Date: Mon, 22 Feb 1999 05:07:56 PST From: Phlint Phlint Subject: "How Joey Got Fucked" (M/m/m) (incest) (w/s) HOW JOEY GOT FUCKED (M/m/m) (w/s) (incest) by phlint All rights reserved. Copyright 1999 Phlint This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblence between the characters herein and any actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This story is not intended for minors, nor adults who disapprove of erotic stories. If you are the former, you are forbidden to read this. If you are the latter, proceed at your own risk. HOW JOEY GOT FUCKED This would have happened back in the seventies, I guess, when I was in my late adolescent years. I was home from school one summer and I was working around my uncle's tavern doing odd jobs to make a little spending money. And there was this cop named Harry Dudley who would stop in for a drink on his way home from work most evenings. He was a good-looking guy (it seemed to me anyway. At the time I considered myself as straight as they come. I had a girl friend and I liked to brag to my little brother about the great sex I had with her). Harry the cop had dark eyes, a big chest, kinda hairy, a pretty flat stomach, nice butt I guess. All in all just a regular, masculine, cop kinda guy. One evening we were both leaving my uncle's at the same time and Harry offers me a ride. I say ok, and on the way home he asks me if I'd like to make some extra money. "Sure," I tell him figuring he wants me to help him around his house or some shit like that. "I'll give you twenty bucks if you let me give you a blow job," he says. Well, shit. I just looked at him for a minute. I mean cops don't say things like that to guys my age. So I don't even know what to say. I just stare at him like is he trying to entrap me or something? "Well?" he asks me again. "Yeah well, do you mean ... where I come from `blow job' means a certain thing." "We come from the same place, Mark." He had his hand in his crotch now, sort of rubbing it. "Well, I know, but you're a cop." "A cop that likes to suck young dick. Come on. I ain't got all day for this. Nancy's gonna have supper on the table in half an hour or so." I cleared my throat and said "why not". I could use an extra twenty bucks and if there was anybody who was going to do anything wrong it had to be him cause I was just going to stand there, or sit there, or whatever. That's how it all began. He drove into an alley and sucked me off right there. And I guess I tasted ok because he came back for more. He did me maybe once a week or so, making me cum, then with my jiz still on his lips he'd jack off onto my stomach or something. No kissing or any of that. It was all pretty quick and painless--nothing too weird, except he'd take my underwear with him sometimes. He'd put them up to his face and smell them and I guess if they were smelly enough he'd take `em with him. Once I wore my jockeys four days straight, jacking off into `em at night; letting the last drops of piss leak into `em instead of shaking my dick dry. Man, he went ape shit for that pair. He came twice that day; and that was the first time he licked my ass--fuckin' freaked me out, but I liked it too. I called him a sick fuck and he just tried to work his tongue deeper. Some people are fucking amazing. He tried to put a finger up my ass, but I put a stop to that. "Listen. I don't do that shit," I told him, and that was that. He didn't try to force me or anything. So summer ends and I go away to school then come back the next summer and one day I'm walking home from my uncle's with my little brother, Joey, and who should pull up but Harry the cop. He's kind of friendly and chatty, asking about me and who's that with me and stuff and I tell him and in a little bit he drives off and that's that. Now I should tell you about Joey. He's my brother, but he also just happens to be the most incredibly beautiful boy ... and I'm not just talking from my own opinion or family pride. People treat him a certain way because of his looks. I mean I'm good looking, but people don't act that way towards me. Girls start squirming just from being within staring distance of him--girls and their mothers and their grandmothers. And certain men as I'm sure you can imagine. I've been with my little brother and seen guys coming towards us and their pants suddenly tent outward and their eyes seem to be soaking him up somehow, even when they try to be sneaky about it. I got a gay cousin and I overheard him once talking to a friend on the phone and he was going on about Joey's "incredible skin" and "sweet little butt", "these hazel eyes that look like he's ready for any kind of mischief, and this sexy little mouth with lips you just want to put your tongue between." That's