I was trying to concentrate on my computer work, attempting to meet a deadline for a website I was designing, but I was significantly distracted by the slurping and sometimes choking sounds coming from behind me.

I turned me head to look at Young muscular twenty-four year old Sean, my son;s swimming coach, seated totally naked on the couch with his thick well toned legs spread wide, his large toes curled in the rug. On the floor in front of him, my eight year old son, Clay, also totally naked, was leaning up to lick Sean's huge leaking dick. His pretty little mouth slobbered up and down the forearm thick fuckmeat of his new boyfriend. Sean had been living with us for just over a week, and my life had been turned completely upside down. I wasn't sure if this was all a dream or a nightmare. My son looked so tiny and innocent and frail there between the thighs of his swim teacher.

"Come on, Bitch, you can lick better than that. I can hardly feel your fucking tongue!" Sean snapped at the boy. Sean had the most amazing fucker I have ever seen. The head was the size of a plumb, and it leaked almost constantly. My son's sweet young face was coated with pre-fuck. It glistened on his cheeks, coated his cherry colored lips and dripped from his chin. I have to give my boy credit, he certainly had tried to please Sean.

"Keep licking my dick, but twist around and spread your ass cheeks." Sean barked at the little boy. My own dick was rock hard and leaking in the shorts I wore. I rubbed one hand over my hard stomach and then reached up to pinch my nipples. I know it's wrong to get sexually excited watching my son's molestation. I have spent many nights trying to deal with the guilt. But I also understood the sexual need of a stud like Sean. Fucking pretty much controls his life, and he happens to like younger boys as sexual partners. In a way, I felt sorry for him. How frustrating life must be for him, wanting and needing to fuck young ass and mouth and not having the outlet. He claimed to really love my son, and I guess I felt I owed it to him to give him the benefit of the doubt.

I watched more intently, forgetting all about my work, as Sean pushed my son's eight year old ass over, so that he could begin to work his big toe up into my boy's tiny little asshole. My son's rectum had been a big problem for Sean for this entire last week. He desperately needed to fuck his new boyfriend, but my boy's ass was much to small to take Sean's massive eleven inch prick. Sean had not even been able to get his dickhead into the boy's hole. As promised, Sean had been patient with Clay for the first few days. He had gently worked his fingers in and out of the eight year old's rectum. He had finger fucked him for hours. When he grew tired, or bored, or had other things to do, he had even recruited me to finger fuck my son. I felt really awkward and strange at first, working one and then two fingers up deep into his warm tight little asshole. My son would whimper and cry.

"Please, Dad, I don't like this. Why are you helping him and doing this?" MY God, my son is beautiful. Such total innocence and youthful perfection. I tried to explain to the boy that if I didn't help stretch his tiny little asshole, it would hurt all the worse when Sean shoved his humongous dick up inside his bowels. "But why does he have to do that?" My eight year old asked, his voice high and light like the flutter of a bird, his cheeks covered with tears running from his beautiful eyes.

"Because he loves you. He wants to be your boyfriend, and I have given my permission because I want you to have really valid fulfilling relationships. It's not been easy for me being a single dad. I feel I have let you down some times..." while I said this I twisted two fingers up inside my son's moist little asshole. "I think Sean might be a really good influence on you."

"I like him too, Dad. But all he thinks about is sex stuff all the time. He wants me to lick his big balls and his dick for hours and hours. Today he told me that he wants me to lick and suck on his asshole!" Clay wrinkled his cute little nose at this.

"Clay, that is what lovers do. That is all a part of building a relationship. You're still young, but the things Sean is teaching you will help you your whole life."

Anyway, no matter how much we drilled and stretched his little pink shitter, Sean still could not get his dickhead into the boy's ass, much less fuck him. Sean grew more and more irritable.

"it's because the little bitch is lazy. He's not helping. He should be working that hole all day and night, so he can take my dick. Christ, what the fuck am I supposed to do? If I don't fuck some boy ass soon, I'm really going to lose it. And the fucking cunt can't suck worth shit either. He can hardly fit my dickhead in his mouth."

I tried to calm the muscular young swimmer over and over. "Sean it's partly your fault. You are the one who has a crush on an eight year old boy. My son't mouth is just still very small. What is he supposed to do?"

Sean slammed his fist into the cocktail table and it crashed to the floor, the legs splintered. "God damn it Mr. Morgan, I entered into a bargain with you. I risked alot by telling you that I loved your son. He has a certain obligation to my needs. Why the fuck isn't he stretching his mouth so that he can take my dickhead? I think he's just being fucking lazy is what I think."

