Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2007 20:01:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Bert Carley <bert_carley@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trevor's Early Years - Ch. 2

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic events
between males. If you are offended by such material or are too young, live
where it is not allowed, don't read the story. In the world of this story,
the characters do not always use condoms. Make sure you protect yourself
from disease in the real world by always using such protection. This story
is copyrighted and the author must approve duplicating or posting the
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Comments and suggestions can be sent to the author bert_carley@yahoo.com

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Trevor's early years -- Chapter 1 ended with:

After the three devoured the two large pizzas, the boys cleaned up the mess
then joined Sal who was watching a college football game on the TV. Then
the three cuddled up together on the big sofa. Sal lay on his back his arms
raised over his head, his legs spread wide. Trev was sprawled out mostly on
top of Sal with his face buried in one of Sal's hairy armpits. Mike was
curled up on his side between Sal's legs with his head face down in Sal's
hairy groin with the long foreskin of Sal's flaccid cock pressed against
his nose and lips. All three were still soundly asleep when Meg returned
from her shift a little after 2:30 in the afternoon. She thought it was so
cute and sexy that she grabbed the digital camera and took about eight good
shots at different angles of her precious men at rest.
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Trevor's early years --Chapter 2

After Trevor's graduation from high school in June, he worked part time in
a local convenience store during weekdays so he could continue going on
week-end motorcycle tours riding behind Sal on his big classic fully
dressed Harley Davidson hog. By the middle of July, Sal surprised Trev with
the keys to a used hog he had purchased from a widow of one of the club
members killed in a freak auto accident. The used Harley was also a big
beautiful classic, all chrome and painted a dark radiant blue with white
pin striping.  The widow even threw in the full set of leathers that had
been her deceased husbands for Trev for nothing.  Trevor was ecstatic with
excitement having his own hog and the macho masculine leather jacket,
chaps, harness, gloves, arm bands and boots. Everything fit perfect, even
the boots. The two guys had a ball all summer long with the other club
members. They were a renegade bunch of crazy bikers that toured just about
every county fair in the state of California, Nevada and even up into
Oregon. It wasn't uncommon for Sal to have to work some weekends, but he
had trained Trev well to ride the bike with confidence and safely, so
allowed Trev to tour with the club members even when Sal was working a
weekend. Once in awhile Meg even went on a tour when she wasn't working.

It was on one of these weekends without Sal while attending the Solano
County Fair near Vallejo, CA that Trevor had separated from the other guys
in the club for awhile and gone off by himself headed for the Carnival
Midway, one of his favorite pastimes and a place he always enjoyed. As he
was walking along the Midway taking in the early-afternoon excitement of
young folks enjoying themselves with the many rides and activities, he
noticed a group of hippies gathered in the immediate vicinity of a large
hippie trinket concession booth. Trev immediately gravitated to this group
with the hope that they might know his dad Rex or his
whereabouts. Surprised, Trev suddenly spotted his dad Rex in the group, ran
up to him and literally threw himself at him in a rush of excitement. When
Rex finally realized who it was, he picked Trev up around the waist and
spun them around and around. The two looked like twins, both with long
blond hair pulled into a pony tail, except Rex was dressed in full brown
suede hippie garb with long tassels down the sleeves and outer seam of the
pants, Trevor in his black leather chaps over worn, faded denim Wranglers,
only a black harness and leather arm bands above his waist. It was quite
warm, so he just had the leather jacket flung over his left shoulder. The
outfit was topped off with the black motorcycle boots and palm gloves. His
teenage muscles bulged below the surface of his smooth tanned skin.

Even though it had been eight long years since Trev last saw his dad, he
clung to him as dad hugged him to his body. Rex had obviously been smoking
weed and was quite stoned and feeling no pain. He put his lips to his son's
and gave him a long kiss. When Rex finally released Trev he held him by the
shoulders at arms length, spinning him around to get a good look at him in
total, top to bottom. "My god Trev, you're all grown up Baby! You're the
splitting image of your old man alright, excepting a tad younger, but would
you look at all those bitching muscles you've developed. My! My! What a
sight you are indeed son! Come on, meet my friends."

