Date: Sat, 04 Feb 2006 10:28:23 -0500
From: Danny Harris <dr_harris_81@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ahmad and His Brother Part 4

INCEST TALES 5d
AHMAD AND HIS BROTHER 4

by DannyR
Copyright 2005.  All rights reserved.

Story Codes:  M/t, M/b, M/t/b, b/b, oral, anal, incest, pedo


DISCLAIMER:  Some folks apparently have trouble distinguishing between
fantasy and reality.  This story is a fantasy.  It didn't happen.  Never
will.  And anyone who attempts to do in real life all or any of the things
depicted in the story needs to be hanged, then drawn and quartered, and then
turned over to the cops for the harshest penalties the law allows.  Now that
we're clear on what's what, and what's not, read on.


AHMAD AND HIS BROTHER 4


Well, since this is the last fuckin' thing I'm gonna tell ya, at least for a
while, here's my stats:  I'm 14, 5' 11", 175, and a fuckin' bully with 8
inches of fat meat.  Half Arab, half Latin.  The rest of the shit about
who's who and how many inches they got is down below.


I fucked my little brother before we went to the mall.

Shit, you'd think the number of times my eight-incher has been up his ass or
down his throat the last couple of weeks he'd stop whining about it. Fuck,
he knows what dad will do if he doesn't—or what I will if I have to. After
all, what good is being a bully if you can't, well, fucking *bully*
somebody once in a while?

Thing is, I think down deep Rick really likes getting his ass plowed. He
just doesn't want to admit it, especially not to his older brother. And
definitely not to dad. But I've seen him when he didn't think anyone was
watching, on his back with his little legs held up and spread wide by dad's
beefy hands, while dad's damn thick cock is sliding in and out of his
youngest son's hot tight boyhole. And the look is pure ecstasy. His eyes are
all funny and kinda glazed and that six and a half inch prick that looks
extra huge against his slender eight-year-old body is just oozing precum. He
couldn't really shoot cum yet; shit, I hadn't even started until I was
nine—I guess the men in our family hit puberty early—but when dad filled his
tiny ass with a gallon or two of cum, sometimes Rick would just shoot off
spurt after spurt of thin, *delicious* boyjuice.

So as long as he can keep pretending he *has* to suck me off or take me up
his ass, he's happy. Which is still annoying, but kind of a turnon at the
same time, like a rape fantasy. `Cept, you can't rape anybody who's really
so goddamn willing.

Although this time he did have a legitimate gripe. He didn't get to climax
and he was still horny. Tough shit. I'd slept late, `cause originally I was
planning on a nice slow fuck to kinda take the edge off—you know, so you
don't shoot your wad too soon if something really good comes along. I got
outta bed, piss-hard leading the way, grabbed up the jar of Vaseline from
the sink in the bathroom between our rooms, stuck the head of my meat in it
while I walked, getting it good and greasy, and opened the door to Rick's
room. He was wide awake, of course. The little shit seems to get by on two
hours of sleep or something. As usual, he was playing games on his computer.
He looked up when he head the door, his eyes immediately going to crotch
level. He stared a second at my shiny cock head and then looked up at me
with a fakey kinda scowl on his face.

Ever since that first weekend when I'd started the ball rolling by fucking
Rick's little friend Neil, busting his hot little ass cherry with my fat
teen cock, Rick and me slept naked. So it was real easy for me to see the
way my brother's boymeat got real hard real fast. Then he started in with
the bullshit whining:  his ass was sore, he was tired, he was right in the
middle of a great game, and he might break his record. When that didn't
work—which he could tell by the way I stroked my meat, base to tip, smearing
the Vaseline around, and then wiping my hands clean on his underpants—he
tried the big one. Dad was gonna fuck him in a little while, and didn't want
sloppy seconds.

