The following is a work of erotic fiction depicting graphic sexual situations. It is meant to be enjoyed by a mature audience.
“What the fuck is your problem the last couple of days, Hoover?” the plant foreman roared at JB. “You been fuckin’ up left and right.”
“Sorry, Randy,” JB managed. “I’ve had a lot on my mind.”
“Well, get it the fuck off your mind. This ain’t like you. Asleep at the controls, you’re a hazard to the other men. One more fuck up and I’m sendin’ you home. Without pay. Got it?”
“Yeah, Randy, I got it,” JB meekly replied, donning his hard hat and once again mounting the forklift he operated. Much as he hated to admit it, Randy wasn’t wrong. His mind really wasn’t on the job. He had nearly backed up into a pallet and caused potential damage to the packed goods and anyone working around them.
Bubba, JB’s co-worker and best buddy, saw the exchange and knew JB was on Randy’s shit list. On an ordinary day that list was an arm length’s long. Randy Blakeslee was a mean sonofabitch, a stocky little bald man with a Napolean complex. His squat face was always beet-red with rage. Most of the those who worked under him hoped one day his blood pressure would blow his head off his shoulders.
Randy strode over to where Bubba was stacking empty pallets with Morris, one of the several black men who worked there. Morris was older than most. Judging by his face and graying hair Bubba figured him to be somewhere in his fifties, maybe even a little older. But Morris was strong as an ox and kept up with the other guys. Bubba liked him.
“What the fuck is wrong with Hoover?” Blakeslee angrily demanded of him.
Bubba shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Randy shouted. “You and him are butt buddies, ain’t ya?” It’s what Randy called any of the workers who were friendly. They all figured he was just pissed that nobody wanted to ask him to join for drinks after work, go to a game, that kind of guy stuff.
“He’s got some family problems,” Bubba offered.
“Family? What fuckin’ family? Last I heard he was a swinging bachelor.”
“His ex dumped his two kids off on him t’other day,” Bubba explained, hoping JB wouldn’t be pissed off at him for doing so. If Randy had a soft side at all, he wanted to appeal to it.
“Kids? What kids? Since when has he got kids?”
“Two boys, teenagers,” Bubba told him. “Their mother is a real cunt. She don’t want them no more. So she jest up and tossed them on JB without any kind of warning. Now he’s got to figger out what to do with ‘em. That’s why he’s---what do ya call it---distracted.”
“Teenagers! What the fuck! Teenagers can take care of themselves, for crissake.,” Randy fumed.
Bubba whistled low. “Oh, not these two. They get theyselves into trouble when they left on their own.”
“Trouble?” Randy inquired, interested. “What kind of trouble?”
“Oh, you know, just the usual. Teenager stuff. If’n you had a kid, you’d know what I mean.” Bubba was definitely soft-pedaling. He bet Randy’d really shit a brick if he knew the oldest boy had baited him with booze and taken advantage of him. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He was already three sheets to the wind and when that slut climbed up on his lap and rode his cock, he wasn’t complaining. In fact, Bubba was kind of hoping it would happen again. That kid had a nice, tight pussy on him. But he didn’t want to piss off JB by asking if it would be okay if he buggered the teen again.
“He on JB’s ass again?” Morris inquired once Blakeslee had moved on.
“Asshole is what he is,” Bubba spat. “Don’t give no slack to a man having personal problems.”
“Shee-it!” Morris whistled. “We all got shit goin’ on. My Bessie, she ain’t given me none in near about three years. Enough to drive a grown man crazy, I tell you. My fuckin’ balls about to burst.” He grabbed the crotch of his bibbed overalls to accentuate the point.
Bubba chuckled good-naturedly and slapped the black man on the arm, a fairly well-muscled arm considering his age. “You gotta come down to Frank’s Chicken House with me some night. There be somebody there to take care of ya.” Frank’s was a dive strip bar situated in the woods off the beaten track. The cops knew about the questionable action that went on in the back room, but they did nothing to stop it. To the contrary, some often visited there to get some quick relief. Hell, even the Chief was known to show his face on occasion. Word was that he took a payoff from the proprietor and that was the reason the place was allowed to operate.
