Date: Sun, 09 Jul 2000 22:50:23 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: Part 2 JAMIE'S PAPERBOY

(M/B rimming incest)

           JAMIE'S PAPERBOY--Part 2

  It was about a week later. Jamie and I had hatched a plan,
and today was the opportune moment to put it into effect. The
paper boy came to collect today.
  "Collecting for the Daily Register, Mr. Benson," he said
brightly. What a fox this kid is, I thought. About 15 and
taller than me. All legs...and cock, if his basket was any
indication. Long and lanky, and that sweet face made him look
more like 13.
  "Oh, Timmy, sure. Come on in. I'll get it for you."
  "Uh, call me Tim, please, sir. Timmy's so juvenile!"
  "Right you are, TIM. I guess it's just that you've been
delivering our paper since you were a youngster," I catered to
his new sense of pre-adult status. "Listen, I don't seem to
have anything smaller than a hundred-dollar-bill. Why don't you
go ask Jamie if he has enough on him. I think he's down in the
playroom. Through the den and just down the stairs. Go right on
down."
  "Um, Jamie? You want me to ask Jamie?"
  "Sure, why not?"
  "Well, nothing I guess. It's just that he looks at me kinda
weird all the time. I don't think he likes me."
  "Nonsense. Jamie likes you plenty. He told me himself." Then
I whispered to him, "Actually, Tim, I think the kid has a sorta
crush on you."
  "CRUSH?!" he gasped.
  "Well, I guess that's the wrong word. What I mean is I think
he kinda hero worships you. You know, you being older, he kinda
looks up to you. With your paper route and all he says you're
like a successful businessman. Just what he wants to be. Be a
sport. Don't belittle his admiration of you, okay son?" I put
my arm around his shoulder and walked him into the hallway.
  He beamed at this confidentiality. "Sure, Mr. Benson. Gee, I
didn't know he felt that way. I'Il go right down."
  (I hope so!) "And listen," I added, "play some games with
him or something, willya. There's an extra $20 in it for you."
  "Wow! Well...okay. You are my last collection."
  He went down the stairs with his collection book in his
hand. Jamie was sitting on the sofa, rubbing the crotch of his
Levis, and thumbing through an adult magazine which showed the
still shots from a bisexual video. He let Tim get all the way
into the room, pretending he didn't hear him enter.
  "Ah, hi Jamie," interrupted Tim, feeling embarassed at
catching the kid playing with himself, and surprised at the
bulge in the youngster's pants.
  "OH!" Jamie said in mock surprise, slamming the book closed
and laying it next to him. "I didn't hear you come in, Tim.
Wow, it's good to see you. What brings you here?"
  "I came collecting, uh, for the paper," he stammered. "Your
dad didn't have change. He thought you might have enough."
  "Sure! Up in my room. Sit down, I'Il go get it for you." He
started to leave, then turned back to the sitting boy, picked
up the magazine, and handing it to him whispered, "Check this
out, it's really hot!" Then he left and clomped up the stairs
and closed the door. He purposely made a lot of noise so the
boy would think he would be able to hear Jamie's return in
plenty of time. Just in case the magazine gave him the hots and
he didn't want to get caught as Jamie was.
  Tim set his collection book aside and nonchalantly picked up
the magazine. Hot? Probably a book on model airplanes or some-
thing like that, he thought. VIDEO PREVIEW read the rather
plain cover. Kid must be into science fiction movies or
something. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he
turned the page to see a massive close-up of a beautiful blonde
girl licking the head of some guy's huge thing just as it was
shooting stuff all over. Mainly, all over her face and lips. He
studied it for a moment longer, just to make sure his eyes were
focused properly, and to make sure that he was seeing what he
thought he was seeing. Then he slammed the magazine closed,
gulped, and took a deep breath. His eyes were still wide in
amazement. Guiltily, he looked about the room as if he expected
someone had caught him. Shots raced through his brain. He half
expected to see his priest standing there, or, God forbid, his
mother. He breathed easily, realizing he was indeed sitting
there alone, a nasty book in his hand, and a throbbing boner in
his shorts. His cock had shot up so fast he hadn't even been
aware of it.
