“Mr. Giancolo” – My son’s little faggot hole
It’s late August in 1990, the summer before we’re going to start Grade 11.
On Tuesday nights pretty much all summer, Junior (18) and I have been watching his dad’s porn movies (on his dad’s Beta video player) and I’ve been milking Junior’s cock with my holes. Each time we were done, and Junior filled my ass with huge loads, we would make sure to put his dad’s Beta tape back exactly how we found it.
That meant we would place the tape exactly where it was in the box of Beta video cassettes in relation to all the other tapes, on the top shelf of Junior’s parents’ bedroom closet.
We also made sure we would rewind it to exactly where the movie was set to on the tape when we originally pushed play.
Teenage Blonde leads Football Hunk into her bedroom and closes the door.
Football Hunk has feathered sandy hair parted in the middle. He is in short-shorts and a halter top. His exposed abs covered in light fur.
Teenage Blonde sits on her bed and looks up at him. She has two long blonde pony tails, a halter top and the tiniest pink frilly skirt.
The camera cuts to Football Hunks POV looking down at Teenage Blonde, as she, smiling to the camera, wiggles her finger to motion him to come to her.
Football Hunk walks right up to her, standing between her legs.
Staring up directly into the camera and smiling, Teenage Blonde maneuvers his cock out of his shorts.
“Are you sure no one will come in?” Football Hunk asks, looking back at her bedroom door.
“No one is home,” Teenage Blonde assures him, spitting and tugging on his lengthening tool.
Football Hunk grabs Teenage Blonde’s pony tails with both his hands and holds them like horse reins as her head bobs up and down on his big dick.
Football Hunk reaches down and pulls Teenage Blonde’s little halter top up to expose her little girl titties. He tugs on one nipple, then pulls it back and let’s go.
“Mmm,” Teenage Blonde gurgles, with a mouthful of cock.
Football Hunk reaches down and scooping his hands under Teenage Blonde’s arm pits, lifts her up and gently tosses her back on the bed. She turns around and aims her little ass at him.
Football Hunk pulls down her shorts and the camera cuts to a close up as he begins to tongue Teenage Blonde’s tiny little holes, tracing and tapping them with his finger.
The camera moves back as Football Hunk aims his swollen cock head at Teenage Blonde’s pussy lips and slowly slides inside of her.
We think Mr. Giancolo suspects we are watching his movies and is testing us… Sometimes the tape is set right at the beginning, …or sometimes it’s in the middle of the movie, …or just before or after a specific scene, … …or sometimes it starts just before the end credits roll…
No matter where it is, we make sure to leave it exactly how and where we find it. We don’t want to get in trouble.
Junior is much more concerned about getting caught then I am. I mean, how could his dad punish us for watching his dirty videos, right? But Junior is very close with his dad and doesn’t want to disappoint him.
Junior would often help Mr. Giancolo with chores around the house, fixing the car or doing yard work. Last Spring, Junior helped Mr. Giancolo build their deck in the backyard.
When they were working on the stairs, I watched Junior, with his shirt off and wearing protective goggles, use one of Mr. Giancolo’s fancy saws to cut a piece of wood a certain way. After the saw dust settled, and with is goggles still on, Junior held up the wood piece for inspection.
Mr. Giancolo, also with his shirt off and taking off his goggles squinted and ran a finger along one edge. “That’s it, son,” Mr. Giancolo said, patting Junior on his bare chest.
Junior smiled proudly, standing up a little bit straighter. I couldn’t help but smile too at how cute he was.
Junior idolizes his dad.
I am fond of Mr. Giancolo too. He has a huge dick.
Mr. Giancolo is pure Italian, just like my own dad. Our parents are good friends and in the same social group… they are in mixed bowling leagues together, throw BBQ/pool parties and golf together.
Mr. Giancolo looks like Mario from Nintendo’s Super Mario Brothers, with his long thick black moustache that straddles his mouth and traces all the way down to his chin.
He has dark furry chest hair and a hard round dad-stomach. When we were a bit younger Junior and I used to punch him as hard as we could in his hard distended dad belly and Mr. Giancolo would laugh at us as our little fists bounced off it.
I would hit it as hard as I could muster. He has a stomach of steel.
Mr. Giancolo used to play soccer so he also has huge calf muscles that flexed when he cut the grass, and I enjoy when he works in his garden, especially if he does yard work with his shirt off. Furry hard man stomach and all.
One early spring a few years ago, when Junior and I were 11 or 12 we were in Mr. Giancolo’s shed taking Junior’s BMX bike out for the first time since last fall. We had to take the bike down from its spot, hanging suspended high on hooks over all the shed gear.
Mr. Giancolo was just starting to do yard work so there were tools everywhere and his fridge-sized tool box, which was usually locked, was open and one of the drawers was pulled out.
“Oh! The toolbox is open!” Junior exclaimed. He turned quickly and closed the shed door. He kneeled down and pulled out the bottom tool drawer. “Look at these!”
He lifted the tin compartment holding nails and screws and pulled from hiding underneath 4 or 5 polaroids. I looked over his shoulder as he shuffled through them…
The first picture was of his mom, posing naked on her queen-sized bed. She was a middle-aged Italian mom… a bit pudgy with large tits and wide hips. Her gut fleshy and hanging low.
The next picture was of his mom licking a big fat head of a large cock. The head was as big as an apple. And the shaft was huge. She was holding it with two of her hands and it was long.
The next picture was of them in the mirror. Junior’s dad was pointing the camera right at the mirror and the camera flash covered most of Mr. Giancolo’s face and one shoulder. Junior’s mom was on her knees holding his big fat dick. It was thick and long and looked like it was bigger than her forearm.
