Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2009 10:12:57 -0700 (PDT) From: T Claybourn <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: You want me to do what chapter 8 Chad and Ryan Chapter 8 The Dads The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this, or if consensual sex between family offends you, please don't read! Feedback yes please it help to come up with another chapter. I've had some email commenting on my spelling and grammar, if this offends anyone I am sorry but when you have a major learning disability it can't be helped, I am trying to over come it. Thanks Jere for your support and help. "The Dads," I told him. Ryan stopped what he was doing and looked up at me; I could tell he was shocked. He just looked at me; he didn't say anything; he just lay down beside me. "You're mad," I said, as I got up. "I knew you would be." I felt Ryan's arm around my wrist as he pulled me back down on the bed. "No, I am not mad; just shocked; that's all," he said. "I've been wondering what it would be like to fuck your dad," Ryan said, as he rolled over to face me. "You know an older man, and all." Ryan pulled me close to him. "Do you want me to ask Dad if we can set it up? I mean, he's the one to ask," Ryan said, as he put his hand under my chin and lifted my face to his. "I just don't want to lose you," he said, giving me a kiss. "You won't lose me. Not unless you decide to marry a woman, so you can have kids an' all. I'm gay all the way; no lady in my life," I said He gave me a kiss, and then smacked my ass. "You need to go clean out; I may want that ass again tonight," he said, as he helped me to my feet. "I'll have to ask Dad if he wants to do this," Ryan said, as I headed to the bathroom. "Do I need to ask my dad?" I asked. Turning on the water, I could feel Ryan's slime slowly running down my legs. "No, if dad wants to do this, it will be done; your dad has no say in what they do as a couple," Ryan said. I took my shower alone, and washed my ass out until the water ran clear. It was odd doing it myself; usually Ryan helped me with it; but tonight I dropped a bombshell on him, and I think he was wondering where we stand as a couple. I mean, how many couples out there would want to get fucked by their uncle or dad. I washed in the baby magic bath stuff, `cause Ryan likes the smell. I even washed my hair in it; since it was the weekend, I could smell like a toddler if I wanted to. I heard the door open, then shut. I thought at first that Ryan had changed his mind, and was going to shower with me; but he didn't step in, so I peeked out from the curtain and saw a pair of baby blue thongs on my towel. I finally finished my shower and got dressed. The thong was a small, but I got my junk into it so it would stay. When I came out of the bathroom, Ryan was on the computer chatting with someone; he looked up at me and smiled. "I got pizza on its way," he told me. "Who are you chatting with, if I may?" I asked him. He gave me a smile. "Dad. I told him that you and I need to chat with him, and that I would like for him to come over so we could, but he's busy tonight and said he would be over after church tomorrow, if that is alright. I told him `fine'; he could bring lunch," Ryan said. "You want me here when you ask him?" I said, rubbing his ear lobe. "Yeah, so you'll know the rules," Ryan said. "Alright. Are you paying for the pizza with credit or cash," I asked, when I heard knocking on the door. Ryan handed me about thirty dollars. Yeah, we eat a lot of pizza. I was on pins and needles all Sunday morning; I jumped every time I heard a noise outside; Ryan just laughed at me. We were playing a PS3 game, when there was a knock on the door. I was wearing only my thong, when Ryan got up and looked out the peep hole. Then he opened the door, and Uncle Dan came in; Ryan closed the door behind him. "Where's dad?" I asked, as I got up. "Probably home," Dan said. I was confused about this; if Ryan was going to ask about what I wanted to do, why wasn't my dad here, also? "Ok, boys; what do you need to ask?" Dan said. Ryan looked at me, and then sat down beside his dad. "Go ahead, Pet ask," Ryan said. I just stood there with my mouth hung open. "Is there something wrong?" Dan asked. "You two having problems." he asked again. As he slid closer to the edge of the sofa, he took my arm and pulled me closer to him. "No, no problems; Chad wants to ask you something, but I think the cat got his thoughts right now." Ryan said. "Go on, Chad; I wont get upset," Dan said. "You might," I mumbled out. He just looked at me. Ryan got up and went into the kitchen to get a couple of beers; he handed his dad one, and then sat back down. "Since we didn't actually read the contract you and Uncle Chris made up for us." Ryan said, as he and Dan popped the beers, "Chad, umm, no, we both would like to know what it says about having sex with another man, or men." Ryan stated. Dan's head snapped up to look at his son. "What!" he