Date: Sun, 26 Feb 2012 20:41:51 -0500
From: Robert Scott <taleteller33@gmail.com>
Subject: Timmy Hypnotizes Dad Chapter05 Gay-Incest Gay-Adult Youth

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Timmy Hypnotizes Dad



Timmy jumps in fright for a moment, then regaining his composer goes over
to the book shelf and brings back the video recorder.  He plugs it into the
TV and hits the play on the tiny device.

"What did you do?"  I repeat, angrier than before.

The sudden flicker of the TV screen distracts me.  The video starts playing
and show's Kyle sitting on my sofa, not four feet from where I am right
now.  Also in the video is my son, who's holding some- thing in his
hand...my mouth goes dry when I realize what he's holding in the video.

I turn my head back to my boy.  "What did you do?!"

Timmy starts giggling again.  He looks me in the eye and says "I
hippo-tized him Daddy"





Chapter 05



The quality of the video is terrible, obviously taken last night.  It's
dark and difficult to make out.  It show's a man and a boy.  The boy,
within a few minutes of the video, is clearly my little boy Timmy.  The man
sitting on the couch is only half in the frame and his face is obscured by
shadow.

The boy in the video puts down the object he's holding and climbs up onto
the man's lap.  It looks like the boy may be whispering something to the
man.  The video up to this point appears to be perfectly innocent.  The boy
shuffles around a bit, then is still for a few moments on the man's lap.
This goes on for several minutes.

I let out a long breath and realize I haven't breathed since the video
started.  I sit down on the sofa in front of the television before my shaky
legs give out.  My mouth is dry and my stomach is in a hard knot.  What did
my little boy do?

Timmy comes over and leans against my leg.  "This is the good part Daddy"
he pipes, never taking his eyes off the video.

The boy in the video climbs off the man's lap, allowing him to stand up.
Now the frame only captures up to his chest, face totally hidden.  The boy
is standing in front of the man is clearly doing something as his little
arms are moving busily.  The man's arms push the little guy's hands away.
The boy in the video looks up at the man, presumably saying something.  The
man releases the tiny child's arms.

What the small boy is doing becomes clear as the man's belt and pants are
pulled to his ankles.  The man is left standing in his boxers.  What
transpires next is difficult to make out.  The boy is standing with his
back to the camera, facing the man.  The back of the boy's head is level
with the man's groin area.  The man brings up a hand to the back of the
child's head.  The boy's hands are braced on the thick, hairy thighs of the
man.

While not completely explicit or visible, whats happening on the video is
clear.  The man is thrusting his cock into the boy's tiny mouth.

My attention is torn from the video as I feel a small hand on my crotch.
Timmy doesn't even take his eyes from the television as his hand paws at my
growing hard-on.  Without a second thought I unbutton and unzip my pants,
raise my ass off the sofa and pull them down along with my boxers past my
knees.

I let out a ragged breath as I feel my little boys hand on my naked cock.
I lean back and watch the man in the video feed my own son his cock.  Mixed
emotions wash over me.  I am of course incredibly turned on.  I mean who
wouldn't be?  Having your little boy jacking you off as you watch a video
of your co-worker getting sucked off by that same small child.  But beneath
my lust a river of anger runs deep and strong.  At this very moment I am
certain that I will kill Kyle.  That bastard put his cock in my son's mouth
and he will pay!  As soon as that thought runs through my mind another
enters.  It's a dark and perverse longing that the man it the video would
really put it to the little guy.  That he would fuck the shit out of my
son's face and punch his adult cock into the little guy's suck hole, really
skull fuck him.

My thoughts turn back to revenge.  My one regret about the video, the
reason I keep thinking 'the man in the video' instead of Kyle is that his
face hasn't once been visible.  It can be almost anyone molesting my boy.
If Kyle can be clearly identified then I will really have him by the balls.
But no such luck.  The video finishes up and the players move out of frame,
then static.

Timmy brings his cum covered hand from my hard, drooling cock to his mouth
as he looks up at me.  "Did you like my show Daddy?"

Rage and horniness wash over me like a title wave as I look down at my boy.
Not a good combination for a dad that's fucking his son on a regular basis.

I take my son by the arm and throw him down on the couch.  Then I fuck him.
I fuck him hard.  I ram my big cock into his tiny boy cunt.  After I give
him a good pounding I pull my cock from his tight ass hole and shove it
into his slutty throat.  The little whore probably loves the taste of his
own pussy juice on my cock as I fuck his mouth.  Back and forth, from hole
to hole, I rape my little boy, my own child.

When I'm done using my boy's small body to satisfy my sick needs, after I
shoot a load of thick jiz into his ass cunt then clean it by pumping it
into his throat a few times, I throw him off me onto the floor.

After catching my breath I look down to my little boy, expecting to find a
shaken, abused crying child, covered in cum and sweat.  What I find instead
almost doesn't shock me at this point.

Timmy is lying on his back, legs brought up to his smooth chest.  He has
two fingers in his ass hole and as he pull them out a healthy dose of my
semen comes with them.  Timmy quickly scoops up the nasty cum and brings it
to his cock sucking mouth then repeats the action until the cum well is
dry.

The little guy's a cum hound for sure.  A real cock sucking, cum eating
slut.  My anger fades as I realize I can't blame the little guy.  I should
have never left him alone with Kyle.  He's been getting a protein shot from
me several times a day.  Why didn't I think that the little shit would go
for the closest cock available when I was gone?

Putting his legs down, he notice's I'm starring at him.  The little tyke
blushes something fierce.

"I'm sorry Daddy, but I like it, it tastes real good", Timmy whispers.

"I know baby, it's OK."  I reply

Timmy isn't paying attention to what I'm saying but instead staring at
something.  Following his gaze I almost chuckle.  Some jiz is leaking out
of my spent cock and that's what he's hungerly eying.  Taking my soft cock
in one hand I beckon to my son with the other.  "Come to Daddy, sweetie"

As Timmy approaches I take his small face in my hand and bring it to the
tip of my cock.  I slowly feed my boy the last of my cum.  Timmy, sensing
the mood of the moment, ever so slowly licks and sucks at the end of my rod
as I milk the last of my seed into his small mouth.  Our eyes never leave
one another s.  It's a special moment.

When the last lick is done Timmy climbs up onto me and we lie back on the
sofa basking in the afterglow of our sex.

"Daddy?"  Timmy says, lifting his head off of my hairy chest.

"Yes, baby?" I reply.

Timmy looks up at me, and softly say's "Do you want to see the other movie
I did?"

I think my heart stops.

Timmy brings up the video.

The second video is similar to the first only this time Timmy had hidden
the recorder in my bedroom.  The man who is getting his cock sucked on my
bed by my little boy is clearly identifiable...Kyle!  I have that child
molester by the balls!



That night I can't sleep thinking of how to make Kyle pay for what he's
done.  I now know I'm not going to kill him.  That was just my initial
reaction, but he still has to pay.  Although never a religious man, one
phrase keeps popping into my head..."An eye for and eye" A plan forms in my
head.



The next morning is difficult at work.  Kyle avoids me the best he can but
our duties force some interaction.  The little bit of anger I still harbor
makes me enjoy his unease.

The end of the day approaches and the only thing keeping me from the
canceling of putting my plan into action is the image of little Kevy,
Kyle's son and Timmy's best friend.  The kid is so small and I don't know
how I'm ever going to get my cock into him, but that is what's going to
happen.

There are only a few people left in the office and it's now or never.  I
call Kyle into my office.  He enters hesitantly and looks like he's going
to pass out when I tell him to shut the door.

"Uh Tom, can this wait until another day, I'm not feeling that well."  Kyle
says.

"I'll be quick, I just have to ask you about something Timmy told me about
last night."  I reply.

Hearing that, all the blood drains from Kyles face.  He's literally white
as a ghost.  I have him take a seat in front of my desk.

"It's just that Timmy told my you two were up late playing games.  Shit
Kyle, I could barely get the little guy up for School today.  I'm surprised
I haven't got a call from Mr. Nash, Timmy's teacher."

Kyle lets out a long sigh and a little color returns to his face.  "I'm
sorry Tom, won't ever happen again.  Your kid's just a real charmer..um,
you know what I mean.  He has a way of getting what he want's, yeah that's
it."

"Yeah, he's a cute little shit, isn't he" I say.  "Well that's all I
wanted.  Your not looking so well.  Why don't you take tomorrow off, get
some rest"

"That's a good idea, I'll take you up on that" Kyle says as he he heads for
the door.

Kyle opens the door and is about to head out of my office when I stop him.
"Oh, one more thing" Kyle stops and looks over his shoulder at me.  I spin
my laptop around so he can see the screen.  A certain video is playing.
"Do you always make little boy's that your babysitting suck your cock?"

