Depraved

DEPRAVED--Part 2

"You got a knife or anything, punk?" I demanded.

"No, well, just a pocket knife, sir!"

"Sir?" I mocked him. "Tables are turned a little bit, hunh?"

"Ah, I guess so. You won't hurt me, will you?"

"Why shouldn't I? You and your buddies wanted to carve me up, didn't you?"

"Not me, sir! I don't like what they sometimes do."

I looked at him curiously. "Then why do you run with them, you little shithead?"

"Nothing else to do, I guess." He struggled against my hold, now frightened since my manner had changed quite radically. No longer the scared gringo, suddenly I had him in complete control.

"Why'd you stay behind, kid?" I asked suspiciously. "Your friends coming back?"

"I don't think so, sir." He almost began to cry.

"Then why'd you stay?"

"Be...because of what you said. You know. About shitting and all. Hey, if you were just kidding about it, you're one smart dude. They all left. And I'll go too, if you'll let me."

I smiled at his strugging, youthful face. "You little bastard! You stayed 'cause you meant what you said, didn't you?"

"Um, what's that, sir?"

"You said--now correct me if I'm wrong--that you had to take a monster shit and that if this gringo wants to eat it, you don't mind. Is that about it?"

"Well, ah, I guess so. That's 'cause I really thought you did want to. Those nasty things you were saying got me real horny. And I do have to go real bad. But since you didn't mean it, if you'll just let me go..."

I slammed my face against his and kissed him roughly. I pulled his face into mine and shoved my tongue into his mouth. Startled at first, eventually he began to kiss back, pushing his tongue into my mouth and sucking furiously.

"You're a hot little fucker, aren't you, Juan?"

"Si senor!" he panted, sucking again at my mouth. Our stiff pricks were rubbing against each other.

"And you really do want to shit for me, don't you?"

"Si, senor, if you want me to. Anything you want me to do is okay. You give me such a BIG BONER! I'll shit for you if you let me suck on your big dick!"

I smiled at him lasciviously. "You just hold that sweet turd inside a little longer, kid. I'm gonna take you home and suck you dry. I'm gonna suck your asshole dry and I'm gonna suck dry this hard thing you got in your pants! Come along."

We hopped in my car. All the way home the kid taunted me. He was getting hornier by the minute and opened his pants, brazenly pulling out his randy cock and stroking it for me.

"You gonna suck it good for me, mister?" he banged it around. He no longer felt any fear. He knew he was in for a good time. "You gonna suck on my butt for me! Gonna lick my...what was it you said? Oh, yeah...my smelly, shitty asshole you were gonna lick clean. You gonna do that, mister?"

"Kid," I looked over at his lewd display, "you bet I am! I'm gonna suck out everything your sweet little asshole has inside. I'm gonna have you sit on my face and shit 'til you're emptied out. And I'm gonna slurp it all down!"

This didn't discourage him at all. It only made him pound his meat even faster. I grabbed his hand and made him stop.

Once inside, the kid scampered out of his clothes--his hard juvenile cock standing straight up and rock hard. We were both hot and raring to go. I stripped hurriedly and lunged for him. Before I could grasp him he dropped to his knees and plugged my cock into his mouth and started to blow me. I don't think he'd ever done it before, but right now a big hard cock seemed all he had ever dreamed of. He sucked like a champ, milking it up and down, frantically trying to draw the sperm right out of my balls. I pulled him down on the carpet and sucked him right in. I got my mouth over his throbbing knob and he instantly shot spurt after hot spurt of sweet boycum over my tongue and down my gulping throat.

"Damn, kid, you sure shoot a heavy load!"

"Yeah, I always shoot a lot. I hope you do too. I wanna see what it's like. I wanna blow you!"

"You still hafta shit?" I asked, hopefully.

"God! Do I ever!"

"Splendid, baby." I pulled him up over me. "Now you just sit your pretty brown hole right down here on my mouth and let 'er go! Bend over and suck me off. I'll give you a hot mouthful of juice for you to swallow just as you plop your lovely little turd out of this sweet hole!"

