Date: Tue, 4 Nov 2003 05:46:03 -0800 (PST)
From: michaelkevin pittman <mikekpbear@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures with My Daddy part 2
This is a work of fiction, and in no way meant to condone any kind of
illegal activity or behavior. Although most of the characters are based
on fact, none of this ever happened. (well except for in the recesses of
my dirty mind).
ADVENTURES WITH MY DADDY part 2
My name is Pete. I am mike's godfather. Mike decided that i should
take over the narrative for awhile in an attempt to show why Mike, (my 8
1/2 year old godson) Bill,(Mike's father ) and I, (Pete) ended up one
morning on the floor of Bill's garage-converted-into-a rec-room floor.
Not only were we on the floor, but, at the time, i was squatting over
Bill's face with his tongue slathering my asshole and Mike was standing
in front of me, his little cock so hard it hurt, and pissing like a
racehorse into my mouth. I'd swallow some, and let the rest spill out
all over Bill beneath us.
Anyway, this is how it started. I met Bill when i was 8 years old
and he was 6. His family(mom, dad, 3 older sisters- the youngest of
which was 12 years older than Bill) had just moved into the house down
the street from us on Pomona Ave in Long Beach, California. From the
moment we met, both of us knew, even at that tender age, that we were
going to be friends for life. It is amazing to me how strong our bond
really was.
Although we changed these roles (often) over the years, (as you
shall see)Billy was the "instigator" in the beginning. He introduced me
to kissing.... I mean really kissing- not the peck on the cheek from
grandma- the kind where one just can't help noticing how REALLY REALLY
good a simple thing like 2 people putting their lips together , could
feel. Billy also taught me that sex isn't really about what gender (or
age for that matter) has to do with it. Its more about what happens when
2 (and yes even more sometimes) people connect.(physically,
emotionally,spiritually- whatever it is that one wants to call it)
I guess maybe I was 12 years old when, I "discovered" the men's room
of the gas station. (around the corner and up a little alley from my
house ) It was typical for its kind at the time, (one stall, one
urinal- very small , cramped, it had probably been a couple of years or
so since the last time this placed could have been called "clean")
But, ohhh man! The writing that was on the walls of that stall!! I'd
sit on that toilet and play with my little dick and read about guys
getting their dicks sucked , or look at some crudely drawn huge cock.
Until one day I met George. He walked into the mens room one afternoon
while i was sitting on the toilet; naked as the day i was born- one leg
supported by the toilet roll holder, three fingers swirling around in my(
otherwise than that at the time, virgin) asshole. After taking a good
long look at me thru the crack of the door to the stall, he turned and
locked both doors to the room and the dropped his pants and walked over
to the stall. He pushed the door open and had his tongue licking my
fingers and asshole before i had a chance to do anything but moan from
the feeling of his tongue slathering the lips of my little hole.
George was probably in his early 30's, and had been working as a
mechanic since he had been 12. and , it showed..Big, but not tall, and
definitely not slim, he had ( i was soon to learn) the most wonderful
smells..sweat, cigarettes, (Raleigh's- non filter) beer, and he smelled
like his work.. And, he did the most interesting - nasssty and ohhh so
"mmmmmmmmmm" things with his tongue....
As you may have guessed, it wasn't long before I introduced my new
friend George to Billy. One Saturday early in the morning, I was knocking
on the door to George's apartment, my ten year old best friend at my
side... George opened his door at my second knock, wearing nothing but a
pair of loose, dingy, worn, brief underwear. He'd worked 2 double shifts
at his dad's garage on Thursday and Friday so he could have this Saturday
off. Because i asked him to, he hadn't (other than having a clean
asshole) showered in 2 or 3 days...
Billy and I were dressed in our usual Saturday stuff.. shorts,- no
undies-a tee shirt and flip flops. Both of our little cocks started
gettin hard before we got to his door. George asked Billy and me if
we'd like a drink of something, and while he was in his kitchen getting
our drinks, ( 2 big glasses of ginger ale..) he asked if we were naked
yet...
We were... George sat in an easy chair he had in the corner... This
was the first time Billy had got to see a mans cock... we spent most of
that Saturday morning taking turns, either squatting over George's face,
or licking and sucking his delicious smelling - and tasting- cock, balls,
asshole, pits, toes , whatever we could get our tongues to... And all the
while, Georges big juicy, broad, tongue was licking both of us in places
we never even dreamed existed... George pushed my little butt hole up off
of his face just long enough to say " lets go out back.. I knew what that
meant... George wanted to piss.. and so did I , and, from having 4 years
of intimately knowing him, I knew Billy had to "go" so bad he could taste
it...
Billy and I up to this point, had been playing around with, and in,
each other's piss for about 4 years, so what happened next wasn't a
surprise... We went out on George's patio. It was surrounded by a very
tall fence , so it was private... He squatted down in front of me and,
after swabbing every where he could reach inside of my little mouth with
his tongue, he asked me if i wanted his pee. I loved piss!! and i was
about to get the kind of piss i really liked the most- fresh hot first
piss of the morning... George walked over to his patio chair and stood-
one leg on the ground, one leg raised up on the arm of the chair... big
ole hairy sweaty balls hanging down, his asshole wet from our tongues,
and open....his underwear still on but pulled up and out of the way-
exposing everything... billy and I walked up and started licking him
every where we could reach... and his piss started.... rich salty
nassssty tasting stuff... but i loved it and so did Billy...
Billy peed in George's mouth first.... then George would swallow some
and let some flow out of his mouth and onto my face....then it was my
turn... George and i had done this before.... I sat on Georges face and
pissed all over the rest of his body.... Then Billy and i lay down on the
ground, and George shot his cum all over our faces... Billy loved cum ,
but so far all he had ever tasted was mine... little 11- 12 year old boy
cum... his first taste of mancum, and he was hooked forever...
There's still more to this story... like it? comments? suggestions??
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