It almost worked, too. Nobody, but *nobody* disobeys Dad. But then I
remembered telling Dad I was gonna take Rick to the mall today, which was
okay with Dad since he said he was gonna help Uncle Juan work on his car.
Although there was a funny gleam in his eyes. His dick got a little fatter,
too, but I thought that was because I had my hand on it. Until I remembered
my twin cousins, Eduardo and Antonio:  ten years old and really cute. I
wondered if Dad and Uncle Juan had a thing going on with the boys. And how I
could get in the act, or rather, in the ass. Two very fuckable, skinny
little rumps.

So I just grinned, got on the bed, lifted him up, still holding onto the
damned joystick like it was a juicy cock or something, and then scooted
underneath him, making him stand on either side of my thighs. I leaned back
on the bed, took my cock in my right hand, and with my left on his hip
pulled him down. With a sigh like he was making a big sacrifice...of his
virginity from the sound of it...he squatted, reached behind him with one
hand to grab my dick, and guided my cock head to his tight little pucker. He
pushed down, and I busted right through and slid my prick all the way up his
butt. I let him get used to it for a few seconds, laying back on my chest
while I played with his tits. Then I rolled over so he was face down on the
bed and fucked the shit out of him. When I was through blasting cum up his
hole, I slid my dick out and had him clean me off. Then I told him to tuck
his stick...both of them...away, and to get moving.

Rick was really pissed. See, he won't admit it, but getting his butt fucked
really turns him on. Yeah, he likes getting sucked, and shoving his cock up
another boy's hole, but there isn't anything that gets his juices going like
prick in his rear. And now he'd just had a fairly decent, but quick,
assfuck, and he wasn't getting off. Yeah, really pissed. I just grinned
wickedly at him again. And told him to get going, we had to get to the mall.

We got there about a half hour or so before the time when I first got sucked
by Sam, and the dad and son showed up in the mall john. Not my idea. Sam's.
I kept thinking about the way the little boy dropped his pants to pee in the
urinal, how he wasn't wearing underwear, or just maybe pulled it down with
his pants, how his plump white buttcheeks looked standing next to his
dad...who was kind of stroking his meat and staring at Sam, with his hardon
and Sam's pants all pissed in. I kept thinking how nice it would be slide my
meat up that little hole.

Now me, I probably would of just kept going back to the mall at a bunch of
weird times, but Sam said if the guy had any sense and was really
interested, he'd come back to the mall same time same day. So that's what I
should do. Sounded like a smart idea to me, which is part of why I keep Sam
around, so I told him if it worked he'd get something special from me. I
mean, it's fun to be a bully, but sometimes ya gotta use honey, or
something. Something special meant I'd fuck his skinny nerd ass really hard,
while working on his tits real good, and then let him drink a nice hot load
of piss right from the source. It still embarrassed the shit outta Sam that
he was so into piss, especially when I felt like pissing in public and made
him gulp it down.

Turned out Sam was right. Me `n Sam `n Rick had been walking around the mall
for about fifteen minutes, but not too far from the john, when I spotted
them. Daddy with his son holding his hand. Dressed in matching shorts,
tee-shirts and sandals. Daddy's eyes kind of lit up when he saw Sam and me,
although he looked a little puzzled when he realized Rick was with us. I
just smiled and kinda glanced in the direction of the john and then back at
him. He got the message and headed right in. I didn't want to wait too long,
but held off for a little to make sure no one else was going in. It was
still a bit early, so there weren't too many people around.

The three of us walked in, past the sinks, and then to the row of urinals.
Fucking hot!  The little boy was at the kiddy urinal right next to the
divider wall, with his shorts just under his plump little bare buttcheeks,
and Daddy was right next to him, with *his* shorts just under a set of kind
of plump, hairless buttcheeks. Not a saggy ass, but not real tight muscles.
I brought Rick along `cause I figured I might have to trade either a blowjob
from Sam, or maybe a trip up my little brother's hole for Daddy, in order to
get my prick where I wanted it:  up the little one's boycunt. We walked past
the pair a little bit, and I sort of coughed to let them know they had
company.

