Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 14:41:12 -0800 (PST)
From: Sky <bluskylar@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddys lil ho, part 11

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This is a work of FICTION. Any resemblances to real life occurrences are
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This is a work of FICTION and should in no way be construed as support of
putting any child at risk or harm. That actions depicted in this story are
not meant for real life application and that all readers should be aware
and abide by all local, state, and federal laws regarding sexual activity
with minors.

Also, barebacking even with other adults is a bad idea for everyone.

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Daddy's lil Whore
Part 11
Cumming to Terms


It had been a hot day and the heat didn't let up after the sun went
down. Luke helped me do the dishes after dinner while Daddy went upstairs
for a shower. When he came back down he was wearing a pair of really old
torn denim shorts. He looked so handsome fresh from the shower his chest
bare. I wanted to run right up into his arms, but I knew that wouldn't be a
good idea.

It was decided by Daddy that Luke should hang out a little longer. So the
three of us sat at the table playing a game of Uno. It was a lot of
fun. Daddy let Luke and me have cokes while he drank beer.

A little after eight o'clock the game ended. Luke apologized, but he knew
he had to leave. Daddy ordered me to get showered just before he walked
Luke to his car.

It was feeling so nice to have a family like night at home. I really had
enjoyed it. The whole day was just about perfect. Mr. Davis had come over
and we got to fuck in the backyard while my red haired teen Celtic god Luke
watched and even let me suck him off. It really couldn't get much better.

My shower felt so good. My bottom was a little encrusted with last bits of
evidence from Mr. Davis. My fingers brushed over it as it softened and
washed way with the shower water. I lathered up my body making sure to get
any of the remaining suntan lotion. Touching my lower belly, feeling its
silky softness was getting me hot. Soaping up my hands good I stuck two
fingers into my boyhole. After all, I need to make sure I got that clean
too.

After my shower I got some undies on, grabbed my bear and headed
downstairs. Daddy was in the kitchen so I walked in there. He was pulling
another beer out of fridge just before he turned and gave me a look.

"Hey Sky, so how did things go with you and Luke today?" Daddy asked.

Slightly apprehensive, I answered, "Pretty good Daddy. He's nice."

"Good good. No problems at all?"

"Nuh uh Daddy, everything was good."

"I'm glad. Did Michael or anyone else stop by today?"

This made me worry a little. Did Luke say something to Daddy when they went
out to Luke's car? If he did, what did he say?

"Um yeah, Mr. Davis from next door stopped by."

"Oh did he? What did he want?"

"He just came to check up on me. He said he was really relieved to see Luke
was here with me."

"Okay, that's good. So sport, how about a movie then we call it a night?"
he asked.

I readily agreed and we settle in the living room. I let Daddy pick the
movie but I think he was being really nice because he picked something I
really liked, "The Golden Compass." After he put the DVD in the player he
took a seat on the couch, I was on the floor.

"Come here baby, sit next to me."

I got up and snuggled right against Daddy as the movie started. We both sat
quietly watching the movie. Daddy put his arm around me, which even though
it was warm felt really good. His had moved to my head and he ran his
fingers through my hair. About two thirds of the way into the movie I fell
to sleep.

The next morning I awoke to the sound of snoring.  I could feel Daddy's
warm body next to me. Snuggling up against him he moved just a little by
throwing his arm over me. Peacefully I lay there for a little while until I
drifted back to sleep.

What seemed like only moments later I awoke again. Daddy was stirring
now. He rubbed my belly then kissed the top of my head.

"Hey honey, you ready to get up and have some breakfast?"

Then I heard his stomach gurgle. It made me snigger.

"Sounds like you're hungry Daddy."

"Well then we better get some breakfast going before I decide to eat you!"
he laughingly threatened.

Then he grabbed me and tickled my ribs getting me to scream a torrent of
protests and laughter. Another kiss on the head and Daddy was out of the
bed heading to the kitchen.

It took me a little longer to make my way to the kitchen I had to find my
bear and made a stop to the bathroom.

