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Introduction:

Memories in the life of a boy.
A note for the reader. All the characters in this fictional story, that were involved in any sexual act, were carefully screened. Their identifications were thoroughly checked and authenticated. Not one is under the age of twenty one. If you are looking for a story involving underage fictional characters, you will not find them here. Occasionally a younger child is mentioned as a reference to allow the reader to understand a certain viewpoint. Rest assured any children that may have been mentioned were placed on a separate page until the sex scenes were over so their young minds wouldn’t be corrupted. The story was then pasted together after the children had gone to their fictitious homes.

The author is of the age he sees all persons between the ages of four and thirty as boys and girls. The ones under age four are of course babies. The author does not distinguish the ages of the boys and girls other than the fact all are above the legal age of twenty one and some are older than others. Thus many of the characters are referred to as boys and or girls. Sometimes the author might refer to them as little or young. That’s a force of habit. My forty year old son is still my little boy, even though he doesn’t think so.

To get the maximum enjoyment from the story, it is suggested the reader read Part One first. Most of my stories involve many chapters. If one reads the later chapters first, it is difficult to know what is going on as I can’t do a recap due to the length of the story. When they are read in order, the reader is able to become familiar with the characters as well as the story line. I hope you enjoy.


Total Confusion Part Twenty Seven

Paul and I are at David’s. I have my tongue buried deeply into Paul’s asshole. He is on his hands and knees looking back at me. David is drooling as usual. I have been alternating between sucking gently on Paul’s hole and running my tongue up into it for nearly an hour. I know what my fate is, both because it always happens when David makes me do this and because David has already told me it will.

David likes to let me know ahead of time on occasion so I can stew over it for awhile. The sick bastard. I am enjoying the feel of Paul’s soft smooth skin anyway. On the tip of my tongue as well as my fingers which are roaming all around those exquisite cheeks on this beautiful boy. Oh, God, its an incredible feeling. I am in ecstasy.

Evidently David has given Paul the go ahead. I never know what the signal is, because Paul and I never discuss what we do with David. Never. It wouldn’t matter anyway, because David probably is sure we discuss it ravenously each time we are alone and therefore he most likely changes it every time, although I don‘t know for sure. The bastard is still convinced we love this shit. Never mind we sometimes tell him we don’t and sometimes cry a lot and almost always end up heaving up our guts at least once before he takes us home.

Paul has received the signal, I know because I felt his asshole contract and now a turd is sliding into my mouth. The anxiety has been gnawing at me ever since my lips touched Paul’s butt. I am dying inside. I can feel the puke welling up inside. I know I have to allow Paul to finish shitting it in and at least chew it until it gets all mushy, before swallowing it all. Paul and I have learned if we only shit out the one and try diligently to break it off short instead of sending in the whole thing, it makes it a whole lot easier for the one on the receiving end. If Paul isn’t so successful and it won’t break loose, I end up with a mouthful and Paul will have to rub the excess all over my face. I hate David.

As I said, I will have to chew it up until it gets mushy and then swallow it. After that, David says I am free to do whatever I want with it. That dickhead fuck. What does he think I am going to do with it? Anyway, if I don’t do as David wants, I get two things I don’t want. I get beat with David’s belt. Trust me that hurts. I also get an all expenses paid trip to Donkey Land. The room is free and it includes an all you can eat buffet as well as a ride on the Beast.

I start chewing. The smell is awful to say nothing of the taste. I lose it and throw up big time. David sits there enjoying my dilemma until I finish gushing. Then he snatches me violently off the floor by my arm and drags me to a chair next to the kitchen table. David bends me over his legs and hits me with his belt. I can feel the stings halfway up my back. I scream in pain. David smiles in joy and hits me again.

After it is all over, David holds me there feeling the welts on the back of my ass with a feeling of great satisfaction. I am still screaming from the pain. After about ten minutes of massaging my welts, David lays me on the floor and Paul takes his turn. When Paul finishes and manages to get his breath between heaves, David makes us lick the floor some so we can heave some more. I am upset at the way Paul looks on his hands and knees.

