Date: Fri, 27 Jul 2007 10:36:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Cool Dude <yoursecretcrush33@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Fireman's Slut 2

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            I woke up in his arms. I looked around the dark room with
bleary eyes and tried to stretch. I have never felt so safe and so
comfortable. I slowly slipped out of Teddy's grasp, moving a pillow into
the spot where I had occupied. He clutched the pillow and shifted in his
sleep, letting out a low moan. I dashed upstairs to the attic where the
orphans and I normally slept, slipped into my clothes and climbed into
bed.
            That afternoon I was awoken by Teddy calling my name. I
walked halfway down the stairs and gazed down at him. He was standing at
the bottom of the stairs and he looked paler than usual.
            "What is it?" I asked him.
            "Get your stuff," he replied. "I'm taking you home with
me."
            A grin split my face. "Seriously?" I cried.
            He grunted a response as he turned away from me.
            I ran upstairs and began throwing all my belongings into my
suitcase. Once I had everything packed, I dashed down to where he was
waiting for me. He grabbed my suitcases and threw them into the back of
his red sports car. I jumped into the passenger seat and he started the
car.
            As we drove, I could tell that something was wrong. He
answered all my questions with monosyllabic responses.
            Finally he said, "Jay, there's something I need to tell
you."
            "Yeah? What?"
            "I went through your records today and I realized that^Å"
            I stared at him. "What?" I prompted.
            He looked at me grimly. "You're my son."
            I burst into laughter. "No way!" I exclaimed.
            He took a deep breath. "It's true."
            I gazed at him, still sniggering. "So, you want me to give
you road head, Daddy?" I asked innocently.
            He glanced at me angrily. "I'm serious, Jay," he said.
"We can't do what we did last night any more."
            "Why not?" I demanded.
            "Because," he paused, thinking. "It's wrong, that's
why."
            I rolled my eyes. "Fine," I said, already thinking up plans
to make him change his mind.
            His wife had recently moved out after finding out about the
last woman he had cheated on her with, so we had his huge mansion to
ourselves.
            "How did you afford such a huge house?" I asked him as we
pulled into the driveway.
            "I was the CEO of a big corporation for a while," he said
casually. "But I decided I wanted to help people instead of hurting
them, so I quit."
            I stared at him. "Do you realize how much that makes me want
you in me?"
            He chuckled. He was warming up to me.
            He showed me around his house and left me in the living room
to watch TV.
            Half an hour later I heard him calling my name. I dashed into
the dining room, and halted when I saw him sitting with a stranger.
            "Hey Jay," Teddy said, "This is a friend of mine. His
name's Orlando."
            I smiled shyly at Orlando and he smiled back.
            "If it's all right with you," Teddy continued, "I'd like
to watch you and Orlando fool around together."
            "Sure," I said, gazing at Orlando. From his dirty clothes,
I could tell that he was some kind of mechanic. He looked close to my
age, although he was almost as tall and as muscular as Teddy. He had dark
skin and looked Mexican, although I later found out that he was a mix of
black and white.
            "So Jay," said Orlando. He had a smooth voice. "Wanna take
your shirt off for me?"
            I smiled at him. "Only if you guys take your shirts off
too," I said quietly. I could feel my dick hardening and wondered if
they felt the same way.
            "You go first," said Orlando.
            I pulled my shirt over my head, and the others followed suit.
I looked around the room. I had pale skin, Teddy's skin was more tan,
and Orlando's was the darkest, but Teddy had much more hair on his
chest. Both he and Orlando were at least twice my size.
            "Take off your pants," Orlando murmured hungrily.
            I giggled and slid my pants down my smooth legs. I stepped
out of them toward Orlando. He stood up and began kissing me, his rough
hands tracing my body, and tugging my tight briefs off.
            Then he stepped away and pushed me into the dining room
table. He grabbed my wrists and held them behind my back, then shoved my
body onto the table. I gasped, shocked by his overwhelming strength. My
face was pinned against the glass and I could see the beige carpet
underneath. I looked to my left and saw Teddy, and our eyes locked. His
hands were busy massaging the huge lump in his jeans, and I saw the
primal hunger in his eyes.
            Behind me I heard Orlando unzipping his jeans, then his cock
entered me.
            "You got such a tight ass, boy," Orlando muttered, slapping
it softly, then letting his coarse hand rest on it. "Nice and smooth,
the way I like `em."
            Even though it was much smaller than Teddy's, his dick was
enormous, and I cried out with each thrust he made into me, forcing
himself deeper into my ass.
            All three of us climaxed at about the same time. Orlando
pulled out of me to cum all over my back just before shoving his cock
back into me.
            I was able to have multiple orgasms and as Orlando thrusted
into me, I cried out every couple seconds, feeling another wave of my cum
shoot out onto the glass table.
            All at once Teddy was standing in front of me. He was
completely naked and I desperately tried to look up into his face, but,
since I was pinned to the table, all I could see was his cock, which was
lying against the table inches from my face.
            I climbed up onto the table, Orlando's cock still in me.
Using all my force I could just barely get my tongue to touch the head of
Teddy's cock. When I touched it, a burst of cum shot into my face. I
tried again to look up at him, but was unable to lift my head.
            "Daddy," I cried, in a desperate, shaky voice, as an orgasm
pulsed through me. "Please, Daddy!"
            That was all he needed.
            His hands were suddenly on my shoulders and he was forcing
his cock into my mouth. One of his hairy legs was on the table, and soon
his cock was so far down my throat that I started to gag. He quickly
pulled out, then forced himself back in. My tongue worked the shaft
rapidly as he thrusted deeper and deeper.
            After a while he pulled out and began slapping his cock
against my cheek, his cum splattering all over my face. Then he walked
around the table, and I heard him fucking Orlando, while Orlando
continued to fuck me.
            After Orlando shot a second load across my back, I heard him
stagger over to the couch and collapse onto it.
            Teddy flipped me over onto my back and our eyes met. He was
in the zone now, and he radiated with confidence.
            "I like watching my boy's eyes as I fuck him," he said,
loud enough for Orlando to hear.
            "Daddy," I whispered, smiling up at him.
            He entered me, and pounded my ass for a couple minutes, once
in a while pulling out to shoot a load onto my chest.
            After he had finished with me, he sunk into a chair nearby. I
lay on the glass table, my energy completely gone.
            About fifteen minutes later Teddy stirred. "Ready for round
2?" he asked jovially. Orlando cracked up. I could only smile up at him.