Any further conversation was interrupted by the reappearance of the foreman. Bubba and Morris ceased the man-talk and got back to work lest they be on Randy’s shit list, too. Bubba would like to have told Morris a visit to the Hoover trailer would surely ease the pressure on his nut sac. While JB wasn’t home, of course. But he kept that knowledge to himself. At least for now.
JB tried like hell to keep his mind on the job. He sure as shit didn’t need to lose a day’s pay. Barely made enough to keep himself in beer and weed as it was. But the salacious stories told by his sons of their antics with Mama’s boyfriends kept playing in his mind, not to mention the unsolicited and stupendous blow job he had received from his sixteen-year-old. Just remembering the scene made him bone up. Cripes, he’d cum like never before, showering the little wrestler with his milky load. Violently shaking his head to ward off these thoughts he concentrated even harder on his job. For now the two were safe with old man Kennerly, who’d been instructed not to let them roam from his trailer. There would be enough time after the work day to decide on what to do next.
He surely hoped they wouldn’t give Kennerly any trouble.
Jakub Kennerly was a wizened seventy-two year old man who had lived in the park for most of his life. The now-dilapidated trailer had originally belonged to his folks. Papa passed on some forty years ago; Mama a few later, leaving the place to their only offspring, Jake. Although he faked otherwise, Jakey was glad when they kicked off. With them around he couldn’t live life the way he wanted. Now that the place was his he could bring in any one he wanted. Mama had actually had her first heart attack when she caught Jakey in his bedroom with seventeen-year-old Peggy Ann from a few trailers over, just snackin’ away at her snatch. Jakey was going on thirty-three at the time. He liked ‘em young.
The Kennerly trailer became quite popular with the park’s teens throughout the ensuing years. Jakub wasn’t particular whether they were girls or boys. He was an equal opportunity molester. Never forced anyone to do anything; was strictly their choice. But he certainly encouraged them enough. His one rule was that they had to be at least sixteen; anything less could wind his ass up in jail. And Jakub wasn’t fond of that prospect. Not that he didn’t hand out candy like it was Halloween in July to the kiddies, buttering them up for when they reached the target age.
Jakub wasn’t bad looking back then. He was of medium height and weight with straight brown hair he kept reasonably short and parted at the side. He had a somewhat longish nose but otherwise he was decent as the next guy. Age had changed most of that. Now he didn’t stand as erect, the hair had thinned and turned grey-to-white and his face was wrinkled as a road map. While he had kept his weight down, now his skin sagged and there was a waddle under his chin. He had arthritis in more places than he cared to count and relied on a cane to get around from place to place. The DMV had yanked his license a few years back when he drove off the road into a brook, so now he relied upon the kindness of neighbors to get to where he had to go. His pension and social security weren’t nearly enough to be using cabs or this new-fangled thing they called Uber, which he didn’t begin to understand.
The one thing which still worked well on Jakub was his pecker. Seemed that while everything else about him changed in appearance, his dick looked the same as it did when he was a younger man. And, miraculously and thankfully, it still worked! With a little help from the enhancements he got from his Urologist, who raised a brow when the seventy-year-old requested hard-on pills. He also supplemented them with items he found online, figuring more was better. Jake had gained some computer skills from Jimmy Wilkins, a nerdy eighteen-year-old who sat on his lap with Jake’s dick up his ass as he tutored him. It opened up an entire new world of decadence to him.
The young ones never came around much anymore. It was easier to bait them when he, himself, was young. Jake had to rely on masturbation or the many devices he ordered through the internet to get his old rocks off. He had an idea the UPS guy thought him a dirty old man, recognizing where the packages came from. Jake even invited him in on several occasions, but the guy respectfully declined. Just because he was old didn’t mean his sex drive had decreased. In fact, in that way, he felt more virile than ever!
When that good-looking Joe Bob Hoover came over yesterday asking Jake to watch his kids, Jakub felt like he’d received a jolt of vigor. Careful to control his excitement he questioned their age, which made him even more excited. Perfect age; entirely legal. If these teens were anywhere near as handsome as their father he was going to have a difficult time keeping his hands off them. JB didn’t know it, but he was delivering his boys into the old sex fiend’s den.
