Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006 22:22:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Bruce Jenkins Subject: naturally-curious-5 The saga of Brian Jensen's childhood continues. Enjoy.... _________________________________________ I returned to my room on Saturday morning, my head spinning. I realized that I'd had a sexual encounter with each and every member of my household, and it seemed that this phase of my life was just beginning. I felt like I had won the lottery. Other boys sometimes told stories of playing doctor with their sister or seeing their mom naked, but no one I knew could even imagine their family turning out as cool as mine. I got dressed and ready for the day, being as quiet as I could so as not to disturb Jacob. It was lawn mowing day for me and Dad, which was no small chore. Our farm, with 2 barns and the stables, had about 4 acres that we kept trimmed neatly. Dad had gotten an early start. I could hear his tractor running and it was barely 7 a.m. I walked outside to find that he was almost half-way done. He must of been at it since 5:30 or 6:00 a.m. He stopped the big John Deere as I approached, and let it idle. "Thanks for lettin' me sleep, Dad, but you could have gotten me up, I woulda helped ya out." Secretly, of course, I was thrilled that he'd gotten a jump on the day. "Well, Bri, I got a little surprise for ya, and I wanted to be sure we had some time this morning before the girls got home. " He smiled mysteriously. "A surprise, huh? Can I see it now?" I knew the answer already. Dad loved to build suspense, and there was no chance he would let the cat out of the bag until he was ready. "Of course....not." His grin widened, and he raised one eyebrow. I giggled. "The only was to find out is to finish up here as fast as ya can, my man." My job was to trim while Dad mowed, and I finished in record time. By 9:30, the August day was already almost 90 degrees and we were done. I had stripped down to my cut-off jean shorts. Grass clippings and dust covered my sweat soaked body from head to toe. Dad kept a mini-fridge in one of the barns. He handed me an ice-cold root beer, and popped open a Budweiser. "Ready for your surprise?" he asked. "You bet I am!" He climbed up on his tractor, and motioned for me to hop up. "I think it's about time you learn to drive this beast." The big John Deere shook as he started it up. I was on sitting in front of him, between his legs, but I wasn't tall enough to reach the pedals. "I think I'm too short." "You just steer, son, I will work the gas and the clutch. By next summer, you will be tall enough to drive this all by yourself." I knew that meant I would also be helping to take on more workload around the farm, but that was o.k. I liked helping out. I didn't want to seem to eager, though. I couldn't have Dad thinking he should load me up on work during my summer vacation. "Is this my surprise? That I get to work twice as hard next summer?" I joked. "Oh, no. You are going to drive us to where your surprise is at. It's actually for all you kids, but I think you will appreciate it more than your brother or the girls. How 'bout we go for a drive over by your secret tree house?" I was speechless. How did he find out about our tree house? It was supposed to be for us kids only. We had all sworn to keep quiet. He must have seen the doubt on my face. "Don't worry, kiddo. I promise, your Dad isn't going to spoil your clubhouse. Just get us there." With that, he popped the clutch and the tractor roared and lumbered forward with a lurch. My mind was fully occupied with driving, as we bounced along at full speed. My butt was resting in front of Dad's crotch, and it only took a few seconds before the vibrations of the tractor took effect. I could feel him swelling against me, and I wiggled my butt back into his crotch. His hand rested on my belly, and held me snugly in place. I felt blood flowing to dick, and soon we were both rock hard. My cut-offs began to ride up my leg, and I felt the tip of my dick slip past the hem of my shorts just as we topped a hill and our tree house came into view. Dad slowed the tractor, killed the engine and we coasted in. He gently embraced me in a bear hug from behind, lifted me and stepped down to the ground. I moved to tuck my hard dick back into my pants, but stopped when I saw that Dad was loosening his belt. He shucked off his jeans, and his wonderful cock sprang out. Then he took his shirt off, and said," I don't know about you, but I'm going for a dip before we do anything else." I kicked off my shoes and peeled off my shorts, and we stood admiring each other for a moment before he said, "Last one in is a rotten egg!" and jogged towards the cool inviting stream that ran past our tree house. I started to follow, but as I got closer to the tree house, I stopped. My jaw dropped. Our half finished fort was now done. It had a roof. It had windows. It even had a sign. "Jensen's Secret Hide-out Enter at your own risk" I scampered up the ladder and looked around. Dad had installed a door, and the windows had shutters that could be closed and latched. We also had a small