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The Sneakers. Chapter 15
Fum Chapter 12, at Boardie's: "Yehh...ahm getting her ready now! I better go, these queers need lots of personal attention, yuh know! Yahh...hahahahaha! See yuh tuhmorrah."
All the while he was ending the call with Kevin, he was trying to get Boardie to do something else....he was pushing his flat palm down, then pointing...but his big brother didn't understand and was starting to bead up in cold sweat that the kid would get pissed and take out after him.
Ryan clicked off, and then turned toward Mickey on the floor while he sat with his legs hanging off the side of the bed.
"Whut I was trying to getcher dumb fuckin' ass to do, dickweed, was lay down the fuck flat on yer belly....nose touching the floor.....and don't twitch a muscle...not even that worthless piece'a grizzle hanging between yur legs.
"Now whenever I wanna have speaks with yu....this is how you will perzent yuhself. On yur belly, and occasionally, I might have you finger diddle yur hole and then play switchies in yur mouth...get it? Haaaaa! Hey! Let's try that out right NOW! Wet yur finger....now put it in yur crack...find yer hole and get it in there...." Boardie could NOT fucking believe it! Where'd his little bro learn all 'iss shit fum?
"A'kay...now wet a finger on the 'nother hand, and swap, fingers, ass and mouth....yehhh! Hey yu got it right away, fagtool! Yu queers really get the 'hang' 'a things! HA! Get it...the hang'a things." Ryan laughed at his own kid-silly joke.
"Awright...now keep doin'at while I tell yuh whut's gonna be." Mickey kept on finger licking and butthole diddling the whole time Ryan gave him the 'rules' of the road, so to speak.
"I told the 'rents that we doin' a e'speriment, and we swappin' rooms, temp'ory-like. A'course, that part's not true....it's fuckin' permanent, dude! Me in this room and you in my old room. Tomorrah, get home here fast as you can, and start moving all my gear and clothes in here for me. DON'T move yur stuff out. Yur stuff stays here excep' some stuff I'll tell yuh to move so mom thinks we actually swapped. But you, my man...big bro....big bro QUEE-YERRR!....you will have prac'ally nuthin' except whut I letchu have fum in here.
"You will change clothes in here....finish dryin' off fum showers in here....evvyding...in fuckin' here, for me to see, and tell yu the next ding yuh can do!"
Ryan had gotten up and was standing in front of Boardie's turned down head. He shoved a foot under the older kid's face, wiggled his toes up at Boardie's lips and the big brother tongue-dug each toe up off the floor and sucked it into his mouth, dutifully servicing his little brother while he took further instruction.
"Yuh get no tunes, no TV, no 'puter or phone neider. Any stuff you GOTTA do on'na 'puter, you come in here and use this but ONLY when I'm here, and yu gimme all yur id's and passwords, which I'll change, and I will log you on. I'LL give you access fum here out. No more emails to friends and stuff. Yur reg'lar life is O-VERRRR! and dat's wit'a capital 'O'....Lookit! Lookit up here to me!" When Mick looked up, straining every muscle, to look high above him from his belly-down position, there was his brother with his mouth forming a big 'O' and he was fucking a finger in and out of it to make the point to his brandy new cocksuckin' big bro.
Boardie could have cried at what was happening to him, and turned his head nose-first back to the floor.....and to Ryan's feet....and toes.
"Most nights we'll start off in separate rooms at bedtime, but when the 'rents are sleepin', you getcher ass in here and take care'a me.
"Most times, you'll go with me to the baffroom and pull my dick out and hold it while I piss, then either wipe me off with yer hand and lick it, or wipe me with a tissue, or lick me off. At night, we'll have a juice carton in here for you to hold while I piss, so I don't have to get up and go all the way to the baffroom. That's if'n you don't drink it right fum da hose, eh, dicklicker!" Ryan laughed, leaned down and whisked his fingers across his bro's head lightly.