almost yelled. "Chad would like to have sex with another couple." Ryan said. "And who is this couple?" Dan asked, as he took a drink of his beer. "You and Dad," I mumbled out. "What!" Dan yelled, jumping up and spraying beer all over me. I jumped a mile, and ran to the bathroom; I did not want my ass beat. "Chad," Ryan yelled after me. I heard Ryan yell, "Dammit, dad, you scared him," just as I shut the door. After a few minutes, I heard a soft knock on the door. "Pet, you just shocked him; he's not mad," Ryan said into the bathroom door. "Come on, pet, unlock the door," Ryan begged; I was washing the beer off my face and chest. It was a few minutes later when I heard, "Chad, come on out, love." it was Dan. "I'm surprised; not mad," he said. I opened the door just a little; he was standing across the hall leaning against the wall with a worried look on his face. He gave me a smile as I stepped out into the hall; I glanced around to see Ryan. "He went to the store for me, love," Dan said. "Come, sit, so we can talk about this little fantasy you are having," he said, as he headed to the sofa. I followed, and sat on the floor beside his feet. "Love, I can't talk to your head; up here, please," he said, as he patted the spot beside him. I sat on the spot where he patted, and looked at my legs. He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face, so I could look into his eyes. "So you want to have sex with your dad and me?" he said; I nodded. "What brought this on, if I may ask?" he said; I shrugged my shoulders. "Come on, love; you had to think of it for some reason or another?" he said, lightly rubbing my cheek. "Well, it's just something I thought of. I mean, umm, oh, hell! I might as well go for the gusto. A few weeks ago, I thought Ryan was having sex with someone, so I bugged the room, and taped what was going on." Uncle Dan just sat there and listened to me. "And when I saw you and dad having sex, I just got this kinky idea of the four of us doing it," I told him. "Do you know what you are asking?" he asked me. "Yes, I am asking for my uncle to have sex with me and, if he allows it, maybe my dad. I know Ryan might be alright with this, `cause he mentioned that he wondered what it would be like to fuck an older man," I told him. Uncle Dan took my hand into his and placed it on his lap. His dick was hard; I could feel it though his jeans. "Do you know how long it took your dad to be able to take this down his throat and up his ass?" Dan said. I shook my head `no'. "Every single night for about two months, before he could stop crying that it hurt, and you want to just to jump on and ride? Baby, you only lost your virginity a few months ago," he said, as he stood up. What he did next was a total surprise. He stood up and undid his jeans; then he pulled out his cock and let me see it, "Baby, this is a lot bigger then Ryan's. I only nodded. He was right; Ryan was long and thick, but Dan was about nine inches, and really thick; he was as big around as a beer can. What I wanted to do was put it in my mouth and suck on it like I do Ryan, but Uncle Dan must have seen the lust, `cause he stepped back and put it in his pants. "Let me think about this; alright, love? I don't want to hurt you, but once I start to breed your ass, I will finish it, no matter how much you cry; but I don't want that; do you understand?" Dan said. "Yes, sir," I told him. "I'll let you know next Friday," he said, and gave me a kiss on the forehead; then he left. About ten minutes later, Ryan came in and sat beside me. "What did he say?" Ryan asked. "He'll let me know Friday," I told him. Ryan just smiled at me. "Does that mean a `yes'," I asked. Again, Ryan only smiled. `Yes', I thought, as I did a mental victory dance in my head. I couldn't concentrate at all; my mind was on what was going to happen on Friday. When I got home on Monday, I was so horny I could not stand it. Ryan was just as bad, `cause as soon as he walked in the door, he had me nailed to the wall! He not only had my thong off, he was in me like a flash; all I felt was a sharp pain, and then pleasure. He fucked me hard, not thinking of the noise we were making when my body slammed into the wall several times. Then he turned me around, and laid me over the back of the sofa, and pounded me hard; so hard that the sofa moved forward every time he thrust into me. I shot my load on the back of the sofa, while Ry shot his into me. He pulled out, pulled up his pants, and went into the bathroom. I lay over the sofa, panting like crazy. Tuesday, after school, we were headed over to my parent's house that night for dinner. So I thought I could get some laundry in while we where there. I pulled the sheet off the bed; once a month, I flip the mattress over so we don't wear out one side. As I flipped the thing over, something hit my foot; I didn't think anything of it, until I started to make the bed, and on the floor I found the big vibrator my uncle used up my dad's ass. I had forgotten