After Rex introduced him to his friends, most hugging and squeezing his
muscles, even the guys in the group as they talked awhile, Rex put his arm
around Trev's waist and led him down a narrow passageway between the
canvass booths to a large motor home sitting out behind the Midway. As they
entered Rex shouted, "Hey Tiger, come meet my son Trevor." A very handsome
man stepped out of the bathroom completely nude, still drying himself with
a large bath towel. He had to duck to come through the doorway he was so
very tall, pushing seven feet. It took Trev by total surprise. The guy
looked to have all the facial features of a white man, until he started
looking more closely. He had a long narrow Caucasian nose and big light
blue/green eyes, but had the huge thick lips of a black man covering a
perfect set of straight pearly whites. He had all the masculine body
structure of a big muscled black man, however the near white skin of a
tanned Caucasian, except for the tuffs of kinky black hair on his body, an
uncircumcised huge much darker dick, almost reddish-purple in color, that
swung down over two large low hangers of even a darker almost black color
surrounded with the same kinky coarse black hair. His head was shaved
completely bald. He was awesomely handsome alright and Trev just couldn't
help but stare, especially at the massive equipment dangling from his
crotch. Those huge dark rough skinned dark danglers were real eye catchers
carrying balls the size of large hen eggs.  He guessed Tiger to be one of
those quadroon or octoroons he had read about somewhere, but definitely
carried a sufficient number of black genes in all the right places to make
him a male specimen of impressively excellent rugged beauty. The big man
wasn't the least bit self- conscious being nude in front of Trev as he spun
the towel into a weapon, turned to face Rex and snapped it at him saying,
"So where have you been hiding this blond beauty? My god babe, he's the
splitting image of you Rex. He's especially pretty alright - looks to be
finger licking good!" Trev noticed that Tiger spoke perfect English with a
slight British accent. Tiger turned back facing Trev, smiled, stepped
forward right up to him, put his arms around the boy, lifted him into his
arms in one swift motion and put his nose to Trev's long blond locks. He
inhaled deeply the scent and let out a deep low moan, then gazed down into
Trev's eyes and stuck his tongue out and gave him one long sloppy lick from
his chin up to his ear leaving a trail of his saliva. "Oh Rex, he's
beautiful honey! His hair smells absolutely heavenly." He placed his big
thick lips firmly over Trev's completely covering them with his own massive
lips and gave him a long sensuous kiss. He spun the two around and around
dancing and humming an old Celtic melody.

Rex laughed and responded with, "Tiger, I take it you like my baby then!
Isn't he something! Why don't you carry him right into the bedroom so we
can strip search him and make sure he's still daddy's boy and hasn't
forgotten how he use to make his daddy and momma mighty proud of his love
for us. Be like old times with him in bed with us." Once in the bedroom
Tiger and Rex stripped Trev and began a ritual of licking, nibbling and
sucking on every square inch of the beautiful young man. Trevor managed to
work his nose and tongue into his dad's pits and inhale the familiar scent
he remembered from years long past, eventually burying his nose in Rex's
blond pubic hair. He seemed to go crazy with lust as Tiger went to town
with his talented tongue and luscious lips up and down over the moist area
leading from his balls to his pink rosebud, finally settling in and
aggressively licking, sucking, nibbling, and gently biting, before working
his strong tongue into the warmth of the lad's pinkie as it opened up like
a rosebud into a full bloom pink flower, the pulsating petals pulsating and
grabbing for more heavenly tongue action. Trev began to tremble with
pleasure, lusting, totally out of control, moaning and thrusting his booby
back for more attention to his throbbing honey pot. Rex joined Tiger with
the lube and together they prepared and worked fingers into Trev until he
was begging for the ultimate pleasure he craved.

