The Anniversary Dinner
By
Edward Hyde


“Is the coast clear?” Ed asked as Cameron opened the door, barefoot and wearing a fluffy blue dinosaur-patterned bath-robe that had seen better days. His dark hair was wet from a recent shower and he was grinning from ear to ear. Sarah rushed forward to hug her friend before he replied.

“Yup!” he grinned as Sarah released him and picked up the bag of groceries they had brought with them as promised. “Mum’s getting her hair done with Auntie Carol and she’s promised to take her for a drink afterwards and keep her out most of the afternoon, and Dad won’t be home from work until six so we should be all set!”

“Great!” Ed grinned. “Let’s get inside and get started then, shall we?” He followed the excited youngsters inside and pulled the door closed behind them.

The whole escapade had begun a few days earlier when Cameron had come to Sarah’s house for dinner as he sometimes did after school, especially if it was a day when both his parents were working. The pair had been best friends since Kindergarten and Sarah’s Daddy Ed had made it clear that the polite young boy was welcome to come around any time, as long as it was okay with his own parents. Since their house was on the way home from school for Cameron, he was a regular presence for at least an hour most afternoons but that night, at Sarah’s invitation, he was staying for dinner.

Ed had noticed that the usually chatty boy was a little quiet that evening and, eventually, since he felt a degree of parental affection and responsibility for him as his daughter’s best friend of so many years, he asked him what was the matter. Hearing her Daddy ask, Sarah had turned in her chair too and looked expectantly at him for an answer. She had been noticing her friend’s odd behaviour too but had not been sure about how to bring it up so was very relieved when her Daddy had done so.

“Well…” Cameron had explained. “It’s my parents’ fifteenth wedding anniversary coming up and I’ve decided what I want to give them but…” he turned to Sarah, smiling at her a little apologetically. “I’m worried you might get upset? But also I think I’m gonna need your help with it?”

“Go on?” Sarah leaned in, puzzled.

“Well I think…” he blushed a little. “Actually, I’ve decided, I want to cook for them!”

“You want to make dinner for them?” Ed titled his head. “I don’t think that’s such a big issue. Sarah helps me out in the kitchen all the time, she’s great at that sort of thing! I’m sure between the pair of you you can come up with a delicious meal!”

“No, sorry, I should have been clearer!” Cameron breathed out slowly. “I want to be cooked for them, like, I wanna roast and be their dinner!”

“Oooh!” Ed looked a little surprised and sat back in his chair, wondering what the appropriate response was under the circumstances. Sarah’s face, on the other hand, utterly lit up.

“Oh that’s wonderful!” She flung her arms around him. “And of course I’ll help! We’re gonna make sure you’re so yummy!”

“You’re not upset?” he asked, nervously, relieved but a little surprised by her positive response.

“Well, maybe a little jealous!” she giggled.

“Of me or them?”

“Both!” The cute blonde ten year old stuck out her tongue. “But if we’re going to be cooking you then it would probably be best of Daddy comes too, if you don’t mind?” She turned to Ed. “After all, you know more about this stuff and if he needs to be lifted into the oven or something, I probably wouldn’t be able to do that myself?”

By the end of dinner, everything was agreed and, while Ed did the washing up, the friends excitedly ran to the computer to look for recipes and ideas for how best to prepare and serve a boy of Cameron’s age. Once the dishes were washed and put away, he joined them and commented on the ease or practicality of this or that idea, explaining what equipment might be needed and what ingredients they would need. By the time they drove Cameron home later that evening, all the plans were in place. Ed and Sarah had a shopping list and Cameron had his instructions to get his parents out the house and be showered when they arrived.

Since a whole boy would be far too much for one couple to eat on their own and he didn’t want anything to go to waste, Cameron invited his aunt and uncle to come for dinner that evening, as well as the family next door with their two teenage daughters and, of course, Sarah and Ed since it seemed only fair that they should get to enjoy the meal they were doing most of the work to prepare. All the guests were, of course, sworn to strict secrecy!

“Did you use the hair removal gel?” Ed asked once all the ingredients and equipment they had brought with them were laid out on the kitchen table.

“Yes, sir!” the wet-haired, robe-clad boy grinned. “Smooth as a new-born from neck to toes!”

“Excellent!” Ed chuckled, knowing the youngster had not had all that much body-hair to begin with but also relieved that any fine, downy hair that there was on his arms or anywhere else would not be ending up stuck between anyone’s teeth! Such a basic oversight would be sure to reflect badly on the chef!

