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 The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 2 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright
2009 by Lee Davey, all rights reserved Fb, Mb, humil, spank * * * * * This
story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of
sexual activity involving minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your
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   Chapter 2 - A boy's night in.  "I'll be fine dear.  Just go and enjoy
the film, you'll be late" Michael kissed his wife and the daughters goodbye
as he watched hem leave.  Good grief, even when they don't have to worry
about make up, or clothes for that matter, you still wouldn't believe it
could take teen girls so long to get ready to go out.  Rolling his eyes he
closed the door and walked into the front room.  The TV was on showing the
football game that had persuaded him to treat his daughters to a trip to
the cinema this night.  Upon the settee facing the television sat a cross
legged Neil.  A bowl of popcorn in one hand and a large fizzy drink in the
other.  "Budge up sport" he commanded as he sat heavily down next to his
son.  Neil smiled and moved along carefully picking up some loose popcorn
from between his naked thighs.  Relaxing Michael opened a tin of beer and
poured it into a glass, carefully positioned on a coaster, Michael having
been well trained by his wife, knowing the consequences of leaving a ring
mark.  God this game is dull.  Lets have another beer.  Just my luck
finally have a boys night in and this is the load of tripe I sit through.
Normally a fanatic sports fan even he grew bored, looking to one side he
looked at Neil who appeared enthralled by the match.  Perhaps this is a
rare chance for him to relax away from the busy hands of his mother and
sisters Michael conceded, if he could find such a turgid match interesting.
"Neil son, come here" Michael pulled his son over and hung an arm around
the boy.  For a few moments they simply carried on watching the match in
companionable silence until, somewhat to Michael's relief, and Neil's
disappointment the match went into half time.  "Here Neil go fetch me
another drink please".  Michael watched as Neil jumped up and went to the
kitchen.  Silently admiring the cute hairless bubble butt the boy had,
almost hypnotised as it bunched and relaxed with the boys gait.  Michael
felt his cock shift and harden as Neil returned, a can of beer in one hand,
that was not what Michael was looking at.  Neil's small penis poking out
from the slight chubbiness of the pubic mound it sprouted from.  His small
testicles not yet fully distended were held tightly into the boys body. 
With a shy smile Michael handed the can to his new father and sat down next
to him.  Opening the can Michael looked at Neil.  "Well Neil, settling in
well?" "Yes dad".  "And your mother?" "She's great Dad" another shy smile
crossed the 10 year old's face.  "And your sisters?" "There OK I guess". 
Michael could not help himself and laughed at the boys less enthusiastic
reply this time.  "Don't worry son, I know what you mean" Michael leant in
and whispered confidentially in his sons ear, "All those girls, my life was
hell until you cam along to even the numbers up somewhat".  Neil broke into
a broad smile at this causing an ache to break into Michaels heart, an ache
to rival the one building in his groin.  Michael shifted uncomfortably as
his penis filled.  He and his wife had not been /intimate' for some weeks.
His wife constantly complained about being tired, having headaches, or
simply to busy with the children, particularly now that she had to spend so
much time training Neil up.  A thought crossed his slightly alcohol muddled
head.  He knew he was attracted to his son.  He was not gay, he loved his
wife, and his three daughters were proof otherwise.  However the innocence
and charms of the boy were unmistakable.  And did not the Regime say that
an adult does not have sex with a child, they train them, and that was a
good moral and socially responsible act wasn't it.

   "Here Neil come sit here on my lap boy, and we can watch the rest of the
match together." Michael helped Neil up and positioned the boy so his bare
buttocks pressed against his groin his two legs outside Michaels.  "Michael
ever had beer before?" "No dad.  The Orphanage would never provide it, and
I never had pocket money, so even if I could find a shop to sell it to me I
couldn't".  "Well since we're alone have a sip of mine" Michael proffered
the can to the boy who took a sip before wrinkling his nose in disgust at
the taste.  "Just Remember this is our little secret.  If your mother ever
found out both our lives would be hell".  Neil giggled and promised. 
Taking the can from the boy and setting it down.  Michael gently placed his
hands on his sons bony hips.  "And how is your Regime training going. 
