Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2016 20:46:30 -0800
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Billy and Davy's Daddy; Part 3

Billy and Davy's Daddy
by Jon Hold
Copyright © 1998, 2015
jonhold@earthlink.net



Part 3



Billy and me wiped our butts and climbed down off the commodes. We were a
little shaky legged from the orgasms we'd had, but full of energy and
raring to go. Billy looked into the bowl of his toilet and then into mine.

"Wow! Look at all the do-do still in there!"

I leaned over to look. "Yeah. That's a lot of shit!" I joked.

Billy groaned at my joke. "You were full of shit!"

I looked into Billy's toilet, "So were YOU!"

"Not as much as you!"

Seconds later we were rolling around on the floor, trying to make each
other admit to being full of shit. Neither one of us was going to admit to
that, but we were having a lot of fun wrestling, at least until we rolled
up against Daddy's legs. He looked down at us and hooked his thumb over his
shoulder.

"You boys hit the showers and get cleaned up!"

"Aw, Daddy, do we have to?"

Daddy swung for my butt, but I scrabbled away on my hands and knees, Billy
right alongside me. We skittered out of the way and jumped to our feet,
hands to our ears going "Na, na, na!". Turning to waggle our butts at Daddy
as we teased, "Can't get us!" Daddy feinted to the left and we ducked to
the right, right into his arms. He tucked one of us under either arm with
us struggling to escape and hollering, "No fair!" the whole time. Daddy
paid us no never-mind, just carried us over to the showers, set us down and
swatted our butts.

"Ow!" "Ouch! That hurt!"

"Now get yourselves cleaned up!"

"You don't play fair!"

"I'll show you `play fair' across your butts if you don't get under that
shower!"

We got under the shower together, but stuck our tongues out at
Daddy. "Meanie!" "Bully!" "Just cuz you're bigger, you think you can pick
on us." "Yeah, what he said!"

"You want me to come back over there?" Said Daddy from where he was
cleaning the toilets again.

"You and what army?" "Yeah, you and what army?"

"Me, myself, and I," said Daddy, putting away the toilet brush and stalking
back over to us.

I looked at Billy and Billy looked at me. "Uh-oh!" we said together. I
winked at Billy and yelled, "Get `um". We jumped on Daddy and pretty soon
all three of us were wallowing around on the wet floor. Billy and me
laughing and straining to overcome Daddy. Daddy fighting back just enough
to keep us from winning. We were really trying to get Daddy down on his
back, and almost did it a couple of times. Daddy finally grabbed the both
of us and held us to his sides. Then he took a deep breath and blew it out.

"I swear, I just don't know where you boys get all the energy! You're going
to wear your poor old daddy out."

We both laughed and hugged Daddy. "Your enema gave us lots of energy,
Daddy." Billy said.

"Yeah. Those enemas made us feel really good, Daddy," I said.

Billy pointed up at the bulging full enema bags. "Are you going to give us
another enema, Daddy?"

"Are you, Dad?"

"Yes, boys. The first one got out all of the big stuff. This one will get
out the little stuff, and then I'll give you one more just to make sure
you're clean inside. Does that sound OK?"

"Sure, Daddy. That sounds great, " I eagerly replied.

"Why are the bags bulging like that, Daddy?" asked Billy.

"Because you boys are going to get more water this time, Billy. We got a
lot of shit out of you, so there's more room. Besides, I want to really
fill you boys up this time so I can feel how tight your bellies can get. It
makes me really horny to see you guys full like that and to feel how nice
your tummies are when you're bulging like that."

"Are you going to fuck us this time with the water in us, Daddy?" Billy
asked.

"No. I'm going to save that for another time. I thought you boys were going
to give me an enema this time?"

"Can we!?" "Cool!" "All right!" "Yeah!"

"Once I get you boys filled up, I want you to give me my enema. That way I
can feel your bellies while you're filling mine up with enema water."

"That'd be cool, Dad," I said.