They showed up earlier than expected. Jakub was still in his robe, and nothing else. He slept nude; made him feel more sensual. When he saw the Hoover boys his dick nearly popped through the folds of the robe. They were both as cute as a button and both entirely different, one a brunet and the other blonde. The brunet was tall and trim, like those professional swimmers he loved to beat off to, and the blonde was shorter, but had a muscular build. Jake could picture him frolicking on the gymnasium mats with another wrestler in those revealing singlets, legally groping parts of bodies that would otherwise be frowned upon. Yes, he assured JB, the boys would be more than welcome here with him.
The older one seemed sullen, throwing himself into a chair, crossing arms over his chest and brooding. The younger was the opposite, plopping what appeared to be a glorious bubble butt on the arm rest of Jakub’s recliner next to him, and chatting away. He was a talker, for sure, and his deep, resonating voice made Jake’s sparse ball hairs tingle. He wanted to reach out his gnarled, arthritic hand and grope the teen’s apparently abundant basket. After a while he excused himself and, using his cane for support, hobbled over to the kitchen area where he downed one of his enhancement pills. Not that he thought he really needed it; he was already aroused.
By the time he got back he was startled to see both boys cross-legged on the floor in front of the cabinet they’d opened rifling through his triple-x rated DVD collection. “Boys In the Sand,” Billy read one of the titles of a long-ago classic. “Well, shit, I’m a boy and I like the beach! Big Guns. I’ve got them, too! The Young & the Hung. Shit, Jase, we’re both young and hung. Well, at least I’m hung,” Jason punched him on a pumped-up arm. Holding up the video case, Billy looked to Jakub, “Hey, Mr. Kennerly, can we watch this one?”
“C-certainly,” Jakub stammered. This was going better than he could have imagined.
“Cool beans!” Billy exclaimed, opening the jacket and inserting it into the player. The screen switched from the morning news to the William Higgins classic. Using the remote, Billy skipped ahead to the action. “Hot damn, check it out, Jase,” he excitedly cried out as Christopher Lance, Michael Gere and the other models from another era titillated with hand jobs, sucking and lots of bareback fucking.
Jakub hadn’t needed a pill at all. He was beyond horned up watching the two delectable boys as they viewed the on-screen action. Over the years he had amassed quite a collection of hardcore porn on both DVD and VHS. It almost always got his prey in the mood. Old Jake was literally smacking his gums imagining the brothers in the situations depicted in the film. His hardon was obscenely pressing against, and lifting, his night robe.
Showing the impatience of youth, Billy jumped forward again. Then again. Disappointedly, he remarked, “They may be young, but they sure ain’t hung! We got more meat than they’ve got, don’t we Jase?”
Jakub groaned and nearly swallowed his dentures. Some of those teens in the film had nice cocks, indeed. He could only imagine what the Hoover brothers were sporting. Or was Billy merely joshing for his benefit? How cruel it would be if the blonde rascal was teasing him.
Although their backs were to him, Jakub could tell that they were rubbing their crotches as they observed the lurid action of The Young and the Hung. Suddenly Billy was looking over his well-rounded shoulder at him. “Hey, Mr. Kennerly, does this stuff get you boned up? Do you have wood right now?”
Old Jake was beyond the point of arousal. “Oh, yes,” he managed. “Indeed I do.”
Billy slapped his brother on a shoulder, “You hear that, Jase? Mr. Kennerly’s got a stiffie. You’re a dirty cocksucker, go ahead and get it.”
Angrily, Jase pounced on Billy and the two proceeded to grapple there in front of the widescreen. They were a mass of interlocking limbs, each trying to gain purchase to best the other. Billy was the better of the two, but Jase had learned a lot over the years sparring with his stronger brother. He wrapped his body around Billy’s more muscular frame, on top now and attempting to pin the blonde’s arms down. Their full crotches rubbed together as they scuffled. Billy gained the upper hand and sent Jason sprawling, then was down on him facing away, his big arms around his brother’s waist and avoiding his flailing legs. His packed groin was right there in Jase’s face. Grasping for purchase, Jase got a hold of Billy’s shorts by the rear and they came down, exposing most of his rounded glutes. Jakub sighed excitedly, smacked his lips and drew his cock out into the open. He sat there jacking as his eyes took in the sight of these beautiful boys brawling.
