Date: Thu, 20 Dec 2018 03:03:47 -0600 From: gwen uni Subject: Josh And B.O. by Cutter09 bi adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 Josh and B.O. by Cutter09 I've been in the NBA for a few years now, and being a seven foot [2.10 m] tall, basketball player makes me very valuable. Several million a year valuable, not to mention endorsements and personal appearances. Life's been good to me. All through high school and college, I got all the pussy I could want. Now, it's the basketball groupies and models and stars. Never a shortage of women who want to fuck my brains out. Why should I get married when I have everything? Huge house, expensive cars, free pussy. Even on the road, there is no shortage. So, it was after a game, we won our fourth in a row, I was leaving the locker room looking for a piece for the night. One of the regular groupies approached me. Her name is Sheila. I knew for a fact that I was the only one on the team she hadn't fucked, and she wanted the complete set. I had been putting her off for a long time. She isn't my type at all. Tall, big mouth, small tits. "Come on Bjorn, you can ask anyone, I'll be good for you," she begged. "Sorry Sheila, not happening." Just then a really cute girl came over and started tugging at Sheila's sleeve. "You're new," I said as I appraised her. Petit, nice rack, pouty lips. My type. "I'm just visiting here from Toronto. Sheila and I are old friends. I'm Cheryl." Long story, short. I end up in bed with Cheryl at her place. I'm careful not to take people I don't know to my house. Ok, time for a little biology. I'm 7'2" [2.18 m] tall. Weigh just at 265 pounds [120 kg]. Five pounds [2� kg] of that is cock. All things being proportionate, I'm well hung. So, I'm pounding Cheryl, and she is screaming like a banshee. I'm not really trying to hurt her, but It's not like I'm in love with her either. I know pussies stretch, and I like stretching them. I pound her for about thirty minutes, and dump my load. I love cumming after a game. We pass out. I'm woken up a couple of hours later, with a warm mouth on my johnson. I look down and see her head bobbing up and down under the blanket. Man, this chick could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. She was a decent lay, but she was a master at blow jobs. In no time at all, I'm painting her tonsils with my cream. I collapse back on the bed, trying to find the strength to thank her for the excellent job she performed. She gets out of bed and I guess she went to the bathroom to spit out her hard earned reward. I prefer they swallow my deposit, but what the hell, to each his own. I feel her get back into bed, "Did you like that?" she asked. "That was incredible. Best I've ever had," I told her honestly. A little later I crawl out of bed, and go looking for some hydration. Digging around in her refrigerator, all I find is cranberry juice. "What's with women and fucking cranberry juice?" I mutter aloud. "They use it for UTI's," came a voice from the darkness. I about jumped through the ceiling. At seven feet tall, it's not that hard. A kid steps into the light emitted by the open refrigerator door. "Jesus kid! You scared the shit out of me." "We have some frozen orange juice. I'll make it for you," the kid said as he opened the freezer compartment and pulls out a can. It dawns on me, I'm standing in the light, with nothing on. I try to cover up with my hands. "A little late for that, I've already seen it," the kid informs me. As he moves around the kitchen making the orange juice, I give him the once over. Good looking boy, about 12 or 13. Blond with blue eyes. Same pouty lips as Cheryl. I realize he is in his underwear, and it appears he is erect. I'm no expert on the subject, but he seems to have a fairly nice package. "Who are you kid?" "Josh. Cheryl's my sister. Well, half sister. We have the same mother. Had the same mother, I should say, she died last month." "Sorry to hear it," I said as I watched him. He would take quick glances at my cock, as he worked on the orange juice. "What's a UTI?" "Urinary Tract Infection. Girls are prone to them. The most common cause is sexual intercourse," he informed me. He looked directly at my cock. "Did you get a blow job?" I nodded. He poured a glass of O J, and asked, "Did you like it?" "Yeah, it was gr... uh never mind." I didn't think it very nice to tell a kid his sister gives great head. He sat the glass of juice on the table, and poured one for himself. He was grinning like the cat who ate the canary. All this time, we had just the light from the fridge . He closed the fridge door, and sat at the table. I sat down across from him in the darkness. "Man you're tall. You should play for the NBA." "I do." "Really? What's your name?" "Bjorn." "Bjorn Oglethorpe? B.O.?" He jumped up and turned on the overhead light. "Oh My God. It really is you. I can't believe B.O. is sitting in my kitchen." I'm used to this kind of reaction. "Yep, in the flesh." "Man... Bjorn Oglethorpe just fucked my sister. And I... God, no wonder you have such a big dick. You're like 7'2'' aren't you?" "Yeah." "You were great in tonight's game. 28 points, 14 rebounds, 10 assists." "Thanks. I try to earn my pay." He is standing right in front of me, and I see his dick twitch. "You look like you're packing a nice one too." Did I just compliment a kid's cock? He blushed and sat down to hide his erection. "A little late for that, isn't it," I mocked him. We drank our juice in silence for a few minutes, then I stood, and scratched my pubes for a moment. I know kids wonder about how big our cocks are. I thought I would give him a thrill, and something to tell his friends. His eyes were glued to my cock, and his hand went below the table. "I should go back to bed. It was nice talking to you Josh." "Uh... yeah. It was nice meeting you too, B.O." *** After the next home game I looked for Cheryl. For some reason, I couldn't get that blow job off my mind. I had even thought about it while fucking some chick when we were at an away game. I didn't see Cheryl, but spotted Sheila talking to Max. "Is Cheryl here?" "No. She only came with me that one time." "Damn," I said disappointedly. "I have her number, if you want it." "That would be great. Thanks." "What do I get in return?" Sheila asked leadingly. I called Cheryl the next day, still a little pissed at myself for letting Sheila have her complete set. I'm not stupid, I used a condom. Thought for a minute I might use two at once, just to be sure. Anyway, I called Cheryl and asked her to dinner. I was even nice throughout the dinner date, even though I wanted to rush out so I could get those pouty lips around my cock. She loved the restaurant I took her to. She quickly invited me back to her place, and I eagerly accepted. When we got into bed, I kinda forced her down toward my cock. I was anxious to get another award winning blow job. Only she didn't deliver. It was unenthusiastic and bland. I played it off to the fact that I didn't give her a choice in the matter, and had forced her to do it. It was so bad, she was barely able to get me hard enough to fuck her. I'm pouring it to her pretty good, and she is screaming again. I have to admit, I like it when they scream. I couldn't help thinking about her brother hearing her screams. I smiled to myself wondering if he was jerking off while knowing I was making his sister cum like mad. The more I thought about him, I had flashes of his tight briefs, tented by his dick. I wondered what he looked like with his hand wrapped around his dick as he stroked off to hearing us. I imagined him shooting his load, and it spurting all over his flat tummy. That set me off, and I dumped a huge load