His normally creamy smooth cheeks are streaked with wide red welts. I know they have to hurt. David seemed to beat him much harder than he did me. David tends to whip us more and more as time goes on. At least he doesn’t use the buckle.

After I feel deathly ill and I imagine Paul does too, we get a pan of soapy water to clean up the mess. I slurp several mouthfuls and swish it all around in a desperate attempt to dislodge the pieces of Paul’s shit I have wedged in between my teeth. I know we are going to see Mr. Donkey when we come out tomorrow. Damn David. I’d like to shove a hand grenade up that bastard’s ass and make him eat the pin.

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Paul and I are limping down the road on our way to his house. “Hey Kenny. My cousin Veronica is coming down for the summer. I call her Ronni. She’s going to be staying in Sherry’s room. Wait till you meet her. She’s a dream boat. Her skin looks so perfect. Ronni is a living doll. Her legs are tiny, yet they are every bit as pretty as Sherry’s. I wish I could describe her to you. I’ll introduce you when she arrives.”

I wasn’t sure what Paul wanted me to say. I was having a hard time believing anyone could have legs as pretty as Sherry’s. I mean, Sherry is the prettiest girl I had ever seen. I shrugged, “Yeah. Sure. That will be great.” I looked up and down the road. There was no one in sight and no cars coming. I reached into the pant leg of Paul’s shorts grabbing his thing. I tried to give my roughest sounding voice to pretend I was a tough bastard. “Come here little boy. Lets see what you’ve got for me here.” It sounded like a wounded rabbit anyway. Paul and I neither one could get our voices low enough to sound like what we considered even that of a boy.

Paul and I were always playing games with each other about being a guy that was seducing the other of us. He let me drag him into the woods by his penis. I kept pretending I was a mean guy. All the time grilling the little boy I had found on what he knew about sex. Paul playing the game on the opposite end of the scale by pretending he didn’t know shit while I slowly seduced him.

When I had Paul’s shorts around his knees, I dropped all the bull shit and slipped him gently into my mouth. I carefully avoided his cheeks as I knew he wasn’t any more likely to want his touched than I was to have mine. “Oh God I love that peter.” I could suck Paul’s dick all day, but I knew I needed to get down to business as Paul is still somewhat squeamish about doing it out in the open. Especially in the daytime.

He won’t allow me more than about fifteen minutes before he gets so nervous that he pulls his pants back up. I can finish him when we get to his room, but I want some of his delicious nectar now. I turned my attention to his slender shaft. My lips slid up and down. Each time they hit his smooth skin around the base of his joy stick, I ran my tongue all around those sweet nuts he had swinging in his little sack. Suddenly Paul sucked in an exaggerated breath. He immediately filled my mouth with his love serum. I am satisfied for the moment. Paul pulled his shorts up and we went to his house.

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I slept over at Paul’s last night. The episode at Mr. Donkey’s wasn’t nearly what I had expected. It had been much, much worse. I won’t describe that as it is not only another story all to itself, but for the most part, once you’ve heard about it a few times, they are all pretty much the same shit. This time was no exception, only you need to multiply the same old shit by ten. In addition, Mr. Donkey had his twin sister in the stall next to him. Naturally David assumed Paul and I would like to eat a little pussy. The sorry bastard. I may tell about it later, though I can’t promise I will.

Presently, I am enjoying the feel of Paul’s tongue on my peter, having just finished my orgasm. Paul of course is enjoying cleaning up the mess. He looks so cute with my jism all over his face. I can hardly wait to lick it off. I finally pull his head close to me and rub it all gently into his skin. I really wanted to eat it, but you must understand. When Paul rubs his into my face this way, the feeling is awesome. I can feel it in my loins with each stroke of my face. From the way Paul talks about it, he is feeling the same way now. Knowing that is a big turn on.