how my cousin talks, but you can see how hot he gets about Joey, and I have to tell you that's the normal reaction. I'm proud to say that I'm the one who taught Joey how to jack off. We were both really young then, but I had been doing it since I was at least ten. He read the word in a book and asked me what it meant. I figured it was time he learned, so I turned off the tv, turned down the lights, pulled my jeans down and gave him a demonstration, (mom and dad weren't home, obviously) explaining while I was stroking it what I was feeling and what I was doing and why and what would happen if I kept on doing it. At first he just watched, then he started rubbing himself through his pants. I told him it was ok if he wanted to take it out. He pulls his pants down and there's his little rock-hard weenie bouncing up and down just from excitement. He's got this incredible look of concentration on his face as he watches me, then he takes his little pecker in hand and imitates me as best he can. I thought of giving him a hand, but decided against it. I was happy to show little bro one of the joys in life, but I didn't want him to wonder if his brother was queer. Of course he loved it, and I caught him more than once after that jerking it off. But we never did it together again. But that was years before this that I'm telling you about. So after Harry sees us on the street, the next time I meet him for one of our sessions he asks me in the middle of sniffing up my jockeys, "What about your little brother?" "What about him?" "Think he'd like to join us? It'd be another twenty." I said no, I didn't think so. It'd be too weird I thought. So Harry says yeah, ok, but the next week he brings it up again, except this time he says he'll make it forty--an extra 20 for me and 20 for Joey. Well, I was sort of tempted, but still thought it wasn't a good idea. The next week we're up to sixty; the week after that, eighty. When he got up to 120 (100 for me, 20 for Joey) I couldn't stand the pressure any more. "I'll see if he's interested," I said, "but I ain't promising anything." A couple of days later I have to pick Joey up from school, and I figure let's stop at the mall and get a coke or something and I'll see what I can see. So we're in the food court and he wants to go to the video arcade and I say, "wait a minute. I wanna talk to you about something." "Yeah? What?" And he sucks some soda up through the straw, his eyes on me. "Well..." How do I bring this up I wonder. "You remember that time I showed you how to jerk off?" "Yeah," he says, unsure of where I'm going. "Well, you never told anyone did you?" "No." He looked at me for a minute. "Well, Craig..." I start to say that not so bad, then he continues, "...and Tony. and I showed Carrie and she showed me how girls do it. And Lottie. Bobby already knew though." "Ok, ok. You told everyone you know. Did you tell any adults like?" He looked at me like I needed help. "I just wanted to be sure," I said. "So what is all this?" He asked. "You stop doing it?" "Me? Stop doing it? Why would I stop doing it. It feels too good. Besides I can't get to sleep at night if I don't get a load off." "Craig told me his brother said that when you get older you stop because you wanna save it for girls." "He's full of shit. I never stopped. I get off at least once a day and I still have plenty left for the ladies." He nodded his head like that was just what he figured. "So what's this all about then?" "Well, uh, you know about queers and shit like that?" "Yeah, like Arnie," he says grinning. Arnie is our cousin I was talking about. "Yeah. But they're not all like Arnie. Arnie doesn't try to pretend he's not. He's kind of cool about it really. But there's a lot who act like they wouldn't ever do queer stuff, but actually they really do." "Yeah, I know. A couple of guys have tried to, you know..." and he looks at me like he's not sure what I'm getting at. So I tell him about Harry and how he gives me money if I let him blow me. Then I swear him to secrecy and tell him I'll break his arm in three places if that Craig finds out what I just said. Then I tell him about Harry's proposition. His eyes pop. "Twenty bucks?! And all he does is suck me off?" I nod. "Interested?" "Sure." He thinks about it a minute. "Only not by myself. You got to be with me, right? I mean I don't think I want to be with him by myself." "Ok. I'll watch out for you and stuff. But I don't think there's anything to worry about. He just has this thing about sucking cock." "Ok. But don't leave me alone with him anyway." I get everything arranged. Because Harry's paying so much money, now, the usual backseat blow job ain't good enough. He wants the full naked in-bed deluxe cock-sucking party. I can see his