Date: Sun, 30 May 2010 19:08:16 -0400 From: [email protected] Subject: Naked Pizza, part one

Naked Pizza

Part 1.

This story is a work of Fiction. Don't read it if you don't like gay sex or stories about gay incest or stories about men and boys doing things together that ain't legal.

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Looks like cold pizza for dinner again. But I love pizza, cold or hot. What 7 year old boy doesn't?

The cooling take-out pizza sat on the kitchen table. As hungry as I was, I was busy with something much more tasty. And fun. My daddy!

He had just come home from work. He was still dressed in his city police uniform. Daddy had come in the house, sent my 17 year-old high-school drop-out punk-thug dude babysitter home for the night, and then called me into the kitchen for dinner. I had walked over to the table and smelled the pizza but then daddy had picked up my naked 7 year old body in his strong arms and kissed me 'hello'.

I put my little arms around his neck as daddy picked me up off of my feet, my legs going around his waist. Daddy gave me a real grown-up kiss, the kind where his hot tongue dug into my young mouth and explored as deep as it could. I kissed him back, sucking on his wet, probing tongue. Knowing I'd soon be sucking on something much bigger!

As he held me to his warm body, all hot and sweaty from his day working in the warm Florida sunshine as a patrol cop, one of his strong hands holding me tight, the other stroking my long blond hair, I relaxed in his arms. How I love the feel and sight and smell of my daddy, especially when he is in his uniform.

One of his big hands roamed down my back, rubbing my shoulders, exploring the soft skin of my young body, going lower and lower. Then I jumped as two hot and horny fingers dug deep into my wet little boy hole. Daddy shoved them in as far as he could, not trying to be gentle or caring, just needing to feel his son's tight hole clutch his fingers, to feel the warmth and wetness of my insides. To know I was his.

I shuddered a second time as those insistent fingers left my insides. My soft blue eyes locked onto my daddy's sharp blue-gray ones as he brought his sticky, dripping fingers to my mouth. I opened my mouth, as wide as a 7 year old boy can, and stuck out my warm pink little tongue. Daddy roughly finger-fucked my mouth, making me suck clean his sticky fingers.

Daddy's finger's were really sticky, too. My drop-out teen-thug babysitter had dropped two huge loads up my butt today after all. Not to mention another one down my sucking throat--I had to work hard for that last one, took me like half an hour of steady sucking and licking and playing with his 7 inch cut dick to get that last tasty load. Now I got to taste some of the spunk the 17 year old teen had fucked into my butt.

Damn, I love the taste of cum. Fresh from a hot tasty cock or from my used butt hole or however I could get it. Daddy says I'm a cum slut. His little blond-haired, blue-eyed, 7 year old, redneck, white-trash, cocking sucking, dick riding, cum eating slut-boy. And if my daddy says that is what I am, then who am I to argue?

So like a good little cum slut, I licked my daddy's sticky fingers clean. But I kept my eyes on his. I love the look in those eye's when he watches me do something most people would thing of as nasty. Or just plain wrong. That look, that says I'm his to do with as he pleases. That what ever happened next, I was his to use and abuse as he wanted. And right then, I knew what was coming next.

Me, actually. I would be cumming next.

My daddy carried my naked seven year old self over to the kitchen counter and lay me down on my back. He bent my legs up and I grabbed them, knowing he wanted to 'inspect' my tight boy hole after it had been used all afternoon by horny teen cock. I moaned and jumped as daddy buried his hot tongue deep in my used hole. His blond mustache and goatee tickled my smooth skin as daddy ate my dripping butt.

Daddy love's eating cum out of my hole. Or licking it off my body. His cum. My babysitter's teen spunk. My uncle's or my granddad's sperm. Daddy's work buddies or his friends. Or any strange man that daddy lets use me. Ok, so he gets to eat lots of cum too! But not as much as me.

His hot mouth sucked my hole clean. Then he was sucking on my little 4 inch uncut 7 year old boy boner. Which, as most always, was stone hard. Pale skinned, prominent blue veins, bright red head, my boy cock was throbbing as my daddy's hot mouth and licking tongue worked there magic on me.

Face fuzz made me giggle as it brushed my smooth, hairless crotch as daddy went down on me. Then I was shaking and moaning and my arms were shaking and I was dry cumming as daddy's hot mouth sucked me good. Then a second time, even harder as my dick felt like it was on fire as he kept on mouthing my dick. And then for the third--and final--dry cum, daddy rammed three big fingers up my tight little boy hole, finger fucking me good as he drove me over the edge.

I tried to catch my breath. Dripping with sweat, I stayed right there on the kitchen counter as I watched my daddy. He bent and kissed me lightly on the lips before moving across the room to the kitchen table--where the pizza was now almost cooled off. But it would be stone cold before we ever got to it. As usual.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of my daddy. So sexy and handsome, especially in his police uniform. Short buzzed blond hair, blue-gray eyes, blond mustache and goatee. Five foot ten and a half inches tall. 165 lbs of solid, lean muscle. Long-sleeved blue uniform shirt. Black uniform pants, black leather belt, gun belt (with his service revolve still in it's holster), black leather boots. Just the site of him made my heart beat faster, my little dick stand up, and my boy hole twitch.

Daddy started to undress. Off came the uniform shirt, the black pants, the gun belt. He looked over at me, now just wearing a sweaty white "wife beater" ribbed tank top, dirty white boxer briefs, white socks and his leather boots. His smooth, mostly hairless body visible. His tattooed arms so sexy. The tattoo on his chest that showed through the sweat-soaked "wife beater". The bulge that showed in his dirty under shorts. The wet spot where his dick was leaking pre cum.

