What I Saw

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I was starting to get concerned about how much my voyeuristic escapades were dominating my time and serving as the majority of my sexual outlet...but I couldn't quit it. Watching men have sex just did it for me...and having stumbled onto someone like Lane really was unbelievable.

After the incident at the adult book store I didn't hear from him, not hear my dad talk of him for several weeks. My arousal level was over the top every time I thought about his exploits. Watching porn, jerking off didn't hold a candle to the incredible live performance that kid could put on.

I was starting to get anxious that I would never get to witness another "Lane session" after about a month and a half passed with no word from him. I found myself in a constant state of semi-arousal and knew I had to do something...I was like a drug addict in need of a fix. I waited until I had the house to myself and I called him, but his cell went straight to voice mail and he never called me back. SHIT.

One night a couple of days later I was on the couch late...my folks had gone to bed and I was playing on my Ipad. What I was actually doing was watching porn and jerking myself to the edge of orgasm over and over again. I had the TV volume on low and my earpods in. My sweats were rucked low on my hips and my dripping cock was throbbing against my stomach. I would bring myself right to the brink, then minimize the video I was watching, pull my sweats and underwear up and make myself count to one hundred before starting again. I had been at it for over an hour or so and my balls had that delicious ache that I had come to love so much.

Suddenly I heard soft footsteps on the stairs. I made sure my pants were adjusted and lay still...pretending I had dozed off. I could tell by the sound of the footsteps it was my dad. He went into his study and I heard him texting on his phone. He's pretty good with technology but still doesn't know how to shut off or turn down his sound effects. It seemed like he was in a pretty lengthy back and forth and then he quietly crept up to bed. My curiosity was peaked. It wasn't usual for my dad to be up texting late at night, unless it was connected to his rather peculiar extra-curricular activities. I also knew he had his Ipad linked to his phone and I might be able to see who he was talking too if he left the Ipad in his office. I tiptoed into his study. BINGO there was his Ipad on his desk. I opened the cover and put in the password. He always used his initials and my birthday. His screen came on and there it was the full text conversation...and just as I thought it was Lane!

Jim: So kid what do you want. After the shit you pulled last month with Bean...you can't expect me to be happy to hear from you...especially not in the middle of the night...I had to sneak downstairs to reply...you know I don't go for this shit. I won't do anything to fuck up my family.

Lane: sorry. my fucking asshole brother has had me on lockdown again...because you told him what I did... He took my phone and threatened to tell my parents everything if I didn't do everything he said. I just got my phone back today.

Jim: tough shit. You were told the rules before you even got there...as at least twice Bean told you to stop...you were getting out...but you couldn't listen...couldn't keep your fucking clothes on...you're nothing but a whore.

Lane: fuck you...you turned me into this...I can't help it...and you know it.

Jim: you were told there would be consequences...

Lane: I was so fucking worked up...I hadn't had sex or touched myself in weeks...you had me so crazy. you had the place stocked with huge cocks...Bean made me take off my underwear.

Jim: again...you know the rules...I love a good slut...but not one who doesn't listen. Bean never gave me all the details...how many?

Lane: how many what?..

Jim: how many times did you get fucked?

Lane: I lost count...nine?

Jim: WOW! Sounds like a dream come true for a whore like you. Heard you were full of cum by the end of the night. Win for you. don't whine now

Lane: fuck you. This is all your fault

Jim: Kid we've been through this...you're a whore. Biggest one I have ever seen. Nothing to do with me

Lane: Well Paul is pissed...didn't tell my parents but he's been on me, watching my every move, sleeping in my room. He hasn't let me have sex, touch myself, watch porn or anything for almost 5 weeks.

Jim: shit that must suck. Again-if you had listened this wouldn't have happened. He's got you locked down tight..huh

Lane: Yeah...He put a Nest cam in my room and bathroom-it's linked to his phone and he said if I move it, shut it off or tell my parents he will spill everything. He's such a controlling shit. I am in bad shape.

Jim: I bet

Lane: after all the footage you've gotten of me...you woe me. help? I need...something.

Jim: how can I help?