"You'll be gettin' yer ass home right quick-like evvy day. No more fuckin' around at hoops, or wit'cher buds, and stuff. And no more BUDS! No more cunt, eithuh. Yu are SHUT FUCKIN' DOWN, dude! LOCK-DOWN! No NUTHIN' fer YU. Some days, I'll be wantin' jerked off...others I'll be wantin' sucked off....but most days, it'll be bowff. Now tonight before you curl up on the floor to sleep, HA!...forgot dat....no more bed for yu cocksucker.... it'll be floor ridin' all'a way. Anyways, I wantchu to jerk me up nice and bony hard, then suck me off till I shoot mah load, faggot. But that's later, right now I gotta get some'a diss homework done, so I'll be lying back down on the bed and you just lick my bowff feet and the toes, too, till I can't stand it no more and needja to get me off. So get to it, BIG BRO!" Ryan mocked.
Ryan started to lay back down on the bed, but then, leaned down to Boardie and with both his hands under Boardie's jaw, he pulled his big brother up as high as he could and still keep him belly down to the floor and said, "Kiss it, dude....kiss my dick....Yahhhh....do it mannnnn! 'At's great....ooooh....now suck just the head and find my piss hole...yehhh.... like 'at...and diddle at it wit'cher tongue...Yiiiiii! Yu good, cocksucker! YU ARE GOOOOO-OOOOD!"
Ryan dropped his brother's head suddenly as he pulled away, and Boardie almost smacked his chin to the floor. As Ryan lay down, he looked down at his doof of a big brother, rubbed a bare foot through Mickey's brushcut. "Hump the floor fucker...lemme see yuh fuck some floor....DO IT dammit!!!!"
Mickey started hunching real fast and rutting up and back tearing hard at the delicate bare dickskins against the wood floor, making tiny squeaky sounds under him. After a few seconds, Ryan said, "Lift up...lemme see." Mickey rolled to his side and his reddened, semi-hard peter had slicked the floor with some prefuck drizz. "Lick that up faggot. I don't want no queer's goo on MY bedroom floor!"
Boardie got to all fours and as his tongue snaked out to lap his own boyspoo, the cell rang Ryan's tune and he said, "Hey...yeh...he's licking some jizz up right now....then he's gonna chow down on my feet before he blows me tuh sleep....yehhhh....no....I can't b'lieve it neider...."
Now, Chapter 14 at Boardie's:
It was a lonnnnnnng night for Mickey that night. He still couldn't get out of his head that he COULDN'T believe all this had happened to him and he'd become a slave to what seemed like every fucking punk kid shorter than him! And THAT was part of it....every one of these little pricks WAS shorter than him...smaller than him....I mean....wasn't he the class dude...the stud!?? How could this......? He was even hot shit at the loft downtown! What the fuck?????????
Ryan did it all that night. He pissed his brother's mouth....got the carton and had him store some of it. Even made Boardie piss in the OJ carton. Boardie ate Ryan's cock three times over night and once before lights out. Ryan wanted to look at the cum curdle on his big bro's tongue before he let the dude swallow each load, and then had him open up to make sure he DID swallow.
After the first shooter was swallowed, Ryan sticked a finger into Boardie's mouth and the fuckin' stuff was all still there! Ryan waled the shit out of Mickey....he slapped his face forehand and backhand and then punched the bigger kid in the belly, flooring him!
Needless to say, the shock of the onslaught caused an involuntary swallowing of the load Mickey tried to avoid eating.....and the whole fiasco ended any further attempts by Mickey to do the same again.
Ryan terrified Boardie in the middle of the night when he got up and crouched over him and pretended to be straining a turd! He nearly chucked when the kid farted in his face!
Mickey tried to tough it up, but then jerked away and rolled aside. "Wrong move, dweeb!" Ryan informed, punching him.
"Getcher ass up and come to the baffroom wiff me!"
(Watersports warning)
Ryan sat on the toilet and had Boardie kneel in front of him, chin on the seat, and hold the kid's cock in his mouth while Ryan shit. The stench was enough to make him wretch, but stay he did!
Mickey's exasperation was at peak! His face was red and his cheeks puffed from holding his breath!
After Ryan unloaded, his brother got a mouthful of aftershit piss. Ry was still wiping his own ass....Mickey was scared at how close this was getting....he didn't think he'd ever let it get THAT far....but then again...what choice did he have....eating the shit of all the other kids too??! Could they do that? 'Nooooo! God noooooo! he cried to himself!'
