PARENTAL CONSENT (1)
(fictional)
My father and Brad, his best friend are commercial pilots.
Over the years, whenever we have the chance, we go to stay in Brad's cabin up in the mountains to relax and fish.
Brad and my dad always share the bedroom; I sleep in the living room. At night, I would hear whispering, moans, grunts,
and sighs coming from their room. I wondered what was going on. Until I was sexually mature I did not understand what they were doing
together.
We had been planning to go up to the cabin for the weekend.
Unexpectedly my father got a call that one of the pilots had called in sick. He would have to substitute as a second officer.
My father admonished me to not be lazy and do everything that he would do to help Brad out. I know Brad was disappointed at my dad's
absence. Brad told me that he and I should go anyway. He wanted me to spend the night with him so we could beat the morning rush hour.
Knowing the combination to the backdoor, I entered and went straight to Brad's bedroom to let him know I had arrived.
I found him reading in bed.
"Hey, Brad. I'm here."
"Obviously. Good to see you. Sorry Kent couldn't make it."
"Yeah. He was really let down. My dad told me not to be lazy and do everything he would do he would do."
"Okay. You can start by getting naked. Show me your dick."
Excited with longed-for anticipation, not feeling shy nor hesitating I strip off my clothing.
"Got a nice cock, Martin. Big like Kent's. Let me get out of bed a second. Get ready for action."
Brad, getting off the bed, stood in front of me. I was already nude.
He unzipped, I pulled down his shorts exposing a fat hard cock which I eagerly took into my mouth.
"Talk about like father, like son. Get on the bed, Martin. Going to do my special for you. Drives your father wild."
Doing as he told me, I got on the bed. Brad spread my butt cheeks and rimmed me.
This was my second time to have a man eat my ass.
The warm wetness of his saliva saturated my hole. He forced his tongue past my anus as deep as he could poke it.
"Kuurrist, Brad! Fucking hot!"
"Your daddy fucking loves it."
Spreading my cheeks wider, Brad positioned me so I was lying flat on my stomach as he tongue-fucked my ass.
I was in man-to-man action paradise, experiencing sensations unknown to me.
"Want to butt fuck you, Martin. Are you going to let me?"
"Fuck yes, Brad."
I watched Brad open up foil and slip the condom over and down his fat cock.
"Brace yourself, Martin. I'm going to jolt you."
I shuddered and quaked as Brad poked his bone up my ass. Remarkably it didn't hurt as much as I had expected.
After a couple of minutes, though, the friction of his cock began to burn my rectum.
I tried to wriggle out of the painful situation, but Brad kept me in place by reining me in.
He pulled my hair to remind that he was in control.
"Cumming, Martin. Hold on for me. Real close."
Feeling Brad's cock stiffen and then spasm, I knew he was filling the glad bag stuffed up my ass.
"Now for you, the son of my best friend."
Brad pulled out his spent dick, turned me over on my back, and gave me a blow job that sent me far out into the galaxy.
I moaned in ecstasy as he sucked me off.
"You moan just like your father."
"Is that when you're blowing him or fucking him?"
"Both. The grunting you hear is your dad. He's butt fucking me or sucking me off.
By the way, your cum is salty too"
My father and Brad, his best friend are commercial pilots.
Over the years, whenever we have the chance, we go to stay in Brad's cabin up in the mountains to relax and fish.
Brad and my dad always share the bedroom; I sleep in the living room. At night, I would hear whispering, moans, grunts,
and sighs coming from their room. I wondered what was going on. Until I was sexually mature I did not understand what they were doing
together.
We had been planning to go up to the cabin for the weekend.
Unexpectedly my father got a call that one of the pilots had called in sick. He would have to substitute as a second officer.
My father admonished me to not be lazy and do everything that he would do to help Brad out. I know Brad was disappointed at my dad's
absence. Brad told me that he and I should go anyway. He wanted me to spend the night with him so we could beat the morning rush hour.
Knowing the combination to the backdoor, I entered and went straight to Brad's bedroom to let him know I had arrived.
I found him reading in bed.
"Hey, Brad. I'm here."
"Obviously. Good to see you. Sorry Kent couldn't make it."
"Yeah. He was really let down. My dad told me not to be lazy and do everything he would do he would do."
"Okay. You can start by getting naked. Show me your dick."
Excited with longed-for anticipation, not feeling shy nor hesitating I strip off my clothing.
"Got a nice cock, Martin. Big like Kent's. Let me get out of bed a second. Get ready for action."
Brad, getting off the bed, stood in front of me. I was already nude.
He unzipped, I pulled down his shorts exposing a fat hard cock which I eagerly took into my mouth.
"Talk about like father, like son. Get on the bed, Martin. Going to do my special for you. Drives your father wild."
Doing as he told me, I got on the bed. Brad spread my butt cheeks and rimmed me.
This was my second time to have a man eat my ass.
The warm wetness of his saliva saturated my hole. He forced his tongue past my anus as deep as he could poke it.
"Kuurrist, Brad! Fucking hot!"
"Your daddy fucking loves it."
Spreading my cheeks wider, Brad positioned me so I was lying flat on my stomach as he tongue-fucked my ass.
I was in man-to-man action paradise, experiencing sensations unknown to me.
"Want to butt fuck you, Martin. Are you going to let me?"
"Fuck yes, Brad."
I watched Brad open up foil and slip the condom over and down his fat cock.
"Brace yourself, Martin. I'm going to jolt you."
I shuddered and quaked as Brad poked his bone up my ass. Remarkably it didn't hurt as much as I had expected.
After a couple of minutes, though, the friction of his cock began to burn my rectum.
I tried to wriggle out of the painful situation, but Brad kept me in place by reining me in.
He pulled my hair to remind that he was in control.
"Cumming, Martin. Hold on for me. Real close."
Feeling Brad's cock stiffen and then spasm, I knew he was filling the glad bag stuffed up my ass.
"Now for you, the son of my best friend."
Brad pulled out his spent dick, turned me over on my back, and gave me a blow job that sent me far out into the galaxy.
I moaned in ecstasy as he sucked me off.
"You moan just like your father."
"Is that when you're blowing him or fucking him?"
"Both. The grunting you hear is your dad. He's butt fucking me or sucking me off.
By the way, your cum is salty too"
8 years ago
