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Subject: Fucking my boyfriends family chapter 3 Author’s Note: This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to any real people is completely coincidental. This story takes place in a world in which children under the age of 18 are interested in and physically capable of having sex like adults. In some cases the underage individuals in this story are used for sex without expressly asking their consent, although it is taken as a given that they enjoy it. This is not the real world we live in and the author in no way condones nor encourages acts which mirror the practices described in this entirely fictional story. Any comments, criticisms or suggestions can be directed to my NEW email address, tor. My previous email host was blocking some replies, so if you did not receive a message from me that is why. I will always endeavour to reply to all messages if possible. Also please consider a donation to Nifty, a wonderful service which makes sharing our fantasies possible. Fucking My Boyfriend’s Family – Chapter 3 We left the slightly dazed and completely fucked-out Sergeant Andrews to clean up the mess we had made at the station, promising to invite him to the next family barbecue, which perked him up no end. We went out separate ways, Josaiah climbing into Jake’s car with little Jerome bouncing eagerly on his lap, and Johnny and I taking our own car. None of us had much in the way of clothing left after the frenzied, spontaneous orgy at the police station, but fortunately both cars had the darkest legally available tint, for obvious kiddie-fucking reasons. When we arrived home, Jamie’s bike was still propped up outside the door, and we could hear high-pitched moans coming from inside the house. Johnny grinned and started for the door, his cock rapidly hardening and poking out of his ripped underwear, but I put a restraining hand on his shoulder and pointed to another, slightly larger bike that was leaning against the wall just around the corner from the front door. The bike belonged Chad, to one of the students at Jamie’s school, an absolute Adonis of a 15 year old and unsurprisingly one of the most popular kids at the school. Captain of the swim team, Chad was the big man around school and had a reputation as the ultimate ladies’ man to uphold. Of course Jamie was addicted to him the moment he first laid eyes on him, and pursued the jock relentlessly. The other kids and teachers at the school took it as harmless hero worship, but it wasn’t long before Jamie had talked Chad out of his clothes and was demonstrating his impressive deep-throating skills on the studly swimmer. Like any teenaged boy, Chad was horny 24/7 and knew he would never find a girl willing to satisfy his every need. Once he got over his initial reluctance at using a ten-year-old boy for his own perverted pleasure, Chad became one of Jamie’s most regular lovers. Jamie took great pride in telling us that Chad didn’t ever have to jerk off anymore: Jamie took every load down his tight throat or tiny butt hole, often as many as six to ten loads a day from the muscular swimmer-stud. Regular rendezvous in empty classrooms, behind abandoned buildings and frequent sleepovers kept Chad well and truly sated, and kept Jamie full to the brim with the cum he loved so much. Between Chad, his family and a couple of other random men he’d picked up over the years, there was no doubt that Jamie spent more time with a dick in him than not, which was exactly how the little slut liked it. The only problem for Johnny and I was that Chad was still a bit skittish. He still considered himself a straight stud who just used guys to get off, and definitely wasn’t ready to be initiated into the full perversions of my boyfriend’s hot family. We’d have the sexy teenager eventually, but for the time being Jamie had pleaded with his brother not to ruin the good thing he had going, and Johnny had reluctantly agreed, taking his frustration out on Jamie’s tight ass, to the boy’s high-pitched delight. Putting a finger to his lips, Johnny motioned for me to follow him as he tiptoed into the house and down the hallway in the direction of the hot wet slapping and moaning sounds we heard. We crept slowly through the house and peered into the master bedroom, where a glorious sight met our horny gaze. Jamie was lying spread-eagled at the edge the king-sized bed, his head lolling over the side with a look of rapture on his pretty little face. Chad was positioned above him, pounding his thick 15-year-old dick deep into his little boytoy’s asshole. Jamie was bent almost double, his coltish legs pressed against his swimmer stud’s smooth, muscular chest as the older boy fucked him with total abandon. Johnny was transfixed by the sight of his little brother getting pulverised by the incredibly toned 