  Tentatively, he opened the pages again. That first page
would have been enough to keep him in jackoffs for months. But
there was a whole magazine full, right there in his hands. He'd
never seen anything but nudes before. Where did that little
bugger get something like this? he thought. Probably swiped it
from his old man. The next page was even more exciting. The
blonde was lying on her side, a dark-haired man was behind her,
his cock was almost ALL THE WAY UP HER PUSSY. You could see
everything. Her stuffed hole, his huge prick, and his big
balls. He flipped a page. A blonde man had entered; he was
standing there with a roaring hardon. The other two were
looking up at him, smiling. The next photo showed him putting
his cock in the girl's mouth, while she still got fucked. And
below was a closeup of her sucking his cock. Then Tim turned
the page.
  "HOLY SHIT!" he cried out loud. The guy was still fucking
the girl, but he had leaned over her shoulder and was sucking
the other's guy's dick while the girl licked the shaft. On the
opposite page was a closeup of this same scene. Sure enough,
that guy had the other guy's cock in his mouth, and he was
sucking on it! The blonde was licking away, smiling up at him.
  Poor Tim. He was breathing heavily, even shaking a little.
His long dick had snaked down his leg and was poking out the
leg of his shorts. He was keenly aware of it, and kept an eye
on the stairway and his ears open for Jamie.
  What he didn't know was that Jamie was watching all of this.
There were two staircases, and he had slipped down the back one
from his bedroom. He watched Tim getting excited and his mouth
watered at the sight of the fat cockhead peeking out from those
sexy shorts. But he waited.
  Tim was anxious, but almost afraid to turn another page. He
reached down and gave his dick a little stroke, turned the
page, and gasped again. Eight 1/4-pages gave him various
glimpses of the most erotic, obscene things he could imagine:
Both guys were fucking the girl---one in her pussy, the other
in her asshole. The blonde guy was licking the other guy's
balls. Then he sucked his cock. Both guys were trying to put
their dicks in the girl's sucking mouth. The blonde guy was
fucking the girl while the dark-haired guy played with his
balls, while jacking his own meat. The girl and the blonde man
were sixty-nining while the dark man had his finger up the
other guy's ass. The dark guy was sitting on the blonde guy's
cock and had it right up his ass, while the girl was sitting on
the blonde guy's face and he was licking her pussy. The last
one really startled Tim. The dark-haired guy was licking out
the blonde guy's asshole---in extreme closeup---you could see
his tongue going right inside!
  Tim's dick was leaking profusely, and he made a grab for it.
Suddenly, Jamie was right there beside him.
  "I see you really like my magazine, Tim. Isn't it great?"
  Startled, Tim tried to stuff his stiff boner back into his
shorts. He dropped the magazine on the floor and made the
mistake of standing up. This only made his cock spring com-
pletely right out of his pants. He didn't know what to do. He
couldn't go upstairs in this condition. He muttered and stam-
mered, still trying to stuff his big piece of meat inside those
impossibly tight shorts.
  "Ah...gee...sorry Jamie, it's just that...well...golly!" The
poor boy was panicking, standing there showing his rock hard
erection to this little 12-year-old kid.
  Jamie took advantage right away. "Wait'll I tell my dad!" he
cried, looking disgusted at the nasty thing this older boy was
doing. "Your thing's hard--and it's dripping! HEY, DAD!"
he yelled.
  "Oh, no, Jamie!" he pleaded. "Don't call him, please. Don't
tell on me. I'll do anything. I'll give you the twenty dollars
he promised me."
  "Twenty dollars?" asked Jamie, curiously. "What for?"
  "For playing with you!" he blurted. "I mean, games, you
know."
  "I see," said Jamie, calmly, eyeing the softening dick.
"Okay, sit down, Tim." The scared boy did so immediately, now
able to stuff his dick back into his shorts.
  "Ah, what would you like to play?" asked Tim, anxious to get
on to other things, and out of this mess.
  "Teacher!" cried Jamie, sitting down next to Tim.
  "Teacher?" asked Tim. "I don't know that game."
