Payback Is a Bitch

Payback Is A Bitch

Chapter 6

This is a work of gay fiction. The characters and sexual scenarios only existed in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by older boys and men hooking up with a younger teen, please stop reading immediately.

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Two days had passed after Buck Johansson had gotten naked in Sam's living room, crawled across the floor and sucked Sam's cock. Sam knew that it was something that Buck had never imagined he would ever do. And it was something that Sam would never forget.

Two days had passed since Sam and Buck had entered into a tentative arrangement or understanding that would allow Buck, Angela and their two sons to continue to live in the house that they had once owned. Buck had agreed to the terms, and had consummated the understanding when he swallowed Sam's cum. When Buck finally left Sam's home that evening, his instructions were to talk to Angela, his wife, and inform her of Sam's proposal. Sam could imagine the screaming and cursing that must have filled that house when Angela was told, and when Angela realized that they only had two options... agree to the proposal, or move out with nowhere to go and no means of getting a place to go. Then Buck was supposed to contact Sam and let him know their decision.

On the third day, Sam got a phone call while he was in his office at the bank. It was Buck. Buck was subdued in his tone when Sam answered the call. "What's up, Bucky-boy?" asked Sam as he answered the call. There was a second of silence before Buck finally said, "Uh, yeah, hey Sam. Well, I talked to Angela about what we talked about the other day at your place. She's pretty upset about it. I thought she was gonna kill my ass, to be honest. But we talked some more, and I think she is going to agree to your proposal, but she wants you to come over and answer some questions she has."

"What questions, Buck?," asked Sam, "Didn't you explain it to her? It's pretty simple, really. She either agrees or you all go. Did you tell her what I made you do?" There was silence for a moment, then Buck said, "Uh, n-not really." Sam laughed. "Not really? Bucky, put on your big boy pants and tell your wife that you sucked my dick and swallowed my cum. Tell her what didn't go into your mouth went all over your face. You have to tell her, or she will not understand what this arrangement is going to be like. Or would you rather I come over there and tell her myself?"

"NO, no, don't do that!" said Buck in a panicky voice. Sam said, "Well tell her now or we can forget the whole thing, got that?" "Yeah, yeah, I got it!" said Buck in a dejected tone of voice. "Okay," said Sam, "You go tell her that right now and then call me back and tell me you told her." Sam hung up the phone before Buck could say anything else.

About an hour later, Sam's phone rang again. "Did you tell her?" asked Sam as he answered the phone. Buck said, "Yeah, I told her." Sam laughed and said, "What did she say? And don't lie to me about it, tell me exactly what she said." Buck replied, "Uh, well, she, uh, she called me a queer and said I was just as much a faggot as you are. She said you and I should get married and live together so we can suck each other's dick all the time." Sam laughed even louder this time. "That bitch is hilarious!" said Sam, "Tell her that I am coming to your house at 5:30 this evening, and she should have a cold beer waiting on me." Before Buck could reply, Sam hung up the phone.

At 5:30 pm on the dot, Sam Darrow pulled his heavy-duty pick up truck into the driveway of what used to be Buck's and Angela's house. As he got out, he saw the blinds in the front window move, so he knew that his presence had been detected. He walked up to the front door and, before he could ring the doorbell, the front door opened and Buck stood there with a worried smile on his face. Sam did not wait to be invited inside, but stepped past Buck and entered the house. Sam turned to Buck and said, "Where's my beer?" Buck said, "Oh, right, buddy! I'll go get you one." Sam said, "No! I want Angela to bring it to me."

Buck sort of flinched a little, then yelled into the direction of the kitchen, "Hey, babe, bring Sam a beer and come say hello!" Angela yelled back, "Tell him to come get it himself!" Buck was about to reply when Sam interrupted him. "Shut up, Buck! I'll handle this." Sam walked into the kitchen where Angela was sitting at the kitchen table. Sam walked up to her and said, "Get me my beer, Angie, or this whole deal is off and you'll be out on the street sitting your fat ass on the curb! Got it?" Angela looked up at Sam with a sneer but didn't say anything. Sam stared right back into her eyes. Sam saw a glazed look in her eyes that let him know she was probably high. Sam said, "If your ass is on the curb, how are you gonna get your pills? Your husband wants to continue living here. You need to decide right now whether you want to stay here as well. And what about your boys?"

Angela glared up at Sam for a second and then suddenly stood up, causing her chair to flip over onto the floor. As she strutted to the refrigerator, Sam walked back into the living room and sat down in a chair. Angela walked up to Sam and thrust a bottle of cold beer towards Sam, not saying a word. Sam looked at the bottle of beer, then up at Angela's face. "Open it." growled Sam. With an exasperated sigh, Angela twisted off the cap and held it out to Sam. Sam took the beer from her, then said, "Sit down, Angie."

Angela went over to the sofa and plopped down onto it. Sam looked at her as he took a long swig of the cold beer. Angela had put on some weight since he had last seen her in high school, but after a few years and a couple of babies, she had changed. She was still moderately attractive, in a trashy sort of way. Her titties seemed even larger than before.

Sam said, "Where are your two boys?" Buck quickly said, "They are over at a friend's house, and won't be back for a couple of hours." "Good," said Sam, and he turned to look at Buck. "Get naked, Bucky-boy." Buck seemed to freeze. "W-what?" asked Buck in a stunned voice. "You heard me," said Sam in a no-nonsense voice, "I said take your fucking clothes off." "B-but, Sam! Now?" Sam glared at Buck with a withering stare. "I mean it, Bucky," said Sam softly, "Get naked. Angie here has seen it before. In fact, Angie here has seen me suck your dick before, haven't you `babe?' She's even seen you fuck me in the ass!" With that, Angela snickered and said, "Yeah I did, and you loved every second of it!" Sam ignored her, not taking his eyes off of Buck. Buck hesitated for a moment, then started to pull off his t-shirt.

Sam watched Buck slowly pull his clothes off, noticing that, even though he had put on a few pounds and the once-beautiful washboard abs had faded away, Buck was still a sexy animal. When Buck pulled down his underwear, Sam looked over at Angela, who was watching this whole thing with a look of disgust. When Buck was completely naked, Sam said, "Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over here to me." Buck's face flushed with embarrassment and humiliation as he got down on his hands and knees and crawled over to where Sam was sitting.

Sam looked back at Angela and said, "See? This is what I require of both of you. Instant and complete obedience. Your husband here likes living here. And if you like living here, Angie-babe, you also will give me instant and complete obedience. So, why don't you get on out of here and go to your bedroom and stay there until Bucky comes to get you." Angela got up from the sofa and, as she was walking out of the living room, Sam said, "Good girl." Sam and Buck heard the bedroom door close behind her.

Sam returned his attention to Buck, who was kneeling between Sam's spread legs. "Unbuckle my belt and unbutton my pants, Bucky-boy,' said Sam.

What Sam was doing to Buck in making him strip naked and then undo Sam's pants is exactly what Buck had done to Sam when they were teenagers. Sam remembered that being naked while Buck was fully clothed was especially humiliating to Sam, so this was appropriate payback.

With trembling fingers, Buck unbuckled Sam's belt and started fumbling with Sam's pants. Buck could tell that Sam's cock was already hard. "Pull down my zipper, pretty boy, and open my pants up," said Sam softly. When Buck finally had Sam's pants open, Sam said, "Get your face in there and get a good whiff of my junk. Get to know my scent, because you're going to be sniffing it a lot from now on."

Buck pushed his face into the junction of Sam's strong thighs and inhaled deeply. Sam put a hand on the back of Buck's head and pushed it further into Sam's crotch. Sam loved the feel of Buck's face jammed up against his big balls and his cock gave a big twitch. Sam said to Buck, "Pull down my underwear, boy, and get reacquainted with my cock." Sam lifted his ass up off the chair as Buck slid Sam's pants and briefs down to his knees. Sam's large cock bounced out of his underwear and lay on his lower belly.

"Lick my balls, Bucky-boy!" said Sam, and Buck sighed deeply, then started licking Sam's nut-sack with his wet tongue. "Yeah, that's right, boy, lick em really good," sighed Sam, "Get em good and wet. Suck on my balls, take `em in your mouth and suck them. That's right. And be careful, because, just like last time, if I feel your teeth at all, I'll break your fucking arm."

"Okay, Bucky-boy, it's time for the main course," said Sam, "Show me how you like to treat my dick." Buck looked up for just a second, his face smeared with his own saliva, and saw Sam watching him debase and humiliate himself. Sam smiled down at his bitch and said, "You know, Bucky-boy, you have a sexy mouth. Your lips are full and they make me want to just fuck your mouth and feed you my cum. You're going to come to love the taste of my cum, Bucky-boy." Then Buck slowly lifted Sam's dick up from his belly and started licking it like a lollipop. Sam put his head back and groaned in pleasure as Buck's tongue moved up and down his thick trunk. "That's right, cocksucker, do it just like I taught you," moaned Sam. Sam then looked down between his legs as Buck took Sam's cock into his mouth. Buck gagged just a little, totally repulsed by what he was being forced to do. But Sam noticed that there was not even a hint of teeth on his dick as Buck sucked him. Maybe Buck would shape up into a halfway decent cocksucker with a little more practice.

Sam said, "Play with your cock while you suck me, Bucky-boy! I wanna see that big beauty all hard and stiff while you make a partial payment on your rent." Buck kept Sam's penis in his mouth as he looked up at Sam. Buck wondered how he could possibly get a hard-on while he was doing something that disgusted him. But he had no choice. Buck's hand went down below where he was kneeling, grasped his own dick and started to fondle and stroke himself. "That's it, Bucky-boy, play with that cock and get it hard. I love seeing that bad boy all excited and hard. You're doing good now, it feels really good."

Buck bobbed his head up and down on Sam's meat, feeling the thick shaft move slowly in and out of his mouth. Sam noticed that Buck seemed to be doing a much better job of sucking his dick with Angela out of the room. He seemed to be concentrating more on the quality of the blow-job now. He used his tongue on the head of Sam's penis. "Good boy," said Sam softly, his fingers in Buck's hair, "Suck my dick the same way I used to suck yours back in high school. Use your tongue and your lips to massage my meat. Play with my balls while you suck it."

Sam was so into this now. He was amazed that here he was, in Buck's own living room, being sucked off by his former bully. He knew he wouldn't last long now. Buck still had a lot to learn about sucking a dick, but he had improved since the last time, there was no doubt. Sam took a long swig of his beer and spread his muscular legs wider apart. "Keep sucking me, Bucky," moaned Sam, "I'm gonna feed you my cum in just a few seconds."