The more they struggled, the more flesh was revealed. Jase’s shirt tore completely off and allowed Jakub to appreciate the youth’s slim physique and erect nipples. Billy’s t-shirt was bunched up under his armpits, giving Jake a delectable view of his solid, muscular build. As the two continued their playful struggle an end table went over. Jakub didn’t care; he was enjoying the skin show while he jerked his solid staff. They scuffled, they rough-housed. Just when it looked as if Billy had the advantage, Jason rebounded. Jake couldn’t choose which to cheer on. All at once Billy had Jason down on his belly, him atop holding his older brother in a leg and arm lock, his packed groin right on Jason’s squirming ass. Billy chanced to look up and saw old Jakub with his cock out and stroking. Releasing one arm from Jase he grabbed a fistful of his longish hair and pulled his head up so that he could see the effect they’d had on the old coot.
“You see that cock, Jase?” he asked excitedly. “Looks like Grandpa’s got a nice one for an old guy. Who’s gonna get to it first, you or me?” Billy loosened his grip on Jase to give him fair advantage. Jason shot out from under Billy in a flash, scrambled over between Jakub’s bony legs and started lapping up and down the throbbing cock. Billy sat back on his haunches grinning. He’d handed that one to his brother. If he’d really wanted to, he could have had it first.
While muscle stud Francois Papillon put his partner through the paces on-screen, Jason Hoover happily sucked Jakub Kennerly’s cock. It was quite the discovery for both boys to learn that septuagenarian dick wasn’t anywhere near as shabby as they might have otherwise thought. Old Jake’s cockshaft was every bit as hard as the both of theirs. It wasn’t bent and gnarled as the rest of him appeared to be. Jake had a good seven to eight inches of senior citizen meat, thick enough for fucking, with a nice plug on top. His ball bag was hanging low between his legs, spiked with snowy hairs and his granddad-bush was as sparse as the few strands on his pate.
Jason slurped the old man’s cock from crown to base, moaning blissfully all the while. Jakub’s withered body quivered with ecstasy as his dick was enveloped in the tight, wet warmth of the teen’s throat. His robe fell all the way open, revealing crepey skin and drooping tits. Taking them by both hands, he tugged, twirled and pinched his tit meat, making his cock pulse even stronger. Joe Bob’s son was an adventurous and expert cock sucker, like most of the young one’s were. His cute cheeks hollowed as he sucked and swallowed, making the old perv’s entire body convulse. His hands were on Jakub’s gangly thighs, squeezing the loose skin as he knelt there orally impaling himself with the tasty, rigid shaft. While he had never sucked off an old man before, Jason seemed to be very hungry for Jakub’s prick.
Billy shucked his t-shirt and shorts, giving Jakub a real eyeful of a youthfully muscled up teen. With Jase on his knees before the old man, his ass was squirming and pleading for attention. Billy stepped forward, grabbed hold of Jase’s jean shorts and yanked them off. Jase-the-slut rarely wore undies, always at the ready. Not anywhere near as plump and powerful as Billy’s, Jase’s ass looked tasty enough. Billy should know; he’d been munching on it for years. Dropping to his knees behind his older brother, Billy rubbed his thumbs against the sides of the brown eye and worked it open. Jase was such a whore; he never showed resistance. Going in, Billy used the pad of his tongue to take a few swipes of Jase’s shit ditch. Jase quickly pushed his ass back against his brother’s face and managed a moan around the cock he had jammed down his gullet.
Billy shoved his tongue through the flexing sphincter muscle and filled Jase’s tangy chasm. Jase sucked even harder on Jakub’s shaft as Billy went to work licking, sucking and tongue fucking his butthole. Billy slapped Jase’e ass hard, the sound over-riding the energetic sex sounds coming from Cole, J.T., Brian and the others on the t.v. screen. Billy savagely fed on his brother’s hot teen hole, getting it all slick with saliva. Jase had opened like a flower in rapid bloom, anticipating what his baby bro had in store for him.
