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My Son's Bully Ch. 05

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I returned to the table, my family unaware I had just sucked off Jake Jones, my son's bully, in the restaurant bathroom. I was totally prepared to blame my long absence on fake stomach pains, but just as Jake predicted my family barely noticed I was gone. The chili dog I had ordered was almost cold, but I didn't care. Eating it reminded me of a certain someone.

I watched that someone at his booth, where he sat between two cheerleaders that fed him fries and openly fondled his crotch. He looked like a king. A conqueror. I longed to be over there, at my rightful place under his table. I snapped out of it and looked over at Billy and discovered that he too was looking at Jake's booth. He looked broken. The redhead that was on Jake's left, digging her tongue into his ear was Melanie Gates, a longtime crush of his. It hurt to see my son sad, especially since moments ago I was licking Melanie's juices off of Jake's cock.

After eating I paid the bill and we left. I tried to get another look at Jake, but he was preoccupied tongue kissing Melanie. Billy's eyes never left the floor.

The drive home was painfully quiet so I turned on the radio. Every song reminded me of Jake. My son was graduating high school tomorrow, and all I could think about was whether or not his bully was going to call me that night.

My prayers were answered when we got home and I received a text that said "Come over at 9." It was 8:30.

My heart raced. I put Lillian to bed and asked Billy what his plans were, as if I had any other than going to Jake's house. He told me that he was just going to bed. I told him to keep his chin up, and that I was going to go run some errands. I could have been more specific in my lie, but Billy was too indifferent to inquire further.

After giving myself a quick whore bath I texted Jake "On my way" and drove off, trying my hardest not to speed. When I arrived I got a "door's open" text.

I walk into the living room and see Jake in his chair, with Melanie in between his legs gobbling up his cock. I'm caught off guard, but insanely turned on, and a little bit amused.

"You remember Stanley Boy, right Melanie?" Jake asked.

Melanie stopped sucking and hocked a loogie on the tip.

"Hi, Mr. Burton!" she said with the same cadence she did when she'd come to my house to tutor my son. She did a quick wave and resumed sucking. I looked at Jake and saw the look of a satisfied man.

"I told Melanie what a good cock slut you are, Stanley. She got so jealous. Not just because I said you give her a run for her money, but because she's been wanting to fuck you for a long, long, time. Isn't that right, Mel?"

"mmglhpphh," she responded with a mouthful.

I couldn't believe it. This was getting crazier and crazier and I couldn't go back.

"I have an idea," Jake started. "Melanie, why don't you give your mouth a break. You're doing great, but your jaw could use a rest, and I think Stanley wants a turn. Isn't that right, boy?"

I nodded and wiped the drool from the side of my mouth. My mouth was wet and so was Jake's cock. It glistened with Melanie's spit and it called to me.

I was back where I belonged, on my knees for Jake and I swallowed his spit soaked cock instantly, hitting the back of my throat with a welcomed force. I gagged like the grateful slut I was. Melanie giggled with delight.

"I love watching you suck that cock, Mr. B. I didn't think I could get any wetter."

"Show him how wet you are," Jake commanded.

My hand was guided between her legs and sure enough, she was soaked. She kept my hand there, so I started circling with my fingers. She twitched with approval. Before I knew it my wet fingers were in her mouth and she sucked with great enthusiasm. My son's bully's cock in my mouth, my fingers in his crush's mouth. There goes my Father of the Year award.

Melanie's free hand found its way to my hard cock and began stroking it.

"Let's take this to the couch," Jake commanded. "Everyone, take your clothes off."

Melanie and I obeyed, almost racing to get naked.

Once we were nude Jake ordered me on my knees, hands behind my back. He and Melanie went to the couch and he was immediately inside her. Jake was right. She took it like a champ.

Watching Jake have sex was like watching a pro-athlete. He was so good he made you feel shameful. The confidence, swagger, control, was something out of the movies. But he was real. I wanted to stroke my aching cock as I watched him fuck but I was forbidden.

Melanie's moans echoed throughout the mini mansion and I was reminded and relieved that Jake's parents were still out of town.

"I'm gonna cum....I'm gonna...I'm gonna.." Melanie said.

"Do it." Jake encouraged. "Cum for me, Melanie."

She convulsed and the sounds of her wetness filled the room. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her nails dragged down Jake's muscular back.

"Good girl," Jake said under his breath. "You mind giving Stanley a taste?"

"Not at all," she answered with glee. Jake looked at me.

"You heard her, boy. Get over here."

Melanie, still laying on the couch, put her legs up. I was then guided between her legs and was told to clean her up.

It was delicious. A sinfully sweet combination of the two of them. If I pay the price for this later, at least I will have tasted this.