“Ohhhh,” Teenage Blonde coos, as Football Hunk pushes his cock deeper inside her.
With his large hands wrapped around her little waist, Football Hunk begins to fuck Teenage Blonde slowly.
Teenage Blonde looks back at him over her left shoulder… “It’s so big,” she whispers.
“This is what you wanted, right?” Football Hunk says, as his thrusts get a bit faster.
Teenage Blonde doesn’t answer.
Grabbing one of her pony tails, Football Hunk yanks Teenage Blonde’s head back making her arch her back more, “What was that?... This is what you wanted, right?” he asks again.
“Yes,” she grunts, taking his aggressive thrusts.
“What was that?” Football Hunk demands.
“YES!... it’s what I wanted,” she answers a bit more loudly.
Football Hunk smacks her ass hard.
“Oh!,” Teenage Blonde starts, “....Uh….Uh….Uhhhh.”
Football Hunk is pounding her harder and Teenage Blonde is squealing.
Football Hunk smacks her ass again, “What did you want?”
“I wanted you to FUCK ME!!!” Teenage Blonde screams.
The cool thing about Mr. Giancolo, wasn’t that he was a dirty fucker with a large collection of porn Beta cassettes, because he certainly was that… but the cool thing was that he always talked to us like guys. Unlike other adults, he would cuss and swear. When he wanted us to eat or drink something he would say things like ‘it will put hair on your chest’ or ‘this will put lead in your pencil.’
One Saturday night, our parents were going to my cousin’s wedding. It was Gino, my third cousin’s wedding – and they cut the invites at second cousins, so us kids weren’t going to this one.
Junior’s sister was out for the night staying at her friend’s house and I was sleeping over at Juniors.
I couldn’t wait! I made sure to wash my hole GOOD because they will be gone until at least midnight so we would be able to fuck a few times, for sure.
After my parents left our house in their full Sunday best, I grabbed my backpack prepared for my overnight and rode my bike through the park to Junior’s house. When I pulled into his driveway, I could see Junior at the side of the house, smoking, probably one of his dad’s cigarettes.
It was dusk. There was a faint orange glow on the top of the row of houses lining the neighbourhood on the horizon. I walked up to join him as he took his last haul and mashed the butt into the cigarette can.
Nodding at me, Junior looks to the back of the house to check, pulls out another cigarette and lights it. After he’s sure it’s going, and holding the smoke between his lips, he uses his free hand to stretch his shorts over to one side and pulls out his dick, “Suck it.”
Lately, Junior had started to want me to suck him in more dangerous places… like where we could get caught.
I would blow him in the shed, in the bathroom stall at the billiard hall where we would often meet our friends from school to play pool, more recently, in the basement of our parents’ friends Tony and Nancy’s house at a pool party…
“Come on, Rickie,” he pleaded, “I got blue balls. And you know you wanna.”
He didn’t have to ask twice.
We snuck around to the “unfinished” side of the basement where the laundry room was and I took my damp towel off from around my waist and folded it on the concrete floor… And moments later I am on my knees sucking on Junior’s balls in my wet swim trunks, in their basement while the backyard was filled with families.
I could hear the younger kids laughing and splashing in the pool as Junior shot his loads down my throat. After the last spasm of nut fired deep, Junior, still holding my head with both hands and with his cock still down my throat, bends over and whispers: “That’s a good Captain.”
Later, I went home with Junior’s family as I was sleeping over that night, eager to pick things up where we left off in the basement and finally get fucked. There was room in Mr. Giancolo’s car as Junior’s sister was also staying over at her friend’s house too and had left from the pool party.
After offering us some cookies she made that morning, Junior’s Mom changes and leaves to go to Junior’s Nonna’s house for a few hours, while Mr. Giancolo settled to watch TV in the basement rec room.
“It’s getting dark. Let’s go fuck behind the shed,” Junior says, looking outside at the street lights starting to come on.
We run outside to just behind the shed. Just as I drop to my knees thunder starts to growl and a flash of lightning lights up the sky. Before Junior can put his dick back in his shorts, it starts to rain. Hard.
By the time we get under the awning covering the back porch, we are laughing and both filthy soaking wet.
In between giggles, Junior opens the side door to the garage and pulls me in. With two hands on my shoulders, Junior motions me back down to my knees and there in the corner of the garage I start to suck on Junior’s balls.
I didn’t try to be quiet, as I slurped and gagged on his hard cock. His dad was in the basement and the garage door was closed. Even though Mrs. Giancolo had pretty much just left, if she did come right back and wanted to put the car in the garage, we would be okay. The automatic garage door opener was very loud and so slow that we could totally fix ourselves long before she would have a view of anything.
Wet from the rain and impatient, Junior reaches over and sticks a finger in my ass.
He takes some of my spit from his sloppy dick and uses it to lube up my hole, spitting a few more times to add to the wetness. We’ve fucked without Vaseline a couple of times now, so he knows how wet my hole has to be so that I can take him.
And with his other hand he is smacking or fist pounding my round ass, harder than we ever tried to punch Mr. Giancolo in his round, hard steel dad-stomach.
Junior holds my head as I gag and spit on his cock, holding it steady at the base with my one hand and pumping up and down his shaft with my other hand.
“Give me your ass,” Junior orders, turning me around.
I brace myself against the two folded tables leaning against the garage wall, bend over and stick my ass in the air, planting my feet.
Junior slaps my ass and rubs it. We both giggle - the clap echoing louder than either of us expected it to.