  Jamie reached down and picked up the magazine from off the
floor. Opening it, he thrust it at Tim. "These games!"
  "Hey, oh no, oh no! I can't teach you games like that! I
don't even know them myself." He shook his head rapidly.
  "No, silly!"Jamie said, sliding his hand up Tim's leg. "I'm
gonna teach you!"
  "Hey, that's right, you little shit," he slapped Jamie's
hand away vigorously. "You gave me that queer magazine, then
sneaked up on me. You wanted to see my dick, didn't you?"
  "You bet!" Jamie exclaimed. "And it sure is a beauty!" He
grabbed for it and squeezed.
  "Get your fuckin' hands off me, you little pervert!"
  "DAD!" yelled Jamie.
  "Wait a minute! Hold on," whispered Tim. "Can't we make some
kind of a deal?"
  "Well...maybe. Will you let me suck your dick?"
  "HELL N...you really want to suck my dick? But that's
queer."
  "Seemed to excite you when you looked at the pictures!"
  "Well, ah, I was looking at the pussy."
  "Oh, stop being so fucking butch!" cried Jamie.
  "What does that mean?" Tim asked, confused.
  "Never mind, just stick your dick in my mouth."
  Feeling trapped, and a little excited about maybe getting
his first blowjob, Tim asked, hesitantly, "What if your dad
comes down?"
  "He won't. He's doing taxes and will be glad that he's not
being bothered. Besides, we can hear him open the door. Even if
he does, he'll call down. Now let me play with it!" Jamie knelt
on the floor between Tim's legs. The paperboy started to relax,
and suddenly found the whole thing rather amusing.
  "You really do want to lick my dick, don't you? Don't you
know that makes you a queer? That queers suck other guy's
dicks?"
  "Shows what you know," said Jamie, quite unperturbed. "Don't
you read? You can't be queer til you're 18. Until then they
just call it adolescent experimentation. That's what we're
doing--adolescent experimenting!"
  "Oh..." said Tim, dumbfounded. He wasn't sure if he believed
it or not, but for the moment it sounded real good.
  Sounded real good to me, too. When we built the playroom a
few months back, I installed a little annex. Just a little
room, actually, right off Jamie's staircase. I had been able to
watch the whole proceedings through our two-way mirror. That
kid was handling things so smoothly, it frightened me what his
future might be. Such a con artist!
  Jamie reached down and slowly ran his hands over the boy's
crotch. Tim leaned back onto the sofa and spread his legs wide.
The kid wants it...go for it little cocksucker!
  Within a minute, that long cock started to snake down Tim's
leg again. Jamie fingered it lightly, up and down the shaft,
around the head, back up again. His other hand teased the boy's
balls, his fingers going inside the shorts to tickle underneath
them. That blood-engorged knob stuck its head out again, and
the boy gasped as Jamie leaned down and ran his tongue over it.
It started leaking again, and Jamie was lapping it up. Tim was
totally entranced with what the boy was doing. He watched that
tongue lap around his cockhead, and the excitement made his
cock twitch. This is marvelous! he thought, and hiked the
elastic of his shorts up higher to cause more of his throbbing
cock to push out the leg opening, hoping the boy would soon
take it into his mouth. He wasn't about to encourage it,
however.
  Jamie didn't need encouragement. He drew the shorts up even
higher, exposing all of the long rigid cock. He dove on it,
sucking up and down fiercely, getting as much of it in his
little mouth as he could. He did this for a while, then
stopped, knowing he could not continue such pressure without
the boy blowing. He certainly didn't want this to end so
quickly!
  Neither did Tim. He was glad Jamie stopped when he did. He
almost shot the kid's mouth full of sperm!
  "Oh, that's great, Jamie. But watch out. If you suck like
that too much, I'm gonna shoot the stuff in your mouth!"
  "That's the idea, buster!" replied Jamie, acting snotty,
then laughing. Tim laughed too.
  "I've been wanting to do this to you for a long time," Jamie
cooed, holding that big dick up straight and licking the head.
  "Why me?" asked Tim, perplexed.
