Date: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 19:41:29 -0400
From: Benjamin Thurmond <benthar75@gmail.com>
Subject: A Father's Fantasies 2: Going on a Holiday

Introduction

This story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to people, names or
situations living or dead is completely coincidental and wholly from the
writer's imagination. The series "A Father's Fantasies" involves sex
between an adults and an underage youth. If this material is illegal in
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Preface to "Going On A Holiday"

The interesting things about fathers is that they are interested in
everything their sons do. If they are athletically gifted, they help them
with a particular sport. If they are mechanically inclined, they will help
with that.  If the boy enjoys music, an instrument is given to them.  And
fathers enjoy hearing their sons talk about their interest.  Now, if the
son is more inclined toward playing with other kinds of balls...is
interested in the mechanics of a throbbing shaft...or likes to beat on a
very special instrument, a good father helps with that, too.  And, again,
the father will enjoy listening to the boy's interest.

In this particular fantasy, a dad is recounting a holiday outing with his
sons and how the younger son describes what happened.  The reader is
invited to listen to this from the young boy's perspective...

***

I picked up my boys early from their mother's for an afternoon/evening
Memorial Day party down at the river. There would be a lot of people there
- maybe sixty or more; most of them I knew, but not all. Anyway, nine year
old Andrew and fourteen year old Mike were excited about it, knowing
there'd be some kids and teenagers. They knew there'd be beach volleyball,
hiking in the woods along the river, and there was always an adult willing
to give boat rides out on the river, and swimming from a sand-island in the
middle of the river.  Andrew wasn't expecting the extra ride he got. Here's
how he told it to me.

vvv

Mr. Adams was really nice. He got me drinks and helped me with lunch when
my hands were full.  When we were getting lunch, he and Mr. Peters were
talking to me, then Mr. Adams asked Mr.  Peters, "Do you like chicken?"

Mr. Peters smiled and told him, "You know what I like!"

Then Mr. Peters looked back at me and said, "Andrew, do you like wieners?"

I said, "Yeah! Are there some here?"

Both of them laughed and said, "Andrew, there are a lot of wieners here for
you. Big, juicy ones!"  I wasn't sure why they thought that was funny.

Later, Mr. Peters said that he and Mr. Adams were going out in their boat
and wondered if I would like a ride. I said, "I have to ask my daddy."

Mr. Peters told me, "I already asked your daddy and he said it was
ok. C'mon!"  We got into their boat and it was cool!  Mr. Adams let me sit
on his lap and drive it!

While I was sitting on Mr. Adam's lap, and we were bouncing on the water, I
realized that his thingy was hard and rubbing against my butt.  I looked up
at Mr. Adams and realized that he didn't mind if I was bouncing on it. I
guess it didn't hurt and i think he really liked it.  He'd put his fingers
through my hair like daddy does, and I wondered if his thingy was as big as
my daddy's.

There was a little hidden place along the river bank and Mr. Adams steered
us into it. It was neat.  I asked if pirates might have hidden treasure
here. Mr. Peters said there might be something I'd really like back
here. After the engine was turned off, I asked if we would hunt for
treasure. Mr Peters rubbed the private part of his swimming trunks and
said, "There's a treasure right hidden right in here, kid. Come and find
it."

My daddy taught me to do what a grown up tells me, so I went over to
Mr. Peters and I put my hand on his private. It was really hard!

"Take it out, Andrew," he told me.

I pulled his trunks down and his thingy jumped out at me.  He kicked off
the trunks and sat down.  Pulling me between his legs, Mr. Peters grabbed
me by my neck and told me to kneel down and suck him, saying, "I'm tired of
playing around, get down and suck that cock."

I knelt down and I was kind of scared. Mr. Peters' thing was big. But I
couldn't get free from his hand cause he was holding me tight. I stuck out
my tongue - the penis head was spongy and stuff was leaking out of the
slit.

"Get your fuckin' mouth on it," he ordered me. (But I'm not supposed to say
that!)

I started licking and sucking on the big head. My mouth hurt because it was
stretching my mouth.  Every once in a while Mr. Peters would push more into
my mouth and I would choke.  He called me a little cock sucker and told
Mr. Adams that he was right - I would make a good little slut.