I was then awestruck by a familiar tingle. Jake was licking my ass! It was officially my first threesome!

Every time I would stop eating Melanie to moan Jake would immediately push my head back into her. How could he not expect me to moan when his anaconda tongue was probing me?

"I think we need to take this to the next level," Jake said.

Before I knew it he was effortlessly lifting me and guiding me and my hard cock into Melanie. It was orgasmic bliss...or at least, I thought it was until Jake started fucking my ass. His monster cock was inside me and I almost squealed louder than Melanie, who immediately muffled me with a passionate kiss.

Soon we were thrusting in motion, and I was just drunk on this ecstasy. I was falling deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole, with no sign of waking up.

As Melanie and I traded tongues Jake started to kiss my neck. I heard him whisper "You're mine. Don't you ever fucking forget."

I could have cum right there, but I lasted longer than I ever have. And I owe it all to Jake.

After what seemed like an hour later I felt Jake explode in me, which made me explode inside Melanie. It was a sweaty, smelly, sticky, explosion of excess. None of us could move, or catch our breath. We were almost laughing at how wrong it all was. No one spoke until Melanie managed a "That was incredible."

"Yes. It. Was," said an unfamiliar voice.

I looked up to see Jasmine, the blonde cheerleader that was at the restaurant with them earlier, holding her phone.

"Aaaand got it" she said, followed by the sounds of a camera turning off.

"What's going on here?" I asked.

"Relax Stanley," Jake assured. "I just like taking videos occasionally. To remember the good times, you know?"

I decided to think nothing of it. The less I questioned Jake, the more of his cock I got to suck, I thought.

Melanie and Jasmine left shortly after, remembering they had graduation early the next morning. They each gave Jake and I goodbye tongue kisses, promising we'd do it again soon.

I was just about to get dressed and leave when Jake asked me to stay for a bit longer. How fucking sweet. I had barely said yes and Jake pulled me into an enthusiastic kiss. He gave my face a light slap and poured a glass of bourbon, which we shared, in the most erotic ways.

Jake would dip his fingers into the glass, and then run them over my lips, where they would be greeted by my tongue. I sucked his fingers, happy to have any part of him in my mouth. Loving my enthusiasm, Jake wet his lips with the bourbon and gave me a strong, passionate kiss. It was the best drink I had ever had in my life.

We hadn't even finished the drink and Jake suggested we take a shower, which was a good idea considering I reeked of cum and sweat.

Jake's bathroom was far nicer than my own. Decorative towels, exotic soaps, and a huge shower with a glass door. Jake turned it on and the room was soon filled with steam.

We held each other under the hot water. My slender frame against his bulky, tight muscles. Our tongues explored each other as we rubbed each other down with body wash. I rubbed my hands across his chiseled chest, feeling like the luckiest guy in the world. It was eternal bliss and I dreaded going back to the outside world. Going back to the life that I wasn't sure I ever really wanted.

Jake sunk his teeth into the nape of my neck and I felt his strong hand lower itself my ass, which he grasped, and then wedged his fingers in.

I was frozen. I held him even tighter.

"Tell me you're mine," he said

"I'm yours...I'm all fucking yours."

"No matter what?" he asked, inserting another finger.

"NO MATTER WHAT."

"Whenever I want?"

"WHENEVER. YOU WANT."

He played around inside me, driving me insane.

"I love that you know your place, Stanley Boy," he smirked.

Hearing him say the word "love" was so unexpected, yet sounded so sweet.

I turned around and stuck my ass out. I felt like a nasty ass slut, unrecognizable from who I was years ago. And yet weirdly, I also felt like a teenager with a crush. I loved talking to Jake; making him laugh, seeing that smile, and my stomach would fill with butterflies when I saw his name on my phone. Not to mention those muscles, and those strong hands that were clasping my hips and pulling me into him.

As he claimed my ass yet again I started to think about what life with Jake would be like. I knew it couldn't happen for obvious reasons, but the thought of waking up to this stud every day and sucking his cock while he drank his morning coffee was becoming all the more appealing.

I didn't want to leave the shower, nor did I want him to leave my asshole.

Unfortunately though like all good things our shower had to end. He blew another impressive load inside me and soon we were out, dry, and dressed. It was near 1 and I had to get home. Jake pulled me into another one of those kisses and my mind nearly melted.

"Stay," he commanded before licking my lips.

"You know I can't," I answered, licking my lips. "But that I would if I could."

"Fine. Next time..soon," he declared.

We kissed once more before I left, receiving a slap on the ass the second I turned around. I smiled.

I had no idea how long this was going to go on, or where it was going to go, but I was all in for the ride.
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