Date: Thu, 28 Feb 2013 13:20:35 -0600
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Movie Star Dad 3-4

                       Movie Star Dad
                        By Jim Vance
                 Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance
                   jimvance2@hotmail.com

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                            Three
   Dad  took me to a restaurant. We were seated at a  booth.
I  sat and Dad sat opposite me. "Will you sit on my side?" I
asked him.
   "Sure."
   He  moved and I scooted right next to him until  we  were
touching. "This is much better."
   Dad put his arm around my shoulder. "You are right."
   I  looked around and no one was looking. I put my hand on
my Dad's crotch. He turned and grinned at me.
   "You really are hungry."
   "I am and I don't even need a menu."
   Dad  whispered, "I would love to take you to the bathroom
and  fuck you in one of the stalls. Soon we will be able  to
do that." I moaned and Dad grinned.
   I  continued feeling him. A waitress came by and put  two
glasses of water on the table.
   "Can  I have a straw?" I asked while I looked at Dad.  He
grinned at me as the waitress put it on the table.
   We  ordered hamburgers and ate. When no one was  looking,
I rubbed Dad's cock through his pants.
   "Do you want my cock, baby?" Dad whispered in my ear.
   "Yes. I want it very much." Dad winked at me.
   We  finished  and  left  the restaurant.  While  we  were
driving home, I said, "I wonder if Frank is worrying."
   "Do you want to talk to him?"
   "Yes."
   Dad  called  him  using his hands-free  set.  When  Frank
answered, I said, "Hi, Frank. It's Tommy."
   "How are you?"
   "I'm fine. Dad and I had a long talk. I'm not upset."
   "I am glad. I felt bad about upsetting you."
   "We're fine, now. It was just a shock."
   "Oh, I understand that!"
   "I  didn't want you to think I don't like you. It  wasn't
that."
   "Well, thank you."
   "I will talk to you, later. Say hi to Patrick for me."
   Frank laughed. "I will definitely do that."
   "Please tell him how happy Dad and I are." Frank and  Dad
laughed.
   Dad hung up and shook his head.
   "I love you, baby."
   "I love you, Dad."
   "Does Patrick have sex with his Dad?"
   "They  have in the past, but Patrick doesn't want to.  He
says Frank's cock is too small." What an asshole! I thought.
   "Gosh!  If I start having sex with Frank and you, Patrick
might  really  be  upset." Dad laughed and shook  his  head.
"That would be awful, wouldn't it, Dad?"
   "I  would  prefer  that  you not start  having  sex  with
people only to upset other people, Tommy."
   "I  can understand that, but I wouldn't. I think Frank is
attractive.
   "Dad, if anything else freaks me out, will you just  take
me away and hold me?"
   "Nothing  is  going to freak you out. I  am  not  risking
losing you. I will explain everything way ahead of time  and
you will be the one who decides." I smiled at him.
   "Does Uncle Jason look like you?"
   "A little."
   "And his cock is much nicer than yours?"
   "Why do you say that?"
   "You said he had the prettiest straw."
   "No.  You said he had the prettiest one. I think mine  is
much nicer." I laughed.
   "Please don't invite him over today."
   "No.  That would be a surprise. Like I said, I  will  ask
before I do anything at all."
   I rubbed Dad's cock. "Are you always hard?"
   "Only  around  you. You have always had  that  effect  on
me."
   "Wow! How many times a day can you come?"
   "I  don't  know. I suspect a lot more times  a  day  than
with you than with anyone else."
   "How many times a day did you come with Patrick?"
   "Just once. A little Patrick goes a long way."
   I rolled my eyes.
   "What's the most times you have ever come in one day?"
   "Eight."
   "Wow!"
   Dad  grinned at me. "I bet you can make me come ten times
a day."
   "I guess we can find out," I said.
   "I sure hope so," Dad said. I laughed.
   "As  long  as  we  are out, is there anything  you  need?
Clothes, books, movies, games, anything."
   "I  have  a  feeling I won't want to watch  most  of  the
movies at your house!" Dad laughed.
   "I have regular movies."
   "Are  you  fucking  anyone under  the  age  of  eight  in
those?" Dad looked embarrassed. I didn't mean it that way.
   "I am not in those at all."
   "What's the point of watching them then?" Dad grinned  at
me.
