Sleepover Diversion, Part 2 (M/b, scat, oral, anal) Copyright 2006, Tracy Smith, and everything that goes with that.
This is a fictional story of sexual activity between males of different generations. If that offends you, or you're under age, or this story is illegal where you are, then don't read it. In any case, though, please make a donation to the Nifty board for posting it.
This is all fantasy, of course - but what a wonderfully PERVERTED fantasy!! Write me at Tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com if you like it. If you don't like it, well, I just don't know what to say. ================================ "Dad, can I stay over at Evan's tonight?" Peyton's plaintive 12 year old voice warbled out.
"I dunno, Peyton, I haven't seen too much of you lately with my work and all. Can you make it another night, or better yet, why don't you have him stay over here? You know I'd like to meet your friends, and I haven't met him yet," I responded. I sincerely was concerned that Peyton and I were growing apart, or rather, had never grown close.
You see, Peyton's mother and I had divorced when Peyton was a baby. Her interests had grown far from mine during the latter part of our marriage, and perhaps Peyton's conception was an attempt by us to create a glue, but the glue would not hold against a constant stream of tears. I was not a good absentee father, I admit it, but I always made sure that Peyton was properly cared for materially, and had everything that could be bought for him. In the callowness of my own youth and immaturity, I imagined that might be enough.
His mother was a very good mother, and that was a crutch that I leaned on to justify my absence. And it served, passably, until the accident on the freeway that claimed her life, and put Peyton in the care of his sad excuse for a father. I vowed then to do whatever I could to be closer to Peyton, and while there was progress, there was an unspoken barrier, some wall of emotion that we couldn't overcome, that kept us apart, though we lived together now in my townhouse.
So, any opportunity to gain insight into my son Peyton was welcome to me, and I hoped that perhaps this sleep over might help me to see one micron deeper into my boy, my flesh and blood. I was thrilled when Peyton responded back, "Okay dad, let me see if it's okay with him and his mom." I watched my blonde haired 12 year old scamper back to the den, to call his friend Evan. He was so like his mother, green eyed, slim and athletic. I was so proud of him, but it was a mystery to me how I could tell him that.
With the approval of all concerned gained, it was just a short interval until Evan's mother dropped him off for the sleep over. It appeared that Evan, too, was a child of a broken marriage, with a father nowhere to be found. I had no illusions that I was any better than Evan's father. Evan was a strikingly beautiful boy, a descriptive that I'd rarely used with another male, but he really was enticing in some strange way, and I figured that the hackneyed expression, "having to fight the girls off," would easily apply to him. If not now, then later when he actually finished adolescence.
I noticed him looking at me quite a bit, and didn't really think it was unusual, perhaps he was bench marking me against his father. You know, where a boy says to his pal, "Your old man's really neat," or, more likely, "Your old man really doesn't get it," I figured all the kids did that.
The boys dressed in their pajamas, those short pjs that look like oversized Bermuda shorts and short sleeved tops. I began to notice that Evan would sit with his legs facing me, his legs spread, so as we played through Peyton's collection of board games, my eyes would come to rest between Evan's legs. Later, I could see his pj bottoms bunching up, exposing more and more of his slim thighs, and eventually, his tighty whities at his crotch. I was afraid to look too much at his pubic area, as the male crotch hadn't been an area of interest for me in the past.
Tonight was different. I felt a tingle in my balls when I did see a length of thigh, and when Evan and Peyton wrestled momentarily over a board piece, and Evan rolled over exposing the top half of his naked butt to me, my cock started to harden. Although I only glimpsed it for a second or two, it was as though it were burned into my brain. To this day, I can see the rising globes of smooth, pink boy ass, sinking below the surface of his ocean blue pajama bottoms, like a dolphin diving to search out the mysteries of the deep blue sea. The shadowed furrow between those two warm cheeks only hinted at what might be hidden there, and in keeping with the ocean image, I pictured a buried treasure, of sorts.
I worried then that I must be turning into a pervert, and tried to stop looking at the young boy's beauty, and listening to the tinkle of his juvenile laughter. I was pleased that Peyton was enjoying himself with Evan, and it was clear that they had a close bond, and I hoped for Peyton's sake their friendship would continue to develop. I wasn't sure what it meant for my sake, but I strove to be a good father, and that's all. Eventually, the two boys tired out and I could see that they needed to get working on getting some sleep.
