My son's boyfriend Kurt (part10- Kurt's perspective)
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Characters: Jack- the father (36yo 5ft11- 7.5"), Kate- his wife,
Tom- oldest son (12yo 4ft7- 4"), Brady- youngest son (10yo 4ft3- 3.5"), Kurt-
PE teacher (26yo 6ft6- 10"), Chuck- Kurt's neighbor (44yo 5ft8- 8"), Atlas-
Chuck's son (17yo 6ft2- 9"), Devin Walton- principal son (13yo 5ft2- 5"), Mr.
Hunter Walton- the principal (48yo 6ft3- 11.5")
Kurt's Perspective: I left Jack's house the
morning after our orgy with Chuck and Atlas with my baby Tommy on my arm. Man
oh man was I wrong about Jackie, I knew he could be a pervert, most of these
fathers in this creepy suburbs can be brought to enjoy some kinky fun with
young boys, but Jack had proven to me to be a box full of surprises; He was
more eager, more willing, and more excited to participate in anything I could
bring to him. Not only that, but he was also already taking the initiative,
with Brady and now, apparently, with his brother in law and nephew.
But there was also something different about Jack and
his boys compared to other dads in the community who fucked and whored out
their sons. He was as kinky and nasty as any of them but also passionate and
loving to the boys and me; I surprised myself a couple of times sharing actual
intimate moments with the grown man, which, he seemed to enjoy as much as he
did the ones with his sons. He wasn't just high on pedo sex and that made me
wonder about my own standing on my own community.
I had been introduced into the scene at just 9 when my
neighbor Chuck caught me smoking on our back alley. Even as a kid I had all
this macho attitude, so I tried to threat the then 17 yo latino
captain of the football team to keep his mouth shut or else I would kick him in
the nuts. Chuck laughed at me and invited me to his room with the promise of
giving me more cigarettes and a puff of his blunt. I followed him and he
demanded that I sucked his cock first; I wrestled him on his bed, offended that
he thought I was a fag, but he was obviously so much stronger than me, and he ended
up ripping apart my clothes and standing up on top of me. "Listen huev"n" He said to me in that thick Spanish accent
of him. "You don't have to suck my verga if
you don't want to. But if you don't, I won't give you la maría."
I remained under him for what felt like an eternity. I
was already the toughest kid in 4th grade, probably even 5th.
Kids in the neighborhood knew not to mess with me, I was taller than them,
stronger than they were, short tempered and didn't mind throwing punches. I
relished in this persona, that's why I had started smoking the year before and
drinking too; It made me feel dangerous and I loved seeing those kids look at
me in awe and fear when I lit a cigarette or guzzled down a beer. My parents didn't
give one fuck: Mom was an alcoholic who spent more time in the bar than she did
at home, where she only came to pass out next to the toilet, where she could
throw up, and dad came just once a week, looked at me disapprovingly, left an
envelope with a few dollars on the front door table, and left. Having this thug
give me drugs would be so cool for me, but could I suck a dick?
I tentatively opened my mouth and Chuck let out a
devilish grin. "De puta madre! Voy a chingaros como
a una perra, wey". Said Chuck as he let out his
dark throbbing meat from his dirty trousers.
That same day he ended up fucking me after giving me
copious amounts of pot. To be honest I can hardly remember the experience, just
that after that day I knew that, apparently now, I had a new way to interact
with people, particularly the older boys I was so desperate to emulate.
The hands of my little Tommy fidgeting with the knot
on my sweats brought me back to reality. I was driving to the soccer field on
the eastside of town. "Hey there baby. You didn't even think to ask
permission?"
"I'm sorry babe." Said my Tommy without actually
stopping. "It's just... This past couple of days have been so hot with you and,
my dad and, Brady... All of us together... and now that mummy knows that I can have
a boyfriend. I never want to be apart from you."
"Me neither my love." I told him with a smile and
reaching my arm around his tiny body. He managed to get my meat out of my
pants, and he leapt out of his seat to have better access to engulf it. He was
a pro at it by this point and managed to get more than half of it down his
throat with barely any hesitation on the first go, even in this uncomfortable
position.
I've had little boyfriends before, but I don't think
I've ever cared so much about any of them as I've had for Tommy. He just gets
me, he is horny as hell, wants it every hour of the day, he is not jealous and
is also down to go around and share his gifts with anyone I tell him to and
there is nothing hotter than to see my little boy getting fucked by all these
men that are so horny for him. But he is also so sweet and thoughtful, and
something that no other boy I've ever been with before has ever actually shared
with me, I actually enjoy talking with him and spending time with him outside
our sexual activities. He really is the total package.
