Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2015 14:17:12 +0200
From: Tuppie
Subject: Back Then (adult-youth, incest, bestiality)

Back Then...

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 neighboring 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, but 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
nonevents 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 16h30 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 Fridays and Saturday evenings dad would head off to the neighbors
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 neighbors on either side of us lived about one and a half miles
away. The neighbors 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 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 a human being. 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 behavior 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 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 neighbors 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 could cook. That
night we had a wonderful dinner. I joined dad on the porch for the very
first time ever, that evening. At bedtime he hugged me for the first time I
could ever remember. 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 of my mother's departure dad and I showered together for the first
time. We generally showered twice a week.

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
are. 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 that I would 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. Unfortunately my mother 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
neighbors. 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. 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 neighbors previously was also gone. 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. 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. 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. Soon we were
enjoying a wonderful meal. We ate, chatted and savored 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. I 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 any 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. He turned the light
off. Very soon I felt his beard touching my ear as he gently kissed me. I
had never had a more erotic experience in my entire life. The after-sex
smell 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. After which he put his arm over me and rubbed 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, and
came in at just short of eleven inches. Like dad and I, Jeff and Joe were
also uncut. I would later learn that Jeff's foreskin was totally non
retractable. Jeff's cock was a very impressive ten inches. Joe could
retract, but his foreskin was very tight, and he hardly ever pulled it back
as he found it uncomfortable. Both 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 house, 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
it. Smiles and knowing looks broke out all around as dad and Jeff realized
how smitten I was with Joe. My fate was sealed!

Chapter Four:

Dad and I left after coffee to take care of the animals on the 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; I had to
realize that as a foursome, we would be sharing most sexual experiences in
future. I was a little apprehensive as Jeff still scared me. After the guys
arrived at twelve we had lunch. After lunch dad and Joe disappeared to the
bedroom. I was a little dismayed but kept a brave face.

Jeff invited me to sit on his lap while they were gone. Apprehensively I
did so. Unlike dad and Joe, Jeff had a longer beard. He kissed and caressed
me gently. I finally got to feel another person's cock. It was brilliant! 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. Nothing was forced and it was all very comfortable. All
my fears about Jeff were gone. He was also the hairiest of the three
men. After dad and Joe returned we sat and spoke for a while. Before our
neighbors left for home Joe pulled me aside and kissed me for a long
while. My discontentment from earlier evaporated.

I am sure that Jeff found our experience rather ungratifying. 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. 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. I took to this very
well, and made a point of usually doing so regularly from then on.

Friday finally arrived, and school was over. We drove over to the neighbors
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 plowed. Shyly I nodded my head, to
roars of laughter from the three men.

Jeff lay down on the mattress and told men 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 turning 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 recognize 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. He started fucking me, varying his thrusts. The sounds from our
bedfellows made everything even more erotic. 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 plowing into me mercilessly. He
grunted loudly as he seeded my arse. As he pulled out he must have gestured
to his dad, because Joe was immediately replaced by Jeff.

Jeff's extra weight almost winded me. 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. Fuck, was I turned-on! 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. He placed my hands around his thighs,
and pushed his cock in 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 now moved away from us, Jeff once more placed me flat on my
stomach and pummeled my arse. Within seconds he started coming in me while
grunting furiously. We lay their like that for a minute or two. Suddenly I
felt warm liquid entering my guts as Jeff started pissing into me. I was
afraid my stomach would burst, but luckily the pissing finally stopped. He
slowly pulled out of me. I concentrated frantically to keep all the liquid
inside of me.

I needed to get to the toilet urgently and hurriedly made my way there. Joe
was fucking dad dog style as I left. Shortly after I returned from the
toilet Joe started seeding dad's backside.

Chapter Five:

Jeff was busy in the kitchen, 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. It was about three inches long. Jeff and Joe also
had cocks that were much darker than my dad's and mine. Joe's shaft was
also fairly veiny. 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 giving me a final warning. I pleaded again.

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, but
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. Once finished he told
me 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 favorite odours. After my task was completed Jeff
beckoned me to join him in the kitchen for a hug. With the help of 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 veinier that his sons, with very large protruding veins
almost covering his entire cock. 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. It was 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. The smell of his crack was very strong. 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
duty. So did Jeff. 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
again 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
enormous tongue. It was thick and long. 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. Then he again covered 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. I was one happy little piggy! He
lifted his head, and started spitting huge tobacco and beer globs into my
mouth. This coupled with streams of sweat were sending me into sexual
overdrive.