  "Because you're so fucking sexy! I always watch you
delivering papers in your shirt with no sleeves, and these
tight shorts. I especially like it when your ass bounces on
your bicycle seat!"
  Tim beamed. He never knew he was sexy. "My ass?" he asked.
"You even like my ass?"
  "Get up and pull these off, and I'Il show you how much. I'll
do the bottom of page 8!"
  Tim grabbed the book in curiosity, and turned to page 8.
The dark-haired guy had his tongue in the blonde guy's asshole.
"Oh, fuck!" he cried. "YOU WANNA DO THAT TO ME?"
  Jamie didn't answer, he just pulled those shorts down to
Tim's ankles, turned him around, and bent him over. He didn't
even have to scoot down. Tim's incredibly long, smooth legs put
his ass at just the right height. The boy moaned. Actually,
both boys moaned. Tim at the expectation. Jamie at the sight. I
watched my son licking his lips and gazing at the sweet cheeks.
He seemed to be purposely prolonging his own agony. Such a con-
noisseur, that lad. I shook my head again in amazement at the
wonder of such a young boy loving guys' assholes so much. I
watched him put his nose on it, and presumed he was breathing
deeply.
  "Oh, Timmy," he exclaimed, fondling the cheeks, "your
butthole smells so strong!"
  "Gee, Jamie, I'm really sorry. I wiped it real good this
morning, I thought. Don't do it then."
  "No, stupid. I mean it smells real good. Hot and sweaty. I
can just picture you on your bicycle seat, all naked!" He then
licked up and down the ass crack, spreading the buns wider, and
thrust his tongue inside. Tim went wild. He threw his head back
and thrust his ass back, pressing it against Jamie's exploring
mouth. He couldn't believe this was happening. Getting his cock
sucked, his asshole licked, and twenty bucks to boot.
  Jamie rimmed that hole for an eternity. Tim's knees were
starting to buckle, but he wasn't about to put a stop to this
incredible feeling. (Oh, Jamie. I'm gonna get you to suck my
asshole ALL THE TIME! I'll even ride up to your house naked on
my bike, with a roaring hardon, jump off and kneel in your
front yard so you can lick it for me. All the neighbors can
stand around and watch!) His imagination was running rampant.
He couldn't understand it. He liked girls. What was this little
boy doing to him? AND WHERE DID HE GET SUCH A BIG COCK?
  Jamie had somehow slipped down his pants while this rimming
was in progress, and Tim could see between his legs that the
boy was stroking his dick. It was almost as big as his!
  Finally, his knees gave way and he turned and slumped onto
the sofa, breathless. He grabbed his dick and started pumping
it. It was all too much!
  "Stop that!" cried Jamie, pulling Tim's hand away from his
cock. "Not yet!"
  "I gotta shoot, Jamie, I gotta shoot. You got me too fired
up. Suck it again, willya? Or just let me jack off in your
mouth. But I gotta cum!"
  "NO!" He got Tim calmed down. He wouldn't let him touch his
own cock, and he didn't touch it either. Slowly, it finally
stopped twitching.
  "Now," Jamie ordered, standing in front of the panting boy.
"Suck me!"
  "OK," said the exhausted boy, automatically, leaning toward
Jamie's middle. Then, "HEY, WAITAMINUTE! I'm not gonna suck no
guy's meat. Whaddaya pullin'?"
  "DAD!" Jamie yelled.
  "Hold off," cried Tim. "Golly, kid, don't you understand?
A guy like me can't just go around licking little boys'
peepees." Then he took another look at Jamie's stiff shaft and
started laughing. He pointed at the lad's overgrown prick and
said, "Man, that's sure no peepee! Where'd you get that
monster, anyway?"
  "Runs in the family," Jamie replied, smirking.
  "Yeah, sure, like you'd really know how big your old man's
hard dong is! Don't answer, I wouldn't be surprised. Oh, hell,
you little blackmailer..." Tim's shoulders fell. "If I suck it
a little, will you let me off the hook? AND DON'T CUM IN
MY MOUTH!"
  "OK, Timmy," Jamie agreed.
  "And don't call me Timmy."
