Date: Tue, 28 Oct 2008 10:36:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Story Teller <story.teller99@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Boy Cody, Chapter 12

Readers:

Thanks for your patience waiting for this installment of Cody's adventures.
I hope that you enjoy it.  I've already started working on the rest of
Cody's Monday and I think that it will trip a lot of triggers.

Please let me know what you think, I appreciate all comments, good bad and
ugly.

Story.Teller99@yahoo.com

My Boy Cody, Chatper 12: Monday, Monday... So Good to Me

Sunlight was just starting to peak through the windows into the big back
bedroom I share with Beef and my boy Cody and I was a little bleary still,
but not so bleary that I didn't recognize that my cock hound of a son was
sucking on my dick.  That kid just can't get enough.

I was laying on my left side, facing Beef who had fallen asleep on the
other side of Cody after another fuck session last night.  I had slept with
my cock buried in the sweetest boy pussy on the East Coast, he had snuggled
down into Beef's musky armpit and dropped off while my crank was still hard
as stone.  When I opened my eyes the big man was staring at me, his blue
eyes glistening oddly in the light.  His left hand was busy, thick fingers
thrusting into Cody's well-used fuck hole.

"Good morning, Tony," he said, a mischievous grin quirking the corners of
his mouth.  He pulled his spunk-slimed fingers from Cody's clutching hole
and ran the tip of his index finger across my lips.  In attentively I
licked the goo off.  It tasted amazing.  Beef laughed at me and Cody moaned
around my hard on.  "Taste good?" my friend asked.

"Yeah, actually," I said.  Beef clapped his left hand on my right hip and
pushed me onto my back, my son following the cock that made him and curling
up on his knees between my forced open thighs.  With another leering grin
at me he dove into Cody's exposed smooth hole and the boy gurgled around my
rod again.  Soon the obscene sounds of my friend slurping on my boy's
leaking gash combined with the sound of gurgling from Cody's throat to make
a truly erotic chorus in the room.

I leaned my head back and rested against the pillows, enjoying the feeling
of my son's talented throat on my stiff cock.  He learned to swallow all
nine fat inches of my Marine meat and loves to have it down his gullet.

I felt the weight on the bed shift and without warning Beef's hands clamped
down on my thighs just above my knees.  My eyes flew open as he leaned
forward across Cody's back, impaling the boy on his just-over-ten inch
stake and pressing his lips against mine.

I was shocked, I had never kissed another man before, just my son.  Beef's
tongue slipped between my lips with no resistance and I couldn't help
myself: I kissed him back hard and deep.  Suddenly my mouth flooded with
salty sweet and viscous cum that Beef had been sucking out of Cody's
twitching cunt.  We did battle tongue to tongue, each of us giving ground
then taking it as the war shifted from one mouth to the other.  I tangled
my fingers in Cody's long black hair and wrapped the other hand around
Beef's nearly shaved-bald skull to pull him in deeper to me as we continued
to devour each other while fucking my boy`s throat deeper onto my throbbing
shaft.

Cody was being spit-roasted on our big Marine cocks, I was kissing my first
man and tasting the sperm sucked from my slutty son's open-access cock
slot.  What a way to start the week!

Our faces covered in spit and spent cum Beef and I continued to make out,
breath tearing in and out in ragged gasps between moans as we climbed the
ladder to the first giant orgasm of the day.  Beef was really pounding into
Cody's hole, driving my cock that fraction of an inch deeper into his
clutching throat and by the sounds he made I could tell the little
cock-hound was loving every inch of it.

I felt my nuts pull up tight to my shaft, my son's spit running down the
crack of my ass as my body primed itself to launch my sperm into the sweet
warmth of Cody's throat.  Beef pulled back from my mouth and looked me dead
in the eye.  The sweat was beaded up on his forehead, running down his face
and shining across his broad, hairy chest as he lunged his fat meat harder
into the boy's wide-spread pussy.

"You know I love you both," he said softly, almost panting as he continued
to drill the best ass in creation.

"Yes," I said, looking levelly back at him.  "You know the feeling is
mutual."  He grinned his huge, lopsided, scarred grin.

"I wanna jizz with you, Tony!"

"Then you better start now, `cause I'm gonna shoot!" I shouted back, and
did just that, blast after gut-wrenching blast of ball juice rocketing out
of my uncut Marine cock straight into Cody's undulating throat.  Beef
growled deep in his throat and joined me with an open-mouthed bellow I was
sure would wake the neighbors.

We all collapsed together in a heap, sweat-soaked bodies in a huddle on the
bed, sperm leaking out of Cody's talented hole and gumming up the hair on
my thigh.  I dozed off.

