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Back Then
by Patrick Buckley (no address provided)
***
A boy of 14 has multiple older sex partners, including
his father. There is also a bestiality scene at the end.
(M+/m-teen, ped, 1st, reluc, inc, beast, ws)
***
Chapter One:
I was born in 1958. At the age of fourteen, I had led
the most ordinary life. That was soon to change rather
dramatically.
My father Mike and mother Catherine had gotten married
rather young. They had met when my mother was finishing
high school, and as I would later learn, were forced to
marry after I was conceived. My dad was twenty two at
that time, and my mother eighteen. In those days, you
did "the right thing", and took responsibility for your
actions. Growing up, I never remember them ever being
affectionate with one another. They barely spoke to one
another at all. My father and I spoke rather seldom. My
mother at least engaged me in a sort of conversation
from time to time, which was not very stimulating, even
for a fourteen year old.
My parents bought a smallholding outside a little town
shortly after I was born. My dad liked his privacy, and
was also into the natural way of life, long before it
became fashionable. He grew vegetables and minimal
crops. We also had two cows, and around fifty or so
chickens that formed the mainstay of our protein needs.
All produce requirements we needed were home grown.
Both my parents had fairly good jobs in the neighbouring
town, and the agricultural requirements on our
smallholding were taken care of by Steve. He and my
father had a remuneration arrangement in this regard.
Steve did not live with us, but spent Monday to
Saturdays on the farm.
I always liked Steve very much. He was a very pleasant
guy in his mid-thirties. He was a tall and slender, with
a fairly handsome face. He was rather scruffy looking
and can only be described as your typical redneck. His
hair was shoulder length, and he always looked like he
could do with a bath. He was also moderately hairy. He
had a very sexy gait, and always walked like a person
without a care in the world. He was however a very hard
worker.
My mother was one of the beauty queens of her era in
high school. She was very attractive. Dad was also a
good looking man. He was 5'10", and my mom around 5'4".
Both had dark blond hair. Both had slender bodies, a
trait that I would inherit. Dad was moderately hairy,
and had a neatly cropped beard. I saw him nude on very
few occasions, and was impressed by his substantial
uncut package. I hoped that I would eventually take
after him in that regard. At fourteen my cock was
already six inches long, and I hope I would eventually
gain the extra two inches and girth that my father had
over me.
In the preceding couple of years my mother had not
really taken much care with her appearance, but
nonetheless still looked very good for a thirty two year
old. My parents had no social life. We never had
visitors, and all our family lived very far away. I can
only recall two visits by family members. As there we no
kids of my age during those visits, they were non-events
to me. Our weekly routine was as follows;
My mother would drop me off at school, and after school
I would walk to her work. I would do homework and amuse
myself till 4:30pm after which we would leave for home.
Mondays to Fridays our family would have dinner together
after which my mom and I would clean up and head off to
our bedrooms.
In summers my dad would sit on the porch smoking and
enjoying a beer or two. On Friday and Saturday evenings
dad would head off to the neighbours to the right of us
and spend the evening in their company. Often he would
only return the following day after an evening of
playing cards and drinking.
The neighbours on either side of us lived about one and
a half miles away. The neighbours to the left were an
old couple, and our interaction was negligible. To our
right dad's card playing buddies, Jeff and his son Joe
lived. Jeff was around forty three, and his son Joe was
nineteen. We periodically bumped into them in town.
Dad got on extremely well with them, but they barely
acknowledged my existence. They were really big guys.
Both were about six foot two, and had the largest hands
and feet I had ever seen on human beings. Their hands
were rough and looked like they permanently wore
baseball mitts.
Their boots always looked like they were taking strain
to contain their enormous feet. Size fourteen and a half
as I would later learn. They had broad faces with ample
lips. Both men were very hairy. They also had full
beards and were not concerned about fashion in any way.
They both had very deep voices. Jeff must have weighed
two hundred and twenty pounds, and Joe around two
hundred pounds. They scared the hell out of me. Jeff's
wife had passed away ten years before.
Chapter Two:
Shortly after I turned fourteen, mom started taking far
more care with her appearance. Her normal behaviour also
started to change. She seemed to be more secretive. This
carried on for a few months. One Friday afternoon she
collected me from school, having taken the day off from
work. After dropping me at school earlier she had
returned home to pack her belongings. She prepared
dinner for dad and me and when he got home asked me to
excuse them for a while. I went to my room confused.
After twenty minutes she entered my room and told me
that she would be leaving for good and that that I would
be staying with my dad. She hugged me and left saying
that dad would explain.
After five minutes I walked into the lounge to find my
father looking bewildered. After years in a loveless
marriage my mother had had enough. She had met the man
of her dreams and I was not part of the plan. Her new
love, Gary, had been transferred to a large city, and
they would be starting their new lives there together.
I would not see my mother again for the next six years.
She always phoned once a month, and on my birthday and
Xmas. Her and Gary married after my parents were
divorced and went on to have two kids of their own.
Ultimately I suppose, she was happy.
*
The night she left dad and I ate in silence, cleaned up,
and then headed for bed. Before dinner dad had phoned
our neighbours to explain the developments in our
household. He informed Jeff and Joe that he would not be
able to join them that evening or the following night. I
felt gutted and cried myself to sleep.
The following day my relationship with my father started
to mend after years of indifference. We went into our
small town and enjoyed a great breakfast. The rest of
that day we chatted more that we had in years. A huge
surprise for me was how well dad cooked. That night we
had a wonderful dinner. I joined dad on the porch for
the very first time ever.
At bedtime he hugged me for the first time I could ever
remember and I started to cry. When we went to bed he
pulled me into his bedroom, and said that I would be
sleeping with him that night. I fell asleep with his arm
around me. It felt wonderful. The following week my
school routine was altered very slightly.
Dad would drop me off at school in the mornings, and I
would join him at his work after school. This was a lot
more fun than at my mom's work as the guys in the
warehouse where my dad worked as foreman, made quite a
fuss over me. During the first week after my mother's
departure dad and I showered together for the first
time.
One week after my mother's departure dad and I were
sitting on the porch after dinner. I summoned the
courage to ask my dad why his relationship with my
mother had always been so bad. He sat for a long time
and looked at me intently. Only then did I realize how
beautiful my father's eyes were. They were grey with a
hint of blue. I had inherited mom's green eyes. He told
me that what he was about to explain to me could never
be repeated outside our home. He made me solemnly
promise that I would never repeat a word of our
conversation. I swore an oath to comply.
My father started to tell me that he was actually
homosexual and had always preferred sex with men. He
asked if I understood what he was trying to explain. I
nodded my head. Prior to dating my mother and even
after, he was regularly having sex with men. Social
pressure however had forced him into a relationship with
my mother who unfortunately fell pregnant. He tried his
best to adapt to this new life but found it very hard to
cope. After a few years of marriage the relationship
with my mother started to seriously deteriorate.
More recently he had been having a relationship with
Jeff and Joe, our neighbours. The card and drink
evenings were always a ruse for sexual activity. He no
longer wanted me to be in the dark and with mom gone; he
felt that it was time for him to play open cards.
He assured me that he would not force me into anything
and that I had nothing to worry about. What he did not
realize was that I had always been attracted to men. In
the previous two years those feeling had intensified
dramatically. When I imparted this information to him
the following morning at breakfast he was quite stunned.
Chapter Three:
Dad had made an arrangement for us to visit Jeff and Joe
the following evening. I was a little nervous but dad
assured me that I had nothing to worry about. Upon our
arrival I was a little shocked by the welcome that we
received. Jeff immediately hugged dad and started
kissing and groping him. Joe was a little more reserved
and we just stood watching the show with bemusement.
As I looked around it was clear that a womanly touch had
not graced their home in a very long time. The house was
in masculine overload and hummed of male perspiration.
The indifference I had felt from our neighbours
previously was also gone, as both Jeff and Joe hugged
and kissed me and made me feel very welcome.
Personal hygiene did not appear to be of great
importance to the two of them, but I found that quite a
turn-on being essentially a farm boy. We all moved to
the porch where the three men smoked cigarettes and
drank beer. Joe soon started the fire for our barbeque
and I joined and chatted to him while he went about his
work. While we were attending to the fire dad and Jeff
disappeared. The fire would take another hour or so.
During that time Joe and I spoke about all kinds of
shit.
I asked Joe about his relationship with his dad. He told
me that they had started a sexual relationship when he
was ten. He had always known about his dad's preference
for men even before his mother died. He also knew that
his dad was regularly having sex with guys and it did
not worry him. His mother had been a very difficult
person and he always loved his father far more. For him
it was a relief when his mother passed on and he and his
dad settled into their new lives.
Once the meat was on the fire dad and Jeff finally
reappeared, and soon we were enjoying a wonderful meal.
We ate, chatted and savoured the delicious food. The
guys smoked, drank and laughed. What a great evening. At
around ten I was taken upstairs and put to bed in Joe's
room. The bed was enormous.
I could also tell that doing laundry was not a great
priority in this household. The sheets had a very well
used smell and the room smelt overpoweringly masculine.
Joe soon excused himself and left the room.
I listened to erotic sounds from down the passage and
could only imagine what was going on. As I lay awake I
masturbated to sounds from next door and the masculine
odour emanating from the bed. An hour later Joe returned
to his room and got into bed next to me. I could smell
the intense body aroma emanating from him.
I had never had sexual contact with anyone before and
was overcome with horniness. When he realized I was
awake he turned on the bedside lamp and looked at me. He
gave me a very sweet smile. I must have seemed really
puny to this brawny stud.
He put his huge hand on my head and asked if I was okay.
