Date: Wed, 11 Aug 2010 18:28:21 -0700 (PDT) From: Friedrich Craig Subject: Trained By The Best part 9 Everything that occurs in this series of stories happens in a world where there is no need for Safe sex because there are no STD's. In the FANTASY world I have created in this series there also are no legal or emotional consequences of forced sex with minors by adults, older teens and family members. If you can not separate FANTASY from reality, are offended by the subjects of Gay incest and forced sex with boys or this material is illegal where you live; DO NOT READ this story. If you are enjoying this series and/or have comments or suggestions, please contact me at FitchBoy@att.net Trained By The Best Part 9 All the way home my thoughts were racing. It was a six hour drive back there, and I didn't make the trip often. I usually just flew home for Christmas and made sure I was out of there before New Year. But there wasn't time to get a flight, I needed to get there ASAP and talk to Roger. I'd tried calling him all day, but he wouldn't answer my calls or return them, so I decided I'd just have to drive there and find out what the hell was happening. Roger's voice mail saying, "Steve told us everything", kept running through my head like a bad song you can't shake. All the images it brought to mind were worse, like a horror movie playing in my head that I couldn't turn off. Had Steve told them about Poker Nights? He was never there until my last one, but still, I was never sure of what the little bastard knew, or didn't know, from the very beginning. Memories of Poker Nights kept running through my head. My first poker night was a nightmare. Even though Steve Sr. had been fucking me and making me suck him off for months I was not prepared for my first Poker Night. I'd figured out that I was going to get used and fucked by Steve's poker buddies, but I wasn't expecting what we walked in on that first night. The game had already started when Steve and I got there; I walked in with Steve to see a boy on the floor in the middle of the room getting fucked by one man while he sucked off another. There were three other men standing and sitting around, watching the action. Nobody in the room had any clothes on. Steve explained that the boy getting fucked was the poker game, and the men in the room were the players. One of the other men said it was this games last night and that I was to be the new game on poker nights because this one was going off to college. Before the night was over all of the men in the room, including Steve, would be fucking me. As the night wore on I found out that on this, his last poker night and my first, the boy getting fucked when I walked in would be allowed in on the new game along with the men. The second surprise, after seeing how many of them were there, was that I knew about half of them. The boy going off to college I knew from school. We weren't exactly friends, I was two years behind him in school, but we lived in a small town with only one high school and it wasn't very big, so you sort of knew everybody. His name was Matt, and he was valedictorian of his class. He wasn't into sports, we only had basketball and he was short, like me. Seeing him bare assed for the first time I could see that he was a lot like me; He was short, thin and he looked a lot younger than 18. At 16, I could still pass for under 12, Matt probably could too. As I looked around the room that first night I saw three other faces I recognized. The first was Matt's father, the assistant principal at the high school. He also taught Boy's P.E. and coached the basketball team. Everybody always figured he was disappointed Matt was such a little guy and such a geek. Coach was tall, he'd played basketball in college, and he was built. He was fucking Matt when we walked in and I noticed now that he was a hairy dude, furry all over, another big contrast to Matt. The next guy I recognized worked for my Dad and Grandfather at the bank. Grand Pop owned the bank in town, he was president and Dad was vice president. I didn't know this guys name, but I had seen him at the bank a billion times, he'd even been at Grand Pop's house for company parties. This was a whole different kind of party and he looked at me as though he liked the idea of fucking the bosses' boy. He grabbed his cock, pointed it at me and winked. The third face I recognized was a face everybody in town knew. Standing in front of Matt, getting his cock sucked, was the assistant chief of police. The town didn't have a very big police force; maybe about a dozen, including the meter maid and crossing guard. Most everybody in town knew them all by first name. The assistant chief, though, was famous, or infamous. He'd been on the force the longest; a local who'd joined the force right out of High School. After getting a college degree from the rinky dink college one town over, he'd worked his way up through the ranks (not far to go in this town) and everybody assumed that he would be chief when the last one retired. Then they gave the job to somebody's nephew, a much younger guy with a Master's Degree in Criminal Justice. The guy was way overqualified for this place. Rumor had it he'd screwed up somehow and couldn't get a job anywhere else so his uncle made him our police chief. The Assistant Chief told everybody he was OK with it, but he didn't act like it. After that he changed, became a real jerk, angry all the time. Right now he looked like he was angry with Matt the way he was pounding his cock into Matt's face. Steve started to strip and told me to do the same. Once we had both stripped and put our clothes in a pile on the floor Steve went over to get in line behind the Assistant Chief telling me to stay put and watch. The man I knew from the bank came over to me. The guy looked me up and down, turned me around and patted my ass, then turned me back to face him. He said, "Steve says he's got you well trained. I'm next in Matt's ass, after his father breeds him. Why don't you fluff me so I'll be ready?" I didn't know what he meant so I just stood there. He