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*** This will now be the final part, as I feel the story has run its course. Keep an eye out for my stranger on a bus series, as that should be coming out this time next week! ???? feedback always welcome to shutup_nz@hotmail.com ***
** Patricks Perspective **
Man I couldn't wait until me and James go to his house! We have been talking on and off about it all week. Like, I usually go to his house each week anyway, but helping his dad was certainly something new. I had never heard of anything like it, having someone drink my pee! The thought of doing something like that hadn't even crossed my mind! Mr B is cool and all, but I never in a million years would have thought he would want me to do something like that! At least not before last weekend. Plus, I didn't even have a girlfriend yet, and I had now had my dick sucked! Mine! My own cock had been in someone's mouth! It made me hard just thinking about sticking it in there. Mr B wasn't a girl, but he sucked me real good. He sucked my dick and swallowed my jizz! And the best part is, he will likely be doing it again this weekend! Wahoo!
Like I said, James and I talked about it a bit at school. Like we didn't talk about the dick sucking side of it that much. It was kind of weird talking to my friend about how cool it was to have his dad suck me off, ya know? But we still talked about the pee drinking stuff, as that was more serious I guess. James mentioned that he and his dad hadn't been doing it as much, since his mom had been around much of the week, but they still found time to do it a couple of times. Apparently, his mom was going to leave early again on Saturday, so we would get the morning to ourselves. YES! Man, I can't wait. I had a soccer game beforehand, but as soon as that was over, James and I would head over to his house. I couldn't wait to have Mr B suck my dick again!
Sometimes I wish James would still play soccer. We used to do a lot of other fun stuff too, but he sort of grew out of some of it. I still have a couple of my old toys in my room which we used to play with. I didn't really play with them now, sort of a bit babyish, but there were a lot of memories from back when we were back in elementary school. James and I just grew up I guess. Simpler times, before girls, and puberty, and jerking off. Just...I dunno, Pokemon, cartoons, and playing with a ball seem a million miles away now. I noticed when we went swimming; we check each other out when we are changing. I'm way hairier than him, I have a bunch of hair and he only has a little bit. He has a nice one though, not that I could ever tell him that to his face, though. I was pretty sure he liked girls, whereas I wasn't really sure about me yet. I was starting to think I liked boys, especially after my time with his dad.
The friggin game went to friggin extra time by the time it was over. At least I could see James waiting for me. My team won though! I'm not the most skilled player on my team, but I'm definitely the fittest. The others in my team always ask me where I get my energy because I never seem to get tired from running around. I tell them honestly; I don't know. Some of them even go to the gym, but I can still go longer than them. James used to be fit like me, but he sort of grew out of it. I still found it fun to run around, though. When the game was finally over, most of the others changed from their soccer uniforms, but I just showered and put them back on again. I didn't really get sweaty, or anything and it was a pretty hot day, so my soccer shorts would be nice and comfy. I ran over to James, so we could spend the rest of the day off.
"Hey James!"
"Hey Patpat" he answered. He calls me that sometimes.
"Did you see the whole game?"
"Nah, just the end. My dad overslept and I wanted to... you know what before I left. Wanna head over?"
"Yup! Let's go! " I grabbed my ball and followed after him down the street.
"You're still okay with this though, right? You know, what he would like you to help you with? You know you don't have to do it if you don't want to. "
Was that maybe James being jealous? He knew I had been keen on helping all week. I wasn't sure if it was that, or if it was moreso the fast that his dear ol dad wanted me to piss in his mouth. Maybe a bit of both?
"Heck yeh, you know I been wanting to do it again. Maybe some other stuff too, hehe! "
As we walked, I told James all about the game. He teased me a few times about the fact that I was still in my uniform. He is so used to wearing long jeans everywhere and here was me in my soccer shorts. I told him it felt better in the heat this way. I think he is just shy about his body, but I don't know why. He looked pretty normal to me. He reckoned my shorts were too short, since they only came down like 6 inches past my hips, but I told them they were just a standard uniform. He just shook his head and said he could never wear something like that. Before I knew it, we were approaching his house again. I had butterflies in my tummy. I hadn't jerked off this morning, so I couldn't wait to get my cock sucked again!
I almost burst through the front door. I dunno if it was nerves, but I blurted out "Hi Mr B!" The second I got inside.
Mr B greeted us. I wish I had a dad as cool as him. James's dad always seemed so kind. He looked so strong and friendly. He had a smile on his face that just made me feel like everything was okay, and I was always welcome. And he let James and I do whatever we wanted too. I noticed he hadn't taken his eyes off me the moment I walked in and was looking at me up and down as I stood in front of him, James just behind.
