Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2012 21:47:17 +0200
From: Internet <succumballs@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dad And Son Head West 3

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Part 3 Tom Takes a Schoolmate Home


Before the week was over Matt had introduced me to his best friends, Steve
and Berti, both 8th graders; we were in 7th. Steve was a jock like Matt,
only a different body type. Where Matt was tall and muscular and loved
football, Steve was average height like me, and a soccer player. Berti had
a body like an anatomy lesson. You could see every muscle and sinew when he
took his shirt off during gymnastics. He could tumble and swing from the
rings like a monkey, And when he did you could see each testicle and the
meaty head of his cock under his nylon shorts.

When Matt saw me watching him he came over. "Got a boyfriend already, huh?"

"Jealous?" I asked like a fool. He sneered and walked away. "Come here." I
said. Matt at least stopped walking away. "Please come back, Matty." I
whispered. He returned. "I like watching him. I want to be able to do that
too. I'm not good at football or baseball. You saw me on the field
yesterday. Everybody wanted you as captain, me they didn't want at
all. That's why I like you. You're wild and crazy, and big." He smiled,
mollified. "And you're the sexiest guy in school. There, I said it. OK."
And then I got scared of what he would do.

He put his arm around my neck, grabbed my hair and pulled my neck back. I
waited for the bite, but he just licked my throat. "Better watch out,
Puppy. I go crazy sometimes."

"Me, too, Hot Rod. And I been practicing."

Matt's eyes widened. "Doing what?"

I grinned. "Come over tomorrow after school and I'll show you."

Next day was Friday and Matt came home with me. In my room I surprised him
when I said we had to do our homework first. "Shit, I didn't come here for
that. Come here. When's your dad get home?" He pulled me toward my bed and
put a finger in my mouth. I sucked it.

"Homework first. Then it's done. And I promised dad. And -- that's why I
get A's and you got held back a year. Come on." I don't know what force I
had over him but he resigned himself to an hour and a half of homework. By
the time we got to math I was rubbing my pre-cum over his prick's head as I
taught him the knack of factoring numbers.

After we finished I got between his legs, pulled his pants down and started
a nice slow blow job when dad came home. "Shit! I knew it." Matt pushed me
away and pulled up his pants. "See? Shit, Tom." He was really disappointed.

"It's OK. That's what I was waiting for." I grinned at him. "I bet he'll
want to join in when he sees your cock. Get on the bed. Come here." I
started taking off my shoes.

Matt looked amazed. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "OK, then." He took his shirt
off as I pulled his pants down again. He kicked his shoes and pants off and
got under the covers.

"You home?" We both heard dad's voice downstairs.

"Just finished our homework." I yelled back. Then dad did something I never
expected. He knocked on my door and asked if he could come in. When I
answered, "Sure," he walked in totally naked with a big pulpy cock swinging
between his legs. He was hot and ready to go.

"Been thinking about you all day, Angel, and --" Then he saw Matt under the
sheet. "Mother of god, Tom. Why didn't you tell me you had company. Tom?" I
never saw dad blush before. It made him sexier than ever and super
hot. "I'll come back later."

"Don't go." Matt said, eyes and mouth wide open.

I started giggling. "Sorry, Dad. I didn't expect such a warm welcome. This
is --"

"You must be Matt." Dad interrupted.

"How'd you know that?"

"You're all Angel's been talking about all week."

"Dad! Don't call me Angel in front of Matt."

"Why not? That's your name." When Matt smiled dad continued. "Thomas
Archangelo Under. That was his mother's family name. I'm David, by the
way." Dad walked over and put out his hand. When Matt took it I sat on the
edge of the bed and flung the sheet back.

"And this is Matt." I said proudly. Matt lay naked as a god, his cock over
his thigh. He was almost as big as dad and just as sexy.

"Well, you're right about one thing, Tommy. He is beautiful." Dad grinned
and sat behind me. Then he noticed the pool of pre-cum oozing onto Matt's
thigh. "And I'm obviously interrupting. I should let you guys get back to
it. Looks like it's going to be fun too." Dad leaned down toward Matt's
cock. "Just a little souvenir before I go." He licked up the pool of ooze,
gave the cock a quick squeeze and slurped up that too. Then he got up. We
both watched him go, broad shoulders, narrow waist and round ass. He turned
at the door and said, "If you need any help, just let me know." His cock
was even harder now.

