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You don't raise heroes, you raise sons.
If you treat them like sons, they'll turn out to be heroes.
Even if it's just in your own eyes.
~ Walter M. Schirra Sr.~
Coconino County, Arizona
3:41 p.m. Mountain Time(MT)
and the boys had finally entered Vermilion
Cliffs National Monument. But, Kyle didn't want to
park or stay at the
main entrance. The parking lot was way too crowded and packed with loud,
annoying and obnoxious tourists. Well, that and the lot
was full of cars, RVs, motorcycles and fucking tourist buses.
When Kyle mentioned the camping trip to Boise National
Forest, it had been Kevin who suggested they make a quick pit stop at
had camped there a while back and fell immediately in
love with the wild, beautiful and
untouched landscape. He even
the coordinates for a more secluded and private area
further northwest. But, to get to this hidden oasis
it was going to
involve taking a detour off the main road, then a bit of
a walk, a
and a climb. But, Kevin assured his bud that the
detour would be well worth it and that the boys would
this is what its all about right? About making sure
that his boys had a good time on this trip and to make long lasting and happy memories along
the way. So, Kyle always up for an adventure, figured
this was just what he and his boys needed.
at the moment was asleep and snoring loudly in the front seat.
large meal the boy had consumed, it was no wonder. As Kyle
looked at his sleeping angel, he smiled happily. His son's face, hair and even his left ear
were covered in chocolate
How the hell, do you get chocolate frosting on your hair and ear?
Cody had insisted on eating his slice of Black Forest cake in the
car. Kyle knew that the boy really shouldn't. Afterall, Cody might end up getting a stomach ache,
throwing up or even worse. But, when it came to his
youngest Kyle could never say no, to his little boy.
Cody has always been his weakness...
His Achilles heel.
So, in the end the little munchkin won and managed to gobble the
giant slice of cake into his mouth. Much to the dismay, head shaking and disapproval of
his older brother.
he drove, Kyle looked in the rear-view mirror. He could see
that Zach was playing and seemed to be enjoying his
new watch. This brought a huge grin and smile to his face.
They go hand in hand.
The watch was a hit.
Zach at the moment was checking information on his watch.
Present location: Coconino County, Arizona
Vermilion Cliffs National Monument
Current temperature: 95şF(35şC)
Wind: W 15 mph
Chance of Precip: 87% and rising.
Coordinates: 36°48'23"N 111°44'28"W / 36.80639şN 111.74111şW
Area: 293,689 acres (118, 852 ha)
Elevation: Ranges from 3,100 to 7,100 feet
-Vermilion Cliffs National Monument is located
on the Colorado Plateau in northern Arizona, just south of
the Utah state line. It includes the
Paria Canyon-Vermilion Cliffs wilderness. As well as Kaibab
National Forest to the West and Glen Canyon National Recreation area to
-This remote and unspoiled 293,689 acre Monument is a
geologic treasure. It contains a variety of diverse landscapes from the
Paria Canyon & Plateau, to Vermilion Cliffs and Coyote Buttes.
* Note *
A permit is required for hiking in Coyote Buttes North(the Wave),
Coyote Buttes South and for overnight trips within Paria Canyon.
Visits to the area require special planning and awareness of
potential hazards such as rugged and unmarked roads, venomous reptiles
and invertebrates, extreme heat, deep sand and flash floods.
Kyle looked at Zach in the rear-view mirror.
Zach looked out the window and at the desert scenery, as they drove by.
"How far off, the beaten path are we going?"
Kyle glanced at the GPS.
"I think Uncle Kev called it, the Wave? Shouldn't
be that far, really. According to the GPS, the road should be coming up in a few meters."
Zach kept reading the info on his watch.
"Do we have a permit to hike to the Wave?"
Kyle scoffed, as he glanced at Zach.
"Pfft, permit. Who says, we need a permit?"
Zach rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Umm, o.k. Well, it's the law and it says right here on the..."
Then Kyle saw it.
"There's our marker, buddy. Cock Rock, on your right!"
Zach quickly sat up and leaned forward to get a closer view.
Kyle made a sharp right turn at a large boulder that was by the side of the road. Zach
couldn't see anything, due to the large cloud of dust that the SUV threw in the
air. Up ahead, all he could see was a long dirt road.
A very long, dusty and unused dirt
turned his head around and tried to look at the large rock behind
him. But, the dust cloud was still blocking his view.
"You made that up! It dosen't look anything like a..."
Kyle chuckled, as his son kept trying to look back at the large obelisk.
gotta use your imagination, buddy. The native
americans did, as they're the ones that named it."
Zach rolled his eyes.
"Check your watch, if
you don't believe
Zach typed the info on his watch.
"Seriously, dad. What's the rock called?"
Kyle smiled mischievously, as he locked eyes with his son in the rear-view mirror.
"Cock Rock. Would you like me to spell cock, for you?"
Zach blushed and rolled his eyes.
"Nope. I'm good."
He then starting typing the info on his watch, while his dad whistled as he drove.
Cock Rock, Arizona.
Zach was still shaking his head.
There was no way his dad was right. His dad was full of it and making it up.
Cock Rock...a.k.a...Rooster Rock: A column of basalt rock forming a natural obelisk. Located
northwest along highway 89A, in the U.S. state of Arizona. The column's name is Apache(Ndčč) and phallic in origin(Haskịịyịị). Originally named "Cock Rock" by the Apache, it was later modified to "Rooster Rock", so as not to offend the public.
Zach raised his eyebrows in surprise.
His dad was right!
Zach hated it, whenever his dad right.
Kyle on the other hand, had a huge grin on his face, as he already knew the answer.
Zach sighed, as he pretended to look outside his window. Yet, in an almost audible voice, he mumbled.
only smirked and kept driving in silence. At that moment, Cody
sat up, yawned and stretched lazily in his seat.
"Daddy, are we there yet?"
Kyle saw some eroded escarpments up ahead.