Daddy looked over his left shoulder at us, I guess to be sure who it was,
and then moved a little bit back from the urinal so we could see his
half-hard cock. Sam was already hard, of course. Rick was looking
interested. Daddy glanced down at my crotch, too, and sort of raised his
eyebrows a little about Rick. Which was kinda dumb. I mean, he brings his
own little kid along when he's out cruising teen boys, and he wonders about
Rick?  Gimme a break.

I moved over by Daddy, and put my hand on his naked butt, sliding my middle
finger down his crack, squeezing a bit and then resting my fingertip on his
asspucker. He pushed back into my hand just a little. The expression on his
face was a bit nervous, part of it `cause we were in a public john, sure,
but part of it something else. I pushed a little harder with my finger and
it slid right in. He shuddered a little and pushed his butt back again. I
could see he was all the way hard now. I pulled my finger out, inhaled the
musky scent of his ass while I slicked up my first two fingers with spit,
and then pushed both of them up his hole. He grunted a little. Hot!
Half-naked dad in a public toilet getting fingerfucked, while his half-naked
little boy watches.

"You like cock up your butt, mister?"

He shook his head. Which I decided was bullshit. Especially since I found
his prostate and he was starting to grind a little while I rammed my fingers
up in him. I shoved real hard, and he kinda gasped, and said, "N...never had
one."

"Bullshit, mister. This ain't no virgin hole. So what have you been shoving
up there?  Dildos? Carrots?  Flashlights?"

That's when the kid pipes up and surprises the shit outta all of us. "Me!"
he says, real bright.

More bullshit, I figure, since unless this kid is hung even bigger than me,
in spite of being not much older than Rick and probably younger, no way his
dick coulda opened up his old man this way. That's when the kid holds up his
hand, clenched into a fist. Holy shit. The guy has been getting fisted by
his little boy. This I want to find out about. Hell, this I wanta see. But
even I can figure out this john ain't the right place for it. But first I
had to find out something. "You doin' the kid?"

I'm still friggin' his butt, and he just shakes his head. Great, another
fucking virgin whose cherry I get to pop. And I knew just where to do it.
Kinda dangerous but that was gonna make it fun. "You good for a second time
if you bust a nut right now?"  He nodded.

I looked down at Rick. "Suck him off, Rick...fast."  He wasn't too happy
about the idea, and got real confused when I winked at him and shoved him a
little to get in front of the guy. Like I said before, a nice piece of meat,
but nowhere near as big as Dad's. So Rick had no problem swallowing him
down, and bobbing his head real fast. I was working over his prostate real
good while Rick was working his cocksucking magic, and pretty soon the man
was blowing his wad down my brother's throat. Rick swallowed it all like the
expert he is. I pulled my fingers out his daddy's well-fingered butthole and
just to see what happened put them at the kid's mouth. He licked `em clean.

"C'mon," I said. "We're goin' for a ride."  Daddy and son got themselves
back together, although Rick musta missed a bit of cum, since a little cum
stain showed up on Daddy's shorts fairly quick. If you're gonna cruise a
john for sex, even I know dark clothes hide stains better than tan shorts.

When we got back to Sam's car, I had him put the top down, and put Daddy in
the front seat, with Rick riding shotgun. The kid...Tom his name was...was
in the back seat with me. As we pulled out of the parking lot I told Sam to
head for the highway so we could drive for a while. Once we got on the
interstate, I put little Tom on my lap, right on my hardon, and slid my
hands down inside the elastic tops of his shorts. This was gonna be good. No
underwear, and a really small little prick and balls. Silky smooth skin.
Daddy...Dan, he said...was kind of turned around in the front seat watching
me and his boy, and wondering if maybe he'd been kinda dumb to go along with
this. On the other hand, he'd already gotten one blowjob out of the deal.