15-year-old, and immediately kocaeli escort bayan whipped his dick out and began stroking it. I followed suit, watching as hot sweat dripped from Chad’s body down onto Jamie, totally soaking the boy and the bed beneath him. As Chad increased his pace, Jamie arched his back and opened his eyes wide, letting loose an even louder moan as his only slightly older lover found the perfect spot to pound. In doing so, Jamie caught a glimpse of his older brother and I standing at the door, jerking like clueless schoolboys. A panicked look flittered across his face, bringing a frown from Chad. “What’s the matter, J?” Chad said, starting to turn his head upwards to the door. Jamie lunged forward and grabbed Chad’s head in his hands, forcing his lips onto the hot 15-year-old’s mouth and tongue kissing him passionately. After only a moment he pulled away, still holding Chad’s head and keeping the older boy’s face staring at him. Chad was so surprised he stopped thrusting for a moment, shock etched across his chiselled face. Johnny and I held our breath and our dicks, wondering what would happen. Had Jamie crossed a line in getting this hot 15-year-old kiddie fucking jock to kiss him? Suddenly Chad grinned and dove down, kissing Jamie deeply and resuming his fucking at an even faster pace. Jamie moaned into his lover’s mouth as the two wrapped their arms around each other, fully mated together in burning lust and – perhaps – the beginnings of love. Johnny grinned and motioned for us to withdraw from the bedroom door. “He’ll be ready to meet the family soon,” my sexy lover whispered to me, cupping my ass with his right hand. “I’m sure your dad will be pleased,” I smirked, eliciting a laugh from Johnny that he quickly smothered so as not to alert the two lovers in the main bedroom. Although my personal suspicious was that they were now so caught up in their own lovemaking that a plane could crash next to them without causing them to break their stride. “We need to get out of here for a while,” said Johnny. “How about the waterpark?” I suggested. “Haven’t been there in a while.” “Deal,” Johnny grinned, kissing me deeply. When we finally managed to break apart, I grabbed our swim suits and we made our way back to the car, the sounds of two young lovers fucking their brains out providing music to our ears. ******************************************************************** “Sir, you… you can’t wear that here,” the poor ticket officer said, trying to look anywhere but at Johnny’s crotch. My unbearably sexy stud of a boyfriend was wearing nothing but a tiny black speedo, so small it barely covered his thick (though still flaccid) cock, the outline of which was obscenely visible as it ran along the side of the speedos. My own attire was modest, but only by comparison. A pair of tight, designer trunks wrapped around my muscular ass and revealed a healthy bulge at the front, though hardly the screamingly obvious outline that Johnny’s barely-there speedo provided. “What’s the problem, man? Everything’s covered. I’ve seen girls in there wearing less!” The ticket officer, a slender blonde kid of about 16 years, probably working here for a bit of extra money on weekends and really not cut out for this type of confrontation, shook his head, trying to avert his eyes from the hypnotising sight of my boyfriend’s dick bulging out of his three-sizes-too-small speedo. “Um, with all due respect, sir, girls don’t bulge out like that,” the teen said in a low voice, blushing furiously. “Well I just got back from a trip to Europe and this style is ALL the rage over there,” Johnny lied smoothly, readjusting himself with practiced ease. “Sir, please, if you don’t stop that I’m going to have to call the police,” the poor kid moaned. “Stop what?” Johnny asked in mock surprise. “You know.. j–, jerking off.” The poor 16-year-old was practically beet-red by now. “Man, I’m doing no such thing!” Johnny exclaimed in mock outrage. “I’m not even hard!” The kid shot a quick look at Johnny’s enormous package and laughed nervously. “You’re… you’re not?” He gulped, eyes slowly drifting back down Johnny’s toned abs towards that beautiful, bulging dick. “Well obviously I can’t prove it to you right here,” Johnny said, allowing a touch of exasperation to color his voice. “Here, I’ll step into your office and show you, then we can clear up this whole business.” Ignoring the protests of the young ticket officer, Johnny stepped over the small barricade and through the door to the tiny ticket office, pulling the poor teenager behind him. Just as the door closed, I saw the beautiful sight of my boyfriend gently guiding the 16-year-old down onto his knees, and the ticket officer’s expression turning hungry and horny as Johnny’s dick started to swell kocaeli sınırsız escort and strain against his tight, tiny speedo. I shook my head, laughing