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My friend Billy's parents won an all expenses trip to 
Europe for a whole month. They were relieved when my 
father told them that it would be perfectly OK for 
Billy to live with us while they were gone. Daddy told 
us that we could sleep in the same bed and be just 
like brothers. Billy asked if he had to wear pajamas. 
Billy knew that my Daddy let me sleep naked, but his 
parents made him wear underpants and pajamas to bed. 
Daddy told Billy he didn't have to wear clothes if he 
didn't want to, and certainly didn't have to wear 
pajamas. Billy could hardly wait for his parents 
vacation to start.

We drove Billy's parents to the airport and Billy 
started crying when his parents got on the plane. 
Daddy put Billy on his hip and held him so he could 
wave good-bye through the window of the terminal. I 
was feeling sad too, remembering when my Mommy died 
and went away. Daddy put his big strong arm around my 
shoulders as we walked back to the car and I felt 
better because I knew my Daddy loved me. On the way 
home Daddy let Billy sit on his lap and help him 
drive. I sat next to Daddy and leaned against him and 
he put is arm around me again. 

By the time we got home Billy and me were in a good 
mood again and full of energy. Daddy picked us both up 
and carried us into the house. He kept tickling us so 
that we squirmed around and rubbed up against him. He 
put us down on the living room rug and we started 
wrestling around. Me and Billy ganged up on Daddy, but 
he kept getting us down and tickling us until we were 
hysterical.

Daddy finally collapsed on his back, saying that we 
had exhausted him. We jumped on his shoulders to hold 
him down and threw our arms up in the air cheering, 
"We won! We won! Yeah!"

Big arms pulled us down to Daddy's chest and he kissed 
both of us. "What do you boys say to a barbecue by the 
pool tonight?"

"Goody!" We both yelled, jumping up and down.

Daddy got up and swatted us both on the bottom and 
said, "OK. Go put your swimming suits on and I'll get 
the barbecue started."

We ran to our bedroom and stripped naked in nothing 
flat. Billy already had a hardon and so did I. I 
grabbed Billy and gave him a big kiss and played with 
his hard dick. He grabbed my balls and grinned at me. 
"That's a big set of balls you've got brother."

I giggled and asked Billy if he wanted me to show him 
how we were going to sleep. "Sure," he said. I took 
his hand and lead him over to the bed and laid him 
down on his belly arranging his arms over his head and 
spreading his legs to expose his little boyhole.

"When you sleep around here, you have to be ready for 
anything," I told him. I took the slippery stuff my 
Daddy gave me for my birthday and squeezed some right 
into Billy's crack.

"Oh! That's cold!" Billy shouted, squeezing his butt 
cheeks together.

"Sorry," I said. "I'll warm it up for you". I used two 
fingers to rub the gunk all over in there, making sure 
to push some up inside Billy, which made him giggle. 
"How's that? Warm enough yet?"

"Sorta." he answered.

"Let me warm it up the rest of the way for you then." 
I said as I climbed up on his back and carefully, just 
like Daddy had shown us, slid my pecker into his hot 
little asshole. Billy groaned in pleasure as all four 
of my pubic hairs rubbed against him. I smiled and 
fucked him at the same speed as my buck rabbit used 
when he was humping one of the does. Billy squealed 
and pushed his butt up in the air so I could fuck him 
really good. About a minute later I squirted inside of 
Billy's behind and fell on his back.

Billy wiggled out from under me and said, "Let me do 
it for you now!" I just laid there while Billy 
carefully put some of the slippery stuff in my crack 
and rubbed it all around. His slippery little fingers 
felt so good I spread my legs apart so he could get to 
me better. As soon as he could see my hole, Billy 
started sticking his fingers inside me. I tilted my 
butt up and Billy started using both hands. Rubbing 
all around my butt and sticking one and then two and 
finally three fingers inside. When he started sticking 
the fingers way up inside me and jiggling them around, 
I got really horny and started begging.

"Please Billy. Put your pee-pee inside me and fuck me 
really good."

"OK! Your butt is really neat!" He climbed on top of 
me and stuck his hairless poker right inside me. It 
felt really good and didn't hurt at all going in. I 
knew I was really going to like having a brother to 
fuck me all the time, especially when he started 
poking me as fast as I'd poked him. It didn't take 
Billy very long to squirt his clear juice inside of me 
and we jumped off the bed and hugged each other.

"Boy, Billy! That felt really good. You can fuck me 
any time you want too."

"Yeah! I really like fucking you, Davy. But you have 
to fuck me too. That feels the best of anything except 
when your dad does it."

"Yeah! His dick feels really good doesn't it!"

"It's the best. Do you think he'll fuck us tonight?"

"I sure hope so. He said he was going to teach us a 
bunch of new stuff though. I hope that doesn't mean 
that he's not going to fuck us."

"Maybe if we're really nice to him he'll fuck us both 
at the same time again."

"I sure hope so. Let's be really nice to him tonight! 
Deal?"

Hooking baby fingers with me, Billy said, "Deal!"

"Come on! Let's go swimming!"

"Don't we have to put on our swimming trunks?" Billy 
asked.

"Naw. Dad lets me go swimming naked all the time. The 
fence is high and no one can see inside, so it's OK."

"Cool!"

We ran out to the pool, trying to trip each other and 
slapping each other on the butt.

Dad had the barbecue started and was just taking his 
pants off when we ran out onto the patio. "Why don't 
you boys take my underpants off for me?"

We ran right over to him and four eager hands pulled 
the cotton jockeys down, exposing the hairy dick we 
both admired so much.

"Dad? Can I go swimming naked today?"

"Sure son. I'm going to swim naked too."

"Is it OK if I swim naked too, Mr. Robinson?" Billy 
eagerly asked.

"What did you call me?" Dad gruffly asked Billy.

Giggling, Billy covered his mouth with his hand. 
"Oops! I forgot. Can I please go swimming naked too, 
Daddy?"

"Of course you can, son. But I'm going to have to 
punish you for embarrassing me by calling your Daddy 
'Mr. Robinson' like you were a stranger or something."

Daddy took Billy's hand and led him over to one of the 
chaise lounges. Sitting down, Daddy picked Billy up 
and laid him across his lap. His big hand completely 
covered Billy's little behind as he rubbed the tender 
flesh. Lifting his hand, Daddy looked at it and then 
asked, "Have you boys already lubricated yourselves?"

"Yes, sir." We both answered. Knowing Daddy, I added, 
"We lubricated each other, Daddy."

"That's good boys." Reaching under Billy, Daddy felt 
his little cock. "Did you boys screw each other too?"

"Yes, sir." We said together again.

"That's good. I like it when my boys take care of each 
other. But now, Billy, I'm going to have to remind you 
to call me, 'Daddy'. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, Daddy."

"I know you are, Billy. But I want to make sure you 
don't forget again."

Smack! "Are you going to remember to call me, 
'Daddy'?"

Billy arched up and wiggled around when Daddy's hand 
hit his ass. "Yes, sir. I'll remember. I promise!"

Daddy rested his hand on Billy's butt and I was 
getting a hard-on watching my new brother get a 
spanking. I really liked it when Daddy gave me a 
spanking. I mean, I know I was being punished, and it 
did hurt, but somehow Daddy made it feel good too. 
Kind of like when he fucked me. It hurt at first, but 
ended up feeling really good.

Smack! "Are you going to call me 'Mr. Robinson' again 
when there's just you and me and your brother around?"

"No, Daddy. I promise."

Smack! "Are you going to call me 'Daddy' if anyone 
except you and your brother and me are around?"

"No, Daddy. I'll remember. I really will. I promise."

SMACK! "Are you going to be a good boy and do what 
you're told?"

Billy started crying, his butt shining red even though 
Daddy hadn't actually spanked very hard. "Yes, sir. 
I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you tell me to 
do."

SMACK! SMACK!!! "Who am I?"

"You're my Daddy! And I'm your little boy, and I love 
you, Daddy."

Daddy picked Billy up and held him to his chest, 
rubbing his back and sore butt and letting him cry on 
his shoulder. When he picked Billy up I saw that Billy 
had a really hard erection, and Daddy had one too that 
flipped up from under Billy's belly when he was lifted 
up. I stepped between Daddy's legs and put my arms 
around Billy and held onto Daddy's sides and laid my 
head against Billy's back. Daddy stroked my back too 
and told both of us how much he loved his two sons.

I was running my hand up and down Daddy's big peter 
and could feel drool rolling down the sides. Daddy 
started to push up against my hand so I pulled the big 
stick out away from his belly. The clear stuff was 
oozing out of his puckered foreskin. One of the things 
I always loved about my Daddy's dick was that the 
foreskin was so long that no matter how hard it got, 
there was plenty to cover the whole thing. I put my 
face down and sucked on the tip of Daddy's foreskin 
like it was a soda straw. He tasted so good that I 
wiggled the tip of my little tongue through the 
opening of his foreskin and curled it into a tube so I 
could suck out even more of the treat he was giving 
me. 

The tip of my tongue fit right into the big slit on 
the end of Daddy's dick. I knew how to tease Daddy, so 
I wiggled just the tip of my tongue and tickled the 
inside of his dick. Daddy moaned real loud and hunched 
up against my face as he spurted a big glob of his 
clear juice against my tongue. I slurped up the 
delicious treat and stuck my tongue in even deeper in 
appreciation. The deeper I tickled Daddy the more he 
moaned and the harder he pushed up against my tongue 
and the more of the clear juice he spurted against my 
tongue and into my mouth.

I felt something pushing against my forehead. Lifting 
my eyebrows and looking up I saw Billy's little bottom 
pushing down against me, his little mouth clenching 
and unclenching as he strained to help with Daddy's 
problem.

Smiling, I moved one hand to Billy's hip and the other 
to the top of Daddy's shaft, to hold the foreskin out 
of the way. Pulling down on Billy, I lined everything 
up until Daddy's mouth and Billy's mouth were kissing. 
The next time Daddy rolled upwards I put both hands on 
Billy's hips and pulled down. The big bulb of the nose 
of Daddy's cock spread Billy's hole open as half of 
Daddy's cockhead went into Billy, right up to were the 
flare lead up to the wide ridge. Billy squealed and 
his legs unwrapped from behind Daddy's back and stuck 
straight out.

Every time Daddy surged forward, I pulled down on 
Billy's hips. The head popped inside of Billy's hole 
and Billy screamed, "YESSSSS!". I grinned as I saw 
Billy's wide-stretched butt clenching at the hard 
stake of Daddy's dick, and felt Daddy's legs go stiff 
and start trembling under my arms. Laughing out loud, 
I pulled down hard on Billy's hips again and listened 
to both of them scream in pleasure.

Slobbering all over Daddy's dick to keep it really 
slippery so that it wouldn't hurt Billy, I helped 
Daddy work his hard-on completely up inside of Billy. 
Billy helped all he could, but he couldn't really push 
down all that hard and his hole was so tight that it 
took a little while to get Daddy as far in as the 
angle would allow. Not all of Daddy's dick would go 
inside because his thighs held Billy away from the 
base of the big cock a little bit.

I got comfortable and started sucking on Daddy's 
scrotum and balls as I watched Daddy and Billy fuck. 
Billy put his legs down and wrapped his arms around 
Daddy so he could push himself up and down over 
Daddy's dick. Daddy's hands wandered all over Billy, 
feeling the boys hairless body, especially his butt 
and where the big dick went inside the boy. 

It was really neat watching from down here because I 
could see how Billy's asshole clung to the shaft of 
Daddy's dick. On the way up Billy would hold on so 
hard that the skin on Daddy's dick would pull up and 
Billy's hole would stretch out until it looked like a 
volcano. When Billy got up as high as he wanted to go, 
the hole would pulse and clench at the pole sticking 
in it until he started back down.  Then the loose skin 
from Daddy's foreskin would bunch up under Billy's 
hole as it pushed against the rod until it looked like 
a black pit descending to engulf the shining white 
shaft.

Before long, Billy's head was hanging back and he was 
bouncing up and down in Daddy's lap as fast and hard 
as he could go. Billy's whole body was trembling with 
the effort and as the shocks of one little boy orgasm 
after another ripped through his body. Daddy was 
getting rougher with Billy, grabbing him all over and 
pinching and slapping the boys bottom to urge him on. 
Billy told me later that it felt wonderful knowing 
that he could make Daddy fuck him like he would a 
woman. The wilder Daddy got, the wilder Billy got in 
return.

I started sucking hard on Daddy's balls and jacking 
myself off so hard that I came at the same time as 
Daddy grabbed Billy by the waist and jammed his cock 
all the way up inside the squirming boy.  I could feel 
his whole groin pulsing as he pumped Billy full of his 
white juice. When Daddy's sperm started leaking out of 
Billy's hole I dropped the balls out of my mouth and 
started licking up the delicious juice.

Daddy fell back on the chaise lounge, holding Billy to 
his chest as he continued to pulse his juice into the 
limp boy. I continued to lick up the leaking juice 
from Billy's now loose hole as they recovered from 
their exercise.

Daddy finally stood up, holding Billy on his still 
stiff dick, and took my hand. He lead us back to the 
cabana and sat me down on one of the two toilets. 
Daddy carefully pulled Billy off of his fat erection. 
Billy's behind slurped and then popped as Daddy's 
cockhead sucked out of his wet hole. Daddy sat Billy 
down on the toilet right next to me and patted both of 
us on our heads.

"That's my good boys. Now, I want you both to go 
potty."

Billy blushed and hung his head. "I don't think I can 
go potty with someone watching, Daddy." he said, 
blushing all the way down to his chest.

"Billy! That's silly. You like it when your brother 
watches us fuck and suck each other, don't you?"

"Well, yes, Daddy..."

"And you like watching when I fuck and suck with Davy, 
don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

"And you really liked it when you got to watch Davy 
fuck me, didn't you?

"Oh, yes, sir. That was really neat!"

"Well then. You shouldn't mind if we watch you piss 
and take a shit."

Billy just blushed and hung his head again. Daddy 
crooked a finger under his chin and lifted Billy's 
face. "What does Daddy want you to do Billy?"

Billy blushed even brighter red and I could see tears 
collecting in his eyes.

"There's no need to be ashamed Billy. It's just Davy 
and me here, and we both love you. Now, what is it 
Daddy want's you to do?"

"Go pee-pee?"

"That's right, sweetheart. Daddy want's you to go 
pee-pee. But what do the big boys call going pee-pee?"

"P..." Billy turned his face away from me and hung his 
head again.

"That's OK, baby. Davy, can you tell your brother what 
the big boys call, 'going pee-pee'?"

"Yes, Daddy. Us big boy call it 'taking a piss'."

"That's right, baby. Us big guys call it 'taking a 
piss'. Can you give your brother a kiss and tell him 
how to say that?"

"Sure, Daddy!" I took Billy's hand and, when he turned 
to face me, I gave him a big kiss, right on the lips. 
We smiled at each other and I told him, "Go ahead 
Billy. You've said 'Piss' to me before. You can say it 
to Daddy. It's OK. He doesn't mind. He's not like your 
mom. He won't wash your mouth out with soap."

"Oh, baby. Is that why you were afraid to say 'Piss'?"

Billy nodded his head. Daddy got down on his knees in 
front of Billy and hugged him. "Oh, Billy. Daddy 
wouldn't do that. I wouldn't ask you to do something 
and then punish you for it. You don't think Daddy's 
like that, do you?"

Billy shook his head 'No'.

Daddy moved back and, holding Billy by the shoulders, 
asked him, "Now, what is it Daddy wants you to do?"

"Take a p.... Uh, take a piss?"

"That's my big boy!" Dad beamed. "That's my good boy! 
That deserves a big kiss for Daddy's Big Boy.

Daddy put his hand down between Billy's legs and 
lifted his bottom. Then he slurped Billy's stiff 
little tassel and ball sack into his mouth and gave 
him a big sloppy kiss. Billy giggled and squirmed 
around on Daddy's hand.

"Does that tickle, baby?"

Billy laughed, "Yes! That tickles me Daddy."

Laughing, Daddy bobbed down and grabbed Billy's peter 
and balls again and I could see his tongue wiggling 
back and forth all over them. Billy was laughing and 
squirming around, trying to escape from the tickly 
tongue. Daddy reached up and started tickling Billy 
with his other hand. Billy was losing his mind.

"Now, big boy. What does Daddy want you to do?"

Billy was laughing too hard to answer. Daddy swooped 
down and grabbed Billy's danglers with his mouth again 
and started tickling Billy with both hands and his 
tongue. Billy was hysterical, laughing and wiggling 
around all over the toilet seat.

"You better tell me, or I'm going to tickle you until 
you fall into the toilet!" Dad threatened and went 
back to tongue lashing Billy's dick.

Billy tried to say it, but couldn't get it out. I 
hopped off the toilet and jumped on Daddy's back and 
started tickling him. "I got him. Billy! Tell him 
quick!"

"PISS!" Billy yelled between giggles. "PISS!"

Laughing and trying to buck me off and tickle Billy at 
the same time, yelled, "PISS, what?"

Laughing and pushing against Daddy's head with both, 
Billy finally got out, "PISS! You want me to piss! I'm 
gonna piss in your mouth!"

"Yum, yum, yum." Dad went, gobbling at Billy's pecker.

"You're cheating Daddy." I said, hitting him on the 
back with my little fist. "Billy said it so you can't 
tickle him any more!"

"Cheating? Cheating! I'll show you cheating, you 
cheater!" Laughing, dad scooped me off his back and 
cradled me on the floor in his arms. His fingers 
attacked me and he nibbled at me under my arms and 
across my belly. Now it was my turn to go crazy with 
dad's fingers and lips and scratchy beard tickling me 
all over. Squealing and pushing against Daddy with my 
hands and feet, I tried to escape. Billy stood up on 
the toilet seat and jumped on Daddy's back. Daddy 
pulled him off and laid him on the floor next to me 
and attacked us both.

We finally managed to roll Daddy over on his back (OK, 
so he let us, but we had to work hard to do it!) and 
tickle HIM! Panting, he finally pulled us down to his 
chest and patted our bottoms, "OK, OK. I give. Kings 
X. I give, you win!"

We made Daddy give each of us a kiss and apologize to 
Billy for cheating. "OK. I apologize Billy. But what 
is it I want you to do? Hummm?"

"Take a piss in the toilet!" Billy chimed.

"That's my boy!" Daddy said as he sat up. Standing up 
with us still in his arms, he sat us back down on the 
toilets. Straightening our hair with his fingers, 
Daddy asked Billy, "Can you take a piss now Billy?"

Billy strained, but nothing came out. "No, Daddy. My 
pee-pee's too hard. I can't make the piss come out."

"That's OK. How about you, Davy? Maybe if you can piss 
the sound will get your brother started."

I strained too. "No, Daddy. My dick's too hard to."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"Yes, Daddy. Please."

"Please, what?"

I was used to my Daddy's games, so I knew what to say. 
"Please help me take a piss, Daddy."

"OK. That's my good boy. Scoot back a little and 
spread your legs apart."

I did like Daddy wanted me too, but I had to put my 
hands behind me on the toilet seat to keep from 
falling in.

Daddy stepped in front of my toilet and took his 
dangling hose in his hand. He pulled his foreskin back 
until his big slit was exposed and a yellow stream of 
hot piss poured out of him. I know it was hot because 
he sprayed it all over my belly and dick, his pee 
splattering and running down me and dripping off my 
butt into the toilet. That surprised me, but made me 
have to pee really bad. My dick was still hard and 
sticking up in the air and I tried to warn my Daddy, 
"Stop Daddy! I'm going to pee on you!"

He didn't even slow down, his thick stream of piss was 
drumming against my tummy so hard I could feel it all 
the way inside. "That's OK, son. Go ahead. We can wash 
it down the floor drain later."

Unable to hold it back any more, my thin stream of boy 
piss arched up and splattered all over Daddy's legs 
and the floor. Daddy went down on his knees again and 
sucked my dickie into his mouth. I squealed as I felt 
my warm pee filling up his mouth. Daddy and I smiled 
at each other, really enjoying this new game. My 
dickie was staying hard and feeling really good. This 
was great!

Daddy pulled me off the toilet seat and sat back on 
his heels. He opened his mouth and my pisser popped 
loose, pissing all over Daddy's chest. Billy was 
watching us in amazement, a finger in his mouth and 
his mouth hanging open. I decided to show off, so I 
pulled my foreskin back with two fingers so Billy 
could see the piss coming out of my slit and pissed 
back and forth across Daddy's chest before arching my 
stream back into his open mouth. I dribbled the last 
of my pee right onto Daddy's dick and Daddy leaned 
forward and licked the last few drops off the end of 
my dickie and then sucked it into his mouth to vacuum 
out the last possible dribble.

Daddy gave me a big kiss and then helped me back up on 
the toilet seat. Then he stood up and turned to Billy, 
who was sitting on his toilet with his finger still in 
his mouth and his eyes wide open in interest.

"Well, son," Daddy said to Billy, "did you like 
watching that?"

Billy nodded vigorously. "Oh yes, Daddy. That was 
really neat. But why did you drink Davy's pee-pee... I 
mean piss?"

"That's an easy question to answer, Billy. Some people 
like the taste of piss. Especially little boy piss. 
And some people don't. I'm one of those peepole who 
really likes the juice from little boys pee poles."

We all laughed at Daddy's word joke. Billy smiled up 
at Daddy and then blushed a little bit. "Uh, Daddy?"

"Yes, son. What is it?"

"Well... Uhh..."

"Billy. You know you can ask Daddy anything. You don't 
need to be embarrassed."

"I know, Daddy. But sometimes it's hard."

"Billy," Dad laughed. "Your thing is ALWAYS hard!"

Billy and I laughed with Daddy. I reached over and 
pinched Billy's stiffie. He leaned over and kissed me 
and I told him, "Billy. You can ask Daddy anything. He 
never gets mad or upset when I ask him questions, no 
matter what it is that I ask or how dumb the question 
I ask."

"I know. I was just being silly. Daddy? Will you help 
me take a piss like you helped Davy?"