He lifted up slightly, and placed one of his 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 went to work
again all over my face. I was totally exhausted!

We smelt like animals. 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.

Chapter Six:

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!

The following morning I did shower. I couldn't let Steve smell me like
this. 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 hands I have ever seen on a person, and they were always
dirty. His nails were always clipped very short, so there wasn't too much
dirt under the nails.

Dad explained that I would be working with him 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 now
on. I think that he was extremely pleased about this new development. Dad
had a few errands to run in town on Saturday, but 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. I think the "weed"
kept him very happy though. 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 at our smallholding. He was very knowledgeable, and taught me a
great deal that first morning. He was 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. I was really
pleased about that. 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. 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 o' clock, 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. Dad was quite a stud!

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, maybe 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 accommodate him in the 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. 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. The bed and
linen arrived on 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 hugged each other. I was very proud of my father! My dad and I were
also now having sex regularly.

From the beginning of the week I had seen Steve's cock frequently while we
worked together. 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 though, he stunned me. I was again staring at his very
impressive organ, when 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, and he
just laughed. He asked me outright if my dad and I were having a sex. 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, it was
thinner than Jeff and Joe's and slid down my throat 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. 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 turned looking surprised, but as I opened his arse cheeks I got
quite a fright. 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. His underpants were filthy. I am sure he hardly ever
washed them. 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. I had remembered
my obligations regarding sexual etiquette! When I pulled his very full
foreskin back I did however get a second shock. 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
cleaned his hairy ripe arm pits. I was in pig heaven!

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 neighbors 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 too much. 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, and thick fat lips. His eyes were like pig
slits. He had extremely fat hands and feet. Mother Nature could a real
bitch at times! Frank's cock was not very long, but very thick. It was
about eight inches, and looked like a baseball bat with a grapefruit stuck
on the end of it. He was circumcised.

Shortly after our arrival dinner was served. During dinner Frank kept
staring at me. It really made me quite uncomfortable. After soup, the main
course was served. Dessert soon followed. As we all finished a strange
thing happened. Dad, Jeff and Joe got really sleepy. When we sat in the
lounge, one after the other they fell asleep. 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, he closed and locked
the door. I knew I was in trouble.

He grabbed and threw me on the bed. Before I could say a word he was on top
of me. He first started kissing me very hard. With his bulk I could hardly
breathe. After a while, he spun me around onto my stomach. As he held me
down by my neck he 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
as he spat on my hole. Shortly afterwards I felt his huge cock head
touching my hole.

With one hand on the back of my head he continued slapping my arse
furiously as I screamed into the pillow. 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 plowing into
me. He barked that this session would take a lot longer. True to his word,
round two took twenty minutes. As it ended I was totally exhausted. As he
got off me I ran for the door but realized that he had taken the key. Round
three was about to get underway. He pulled me away from the door
administering vicious slaps to my arse before shoving me on to the bed
again, on my back. Soon his body was on top of me again. Now he started
slapping my face as he entered me. Again my pleading heightened his
excitement. After twenty minutes he came again, and 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. 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 wake up 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, and apologizing for leaving early. All the guys
were all 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, and 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 neighbors for dinner again that evening, but dad said that he would
cancel the arrangement. I begged him not to cancel, and visit the guys 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. He then squatted
over my face for an arse cleaning. I just licked and loved it. While I
licked his arse, he masturbated furiously. Very soon he 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 mouth shortly
afterwards.

Steve and I got up walked to the bathroom. He wanted to piss badly but I
convinced him to get into the shower with me. I begged him to piss all over
me and in my mouth. I could tell from the exited look in his eyes that we
would be doing this frequently in future. We showered together. Steve then
left for his barn loft.

Dad got home at around seven thirty, and we were soon enjoying a good
breakfast. After breakfast 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! Around noon we arrived at the
neighbors, and stripped out of our clothes. 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. We
ate heartily. 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
today. Jeff and Joe only had two horses that were housed in the barn, but
they were in the fields for the day as was the norm. The house was locked,
and we all moved to the barn. We entered the barn, and the barn door was
bolted shut. 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. 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, and
pushed his cock into my mouth. My arms were on Joe's thighs as I licked and
sucked his dick. Jeff then got on 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. When
I started sucking Jeff off, I cleaned the funk of the previous evenings
butt-fucking that my father had received off Jeff's dick. Our foursome that
day would take my former encounters with the guys to a much raunchier
level.