all about it that one night. I rolled it over in my hands, and glanced at the end. There was a dial; all it had on it was an arrow that went from a small point to a big one. I started to turn the knob, and the thing started to hum in my hand. The more I turned it, the faster it hummed or vibrated. I turned it off and quickly made the bed, and then took the toy, found some lube, and went to the other room with it. I dropped my thong to the floor, and placed the vibrate in-between the sofa cushions. I lay on my back, and quickly lubed up my ass by using two fingers, then three. I stood up, parted my ass cheeks, and sat on the head of the thing, like I do Ry sometimes. Oh, god, did it hurt! I clamped my teeth shut, and sat again. This time, I shoved it up my ass hard enough that it took my breath away. I gasped out and tried to focus on something besides the pain. When it finally subsided, I reached under me to see how much I had in me, and it was only about a quarter of the way in my ass. I heard the door open; my head spun around to see Ryan standing at the door. "What the hell are you doing?" Ryan asked. I just sat there with this thing up my ass; I was not able to say anything. "Is this what they mean when they say go fuck yourself?" Ryan asked, as he shut the door. "Stand up," he said, and I did; the dildo was hanging out my ass. I felt Ryan's hand on my back, and I felt it when he grabbed the dildo. "You're bleeding," he said, as he pulled it out. Ryan then had me lean forward, and he looked at my ass to see if I did any major damage. "Pet, what the hell where you trying to do?" he asked, as he looked at the dildo. "I wanted to see if I could take one that size, `cause your dad is about that size," I told him. "Yes, he is, but he would never just ram it into you without you being prepared to take it," Ryan said. "And if I had not of stopped this, you probably would have torn your up inside so bad, he could not do it this weekend," he said. I felt bad; I really wanted to get fucked by that thing so I could see what it was like getting fucked by my uncle, before we actually did anything. We went over to my parent's house for dinner like planned; Dad didn't say anything to us about what we talked about with Dan the other night. Ryan said it was probably because he didn't know about it yet. On our way home from dinner, Ryan's phone beeped; he looked at it and smiled. "You're not going to like this, Pet," he said, as he handed me the phone. I looked at the message "No f-ing tis wk. D'. If you don't read text messages real good, it said "No fucking this week, D." I just growled; yeah, I was not going to be a happy camper if I couldn't get fucked by my Ry at least once a day. "He didn't say anything about sucking," I said, giving Ryan a sexy grin. This was going to be hell; I could not get fucked, and Ryan could not fuck me; so both of us were going to be in a pissy mood. Wednesday night came; I was on the Yahoo with my buddy, when my uncle's name came up. Dan: Chad, is Ry at home? Me: yes, want me to get him? Dan: yes, please. "Ryan, your dad wants you on the computer," I shouted out from the room, Ry came in and slapped me upside the head. "Dude, you don't yell out like that," he said, as he looked over my shoulder. I just rubbed the spot that he smacked. "Get up, so we can talk," he ordered, I quickly told my buddy I was chatting with, that I'd be back, and then got up. Ry: yeah, dad, what you need? Dan: you boys still want to do what you said? Ry looked at me, and I nodded. Ry: yes. Dan: Chad understands that you and I have complete say so in this; he has no say in anything after we get started, right? Ryan looked at me; I again nodded my head `yes'. Ry: yeah, he's cool with it. Dan: good. Meet us at the cabin after school. I will have everything we need. Just bring your pillows and blankets. It will be the four of us at the cabin. Ry: all right. We both get out at noon this Thursday, so we should be there before dark, or a little after. Dan: do you have a four-day weekend? Ry: yes Dan: that's even better. See you both then." And that was that. "Well, you asked for it," Ry said, as he got up from the computer. "Why does he want to be at the cabin? Why not here?" I asked. Ryan turned around and smiled at me. "'Cause no one can hear the screaming up there," Ry said, and then left. I was about ready to tell Uncle Dan to forget it. "Bed, Pet," Ry said, as he stood in the doorway. Don't worry about it, love," he said, giving me a smile. Thursday, Ryan met me at the school. I jumped in the car and gave him a quick kiss, and patted his leg. Ryan smiled, and started the car. As we headed out of town, I looked over at him, and he gave me a sly grin. "Don't we need to pack?" I asked. "Nope; I came home after second period and did it all. The only things we need are pillows and blankets," Ryan said. "What about clothes?" I asked him. He shook his head. "Dad has everything we need," he smiled. "Remember Pet, you asked for this.