When Sam felt the onset of his orgasm coming, he held Buck's head firmly in place and started fucking his mouth faster. Buck felt Sam's body tense up and Sam's cock seemed to expand and get bigger. Sam groaned loudly and then pulled Buck's head down hard on his cock as it exploded inside Buck's mouth. Great big globs of hot, creamy sperm shot into Buck's mouth, one after the other, five or six powerful jets of gooey semen splattering against the back of Buck's throat. Buck coughed and spluttered as the thick cum shot into him. He tried to back off of the spasming dick, but Sam held Buck's head down firmly. "Swallow it, Bucky, swallow my cum!" shouted Sam, "Don't you dare spill a single drop of it, boy! Swallow it!" Buck had no choice... he either swallowed it or he would drown in it, so he swallowed as fast as he could. The taste and smell of Sam's semen was mild and salty. It didn't taste bad or nasty. He just swallowed it.

As the last dribbles of cum left Sam's dick, both men were shocked when they heard a young boy's voice behind them. "Daddy! What are you doing? Why are you naked?" Buck quickly spit Sam's wilting penis out of his mouth, turned around with wide eyes, and saw his two young sons standing in the foyer looking directly at them. Buck was trying not to choke on the remnants of Sam's thick cum as he jumped up off of the floor and put his hands over his penis.

Before he could say anything, Sam smiled at the two cute young boys and said, "Hi boys! It's good to see you! Did you have fun at your friend's house?" Sam quickly pulled his pants and underwear up as the boys shifted their attention to him. "Who are you? And what was my daddy doing to you?" said the older boy while the younger brother stared wide-eyed at them. Sam chuckled in a friendly tone and said, "My name is Sam, and I am a good friend of your mom and dad! Your daddy was just making me feel really good because he likes doing that." The older boy looked to be about 10 years old, and he looked confused. The younger boy was 9 years old. The older boy said, "Daddy had your penis in his mouth!"

Sam knew there was no denying what the boys had plainly seen. Buck looked over at Sam, a horrified and embarrassed look on his face, slack-jawed and speechless. Sam smiled again and, in as friendly and reassuring tone of voice that he could muster, he replied, "Yes, yes he did. That is how he was making me feel good! That is how he was showing me what a good friend he is to me! I have done that to your daddy before, and he does it to me. It's a good thing."

Sam zipped up his pants and tucked in his shirt before standing up from the chair where he had been sitting. Sam moved over to where the boys were standing while Buck was pulling on his underwear. Sam held his hand out to the older boy and said, "My name is Sam! And you must be Eli, right?" Eli shook Sam's hand, but was still very confused. Eli nodded his head and said, "I'm Eli, and this is my brother, Taylor." "Hi, Taylor!" said Sam, who also shook the younger boy's hand.

Buck was desperately trying to pull his pants up without tripping and falling down. Sam tried his best not to laugh. But Eli wasn't done. "What was my dad doing to your... your penis?" the older boy asked. Sam decided to tell the truth, because this boy seemed to have a good bullshit detector working in his head. Buck was so upset that he could not intervene. Sam just shrugged and said, "Your daddy was sucking it for me. It feels really good, and he was trying to make me feel good." By now, Buck had somewhat gathered his wits about him and said, "You boys go on to your room now! Go on! Get ready for bed, brush your teeth, and I'll be in there soon."

When the boys had gone to their room, Buck turned and glared at Sam, who sat back down in his chair. "Goddamn it, Sam! Why did you go off and tell my boys that I was sucking your dick!?" Sam just shrugged and said, "They saw you sucking my dick, Bucky, what was I supposed to say? That I was losing air and you were blowing me back up? I mean, I'm sorry that they saw you doing that, but it's done now. Besides, that boy of yours, Eli? He knew what you were doing, and I decided that it was best that I not lie to him about it. He's not stupid, you know? And, at least I didn't shoot my load all over your face like I did last time!"

Buck was not happy. "What am I supposed to say to them now?" asked Buck in a panicked, exasperated voice. Sam shrugged and said, "Tell them what I told them! I mean, they both saw it with their own eyes! Tell them you were making me feel good, That's the truth. Tell them that sucking my dick for me was making me feel good, `cause that's the truth too! Then drop it. Now call Angela back in here. I want to talk to her before I go."

Buck stared at Sam for a moment with distrust and suspicion. Sam just stared right back at him. Then Buck went upstairs to the door of the bedroom he shared with Angela, knocked on the door and said, "C'mon out, babe. Sam wants to talk to you."

Angela shuffled out into the living room. "Have a seat," said Sam. She plopped down onto the sofa and looked up at Sam. Sam said, "I am about to go home, Angie, but I want to make sure that you understand our arrangement and that you agree to it." Angie stared numbly at Sam, then said, "Tell me again." Sam sighed and then leaned forward in his chair, staring directly into Angela's glazed eyes.

"First and foremost, you and Buck will do everything, and I mean everything, that I tell you to do immediately and completely, without complaint. No whining. You saw part of what Buck did tonight, and he told you what he did for me three nights ago. Bucked sucked my cock tonight and swallowed my load. You are subject to having to do the same thing." Angela bristled at this. "I'm not gonna suck your dick, you faggot!" Sam smiled and said, "You will if I tell you to, unless you want to be out on the street turning tricks like a common street-whore. Besides, your husband is probably a better cocksucker than you are. I hear you haven't sucked his dick in years, but that is going to change, so you better get used to having a cock in your mouth, sweetheart." Angela still glared at him, but then settled back into the sofa and was silent.

"Second, you and Buck will each get a job, a regular job, full time," continued Sam. "You will do this within two weeks. I don't care what kind of job it is, or what the pay is. You can work at Burger King if you want. You each will give me one half of your take home pay for rent. None of this is negotiable. I will be looking at your paycheck stubs."

"Third, I will let you live here as long as you both follow my rules and instructions to the max. Your job income will be your rent, as well as what services I tell you to perform. Buck will mow my lawn every week and tend to the shrubs as needed. You will wash my car once per week. I will pay your utility bills for at least the first three months. You two are responsible for the boys' expenses."

"Fourth, I will come into this house any time I wish, no matter what you are doing. You will always bring me a cold beer and open it for me, if I ask you to. And, Angie-babe, if I want to fuck your nasty old twat, then you better get naked fast and spread your legs for me! If I tell you to eat my asshole, then you'd better get to licking. And you will suck my cock and swallow my cum if I want you to, got that? Your fat ass belongs to me now. Buck's ass is mine too."

Sam sat back in his chair as Buck and Angela stared at him in silence. Sam said, "Those are your two choices... you comply with these rules, or you're out on the street in days. Do you agree to our arrangement?" Silence. Then Sam stood up. "Buck? Do you agree?" Buck looked at Sam and then lowered his eyes. "Yes," Buck said softly. Sam looked at Angela. "Angie-babe? Do you agree?" Angela stared at him for a moment, then she also lowered her eyes in surrender and said, "Yes, goddamn it. And stop calling me Angie' or Angie-babe!'" Sam said, "I'll call you whatever the fuck I want to call you, bitch. And when I call you, you jump! Understand me?" Angie didn't say anything.

Sam tried very hard not to scream out in triumph, but he barely suppressed a smile. "Okay, then," Sam said slowly. "This is going to cost me a lot of money, you know. I could just put you both out, sell this dump for a good price, and call it a day with a tidy profit. Think of all this as me doing you both a big favor, even though neither of you deserve it. I am also doing this for the boys. Eli and Taylor don't deserve to have to go into foster care just because you two assholes can't handle your own shit."

With that, Sam walked to the front door and opened it. "I'll be seeing you both very soon," said Sam as he walked out the door, got into his truck and drove home.

Two days later, Sam pulled his truck into the driveway of Buck's house, got out and walked up to the front door. Without knocking, Sam opened the door and walked into the house. He heard Angela in the kitchen, but he walked up the stairs to the bedrooms. Sam heard noises coming from one of the bedrooms, so he knocked twice on the door and opened it. There he saw the boys, Eli and Taylor, playing a game on their PS2. Both boys looked up when Sam came in, and he knew the boys recognized him from two nights ago, when they had witnessed their father, naked and sucking Sam's dick.

"Hey boys!" said Sam with a big smile, "It's me, Sam! I just wanted to say hi!" Eli paused the game and said, "Dad is out in the back yard." Sam said, "Okay, thanks, boys! I'm just here this evening so that your daddy can make me feel really good again." This time, nine year old Taylor said, "Is daddy going to put your penis back in his mouth again?" Sam just laughed and said, "Yeah, he sure is! That's what he does to make me feel really good. This time, I think I'm going to have him suck it in your mama's and daddy's bedroom, so you're welcome to come watch if you want to." Both boys were quiet for a moment before Taylor said, "That would be fun! I want to watch!" Sam smiled and said, "Just wait for a few minutes after your daddy and I go into the bedroom, and then very quietly come into the room, and don't let him know you are there. Be very quiet, and you can watch him suck my penis."

Sam left the boys' room and closed the door behind them, then descended the stairs back to the main floor. Sam walked into the kitchen, where Angela was sitting at the kitchen table. Once again, Sam could see that she was high. Sam said, "Hello, Angie-babe! How's my favorite rent-girl doing today?" Angela was startled at first, but then her eyes narrowed as she looked at Sam. She tried to ignore him, but Sam moved behind her, reached around her shoulder and wrapped his hand around one of Angela's big breasts, squeezing it gently. "Stop that!" she yelled, but Sam kept groping her tittie. Sam said, "Where is Bucky?" Angela did not try to prevent Sam from molesting her, and said, "He's out back washing the car." Sam gave her fat tit one last squeeze and said, "Thanks."

Sam went out the back door and saw Buck with the garden hose in one hand and a large, soapy sponge in the other, washing the little 4-door sedan. Sam walked over to the water faucet on the side of the house and shut off the water. Buck hadn't seen Sam yet, and he hollered, "What the fuck?" Then he saw Sam standing there with a smile on his face.

"What the fuck do you want?" snarled Buck. Sam looked at Buck, who was wearing only a pair of very short cut-off denim shorts. Sam approached him and said, "I want you, Bucky-boy! I want those sexy cock-sucking lips wrapped around my dick. I'm horny." Buck sighed loudly, looked at his car, and said, "Let me finish washing the car." Sam shook his head, saying, "The car can wait. My cock cannot. Now come inside like a good boy and do what you're supposed to do." With that, Sam went back inside the house and waited for Buck in the living room. As he walked through the kitchen, he said "Angie, get me a beer."

As Angela got up from her seat and fetched the beer, Buck came into the house. He followed Angela into the living room, where Sam was standing patiently. Sam took his beer, after Angela opened it for him, and looked at Buck. "You know the drill, Bucky-boy! Get those shorts off."