So naturally he smacks be again, distracting me as he sticks a second finger in my hole. Junior picks up the pace and he is finger fucking me deeper, my hole loosening with every Vulcan finger death jab.
Junior manoeuvres his dick closer to my hole and just as he pulls his fingers out, slides his dick in.
With his dick still insider her, Football Hunk picks up Teenage Blonde off of the bed. He sits down and holder her as she places her feet on either side of him.
Football Hunk lifts her up and down as Teenage Blonde bounces on his dick.
The camera cuts to the kitchen downstairs, Little Sister enters through the kitchen, tossing her school back pack on a chair.
Little Sister has brown hair pulled back into one pony tail and is in her school girl uniform… tiny pleated quilt and white dress shirt that she has rolled up and pulled through the centre to expose her flat stomach and teenage tits.
As she makes her way up the stairs, Little Sister stops as she hears something…
Little Sister tip toes closer to Teenage Blonde’s bedroom door and leans in to listen closer.
From behind her, Football Hunk is tugging on Teenage Blonde’s red hard nips as she jumps up and down on his cock.
“Ohhh, fuck me,” Teenage Blonde squeals.
Cut back to Little Sister slowly turns the door nob and opens the door.
Football Hunk and Teenage Blonde don’t stop, as Little Sister watches.
“What… do…. you… want?” Teenage Blonde asks between thrusts.
With one finger in her mouth and her other hand pinching her nipple through her shirt, Little Sister takes a few steps closer to them.
Junior is fucking me hard. He likes how the noises we are making echo in the garage, and is hitting and punching me more than usual.
As his thrusts get more aggressive, I keep hitting the folded tables which are making loud bangs, as if we are hammering the wall. Instead, Junior pulls me around and bends me over Mr. Giancolo’s car that is parked in the garage.
The sounds of his thrusts are still loud, but not as loud as me banging the leaning tables.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Junior says as he picks up his pace.
“Hmmm,” we hear from behind us.
Junior and I turn to see Mr. Giancolo standing in the open door to the house, watching us.
We both stop. Frozen, with me bent over Mr. Giancolo’s front hood of his car, Junior’s hands around my waste and his dick up my ass.
Junior looks at me and then back at his dad… “What… are you… ?” Junior stammers, not knowing what to say.
“I heard banging,” Mr. Giancolo answers waving away its unimportance. “Don’t stop, boy,” Mr. Giancolo says, getting to what really matters right now, “You’ll get blue balls!”
And without a beat, Junior drops his head down and starts pounding me hard again.
Mr. Giancolo moves closer to us for a better look.
Little Sister unravels her shirt and unbuttons it, exposing her tits.
Close up of Little Sister who starts to pinch her nipples and squeeze her boobs, as she watches them.
Teenage Blonde bounces on Football Hunk as he lifts her up and down on his cock.
“Don’t stop…,” Teenage Blonde begs.
The camera cuts to Football Hunk, as he smiles at Little Sister enjoying the show.
Unfazed by their new audience, Football Hunk stands up and tosses Teenage Blonde on the bed again, this time more forcefully. He grabs her ankles and flips her around so she’s facing him.
Grabbing Teenage Blonde’s ankles, Football Hunk shoves his dick back inside her hands free and starts fucking her hard again.
Football Hunk looks up and makes eye contact with Little Sister, who is tugging at her tit with one hand and, with her little skirt out of the way, rubbing her clit with the other.
Standing over us, watching Junior’s big dick pounding my teenage boy hole, Mr. Giancolo, nods his head in approval and says: “That’s it. Fuck that hole good.”
Junior doesn’t look at him. He keeps his eyes focused on his dick smashing my hole.
Junior wants to cum so bad. I can tell.
Mr. Giancolo interrupted us just as Junio was close to cumming, calming the wave. But now with Mr. Giancolo’s approval, Junior is pounding away, trying to ignore that his dad was watching us.
Still wet from the rain and now sweating and splayed on the front hood of the car, I’m chest down with my ass in the air bracing myself against each thrust. Like a good little dancer, I arch my back even more and look up at Mr. Giancolo.
With his hands on his hips, Mr. Giancolo watches his son’s cock thrust in and out of my round ass and proudly says: “Now that’s how you fuck a hole.”
Fueled by his dad’s encouragement, Junior grunts and smacks my ass in between thrusts.
Mr. Giancolo watches Junior pound my ass. He tilts his head and crosses his arms. “That’s a pretty fag hole,” he says to Junior.
Junior, without missing a beat, looks up at his dad and says between pushes: “And he fucking loves it… He’ll milk my nut… over and over again… and then… suck my cock clean.”
Mr. Giancolo is enjoying watching us. We are his live action porn.
And I’m the Captain.
Like a true dancer, I pose for him, pushing my right shoulder back so he can see my left profile. My round ass is hard from being bent over with an arched back and my ass cheeks are red from Junior’s consistent punching and slapping.
It’s not until he notices me staring at Mr. Giancolo, that Junior also realizes… we’re performing.
When I sense that Junior sees it too, I turn and look at Junior straight in the eyes and smile. Junior gives me his mischievous smirk.
Following my lead Junior motions the bottom half of my body to follow as he slips his dick out of me, and turns me to face him.
Staring into my eyes, Junior says: “You want to wet my cock more, right?”
Oh, I fucking do.
Without a word I drop down to my knees and start sucking on his balls, my round ass in the air behind me. I’m uninhibited - slurping, spitting and tugging on Junior’s sloppy cock with both my hands.
With his hands on his hips, Mr. Giancolo watches Junior enjoy me worship his cock with the same pride as he did when Junior cut that two by four with his saw.