Daddy leaned down and kissed Billy. I saw his tongue 
go into Billy's mouth and wiggle around. Billy closed 
his eyes and moaned as he kissed Daddy back. Daddy 
stood back up and Billy said, "Your mouth tastes 
funny."

"That's Davy's piss taste still in my mouth. Did you 
like it?"

Billy smacked his lips a couple of times. "Yeah. Davy 
always tastes nice. I guess his piss does too."

Daddy smiled and patted Billy on the head as he moved 
over in front of Billy's toilet. Billy scooted back 
and put his hands behind him on the toilet seat just 
like I had. Daddy pulled down on his cock a couple of 
times and then pulled the foreskin back. His wide 
yellow stream splattered down all over Billy's tummy, 
dick and balls. Billy watched for a few seconds and 
then twisted a little bit to put his weight on one 
arm. He reached up and stuck a finger into the stream, 
making it spray in different directions. Pretty soon, 
he was running all his fingers back and forth through 
Daddy's piss stream.

Then Billy really surprised me. He licked Daddy's piss 
off of one of his fingers and smacked his lips.

"That's stronger tasting than Davy's, Daddy. I like 
it!"

Billy reached up and took hold of the loose part of 
Daddy's piss spout and aimed the stream into his open 
mouth. The pee splattered all down Billy's chest, but 
most of it foamed up in Billy's mouth. He swallowed 
and went, "Ummm". I got off my toilet and moved over 
next to Billy and opened my mouth. Billy smiled and 
pointed Daddy's piss at me just long enough to get a 
little bit in my mouth. I tasted it. It was different 
tasting, but I really liked it. "You're right Billy. 
That's really good!" I said.

Billy pointed Daddy's dick back at me and filled my 
mouth up this time. I swallowed and then Billy started 
spraying dads piss all over us. In our mouths, in our 
hair and all over our bodies. We were laughing and had 
to close our eyes, so I took a hold of Daddy's dick 
too and helped Billy aim it.

Daddy was just running out of piss when Billy started 
peeing. Daddy quickly got down on his knees and 
started sucking the pee out of Billy's dick. I put my 
head between Daddy's legs and sucked the last of the 
pee directly out of his dick and then stood up next to 
Daddy. Billy had stood up on the toilet seat and was 
peeing down into Daddy's mouth. Daddy put his arm 
around my shoulders and held against his side. We both 
opened up so Billy could piss his boy pee into our 
mouths. Billy was laughing, and wasn't very accurate, 
so he was peeing all over our faces and down our 
chests as well as into our mouths. The only real 
problem though was that Billy didn't have much pee and 
was soon done.

 Daddy got up and smacking his lips, took our hands 
and lead us over to the showers on the other side of 
the room. He started up both showers and adjusted the 
temperature and rinsed himself off quickly so he 
didn't have pee dripping in his eyes. Then he told us 
to get under the warm sprays and turned on the big 
garden hose and started washing down the walls and 
toilets and floor. Pretty soon Daddy was chasing us 
all over the room with the cold water from the hose. 
We were laughing and trying to run away and hide 
behind each other to keep away from the cold water. We 
finally got out the door and wouldn't come back in 
until Daddy turned off the hose.

Daddy herded our shivering bodies under the warm 
showers and rubbed his hands quickly up and down our 
bodies to warm us up. Once we quit shivering, Daddy 
soaped himself up and then rinsed off. Once he was 
clean, Daddy took the bar of soap in his hand and 
started washing Billy, carefully washing him all over, 
especially between his legs and in his buttcrack. That 
was the first time Daddy had washed Billy, but Daddy 
washed me all the time so I knew how good it felt. 
Daddy washed me next, and when he was almost done, he 
asked, "There's one more thing I'd like to show you 
boys this afternoon. Are you interested."

Billy quickly answered from under the shower spray 
where he was rinsing off. "Sure, Daddy. You think up 
fun stuff to do."

Daddy looked at me, and I quickly said, "Sure, Dad. I 
always want to learn new stuff from you."

"That's my boys!" Daddy said, smiling happily.



****end of part 1****



Daddy finished washing me and sent me to get under the 
shower and rinse off. He waived Billy over and started 
washing him again. Billy leaned up against Daddy and 
played with the hair on Daddy's tummy while Daddy was 
washing him.

"Do you like me washing you Billy?"

"Yes, sir. It feels really good." Billy paused for a 
little bit, thinking. Then added. "Do you really love 
me, Daddy?"

Daddy turned Billy around to face him and said, "Why, 
of course I do, Billy. What made you ask such a 
question?"

Billy shrugged. "I don't think my other Daddy loves 
me."

"Why not Billy?" Dad asked. His voice full of concern.

"Well. He never pays attention to me like you do."

"Oh, Billy. Some Daddy's just don't have time to spend 
with their boys the way I do. I'm sure your other 
Daddy loves you very, very much. How could he not love 
such a good little boy?"

Billy hugged Daddy and Daddy hugged him back, and 
kissed him on the forehead. "Billy, when your Daddy 
get's home I'll talk to him and see if he can't spend 
more time with you. He probably won't play our games 
with you, and you mustn't tell him about our games, 
you know that, don't you?"

"Yes. Davy told me all about that. I won't ever tell 
anybody. I promised."

"That's a good boy. Do you want me to talk to your 
other Daddy though?"

"Please?"

Daddy kissed Billy's forehead again. "Consider it 
done. Your father and me with have a talk as soon as 
he gets home." Then Daddy turned Billy towards the 
shower and swatted his soapy butt. "Now get over there 
and rinse all that soap off!" Billy squealed and ran 
under the shower. "Davy, come on over here and let me 
finish washing you."

"You gonna spank me?" I teased.

"Maybe." Daddy said. I started to duck away, but Daddy 
made a long arm and caught me. "Got cha', you little 
rascal!"

I tried to get away, but Daddy got me down on the 
floor and started tickling me. Billy jumped on Daddy's 
back and tried to save me but Daddy soon had us both 
over his knee and gave each of us a couple of light 
swats. "Now! Who's the Daddy!" Daddy demanded.

"You are, Daddy." "You, Papa." We answered.

"And who's the boss?"

"I am!" I answered. Billy got big eyes, but Daddy just 
dumped us on the floor and got up and under the shower 
and started rinsing himself off.

"OK. Then you can wash yourself, cook the dinner, wash 
the dishes and clean the house."

Billy grabbed my arm and punched me. Putting his mouth 
close to my ear he loudly whispered, "You better tell 
him he is, dummy. I'm not helping you do all that!"

I shrugged. "OK, Daddy. You're the boss!"

"Yeah, Daddy. You're the boss all the time," Billy 
said.

Daddy smiled. "That's better! It's about time you two 
scalawags knew who was boss around here! Now, Billy, 
you finish rinsing off. Davy? Do you want me to wash 
you or are to too big a boy for that now?"

I walked over to Daddy and put my arms around his 
legs. "Daddy?"

"Yes, son?"

I looked up at him, almost crying, "I'll always want 
you to wash me, even when I'm as old as you are."

Daddy put his hand on my head. "Davy, Davy. I'm sorry 
son. I was just teasing. I didn't mean to scare you or 
hurt your feelings. I'll always want to wash you, 
son." Daddy got down on one knee and pulled me and 
Billy against his chest and kissed our foreheads. 
"I'll always want to play with my boys and wash them 
and go hiking and everything else we like. You know 
that, don't you?"

We both nodded and hugged Daddy. 

"Now quit being so serious. We're supposed to be 
having fun, remember?"

Billy and I grinned and Daddy got the soap and started 
washing me all over. "Now, you boys want to hear about 
the new thing?"

"Yeah!" we both excitedly yelled.

"OK, OK! Not so LOUD!" Daddy laughed. "Now. Either one 
of you guys know what an enema is?"

I shook my head but Billy said, "You get 'em when 
you're sick, don't you?"

"Well, yeah," Daddy said, "sometimes. But you don't 
have to be sick to get an enema. It's just like taking 
a shower or a bath, except on the inside. It's just a 
way to clean out your insides. You guys want to try 
it?"

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"Nope. It can be a little uncomfortable sometimes, but 
it doesn't really hurt. It's kind of like fucking. As 
long as everybody's careful, it doesn't really hurt at 
all."

"OK. I want to try it. How about you Billy?"

Billy had his finger in his mouth again, but he 
nodded, 'Yes'.

"OK. Who wants to go first?" Daddy asked.

I looked at Billy, and Billy looked at me, and then at 
Daddy. Then he pointed at me.

Daddy laughed. "Looks like you've been volunteered, 
Davy. That OK with you?"

I smiled. "Sure! That way Billy'll know that it 
doesn't hurt."

"That's my big boy!" Daddy said proudly. Daddy walked 
over to the cabinet and took out a big jar of 
Vaseline. "First, we need to lubricate you guys up 
real good so that the enema tube will go in easy and 
so the water won't burn coming out. OK?"

"You're going to put a tube inside us?" I asked.

"Yes. That's how the water gets inside. But don't 
worry. It's smaller around than even Billy's willy."

We both laughed and I said, "That must be pretty 
small." Billy punched me in the arm again and gave me 
a dirty look.

Daddy just laughed and said, "OK, you guys bend over 
and put your hands on your knees so I can lube you 
both up."

Billy and me turned around and bent over, watching 
each other. Daddy got down behind us and really 
carefully slicked us up, back and forth between the 
two of us. He had his long middle fingers up inside of 
both of us, moving them back and forth slowly, 
spreading the Vaseline all around inside of us and 
making us moan. My dick was so hard it felt like it 
might explode the whole time he was finger fucking us.

"How's that feel, boys?"

"It feels really great, Daddy. My dick's really hard." 
I said.

"Me to," Billy said. "I really like it when you do 
that, Daddy."

"Is it making you guys horny?"

"Yes," we both answered, moaning at the same time in 
pleasure.

"Then you'll really like it when the enema gets in 
there."

"Does that make you horny too, Daddy?" I asked.

"It always gives me a hard-on when I get an enema." 
Daddy said.

"You get enemy's too, Daddy?"

Laughing, Daddy said, "Enema's, Billy. You pronounce 
it 'enema', not 'enemy'. But yes. I like to get enemas 
too sometimes."

"Wow!" Billy said. "This feels really good. Can I go 
first, Daddy?"

"Do you think that's fair, Billy? Davy, volunteered 
first. Don't you think he should be able to go first?"

"Yeahhhhhhhh," sighed Billy. "I wasn't being fair."

"I know!" Daddy said, pulling out of us and snapping 
his fingers.

Billy and I grabbed our bottoms in surprise and gave 
Daddy dirty looks. "You boys stay here and keep each 
others butts warm. I'll be right back." Daddy said, 
and ran out of the cabana.

Billy and I looked at each other and then grinned and 
shrugged. We moved close to each other and started 
fingering each other.

"You like this stuff, Billy?"

"You mean playing with Daddy?"

"Yeah"

"It's cool!"

"You like my Dad being your Daddy?"

"Sure! He's great. You don't mind, do you?"

"Heck no, Billy. I like having you for a brother more 
than almost anything."

"What do you like better?"

"Having Daddy for my Daddy -- our Daddy!"

"Oh, yeah. I guess so. Davy, can I ask you a 
question?"

"You know what Daddy said about keeping secrets. You 
can ask me any question, Billy. And I'll try to answer 
it if I can. I promise."

"OK. Cool. Same for me... Brother."

I hugged Billy and felt really good all over. "So what 
do you want to know, Billy?

"Davy, do you like watching when Daddy does stuff with 
me?"

"Yeah. It makes me really horny! I especially like it 
when Daddy's fucking you, cuz you get that goofy, 
blissed-out look on your face, and you're just so 
pretty, taking that great big cock up your little 
ass--and loving it!"

"That's good. Because I really like watching you and 
dad do sex things. Especially when you suck his cock. 
You look so funny with your lips all stretched out 
like that."

We laughed at that and I told Billy how funny he 
looked, flopping around like a monkey the other night 
when Daddy put him in his lap and bounced him up and 
down on his dick.

"Yeah. That was cool. He fucked me so much that I 
couldn't even tell my orgasms apart any more. If you 
hadn't started sucking on his balls, I think he would 
have fucked me all night!"

"Would you have minded?"

"Heck no. Daddy can fuck me anytime he wants to, as 
long as he wants to. He makes me fell really good when 
he does that."

"Do you like it when it's just you and me, Billy?" I 
tried to ask casually.

Billy blushed, and quit fingering my asshole. "Davy. I 
know I'm supposed to tell you anything, but you won't 
get mad or laugh at me?"

I looked at Billy, and he looked really, really 
serious. Like this REALLY mattered to him. "I promise! 
Cross my heart and hope to die!"

"Cross your heart?" Billy asked and made a cross with 
his finger on top of his heart.

"Cross my heart! Swear to God, and shame the Devil!" I 
said, and crossed my heart. That was our most solemn 
promise, something we'd vowed to never break.

"Davy. Uhhh. Davy, I love you more than anything. I 
want you to be my brother for ever and ever and never 
be apart from you."

I just stared at Billy, and then grabbed him and 
hugged him as hard as I could. [I'm 42 now, and 
Billy's standing behind me. Hugging me and watching me 
write this. And I love him right now every bit as 
much, maybe even more, than I did then. He's my best 
brother and I love him... 

And now maybe I can finish this, cuz Billy's worn out 
and asleep in bed with Daddy.]

Anyhow, Billy and I were hugging like crazy and just 
getting to the good parts when Daddy came back.

He noticed how intense we were, and raised his 
eyebrows. "Hey, hey, hey! I told you boys to keep each 
other hot, not to set each other on fire!" Daddy 
laughed.

We ran over to Daddy and hugged him around the waist. 
"Davy loves me!" "Billy loves me!" we crowed.

"Well. What brought this revelation on?" Daddy asked.

Billy pointed at me. "Cuz he's my brother." "Because 
he loves me," I said.

Dad shook his head and cleaned his ear out with a 
finger. "You guys are starting to echo!" he said with 
a grin. "You want to get these enemas, or are we going 
to goof around all afternoon with your love life?"

We started jumping up and down and telling Daddy to 
hurry. We wanted our 'enemy's ' so we could go 
swimming. Daddy had a red thing in his hand and Billy 
asked him what it was. Daddy was rummaging around in 
the cabinet, and came out with another red thing, only 
not as big. He held them up for us to see. They were 
red rubber bags with a black stopper in the top funnel 
part and a white hose thing coming out the bottom.

"These are enema bags boys." Walking over to the 
shower, he took the plug out of the little one and 
started filling it up with warm water from the shower. 
This big one is too big for you boys, I think, but 
(taking the black plug out of the big one) we'll fill 
it up from the little one, and then both you boys will 
get the same amount, and you can both get your enemas 
at the same time.

Clapping at Daddy's cleverness, Billy and me jumped up 
and down excitedly.

"Calm down now boys," Daddy said, refilling the small 
bag. "I want you boys to come over here and get down 
on your hands and knees with your butts facing me."

"OK, Daddy." we both said, and quickly got into 
position like he wanted us. We were really excited and 
horny and looking forward to this new game.

Daddy got down behind us and moved us around until we 
were just like he wanted us, side-by-side with our 
hips and shoulders touching. Rubbing all over our 
butts, he said, "That's very nice boys. You both 
feeling OK?"

"Yes, Daddy!" We answered together. Billy and I looked 
at each other and smiled. Being brothers was the best 
thing of anything.

"Good. A Daddy likes to see his boys happy. And seeing 
two such pretty butts makes Daddy happy too!"

Billy and me looked over our shoulders and laughed. 
Daddy was so happy his dick was beating against his 
tummy like it was an Indian drum.

"OK. Now you boys look back here and let me explain 
what's going to happen." Billy and I looked back, and 
dad went on, "Those are the enema bags. They've got 
the warm water that I put in them. The warm water 
comes down these long tubes to these clamps that keep 
the water from going any further."

Billy raised his hand.

"Yes, Billy?"

"Why is the other bag so much bigger, Daddy?"

"It holds more water for guys who can hold more than 
you little guys. I use it when I give myself enemas."

"Do you like enemas too, Daddy?"

"Yes. I like them very much. Would you boys like to 
give me an enema too?"

"You mean, we could give you an enema too?"

"That's right Davy. If you guys would like to give me 
an enema, I'd really enjoy that."

Billy and I looked at each other, then smiled. I 
nodded to Billy and he answered Daddy. "Yes, sir. Davy 
and me would really like to give you an enema up your 
ass."

"Thanks, boys. Let's get this first one started, and 
then you guys can get my enema started. How's that 
sound?"

"Sure, Daddy." "You bet, Daddy. That'd be cool!"

"OK. Now this thing at the end of the hose is how the 
water gets inside of you. These are really the ones 
girls use to clean their pussy's out, but I like to 
use them because they go in smoother, stay in better 
and feel better when the water's coming out than the 
regular enema tips."

Billy and I were both watching with wide open eyes. 
Daddy released the clamp thing and water shot out of 
little holes deep inside grooves in the bulb end of 
the white tube. We looked startled, but Daddy just 
smiled and said, "That's how the water gets inside of 
you."

"Does it hurt?" Billy asked.

"No, not at all." Daddy said. "In fact, it feels 
really, really good. You boys ready to start it now?"

"Yes, sir," we both answered.

"OK. Now, I want you two boys to relax your buttholes 
and give each other a nice long kiss, and while you're 
kissing, I'm going to slide these tubes up your asses 
and start the water. OK?"

We just nodded because our lips were already busy 
kissing each other. I felt Daddy's finger testing my 
hole and then felt something cold touch me back there. 
It wasn't really cold, just not warm like Daddy's 
finger. I felt a slight push, then the tube thing slid 
right up inside of me.

"All in, boys. That feel all right?"

"Yeah, Daddy," I said. "That went in really easy."

"Yes, Daddy. It didn't hurt at all. But it tickles 
inside."

"If you think that tickles, wait until you feel this," 
Daddy said, and undid the clamps. Billy started 
laughing and said, "That tickles, Daddy!" I started 
laughing too, because it did tickle and because Billy 
was having such a good time. It felt all funny inside 
me, but I decided I liked the feeling.

"OK, boys. I want you to cross your arms and lay your 
heads down so the water will run way up inside you. 
Yes. That's right, Davy. Billy, do it just like Davy 
is doing it. Good. That's right. Now, I want you boys 
to relax and let the water fill you up real good, OK?"

"OK." "OK, Daddy. But it's starting to feel full."

"That's OK, Billy. It's supposed to fill you up. Just 
relax and let it happen."

Daddy moved up and held the tubes in our butts by 
pushing sideways against them with his legs. That felt 
strange, but when he leaned forward and started 
massaging our backs and our tummies, it felt REALLY 
good. All warm inside and warm on the outside where 
his hand was rubbing. Billy's belly gurgled and we 
both laughed.

"I think we're going to hear some real farts from 
Billy when the water starts coming out," Daddy 
laughed.

"Billy farts a lot sometimes, Daddy."

"Well, that's one of the nice things about an enema. 
You don't fart much after you've had one."

"Billy's fart's stink really bad. He farted in my face 
the other night when I was kissing him on the butt, 
and I thought I was gonna die!"

"Did not!"

"Did so, right in my face."

"Did not either!"

"Did so!"

"Boys, BOYS! That's enough. Davy, I seem to remember a 
couple of pretty good farts of yours. So don't pick on 
your brother over something natural like that. Now, 
you boys starting to feel full?"

"Yes, sir." "Daddy! I think I'm gonna pee... I mean 
piss..." Billy said.

"Is your dick hard?" Dad asked.

"Yes, sir. It's real hard and poking me in the belly."

"That's OK then, Billy. You don't have to pee. The 
water's giving you a hardon and pushing against your 
button inside. That makes it feel like you're going to 
cum. I told you about your button, didn't I?"

"No. Sir. I don't remember that."

"Hummm. I must have forgotten. Remind me sometime when 
I'm going to fuck you, and I'll teach you all about 
your button. OK?"

"Thanks, Daddy. But... I'm not going to pee?"

"I don't think so, Billy. But if you do leak out a few 
drops, don't worry about it. We're going to take a 
shower when we're done anyway. But, this is important 
boys. I want you to listen carefully. You mustn't let 
any water escape from your bottoms. That's very 
important. You must hold all the water until I tell 
you that it's OK to let it go. You understand?"

"Yes, sir." "Yes, Daddy."

"Good boys! You can clamp down on your buttholes if 
you need to, but let your bellies stay relaxed so the 
water can fill you up."

"Is there much more, Daddy?" Billy asked.

Daddy looked up behind him. "That's almost all Billy. 
Just a tiny bit more. You boys have taken almost all 
the water already. I'm so proud of you."

The enema bags started to gurgle just then and Daddy 
snapped the hose clamps closed. "OK, boys. I'm going 
to take the tubes out now. I'll do it slow, but I want 
you to make sure that no water escapes from inside you 
as they come out, OK?"

"Yes, sir. We'll be careful, Daddy." "Real careful, 
Daddy. We promised."

"OK. Here goes."

Daddy pulled the nozzle things out, but when the bulbs 
the water came out of were in the tight part of our 
holes, he jiggled them back and forth like he was 
fucking us with them.

"No fair, Daddy," Billy said, reaching back to stop 
Daddy. I laughed and reached back too. "That's 
cheating Daddy. You're going to make us laugh and all 
the water will come out."

Laughing, Daddy jiggled them some more, "You better 
not, or I'll have to spank you!"

"Stop, Daddy!" I cried out, laughing. "That tickles 
and I'm going to fart water all over you!"

Daddy was laughing, but he went ahead and slipped the 
bulbs out of our bottoms and let them hang down on the 
floor. Then he leaned forward and rubbed our tummys. 
"Ummmmm. My boys feel so good! Nice tight tummys full 
of water -- and such nice hard little wieners! 
Ummmmmm!" Daddy put his hands down between our legs 
with his arms up against our protruding tummys. "Come 
on, boys. Let Daddy help you stand up now."

With Daddy's help we got to our feet, and Daddy held 
on to us until we figured out our new balance. "Ummmm. 
Look at how beautiful my two boys are." Daddy said, 
rubbing his hands all over our bellies. We could all 
hear the water gurgling around as Daddy massaged our 
tummys. Daddy kissed our tummys and gave us both a big 
hug. "Daddy's boys are so good looking and so sexy 
like this. Look at how hard you're making my dick 
get."