smacked me then, and said, "Suck my cock bitch". Steve looked over and yelled at me, "you know what to do", so I dropped to my knees and went down on the guys cock. For the next hour or so I was kept on my knees. While I was sucking on the bank cock, Matt's Dad came in his son's ass and pulled out so the guy in front of me went over and took his place. Matt's Dad came over to me and presented his softening cock saying, "clean me up". I started sucking the cum off his cock. It didn't take long before he started to get hard again and his cock worked its way into my throat. He started fucking my face then and told me I was a good little cocksucker. A few minutes later he stopped with just the head of his cock in my mouth. He put one hand under my chin and tilted my head back enough that I could look up into his face. He said, "I can tell you want Coaches seed real bad baby, and you'll get it, but not just yet, Coach is saving his seed to breed your ass later." Coach walked away and His cock was replaced by another one. While they all took their last turns at Matt, they came to me in between to either have their cocks sucked clean, get them ready for their turn at Matt's Ass or both. Once every Man in the game had a turn at both of Matt's holes, it was my turn to take Matt's place. I was still on me knees so Steve told me not to bother to get up; he said to just crawl over to the middle of the room. As soon as I was in my place, there was a cock in front of my face and one taking aim at my ass. First in line up front was the Assistant Chief, holding his cock up to my face with what looked like a sneer on his face before he rammed it in and straight down my throat. First in place at the rear was the bank man, who did the same thing; at least if felt like he pushed his cock all the way through to my throat. Both men fucked like they wanted to punish me for something. It felt like they were trying to touch their cocks together inside me. Steve's training had not prepared me for this, and there were four other men, plus Matt, waiting their turn. I lost all track of time. It takes forever to get fucked by six men, two times over, when they've all already cum twice in another boy's holes. Matt's Dad fucked me three times. He said he would only breed my ass and he insisted on breeding me twice. He took his turn fucking my face, but he didn't cum; then he took a second turn at my ass to dump his second load. When the men were all through with me, it was Matt's turn. Matt wanted me on my back so I was flipped on my back on a foot stool. Matt grabbed my ankles, looked me in the eye and did his best to tear up my hole, but it was too late for that. I had been fucked for so long and had so much cum in there I could barely feel it. When we got back to Steve's house he told me I could sleep on the couch because he was all fucked out and didn't need me in his bed. He told me to go clean myself out first, because he didn't want scum leaking out of my ass all over the couch. I went into the bathroom and did as I was told then went out and crashed on the couch. When the little bastard came out to watch cartoons, it was way too soon. I made him suck me off and then sent him back to bed. When Steve got up it was the same as usual. I had some cereal with him in the kitchen. When he heard we were both up the little bastard came out to watch cartoons. After we ate, Steve and I got dressed and he drove me home. As I got out of the car Steve said, "Same thing next week". <<<<<>>>>> Now I was pulling into the same drive way, almost five years after the last time Steve dropped me off here. I reached for the garage door opener I no longer had and realized I'd have to go in the front door. I went around front and let myself in, heading straight for my old room, Roger's room now. I rounded the corner and saw Roger on his bed spooning our baby brother, beyond spooning. The little guy was curled up in fetal position and Roger was wrapped around him with his chin on the top of the kids head, his knees pulled up as far as they could be and his arms wrapped around the little guy. They were both bare assed. I retreated back up the stairs and called out, "I'm home. Anybody here?", then headed back down the stairs. When I rounded the corner this time Baby Bro was awake and straining his neck to look towards the stairs. When he saw me he just stared like a deer caught in headlights. Roger, on the other hand, was still fast asleep. Roger was always hard to wake up in the morning. I grabbed Roger's shoulder and told him to wake up, but he just rolled onto his back and mumbled something that ended with, ". wake-up blow-job Squirt." I looked down to see Roger was sporting morning wood and seemed to be pushing Baby Bro down towards it. Still looking panic stricken, Baby Bro's eyes went back and forth from Roger's hard cock to my face. The Little Guy didn't resist Roger's hand pushing his head though. When his head was all the way down to Roger's abs, Baby Bro gave me one last look, then opened his mouth and swallowed Roger's cock. I was amazed the little guy took it all in one gulp. Roger just smiled and said, "Yeah, Squirt, that's good". I couldn't believe my eyes. My Baby Bro was sucking our brother off like a pro, and seemed to be enjoying it. I watched, dumbfounded, while the little guy went down on Roger's cock. He was taking it all the way into his throat and bobbing up and down just an inch or so, working the head in and out of his throat. Then the little guy would come up all the way to lick and suck on the head before sliding back down for some more throat action. The little guy got a hand between Roger's legs and started working Roger's balls. I couldn't tell if Roger was still asleep. He never opened his eyes but kept mumbling encouragement. When the little guy started playing with Roger's balls Roger said, "Good boy, Squirt. Work my balls while you suck, You know they've got what you want in them." I saw Roger's nuts start to tighten up and could tell he was trying to fuck into Baby Bro's throat. Roger started to lift his ass off the