Daddy made us a nice breakfast and even offered to let me out of doing the
dishes so when I was done I ran upstairs to put on my swimsuit. It looked
like it was going to be another gorgeous day and I wanted to work a little
more on my tan. I knew that I couldn't go naked with Daddy there, but it
was okay because things seemed so good between us.

The only thing I couldn't figure out was why. Just the other night he came
in my room angry and he pretty much raped me, though I'm not sure its
possible to rape the willing. One thing is for sure, he was not happy, but
then just yesterday when he got home from work just by having Luke here he
seemed okay. I guess it was a good idea not to tell him what happened.

I slipped on one of the cute bikinis that Zach had bought me and headed
back downstairs. As I got to the kitchen I heard Daddy talking. He was on
the phone.

"Okay, but tell me what happened," he demanded.

I stood in the kitchen staring at Daddy wondering whom he was talking to on
the phone. He turned to me and gave me a slight grimace.

"Sky, go outside," he commanded.

A little surprised I grabbed the lotion and headed for the chaise. Now I
was even more worried. I dropped the bottle on the ground next to the
chaise and then tried to sneak up to the kitchen window to listen in on
Daddy's conversation.

It was really hard to make out half of what Daddy was saying but I had a
definite feeling that this was not a good conversation from the tone in his
voice. His voice even seemed to move farther away.

Then all of a sudden from the front of the house I heard, "Fuck!"

I heard Daddy stomp back into the kitchen. The beeps of the phone as he
dialed a number seemed quite clear. Then quiet.

"Michael, it's Kurt. Fuck man, I don't know what to do. I just got done
talking to the kid I hired to watch Sky and he told me that yesterday..."
Daddy's voice faded as he seemed to walk back to the front of the house.

I moved to the door to see if I could hear anything through the screen, but
no luck. All I could imagine was that Luke told Daddy about what had
happened when Mr. Davis had come over, which means that Luke probably
didn't mention Mr. Davis yesterday. Daddy called him back to drill him for
information. He suspected something and couldn't let it go.

Distraught, I ran to the chaise and threw myself down on it. It was too
easy to know that whatever Michael said to Daddy wouldn't help too
much. Lying there on the chaise I couldn't help get mad at myself. Mad for
not being the little boy my daddy wanted and mad for being such a slut.

After a few minutes I realized I couldn't even enjoy the sun not knowing
what was going on. Into the house I went. Daddy was in the kitchen at the
sink finishing up the breakfast dishes. He didn't even look at me as I
entered. I stood there for a minute waiting for him to acknowledge me, but
it seemed for nothing.

I couldn't take anymore so I spoke up, "Daddy?"

Without looking up from the dishes he said, "Sky, go play, go outside, go
to your room, but I need you not to be here right now."

I ran up the stairs. When I reached my room I grabbed my bear and flung
myself onto my bed weeping. I lay there for some time quietly sobbing to
myself until I heard a car pull up in front of the house. Then I heard a
knock on the door. Curiosity was getting the better of me so I went to the
window.

Out front was Michael's car. Why was he here? I thought Daddy didn't like
him after the last couple incidences. Very possibly I was wrong.

I crept down the stairs stopping just far enough to where I could see
Michael and Daddy standing in the entryway talking.

"Sky! Get your fucking ass back upstairs! I don't want to see you until I
call for you, got it?"

I ran back to my room. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I felt as
though I was about to burst into tears again, but I stifled it. Michael was
there and maybe he could talk some reason into Daddy. Michael liked me and
knew that things could be okay. I convinced myself that Daddy would come
around with Michael's help.

It seemed like an hour before I heard Michael call for me to come
downstairs. His voice was welcoming in its relaxed tone. This reinforced my
confidence that Michael smoothed things over.

I cautiously made my way down the steps. When I reached the bottom Michael
called again from the kitchen. I went through the house and into the
kitchen where Daddy sat at the table with his back to me. I had my bear
held tight against my chest as I walked toward the table. I stopped just a
couple steps short of Daddy.