Buck mumbled something that Sam could not hear, then unsnapped the button of his shorts and slid them down his thick, muscular thighs. Sam never tired of seeing Buck Johansson naked. He had always thought that Buck was a handsome boy, well-built and muscular, and even these years later, it wouldn't take much to get Buck back into good physical condition. Sam watched as Buck slid down his dingy white briefs, noting how meaty and firm the globes of Buck's ass were. Yeah, he thought to himself, Buck is still a stud.

When Buck was entirely naked, Sam said, "Let's go up to your bedroom and you can do me there. There's no reason for Angela to watch you sucking my cock, unless you want he to?" Buck looked up at Sam and said, "No, no! There's no reason for her to watch."

Buck started up the stairs and Sam followed him, looking at Buck's firm round butt-cheeks directly iin front of him. Sam reached out and took one of the half-melons in his hand and gave it a firm squeeze. Sam laughed when Buck jumped a little, and said, "You sure do have a pretty ass there, Bucky-boy!" As they neared the top of the stairs, Sam slowed his pace and let Buck get several steps ahead of him. Buck went into his bedroom, and Sam took the opportunity to open the boys' bedroom door, stick his head in, and say, "Give me 5 minutes, boys, then very quietly come into your parents' bedroom." Both Eli and Taylor eagerly nodded their heads. Then Sam followed Buck into the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar.

"Get my pants undone and unzip me," said Sam softly. Sam sat on the edge of the bed as Buck knelt down between Sam's knees. He unbuttoned Sam's pants and slid the zipper down. "Pull them down to my knees," ordered Sam. Buck did what he was told, then he was staring right into the big bulge in Sam's snug-fitting designer boxer-briefs. "Smell my balls," Sam said huskily. Buck pushed his face into the gap between Sam's upper thighs and inhaled deeply. Then Buck did it again, seeming to almost savor the musky male scent. "You like the way my balls smell, don't you, cocksucker?" said Sam, clearly enjoying the embarrassment and humiation on Buck's face. "It's okay," grumbled Buck as he inhaled again.

The way Sam and Buck were situated in the room, with Sam sitting on the side of the bed and Buck kneeling between his legs, it would be very difficult for Buck to see the door to the bedroom behind him. "Pull down my underwear and say hello to your new best friend," said Sam. Sam raised his ass up off the mattress as Buck pulled down Sam's underwear. "Lick my balls, bitch," said Sam. Buck moved his face against the soft, wrinkled skin of Sam's large scrotum, stuck out his tongue, and began swabbing Sam's nuts with it. "That's it, baby," said Sam, "treat my balls to a nice warm bath."

As Buck was licking Sam's ball-sack, Sam saw the bedroom door open slowly. Then, very quietly, both Eli and Taylor slid through the door and stood to the rear quarter of their naked father, their eyes wide and their mouths open slightly. "Suck my dick now, Bucky," said Sam quietly but loud enough for the two boys to hear, "Make me very happy." Buck lifted Sam's hard, dripping cock and aimed it at his mouth, opening his lips and sliding the swollen dark red head into his mouth. Sam moaned with pleasure as the warm wetness of Buck's mouth enveloped his dick. "That's right, cocksucker," said Sam in a loud whisper, "suck my big fat dick!"

As Buck started sucking Sam's erect penis, Sam looked over to where the two boys stood, out of Buck's line of sight. Sam smiled when he saw the both boys had their hands down between their legs, rubbing their dicks through the front of their shorts as they watched their father going down on Sam's hard cock. The boys were staring intently at their naked father slobbering all over Sam's cock, and Sam could see the front of their shorts tenting out as they rubbed it.

"Good boy, Bucky," said Sam softly, "get as much of my dick into your mouth as you can. You're doing good... so fuckin' good!" Buck kept sucking, hoping to get this disgusting chore over with so he could go back to washing his car. Sam leaned over Buck and ran his hand down Buck's strong back and onto Buck's meaty bubble-butt. Sam slid his middle finger down into the crease between those smooth globes, searching and probing until Buck suddenly stiffened and groaned as Sam's finger found the tiny opening to Buck's asshole. Sam looked over and smiled at the boys, who obediently stood wide-eyed in complete silence as their dad fellated Sam's cock.

Sam ran his fingertip in small circles around Buck's asshole, making Buck whimper and moan involuntarily. Then Sam brought his hand back up and squeezed the muscular firmness of Buck's bottom. "Keep sucking me, Bucky-boy! You're making me so happy! You're such a good cocksucker!" praised Sam. "Your mouth and tongue feel so good on my cock!"

Sam noticed that Buck was able to take a little bit more of Sam's cock into his mouth without gagging than he had the first two blow-jobs. Sam smiled as he felt proud of his obedient cocksucker down between his legs. Sam's hands took Buck's head between them, gripping the stud's hair and guiding his mouth up and down on Sam's cock. He looked up again at the two boys and saw that both of the cuties now had their hands jammed down inside the front of their shorts as they watch their father make Sam "feel good." Those two boys were horny little fuckers.

Sam felt his orgasm building up in his balls, the sensation starting to spread out in ripples through his body. Sam said, "Okay, Bucky-boy, get ready for your reward! You have made me so happy that I'm gonna cum in a few seconds." Sam was really saying all of this for the boys' benefit.

As Sam felt Buck's sucking mouth and swirling tongue, he felt the tidal wave of his orgasm building and building, until suddenly it crashed over him. Sam yanked his pulsing, throbbing cock from Buck's sucking mouth and aimed it directly at Buck's face. Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Sam's come rocketed out of his dickhead and splashed all over Sam's surprised face. Sam saw the boys' eyes widen with shock and surprise as Sam painted their daddy's face with warm, thick, creamy white semen. Even more cum splattered onto Buck's face as Sam's cock continued to lurch and kick in the throes of orgasm.

As the orgasm waned, Sam used hand gestures to get the boys to quietly leave the bedroom, which they did. Sam continued to hold Buck's face down between his legs, allowing the boys to slip silently into the hallway and into their own bedroom. Sam then pulled Buck's face back and up, loving the way his thick jizz oozed down Buck's cheeks and eyebrows and nose. There was a lot of cum. Buck used his fingers to clear some of the thick goodness out of his eyes and off of his lips. Sam lay back on the bed, catching his breath. He took a long swig of his cold beer, then offered some to Buck, to get the taste of Sam's sperm out of his mouth. Then, to Sam's satisfaction, Buck licked the last drop of cum off of Sam's cockhead and swallowed it, then tucked Sam's wilting cock back into the front pouch of his underwear, pulling up Sam's pants as well.

When Sam was dressed, he told Buck to go back downstairs and put his underwear and shorts back on and wait for him there. As he watched Buck move down the stairs, Sam opened the boys' bedroom door and looked inside. Eli and Taylor looked up at Sam with big smiles on their faces. Eli said, "It looked like daddy made you really happy!" Sam smiled and said, "Yes, he really did! Your daddy is getting to be a very good cocksucker." Taylor looked puzzled though. "What was all that white gooey stuff you sprayed on daddy's face?" Sam said, "That was my sperm, Taylor. It's not pee. It's what a man makes in his body to inject into a woman's body to get her pregnant. And when it shoots out like that, it feels really good! Some guys call it `cum.' You can't produce it yet in your body because you're too young, but when you get to be 11, 12 or 13, you will, and you will want to shoot your cum inside a boy or a girl." "Can we watch daddy suck you again some time?" said Eli. "Of course, but we don't want your dad to know you are watching him suck my dick because he gets nervous when he's being watched. So don't say anything to him about it, okay?" "Okay!" said the cuties in unison.

Sam said goodbye to the boys and went downstairs, where Buck had dressed and was waiting for him. Sam said, "What have you done to get a job, Buck? Have you applied anywhere?" Buck looked at his feet and Sam sensed that Buck was about to lie to him. Buck said, "I can't find anywhere that's hiring." Sam said, "Don't, Buck. Don't you lie to me. McDonald's is hiring. Dunkin Donuts is hiring. All sorts of fast food places are hiring. You just haven't looked. You think I'm kidding about this? Tomorrow, I want you to have applications in at six or seven places. Same goes for your wife. You both need to get your lazy asses in gear or you're going to be out of here."

Sam headed to the front door and said, "I'm serious, Bucky-boy. Get your ass out and get a job!" Sam slammed the door behind him and drove himself home.

Sam generally went over to Buck's house every two days, and every time he interrogated Buck and Angela about their efforts to get a job. Angela finally got a job at a local pizza joint, washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen. She worked from 3:00 pm to 10:00 pm five days a week on the weekdays. She earned minimum wage and had no benefits. Buck was finding it difficult to get a job. He was too arrogant to apply at fast food places because those jobs were beneath him. Finally he got a job at one of the local grocery stores in the warehouse, stocking shelves. He also earned minimum wage and had no benefits. He worked nights.

Every time Sam went to Buck's house, Sam eventually had Buck naked and kneeling between Sam's legs, sucking his dick. Sam started getting closer and closer to Buck's two young sons, Eli and Taylor, speaking with them every time he was at the house until the two boys were comfortable around him. Often, when Sam came over to the house, Eli would grin and ask Sam, "Is daddy going to make you happy again?" Taylor would cover his mouth and giggle. Sam would smile and say, "Yes he is!"

Sam started varying his visits to the house, sometimes coming three days in a row, then waiting four days before his next visit. Sam did not want to be predictable. He wanted each visit to be unexpected.

About four weeks later, Sam dropped by Buck's house after leaving his bank office. Angela was at the pizza place washing dishes, and Buck was supposed to be at home preparing to go to his grocery store job. But when Sam arrived, no one was at the house except Eli and Taylor. "Where's your dad?" asked Sam. Both boys shrugged. Sam sat on the bed and said, "How about a game?" Both boys yelled "Yeah!!" simultaneously, so Eli set up the PS2 and got the controllers. Sam said, "You boys play each other and I'll watch so I can learn how." Eli sat on the floor at the foot of the bed while Sam sat on the bed above Eli. Taylor grabbed one of the controllers and, before Sam knew what was happening, Taylor climbed onto Sam's lap and settled in, leaning his back against Sam's belly and chest.

Both boys were wearing only shorts and t-shirts. Sam held onto Taylor's hips and sides as the game started. Taylor was very animated as he played his role in the game, twisting and squirming his little body on Sam's lap. Sam leaned in and smelled the boy's hair, enjoying the scent of this cute boy's shampoo. Sam moved one of his hands up to Taylor's flat belly and started to lightly rub it as the boy played his game. Taylor leaned back into Sam even more. Sam moved his hand up to Taylor's chest, continuing to rub the boy in his lap. Sam started to get an erection as the little boy's cute little bottom continued to squirm and wriggle against him.