"Yes, I believe we are champ."
dirt road was coming to an end. From here on, it
was jagged boulders and some very large rocks. Kyle parked
a tall saguaro.
boys. It looks like we've reached the end of the road. From
here on, we'll have to do a little bit of a walk."
Cody groaned and slouched back on his seat.
Kyle simply laughed, as he messed up Cody's hair.
champ. It's not that bad. You're just feeling sleepy and sluggish from all that food
you inhaled. Once you step out of the car, the fresh air
and walk will do us all good."
Kyle got out of his vehicle and did some stretching. As he looked around, the area looked deserted(no pun, intended).
Not a fucking soul in sight.
As the boys got out of the SUV, they immediately felt the dry heat of the desert.
"Daddy! It's too hot!" Cody was of course, the first one to complain.
Kyle sighed and looked down at his little boy.
champ. It's not that hot, don't exaggerate. Now, let's get
some supplies out of the trunk and we'll get started on our
kept looking discreetly at the info on his watch. He had to
be careful, as he didn't want Cody to see all the things
the watch could
do. He felt bad for not sharing this cool gadget with his
little brother. But, perhaps it was for the best.
Afterall, Cody tends to be a bit of blabbermouth and can't keep
anything to himself. Dad's life was on the line.
So, he was going
to keep this watch for his eyes only and strictly confidential.
Vermilion Cliffs are steep eroded escarpments consisting primarily of sandstone, siltstone, limestone, and shale. Some
rise as much as 3,000 feet(910 m) above their bases. These
sedimentary rocks have been deeply eroded for millions of years,
exposing hundreds of layers or richly coloured rock strata. Mesas,
buttes and large tablelands are interspersed with steep canyons, where
small streams provide enough moisture to support a sampling of wildlife.
opened the trunk and grabbed his trusty North Face blue
backpack. He unzipped it and starting grabbing a few essentials from the trunk. He threw in a map, 4
bottles of water, some
dried beef jerky, matches, a Swiss Army Knife, a
small first aid kit, flares, rope, three bath towels and a
flashlight. He then grabbed the sun block and passed it to
"Allright boys, lather up."
Cody pouted and made a face.
"Daddy! I hate that!" The little guy was pointing his chubby little finger at the sun block tube.
Cody hates sun block with a passion. But, he's also the first to cry foul, when he gets a nasty sunburnt.
"C'on, champ. Please, put this on. You know you burn easily."
looked at his dad defiantly. The kid was pouting, frowning and getting all red-faced.
One wrong word and Cody would go into nuclear meltdown.
So, Kyle looked at Zach for help.
walked over to his little brother and took a hand towel from the
trunk. He then went on to clean his little brother's
you need to put this on or you'll get a painful sunburn.
Remember, last year at the lake?"
Cody was still pouting and had his arms crossed.
even got the non-greasy sun block."
Kyle raised his eyebrows in surprise.
There's, a non-greasy one?
least with Zach, Cody takes his brother's word as gospel
truth. Whatever Zach says, Cody will easily agree and not fight back. Even though there's a 6 year gap between the boys, they're very close. Cody sees Zach as the big brother, his playmate and his protector. Even at this moment, Cody immediately calmed down at the sound of Zach's voice and peacefully gave in.
Zach was busy lathering sun block on Cody. Kyle took
this opportunity to take out his Sig Sauer P226, 9mm
handgun and checked to make sure that he had a full clip. Zach
never one to miss anything, frowned when he saw his dad place
the gun in the holster and attach it to
As Zach lathered sun block on his arms, he pointed towards his dad's belt.
"Is that really necessary?"
Cody looked at his big brother and then at his dad. His
little eyes lit up, when he saw the gun on the holster.
Kyle winked at Zach.
"Just being safe, buddy."
Kyle then walked up to Cody and crouched to the munchkin's eye level.
"Now, champ. What have I said about guns?"
Cody looked at his dad and then at serious looking Zach.
"Ummm... That I'm not to touch a gun."
Kyle nodded his head.
"That's correct and...?"
Cody would look at his dad and then at his older brother.
"That guns are not toys. To treat every gun with respect and that guns shouldn't be played with or pointed at people."
Kyle once again nodded.
"That's my sweet boy. Now, I'll be carrying this gun for safety reasons. So, you do not touch it? Got it?"
Cody silently nodded.
Kyle looked at his little boy and sighed.
"I didn't hear an answer, champ."
"No, sir. I won't touch it or play with it."
Now, Kyle wasn't against
owning guns. Hell, he had grown up around guns all his life and even carried one for work.
Kyle along with
older brother had been military brats. So, from a
very early age, the brothers always saw or came across, some type of gun in their home. Wether it was
one of their dad's many hunting rifles or some sort of smaller
and personal handgun. Both boys had been taught how to handle, respect, clean and fire guns.
Kyle had always wanted to take the boys hunting. But, of course his ex-wife, forbid it.
She felt that the boys were far too young to truly
understand the reality and implications of killing an animal for sport.
Of course, Kyle saw this differently and this wasn't hunting for the sake of sport. Any animal or animals
that Kyle and his buddies killed. Be it, deer, rabbit,
elk, or whatever. He and his friends would always use
the animal's meat for food and it's hide for different
articles of clothing, etc. In the end, no part of the animal went to waste, as it should be.
But, to avoid another heated argument, Kyle and his ex-wife came to a
mutual agreement. He could take the boys to the shooting
range and hunting when they turned 14 years old. At least, for Zach his birthday was just around
corner. Kyle had high hopes that Zach would want to partake in this
deeply spiritual, father and son bonding experience.
Kyle took out a plastic bag from the trunk of the SUV.
"We'll need baseball caps to protect us from the sun. So, I bought these for you
guys. I'd figured you could pick your favourite team."
Kyles showed the caps to the boys.
have the Arizona Diamondbacks, the NBA
Suns, NHL Coyotes or the NFL Arizona Cardinals. Pick your
Cody snatched the Arizona
Diamondbacks(the kid loves baseball, afterall), while Zach took the NHL Coyotes and Kyle ended up
grabbing the NFL Cardinals.
Kyle then slammed the trunk.
