MIKE'S NEW DAD

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Mike and his friend, Jimmy, both thought that they were in big, big trouble.� It was afterschool when the two ten-year-olds were secreted away in the storage shed behind Mike's house.� Mike's step-dad wasn't due home from work for several hours. Mike's mom, she was inside, sick in bed and unlikely to go outside.� The two boys, best friends for years, thought they had a safe window of opportunity for some naughty play.� So, it was quite the surprise and shock for the two boys when Mike's step-dad suddenly opened the shed door and found the two totally naked, with Mike on his knees sucking Jimmy's little dick.

For what seemed like forever to the boys, Mike's step-dad, Bob, stood silent in the open doorway.� The two boys waited, terrified at what was to come. �Then, without saying a word, Bob closed the shed door, leaving the boys to wonder when their world would suddenly come to end, as it surely must.

With the adult gone, Jimmy quickly dressed and ran home.� He knew what his own dad might do and there was no way was he going to wait around for Mike's step-dad to return and face the man's wrath if he could avoid it; Mike would have to face him alone.� Of course once he got home, he knew that his parents would be soon informed of their dirty deed.� Then it would be lights out for him too.

Abandoned to his fate by his best buddy, Mike dressed too, but he didn't leave the shed, preferring instead to remain out of sight for a long as possible.� Sick to his stomach with fear, Mike sobbed and waited for his step-dad to return.� And when he did, the boy expected a beating like his own deceased dad used to give him.

Bob had come home early because his sick wife needed a new, stronger pain medication.� They hadn't been married for very long before she became ill, very ill.� It was hard to take, watching her in agony and wasting away before his eyes.� It wouldn't be long now, he knew.� He helped her take the stronger, more potent narcotic and then left her in peace.�

Having a little free time on his hands, he decided to fix that leaky faucet in the bathroom and so he went searching for his tools.� Now he was back in the bathroom, the faucet was still leaking and so was his hard cock.� Whipping his pecker out, he stroked off as his mind's eye replayed the lurid scene he had just witnessed, of Mike, naked and blowing his equally naked friend. It didn't take him long to blow his load onto the bathroom floor.�

Holding his now deflating pecker, Bob gradually caught his breath. 'Now what do you do?' he asked himself silently.�

An hour later, when the door to the shed opened, Mike knew who was casting the looming shadow at the door.� Fearing the worst, his asshole puckered.� He didn't look up.

"Mike, diner's ready," he heard Bob say softly and calmly.�

The shadow disappeared.� Mike looked up, and Bob was gone.

The frightened boy was somewhat relieved, but not entirely. 'I'm going to get it inside, where no one can see him,' the boy reasoned.� Fearing the punishment that surely awaited him, he just wanted to stay where he was.� Bob had always treated him well and had never whipped him like his own father had done when he was alive.� Still, Bob had little patience with him about certain things, things like not doing what he was told to do the first time.� Staying would only make it worse, perhaps much worse.� Reluctantly and with great trepidation, the boy slinked into the house and sat at his place at the table where his diner was waiting for him.

Bob sat and began to eat.� Noticing that Mike was just dabbling rather than eating, he told the obviously concerned boy, "Go on and eat, Mike.� You're not in any trouble with me.� Just be sure that Jimmy's mom or dad don't ever catch you two playing like that." That was it.� That's all Mike step-dad said about the incident like it was no big deal. Could he actually be so lucky?�

As the hours wore on it became obvious to Mike that Bob really wasn't upset with him.� He wasn't going to take a belt to him or ground him for a month.� Indeed, Bob wasn't going to punish him in anyway. �It was as if he had never caught him sucking another kid's dick.� Could it be that his step-dad actually considered what the boys were doing as "playing"?

Mike began to take a different view of his step-dad.� Bob had always been nice to him, but Bob also ruled with a firm hand, and when necessary, he would spank the boy with either an open hand or if it was really serious, spank him with a belt on the back of his bare legs.� As unpleasant as those episodes were, they were nothing like what his own dad used to do for even the slightest offense.� Now he regarded Bob not just as a parent, but maybe even as a friend.� Bob was actually pretty cool.