  He leaned forward again, rested the foreign equipment in his
hand, and studied it. Looking up at Jamie's triumphant smiling
face with a smirk of resigned capitulation, he tentatively
stuck out his tongue and licked on the head of it. Not too
bad....hell, it's just skin. He put his lips completely over
the knob and sucked on it a little. Jamie reached down and held
his head softly, stroking his hair, and encouraging him to take
more of it. He did. He let it slip slowly into his mouth, inch
by inch, surprised that he was not stopping until he could see
just how much of it he could take. He had most of it, then
tightened his lips and sucked back off of it. (Say! This is
pretty good. I can't believe a cock feels so darn good in my
mouth. I think I'm beginning to understand why boys like to
suck other boys' dicks. It's like it's...well, just the perfect
thing to suck on. Kinda makes your mouth feel good. Might not
even mind sucking the juice out of it!)
  With these thoughts running wild, he soon found himself
sucking away like mad, desperately trying to get the little boy
to shoot his wad so he could taste it. See if it tastes as good
as his own!
  "ALL RIGHT! JUST WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON HERE, ANYWAY?"
It was time for my entrance.
  Tim shot off that cock in terror. His mind had been so
totally absorbed in enjoying his first delicious cocksucking,
that he was completely caught off guard and his mind froze.
  "I send you down here to befriend my son, and what do I
find? His pants down to his ankles," I pointed, "and you," I
pointed again, directly at him, "doing filthy things to him!
You dirty little pervert, I'll have to speak to your father
about this...corrupting my boy like that! Did he hurt you,
son?"
  "Well...his teeth scraped a little, Dad."
  I had to muffle a giggle, quickly, because the scared boy
was staring me directly in the eyes, still unable to speak.
"Explain yourself, boy!" I commanded.
  Finally, after a little while, he squeaked, "I...we...he...
we weren't doing anything, honest!" Then realizing that was a
really stupid thing to say, he went on the defensive. "He
started it," he growled, pointing at Jamie, who of course
looked the epitomy of innocence.
  "Gee, Dad. Tim just said he wanted to teach me a few fun
things. He brought along a magazine so we could do what was in
the pictures," Jamie lied through his teeth.
  "No, no!" Tim tried to justify himself. "Jamie had the dirty
pictures, not me!" He pointed at the magazine on the floor.
  I picked it up and scanned through the pages. My voice level
dropped considerably and I became calm. "Oh, dear. This is
really disgusting. Not for adults, mind you, but for young boys
this just won't do. My son wouldn't have something like this.
You brought it into this house to corrupt him." Tim was
struggling to put on his shorts. "You just remain the way you
are, young man!" I ordered, taking his shorts away. "I just
don't know what to do. Perhaps I should call your father right
now and have him come over to see you just the way you are!"
  "Oh, please, Mr. Benson. Honest. It was really all Jamie's
idea." He was pleading now, tears forming in his eyes. A little
pain before the ecstasy--I thought, looking into those lovely
eyes--never hurt a boy. "Jamie started playing with my..."
  "Now you stop that right now, young man. I have to think. I
really don't want to inform your father. Perhaps this is just a
case of adolescent experimentation, I don't know."
  "Yeah, that's it!" cried Tim. "What you just said. That's
what we were doin'!" He jumped at that one, as I expected he
would.
  I put my arm around Jamie. "Well, son, we don't want to get
the boy in bad trouble, do we?"
  "No, Pop," he agreed. "Actually, he was making me feel
pretty good. Get him to do it to you. It's great!"
  "NO!" cried Tim.
  "You suck my Dad's big prick, Tim Mulligan, or else we're
gonna tell on ya!"
  "Now, Jamie," I cautioned, "don't make things worse with
idle threats of blackmail. We'll do no such thing!"
  Jamie leaned over and whispered into Tim's ear, "I will
tell if you don't. I'll send him one of those nonymous
letters!" Then he straighted up and gleefully exclaimed, "It's
OK, Dad, he really LIKES DOIN' IT, doncha Tim?"
  Totally defeated, Tim muttered, "Yeah, I guess I do."
  "Wonderful!" cried Jamie. "Then it's settled. Whip it out,
Pop!"