Kyle actually jumps off the floor, as if the door knob he's holding is
electrified.  With a quick glance out the door to make sure no one sees
what's on my computer, he slams the door shut.  "T..T..Tom, it's not what
it looks like" he stammers.

"Well Kyle it fucking looks like your forcing my little boy to suck your
god damn cock!" I shoot back a him.

"I..I..It's not what it looks like" He stutters.  "He tricked me...he had
this pocket watch and.."

"So it's his fault!  Look at the video Kyle, fucking look at it!

Kyle's gaze turns back to my laptop.  The part of the video that is playing
shows Kyle on my bed naked.  He has both hands on my little boy's head and
he's thrusting his adult cock into the little guys mouth. So there Kyle is,
standing before my desk watching a video of himself orally raping my son
Timmy.  He seems entranced by what he's watching, as if he forgot that I'm
in the room.  I take this opportunity to look him up and down.  He's so
pale you can see the small blue veins in his face and he's covered in a
clammy sheen of sweat.  I notice something else too.  Kyle has one mother
fucker of a hard on.  The outline of his hard cock is clearly visible
traveling down the inside of his left pant leg.  What a sick fuck I think
as I reach down under my desk and give my own hard shaft a good couple
squeezes.

I break Kyle's trance.  "So buddy, there's two ways we can handle this.
One I can call the police..."

"No..no, It will never happen again...oh god, oh god, I don't know how I
got into all this.  I never did that before.  I'm not some sick pedo...."

As Kyle begs me not to call the police I notice his eye's keep glancing at
my laptop and the video of him feeding my son his cock.  His hand
unconsciously moves to the front of his trousers and he actually rubs his
hard-on a few times as he continues to plead for his life.  He notices what
I'm looking at and looks down at his own hand on his hard shaft.  He jerks
his hand away.  "Oh fuck, I don't know why I did that...it's just that,
well you know."

"No, I don't know Kyle, and now your going to pay the price."  I say as I
reach for the phone on my desk.

"Wait, wait" begs Kyle.  "You said there's two ways we can handle this."

"Well you see Kyle, I can't live with myself knowing another man did that
to my sweet, innocent little boy and didn't pay some sort of price for it."
I say, nodding my head toward the laptop.  "So here's whats going to
happen.  Tomorrow at noon your going to bring your own little guy over to
my house"

"Kevy?" Kyle says, "What's he got to do with any of this?"

"Well you see" I explain, "Your going to drop your little guy at my place
for the afternoon and I'm going to even things up"

"You can't mean... No Tom please.  I'll do anything.  I have money, I have
the house, I can..."  Kyle begs.

I pick up the phone with one hand and reach for the buttons with the other.

"Ok..ok, I'll do it.  I'll bring him by tomorrow."  Tears are streaming
down his face.

I'd feel bad for him if it wasn't for the fact that I know I'd soon have
two little boys swinging on my cock.  I reach down and give my shaft
another tug at the thought of it all.  If this is what it's like to be a
sick, perverted son of a bitch my only regret is that I hadn't turned this
way years earlier.

I dismiss Kyle, reminding him not to be late tomorrow.



That night at home is fairly typical.  I make sure Timmy does his homework
and make him dinner, as any responsible parent does.  I read him a bed time
story then stick my hard cock into his tight little pussy where I deposit
my seed.  Timmy loves sleeping with my warm, thick jiz in his tiny bottom.
I know that throughout the night the little shit pulls some out of his
tight cunt and slurps it off his small fingers.

In the morning I drop Timmy off at school, then head to work for a couple
hours to wrap up a project that needs finishing.  Leaving work, I pick up a
few things I need for Kevy's visit before picking up Timmy early from
school.


At school I shamelessly flirt with Lori at the front desk as I check Timmy
out for the day.  I knock on the class room door and enter and Timmy as
usual bolts from his desk and jumps into my arms.  Mr. Nash greets me with
a handshake but instead of a his usual smile he has an anxious expression
on his face.  "Um..Hi Tom, I was hoping you have a few minutes to meet with
me in my office."

"Well, Timmy and I are in sort of a hurry.  I hope he hasn't been getting
into any trouble."  I say, giving my young boy a stern look.  What has the
little shit been up to now I wonder.

"Maybe you could call me later and we can set up an appointment this week.
It's really kind of important."

Promising to call later I carry my son out of school and fasten him into
his seat.  Druing the drive home I explain a simplified version of my plan
to Timmy.  He gets all sort of excited and thinks it's a great idea.  Timmy
is always willing to share his toys.


I barely have time to change into a pair of sweatpants and a tank when I
hear the bell ring.  When I make it down stairs Timmy already has the door
open and he and Kevy are setting up the PlayStation talking about what cool
Dad's they have for getting them out of school early for a day of fun.
After today Kevy's idea of fun will have a whole new meaning.

Looking to the open door I see Kyle, standing just outside, looking down,
chin to chest.  He has an aura of defeat about him. Slowly he turns around
and heads back toward his car.

"Hey Buddy," I yell heading for the door.

Kyle turns around, still staring at his shoes.  "What do you want?  I did
as you said"

Approaching him close I reply, "I think you misunderstood me.  Your invited
too.  Your going to watch."

That gets a reaction from him.  Kyle jerks his head up with a defiant look
in his eyes.  "That is not going to happen" he growls at me.

A quick step forward brings me nose to nose with my co-worker.  "It's not a
request, it's a fucking order.  Now get your fat ass in the house." I hiss.

Kyles bravado crumbles and his head drops once again as he shuffles into
the house.  I follow close behind with a firm grip on his shoulder.
Entering the house I steer him to one end of the sofa.  "Sit" I command.

I take the other end of the sofa.  The boys are lying on the floor,
controllers in hand, all attention to the television and the game they're
playing.

I take this opportunity to drink in the sight of Kyles son.  The shorts
he's wearing display his soft, pale, smooth legs.  His shirt has ridden up
a bit and baggy shorts don't hide the upper cleft of his tiny boy ass.
What strikes me most though is how fucking small he is.  He's almost a full
year younger than my own boy.  It's going to be a challenge getting my cock
buried into that small bundle of hot, tight, virgin flesh.

Thinking about stretching open the little guy's holes causes my cock to
chub up.  I bring my hand to my crotch and give my rod a few good squeezes.
This does not escape Kyles attention, causing his head to turn from the
game the boys are playing.  I look right back at him as I blatantly stroke
my growing shaft through my sweats.  Kyle looks me in the eye, then shifts
his gaze to my tented sweats, then back again.  He's clearly uncomfortable,
fidgeting in his seat.  He looks a bit pale and is breathing shallow. I
notice his lips have a tinge of blue to them.  I wasn't about to have him
pass out on me and miss all the fun.

I remove my hand from my crotch and reaching across the sofa take hold of
his shoulder and give him a little shake.  "Breath Kyle, take a deep
breath.  Everything's going to work out ok, you'll see."

Kyle takes a few deep ragged breaths and some of his color returns.
"That's easy for you to say.  Your not the one who has to see another
man..."  He stops, looks me in the eye and I swear to god the fucker
actually blushes.  He drops his gaze, unable to look me in the eye.

Glancing at the boy's to ensure they're still glued to the TV, I say "Hey
Kyle, I got a question for you"

When he looks back up at me, I give him my most charming, friendly smile I
can muster.  Then I reach into my sweat pants and pull out my rock hard
cock and give it a little shake.  "You think your little guy will gag too
badly on this?"

Kyle's jaw drops.  He stands up.  "I can't do this, I can't see this" he
mutters more to himself than me.

"It's all right buddy, I understand" I say, putting my cock away.

Kyle tells Kevy that he'll be back in a bit.  The kid just "yeah's" him
never looking away from the game he and my son are playing.

As Kyle approaches the door I ask, "Hey buddy, could you do me a favor and
drop that envelope at the post office for me?"

Kyle doesn't even respond but grabs the large orange envelope and bolts out
the door.

In about 45 seconds the door opens and Kyle comes in and sits back down on
the sofa.  He puts the envelope on the coffee table.  The writing on the
envelope is in big bold block letters, written with a black marker.  It's
addressed to the local police department.

I go back to touching myself.  "All the copies will be destroyed tomorrow.
And Kyle, I don't want to hear one more word of protest.  It's all going
down and that's final, got it."

Kyle glances at me stroking my cock through my sweats and lets out a sigh
in resignation.  "I sure could use a beer or something." he says.

At that moment the boys let out a cry, one in victory the other defeat.

"I'll win the next one" Timmy says.

"You wish" reply's Kevy.  "I'm the best"

The boy's have always been a bit competitive with each other.  If one of
them was good at something the other had to be better.