He kept guzzling on my thick cock as the sounds of
slurping and panting filled my car. Tommy never minded about getting caught or
anyone seeing, the little slut was so horny that was down to do anything
anywhere so when we stopped at a red light and a truck stopped next to us, instead
of stopping or conceal the child blowing me I rolled down the window.
The men sitting next to me looked in our direction and
gasped, followed by a thunderous laugh and one of them exclaimed "Fuck yeah!". They
were two middle aged sturdy and hairy bald men who clearly were enjoying the
show.
The one closest to me pulled out his phone and took a
picture and Tommy, on hearing the camera noise, pulled up his head leaving
barely the tip of my dick on his mouth and smiled. Wanting to give the old
fucks a good show in the few seconds before the light changed, he licked my
prick from base to top, showing his cute little tongue and making a spectacle
of worshiping my cock and balls, and then, with all his might, he engulfed all
ten inches of my dick in one go.
"Fuck!" one of the men in the truck exclaimed on
seeing this. I couldn't see but from the movement of their arms I could guess
they were probably stroking their cocks right now. This exhibitionism turned me
on so fucking much, my cock got especially hard inside my boy's throat.
The light turned green, and I gave the guys in the
truck a thumbs up and they waved at me as I drove away. We arrived at the field
all too soon and I still hadn't blown my load. I wondered if I could find a
quiet spot to finish the job before going in but saw the parking lot was
already filled and, worst of all, some soccer moms getting out of their cars
with their children.
It would be so fucking hot to fuck the boys in front
of their mommas, but it was so risky, I knew that. Their fathers I could
control but the women were a different story. It was so fucking late already
that I couldn't even drive away to blow my load and come back, fuck.
I gently pulled Tommy out of my dick. "Baby we're
here."
He whimpered like a baby being pulled from a tit. "But
we're not done!"
"I know, we'll have to finish later. Remember you're
coming home with me today." I said with a grin. To this Tommy smiled and he sat
back in his seat.
I tucked my cock in my pants and hid my erection the
best I could by tying a sweatshirt around my waist as I walked to the field.
Around 20 boys ages ten to thirteen were already running around the grass, stretching,
or just fooling around. I blew my whistle and got them all in order and to
gather around me, so I just asked them to do some drills and they started
jumping around the field over brightly colored plastic cones and ropes.
Some parents used these summer practices as excuses to
hang out as they watched their children exercise which meant I had a fucking
audience while I hung out with the kids. They sat around a picnic table and
screamed to their kids stupid bullshit about how good they were doing and how
proud they were while the kids completely ignored them or were annoyed by them.
At some point I had them divide into two groups and
play a friendly match. I made one of the two teams take off their shirts to
distinguish which team was which. Seeing the kids in their tiny shorts, some
shirtless, with their sweaty bodies running around, touching each other,
grabbing their bodies as they followed the ball, well, it was a sight to
behold.
Most parents were none the wiser about my reasoning to
get them half naked but some of the dads knew me and knew that most of this
boys were fucking sex machines and had gone wild on my cock, so they gave me
knowing glances with devilish grins. I didn't pay them a lot of attention, I
knew they were fucking their sons too; hell, I made that happen I was
mesmerized with the young bodies running around the field in front of me.
Devin, a thirteen year old African American boy who
was, at the moment, waiting on the sides as a replacement, came and sat next to
me and smiled.
Devin was one of the biggest sluts I'd ever known. We
met when he was just eight and he had heard from his cousin what I was doing
with other boys. I don't usually go for boys that young, but he wore me down eventually.
With his beautiful dark chocolate skin, brown eyes, a lean complexion and, a
relentless pursuit I eventually had to put my dick in his mouth just to shut
him up.
He was the youngest I'd ever had and the most
passionate. I thought about making him my boyfriend, but it hadn't been a week
since the first time I fucked him when he came to me with the load of another
man in his pussy. It was his father's, a giant black man who happened to be the
principal at the school I worked at, Mr. Walton. I knew then that perhaps I
could continue fucking little Devin, but he would always belong to his papa.