  While Jamie was fumbling with the drawstring on my sweat-
pants, I looked at the dejected boy and reasoned, "Well, I
understand that homosexuality starts at an early age. And if
you're so inclined, Tim, I guess we'll just have to accept it.
I'm not one to turn down a blowjob, but only do it if you want
to. It makes a lot more sense than speaking to your father.
I'll just let you do that in your own good time."
  Frustrated with the knot, Jamie just whipped my pants
straight down. My big cock flopped right out. Timmy stared at
it, started to speak, then suddenly stopped. His bone was on
the rise. Jamie's was already up, and I was fighting an
erection. I couldn't seem too anxious. "Well, if you really
want to..." I singsonged, moving closer to the boy, my fat cock
flopping side to side.
  Tim's eyes glazed over, and he reached out for it. As soon
as his hand touched my cock, it started to grow. But before it
could attain much hardness, that boy had it stuffed in his
mouth. Sucking and slurping away, he grabbed ahold of my big
balls and fondled them. Looking over, I winked at Jamie.
  He stood there stroking his hardon, and gave me a disgusted
look of jealousy. Then he smiled, and I knew he was only
kidding. "Guess we should return the favor, hunh Pop? After
all, he sucked mine. I guess it wouldn't hurt me if I did the
same to him a little bit, OK?" He was already positioning
himself on the floor, between Tim's spread thighs.
  "Well, if you feel you should, son, go right ahead. I gave a
few buddies blowjobs when I was younger," I lied, "never hurt
me a bit. Looks like Tim's got a real nice one, too."
  At this confession, Tim pulled his mouth off my cock and
looked up at me. I could see his mind was comparing what I had
just said with my attitude at the beginning. It didn't make
sense, but he wasn't about to analyze it right then. He went
back down and contented himself with my stiff bone. His ass was
resting on the very edge of the sofa as he gave himself over to
Jamie's lickings. His cock, his balls, even his asshole
couldn't escape that magic tongue of Jamie's.
  My cock had gotten so hard and so long that Tim could no
longer get much of it in his mouth. He was licking around the
head, moaning softly, when suddenly he jerked free, as if a
thought had just finished formulating in his mind.
  "If you gave blowjobs when you were younger, Mr. Benson,
would you blow mine?"
  "Well, I don't know, Tim. I don't think that would be right,
sucking off my paperboy!"
  "Go ahead, Pop!" cried Jamie. "Fair's fair!"
  At last, it had developed into a game of fair's fair,
instead of threats and blackmail. Things were going rather
smoothly.
  "Why, I haven't done such a thing since I was a boy. You
sure do have a nice one, though! But I really shouldn't let my
son watch me sucking a boy's cock."
  Tim was hot as a firecracker, and this nonsense was no
longer on the agenda for him. "FUCKIN' PISS!" he exploded,
"You're watching Jamie suck cock right now! Look at him," he
looked down at his crotch, "he's got my cock down his throat to
the balls!"
  "You know...you're absolutely right, son," I relented. "Well
then, anything goes?"
  "Damn right, Mr. Benson. Anything goes! THIS IS FUCKIN'
FUN! SUCK MY BIG BONE!"
  "YES, SIR!" I knelt down next to Jamie. "You heard the man,
Squirt, give it up! It's my turn."
  Jamie removed his mouth from the throbbing rod and pushed it
towards my face. "Go for it Pop. I wanna watch!"
  "Watch, hell!" I exclaimed, "this is a joint effort. You
watch while you're licking his balls...and that thing you were,
ah, doing underneath."
  "You mean licking his butthole, Pop?"
  "Well, yes, I guess so. If that's what you were doing"
  "It sure was. You should try it."
  "Oh, gee, I don't know. Perhaps later. Right now..." and I
swooped down on his cock. The boy writhed in ecstasy, laying
back, watching as I took his leaking cock into my mouth and
deep-throated it. Jamie was slurping madly on his balls.
