Date: Mon, 27 Jun 2011 08:09:27 +0100
From: Philip Burbidge <philipadrian@live.co.uk>
Subject: Big Cock Little Cock 9     MM/bbb   incest

This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between a father, his eight
year old son and a policeman and his two young sons, aged four and five.
If you find this offensive or it is illegal to read such material where you
live, do not read further.  The story is fiction and based on wishful
thinking!  These acts should not be emulated or copied with a young boy.



Chapter Nine                 Sergeant Spunker



Marcus called Sgt. Spencer, Sgt. Spunker because he produced an unusually
copious amount of cum.  He called upon the policeman's sexual services when
his son, Philip, developed a taste for two cocks at the same time, one in
his mouth and one up his arse.

They had `met' on the internet and after several wank sessions, talking
about young boys, discovered that they lived just twenty miles apart.
Every couple of weeks, they would meet up for a pervy wank session to swap
pictures, videos and fantasies, also to report on their progress, sexually,
with their own boys.  As his son was older, Marcus was able to report that
his son was developing into quite a little cock hound, while Sgt. Spunker's
boys had only recently had their first lessons on daddy cock.

Their sex meetings had to be planned carefully for when their wives were
out and Sgt. Spunker was not on duty.  When they met in February, after
granddad had joined Philip and his father for pedo-incest spunk-ups over
the New Year break [Chapter 7] and Philip had been `introduced' to Father
Quinn [Chapter 8], Marcus thought it was time for him to meet the horny
policeman.

Marcus, first, explained the situation and asked Sgt. Spunker if he would
be willing to devote his cock and spunk to a good cause: sexing and
pleasing his son.  Excited by the prospect of sexing a young boy, he
readily agreed.  They agreed to meet exactly a week hence at Sgt. Spunker's
house when he knew his wife would be out and he would be alone at home,
'looking after' the boys.

When Philip and Marcus arrived at the house the following Wednesday, they
were greeted at the door by Sgt. Spunker, resplendent in full policeman's
uniform.  He led them upstairs to a back bedroom with two young boys in it.

"You don't mind the boys watching, do you?" said Sgt. Spunker,
nonchalantly.  "I thought they could look and learn.  It is about time they
saw another man's cock, apart from mine.  They have been introduced to
wanking and sucking but I haven't fucked them yet, though they have seen
plenty of pictures.  So they know what it's about.  Shall we get down to
business?"

With that, he unzipped his flies and fished out his hard cock.  It was
slightly longer and thicker than Marcus's.

He waved it at his two sons and said, "Come and get it! Daddy needs a
suck".

Like sprinters leaving the starting blocks, the two lads rushed over to
their father, squabbling about which of them should suck daddy first.
Jason, at five the eldest, crammed as much cock into his tiny mouth as he
could, while his brother, four year old Tommy, played with his dad's balls.
After a couple of minutes they swapped over.  While they sucked their
daddy's cock, he stripped them.  As soon as Marcus saw him do this, he
moved behind the boys to help undress them, taking the opportunity to have
a good grope while he did so! Then Marcus got his cock out so the boys had
a cock each to suck.  Philip watched all this with a hard-on.  Sgt. Spunker
beckoned him over and began groping and stripping him.  Soon all three boys
were naked, wearing only smiles and little erections.  Marcus quickly
whipped his clothes off, too, and brushed his cock up and down Jason's and
Tommy's arse cracks and fingered their virgin boycunts.  Sgt. Spunker,
then, fingered Philip's arse, making sure he was all greased up and ready
for action!

"Shall we move over to the bed?" he suggested.

So they all reassembled by the bed.  Philip was placed on it towards the
bottom of the bed kneeling on all fours.  His father knelt at his head,
wanked his cock a little, slapped Philip's face with his cock, before
sticking it down his throat.  Sgt. Spunker greased up his cock then stood
behind Philip and invited his two little sons to guide it up Philip's
boycunt.

"Watch carefully, boys, I'll be doing this to you in a year or so.  It's
called `fucking'."

"Doesn't it hurt, daddy.  Your cock is so big?" asked Jason.

"Can you hear Philip complaining?" he replied.

"No, daddy, he's sucking his daddy's cock really hard!" chirruped the
little boy.

The boys watched their daddy's cock sliding in and out of Philip tight
little bum, while the policeman, still wearing his uniform, fingered his
young sons' boycunts.  As Marcus fucked his son's mouth, he tinkered with
their genitals – one with each hand.

After a while, the men were ready to cum.  Co-ordinating their spunk-ups,
Sgt. Spunker pulled his prick out of Philip's arse and shot a big load over
the boy's back and smooth little bum cheeks.  At the same time, Marcus
withdrew his wet, red knob from his mouth and unloaded all over the boy's
face and head.

"That was great!" gasped the policeman, "It's been a long time since I
fucked a lad this young.  Hopefully, it won't be much longer!"

He was thinking about shagging his sons.

By the time Sgt. Spunker's wife returned, the boys were tucked up in bed,
fast asleep and the exhausted policeman was dozing on the couch, in front
of the TV, fucked out!  Marcus and Philip drove back home.  Marcus, also,
with empty balls and Philip with a slightly sore arse but a smile on his
face!


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