Looking right at Mr. Giancolo, I jiggle my jaw to the base of Junior’s dick. After a few gags I have to arch in a way that I lose keep eye contact with him, but I am able to swallow all of Junior’s cock down my throat.
I’m slurping loudly and eventually spit a huge gob onto Junior’s cock. A stream of thick saliva connected to my bottom lip breaks. I spit more on to his dick and continue pulling on it with both hands to spread the wetness.
Looking up, my eyes move from Junior who is watching me with his hands on his hips to Mr. Giancolo, just to Junior’s right, who is watching me with his arms crossed over his chest, smiling.
I turn around and stick my ass out. Junior guides his sloppy cock to my hole. I lift my left leg high in developé so I’m in the splits standing on my right leg (my toes are obviously pointed).
Junior likes it when I do the splits or use my limberness to spread my legs far when he’s fucking me… He would grab my ankles and tangle my legs in to pretzels – often having my own feet in my face or behind my head.
But now I don’t just have Junior to impress, we have a live audience.
Football Hunk stares at Little Sister, as she rubs her clit and he pounds Teenage Blonde.
Teenage Blonde’s toes are jiggling from how hard Football Hunk is pounding her. She reaches up and traces her hands along Football Hunk’s body from his square chest down and across his hard abs.
“Fuck my ass,” Teenage Blonde begs.
And with that, Teenage Blonde rolls on to her knees and aims her ass at him.
Teenage Blonde watches Little Sister stare at Football Hunk as he presses his dick against her little ass lips and mindfully slides it in.
“Ohhh,” Teenage Blonde moans, as she acclimates to him filling her ass.
After Teenage Blonde accepts a few soft pushes, Football Hunk begins to start to push increasingly faster and harder.
The scene cuts back and forth from Little Sister, who can’t take her eyes off of the pair, and a close up of Football Hunk’s dick sliding in and out of her sister’s little pink hole.
I grab my ask cheeks not only to spread my hole but to keep my balance. “Fuck my ass,” I say.
Once Junior feels my little pink hole he shoves his cock inside me balls deep again. After two or three exploratory test thrusts, he finds his angle and starts pounding me hard. And fast.
And smacking my ass.
We’re both breathing hard. And we’re both wet, from the rain and from the fact that Junior and I are starting to sweat from our athletic performance.
I mean, I’m bent over on one leg, sticking my ass high with my other leg extended to the ceiling… and bracing myself as I’m getting my ass fucked. I’m expending as much effort to balance myself as I do in ballet class.
Finding it hard to hold my waist and pound me, Junior shakes one hand, flinging a light spray of sweat. He grabs my shoulders at the bottom of my neck, his long fingers squeezing my throat.
With my leg back on the floor, I put both hands behind my head and push into him every time he thrusts.
My ass is wide open. His cock isn’t struggling like he’s putting on a tight turtleneck anymore. Junior has loosened me up so much that he can fuck me as hard as he wants. And he is pounding me hard, Junior’s long cock disappearing up my hole.
Football Hunk has one knee up on the bed, one arm on his knee and the other around Teenage Blonde’s waist as he fucks her ass.
With every poke from Football Hunk, Teenage Blonde moans in pleasure.
The scene cuts to Little Sister aggressively rubbing her clit, as she watches.
Seeing Little Sister getting faster and faster, Football Hunk plants his foot back on the floor and grabs Teenage Blonde’s waist with both hands.
Football Hunk starts to pound Teenage Blonde so hard and so fast, that Teenage Blonde starts to scream.
Close up of Teenage Blonde. “Ahhhhh!... Uhhhhh!... Aiiiiii!” Teenage Blonde screeches, as she tries to receive Football Hunk’s jabs.
Watching from the corner, Little Sister moans, as she brings herself to orgasm… “Ohhhhh!”.
“I’m gonna cum!” Football Hunk warns.
“Cum for me!... Cum for me!” Teenage Blonde yells.
Football Hunk quickly pulls out of Teenage Blonde’s ass and after a few hard pumps shoots his first load on her stretched ass lips, pooling a little white circle.
“Ugh!” Football Hunk’s second load covers most of Teenage Blonde’s crack, open hole and pussy lips.
“Ugh!” Football Hunk’s next load spreads across Teenage Blonde’s ass cheek and the nook of her arched spine.
“Uggghhhh!” Football Hunk’s final loads spray across her back and ass.
Bent over with my hands on my head, I’m concentrating on bracing myself against Junior smashing his throbbing cock into my ass, so I can’t tell if Mr. Giancolo is still smiling…
It gets too much for Junior and finally says: “I’m gonna cum…”
Junior pulls his dick out and jerks it hard two or three times before he shoots a huge performative load that fills my ass crack with his milky white jizz.
The bottom of another shot splashes against the top my ass crack and lands up my arched back almost to my shoulder, already sliding down toward the nape of my spine.
Before Junior has time to shoot his third nut, Mr. Giancolo quickly grabs Junior’s exploding cock and pulls him closer to my ass. With one of his hands on my ass and the other one wrapped around the base of Junior’s cock, Mr. Giancolo sticks Junior’s dick back in my hole.
Still gripping the base of Junior’s cock, Mr. Giancolo holds him steady as Junior shoots 3 or 4 more loads deep inside of me.
“Whether it’s a fag hole, or the real thing… never waste your load,” Mr. Giancolo schools him. “If the slut is letting you fuck them, it means they want your baby… so fill that hungry hole.”
“Rrrrrrrh,” Junior snarls with each shot he’s spurting into my hole. It’s like Mr. Giancolo is pumping gas, filling my tank with his son’s loads.
