Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2006 23:26:06 -0400
From: Steve Vogelsang <stpetecub@gmail.com>
Subject: Leave It To Beaver, Part 4

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Leave it to Beaver Stories

Part 4: Lumpy's First Time

At Mr. Haskell's cabin the men and the boys, Mr. Haskell and Eddie and
Mr. Cleaver and Wally and the Beaver, were enjoying all the cock and ass
they could handle. A few miles away Mr. Rutherford and his son Clarence
were pulling into a service station. They were hopelessly lost.

At this late hour the service station was practically deserted. A mechanic
worked on a '55 Studebaker while a younger man sat behind the cash register
reading a magazine. As Mr. Rutherford made his way to the counter he
noticed that the station would only be open for about another ten
minutes. Clarence stayed in the car and watched the mechanic.

"Young man, my son and I are lost. Do you know how to get to Ridgecrest
Drive?"

The man looked up from his magazine. Mr. Rutherford produced an audible
gasp. He had rarely seen a man so beautiful. He was probably around 19 or
20. He had gorgeous black curly hair and deep green eyes. His smile was
stunning. He wore a tight shirt that accentuated his muscular torso. He was
dying to get a look at the beauty's bulge but that remained hidden by the
counter.

"Why yes sir, I do."

The man started giving him directions but Mr. Rutherford barely heard
him. All he could do was look into his mesmerizing eyes. As he listened his
cock began to stiffen in his suit pants. Before too long the entire eight
inches of his manhood was pushing at the fine wool fabric. It was dying to
get out. He casually adjusted himself the man wouldn't get too suspicious.

"Ahem, anything I can help you with, son?"

Mr. Rutherford jumped and turned around. The mechanic stood a few feet from
him. He looked into the mechanic's eyes and knew instantly that they were
father and son. The father was every bit as beautiful as the son and the
mussed hair, greasy hands and stained dark blue jumpsuit made him a blue
collar fantasy come true. Mr. Rutherford's cock pulse and spit out a wad of
hot precum.

"I, I, um, we, lost..." was all he could say.

Meanwhile, in the car, Clarence was watching his father talk to the men
inside. When his father had turned around he immediately noticed the bulge
from his crotch. His own cock started to harden. Was his father turned on
by these men? Why was he turned on by his father? For a year he had been
asking himself this second question. Now it turns out that perhaps his
father was also attracted to men.

Clarence groped his growing cock through his pants. He sat motionless as he
watched the scene unfold inside the station.

"Well, dad, it seems this fella and his son is lost. They're looking for a
cabin up on Ridgecrest Drive."

"Is that right? Well, you're almost there mister."

The mechanic moved closer to Mr. Rutherford. He spread his legs a bit. He
smiled and began to rub the bulge at his crotch. His son got up and walked
around the counter. He walked up behind Mr. Rutherford and wrapped his
strong arms around the businessman. Mr. Rutherford groaned deeply as the
son's hands slowly traveled down to his hard cock. His hot wet tongue
lapped at his ear lobe. He kissed his neck gently.

"It seems my son has taken a shine to you, mister."

Mr. Rutherford closed his eyes as the waves of pleasure overtook him.

The mechanic moved closer. Mr. Rutherford could feel his stiff cock against
his own. His warm breath ticked his left ear.

"Let's get your son in here and have ourselves a party, what do you say?"

"Yesssss," Mr. Rutherford hissed.

Clarence was one step ahead of them. When he saw the young man kiss his
father's neck he got out of the car and headed toward the door. All three
men looked up as Clarence came into the station.

"Daddy, oh daddy, please, let me suck your cock!"

"Junior, hit the lights and lock the door, we're taking this party in the
back."

Bill Lawson and his son Mark ran the Sunset Lake service station. For the
last five years they catered to a wide-range of travelers. Occasionally
they were lucky enough to get men and boys from the city to stop in and,
given the right signals, had a hell of a time with them in the backroom. In
between Bill and Mark enjoyed the strong bond of father and son sex.

Mr. Rutherford and Clarence were brought into the backroom. It was a dark
and warm place. Shelves of spare car parts lined the walls. At the far end
of the room there was a worn couch and an easy chair. Mark pulled the
cushions off the couch and pulled out a bed. Clarence grabbed his father
and pulled him down onto the bed. They started to kiss passionately. They
sucked on each others tongues and groped each other's stiff cocks. A father
and his virgin son began unleashing the passion they had for each other.

Meanwhile, Bill and his son Mark stripped off their clothes and joined the
Rutherfords on the bed. Bill unbuckled Clarence's belt and began taking off
his pants. Mark did the same with Mr. Rutherford. Before long they were
naked from the waist down. Bill caressed Clarence's teen ass. He groaned
acknowledging how great it felt. Bill spread the boy's ass and circled the
hole with his index finger.

"It's a father's duty to take his son's ass, mister. Let me get it ready
for you."