"Allright, men. Single file! Fall in! Fall in! Let's go, let's go!"
Cody giggled, as he quickly got in line. Zach simply sighed, rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in defiance. Kyle
then raised an eyebrow at Zach.
Zach sighed loudly and grudgingly got in line.
Kyle stood in front of his boys and inspected them from head to toe.
"Not bad. Not fucking, bad at all. I've got me some badasses, right here!"
couldn't stop giggling, as he heard his daddy swear.
Kyle stood in front of his boys, chest out, hairy arms crossed and legs
standing firm and wide apart.
men. This is how, it's going to go. I'll lead the way, Cody will be in the middle and Zach will watch our
Zach rolled his eyes and sighed. But, didn't say anything.
Kyle then looked at his wristwatch and started a military cadence call.
need for a cadence call, was to keep the boy's busy
and distracted. The
boys had grown up listening to these type of cadence calls from
their dad. He would use them, when they would go hiking or
when he'd take the boys jogging through their neighbourhood.
was going to take roughly 35 minutes. So, he had to make
this fun, entertaining or at least tolerable. Otherwise, he was going to have a mutiny in his hands.
Kyle cleared his throat and shouted...
I had a dog his name was blue.
Cody: I had a dog his name was blue.
Kyle only heard Cody's
voice. As he turned around, he saw Zach yawning and listening to his
Oh, hell no!
This piss poor attitude wasn't going to cut it, especially from his eldest son.
Kyle was used to being obeyed without question. That went for his
employer and even friends. If someone must follow his
instructions to the letter and without fucking question, it was to be his boys.
turned around and walked to the end of the line.
"Is there a reason why, you're not participating soldier?"
Zach took off his headphones, as his father's
face was inches away. He then took a step back, because he wasn't used to anyone
invading his personal space.
At first, Zach wanted to laugh.
But, he quickly stopped, as he realized how
serious his dad really was.
Was his dad joking?
Zach stared at his dad's hazel/green eyes, as they shimmered and sparkled in the warm Arizona sun.
"I asked you a question, boy. Is there a reason why, you're not participating?"
Zack was now frowning at his dad.
His dad's face was within kissing distance from his son's plump and ruby red lips.
"Now, is it because you don't have a pair?"
Zach made a tight fist with his right hand, as he gave his dad an angry look.
"Nah, that can't be it.
You're, my boy...
You're, my son...
I made you...
So, I know you've got a big set of balls."
Kyle's face was so close to Zach's, that if either one moved even an inch, their lips would
touch. Zach could even feel the heat radiating from his dad's
Kyle had a mischievous look on his tanned and sweat covered face.
Everything, happened so quickly...
If you blinked, you'd miss it.
Poor Zachery didn't have a chance
His own dad...
Was lewdly and obscenely gropping his junk!
"Ahh, there we go..."
first instinct was to use one of his many self-defense moves.
This was a fucking invasive assault!
But, this was his dad!
This was his father!
This is the man who's raised and cared for him!
So, Zach didn't do anything. The poor boy froze on the
spot and couldn't move an inch. It was like his brain couldn't comprehend that his father was
forcibly(and none too gently, mind you) manhandling his private parts!
face burned hot, as he blushed fiercely.
It didn't help the situation that being a healthy and hot blooded 13 year old male, his dick
immediately began to swell and expand
on his dad's
Kyle never the one to know when to
give up, went a step further...
He then began to jiggle his son's large balls through the boy's cargo
shorts. Without taking his eyes off his son, Kyle smiled proudly as his son's large penis began to lengthen and widen to an impressive size. Kyle gently traced his son's hefty dick with his index finger, winked at the boy and whispered softly in his ear.
"You are indeed,...my boy."
very casual and like nothing, Kyle let go of
Zach's large package and walked away. Leaving the
boy confused, dumbfounded, yet very aroused.
Cody who had been quietly watching the interaction between his brother and father, couldn't
stop giggling. He was also pointing at his older brother's obvious source of discomfort and embarrassment.
"Hey, champ. You know that it's not polite to point. Now, face forward."
Cody quickly turned around and stopped giggling.
"Allright, men! Let's try this shit again. Sound off Zachery and don't make me ask you again."
Once again, Kyle started the military
Kyle: I had a dog his name was blue.
Zach & Cody: I had a dog his name was blue.
This time around, Zach's deep voice boomed and echoed
across the desert. From the front of the line, Kyle couldn't
stop grinning and feeling immense fatherly pride.
Kyle: Blue wanted to be a Seal too.
Zach & Cody: Blue wanted to be a Seal too.
Kyle: I bought him a swim mask and four tiny fins.
Zach & Cody: I bought his a swim mask and four tiny fins.
Kyle: I took him to the ocean and threw him in.
Zach & Cody: I took him to the ocean and threw him in.
Kyle: Blue came back to my surprise.
Zach & Cody: Blue came back to my surprise.
Kyle: With a Shark in his mouth and a gleam in his eyes.
Zach & Cody: With a shark in his mouth and a gleam in his eyes.
What the hell, man? Thought a very confused, distracted and puzzled Zach.
His own father had just gropped him and on purpose!
As Zach stared at the back of his dad's head, he
wondered what the hell that had been about? But, at the moment all he could do was to tug, pull and rearrange his pulsing and throbbing dick in his way too-tight cargo shorts.
The problem that he's having now, is that he's leaking.
Once Zachery's massive penis gets stimulated, either by touch, an impure thought
or even a soft breeze. The poor boy starts leaking
precum, like the proverbial leaky faucet.
At least, he wasn't at school or hanging out
with his friends during this embarrasing and awkward moment.
At school, Zach's kinda famous or infamous...
And like the drama that is highschool, it also depends on which clique, you speak to.
To the cool kids...
Zachery is the handsome jock. The
rich, cocky and brooding badass who hails from the wealthiest part
of town. Zach is known for the sweet mansion on the hill, his hot milf mom, an ex-NAVY SEAL dad and of course, his dreamy good looks and magnetic personality.