“Well then?” Sarah demanded bossily, her hands on her hips. “Let’s see the meat we’re supposed to be preparing!”

His cheeks a little pink but showing no hesitation, Cameron untied the cord of his robe and slipped it off his shoulders, hanging it over the back of one of the chairs around the kitchen table and leaving himself stark naked. Sarah looked her friend up and down. Although they had taken baths together when they were younger and often went swimming together, or changed clothes in the same room if they were going out somewhere else after school, they had not seen each other completely nude in a good few years, and she liked what she saw!

Tall for his age, the olive-skinned ten year old was the kind of boy that ladies of a certain age describe as “a heartbreaker”. His facial features might have been considered pretty on a girl and his grey-green eyes had long, dark lashes that his mum often commented upon with ennvy. Although slim and athletic, he was not skinny as some boys his age could be. His legs were decently muscular and his butt was as round and perky as any girl’s – he would certainly roast up nicely! Although still relatively small compared to an adult man’s, his willy was a decent length for his over-all size and right now was standing to full attention!

“Very nice!” Sarah giggled. “I think someone’s looking forward to cooking?” Cameron’s blush deepened but he gave a shrug and charming half smile, raising his eyebrows in a “what can you do?” expression. “Or perhaps you just like showing off and being looked at?” She stuck her tongue out at him.

“Well this is going to make the next part easier!” Ed chuckled, picking up a small plastic tub, the kind used by takeaways for dipping sauces, and taking off the lid. He passed it to Sarah. “The recipe calls for portion of boy-cream to mix in with the cheese. Think you can harvest that for us?”

“Oh I’m sure I can manage!” Sarah giggled, taking the pot. Cameron’s blush deepened further still and his heart began to beat very fast. He had known, of course, that this sample was going to be needed, he had helped pick out the recipe of course, and despite how excited he was at the thought of cooking, he had carefully abstained from pleasuring himself for the last three days to make sure that there would be plenty available when called upon, but he had always assumed that he would be given the pot and sent away to milk himself in private, so to learn that his friend was about to masturbate him in front of her dad was quite a surprise. And yet, he was not at all upset by the idea! Sarah was, after all, a very attractive girl and he knew that sex-play between her and her Daddy was a regular occurrence, compared to his far more conservative and old-fashioned family, so she was sure to know well what she was doing!

“Hmm!” She giggled as she took his erection in the soft fingers of one hand, holding the pot with the other, “I’ve never milked a piggy before! I thought it was normally cows?”

“Oh come on!” Cameron teased. “You can’t tell me you’ve never done this before! Not after some of the stories you’ve told me about you and Uncle Ed!” Now it was the older man’s turn to blush.

“Hmm once or twice!” the pretty blonde ten year old licked her lips as she starting the stroke her best friend’s rock hard shaft, “But generally I prefer using my mouth! I like my cream nice and fresh!” She winked knowingly at him and the embarrassed by steadied himself against the table as she began to pump. As excited as he was and with as many day’s worth as he had built up, it took less than a minute before the thick white cream shot from the end of Cameron’s special sausage and, grinning proudly, Sarah caught it in the pot.

“There we go!” she grinned, passing the pot to her Daddy before licking the residue on her hand. “Mm this is so good!”

“Do you need to sit down for a moment?” Ed asked Cameron as he scooped half a pot of garlic and herb cream cheese into a small bowl and poured the fresh cum on top before starting to stir it in with a fork. “Looks like that was quite intense!”

“Oh it was great!” Cameron gushed, turning to grin appreciatively at Sarah who was still licking her fingers and the back of her hand, looking very pleased with herself. “But no, I’m good!” he smiled, feeling a lot more relaxed now that the thee-day build-up had been released. He had gone three days or more in between before, but those had been in “normal” weeks, not weeks leading up to his roasting when he had found himself in what seemed to be a pretty permanent state of arousal! “So what else do we need to prepare?”

The next half hour passed quickly but happily, with the three preparing the stuffing, vegetables and sauces together as if it were just another meal they were preparing together as they had so many times before. The fact that Cameron was naked and the main ingredient seemed to more or less slip all their minds. Eventually, however, everything else was ready and it was time to prep the piggy!