point. It is a lot of money. So Sunday afternoon he picks us up at the mall and drives us out to this cabin in the country he says he's borrowing from a friend for the week-end. He has beer in the fridge and he gives us both one, then he pulls out a pile of magazines and plops them on the bed. "I thought a little porno might be fun...a good place to start...get warmed up..." His voice is low. We get cross-legged on the bed and start to look through it all. There's all kind of shit--naked girls, fuck photos, ass fucking, lesbians, and of course some of guys cock sucking and fucking and all that. Harry's watching Joey more than the porno, though, seeing what he's going for, and for Joey it's all hot shit. I can see his little dick (he was more beautiful, but at least I was bigger down there) spring hard in his jeans and it never went down no matter what he looked at. We finished our beers and Harry got us more. Then he says, "Mark told you what he and I do sometimes, right?" Joey nods. "And how we're all gonna do something like that today?" Joey nods again. "Usually I just take Mark's cock out like this," and he reaches over and gets my cock out, "and go down on him like this." And he does, but with his head turned so he can see Joey's face. He only sucks me for a little bit, then gets back up. "Today, though, I wanna do more than that, ok? You know, some of the things we've been looking at in the porn here? I want to do some of those things, ok? If you guys saw anything in there you want to do, just say so `cause I want to do it all." Joey's face seems a little flushed. He looks at me to see what I'm going to say. "Well, we can do some of it," I tell him. "First," Harry says, "we need to get naked." He moves over to Joey and tells him to raise his arms. Joey hesitates, then does like he's told. I'm watching, my dick still a hard woodie sticking out of my jeans. Harry throws Joey's t-shirt onto the floor which is where the porn is by now, and lays Joey back on the bed. He places Joey's arms up a little above his head, stops for a minute to admire the sweet, hot body laid out there, then starts to pull off Joey's jeans. Now Joey's laying there in his jockeys, all pure white except for one little yellowish spot dead center. Beneath it you can see the shape of Joey's dick pointing straight up the center of his chest. Harry closes his eyes and leans over to put his face in Joey's crotch. He breathes it all in for a minute before pulling the jockeys slowly down and off. Harry gets off the bed and motions me over to him. He stands me in front of him and we both look down on Joey's smooth, tight skin; little nipples on his beautiful chest; his hard dick skinny with a nice big mushroom head. I'm telling myself that this shouldn't really affect me but my own eight inches is rock hard and that feeling of horniness is just boiling in my balls. Harry has his hands on me, taking my clothes off. When I'm naked he runs his hands over my chest and stomach and down to my dick. I feel his tongue go in my ear and I start to pull away. Suddenly his arms are a steel trap. "Don't move," he whispers in my ear. "Just listen while I tell you what's up, ok?" I nod. "I'm paying you a lot of money. You don't want your brother to know how much, do you. And because I'm paying you so much, you want me to be satisfied, don't you. Because a dissatisfied cop is a cop you don't want to know--right?" I nod. I didn't see this coming and I feel a little worried. "So you got three reasons to go along with me--your brother, the money and the policeman's benevolence association. Now don't get nervous. I want us all to have a good time--but at the same time I don't want you telling me `no' all day. I won't do anything to hurt you, but I do expect to have fun, and you and your brother to have fun too." "Ok. Ok. I got you." "Good," he says and sticks his tongue in my ear. It gives me a little chill, but with the beer and all I'm relaxing. He's right. We should just have some fun and enjoy it. Nobody's gonna know. He puts me on the bed next to Joey while he gets undressed. Mainly he's looking at Joey, but he looks at me too sometimes, especially at our cocks. We're both cut, but mine is fatter and longer. Harry lays down on the other side of Joey, leaning on his elbow and his hand examining Joey's body, slowly, sensuously. I'm very hard. I don't know why this is getting me so hot, but it is. Joey is kind of nervous and excitied at the same time, wondering what's next. Harry kisses Joey's tits, licks down his stomach and stops just before getting to his dick. "I'm going to make this a special day for you," he tells Joey. "I'm going to teach you as much about sex as I think you can stand. Are you ready for that?" Joey grins. He's