Lane: I am taking a class on campus near your house on Thursday...come pick me up and I'll skip class. We will have about 2 hours.

Jim: now why would I do that?

Lane: Don't be a dick.

Jim: if and I am not agreeing but if I picked you up it wouldn't be for sex...but for punishment. Not saying you won't like that though.

Lane: Please...I am desperate. It's the only time Paul lets me out of his sight

Jim: my house will be empty that day...but to be clear...we are not having sex and you will not be getting off?

Lane: what?

Jim: there won't be men here, we won't have sex and you will not cum. Punishment session in my study.

Lane: Thursday 10AM

Jim: I'll send an uber. Cock ring and ball strap. Fully, conservatively dressed.

Lane: and then?

Jim: you'll see...

Lane: Fuck... it's only Sunday

Jim: Ha.

Lane: fine

That was the end of the text conversation.

It was easy enough on that day to pretend to leave the house like I normally did and then sneak back in. It was risky but I knew I could hide in the closet in my dad's study. It had louvered doors and he almost never went in there...i would have a view of whatever he had planned for Lane.

Truthfully I was so excited after not seeing anything for so long I was willing to take the risks. Every day till Thursday was agony. I was probably hornier then I have ever been. I was edging every chance I got and denying myself the release of orgasm...this was going to be good.

That day my mom went off to work as usual. It was normal for my dad to work from home a few days a week so when I pretended to leave he was sitting at the kitchen table finishing his coffee and playing with his phone. It was just beginning to turn into Fall but the days were still warm. My dad had on a tight blue t-shirt and dark blue short cotton gym shorts, he was barefoot. Pretty much the usual hanging around the house outfit...though I thought I could detect a little fuller look in his crotch and more movement...I think he had skipped underwear today.

I left in my car and drove around for about 40 minutes. Then I drove back towards home and parked around the corner. It was 9:30 or so and I figured it was safe. I crept in through the back door and listened. I could hear my dad walking around upstairs in my parent's bedroom. I crept slowly through the kitchen and down the hall. The door to the study was halfway opened and I slid through The closet was in the middle of the back wall right opposite and bit behind the desk. I carefully opened the door and got inside. I figured I might be here for awhile so I slid a heavy bankers box of files over close to the doors and pulled them closed. I could sit very comfortable on the lid of the box and by slightly tipping the louvered slats I could have a birds eye view into the study. I settled in and waited.

After about five minutes or so my dad came into the study, he was talking on his cell to someone. I perked up my ears.

"Yeah...he should be here any minute." He said.

"No...I am not going to lose control...kid needs to be taught a lesson. Trust me he is going to leave here with a set of blue balls the likes of which he's never seen." He chuckled into the phone.

"Yeah I got Matt's "audition video" all cued up and ready to go"

Whomever was on the other end of the phone said something and my dad got an evil grin.

"Well...we'll see what happens once I send him home aching and hornier than ever."

"Yeah...I'll keep you in the loop...bye."

He clicked off the phone and walked out of the room. He came back a few seconds later with a bottle of water. I noticed he looked like he was getting hard already. Those blue shorts were going to do nothing to contain what I knew was going to be a massive erection once the action got started.

He put the water down on the desk and clicked on his computer. Just then I heard a light knock on the front door. My dad walked out to answer it. I heard the muffled sounds of conversation and then my dad came back into the study with Lane trailing behind him.

Having not seen the kid in a while I was again struck by how hot he was. He had this combination of fresh-faced innocence mixed with that body definitely built for sin.

The kid had obviously listened to instructions and dressed conservatively. His dark curls were neatly combed and slicked back and he had on a pale blue oxford button down shirt, untucked. He had on snug faded jeans and though the back of the shirt hung low it couldn't disguise the perfectly formed round swell of his bubble ass. He had on converse sneakers with no socks. The bottom couple of buttons of the shirt were undone and I could see he had also listened about the cock ring and ball strap because the crotch of the jeans looked absolutely stuffed.

"Hey Kid...come on in...you're a few minutes early...eager for your punishment?" Dad said

Lane bit his lips and shuffled around a bit nervously, "No...I mean yeah...what are you going to do to me?" he asked.

