Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2006 13:16:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: private private <bfga_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Sandstorm

That area of West Texas not far from Lubbock and close to the state line
with New Mexico can seem empty to some people. I guess you have to get used
to it: the flatness. I find it oddly beautiful and when I go back East, I
get claustrophobia from all the trees.

With my work for an oil company, I was on my route checking on jobbers, the
owners of the service stations who pump our gas. As I was leaving one town
in West Texas and headed to New Mexico, I noticed the sky in the distance
was a dirty color and I immediately knew I was headed into a sandstorm. I
hadn't encountered one in a long time and I knew I hated them.

There wasn't much traffic on the two-lane highway and the road was straight
as an arrow, disappearing into the distance and the ominous dirty brown
cloud.  Before I knew it, I was being blasted with sand and the visibility
dropped. I slowed down, thinking that might help the finish on my car and
then I saw a small service station come into view. It was not one of ours,
but at least I could get out of the storm for a while.

I parked to the side of the small building so my car would be protected
from the blasting sand and then, holding my breath, ran for the door. When
I got inside, I didn't see anyone around. It was then I heard a lot of
scuffling and whispering toward the back of the store. I covered the
distance in about four steps and suddenly a young man jumped up. We both
surprised each other and I noticed he was disheveled and wide-eyed and
trying to put himself together.  I looked over the rack of candy and there
was another young man frantically trying to get his dick back in his pants.

I looked back at the guy standing before me and he was obviously nervous,
turning red with embarrassment and throwing looks at the guy on the floor.

"Whoa. Looks like I interrupted something," I said, laughing.

The guy standing stammered out, "Listen, uh, oh, geez, I..uh..."

I held up my hands and said, "Wait a minute... wait a minute. It's
OK...it's OK. I don't blame you... I'm envious! Who are you guys, anyway
and what are you doing here?"

"I'm Jim," the guy standing said, "and this is my brother, Tom. Our Dad
owns this station."

Tom looked up from the floor where he had finally gotten his dick back in
his pants and gave me a lopsided grin. He stood up and I realized he was
taller and older than Jim.

"Are you two here alone?" I asked.

"Yeah," Tom answered, tucking in his shirt. "Our Dad leaves us here to look
after the store sometime while he has other chores to do. With the storm we
figured nobody'd be out this way. We started horsing around, grabbing dick,
so we decided to take care of things."

"Well, uh, I hate to interrupt what you were doing.  In fact, I'd kind of
like to watch and maybe join in, if you don't mind, and... by the way, I'm
Carl." We shook hands and I groped my growing dick to show them I was hard
and ready.

They both looked at my crotch, then at each other and an unspoken agreement
seemed to pass between them. With a smile, Tom started to undress and Jim
followed as I watched. I had to admire their youthful bodies as the clothes
came off. Both guys had bodies that looked hardened by physical labor with
Tom being beefier than his brother.

"How old are you guys?"

Tom said, "I'm 20 and Jim, here, is 18."

"You're both in good shape," I said as I watched them remove all their
clothes. My eyes immediately went to their hard cocks and I had to lick my
lips. Tom's cock looked about 6" to 7", cut, pretty similar to mine and it
was surrounded by dark hair. His balls were big and firm, supporting a cock
that ended with a rather large head which I really like. Jim, by contrast,
had light brown hair pubic hair and his cock, also cut,looked a little
longer. It was so hard, it stood up flat against his belly. I couldn't
complain about either of them. All I knew is I wanted both of them.

"I hope you're not going to stand there with your clothes on," Tom said
with a smile.

I quickly got rid of my clothes and as I took off my underwear, my cock
sprang up hard and ready. Tom wrapped his hand around it and, to my
surprise, dropped to his knees, running his tongue around the head and then
swallowing the entire length in one gulp. He washed my quivering cock with
his mouth and tongue, covering it with spit as he fondled my balls with one
hand and used the other to rub my ass and body. Jim moved closer to watch
and I grabbed his cock, squeezing it, causing a drop of clear precum to
appear at the slit. He leaned over and started to suck my nipples, running
his hand over my chest hair as I stroked his cock, spreading the sticky
precum over the head.

Tom was doing too good a job on my cock and I was afraid I'd come too
quickly. With difficulty, I pushed myself away from the guys, my cock
bouncing as I tried to hold off cumming.

 "I don't want to come too soon. Why don't you guys go back to what you
were doing when I came in and I'll watch."

"Well, I was getting ready to fuck Jim," Tom said with a smile, "and now
I'm really ready."