Sam moved his mouth up close to Taylor's ear and whispered, "You're really good at this game!" Taylor giggled but kept his attention on his game. Sam moved his hand down and slid it under the bottom hem of Taylor's t-shirt, making light contact with the boy's incredibly soft skin on his belly. Sam rubbed the boy's bare belly and kissed him just behind his ear. Taylor giggled again and squirmed his cute butt against Sam's growing boner. The 9 year old smelled so good to Sam it made his cock twitch. Taylor paused in his game-playing for just a second or two, turned his head towards Sam, and said, "Is that your dick up under my butt? I just felt it move." Taylor resumed playing the video game like it was no big deal, so Sam kept rubbing the boy's bare belly. Sam said, "Yes, that's my dick. Your cute little butt is making it happy." Taylor just kept playing.

About 30 minutes later, the front door slammed loudly and Buck could be heard cursing downstairs. Sam picked Taylor up off his lap and set him on the bed beside him. Then Sam walked downstairs, his hard-on still poking out the front of his pants like a tent. Buck was obviously agitated and angry as he paced back and forth in the living room, cursing. Sam said, "What's wrong? What has happened?" Buck paused for just a second as he looked at Sam, then he resumed his angry tirade. "They took my fucking car! Those cocksuckers stole my car right out of my fucking driveway! I saw them do it! I chased them for a couple of blocks, then I just walked down to the title loan company that I borrowed money from to buy the car from in the first place!"

"Wait," said Sam, "Who took your car?" Buck stopped pacing, looked at Sam with an almost pitiful, lost expression on his face, and said, "The repo guys! I borrowed money from the car title loan place by using the car title as collateral, and now they have fuckin' repossessed it! They just said I need to pay them all of the money I owe them, or they will use the car title that I signed over to them to sell the car to someone else!" Buck looked down at his feet and ran his hand through his thick hair. "If I don't have a car, I'm fucked!"

Sam went up next to Buck and put a hand on his shoulder. "No, you're not fucked," said Sam quietly, "You'll just have to use other transportation to get to work and back. And Angela works within walking distance of the pizza place, so that's not a problem. It might even get some of that extra meat off of her ass!" Buck looked at Sam and almost laughed. But then he got all serious again and said, "Other transportation? Like what? Are you gonna buy me a car?" Sam chuckled and said, "No, but I do have a bicycle back at my place that I used to ride all the time whenever you texted me to come over to your house and suck your dick. Do you remember that?"

Buck looked down at his feet again and was silent for a few seconds. Buck said, "But what about picking the boys up from school, or taking them to school activities? I can't ride them over there on a fucking bicycle!" Sam squeezed Buck's shoulder and said, "I can pick them up from school, and they can ride the bus to school. Besides, riding a bike back and forth to work won't take much longer that driving a car, and you'll save money on gas and car insurance." Buck looked at Sam and said, "We don't have insurance on the car. It got too expensive after Angela had a wreck."

Sam couldn't believe how irresponsible and stupid Buck Johansson was. He supposed it was due to Angela's pill habit and Buck's gambling addiction.

Sam said, "So, riding a bike to work won't kill you." Sam slowly slid his hand down from Buck's shoulder, down his back until it was resting on the round curve of Buck's butt. "Besides, Bucky, riding that bike will tone and firm up this sexy ass you have." Sam squeezed Buck's ass. Buck turned and looked at Sam angrily. "You're a fucking pervert, you know that?" Sam just smiled and said, "Yeah, I guess I am." He took his hand away from Buck's rump and said, "Bucky, you've got to get to work. Go get dressed for work and I'll run home and get you my bike. You can start riding it tonight."

When Sam returned to Buck's house, the bicycle was in the bed of his truck. Sam had aired the tires to proper pressure and it seemed ready to go. Sam went back into the house just as Buck was coming down the stairs. Sam said, "I have the bike outside and it's ready to go. Is Angela already at work?" "Yeah, she'll be home around 9:30 when her shift is over," replied Buck, "so, hey, would you mind staying with the boys until she gets home? It'll only be a couple of hours." Sam smiled and said, "Sure, no problem, Buck. Now get going before you're late." Buck turned as he was walking out the door and said, "I have their dinner in the oven. Would you..." Sam interrupted and said, "Sure, sure! Get going!"

Sam watched Buck get on the bike and pedal wobblily down the street. Then he went upstairs and told the boys to come downstairs for dinner. Both boys scrambled down and Sam smiled as they wolfed down their food.

After supper, Sam and Eli and Taylor went into the living room to watch a movie the boys had picked out. Sam sat on the sofa and pulled Taylor onto his lap as Eli sat close to him. As they watched the movie, Taylor lay back against Sam's chest, his legs hanging down on either side of Sam's thighs. Sam was again enthralled by the young boy's scent, and soon Sam's hands once again slid up under Taylor's t-shirt and gently rubbed his soft, flat belly. The boy's skin was so smooth as Sam's fingers skimmed across it, moving slowly up to the boy's chest. Sam's face was nestled into the side of Taylor's neck. Sam whispered, "Do you like this, Taylor?" Taylor nodded his head slightly and said, "Yes, it feels so good."

Sam looked to his side and saw that Eli had snuggled into the space between Sam's upper arm and his chest, his knees drawn up so his bare feet rested on the sofa. The boys were so cute, and they seemed to enjoy the attention that Sam was paying to them. Sam felt his cock getting hard as Taylor would occasionally squirm his little bottom down onto Sam's lap.

Sam's fingers found Taylor's puffy little nipples and started lightly brushing over them as he rubbed the boy's chest. Taylor's body squirmed with pleasure as Sam played with his nipples. Sam kissed the boy's neck lightly, then slid his tongue up onto Taylor's ear, licking the ear lobe lightly. Taylor wriggled his butt with pleasure against Sam's erection, and the boy sighed deeply, like a contented puppy.

As one of Sam's hands toyed with Taylor's nipple, his other hand slid down over the boy's soft belly until the tips of his fingers slid under the waistband of Taylor's shorts. Taylor turned and whispered, "Is that your penis rubbing up against my butt again?" Sam smiled and kissed the boy's neck again. "Yes it is," said Sam in a whisper. "Is it hard like when Daddy makes you happy?" asked the boy quietly. Sam said, "Yes, it's hard because you are making me happy right now." Taylor said, "I like making you happy, Sam."

Sam's lower hand slid further under the waistband of Taylor's shorts, feeling the elastic of the boy's underwear. Sam licked Taylor's ear again, causing the boy to wiggle onto Sam's fully hard boner. Then Sam slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband of Taylor's underwear, feeling the smooth, soft, hairless skin of his lower belly. As he explored even further, Sam's fingers made contact with the spongy tip of the boy's penis. Taylor sighed deeply again as the man's finger tips caressed his dickhead.

Sam looked down at where Eli was snuggled up against him and saw that the other boy's eyes were no longer on the TV, but were staring at the subtle movements underneath the front of his younger brother's shorts. Sam detected no negative reaction on Eli's face as he watched his little brother being molested.

Sam's finger softly stroked Taylor's little penis, and in seconds it was as erect as Sam's own cock. He took his thumb and index finger and grasped the hard 3 inch boy-cock, stroking it up and down its shaft. The skin of Taylor's hard dick was impossibly smooth, warm and silky as Sam slid it up and down the boned-up shaft. His other hand continued to gently play with Taylor's puffy nipples, and the boy was really squirming his meaty butt against Sam's cock.

Sam took his hand off of Taylor's chest and lightly caressed the side of Eli's face. The older boy closed his eyes as Sam's finger traced lines around Eli's ear. Eli sighed heavily as the man caressed him.

Sam pulled his other hand off of Taylor's steel-hard penis and withdrew it from the boy's shorts. He took the button of Taylor's shorts and unsnapped it, then pulled down the boy's zipper. He opened the front of Taylor's shorts, revealing the front of the boy's snug-fitting white briefs. "Let's get these shorts off of you," whispered Sam. Taylor pulled his shorts down his legs, lifting his behind up off of Sam's cock before settling his soft bottom back down on Sam's drooling erection.

Sam looked over Taylor's shoulder and savored the sight of the boy's snug-fitting briefs sticking out in the front, pushed out by Taylor's little boner. Sam's hand slid back inside the boy's underwear, and his fingers found the small, smooth scrotum between the boy's legs. He lifted the small ball-sack, feeling the small testicles inside. Sam said, "You are so beautiful, Taylor, a beautiful, sexy boy! Do you like it when I play with your dick?" Taylor pushed his rump down hard against Sam's cock, and Sam knew he would not last long if the boy continued doing that for very much longer. "Yes, I like it a lot, Uncle Sam!" said the boy quietly.

Sam didn't want to ignore Eli, so he said, "Eli, why don't you pull off your shirt and your shorts and join in on the fun?" Eli grinned and stood up from the sofa. As Eli pulled his shirt off, Sam was amazed by how beautiful his upper body was. Completely hairless, of course, with small pink nipples, no armpit hair, and a flat smooth belly. Sam just wanted to lick him all over.

Sam knew that Eli had a pretty ass. He could tell that by the way the boy filled out his shorts or his jeans. He had the classic bubble-butt, firm and high, jutting out from this back, curving in a gentle arc, and then down to his upper thighs. Eli unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down his legs. He was also wearing snug-fitting briefs, but these were baby blue. Sam was delighted to see that Eli clearly had an erection by the way his briefs jutted out in front.

Sam continued to fondle Taylor's hard penis as he looked up at Eli and said, "Step closer." Eli obeyed, moving to within easy arm's reach. Sam reached up and cupped the older boy's balls in his palm, squeezing them softly. Then his fingers found the bulge caused by Eli's penis and squeezed it firmly, causing Eli to moan loudly. Sam said, "You are getting to be a big boy, Eli! Nice cock. Has anyone ever touched you like this before?" "Um, no," said Eli. Sam started stroking the boy's shaft through the soft cotton fabric as Eli moaned again. "You like it, don't you?" asked Sam, "You like it when I stroke your peter?" "Yeah, I really do," admitted Eli.

"Turn around," said Sam breathlessly. Eli complied, and Sam took a deep breath. The baby-blue underwear fabric was tautly stretched over the succulent curve of Eli's ass, framing the contours of that ass like a framed piece of art. Sam's cock gave a big twitch , causing Taylor to giggle. His back was blemish-free and smooth. His legs were long and coltish. "Now take your underwear off," instructed Sam. Just two feet away, Sam watched in awe as the alabaster white skin of Eli's ass was revealed. The crevice between the meaty butt-cheeks was deep, and the skin on the cheeks was flawless.

Sam couldn't help himself. Looking at Eli's magnificent ass made Sam's cock start ejaculating inside his underwear, belching out hot jets of thick semen. Sam groaned loudly as his dick pulsed out more and more cum, each shot more intense than the prior one. Sam lay his head back on the back of the sofa and he groaned again as the waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over him,. Taylor, who was still on Sam's lap being felt up and molested, felt the throbbing of Sam's cock and then started to feel dampness on his butt, said "Your dick is twitching! Ewww, did you just pee in your pants!?" Taylor jumped up off of Sam's lap and turned to face him. His adorable boner was still proudly tenting out the front of his white briefs. Eli turned around and looked down at Sam's crotch. Sure enough, there was a small wet stain slowly spreading across the front of Sam's pants.