"Don't you worry about that... you just need to focus on doing what you're told... we have all day.' My dad said.

Lane jerked his head up,"I...you said two hours...that's all I can be away...I told you Paul tracks my time...my class will be over and he expects me to go right home."

My Dad raised his arm across his chest and backhanded the kid hard across the side of the face. Lane's head rocked back the and the slap sound reverberated around the room.

"First warning...don't fucking question me...or we can stop this now and be done with each other...you will be here until I dismiss you...I don't give a fuck what trouble you get in...understood? Dad hissed.

Lane rubbed his reddening cheek and nodded. Dad stepped back and looked down at the kid's crotch. It had seemed to swell even more from the slap.

"Fucking pig...you look like you're hard as a rock...how long since you've cum?" he asked.

Lane answered in a soft voice, "about five weeks...the last time was at the book store."

My dad smirked, "How many times did you get off that night?"

Lane sort of shrugged one shoulder, "I...I...don't know...four or five times...maybe."

Dad let out a low whistle, "Kid you really are something, I have never met anyone that loves dick as much as you do."

Dad stepped in close, leaving barely an inch of space between him and the boy. My dad's dick had begun to fill with blood and you could see it lurching into a full erection in the soft blue shorts. He leaned in and barely brushed up against the kid. The jumping, swelling head grazed the tight packed crotch of the kid's jeans and Lane let out a low groan.

"Mmmm...this is going to be good." Dad said. "Now Lane I want you to sit in this chair and face the computer screen, The rules are you don't move...look away from the screen unless I tell you..."

Dad circled around behind Lane and let his lips brush against the kid's ear, Lane shuddered. "You understand...and under no circumstances are you to cum...no matter what I do or what you see...if you feel you are getting close...you tell me immediately and we will stop and take a break. You cum...you lose and leave here and don't ever call me again..." those are the terms.. deal?" Dad finished.

Lane took a big heaving breath and nodded.

Dad gestured towards the solid wooden desk chair positioned in front of the computer.

Lane pulled it out and sat down. Dad walked towards the closet I was in and I held me breath...shit. He stopped and reached down to grab something behind the sofa, he pulled out a short length of rope. I recognized it as something my mother used to string up in the basement to hang laundry that couldn't go into the dryer.

Lane's eyes widened, "What...?" and then he shut up seeing the look on my dad's face. Dad walked over, his fully erect cock bobbing with each step and said, "Put your hands behind your back.

Lane complied and my dad looped the rope several times around his wrists, then secured them with a hitch knot. Lane pulled against them a bit trying to adjust his muscular shoulders into a more comfortable position.

"That's just extra insurance to make sure you don't touch yourself of me..." Dad said turning his back on the kid and moving over to the computer. My father's hard muscled ass was level with Lane's face and the kid drank it in, sweat beading on his upper lip.

Dad tape the keyboard and a video file came up. He didn't hit play yet. He turned and rested his ass on the edge of the desk and looked the tied up kid and up a and down. Lane was breathing heavy and his bound cock rose up from his lap in mound.

"So...you remember a little while ago I mentioned a new friend of mine...Matt. Well you are going to get to see his...shall we say audition tape..." Dad said.

Lane swore, "You fucker..." Dad clicked the mouse and the screen flashed into bright light.

It was a blinding bright day obviously a warm summer day. At first the camera just showed the edges of a dirt parking lot and a field and large grove of trees off a bit in the distance. You hear the breathing of the camera man. The lens swiveled and a blond young guy came into the frame. He was standing right in front of the camera man, smiling in and embarrassed manner. Lane groaned and my mouth went dry.

My dad hadn't been lying...he was incredible. Matt was a little below average height...maybe 5'6" or so. He had streaky blond hair that he wore sort of long and curly on top, and swept back. He eyes were deep blue and he had, perfect white teeth, in a broad friendly smile and full pink lips. His jawline should have been on a billboard.

