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Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2012 16:08:34 -0700
From: Sneetch Graphsmuse42 <graphsmuse@gmail.com>
Subject: Watching the Boys - Part 4

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Watching the Boys - part 4


     I woke up with a start!  My body was in a cold sweat.  I felt
disoriented as I looked around the room.  I was in my king sized bed in my
own bedroom.  Was that all just a dream?  My son getting fucked by all
those black men?

     I looked around the master bedroom and everything looked normal.  No
signs of what I had witnessed on the DVD I thought I watched earlier.  The
room looked like it normally did.  I began to seriously doubt my sanity.
Was I going crazy?  I couldn't have been, my ass still ached from Jamal's
cock fucking me.

     I jumped out of the bed a hit the eject button on the DVD player.
Empty!  Maybe it was a dream.  But my cock grew hard as my mind played back
the images of what I thought I'd seen.  I felt guilty for my cocks
betrayal.  How could I get so turned on watching my son get deflowered by
so many large cocks?  He was my boy, my flesh and blood.

     What time was it?  I'd lost all track of time.  I glanced at the
nightstand, the clock radio said 2:30 P.M.  With the blinds closed I didn't
know whether it was day or night.

     I stumbled out of my room and slowly walked down the hallway, the
fucking I thought I got from Jamal made me walk slightly funny.  Or did he
fuck me?  It was all a blur, I couldn`t remember.  I stopped at Bryan's now
open bedroom door.  I looked in and everything looked normal.  The bed was
made, the toys were all put away, the sheets on his bed were clean.  No
signs of the fucking I saw Bryan receive earlier this morning.  I looked
around on the hallway floor in front of Bryan's room looking for signs of
my cum on the rug.  Nothing.  What the hell?  My ass couldn't be lying to
me?!

     I made my way downstairs to my office, passing through the dining room
and past the kitchen.  The images of Jamal and Bryan fucking on the table
and on the kitchen counter filled my mind.  Still there were no visible
signs that any kind of debauchery happened there.  But remembering the
images made my cock hard.  I had to make sure that what I saw this morning
really happened.

     Finally making it to my office, I wanted to check my computer and make
sure I hadn't hallucinated all this.  I logged into my computer and checked
my email for the videos Jamal had sent me.  But I couldn't find them!  My
mind felt like it was in a fog and in a state of confusion..

     Heading back into the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of Orange Juice
and tried to compose myself.  Then I heard the high pitched squeals of
laughter and splashing coming from the pool in the backyard.  I walked to
the sliding glass doors and looked out at the pool.  I could see Jamal,
shirtless in pair of board shorts and sun glasses, sitting in one of the
deck chairs relaxing with his iPad in his lap.  Bryan and his friend, Jeffy
were splashing and playing around in the pool.  Such a contrast to what I
thought I saw Bryan doing a few hours ago.

     I came out of the house into the bright Southern California afternoon
sunlight.  Jamal glanced up and smiled at me as Bryan spotted me and
immediately hopped out of the pool wearing a pair of board shorts with a
big smile on his face.

     "DADDY!  YOU'RE HOME!" yelled Bryan.  The wet boy jumped into my arms
and gave me a big hug.  I started to chub up a bit as I felt his smooth wet
skin rub up against me.  Images of him being fucked popped into my mind.
Bryan pulled back grinning at me with a big smile on his face.

     "Glad you're home daddy." Bryan said with a smile, he then leaned in
and kissed me on the lips, his boy tongue darted into my mouth.  I couldn`t
help it as I started to suck on his tongue a bit but I pulled back after a
moment with a slightly shocked look on my face.  My cock got rock hard
following Bryan's kiss.  Bryan just smiled innocently at me as he hung onto
me.

     "Can Jeffy stay for Pizza?" Bryan asked enthusiastically.

     "Sure, just have Jeffy clear it with his mom first." I replied as I
walked over to where Jamal was sitting, Bryan clinging to my frame.