We both looked down over our protruding bellies at 
Daddy's bloated erection, and then each of us put a 
hand on his big cock, feeling just how hard it 
actually was.

"Do you really like it when I'm all swollen up like 
this, Daddy?" Billy asked.

Daddy kissed his forehead. "Of course I do, Billy. 
You've never been more handsome. You look so good that 
I want to fuck you right this minute."

"You want to fuck me with the enema inside of me?"

"Yes I do, Billy. I want to stick my cock into that 
pretty little bottom of yours and fuck you so hard the 
water will gurgle all around inside of you. But not 
this time. I want you to have a regular enema this 
time. But sometime, I'm going to fill you up with hot 
water and soap and fuck you so clean that your insides 
will squeak."

Billy giggled and rubbed up against Daddy. "Am I 
handsome too Daddy?" I asked.

"Both of my boys are handsome, and I'm going to fuck 
your ass full of enema water sometime to -- and piss 
in it until you shoot your cum all over the place."

I hugged Daddy hard. "I can't wait. Do it now, Daddy!"

"No, I want you to have a regular enema this time, but 
I promise I'll do that for both of you, soon. Why 
don't you boys go look at yourselves in the mirror 
while I make sure the toilets are ready for you."

"OK, but don't forget, Daddy." "Yeah, don't forget to 
enema fuck us, Daddy."

Daddy had stood up and he laughed and mussed our hair, 
"Don't worry boys, I won't forget. I wish I could do 
it right now!"

Daddy went over and flushed the toilets and washed the 
seats and Billy and me went over to the full length 
mirror and looked at each other -- and ourselves. 
Daddy was right. We looked really sexy. We started to 
rub and play with each other, showing off standing 
sideways in front of the mirror for each other. Billy 
belched and said, "I gotta go really bad."

"Yeah, me too. Come on."

I took Billy's hand like he was my little bitty 
brother and lead him over to the toilets. I patted 
Daddy on the leg. "Daddy, we've got to go now. Really 
bad."

"OK boys. We're going to have a contest. Come over 
here and stand in front of the toilets, right on this 
line. That's right. Now, here's the rules. If you get 
any water on the floor. You get a spanking and have to 
sleep alone tonight. Which ever one of you get's on 
the pot and lets loose the last, get's to get fucked 
first tonight. That OK with you guys?"

"Cool!" "Awesome! I'm going to win this one!" "Are 
not!" "Will too!"

"BOYS!" Daddy yelled. "No squabbling. We'll know soon 
enough who wins."

Billy and me stuck out tongues out at each other and 
laughed, setting ourselves to outlast the other. 
Pretty soon we both quit worrying about the other and 
started concentrating on what was happening inside of 
us. My muscles were cramping a little and it was 
starting to feel like I had to go really bad. I 
glanced over at Billy and could see the muscles in his 
belly rippling and a real concentrated look on his 
face. His butt cheeks were clenched so hard that there 
were big dimples in the sides of his ass. Suddenly 
Billy broke for the toilet, turning to climb up and 
sit down. I could feel the water shift down inside of 
me and my butt started to open up and I could barely 
hold it in, but at least Billy was in more trouble 
than me. I quickly moved to get on the toilet before I 
had an accident. 

As I started to climb up on the seat, there stood 
Billy, a wolfish grin on his face. He'd tricked me 
into thinking he was about to lose it, and now I was 
in trouble. There was no way I could stop what was 
coming after I'd told my asshole that relief was on 
the way. I barely got up on the seat when my asshole 
opened up and a long solid stream of water shot out of 
my ass. Lumps of stuff balling through my chute and 
making the water spurt and splash.

Billy laughed in triumph, but he suddenly grabbed his 
ass and cried out, "Daddy!"

Daddy quickly grabbed Billy under the arms and sat him 
down on the toilet seat. Billy's ass didn't even touch 
the seat when I saw a stream of brown colored water 
shoot out of his butt into the toilet. Billy moaned 
out loud and started shaking all over, making the 
water spurt out of his ass in loud splashes timed to 
his spasms. Daddy got hold of Billy's little erection 
and started fingering his ass, which seemed to drive 
Billy completely nuts. He was thrashing around with 
his eyes rolled up into his head, yelling, "I'm 
cumming, I'm cumming!". Well, Billy still wasn't 
shooting anything, but every time he'd hunch forward 
Daddy would pinch the base of his now dark colored 
little pecker and stick one of his long fingers up 
into the thrashing boys asshole. When Billy'd hunch 
backwards, Daddy would pinch the head of his dick 
through the tight stretched foreskin and Billy would 
yell, "I'm cumming," again as another blast of water 
would shoot out of his ass and splatter into the bowl. 
Ever since then, Billy has always had more powerful 
asshole orgasms than cock shooting orgasms (though he 
loves plowing someone and squirting all inside them), 
and me and Daddy and Uncle Rob and Grandpa just love 
helping him.

Anyhow, Daddy had Billy going crazy and I was about to 
explode a load out of my cock because of the feeling 
in my ass and guts. I couldn't believe the feelings I 
was getting from my insides emptying that fast and all 
that water and lumpy stuff blasting through my 
asshole. I grabbed my dick and started flogging it to 
death but Daddy pushed my hand out of the way and 
grabbed my dick, balls and all, in his mouth and 
started sucking on me like he was starved to death for 
a drink of hot boy cum. Daddy used two fingers from 
his other hand to hold my asshole open and then 
suddenly jammed his middle finger up through the 
flowing water and shit up into my guts. My asshole 
expanded from the extra pressure and I immediately 
began shooting my Daddy's mouth full of large 
quantities of the juice he wanted so bad. Daddy used 
his finger to control the flow of turd laden water out 
of my guts and I just kept shooting in his mouth as 
long as the water flowed.

Before long, Billy and me were just laying there, 
sprawled back on the toilet tanks, exhausted and 
dribbling water out of our asses. With a satisfied 
grin and a huge hardon, Daddy got up and waived his 
hand back and forth in front of his nose. "Boy! You 
guys really stink!" We started laughing and trying to 
force more water and stink out of our asses. Daddy 
leaned forward and flushed both toilets and then 
walked across the room and washed his hands off in the 
shower, and then started filling the enema bags back 
up.



---end of part 2---



Billy and me wiped our butts and climbed down off the 
commodes. We were a little shaky legged from the 
orgasms we'd had, but full of energy and raring to go. 
Billy looked into the bowl of his toilet and then into 
mine.

"Wow! Look at all the do-do still in there!"

I leaned over to look. "Yeah. That's a lot of shit!" I 
joked.

Billy groaned at my joke. "You were full of shit!"

I looked into Billy's toilet, "So were YOU!"

"Not as much as you!"

Seconds later we were rolling around on the floor, 
trying to make each other admit to being full of shit. 
Neither one of us was going to admit to that, but we 
were having a lot of fun wrestling, at least until we 
rolled up against Daddy's legs. He looked down at us 
and hooked his thumb over his shoulder.

"You boys hit the showers and get cleaned up!"

"Aw, Daddy, do we have to?"

Daddy swung for my butt, but I scrabbled away on my 
hands and knees, Billy right alongside me. We 
skittered out of the way and jumped to our feet, hands 
to our ears going "Na, na, na!". Turning to waggle our 
butts at Daddy as we teased, "Can't get us!" Daddy 
feinted to the left and we ducked to the right, right 
into his arms. He tucked one of us under either arm 
with us struggling to escape and hollering, "No fair!" 
the whole time. Daddy paid us no never-mind, just 
carried us over to the showers, set us down and 
swatted our butts.

"Ow!" "Ouch! That hurt!"

"Now get yourselves cleaned up!"

"You don't play fair!"

"I'll show you 'play fair' across your butts if you 
don't get under that shower!"

We got under the shower together, but stuck our 
tongues out at Daddy. "Meanie!" "Bully!" "Just cuz 
you're bigger, you think you can pick on us." "Yeah, 
what he said!"

"You want me to come back over there?" Said Daddy from 
where he was cleaning the toilets again.

"You and what army?" "Yeah, you and what army?"

"Me, myself, and I," said Daddy, putting away the 
toilet brush and stalking back over to us.

I looked at Billy and Billy looked at me. "Uh-oh!" we 
said together. I winked at Billy and yelled, "Get 
'um". We jumped on Daddy and pretty soon all three of 
us were wallowing around on the wet floor. Billy and 
me laughing and straining to overcome Daddy. Daddy 
fighting back just enough to keep us from winning. We 
were really trying to get Daddy down on his back, and 
almost did it a couple of times. Daddy finally grabbed 
the both of us and held us to his sides. Then he took 
a deep breath and blew it out.

"I swear, I just don't know where you boys get all the 
energy! You're going to wear your poor old daddy out."

We both laughed and hugged Daddy. "Your enema gave us 
lots of energy, Daddy." Billy said.

"Yeah. Those enemas made us feel really good, Daddy," 
I said.

Billy pointed up at the bulging full enema bags. "Are 
you going to give us another enema, Daddy?"

"Are you, Dad?"

"Yes, boys. The first one got out all of the big 
stuff. This one will get out the little stuff, and 
then I'll give you one more just to make sure you're 
clean inside. Does that sound OK?"

"Sure, Daddy. That sounds great, " I eagerly replied.

"Why are the bags bulging like that, Daddy?" asked 
Billy.

"Because you boys are going to get more water this 
time, Billy. We got a lot of shit out of you, so 
there's more room. Besides, I want to really fill you 
boys up this time so I can feel how tight your bellies 
can get. It makes me really horny to see you guys full 
like that and to feel how nice your tummies are when 
you're bulging like that."

"Are you going to fuck us this time with the water in 
us, Daddy?" Billy asked.

"No. I'm going to save that for another time. I 
thought you boys were going to give me an enema this 
time?"

"Can we!?" "Cool!" "All right!" "Yeah!"

"Once I get you boys filled up, I want you to give me 
my enema. That way I can feel your bellies while 
you're filling mine up with enema water."

"That'd be cool, Dad," I said.

Billy pushed loose and moved over by the nozzles and 
assumed the enema position with his chest on the floor 
and his butt in the air. I quickly joined him and 
impatiently called out to Daddy, "Come on Daddy, we're 
ready."

Daddy got the jar of Vaseline and moved behind us and 
started finger fucking us with fresh lubricant. "I 
want to make sure you boys stay nice and lubed up so 
that the water doesn't burn you coming out. How do 
your buttholes feel?"

"That feels really, really good, Daddy," I said. "I 
sure wish you'd fuck me with something bigger than 
just your finger, Daddy. My behind really needs a good 
fuck to make it feel just perfect. It itches and 
tickles and tingles up inside there and I need you to 
give me a good fucking, Daddy, or at least let Billy 
fuck me. Please?" Billy just moaned even louder as 
Daddy pushed a second finger up inside of each of us.

"I know how it feels, boys. A good enema just makes 
you feel like you want to have the longest, hardest 
fuck you can get, doesn't it!"

"Oh, ummmmm, yes, Daddy. I want my asshole plowed 
soooo bad!" 

"Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. Please, Daddy. Fuck 
me. Fuck me hard, Daddy." Billy begged.

Daddy was using three fingers on each of us now. Using 
hard, jerky motions to work our assholes over good and 
open them up into puffy, swollen holes that he could 
make do whatever he wanted. Billy and I were banging 
legs trying to open up even further for Daddy. We were 
both sobbing and begging Daddy to fuck us. Daddy 
lifted us both up and raised one knee to horizontal 
and draped us both across his leg. Then he gave each 
of us a good solid spanking. Ten maybe fifteen swats 
each. I started humping Daddy's leg in time with his 
swats, and shot my white stuff all over his leg, 
begging him to swat me even harder to help get the 
juice out. Daddy gave me four or five really quick, 
solid whacks that really help finish me off and then 
started laying into Billy really good while I 
recovered and enjoyed the lazy feeling. Billy squealed 
and climbed up over my back, hooking his legs around 
Daddy's leg as he humped his smooth groin all over 
Daddy's hairy leg. Billy bit into my shoulder and 
screamed as he started to tremble all over. I just 
rubbed my hand down his back and slipped my finger 
down into his hot hole to fingerfuck him as Daddy gave 
him a last few licks across his tight ass. Billy 
sagged across my back and I rolled over enough to lock 
lips with him. Billy's lips were all swollen and as 
hot as our butts.

Daddy set us back down on the warm floor as we gave 
each other passionate, lazy, deep tongue kisses as 
Daddy slipped the hoses into us and turned the water 
on. We were both so relaxed that the water just seemed 
to flow in without any resistance at all until we were 
both so swollen up that we looked just like my friend 
Jimmy's big sister when she got knocked up by Johnny 
Parker in High School.

Daddy pulled the hoses out and helped us get to our 
feet, feeling our bellies and kissing us all over. 
Sucking on our hard wieners and licking our stretched 
tummies and feeling our holes without sticking his 
fingers inside at all. Billy and I kept kissing until 
Daddy joined us and turned it into a three-way kiss 
that made all of us feel really horny. Daddy let Billy 
and me feel all over his big cock and balls and kept 
feeling us all over.

Daddy was licking our ears and then he just nuzzled up 
against us and quietly asked, "You boys ready to give 
me my enema now? I really need a good enema. Please?"

Billy kissed Daddy and said, "Sure, Daddy. We'll give 
you your enema now. You've been so nice to us we want 
to give you a really good one. But you need to help 
us, OK?"

"Sure, Billy. What do you want me to do?" Daddy asked.

Pointing up, Billy said, "Fill up both of the enema 
bags with warm water, Daddy. ALL the way full."

"Ohhhh," Daddy moaned. "You boys are really going to 
give me a good enema, aren't you?"

"Yes, Daddy," Billy said. "We're going to give you the 
best enema you've ever had.  We promise, huh, Davy!"

"That's right, Daddy. Billy and me are going to give 
you the best enema ever! Promise!"

Moaning, Daddy got up quickly and started filling up 
the enema bags and hanging them back on the wall 
hooks. Billy got the jar of Vaseline and we both got 
handfuls of the greasy stuff. Daddy got done hanging 
the red enema bags and Billy pointed to the floor.

"Get down here Daddy. Chest on the floor and butt up 
in the air. Daddy hurried to do exactly as his swollen 
bellied little boy told him to do. As soon as Daddy 
was in position, both Billy and I started pulling his 
big, strong buttcheeks apart and rubbing gobs of 
Vaseline all over his butt. Pushing it up inside was 
really hard because Daddy's butthole was really tight.

"Loosen up, Daddy! You're too tight!" Billy ordered.

You could tell that Daddy really tried to loosen up 
his butt, but it was still really tight and our 
fingers just weren't strong enough to open him up.

"I know!" Billy said, and pointed to where he wanted 
me to stand. Once I'd moved Billy started spanking 
Daddy's ass. I got the idea quickly and started 
spanking Daddy on my side. It was a good thing that 
Billy was left handed and I was right handed, because 
that meant we could both spank Daddy with all our 
strength. Pretty soon, we were spanking Daddy 
together, as hard as we could. Daddy was just moaning 
and moving his butt around a little bit. Billy tested 
Daddy's asshole a few times but it wasn't until 
Daddy's behind was really red that Billy finally said, 
"OK. I think that's enough. He feels pretty loose 
now."

I looked down and, it might have been shower water, 
but I think Daddy was crying a little bit. That made 
my dick get even harder as we started pushing the 
Vaseline up inside of Daddy again. Daddy was moaning 
and wiggling his ass around as Billy and me worked at 
his hole with all twenty fingers. It must have felt 
like caterpillars crawling all over his butt as our 
little fingers played around and impatiently awaited 
their turns at his hole.@@@

In frustration, Billy finally said, "Daddy, our 
fingers are just too short. We just can't get the 
Vaseline stuff all the way in there."

"That's OK Billy, what you guys are doing feels just 
great!" Daddy said.

"But if we don't get it all the way up in there the 
water might hurt you coming out, Daddy." 

"Yeah, Daddy. We need to do this right so you don't 
get hurt. You took care of us and we want to take care 
of you right."

"Well, that's right boys. You really should get the 
Vaseline all over." Daddy thought a little bit, and 
then said, "OK. I'll tell you what. Davy, you get your 
fingers out of there and hold my buttcheeks apart so 
Billy can get in there easy. Billy, you get all four 
fingers in there. Your hand is small and you should be 
able to get it up into my butt. Maybe that will give 
you enough reach. OK?"

"Yeah! That'll work, Daddy!" I said as I moved my 
hands to do like Daddy had told me to do. "OK, Billy. 
See if you can get your hand in there."

"OK. But, Daddy, this isn't going to hurt you, is it?"

"I don't think so Billy, but if it does, I'll tell 
you, OK?"

"OK, Daddy. But you have to promise to tell me if it 
hurts."

"I promise, Billy. I don't want you boys to hurt me, 
and I don't want to hurt you boys."

"Well, sometimes sex hurts, Daddy. But it's a really 
good kind of hurt if you're careful, the way you are."

"That's right Billy. So, make my asshole hurt really, 
really good. OK?"

"You got it, Daddy!"

Billy started pushing on his fingers. Two fingers went 
in really easy, so Billy pulled them right out and 
stuck three fingers in there. Daddy's butt lips were a 
little puffy, and I could see Billy's fingers push the 
puffy part back inside. He worked the three fingers 
around for a little bit and then pulled them out and 
scooped up some more Vaseline and pushed it up inside 
Daddy's hole with the same three fingers. It was 
easiest to have his fingers up and down, but he was 
able to rotate his hand to make it easier to grease up 
the other side of Daddy's ass.

"How's that feel, Daddy?"

Taking a deep breath, Daddy said, "That feels great, 
Billy. How many fingers are you using?"

"Three, Daddy."

"See if you can get four in there, Billy, and really 
work that hole over."

"Yes, Sir. I'll try."

Billy pulled his hand out and slicked it up really 
good with more Vaseline from Daddy's ass. Then, 
sticking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth in 
concentration, his big belly shaking with the effort, 
he carefully worked all four fingers of his right hand 
up inside of Daddy's distended hole, palm and all.

"How's that, Daddy?" Billy asked.

Moaning, Daddy panted, "Yeah, Billy. That's great. Now 
work your hand around in there. Yeah. Like that. 
Harder, Billy. Harder. Go ahead and really work on 
that asshole, boy. Ooooooooh, Yeeeeah! Like that. 
Ooooooh, ummmmmm. Ahhhhhh! Yeah, Billy. Yeah, Boy. Do 
it. Fuck my ass with your hand. Fuck me good!"

Billy was really working hard, sweat starting down his 
forehead and face as he worked on Daddy's ass. A half-
crazed grin on his face and a gleam in his eyes. He 
was loving this. I let go of one cheek of Daddy's ass 
and slapped it hard. "Get it, Daddy! Get Billy's hand. 
Work that ass on Billy's hand the way you make me work 
my ass on your dick, Daddy!"

Moaning and panting, Daddy demanded, "Yeah. Work that 
ass, boys! Plow me, Billy! Smack that ass till it 
works right Davy. Paddle it HARD!"

We worked Daddy's ass over until we were both tired, 
and then took a rest. Billy stared at his hand and 
then looked up at me with that devil look in his eye 
that he got when he'd thought up some new way to get 
us into trouble. Winking at me, he looked back down at 
his hand. Putting his thumb on his palm and sort of 
folding his fingers over, Billy pushed really hard and 
his whole hand slid up inside of Daddy's behind.

Daddy groaned, "Oooooh, yeaaaaaaaaah! Oooooooooh. Fist 
fuck me, Billy! Ahhhhhhhhhhah, yes! Fuck that ass, 
boy!"

Grinning, Billy started fucking Daddy like his arm was 
a big cock. I couldn't believe how horny that made me. 
I climbed up on Daddy's back facing his ass and 
started kicking him in the sides and spanking his butt 
with both hands.

"Work that ass, Daddy. Help Billy fuck you with his 
big cock, Daddy!"

Billy had hold of Daddy's balls in one hand, and was 
pulling back on them every time he fucked forward with 
his arm. He stopped suddenly and I could see the 
muscles in his forearm working like he was moving his 
hand around inside of Daddy.

"Come here, Davy," Billy said.

I climbed off of Daddy's back and went over beside 
Billy.

"Grease your hand up. Yeah, get it really slick."

I did like Billy told me too and looked at him 
questioningly.

Billy kept hold of Daddy's balls and kept Daddy still 
as he pulled his arm out of the hole. With just his 
fingers in Daddy's hole, Billy told me to get my hand 
in there. I looked at him quizzically and he said, "Go 
ahead, get your hand in there before it closes up."

I grinned and slipped my fingers into Daddy's hole as 
Billy pulled his out. I tried to push my hand into 
Daddy's ass, but he moaned and moved forward. Billy 
jerked back on his balls and slapped his ass really 
hard.

"Hold still. Davy's going to stuff his hand in there 
and I don't want to have to pull your balls off!"

Pulling on Daddy's big ball sack, Billy pushed on my 
elbow until my entire hand was inside the loose part 
of Daddy's guts.

"Yeah! Oh Yeah! Do it. Fuck me!" Dad hollered, his 
asshole clenching and almost crushing my arm.

"Go ahead. Open your hand and feel up inside of him." 
Billy told me.

I did like Billy told me and pushed my arm in even 
further, making Daddy groan some more. It sounded like 
he was having a great time. I didn't groan like that 
until Daddy had me just about to cum. There was 
something in there and felt around on it and suddenly 
pulled my hand back. "Yuck! He's got a big turd up in 
there."

Laughing, Billy said, "Yeah. Let's get it out of 
there!"

Carefully, I pulled my hand out and Billy told me to 
get one of the hoses. Still holding onto Daddy's 
balls, Billy stuck the hose into Daddy's ass and told 
me to 'Let 'er rip!'. I opened up the metal clamp 
thing and we could hear the water start into Daddy. He 
moaned as the slightly cool water started into him and 
Billy and I grinned at each other.

It didn't take very long for the big bag to run into 
Daddy. Billy pulled the nozzle out and then pulled 
Daddy back under the shower, nearer to the wall, by 
his balls.