He was dressed for a run, shorts and no shirt. I almost groaned again at the sight. His skin seemed luminous and almost glowed it the sunlight. The smooth corded column of his neck met broad shoulders and nicely muscled arms with a thick vein on each bicep. His chest was totally smooth and rounded with nipples that were just a bit on the big size. His waist was tiny and he had the nice outline of a six pack and some feint veins visible on his lower abdomen running into the waistband of the shorts. He was wearing a royal blue, very short, very small running shorts. His ass pressed firmly, straining the thin material. His legs were thick with smooth muscle and he had on bright orange and yellow trail running sneakers.

"Shit...look at you...you're a hot little fucker." I recognized my dad's voice. "you really are hot for this aren't you...you came dressed for it." He said. He tossed the kid a t-shirt and said. "let's not make this too obvious...put that on... for now. The kid shrugged the tight yellow t-shirt over his head. It barely fit and didn't seem long enough, leaving a lot of the kids lower abs and back exposed.

The kid looked sheepish again and said, "Dude...you've been stringing me along and promising to set up some fun for a while now...I never knew a such a cock tease..." his voice was firm and confident.

"So...a little background...are you a virgin?" Dad asked.

The let out a burst of laughter. "No...I slept with a few girls in high school...and then when I got to college and realized that I might be more into guys I played around with a few in the dorms."

"Played around?" Dad said.

"Yeah...jerked off, blow jobs...that kid of stuff." The kid said.

"Never been fucked?" Dad asked.

The kid swallowed hard "No"

"Do you want to get fucked? Maybe today?" Dad asked

The kid looked down at the ground, "I..I don't know...I mean when I think about one of those college kids putting his dick in me...it definitely makes me curious...but I don't think it's for me...I definitely want to suck some cock though...I just fucking love giving head." The kid finished with a grin.

Dad asked. "you swallow?" the kid laughed, "No...I...haven't.." but his voice sort of cracked.

"And you really like big dicks...right...and older guys...rough guys...right?" Dad asked. They started walking towards the grove of trees.

The kid walked alongside my dad still talking to the camera, "Yeah...I'm actually starting to get a hard on just thinking about it."

"Nice" Dad said. "We're heading to this spot that is pretty well known for cruising...there is almost always some action there...Want to jog there?" Dad asked and he broke into a run, the picture getting all jumpy.

Dad clicked off the video and looked down at Lane, " I didn't tell the kid...but I had put up messages on some specialized cruising websites I know...put out the word that a hot little size queen was going to be sucking dick and taking all comers in the woods this day...but only rough trade, daddies and hung should show up..." Lane groaned, "Asshole" and arched his hips up off the chair.

"Easy boy" dad said and turned and clicked on the video again.

The shot was ow of a shade dappled clearing surrounded by trees. There was some metal trash barrels and an old office chair piled up on the right and a couple paths led into this spot through the trees. Dad's crotch was right up against the camera and I could see the outline of his big swollen cock in his track pants as he set the camera up on something and made sure it was aimed at the clearing. Matt stood there a few feet away sort of next to the pile of stuff. Dad left the camera and walked over to the kid.

"So this is how it works...guys will come walking through the woods...when they see another dude they will signal by grabbing their dick or "showing hard" that thy want to play. That shouldn't be a problem for you...you're fucking dick looks ready to snap off." Dad said. It was true the kid had a huge tent in the front of his running shorts, there was no disguising how aroused he was.

"Since you want to suck...when they show hard...drop to your knees and that should get things moving...I'm going to stay and watch...and ...help" Dad said.

The kid was sort of breathless. "Christ I'm excited...Do you think anyone will show?"

Dad smirked again "Oh yeah...I think you could possibly be pretty busy" The kid groaned at that and squeezed his cock through his shorts.

It didn't take long. I could see a shadow through the trees of a figure coming down the path. A man stepped into the clearing. He was older...maybe mid-forties, he had on a green baseball cap and a slat and pepper beard. He was wearing a dark blur buttoned up shirt but the sleeves had been cut off, exposing arms roped with muscles and covered in tattoos. He had on baggy jeans and Timberlands. He saw my dad and the kid in the clearing and hesitated. The kid looked overwhelmed...this was really going to happen. He didn't even wait for the guy to show his dick of say anything, he just quickly sank to his knees, his cock jerking out of the front of his running shorts.