I looked at Rick and then at Dan, and Rick got the idea real quick. I could
tell from the expression on Dan's face when Rick got his hand on Dan's meat
again. That's when I slid Tom's shorts down and off. Dan's eyes got real
wide, as he watched me play with his son's hairless little meat, watched him
get a boner. I guess since Dan wasn't objecting, Tom musta figured it was
okay. I sort of tweaked Tom's tits, not hard or anything, and he gulped a
little. His pricklet seemed to get a bit harder.

"Rick, why don't you and Dan, uh, get comfortable?"  Rick needed no urging.
He squirmed a bit and in a couple of seconds I figured he was naked from the
waist down, with a nice hard six and half inches jutting out from his small
body. Dan started squirming, too, and I couldn't see Rick for a bit, so I
guess he was helping Dan "get comfortable."  I could tell from Dan's face he
was real nervous. I mean, there wasn't a lot of traffic, but still, a man
with mostly naked teens and little boys in a convertible with the top down,
and just who the fuck were the cops going to blame?

I grinned at him as I had Tom get my finger nice and wet, and then I reached
down between his legs, curled my finger up between his cheeks and rested it
on the tight little pucker. I rubbed it around and around a bit, then slid
Tom a little further down and kind of lifted his legs. Dan was looking over
the back seat now at his son's little hole...hairless little boy cunt that
had my wet finger pushing against it. He licked his lips like it was
something he'd wanted to do, but never had the guts, despite the fact his
own ass was getting fisted by his kid. I figured if he liked Tom's fist up
his guts, he'd probably like little boy dick as well, or in the case of my
brother, not so little.

"Hey, Rick," I said with a grin. "You ever fucked a man before?"  `Course I
knew he hadn't.

"Nope," he said with a sly smile. "But I'd sure like to."  Rick spit on his
fingers and I could tell from the expression on Dan's face that Rick had
found the man's hole. Dan was watching me, though, despite what I knew was
goin' on with his ass, watching me and my finger on his little kid's
butthole. I smiled at him and shoved my fingertip inside. Tom whimpered, but
his bald tiny cock didn't go soft at all.

"Dan, why don't you feel up my kid brother?  See if you like what he's got."
  I guess Dan was expecting a two-inch stick of meat, and his eyes got wide
when he actually felt what was there. Rick's a little over six and a half,
and definitely thick for his age. Rick had this big shit-eating grin on his
face and from that expression and the one that passed over Dan's face all of
a sudden, Rick was probably trying to get more than just a finger or two up
that hole.

"Wadda ya think, Dan?" I asked when he was looking at me again. I shoved my
finger half way up his son's boy pussy, slid it in and out a couple of
times, and then pulled it out. I set Tom on the seat beside me, watching
Dan's face as Rick played with his butt, and Dan watched me unbutton my
jeans and pull them down past my knees. His eyes got *real* big when he saw
the size of my meat. I pulled Tom's head down toward my cock, and he just
started lickin' and slurpin' on it like a real natural. Of course that left
his little butt in the air, so I slicked up my own finger and slid it all
the way up him.

Dan knew what I was askin', though he probably figured I'd do what the fuck
I wanted anyway. And what I was asking was whether he wanted to trade a good
butt fucking by a little boy who was hung like a horny teen, for letting me
get my cock into his kid's ass. It was no fucking contest. Rick held up his
left hand, letting me know he had most of four fingers up the manhole next
to him. "You want to watch?" I asked Dan. Got the answer I expected. Fuck,
yeah, he wanted to watch his kid get his cherry busted by hard *big* teen
meat.

They had to sort of rearrange themselves a bit in the front seat, but Rick
scooted down and I heard Dan gasp when Rick rammed his meat up the man butt.
Just like Dad taught us...hard, fast, no mercy. When Dan twisted around so
he could look over the back of the seat while he was getting fucked by my
kid brother, I was already slouched down, my legs sprawled, my cock wet with
Tom's spit and mine, and Tom on his back on my chest, with the head of my
prick pushing against his tiny hole. Holding my meat with one hand and
guiding Tom with the other, I shoved and the head of my cock popped inside
his ass ring. Tom wailed, but I put my hand over his mouth to quiet him
down, and started playing with his thin cock. He liked that, and only
whimpered when I started pushing more dick up his spread little buns.