“You’re a fucking man,” Mr Giancolo continues, “And you are made to fill a pussy.”
After a moment, Mr. Giancolo motions Junior to move back, his dick sliding out of me.
“Look!” Mr. Giancolo says, waving his hand at Junior’s cum pooling in my crack and splashed up my back. “Look at all the cum you wasted,” he exclaims.
Mr. Giancolo lets go of Junior’s dick and with his finger traces from the puddle gathered at the small of my back to the top of my crack, and then in-between my cheeks to my hole, scooping up as much of Junior’s cum as he can with his two fingers.
Mr. Giancolo can’t get it all and it spills over and mostly disappears when, using Junior’s slimy jizz, Mr. Giancolo shoves one of his fat man-fingers into my sloppy hole.
After a quick little wiggle, Mr. Giancolo slips a second finger in, and holding them straight together starts slowly finger fucking me, moving his long fat fingers in and out, enjoying how wet and loose I am.
“Ugh,” I moan, as I arch my back an inch more, pressing into his sliding fingers. My own cock rock hard and dripping underneath me.
“You like this, Rickie?” Mr. Giancolo asks me.
“Yes, Sir.”
Mr. Giancolo looks over at Junior with his cock in his hands, then at me, his fingers digging deeper and deeper into my hole.
“So… you’re my son’s little faggot hole, eh?” Mr. Giancolo asks further.
“No, Sir… I’m his Captain Faggot Hole,” I joke, referencing my favourite of Mr. Giancolo’s porn videos.
Mr. Giancolo chuckles, knowing exactly what I mean.
With his left hand cupping my ass and spreading my cheeks, Mr. Giancolo starts to finger fuck me a bit harder with his two fingers from his right hand. With his free hand Mr. Giancolo begins rubbing and shaking my hard, round ass, still red from all of Junior’s spanking.
Finally, he takes his fingers out, shakes out the dripping cum onto my crack and reaches for Junior’s cock again. Holding it by the base Mr. Giancolo rubs Junior’s cock head up and down my cum-filled crack, scooping more of Junior’s load and uses Junior’s dick head to shove more of his nut into my hole.
“Not a drop should go to waste,” he instructs.
Mr. Giancolo lets go and Junior takes over grabbing his dick and scooping and thrusting his dick into me.
“That’s it, son,” Mr. Giancolo proudly says. I can’t see it, but I feel Junior stand up just a little bit taller with pride.
With a pat on Junior’s chest, Mr. Giancolo turns to leave. “I guess you guys don’t need to watch one of my videos tonight…. Now get cleaned up and go to bed. We don’t need your mother coming home to find you guys like this.” And disappears into the house.
After a few more thrusts, Junior pulls his dick out and catches his breath. I slowly stand up tall and turn around to face him. Because I’ve been bent over and fucked hard for so long, my legs are a bit wobbly and I grab Junior’s arm to catch and steady myself.
“Fuck,” I finally say, composing myself.
“Well?” Junior says, “… are you going to suck it clean?”
And he doesn’t have to ask twice as I drop to my knees and enthusiastically suck and lick the rest of his cummy cock clean.
Putting his hands back on his hips Junior says, “Now that’s a good Captain Faggot.”
***
Mr. Giancolo didn’t act any differently with me after that. I was still his son’s best friend. And I still slept in Junior’s bed when I slept over.
“Your dad didn’t say anything more to you?” I asked Junior shortly after our little show.
“He told me to keep filling your faggot hole as long as possible,” Junior explained. “That way I won’t get any teen bitch pregnant.”
Later that summer almost just before we were going to start high school, Junior and I planned to hang out on a Saturday night that our parents were going to a party at their friends’ Tony and Nancy’s house.
Filled with excitement, I rode my 10-speed bike fast to his house (we long out grew our BMX bikes), swerving up his driveway and jumping off leaving my bike on the front law. Because I could see that one of their cars was gone, I figured that Junior must be alone. I pick my bike up and walk it into the open garage, leaning it against the wall.
I walk right in through the garage door without knocking.
“Junior?” I say loudly, kicking off my sneakers. I can hear the TV as I skip down the stairs to the basement rec room, expecting to find him watching a porn and ready for me.
“Did your parents bring a whole cooler of food too to the party?” I ask skipping into the basement.
Instead of finding Junior, I find Mr. Giancolo sitting at the end of the couch sipping a beer and watching golf.
He looks up at me. “Junior had to go with his mother to his aunt’s house. He won’t be back until later tonight.”
“Ah… ok.” I say, confused because I thought the Giancolos were going to Tony’s house with my parents.
Reading my face Mr. Giancolo explains, “We aren’t going to be able to go the party today… So, I’m having my own party.” He takes a sip of his beer.
I laugh and look at the golf game. “When are you expecting them back?” I ask.
“They are going to be awhile. His aunt lives in Toronto.”
“Oh,” I said disappointed. I had dug deep and fingered and washed my hole expecting to get fucked hard tonight and now I’m not.
“I guess you guys were going to… watch a movie?” Mr. Giancolo carefully asks.
I nod, feeling the excitement build up over me again, and remembering his fat fingers fucking my hole with Junior’s jizz.
Lifting his beer to his lips and turning to face the TV Mr. Giancolo says: “Go get one.”
I turn and quickly bound up the stairs to Junior’s parents’ bedroom. I open his dad’s closet and pull down the box of videos. I grab The Captain and quickly walk back to the basement.
Mr. Giancolo sits up a little bit and puts one of his feet on the floor as I turn the power on the Beta machine. He flips it to channel 3 as I push the tape in.