I nodded yes before he turned the light off. Shortly I
felt his beard touching my ear as he gently kissed me,
giving me the most erotic experience in my entire life.
The after-sex smell Joe exuded completely overwhelmed
me. He whispered in my ear that we were going to take
things very slowly. He placed his lips over mine and we
kissed for a very long time. He then put his arm over me
and caressed me with his huge rough hand. We fell asleep
shortly afterwards.
*
I awoke in the morning as Joe got out of bed and headed
for the bathroom. I finally got my first real look at
him and was stunned by what I saw. If my dad's package
was substantial, Joe took cock size to a whole new
level.
Like dad and I, Jeff and Joe were also uncut. I would
later learn that Jeff's foreskin was totally non
retractable. Joe could retract, but his foreskin was
very tight so he hardly ever pulled it back as he found
it uncomfortable. Both guys had very thick cocks.
A new dynamic came to the fore when we joined dad and
Jeff in the kitchen for coffee the following morning. It
appeared that clothing was totally nonessential in this
household, and we subsequently drank our coffee in the
nude. This was very difficult for a horny fourteen year
old, and I spent all my time trying to disguise my hard-
on. The three men were very affectionate with one
another. They kept rubbing up against each another and
kissing and fondling. It was very apparent that a
special bond existed between them.
I was further embarrassed by a discussion about who
would "break me in". Thankfully Joe came to my rescue
and said that he would do so. Smiles and knowing looks
broke out all around as dad and Jeff realized how
smitten I was with Joe.
Chapter Four:
Dad and I left after coffee to take care of the animals
on our farm. Jeff and Joe would be coming over at twelve
to join us for lunch. On the way back to our plot dad
enquired about my state of mind. I told him I had never
been happier in my life. He reminded me that going
forward; we would be sharing sexual experiences in
future. I was a little apprehensive as Jeff still scared
me somewhat.
After the guys arrived at twelve we had lunch. After
dining, dad and Joe left for the bedroom to my dismay.
Jeff invited me to sit on his lap while they were gone
and I apprehensively did so. Unlike dad and Joe, Jeff
had a longer beard. He kissed and caressed me gently and
I finally got to feel another person's cock. It was
awesome and I played with his cock until he came in my
mouth.
The smell of his cock was very strong. I also never
realized that a man could produce so much cum. He had
the biggest balls of the three men, so the huge amount
of cum was hardly a surprise.
He was also the hairiest of the three men. Nothing was
forced and it was all very comfortable. All my fears
about Jeff were gone. After dad and Joe returned we sat
and spoke for a while. Before our neighbours left for
home Joe pulled me aside and kissed me for a long time.
My discontentment from earlier evaporated.
I am sure that Jeff found our experience rather
uninteresting. To his credit he had just let things go
with the flow. Later I would experience a far more
vigorous side to his nature. It had finally happened. I
had had my first sexual experience. The second point of
significance was that from then onwards, all sexual
activity between us was no longer private. We would
mostly play together as dad had forewarned.
The following week would be the last week before my
summer vacation which would last for six weeks. Dad
explained that I would work with Steve during my
holidays. He wanted me to start getting a better
understanding of farm life. I was also instructed in the
art of douching, and made a point of doing so regularly
from then on.
*
Friday finally arrived and school was over. We drove
over to the neighbours late that afternoon. We stripped
and hung our cloths at the door as we entered the house.
In the middle of the lounge the guys had put a large
mattress. After an all-round hug and fondle dad grabbed
a beer. Jeff asked if I was excited about getting my
arse fucked, and I shyly I nodded my head to roars of
laughter from the three men.
Jeff lay down on the mattress and told me to lie on top
of him with my legs to either side of his body. He
placed his arms around me and held me tightly. Dad sat
to the side as Joe took up his position behind me. I
felt lube being applied to my backside and then a thick
finger entered my arse. It was less painful than I
thought.
Soon a second finger entered, and that got my attention.
After a while this too became more pleasant. Joe gently
starting agitating and opening his fingers inside of me.
All this time I was enjoying the smell from Jeff's very
ripe arms pits.
With his other hand Joe started slapping my arse. I
found the first two or three slaps a little unpleasant.
By the forth slap I was overcome with horniness and
couldn't wait for number five. I was so preoccupied with
the slaps that I did not realize when a third finger was
added. Joe then moved right behind me, and started to
penetrate me as he continued slapping my arse.
The penetration was slow and he would pause frequently
to allow me time to adjust to his penis. After a few
minutes he was balls deep in my backside. It hurt like
hell and I wasn't sure which hurt more, my arse hole, or
my very bright red backside that had been slapped silly.
The slapping stopped and I soon adjusted to Joe's very
large cock. Joe eventually lifted me off Jeff without
pulling out of me. Jeff moved from his former position
and directly on to dad who was lying on his back next to
us. Jeff lifted my dad's legs and entered him. I was
placed face down on the mattress.
Joe now lay on top of me with his full weight. He pushed
his arms under my arms then placed his hands together on
top of my head thereby pinning me down completely. His
legs pushed my legs wide apart, as he started fucking me
while varying his thrusts.
The sounds from our bedfellows made everything even more
erotic as my father whimpered like a baby, and Jeff
grunted like a wild animal. After several minutes Joe
lifted his weight onto his hands, and started thrusting
into me mercilessly. He grunted loudly as he seeded my
arse. As he pulled out of me he must have gestured to
his dad because Joe was immediately replaced by Jeff.
Jeff's extra weight almost winded me as Jeff got right
into his stride without hesitation. He also put his arms
through under my arms, but unlike Joe, his huge hands
cupped my head tightly. He started licking and nibbling
my ear as he grunted loudly. Every now and then he with
spit on my face and rub it in all over my head. To the
one side of us, Joe was sitting on my father's chest
while he pissed into my dad's mouth. I now understood
why the mattress had such a strong urine smell.
Jeff eventually got to his knees lifting me up with him.
With his arms tightly around me, he continued fucking me
while kissing and licking my neck. Joe now stood in
front of me, and placed my hands around his thighs as he
pushed his cock into my mouth. Dad lay between Joe's
open legs, and started sucking me off. Being in horny
overload, I came within a minute.
As Joe and dad moved away from us, Jeff once more placed
me flat on my stomach and pummelled my arse. Within
seconds he started coming in me while grunting
furiously. We lay their like that for a minute or two
before I suddenly felt warm liquid spraying into my
bowels, as Jeff pissed into me. I was afraid my stomach
would burst, but luckily the waterfall finally stopped.
He slowly pulled out of me, and I concentrated
frantically to keep the liquid from pouring out of me. I
needed to get to the toilet urgently and hurriedly made
my way there.
Chapter Five:
Jeff was busy in the kitchen when I returned, and barked
instructions to me about proper sexual etiquette. I was
told to clean my father's arse, and Joe's cock. As I
licked dad's arse, I got to enjoy Joe's cum at the same
time. After thoroughly cleaning dad, I moved to Joe's
cock. I really got a very good look at his penis. From
the outline of his foreskin I could see that he had a
very large cock head that was about three inches long.
Jeff and Joe also had cocks that were much darker and
covered in veins. After cleaning his cock and balls, I
begged him to retract his foreskin. I was warned that if
he did I would have to lick it clean. I promised I would
do so no matter how dirty it was. He lifted his one
eyebrow as if to give me a final warning.
His cock was stiff after my cleaning, a necessity
apparently when retracting his foreskin. Because the
foreskin was very tight it would not pull back when his
cock was flaccid. He started pulling the skin back and
the head popped out from its tight confinement. The
smell was intense as I had been warned. The head was a
strange purplish colour and looked bigger than it did
with the skin over it. Surprisingly there was very
little cock cheese.
I started licking and cleaning and once finished was
ordered to apply lots of spit to the head of his cock.
Holding the shaft of his cock tightly he then pushed the
head back into its sleeve. The skin immediately closed
around the head as before with an overhang that hung
slightly off the front of his dick. His cock also had a
slight downward curve unlike dad and me. Our cocks
looked like upturned bananas.
I was about to get up when Joe told me the job was not
yet finished. He turned around and instructed me to
clean his butt. There and then I would develop a
lifelong addiction to the funk of sweaty arse fumes. It
would always be one of my favourite odours. After my
task was completed Jeff beckoned me to join him in the
kitchen for a hug. With help from my dad dinner was well
on its way.
Joe replaced his dad in the kitchen, and Jeff and I
moved to the lounge. I got to my knees and started
licking Jeff's cock. This is when I learnt that his
foreskin could not retract. The outline of his cock head
was also not as big as his sons. Jeff's cock seemed to
taper slightly towards the front.
It was much uglier than his son's with very large
protruding veins almost covering his entire dick. Some
would call his cock ugly, but to me the combination of
his big cock and huge balls, was a magnificent sight to
behold. His cock also had a more pronounced downward
curve than his son's.
The smell of his genitals was also funkier than Joe's.
There was a stale piss odour emanating from the front of
his cock. It was not however off-putting. I managed to
stick my finger about an inch into his foreskin and had
great fun running my finger around his cock head under
the hood. My finger really stank after that. I finished
off my job in the front and as expected he turned
around.
Jeff was not as clean as his son, and the smell of his
crack was very musty. I thought of chickening-out but
did not want to cause embarrassment. I just got stuck in
and licked like crazy. Oddly, I got very turned on by
this responsibility. As I was finishing off he turned
around and threw me onto the mattress on my back and
with my legs wide apart. His full weight and beer gut
almost knocked the wind out of me. With his arms under
my arms as before he locked my head in a vice grip and
started kissing me very hard.