I held my breath, wondering what kind of fuck I was in for. Daddy can be gentle and sweet and make me feel like nothing ever could with his dick riding my hole. Or he can be mean and rough and fuck me till I bleed. Or both. I wondered what tonight would be like. My itching boy hole knew what it wanted--daddy cum. Lots and lots of hot daddy cum, spurted deep inside my young, tender body. I wanted that too.

My blue eyes watched as he slid off those dirty shorts and kicked them across the kitchen. His 9 ¾ inch uncut dick at attention, and needing attention after a long day at work. My entire body just aching it wanted him so bad.

Daddy came over to the kitchen counter and picked me up. I loved seeing the muscles in his arms flex as he lifted me off the counter and pulled me close. Without his uniform on, I could feel the heat of his body against my naked skin. I could smell the sweat of the day's work on his hot body. And I could sure as fuck feel his big dick right under my butt, just waiting to take me and make me his.

Daddy's big dick didn't wait long. He carried me over to the table, sat down on one of the chairs and pulled me down on top of him. I was sitting on his lap, facing him, his eyes looking into mine, his pulsing cock nudging against my 7 year old boy hole.

I reached down for that big dick, feeling it's hardness in my small hands. Feeling the sticky pre-cum dripping out from his big balls. Wanting it in me as much as he did. Guiding it with my young hands, aiming the sticky head at my waiting boy hole.

I jumped as the head and about an inch of daddy dick slid inside me. Moved my hands away now that he was safely in my hole. One of daddy's strong arms wrapped around me, holding me tight to his muscular body. I reached my hands around his neck as he bent to kiss me again. Then I felt his other hand on my shoulder and shuddered. I knew what was coming next.

Nine and three-quarters inches of daddy dick slammed balls-deep into my screaming boy hole was what came next. My daddy's powerful hand, gripping my little shoulder tight, shoved me down as hard as he could, forcing his big cock deep into my hurting young body. His lips on mine as I yelled. My entire body shaking and thrashing around as he took me and made me his.

My little boy dick was shaking too. Dry cumming over and over from the feeling of being taken and used by my daddy. My whole body was on fire, my little pink nipples rubbed raw from the sweaty fabric of daddy's ribbed "wife beater" tank top, my lips bruised by the force of his mouth on mine. My shoulder aching from the force of him holding me down on his raging dick. The feeling of being used and abused by my own daddy, of him raping my 7 year old boy ass, the feel of his body next to mine as I clung to him while he fucked me. The smell of him as he worked up a sweat as he worked my body on his throbbing dick. Most of all, the feeling of just being HIS.

Then the absolute best feeling of all, my daddy's rampaging prick, deep inside my body, convulsing as it shot out squirt after squirt of hot cum. The same sperm that had made me, now filling up my 7 year old boy hole, pumping me so full that white spunk was dripping down the length of daddy's big cock and onto the kitchen chair.

For one wonderful moment, dad and son were one. We held each other tight as we both got off. My dry cum, his wet explosion. My hurting boy hole. His still throbbing cock, his still pumping balls. Our eyes locked onto each others. Our lips too. Then, like all wonderful things in life, it was over. For now anyway.

We clung to each other as we both caught our breathe. I could feel my heart beating, could smell his sweat. Could see the look of love and lust and desire in his eyes. Knew he could see the same in mine.

Feeling his dick still in me as I looked over at the now cold pizza, I knew it would be a long time before we would eat it. Daddy caught my eye and smiled. I watched as he stretched his arms over his head, working out the kinks from our own little before dinner workout. Saw that look in his eyes again as he again reached for me. Felt his dick throb inside me as he pulled me close.

One arm behind his head, the other on my head, pulling me to him. To his sweat-soaked arm pit. To the sticky blond hairs waiting there, waiting for his good little boy to lick and suck him clean. Daddy forced my face into his dank pit. Knowing my place, I started tonguing him clean.

Daddy's dick was swelling up and getting harder as he forced me to clean up his sweaty arm pits. My own boy dick was stone hard too. The taste of my daddy's hot body and salty sweat makes me shiver. Soon I was humping his body as I licked, and ramming my butt down on his rock hard cock. Daddy pushed me to his other side, giving me more tasty sweat to enjoy, holding my face there until I licked him clean. Then we kissed, his eye's sparkling at the taste of his own salty sweat.

Suddenly I found myself on my back, on top of the kitchen table, daddy on top of me--his cock fucking deep inside my young, tender body. He was now holding me down by the shoulders, slamming me deep and fast. Shaking the table. Rocking my world!

Sweat dripped off his forehead, soaking his strong, muscular body, as my daddy worked out the stress and tension of the day on my seven year old ass. He pounded me for a long time until he was ready to blow another load of daddy cum. But instead of fucking his spunk up my ass or down my throat, daddy pulled out, ripped open the pizza box laying next to us on the kitchen table, and spewed his hot load all over our dinner.

Later, after I had sucked daddy's dick clean, sucked another load of daddy cum out of his big balls, then had almost passed out as daddy ate my abused boy hole out again, driving me to dry cum over and over until I didn't know which way was up or down, we finally got down to eating the spunk-covered cold pizza.

Of course, me being me, besides eating cold cum-soaked pizza, I was also sitting on my daddy's best friend's lap, his dick deep inside my used little-boy hole, as the three of us finished off the cold, sticky pizza, them both drinking beer and laughing, me trying to eat, ride the thick hot Hispanic cock inside me, and wondering what my next adventure with my daddy would bring me? Besides cold, sticky pizza, eaten naked, of course.

05-30-2010