Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 04:12:13 -0600
From: leonard webb <blackwalnut1975@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cutter & Son

     The sun was just peeking over the horizon as I quietly eased out of
bed as not to wake Cutter who was sleeping next to me. Once outside the
bedroom door I stretched my naked 5' 10 inch 145 pound frame and headed for
the kitchen. After putting on a pot of coffee I started down the hall to
the only bathroom in the small two bedroom house I shared with Cutter.  I
paused briefly in front of the spare bedroom before continuing on to the
bathroom.  Technically it was my bedroom, but since I'd been sleeping in
Cutter's bed for over a year now it seemed more like a spare room.
Standing in front of the toilet I took my soft six inch cock in hand and
relaxed my bladder.
      It'll be time to open the store soon I thought to myself as I
listened to the sound of my piss splashing into the toilet bowl. The
store being Cutter and son auto repair. Cutter started the business in
his parents garage a few years ago and built it up until he was able to
purchase and renovate a small warehouse, along with the little house
directly behind it. I'm Daniel Cutter, the son in Cutter and son.  I
never knew my mama. Cutter got her pregnant with me when he was
seventeen. She was a thirty five year old divorcee with a busted
alternator when they met. Well...to make a long story short, she got more
than she bargained for. She left the hospital the day after I was born
and no one has seen hide nor hair of her since. One of the nurses
called Cutter's mama and daddy and told them if they wanted to see their
grandbaby they'd better hightail it over to the hospital right away
before child services showed up. We live in a small town and grandma had
heard the rumors about her son Matt and that woman. Grandma took one look
at me and told grandpa that I was his grandson and that she was gonna
take me home with them, and the rest is history. Growing up Cutter called
his parents mama and daddy so that's what I called them. And I called my
daddy Cutter because that's what everyone else called him. At sixteen I'd
dropped out of school and started working full time at the shop. After
shaking the last few drops of piss from my cock I headed back to the
bedroom. Cutter was sprawled on his back still asleep, the sight of
his morning woodie tenting the sheets over his midsection caused my dick
to stir.
     For as far back as I can remember I would hang out with Cutter while
he worked in our garage tinkering with cars. There was also the front
seat of 57 chevy that sat on the floor in the corner of the garage. And
although those early memories are vague and fragmented, I recall him
sitting on the old car seat with me on his lap fondling my little
boy cock. Sometimes he would remove our pants and have me kneel between
his legs sucking and licking on his dick. He always warned me not to tell
anyone about what we did. And I never did. Even though it was
now completely enjoyable and natural to me it was years before I realized
that not all daddy's and sons sucked each other's cocks. He instructed me
on sucking his big cock exactly as he liked it. By the time I was eleven
I was an expert cocksucker.  By then he'd opened the shop and we'd moved
into the small house behind it. It was about then he started fucking me.
Much to my delight since it was just the two of us living there we could
do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Cutter had been sexin me since
I could remember and I loved it, it seems I've been in a constant state
of horniness since the age of eleven. He'd been the only person I'd ever
had sex with and the idea of doin it with anybody other than him never
really crossed my mind, till yesterday.
     It was about 3:00 o'clock yesterday afternoon when Whitfield came
into the shop. He needed some brake work done on his pick up. Whitfield
is a big good looking man. He stood about six foot or so and like Cutter
he too was built like a brick shit house. His jeans strained against his
firm round butt and thick thighs. He wasn't wearing a shirt and I could
see that his mahogany colored skin was smooth as a babies behind. His
pecs were well defined with two huge chocolate colored nipples atop each
one. His skin was glistening with sweat from the mid afternoon sun giving
it an even deeper, richer tone. I found myself staring at the huge bulge
in his jeans while he and Cutter talked, and my dick twitched as I
imagined what it would be like to suck that black cock. My dick was
getting hard thinking about it. I looked up from Whitfield's crotch and
saw that he was looking at me with a slight grin on his face. I felt my
own cheeks burn slightly when I realized he'd caught me looking at his
basket. I walked around the rest of the day with a semi hard on as I
couldn't get the dark stud out of my mind. Whitfield was still on my mind
later that night as I lay in bed with Cutter, our heads buried between
each other's legs, each cock pumping hugh amounts of cum down the other's
throat. I stood looking at the tent in the sheet, my dick hardening
" Git yo ass over here. We ain't got all day ya know."