"Are you okay, Mr B? Why are you staring at me? " I asked him.
"Oh, sorry Patrick. How was your week? "
"Yeah good Mr B. It is good to finally relax. We won our game today! "
"Oh awesome! Congratulations. You deserve some kind of award! "
"Oh, that's okay Mr B, having won is good enough. And now having the weekend off with you and James is all I need.
"No, no, I insist," he urged, pulling out his wallet. "Hey, James, why don't you run down to Domino's? Grab us some pizza for lunch? "
It really was! It was just a game, pretty standard really. But here was Mr B- WAIT, did he say PIZZA?! Heck yeah, I want pizza!
Mr B suggested James grabbed some from the nearby store, which was about 10 minutes away. James asked whether he should take his time so that Mr B and I could have some time alone. As good a friends as we were, we didn't feel any sort of... sex stuff between us, I don't think. He was a good friend, but I never thought about him like that. Pee was one thing, but I think for the more fun stuff, we were still a bit uncomfortable about that sort of thing having grown up together. James confirmed he thought the same as me when he said, "I dunno Dad. Me and Patrick are good friends and all, but I think I prefer girls, you know?"
"Well James, there are people out there who would be disappointed to hear that. Maybe another time? "
"People? What people?"
"Just some people. The option is always open, though, if you change your mind. " Mr B said.
People? What did he mean? It was just us three, right? Was this one of those fourth wall things our English teacher had told us about? Anyways, I grabbed a seat in one of the recliners as James and his dad talked things over. I just chilled for a moment while they chatted.
"Yeah I know... Like, I don't mind helping you, but dicks aren't really my thing, you know? "James told his dad.
"Go grab the pizza then son. Patrick and I will take care of you know what while you're away." James headed out the front door, leaving me and his dad alone at last.
Mr B turned around to see I was now sitting down. He wasn't subtle at all about it, I could see him looking at me. At my face, my legs, and then right between my legs where my dick was making a bump in my shorts. I didn't notice before, but sitting like I was made my balls kind of obvious. I also realised what James was meaning about the length of my shorts too. If it wasn't for my undies, Mr B would have been able to see pretty much everything!
"Mr B..."
"Hrmm?"
"You're staring at me again..."
"Oh, I'm sorry Patrick. I guess I just missed you "
HE missed ME?!
"Hehe, is that why you keep looking between my legs at my junk Mr B?"
"I, uh... um... sorry."
"It's okay Mr B. You can look at it if you want. You wanna see some more?" I poked a finger into my briefs and pulled my cock and nuts out of the leg hole. I was already getting hard, so I was about 3 inches, and my balls were drooping a bit. I grinned when I could see he was basically drooling looking at my cock. He had my dick in his face last week, and I know we both enjoyed it. I wanted him to suck me again. I needed him to suck me again. I stroked my dick a bit, like they do in the movies. "Do you wanna suck me again Mr B? You can if you want. "
"I've been waiting all week to suck you, Patrick. How about this time you strip off completely? I want to see all of you. "
"Yeah um, okay..." Oh man here goes! He helped me pull my t-shirt off, pulling it over my head. I pushed my shorts to the floor; they weren't doing much anyway. Even though he had seen my dick already, I felt more exposed this time. All my skin was showing, I was fully naked in front of this guy.
I kept my arms on the chair, so he could see everything. I could see him taking in my chest, my pits, my legs and the gap between my legs. I grabbed my cock and pointed in towards Mr B a second time. I needed him to suck me so bad. Please suck it...
Mr B must have read my mind when he then knelt down in front of me. He bent over the recliner, taking my cock into his mouth again. Fuck yeah. He sucked my cock just like he did last week. Mmmm. My head went back as I felt him working my dick. His mouth was hot and warm, and he was soo good at what he did. I could feel my cock oozing pre already; he was such an expert. I don't have a big one, but he somehow seemed better than he was even just last week. He took my dick with ease, and did this thing along my shaft...just...so good. My cock felt electric as it tingled with pleasure. I was just getting into it when he took my now wet cock out of his mouth, looking at me once more.
My cock was still like a rock against my tummy, desperate to cum. Why did he stop? I knew he wanted it. I grinned back at him, his face still right next to my balls, which I badly wanted to empty into his mouth.
"Patrick, I have something I need to tell you, but you have to keep it a secret, okay?"
