The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 2

The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 2
By Lee Davey
leedavey_1@lycos.com

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Chapter 2 - A boy's night in.

"I'll be fine dear. Just go and enjoy the film, you'll be late" Michael kissed his wife and the daughters goodbye as he watched hem leave.

Good grief, even when they don't have to worry about make up, or clothes for that matter, you still wouldn't believe it could take teen girls so long to get ready to go out.

Rolling his eyes he closed the door and walked into the front room. The TV was on showing the football game that had persuaded him to treat his daughters to a trip to the cinema this night. Upon the settee facing the television sat a cross legged Neil. A bowl of popcorn in one hand and a large fizzy drink in the other.

"Budge up sport" he commanded as he sat heavily down next to his son.

Neil smiled and moved along carefully picking up some loose popcorn from between his naked thighs.

Relaxing Michael opened a tin of beer and poured it into a glass, carefully positioned on a coaster, Michael having been well trained by his wife, knowing the consequences of leaving a ring mark.

God this game is dull. Lets have another beer. Just my luck finally have a boys night in and this is the load of tripe I sit through.

Normally a fanatic sports fan even he grew bored, looking to one side he looked at Neil who appeared enthralled by the match. Perhaps this is a rare chance for him to relax away from the busy hands of his mother and sisters Michael conceded, if he could find such a turgid match interesting.

"Neil son, come here" Michael pulled his son over and hung an arm around the boy.

For a few moments they simply carried on watching the match in companionable silence until, somewhat to Michael's relief, and Neil's disappointment the match went into half time.

"Here Neil go fetch me another drink please".

Michael watched as Neil jumped up and went to the kitchen. Silently admiring the cute hairless bubble butt the boy had, almost hypnotised as it bunched and relaxed with the boys gait.

Michael felt his cock shift and harden as Neil returned, a can of beer in one hand, that was not what Michael was looking at. Neil's small penis poking out from the slight chubbiness of the pubic mound it sprouted from. His small testicles not yet fully distended were held tightly into the boys body.

With a shy smile Michael handed the can to his new father and sat down next to him.

Opening the can Michael looked at Neil.

"Well Neil, settling in well?"

"Yes dad".

"And your mother?"

"She's great Dad" another shy smile crossed the 10 year old's face.

"And your sisters?"

"There OK I guess".

Michael could not help himself and laughed at the boys less enthusiastic reply this time.

"Don't worry son, I know what you mean" Michael leant in and whispered confidentially in his sons ear, "All those girls, my life was hell until you cam along to even the numbers up somewhat".

Neil broke into a broad smile at this causing an ache to break into Michaels heart, an ache to rival the one building in his groin.

Michael shifted uncomfortably as his penis filled. He and his wife had not been /intimate' for some weeks. His wife constantly complained about being tired, having headaches, or simply to busy with the children, particularly now that she had to spend so much time training Neil up.

A thought crossed his slightly alcohol muddled head. He knew he was attracted to his son. He was not gay, he loved his wife, and his three daughters were proof otherwise. However the innocence and charms of the boy were unmistakable. And did not the Regime say that an adult does not have sex with a child, they train them, and that was a good moral and socially responsible act wasn't it.

"Here Neil come sit here on my lap boy, and we can watch the rest of the match together."

Michael helped Neil up and positioned the boy so his bare buttocks pressed against his groin his two legs outside Michaels.

"Michael ever had beer before?"

"No dad. The Orphanage would never provide it, and I never had pocket money, so even if I could find a shop to sell it to me I couldn't".

"Well since we're alone have a sip of mine" Michael proffered the can to the boy who took a sip before wrinkling his nose in disgust at the taste.

"Just Remember this is our little secret. If your mother ever found out both our lives would be hell".

Neil giggled and promised.

Taking the can from the boy and setting it down. Michael gently placed his hands on his sons bony hips.

"And how is your Regime training going. Still using the doll or have you progressed to your sisters yet?"