He bent over and mouthed my cock enthusiastically as I surveyed his cheesy valley. A most delectable little hairless hole. I smelled it lovingly. Not as raunchy as I accused the boys of having, nevertheless it had the intoxicating fragrance of an asshole that had shit at least once since its last cleansing. I played the game out completely for his benefit.

"Oh, Juan!" I cried, burying my face and breathing in loud deep noises. "Your asshole is perfect! It smells absolutely marvelous. I could just stay like this for days smelling your sticky fucking boyhole. I love it. Now I'm gonna lick it real good for you!" I slurped my tongue up and down his asscrack like a madman. It was turning him on enormously, as he ground his ass back to me begging to have it sucked, and gobbled up and down my cock breathlessly.

I shoved my tongue inside and rummaged around. His hole had started to expand slightly, and once when I dug in real deep my tongue touched the dessert I was after. It almost made me shoot off right then. I backed away and played around his anal lips for quite some time.

"You like this, you little fucker? You like getting your asshole licked out?"

"Oh, si!" he moaned. "But I gotta shit real bad. I can't hold it much longer."

"DOWN ON THAT COCK, BOY!" I demanded, spreading his cheeks wide to watch the delivery. "Now, Juan, you suck my cock real good and open up that sweet fucking asshole of yours. SHIT ME YOUR TURD, BOY! SHIT IT OUT RIGHT NOW!"

He bent over and dove on my cock again, mouthing it in long sucking strokes. I watched as his hot boyish opening expanded and completely relaxed, allowing a huge sweltering column of dark, hard boyturd to ooze out steadily. After I had watched about six inches of it push out, I wrapped my lips around it and sucked that turd while watching the rest being extruded. I moved my mouth to his gaping hole and sucked furiously while I shot off in his mouth. He ground his shitty hole against my face and sucked down my load, grasping the shaft of my cock and milking it for every drop, keeping his mouth attached to the knob.

I layed back, exhausted, still holding his slimy turd. When he turned around and looked at me, glassy-eyed and with a steel hard boner, I smiled at him and purposely lifted his turd lovingly to my mouth and licked all around it. He was breathless. He came down to kiss my lips. This was the only time I have ever forced my own nonsense on someone else. I grabbed him by the hair and forced his mouth away from mine. I held the turd to his lips.

"Suck on it, Juan," I hissed. "Put your lips around it and suck on your own turd. DO IT, MAN!"

I reached back and jammed a finger up his ass and pushed that dark column of shit between his lips. He squinched his face up in contortions, then relaxed and dropped his mouth over it, sucking on his own turd before my eyes. He was looking directly into my eyes as he did it, challengingly. I watched him go up and down on it, not sure if he was enjoying it, or just doing it for spite. Finally, he stopped.

"You like to see me suck my own shit, senor? You like my shit, senor?" He grabbed the column and put it in my mouth. "SUCK MY SHIT! You want shit, senor? I give you all you want. You make me crazy! You make me so crazy I suck your cock. I lick my shit. You make me want to lick your shit, senor. I'll suck on your butt! Anything you want, senor. Chew on it. Let me see you bite it off and eat my shit. Oh! Mi dios, you are doing eet! You are swallowing it right down. I'm going to shoot off, senor! Take my hot cock. I'm going to fuck your shitty mouth!"

The kid was delirious. He rammed his cock down my throat before I could clear it of the shit he was making me eat. He blasted off with such power that everything in my mouth was forced right down my throat. I gagged once, then started swallowing to beat the band. He kept cumming and I kept swallowing. I squirmed that finger up his butt and he shot a few more volleys. When I had nearly all of it down and was gasping for breath he slammed his mouth on mine and we kissed passionately for a long time.

He pulled up and looked at me very seriously. "You are a very filthy man, senor. You do very, very filthy things. I think no one else in the whole world does such things as you do. I hate you, senor. I hate you so much I could puke on you right now. You caused me to do a very nasty business. I will never, ever do such things again. I will never forget this day, senor. Never for as long as I live. I think I shall never have again such a powerful orgasm. I hate you, senor. Thank you!" He kissed me.

