Date: Mon, 30 Nov 2009 11:42:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon T. <t_jon15@yahoo.com>
Subject: Who's Fucking My Boy? Chapter 2

This is a work of fiction - these characters exist only in my fevered
imagination. This story features sex between adults and willing minors,
both family and non-family members. If you are not of an age to be reading
X-rated stories, please go elsewhere. If you wish to provide feedback, you
can contact me at t_jon15@yahoo.com. Thanks to the guys who wrote after my
first installment. Finding out you're actually being read is a thrill. An
additional note: I do not advocate for incest, sex with underage boys or
girls, or for unsafe sex. I personally find bare sex to be more
interesting, but I beg of you to use a condom if you are having anal sex
with an actual live person. AIDS is very real and is not to be taken
lightly.


Who's Fucking My Boy? -- Chapter 2


It was Friday evening in the Johnson home. Michael was on a double date
with his best friend, Spencer, and their girlfriends, identical twins named
Naomi and Olivia Fernandez. Mark was gone for the weekend to Pittsburgh,
attending a seminar on how the insurance industry was faring during the
economic downturn. Mark could tell them all about that -- his business was
way down -- but he hoped to get some good information that would help him
survive. Angela had been slated to be home this weekend, but at the last
minute, she had flown to Washington, DC, in the place of a fellow
legislator to testify at a Saturday Congressional hearing on who knows
what. The boys were seeing less and less of their mother and were not
overly concerned about it -- they were having too much fun fucking or being
fucked. When she was home, they had to be very careful what went on. It
suited them just fine that she was home very rarely these days. Even when
she was home, she was out and about to the degree that, for the most part,
she only slept there.

On this cool spring night, Andrew had fixed the promised meatloaf dinner
for the boys which everyone enjoyed immensely. He tidied up in the kitchen,
loaded the dishwasher, and then saw Michael off for his date. Then he
headed for the basement where he took out the clothes that were in the
dryer. After putting the clothes in the washer into the dryer and starting
a new load in the washer, he folded the clothes that had come out of the
dryer. He was surprised at how much he enjoyed these simple domestic
chores.

At about 8:30, he went looking for Jamie and David. He wasn't surprised to
find them in the den, naked, laying back on the floor on sofa cushions, and
masturbating in a leisurely manner while watching gay porn on the family's
entertainment system. The 52-inch plasma TV brought the Titan ass-fucking
scene vividly to life. He made a mental note to remind them about the
importance of returning DVDs that they borrowed from his extensive
collection. He didn't want to think about the disaster it would be if Mark
found one of them in the player.

David, at 14, was quite strapping for his age. He had the beginnings of a
respectable six-pack, and his pecs were well-defined. His legs were quite
muscular from all the running he did in soccer. He had his hand wrapped
around a very respectable six-and-a-half incher. He already had a big pubic
bush and considerable hair under his arms. His legs and arms were also
growing quite a bit of hair. He was shaving every day, and there were even
a few blonde hairs between his pecs. Unlike his two brothers, he was
uncut. Andrew's mouth began to water as he watched the foreskin cover
David's knob and then slip back with each stroke.

David glanced over at Andrew who was standing in the doorway. "Bitch! I
need you to suck my cock!"

"David, how many times have we discussed this? You want someone to do
something for you, you need to ask nicely!"

"OK, bitch -- suck my cock, PLEASE?"

Andrew rolled his eyes, but in seconds, he was out of his running shorts
and tank-top and was taking up a position between David's out-stretched
legs. He stretched out on his stomach and edged closer. David reached and
put his hand on the back of Andrew's head, pulling him first to his heavy,
cum-filled balls. "Lick them baby-makers!"

Andrew shot David a warning glance but did as he was told. He lovingly
lathed first one testicle and then the other with his tongue. Then he
pulled the left one into his mouth and rolled it around. David gasped at
the sensation. "Get `em both in there!" Andrew opened wide and sucked in
the right one to join its mate.

Jamie was jacking with one hand and fingering his boycunt with the
other. "Andrew, will you fuck me?"

Andrew let David's balls drop from his mouth. "Jamie, you're probably going
to get fucked a whole bunch tomorrow. You should take it easy tonight."

"But I wanna get fucked tonight! I didn't get any at school today!"

"Let me take a look at your hole, baby." Andrew left his post between
David's knees and moved over. Jamie lay flat on his back, pulling his knees
up to his chest. That luscious, delectable love chute was ready for
inspection. Even as much as Jamie had been screwed in his young life, it
looked almost virginal - pink, tight, completely hairless. Andrew rubbed
his thumb over it causing Jamie to groan out loud.