Jimmy's mother couldn't figure out what was bothering her little boy.� As he was reluctant to talk about it, she left it alone.� Naturally she confided her concerns with her husband who dismissed the whole thing as most likely due to some sort of disagreement between Jimmy and Mike.� "They'll be best of friends again tomorrow," he reassured his wife. "Just leave it be and let them work out their problems."

Next day, Jimmy asked Mike about what had happened after he left and asked if Bob was going to call his parents.� "Nothing happened," Mike explained.� "Bob wasn't mad at all.� It was like... no big deal.� You know what I mean? I really don't think he's going to tell your parents anything."� For Jimmy, that latter news brought with it a great deal of relief.

Despite the good outcome, the boys were a bit spooked about being caught, but not spooked enough to alter their behavior.� They didn't necessarily want to test Bob and flaunt their naughty games, but they also soon considered the shed to be once again a safe place to play. After all, with Mike's mother practically bed ridden and with his step-dad's acceptance, why not?�

In the coming weeks, Mike's mother's condition didn't get any worse, nor did it improve.� She mainly stayed in her room with the blinds drawn and rarely ventured outside the house, except to see her doctors.�

Despite the lack of any consequences, great or small, of being caught sucking his friend's dick, things did change in the household routine, changes that caught Mike's attention.� There was only a single bathroom in Bob's small two bedroom home that they lived in.� Before the "discovery", Bob was very careful and circumspect about what Mike saw.� He always closed the bathroom door and at night, he wore boxer shorts when sleeping on the sofa.� After the "discovery", Bob never closed the bathroom door when using the toilet or showering, and once he was ready to sleep, he slept nude, even on the sofa and in plain sight.� Bob didn't walk about the house naked per se, but Mike saw him naked quite a few times.� Indeed, Mike began to mimic his step-father's choice of total undress when sleeping.� Whatever his mom thought of the casual bedtime nudity, she kept her opinions to herself and disappeared into her bedroom.� They never really spoke about it, but it was obvious to the boy that Bob didn't care if he slept naked or dressed.

One Saturday, Jimmy came to spend the night.� Bob had told Mike that they should both keep their clothes on when Mike had a friend over and that included Jimmy.� Everything seemed to be going smoothly.� The boys played outside until well after dark, watched a wrestling show and then retired to Mike's bedroom to play.� It pleased Bob that the boys were quiet, as Mike's mom really didn't need the stress of two wild boys in the house, even if she was knocked out for the night.�

Bob drank a few beers and watched a baseball game on TV for while.� When he got up to go take a leak, he noticed Mike's bedroom door was closed.� He tried the door and found it locked.� Suspecting some hanky panky, Bob retrieved a small screwdriver and picked the lock.� He wasn't surprised to see that the two boys were nude, and his suspicions were confirmed by the way Jimmy's little cock gleamed with wetness.

"Boys, I didn't see any of this," Bob announced with a shake of his head and then he closed the door. Jimmy couldn't believe it.� What Mike had told him about Bob's acceptance was true.

"See, I told you he wouldn't care," Mike said smugly.� "Now, my turn," he declared with a wag of his little pecker.� With the coast clear, Jimmy knelt and slurped Mike's smooth little prick between his lips.

A few weeks later, a friend of Bob's came to stay for a few days during a business trip.� Jerry was the same age as Bob, indeed they had gone to school together and had been close friends since they were Mike's age.� Jerry had stayed overnight several times over the past two years, sleeping on the sofa.

"Jerry's going to be staying with us for a few days," Bob explained to Mike.� "Normally he sleeps on the sofa, but with your mother feeling as poorly as she does, that's where I'm sleeping tonight.� So, Jerry's going to sleep with you, Mike.� That's okay with you, isn't it?"

Mike had always liked Jerry, as Jerry joked around with him as much as he joked around with Bob.� "Sure, I guess," Mike replied.�

"Good, then it's settled.� There's no secrets here between us, Mike, but it's best if you don't tell anyone that Jerry is sharing your bed.� Understand?� That includes Jimmy."

"Yes, sir."� Mike didn't know why he shouldn't tell anyone, but he knew that it didn't matter why, it was just part of the rules, Bob's rules, and Bob's rules were the law.

