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 Snow Whites By OneHeavyHand
Keywords: b(10)g(10), Mg(10), Mb(10), pedo, oral



   Edited by DrSyntax



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   Henry was in his mid-thirties the first time his ten year old son Allen
brought home the two kids from up the block.  There was nothing that
unusual about his bringing his friends over now that he had an Xbox.  If
anything could have been called odd or unusual it would have been whom he
had brought home.

   Johnny and Lydia were the heart and soul of John Tyler, a self-made
business man from six houses up the block.  Henry knew John quite well and
found it odd that he let the two out without him or the wife watching their
every move.  Not that he was oppressive, John was a decent man by all
accounts.  He just worried about his children and what others would think
of their condition.

   The twins had been born Albino, a condition that left them with snow
white hair and pail skin.  Lydia's hair flowed down her shoulders to end
only an inch above her firm ass, something Henry had always found erotic.
Both had slim athletic bodies but only stood about four feet tall, Lydia's
simply had a slightly more feminine shape.  And though Lydia was actually
the older of the two Johnny had always been the Alpha.

   Henry knew he shouldn't have been thinking of the young girl like he was
at the moment but he couldn't make himself stop, her young supple form was
pulling his eyes from the game with every movement she made.  And when the
twin crescents of her ass flexed causing her already tight shorts to pull
up into the tight crack of her ass, Henry found himself unable to move his
eyes away from the child.  It wasn't until the three headed into the back
yard for a game of horse that Henry could move again.

   Some fifteen minutes had passed before Henry realized he hadn't heard a
sound one, not the bounce of the basketball or a boisterous call.  Figuring
he better see what the kids had gotten up to, Henry took a look out the
patio door to find the yard empty.  A quick scan of the yard revealed no
one was on the patio where he had installed the hoop two years before, and
no one was in the pool.  The Gazebo was empty and the half completed tree
house sat vacant as well.  Neither hide nor Hair of the children could be
seen, yet they had to be there Henry thought to himself.  He had the only
key to the gate and they hadn't come back through the house.

   Knowing they had to be up to something, Henry quietly slipped out the
patio door and made his way around to the side of the house and again found
no one.  Scratching his head, Henry looked back at the yard and noticed the
door to the mower shed open a crack.  "Now what the hell would they be
doing in there." he thought to himself as he quietly made his way across
the yard.  Henry took a deep breath, intent on scaring the children when he
Slammed the door open.  Henry however found himself far more surprised than
they.

   The sound of the door slamming open was the only warning the three had.
Henry was treated to the sight of his son rolling off the spread eagle form
of Lydia with his little cock faltering from the shock.  Lydia grabbed for
her shorts, trying to get them back on while trying to keep her knee's
close together.  Henry still got a look at her hairless crack, and Johnny's
little cock as he fought to stuff it back into his pants.

   With most of their clothing back on, Henry looked over at his son and
said, "Bedroom, now!"

   Henry watched as Allen ran off like lightning with his pants falling
halfway down his legs as he hopped and jumped until he could run.  Henry
stood in the door waiting for his son to disappear inside the house then
turned back to John's offspring asking in a low growl, "What will your
father say when I ask him if this is acceptable behavior for you two."

   Lydia had gotten to her feet and stood with her buttons not yet done up,
frozen in time save a glance at her brother before the two started talking
over each other.  It was all the same thing just different words coming
from each mouth as they begged for Henry not to tell their dad.  Johnny
crying that they would get the belt while Lydia said they would get their
ass beat if daddy found out.

   Henry stood there with a blank face as he replied how they should get
their butts spanked and how they had come to his house and done things the
two knew was wrong.  As the begging reached a crescendo Henry added he
should spank them himself and reached for the belt he wasn't wearing.  Just
the threat of getting not just one but two spankings had the two in such an
uproar that Lydia had forgotten her shorts were still open.  Henry held up
his hands bringing quiet to the small room.