   "No,  Dad. Not right now. I think I will just want to  be
with you. Cuddling, if we aren't having sex."
   "That sounds wonderful, baby."
   "I  don't think I need any clothes, especially  if  I  am
going to be home schooled."
   "We don't have to do that. I know it upset you."
   "No.  The  part  that upset me was having  sex  with  the
teacher to save you money."
   "Baby, I did not mean it that way. I guess that made  you
feel  like  a whore and I am very sorry about that.  Do  you
forgive me?"
   "Yes.  And if I ever don't, kiss me and I will change  my
mind."
   "Oh, yeah? You like kissing your daddy?"
   "Yeah."
   "I'm  glad to hear about a way to get you to forgive  me.
You may not realize this, but I have gotten into trouble  in
the past."
   "Oh, really? Did you run a red light?" Dad chuckled.
   "How   many  meters  long  is  your  cock?"  Dad  started
laughing.
   "I  don't know. I am an old-fashioned daddy. I only  know
inches. "We will buy a metric ruler and you can measure it."
   "That  sounds fun. I love the metric system." Dad laughed
again.
   "Do you still want me to fuck you today, Tommy?"
   "Yes. I suppose it will hurt."
   "I  am afraid so. I have a big cock. Would you rather get
fucked with a smaller cock?"
   I thought about it. I didn't know enough.
   "I  don't  really know. Would getting fucked by Frank  be
pain free?"
   "No, it would just hurt a little less."
   "Have you ever fucked a virgin?"
   "No. They have all been experienced."
     "Frank  has, though. He might be able to help, even  if
he doesn't fuck you first. How do you feel about that?"
   "I  don't  mind if he helps. I would rather be fucked  by
you first, but I don't want a lot of pain, either."
   "I  understand. I feel exactly the same way about  it.  I
would prefer to be first, but not if it hurts you too much."
   Dad called Frank again.
   "Frank,  it's  Tom. Will you help me fuck Tommy?  I  know
you  have fucked a lot of virgins and probably know  how  to
make it less painful."
   "Sure. Is it all right with Tommy?"
   "Yes, Frank. I don't mind at all," I said to him.
   "OK. When?"
   "How about one hour?"
   "See you then."
   Dad stopped at a drugstore and bought stuff.
   "I've never seen jelly in a tube," I said. "What does  KY
mean?"
   "It's a lubricant."
   "For what?"
   "For your ass and my cock," Dad whispered. I grinned.
   We  got  home and Dad showed me how to clean myself  with
an  enema  kit  he  had  bought. It was  gross,  but  I  can
understand why he wanted me to do it.
   "This way, my cock will still be clean enough for you  to
suck  after I pull it out of your ass. You can lick  my  cum
off it, if you want."
   The doorbell rang and I put on my briefs. Dad laughed.
   "Why  are  you  doing that?" I stared  at  him  and  then
laughed.  I was about to get fucked! They would  be  in  the
way! I pulled them off.
   I  walked in the living room and Frank walked in  wearing
just a pair of running shorts. God! He looked good!
   Frank smiled at me. "Dicks don't lie," he said.
   "What do you mean?"
   "Your cock got hard when you looked at me."
   I  looked  down.  Frank wrapped his  arms  around  me.  I
looked  up  at him and he kissed me. I moaned as his  tongue
explored  my  mouth. I ran my hands over  his  hunky,  hairy
body.
   "I want you, baby," he said softly to me.
   "I want you, Frank."
   "You've  got me. There is nothing I would rather  do  and
nowhere I would rather go." I smiled at him and ran my hands
through the hair on his chest.
   "My cock loves you, baby. Do you like him?"
   I looked down. "I love him, Frank."
   I  knelt.  I pulled the foreskin back. This was the  cock
Patrick  thought was too small? It was absolutely beautiful.
I licked the head and Frank moaned. I continued licking.
   "Are  you  going  to let me come in your  mouth  or  your
tight little cunt?"
   "My mouth, first."
   "Oh, baby! I love that word!"
   I looked up at him. "Mouth?" He chuckled.
