Daemon Way

Teacher

Chapter Sixty-Two = Concluding chapter VI

Dominic grinned as his sister and Ashley began to sixty-nine and Denis stepped up behind Ashley to give it to her up the ass. This had been one if the most satisfying days of his life, and like all of his most satisfying days, he owed it all to Cory Wilson who'd just finished fucking his sister's head off. She'd had three fucking orgasms before he'd come, which was so totally wicked, and he wasn't the only guy who'd noticed Cory's cocksmanship and his sister's thrashing. Normally a guy had his climax and then had to hold on until the woman had hers. Leave it up to Cory to reverse it! Watching his bitch sister squirming and bucking not with one but with three orgasms had been perfect. His revenge against his sister and father for their years of mistreatment of him, and against Ashley for her years of teasing and putdowns and humiliation, had been a long time coming, but the wait had been worth it.

He hadn't held back spanking and then strapping his bound sister with the rubber fan belt earlier that afternoon and he had delighted in every shard of pain he and Kenny had sent through her backside. It was a small payback for all the spankings he'd received from her. Stimulating her asshole and her clit with the vibrator had been Cory's idea, and that had been totally wicked. Every time she tensed with the arousal shooting through her cunt and the pain ripping through her ass he was reminded of the pain and pleasure she'd loved causing him when he'd lived at home. Abusing her had been sweet, but even sweeter had been Cory arranging to have their father discover them. The look on his father's face as he'd stepped into the room to find his sweet little angel getting her boobs sprayed with Kenny's cum and with her cheeks glistening with cunt juice from eating pussy while at the same time she was getting her asshole filled with cum had been so priceless.

Even more priceless had been the look on his father's face and on Nikki's when he and Nikki had later walked in on their father and found him fucking Julian Gilles up the ass with his fist wrapped about the big-boobed transvestite's spurting cock. Of course he knew that up until moments before his father had thought he was fucking a woman, not a guy. Cory had proposed his plan to have Julian seduce Dominic's father two months ago and of course Dominic had wholeheartedly supported it, though he seriously doubted that his father would take the bait and was even more doubtful that his father would not realize Julian was really a guy. His father hadn't dated a woman for fourteen years, not since his mother had died, and even if he did begin to date Julia Gilles, he'd never get intimate with her. With all his lectures on morality and the impropriety in the world today, there was no way he'd do anything outside of marriage. And even in the unlikelihood that he did, surely he'd discover Julia was a guy, not a girl.

He should never have doubted Cory, and he owed him big time for having pulled this off. His dad kneeling there with his fist wrapped about another guy's dick and his dick up the guy's ass, and on top of it the guy being a third of his age, so much for his father's objections and condemnation of the relationship between himself and Kenny. And so much for all his pious lectures about being Christian and morality and sending him to live with the Gilles's with the intention of Julius Gilles's strictness teaching him proper values after he'd found him and Nikki having sex. Of course he'd been suckered, but Dominic would still like to see him explain his actions, and explain the pleasure he'd very obviously been feeling.

Actually going to live with the Gilles's had been a blessing just as Cory had said it would be the day Cory had discovered him sitting at the Gilles's supper table. Despite Cory having befriended him and all the kindnesses Cory had shown him including him in his parties and stuff, he'd doubted him and had figured Cory was just trying to cheer him up. Julius Gilles after all was the most hated teacher at Lincoln Junior High, sarcastic, mean and strict. There wasn't a kid who liked him. His father's announcement he was sending him to live with the Gilles's after discovering him and Nicole screwing had been one of the most miserable moments of his life. He'd discovered of course that he should have believed Cory, and he'd castigated himself for weeks after for not having had faith in his best friend.

The Julius Gilles at home was not anything like the teacher and coach Julius Gilles that he'd known. Seeing his fat teacher walking around naked with his big belly jiggling and his fat cock swinging between his legs, and his whole family going around totally nude besides, had been the first big shock. That Julius's wife and Cory were getting it on regularly and expecting a child together, that his fourteen-year-old daughter was screwing around with two coloured guys in their mid-twenties right there under her mother and father's noses, and that his teacher had a thing for getting screwed by dogs, drinking piss, and eating shit was even more shocking. In the first forty-eight hours living with the Gilles family Dominic had learned more about and had seen more sex than he had his previous fourteen years. The values he was learning were certainly not the Christian values his father had intended on him learning!

To the shy but sexually-curious youngster that had been blessing enough, but the biggest blessing of all had undeniably been getting to know Julius's two younger sons, Anton and François. Anton was a pompous, arrogant, self-centred twit and spoiled little brat just like he'd thought, and a total weirdo with his piercings and black lipstick and eyeshadow and leather and chain clothing. He was also the horniest kid he'd ever met. He was constantly boned up, a condition that was impossible to hide in that he and his family had this thing about going around naked. He also knew a lot about having sex with guys, and he was totally comfortable with the fact that he was a cock-loving faggot. So was his kid brother François despite being only nine. It didn't take either of them long to hit on Dominic. Of course with the thirteen-year-old's fine, blond hair, pretty steel-blue eyes, freckles, and fit, slim body, who could blame them?

It had been only his third night at the Gilles's. Cory had come over and had spent an hour in Antoinette Gilles's bedroom and you didn't have to be a genius to know what they were doing, especially considering their flushed faces and damp, semierect genitals when they came out. That his best buddy was screwing their teacher's wife had been a surprise even for someone as daring as Cory, and finding out from Cory that he'd just done her twice, once up her cunt and once up her ass, had Dominic's dick twitching. Finding out that the baby she was carrying was Cory's had been even more of a surprise, and even more erotic. His thirteen-year-old buddy was going to have a kid! So he'd gone to bed that night feeling even hornier than he usually did, which for a thirteen-year-old boy was particularly painful. At that time Julius was sleeping with his oldest son, Julian, and Anton and François were sleeping together in Anton's room. Dominic was sleeping in François's former bedroom, the one Cory had slept in when he'd stayed at the Gilles's when he wasn't humping Mrs. Gilles, which was erotic in itself, thinking that he was sleeping in the same bed as his best buddy had, maybe even jerking off between the same sheets.

That was exactly what he was doing when François quietly tapped on the door and asked if he could come in. He'd quickly pulled his hands out from under the sheets and had then stretched and yawned, making like that was why he'd pulled his hands out from under the sheets and pretended that he hadn't been doing anything, but he wasn't fooling François.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt you jerking off," he said point blank, looking at Dominic apologetically with his big green eyes and with all the innocence of a nine-year-old boy. Considering how horny his older brother was and the weird habits of the rest of his family, it had not been that big a surprise to Dominic that the youngster knew about the act and was so open about it.

"That's okay," he replied, deciding there was no point in denying it.

"What were you thinking about?"

"Sex," Dominic replied evasively. He couldn't tell him he'd been thinking of Cory having sex with his mother up her butt, and about the time Cory had taken his prune, and that he was jerking off in the same bed and between the same sheets as his best friend.

"You like to have sex?"

"Yeah, sure." That was a dumb question, but then he was only nine.

"Me too."

"You have sex?" That was probably just as dumb a question. It should not have come as a surprise to Dominic considering everything else he'd discovered about the Gilles family, but it had. The kid was only nine after all.

"Sure. I especially like getting it up the butt," he observed as if he was talking about a hobby or his favourite flavour of ice cream or something. "Have you ever done a guy up his butt before?"

"Yeah, I have," Dominic confessed as he thought back to two months previous, the end of November at Cory's house party while Cory's parents had been away. That night he'd fucked ass for the first time, and not just once. He wondered what François would think if he knew that the first guy he'd fucked had been François's brother.

"Wanna do me?"

Dominic had been aching for sex all evening. He had this embarrassing problem then and still did of not being able to get hard by himself, but quickly boning up when he was with someone else. François' question had resulted, much to his delight, in an instant boner. Even so, Dominic was by nature shy, and by experience, cautious. He glanced over at the door hesitantly. François had not closed it when he'd come in. "Suppose someone catches us?"

"Mom's asleep, and so's Dad and Julian. My sisters aren't going to be poking their heads in here even if they get out of bed, and nor will Anton, and even if he did, so what?"

Dominic smiled. "Yeah, you're right. So what?" He was beginning to love how the Gilles family thought.

As Dominic crawled out from under the sheets, François giggled at the sight of his stiff cock jutting up in the air and observed that Dominic's dinky was happy about what they were talking about. His little three-inch [7½cm] cocklet was beginning to rise itself, causing Dominic to observe that François's dinky was evidently happy too, causing both boys to giggle. François, Dominic quickly discovered, was a horny little bottom, and the precocious nine-year-old wasted no time jumping up on the bed and slipping his slender fingers about his houseguest's stiff cocklet. He also knew something about cocks, observing how large Dominic's looked, and how long his foreskin was, both comments pleasing the sensitive thirteen-year-old. Squatting there on the bed, François bent over and took Dominic's stiff cocklet in his mouth and began sucking on it, much to Dominic's delight. He was evidently experienced and skilled at it and Dominic could not help wondering where he'd learned to suck cock so well. When François observed that he was glad Dominic didn't have any hairs like his brother because he didn't like hair in his mouth Dominic had a pretty good idea where the youngster had learned his stuff.

After a couple minutes of sucking and bobbing his head up and down, François got to his knees and elbows and presented his butt to Dominic and asked if he'd screw him now. Dominic didn't need to be asked twice and the horny thirteen-year-old quickly got to his knees and knelt behind his young host. Pulling apart his ass cheeks, he placed the tip of his slender, aching cock against the younger boy's hole. With François's eagerness and experience and with Dominic's cock being slender and rock hard and slick with François' spit, it was not difficult for the two horny young boys to unite.