in Cheryl. I awoke later to find Cheryl bobbing up and down on my cock. She was in award winning mode again. I loved it. She had me bucking and moaning in no time. I grabbed her head and thrust up at it, sliding past her gag reflex, into her throat. I fired my cum as deep as I could. I actually felt her throat contract around my cock, as she swallowed all I gave her. It felt like her throat was milking me, drawing all it could get out of me. Through slitted eyes, I watched her white panty clad ass exit the bedroom door. A moment later she returned, and slid into the bed. I could feel her bush against my hip as she lay over my chest and kissed me. "Did you forget something?" I asked her. "What?" "Your panties. You must have left them in the bathroom." "Huh... Oh yeah. I guess I did." "I'm going to get some water, want me to bring them to you?" "No. I usually sleep without them anyway," she answered. I entered the dark kitchen, to find Josh standing in front of the open refrigerator, drinking from a bottle of water. I saw the chance to startle him like he did me last time. So I snuck up on him. "Can I have some?" I said abruptly. Josh jerked his head around before lowering the water bottle, spilling water all down his front. "Jesus. B.O. You scared the shit out of me." "Payback's a bitch, ain't it. So, can I have some water too?" He reached into the fridge, and pulled out a bottle. "Last one," he said handing it to me. I looked down at his briefs. They were almost transparent from being wet. I could make out his hard dick straining at the front and pushing the waistband out a bit. "Looks like you're wearing more than you got to swallow. Care to share this with me?" He smiled at me. "I swallowed quite a lot, but I would love some more water." We sat side by side at the table, passing the bottle back and forth. I didn't mind drinking after him for some reason. Usually I'm picky about such things. "How old are you Josh?" "I'll be fourteen on new year's day." "That's coming up soon." "Yeah. This Sunday is Christmas, then the next Sunday is my birthday." "I have a game on Christmas, but we're off New Year's day," I said. I looked at him a moment then asked, "I'm going to a team party New Year's Eve, do you think Cheryl will want to go with me?" His shoulders slumped a bit, then he said, "From what I heard earlier, I'd say she would jump at the chance to see you again." He looked down at my cock, which made it twitch a bit. I looked at his see through white briefs, and his was twitching too. With him sitting, I could see down into his undies a bit. If it wasn't so dark in that kitchen, I would be able to see it better. Why was I thinking that? Did I want to see his boy cock? I could almost see it clearly when he was standing in front of the fridge earlier. We were quiet for another minute, as we finished off the water. Then Josh asked, "Did you enjoy your blow job tonight?" "Ah man, it was..." I remembered who I was talking to and stopped. "You should go change your underwear, those are all wet." I reached to his lap, and pulled his dick away from his body with one finger, and let it snap back against his belly. "Though the cold water doesn't seemed to have affected you too much," I laughed. He smiled at me. "You know how teenage boys are. Just walking erections." I stood to leave, Josh stopped me. "Are you going to wake up Cheryl when you go back to bed?" "No, why?" He reached up and squeezed my already half hard cock. "Just wondering," he said letting go of my, soon to be completely hard, member. I crawled into bed behind Cheryl, and spooned into her back. She must have felt my cock on her butt crack. "Again? I'm already pretty sore," she complained. Letting it go, I turned over and went to sleep. The next morning, I asked Cheryl to go to the New Year's Eve party with me. "Shit! That's Josh's birthday. I haven't done a damn thing about his birthday, or Christmas," she said as she scurried around the room picking up her clothes. "I noticed you didn't have a Christmas tree up. I thought you might be Jewish or something." "No. I've just been too busy finalizing Mom's affairs, getting the house ready to sell, stuff like that." I hate the thought of kids not having a nice Christmas. I even organized a deal with the local children's hospital. Me and a bunch of other players visit the hospital Christmas morning and meet the kids and give them gifts. It's great to see their faces light up when a bunch of very tall Elves show up carrying bags of gifts. "I know he likes basketball. Why don't you let me send a car for you Christmas day, to take him to the game?" She picked up her panties from the floor, "How did you know he likes basketball?" "We talked briefly last night," I said smiling about him being in his briefs. Cheryl pulled on the dark blue satin thong, and stood in front of me. "He would love that. Are you sure it won't be a bother?" she asked. Then turned to picked up her jeans. Her butt was completely exposed in the thong, and looked a lot more tanned than it did last night as she slipped out the bedroom. "No trouble at all. And I can take both of you to the party next week." "You're so sweet. I'll have to do something special for you too." She kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipping into my mouth with promise. I immediately thought about another blow job as a reward. I was somewhat surprised I couldn't still taste my cum on her tongue, but it had been a few hours since she had swallowed my load. I talked to the secretary about tickets. "Coach's grandkids aren't coming, they're stuck in a blizzard in North Dakota. I'll try to get their tickets," she promised. By the time my teammates and I finished at the children's hospital, we barely made it to the arena for pregame warmup. I spotted Cheryl and Josh on the front row, just below one of the baskets. Great seats for a kid's Christmas gift. I ran and dunked the ball through the basket, and then went up to Josh and ruffled his hair. His face lit up like a Christmas tree. Everyone around him was surprised. The fans know I don't usually do that sort of thing. As the game progressed, every time I stuffed the ball, I could hear Josh above the rest of the crowd. When Coach rested me, I glanced over and Josh waved at me. I waved back. Harden was guarding me, and every chance he got, he would take a cheap shot. He's a master at drawing fouls, and he is very good at fouling without getting caught. By the fourth quarter, I'd had enough of his shit. I went up for a dunk, he made contact, the ref saw it and blew his whistle. I stuffed the ball, and on the way down, my elbow made contact with his nose. Harden was led off court with a towel over his face. They had to pause the game to clean the blood off the court, and I got a free throw anyway. After the game (we won), I went over to Cheryl and Josh. "Meet us in the anti room," I told her. I grabbed Josh's hand and led him off court with the players. In the locker room, I introduced him around to some of the guys. He was in heaven. He was talking to Tony, when I went to shower. When I came back, Josh was sitting in front of my locker, chatting with K.C. as he dressed. K.C. left after saying goodbye to Josh. "You have a really big dick, but that guy is a mutant." Josh whispered to me. "Yeah, I've noticed," I chuckled. I saw Josh watching all the guys get dressed, and it dawned on me, he might be gay. I paid closer attention as I dressed, and his eyes were definitely on their crotches. I guess if I was in a room full of naked women, I would do some looking too. I can imagine what a gay guy in a room full of well hung, naked, athletes might do. If he is gay, this was one hell of a