At the present moment Devin was not accompanied by
anyone so he just sat on my lap and began wiggling his but on my dick, nudging
my shaft in between his cheeks. I could feel that he had put on a bit of weight
and muscle since I last fucked him a couple months ago. I discreetly caressed
his adolescent body, making it look like I was just holding him not to fall.
He continued to rub my dick against his hips, humping
gently, as he leaned his body backwards and leaned his head against my face. I
could smell his hair.
Over his shoulder I could see the bulge in his shorts.
Devin was growing to be a very big men, which was not surprising considering
that his father had a schlong that was even bigger than mine. We had tag teamed
Devin several times and Mr. Walton dick had the biggest cock I had seen in my
life, an eleven and a half inches of mahogany brown dick that hung low, even
when erect, and that made little Devin mad with pleasure when his dad pounded
him like the little slut he was.
Apparently, Mr. Walton had known that I was fucking
the boys of the school and, wanting me to break in his own child, conducted his
nephew to arouse little eight year old Devin to get hot and horny for me, so I
would initiate him, and once broken in, he could have his way with the boy. The
initiation of Devin had apparently been much longer than that and his dad had
been showing him porn for years and had his cousin touching him and licking his
asshole since before I met him.
Now Devin was grinding on my meat hard. Now I like to
be adventurous, but this was getting a little too reckless, the boy was panting
wildly and shaking his entire body against me. I was still fully hard tho, but I was a bit worried that the parents behind us
might catch us, so I held his body trying to make him stop.
Accidentally I put one of my hands over his naked
nipple which I knew was like kryptonite for this kid, and I heard him let out a
strangled moan and I saw a wet spot begin to appear on his shorts as his body
tensed. He was cumming in my arms.
I held him for a minute hopping no one noticed us and
waiting for the boy's orgasm to subside, the whole thing must've lasted less
than five minutes since he sat on my lap. Sometimes I forget how hormonal teens
can get.
"Damn boy," I finally said when I sensed his body
beginning to go limp, "all that just from dry humping?"
"I'm so sorry..." He said with shame in his voice. "I
don't know what came over me."
"It's fine." I said looking behind us at the parents
table, they were immersed in a discussion and not looking at our direction. "No
one saw."
"I just been so horny lately, and daddy hasn't touched
me in a week!" he exclaimed holding back tears.
"Really?" I was surprised. Mr. Walton had an
exceptionally high sexual appetite, he fucked his son several times a day,
sometimes pulling Devin out of class to fuck him in the middle of the day and
blowing several loads in just one session. Devin had probably not gone a single
day without getting fucked several times for four years. "That's odd, is he
away?"
"No, he's just busy preparing for the new school
year." He was now full on crying.
"Well, it's probably just that, I'll call him later
and see what's up, ok?" I asked him patting his head. Devin nodded but didn't
stop crying. I noticed that, even though the adults weren't paying attention to
us the kids certainly were: "Devin, why don't you go clean yourself up, I got
to finish practice." I said giving him a pat in the rear.
He looked up and saw all his friends looking at him,
sitting on my lap crying with a gigantic cum spot on his shorts and ran to the
locker room. Not that the other boys would be very surprised to see that he
just came on my lap, most days at school I was fooling around with one or two
of them on the stands, but most boys don't like to cry in front of their
friends.
The rest of the afternoon went without much of
anything interesting going on until it was time to wrap up and Tommy and I were
putting the cones and other equipment away in the shed and I received a phone
call from Kate, Tommy's mother.
"Good evening Mrs. Donald." I responded very courteous
but unable to hold back a devilish smirk. On hearing his mother's name Tommy
quickly approached and looked at me with puppy eyes and a cheerful smile.
"Um... Hi... Mr. Richardson. Good evening to you as well."
She said sounding quite uncomfortable. "I guess you have already talked with my
husband."
I winked to Tommy. "Yes, he has spoken to me about
Tom. I gotta say what he proposed seems quite strange and very shocking. Not to
mention completely illegal."
"I know, I know... Believe me, I am myself having a hard
time coming to terms with this all, but we've realized it's most likely the
best course of action for Tom."
"That's what your husband said. But still I have my
misgivings about all of this. You must comprehend in what a dangerous situation
you are putting me in Mrs. Donald. I love Tom but this is crossing a line." I
needed to make her feel like all of the responsibility was falling on her so
she could not turn on me later.
