Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2011 03:50:00 +0100
From: Philip Burbidge <philipadrian@live.co.uk>
Subject: Big Cock Little Cock 10     M+/b+   incest

This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between adult men and young
boys, some of whom belong to the same family.  If you find this offensive
or it is illegal to view such material where you live, please read no
further.  The events described are pure fantasy and based upon wishful
thinking.  They should on no account be copied or emulated with minors.


Chapter Ten				The Birthday Orgy


Philip's ninth birthday was only a month away and his father, Marcus,
wanted to do something special.  Given the boy's recent enthusiasm for
cock, Marcus decided that an orgy would not only please young Philip but
gratify those who had helped out with his insatiable desire for man cock!

His actual birthday fell on a Tuesday, so Marcus thought the following
Saturday afternoon would be suitable, allowing people to travel and it was,
also, the time when his wife did the weekly supermarket shop.  But where
was the best place to hold it where they were least likely to be disturbed?
After giving it some thought, Marcus approached Father Quinn, a veteran
pedo-priest who had already been `introduced' to Philip on several
occasions and who was, particularly, attracted to boys aged between eight
and twelve, as his choir- and altar-boys would testify!  Also, Fr. Quinn
had a back bedroom fitted with video cameras that could record the
proceedings and a copy posted on the internet for pedos all around the
world to wank over.

So the date and time was agreed.  Now to the `guest' list.  There would, of
course, be Marcus, his father, Fr. Quinn and Sgt. Spunker (an enthusiastic
pedo policeman) plus his two very young boys and Philip.  But four adults
and three children seemed a rather meagre orgy to Marcus but he needed to
be discreet.  So he had another word with Fr. Quinn.

"I'll give it some thought and get back to you," he said.

The following day, he called Marcus to suggest two black brothers who were
partial to young white boys.  They were part of his congregation, in their
mid and late thirties, quite attractive and completely trustworthy.

"Perfect!" said Marcus, "I'm sure Philip would like a bit of black!  That
makes six adults and three boys – two cocks for each boy!"

When the day arrived, Marcus didn't tell his son what he had planned.  He
wanted it to be a surprise.  He just told Philip to grease his arse; they
were going over to Fr. Quinn's place.  So Philip thought he was in for a
threesome with his dad and the horny priest.

When they arrived, they were met, as usual, by the becassocked priest who
showed them upstairs to the back bedroom where they were greeted by all the
others.  Judging by the bulges in their trousers, they were all hard with
anticipation!  Sgt. Spunker looked splendid in his uniform, Fr. Quinn was
sporting quite a tent in his cassock, and the two black brothers were
fondling themselves and almost salivating at the prospect of a young white
boycunt, while Philip's grandfather was groping the two little sons of
Sgt. Spunker, thinking about the forbidden pleasures of pedo-incest.

"Now the birthday boy is here, we can get started!" said grandfather,
George, getting his cock out and undressing the two little boys.  Jason and
Tommy, Sgt. Spunker's sons, aged six and five.

Philip was laid, naked, on his back on the bed, with his father standing
between his legs, brandishing his cock.  Kneeling by his head, almost
sitting on his face, was grandfather, George, his balls crammed into
Philip's mouth, wanking his prick into the boy's face.  Next to Marcus, on
either side of Philip, stood Fr. Quinn and Sgt. Spunker, masturbating
vigorously.  Next to them, were the two black brothers, Winston and Leroy,
wanking their meaty cocks over Philip and fondling his stiff little cock
and smooth, hairless balls.  The two young boys, Jason and Tommy, stood
next to their father where they could be instructed in the art of fucking
and groped by Fr. Quinn and Marcus, as well as their own father.

"Be good boys and guide Uncle Marcus's cock into Philip's arse hole.  This
is called `fucking'.  It is a lot of fun!" said Sgt. Spunker to his sons.
"Daddies fuck and little boys take it.  That's the natural order of
things," he added, licking his lips.

Ably assisted by the two boys, Marcus slid his cock right up Philip's
boycunt, just as his father pushed his cock down his grandson's throat.
Then much to delight of the black brothers, they began to fuck.

"Real pedo-incest," purred Winston, awed by the sight of a father and
grandfather together spit-roasting their young offspring.

After a couple of minutes, Marcus pulled his cock out of his son's fuck
hole.

"All change!" he announced and all the men moved round one place clockwise.
Now, Philip had Winston's thick, juicy cock in his mouth and Fr. Quinn's
priestly cock up his arse, guided in by the two inquisitive little boys.
When they moved round again, the two youngsters found themselves confronted
by two big black cocks, which were, promptly, thrust in their mouths.

Coming up for air, Jason remarked, "No matter how hard you suck, the colour
doesn't come off!"

They all laughed.

This continued until all the men had had a go at Philip's arse and mouth,
and Philip had tasted his own arse on six different man cocks.  Meanwhile,
Jason & Tommy were fingered, fondled and molested by everyone and tasted
all the cocks present.  Jason's father even lifted him up so he could suck
Philip's cock while he was sucking Leroy and being fucked by Winston.
Philip had never had a black cock before but he was certainly getting
plenty now!

"Time for the grand spunk-up!" exclaimed Marcus, much to everyone's relief,
as they were having difficulty holding back.

Marcus pulled his red-purple, steaming cock out of Philip's boycunt, wanked
it furiously for a few moments, and then shot jets of hot, pearly white cum
over Philip's chest and tummy.  This was the signal they had all been
waiting for.  As soon as Marcus began to shoot, George whipped his cock out
of Philip's mouth and came all over his face and neck.  The other four men
shot their loads over the little lad's chest, stomach and genitals until he
was dripping with spunk.  Then they wiped their cummy cocks on him, mixing
their cum until he was glistening and varnished with man spunk.  Jason and
Tommy looked on, amazed.

"All that spunk!" gasped Jason.

Then Marcus and George picked Philip up by the arms and legs, and carried
him to the en suite shower where they sat him, face up, in the shower tray.
The men formed a semi-circle around him and aimed their semi-hard cocks at
him.  They pissed the spunk off while Philip wanked himself to a dry
orgasm.

Everyone then showered and dressed.  After a welcome cup of coffee, they
dispersed to their own homes.  On the drive back home, Philip confessed to
having a slightly sore arse, but said to his father, beaming,

"Thanks, dad!  That was the best birthday present ever!"

"I quite enjoyed myself, too!" he replied, which was something of an
understatement!

They drove back home to a more conventional birthday party!

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Post Script


             Two weeks later, each of the participants in the `Birthday
Orgy' received a video recording of the occasion from Fr. Quinn.  A copy
was, also, placed on the internet.  It was voted the best man/boy film of
the year and awarded the Golden Phallus!


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THE END


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