Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 23:55:18 -0700
From: MikeFilt <mikefilt@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing Up Cooper: Part 2
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--- THIS STORY IS PART OF THE "GREEN VALLEY" UNIVERSE ---
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THE CHARACTERS
Glenn Cooper, The Dad - 39-years-old
Patrick Cooper, The Oldest Son - 17-years-old
Aaron Cooper, The Middle Son - 15-years-old
Dale Cooper, The Youngest Son - 12-years-old
"Growing Up Cooper" is the prologue to a series of short stories involving
the Cooper family entitled "The Cooper Lifestyle" with new sections being
posted periodically
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GROWING UP COOPER: PART 2
Glenn woke up early the next morning, before the sun had really risen. His
morning wood was rock hard and poking at Dale's twelve-year-old butt. He
stretched out and yawned, unzipping the sleeping bag he was sharing with
his youngest son.
Glenn folded back the flap of the sleeping bag exposing Dale's bare
body. He looked down at his naked son with admiration. The night before
they had the traditional Cooper family birds and bees talk, his little boy
was starting his journey into manhood.
Dale's body was completely hairless except for a small tuft of pubic hair
above his boycock. Glenn couldn't see the boy's dick at the moment as he
was laying facedown, sprawled out, legs parted. Glenn's gaze traveled down
the boy's back, taking in his mop of blonde hair, his smooth narrow back,
his cute little bubble butt, and his thin lanky legs.
Glenn's morning wood was partly a piss hard on but was mostly rock solid
from the memories of the night before. Glenn loved his boys very much and
loved that he was able to experience his middle son physically. Now he
wanted to enjoy a physical connection with his twelve-year-old son.
Sitting up he looked closer at Dale's bubble butt.
Dale's legs were spread slightly, his virgin hole hidden somewhere unseen
inside the crease of his young butt. Emerging from below this hairless
crack was that short ridge of skin that led to his small hairless
balls. They rested on the flannel of the open sleeping bag, his dick hidden
somewhere under him.
Glenn reached out with his his index finger and ticked his son's exposed
taint. The boy squirmed slightly in his sleep, his hips rocking
slightly. For a brief instant his buttcrack spread apart revealing his
tight, untouched boyhole. The pink pucker was sealed shut with the
innocence of youth, looking too tight to fit even a pea into it.
Glenn spread those buns apart to get a longer look as his tight virgin
asshole. Then he bent down and licked it, awakening the boy's hole,
preparing it for a new purpose.
After several minutes of licking and sucking Dale stirred and groggily woke
up with a moan of pleasure.
"That feels good daddy." Dale muttered
"You like it son? You like your daddy licking your cute butt?"
"Oh yes." Dale moaned as Glenn stuck his tongue in deeper, pushing past the
first sphincter, reaching just inside the boy's pink pucker.
Glenn worked on his son's hole for as long as he could before finally
succumbing to the needs of his throbbing hard dick.
Glenn positioned himself behind his son and gently placed the head of his
cock against his son's tight virgin asshole. The pink pucker looked even
tighter and smaller next to Glenn's thick slab of man meat. Thinking of
good that tight hot hole would feel wrapped around his dick Glenn pushed
forward, forcing his dick into the 12-year-old's cherry.
He let out a deep sigh as his flared cockhead sank into his son, spreading
open the boy's virgin hole. Dale let out a gasp of pain as his father's
cockhead forced its way into his tight boyhole.
"Shh, shh, shh, relax," Glenn said soothingly stroking the boy's back, "Let
your daddy's dick inside you. Relax and open up."
Dale felt the ridge of his dad's cock head slide past the outer lips of his
asshole, ripping him open, before popping into the space between the outer
and inner ring. Glenn felt his son's ass accept the cockhead, pulling it in
slightly before being held as tight as a fist right at the entrance of the
inner ring.
Dale was panting slightly and Glenn could feel the boy's quickened pulse
against the tip of his cock which was pushing at the twitching inner
sphincter. Dale's clenched assring was resisting his father's invasion.
"We can't stop here baby," Glenn chided, "you feel too good son. I wanna do
this."
Dale grunted and buried his head in the sleeping bag as Glenn increased the
pressure. He pushed Dale's hips into the sleeping bag and leaned over the
boy pushing his weight into the resisting asshole.
Dale cried out in pain as he felt the inner depths of his asshole being
opened for the first time. Glenn grunted and wiggled a bit and sinking ever
so slightly deeper into his son. Taking deep ragged breaths Dale tried to
relax, tried to overcome the pain of his father's cockhead halfway through
is inner ring. Glenn could feel his son's sphincter spasming as it tried to
keep him out.
"That's right son" Glenn went on encouragingly, "Take it in, take in your
father's fat cock."
Dale bit into the sleeping bag to keep from crying out again, as another
half inch of dadcock worked its way into his pre-teen fuckhole. Glenn's
bulbous knob was almost entirely through Dale's inner ring, the wide flared
base slowly, so slowly, tearing through Dale's inner ring.
With an audible pop, the cockhead snapped past the iron tight ring and
entered Dale's gut. Dale screamed and Glenn pushed his face into the pillow
to muffle the sound.
"Shh," Glenn whispered, "You don't want to wake up your brothers."
Dale's super tight pre-teen fuck chute was clinging to the few inches of
his father that made it into him so far. Glenn had never felt anything so
tight or so pleasurable. His son's asshole was grasping his cock in ways
that he had never before experienced.
Glenn knew he should wait for his son to acclimate to the sensation of a
massive adult dick in his ass but he was too horny to take this deflowering
slowly.