As it grew late, Bob sent Mike off to bed while the two old friends sat up and talked for while longer.� Mike wasn't sure how or if he should dress for bed, but decided he probably should just sleep in his underwear like he used to do.� Lying in bed, Mike played quietly with his Gameboy.�

An hour or so later, he put his Gameboy away and turned out the light.� A few minutes later, his bedroom door opened and Jerry stepped inside. Mike said nothing, but watched as Jerry undressed in the dim light of the street light filtering through the blinds. It sort of surprised the boy that Jerry stripped nude, but it didn't alarm him. Jerry crawled into the double bed with the boy.�

"You don't snore, do you?" Mike asked.

"You still awake, Mike?" Jerry asked in a whisper.� "I didn't wake you up, did I?"

"No."

"Good.� And no, I don't snore that I know of."

"Bob snores really loud," Mike explained.� "I can hear him sometimes in the other room."

"Well, if I do snore and if it bothers you, just poke me and I'll stop. Okay?"

"Okay."

Jerry adjusted himself in bed and Mike felt his hand brush against him.� "You're wearing underwear?" Jerry asked.� "Bob said everyone, except your poor mom, sleeps naked around here now.� Uh, do you want me to put my underwear back on?"

"No, that's okay."

"Bob tells me that you and friend from across the street like to mess around.� Bob and I used to mess around together when we were kids too."

"You did?" Mike asked in surprise.

"Yeah.� Say, can I ask you something?"

"I guess."

"Do you want to take your underwear off?"� Mike didn't say anything, but Jerry felt the boy lift his hips and slide his underwear off.� "That's better, huh?"

"Yeah," the boy replied.

"Can I ask you something else?"

"Sure."

"Have you ever messed around with an adult?"

"Uh, no," the ten year old replied.

"I've never messed around with a kid, either, except when I was your age."� There was a long silence.

"You want to mess around with me?" Mike's bedp[afrtner gor the night asked. " It's okay if you don't, but if you do, I wouldn't mind and I don't think Bob would mind either... So, if you want, you can touch my dick."

Mike remain motionless for several moments, then Jerry felt the boy's small fingers slip over his hips and wrap around his flaccid cock.� Soon it began to swell as the small cool fingers explored.

"Gosh, it's really big!" Mike declared.

"You like it?� You can play with it all you want, Mike. Feel my balls too."�

For the next few minutes Jerry passively allowed to the boy to explore amd molest him.

"Bob tells me that you and your buddy suck each other's dicks.� Do you like sucking dicks?�� If you do, you can suck my dick too. I'd like that very much if you did."� To Jerry's delight, the boy scooted down under the covers and still holding Jerry's erect prick, slid his lips over the glans.

'This is just as easy as Bob said it would be,' Jerry thought as he enjoyed the boy mouthing his glans.� "Oh, yes!" Jerry whispered.� "That feels good, Mike.� Real good," he praised. "Suck my fuckin' dick, boy."

Mike felt his step-dad's friend's hand on the back of his head.� The pressure increased, forcing the boy to take more of the large adult organ into his mouth.� Then Jerry began humping, fucking Mike's mouth, the cock steadily moving in and out between the 10 year old boy's lips.� He wasn't rough with the boy, just demanding, muttering obscene encouragement while he continued to fuck the boy's mouth until he felt his orgasm rising deep from his heavy balls.

Jerry stopped thrusting for a moment.� "I'm going to cum in your mouth, Mike," he warned and resumed his thrusting.�

Mike hadn't a clue what the man was saying, not that he was paying all that much attention as Jerry had been mumbling for some minutes now.� Then it happened.� The large cock throbbed between his lips and against his tongue.� Something shot into his mouth. Jerry's big dick throbbed again and more stuff shot into his mouth.� The only thing the boy knew of that came out of a dick was piss.� The alarm bells rang, but it was too late as more and more slippery nut juice was ejaculated.

Jerry felt the boy struggling to pull away from his spouting prick, but Jerry's only concern at the moment was the delicious feeling radiating from his groin, suffusing his entire body with forbidden pleasure. He held the boy to his prick until the pulsations faded and his cock began to whither.�

His head finally released, Mike pulled away.� He would have spit it all out, but he'd already swallowed it all, or at least most of it.� "You peed in my mouth!" he protested in a loud whisper.