The guy stood back and licked his lips, he lifted the tails of the shirt exposing a huge tube of cock running up the front of his jeans to rest along his hip.

The guy said, "Shit...you're young...you want to suck? You here to suck dick?" he sounded both unsure and excited.

Dad answered for Matt, "Yeah...the little faggot came here to get his throat filled with big man-cock...step right up Pal...you're the lucky first. "

Matt jerked his head up at my father at the "little faggot" comment but desire overcame reason and he groaned and his lips parted as he started breathing heavy.

The guy moved forward and stepped right up to Matt standing directly in front of the kneeling kid. Dad stood a bit to the side, being sure not to block the camera.

Lane's breathing had quickened and dad looked at him closely and clicked the video off.

"This is Matt's first taste of real man cock...can you remember what that was like...changes the kid's life." And he clicked the video back on.

The man stood looking down at the kid, rubbing that huge bulge in the front of his pants.

"You excited, Slut?" Dad whispered..."Look at his crotch, boy" he ordered.

Matt obeyed at once and dropped his gaze and almost gasped at the sight of the huge bulge straining against the faded placket on the front of man's jeans. The guy was fully erect and the defined outline of his cock with its thick shaft and bloated head was clearly visible. The head was pulsing up past the zipper of the jeans and almost straining out the top of the waistband. Matt groaned.

The mans spoke, "You like big cocks, boy...wanna see more?" he whispered and flicked his tongue out and wet his lips.

Matt nodded.

"Undo my pants." the guy said and took half a step back to allow the kid access. Matt's hands shook almost violently as they fumbled with the first button on the tight waistband of the jeans. As the kid finally sprang that top button the extra room created by the slight V opening was immediately filled by the underwear covered cock head. He frantically lowered his shaking fingers to the next button.

Dad reached down and put a hand on Matt's shoulder "Stop...No more for right now...put your hand on that big hard dick through the pants...feel it...how thick it is... How fucking hard he is." Dad said breathily.

Matt reached out tentatively and grasped the thick tube snaking up along the man's hip. His breath came in gasps as he ran his hand along the full length and gently squeezed the cloth covered head that was protruding now from the opening. The guy let out a moan. Dad smiled "like that big cock boy...that's no frat boy dick...that's a big man's cock...looks like ten inches...and it's all for you...he's going to let you play with it ...all ten fucking inches...you want that?" he asked.

Matt moaned and continued stroking and feeling the huge erection that was frustratingly covered with the heavy jeans and underwear. The kid was almost panting now and his own cock was jumping in his running shorts. Matt's dick looked pretty hefty as well. The kid's cock seemed to be trapped in a downward curve by whatever he had on under the running shorts.

Dad watched the boy stroking and playing with the guy's big dick. As Matt pressed down harder on the cock and squeezed and stroked up and down the length intently, a wet stain began to darken the white cloth that barely contained the bloated cock head.

The man was staring down at the kid as he worked on his dick "You got me leaking like a sieve boy...I'm so fucking excited, I can't remember when my cock's been this hard...it hurts.

Matt flicked his eyes away from the huge cock that was now twitching in his palm. And looked up at my Father...he learned quickly "Can I see it...please sir?" he asked in a thin voice.

"Undo his pants." Dad said in a flat voice.

Matt was frantic to comply. He fumbled and undid the button fly. As each button popped the heavy weight of the man's dick would push the pants apart and soon the huge arch of ten inches of rock hard cock was rising like a white tent pole from his underwear.

Dad leaned in and whispered again in Matt's ear. "Pull them down." The kid moaned and adjusted his position leaning up a bit as he hooked his shaking hands into the waistband and struggled to shuck the jeans and underwear down on the guys hips. The size and firmness of the cock made this a somewhat difficult task. Matt had got the pants down in the back baring the man's muscled ass cheeks but the underwear was hung up on the huge cock head. Matt finally reached into the waistband and with a sharp hiss of breath when the skin of his palm met the heat of the engorged shaft, he pulled the entire length free with a jerk. A bead of precum flew off the deep red head and landed on Matt's smooth forearm. He looked at the clear glistening drop... mesmerized.