"Sure thing Mr B. What is it?"
Mr B leaned right into me. What could be more secret than him wanting me pee? My cock throbbed as he got in so close, I could smell his aftershave. He spoked almost in a whisper, even though it was just the two of us there.
"Well Patrick, I don't want to scare you off... But you know, I am a married man, and I do adult things with my wife. But lately, all I can think about when I am with her... is doing it with you instead. I really like you, Patrick. Like a man shouldn't really like a boy your age... "
Woooowwwww.... My best friend's dad. Has the hots for me? He has a crush on me? I knew he was willing to suck my dick, but I didn't think he liked me that much!
He leaned into my face even closer. What was he doing? I think I know what he is doing. I closed my eyes at the last second as his lips pressed against mine. He kissed me. He kissed me like a man kisses a girl. It was kind of like my mum would kiss me, but instead of on the cheek, this was James's dad. Kissing me. On the LIPS! And... I kinda liked it!
"Was that okay Patrick?"
"Wow... yeah Mr B...do it again."
He came in again, and kissed me again. Harder this time. This time it was one of those hot girl kisses, the ones with tongue. He pushed his into my mouth, and I let him. Our tongues met inside my mouth as he tasted me. I felt his hand touch my cock, wrapping it in his strong hand. I felt like I was melting into him. I felt so safe with him. Him kissing me, while my cock throbbed in his hand. He squeezed it gently...oh fuck
"Mr B... I'm gunna cum..."
He quickly broke away from my face, taking my cock in his mouth again. He got there just in time as I came, my balls emptying their load into Mr B's mouth. There was so much of it, and I watched as he swallowed every drop.
"Sorry Mr B... I couldn't help it. "
Man, that was one of the best feeling loads I had ever felt! I was reeling. I didn't know cumming could feel that good. Mr B milked the last bits of my load up my cock, white globs oozing out of my pee hole which he quickly lapped up.
"That's okay, little guy. Would you like to return the favour? "
"You want me to suck you off too?"
"Sure, why not?"
I watched wide-eyed. He was probably as wide eyed as when he was watching me just before. I had seen plenty of cocks in the changing rooms, but this was Mr B's one. And even before he had his boxers off, I could see he was hard. Holy shit, he was like 6 inches and not even fully hard yet! His bushy adult cock swayed in front of me. It looked massive! He was hairy too, but because his cock was so much bigger than mine, the hair didnt look as dense. His big balls were there too. To think, that is where it all started for James! Kinda corny I know...
"Holy crap...You're huge Mr B! I don't think I would be able to fit all that in my mouth! "
"Hrm, you're probably right. Do you have something else I could use? "
"What do you mean?" My brain was still taking its size in. The moment was in. This wasn't a boy's cock; this was a man's cock. This is what my cock might look like one day. This was full-size, a cock which had been put inside a girl. It looked intimidating sort of. His big bulbous glans, everything was easily twice my size. He expertly stoked his cock as he stood over me. It was like my head was in a fog. Um..what else could he use?
"You've got a butthole right?"
I laughed at that. It was silly in a lot of layers. See, I had secrets of my own. You remember those toys that James I used to play with? Yeah, well, one of them is a small rocket type toy. I uh...stick it up my bum sometimes. Yeah, it feels good. Its small and plastic. And with some vaseline it fits up my bum pretty easily. I jerk off and stick it up my ass sometimes. Something like that can ruin a reputation which is why I would never tell anyone, not even Mr B. But...his cock was certainly bigger than a toy rocket. It was thicker for one, though I imagine even though Mr B was hard, it would be a bit softer going in.
"Uh yeah... I got a butthole... You really wanna stick that thing in me there? "
He pulled me up from the chair, while my heart rate started to increase. He turned me, probably to check out my bum. Then, in the same motion, almost like a dance, pulled the two of us to the floor. He was on his back, with me laying on top of him, face to face. I felt him shift me slightly, then I felt the head of his penis prod me right between my legs, under my balls. It was like his cock was seeking my hole.
"If you want this, Patrick, we should do this at your own pace. Take my cock and put it in your hole "
I was scared. I was about to lose my virginity. I was about to have a cock fuck my ass. Other boys always boasted about how they fucked a girl to lose their virginity, but here I was, about to be the one to be fucked. I sat up, this was going to hurt. But I wanted it. Mr B was so cool, so good to me. He sucked me off twice. It was the least I could do. He had a crush on me, and I think...yeah...I had a crush on him too. I wanted his tool inside me.