"OK, Davy. It's your turn," Billy said, "Stick the 
other tube in his ass!"

I did like Billy said and then Billy used both hands 
to unsnap the other clamp so the water could flow into 
Daddy. Then he climbed up and stood on the top of 
Daddy's butt. I used one hand on Billy's leg to help 
him balance and used my other hand to hold the nozzle 
in Daddy's ass. Grinning at me, Billy unhooked the 
enema bag from the wall and held it under the shower 
spray so that the water kept spraying down on Daddy 
and me, but was keeping the bag full at the same time.

Me and Billy were having an awful time trying to keep 
from laughing out loud. I kept looking under Daddy, 
and his belly kept getting bigger and bigger. 
Suddenly, Billy tumbled down on me as Daddy grabbed 
his ass and bolted across the room. The nozzle popped 
out of his butt and he was barely over the pot when 
water and shit poured out of him like a fire hose. 
Billy and I got untangled, laughing like crazy, when I 
decided I'd better get on the pot myself. The sounds 
of Daddy going was the last straw for me.

I'd just barely got on the pot and opened up my guts 
when Billy came hurrying over, holding his ass and 
looking around desperately for a place to go. Daddy 
picked him up and sat him down on his lap in front of 
his deflating belly. Billy looked up at Daddy with a 
worried look on his face.

"It's OK, Billy. Go ahead and let go. We can take a 
shower when you're done."

Billy's face quickly changed from pained to disbelief 
to mixed love/admiration/relief as he let go and 
blasted his hard-held water all over Daddy's groin. 
Daddy moaned deep down in his chest and leaned back 
against the toilet tank. I could hear his and Billy's 
water just pouring into the bowl and echoing around 
even over the noise I was making shitting my own water 
out. Daddy was wiggling around and moaned loudly 
again. Suddenly he pulled Billy's legs completely over 
the outside of his thighs and reached down between 
their legs and started jacking off like a madman. Less 
than a minute later he yelled out, "Davy! Get over 
here and get this!"

I looked down between my legs were the water was still 
coming out in long streams. "But, Daddy..."

"Don't worry about it son. We'll hose down the floor 
later. Now come get this!"

I quickly slid off the toilet seat, clenching my butt, 
and hurried over between Daddy's legs. I dropped down 
on my knees and saw Daddy's hand racing up and down 
his thick shaft and over the hugely swollen head of 
his dark purple cockhead, lubricated by the water from 
Billy's guts. The slot in the end of Daddy's dick was 
weeping and swelling open and the water from his 
insides stunk pretty good, but the water from Billy 
was pretty clear and didn't stink at all. I figured 
that I'd kissed Billy's butt anyway, so what the hell 
and got my mouth over the end of Daddy's cock just as 
he started blasting wads of cum stuff into my mouth. 
His hand banged into my nose a couple of times before 
he realized that I was sucking him off. Daddy's legs 
went out to the sides and he came dangerously close to 
splattering his dirty water out of the bowl and onto 
me at the same time that Billy slipped down his belly 
and did spray his water all over me. My butt gave up 
the struggle and sprayed water all over the cabana 
floor as I gulped down mouthful after mouthful of 
Daddy's hot cum and took a shower in Billy's butt 
water.

A long time later, Daddy picked up two exhausted boys 
and carried us over under the still running shower. He 
rinsed the three of us off and then set us boys down 
on our feet before getting the hose and quickly 
cleaning up the mess we'd made. He looked down into 
the toilet he'd been sitting on before flushing it and 
when he turned off the hose and came back over he 
grinned at us boys. "Man. I've never been cleaned out 
like that! That was the best enema I've ever had!"

"You're not mad at us for pulling a trick on you, are 
you, Daddy?" I asked.

Daddy chuckled, "No. No. I'm not upset with you guys. 
That was an incredible experience." He grinned at us 
and lifted his eyebrow, "But that doesn't mean that 
I'm not going to get back at you for that sometime."

Laughing, Billy and me grabbed Daddy around the waist 
and gave him big hugs. Daddy reached down and patted 
our backs. "Come on, boys. One final rinse and we're 
done."

Still holding onto Daddy's waist, Billy looked up at 
him and asked, "You're not going to trick us, are you, 
Daddy?"

"No. One small bag for each of you and one big bag for 
me, and that's all. Now come on and let's get this 
done."



---end of part 3---



Billy and I got down on the floor in position, heads 
resting on forearms and butts up in the air, and 
grinned up at Daddy. "You do us first, OK, Daddy?"

"Sure boys. Let me lube you back up again first." 
Daddy got two fingers of Vaseline on both hands and 
then got behind us. Our bottoms were really sensitive, 
Billy even flinched a little bit when Daddy first 
pushed on his puffy ass lips, but Daddy's fingers 
quickly made us feel really good. Daddy knew just how 
to treat his boys. Once Billy and me were stiff dicked 
and happy, Daddy stood up and filled the bags, closely 
watched by Billy. He bent over and plugged a hose into 
each of us at the same time. It didn't hurt at all and 
Billy and me just wiggled our butts as daddy reached 
back and opened up the clamps, filling us with the now 
familiar feeling of flowing water in our guts. I don't 
know about Billy, because I forgot to ask, but it felt 
really good to me. All warm and pushing against my 
insides in a super nice way. I was sorry when the 
water quit running and Daddy gently removed the hoses 
from us. I really wished that there had been more 
water in the enema bag. I'd have to tell Daddy so he 
could fill it up more the next time. I wondered how 
long it would be before I could use the big bag -- and 
fill it up.

Daddy patted our butts and said, "You guys ready to do 
me boys?"

We quickly got to our feet and Billy said, "Aren't you 
going to kiss our tummys, Daddy?" "Yeah, Daddy. Aren't 
you going to kiss our bellies and see how nice they 
feel?" I said, rubbing my distended tummy.

Daddy got down on his knees and cupped a hand around 
each of our behinds and kissed us on the lips. "Of 
course I am, boys." He gave Billy's tummy a big wet 
kiss. "You know how good your tummies feel to me like 
this." He wrapped his arms around us and stroked our 
tummy's while he was giving my tummy a long, sloppy 
kiss, running his tongue around the inside of my belly 
button which made me giggle. My bellybutton went in, 
but Billy's stuck out a little and Daddy wrapped his 
lips around it and sucked on it with loud slurping 
sounds which made Billy start laughing hysterically, 
holding his butt with his hands to keep from loosing 
his water and trying to beg Daddy to stop. Daddy 
finally stopped and gave both of us a big kiss on the 
lips and then got down into position. "Give each other 
a kiss, and then give me my enema, boys." Daddy said.

Billy and I hugged each other, rubbing our big bellies 
together, and kissed each other. "Having you for a 
brother is the best thing ever, Davy" Billy said.

I blushed, and gave Billy another kiss and played with 
his stiff little cock and tight ball sack a little 
bit.

"Come on," Billy said. "Let's give Daddy his enema. 
Daddy? Do you want us to lube you up again?"

"Yes. Please, boys."

We got some Vaseline on our hands and started lubing 
Daddy up. He was much looser this time and Billy's 
hand went in much easier when he pushed it against 
Daddy's hole. I think Daddy was surprised, but he just 
took a deep breath and pushed his big butt back to 
open it up more for Billy.

Billy wiggled his hand around inside of Daddy for a 
while and then a funny look came across his face and 
he grinned at me. He pointed at his forearm and it 
only took me a few seconds to understand his gestures. 
I shook my head 'No,' but Billy grinned and lifted my 
hand up to his arm. I shrugged and figured, 'What the 
heck!' and wiped the Vaseline off my hands onto 
Billy's forearm.

As I greased up his arm, Billy started working it into 
Daddy's ass the same way Daddy worked his big cock 
into our asses. By the time Billy's forearm was 
halfway in, Daddy had started moaning in a really sexy 
way. By the time Billy was in to the elbow, Daddy was 
begging.

"Yeah! That's it. Grease me up good boys. Fistfuck 
that ass good. Do me boys, get that hot ass ready for 
anything. Do it!"

Me and Billy looked at each other in amazement and 
then, grinning, looked down at Daddy's ass. This is 
called 'fistfucking'! That made sense. I saw the 
muscles in Billy's arm move as he closed his hand and 
made a fist inside of Daddy. Billy's bony elbow was 
right next to Daddy's asshole, which was chewing on 
Billy's arm like Granny's toothless mouth working on a 
piece of hard candy.

I got some more Vaseline on my hands and started 
slathering up Billy's upper arm. Billy just grinned 
even wider and started working the rest of his arm 
into Daddy as carefully as Daddy worked his joint into 
us. When Billy's big elbow joint started inside, I 
though Daddy was going to go into orbit. Billy grabbed 
Daddy's big balls again and pulled him back down into 
position, and then his arm just sort of slid into 
Daddy right up to the elbow. Daddy was up on his toes 
with his legs really wide spread, begging Billy to "Do 
it! Do it!" 

Billy pulled his arm back until his fist made Daddy's 
asshole stick out like a volcano. I greased Billy up 
some more and he slid back in, all the way in and then 
back out. Billy kept fucking Daddy with his arm, 
sometimes stirring his arm around and sometimes just 
flexing his arm and Daddy was getting really wild.

Billy pointed at my arm with his nose and I got a big 
grin on my face and quickly greased up my own arm. As 
soon as I was ready Billy pulled back again, but 
didn't stop this time. Instead, he slowly and 
carefully pulled his doubled up fist all the way out. 

As his fist went through the asshole, Daddy went sort 
of rigid and trembly all over, panting, "Unh, unh, 
unh, unnnnnnnnh."

I took Daddy's balls from Billy and, as his fist came 
out, put my larger fist against Daddy's hole and 
pushed my way inside.

"Ahhhhhhgggggh. Yes, Davy. Fuck Daddy, son. Fuck your 
Daddy with your fist boy. Ohhhhhhhh, that feels sooooo 
good! Ohhhhhhhh, yessssssss!"

Daddy got really crazy when my much bigger elbow went 
into him and I figured I'd just leave it in there for 
a while. I couldn't believe how neat it felt in there, 
all warm and velvety and smooth. I was feeling around, 
just enjoying myself when Billy came back and slid the 
nozzle of the enema bag past my arm and into Daddy. 
Grinning at me, Billy popped the clamp open. I 
couldn't believe how neat it was, feeling that warm 
water running down my arm and into Daddy.

"Clean him out really good now, Davy," Billy said.

Daddy started getting really wild and I asked him if 
he was OK. "Yes. Oh, yesssss, Davy. Make Daddy feel 
good. You're making Daddy feel so good, boys."

I grinned at Billy and started splashing the water 
around inside of Daddy, using my hand like a swim fin 
to slosh the water around. Daddy was so excited that 
he was fucking my arm with his ass and wiggling around 
all over the place. Billy was getting really excited 
watching us and was rubbing his dickie with his hand. 
All of a sudden, he couldn't stand it any more and 
rushed around to Daddy's head. Without even asking, 
Billy grabbed  Daddy by the ears and stuck his 
erection into Daddy's mouth and started fucking him as 
he could. I could hear Daddy slurping on him. Excited, 
I started jerking on Daddy's balls and fucking him 
hard with my arm.

Daddy went rigid again and took his mouth off of 
Billy's dick. "My dick! My dick! I'm coming, get my 
dick!" he yelled.

Billy slid down underneath of Daddy but I saw white 
stuff splatter all over his face before he could get 
Daddy's dick in his mouth. As Daddy went back down on 
his dick, Billy wrapped his legs around the back of 
Daddy's head and I could hear him start whining like 
he did when he was cumming. Clear water started 
shooting out of his ass and he just whined and sucked 
on Daddy's dick even louder as he sprayed water all 
over the floor. I was so horny I HAD to fuck 
SOMETHING! I pulled my arm out of Daddy, but before I 
could get my dick in there Daddy was spraying water 
all over me. I stuck my dick in him anyway and it was 
wonderful. The warm water rushed by my dick, pushing 
against my balls and belly. The feelings made me start 
cumming almost immediately. I bent my knees and lifted 
up on my toes and water started shooting out of my ass 
at high pressure. It felt like my whole body was 
cumming. Daddy and me were screaming and Billy was 
whining almost as loud as we all three blasted our cum 
loads and sprayed water all over the cabana at the 
same time.

In a minute or so, we were all laying on the floor in 
a pile. Dazed, panting, water drooling out of our 
asses and cum leaking from our dick's we just laid 
there, moaning, exhausted, and very, very happy.

Daddy finally got us up and under the shower. He 
started carefully washing both of use and before long 
Billy and I were full of energy again, a bit dazed, 
but happy and wanting to play some more. Daddy was 
laughing and kept telling us what a handful we were 
for an old man, how much he loved us, and how happy we 
made him. We just giggled and danced around, hugging 
and teasing Daddy and asking him, if he was so old, 
how come his thing was hard again. Daddy just laughed 
some more and kept washing me.

Daddy got done washing me and started on Billy so I 
got the water hose and turned it on. It was kind of 
fun to make the water sheet across the floor and down 
the drain. I was really enjoying myself when Daddy 
turned the water off. I looked over and Billy was 
standing there, all wet, his blond hair plastered down 
across his forehead, his stiff little wiener pointed 
right at me. Daddy picked me up and put me on his hip, 
my legs automatically wrapping around his waist as he 
gave me a big kiss.

"That's my good boy, Davy. You're always helping your 
Daddy, aren't you!"

"It was fun, Daddy. I didn't mind."

Daddy gave me a big hug and Billy sounded off, "Daddy, 
can we go swimming now?"

"Let me grease you boys' bottoms first so you don't 
get sore back there, OK"

I slid down Daddy's side and bent over in front of 
him. Billy quickly joined me and we both got a good 
greasing and fingering.

"Can we go swimming now, Daddy?" I asked.

"Sure. Whoa! Whoa! Before you run off. Do you boys 
want hamburgers or hot dogs?"

"Hamburgers!" "Hamburgers!"

"OK! Hamburgers coming up. Now skedadle!"

I hugged Daddy's neck and then ran after Billy out to 
the swimming pool, Daddy yelling for us to walk and be 
more careful. When Daddy first let me swim naked with 
him I'd thought it was the most wonderful thing ever. 
I loved the way the water moved all over me, but even 
more, I loved seeing my Daddy naked. When I found out 
he didn't mind me playing with him in the water, the 
chance to actually touch my Daddy's naked body was 
wonderful. Our favorite game was for me to hold onto 
his shoulders as he swam. I'd hold onto him whether he 
was swimming on his front or back, or even underwater. 
Daddy and me were swimming together in the dark one 
night when we had sex the first time. I will always 
love being in the water naked with someone.

Billy was lots of fun to be in the water with. He swam 
really good and was always thinking up new games. 
Daddy swore that he'd never get the two of us out of 
the water if we didn't get hungry once in a while. 
Billy and I were involved in some complicated game 
that involved ducking underwater and sucking on each 
other when we heard Daddy call. We swam over to the 
side of the pool and Daddy told us to get out and come 
to him for a minute. We climbed out of the pool and -- 
walked, not ran -- over to Daddy. He had a white 
picnic plate with a couple of the big Polish hot dogs 
he liked laying on one of the chaise lounges.

"I'm getting dinner ready for you boys, and I'd like 
your help getting my dinner ready. Is that OK with you 
boys?"

I looked at Billy and he looked at me. Neither of us 
wanted to quit swimming, but we'd do just about 
anything for Daddy. We shrugged at each other and I 
spoke for us, "Sure, Daddy. What do you want us to 
do?"

Daddy smiled at us and tried to ruffle our wet hair. 
"This won't keep you from swimming boys. I'm going to 
have hot dogs for dinner and I want you boys to heat 
them up for me."

Puzzled, Billy and me looked at each other again. 
Shrugging, Billy answered for us this time, "Sure, 
Daddy. But I thought you didn't want us to get too 
near the bar-b-que?"

"That won't be a problem, boys." Daddy put his hands 
on the smalls of our backs to guide us. "Just lay down 
on chaise for me and I'll take care of everything."

Mystified, Billy and me looked at each other 
quizzically and allowed ourselves to be laid across 
the chaise lounge on our bellies, resting on our 
elbows with our legs hanging over the edge. We 
shrugged at each other and looked back over our 
shoulders to see what Daddy was doing. He used one 
hand to spread the cheeks of Billy's butt and picked 
up one of the big Polish hot dogs in his other hand. 
Billy and I looked at each other with big eyes and 
started giggling uncontrollably as Daddy started 
working that big sausage into Billy's butthole. It 
wasn't long before Daddy started working on my butt. 
That hot dog was sort of cold, but I opened right up 
for Daddy when he gave me his signal by tapping his 
finger on the ring of my rosebud. It was really smooth 
going in and Daddy even fucked it back and forth a few 
times to make it feel even better. Billy was laughing 
a lot at the look on my face as my Daddy fucked me 
with that big hunk of meat. I really loved having my 
butt fucked and I wasn't going to waste any of this 
new experience by paying attention to my silly 
brother. Daddy finally slid the rest of that long 
sausage up inside me, using his finger to make sure it 
was seated solidly all the way up in there.

Rubbing our behinds, Daddy said, "How's that feel, 
boys?"

"It's kinda cold, Daddy. But it really fills me up and 
feels nice." Billy said.

"Yeah, Daddy. It is kinda cold. But it feels really 
good. Sorta like I need to take a big shit."

"You boys think you can keep my dinner in there and 
warm it up for me?

"Sure, Daddy." "You bet, Daddy."

Swatting us on the butts, Daddy kissed each of us 
right on the butthole. "That's my boys! Now, you guys 
go play while I get your dinner ready."

We jumped up and hugged Daddy, assuring him that we'd 
take good care of his dinner and get it good and warm 
for him. Daddy rubbed our butts and kissed us, then 
patted our fannies and sent us back to the swimming 
pool.

Me and Billy laughed and giggled about what Daddy was 
using our butts for, but soon returned to our games 
and were having a great time until Billy suddenly 
grabbed his butt, "Davy, it's coming out and I can't 
stop it. 

While Billy held his butt, I pulled him out of the 
deep water. I felt between his buttcheeks and Daddy's 
hot dog was sticking out a little bit. I used my 
finger to stick it back up in there, but it started 
coming back out right away. I stuck my finger back 
inside Billy and lead him over to the steps leading 
down into the pool. I sat down on one of the steps and 
pulled Billy down on my lap. My dick kept that hot dog 
where it belonged much better that my finger had. 
Billy was wiggling around in my lap and giggling. I 
held him in place and he kept telling me how odd it 
felt with my dick sticking in him and the hot dog 
trying to get out.

Billy didn't need to try and tell me anything. My own 
hot dog was pushing against my butt ring and between 
Billy's butt clenching and twisting on my dickshaft 
and the hot dog bumping into my dickhead, I was having 
some pretty amazing feelings myself. I spurted into 
Billy right off, and as we sat there, trying to calm 
things down a bit, I spurted two more times. With all 
the stimulation, my dick wasn't even pretending to get 
soft and just kept feeling better and better. I was 
just getting ready to lay Billy down on the tiles next 
to the pool and give him a good butt fucking when 
Daddy called us over to eat.

We climbed out of the pool and laughed and teased our 
way over to Daddy. He had the chaise lounge set up 
with a low table on one side and one of those beach 
chairs that sit right down on the ground on the other 
side.  Daddy was sitting in the little chair and 
arranged us on either side of him, laying on our 
bellies again. On the table in front of us was our 
dinner. Big glasses of milk, a bright colored finger 
salad with carrot sticks, baby corn, celery and some 
pickled vegetables. Fresh grilled buns with the little 
seeds all over them held our hamburgers with lettuce 
and tomato and pickle and the great bar-b-que sauce 
that Daddy made himself. A big pile of potato chips 
finished off a great looking dinner.

Us boys looked back at Daddy. He had a try with a 
plate and a big glass of milk. He had salad and potato 
chips on his plate, but that was all. "You forgot the 
buns for your hot dogs, Daddy," I said.

With a big grin on his face, Daddy put his hands on 
our butts and smiled, "Oh no, boys. I didn't forget 
anything. I've already put my hotdogs in the buns."

Billy looked startled, and then cracked up laughing. I 
just looked at Daddy and shook my head. "Daddy, you 
have the WORST jokes!"

Daddy laughed deep down in his chest, "Yeah. But I'm a 
GREAT cook!"

I groaned and put my head down on my arms. I heard 
Daddy give Billy's buns a little slap, "Come on, 
Billy. Push my dinner out here. I'm hungry!"

Billy started laughing uncontrollably. Daddy had to 
put his hand on Billy's back to keep him from rolling 
off the chaise lounge. I couldn't control myself any 
more and started laughing too, dumb joke or not. 
"Daddy want's me to shit his dinner!" Billy roared, 
grunting and bearing down hard until his face was red. 
He collapsed, panting and laughing, having gone from 
almost loosing the hotdog to not being able to get it 
out at all.

Daddy smacked his buns again and pled, "Come on, 
Billy. Please let me have my dinner." 

Billy started laughing even louder, straining and 
trying to push out Daddy's dinner. Nothing happened by 
Billy collapsing in laughter again, totally unable to 
get his bowels to move the big Polish hotdog. Daddy 
started massaging Billy's behind and I slid my hand 
down his crack and started helping Daddy by massaging 
Billy's hole with my fingers. "Try to relax, Billy. 
We'll help you," I said.

A juicy little fart came out and then Billy's butthole 
started to bulge. "Oh. Oh, oh, oh! Here it comes, 
Daddy!" Billy panted, straining so hard his face was 
red again.

I felt the blunt end of Daddy's dinner start pushing 
the hole open and then Daddy's lips were right there. 
Billy's hole expanded and I felt it suddenly open wide 
as the warm meat slipped between my fingers into 
Daddy's lips. I felt his teeth go past and snick off 
his first mouthful of his well warmed dinner. Daddy 
leaned back and used his finger to push the rest of 
the hotdog back into Billy. Chewing, Daddy went, 
"Ummmm, mmmm, mmm! That's GOOD!" Then he got sort of a 
funny look on his face and smacked his lips a few 
times. He looked at his finger and then put it in his 
mouth and sucked it clean. "Did you put some 'Special 
Sauce' on my hotdog, Davy?"