"Come here Sky honey, we need to talk to you," said Michael in his silky
soothing voice.

I took a seat just on the other side of Michael from Daddy. I could hear my
heart pounding in my ears as I waited for out talk to start.

Michael gave me a tiny smile and said, "Sky, we need to ask you some things
and I need you to be completely honest with us. I promise you that
everything is going to be all right. Can you trust me?"

I just nodded my head as I looked back and forth between them. Michael was
looking right at me, but Daddy's gaze bounced all over the room just
intermittently brushing over me.

Michael took my hand. "Sky, what happened when Mr. Davis came over
yesterday?"

OMG, he wanted me to tell. I sat there for a moment biting my lip and
thinking about the situation. It seemed that they already knew what had
happened they were just looking for me to confess. I couldn't deny what had
happened so I decided to tell the story.

I went through the whole day, how I met Luke and how he made me
breakfast. How I went out sunbathing in the backyard naked much to Luke's
chagrin. How the doorbell rang and I let Mr. Davis in and the conversation
that came when Luke came downstairs. I went right down the whole list of
events. I could see Michael was getting a little excited when I got to
where I had sucked Mr. Davis and then sat on his cock just before Luke
returned with the lemonade. I could also see my daddy seemed to be melting
in his chair as the story progressed. I told how Luke finally let me suck
him while Mr. Davis fucked me. Going right on past Mr. Davis leaving,
lunch, and how Luke and I spent the afternoon. I tried very hard not to
leave out a single important detail without being overly graphic.

When I finished Daddy got up from the table and exclaimed, "I need a
fucking beer!"

"Sit down Kurt," Michael ordered.

To my surprise, Daddy sat right back down.

"Kurt, what happened here after I left Thursday night?"

"Nothing," Daddy said abruptly.

** BANG! ** Slammed Michael's fist on the table.

"Don't fucking lie to me. Should I ask Sky what happened since the boy is
at least willing to tell the truth?" Michael asked harshly.

"No."

"Then I suggest you start spilling."

Daddy looked down at the floor as he spoke, "I had another beer then I went
upstairs."

"And?"

"A...and, I went into Sky's room."

"Why?"

"'Cause I was pissed that I had a little cock-loving faggot for a son,
that's the hell why!"

"Really? So what did a great big macho stud like you do to this poor little
faggot here? Who is twelve and a hell of a lot smaller than you I might
add!"

"I fucked him," Daddy said in a barely audible voice.

"Excuse me? I couldn't hear you."

"I fucked him! I fucked him. I fucked him."

Daddy started to cry. Not teary eyes, not a whimper, but a full on
wholehearted soul deep sob. He sat back in that chair, chin to his chest,
red faced, and a torrent of tears falling on to his chest.

Michael waved me up from my seat. Silently he directed me to go to my
daddy. I moved cautiously around the table, as I held tight to my
teddy. When I reached daddy I was completely dumbfounded on what I should
do. I looked up at Michael but he only gave me a nod to go ahead, whatever
that meant. I put my hand on Daddy's shoulder.

"It's okay Daddy."

He whipped at his tears then looked up at me. His eyes met mine. He looked
so torn and sorrowful. I tried to give him a little smile. He responded by
grabbing me around the waist and pulling me onto his lap. His arms gripped
me so tightly. His head pressed into my neck and he began to sob again.

Daddy's tears trickled onto my neck, shoulders, and down my chest. I held
him, petting his hair. It seemed so odd to have a big man breakdown like
that, but I wanted to help. Help him in any way I could.

Daddy sat up, looked me in the eyes again and said, "Sky, I'm so sorry. I'm
so sorry that I have been so awful to you. I shouldn't have done what I
did. I shouldn't have treated you the way that I did. It was wrong, very
very wrong. Can you please forgive me?"

Again I smiled at Daddy, "Daddy its okay. I love you."