Before the little boy's can start another game I call out to my son.  "Hey
cock sucker, go get Daddy and Kyle a beer and bring the vodka too."

Kyle gives me a shocked look as the boy's tear off into the kitchen, but he
doesn't say anything.

The boy's emerge from the kitchen and I let out a laugh.  I think I even
hear a little chuckle from Kyle.  Timmy has his arms full with two beers
and two shot glasses.  One beer slips from his grasp and as he bends down
to pick it up a shot glass goes flying, then another beer etc...  The
little guy finally gives up and brings each beer and glass over to the
coffee table individually.  Tiny Kevy isn't having any better luck with the
large glass bottle of vodka.  He has to set it down several times and
finally just drags it over to us.

When he's done huffing and puffing Kevy asks, "Daddy, whats a cock sucker?"

Kyle just stares blankly at his little boy for a moment.  He opens his
mouth to say something then closes it.  He's at a loss for words.  He looks
pleadingly to me.

"Well Kevy", I say "there's a game that Daddies and little boy's play and
the little boys are called cock suckers"

"What are the Daddies called?"  Kevy asks.

This question stumps me.  "The Daddies are just Daddies, but Timmy here is
the best cock sucker ever"

"I bet I could do better" replies Kevy making a face at Timmy.  "Daddy can
I be a cock sucker too, please Daddy, please?"

"Yeh, what do you say Kyle" I say, "Can little Kevy here be a cock sucker
too?"

Some acceptance must have set in on Kyle.  That or he figured it will go
better on his boy if he doesn't fight whats going to happen.

In almost a whisper Kyle say's "Yeah sweetheart, you can be one too"

I cup my hand under Kevy's small chin and run my thumb along his red baby
lips while his Dad just stares at us silently.  "Yeah, I have a feeling
he's going to be a real good cock sucker" I press my thumb gently at his
lips and like at his birthday party the little whore compliantly opens his
mouth to allow me entry.  I hear a gasp from Kyle as I ever so slowly and
gently thumb fuck his boy's little mouth.

"For luck" I say motioning my head toward the gaming console as I continue
to invade the little tykes face hole.

I withdraw my thick digit from the kids face only to be met with a clearly
irate Timmy.

"I want some luck too" he pouts.

God I'm in fucking heaven.  We've barely got started and already the little
sluts are fighting over my damn thumb.  Imagine what's going to happen when
they both get a taste of my Daddy cock.

Not wanting a pouty little boy on my hands today, I take my young son by
the back of the head and roughly shove my thumb into his mouth as far as I
can.  I hear a 'wow' from Kevy as I proceed to fuck my son's mouth with my
thumb.  I turn to look Kyle square in the eyes as I continue my assault but
he doesn't notice.  He's captivated by my bold display.  Eventually he sees
me looking at him and our eyes meet.  I give him a big smile as the room is
filled with the slick, suctioning noise of my actions, punctuated here and
there with a gagging and slurping noise from Timmy.

I withdraw my thumb from Timmy's mouth.  "There, your sure to win now"

"Wow" exclaims Kevy "That was awesome, did it hurt?"

"No" replies Timmy, "It's really cool, that's why I'm the best cock sucker"

"Ok, That's enough boys" I interject, "Back to your game"

The boys resume their previous positions on the floor in front of the
television and are soon absorbed by their game.

"So, How long have you been dicking you own son?" Kyle asks leaning over to
me.

The question doesn't shock me.  I knew we'd get to this point.  "How long
have you known?"  I ask.

"Well for sure?  Just now" replies Kyle.  "But I suspected after last night
when, well...  you know."  Kyle is silent for a moment then continues, his
voice soft and husky, "No one gives head like that without some practice."
After a minute he continues.  "Tom, I'll sit here and see what you want me
to see, but I won't take part and it ends after today."

I take the top off the vodka and pour us both a shot.  I hand one to Kyle
and raise my shot glass to him then down it.  "Whatever you say Buddy."

We both pop open our can's of beer and 'whoosh' are both sprayed with beer.
Kyle lets out a laugh and I join in.  I take off my drenched tank top and
Kyle removes his own tee shirt.  He suddenly looks uncomfortable again,
realizing he's already half naked when he just put up such a fuss.  I
quickly snatch up both shirts and toss them across the room and take a big
swig of beer.  Kyle follows my example.  Soon we're on our third beer.

As we drink and watch the boys play video games I realize I've been lying
to myself about what I planned for the day.  Sure I want to get back at
Kyle and I definitely want to get my dick into his little kid.  But I also
want to see it in person and not just on a poor quality video.  I want to
see another man using my Timmy.  This whole set up is not about seducing
Kevy, but his Dad.

I grope my hard on once again.  Kyle sits next to me passively, hands at
his sides.  It's going to take more than a few beers to get this party
started.  I get up and little Kevy lets out a giggle, noticing my tented
sweatpants.  He whispers to my son who looks back over his shoulder at me.
The two start whispering to each other and giggling.  I just stand there
for a moment enjoying the attention before heading to my office.  I return
with my lap top and set it up on the coffee table.  The boys assuming we're
getting into 'work stuff' return to their game.

I cue up three videos hit play and mute the sound.  The first two videos
are of Kyle and my son.  I pour two more shots of vodka and we both down
them.  I lean back on the couch and grope myself as I watch my son suck
Kyles cock.  I occasionally glance over at Kyle sitting next to me.  At
first I catch him looking at the laptop for a quick second but soon it has
all his attention.  Half way through the second video, the one where he's
on my bed humping his cock into my boy's face, I notice a visible bulge in
his pants.  But still he keeps his hands at his side.

The third video destroys Kyles resolve and his hand soon finds his own hard
on and we're now both busy groping ourselves through our pants.  The video
is one I shot a couple days ago.  It is of Timmy sucking my cock.

Kyle slowly gets closer and closer to the screen and soon we're both
hunched over the computer.  We're so close I can feel his breath on my
face.  He doesn't notice me looking at him. He is just starring at the
video still squeezing his crotch.  Every now and then I hear him mutter
under his breath; "holy shit, no fucking way, oh my god, that's impossible"

I'm just staring at Kyle when he breaks me out of my trance.  "Is he...?"

I look back to the video.  In it I'm squatting over my boys face.  "Yeah,
he's eating out my ass but good.  The little shit loves it."

The video ends and we both sit back on the sofa again rubbing our hard
cocks.  Only this time I'm not the only one staring at the two little boy's
lying on the floor in front of us.

"I'm not sure about this Tom." whispers Kyle

I know at that moment I have him.


Finally the kids switch over to a single player game and Timmy lets his
friend Kevy play first.  As soon as Timmy sees his friend is into the game
he gets off the floor and jumps into my lap.  He gives me a kiss and soon
my tongue finds it's way into my son's mouth.  I feel his small hands all
over my shoulders and hairy chest as we make out.  Breaking our embrace I
remove his shirt and run my hands all over his smooth, pale body.

I pick up my boy and place him on the floor between my knees, lean back and
look over at Kyle.  He doesn't even try to hide the fact that he's watching
us.  He's practically sitting sideways on the sofa, one hand inside his now
unbuttoned pants.  I feel my little guy's hands find my hard daddy cock
over my sweats, but I don't look down.  Instead I remain focused on Kyle.
His eyes are glued to Timmy's hands groping at my covered shaft.

Yes!  This is what I want.  Another man watching my little boy playing with
my cock.  Playing with his own Daddies hard tool.  Kyle looks horrified but
the jerking motion of his hand in his pants betrays him.  He's totally
turned on.  I feel my little boy trying to pull off my pants.  I raise my
ass off the sofa and pull my sweat pants completely off.  My hard drooling
cock stands tall and proud.

I feel my boy's hands start to caress and slowly jerk my rod. Watching,
Kyle lets out a little moan.  This captures Kevy's attention who turns away
from the game.  The kid jumps instantly to his feet at the sight before
him.  I've never seen such a look of shock on a child.  He gives me a long
look, taking in my body then at Timmy who's still ever slow slowly jacking
my cock with two small hands.  Finally he looks to his Dad who's frozen
like a deer in headlights, hand still in his pants.

Kevy rushes over next to Timmy, so close I can feel his breath on my cock.
It takes all my concentration not to blow my load right there and then,
showering the two little boys in raining semen.  I glance over at Kyle and
see his hand has resumed it's groping.

"What are you guys doing?"  Kevy exclaims, "Timmy why is your Daddy naked?
and your touching his pee pee."  The initial shock wears off and Kevy
starts turns bright red and giggling uncontrollably, bringing both hands to
cover his mouth.  His laughing subsides.  "Whats that stuff on your Daddy's
pee pee?"  He slowly brings up his small hand reaching out to touch me.

I push his hand away.  "This game is for big boys, like Timmy.  Go play
your video game."

