Date: Fri, 23 May 2014 09:40:53 -0500
From: Jim 002 <jim002@outlook.com>
Subject: The Birthday Party

                       The Birthday Party
                      By jim002@outlook.com
              Copyright 2014 by jim002@outlook.com


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                               One
   Dad parked the car in the video store parking lot. He turned
it off.
   "Ready?"
   I nodded.
   "Do you have the cards?"
   "They are in my pocket."
   It was my eighteenth birthday, and Dad was about to give me
my present. My heart was pounding, I was so excited. We got out
of the car and walked into the video store. Dad walked up to a
counter. A middle-aged man stood behind it. He was sort of
average looking, but I did like his moustache. He had some gray
hair on the sides of his head, too. I liked that.
   "Hey, Frank."
   "Hi, Ed. This your son?"
   "Yes."
   "You didn't mention he was quite a looker," Frank said.
   "I wouldn't have it any other way," Dad said to him. "I
picked his mother because she was the prettiest woman I ever saw.
   Frank held his hand out and I shook it. I noticed Frank's
arms were hairy. I wondered what he looked like naked, with a
stiff cock. I got hard shaking his hand.
   Dad looked around. There were several men in the store, but
none were paying attention.
   "Billy is here for his party," Dad said, softly.
   Frank grinned.
   "I was wondering if you ever get any men here who needed
their cocks sucked," Dad said.
   He and Frank laughed.
   "You haven't forgotten our bargain?" Frank asked.
   "Oh, no!"
   Dad whispered in my ear, "Frank wants you to suck him,
regularly." I grinned. "Every day, if he can manage it." I
grinned even more.
   Frank winked at me.
   Frank turned to my Dad. He held out a key.
   "This it to the room next to booth twenty-eight."
   Dad took the key.
   "Thanks."
   "Oh, thank you!" Frank said. Frank grinned at me. "I'll be in
booth twenty-eight after I get off at 9. I sure don't want to
miss your party."
   "I guess that means you'll get off twice tonight," Dad said.
   Dad and Frank laughed.
   "Will I, Billy?"
   "I hope so, sir. Every day."
   He grinned at me.
   "Give Frank a card."
   I pulled one out of my pocket. It said, "Billy Collins,
Cocksucker and Bareback Bottom." Below that, it said, "Please
give me your cum." Our home phone and my cell phone numbers were
at the bottom. The cards were another gift from Dad. He told me
to give one to any man I thought was attractive. They might not
all be interested, but a few might. I handed a card to Frank. He
looked at it.
   "Bareback, huh?" Frank said. "Will you let me bareback you,
Billy?"
   "Of course!"
   Dad asked my doctor to give me a prescription for an
antiviral that would keep me from getting HIV. I had been taking
it a couple of days.
   "So what do you want for your birthday, Billy?" Frank asked
me. "It sort of seems like I'm the one getting the gift."
   "My son has a taste for man milk," Dad said. "He loves the
dispenser, too. Just give him plenty and he'll be happy."
   Frank laughed. Then he winked at me.
   "It sure was nice of someone to help him develop a taste for
it!"
   Dad chuckled. "What can I say? I'm a nice guy."
   Frank chuckled.
   "I wish I had a son like you," Frank said to me. "Do you help
your daddy out every day?"
   I looked at Dad. He nodded.
   "Yes, sir. More than once a day."
   "Damn, lucky!" Frank said.
   "I know I am, sir," I said.
   Frank and Dad laughed.
   I smiled at Frank and he grinned back. I couldn't see his
crotch with him behind the counter. I was disappointed about
that. But I would have many chances to see it if I Frank was
going to let me suck him every day.
   "Could I have another card?"
   "Sure!" I handed him another one.
   "My brother is in here all the time, trying to get sucked."
   "Have him call Billy," Dad said.
   "I'll give him his card."
   "Do you want to call him now, so he can, um, come to my
party?" I asked.
   Frank grinned at me.
   "Wrong time of day, but I expect you will be seeing him
soon."
   Dad put his hand on my shoulder and led me to the back of the
store. We walked through a door and we were suddenly in a very
dimly lit area. I followed Dad to the back.
   "Here it is," he said.