ready. I'm ready too, and I'm feeling a little jealous, but I'm excited too. Harry bends down and sucks Joey's dick into his mouth. Joey gasps and this look--sort of more than a smile--spreads over his face. Watching Harry and seeing Joey's face, for the first time in my life I want to suck a cock. I want to suck Joey's cock. I get down as close as I can to see what Harry's doing. After a few minutes, he looks into my face and pulls off. Without speaking, he puts his hand begind my head and pulls me down to Joey's dick. I don't resist. Just the opposite. My mouth opens and Joey's rigid pole--the skin so soft, but beneath it like a steel tube--goes into my mouth. I tongue and suck it. I love the way it feels and the way Joey starts to hump my face. I taste a little of his pre-cum oozing out. Harry is up by Joey, whispering to him as he runs his hand over his chest and stomach, every once in a while putting his hand on my head as I continue sucking. A couple of minutes later, Joey spasms, making a grunting noise and his sperm shoots down my throat before I hardly have a chance to even taste it. He pulls his sensitive cock out of my mouth while Harry grins. Harry tucks Joey in his left arm, then looks down at me. "My turn," he says, and since I've just sucked off my brother, how can I refuse. Joey's cock had been almost a perfect fit in my mouth and throat, but I could hardly get half of Harry's in. I licked around the head at first, tasting his pre-cum and something else I didn't want to think about (he was uncut). He had to tell me to be careful with my teeth, and I got the hang of that and before I knew what was going on, he had sent Joey down to sit on my back, and before long they were both holding my head as Harry's jism shot into my mouth. It was salty and acidic and I hadn't swallowed all of it yet when Harry pulled me up and put his mouth over mine and stuck his tongue in and sucked his own cum out of my mouth. It was the first time a man had ever kissed me. It was rough and dirty and it fucking turned me on so much I almost shot right then. "Now your turn," he said to me and laid me down. I spread my legs, thinking he would now suck me off the way he usually did. Instead I saw him whispering in Joey's ear and Joey then tried to take my cock down his throat as far as he could. Seeing my little brother eating my cock that way got me off almost immediately. When my juice started to shoot into his mouth, he started to pull back, but Harry held him down and kept whispering in his ear so that Joey took my semen into his mouth without swallowing, and when I was finally done, he laid on top of Harry, face to face, and they looked each other in the eye as Joey spit my juice into Harry's open, waiting mouth. Then Harry reached for me and kissed me so that we all had the taste of my cum and each other's spit in our mouths. "Fucking incredible," I said. "I didn't know queer sex was like this." Harry laughed and got up to get us all another round of beers. We talked for a little while, laying around naked and drinking our beer. Harry's dick was soft, but he kept sort of feeling it up. Joey started looking at the porn magazines again and was hard before either Harry or I even thought about it. Seeing Joey's dick, though, got me going again and before long Harry was getting erect too. "I gotta pee," Joey said and headed for the bathroom. "Wait, I got to too," Harry said following after him. A couple of minutes later I heard Joey giggle and I wondered what was going on. I got up and went in to see and there was Harry sitting on the toilet as Joey's yellow stream of piss sprayed onto his chest, ran down his stomach, over and through his bush, his cock and balls and finally into the toilet bowl. At the same time he was holding his cock so he was pissing on his own self, and just as I came in, he reached up with his other hand and pulled Joey to him, kissing him mouth to mouth as their hot pee ran over him. At the same moment I was thinking how gross it looked, my cock was harder and hotter than I had ever felt it before. It was the weirdest reaction. I went back to the bed and just lay there trying to make sense of it, but couldn't. Harry carried Joey back in and put him next to me on the bed. They were both laughing. "Fucking sick you guys," I told them. "And so you want me to lick your ass now or later?" Harry asked. I had to grin, then opened my legs wide. Ever since that first time he had done it, I knew that ass-licking was one of my favorite sports, and Harry knew it too. The way I moved and groaned as he did it to me told him I was a sucker for is hot tongue frenching my hole. He laid on top of me and put his mouth to my ear. "Poor Mark," he said. "You don't want to like this