That made us both laugh, and Matt said, "It was nice to meet you, Mr. --
uh, David. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-eight." When Matt started to figure dad continued, "I was eighteen
when Tom was born. His mother got me young, and we were good friends so I
thought, why not. You know?"

"Wow, my dad's fifty-two. You're like -- wow." Then Matt turned to
me. "Shit, Puppy, you didn't tell me your dad was, you know... fucking
Wow."

Now dad laughed. "Be an angel, Tommy, and ask your friend to spend the
night. MIght be fun."

"You want to, Matt? That would be great. Would your parent mind?"

"They don't give a fuck what I do."

"Well, I do." Dad said. "You might watch your language around here, young
man."

"Sorry, Sir." Matt blushed. "I mean, David."

Dad walked back and knelt next to Matt's head. "I didn't mean to be rough,
Matty. It's just that too much dirty talk makes you sound dumb. And you're
not, or Tommy wouldn't like you." Matt grinned, happy. I could tell he
really liked dad. Dad tousled his wavy, dark hair and then kissed him on
the mouth. It lasted longer than I expected so I licked at the pre-cum that
pooled again at the tip of his cock.

When dad leaned back Matt looked from him to me. "Wow," was all he said.

"See you later, guys." Dad got up to go. Before closing the door behind him
he said, "And don't forget, if you need any help..." We heard him laugh
walking down the hall.

Matt stared at me, then said, "You ever, you know..."

"With dad? Yeah. You want me to ask him to come back? He wants to."

"No, I just want us first. If it's OK? Maybe later though." He grinned. "I
mean, watching the girls suck you off the other day, got me so hot. I think
I have to do that." I kissed him quickly and flipped myself around to a 69
position, a new one for him I thought since he said, "Wow, you really know
what you're doing."

I laughed and slurped on his dripping cock. When he just laid there moaning
I said, "So, now, you just put this little part here into you mouth like
this." I guided the head of my cock toward his lips. "LIke this."

"Little? Shit, Puppy. And I know how to do that."

"Do you know how to do this?" As he sucked on me I went around the world on
him, sucking all over his balls and cock. And then I spread his ass cheeks
and dug my tongue into his hole. He shuddered, he'd never had that before
and liked it, which made me dig deeper, rubbing my nose and chin over his
pretty, pink pucker. Then I went back to his cock and deep-throated
him. He'd never had that either and cried out, "Shit, Puppy."

When I came up for air I flipped around again and straddled him. In the
nook of my headboard was my grease. I put some on my hole and on his
cock. He watched silently, then grinned.

"Yeah, Matty." I said. "I been thinking about you all week." I poised the
tip of his cock's head at my hole and leaned down to kiss him. He pushed me
away until I said, "It's only your sweaty, pink asshole I've been kissing,
and it's real clean now." He pulled me into a deep, wonderful kiss as my
passion flower slipped over his prick head. "Oh, god," I sighed. "It's been
over a week. I'm tight." I pulled up.

"You don't have to, Puppy."

"Oh, yes I do." I lowered myself again, sitting up straight, rocking on
him, lowering myself slowly. When I had him in me up to the hilt I panted
and leaned forward.

He kissed me again. "You're nice and warm."

I sighed. "And you are hot as hell." I lifted up and slid him in and out,
my ass a bouncing ball. "How long do you think you can last?"

"About one minute."

I laughed. "OK, then. Get on top." He looked puzzled until I held him and
pushed us over to one side. "OK, let's flip over." We did it
flawlessly. "You're good at that." He kissed me again. "If I only have a
minute, give me the best minute you got." I dug my heels into his ass. He
stuck me as hard as he could. I groaned. "Do that again, Matty. Give me a
minute of you in ass fuck heaven."

He held me so tight it took my breath away, and his too as he dug into
me. "Oh, shit." He said. "Shit, Puppy, you're fantastic."

