Date: Mon, 28 Apr 2008 06:00:50 -0700 (PDT)
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Subject: Cowboys and Indians Chapter 3 gay high school terry jeff

Cowboys and Indians
Chapter 3
By Terry Jeff



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Scotty and John were still sleeping in bed naked when
there was a knock on the door to the room they were
both sharing this semester.  Scotty climbed out of the
bed pulling on his boxers and opened the door.
"Hello, Scotty,  Is John up out of bed yet?" asked
John's dad.  "No, he still sleeping.  Let me get
dressed and I leave you two alone for a while, sir."

Scotty left the room leaving John's dad standing there
looking at his son laying naked on his stomach.  He
sat down on the edge of the bed placing his hands on
his son's smooth inner thighs.  Running up the fleshy
smooth muscles to the firm tight ass that he had
watched the night before as he got screwed by Scotty
on stage.

He leaned kissing the lower back and licking up to the
neck of his son.  John moaned and said, "Scotty, that
feels so good."

"I hope it does." said the dad.  John jumped turning
over with his hard on sticking up between his legs.
"I'm really glad you enjoyed yourself last night and
especially with Scotty."  He pulled his own son up to
a sitting position.  Leaned in and kissed him on the
lips.  His hands moved down his sides, up across his
son's tight abs, and up to his nipples.  John's blue
eyes watched as his dad's hands moved all over his
body.  He let out a moan as his dad leaned over and
sucked on his nipples.  John's arms encircled his
dad's neck holding on tightly as they maneuvered back
and forth on the edge of the bed.  John could feel
something hard pushing into him from his dad's pant
covered lap he was sitting on, he reached down and
gave it a squeeze and his old man let out a moan of
pure pleasure


John's ass was wedged between his dad's knees.
Leaning back onto the bed spread out and touching the
railing of the bed post.  He grabbed one and held on
tight as his body began to be driven wilder by his
father's roaming fingers which were now centered on
his son's hard teen penis.   His fingers were wrapped
tightly around the base and slowly jacked up to the
tip and back to the balls.  Slapping noise could be
heard in the hallway the way the were going at it.
John wiggled his butt on his dad's lap pushing on the
hard rod still confined in his pants.  John's dad for
one moment let his son's hard cock, and John fell
between his legs.   his face looking right at the old
man's crotch.  He reached up unbuttoning the snap and
loosened the belt pulling it out.  Slowly pulling out
the shirt from all the way around the pants.  Going up
the front of the shirt he undid the buttons until he
had the whole thing off his daddy's muscular chest.
His dad had a hairy chest which caused John to rub his
fingers through the hair to the nipples pinching one
and then the other.  He placed his face over a nipple
only to get a mouth full of hair until he wet it down.

His dad stood up letting John pulled down his pants
and his underwear at the same time.  John's eyes grew
wide to look at his naked dad standing there with his
seven inch thick rock hard cock sticking up towards
the ceiling.  They both put their cock together and
begin to jack to off with their other hand playing
with the others ass cheeks.  Their bodies grinding
into each other hot, sweaty, wet with perspiration and
a little a bit of oil from the night before.

"Dad, do you want to make love like Scotty did to me
last night? asked John.

"Son, I will do anything for you that will make you
happy and never will harm you.  You just have to say
stop and we stop what we are doing.  Do you
understand, son?"

John's dad licked two of his fingers sticking one
inside John's ass wiggling it around and letting him
get use to the finger.  John said, "It feels find."
Another finger went in and John tightened up his cheek
muscles as he gripped on the second finger with a
little more of a apprehensive nature this time.  "You
all right son?"

"Yes, Are you going to do three?"

"I'm going to widen this first and get your love chute
ready for three when it time."  He moved his fingers
in and out, back and forth, and up and down.  John was
squirming on the bed with his long black hair across
the white pillow.

Finally John's dad grabbed his son's knees and pulled
them up exposing John red puckered hole to the whole
room.  He placed his precum soaked cock head up
against his son's tight boy hole.  He rubbed it up and
down and eventually felt John push up while he pushed
down.  The head of his dad's cock popped inside and he
could feel the thickness of it as it slid down in his
round hole.  Deeper and deeper it went until it
touched something special that made John jump.  "What
was that Dad?"  "It felt so good."

"Son, every boy has a prostate gland, that's a special
spot for touching when you having sex, it makes it
more pleasurable when you feel it again and again over
and over."

"Dad, I want that feeling now. Please Dad."

"Son, I notice your keeping you hands up by the bed
post.  Did you enjoy being tied up last night?"

"Yes, I did. Dad.  It felt awesome."

Dad reached down to his shoes pulling the laces out of
them and tied one hand to the string and wrapped the
other around the post then he tied John's other hand
to the bed post as well.

He leaned over and Kiss John's lips and begin to fuck
him harder and faster.  The bed was shaking against
the wall as their bodies moved with the force of the
man pressing his huge thick hard man cock into his
son's small boy hole.  Sweat was dripping off the face
of the dad into John's face.  He lent down to lick the
salty taste of the sweat but kept up his hard and fast
pace.

All of sudden John's body arched up and begin to
tremble from his toes going up his body.  Then he
exploded between their bodies hitting his son's face
and arms that were tied up to the bed post.  What a
perfect picture that made.

John's ass cheeks tightened up and clenched down on
his dad's hard cock wedged into his tight young hole.
It started the reaction of shooting and shooting
filling up John's cavity.  It was leaking out from the
hole on to the bed.  John could feel it running down
his ass cheeks as his dad withdrew his still hard cock
from his son's ass.

He leaned up and kissed him on the cheeks and then the
lips.  He said, "I love you son.  You will enjoy this
school as much as I did when I was a boy."

He reached up, but before he untied the string from
John's hands.  He took out his phone camera and took
several pictures to remember him and his first time.

He untied the string and helped him get cleaned up in
the shower in the room.  John got dressed in the
school uniform that was hanging in the closet.  They
were about to leave the dorm room when there was a
knock on the door.  It was Scotty.  "Did you two have
some fun?  Maybe next time I can join in also."

John's dad said,  "That would be great to have you
join in on the fun.  We would Love it."

Dad said, "Good bye and left for office."

The two boys Scotty and John in their school uniforms
left for some breakfast and early morning classes.  It
was a new beginning to learning many knew things in
John's life.  He was open minded and he had to be if
he planned to go to school here.





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