"Yes, sir. It was going to come out of Billy in the 
swimming pool so I used my dick to hold it in place 
and gave it three good doses of 'Special Sauce', 
Daddy."

"Thank you, Davy. Your 'Special Sauce' goes really 
good on my hotdog. Yummy!"

"You're welcome, Daddy. I'm really glad you like it. 
Would you like some hotdog without special sauce now?"

"Sure. That sounds good, Davy." 

Daddy leaned over and I felt his lips on my butthole. 
His tongue tapped on my assring just like he did with 
his finger when he wanted me to open up so he could 
fuck me. I bore down and could feel the hotdog start 
moving inside of me, stretching my chute open as it 
moved towards Daddy's mouth. It felt great! Just like 
taking the biggest BM I could imagine, or like getting 
fucked from the inside out. Once the big blunt end of 
the hotdog pushed my buttlips open, it started to 
glide out of me in a long, quick slide deep into 
Daddy's mouth. Daddy finally stopped the hotdog with 
his tongue and almost immediately started spitting it 
back up my ass channel. I moaned deep in my throat as 
the thick sausage slid back inside of my empty guts 
and Daddy tucked it firmly up inside me with his stiff 
tongue. As soon as Daddy got his tongue out of the 
way, I pushed down again and shit the hotdog right 
back into Daddy's mouth. This time Daddy held the 
turgid intruder in his lips and gave me a pretty good 
fucking by moving his head back and forth, slamming 
his nose into my buttcrack on every forward movement.

My dick was really hard and leaking all over the place 
and when Daddy started twisting his head as well as 
face fucking me I thought I was going to cum. Daddy 
took my little balls between two fingers and pulled on 
them really hard to keep me from shooting my spunk. 
Billy held my shoulder in sympathy, and eagerness, as 
Daddy worked my butt over and I squealed like a stuck 
pig. Daddy showed me no mercy for several minutes but 
finally slipped the hotdog back up inside of me, 
tucking it into place with his tongue. Tentatively, 
almost afraid of what Daddy might do next, I grunted 
and the big tubeburger glided out of me again. Daddy's 
lips were waiting right at my portal and his tongue 
darted out at the first touch of the blunt end and 
stuffed it back up inside of me again. Daddy and I 
played around like this for a little bit until he 
finally let about an inch of his dinner back into his 
mouth. My butthole clenched in fear and I sucked the 
hotdog back up inside of me as I felt Daddy's teeth 
snap shut against the rim of my asshole. It's a good 
thing little boys don't have hemorrhoids, because 
Daddy would have snipped them off for sure.

Daddy leaned back and patted my butt. "Ummmm, mmmm, 
mmmm. That's some good hotdog. Real tasty! Now you 
boys eat your dinners before everything gets cold."

Billy and me laid there on our bellies eating our 
dinner. Daddy's bar-b-que sauce was the best ever and 
we were really hungry, which made everything taste 
even better. We talked about this and that, Billy and 
me getting sort of abstracted looks on our faces every 
time Daddy would tap our butts for another mouthful of 
hotdog.

I was about half-way through my hamburger when I 
turned around and looked over my shoulder. "Daddy? Can 
I have a bite of your hotdog?" I asked politely.

"Sure, son. You know I'm always willing to share with 
my boys. Come on around here and get a taste."

I pushed up off the chaise lounge and got behind Billy 
and dropped to my knees. I spread Billy open with my 
hands and looked up at Daddy. "That sure is a pretty 
behind, isn't it, Daddy!"

Daddy caressed Billy's bottom with his big hand. 
"Yeah. That's one of the prettiest butts I've ever 
seen, Davy."

"Is it prettier than mine, Daddy?"

"I don't know, Davy. I haven't made up my mind which 
of you boys has the prettiest butt yet. I think I'm 
going to have to do some more testing to figure that 
out."

"You can test my butt all you want, Daddy!"

"Mine too, Daddy. I want you to test my butt lots, and 
lots." Billy said.

"OK. But can we finish dinner first?"

Billy and I laughed and told Daddy we didn't want him 
to starve to death, so maybe we'd better finish 
dinner. I licked Billy's little bud and then tapped on 
it with my finger. "Come on, Mr. Pretty Butt. Let me 
taste Daddy's hot dog."

Billy laughed but pushed down and his butthole opened 
up. He was getting pretty good at that. I got my lips 
down there but as soon as my lips touched the hot dog, 
Billy sucked it back inside.

"No fair, Billy! Daddy, Billy's teasing and won't let 
me taste your hot dog."

Daddy reached over and swatted Billy's ass hard enough 
to make him bounce on the chaise lounge. "That's 
enough goofing around Billy. Let your brother have a 
taste."

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry."

"OK."

Billy pushed down and I bit off a piece of hot dog. 
Then I licked around on Billy's hole to make up for 
getting him in trouble. I stood up and rubbed Billy's 
bottom as I chewed the hot dog and swallowed it. 
"That's really good, Daddy. But it tastes like all the 
special sauce is gone. You want me to put some more in 
there?"

Daddy smiled at me and rubbed my stiffie. "Thanks, 
son. That would be really nice. Your "Special Sauce" 
makes the hot dog extra special."

"OK, Daddy. Is it OK, Billy?"

Billy spread his legs and looked over his shoulder. 
"Sure, Davy. Daddy really likes it, so put lots in 
there."

I bent over and slobbered spit all over Billy's hole 
and spit in my hand and rubbed it on my dick. With one 
easy push, I was inside Billy's hot hole and Daddy was 
rubbing his hand all over my butt and between our 
legs, feeling our little balls and where my dick went 
inside of Billy. Between Billy's tight hole and 
Daddy's hand, I came pretty quick, pumping a really 
good load of special sauce into Billy's butt. Daddy 
played with my balls until I was completely done 
shooting and then pulled me back and cleaned me up 
with his warm mouth. I flopped back down on the chaise 
lounge and Billy asked Daddy if he couldn't taste some 
of the hot dog from my butt.

"Sure, Billy. That'll be OK, won't it, Davy?"

"Sure, Daddy. Billy can kiss my butt anytime."

Billy sputtered and Daddy laughed and swatted my butt. 
"OK, Billy. You can taste my hot dog, but first I want 
to clean your butt up and get another mouthful of my 
dinner." 

Daddy cleaned up Billy really good and I saw him get a 
big mouthful of the brown log from Billy's ass. Daddy 
kissed Billy's butt and then gave it a swat. Billy got 
up and got behind me. I'd just taken a big bite of my 
hamburger when Billy buried his face right between the 
cheeks of my ass. I just laid my head down and let 
Billy's active little mouth make me feel wonderful. 
For all his goofing around, Billy was about the best 
brother a person could have, and he sure knew how to 
make me feel great! Once he got his tongue right up 
inside me, I pushed down and slid the hotdog into 
Billy's mouth. I could feel him sucking on it before 
he pushed it back inside of me with his tongue and 
lips. We played around like that for a while, pushing 
the hotdog back and forth, until Daddy plead with us, 
"Hey, come on guys. Quit playing around so I can have 
some dinner too."

We boys just grinned and I slipped the hotdog into 
Billy's mouth again and he took a big bite. "Ummmmmm. 
That's good, Daddy!" he said. Billy stood up behind me 
and slipped his wiener into my hole. "You want me to 
put some of my "Special Sauce" on Davy's hotdog, 
Daddy?"

Daddy leaned over and kissed Billy on the lips and 
felt around where his wiener was plugged into me. 
"Ummmm. I'd love that Billy. Heat that butt up for me 
and sprinkle some of that sweet clear juice of yours 
all over in there."

Daddy pinching Billy's balls and flipping his fingers 
against Billy's little stiffie soon had Billy humping 
my butt like one of my pet buck's breeding a doe. As 
soon as Daddy slipped three of his big fingers into 
Billy's ass he flopped down on my back, squealing and 
jittering is juice into my butt. When he finally 
collapsed, Daddy picked him up and gave him a big hug 
before laying him back down on the lounge. We finished 
off dinner in a quiet sort of daze.

Billy and I were done eating and Daddy had left just a 
little bit of hotdog in each of us. He laid down on 
the warm cement and had me crouch down with my 
butthole over his mouth and poop the last little bit 
into his mouth. As a special treat, Billy sucked on 
him while he was cleaning my stretched open butt. 
Billy and I quickly changed positions and I got to 
suck on Daddy while Billy pooped the last part of 
Daddy's dinner into his mouth.

Daddy cleaned up Billy's bottom and them pulled us 
both down and held us at his sides. He kissed us and 
put his fingers up inside our still slick butts. "That 
was the best dinner I've had in a long time boys. 
Thanks."

"Thank you, Daddy." "That was fun." "Yeah, I really 
liked that." "Can we do it again, Daddy?" "Yeah, 
Please, Daddy? Please."

"OK, OK. But, can I ask you boys a favor?"

"Sure, Daddy." "What do you want, Daddy?"

"I know I told you that we could stay up late and 
watch TV tonight, but I'm really horny and need to 
fuck your butts really bad. Could we go to bed early 
tonight and I'll rent you guys a good movie tomorrow?"

Billy and I jumped up and started grabbing all the 
dirty dishes. "Oh, boy! Daddy's horny and we're going 
to get fucked but good tonight!" "Oh, wow. Oh, wow. Me 
first, Davy. Please. I wanna go first, Davy. Can I?" 
"OK. But I get to watch." "Cool! Come on, Daddy. Hurry 
up."

Billy and I ran inside with the dirty dishes to hurry 
up and get our chores done. I hardly had the sink full 
of soapy water when Daddy came in and picked us up. 
"We'll finish the dishes in the morning boys. Right 
now we've got an appointment in the bedroom."

Daddy was having trouble seeing where he was going, he 
had a boy on each hip trying to kiss him and urging 
him to hurry up.





---end part 4---



I asked Billy and Daddy to write this next part, and I 
just sort of put together what they wrote. Daddy gave 
me a spanking when he found out I'd been writing this 
and letting you read it. He spanked me really hard and 
made me cry, but later Billy talked to Daddy and told 
him that I wasn't being a bad boy. That I wasn't 
trying to hurt anyone or tell anyone how to bother us. 
Daddy read what I had written and I showed him how a 
friend of ours (thanks Jon) was mailing the stories. 
Daddy thought it over and finally took me to bed and 
showed me how much he liked my writing. He also agreed 
to help Billy write this part of the story:

 I couldn't believe how great my life was going. 
First my son turns out to love me as much as I love 
him, and wants to have sex with me as much as I've 
always wanted to have sex with him. As if that wasn't 
enough, it turns out that his best friend, Billy, 
wants my love just as much. The responsibility of 
raising two healthy and sane boys is made more 
difficult by the repressed culture we live in, but my 
boys, and our love for each other, has proven the 
effort worthy of the results. Both of my boys are 
successful in life and have families of their own and 
I'm very proud of them and love them deeply. Speaking 
of which:

Trying to walk down a narrow hallway with a wiggling, 
giggling, teasing, anxious boy on each hip is one of 
life's major challenges. Trying to quiet the boys down 
was futile, my threats being ignored as fast as they 
were made. I'd planned on taking them to my room with 
it's big bed but gave up and turned into their room, 
which was much closer. I plopped down on the twin bed 
nearest the door and hauled both boys across my knees, 
my Davy on the inside and the slightly smaller Billy 
on the outside. The sight of those tight little 
buttocks and the feel of their stiff little peckers 
sticking into my leg made my dick swell so hard it 
actually hurt. I put one hand across their bony backs  
to hold them in place and used my other hand to land 
half-hard, playful smacks across first one and then 
the other hard little butt.

"When... I... tell... you... too... be... still..." I 
said between swats, "you... better... be... still...."

Both boys made loud protestations, wiggled around on 
my lap a lot and tried to cover their own butts with 
their hands while pulling the others hands aside to 
expose them to my swats. We were all trying to not 
laugh and not having much luck. Both boys reached 
underneath my leg and started playing with my balls 
and pecker, which didn't help my concentration at all.

"Ummmm... Daddy's got a hard-on!"

"Yeah, he's being naughty. Playing with our butts and 
getting stiff. He probably wants to fuck us."

"Yeah, he's a bad boy!"

"He's being a bad daddy, punishing two sweet and 
innocent little boys like us."

"Yeah! He's being naughty and we're good boys. We 
should punish daddy!"

"Yeah!"

The next thing I knew I had my arms full of strong 
young boy bodies, struggling and straining to push me 
down on the bed. Laughing, I fell backwards across the 
narrow bed and was immediately seized and rolled over 
on my belly by two very determined young boys. The 
feeling of their smooth skin, warm bodies and strong 
little hands all over my body was more erotic that 
anything I'd ever been able to imagine. They were all 
over me, rubbing their heated buttocks and stiff and 
floppy organs against my hypersensitive skin. At that 
moment I was willing to let them do anything they 
wanted too with me. 

What they wanted to do soon became apparent as they 
pinned my arms to my sides with their legs and sat 
down on my back. Their little hands soon found my butt 
and started spanking me. I couldn't believe how horny 
I made me feel to have those boys spanking me. I 
started moaning and begging the boys to spank me even 
harder. Both of the boys quickly got into our new game 
and started telling me what a naughty daddy I'd been 
while they spanked my ass as hard as they could. They 
weren't big enough to actually hurt me, but they made 
my butt sting wonderfully. I made up my mind right 
then and there that spanking would be reserved for 
playing with the boys and that punishment would be 
done some other way. This was entirely too much fun to 
be used to hurt the boys.

I felt the spanking lighten up as one of the boys 
clambered off my back and the other boy straddled my 
back, his legs gripping my arms and holding them 
firmly to my sides as he continued to spank my buns, 
now with both hands. I felt the other boy move up 
behind me where my legs were draped over the edge of 
the bed. A few perfunctory slaps on my lower buttocks 
from him and I felt a small face bury itself between 
the heated mounds of my behind. A little pair of hands 
from above joined the little pair of hands from below 
to hold my crack open as a slurping, wallowing young 
mouth gave my asshole a new reason for existence. The 
boy child was eager to gobble my hole, lips and small 
teeth nibbling at every bit of exposed flesh and hard 
little tongue darting everywhere slobbering slick spit 
all over and spearing into my puckered hole at every 
opportunity.

The small pair of hands from above let go and started 
to sharply smack my burning cheeks as a piping voice 
demanded that I open my hole. It was Billy's voice 
ordering me to open up for his brother. I pushed back 
on my asshole to open it up to my attacker and a huge 
fart burst out, flapping my neither lips against the 
intruding pointed tongue. I could hear Davy inhale 
deeply and then moan from the deep scent of me as his 
tongue finally plunged to its maximum depth inside of 
me. Within seconds Davy clambered to his feet and 
punctured my hole with his stiff little boycock. One 
punch saw him buried to his full depth and he 
immediately started to hump my ass like a jackrabbit.

"Yes! Yes! Fucking Daddy's ass! I'm fucking Daddy's 
ass!" Davy howled.

"Fuck his ass. Fuck him hard, Davy," Billy kept 
demanding as he alternated swatting my ass and Davy's 
ass.

I quickly had a trembling boy clinging to my ass as he 
did his very best to spooge inside of me. The 
excitement made me rear up as the boys traded 
positions. Davy sat on my head and punched me in the 
back to bury my head in the bedcovers and hold me down 
so his little brother could fuck me. As the bald 
little pecker penetrated my ass, Davy laid down across 
my back, clamping my head between his thighs and 
pulling my asscheeks apart with his strong little 
hands so that Billy could penetrate me without wasting 
any of his thin length in just reaching my hot hole.

"I'm fucking Daddy! I'm fucking Daddy in the ass! I've 
got my cock in Daddy's ass and I'm fucking his butt!" 
crowed Billy as he vibrated up against my butt. What a 
wonderful feeling to have his stiff little pricklet 
jabbing my insides as his big brother humped the back 
of my neck with his still ass wet dick. Billy started 
having orgasms almost immediately, but hardly slowed 
down his jabbing of my hole between each of his little 
boy dry orgasms.

I finally couldn't take it any more and rolled out 
from under Davy and disconnected from Billy. I rolled 
over on my back longways on the narrow boys bed and 
lifted my legs to my chest and held them in place with 
my arms. Davy quickly took the hint offered by my 
uplifted, pulsing asshole and scampered between my 
legs to puncture the damp hole with his stiff little 
boner. Billy quickly jumped up on the bed and covered 
my mouth with his delectable little butthole. I barely 
managed to get my tongue busy when he leaned forward 
between my splayed legs and gobbled down as much of my 
dripping cock as he could get into his lilliputian 
mouth.

For at least an hour the boys took turns fucking me in 
the ass, sucking my cock, playing with my balls, and 
sitting on my face so I could feast on one scrumptious 
little boybutt and set of dangling balls after the 
other. I finally totally lost control and started to 
shoot my wad as Davy pulled and twisted my balls in 
both his strong little hands while Billy fucked my 
mouth with his boys cock and twisted and pinched both 
my nipples between his monkey strong fingers. Both 
boys mouths worked over and around the helmet of my 
cockhead as they captured every single drop of my 
heated effusion.

As I collapsed, both boys crawled up into the curves 
of my arms, crossing their upper legs across my tummy 
and crotch. I kissed each sweaty forehead as Davy 
arranged the sheet over us and we drifted off into a 
little nap. 

I woke up an hour later with a small boy curled up 
against each side like a pair of baby monkeys. There 
is no way I can adequately describe to you the feeling 
of laying there surrounded by the warmth of two high-
metabolism young boys. Trusted, loved and desired. My 
hands gently and quietly caressed the two smooth and 
lithe forms as I marveled at the feel of delicate, 
supple skin overlaying the tight musculature of my 
strong, active boys. I realized that as deeply as I 
loved Davy, as committed to him and his welfare as I 
was, I was quickly becoming as deeply committed to the 
diminutive imp, Billy. A man couldn't ask for a more 
delightful, loving child, and this boy was rapidly 
becoming a part of me. He had a spontaneity that was 
somewhat lacking in my Davy, who supplied 
thoughtfulness and reason to Billy's sometimes 
thoughtlessly impetuous actions. I could see that the 
boys needed each other, not only for emotional 
support, but to balance each others strengths and 
weaknesses.

All this thinking lead to wondering about the 
relationship that was developing between the boys and 
me. I was well aware that the society and culture I 
lived in condemned the love the boys and I had for 
each other. I was also aware that the boys had not 
only initiated, but deeply wanted and enjoyed our ever 
more involved relationship as much or more than I did. 
Even as young as they were, the boys had been having 
sex with each other long before Davy seduced me, or 
Billy joined us in our games. I was fulfilled as I 
hadn't been since my wife's death. The boys were doing 
great in school and had many outside interests that 
kept them occupied much of the time. In retrospect, I 
was surprised that the boys and I were able to spend 
as much time together as we did.

As I ruminated my arms relaxed on the bed and I had a 
tight pair of small buttocks in each hand that I 
absentmindedly fondled. Skinny arms crossed my chest 
and wrapped around my neck. Slim legs laid on my tummy 
and bent down into my crotch, framing a lazy sort of 
erection that lay on my belly, waiting for someone to 
notice it's availability. I looked down and saw four 
bright blue eyes watching me.

"What'cha thinking about, Daddy?" Davy asked.

"You boys. Us."

Billy looked closely at me. "Do you love us, Daddy?" 

I tightened my grasp on their butts and across their 
backs and pulled them up closer and kissed each 
unfurrowed forehead. "More than anything else in the 
whole wide world, boys. I love you more than anything 
else in the whole wide world."

"Do you like to have sex with us, Daddy?" Billy 
continued.

"What a silly question, Billy. Of course I like to 
have sex with you guys. Does that bother you?"

"Oh no, Daddy. I think it's wonderful. It's the most 
fun of anything I've ever done. But... uh..."

"What is it, Billy. You know you can ask me 
anything..."

" Uh... Do you mind that I can't make juice or have 
any hair like you and Davy?"

"No, Billy. That doesn't matter. Besides, Davy can't 
hardly juice at all, just a little bit, and he doesn't 
have any pubic hair. He just has a little bit of downy 
fur down there. Does that bother you Billy?"

"Oh, no, Daddy. Davy told me I'd get all that stuff 
later, and besides, I can keep cumming over and over, 
but you and Davy get sore and have to stop."

I laughed at this little imps disingenuousness. "You 
really like picking on Davy and I about that, don't 
you?" I said, pinching his tight buttcheek. Billy 
grinned at me even as he flinched away from the pinch 
and drove his renewed hardon into my hip.

"Is there anything else you especially like, Billy? 
Other than sucking and fucking?"

Billy blushed and ducked his chin. I pulled Davy more 
up on my chest as I reached across my chest to lift 
Billy's chin with my extended forefinger. I noticed 
that Davy was listening avidly.

"What is it, Billy-boy?"

"You promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Billy. Davy. You both know how important it is that 
no one know about what we do together, don't you?"

"Sure, Dad," said Davy. "There's a girl at school who 
made love with her daddy. She told her best girlfriend 
about it and her girlfriend told her mommy, who told 
the nosy people. Now she lives at the orphanage and 
her mommy and daddy are in jail. Me and Billy talked 
about that when we started playing around together. We 
didn't want the nosy people to hurt us, so we didn't 
even tell you. We just want to make sure you don't 
tell anyone else either. We really like playing 
together and we don't want the nosy people to 
interfere. They are really mean and we don't want them 
to hurt us."

I hugged both boys to me, hard. "I don't ever want to 
do anything that will hurt either of you. I don't mind 
that you two like to play with each other, but I'm not 
sure I should."

Both boys were crying by now, their tears wetting my 
chest. "But, Daddy. We love you and it's so much fun 
being able to pay with you." Davy said.

"Yeah. You make us feel special and it's so much fun. 
Please don't stop playing sex stuff with us, Daddy." 
Billy cried.