To the nerds & geeks...
Zach is their hero. In a short period of time, the boy has achieved quite the
reputation. He's become a protector, an ass kicker, a knight
in shiny armour of sorts. Many a times, Zach has stepped in to save a
from being bullied or picked on. Word around the school is that Zach
has zero tolerance for bullying and that he's even become the school's anti-bullying vigilante.
This is another reason, as to why
Zachery is on the verge of getting expelled from school. It's only because of his mother's many generous donations and her many close connections
to the Catholic District School Board, the only reason why her son
hasn't been kicked out from the prestigious and very
expensive private school.
At school, Zach does allright. Most if not
all of his teachers agree that he could certainly do a lot better. But, only if he applied himself more in his studies, dropped the fights and tough act and stopped hanging out with the wrong crowd.
Zach's test results show that he certainly has the smarts and the potential to go further. Afterall, the boy excels
in math, science, geography, history and of course, physical
education. However, the subjects where he's
lags behind are music, religion, languages and drama. If
Zach applied himself more, he could even make the honour roll.
lacks the drive and motivation to go further in his studies.
There's also the fact that he just dosen't care.
Actually, his exact words are..."I don't give a shit."
You see Zachery
has it all planned out.
As soon as he turns eighteen, he's fucking gone!
The boy plans on joining...
to leave a legacy behind, just like his grandfather.
The boys has grown up listening to stories about his
grandfather when he
was in the Marines. His paternal grandmother, from a very young
age has been at fault by filling Zach's head with all the greatness that his grandfather
accomplished while in the corps. His grandfather was well known, admired, respected
and loved. So, much so that there's even a
Marine base in San Diego that's named after him.
his mother will have a heart attack once she finds out and try to stop
him. But, all
the crying, sobbing and pleading, won't deter him. As
for his father? Well, it'll be a heavy blow to his dad that
his son is not following in his footsteps and joining the NAVY SEALs. But, that's a plus!(which is another reason, why the little shit is doing
The naďvité of youth.
The most obvious reason for Zachery's behaviour and acting out,
is quite simple. It's mostly due to his parents getting divorced.
Zach still has a lot of anger aimed at both of his parents. The boy is full of bitterness, anger,
hurt and resentment. Add to the boiling and overflowing pot
that he's a kid going through puberty. So, at the moment Zachery
is full of piss and vinegar, as well as starving for discipline and attention.
his parent's divorce finalized last year, it had been Zach who had to
console a very scared little brother. And when their
father packed his belongings
out of the house. It had taken days for Zach to calm down a very
distraught and emotional Cody.
The night when their father moved out of the
house, Zach asked Cody to join him in the pool. It was on
that warm summer night that Zachery made a solemn promise to his little
A promise that he intends to keep, until his last dying breath...
"You and I, are always going to be together."
Cody with tears in his hazel/green
eyes, looked up at his big brother.
That soft, quivering and scared little voice to this day still pulls at Zach's heartstrings.
"I promise, squirt. We're brothers, okay? We'll always be together and we'll always come back to one another."
Cody hugged his big brother tightly.
"No matter what?"
Even now, Zach can still see fear in Cody's eyes. A fear that dosen't seem to go away.
"Yeah, kiddo. No matter what."
To say that Zachery
is very protective of his little brother.
Well, that's to put it lightly...
A perfect example of this, just happened about three weeks ago.
It was an ugly and violent incident at school(which students are still talking about) when Zach literally lost his shit!
up beating another teen to a messy and bloody pulp. The bulky teen
had been three times Zach's size and a senior. Yet, it was Zach
who had to be pulled, yanked and dragged away
by two male teachers.
other teen ended up in the nurse's
office battered, bruised and very humbled. He was taken to a
nearby hospital, where he was diagnosed and released with a broken
nose, 2 missing teeth, a broken arm and a swollen and
ugly looking bloody right eye.
because the young man made the colossal mistake to
bully a student. That particular student happened
to be Zach's little brother Cody Berehowsky.
When Zach heard, "What are you looking at faggot?"
being viciously hurled at his little brother, as the little boy
was pushed into a locker. Well, something inside of him went
off and he fucking, snapped. Zachery went
into a rabid and dangerous frenzy.
was heading to Cody's locker to check up on his little brother in between classes.
But, when he saw as his little brother being pushed and shoved hard
locker and then be verbally assaulted. Well, that's when Zach went feral and apeshit crazy.
violent altercation cost Zachery, 2 months detention, a written
apology to the school and towards the student
he "assaulted"(the school's
word, for the incident). Zach was fine with apologizing to the
school. But, he refused to apologize in any manner, way or form to the other student.
Zach could give two shits about getting expelled. There was just no fucking way in hell, that he'd apologize to the asshole that called his little brother a...faggot.
No one messes with his little brother or his family.
Family is everything.
day his parents
announced their divorce, a very somber mom and
a sad looking dad called the boys into the den. After the
news was given,
Cody couldn't stop crying and even became hysterical. Zach
on the other hand, just
stood there calm, quiet and expressionless. He wasn't
surprised that his parents were divorcing. He'd
this coming months ago. What was surprising to him though,
was the fact that it hadn't happened sooner.
any kid, he hoped that his parents would work through their
anger, frustrations and many marital issues. But, that wasn't meant to be
and he'd accepted it, a long time ago. For a while, all
his parents did was argue and yell at
each other and last year had been the worst.
were more frequent and always the same. It was about how his dad was never
to spend time with the family. And how his mom was left to raise
and discipline two boys, all on her own.
The way his mom
coped with this dilemma was to go shopping for things that she didn't
need, spend hours at the country club or immerse herself in her many charities, where she was chair of the committee. But, at the end of the day it was always the same and his mom would cry herself to sleep every night.
The last night his dad was at the house and while his mom and Cody slept. Zach and his
dad went for a
swim in the pool. His dad had been drinking heavily throughout the
night and at the moment, he was pretty hammered. As his
dad pulled Zach close and fought back tears, he slurred
some words that to this day still pound hard at
I'm away, you're the man of the family. Promise
me, that you'll look after
your mother and little brother. Make fucking sure that you
look after Cody. Your little brother is different than you
and me. Cody is not as strong or tough like you. Above anything else, remember that your family comes first and you will do anything for them."
