Message-ID: <6517eli$9712172227@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year97/6517.txt> From: sweets1140@aol.com (Sweets1140) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Sweets Stories: Charlie's Son Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19971217210301.QAA25472@ladder02.news.aol.com> Sweets Stories 12/97f When Sweets got to Charlie's store, she saw the boy who ran out of Tom's store when she visited Tom. He was behind the counter reading a comic book. Charlie was leaning on the glass top of the candy counter resting his head on his crossed hands looking toward the street. The door bell sound seemed to startle Charlie who looked up and saw Sweets. Charlie asked, how did it go? You got to meet Sam, OK? Yes, Charlie, she said...then whispered, who is that boy over there? Charlie said, that is my youngest son, Chuck, would you like to meet him? At the sound of his name, Chuck, looked up, recognized Sweets and put his finger to his lips as if to seal them and keep a secret. Sweets decided not to say where she had met him before. She said, Hi, Chuck! When Charlie looked his way, he pretended to keep reading as if he had not heard her greeting. Charlie yelled at him, Chuck, take your nose out of that comic book for a minutes and say hello to Sweets, here? Chuck looked up with a hello Sweets and went back to reading. Charlie said, can you two mind the store, I want to get a slice of pizza up the street, be back in a flash. Chuck gave him a go Dad, I will be here, and returned to his reading. As soon as Charlie left, Sweets asked Chuck, what is the secret? Chuck said, I don't want my father to find out you saw me at Tom's. Sweets said, how come? Chuck said, do you know about Tom and what he does to the boys in our gang? No, said Sweets, what does he do? Chuck said, he sucks us off. Sweets said, what do you mean? Chuck said, usually three or four of us go, not like me alone today, and he does eenie, meanie, minny moe on our dicks and picks one and sucks it off while we count the beats. Sweets said, you mean, he touches you down there and puts his mouth on it? Yeah, said Chuck, he's good, too, we all like it, he is better than any girl around here. Sometimes, he lets one of the bigger guys stick it in his ass, that is really funny, cause Tom has a big ass and we have hold him open while the big kids find his asshole...it is really funny sometimes..they laugh so hard, they can't even do it to him and sometimes he cries or something while they try to get it back up so they can put it in. Sweets asked, who is in your gang, how old? Chuck said, I'm the youngest and I am thirteen, the others are like fourteen and fifteen, one guy who got kept back is sixteen, he has the biggest dong of all of us, he gets sucked off the most...but we are learning how to stretch it out so it looks longer while he is counting. Sometimes, he lets me come back when the other guys are gone for a special treatment. He likes to ream out my ass with his tongue while I bend over, he holds onto my balls and it sure feels good. Can't get a girl to do that even to the older guys, girls are weird about stuff like that. You can do it to them, but they don't return any favors at all. Tom is handy to have around to get your rocks off with. How well do you know Tom? Sweets said, not too well, but I liked him and his scarred fingers until today. He pushed his tongue in to my bum and I was not ready and it felt like it was stuck so I told him to stop. Chuck laughed, boy, wait till the guys hear that, they figured he was just a fag who did not like girls...maybe he just likes any old assholes. Sweets said, that is not nice, maybe he just made a mistake cuz I was there and you weren't. It felt big and I was surprised, that's all, my head was being banged on the toilet box, that is the part that hurt. The other part was not that bad really. Chuck laughed, but you have no balls, what did he work his hand on? Nothing, said Sweets, he did not touch my bottom, there. Chuck said, if he is as good on you as he is on my balls and my dick, then you'd like it. He really knows his stuff. Sweets said, but you are only thirteen, not big like a man, are you sure he does that stuff? Hey Sweets, I got enough to give him a handful, wanna see? He began unsnapping his jeans, Sweets said, well maybe, I haven't seen anyone thirteen, well, maybe, OK. Chuck pulled his penis out through his briefs and Sweets giggled...that looks like a washed out crayola crayon, those big kind with the ridges on the side and cone top...that looks weird, more like a baby's than a man's...Chuck said, but it works, Tom makes it work and I know how to work it just like the other guys in the gang. You wanna touch and see how it feels? Sweets reached her forefinger over and touched the shiny top...still looks like a crayola giant size crayon to me. Chuck asked, hey, can I see yours? Sweets thought about it while he waited for an answer..well, maybe, a little, but not the whole thing, not here in the store...Chuck said, no one can see from outside or over these counters, go for it! She put the hem of her dress up under her chin, pulled her panties down in front and he gazed awhile and said, lot smaller crack than Tom's ass....he laughed, and no hair on it...all girls supposed have hair on their pussies.. Sweets said, I am almost ten and I will have hair in a couple of years. Chuck said, can you open the crack and give a shot of what is under the fat parts? Sweets said, OK, let me tuck my dress up or maybe you could hold it up out of the way? Chuck said, sure, let me help. Chuck leaned down while Sweets held the lips open and then he said, looked like you peed a little, it is wet there...but, not much to it, is there? I think I like dicks better, there is more to them...what do you think about that? Sweets let go the lips and pulled up pants and said, well, old men like it! They don't like dinky little dicks like yours. They like to suck on my pee hole, ha, ha, on you! The doorbell sounded and Chuck pocketed his penis in a hurry...don't tell my Dad about Tom or this stuff, it would make him beat me...promise? Sweets said, I promise. 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