(Watersports over)
Back in the room, Ryan took a suck from Mick and then had his big brother reassume 'floor'. Ry smiled to himself as he nuzzled his pillow in the knowings that he was in command and Boardie....his big brother....was shit!
The morning was mild by contrast. The morning blowjob, changed to a morning jerk off....a dual jackin' as it were.
First Ryan kicked his brother awake and had him half squat at the knees butt naked and beat off till he shot while all the time calling to his kid bro how much he liked to suck cock and eat cum.
When Boardie finished quaking in aftercum, Ryan put the big kid on his knees and had him jack his kid brother off while occasionally licking the kid's balls. Ryan grunted and humped bro-face lifting his rutting ass off the bed till he nutted all over the place and made Mickey lick it all up, including his own spooge from before.
Ryan was thinking that making Boardie lick cum off things was the favorite thing for him. It so made his day to watch the bigger fucker crawling around on hands and knees licking floor, carpet, bedspread annnnnnnnnnnnd of course.....boy brother!!!!!
After their combo shower which would be regular from here on, wherein Mickey would bathe his little brother and eat hole each morning, they finally made it to breakfast. Again there was no reaction by the mom, dad was already gone for the day, that the boys took each other's normal chairs.
One of the things about boxers that had become a plus was they were acceptable to moms as 'walk-around-the-house' attire. Briefs were generally taboo in mixed company, even a mom's.
In Mickey's case, Ryan had Mick come to breakfast barefoot and in just his boxers, while Ryan was fully dressed except for sneaks and socks. The mom didn't really notice...she had long given up trying to figure out kids' doings, and just let things that weren't life threatening slide.
Three times Ryan dropped a fork on the floor and Mickey had to crawl under the table and kiss the kid's toes. Ryan drove him batty wiggling the toes and making Boardie fight to get them into his mouth.
Between the toe tickles and his laughing to himself, Ryan was all but hysterical at the table, trying to keep it all in, by the time breakfast was over. Mom usually left them alone and started the house cleaning before leaving for work, so Ryan was free to abuse Mickey to his heart's content. Mom did have a glimmer of a question that Boardie who was usually talkative at the table, hadn't spoken 'nary a word at dinner the night before, or breakfast.
Anyways, Mickey was ordered to come and kneel next Ryan after the mom left the room and wait till Ryan finished eating, leaving his own food in his plate. At end, Ryan fed his fork and spoon to Mickey to lick clean....then the plate. Mickey lapped it up like a dog, and then had the big bro lean into Ryan's pants and kiss the boy's fly before clearing the table.
Mickey had to stay on his knees till Ryan left the room. But before Ryan left, he grabbed a handful of scrambled eggs and sausage out of Boardie's unfinished plate, squeezed it into a smoosh and shoved it in Mickey's boxers! Priceless! The food momentarily clung to, then slid down through his pubes and cock and out the legs of his underwears to the floor.
As they headed out for school, Ryan took all Boardie's allowance cash and change, pocketing it.
Once they were out of sight of the house, Ryan had his brother take his shoes, socks, pants and shirt off and carry them in both hands like a little boy who stripped his stuff off to wade in a stream and walks back with everything held up out of the water hands held up bent at the elbows like the little fairy Ryan was going to make out of him.
Ryan walked an extra block toward the high school with his brother to make sure as many kids as possible saw the scene and then cut back to his own school laughing like a hyena!
The 'Mickey Marauders', as they might as well be called, got together in the caf to listen to Axl's afternoon humiliation plan for Ryan's big brother.
That afternoon, Ryan rushed home not wanting to miss any of the 'moving day' action of Mickey lugging all Ryan's shit to his room.
Ryan forestalled his bodily functions to make sure the move was completed before the 'marauders' got there.
Mickey had received text messages from 3 of the kids during school informing him what time he had to be at their houses that night to suck dick. His heart stabbed and sank now every time he got a message. Soon he'd only be getting these kind of messages as Ryan was cutting off his social life and not allowing him to answer any messages of any kind.
Ryan went into his 'old' room to check how well Mickey'd done, and was pleased that he'd cleared out everything. Ryan had thrown a pile of stuff from a few drawers on the floor for Mickey to take back to the empty old bedroom of Ryan's. Mickey put his stuff into Ryan's bureau's and closet.