His dad then gave Zach a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"I love you, son."
That had been a fucking crazy rollercoaster of a year.
Full of ups and downs.
More downs, actually...
But, at the moment Zach has his own issues to work through.
He's going through some major changes in his life. For one, he's at the peak
of puberty. But, what he dosen't know or realize is that he's getting more
than an average amounts of
testosterone being pumped through his young body. This is due to his very large testicles, which at the moment are
same size as an adult male.
The poor boy is
currently bouncing off walls due to high levels
of testosterone and pure sheer energy. So, at this moment Zach is full
of aggression, pent up energy and just plain hornyness. A dangerous combination for a boy his age.
And thanks to the Berehowsky's predominant and omnipotent genes, Zach is also becoming a major teen powerhouse. In just a few weeks, the boy has intensely increased in body mass, muscle strenght and height. He also has more muscle definition than his friends or school mates of
the same age.
Just by looking at Zach, you wouldn't believe that the kid is a preteen. You'd think that he's maybe 15, perhaps
16 years old? When in fact, Zachery is 13
years old and going through some serious growth spurt.
The boy's body is beginning to fill out nicely and growing...everywhere.
At school, the jocks see Zach as a strong, fast and determined player.
His team mates see a tough as nails kid, who's proven himself many times, on and off
When Zach's friends found out that he was trying out for the school's football team, they
told him it was a suicide mission. But, Zach always going against the
grain saw this more as a personal challenge more than anything else.
Zach's dad had been a quarterback at his local highschool, back in his heyday. Many football trophies(up to the time, when he moved out of the house)
used to overflow the mantle in the family den. His dad had so
many sports trophies that the rest were kept in three separate glass curio cabinet in his private home office.
Zachery's grandfather, Jacob Zacharia Berehowsky had also been a phenomenal football player. At his local highschool and at
the Marine academy, he'd been a running
back. Jacob had been such a great player that he was offered a football
scholarship to Notre Dame.
But, in the end Jacob Berehowsky went to pursue a successful and highly decorated career in the
grandfather's massive collection of football trophies, along with war
and other plaques, proudly decorate his grandmother's beautiful sitting room at her
the Florida Keys.
football fever runs deep in Zach's blood. Plus, he
also wants to make his father and grandfather proud.
But, being a young and innocent boy, he ends up putting
unnecessary pressure on himself. In the end, it ends
up having negative effects rather than positive ones.
Zach's also a naturally gifted athlete, as the boy tends to
in all sports. But, it's in football that he truly
much so that he even managed to grab the
attention and interest of his
highschool coaches. They liked what they saw and were
impressed by the fast,
focused and aggresive player.
A kid that had no fear to play with the big boys
and had better moves than some of the school's most
In the end, Zach's fearlessness, determination and hard work paid
off. As his football coaches, were very pleased with his
performance and saw a bright future in football for Zachery.
Zach ended up being honoured with
the highly sought-after and much coveted position of quarterback for St. Vincent's Centurions. He also ended up breaking the school's record in becoming the youngest player(at 13) to play at the same level as the seniors.
As for the Chloč's...
The Chloč's are a clique of rich, beautiful, yet extremely mean and stuck up girls. They're composed of Queen bee Chloč Alexis Kerrington and her minions, Chloč Ashton Preston and Chloč Victoria Turlington. In social circles and at school the divine three are known as The Unholy Trinity.
Chloč Kerrington rules
the school with an iron fist and a forked tongue. She fels that
due to her massive wealth and ravishing beauty, she's better
than anyone(including, her two best friends). But, in truth and reality, the girl has an ugly, shallow, vindictive and mean spirited personality.
from an old and very wealthy Texan bloodline, the Kerringtons.
Her great-great-grandfather, Samuel Isaiah Kerrington struck it
rich in his land, when he came across one of the richest oil
deposits in the estate. At present time, her father Nathan
Oakes Kerrington is currently the governor for the estate of
Arizona and doing well in the polls and the public.
So, at school Chloč holds enormous power. And as many have found out, it's best to
acknowledge her and avoid her, rather than getting snared in her manicured claws and becoming an
Chloč saw Zachary
Berehowsky as the ultimate catch. The boy was the
accessory to add to her collection.
She ruled the school and chose what was cool and "in fashion". Because of her, almost everyone in the school carried a Louis Vuitton, Prada or Gucci backpack. Chanel pearl necklaces and virgen-white tweed Camellias were a must in accessories, as were Tiffany & Co. charm bracelets.
to kiss her lily-white ass and to desperately become her
friend. Her parties were legendary and the talk of the school, as they were over an obscene
and over the top show of wealth. Only
the coolest teenagers from the wealthy families were invited. Zach currently
being the talk of the school and the star football quarterback, stood out like a sore thumb and soon came into Chloč's coolness radar.
gossip around school is that Zachery
Berehowsky is a brooding, handsome and rich badass. He's gotten into
so many fights that he's even made detention
cool. He's also got a huge fan base, since many students have come to idolize
Specially, the social outcasts like the nerds, geeks, gays and other undesirables. So,
having Zach at her side could only increase Chloč's popularity.
Zach has recently exploded into the school's cool inner circle and Chloč Kerrington had
been carefully watching from the sidelines. As soon as the news
that Zach had made quarterback, she took the opportunity to pursue and declare herself Zach's only girlfriend. Even though Chloč is three years
older than Zach, a bit taller and with very little in common.
She still went after him and didn't care what
anyone thought. She was determined to be Zachery's only arm candy and supreme ruler of the entire school.
Now, Zach wasn't stupid.
He knew that Chloč Kerrington was using him for her own selfish needs. Afterall, everything
that he'd heard about Chloč was true. She's a beautiful, popular and smart honour roll student with an ugly side. A bonofide
mean girl, who's calculating, vindictive and not be crossed.
