Date: Fri, 14 Apr 2017 03:35:12 -0700
From: Daddyrob2@hushmail.com
Subject: Keith Keeps His Shoes On 3

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Keith Keeps His Shoes On 3

The early supper was finished. While the men straightened up the kitchen
their sons sat on the floor in front of the fireplace. Both Keith and his
best buddy, Trevor, used long skewers to toast the marshmallows over the
log fire.

     "Daddy showed me how to do this when we went camping. Course, then we
had a real outdoor fire." Keith nodded his dark hair in emphasis.

     "My daddy didn't make a fire but we did roast wienies on the bar-b-q
last Saturday." Trevor added his two-cents worth with a nonchalance that
belied his age.

     "Ya don't bar-b-q in winter time."

     The red-headed beamed. "My dad does. He can do anything."

     Keith gazed quizzically. "Na-unh."

     "Ya-hunh. My dad can shoot... I'll bet ten feet... Or even
twenty. Does yours do that?"

     "Don't know." Keith didn't like this part of their chat.

     "What do ya mean?"

     Keith shruggedat ill at ease. "I don't see it."

     Trevor was stunned. "You mean you close your eyes like a scaredy-cat?"

     "No", he said with defiance.

     "Well, so?"

     Another shrug. "He either shoots in my mouth or up my bum."





Mark stirred the two cups of cocoa while Keith's father retreived two beers
from the refrigerator. They could hear the two boys in the next room mumble
their conversation then suddenly break the atmosphere with peels of
laughter. Both men grinned at each other.

     "Sounds like boys", Mark muttered.

     Kenny nodded. "Boys in conspiracy. They're either planning on the
overthrow of western civilization or another assault on Mount Vesuvius."

     The two bears snorted their mirth as they changed rooms. They found
the two boys exchanging blackened marshmallows as they sat hunkered down in
front of the burning logs. Clad in their long johns young heads swiveled at
the intrusion, then looked at each other snickering.

     Mark handed down the hot beverages. "What are you two so thick about?"

     "Nothing, daddy", Trevor smirked.

     "We're just being boys together." Keith laughed nearly spilling his
drink.

     "We'll see about that." Mark took the offered drink as he joined Ken
on the floor each man seated behind the others son. Bottles clinked before
the cold gulp. Mark shook his head to an offered dessert. "Beer is fine."

     Unlike his neighbor Ken had his own long johns unbuttoned to the
waist. His black hair was framed by the white jersey. Marks red hair peaked
out of the opening left by two open buttons. Ken popped a black treat into
his mouth. "Hot", he quickly inhaled causing mirth.

     "The only thing missing is a bearskin rug." Mark brought the beer to
have done.

     Ken leaned forward kissing the nape of Trevor's neck. "Thanks for
burning me."

     "You're welcome, Mr Fields." He looked to his pal before they both
giggled.

     Mark wrapped his paw about the back of Keith's neck. "You're warm."

     "Yeah?" Ken did the same to Mark's son. "Your dad's right. You're very
warm, too." His large hand slid around to cup the lads chin. Tilting the
face he kissed the smooth cheek. Lips then fairly touched the sweet ear. "I
think you can slip out of your underwear", he said softly low.

     Mark rubbed Keith's back. "That's a good idea. Why don't you both
strip naked?" The redhead kissed the brunettes jersey-covered shoulder. As
the lad turned his head Mark tenderly kissed the soft lips. "What do you
say?"

     Both boys began to undo their buttons.

     Ken brought the carrot-tops back against his chest. As the buttons
unraveled his paw slid into the opening softly rubbing the smooth slight
chest. Fingers slid over the hidden paps coaxing a nipple erection. Lips
nuzzled the warm ear. "Mmm, you feel nice", he said huskily.

     Mark exposed the shoulder as he planted light kisses. Paws pulled the
material lower exposing a shoulder blade. His tongue feathered about the
pronounced bone. The hand rubbed over the top of the back lowering the
material down the other side. As the back became revealed more and more his
lips kissed down the spine. Once his face was at the base of the spine the
lads arms were free.

     Ken flicked his tongue about Trevor's ear. Paws spread the long johns
open so the thumb and forefinger of each hand could twisting-pluck the
chest dicks. The nipples were small but firm in the rolling
manipulation. The tongue dipped into the ear canal. "I'm going to do this
to your sweet hole. Just wait. I'll make you squirm with delight." One paw
slid down to immediately molest the boys sex.