     "He already has, just wanted to see if you'd say yes!" Bryan giggled.
I was such a sucker for my son.  I would do anything for him.  I also
realized I loved seeing him in the throes of sexual pleasure.  I felt so
guilty looking over at Jamal who continued to have a wide grin on his face.
His sunglasses disguised his true thoughts.  But I knew they were nothing
pure.

     "Hey Jeffy!  Dad said it was cool!" Bryan yelled to Jeffy as I
released Bryan out of my hug and my boy stood next to Jamal.

     "Yay!" yelled out Jeffy, as the nine year old hopped out of the pool.
He was about the same height as Bryan but had long wavy dirty blond hair, a
slender frame, and beautiful brown eyes.  He also had an amazing tan from
spending so much time out in the sun.  He stood next to Bryan as I drooled
over the boy's cute wet body.  I stood behind one of the high backed deck
chairs to hide my hardening cock.

     "How was Bryan while I was gone?" I asked Jamal, my cock was now
completely hard in my boxers thinking of the double meaning I just asked
him.  I glanced down and saw Jamal's hard cock lying flat against his
stomach inside his shorts, the purple cock head just peeking out of the
top.

     "Did he behave himself?" I asked as my heart sped up a bit from seeing
this.

     "The boy was fine." Jamal stated, as he reached out and took my boy's
hand and guided him back onto his lap.

     "He behaved himself and did everything I asked."  My mouth went dry as
I watched my boy sit on Jamal's lap, right on top of Jamal's hard cock.
Bryan grinned, a wide smile on his face, but didn't even flinch at the
feeling of Jamal's hard flesh tube he was now sitting on.

     "Your boy is very special." continued Jamal as my son made slight
grinding motions on Jamal's lap.  I swore I heard them both moan slightly
as Bryan did it.

     "Aren't you Bry?" asked Jamal as he had Bryan lean back against
Jamal's muscular frame.

     "Yeah..." Bryan said with a dreamy look on his face.  Even those
oversized board shorts couldn't hide the growing boner that Bryan was
getting as Jamal rubbed his hand up and down Bryan's chest.  Jamal grinned
at me as he fondled my boy right in front of me.

          Jeffy watched the two of them with a distant smile on his face.
Then I notice him start to unconsciously rub his little hardening boy cock
as he watched Jamal fondled Bryan.  Jeffy moved closer to the couple until
he was leaning against Jamal, his hard boy cock pressed against Jamal's
upper arm.

     "I wanna play tag again." Jeffy said almost pleading, as his hips
slowly humped Jamal's arm.  Jamal smiled at me as I watched the two boys
succumb to him right in front of me.  My cock was so hard at that moment.
Thank goodness I was standing behind the deck chair.

     "You want me to tag you boy?" Jamal said with a sly smirk at Jeffy.
The boy grinned back with a devilish look on his face, his hips pushed a
bit firmer as the boy mashed his hard boy nail against Jamal's muscular
arm.

     "Bet you can't get me this time." the boy taunted.

     "We'll see about that." as Jamal tossed his sunglasses on the table,
grabbed Bryan and started to chase after the giggling Jeffy carrying Bryan
in his arms as both boys screamed in delight.  I caught a brief glimpse of
Jeffy's tented out board shorts before they disappeared with a splash into
the pool.  Jamal launched Bryan into the pool, with his board shorts
showing a nice tent as well.  Jamal tuned toward me with a lustful smile on
his face, his long cock showing prominently in his shorts.

     "Your boy is in good hands Frank, I can't wait to meet Ben." Jamal
said with that shit eating grin on his face.  He jumped in after the
screaming boys.  I watched the boys attack Jamal in the pool as they
climbed and groped over Jamal's glistening black flesh.

     I was so hard, not having moved from my position from behind the deck
chair.  As I turned away from the pool to head back into the house I
noticed the same plate of brownies I saw in the video sitting on the patio
table.  It looked like a few more of the brownies had disappeared from what
I remembered from the video.  Then it hit me.  It wasn't a dream and the
video was real, and the boys in the pool were high.  My cock ached from all
the images that I'd seen over the last few days.  I needed to jack off so
bad at that moment.  I retreated to my office to compose myself as I left
Jamal and the boys frolicking in the pool.