"Fuck me good, Matty. I been dreaming of you all week." I diverted his
attention saying how hard he was, how good he poked me, how hard his
muscles were and how good he tasted, He lasted five minutes until he went
into high gear. Then in rapid fire he pounded my ass like a real
athlete. "Ohhh, Matty!" I whined as he dumped his juice. When he'd shot it
all he grabbed my cock. I went off at once. "Shit." I cried as cum shot
over my head. He covered me with his mouth. When I'd finished shooting he
looked around wondering what to do with the cum in his mouth. "Give it to
me." I whispered. He leaned down and dribbled a mouthful into mine. I
swallowed, panting.

"Give it back," he said. "It was just so fucking much."

"It's gone. Next time if you want." I held him to me, gyrating on the
stiffness filling my ass. He rolled us onto our sides, trembling from
exhaustion. I crawled on top, still impaled, and rested on his chest, broad
and firm, licking his nipples, his sweat.

"Tommy?" He kissed the top of my head and held it to his chest. "Wow,
Puppy."

"What?"

"That was my first time. Doing that. You're amazing." He turned my head to
look at me. "And you're pretty, Puppy. I never met anybody like
you. Sometimes you're sexy and butch, and other times soft and girlish. I
really like you."

"I like you too, Matty. A lot, since the minute I saw you." I settled back
on his muscled chest, closed my eyes and gently rocked my ass over his
pole. He pushed up softly. "I had two others, but --"

"Your dad?"

"Yeah, just once. And a guy in Virginia for about a year. But it wasn't
like this. I like you a lot, Matty. You and dad both, but you like it more,
and that really turns me on."

"Will you fuck me next me, Puppy?" He breathed into my ear. "I want to know
what it's like."

I sat up. His face was filled with worry and wonder all at once. "If you
want." He hid his face for a moment. I pulled him to me. "The first time
hurts a little, but then..." His stomach growled like crazy. I
laughed. "You hungry?" He nodded. "Let's shower and go see what dad's
making for dinner, OK?" He nodded. "And you have to call your parents. If
you want to spend the night. Do you want to? Please. Your cock wants to."
He nodded again. "Good." I licked his nipples.

He poked me a few times as hard as he could with a melting hard on. I
melted onto him and sighed my delight, licking his sweaty armpit. He pulled
my ass cheeks apart and pushed into me again. I giggled, "You really like
that, don't you, Matt?"

"Shit, yeah. Don't you?" My smile must have been full of stars because he
said, "You love it. I can tell."

"I love you doing it." I kissed him long and deep like dad did me. "What's
your nickname, Matt? You said you had one."

"I don't want to tell you that." I buried my face in his armpit and then
licked it. "It's Rat Shit. I hate it."

"How'd you get it?"

"I get pissed off if I don't get my way. My mom called me that once in
front of the guys. Matt Shit's Rat Shit."

"You can have your way with me anytime, Matt." I ground on his hard on,
stretching my hole open for the next time. He pulled my face to his and
held me until tears welled in his eyes. "Matty? What's wrong. What did I do
wrong?"

"Nothing, Puppy. It's me. Let's get up now."

"Tell me. Do you think this is wrong? It's not."

"No, Puppy, it's not that. Later, OK?" He held me tight.

I nodded OK and kissed his chest. "I want yo to be happy here, Matt. Don't
cry."

"I am. Puppy. That's why I'm crying. You and your dad are so nice. I like
being here. I hate being at home. They don't like me. My mom caught me
messing around with Berti's cock once, and now she calls me a fucking homo
every time she gets mad at me. Even in front of other people. I hate her so
much. And my dad hits me all the time."

"Matty, you can stay here as much as you want. OK? I want you to, and so
does dad. OK? So don't cry. Come on, let's go shower. I want to lick you
ass hole some more. You liked that, didn't you?" I was surprised when Matt
pushed me onto my back and held my legs up in the air. My ass hole stuck
right into his face, and he pushed his tongue into the loose opening. I
gasped.

"You tastes like cum, Puppy." The tonguing got him hard again and he
lowered my onto his cock again. It sank right in and I groaned. "My little
cum-puppy likes that, doesn't he?" I just giggled. "Let's shower and go see
what your dad's doing." I pulled him down to a kiss and wiggled my ass on
him.