  This went on for awhile, then we both raised the boy's legs
so Jamie could get at his pink button. I resumed my cocksucking
while Jamie ate his hole. We catered to the boy's body for
quite some time, getting him really steamed up. I was careful
not to let him cum, laying off his cock and slipping down to
his balls. Jamie and I were quite close to each other. The
little bugger stuck his tongue up that hole, then pulled it out
and put it in my mouth. I sucked on it. Tim was unaware of this
little exchange. All he knew was that he had his legs up in the
air and there were these two faces doing incredible licking
things to his privates.
  I pushed Jamie aside and said, "Let me try that."
  Glassy-eyed, Tim looked down at us, slack-jawed, so
bewildered at the intense sensations he was feeling he looked
like the village idiot. I looked at him directly as I plunged
my tongue up his ass. In-and-out, in-and-out.
  "Oh, Mr. Benson!" he moaned.
  Jamie moved up beside him. Tim didn't hesitate, he just took
that cock right in his mouth. But it didn't last long. Jamie
pulled it out.
  "Thanks for getting it wet, paperboy. Now I'm gonna stick it
up your ass!" Jamie threatened.
  But Tim was beyond noticing the boy's sarcasm. "Yes, oh yes,
do anything you want. Just let me cum!"
  I pushed Tim's legs up higher, thoroughly exposing that
sweet virgin butthole, and helped guide Jamie into it. The
intrusion was foreign and the boy winced, then cried out.
"Ouch, jeez!" Jamie went a bit slower but didn't back out.
  "Just relax, Tim," I said. "It'll go away." I gently stroked
his cock, helping to alleviate the initial pain.
  But as soon as the pain passed, Tim's excited cock was
overwhelmed. Jamie was pushing on his prostate, which didn't
help matters.
  "Oh, oh!" he started to moan. I recognized the signal and
slacked off. Jamie slowed down to a crawl.
  "Tim, make it last. Think of something else, quickly.
Picture your mother standing over there watching you getting
fucked up the asshole!" A little severe, but it worked. He
looked at me and started to laugh. The crisis had passed. We
laughed too, and I kissed him on the mouth.
  "But I can't last much longer, Mr. Benson. IT JUST FEELS
TOO GOOD!"
  "Okay, boy. But concentrate on just how great that cock
feels up your ass, so that you'll want to do it again. Now,
Jamie, go to it. FUCK TIM'S ASS! I'm gonna suck down his hot
sweet balljuice!"
  "Yeah, Jamie Baby! FUCK ME!" he cried, pulling his own legs
back, thrusting his bottom out even further. I went down on
him.
  "OH, MR. BENSON!" was all he said as he flooded my sucking
mouth with violent spurts of pent-up boycream. Jamie shot up
his ass, his body shaking as he emptied his youthful 12-year-
old balls into his teenage heartthrob.
  Then, for the first time, I actually saw Jamie completely
lose control. He pulled his cock out and immediately slunk down
and clamped his mouth over Tim's anus. "Oh, I love it!" he
cried, sucking and slurping. "I love it, Tim. I Love You, I
really do! I'm sorry I lied!" He grabbed the cock from my hand
and started licking and sucking on the head of Tim's tender
cock.
  Amazed at the adulation, but much too tender for more
cocksucking, Tim raised Jamie off his bone and pulled him up
beside him. He kissed Jamie and put his arm around him, "Any
time, little buddy. We can always do it again," then he looked
sheepishly at me, "if it's alright with your dad."
  Before I could answer, Jamie blurted out, "Sure it's alright
with him. He wants to fuck you too!"
  What could I say! I just stood there looking dumb, with a
hard boner sticking out. I wasn't sure if the boy had caught on
that he had been hoodwinked, so I just kept my mouth shut. But
my cock was still on the rail and I had to get off.
  Tim, wiser to the world and still feeling lascivious,
suddenly felt stirrings in his loins again. He had been built
up to such a high pitch that one orgasm wasn't about to satisfy
him. He knew that if he got up and went home, he would only
jack off, reliving the afternoon. He made a decision.
  He got off the sofa and knelt down on the carpet, on all
fours, and fingered his asshole. "You wanna, Mr. Benson? Go
ahead, stick it in. Fuck me again. Lick it for me, Jamie. Your
Dad's gonna fuck me...aren't you, Mr. Benson?"
