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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
6,100
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction about oral & anal sex between men and boys, aged 10-16. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coinc
Chapter 19
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 19
All the men were jerking in their sleeping bags, with Benny's father being the noisiest. "Oh, yeah, Jason, that's the way. Fuck, you know the way I like it!" The verbal stream was partly spontaneous, but partly intentional, for Frank wanted to reassure his son that it was ok to let another man play with his dick.
Benny smiled and began to imitate his dad. "Yeah, Philip, that feels good. My weewee never felt like that before."
"It ain't a weewee, Son." Frank corrected him. "Dammit, real men don't have weewees. We have cocks. Now tell us, what is Philip doing to you?"
"He's squeezing my we, I mean my cock, Daddy. And he's making it real hard, Daddy."
"Good boy. Now you wrap your little hand around Philip's cock and return the favor."
"You want me to do that, Mr. Maggio?"
"You bet, Benny. But you gotta call me Philip." Soon Philip was speechless. The touch of a ten-year old's hand on his mantool was too much. He quickly lost it and shot his wad inside the sleeping bag.
"Wow!" Benny said, pulling his sticky jizz-covered hand out to look at it in the light.
"That's cum, Son!" Frank explained. "That's what men do with their cocks. Here, let me show you." Frank pushed himself up out of the sleeping bag to show Benny his engorged penis. "OK, Jason, bring me around." Jason gave his friend's cock a few more squeezes and soon Benny saw his father shoot a wad of white mancream halfway across the tent where it hit Wallace's chest. The old man scooped it up and licked it. Benny looked at his own hand and stuck his tongue on Philip's cum. "That's it, Son. You lick it up. Cum is good for you. In a few years, you'll make your own.
When Wallace and Jason were ready to shoot their loads, they aimed them right at Benny's face. Giggling, he slurped up the men's cream. "Fuck, Daddy, you never told me you have so much fun when you go camping." That night, Benny fell asleep wrapped tight in Philip's arms, with dried cum and a big smile on his face.
On their next camping trip, Benny learned about blow jobs. He did a pretty good job of imitating his father's sucking style. And he certainly loved it when all the men sucked his little wiener. Not only that, they also bagged a deer. Even though it was Jason's arrow that took the buck down, all five shared in the prize. Wallace took it back and butchered it, dividing the meat four ways. Benny was given the antlers to hang on his wall; whenever he looked at them, he got the taste of cum in his mouth. One evening, the five of them gathered at Jason's apartment where he cooked up the buck's balls for them to share, after which they ate each other's balls. Benny felt like a real man now. At home, he often told his mom he was going to "help Daddy in the basement." She had no idea her husband and son were jerking and sucking each other down there. Nor did she know that when Benny went next door to look at Wallace's stuffed animal collection, he was getting his mouth stuffed with Wallace's own meat. One time when he rode his bike over to the Maggio house, and came home with a brand new belt that Philip had hand tooled for him with cowboy designs. His mother didn't know he also came home with a mouthful of Italian cream.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 19
All the men were jerking in their sleeping bags, with Benny's father being the noisiest. "Oh, yeah, Jason, that's the way. Fuck, you know the way I like it!" The verbal stream was partly spontaneous, but partly intentional, for Frank wanted to reassure his son that it was ok to let another man play with his dick.
Benny smiled and began to imitate his dad. "Yeah, Philip, that feels good. My weewee never felt like that before."
"It ain't a weewee, Son." Frank corrected him. "Dammit, real men don't have weewees. We have cocks. Now tell us, what is Philip doing to you?"
"He's squeezing my we, I mean my cock, Daddy. And he's making it real hard, Daddy."
"Good boy. Now you wrap your little hand around Philip's cock and return the favor."
"You want me to do that, Mr. Maggio?"
"You bet, Benny. But you gotta call me Philip." Soon Philip was speechless. The touch of a ten-year old's hand on his mantool was too much. He quickly lost it and shot his wad inside the sleeping bag.
"Wow!" Benny said, pulling his sticky jizz-covered hand out to look at it in the light.
"That's cum, Son!" Frank explained. "That's what men do with their cocks. Here, let me show you." Frank pushed himself up out of the sleeping bag to show Benny his engorged penis. "OK, Jason, bring me around." Jason gave his friend's cock a few more squeezes and soon Benny saw his father shoot a wad of white mancream halfway across the tent where it hit Wallace's chest. The old man scooped it up and licked it. Benny looked at his own hand and stuck his tongue on Philip's cum. "That's it, Son. You lick it up. Cum is good for you. In a few years, you'll make your own.
When Wallace and Jason were ready to shoot their loads, they aimed them right at Benny's face. Giggling, he slurped up the men's cream. "Fuck, Daddy, you never told me you have so much fun when you go camping." That night, Benny fell asleep wrapped tight in Philip's arms, with dried cum and a big smile on his face.
On their next camping trip, Benny learned about blow jobs. He did a pretty good job of imitating his father's sucking style. And he certainly loved it when all the men sucked his little wiener. Not only that, they also bagged a deer. Even though it was Jason's arrow that took the buck down, all five shared in the prize. Wallace took it back and butchered it, dividing the meat four ways. Benny was given the antlers to hang on his wall; whenever he looked at them, he got the taste of cum in his mouth. One evening, the five of them gathered at Jason's apartment where he cooked up the buck's balls for them to share, after which they ate each other's balls. Benny felt like a real man now. At home, he often told his mom he was going to "help Daddy in the basement." She had no idea her husband and son were jerking and sucking each other down there. Nor did she know that when Benny went next door to look at Wallace's stuffed animal collection, he was getting his mouth stuffed with Wallace's own meat. One time when he rode his bike over to the Maggio house, and came home with a brand new belt that Philip had hand tooled for him with cowboy designs. His mother didn't know he also came home with a mouthful of Italian cream.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.