   His face stern as he looked from child to child before asking, "Why
shouldn't I tell?"

   The two started talking over one another yet again, forcing Henry to
hold up his hands for a second time before pointing at Johnny.

   "We were just playing around sir.  We didn't mean to get Allen in
trouble or nothing."

   "Well you did." Henry said, "And you knew it was wrong or you wouldn't
have been hiding.  Would you?"

   Johnny hung his head as he answered, "No sir."

   "Now young lady, why pray tell are you in on this?"

   "It was Johnny's Idea!" the girl suddenly blurted out.  Lydia's attempt
to push the blame off on her brother brought a look of surprise to his
face.

   Henry put a hand on Johnny's shoulder and squeezed as the boy opened his
mouth to defend himself.  The light pressure keeping the boy quiet as Henry
questioned Lydia further.  "And what was that idea?"

   Lydia looked down at her fingers as she absently fiddled with them.  "He
said we could get stuff if I let them do that."

   "Who all have you let do that?" Henry asked in surprise.

   Lydia looked at her brother for help, finding none there now that she
had placed the blame on him.  In a clear attempt to evade the question
Lydia looked up at Henry, her eyes pleading as she begged for him to just
let the two go.

   Henry had other idea's flowing through his head at the moment and smiled
down as he answered, "Sure, you can go.  I've got your fathers cell number
and I am sure he will expect you to be at home when he gets there."

   It was Johnny who broke down and told Henry the whole of it.  The tail
coming out as one long string of words, not even a pause for breath.  The
two had never left the house without permission until a few weeks back
after Johnny came home from school with the news that one of the neighbor
boy's liked Lydia.  Johnny somehow came up with the idea of getting some
money in exchange for getting Lydia to go out with the boy.  As the boy
that liked Lydia was a few years older than her, he took that to mean more
than it had and had not been in the mood to take the money back when the
time came.  Lydia was left with a choice, and after a painful start found
the more the boy did the better it felt.  Johnny had been pimping her to
the neighborhood boy's since.  Sometimes for money, other times for items
or like Allen's time on the game system.

   Henry couldn't believe his ears, or that his little boy was paying for
what Henry was hoping was his first fuck.  "The boy will just have to
wait." he thought to himself as he realized just how close he was to
becoming a child molester.  Henry rationalized his decision by telling
himself the girl was already a whore and the boy no better, and then turned
his attention to getting them to agree through a little mental
manipulation.

   "Well I'm starting to think I shouldn't be telling your dad, but calling
the police instead.  You do know that what you're doing is Illegal don't
you." Henry started, giving the two a moment to think before continuing. 
"And think what your teachers will think when they read about this in the
papers."

   The two were on their knees with tear covered faces as they begged more
than ever for Henry to let them go.  He knew he had them almost ready to do
anything he wanted, the fear of having the police called and their teachers
finding out more than enough to break nearly any kid.  Thinking he would
make a fake call to the police, Henry turned and took two steps towards the
house before being stopped by Lydia's voice.

   "Wait Please, don't tell and," Lydia paused as she tried to put her
thoughts to words.

   Henry smiled as he looked back now trying to put her at ease by telling
her how pretty she was and how he actually felt sorry that he had to tell
on the two.  As Henry started to turn back to the house Johnny spoke up,
"What if Lydia did it with you too?"

   "First, Lydia would have to make that offer and second that wouldn't
help you now would it."

   Johnny got out a "But" before Lydia slugged him in the shoulder and told
him to leave her out of his deals.  Then without a pause looked over at
Henry and said, "I'll do it but you have to promise not to tell."

   "Unluckily I can't," Henry replied.  "not unless we found a way to make
things good with Johnny too."

   "But I can't do that." Johnny said as he looked at his sister.  "Can't
you just do it for us both?" he continued as he turned to look at Henry.