As soon as Sam caught his breath and got his wits about him, he laughed and said, "No no, boys, it's not pee! Remember the other day when you watched your father sucking my dick to make me happy? Remember how at the end, I covered his face with all of that white stuff? That white stuff is what we call cum.' That's what happens when a man gets happy.' You boys made me very happy by playing with me and sharing your bodies with me! And I was so happy that I shot my cum in my pants, making them wet in the front."

Eli, still standing naked in front of Sam, had turned to face Sam, his small cock as hard as iron. Sam reached out and took it in his hand and strolled it slowly, causing Eli to close his eyes and put his head back in pleasure. Eli's penis was about 4 and a half inches of beautiful white cock meat with a dark pink head. It was gorgeous as the boy's entire body. Eli said, "Can we see it?" Sam looked at his watch and saw that Angela would be getting home soon, but he opened his pants and pulled down his underwear, allowing the curious boys to see his shrinking dick swimming in a pool of thick, white semen.

Sam said, "We have to get dressed now and straighten up because your mother will be home any time now. Remember, boys, this is our secret. You can't tell anyone about what we did tonight or we will never be able to do it again, okay? You want to do this again, don't you?" Both boys nodded in agreement and started pulling their underwear and shorts and shirts back on. Sam said, "Isn't it time for you boys to bathe and get ready for bed?" Eli said, "Yes sir." The boys both hugged Sam and then ran upstairs to get ready for bed.

About ten minutes later, Angela walked into the house, and her eyes narrowed suspiciously when she saw Sam sitting on the sofa, innocently watching TV. Before she could say anything, though, Sam said, "The boys are upstairs getting their bath or shower, and then getting ready for bed. Buck asked me to watch them until you got home. They have had supper already. Buck had to go in to work a little early. And, now that you're here, I'll be on my way."

Angela looked tired, so she went into the kitchen and Sam let himself out the front door. As he drove home, he thought about his evening playing with Eli and Taylor. He could not shake the thoughts of feeling Taylor's little boy dick and the mental image of Eli's beautiful ass. Yes, he was going to have some fun with Buck's sons, that he was sure of.

Ever since Buck and Angela's car was repossessed, they became more and more reliant on Sam for transportation and other things. Sam would go by the house every few days, and play with Eli and Taylor, getting to know them better and better. Buck usually didn't have to go into work until 8: 30 in the evenings, and Angela got of work at 9:00. The boys started riding the school bus each day, so Sam wasn't needed for that very often. Sam also continued to have Buck orally service him before he had to go to work. Sam was very happy with the way things were shaping up. Angela was always sullen and sour whenever Sam came over. But Sam didn't mind that at all. In fact, he enjoyed the fact that Angela despised him.

One Saturday morning, Sam dropped by Buck's house. Eli and Taylor were over at a friend's house, and Angela had to work that Saturday night. Sam saw Buck in the back yard and went out to talk with him. "How's it going, Bucky-boy?" said Sam with a smirk. Buck was wearing some short cut-off jeans and a wife-beater shirt. He looked sexy, thought Sam. "It's okay, I guess," replied Buck. "That's good, glad to hear it," said Sam, "Hey, stop whatever it is that you're doing and go for a ride with me. I've got something to show you."

Buck looked up at Sam and said, "A ride? Where to?" Sam smiled and said, "It'll be a surprise! C'mon, let's go!" Buck followed Sam out to the driveway where Sam had parked his truck. They got in and drove off. "What's this all about?" asked Sam suspiciously. "You'll see soon enough. Stop asking questions and enjoy the ride.

Buck grew very nervous and unsettled when Sam pulled the truck into the parking lot of Smithers Park, parked the truck and turned off the engine. "What are we doing here?" asked Buck. Sam opened his door, got out and said, "Come with me." Sam reached into the back of the truck and pulled out a large backpack that looked very full, then handed it to Buck and said, "Carry this."

Sam led the way as he and Buck walked into the park. It was a beautiful morning and the park was filled with people playing basketball, sun-tanning by the big lake and enjoying themselves. Buck's apprehension grew as Sam led them onto a small hiking trail that led into the large forested area of the park. Although Buck had not been down this path in several years, he recognized it as the one he had taken Sam down before.

They walked into the shady forest. Buck kept asking questions, and finally Sam said, "Shut your trap, Bucky, you ask too many questions." After that, they walked in silence. As they went deeper into the woods, the path narrowed. Most people generally didn't walk this far into the woods, so soon they were alone as they walked.

Finally they approached a curve in the path, and Sam stopped. He looked at Buck, who was looking upset and fidgety. "Remember this place?" said Sam with a smirk. Buck clearly remembered but said nothing. "C'mon, Bucky-boy, let's go," said Sam softly. They left the path and trampled through the thick underbrush for about 200 yards or more before they came to a clearing, a small open space on the banks of a small creek, open enough to allow the direct sunlight to shine into it. Sam stopped, turned around to face Buck, and said, "Here we are, Bucky-boy! Just like old times!"

The old horizontal fallen tree trunk was still there, although a little bit weathered now. Sam was watching Buck's face as he remembered being here with Sam many years ago, when Buck had taken Sam's anal virginity. Buck was getting more upset. "Listen, Sam," said Buck with a whiney tone, "I really am sorry about what I did to you back in middle school and high school! I know I was a jerk, and I'm sorry, but we don't have to do this!" Sam said, "Put down the back pack, Bucky-boy, and start getting those clothes off." Sam's tone was one of deadly seriousness, and his statement was a command, not a request. "Please, Sam," cried Buck, "We really don't have to do this! C'mon, man! Let me just suck your dick for you, buddy? You like it when I suck your dick! You told me that I was getting good at it! There's no need for this!" Sam stood still and stared into Buck's eyes. "I said, get your clothes off. Do it now," Sam growled.

Buck mentally weighed his options. He could run out of that clearing and tell Sam to go fuck himself. And... he would lose his home, his job, and probably his family. Or, he could try to reason with Sam and convince him not to do this. But he had already tried this, and Sam wouldn't budge. There really was no other option left, other than to do what he was told to do.

With a sigh that was almost a sob, Buck slowly pulled off his shirt. Sam watched Buck, admiring his chest and flat belly covered in just a smattering of dark hair. Buck couldn't look at Sam as he unbuttoned his very short shorts, unzipped them, and pulled them down his legs, stepping out of them. "Stop there," said Sam. Buck stood there, wearing a pair of snug-fitting dark green cotton briefs that fit his lower body like a glove.

Sam went over to the stuffed back pack, unzipped it and pulled out an old, ratty-looking blanket. He tossed the blanket to Buck and said, "Drape that over the tree trunk." Buck sniffled and almost sobbed. He knew very well what was coming, and he was frightened and in dread. As Buck went and did what he was told, Sam admired the way the dark green underwear hugged the rounded contours of Buck's pretty ass. Then Sam reached back into the back pack and pulled out a small tripod with a video camcorder. He set the tripod up and attached the camcorder to it. When he saw it, Buck's eyes grew wide with surprise and dread. Before Buck could say anything, Sam said, "Don't worry, sweet-cheeks, no one will ever see this except me, I give you my word. Unless, of course, you and Angela want to watch it while you're fucking her."

Buck lost it. "No! You can't record this! No way!" yelled Buck, and he lunged for the camera and tried to wrench it out of Sam's hands. Sam's reaction was lightning fast. Sam grabbed Buck's wrist and gave it a sharp twist, while at the same time, kicking his leg between Buck's legs, causing the man to trip and fall to the ground. Sam was immediately on top of him, and he rolled Buck over onto his belly and pulled both of Buck's arms behind him, pinning him to the ground. Buck howled in pain as his arms and wrists were twisted in Sam's very strong grip.

"I guess I forgot to tell you, cocksucker, I hold a black belt in three different martial art disciplines, something I didn't have back in high school when you brought me out here and fucked me in the ass for the first time. Now, you need to realize that I am gonna stick my hard cock up in your tight little virgin pussy in just a few minutes. It's going to happen, I'm going to claim your ass as mine. If you don't behave and you act like a fool again, guess what? I'm gonna stick my hard cock up in your tight little pussy anyway, but I won't use any lube. You got that? It's your choice, bitch! You can take it like a man, or you can struggle and I'll tie your ass over that log and fuck you dry right after I beat the snot out of you! So, what's it gonna be, whore? You want to walk home with your cunt bleeding? Or do you want to cooperate and make it easier on yourself? Because, either way, I'm gonna take that cherry of yours this morning!"

Buck lay face-down on the ground with Sam's knee pressed into his back between his shoulder blades. His hands were held tightly behind his back and his arms were starting to really hurt. His mouth was stuffed with dry leaves. As Buck regained his wits, Sam looked down at his prize, the round, curved, firm bubble-butt stretching out the thin cotton fabric of Buck's dark green briefs. Sam's dick was hard already as he gazed at the pretty butt that was soon to be his.

"Okay, okay!" howled Buck as he felt the pain in his arms and shoulders throb. "I'll be good! I'll be good, I swear it!" "Good choice, sweet-cheeks," said Sam. Sam released Buck's wrists and took his knee off of Buck's back. As he stood up, Sam smacked Buck's right butt-cheek very hard and watched the muscular meat jiggle. "OW!" yelled Buck as he slowly got to his knees, rubbing his wrists. Sam laughed and went over to where the video camcorder had tipped over on the tripod. He picked it up and saw that it was undamaged, having fallen into a small pile of loose leaves.

"Go over to the log, sweet-cheeks, and spread that blanket out so you don't get splinters in your cute little nipples and belly," said Sam. Sam set up the tripod again at such an angle that it was perpendicular to where Buck would be bent over the tree trunk. It provided a side view of the action to take place. Sam said, "As I was saying, this video will only be seen by me and you. So act like it's not even here." Sam pushed the record button, rechecked the viewfinder and stepped away from it.

Sam went over to the fallen tree and leaned back against it. He looked at Buck and loved what he saw. Buck truly was a stud. His legs were thick and muscular, lightly dusted with dark hair. His stomach had a little paunch on it, but it was smooth and hairless except for a small treasure trail running down from his navel and down into his underwear. His chest had a smattering of hair between his nipples. His nipples were a bit larger than normal and were a healthy pink in color. Sam looked down at the large bulge in the pouch of the green briefs and his dick twitched with excitement. Sam had fallen in love with Buck's cock when he was in middle school, but he hadn't seen it erect in quite a long time. Sam wanted to see it again.