"You gotta fuck me!"

"Jamie! You're going to a play day at Dr. Don's! You know what goes on
there!"

David was completely annoyed that Andrew was focused on Jamie and not
taking care of his needs. David crawled to where he was behind Andrew,
between his legs. "I know who's getting fucked!" David spread Andrew's
cheeks and spat at his more mature, considerably more abused hole.

Andrew rolled over onto his back. "David! I don't think so!"

"Shut up! You want it and you know it!" With that, David grabbed Andrew
behind the knees and lifted his legs to where they were resting on his
shoulders. He spat into his hand and smeared the spit onto his throbbing
cock. Before Andrew could react, he lunged forward and impaled Andrew on
his thick cock. Andrew cried out but made no effort to stop him. David was
right -- he did want it. But that knowledge did not detract from his
annoyance with the arrogant teenager.

David was never gentle when he fucked, and he was really laying into
Andrew. He had a pattern of taking five or six hard thrusts and then he
would sink it in to the hilt and grind his hips and then do it all over
again. Andrew really loved that move of his -- when he did it, David seemed
to touch every spot inside Andrew's ass, most especially his
prostate. Andrew's cock was now ramrod stiff and spewing pre-cum. Jamie
took note and moved to where he could take Andrew's cock into his eager
mouth. Andrew had the biggest cock in the house, an impressive 8 and ½
inches.

David was slamming into Andrew, his balls slapping Andrew's lower back with
each thrust. Somehow Jamie had managed to deep-throat Andrew's cock, an
improbable feat given that Andrew was moving around a lot with the force of
David's fuck.

Suddenly, it was over almost as quickly as it had started. David grunted as
he spewed a huge load of creamy teen cum into Andrew's ass. Almost
simultaneously, Andrew shot his load down Jamie's throat.  Jamie was so
turned on that he had a dry orgasm of his own.

They were all gasping and coming off their sexual highs when David pulled
roughly out of Andrew's ass and moved to Andrew's head. "Clean it off,
bitch!"

Andrew had had quite enough of David's attitude, which had grown steadily
worse over the past couple of weeks. He jumped to his feet. "No! I have no
idea where you get off behaving this way! That came very close to being
rape!"

"What are you gonna do about it? I'm only 14! You're -- what -- really old!
You could go to jail! BITCH!"

By this time, Andrew was enraged. David was on his knees on the floor in
front of Andrew. Andrew grabbed David by the upper arm and pulled him to
his feet.  "You asked for it and now you're gonna get it!"

He dragged David over to the sofa where he sat down, throwing David over
his knees. David struggled to get away, but he was finding out that while
Andrew might be thin, he was no pushover. Andrew held David down with his
left arm and began to lay into David's butt with his right hand. David got
his feet under him and tried to stand up. Andrew lashed out with his right
leg, knocking David off balance and causing him fall across Andrew's lap
once again.

Andrew snarled, "Try that again, and it'll be that much worse!" With that,
he proceeded to spank David until his ass was fiery red. David was crying
and cursing. He had never been spanked in his life. Nor had Andrew ever
spanked a child or anyone else. Andrew was surprised at his response to the
situation, but it seemed like it was the thing to do. It was perhaps long
overdue.

Jamie was observing all of this in horror. He thought David could be a real
asshole, too, but it never occurred to him that any adult would deal with
it in this manner. Once the initial shock wore off, he began enjoying
it. He was also learning a valuable lesson where Andrew was concerned. He,
too, had limits. He was disappointed when Andrew slowed down his spanking
and then stopped.

Andrew's right hand was aching. He was hoping he hadn't injured himself in
some way. David started to move, and Andrew said, "Stay where you are."

"Why, you wanna beat me some more?" David was quietly sobbing.

"No, we're done with that. Jamie, go get the lotion from the bathroom."

Jamie ran to follow Andrew's request. While he was gone, Andrew leaned over
and kissed the back of David's neck. "I'm really sorry, baby, but you can't
grow up behaving this way. You'll be the one going to jail. You've got to
treat people with respect. Treat others like you'd like to be treated."
David started to respond angrily, but stopped when Jamie returned. The only
thing Jamie could find was a big bottle of Vaseline Intensive Care Lotion.

"Is this what you meant?" he asked, handing it to Andrew.