The good of this was Mickey had reached the age where the mom left his room private, even locked, so she wouldn't be discovering that a lot of Mick's stuff was missing....they'd already worked out, that since this was a 'tempory' thing, they would just say, they didn't move everything in the event she insisted on coming in.
When it was all done, Ryan celebrated by having Mickey hold the piss carton for him to take a whiz and get cleaned off.
Ryan wanted to be at peak boy power, so he didn't want to get sucked before the fuck-around that afternoon. Mickey wasn't the only one who didn't know what the 'fuck-around' was....all the kids were in the dark. Axl hadn't shared that bit.
Ry had been a little bent out of shape when he got home and found that Mickey was still dressed in street clothes.
"Hey, dickwad....get naked....when we alone in'iss house, man....you be naked!" Ryan ordered.
Mickey dropped his stuff off him like he was a molting snake..
"At's better, bro. Yu make me proud to be yur brudder, know dat?" Ryan mocked.
Following the after-move piss, Ryan left Mickey alone and went downstairs for a snack and to wait on the dudes who were due anytime. Mickey already had the time texted to him from Axl. He couldn't believe how much of a bully that little fucker was! But he sure had command of the other eight punks driving Mickey crazy.
At 3:30 PM...a half hour earlier than the initial meet, Boardie had to appear. He was to have with him, a roll of duct tape.
As it drew on to 3:30, Boardie started his descent. He couldn't believe he was doing this.
From the living room, in the chair that faced the stairs, sat Axl, with a leg over the arm kicking up and back like a metronome as the first naked foot appeared on the stairs.
Axl raised his arms and brought up a cheer from all the others who were sitting around the living room as Mickey appeared in all his bare skins before them at the alcove entry to the large room.
Axl snapped a finger and Mickey ran like a little fag to him. Axl took the tape. He ushered Mickey in the fashion of a maitre d' to a bar stool positioned in the center of the room. Mickey knew it had come from dad's wet bar downstairs....the same room where he was getting blowed by Buddy when Ryan took the picture that started this whole fucking thing off.
Axl got up, and while all the others including Ryan, remained seated but moving to the edge of their seats or the ones on the floor leaned forward, Axl had Mickey sit on the stool.
He finger snapped Mickey's cockhead and made him yelp to the collective joy of all the others, who in involuntary sympathy all grabbed their own crotches. A guy just can't help it man...somebody gets it in the dick or nuts...it's like it happened to you.
Axl called over Emil to cradle Mickey's neck as he was layed back on the stool precariously. Axl pushed Mick's feet up, bent at the knees and taped them together around the insteps. Then he pulled Mick's wrists to the feet and taped them to the side of each ankle.
Stepping back to admire the very speedy handiwork, Axl offered his prize turkey to the others with an ushering hand toward Mickey's trussed up fetal boy ball, as he sent the young dude to spinning 'round and 'round on the stool.
The kids all jumped up applauding. It looked great! Hot! Teen turkey on the 'round! Indeed! Axl wanted so bad to grease the fucker up with oil, just like a real turkey, but changed his mind.
Axl now moved in to slow the spinning kid and first stepped right up where Mickey's head would pass if he was spinning still. He showed the crowding boys by first moving the stool back, then forward, that Mick's head would hit his hip each time if he let it go.
Some of the kids had to be getting this, but they all seemed patient enough to let Axl demonstrate.
He now stepped back, bent at the legs to get his prick out of his cargoes, and flopped it out in front of him. He shamelessly pulled at it and started to get him a semi hard, then he stepped back up to the stool and just far enough away to let Mickey's hanging, spinning face brush against Axl's flaring prick. THEY GOT IT!
Their eyes flashed and sparkled as questioning faces broke into smiles and then cheers!
The zip and rustling you hear is the flash of boy flys and cock being wrestled from them. 'Z-z-z-z-z-z-zwhooossshhhhh!'
Nine cocks at the ready!
Axl moved around the boy circle to make sure every cock was positioned correctly, and then took a spot next to last dude and set Mickey a spinning!
'Spatt-spat-apatta-amak-spatasmaka-ploppa-plopp-slakka-amaka......'
"And round and round she goes and where she stops nobuddy knows!" Axl called out like a carnival vendor.
Mickey was being face-cocked....dick-whipped....prick-slapped again and again and again!