Tiger pulled Trev up on to his knees, lubed and directed Rex's hard cock
into his son doggie style, then greased up his own huge purple headed
monster and doggied right up into Rex's warm familiar derriere.  Tiger
began slowly pumping, gradually increasing his speed until he was thrusting
into his lover, the motion transferring into Trev through Rex. Tiger
constantly changed the angle of his decent until both Rex and Trev were
moaning and letting out squeals of sexual bliss only a lover of anal sex
would ever deliver openly without reservation. The three seemed as one,
joined in this most intimate of sexual bliss. A constant dribble of semen
was dropping as a spider-web from Trev's cock on to the terry towel spread
under him over the bedclothes. Rex's eyes were rolled back into his eyelids
as drool oozed from his gaping mouth on to his son's arched back and
trickled down his spine headed for his lowered neck. Tiger was in complete
control, taking them to the threshold of a massive orgasm, backing off
quickly, taking them up again and again, just short of the summit of sexual
pleasure, only to back off and start the cycle again. The smell of male
pheromones filled the room as the sweat covered their bodies and Rex began
to beg Tiger to let them finally reach shared climaxes. Ten more huge
thrusts and all three did shoot their huge juicers.  Tiger rolled them over
on their left sides and they slowly came down from their highs in total
bliss and dropped off for a short nap wrapped in each other's strong arms.

Trev awoke to the feel of Tiger spooned up against his back feeding his
huge dick into him. It felt like a huge log being pushed into him and
burned as a fire around his sphincter muscle. Tiger hesitated, pausing
further entry until he felt Trev's muscles relax. He had him firmly
encircled with his long powerful arms so there was no escape. Tiger
whispered in his ear, "Relax baby, just relax and soon you will be cooing
like your pappy did the first time I made love to him. Just relax now and
everything will be just fine. I won't hurt you baby!" The excruciating pain
was far too great and Trev fought Tiger all the way, until Tiger thrust a
couple of times and he felt the course wiry hair against his buns. "There
Baby, it's all in you now so just relax and get use to it. They lay
perfectly still for awhile as Tiger nibbled and sucked on Trev's neck and
shoulders. Trev looked over his shoulder and realized that his dad was no
longer in bed or in the room.  When Tiger felt Trev begin to relax he
started a slow rotation of his hips and pulled back a couple of inches at a
time until he had pulled back about seven inches of his cock. Slowly he
pushed back in all the way and then repeated his action until Trev was
responding by slowly rotating his ass over the huge purple salami and
moaning softly. Tiger took this as a go and started to pull out all the way
to the head and push back in faster and faster until he had the kid
thrusting back with his buns, gasping for breaths between his moans of
pleasure. Tiger stayed intact and buried to the hilt as he flipped Trev
over on his back and raised his legs up over his shoulders, looked down
into Trev's dreamy eyes and began to pump him like a wild stallion mounted
on a breeding mare in heat. He smiled at Trev as he suddenly stopped.

"Do you like this big purple juicer in your honey pod now boy like you
pappy does?"

"Fuck YES! Sure do! I never imagined anything that big could feel so good!
Please fuck me harder Tiger!"

"Yes! You're just like your pappy alright. He can't get enough of this big
nigger dick up his tight ass too. It took him quite awhile to get use to me
mounting him, but now he thanks me for being persistent with him and has
turned into one hot tight pussy for this big nigger dick. As for you son,
you're all broken in already.  Someone with a big dick has you all broken
in good and proper for us big boys to pleasure ourselves." He started
pumping Trev's boy pussy again as he leaned forward nibbling, sucking and
biting on the boy's hard quarter inch sensitive nipples. Trev began to moan
with pleasure, rotating his ass over Tiger's huge purple
appendage. Eventually the moans and gasps turned to higher pitched sounds
similar to a howling cat in heat. Tiger had to place his large hand over
Trev's mouth to quiet him down a bit.

Trevor climaxed two times before Tiger finally let loose with a final
thrust and painted Trev's intestines with his hot, potent, creamy jizz. He
pulled his dick from Trev, flipped him over on his belly, spread his ass
cheeks with his long fingers and buried his face in the crevice and started
sucking all his jizz out of the boy.  He flipped Trev back on his back,
crawled up and lay over him, top to bottom and French kissed the boy
sharing his load with the boy as they continued to kiss and make out for
some time. Finally Tiger rolled off Trev on to his feet off the bed, picked
up Trev and carried him into the shower with him. He pushed Trev down onto
his knees at his feet, held his head up looking at him, smiled and forced
the boy's mouth open with his thumbs. He slipped his purple salami into
Trev's mouth and let loose with a stream of bright yellow urine. Trev
couldn't keep up with the flow and it ran down from the corner of his mouth
over his chin and down over his body and settled into his trimmed soft
blond bush. As Tigers cock was still spraying he pulled it and started
spraying the boy's hair, face, chest, nipples, and down drenching his
groin, cock and balls. When his bladder was empty he returned his huge,
flaccid salami to Trev's mouth and the boy milked the final drops out from
under the foreskin, finally shaking it vigorously in the boy's face with
the final few drops. He lifted Trev up on his feet and directed the boy's
face to his left armpit. He raised his arm up and rubbed Trev's nose, lips
and face into the strongly scented dripping course pit hair.