"Take your underwear off and come over here," said Sam. Buck slid his briefs down. His penis was soft and flaccid and rested on top of his very large scrotum. Buck moved over to where Sam was leaning against the fallen tree trunk and stood still, waiting for further instructions. Sam reached out and took Buck's dick into his hand and fondled it, feeling its soft skin. Then Sam slowly sank to his knees and licked the head of Buck's cock. Sam opened his lips and took the soft penis into his mouth, sucking it and soaking it with his saliva. Buck moaned softly and spread his legs wider apart. Sam swirled his tongue around the tip, sucking as he felt the penis begin to slowly thicken and lengthen. Sam's hand cupped Buck's big balls, tugging on them slightly. Buck moaned again and closed his eyes. Sam remembered the taste and scent of his former tormentor's male sex as he felt the penis come to life in his mouth.

When it was fully hard and throbbing, Sam pulled his mouth off of Buck's cock and looked at it closely. It truly was beautiful. The thin, soft skin on the shaft was alabaster white with blue veins visible just underneath the surface. The swollen helmet-shaped head was a dark pink, and the piss slit gaped open like the mouth of a fish out of water. Sam ran his tongue around the swollen tip and tasted the slightly salty skin. Buck moaned again and tried to push his cock back into Sam's warm, wet mouth. But Sam kept his lips closed and refused him entry. If Sam was going to suck Buck's cock again, it would be on Sam's terms. Buck would have no say in the process at all.

Sam moved his face down between Buck's naked upper thighs and inhaled deeply, taking in the sexy, musky scent there. The aroma made Sam's cock spasm inside his jeans. Sam licked Buck's large nuts, chasing each testicle around inside their sack before sucking one into his mouth. Buck groaned again.

Sam pushed his middle finger into his own mouth and coated it with spit before moving it down under Buck's hanging balls and into the deep crevice of Buck's ass. Sam felt the warmth between Buck's ass-cheeks as he probed and searched, finally locating Buck's virginal butthole. The wet finger pressed against Buck's anal opening as Buck involuntarily clenched his ass-cheeks together. "Relax," said Sam, "Let me in."

Buck sighed and Sam moved his finger in a circle around Buck's sphincter muscle, then centered itself on the clenched opening and pushed. Buck whimpered, but suddenly his sphincter relaxed and Sam's middle finger slid up inside. "Fuck!" said Sam, "It's so hot and tight inside your pussy. This is no longer your asshole, Bucky-boy. In a few minutes, this is going to become MY pussy." Sam pushed his finger all the way in and felt the muscles of Buck's asshole grip it tightly. It was like a furnace in there.

Sam reluctantly pulled his finger out of Buck's asshole and looked at it. It was clean. Sam returned his attention to the beautiful, throbbing cock in front of him. He noted, with satisfaction, that there was a small, dewy drop of clear precum oozing out of the gaping piss slit at the tip of Buck's penis. Sam licked it off and savored the mild, salty taste. He remembered just how much he enjoyed sucking Buck's seven inches.

Sam parted his lips and slid the hard cock into his mouth. It felt so good, like having an old familiar car easing back into the garage after a long absence. Sam sucked hard as Buck's penis slowly penetrated Sam's mouth, pushing and pushing, until the swollen head touched the entrance to his throat. More cock pushed inside, and the fat head of Buck's dick entered Sam's throat. Buck groaned again, and his hands came to rest on each side of Sam's head. Sam glanced over at the video camcorder to confirm that the red `record' light was on. It was.

Sam's nose was finally pressed into Buck's trimmed pubic hair, and Sam swallowed, making his throat muscles massage the spongy head of Buck's cock. Sam was not sucking this cock to give Buck pleasure, although he certainly was. NO, Sam was sucking Buck's cock for his own pleasure. He loved sucking this dick. He missed it. And now he had it back, but on his own terms.

Sam played with Buck's heavy balls again, feeling them slide around inside their wrinkled sack. Buck was getting very close to blowing his load into Sam's mouth, and Sam knew it. But that wasn't part of the plan.

Sam pulled Buck's dick out of his mouth and stood up. The look on poor Buck's face was priceless! He stood there, his cock throbbing and very close to orgasm, covered with slimy spit. Buck was expecting to cum in Sam's mouth, just like the old days. He needed to cum. "Why did you stop??" Buck whined, "I was just about to cum!" "I know you were," sneered Sam as he slapped Buck's straining erection lightly, causing it to bob up and down, "But today isn't all about you, Bucky-boy. This is about you paying your rent. This is about you making me feel good. Now why don't you move over there and bend over that tree trunk?" Buck's face drooped as he looked at Sam. This was the thing he had been dreading for days now.

Slowly, Buck moved over to the horizontal, fallen tree. Sam's dick was so hard as he watched his former tormentor walk to where the blanket was draped over the tree trunk, like he was walking to his own execution. Buck looked back at Sam with a pleading look in his eyes, but Sam just said, "Go on, sweet-cheeks, bend over for me and spread your ass open so I can see your pussy." Buck put his lower belly against the tree trunk and slowly bent over it.

As Buck bent over and settled in, his meaty butt-cheeks naturally spread open, and Sam was staring at a beautiful, virginal pussy hole. It was nestled in a lightly-haired crevice between the round firm globes of Buck's bubble-butt, and it looked like it was begging to be molested. Sam gasped softly as he looked at it. He was soon going to be balls deep inside that never-before-touched pussy. But, not quite yet.

Sam stepped up behind Buck's exposed and vulnerable ass and put a hand on each of the two half-melons, sinking his fingers into the firm but soft flesh of Buck's ass. Sam relished the feel of the smooth, hairless skin and caressed the warm, silky meat. Sam spread the fat buns apart, leaned over Buck's ass and dropped a large wad of saliva down into the cleft. "You have a very pretty pussy, Bucky-boy," said Sam, "I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks."

Sam leaned down and pushed his entire face into the deep cleft between Buck's ass-cheeks. Sam's tongue swabbed over the tiny pink opening, causing Buck to gasp and flinch like he had been tasered. "Gawd!" yelled Buck as he felt Sam's tongue drilling into his hole. Sam started licking and teasing Buck's asshole, probing into the tight muscle of the anal ring. Buck was wriggling and trembling as he felt the incredible sensation of someone eating his ass for the very first time. Sam's tongue felt like a slippery eel as it slithered in and around his relaxed butthole. Sam was moaning as he tasted Buck's pussy, and Buck was almost squealing with pleasure.

Sam pushed a finger up against Buck's sphincter and slid it inside. Sam felt the hot tunnel walls squeeze his finger, clamping down on it and sucking it deeper inside. Sam kept licking and slobbering all over Buck's muscled opening, then slid a second finger up into the tight heat. Buck groaned even louder as the second finger stretched his virginal pussy-hole further apart. Then, suddenly, Buck's entire body stiffened and tensed as the fingers brushed against the small button of his prostate, sending a jolt of electricity through his body and up to his brain. "Oh my god!" yelled Buck as the finger massaged his spot. Sam grinned as Buck reacted to his anus being so expertly manipulated and stimulated. Sam knew now, for sure, that Buck was going to be an excellent fuck.

Leaving his fingers inside Buck's asshole, Sam straightened up his body and started undressing with his other, free hand. He tore off his t-shirt, then unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to his ankles. He kept massaging Buck's prostate as he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his jeans. Buck `s initial discomfort had totally disappeared when Sam had found his P-spot, and he was now moaning like a whore in heat.

Sam laughed and said, "See what good things can happen when you're a good boy and cooperate? You love having your pussy played with, don't you? You're acting like a complete faggot now, Bucky-boy! Congratulations! Pretty soon, you're gonna be begging me to put my cock inside you." Buck just groaned in mindless pleasure.

Sam pulled his two fingers out of Buck's sloppy butthole and then dove his face back into Buck's ass, licking and probing it once more. With his hands free, Sam pulled down his boxer-briefs, freeing his dripping, hard cock from its prison. Then Sam put two fingers back into Buck's cunt and dug deep, stretching Buck's sphincter muscle and opening it up. Then he added a third finger, feeling the anal muscle stretch even more and clamp down hard on the invading fingers. Buck howled in pleasure. He had never felt anything like this before.

Sam ate Buck's ass for another couple of minutes before he was satisfied that Buck was primed and ready for a good, solid fucking. It was time to take Buck's virginity and pop the cherry. It was time for payback.

Sam pulled back from Buck's butt long enough to spit onto his fingers and coat the tip of his cock with it. Buck lay bent over the fallen tree, passive and still, his mind still reeling from the tonguing that Sam had just given him. Then Sam stepped up behind Buck's upturned rump and said, "Do you remember how you took my virginity, Buck? There was no tongue in my ass. There were no fingers in my ass to get me ready. There was just a little spit and then this!" With that, Sam suddenly pushed his hard cock right up into Buck's asshole, pushing and pushing until the whole 7 inches were buried deep inside Buck's guts. Buck howled in pain as he felt his butthole suddenly violated, his sphincter muscle abruptly pierced, opened and spread.

For Sam, it was a moment of triumph. For Buck, it was a moment of pain and the ultimate humiliation for a straight man. Sam luxuriated in the furnace-like heat and tightness of Buck's anal passage as it gripped his big cock like a fist. Buck cried real tears as his asshole had been ripped open, and he felt Sam's big dick pulse inside him. Sam remained still for a few seconds as Buck whimpered and tried to adjust to accommodate this huge invader in his butt. Sam had his hands pushing down on Buck's shoulders to prevent him from getting up from his position over the log. Buck was helpless.

"How's it feel, Bucky-boy?" asked Sam as he kept his penis buried in Buck's cunt. "It hurts like fucking hell!" screamed Buck, "Please take it out! It's too big!" Sam chuckled and ran a hand over the round curve of Buck's bare butt. Sam said, "Yeah, I remember that, Bucky-boy, and I remember begging you to pull it out... but you didn't. You just started fucking me. You thought it was funny how I cried and screamed. But you just kept fucking me. So brace yourself, my little whore, `cause you're gonna get fucked properly and I'm going to enjoy every second of it. But I have a feeling that your pain is going to fade away, and then you will start to enjoy having my cock inside you."

Sam slowly pulled his cock out of Buck's pussy until just the head remained inside, then started slowly sinking the shaft back into the smooth, tight tunnel. He started a slow rhythm, in and out, in and out. Buck's pussy felt exquisite on Sam's cock.