Another thing I would realize about Jeff was that he had
an enormously thick and long tongue. His tongue felt
like a prehistoric giant slug as it went to work all
over my face, and in my mouth. Soon I was gasping for
air.
Thankfully he would lift his head from time to time so
that I could breathe some fresh air. He would then again
cover the bottom half of my face with his mouth and
overactive tongue. He was also sweating profusely, and
it felt like I was in a bath. His arms pits had also
progressed from ripe, to overripe. He lifted his head,
and started spitting huge tobacco and beer flavoured
globs into my mouth.
This coupled with streams of sweat were sending me into
sexual overdrive. I was in piggy heaven. He lifted up
slightly and placed one of his damp armpits over my
mouth. I licked for all I was worth. The other armpit
shortly followed. After that he lifted my one leg and
pushed his cock straight into me. I almost passed out
from the pain.
After a minute or two the pain subsided, and I became
aware of his huge balls slapping my arse loudly. As he
got close to the point of no return, he jumped up and
started shooting cum all over my face. Once finished, he
lay on top of me again and the "slug" again went to work
all over my face.
We smelt like animals once done. Jeff walked to the
bathroom and returned with a towel. He first dried me
off and then did the same to himself. Dinner was ready
and we were soon enjoying good wholesome food. After
dinner dad and I left for home. I was too tired to
shower and simply got into bed. As I drifted off all the
smells from the raunchy evening hung over me. What a day
this had been.
Chapter Six:
The following morning I did shower as I couldn't let
Steve smell me reeking of sex. When he arrived, it
struck me that he most probably would not have noticed.
Steve was not a walking advertisement for personal
hygiene. He had the roughest and dirtiest hands I have
ever seen on a person. Fortunately his nails were always
clipped very short so there was very dirt.
Dad explained to him that we would be working together
during the following weeks. Steve was very pleased to
have an assistant and said that we would get along just
fine. Now that my mother had left, Steve was also told
that the three of us would have breakfast together in
the mornings from then on. I think that he was extremely
pleased about this new development.
Dad had a few errands to run in town, and I elected to
join Steve with my new duties. I had never really
engaged him in conversation before. My mom disliked him,
and was not keen on my mixing with him. He also did not
like her. It was clear however that he adored my father.
Steve had also owned a smallholding years before but had
lost everything because of the "drink". He no longer
touched alcohol, but I think the "weed" kept him very
happy. He lived in a one bedroom unit in town that my
dad paid for. Unfortunately the house where he lived had
been recently sold and he was not sure if the new owners
would allow him to stay on once they moved in. A
disastrous marriage years before had caused his drinking
problem.
His wife had left him shortly after they lost their
property due to his love affair with alcohol. He then
got a job at the warehouse where dad worked but also
lost that when he arrived at work drunk once too often.
He managed to clean up his act, and shortly after that
started working on our smallholding.
He was very knowledgeable and taught me a great deal
that first morning. He was also great fun to be with.
Shortly before lunch dad arrived home and we all ate
together. At lunch I told dad about Steve's
accommodation dilemma. My dad assured Steve that we
would work something out, and that he was not to worry.
At around three thirty, Steve got on his bicycle and
left for his home. I was told that we would not be
seeing Jeff and Joe that evening because they had a
cousin staying the night. The cousin would however be
heading off early the next morning so Jeff and Joe would
be around to us for lunch on Sunday.
*
That night dad and I had supper quite early. At around
nine dad and I headed off to bed. My father asked me to
join him in his bedroom. That was the first time we one-
on-one sex. Sex with dad was far less hectic than with
Jeff and Joe and the change of pace was very pleasant.
He fucked me three times that night.
The following day we received an early phone call from
Joe. Their cousin had decided to stay one more night,
and we would therefore not be seeing them for lunch. It
was slightly disappointing, but not the end of the
world. Dad decided that we should have a good look at
the loft in the barn. If Steve's situation with the new
owners was not resolved, we could accommodate him at our
home. I thought it was a great idea.
Steve could always use our bathroom in the house, not
that that would be a priority for him. Dad and I both
chuckled about this. Although the barn was well
insulated we reasoned that we could lodge him in our
house during winter when things got really extreme. One
of our couches in the lounge converted into a bed so
there would be no problem.
That night dad and I headed off for our respective
bedrooms. After the events of the prior few days, I was
very pleased to be in bed early and get a good night's
sleep. I was really enjoying my new life.
Chapter Seven:
Steve arrived around seven the next day. At breakfast
dad told him about the accommodation arrangement that we
had come up with on Sunday, and Steve could hardly
contain his excitement. It was decided there and then
that irrespective of the new owner's decision, he would
move in with us shortly. That day dad ordered a new bed
and linen for the loft, which arrived that Wednesday.
My father also found a few extra pieces or furniture at
a second had shop that upgraded the loft into quite a
nice apartment, gas stove and all. Steve was totally
overwhelmed when he finally moved in on Thursday. To see
a grown man cry like that was very humbling, and we all
hugged one other. I was very proud of my father, with
whom I was now having sex regularly.
From the beginning of the week I had seen Steve's cock
frequently while we worked together, and it was very
impressive. Pissing to him was a very naturel thing. He
would simply whip it out, and piss whenever he got the
urge. I am sure he caught me looking far too curiously
on a few occasions, but said nothing. On Friday he
stunned me as I was again staring at his very impressive
organ. He asked if I liked what I saw.
I tried to hide my embarrassment, but he did not relent.
He put his dirty hand on my shoulder and told me that he
believed I liked men. I coughed and spluttered, but he
just laughed. He asked me outright if my dad and I were
having a sex, and I just nodded before thinking. He
assured that he had no problem with that. So much for my
oath to dad!
He pushed me down onto my knees, unzipped, and soon his
uncut cock was snaking its way into my mouth. His cock,
although nine inches, was thinner than Jeff and Joe's
and slid down my throat more easily. The slight downward
curve also worked brilliantly in that regard. I finally
learnt to relax my throat muscles completely, and
enjoyed being face-fucked by him.
The smell of his crotch was overpowering, and it was
clear that Steve seldom bathed or showered. His balls
were also huge and hung very low. His equipment was
surrounded by a very substantial bush of hair. Very soon
I could hear from his heavy breathing that he was about
to cum. He did, and matched Jeff in volume as his spunk
shot down my throat.
I was fucking horny now, and surprised him by asking if
I could lick his arse. He slowly turned and as I opened
his arse cheeks I got quite a fright, as Steve was
obviously not into wiping very well. His butt was dirty
and stank. Having initiated this event however, I just
put my mouth on his hole and licked for all was worth.
I had never heard a grown man groan like this. Glancing
down at his underwear during our session explained
everything, as his underpants were filthy. The skid
marks and piss stained front were awesome. As I finished
cleaning him I asked if I could keep his underpants. He
told me that they were the only ones he had, but if I
got him another pair I could have these.
By now he was horny again and fucked me for a second
time. The narrower cock also felt very comfortable in my
arse. This time the fuck lasted longer. When we finished
I turned around to clean him off, remembering my sexual
etiquette obligations. When I pulled his very full
foreskin back I did however get another shock, as his
cock head was covered in dick cheese.
He looked apologetic, but I assured him that it was fine
and licked him clean as I shot my load onto the floor.
To end off, I licked his hairy rank arm pits. We
continued to work till dad got home.
My father had bought an instant meal for Steve which he
warmed up for him. I took a shower before we left for
Jeff and Joe. I also asked dad if I could give Steve a
pair of his underpants, as he only had one pair. My
father had no problem with that, and in fact gave me
three pairs to give to him. Steve smiled and gave me his
old pair which I put in a safe place in my room. Shortly
afterwards we departed for Jeff and Joe's house
Chapter Eight:
On our way to the neighbours, I thought about Steve and
the afternoon we had enjoyed. The next five weeks were
going to be great. As we drove up to Jeff and Joe's
house, my father let out quite a sigh. When I asked him
what the matter was, he pointed to a pick-up that was
parked in the parking area at Jeff and Joe's house. It
belonged to a man called Frank. Frank use to visit a few
times a year, and would always join in the sexual
activity. My father did not like him at all. As we
entered the house and stripped off, Frank came into
view.
He was huge! Frank was roughly the same height as Jeff
and Joe, but must have weighed three hundred pounds. He
was gross. Apart from the fat body, Frank had the worst
skin I had ever seen on a human being. It was apparent
that he had had very bad acne as a youngster. His face,
chest and back bore the scars.
As if nature had not been unkind enough, he was really
ugly. He had a huge bulbous nose, thick fat lips, and
piggy slit eyes. He had extremely fat hands and feet.
Mother Nature could a real bitch at times. Frank's cut
cock was not extremely long, but very thick. It was
about eight inches, and looked like a baseball bat with
a grapefruit stuck on the end of it.
Shortly after our arrival dinner was served. During
dinner Frank kept staring at me, and made me feel quite
uncomfortable. After soup, the main course was served.
Shortly after dessert followed. As we all finished our
meal a strange thing happened. Dad, Jeff and Joe got
really sleepy. When we sat in the lounge one after the
other they fell asleep, and only Frank and I remained
awake. Naively I assumed that they had all had a heavy
day and smiled at Frank apologetically.
Shrugging Frank said that he had never seen the other
parts of their house, and asked me for a conducted tour.
Naturally I obliged. When we finally arrived in the main
bedroom I knew I was in trouble when he closed and
locked the door.
He grabbed and threw me on the bed, and before I could
say a word he was on top of me. With his bulk I could
hardly breathe, as he began kissing me very hard. After
a while, he spun me around onto my stomach. Holding me
down by my neck repeatedly slapped my arse really hard.
