Date: Sat, 3 Nov 2012 12:43:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Buck Naked <bucknaked912@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Adventures of Darren & Michael Part 5

THE ADVENTURES OF DARREN AND MICHAEL PART 5

This story is a work of pure fantasy derived from one very wicked
imagination.  Any likeness to individuals living or dead is purely
coincidental.

Email:  bucknaked912@yahoo.com

*Spies Like Us*

"He's going to know it's there!  The wires are gonna show."

I was pacing back and forth across my dad's bedroom while Darren stood on a
small step ladder.  He was mounting a small wireless camera up into the
corner of the room.

"Relax, baby boy," Darren drawled, still focused on the task at hand.
"He's not going to see it.  And its wireless, so the only cord is the power
and I'm going to hide that up in the ceiling."

I stopped pacing long enough to stare at Darren's perfectly round ass.  It
was right at eye level and looked amazing in the pair of basketball shorts
he was wearing.  I wanted to bite it.

Shaking myself to snap me out of it, I raised my head to look up at what
Darren was doing.  He was right.

The power cord was hidden up in the ceiling and the camera was otherwise
very small.  And I doubted my dad was going to spend too much time staring
up at the corner of his bedroom ceiling.

It had all been Darren's idea.  It was a few weeks after my first time with
him and Uncle Jed and I had confessed my growing lust for my dad's cock.
Darren had been extremely sympathetic and had even offered to come up for a
way for us to figure out exactly what my dad was into sexually.

He had a few wireless cameras left over from setting them up at his
family's plumbing business.  They had had a few thefts and installed the
cameras to keep a better eye on things.  Darren was a wiz with computers
and gadgets and he thought my dad's room easily within wireless range of
his own computer next door.

Darren had already installed one above the tub in my dad's bathroom; and
now this one in his bedroom, facing the bed.  According to Darren, we'd let
them run for a week and then go back and review the footage-all recorded
back on his computer at his house.

I was nervous and excited and turned on all at the same time.  I also
couldn't wait for the week to be over with.



"Come on, baby boy.  Slide down on my cock and I'll start the show for us."

The week was finally over and we were in Darren's living room-everyone else
out of the house for the day.  We were both naked, Darren sitting back on
the couch with a remote in one hand and his hard cock in the other.

I quickly crossed the room, straddling Darren and slowly lowering myself
down onto his already precum slick cock-my back to him and my face towards
the TV.  His cock felt amazing as it slid into my tight butt hole.  It was
the perfect size.

Once I was all the way down on it, I relaxed some and leaned back into my
best friend, his skin hot against mine.

"Damn you feel good," Darren breathed into my ear.  "And I think you're
really going to be pleased with what I have to show you.  Just keep an open
mind-OK, baby boy?"

I frowned at that last part, wondering what he meant.  I was soon to find
out, though, as Darren hit play on the DVD player.

Darren had taken all the footage from the wireless cameras and compiled it
into one DVD-eliminating all the boring parts.  And I loved him for doing
it.  He was giving me exactly what I wanted: my dad.

The first few clips were of Dad in the shower, soaped up and wet.  He
always left the bathroom door opened, so the steam from the shower didn't
really obscure the camera too much.

As I sat there, impaled on Darren's hard teenage cock, I couldn't take my
eyes off my dad's naked body and big swinging dick.  My dad was as hairy as
Uncle Jed-although his hair was dark where Uncle Jed's was mostly blonde.
And he had those same big bull balls I loved on Uncle Jed.

As I watched my dad shower, I slowly started moving up and down in Darren's
lap, slow fucking myself with his cock.

The scene changed; next clip.

"This part might surprise you a little.  But it's really hot."  Darren's
breath was warm on my neck.

The TV was showing my dad's bedroom and nothing was happening at the
moment.  Then several people walked in.  One was my dad and the other two
looked like a man and woman or a man and a teenage girl.  I couldn't tell
quite which it was yet.

As they moved more into view of the camera, my jaw dropped and I
momentarily stopped grinding against Darren's crotch.