Realization hits the little kid.  "This is the cock sucker game!  I wanna
play too.  Daddy, you said I could be a cock sucker too...you promised."
whines Kevy.

It takes Kyle a moment to realize all eyes are on him, waiting for an
answer.  All he can manage is a "Yeah, sure."  He can't tear his gaze away
from my little boy's hands still on my slick shaft.

Hearing his Dad's consent Kevy again reaches out to touch my towering cock
and once again I move his hand away.  At this Kevy cries "Daddy said i
could, he said I could, he said I could" Jesus I want to shove my cock in
the kid's mouth just to shut the little slut up.

"First off everyone playing has to be naked" I say.

I hadn't meant it to be a race but the boy's competitiveness must run
deeper than I originally thought.  My little guy was instantly naked
quickly followed by Kevy.

"No fair!" whines Kevy.  "You already had your shirt off." He shoots at my
son.  Then he suddenly stops his complaining, noticing that his own Daddy
still has all his clothes on.  "Aren't you going to play Daddy?"

"Yeah, aren't you going to play too Daddy?"  I mock Kyle as I give my cock
a few strokes with one hand as I reach out and tussle his son's hair with
the other.

Kyle just stares at my one hand on my drooling shaft while my other is on
his boy.  His hand starts moving in his pants once again.  "Um..I'm gonna,
I mean I'm not going to play"

I know Kyle will cave before the afternoon is over but I'm glad it's not
right now.  More little boys for me!  "Ok" I say, "Kevy's Daddy will be the
referee.  "First we have to inspect the little boys"

I pull each kid to me in turn and run my hands all over their smooth,
hairless, tiny bodies.  I really take my time with Kevy, running my big
rough hands slowly over his flesh.  He squeals when I flick his tiny
stiffy, cries out when I give his little nipple a pinch and gasps when I
run my finger into the crack of his small ass, grazing his hole.  I notice
I left a few traces of cock juice from my hands on both little boys.

"Oh geez, I'm sorry Kyle.  It looks like I got some of my jiz on your
little boy.  Look it's right here."  I reach out and take his free hand,
and bring it to his son's naked little chest.

Kyle slowly run's his fingers down his son's body, leaving a trail of my
slimy seed to his boy's navel.

"Nasty isn't it."  I say.

"Yeah..fucking nasty."  He whispers.

"There's more back here" I say as I take his boy over my knee, ass facing
his father.

Kyle glances at me then to his son's upturned rear.  "Where, I don't see
any?"

"Here Kyle, here" I say as I slowly spread open his boy's tiny ass cheeks,
revealing a small pink puckered hole, shiny and moist with my cum.

Silence, and more silence.  Kyle just stares at his own son's tiny virgin
hole.  He reaches out his hand, index finger extended.  Just when he's
about to make contact he jerks his hand back.  "No" he says

Timmy being unable to control himself swipes my jiz off his friends hole
and quickly deposits it into his mouth.

"Hey" pipes in Kevy, coming down off my knee "Don't touch my butt, that's
for Daddies."  Suddenly unsure of what he said, Kevy looks up at me with a
questioning look on his face.  "That's right?  It's for Daddies?"

I bring a hand down to his tiny rear.  The whole thing practically fits in
my hand.  "Yes honey, it's for Daddies"

Kevy beams with pride, shooting a triumphant look at Timmy.

"Well, seeing as how Timmy took some of the prize, it's only fair that Kevy
get some too."  I pronounce."

At this Kevy scrunches up his face in disgust as he looks at the nasty,
dick drool slowly dripping down my pulsating shaft.

Timmy comes to the rescue, "No! That's not fair. It's all mine.  Kevy cant
have any."  The little cum hound is a real manipulator that's for sure and
a damn good actor.

"I can too!" shouts Kevy.  "You cheated so I get some...  What is it
Daddy?"  He asks looking up at his Dad.

Kyle seems like he's in a daze, just taking in the whole scene.  His hand
is no longer in his pants.  Probably trying to put off shooting I assume.

"What is it?"  Kevy asks again pointing to my cock.

A few moments of silence pass then Kyle say's "Daddy milk"

I roll my eyes and say "Yeah, it's daddy milk and only good little boys get
it."

"You mean good little cock suckers, right?"  says Kevy looking up at me
with big innocent eyes.

I almost blow my load again.  "That's right baby it's only for cock
suckers.  You ready for your first taste of Daddy Milk?"

Timmy lets out a snort of disdain

As I go to run my finger up my cock to collect some 'Daddy milk' for the
little guy, an idea strikes me.  I reach out and grab Kyle's hand and bring
it to my slick shaft.  Kyle gives me a questioning or pleading look, which
I cannot tell.

"Go on Buddy, stroke it for me" I whisper to Kyle, "Come on, just a few
stokes, no body here but us, no one will ever know."

I continue my whispering assault onto Kyle's mind and I can tell It's
getting to him.  He's staring at my hard cock, standing straight up,
pre-cum slowly oozing from the head.  His hand gets closer and he slowly
closes his fingers around my slick shaft.

"Fuck yeah..."  I moan softly.  I've never had a grown man wrap his hand
around my cock before.  It feels weird, but good.  "Go ahead Buddy, stroke
it for me, stroke that Daddy cock"

The dazed Kyle complies, slowly bringing his hand up and down on my rod.
God, the guy's got a firm grip.  Every upward motion sends a river of
pre-fuck juice oozing from my piss slit.  I reach out my hand and ruffle
Kyles hair, "That's a good boy...yeah good boy" I coo.

"He's not a boy, he's my Daddy." Kevy pipes in.

I bring my hand down from Kyle's head and caress the side of his face as he
still slowly jacks my cock.  "Well Kevy, some Daddies are really just
little boys" Like I did to the boys before I run my thumb along Kyles lips.
"Some Daddies like being treated like little boys" I press my thumb past
Kyle lips into his adult mouth.  Kyles lips close around my thick digit and
I feel his tongue lapping at the intrusion in his mouth.  "Yeah..that's a
good boy, suck on Daddies thumb, you want to be a good boy don't you baby?"
I say as I slowly thumb fuck Kyles face while he strokes my rod.

"humph.." is all I hear from him.

I remove my thumb from Kyles mouth and see his hand is now covered in a
thin layer of my cock slime.  I firmly grip his wrist and remove it from my
cock.

"Kyle" I say.

He doesn't respond but just stares at my cock.  I grip his wrist harder and
say "Kyle!"

His head snaps up and he looks me in the eye.

"Kyle, here's what's going to happen and I don't want any bullshit from you
or you can get the fuck out and I'll post that envelope myself.  Got it."

He just nod's

"Your going to take this" I hold his slimy hand up, "and your going to feed
it to your boy" I command, releasing my grip on his wrist.

Kyle stares at his cum covered hand for a moment them slowly brings it down
in front of his little boy's face.  Kevy stares at his fathers shiny hand
with a look of uncertainty on his face.  He takes a little whiff of his
fathers fingers then moves his head back a bit.

"Its best when it's still warm" chides Timmy.

"I know, I'm not a dummy" Kevy snaps back at him. Then he opens his mouth
and closes it over half of his Dad's cum covered index finger.  Kevy pulls
back his head leaving a clean finger behind.  A wide smile slowly creep
across the kid's face as he tastes and swallows my nectar.  Deciding he
likes it he goes in back for more cum from his dad's hand and soon he's
slurping and sucking all the jiz he can get.

I startle Kyle, "What you doing there Buddy?"

He looks from me to his his son who now has two of his Dad's fingers in his
mouth.  "I'm feeding him"

"Yeah Buddy but what are you feeding him?"

Kyle stares at me for a moment with that dumb, dazed expression still on
his face. I'm not sure I'm too happy about this.  It's like he's not even
here.  The guy's retreated to somewhere in his mind.  I want him somewhat
compliant but I also want him a bit horrified at the perverse sexual acts
I'm about to inflict upon his boy.

Unsure how to snap him back into reality I press on.  "Didn't you hear my
Kyle?  What are you feeding your little boy?"

"Well" say's Kyle, "When I was stroking your cock I got your cum all over
my hand and now I'm giving it to my boy here."

If Kyle insisted on retreating to some happy place in his mind, leaving
this shell of a man I might as well take advantage of it.  "But your not
really giving it to him are you?  I mean come on Kyle, you can see the
little slut..um I mean guy really loves it.  Fucking give it to him Dude."

I take Kyles free hand and bring it to the back of his son's head. "Come
on..really give it to him.  The little fucker deserves it...wants it.  Give
it to him good Kyle."

Kyle grips the back of little Kevy's head and inserts his fingers deeper
into his son's face.  "Yeah, he wants it." he whispers.  Then he really
starts thrusting first two then three fingers into his son's mouth.