I called a cab, and sent Juan home. I slipped a hundred dollar bill in his pocket for him to find later. The next day I moved into the castle and put an ad in for a butler.

The week was almost out. I hadn't pressed Bertram on the issue of Reggie. Finally, I broached the subject late one Thursday afternoon, surprised to find Jeeves at home.

"Did you fix things up with the tyke? And what are you doing here, anyway? This is your shopping day."

"I'm quite upset, sir. I knew I must speak with you. I simply cawn't bring myself to say such things to him. Do what you will, sir, but it must be without my complicity. He would never trust me again."

"Is that so? Come with me!" I bounded up the stairs.

"Please, sir. Not to Reg's room!"

"Directly! Why so bothered, Jeeves? After all, YOU'RE USED TO MOLESTING CHILDREN! And I'm not even going to touch his dick."

"But he's my son, sir. It's quite different really."

"Nonsense! Now come along." I headed for Reggie's room.

"Quiet!" I whispered, as we passed the other boys' room. The unmistakable sounds of cocksucking filtered loudly from under their door. I decided to let Jeeves get a gander at Donny & Grant going at it. When he was in the doorway, I suddenly swung it open and watched his reaction.

"Oh, my god! Stop that!" he began yelling and waving his hands. "You boys stop that right now. IMMEDIATELY!"

I stared at him in disbelief and confusion. He was ashen. Certainly not the reaction I expected. Definitely severe! Why would he get so upset? Especially since he was learning to mouth my cock quite enthusiastically. Then I looked toward the bed. Grant was lying down receiving a blowjob. Donny was on his knees at the side of the bed rimming the tight little ass of the boy who was blowing Grant...Reginald!

"Father!" the boy choked, lifting his cum-dripping lips from the hard cock. Apparently, Grant had shot off in the boy's mouth just as we burst in.

I started laughing. Jeeves slumped to the floor almost in a faint.

"Father!" The boy ran to him, his hard little cock bouncing. "Are you alright?"

Bertram looked up at him. Seeing his little boner sticking straight up in the air, he let out a loud sigh of dejection and defeat. "My boy, what have you been doing?"

"Donny and Grant have been teaching me a whole lot of fun things to do. You simply can't imagine. It's splendid! Their things are so BIG! But see mine? It's really growing ...and they showed me how to get the stuff to spurt out. Would you like to see?" He grabbed his cock and began stroking it up and down rapidly.

"Stop that!" Bertram grabbed his son's wrist and was soon left with a handful of slippery boycock. He yanked his hand away as if the penis was on fire. "Oh, Reg," he muttered dejectedly, somewhat calmed down. "If you're ready for it, masturbation is quite alright. But you were sucking on his..." He couldn't say it.

"Yes, father, and it was wonderful. Donny shoots more but they both taste delightful! I do so love to suck the stuff out!"

The boys said not a word. They looked at me sheepishly, then smiled as I silently admonished them, but with an unmistakable twinkle in my eye.

"But lad, you should not be doing such things. Now promise me."

"But why, Father? You do such things."

"WHAT!" Bertram gasped.

"I've seen you. I've seen you sucking Mr. Bergman's thing. You seemed to be deriving quite a bit of pleasure from it. Is that not so?"

Reginald became a bit petulant, directly challenging his father. Obviously, he did not want to be denied his newly-discovered pleasures.

"You saw?" Bertram asked, suddenly terrified. "Uh, what else did you see? Anything that, shall we say, greatly disturbed you?"

Donny and Grant looked at each other, amused.

"Hunh?" The boy looked confused, then very quietly said, "Oh. I know what you mean, I think. That nasty stuff?"

"Nasty stuff?" I asked, suspiciously glaring at the boys.

Reginald couldn't look me in the eye. "The...poop stuff. They told me but I didn't believe them. You don't do that, do you Father?!!"

"Well, I..." Bertram began.