     Just as I headed into the house and was closing the sliding closed the
patio door, I heard Bryan yell out "I got your shorts!"  But I didn't stick
around to find out who he was talking to.  I was too horny to care.  As I
sat in my office I thought about what I was going to do.  Did I try and
regain control of my family and my home?  Or was I to continue to be ruled
by my lust and my cock.  Hooked on watching how far my boy could be taken
down this sexual rabbit hole.

     I opened my boy porn file and started to flip through the images I had
collected over the years.  But none of them gave me any satisfaction, I had
seen my son get fucked by several large cocks and get used like the boy
slut he was.  I guiltily admitted to myself that I wanted to see more of my
boy getting used.

     I leaned back in my leather office chair and slowly stroked myself as
I thought about all the things I had experienced over the last few days.
Remembering the clips and videos with my boy in them, the boy in the
airport and on the plane and the sounds of him being fucked, and seeing
Uncle Dee fuck my boy while Jamal fucked me, soon pushed me to the edge. I
started squirting cum all over myself as the images overloaded my brain.

     After an amazing ejaculation I nodded off and slept until I heard my
new email notification go off on my computer.  How long was I out for?  The
sun looked like it had just set as I glanced out the window.  Then I
noticed I was all crusty from the dried cum.  I wiped my hands off and
opened my email; it was marked urgent from one of my business partners.
There was a problem with one of our accounts and I would have to fly out to
Miami to take care of it as soon as possible.

     "Shit!  I just got home and I still haven't dealt with Jamal." I
thought to myself.  But I also needed to take care of this client.  He was
one of the most important clients our firm had.  But the client wouldn't be
able to meet me until the weekend.  Then I got an idea.  I'll take Bryan
with me and we could spend the weekend together, get him away from Jamal.
Maybe I could have a father son talk with him and get him to see what Jamal
and him were dong was wrong.

     I had to admit I was turned on with what I had thought I'd seen in the
last few days but this had to stop.  What kind of father would I be if I
let this continue?  I quickly made all the arrangements for the hotel and
the flight for both Bryan and I.  As I was checking the confirmation
numbers for the trip I heard the doorbell ring.

     I quickly pulled up my boxers and made my way to the front door
looking a bit disheveled.  I opened the front door and was greeted by
another vision of boy hood.  Standing in front of me in nothing more than a
baby blur Speedo, a cut off t-shirt and a pair of flip flops was Jeffy's 14
year old brother Jonny.  He was Ben's best friend and fantasy material for
many of my jack off sessions.  He was an older looking version of Jeffy.
Long, tan legs, nice tight body from being a competitive swimmer, and also
played on the same soccer team with Ben.  His had long wavy dirty blonde
hair, a nice bulge in his suit and a gorgeous smile.

     "Hey Mr. Thompson, here to get Jeffy," he said with a smile.

     "I think they're out back by the pool." I said to Jonny as I gestured
for him to come in.  It was a normal hot summer night in southern
California, so seeing this boy in nothing more than a revealing Speedo was
not surprising since Jonny and Jeffy's family were known nudists in the
neighborhood.

     "Thanks Mr. Thompson, when does Ben get home from camp tomorrow?"
Jonny asked as we made our way through the house to the pool.

     "What do you mean?" I replied with a confused look on my face.

     "He's said he'd be back on Thursday, tomorrow is Thursday." he said
with a laugh.

     "Oh shit!  I completely forgot about that.  I must have gotten the
dates mixed up." I'd been so caught up with the situation with Jamal and
Bryan that I got Ben's travel dates wrong.

     "That's all right Mr. Thompson, Ben says you're always busy with
work." Jonny said with a smile.  I suddenly felt guilty when Jonny said
always.  Guilty for not being around more for Ben and Bry, and paying
attention to them.  Johnny didn't notice my sudden look of guilt as he
opened the sliding glass door and headed to the pool.  Jamal and the boys
were horsing around when Jonny made his presence known.