Little Kevy takes it like a submissive little whore, just standing there
taking the oral assault on his tiny mouth.  Maybe he want's to out do his
best friend or maybe all little boys are closeted, fagot, whores who want
cum anyway they can get it.

As Kyle continues to shove his fingers deeper into his son's face hole
little Kevy starts to gag and choke louder.  The sick, slick noise coming
from his child breaks Kyle from his zoned out state just for a moment.
Realization of what he's doing washes over his face.  He rips his fingers
from his kid's mouth while at the same time releasing the firm grip he had
on his head.  Being suddenly released, Kevy falls backward.  My son Timmy
tries to catch the falling child but they both end up tumbling to the
carpet into a naked pile of boy flesh.

"Wow that was cool" cries my own boy to Kevy "Did you like it?"

Little Kevy untangles his limbs from Timmy's, "It was awesome!  I was kinda
scared at first and it was hard to breath but I know I was with my Daddy
and my Daddy wouldn't ever hurt me."

"I know" replies Timmy, "It's kinda fun when it's a little scary and I like
it when..."  Timmy trails off noticing some left over slime on his friends
chin.  Timmy pounces on his friend trying to lick the left over cum from
his face.  The two little boys are laughing and rolling around on the
carpet.

"See Kyle," I say, giving him a nudge "your kid is having a great time, and
man did he really go for my shit that was all over your hand.  He's a real
cum-hound."

"Kevy is not...a cum-hound." he finishes in a whisper.

Good, the guy is back among the living and not some mindless zombie any
longer.  "Come on buddy," I reply "Get that bull cock out and join the fun.
Hardly seems fair I mean.  I only got one dick and there's two wet face
holes down there to fuck."  What I'm really thinning is that there's four
tight, wet holes down there, but I don't think Kyle's ready for that yet.

"Your just sick Tom, this whole thing is sick" Kyle hisses at me with a
horrified expression on his face.

"Then why do you look like your ready to fuck a whole sorority house."  I
say and I reach over and grasp his steel hard cock through his pants.

He opens his mouth to say something then just closes it.  We both go back
to watching the boys and I notice Kyle slides his hand back into his pants.

Timmy sucks the last of my pre-cum from a giggling Kevy.  This gives me an
idea.

"Ok boys," I yell "Time to continue our game.  Front and center now!"

In a moment I have two smooth naked little boy's standing before me waiting
expectently.

"You little cocksuckers having fun?"  I ask.

The boy's jump up and down, hooting and hollering.  I guess I have my
answer.  Looking over, Kyle has a sour expression on his face.  What a
party pooper.

"All right boys, to see who's the best cocksucker.  You both are going to
have your faces covered with daddy milk.  The first boy to clean the other
boys face is the champion."

I hear a murmur of protest from Kyle but notice he's still slowly massaging
his hard on.

"Alright Timmy, your up first."  He moves between my thick legs.  "Alright
baby, lick Daddy's balls first."  I say, pulling back my cock to expose my
hairy nuts.

Timmy doesn't wast any time.  His head is soon buried between my thighs,
licking and slurping his own Daddies big balls.  I hear a "Wow, cool" from
Kevy and Kyle inches over on the couch to get a better view.

"This always gets my juices flowing."  I say to my buddy.

Kyle's hands working overtime on his cock.  I can see the naked helmet of
his dick sticking out the top of his boxers, now oozing with juice.

"He really seems to love it, look at the little guy go."  Kyle says then he
chuckles as my little guy manages to get one of my large nuts in his tiny
mouth.  "Looks like a little cock sucking chipmunk."

I look over and smile at Kyle and for the first time that night he gives me
a genuine smile in return.  He's getting into it now.

"Kyle man, this happens every night.  That's right, I get that hot little
mouth on my junk every night, and I mean every fucking night."

Kyle just sighs "...every night."  as he moves in closer.

I tell Timmy to lift up his face then I drag the length of my hard cock
down the left side of his face, covering his cheek with my cock slime.
Then I start slapping the full length of my cock against his little boy
face.  Kyle watches intently, every now and then letting out a "...fuck
yeah."  He even points out a space I missed as I splatter the cock suckers
face with my pre-fuck juice.  I can see that it's difficult for my little
guy to restrain himself from gobbling up my goo.  I catch a glimpse of
little Kevy licking his lips in anticipation.

My little boy's facial is done and I take a moment to admire my handiwork
before I turn to Kevy.  "Your up next ya little cocksucker."

Kevy beams with pride at the perverted title and takes Timmy's place
between my muscular legs.

I look down at the innocent, tiny, naked boy standing before me.  He's
smiling, looking up in anticipation of the perversion I'm about to inflict
upon his face with my manhood.  I'm just about to give him a first whack
when I have another idea.  "No, no, no big guy." I say to Kevy, "I got
Timmy here ready for the game and now.."  I spin the lad around to face
Kyle, "your Daddy's going to get you ready."

One would think I just told the kid he was going to Disney World.  He's
practically glowing, grinning ear to ear as he looks toward his Dad.

Kyle raises his free hand in protest.  "Um..eh..I don't think thats a good
idea baby, besides I think Timmy's dad will do a better job, um.. I mean,
you want to win don't you?"  he says to his son.

I chuckle to myself.  My best bud just asked me to slap my hard Daddy cock
all over his little guy's face.  Kyle is on a slippery slope and falling
fast.  I take a moment to savor my victory.

"I don't think so."  I say to Kyle.  "You do it, unless you want me to just
move on to the hard core shit now?"  I insert an index finger into the
kid's mouth and swirl it around a bit.  "Yeah, we could just do it right
now."  I reach my arm around the back of Kevy's head to the other side of
his face and then hook both my fingers into his mouth and pull, stretching
the kid's face wide open.

"Damn Kyle, your little guy here's got a small fucking mouth.  Let me see
if I can stretch it open wider."  I say as I pull harder further distorting
the cunt's tiny face.  I hear a noise from the kid's stretched face hole
and bring my ear down to his mouth as if I'm the recipient of a secret.  I
raise my head and look Kyle in the face.  "I think he's saying 'ahhh' like
he's at the fucking dentist or something.  Isn't that cute?"

Kyle is just starring with an expression of awe or shock.  But I notice
he's still working on his cock.

"So what do you say Buddy?  If you don't want to play along I guess I
should just shove my cock in here now.  I don't know, looks like it's going
to be a tight fit.  Hey, on the bright side we won't hear him
screaming...wouldn't want the neighbors to show up."

"No, no, please stop." say's Kyle.  "Please stop hurting him.  I'll do it,
I'll do it to him."

After I release my grip on Kevy he looks up at his father and says.  "He
wasn't hurting me Daddy, this is fun and I promise I won't scream.  I'm
gonna be the best cocksucker ever."

I know the little guy doesn't know what he's talking about because before
the afternoon is up there's going to be some screaming.  There's just no
way around it.

"All right, lets get to it."  I say giving the little tyke a swat on his
ass.

Kyle lets out a big sigh then stands up, drops his pants and boxers and
pulls them completely off.  His cock stands out, hard and dripping.  He's a
bit smaller than me by probably an inch but other than that our junk is
almost identical.  As I said earlier we could be brothers.

After Kyle sits back down his son takes his place between his muscular
hairy legs.  Kyle grips his hard cock by the base and just stares down at
his little boy.  He pulls his rod back and starts to slap it forward but
stops at the last minute.  He does this a few more times as he wrestles
with his conscience.

I slide over on the sofa, putting my arm around Kyles shoulder.  I talk
quietly into his ear.  "Hey buddy, remember when we were at the bar last
month and that hot blonde waitress was hitting on you.  Why didn't you go
home with her?"  I know the reason.  He had to get back home because he
only had a sitter until 10:00pm.

When Kyle doesn't reply I continue whispering into his ear, tapping into
that unspoken anger all single parents have toward their kids.  I can tell
I'm getting to him.  I reach one hand up to his nipple and give it a firm
squeeze, gently twisting it back and forth and that did it.

Slap! goes his hard drooling cock against his own little boy's upturned
face, leaving a spattering of jiz on his nose and forehead.

"It's all up to you."  I continue.  "Getting him to school, doctor
appointments, taking care of him when he's sick, play dates, discipline,
birthday parties, homework, and only you to do it.  No one else.

Kyle gives his child's face another slap with his hard fuck tool.

"But who looks after you Kyle?  What do you get?  All you do is sacrifice
and give.  All those nights trapped at home yanking your pud...because of
him.  Shouldn't he do something for you?  And look at him Kyle, just look
at him!"  I reach down with my free hand and roughly grab a handful of his
son's hair, pulling his head back.  "He fucking loves it.  He wants more!
Give it to the little slut.  Give your baby what he wants!"