   He unlocked the door and we walked into a dark closet. He
closed the door behind us and I heard a clicking sound. I assumed
he locked it.
   Dad pulled my T-shirt over my head. Then I felt his hands on
me. He ran them over my chest and stomach while he licked and
sucked on my earlobe. He stopped to pull my shorts down. They
fell around my ankles. I heard the rustle of his clothes as he
got undressed. The two of us filled the small closet. I felt his
hairy body rub against mine. I wrapped my arms around him. It was
pitch black in the room, but I was very, very familiar with my
father's body. When he was home, we didn't watch TV. There might
be a porn video playing, but we made love. We did it from the
time he got home from work until dinner. Then, again after
dinner, until we went to bed, where we made love. I felt Dad's
lips press mine. I opened my mouth and his tongue went inside it.
Where it belonged. I never tired of kissing him. My hands found
their way to his cock and balls. I held them while we kissed.
They were precious to me. I loved them more than anything else in
the world. I felt his hand in my ass crack. His finger found my
hole and he pushed it inside me. I sighed as I leaned my head on
his hairy chest.
   Dad is my lover. We got along great. We never argued. He had
surprised me a few months earlier when he said the only problem
with being my lover was keeping our relationship monogamous. I
was crushed. I asked him if he had a boyfriend or a girlfriend.
He just laughed.
   "When would I have time? No. And you won't either. What you
will have is sex partners. I've wanted to watch other men with
you for your entire life."
   "Where would you be?" I asked him.
   "Watching them fuck you while you suck my cock."
   I grinned and he had laughed.
   "Once you are eighteen, you can have as many sex partners as
you like," he said.
   "Or as many as you like," I said. He laughed.
   "What do you want for your birthday, baby?" he asked me that
night.
   "Cocks shooting in my mouth."
   I knew Dad wanted the same thing. He told me many times how
much he loved the fact that I loved to drink cum.
   "Are you ready for your party, my sweet, little sex toy?" Dad
whispered in my ear.
   "Yes, Dad. I hope the party makes you shoot a really big
load."
   "I don't know. We might slip on it on this floor."
   "What?" He knew his cum belonged in my mouth!
   "Kidding."
   Dad took my hand and placed it in the hole in the wall. He
told me I would finally get as much man milk as I wanted. I had
my doubts about that, but I was looking forward to getting a lot.
The problem was, the more I got, the more I wanted.
   "Kneel on your T-shirt. Roll it up to give you a cushion."
   I did.
   Dad flipped a switch on the wall and a very dim light came
on.
   Dad reached out and rubbed the bottom of the hole in the
wall. I saw a cock appear. It was circumcised and was smaller
than Dad's seven incher. I swallowed it and began sucking. I
caught a motion off to my side and tilted my head. Dad was
filming me with his phone. I was glad he remembered to do it. I
was so excited, I hadn't even thought about it. I hoped there was
enough light in the booth.
   Up until the day of my party and my birthday, because of my
age (or lack of it), Dad had not allowed me to have sex with
anyone else, except the two guys who took care of our lawn. They
were brothers. He said that he didn't mind Luis and his brother
Ricky having sex with me, because they were in the country
illegally. He didn't have to worry about them saying anything to
the police. He loved watching Luis fuck me while I sucked Ricky.
He wanted their cream in my mouth as much as I did. And they both
loved feeding me their man milk. No one else had ever eaten it.
They fed it to me every day, and I was getting Dad's, too. But
instead of being satisfied, I wanted even more. I told Dad and he
laughed. It wasn't a problem; he was delighted about it. He said
it just meant I still wasn't getting enough semen to eat.
   I felt Dad pushing my legs apart. He knelt behind me and I
felt the familiar sensation of the head of his cock finding my
hole and then entering me. There was no lube, of course. Dad felt
lube ruined the spontaneity of fucking. I mostly just wore a
jockstrap at home. Dad mostly just wore a T-shirt with no pants.
It kept my ass free and his cock available. Dad loved to walk up
behind me, push inside me, thrust a few times, and pull out.
Things like that kept his cock stiff, which is how he wanted it.