"Taste it...go on...lick it" Dad said and guided the boy's arm to his mouth. As Matt's soft pink tongue met with that bead of fluid I could almost see his pupils dilate. He groaned low and long.

My dad smiled "You like that...never tasted a man's precum before? Keep playing with his cock and you'll get more."

Lane let out a sharp breath and my dad quickly cut the video. He looked at the kid. Lane's cock was jerking in his jeans and the kid's eyes were closed. "You better not fucking cum Kid." Dad hisses sharply. They both just stayed still and after a few minutes Dad said, "You back in control?" Lane looked up at him a look of cold fury on his face, "You are a sadistic asshole." Dad laughed, " Can we continue?"

Lane simply nodded.

Dad clicked on the video and the clearing in the woods sprang back into action.

Matt was looking down as he ran his closed hand roughly over the slick head and down the entire shaft. He reached deep into the underwear and scooped out the man's big heavy balls. The guy winced and jumped, "Ohhh...careful boy...they're tender...I been cruising the woods for a while...been hard most of the morning." He said. He had a look on his face that seemed to show how lucky he felt to have stumbled on to this pair of men.

Matt began to lightly run both hands greedily over the huge cock. The shaft was coursed with ridges and veins and strands of long dark pubic hair crept up the base. He palmed and gently squeezed the leaking head and soon both his hands were sticky with clear fluid.

Dad put a hand out grabbing the back of Matts hean and directed the boy's face down. "Look at it...watch his cock drip as you play with it...that's it... milk the head...ummmm...taste it...eat his precum you fucking whore." Dad groaned. Matt moaned and started licking the precum from his hands which were shiny and wet. He sucked every last drop off his fingers greedily.

As he lightly, playfully, bounced the bloated balls in one palm while fluttering the other hand all over the head, which by now had swelled to almost twice it's normal size he whispered..."Can I suck it...let me blow him...I fucking need to feel that huge cock in my mouth...down my throat... Please" he moaned.

Dad didn't answer he simply pulled the kid's head back sharply arching his neck. He looked up at the rough trade and said, "Tongue fuck the whore." The man moaned and leaned down he opened his mouth wide and covered the boy's sticky lips with his. My dad continued to gripped the back of Matt's head in one big hand while the guy ground his mouth down hard. I could see the guys cheeks hollow out as he rammed the full thick length of his tongue into the kid's mouth. Finally he pulled away and stood back up. He groaned licking his lips and said. "Now we're going to have some fucking fun." And leaned down again and thrust his tongue down Matt's throat, choking the kid with its length.

The guy stood up. My dad said throatily, "Suck this man off whore" and shoved the kid's head forward. Matt braced his neck, resisting and reached out one shaking hand and wrapped it around the thick base of the dick. His fingers barely met. He gripped it tight. He extended his tongue and began to slowly, hungrily lick up and down the shaft of the cock. The man jerked and huffed out "Oh fuck...feels fucking good...little slut."

Dad leaned a little closer to watch "Ohh .that's it little boy...fucking lick that cock...you dirty little fucking pig..." His dirty talk was cut off by the man crying out as Matt pressed his tongue firmly against the spot where the underside of the swollen head met the shaft. A bead of liquid clung to the deep slit in the head. The kid leaned up on his knees and pursed his lips and gently sucked the precum from the head. The man moaned louder. Dad grinned and said, "Fucking whore...c'mon suck the head you little tease..."

Matt looked like he was in cock heaven and began to quicken the pace of his mouthing, his eyes half closed with lust. He still hadn't put the cock into his mouth, he was just licking and lashing his tongue across where the bloated head met the shaft. The man was groaning continually now and Matt seemed to be unable to contain himself any longer. He gripped the cock hard by the base and paused to stare at the bloated head as it throbbed and dripped in front of him. He moaned and opened his mouth and slid his wet, slippery lips slowly over the huge cock head.