Dan was starting to breathe a little harder from the fucking his ass was
getting; he probably wanted to play with himself, but I told him to keep his
hands where I could see them. He did, and just gripped the back of the seat
real hard as I finished getting all eight inches of thick teen prick up his
five-year-old little boy's pussyhole.

"Uh, `mahd," Sam said. "Uh, there's a truck comin' up."  I'd pulled off my
tee shirt, so I grabbed it up and spread it across my lap. Of course my dick
was still buried up that boy boy ass and I was thrusting my hips nice and
easy, enjoying the hot tight fit. Sam had all his clothes on, of course, but
was most likely sporting a visible hardon. Dan and Rick had the bigger
problem, though. There's not a hell of a lot you can do to hide the fact
that a half-naked man in a convertible front seat has boy-pecker up his ass.

"Hey, fuck `em if they can't take a joke," I said. So Rick kept right on
fucking, just like he was in his own bedroom. Sure wish I coulda seen that
trucker's face when he got alongside of us, looked down, and realized he was
watching a young boy fuck a man. The swerve of his truck wasn't enough to
drive him, or us, off the fucking road, so he had pretty good control. He'd
probably intended to pass us, but he slowed down so he was right next to us,
looking down into the car. He was licking his lips and shifting from staring
at the road ahead to the free show in our car.

"Hey, Rick, show the man up there what ya got. He's gettin' off on it."
Rick pulled his cock out of Dan's ass, much to Dan's visible disappointment,
and then he sat back in the seat. He musta spread his legs and played with
his slimy prick, `cause the trucker swerved again. I told Rick to start
fuckin' and decided to let the guy have a really good look. I pulled the tee
shirt off, and started thrusting my hips really hard. Not only could the
trucker see my hand on Tommy's tiny prick and balls, he sure the fuck knew
there was teen meat goin' up that little boy butt. I looked him right in the
eye and grinned as I sat Tom up and used my hands to lift him up and slam
him down on my cock.

The poor trucker was all bug-eyed, and musta been horny as fuck at what he
was seein'. I couldn't hear him, of course, but I could see he was mouthing
something. I finally caught on he was saying "rest stop," and holding up
five fingers. Five minutes, five miles ahead, I guess. So he wanted in on
the action, huh?  I couldn't tell much about him, other than he was pretty
big, but hey, even if he was too gross, I could let him have Sam's ass or
mouth. I nodded. He grinned real big. And kept right on driving next to us,
looking down to catch the action. And there was plenty of that. I told the
others what was goin' on, but I guess Rick decided he didn't want to wait.
He just slapped Dan's rump real hard, made him move around, shoved his cock
inside and started ramming hard and fast and deep, fucking little some
goddamn bunny in a commercial. Sam was egging him on, talkin' trash, and
Dan's eyes glazed over and his grip got extra tight on the back seat, until
all of a sudden Rick lets out this wild yell...thank god we're on the
fucking highway...and starts blasting his load of cum up Dan's ass.

Just then the trucker signals and pulls off the highway, and Sam has to act
real quick to follow him. Pissed off a driver behind us, but what the fuck.
I rammed my own meat up Tom once more real hard to enjoy the feel, and then
slid my still-hard cock out of his ass. I told him to put his shorts back
on, and pulled my jeans up. I didn't bother with my shirt. By the time the
trucker got his rig parked, got out and came over to us, we were more or
less back together.

Fred--the trucker--was big all right. Bigger than Dad, bigger than Dan,
hairy arms and chest, a big belly, low slung jeans that did nothing to hide
the sausage he was showing. The wind shifted and you could tell he'd been on
the road for a while without much chance of takin' a shower or somethin'. A
real man's smell. A direct man, too. His voice was as big as he was. After
he said his name, he asked, "You guys wanna get it on, or what?"