I have been invited to accompany Paul to the airport while Paul’s Dad brings Ronni home. We have breakfast with Paul’s Mom staring at my legs as usual. Paul and I almost never wear anything to the table that early in the morning other than underpants. I know some time today, Paul’s Mom will get in a position to do something with me. She almost always does when she gets that look. I hope she does today. I need some contact with her.

Sherry is staying at home to help her Mom take care of a few remaining last minute details. If I had known then what I knew later, I would have wanted to watch the two of them in action. Alas, at the time, I didn’t know Sherry was eat up with her Mom.

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Paul and I sat in the back kissing and playing feely feely as his Dad drove. When we arrived at the airport, we found Ronni’s flight was delayed for an hour. The three of us waited in the airport restaurant. We all had a burger, fries, and a coke. Paul and I had “dessert” in the airport restroom. I must say mine was very tasty. Some guy walked in while I was doing Paul in the stall.

From the noises we were making and the four tiny naked legs dangling from the stall wall, I’d imagine he was wondering what the fuck was going on. He apparently didn’t have balls enough to look. He did stand right outside the stall for twenty minutes, but all he did was listen. Pity. He didn’t look all that bad from what I could tell peeking out the crack in the stall.

Arrival time finally came. I was like, “Holy sheep shit Batman, get out of the way because Robin’s ass is mine.” I found myself gawking at the one girl I saw that even got close to being as pretty as Sherry. I know it sounds weird the prettiest girl in the world being my best friend’s sister, but if you had ever seen Sherry, you’d know what I am saying. Anyway, I was awestruck. I am standing there looking. I know people are talking to me, but I haven’t heard a word.

We rode home with Ronni seated between us in the back. I was still eating up her beauty. I wished I was the only one with her. I wanted to ask her if I could fuck her. I figured she probably wouldn’t let me anyway, but I dearly wanted to. I looked all up and down her luscious body.

Ronni had wavy blond hair extending all the way to the top of the crack of her ass. I could tell, because it wasn’t hard to see jutting out at those tight jean shorts she had on. Her legs were awesome. The skin was perfect. Smooth, tanned and very soft looking. What really tore me up was the little glimpse of her red underpants showing from the edges of her shorts. Yeah, they were that short.

Her face was a vision of loveliness. Eyes so blue they almost glowed. Wet juicy ruby red lips. As nearly as I could tell, this vision of true beauty didn’t have a scrap of makeup on. Not a dab. I found out later her Daddy forbade her to have any. It didn’t matter. What the fuck was she going to do with it anyway. Make her self look a tiny bit less pretty?

My eyes slid to her tiny chest. Two beautiful little pears sitting delicately inside of her light blue lace bra. This I knew because her shirt was unbuttoned enough to expose a fair portion of the fabric in the middle of it holding those sweet pears in place. I had the feeling the bra wasn’t needed to do so. Then I noticed the problem.

What a problem it was. I had the same problem with damn near everybody. Almost without exception. My idol was smitten with Paul. She was leaning against him. Devouring him with her eyes. God it hurts. I would walk through a thousand miles of desert and crawl up the back of an elephants ass just to peek out of his trunk at the laundry truck carrying Ronni’s skivvies to the cleaners, and she was obviously head over heels in love with Paul. Paul was eating it up. The lucky bastard.

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I am in Paul’s room, sitting on the edge of the bed. Paul is sucking quietly on my boner. It feels so good, I want to scream, but to do so would have Sherry and Ronni in in a flash. I certainly don’t want her to catch me with Paul’s mouth on my dick. I fantasize about fucking the dog shit out of Ronni as I wad off in Paul’s supple mouth. He slurps it all off the tip and we crawl in for a good night’s sleep. Paul and I turned in early so we would be well rested to show Ronni a good time tomorrow.

I was no sooner comfortable than Paul cuddled up close in my arms. I held him sweetly. His warm body conformed to my own. Fuck. I have to pee so bad I can taste it. I get out of the bed and head for the bathroom. I went in headed for the toilet raising the lid as I arrived. “What the fuck. Don’t you know anything about knocking?” I was so shook up, I peed all over the rim. Ronni had decided to use this quiet time to take a bath.