Billy pushed loose and moved over by the nozzles and assumed the enema
position with his chest on the floor and his butt in the air. I quickly
joined him and impatiently called out to Daddy, "Come on Daddy, we're
ready."

Daddy got the jar of Vaseline and moved behind us and started finger
fucking us with fresh lubricant. "I want to make sure you boys stay nice
and lubed up so that the water doesn't burn you coming out. How do your
buttholes feel?"

"That feels really, really good, Daddy," I said. "I sure wish you'd fuck me
with something bigger than just your finger, Daddy. My behind really needs
a good fuck to make it feel just perfect. It itches and tickles and tingles
up inside there and I need you to give me a good fucking, Daddy, or at
least let Billy fuck me. Please?" Billy just moaned even louder as Daddy
pushed a second finger up inside of each of us.

"I know how it feels, boys. A good enema just makes you feel like you want
to have the longest, hardest fuck you can get, doesn't it!"

"Oh, ummmmm, yes, Daddy. I want my asshole plowed soooo bad!"

"Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. Please, Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me hard,
Daddy." Billy begged.

Daddy was using three fingers on each of us now. Using hard, jerky motions
to work our assholes over good and open them up into puffy, swollen holes
that he could make do whatever he wanted. Billy and I were banging legs
trying to open up even further for Daddy. We were both sobbing and begging
Daddy to fuck us. Daddy lifted us both up and raised one knee to horizontal
and draped us both across his leg. Then he gave each of us a good solid
spanking. Ten maybe fifteen swats each. I started humping Daddy's leg in
time with his swats, and shot my white stuff all over his leg, begging him
to swat me even harder to help get the juice out. Daddy gave me four or
five really quick, solid whacks that really help finish me off and then
started laying into Billy really good while I recovered and enjoyed the
lazy feeling. Billy squealed and climbed up over my back, hooking his legs
around Daddy's leg as he humped his smooth groin all over Daddy's hairy
leg. Billy bit into my shoulder and screamed as he started to tremble all
over. I just rubbed my hand down his back and slipped my finger down into
his hot hole to fingerfuck him as Daddy gave him a last few licks across
his tight ass. Billy sagged across my back and I rolled over enough to lock
lips with him. Billy's lips were all swollen and as hot as our butts.

Daddy set us back down on the warm floor as we gave each other passionate,
lazy, deep tongue kisses as Daddy slipped the hoses into us and turned the
water on. We were both so relaxed that the water just seemed to flow in
without any resistance at all until we were both so swollen up that we
looked just like my friend Jimmy's big sister when she got knocked up by
Johnny Parker in High School.

Daddy pulled the hoses out and helped us get to our feet, feeling our
bellies and kissing us all over. Sucking on our hard wieners and licking
our stretched tummies and feeling our holes without sticking his fingers
inside at all. Billy and I kept kissing until Daddy joined us and turned it
into a three-way kiss that made all of us feel really horny. Daddy let
Billy and me feel all over his big cock and balls and kept feeling us all
over.

Daddy was licking our ears and then he just nuzzled up against us and
quietly asked, "You boys ready to give me my enema now? I really need a
good enema. Please?"

Billy kissed Daddy and said, "Sure, Daddy. We'll give you your enema
now. You've been so nice to us we want to give you a really good one. But
you need to help us, OK?"

"Sure, Billy. What do you want me to do?" Daddy asked.

Pointing up, Billy said, "Fill up both of the enema bags with warm water,
Daddy. ALL the way full."

"Ohhhh," Daddy moaned. "You boys are really going to give me a good enema,
aren't you?"

"Yes, Daddy," Billy said. "We're going to give you the best enema you've
ever had.  We promise, huh, Davy!"

"That's right, Daddy. Billy and me are going to give you the best enema
ever! Promise!"

Moaning, Daddy got up quickly and started filling up the enema bags and
hanging them back on the wall hooks. Billy got the jar of Vaseline and we
both got handfuls of the greasy stuff. Daddy got done hanging the red enema
bags and Billy pointed to the floor.