"I understand but I know you wouldn't hurt him, and I
just want to make sure he is not doing anything dangerous with any stranger out
there. I know I'm asking a lot of you Mr. Richardson but please if you could
just consider it. As a fellow educator I know you value the well-being of the
boys. And Jack, and I would just feel so much more comfortable if you were the
one to take this steps with our Tom."
I gave a thumbs up to Tommy who proceeded to jump
around like he just scored a goal. "Well, you are right about that Mrs. Donald.
The last thing I'd want is for Tom to get hurt. Mr. Donald told me that he was
the one that said he was interested in me, you know if that's true? I wouldn't
want to force myself on him."
"Oh yes!" She said excitedly. "We didn't pressure Tom
at all about who to pick, my husband just asked him who he liked, and they came
up with your name. Does that mean you'll consider it?"
"I'll meet with them and when you are back, we'll meet
with you as well Mrs. Donald..."
"Oh please call me Kate."
"Ok, Kate, as soon as I can I'll meet with them, and
we'll see how it goes. Does that sound good?"
"Perfect. Thank you so much Mr. Richardson." Said Kate
with a sigh of relief.
"I guess you can call me Kurt from now on as well, ok
we'll talk soon. Bye." I said with a grin.
"Ok bye Kurt." She said and hung up.
"Well Tommy it seems that you are officially my
boyfriend!" Tommy ran to me and jumped into my arms laughing. I grabbed him on
the air and just pushed him towards me and began to make out with him not
caring that we were outside and completely in public. I felt invincible at that
moment.
"You should be more careful doing that out here." We
heard a thunderous deep voice coming from the shadows of the bushes near the
shed and we both turned into that direction. A tall black man appeared from
between the branches smiling at us.
"Principal Walton!" Screamed Tommy with a mixture of
surprise and delight. I got him down from my arms and he ran to the school
principal and French kissed him. The man was tall, not as much as me but still,
enough that he had to bend to reach for Tommy's face. He was well dressed, as
always, wearing a light blue button up and a pair of tight chinos. He was of a
sturdy complexion, and you could tell when he was young, he must've been an
athlete, and remained very muscular, only now he also had a bit of a belly, and
a thicker frame. His skin was very dark, the color of dark chocolate and he
shaved his head completely bald.
"Hey Hunter! Good to see you. Devin was here before."
I told him remembering the conversation I had before with the boy.
"I know. He called me." He said with a slight
annoyance on his voice.
"We were about to head home; you want to come?" I
asked him.
"Don't you have to take the little twig to his house?"
"Nope." I said triumphantly. "As of tonight both of
Tommy's parents know we're boyfriends so we can do whatever we want." Tommy
smiled widely and gave a little giggle.
"You fucking have it all Kurt." Said Mr. Walton with a
grin but a tone that denoted frustration. We finished packing up quickly and
headed for my car. Tommy sat on Hunter's lap, and I drove us to my home which
wasn't far and ten minutes later we were sitting on my living room.
Tommy was about to sit with us when I asked him to go
upstairs to prepare us a couple of blunts. Hunter seemed disappointed at this,
clearly not wanting to wait to shove his dick in little Tommy, but I left him
no option. "I got to talk to Mr. Walton, don't come back down until I call
you." Tommy knew he always had to obey me without hesitation, so he sprinted
upstairs.
"What the fuck man?!" Asked Hunter in an angry tone.
"What is wrong with you I'm fucking bursting here!"
"No; What is wrong with you?!" I was pissed at him.
"Your son fucking came crying at me today because you've been ghosting him and
instead of going to him you come here? What's your problem dude?" I was not
used to talk with the principal this way. He was one of the few people I
considered my equal so raising my voice at him was very intimidating for me.
"Get off my back! He is my fucking son, and I can do
whatever I want with him!"
"He might be your son, but you gave him up for me to
open him up for you. What the fuck is going on?"
"I just not been up to it that's all..."
"Bullshit! If you're not up to it, what are you doing
here?" Mr. Walton seemed like he was about to jump on me and attack. I was
getting nervous and looked at him very directly without flinching, waiting to
see what was going to happen. Finally he let out a deep sigh and looked
defeated, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and hiding his face on
his hands:
"It's just... He is growing up..."
"Are you telling me you don't want him now that he is
13?" Kurt knew that some people only wanted young children, he himself
preferred them young but he didn't think a parent would drop their child
because he got older.
"No it's not that. He is about to start High School.