He just sat there bewildered, his mouth open and his eyes scanning my face.

Michael spoke up, "Kurt, did you hear your son? He said it was okay and
that he loves you. What does that tell you?"

Daddy whispered his reply, "I'm very lucky to have such a boy."

"You are lucky, Kurt, very lucky. You have a very special son. One that
loves you with his whole heart and he desires only to please you."

Daddy looked up at Michael with an angry face, "Don't say it like that, you
make it sound so dirty."

"Its true Kurt. You can't deny it. Sky, do you want to make your daddy
happy in every way? Do you like him touching you, being with you?"

I looked over at Michael then back at Daddy, and at first I just nodded my
head, but then I managed to tell him, "Yes Daddy, I want to make you happy
in every way."

"Sky baby, you don't know what you are saying. For goodness sake, I raped
you the other night. Are you going to tell me that you are okay with that?"

Again I nodded.

Daddy turned back to Michael looking for some sort of answer to the
questions in his head.

"I told you he was special. Sky honey, do you like having sex with Daddy
and me?"

I looked up at Michael and nodded.

"Tell Daddy you like to suck big men's cocks and when they use your little
boypussy."

I looked at Daddy. His expression was of disbelief.

"Daddy, when you came to my room the other night I know you were mad and
you were rough, but you didn't hurt me, well not much, and it felt
good. You were so sexy when you fucked me like that."

"Kurt, you have to come to terms with the fact that Sky here is going to
have men fucking him, whether you approve or not. Even if I weren't in the
picture, look how he's gotten your neighbor to fuck him and I'm sure that
boy you had here isn't far from it either. Feel his little ass or offer him
your cock now and I'll bet he is ready to go."

Daddy looked at me again, his eyes were soft as they gazed into mine.

"Is that true Sky? Do you want to get fucked even now?"

I could feel my face flush red. I bit my lip and nodded my head.

"Okay baby, go relax outside for a little bit. Michael and Daddy need to
talk."

Daddy gave me a big hug ten a soft sweet kiss on the lips. I hopped off his
lap and looked at him. His hand gave me a gentle smack on my bottom.

I scurried right outside onto the chaise. There I lay, bathing in the sun
for what seemed like a really long time. The sun felt so good and warm on
my skin. I was just about to fall asleep when Daddy called me into the
house. Groggily I walked from the chaise into the kitchen. There stood
Daddy and Michael.

Daddy looked down on me and said, "Okay Sky, Michael and I talked this
through. If you are going to be as you are..."

"A pussyboy, say it Kurt," Michael instructed.

"Okay okay, if you are going to be a pussyboy then we need to lay some
ground rules. Okay?"

I perked right up and gave Daddy an enthusiastic nod.

"So you agree to do as you are told? Because if you don't I'll just have to
find some other way of dealing with you."

"No no Daddy, I promise I'll do what you say."

"Okay, now first thing is you can't just seduce every man you come
across. Michael and I will try to keep you happy. We don't want you to get
hurt."

"But Daddy what about Mr. ..."

"Let me finish Skylar," he cut me off. "I understand that you already have
some 'friends' that you have played with. You may still play with them, but
I want to know who they are, got it? Michael has also made it very clear to
me that even that may not be enough for your appetite, but we will
see. This is all very odd to me and I don't want to rush into this.

Second, next month I am going to be enrolling you in school. I have already
sent a request for your transcripts from your old school and I will be
looking at them. Once I have you and I will have another discussion about
what I expect from you at school. Know now that I would expect you to do
better in school here with me than you did with your mother and that if
your grades are not satisfactory you will be house bound and I will get an
ugly old woman to watch you and tutor you. Understood?"

I couldn't help smile from ear to ear as I looked up at Daddy.

"All right faggot, get that fucking girly swimsuit off. Michael and I are
going to take it easy in the living room. Get us each a beer."

I slipped out of my suit as the men walked out of the kitchen.