"He certainly does not, young man," I suddenly interjected with surprising helpfulness. What the hell. Let the old man save face with his kid. "I'm the only one who engages in such activity and your father would not suit me. You, however, interest me very much, Reggie!" I slipped right back into being manipulative. Seeing the young blond boy's naked little pert buttocks renewed my resolve. I would have the prize! I dropped my hand and lightly caressed his cushy bottom.

He jerked to attention, but did not pull away. His erection had long since subsided but showed signs of agitation. I knelt beside him and grabbed his little cock, stroking it softly while playing with his behind. Bertram looked on helplessly. His son looked up at me suspiciously, slightly alarmed, but it was overwhelmingly apparent that the boy simply could not resist any stimulation done to his cute little bubble butt. He had a raging boner almost immediately. I looked into his glassy eyes.

"You are a beautiful boy, Reggie. I really like beautiful boys. I like them ALL OVER. Inside and out! You seemed to be enjoying Donny's tongue in your bum. I want to do about the same thing to you."

"They said you would," the boy said softly.

"Just what did they say?" I asked inquiringly.

"Well..." he looked over at Donny and Grant. Donny nodded to him, as if to say it was okay to tell. "That you...you..."

"Go ahead, son, you can say it," I coaxed, relishing his embarassment.

"That you would want me to POOP for you!" he blurted, then hung his head.

"The boys are absolutely correct, Reggie. I do indeed want you to "poop" for me. To be exact, I want you to poop right into my mouth. I would be very grateful. And your father would be pleased, too."

"My father?" he asked, looking at Bertram.

Bertram shrugged. "You see, son..."

"Never mind. It's about that trouble, isn't it?" the boy asked, solemnly.

I looked at Bertram. Surely he hadn't told the boy of his molestations. The man looked up at me, saying with his eyes that the boy knew only that there had been some difficulty that meant always leaving, running.

"Okay." The boy held his head high and agreed. A slight smile crossed his face and he was visibly more relaxed. Bertram was his only concern. "If Father says it must be so, then I will try."

"Splendid!" I cried. Bertram looked relieved that it had been so easy and the boys rushed over to Reggie.

"Piece of cake!" Donny promised, patting his shoulder.

"Yeah," agreed Grant. "It's not so bad. Kinda kinky. We've been foolin' around for about a week now. I guess it's time for you to move on to KINKY!" he laughed. "Besides, now you'll be able to join in with us all the time. I still haven't blown you off completely, and I sure want to taste that juice of yours. Donny says it's really sweet! And I know that little pink hole of yours is sweet tasting. You sure do wiggle that butt in my face, kid!"

"Does he ever!" agreed Donny. "You're really a buttfidget. First time I fingered it I thought you were going to faint dead away. Jack will have you shootin' turds all over the place in no time at all!"

"Ooooh." Everybody moaned in disgust at the visualization, then laughed.

"Well, you know what I mean!" moaned Donny. "When do we start? I wanna see this!"

Reggie's mouth fell open. He'd agreed, but he was far from expecting it to happen on the spot. "Well, gee..." he stammered, looking up at me, "I don't have to...you know... right now?"

I put my arm around his shoulder. "Hey, relax, it's okay. Now that I know you're an apprentice cocksucker, we'll just let it happen spontaneously while we're foolin' around. Just don't go letting it out anywhere else. Remember, the next time anything comes out of here," I fingered his butthole, causing him to giggle, "it better go in my mouth. Agreed?"

He nodded, then pressed back onto my finger and asked, "Can I talk nasty like you guys?" He stole a look at Bertram.

"Reg," his father said pointedly, "with what you are about, it would seem a bit absurd to remain proper. You have permission to act freely, at least within the confines of the house."

"Bloody Hell!" he ventured. "Mr. Bergman, would you be so kind as to whip out your wanker? I'd simply love to blow on it!"

"BLOW IT, Reggie, blow it!" corrected Grant.

"Oh, yes." Reggie understood. "And to suck and lick on your hot nuts!" He smiled.

"You got it, kid!" I started to whip out my wanker. "And call me Jack from now on. Have you sucked butt yet? Never mind, you will!"