Christmas gift to him. We met up with Cheryl, she was talking to Sheila. When we approached, Sheila left. I took them to dinner, and was hoping for another blow job after. Cheryl had all but promised, right? Dinner was great, though expensive. It was a set menu for twice the usual price of this already expensive restaurant. Merry Christmas. "You had a good game," Cheryl said during the appetizers. "A good game? Are you nuts? 39 points, 13 assists, 15 rebounds, 3 blocks and four steals. That's a fucking GREAT game," Josh corrected. I had to keep from laughing. "Yeah, I guess you inspired me Josh. That was my season best so far." Cheryl gave him a dirty look. I guess because of his language. "I hope that other player wasn't hurt too bad," she said. "I hope you broke his fucking nose. I hate that guy. He was on you like you were wearing the same jersey. He's an ass too," Josh opined Cheryl glared at him. I winked at Josh and said, "I couldn't agree more." "I knew it! You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Josh exclaimed excitedly. "That wouldn't be very sportsman like. I could get booted from the game for something like that," I said with another wink. We went to my house after dinner, where I had one more gift for Josh. A basketball signed by the entire team, and Coach. I thought he was going to cry, when I handed him the ball. "I'll cherish it always," he said throwing his arms around my waist. They were both impressed with my house as I showed them around. Ending on the back patio by the pool. Cheryl sat in my lap and kissed me. "He really enjoyed tonight. Thanks for making it special." She rubbed my cock through my pants. "Now I owe you a good time." I looked across the pool where Josh sat with his feet in the heated water. He was watching her hand run over my crotch. The expression on his face wasn't that of a teen boy watching a live porno show. It was more like... sad. Cheryl noticed too and asked him, "Josh, would you like to spend the night here, or would you rather go home?" His face lit up again. "I guess that's your answer," I said. I led Josh to one of the guest rooms and showed him how to work the remote on the tv. "Bathroom's through there. You should find everything you need," I pointed out. "Are you gonna... I mean... Uh, never mind." I found Cheryl waiting for me in bed. I was hard instantly, expecting a great blow job. I got in, and she pushed me over onto my back. Mmm. I closed my eyes and let her take over. I feel her leg go over me, her hand wrap around my cock, then her pussy slides down on it. I look up to see her riding me cowgirl style. Not exactly what I was expecting. Oh well. In our previous encounters, she seemed to want to blow me for round two. So I let her ride me. She loves my big cock, and is moaning and screaming through four orgasms, when I finally fire my liquid missile into her snatch. She collapsed on my chest, and I rolled her off. I was glad round one was over, I was anxious for my round two blow job. Rehydration time. As I approached the kitchen, I could see Josh sitting at the island breakfast bar. He wore his usual white briefs, and seemed to be waiting for something. I thought it was sweet that he was waiting for our usual late night, post coital, chat. I bumped into a table, and Josh said, "I'm in here, Cheryl." There was plenty of light in the kitchen, and it was clear he had an erection. But then, when did he not have an erection. "Not Cheryl, but will I do instead?" I said with a chuckle. "B.O.! Sorry. I was expec... Uh I thought it might be her." His eyes went straight to my still plump and red cock. It was obvious it had recently been used. "How long have you been sitting here?" I asked, pulling two bottles of water from the fridge. "Since her second orgasm. So, like twenty minutes and two more orgasms," he laughed. "I'm sorry she's so loud," I apologised as I handed him a water. "No worry. I guess I would be too, if that was in me," he answered, gesturing to my cock. I reached down and gave his dick a squeeze. "It seems you like hearing her. "Ugh," he groaned. I could feel his dick lurch a little so I gave it another squeeze, before letting it go. He groaned again and said, "I... uh... guess so. I kinda imagine what's going on in there." "You know what's going on in there," I laughed. "Yeah. But I mean, like picture in my head your big dick going in and out of her. Stretching her. How it's making her feel. What that must feel like. I mean..." "I understand. It's natural for you to be curious," I explained. But the way he said it, had and an affect on my cock. It had only been a few minutes since I had cum, but my cock rose at his words. He reached into my lap and grabbed my cock. "Seems you have a good imagination too" he said, stroking it up and down a couple of times. "Damn, you have a big dick," he pointed out when it got hard as a diamond. I laughed, "That's not always a good thing." "Why not?" "Some girls scream and run before I even get in them. And forget anal, they won't even consider it." Somehow it wasn't strange that I was sitting in my kitchen with a teen boy stroking my cock. Well, I did touch his first, and I didn't stop him from touching mine. I looked down at his lap. I could see a wet spot in his undies at the tip of his dick. He was enjoying touching me. "So, you've never had this in anyone's butt?" he asked. "Not even close," I lamented. "That's a shame. Such a waste." He had stopped stroking, but still held it, and was staring at it. I decided for sure, Josh must be gay. He was admiring my cock. I didn't know if it was just because it was big, or because it was mine. But he definitely liked holding it. I could tell he was on the edge. I figured, What the heck, give him one more Christmas gift. I reached into his lap again, grasped his dick over his undies, and stroked it. He lasted about five strokes and groaned out in orgasm. I could feel his dick throb, and his cum spurt into his underwear. "Merry Christmas, Josh," I said standing to leave. Cheryl woke as I climbed back into bed. "Where's Josh?" "On his way to bed," I answered. "Oh... so he already did it? Good." She turned to her other side, "Good night." Did it? What did that mean. Did what? Cheryl made us breakfast the next morning. "I love this kitchen. It's actually fun to cook in." She was prancing around in one of my shirts. It was like a dress on her. I didn't think she was wearing panties, and my cock got hard. I was still warmed up from not having my round two blow job though. "Will we see you tomorrow,?" she asked. Josh just shook his head. "He has a three game road trip starting tomorrow. He won't be back until New Year's Eve." He sounded more upset about it than she did. Cheryl finished up and went to get dressed. I noticed Josh squirming around in his seat a bit. "You okay, son," I asked. "Someone got my underwear all crusty, so I'm going commando. These jeans are just chaffing me a little that's all." I had to laugh at him. "You weren't complaining last night," I reminded. "No, I didn't. And if you feel the need to do it again... I still won't," he hinted with a big smile. That thought made my cock lurch. *** The road trip wasn't too bad. We won two, and lost one. Though I did play well in that one, it just wasn't enough, and the rest of the team couldn't sink the ball if the basket was the size of a swimming pool. I picked up Josh and Cheryl right on time, New Year's Eve. "How was your trip?" Cheryl asked. "Jesus Cheryl. If you're going to date pro ball player, you should watch a game once in awhile," Josh suggested. I gave Josh a wink and he smiled at me. The party was in full swing when we arrived. Cheryl looked great, and got a