If he hadn't taken so much already at these kids' hands....and dicks...this would have been the ultimate....but sad for him to say....shit man! this owney the beginnin'!!!!
The extra added feature that even Axl didn't preplan, was that Boardie's ass was being cock-smacked equally and shamefully around and around...oh man...9 boys times 90...or 190....or who cares!
Axl wanted to see....it was maybe ten minutes.....and yuh know with teenage patience such as it is....non-existant to be suck-cinct....them boys just stayed right on getting their share of bigger boy face-cockin' to their hearts' content and Axl thought they might be able to do it all fucking day if that's what they wanted!
What sort of shocked Axl...and all the others I suspect was that at some point after 5 minutes of taking young boy cock across the face faster and faster and trussed up as he was for the whole wide room to see, the pretty boy teen burst out crying and streaming real tears and his sobs were heart wrenching as he bucked from his diaphragm up and out over and over while he whirled into cock after cock of young dude meat to his eternal fucking shame!
Several of the boys looked at Axl after Mickey started the waterworks and got no indication anything would change, and every kid kept his place....even the most shamy ones, continued to have their now hard pricks teased by a big boy's cheek.
Then there was almost a relief of the tension that built so thick in the room from the erotics of it all when Axl stopped the stool, and just as some of the boys were about to break the circle, their cocks got smacked from Mickey's other cheek! Axl just restarted the stool around the opposite way. It had the dual effect of giving a different sensation to one's meaty prick, and kept Boardie from blowing his lunch.
Axl continued the torment till Boardie had no more tears to spill and just bucked up at his exhausted and strained stomach muscles without any control over his whimpering sobs.
He left one of the kids, Marty, to spot for Boardie at the stool while he collected the others in a huddle. He pulled five kids back then and moved the other three into the stool again, and positioned the first kid at Boardie's ass. He spit-slicked two fingers and rubbed Boardie's tail and worked the cheeks open to show the kid at Mickey's back door. Justin was a little shaky and nervous, but anxious and kept nodding to Axl, and then he licked his own two fingers and worked them in where Axl's had been and then Axl grabbed one and pressed it in, and Boardie screamed!
Justin pulled out and then sent one finger in a little and then a little more and then pulled out and spit and pushed in and again and then spit again and then ohmigod....it was fantastic! The other kids watched grabbing their cocks still pokin' out their boxer flys and squeezed as Justy's index finger digged in to the second knuckle!
Axl and Justin worked his hand and fingers til Boardie was open two fingers' worth! They all marveled at the heaving boy turkey they were frig-diddlin'.....and they heard Boardie..."Oh god! Ohhhh! Urmmpph! Ungh! Uh! Uh! Ohhh! Ayeh! Uhhhhh!"
And somehow Axl knew, and he pulled Justin up and started to grip the kid's slim but hard little prick....the kid was s-o-o-o-o-o fucking hard! Axl was shocked at how ready Justin was....little virgin dude....was REDDDDDDDDD-EEE EEEEEEEE!
Justin took charge and fit his cockhead right to the spitted slot and pressed it's mushy head as hard and his fingers were slipping down to the tip of the head as he watched the anal skins of the teen boy swallow his dick like a guppy.
"Uggggcchhhuhhh!" breath was sucked in around the boy circle. Boy fuck! They'd watched their first boy fuck! It was so fucking hot! The whole bunch of them were bent down and working and humping dick like crazy.
Axl stepped back as Justin eased the first stroke out and slipped back in to the asshole sucking sound of Boardie's newly deflowered boy toybox!
Axl was thrilled to see Justin's butt snap up and slam his prick into a screaming Boardie! He snap fucked that dude like he'd been fucking ass since he was a toy rugrat! Oh man, he flung his back....rammeled that fucker and lurched forward, bit Boardie's thigh, and then LICKED it, and flung his head back...."Ohhhh! Sogoooood! I love it! My dick! Sooooo hotttt! Ohmannn...ohdudes...fuckin'! Ahm fuckin!" Justin whined and squealed. Axl started to worry the others were getting too worked up and would cum before the games were over!