Once I had cleaned the "residue" off Jeff's cock, he forcefully started
face-fucking me. Hard as I tried, I could only take seventy percent of his
cock in my mouth. The last few inches were just too thick. After ten
minutes, Joe pulled dad off me and fell backwards with dad on top of
him. His cock was 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 plowed 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, and was even dirtier than I
remembered from before. 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.

While cleaning Jeff's cock, dad climbed off Joe. I scrambled over and
cleaned Joe's cock and balls. After a while Joe lifted his legs, and I got
stuck into his crack. Joe's butt was funkier than the last time I had done
this. I was so turned on though, that he did not matter. After finishing
off, Jeff announced that "feeding" time had arrived. I was placed on my
back, and dad put his arse above my face. He started pushing 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. Jeff and Joe then started
pissing on us. Dad and I also let loose, and there was piss 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
indentation where I lay in the middle of the mattress. I loved my new life!

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, and were
about four inches wide and fifteen inches long. Dad and I howled as our
arses got relentlessly punished. It was clear that my father was getting a
harder pounding than me. After a few minutes the slapping stopped, and 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 on 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 seven, 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. 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 enormous weight. He was however a master of this technique. 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 the 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. His pits really stank far worse than any time before,
and I just licked like crazy. Soon he moved his body position, and the
other armpit was placed over my mouth. Thankfully 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 hardened and 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 never be
able to speak again. My jaw muscles also 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. Thankfully he came a few minutes later.

I just lay there stunned. As Jeff left, he summoned us to join him in his
bedroom. Once there, I was pushed onto the bed. They got on the bed on
either side of me. I was totally exhausted.

Chapter Twelve:

Thankfully no further action took place during the night. As I drifted off
to sleep, I was amazed that my jaw and throat did not feel worse. My arse
was also not feeling as bad as I had feared. 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. He kneeled in front of me and told me
to get on with it. Once finished I was instructed to get up without
wiping. We both looked in the bowl, and saw two rather small turds. He told
me to turn and bend in front of him before he licked me clean, before
inspecting my arse for damage. Apparently my hole was very puffy and red,
but he was happy as he had not seen traces of blood. He inserted a fat
finger and wriggled it about. It felt okay, and I told him so. As he pulled
his finger out he put in in his mouth to clean it off, and then kissed
me. For some inexplicable reason, I had a raging hard-on.

He then got on the toilet and let rip. The smell was overwhelming. >From
the sounds I had heard, I knew that his deposit was going to be a lot more
impressive than mine. 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 got up without wiping, and we both
looked into the bowl. There was a mountain of shit. He flushed shortly
afterwards. He led me to the shower and told me to lie on my back. He
squatted over my face with his hands touching the wall. As I looked up I
could see his arse was quite messy. 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. Fortunately the guys had a huge shower. 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 smiled. As he farted again, Joe joined us 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. Jeff told Joe not to flush, as he wanted me to see
who the" king shitter" in the house was. When Joe got up off the toilet,
Jeff and I walked over to inspect. These men could really drop a load! I
politely declared it a draw, although I thought that Jeff had won. We all
moved off to the shower, and Joe bent down in front of me. Fortunately he
had a much cleaner hole. As I licked I was however rewarded with an
enormous fart in my face. All three of us laughed. Joe then turned around
and told me he had a very special treat for me. He pulled his tight
foreskin back, and presented me his cock head covered in cock cheese. I
licked and ate greedily. Then 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
neighbors. Steve removed his t-shirt and shorts and walked towards me. He
made me take my clothes off. 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 that my arse was just too
sore from the previous evening, and 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 for himself what my hole looked
like. I spread my cheeks for him to take a look. He 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. 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 me could muster. This would become his modus operandi
from here on out. He also became far more physical with me. He slapped my
arse hard, and pulled 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. He then
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. Steve then leant forward over the back of the chair, and I knew I had
to resume my cleaning responsibilities. I am sure that he deliberately made
sure that his arse was extra grimy for me. As I cleaned him, he let off a
huge fart. I pulled my head back instinctively and 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. I received 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. After fucking
me 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 eleven 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
chattered. 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. Again I nodded. He mentioned with a
smile however, that he really disliked his full name and hoped he would not
be hearing it. I smiled 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. 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. Steve had cum three times. He was a walking
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 wanked. Then I fell asleep, and did not
hear dad when he returned home. The following morning it was breakfast as
normal.