lot of admiring glances. Josh was thrilled that many of the players remembered his name and spoke to him. The hotel was in out the country, and had a PGA level golf course. The food was excellent, and there was to be a fireworks display at midnight. Around nine, Cheryl's phone went off. She couldn't hear over the noise of the party so she stepped out. Josh and I were watching a sad face clown doing balloon animals that just didn't turn out right, and card tricks and in general putting on a show for the crowd. He came up to us and mimed to Josh what kind of balloon animal he would like. Josh pointed at me. The guy pulls out a balloon, holds it out toward me in comparison, shakes his head and pulls out a really long balloon. Hew blew up the balloon and it was probably five feet [1� m] long He used another balloon to tie off a round ball at one end, leaving the ends of the second balloon hanging. He squeezed air out of the other end of the first balloon, and tied it off with the middle of another that was partially inflated. The result was a very long body with a tiny head, limp arms, short legs, and what could only be a very long limp cock hanging between the legs. Josh and the crowd thought it hysterical, and applauded. Cheryl arrived back about that time and saw it. She flipped the limp penis part with two fingers, and nodded to the crowd. Which of course everyone loved. As the entertainer moved on, Cheryl said, "There is trouble in Toronto, I have to fly back tomorrow." "Oh... Shit," I said. She put her hand on my cheek, "I'm disappointed too, but I'll make it up to you when I get back. Come Josh, we have to get a cab." I could actually see Josh's mood turn sour. "I can get someone to drive you home. Why not let Josh enjoy the party? It is his birthday after all." "Our flight leaves at six, and he still has to pack and get up early." "I can look after him while you're gone. If he gets out of line, I'll just tie him to a tree somewhere." "Is that alright with you Josh?" she asked. His head was already bouncing up and down. "I thought it might be," Cheryl concluded. We had a blast at the rest of the party. I hardly noticed I didn't have a date. Until they played Auld Lang Syne, and there wasn't a girl beside me to kiss. Josh noticed, and tugged at my shirt. I bent down to him and he kissed me. Caught by surprise, I kissed him too. I was a little taken aback, but noticed a tightening in my slacks. After the fireworks, we were headed back to my place. "I'm sorry Cheryl had to leave. I know you are disappointed," Josh said. "Maybe a little. But I had honestly forgotten about you moving to Toronto. That's why I said "shit". It kinda ruined my birthday gift to you." I reached into my jacket pocket, and pulled out the season pass to all our home games. "I guess you won't get to use it much if you move before the season ends." He looked at it and I saw a tear roll down his cheek. "Thanks B.O. You're the best." He threw his arms around me. "Whoa. I can't drive with you wrapped around me. We'll end up in a ditch," I joked. We got home safely, and I said to Josh, "You remember where your room is?" He nodded, and I went to shower. As the water cascaded over me, I realized I was a little disappointed. I didn't get the blow job Christmas night, and now I wouldn't get the New Year's blow job either. I slipped on a pair of white briefs and wondered if Josh had gone to bed or was waiting for our late night chat. I found him in the kitchen wearing a bathrobe. "I wasn't sure you would come," he said. "Of course I would. It's kinda our thing," I laughed. "Our thing usually has you naked and me in underwear," Josh pointed out. I pulled off my briefs, and dropped them on the counter. "What would you like to drink?" I asked nonchalantly. "Uh... Water's good," he stuttered, looking at my cock. "Water it is then." I started to hand it to him, then drew it back. "You're still overdressed." Josh stood, slipped off his robe, and threw it on a nearby chair. He slowly turned, showing me his white briefs. "Better?" he asked. "Just a minute. Uh... go stand by the door and turn your back to me." As he did, I turned down the lights. I had a sudden epiphany. "Well,I'll be a son of a bitch," I stammered. Call me slow, but that is when it hit me. When I saw his butt in those white briefs. What? Did I do something wrong?" he asked. "No. You didn't. You did something right." He sat beside me, and I looked at those pouty lips, and my cock began to stir. After a minute, Josh said, "Are you thinking about Cheryl?" "No. Actually I was thinking of you. Why?" "Me? Really?" "Yes," I admitted. "I caused that?" he asked, looking at my cock. My cock was hard as nails and standing at attention. "Yeah, I guess you did." He smiled at that. "You know, I just figured out something," I started. "What?" "It was you I saw leaving the bedroom the week before Christmas." He was stunned yet trying to cover. "I'll bet it was you the first night I came to your house too." He still didn't say anything so I continued. "Christmas night you were waiting for Cheryl to tell you to come into the bedroom, only it was me who came out instead. " Josh broke down crying and nodded his head. "I'm sorry B.O. Please don't hate me." "How did this get started?" "After mom's funeral, Cheryl and I got really close. She had been gone for a while, and we sorta reconnected. I told her I thought I was gay, but I was afraid and had no experience. She kinda laughed and said experience is easy, love is the hard part. She jokingly said next time she had a date, she would arrange it so I could blow the guy. "Then she came home with you a couple of weeks later. I heard her screaming, and thought at first you were killing her. I was listening at the door, when I realized she wasn't hurt, but cumming instead. She came out and caught me. She knew I love basketball, and you're my favorite player, so she thought she would surprise me with you. She said I should go in and just start... you know... sucking. I promise I didn't know it was you. Not until later in the kitchen. "So I go in and blow you, then met her back in the kitchen. Of course I knew the guy had a big dick, but I didn't know it was you. She asked me if you woke up. I told her you did, but my head was covered so you probably thought I was her. She thought that was funny. "Then later you came out and I found out I had just given a blow job to B.O. I was so excited and scared at the same time. I figured out that you didn't know it was me that blew you. The next day, I told Cheryl you could never find out we tricked you. I mean, you're my hero and I didn't want you to think bad things about me. "She said not to worry, because it was probably a one time thing. But then you called. Cheryl liked you so she went out with you again. Then later I heard her screaming and I was kinda hurt, because I wanted to be in there with you. Then it all happened again. She came out, I went in and blew you, then you came out and talked to me, and I really liked you and Cheryl liked you. "Then at Christmas, we had such a good time. Then you came out instead of Cheryl. I was afraid you knew. Then you... well, you sorta gave me a hand job. I was shocked, but you went back to bed with her. I was really confused. "All week we have talked about it. She was afraid she may have let the cat out of the bag. I was upset with her about that. We weren't sure you would even show up tonight. " "Of course I was going to show up. I'd never let a kid down on their birthday," I defended. "Please don't hate me." He started crying again. "Does this look like I hate you?" I asked, nodding at my still very hard cock. He shook his head and said, "I promise not