I started crying which only turned him on even more.
Soon I felt his fingers pushing into my arse. I begged
for him to stop, but he just laughed and told me to shut
up. With one hand on the back of my head he continued
slapping my arse furiously as I screamed into the
pillow. Soon afterwards I felt his huge cock head
touching my arsehole.
As he started painfully forcing his fat cock into my
arse, I thought I was going to die. Once in, I felt his
massive body collapse onto me. Without hesitation he
started pumping his cock into me, before coming several
minutes later. Relieved, I could not wait for him to get
off me.
Unfortunately, he just kept lying on top of me. After a
few minutes my heart sank as he again started thrusting
into me. He barked that this session would take a lot
longer. True to his word, round two took twenty
exhausting minutes. As he got off me I ran for the door
but realized that he had taken the key.
He pulled me away from the door administering vicious
slaps to my arse, before shoving me on to the bed on my
back. Round three was about to get underway. His body
immediately pinned me down as he started slapping my
face while entering me. Again my pleading heightened his
excitement. After twenty gruelling minutes he came. I
prayed my ordeal was finally over.
Sadly round four followed a few minutes later. I was
firstly taken to the shower where he pissed down my
throat. He then made me lie down in the shower as he
rubbed his fat arse all over my face while farting
continuously. The smell was disgusting. I was then
dragged back to the bedroom where he again fucked my
arse from behind. This time thankfully it only lasted
ten minutes.
Upon leaving he told that he had drugged the other three
men. He advised me that I should join them downstairs
and awake in the morning, acting as if nothing had
happened. If I snitched on him he would pass on
information to the authorities that would put my dad,
Jeff and Joe in prison. He asked me if I understood. I
nodded. Then he left. After showering I joined the
others and fell asleep.
Chapter Nine:
When we awoke on Saturday morning Frank had left a note
to thank Jeff and Joe for a lovely evening. He
apologized for leaving early. All the guys were quite
groggy, and a little confused. Dad and I left for home
after a cup of coffee. My arse was really sore, and when
we got home I told my dad that I was not feeling great.
I headed for my bedroom to sleep.
Around twelve-thirty, I went downstairs and joined my
father and Steve for lunch. Dad was quite concerned over
me. I assured him I would be fine, and just needed to
take it easy for the rest of the day. We had been
invited to the neighbours for dinner again that evening,
but dad said that he would cancel the arrangement. I
begged him not to cancel, and visit the guys alone as
planned. Steve promised to keep an eye on me.
Dad prepared food for Steve and me before he left at six
o'clock. At dinner I told Steve about the previous
evening. He was really pissed off, and comforted me. I
knew my dad would not be back till morning, and asked
Steve if he would sleep with me.
We went to my bedroom at nine and got into bed. Steve
held me tightly and kissed me. As sore as my arse was, I
asked him to fuck me. No further invitation was needed.
I lay on my stomach as he mounted me. His cock slid in
very comfortably. He must have fucked me for over an
hour and cum three times, before we fell asleep.
*
I awoke very early the following morning. Steve was also
awake, and lay there looking at me. He told me that he
needed a bath, with a naughty smile on his face. I
immediately attacked his arm pits. As I did so he pushed
one of his dirty fingers into my arse. My backside was
still full of cum. The he made me put my arse over his
face, and push out the loads he had shot into me hours
earlier. He then pushed me onto my back, and spat all
that cum into my mouth.
We kissed and shared his loads, before he squatted over
my face for an arse cleaning. While I licked his arse he
masturbated furiously, and soon shot his load into my
mouth. As I cleaned his cock he turned his body into a
sixty nine position, and sucked me off. I shot my load
in his warm mouth.
Steve and I got up walked to the bathroom as he needed
to piss badly. I convinced him to rather get into the
shower with me, so he could piss all over me and into my
mouth. I could tell from the exited look in his eyes
that we would be doing this frequently in future. We
showered together before Steve left for his barn loft.
Dad got home at around seven thirty, and Steve joined us
for breakfast. Afterwards Steve again left for his
apartment. Dad told me that guys were really missing me,
and that they had invited us for lunch if I was up for
it. I was definitely up for it, and around noon we
arrived at the neighbours.
We stripped out of our clothes and the usual kissing,
hugging and fondling took place. Maybe it was because I
had showered earlier, but I got the impression that Jeff
and Joe were ever riper than usual. In fact, my father
was also giving off quite a pong. He had not showered
when he arrived at our home earlier that morning.
It appeared that we would first be having lunch before
the fun began. The guys drank their beers as usual, and
for the first time I was allowed one. I really did not
like the taste much but put on a show of enjoyment to
please all the men. After lunch were washed up and
cleared the dishes. I was then told that the action
would be taking place in the barn that day. The house
was locked, and we all moved to the barn.
We entered the barn, and the barn door was bolted shut.
The two horses that were housed in the barn were in the
fields for the day. Inside the barn they had placed a
very large groundsheet on the floor. On top of that the
old mattress had been placed, covered in a thick black
plastic sheet.
Chapter Ten:
We initially paired off. Joe and I on the one side of
the mattress, and Jeff and dad on the other. Joe lay on
top of me as we kissed, and Jeff and dad followed suite.
After a while Jeff started to arrange the action. Our
foursome that day would take my former encounters with
the guys to a much raunchier level. I was turned onto my
stomach, and dad was instructed to get on top of me. As
dad entered me, Joe moved to the front of me with his
legs spread wide. Joe then pushed his cock into my
mouth. My arms were on Joe's thighs as I licked and
sucked his dick.
Jeff then got onto his knees behind dad, and entered my
father's arse. Jeff held dad upright with his huge arms
around dad's chest, while he kissed and licked my
father's neck. Jeff was now supplying all the momentum
we needed. After ten minutes, Jeff and Joe swapped
positions. I started sucking Jeff off and cleaned all
the funk of the previous evenings butt-fucking that my
father had received, off Jeff's dick.
Once I had cleaned Jeff's cock, he forcefully started
face-fucking me. Hard as I tried, I could only take
three quarters of his cock in my mouth. The last few
inches were just too much. After ten minutes, Joe pulled
dad off me and fell backwards with dad on top of him.
With Joe's cock still in my father's arse, Jeff
announced they were now about the give me a great show.
On his knees he moved between dad and Joe's open legs. I
could not believe my eyes as Jeff inserted his cock into
dad's hole, right next to Joe's cock and started double-
fucking my father. Dad howled like a wolf.
Jeff then told me get behind them and to start licking
their balls, as they thrust into my father. I
immediately started licking as instructed. The smell
topped anything that I had smelled before. I licked the
ooze pouring out of dad's arse hungrily. Jeff's arse
hole was right above me. I alternated between his hole,
and the slimy discharge. All the while dad kept howling.
From the groans of the other two it became apparent that
Jeff and Joe would soon be seeding dad's arse. As their
grunts increased I stuck my tongue into Jeff's hole.
This took him over the edge, and both he and Joe started
unloading cock-snot into dad. Jeff pulled out of dad,
and immediately instructed me to clean his cock.
After cleaning Jeff's cock, dad climbed off Joe. I
scrambled over to clean Joe's cock and balls. Joe soon
lifted his legs and I got stuck into his crack. Joe's
butt was far funkier than the last time I had done this,
but I was so turned on that he did not matter. After
finishing off, Jeff announced that "feeding" time had
arrived. I was placed on my back before dad put his arse
above my face. He started spurting copious amounts of
goo into my mouth. From the amount I swallowed, I was
sure that the previous night's sperm was also in the
mix.
Once my father's arse had been thoroughly cleaned he lay
next to me. As Jeff and Joe then started pissing on us,
dad and I also let loose and piss sprayed everywhere.
Dad got up and joined the guys for a drink and smoke
break. I was told to remain on the mattress. All our
piss had accumulated around me, in the indentation where
I lay in the middle of the mattress.
After a few smokes and beers dad and I were taken to a
long table covered with a coarse blanket. Side by side
our bodies were pulled over the table, and our arms were
secured with ropes on the opposite side. Our tormentors
then produced two thick straps that were secured to a
handles. The straps were about four inches wide and
fifteen inches long. Dad and I howled as our arses got
relentlessly punished.
After a few minutes the slapping stopped. Jeff moved
behind me with Joe behind dad. Our arses were so sore by
now, that when their cocks entered us it was no big
deal. The fucking went on for another half an hour, with
the guys frequently swapping backsides. Jeff finally
unloaded into me and Joe into my father.
Chapter Eleven:
Another smoke and drinks break followed. We chatted for
the next half hour. The men all asked me how I was
coping. My smiling face said it all. We cleaned up our
mess, and went back to the house. We enjoyed delicious
cake with our coffee as we sat in the lounge. Dad then
mentioned that it was time for him and me to get be our
way. Joe surprised me by asking dad if I could spend the
night with him. Joe promised that he would return me
home very early the following morning, so I could attend
to my duties with Steve.
Dad left shortly afterwards, having agreed. We sat in
the lounge for a while before Jeff got up and announced
that he was going to take a nap. After he left, Joe and
I continued talking. He told me that he was very pleased
that I had joined the group. He said that he wanted some
one-on-one time with me, and that is why he had asked
dad to let me stay the night. I walked over to him, and
we kissed for a few minutes.
Soon after that he led me up to his bedroom. I was
placed on the bed before he closed his bedroom door. He
got on top of me and we continued kissing. Because of
his cock size, he turned me onto my stomach before
entering me. He fucked me solidly for half an hour.
After he finished, we fell asleep side by side.