“Right!” Ed grinned, setting the large roasting pan on the table. “Time to get the piggy oiled! I’ll grease up the pan while you start from the bottom,” he told his daughter, “then I’ll help you out. Cameron, it’s probably best if you stand in this.” He placed a new washing up bowl that they had picked up while shopping for ingredients onto the floor and the excited boy stepped in. “Good lad.” Ed smiled. “We don’t want to get oil all over the floor, do we?” He poured a good portion of the bottle of garlic oil into a jug and passed it to Sarah but, instead of immediately starting to pour it over him as Cameron had expected, she began to pull off her t-shirt.

“What are you doing?” her friend asked, puzzled, as his pretty friend unzipped her jeans and pulled them down along with her panties in one motion. Ed simply chuckled at Cameron’s mixed reaction, confusion and arousal in equal measure, to his daughter’s striptease, if it could be classed as such given its speed, while he rubbed soft butter around the inside of the pan.

“Don’t want to get oil on my clothes, do I?” the naked little girl giggled. “Plus, I thought it might help you… rise to the occasion!” She winked at him and the meat-boy blushed again. Watching Sarah undress and now looking at her lovely nude body had indeed made him stand to attention once more but, even if she had been dressed in a burlap sack and a Halloween mask, an inordinate amount of blood would have rushed downwards the moment she poured a little oil on his right thigh and began to rub it in, her soft hand tantalisingly close to his rock-hard willy but not yet touching it. Instead, she slowly worked her way down his leg, past his knee, pausing to add a little more oil before moving down his calf to his ankle and foot, kneeling now with her head at just the right height to give him a blow-job, as he had heard it called, like the boys and girls in some of the videos they had watched together.

He wanted to ask, almost desperately, and was fairly sure that Sarah wouldn’t mind – it sounded like she often helped her Daddy out in that way after all, but he knew he needed to be hard for cooking – the last thing he wanted was to be served with an embarrassingly withered cocktail weenie after all! Still, the thought was enough to make his erection practically throb and he was worried he might go off anyway the moment she touched it.

“Careful!” the naked little blonde teased, tapping the tip lightly with one oily finger, making it bounce comically, as she switched to his left leg. “you’re gonna have my eye out if you keep waving that thing around like that!”

Now finished with the pan, Ed took the jug and poured some of the oil across Cameron’s shoulders and began to rub it into his shoulders and back before moving to his chest while Sarah, still kneeling in front of him, tantalisingly close to his hard willy, reached around and oiled his peachy rump. Still she avoided touching him the one place he really longed to be touched!

“There we are!” Ed smiled, wiping his hands on a sheet of kitchen roll. “All done! Let’s have you up in the pan!”

“But you forgot a bit!” Cameron protested a little sadly, holding his erection with his oiled fingers and presenting it towards Sarah and her Daddy.

“Patience!” Sarah tutted comically, flicking the end with her finger-tip again. “We’ll get to that in due time!” Frowning a little, the oil-covered little boy climbed up onto the table and lay on his back in the pan, his head over one end and his knees bent to fit his feet in, as a temporary measure until he would be tied in place.

“Time for stuffing next, I think!” Ed grinned, filling the large piping bag with the mix that Cameron and Sarah had worked on together.

“Too bad boys only have one hole for stuffing!” Sarah giggled and Cameron looked wide-eyed at the very full bag and especially at the long metal nozzle on the end. “But I guess we need to make the most of what we have! Present your hole, piggy!” she ordered imperiously although unable to keep herself from grinning cheekily as she did so.

With a deep breath, Cameron reached around and grabbed his own thighs then rocked back. He had been practising for this all week on his bedroom floor, able to get back a little further and hold the pose for longer each time. Certainly it was uncomfortable but he knew that was all part of what he’d signed up for, plus the discomfort and awkwardness of the pose would surely be surpassed by the stuffing itself? Pressing his shoulders down into the buttered pan, he was able to lift his hips up and present his tight little ass hole for stuffing.

“Good boy!” Ed smiled as Sarah reached forward to pull his oily cheeks apart a little, making it easier for the nozzle to find its mark. Carefully, Ed inserted the metal tip and slid it all the way in until the ridge at the top was all that remained on the outside. Sarah released her grip and Ed began to squeeze. Being stuffed felt weird – Cameron had not exactly been sure what to expect. It rather felt like going to the bathroom after a big meal but in reverse. He could feel himself filling up, everything inside being stretched as the stuffing he had helped to make was forced into his freshly-cleansed innards. If the fact that he was a piggy for the oven had not felt quite real before, it certainly did now!