   Henry was glowing inside, he was about to have his dream come true not
once but twice.  All he needed was for Lydia to agree with her brother and
he would be screwing this pretty little thing not once but twice.  He was
so ready to spread this little thing out that he was already starting to
walk back to the shed, his heart skipping a beat when she shook her head
and said emphatically "NO!"

   "No!  You got us into this.  I'm not helping you anymore."

   "Then you'll get in trouble too." Johnny said, thinking to make his
sister see reason.

   "Well then maybe you should fuck him.  I'm not doing it for you!"

   "I ain't no girl."

   Henry hadn't thought of Johnny as something to fuck before that moment,
he had never thought of any male as fuckable.  But as he looked Johnny over
and seeing how much like his sister he really looked, Henry decided it
might be worth taking a shot at the boy.  Figuring he best stop the fight
before things got out of hand, Henry sided with Lydia.

   "But Sir," Johnny said again, "I ain't a girl.  I can't do that."

   "You have a butt hole don't you?" Henry asked cheerfully.  "It's that or
the police and worse when you get home," he added as incentive.

   Henry knew the boy was teetering on the edge and took advantage of the
moment, taking the two by the shoulders and pushing them back into the shed
then stepping in behind and closing the door.

   "Pants down both of you." he said as he looked across the back shelf
then grabbed the tube of Petroleum Jelly he had left there after repairing
the fuel hose on the lawnmower last year.  Then watched as the two pushed
their pants down to the floor.

   "Who first?" Henry asked as he pulled his throbbing boner out of his
pants and applied a light coat of the lubricant.  "Well don't you both jump
at once." he said cheerfully as the two openly gawked at the size of his
stiff cock.  Henry knew his 7 inches wasn't much to be proud of, but for
these two it would be all they could handle.

   With neither stepping forward, Henry slipped his hands under Lydia's
arms and deftly moved her up onto the hood of the mower.  A little pull on
her hips and the girl began wiggling her butt until she was laying with her
legs to either side of Henry's hips, his cock sticking up through the folds
of her pussy like a lighthouse from the rocks.  As excited as Henry was he
could tell the girl was twice as excited, her eyes glowing with
anticipation at fucking something so big.

   Lydia groaned her eyes rolling back as Henry pushed himself deep inside
her cunt.  His body trembled with the first thrust, his orgasm building
with every thrust thereafter.  Henry couldn't believe how tight the girl
was, or how much she was getting into it.  His cock was pushing into the
little girl's cervix with each thrust.  Henry never felt this type of a
feeling on his cock head and it really excited him.  Lydia's hips gyrating
like the crank of an old car, her oils flowing down and leaving two perfect
imprints of her ass on the mowers hood.

   Johnny was getting into the show as well, his little crank was in hand
as he tried to imitate the way Henry fucked his sister.  The boy however
couldn't cum like Henry and Henry wasn't about to leave anything as
incriminating as a pregnant child.  Henry pulled out his cum shot on the
girl's naked belly just moments after he felt her cunt begin spasming
around his engorged cock.

   Henry took a minute to relish the moment, watching as Lydia spread his
cum over her stomach and chest while smiling up at him.  The look was more
than enough to keep his cock hard as he backed away and tried to think of
how he would be able to fuck Johnny.

   He got the boy bent over the mower after helping Lydia down, spreading
the child's ass cheeks and pressing one finger into the boy's ass hole. 
The boy's discomfort was apparent as he tightened his hole in response to
the gentle but firm invasion.

   "Tell you what," Henry said after a second attempt to finger the boy's
ass.  "Why don't you just suck me instead?"

   Johnny was willing to try anything to keep his butt hole closed and
after a nod followed Henry's directions to get on his knees.  Henry
continued talking the boy through the next thirty seconds, telling him how
to hold his man-sized cock and then how to lick his balls before having the
boy take him into his mouth.  It wasn't nearly as tight and the boy
couldn't get him half as deep, but Henry quickly imagined himself face
fucking the boy sometime down the road.