With that Kyle lets loose.  He starts hitting his boy in the face with his
hard dripping cock, and he doesn't stop. Every slap is harder.  It's like
all his anger and the stress of the past couple hours is just pouring out
of him.  And little Kevy?  He just holds on the best he can to his Daddy's
manly legs and accepts what's being done to him.  What a fucking slut.  The
kid's sure to have some mushroom tattoos tomorrow.

When Kyles outpouring of emotion ebbs he slows down and eventually stops.
He takes his boy by the chin and looks over his handiwork.  His son's face
is covered and dripping with daddy milk.  "Think I did better than you
there Tom."  He proudly says.

"That's only because you probably have a whole day's load in there and I
just had my cock sucked dry this morning." I say, motioning at my boy.

Kyle just grins and gives his hairy balls a tug.

I have the boy's stand facing each other and on my mark they go at it,
licking jiz off each others face while trying to prevent the other from
doing so.  I have to admit it's a pretty hot sight.  I thought my Timmy's
bigger size would give him the advantage but Kevy has so much juice on his
face that it ends up being the deciding factor.

"I win!"  Kevy jumps up, shouting triumphantly.

Sure enough, Kevy has a good splattering of his Dad's seminal fluid still
on his face while my own little guy's face looks like he just washed it.

Kyle let's out a cheer for his boy, but then looks a bit crestfallen,
unsure of how he feels about what's to happen to his child.  "Please Tom,
please don't hurt him too badly."

Feeling empathetic toward my friend another brilliant idea strikes me.  I
pull Kevy in close to me and say, "Well big guy, your the winner, that
means you get to suck both our cocks."  I hear a gasp from Kyle but ignore
him.  "But there's one problem" I continue as I wipe the remaining jiz off
his face and feed it into his eager little mouth.  "You've never sucked
cock before and might not know how to do a good job, so if it's ok with you
Timmy can have one and you can watch him and do what he does."

Little Kevy just stares at me with a puzzled look on his face as he absorbs
what I've just said.  I feed him the last of his Daddy's junk from his
face.  "Well what do you say big guy?"  I ask Kyles son.

Little Kevy looks from me to his Dad and at Timmy.  "You mean share?"  he
replies.

"Yeah" I say, "Will you share our big cocks with Timmy?"

"Yes, me and Timmy are best friends we always share."  Kevy says proudly.
Then he looks up at me and obviously embarrassed asks, "um..I have a
question.  "Whats a cock?"

Both Kyle and I break into a fit of laughter.  Then I hold up my hard penis
to the little guy and say, "This is a cock.  You call it a pee pee, and
Daddy's love it when their little boy's suck their cocks."

Kevy still looks confused so I spell it out.  "You take this..", I wag my
rod at him, "...my cock and put it in your mouth and suck it.'

Kevy looks confused for a minute then realization hits him.  "Oh..I get it.
You and Daddy have cocks and Timmy and I suck on them, that's why we're
cocksuckers." he says.  "ohh and that will make it easy to get the Daddy
milk too." he adds.

"That's right baby," I say giving him a peck on the forehead.  "you love
the taste of Daddy milk, don't you."

"We love it!" both boys yell.

Before we get started have to piss my beer out.  When Kyle goes to do the
same I whisper a few instructions to my Timmy.

When Kyle and I are settled back down on the sofa I have Timmy stand
between Kyle's legs and little Kevy between my hairy thighs.  Kyle looks at
my son with a look of intense lust and wanting but then glances at his own
boy and me with a look of worry.

"I'll tell you what Kyle, because you've been such a good sport about this
all, I have a deal for you.  I won't do anything to your boy that you don't
do to Timmy.  So you can make this as gentle or rough as you like."

Kyle breaths a sigh of relief and thanks me.  I'm about to stick my cock
into his boy's face and the guy actually thanks me.  I love it.

"Ok, time to get started.  Kevy, you watch Timmy and do what he does so you
learn to be a good cocksucker, and I'll do what Kyle does."  I instruct.

Everyone nods their heads in agreement.

I position myself as Kyle is.  Sitting with his hand by his sides, legs
slightly apart.  Both our cocks are somewhat deflated but still chubbed up
a bit.

Timmy starts off slow exploring Kyle's adult body.  Seeing my small pale
naked little boy in relation to Kyles big frame astounds me.  How I ever
manage to get my cock into that small frame still amazes me.  And now I'm
about to see Kyle stick his big nasty, hairy Daddy cock into my boy's tiny
face hole and I have a front row seat.  I can't wait to see..

"Awwwww..."  I suddenly moan.  I feel a little boy tongue lapping at my
hard cock.  Looking down I see Kevy has jumped ahead of Timmy's instruction
and is slurping pre-cum from my hard cock.  The tiny guy reminds me of my
own son when he first started sucking me off, so eager to get straight to
the prize.  It's taken me a bit of training to get my own Timmy to slow
down and pay attention to other parts of my body.  Our standard routine is;
nipples, pits, ass, balls then cock.

Kyle is so wrapped up in the treatment my boy is giving his hairy nuts he
doesn't notice what his little guy is up to.  "Hey guy, looks like we got a
real natural here."  I say.

Kyle looks over and a low moan issues from his mouth as he see's his little
boy licking another man's grown cock.  Timmy chides his friend for going
too fast but seeing the fountain of shit leaking from Kyle's cock he can't
help but join his friend in lapping up some tasty jiz.

After about 20 minutes of having our fuck poles worshiped, Timmy closes his
lips around just the tip of Kyle's cock, sucking and licking his nasty
emissions straight from the source.  Kevy seeing what his friend is doing
quickly follows suit.  I look from my boy working on my co-workers cock
back to the little slut on my own rod.  Kyles doing the same and every now
and then we look each other in the eye.

"How's he doing?"  I ask kyle, nodding my head at my child between his
legs.

"He's fucking doing great buddy.  I haven't had this much attention paid to
my cock in years." Kyle says.  "Umm..how's, you know.  How's Kevy doing?"

"He's a natural cocksucker for sure Buddy, just as I suspected."  Kyle
cringes a bit at hearing my crude reply.  "You can find out for yourself.
Why don't we switch."

Kyle just stares at his little boy for a long moment as he suckles at my
cock like it's his mothers tit.  "Um...no, I'm good."  He says softly.

"Well tomorrow at work you can let me know how he does after you get him
home tonight."  I tease.

Kyle doesn't reply but I know what he's thinking.  That this is it, no more
after this.  He's only doing this because he's being blackmailed.  He might
hold out a night or two, three tops but sooner or later he's going to be
paying his little boy a night time visit with hard cock in hand.  I don't
press him and just lay back in anticipation of whats to come.  I look over
at Timmy and he's doing exactly what i told him to do.

My boy has his lips just covering the piss slit of Kyles head.  While I'm
sure this is a erotic thrill for Kyle I can tell he's becoming frustrated,
wanting more of his rod buried in my son's skull.  He brings his hand up to
the back of my son's head, but quickly pulls it back when he sees me doing
the same to his own boy.  I see him trying another tactic, ever so slightly
thrusting his hips forward, trying to get more of his cock wet.  But my
little boy pulls back in timing with Kyles thrusts.

Kyle is becoming increasingly agitated, shifting around on the sofa, he
brings his hands half way to my son's small head then put's them back down
again.  Finally he can't take it anymore, grasping the back of my boy's
head with one strong hand he pulls the little guy further onto his cock,
burying the whole head and a good inch of his shaft into his tiny mouth.
He let's out a long satisfied sigh then realizing what he's done slowly
turns his head toward me being greeted by the biggest shit eating grin on
my face.

Some color drains from his face as he sees the look of triumph on my face
and as I bring my own hand to the back of his son's head.  I grip the base
of my cock with my other hand and very slowly feed the large flaring head
of my cock into Kevy's tiny boy mouth.  The little sluts red baby lips
stretch and stretch into a huge pink 'O'.  Kyle looks horrified at his
son's stretched and distorted face.

"It won't fit."  He say's more to himself than anyone else.

Just not that long ago I would have agreed with him but I've learned just
how much abused little boy holes can take.  Kyle gasps as I continue to
force my big cock into his son's face.  Little Kevy starts to panic and
desperately flails at me with his tiny fists as my cock continues to
contort his face into a malformed mask.  As I squeeze the last of my head
into his face cunt little Kevy stops fighting me, entering a state of
bliss...or shock.

Kyle seeing his little boy's monstrously twisted and warped face just say's
"..oh my god, oh my god.." over and over again.  As he expresses his his
horror he continues fuck my own kid's face each time forcing Timmy further
down his thick shaft.

"Damn Kyle, you got to try this out."  I say.  "it's like my dick is in
heaven.  Your kid sure knows how to take a cock."

