and slid them down his hairy legs. Then, he slid them
off over his wing-tip shoes, dark-blue socks, and garters. He folded his
pants neatly on his desktop, and then turned around to face the errant young
men.
"All right, boys," Ward said, his eyes glaring at them, "since you seem to
like my ass so much, I'll just bend over my desk here, and let you do
whatever you want. Sexuality is nothing to be ashamed of, boys, and you'll
find that sex with other guys is a LOT better than having sex with a
girl.....you have all the fun you want, PLUS you don't have to worry about
getting a girl preganant."
With that, Ward turned around and bent over the desktop. Ward's green-striped
boxers were VERY snug, and the contours of Ward's round, compact buns were
very well-defined by the green-striped cotton shorts. Wally and Eddy couldn't
believe it. "Well, Wally, what the fuck are we waitin' for," Eddie
sneered "Your old man said his ass is ours...let's get started!" Both Wally
and Eddie shucked thier chinos, tossing them aside. Thier bone-hard teen
cocks tented up the crotches of thier sweaty boxers, lube stains beginning to
spread across the patterned material. Without
another word, Wally and Eddie Haskell dropped to thier knees, and brushed
aside Ward's shirt-tail. The two ass-hungry young men started licking up and
down the stripes of Ward's shorts, and soon the well-rounded seat of Ward's
boxers was soaked with the boy's spit. Niether talked, simply moaned a lot as
they ate Ward's manly ass through his shorts. Meanwhile, Ward's hairy hand
was in the fly of his shorts, slowing fisting his lube-drooling nine incher.
"C'mon Wally,
let's get your old man's shorts down...I wanna see if his butt is as hairy as
his legs!" Eddie chuckled. So Wally and Eddie hooked thier fingers under the
waistband of Ward's spit-soaked undershorts, and pulled them down and off
over his shoes.
"Fuck, Wally," Eddie
growled, "Your old man's ass is REALLY hairy!!" Wally felt an electric jolt
shoot through his aching young cock as he felt the hairy curves of his dad's
ass for the first time. "Man, Eddie," Wally replied "Dad's ass is even
hairier than Lumpy's!"
Ward's ass rode high,
twin mounds of firm, round, meaty, furry buttflesh. Ward gyrated his furry
butt, urging the boys to get back to business. Then Eddie leaned forward,
bringing his lean, weasel-like face closer to Ward's hairy ass. Now Eddie
could smell the heady combination of musky man-sweat, soap, a hint of
aftershave, and just a bit of pipe tobacco. His hard cock gushed another
clear blob of lube, staining his tented boxers.
Eddie pulled apart
Ward's buns, and his tight pucker was barely visible under the thick nest of
black hair. Without hesitating, Eddie dove right in, his hot tongue slowly
slithering through Ward's hairy, sweaty crack. "OOOHHHFFUCCCKKKKKKK!!" Ward
growled, as the tongue of his son's 18 year old buddy started probing his
hot, manly chute.
"Damn, Eddie," Wally
exclaimed, still yanking his hard seven incher "That looks so damn cool!"
Eddie replied, taking a brief respite, ""Well, whddaya waitin' for, Wally? I
need your help over here, pal!" So Wally dove in, and Ward nearly went out of
his mind as two hot young male tongues reamed out his hairy, sweaty ass.
Wally and Eddie were going wild, thier hot tongues dueling between Ward's
round, hairy buns, and the sounds of thier tongues slithering through all the
black, rasping hairs, made Ward stroke his fat cock even harder.
Suddenly
Eddie got an idea. "Uh, Say, Mr. Cleaver, " he began "You DID say that
Wallace and I could do ANYTHING to your ass, right Sir?" "Yes, I said that,
Eddie, so go ahead and do whatever you want...that goes for you too, Wally."
Eddie whispered into Wally's ear, and a wide grin
broke out on his face. "Uh, Dad, Eddie said he wants to whip your ass with
his belt while you give me a blowjob. Is that ok?"
Ward could NOT have been happier. He hadn't sucked a good, hard
cock since he blew Mr. Rutherford's fat beer-can cock in the locker room at
the country club after a golf game three weeks earlier. Yes, he was MORE than
ready to suck a good, hard cock! No matter that it was attatched to his 18
year old son! So Ward made room
for Wally, who sat on the edge of Ward's desk, his sparsley-haired legs
spread wide, his hard, slick cock sticking out of the fly of his sweaty,
lube-stained boxers. Wally moaned, feeling he was dreaming, as he watched his
dad's handsome, rugged face approach his crotch, and his manly lips parting
and then wrapping around the hard shaft of his oldest son.
"OOOHHFUCK, DAD, THAT'S FEELS
REALLY FAR-OUT!!" Wally groaned, as his handsome dad began slurping away on
his meaty cock. Meanwhile, Eddie had pulled his belt from his chinos and
doubled it up. "Man, Wally, Do you know how many times I wanted to do this to
my old man?" Pulling his arm back, Eddie swung the belt, and it lashed into
Ward Cleaver's hairy, quivering backside with a loud crack.
CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
His mouth full of Wally's cock, Ward moaned as Eddie thrashed his hairy
rump with the belt. Again and again, Eddie thrashed Ward Cleaver's furry ass
with the leather belt, and soon, Ward's meaty ass began to glow and sport hot
red stripes. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK
CRACK CRACK CRACK Eddie was whipping his pal's dad's
hairy ass like a maniac; how he had wanted to do this to his old man......not
to mention Lumpy Rutherford's big, plump buns!! His hard cock jutted out of
the fly of his boxers, begging, ACHING for release.
Wally's hands held onto Ward's head as he bobbed up and down on his son's
steel-hard manhood. Wally could see his dad was an experienced
cocksucker.....Wally could see how wrong he was for wanting to go all the way
with some of the chicks he used to date. Fuck, NOTHING could compare to
this!! Ward's nine-inch
shaft ground against the desktop, leaking sticky, clear lube onto the
desktop, as he continued to deep-throat Wally's cock. Ward's hairy ass, by
this time, felt as though it had been thoroughly paddled with a red-hot
frying pan, and his hairy buns were now glowing a deep red and well-striped.
Eddie threw down the belt, knowing it was now or
never.......................................
Ward growled deep in his throat, his mouth too stuffed with Cock
to yelp or cry out, as he felt Eddie Haskell's hard boner stretching his
tight sphincter. The last time Ward had been fucked was a few months ago,
when he was away on a business trip, and gotten his hairy ass royally screwed
by a VERY well-hung fellow executive who shared Ward's hotel room. Now he
moaned deep in his throat as his hairy ass swallowed more and more of Eddie's
rock-hard cock. When
Eddie's smooth balls were up against Ward's furry buns, he grabbed his manly
waist and started fucking like crazy; his teen sex-drive went out of control,
and he relentlessly fucked his pal's old man's ass, his cum-boiling nuts
smacking Ward's hairy, blistered buns with each forward thrust.
Wally squirmed on the
desktop as his dad deep-throated his pounding cock. He closed his eyes, lost
in total erotic bliss, feeling his dad's hot mouth tightly wrapped around his
young prick. Ward was furiously whacking off with one hand, his hard cock
throbbing so much it hurt. His prostate was bieng kicked into overdrive by
Eddie's pounding cock, and the tight, moist walls of Ward's rectum were
milking Eddie's cock like crazy, and the feel of Ward's ass-hairs scratching
Eddie's cock, was getting him close..........................
"JESUS, DAD, I'M
GONNA FUCKIN' SHOOT......GONNA REALLY FUCKIN'
SHOOT....AAWWWWYEAHHHHHH..UUGHHH.......SWALLOW MY HOT LOAD, DAD...SUCK THAT
BIG COCK!!" Wally cursed, the foul language he never dared to use before
getting both Ward and Eddie even hotter.
Wally raised his hips, humping his dad's face, as his balls blew,
and his thick shaft exploded in Ward's mouth. Hot, steaming jets of teen jizz
flooded Ward's hot mouth, dribbling down his chin to stain his tie and
shirtfront. With
his son's hot, shooting cock in his mouth, and his son's buddy fucking his
hairy ass, Ward couldn't hold back. Grunting and groaning like a wounded
Cro-Magnon hunter, his aching, hairy balls blew, and his hot, thick load of
dad-cum shot all over Wally's shirt and his boxers. Ward moaned as his angry,
overworked cock continue to splatter Wally. Ward could not believe this was
happening. As Ward shot his massive
load, his tight sphincter flexed and clutched Eddie's cock. "AAAWWFUCKKK, MR.
CLEAVER, TAKE THIS FUCKIN' LOAD UP YOUR HAIRY ASS...YEAH,
DADDY-O...AAWWCHRIISSTT,YESSSSS!!!!!" Eddie's cum-filled nuts blew as they
slapped against Ward's hairy, blistered ass, and his hard cock ejected geyser
after geyer of creamy, teen-age jizz deep between Ward's hairy buns.
When Wally felt his balls finally empty, he collapsed back on the desk, his
spent cock sliding out of Ward's cum-slick mouth.
Wally was surprised to hear his dad
say," Roll over on your stomach, Wally," but he obeyed. Ward then pulled down
Wally's sweaty boxers, and pulled them off, and he began rubbing and kneading
his son's pale, round, smooth asscheeks. Wally gasped as he felt his smooth
butt-cheeks bieng pried apart by Ward's strong hands, and a fesh erotic jolt
shot through his body as he felt Ward's tongue begin to lap at his
clean-tasting, lightly-haired pucker. Wally felt his sticky cock begin to
stiffen again... And Eddie had dropped to his knees, and had
pulled Ward's blistered, hairy buns apart and was now lapping up his hot jizz
as it dribbled out of Ward's hairy asshole. So massive was Eddie's cum load,
that it dribbled down Ward's hairy legs, staining the garters that held up
his socks. As Ward rimmed his son's firm, meaty ass, he
thought to himself, "June and the Beaver won't be home until late tomorrow
night....maybe I'll have Eddie call up his parents and ask them if he could
spend the night with Wally........AND his dad......" THE
END Hope you guys enjoyed reading this as I did writing it! Comments and
feedback are always welcome. And, remember the slogan of the Cleaver men,
"Leave It, It's Beaver!" :-)