to myself as the familiar muffled moaning and hot slurping sounds began to emit from the ticket office. Most guys would have been appalled at their boyfriend seducing and feeding his dick to another guy so openly, but for me and Johnny it was part of what we loved about each other. Absolute freedom to stick out dicks anywhere we wanted was the foundation of our dedication to each other, and formed a stronger bond than any I had known previously. As I waited for Johnny to finish ‘convincing’ the young ticket officer that we should be allowed into the park, I glanced around and noticed the most beautiful little boy behind me. The kid was clearly of Latin descent, with beautiful tanned, smooth skin and dark hair framing a beautiful face. The little boy was wearing some too-long boardshorts that were obviously a bit too big for him, and had slipped down slightly to reveal a skimpy speedo wrapped around the perfect globes of his boy-butt. A baggy shirt covered what was undoubtedly a smooth, skinny torso of perfect boy-proportions. The little boy noticed me staring and smiled shyly at me, eliciting a smile back from me. I tore my eyes away from the Latino beauty before me and finally noticed his mother behind him, dressed in a one-piece suit with a sarong wrapped around her. She was talking animatedly into her mobile phone in Spanish, getting increasingly more frustrated by what she was hearing. I speak a little Spanish, which is rare in our little town, so I was able to gather from the conversation that she was being called in to work unexpectedly to cover for another maid. Good mother that she was, the poor woman was pleading with the person on the phone that she had promised her boy he could go to the swim park for the first time today, and she couldn’t disappoint him. I watched sadly as she hung up the phone and sighed in frustration, then began obviously steeling herself to break the bad news to her son. Before she could open her mouth, I stepped him. “Excuse me ma’am, I couldn’t help overhearing your conversation,” I said. Before she could reply, I rushed on. “I know how important days like this can be to kids, and I also know that in a job like yours you can’t really afford to say no. I’d like to offer you a way to make both people happy. You see, I’m a police officer-” I pulled my badge out from the bag that contained our clothes and a couple of other surprises for later, and showed her the shiny metal. “-and I just happen to be going to the water park today with my friend, your son is welcome to come with us if you like. He’ll be perfectly safe, we’ll keep a close eye on him.” The woman looked at me curiously, torn between her desire to let her kid have the fun day he deserved and her natural caution of strangers. But the badge, as ever, worked it’s magic, and she eventually agreed, kneeling down and explaining the change of plans to her son in rapid Spanish. The boy looked a bit confused at first, but I smiled encouragingly at him and he smiled back, happy enough to go with anyone if it meant a day of fun in the water. “Thank you so much for your kindness,” the woman said, smiling warmly at me. “Here is my phone number, you can call me and tell you where to come pick him up later. Gracias, officer!” With that she gave her little boy a final kiss and hurried back to the carpark, eager to get to her job. Not for the first time, I gave serious thought to whether there were some sort of perverted pedo-gods watching over me. Or more likely, over Johnny’s family, and myself through them. I squatted down next to the beautiful little Latin boy and smiled at him again. “What’s your name, kiddo?” I asked gently. “Rico,” he said, smiling shyly. “I’m nine years old!” My heart skipped a beat and my cock twitched in my trunks at this hot little pronouncement. “Nice to meet you, Rico. My name is Steve. Are you ready to have some fun today?” “Yes sir, Mr Steve!” Rico exclaimed, and I almost passed out from his cute, innocent excitement. The sound of a door clicking open reminded me of what was going on behind me. I stood up and turned around in time to see Johnny stepping casually out of the ticket office, slick with sweat and readjusting his tiny speedo so that it covered his slowly deflating dick again. Behind him, I could just see the 16-year-old ticket officer, naked, panting and covered with cum, sprawled against one of the walls of the tiny office. Johnny closed the door with a smirk. “Well, that’s all taken care of. Shall we?” I laughed and placed my hand on the back of Rico’s neck, ushering him through the ticket line and into the water park. Johnny izmit anal yapan escort cocked his head at me. “Who’s this?” “Johnny, meet Rico. Rico, this is my friend Johnny.” Rico waved shyly at Johnny, clearly intimidated by the muscular stud and his obvious package. My lover smiled his heart-melting, sins