He slowly began to pump his hips to and fro as he grasped François' slender hips and he quivered with delight as his cocklet throbbed hotly and ripples of arousal passed up his shaft. Having his stiff, aching young cock surrounded by hot, moist flesh was always a delight, but doing it with François was even more delightful in that the young boy loved having his asshole stuffed with the same passion that Dominic was enjoying fucking him. Although it had begun just seeking physical pleasure, it quickly became much more than that though it was different from the feelings of love he felt with Kenny. It was a strange, wonderful feeling, one of not just excitement engaged in the forbidden and still largely unknown but also one of contentment and assurance, feelings he'd only felt once before, the day Cory had taken his prune. He'd concentrated on that blissful pleasure for months thereafter, just as for months to come he'd jerk off recalling the pleasure of sex with François.

Neither boy was able to come and so they fucked for a deliciously long time, the pressure and the pleasure gradually growing between their legs. Dominic's stiff little cocklet throbbed hotly and the knob burned with arousal and that unique pleasure only boys can know while François' asshole throbbed hotly also and quivers of arousal shot up his rectum and through his groin and up his throbbing, aching cocklet each time Dominic's swollen knob brushed past his prostate. In time they were both glowing hotly with arousal and gasping desperately for breath as the pleasure pounded through Dominic's swollen cocklet and throbbed up François' rectum. They finally came together, the two naked, perspiring boys trembling and loudly gasping with the delight of their dry orgasm. It had been totally wicked.

François had no sooner left his room then he had another visitor, Anton, who like his brother had first knocked quietly on his open door. He'd said he'd come to see if his kid brother had been bothering him. Dominic had replied with a grin that he'd been no bother, and then suspecting why Anton had really come, he did something very uncharacteristic. Normally shy and embarrassed by such matters, he, to his surprise, asked Anton if he was feeling horny too, and when Anton replied with a grin that he was always horny, Dominic was surprised to hear his voice asking if Anton wanted to sixty-nine. Anton was of course delighted to do so. As the twelve-year-old boy lay down in the opposite direction and took Dominic's limp cock, Dominic remembered suddenly where his cock had just been. As embarrassing as it was going to be, he had to stop Anton and find a reason to go to the bathroom and wash it off. As he phrased what he was going to say in his mind, he felt Anton's breath on his dick and balls, and then his hot, moist mouth surrounded his limp cock and it was too late. Anton was sucking on his cock that only minutes earlier had been up his kid brother's ass.

As the suction sent tingles of arousal through his swollen knob, Dominic realized that Anton had to have known his kid brother's preferred sexual act and why he'd been in Dominic's bedroom and that he'd likely just fucked his kid brother's asshole. The thought of his cock having been up François's asshole and now his brother now knowingly sucking on it gave Dominic an instant boner. With Anton's young cocklet dangling before him and feeling just as horny as Anton, Dominic eagerly raised it up between his thumb and first finger and slipped his mouth over it. It was not the first time Anton had sucked his cock, the boy having done so earlier at one of Cory's parties, and it was not the first time Dominic had a cock in his mouth, but this time, in Anton's home, it was totally different from any other experience also. Like with François, it was more than just physical pleasure, and yet it wasn't the love that Dominic felt with Kenny though it was more than just two guys getting their nuts off. There wasn't the same feeling of caring like when he messed around with Cory either, though he could sense that Anton wanted very much to please him.

That Anton did. Given his wide and extensive experience by then and genuine desire as a bottom to please other guys, Anton gave Dominic a blow job like the young thirteen-year-old had never had before. Since Dominic could not yet come and Anton had learned many delaying and extending techniques, the two horny young boys sucked on each other's dick for the longest time. Anton loved the taste of fresh, teenage cock and the silky feel of Dominic's long foreskin, and Dominic loved the hot, throbbing pleasure Anton was creating and the knowledge that he was giving Anton the same pleasure. So the two boys lay there on the bed openly and happily sucking each other's cock, and as the pleasure pulsating between their legs grew in intensity that Anton's mother or father could easily walk by and discover them faded out of their minds.

Finally at long last Anton gave a sharp gasp and quivered and gave Dominic a quick warning before he began shooting his thin, watery preteen cum into Dominic's mouth. Moments later Dominic shuddered and gasped with his own dry orgasm, his little stiff cocklet throbbing and jerking wildly, his still immature little balls drawn up as hard and small as dried up little peas. Dominic eagerly swallowed the sweet preteen cum, his head spinning from his own delightful, powerful orgasm. Anton snorted with the pleasure of his ejaculation, something still marvellous and new and which did not always happen. Anyone looking in on the two perspiring, gasping boys could not deny the pleasure on their flushed, young faces.

That had been the beginning, and over the next couple months Dominic came to know the two brothers very well, the three of them having sex almost nightly, one on one or sometimes all three together, and to realize there was more to them than the initial impression of two spoiled, snooty kids. Anton had a real desire to please others, which was not surprising considering he'd never really been able to please his father, Julian receiving all the attention and praise as the older son and more athletic like his father had been as a boy than Anton, and François being spoiled as the cute youngest son. Being in the middle, Anton was largely ignored, something Dominic could relate to. François was bright and artistic, but like Anton, often overshadowed by his younger sister Juliette, the baby of the family.

From the two brothers Dominic learned a lot about sex and techniques between guys. Even more important he saw how comfortable the two were with being gay, something that he'd been struggling with for the past several months, having enjoyed sex with Cory's mother immensely, but also enjoying sex with Kenny though in a very different way. Actually he came to realize through Anton and François just how much he really did enjoy having sex with other guys, and that there was no shame nor sin in being gay despite what his father, Bishop Henry, and many others claimed.

Anton and his brother had learned from Dominic also, that there was more to sex than just the physical pleasure of the act, and that proving pleasure for others was even more pleasurable when the other person did the same. Anton's sex with his classmates and with strangers in the street had all been one sided with his partners concerned only with their own pleasure, and François had only been concerned with pleasure he felt being mounted. Dominic was the first one who was just as concerned about their pleasure as his own, which made having sex with him so much more pleasurable than with any others.

Unfortunately Dominic's stay with the Gilles's had been brief and had been cut off abruptly and unexpectedly. Upon receiving his unconventional haircut, Julius had been called in by Dominic's father, who was the Area Superintendent, and told that at the end of the year his contract was being terminated. Of course John Halder could not very well leave his son living with a teacher who showed up for school totally unexpectedly one morning with a bright red Mohawk cut and a shaved, black-dyed skull. Actually, considering Julius Gilles's previous stern and upright, Christian behaviour before Dominic went to live with him, John Halder was more than a little suspicious that his son's deviancy and wickedness had something to do with the change in the previously conservative teacher's behaviour. For the thirteen-year-old boy to have achieved that, he had to be a minion of the devil and needed someone of an even stronger moral fibre than Julius Gilles. And so Dominic Halder was taken back home, something neither he, nor his father, no his sister wanted.

From the leers on the faces of the boys watching Nikki and Ashley lapping at each other's cunt and from their stiff cocks, openly revealed and jerking with arousal, Dominic knew that his sister was going to be humiliated and gang banged for hours yet to come and the thought of his classmates lining up and taking turns fucking her in front of each other and totally ignoring her protests was sweet. It was particularly sweet in light of the time she and her girlfriends had lined up and raped him despite his protests and how humiliating it had been for him.

That had been last December, over the Christmas break. He'd been living back home for eight months, eight months of pure hell. On top of blaming him for his mother's death, avoiding him because his good looks reminded him of his wife, holding him responsible for having sex with his sister and repulsed by his relationship with Kenneth Ballard because they were of the same sex and because of their age difference, John Halder saw Dominic's behaviours as being a reflection on his capabilities as a father, and bringing shame and humiliation on his good name, especially important to him given his position as the Area Superintendent of Schools. Since her breakup with Kenneth at the end of grade twelve, Nicole had become bitter and even more hostile toward her younger brother, and had thrown herself into her school work at university but she could not ignore that her classmates were dating and having romantic relationships, and that rumours were spreading that she wasn't dating because she didn't like men.

She and four of her college and former high school friends had gotten together one evening shortly after Christmas for an all girl pajamas party and of course talk got around to who were the sexiest men on campus, and how boys just wanted one thing, and how it was easy for boys when it came to sex but it was the girls who paid the penalty if they got pregnant, which was the major obstacle to having sex since even condoms and pills were not one hundred percent certain. Besides, two of the braver girls admitted, boys were not the only ones who preferred the feeling doing it raw. That lead to a discussion of the double standard between boys and girls, and how it was acceptable for boys to take the aggressive role but if a girl did she was considered a slut. Of course all the talk about boys got them horny, and the talk about what boys were allowed to do and girls were not got them angry.

That was when Nicole had gotten the idea of using her kid brother so they could do the things they'd wanted to but couldn't with their boyfriends because they were afraid or ashamed or worried about their reputations. She had dragged Dominic out of his room, kicking and complaining but unable to stop her, not just because she was four years older and bigger and stronger, but also because he was afraid if he put up too much resistance she'd make up some story and get him in trouble with his father. She and her four friends had stripped the protesting boy, Dominic having had turned fourteen only two weeks earlier, and as she had held him down her girlfriends had explored his privates, touching his limp dick and his loose balls, stroking them, and slowly getting him hard, things they'd dared not do with their boyfriends.

Nikki showed them how a boy's foreskin could be pulled back, Dominic having a particularly silky and long skin which each of the girls delighted in pulling back and watching creep back up over his blood-engorged knob despite the fact Dominic had a tight skin and it hurt to have it pulled right back. She showed them how sensitive the rim of a boy's knob was, and each of the girls leaned forward and watched as they ran a long nail along the tender rim and giggled as his aroused cock jerked uncontrollably. Still not having entered puberty, his dark purplish knob contrasted sharply with his shaft and his testicles, which were still a light pink like his belly. She finally showed them just how sensitive a boy's balls were by squeezing them until he cried with the pain and went soft. Each of her four friends took turns experimenting with him, getting him rock hard and then squeezing his nuts or pinging the rim of his dick with a painful flick to make his cute little cocklet droop again.

