Date: Sun, 21 Mar 2021 07:37:29 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: "An American Teenager's Twisted Story", Part Five (gay, incest) Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I'm humbled by all the emails still coming in for this story. Thank you all very much. This one is a bit short. The fictional house in this chapter is on a real street but does not exist. I looked up houses on the street to see when they were built. Besides that it's all made up. So don't go bothering the neighbors. Please Note:: In the first chapter I started out calling the lead character Clay. It morphed into Cole for some reason. I walk away from stories a lot. But I always read what I've written so far before I start adding on. I don't know how I missed it. Apologies. I am going to go back to Clay as that is how the story started off. Now I have to make sure I edit this chapter correctly. Enjoy! I lose interest when you lose interest. Share your fantasies studbluecollar@gmail.com. My stories never really end but I do take long breaks from them. Writer's block is an evil thing. But these things usually come to me at night and when I get up in the morning I'll bang out a chapter to clear it all up. Then I have a quick jerk off session. So don't worry. I come back to them all eventually. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. I'm not your father. You know the laws in the area you live. You know the chances of STD's. But live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Love. Where we left them:: Clay looked up at his dad and said, "I wish I could have loved you all these years as much as I love you right now. I know it's not right to speak ill of the dead but I'm still angry at mom for not letting me see you." he had a tear running down his cheek as he said it. "It's ok son. Someday, when you're past the anger, you'll remember the fond memories of her. I hope so anyway." Liam took the boy into a hug. Jake and Hunter stood back, Jake's arm around Hunter's shoulder, and watched Liam and Clay. Then Liam turned to them, with Clay still in his arms, and said, "Remember, these arms are big enough for the two of you too. Hunter, when you need to release, you come to me. We'll work it out." Then Jake, so taken with Liam's display of caring for them all, said out of the blue, "Fuck babe, I love you." it came so out of nowhere that he was even shocked afterwards. Both boy's heads shot up, both looking from Liam to Jake. Jake then looked at Liam with fear. Fear of rejection. Liam just smiled at him and said, "I'm just happy you said it first. I love you too." and he meant it. An American Teenager's Twisted Story, Part Five:: Clay's POV:: It had been a month since we left Nebraska. The trial was starting soon. The press knew who we were but didn't know where we went. For some reason they didn't find out about my father yet. It was something to be thankful for. The month had passed quickly. I woke up in bed alone on a Thursday morning. It took me a minute to remember that Hunter had a meeting with the football coach at the new high school we were going to. Palm Springs High School. I had decided just to concentrate on wrestling. Football was much more Hunter's thing than mine. So I wouldn't be starting for a while although the coach expects me to practice with the team through the fall. We were both already enrolled in the school and our transcripts had made it from Lincoln. How did the press miss that too? I don't know how but we were all glad. In fact, besides the press stating the fact that both sets of parents had a son, not much was mentioned about Hunter and I at all. But Beau Terry was a different story. He was still nowhere to be found but he was all over the press. One column in the papers would be about my step-father and Hunter's mom and the next column would be all about the hunt for Beau Terry. Between the FBI and the press you would think they would have come up with something by now. Hunter would have moments of worry or depression about his dad being found and also about their separation, but it soon passes. Liam Doyle's house, my father's house, is on south Vista Oro, between Ramon Rd. and east Camino Parocela. It's a corner house, sort of early mid-century modern, with touches of Art Deco. The shape of the house was almost like a V. It was built in 1936. But you wouldn't know it from the inside. The floors throughout were stained concrete. Only in the bathrooms were the floors tiled. The kitchen and bathrooms were very modern. The trim and walls were decorated to be extremely masculine. Dark accents, wood tones and warm colors. The small pool house that Liam, dad, uses as a massage studio is decorated much the same way. It has a half bath in it and a shower on the outside by the pool. Everything is well done. I rolled out of bed naked at 8 am and let my feet hit the cool concrete floor. I went for a piss and brushed my teeth. After, as I wandered over to the kitchen, I realized I must be alone in the house. Jake, I knew, was working. He couldn't sit still very long and got a job on a framing crew in some housing development. Hunter was meeting the coach. But dad was on his four days off. I made a half pot of coffee and then, after it brewed, went out to the pool to drink it. I sat at the patio table naked in the morning sun. As I sipped I realized how much I liked it here. In the month that we