"That'll do just fine. Let me put some of this on your butt, David. You'll
feel a lot better." Andrew started to apply the soothing lotion to David's
backside.

David raised up and looked around, trying to see what Andrew was doing.  "I
thought that was only good for lube." He had to admit the sting was going
away.

Andrew chuckled, "It has many functions, my boy." Andrew continued to rub
the lotion into David's skin. After a couple of minutes, he said, "That
should do it."

David stood up shakily. Andrew stood up with him and held out his arms for
a hug. David glared at him but then submitted. Whatever else he was
becoming, he was still a child. Andrew held onto him for several long
moments. Both of them were quite shaken by this experience, not knowing
what damage had been done to their relationship. Andrew murmured into
David's ear, "You know I love you, don't you?"

David, at 5' 4", had his face pressed into Andrew's left pec. He looked up
at Andrew. "Yeah, I know. I'm really sorry, Andrew." With that, he began to
cry, this time tears of remorse. "I've just been so pissed off lately. I
don't know why. Everything just seems really fucked."

Jamie surprised both of them by joining them in their hug. David held onto
Andrew and Jamie, sobbing as though his heart would break. Jamie started to
cry in sympathy. "Davy, please don't cry. It's gonna be OK!"

David gasped, "What's gonna be OK?"

"I dunno -- all of it!"

Andrew looked at the two of them, first one, then the other. "Come on,
guys. Let's go get some ice cream." They followed him to the kitchen, hand
in hand, still sniffling. They presented quite a picture. David's ass was
flaming red, while, if you looked closely enough, you could see droplets of
cum flowing down Andrew's inner thighs.

Andrew served up generous portions of chocolate mint ice cream for each. He
stood at the counter while Jamie and David sat on stools on the other
side. They ate their ice cream in silence. Andrew glanced at the clock on
the stove. It was edging onto 10:00. He was exhausted. "We've all got busy
days planned for tomorrow. Why don't we just turn in?"

David and Jamie looked at one another and shrugged. They took their last
couple of bites of ice cream, put the bowls and spoons into the sink, and
shuffled off to their rooms. Andrew continued to stand at the counter
savoring the ice cream and reflecting on the events of the evening. He had
to acknowledge it had been a complete disaster. He was ashamed of what he
had done to David. It was child abuse, and he deeply regretted it. He
listened to the boys as they talked quietly and used the bathroom.

Jamie was saying to David, "I can't believe he spanked you. But you had it
coming! Why are you so mean to Andrew?"

David answered, "Shut up, squirt! He thinks he's hot shit, that's why!"

Jamie replied, "He's pretty much all we've got. You know that, don't you?"
David responded by pushing ahead of Jamie into the bathroom. In minutes, he
was done there and was heading for his room. Just so no one would bother
him again, he turned out his light and pretended to be asleep. Jamie washed
his face and brushed his teeth. He's had a long week and was asleep as soon
as his head hit the pillow.

Andrew heard Michael's key in the front door. He continued to lean against
the kitchen counter and to eat his ice cream, waiting for Michael. Mike
came around the corner and stopped when he saw Andrew standing there
naked. He was becoming accustomed to the pleasant shock each time he saw
Andrew, especially Andrew naked. He pretended to regard the gay sex thing
as just being a way to get his rocks off. After all, he had a reputation to
uphold. He was a star of the school baseball team and had one of the
hottest chicks in town hanging on his arm.

However, if he were honest with himself, he'd have to admit he was deeply
in love with Andrew. The man just blew him away in more ways than he could
count. He allowed his eyes to wander over Andrew's body -- his tight,
smooth chest, his flat stomach, the carefully trimmed pubes, and the big
dick and low-hanging balls. He could sense the stress in Andrew's body and
his exhaustion.

Michael looked up and was embarrassed when he knew he had been caught
staring. To move things along, he spoke up: "Hey there. Having fun and
games tonight?"

"You could say that. How was your date?"

"Both of the girls in a bad mood. Probably on the rag. We ended up not
going to the movie -- just hung around IHOPs and talked. They just wanted
to go home."

"You're home early -- I guess that explains it."

"Yeah, it does. Where are Jamie and David?"

"I just sent them to bed."

"Wow -- early for that on a Friday night! Did something happen?"

"Nothing, really, other than David pretty much raped me. Then he smarted
off over it, and I ended up spanking him."

"What? You spanked him?" Mike was incredulous. "You bent him over your knee
and spanked him. For real."

"Yeah. I'm not proud of it."