"Perhaps I should leave, sir." Bertram was getting a little nervous watching his young son's blazing entry into puberty.

"Nonsense, Jeeves," I said. "Why bother! There are hardly any secrets left. But if you can't join in, at least pull up a chair. We'll teach young Reggie how to enjoy an audience! Perhaps we'll even make some videos. There are private collectors who'd pay plenty to see junior here slobbering over a fat dickhead that's shooting a creamy load onto his tongue. And maybe a video when I...um, I'll have to think about that one." I rustled Reginald's blond hair. "Whatdaya say, kid, wanna be in the movies?"

"Would I be paid?" His eyes lit up.

"You're sure learning fast. We'll figure something out. Donny, go and get the equip-ment. We'd might as well start now. Even if it's just a copy for myself."

Bertram started to protest, but I just eyed him back into his seat. He's never protested since--about anything.

We set up three cameras simultaneously, then pretty much ignored them. This first time was for fun. If the cameras happened to catch some good action--all the better. Since the boys were already naked, I stripped down to my jockeys and ordered the three youngsters onto the bed--back into the positions they were in when we busted in. Reggie was eyeing my crotch, obviously disappointed that I had not yet pulled out my cock.

"In time, little one! First we want to see how much you've learned." I included Bertram. The boy, in his innocence, was not in the least apprehensive about his father witnessing his behavior. But then why should he. He had stood on the landing, secretly watching Bertram and I 69ing. Hmmm. From that vantage point there were three times we could have been seen. Only one of those times did Bertram shit a hot one for me. Obviously, that wasn't the time the little rascal was home. Otherwise he would have been mortified.

Grant sprawled out on the bed and waved his dick around. Both boys' cocks had certainly grown since we first met. Reggie quickly positioned himself. Eagerly kneeling between Grant's legs, he grabbed for the soft dick, making sure his smooth little buttocks were hanging over the edge where Donny was ready to resume rimming.

"Suck it up hard for me, Reg!" Grant tossled the boy's hair. Bertram gasped as junior quickly stuffed the whole penis in his mouth and started to suck it. He watched avidly as the boy moaned around the stiffening member when Donny spread the offered bum and licked up and down the hairless pink valley. Knowing they would be getting back like this, I had positioned one of the cameras on zoom-- just to zero in on the kid's hole. Unfortunately, it wasn't going to pick up much, what with Donny's face stuffed up the crack.

"Pull back once in a while, Donny," I requested. "After all, I've hardly even seen the hole I'm gonna eat sweet boyturds out of. Pull those cheeks wider. Let's see it. Yum!"

Reggie turned and looked at me, Grant's cock squishing out lewdly. He was so precious. I winked at him, outlining my big stiff prick for him. His eyes widened and he returned to tongue Grant's shaft rapidly.

"Too bad I'm lickin' all this goodness away, Jack," Donny teased. "Reggie's butthole smells and tastes delicious. You'd really like it!"

"Hah! That's alright, it'll come back. Knock yourself out, kiddo. Slurp until that baby button opens up a little, then jam your tongue in and out and get it loosened up. I'll get mine!"

I moved onto the bed, first glancing at Bertram. He had moved his chair closer and was rubbing the front of his pants, getting off on watching his proper little English lad getting his asshole tongue-cleaned while his cock- stuffed cheeks made him look very naughty.

I layed beside a smiling Grant. Reggie twisted his head and started licking up and down Grant's shaft again so he could watch me stroke my pouch.

"Born to the manor, I see!"

"Hunh?" the lad asked.

"You seem to relish having your lips on a stiff dick every bit as much as your horny old man back there." Then I whispered, "You can't see, but he's got his pants down to his ankles and he's pounding on the meat that made you. His eyes keep going from your cocksucking mouth to your asshole getting licked out! Don't look around."

He smiled sweetly, in a conspiring way.