Next year he will no longer be in the same building as me. I've just gotten so
used to being always with my boy, calling him over at lunchtime, going to and
from school with him, having quick blowjobs between classes. And it just hit me
that all of that has just come to an end. He is a prolific slut, you know that;
If he can take five guys in a day he does, if ten better. I've only been so
close to him so far because we spend all day together but now, he'll be in a
building filled with hormonal guys looking to have sex at all times of the day.
He is going to grow out of me. Isn't it better if I cut my loses and let him
fly? Besides I'm gonna need a new piece of gash to stick my dick in on the next
year or I'll go crazy. Before Devin I had his cousin and before that I was
honestly a monster."
I sat there for a moment reflecting on what Hunter had
just told me. It was true that Devin's appetite, much like his father, was
insatiable. High school would be a very different experience for him, all those
boys thinking 24/7 of sex, he was going to be drowning in dick. Plus I knew
some of the teachers at the local High School and they were also fooling around
with their students. For sure Devin would be a very popular slut there.
Also I had spent some nights at the Walton household.
It was truly a non-stop fuckfest. The needs of Hunter
Walton were difficult to satisfy, and he had been very lucky to have such an
eager and enthusiastic son but if Devin and Hunter broke up, they would both
have to find solace somewhere else.
Still I thought that treating Devin this way was just
plain wrong. He didn't deserve to lose his father's affection and dick out of
the blue just because he was scared. Hunter had to grow some balls and talk to
his son, and he had more than a month to get his affairs in order before the
new schoolyear started:
"Listen up, man. You know I respect you and that I
love Devin, and he doesn't deserve for you to leave him in the dust like this.
He is a fucking mess and has no idea why you are abandoning him. It's true that
things are going to change but he is still your fucking son, he'll still live
in your house, and he loves you so stop being a baby and talk to him."
"I know you are right but, fuck, it breaks my heart."
He said sitting back in the sofa but still looking down.
"I know. But you are not losing him, you are just
having a different relationship. You always knew he was too wild to be just
yours man."
"And what am I going to do next year?"
"You still have some time to figure that out. There's
plenty of boys who want a dom daddy. We'll find you
one." He mumbled a sound of approval and then we sat in silence for a few
seconds, neither one of us too comfortable with the situation we were in. Sure
Hunter and I were used to get naked together and pound the children of the
school like there was no tomorrow which would usually indicate a high level of
proximity, but we rarely spoke of anything other than sex or the boys.
To be honest, a few weeks ago I probably wouldn't even
have gotten involved into the whole issue if Devin had come to me. Sure I was
always nice to my boys, but I rarely got too involved with their personal lives
but, seeing how much Tommy loved me, and how close he was with his dad and
brother, it kinda melted my heart and was making me
reflect on how I treated all of my boys too. Seeing Hunter so distraught for
loosing Devin, who I knew was the person he loved the most in the world, made
me realize how fucked I would feel too if I were to lose my Tommy and now, I
wanted to help.
I reached with my hand to Hunter's thigh and gave him
a friendly stroke. "It will all look better in the morning, I'm sure." He gave
me a half smile, not entirely convinced but seemingly comforted by my words.
"Now, should I call Tommy back down to see if he has gotten those joints
finished or what?"
"Hell yeah!" said Hunter enthusiastically. We both
stood up and began walking upstairs. We entered my room to find Tommy
butt-naked sitting on his knees on my bed, with a blunt lit between his lips
and rolling another with his nimble little fingers. He smiled when he saw us
come in and a large cloud of smoke left through the corners of his lips. I
loved it when I saw my little boy smoking, it was so perverse and yet so hot.
Hunter took the initiative here and, like he couldn't
wait any longer, and he probably couldn't, he ripped out his shirt, making the
buttons fly all around the room as he jumped to the bed where Tommy greeted him
with a giggle. I immediately followed him pulling out my own t-shirt in the
process.
We fell on either side of the boy as he continued to
giggle, and I proceeded to take the blunt out of his mouth and put it into mine
taking a long deep puff off of it while Hunter dove into his lips for a deep
aggressive kiss. I could see smoke from Tommy's last puff escape through the
edges of their lips as they passionately ate each other's mouths.
I was feeling left out of the action, so I exhaled my
owns smoke on their faces breaking their spell. They both looked at me with a
grin and I just jumped to French kiss my little boyfriend tiny lips. I could
taste in his mouth the weed and I just pushed my tongue inside him almost
trying to face fuck him. I felt Hunter's hand on mine as he took the blunt from
me and took a deep hit as well, we were all getting baked tonight.