"Sounds kind of kinky to me. You should have charged admission!" Michael
knew it was serious but couldn't help but grin widely.

"Mike, it's not funny. I'm afraid there's a real problem. I don't know what
the deal is with David."

"Well, you know he got kicked off the soccer team."

"No! When did that happen?"

"This afternoon."

"He didn't mention it."

"He wouldn't. I haven't talk to him about it -- I heard about it at
school." Mike was a junior, and David was a freshman at Lakewood West High.

"What in the hell is going on with him? What happened?"

"He was playing too rough at practice, and when the coach got on him about
it, he smarted off. I heard it was the last straw."

Andrew shook his head. "He's one of their best players! He's supposed to
have a game tomorrow, isn't he?"

Michael had decided the ice cream looked good and had set about to get
himself a bowl of it. As he scooped a helping into his bowl, he said,
"Yeah. Maybe he was going to tell you about it tomorrow."

Andrew gave a heaving sigh and rubbed his temple. "I have no idea what I'm
supposed to do about this."

"You're not his mom or dad. It's really not your responsibility to do
anything. Why don't you see if you can get Dad on the phone? Maybe he can
come back."

"Good idea." Andrew stepped over to the cordless phone base at the end of
the counter. He picked up the phone and punched in Mark's cell phone
number. He was beyond frustrated when he got a message that the number was
"temporarily out of service." "What the hell? Did he not pay his bill?"

"My phone works. We're all on the same account. Maybe he's out of a service
area."

"God, I hate these fucking cell phones! So much crap!"

"Andrew. Come here." Michael finished his ice cream and set the bowl in the
sink. "I know you really care about us. You're doing the best you can. It
can keep for tonight. I said, come here."

Andrew put the phone back on its base and turned hesitantly toward
Michael. He thought perhaps he had really had his fill of the Johnson boys
for one night. Michael shrugged off his jacket, laid it on the counter, and
held out his arms. Andrew stepped into them.

"You need a hug. Maybe more than that." With that, Michael gently kissed
Andrew on the lips. In spite of how tired and upset he was, Andrew's cock
began to grow. Michael looked down. "You want me to sleep with you
tonight?"

"I take it you didn't score with Olivia tonight."

"I've never tried to score with her. She's a good Catholic girl -- saving
herself for marriage."

"How boring." Andrew kissed Michael, this time with passion. "Sleeping with
you would be really nice."

Michael rubbed Andrew's back as the kiss turned into one with tongues. His
hands wandered down to Andrew's shapely ass. His fingers touched the
remnants of David's cum load. Breaking the kiss, he chuckled. "Boy, he laid
one on you, didn't he."

"Yeah, he did. Young, dumb, and full of cum." Andrew reached down and
groped Michael's stiffening cock through his jeans. "You teenagers are all
alike!"

"And you love it!"

They held each other tightly for a few moments and then stepped
apart. Andrew quickly rinsed out the bowls and then switched out the
light. Michael grabbed his jacket and headed for his room. Andrew followed
him, stopping in the den briefly to switch off lights, retrieve his DVD,
and grab his clothes.

Before heading for his room, he stuck his head into Jamie's room. The boy's
nightlight was on. He was obviously out like a light, sleeping on top of
his covers naked. Andrew stepped over to the bed and gently lifted Jamie's
legs enough so he could pull the covers back and lay them over Jamie's
lower half. Jamie's eyes fluttered open.

"You gonna fuck me?"

"No, honey. You need your beauty sleep. Sorry -- didn't mean to wake you."

"That's OK. Give me a grown-up kiss!"

Andrew leaned down and passionately kissed the boy. Jamie groaned and stuck
his tongue into Andrew's mouth. "God, I'm just so horny!"

"That'll be a good thing tomorrow. Get some sleep, baby."

"OK. G'nite -- love you, Andrew." Jamie turned onto his left side.

"Love you too." With that, Andrew quickly exited the room.

Next, Andrew cautiously opened David's door and peeked around it. David
didn't use a light at night, but Andrew could see from the hallway light
that he was sound asleep. He could hear his gentle snoring. Andrew blew a
kiss in his direction and then closed the door.

He was very pleased to turn around and find a nude and completely erect
Michael waiting for him in the hallway. "All asleep?"

"Yes," Andrew chuckled wryly. "Amazing how fucking innocent they both look
when they're asleep! Let me stop off in the bathroom and brush my teeth and
pee. I'll be right with you."

"Great -- I'll go turn back the covers."