   "No.  `First'."  I  grinned at him and  took  him  in  my
mouth. Frank was easier to suck than Dad. I wondered if that
was  why  I  liked sucking him when I was small. Dad's  cock
seemed  really big now. There was no way I could have opened
my  mouth  wide  enough for it when  I  was  three.  Then  I
remembered  Dad  saying, `All you have to do  is  hold  your
mouth open,' so I guessed that was what we did.
   Frank  moaned as I sucked him. I reached up  and  ran  my
hands  over his stomach and chest. I wondered if Frank would
ever  spend  the night with us. I decided I  would  ask  Dad
after Frank left. Dad might not want to.
   "I'm getting close, baby. Blink your eyes if you want  my
spunk."  I  blinked them four times. Frank  laughed.  "Uncle
Frank  is going to feed you, baby. It's been years!  I  hope
you  like my cum as much as you used to." I moaned. I really
wanted  it!  "Blink if you want a mouthful  of  my  cum."  I
blinked about ten times. Dad and Frank laughed.
   "Feed him, Frank! Feed my son! His wants a belly full  of
your spunk. Don't disappoint my boy." Frank groaned and  his
creamy,  warm spunk shot into my mouth. I swallowed  as  the
second spurt hit the back of my throat. I kept swallowing. I
didn't  want  to  miss a drop. Man milk, I  thought.  I  was
drinking man milk. Finally, Frank was done. He pulled out of
my  mouth. He squeezed the last of his spunk out of his cock
and I licked it off.
   "Yum! Man milk!" Dad and Frank yelled.
   "He remembers!"
   I stood up. "Remember what?"
   "That's  what we called it when we fed you when you  were
little."
   I  smiled. "I guess I do remember. It just popped into my
head.  I am pretty sure Mom never said that." Dad and  Frank
laughed.
   "No.  Your  mother didn't call it that.  And  she  wasn't
nearly as fond of drinking it as you were. No. No. No!"
   I  grinned at them. "I was a young child. I needed milk."
They laughed again.
   "Boy, oh boy, did you drink it!" Frank said.
   "I drank a lot?"
   Dad  said,  "Baby,  I would feed you, your  uncle  would,
then Frank, and you wanted more, more. Daddy! More! I had to
start searching for the right kind of men. You were picky! I
couldn't  come right out and ask hairy-chested men  if  they
would come in my son's mouth!"
   I  laughed.  "I  guess not! How did you find  them?  That
sounds dangerous!"
   "It  was, but you wanted man milk and I wanted you to  be
happy. I took you to cruisy areas and when hairy-chested men
took  an  interest  in you, I struck up an  acquaintance.  I
would tell them what you liked. Some of them just wanted  to
feed you there, but others were willing to come to our house
when  your  mother  was out. Those men were  very  dedicated
feeders. At one time, you had ten different men feeding  you
man  milk. You talked to some of them on the phone, the ones
you liked the most, and asked them to bring their straws.
   "I wish I remembered!"
   "I  know,  baby. You had an exciting sex life  that  your
mother  ended." I smiled. I would have one again! I realized
I  couldn't wait to meet Tony. My dad knew what I wanted and
he  already picked out some men for me. I looked at  my  dad
and shook my head.
   "What is it, son?"
   "Dad,   you   are   a   sleazy  pervert,"   Dad's   smile
disappeared. "And I hope you never, ever, ever change!"  Dad
and Frank laughed and Dad hugged me.
   I looked up at him. "I love you so much, Dad!"
   He  bent down and kissed me. French, of course. I  hugged
him.
   "Does Tony have an uncut cock?" Dad and Frank grinned.
   "Of  course,  baby.  I  know what you  like!  You  always
preferred those, although you sucked cut cocks, too."
   I  remembered  Frank mentioning photos of  me.  I  wasn't
sure if I wanted to see them or not. Yesterday, I would have
been horrified, but the truth was, I loved Dad's cock and  I
loved Frank's cock. I was sure I had a very good time when I
was  little.  It would be sad to know how abruptly  my  life
changed when I lost my dad.
   "How many men do you know that I will like?"
   "Eager, are you?"
   "Yes! Are any of them as gorgeous as Frank?"
   Frank  pulled my mouth to his and kissed me  for  a  long
time. When he pulled away, I said, "I love you, Frank."
   "Oh, baby!"
   "Will  you be able to feed me every day? I don't want  to
be  greedy, but I do want every single drop of your cum!" We
all laughed.