"Get down here Daddy. Chest on the floor and butt up in the air. Daddy
hurried to do exactly as his swollen bellied little boy told him to do. As
soon as Daddy was in position, both Billy and I started pulling his big,
strong buttcheeks apart and rubbing gobs of Vaseline all over his
butt. Pushing it up inside was really hard because Daddy's butthole was
really tight.

"Loosen up, Daddy! You're too tight!" Billy ordered.

You could tell that Daddy really tried to loosen up his butt, but it was
still really tight and our fingers just weren't strong enough to open him
up.

"I know!" Billy said, and pointed to where he wanted me to stand. Once I'd
moved Billy started spanking Daddy's ass. I got the idea quickly and
started spanking Daddy on my side. It was a good thing that Billy was left
handed and I was right handed, because that meant we could both spank Daddy
with all our strength. Pretty soon, we were spanking Daddy together, as
hard as we could. Daddy was just moaning and moving his butt around a
little bit. Billy tested Daddy's asshole a few times but it wasn't until
Daddy's behind was really red that Billy finally said, "OK. I think that's
enough. He feels pretty loose now."

I looked down and, it might have been shower water, but I think Daddy was
crying a little bit. That made my dick get even harder as we started
pushing the Vaseline up inside of Daddy again. Daddy was moaning and
wiggling his ass around as Billy and me worked at his hole with all twenty
fingers. It must have felt like caterpillars crawling all over his butt as
our little fingers played around and impatiently awaited their turns at his
hole.@@@

In frustration, Billy finally said, "Daddy, our fingers are just too
short. We just can't get the Vaseline stuff all the way in there."

"That's OK Billy, what you guys are doing feels just great!" Daddy said.

"But if we don't get it all the way up in there the water might hurt you
coming out, Daddy."

"Yeah, Daddy. We need to do this right so you don't get hurt. You took care
of us and we want to take care of you right."

"Well, that's right boys. You really should get the Vaseline all over."
Daddy thought a little bit, and then said, "OK. I'll tell you what. Davy,
you get your fingers out of there and hold my buttcheeks apart so Billy can
get in there easy. Billy, you get all four fingers in there. Your hand is
small and you should be able to get it up into my butt. Maybe that will
give you enough reach. OK?"

"Yeah! That'll work, Daddy!" I said as I moved my hands to do like Daddy
had told me to do. "OK, Billy. See if you can get your hand in there."

"OK. But, Daddy, this isn't going to hurt you, is it?"

"I don't think so Billy, but if it does, I'll tell you, OK?"

"OK, Daddy. But you have to promise to tell me if it hurts."

"I promise, Billy. I don't want you boys to hurt me, and I don't want to
hurt you boys."

"Well, sometimes sex hurts, Daddy. But it's a really good kind of hurt if
you're careful, the way you are."

"That's right Billy. So, make my asshole hurt really, really good. OK?"

"You got it, Daddy!"

Billy started pushing on his fingers. Two fingers went in really easy, so
Billy pulled them right out and stuck three fingers in there. Daddy's butt
lips were a little puffy, and I could see Billy's fingers push the puffy
part back inside. He worked the three fingers around for a little bit and
then pulled them out and scooped up some more Vaseline and pushed it up
inside Daddy's hole with the same three fingers. It was easiest to have his
fingers up and down, but he was able to rotate his hand to make it easier
to grease up the other side of Daddy's ass.

"How's that feel, Daddy?"

Taking a deep breath, Daddy said, "That feels great, Billy. How many
fingers are you using?"

"Three, Daddy."

"See if you can get four in there, Billy, and really work that hole over."

"Yes, Sir. I'll try."

Billy pulled his hand out and slicked it up really good with more Vaseline
from Daddy's ass. Then, sticking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth
in concentration, his big belly shaking with the effort, he carefully
worked all four fingers of his right hand up inside of Daddy's distended
hole, palm and all.

"How's that, Daddy?" Billy asked.