Neil blushed but replied keeping his face away from his father and fixed on the TV.

"Well I still only have sex with the doll. Mum says I'm still to awkward for a real girl" a prickle of pride now crept into his voice "But Mum has let me practice oral sex on Katie several times and herself once.

She says that it is more important for a boy to know hoe to give pleasure this way, than simply to stick his think in, and that she should know" Neil's tone indicated that he did not fully understand this point.

"Did she" was all Michael said understanding his wife's comment all to well; he silently added under his breath, cheeky bitch complaining about me not going down on her, maybe she should reciprocate once in a while.

"What about your anal training?"

"Anal training? Oh you mean those prongs in my chair" a grimace crossed Neil's face. Those butt plugs being the bane of his education.

"OK I guess, but it hurts so when their up their" he whined.

"Hurts. It shouldn't hurt. Well at least not if its done properly" Michael examined the doubtful look on the young boys face.

The pressure in his groin and his lack of conjugal rights made up his mind.

"Neil up you get. Go get some lube from the bathroom and get back here, Chop, chop" Michael hurried his son up with a moderate slap to one of his bottom cheeks.

Quickly disrobing he gave out a sign of relief as his penis sprang up from its confines already fully grown to its 6 inch size. Admiring himself for a moment he noticed movement out of the corner he saw Neil hovering on the doorstop, a pot of lube in one hand, looking at his now naked father, and more particularly at his father's erect penis, huge to the boys eyes, and huge certainly in comparison to the small pee pee that he possessed.

"Come here Michael. As your father I need to show you that anal sex is something pleasurable, and the ultimate expression of love between boy and man.

You see son a boys anus...his botty hole" he elaborated for the child's benefit, "Is very sensitive. Now a butt plug or strap on can be too hard and impersonal to use properly on a boys bottom".

Taking Neil he led the boy over and bent him over the end of the coach, the boys peach bottom now the perfect height for him.

"Now your mother does her best, but she lacks certain necessary things" his fingers tickled Neil's little package to illustrate his point, "That a man has."

Michael began applying lube up and down the boys bottom cleft, his finger dipping into the boys anus occasionally to smear the lube into the boys anal tunnel. Knowing that he particularly wanted the boy to enjoy this he went over the top with the lube literally packing the boys poop chute with the lubricant.

"Now Michael I'm going to insert my penis into you. Don't worry it's not much larger than your seats butt plug. But it will feel hotter and has more give in it. If it hurts tell me OK".

Neil nodded and relaxed his bottom as much as possible remembering the pain that tensing had caused when his mother had buggered him with a vibrator just yesterday.

"Ahhhhhhh" He felt his sphincter open wide a searing flash of pain ripped through him as his father's penis tried to push into his tight hole.

Michael grunted and pushed his penis hard at the sopping wet hole. He felt the boys small sphincter muscles give slightly, but despite his attempts the head of his penis simply could not fit.

Withdrawing he thrusted forward harder, the head of his penis bouncing off the rubbery wall of the boys sphincter.

Neil could not help but cry, tears flowing from his eyes. He had tried to open his bottom hole wide, as he had learned to do when sitting on his peg. But despite his best efforts he could not open his hole wide enough to accommodate his dads penis. His father had underestimated the thickness of his cock.

Michal's penis was in truth only average, but Michael had made an error of judgement. His average penis was a fair bit wider than the pegs that Neil's mother had been training him up with.

Neil felt a deep burn build and despite his deep wish to please his dad he could not help himself but scream out in pain.

Michael stopped at his sons tears and cries and looked down. He knew then that he had pushed his son to far to soon. He loved his son and indeed wanted no more than express that love physically in the closest way possible between father and son. But more than that he wanted his son to enjoy it, he wanted to make love to his boy not fuck him.

He pulled the few millimetres of his cock that he had managed to insert from the boys now painfully red and sore anus.

He leaned forward and hugged his sons body as he sobbed.

"Shush, don't cry, I'm sorry sport. It's too soon obviously for this to work, but don't worry sport give it a year or too, then maybe we can again".