I slid my hand down the front of Tom's shorts, started playing with him.
"Wadda *you* think, Fred?"

He grinned, reach down and groped that hunk of meat pushing down the leg of
his jeans. He nodded at the one other truck in the place. "My buddy over
there'll keep a lookout, if ya wanna go in the john."  I just nodded, and
told everybody to get out of the car. We trooped into the john, just a happy
family, a man and his boys, having to piss or shit after driving for a
while. After we got inside there was a little hesitation, like everybody was
wondering who was gonna get things started. Shit, that was kind of a dumb
thought. Who else but me?

I asked Fred if he liked to fuck. `Course I already had the answer figured
out, but Fred just grinned real wicked like, unzipped his jeans and dropped
`em to the floor. He had a thick, uncut hunk of meat hanging there over
fucking big balls. I told Sam to get to work, and naturally he didn't need
any urging. Nothing that Sam likes better than chowing down on thick cock.
The way he inhaled Fred's smell when he got his lips around the head of
Fred's prick and started working his tongue up inside the skin, you could
tell Sam was really enjoyin' himself.

I told Dan and Tom to get out of their shorts, and they just did. Both of
`em were hard. So was Fred. Christ, that fucker was even bigger than Dad's,
all kinda veiny, with a fat reddish-purple head once the skin was peeled
back. "See, Fred, Dan here likes getting fisted by his boy, and he sure the
fuck likes boy prick up his ass, don't ya, Dan?"

Dan blushed all over, and didn't stop playing with himself. "So I figured
he'd get off on some man meat up his hole. Think you might oblige him,
Fred?"

Fred looked just a tiny bit disappointed, like maybe he was hoping for some
teen ass, or maybe even the young stuff, but no horny man is going to turn
down an available piece of ass, especially when he's sloppy wet with spit
from a hell of a good blowjob. Dan got down on the floor on all fours, and
Fred got down behind him. To be extra nice, I had Sam wet down Dan's butt
with his tongue. Fred was clearly no stranger to ass fucking. He lined his
meat up with one hand, pushed it so the piss-slit was kind of pushing in on
the hole, and then with both hands on Dan's hips he shoved his cock right
inside. Dan howled.  Guess a five-year-old fist up your hole didn't really
prepare you for the kinda steel-hard, goddamn long `n wide meat Fred was
packin'. I just looked at Fred and grinned, and he grinned back.

I put Tom into the same position as his dad, right where Fred could get a
good look at my eight inches sliding up into that tiny hairless little butt.
Tom did some wailing of his own; doin' it this way I seemed to get a bit
deeper into his little boycunt. After Fred and me pulled out and back a
couple of times, we slid home at the same time, me with eight inches up a
little boy cunt, Fred with nine, hell, maybe even ten inches of man meat up
daddy hole. Rick was looking a little pissed for a coupla seconds, feelin'
kinda left out of somethin', and then his eyes lit up. He scurried around
behind Fred, got naked, spread Fred's hairy ass cheeks wide, and buried his
face in Fred's crack. Rick is a real good rimmer, and Fred was in fucking
heaven.

I don't think Fred had any idea what Rick *really* had in mind, though, at
least not until Rick lifted his head, positioned himself, and rammed home.
Fred didn't howl like Dan, `cause even though Rick's big for a kid, he's not
that huge, but I could sure tell that if that big ass wasn't virgin, it was
pretty damn close. Fred was *not* used to having anything up there,
especially not cock. Fred just froze for a second, not working Dan's butt,
while Rick started easing in and out. After another second or two, Fred
started to grin. And plow the man butt in front of him.