Chloč is a gorgeous girl, who has a bright future ahead of her. She's currently
the face of American Eagle, Ralph Lauren Youth and Abercrombie
& Fitch. She's
also appeared in Teen Vogue 3 times and recently landed a coveted
contract with MAC cosmetics. She's the epitome of the all
American girl, an incredible
body, long and thick platinum blonde hair, lengs that go on
forever, a huge rack and captivating ice blue eyes. Her downfall, a cruel, mean and shallow personality.
When it came to beauty, there really
wasn't another girl that could hold a candle to Chloč Kerrington. Well, perhaps with the exception of her two best friends, Preston and Turlington. Where Kerrington
has long platinum and shiny blonde hair, Preston's hair is
a burnt sienna shade of auburn and Turlington's a light shade of chocolate brown.
entire football team was envious of Zach's "girlfriend". Not only had he landed the hottest piece of ass
in school, but she was also obscenely wealthy. Kerrington's home
is currently the beautiful Governor's mansion situated in a gated
community, not far from Zach's home. Her family's ranch "Pitchfork",
sits on 640,00 acres of fertile and pristine land that is used for
crop farming, grazing cattle and the breeding of thoroughbred horses and bulls.
The football team even joked with Zach that if he played his cards
right, he might even be able to get his tip wet and lose his virginity to the Queen of Mean.
Zach blushed, chuckled and laughed along with everyone
else, of course. But, in all honesty, he wasn't in any rush
virginity and specially not to Chloč. On the other hand, he's at least gone to second base with her. As she's french kissed him and allowed him to touch and fondle her very voluptuous and firm breasts(not bad, for a 13yr old).
Catholic Academy is an exclusive(very expensive)
private school. The
school opened its doors in the Fall of 1905 by the Franciscan
Friars of the First Order. The friars taught at the
Academy up until 1975, then the Sisters of Saint Anne took over and to this day, teach mostly theology,
music, history, languages, world religion and mathematics. The Academy
boasts a high success rate of graduates that head off to top
universities such as Columbia,
Harvard, Stanford, Princeton and Yale.
its hefty tuition price tag, the Academy comes fully equiped with
many state-of-the-art facilities. One being, an aquatic center
which holds three Olympic-sized pools.
These swimming pools are used
for varsity swimming, diving, water polo and recreational
swimming. The school also has a hockey
arena, indoor track and field, tennis pavilion and fitness center on its large campus.
The 19,000 square foot fitness center, happens to be one of the most luxurious
facilities in the entire state of Arizona. It includes
a climbing wall, strength training facility, sauna(both dry and wet), a massage center and full locker rooms. The fitness center is connected to the main buildings
by the Hall of Champions.
A plaque to the entrance of the hall reads...
"The difference between the impossible and the possible lies in a person's determination."
The Hall of Champions is a section which was added to the school back in 1910.
Colourful, bright and vivid school
banners fly high from it's radiant red cedar beams. The hall is beautifully lit by gorgeous stained glass
windows and glass chandeliers which were donated to the school
Tiffany & Co. in 1912.
entire hall is decorated with
jeweled trophies, as well as gold and silver chalices, medals,
plaques and ribbons which have been won over the years by the
school's top athletes. The athletes that leave a legacy behind are forever immortalized
with beautiful marble busts in their likeness. The few and proud
will go on to reside along the walls of this immense
gothic hall for an eternity and more.
immense campus is interconnected by ivy-covered, gray stone
buildings and cobblestone pathways. Old palm-trees, rose bushes and many fountains
decorate its pleasant and inviting courtyards, where students read, relax, study and do their homework.
The small Chapel of the Sacred
built in 1905, sits in the center and heart of the
school. The unique and beautiful church is known for its striking
architecture and the largest collection of stained glass windows in the
state of Arizona. Priceless statues and artwork created by its
students over the years are proudly displayed throught the Church.
incorporates Mission and Spanish Revival, along with Roman
architecture and an impressive Carillon Tower. The domes
over the altar and
the main Church area, also feature intricate stained glass.
Academy caters to the scholarly elite and there's a long waiting
list to get in. Three entry exams, as well as a written essay as
to why you want to attend the Academy must also be submitted. The schools's
tuition starts at $79,695 a year and this
does not include
extracurriculum activities, such as books, trips or even the school's & gym uniform.
Students chart their own learning by
picking from a 300 plus-course catalogue. Some of its courses
include entrepreneurial studies, robotics, sophisticated study-abroad programs and intimate seminar-style classroom settings.
For the athletic type, the school even has 30 different sports teams to choose from. Everything from football, to soccer,
bastketball, swimming, rugby, tennis, fencing, gymnastics and even equestrian
the record for having one of the best
football teams in the state. Many
of their former top
players have been awarded football schoolarships and have
gone to play for top ivy league schools. Over the
years, famous athletes,
coaches, servicemen and even state senators have all been part of
its proud, special and elite brotherhood.
The school's football team, the Centurions have
a long and proud history. The Franciscan Friars of the First Order, played their first football game against
the Jesuits of Arizona in
the fall of 1922. That day went down in history as
being unusually cold, rainy and very windy. In the end
the Centurions ended up
winning their first
game 28 to 21.
Yet, Zach would like to forget his own indoctrination(hazing) into the school's football team.
As per tradition, Zach along with 7 new players were to be secretly hazed into the Centurions.
particular tradition dates back to the '20s and the ceremony
is a highly guarded secret, one which
is never spoken of. If any new players declined to
the ceremony, they are discreetly told to walk
away from the team. End of story.
If the future players decided to go along with the indoctrination, they are then warned never to speak of what they would see, hear or do during the secret ceremony. If anyone was caught speaking of the hazing to friends, family or anyone else, severe consequences would follow.
Consequences that would haunt you, and your loved ones for the rest of your life.
About 5 weeks ago, while
blindfolded and wearing only their jockstraps, all the new players
were led into the team's locker
room. The boys were told to
walk single file to an area that was off
limits, the equipment room. What the new players, didn't know was
past the many dusty rows of metal shelves and old equipment, there was
a fake wall that led to a secret chamber.