I was hard before I hit the stairs. My suit got put in the draw with the
others and I flew back down to the kitchen happily naked. The fridge was
well stocked with Daddy's favorite beer; I grabbed two then headed to the
living room.

Daddy and Michael were seated on the couch and the TV was on. I plopped on
the couch between them and handed them the beers, but then Michael gave a
cough.

"Skylar, what are you doing?" Daddy asked with a very perplexed look on his
face.

"What do you mean Daddy? I got you and Michael your beers." I stated
innocently.

Daddy chuckled, "Yes, yes you did honey, but why are you naked?"

"'Cause you told me to take my swimsuit off Daddy."

Both of the men broke out into laughter. The joke escaped me. I really
couldn't understand what they were laughing at I was just doing as I was
told. Only a few minutes before in the kitchen it was insisted that I
behave so that is what I did. It didn't seem funny to me. I decided to let
it go. Once they settled down Michael cleared his throat very
intentionally, like a man about to give a speech.

"Oh right," said Daddy, "Skylar, get off the couch. From here on out you
will only sit on the furniture when I or Michael have given you permission,
understood?"

I hopped right off the couch and took a seat on the floor between
them. Daddy's hand came down on top of my head and he ruffled my hair.

"Good boy, Sky honey. Now daddy is feeling a little tight in his
pants. Would you please help him with them?"

I gave Daddy a big smile then got on my knees and grabbed Daddy's belt. It
wasn't hard to see from the bulged in his pants what was causing at least
part of the problem. The button was unfastened and the zipper pulled down,
I reached into his pants pulling his fat meaty daddy cock free.

"Whoa little buddy!" Daddy called out. "What are you doing baby?"

Biting me lip and gave daddy my best puppy eyes before I spoke. "It look
like this was the tight problem Daddy. I was just trying to help."

"So what were you planning to do?"

The words seemed to stick to my tongue as I tried to tell Daddy how I was
going to suck his cock for him. Nothing came out of my mouth except for my
tongue. Blood rushed to my cheeks as I tried to come up with the right
words to say. Finally, feeling that I had no other course because language
was completely escaping me I took a deep breath bent over and licked the
length of my father's cock from the bottom of the zipper up to the
head. After reaching the corona I looked up at Daddy. He smiled then
grabbed me by the shoulder pulling himself to his feet.

"Okay, if you are going to be the house pussyboy, I guess I should give
what you need to do a proper job."

With that he grabbed the waistband of his pants and pushed them to his
feet. He sat back on the couch kicking the pants off then spreading his
legs invitingly for me. I didn't hesitate. My mouth met his hair scrotum in
an instant. My lips suck the loose skin into my mouth as my tongue pressed
against the plump egg shaped balls inside.

"Oh yeah baby, lick Daddy's balls good. Hmmm... Your sweet little mouth
feels so good."

I pulled one of the chubby balls into my mouth, my tongue swabbing every
side. Daddy had his cock in his hand stroking it just a little then he
would tap it against my forehead. The ball left my mouth pop as I pulled
away. Daddy reached behind my neck pressing my face into his cock. He
rubbed it all over my face. It was leaking a steady flow of pre so it
painted my forehead, cheeks, and nose with it as it moved over my face.

"You like that baby? You like Daddy's big cock? Tell Daddy how much his
little boy slut want it."

"Oh Daddy, I wuv yer gwate big cock. It so fat, juicy, and hard. I wanna
suck it willwy bad then I hope daddy will fuck me with it."

"Oh yes baby. Fuck, you are such a hot little faggot. Open up Sky honey,
let Daddy feed you his cock."

My lips had barely parted as Daddy put his cock to my lips and pulled my
head forward. Obviously he was eager to get my mouth on it because he had
it half way down my throat choking me before well before I had enough spit
on it. Daddy's hand took hold of my hair and he started fucking my head
onto his cock. Daddy seemed totally engrossed with his cock disappearing
between my lips. As I looked up at him our eyes never met, but he stared at
my face, or rather my mouth, the entire time with a lust filled look on his
face.