to do it again." "Not to do what? The conspiring against me and the subterfuge, or not blow me? Because one of those I really hate. The other I really liked." I said honestly. "Well, I know you didn't complain while I was sucking you. I'm guessing that is the one you don't want me to stop." "Only if you want to," I admitted. He grabbed my cock. "I definitely don't want to stop. I just can't believe how big it is." I grasp his dick over his underwear, "Yours is pretty big too." "It's only six inches [15 cm], as of yesterday," he said. "Yeah but you're still growing." "B.O., can we go to your bedroom?" I was glad he asked. I wanted to, but didn't want to push him. I led him in and got into bed. He started to crawl in beside me and I stopped him. "You are still overdressed." Josh smiled and slid down his undies. It was the first time I actually saw his dick. It was beautiful. I never thought I would say that about a boy's dick. But it's true. It looked longer than the six inches [15 cm] he had said, because it was still so slender, He has a small bush at the base, and a nice knob at the end. I loved how pale and innocent it looked compared to all the cocks in the locker room. I really like Josh, maybe that is why I was attracted to his dick. He immediately went down on me. Oh my god, can that boy suck a dick. I think girls do it reluctantly, so not very good. This boy loved sucking, and put his whole heart into it. He didn't care that it was big, it fit in his mouth, and he took what he could into his throat. All very enthusiastically. He made love to that cock like it was his life's work. "Oh god, Josh. Stop for a second." "Am I doing it wrong," he worried. "No, not at all. You're the best I've ever had. I just don't want to cum yet." "The best? Really?" "Yes, and I've had a lot of blow jobs," I said, while picking him up and spinning him around. I sat him on my chest, and pulled his hips toward my face. I swallowed his dick to the root. "Oh... B.O... You don't... Oh God... B.O. I'm gonna... Ahh." Josh shot his boy cream into my mouth. I wasn't repulsed at all. Truth be told, I loved it. I wanted more. I reluctantly let his cock slip from my mouth as he withdrew. "My first blow job. I loved it." He bent down and kissed my lips. "And I lo... Uh thanks, B.O." Then he spun around and returned to sucking my cock. I lasted a little longer than he did, but not much. Damn he's good. He swallowed as I unloaded, and again, it felt like his throat was milking my cock. He lay down beside me and I drew him in. Our bodies touching as much as possible. "You didn't have to do that B.O. I would have blown you anyway." "Nondense. Sex should be enjoyed by everybody involved. It isn't a one way street. Unless, of course, you're masturbating. Then it's a singular pleasure." "Well, that's certainly what I'm used to. Singular pleasure," he laughed. "Well, you don't have to do that anymore as long as I'm around." "You mean, you'd do it again?" Josh asked. "For you, Anytime." We fell asleep in each other's arms. I have to say it was a lot more enjoyable than sleeping with some strange basketball groupie. Later I awoke to his pouty lips around my cock again. This time I let him finish before returning the favor. In the morning I asked Josh what he would like to do for his birthday. "Can we just stay in bed?" "Surely there's something else you would like to do." "Actually there is," he said and he ran to the kitchen. He came back carrying olive oil. "What's that for?" I asked. "You'll see." He slathered my cock in oil and stroked it. "Ah... Shit that feels good." Josh straddled my stomach and pointed my cock at his butt. "Oh shit, Josh. That might not be such a good idea." "I know it's gonna hurt. But I want to be your first, and I want you to be my first." "But Josh, baby,..." "It's what I really want for my birthday. You said you would never disappoint a kid on their birthday." I did say that. And I admit I've always wanted to do it. But this was going to hurt a lot. "Please?" he begged again. "Ok, we'll try it. You on top. If it starts to hurt too bad, I want you to stop. You don't have to take it all either. Only what's comfortable for you. And go slow, Okay?" "Thanks B.O." Josh hovered over my cock, rubbing the head back and forth on his tiny pucker. I just lay back and watched. I didn't really want to be a part of his suicide by cock. He would put pressure on it, and a little would go in him. He had to stop and start over. After a few tries, Josh wet a couple of his fingers with oil, and shoved them into himself. He worked his fingers around in his but for a while, then tried my cock again. Even I was surprised when a little more of my cock went in him. But nowhere near full penetration. He pulled off again and went back to his fingers. He took three, worked them a bit, then tried four. Jesus, this kid was determined. When he got four fingers in, I was surprised. Then he went back to my cock. I stared in awe as my cock head slowly squeezed past his muscle, and popped in. "OH FUCK!!" Josh cried, and fell forward. My cock head still lodged in his butt. It was the tightest orifice I had ever been in. "Jesus, Josh. Are you ok?" "Yeah, just give me a minute." "We don't have to do this." "I need to," Josh said. Then added, "Can I have a kiss?" I bent down to him and he met my lips with his. I held the kiss, and realized that Josh was rocking back and forth on me. I lay back and watched as he struggled to take more. I could see his deflated dick swinging back and forth and my cock behind it. I could feel myself sinking further into the most welcoming hole ever. Josh pulled forward a little then pushed back hard. I gained about two more inches [5 cm] in his rectum. I never knew anything would feel that good to my cock. "Oh god," Josh moaned. "If it hurts, stop," I reminded him. "No. It hurts good. So good," he said and rode it back and forth awhile. He was fucking himself with about five inches [12 cm] of my cock. I looked down at his dick again, and it was hard as a nail. "Do you like it B.O.?" "Yes baby. It feels great. Do you like it?" I answered honestly. I really liked it a lot. "I love it. Can we do this again?" "Sure baby boy, anything you want." I told him. "Am I? Am I really your baby." "Yes. My one and only baby boy," I told him as he pushed back on me again. He loved hearing that. He took another inch and started going apeshit. "Oh god YES! ... Right there. OH Shit. I'm cumming." I watched his dick shoot a load all over my stomach, and he fell forward again. He lay there for a moment. If he hadn't been breathing so hard, I would have thought he was dead. "That was intense," he finally said. He raised up and started fucking himself on my cock again. "You can stop if you want." "No. Sex should be enjoyed by everybody involved. Besides, I like it too much to quit now." I'm gonna have to be careful what I say to him, but I'm glad he didn't stop. That boy loves sex. He kept going till I couldn't take it any more. "Josh, baby, I'm gonna cum. Oh... Here it comes baby." I must have emptied a quart in him. It was like I had been saving up for months. It just kept shooting. "Me too," Josh proclaimed. "Oh..I can feel you cumming in me." Again he collapsed on me. We must have laid there twenty minutes, neither of us speaking. Josh finally pulled himself off my cock and beelined to the bathroom. I was almost asleep, when I felt a warm washcloth on my johnson. "You have a magnificent cock. Now I know what Cheryl meant." "About what?" I asked. "She said you were the best she ever had. That you have spoiled her. Now I know what she meant." "You just don't have anything to compare it with." "That may be, but I doubt