With his cockhead past every resistance point, Glenn had complete control
over how fast to enter his son. He pushed slowly but forcefully, inch by
painful inch into his now whimpering child.
Glenn could feel his son's gut stretching and straightening out, realigning
and making a path through his insides to accommodate his father's cock.
Dale's assring sucked at the thick shaft, trying (and failing) to stop his
father from going in any deeper. His dad's cock was sliding and pushing
through his gut past his belly button, until at long last Dale felt his
father's pubes tickle his butt as the last inch was jammed inside his
searing hole.
Dale was whimpering, quietly bitting the flannel sleeping bag. He could
feel his father's big hairy balls against his own, and felt the shaft
impaling him from his asshole all the way to right below his rib cage.
Glenn was massaging his son's back shushing and soothing him, pushing down
by his body, pinning him with his massive dadcock. Despite the love and
tenderness with which he soothed his son, knowing he should probably wait
there until the boy stopped whimpering, he couldn't help but slowly reverse
the process, pulling out of the boy inch by inch.
Dale could feel the fat cock retreat back through his gut, the tunnel
shrinking and tightening as the invading cock slowly pulled out. The tight
slimy grip of Dale's chute massaged the flared head of Glenn's cock as he
pulled slowly out finally stopping before his cockhead pulled past the
inner ring.
Reversing course, Glenn pushed back into Dale, slowly, steadily. Then back
out. Back and forth slowly building up speed always keeping his cockhead
inside his son's gut. Glenn could feel the change in his son as the
sensations of pain melted into those of pleasure. Dale was purring
slightly, his ass rings throbbing with pleasure rather than pain. The boy
was still very tight but the friction was now pleasurable rather than
painful.
"Oh yeah," moaned Glenn, "How does that feel son? You like having daddy's
giant cock in your tight asshole son?"
Dale was in sensory overload, enjoying the new sensation too much to reply.
Glenn pushed all the way in and then wiggled his hips around in a
circle. Dale let out a scream of pleasure, groaning loudly as as he felt
his dad's fuckstick stir up his gut.
The sky was becoming lighter as the sun finally appeared as a sliver over
the mountain ridge. In the cool morning light Glenn spotted two shadows on
the tent wall. Patrick and Aaron were peeking through the mesh window of
the tent flap, watching their dad fuck their younger brother. The boys were
naked and both sporting teenage hard-ons.
"Well don't just stand there," Glenn chided his sons, "Get in here."
Aaron and Patrick scrambled into the tent, eager to get a closer look at
their brother's stretched out asshole. Glenn continued fucking Dale,
enjoying the audience of his sons.
The tent was much too small for all 4 Coopers and sure enough Glenn said
shortly, "Okay let's take this party outside."
Hearing this Dale pulled forward off Glenn's cock but Glenn grabbed him by
the hips and slammed him back on his cock. "Oh no you don't boy." Glenn
doubted he could jam his cock back inside Dale if he pulled out
now. Hugging the boy to his chest he got on his knees and carefully ducked
out of the tent, keeping Dale on his massive fuckrod.
The guys stumbled over to the picnic table where Glenn carefully rotated
the boy on his cock. Dale gasped and trembled as he felt his dads cock
twist inside him, touching and prodding undiscovered areas of his insides.
Completely turned around, Glenn laid the boy on his back, legs up in the
aid, ass right at the edge of the picnic table. Aaron and Patrick stood on
the benches on either side, jerking their teen cocks watching the fuck
show. Glenn had resumed fucking the boy, this time harder and faster.
Between grunts Glenn said to Patrick and Aaron, "Time for an... advanced
lesson... this boys is a demonstration... of fucking... You want to mix it
up..." Glenn muttered here and there loosely narrating his actions.
Glenn bent his knees slightly altering the angle of his dick to thrust
upwards into Dale's boyhole. Patrick and Aaron could see their brother's
stomach bulge slightly as their dad's cock pushed up from the inside,
forcing his gut to realign yet agin.
By now Glenn was slamming into Dale with long powerful strokes, rubbing
against Dale's prostate. The boy grunting and moaning loudly every time his
dad's balls smacked into his butt. Dale's 4 inch boycock was hard and
twitching from the g-spot stimulation. Glenn reached down and started
jerking his son's boycock with his thumb and index finger, timing the
strokes with his own powerful rod sliding in and out of the boy's tight
fuckhole.
Eventually Glenn couldn't hold it in any more and with a primal roar he
slammed his swollen cock into Dale with the force of a truck. Dale slid up
the table several inches and felt a flood of hot jizz shoot from his dad's
expanding, throbbing cock. Rope after rope of hot cum shot into Dale's gut
coating his insides with the sticky salty slime.
Glenn breathed deeply and panted, "Good boy, Dale."
Dale lay still feeling the hot jizz slowly drip through his guts, his dad's
cock twitching occasionally in the aftermath of his orgasm, slowly
deflating.
Glenn carefully pulled his cock out of the boy. His cockhead pulled all the
way backwards through Dale's assrings for the first time, pulling strings
of jizz with it. Dale left out a gasp as he felt his dad's monster vacate
his hole leaving him feeling strangely empty. Dale's 12-year-old hole
throbbed and slowly shrunk, closing up after his father's dick. So large
was his dad's cock, that his asshole could only shrink so much. Jizz and
gut juice dripped form his gaping and pulsating asshole, still open enough
to easily take a finger.
"Oh dad," Said Dale, "My butt feel so strange and empty."
Glenn grinned at his youngest boy before turning to his eldest, "Patrick,"
He said, "You heard your brother, it's your turn to fuck his tight little
boyhole."
END OF PART 2
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