have been here my dad and I have gotten pretty close. Not as close as I want. The sex has been primarily among partners. Liam and Jake. Hunter and me. Sometimes, when Jake and I are alone he fucks me. I really like those times as his fucks are so raw and rough. He knows I can take it so he just lets loose on me. As much as Hunter satisfies me I still crave more. I've thought about taking a walk numerous times at night a couple of blocks over where all the gay hotels are. But dad seems hesitant to let me. He says that some really hot scenes happen there but there is also a dangerous element at night. He worries about me. But he did say that he is friends with one of the hotel's owners and he might talk to him about letting me sun there during the day. But for now, he is rather careful with me. He hasn't even made the move to fuck me yet even though it is evident that he wants to. He's usually half hard around me and constantly touches my bare body. Caresses my ass cheeks a lot. The temperature was already 80 degrees. It promised to be over a hundred today. But I didn't mind. I could jump in the pool when it got too hot and then dry off in the shade. Unless I go out I won't have to put on a stitch of clothes. Just the way I've come to like it. As I sat there my thoughts turned from my family to more slutty thoughts. I started to think about the guys that might be over at the hotels. How many cocks I could possibly take in one day. On the trip I took all three guys in my family and I was still hungry. I was sure I could double that. That's what dad is afraid of. My insatiable boy cunt. That I would let them all fuck me if I had a chance. He's probably right. I can't help how overwhelming my itch is. My cock started to get hard at the thoughts I was having. The fantasy of all the guys, all shapes and sizes, all ethnicities. Using me. I forgot about the coffee and put my leg up on the table to give me better access to my hole. I can't jack off anymore without giving my jock pussy a workout first. It's where everything starts and everything ends. It's so sensitive that even shorts rubbing up against it's lips gets me going. I spit on my fingers and slipped two of them in right away. Out on the patio in the daylight no one could see unless they were on a utility pole. That made me more horny. Thinking of a line man catching me fingering my own cunt. What would he do? Would he get disgusted and turn away or would he start to get hard? Decide to take his break and join me on the patio? A sweaty blue collar dude fucking me in the middle of the day during his shift. I slipped a third finger in, working my hole as my cock dripped. I hadn't touched it yet. Didn't need to. It took a lot till I got to that point. Hunter has cum in me twice before I even think about cumming myself. Just as I was finally reaching the itch the back gate opened. I looked over and Liam, dad, was walking through in just small running shorts with a sheen of sweat on him. Behind him was a very handsome black man, about 6 foot to 6 foot one, wearing only compression shorts. His head was shaved bald and his body was muscular like dad's but not overtly so. He also had a sheen of sweat on him. They must have both been for a run. I only stopped what I was doing for a moment. My rational thought was that if dad brought this man here without a heads up that the man wouldn't mind a naked teenager displaying himself in this raunchy way. "Son, what are you doing?" Liam said with a husky voice, thick with his accent, and a gleam in his eye. His hand automatically went to the front of his shorts. "Son?" the black man asked in a lustful shock. He obviously couldn't direct his eyes away from my actions. "I'm sorry, where are my manners? Duante, this is my son, Clay. Clay, this is Duante, an old friend. And fuck buddy. We ran into each other on our morning run." Liam said as he closed the gate behind him and Duante. I never stopped my display, "Good morning Duante, nice to meet you." I said slightly out of breath. If that lump in those compression shorts were any indication Duante would be very satisfying indeed. And if I wasn't wrong the lump seemed to be expanding down to his left thigh. Outlined perfectly in those shorts. "Good morning little man." Then he turned to dad, "I can go. We can get together some other time." "Let's ask Clay." Dad said, "Clay, do you want Duante to leave? He came over to fuck me but we could both fuck you." Dad took off his running shoes right where he stood. Then he slipped off his shorts. His hard cock evidence of how my actions were affecting him. Duante's head turned towards dad in shock. I didn't know if it was from the casual way dad talked to me or the fact that he said they would both fuck me. But I said, "Please stay Duante. You can do what you came to do and just fuck dad. But if you want me to join I would be more than happy to." I said as politely as I could so I wouldn't scare him off. But I did spread my legs more giving him a good view of my puffy cunt. I knew my lips were swollen from my play. I hoped Duante stayed. He was really hot. Reminded me of someone on the football team back home in Lincoln. Hunter used to tease me all the time of how I wanted the guys big black cock. I all but salivated when I saw it in the showers. I made Hunter fuck me everytime as hard as he could. Making believe it was the cock I saw in the showers. Duante