   "Yes,  Tommy.  I promise you at least one  drink  of  man
milk from your Uncle Frank every day. I am not seeing anyone
right now, so I may be able to give you more. We'll see."
   "So there is my uncle, Tony, and Frank. Anyone else?"
   "Baby,  I  haven't been looking. I wasn't sure you  would
want  any  feeders. But Frank and I both know a lot  of  men
from  the  porn business. We can find plenty for you.  I  do
know  one  man who lives in this complex. His name  is  Dave
Carter. He is a vice cop who loves my movies." I laughed.
   "You are kidding!"
   "No.  He  told me he confiscated one and watched  it.  He
told  he  came four times the first time he watched  it.  He
wanted me to autograph the case." I laughed. Dad really is a
movie star!
   "He  is exactly your type. He's real hairy and he  has  a
beard.  I  haven't  seen  his cock, but  his  bulge  extends
halfway to his knee."
   "I have always wanted to suck a policeman!"
   "Have you?" I laughed.
   "I'm  joking,  Dad. You are the only man  I  ever  wanted
that I can remember." Dad smiled at me.
   "Do  you  want  me  to see if Dave is interested?"  Frank
asked.
   "Sure! He sounds great!"
   "Oh," I moaned.
   "What is it?" Dad asked.
   "I  just thought of sucking him while he is watching  one
of your movies."
   "Holy  fuck!  Your Dad isn't the only sleazy  pervert  in
the room!" Frank said. "And I mean that as a compliment. All
my favorite people are sleazy perverts!" I laughed.
   "I guess I take after my dad!"
   "I'll go see if he's home." Frank left.
   Dad  took  me in his arms. "I guess I really am what  you
said. A sleazy pervert."
   "Dad,  I  love  you. I know you aren't like anyone  else.
But I lived my life with my mom. It was dull. I am having  a
lot of fun and it's all because of you. I don't want you  to
change. I am sure I still have adjusting to do, but  I  want
to spend the rest of my life with you."
   Dad kissed me and I wrapped my hand around his cock.



                            Four
     "Dad?  Are you planning to wear condoms when  you  fuck
me? You bought a lot in the drugstore."
   "No,  baby. I won't and your uncle won't, if you let  him
fuck  you,  but  everyone else will, even Frank.  I  am  not
taking a chance of you catching anything. Besides, there  is
one advantage of men wearing condoms."
   "What is it?"
   "When  they  pull them off, you can drink  the  man  milk
that they've shot into them."
   "Oh,  yeah!  So  I can get fucked and still  drink  their
milk!"
   "Exactly. And you do want their man milk, don't you?"
   "Yes."  I  felt  lucky that Dad knew what  I  wanted  and
would  get  it  for me, regardless of what  society  thought
about  it. He was a pervert and I loved him. I was  in  love
with  him,  too.  I  wondered if I was  a  pervert.  Then  I
remembered what Frank said.
   As  if he was reading my mind, he asked, "Did you mean it
when  you talked about sucking Dave while he watched one  of
my movies?"
   "Yes, but if you don't want me to, that's fine."
   "Oh,  son! I really, really want you to do that. That  is
one  of  the hottest things I've ever heard of, and  I  have
heard  an awful lot! I will tell you what we can do. I  told
you  he  came five times the first time he watched  one.  He
only  owns two of my movies. They are hard to find, and  you
can probably understand why. We can sit him down in here and
show him one that he hasn't seen." I grinned.
   "That's a lot of man milk!"
   "It  sure  is!  And all of it will end up  in  my  baby's
belly." Dad rubbed my stomach.
   "Where it belongs!" I said. Dad laughed.
   I thought of something completely perverted and laughed.
   "What is it?" Dad asked.
   "If  he  ever fucks me, you can autograph my butt first."
Dad moaned.
   "Fuck,  son!  You  are  a  sleazy  pervert!"  I  laughed.
"Congratulations!" We both laughed.
   Dad  kissed  me  again.  Afterwards,  I  sighed  and   he
chuckled.
   "Dad,  if you had never left us, how long would you  have
waited to fuck me?"