Moaning, Daddy panted, "Yeah, Billy. That's great. Now work your hand
around in there. Yeah. Like that. Harder, Billy. Harder. Go ahead and
really work on that asshole, boy. Ooooooooh, Yeeeeah! Like that. Ooooooh,
ummmmmm. Ahhhhhh! Yeah, Billy. Yeah, Boy. Do it. Fuck my ass with your
hand. Fuck me good!"

Billy was really working hard, sweat starting down his forehead and face as
he worked on Daddy's ass. A half-crazed grin on his face and a gleam in his
eyes. He was loving this. I let go of one cheek of Daddy's ass and slapped
it hard. "Get it, Daddy! Get Billy's hand. Work that ass on Billy's hand
the way you make me work my ass on your dick, Daddy!"

Moaning and panting, Daddy demanded, "Yeah. Work that ass, boys! Plow me,
Billy! Smack that ass till it works right Davy. Paddle it HARD!"

We worked Daddy's ass over until we were both tired, and then took a
rest. Billy stared at his hand and then looked up at me with that devil
look in his eye that he got when he'd thought up some new way to get us
into trouble. Winking at me, he looked back down at his hand. Putting his
thumb on his palm and sort of folding his fingers over, Billy pushed really
hard and his whole hand slid up inside of Daddy's behind.

Daddy groaned, "Oooooh, yeaaaaaaaaah! Oooooooooh. Fist fuck me, Billy!
Ahhhhhhhhhhah, yes! Fuck that ass, boy!"

Grinning, Billy started fucking Daddy like his arm was a big cock. I
couldn't believe how horny that made me. I climbed up on Daddy's back
facing his ass and started kicking him in the sides and spanking his butt
with both hands.

"Work that ass, Daddy. Help Billy fuck you with his big cock, Daddy!"

Billy had hold of Daddy's balls in one hand, and was pulling back on them
every time he fucked forward with his arm. He stopped suddenly and I could
see the muscles in his forearm working like he was moving his hand around
inside of Daddy.

"Come here, Davy," Billy said.

I climbed off of Daddy's back and went over beside Billy.

"Grease your hand up. Yeah, get it really slick."

I did like Billy told me too and looked at him questioningly.

Billy kept hold of Daddy's balls and kept Daddy still as he pulled his arm
out of the hole. With just his fingers in Daddy's hole, Billy told me to
get my hand in there. I looked at him quizzically and he said, "Go ahead,
get your hand in there before it closes up."

I grinned and slipped my fingers into Daddy's hole as Billy pulled his
out. I tried to push my hand into Daddy's ass, but he moaned and moved
forward. Billy jerked back on his balls and slapped his ass really hard.

"Hold still. Davy's going to stuff his hand in there and I don't want to
have to pull your balls off!"

Pulling on Daddy's big ball sack, Billy pushed on my elbow until my entire
hand was inside the loose part of Daddy's guts.

"Yeah! Oh Yeah! Do it. Fuck me!" Dad hollered, his asshole clenching and
almost crushing my arm.

"Go ahead. Open your hand and feel up inside of him." Billy told me.

I did like Billy told me and pushed my arm in even further, making Daddy
groan some more. It sounded like he was having a great time. I didn't groan
like that until Daddy had me just about to cum. There was something in
there and felt around on it and suddenly pulled my hand back. "Yuck! He's
got a big turd up in there."

Laughing, Billy said, "Yeah. Let's get it out of there!"

Carefully, I pulled my hand out and Billy told me to get one of the
hoses. Still holding onto Daddy's balls, Billy stuck the hose into Daddy's
ass and told me to `Let `er rip!'. I opened up the metal clamp thing and we
could hear the water start into Daddy. He moaned as the slightly cool water
started into him and Billy and I grinned at each other.

It didn't take very long for the big bag to run into Daddy. Billy pulled
the nozzle out and then pulled Daddy back under the shower, nearer to the
wall, by his balls.

"OK, Davy. It's your turn," Billy said, "Stick the other tube in his ass!"