     Mark brought his tongue up the bumpy center to slide from nape around,
down, to land on the nearest pap. The tip flicked so quickly the nip popped
forward in haste. Lips encased the pale pinkness as he sucked. His arm
supported the slim frame. Journeying across the flat chest his lips found
the mate. His free paw rubbed the flat stomach wrinkled by the boys seated
position.

     Ken kissed the ear. Fat fingers fondled the down-soft bag. Little
balls moved about the tumbling digits. The boys hard-on pressed into the
palm of the hand. Lips found the neck as he sucked in flesh. The tongue
pressed into the hickyed roll. The nipple was released so the hand could
pull the material off the shoulder. The molesting hand skipped up the torso
to do the same on the other side. Shoulders were bared. Then chest was
exposed. Then down until the young arms were free. Immediately he felt a
gentle touch of fingers about his own ear. "Yeah. So nice", he cooed low.

     Mark moved his lips to the tummy. As the lad lay on his back the
redhead pulled the long johns past the slight hips. Now his puckering mouth
moved from bellybutton in a line to suck in the pretty circumsized
cocklette.

     Ken moved around until the kid reclined in his arm. The free hand
pulled down the front of the underwear. The tautness settled behind the
pink-hued ball-sac. The pale blue veined cocklette jutted up proudly
enclosed by the pinch of foreskin. Still holding the boys frame his mouth
found the erection enclosing it in the man's wet warmth. He sucked using
his suction to slide up and down the wee pole. Allowing the boys back to
settle into the carpet he pulled the long johns off. His mouth sucked boy
cock as his paws lifted one lithe leg over his shoulder. The other shoulder
pressed into the floor. Fingers fondled balls and the valley of the pert
ass. His tongue wiggled the hard-on to and fro as the man suckled his sons
friend.

     Mark had stripped Keith. He lay between the pale legs. The boys feet
rested against the broad shoulders. By now he had both cocklette and ballys
in his tender wetness. With his tongue as wand he performed a man's magic
on the kid. He sucked. He nibbled. Lewdly his mouth expressed his
unbridling lust. Pushing with his shoulders he slid the body a little
further on the carpet.

     Ken held Trevor's leg as he himself slid down a little. His mouth
never interrupted the suction. But his middle and forefinger veed at the
base of the pricklette. The digits moved slightly up the shaft, squeezed
firmly, then slid down. And then again. The mouth muscle lapped the
diminishing foreskin. The little plum emerged into the world of a man's
knowledge. Now Ken twirled his tongue about the sucked knob.

     Keith was in boy heaven. He turned his head to his left. Right before
his eyes he watched his father sucking on his best friend. He studied the
undulating lips as they sucked cock. The sensations his own body felt
seemed to be echoed in what he saw. The large held tilted as his father's
eyes sought his own. Keith merely stared as an eye winked at him. Even the
suckling mouth appeared to offer a form of smile. The mouth lifted off
revealing the set stick. Keith took in the sight. The boys hips were turned
as the cocklette lowered in his direction. Leaning in his mouth sucked the
small pole. His eye caught his daddy's approval. He closed his eyes to
allow his mouth and tongue the full experience of sucking another boy.

     Marks eyes saw the boy take his sons cock. Turning to Trevor he
released the pricklette. "Try some of this. Your buddy tastes good."

     Trevor moved forward as the hip rolled to the carpet. The cock slipped
into his mouth without fuss. This was such an easy cock to suck. As his
best pal was doing, he suckled the cock. His tongue batted the belly of the
pricklette as he sucked cock.

     Both Mark and Kenny knelt as they stripped free of their long
johns. Their pulsing hard-ons attested to their enjoyment as they watched
their sons in a cock sucking sixty-nine. Both men knelt behind a boy. Paws
felt the warmth of boy flesh. Fingers trailed over the curves of young
bodies. Hard cocks sang to the feast before their eyes. Young mouths nursed
eagerly. The beauty of boys in sexual exploration was the enticement to
fuel their lustful gazes.

     Ken caught Mark's eye. "Lay down", he mouthed. As the redhead with the
body of orange fur settled, Kenny touched each boys ribcage. "Guys", he
lowed, "Here's something special to play with."

     The boys uncoupled getting to their knees. Before them lay Trevor's
daddy. The fat cock lay hard against the fur. The knob poked halfway free
of the foreskin. Trevor crawled to his father followed closely by
Keith. Each boy kissed the man accepting a quick swoosh of man tongue in
their mouths. Mark's head lay on a throw pillow. Then each boy stretched
their tummy's to the floor. A large arm wrapped about each lad as the paws
settled on firm boy asscheeks. With the bicep as cushion each boy suckled
on man tit.