As I kept making out with Tommy when we heard Hunter
exclaim; "Fuck kid, tonight is not the night for fucking foreplay, get between
my legs and suck me off you little fag!" We looked down and saw that he had
unzipped his pants, and his monstruous 11.5 inch cock was standing there in
between his legs. It was so damn big that he never quite managed to get it all
the way erect, but he was grabbing the base with his hand and was oozing precum
like crazy, indicating how horny he was.
Tommy looked at me for approval, he knew that when
having group sex I had to give him the heads up for him to touch another men's
cock, so I just smiled and slightly nodded, and he smiled and turned around,
grabbing the top of his principal's cock, and beginning to lick the head of the
dark brown dick.
This exposed his naked ass in front of my face, so I
opened his ass-cheeks and began eating his hot little pussy. The little pink
hole was so sweet and tight, even after all the big dick that had gone through
it, that when my tongue when into it I still felt the tightness of his anus
gripping around me. I could taste in his ass some of my own special THC lube
that I use to prepare and relax the little boy's bodies in order to fuck them;
my smart boy had prepared for the night. I spat on his hole as I felt Tommy
shiver and move his ass on my face, asking for more.
Meanwhile Hunter had grabbed Tommy's face and had
begun to press him down further on his meat. Tommy was a pro by this time on
sucking big dick, but this one was something else, and he was having trouble
getting it all the way down his throat, as he kept gagging and pushing up to
get air and spitting on it so he could lube it up to deep throat the black
monster.
My little boy was persistent tho,
and he never complained, so he kept going at it with renewed determination to
get to the base of Mr. Walton's gigantic cock.
Hearing the noises of Tommy gagging and grasping for
air as he struggled to get all of that dick down his prepubescent throat was
making me so horny that I just managed to take off my sweats with one hand
without moving positions, so my dick sprung out and was now next to my baby's
face and slapped him while he sucked the other men. I felt his cheeks wet with
all the gag spit that must've been covering his face at this moment.
By this point his hole was nice and wet so, without
warning or any other lube than my spit, I just fully inserted three fingers
inside his anus as deep as I could get them. Hunter was right, there was no
time for foreplay.
Tommy let out a loud grunt mixed with a moan as he
felt his hole assaulted by my digits, and he lifted his head up in the air like
a puppy getting injured. He was used to being fucked raw and hard, but he was
still so sensitive. After the initial shock he just closed his eyes and moaned
"Yes daddy, fuck me!" and he began to wiggle his ass on my fingers as he
grabbed our cocks with his hands.
Hunter was giving him a devilish smirk and said: "Who
told you to stop sucking bitch? Put both of those dicks into your mouth!"
It was physically impossible for the little tyke to
fit the two massive dongs inside his little mouth, still he pushed the two
mushroom heads together, black and white, and began liking them both, slurping
them and trying to suck the tip and get some of the top of them into his mouth.
As he did this Hunter moved closer to me and began
inspecting my little boyfriend's anus as I continued finger fucking him. He
spat in his hole and proceeded to insert one of his large black fingers inside
along mine, and then another, and another. It got to a point where he got his
hand nearly to his thumb inside Tommy's hole, and that's without counting my
three fingers.
Tommy was by this point panting and grinding over us
heavily, his anal stimulation had got him so hard I could feel his little dick
leaking in between me and my friend's body. Hunter was breathing heavily as
well, he could not wait any longer and he said "God, I fucking need to breed
this slut now!" And he yanked his hand out of the little boy's ass and pulled
him on all fours on the bed positioning himself behind him doggy style.
"Fuck yeah!" I exclaimed seeing him point his massive
schlong slap on top of Tommy's perfectly white hips. "Fucking seed my baby's
ass you nasty black pedo!" I said as I moved to put myself in front of Tommy to
feed him my cock.
Hunter never got fully hard like me, and he was so big
that he sometimes had trouble entering holes if they were not ripe for fucking,
but Tommy had been so perfectly prepared by us with the rimming and the
fingering (nearly fisting) session, that his ass was ready to get pounded.
He got the head of his massive dick to the entrance of
his hole, which was now opened and twitching, begging to be fucked, and he
managed to get the head and a couple inches in with no problem. Tom let out a
satisfied moan and I conducted his mouth to my own throbbing cock. I knew this
was the easy part.