I did like Billy said and then Billy used both hands to unsnap the other
clamp so the water could flow into Daddy. Then he climbed up and stood on
the top of Daddy's butt. I used one hand on Billy's leg to help him balance
and used my other hand to hold the nozzle in Daddy's ass. Grinning at me,
Billy unhooked the enema bag from the wall and held it under the shower
spray so that the water kept spraying down on Daddy and me, but was keeping
the bag full at the same time.

Me and Billy were having an awful time trying to keep from laughing out
loud. I kept looking under Daddy, and his belly kept getting bigger and
bigger. Suddenly, Billy tumbled down on me as Daddy grabbed his ass and
bolted across the room. The nozzle popped out of his butt and he was barely
over the pot when water and shit poured out of him like a fire hose. Billy
and I got untangled, laughing like crazy, when I decided I'd better get on
the pot myself. The sounds of Daddy going was the last straw for me.

I'd just barely got on the pot and opened up my guts when Billy came
hurrying over, holding his ass and looking around desperately for a place
to go. Daddy picked him up and sat him down on his lap in front of his
deflating belly. Billy looked up at Daddy with a worried look on his face.

"It's OK, Billy. Go ahead and let go. We can take a shower when you're
done."

Billy's face quickly changed from pained to disbelief to mixed
love/admiration/relief as he let go and blasted his hard-held water all
over Daddy's groin. Daddy moaned deep down in his chest and leaned back
against the toilet tank. I could hear his and Billy's water just pouring
into the bowl and echoing around even over the noise I was making shitting
my own water out. Daddy was wiggling around and moaned loudly
again. Suddenly he pulled Billy's legs completely over the outside of his
thighs and reached down between their legs and started jacking off like a
madman. Less than a minute later he yelled out, "Davy! Get over here and
get this!"

I looked down between my legs were the water was still coming out in long
streams. "But, Daddy..."

"Don't worry about it son. We'll hose down the floor later. Now come get
this!"

I quickly slid off the toilet seat, clenching my butt, and hurried over
between Daddy's legs. I dropped down on my knees and saw Daddy's hand
racing up and down his thick shaft and over the hugely swollen head of his
dark purple cockhead, lubricated by the water from Billy's guts. The slot
in the end of Daddy's dick was weeping and swelling open and the water from
his insides stunk pretty good, but the water from Billy was pretty clear
and didn't stink at all. I figured that I'd kissed Billy's butt anyway, so
what the hell and got my mouth over the end of Daddy's cock just as he
started blasting wads of cum stuff into my mouth. His hand banged into my
nose a couple of times before he realized that I was sucking him
off. Daddy's legs went out to the sides and he came dangerously close to
splattering his dirty water out of the bowl and onto me at the same time
that Billy slipped down his belly and did spray his water all over me. My
butt gave up the struggle and sprayed water all over the cabana floor as I
gulped down mouthful after mouthful of Daddy's hot cum and took a shower in
Billy's butt water.

A long time later, Daddy picked up two exhausted boys and carried us over
under the still running shower. He rinsed the three of us off and then set
us boys down on our feet before getting the hose and quickly cleaning up
the mess we'd made. He looked down into the toilet he'd been sitting on
before flushing it and when he turned off the hose and came back over he
grinned at us boys. "Man. I've never been cleaned out like that! That was
the best enema I've ever had!"

"You're not mad at us for pulling a trick on you, are you, Daddy?" I asked.

Daddy chuckled, "No. No. I'm not upset with you guys. That was an
incredible experience." He grinned at us and lifted his eyebrow, "But that
doesn't mean that I'm not going to get back at you for that sometime."

Laughing, Billy and me grabbed Daddy around the waist and gave him big
hugs. Daddy reached down and patted our backs. "Come on, boys. One final
rinse and we're done."

Still holding onto Daddy's waist, Billy looked up at him and asked, "You're
not going to trick us, are you, Daddy?"

"No. One small bag for each of you and one big bag for me, and that's
all. Now come on and let's get this done."



---end of part 3



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He wasn't a hero because of the way he died. He was a hero

because of the way he lived!

     —Unidentified Marine Lance Corporal speaking of his Company Gunnery
Sergeant who died in his arms outside Baghdad.