"I'm kind of scared, Mr B, what if it hurts?"
"It will hurt Patrick. But then it will feel good. I promise. "
"Okay...I trust you Mr B."
I sat up and reached behind me. I knew where his cock was when my hand got close because I could feel the heat coming off of it. Just as I touched his penis, I heard someone else in the room.
"That thing is never going to fit like that," they said.
It was James. Oh shit. He had caught me nude on top of his dad. I could see that Mr B was looking at him too. I was kind of ashamed, but not. James had caught me in a moment when I was about to put his dads dick up my bum.
"Hey James..." I said. That was all I could come up with in my situation.
"Bud, you should use some lube if you wanna stick that thing in there..." are going to need some lube if you're going to stick that thing in there."
James quickly went to his, only to run back with some of his own lube. He passed it to me, but I couldn't look him in the eye. I said thanks anyway.
"Can I join you guys?"
"I thought you weren't into this sort of thing?" Mr B asked.
"Well, I'm not really. But my dick is itchy, and it looks like there is a spare mouth down there."
I watched as James unzipped his pants, taking out his cock. I had never seen him hard before. He was definitely bigger than me, even if he didn't have as much dick hair. It wobbled a bit as he walked over, crouching over his dad's cock. I had a front row seat to James's buttcheeks, and I saw his little butthole too as he got into position, as he fed his dad his cock.
Mr B was now under both of us, and I figured it was time to get to it. I squirted some of the lube on my hands and spread some over my hole, and then grabbed Mr B's cock. He was still hard, and I could only just fit my hand around it. Shit he was thick, my rocket had nothing on this thing. His cock was hot and had little bumps and things all along it. My rocket was smooth and hard, Mr B's cock was ribbed and hard too, but a different kind of hard. I lifted up, adjusting till I could feel the tip of his cock against my hole.
I pushed down, and as I expected, it slipped into my ass pretty easily. The initial insertion stung a little though, since he was so much bigger than I was used to. I bore down on it quickly though, filling my bowels with man cock.
"Oooohh shit..." I gasped as a bit more than I expected pushed inside. "That feels so fucking good."
I heard James moaning as he humped Mr B's mouth with more urgency. James's anus winking at me as he thrust his hips to fuck his dad's mouth. "Come on dad, suck me harder..." I heard James moan.
I was humping up and down, fucking myself on Mr B's fuck pole. I felt like I had so much energy as I bounced up and down on his cock like a sex ride. I felt my bum sit on Mr B's prickly pubes before raising up again for another go. Each time I went down, I went down as far as I could, getting as much of Mr B's cock inside me as I could. I could feel his cock go deep inside me, stretching me. The ring around my hole was stretched to its limit as his thick cock fucked into me over and over again.
"Oh fuck... yes..cumming again..." I said as I came for the second time in barely 20 minutes. My balls were spewing the last of my cum out of my dick. With nowhere to go, it shot up, then started to run down my dick, puddling onto Mr B's stomach. Just as I did that, I felt a warm flood in my insides. Mr B was cumming too. I could feel his cock spasming deep inside me, his sperm blasting the inside of my bowels.
We all lay there for a bit. I could feel Mr B's sperm starting to ooze out of my hole down the inside of my leg. I heard James ask his dad something, followed by seeing his dad rapidly swallowing. He was quickly gulping; no doubt James was taking a leak again.
When they were done, we had some lunch. The pizza was delicious. James got naked at the table too. It was fun to spend the day naked with him. I checked his dick out a few times. Even though I got to see it at school sometimes, now I felt like I was allowed to look more.
After eating, we went and played Call of Duty. Mr B kept bringing us drinks, and as a result, we kept needing to pee. Every time Mr B gladly let us pee in his mouth, saving us from needing to break away from the game. We would just keep playing, and just pee where we were sitting. It was awesome. I hope we get to do it again some time.
** Man's Perspective **
Life has been pretty good for me this week. With the help of my son James and now Justin, I had more energy recently than I had in months. Yesterday, at my doctor's check-up, my doctor mentioned that my cancer had stopped getting worse. It hadn't improved either, but it wasn't worse, which is a big plus for me. And what I saw as a pretty lowly act, drinking the piss of young boys, I was kind of getting used to. I was still straight, but I started looking at boys in a different light. As a vessel for piss. After discovering that different boys' pee had subtle differences in flavour, I began to imagine what the boys I saw in public might taste like.