I held the boys tightly to me and they clung to me 
with fierce need. We kissed and cried all over each 
other, affirming our love and need for each other. "I 
don't ever want to stop loving you boys. Ever, ever, 
ever. But we don't have to have sex. I love you, and 
I'll always love you, no matter what. If we're ever 
doing anything and you want to stop, just say, 
'banana'. You understand? If anything is happening 
that one of us doesn't like, just say 'banana' and the 
other two of us have to stop immediately. Agreed?"

Both boys started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"That's the same word WE picked," both boys chorused 
together.

We all started laughing together and the next thing we 
knew we were tearing up the bedroom as we wrestled 
each other all over the room. We finally collapsed 
into an exhausted, sweaty pile with both boys holding 
me down on my back in the middle of the floor.

After resting a little bit I suggested that we grab a 
quick shower and get a snack. The boys bounced up and 
down in agreement, but said that since they'd whipped 
me, I had to carry them to the shower and wash them. 
Grinning, I scooped both boys up and staggered to my 
feet. I lugged both boys into the master bathroom and 
carefully washed their seal slick bodies. Then they 
pushed me down on the short, three-legged foot stool I 
kept in my shower and four squirming, inquisitive 
little hands quite thoroughly washed me. We dried off 
and, still naked, hurried down to raid the kitchen.

Scarfing down toasted cheese sandwiches, fruit salad 
and big glasses of milk, we laughed and joked and 
pacified the raging hunger all our activity had 
raised. We cleaned up the kitchen together and the 
boys talked me into letting them watch a movie on TV 
that they wanted to see. I laid down on the couch on 
my side in my favorite TV watching position. Davy 
climbed up and laid down on my side, using my shoulder 
for a pillow. This had been a favorite place of his 
ever since he was a toddler and could climb up there. 
He quickly snuggled into position and began warming my 
upper side.

Billy stood there watching us for a minute while I 
used the remote control to get the TV onto the movie 
channel. When I laid down the control, Billy sort of 
shyly lifted my arm and laid down on the couch, 
snuggling his back up against my chest and putting my 
hand between his head and the lower part of my pillow 
to use as his own pillow. I wiggled around a little 
bit to adjust our positions comfortably. My arm held 
Billy to me and Davy's arm drooped down across Billy's 
chest to hold all three of us together. It felt like 
we'd been practicing this position for years. 
Comfortable, warm, and, well... just perfect.

The previews were running because the movie hadn't 
started yet so I muted the sound, and we talked. "We 
got sort of sidetracked. You boys want to tell me what 
you especially like?" They did, but got into an 
argument over who should go first that they finally 
solved by playing hammer, paper, stone. Davy "won" and 
told a sort of rambling story about how he and Billy 
started playing sex games together. Seems as though 
they started out playing 'Cowboy and Indian'. Billy 
preferred to be the Indian and would frequently 
capture and torture the Cowboy. Davy began to look 
forward to being captured, tied up and tortured. The 
torture consisted mostly of being tickled, but soon 
led to being stripped and then to some sexual play. 
After the boys found a magazine that showed some 
pictures of people having sex Davy found himself being 
"forced" to suck on Billy and then to take his small 
organ into his butt. Both boys enjoyed this part of 
the game and were soon capturing each other with great 
frequency.

"So, you like to be tied up, Davy. Is that right?"

Blushing, the boy answered, "Yes, Daddy. It makes me 
really horny."

I ruffled his hair and then pulled him even closer to 
my side and kissed his forehead. "How about you, 
Billy?"

Billy rolled over and put one arm under my neck and 
the other over his brother and me. "Mine's easier to 
tell, Daddy. I really like it when somebody plays with 
my hinney."

I reached down and cupped his firm buttocks in the 
palm of my hand. " You mean here, Billy?" 

He shyly ducked his head under my chin and I heard his 
muffled voice, "Yeah. There!"

I slid a finger down between the cheeks of his fine 
little butt and stroked the little rosebud with the 
broad tip of my finger. "How about here? Do you like 
this, Billy?"

The small frame shuddered against mine and I felt a 
little erection grow and poke into me as the excited 
boy lifted his leg and hooked it over my waist. "Oh 
yes, Daddy! Especially there!"

Davy helped hold his brothers leg up while I wiggled 
my finger tip past the now pulsing portal so I could 
feel the velvet soft tissues inside. "How about inside 
of here, Billy? Do you like this at all?"

Unable to answer, the boy bit into the skin above my 
collarbone and moved his hips, first backwards to try 
and capture more of the intruding finger and then 
forward to drive his stiff little peg into my belly. 
Whining and moaning, the boy sucked and bit at my skin 
and tried to screw me and himself at the same time.

"Well? Do you boys want to watch this movie, or would 
you rather go to the bedroom and play around a little?

Both boys started bouncing around and insisting on 
going to the bedroom. I used the remote control to 
turn off the TV and VCR and then lifted both of my 
boys up to my hips and carried them off down the 
hallway. Both boys were being very affectionate, their 
little pegs sticking into my sides and their lips and 
hands continually caressed my body. I was fully erect 
and dripping by the time I got them as far as their 
bedroom. I had intended to take them to my bed but was 
to eager to walk the extra distance.

Sitting down on the bed, I moved the boys around so 
that I had a pair of skinny legs straddling each of my 
thighs, an arm around each slender waist.

"Well, here we are. Naked. In my little boys bedroom. 
What do you boys think we should do?"

Both boys bashfully dropped their eyes, but not so 
bashfully that they quit running their fingers through 
my long pubic hair, which seemed to fascinate them. 

Rubbing their butts, I asked again, "Davy, you're the 
oldest. What do you want to do."

Blushing a little, and twining one of my curls around 
his finger, he said, "We can do anything I want to?"

I kissed his forehead and lifted his chin on my finger 
so that I could see his bright eyes. I smiled at him 
and said, "Whatever you want, we can try to do."

"Cool!" He grinned, mischief twinkling in his eyes. 
Jumping up off my leg, he scrambled over and started 
rummaging around in the bottom of his closet. Billy 
leaned up against my chest and I snuggled him up close 
with my arm and caressed him with my now free hand as 
we watched Davy drag a box out of the closet and set 
in on the end of the bed next to me. I looked into the 
box and saw a hodgepodge of old belts and various 
pieces of rope. I leaned over the box and flipped 
quickly through the contents, noticing some straps 
that seemed too short to tie anyone with and then saw 
an old hairbrush of mine that had turned up missing 
some time ago.

I looked at Billy. "Is this what you use on Davy?" I 
asked.

Big eyed, like he wasn't too sure how I might react, 
Billy just nodded.

"You want to help me tie him up?"

Eyes brightening, Billy eagerly nodded, "Yes!"

I turned to Davy to ask him if he was sure he wanted 
us to do this and noticed that a slight flush was 
spreading all over his face and chest and that his 
little penis was totally rigid with a tiny drop of 
glistening seepage shining from the tiny opening at 
it's tip. With a scowl, I pointed, "get in the corner 
you little devil."

"Yes, Sir!" he quickly replied before running over an 
burying his nose in the corner of the room, his hands 
straight down to his side and his perfect little 
buttcheeks shining in the bright overhead light.

"Come on, Billy," I said, patting the boy on his butt. 
"Let's do it."

Billy hugged me and jumped up and started pulling 
stuff out of the box, arranging it neatly across the 
bed. I reached over and turned on the nightlight on 
the nightstand next to the bed and then got up and 
turned off the overhead light. I looked around. Plenty 
of light to see by, but a much nicer atmosphere. The 
heavily shadowed toys and other paraphernalia of 
boyhood scattered around the room made it a scene that 
caused my cock to throb heavily between my legs. 
Knowing that I was going to be able to give my boys 
what I had always wanted as a boy, but had never been 
able to ask my father for made my heart swell with 
feeling and tears come to my eyes until it actually 
hurt.

Shaking my head to clear it, I walked over to Billy 
and put my hand on his shoulder as I inspected the 
ropes and belts he'd laid out for Davy and me. I 
smiled down into his upcast eyes and nodded my 
approval, which brought a wide smile to the face of 
the eager boy. "You like taking care of your brother, 
don't you Billy?"

"Yes, Sir. Because he takes care of me too."

"That's how brothers should be, Billy. Brothers should 
always be there for each other."

"Daddy's too?"

"Yes. Especially daddies. Daddies should always be 
there for their sons, and their sons should always be 
there for their daddy."

Billy looked sad for a second, and then said, "I'm 
really glad you're my daddy now." He wrapped his arms 
around my waist and buried his face in my belly and 
hung on as though his life depended on it. I just 
stood there and rubbed his back until he sighed. 
Tousling his hair, I said, "Well, do you think we 
should take care of Davy now?"

Billy looked up at me, his eyes glinting with unshed 
tears and a brave smile across his face. "Yes, Sir. 
Let's tie Davy up, he's really been wanting you to do 
it for him."

I reached into the box and pulled out the hair brush. 
"Do you know where this came from Billy?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Are you going to tell me, or do I have to drag it out 
of you?"

"Davy took it from your room, Daddy."

"He stole it from my room."

Uncomfortable with getting his brother into trouble, 
Billy hesitated, but finally said in a quiet little 
voice, "Yes, Sir."

"Didn't he know I'd be angry if he stole something 
from me, Billy?"

"Yes, Sir. He said that he hoped you'd spank him with 
it if you caught him."

"Hummm..." I voiced thoughtfully. I set the box down 
on the floor and sat down in the open space. "Davy. 
Get over here." He quickly ran over and stood where I 
was pointing, hands gripped behind his back and eyes 
down on the floor. "Put your hands down to your sides 
and look at me, Boy!" He quickly complied and I looked 
him up and down. His penis was, if at all possible, 
even harder than before and the dot of lube had gotten 
bigger and had run  down his slender shaft, making a 
little pool where the foreskin was pulled back from 
the nose of his organ and had continued a glistening 
trail about halfway down the quivering barb.

I held out the hairbrush. "Did you take this from my 
room, Davy?"

He dropped his head again and mumbled something.

I reached over and whacked the side of his ass with 
the hairbrush. "Look at me and answer me clearly when 
I ask you a question."

He looked up and said, "Yes, Sir."

I whacked his ass again and he jumped. "Yes, Sir, 
what? And you'd better stay still if you don't want 
even more trouble."

"Yes, Sir. I took your hairbrush."

I sharply smacked his ass with the heavy oak hairbrush 
again. He didn't really move, but flinched from the 
now painful red spot on the side of his buttock and 
started to reach back to protect it with his hand. I 
raised my eyebrow at him in warning and asked, 
"Without asking me?"

"Yes, Sir."

Whacking the same, now red spot, I said, "So you stole 
my hairbrush?"

Gulping, Davy bravely answered, "Yes, Sir. I stole 
your hairbrush. I'm sorry, Daddy."

"Not as sorry as you're going to be Davy. What do you 
think I should do about your stealing from me, Davy"

Looking as though he wished his fantasy wasn't really 
coming true, trembleing a little with tears in his 
eyes, he swallowed, and then quietly said, "Give me a 
spanking?"

"That sounds about right to me, Davy. I don't want my 
boys stealing from me." I glanced up at Billy and he 
had a look on his face that made me pretty sure that 
he'd NEVER take anything of mine without asking first. 
I smiled at him and then looked sternly back at Davy. 
"I've never given you a spanking before Davy, but I 
think you deserve one now. Get across my knees!"

Moving alongside of me and putting his hands across 
his butt to protect them, Davy said, tears streaming 
down his cheeks, "You're not going to hurt me, are 
you, Daddy?"

"Yes, I am, Davy. I'm going to spank you hard enough 
so that you'll never steal from me, or your brother, 
or anyone else, ever again. You know, you've always 
known that I'll give you anything you want, if I can. 
There is no excuse for stealing, Davy. No excuse at 
all. Now get across my knees."

Tears rolling down his face, hands still across his 
butt, Davy gingerly laid himself down across my hairy 
thighs, his smooth, warm weight barely flattening my 
muscles.

"Billy, you can leave the room if you want too."

"That's okay, Daddy. I want to be with Davy."

"Okay, Son. That's very brave of you."

"Now put your hands down on the floor, Davy." Slowly, 
afraid of leaving his butt exposed, the boy complied. 
"None of the spanks you get will count if you lift 
either of your hands from the floor, Davy. So you'd 
better keep them down there.

Crying in earnest now, he pleaded, "I'm sorry, Daddy. 
I'm really sorry, Daddy, I'll never steal anything 
again, I promise. Please don't spank me, Daddy."

"I know you won't son, and I trust you, but I have to 
make sure that you never forget." And, with that, the 
first blow fell. I started out slowly, almost softly, 
letting the boys butt accustom itself to the spanking 
before picking up the pace until the boys bottom was 
bright red all over. When I was done spanking the 
crying child, I let him lay there across my lap and 
rubbed his back until his crying quieted down. I saw 
Billy staring at the inflamed posterior and asked him, 
"Do you want to feel Davy's bottom, Billy?"

He nodded, "Yes," so I asked Davy, "Is it okay if your 
brother feels your bottom, Son?"

He nodded his head and said, "Yes, Sir. It's okay."

Billy reached over and very tentatively touched his 
brothers bottom, quickly pulling his hand back when he 
felt how hot the flesh was. I put my hand across the 
other buttock and Davy flinched, but didn't say 
anything. "That feels really hot, doesn't it, Billy?"

"Yes, Sir. It really does," the amazed boy said, 
putting his palm and fingers across his brothers butt. 
"That's awesome!" he said, kneading the flesh in 
amazement.

I tapped Davy's buttock, "You can get up now, Davy." 
The boy struggled to his feet, his brother helping 
him, and managing to keep his groping hand on the hot 
butt. Davy started to reach back and then quickly 
stopped when he realized what he was doing. "That's 
okay, Davy. Go ahead."

Davy began to rub his butt and Billy removed his hand, 
but Davy quickly reached back and pulled both of 
Billy's hands back to his burning behind. I watched 
the boys investigate the flaming flesh with intense 
interest and noted that both of them had major 
erections, obviously aroused by the tender, heated 
flesh.

"Davy, do you need Billy to help you before we finish 
your punishment?" I asked, pointing at the ropes.

Davy looked at Billy, and then back to me. "Yes, Sir. 
If it's okay with you."

I got up from the bed and said, "Okay, go ahead."

Four hands still on his butt, Davy moved over and bent 
across the end of the bed, spreading his legs and 
putting his hands up by his head as soon as he was 
belly down. Billy knelt behind him and spread the rosy 
cheeks, quickly inserting his tongue into the exposed 
rosebud. No sooner was the hole slippery wet than the 
boy had his stiff prong stuck in his brothers tender 
bottom.

"That's awesome, Davy," the excited boy cried out. 
"It's so hot. It feels great, Davy. Awesome!"

"Yeah. Fuck me, Billy. Fuck me hard. It makes my butt 
burn all over, Billy! Fuck me! Fuck me!!"

I watched the boys enthusiasm and realized that I was 
going to have to keep an eye on them so that Billy 
didn't overdo warming up his big brothers behind too 
often. All too quickly, Billy was squealing and rigid 
with his orgasm. He finished quivering and then got 
off his brothers back and slapped his butt. "That was 
the greatest fuck ever, Davy!"

Davy grabbed his butt with one hand and turned to face 
Billy. "OUCH!, that hurt, fucker!"

"That's right! And I fucked you. Now get up so Dad can 
tie you up." Said Billy, all too gleefully.

Davy got up and turned to face me just as Billy handed 
me a length of thick, soft braided nylon rope. Davy 
looked at the rope and then held his arms out to me, 
wrists together. Carefully, I looped the rope loosely 
around and around my boys wrists and lower arms until 
there was about four inches of side-by-side loops. 
Then I looped the long end of the rope around the 
middle of the loops until they snugly held the boys 
arms together and then tied the ends of the rope 
together securely. I led Davy by the rope over to the 
wall where I'd mounted two long boards to the wall 
will many coat hooks so that he wouldn't throw his 
clothes on the floor, but have a place to easily hang 
them up.  I looped the long end of the rope over the 
deep hook of one of the upper coat hook. Pulling on 
the rope, I extended Davy's arms over his head until 
he was extended to his full height without having to 
stand on his toes.

I looked my boy over and was amazed at how turned on I 
was by his innocent vulnerability. The gleam in his 
eyes and the stiffness of his drooling dick told me 
that he was even more turned on than me. I slid my 
hands down his slick torso and tickled his dangling 
balls. The excited boy bounced around on the end of 
his rope proving to me that he was, in fact, extended 
to his full height. I played with his dick until it 
seemed like he was about to cum and then reached 
behind me. Billy was ready and handed me another piece 
of rope.

I began at Davy's ankles and worked upwards. Binding 
him securely, but being very careful to not restrict 
the blood flow in any way. I bound his knees heavily 
and then laced a long piece of rope around and through 
his thighs in a continuous figure-8. When his legs 
were completely bound I reached up and pinched his 
thin ball sack to see how much he could move. Davy was 
able to flop around, but couldn't really escape from 
me. I continued to pinch his balls and when he flopped 
his butt towards me, I pinched his still bright red 
buttcheeks. He was soon howling and thrashing around 
as he tried to avoid my pinching fingers. I wasn't 
really trying to hurt him, but pinched him hard enough 
to keep him in constant motion, struggling against his 
bonds. Billy and I laughed at his futile attempts to 
avoid me, and then I stood up and, hand to chin, 
inspected the boy.

"We're going to have to do something about all this 
noise," I finally said.

Looking around the room I spotted a paddle ball in an 
open toy box. I pulled the red rubber ball off the 
elastic cord and looked around until I spotted a pair 
of chopsticks on top of the boy's dresser. I punched a 
hole through the rubber ball and then used the stick 
to push a piece of clothesline through the hole. With 
a big grin on my face, I walked over to the tied up 
boy and stuck the ball into his mouth and tied the 
clothesline behind his head, quite effectively gagging 
him. I grinned at Billy and said, "Let's see how that 
works." Billy joined me and we started pinching his 
butt. No matter how he twisted and turned, one of us 
could always get to his sensitive bottom and give it a 
good pinch. Billy and I were soon laughing at his 
futile attempts to escape and I was quite pleased not 
only with the muffled sounds, but with the way my 
carefully placed bonds restrained the boy.

I finally told Billy that was enough and put my hand 
out for another piece of rope. Billy quickly got me a 
length of worn manila and I used it to finish binding 
Davy's arms, much like I'd done his legs. I stepped 
back and was very pleased at Davy's appearance. 
Different types of rope completely constrained both 
his arms and legs and the hook kept him extended and 
completely exposed to view. I ran my hand up and down 
his torso and realized that his bondage was not 
complete yet. I asked Billy for a long piece of rope 
and he gave me a good length of the soft braided 
nylon.

I started with loops over the bound boys shoulders and 
laced a harness around the boys chest and down around 
his belly and waist, fastening it in place with a 
couple of loops down between his legs and up the crack 
of his butt. I looked at the results and snapped my 
fingers. "I know just the thing to keep your mind 
occupied."

I left the boy's room and went to mine. I got a 
medium-sized buttplug out of my drawer and lubed it up 
with KY jelly. I went back to the boy's room and told 
Billy to lift his brothers legs up. Billy grabbed a 
loose end of rope at Davy's ankles and lifted up until 
his brother was hanging from the hook with his legs 
folded up in the air. I pulled the ropes in Davy's 
crack aside and pushed the buttplug firmly up into his 
ass. Davy moaned, but quickly opened his hole up so 
that the plug slid completely inside of him except for 
the T-bar at the end that kept it from getting lost. I 
put the ropes over the end of the buttplug to make 
sure it didn't come back out and then told Billy to 
put his brothers legs back down.

Billy and I watched Davy struggle to get his feet back 
under him and take the pressure off his arms. Billy 
suddenly got a big grin on his face and rushed over to 
the box and rummaged around in it before emerging 
triumphantly with a length of that prickly binder 
twine used to tie up boxes. Billy and I worked 
together to wrap the thorny cord loosely around Davy's 
waist, between his legs, encircling his balls and dick 
and finally back and forth across his tender ass. 
Billy and I stepped back to observe our handiwork and 
it was apparent that not only was Davy securely and 
safely bound, but extremely uncomfortable as well, and 
entirely in our control. His dick was dark purple and 
looked like it might explode from his excitement.

I looked at Billy and said, "Thank you for your help 
Billy. I think we've given Davy exactly what he 
wanted." I glanced over at Davy and he had a smile 
surrounding the ball in his mouth. He looked directly 
at me and nodded his head, "Yes." His dick throbbed 
and pumped out another gout of his clear lube. I 
turned back to Billy and kissed his pretty little 
cupid's lips. "Now. What are we going to do for you, 
Son?"



*****



Billy reached for my penis but stopped short and 
looked up at me for permission. I smiled at him and 
moved my hips forward until the shaft of my penis 
touched his extended hand. He rubbed his hand up and 
down my shaft and the happy organ began drooling in 
response. Billy looked at the bed and then back up at 
me. I smiled in agreement and Billy quickly cleared up 
the ropes and straps and put them back in the box. 
Then he pulled the covers and top sheet off the bed, 
leaving a flat expanse of clear white sheet, except 
for a couple of cum stains to show where the boys had 
been playing the night before.

I sat down on the side of the bed and pulled Billy 
over between my legs. Looking intently at my new son, 
I began to realize how truly beautiful the little 
blond boy was. I covered his mouth with mine and gave 
him a long, deep kiss that he ardently returned as my 
hands wandered over his body, truly exploring him for 
the first time. I finally broke the kiss and pushed 
him back a bit so I could really look at him. My eyes 
avidly investigated every inch of his body and I 
became aware not only of how truly beautiful this boy 
was, but what a handsome man he was to become.

His head was perfectly shaped, if still a bit large 
for the size of his body and his neck showed signs of 
the thickly muscled column it was to become. His thin 
shoulders led to twiggy arms that none-the-less showed 
promise of sturdy growth. The boys thick and bony 
chest showed good air volume from the boys constant 
exercise and two delightfully pointed little brown 
paps accented the flat pectorals and showed much 
promise as centers of pleasure. Flawless skin swooped 
down from the lower edge of the ribcage to undulate 
over the banded muscles of the youths hard belly.