"Hey! You got that rose petal blooming yet, Donny?" I asked. "Relax that butthole of yours, kid. Push your muscles back like you're gonna poop--only don't, ferchris- sake. That's for me. And Donny would get really angry. He loves lickin' guys' assholes but he don't like what comes out of them. DO YOU SPORT?"

"No thank you, Daddy Dearest," he smarted off. "You're the one with the brown tongue in the family! Although my tongue's getting in real good, now. If I lick any deeper, I'Il have one too!"

"Hot damn!" I scurried back and knelt beside Donny. "Wet your finger and stick in it there real slowly. See how deep you can get." I caressed the tender cheeks lovingly, then held them apart. Donny slipped his finger in slightly, only to have it nipped tightly. Without penetrating further, he pushed the digit to the sides, against the boy's lips. When he felt the muscle relax a bit, he entered more. Little by little the virgin membranes grew accustomed to the intruder, and before long Donny had his finger plunged in all the way and began slipping it back and forth. It took a while, but eventually the shockingly pink little nubber was grasping around that finger like a fish's mouth. The 10-year-old looked absolutely precious getting his first finger-fuck.

"Oooh!" Reginald moaned, breathlessly, looking astonished. "That's quite amazing. It stopped hurting and feels rather nice."

"Good! It gets even better," I promised. Then to Donny, "Pull 'er out a minute. Let me smell it."

Obedient son that he is, the teenager slipped his finger out and put it to my nose. I inhaled deeply, luxuriating in the faint aroma of the young boy's tender innards. I licked his finger and got it good and wet.

"Now plunge it back in and rummage around in there. See if you can get a real nice coating on it!"

Donny worked his finger back in, pressing it sideways against the anal lips to relax them more. Finally, the lad was totally relaxed and paying it less attention as he mouthed Grant's cock furiously. Donny pointed his finger and drove it in and completely out several times, finger- dicking the boy rapidly. Eventually, the hole ceased to close when his finger came out. What a bone-hardening sight was that virgin bunghole gaping open about the size of a dime. Donny shoved it in all the way then started to move it around in circles, swirling around to sugarcoat it for me.

I sat on the edge of the bed pulling Reggie's butthole apart with my thumbs. I wanted that hole to GAPE. Too tight and it would wipe everything off.

"Gimme!" I cried.

Donny pulled his finger straight out without a squish.

"Aaah, a little stronger." I smelled excitedly. Donny gave me a devilish grin and stuffed it into my mouth and let me lick it clean.

"Tried to dig up some dredges, Pop, but the kid's pretty clean."

"Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm," I answered, sucking his finger and stroking my dick. "Tastes wonderful. The boy's hot ass juices drive me wild! Gotta lick his hole a bit..." I bent over and drove my tongue inside, working it around in circles. "Now put two fingers in there--get it loose," I slid back onto the bed to watch the blowjob, "cause I'm gonna fuck this sweet child...RIGHT UP HIS ASSHOLE!" I pulled my raging hard prick out and gave Reggie a good look. His eyes widened in terror...then amazement...then anticipation. He pulled his mouth from Grant's cock and reached for mine.

"Not yet, little one." I turned around, discarded my jockeys, and rested my face in my hands, watching the boy perform. "First, I want to see you drain all the honey from that big boner you got in your mouth already."

"Oh, thank you, Jack," Grant gasped, "cause I'm about ready to shoot!" Donny gave him the extra finger and the boy went to town. He grabbed the cock at the roots with one hand, and with the other gently squeezed Grant's balls. He managed to take about 3/4 of the shaft on each thrust.

"Ease up, baby boy," I warned. "Be sure you don't choke. Grant comes a lot and I want to see you suck it all down without losing any!"

"Oh, Reg!" Grant shot off in the kid's suctioning mouth. The boy swallowed and swallowed and didn't miss a drop. He milked the pecker in perfect time as he backed onto Donny's probing fingers.

Bertram saw his little boy sucking down the hot juices from that throbbing cock and began pumping his own rod faster. He closed his eyes, stretched his legs out, and fell back into the chair.

"Donny, shove those fingers under Jeeves' nose. Let him smell his son's asshole while he comes!"