My doctor's appointment was yesterday afternoon, and that's when I got the good news. With my wife around, I hadn't had as many opportunities to suck James during the week. I'd sucked Justin's dick a few times, but there was no love there. There was no appreciation. He was only interested in the money, and to be honest, he was quite pricey. I had hoped he would drop his prices, but after three times, he still wouldn't lower them.
I had already drunk my sons a few times and really liked the taste. Justin's was okay too, but it wasn't the same. I wondered what an Asian boy's pee might taste like, as I hadn't had a chance to try that yet, but what I really wanted again was Patrick. My son's friend. There was just something about that kid. I had developed a crush on him, which I could never admit to my wife. After that horny little guy fed me his pee last time, he fucked my mouth with his cute little dick. He was like a horny little monkey when he had his penis in my mouth, and of all the boys so far, his tasted the best.
That said, I went to sleep Friday night feeling as if the Easter bunny was coming. I was so excited about knowing that Patrick would be coming over again at long last. It had seemed like weeks since he was last around. I think poor James got sick of answering whether or not Patrick was coming over or not by the end of the evening. I kept asking him over and over, making sure they were still going to be hanging out here. James mentioned Patrick had some sort of soccer game to attend first, so it would be a bit later than usual, closer to lunchtime, but at least I knew he was coming over. As my wife and I prepared for bed, I had gently nudged her, encouraging her to go out for the day with her friends for the day. That way, I knew I had the place to myself and the boys. It took ages for me to get to sleep that night. I was so excited about having the chance to see and talk with Patrick again. It almost felt like cheating!
When I finally got to sleep, I slept like a log. By the time I came around, my wife had already left, and James had almost gotten ready himself. In fact, by the time I was waking up that morning, I could feel James shaking me, trying to wake me up. I did something I used to tease him with when he was much younger, pretending not to wake up. He would shake me more and more urgently. It is probably a little cruel to do now considering my health, but I hadn't done it in years. I heard his voice getting more and more desperate as he tried to wake me. I could hear him, but I lay still, seeing what he would do.
After basically shouting at me, I could feel him trying another method. My eyes were still closed, making out I was asleep when I felt him get up on the bed. I had a pretty good idea of what he was up to when I heard the sharp sound of his zipper coming down, followed by the rustling of clothes. The next thing I felt was the softness of his penis pushing into my slightly open mouth. Yes, that is it, James. Give me what your dad needs. I could smell soap, so he had showered, but even with my eyes closed, I could smell that he had already jerked off that morning. The smell of his recent cum was on his crotch as he pushed his semi-hard cock completely into my mouth. Having sucked Justin's aggressive cock a few times, James's slightly smaller, more cautious approach was more appreciated.
We lay there for a moment, before I felt the first trickle of his pee. I was becoming quite an expert on the taste of piss. I could tell that this was James's straight after cum piss. I could taste his strong morning flow, laced with the milder salty taste of his sperm. His dick was cleaning out his tubes by pissing any excess cum into my mouth. I found it easy to swallow James's piss; he always did it with such care, slightly slowing his stream to ensure I could swallow it all. The gig was up, I could no longer pretend to be asleep as I swallowed down his offering. He said good morning as his flow slowed down. He flexed a few times, ensuring I got the last few spurts of his first piss of the day.
"Good Morning, James. Mm, thank you for that. "
I leaned forward and kissed my son's slightly hanging balls. They were likely still fairly sensitive with his recent cum, but it was something I had started doing with Justin, and it just seemed to be a good sign of appreciation for these horny teen boys.
"Uh, that's new. What did you do that for?"
"It's...It just felt like the right thing to do. Sorry if it surprised you. "
"All good, Dad. It was just unexpected. I already jerked off, so I don't need you to do, you know, 'that' part. I came in to let you know I'm heading off to pick up Patrick. I thought I would let you know where I was before I left. "
"Okay son, come back as quickly as you can, okay?"
James tucked his boyhood back into his boxers and jeans as I sat up in bed. I could still feel the contents of James' bladder making their way to my stomach.
"I suppose you want some time with Patrick again?"
"Does he know why?"
"Duh, me and Patrick have been talking about it all week. He's still keen on giving you some more. "
"Perfect. How about a hug before you go? "
"Um... no thanks, I'll have to pass. Sorry but...your breath smells of pee... maybe later. "
"Haha, well, it's your pee! See you later son. I love you. "
James quickly made his exit as I got ready for my new little buddy's arrival. I watched my boy leave. He was growing up so fast. I just hoped not too fast. There was supposedly only a relatively small window of opportunity to drink a boy's pee before they finished puberty. I was just so lucky that my son was at that ripe age that I could get the ball rolling with him. Much younger or much older and it would have been a whole other story.