of angels smile at the boy and I felt a shiver go through him as his body unconsciously responded to that animal attraction that every male in Johnny’s family seemed to exude. “Great to meet you, Rico,” Johnny said, kneeling down in front of the boy. “Ready to go swimming?” “Hell yeah!” Rico cried, then blushed. “Sorry Mr Johnny, mama says not to use bad words.” Johnny laughed. “That’s okay Rico, we’re all guys here. You can use whatever words you like! I bet you know all sorts of words, don’t you?” He winked at me, and I grinned, knowing where this was going. Rico looked up at me uncertainly, but at my encouraging nod he ventured: “My brother knows lots of bad words. Lots are in Spanish, but he taught me some English ones too, like…” he hesitated, then seeing our smiles, continued: “dick!” Johnny and I both laughed at the cute sight of this little nine-year-old swearing in public. I ruffled Rico’s hair and Johnny patted his shoulder, causing the boy to smile and blush slightly. “That’s a good word, Rico,” Johnny agreed. “Did you brother teach you the word ‘fuck’?” Rico nodded hesitantly. “He used that word, but I don’t know what it means.” Johnny smiled at him, his eyes hungry. “Don’t worry kiddo, you’ll find out soon enough,” he promised, winking at me. My dick was rapidly hardening and I reached down surreptitiously to readjust it so as to be less obvious. “Anyway, enough of that SHIT, hey Rico?” Johnny said, laughing at the boy’s giggling response to yet another swear. “Time for a swim! Go on, take those clothes off and get in the water!” Rico looked at him in confusion. “But this is what I swim in, Mr Johnny?” Johnny shook his head. “That shirt will become really heavy when it gets wet, Rico, you don’t want that.” In one smooth, gentle motion, he slipped the oversized t-shirt off the little boy, revealing his smooth, supple young torso. The tight little boy body was already covered in a sheen of sweat from the hot day, and Johnny boldly ran a finger from the boy’s neck down his chest and stopping just before his waistband. Little Rico looked almost drunk as Johnny leaned in closer to him. “And this pants, man, they’ll never stay on. Your little waist is too narrow.” To demonstrate his point, Johnny slid his hands to either side of Rico’s little body and grabbed his hips in both hands. The boy was so slender that my lover’s fingers almost met in the middle of his body, and Johnny spent a few moments caressing the sides of his little Latin buddy’s body before slowly sliding his hands further down, slipping the boy’s oversized shorts to the ground. I couldn’t help but gasp as the boy’s speedo was revealed. Unlike the rest of his clothes, this one was at least too sizes too small and OLD. The speedo had been white originally, but too much exposure to sun and surf had made it partially transparent. From my position behind Rico I could see the beautiful tight globes of his Latin boybutt straining against the material, and from the enraptured look on Johnny’s face it was clear to me that he boy’s little dick was easily visible from his side. “Th- there, much better, hey Rico?” Johnny said, mouth dry and breathing slightly ragged as he beheld the tiny latino in all his youthful glory. Rico smiled at Johnny, unaware of the reaction he was causing. “Yeah, I feel much better like this, thanks Mr Johnny!” With that, he went darting off, diving into the nearest pool with a delighted yell. As he surfaced and started wading through the water, I couldn’t help but notice that the tight little speedos were even more see-through while wet than they had been dry. Johnny stood up and put his arm around me, watching the beautiful little boy splash through the water, tight boy butt and beautiful little dick bouncing wetly through the mini waves. “Good find, baby,” Johnny said, kissing the side of my neck. “I think I’m in love.” I couldn’t take my eyes off the little tanned body, glistening wet and smooth as silk. “Someone’s going to notice how see-through that suit is, Johnny. We’re going too far this time.” Johnny grinned. “You really think some upstanding member of this community is going to say ‘Look, you can see that child’s dick through his speedo!’ No Steve, they’ll notice but they’ll say nothing. They’ll be too afraid of being called a pervert themselves.” “And what about the real perverts out there?” I asked, smiling slightly. “That little costume will drive any boylover wild.” Johnny grinned. “So maybe we’ll meet some like-minded friends. Otherwise, we’ll just have to break the kid in ourselves.” He gave his hard dick a squeeze through his speedo, kissed me lightly on the cheek, and then waded into the water after the little Latin beauty. I readjusted my own dick and grinned lasciviously. We always had fun at the water park.

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