   "That  is a tough question. I thought about it constantly
while we were all still together. I would have tried to wait
until you were eight, but I don't know if I would have  been
able  to hold out that long. The truth is, every time I look
at  you,  my  cock gets hard. You have always gotten  me  so
fucking horny. When you were little, I fed you many times  a
day, but my cock was always ready for you the next time  you
tried to pull it out of my pants."
   Dad  sat on the sofa and patted his lap. I climbed on and
we made out. We kissed and then I began licking his neck and
chin while I ran my hands over him. Dad turned me around.
   "Lean back against me." I did and Dad started jacking  me
off.  He  wrapped  his other arm around  me  and  pulled  me
tightly against him. While he stroked me, he sucked hard  on
my neck. I guessed he was giving me a hickey.
   There  were  two  knocks on the door and then  it  opened
slowly.  Frank walked in the room along with a tall  bearded
man  who  I figured was Dave. He was wearing just a pair  of
shorts and he was very hairy. I could see even his shoulders
were  hairy. Dad was still stroking my cock and Dave  got  a
big grin on his face when he saw us.
   "Tommy, this is Dave Carter."
   "Hi, Dave!"
   "I  am real pleased to meet you finally, Tommy. Your  dad
spoke of you often."
   "He told me you were one of his fans."
   "I didn't say that," Dad said.
   Dave  laughed.  "Well, it's true. Have you  seen  one  of
your dad's movies?"
   "Only part of one."
   "Well,  they are hot! Very, very hot! Frank told  me  you
like hairy men. Am I hairy enough?"
   I laughed. "You have just the right amount."
   "Oh, no!" Frank said. "That means I don't have enough."
   "You are perfect, Frank."
   "Thank you, baby."
   Dad whispered in my ear. "Go pull Dave's shorts down."
   I  climbed  off Dad's lap and walked up to Dave.  "Can  I
feel you?"
   "Tommy,  you can do anything but fuck me." I  grinned  at
him.
   I  ran  my hands over him and he sighed. I felt his  hair
and his muscles.
   "Will you kiss me?" I asked him.
   Dave  bent  down  and kissed me. He  was  a  pretty  good
kisser.  I  felt his pants and I could tell he was  hard.  I
pulled  away  and pulled down his shorts. They were  elastic
waisted and it was easy. His big dick flew up.
   "It's huge!" Dave grinned at me.
   I  wrapped both hands around it and Dave sighed.  "That's
real  nice, Tommy. What would you like to do with  that  big
cock?"
   "I want your man milk, Dave?"
   "You want a mouthful of my spunk?"
   "I do. Will you give it to me?"
   "Tommy,  I'm  not dating or seeing anyone. Nothing  would
make  me happier than feeding you every drop of my man  milk
every day. Frank told me you need regular feeders."
   I grinned at him. "Really, Dave?"
   "Yes. Absolutely."
   "Does policeman cum taste better than other men's?"  They
all laughed.
   "Definitely. It is the tastiest man milk on  the  planet!
You, know Tommy, as a matter of fact, I know another guy who
would love to feed you every day. Do you like firemen, too?"
   "I  love firemen! Does he have a big hose?" Dad and Frank
laughed.
   "I  haven't seen it, but I'm sure he knows how to  handle
it." I laughed.
     "Dave, Tommy said that he would like to suck you  while
you are watching one of my videos."
   "Oh, fuck!"
   "Oh,  baby! I would love to do that. Feed you my man milk
while I watch your dad fuck some kid."
   "For  that  matter you can feed Tommy  milk  while  I  am
fucking him."
   Dave grinned. "I have died and gone to heaven!"
   "Pervert  heaven"  I  said. Dad and Frank  laughed.  Dave
looked shocked, but then laughed, too.
   "I  guess  it  would  be. Where  else  do  you  find  cum
angels?" Dave asked.
   "What's a cum angel?" I asked.
   "That's  what we called you when you were little, Tommy,"
Dad  said. "You looked so sweet, but you loved holding stiff
cocks and drinking man milk."
   I  began  feeling  Dave's cock. It  was  very  pretty.  I
thought  about how lucky I was. I already had  four  feeders
who would feed me every day, and Dad said he could get more.
   I  pulled the foreskin on Dave's cock back and licked the
head. He moaned. While I licked it, his juice began flowing.
It tasted good.
   "Dave,  why  don't you sit while Tommy sucks  you.  I  am
going  to  stretch him out and take his little cherry,"  Dad
said.
