Date: Fri, 25 Dec 2009 13:13:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon T. <t_jon15@yahoo.com>
Subject: Who's Fucking My Boy - 4

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-rateds tories, please go elsewhere. If you wish to provide feedback, you
can contact me at t_jon15@yahoo.com. Thanks to the guys who have already
written. 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
and conducive to fantasy, but I beg of you: use a condom if you are having
anal sex with an actual live person. HIV/AIDS is very real and is not to be
taken lightly.

I apologize for the delay in getting this chapter out. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 5 will have some interesting developments in the lives of the
Johnson men, so stay tuned. Remember, feedback is always welcome! One other
thing: Happy Holidays!

Who's Fucking My Boy - Chapter 4

The Anderson boys wasted no time in preparing and then double-fucking David
at their father's wild party. They carefully lubed his ass even though he
had the lube and cum from the fucking that Michael gave him. Then they
lubed up their 5-inch, moderately thick cocks. Damien lay down on his back
and Donovan waited for him to get into position. David had never done this
before, but he knew the drill. He squatted over Damien's cock and lowered
himself onto it. Damien reacted physically and viscerally as his cock
entered David's wet, hot ass. He came very close to losing his load right
there, but he knew his twin brother would be very unhappy if he did that.

"Come on, Donovan! Fuck him!"

Donovan climbed onto the bed and moved between Damien's outstretched
legs. He pushed gently on David's back. David leaned forward. So far, he
was handling Damien's cock with ease. But he didn't know what would happen
when Donovan joined the party. David stopped moving on Damien's cock and
leaned all the way forward to give Donovan maximum access. He felt
Donovan's cock begin to probe his ass looking for an entry point. Michael,
ever the helpful big brother, stepped forward to render assistance.

"Here - right there. That's where you go in." He pointed to a spot at the
very top of David's stretched hole. Donovan couldn't see how that was
supposed to work and was very surprised when his cock popped through
David's defenses. David shouted in surprise and pain. Donovan let his cock
rest where it was for a few seconds and then began to push forward. He had
the same problem Damien had had - he almost shot there on the spot.

David started to move again but stopped when Michael whispered in his ear
that he should let the twins do the work. "They're not going to last
long. Just go with it." David was not exactly in pain but he certainly felt
very full. He knew right then that at some point, he would have to let
Michael and Andrew give it a try.

He fell forward until his forehead was resting on Damien's shoulder. Damien
lovingly wrapped his arm around David's neck. "Kiss me, David!" David
raised his head just enough so that he could move his lips onto Damien's.
Meanwhile, Donovan began to build a rhythm. He had never felt so
stimulated. David's ass was so tight, and his brother's cock against his
own was the hottest thing he had ever felt. He had promised David they
would be gentle, and so they were. Any forceful movement would have caused
both of them to cum instantly. Donovan was content with a gentle
back-and-forth action.

Michael was on his knees next to the bed, his eyes glued at the spot where
Damien and Donovan's cocks entered his brother's bodies. All four of them
were surprised to hear a familiar voice.

"What do we have here, my boys?" A small crowd had formed to watch. Don
pushed his way through it. He was immediately concerned, not being sure
that David's young ass could handle this kind of action. He reached and
felt of the spot where the union was taking place. He was pleased that his
sons had lubed David so carefully. Then he tested David's hole to make sure
it wasn't too tightly filled. "Good job, boys! Go for it!"

Donovan, encouraged by his father, began to move faster. His balls were
beginning to ache from the intense need to seed, and he knew his brother
felt the same way. Damien began to hunch upwards. In just moments, they
were giving David's ass a serious working-over. David's prostate was being
pounded with each inward pass. He had not cum when Michael fucked him and
knew he was going to blow sky-high any moment. He was pushing down as the
brothers pushed up.

The first one to pop was Damien. He was also a loud one, and this time was
no exception. He shot hard into David, bathing David's insides and his
brother's cock in hot juice, an explosion that was accompanied by a
blood-curdling scream. Donovan gave one last push and fell onto David,
shooting his load as he did so. His cock was pressing hard on David's
prostate. That was it for David. His cock had been rubbing against Damien's
stomach. He now shot a huge load, bathing both his and Damien's chests with
hot cum.

All three boys were gasping. Donovan leaned around so he could join Damien
and David in a three-way kiss. The crowd was cheering. Several men and boys
had been jacking themselves as they watched. Five different guys stepped
forward and sprayed the three young fuckers with their loads. There was cum
all over the place.

Don stepped forward and touched Donovan on the shoulder. "Time to pull out,
son.  Carefully!" Don needn't have worried. Donovan's cock had become
completely soft, and he was able to pull back with ease. Once he was out,
David moved off Damien's cock and moved shakily to where he was standing on
the floor.

Michael flew to his side. "That was awesome! Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I want a shower!" David was dripping front and back with
cum. Cum was also running almost in a stream down the insides and backs of
his legs.

"You gotta let me clean you up!"

"OK. You got five minutes!"

Michael fell to his knees behind his brother, who then bent over at the
waist. Michael laid his hot tongue onto his brother's asshole, directing
the flow of cum down his throat. David could hear him eagerly swallowing.
"You are such a sick bitch!" Michael responded by slapping his brother
affectionately on his ass cheek. After he was done slaking his thirst for
hot cum, Michael accompanied David to the dressing/shower area for a quick
clean-up.