Jerry chuckled, "That wasn't piss, my fine little friend, that was cum.� It's made in a man's balls.� That what balls are for, to make cum.� Once you get a little older, your balls will start making cum too."

"You peed in my mouth!"

"Shhhh! That wasn't pee.� Surely you've tasted your own piss.� You've probably let your friend pee in your mouth."� That was true, they had tried it, but neither liked it very much, so they never did it very often. "Now tell me, did that taste like pee or did it taste like something else?"

"Well, something else," Mike sheepishly admitted.

"It didn't taste bad, now did it?"

"It didn't taste all that good either."

"You'll get used to the taste, Mike.� When you blow a man and he cums in your mouth, you should swallow it.� Swallow it and enjoy it.� It's only polite.� Besides, it's full of vitamins, minerals and protein.� You know, I've heard stories about men shipwrecked on a desert island who survived for years eating only the cum from their buddy."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really," Jerry replied, amused at the boy's gullibility.� "Now it's my turn to suck your dick.� That is if you want me to suck your dick."

"Yeah!� I want you to."

"I thought you would."

Jerry rearranged himself and Mike on the bed and went down on the young boy, at times taking both his dick and his nut sack at one time, something his friend Jimmy never did.� Jerry also did something else Jimmy didn't do. He fingered and toyed with his anus.� Jimmy and he had played with each other anus often, just not when they were sucking dick.��

Mike wasn't sure what sensation to concentrate on, the dick and ball sucking or the finger tip that had wormed it's way up his asshole.� Both felt really good and really dirty. But suddenly Jerry stopped, got off the bed and went to his overnight bag.� He dug around for a moment and then returned with a small bottle in his hand.�

"Lie face down, Mike and spread your legs." the man told the boy.

Flipping over, Mike felt the bed sink as Jerry climbed back in bed.� Moments later he felt Jerry's hand gliding over the silky smooth globes of his bare buttocks. After a minute or so, the butt rubbing stopped and he felt fingers prying apart his buttocks.� Then he felt something cold and wet on his anus, followed by the feel of the tip of Jerry's middle finger pressing at the opening.� After teasing and just toying with the kid's anus for a minute or so, the finger pushed past the boy's anal ring and sank in deep, causing Mike to groan.� It was uncomfortable having a big finger that far up his ass.

It was soon withdrawn, but only momentarily before sliding even deeper into his bowels.� In, out, in, out, the intruding finger fucked his ass, the boy grunting with each deep penetration.� Soon it didn't feel all that uncomfortable, but the boy still grunted, only more softly.

"You like that, Mike?" Jerry asked the boy.

Mike, unable to speak, nodded his head.

"I bet you're just the kind of boy who'd like a big dick up his ass too.� You ever been fucked in the ass, boy?"� Mike shook his head no. "You will be, boy, you will be.� And you know when?"

Again Mike shook his head no.� "Sooner rather than later, but not tonight.� I don't want to hurt you.

"I'll be up front with you, kid.� I want to fuck your sweet ass and I will fuck your ass.� You'll like it too, just wait and see."� Jerry pulled his finger from the boy's violated anus.�

"Phew woo!" Jerry exclaimed with a laugh.� "I'd better go wash the shit off my finger.� Be right back."

Mike watched as Jerry walked nude out of his room and into the hallway without closing the bedroom door behind him.� Mike then saw the hallway light up with the light from the bathroom and heard the lavatory water running.� There was an ill defined shadow and then he heard voices.� It had to be Jerry and Bob talking in the bathroom, but he couldn't make out what was being said.� Presently, Jerry returned to Mike's bed, again leaving the bedroom open.�

Jerry turned on the small bedside lamp, bathing the bedroom in a soft light and lay back on top of the bed covers. "Suck my dick again, Mike," Jerry urged.�

"What about the door?"the boy asked.

"What about the door," Jerry answered.� "It's just you, me and Bob here.� Your mom is knocked out cold."

"But Bob..."