He gripped Justin's shoulders and whispered....and Justin shook his head 'NO!' violently.... but Axl kept on and soon Justin was nodding and then....and then....slowly....ever so sadly slowly, he pulled out, looked back at Axl at first sheepy like, and then sad. He'd given up his first fuck. HIS FIRST FUCK! He stared hypnotically at the gaping hole he'd left in Mickey's asspussy!
The other kids rushed up close to see how the hole opens....and stays open. One of the kids even pulled out a key chain flashlight and looked up Mickey's asshole!!! Then they were all grabbing it from him and peering into the dark abyss! Evan and Shane actually sticked a finger in each...up where their buddy's cock had just been lubing boycunt with prefuck! Their fingers receded with strings of spermage hanging from their tips! Axl pointed to Boardie's face and they laughed and shoved their fingers in his mouth for cleaning.
Axl had made all the kids promise in the huddle that they would break for each other.... and it wasn't fair if they didn't share their teenpussy with all the others!
At the Harris': He loved how Beth swooshed her lips all the way down to his pubes as he pulled all the way out to the cockhead crown which remained fully stuffed up into Warren's bunger. "Bite his butt-skins clingin' on to my cock'ere, bitch. Suck 'em out as far as yu can...lessee the innards of yur cockhound faggot-ass husband! Lessee yuh chew on them skins bitch...yahhhh! Yu doin' it! Yu doin' it good! Like'at Warr ol' buddy? Like when yur honeyhole whore bitch wife chews out the insides'a yer asshole. Oh yahhhh! I know yuh do....but we gonna have to shave yuh, faggot, so's we can see it all better tomorruh! Keep chowin' bitch!" Tony droned on and on as he encouraged the maximum debasing depravity from this sad lot of family debris he'd taken control of, lock, stock, cock and cunt!
He was already thinking about his material needs as he contemplated his new status as 'head of the household'. Of course, Warren and Beth would turn over their pay to him each week. He was thinking that with his improved status, he'd have to acquire new income sources.
But right then, his raging prick needed more attention and he pummel-pounded to the pubes up into Warren evoking a massive groan from deep down in the bigger man's core. The raging fuck-slam all but squashed Beth's head between his driving pubics and her hubby's asshole! Beth's face was a mess of sweat, spit, cum-dregs of Tony's pre-fuck gliding out and down the shaft that tore her Warren a new asshole every time. The cockhairs pasted themselves to Beth's sticky cheeks and Tony got this silly grin on his face thinking she looked like the bearded lady at the circus.
Meanwhile he rammed on and on through Warren's buttsleeve without a care in the world and with the knowledge that his teenboy sex cravings and personal needs would be satisfied in every way, anytime and anyway he wanted for the foreseeable future.
Buddy flopped over onto Beth's back when he shot his wad, and Tony grabbed the punk dweeb and pulled the kid behind him to tune his butthole with his tongue. "Eat it out boybitch! Eat my hole till it sqeaks!"
"Squusfggl! Gwurlupphh!" and Buddy was literally 'up' to his task.
Tony stopped in mid-debauch, when out of the clear blue, Warren howled, "Oh fuck, oh Jer-r-r-r-y....pound me man! Pound my fuckin' ass Jerry-dude!"
That big-assed grin glowed across Tony's face! That fuckin' daddy cockhound been holdin' out on his new boy butt-pleaser! He didn't tell that part of the story. No-o-o-o-o he didn't! He only mentioned suckin' cock and some cum swallerin'....he din't say nuthin'.... NO FUCKIN' THING about gettin' boybuggered by his buddy....annnnnnd wantin' it....needin' it....annnnnnd fuckin' LOVIN' it!!!! No sireeee! He hadn't told Tony THAT!
No doubt now. Tony owned them all!!!! His renewed vigor showed itself as he banged and re-banged the newly punked Daddy, and somewhere his mind had switched to how he'd just taken 200 - plus pound Joe the day before....sheeeeitttt! Fucking Warren would be a pushover if he tried any fistin' on Tony. Ha! The ownee fistin' Warren was gonna be doin' any time soon was gonna be ridin' 'em like a derby jockey!!!! "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
Belly-laughing to all get out, Tony never missed a stroke and shot his nut up the bigger man's ass, warming that hole like it hadn't been warmed since his high school days on the end of his buddy Jerry's tool!
The Sneakers. Chapter 14.