Sam picked up the pace of his thrusts in and out of Buck's asshole, squeezing the meaty butt-cheeks as he fucked him. Sam wanted this fuck to last a long time, so he would periodically pull his dick out and bend over to lick Buck's gaping pussy. Buck was no longer complaining about being in pain. In fact, Buck had started moaning softly as he lay across the fallen tree, and Sam knew that Buck was starting to feel pleasure from the thrusting cock in his ass. Sam pushed his cock back into the open hole after spitting a large glob of saliva right on the hole. Sam said, "You like feeling my cock in your ass, don't you, Bucky-boy?" Buck was silent but moaned again. Sam could tell that his cock was rubbing up against Buck's prostate because Buck began moaning louder, with an occasional "OH Gawd!" Sam slapped Buck's smooth butt-cheeks as he fucked him, driving his cock deep into Buck's guts.

As much as Sam wanted to fuck Buck for the rest of the morning, it soon became obvious that he could not hold out for much longer. Buck's ass felt too tight and sweet for Sam to last. By now, Buck was moaning loudly, obviously really enjoying the dick plowing his behind.

"Get ready, bitch," growled Sam, "I'm getting close, and when I breed your little pussy, your ass will belong to me. You hear me, bitch? This ass is going to be mine!"

Sam started fucking Buck's butt faster and faster, causing Buck to whimper and whine. Then Sam heard the sweetest words he had heard in a long, long time. "Fuck me harder!" cried Buck, "Oh gawd, fuck me!" Sam laughed and slapped Buck's meaty butt-cheek. "I knew, deep down, that you are a whore, Bucky-boy!" cried Sam, "You love getting fucked like a slut, don't you?" Buck just groaned again and said, "Fuck me!"

Sam plowed Buck's hole and felt his balls boiling. Then, with a mighty final shove deep into Buck's new pussy, Sam's cock exploded, shooting shot after shot of warm, gooey sperm into Buck's ass. "Take my cum, bitch!" yelled Sam, and Sam's cock pulsed and throbbed as it belched out more seed. Sam's eyes rolled into the back of his skull as the intense orgasm overtook him, his balls drawn up tight to his body. It was a truly powerful orgasm, one of his best ever, and Sam felt like his pride, dignity and honor had finally been restored to him as he flooded Buck's ass with cum.

Once the orgasm started to wan, Sam slumped his upper body across Buck's back and his ass, exhausted. He fought to regain control of his breath as the aftershocks shook his body. Sam nuzzled his face against Buck's shoulders as his cock began to soften inside Buck's ass.

After the post-orgasm glow started to fade, Sam rose up from Buck's back and his penis slid out of Buck's soaking wet pussy. Sam's legs were wobbly at first, but soon the strength returned to his legs and he stood up. He looked down at Buck's asshole, which was reddish in color and still gaping open. Sam could see the beginnings of a trickle of white semen exit the hole, a sight that Sam would never forget. Sam took the camcorder off of the tripod and aimed the lens at Buck's leaking pussy. He zoomed in on the hole and recorded the deflowered anus of his former tormentor. Then he pushed the stop button.

Buck remained stretched over the fallen tree log for several minutes before he started to move. With a loud groan, Buck straightened up and stretched his back. Sam could see his own cum leaking down the inside of Buck's muscular thigh, a sight that almost made Sam hard again.

"Come over here and get on your knees," ordered Sam. As Buck sank to his knees in front of Sam, Sam pointed his wet, dripping cock at Buck's face and said, "Clean it off." Buck hesitated, looking up at Sam as if he didn't know what to do. "Use your tongue and clean off my dick," said Sam a little impatiently, "A good cocksucker always cleans up after himself."

Buck leaned in and started licking Sam's deflating penis, cleaning the cum and ass juices off of it. When Sam was satisfied that it was clean, he looked down between Buck's legs and saw that Buck's cock was still hard and throbbing. "Stand up, Bucky-boy," said Sam. As Buck stood, Sam was delighted to see that Buck's cock was still rock hard. Sam said, "I think you ended up really liking having a big cock up your ass. Did you like getting fucked?" For a moment, Buck was silent, thinking about his answer. Then he said, "It hurt like hell at first, but then after a few minutes, it started to feel good, I'm not gonna lie. You kept hitting my prostate with your dick, and then I started to really like it."

Sam chuckled at Buck's honest admission. Sam said, "You know what? I think we should call that fallen tree log "the cherry tree" because we both have lost our virginity there." Buck smiled for a second, then his face turned serious. He turned to look at Sam, then said, "Sam, I am sorry that I hurt you years ago. I know I was an asshole." Sam was surprised at this admission. He thought for a minute, then said, "You were definitely an asshole to me, Bucky-boy. You took advantage of me in ways that no one should ever do to someone else, and now you're paying for it and will continue to pay for it. I accept your apology, but it is not enough. Not yet, anyway. You and Angela have a long way to go."

Then Sam dropped to his knees and took Buck's straining cock into his mouth. It only took about 30 seconds before Buck grunted and shot a huge load of warm, delicious cum into Sam's sucking mouth. Sam savored the salty-sweetness of the semen, then swallowed it and allowed Buck's dick to slip out of his mouth, wiping his chin and lips with the back of his hand.

Buck said, "I had almost forgotten how good it felt when you would suck me off in high school. No one has ever sucked my dick as good as you did. Hell, Angela won't let me fuck her, much less give me a blow-job. Besides, she's not nearly as good at it as you are. I don't think she has sucked my dick since we got married!"

The two young men got dressed in silence, then packed up the tripod and video camcorder and blanket into the backpack. As they started to walk out of the clearing, Sam reached over and grabbed a handful of Buck's left butt-cheek, squeezing it hard. Sam said, "Like I told you earlier, Bucky-boy, this hot ass now belongs to me. It's mine. You've been bred with my seed. And you'll be getting more of my cock up inside it, and a lot more seed up inside it, whenever I want it. You got that?" Buck was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes sir."

As Sam and Buck walked along the path through the woods. but before they got back to the main part of the park, Sam looked into the woods and thought he saw a light blue color deep in the woods. That's odd, he thought to himself. Sam stopped and peered through the trees and underbrush and finally decided that the light blue color he saw was actually a camping tent that someone had pitched. Sam had heard that there were some homeless people seen in Smithers Park, and the story was that some of them had started living there, illegally. There were signs posted all around the park that stated that overnight camping in the park was prohibited.

Sam signaled for Buck to remain quiet, then he stepped into the woods and quietly moved toward the camping tent. Sam motioned for Buck to come with him. At first, as they neared the tent, it appeared that the place was abandoned. But as they crept closer, Sam and Buck could hear some noises coming from inside the tent. The tent's opening was facing away from them, so Sam and Buck silently entered the small clearing and circled around the light-blue tent.

Sam's face broke into a huge grin as he looked inside the tent. Inside was an older man, somewhat dirty and disheveled looking, lying on his back on the floor of the tent, his dirty pants and dingy underwear pulled down to his ankles. The man was not yet aware of Sam's and Buck's presence as he was furiously masturbating his hard dick, while he grunted and groaned in pleasure.

Sam cleared his throat loudly enough to get the homeless man's attention. "What the fuck!!" hollered the man in the tent. He scrambled to his feet as best he could with his pants and underwear down around his ankles, but Sam quickly said, "Hey, chill out, buddy! Sorry to interrupt like this, but we saw your tent from the path and wanted to warn you to move further into the forest before the park rangers find you out here. My name is Sam, and this here stud is my bitch, Buck. Are you needing some help with that big cock of yours?"

The old homeless dude eyed Sam and Buck suspiciously as he slowly crawled out of his tent. The man said, "Fuck, dude, you scared the shit outta me!" He stood there, eying the two men with a scowl on his face. Sam smiled and said, "Sorry about that, no harm is intended. You look like you were having some fun there, beating your meat like a rented mule there, but my bitch here is an excellent cocksucker, and he would love to get a taste of what you've got there between your legs. Buck here is a horny fag, and I just finished fucking his hot ass further down the trail. Why don't you let him suck you off? It sure would beat you jerking off. He's a hot slut who can't het enough cum. What do you say?"

Sam glanced over at Buck, who was staring maliciously at him. Sam just winked at Buck and turned his attention back to the half naked old man. The homeless guy looked at Sam, then turned his attention to Buck, who was standing there trying to decide if he should just leave or object to Sam's proposal. The old man's eyes moved up and down Buck's body, appraising him. Buck was still wearing just the very short cut-off jeans and the wife-beater t-shirt. He looked hot.

Sam walked behind Buck, wrapped his arms around Buck's body, and moved his hands down to grope Buck's bulge between his legs. "Impressive, don't you think?" said Sam, "Like I said, I just fucked his ass a few minutes ago, and I gotta tell you, he is a fuckin' whore." Sam then nuzzled his face into Buck's neck and licked him sensuously. Sam said, "Bucky-boy, let's get you out of these clothes and let... I'm sorry, sir, I don't know your name." The homeless man was staring at Sam's hands groping Buck's package. "Chester," he said, "My name is Chester. You say this guy likes to suck cock?" Sam laughed and said, "Fuck yeah! Bucky-boy is a real cock hound! He can't get enough dick! Bucky, let's get you out of these shorts and show Chester what a hot-lookin' bitch you are!"

Sam's finger opened the button at Buck's waist and slowly pulled the tiny denim shorts down his legs. Chester's eyes widened slightly as he drank in Buck's sexy body. Buck was humiliated and embarrassed as he was undressed in front of this stranger, but he stood still and felt Sam's fingers caress his crotch. To Buck's discomfort, he felt his dick stir and thicken inside his underwear. Sam's fingers then gripped the elastic waistband of Buck's briefs and slowly pulled them down while Chester stared hungrily. By the time Buck's underwear joined his tiny shorts at his feet, Buck's dick was fat and lengthening as his blood filled the shaft.

Sam said, "Look at this slut's cock getting all hard at the thought of sucking your cock, Chester. He's hot for a taste of it." Chester's own cock started regaining its former hardness as he stepped up close in front of Buck. "Is that true?" the man said, "You wanna suck my dick, son? Are you a fag?" Buck lowered his eyes and stared at the ground at his feet. Sam squeezed Buck's fat balls menacingly, and he said, "Answer the gentleman's question, Bucky-boy! Tell him that you suck my cock all the time, and that you just took my cock up your ass just a little while ago! You wanna taste his cock, don't you?"

Finally Buck sighed deeply and softly said, "Yes sir. I want to suck your dick, sir, if you'll let me." Sam squeezed one of Buck's naked melon cheeks and said, "Good boy! That is the correct answer." Then Sam said to Chester, "Have you ever seen a nicer cock than my boy here has? Maybe you'd like to suck it for him? Have you ever sucked a dick, Chester?" Chester glanced up at Sam, then looked back down at Buck's meat. "I have sucked a few dicks in my time," admitted the homeless man, "and I sure love getting my cock sucked by a pretty boy like Buck here."