A chamber that led deep
underground and deep into the bowels of the old academy. As Zach
descended the cold and circular stairs, he felt disoriented and nervous. He also wondered where he and the new players were being taken. He'd wished
that he could have talked to his
dad about this. Afterall, his dad had also played football in
highschool and must have come across something like this
in his day.
For weeks, rumours around the locker room were that they were
be hazed. But, Zach didn't believe it. Afterall, hazing was
banned at the academy(it said so, on the school's 500 page manual!). Yet, here they were.
a lifetime later, they'd finally reached the bottom of the
staircase. Zach was so disoriented, that he even bumped into the
of him. The first thing he noticed was how
much colder, it was down here. So much so, that
he started shivering uncontrollably(a case of nerves and cold). He had goosebumps all over his body(even on his bare ass). The second thing he noticed was that this basement reeked of dampness and mildew.
sounded like a heavy iron door opening. They
were instructed to enter the
room quietly and as they did, the loud iron door closed behind
them. They were then told to walk further into the room
and as their names were called out, to remove their blindfolds.
turn came and as he removed
his blindfold, he was immediately blinded by the bright
spotlight aimed at him and the rest of the new players. As
his eyes adjusted to the brightness, he noticed that they were in a
dark circular room. Torches flickered along the dark walls
and again, he shivered.
The room also had a weird,
smell. But, what was it?
he paid careful attention to the faded walls, he could
along with dates that had been carefully chiseled into the
concrete. Zach was able to read some
of the names and immediately recognised them, as being former
Centurion football players.
Another odd thing he
saw, were old and worn jockstraps from previous players, which were
proudly displayed in glass cases along the walls. The name of the
owner below, position he played and year stenciled in a gold plaque. Some of the old jocks, dated
as far back as the 30's, 40's and 50's.
What the hell?
to his right and to the other six
nervous looking freshmen. They were all standing in
the center of the room, looking wildly at everything around them.
As he looked down and underneath his bare
feet was the school's
emblem. An old looking mosaic of a centurion holding his sword against a golden
shield and looking up
at the sky.
As Zach stared at the emblem, he tried to remember what it represented.
The golden circle around the emblem...
A Christian symbol representing eternity. No beginning and no end.
Centurion had been a real person.
A Roman army officer, who
was also the first Gentile to convert to Christianity.
Within the golden shield, a white dove, lamp, host and chalice could also be seen.
The dove represented the Holy Spirit.
A symbol of innocence, gentleness and peace.
The lamp of knowledge.
A classic symbol of scholastic achievement, representing wisdom and excellence.
The Host and chalice.
Symbols of the Eucharist, representing the source and summit of the Catholic faith.
The banner below the golden circle, with the motto in latin:
Fortes in fide. Veritas at honor. Vis in perita
Strong in Faith. Truth and honour. Strenght in skill
and the other future players were encircled by
the entire football team. The head coach, assistant
manager and even the team's physician, Dr.Rammstein were also present. Everyone in
the room was also only wearing their jockstraps.
Zach's vision adjusted to the bright and blinding light, his
something strange. Against the far wall, was an
altar and on it stood a black marble statue of a man.
must have been at least 8'ft. tall and looked very realistic and lifelike(scaringly, so). But, the most peculiar and strange part
of the statue were the genitals. The statue's penis and balls were beyond massive!
Now, Zachery is a cultured
young man. He along with his mother and maternal
have visited some of the most famous museums around the world.
Great museums, such as the Metropolitan Museum of Art
New York City, The British Museum in London, The State Hermitage
Museum in Saint Petersburg, the Neues Museum in Berlin, the
Musee d'Orsay and Louvre in Paris and even the Galleria
Florence, Italy. So, he's seen a lot of famous, nude male statues.
But, here was a statue that he hadn't seen before. But, the gigantic dick and
ballsack on the statue was just plain ridiculous.
The penis even had veins along the shaft and the
biggest set of balls that Zach has ever seen.
captain Barry Fraser silently stepped forward and faced the
statue. He respectfully bowed to it and then kissed the giant cock head.
then got on his knees and recited a prayer in latin...
Holy and blessed Priapus, God of male fertility and genitalia.
May your presence empower our minds, hearts, bodies and soul.
Bless us by giving us courage, strength, health and a fertile and impervious life.
Grant us the power to father many sons and spread our seed throught the world.
We worship and devote ourselves to you.
I kneel before you, my holy lord.
are all things Male, all things that Create and all things that make Life.
May our every thought and gesture be infused with
your sacred essence.
May we drink your hot and pure holy liquid.
The sacred and fiery liquid of life that lives united in all men.
are your sons and the embodiment of your great phallus.
We praise and worship you.
We are your carriers of male virility and power.
Ejaculation is the creation of the Universe.
Grant us, never ending, healthy, powerful and strong seed.
Great God Priapus, this body, mind, heart and soul are yours.
As the prayer ended, everyone in the room said, Amen.
As bewildered as Zach was, he did the same.
Afterall, when in Rome...
is terrible when it comes to languages.
At the moment,
he's averaging a D in Spanish, a B in English and failing French. He dropped
Latin after five classes(he thought, it be an easy course.)
However, he was
able to pick up a few things from this strange and weird prayer.
What the hell?
Once Barry had finished the prayer, he once again bowed his head to the
statue and kissed the giant cock head.
He approached the altar and lay a single
Graham cracker on top
of the massive cock head. He then turned to face the bewildered, nervous and extremely confused freshmen.
"Allright, guys! This is where we separate the men from the boys."
Zach felt his stomach do double take.
This is it!
Here it goes...
He was silently praying in his head and hoping that they weren't forced to do something...unnatural.
"Listen up, fuckers! You miserable looking assholes are going to play the craker game."
The freshmen looked at each other in confusion, as the room exploded in cheers, whistles and loud applause. Zach raised his eyebrows and expected the worse.