We had set up two air mattresses on the floor of Peyton's room, and the boys were soon tucked in under their sheets and blankets. When I kissed Peyton good night, Evan asked meekly if I would kiss him, too. I did so, and found his smell of boyish perspiration unsettling, though it was no different than Peyton's. As I turned out the light, I found two pairs of eyes following me, one set blue and one green, and I smiled as I said, "Now be sure to go right to sleep, you two." Giggles followed me down the hall as the door closed.
I was pretty worn out after my day at work, and trying to corral two 12 year olds (talk about herding cats!), so I headed to bed myself, though it was only about ten o'clock. I was asleep very quickly, at least I think so, since I don't remember anything after my head hitting the pillow.
I dreamed like I'd never dreamt before. I was in the middle of the most fantastic wet dream, with a faceless girl giving me an absolutely fantastic blow job. Since my divorce, I'd had some sex with girls I was dating, but nothing serious, and I didn't get laid on any kind of regular basis, so masturbating was a regular part of my routine. It was unusual for me to actually be dreaming of fucking or getting blown, as I usually had no hesitation about reading Internet stories to get off. The lesbian stories on Nifty were pretty hot, though I'd sometimes read the bi sex stories, or even once in a while the gay stories.
The dream got hotter and hotter, with the girl licking my very hard dick, and tonguing my balls. I got more and more excited, and suddenly realized that I was no longer dreaming, yet there was a warm, wet mouth on my cock, which was swollen as hard as it had ever been, and I was close to cumming. I guess that if I'd been earlier along in the process, I'd have jumped up and yelled, "What the fuck!", but I was nearly paralyzed with pleasure. I looked down between my legs, bare now, and saw a small head of boyish cut black hair, bobbing up and down on my cock!
At first I had trouble believing what I was seeing, and feeling, and soon I realized, smelling, but I was being sucked off by that beautiful young boy, Evan. His lips felt warm and full as they ran up and down the sensitive skin of my circumcised 8" cock, his tongue danced sensuously over the head of my cock and piss slit, the fingers of his small hands were rolling my balls in their sack. Not squeezing, but caressing me there. I immediately knew this was wrong, and perverse, and I must stop it, but my muscles would not respond. It was as though they were taking orders from my cock for the meantime.
Then Evan looked up at me, while keeping his mouth firmly attached to my penis, and he smiled a heartbreakingly lovely smile....and I was lost. I knew then that I would never see such a beautiful look on any other human being.
Instead of remonstrating Evan for his perversity, for his sin, for his crime against nature, heaven help me, I smiled back. I pulled his small, slim body up to me, his mouth to mine, and we kissed for the first time. Not as substitute father putting a boy to bed, but as lovers, with all that implied, and promised. And, oh god, how badly I wanted it then!
I reached down his hairless body, his top already off, and felt his small pink nipples erect, pressing into my hairy chest. I fingered them briefly, and felt his breath suck in as I teased those tiny little nubs. My hand continued downward, over his flat stomach and the indent of his bellybutton, causing him to wiggle against me and giggle, digging his nose into the juncture of my throat and jaw, and I felt his wet tongue caress me there.
Meanwhile, my hand continued on over Evan's midriff below his bellybutton, and where I expected to find a pubic bush similar to mine, I found only a small, downy mound of soft hair, then Evan's stiff penis, the area sticky and wet. That explained the smell, Evan's young cock was producing cum, and its distinctively male smell was quite unexpectedly attractive and alluring to me. I stroked Evan's hard, young cock, and he groaned into my throat, his tongue lapping me ever harder.
Given Evan's youth, it only took a few gentle strokes of my hand, lightly grasped around his 5" or so shaft, before he was spurting again, this time all over my wrist. I cold feel his body temperature fluid stick to my skin at first, then liquefy and run down into the palm of my hand, ironically further lubricating my lazy stroking of his dick. As his penis softened in my grasp, I moved my hand around Evan's slim hip, still under his loose-fitting pj bottoms, until my hand was grasping, then caressing, each of Evan's warm ass cheeks. His bottom was indescribable to me, like the softest, smoothest skin I'd ever felt, and my cock bulged with my desire.
I wanted to feel my dick in contact with that wonderfully silken flesh, and I honestly didn't realize what that implied. I had no thought of treating this boy as I would a woman, but that was soon to change, as Evan led me, step by step, into our love affair. He was laying on top of me (like most adult males, I slept naked), and sat up, his ass positioned on my hips between my cock and upper body. He looked at me cutely, just grinning a silly grin, when he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his pjs, and started slowly pulling them down off his slim hips.