My mind wandered that morning. Mostly from the excitement of seeing Patrick. With my extra sleep in, by the time I had breakfast and read the Saturday paper, it wasn't long after that I could hear the bouncing of a ball in the distance. James never really cared about sports anymore, so there was no mistake about who that boy was. I peered out the window as I did just last week and could see the silhouettes of two boys about 100 yards away. One was a tall boy, who I instantly recognised as the gait of my son. The other boy was shorter, with smaller steps, and dark hair. That was him. The boy of my dreams. The boy whose name I had almost called out while making love with my wife. I was so excited I felt like I was going to explode. I was nervous too. Jesus, I'm meant to be the adult here. Get with it.
...
"Hey, Mr B!" Patrick declared the second he was inside. My heart did a backflip. There he was. He still looked so perfect. He was in his usual T-shirt and shorts; I swear his shorts get shorter every time he comes over. This time they were a pair of those Adidas shorts, I think they're called. They're the ones that always seem to have the three lines on either side that go up the leg. And whenever someone wears them, they always seem about two sizes too small. Patrick was a shorter kid, but in those, his legs just went... all the way up. The cotton of the shorts barely covered much more than his butt, his long-tanned legs looked longer somehow wearing those. I almost felt like I was drooling while checking him out. He would likely have been wearing them for his game this morning as he was running around. My ogling him was cut short when he spoke again.
"Are you okay, Mr B? Why are you staring at me? " Patrick asked.
"Oh, sorry Patrick. How was your week? "
"Yeah good Mr B. It is good to finally relax. And we won our game today! "
"Oh awesome! Congratulations. You deserve some kind of award! "
"Oh, that's okay Mr B, having won is good enough. And now having the weekend off with you and James is all I need!"
"No, no, I insist," I urged, pulling out my wallet. "Hey, James, why don't you run down to Domino's? Grab us some pizza for lunch?"
"Cool! Sounds good, Dad. Should I, um, take my time? "James asked, eyeing us both suspiciously.
"Well... that depends on you guys. Do you guys wanna fool around together or should I keep it individual? "
Patrick and James looked at one another. They knew what I was getting at. I had messed around with both of them and not just for medicine. Having two boys to myself was certainly something I would be keen for. They shuffled around for a moment, maybe uncomfortable with the idea, but it was James who finally came up with an answer.
"Um, I dunno Dad. Me and Patrick are good friends and all, but for me, I think I prefer... you know... girls."
"There may be a few people out there who would be disappointed to hear you say that, James. But I understand. Maybe another time? "
"People? Who? "
"Just some people. The option is always open, though, if you change your mind. "
"Yeah I know... Like, I don't mind helping you, but dicks aren't really my thing, you know? "James continued.
"That's okay son. Go grab us a pizza. Patrick and I will take care of you know what while you're away."
With that, James was off again, with a fistful of my cash.
Meanwhile, I turned to notice Patrick was now sitting in one of the recliners in the living room, his legs spread. As I looked down at him, I noticed a bit of a bump right between his legs where his balls and dick would be. They were clearly flattened between the material and his groin, making a bulge in the small shorts. It was just a slight bulge right between his legs. With his legs spread, I could also make out the hem of his white briefs. I could basically see the base of his ass too, the skin changing to a lighter olive colour as I looked nearer to his buttcheeks. The edge of his underwear must have been so close to his boyhood...
"Mr B..."
"Hrmm?"
"You're staring at me again..."
"Oh, I'm sorry Patrick. I guess I just missed you"
"Hehe, is that why you keep looking between my legs at my junk?"
"I, uh... um... sorry."
"It's okay Mr B. You can look at it if you want. You wanna see some more? " With that, Patrick, without removing his shorts, hooked his finger into the elastic of his briefs, and pulled his balls and penis out of the leg, showing me. Now I MUST have been drooling. There was Patrick's semi hard cock again, sticking out from his shorts leg. It was just 2-3 inches still, but I knew from last time this was him half hard. His balls were out too, which were large compared to his smaller cock. I could see some of his darker curls in behind that, mostly still confined in his underwear. "Do you wanna suck me again Mr B? You can if you want. "
"I've been waiting all week to suck you, Patrick. But how about this time you strip off completely. I would like to see all of you. "
"Oh um, okay..." Patrick replied, biting his lip.