Donny moved in a flash. By the time Bertram opened his eyes, probably to refuse, he was already sniffing Reggie's rectum. The boy turned just in time to see his father blast off, straight up, and I swear...the first shot actually hit the ceiling!

"FATHER! That was amazing," he congratulated. Bertram slowly regained his composure, smiling slightly, tremen- dously embarassed yet proud.

"Yes...it was, rather!" he giggled. "I suppose it was the excitement of it all. Rawther enjoying this, I think!"

"Don't you believe it, kid," I laughed. "It was the smell of your bum that did it. I think he'd like to poke his nose between your cheeks and smell your little shithole. Your old dad's just as nasty as we are underneath his stuffiness."

"Father's not stuffy!" reprimanded the boy, "he's just ...reserved."

"CORRECT, my boy!" the man answered enthusiastically. "But that's all over now. I've sown wild oats in my youth, and it's time I got back to it. Though they were young ladies at that time, I feel this group will do quite nicely. If you're determined to debauch your innocent young body like this, well...your old dad won't be left at the station, in a manner of speaking. Uh, would it be alright, sir," his boner was rising again, "if I were to indulge in a bit of fellatio with Master Donald, since you and Reginald will soon be engaged?"

"Engaged!" I laughed. "Hell...I JUST WANNA FUCK THE KID AND EAT HIS SHIT--not get married! Donny, I believe the butler wants to blow you. Go fuck his mouth. And hey, make him lick your asshole first!"

"You bet! But after watching that cannon blast off I'm gonna get a taste of his cock, too!"

Bertram beamed. The idea of getting sucked off by the cute young man had him on the rail instantly. Donny approached him expectantly, his stiff cock bouncing lewdly as he walked. He was extremely horny after finger-fucking the man's son and didn't quite know what he wanted to do. Drop to his knees? Stick his dick in the man's mouth? Then he remembered. He turned quickly and bent over.

"SUCK MY ASSHOLE, Jeeves!" he said, more plaintively than demanding.

"With extreme pleasure, my boy!" Instead of bending to the offered butt, he grabbed Donny by the inner thighs and lifted him backwards--up and onto his face. Donny quickly caught his balance and soon was pleasantly surprised to find his mouth hovering over the butler's dripping cock.

"Have fun!" cried Grant. "I'm gonna go lick some balls!"

Reggie was already licking balls. Mine! I pulled him up and over me so I could stick my nose in his crack as I sucked on his stiff little cock. His round butt cheeks spread invitingly as he went down on me, licking and slurping up and down the shaft, moaning contentedly.

"Like that cock, boy?"

"Oh, yes sir. Indeed. It's magnificent!"

"Going up your ass, boy...soon. Get it good and wet. Think you'll be able to handle it!"

"I'll certainly try, sir. I feel awfully loose back there. Perhaps if you put some fingers back in...I did enjoy that!"

"Good idea. One finger-bang coming up!" I licked his hole, then my fingers, and eased them in. And out. And in. And out. I just couldn't resist it. I HAD to lick those fingers. I'd stuff them in, only to pull them out and suck them. Over and over. I wanted to climb in and lick his rectum.

What a tease. I'd never wanted shit from anyone more than I wanted it from his sweet little cakes. And he had none. FRUSTRATION! I resigned myself. Besides, all the more room for my cock. I stood on the bed and lifted him up by the waist and swung him into position. Doggy-style, facing his ass-sucking father who was getting his cock blown by Donny and his balls and asshole licked by the randy Grant who had managed to lift the butler's legs onto the armrests.

The sight inflamed the boy as he stuck his ass back for his virgin screwing. "SUCK HIS BUTT, FATHER!" he blurted, stroking his boner. "SUCK HIS ARSEHOLE WHILE I GET FUCKED IN THE BUM, DADDY!...NO! NO! IT HURTS!" I had quickly inserted my hot knob.

"Don't move, boy. Just stay perfectly still. I won't push in. Close your eyes and picture the head of my big cock sticking inside your butthole. Then imagine your hole getting real loose and saying come on in, there's lot's of room inside!"