At first his light, downy bush, hardly even visible, came into view, followed simultaneously by the v juncture of his thighs, and his small dick and hairless ball sack. I couldn't resist, and reached out to caress that warm flesh of his balls, while he held his arms with elbows out, pjs held steady at mid thigh. He looked at me patiently while I stroked his sack, then his eyes rolled back as a wave of sexual pleasure washed over him, his cock lengthening and bobbing with tension. He smiled a delicious smile, and I wished that I could kiss him then.
My fingers reached back between Evan's thin legs, beyond his warm, wrinkled ball sack, to the more humid indentation nestled there. Tactilely, the furrow I had admired from across the room was now mine, as my forefinger slipped into his puckered anus. Tight, I couldn't believe how tightly it was closed, but as my fingernail stroked lightly over the rough surface of his puckered ass lips, I felt them loosen, and my finger slipped in, though it was so tight. I heard Evan sigh, and looked up to see him smile and lick his lips.
Evan then continued with the removal of his pajama bottoms, as he readied himself for me. He sat his now bare bottom on my thighs, pressing against my rock hard dick, as he lay back and lifted up his legs to remove the bottoms. I was given a clear view of his sweet pink anus then, and my mouth watered at the sight of a 12 year old boy's hairless ass hole, lewdly displayed for my enjoyment. His eyes were fixed on mine the whole time, as though searching for my approval, and he smiled as I smiled.
"Evan, I want your cock in my mouth. Do you think you can do that, baby?" I whispered. At my use of the word `baby,' Evan became overjoyed and, nodding wildly, scrambled to position himself over my head, as I was still lying flat on the bed.
"How's this, daddy?" He said, straddling my body on his hands and knees, his cock hanging down into my mouth, his ass fully exposed for me to stroke and squeeze. As my inexperienced mouth sucked in his lengthening rod, my hands abused his butt in the most loving way, memorizing every inch of his smooth bottom. Soon, his hips were madly fucking my mouth. Fortunately, his cock was small enough that my virgin mouth could handle him without choking, and his voice gave away his excitement.
"Umm, my ass itches, could you scratch it with your finger? Yeah, inside my hole, ooh, that feels so good, you scratching me there!" My finger inside his hole felt hot and sticky, apparently he hadn't cleaned that well after his last bowel movement. My cock jerked with pleasure. "Oh, daddy, I can feel your mouth sucking on my dick! You're so hot, licking me! Oh, yes, yes, oh, that feels so good! Can I cum in your mouth, daddy? Suck your baby boy's cock, daddy! UHH! UHH! OH YEAH, FUCK!! OHH, DADDY, DADDY, I'M FUCKING YOUR HOT, WET MOUTH!! FUCK! I'M CUMMING IN YOUR MOUTH, DADDY!! UHH! UHHHH! I'M CUMMING!!" I could feel spurts of his sticky hot liquid splashing over my tongue, and filling my mouth, exciting me beyond belief. I'd never tasted male cum before, and I found his semen delicious. I knew I'd want more of him.
Evan slumped down on top of me, then slithered down my body so that our faces were together. Then, we shared our second kiss, and Evan drank deeply of the cum remaining in my mouth, our tongues dancing together lazily. We kissed like that for many long minutes, two lovers sharing their liquid passion. Evan then moved his mouth to my ear, and whispered his desire, as though too shy to speak it out loud.
"Daddy, would you, could you, do it in my bottom?" He wouldn't look at me.
"What do you mean?" I said, though I knew exactly what he meant.
"I want you to, put it, you know..." Evan sighed.
"Put what? Where?" I teased.
"Put your cock in my ass," he blurted out, blushing. Burrowing his face into my chest, I heard, "I want you to fuck me in the ass, please!" He wouldn't look at me from his embarrassment and desire. I thought my cock would explode, I was so excited by the thought of burying my cock in his hot bottom. I lifted his head up, and kissed him deeply, and our tongues wrestled passionately. It was clear that he was excited more than he ever had been before, and I know I was too.
We sat up on the edge of the bed, and I thought out how we might do this. My eyes happening on a hassock in the corner of the room, I got up and brought it over to the bed. Holding Evan's hand, I helped him to step up on the hassock, which elevated him about a foot off the floor. He looked so cute, a slim, naked 12 year old boy preparing himself to accept a man's cock inside him. I turned him around so that he was facing away from me, and knelt down behind him, my face more or less on a level with his delectable ass.
I gently separated his pink ass cheeks, revealing the deeper pink hole hidden between them, streaked with a greasy brown. It winked and flexed from the cool air flowing across it. I brought my face closer to his anus, and wondered if I could now follow through on my desires. I loved looking at, and feeling this tight entrance to Evan's body, but would I be able to smell, or even taste, that orifice where his boyish shit came out? I didn't know at all, but decided to try. It was clear he was willing to take a chance with me, so I should trust him.