He didn't like it when his cock got soft, and I knew it was my
job to keep it from happening. I loved my job. I really did. I
used my hands, my mouth, and my ass to do it. I wasn't aware of
the term until later, but what I did mostly was edge him,
whenever the two of us were alone. I didn't just edge him; I did
make him cum. But he wanted to put off his orgasms, not rush into
them. So sex went on for hours. And it didn't stop after he came.
I just got him ready for his next orgasm. I was happy as I felt
the veins on his cock rubbing my stretched hole as he slid the
rest of the way inside me. It had taken quite a while for it to
stop hurting when he first began fucking me dry, but I was
completely used to it by then. Dad groped my erection in the
pouch of my jockstrap.
   "Good boy. A stiff cock is a happy cock." That was Dad's
favorite saying. "Have a drink of milk," he whispered.
   With that, he began stroking the cock I was sucking on. I ran
my tongue over the head while Dad jacked the guy off.
   Dad whispered in my ear, "I hope this guy's nuts are full of
sperm for my little boy. I wanted to bring you here to do this
when you were eight. Wouldn't that have been great?" It would
have.
   It was a nice cock and it tasted good. The man produced a lot
of precum, too. I was definitely giving him one of my cards. I
angled my head and looked at Dad's phone while I waited to be
fed. I heard a soft groan from booth twenty-eight as warm milk
squirted into my mouth. I swallowed it, eagerly. It was
delicious! Dad began fucking me as I swallowed. I was in heaven!
My father was fucking me while a cock spurted in my mouth. It was
my first three-way with Dad. The man I was sucking had finished
coming, but I was still sucking him. He pulled his cock out of my
mouth. I passed a card through the hole. He took it. I heard the
rustle of clothes and then the sound of the door of booth twenty
eight opening.
   With the door to the booth partly open, there was enough
light to see that it was empty.
   "How did you like having your daddy feed you another man's
semen?"
   "I loved it, Dad."
   "Good boy!"
   He stuck his tongue in my ear and licked it. He pulled away.
   "Your daddy is going to make sure you go to sleep with a full
belly of man-milk from now on."
   He rubbed my stomach and I groaned.
   Then a shadow entered the next booth and the room grew dark.
I looked in the hole, trying to see. I heard the clank of coins,
and then the light from a video screen let me see a man sitting.
I saw him pull his cock out of his pants. I rubbed the hole the
way my father had, but the man was watching the screen. I could
tell he had an uncut cock as he slowly stroked it. I was
disappointed that he was just jacking off, but he had a nice
cock.
   "You want this?" the man whispered.
   "Yes," I whispered back.
   He moved and his cock entered our room. I swallowed him and
heard him sigh. I began sucking. Dad thrust a couple of times to
keep his cock stiff. Then he reached out and began jacking the
guy off. Dad was going to feed me, again. The man's cock was long
enough that I was able to bob on the end, while Dad stroked him.
I heard his breathing grow heavier, or it might have been the
movie he was watching. Suddenly, his cock began spurting. I don't
think his cock was in my mouth more than a minute. My mouth
filled with his semen. I didn't know his name, but I knew how his
milk tasted. That was better than a name. To me, anyway! I
swallowed his milk. It slid down my throat easily and into my
eager stomach. It didn't taste quite as sweet as the first man's,
but he fed me a lot. That more than made up for it. Dad pulled my
cock out of my jockstrap and began jacking me off. I grabbed his
hand. I didn't want to come, yet. The man finished and I stuck a
card through the hole. He took it and left. I couldn't decide if
I was disappointed, or not. I didn't get to suck his cock very
long, but I didn't have to wait for him to come, either. It was a
toss-up, I decided.
   Dad stood and pulled my head to his cock. I began sucking
him. I angled my head and his cock slid into my throat. Dad held
my head and fucked my throat. He pulled out when we heard someone
going into booth twenty eight. Dad reached over and tapped the
hole. A few seconds later, a really big, dark brown cock entered
our room. I figured it belonged to a black guy. I ran my fingers
over it before swallowing it. There was plenty of room for Dad to
stroke him, while I sucked. I pulled off of it to admire it,
after a couple of minutes. The foreskin covered the head. I
pulled it back and licked the head. It tasted salty, from sweat.