     "Come on Jeffy!  Mom says it's time to head home!" Johnny said with a
smile.  Bryan, Jeffy and Jamal stopped the horse play and looked at Jonny.

     "Why don't you come and make me get out?!" Jeffy said sticking out his
tongue at his older brother. All three of them started to laugh
hysterically.

     "Alright, you asked for it!" Johnny said with a wicked smile.  Always
up for challenge, Jonny kicked off his flip flops and pulled off his top
and dove into the pool.  Then there were two hot boys, a teen and Jamal,
all wrestling with each other.  The pool lights weren't turned on so I
couldn't really see what was going on under the water.

     Then I saw something flying right at my face and hit me in the head.
It was wet!  I heard laughing as I realized it was Jonny's baby blue
Speedo.

     "You can put it next to my board shorts Mr. Thompson!" giggled
Jeffy. "I got my brother where I want him." as the wrestling continued.  I
looked over and noticed three other pairs of board shorts on the edge of
the pool deck.  One adult sized one and two boy sizes.  Shit!  They're all
naked in there!

     I sat down in one of the deck chairs and continued to watch them horse
play with an occasional yelp or squeal coming from the boys when Jamal was
wrestling with them.  Jonny even made a few yelps and a moan when Jamal
started wrestled with him.  My cock got hard at the thought of all the
touching and more that was going on under the surface.

     The I heard Bryan yell out "Underwater!" and all the heads disappeared
under the surface with just bubbles and the occasional pair of feet kicking
out from the surface.  Then a head would pop up and breath and then dive
back down.  This lasted about five minutes then everyone surfaced again.

     "O.K. Jeffy, it's really time to go home.  Mom will kill me if we
don't get back." Jonny finally said after catching his breath.

     "O.K." Jeffy said in a defeatist tone.

     I watched the boys and Jamal swim to the side of the pool and hop out.
Their wet erections, all bobbed up and down as they grabbed their shorts.
My mouth went dry and my cock went rock hard in my boxers as I watched them
all put their board shorts on.  But I loved watching Jonny try and slide
his Speedo on the most.  I also noticed that both boys had no visible tan
lines, I guess their family really were nudists.

     "Wow, you have a big one Mister." Jonny said to Jamal as Jonny tried
to adjust his hard cock in his Speedos.

     "Thanks Jonny, I get no complaints." smiled Jamal as Jonny watched him
stroke that huge piece of meat before shoving it inside his board shorts.
I could have sworn I saw Jonny's cock twitch in his Speedo as the watched
Jamal handle his cock.

     "My name is Jamal.  I take care of the Bry and Ben now." Jamal said
with wink and a smile as he shook Jonny's hand.  Jonny looked like he was
blushing, but it was dark, so I couldn't tell for sure.  Was he making a
move on my fantasy boy?

     "Jamal, I have to leave for an emergency business trip and I'm taking
Bryan with me." I spoke up breaking the moment between them.  Bryan looked
at me funny, probably because I never took him on any of my business trips
before.

     "Really?!"  Bryan said excitedly.  "Where are we going?!"

     "I have to fly out on Friday to Miami, we'll be staying at a nice
resort hotel and everything." I added "And Jamal, I got the dates mixed up,
Ben is coming home tomorrow, so you'll still have some company while I'm
gone."

     "It will be a pleasure meeting him I'm sure." Jamal said with a smile
while adjusting his cock in his board shorts.

     "It was cool meeting you Jamal." young Jeffy replied with a wide
smile.

     "Yeah, nice meeting you." smiled Jonny. "Come on kiddo, mom is going
to kill us if we don't get back, like right now."  I followed the boys back
into the house and walked them to the door watching Jonny's tight teen ass
as it flexed in his baby blue Speedo.  Oh how I wanted that boys ass so
badly.  I said good night to the boys and closed the front door.  As I
exited the foyer a tired looking Bryan with Jamal closely behind him
heading up the stairs.

     "Going to call it a night Bry?" I asked my son.

     "Nope, gonna to call it a chair." he giggled

     "Funny, I'll be up in a minute to tuck you in." I replied.