At around 7pm Jeff called us down for supper, and we had
left-overs from lunch. After dinner we sat around and
spoke for the next hour or so. On our way to bed Jeff
grabbed my arm announcing that he was going to borrow me
for a while. Joe just shrugged as I was pushed into
Jeff's room.
Jeff immediately threw me on the bed and sucked Joe's
load out my arse. He quickly turned me over and spat
Joe's load into my mouth, before the "slug" then began
to assault me sloppily. On this occasion I was really
concerned that I might expire from asphyxiation. I kept
gasping from the lack of oxygen and his weight.
He was however a master of this technique, and as I was
about to black-out he would allow me enough air to
survive. He then started spitting huge chunks of gob
into my mouth, as rivers of sweat from his large body
poured over me. Soon my one leg was lifted, and his cock
hit the spot immediately. As he began to thrust, a very
wet armpit was placed over my mouth which stank far
worse than any time before.
Soon he moved his body position, and the other armpit
was placed over my mouth. He came five minutes later. As
he lay there sweating and panting, I left for the
bathroom and dried myself off.
When I got into bed next to Joe he asked me if I had
blacked-out. I replied that I had not. Joe told me that
when he was in his early teens, his father had not yet
mastered his technique, and Joe often blacked-out during
those sessions. Joe's expression then hardened before he
forced my head onto his cock. He was determined to push
his cock in all the way in. I had a feeling that he was
going to take his annoyance with his dad out on me. I
felt the back of my throat give as he went in balls
deep.
I wasn't sure that I would ever be able to speak again.
My jaw muscles ached as never before. By now he had
moved on top of me and kept face-fucking me harder and
harder. He would pull out so I could take in enough air,
then plunge straight back in. We heard the toilet
flushing across the hall during this commotion, and soon
his dad stood in the doorway. Jeff had an evil grin on
his face.
As he moved towards us Jeff immediately started taking
control. He and Joe became animalistic and both had a
wild look in their eyes. Joe pulled me off the bed in a
bear hug facing him. He then fell backwards at the edge
of the bed with me on top of him. From behind Jeff
pulled my arse down onto Joe's cock. Jeff moved up and
started to push his cock into me, right next to Joe's.
As I started screaming Jeff pulled my torso up and
hooked his big arm around my neck. I almost blacked-out.
With one arm around my neck, Jeff used his other hand to
slap my genitals ruthlessly. My hands tried to cover but
Joe held both my wrists to my sides in his huge hands.
The assault continued for five minutes by which time my
arse had become numb. Thankfully Jeff then started
seeding my arse. Once Jeff pulled out, Joe twisted our
bodies around and once more got on top of me. He
jackhammered into me viciously, and thankfully came a
few minutes later. As Jeff left, he summoned us to join
him in his bedroom.
Chapter Twelve:
Thankfully no further action took place during the
night. As I drifted off to sleep, I was amazed that my
jaw, throat and arse did not feel worse. When I awoke at
five the following morning I tried to get off the bed as
quietly as possible to go to the toilet. Jeff was awake,
and got up and followed me.
I needed to shit and so was rather embarrassed by his
presence. Once done he told me to turn and bend in front
of him so he could inspect my arse for damage.
Apparently my hole was very puffy and red, but he was
happy as he had not seen traces of blood. For some
inexplicable reason, I had a raging hard-on.
He then got on the toilet and let rip. The smell was
overwhelming. While he was shitting he pulled me in
close to him and kissed me. As I looked down, I saw that
his cock was also fully erect. He whispered into my ear
that he was very happy with the little piggy that had
joined their group. He led me to the shower and told me
to lie on my back before squatting over my face, with
his hands touching the wall. He kept lowering his arse
until it touched my face. He rotated his hips, and
smeared his arse over my entire face. I stuck my tongue
out and started licking.
From the second I saw his arse above me I furiously
masturbated and quickly shot my biggest load yet. Jeff
then got onto his hands and knees, and greedily licked
my entire load off me. He then moved to my face and gave
me the full "slug" treatment.
His eyes were sparkling. He told me that he had seen me
take his son's cock balls deep in my mouth the previous
evening, and I now he expected me to show him the same
curtesy. He placed a washcloth under my head, and in a
press-up position entered my mouth.
Very quickly his cock went all the way in. After a few
thrusts, he moved back onto his knees with his backside
lightly touching my chest. As he masturbated he let off
a loud long fart. We both laughed. As he farted again,
Joe joined us also laughing. Joe then started having his
morning piss, and sprayed all over Jeff and me. Jeff
soon started shooting his load all over my face.
Joe then got onto the toilet for his morning shit and
let rip, as Jeff licked my face clean. Joe joined us in
the shower, and bent down in front of me. As I licked
Joe's hole I was rewarded with an enormous fart in my
face, which got us all laughing. Joe then turned around
and told me he had a very special treat for me.
He pulled his tight foreskin back, and offered me his
cock covered in cock-cheese. I licked and ate lustily,
after which Joe started masturbating. His dad stood
behind him and started tweaking Joe tits very hard.
Within minutes he came all over me. We showered
together, dried-off, and got dressed. By seven o'clock I
was back home.
Chapter Thirteen:
After breakfast Steve and I resumed our duties. With
Steve around, dad and I did not speak about the previous
evening. At around ten when Steve and I went to the barn
for cold drinks, he asked me about the previous day. I
did not go into specifics, but acknowledge that I had
had sex with the neighbours.
Steve removed his t-shirt and shorts and walked towards
me, instructing me to undress. There was a huge old
chair that had always stood to one side in the barn. As
Steve pushed me down over the back of the chair with my
arse facing him, I pleaded with him not to fuck me as my
arse was just too sore from the previous evening. I
offered him a blow job instead.
When he looked at me quizzically, I explained that I had
been double-fucked by Jeff and Joe. He told me that he
wanted to see what my hole looked like. He spread my
cheeks and let out a sigh.
He spat a huge glob of spit onto his hand and started
rubbing my hole softly. Before I could think, he stuck
his cock straight into me. I begged him to take it out
but he just kept fucking me. He was incredibly strong,
and there was no way I could fight him off. He then
started raining verbal abuse down on me. He called me a
slut and a dirty little whore among all the other
insults he could muster.
This would become his modus operandi from here on. He
also became far more physical with me, slapping my arse
hard and pulling by head back by my hair. He pulled my
face close to his and spat on me, while continuing the
verbal abuse. With his other hand he tugged and squeezed
my genitals.
The more I pleaded, the rougher he became. After several
minutes he started unloading in my arse, as he pulled my
hips tight to him with both hands. Suddenly I felt my
insides filling up with hot piss. As he finished, he
leant over me and told me that that was where he would
be pissing from now on.
We got dressed, had a quick drink and continued with our
chores. At lunch time we went to the house and ate the
sandwiches dad had left for us. We resumed working after
lunch. At around three we headed back to the barn.
Strangely, the earlier piss had made my arse feel much
better. Maybe urine has healing qualities. From the look
I got as we entered the barn, I knew that round two with
Steve was on the way.
He immediately stripped, and told me to do the same. I
was pushed to my knees in front of him. Steve's dick was
like a cock cheese producing factory. I licked and
cleaned his cock. He bent forward over the back of the
chair, so I could resume my cleaning responsibilities.
As I cleaned him he let off a huge fart and when I
pulled my head back instinctively, I got verbally abused
for doing so. I immediately continued my duty and
endured two more farts.
Steve now put me on the front of the chair and pulled my
legs up. As he entered me the verbal abuse resumed
accompanied by an occasional slap across my face. He
also started sticking his dirty fingers in my mouth and
telling me to suck on them. After fifteen minutes he
came inside of me, before he pissed down my throat.
Chapter Fourteen:
After work as I was making my way back to the house when
the phone rang. Due to a disaster at the warehouse, dad
would not be home till at least 11pm that evening. He
told me to warm a large pie that he had in the
refrigerator for Steve and I. When Steve walked in the
house around at six-thirty, I informed him of
proceedings.
We ate the pie and chatted. Steve then asked me if I had
enjoyed our two sessions that day. I nodded. He said
that if anything got too heavy for me I should use his
full name; Steven, as an "out' word. I nodded. He
mentioned with a smile however, that he really disliked
his full name and hoped he would not be hearing it. I
nodded again.
Steve asked me about the double-fucking I had received
the previous day. I told him that I hoped it wouldn't
happen too often because Jeff and Joe's had huge cocks.
I went on to tell him that it would have been far more
comfortable if it happened with him and dad. He asked me
if I was going to tell dad about him and me.
When I asked him if he would mind, Steve just shrugged.
We washed the dishes and packed them away. He asked me
as to whether I wanted to join him in the loft for a
while. I answered in the affirmative before we walked
over to the barn.
As the two cows we owned were in the barn for the night,
Jeff and I went upstairs. As we undressed, he told me to
lie face down on the bed. He then expertly secured my
hands and feet to the four corners of his bed. He sat
lightly on my back facing my arse. Next he started
slapping my hole vigorously. As I started protesting the
verbal abuse resumed. He then got off, and fetched his
belt. He informed me that my father had given him
permission to whip me if I got out of hand.
The belt started raining down on my arse. The pain was
intense but manageable. After ten strokes he put the
belt aside and climbed onto me. He pushed straight in to
me, and started rhythmically fucking me. This carried on
for an hour. Amazingly I came twice during this period,
and Steve had cum three times. He was a total fuck-
machine. Naturally he pissed in me before untying me.
I walked back to the house and went straight to my
bedroom. I pushed out all his cum and piss into a
container I had in my room. Still horny, I drank all the
contents from the container. I lay on the bed with
Steve's dirty underpants over my face and masturbated. I
then fell asleep and did not hear dad when he returned
home. The following morning it was breakfast as usual.