The phone rang and I glanced at the clock quickly.  It was just after
seven, I wasn't due on Base until nine, so unless there was a problem it
wasn't work calling.  I could hear the shower running; the delicious smell
of bacon cooking filed the house.  I rolled over and answered the phone.

I had a brief conversation with the principal's secretary then called my
best friend Chet at home.  His wife answered the phone and promptly put him
on with me.  After our hellos I said, "Listen, Chet, I got a call from
Cody's school, the principal wants to meet with me.  Will you cover my desk
until I can get to Base, I'll get you the whole skinny as soon as I can."

"Sure, Tony," he said.  "Anything else you need, holler."

"I'll do it," I said as we hung up.

Cody was quiet in the jeep on the way to school.  He fidgeted a little bit,
I could tell he was nervous about me talking to the principal, sure he was
in trouble.  Considering his favorite extra-curricular activity, I
understood that.

I parked at he school and we walked in together.  I flirted a little with
the slightly plump secretary who had called me and then we sat and waited
for Principal James to see us.

We didn't wait long before he came out of his office.  He was taller than I
had expected, almost looking me in the eye with a slim build but broad
shoulders and looked like a cross between Mark Harmon and Anderson Cooper
but with brown eyes.  Mr. James was about 45, wearing a good suit with an
open collar.  He smiled at me as he introduced himself and shook my hand.

"Mr. Martin, why don't you come into my office, Cody can wait here for us
to talk a moment, if you don't mind," he said.  We went into his office and
sat in side chairs together with a low table between us.  It felt more like
a coffee lounge than a principal's office.  Mr. James folded his hands in
his lap and I noticed how big they looked.  He sighed and looked at me.

"Mr. Martin, I have a problem," he started.

"Well, Mr. James, I hope I can help," I replied, clueless as to where he
was going.

"I'm quite sure you can," he said.  "You see, Mr. Martin, Cody has
developed rather a... reputation in school.  It's frankly unusual for a
freshman to be so high on the radar screen as he seems to be.  How long
have you known Cody is gay?"

The blunt question shocked me, which must have been obvious because
Mr. James laughed softly.

"Mr. Martin, everyone here knows it..  I have my ear to the ground in my
school, and my sources are never wrong..  I know that Cody has been
servicing several men here at the school, both staff and students.  I also
know that you know about it and that you protect Cody, ferociously.  Nobody
gets a piece of that boy's ass without going through you first.  That's my
problem."

"I'm afraid I don't quite understand," I said, although I was pretty sure I
did.  He wanted to fuck my son and he was asking me permission to do it.
He laughed again, a light sound but manly nonetheless.

"Don't insult us both, Mr. Martin.  You know that I want you to say I can
tap that beautiful boy's sweet ass, at least that's part of what I want.
But there is more," he said, looking levelly at me.  "We have a pretty good
football team this year Mr. Martin, for the first time ever.  The thing is
there are half a dozen boys on the team who are very nearly on academic
probation.  If they can't play, we can't win and this school runs the risk
of losing funding, not just for sports programs but for art, music and
science programs as well.  I can't let that happen."

"That's where Cody comes in.  You see, I'd like to use Cody, or more
specifically, the treat of pumping Cody's world-class hole full of spunk,
as a reward for the six players I have in special tutorials.  If they pass,
they get to fuck the boy.  I can't imagine that Cody would object, if what
I have been told is true."

He looked at me, right in the eye and I knew he was dead serious.

"Well," I said, "lets ask the boy what he thinks.  If he says yes, then he
can do it.  But Cody will not be forced into anything he doesn't want to
do.  He does like it rough, I'll admit that much to you, but if he ever
says `no' the whole thing is off, regardless."

"That sounds fair to me, Mr. Martin," the principal extended his hand and I
shook it.  He pressed the intercom on the little table between us.  "Miss
Bentley, please send Cody in."

My beautiful son walked into the room and looked at me first, visibly
relaxing when I smiled at him.  He listened intently to the principal's
proposal and eagerly agreed.  Jesus that kid just can't get enough cock!

"Dad," Cody said, violet eyes wide in wonder and beaming at me "you are so
cool!"  I laughed and he turned back to Mr. James.  "Can I suck your cock
now, Sir?" he asked practically bouncing on his toes.

"Not now, Cody."  The boy's disappointment was palpable.  "You have English
this period, and I shouldn't keep you from Mr. Blakeworth any longer than I
have already.  You'll come see me fifth period, we'll meet the boys then
and you can have my load then."

Cody threw his arms around me and kissed my cheek before bolting out of the
office to his English class.  He was in for a really great day.