I began stroking him, too. I wondered what it felt like to have
two people stroking you. Dad let go the cock while he knelt
behind me and pushed back inside me. He slowly fucked me while he
began jacking the guy off, again. I thought about taking him into
my throat, but his cock was as thick as my wrist. It might hurt.
Not only that, he might start shooting in my throat and I wanted
to taste his load.
   "Fuck!" we heard a deep voice say, as his cock began
shooting. I gulped down his gift. I wondered if he knew it was a
birthday gift from him to me. He didn't shoot all that much, so
it wasn't much of a gift. It was disappointing. He had a nice
cock, but not much come. I wondered whether I should give him a
card. Before I decided, his cock left and so did he. Dad tilted
my head back and thrust his tongue into my mouth. We kissed.
   "Are you having fun, baby?"
   "The best, Dad!"
   "Good. This has been a fantasy of mine for a while-jacking
strangers off into your mouth. I'm glad you are enjoying it as
much as I am."
   "I am!"
   "What did you think of Frank?"
   "I can't wait to suck him."
   "Good! He is going to try to come over every day for you to
take care of him."
   "Why did I give him a card, then?"
   "So he can call before he comes."
   "I want to suck him before he comes!"
   Dad chuckled.
   "Don't worry, baby slut. Your daddy is going to get you as
much man milk as you want."
   I sighed and he chuckled.
   Someone entered the booth. I looked through the hole. It was
a good-looking man, at least from the side. He looked right at
me. Then he stood up and pulled his cock out of his pants. He got
up and pushed it through the hole. It was another nice, uncut
cock. It was a little smaller than Dad's. I sucked while Dad
slowly fucked me. Dad started stroking him with one hand, while
he ran the other over my chest and stomach. He slid his hand
inside my jock strap and held my cock, briefly. Then he began
pinching one of my nipples. I examined the cock of the guy in
booth twenty eight. It was a really beauty. I wondered if the man
looked as good from the front as he did from the side. I
swallowed his cock and sucked. Dad grabbed my head and bobbed it
on the man's cock for a minute. Then he stroked the guy until he
fed me his milk. I passed him a card when he pulled his cock
away. He opened his door. Then he whispered, "Is there a good
time to call."
   I grinned.
   "Any time."
   "Cool! See you!"
   The man left the booth.

   "Still having fun, baby?"
   "Yes, Dad. But none of these cocks are as nice as yours."
   Dad chuckled.
   "You want to suck your daddy, baby?"
   "Always."
   Dad pulled his cock out of my ass. He stood and pulled my
head to his cock. While I sucked my father, I heard someone enter
the booth. Then my cell phone rang.
   I pulled off Dad and reached for it. I didn't recognize the
name: Tom Harper."
   "Hello?"
   "Is this Billy the Cocksucker?"
   I grinned. My cards had already worked!
   "Yes."
   "You just blew me. I was wondering if you want to go to my
place. I would love to bareback you."
   "I can't right now. I'm here with my dad."
   He gasped.
   "No, fuck? Where is he?"
   "He's with me."
   "In the same fucking booth?"
   I laughed.
   "It's more of a sucking booth."
   He laughed.
   "So do you and your Dad."
   "What?"
   "Is your father's dick in his pants?"
   "No."
   "Oh, fuck! I would love to see you together."
   "He told me he wants me to suck him while someone else fucks
me."
   "Fuck! Fuck! I gotta be that guy!"
   "OK."
   "When?"
   "How about tomorrow. Why don't you call me tomorrow morning?"
   "Are you sure?"
   "Sure, Tom."
   "Will you suck me while your father fucks you?"
   "I would have to ask him."
   Tom groaned.
   "How old are you, Billy?"
   "I just turned eighteen."
   My father reached over and rubbed the hole in the wall. I got
the hint.
   "I've got to go, Tom."
   "I'll call about nine."
   "That will be great."
   I hung up.
   "It was a guy with one of my cards," I whispered.
   "That's fantastic!"
   "He wants me to suck you while he fucks me, tomorrow."
   "OK!"
   Dad turned my head to the hole.
   "Look at that one."
   It was a big, brown cock.
   "Back onto it," Dad said.
   "What do you mean?"
   "Fuck yourself on it."
   I grinned. "Really?"
   "Yeah."