Tony's cockhead was giving him those sensi-tender jolts and making him jerk up and around like he was getting small electric shocks, but he looked down behind him, and there was the rest of the family.
Beth was sprawled out on her back, tits up and shimmying as she ate at Warren's hole and Tony's softening prick....and young son Buddy...on his knees with his face and tongue buried in Tony's ass clot.
He laughed and laughed out loud, and then blurted out, "THIS....THIS is what it's all about!"
He grabbed at the back of Buddy's head and "Shumumpphh!" he wrenched the fucking kid's head deeper into his crease!
"Eat it up good, punk! Suck me uppppppp!!!" Tony gritted through his teeth as the thrill of the kid's tongue started to stiffen his daddy-buried tool once more.
He pushed back a little from Warren's butthole and fingered down under the man's balls into Beth's fuckslop eating mouth. Tony felt a lurch behind him. He's actually scared her when his fingers digged into her mouth. He just laughed again. The control...the fucking power...it couldn't be clear if even street savvy Tony knew the extent of his mastery. He kept getting new sensu-erotics started up in and around him from every angle without even orchestrating anything.
The family was just seemed to be following through on the directions it had been given throughout the afternoon sex rodeo.
Tony rapid-hard steeled again and he rammed Warren anew and made the man cry out in pain! "Take it you fuckin' queer! Yu been wantin'iss all yer worthless life, faggot, and now yu gettin' it....evvythin' I can give yuh....and then a whole fuckin' lot more!!! Ain't that right!?? I said, 'AIN'T THAT RIGHT, BITCH???!!'"
Warren's voice weakly cried....whimpered and then..."Yeh-Yeh-Yesssss! Yes! Yes! OHHH-YESSSSS!!!!"
"Cockeatin' queer! Yuh got thet right, by damn!"
'Ssspfftt! Ssppfft!' Tony spit at Warren...and again! The bigger dude jerked away...and then jerked away again from the second gloppy spray.
Tony slapped the daddy now, and again! "You faggot! Turnin' away fum my spit...that's stuff fum inside me...part'a me....you like my stuff dude! 'D'ju forget dat? Yu had no prob with my fuckin' dick snot, cumdump! Yuh sure should'n' mind a little of yur Tony-boy's spit...now should yuh...SHOULD YUH DAMMIT???"
"No...No...ohhhnoooo!" Warren whined and then yelled!
"No what, yu bitch!? No WHAT!" Tony barked.
"Nnnnn...nuh....no SIRRRR!" Ahhh Warren got it. His little stint in the Army flashed back from when the Sarge used to yell like that....ol' Sarge wanted to hear, SIR....and then screamed that they didn't want to hear 'SIR'....they weren't fucking officers....they worked for their money.....and so they would have reason to scream at the fuckin' poor scared-ass punk recruits again! Ha! 'Ziff they needed a reason.
Anyways, back on the couch Tony was fixed on not letting Warren get a new life here. Tone was savvy to tuff dudes...just like Joe...he knew he had to take it to Warren....and now...or there wouldn't be no second time. Warren got the double spit and slap whammy, with both the right and left hands from Tony. Tony was wild now. He slapped the man harder...harder....and Warren lunged up at Tony only to be bashed in the forehead with the bottom of Tony's fist. It really surprised Warren more than hurt him. First, he wasn't expecting Tony to retaliate that strongly, and second, the power of Tony's fist was a surprise...especially given that he didn't use his knuckles on the bigger dude. He could'a fucking knocked him out! No slouch with his hands, that kid!
Then, Tony pulled out of the daddyfag and grabbed at him till he rolled his ass to the floor and then proceeded to bend to him behind his head and scream at him again like the old boot camp sergeants and kicked at his naked ass and hounded the poor bastard as he was made to crawl, flop to his belly, slither, and then get up and crawl at the end of Tony's foot down the hall into the bedroom.
Tony ran back to the living room and screamed for the mom and Buddy to get their asses inside, too.
The poor souls staggered off the couch, Beth first falling off to the floor, and then they made their way holding onto each other till they got to the bedroom door and found Warren trying to get his knee up onto his bed, but having so little strength....
Tony shoved the others in and ordered them to get the 'dead ass' Warren up on the bad.