bed, pushing his cock up into the little guy. Baby Bro didn't resist, it looked like he just worked harder to get Roger to cum. When Roger's nuts were pulled up tight to the base of his cock he made one last push and then went stiff, his back was arched and his ass was up off the bed. Baby Bro pulled up so that he had just the head of Roger's cock in his mouth and stayed there. I watched Roger's cum pulse through his cock into the Little Guy's mouth. When Roger was through, he relaxed and dropped back down to the bed. Baby Bro let Roger's cock pop out of his mouth, tilted his head up to look me in the eye and swallowed Roger's load. I heard Roger say, "Squirt's a good little cock-sucker, you should give it a try." I turned and looked at Roger to see that his eyes were open and he had a funny little smirk on his face. I started to ask, "What the fuck has been going on here?" But I stopped mid-sentence when I felt my fly open up. I looked down to see that Baby Bro had crawled over Roger to the edge of the bed and was getting my hard cock out of my pants. I hadn't even noticed that watching the Little Guy suck Roger off had gotten me hard, but apparently Baby Bro had. I continued to watch as Baby Bro pulled my cock out and then swallowed it down all the way; just like he'd swallowed Roger. "Feels good in there, doesn't it?" Roger asked. With out waiting for an answer Roger went on to say, "Squirt's a real cock & cum slut, can't get enough in either end, no matter how much we pump in him." I heard him through a fog. I was lost in the pleasure of Baby Bro's mouth and throat. The Little Guy was working my cock just like I'd watched him work Roger's and it felt even better than I'd imagined it would. The little guy's hands were busy the whole time he was working my cock with his mouth. Baby Boy got my belt open and pulled my pants down below my ass then pulled off my cock just long enough to get the waist band of my boxer brief's down below my balls. With that accomplished he dove back down on my cock and grabbed my balls with both hands. Roger watched a while then moved around behind The Little Guy. I watched as Roger took a hold of his Cock, hard again already, and aimed at Baby Bro's hole. With one good push Roger buried his cock in The little guy, held it there, looked at me, smiled and said, "As good as it feels in that end, you've got to tack a stab at this end, it's even better". Roger started fucking into The Little Guy while the incredible cock sucking continued. I'd never expected Roger and me to be sharing our Baby Bro, one cock in each hole. It was as wonderful as it was unexpected, though, and I was about to get off in the end I was using. Roger seemed to know that I was close and he started to encourage me. Roger told me he knew just how good it felt and how much I wanted to unload. When he started pounding into our little brother harder than ever he yelled, "feed the little bitch while I pump this end full." Roger buried his cock in The Little Guys ass and was obviously shooting while Baby Bro went all the way down on my cock, taking me into his throat, and squeezing my balls tight in his hand. That pushed me over the edge and I started pumping straight into Baby Bro's belly, dumping a load that had been building for at least a week. When I finished draining my balls into Baby Bro my knees were weak and I had to sit down on the bed. Roger looked at me and said, "We've got the little slut well trained, haven't we?" Then Roger smacked Baby Bro on the ass, got off the bed and headed out to the pool saying, "Lets all have a swim and then get some breakfast, I'm starving." The little guy got up and followed. I watched them run out and jump in the pool and realized I was sitting there with my pants down and my cock out, but still fully dressed. I pulled my shoes and socks off, stepped out of my Jeans and briefs, peeled my shirt off and went out to join them. The three of us just floated in the pool together for a while and then Roger said, "I bet that really rocked your world. Turn's out Squirt is one hell of a cock-sucker, a real natural talent. It took a little more training to get him to take it up the ass, but once you tap into it, you'll never be able to get enough of it." Baby Bro piped up with, "Can we eat before Rob fucks Me? I didn't have anything all day yesterday and I'm starved." Roger just laughed at that and said, "Me and Steve and the guys fed you as much as we could Squirt, but I guess you never did get any solid food in your belly." Laughing again, Roger climbed out of the pool and headed for the shower door, followed closely by The Little Guy, with me right behind. We got into the shower and I saw it was littered with used towels; we had to search for clean towels and could only find two. Roger handed one to me, held on to the second and picked through the towels on the floor to find one for Baby Bro. While we all dried off I asked what the hell had been going on and Roger said, "We had a little pool party. I'll tell you about it while we eat." Roger headed out of the shower and, once again Baby Bro and I followed all the way up to the kitchen. Roger started a pot of coffee, poured us all some juice and popped some breakfast burritos in the micro wave. While we drank our juice and waited on the food & coffee, Roger started telling me about the past two day's, starting with The little guy coming home early Friday and catching Roger and Steve watching some of our Dad's Bi Porn. He just kept on talking while he pulled the burritos out of the micro and passed them around. By the time we'd finished eating and he was pouring the two of us coffee he was telling me all about the pool party last night and that he didn't get my voice mail messages until just before He and Baby Bro went to sleep. Then he looked at me and said, "Nothing much more happened `til you got here, except there was a message from Dad. He said he'd be home Tuesday. That doesn't make sense. He and Mom are on a cruise, I don't know how they can leave early, and he didn't mention Mom; He said I'll be home, not we'll be home."