"Don't worry about Bob. He knows what you're going to do, and he's okay with that.� So, just worry about sucking my dick again."�

Casting a wary eye towards the open door, Mike moved between Jerry's legs and above his flaccid cock.� He kissed and mouthed the soft cock head.� As the adult organ began to engorge with blood he sucked it between his lips and into his mouth.� With a mouthful of Jerry's cock, Mike cast a sideways glance at the open door. Bob was standing naked in the door watching just a few feet away.

Mike hesitated, unsure what Bob's reaction was going to be.� Stroking his dick, Bob nodded his head to his step son, giving his blessing to what the boy was doing.� Mike, reasonably certain that all was okay, began to suck Bob's friend in earnest.

Mike sucked and sucked while Jerry encouraged the boy to use his tongue along his cock tube and just under the crown of his cock, as well as swirling it around the broad head of his cut dick. Eager to please, Mike did his best.� Jerry switched from a passive role to humping his hips to sliding his cock between the boy's lips. Soon the pressure began to build as cum rose from his nuts like lava moving up from a magma chamber.

"I'm gonna cum, Mike," the man whispered. "Keep sucking, boy.� I'm gonna blow.� I'm gonna... Uugh! Uggh! Uggh!"

Once again Mike felt the pulsation of Jerry's cock tube and then felt and tasted the thick semen as it squirted forth and into his mouth for the second time.� Mindful of what Jerry had said of the thick, slimy nut juice that was once again filling his mouth, Mike swallowed what Jerry had generously delivered.

When Jerry's cock finally stopped spouting and softened in the sucking boy's mouth, the young blow-boy reflected how much more fun and interesting it was to suck a man as compared to sucking his friend, Jimmy.� Jerry's cock and balls were bigger to be sure, but it was more than that; the mature genitals seemed to have more texture to them, as well as a distinct odor.� And Jimmy's little dick didn't pulse like Jerry's, nor did it shoot anything into his mouth, unless they were being really nasty and pissing on each other. He didn't particularly like the taste of pee, but the thick nut juice wasn't all that bad tasting.

"Good boy," Jerry praised as he caught his breath.� "I like the way you suck dick, kid," he commended while stroking the boy's short cropped hair.

"Now, look over there.� See your step-dad?� He's been watching you suck my cock and wishing that it was his cock you were sucking. But he doesn't think it would be right to force himself upon you, nor even suggest to you that you should suck his dick for him. So be a good boy, go over there and show him what you can do for him."

�Mike slid out his bed and padded over to Bob who stopped stroking his hard cock.� Mike knelt down before him and took the big organ in his hands.� It was bigger than Jerry's, longer and thicker, so thick that his fingers couldn't quite close around the vein-crossed stalk. Mike looked up at his step-dad and smiled, seeking approval, but Bob just stared down at him with an expressionless mask over his face. Mike straightened up a little and placed his lips over the big spongy head.� He glanced up again and this time he saw Bob smiling down at him.

"Oh, fuck," Bob moaned as his step-son's lips surrounded the pre-cum dripping glans of his hard cock.�

The boy molded his lips around the slippery knob, savoring the salty taste.� Then he moved his head in a circular motion, sliding his lips around and around the naturally lubricated head of the big cock while flicking at it with the tip of his tongue.� Mike felt Bob's big hands surround his head and expected him to shove his prick deep into his mouth like Jerry had done.� But instead, Bob just gently held the boy's head and softly caressed it as the boy eagerly fellated him.

Bob left it up to the boy when he would take more of his cock in his mouth.� He didn't have long to wait before the boy's lips slipped past the cock crown, taking the entire head into his mouth until Mike's young tongue could flicker across the sensitive frenum just under the rim of the adult cock.� Bob moaned again, this time as his legs began quaking as each flick across the thin sensitive flap of skin sent a jolt through his cock and up his spine.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck," Bob moaned over and over as he immersed himself the lewd sensations of the blowjob he'd thought about and fantasized about over the weeks since he discovered the two boys in the shed. At first he felt guilty about his desires and had almost overcome, but then he caught the boys blowing each other in Mike's bedroom.� That inflamed his libido even further.� It was all he could do not to invite himself to their blow party.