I marveled at the long, slender legs that terminated 
in delicate, beautiful feet. My eyes slid back up the 
boys shapely legs, past the knobby knees and halted at 
the totally hairless junction of the two legs and 
smoothly shaped torso. A softly hanging sac contained 
two pasticcio nut sized orbs that dangled freely 
between the stalky thighs. Catenary arches reached up 
from enclosed orbs to the base of a finely formed peg 
of white flesh that was flushed with pink excitement. 
A double fold of delicate skin steadfastly enclosed 
the hidden shape within, a long tassel of puckered 
skin jutted forward at least a third of the length of 
the tube behind it beyond the obvious flare and blunt 
nose. I reached forward and touched the soft tassel 
and felt the flesh move easily aside.

I motioned with my finger and Billy gracefully turned 
around to present his back side to me. I gasped with 
the beauty of the boys slim shape and finely tuned 
body. My loins were throbbing with need and my vision 
narrowed until I saw nothing but the enticing boy 
before me.

Billy looked over his shoulder at me when he heard my 
gasp of pleasure. He saw my entrancement and smiled. 
He lifted his long-fingered hands and caressed his own 
torso and then ran them down his sides and over his 
tight buttocks. Smiling brightly at me he rubbed his 
buttocks in a lascivious manner that inflamed me even 
more. Still watching me, he bent over and used his 
hands to expose his rosebud to me in all its puckered 
glory.

I leaned forward and kissed his beautiful rosebud. 
Billy sighed in pleasure and I got on my knees behind 
him and began to kiss and lick all over his tight-
stretched butt, running my hands all over his body at 
the same time. Now that I was focused totally on 
Billy, I couldn't believe how truly beautiful the boy 
was. I made love to his body with my mouth and hands 
until his legs were trembling so much he could barely 
break away and crawl up on the bed. Putting his hand 
out to me, he pleaded, "Please make love to me, Daddy. 
I need you inside of me."

Moving to the side of the bed, I put an elbow on 
either side of the recumbent boy and looked deeply 
into his eyes. Shining with innocent need, his eyes 
deepened to violet and the pupils opened in 
anticipation. My lips touched his button of a nose and 
then closed his eyes with brushing caresses. My tongue 
licked his eyes clean and instinct led me to clean his 
face as a mother cat would clean her kitten, His mouth 
sagged open in pleasure so I lapped it clean as well, 
running my tongue over his evenly spaced teeth, the 
rigged roof, soft sides and agile tongue within the 
warm buccal cavity. Low-pitched whines were wending 
out of the boy as I nibbled down his jawline and up to 
his ear where I licked and sucked and probed until his 
fingers were laced in my hair and urgent moans were 
vibrating through his body. Kissing my way across his 
face I treated the other tiny aural shell to all the 
loving stimulation it could absorb before tracing my 
way down the thinly corded neck to the shallowly 
raised boy breasts, using the flat of my tongue to 
first raise and then erase goosebumps all over the 
small chest. My teeth and sucking lips paid special 
homage to the diminutive ochre paps until they were so 
swollen and sensitive that the merest touch of my 
tonguetip caused the boy to tremble all over and gasp 
for air.

The aroused body beneath me reacted with giggles and 
attempted escape as I buried my face in the tender 
flesh of the sweet smelling armpit. Laughter was 
quickly replaced with lustful urgings and hair pulling 
as my face wallowed in the spit-slick pocket and my 
nose tried to totally inhale the delicious boy-scent. 
Billy's hands locked in my hair as Billy swiveled his 
legs up between his arms and forced my face into the 
crack of his butt. I willingly continued my 
ministrations on the differently scented, but equally 
delightful and tender flesh of the boys behind. Taking 
feverish control of our explorations, Billy kept 
switching my face between both armpits and his 
"legpit" until he was totally involved in feeding 
every more stimulation to his lustful frenzy.

Suddenly pinning his legs to the mattress, I buried my 
face in the tight belly and the boy started screeching 
his delight as I wallowed around in the bouncing 
flesh, skinny legs dancing around my head as tight-
gripping fingers pulled and jerked at my hair. The 
boys delectation reached fruition as I worked my 
slobbering mouth down over his jutting penis and 
tight-skinned generative bag. Dry orgasm after dry 
orgasm struck through the thrashing body as I 
continued to stimulate the boys abdomen and groin. My 
tongue snuck down even further and lapped at the 
tightly pulsing roseate button only partially hidden 
in the tiny nether cleft. 

Billy's legs shot out rigidly stiff and his entire 
body froze as the tip of my pointed tongue pushed at 
the opening of his anus. The sweet taste of yearning 
boyflesh spread up my tongue as the pulsing portal 
slowly opened to my questing probe. Within a minute my 
lips created a vacuum barrier around the base-deep 
insertion of the muscular scout. Alternately swelling 
and flattening, my tongue curled, thrust and retreated 
across and through the velvety smoothness as the boy 
struggled for breath and my hands tightly gripped the 
surrounding small mounds of flesh and pulled them wide 
to totally expose my target.

As my face rose up through the widespread thighs, 
tear-filled eyes watched me move forward until the 
reaching small hands could  clasp my cheeks and guide 
my lips over his. His legs folded forward against my 
chest, raising his spread groin up against the line of 
hair on my belly as my tongue spread the taste of his 
anus throughout his mouth. The boy like supine and 
vulnerable under me, totally accessible to the ages 
old desirous motions of an adult male in rut.

I was forced to leave the delicate lips and smooth 
mouth behind due to the disparity of the lengths of 
our torso's as I mounted into position to consummate 
our union. The sensitive nose of my protruding manhood 
smelled out the saliva wetted entryway and the small 
muscles of my groin moved the burgeoning shaft around 
until the pulsing lube gouting bluntness was pushing 
into the eagerly acquiescing sheath. I advanced and 
retreated, depositing great boluses of my masculine 
lubricant as I used the boys gripping tunnel to 
lubricate the dry shaft of my long, fat intruder.

The boy nursed on my many pap, eagerly sucking and 
biting down to keep me informed of the feelings caused 
by my deeply penetrating boy driver. All too quickly I 
felt my loins push against quivering boyflesh as my 
pubic hair scoured the tender tissues surrounding the 
tightly distended opening into the boys depths.

All too soon the boy urged me into motion. We 
copulated for the remainder of the night. I never once 
left his warm sheath although we screwed in many 
different positions and in as many different moods. I 
heartily butt-fucked him doggy style and languorously 
drilled him as we laid on our sides deeply French 
kissing. I deeply plowed the small form bent over the 
edge of the bed and bounced him off my loins as I 
walked around the room and out to the kitchen to get 
us a drink and a small snack. I fucked him facing me 
and upside down, with him beneath me or sitting 
astraddle me, any and all positions we could imagine. 
I came inside of him repeatedly and his dry orgasms 
were uncountable, sometimes popping off one after 
another for long periods of time before acquiescing to 
the needs of his body to regenerate. 

Through the entire night, we made sure that Davy had a 
good view of our love-making. Once, I even removed his 
gag long enough for Billy to relieve the pressure in 
his battered bladder. Davy eagerly drank before having 
the gag forced back in his aching jaws.

By the time dawn began to brighten the windows of the 
boy's room, Billy was delirious, sagging in exhaustion 
and sated with pleasure. The sleepy boy had a smile on 
his face that couldn't be removed with a power sander 
and his hole was a wet and sloppy mess.

I carried Billy into my bed and laid the sleeping boy 
down in the middle of the big bed and pulled the light 
sheet and quilt over him. I went back to the boys room 
and untied Davy. I took the ball gag out of his mouth, 
but he wanted me to leave the buttplug in him, so I 
did. His cock was still rigid and dripping like crazy. 
I rubbed his jaws and arms and legs until he seemed to 
be able to move without falling and then got up off my 
knees. Turning to leave, I said, "Come to my bedroom 
if you want to spend the night with Billy and me, 
Davy."  I smiled when I heard him following me down 
the hallway.

When I got to the bed, I turned to say, "Good Night" 
to my son, who was standing there, holding out a 
couple of the short pieces of soft braided rope. I 
stepped over to him and took the rope from him. 
Smiling, I knelt and tied his wrists and then ankles 
together, using knots that constrained his movement 
without putting any pressure on his flesh. Then I 
lifted him up and laid him on the bed alongside his 
brother. I leaned over and kissed his lips, reaching 
between his legs to grasp the end of the buttplug and 
wiggle it around inside of him. Frantically, the boys 
tongue attacked my mouth and his bound hands attempted 
to grab his aching wiener. I kept pulling his hands 
back and stimulating his mouth and anus until he eyes 
were filled with tears from his need for the long 
withheld orgasm.

I finally relented and pulled my mouth away from his 
and quickly sucked his leaky organ into my mouth. I 
felt a hair against my lip and slid my mouth off its 
occupant and found the hair again with my sensitive 
lips. My teeth gripped the errant hair and I looked 
proudly at my boys once again hairless groin before 
sucking both his cock and balls back into my mobile 
mouth. Within seconds Davy was arched up from the bed 
squirting his long repressed juices into my mouth. I 
marveled again at the delightful taste of a young boys 
juices until Davy finally fell back to the bed in 
exhaustion. I followed him down and carefully nursed 
on his tender tassel until it was completely limp and 
clean. 

I looked up and saw Davy's sleepy eyes looking at me. 
I went up and kiss him gently. "I love you so much, 
Davy."

"I love you too, Daddy." Lifting his tied wrists and 
glancing down at them, and then back up at me, he 
smiled and said, "Thank you, Daddy."

I got up and patted his cheek. "No prob, Baby. Anytime 
you want it, Daddy's got it for you." I covered the 
slender body up and noticed Billy's half-slitted eyes 
sleepily watching us. I went around the bed and 
climbed into my side, pulling the covers up over me. I 
scooted up behind Billy and carefully slipped my 
erection into his wide open and welcoming bottom. He 
wiggled his behind firmly into my groin and pulled on 
his brothers shoulder until he rolled over to face 
him. The boys kissed and I put my arm around both of 
them as I gave Billy his last fuck of the evening 
before falling asleep with my cock in the warm boy-
pussy and my arm around both of my sated boys.



******



When we woke up, the boys and I kissed and then got up 
and took a piss and shower together, laughing and 
playing around and washing each other in the process. 
I washed both of the boys and they worked together to 
wash me. We dried each other off and then the boys sat 
side by side on the lid of the long Koler toilet and 
watched me shave. When I was done, Davy hopped off the 
toilet and asked to feel my face. I bent over and he 
ran his small hands over my smooth face.

"That feels nice, Daddy. Will you show me how to 
shave?"

I grinned at him and said, "Well, it'll be a while 
until you need to shave, but... sure. I'll show you 
how to shave." I reached under the sink with a foot 
and pulled out the stepstool. "Hop up there," I said.

He did exactly that and turned to face the mirror 
expectantly. I moved up behind him and reached forward 
to get my soap bowl and brush. My dangling dick fit 
into the tight groove of the boys butt and I kept it 
there while I made up a lather and spread it on the 
boys face. He kept giggling and wiggling his butt and 
it wasn't long before I had his whole face lathered up 
and a stiff dick sticking up through the groove of his 
ass and drooling on his back. I started to shave him, 
but he kept moving around. I put down the safety razor 
and picked up the still soapy brush. I put a hand in 
front of the boys belly and he rested his elbows on 
the edge of the sink as I lifted his bottom and 
lathered it liberally with the brush. When I put him 
back down I had the nose of my dick centered on his 
soap slick hole. I was deep inside him by the time his 
feet were back on the stepstool. I moved forward to 
sink my dick the rest of the way into him and to hold 
him in place against the sink with my belly and the 
dick up his ass.

"There. Maybe that will hold you in place."

Davy grinned up at me and stood there quietly while I 
finished shaving him. Moving his face around like I 
showed him in the mirror so I could shave the down off 
his face the same way I shaved my whiskers. When I was 
done I washed his face off with a hot washcloth and 
then put my hands under his armpits and lifted him off 
the stool and my dick and set him down on the floor.

"There! How's that?"

Davy felt his face with both hands and got a big grin 
on his face. "That's neat, Dad. Really smooth!"

"Can I learn to shave too, Daddy?" Billy eagerly 
asked.

"Sure. Come on over here."

Billy hopped off the toilet and came to me. I bent him 
over and carefully lathered up his bottom. "I'm not 
going to have any trouble with you wiggling around 
either," I said as I lifted the boy with my hands 
under his arms. He spread his legs so I could set him 
down on my pecker. I stepped over to the sink but he 
was too short for his feet to reach the stool with my 
dick up his ass so I just held him against the sink 
with my belly and proceeded to lather him up and give 
him a good shaving. Davy stood at the side of the sink 
with his hands over the edge and mimicked the facial 
motions I was teaching Billy. When I'd finished 
washing and drying the boys face he looked in the 
mirror and felt of his face. Looking up over his 
shoulder at me he said, "Thanks, Daddy. That's really 
neat."

I smiled at him as I lifted him off my dick and set 
him down on the floor. I moved Davy over next to him 
and had both boys bend over and spread their cheeks so 
I could lather them up again. I put the brush away and 
slapped both sets of buttcheeks. "You boys get in the 
bedroom and lay over the edge of the bed. I need to 
fuck me some boy pussy this morning!"

Both boys jumped up with cries of, "Oh, Boy!" and 
dashed out of the bathroom, trying to be first to the 
bedroom. I followed them more quietly down the hallway 
and laughed at what I saw when I entered the bedroom.  
Both boys were over the edge of the bed, but Billy was 
laying on top of Davy. I walked over, still laughing, 
and poked first Billy and then Davy with my lather 
covered erection. I spread Billy's legs a little 
further over Davy's butt and tried again. Grunting, I 
said, "Great. That works good!" I proceeded to fuck 
both boys then. Taking a few strokes in one and then 
shifting up or down to take a few strokes in the 
other. Every once in a while I'd drive my dick between 
the two boys which really made Billy squeal when my 
cock rubbed and pulled against his tight little cock 
and balls.

I was really getting going, plunging long and hard 
into the boys, who were kissing each other and crying 
out with joyous sounds as I fucked their asses. Almost 
without warning, I started to cum inside of Billy's 
ass. I gave him a few shots, enough to let him know he 
was being jizzed and then quickly switched to Davy and 
gave him most of the load to make up for his not 
having gotten fucked the night before. Both boys 
started cumming with me and we were all howling and 
making one hell of a mess.

When we recovered, I took the boys into my master 
bathroom and cleaned the three of us up with a 
washcloth. We went in and had breakfast, sitting 
around the table naked and talking about how important 
it was that no one else know how much we loved each 
other and making plans for a camping trip.

As it was Saturday morning, the boys took off on their 
bikes with a bunch of their neighborhood buddies to a 
cartoon festival and barbecue at the local movie 
house. A cultural event not to be missed by young 
gentlemen of their age. I had given each of them money 
for the event, and enough extra for a few video games 
or whatever. They had each placed the money carefully 
in their new wallets, double checking to make sure 
their ID cards and emergency telephone money was still 
safe. I smiled to myself, remembering their concern. I 
used their absence as an excellent excuse to get 
caught up on my bookkeeping. I had saved my money when 
I first started to work, and when my mother died, she 
left me a small inheritance. I wisely invested that 
money and most of what I continued to earn. Now, at a 
bit past middle age, I lived very comfortably on my 
investments. I was just getting into the enjoyable 
task of balancing my books when the phone rang.

It was Billy's father, calling from the airport. He 
wanted to know if it would be OK to come by and pick 
Billy up. I told him that the boys were off to a 
movie, but that he was welcome to come over and wait 
for them to get home. He thanked me and said he'd 
catch a cab and be there shortly. I'd been working in 
the nude, so I pulled on some white tennis shorts and 
an old Jerry Garcia t-shirt before returning to my 
books.

Maybe a half-hour later the front doorbell chimed. I 
wondered what Billy's dad was like. I'd talked to them 
several times on the phone, but had only actually met 
Billy's mom so far. I opened the door with a big smile 
on my face for Billy's parents. The smile froze on my 
face. There stood a blond hunk, maybe six or eight 
years younger than me, that looked like a cross 
between a grown-up Billy and my memories of my younger 
brother who had died at barely eighteen years old in a 
motorcycle wreck. Automatically, through my shock, I 
put out my hand and said, "Welcome home."

The hunk stuck out his hand, but missed grasping mine 
and fell against me. Waves of used alcohol fumes 
poured over me from the hard body clinging to mine. I 
grabbed the drunk by the collar and drug him towards 
the kitchen, kicking the front door shut behind me. I 
dropped him into one of the chairs at the small 
kitchen table and turned to start a pot of coffee.

"What's your fucking problem," he slurred behind me.

I clenched my jaw and poured some of the cold coffee 
from breakfast into a big mug to microwave. The 
asshole was too drunk to taste the difference anyway.

Staggering to his feet, Billy's dad belligerently 
demanded, "I said, what's your fucking problem, 
asshole."

I turned to face him with the cup of cold coffee in my 
hand. "I don't much like drunks! Here's your fucking 
coffee..." and I threw the coffee in his face, "..., 
asshole!"

I took him by the collar again as he tried to wipe the 
coffee out of his eyes and jerked him off balance. 
Blind, and staggering drunk, he was easy to lead 
through the dining room and out the living room glass 
doors onto the patio. I gave him the bum's rush across 
the brick flagging and helped him take one last big 
step right into the deep end of the pool.

Watching him flounder around and gasp for air made me 
feel much better. He finally managed to get to the 
edge of the pool and pull himself up on the coping and 
finally stagger to his feet.

"You mother-fucker!" he said as he took a step and 
reached for me. A short, tight uppercut to his hard 
midriff caught him just as his foot was coming down. 
He dropped to his knees immediately and fell forward 
from the waist like a rag doll as he began to puke. I 
stood there and watched him moan and fall forward into 
his own vomit.

Shaking my head in disgust, I went into the cabana and 
got out the one-inch bore rubber clean up hose. I 
focused the nozzle into a tight stream and used it 
mercilessly to wash the vomit off my deck and guest. 
He gasped for air and cried out as the hard stream hit 
his body. I told him to take his wet clothing off and 
had to command him through the process step by step, 
using the hard stream of water to blast away various 
pieces of apparel to hurry him along before he could 
think up any objections. Naked and dripping wet he was 
fucking gorgeous. Hard bodied, thick, nearly hairless 
chest. Thick pale blond pubic patch and the heaviest 
set of thin-skinned and hooded genitals I'd seen in 
years.

I changed the nozzle to a thicker, softer running, but 
still solid stream and played the cold water all over 
him. "Wash that stink off of yourself. You smell of 
puke, booze and no showers." Without a word, he 
complied.

I turned the water off and he stood there, naked in 
the bright sunlight, looking like a bedraggled puppy. 
I hooked my thumb over my shoulder, "Back in the 
pool." Apparently ashamed of himself he dropped his 
chin to his chest and moped over to the edge of the 
pool.  He hesitated there and rather than argue with 
him I just kicked him in his hard muscled ass, 
knocking him into the pool.

"You can stay in there until you're ready to talk 
reasonably or you can gather up your wet clothes and 
use the garden gate to get the fuck out of here."

I went over to the outside linen closet and got out 
one of the big towels. Contemptuously, I threw it on 
the ground in his direction and turned and went into 
the house without saying another word.

I stormed back into the kitchen and finished making 
the coffee I'd started. Scowling, I sat down at the 
oak kitchen table and stared into the obsidian depths 
of the coffee cup, trying to figure out what the hell 
was going on. I hate black coffee!

After going around in circles for a while, I looked up 
and saw a much chastened young man standing in the 
doorway wearing only a damp towel. Pointing at the 
coffee pot and extra cup, he timidly asked, "May I?"

"Yeah. Go ahead."

He poured himself a cup of coffee and turned around. I 
was staring. First at the towel stretched so tightly 
across the tightest set of fine little buns I'd ever 
seen on an adult and then at the heavy bulge lifting 
the front of the towel as he turned around. Pointing 
across from me, I told him to sit down. Quietly, he 
did as he was told.

"You want to tell me what the hell is going on?"

"I guess I got drunk."

"Do you always get drunk before picking up your son 
after a three week absence? And where's your wife?"

Lifting his hands from the hot coffee cup, he dropped 
his head onto his palms. "Ah, shit!"

Shaking my head, I said, "You're going to have to do a 
little better than, 'Aw, shit.'"

Looking up at me, he said, "Look, it's all very 
complicated."

"I've got all day and the boys won't be back for hours 
yet. I'll tell you something -- unless you can 
convince me that Billy is going to be safe, you're not 
leaving here with him!"

Angrily, "Fuck you! He's my son and no one can keep me 
from taking him!"

I reached across the little table and grabbed a 
fistful of his long, straight hair and jerked him out 
of his chair and onto the floor. His towel fell off 
exposing his pale ass and waggling organs. Without 
even thinking about it I turned my chair into the 
middle of the room and drug him up across my lap. A 
heartbeat later I was thrashing his ass as he yelled 
and tried to escape. I kept my hold on his hair and 
trapped his thighs between my legs as I continued to 
spank his ass until he laid there quietly crying and 
accepting his punishment.

I finally stopped whacking his ass. Resting my hand on 
his red and burning butt, I asked, "Are you going to 
watch your mouth now?"

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir."

I lifted my hand and gave him another, much more solid 
whack that rippled his hard flesh like so much Jello. 
Leaving my hand where it landed, I felt the heat 
pouring out of his abused bottom. The fat organ I'd 
felt flopping against my legs as I pulled him into 
position was no longer flopping anywhere, but was 
rigidly pressed against my inner thigh just below the 
leg of my tennis shorts. "You going to answer my 
questions in a civil manner now?"

"Yes, Sir!"

I whacked his ass again. "Do you like me being in 
control like this?"

He mumbled something that I couldn't make out. I gave 
him five more of my best flat handed whacks in a slow, 
measured manner. He tried to cover his ass with his 
hand, but I told him that for every swat he even tried 
to interfere with, he'd get two more. I gave him his 
two extras without any resistance from him. Then I let 
go of his hair and reached under my thigh and stroked 
the hard, pre-cum dripping organ I found there a 
couple of times and then pulled on his heavy balls. "I 
asked you if you liked me being in control of you like 
this?"