When i could see him, I saw that Mr. Adams had pushed his short pants down
and had his thingy out, too. He was pulling on it.  Kind of like Trevor
told me that big boys do. Only Mr. Adams wasn't a boy, he had a big penis
like daddy's. It was covered with hair and had big low-hangers.  That's
what I heard big kids call those. I'm not allowed to say other words or
Mom'd be mad at me.

Anyway, Mr. Adams put his private part in my face. Mr. Peters grabbed me by
the hair and pulled me off from sucking him and told me, "Get your fuckin'
mouth on his dick, slut."

Mr. Adams was easier to suck and he was not as rough.  While I sucked him,
though, Mr. Peters put his hand down my pants and pressed his finger
against my butt hole. He pushed it in and it hurt!  I knew right away, he
wanted to put his thingy in there and I didn't want him to.  He did push my
pants down and I think he was going to try. He got down behind me and
pulled my legs apart. But Mr. Adams told him to stop, cause he would hurt
me bad. And I knew he would, too!

I was glad when he said he wouldn't, "but wait till that pup gets a little
older!" he said.

Then he came back around and pushed his private in my face. He called me
bad names.  He tried to push his penis head in my mouth at the same time as
Mr. Adams - and that hurt!  I kinda started crying and Mr. Adams pulled his
thingy out, but then groaned as he pulled real quick on his long man-meat
until his white cream cummed out on my face.

Mr. Peters wasn't nice at all. He held my face with both hands and started
pushing more and more of his long thing into my throat. I couldn't breath
and was choking. I thought I'd even throw up!  All of a sudden, he was
squirting his stuff down my throat. He let up on me and as I tried to pull
back, that cream filled my mouth and it tasted salty.When he let me go, I
fell down on the floor of the boat and breathed really hard. Mr. Peters
started scooping up Mr. Adam's cream off of my face with his finger and was
pushing that in my mouth and making me eat it.

Then they brought me back to the party.  They were telling me I was a good
boy and thanked me for making them feel good. Mr. Adams gave me money,
even.  Five dollars!  I thought that was neat! When I got back I played
with other kids for a while, but my mouth felt kind of strange and it was
like more air was going through my throat cause it got stretched.  I saw
daddy, but I didn't say anything about what happened, cause he was having a
good time with the adults.

Later, i couldn't see him anymore and I asked Mike if he knew where daddy
went to. Trevor didn't know either, but his friend named Austin was there
when i asked, and he got a funny grin on his face and said, "You sure you
want to know?"

Mike said, "Yeah...why?"

"C'mon," Austin pointed and led us into the woods, down a path.

He told us to be quiet when we walked along a small cliff.  He pointed
through some bushes and we looked.  Wow! Dad was doing it with a woman. It
was the mom of one of my friends, named CJ. She sucked him like I had
sucked Mr. Adams and Mr. Peters. Then dad pushed her back on a beach towel
and got between her legs and stuck his big thingy in her. She groaned real
loud and pulled her legs around his waist while he humped her.  Mike and me
knew that dad had used to do this to Mommy. Mike even said he'd seen them
do it a couple of times. But I didn't know daddy did this to other women.

While we watched, I saw that Mike's penis got pointy in his shorts. So did
Austin's. Daddy said i could help Mike sometimes when he needed it by
putting his thing in my mouth and sucking. It was a lot easier than sucking
Mr. Adams or Mr. Peters! Without thinking I asked Mike. "Do you want me to
put it in my mouth?"

Mike looked surprised and Austin looked at me and whispered, "You suck?"

I realized maybe I shouldn't have said anything and stayed quiet. Mike
finally nodded and said, "Yeah, he sucks me sometimes." He turned back to
me and said, "Wanna suck both of us?"

I whispered, "Ok" and kneeled down there in front of them.

The two of them pushed down the front of their shorts and their privates
were right in front of me. Even though Austin is the same age as Mike, his
penis was just a little shorter. And they both only had a little hair,
too. One at a time they put their things in my mouth. Austin was a rougher,
but he didn't hurt me like Mr. Peters. He humped against my face and I was
able to get all of it in my mouth.  Both of them gave me their cream, and I
swallowed all of it. After that I guess they got tired and took me back to
the party.

While I was watching some of the adults and older kids playing volleyball,
I noticed that Daddy came back with CJ's mommy. She went over to be with
his daddy and they laughed while they were drinking.