They hustled to help the poor guy and when they'd done that, they turned back to Tony, who had gone and come back with the instant camera, and had the naked family choregraphed with Buddy upside down on his head facing the camera, being held at the knees by Warren, who looked up and out at the camera as his tongue slupped into his son's bunger....with Beth on her knees sucking Buddy's balls, and Buddy looking toward the camera, tongue out and fingers reaching out to the right and into Beth's pussy.
"Now that's a shot for the family album, bitches! Now we'll keep changing around till we've had a shot of evverybody's parts in everybody's holes...got it? Let's GO!"
The dumshits scrambled every time Tony hollered "SWITCH!" and found a new hole to finger or tongue while showing all their faces to the camera every time!
Tony was laughing so hard when it was done, tears were streaming down his face.
Then the coup de gras was having Beth and Warren hold Buddy in the air, belly up, legs pulled wide and up, showing the kid's butthole winking at the camera....Tony wanted it to look like a sacrificial offering, and breathlessly said, "YEHHHHHHHHSSSSSSS!!!!" as he snapped the pic before moving in for some hot boytail tooling!
He had Beth and Warren put their arms around each other and sit back and down on their heels behind Buddy's head, lowering him back to the mattress. Tony wanted them to watch as he lifted the kid's tail all the way up so he was on his shoulders. He could look out and up toward Tony above and at his butt or straight up and see mommy and daddy.
Tony gripped onto his cock and squeezed it through his thumb and fingers as he sought the teen Buddy pucker....and drived it down and down and Beth bit her lip as she watched that tube of boyman pleasure disappear into Buddy.
Tony looked at them and smiled as he pulled it back out with the shimmer of buttslime coating it's hard length, and sneered as he drove in again....again....again....and now the dude was pummeling the young fucker and who was grunting, "Uh! Uh! Uh! Yuh! MMph! Enngghh! Errnngh!" with each fuck rut.
He wanted the Buddydaddy to watch.
Tony pulled all the way out and bent the kid's ass toward them and they gulped at the sight of the wide open cockreamed toy hole gaping at them and barely starting to close. He pulled Beth's face into it and growled, "Suck it out, bitch...taste me in there cunt!" Beth was snorfing out boyhole...she was crazed...ravenous!
Tony shoved her head away and the suction broke and popped like a balloon at Buddy's boytwat, and Tony pulled Buddy's ass back to him and rammed him through once morrrrre!
There were tears welling in Warren's eyes as Buddy squealed from the thrill and sheer power of Tony's ram-fucking drilling of the kid, and then the tears streamed down his face when his Buddy pleaded for it, "Ohgodyeh! Fuck me! Fuckme! Oh daddyOhh Tony...please FUCKMEEEEEEE!!"
Ohmahgoddd! He called Tony 'DADDY'!!!!
Tony reached for the camera and took that final shot of Buddy begging for more!!!!
Buddy's breath shortened and it quavered in his throat.
Tony growled and grunted and rammed him harder and harder.
Buddy kept huffing and quivering and hucc'ing and kicking and being so fucking needy for dick!
The dad watched while the boy that he befriended took that teenboy ass over and over before his eyes.
Tony started to slow a bit when he saw drool oozing from the corner of Beth's mouth, and Warren start to pull at his cock in his hand, humping it, thinking Tony wouldn't notice.
Oh mannnn! Daddy wanted his Buddy....and Beth...she wanted any fucking cock in the room....she was fingering her pussy and licking her lips drooling her mouth slop down onto Buddy's face in her trance at the sight of that cock...that beautiful cock of Tony's that...that should be...in HERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!
Tony wanted to high five SOMEbody. He knew beyond any question...he fuckin' OWNED them all!
While he rode Buddy's ass hard, he pulled Warren over to suck the kid's dick now. That filthy fucker Warren wolfed the kid's prick down his throat! He gnawed over it! Growled and even barked in the deeps of his Buddydick stuffed face!
Tony hollered to the cunt-dripping, fevered Beth to assume her regular place under Tony's balls and eat his cock snotprecum as it oozed out of Buddy's boybox onto his driving fucktool!
Then Tony yanked Warren's boyeating mouth onto his own cock as it pistoned in and out of Buddy's bunger. "Lick my tool man! Taste the little fag's asshole on my boy pleaser!"
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