nasty, queer shit we do; but at the same time you love it, don't you." I didn't say anything. "Open your mouth," he told me. When he put his long, middle finger in, I could taste the piss on it. My cock jumped as I thought, "Oh fuck what am I doing?" He was watching my face. "You like that?" "I don't know," I answered, I thought, honestly. He reached down and felt my dick. "Oh yes," he said. "You like it very much." He held another pissy finger in front of my nose. I hesitated a moment then reached my mouth up and took it. "Good boy," he said. "Now it's almost time for me to lick your ass." He raised himself off me, then pulled my brother over and whispered something to him. Joey looked at me and grinned. I could see on his face he wasn't sure he should do it or not. "Go ahead," Harry told him and moved him into place. "Now slowly, just sit your little ass down," Harry said, and I watched as Joey's butt descended towards my face and as he got closer his cheeks gradually spread and I could see his pink little hole puckered there, surrounded by an aureole of dark brown skin then that surrounded by his light normal skin. "No," I said, but at the same time I opened my mouth and my tongue went out to meet my brother's rectum. Harry's hands rubbed my stomach softly and toyed with my balls and I could hear him saying "that's right, squat right over his face." I could taste my little brother now. There was some sweatiness, and some of Harry's piss had gotten in there somehow and there was something nasty and bitter tasting too. I thought, how disgusting, and tried to work as much saliva and my tongue into that hot boy hole as I could. I could barely feel Harry's hands stroking me as I felt myself becoming lost in my brother's shit hole. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I loved what I was doing. I felt on the edge of orgasm, but I wasn't going over. I had never had an experience of such intensity before. I could hear Harry's voice, but not what he was saying. My brother rubbed his ass up onto my nose then back to my mouth, back and forth. Then he would relax the sphincter for a moment and then tighten it up again. My tongue could feel the silkiness of the inside of his ass hole. It was an incredible sensation, a gross sensation, and the most erotic sensation of my life. Just then, Harry raised my legs and I felt his hot mouth kissing my hole. As his wet tongue worked into my hole I couldn't hold back any more and I fell headlong over the edge into an ecstatic orgasm. My brother told me later that my first load hit him in the face it was so strong. All I know was the feeling of my mouth on his hole and Harry's on mine and my body spasming out of control. When I came back down to earth I was covered in sweat and exhausted. Joey and Harry laid on either side, hugging and kissing me. "Did you like having your little bugger hole licked," Harry asked Joey. "Yeah. Felt great. I couldn't believe my brother would do it, but you were right. He really went for it." "I think you need a little more," Harry said, and moved around behind him. He laid Joey on his stomach and then pushed his nose and then his mouth into Joey's crack. Joey raised his ass to meet the tongue, saying, "fucking incredible, Mark. I could do this all day long." "And I could do it all day long," Harry said, "except there's one more thing I want to do." I knew immediately what Harry was thinking, and wondered if Joey would go for it. He had never done it or anything like it, after all. But then he had never done a lot of things before today. Still, I thought it should be his decision. "He's going to fuck you," I told him. He looked at me for a second. "Oh no." Harry raised up and laid on top of my brother. He looked me in the eye as he talked. "You'll like it. It's fantastic. Really." "It'll hurt," Joey said. "Just a little at first. But not really. Tell him." Harry said to me. "How would I know." "You gonna help me with this? Or we gonna have another little conversation?" He said to me. I shrugged. I didn't know what to do. I didn't think Harry should fuck my little brother, especially if Joey didn't want him to. But if I didn't go along with it ... I didn't know what Harry would do. "It'll be ok," I told Joey. "It won't hurt very much." "I don't want to. Your dick's too big," Joey told Harry. Harry folded him in his arms, kissed his neck, licked his ear. "I'm telling you. It'll be the best thing you ever did." "No." Harry motioned for me to move over and hug my brother. I did, telling him it was going to be all right, taking his dick in my hand and rubbing it for him. Harry moved back down and started kissing ass again. Joey's eyes closed for a second. I could see he loved getting his butt licked even though he was