Jim got down on the floor on his hands and knees as if he were accustomed
to the position and Tom moved in behind him. He leaned over to spread Jim's
cheeks and stuck his face in his crack, tonguing his hole. Jim began to
moan and press his ass against Tom's face. I was slowly rubbing my
spit-covered cock as I watched Tom press his face tight against Jim's
hole. He moved back and I could see his tongue making quick taps against
the hole. He then spit on Jim's hole and rubbed the sticky liquid around,
sticking in one finger and then two and finger-fucking him for several
seconds. He backed off and let a string of spit fall from his mouth onto
his dick, massaged it in, and moved up so his dick was pressed against the
hole. He pushed and his dick began to disappear into Jim's ass with
ease. They had obviously done this before.

"Oh, yeah, Tom, oh,yeah...fuck me. Push that big cock up my ass. Oh, God,
that feels good. Shit."

Tom pushed all the way in and began short strokes. Wanting a closer look, I
lay on the floor and scooted myself under Jim so I could watch Tom's cock
as it moved in and out of Jim's hole. Jim grabbed my cock with one hand and
shoved it in his mouth. I gasped at the wet warmth and took his hard cock
in one hand, slowly jacking him as I watched Tom's cock assault his
brother's ass.

Jim let go of my cock with his mouth and, missing the pressure, I squeezed
it with my free hand, feeling some precum leak out. He started to moan and
move his ass and I released his cock, letting it slap against his
belly. Tom held him tight around his waist as he started to ram his cock
into his hole. My eyes were glued to the connection of cock and ass and I
watched as Tom's huge balls slapped against Jim's. The sticky, wet,
slapping sound of fucking was getting almost too much for me as I jacked my
cock.

Tom started jerky motions and began to moan and I knew he was close to
cumming. He suddenly pushed himself all the way in and stopped. He let out
a long groan and I saw his balls draw up and almost disappear and I knew he
was releasing his load. Suddenly, he pulled out and his cock started
spewing warm cum over my face and on my lips. He grabbed his cock and aimed
it at my mouth giving me more cum. I opened wide, getting as much as I
could. The pressure was building in my cock as I jerked it and then it
erupted with several long spurts of cum. Some of it hit Jim and he
immediately engulfed my cock with his mouth, swallowing the rest of my
load. Without touching himself, Jim released several shots of warm cum that
coated my chest and stomach. For a few minutes all I heard was moaning as
we all started to relax from our intense orgasms.

"Well, that was some sight."

We all jumped at the sound of a voice and I panicked as I saw a man leaning
over the display case looking at us.

Jim and Tom looked up, startled, and then said, "Hey, Dad!"

"Your friend, here, seems a little confused," he said, looking at my
astonished expression.

"Jeez, Dad, you scared us," Tom said. "This is Carl. He stopped here to get
out of the sandstorm and he caught Jim and me sucking cock."

I tried to get out from under Jim as I blushed in embarrassment at this man
seeing me covered in cum.

The boys stood up and their father squatted over my legs before I could
stand up. He smiled at me.

"I'm Stan," he said. "Old man of these two studs. I don't think I've seen
so much cum on a guy in a long time."

With his hand, he smeared the cum over my hairy chest and then he leaned
over, and cleaned up as much cum from my body as he could with his tongue
and mouth, using his fingers to scrape the cum from my face. He paid
particular attention to my cock, sucking until it began to harden again. He
sat back on his heels and I watched as he swallowed the cum and then licked
his lips and fingers.

"Man, that's good cum. A lot of it, too."

He stood up and I could see he was hard. He groped himself and then began
to take off his clothes.

"I need to fuck somebody and I think I know who," he said as he looked at
me and smiled.

I watched in amazement as he removed his clothes. He was well built and had
a hairy chest that he kept clipped. As he removed his pants, I noticed he
wasn't wearing underwear and his cock sprang up, slapping his belly. I
could see where Tom had inherited his big balls. This guy was big...big
balls, big cock and big muscles. His cock stuck out of a nest of thick
black hair that he obviously trimmed also. I could only compare it to my
cock, so it must've been over 7". Tom got his Dad's cock, no doubt about
that.

I wanted to taste that cock, so Without hesitating, I got up and knelt in
front of Stan, burying my face in his crotch and breathed in the
intoxicating smell of sweat and piss. I rubbed my face against his balls
and cock and I felt something wet on my cheek. I pulled back to see a
string of precum connecting my cheek to his cock. Opening my mouth wide, I
swallowed as much cock as I could, getting a taste of the saltiness of
sweat and flesh and precum. I got pretty much all of it in except for an
inch or so. The smell made my cock jump and I grabbed it and squeezed,
causing it to throb.