My idol was naked in the bath tub. I could see those beautiful pears on her bare chest and here I am pissing all over the toilet seat. I must look like a dumb fuck for sure. I couldn’t open my mouth. “Kenny. Earth to Kenny. Hey dude, is anybody home? I’m trying to take a bath here.” It suddenly dawned on me that I either needed to speak and say something intelligent to salvage the day or at least get the fuck out and give the girl her privacy. I am still peeing, but most of it is going on the floor now.

I continue to stare at her tits. “I____ ah_____ didn‘t know you were in here.” I am still gawking at her nudity. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I’ll get out.” Ronni looked at me still standing there. “Hey. Are you expecting me to clean your piss off of the floor?” I had started to leave, but upon hearing that, I turned back around looking at her tits again. Suddenly I realized I had forgotten to put my dick away. To make matters worse, the damn thing had gotten hard.

I thought Ronni was going to laugh at my tiny dick. Instead, she looked into my eyes. “Kenny. I have to tell you something. Sherry and I made love before I came in for my bath. She made me promise to tell you about it the first time we got alone. The deal is if I tell you, Sherry has promised to set me up with you. I told her that what I really want is her brother Paul. To my surprise, Sherry informed me Paul is hers and I can’t have him.”

“I have a serious crush on Paul. Here’s the deal. Sherry has agreed if I continue to do it with her through the entire summer, and I agree to do it all with you, she will share Paul with me. I will be honest and up front. I can tell from the way you fall all over yourself you are eat up with me. That’s cool, but I don’t feel that way about you.” Ronni’s eyes were drifting to my hard little pencil.

“I mean, you are really cute and there will be no problem for me to do it with you, its just I am in love with Paul. Take your underpants off and get in the tub.” I nearly choked on my tongue. My underpants seemingly took themselves off. I sat in the tub at one end with Ronni on the other. I guess I was afraid I would break her.

“Kenny. You know for this to work, you have to touch me. Come over here and hug me.” I slid slowly across the tub taking her into my arms on arrival. Her skin felt even softer than it looked. Our eyes met. They seemed to lock together as the passion welled up inside of me. Our lips met. Oh God. I feel like I am a part of her. My arms wrap around her beautiful body. I want to feel those luscious tits, but I am enjoying that deliciously wet mouth far too much to stop now.

I slid my tongue out slowly, checking to make sure she would accept it. Ronni slurped it quickly into her mouth. I thought she was going to swallow it. The feeling is incredible. We are sucking diligently on one another’s tongues and lips. I suddenly realize my hands have a firm yet gentle grip on her small breasts. I am delicately massaging them. Ronni pulls back from my lips to murmur, “That feels good, but this feels even better.” She reached down kneading my balls. It hurt, but was a good hurt. Not enough to make me bowl over, but just enough for me to know she had me by the balls.

“Now do that to my tits only twice as hard.” I mashed and pulled and twisted on her tits. Ronni was purring like a kitten. I am thinking, “God, this is fun.” I was in dream land. Here I am with my idol. My love goddess. I pull her closer as the fingers of my left hand delve into her pubic regions. Bliss. She is gyrating as if her pussy were hung suspended from a meat hook. I want to eat her, but it will have to wait. I guide her stealthily into my lap as her tiny but shapely legs wrap around my small waist. Her luscious pussy slowly shrouds my eagerly awaiting penis. I bury my lips roughly into her right nipple mashing her erect pear into her chest. Ronni moans in ecstasy.

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I hear the door open. Its Paul’s Mom. She stands there in shock. I want to scramble to pretend what she is seeing is not what is happening. I am not in her bath tub fucking her little sister’s daughter. To make a bad situation worse, Ronni has started her orgasm and is incoherent to the rest of the world. She is bucking and snorting. And moaning and cooing. Her hips are gyrating all around my penis. I can feel her pussy muscles contracting and pulling me deep inside of her. I start coming too. I am breathing very deeply and loud. By the time I am finished, I am so out of breath I can’t talk.