Tearing my gaze away from Kevy's deformed face I see Kyle has my son's head
buried into his pubes, cock fully buried in his suck hole.  Seeing another
grown man use my own child in such a perverse way almost sends me over the
edge.  It takes all my concentration not to flood Kevy's tummy with my
thick load.  If I didn't have a little boy already swinging on my cock I'd
take my son's ass and Kyle and I could double penetrate the kid.  Well,
that will have to wait for another day.

"Well Buddy", I say to Kyle "I was gonna give the guy a chance to get used
my cock before deep throating him but seeing how your in such a rush."  I
take a firmer grip on his son's head and shove in deep and...

"Arggg, owww...." I yell.  My cock had no where to go.  The little guys
throat pussy is just too fucking small for my adult cock.

Kyle openly chuckles at me.  "Looks like I got the better end of this
deal."  He says.  Then he really starts deep dicking my boy.  He brings his
cock almost all the way out of my son's mouth then slams it back in all the
way.  Every time he withdraws his big dick from my son's suck hole a good
amount of saliva and pre-cum comes pouring out.

Kyle must take my expression of awe and lust as one of shock or regret at
the face fucking he's giving Timmy because when I say "Yeah, give it to him
Buddy, give it to him good." a look of utter disbelief crosses his face.

"You like this?"  he says, "You fucking like this?!" He almost yells as he
starts ramming his cock into my boy's skull harder and faster.

"Yeah, fuck him good."  I cheer on.  "Rape that slutty little whores
mouth."

Kyle really starts getting into in now.  He slows down his pace then picks
it back up again.  He pulls out almost all the way and I can tell he's
enjoying my boy's tongue swirling around the head of his cock.  Keeping one
hand on the back of Timmy's head he buries his dick all the way into it's
face cunt.  He turns to me a bit and bringing up one arm in a classic bicep
pose gives the cunt a dozen quick rabbit fucks as he flexes and poses for
me with a big smile on his face.  Kyle continues to rape my kid's mouth for
what seems for ever but I know it only to be a few minutes.

"Oh..fuck Tom, I'm gonna shoot.  I'm going to cum in your kids mouth."
Kyle shouts.

And suddenly Kyle goes into a full body spasm as he dumps his nasty seed
into my little boy.  I can see him unload again and again.  Timmy looks
like he's riding one of those mechanical bulls, desperately trying to hold
on and keep his mouth on Kyle's gushing big cock but he fails.  Kyle's
slimy fuck tube slips out of my boy's throat and mouth with a loud
'slurrrp'.  Two milky shots of hot semen shoot across Timmy's neck, face
and hair.

Kyle's cock oozes out the last of his lust and I can already see guilt
setting in as he looks down at the small child he just face fucked.  My boy
is holding Kyles deflating cock up to his own face with both hands as he
slurps, licks and swallows all the dick juice he finds.

"My boy is a real slut for cock that's for sure." I say trying to abate
some of Kyles guilt.

"I shouldn't have done that, oh fuck I shouldn't have done that."  Kyle
says as he unsuccessfully try's to shoo my boy away from his dick.

"Relax, buddy," I console "look at the little slut.  He loves cum and so
will your boy."  I state.

And with that we all look to the forgotten little Kevy.

My cock is still rock fucking hard.  It sticks out over the seat of the
sofa I'm seated on.  And impaled on the end of my steel rod we all find the
tiny boy.  His face is filled to breaking with the large head of my shaft.
But whats amazing is the kid is literally hanging off my cock.  His hips
and entire torso are off the ground, arms dangling by his sides.  His eyes
are bulging out of his small head looking at each of us frantically.

"Fuck Tom," Kyle complains "your dick is stuck in my kid's mouth.  Look at
him, he's panicking.  Get it out!"

"Relax Buddy", I reply "I got this under control."

I reach down and stand Kevy up between my legs, the bulbous head of my cock
still trapped in his tiny mouth.  I take his bent face in both hands,
stroking his warped cheeks and try to calm the boy.

"Shhh, Shhh," I whisper "just take some deep breaths through your nose
baby."

Kevy locks his eyes on mine and I see his tiny nostrils flare out, spewing
snot and bubbling my pre-cum.  But he manages to get three or four deep
breaths and calms down a bit.

Still holding the boys face I ask him, "Did you see what your Daddy did to
Timmy?"

Kevy's eyes get a panicked look again at the question.

"Shhh, baby." I instruct him.  "I know it looked scary but Timmy's ok isn't
he?  You see Kevy that's what cock suckers do.  They take cock.  They take
cock any way they can get it.  Sometimes is soft and sweet.  Sometimes it
rough, hard and scary.  Now you still want to be a good cock sucker don't
you?  You want to play with me, Timmy and your Daddy?  Now I'm going to do
to you what your Daddy did to Timmy.  I'm going to put my whole cock inside
of you, but only if you want to baby.  Just nod your head if you want to be
my cocksucker."

I have a good hold of the sluts tiny face and fully intend to nod his head
for him when amazingly the kid nods on his own.  What a fucking slutty
whore.

"Come on Tom, pull it out of him.  You know you can't fit any more in.
Take it out and we'll be on our way."  Kyle pleads.

"On our way?  On our way?"  I laugh.  "Kyle I told you I wouldn't do
anything to your boy that you didn't do to Timmy.  And well you went and
deep dicked him, fed him every inch.  Didn't you?"

And with that I take a handful of hair on Kevy's head.  With the other I
reach behind him, far down and grasp both the boy's ankles in one hand.
I'm amazed at how light the slut is as I bring his feet up straight over
his head, turning him completely upside down.  Now I have the kid dangling
over my lap with his back to me, cock still embedded in his face cunt.  I
adjust his head back a bit getting his mouth and neck into proper position.
The Kid looks like an upside down sword swallower.

"You see Kyle," I explain "when Timmy here started sucking my cock I
couldn't deep throat him without a straight shot in.  Took me awhile to
stretch out his throat."

And with that I let the boy drop a bit while at the same time pushing his
head down onto my rock hard cock and pushing my hips up into his face.  We
can all barely hear Kevy scream as I break into his tight hot throat. I
manage only to ge half my cock buried into his suck hole so I pull out a
bit and thrust back in again and again.  With every thrust I get my cock
buried another fraction of an inch deeper into his tight, wet mouth pussy.
Eventually I manage to force the full length of my nasty cock into the
small child's neck.

I take a moment and just enjoy the sensation of having my big fat cock
encased in this small boy.  Kevy's screaming subsides into a low moan which
is having the most incredible vibrating sensation on my shaft.

Glancing at Kyle I see he's fully hard again and my boy is slurping on his
cock like it's his last meal.

Although dramatic and shocking I realize I'm never going to be able to give
the cum whore a proper fucking in this position.  By his feet I pull the
lad straight up.  As my hard cock is pulled from his mouth a river of
saliva and pre-cum pours from his mouth.  I set the boy on the sofa between
his father and I.  Kevy is coughing and gagging.  He looks pale and badly
shaken.  His face is covered with all matter of filth and his tiny body
uncontrollably jerks and twitches from the trauma that's been done to it.

Kyle makes no effort to comfort his boy.  He just stares in horror at the
ruined and used child that used to be his son as he himself is getting a
first class blow job from Timmy.  Unable to bear the sight any longer he
lay's back his head and closes his eyes.

I know what he's thinking.  It's what anyone looking at the child would
think.  That the kid didn't like what I just did to him.  That the only
thing on his mind is getting out of my house and as far away as possible.
But I know different.  The fuckable tiny slut loves it and not only that
but wants more.  Sure he's shaken and a little scared but I can see that
his desire for cock and cum over ride any fear he has.  How I know this I
can't say for sure.  Maybe it's the fact that the kid would be done
coughing and sputtering if it weren't for the fact that he's desperately
trying to swallow the junk in his mouth and throat instead of spitting it
up.  Hes trying to hold little pools of of my cock snot in his tiny hands
instead of wiping it off.  I know the kid doesn't want to waste it and as
soon as he's done with his little fit those tiny fingers will be in his
mouth.  Also the slut can't keep his eyes off of our hard cocks.  I see the
hunger in his eyes.

I have no desire to have a lengthy conversation to try and convince Kyle of
what I know and maybe I don't have to.  The kid is finishing his coughing
and as sure as I'm sitting here I know what's coming next.

"Kyle, Kyle!"  I say

He opens his eyes and looks at me.  Guilt, sorrow and lust play across his
face.

"Look" I say motioning at his boy.  "Just watch."

Sure enough as soon as he's able to Kevy's little fingers are in his mouth.
When he finishes with that he starts wiping the nasty dick drool and snot
from his face and depositing what he finds into his puffy face pussy.

I see some relief in Kyles face. But I know he's not wholly convinced of
the truth.