   The boy's mouth wasn't in the same class as Lydia's cunt, but the boy
seemed to be enjoying himself and the thought of blowing a load into the
boy's throat soon had him feeling the pressure of an impending orgasm. 
Johnny's sucking stopped as the first wave of cum splashed against the back
of his mouth, his natural instinct to swallow quickly taking over as the
second shot splattered his tonsils.  Henry's knees grew weak as three more
heavy shots wracked his body, the boy greedily taking every drop.

   As he put his now soft cock back into his pants Henry looked down at
Johnny, asking the boy if he liked sucking his dick.  Chuckling as the boy
nodded and answered, "Tastes salty, kinda reminds me of a salty eraser."

   "What about you Lydia?" he asked, "Or shall I send Allen back out?  You
still owe him a fuck you know." Grinning at Johnny's surprised look when
Lydia looked at Henry's watch then answered "Can I do it next time Mr. 
Henry?  Daddy's home soon.  And I'm sure Johnny will pay up then too!"

   Henry could hear the two arguing weather Johnny had already paid or not
as they slipped out the gate, leaving Henry to decide how to handle his
son. He wasn't sure if he should punish his son or thank the boy for
bringing them over.  The first thing he needed to know was how this ten
year old boy had learned about sex and just how much he actually did know.
Seeing his son staring down the hall, Henry figured he best find out before
the boy's mother got home.

   Allen had sat on the edge of his bed and waited for whatever would come,
his whole life seeming to pass before his eyes as his father finally walked
into the room and looked down at him.  Normally Allen tried to hold off his
punishment till his mom got home, she never let dad spank him more than two
or three times.  This time he wasn't all that sure even mom would be able
to save him.

   "I'm sorry dad!  She said I could and I didn't know it was bad."

   Henry sat down next to his son and placed his arm around the boy to pull
him close.  "No, you're not in trouble.  At least not yet!  But I want you
to be honest with me Allen.  Where did you learn about that."

   Allen looked up at his father as he answered, "Everyone knows about it
dad." Quickly looking back down at his hands when Henry gave him a
disapproving glare.  "The kids at school talk about it all the time."

   "How do kids your age know that much?" Henry said more to himself than
his son.  Then shaking his head as Allen answered "I don't know, I guess
they do it with someone." Henry had never really thought about how young
kids got started and mentally berated himself for being so stupid.

   "I already got their story, what's yours?"

   Allen slowly told his father about Johnny sitting next to him on the bus
and talking to him about the Xbox.  Johnny had told him that his dad didn't
think it was good for them to play games like that and wouldn't buy one. 
Then asked about the games Allen had and what they were like to play.  Then
when they got off the bus, Johnny asked if he liked Lydia.  Allen stopped
and looked up at his dad before continuing, "When I said yes Johnny asked
me if I had ever put my thing in a girl."

   "What did you tell him?"

   "I said yes."

   "And?"

   "And Johnny told me Lydia would let me if I let him play the Xbox a few
times."

   "Ok!" Henry said.  "So you three hide inside the shed, how did you know
what to do?"

   "I didn't, you came in just when I was getting on top of her."

   "Hmm, Well I think it best we don't tell your mom about this one. 
Something tells me she would be very upset."

   Allen nodded at his father then asked, "You're not mad?"

   "No, I guess you're just being curious."

   "Dad." Allen said as Henry got up to leave.  "What is it like?"

   Henry knew he was treading on dangerous grounds.  Fran would kill him if
she ever knew he was answering questions like that.  "Son, I don't think
you can put it into words.  And when you learn what you're doing, maybe
some girl will let you find out.  But for now, till you know more, let's
forget this ever happened.  Ok!"

   Henry spent the evening hoping that Allen wouldn't say a word to his
mother about that afternoon.  The boy held true to his word until Henry
checked in to tuck him into bed.  The boy's whisper echoing in Henry's head
as he retired to his own bedroom for the night.

   "When can I learn?" Henry kept repeating to himself, "How the hell do I
answer that one?"

   End