     Ken knelt at Mark's feet to enjoy the spoiling of a man by two boys.

     Mark kissed the top of each boys head. The sucking mouths sent waves
of warmth throughout​ his form. Hands raked through his hairy
body. Fingers tingled his chest and abs. His paws carressed the butt
cheeks. He explored the crevices and hills. Each lad had a leg levered over
his own. Paws slid up until his palms cupped their shoulders. Tapping one
of the boys, the kid would strain their necks upwards to receive a
tongue-lolling kiss. Exquisite tongue dappled his own while his buddy
nibbled on his aching pecs. Then it was the others turn to French kiss; the
other nipple to be nibbled. Paws rubbed shoulders, cheeks and hair.

     The boys felt the paws planted firmly at the base of their skulls. The
pressure moved their faces forward across the hirsute chest. With both men
watching with intensity, the boys kissed. Eyes closed, mouths open, the
kids explored their buddies tongue. Even as the lips parted the tongues
continued to slap each other playfully. In one form or another everyone had
a smile. But youth undenied is a freefall and the boys kissed again
confirming their adult knowledge of passion.

     This time when they broke they immediately began to kiss their side of
the stomach. With each tender pucker they slowly moved south.

     The anticipation sent a bolt of fire up Mark's spine. "Oh, fuck", he
sighed deep.

     Fingers trailed onward ahead of the kisses. Trevor's fingers felt the
top of the purple oozing knob while his partner soothed over the hot belly
of the man's cock. Fingers slid over each other as the fingers
explored. Cock was rubbed from plum to base. As the lips crawled ever
closer the hands reached for the plump balls. Each hairy nut was fondled in
the loose bag. Or the fingers would move upward to feel the prick. All the
while the lips moved closer.

     Ken watched the lads shift their bodies south. The kisses reached the
bare flesh on either side of the pole. To his amazed pride it was his son
who first sucked the cockhead. The mouth opened as the face slid down. The
knob secured he watched the cheeks suck in as the cock was suckled. Trevor
took long licks of the side of the shaft. From the hair at the base the
flattened tongue slithered up the man lollipop then back down. And up
again. Keith just suckled peacefully. Ken didn't dare touch his own cock
before such beautiful attention.

     Mark placed his palms on his forehead. This was exquisite torture.

     Trevor slid in between his dad's legs obscuring Ken's view. On his
tummy the boy licked the wrinkled loose bag. The coarse hairs ran across
his tongue with each moist taste. Balls moved according to where the lick
scooped. And in his eagerness to please he weighted a ball on his mouth
muscle sucking it into his salivating maw.

     Mark moaned as the boys electrified his senses.

     Ken took in the sexy view of Trevor's enticing ass cheeks. Clenched
with a concave on each side the roundness was pronounced. He did the only
thing a man could do. Laying on his front he pressed his face upon the
tight crack. Inhaling the sweet aroma of boy his tongue feathered the
crack. His nose pushed into the valley causing the cheeks to relax. With a
paw on each cheek his thumbs revealed the treasure. What his eyes took a
brief gander at his tongue raped. The pressing of muscle into the hole
allowed no preliminaries. The strength of his tongue eased the sphincter
open. The darting flicks of the tip pushed inward. The ass muscle gave. His
tongue squirmed in. As his lips surrounded the asshole the tongue extended
fully into the boys rump. Tongue met asswall in a sinewy dance. He new the
zips and tang of asshole in his tongue assault. The boys inner secrets were
revealed.

     Trevor squirmed. His butt was filled with a squirming undulating
beast. He moaned at the friendly snake. A ball filling his mouth, the scent
of daddy crotch and the fucking tongue obscured his ability to form
cohesive thought. He was glimpsing the boys paradise.

     Keith sucked more of the cock into his mouth. Smaller and thinner than
daddy's he happily sucked half the cock in. The taste was similar but the
slide of the foreskin was a new experience. His hand enjoyed bringing the
skin up to meet his sucking lips. It made jerking the prick easier. It was
as though his fist had a magic carpet to help. The generous flow of precum
was a succulence all its own.