Neither of us paid much notice of Michael until he spoke, "Hey Kurt, have a
look at this. I think you will enjoy it."

Michael had placed a DVD in the player. When Daddy looked up he saw the now
familiar sight of my face with a cock in my mouth slowly being
fucked. Daddy's eyes bounced between the TV screen and my face, back and
forth. I didn't know but he tried to match the pace the cock on the screen
that was fucking my mouth. I was taking the full length of Daddy's cock at
this point with no problem. He pulled me on and off his cock by my
hair. The feeling of the head of Daddy's cock as it pushed over my tongue
and down my throat was so fulfilling. My tongue was lightly coated with
Daddy's pre. I was so excited.

Michael leaned toward Daddy, "Little faggot has got one hell of a mouth,
don't she? Don't you love how the bitch can take his daddy's cock all the
way down his little cocksucking throat? Man you are so lucky that you are
going to get to fuck this little bitch every fucking day man."

Daddy threw his head back as he moaned, "Oh fuck yeah! Fucking little fag
has a hot mouth. Sucks like a pro, like a fucking cocksucking pro whore."

"Yeah man, that's right. The little fucker is a whore. Should we fuck him
like a whore man? Should we use this little bitch?"

Daddy groaned, "Awww fuck yeah!"

Michael got off the couch and moved around behind me. His big hands grabbed
onto the cheeks of my bottom then I felt his wet tongue press against the
tiny bud of my boyhole. I watched Daddy as he took pleasure in watching
Michael eat my hole. He took hold of my head with both hands feeding me his
fat daddy cock. Michael's tongue dug into me making me moan like a cat in
heat. His lips pressed tight against my hole as he sucked while he tongue
fucked me. I found myself rubbing my bottom against his face, the feeling
of his beard heightening the sensation of his eating me out. I took Daddy's
balls in one hand just pulling them slightly as he fucked my mouth, really
just feeling their soft warm fuzziness.

"Oh fuck Kurt dude, this baby boy sure has one sweet little hole. Best damn
pussy I ever ate. You think I should give this little bitch what she wants
and fuck her sweet little ass?"

Daddy's face was a little flush his lips parted and his eyes very
intense. "Fuck, fuck yeah. Dude fuck that little slut's ass. Yeah man, give
it to the little bitch."

I felt the head of Michael's cock press against the lips of my boyhole. He
rubbed it there for a minute, like he was teasing me.

"You want it, Sky? You want Daddy Michael's big uncut cock in that sweet
little pussy hole? Show me you want it."

I tried as best I could, I pressed back as far as I could without giving up
my face getting fucked, though I had Daddy now half pulled off the couch. I
wiggled my butt and tried to open my hole for him. He rubbed the head up
and down over my pucker just stopping for a moment putting a little
pressure on the hole and then pulling it away.

"Kurt, you see how this little bitch wants my cock? Do you see it? Little
fucker can't get enough cock in that fucking boypussy."

Michael pushed the head of his cock into my hole. Daddy was now sitting up
on the edge of the couch fucking my head. It was no longer sucking mouth
was just an open wet hole for him to fuck. Daddy pulled my head all the way
into his crotch and held my head there as he watched Michael push his cock
into me. This time it wasn't gradual or gentle, he just pushed the full
length of his 8-inch cock all the way into me. My body jumped and heaved in
response to the invasion; it was incredible. Then slowly they both pulled
out of me until just the heads of their cocks stayed in me. They began to
fuck me in synchronicity. As daddy pulled my head onto his cock Michael
would bury his cock into my pussy to his balls.

"Oh my gawd man, this is so fucking hot," Michael shouted. "Who would have
thought when I met this little faggot I would end up spit roasting the baby
slut with her fucking old man!"

They both picked up their pace fucking my holes in earnest. I loved how
Michael's hips slapped against my bottom as Daddy's cock rode past my lips
and over my tongue. Michael had a firm grasp on my hips as he fucked me
like daddy had on my head. It felt at times like if I could come right off
the floor and they wouldn't break the rhythm. In my hand Daddy's balls
started to tighten up.