table and 4 folding chairs. A small cupboard in the corner revealed pillows, blankets, candles and a flashlight. It was the coolest hideout any kid ever had! I scooted back down the ladder and splashed into the stream. Dad was grinning ear to ear, knee deep in the water, his cock still hard. I gave him a big hug, and felt his throbbing meat as my belly pressed against it. "You are the best, Dad!" I hugged him even harder, grinding my body into his penis, feeling more blood rush into mine. I was so hard that it almost hurt. "Well, I think it's great that you kids got this much done on your own. But I can't take all the credit. I had a little help." I heard the whine of an engine getting closer and an ATV topped the hill with Mr. Norton astride, his big girth making the four-wheeler look like a toy. He was wearing his overalls without a shirt and his muscles bulged as he braked, parking by the edge of the stream. I instinctively took a step back and began to move behind my father to hide my nudity. Dad, on the other hand, put his hands on his hips and faced Norton with a big smile on his face and his fully erect penis bobbing gently up and down in the breeze. "Bri, come around here and thank our neighbor for helping me put the finishing touches on your new tree house." I was speechless. I thought Mr. Norton was just some old pervert that didn't care about anything but getting his jollies from molesting kids. (Of course, I had enjoyed it as much as him, but he didn't know that!) "Um, thanks, Mr. Norton." I didn't know what else to say. I wondered if Dad would be so nice if he knew about what Mr. Norton had done with me and Gracie. He smiled a toothy grin at me, and his eyes dropped to my crotch, taking in the sight of my still hard dick. "Well, son, I owed ya. You and your sister more than paid for the wood you took, so me and your daddy come up with this idea to fix up your tree house real nice." My mind raced. That meant Mr. Norton had told dad about what happened. Which meant....Dad set this up! He had Mr. Norton meet us here. And it was Dad's idea to skinny dip. I wondered what else he had in mind. The thought of pleasing Mr. Norton again while Dad watched was a little embarrassing, but I couldn't keep the thought out of mind. I wanted to show Dad I was a "good little cock-sucker" , as Mr. Norton would say. I felt dirty and horny thinking this, and my stiff penis twitched upward with every heartbeat. Mr. Norton undid his over-alls and let them drop. His thick cock was half-hard, it's veins starting to show. "Mind if I join you?" he said, and kicking off the sandals he was wearing, he stepped into the water. He smiled and looked me up and down. "Son, you look like you've been hard at work." I realized that I was still covered in grass. "Looks like we need to wash you up before we do anything." My dad nodded in agreement. I couldn't wait to see what what came next. Mr. Norton came up to one side of me and knelt in the stream. Dad knelt on my other side, and they began to scoop water up in their hands and rinse my body. Their hips were just past my knees, and when they straitened up, their hard cocks would brush against my thigh. They slowly ran their hands all over my body, washing the dust and grime of the morning into the cool stream. I felt a rough hand on my penis and looked down to see Mr. Norton stroking my head while Dad gently fondled my smooth ball sack. Dad looked up at me. "Bri, why don't we try out your new tree house. If you don't mind having a couple of grown-ups as your guests, of course." I groaned a throaty,"Sure, let's go," and splashed out of the stream. We had laid a rock pathway to the tree house so that we could avoid tracking mud in, and I nimbly navigated my way up the ladder with Dad and Mr. Norton watching from below. I wasn't sure, but I thought I heard Mr. Norton whisper to Dad,"I'm gonna love licking his little asshole." Whatever he said, Dad just smiled and began to climb up. I remembered the blankets I had seen, and pulled them out on the floor. I pulled out the pillows, too, and made a nice cozy spot on the floor, recalling how the game of Truth or Dare played here not so long ago. As soon as Dad and Mr. Norton got settled, I said,"O.K. You guys have to take the oath of secrecy." Mr. Norton smiled. "The oath of secrecy, huh? Have you ever given anyone an oath of secrecy before, big guy?" "You bet. My sisters, my brother and I are sworn to secrecy, and if you want to play in the tree house, that's the rule." "Sounds like a good idea to me," said Dad. "What do we do?" I was winging this, much like the oath I made my siblings take. "Everyone needs to sit cross-legged in a circle," I said. The two grown men complied, and I felt a rush of power. I looked down at the hard cocks on my left and right side. "O.K., put your hand on the penis of person to your left." I slid my hand as far around Mr. Norton's thick cock as it would go, as I felt Dad's hand engulf my member. He rubbed it a couple of times, sending shock waves of electric pleasure through my body. I could feel Mr. Norton's pulse pounding in his throbbing meat, and gripped harder. He let