I keep my eyes on the TV as I move backwards eventually sitting on the coffee table, my back to Mr. Giancolo.
When the movie eventually flicks on, it was near the end of the final scene in The Captain. Mr. Giancolo starts to fast forward. I look at him inquisitively.
“There’s more after,” he explains.
My eyes open wide, and my mouth drops open. “I don’t think we’ve watched anything passed The Captain,” I shared.
After the credits quickly scroll by there is a flash of snow and a clear image pops up… a brightly lit kitchen.
Sitting at the kitchen table was a pretty Blonde teenage girl in a cheerleader uniform with big blue eyes and a ponytail. Her pom poms are on the table.
Cheerleader is doing homework with a young man who was supposed to be in high school but looks more like he’s in his early 20’s. He is tall and has a baseball cap on.
They are talking about an algebra equation.
Dad enters and after taking a beer from the fridge, says “hi” to his son and leaves.
Cheerleader can’t find the value of “x.” Pout.
Son slides his chair right next to Cheerleader.
Cut to under the kitchen table. As she fake walks him through her math steps, Son pulls her summer shorts aside and starts fingering her tiny hairless pussy.
Dad comes back for another beer.
Cut to Son adding a finger.
As they are talking to Dad, Cheerleader unzips Son’s jeans under the table and pulls out his hard cock.
“We are just working on this math problem,” Son tells Dad.
“It’s a BIG one,” Cheerleader says to Dad, jerking Son’s dick under the kitchen table.
Standing by the table now, Dad leans back to sneak a look at what Cheerleader is doing.
“You want another big one?” Dad says, pulling out his fat dad cock.
“Oh!” Cheerleader says, as she starts to jerk Dad’s cock that is right in her face with her other hand.
I turn to look back at Mr. Giancolo. He takes another sip of his beer. His other arm is behind his head, as he leans back. Mr. Giancolo puts his leg farthest from me on the coffee table, leaving his other foot on the ground.
As I turn back to the TV, I catch a glimpse of the bulge in his jogging pants.
“Oh!” I say, “Now THAT’s a big one.”
Without thinking, I reach over and feel how hard it is through his jogging pants. With both hands I push and pull on it as it gets harder and bigger.
I stop and outline his full fat cock, tucking parts of his jogging pants under it.
With one hand around his shaft just under Mr. Giancolo’s cock head and the other hand around near the bottom I squeeze and jerk him hard through the joggers.
Mr. Giancolo smiles, touched by my enthusiasm.
It’s just like the polaroid… it’s as big and fat as my forearm.
Son is standing up on the other side now and with one dick in each of her hands at eye level, Cheerleader is taking turns sucking on Son and Dad’s dicks.
The camera switches to a close up of Cheerleader. “Do I get Daddy’s dick too?” Cheerleader asks.
“You sure do, sweetheart,” Dad responds.
Son is holding her by the ponytail and pushing her face into Dad’s cock.
Cheerleader moans and gags as Son uses her face to fuck Dad’s cock.
Cut to: Cheerleader, spits on Dad’s cock.
Looking up at Dad and rubbing it all in Cheerleader says: “It’s so big, Mr. Snyder.”
I chuckle from the dialogue and realize I’ve been tugging and rubbing Mr. Giancolo’s big dick bulge for a bit now.
Stopping, but still with my hands around him I look over at him.
“Do I get it too?” I ask. “I’ll be your teenage fag hole.”
“You want it, eh?” Mr. Giancolo says.
I nod, my eyes open with excitement.
Mr. Giancolo lifts his pelvis up and slides his jogging pants down, pulling his leg out and placing it back on the coffee table. His jogging pants bunch around his other foot on the floor.
My mouth is open and I’m in shock as Mr. Giancolo’s cock-arm slaps hard against his stomach. I am frozen, just staring at it.
“Show me what you’ve got, faggot.”
Mr. Giancolo doesn’t have to say anything more.
I slide closer on to my knees and holding his arm-cock at the base smack its meaty weight against his pelvis a few times. Thump. Thump. Thump.
I gather Mr. Giancolo’s hairy man balls and gripping his nut sack, I pull his scrotum tight. His balls are at least the size of golf balls. My nose is buried in his dark curly haired crotch crevice as I lick, suck and pull on his balls.
“Ahhhh,” he moans throwing his head back.
Junior likes his balls sucked too.
With two hands I am jerking and stroking his thick shaft now. It’s an arm. A third arm.
I try to lick and suck it, but I feel like I can just get my mouth open enough to fit Mr. Giancolo’s apple-sized head into my mouth and that’s it. After I tease it and get it wet, I drop my jaw and fit Mr. Giancolo’s head down my throat.
As I’m sticking my tongue out and pressing my jaw down as far as I can, I try for a few more inches. I feel like a snake trying to swallow a full rat, just like that nature science movie about snakes we saw once in our Environmental Studies class.
I’m gagging and rubbing my saliva around his purple cock head in between dives. I realize I’m not looking at him, but instead just watching his big arm cock stretch my throat.
So, I finally look up at him and our eyes meet as Mr. Giancolo takes a sip of his beer. Laying back with one arm behind his head, Mr. Giancolo is just watching and enjoying me struggle to throat fuck his monster cock, often looking up to watch the video.
With my neck bent all the way and my mouth stretched I am able to get a few more inches down his shaft, gurgling and spitting out the sides of my mouth.
I’m breathing hard, sometimes through my nose. I don’t think I am going to get it in any further, so I fuck the first 3 to 4 inches of Mr. Giancolo’s massive cock with the hunger and enthusiasm of the Captain. The whole time spreading my hork down his thick unswallowed shaft and jerking him with two hands.