     "O.K., here I go!" Bryan said as he used the last bit of his boy
energy to sprint to the top of the stairs in his flying Superman pose
disappearing down the hallway, followed by the sound of his bedroom door
closing.

     "Boys." Jamal laughed as he paused at the top of the stairs looking
down on me.  He smiled a devilish smile then turned and headed to his room
across the hall from Byran's bedroom.

     I knew I should have said something to Jamal at that moment, but I was
in awe of Jamal, and how he was able to manipulate boys so easily.  My cock
hardened at the thoughts of all the sexual images and situations that I'd
witnessed for the last few days.  I decided to head to bed myself as well,
shutting off all the downstairs lights, I headed upstairs to Bryan's room
to say goodnight.

     As I entered Bryan's room he was already in bed lightly sleeping.  I
went over to his bed and kneeled down to give him a good night kiss.  I
looked at my beautiful nine year old boy and took in his boyish face.  He
was so handsome and sexy.  His lips looked so inviting.  I leaned down and
lightly brushed my lips on his, enjoying the smooth softness of his sweet
boy lips.

     "I love you Bry." I whispered to him.

     "I love you to Jamal." as Bryan's arm wrapped around my neck and he
drew me into a kiss.  His tongue searched for mine.  What did he say?!  But
the hot feeling of my boy French kissing me in a sleep induced haze pushed
that thought out of my mind as I returned the kiss.  Our tongue's dueled as
I shared a hot passionate kiss with my young nine year old boy.  But it was
over as fast as it begun as Bryan rolled out of the kiss on to his side
away from me.

     "Night daddy J." Bryan mumbled as he drifted off into a deep sleep.  I
was in shock and my heart sunk as I realized that Jamal's hold on my boy
was a lot deeper than I first thought.  Maybe the trip this weekend would
help me build the bond with my son again.

     I slowly made my way to the master bedroom and collapsed on the bed.
I felt like I'd ran a marathon.  But after tossing and turning for nearly
an hour I realized I couldn't sleep.  I got up and headed down to my office
and started to surf the internet to occupy my mind, and maybe help me fall
asleep.

     I'd been surfing the net for awhile, when I heard footsteps coming
down the stairs. It sounded like Jamal was still up and heading down to the
kitchen.  I was in the office with the lights off so I'm sure he thought I
was in my bedroom sleeping.  Then I heard the sliding glass door open and
close.  Jamal was going outside?  Maybe he needed some air or something.
     I continued surfing the net when I heard the distinct sound of little
feet coming down the stairs.  Bryan was up?  I glanced at the clock and it
was 1 in the morning.  Maybe he was thirsty and was going to the kitchen
for a drink of water?  Yeah right.

     After the sounds of him descending the stairs stopped I heard the
light slaps of his little boy feet as they made their way across the tile
floor, getting further and further away.  Then I heard the same sound of
the sliding glass door slowly open then close.

     Now my curiosity really peaked up.  What were those two up to?  I
quietly made my way out of my office and through the darkened house into
the living room.  There I had a clear view of the spa and pool.  Hidden
from sight, I could both watch and hear through the open windows.  Thank
goodness I left the windows open to let in the cool evening air.

     I could see Jamal sitting in the sunken hot tub.  The hot tub lights
where on and illuminated Jamal's wet muscular body as he sat in the frothy
bubbles.  Bryan still looked cute as a button, even with his bed hair as he
stood on the lawn looking at Jamal All Bryan was wearing were the same
baggy board shorts he wore early, with a slight lustful smirk on his face.

     Bryan strolled across the lawn as he slowly started to untie his board
shorts.  I was anticipating seeing my boy naked as he let the loose shorts
slowly slip off his hips.  But Bryan wasn't naked as he revealed he was
wearing a pair of tight white Speedos.  It was the same pair I had seen him
wearing in one of the earlier videos Jamal had sent me.  Bryan let his
shorts slip all the way down then kicked them off to the side as he
approached the edge of the spa.  The suit fit his shapely body like a glove
with his boy cock making a nice tent in them.