My nose led the way to Evan's tight nether hole. To my surprise, there was no unpleasant odor, just a faint earthy fragrance and a separate musky aroma which I found more attractive than repellant. I pressed my nose up against the puckered flesh, and felt it give way, allowing my nose to enter inside slightly. Simultaneously, I heard Evan moan, and his body shiver, his ass involuntarily pressing against my face. I lifted up my face then, and brought the tip of my tongue to that ruffled surface, a thin greasy film melting under my saliva, and my eager tongue entering him easily at that point. Evan moaned louder, and I heard him say, "Fuck, yes!"
I started to fuck into the hot, rough opening, finding it very moist once past the sphincter, and an intoxicating taste awaiting my now eager mouth. The smell of actual shit, a boy's hot, fresh intestinal waste was stronger now, and I found it inviting. I thought that my tongue would tear loose from its roots trying to stretch it as far deeply inside Evan's boyish rectum as I could. For the next few days, those ligaments were sore from the stretching, but the deeper I went inside his hot hole, the more satisfaction and desire I felt. Evan was gasping as I fucked his boy hole and after I judged his hole to be wet enough to serve as lubricant, I reluctantly withdrew from his luscious butt. His smell lingered on my face, sending jolts of electricity through my erect dick.
I stood up behind Evan then, with my hands on his smooth hips, and while pushing up against his butt he reached around behind him and grasped my swollen cock to bring it to his hole, pushing back with his ass. My cock forced against that anus where my mouth had just been nestling, hesitating at his pucker as his body warred with his passion. Passion won out, and my cock slid inside him. Evan was incredibly tight, I had never fucked anyone in the ass before, and here I was fucking a 12 year old boy in his tight butt hole. And loving every inch of it. I could feel, inside of him, a soft, warm mass inside his rectum, and it suddenly occurred to me that it was his shit, filling his canal.
He gave a hot blast of his intestinal gases past my cock as I pulled it out on the outstroke, the smelly odor wafting up between us, and, I think, inflaming both of us even more. I looked down at my cock, stiff and throbbing, to see greasy brown streaks of his wet shit on the shaft, the odor stronger. My mouth watered at the sight of his little boy poop. I scraped a thin layer off my cock just before I thrust hard back into his soft ass, and brought my brown-tinged finger to my nose, inhaling his pleasant scent.
Evan hissed, "Fuck me deeper, please, daddy!" And I readily obliged him. Sinking deeper into his bowels, I felt my pubic hair rubbing against Evan's protuberant ass cheeks, and I thought I was as deep as I could get. We slowly started fucking, my cock alternately impaling, then withdrawing from, the heavenly heat of his ass. I began fucking him harder, and with my hands around his hips, and stroking his again-hard dick, Evan bent over. I felt my cock sink inside his rectum even deeper, and I stroked in and out of him at an increased pace, my hand simultaneously jacking off his cock.
"Ohh, fuck, your hot ass is so tight on my hard cock, baby! I LOVE fucking your tight ass hole, you're so hot and tight on my hard cock! God, your shit feels so sexy as I pump into it, and your smell is so fuckin' delicious! Your hard cock feels SO nice in my hand, I love jacking you off, baby!! I wish I could suck your sweet cock while I'm fucking you in your hole! FUCK!! I'm cumming in your tight boy ass, baby!! FUCK!! FUCK!! Feel my hot cum shooting inside your ass, baby!! I'M cum-" I had never felt such intense passion as I was feeling now, buried inside this beautiful boy's tight, willing rectum. As my spurts continued on inside his ass, Evan's indefatigable penis was spurting out a few last loads of creamy boy cum.
We lay on the bed together, as my cock slowly slipped out of his tight hole. I licked his cum off my hand, then we kissed as I shared his cum with him, his small, soft lips so sweet on mine. To my surprise, Evan shimmied down my body, kissing and licking my filthy, shit-stained penis, generously laving it with his soft, pink tongue, then returning his mouth, now smelling of his own waste, to mine, his dirty, shitty tongue playing with mine. I groaned with this boy's sheer sexiness, thanking my stars I had found him, or he found me, I guess. The feel of his naked body against mine felt so right.
We both immediately collapsed into sleep on my bed and surrendered to our dreams. Later that night, I awoke to find Evan's used and abused ass in my face. But, you already know that story if you read Part 1. ================================== If you liked this story, let me know at Tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com.