"Lick and clean my pits Boy, get right in there just like your old man does
when they are wet and ripe - one of his favorite spots on this big Nigger
Man. He could see that Trev too was enjoying himself, totally engulfed and
feeding on his ripe pits. When Trev was finished cleaning Tiger's hairy
pits he pushed Trevor back down on his knees, turned around, leaned over
and spread his cheeks exposing his very hairy anus cavity. "I just know you
like to eat ass too Boy." Trev buried his face in the channel, licked,
sucked and devoured the sweaty mixture of man smells and tastes. Eventually
Tiger turned on the shower head and regulated the water, lifted Trev up and
bent him over and told him to hold his ankles. He flipped a lever on the
shower head which directed the flow of the water to a douche nozzle. He
soaped up the device and pushed it up into Trev's anus and held one hand on
the boy's stomach as it filled with the warm water.  When Trev's stomach
had expanded and he felt to be a bit pregnant, the magic wand was pulled
from his rosebud and he was told to stand up straight and hold it in
standing in the corner as Tiger redirected the water to the shower head and
took a leisurely hot shower, steaming up the shower stall.

"OK Boy you hold that in and step to the toilet now and get rid of the
enigma water. Don't flush it as I need to see if you are clean inside yet."
Trev did as told as Tiger followed him to the toilet. When Trev was
finished and standing, Tiger checked the discharge and realized the boy
needed another go. He sent the boy back into the shower to repeat the
treatment without his assistance as he dried himself and sat up on the
basin cabinetry awaiting his return to the toilet. Another check of the
toilet contents indicated that the boy was cleaned out sufficiently. Tiger
popped him on the ass and told him to jump in the shower and clean up good
as he waited, still perched on the lavatory basin cabinetry watching the
boy through the glass shower door. When the boy emerged he tossed the same
damp towel he had used at the boy and told him to dry. He pulled a
hairdryer from the cabinet and handed it to Trev, along with a hairbrush of
his dad's and a new toothbrush and the tube of toothpaste. "You finish in
here, clean up any mess, return to the bedroom and dress. Meet me in the
main room up front and your dad and I will decide just what to do with you
next." He kissed the boy, gave him a hard slap across each ass cheek and
headed out the door and down the hallway, still nude toward the front of
the MH.

Trevor was dressed in his full leather garb as he stepped into the
kitchen/dining/living area. Both his dad Rex and Tiger were dressed and
talking standing in the kitchen, Rex preparing supper. The table was set
for three and the clock read 6:30pm. During the meal both Rex and Tiger
questioned Trev who he was with, about his transportation to the fair and
how long he would be staying, etc. Since it was Friday and Trev would have
been camping out with his group, all on bikes, Rex talked Trev into calling
his buddies on his cell phone and telling them he would be staying with
them until Sunday around noon when he would join them again for the return
to home. Tiger accompanied Trev with his vehicle entrance pass and they
went to the parking lot and retrieved Trev's Harley and drove it on to the
grounds and parked it next to the MH where they could secure it. Rex had
the evening shift attending the Hippie booth, so Tiger took Trev around
introducing him as Rex's son to all his Carney friends along the Midway as
they rode the rides and played the many fun games. A couple of times Tiger
pulled Trev in between booths in the semi dark, light up a joint and share
it with Trev until they both were feeling good and wasted. Trev would drop
to his knees, fish out Tiger's huge cock and play with it for awhile before
he would put it in his mouth and suck it until the juicer filled his mouth
almost to overflow. Then they would continue their adventures along the
midway, sucking up beer and acting silly like a couple of kids. Twice they
entered the Hippie booth and Tiger and Rex talked business. Trev noticed
that during that time a couple of the young hippies that he had met, one a
young teenage girl and the other a young teenage guy. They each turned in a
hand full of greenbacks that Rex counted then rang up in the register. Rex
opened a small safe, pull out a small plastic bag and hand it to them, then
counted out money and handed a portion to each. They looked inside checking
the contents, slip it in a large pocket in their clothing, the money in a
smaller upper pocket and off they went smiling as they mingled with the
crowd. Two cowboys, most likely associated with the Rodeo, walked into the
concession booth, spotted Tiger and each counted out $100 in 20's and
handed it to Tiger in return for a red ticket he pulled from a compartment
under the cash register. He ran up the sale and pointed the two guys across
the Midway to a small red arrow pointing between two booths. The two
cowboys smiled and took off with their tickets across and down the narrow
alley where the arrow pointed. Trev walked up to his dad and asked what was
going on with both the hippie girl and boy and the two cowboys that just
dropped a hundred each for a red ticket and directed to follow the sign
across the Midway. Tiger stepped forward and took over the conversation.