Ronni finally comes back to reality and realizes we have been caught. She turns blood red, trying desperately to cover herself as she rises from my lap heading for a towel. Paul’s Mom finally finds her voice. “Ronni. I am surprised at your behavior. Kenny, I am not so surprised at yours. Dry yourself off and go back to Paul’s room. We’ll have a talk about this in the morning. Ronni, you stay here. We are going to have a talk right now.” I dried myself off and happily trotted off to Paul’s room. It isn’t time for Paul’s Dad to show up yet, but I won’t care when he does. I am in heaven.

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Around ten that morning, Paul’s Mom and I found ourselves alone. “Kenny. Kiss me sweetly like you did Ronni last night. The thought of your little penis buried deeply into her tight little vagina tears up my nerves. Climb on top of me. Fuck my brains out.” I complied as she continued. “I want you to understand that I think your having sex with Ronni is really cute. But my sister will kill you and me both if she finds out, so do me a favor and be a little more discrete about it. Okay?”

I couldn’t believe my good fortune. Paul’s Mom knows Paul and I do everything together. I mean, after all she has seen us in action. She has just given me her blessing to fuck her young little niece. I couldn’t help but wonder if she knew about Sherry and I. Paul’s Mom got her rocks off on me and went about her business after tenderly cleaning me up with her tongue.

I found out later, when Ronni was telling me about her and Sherry doing their thing, as she had promised Sherry, that Paul’s Mom made sweet love with Ronni in the bath tub right after their little talk. I am not sure which story was the most exciting. I came both times anyway. Ronni had been very explicit with the details. I could feel her passion as she talked.

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Paul’s parents were shopping. I was talking with Sherry and alternating swapping spit with her while sucking her tits. Paul had Ronni in his room doing God knows what. From the moans and shrieks, I’d like to be the one doing it.

Sherry looked at me strangely. She only looked this way when she was going to come up with one of her conniving schemes. “Kenny. You know as soon as Paul is old enough, the two of us are going to get our own place and eventually have a couple of darling kids. You know that being his sister, I can’t marry him.”

“Why don’t you see if you can fall in love with Ronni. Then when the time comes, you can marry me and Ronni can marry Paul and we’ll all be together forever. Ronni can have your kids and I can have Paul‘s, or we could have one each. We‘ve got plenty of time to decide.” I just sat there with my mouth hanging open. Oh yeah. I like this.

To be continued……………………………….................................................
27 comments

anonymous readerReport

2013-05-22 04:16:51
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anonymous readerReport

2013-05-22 04:16:51
vc, u r right, partly.that is why i think the only case one sohlud bet is when there are a lot of money in the accumulated bonus pool, i.e >2.5x the total bet amount, in theory, see below for more.but this only applies for the 1st prize, which takes the bonus pool. i.e., if you were so unfortunate as to get the 2nd prize. you are still out of odd.

anonymous readerReport

2012-11-22 12:21:31
hmmm. Comments comments. What could I say?? Well first off, I'd like to say its about time you 2 got tohetger . Haha inside joke for GCF execs. Ummm, way to go sis these are totally stellar outdoor pics lol. Josh, you did a good job bro.. I'm almost feeling like doing a random christina rant haha but I won't. Ya you guys look so so so so so great tohetger. I can't wait to celebrate your union before the Lord on your wedding day.

Kenny1kennyReport

2012-08-08 00:11:50
Oh, just for kicks, to the reader who thinks the note to the reader is stupid. What the fuck is an intellectual pretentious ass hat? By definition I assume you are saying I am a type of protective covering worn on the ass and that I am also highly intelligent, but only think I am. Sounds contradictory to me, or perhaps a poor choice of words.

Kenny1kennyReport

2012-08-08 00:01:55
Part 26 is still painful enough that I couldn't bring myself to put it online yet. If you really feel you would like to read it, PM me and give me an email address. I will send it to individuals.

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