I will find a better one." He got back into bed after retuning the cloth. We cuddled, and I told him, "I never thought I would be this happy holding a naked boy." Josh kissed me and said "I love you Bjorn." "Now I'm Bjorn?" "Yeah. I love you, not just the ballplayer, B.O. I've always admired B.O. but I'm in love with Bjorn." "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," I said as I kissed him. "Well, that was the nicest birthday present I ever got," Josh said rubbing his ass. "Did I mention that gift is a year's supply? Up for renewal on your next birthday." "Mmm. Definitely the best gift ever. I'm almost ready for another taste." Before we can do that, let's rehydrate. Last one to the kitchen cleans up," I said as I hopped out of bed. "Hey! You cheated, and you have longer legs," I heard behind me. I already had a big jar of Gatorade on the counter when Josh strolled in. He sat in my lap, and took a drink. I started playing with his dick. In my big hand it looked small, but it isn't. I loved how his balls felt in my hand. I wanted to lick them. His beautiful dick too. "What are you doing?" Josh asked. "I'm playing. You've been playing with mine for a few weeks, and I've never played with one except my own." "Well stop it. Your dick is trying to get in me again, and I want to be laying down for the next round." It was true. Just looking at his goodies got me hard under his ass. "So, if I wanted to lay you down on this counter and fuck you, you'd say no?" "I said I wanted to be laying down, I didn't say where. The only thing I would say to that is, go get the oil first." I pushed him off my lap and ran to get the oil. I came back to find him belly down on the counter. "I want to see your face," I said, flipping him over. He brought his knees up to his chest in offering, as I oiled my cock. I slid his butt to the edge of the counter, and lined up my cock. I put his feet on my shoulders, and leaned down to kiss him. The counter was the perfect height. I felt his pucker give, and he groaned into my mouth, as the head popped in. I pushed again, and sunk another two inches [5 cm]. Josh took it like a champ. I fucked him with that for a minute, then went to the six inch [15 cm] mark. We continued to kiss all the while, then he pulled away and said, "More." "Are you sure?" He nodded, so I slowly gained ground on each stroke. At nine inches [23 cm] he screamed and cum shot out of him, hitting his chin, then oozing onto his belly. "Please don't stop, Bjorn. Keep fucking me. Oh god I love it. Don't stop." "You are by far, the sexiest person I ever met," I told him honestly. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. I kept fucking him as long as I could hold out. Then blasted his butt with another huge load. When we finally separated, there was a lot of cum on his belly. He must have been oozing it the entire time. I looked down to where my cock was still in his butt. It was thrilling to see it there. Knowing nine inches [23 cm] of thick meat was buried in that tight ass. I watched as I withdrew from him. What a sight. The still engorged snake, emerging from it's nest. My big cock had conquered his beautiful butt, and now it belonged to me. I kissed him again. "Are you okay, baby?" "My god. I couldn't be better. Did I take your whole cock?" "All but about three inches [7 cm]." "Do you have practice today?" he asked. "No. Coach gave us the day off because we played Christmas, and then that long road trip." "Great. Let's go back to bed." You know what it's like, that first time you spend the day in bed with a new lover. You just roll around all day, touching and exploring. Kissing, tonguing, even humping every orifice. I've had the opportunity to do that a lot of times. Most were similar to every other time. But that day with Josh was far superior to all the others. We had a connection I can't describe. It wasn't just sexual. It was emotional too. And more sensual than any woman I have ever been with. We talked too. About life in general, and his life in particular. I discovered he was extremely bright, though I kind of knew that already. He was ahead of his age group in school, which sort of made him an outcast. He was very lonely and had few friends. "When do you go back to school?" I asked him. "Day after tomorrow. I won't get anymore time off till spring break," he replied with remorse. Cheryl called later to wish Josh a happy birthday, and check up on him. She told us she wouldn't be able to get out of Toronto until Friday at the earliest. I told her not to worry, that Josh was being good. I didn't say how good he was. I explained that I had a road game coming up but I would take Josh with me, no problem. Monday, Josh went to practice with me. I noticed he was walking a little funny, though I couldn't imagine why. I only fucked him five times Sunday. And once that morning. He is quite insatiable. By now, the team was getting the impression that Josh was going to be around a lot, and treated him like part of our team family. I had explained that his sister was out of town. I assume they didn't think anything else was going on, but who knows. Tuesday morning I got Josh up early, fed him a good breakfast, and got him ready for school. In my garage I asked him, "Which car should we take?" "Oh, the Maserati. Definitely the Maserati." Arriving at the high school drew a lot of attention. Every kid around looked to see who was getting out of that car. I told Josh to get out first. Then I drew my long body from that low ass car. There was dead silence on that campus, and most jaws dropped as I placed my hand on Josh's shoulder and walked into the building with him. The sea of students parted as we made our way to the principal's office. I explained to the secretary about Cheryl and that I was looking after Josh while she was gone. But that he may miss a day or two when I have to travel. The principal came out and shook my hand. "I understand perfectly B.O. Uh... I mean Mr. Oglethorpe. Whatever we can do to help. We were aware of his mother's unfortunate demise. I'm sure he can make up any missed assignments too." When we left the office, Josh asked, "How did you do that without a lot of legal hassle?" "I'm famous and tall. It's not like I could kidnap you and disappear." I laughed. "Now, where is the gym?" All activity in the gym ceased when we walked in. I met the coach at center court. "My friend, Josh, asked me to stop by and give your team some pointers." I picked up Josh after school. "Oh my god B.O. Do you know what you've done?" "No. But I know what I'm gonna do when I get you home," I hinted. "Anything you want, as long as it involves your cock in me. I'm the most popular kid in school all of a sudden," he said. Josh is pretty tall for his age, but in bed, I dwarf him. I really enjoy seeing his face as I plow his ass, so I love fucking him on the kitchen counter. I can stroke his dick, and kiss him, and watch my cock as it strokes in and out of his marvelous butt. Josh is almost as noisy as his sister too. He has gotten into the habit of screaming when he cums. He moans loudly the whole time, then lets loose with a blood curdling scream as his cum flies out. I love it. I was licking the cum from his belly, as he lay limp on the counter. "You know, that might be a problem if we decide to fuck when Cheryl is around," I explained to him. "I can't help it. You make me do it. Hell, you make her do it too," he replied. "Yeah, but I don't want her to have me arrested." "It's her fault. She put us together. She has to know we are going to do something while she is gone." "That may be, but somehow I think she will see it completely different. For her to let her little brother blow a guy is one thing, for the guy to be butt fucking her little brother is something else entirely," I said, as I slipped my tongue into his mouth, letting him taste his own cum. Wednesday, as we board the plane, all the team is high fiving Josh. He's loving it. K.C gave him a high five, then swung his hand down to swat Josh on the butt. Not all that uncommon, but I didn't like it. We were playing against the same team we played Christmas day. Harden seemed bent on retribution, and kept jabbing me with his elbow whenever the refs weren't looking. Third quarter came, and I 'accidentally' elbowed Harden again. Exactly as I had Christmas. This time I broke his fucking nose. Ahh.. shucks. As they led Harden off, I turned and pointed to Josh, who was sitting next to Coach, indicating that was for him. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up. After the game, (we won by 25 points) Coach wanted a little chat with me. Actually he wanted to give me a half hour ass chewing about Harden. The locker room was empty by the time I got back. As I came around the corner, I could hear K.C. "Come on. You know you want it. I've seen you staring at it." "Who wouldn't stare? It's a monster," Josh said. I peeked around the corner and saw K.C. sitting naked, trying to get Josh to sit in his lap. "Just pull your shorts down. If we hear anyone coming, you can stand up real fast." Josh stopped struggling with him and reached into K.C.'s lap. He wraps his little hand around K.C,'s giant cock. He leans into K.C. and says, "You really want to put this big cock in my tiny teenage butt?" "Mmm Yeah." K.C. answered. "You want to fuck me till I scream?" "Mmmhmm" "Are you sure you can fuck me better than B.O.?" "Yeah." Josh reached lower and grabbed K.C.'s balls. "Touch me again, and I'll tell everyone you raped me. Let's see how that looks on the front page." And he squeezed those nuts hard. I made some noise as I entered. "Everything alright, Josh?"" "Yeah. K.C. was just telling me about his sex life," he answered. "Oh? I heard he didn't have one. Is that why he's holding his nuts and grimacing?" "Yeah, I just told him how great your sex life is," Josh laughed. I hugged Josh. "It's the best ever," I said giving his butt a squeeze right in front of K.C. "Can you shower at the hotel? I want to wash your back like last night," Josh asked. "But you might get all wet and slippery again." "That's okay. I'll only be wearing a smile anyway," he said wiggling his butt in K.C.'s face. When we were alone I asked Josh, "Did you want to have sex with him?" "No way! I belong to you." "He's got a really big dick," I argued. "He is a really big dick. It's you I love, not just your dick. Cheryl is right. Getting experience is easy. Finding love is the hard part." During the day, when I wasn't at team practice, I was helping Josh's coach with their team. I spent nights making love to Josh. He was now taking ten inches [25 cm] and loving it. I loved being with him, of course I loved being in him too. Cheryl returned Saturday, just as we were leaving for another away game. This one was closer, so we took the team bus. Josh came along anyway. Sitting beside me on the bus, he was very quiet. "What's wrong baby?" I asked him. "I'm worried about what's going to happen now. I don't want to lose you, and I know that Cheryl has to move back to Toronto eventually. And now that she is here, you're going to forget about me and fuck her instead." I could see tears in his eyes, which tore me up inside. I turned his head toward me. "I could never forget about you," I promised. "But she has a pussy and I don't." "I admit I like her pussy. I like her too. But I love you and I love your tight little butt too." "It's not so tight anymore. You've been doing a number on it." "Me? You're the one that wants it four or five times a day." "I haven't heard you complaining," Josh laughed. "That's because I love it, and you. And your butt will always be tighter than any pussy." "What are we gonna do then?" "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you with me." Coach had Josh passing out towels and water to the players as they came off court. He loved being useful, and I loved it when he sat on my lap at one point. I looked over at K.C. and wiggled my eyebrows at him. He fumed. We rode the bus right after the game. Josh slept most of the way. I took him back to my house, and put him to bed. Okay, I fucked him first, then we went to sleep together. My phone woke us only a few hours later. It was Cheryl. She was all excited because her realtor had received an offer on the house. "We just barely got to bed. Can I pick you up for lunch around one? You can tell us all about it then," I told her. When I hung up, I could see Josh beginning to cry again. I had to do something. We picked her up and took her to a really nice place for lunch. She rattled on about selling the house and moving back to Toronto. She said she would probably have to make another trip up there before the sell is final on the house. "Josh is welcome to stay with me if you have to go back. It might even be a good idea for him to stay and finish out the school year here." "Do you think that can work?" Cheryl asked. "Well, it will be a good excuse for you to come back once in awhile. I'd really like to continue seeing you," I hinted, hoping she would see a chance for a long term relationship. "I really have to be up there to finish out the year end books for the tax department. Josh, would you like to stay with B.O. till school is out? Of course Josh was delighted. When we got back to my place, Cheryl was all over me. On the way to the bedroom, I winked at Josh. He looked sad, but he knew I had to fuck her. After I brought her to four screaming orgasms, I dumped my load. I pretended to fall asleep. After a few minutes, Cheryl got out of bed and left the room. I waited a while and followed her. "We can't keep doing this," Josh was saying. "Come on. You know you like it," Cheryl countered. "But he's going to find out. Then he'll be mad at both of us." "Just get him hard, and then we can switch again." "No. he's gonna catch us. You have to tell him." That was my queue. "Tell me what?" I asked as I entered the room. "Cheryl wants me to blow you again." "Blow me? What do you mean, again?" I asked staring at Cheryl. "Uh... It was just a joke," she said. "I'm not laughing." "Okay... It started as a joke, kinda. I really hate sucking dick. Josh told me he was gay, so I sorta... let him suck you," Cheryl admitted. "Bull shit! A little boy couldn't suck my dick like that." "Now I'm insulted," Josh said. "I'm really sorry, B,O. I only did it to help Josh. Then I got to know you better, and I didn't want you to think I don't like you, or your dick, so I told him to do it again. We both really like you, and..." I interrupted her, "Bull shit. Prove it." "What?" they said in unison. "Prove it. I'll close my eyes. Both of you suck me. I'll know who has been doing it." "I can't... We..." Cheryl started. I grabbed her arm and drug her to the bedroom. "Get naked!" I commanded. "But he's my brother," Cheryl stated to obvious. "Sure. It's all fun and games when you play a joke on the big dumb jock. Well baby, payback is a bitch. Get naked." They reluctantly undressed, though I saw them checking each other out. Cheryl only had to remove a robe. Josh had to undress completely. She watched with obvious interest. Okay, I'm gonna lay down, and close my eyes. One of you suck me and I will tell you who it is." I could hear whispering and probably they were pointing at one another. Eventually I felt lips wrap around my cock. It was definitely Cheryl. She sucked unenthusiastically for a minute, then it