On Tuesday and Wednesday Steve and I resumed our fuck-breaks. On both days
however a "lunch-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 move 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, 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
flavors". Steve took the garment and walked to the bathroom. After using
the toilet he pulled the underpants up and pushed 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, and told me to clean him off. 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, as we didn't want to be worn out. 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 that I
had told him about my fantasy of being double-fucked by the two of
them. Dad was very surprised. I then reluctantly told him about my night
with Jeff and Joe. Dad looked a little pissed-off. I explained that no
injury had resulted from the ordeal. He said that he would not let Jeff and
Joe repeat that episode again for the foreseeable future. He 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
lubing me up, dad pulled me 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. Slowly dad started thrusting into me. It started feeling
really good after a while, and I was beginning to love it. After twenty
minutes both men unloaded into me. First dad pulled out, and then Steve
followed. 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 each other. 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 three o'clock. 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. I was really pleased.

That evening I excused myself early and went off to bed. I wanted Steve and
my dad to get even better sexually acquainted. I loved this new dynamic in
our home, and a bit of a "boost" could only enhance our future group
sessions. I lay awake for quite some time. I heard the two of them go into
dad's room, and waited for the action to start. 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. Steve then started fucking my father mercilessly. After a while I
saw him pull out of dad. Steve started applying huge amount of lube to his
right hand and arms. He was now on my dad's left side, so I had a full view
of the next event. He 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 up to the elbow was stuck up my father's
arse. Dad was groaning like an injured bull. By now I was so horny, 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. We enjoyed a good breakfast and each other's company, and
as dad and I tidied up around the house, 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 neighbors.

Chapter Sixteen:

When we arrived at the neighbors, 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". This went down very well. We would eat at seven
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 to the
barn. Thankfully Jeff and Joe were hitting it off very well with Steve. No
doubt they had been fully briefed by dad. The same setup had been arranged
in the barn as before. Jeff and Steve immediately got stuck into one
another, and Joe, dad and I formed a trio. Dad immediately mounted me from
behind, and Joe entered my father. 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. Not long
after Steve 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 dirty 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, before reinserting his fist into Jeff. Steve finally got
behind Jeff and pushed his cock in Jeff's arse. He started unloading a
stream of hot piss into Jeff's arse.

When Steve stopped pissing he pulled out of Jeff's arse. Jeff then lifted
his upper body and blew the contents of his arse all over dad's head. Joe
now seeded 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. 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 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. The
other guys all cheered.

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 a 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 neighbors 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 appears
that he and Joe had been friends years earlier. Hank 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. Nonchalantly, Joe
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. He gave Tank a look of encouragement. A couple of
minutes later Tank joined in. Not long after that, Joe was sucking him off.

Joe then asked Tank if he would like to fuck him in the arse. Tank almost
looked a little anxious. Without getting an answer Joe removed his pants
and got onto the couch, presenting his arse. Tank took a minute or two, and
then approached Joe. Tank was very worked up now, and stuck his cock
straight into Joe. According to Joe this hurt like hell. Apparently Tank,
although only seven and a half 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 spoke for an hour
or so. Before Tank left however, he pushed Joe back onto the couch, and
fucked him again. This time it lasted longer. After fifteen minutes of
fucking, he pulled Joe off the couch and onto his knees. He blasted 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. Jeff
would join dad and Steve on Saturday evening at our home, and I would be
dropped off at the neighbor's house at five to play with Tank and Joe. When
Tank arrived around six o'clock I was stunned by his size. He stood about
six foot three, and seemed to be just as wide, 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 fatter. His hands were large and coarse, and definitely
belonged to a mechanic. The telltale 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. The hair on his head and body
was pitch-black. His eyes were large and brown. He had a slightly broad
nose, and fairly thick lips. His teeth were slightly uneven, but because 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 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 the other guys, and it was
clear that he did not smoke like all the other men. 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 the disgusting
deodorants and colognes at that time, which became so popular in the
ensuing years. The odour combined a smell of "auto workshop" and healthy
sweat.