"Oh fuck bitch, oh fuck! I'm gunna fucking cum, dude."

Michael shouted with encouragement, "Yeah man, feed Sky your load
dude. Feed the little fucker. He wants it his daddy to cum down his little
bitch throat!"

Daddy pulled my head to his crotch three more times then held me there. I
could feel his cock throb against my tongue and lips as his seed shot into
my throat. After about five volleys of his cum shot he pulled me off
completely. He grabbed hold of his cock and pointed it at my face, shooting
another 7 blasts of cum onto my face and hair.

"Fuck yeah man, mark that bitch with your cum man! Fuck, I'm gunna cum in
this sweet little ass."

Michael impaled me with his cock. His hips pressed so hard against my
bottom that it felt like he was trying to push his whole body into my
hole. He had to have shot some cum into me before he pulled his cock
out. The rest of his cum sprayed my bottom and back. He shot as far as to
get me in the back of the head. I could feel the cum dribble and pool in
the small of my back. Michael was panting and crying as he finished
unloading his seed on me.

Laying back on the couch Daddy watched Michael cum on me. I rested my hands
on Daddy's thighs to hold myself up as Michael finished blowing his load. I
couldn't help smiling at Daddy as he watched Michael's cum splatter up my
back.

Michael got up from the floor and threw himself down on the couch.

"Stand up, Sky. Let's have a look at you," Daddy chuckled.

I stood up then turned around slow a couple times for them. I tried to
collect some of the dribbling cum with my fingers and tongue from my face
and body. I licked and sucked at my fingers after they filled to
capacity. Michael called me over to him. I started to get onto my knees but
he stopped me.

"No baby boy, just turn around for me, okay?"

So I did just that. Michael put on hand on my hip and the other on my
shoulder bending me over just slightly. He very carefully and thoughtfully
started to lick up all the remaining cum on my back on bottom. His tongue
sent shivers up my spine as he licked. Daddy got up from the couch and
knelt in front of me. He took my head in his hands and gave me a deep long
kiss then he lapped at the cum that remained on my face. After each lick he
would kiss me again.

"Baby, daddy is still hard. Can I fuck you?"

Before I could answer him Michael interrupted, "Kurt, you don't have to
ask. His little pussy is prepped and ready. Just fuck the little bitch."

Daddy pulled me to the floor face first then straddled my legs. I could
feel his cock push between my cheeks. I was wet from Michael's load and
saliva so Daddy slipped right in.

He groaned really loud, "Oh my gawd baby, you really are the best little
piece of ass."

With his hands on floor next to my head Daddy started fucking me. With just
the movement of his hips he drove the full length of his cock in and out of
me. I held my cheeks tight adding to my sensation. Each time Daddy bottomed
out inside me I gave a little moan as the air was forced out of my lungs.

"Yeah Kurt, that's it man. Fuck your little boy, man. Fuck that little
faggot good."

Not very loudly, Daddy said to me in a very sexy voice, "You like that
baby? You like daddy's big cock fucking your ass? Feels good don't it,
getting that hot little boy pussy pounded?"

I responded with a stutter of yeses between moans and I pushed my bottom up
against Daddy to try to take him deeper. He in turn fucked harder. How I
loved the wet smacking sound of our bodies meeting.

"Damn," Daddy exclaimed, "for sloppy seconds you got a tight little hole."

This made me very proud to know my hole was so pleasurable.

Daddy pulled me up onto my knees, but I was still to low for him, so he had
Michael push over the ottoman. Daddy helped me onto it then pushed his cock
right back into me. He had a hold of my shoulders and was pounding my
boyhole good. This brought my head up, which Michael decided to take
advantage of.

"Don't forget what I taught you, Sky. Every good bitch cleans their man's
dick after they got a good fucking."