Fully aroused now, they took turns tasting him, curious what a boy's dick actually tasted like. Having resisted the pressures from their boyfriends to give them blow jobs, they found Dominic's smaller dick cuter and less intimidating, and of course doing it to a boy four years their junior less threatening. Besides, while they could not trust their boyfriends to keep it a secret, they knew they could force Dominic to keep his mouth closed, and even if he did blab, who was going to believe a fourteen-year-old boy that five eighteen and nineteen-year-old college coeds had sucked him? Delighting in showing off to her friends, besides dominating and humiliating her kid brother, Nikki went down on him and sucked him to orgasm. Each of her friends of course tried him also, so that by his fifth dry orgasm his poor little balls were drawn up to the size of shrivelled peas.

Having confirmed that he could not yet cum, Nikki lay him on his back and straddling him, proceeded to fuck him, riding him until she reached her own orgasm. Having the unique opportunity of experiencing coitus without the fear of pregnancy, her four friends were eager to take their turns. Two of them had sex with boys before, but had found the experience wanting. For one, it was totally one sided, their boyfriends only interested in their own pleasure and stopping once they achieved their own climaxes, and for another, the pleasure was overshadowed by feelings of guilt and shame and fears of becoming pregnant. They had no such feelings dominating a fourteen-year-old boy, and in fact figured that they were fulfilling every fourteen-year-old boy's dream, to have repeated sex with good-looking, full-breasted university students. The other two losing their virginity to him, didn't have the worries of not pleasing their partner it being their first time, nor having the boy brag about having taken their cherries. Of course not having to worry about being knocked up, took a large load off all their minds, allowing them to enjoy the act. On top of it all, learning from his sister Dominic was a little faggot, they figured by showing him what it was like to have sex with a real woman they'd convert him into wanting to have sex as a woman and guy were supposed to.

At one time Dominic would have enjoyed sex with girls, even forced and humiliating sex as he'd engaged in that night, but by then he'd become totally in love with Kenneth Ballard, and Kenneth with him, so the thought alone of a girl and her stinking cunt was repulsive compared to thoughts of what he and Kenneth did. Now having girl after girl riding him, bringing him off to repeated climaxes and keeping him hard, which was possible as he could not yet come, much to his disappointment and frustration, it was not pleasure. It was humiliating and abusive, and by the time the night was over the feel and the stench of their hot, slimy cunts turned his stomach and he hated each and every one of them, just the opposite of their intent.

Of course there was nothing he could do about it but somehow Cory had sensed that he was upset, and he'd found himself telling Cory everything that had happened that night. Cory immediately came up with a plan and began putting it into action. Giving Dominic a large bottle of sugar pills, he had Dominic switch them with Nikki's girlfriends' birth control pills whenever the girls came over to visit. Cory also somehow found out who their boyfriends were and had somehow found someone to sell them condoms at a discount, and which all had been perforated. So far two of them had gotten knocked up and had dropped out of college. Now as he watched guy after guy mounting his sister, bringing her to repeated climaxes too but also filling her cunt with their juice, he'd be delightful if as a result she got knocked up. She'd have no idea who the father was. That would really fix her good. And it would totally screw up his father to have his precious daughter knocked up and her unable to tell him who to blame.

That had only been the first part of Cory's plan. His second was to arrange a particularly romantic New Year's eve between himself and Kenneth, an expensive dinner at Duane's and a night in one of their Moorish-themed rooms at Mission Inn. Their four-course meal with a steak and lobster entree, had been delicious, and absolutely perfect with soft, romantic lighting and a particularly attentive waiter who somehow seemed to know that the two of them were lovers. The room was perfect too with a huge marble bathtub that easily accommodated two which Kenneth had filled with bath salts and in which the two of them had a long, luxurious, aromatic bubble bath. Dominic took great delight in lathering up Kenneth's thick chest hair and caressing his broad, muscular pecs and his sensitive nipples. Kenneth of course took just as much delight in lathering up Dominic's smooth, young chest and the boy's tender nipples.

The two kissed as their hands moved lower, Kenneth running his fingers over Dominic's smooth, flat stomach and down over his hairless pubes and Dominic working up a thick lather in Kenneth's thick pubic hairs. By the time they began to wash each other's thighs their cocks were stiff and the knobs jutting up out of the bath water, to the amusement of both. As Kenneth's fingertips gently caressed Dominic's thighs, Dominic's slender cock jerked in the water like an impatient little shark, and similarly as Dominic ran his fingertips over Kenneth's muscular, hairy thighs his massive cock churned the water in excitement. Dominic took a handful of suds and pulling back Kenneth's foreskin completely covered Kenneth's exposed knob in soapy bubbles. Following his young lover's lead, Kenneth slowly eased back Dominic's silky foreskin, painlessly and easily thanks to the soap suds, and took a dollop of suds and capped Dominic's knob with it like a curl of whipped cream on top of a delicious dark purple plum.

Sliding down further in the tub so he was submerged up to his neck, Kenneth had Dominic face him and straddle his body, and he slowly eased him into position so that he was perched on top his aching, rock-hard cock. As Dominic slowly eased back and down, the young boy felt his lover's large, soapy knob stretching open his sphincter ever so slowly and the two of them inhaled deeply and snorted and sighed as ever so gently the nineteen-year-old penetrated his fourteen-year-old lover. Dominic slowly eased down and back until he was sitting in Kenneth's lap and Kenneth's long, thick cock was lodged up his rectum. He then flexed his leg muscles and slowly rose up and forward and then slowly sank back down. As he began to rhythmically ride his lover, his motions caused waves in the bathwater which threatened to drown the husky football player and forced him to sit up. Grasping the edges of the marble tub, Dominic road up and down Kenneth's thick shaft, delighting in feeling his lover inside him, delighting in the pleasure pulsating out from his stretched anus and shooting through his rectum and his groin each time Kenneth's knob brushed against his prostate. The greatest pleasure of all was the knowledge that he was bringing Kenneth the greatest pleasure a boy could know. Of that there was no doubt as Kenneth closed his eyes and kissed him passionately, the pleasure pulsating through the nineteen-year-old's swollen knob continuing down his thick shaft as his groin grew numb.

The two were breathing quickly and deeply and they paused to catch their breath and to enjoy the pleasure of their union. Gradually the lust began to subside and Dominic resumed flexing his leg muscles once more, causing his slender body to rhythmically rise and fall in the warm bath water and for still more bubbles to form. Twice more they approached that climax, and then as the approached the fourth, they could not stop. Deeper and deeper the two began to breathe, their naked, soapy chests rising and falling with each gasp until finally Kenneth shuddered with delight and his large balls contracted, squiring his seed up the core of his benumbed cock and out the burning it and deep up Dominic's hot, moist rectum. Dominic shuddered also as he felt Kenneth shudder and as he felt the flood of Kenneth's thick cum up his rectum, and his slender, trim body began to jerk with his dry orgasm, just as powerful and delightful and his lover's wet one.

It was a week later, the seventh of January, that Dominic moved out and moved in with Kenneth. A year ago Kenneth's mother been actively pursing her idea of the two of them moving to LA where she wanted Kenneth to continue his studies, and knowing her determination when she got an idea in her head, and her determination to run his life just as she'd run his father's, both Kenneth and Dominic had resolved themselves to the fact they were going to be separated. Then over the summer Kenneth's mother had met and fallen totally and madly in love with a woman selling real estate in Hollywood. It was total, unabashed lust. Although she'd never shown any interest in other women before, it didn't come as a big surprise to her son considering her dyke personality. He certainly wasn't questioning his good fortune. She had the hots for the woman so bad she totally lost interest in Kenneth and aborted her plans to have him move to LA to continue his education in law. In fact she was delighted when he received a football scholarship from the Riverside Campus of ucla. Pursuing a new life with her new love in LA would be a lot easier without a nineteen-year-old son around. So on the first of January Helen Ballard moved in with her new love and the two women set up their own real estate agency, specializing in finding homes for gay celebrities, and being LA and Hollywood, they had plenty of potential clients.

Although he didn't know how, Dominic was certain that Cory was responsible for those events also. All Cory said, with a knowing grin, was that Dominic really owed Ben Hanson, as it had been Ben, Cory said, who'd given him the idea the Valentine's Day weekend the four of them had spent at Hermosa Beach, though Ben professed to not have a clue what he'd said to make Cory think that. At any rate, moving in with Kenneth had been the beginning of the best days of Dominic's life. Kenneth dropped Dominic off at Lincoln Junior High before heading to the Riverside University Campus, and after school Dominic headed straight to their home to prepare supper for the two of them. After supper and homework, they spent the rest of the evening cuddling and kissing and happy just being in each other's arms. Every evening was special, but one of Dominic's favourites was when Kenneth came home after football practice and they would have a long bubble bath together.

His happiest moment of all though was three months ago, February 11, the day they'd gotten married, and that day, he knew, was definitely thanks to Cory Wilson. Of course same sex marriages were not recognized in California, but there were churches willing to perform such marriages, and Cory had made arrangements for them to get married in one of them, the newly formed Church of Devine Love which had taken over one of the old Catholic Missions in Citrus Grove which had to close due to a lack of parishioners. It was a full, formal wedding with a church service in the beautiful two-hundred year-old church and an exchange of vows, which he and Kenneth had written professing their deep and everlasting love for each other, with Cory as their best man and Ben Hanson, Evert Lang and Derry Epstein as groomsmen and Anton and François Gilles as their ushers, all of them dressed in tuxedos, even Anton. Ramon Carlos had sung a romantic song of love in Spanish with his brother Juan accompanying on guitar and the hymn In the Garden in English which Cory said was a gay hymn. He didn't know if that was true, but Ramon had sung it like it was, and with his beautiful looks and his sweet voice, it had certainly caused a stir in Dominic's pants, and he knew from the bulges in the dress pants of the wedding party, in several other's besides. The service ended with the traditional kiss, Kenny bending over and brushing back the errant strand of blond hair that insisted on falling over Dominic's eyes and giving him a long, passionate kiss.