I take Kevy by the chin making him look at me.  "Kevy, tell your Daddy what
you want."  I command.

The little guy looks at his Dad who has his cock buried in his best friends
mouth and just blushes and drops his head in embarrassment.

I have no fucking time for games so I reach out and roughly grab his son by
the hair and practically lift him off the sofa as I turn him toward his
father.  Kevy let's out a squeal of surprise and shock.

"Now tell your Daddy what you want you little cum sucker."  I say again.

Kevy doesn't hesitate this time and in a loud voice says, "Cock!"

"And who's cock do you want?" I ask never releasing the firm grip I have on
his hair.

"I want your cock and Daddy's cock too." the kid cries.

"Is that all?"  I demand.  "What about our neighbors Mr. Kelly or
Mr. Evans?"

"Yes I want to suck their cocks too" Kevy almost shouts.

"And who else Kevy?  What other cocks do you want to suck on?"  I press
him.

Kevy runs down a list of almost every adult man he knows including the post
man, the pricipal of his school, that repair man who fixed their furnace
last winter, most of the neighbor hood dads, Mr. Mahoney, Big Dan who was
at his party just days ago but it's the last name that elicits a low moan
from Kyle.  The last name on his list is gran-pa-pa.

"And why do you want want their cocks Kevy?  Tell your Daddy.  Tell him why
you want all those big Daddy cocks!"  I yell.

"Because I'm a cocksucker!" Kevy screams.

With that I shove my little guy off my Buddy's cock.  I lift Kevy up and
plop him down so he's straddling his Dad's lap facing him.  Kevy goes to
wrap his arms around his Daddy's neck but I stop him and instead lay him
back on on the sofa between Kyles legs.  I kneel down in front of Kyle and
look down at his little boy's upside down face.  I look up at Kyle with a
questioning look.  He nod's his approval.

Looking down at Kevy once again I slap my cock against his face a couple
times.  "You ready baby, you ready to have your mouth fucked good?"

Kevy just nods and reaches for my shaft.  I move his hands away.  "Just
drop your head down sweety" I tell him.  "Yeah, just like that you little
cock-sucking slut."  I say as Kevy lowers his head back over the edge of
the sofa, exposing his smooth pale throat to me.

I'm just about to force my cock once again into Kevy's tiny face hole when
I'm interrupted.

"Tom" Says Kyle.

I look up at his now serious face.

"How did you know?"  he asks, "How did you know about my boy, you know that
he'd like this...that he's like the way he is?  A...well..a cocksucker."

"Kyle," I reply "I knew for sure at his birthday party but let me let you
on a little secret.  Give me an hour alone with half those kids at his
party and I'd have them swinging off my cock.  There's so many of them.
You'd be surprised how many little boys I see and I know they're
cocksuckers.  They're everywhere, you'll see them now that you know.
You'll see them.  Now if you don't mind I'd like to get back to giving you
little boy here a proper face fucking.  That ok with you?"

"Well I don't understand it all but I know he likes it.  So go ahead and
give it to him buddy."  Kyle states.

With that I put the head of my hard dick against Kevy's now swollen lips
and stuff his face full of my cock.  I give the slut a few minutes to suck
and lap at the drooling head of my rod.  Then aiming straight, I forcibly
shove my every bit of my cock into the baby whores face.

Having bottomed out both Kyle and I look down at my handiwork.  The kids
bottom lip is so far stretched around the base of my cock that you can
almost see through it.

"You sure he's ok?"  asks the now concerned Kyle.

"Yeah the little sluts fine.  I can feel him breathing on my nuts."  I
reply

Kyle hasn't noticed his son's throat though.  It's a least half the size it
normally is, stuffed with my meat.  I take his hand and place it on his
son's throat.

"What are you doing?"  asks Kyle.

"Feel me." I answer.

Then I pull almost all the way out and fuck back in to Kevy's throat.  As
soon as my cock bottoms out again Kyle jerks his hand away.

"What the fuck..." he exclaims.

I continue to deep fuck his son's face cunt as Kyle stares amazed as his
son's neck expands and contracts with my thrusts.  Kyle and I both lean
forward to get a better view and soon our foreheads are resting on one
anothers shoulder.  As I continue to fuck his boy's head I can feel Kyle's
breath on my chest and we lean further into one another.  I can hear Kyle
muttering out loud to himself about how his son is a cock-sucking slutty
whore who deserves what he's getting.  Realizing I can hear him Kyle just
urges me on, telling me to give the cocksucker what he wants.

I feel a little tongue lapping at my hairy nuts.  I was beginning to wonder
what Timmy was up to.  Kyle can tell by my quickened breathing that I'm
getting close.  He pulls up his head a bit and we end up with our foreheads
touching as I continue to face fuck his little Kevy.  Our eyes lock onto
each others and we lean in closer until our lips meet.  I press my to
tongue into his mouth as we kiss passionately.  I've never kissed a man
before.  It's different.  I can feel his rough stubble on my face.

My cock being buried in a small boy's throat while another licks my nuts
and at the same time as I'm desperately making out with my best buddy is
all too much for me.  I yell into Kyles mouth as I dump load after load of
thick jiz into his boy's throat and mouth.  Kyle and I break our embrace to
look down at his son as he frantically tries to swallow what my cock is
pumping into him.

I suddenly feel a tiny pair of hands from under me pull my deflating cock
from Kevy's mouth.  In seconds I feel my own son's lips close over the head
of my dick, nursing for the remainder of my cum.

Kevy is none to happy about this and I fall back on my ass as I have two
little boys fighting over the last of my seed.  I settle the boys down and
lay back as they suck, lap and lick my cock and balls.

Kyle looks exhausted.  At my suggestion he goes upstairs to shower.

I just lay there for awhile and enjoy the attention of the boys.  They
finish eating the last of my cum and now are just exploring my body.
Little Kevy is fascinated by by balls and pubic hair.  I feel him kissing
and smelling them as he runs his smooth tiny hands over by trimmed hair.

Feeling tired myself and knowing there's always more fun to be had I shoo
the boys off to the downstairs bathroom to clean up.  Then I head upstairs
to look in on Kyle.  I find him naked in my shower.  He's leaned against
the wall, head down with warm water running down his body.  I get in behind
him and place my hand on his back.

"You ok Buddy?"  I inquire.

"I don't know...I don't know." he mumbles.  "I shouldn't have done those
things."

"Look Kyle," I say "no one got hurt.  The kids are happy.  I know I'm
fucking happy as a pig in shit.  Your the only one who seems to have a
problem."

As I continue to try and console my friend I find myself distracted.  It's
Kyle's ass.  His big fat hairy ass is only inches from my now awakening
cock.

I bring my other hand up to rub his back and soon I'm massaging both his
muscular shoulders.

"It's not your fault Buddy" I say, "I made you do it.  You didn't have a
choice.  You were just doing what you were told to do."

I feel some of the tension drain from his muscles as I massage them. I lean
forward to whisper into his ear which brings my hard cock into contact with
his hip.  As I continue whispering in his ear I reach one arm around to the
front of his chest and start pinching and twisting one of his nipples.

"Yeah..you just did what you were told.  Your a good boy, a real good boy."
I gently caress his face.  I move behind him and hump my hard cock into the
deep crevice of his ass all the while still whispering into his ear.  With
my free hand I press down on his lower back, forcing his ass to stick out
and open up a bit.  I squirt a healthy amount of liquid soap into the crack
of Kyles ass then bring the head of my dick down to where I'm guessing his
tight puckered hole is.  I slowly start to push and when I feel resistance
I start to...

"Crack!" goes the sound of broken tile.  I'm dazed, confused.  I'm pressed
up against the wall of the shower and I feel cracked tile biting into my
back.  Kyle has me by the neck pressing me up against the wall he just
threw me against.  He was so fast.

Kyle looks at me with daggers in his eyes.  "I'm nobody's boy!"  he growls
at me.  "And if you ever try anything like that again one of us is going in
the ground."

I do my best to nod my head in acknowledgment before I pass out from lack
of oxygen.  Kyle releases me and I somehow manage to remain on my feet.
Kyle steps out of the shower and starts drying himself.

"I'll throw some burgers and dogs on the grill for us and the kids."  he
states before leaving the bathroom.

The rest of the afternoon carry's on without incident and unfortunately
there is no opportunity for me to force my cock into any more little boy
holes.  I don't press the matter.  I know there's more to come.  I've
opened a door for both Kyle and his son and there's no closing it now.

As soon as I shut the door behind our afternoon playmates my phone starts
ringing.  It's Mr. Nash and I can instantly tell by the tone of his voice
that he's annoyed I didn't call him.  As he continues to talk I look to my
little boy.

What have you done now?  I think to myself.



End of chapter Five.

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