     "Show daddy your hot body boy." I heard Jamal say over the noise of
the bubbles.  Bryan smiled and started to slowly sway his boy hips
seductively back and forth as Bryan's boy cock hardened in his suit.

     "Come sit in the spa with daddy." said Jamal.

     I watched my boy kneel down and slide into the hot bubbling water.
Bryan let out an audible groan as the hot water enveloped his body,
relaxing him.  Jamal reached over and opened a box I hadn't noticed before
and pulled out a joint.  Lighting it up, he took a long drag off it and
blew out the smoke.

     "Come sit on daddies lap." Jamal said as Bryan moved across the spa
and sat on Jamal's lap.  The muscular man took another long hit off the
joint.  Bryan leaned in and opened his mouth like a wanting baby bird.
Jamal and Bryan mashed their open mouths against each other as Jamal shot
gunned the hit into the boy's mouth.  The smoke slowly escaped as the
exchange of the hit turned into a passionate kiss between the man and boy.
Jamal's free hand running up and down Bryan's smooth back.

     Yeah, my boy has a tight little body." Jamal said right before he took
another long drag and proceeded to shotgun again with Bryan followed by
another long tongue duel with my boy.  I was so turned on watching the wet
tan skin of Bryan rubbing against the muscular form of Jamal as they ground
against each other.  I couldn't help pushing my shorts down and stroking my
cock in earnest at the hot scene before me.

     I watched them finish off the joint, with Jamal and Bryan sharing
every hit that was taken.  Both of them where high now as they continued to
feel each other up while lip locked in a passionate kiss.

     "Stand up and show daddy your hot body." Jamal urged my boy.  Bryan
stood up, the wet white Speedo made the boy look almost naked as he started
shaking his hips right in front of Jamal's face.

     "Such a nice boy bulge you have there, son." Jamal said as he leaned
forward with a devilish a smirk.  He then covered the boy's straining boy
cock with his mouth and started to suck on it through the wet see through
Speedo.  Bryan let out a high pitched boy moan as he grabbed the back of
Jamal's head and started to grind his hips against Jamal's mouth and
tongue.  Bryan was totally lost in lust.

     Then Jamal grabbed the sides of the Speedo and pulled them down until
Bryan's boy cock popped out and stood at attention in front of Jamal's
smiling face.  Jamal quickly enveloped my boy's cock and started to suck
him with wild abandon.  Jamal continued to lower the Speedo down and off my
boy's legs as he continued his assault on Bryan's cock.

     Jamal then widened his mouth further, sucking Bryan's balls into his
mouth, causing Bryan to let out an even louder moan.  It looked like
Jamal's mouth was now physically attached to Bryan's crotch with Bryan
leaning over Jamal's head, grinding his hips against it.  Jamal continued
to suck on my boy as he picked him up, turned, and place Bryan on the side
of the spa.  Bryan was now lying back on the deck with Jamal still in the
spa as he continued to suck on Bryan's groin.  My boy had his eyes closed
and had a look of pure pleasure on his face.

     Jamal pulled back from sucking Bryan's cock and balls spread the boy's
slim legs up and back, exposing his tight sphincter.  Jamal leaned in and
started to dart his tongue into the boy, making Bryan squeal with delight
while his body wiggled and squirmed as Jamal`s expert tongue worked its way
in.

     While Jamal continued his attack on Bryan's boy hole, he reached over
into that Pandora's box of his and pulled out a white nugget similar to
what I remembered seeing in the video.  He pulled his face off of Bryan's
ass bringing the white rock up to Bryan's hole and started to push it in.
After applying pressure for a few seconds, Bryan's hole yielded and the
rock popped inside, followed by half of Jamal's finger.

     Bryan's body flinched as Jamal continued to slowly slide his finger
deeper into the boy until his digit was completely buried in the boy's
gripping hole.  Bryan let out a low moan as Jamal started working his
finger inside the boy.

     "Oh, Jamal...ungh...it's starting to burn again." Bryan moaned out.