After pictures on the grounds of the old Franciscan church and best wishes from friends and classmates from Lincoln Junior High and William Cleaver High there followed a small intimate supper for the wedding party at Gerard's French Restaurant paid for by Cory, who had warned him about the cold soup and the snails, with a fancy banana cream wedding cake for dessert. Again after best wishes from their closest friends, he and Kenneth had driven out to Palm Springs where Cory had booked them a room at the Desert Riviera Hotel, a small, recently renovated ten-room hotel with soft, romantic lights lighting the palms around the pool and Jacuzzi and an awesome view of Mount San Janinto.

Finally retiring to their hotel room, they embraced and kissed each other long and tenderly. They took their time undressing each other, kissing and caressing after the removal of each article of clothing, Dominic delighting in his lover's solid, muscular body, brushing his soft lips over the thick, curly hairs of his chest and the fine, silky hairs of his forearms and calves, and Kenneth delighting in the smooth, trim body of his young lover, brushing his lips over his developing pecs and caressing his smooth, hairless thighs. They took a long time, prolonging and enjoying their foreplay, Dominic snuggling up in Kenneth's arms and deeply inhaling his spicy cologne as he twined his chest hairs in his fingers, and Kenneth nuzzling Dominic's armpits and delighting in the fresh, natural fragrance of his fourteen-year-old lover.

They finally removed each other's last article of clothing, Kenneth's stiff pole tenting out his boxers and Dominic's early teenage cock bulging out his tight white briefs. Naked, they pressed their warm bodies against each other, Dominic's smooth chest against Kenneth's hairy body, Kenneth's muscular thighs wrapped about Dominic's slender legs, their stiff cocks pressed between their flat bellies, Kenneth's six-pack abs and Dominic's flat, firm stomach. They caressed each other's buttocks, Kenneth's large and hairy, Dominic's compact and smooth. They ran a finger up each other's ass crack and as they fingered each other's butthole their lips met again. Slowly Kenneth slipped his tongue into Dominic's mouth as he pressed the tip of his finger against the fourteen-year-old boy's anus, and Dominic parted his lips and pushed out his sphincter, allowing Kenneth's hot, moist tongue to enter his mouth, and his middle finger to ease up his hot, moist rectum. As he sucked on Kenneth's tongue, he pressed his own fingertip against the nineteen-year-old's asshole and slowly eased it up his rectum until his finger was enveloped by the dank, warm flesh. Their breathing grew louder and deeper as they slowly finger fucked each other, and they trembled with desire as they fingered each other's prostate, sending shocks of lust through the little organ and causing their stiff flesh to ache.

Laying his beloved on his back, Kenneth propped up his hips with a couple pillows and spread apart his slender, smooth legs. He rubbed the tip of his swollen cock against the youngster's trembling butthole, smearing it with the copious pre-cum that their extended foreplay had produced. Feeling the hot, sticky syrup against his butthole, Dominic eagerly pushed out with his abdominal muscles, anxious to feel his lover inside him. Slowly Kenneth pushed forward, his blood-engorged knob stretching open his lover's lubed sphincter. He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes with the pleasure as he pressed onward, stretching apart that tight portal until at last his knob popped inside. He smiled down at his young beloved and reached up and brushed the long, blond hair out of his eyes as his beloved smiled up at him, open-mouthed and with eyes filled with love. He slowly pushed forward, easing his hard, hot cock up his beloved's rectum, and the boy's eyes sparkled with pleasure and with lust.

They paused, the two of them breathing deeply with their desire and arousal, allowing their lust to subside and enjoying the pleasure of having united. And then ever so slowly they began the motions of love, Kenneth slowly withdrawing and then easing his member back up his lover's love canal, Dominic tightening his sphincter as his lover eased out his cock and then relaxing as he felt it slowly penetrate him again. It was a motion they'd engaged in hundreds of times by then, but this night, this wedding night, filled with love for each other, it was more beautiful than ever. Continuing to pump his hips to and fro, Kenneth leaned forward and kissed Dominic's thin, smooth lips and constricting and relaxing his sphincter, Dominic wrapped his smooth arms and legs about his lover. The two inhaled and exhaled deeply, sucking in the warm desert air gently blowing in through the open window, their hot, naked bodies glistening with sweat and scenting the air with their natural, masculine fragrance.

Kenneth's thick, hard cock grew numb and pleasure pulsated through the shaft as he worked it in and out of Dominic's hot, moist canal. His knob burned with that sweet pain that only a man can know and he kissed his beloved's smooth cheek in appreciation for the pleasure he was providing, and the love he was so freely giving. Dominic's young, slender, early-teen cock throbbed with the same pleasure as his felt his lover's thick cock easing in and out his body, as his lover's knob brushed against his prostate and sent spasms of arousal through his groin. He threw his head back and sighed with the pleasure that seemed to make his entire body pulsate like one large, beating heart, like one large pulsating cock. He smiled that sweet, innocent smile of youth as he looked up into his lover's eyes, delighting as much in the love emanating from his hot, sweating body as from the throbbing delight of his cock embedded deep up his rectum. They came together, Kenneth's cock throbbing out his hot, thick juice and flooding Dominic's asshole, Dominic thrashing and bucking with his dry orgasm, and with the musky fragrance of fresh cum enveloping their sweating bodies and filling their lungs, the two lovers embraced each other tightly as their lips met in a long, lingering kiss.

Sighing deeply, Dominic came back to the present and glanced up at his lover, at his mate in blessed matrimony now for three months, with a wide grin. The six-foot-two [1.88m] college football quarterback smiled back down at his young beloved. He knew how much the fourteen-year-old loved him, and how delighted he was having finally gotten revenge for the cruelty of his sister and father. Wrapping an arm about him, Kenneth leaned over and whispered in Dominic's ear, asking if he wanted to go home, or perhaps find some place secluded at the Gilles mansion. Dominic's whispered reply was that he wanted to make out with him right there in front of his sister, and with his pretty, steel-blue eyes sparkling with joy and with love, he gave his lover a hot, passionate kiss on the lips and reached down and began to fondle his cock and balls.

At one time confused and embarrassed and ashamed of his love for another of his own sex and worried what others would think given their age difference, Kenneth no longer had such feelings and concerns and he just as eagerly and openly reached down and began to fiddle with Dominic's already stiff cock. As Denis stepped back, his stiff cock glistening with Ashley's ass slime and the load of cum he'd shot up her ass, Ashley pushed herself up off Nicole and rolled over on her back, her face flushed with embarrassment and with sexual pleasure, both from having her ass fucked and from the orgasm she'd experienced sixty-nining with Nicole. Her large boobs rising and falling as she gasped for breath, having also been brought off by their perverted oral sex, Nikki raised herself up on her elbows and stared straight ahead in a daze of sexual lust clouded with the humiliation and embarrassment of having been brought off by a member of her own sex.

There in front of her were her kid brother and her former boyfriend openly and willingly fiddling with each other's privates. Even though everyone knew by then that her kid brother was a little faggot and that Kenneth Ballard had dumped her for him, and some even claiming that he'd never loved her and had only used her to get to her kid brother, it was an embarrassment to see the two of them expressing their perverted, so-called love in front of everyone. Her cheeks and lips glistening and sticky with Ashley's cunt juice, she flushed beet red in shame as her little brother and her former boyfriend assumed the same position as she and Ashley just had. While she and Ashley had engaged in the act unwillingly and with nausea, the two of them were doing it of their own free will, and with obvious delight, and they were performing the disgusting act in front of everyone.

As she lay there in shock and shame as her kid brother slipped his lips over her former boy friend's rapidly swelling cock and began to suck and as her former boyfriend slipped his lips over her kid brother's stiff dick and began to suck on it, she was vaguely aware of someone commenting how humiliating it must be seeing her kid brother and former boyfriend getting it on, and someone else disagreeing and saying from the way she was panting and her swollen cunt she had to be turned on instead. And then someone stepped in front of her and the sight of her brother and former boyfriend eagerly sucking on each other's cock was blocked out and was replaced by the sight of a boy's stiff cock wagging in her face as the powerful stench of cock and garlic filled her nostrils.

Chapter Sixty-Three = Concluding chapter VII

Nick Dawson smiled at the look of humiliation on Nicole Halder's cunt juice smeared face as her former boyfriend and her kid brother made out in front of her. To have everyone know that her former boyfriend was actually gay and that holding out on him had been pointless as it was her kid brother's pants that he'd wanted to get into, not hers, and that he'd used her to do so had to be really embarrassing. From what Cory Wilson had told him it was so fitting considering the way she'd treated her younger brother and the way she'd kept giving Kenneth Ballard the hots for her but then refusing to spread her legs. He knew all about girls giving guys a perpetual case of blue balls.

He glanced over at Molly and Trang eagerly rimming each other as if each other's asshole was the tastiest thing there was. Actually it was. As they'd begun to lick each other's asshole Cory had broadcast the idea that imagining the most delicious thing they knew would make what they were doing less repugnant. Of course the girls thought the idea their own, and seized on it, eager for anything to stop their stomachs from turning as they wormed their tongues in each other's dank shit hole. So at the moment Molly was eagerly devouring a hot fudge sundae, and Trang was savouring her mother's Cambodian hot chicken pot pie. Their actions only confirmed what everyone had known for a year now, that though they flashed their privates at guys, strangers and old skanky men, they were really lovers. Out of their classmates, only Cory, Nick, and Ben Hanson knew that the girls were really doing it under duress and actually found muff diving as filthy and perverted as rimming.