out a little grunt of pleasure. "Now, hold the balls of the man on your right." Mr. Norton cupped my smooth balls gently, slowly massaging them. I began to play with Dad's balls in the same way. The musky scent of horny men was in the air, and we had barely even started. "Close your eyes and repeat after me. I will always keep secret the things that happen in the Jensen Family Tree House." They repeated my words as I stroked the hard cock in my left hand. Mr. Norton groaned. "If I tell anyone, I will burn in hell and ...er....Satan will stick a red-hot poker up my butt." I peeked to see if they were cheating as they repeated my words, but they both had their eyes shut. I looked down at the two huge hands engulfing my 5 inch cock and stroking my nut sack, and decided that as long as they were willing to play along, I would take advantage. "Now, when you are in the clubhouse, the president is in charge. If the president isn't here, the vice-president is in charge, and so-on. Since you are the newest members, you have no seniority." I tried to put a tone of authority in my voice. "Agreed?" "Oh, yes, sir!" said my dad, opening his eyes and grinning at me. He looked over to Mr. Norton and said,"How 'bout it, Norton? You gonna be O.K. taking orders from the president?" Mr. Norton let his eyes wander down my body, tracing a path to hand I had wrapped around his wide cock. "Sure, I can abide that." I slowly pulled my hand off his dick, letting my fingers play across it's wide, purplish mushroom head. I released Dad's balls, too. They followed suit and we sat for a brief moment looking at each other throbbing cocks. I could hardly believe this was happening, but now I was in control of two grown men. "Good, now let's play your initiation game. Do you know what Truth or Dare is?" They both nodded. "I'll start. Dad, truth or dare?" "Oh, I'll start slow. I'll take truth." I smiled and looked up at him. "Remember, you have to answer honest. Here is your question: Have you ever done any sex stuff with Gracie or Heather?" I was dying to know if he had been teaching Gracie any sex stuff. She seemed like she had gotten pointers somewhere. Dad looked stunned for a second. I don't think he realized what he had agreed to until just now. He recovered and said," Uh, yes." "Well, what stuff?" I prodded. "Well, you didn't ask what stuff, you just asked if we did stuff. But I can tell you this, kiddo, from what I hear you have done a heck of a lot more "stuff" with your sister than I ever will." Mr. Norton let out a hearty chuckle. He had caught me and Gracie playing around and knew exactly the kind of "stuff" she was capable of. "O.K. Fair enough. Your turn, Dad. Pick one of us and say,' Truth or Dare.' " "Oh, I know how to play, son." He turned to Mr. Norton and said," Truth or Dare." "I think dare. I'll take a dare." Dad didn't hesitate. "If I am not mistaken, you owe my son a blow-job. I would like to see you kiss and lick on his boy-cock until he spews a load in your mouth." My penis twitched upward as Dad spoke, the dirty words fueling my lust. Mr. Norton just nodded. He grabbed one of the folding chairs against the wall and set it up, then fluffed a pillow and set it on the floor by it. "Come on, boy. Have a seat. You suck a good cock, but I'll have you shooting a load in no time." I got up in the chair, and he knelt in front of it, his knees on the pillow. Placing a one hand on each knee, he spread my legs wide and slowly began to kiss and lick my smooth inner thighs. My 5 inches was throbbing and I couldn't wait for him to put it in his warm wet mouth. I groaned as I felt his tongue getting closer to my balls. Slowly, he engulfed my them in his mouth, and he slowly massaged them with his hot tongue. He worked his way up my shaft, wetting it thoroughly and then, to my surprise, he swallowed my entire cock. I felt my head contact the back of his uvula and push past it. He made a slight gurgle, and pushed it farther into the hot, moist recesses of his throat. His nose was touching my the base of my tummy, nestled in my soft, young pubic hair. His tongue crept out and he began to lick my balls and then gently pull them into his mouth. I could feel my heart pounding everywhere, from my cock-head to my fingertips. Then, just as I was about to come, Mr. Norton slipped his pinky between my butt cheeks and began toying with my puckered asshole. It was more than I could take. I groaned, and grabbed his head. Holding a fistful of hair in each hand, I pulled his head toward my crouch, grinding his nose into my pubes and exploded down his gullet. He didn't miss a beat. Sucking even harder, he drained my boy-cock of every bit of sperm, then slowly pulled away. Seeing my dick covered in saliva and a grown man on his knees before me, his eyes worshiping my penis made me want to do it all again. I grabbed my still hard penis in one hand and ran it over his lips. He pouted them out a little for me, and then began to plant little kisses on my cock-head. My cock twitched again, and some leftover come coated his lips. "Wow!" My dad's voice broke the silence and I came back to reality. "Looks like you could