As always, Billy failed to disappoint. Rising, he mounted Jase. Clutching the trimmer boy by the sides of his hips with his powerful thighs, Billy used a hand to position his ten-inch staff of glory down to Jase’s primed hole. Jase grunted when the large head popped inside, quickly followed by the rest of Billy’s superior rod. Absent of foreplay, Billy instantly began pounding Jason’s pussy. From his vantage point Jakub was rewarded with the breathtaking view of these beautiful boys’ features as one gave and the other received. Young Billy no longer looked so sweet and innocent. His features had become a mask of fierce determination. Jason appeared to be struggling with the brutal assault yet had no intention of calling a halt to it.
Eventually, not wanting to cum too soon, Billy slowed his pace. Jakub couldn’t tell if Jason was grateful for the reprieve or not. The boy had continued to deep throat him throughout. Billy wrapped his big arms around Jason’s torso as he humped, his chin on his older bro’s shoulder watching him suck the old man. To Jakub’s surprise---and delight---Jason came off his prick, took it in hand and directed it to his baby bro. Billy leaned in further, swiped his tongue up the glistening shaft and mouthed the bloated head. Jakub’s rheumy eyes shot wide as his mouth and his dentures slipped. This gorgeous little muscle god was actually sucking his dick!
Billy turned the prize back over to Jason, who engulfed it in one swallow, and concentrated again on buggering Jase. After Jason had gotten his licks, he turned the dick back over to Billy, who gave it some of his special attention. Back and forth they went, sharing the old man’s pleasure tool like good brothers should. Jakub was in heaven; this was the best care sitting job he’d ever had!
After a while Billy got the idea to change things up. Backing off from Jase he easily gathered him up in his muscled arms, lifted him and positioned him over Jakub’s dick. Jakub watched breathlessly as the boy pussy came closer and closer to his ramrod. Reaching down, Jase found the cock and held it upright until he felt it against his quivering anal lips. As Billy lowered him again, the dick slid into his chasm. Without warning Billy released him and Jase crashed down onto his groin, his ass swallowing the entirety of Jakub’s granddad-hood.
Billy chuckled as Jase squirmed on the missile. Old man Kennerly looked as though someone had shoved an electric prod up his ass. He was squirming in his seat, the few hairs on his head stood on end and his choppers popped out of his mouth, rolling down his sunken chest and into his robe. Billy knew Jase’s hole felt good, but for Kennerly it seemed like million-dollar pussy.
Blond Billy stroked his big gun as he moved to stand beside them, mouthing vulgar words of encouragement. Jase was on the move, posting up and down on senior cock as he straddled Jakub’s groin. He didn’t much care whose it was, long as he had a hard dick up his hole. His long hair was flopping about his shoulders, his tongue was hanging from the side of his mouth and his eyes were rolled so high that the irises were barely visible. From the look of both, either one looked ready to pop. And they’d only been at it a few minutes. Billy sure hoped not. Far as he was concerned the fun had just begun.
Jase bottomed out once again on Jakub’s ancient cock. With his cunt lips puffed out around the base of the piece he allowed his hole to spasm around the full length. From the look on Jakub’s creased face the old fuck was liking it a lot. Then he was on the move again, not so much strictly going up and down but grinding as if he was riding a mechanical horse. Jakub’s head was back against the chair’s cushions and emitting a continuous groan from his wide-open toothless mouth. Up until today Jase would never have thought of fucking with a geezer. The oldest he had done was his high school Principal, who had caught him red-handed blowing the Janitor in the utility room. Rather than create a disciplinary incident for both, Principal Whethers had allowed Jase to “work it out”, so to speak, in the privacy of his office. Jase figured the fat fuck was in his mid-fifties, but he had a nice chunky dick that spread his ass walls nicely.
Age wise, Whethers could have been Jakub’s son. But old Jake’s cock was as stiff as the rest of them and hitting his trigger in all the right places. Fucking old men was actually pretty cool, he realized. Jason figured there had to be a lot of them living in the park. Old men whose old ladies---if they had any---had stopped “putting out” a long time ago and would be ripe for the pleasures young Jason could bring them. He didn’t care a bit about their slack skin, wrinkled faces or balding heads, just so long as their cock was up to the challenge. It was all about the cock for Jase. He could really work his way through this rundown trailer park, so long as daddy didn’t send he and Billy packing. And after what they had done with JB yesterday, Jason didn’t think that likely.
