Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2009 21:39:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Daddy <dthe32yoboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Favorite Toy

The following is fictional, and purely of the writer's imagination.  Enjoy.
Comments, questions, suggestions, and pics of what you are doing while
reading this story can be sent to dthe23yoboy@yahoo.com.

"My Favorite Toy"

Christmas was over, Joey was put to bed, and I had settled into my own bed,
popped a porn into the DVD player, and had started stroking myself.  I'd
been horny all day, but Christmas is about the kids, and I'd spent most of
that day putting together new toys and teaching Joey how they worked.  I
was ready to blow a load.  My cock inflated to it's full fat six inches,
and pointed directly at the ceiling.  Precum drooled out the tip of it and
got my fingers all slippery.  I was in heaven.

Suddenly, the door opens.  I pull the covers over myself, and Joey comes in
and hops up on the bed.  As he does so, the remote slips off the edge of
the bed, clatters to the floor, and the battery cover pops off and the
batteries fly under the bed.  Great.  I've got a major boner, leaking like
a pipe, so I can't just jump out of bed.  Meanwhile, across the room on the
tv screen, there's a beautiful man sucking on another beautiful man's cock.
Slurping all over it.  Joey was facing me on the bed, though, and so far
had not noticed the video that was playing.

"What do you need, little guy?"

"I wanted to tell you what my favorite toy was that I got," Joey replied.

"Oh, okay.  Tell me, and then get back to bed."

"My new Transformer!"

"That's great, kiddo.  Now get to bed."  Just then, Joey began to notice
his surroundings.  The large bulge under the sheet where my cock was now
throbbing for attention.  And, of course, the movie playing on the TV.
"That's a grown up movie," I said quickly.  "Get to bed."

"What are you doing, Daddy?"

I decided on the spot I wasn't going to lie.  Not exactly, anyway.

"I'm playing with my favorite toy," I said.

"What is it?" Joey asked me.

"It's a Transformer, too."

"Really???  Which one???"

"Uhm..." I thought fast.  "Hardhead," I said.

"I don't know that one," Joey said curiously.  "Can I see it?"

Throwing caution to the wind, I threw the bed cover back, and exposed
myself to my little boy.

"Daddy.  That's just your penis!  What's wrong with it?"

"Nothing, kiddo.  It's just transformed right now.  When you get older,
yours will transform too."

"And you play with it?"  Joey asked, incredulously.

"Yep.  It feels really good to play with it."  Joey looked at the man on
the TV sucking on the other man's rod.  "It feels even better when someone
else plays with it," I added.

Joey continued to watch the fantastic blowjob taking place on screen.  I
reached down and resumed rubbing myself, sliding my hand up and down my
rod, obscenely jerking off in front of my little boy.  I scooped up some
precum and brought it to my lips.  I love the taste of precum.  Joey
watched this with wide eyes.

"It's all hard and transformed?" he asked me, as if affirming what I'd told
him minutes before.

"Yes."  I breathed.

"Can I feel it?" Joey asked me.

"Please feel it.  Daddy wants nothing more than for you to touch his
favorite toy."  Joey smiled, and tentatively reached over and wrapped a
small hand around my shaft, giving it a squeeze, and watching the drop of
precum well up at the tip and spill over, running down the side of my cock
onto his fingers.

Joey giggled.  "It's all slippery!" he squealed.

"Yeah, kiddo, it feels really good when it gets slippery like that.  Would
you rub my favorite toy for me?  Like Daddy was just doing?"

"Sure, Daddy."  Joey is such a good boy.  He clumsily jerked on my pole,
bringing me to the edge quickly, and holding me there.  His rhythym was
terrible, and just as I would get to the big moment, his grip would change,
or his speed would alter, and I was just kept at the edge for a long time.
Joey looked back at the tv, where the man doing the sucking was being
rewarded with a nice creamy mouthful.  I was seconds from blowing my own
load.  Joey leaned forward and flicked his tongue over the tip of my cock.
The head flared and the piss slit gaped open, dumping a large dollop of
precum onto Joey's tongue.  The tingle that ran through my body was
incredible.  I was going to shoot any moment.

"Wow, Joey, that felt good.  Would you keep licking Daddy's toy?  I'll give
you some more of that juice you like!"

Joey didn't even reply, he just leaned forward and swiped his tongue under
the head of my cock, his tongue darting into the piss slit to get any juice
he'd missed.  His young innocent lips brushed the head, and I couldn't hold
it any more.  My cock started to throb as I pumped out load after load onto
Joey's tongue.  Joey lapped it up like it was honey.  He continued to lick
the sensitive underside of my cock head even as the flow slowed to a
trickle and then stopped altogether.  He was still licking on me even as my
cock began to deflate.

"Daddy!  It's transforming back!"

"Yes, Joey, It is.  You made Daddy feel really good.  Thank you.  I love
you, little man.  One day, maybe I can make you feel good like that, too."
Beaming at me, Joey again licked my cockhead.  "Woah, little man... that's
enough now.  Hardhead needs to rest.  He can only fire once a night.  But
if you want to see him transform again, come in tomorrow morning when you
wake up.  He's usually standing up then."

"Okay, Daddy!" Joey then bounded out of the room, and I was left to
wonder... What the hell did I just do?!?



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