Spitting on it again and looking up at him, rubbing it everywhere I say: “It’s so big, Mr. Giancolo.”
Dad motions Cheerleader to get up.
“Why don’t you suck on Junior’s cock a little more while you show me your little girl holes.”
The camera pulls back. Dad swipes all the books to the floor and with an innocent look over her shoulder, Cheerleader gets on the table on her hands and knees, ass up.
Cut to: Dad lifts her little ruffled cheerleader skirt and with his hands on each of her cheeks traces her little pussy lips and pink butt hole.
Cheerleader looks back over her shoulder at Dad and moans.
“Those are pretty little pink holes.”
Cheerleader, down on her elbows, takes Son’s cock into her mouth and is sucking on it while Dad, with one big lick covers both her little holes.
With his thumb pressing on her clit, Dad is spitting on and tonguing Cheerleaders pink asshole.
“Show me your little fag hole,” Mr. Giancolo says.
Mr. Giancolo leans forward and reaches for my hips. He takes the top of my shorts and pulls them down, with me standing up he pushes them to the floor. I step out of them and kneel on the coffee table with my ass in the air, I’m stretched long, my hands on the floor.
Mr. Giancolo grabs my waist, his thumb in my pelvis and his fingers wrapping around my hips, and lifts me off the table. He leans back into the couch as my hands find the sofa arm and his left upper thigh.
We settle with my ass in his face and my face just above his dick.
Mr. Giancolo takes a big lick of my hole, and it is the most glorious rush I have experienced yet.
Mr. Giancolo continues to spit and lick my ass and I am moaning loudly, getting my hole eaten for the first time.
After a few nosedives, and with his nose in crack, Mr. Giancolo says: “Keep sucking, faggot.”
Composing myself, I reach down and slip Mr. Giancolo’s apple-head into my mouth. I’m in a plank, holding myself with one hand and jerking him with the other, and starting to sweat from the effort.
Mr. Giancolo is tonguing, licking, slapping and fingering my hole… at times all at once.
I downward dog him, dropping my chest so I can rest my weight on his pelvis and move my throat up and down on his cock, tying to keep my ass still so he can keep tonguing me.
Mr. Giancolo is spanking my hard flexed ass cheeks and in between his spitting and licking, is tapping my asshole with two of his fat man fingers. He slips his thumb into my tight, but swelling, asshole lips.
“That’s a tight little fag pussy,” Mr. Giancolo says, as he starts to thumb-fuck me.
Cheerleader is getting fucked by Son’s sizeable teenage cock, her knees spread so far on the table she is almost lying flat.
Dad is on the other side of the table with his back foot on a chair, knee-up, holding Cheerleader by the ponytail while she sucks his cock.
The camera cuts back and forth between Son’s cock spreading her pussy lips and Dad’s cock fucking her throat.
“That’s it, son,” Dad says, “Fuck that tiny little pussy.”
Son is smacking Cheerleader on the ass as he drills her pussy, balls deep.
I couldn’t get over how Son’s fat cock fit all the way into that little girl’s tiny little hole. She was so small it looked like she was getting impaled by a fire hydrant. I guess that makes sense. Babies are birthed through a pussy … so it tracks that it would be able to stretch to receive a small arm.
Could my faggot pussy do that?
I leap off of him and realizing I just abruptly pulled away from Mr. Giancolo I say, over my shoulder as I ran towards the basement bathroom, “Hold on one second. I’ll get the Vaseline.”
After snatching the tube, I return instantly to find Mr. Giancolo watching the porn and jerking his fat dick. I pop the lid off and with two fingers scoop a huge gob. I plop it on the top of his apple-knob and start rubbing it in, gripping hard with two hands and sliding it all up and down his shaft.
Freeing one hand and turning my hole in Mr. Giancolo’s direction so he could see, I rub my slimy fingers around my crack and asshole. I slip one finger… then another… and start finger fucking myself.
I take another clump and drop it in the middle of my puckering hole, still wet with Mr. Giancolo’s saliva. Rubbing it all around I slip my fingers in knuckles deep, duck-fucking myself.
I’m as loose and open as I’ve ever been.
I hop over him and bend over at my waste (in a flat back) and grab his cock at the bottom, holding his hard arm-cock straight up in the air. I grand plié onto the top of his hard cock. I hold his dick at its base and lower myself pressing Mr. Giancolo’s huge cock head against my hole. Even as stretched as I am, I start as it pops in. It feels like I’ve stuck an apple in my ass.
After a few deep breaths, I attempt to insert more of his shaft into my lubed hole as far as it would go.
As I’m in a deep squat, Mr. Giancolo’s tennis ball sized head and a few inches were now inside my hole. I was getting impaled by a fire hydrant.
I start to slowly move up and down on him. “Ugh….” I groan.
It feels like he has me stretched so far that he is fisting me with his arm-cock.
I arch my back with one hand on the sofa’s arm, trying to lower myself all the way, but my ass cheeks never hit his stomach. As hard as I try, I just can’t get all the way down.
With his hands around my waist, Mr. Giancolo matches my motion and slightly pushes into me every time I lower my hole down on him.
“Yes, faggot... take that man cock in your little fag hole.”
Son plops down on the sofa and Dad, lifting tiny Cheerleader who is sitting on his forearms, his hands in under her knees, lowers her down on to Son’s dick.
Dad spreads her little cheeks and spits and fingers her pink asshole, as Son’s cock fucks her stretched pussy lips.
“You want daddy’s man cock, you little slut?”
With one finger on her lip and bouncing on Son’s cock, Cheerleader looks up at Dad and moans: “Yes, Daddy.”