   I turned around Dad grabbed me and the cock and aimed it at
my hole. Then he pushed me onto it. I heard a groan from the guy
in the booth. Before I started moving on it, I didn't have to.
The man began fucking me. I just backed up until my butt was
against the wall.
   "Do you like that, baby slut?" Dad asked.
   "Oh, yeah, Dad!"
   I reached out and took Dad's balls in one hand and his cock
in the other. I stroked Dad while the man fucked me. The wall
between us began shaking while he pounded my ass. He fucked me
for two or three minutes, before moaning, loudly. He stopped. I
knew his cock was pumping jizz into me. Luis and Ricky usually
came in my mouth. Whenever one came in my ass, though, Dad would
eat it out of there, after they left. I loved having his tongue
slip inside me. It was like Dad was French kissing my asshole.
   The man pulled out of me.
   "Gimme more of that ass!" he whispered.
   I stuck a card through the hole. He took it. I heard the
rustle of his clothes, and then he left.
   I grinned when I saw the next cock, appear. It was Luis'! I
kissed it and then whispered, "Hi, Luis!"
   "Hey, Amigo! Eat!"
   I began sucking him. I was glad he had come to the party. I
hadn't mentioned it to him, but Dad must have. I knew what Luis
liked, and soon he was moaning. He loved it when I rubbed my face
on his cock. After I did that, I pulled his balls through the
hole and sucked on them. Dad stroked him. I wondered if Luis
realized it was Dad jacking him off. Dad only watched when I was
with Luis and Ricky. I wondered if that would change, now that I
was an adult.
   "Fuck yourself on his cock."
   I backed up onto it and Luis moaned, again. He began fucking
me. Dad pulled me off him after a minute or so, and I went back
to sucking him. I could taste the cum of the man who had shot in
my ass. It was like an appetizer, because then Luis fed me his
load. I would never admit it to Dad, but I had a little crush on
Luis. He was handsome and he was a very good kisser. Ricky didn't
kiss me. Luis had a hairy chest and he liked to feel my hands on
it. I wanted to rim him, but I couldn't speak Spanish and he
didn't speak much English. I didn't know how to ask him to make
sure it was clean. Also, I wasn't sure Dad would like it. Things
seemed to be different, now that I was an adult. Maybe it would
be fine. Luis pulled his cock out of my mouth. The next cock was
one I was expecting. Ricky's. I swallowed Ricky's cock while I
still had his brother's cum in my mouth. Ricky liked to have his
balls tugged on, so I reached over for them. He had his pants on,
though. I guess he knew I wanted them, because I felt him messing
with them and then I found his balls. He stuck his cock back into
our booth and I resumed sucking him. Dad reached around and
jacked him off. With me tugging on his balls, sucking the end of
his cock, and Dad stroking him, Ricky didn't even last a minute.
His warm, familiar-tasting cream filled my mouth. Ricky pulled
his cock out of my mouth.
   "Manana!" Luis whispered into the hole.
   "Bye! Gracias," I said.
   I heard Luis chuckle.
   They left, and another man entered the booth.
   "Are you enjoying your party?"
   "I am, Frank."
   "Good. Here's your birthday present from me."
   A cock entered the booth. Frank might have been average
looking, but he had a really nice cock. He was uncut, and it was
the size of Dad's. Maybe even larger. It was pretty fat, too. I
paused for a moment to admire its beauty. I began kissing it. Was
it possible to fall in love with a cock? I don't know, but I
continued placing soft kisses on it. It jumped and throbbed like
it had a life of its own. While I kissed the underside, near the
base, I felt precum drip onto my ear. I pulled back and rubbed
the velvety head against my lips, tasting Frank's nectar. I
pulled the foreskin back and began licking the head. I heard
Frank sigh. I was really excited about being able to suck him all
the time. I hoped he would fuck me, too. Then I thought, why just
hope? I pulled off him and turned around. I held his cock as I
backed onto it. I heard Frank groan as his cock entered my ass. I
backed up to the wall. Frank began fucking me. Dad's cock was
close. I swallowed it and began sucking my father again. Frank
fucked me for a couple of minutes. I had two incredible cocks
inside me. I don't think I had been as happy since Dad told me I
would be his lover. Frank pulled out of my ass. I was
disappointed.