Billy-boy had had enough of being a spectator and wanted in on the action. Jase was taking every damn inch of the old coot deep into his guts like the boy-slut he was while Billy was reduced to beating his meat on the sidelines. Playing with himself was all right when horned up and alone, but there were two warm mouths and assholes within dick’s reach. Billy was determined to sink himself into at least one of them. He could piggy-back Jakub’s prick into Jase for a tight double-down. But there was something about the old man’s widely open, moaning maw that strangely excited Billy. He’d gagged a lot of mouth-pussy in his relatively short life but never one without teeth. He just had to know how that would feel.
Billy agilely hoisted his muscular body up onto the already crowded chair between Jase and Jakub and, holding onto the back rest of the seat, dropped his hefty ball bag into Jakub’s open mouth. Jakub sputtered at first but, realizing what was happening, brought his arthritic hands up to Billy’s taut haunches and feasted on the tasty offering. The old man opened wide and swallowed the entire package, which was no easy feat since Billy-boy had a heavy set but without choppers he was able to manage. He eagerly sucked on the juicy orbs, his wrinkled cheeks hollowing as he worked them. His active tongue hungrily licked all over the smooth bag, painting them with slick saliva. He thought of all the sweet nectar stored in that sac which he could have the honor of receiving, perhaps a magic elixir which would restore his youth.
Billy’s ten inches throbbed dangerously over Jakub’s balding head, its thick piss lips already spreading and leaking clear ambrosia. It was a beauty of teendom, a thick and hard shaft unmarred by bulging veins but slick and smooth with a perfect upward arc. The crown was molded to perfection. Young Billy would be the envy of any porn star and coveted by all his would-be followers. And to think he was only sixteen!
Billy allowed Kennerly to feast on his bodacious nuts for only a short while. With the youthful desire of instant gratification he lifted his sac, took hold of his prized cock and directed it to Jakub’s wide-open mouth. Jakub’s wet lips locked around the cock knob and he began to fervently suck on it. His tongue anxiously teased that special place at the underside of the head which he knew to be ultra-sensitive. He slovenly ran over the smooth dome and dipped into the honey pot between the gorgeous cock’s lips, humming with delight as he tasted the little hunk’s pre-cum while having the brother ride his cock.
Without warning Billy speared his meat deep into the oldster’s tight throat. Jakub failed to choke or object as the entire length plunged into the deepest depths of his esophagus. He’d had many years of experience, although perhaps not with many as well hung as young Billy Hoover. When Billy began violently fucking his face, his smooth balls slapping against Jakub’s chin, the old man took it like a champ. Billy thrilled at the feeling of the codger’s toothless mouth, his ribbed gums a pleasurable bonus riding along the length of his battering cock. This whole scene was delightfully kinky. And Billy was a boy who enjoyed a bit of quirkiness as a change of pace.
Although he certainly had enough on his plate---and up his ass---Jason couldn’t resist the sight of his sibling’s high-mounded ass practically in his face. What was a brother to do? As those defined ass cheeks flexed and parted with his fuck thrusts, Jason buried his face between them and lapped at Billy’s crack. Between the heat of the summer’s day and his exertion Billy’s ass was already nice and sweaty. Jason was enough of a pig to like it that way. Billy glanced over his shoulder with a knowing grin. He’d created quite the perv when he introduced his older bro to the pleasures of masculine delight. There didn’t seem to be anything Jase wouldn’t do. Each time he momentarily pulled from old man Kennerly’s gullet his crack flexed open, giving Jason the perfect opportunity to skitter his licker over his winking hole. The sensation was awesome!
As Jase slurped through Billy’s ass crevice he continued to pound his pussy on Jakub’s dick. The old man’s rod miraculously remained stiff throughout. Jase hadn’t thought it possible. Suddenly his potential prospects had expanded. It seemed that his boy-cunt was always hungry. No more would be pass up a man just because he had snow on the roof. Jase felt that large, flared head way up inside his guts and grinded on the base to stir up his insides. He moaned into Billy’s tasty ass crack at the sensations it gave him. He wriggled his ass around as he rose, making sure the big old dick got him from all angles before plunging down on it once again. Through it all he kept his hole tight, kissing the cock from inside and making Jakub really groan around Billy’s meat.