Neil looked back at his red faced father and nodded bravely, he was scared when it was clear that his father wanted to do him up his bum, but he would have done anything to please his new dad. He would have managed a little discomfort but this was just to painful, he could feel his hole was just to small no matter how much he would have tried to take his father.

Michael smiled and leaning down kissed Neil's tear stained cheek.

"Don't worry son there is still plenty of fun we can have until you're ready for a good rooting".

Michael had lost the desire to bugger his son now his sons pained expression had hurt him too, but his penis and balls ached with the need to cum.

He waited until Neil relaxed, and was once more in control of himself. Then slowly he began to slide his hard cock back and forth between Neil's velvety smooth buttocks, not into his sons hole just up and down the pink crevice in an obscene bum wank.

Neil squirmed at the feel of his father's penis as it rode his crevice. The base of his father's large penis grazing his still slightly sore anus on each upward stroke.

Michael knew that his sons bottom was so hot and smooth, and the slickness that the lube provided causing his cock to glide back and forth that he would not last long.

Neil gripped the sofa with both hands. His bottom was still slightly sore from his father's attentions. Yet he said nothing, the closeness he felt to his father at this moment was worth any amount of discomfort. In fact sometimes it actually felt quite nice when his dad hit that certain spot, his own penis had not hardened but a warm tingle was spreading through Neil's groin anyway.

Fuck not much longer...Michael knew his limits. Pushing his penis hard up the full length of his sons crevice and allowed the cum to spurt up and over the 10 years old back. The string of cum reached, for Michael, an amazing length of 12 inches.

Michael stood panting gently rubbing Neil's bum idly as he watched his string of cum gently slide down his sons spine to pool in the dip of his lower spine.

For a minute neither of them moved despite the slightly icky sensation his father's cum caused on Neil's back.

Neil felt his father hands shift, one gently parted his cheeks while the other scooped the rapidly cooling cum off his back.

Michael squealed in surprise as he felt his father's sum lubed finger touch the entrance to his sore and painful bum hole. The squeal slowly turned to a low groan of satisfaction as his father gently massaged his cum into his boys bum. The soft liquid soothing the boys abused anus, taking away the pain that his penis had previously caused.

Finishing scooping his cum and applying it on and in Neil's bottom Michael stood back and admired the taut buttocks of his son who still lay over the back of the sofa. Helping his son to stand Michael idly kicked his clothes to one side and sat down exhausted on the sofa, and pulled Neil back over into his lap.

Hugging the boy close his kissed the boy softly on the cheek. He was surprised when Neil fiercely hugged him back "I love you Dad".

"I love you too son. You're a good boy - usually. Oh look the match is about to restart, that's what I call timing son, here's your popcorn."

"Dad. I'm sorry. I know you wanted to you know do me, you up my..." Neil's apology trailed off in embarrassment.

"Shush I Of course I want to make love with you. It's every father's duty, but I'm responsible for your development and I have to be careful not to push you too far to soon. But don't worry you're a growing boy" he moved his hand and gently fondled his sons small penis affectionately, "There will be plenty of time after all you will be training with me under the Regime for at least the next 10 years sweetie".

For a minute Neil sat on his father's lap warm in his father's strong arms, shifting occasionally at the feel of the cooling sperm that now leaked from his bottom as it ticked his bottom and thighs.

"Daddy"

"Yes Neil".

"It's OK I won't tell mummy about what we tried to do" he promised as he looked his dad in the yes with a loving look.

"Don't be silly son. Tell your mum, she'll be almost as proud of your performance tonight as I am. Remember there is nothing to be ashamed of expressing love with your parents of your sisters."

"Oh" Neil pondered this for a moment, "In that case can we do it again?"

Michael felt his drained balls "Well not tonight son, but trust me we will, soon and often. Now quiet the match is picking up" kissing his sons head he raised the volume on the TV and settled down to enjoy the rest of the boys night in.