   "You are a virgin, Tommy?"
   "Yes, until my dad can correct that!" I grinned at Dad.
   "I brought a fresh bottle of poppers," Dave said.
   "Oh,  great!' Frank said. "That will make it much  easier
on Tommy."
   "What are poppers?"
   "It's  a  chemical you inhale that relaxes your  muscles.
It  will loosen your hole long enough for me to get my  cock
inside you," Dad told me.
   "Oh! Great!"
   "Dad, can I speak to you for a minute?"
   "Sure, baby."
   We walked into our bedroom and Dad closed the door.
   "Dad,  I  want you to fuck me, but I want Frank and  Dave
to fuck me, too. Do you think I should wait to ask them?"
   "Are you sure?"
   "Yes."
   "You know, we could make your first time a party."
   "A fuck Tommy party?" I laughed.
   Dad chuckled and said, "Yeah, something like that."
   "It's fine with me."
   "Do  you  want  more men at the party? I think  you  will
love Tony. He is Italian and very handsome."
   "Yes, definitely."
   "Let's go tell them."
   We got up and went back in the living room.
   "Since this will be Tommy's first time to get fucked,  we
thought  it  would be fun to have a party. Both of  you  are
invited to fuck Tommy after I do."
   "Really?" Dave asked.
   "Can the two of you stick around for a couple of hours?"
   "I  can," Dave said. "I wouldn't miss this for the world.
I am going to watch my favorite actor fuck his son."
   "While you feed him," I added.
   "Right you are, Tommy."
   "You guys want beers?" Dad asked.
   "Sure."
   "You bet."
   "Tommy, do you want one?"
   "Yes, Dad. Are you going to call Tony?"
   "Yes. Do you want me to call your uncle?"
   "Would  it  be  weird meeting him right before  he  fucks
me?"
   "You  are  doing that for me, Tommy," Dave  said.  "I  am
very glad. I feel honored. I bet your uncle will be, too."
   "Thanks, Dave! Yes, Dad."
   Dad  brought  us each a beer. Dad took me  in  his  arms.
"Are you nervous?"
   "A little."
   "Drink  your beer. It will help." We each drank some  and
then Dad kissed me.
   I  heard  someone groan. Then I felt a finger slide  into
me. I wondered whose it was, but it didn't really matter. It
was someone I liked.
   Dad  pulled  away and I drank some more of my beer.  Then
Frank  took me into his arms and kissed me. While we kissed,
I felt someone's mouth on my hole. They began licking it and
I moaned as I kissed Frank.
   "Thank you for letting me fuck you, baby," Frank said.
   "I meant it when I said I love you."
   "I  know,  and  it makes me very happy. You  are  a  very
special boy and you always have been."
   I  looked  around and saw it was Dave who was licking  my
hole.
   "Is  it  all right if I try to stretch you, Tommy?"  Dave
asked.
   "Yes, Dave. It feels great."
   Frank  kissed  me  again and I felt cold  fingers  at  my
hole. Dave pushed two inside me and I groaned. I reached for
Frank's  cock. It was wet. I stroked it. I pulled  away  and
drank the rest of my beer all at one time. I wanted to  hold
Frank with both my hands.
   Dad  brought  me another beer. "Do you want another  one,
Tommy?"
   "Yes, just a little." I was feeling tipsy already,  so  I
just took a sip.
   "Jason  and Tony are on the way. How is it coming, Dave?"
Dave  had  a  couple of fingers inside me. Frank  kissed  me
again.
   "He's looser. Give him a hit of poppers and then try."
   "Frank, hold onto him," Dad said.
   "You bet! You're talking about my lover, Tom."
   "I'm his lover. You are just one of his boyfriends."
   "I  looked  at Frank and giggled. "Frank is  my  favorite
boyfriend."
   Frank  kissed me again. Then he held a bottle  up  to  my
nose. "Sniff this baby, and hold onto me."
   I  did.  I got dizzy and I felt something pushing against
me. There was a sharp pain somewhere and I groaned.
   "Breathe some more." Frank held the bottle up. I  sniffed
more
   I  felt someone pushing me and it kind of hurt, but Frank
kissed me, and then I was fine.
   "You OK, baby?" Dad asked.