was Josh's turn. He barely had his lips around my cock and I could tell the difference. "That's the mouth I love. Oh yeah, don't stop Cheryl," I said knowing it wasn't her. I felt someone lay down beside me and kiss me. Since Josh was still sucking my cock, I knew it was Cheryl. "See baby, he's the one who's been sucking you," Cheryl whispered to me. I looked up at her. "Oh baby that's so hot. Sharing me with your gay brother." I kissed her back and leaned her down on the bed. I gestured for Josh to come up to the head of the bed and offered him one of her tits to suck, as I bent down for the other. Cheryl began to get into having both tits sucked at the same time and moaned. I went back to her lips, "It's so hot to see your brother sucking your beautiful breast." I grabbed Josh's shoulder, and pulled him off her tit. I nudged Cheryl's legs apart, and she spread them willingly. She expected me to climb between them, but I pointed at Josh, then her pussy.. He got the message, and climbed aboard. When he slid his cock in, she had to know the difference. She let out a loud moan anyway. "Your little brother is fucking you, Cheryl. Just like he's been sucking me," I whispered to her. "You like it don't you?" "Mmm" "He has a neally nice butt. I love anal. I'm gonna fuck your butt while he fucks your pussy." Cheryl's eyes flew open, "No. I'm not taking that monster in my ass." "His butt is so pretty. I gotta fuck someone's ass." "He's gay. Fuck his butt," Cheryl offered. "You won't mind if I fuck your little brother?" "No. He loves you. He'll let you." I lubed my cock and lined up. I bent to kiss Cheryl as I slid into Josh's back door. He put on a good show about it hurting, but he was loving it. Cheryl said to him, "You're gonna be okay. It only hurts a little at the beginning. That's a good boy, let him have your butt. You can take it. See, your doing real good. I can feel your dick in me. You're still hard. Fuck me, Josh. Fuck me while he fucks you." After a few minutes, they both screamed out in orgasm. I think Cheryl felt Josh cum, and that set her off. I slowly stroked in and out of Josh's butt, as they came down. Then I pulled out of him. "You have a great ass Josh, and you give great head too." "So, you're not mad at me anymore?" Cheryl asked, as Josh climbed off her. "A little. You tricked me." "It was only because we both love you," Josh injected. "Yeah. Just think. Josh can... you know, take care of you while I'm gone, and when I get back, you can have all the pussy you want," Cheryl added. "So when you're here, I'm just supposed to kick Josh out of my bed? Doesn't seem quite fair to him. Besides, he just fucked you, and you liked it," I reminded her. "Are you suggesting we share the bed?" "Why not? I love having both of you in my bed. I think I would like it on a more permanent basis." "What are you saying?" Cheryl pushed. "I think I'm saying that when you sell your house, you and Josh can live here. You finish what you need to in Toronto, and we can get married or something." "What's the something?" "Well, we all share the bed, but it probably wouldn't be a good idea for Josh to get you pregnant. That would be my job. But he can still fuck you, just not get you pregnant." "You wouldn't mind sharing your wife with another man?" "It's not just any man. It's Josh. You would be sharing your husband too. Just not with another woman. Just Josh." "Would you mind if I let Josh fuck my ass, even though I won't let you. I kinda like anal, just not with something as big as you have," Cheryl questioned. "No, I wouldn't mind. I think it would be hot too. I might even let him do me. I think the three of us can come up with some fun combinations to try." Cheryl looked at Josh. "You're awfully quiet. What do you think about all this?" "What boy my age is going to turn down unlimited sex of any flavor?" he replied. *** Monday morning, I took Josh to school, and Cheryl to the airport. I had practice all day, then picked up Josh. We went straight to my place. "OH GOD!... Bjorn! ... I love you." Josh cried as I unloaded in his tight butt. I had him on the kitchen counter again. We both like it there. We even keep a towel on it now, so his back doesn't get cold. He raised up on his elbows and I bent to kiss him. His arms went around my neck, and he broke the kiss. "I did it," he whispered. Still somewhat dazed from my massive orgasm I asked, "Did what baby?" "Your balls are up against my ass. I took your whole cock. I looked down where we were joined, and sure enough, my entire cock was in him. Pubic hair to his balls, my balls to his buttcheek. Not a millimeter of cock was exposed. "Oh shit, I'm sorry baby. I must have gotten carried away." "No. I wanted it. Now you're mine." "What do you mean, I've always been yours," I said, still in post orgasm confusion. "Even though Cheryl won't let you in her ass or mouth, she could take your whole cock in her pussy. You were hers. Now I can take your whole cock too, and you get my mouth. Now you're mine." I understood his reasoning, though it was a little strange. "Baby boy, I love you. I have been yours from the beginning. I'm gonna put a baby in your sister's belly so I can keep you. I'm not fucking you so I can keep her. If there was a way for me to have you and not her, I would do it." "I love you too, Bjorn. I want you to have me completely, not just three fourths. I want all of you, all the time. I love the way your balls felt slapping against my butt. I knew when you pushed all the way in at the end, and your cock throbbed, I was receiving all your love. Your balls were so tight against me, letting me know I was yours." I let him know twice more that night, going balls deep in his incredible butt. The poor kid had no cum left in him that night. Not his own anyway, he had plenty of mine in him. When Cheryl returned, I officially proposed, sorta. Josh was fucking her ass, while she rode my cock. Cheryl was in seventh heaven. "Marry me, and we do this all the time." "Oh god yes." We married in a small service, only about a hundred regular people, and fourteen really tall ones. She was pregnant by the playoffs. Cheryl soon had morning sickness, so wasn't in the mood for sex. Not that we minded. Josh and I had plenty to keep us happy. Then she was back to normal for awhile. We all played together. After a couple of months, Cheryl decided I was too big to keep plowing her pussy with a baby in there. So for couple of months only Josh was allowed in her pussy. Again, I didn't mind. Josh did all he could to keep us both happy. At eight months, even Josh was cut off. Cheryl moved into one of the guest rooms. Josh and I had the bed to ourselves. Cheryl was glad we had each other, because she felt guilty about not giving me sex. Josh still cries out when he cums and when I shove deep to unload. We knew she could hear it. Of course she had been hearing it for almost a year by then. Bjorn Jr. was born early one cold day. Josh and I had been talking about how things would work out when Cheryl was back in our bed. I promised him I would knock her up as soon as possible. He said he could do her too if necessary, though he would prefer not to. We needn't have worried though. Cheryl didn't survive the delivery. Some sort of complication with excessive bleeding. I don't really understand. Although this made things easier for us, Josh and I were both upset at the loss. I was as close to Cheryl as I had been to any woman since my mom. Josh too. Bjorn Jr. will grow up without a mother, but he has a doting father and uncle. The End � Cutter09 Please send comments: Cutter09 would love to hear what you think of the story! 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