     "What do you call me now Bry?" as Jamal pushed in deep with his
finger.

     "Mmmugh...dddaddy." replied Bryan weakly.

     "That's right, I'm your daddy now.  And what do you call your old
daddy?" Jamal said with a smile.

     "He's mmmy...heee's Frannk" Bryan squeaked out.  "Oh daddy, it's
starting to feel gooooood..." as Jamal slipped in a second finger.  Bryan
spread his legs wider as he opened his ass and his body to Jamal as he
started to feel the effects of the Kryptonite.

     I was crushed as Jamal stripped me of my role as father to Bryan.  But
I wanted to see my boy be dominated and take Jamal's cock.  I felt whipped.
My cock was overruling my judgment as I continued to stroke and watch Jamal
take my boy to new heights of depravity.

     Bryan arched his back as his ass reacted to Jamal's twisting and
turning fingers mixed in with the desolved Kryponite..

     "Oh fuck daddy!  I need your cock!"  Gasped Bryan.

     "You want daddy's cock my son?" Jamal replied.  His fingers were now
moving faster in and out of the boy.

     "Yyyeeessss...daaaaaddy!" moaned the now drooling Bryan.

     Jamal raised himself up out of the bubbling water revealing his 8 inch
hard monster.  He kept his fingers buried in Bryan as he aimed his blunt
cock head at the boys finger stuffed ass.

     "What do ya want me to do son?" asked Jamal as he teased Bryan's hole
with his fingers.

     "Stick it in me daddy!" Bryan squealed.

     "Like this?" as Jamal eased in a third finger.  Bryan moaned out as
his hole stretched wider.

     "Mmm...yeeeah." Bryan gasped.

     "You still haven't told me what you want boy?" Jamal said with a
drugged up smile.

     "I...I want you to fuck me daddy." Bryan finally said in a pleading
voice as he wiggled his ass on Jamal's fingers.

     "What's the magic word son?" Jamal said as he continued to twist his
three fingers.  Bryan's body twisted and flexed as his body begged for
Jamal's cock.

     "Pleeease..." Bryan said.

     "No, that's not the word I'm looking for son." as Jamal jammed his
fingers as deep as he could go, eliciting a groan from his new boy.

     "FFuck!" Bryan gasped.

     "Yeah , that's the word.  Tell daddy again." as Jamal pushed and
pulled his fingers in deep long strokes.

     "Fuuuck daddy!  I wwwant you tooo Fuck me" as Bryan spread his legs as
far as he could, presenting his groin to his new daddy.

Jamal quickly pulled his fingers out of the boy and moved his cock up to
the gapping boy hole.  Jamal nudged his cock into Bry's opening and slowly
started to push the head of his cock inside the boy's hole.

     Bryan made a slight grunt as he felt the head break past the opening
muscle.  Then I watched, again in amazement, as Jamal slowly pushed his 8
inch cock up into Bryan's willing body.  Jamal held the boy's legs wide
open by the ankles as inch by inch of Jamal's cock disappeared into the
boy.

     Bryan made a series of grunts and groans as Jamal continued to make
small thrusts with his large cock as he worked more of it into the boy.  I
was still amazed at how Bryan could take a cock that size.  Before I knew
it, Jamal had all of his cock lodged inside my boy.

     "You like daddy's cock?" Jamal said as he held his cock fully inserted
into the boy.

     "Uh huh." was all Bryan could grunt out.

     Jamal slowly pulled his cock half way out then pushed back in.  Bryan
moaned as he tried to push back on the massive tube.  I stroked my hard
cock as Jamal started to slowly fuck my boy with his dominating member.
Bryan's legs where now on Jamal's shoulders as Jamal leaned forward and
really started to fuck into the boy.

     The grunts and groans from both man and boy where increasing with the
fucking.  Bryan mouth was wide open as he gasped at the sensations of the
fucking he was receiving.  Suddenly Jamal thrust forward and stopped.