I opened my mouth and Michael pushed his cock through my lips. The salty
sweet taste of his cum from my bottom coated it. The flavor really sent my
heart pounding. Without grasping my head Michael slowly fucked my mouth.

Daddy leaned forward a little and said to me, "You like that don't you, two
big hard cocks fucking you at both ends? You fucking love it, don't you
bitch?"

Daddy was slamming his cock into me now. I moaned loudly in response but
Michael's big cock muffled it. Michael pulled out just until the head was
still in my mouth. He pulled back his foreskin.

"Make sure you get it good and clean, Sky honey, " Michael instructed.

I swabbed my tongue around the corona, below the head, finding all the
captured deposits of our love juices. Occasionally I would wince from Daddy
pile driving my cunt. It took almost every thought I had not to bite down
on Michael because the pain would be so sharp. After it subsided it would
leave my head spinning.

Suddenly they both stopped. I didn't know what was happening until I felt
Daddy pick me up and flip me onto my back. He pulled my legs over his
shoulders as he reinserted himself into me. He looked down on me, his face
was flush and you could see the lust in his eyes. His cock felt like it was
as hard as steel inside me.

"Sky, you are so fucking sexy, baby."

Holding the tops of my thighs Daddy resumed pile driving me. Michael was
standing over me looking down and smiling then he turned around and sat on
my face. His ass was a little musky and a bit sweaty. I pushed my tongue
out and licked along the crack. When my tongue pushed against his hole I
gave it a hard kiss. Michael rubbed his ass across my nose and tongue
riding my face.

I could hear Daddy say, "Oh fuck, baby yeah! Eat that ass Sky! Eat that ass
good, bitch!"

I put my hands on Michael's ass and pushed my face harder against it. As
hard as I could I tried to tongue fuck his hot tight manhole. I could tell
this was driving Daddy wild to watch because he was pounding my hole so
hard. That's when I felt my whole body erupt in ecstasy. My body was on
fire, my pulse was racing, and every nerve ending was alive as my body
throbbed within my boy-gasm. I could feel my boycunt close tighter around
Daddy's cock. Along every inch I could feel from the head to the base with
every ripple of a vein in between.

"Fuck baby, fuck! I'm gunna cum for you, Sky! Daddy is gunna cum right up
that hot little faggot hole. Take my cum bitch!"

Daddy groaned as he filled my guts with his seed. He pounded away at my
hole until every last drop spit from his balls deep into my boycunt. When
he finally collapsed on top of me was when I knew he was spent.

Michael moved over to the couch as Daddy and I panted on the ottoman. Daddy
was sweaty all over. He started to kiss my shoulder then he looked at me.

"Thank you baby, that was awesome."

I looked up at Daddy and asked, "So Daddy, are we okay?"

He hugged me close. "Yes baby boy, we are okay and I love you very much."

He brought his lips to mine giving me a very soft sweet kiss. A moment
later, He quickly got up and flopped onto the couch. I laid there quietly
panting as Daddy grabbed the beer I had brought him taking a huge swig from
it before setting the can back down.

"Hey Sky, go get Daddy and Michael another beer, would you baby boy?"

When I returned from the kitchen with the beers Daddy was offering Michael
a dip in the hot tub.  The three of us made our way to the tub and settled
into the cool water.

"So Kurt, I am having a party next Saturday. I would like for you and Sky
to come. It should be a really good time."

"You don't think Sky might get bored at an adult party?" Daddy inquired.

"Oh no worries there my friend. We can keep him plenty busy."

Daddy gave Michael a questioning look. I was quite curious myself, but I
left it alone. Instead I just enjoyed the cool water on my sore bottom.

Later that afternoon Daddy ordered pizza. Daddy and Michael were deep in
conversation after dinner so I went to check my email. A few minutes later
I came running back into the kitchen.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."

"What is it Sky?" Daddy laughed.

"Zachey wants to come visit. Can he? Pweeze Daddy, pweeze?"

"Gawd, he is so cute when he begs," Daddy said to Michael.



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