trying to resist it. Suddenly his eyes opened wide. I looked down and saw Harry was working a finger into Joey's hole. "I don't want to," Joey said, but didn't try to pull his ass away. I continued to lay next to him and rub his cock. Harry pulled his finger out, stuck it in his mouth to slick it up with more spit, then stick it back in Joey's hole. He saw me watching him. He licked his lips and said, "mmmm". I couldn't say anything since I already knew what that ass tasted like. Joey winced as two fingers went up his hole. "I don't like it," he said. Harry sucked his ass again, getting it wet and ready, then spit on his hand and got his hard, thick cock all slicked up. Joey looked at me. "Please don't let him." "It'll be ok," I tried to reassure him. Harry stuck his cock against the hole and slowly began to push. "Just relax it," he said. "It'll feel a lot better if you let it open. Pretend it's my tongue working your hole." "It hurts," he told me. Suddenly he gasped, then yelled. "Ow ow ow ow ow...take it out. take it out." Harry didn't take it out. His eyes closed and his face became beatified as he felt his cock enter the sweet young ass. Slowly he continued to work that long fat cock up Joey's chute. Joey was screaming. "No. Take it out. It hurts goddam it..." squirming around and trying to get out from under. I was holding him though, rubbing his cock which had turned soft while Harry continued his penetration from the back. Then Harry gave me a smack on the top of my head. I looked up. "Kiss him," he said. I just looked at him for a minute, then looked at my brother. Tears flowed from his eyes as he cried. His mouth was open. I put my hand behind his head and pulled myself to him close and put my mouth on his. His cry vibrated inside me at first, but as my tongue entered his mouth and I tasted his slobbers and he tasted me, he gradually subsided. Harry was rhythmically pumping him now, his cock slowly working in and out, rubbing Joey's prostate and filling his ass. Joey's kisses became full and deep. He couldn't get enough it seemed like. His cock started to harden against my stomach and his crying turned into a kind of moaning. Every once in a while he'd pull back from me and look and say something like, "Oh fuck." or "Oh shit." "I fuckin' love this shit." "Oh fuck me" so that it became a kind of endless stream of dirty talk. It was such an incredible turn on to hear my sweet little brother talking like that and loving the fucking he was getting. "Stick your dick in his mouth," Harry told me. I moved around so that we were 69ing. Joey eagerly swallowed my cock which of course was hard again. I kissed and nibbled at the head of his before taking it down my throat. Harry was fucking him full force now so that as he banged into Joey's ass, Joey's cock would go down my throat. We went on like this for a few minutes, then Harry bent down and said into my ear, "Can you piss?" I thought about it for a second and realized that I could. "When you think he's about to cum, piss in his mouth. Not too much. Just a little to push him over the edge." I continued to suck. I didn't know how I would tell when Joey was going to cum, but I guess Harry knew, because I heard him say "now" and I knew that was my signal. I relaxed my cock and after a minute the piss started to stream out. I could feel Joey's groans as my cock squirted into his mouth and a moment later his jism erupted into my mouth. He was groaning and moaning while he sucked on my pissy cock; and Harry was ejaculating his semen and his orgasm directly up Joey's ass now too, adding his own moans and ecstacy to the general noise and climax. As Harry pulled his cock from Joey's ass, I stretched my head around and licked at the dirt, spit, sweat and jism at the edge of Joey's stretched hole. I couldn't believe I was smelling and tasting such disgusting, nasty stuff; that I actually wanted my tongue in my brother's now so raunchy ass. But at the same time I HAD to have it, had to do it. When Harry touched my head and told me, "Yeah boy, get up in there", I exploded into orgasm and shot my own load into Joey's sucking mouth. I didn't take my mouth off of Joey's hole until he had sucked the last drop of pearly semen from my cock. We lay entwined in a heap over around and through each other and fell asleep for about an hour. When we woke up, we all took a shower together and talked about when we would get together to do it again. That night I lay in bed wondering what I was becoming, wondering if I was crazy somehow, wondering if I was bad because I liked these things . . . and wondering how soon I'd be able to fuck Joey myself. I jacked off, thought some more about it all, thought some more about Joey's ass and jacked off again. The End