     He leaned over into his little box and pulled out a something that
looked like a white bracelet made out of Puka shells.  He then leaned down
over Bryan and whispered something to Bryan that I couldn't hear.  He then
pulled back and took hold of Bryan's right ankle and placed the boy's foot
on his chest.  Jamal then put the bracelet on the boy's ankle.

     "You're my boy now Bry." Jamal said with a smile as his large hands
moved down Bryan`s leg.  Bryan smiled back with a wide lustful grin.

     "Make me feel good daddy.  Fuck me!" Bryan replied.

     Jamal leaned down again, with his cock still fully lodged inside
Bryan, and kissed his new son passionately.  Jamal then started to thrust
hard into Bryan, making Bryan grunt into Jamal's mouth as the boy sucked on
Jamal`s tongue.  I could see the white Puka bracelet featured prominently
on Bryan's right ankle as his upturned legs jerked with each thrust from
Jamal.  Man and boy where joined at both ends as they humped each other
with pure lust on the deck of the spa.

     Jamal started to hammer his 8 inch cock into my, hopefully not,
ex-son.  Which caused Bryan to break from the kissing and let out a moan so
loud, I thought for sure it would wake the neighbors.  Bryan clung to
Jamal's strong frame with his arms and legs wrapped around Jamal as the
strong man continued pounding into the boy.

     Fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...UUNGH of fuck DADDY!"  Bryan said with
each thrust form Jamal.

     As I watched from the living room I stroked my cock in time with
Jamal's thrusts.  I don't know what was hotter, seeing my boy get fucked by
an 8 inch monster cock?  Or hearing my nine year old curse like a sailor
from the fucking he was receiving.  I was so close to cumming as I watched
them fuck.

     Jamal thrust forward and stopped, then he lifted the boy up so that
Jamal was now standing in the spa with Bryan mounted on his cock.  Bryan's
legs where wrapped tightly around Jamal's waist and he had his arms around
Jamal's neck. I could hear muffled moans emanate from Bryan as he kept his
head buried in Jamal`s chest while Jamal grabbed Bryan by the waist and
bounced the boy up and down on his throbbing member.

     "Take Daddy's cock boy!  Yeah you like daddy's cock?!" Jamal grunted
with each thrust.

     "Mmmph fuck me daddy." Bryan breathlessly replied.

     My boy was being used like a human flesh light Bryan and Jamal talked
dirty to each other.

     "I love you son!  So glad I met you and you're my boy now!"

     "Fuck...daddy...fuck...daddy...fuck...daddy!" Bryan repeated as their
motions got more frantic.

     "Oh fuck baby boy!  Take my load!" Jamal gasped as he started to slam
the boy hard on his cock.  He made a final grunt, as he lunged upward
pulling Bryan down on his cock.  Jamal shoved his tongue into Bryan's
gasping mouth as they both shared a passionate kiss, with muffled grunts
and groans escaping as I watched Jamal's balls pump his load into his new
boy.  Jamal ejaculated so much into Bry that I could see his cum start to
leak out from Bryan's ass.

     I continued to stroke faster and faster until I unloaded all over the
living room floor.  Even after blowing my wad I kept on stroking my cock.

     As Jamal continued to slowly fuck my boy, he stumbled back and they
both sunk back into the spa.  I watched their heads bob up and down as the
two worked up a pretty good sweat as they continued to fuck with the steam
rising up around them.  Bryan and Jamal looked like they weren't going to
stop any time soon.  And after a few more thrusts I lost sight of them as
they sunk even lower in the hot tub.  I did hear the occasional high
pitched boy grunt or groan as water splashed out every now and then.  I'm
sure Jamal was fucking his boy real good now underwater.

     "His boy."  My heart sank as I realized I called Bryan his boy in my
head.  I had to win my boy back during the trip to Miami.  Or I could never
call myself a good father.  Good father?  I wasn't a good father.  My past
record with my boys was not stellar to begin with, with my job and business
always dominating my life.  Now a man named Jamal was dominating my son.

     No.  Bryan was now his son.  But with Ben coming home tomorrow, I had
to figure out what to do.

     "Oh shit" I thought.



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