   Frank held the bottle up to me, but I pushed it away.
   "What?" I asked. I felt very strange.
   I  felt  something move and then Dad was holding me  from
behind. He had both arms around me.
   "I'm inside you, baby."
   "Really?"
   "Yes. I am all the way inside my beautiful son."
   "I lost my cherry?" Dave and Frank laughed.
   "You sure did!"
   Dave kissed me.
   "I  am  going to let your hole get stretched about before
we  all start fucking you." Dad lifted me up and carried  me
to  the sofa. He sat down and I was on his lap-with his cock
inside me.
   "Do you want a nice drink of man milk, son?"
   "Yes. Dave will you just feed me? I'm a little dizzy."
   "Sure. How?"
   "Just jack-off into his mouth," Frank told him.
   "Don't miss!" I told him.
   "Miss what?"
   "His mouth," Dad said.
   "Oh, right. He wouldn't get a drink if I did!"
   "Will you be able to feed and fuck me, Dave?"
   "Yes, Tommy. At least once at each end."
   "Good!"
   "Is the fireman coming?"
   "No. He is on duty tonight, Tommy."
   I  opened  my  mouth.  Dave started stroking  his  pretty
cock. I reached out and held Dave's balls.
   "That's it sweety. Those are full."
   "Oh, good!"
   I  wanted Dave's milk and I hoped he didn't make me  wait
for  it.  Fortunately, he didn't. He groaned  and  his  milk
began  squirting into my mouth. I closed my mouth to swallow
and  some hit my lips. I opened my mouth for the rest. I had
to  swallow another time while he was still coming. He  gave
me  a lot and I was happy. He gave me at least twice as much
as Frank had, at least two full mouthfuls. When he finished,
he helped me get the cum on my face into my mouth.
   Once  I swallowed all of it, I said, "Wow! You gave me  a
lot!"
   "I  know.  I think that is the biggest load I ever  shot!
How did you like it?"
   "It  tastes good. I'm glad I will get to drink  your  cum
out of your condom."
   Dave looked at Dad.
   "You  and  Frank are going to have to wear  condoms  when
you fuck him."
   "Oh." Dave said. Both he and Frank seemed disappointed.
   "I'm clean," Frank said.
   "Me, too," Dave said.
   "Fine.  Have HIV tests done and promise not to  have  sex
with anyone but Tommy."
   "I can't do that," Frank said.
   "I  can!"  Dave said. "I would love only having sex  with
Tommy. I have a feeling it will be an awful lot of sex,  and
I have been getting very little. I don't even have to get in
my car! Why would I want anyone else?" I grinned at Dave.
   "Dave,  have an HIV test tomorrow. If it's negative,  you
can bareback him tomorrow."
   "That's fantastic!"
   "What's barebacking?" I asked.
   "That's fucking without a condom," Dad told me.
   "So  Dave will be barebacking your son, while I will wear
a condom?" Frank asked. He seemed angry.
   "Frank,  pretend  it's Patrick. If  you  weren't  fucking
anyone else, it wouldn't be a problem. Playing the field  is
risky. You know that! Do you let men bareback Patrick?"
   Frank looked unhappy. I didn't know what to do.
     "Dave, if you cheat on Tommy or give him and infection,
I will make sure you don't live long."
   "I understand. Tommy is the last person I want to hurt!"
   "Good."
   "Tommy,  you  will want to have sex with  me  every  day,
won't you?" Dave asked me.
   "Sure,  Dave.  Hopefully  more than  once  a  day."  Dave
grinned at me.
   "I  have  been  looking for you my  entire  life,  Tommy!
Someone  who wants my cock all the time who doesn't want  me
to shave my whole body."
   "You look perfect to me the way you are."
   "Thank you, baby."
   Dad  lifted me up and let go. I groaned as I fell on  his
cock. He did it again. I watched Frank stroke himself as  he
watched us. Dad lifted me higher before dropping me.
   "How is that feeling, Tommy?"
   "Very strange, Dad!"
   Dad laughed. "Like a ride at Six Flags?"
   "Can we do this at Six Flags?" They all laughed.
   "Probably not."
   Dad lifted and dropped me a few more times.
   Someone knocked on the door.
   Dad  pulled  me  back against him. He began  stroking  my
cock as two men I didn't know walked into the room.