     Mark ruffled the lads dark hair. His cock was sensuously attended as
his nuts were teased with the experts mouth. His temples throbbed in his
body's extasy. His entire being was truly centered about his cock and
balls. "Hey, Ki-ki? Swing your hips around and bring that sweet cocklette
of yours up here." The lithe body complied. As the body squirmed about his
paws lifted the hips up over his mouth. As cocklette and ballys fell into
his mouth he wrapped his arms tight over the boys heavenly butt. His mouth
munched on the perfection of boy cock; of boy balls. His tongue lapped in
glorious wonder. A mouth sucked each ball. A mouth sucked his cock in
torturous slowness. A beautiful little set of cock and balls was suckled in
his ravenous mouth. The man was in Wonderland.

     Keith sucked as deep as he could. The knob quivered in his mouth,
flaring fatter then subsiding. The juice flowed copiously. This boy loved
the taste of any daddy's precum.

     Trevor sucked hard on one of daddy's hairy nuts. The musky scent was
intoxicating. He wiggled his bum with the squirming muscle firmly inside.

     Ken fucked the sweet tasting hole with his tongue. As he crouched his
legs forward his paws gripped the boys hips. Together they rose to their
knees. Still attached to what lay in front of them Ken tumbled the boys
balls. He slowly extracted his tongue. His mouth filled with the taste of
boy secrets. He crawled forward. Gripping his aching cock he rubbed the
cocktip against the slobbering asshole. In a steady push forward he slid
the cock into the boy cunt. The wet sleeve gripped the fullness of his
hard-on. The boys muffled whimpers accepted the enormous pole. One third
lay secure in the tunnel. Ken knelt staying still. Paws gripped the slim
hips. For a moment he let his knob and shaft live up inside the boy. The
wall seemed to suck the knob. Ken knew it wouldn't take much. He wanted
this moment to last.

     Trevor whimpered. Tears escaped in little streams. How could something
so painfully big also feel so good?

     Keith sucked hard. He held the cock with both hands now. His mouth
sucking up and down half the length of the uncut cock. The rigidity was
telling the boy time was close. He knew daddy's cock. This man's shaft
reacted the same. Maybe all men did. Keith wanted to know for certain.

     Mark sucked the boys sex hard. His arms held the body flat. He knew,
he knew. His hips rocked the bobbing mouth. Even with a mouth firmly
sucking he felt his nuts tighten. His gutteral moaning vibrated the young
cocklette and ballys. And the surge began. From deep in his soul the heat
began to rise. The knob became fired. Then the lava rose. With waves of
fantastic pleasure his sperm shot pool after pool into the bobbing
mouth. His animal groans were intensely savage.

     Keith sucked up every gob of steamy cum. The goo swirled inside his
sucking mouth. The taste was different from daddy. Stronger. More
pungent. But his throat enjoyed the man seed all the same. The goop was his
favorite taste. Even if it was stronger. It was still the best any man
could bestow.

     Trevor released the ball as he pressed his forehead against the taut
bag. The huge prick in his stretched hole was fucking him. In and out it
assaulted his innocence. Unaware that only a third was fucking him it felt
so much bigger than daddy's. Pain was mixed in equal measure with hot hard
pleasure. His body rocked with every thrust. His nose pressed into the bag
inhaling daddy's familiar scent. His asshole would never be the same.

     Ken fucked the boy. Balls swayed below the piston. Prick invaded,
retreated, invaded. His hips fucked hard. The cock longed to be fully
buried but he knew he couldn't. Shouldn't. Wouldn't. But the hard thrusts
enflamed him. One third! Only. His cock. This ass. Boy pussy. His mind
blurred. His cock burned. The hips thrust. The balls churned. His head
threw back. With a primal grunting yell his shaft explode. Body quivering
pulses of cum shot forward. Fucking intensely the cum filled the hole his
tongue had visited. He knew he would lick that clean. Eat up his seed from
the boys loosened hole. But for now. For now! Cock! Cum! Boy cunt! His body
shook as the seed sought to impregnate the hole. Moaning low. Body
spasms. Cum stopped. Pause. Pause. With gravity he slowly pulled the cock
back. The final slide from the hugging sleeve spasmed his body for its
final moments. His cock slipped free as he sat his ass on his ankles. He
looked from boy ass up the back the see his sex partners.

     Trevor had his forehead pressed to the carpet. Light whimpers escaping
his dry throat. His ass wiggled slowly.

     Keith licked the knob. Fingers squeezed up the shaft. The last drops
were suckled free.

     Mark looked at Kenny. The boys rump lay across one shoulder. He
offered a grin.

     Ken knew what it meant. The bet they had made yesterday. The one who
came first got fucked in the morning. Ken grinned. His cock would get its
full hard fuck after all.









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