     His voice broke the silence in the room as he threw the cover off of
his body exposing his hard cock. I looked up to see Cutter smiling as he
patted the bed next to him.  Grinning I hopped into bed. "That's my boy."
He said, as he positioned me on my stomach. Then kneeling between my
legs he spread my ass cheeks with his hands bringing my asshole into
view. I heard him spit and felt it as it splattered into the trench
between my cheeks. Then taking his cock in one hand he guided it to the
puckered opening of my hole as he lowered his body onto mine. I felt the
pressure from the head of his dick as it pressed against my ass. The
pressure increased as his cock demanded entrance. It would have been
useless to resist, even if I wanted to. Even though I knew it was coming
I still couldn't help but gasp as I felt the jolt of pain as I felt my
ass ring suddenly stretch open and slip up over the head of Cutter's
cock. He paused briefly with the head of his pole wedged firmly in my
butt. Having taken him many times before my asshole quickly adjusted to
the invasion and right away the pain began to subside. Cutter pushed
forward again, slipping another couple inches of thick hard cock inside
of me. He then slowly withdrew just short of pulling completely out
before thrusting back in again, over and over he did this pushing his
dick deeper and deeper into me with each downward thrust. I could feel
his warm moist on the back of my neck as his breathing started to
quicken. I ground my own stiff cock into the bed as Cutter continued to
stuff my ass with his fuck pole. I could feel his heart pounding through
his hard hairy chest against my back. Just as I usually do when he fucks
me I felt a tingle deep in my ass which spread to my balls and through my
dick. I wondered if Whitfield's big black cock would give me the
same wonderful sensations.
"You love your ol man?" He panted.
"Yesss!" I moaned.
     The sensations coming from between my legs were increasing as Cutter
continued to fuck me.  He swore softly between moans and muttered how
good my ass felt to him. Cutters's thrusts gradually became faster and
more forceful, and I began to whimper in delight with the ever increasing
pleasures.
"Your ol man's big ol cock feels good in your butt, don't it boy?" He
whispered in my ear as his ass humped faster. The sounds of moans,
panting, and bare skin slamming against bare skin filled the air as we
fucked. Cutter's dick felt as though it was getting even harder and
bigger as it pistoned in and out of my asshole. Experience told me that,
that along with way he was panting and moaning, like me he was nearing
orgasm. I loved it when I nutted while he was fucking me, it felt much
better and lasted longer. My whimpers were getting louder as I teetered
on the edge, and I could feel my asshole stretching more as Cutter's cock
continued to swell. "Ugh...Ugh...Fuck yeah!" He huffed, as his thrusting
hips slammed into my asscheeks. Then suddenly my body convulsed beneath
Cutter's as I toppled over the edge.
"Ahhhhhhh....!" I moaned.
"JEZUS!" Cutter cried out. When my spasming asshole clamped down around
his cock as my dick spurted it's first volley of cum into the sheets.
"Ohhhhhh...!" I moaned again and Cutter groaned in ecstasy as another wad
of cum poured from my erupting dick and my hole gripped his pole again. I
could feel the slippery wet spot spreading beneath me as my nutts
emptied. Before I finished cumming Cutter started
"ARGGHHHHH!!!" He growled, as my still spasming asshole milked his
throbbing cock. He grunted, huffed, and panted while slamming his hips
into me over and over while his spewing dick coated the walls of my
bowels with his cream. Soon his thrusts gradually slowed until he lay
still, his cum slick cock was gradually softening and slowly slipping
from my well fucked hole and eventually slipped completely out with a
soft plop. He then rolled off of me onto the bed. I scooted out of bed
and headed to the bathroom leaving Cutter to catch his breath. He entered
the bathroom a minute later as I sat on the toilet noisily expelling his
freshly deposited load.
"The sounds of a good fuckin." He said, laughing as he turned on the
shower.
     I finished Whitfield's truck about 4 o'clock, he wasn't due to pick
it up for another hour though. My dick stirred a little knowing I would
see him again.