It was getting darker when I found out that Austin musta told someone what
I did. At least I think Austin told.  See, when I went to the bathroom, I
was peeing and a really big kid named Cody came in. Cody stood next to me
to pee and while he stood there, I could see his privates cause he stood
back a little.

When he finished, he shook it a little, then asked, "You like this, kid?"

I just watched him play with it, then said, "I guess."

"I hear you like to play with big dicks. Here."  Cody told me as he pointed
it at me.

I put my hand on it.  It was a lot bigger than Austin and Trevor's, maybe
as big as Mr. Peters.  I thought he would want me to put my mouth on it
because guys like that. So I did and started to suck him. He tasted kinda
sweaty.

Suddenly, he stopped me and said in a low voice, "Let's walk in the
woods. C'mon."

He fastened his jeans and I pulled up my shorts and followed him out of the
bathroom.  As we walked toward the woods, he called for a couple of other
guys.  "Jay...Chuck..." and he waved for them to come with us.

Soon the four of us were along the river and away from everyone else.  Cody
stopped and turned to me. "This is that cock slut. He likes it," he said to
the others.

"No fuck?" said Jay.

"Maybe lots of fuck," laughed Chuck.

Cody opened up his jeans again and pulled me to him. "C'mon kid. Show us
how you like to suck."

I put my mouth on his head and tasted some stuff that was already coming
out. I think he liked that I ran my tongue around his head cause he groaned
and said, "Oh, yeah...suck that dick!"

Chuck and Jay pulled their's out and I was surrounded by these big kids
with their hairy privates sticking in my face.  I sucked them one after the
other, but Jay was real excited and started pushing harder in my mouth. He
started shooting his cream and it was so fast and hard that I choked a
little and some of it accidently spilled it out of my mouth.

Cody stuck his back in my mouth and as he did, Chuck did what Mr. Peters
started to do. He put his hand in my pants and fingered my butt hole.  But
no one stopped him for me. I pulled off of Cody long enough to say, "Ow!"

but Cody just smacked my cheek and said, "Keep sucking."

Chuck laughed and said, "Yeah, slut, get your mouth where it belongs. I'm
going to loosen you up for some real action."

He didn't wait very long, either. Chuck led me over to this large rock and
shoved my pants down.  He made me lie down on my tummy and lay over me,
pressing his thingy against my hole while his arm was around my waist. He
was rough as he pushed and forced it deep in me. I started to scream, but
Cody slapped his hand over my mouth. This time I did start to cry, cause
Chuck hurt! I tried to kick and hit, but it didn't work. Chuck just
whispered and called me names like, "bitch-slut...cock sucking faggot
boy...gonna cream your pussy..."

That went on for a while. When I stopped yelling, cause i couldn't breath
much, Cody knelt in front of me. He put his penis head in my mouth and
started pulling on it until he filled my mouth with his cream. Then Chuck
pushed all the way in me and spurted his cream in my bottom.  Then Jay said
he wanted to try and when Chuck pulled his penis out, Jay stuck his in. I
tried to get up, but he put his hand on my back and pushed me back down on
the rock. As his penis pushed in I started to yell again, but Cody pressed
his hand on my mouth. He held it there while Jay humped me hard.  It took
him a long time until he cummed in me.

They left me lying on that rock alone when they were finished. In fact they
all kinda slapped my bottom and laughed before taking off.  I'm glad it
wasn't too dark. As I walked back my bottom was really wet and got my
underwear sticky. I found daddy and said i wanted to go home, cause I was
tired.

^^^

So Andrew told me this when we went back to the truck, sitting between Mike
and me.  Mike didn't say much, just kind of looked out the window. I
reached over and ran my hand through Mike's hair and told him that as much
as he could, even if Andrew was helping him and a friend out from time to
time, don't let anyone hurt him.  The two of them fell asleep. Mike was
leaning against the cab window. Andrew was leaning against him. I glanced
over at my nine year old and saw him in the glow of the dash lights. He had
been violated and abused like a whore, and it got me hard.  I rested my
hand on his naked leg and caressed that soft skin, then moved up to his
crotch.  Andrew's little boy prick became hard and he stirred awake. He
looked at me knowingly, and realizing it was my turn, reached over to open
up my khaki shorts. Another moment and his mouth was on my cock, anxious to
get more cream.