Dad manoeuvres himself behind her and works his cock into her tiny pink hole.
The camera pulls back to show all three of them… tiny Cheerleader squealing as she is bouncing on two impressive cocks.
I’m taking as much of Mr. Giancolo’s cock as I can, moving a little faster up and down on him.
Mr. Giancolo leans forward and scoops his hands underneath the back of my quads, grabbing me behind the knees, and leans back lifting my feet off the couch.
I roll back into his chest and with one hand on the sofa’s arm and the other around the back of his neck and my feet in the air, he’s pumping his cock into my hole – my full weight bearing down on his dick with each thrust.
With my ass now finally slapping against his pelvis, it feels like Mr. Giancolo’s cock is filling every inch of me, pushing all of my insides out of the way. Lying back on him with my knees almost to my ears, it feels like his cock is punching my lungs.
Mr. Giancolo is simultaneously lifting me up and down while pumping his dick into me hard, and my entire body is convulsing with each thrust.
“Fuck!” “Jesus!” “Fuck!” I scream with each thrust, holding on for dear life.
With his nose pressed to my ear, Mr. Giancolo grunts behind me: “That’s… a… hungry… little… faggot…… hole.”
With his dick still inside me, Mr. Giancolo stands up, turns around and lowers me to my knees on the couch, my armpits resting on the sofa’s back. And without missing a beat, continues to pound me.
Leaning back, Mr. Giancolo spreads my ass cheeks to get a good view of his fire hydrant cock thrusting in and out of my stretched hole.
“Yeah….” Mr. Giancolo mutters, slapping my hard round butt cheeks. “That is a hungry little fag hole…” he says, rubbing his red hand prints he’s making on my ass.
With his hands around my waist, Mr. Giancolo is pounding me harder and harder.
Dad is lifting Cheerleader up and down, as she bounces on their cocks.
Son is pinching Cheerleader’s right nipple, her teenage titties so small and pointy.
“You a little cock slut?” Dad asks. “You like those cocks, little slut?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Are you a cum slut, too?” Dad asks.
“Oh yes, Sir.”
Dad can’t take it anymore and pulling his cock out of her ass shoots his load all in her gaping asshole and on Son’s cock that is still pumping her little pussy.
Cheerleader stops bouncing and lets Dad finish on her.
After a few shakes of his cock, Dad scoops his loads with the head of his cock back into her asshole.
Son, still thrusting in and out of her screams: “I’m gonna cum!”
Cheerleader is on her back now, Dad spreading her pussy lips as Son jerks his big dick.
Close up: With his cock head just above Cheerleader’s swollen lips, Son unloads streams of white creamy loads on her fucked little pussy.
After he fills her now dripping hole, Son shoves his dick back in for a few more thrusts.
When Son pulls out, Dad buries his fingers in her wet pussy and asshole, scooping all the excess jizz into her pussy and ass and finger fucking it all in deeper.
With his hands on the sofa on either side of me Mr. Giancolo looms over me. He is still holding back, but his thrusts were getting harder and harder.
I push into him and stick my ass as high as I can as I brace myself against the sofa, flexing every dancer muscle I have.
“Fill my faggot hole with your load, Sir,” I beg. If only to end the onslaught of the full body spasms I was enduring from each thrust.
“You… want me… to fill… that… hole…”
“Yes… Sir…” I manage to reply.
Mr. Giancolo stands up and grabs me around the waist, “Arrrgghhh!” he yells, throwing his head back.
His thrusts slow down into hard… intentional… deep… arm-cock punches.
With each blow, he holds me still for half a second before he thrusts into me again. Sending a shockwave through my entire body each time.
It wasn’t until the last 3 or 4 thrusts that I feel his arm-cock tense and throb inside me as he continues to shoot the last of his loads.
Catching his breath, Mr. Giancolo bends over and lays his forehead on the back of my head. “I’m still cumming,” he mutters. His cock spasming inside me a few more times before Mr. Giancolo lets out a big sigh and stops moving.
Cheerleader, on her back now and covered in cum, has Son and Dad’s cocks in each hand as she sucks and licks every drop.
Dad is fingering her pussy with two long fingers. When he pulls them out, he shoves his cummy fingers in her mouth in between fingering her for cleaning.
“Clean up all that cum, baby girl.”
Cheerleader hungrily swallows, licks and sucks Dad’s fingers clean, before returning to sucking the swollen flaccid spent cocks.
Still catching his breath, Mr. Giancolo flops back down on the sofa beside me, where I was still on my knees, recuperating.
After a second, I slide to face him and bend over, taking his slimy cock into my mouth. Mr. Giancolo didn’t shiver, like Junior usually does. I guess his apple-sized cock head isn’t as sensitive.
I lick and suck on it, taking in his jizz and sweat. It all tasting like man.
Mr. Giancolo reaches his left hand around me and after finding and tapping my gapping wet hole, slides a few fingers inside, enjoying his man juice in my stretched hole.
He pulls his fingers out and places his three gooey fingers straight up next to his dick where my face was licking, causing me to look up at him.
“That’s it,” he said, “Clean up all that cum.”
Without breaking eye contact with him, I first lightly lick his fingers before I start to deep throat them, wrapping my lips tight and sucking one fat man finger at a time clean.
First I lick all three fingers… Then separating each finger with my hands, licking and swallowing each one at a time. When I was done, I move back to lick-washing Mr. Giancolo’s deflated but swollen man cock.
As I moan and slurp, Mr. Giancolo sticks his fingers in my hole again.
“You are a cum hungry little faggot hole.”
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