Andrew rushed through his evening bedtime routine, flushed the toilet, and
hurried to his room. Michael was already in bed, sitting up with his back
against the headboard with a big smile on his face. He pushed the cover
back to expose his throbbing hard-on. "You gonna suck me?"

"You betcha!"

"I wonder if Sarah Palin says that to Todd when he asks her for a blowjob?"

Andrew shrieked, "Augh! The mental picture! What are you trying to do, kill
the mood completely?" They both laughed.

Truth be known, Andrew was another one who could never get enough sex. Most
nights, he would fuck and suck all night if the opportunity presented
itself. He knew tonight he would joyfully suck Michael and perhaps get
Michael to gently fuck him, and then they would get some much-needed
sleep. Andrew's favorite thing was to fall asleep with a thick cock jammed
firmly up his ass. That might or might not happen tonight. Andrew was a top
only with boys like Jamie. If a man or boy had any hair at all on their
bodies, Andrew became a ravenous bottom for them.

He climbed onto the bed and wasted no time in positioning himself in front
of Michael's crotch. Michael trembled in anticipation. He thrust himself
forward so that Andrew could take him into his mouth. Andrew licked
lovingly up the underside of Michael's teen cock, swabbed the pre-cum off
the head, and then deep-throated it in one pass. Michael gasped. "I'm not
gonna last ten seconds!" In answer, Andrew began swallowing around
Michael's cockhead. Michael's hips lifted off the bed, jamming his cock
deeper down Andrew's throat if that were even possible. That was enough to
set off Andrew's gag reflex, forcing Andrew to pull off ever so
temporarily.

"Wow, you're hot tonight!" Andrew muttered before orally attacking
Michael's perfect cock once again. Michael began a gentle fucking motion
into Andrew's mouth. With each stroke, his cockhead would enter Andrew's
throat. They both loved this. Andrew moaned in pleasure. He could tell
Michael was getting close and had to make a quick decision as to where he
wanted this load. He pulled off. "I want you to shoot up my ass."

"You got it!" Michael positioned himself on his left side. Andrew quickly
moved so that he was on his left side as well, positioning his hot hole so
that Michael could enter him easily. Fortunately, Michael was not the
sexual thug that David could be. He tapped Andrew's shoulder and pointed to
the small bottle of lube that was on Andrew's bedside table. He applied
some to his cock and to Andrew's hole. He felt Andrew's anus to make sure
it was lubricated enough and then gently pressed his cockhead against it,
pushing ever so slightly. Andrew lifted his leg, and in seconds, Michael
had penetrated Andrew's beautiful butt. Andrew gasped.

"Shove it in deep! You know how I like it!"

Michael pushed in all the way and rotated his hips. Andrew pushed back
against him, reveling in the feeling of hot fullness in his ass. "Fuck me!
Fuck me now!" Michael pulled back and pushed back in. In seconds he was
pistoning in and out. Andrew was delighted, moaning and groaning and
pushing back with each inward thrust.

Michael, being the teenaged boy that he was, couldn't be expected to last
long. He tried to hold off, but it was just too good. He pushed in one last
time as deep as he could go and let loose. Andrew felt the hot fluid
flowing into him as Michael's copious load flooded him.  "That's so hot!
Give me all of it!"

Andrew had concentrated so completely on his ass that he had forgotten all
about his own cock. As his own orgasm wound down, Michael reached around,
grabbed it and began jacking. In seconds, Andrew was blowing a huge load
onto the sheets and his stomach and chest.  "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Andrew
almost shouted. Michael's cock was softening and soon slipped out of
Andrew's butthole.

"Let me clean you up."

"Yeah, I know how much you like to lick that cum." Andrew rolled onto his
back. Michael's tongue and lips moved down Andrew's smooth chest. He licked
up all the cum he could find. After pausing a few seconds to nurse on
Andrew's quarter-sized nipples, he moved on down to Andrew's cock,
carefully licking off all the cum he could find there on his way and when
he got there.  He wanted to lock his lips onto Andrew's asshole and suck
out his load, but he was stopped when Andrew murmured, "I just gotta get
some sleep..."

Michael was mildly disappointed but he loved Andrew enough that it was
OK. He moved back up and kissed Andrew gently. Andrew returned the kiss and
then turned back onto his left side, backing up just a bit to get away from
the damp part of the sheet. Michael moved in behind him, spooning with his
right arm encircling Andrew's chest and his soft dick resting in Andrew's
moist crack. In just moments, they were both asleep.