So now Clay was covering Sean's eleven inch prick with spit, trying hard to please his older lover, while Sean fucked his big toe in and out of the kid's rectum, trying to loosen it up. In the last two days we had started to work carrots and cucumbers in and out of the little ass too. The pain must have been awful for Clay for he frequenltly passed out, and he whimpered and cried all the time lately. I thought back to what a happy go lucky, sweet boy he had been before he got involved with Sean. I began to wonder whether a sexual relationship between a twenty-four year old muscular stud and an eight year old little boy could work.

"My nuts, lick my nuts!" Sean growled, and little Clay shifted his tongue lapping to the stud's huge wrinkled ball sack. The sound of him lapping travelled across the room. I could see saliva dripping from the hefty scrotum, and my dick gave a lurch in my shorts. Sean's fuckmeat leaked all over Clay's face and head, sticking to his soft wheat colored hair. The poor boy must be tired. He had been licking dick and balls for over two hours non-stip. While my son administered to the stud's fucksack and meat, Sean paged through a really illegal porno magazine he had gotten from somewhere. It contained photos of little boys from the age of three or four up to about ten or eleven doing all kinds of absolutely filthy disgusting sexual things. There were photos of little boys getting huge dildos shove up their baby asses. Sean would show a photo to Clay of a boy of five or six with an eight inch dildo up his little ass and say to Clay, " See what this boy can do? If he can do it, so can you." Clay would protest that he was doing the best he could.

There were photos of boys getting their asses whipped until they were black and blue and even bleeding. Photos of little boys fucking and sucking each other. Photos of boys with their tiny dicks tied together. Photos of boys hanging by their little arms with heavy weights hanging from their tiny nut sacks. Photos of ten or eleven men pissing on the face of a seven year old boy. I must admit for a magazine as disgusting as it was, I found it amazingly interesting. Apparently Sean had special dvds sent by the company as well.

Clay had one of Sean's egg sized nuts stuffed in his cheek and was trying to get the other one in his mouth, when he choked and gagged. Sean blew a gasket. He pulled his toe out of my son't asshole and with his foot shoved the boy half way across the room. The boy screamed and sobbed.

"Sean, that is no way to treat my son. He is doing the best he can." I felt I had to say something to defend my boy.

Sean raised one large hand in the air. "That's it. THAT IS IT! I HAVE HAD IT. THINGS ARE GOING TO CHANGE AROUND HERE." He stood up, tall and totally ripped and quite beautiful, like an wild animal. He bounced on the balls of his feet, and his eleven inch fucker bobbed and weaved in front of him. His nuts danced as well. " I have got to fuck, and I have got to fuck now!" A long string of pre-fuck hung from his pisshole.

"He can't take your dick, yet. He is just too small. You will rip him or permanently damage him!" I noticed that Sean had curled up in a fetal position and put his thumb in his mouth. He had not done that for several years.

Sean turned to stare at me. " Then until he is ready, I am just going to have to fuck your ass!" I could not believe what I had just heard. The words hung in the air like moss off a southern mansion.

"What? You cannot be serious." I broke out in a cold sweat.

"I am dead serious Mr. Morgan. I love your son, but until he is ready to bring some responsibility and respect to my relationship with him, I am going to have to fuck you. You can't expect me to go without sex. I don't want to cheat on Clay behind his back with any other little boys, so the only answer is for me to shove my dick up your ass."

"That is not possible, Sean. First I am not even gay. Second, I have never had anything up my ass. Thirdly, I have no desire to experience that."

That was the wrong thing to say. Sean stormed over to me and punched me in the stomach. Then he kneed me in the chin. Then he sent me soaring through the air into the sofa. Clay squealed in horror. Sean was on me, grabbing me by my hair and yanking my face up. He spit in my face, a huge thick gob of saliva. "You agreed to my dating your son, and I am not going to let you fuck it up."

And that is how I got ass fucked for the first time. I took it standing bent over the sofa, legs spread. It was the most horrible, painful experience of my life. I was sure his horse dick was going to rip up my insides and tear my ass lips. And sean wouldn't even allow any lube. The only thing he did allow was for my son Clay to suck my ass to lube it up. Of course my son didn't want to do it, I could hardly blame him. But I was terrified of the pain I would soon feel, so I begged my eight year old boy to please lick and suck my asshole. And horrible as the feeling of Sean's prick up my virgin ass was, the feeling of my son's tongue reaming my asshole was heaven. I had really never felt anything as wonderful in my life. The boy's tongue was so soft. And once Sean explained to him that the wetter he got my asshole, the easier my fuck would be and the less pain I would feel, Clay gave it everything he had. I was so proud of my boy. He swabbed his tongue over my puckered asshole and then made it pointy and fucked it in and out of my rectum. He spit into my ass and tried to get it really soaking. And as dire as my situation was, and as scared as I was, somehow i knew that this would not be the last time my eight year old son would suck my ass. But Sean was growing impatient. He really was in fuck lust need.