Still using the doll or have you progressed to your sisters yet?" Neil
blushed but replied keeping his face away from his father and fixed on the
TV.  "Well I still only have sex with the doll.  Mum says I'm still to
awkward for a real girl" a prickle of pride now crept into his voice "But
Mum has let me practice oral sex on Katie several times and herself once.
She says that it is more important for a boy to know hoe to give pleasure
this way, than simply to stick his think in, and that she should know"
Neil's tone indicated that he did not fully understand this point.

   "Did she" was all Michael said understanding his wife's comment all to
well; he silently added under his breath, cheeky bitch complaining about me
not going down on her, maybe she should reciprocate once in a while.  "What
about your anal training?" "Anal training?  Oh you mean those prongs in my
chair" a grimace crossed Neil's face.  Those butt plugs being the bane of
his education.  "OK I guess, but it hurts so when their up their" he
whined. "Hurts.  It shouldn't hurt.  Well at least not if its done
properly" Michael examined the doubtful look on the young boys face.  The
pressure in his groin and his lack of conjugal rights made up his mind. 
"Neil up you get.  Go get some lube from the bathroom and get back here,
Chop, chop" Michael hurried his son up with a moderate slap to one of his
bottom cheeks.  Quickly disrobing he gave out a sign of relief as his penis
sprang up from its confines already fully grown to its 6 inch size. 
Admiring himself for a moment he noticed movement out of the corner he saw
Neil hovering on the doorstop, a pot of lube in one hand, looking at his
now naked father, and more particularly at his father's erect penis, huge
to the boys eyes, and huge certainly in comparison to the small pee pee
that he possessed.  "Come here Michael.  As your father I need to show you
that anal sex is something pleasurable, and the ultimate expression of love
between boy and man.  You see son a boys anus...his botty hole" he
elaborated for the child's benefit, "Is very sensitive.  Now a butt plug or
strap on can be too hard and impersonal to use properly on a boys bottom".
Taking Neil he led the boy over and bent him over the end of the coach, the
boys peach bottom now the perfect height for him.  "Now your mother does
her best, but she lacks certain necessary things" his fingers tickled
Neil's little package to illustrate his point, "That a man has." Michael
began applying lube up and down the boys bottom cleft, his finger dipping
into the boys anus occasionally to smear the lube into the boys anal
tunnel. Knowing that he particularly wanted the boy to enjoy this he went
over the top with the lube literally packing the boys poop chute with the
lubricant.  "Now Michael I'm going to insert my penis into you.  Don't
worry it's not much larger than your seats butt plug.  But it will feel
hotter and has more give in it.  If it hurts tell me OK".  Neil nodded and
relaxed his bottom as much as possible remembering the pain that tensing
had caused when his mother had buggered him with a vibrator just yesterday.
"Ahhhhhhh" He felt his sphincter open wide a searing flash of pain ripped
through him as his father's penis tried to push into his tight hole. 
Michael grunted and pushed his penis hard at the sopping wet hole.  He felt
the boys small sphincter muscles give slightly, but despite his attempts
the head of his penis simply could not fit.  Withdrawing he thrusted
forward harder, the head of his penis bouncing off the rubbery wall of the
boys sphincter.  Neil could not help but cry, tears flowing from his eyes.