Under it's coating of tears, Will's face flushed 
bright red. "Yes, Sir." he said, softly, but clearly.

I whacked his ass again. "Do you want me to be in 
charge?"

"Yes, Sir. Please, Sir."

I gave his ass a light whack and told him to get up. 
He scrambled to his feet and stood there as I got up 
and adjusted the erection in my pants. I reached 
forward and stroked the fine-skinned erection jutting 
from his loins and then cupped his heavy balls again 
in my hand, joggling them up and down to test their 
weight. "Do you mind my doing this?"

He blushed again, but quickly answered, "No, Sir."

Pointing through the living room to the hallway I 
said, "Get in the bedroom."

"Yes, Sir"

He immediately turned and started walking, me right 
behind him pointing the way to my bedroom.

He stood there quietly in the middle of the soft 
bedroom carpet and watched as I pulled off my now 
sweaty t-shirt and dropped the loose tennis shorts to 
my ankles before kicking them over into the corner. 
His cock was both longer and thicker than mine, but 
mine was definitely the CIC, Cock-in-Charge.

Sitting down in the straight-backed wooden bedroom 
chair I pointed to my lap. "Assume the position!" I 
commanded.

Holding his butt in both hands, he shifted his weight 
from one foot to the other. "Please, Sir..." he 
begged.

"Now!" I demanded.

He cringed but cautiously got down across my lap 
again, the drooling head of his cock pressed between 
his belly and my leg.

I gave him five more good ones before saying, "That's 
for not immediately doing what you were told." I 
paused then proceeded to work his ass over good until 
he was just laying there limply, crying and accepting 
my dominance.

I finally stopped spanking him and rested my hand on 
his flaming ass. I felt the smooth globes with my 
aching hand. Naturally, they were larger than the boys 
butts, each cheek of his ass being about the same 
handful as one of the boys entire ass. His ass was 
smooth and tight and felt great. I felt down into the 
crack and soon found the pucker that trembled so 
nicely against my fingertips. I tapped the rosebud a 
few times until it blossomed open a bit and then 
worked my middle finger up inside of him using nothing 
but sweat and his natural lubrication. His velvety 
sheath was hot and tight as it yielded to my probing 
finger. He just moaned as I explored his insides and 
gave him a good finger-fucking.

I finally slipped my finger out of him and gave his 
ass another good swat. "Get in the middle of the bed, 
face down." I commanded.

Without saying a word he got off my lap and crawled up 
onto the bed. Laying down in the middle of the bed, he 
buried his face in the pillows with his head facing 
away from me and spread his legs. I liked hearing him 
"Sir" me, but didn't say anything that might break the 
mood. I went over to my dresser and got out the extra 
bottle of sex lube that I'd gotten when I bought the 
boy's theirs. I slicked up my dick good and then 
climbed up on the bed between Will's legs. I slid one 
of my now slick fingers back up Will's ass and used it 
to lift his hips. I pulled down one of the pillows 
Will wasn't laying on and slid it under his hips, 
making sure his cock was lined up straight before 
dropping his hips back down.

I wiped my fingers off in his asscrack and then guided 
my cock until its nose was pushing against Will's 
puffy anus. I let go and put both hands up under his 
shoulders before pushing into him in one long, hard, 
slow thrust. Will went stiff all over and gasped for 
air, but didn't really try to resist me. Once my cock 
was ensconced completely up inside of him, I laid down 
on his back, the weight of my body holding him firmly 
down to the mattress as I hooked my chin over his 
shoulder to finalize my control over his body.

"You ready to tell me what happened now?" I asked.

Air surged out of his chest as he released the tension 
in his chest and broke down into a series of deep, 
racking sobs that seemed to shudder throughout his 
entire body. I just lay there and held him as he cried 
his inner pain out. After a while he began to sob out 
his story. I seems as though his wife caught him 
having sex with her little brother and pitched a bitch 
fit. That the young man was known by the whole family 
to be gay and that he had, in fact, actually started 
the action with Will meant nothing to her. She hated 
him, she hated the United States, she hated Americans 
and American food and had no intention of ever 
returning to the US or having anything further to do 
with him or the American child he had sired on her. He 
stayed around only long enough to register the divorce 
and property quitclaim and disavowal of child custody 
rights with the US Embassy before heading home.

Nuzzling into the side of his face with my nose, I 
asked him if he really missed her.

"Hell no, Sir!" he said. "I'm glad the Teutonic Bitch 
is finally out of my life!"

"Do you always get drunk and depressed when you're 
happy?'

He just shrugged and laid there. I lay on top of him 
quietly for a while and then started quietly moving my 
hips a bit, exploring the depths of the channel I was 
plowed into and the reactions of the man under me. He 
soon noticed what I was doing and took the long joint 
of his forefinger between his teeth as he moaned and 
tilted his hips up to give me more complete access to 
his hot man hole. I worked on his hole for quite a 
while, never moving more than an inch at a time until 
he seemed to be totally focused on me and what I was 
doing inside his body.

"Do you want to tell me what's going on now, or do we 
need to move this back over to the chair for a while?"

He shook his head and quickly said, "No, Sir." He lay 
there quietly as I continued to slowly piston his 
butthole until he sighed, and continued. "It's really 
embarrassing -- and sort of awful."

I waited a bit, and then said, "You are eating 
yourself alive keeping whatever it is to yourself. If 
you don't get whatever it is out in the open and deal 
with it, you are going to destroy yourself trying to 
hold it in. Whatever you say, no matter what you say, 
stays right here with us. Now talk!"

Will fumbled around but finally  managed to tell me a 
fairly coherent story. He was terrified of having to 
take care of his son alone. It seems as though he'd 
been avoiding contact with the boy for years because 
he was so physically attracted to the boy. It seems 
that Billy had taken a sudden interest in his father 
when he was about five years old. Wanting to be around 
him all the time, walking in on him in the bathroom 
and trying to join him in the shower. Every time the 
boy would climb up in his lap (a favorite position) or 
ask for a piggy back ride or try to get his father 
down on the floor for a wrestling match Will would 
start to become aroused by the boys natural 
sensuality. Billy's mother had quit putting out soon 
after she conceived the child and had never allowed 
Will to resume their marital relations, and the 
sensuality of his son was all too enticing. To protect 
his son from his feelings, he began to refuse to let 
the boy near him. Staying at work until after the boy 
was in bed for the night and not getting up in the 
morning until after the boy left for school.

"But you love the boy?"

Will started sobbing again. "Yes. Yes, dammit! I love 
him so much it scares me, and I'm afraid of what might 
happen."

"Shhhhhh, shhhhhhh, shhhhhh." I went in his ear as I 
started to pump him more strongly. "Have you had much 
sex with other men or boys?"

He shook his head 'No'. "Zenobia's brother was the 
first, and he'd just barely started to suck my dick 
when she walked in."

I stopped fucking and flexed my dick deep inside of 
him. "Then I'm the first to ever do this to you?"

He nodded 'Yes'. "Yeah, but my best buddy in school 
had an older brother that used to screw him all the 
time, and I used to fantasize about that all the time. 
I always wanted an older brother just like him."

"I used to have a little brother that looked a lot 
like you. We used to suck and fuck each other all the 
time."

"Where is he?"

"He died in a motorcycle wreck. I miss him more that 
anything."

Will was quiet for a while, and then he said, "Do I 
remind you of him?"

There was some moisture on my cheek, and I wiped it 
off on his face. "Yeah. You really do. Not just the 
way you look, but how you talk and act. He was a 
bonehead too."

Will shrugged his whole body under me. "Let me roll 
over on my back."

I reared up over him on my hands and toes, carefully 
sliding my slickness out of him.

He rolled around underneath of me, keeping his butt on 
the pillow and lifting his legs up over my shoulders. 
He took my hips in his hands and guided me back inside 
of him. "What was your brothers name?" he asked.

Blinking back tears, I croaked, "William. We all 
called him 'Willy' cuz my grandfather was 'Will'."

Will's hands came up an held my face. "Will you be my 
big brother?"

Tears of loss and regret and passion and need poured 
from my eyes, blurring my vision so that Will looked 
exactly like Willy would have if he'd grown up enough 
to be called Will himself. I surged forward as 
Will/Willy's arms reached around my neck to lock my 
lips to his as I ground my crotch into his butt. We 
both moaned with need and I started to fuck him with 
all the passion of missing years and deep loss. He WAS 
my little brother come back to me, and I wasn't going 
to loose him this time or be shy about telling him 
what I needed...

I held him flat down on the bed, his knees in his 
armpits and his ass lifted to my pounding loins. I bit 
and sucked at his face in my desperate need to raise 
him to the same frantic lust I felt, to make him need 
me as much as I needed him. Our tongues slobbered 
against each others as I pummeled him so hard that my 
big, heavy bed was creaking and jumping around on the 
floor, slamming repeatedly against the wall. 
Soundproofing or not, the whole house had to be 
resounding from our frenetic activity.

Our frenetic activity! The built stud underneath me 
was STRONG. His need to be screwed by me was at least 
as overwhelming as my need to screw him. Every time he 
could get his tongue loose for a few seconds, he'd beg 
me for more; "Fuck me, big brother." "Fuck my hot ass, 
Bobby. Fuck me hard, harder... harder... Harder!" 
"Love me, Bobby. Make love to me with that huge cock 
of yours, brother." "Make the other boys jealous of 
me, big brother. Give me a fucking they'll all wish 
they'd had." "Screw my ass good, Bobby. Fuck ME! FUCK 
ME!"

Will, Willy, my Willy was babbling, out of his mind 
with passion as my teeth fastened on his chin and 
nibbled along his jaw-line, as my tongue washed his 
eyes and ears and I bit his nose, thrusting my tongue 
up inside his nares as I switched to deep fucking 
strokes that kept Will prostrate and open before me. 
Slow, careful retreats followed by hard, deep grinding 
thrusts that pounded him across the mattress and 
banged his head against the headboard over and over as 
I gave him the fucking we both needed so badly.

I could feel every fiber of his fine body through the 
sheets of sweat that covered our bodies as Will worked 
to accommodate me and give me the best fuck he could. 
I couldn't believe how strong his ass muscles were, or 
how well he used them. He'd clamp down after my 
outstroke and make me use every bit of my strength to 
force my cock back inside of him, the strain peeling 
nerve endings on the both of us only to leave himself 
open and accepting on my next inward stroke so we 
could both feel the smooth glide of ragged nerve 
endings against velvet tissues. Or he'd let me get 
completely inside of him and then clamp down so hard 
that he locked my skin in place and I'd have to fuck 
him inside of my own sheath. Every time I'd slow down 
he'd prove how active and sensitive his muscles were 
by mouthing and fingering my cock with the muscles of 
his ass. I loved to hold the big bulbous head of my 
cock right in the tube of his anus and feel him go 
crazy as he played with the flanged intruder with his 
spastic ass muscles.

We fucked and fucked and fucked in a rage of passion 
and mutual need until I finally sunk my teeth into the 
back of his neck as my body arched over him in tonic 
rigidity as my tubes burned with one long hot stream 
of cum after another pissing outwards into the 
screaming body beneath me as it was racked with one 
spermless orgasmic spasm after another. Will thrashing 
around and screaming and going rigid with each of the 
powerful orgasms that spasmed uncontrollably through 
his guts. I finally just held him tightly in place, 
grinding my tingling cock deep inside of him as his 
orgasms exploded through his body until he finally 
collapsed, sobbing and crying and gasping for breath 
beneath me.

Tenderly, I kissed his eyes and face and lips and ears 
over and over until he calmed enough to close his lips 
to mine and kiss me with passion turned to love which 
I returned with all the caring and love and concern 
that had filled my mind and body to this person who 
was suddenly so very, very important to me.

We kissed and fondled each other until I felt like I 
had to either get to the bathroom or loose control of 
my bladder entirely. When I started to move, Will 
begged me not to pull out. "I'll fall apart and 
everything will pour out on the bed," he cried, 
pleading with me to stay inside of him. I swatted him 
on the ass and rolled him over on his hands and knees, 
keeping my still tumescent cock inside of him. I 
scooched us over to the edge of the bed and carefully 
got my feet onto the carpet. I locked my arms around 
Will's folded knees and stood up with him in front of 
me like a vastly overgrown fetus. Will reached behind 
himself and locked his hands behind my neck to help 
balance us. My dick worked it's way back up to stiff-
buttstuffer as I walked us into the shower area of my 
tiled bathroom. I let Will's feel slide to the floor 
but kept an arm across his belly to hold him in place 
over my swollen intruder.

Will sighed, his grossly swollen cock wagging in the 
breeze as he let go of my neck and I pushed on his 
shoulders to bend him over at the waist. He put his 
hands against the tiled wall to support himself as I 
kicked his feet apart and settled Mr. Cock firmly up 
Mr. Butt. Rubbing his back with one hand, I reached 
over with the other and turned on the triple, 
thermostatically controlled shower heads.  I stood 
there under the warm shower spray, rubbing his back, 
until my penis finally softened enough that I could 
release my heavy stream of piss into my little 
brother.

Will felt what was happening and turned his head to 
stare at me with a startled look on his face. He held 
that poise briefly and then just hung his head down 
between his arms as he moaned and spread his feet a 
little further apart so that he could nest his butt 
more firmly into my loins.

I held onto Will's hips as I leaned back and arched my 
loins into Will's hard buttocks. My pungent piss was 
flowing full force into my little brothers guts, 
roiling around and filling his fluttering body tube.

"This'll clean you out good, little brother.  That way 
you won't have to worry about 'falling apart' when I 
fuck you for the rest of the afternoon."

"Yes, Bobby. You're just like I imagined. You take 
care of me just like the big brother I always wanted."

"Listen, Will," I said as I continued to piss, "we 
have to talk this out. But I want you to be my little 
brother for the rest of our lives. I know this is 
really fast for the both of us, but having you here 
feels just like having Willy back, just like he'd 
never been gone, and I want you to be part of my life 
from now on."

"I think I understand how you feel, Bobby. It's the 
same for me. It feels like you've always been my big 
brother and I just haven't know how to find you. But 
what about Billy? What about my son?"

"Don't worry about him. He and my son are best buddies 
and will love being raised as brothers. We'll throw 
out all the crap that belonged to that bitch you 
married and sell your house and you and Billy will 
move in here with Davy and me. There's more room in 
this house than we'll ever know what to do with. 
Besides, I know the boys will want to share a bedroom 
and you'll be in my bed. I'm not taking any chances on 
you getting away from me, ever again." I drained off 
the last of the piss from my bladder and leaned down 
over Will's back, rubbing his swollen tummy with one 
hand and pinching first one and then the other nipple 
until they were as erect as his throbbing cock.

I fucked him long enough to turn his guts to mush and 
to have him shivering all over with one gut orgasm 
after another. Just before I had to cum I turned his 
butt into the corner that had the floor drain and slid 
my cock out of his ass with a lengthy withdrawal. As 
Will started to empty his guts against the water-
washed wall and into the drain, I dropped to my knees 
under him and took his bloated fat cock as deep into 
my mouth as I could, working the rest of his loose-
skinned shaft in one hand and controlling him with the 
other hand clenched around his swollen bull-balls.

Will dropped his weight so that I supporting him with 
his abdomen pressed against my forehead and across the 
top of my head as he grabbed my shoulders for support. 
He wailed as his cum erupted into my mouth in the same 
long, powerful streams as the mess leaving his guts.

Will finally collapsed on top of me, exhausted, the 
last of the mess from his intestines running down the 
back of his legs. I held him in my arms as I stood and 
kissed him, our tongues exchanging globs of his 
clotted cum. I finally helped Will wrap his hands 
around one of the showerheads so he could stand there 
leaning against the wall with the water cascading down 
across his body. I cleaned up the mess on the wall and 
floor before going over to the cabinet and getting out 
the big enema bag stored there.

I filled up the red bag under one of the unused 
showers and gave myself a nice, filling enema. I 
refilled the bag and moved over behind Will. I teased 
him with my hardon and protruding belly. Frottage with 
the eager and willing Will was some serious fun. I 
finally quit nibbling at him and held him still with 
his earlobe between my teeth. I muttered out, "Hold 
still," and slipped the enema tube gently inside of 
him. He moaned and leaned his head back against my 
shoulder when I opened up the water valve.

When gravity had completed it's task and he was full 
of water, I dropped the hose and patted his fanny. I 
released his ear and went back over to the cabinet and 
came back with a good sized buttplug. I lubed it up 
with some of the neutral ph shower gel and slid it up 
inside his butt. "Don't let go of that!" I said.

Moving Will out of the direct shower spray, I started 
slicking up his body with the shower gel, making sure 
to fondle him everywhere but especially under the arms 
and all through his crotch. His feet and between his 
toes was really ticklish, but heavy pressure on my 
part and a little tooth gritting on his part saw the 
cleansing job done. I got him under the showerhead 
again and rinsed off the dirt and soap in a manner 
that kept him hard and moaning. Once he was spotless, 
I moved him out of the shower spray and slicked him up 
with shower gel again.

This time I went over to the sink and took my Wick 
straight razor out of the alcohol jar and put a new, 
sterile blade in it. I went back over to Will and 
rubbed my hand across his chest. With a couple of 
smooth, casual strokes I removed the small patch of 
blond hairs from the central valley of his chest. I 
ran my hands over the bulky muscles of his chest 
feeling and playing with the skin and his nipples 
until they were swollen nubs as hard as his dick. 
Every time I'd find one of the sparse hairs 
surrounding this teats, I'd reach over with the ultra 
sharp blade and snick it off below skin level without 
marking or marring the skin itself at all. Will was 
leaning back against the wall and moaning with 
pleasure at all the concentrated attention.

I shaved away the hair from his left hand and knuckles 
and then worked my way up his forearm with the 
flashing blade. I coursed the blade in smooth flowing 
strokes all over the jam-packed bulges of his upper 
arm even though there were only a few tiny fuzz hairs 
there just because it felt so good to feel him that 
way. His arm just floated up in the air and stayed 
there when I guided it. He started really moaning and 
wiggling slowly around in sensuous pleasure as long, 
firm strokes of my wicked blade denuded his armpit.

As I moved across his shoulders I took the time to 
trim the hairline on the nape of his neck to the 
squared off precise perfection that looked so good on 
him. I kissed him there just because he was so 
beautiful that I had too. I finished moving behind him 
and he automatically leaned back against the wall and 
lifted his other arm so I could shave it as well. 

He was still standing there groaning and muttering to 
himself with both arms over his head while I worked my 
way down his belly, obliterating every trace of the 
narrow golden glory trail that lead down his belly to 
his groin as I intently traveled the path to pleasure 
-- only to stop at the pale haired thicket surrounding 
the base of the trembling pillar of pleasure itself.

Smoothly, kissing his belly in passing, I slid down to 
his finely formed foot and placed it on my bent leg. 
The few hairs on his foot quickly disappeared and the 
thick curls covering his lower leg soon followed. In 
long swooping curves I deracinated the sparse covering 
of his upper leg right up to the groin and gibbous 
swell of buttock. Repeating this on his other leg 
simply multiplied my fascinated pleasure in exposing 
and viewing his super-fine body.

I replaced the still sharp blade with the pristine 
keenness of new steel and my blade flickered 
punctiliously in the light as it mowed down row after 
row of the proud groin bush that Will presented to me 
by arching his loins into my face. With utmost care I 
removed every trace of hair from his pubes and shaft, 
leaving no hint of stubble to mar his stalwart 
perfection. He was magnificent. Finely formed. A 
delicately formed resilient strength that awed me in 
its powerful masculinity. With infinite care I lifted 
his testicles and elongated his scrotum as I watched 
the flickering blade denude this most precious sac as 
Will rolled his thighs outwards to give me complete, 
unhindered, trusting access to his most fragile 
treasure with my surgically sharp blade.

I took both balls and the entire scrotum into my mouth 
so that my sensitive tongue could test for any tiny 
hair that might have been missed and to coat the 
entire sac with my warm, healing saliva. Pulling back, 
I kissed first one, and then the other shining orb and 
watched the long pendulous sac tick-tock back and 
forth between Will's spread thighs. He was so 
beautiful. So wondrously beautiful.

I touched Will's inner thighs and he immediately 
spread his knees and squatted to give me access to his 
taint. My blade made sensuous motions while removing 
the last strands of hair from the spread groin above 
me and the long bifurcated tuberosity of the taint 
leading back to the crinkled pucker surrounding the 
rubber dildo that I'd implanted earlier.

I twisted between his legs to sit behind him and wipe 
away the small patch of hair in the small of his back 
and then the fine down that lightly graced his 
buttcheeks. Will bent forward as my blade snuck down 
his crack and under the rubber lip of the dildo to 
remove the last body hairs from my now very much 
younger brother. 

I folded my razor shut and put it in the rain gutter 
as I twisted back thorough my baby brothers spread 
legs and bent over form. Gently my mouth took charge 
of Will's penis, my lips pushing back loose foreskin 
as my mouth and tongue welcomed the hidden head and 
it's single weeping eye. Without hesitation I slowly 
buried the long, heavy shaft in my throat until my 
face was pressed against the glabrous perfection of 
Will's groin. As my face moved forward into the 
hairless playground, my hands moved across the baby 
smooth buttocks and gently removed the obstructing 
plug from Will's anus. 

The plug dropped free and my face nested home at the 
same moment that Will began streaming fluids from both 
sides of his body. His arms wrapped around my head as 
a solid stream of slightly discolored water discharged 
into the corner drain and a much more opaque and 
clotted fluid spiraled in long clinging threads down 
my throat and directly into my stomach. Crying in a 
high pitched whine, Will emptied his body fluids in an 
orgasm that he was to remember, and comment on, for 
the rest of our lives together (right up to this 
morning at breakfast).

I was finally able to get free of Will's embrace and 
get the both of us dried off and my other needs taken 
care of. I carried Will's denuded and trembling form 
back to my bed and made love to him until the boys 
finally came home. When I got up, Will just laid 
there, spread-eagled on his belly with my cum leaking 
out of the puffy lips at both ends of his body.