I helped pull his tshirt off, pulling it up over his head as he remained seated, noticing for the first time he had no hair under his arms. After he kicked his meager shorts to the floor, he was completely naked on the chair. I looked down at him, his cute, toned body on display. He looked adorable with his still slightly embarrassed look in his eye showing me his naked body. He was magnificent. So smooth and hairless, except for his bushy little boy cock. As I looked at him, he held his penis in his hand, angling it towards me. I noticed his little pee hole as if it was staring back at me. He was getting hard and fast. His young body needed release and that was my next job.
I knelt down in front of the recliner, taking the head of his penis into his mouth. His hot hard rod back in my mouth where it belonged. It seemed so much easier to take after all my practice during the week. His small boyhood was definitely my favorite, compact but tasty. His flavour of salty caramel seemed smothered on his shaft as I ran my lips along his short length. After savouring his full length, I sat back for a moment, taking him in again. He looked back at me with a grin on his face, his teen cock standing straight up now against his belly, his 4 inch little bone standing now hard and proud. His generous walnut-sized balls below looking full of cum.
"I have something I need to tell you, Patrick, but you have to keep it a secret, okay?"
"Sure thing Mr B. What is it?"
He stared back at me, those big brown eyes of his, curious as to what I had to tell him. I got up and placed a hand on his arm, leaning into him.
"Well, I don't want to scare you off, Patrick. But you know, I am a married man, and I do adult things with my wife. But lately, I have to admit, all I can think about when I am with her, is doing it with you instead. I really like you, Patrick. Like a man shouldn't really like a boy your age... "
"Wow Mr B, I didn't know you liked me that much!"
I leaned into his face. I could smell his breath. There wasn't any worry in his eyes, as I took the moment as it seemed so right. Tilting my head to meet his, I placed my lips against his, kissing him. The first one wasn't an impassioned kiss. I needed to read him first. I pulled back, searching his gaze.
"Was that okay Patrick?"
"Wow... yeah Mr B...do it again..."
I leaned in again, this time kissing him harder on his soft lips. I pushed my tongue into him, savouring him. He tasted like salt and vinegar chips, with a hint of mint. I had wanted this so badly for what felt like an eternity. It felt so natural. As I was making out with him, I reached down, wrapping my hand around his penis once more. I gently squeezed his cock, feeling it jump in my hand. At that moment, I could feel him kiss me back. His cock shuddered in my hand. He must have been on a hair trigger, but then I guess he was thirteen.
"Mr B... I'm gunna cum..."
Hearing the urgency in his voice, I quickly broke away from his lips, plunging my mouth over the tip of his quivering tip, just in time as he squirted his salty boy juice into my mouth. His seed quickly filled my mouth. As usual, his balls had contained quite a generous amount of cream, which was now floating around in my mouth.
"Sorry Mr B... I couldn't help it." Patrick's eyes were still glazed over.
I gently milked his cock with my hand, getting the last few pearls of sperm out, carefully taking the last few drops.
"That's okay, little guy. Hey, would you like to return the favour? "
"You want me to suck you off too?"
"Sure, why not?"
I started to take off my pants in front of him. Surprisingly, I felt no shame about getting my cock out in front of this boy, it was almost as if I owed him at this point. He watched, almost mesmerised, as I pulled down my pants and boxers. I'm pretty average for an adult, I had a semi at 6 inches, I was probably bigger than most he had seen in the locker room.
"Holy crap! You're huge Mr B! I don't think I would be able to fit you in my mouth!"
"You're probably right. Do you have something else I could use? "
"What do you mean?"
"You've got a butthole right?"
Patrick giggled. He looked nervous about my suggestion, but he didn't say no. He was still checking me out I think. My cock was thickening, twitching, probably swaying back and forth in front of him.
"Yeah... uh... course. You really wanna stick that thing in me there? "
I took his arm, pulled him up out of the chair, and turned him around so his back was facing me. His smooth young cheeks and bubble butt looked delicious. Without letting him go, I pulled the two of us to the floor, me on my back, him on top.
We were chest to chest. With his weight fully on me, he was lighter than I expected. Even though he is a small kid, I thought he would have felt heavy being on top, but he wasn't so bad. I maneuvered him, so that I could feel my cock pressed into the base of his taint. I would normally fuck my wife this way. But this was a boy. There was no pussy to fuck, no hole there.
"If you want this, Patrick, we should do this at your own pace. Take my cock and put it in your hole. "
"Okay, but I'm kind of scared, Mr B," he panted above me. I could feel his young chest moving against my own. "What if it hurts?"