He was reasonably certain Mike would be open to his advances, but he just couldn't bring himself to make that move.� The boy would have to initiate it, and now that he had, even if it was with Jerry's help, Bob would henceforth have a clear conscious for taking and keeping the boy for sex.

As he approached the point of no return, Bob just let it flow, crying out with pleasure as his cock erupted, sending a large wads of spunk into the sucking boy's maw.� The orgasm was so intense that his legs nearly buckled as his prostate violently contracted in a series of spasms that unloaded his heavy hairy� balls.

Mike swallowed as much and as fast as he could, but the flow was too great and some cum leaked from the corners of his mouth.� Even after the dick stopped spewing its offerings, the boy sucked and sucked on the softening prick until Bob pushed the boy away, his cock head too sensitive to allow the cock sucking to continue.

Mike rocked back on his heels and gazed upwards at Bob's face, seeking an expression of approval from him, but Bob looked to be suffering.� He felt a hand on his bare shoulder and then heard Jerry whisper into his ear, "I think Bob enjoyed that very much.� Let's give him a minute or so to recover."

Gripping Mike's upper arm, Jerry pulled Mike to his feet and took him back to the bed where he was positioned with his butt hiked in the air.� A probing finger soon drove deep into his now vulnerable ass.

By the time Jerry had worked two fingers up the kid's butt, Bob had recovered and now stood by the bed, watching as his old friend finger fucked his step son's ass.� Turning to Bob, Jerry instructed, "Go look in my duffle bag and get the blue butt plug."�

Bob rifled through Jerry's bag and selected the blue sex toy as Jerry had directed.� Handing the tapered rubber plug to Jerry, Bob now watched intently as Jerry pushed the plug into the kid's elastically yielding ass.� The boy moaned as his ass was stretched even wider until the tapered toy popped into place, securely held by his rubbery sphincter muscle.

"There," declared Jerry to the boy. "How's that feel?"

Mike rolled to the side.� "It feels funny," the boy replied.

"It's not hurting you, is it?"

"No, it just feels funny."

"Good.� Now you just leave it alone and leave it there."

"How long?" Mike asked.

Jerry glanced at Bob and the turned back to Mike.� "I think we'd better leave it there until morning. Meanwhile, you have two dicks to suck again my little friend."

"Bob, after you," Jerry offered.

Bob leaned over his step son's head and presented his dick to the boy who didn't hesitate to take the offered semi-erect organ between his lips.� Meanwhile, Jerry bent forward and took the boy's little cock into his mouth.

The morning sun found the boy's double bed crowded.� When Mike woke, the first thing he noticed was the object firmly lodged in his asshole.� It didn't hurt, but it felt kind of funny. Then he noticed that he was between the naked bodies of the two men, and head to toe with them, or rather dick to head with them.� In the morning light he studied first Bob's organs and then Jerry's while remembering the night filled with sucking on these two slabs of man meat.� He'd sucked for so long, that his jaw became sore.� It was still somewhat sore, a condition that didn't alarm him or prevent him engulfing Bob's prick one more time.� It was such a dirty and naughty thing to do, but he trilled to the feel of the hefty soft penis as it grew increasingly harder and larger in his mouth until it was too large to keep the whole thing entirely within his mouth.� With the large dick now hard, and halfway sticking from his mouth, he pulled his head back and let it slip from his lips where upon he studied it close up and rubbed his face over it and nuzzled into the loose hanging sack of egg-sized testicles that accompanied it.

He felt Jerry stir behind him, and then felt the big strong hands as they ran across his bare buttocks. A gentle tugging on the base of the plug let both Mike and Jerry know that the toy was still in place from last night.� The tugging stopped and the hand ran up between the boy's legs from behind to fondle the boy's quickly stiffening little cock.� The fondling soon became manipulation as it was rubbed up and down across Bob's lips. Bob, still asleep and acting more on instinct, parted his lips and allowed the boy's cock to be rubbed between the partially opened lips.� With a start he woke up, then allowed the sex play to continue until he sucked the small cock into his mouth and orally fondled the boy.

Jerry rose from the bed and padded off to take a leak, leaving the man and his boy in a mutual oral embrace.� It was some minutes before Bob wandered into the kitchen and joined Jerry for a cup of coffee.