Which left Sam doin' nothin'. Of course, if I told him to do nothin' that's
just what he'd do. But I had a better idea than lettin' him stew, or just
having him beat off while the rest of us fucked. I told him to pull his meat
out. His cock is kinda thin, and not all that long, but it *is* a teen cock.
I asked Fred if he'd ever sucked on a teen boy. I got the impression that
not only didn't Fred get fucked, he didn't suck either. But here he was,
shoving his thick meat in and out of a man's almost-virgin butt, while his
own ass was getting plowed by a fucking eight year old. His face said, "what
the fuck."  Sam came over to him and Fred gulped down the slender teen cock,
and started bobbing up and down on it, all the while he was working over the
ass in front of him and having his own worked over.

That's when his friend walked in to check on the action. You could almost
hear the crack when his jaw hit the floor. "Holy fucking shit, Fred. What
the fuck you...."

Fred pulled his mouth off Sam's cock, a long string of spit and precum still
connecting his mouth to the young meat. "Ben, unless you want this fist up
your ass the next time instead of my meat, you didn't fucking see a thing
just now."

>From the expression that showed in his eyes for a second, the fisting didn't
sound like much of a threat. More like something he'd really like to try,
but didn't think he could tell his butch friend without seeming even more
like a pussy than he already was for getting his ass fucked. "Sure, sure,
Fred, I didn't mean...."

"Yeah, I know, now get the fuck outta here and make sure we don't get
interrupted."

"Yeah, sure, Fred, but, I, well, I...."

"You wanta watch, you perv?"

It's not often you see a man that big, though nowhere near as big as Fred,
blush. Fred half-glared at him, and decided he liked an audience after all,
especially one he was so obviously in control of. He nodded. The other
trucker backed up to the door of the john, leaned against it, planted his
legs. The door opened in, and with that weight on it, nothing was going to
get through very easy. He unzipped his jeans, hauled out a fairly good sized
prick and began beating off watching us. I noticed he did a lot of staring
at Fred and the way he was gulping down Sam's teen cock while having a
little boy fuck him, but he was sure getting an eyeful of me fucking little
Tom.

Sam was the first to cum. Not a surprise since he pretty much has a hair
trigger when he's turned on, and with all the sex going on around him, and
actually having some big trucker stud sucking him, he just started blasting
his load down Fred's throat. Fred was obviously enjoying his first
cocksucking, swallowing all of Sam's thin load, and keeping his mouth all
the way down on Sam while the teen prick softened. Fred started speeding up
his own hip action while nuzzling the soft cock, and Rick just followed
along. The other trucker was gaping when all of a sudden Rick starts moaning
"oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," and collapsing over Fred's butt, letting loose
his own load of cum up inside the burly trucker.

Fred sort of hummed and really shifted into ramming gear, slamming hard and
fast into Dan's butt. Which is when Sam forgot himself and started pissing.
In Fred's mouth. Down Fred's throat. Sam's eyes bulged almost as much as
Fred's as he realized what he'd done. Fred's cheeks were bulging too with
the load of hot piss. He pulled his mouth off Sam's cock, opened it to say
something and suddenly swallowed the piss, while Sam just continued
spraying, too frightened, I guess, to clamp his ass muscles tight and cut it
off. It was only a split second later that Fred plunged his mouth back down
on Sam's spewing prick, shoved one last time up inside Dan so hard he almost
knocked him flat, and began pumping a huge fucking torrent of cum up Dan's
abused hole, so much that it backed up and started oozing out around the
almost perfect seal of Fred's meat.

The other trucker just gasped, half-shouted, "Oh, fuck, Fred, pissing,
fucking, cummin', oh fuck, drink that fuckin' piss, stud, fuck his ass, oh
shit oh fuck," and then he was spraying the floor with his own juices.

Which left me and the little boy. I still hadn't cum and I knew everyone was
kind of watching me as they were recovering. I bent over, rested one hand on
the floor, wrapped one hand around the kid's tummy and held him tight while
I really started plowing his tiny butt hard and fast. All fucking eight
inches of my meat were coming all the way out of his butt and shoving back
in. He started moaning and whimpering and calling "daddy, daddy, daddy" but
he wasn't trying to get away, he was helping, pushing back when I shoved in,
and then all of a sudden his tiny ass cheeks clamped really fucking tight
and he started going into a fucking spasm, shaking and shouting in a dry
orgasm, which was more than fucking enough for me to let loose with my own
hot steamy load of cum up inside that hairless little boy pussy.