Poor old Jake could only go so long with this much excitement at his stage in life. His frail body began quivering and the sounds from his stuffed mouth became higher pitched. Both brothers knew exactly what was about to happen, yet they failed to ease up on him. In fact their exertions became even more forceful. Jason was literally pounding himself on the old man’s lap and Billy was battering his throat. Either he was cumming, having a coronary or a a combination thereof, but Jakub didn’t care. If he was being fucked to death, what a way it was to go! With a long, painful wail his dick exploded and shot scads of senior citizen cum into Jason’s hot hole.
“You ready to cum, bro?” Billy panted heavily.
“Fuck, yeah!” Jason managed.
“Get the fuck over here. We’ll give him a load together.” Jason lifted off Jakub’s spent meat and hustled over the arm of the chair to stand beside Billy, who was beating his meat in the geezer’s face. Jason shot first, sending gobs of boy juice clear across Jakub’s flushed face. Jake held his toothless mouth open, tongue out and anxious to catch the flavorful young semen. Billy was next. Positioning that perfect helmet directly on Jakub’s tongue he fired wave after wave of thick, milky cum into the man’s greedy mouth. Jake impressed by taking it all, drinking down that double dose of cum as if it was the nectar of the gods. Even after the boys had unloaded, he licked the heads of their dicks and squeezed their cocks, attempting to milk out the last droplets. He smacked his lips, grinning from ear to ear, feeling like a younger man already.
JB arrived near to five thirty to retrieve his sons. When he stepped into the Kennerly trailer the three were quietly playing a game of cards which Jake had taught them. JB was surprised. He couldn’t imagine the two teens being so easily entertained.
“Hi, Pop!” blue eyed, blond-banged Billy greeted. “I’m winning! Twenty match sticks, see?” he said, holding up his loot.
“He cheats,” Jason teased. Billy gave him a resounding punch to the arm. And then they were play-tussling on the sofa.
“I hope they didn’t give you too much trouble,” JB addressed Jakub, who surprisingly looked more invigorated than this morning.
“Oh, no,” Jake insisted. “They were a pleasure to have. Very nice boys. Very nice, indeed. I haven’t enjoyed such company in quite a while.”
One of JB’s bushy brows lowered curiously, wondering why the old man wasn’t in dentures. He was fairly certain he had worn them this morning.
“We had an awesome day with Mr. Kennerly,” Jason piped in. “He said we can come by anytime. Maybe we can stay here again tomorrow?”
“Yeah, Pops. That would be dope. Can we?”
Just nine or so hours ago they had been protesting that they were old enough to be on their own and now, suddenly, one day with old man Kennerly and they were ready to become a permanent fixture at his trailer. JB wasn’t the smartest guy in the park, but something didn’t add up. Their peculiar interest and mysterious change of heart combined with Kennerly’s missing choppers and his uncanny exuberance meant trouble. Suddenly his eyes widened and the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. No, they wouldn’t! They couldn’t! Not with this old man! The thought in itself was shocking!!
They did! From those fake innocent looks on their cute faces he knew they did. And they knew he knew! His boys were two young sex monsters. After the differing versions of the same story they told him yesterday and what they did to him in his sleep last night he had no doubt they’d done the same to Jakub. He had never paid attention to the talk about the old man all these years but now he knew it to be true. Nevertheless, he was certain Kennerly was not the aggressor.
“Let’s go,” he managed dryly and the boys were off the sofa and headed to the door. “See you again, Mr. Kennerly,” they called out to the old man. JB shoved them to the truck. Once they were inside, Jason in the middle, JB revved up the engine. Leaning forward with one arm over the steering wheel to look at both his boys he pointedly accused, “You both fucked with that old man?”
Billy looked to Jason; Jason looked to Billy. Then Billy swatted Jason across the back of the head and cried, “Jason made me do it!”