On Tuesday and Wednesday Steve and I resumed our fuck-
breaks. On both days however a lunchtime fuck was
included. I was dreading having to go back to school
after the summer break.
After dinner on Wednesday I spoke to my dad about my
relationship with Steve, after Steve had departed for
the barn. My father looked very surprised, and said that
he would never have thought that Steve was into man-
love. I told dad that I was nuts about Steve, and hoped
he wasn't pissed off. Dad just smiled. Then he asked me
if I wanted Steve to live into the house with us. My
huge smile said it all. Dad said he would think about
it.
*
The following morning at breakfast dad surprised Steve
by asking him if he wanted to move into the house. Steve
looked a little confused. My father laughed, and told
Steve that he knew all about us. Steve looked a little
uncomfortable, but that soon turned to a smile when dad
walked over and gave him a long sloppy kiss.
Dad mentioned with a laugh that as he had a large king-
sized bed and that accommodating Steve wouldn't be a
problem at all. We all laughed. As dad left he said that
we shouldn't do anything that he wouldn't love to do
during the day. We all laughed again.
Steve grabbed me by my arm and took me to my bedroom. We
fucked like rabbits for a solid hour. After we finished
I asked him if he would wear his old underpants again
that day, as I wanted to "intensify the flavours".
Steve took the garment and walked to the bathroom. After
using the toilet he pulled the underpants up and rubbed
the seat of the underpants into his crack. He then
walked to the shower and started pissing with the
underpants on.
After he finished, he took the underpants off and hung
them on a hook in the bathroom. He then made me lie on
my back in the shower, before squatting over my body and
letting off a huge fart. He started calling me a dirty
fucking pig etc. before he rubbed his arse all over my
face. As I licked a few more farts followed. Shortly
afterwards we both got up and showered.
Chapter Fifteen:
Steve and I only had a quickie that day at lunchtime in
anticipation of that night's action. After supper the
three of us sat around talking. At eight-thirty we
headed off to dad's bedroom. We all stripped and got
onto the bed. Steve told my father what I had told him,
concerning my fantasy of being double-fucked by the two
of them. Steve then told my dad about my night with Jeff
and Joe.
Dad looked a little pissed-off, and said that he would
not let Jeff and Joe repeat that episode again for the
foreseeable future. He reluctantly agreed to double-fuck
me with Steve, but made it clear however that this could
only happen at most, once a week from here on.
Steve lay on his back, and pulled me on to him facing
downwards. After lubricating me up, dad pulled my arse
down onto Steve's cock. After a few minutes, my father
moved up behind me and started inserting his cock next
to Steve's. It was not nearly as painful as my Sunday
experience, but still hurt like hell as dad started
thrusting into me. As the pain subsided it started
feeling really great. After twenty minutes both men
unloaded into me. I was fairly exhausted and soon
drifted off to sleep.
*
When I awoke at around eleven, both men were missing
from the bed. I tiptoed to my room and saw that they
were fucking like crazy. I was very pleased, and decided
to go back to dad's bedroom and let them get to know one
another even better.
When I got downstairs in the morning they were drinking
coffee. It was clear that they were very taken with one
other, and I could not be happier. Before dad left he
told me that we would not be seeing Jeff and Joe that
evening, as they had a party to attend. We would however
be visiting them on Saturday at 3pm.
Steve and I again had a quickie at lunchtime that
Friday. At dinner dad announced that an invitation had
also been extended to Steve for the following day.
That evening I excused myself early and went off to bed.
I wanted Steve and my dad to get even better sexually
acquainted. I lay awake for quite some time, and I heard
the two of them go into dad's room. Fortunately the
keyhole of dad's room was directly across from his bed.
As I peeped through the hole I saw that dad had been
tied to the bed face down, and was getting the whipping
of his life.
True to form, abuse was streaming out of Steve's mouth
before he started fucking my father mercilessly. After a
while I saw him pull out of dad, and start applying huge
amount of lube to his right hand and arm. Steve was now
on my dad's left side, so I had a full view of the next
event.
Steve started pushing his fingers into dad's arse one by
one and soon his entire hand followed, I almost shot a
load right there and then. Not long after that his arm,
right up to the elbow was stuck up my father's arse. Dad
was groaning like an injured bull. By now I was so
horny, that I ran back to my room. With Steve's
underpants over my head I jacked-off like a madman.
Totally overawed I fell asleep.
I was surprised to see dad walking normally the next
morning. Dad and I tidied up around the house and Steve
attended to his agricultural duties around the
smallholding. We had sandwiches for lunch and sat around
chatting and laughing. At around three we headed off to
the neighbours.
Chapter Sixteen:
When we arrived at the neighbours, the guys all sat
around drinking and smoking in the nude as always. I was
also given a beer, and found it a little less unpleasant
than the previous time. The guys all had some of the
weed that Steve "donated". That appeared to go down very
well. We would eat at 7pm that evening, so the action
would be happening prior to dinner. The barn would once
more be our venue. After half an hour we all move off in
that direction.
Thankfully Jeff and Joe were hitting it off very well
with Steve, after having no doubt been fully briefed by
dad. The same setup had been arranged in the barn as
before, and Jeff and Steve immediately got stuck into
one another while Joe, dad and I formed a trio. Dad
immediately mounted me with Joe entering my father from
behind. I was on all fours, with the other two in
upright positions.
Next to us Steve had his hand then arm up Jeff's arse in
no time, and soon started punch-fucking Jeff. Jeff
sounded like a bear caught in a bear trap. Steve pulled
his arm out of Jeff, and put his face straight onto
Jeff's musty hole. After a few minutes dad pulled out of
me after unloading and was replace by Joe. My father now
slid under Jeff's body with his face directly under
Jeff's arse. Steve resumed punch-fucking Jeff, as Jeff
sucked on my father's cock.
After every few punches Steve would smear Jeff's arse
juice all over dad's face, and stick his fingers into my
father's mouth. Steve would then again reinsert his fist
into Jeff. Steve finally got behind Jeff and pushed his
cock in Jeff's arse, unloading a stream of hot piss into
him.
When Steve stopped pissing he pulled out of Jeff's arse.
Jeff lifted his upper body and blew the contents of his
arse all over dad's head. Joe seeded my arse, before
also pissing into me. Both dad and Joe then moved off
for a smoke break, as Jeff mounted me from behind. Steve
had moved to the front of me, and was soon forcing my
head onto his cock. Several minutes later Jeff came in
me, and as he got up Steve quickly moved around and
mounted me. It did not take him long to unload into me,
as he had already started breathing heavily while face-
fucking me.
By the time Steve dismounted me, dad and Jeff were
pissing all over me. We stood around talking and
enjoying a break soon after. The men were all smoking
and drinking. Before cleaning up and leaving the barn,
my father made me squat over his head in order to expel
the piss and four loads all over him. All the other guys
cheered this finale.
We enjoyed a wonderful stew that dad had made for
dinner. After dinner Joe and Steve went upstairs for
some one on one action. Jeff, dad and I played cards
during their session. When Steve and Joe finally came
downstairs, Joe mentioned that it would be great if we
could even out our numbers by adding a sixth person to
the group. We all agreed. He told us that he had the
person in mind, which might possibly join us
We left for home quite early. Once home dad announced
that he was really tired, and suggested I spend the
night with Steve in my bedroom. Steve and I messed
around a while, but were soon both asleep. We had a
quiet day on Sunday. The neighbours would not be
visiting, as they were having guests over.
The three of us had a quick threesome after lunch and
one again before we fell asleep that evening. The
following week our routine was much as before. Steve and
I had sex around lunch time every day. On alternative
nights I would give dad and Steve some alone time. As
promised I was double-fucked that week and loved it. The
threesomes were always very hot, and would last at least
one hour.
Chapter Seventeen:
During that week Joe had invited our potential "number
six" to dinner at their home. The man he was hoping to
involve in our sex games was a guy called Hank. He was
however referred to by his nickname, "Tank". It appeared
that he and Joe had been friends years earlier. Tank was
twenty years old.
When Joe was fourteen, he and Tank often played
together. This mainly consisted of stroking and sucking
one another's cocks. On a few occasions however Tank had
penetrated Joe. This friendship continued for two years
after which Tank and his family had moved away. Four
months earlier Tank had returned to our town where he
now worked as a motor mechanic. Joe was not sure about
Tank's current sexual orientation, but would use the
dinner to check it out.
Tank was socially awkward. He was very large and a
little shy. During their interactions over the past four
months, it was clear to Joe that Tank was not scoring
with the ladies. In fact he never spoke about women at
all. Joe had also mentioned that he, Joe, was not
interested in girlfriends at all.
Tank arrived for dinner, and after they had finished
eating Jeff left for bed as planned. After a while Joe
reminded Tank about the fun they use to have. Joe could
sense Tank's discomfort, but nonchalantly produced a few
magazines with pictures of girls being double-fucked and
spit roasted by guys. As Tank looked at these Joe pulled
out his cock and started masturbating, giving Tank a
look of encouragement. A couple of minutes later Tank
joined in, and soon after Joe was sucking him off.
Joe then asked Tank if he would like to fuck him in the
arse. Tank looked a little anxious, but without getting
an answer Joe removed his pants and got onto the couch
and presented his arse. Tank took a minute or two before
approaching Joe. Tank was very worked up and stuck his
cock straight into Joe, who reported that it hurt like
hell.
Apparently Tank, although only eight inches long, had a
cock thicker than a beer can. He also had a pair of
balls a bull would envy. His dick was thicker than any
of the men in our group.