The two of them deserved it too as far as Nick was concerned. Molly Vickers had given him blue nuts for more than a year, and for the last six months of that year had added insult to injury by flashing her pussy at her teachers and disgusting old men while refusing to let him see it. Now that had been embarrassing, and frustrating. He had been well aware of the snickers and leers behind his back, his classmates finding that his all so snooty girlfriend was actually a slut funny. Of course they also figured her being such a slut that he had to be making it with her regularly, a rumour he didn't correct though the fact that he wasn't made the fact that he wasn't all the more embarrassing. That wasn't as embarrassing though as the day he and his classmates had been invited over to Callie Dean's whore house and he, and his classmates, had overheard Molly telling Trang one of his deepest and most personal secrets, that he jerked off, and that he caught his stuff in his hand.

The most embarrassing moment though had been when she'd told Trang the deepest secret of them all, that at the age of five he'd had sex with his uncle, and had enjoyed it and had been disappointed when his uncle had stopped. Fortunately that revelation had been after the Lincoln Junior High nerds had all left, but unfortunately Cory Wilson had still been there, and shortly after that Cory had begun prying for details. The next four months, the rest of that school year, had really been rough for him, but summer came and he went on to William Cleaver High in the fall and at least he no longer saw every day, five days a week, Molly or Cory or the rest of the guys who'd been over at Callie Dean's.

That didn't mean he forgot about the incident at Callie Dean's house, having at that time still believed his girlfriend was a lesbian and had been using him to hide that fact, and horrified that she'd callously revealed the secrets he'd shared with her. Nor could he forget that was the afternoon he'd lost his virginity, joining in the gang bang and having raped Trang in anger and revenge against Molly. Nor could he forget how Callie Dean had taken him into her arms and comforted him and they'd had sex together, him and a black madam old enough to be his mother, and with her fifty-nine-year-old brother up his ass at the same time!

Cory had left the room but he suspected the little pervert had watched them from the adjoining room though Cory never did mention it when they did run into each other, at the mall or at a football or soccer game or wherever. He did, however, bring up the gang banging of the two girls and Molly telling Trang the secret about his uncle. At first Nick had become angry, but he slowly realized that Cory was bringing it up not because he was finding it titillating, nor because he was putting him down, though he knew a lot of guys would, especially those he'd bullied to impress Molly to get into her panties, which of course had never worked. He slowly realized Cory was concerned about him and wanted to help. He'd never bullied Cory and the girls had never teased him, Cory not being a nerd nor a geek. He wasn't exactly in with the in crowd either, nor with the jocks. So the two of them had never had much to do with each other, and they certainly had never been that close for Cory to give a damn about how he was feeling.

Cory had been persistent though and finally tired of his questions, Nick had broken down and told him everything. His parents had often left him with his uncle when they wanted a night out, his uncle being eager to do so and they not having to pay for a babysitter. His uncle had played cars and trucks and built Lego castles with him whenever he visited and was more like a big brother than an uncle. Then one day shortly after he'd turned five, his uncle had introduced him to sex. They'd been playing cars and trucks and he'd slipped his hand inside his shorts and begun fiddling with himself as five-year-olds often do, when he noticed his uncle looking at him and it dawned on him what he was doing. He quickly removed his hand and looked up at his uncle guiltily, expecting to be lectured as his mother and father did when they caught him doing that, but instead of telling him it was nasty and dirty, his uncle had smiled and observed how good it felt.

In his innocence and his surprise, he agreed that it did, and asked his uncle if he ever did it. His uncle observed that he did, when he was his age, and still did it, though not in front of other people, unless the other people were doing it too. Again in his innocence he'd observed then since he was doing it his uncle could too. He'd said it as a simple observation, but the idea of doing it along with someone else was also appealing and enticing and inside he'd hoped his uncle would take the hint. To his delight his uncle had. He had laughed and had slipped his hand inside his pants and begun fiddling too, and a few minutes later had stated that it was starting to hurt with his pants being tight and all. So he pulled down his fly and pushed down his pants and underwear half way down his thighs. That was something Nick would never forget. It was the first time he'd ever seen another person's penis and testicles, and certainly the first time he'd seen a penis in that condition besides his own. Though his uncle was of average size, his erect penis looked humongous to Nick at five years of age. He'd told Nick he could push down his pants and underwear too, to make it easier, and Nick had and he remembered exactly how his uncle had stared at his little erect pecker and had observed how big it was and how nice it looked. They stroked themselves for a while as they continued to play cars.

That had been as far as they'd gone then, and as far as they went several times later before his uncle went all the way and explained ejaculation and the making of babies. Their mutual jacking off eventually lead to doing each other's and him experiencing his first dry orgasm, an experience he recreated many times subsequently in the privacy of his bedroom as he went to sleep. That lead to finger-fucking themselves while they fiddled with themselves, his uncle showing him how and explaining the importance of having short fingernails, and then finger fucking each other, sucking each other, and finally his uncle fucking him and fiddling with his little pecker at the same time. By then six months had passed. Of everything they did, he'd found getting fucked while his uncle stroked his dickey the most pleasant of them all.

Then suddenly three months later, six weeks after he'd begun grade one and a month before his sixth birthday his uncle abruptly stopped. He was no longer available to look after him when his parents wanted a night out and he started to come over less and less frequently, and when he did come over he seemed to avoid him and Nick could sense he was uncomfortable. In his five-year-old mind all Nick could conclude about the abrupt end to their sex play was that he'd done something to make his uncle angry with him but he could not figure out what that could be. The change in his uncle upset him greatly but like all youngsters of that age he accepted it as another mystery about adults and soon forgot about it and went on to other enjoyments. Even so it was a mystery that still nagged him from time to time, and of course bothered him, especially since entering puberty and with the increased interest in sex that comes with entering one's teens.

Hearing his story, Cory wanted him to come with him and talk to someone whom Cory said knew a lot about such things and could maybe explain why his uncle had quit, but Nick had refused. It had been embarrassing enough telling Cory, and besides it was a thing of the past and over. Of course it was not over and why his uncle had stopped began bothering him even more since confiding in Cory. Still he repeatedly refused to go with Cory, but fortunately for him Cory was not one to give up and so instead he engineered a chance meeting between the two of them and a boy several years their junior, eleven-year-old Ramon Carlos. Cory got right to the point minutes after their chance meeting at the Seven-Eleven, observing that Nick and Ramon had something in common. That was the beginning of another reluctant and embarrassing conversation. Ramon, he found out, had been introduced to sex by his uncle Rafael at an age even younger than Nick had been, but unlike his own uncle, Rafael and Ramon had kept up their relationship, and still had sex with each other on occasion. It had been Rafael that Cory had wanted Nick to see.

Knowing someone who actually had a similar experience, and having Cory with him for support, Nick hesitantly agreed to see Ramon's uncle, and so Nick found himself having still another awkward and embarrassing conversation, Nick especially finding it difficult talking to an adult and a stranger besides about sex, and especially about sex when he was a child. Rafael had been particularly understanding and sympathetic, which helped, and he had observed there were several possible reasons Nick's uncle had stopped, but rather than guess which one, he advised it would be best to ask his uncle directly. That Nick had refused to do even more vehemently than any of the other meetings Cory had suggested, but again thanks to Cory's persistence, the two of them finally went to see his uncle Warren, his mother's younger brother.

That had been the most embarrassing conversation of them all, and one that would forever be etched into his mind. Cory again initiated the conversation and got right to the point, saying they'd come to talk about what he and Nick had done back when Nick was five, and like the previous conversations, once he'd done so he had sat back and just listened, occasionally narrowing his eyes as he concentrated on what was being said. From the look of despair and anxiety on his uncle's face, Nick figured his uncle was going to refuse to talk, or maybe even deny they'd done anything, but then with a look of resolve and dread, he had observed, "so, the time I've known for the past ten years would eventually come has arrived."

Nick braced himself for the worst as his uncle began, but what he heard was not at all what he'd ever considered, and certainly had not expected though he learned later it had been Rafael's suspicion. His uncle quickly assured him that he had not stopped babysitting him and playing with him when he visited because he hadn't found their secret pleasurable or because of something Nick had done, both of which had been Nick's prime conclusions. On the contrary, he'd found their sex play extremely pleasurable. That Nick had been delighted to hear. He went on to say he'd stopped out of guilt, guilt over how pleasurable he found it, guilt doing it with a five-year-old child, and guilt over it being his sister's son.

Of course he could not explain any of that to a five-year-old child, and having ended their relationship so abruptly and without explanation had tormented him these past ten years even more than the guilt he'd felt about what they'd done. Finding out how upset Nick had been when they'd stopped and how he'd blamed himself only added to his uncle's guilt and regret for his actions and he began to apologize, saying he fully understood how Nick must hate and despise him, and how sorry he was for what he'd done, and that Nick had every right to tell his parents and to report him to the police, and how now it was out he would turn himself in and save Nick the trouble.

His regret and sorrow flooded over Nick who was just as surprised his uncle had been tormented over the incident these past ten years just as he'd been, though for different reasons, and Nick's love and memories of the pleasure of their sex flooded over his uncle, who having expected resentment and accusation, was just as surprised at Nick's feelings. Through it all Cory just sat there and listened and concentrated and allowed himself a faint smile as Nick and his uncle slowly realized their true feelings about that incident ten years ago. They also realized the true culprit who had sundered their relationship, and their faces clouded with anger. Society's outdated and misguided beliefs about boyhood and sexuality, fuelled by self-serving religious leaders and politicians more concerned about themselves than children and those they were supposed to be serving had turned something beautiful and mutually rewarding into something ugly and shameful. That anger was just as quickly replaced by a compassion and love for each other, a love and tenderness they'd felt for each other ten years ago as nephew and uncle, and by an overwhelming sense of relief having the guilt of the past ten years lifted.