go again, but I'm sorry, son. Norton took my dare, so it's his turn, right?" I nodded, still in a daze. Norton looking up at me, my come still on his lips. "It's your turn, Mr. President," he said with a smile. "Truth or Dare?" "Dare." I didn't hesitate. Hormones raged through my body, and I was ready for more. "Good, I was hoping you'd say that. I dare you to show your Daddy what a good little cock sucker you are. I want you to go over there and suck and lick his big penis until he covers your face in come." I almost had another orgasm just hearing the filthy words. I looked over at Dad and grinned. He smiled back. His beautiful cock was rock hard from watching Norton suck me off. I slid off my chair and he laid back, spreading his legs. He propped his head up with a couple of pillows and said," I want to watch you suck on my big penis, Bri. I've seen you looking at it. Come here and play with your dad's penis." I knelt between my dad's knees and slowly stroked his hairy thighs, going higher and higher. I took his throbbing meat in my small hand and said," Oh, daddy! Your penis is so big! I love it- I can't wait until mine is that big!" I was hamming it up a little, but what the hell, I knew how sexy a "dirty little cock sucker" could be. Dad grunted as I played with his cock. I lowered my head and began to lick and suck his shaft, kissing my way up to his red, mushroom cockhead. Using the same trick that worked on Mr. Norton a few days ago, I concentrated on Dad's pee hole, swabbing it with my hot, little tongue while I jerked him off. I reached one hand under his butt, and began pushing my middle finger into his pulsating asshole. Dad gasped, and I felt his cock tense. I crammed his cockhead into my mouth and began to suck on it as hard as I could. It was more than he could take, having his little boy's lips wrapped around his penis and a finger massaging his sphincter. He let out a guttural sound of pleasure and for the first time, began to come in my mouth. I kept sucking, and he kept coming. Sperm leaked out the corners of my mouth and dripped down my chin. He spasmed one last time and let out a deep breath. He looked down at my come covered face and took me in his arms. I looked into his eyes, full of love for me, and he kissed me gently, licking his own come off his lips as he pulled his head away. I heard a familiar, rhythmic sound behind me and turned my head to look. Mr. Norton had his rock hard cock in his hand and was jerking it forcefully. I whispered in Dad's ear, and he nodded. The game of Truth or Dare was forgotten. I wanted to see Dad sucking off another man. He moved over to Norton, and lowered his head to that penis, so thick that I couldn't even fit my hand around it. He began kissing and licking the head, his knees on the floor and his butt waving in front of me. I took my boy cock in hand and began to jerk off, licking Dad's sperm from my lips. Dad turned his head and said," Son, I want you to put your penis in me." He smiled and wiggled his butt. His puckered asshole was pulsating with excitement. I grinned, and he went back to servicing Norton's penis. I stood behind Dad, not really knowing how I should put it in him. I ran my cock head down his butt-crack and stopped against his hot, puckered man-hole. Dad solved the problem for me. He reached around and grasped my hard rod, guiding it about an inch into his hole. He groaned in pleasure. I got the hint, and drove it in a couple more inches. It was tight and hot and slick. I leaned my weight in and my crotch was resting on Dad's ass. He reached back again and cupped my ballsack and his ballsack at the same time, rubbing them together. I let my dick rest as far inside of Dad's tight ass as I could, loving the throbbing sensations of pleasure. Leaning my head, I watched as Dad licked and sucked that big cock. Soon, Mr. Norton began bucking and jerking, and Dad clenched his ass at the same time, increasing the pressure on my cock. I began grinding into him just as Mr. Norton let out a loud grunt and began to come. I knew from experience how much sperm he could hold in that oversized ballsack, and he didn't disappoint. My dad's face was coated in white goo as Norton spurted again and again and again. It was more than I could bear, and I emptied my load into Dad's ass. I can't tell you how erotic it was, seeing my dad covered in another man's come while I exploded in his hot, tight sphincter. We fell into a pile on the floor, with Norton on the bottom. Enjoying the afterglow, I took my finger and ran over the sperm left on Dad's face. I rubbed some on Norton's hairy nipple and sucked and licked it off. We stroked each others soft dicks, and soon the conversation turned to the rest of our family. Dad and Norton had more to this plan, I was sure. "The girls will be home soon. Think they will like the improvements we made on the tree house?" he asked, smiling. "They will love it. Jacob will, too. They might even play Truth or Dare with us sometime," I said slyly. Dad smiled. Mr. Norton smiled. I smiled. I couldn't wait to show the girls our new and improved fort and tell them all about the latest news.