stammered for a moment as he said, "Sure, if you want me to stay little man. If you both don't mind." he looked to my dad and then to me. He licked his bottom lip as he watched my fingers go in and out of my hole. "You're overdressed then, Duante. You know the dress code here." dad said as he walked over to me and caressed my face for a moment. Smiling at me with pride and lust. "Yeah I do. Just didn't realize it was a family thing. But I'm down. Now that I see the atmosphere allows it." Duante said as he removed his shoes and peeled down those compression shorts. And what came out of those shorts was amazing. It beat the shower cock all to hell. How did dad take that? When dad saw what I was looking at with a bit of awe he said, "I probably should go first. Open you up baby. Get you ready for Duante." Then he turned to Duante and said, "His boyfriend's bigger than mine but not as big as you. Let him suck on it a bit as I get him ready. You'll enjoy this. My son has the most talented jock cunt I've ever seen. Must be all the squats he does for wrestling." he then bent down and raped my mouth with his, right in front of Duante. "Liam, I knew you were into some freaky shit but fucking your own son. How fucking hot is that? And you're going to watch him take this brother's huge cock too? I may have to come over more often." Duante said as he stepped over to me. When dad and I separated I said, "Please" and then I licked the tip of dad's cock, "Please come over more often." I said as masculine but as slutty as I could. I could tell that Duante liked masculine men or he wouldn't be fucking my dad. If he wanted twink or less masculine types he could easily find them around here. But Duante, I could tell, wasn't into that. "How could I refuse? Your boyfriend wouldn't mind?" Duante asked as I reached out for his cock. "He'd only mind if he couldn't watch sometime. Right dad?" I said just before I took the head of Duante's cock in my mouth. "No one minds in this house bro. Not one of us is monogamous. His boyfriend's uncle is my boyfriend. All of us are very much in love but all very horny. Nothing to worry about here. Amazing as it is there doesn't seem to be much jealousy." dad explained before he started to make out with Duante. I put my feet on the ground and started to love on both their cocks as they kissed. Sometimes taking both knobs in my mouth at the same time. But giving them both a good sucking alone. "Let's go into the studio. I have supplies there." dad said, breaking away from Duante's lips. "Supplies?" Duante asked with an eyebrow arched, "I thought this was where the raw action happens." he smirked. "Lube and poppers mate. Baby boy is going to need a lot of both to take your monster. And so am I actually if I get the chance. So follow me, both of you." Liam said, turning towards the pool house. "I don't own any condoms." Then I said to Duante as I got up on my feet, "Just make sure you cum as deep inside me as you can. I want it in there for when Hunter comes home." "Hunter?" Duante asked as he grabbed my ample ass as we walked. His middle finger grazing my hole. He had to bend a bit as he walked to do it given his height compared to mine. "My boyfriend. He loves to fuck my used hole when it's full of another man's load. Usually it's just his uncle's load." I replied. "Damn, I like it here a lot better than when it was just your dad. Your Hunter likes to get fucked too?" Duante asked. "Yeah, but he's more of a versatile top. His uncle is a versatile bottom. I'm mostly bottom. You know dad's story." I chuckled. "Oh yeah, old Liam is up for anything. You know your father's a pig right?" Duante said amused. Almost testing me. "Apple doesn't fall far from the tree." was all I said. "Oh, is that right? Yeah, I'm going to enjoy myself here." Duante said as we entered the pool house. Dad had moved the massage table to the side and on the floor there was just the exercise mats that surrounded it. I had asked dad about the mats before and he just said that it seemed to feel better on bare feet. But now I know there were other reasons for them. Then dad laid on his back and said, "Hey Duante, you know what really gets my boy going? Clay, come here and clean daddy's pits." he then put his hands behind his head displaying his sexy pits. After his run in the morning heat his scent was thick in the air. He was right. It did get me going. In only a month it was well known around the house that I would lap up all the ripe pits in the house. When Jake gets home from being in the heat all day I suck on his pits while he has a beer or two. I fell to my knees and dove into his left pit. My ass up in the air and available. Duante didn't waste any time. "I think I just spotted the buffet." Duante said as he fell to his knees as well. His hands spread my ass and he licked up and down my trench until he zeroed in on my cunt. Once he did, he ate it with a vengeance. I was pushing back on his face. Dad lifted me from his pit and brought my mouth to his. We made out as I played with his hard cock. My dad gave the most passionate, masculine kisses. So raw and affectionate at the same time. Jake was second to them. Both of them made me know what it was like to be kissed by a man. Hunter, at times, still fumbled like a teenage boy does. Nothing wrong with his kisses, just not as experienced you might say. "Fuck this ass! I don't know if I'm going