The boys came up on either side of their father and began to lick and suck
his nipples. Stan threw back his head and growled as he was being attacked
by three hungry mouths. I released his cock and went for his balls, taking
in one and then the other, and gently rolling them around in my mouth. The
smell of man and sweaty crotch was making my cock start to drool again. I
moved myself between his legs so I could get to his asshole. I spread his
cheeks and buried my mouth in the sweaty recess. Stan gasped as my mouth
hit his asshole and it started to pulse, trying to take in my tongue. I
bathed it with spit as it began to loosen and I started to send my tongue
as far in as possible. Stan was moaning and moving his ass, trying to push
back on my tongue. I fucked him with my tongue a few minutes and then moved
around to his cock which was drooling strings of precum. The boys knelt on
either side of me and watched as I sucked their father's big cock.

I swiped my tongue over his cockhead to get the sticky fluid and I started
giving him my best blow job. Stan put his hand on my head and said,
"Wait. I don't want to cum yet. I want to fuck your ass."

The boys gave a knowing smile and moved away, jacking their now-hard
cocks. Stan pushed me to the floor and raised my legs, all in one motion. I
jumped as I felt his hot tongue on my hole. For several minutes, I felt him
lick and tongue my hole and it began to loosen. He continued to tongue me
and add more spit for lubrication. Then he suddenly pulled back, leaving a
cool spot where he had licked.

"I think you're ready," he said.

He positioned himself, putting my heels on his shoulders, and I felt the
head of his cock against my hole. He began to push. I grimaced as I felt
his huge cock slowly start to enter my ass. I started to breathe rapidly,
trying to ignore the pain and, suddenly, his cockhead snapped through. We
both grunted with the effort. I could feel the precum pouring out of my
cock as he pushed into me.

"Oh, shit! Damn, it feels like you're shoving a log up my ass."

"It'll get better, believe me."

"It's been a long time since I had a cock that big up my ass," I said as I
looked up at him and smiled. "Go slow."

He slowly pushed his cock into my ass and I soon felt his hairy crotch
against the back of my legs. My cock had wilted when he first stuck his
cock in my ass, but now it started to come to life again. Stan began to
piston his cock in and out of my hole, his thrusts becoming harder and
harder.

"Come on, fuck me with that big cock...fuck me...FUCK ME!"

He fell over me, supporting himself with his hands as my legs doubled
up. His long smooth strokes became fast, hard jabs and I could feel his
hard, hairy belly moving against my hard cock.  We were both moaning and
groaning in the heat of man-sex.

I could feel my cock as it started pulsing and I gasped and groaned as it
flexed and spasmed and sent out a stream of cum, between our bodies.

"That's it...that's it...cum, cum, give me that cum," he shouted.

I groaned with each gush of cum, my body straining and pressing against
his. His rhythm began to falter and I could see him straining as his breath
quickened. With one final push, he emptied his balls as he lay on top of
me. I felt his huge cock pulse with every shot as the warm cum filled my
guts. The gush of cum became a seepage as he regained his breath and I
wrapped my arms and legs around him.  He swallowed hard as his body began
to relax. It was then we both remembered the boys were there and we looked
up in time to see them both shoot streams of cum that landed on our faces
and hair. When they were finished shooting, Stan and I licked the cum off
our faces and then kissed deeply, swapping the loads.

"Son of a bitchin' DAMN...that was good," Stan moaned. He slowly raised up,
supporting himself on his arms as he gave a couple of more thrusts with his
hips. I could feel his softening cock as it slowly slipped out of my
ass. Stan knelt over me and I watched as his cock released a long string of
cum that finally broke and fell on my dick. The room reeked of cum and
man-sweat. Both boys knelt over my crotch and began to lick the mingled
sweat and cum off my body then they went for their father's cock, cleaning
it off. They sat up, kneeling over me and kissed, their tongues dueling in
each other's mouths.

Stan stood up next to the sofa bed and scratched his balls and squeezed his
cock. He reached down and offered me a hand and pulled me up as the boys
stood up.

"Well, boys, this has been the most fun I've had in a sandstorm. Carl, can
you stay over?"

"If I stayed over, I'd probably be dead by tomorrow," I laughed. "It looks
like the storm has died down and I'd better be on my way."

"There's a shower back here if you want to use it."

"I know I must smell like a cum factory, but I want to smell myself as I
drive to my next stop. I'll probably jack off again before I get there."

Outside, now, the wind had calmed and there was only a remnant of dust in
the air. I started to dress as they watched me.

"Are you guys going to stay naked all day?" I asked.

Stan smiled and said, "No, not all day. I know these guys: they'll want
some of their old man's cum before long. They're at that age, you know." He
looked at the boys and winked.

I smiled, raised an eyebrow and said, "I tell you what, when I get through
with my stops, I'll come back by this way and see what's going on. How
about it?"

They all laughed and Tom said,"We'll be looking for you."


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