He had tried to open his bottom hole wide, as he had learned to do when
sitting on his peg.  But despite his best efforts he could not open his
hole wide enough to accommodate his dads penis.  His father had
underestimated the thickness of his cock.  Michal's penis was in truth only
average, but Michael had made an error of judgement.  His average penis was
a fair bit wider than the pegs that Neil's mother had been training him up
with.  Neil felt a deep burn build and despite his deep wish to please his
dad he could not help himself but scream out in pain.  Michael stopped at
his sons tears and cries and looked down.  He knew then that he had pushed
his son to far to soon.  He loved his son and indeed wanted no more than
express that love physically in the closest way possible between father and
son.  But more than that he wanted his son to enjoy it, he wanted to make
love to his boy not fuck him.  He pulled the few millimetres of his cock
that he had managed to insert from the boys now painfully red and sore
anus. He leaned forward and hugged his sons body as he sobbed.  "Shush,
don't cry, I'm sorry sport.  It's too soon obviously for this to work, but
don't worry sport give it a year or too, then maybe we can again".  Neil
looked back at his red faced father and nodded bravely, he was scared when
it was clear that his father wanted to do him up his bum, but he would have
done anything to please his new dad.  He would have managed a little
discomfort but this was just to painful, he could feel his hole was just to
small no matter how much he would have tried to take his father.  Michael
smiled and leaning down kissed Neil's tear stained cheek.  "Don't worry son
there is still plenty of fun we can have until you're ready for a good
rooting".  Michael had lost the desire to bugger his son now his sons
pained expression had hurt him too, but his penis and balls ached with the
need to cum.  He waited until Neil relaxed, and was once more in control of
himself.  Then slowly he began to slide his hard cock back and forth
between Neil's velvety smooth buttocks, not into his sons hole just up and
down the pink crevice in an obscene bum wank.  Neil squirmed at the feel of
his father's penis as it rode his crevice.  The base of his father's large
penis grazing his still slightly sore anus on each upward stroke.  Michael
knew that his sons bottom was so hot and smooth, and the slickness that the
lube provided causing his cock to glide back and forth that he would not
last long.  Neil gripped the sofa with both hands.  His bottom was still
slightly sore from his father's attentions.  Yet he said nothing, the
closeness he felt to his father at this moment was worth any amount of
discomfort.  In fact sometimes it actually felt quite nice when his dad hit
that certain spot, his own penis had not hardened but a warm tingle was
spreading through Neil's groin anyway.  Fuck not much longer...Michael knew
his limits.  Pushing his penis hard up the full length of his sons crevice
and allowed the cum to spurt up and over the 10 years old back.  The string
of cum reached, for Michael, an amazing length of 12 inches.  Michael stood
panting gently rubbing Neil's bum idly as he watched his string of cum
gently slide down his sons spine to pool in the dip of his lower spine. 
For a minute neither of them moved despite the slightly icky sensation his
father's cum caused on Neil's back.  Neil felt his father hands shift, one
gently parted his cheeks while the other scooped the rapidly cooling cum
off his back.  Michael squealed in surprise as he felt his father's sum
lubed finger touch the entrance to his sore and painful bum hole.  The
squeal slowly turned to a low groan of satisfaction as his father gently
massaged his cum into his boys bum.  The soft liquid soothing the boys
abused anus, taking away the pain that his penis had previously caused. 
Finishing scooping his cum and applying it on and in Neil's bottom Michael
stood back and admired the taut buttocks of his son who still lay over the
back of the sofa.  Helping his son to stand Michael idly kicked his clothes
to one side and sat down exhausted on the sofa, and pulled Neil back over
into his lap.  Hugging the boy close his kissed the boy softly on the
cheek. He was surprised when Neil fiercely hugged him back "I love you
Dad". "I love you too son.  You're a good boy - usually.  Oh look the match
is about to restart, that's what I call timing son, here's your popcorn."
"Dad.  I'm sorry.  I know you wanted to you know do me, you up my..."
Neil's apology trailed off in embarrassment.  "Shush I Of course I want to
make love with you.  It's every father's duty, but I'm responsible for your
development and I have to be careful not to push you too far to soon.  But
don't worry you're a growing boy" he moved his hand and gently fondled his
sons small penis affectionately, "There will be plenty of time after all
you will be training with me under the Regime for at least the next 10
years sweetie".  For a minute Neil sat on his father's lap warm in his
father's strong arms, shifting occasionally at the feel of the cooling
sperm that now leaked from his bottom as it ticked his bottom and thighs.
"Daddy" "Yes Neil".  "It's OK I won't tell mummy about what we tried to do"
he promised as he looked his dad in the yes with a loving look.  "Don't be
silly son.  Tell your mum, she'll be almost as proud of your performance
tonight as I am.  Remember there is nothing to be ashamed of expressing
love with your parents of your sisters." "Oh" Neil pondered this for a
moment, "In that case can we do it again?" Michael felt his drained balls
"Well not tonight son, but trust me we will, soon and often.  Now quiet the
match is picking up" kissing his sons head he raised the volume on the TV
and settled down to enjoy the rest of the boys night in.