to be able to wait for you to have a turn Liam." Duante said behind me. "Go for it" I said, "Just use lots of lube man" I had no fear of taking it but I did want it to be enjoyable for both of us. I returned to kissing my dad as Duante lined the head of his monster up with my hole. He was considerate and pushed slowly as he rotated it around my cunt lips. Opening me up slowly. Obviously he was more than experienced. Knowing that he had something larger than most were used to. But as much as I take cock around here I wasn't worried. Dad was worried though. His eyes open looking at me with concern, even as he made out with me. His arms went around my upper back holding on to me, helping me through it. Once Duante popped in the outer ring I knew I was going to be fine. The itch I had, had realized it was going to get satisfaction soon. You know how some guys think with their cock? I think with my ass, my itch. I let reason fly out the window and pushed back on that python. It stretched me more than I ever been stretched but the deeper it went the more I moaned and whimpered into dad's mouth. Dad saw what was happening. It wasn't painful. It was satisfying. He started to rape my mouth with his. His concern was replaced with lust. Then we heard behind me, "Oh fuck Liam. You said talented. You didn't say award winning. Fuck, he took all of me. My whole cock is buried up his pussy." then he pulled out a bit and pushed back in. Going in deeper than he was before. I whimpered louder. I was drooling around my father's mouth. He was licking it up. Then dad said, "Baby, I got to see this. I'll be right back." He just had to move my head onto the mat. I wasn't completely on his so it was easy for him to move. He went over on his knees and I heard them making out for a bit and then Duante said, "This ass is fucking incredible. I may come quick. His cunt muscles are doing things to my cock that have never been done before." "He's beautiful isn't he. One of a kind. But I may be biased." dad said, filling me with pride. I loved him so much and I was happy when I could make him proud. No matter how depraved the act I was making him proud about was. "No bro. It's not biased. It's all true." then Duante said to me, "How hard can you take it baby? How hard can I pound you?" "Give me what you got" I grunted out, then I said, "I'll need a cock in my mouth dad" Dad came and kneeled right in front of me offering me his cock to swallow. By kneeling he could still watch Duante fuck me. "That big black cock in your beautiful ass son. It's amazing. So fucking hot." dad said as Duante turned up the heat. As Duante's hips started to slam into me he said, "Liam, get up here. Kiss me while I wreck your son's ass. I need your fucking lips on mine man." "I hope you have a short recovery time. I'll need your cock in my ass after you're done" dad leaned over to meet Duante's lips. "It will stay hard. Won't be able to fuck for a while though. It Takes about an hour. But I can slip it in you. Have you sit on it." then I heard them start to make out. The passion and lust between the two were evident. I, meanwhile, was enduring the hardest fuck I've ever had. But instead of my itch subsiding it seemed to be getting stronger. Like I couldn't get enough of the savage fuck. I had my arms around dad's thighs sucking his cock down my throat. Barely able to breath through my nose. Choking sometimes. But loving it. Then I felt it. Duante's cock expanding. He was already so tight against my walls that any deviation in size was noticeable. He yelled out, "Fuck!" into my dad's mouth. Then I felt his hot cum deep within me. He must have shot off a gallon. And then I felt something I never felt before. The biggest orgasm of my young life. I almost lost consciousness. I fell off dad's cock and was spraying all over the mat. "Holy fuck" my dad said as he saw me orgasm. I was shaking and moaning. Duante's cock still embedded in me deep. His hands are still on my hips. But I was twisted where my upper body was sideways. My arms above my head. "Son, son are you ok?" dad asked, bending down to look at me. Concern all over his face. "Fuck me dad" was all that I said. Then I grabbed at his cock. "Breed me". I was spent but wanted more. "The little slut is more insatiable than you Liam. Better give him what he wants." Duante said as he backed out of me. Then he came over to my face and said, "Clean my cock as daddy enters you." I did so gladly. But dad hadn't moved yet. I lifted my head and said, "Please dad. Fuck me now." I pleaded. He slowly moved behind me and caressed my ass a few times, "Are you sure son? You look like you're spent." his accent is thick. Made me more horny. "Yes, go straight in. I need you." I said and then went back to Duante's cock. "How fucking hot is this" Duante said as dad slid into me. He was met with little resistance since I was so opened up. "Oh fuck so. It's so warm and juicy. But still tight against me. Fucking my baby boy. So fucking hot. I'm going to hell." Dad was almost babbling. As dad fucked me Duante said, "How often can I come over" I took his cock out of my mouth and said, "As often as you wish, right dad?" "Yes. Right. Anything my son wants. Fuck!" dad said as he unloaded into me. "Fuck that was too quick" he said. "You can fuck me again later dad. I want you to." I said. Part six soon? 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