Fuck!  There is nothing better than fucking virgin boy cunt!

When I was finished, I pulled out and told Dan to eat my cum out of his
son's hole. I was gonna tell him to cum while he did it, but I could see
from his limp meat and the floor that he'd cum mighty damn good, probably
just about the time his own ass was getting creamed. We all separated. Fred
sat back on his haunches, his belly hanging over his half-hard meat. Fred
called the other trucker over, told him to clean his meat. The guy dropped
to his knees, his own prick still flopping loose, and quickly did the job.
He also ate out Dan's ass, and Fred's when Fred told him to, swallowing the
cum with almost religious fervor. He thought that was all, but Fred had one
more thing in mind. "Anybody gotta piss?"

I did and said so. Fred nodded at his trucker friend. Who looked shocked.
"Fred, man, c'mon, I never...."

"Well, I fucking never either, not until today. So now it's your fucking
turn. Or you want...."  Fred's hand closed in an enormous fist, but I don't
think he really needed the threat. He musta figured his friend couldn't go
blabbing about what he saw if he was eating ass and drinking piss, too. His
friend musta figured the same way. He just nodded.

I stepped over, straddled his knees, held his head with one hand and with
the other guided my soft prick into his mouth. Goddamn but I fucking like a
warm mouth as a place for pissing. Lots better than a fucking toilet. He
took my meat all the way into his throat and didn't move when I started
unloading, just swallowing it down. When I finished, I shook the last few
drops into his open mouth just like I would in a toilet. He licked his lips
and then slowly got up.

Everyone else was dressed again. I pushed my cock inside my jeans, buttoned
up. Glanced down. The other trucker was hard again. "Hey, Fred, your pal
really gets off on this stuff, doesn't he?"

Fred came up behind his friend, looked over his shoulder at the bulge,
reached around with a huge hand and unzipped the jeans, pulled the half-hard
cock out. "Aw, c'mon, Fred, enough is...."  He shut up when he realized Fred
was starting to jack him off, that Fred was nuzzling the back and side of
his neck. The trucker just sighed, leaned back against Fred, molding himself
to the bigger man's body, reaching both hands behind him to massage and
squeeze Fred's package, and all the while he was giving out soft little
moans and whimpers. He reached a full hard really fast, began to moan a
little louder, and then Fred pulled his head around and planted a deep
tongue kiss on his buddy, who began spewing another load of cum everywhere
while we all watched.

A lot of the cum was on Fred's palm and fingers. He lifted his hand, licked
a little off, offered it to his friend, who licked the rest. They kissed
again, and the trucker had just tucked himself in his jeans and zipped up,
when the door to the john opened. It was a fucking state trooper! Regulation
wraparound shades and all. "What the fuck is going on in here?" he barked.
As if he couldn't tell. The room reeked of piss and sweat and cum and sex.
But there wasn't a hell of a lot he could do with a couple of truckers, a
couple of teen boys, a couple of little kids, and the father of at least one
kid, especially when they were all fully dressed, without scrambling when
the door opened.

"Nothing at all, officer, sir," I said, with a kind of swagger as I eased
past him and left the john. Everyone else followed me. The cop stayed inside
while we went to our separate cars. I wondered if he was gonna jack off when
he saw all that cum everywhere. Fred and the other trucker pulled their rigs
out and headed off; Sam drove us back to the mall so Dan could get his car
and take Tom home. I asked Tom when we got there if he liked having my dick
up his ass. He gave me this huge grin and said he did. So I asked him if
he'd like his daddy to fuck him, too. Father and son really liked that idea.
They also liked my suggestion of me fucking Tom while he fisted his daddy.
But that was another day.