Tank only lasted a few minutes before filling Joe to the
brim with hot sperm. Afterwards they relaxed and spoke
for an hour or so. Before Tank left he pushed Joe back
onto the couch, and fucked him harder and longer. After
fifteen minutes of fucking he pulled Joe off the couch
and onto his knees, before blasting cum into Joe's mouth
and all over his face. According to Joe, Jeff and Steve
were no longer the top dogs in the spunk department.
As Tank was leaving, Joe asked him if he would like to
come around on Saturday evening as Jeff would be away
all night. Tank looked at Joe, smiled, and then gave him
a big; "fuck yeah".
It was decided to take things a little slow with the new
prospect. On Saturday evening Jeff would join dad and
Steve at our home, and I would be dropped off at the
neighbour's house at 5pm to play with Tank and Joe. When
Tank arrived around 6pm I was stunned by his size. He
stood about six foot three. He was also very bulky,
weighing a good two hundred and sixty pounds. He had a
fair size gut, but strangely it seemed to suit him. His
arms and legs were thick, and his feet although slightly
shorter than Joe's seemed broader.
His hands were large and coarse, and definitely belonged
to a mechanic. The tell-tale signs of grease were very
evident, but his nails were fairly clean. He was
moderately hairy, with no facial hair. He had a full
head of "brush cut" hair, and all the hair on his head
and body was pitch-black. His eyes were large and brown
in colour.
He had a slightly broad nose, with fairly thick lips.
His teeth were slightly uneven. Because however he had
the sexiest smile, everything just worked. His wing-nut
ears were large and gave his cute face an almost comical
expression. I really liked the look of him.
As he took me in, he gave Joe a "what the fuck" look.
Joe just smiled and told him that he and I often had
sex. Joe then gave me a long sensual kiss. As we looked
back at Tank, I could swear I saw a glint in his eyes. I
ran over to him and jumped on him. He looked at me for a
second, and then we kissed. His breath was very
different from all the other guys, and it was clear that
he did not smoke.
His breath was very pleasant and tasted as if he had
been sucking a sweet not long before our kiss. His body
odour however was quite strong. Few men wore disgusting
deodorants and colognes at that time, which became so
popular in the ensuing years. His odour combined a smell
of auto workshop and healthy sweat.
We ate dinner soon after the initial introductions, and
all through dinner Tank kept looking at me with an
almost bemused smile. After dinner Joe told Tank about
the no clothes rule in the house. Tank just laughed as
we all stripped. I got my first look at that impressive
equipment that Joe had told us about. He was uncut, and
had one of those half foreskins that only covered three
quarters of his cock head. He had a very thick floppy
cock, and his balls were epic.
Joe then revealed the information about our sex group to
Tank. He seemed stunned at first, but was soon brimming
with excitement. When Joe asked him if he was up for a
group session the following week, the smile on his face
said it all. Shortly after that we went upstairs to
Joe's bedroom. It was decided that Joe would open me up
to prepare me for Tank's very thick fuck-pole.
I was placed over the edge of the bed, before Joe pushed
his cock into me. While he fucked me I licked Tank's
cock and balls. Tank's entire cock would never fit my
mouth, and I immediately accepted defeat.
Chapter Eighteen:
After a while Joe told Tank to turn around with his arse
at the edge of the bed for an arse cleaning. He looked
surprised but did as he was told. His arse was in the
same smelly league as Steve's, but I got stuck in while
Joe fucked my arse. Joe then quietly pulled me away from
Tank as he disengaged from my backside.
He moved forward and placed his cock on Tank's hole. His
hands were firmly placed on Tank's hips as he started
entering him. Tank started objecting but Joe was
determined. As he pushed into Tank relentlessly, Tank
just groaned loudly.
Balls deep Joe now started fucking him solidly as groans
soon turned into sighs of pleasure. Joe was taking his
time and Tank loved being dominated. With Joe bent over
Tank I started licking Joe's arse, while furiously
masturbating. Joe and I shot our loads together after
ten minutes, me on the floor and Joe up Tank's arse.
As Joe pulled out of Tank, I was told to lick Tank's
arse clean again. As I finished cleaning Tank, he turned
around and watched me clean Joe's cock. Tank's eyes were
alive with sexual excitement.
There was a huge pool of cum where Tank's cock had
rubbed against the bedding. The two men embraced and
started kissing each other very hard. I sucked up all
Tanks' cum off the bed, after which we went downstairs
and drank beer. I was getting use to this liquid
refreshment.
Tank had his arm around me on the couch, and Joe sat
opposite on a chair. Every now and then Tank would bend
over and give me a kiss. I was nuts about this guy. The
smell from his armpit was driving me crazy. I got on my
knees next to him and lifted his arm. He had a huge bush
of black pit hair. I leant over and started licking. He
growled with excitement, but before I could attend to
the second pit he announced that he really needed to
piss urgently.
Joe smiled at us and told me to take Tank upstairs and
show him how we attended to those matters. When I lead
him into the shower and knelt in front of him, his eyes
lit with enthusiasm.
I noticed that his piss-slit was at least double the
size of any of the other guys. I thought that a hosepipe
had been opened as he started pissing. He pissed in my
mouth, and the all over my head and body. I never knew a
man could piss this much. When he finished pissing he
pulled me up and told me that he was going to fuck the
shit out of me. I quickly used a towel to dry off before
I was taken to Joe's room.
As we arrived in Joe's room he threw me onto the bed
face down. He applied lots of lube to my arse and his
cock. He got onto me and put his dick at my hole. While
balancing on one arm he started pushing his very fat
cock into me. It took a minute for the head of his cock
to push through my sphincter and pop into my hole. It
hurt like hell. He kept asking me if he should stop, but
I just begged him not to.
After a few minutes he was all the way in. Supporting
his weight on his hands he started jabbing his fat dick
in and out of me. As it started feeling comfortable I
pleaded with him to go for it. He lowered himself onto
me and began fucking like crazy. The horny cries
emanating from him were driving me crazy, and I very
shot my load. When he unloaded ten minutes later, I came
again.
By now Joe had joined us, and as Tank got off me Joe
jump on in a flash. Joe pitilessly plunged into me like
a randy dog, and came after five minutes before pissing
into me. I went to the toilet to expel all the liquid,
and as I returned they were both starting to drift off
to sleep. I got between them, and soon we were all
asleep.
Chapter Nineteen:
We awoke the next morning, and as we were going
downstairs Tank went into the bathroom for a piss. As I
also need to have one I joined him. He pulled me into
the shower and pushed me to my knees. While he pissed
all over me, I also pissed on the floor. He had really
taken to golden showers. I also finally got to clean the
other armpit, and for good measure I also gave the first
armpit a refresher.
By now he was very excited again, and turned me around
against the wall before inserting his cock into my hole.
He stood with his legs wide apart, and thrust into me
while pushing my arms up against the wall. As he fucked
me Joe joined us, and quickly inserted himself into
Tank. We took our time with this session.
Joe bit Tanks neck while we rhythmically gyrated
lustfully. Twenty minutes later Tank and Joe coordinated
their ejaculations, and shot simultaneously. The grunts
emanating from the two throughout the fuck were
remarkable. As we disengaged from one another Tank fell
to his knees and I shot my load into his mouth.
Once standing, Joe retrieved a beaker from the basin.
The loads from Tank' arse and my arse were added to the
load from Tank's mouth into the beaker. As we three-way
kissed, the content of the beaker was poured from the
top over our faces. We kissed and fed happily. After
showering, we dried off and went downstairs.
We all helped with breakfast. An hour later, Jeff and I
were back at respective homes. Tank apparently only left
early on Monday morning. By the end of the following
week, Tank had moved in with them. Our group was now
well established.
At my home, dad's arse had apparently taken quite a
thrashing the night before. He spent most of Sunday
relaxing in his bedroom, while Steve and I swapped
stories about the previous night's events. In the
afternoon, and that night Steve and I had sex a few
times.
The following week we followed our normal routine. On
Thursday as we were about to start our lunchtime fuck, I
mentioned to Steve that I was the only one who had not
yet fucked anyone's arse. Steve told me that he was sure
all the other guys would be happy to oblige me. I told
him that I was hesitant to ask them, as they were all
use to larger cocks. I asked him if he would let me fuck
him. He laughed and said that he had never taken a cock
in his arse. It wasn't his scene at all.
Something about the sad look on my face must have gotten
to him. Soon he bent over the chair and invited me to
give it a go. With plenty of lube I slowly entered him.
He took it quite well, and soon I was fucking like
crazy. He was very tight, and it felt great. After ten
minutes I seeded his arse, and he surprised me by
turning around and cleaning me with his mouth. He then
pushed me down and started face fucking me.
He was rougher than usual, and I gagged quite a bit as
he mercilessly abused my mouth. I appeared that I was
paying quite a price for the favour. Soon he came down
my throat, which was followed by piss. We ended off with
a cock cheese dessert.
*
Saturday afternoon had been selected for the first
coming together of the "fantastic six". All food had
been pre-prepared, and we would eat at about 7pm. We
arrived after two, and were soon all standing around and
chatting in the nude. All the guys excluding Tank and me
were smoking, and we were all drinking beer.
I had now really taken to this beverage. My father and
Steve were very impressed with Tank's fat cock, which
they were seeing for the first time. Tank had also
really come out of his shell, and the former awkwardness
was no longer evident.
Jeff and Joe also announced that we were going to get a
"special show" that afternoon, and after an hour we all
moved off to the barn.
Chapter Twenty:
The groundsheet was on the floor as always, but two
mattresses were now covered with the black plastic. Tank
and Joe both lay down on their backs on either mattress.