"It will hurt Patrick. But then it will feel good. I promise. "
"Okay...I trust you Mr B."
Patrick sat up, so he was basically sitting on my lower belly. I saw him reach his small hand back around him, fumbling for my cock. Just as he touched me, I heard another voice in the room.
"That thing is never going to fit like that," they said.
James had returned to find me, his dad, naked on the floor with his best friend. I wondered what shocked him more, seeing his friend nude, or his dad's cock and bollocks hanging out. Looking at his face, I could see it was a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
"You weren't gone long, James?"
"There weren't too many customers... you guys, uh...should use some lube if you wanna stick that thing in there..."
"Hey James..." Patrick smiled sheepishly. Even with his darker skin, I could tell he was blushing, having had his best friend catch him in the act on the floor with me.
James quickly ran to his bedroom, to grab some of his lube. Of all the things my boy might have had handy, I should have known he would have had something like that at the ready amongst the clutter of his teenage room. He quickly returned, handing a white bottle to Patrick, who took it, avoiding eye contact as best he could. It was certainly an awkward moment for the two of them.
"Can I join you guys?"
"I thought you weren't into this sort of thing?" I asked.
"Well, I'm not really. But my dick is itchy, and it looks like there is a spare mouth down there. "
With that, James unzipped his fly. I wasn't exactly sure what he had in mind at first, stripping his pants and boxers to the flood. He walked over to me, still flat on the floor, putting a foot either side of my head, before crouching down, presenting my face with his boned-upcock and balls.
I couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed now. Two young boys were basically on top of me, each with their own sexual needs. While I could no longer see Patrick, with James's groin now blocking the sight, I felt his small, now much more slippery hand grasp my cock and position it between his buttcheeks.
"Suck my dick..." James ordered above me, poking the tip of his already hard dick at my lips.
I accommodated his member, as he eagerly pushed his young cock into my mouth. His cock was warm in my mouth. It felt like it was buzzing. He started to slowly rock his cock in and out of my mouth. While he was doing that, I found the fortitude to brace myself for the feeling around my own cock, as I felt my tip press into Patrick's hot skin. With what felt like no effort at all, I felt his weight bear down on my cock, as he pushed himself down onto my shaft. I could feel my cock enter his teenage shute more easily than I expected. I'm not sure if it was the lube that made it easy, or if Patrick was just that ready to take my man-sized cock into him.
"Oooohh shit..." I heard Patrick gasp as he pegged himself with my dick. "That feels so fucking good!"
I was in esctacy as I felt him ride my cock to the base with apparent ease. My cock felt better than any pussy I had fucked. Patrick's ass was tight but and short. It was smooth like silk around my cock as he fucked his small body up and down my length. Fuck, it felt amazing each time his bum cheeks bumped into my balls, only for him to haul himself up again and plunge himself down on my cock. My cock violating his body. How can something that feels so good, be wrong?
"Come on dad, suck me harder..." I heard James moan. Poor guy, the feelings around my cock had distracted me from my son's urgent need to cum as well. I did my best given my own enjoyment, returning attention by sucking his jabbing cock in my mouth. I could feel James was already close.
"Oh fuck... yes...cumming again..." I heard Patrick moan, his voice breaking as he kept pounding his own ass. I felt some warm drips of something on my lower belly. Warm and gooey.
I rewarded his enthusiasm by dumping my own load deep inside him, just as James erupted his own seed in my mouth. My cock twitched as it gushed out my sperm into Patrick's ass, now all three of us were spent. The smell of pizza filled the air as we all lay there post orgasm. My cock was still buried to the hilt in Patrick's butt; I could feel my cum oozing out of his hole, while Patrick's own cum was dribbling down his cock, drying on my belly. Even James was still lying on me, his load I had already swallowed, but he left his now soft cock in my mouth to suckle.
"Dad, I need to piss again"
"Mmm hmm."
I felt James's cock spring back to life as his cock pissed in my mouth once more, before we all gone up to enjoy some pizza in the nude together.
That was one of my best days having lunch together. Patrick and I didn't bother getting dressed, and James was nude too by the time we finished eating. James hadn't seen me naked before, I caught him a few times taking peeks under the table.
The two of them spent most of the rest of the afternoon in James's room playing video games. I kept providing them with a plentiful supply of mountain dew, and they kept offering to empty their quickly filling bladders directly into my mouth. They would giggle and laugh as they both took turns peeing. It was the best afternoon ever.
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