It was Mr. Jenkins and his daughter Misty from down the street!
Mr. Jenkins was my dad's age and a notorious under-employed drunk within
the trailer park.  He was always asking for money and wasn't ever able to
pay it back.  He had a fat wife who also didn't work and two kids:
Misty-who was around my age at 15 or so-and a little boy who couldn't have
been more than two.

My dad referred to their run down home simply as: "the welfare trailer."

What in the hell was going on? I wondered.

Darren must have read my mind because he answered from behind me, "Roy
can't pay back any of the money he borrows from folks and this is how he
compensates them.  He lets guys fuck his daughter.

And he owes your dad quite a bit of money."

You couldn't tell from the camera what time of day it was.  It could have
been the middle of the night for all I knew.  My dick had a sudden spasm at
the thought of my dad fucking underage Misty Jenkins in the next room--all
as I slept innocently a wall away.

Turned on as fuck, I resumed my slow grind on Darren's cock.  He moaned
softly underneath me.

Everyone had gotten naked on the TV by now.  Misty was laid back on the bed
with her legs spread, sucking her dad's cock.  Mr. Jenkins was shorter than
my dad and not nearly as hairy.  He had a big ol' beer belly and it was
hard to get a good look at how big his cock was while Misty was sucking on
it.

My dad was on his knees at the edge of the bed, massaging Misty's little
titties with one hand and fingering her wet pussy with the other.  He must
have been doing a good job because she started to buck against his hand.

I wished there had been sound so I could hear what they were saying.  Misty
obviously looked to be enjoying herself.

Mr. Jenkins pulled his cock out of his daughter's mouth and started
furiously stroking it, shooting a thick wad of cum all over her face.
Misty reached up and wiped the cum up with one hand and then licked it off
her fingers.

What a slut!  I thought to myself, smiling, as I rode Darren's cock, my own
dick throbbing as I watched our spy video.

My dad finger banged Misty and then buried his face in her young snatch.
She bucked and squirmed underneath him while her own dad lay next to her,
watching the show.

It wasn't long before my dad rose up and positioned himself on the bed next
to her head, beginning to feed her his now swollen cock.  And that cock-the
dick that had made me-was fuckin' beautiful.  It was a good 8 inches and
thick-his hairy bull balls slapping against Misty's face while he fucked
her mouth.

I didn't know how much more I could take.  I told Darren to hold my wrists
so I couldn't touch my dick and cum yet.  I wanted to last every bit as
long as my stud father did.

Done with her mouth, Dad moved back down between her legs and slid his beer
bottle cock into what I imagined was a very well used pussy.

Again, Darren read my mind.  "Misty gets fucked a lot.  I mean, like at
least a few times a day by her dad or by other dad's-like yours."  I
noticed that he had started moving his hips up and down, starting to fuck
me on his own as we watched.  He was obviously enjoying the show as much as
I was.  "You know Misty's little brother Clay?  Well, he's not really her
little brother.  He's her kid.  She had him when she was 13-except no one
knows who the dad is.  Could be her own dad, your dad, my dad....any dude
in the trailer park, really."

I took in what Darren was saying, watching my dad pound the hell out of
Misty's aching pussy and wondering if he was about to get her pregnant
again.  He fucked her like a real bull for a least twenty minutes, for most
of that time holding her arms pinned down against the bed so his powerful
thrusts didn't push her too far up the bed and away from his monster daddy
cock.

Finally he exploded inside her, his back arching and almost pulling her up
off the bed as he filled her worn out cunt with his seed.

"I have to cum!"  I told Darren urgently.

He released my wrists and pushed me up and to the floor in front of him,
onto my hands and knees.

Doggy style, he took me from behind while I jacked my little dick for all
it was worth, watching my dad slide his juiced up cock out of the 15
year-old whore he had just bred.

"AARRGGHHH!!!!"  I shot rope after rope of cum onto the carpet as Darren
simultaneously climaxed in my ass, filling me up with his own baby batter.

Totally spent, we collapsed onto the floor, Darren still on top of me, cock
still buried in my boy pussy.

Darren's lips against my ear, he said softly, "Glad you liked it, baby boy.
Now let me explain about this next part."

I snapped my head up and looked at the TV, confused.  And there was Darren
walking into my dad's bedroom in just his sexy basketball shorts.

**Hope you guys enjoyed.  There's definitely more to cum!