Dad and I were told to lower ourselves onto their cocks,
facing way from either man. Once we had impaled
ourselves, we both lay back on their stomachs, secured
tightly with Joe and Tank's arms around us.
Jeff then moved between Joe and my open legs, and Steve
between Tank and my father's open legs. Steve started
pushing his cock into my dad next to Tank's cock, and
Jeff did the same to me next to Joe's cock. Dad started
groaning and I started howling.
Once both men were all in, they started trusting in to
dad and me. Steve true to form started verbally abusing
dad. Jeff soon joined in and was quickly followed by
Tank who took to the abuse ritual wholeheartedly. The
noise was deafening, and the two horses that were in
their stalls on the far side of the barn even joined in.
After ten minutes, Steve and Jeff decided to swap sides,
and dad now howled along with me.
After about fifteen minutes Joe, Jeff and Steve started
unloading. Jeff and Steve pulled their cocks out of my
father and me. I presently got up off Joe, but Tank who
was not yet finished rolled dad around onto his stomach.
He started really pounding into my father. As Tank
pounded for the next five minutes the other men stood
around me for their cock cleaning ceremony.
When Tank was about to shoot, he moved up over dad and
shot his load all over my father's head, and into his
mouth. He must have saved himself the previous day,
because he blasted the biggest load that any of us had
ever seen. I scooted over to my dad and started licking
his face and cleaning Tank's cock. Soon after that dad
and I lay on our backs on either mattress, so we could
start cleaning the men's arses.
Tank lowered himself onto my face and Steve onto my dad.
Once finished Jeff took Tank's place and Joe took Steve'
place. After dad and I finished our cleaning
obligations, we were rewarded with piss. Tank and Jeff
pissed on me, and Joe and Steve on dad.
We were all soon standing around and talking among
ourselves. The beers flowed, and the men smoked. After
twenty minutes we all helped to clean up our mess. The
two mattresses were placed upright against a wall in a
corner of the barn, and the groundsheet and plastic
rolled up and placed next to the mattresses.
To the one side on the barn there was a very solid
wooden structure. Two thick poles held up a thick wooden
cross bar that was very well covered with thickly padded
leather. This structure stood about a metre from the
wall, and about one point two metres high. Jeff moved
over to the structure, and placed both hands on the
padded cross bar. Steve was asked to join him as we all
watched. Steve started lubricating up his right hand and
arm generously.
Steve started fingering Jeff's arse, as one, two, three,
and then four fingers worked their way into Jeff's
backside. The thumb followed, and soon Steve's entire
hand was in. He started twisting his fist around while
Jeff groaned. Steve began pushing his arm up further and
further, before punch-fucking Jeff vigorously. Tank was
practically pissing himself with excitement at this
point. He begged Joe to let him join in.
Joe nodded his approval, and Tank moved forward. Tank
greased up his hand and arm as Steve moved aside, and
got stuck in immediately. Tank's hand and arm were much
larger than Steve's, and Jeff really howled as Tank went
to town. Tank kept this up for a few minutes before Joe
asked him to remove his arm from Jeff's arse.
Chapter Twenty-One:
We all had raging hard-ons, and were playing with our
cocks while watching. Jeff remained at the crossbar as
Joe asked us all to move to the left side of Jeff. Joe
then walked in the direction of the horse stalls, soon
reappearing with a beautiful black stallion that seemed
very calm and at ease. He approached from the right side
of Jeff. Joe stopped a small distance from Jeff, and
opened a small jar he was carrying. When he placed it
under the horse's nose, the stallion became a little
agitated.
We all stood watching in awe as a long very thick black
penis, started extending under the horse. It must have
been eighteen inches long. The head of this penis also
started to flare to an enormous size. Then the horse's
penis started slapping up against his own belly. Holding
the reign Joe moved the animal up behind Jeff's
backside.
As if well trained the horse reared up effortlessly and
placed his front legs around Jeff's flanks, three
quarters the way up his body. We could see Joe's hand
guide the black cock to Jeff's hole. The horse
immediately thrust forward and into Jeff, who grunted
wildly. The horse now lunged excitedly as he drove in
and out of Jeff. After a minute or two the horse shot a
huge load into Jeff. As the horses cock fell out of
Jeff, huge loads of cum seemed to splatter all over the
place.
The horse dismounted from Jeff's and moved slightly
backwards. Jeff turned immediately and got under the
horse with his face directly under the receding horse
cock. The horse was very calm while this happened.
Within fifteen seconds the horse started pissing like a
fire hose all over Jeff. Jeff moved away from under the
stallion after he stopped pissing, drenched in piss. Joe
returned the horse back to his stall.
All our eyes were spinning with horniness. Tank pushed
me towards the padded crossbar, and as I placed my hands
on the bar I felt his cock enter me a second later.
Steve did the same with my father, who took up station
next to me. Steve and Tank went totally ballistic,
hammering into my dad and me. Because of all the sexual
intensity they did not last long, and were unloading
into us after a few minutes.
They were replaced by Jeff, and Joe who had returned
from the stall. Jeff pounded me as Joe fucked dad. They
also did not last long before climaxing. Jeff pulled out
of my arse and placed his hands on the crossbar,
instructing me to kneel behind him. As my mouth neared
his hole, his arse exploded, spraying my face and entire
body full of horse cum. As I stood up all the guys
gathered around me and started licking my face and body
clean.
We all walked to the house shortly afterwards. As I
walked my mind was flooded with the events of the
previous month. I giggled to myself, thinking about what
my mother would make of my new life.
Chapter Twenty-Two:
The next three years before I graduated from high school
flew by. I then attended an agricultural college about
one hundred miles away from home. Tank continued living
with Jeff and Joe, and Steve with my father and me. The
incredible work that Steve was doing on our plot was
extended to Jeff and Joe's smallholding as well.
In that period dad and Jeff also bought the land that
belonged to the old couple to our left. Our combined
crops and increased number of animals were soon
producing a very good income. The meat and produce from
these smallholdings were sold to grocery stores in our
town and neighbouring towns.
Dad continued working at the warehouse, and Jeff took
care of his general dealership business in town. Joe and
Steve worked the land, and Tank became the best auto
mechanic in town. Aside from school, I helped Steve and
Joe in the afternoons. The sex was great, and continued
to enrich our lives.
Weekends were always party time. Dad and Steve we really
hitting it off very well, and were like a married
couple. Tank and Joe were also very close, and I often
spent evenings at Jeff's house. Jeff and I were like the
third couple. In the last year before going to college,
I virtually moved into Jeff's bedroom.
Sexually, I had always found Jeff and Steve the most
exciting of all the guys. Maybe I liked their grungy
side. At sixteen I finally got fisted by Steve, as he
had the smallest hands. It was really intense, but
fortunately no punching was involved. I regularly fisted
Jeff, who just loved it. He also eventually started
fisting me in the last six months before I left for
college.
During my three years at college, I would spend most
weekends at home. Only during exam times, I would not go
home.
Nate, short for Nathaniel, was my roommate at college.
He was a very strange guy when we first met. He was 6'1"
tall, and had a stocky wrestler's build. Although not
the hairiest man, he had the hairiest arse I had ever
seen. He had a very stern expression at all times, and
was quite dour. If dark haired Neanderthal men turn you
on, then he could be referred to as good looking. He
weighted about two hundred and twenty pounds, and had
large smelly feet and large rough sweaty hands.
Nobody ever visited our room as a result of his poor
personal hygiene. Nate definitely outclassed both Jeff
and Steve in this regard. Given my past, this did not
bug me at all. Early on he was known as the "one date
wonder". Only the ugly girls went out with him, but that
would only last for one date.
As a result he confessed that he had never had sex with
anyone. He had the most unusual cock. It was long and
thick, and broadened substantially towards the head. It
looked like a baseball bat, with a huge head at the tip.
He was uncut, and the foreskin was totally non-
retractable, with no piss slit visible. When erect it
stood straight up almost touching his body. Apart from
being very veiny, it was extremely dark. He was also
lacking in social grace, and was quite a pig. I was his
only friend.
He came from an ultra-religious family, and his dad was
a real bastard. There were clear marks on his back from
the whippings he took. His dad would beat his mom and
sisters as well, but reserved his real rage for his son.
After six months at college, he and I got drunk one
evening and started wrestling when we got back to our
room.
I could clearly feel him rubbing his hard cock up
against me. This wrestling became a regular thing, and
very often I would see wet stains on his pants after we
had finished. The wrestling eventually escalated into me
sucking his cock one evening.
He barely spoke to me for a week after that. He became
quite violent during that week, and I had a few bruises
to show for my sins. This ritual then started repeating
itself laboriously. After a month I had had enough, and
told him I was going to ask to be moved to another room.
He begged me not to, so I sat him down, and lay down the
law.
After that things improved gradually, and soon I could
barely keep him off me. Shortly he started fucking me
anally. He had the most unbelievable libido. One Sunday,
he fucked me eight times. He loved the "sexual
etiquette" of cleaning as well.
After three years we graduated, and I thought I would
not see him again. Nate and I had become very close
towards the end of our college days, and I believed we
loved each other. Given his background however I felt
that a continuation of the relationship was all a pipe
dream.
Amazingly, six months after we finished college he
arrived at Jeff's place where I was staying. He had told
his dad to go to hell, and was disowned. We took him in,
and he turned out to be a really great asset. Dad and
Jeff had bought three more smallholdings while I
attended college, and we needed all the help we could
get. He moved into the room with Jeff and me, and loved
our approach to sex. He also got on well with all the
other guys.
When Jeff passed away two years later, Nate and I became
a couple. The numbers were evened out again.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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