The two embraced and drew each other tight, and as their bodies pressed against each other long denied and unfulfilled desire flared up inside them just as suddenly as their anger had. They drew each other still closer and their lips met in a long, passionate, loving kiss that grew in intensity as Nick's uncle's tongue slipped into his nephew's mouth and as his nephew sucked on it, drawing it in further, caressing it with his own tongue, which he in turn slipped into his uncle's mouth. With their arms wrapped about each other, they caressed each other's deltoids and anxiously pulling the other's shirt out of his pants, they slipped their hands underneath, delighting in the smoothness and warmth of each other's skin as they caressed each other. Inhaling and exhaling deeply, they kissed again, and then again, now desperately caressing each other's back, running their fingers from shoulders to the waistband of their trousers.

As if desperate to make up for the lost ten years, they feverishly undid each other's belt and pulled down each other's fly as they kissed over and over, lust welling up from between their legs and causing them to become erect as it enveloped them. Pushing down each other's trousers, they kissed each other on the lips and the cheeks as they unbuttoned each other's shirt and caressed each other's chest, Nick running his fingers through his uncle's thick, still deep brown chest hair as he'd done as a five-year-old child, and his uncle caressing his still smooth but now firm, muscular chest. They were vaguely aware that sometime after that first kiss and embrace and now Cory had left, and that he'd said something about going to look after Warren's son, Warren and his wife having separated shortly after the boy's birth just over five years ago and Warren having been granted custody.

With their boxers tented out, they slipped their hands inside each other's underwear, Warren cupping his fifteen-year-old nephew's smooth, compact buns and caressing them, Nick slipping his fingers about his thirty-two-year-old uncle's stiff, aching cock and squeezing it tightly just as he'd done as a five-year-old to reduce the pain, and to delight in it's awesome size and strength. Pushing each other's underwear down, they knelt there on the livingroom carpet and embraced as they pressed their naked bodies against each other, Warren's broad, hairy chest pressed against his nephew's smooth teenage one, their stiff, aching cocks trapped between their bodies and pressing against each other's stomach.

"I have lube in the bathroom," Warren said huskily, his breathing having grown heavy and his heart pounding.

"Don't bother," Nick replied as he dropped to his hands and knees and working up a mouth of spittle, drooled it over his uncle's upright organ. He ran his tongue up the thick shaft from his large, hairy balls to the mushroom-capped knob and then around the rim before drooling a fresh gob of spittle over the blood-engorged bulb. Memories of having delighted in licking his uncle's huge 'ice cream cone' as a five-year-old flashed back through his mind, and Nick's cock, now twice as long and five times fatter than when he'd been five, throbbed with desire just as it had back then. As he coated his uncle's cock with his spittle, his uncle spit on his middle finger and slowly and carefully inserted it up the boy's rectum, loosening it as he'd done ten years ago.

As Nick lay on his back, Warren slipped a sofa cushion under his hips and the boy spread his legs and smiled up at his uncle, bringing back memories for both of them. Kneeling before the boy and between his outspread legs, Warren bent over and working up a mouthful of spittle he pressed his lips against the boy's anus and blew the saliva up his rectum. The two inhaled deeply as he placed the tip of his cock against the boy's anus and as Warren pushed forward Nick pushed out with his abdominal muscles and ever so slowly Warren's spit-slick knob stretched open Nick's sphincter. Both were hot and eager and they gasped and grunted like two boars in rut as Nick's tight sphincter slowly stretched more and more until finally Warren's mushroom cap popped inside the boy's rectum.

The two paused to catch their breath and regain their control, and mostly to enjoy the pleasure of their physical union. And then Warren slowly pushed onward, slowly sinking his thick, hard cock up Nick's asshole until Nick's teenage eggs were nestled in his uncle's coarse hairs and his uncle's cock was buried up his hot, moist chamber. Again the two paused to catch their breath and to enjoy the penetration, and then Warren began to slowly pump his hips to and fro, drawing his cock back out of the boy's love hole and then sinking it back up. Ripples of pleasure pulsated out from his stretched sphincter, and pangs of arousal shot through his asshole as his uncle's knob brushed against his prostate. Warren quivered with his own pleasure ripping through his blood-engorged glans and pulsating up his swollen shaft. Greater than the physical pleasure though was the knowledge that each was providing the greatest pleasure one man can provide another, and that both were doing so willingly and eagerly.

Warren paused several times to allow his surging desire to subside to prolong that pleasure that both were feeling, and then he allowed the lust to consume him. He rammed his cock in and out of his young nephew, delighting in the rapidly building pressure in his loins and even more so in the delight sparkling in his nephew's eyes. The way Nick was gasping for breath and squirming as he worked his sphincter in time with his uncle's lunges and withdrawals there was no doubt of the pleasure he was feeling also. With a gasp and mighty sigh greater than the others, Warren looked into his nephew's eyes and with their gaze locked he thrust his aching cock deep up the boy's rectum and began to cum. His thick juice spurted out with a burning force greater than it had for many years, and though he'd been jacking off regularly he spurted as if he'd been holding back for a month. Nick's chest heaved as he felt his uncle's juice filling his rectum and he delighted in the physical sensation of the hot, thick enema and even more in the knowledge of the pleasure his uncle was feeling and the delight in his uncle's eyes.

The two of them lay like that, the man buried up the boy to the hilt, for several minutes, enjoying the flush that follows a hot piece of ass before Warren finally eased his cock out and rolled over on his back to look up at the figure of his young son looking at them in the doorway, his jaw slack and his big brown eyes wide. "Davey!"

Nick looked up from between his still outspread legs at the awed expression on his five-year-old cousin's face.

"It isn't how it looked," Warren began as he sat up, his pleasure suddenly replaced by concern for his impressionable young son.

"We weren't fighting," Nick offered, recalling his first thoughts the first time he'd seen two dogs going at it in the street.

"I know," said Davey, still standing where he was. They wondered how long he'd been standing there. "You were fucking. Cory said that's what two guys do when they love each other."

Where Cory was neither knew. There was no sign of him. Warren's anger quickly flared up. The boy had offered to look after David. Even though he wasn't obligated to, he'd made the offer, and he'd trusted him to do so. How could he have let the boy witness what they'd done?

"Do you love me?" Davey asked softly as he looked at his father.

"Of course I do!" How could he even ask such a thing? And then what the boy was really asking flashed through his mind. "Of course I do! Come here." As the boy walked over to his father, Warren opened his arms and embraced the boy, drawing his small body tightly to him and kissing him on the forehead, and on the cheeks. He held him back and looked into the boy's face, filled with wonder and uncertainty, and he hugged him again and kissed him more passionately. "I love you more than anyone in the whole world, Davey."

"More than cousin Nick?"

"I love you as my son, and I love Nick as my nephew. Both are special."

Davey glanced over at Nick, who had slipped off the sofa cushion and was sitting on his heels. "I love you too," Nick offered, meaning of course as a cousin.

Davey looked at his father and back at his cousin, and then at his father again. His gaze dropped down to his father's cock, now limp but still partially erect and glistening with Nick's ass slime and Warren's spunk. "Does it hurt?" Davey asked. "To get fucked?"

"Well, a little, at first," his father replied, glancing over at Nick.

"I guess yours is too big to fit up my bum," the boy said, continuing to stare at his father's cock. It was a statement of fact, but also a hint of hope that his father would say no, and a quaver of apprehension just how little a little pain was.

"Well, yes," his father replied, and seeing the beginning of a look of disappointment, he quickly added without thinking what he was saying in his concern not to hurt the boy's feelings, "right now anyway. You'd have to practice with something smaller up your bum first."

"Like Nick's peepee?" the boy asked, glancing over at his cousin's cock. In that the teenager had not popped a load and considering the eroticism of the conversation, his cock had barely begun to soften.

Warren snorted with surprise at the question, and in amusement, but mostly out of embarrassment, embarrassment for his teenage nephew having his cock being referred to as being small enough to fit up a five-year-old's bum, which had to be particularly humiliating for a teenager, and embarrassment talking about sex with his five-year-old son in front of his nephew. "Well, Nick's is still awful large for your little bum," he replied, more to boost his nephew's ego than to discourage his son, and he immediately saw the look of disappointment again on his son's face.

"Okay," the boy said dejectedly.

"We could do other things though," Nick suggested, remembering his own feelings of rejection when his uncle had stopped having sex with him at that age. "Sex things, that guys do, when they love each other," he stumbled, glancing over at his uncle for help, wanting to not disappoint the boy, but suddenly realizing from the look on his uncle's face what he was suggesting and that his uncle might not want to have his son doing anything.

"Yes, of course," Warren responded, quickly recovering from his initial shock and automatic dissent and picking up on Nick's suggestion. "There's lots of things, and the three of us can do them together, if you want to, and if Nick wants to." Although still uncertain, he did not want what had happened to Nick and himself to happen to his impressionable young son.

"Cool," said the boy, his big brown eyes sparkling with excitement, and his face breaking into a bright, happy grin that only five-year-old boys make.

There followed an awkward silence as Warren and Nick recalled the first sexual exploration between the two of them while at the same time questioning if what they were doing was right. Davey was, after all, only five, and they fifteen and thirty-two, and Warren his father besides. They would be breaking several taboos not to mention laws. Of course they'd also done so ten years ago. Memories of the pleasure they'd felt back then quickly pushed their doubts aside.