"Turn around, Bucky-boy, and show Mr. Chester here what a fine looking ass you have," said Sam, thoroughly enjoying Buck's humiliation and discomfort. Buck slowly obeyed, turning his backside to the ogling stranger. Sam's strong hand gripped Buck's right butt-cheek and sank his fingers into the fleshy meat of Buck's ass. Sam said, "Ain't that a pretty ass, Chester? I'm telling you, his pussy is hot, tight and made to be fucked by horny men like you! This ass belongs to me, but if you want to, I'll let you fuck my bitch if you want to."

Chester sucked in his breath, then reached his hand out and caressed the smooth silky skin of Buck's round, meaty ass. "Fuck," said Chester, "He sure does have a pretty ass. I have fucked some boys before, but it's been a long time ago. This pussy looks fine!"

"Bucky," said Sam, "turn around and get down on your knees and show Mr. Chester what a good little cocksucker you are." Buck looked pleadingly at Sam and said, "Sam, please, can we just go? Please?" Sam smiled and replied, "Now, sweetheart, don't be rude to Mr. Chester! Pull off your shirt and then let Mr. Chester feel what it feels like to be inside your slutty lips. Now!"

Buck sighed deeply in surrender, then turned around to face Chester, who stood before him stroking his cock with a big grin on his face. Buck could tell with his nose that Chester had not showered or bathed in several days. The old man was shorter than Buck, and his face was covered with a black and gray beard stubble that made him look even more derelict. Chester's hair was dirty and greasy, and Buck could see that his hands were dirty and unwashed.

Buck slowly sank down to his knees in front of Chester and looked up at Sam for some last second reprieve. But none was forthcoming. Buck then focused his eyes on the old man's cock in front of him. It was circumcised, about 6 inches long, but it was thick. His pubic bush was dense and colored in salt and pepper, and his balls hung down in their wrinkled sack, also hairy. The odor of Chester's unwashed crotch assaulted Buck's nostrils, and Buck thought for a second that he might throw up.

Chester's fingers released his dick and presented to Buck. "C'mon, faggot, get that cock in your mouth and start sucking! It's what you asked for," said Chester huskily. Buck stuck out his tongue and tentatively lapped at Chester's big cock-head. He tasted stale piss and dried cum, and Buck was thankful that the old man's cock was not uncircumcised, because he knew that it did not harbor any smegma cheese inside a foreskin.

"You sure do have a pretty mouth," Chester said as he felt Buck's tongue swab his sensitive cock-head, "Now put it in your mouth." Buck opened his mouth wide and allowed the old homeless man push his dick inside. Buck's hands came up to hold the man's cock shaft as his mouth enveloped the cock. "Fuck!" muttered Chester, "That feels so fuckin' good!" Buck almost gagged as he tasted the filthy skin of Chester's dick, but he fought that down and ran his tongue along the underbelly. Buck was grateful that Chester's dick was not longer than it was, because as Buck's nose pressed into the old fellow's pubic bush, the cock-head was just at the top of Buck's throat.

Chester's hands came down on Buck's head, his fingers entwined in Buck's full, lush and clean hair. Chester kept up a steady stream of moans and grunts as he started sliding his dick in and out of poor Buck's mouth, telling his cocksucker how great his lips and tongue felt on his rigid penis. Sam stood off to the side, groping his hard cock inside his jeans as he watched his boy pleasure the old man.

Buck did his best to get the stranger off quickly, sucking the thick dick and playing with his big nuts. But Chester was having none of that. He wanted this blow-job to last a while, and he was in no hurry to feed his sperm to the handsome cocksucker. When he would get close to cumming, Chester would pull his dick out of Buck's mouth and slap the hard, spit-covered cock against Buck's face.

Chester looked up at Sam and, with a leering grin, said, "You were right about one thing... this here cocksucker sure does give a great blow-job!" Then Chester paused, then said to Sam, "You say this whore likes to take it up the butt?" Sam chuckled and replied, "Oh yeah! He sure does! Like I told you, you can fuck him if you want to. He's got a sweet little pussy back there!" "You think he'd let me?" asked the old man. "Of course he will!" said Sam, "Like I told you earlier, his butt belongs to me, so if I want to let you have some of it, he has no choice in the matter. He will do what he's told." Chester laughed and said, "I haven't fucked a boy in a long time. Stand up, kid, and let's have a look at your ass."

Buck got up off his knees and stood there while the old homeless man moved behind him. Chester whistled as he looked at the round curve of Buck's bubble-butt, then he ran his dirty hand across the smooth skin. Sam said, "It's nice, isn't it? I am going to make him shave the hair out of his ass-crack, but it's a hot ass." Chester grunted his approval and then squeezed the firm, meaty half-melons of Buck's behind firmly. Buck was about to die of embarrassment as he felt his ass-cheeks being inspected and man-handled by the stranger.

Chester squatted down behind Buck, his dirty hands still gripping the firm, meaty buttocks. He pulled the globes apart and ran his finger around the tiny pink pussy down in the deep crevice of Buck's ass. The hole was red and the muscle ring was puffy. Chester grunted and said, "Yeah, I can tell he's been fucked alright... I can see some cum leaking out of his hole." Buck couldn't help but moan softly as the old man's fingers caressed his butthole, sending waves of pleasure up his spine. Buck gasped loudly as one of Chester's fingers suddenly pushed inside his butt and probed.

"Shit, I don't even have to use no lube," muttered the homeless man, "His pussy is already slick with your cum, young man!" Chester stood up and pushed down on Buck's big shoulders. "Bend over, faggot," commanded the old derelict, "Bend over and brace yourself." Buck obediently bent over, causing his smooth butt-cheeks to open naturally and expose his asshole. Sam pulled his own cock out of his pants and stepped up in front of his former bully, sticking his dripping cockhead up to Buck's mouth. Buck automatically opened his mouth and accepted Sam's boner into his warm, wet mouth.

Chester stepped even closer to Buck's open, vulnerable butt and pushed the head of his cock up against the reddened knot of Buck's pussy. The old man then mounted Buck's ass and slid his six inches of male meat into the hot depths of Buck's ass. Buck grunted and grimaced in pain as he felt his sphincter yield to the old man's cock. "Oh FUCK!" shouted the homeless stranger, "Fuck! This pussy is tight! Damn, I can feel his ass gripping my rod! Fuck, it feels so good!"

Sam was holding Buck's head as his dick was sucked, and he looked down over Buck's bare, muscled back to see a look of sheer ecstasy on Chester's dirty face. Chester started vigorously humping Buck's behind, slapping his groin up against the firm meat of Buck's bottom. Buck started moaning and groaning as he was fucked at both ends, and Sam chuckled to himself at how much this slutty bitch seemed to be enjoying the two dicks. Sam watched as Chester started spanking Buck's ass as he humped him, making the fleshy globes bounce and ripple. Chester was breathing hard and grunting with each thrust. "Take my cock, bitch!" growled the old man.

Sam was so turned on by all of this that his orgasm was on him before he could slow down and hold it off. With a roar, Sam started shooting his thick wads of creamy jism into Buck's mouth, then he pulled his dick out and shot several more globs of cum all over Buck's handsome face. White streams of cum were painted all over Buck's cheeks, lips, forehead and eyes before Sam's orgasm faded. Buck started to wipe the cum out of his eyes, but Sam slapped his hand away. "Don't you dare," growled Sam, "You leave my mark on your face, Bucky-boy! You look so pretty and sexy with it dripping down."

Chester continued to pound Buck's upturned ass as he wheezed and grunted like a rutting pig, slamming his dick in and out of Buck's butt faster and faster. Suddenly Chester hollered out "I'm gonna cum!" His dirty hands held Buck's hips and pulled Buck's ass back onto his thick cock. The old man drove his penis as deep as he could into Buck's rump and started breeding the former bully. Sam got concerned that the old fart was going to have a heart attack as he emptied his hairy balls into Buck's cunt, moaning and cursing. Chester's body was stiff and sweaty, and Sam could tell that it was a huge load being pumped into Buck's asshole.

When Chester stopped humping, he slowly pulled his soaking cock out of Buck's hole and stepped back, admiring the pretty ass that he had just bred. Buck remained bent over as Chester moved over in front of Buck's face, presenting him with his dirty, cum-streaked dick. "Clean it up, whore," said Chester. Without hesitation, Buck started licking the old man's penis, cleaning the cum and juices off of the head and shaft.

Chester looked down between Buck's legs and saw his stiff cock bouncing and twitching, almost begging for release. Chester made Buck straighten up, then got down on his knees and started sucking Buck's beautiful cock. This was obviously not Chester's first time to have a dick in his mouth, and it was only a minute or so before Buck groaned loudly and started shooting his jizz into the old man's mouth. Chester obligingly swallowed Buck's seed and sucked out more as Buck's body shook and trembled in pleasure.

When the three men recovered their breath and composure, Sam again admonished Buck to leave his cum on his face, then turned to the old homeless guy. Sam pulled out his wallet and handed Chester 5 twenty dollar bills. "Thanks, Chester, for the fun time. Maybe this can help you get by for a day or two." Chester took the money into his filthy hands and grinned at Sam. "I ain't never been paid for fucking a whore before, but I sure do appreciate it," said Chester. "I'll be back on my feet soon, don't you worry about me." Then Chester turned to Buck, ran his hand along Buck's face, and said, "You're a mighty fine piece of ass, boy, mighty fine. That was the best fuck I have had in years! Now you be a good boy and do whatever Mr. Sam tells you to do. And, who knows? Maybe I can fuck that sweet tail of yours again some day!"

Buck and Sam pulled their clothes back on and said goodbye to old Chester, then made their way back to the trail and headed towards the main part of Smithers Park. Sam rubbed Buck's butt and said, "You sure made that old geezer happy, Bucky-boy! He's never gonna forget this sweet ass, that's for sure!" Buck looked at Sam and said, "That's easy for you to say, you didn't have to suck his filthy old cock! That thing was disgusting! I thought I was gonna puke!" Sam laughed, then said, "Yeah, but it looked to me like your enjoyed feeling that thick cock up your hoochie! Admit it, Bucky-boy, you love a good fucking, don't you?" Buck grunted something under his breath while Sam laughed at his embarrassment.

When they got home, Buck took a long, hot shower. Just after he got in, Sam pulled open the shower curtain and stepped into the shower with him. Sam took the soap and started washing Buck's body, slowly and thoroughly cleaning his rent-boy. Sam paid close attention to Buck's asshole and washed it, pushing his finger up into his boy and finding Buck's P-spot. They soaked in the soothing shower for quite a while, then dried off. Sam took Buck's hand and led him into the master bedroom, where he locked the door and gave Buck a long, slow, sensual fucking. By the time Sam came in his ass, Buck was moaning and purring like a happy cat.

That's it for Chapter 6. Stay tuned for more. Feel free to email me at bamajake@proton.me if you have any questions or comments.

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