18-year-old Bryce Reed was soundly sleeping. His blanket was bunched up at the end of the bed revealing the young man's tight briefs clinging to his round bubble butt. The senior blonde star of the soccer team was as striking as any movie actor, with solid features and a sculpted, handsome face. His body was his temple. He began working out in the 8th grade. His gay father encouraged him to keep his body in good shape. He fell asleep thinking about his girlfriend.
Around midnight, a ladder was placed beneath Bryce's second-floor bedroom. A tall, broad-shouldered man wearing a black mask began to climb the ladder. His build was solid and muscular, radiating an air of raw masculinity. It was as if testosterone hung in the air like a fog around him as he ascended. The first thing he noticed upon entering the bedroom was the young man, clad only in white briefs. His victim was waiting for him.
The Midnight Raider removed scissors and cut off the young man's briefs exposing his naked body. The first thing the Raider laid eyes on was his victim's young sweet pink virgin hole The Raider couldn't resist slowly licking Bryce's virgin hole digging his tongue in deep. Bryce mumbled in his sleep.
Wetting his fingers, he slid it up the boy's hungry hole. The boy's butt swallowed the Raider's fingers like a suction. This young man needed to be fucked, the Raider realized. Next, he swallowed the young man's cock deep into his mouth and began sucking him like a trained professional. Bryce moaned in his sleep as the Raider started tonguing his piss hole. He swallowed every inch of the boy's thick seven-inch cock. The Raider tasted pre-cum savoring it like vintage wine.
The Raider then pulled out a small bottle of lube, greasing up Bryce's tight virginal hot hole and his own massive dick! The Raider's huge dick slid into Bryce's tight hole; tighter than any other boy he'd forced into sex. This, he thought, this was the hottest hole he'd ever fucked, so tight, yet so open. A paradox of sexual exploration. He'd dreamed about this scene for the last two years. Then the Raider wondered if Byrce's father had already fucked his own son. He was just the sort of person who would do that, The Raider thought to himself.
The young man was moaning softly now. Slowly waking up. The Raider slowed his pace getting closer to shooting a load up the boy's booty. He wanted to absolutely savor the pleasure of the boy butt he'd been obsessed with fucking for two years. Slowly Bryce began waking up to the pounding of a large dick up his boy cooter. The pleasure was making his cock harder and harder. Was it a dream? He felt a big dick sliding in and out of his manly hole. He was lost in lust. Was it Dad? Bryce squirmed a little. The whiff of expensive cologne filled the boy's nostrils. He knew his father never used perfumes. Who was it then? The cock did feel good in his ass. But who in the hell was fucking him?
Suddenly Byrce's bedroom door banged open. His father stood naked in the doorway. Bryce turned to the door. He heard a loud pop as the Raider quickly pulled out of Bryce's butt.
"Mother fucker!" Dad's cock was so hard, as he slammed his cock up the Raider's butt with no mercy or lube and Bryce's dad's dick was nine inches ... no lube. ... NO LUBE!
The Raider howled a painful scream as his rectum came under attack. The Raider tried to escape from the big bad dick, but Bryce's Dad was a strong motherfucker. He pulled the assailant off of Byrce and tossed him naked toward the window frame then fucked the Midnight Raider hard and brutally fucked him for what seemed like hours.
The Midnight Raider dare not speak for fear of one of them recognizing his voice. The naked Raider struggled to get on the ladder and escape causing the ladder to fall backwards.
Bryce stood. He went to the window and saw the Midnight Raider running away from the house. He turned to his dad. "I owe you a blowjob, Dad."
Bryce got down on his knees and pulled his father's cock into his mouth sucking him brilliantly. He could taste the Raider's butt and loved it too. His father stuck a finger up his son's exposed butthole. He'd wish the Raider had cum so he could taste the villain. And then all of a suddenly his father's cum exploded in his mouth. He savored every drop.
In the morning Bryce took a shower and came to the breakfast table dressed for school. His father was in a suit.
"I'll drop you off at school. I'll be gone for three days. "I want ever door and window bolted until my return." Bryce and his father kissed on the lips. "Be safe son!"
After soccer practice he and his team headed for the locker room. Coach Harden walked through the locker room giving players praise or criticism. As he passed Bryce, who was only wearing his jockstrap, he slapped Bryce in the ass really hard. It tingled. His cock stirred. He loved it when coach would slap his ample round butt.
And then he smelled it. He smelled the cologne that the Midnight Raider was wearing last night. The Midnight Raider was his coach, Coach Hardon. The locker room had cleared. Wearing only his jockstrap he walked into the Coach's office.
The Coach just stared at the half-naked student. "What, kiddo?"
"My dad's out of town for a couple of days." In a whisper, he said. "I've always wanted you since freshman year. But what you did last night was wrong. Yet for some fucked up reason, I still want you. I've always wanted you. I want you to fuck me! I want to suck your cock, Coach. I want you up my hole and in my mouth." Then Bryce handed the coach the key to his house. Their fingers touched. Their eyes were on each other.
"How did you know it was me?
"Your cologne." then Bryce whispered, "no more ladders. Bring lube."