   "I want to feed you," I heard Frank whisper. My sadness
turned to joy.
   Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned me around. I
knelt and took Frank back into my mouth. His cock was covered
with cum. It was delicious. Dad knelt behind me and pushed
inside. Dad fucked me while I sucked Frank. I was as thrilled at
that arrangement as I was when they were reversed. I reached for
Frank's balls and held them. Frank sighed, so I figured he liked
that. I wondered how a man who was so average looking could have
a cock a Greek god would be proud of. A minute later, his cock
exploded. There is no other way to describe it. I was ecstatic
and disappointed, at the same time. I was thrilled to receive the
gift of his sperm, but I wanted to spend a long time with his
cock. My mouth filled so quickly with his nut milk that some ran
down my chin. I held my hand under my chin. I didn't want to lose
even a drop of his semen. I swallowed as fast as I could. The
next spurt began before I had the first one in my stomach. I just
kept gulping. If I wasn't in love with him already, I fell in
love. His cock was incredible and his cum was plentiful and
delicious. In fact, he shot more cum than Dad and Jose, combined.
I wanted Frank, and not just to suck. I wanted to sleep with his
cock inside me and his arms around me. I had never slept with
anyone but Dad that way. I wondered if Frank was married. I
wished I had noticed whether he was wearing a ring. I wondered if
a man like him could fall in love with an eighteen year old. He
thought I was cute. That was a good sign. I wasn't sure what I
could say to Dad. Could I admit that I felt something other than
lust? Or I should say something in addition to lust. Dad reached
around and began stroking Frank. I got jealous! You have to stop
that! I told myself. Dad is your lover. He always will be. Dad
wanted to die of old age, while his cock was in my mouth. He told
me that many times. But Frank was still shooting. How could I not
love a man who shot so much man-milk into my mouth? He did stop,
though. I was disappointed, of course. He pulled his cock out of
my mouth.
   "Did I drown you?" he whispered through the hole.
   "It was wonderful! I love your milk!"
   He chuckled.
   I licked his milk from my hand.
   "I should have warned you."
   "Do you always shoot so much?' I asked.
   "Yeah. Why, do you want more?"
   I groaned and I head Dad chuckle.
   "Yes! Yes! Please, Frank! Please!"
   Frank chuckled.
   "I'll call you in the morning," Frank whispered. "I'll give
you what you want, sweetheart. I'll give you another gift
tomorrow."
   "Thank you, and thank you for the wonderful birthday present!
I really love your cock." I said. "Will you let me rim you
tomorrow?"
   "Oh, fuck!" Frank said. "I sure will! Any time you want!
Maybe after I've come, it might get me hard enough to feed you a
second load."
   I hoped offering to rim him would make him like me more.
Maybe I would be the only person doing that to him.
   Frank chuckled. "Best birthday party I ever been to." I heard
him pull his pants up.
   "Why don't you say goodbye to your new friend?"
   Frank's half-hard cock reappeared at the hole. I kissed it
goodbye. I heard Frank's zipper a moment later.
   "Are you up for a three-way, Ed?" Frank asked.
   "Sure. As often as you like."
   "I want to watch you fuck him."
   "No problem," Dad said. "You are welcome at our house,
whenever you need your nuts drained."
   "Adios!" Frank said.
   I laughed. Two people had said that!
   He left.
   "Did you enjoy that, baby slut?"
   "I did, Dad."
   "Have you got another boyfriend, like Luis?"
   "I didn't know you knew."
   "I don't mind, baby. As long as you have sex with me, and
other men. It's even hotter to watch your boyfriend fuck you
while you suck me. Or watching you suck your boyfriend while his
brother fucks you. You should tell Luis that you love him. He
will spend more time with you. You can take as many lovers as you
want, as long as you continue to take care of my cock and me."
   I turned around and hugged Dad.
   "I love hearing you beg, baby. I want to hear you beg Frank
for his cum, tomorrow."
   "I will, Dad. I love you so much! Fuck me, Dad, will you?"
   Dad chuckled.
   "I'm not sure you really want me to."
   "Please, Dad! Please!"
   I turned around and Dad pushed back inside me. He sighed as
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