His cheeks distended at the size of the hugely swollen glans. The guy let out a gasp as Matt didn't even pause but just continued to slide his lips lower and lower down the shaft. He made a slight gag sound but soon the kid's full bottom lip was buried in the man's bristly pubic hair and his throat was full of cock. The agonizingly swollen head was lodged deep in his throat behind his tonsils and as he moaned and panted on the deeply imbedded penis, with trembling hands he reached down and ground the heel of his hand into his jerking crotch.

Lane called out, "Stop...stop the video..." Dad clicked it off and watched the kid struggle for control again.

"Tough to watch another kid deep throat suck a big beautiful dick...huh...you must be ale to clearly imagine how it must feel...fucking filling up his throat...stretching it in that aching pleasure...pain..." Dad whispered. "Shut the fuck up" Lane said. Dad laughed and took a lap around the office. I could see his cock was still super hard and a wet spot had formed at the head during the viewing...he was really enjoying this. After about five minutes or so Lane said, "OK...I'm ready for more." Dad went back over to the desk and clicked on the video.

The older guy seemed insensate with pleasure and was huffing and groaning. He reached down and braced his hands on the kneeling kid's shoudlers, with great effort pulled his hips back extracting the full length of his throbbing wet cock from the tight confines of the Matt' s throat. He let the head pop entirely free of the hot mouth and the dick bobbed there in the summer sun... then thrust forward in one fluid motion, bottoming his cock out again deep in the kid's throat. Matt's neck visibly bulged with the girth of the hard cock, but the kid forced his lips forward another millimeter and got the head in even deeper.

"Ohhh...you mother fucker...fucking faggot deep throating my dick...on your knees in the fucking woods...whore...ohhhh...ahhhh" The guys eyes widened in overload and he convulsively gripped bunches of Matt's t-shirt tighter as he slowly pulled his hips back again, dragging the deep flange of the head and the ridges of his shaft out of the slick tunnel of the kid's throat again.

The cock popped free and spring up straight against the guy's shirt. It was slick with saliva and dripping, it seemed to have lengthened even more and looked so engorged it might burst. He had to take one hand off Matt's shoulder to point the cock down to aim it for a deep thrust into the waiting mouth. Matt had braced both his hands now on the man's jean clad thighs and just let the man fuck into his throat deeply, over and over again.

His neck would stretch and bulge with each entry and this seemed to go on for tortured minutes. The fuck was slow and so deep, it was incredible. It sounded like the guy might be close to having a heart attack, he was huffing and puffing so hard. Matt was shaking in lust and was panting around the thick shaft that now barely left his throat. The guy was clearly getting close as his stroked were now shorter and if possible even deeper. When the head would reach the limit of Matt's mouth and was just about come free. The kid would flick his tongue out and brutally lick all around the overly sensitive glans. The guy began to try and talk as he slowly worked his cock in deep again into the wet sucking throat.

"Ohhh...you fucking pig...I can't hold out any longer...pull off...I'm gonna fucking ...uhhh shoot.." My dad leaned down, "Kid...take his cum...don't waste it...swallow his load...you'll love it." He groaned.

The tried to pull his cock back frantically, but now Matt was so excited he would have none of it. He pulled a hand off the guy's thigh and gripped the slick shaft keeping the head poised on his wet lips.

The guy looked down incredulously..."You swallow...ohhh...you fucking cum pig...fucking whore." A heavy shot of sperm jerked out of the head, hitting Matt's puffy lips. The kid groaned as the man slowly drove his now shooting cock deep into the very bottom of Matt's wide open throat. The kid was panting and groaning, his lips buried in the guy's pubic hair as the man's tortured cock shot jet after, thick jet, of cum directly down his throat. It seemed to last forever, finally Matt slowly pulled off the erection and began to lick all around the cummy head cleaning the hot sperm off the man's shaking cock.

My dad leaned down, "good work little whore...looks like we got another couple of guys coming Two men cam walking into the clearing...

Lane called out again "Stop...stop...I need fucking break...oh shit...all that cum...oh fuck...