Then Hunter pumped himself up to get the rest of the
gigantic dick in. He grabbed the bottom half of his cock with one hand and Tommy's
hips with the other and, without no further preparation, he rammed the entirety
of his shaft inside my little boyfriend's ass.
Tommy's entire body contracted for a second because of
the sudden invasion, I could feel his throat muscles grip around my dick, and
he emitted a guttural groan as all the air left his lungs. We all stayed still
for a second letting the child getting used to the feeling.
Then Tommy, being the perfect little slut that he is
let out a moan and began grinding his ass on the principal's crotch. Hunter and
I looked at each other with a grin as we knew it was time for the spit roasting
of a lifetime. Almost at the same time we both retired the entirety of our
shafts from the boy's body and, almost by telepathy, we both inserted them in
on the boy at the exact same time.
We both got to frantic mad rhythm and began power
fucking both ends of the little 12 yo like mad as he moaned and gagged on our
dicks and we grunted and screamed obscenities at him, pounding him like crazy.
Hunter, after a couple of days of no fucking, was the
first to feel his load come and screamed: "I'm fucking cumming bitch! I'm about
to breed your pussy!" He said as he thrust violently inside my boy's ass "Take
my fucking load whore! Argh!" Hunter pounded hard onto Tommy's hips, leaving
bright read marks on his skin where he was grabbing him.
His load was huge, and he must've unloaded at least
ten spurts of hot creamy jizz on his ass before some of it began spilling out
of the walls of the anal canal of my baby. Seeing Hunter's big black cock fill
my boyfriend with such a massive load got me too over the edge and I began too
feel my own load building as my balls tingled under Tommy's chin.
"Baby, I'm cumming too!" I said. "Swallow every drop
of cum!" I exclaimed as the first spurt of jizz began unloading directly onto
my boyfriend's little throat. Tommy obeyed like the good little boy that he was
and milked my cock and drank every last drop of cum that shot from it,
swallowing it all into his stomach without protest. I grabbed his head and held
him in place for good measure as I unloaded directly into him.
As I finished I let go of him and he got away to catch
his breath and panting but he looked up and smiled at me, his face red and his
eyes glossy, more beautiful than ever, I pulled him up for a kiss.
"Do you want to finish boy?" Asked Hunter, still
lodged inside Tommy.
Tommy interrupted our kiss and looked back at Hunter
with a smirk and nodded. Hunter grabbed him and pulled out of him with a very
obscene noise coming from my boy's ass as the massive dick left a vacant space
in him and cum spilled out. He then turned the kid around on his back threw him
in between my legs and the principal threw himself onto Tommy's little 4 inch
nail and began to suck him.
Tommy began to squirm and wiggle in my arms as I
hugged him and massaged his hard nipples and kissed his forehead. As we saw the
principal's bald head bob up and down on the boy's dick he got more and more
agitated and, as it's the case with young boys, it didn't take long for him to
reach orgasm; "Oh! I'm cumming Mr. Walton! I'm gonna cum!" He said as he exploded
inside of the principal's mouth with ropes of watery child cum.
Hunter got up and spat the cum on Tommy's face who quickly
tried to lick it back into his own mouth and swallow his own seed mixed with
the black man's spit. The man was smiling and got close to us; "Ready for a
round two?" He asked.
Tommy smiled with a horny stare, but I looked at
Hunter and said: "We are but you should go home to Devin, Hunter."
He looked at me annoyed; his smile wiped from his
face.
"You have to talk to him and figure your own shit out
man." I continued "And your boy is probably so messed up right now. Go home dude."
Hunter looked annoyed and defeated but he sat on the
edge of the bed and said. "I know you're right..." He grabbed the rags of his
shirt and put them on. "I'll see you..." And he left the room.
"What happened?" Asked Tommy, who was still in my arms.
"Relationship problems baby." I said caressing his
soft blonde curls. "Let's hope Mr. Walton and Devin can solve his shit out." I
looked at him with a grin and a spark of lust in my eyes. "But now, weren't we
about to have a round two? I have all night to fuck as much I want with my
boyfriend."
He gave me the biggest smile in the world and turned
to me with open arms, hugging me tightly as he began to kiss me for an entire
night of hot depraved pedo sex with my now official boyfriend. Life was good.
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