"Okay...sir..." he moaned trustingly. He closed his eyes and concentrated.

I stroked his balls and cock and licked his back while I whispered in his ear.

"Look at Grant. He's licking your daddy's shithole. See Daddy's asshole squeezing and pushing out. There! See the lips pushing out for a good licking! Now push yours out. Squeeze those muscles as if you wanted to shit right on my cock!"

He did as requested, and soon his little blossom just spread apart. I didn't push--and he didn't back up. His anus lips just somehow reached out and coaxed the shaft of my cock to ease in. At around six inches the boy jerked again. But not from pain...just from impending pain. I could live with six inches. And so could he. Before too long he was giving those six inches the ride of their life. And his ass a ride he'd never dreamed of.

"BLOODY GOOD!" the boy screamed. After he was well used to it, I twisted us around and soon had him sitting on me-- my pole stuffed six inches up his blushing buns.

"Okay, junior. It's up to you. Take all you want."

"I want it all, sir, but I'Il take what I can!"

Maybe it was instinct, or perhaps just coincidence, but the lad squirmed his luscious rump perfectly to mercilessly torture the prostate he didn't even know he had. All he knew or cared about was being repeatedly impaled upon those bum-stretching six inches! I couldn't even breathe. I just watched the sweet young boy's screwed up face as he bounced up and down on my sloshing prick, getting his cherry popped--royally. His ass was making the most obscene loud squishing noises. His mouth hung open, stupidly. He wasn't on this planet. I thought for a moment the boy had lost his mind until he finally spoke:

"Oh, Daddy...!" He was shuddering...almost crying. Bertram became alarmed at the unearthly sound of his son's voice.

"My boy, are you all right?"

"Oh, Daddy...something...I don't know..." He was bawling like a baby, now, tears streaming down his cheeks, his ass going ninety. Suddenly his untouched cock just started spewing white fluid everywhere. Like a burst dam the kid came thunderously and he plunged his ass down on the last remaining two inches of cock he hadn't yet devoured.

"MOTHERFUCK YOUR SON, JEEVES! HE'S GONNA UNSCREW MY COCK OFF! Oh god, I'm shootin' it all...!" I rotated his ass on my spurting cock and somehow managed to get the tip of his penis into my mouth to suck on. It was total oblivion! The only stronger orgasm I'd ever experienced was when Nasty shit in my mouth the first time!

The three spectators to this wanton display were aghast. Donny and Grant looked at each other and made a dash for the bed. They pushed themselves backwards between my legs and under Reggie's ass. Working in unison, they reached behind their heads and lifted the boy off my cock and moved his ass over their faces, taking turns letting my copious load dribble into their mouths. Back and forth they shifted the lightweight buttocks until they had both sucked and licked several mouthfuls of delicious cream. Reg and I locked hands together to help the suspended boy keep his balance.

Not to be left out, Bertram climbed on and alternated on their cocks, drinking both their loads down like a champ!

Exhausted, Reggie collapsed onto me but not before whispering in my ear, "Oh, thank you sir," he kissed me. "And you wait and see. I'm gonna poop...no...I'm gonna SHIT for you real good, sir!"

Grant was good and finished. It was his third orgasm. But Donny was ministering to the butler--determined to feel the man's powerful blast erupt in his mouth. He wasn't dis- appointed. Bertram's first shot was like lightning! It scraped his tongue, careened off the back of his throat, went straight down his esophagus and finally rested somewhere around his toes! Then his mouth was pleasantly filled with a lazy, steady flow of bubbling cream which the boy nearly, but not quite, contained. It ran over his cheeks. After quenching his thirst, he licked the shaft and balls of the butler to retrieve what had escaped.

Now this had only served to fire my appetite. I wanted to lick a hot turd more than anything. Reggie couldn't accommodate me, and the others were probably too--excuse the expression--pooped out anyway. Besides, I wanted it new and strange. I felt daring and adventurous, and remembered just the spot that might do it.

(To be continued)

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