'Please, Sean, can you work your fingers in first for a bit, just to loosen it a little..." I begged, tears filling my eyes. Imagine a grown man crying and begging another man to take it easy on his ass. Sean grabbed my hips and rammed his dickhead at my pucker. At first it would not go in. The fucking cockhead was just too large, and I had a virgin butt. But Sean was not about to give up. He reached down and roughly ripped at my asshole with his fingers, then he pushed his dickhead in at the hole.

"You know I don't even really enjoy this. I like boys, young boys. I have no interest in adult male ass. But I just got to unload my nuts. I can't tell you how they hurt. I am so fucking sick of shooting off onto Clay's face. I want to shoot my sperm up his boycunt and down his throat. So far he has not successfully sucked me or taken even the cock knob into his pussy. This has got to change."

The last part of his statement was drowned out by my screams. I admit it, I screamed like a bitch and almost blacked out. I had no idea how my eight year old was ever going to take this monster dick. I had never been fucked. The burning in my asshole was so intense, I felt I would die. My legs gave out and I fell to my knees, Sean following, his fuckmeat plowing deeper and deeper into me.

"Oh God, oh God, take it out. You're killing me. You are ripping me to pieces. You dick is too big!" I screamed.

"Dad, Dad, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" Clay squealed, chewing on one little fist, his face screwed up in horror.

"Clay, get down between my legs and lick my nuts while I fuck your father!" Sean bellowed, and my son dropped at once and crawled forward, lifting his head to lap at the dangling, swinging nuts. I could hardly breath. It wasn't the length of the dick that got to me, it was the thickness. That and the fact that Sean fucked really hard. "This is how I need to fuck your son, Mr. Morgan. I am going to fuck him this way before the week is out, I don't care if I have to rip him a new asshole."

Did this twenty-four year old hunk not have even an ounce of compassion in him? Was he pure animal? Tears and spit and snot ran from my face to the floor beneath me as Sean fucked my ass. The more I screamed, the harder Clay licked the swinging nuts, in hopes of making things somehow easier on me. But nothing he did could assuage the pain tearing through my body. I gasped for air, I grunted and gagged. Sean laughed and fucked me harder and harder. I screamed that I could not take all eleven inches. I was sure my insides were bleeding. If I had to go to a hospital, what would happen to Clay? Sean reached around and took hold of one of my nipples. He pinched it and pulled it. He pulled his massive dick half way out of my ass.

"Clay, get your face in there and lick my dick stalk. Lick your Daddy's ass slime off my dick stalk." Clay scrambled to obey, scared out of his little eight year old mind. He licked and lapped until Sean was ready to ram his fucker back up into my guts. Then my son pulled his face away. i turned my head and saw my boy's mouth coated with pre-fuck and ass juice and some blood.

"Little Bitch, now get your face between my ass globes and suck my asshole while I fuck your daddy some more. And if you don't suck my ass real good, I am going to fuck your Father to Death!" Clay plunged his little face between the studs hard round ass cheeks.

I tried to crawl across the floor to escape the invading dick, but Sean pulled me back by my nipple. I thought he would rip my tit off my chest. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK," he screamed, his manly voice thick with lust. Finally he arched his back, slammed in balls deep and unloaded his scalding sperm up into my guts. I am not stupid. I know the sperm only felt scalding and it was really the tears in my bowels that were on fire. He pushed me onto the carpet and pulled his eleven inches of dickslab out of my raped hole. I lay on my stomach trying to catch my breath and will the burning in my ass to go away.

Sean grabbed Clay by his blond hair. "Here you go, baby, clean your boyfriend's dirty dick with your mouth!" i watched as he shoved my son's sweet tear streaked face into his crotch. Clay began to lick the ass slime and blood and cum off of the huge fucker. His little pink tongue scooped up the slop which he then swallowed.

Sean gently nudged me with his naked foot. 'Not a bad fuck. We are going to do this twice a day, until your son's ass is ready to take me. So I advise you to help me stretch that baby fast. Let's go up to the bathroom, Clay, I want to teach you how to drink my piss!" Sean turned and walked upstairs, his strong smooth ass globes rolling with each step. Clay knelt down by my head.

"Are you all right, Dad? Do you need a doctor?" His beautiful face was filled with concern for his father.

"I'll be fine, son. Don't worry. But you had better hurry up to the bathroom. You don't want to make Sean angry."

"Daddy...do I got to drink his piss?" Fresh tears filled his eyes.

"Yes, Clay, you have to learn how to be a real good piss drinker. He's your boyfriend, and you have to learn. Now go on and get up there. And make me proud of you."

My son ran upstairs. I felt half dead, and every muscle in my body ached. My ass felt ripped and on fire. My guts throbbed. And as I watched my son's tiny round ass cheeks roll as he climbed the stairs, I realized that I had the biggest erection of my life.