We ate dinner soon after the initial introductions. 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, but had one of those "half foreskins", that
only covered three quarters of his cock head. He had a thick floppy cock,
and his balls were epic!

Joe then revealed the information about our sex group to Tank. He was
stunned, but soon seemed very excited. 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. Joe then pushed his cock into
me. While he fucked me I licked Tank's cock and balls. Tank's 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. I got stuck in while Joe
plowed 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 shoulders as he started entering
him. Tank started objecting but Joe was determined. As he slowly pushed
into him, Tank groaned loudly but Joe was relentless and Tank soon gave
in. Balls deep, Joe now started fucking him solidly. Groans soon turned to
sighs of pleasure. Tank loved this. It was also clear that Joe was going to
take his time. With Joe bent over Tank I started licking Joe's arse. I was
so turned on by this scene that I started masturbating while licking
Joe. 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 turned around he
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. Soon we went downstairs and each
drank a beer. I was getting use to this liquid. Tank had his arm around me
on the couch, and Joe sat opposite on a chair. Every now and the Tank would
bend over and give me a kiss. I was nuts about this guy! The smell from his
arm pits 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 in and started
licking. He growled with excitement. 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. 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,
hurting like hell. He kept asking me if he should stop, but I just kept
nodding my head from side to side. 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. It started feeling wonderful. I told him to go for it. He
lowered himself onto me and fucked like crazy. The horny cries emanating
from him were driving me crazy. I very quickly shot my next load, and 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. Thankfully he came
after five minutes. Joe then pissed into me. I went to the toilet to expel
all the liquid. I returned as 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 arm pit. For good measure I also gave the
first arm pit 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 this session long and slow. 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 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 I
dried off 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 taken quite a thrashing the night before. He
spent most of Sunday relaxing in his bedroom. 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 also 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 fuck 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 than my puny six inches. 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. After I finished, 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 abuse rained down on me. I
was paying quite a price for the "favour". Soon he came down my throat, and
that 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
seven. 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. After an hour we all moved
off the barn.

Chapter Twenty:

The goundsheet 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. Knowing what was coming, my father started to object to
Jeff in respect of me. He was told to shut up, and wasn't in a position to
do anything about it in any case. Steve started pushing his cock into my
dad next to Tank's cock, and Jeff did the same to me. 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. 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. 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. Tank who was not yet
finished rolled dad around onto his stomach, and started pounding in to
him. As Tank pounded for the next five minutes the other men stood around
me for the cock cleaning ceremony.

As 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 while 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 lubing up his right hand
and arm generously.

Steve started fingering Jeff's arse. One, two, three and then four fingers
were soon working their way into Jeff's backside. The thumb soon followed,
and soon Steve's entire hand was in. He started twisting his fist around as
Jeff groaned. Steve now began pushing his arm up further and further. Not
long after that he was 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. Steve moved aside, and Tank 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. He
soon appeared, leading 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 his cock
fell out of Jeff, loads of cum seemed to splatter everywhere. The horse
dismounted from Jeff's back and moved slightly back. 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. Joe
then led the horse back to his stall.

All our eyes were spinning with horniness. Tank pushed me towards the
padded crossbar. I placed my hands on the bar, and 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 five minutes. Once finished, 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. One thing was for sure
however, after the horse show, I knew what I would be begging dad and Jeff
for as a birthday present when I turned eighteen??.

Chapter Twenty-two: (epilogue)

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. The crops and increased
number of animals were soon producing a very good income. The meat and
produce from these smallholdings was sold to grocery stores in our town and
neighboring 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. 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. I did get my special eighteenth birthday gift, but it was a once
off thing as horses always frightened me a bit. With the exception of
Steve, all the other guys also indulged in "barn-love", which was featured
as a monthly highlight at one of our weekend sex parties.

During my three years at college, I would spend most weekends at home. Only
during exam times, I would not go home. Nate, 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 body 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 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. It looked as if a man of color's dick and balls had
been put on his body. 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.
This "wrestling" escalated into me sucking his very smelly 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, and after three months I had had
enough, and told him I was going to ask to be moved to another room. He
begged me not to. I sat him down, and lay down the law. After that things
improved gradually, and soon I could barely keep him off me. The sex
escalated and 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.