The party raged on all around. Andrew had been Jamie's only adult fuck of
the afternoon, which was usually how it went at these parties. If Andrew
was around to supervise Jamie's action, he saw to it that overload never
happened. Jamie was now on one of the mattresses on the floor with seven or
eight of his peers. It was hard to tell whose legs and arms belonged to
whom. The boys, ranging in age from 12 to 15, were kissing, sucking,
licking, and fucking whatever they could reach. Their fathers or guardians
weren't far away. Two dads were on the next mattress over, deeply involved
in a fuck scene of their own. One was skinny and virtually hairless and the
other was economy sized and covered with thick brown hair. Their mutual
passion was unmistakable. Marcus, the Lakewood cop who had fucked Andrew
earlier, had cornered another white guy and was enthusiastically screwing
him against the wall. Marcus' beautiful chocolate-colored son, Orlando, was
among the boys who were on the mattress with Jamie. He was lying on his
side with his substantial uncut cock up Jamie's ass while another boy
screwed him.

Andrew stood next to the refreshment table drinking from a bottle of
water. He had been fucked several times and was exhausted. He glanced up at
the clock on the wall and knew he would need to head out soon. Glancing
around the room, he was astounded, as he always was at these events, at the
scope and range of action going on around the room. Dads were fucking sons
or each other. Boys were fucking and sucking boys. There were non-sexual
activities going on as well. Several boys had become very involved in the
Wii set-up. He couldn't tell what they were playing, but they were loudly
cheering each other on. At the gay porno TV, four men were lined up on a
sofa avidly watching the screen with their hands busy with a cock other
than their own. Ruth had shed her dress and was on her back on one of the
sofas with her accommodating cunt spread wide. She appeared to have nearly
her entire hand inside her vagina. As he watched, a 14-year-old boy
approached timidly. Like a spider in her web, Ruth drew him in and had his
skinny teen cock up inside her in no time.

He looked around for Michael and was surprised to spot him in the back of
the room in one of the slings being thoroughly fucked by Ruth's son, Abe.
Michael had a thing for well-built black men, but he rarely allowed himself
to be fucked. Abe must have been quite persuasive. Andrew threw the empty
bottle away and started to move across the room towards them when he felt
someone touch his elbow. It was Dr. Don.

"You got room on your dance card for one more? I've been saving up my last
load for you!"

"I'm gonna have to head out soon - have to play for a wedding reception
tonight. But maybe we can make it a quickie!"

"You got it!" Don put his arm around the beautiful young man and walked
with him toward the slings. They took note of creative, athletic fucks that
were taking place on the platforms.

Andrew climbed onto the sling next to where Michael was involved in his
scene with Abe. After Andrew got settled, he reached across towards
Michael. Michael stretched out his fist and engaged in a gentle fist bump
with Andrew. He could barely speak because of Abe's enthusiastic thrusting,
but he was able to ask, "Don't you need to go soon?"

"Yeah, but I can't say no to our host, can I?"

Michael didn't answer. His eyes were closed and he was grunting with each
assault from Abe's thick 10-inch monster. Meanwhile, Don easily slid his
throbbing cock into Andrew's well-used ass. Andrew groaned, knowing he
would be sore tomorrow. Don leaned forward and gently kissed Andrew as he
gently fucked him.  "Stay with me, my man! I'll have you fucked and on your
feet in no time!"

Though Don had been fucking boys and men right and left all afternoon, he
was more than up to the challenge of delivering a quality fuck to Andrew.
In no time, he was jack-hammering Andrew's ass. And in no time, it seemed,
he was shooting a reduced but still copious load into Andrews love
canal. Andrew was surprised at how fast it had gone.

"How do you do it?" he asked as Don pulled him to his feet.

"Do what, my love?"

Andrew was almost too tired to finish his thought. "Oh, you know..."

"It's all in the mind."

Andrew visibly pulled himself together and said, "I'm going to be late if I
don't hit the road in the next ten minutes."

"OK - I'll help you get your stuff together and see you out." With that,
they proceeded to the front of the room and to the dressing area. As they
walked, Don asked Andrew, "What about David and Jamie?"

"Michael's giving them a ride home."

"Great." Don located Andrew's wallet and keys while Andrew tiredly pulled
his clothing on.

"It's a good thing I don't play the piano with my asshole. I'd never make
it!" Andrew observed with a wan smile.

"You should practice. That'd be a unique talent!" Don responded with a
chuckle.

"Yeah. I could go on Dave Letterman's 'Stupid People Tricks!'"

"That's one broadcast I'd love to see!" They both laughed. Andrew took his
keys and wallet from Don, gave him a quick kiss, and was out the door.

As Don stepped back into the main room, he could see that the party was
winding down. Ruth had shed her dress during the afternoon, but she now
pulled it back on and was helping men and boys gather their things. Abe had
finished his vigorous fucking of Michael and was back at his post at the
refreshment table. Several naked boys were standing about finishing up the
pizza even as they poked and prodded each other's assholes or played with
an available cock, sometimes their own. Suddenly Don was exhausted. Sex all
the time was fun, but it could wear a guy out.