"First," Warren said with a reassuring smile, "we'll have to get those clothes off." He reached over and began to unbutton the boy's shirt. That would at least give him time to think how to proceed, and just what the two of them could do with Davey. As Nick bent over and unlaced the youngster's runners and pulled them off, the same thoughts came to his mind. He removed the boy's sneakers and socks, and felt a twinge of excitement as Warren pulled down his young son's fly and unbuttoned his pants. He eased them down and as Davey held onto his father's shoulders for balance as he stepped out of his pants, Warren and Nick helping him. They both felt a twitch in their groins as Warren eased his son's jockey briefs down and the boy stepped out of them and stood before them stark naked.

"Now then, you're really, really sure you want to do this?" Warren asked as the naked boy stood facing the two of them. "If you're not sure, or feel uncomfortable or anything, that's okay. Just say so. We don't have to do anything right now."

"I want to do something," the boy said, looking earnestly and seriously into his father's eyes. "Honest."

"Okay, but any time you want to stop doing what we're doing, just say, okay?" Nick asked, having the same thoughts as his uncle.

"Okay," the boy said cheerfully and obediently.

"Remember when you were little we talked about not letting other's see your pee-er because you were a big boy?" Warren asked as he reached over and picked up his young son's penis with his thumb and index fingers. That had been two years ago already, after David had been toilet trained but didn't understand that when a guy had to go he waited until he got in the bathroom to push his pants and underwear down, not on the way through the living room in front of his spinster great-aunt. Davey nodded. "Well, that's still true. What we are doing now, and going to do, is just among the three of us. What we're doing you're not to do with anybody else, understand?" Davey nodded again. His pee-er felt good when it was held, and it felt even better with his father holding it. "And you mustn't tell anyone else about this, ever. It'll be our secret, okay?" Davey nodded still again, looking at his father with wide-eyed trust. If telling others meant he'd have to share doing sex stuff with his father with them he was keeping this a big secret. He wanted his father all to himself, and, well, Nick.

As Warren fiddled with his young son's soft, silky penis, Nick reached behind and ran a fingertip up the young boy's ass crack, and then finding his little button, began to massage it with the tip of his index finger with tiny circles. Warren felt his young son's penis beginning to swell between his fingers and his own began to swell, as did Nick's as he saw the five-year-old's little dicklet swelling. Between the two of them they soon had the little boy hard.

"Does that feel okay?" his father asked as he released the boy's dickey. It stood straight up like a proud little man, the foreskin still encasing his knob.

Davey nodded. "It feels good," the boy replied honestly. "But it feels gooder when you're holding it."

Warren and Nick glanced at each other and smiled, knowing exactly what the boy meant. If only everyone was as direct and as honest as five-year-old boys. Again what had happened between the two of them ten years ago because of taboos and the uncomfortableness of talking about it now flashed through both of their minds, and both resolved young David was not going to experience such pain and sadness. Warren slowly and gently pulled back his son's long, silky foreskin, exposing his shiny, cherry-red little knob. It was not the first time he'd done that, though in the past it had been purely for hygienic reasons in the bathtub to clean it, and even that he'd stopped doing himself a year ago out of guilt and fear of the consequences if Davey ever told anyone about it.

As Warren gently ran his fingertip along the rim of the exposed knob Davey jerked and danced abruptly and uncontrollably with the delightful new pleasure. He quickly assured his father that it wasn't hurting and that on the contrary, it felt "tickley." Nick spat on the tip of his index finger and ever so slowly inserted the tip up the young boy's asshole to the end of his fingernail, also causing the boy to squirm with the never before felt pleasure and to giggle at what his cousin had done and to assure him it felt good too, though the boy was concerned about getting poop on his cousin's finger.

Their foreplay continued, the father ever so slowly drawing his son's silky foreskin back up over his knob and then pulling it all the way back again, and the teenage cousin gently inserting his index finger up to the middle joint and then withdrawing it, teaching the boy to constrict and then relax his sphincter in time with his penetrations and withdrawals. The boy's eyes widened even further in surprise as his father held his fully erect pee-er at the base and bending over, swirled his tongue around the little, slender two-inch [5cm] boner, sending strange new thrills through the blood-engorged flesh. Meanwhile his cousin continued to work his index finger in and out of his ass but embedding it now up to the last knuckle.

Of course his uncle and cousin were also fully erect, and after a moment, they reached out and taking Davey's hands, guided them to their stiff, aching pricks, having gotten the same idea at the same time. Wrapping his fingers about their swollen organs, they guided them up and down their cocks a few times and upon releasing their hold he continued to stroke them. The feeling of the young boy's little hot fists squeezing and stroking their swollen, aching flesh was so much hotter than the feeling using their own hands or being jerked off by someone else. That the youngster was jacking off someone else for the first time in his life made it even hotter.

Spitting on his index and middle fingers, Nick pressed them tightly together and wedging the tips in the boy's hot little asshole he had Davey slowly back down on them, allowing the boy to gage the speed at which he was penetrated by the two fingers, and the depth. His entire little dicklet burning with the pleasure of his first prolonged, manually created erection, the five-year-old boy eagerly backed down on his cousin's two digits, delighting in the strange feeling of the thicker double-digit penetration not unlike the pleasure he felt pooping. Nick's spittle and earlier stimulation of the boy's sphincter made the penetration of two fingers painless and soon the boy had impaled himself on the two digits as far as they could reach. Nick waited a minute for the boy to enjoy the penetration and get use to it, and then he slowly began to ease his two digits in and out of the boy's hot, moist rectum. Davey immediately constricted and relaxed his sphincter in time with Nick's thrusts and withdrawals as he'd been taught.

Wondering if he dare try to penetrate the boy with his penis, Nick glanced at his uncle and his uncle smiled and nodded, evidently having had the same thought. With Nick kneeling on one of the sofa cushions, the crotch of the slender fifteen-year-old boy, now five foot nine [1.75m] and a hundred and twenty pounds [54kg], came up to his five-year-old cousin's backside, the forty-pound [18kg] youngster standing at three foot seven [1.10m]. Warren shuffled over beside the two on his knees and working up a mouthful of spittle, he squatted down and amply coated his nephew's stiff, protruding teenage cock. Working up a second mouthful, he pressed his lips against his son's anus and filled his son's lower rectum with the natural lube. Grasping the young boy's slender hips, Nick again told him to push out like he was pooping just like he'd done when Nick had stuck his fingers up his asshole, and both Nick and Warren reminded the boy to tell them if it started hurting and again assured him that it would be okay to stop and that there would be other opportunities.

And so with the youngster standing there with his little legs spread out as far as he could and with his cousin grasping his slender hips as his father watched the expression on his face for the first sign he was feeling pain, Nick slowly pushed his hips forward. His spit-slick knob slowly began to stretch the boy's sphincter, at first no more so than his two fingers had at their maximum, and as he felt his cockhead slowly spreading open the virgin muscle he felt the boy pushing out with his abdominal muscles as he'd been told. The two inhaled and exhaled deeply as Nick slowly pressed on and as the boy strained to dilate his sphincter. His large, square front teeth bit into his lower lip and his large, brown eyes narrowed as the boy concentrated and strained. His breathing came in quick gasps and his face contorted. The youngster was in pain and you could clearly see the desperation in his eyes but you could also see the eagerness and desire and the hope, all of which kept his father from calling a stop.

Then with a loud gasp, Nick stopped, and announced that his knob was in and the teenage boy knelt there, his forehead and back beaded with sweat, his smooth, slender chest rapidly rising and falling, and his smooth-cheeked, flushed face beaming with his success and the pleasure pulsating between his legs. Ensuring that Davey was okay and again emphasizing he tell them the moment he felt pain, Nick and Warren proceeded, and ever so slowly the fifteen-year-old boy sank his aching, rock-hard bone up his young cousin's backside until his curly hairs were tickling the youngster's tender pink bottom. The uncertainty and strain on the five-year-old boy's face had an undertone of a look of pride and achievement and yes, even pleasure, and when he was told that Nick was in 'all the way' the youngster broke out in wide, unabashed, toothy grin.

Nick ever so slowly began to withdraw, and then reminding the boy to relax and push out, he ever so slowly sank his cock back in. He worked extremely slowly and cautiously, not wanting to hurt the boy for one, and fighting back the immense arousal that was threatening to erupt from the depths of his groin any moment for another. He was fucking ass for the first time, and it was a five-year-old boy he was fucking. He could not believe the intense pleasure, and it was more than the tightness of the youngster's anus and the heat and moistness of his asshole. He was introducing the youngster to the world of sex, just as he'd been introduced, and from the boy's heavy breathing, and from the constriction and relaxation of his sphincter as he began to work in unison with his older cousin, the boy was clearly experiencing as much pleasure as he'd had his first time. Even hotter was the fact that he was taking the boy's virginity in front of his father, in front of the man who had taken his virginity ten years ago when he was five himself.

Seeing the look of pleasure on his young son's flushed face, Warren knelt down in front of him, and bending over, he slipped his lips over the boy's still erect, protruding cocklet. He sucked on the slender little prick gently, and ever so slowly tightened his lips about the throbbing flesh and pushed back the boy's silky foreskin until he'd exposed the boy's tender cherry-red knob. He ran his tongue over his young son's exposed glans, causing the boy to jerk uncontrollably with the unbelievable pleasure shooting through his swollen, tender young flesh. Gently sucking on the little pricklet, Warren gently drew the boy's foreskin back over his knob with his lips, and then repeated the process. At the same time Nick picked up his pace, working his slender, five-and-a-half inch [14cm] teenage cock in and out of his young cousin's tender ass, the boy now constricting his sphincter as he withdrew and relaxing it as he sank back in. Their breathing became even louder and more laboured, with exertion, arousal and pleasure.