“There we are!” Ed patted the boy’s swollen belly as he gently pulled the nozzle out, the bag now empty. “Let’s get you plugged up! Don’t want to start leaking in the oven, do you?” He took a peeled silver onion and Sarah pulled her friend’s cheeks apart once more as Ed pushed. Cameron could feel his tight hole being pushed open from the wrong direction and tried to relax those muscles as much as possible then, suddenly, with a decisive pop, the onion was inside him. “Great!” Ed grinned and patted him again. “Now you can relax!” With a feeling of great relief, Cameron let go of his thighs and put his feet down once more, allowing his back to uncurl, and got comfy in the pan once more.

“You’d better make the cut, Daddy.” Sarah suggested, handing Ed the sharpest of the small knives from the kitchen drawer. “I don’t want to mess it up!”

“Okay!” Ed smiled, “Sounds like a good idea. But you can be in charge of the bacon!” Sarah was happy with this and opened the packet from the butcher.

“Did you manage to get Boy?” Cameron asked anxiously, turning his head to look.

“Yes!” Sarah sighed and rolled her eyes comically. “We got Boy-bacon. Although you should have let us get Girl as it’s so much better!” She stuck her tongue out at her friend. “In fact, you know what? Better just serve me to your parents instead! Much tastier! Up you get!”

“Uh-uh!” Cameron shook his head, knowing that his pretty friend was only teasing. “It’s too late now, I’m already stuffed!”

“True!” Sarah sighed again. “Guess we’re stuck with Boy for dinner!”

“Stop being mean!” Ed chuckled. “Cameron’s going to be delicious! We’ll see to that! Right, ready for this?” The stuffed boy took a deep breath and nodded. Carefully, Ed pulled the skin of his scrotum out with one hand until it was smooth and taught like the skin of a drum, then carefully sliced down the middle. The wound was clean and precise with only a little blood. Setting the knife down, he carefully released the skin and pulled the two halves apart, seeing the pink lining inside and the pale little balls nestling either side. It has not hurt nearly as much as he had feared it might do and Cameron craned his head forward as much as he could to watch as Ed took a spoon and began to fill his ball-sack with the mix of cream cheese and fresh cum.

Three whole spoonfuls were pushed into small skin-bag and Ed used his fingers to press it in and pull the two halves together. Sarah then took a strip of bacon and wrapped it around the stuffed ball-sack to hold it closed. She then added two more for good measure. Although he was no less aroused than a few minutes earlier, the shock to his body of being cut open like that had take a little of the intensity from his erection. The relief did not last long, however, for as soon as she was done bandaging his cheese-filled sack with the Boy-bacon, Sarah took more of the cheese and began to slather it liberally over his willy, which responded unsurprisingly to her soft-fingered touch.

“Careful!” Ed warned her, chuckling, “If he goes off too early, it won’t be worth wrapping or pinning!”

“Don’t worry!” Cameron replied, breathing heavily through both arousal and discomfort, “Having my sack stuffed with cheese is kinda distracting!” Despite the slight stiffness in his neck, he could not take his eyes off his best friend smearing cheese mixed with his own cum over his special sausage. Once she was satisfied that it was fully coated, Sarah took more of the bacon and wrapped it around the hard organ until his entire genitalia was mummified apart from the very tip.

“Have you got the spike ready, Daddy?” Sarah grinned. Ed confirmed that he was ready, brandishing a thin, sharp skewer around two and a half inches long, with a ring on the end. “Okay! Time for your last squirt, piggy!” She grinned down at Cameron. “I don’t think you’ll be able to after this!” Still breathing heavily, the oily little boy nodded, smiling encouragingly at his friend. Quickly, Sarah began to rub the bacon sheath around his willy up and down, slipping against the cum-infused cream cheese. Despite the discomfort of his swollen, stuffing-filled innards and the sting of his sliced scrotum, now he knew that he had permission to release, it took only moments for Cameron to squirt more thick, white cream onto his belly.

“There we are!” Sarah grinned in triumph. “Now, Daddy! Quick before he shrinks!” Quickly, Ed pressed down on Cameron’s still-hard boyhood, feeling for the edge of the head, then positioned the tip of the skewer so that it was just in the cleft of the heart-shaped head, where it joined the shaft. He then pressed as hard as he could and the meat-boy could not help but let out a small scream as his willy was pierced deeply, so deeply in fact that the skewer continued out the other side and into his belly. Sarah took his hand and, despite the oil, squeezed it tightly as her Daddy continued to push the skewer through the layers of fat and muscle and into the stuffing-filled innards beneath.