"Thanks for your help with this, Jerry," Bob said after taking his second sip of hot java.�

"My pleasure," Jerry replied with a grin.� "His ass is for the taking, you know.� So, you want to do the honors or do you want me stretch his asshole some more with my cock before you take him?"

"No offense, Jerry, but I'm bigger than you."

"So you are and I'm not offended with a plain presentation of the facts.� But if you take him first, you might hurt him."

"Fuck, who are you kidding?� You just want to pop his cherry."

"That I do, my friend," Jerry laughed, "but he's your boy, not mine."

"That's right, he is my boy and I'll be the first to fuck his young ass."

"I'm just here to help you out, Bob.� So are you going to adopt him?"

"If I don't, I won't have a legal leg to stand on to keep him when his mother passes.� My attorney is working up the papers. I just hope I have time before she goes."

"It's a good thing you're doing, Bob.� A bit self serving, but the kid deserves better than a foster home."

"He's good, kid.� I think we'll do just fine together."

"I'm sure you will, Bob."�

Jerry paused and took another sip of coffee before venturing, "Are you going to do him today?"

Still naked, Mike waddled into the kitchen with the butt plug still firmly implanted.� He looked sheepishly at the two naked men sitting at the kitchen table, men whose cocks he'd sucked.

"Come here, boy," Bob said with a wave of his hand.� Mike approached.� "Turn around."� Mike turned facing away from Bob.� He felt the big hand of his step-dad on his bare ass cheeks and then felt the tugging on the butt plug.� "How does this feel, Mike?" Bob asked.

"Okay, I guess."

"Does it hurt?"

"No, sir."

"Good.� Ready for me to take it out?"

"I guess," the boy replied without conviction.� "I kind of like it."

"You do?� That's good, Mike.� Real good.� Tell you what, how about we take it out and put something bigger up your butt."

"Bigger?"

"Actually it's smaller than the widest portion of the butt plug, but overall it's bigger."

"It won't hurt will it?"

"Once you get used to it," Jerry interjected, "it won't hurt anymore than that butt plug that's now up your ass. And once you're used to it, you're going to love it.� Now be a good boy and bend over the table."

Mike did as he was told, but he wasn't quite tall enough, so Jerry lifted him up so that his legs were dangling a few inches off the floor. Sprawled across the kitchen table, the boy felt a hand grip the base of the plug and then felt the pressure steadily increase, causing his anus to bulge outward until the widest part of the plug stretched his anal ring until it yielded with an audible pop.�

With the plug now removed, Mike felt his ass cheeks being pried apart.� "Look at that, Bob," he heard Jerry say.� "An open invitation."

Mike soon felt something cold and wet on his ass and felt lube coated fingers probing and lubricating his rectal passage. Powerful hands gripped him by the hips and a big spongy knob nestled between his butt cheeks until it seated in his still partially gaping hole. The knob immediately gained purchase and began� applying pressure on his already loosened sphincter, stretching it wider and wider until the head of Bob's cock slid past it and began to drive deeper and deeper into the boy's rectum.

"Oh, fuck," the boy gasped as his virgin rectum began to be filled with hard demanding man-meat for the first time. "Oh, fuck.� Oh, fuck."

Bob rubbed his ass cheeks and asked, "Are you okay, Mike?"

"Yeah, I guess," the impaled boy whispered, followed by another, "Oh, fuck," as another inch of hard dick slid deeper into him.

With his cock fully up the kid's ass, Bob paused and for a moment or two, he let the boy's rectum adjust to the intruder.� Then the cock slid back an inch or so before driving back in.� With short gentle strokes, Bob sodomized Mike for the first time.� With each passing minute, the strokes became longer and the longer the strokes, the less gently they were delivered, until it became a pummeling. In addition to the grunts of the boy, the slapping of groin against young buttocks now filled the air along with a distinctly funky odor.

The inaugural ass fucking went on for a good ten minutes before Bob abruptly pulled out.�

"Are you finished?" Jerry asked.

"No, I just need to take a short break," Bob breathlessly replied.

"Mind if I..."

"No, help yourself, Jer.� If it weren't for you, this might not have ever happened."