His thin chest rising and falling, Nick closed his eyes and concentrated on the pleasure not just pulsating through his blood-filled teenage cock, but the mental pleasure of bringing another that immense pleasure only a guy can feel, and especially the unique pleasure of bringing that unique ecstasy to a young boy of five for the first time in his young life. There was no comparison between how he was feeling and any sex he'd had previously, and he knew that he'd be visiting his uncle frequently, not just to have his ass fucked, but to fuck his young cousin's ass besides. And he knew no female would ever satisfy him like young Davey was satisfying him. At that moment he knew he was gay and glad that he was, and at that moment he knew that Davey would be the first of many preschoolers that he would introduce to this pleasure.

Warren knew also that there would be many more visits by his young nephew now that his young son's sexual education had begun, and he knew that despite what others might think and despite the taboos of religion and politics, that what they were experiencing at that moment was something beautiful and loving. That despite being twice as old as his nephew that they'd both enjoyed what they'd just done with Davey immensely, and that they'd both had similar ideas without any conversation between them only proved that what they'd done was natural. Warren closed his eyes with pleasure as he sucked on his young son's silky pee-er, and he knew that the two of them would no longer be sleeping in separate beds, and that the love between them could only grow stronger.

As for Davey, with his daddy sucking on his pee-er and sending ripples of pleasure through the swollen, aching flesh, and with his teenage cousin pumping his big pee-er in and out of his bum and sending ripples of pleasure through it, he knew he was loved, and he knew he was fortunate the strange boy with the strange metal headband had explained fucking to him and had let him watch his father and cousin. His body trembled with a pleasure like he'd never felt before and he inhaled and exhaled deeply as he felt his cousin grasp his hips even more tightly, and then suddenly something hot and wet flooded up his rectum while at the same time his legs jerked and went weak as a never before felt pleasure spasmed through his swollen little cocklet and his daddy sucked desperately on the throbbing flesh. Watching the three of them out of sight, Cory smiled as he inhaled deeply and shot off a hot, thick load of teenage cum into the palm of his left hand, his throbbing, spurting cock firmly grasped in his right. The real beauty of the pleasure he saw on the faces of father, nephew and son and that he felt flooding over him through his headband was that it was totally spontaneous and natural and had not required the use of his headband or mind once he'd helped the three of them get started.

Nick slowly became aware of the barking of a dog, his mind having become lost in the fond and erotic memories, and he slowly became aware that he was gasping and panting as if he'd just run ten laps around the track. Glancing around, it took a moment to figure out how he'd suddenly gone from his uncle's living room to the poolside at Cory's mansion. The barking of a dog was not of a dog, but of Molly Vickers, there on all fours before all of them, wagging her backside and barking like an eager bitch. And kneeling behind the bitch and about to penetrate her rimmed, primed asshole was Jerome Eisenstein.

Ben Hanson smiled at the sight. It had been he, at the party at Callie Dean's whorehouse just over a year ago, who had first made Molly bark and act the bitch that she was, something he'd made her do many times since when he availed himself of her services as Cory had promised she and Trang would provide, and something others who'd been at the party had copied in amusement and in retribution for all the times she'd embarrassed and humiliated them. Until then the short, pudgy, painfully shy boy had largely gone unnoticed by his classmates but since then, thanks to the party, and thanks to Cory Wilson, guys began talking about him and what he'd done and coming up to him and slapping him on the back and joking with him like a regular guy, and thanks to Cory, he was getting all the sex he wanted from Molly and Trang.

That, over the past half year had dropped off considerably. At first it had been sweet revenge making the two girls put out for him after all the teasing and all the humiliation that they'd caused him, what with Molly having falsely accused him of making passes at her and getting her boyfriend at the time, Nick Dawson, to push him around, and Trang leading him on that she liked him and then publically rejecting and humiliating him. In time though, it grew dull, especially once other guys realized Cory had meant it when he'd said the two girls would put out for any of them and they'd begun taking advantage of their services too. Mostly though, it was because he'd found another much more satisfying sexual partner.

That too had been Cory Wilson's doing, though he could not prove it and Cory had never confessed to it, and just how he could have arranged it was a mystery. The coincidences were there however. It had begun one day when he and Cory had been working on a history report, and typical Cory had gotten the topic around to sex, wondering how the women satisfied themselves while their husbands were off to war. Somehow from there they'd gotten on to talking about their teachers and trying to imagine each of them having sex, and finally his favourite teacher, Mrs Pakorny, whom Cory had said was a widow and had to be super horny having once had regular sex and now having none. She was an ample woman in all ways, especially in the bust way, Ben's favourite part of the female anatomy, and they tried to imagine what she'd look like naked.

Of course for the rest of the week he could not get those ideas out of his head each time he looked at her, and of course each time he ended up sitting in his desk with a boner. On the third day she brought to school some history books on the paper he and Cory were working on and asked them to stay after school to look at them, but Cory had something else planned. So it had been just the two of them, and one little thing lead to another, him accidentally brushing his knee against her leg, which considering her size and that he was pudgy himself was not a surprise, and then her brushing her leg against his, and then the back of his hand brushing her huge bosom, and her placing her hand on his backside, the conversation straying from the books she'd brought to who his classroom friends were and her life as a widow and their mutual weight challenge. The next thing he knew he was unbuttoning her dress and removing her bra and she was pushing down his pants and his underwear and he was playing with her humongous boobs, caressing them, rubbing them, kissing them, sucking them, rubbing his penis between them and coming all over them, right there in the classroom, her sitting in her chair, him standing there between her legs.

He'd been introduced to sex with older women by Cory's mother so doing it with his teacher had not been a big surprise. What was a surprise, was how awesome it had been. She really liked having her boobs played with, and he liked playing with them, so it was only natural they met again, and then a third time, and that boob play became the focus of their foreplay when they met, which over time became weekly and then twice a week and was now three times a week, at school, at her home, and any secluded spot they could find in weekend trips into the mountain and desert recreational areas.

His thoughts had given him an aching erection and as Wilbur Thornton penetrated Trang and began riding her ass, Trang having assumed the same position as Molly, he wondered if he should approach her or Molly and have one of them suck him off.

"Hot, isn't it?" Nick asked. Nick was sitting beside Ben and had noticed Ben watching the two girls with a vacant, smug look of satisfaction. Being naked, his condition was also evident, though Ben was still underdeveloped compared to other boys his age. Fourteen and a half now, he had put on another twenty pounds [9kg] this past year, but had grown only another half an inch [1½cm] in height, and despite his mop of brown hair to his embarrassment he still had smooth, hairless pubes and though his cock had grown another inch, it was only noticeable when he was erect, and then it was only three and a half inches [9cm]. He felt especially conspicuous sitting beside Nick Dawson who had spurted another inch in height but was still lean and mean, and who had over five and a half inches [14cm] hard, which his cock presently was.

"Yeah, real hot," Ben replied with a smile, "and the two of them deserve everything they're getting."

He knew how embarrassed and humiliated Nick had felt having his girlfriend revealed as a lesbian and having her telling about him jerking off, and he assumed the fifteen-year-old boy's arousal was because of the satisfaction of seeing Molly getting humiliated and getting her ass fucked. Similarly Nick had assumed Ben's blank stare had been because he'd been recalling all the times he'd been teased by Molly all these years, and his condition was because of seeing her getting her ass fucked. Glancing over at Dominic and Kenneth openly kissing and caressing each other, and knowing how embarrassing that had to be for Dominic's sister Nicole, Ben and Nick glanced back at each other, both with the same thought, and as they realized the other was thinking the exact same thing a smile curled their lips. Getting up and moving to the centre of the room to join Molly and Jerome, Trang and Wilbur, and Dominic and Kenny, they wrapped their arms around each other and began to caress each other's butt. As they had suspected, Molly was devastated to see her former boyfriend and the boy she'd teased for years beginning to make out with each other in front of her. She knew that they were doing it on purpose just to embarrass her. Even worse, as they kissed and she saw their cocks jerking in the air with arousal, she knew that they were turning each other on and were going to thoroughly enjoy it, unlike the disgusting act she was unwillingly engaged in with Jerome.

Although Ben was one hundred percent heterosexual and preferred mature women with big boobs, he was no stranger to homosexual acts, having out of adoration and gratitude blown Cory Wilson and having willingly bent over and given him his ass, and he found sex with boys his age quite satisfying. Nick of course was gay and comfortable with his orientation, and though he preferred young primary school and preschool age boys, he found sex with boys closer to his age satisfying also. Now the two of them caressed each other and kissed each other on the lips passionately, the handsome, lean jock with the rapier wit who could have any girl he wanted and the painfully shy, short, pudgy grade niner with the soft brown eyes and gentle smile. They were an unlikely couple, but from their raging hardons and the look in their eyes, you could see that they were randy and comfortable getting it on with each other, and in front of others.

It was that comfort and that self-confidence that grated on Molly the most, seeing the boy that she'd used and the boy she'd loved to abuse openly and willingly making out with each other. Seething with embarrassment and humiliation, she stared down at the floor as Jerome Eisenstein rammed his cock in and out of her asshole, grunting with lust and satisfaction, using and humiliating her just as she'd used and humiliated Nick and Ben and so many others over the years. Meanwhile in front of them, Ben Hanson lay on his back and spread his legs and Nick Dawson knelt between them and balanced himself on his elbows and knees. Grunting and snorting, the two united and Nick began to pump his hips to and fro, driving his swollen, aching cock in and out of Ben's hot, moist rectum as Ben constricted and relaxed his sphincter, the two of them working together and enjoying the throbbing pleasure between their legs and even more so enjoying being the source of that pleasure for the other person. Meanwhile Jerome rammed his cock in and out of Molly's ass and she knelt there, finding no pleasure at all in their sex and knowing he did not care.

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