"You don't think we are making a living selling this hippie paraphernalia,
jewelry and clothing at these fairs do you son! Hell no Trev, we are
operating a whore house across the way in a big Motor Home we own with
four, sometimes six or eight young hippie boys and girls we pick up along
our travels and train to be pleasure receptacles for our special
clients. The two hippies, the girl and boy that you saw are two of them
that are just getting off their shift. They turned in their receipts and
your dad gave them each their portion due from their last shift
yesterday. They work on a 60/40 split, house 60 percent, them 40
percent. We supply them with supplies, the MH set up with separate
furnished cubicles to entertain their customers. Our only customers are the
Carnival Employees and the many Cowboys that follow the Rodeo circuit from
fair to fair. Word of mouth within those two client bases are our only
customers, so we have managed to stay safe from public or law enforcement
scrutiny. We all do quite well too, especially with the Cowboys! Our whores
travel in their own vans or Motor Homes, following us from location to
location. We have two full time employees that live in the MH, keep it
clean, maintained and oversee the operation inside the unit.  There is no
money exchanged or held in the service vehicle just in case it would be
raided. The couple is very well paid and has use of the MH during the off
season. You might say we run a traveling whore house and supply both boys
and girls for our very loyal customer base. Like I said, our best customers
come from the cowboy population. They make good money, especially the
winners and like to suck and fuck young hippies. Most go for the boys,
however the two girls we have do quite well with some of the older rough
Carney guys that like to eat young juicy pussy. The best part is it's all
mostly tax free, except of course, the retail hippie paraphernalia,
jewelry, trinkets and clothing, justifying our presence and our
contribution to the sales tax base. Any questions or concerns you might
have with our operations must remain between us.  You do understand son?"

Trev quickly answered, "Oh yes sir. In fact I wouldn't mind working a few
hours servicing some of those hunky cowboy dudes, riding their huge crotch
horses I see roaming around the rodeo and stockyards. Oh La-La! Yes indeed
could I handle milking a few of those hunks of a few loads of cowboy baby
maker jizz?  I even saw a couple of Carnies working along the Midway I
wouldn't mind having a rumble with too, as I like it real rough, dirty and
intense at times with rough trade type hunks. The rough and ready type
dudes that the Carnival draws as employees have always made my pussy
pulsate just watching them being their dirty uncouth, filthy mouthed
selves, loaded with tattoos, ripped jeans and wife beaters, and sporting
huge baskets to tantalize a cock connoisseur like me into lustful thoughts
of having a heavy rendezvous with them. This could be real fun for the
weekend - pure unrestrained lusts with some red hot dudes that know how to
throw a hot fuck to a willing biker like me. I assume all is done using
safe sex! Am I right Tiger?"

"Well, let your dad and me discuss it for a bit and we will see what we can
come up with Babe! You go back to the MH for awhile and wait for me to
return with our decision Trev. Give it some serious though while you smoke
another joint and help yourself to a couple of long necks in the
refrigerator. Your dad is going to have the final word in this request, as
I would just as soon have you all for our personal enjoyment the entire
weekend. I tend to be a bit possessive at times. Just ask your dad about
how I like to rule his roost and keep him close and submissive and
dominated by my assertive personality. Enough said! Go now he will be along
in awhile and give you our decision as I tend the store."

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