Bill dove in and started sucking at Clarence's hole. He pushed his tongue
into the tight opening and swabbed at the warm walls within. Clarence
closed his eyes tight and gave into the intense pleasure of his first
rimming.

Mark dove onto Mr. Rutherford's cock and took all of it down his expert
throat. He had been sucking cock for over five years now and knew how to
handle just about anything. Mr. Rutherford started fucking the teen's mouth
and throat. It had been awhile since he'd had such a great blow job. The
last guy who blew him was his boss's sixteen year old nephew. He fed the
kid a nice thick load of cum right there in his office just minutes before
the afternoon staff meeting. He was getting close thinking back to that
day.

"Stop, stop, I'm going shoot if you don't stop!"

Mark pulled off and Bill pulled his tongue out of the hot ass he'd been
eating.

"He's ready, mister. Come on, fuck your son's ass!"

"Oh, daddy, yes, please, fuck me! I want to feel your big cock inside me,
now!"

Mr. Rutherford jumped up and got behind his son who was on his hands and
knees near the edge of the bed. Mark got up onto the bed too and pointed
his ass toward his father.

"Fuck me too dad! Push that fat cock deep inside me!"

"You ready for it, boy?"

"Yes, dad, the tire salesman fucked me this afternoon in the men's
room. His cum is still inside me. You'll slide right in!"

Mr. Rutherford was feeling lightheaded. He couldn't believe he was going to
finally fuck his son. Getting lost was the best thing that could ever
happen to them. He leaned over and gave his son's hole a quick lick before
lining up his meat.

"Oh, son, here it comes, here comes daddy's cock!"

Mr. Rutherford's cock head pushed into his son's tight hole. There was some
resistance. He slapped the teen's ass and the hole loosened up. Three hard
inches tunneled into boy. A foot away Bill was already fucking his son's
hole. The mechanic pounded into the teen with wild abandon. The boy was
used to getting fucked daily and loved it more than anything. He pushed
back hard onto his father's spike. His only wish was that he had a cock
firmly down his throat too. The tire salesman's cum flowed out of Mark's
hole and onto his hairy balls as his father bottomed out in the boy.

Mr. Rutherford pushed another few inches of his rod into the hot hole of
his only son. One more push and he was fully inside.

"Nice work, mister, you've popped your son's cherry ass!"

Mr. Rutherford reared back and let out a wild scream. Sweat poured off the
man and onto his son's back and ass. He looked over at the mechanic and in
a lust-filled haze started to slam his cock in and out of his son's hot
gasping hole. The men wildly fucked the sons they loved and both Clarence
and Mark floated away on a cloud of ecstasy. They looked into each other's
eyes and within seconds they were both shooting their hot teen loads into
the stained mattress below them.

The fathers were getting close. They both started to fuck into their sons
faster and deeper. Mr. Rutherford couldn't believe how hot his son's ass
was. He had fucked his fair share of male ass but a virgin hole was beyond
glorious. It had been a good five years since his last virgin ass. He had
been the lucky guy to take his wife's brother's cherry at his own bachelor
party.

They got the poor guy drunk and one by one seven of them shot their thick
cum deep into his ass. Since they were related by marriage it was only
right that Mr. Rutherford had first shot. They next day the groom
remembered little about the night before. Most of the evidence had been
sucked out of his hole by a turkey baster and shot down his throat. Funny
thing was, it was all caught on film and when his wife was away the groom
called up his buddies and watched it while they reenacted the whole thing.

"Fuck, shit, oh fuck, fuck, take it son, take it, FUCK!"

Bill's cock expanded in his son's hole and shot after shot of dad cum
filled the kid's rectum from the inside out. He collapsed onto the boy as
his cock finished hosing him down.

"Clarence, oh, Clarence, I'm going to fill you up, going to cum in you son,
oh, oh, yes, FUCK YES!"

Clarence pushed back hard on his father's rock-hard cock and felt the
warmth of his load grow inside of him. His cock was hard again and as his
father filled his ass he let loose into the mattress again.

"Oh, daddy, yes, fuck me full, give it to me, oh yes, yes, FUCK ME!"

The four men lay in a tangled heap for about ten minutes. They were all in
a state of post-fuck bliss. Mr. Rutherford fingered the well-fucked hole of
his son. He felt his warm cum trickle down onto the teen's balls. Bill and
Mark kissed sweetly. Their sticky cocks were jammed together and getting
hard again.

Mr. Rutherford looked over at Bill.

"Oh, by the way, do you know the Haskell's cabin up on Ridgecrest Drive?"

Bill and Mark started laughing.

"What, what's so funny?" Mr. Rutherford asked.

"Know it? Yeah, ha, I should say so," Bill said with a grin.

"We've been fucking around with those two for years!"


Part 5: A Boat, a Forest Ranger and a Devious Trick

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