  "Are you sure, Tim?" I asked, hesitatingly.
  "I'm real sure, Mr. Benson," he said, stroking his cock. "I
think I've just been molested, and it sure ain't like they say
on TV, so MOLEST ME SOME MORE! Let me suck your dick, Jamie."
  Unfortunately, he was catching on. But I wasn't about to go
into it right then. I had a bone to pick. A real hard bone. I
knelt behind him and fondled those ripe melons. "I'll do the
licking, son," I said to Jamie. "You get up front and give the
boy what he asks for." I buried my face in his cheeks, tasting
the delicious anus that had just been deflowered, and was now
begging for more. Jamie scooted under Tim so he could suck on
his cock while Tim sucked on his. He also wanted to watch my
cock fucking his buddy. Even before I entered him, Tim had
swooped down and sucked in Jamie's prick. I ran my cock up and
down his ass crack several times, then gently pushed it in. He
gasped, but more by surprise than pain. But it did cause his
mouth to come up off of Jamie's cock.
  "Oh, yeah! Feels great. Uh, your cock tastes different than
before, Jamie," he remarked, curiously.
  Jamie's mouth was full so I supplied the explanation,
feeling just a trifle sadistic. "THAT'S BECAUSE IT WAS
JUST UP YOUR ASS, Tim!"
  "OH, SHIT!" he cried, more by exclamation than by explana-
tion. He looked the cock over and giggled. "Oh, well, doesn't
matter now, I've already licked it clean!" and he went back
down on it, slurping even more vigorously, feeling quite
naughty.
  I looked down and became even more aroused, if possible, at
seeing Jamie watching my cock penetrating Tim's cute butthole,
his mouth stuffed full. I pulled out once and ran my cock
across Jamie's face, banging it against his nose. Then I shoved
it back in and started some serious fucking. The boy could take
it, and pushed his buttocks back for more. Wasn't long before I
heard the moanings of the two boys. They were spurting into
each other's mouths. I raised up onto my feet and squatted
down, fucking up into that sweet asshole and quickly dumping a
hot load. I could feel him tightening, then releasing, then
tightening again around my cock. The boy's asshole was incred-
ible. He was a natural! In a flash, I pulled out and sprawled
down, grabbing his cheeks. I spread them wide and lowered them
onto Jamie's exhausted face. "Suck it out, Squirt! Quick, get
your mouth on there and SUCK OUT DADDY'S CUM!" I watched
intently as Jamie obediently, and quite willingly, allowed my
deposit to dribble out of that gaping hole into his sucking
mouth. It was so exciting to watch I even shot again onto the
carpeting.
  Later, Tim said it was nothing in particular that gave us
away, it was just that he gradually realized that perhaps he
had been taken in. But he said that was okay, it had all been
the most fun he had ever had! He said he would turn us in if we
didn't do it on a regular basis. We heartily agreed, and the
next week Tim fucked my ass and rimmed us both. We even had
Clint over a couple of times, and Tim went crazy having that
big thing up his butt.
  Tim and Jamie became closer as time went on. They've been
together now for ten years, as lovers. The age difference
between them now is meaningless. I was sorry to lose my son as
a lover, but I'm so happy for the boys. At least I was able to
officiate at the first time someone, that is Tim, fucked my
boy's butt besides me. It was tremendously exciting. I had my
face in there, real close, watching every inch as it penetrated
Squirt's little anus. Every once in a while the boys will still
put on a show for me...and Clint..we've become quite close,
also. Not exactly lovers, but might as well be. Occasionally,
we'll fuck the boys, side by side. Usually, though, it's them
fucking us, side by side. They get a particular thrill out of
teasing us--you know, fucking over-the-hill studs in the ass.
Making us lick their assholes. It's all in fun. They especially
like fucking Clint, my butch construction worker. And he's
taken to cock-up-the-ass as much as the rest of us. And Jamie's
still a smart-ass. Remembering that first meeting with Clint,
he still likes to bend him over occasionally and remark, "Boy,
mister, your balls and butthole sure smell!"


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