"The object of the game is quite simple. You'll face our sacred statue Priapus and masturbate with the
intention to ejaculate on the cracker. The last cocksucker to
ejaculate, will be considered the loser and will have to eat the cum coated cracker."
closed his eyes and sighed.
Fuck my life!
believe what he was hearing? As he looked
around the room, his coach, doctor and even future team mates were
all looking dead serious and completely expressionless. He
thought that at anytime, someone would at least shout...
But, as seconds passed,...
No one came to their rescue.
Again, he looked around the room, hoping that
someone would speak up for the new players. Then, out of the
corner of his eye, Zach saw something.
hiding in the shadows.
He thought he saw...
Way in the back and leaning against one the marble columns. A cloaked figure was hiding in the darkness and whoever this person was, they didn't want to be seen, attract attention
or be recognized.
Zach then caught something else...
Something that this person was wearing.
Something that glittered in the shadows.
Yeah, it kinda looked like a large jeweled cross.
"Newbies, drop your jocks!"
closed his eyes, took a big gulp and did as instructed.
Immediately, he heard the snickering of his future
team mates and he knew exactly, what they were snickering about.
"On my mark..."
has played in many
sports teams throught the years. His dad had put him
league, as soon as he could walk. The boy has played almost every
sport imaginable, from baseball, tosoccer,
basketball, football, etc. So, he's been around locker rooms long enough to know about boys being boys and the typical rowdy behaviour that went along with it.
However, up to today he's
never been hazed. As far as he knew,
hazing was pretty much prohibited
in today's politically correct world. But, now that he's getting older and playing with the big boys, he's going to have to get used to this type of lewd and bawdy behaviour.
He once again looked around the room
for the cloaked figure. But, he couldn't find the stranger.
Well, it looked like
no one was going to stop this.
Zach, never the one to back down from a tough
situation, focused at the task at hand(again, no pun intended) and cleared his mind.
Barry cleared his throat and shouted.
"Let the milking of the bulls, begin!"
Being a normal 13 year old, Zach was no stranger to masturbation. Quite the contrary, as the boy tends to jack off at least 6 times a day(everyday!) Well, sometimes even more depending, how horny he is. Zachery has been happily beating off, ever since he turned 11 years old.
Once the newbies were given the greenlight to jack off, Zach jumped right
in. He took a deep breath and kept his eyes closed, as his future team mates
loudly cheered them on.
He kept repeating the words in his head...
There's no way, I'm losing this challenge!
There's no way in hell, I'm losing this challenge!
There's no way in fucking hell, that I'm losing this fucking challenge!
Just the thought of swallowing another guy's cum, made Zach nauseous.
Well, in this case the semen of 6 other team mates.
Peter Belzac was the first to come...
His new teammates christened him Peter Ballsack.
Anton Chekhov was the second to come...
His nickname became Anton Jerkoff.
Zach Berehowsky was the third boy
his eyes closed, Zach
arched his back and threw back his head. Beads of
sweat had collected on his forehead and on his upperlip.
He was very close
But, he didn't want to open his eyes and look at
That would be too fucking awkward and weird!
Besides, he might even he's
lose his erection and that would be a disaster.
So, Zach let out a loud
grunt and with his right hand, he vigorously pumped his thick cock.
A long, creamy and thick stream of boy
butter then shot
out of Zachery.
And finally seven
long streams of healthy, creamy and thick virgen
sperm landed perfectly on the cracker. The
entire room went fucking nuts and erupted in cheers, whistles
and applause at Zach's impressive and very thick load.
for Zach, the powerful feeling of cumming in front of an audience, actually felt
The room felt electric, as it was
being energized by the vast amount of testosterone from a group of young,
strong, healthy and virile males all in their youthful prime. As Zach heard his name,
amidst the cheers, whistles, catcalls and loud applause, he felt quite proud and elated.
If they only knew that this was his third load of the day!
Zach's first load of the day tends to be the thickest and biggest. The kid wakes up to a massive hardon every
damm morning. So, he usually jerks off as soon as he wakes up.
Being a horny and healthy 13 year old, the second
usually happens while in the
Being the first born in the Berehowsky household came with a lot of perks. For one, Zachery was given the
largest bedroom in the mansion and that in itself was a pretty sweet deal. It also meant that he had his own
master bathroom and he didn't have to share it with his little brother.
Now, Zach tends to get a
lot of privacy(as a boy his age, should). But, lately that is
something that his little brother Cody, dosen't seem to understand or even care
about. The little terror tends to burst in on Zach, any
chance he gets and lately it seems like he's doing it on purpose?
But, I digress...
Let's get back to the hazing.
The Graham cracker was completely soaked, all due to the courtesy of Zachery Berehowsky.
As the fourth, fifth and sixth freshman unloaded their
fresh batch of creamy baby batter, well you couldn't even see the fucking cracker
As Zach stood in his cum soaked jock, he couldn't
understand, as to why he still had a rock
hard erection? Or the other strange feelings that he was having while being in a room full of almost naked males.
a boy named Scott Foley was the last one to cum. The ginger haired kid, also grunted
as he shot his stream of young and healthy sperm into the no longer visible cracker.
The room became silent after the last load.
The question on everyone's mind was...
Would, he do it?
Would Scott, really eat a cum soaked cracker?
Scott was panting and his face was all sweaty and
flushed. He knew that all eyes were on him, even from the other freshmen.
He blushed and turned scarlett
red from head to toe, as he realized his grim fate.
young boy was a typical redhead. Pale, hairless, blemish free and with porcelain smooth skin
from head to toe. His short hair was a deep and rich shade of auburn,
with freckles on the tip of his nose and on his rosy and flushed cheeks.
the trooper that he was, he simply walked up to the statue,
bowed to it and tried to pick up the slippery and sperm soaked cracker.
Zach could see that some of his future team mates were grinning, while others
discreetly tugged at their constricted erections in their
jocks. The most perplexing part of all of this was that even
the coaches and team doctor had clear and quite obvious and visible erections tenting their
Scott took a deep breath, closed his eyes and with both hands scooped the heavily sperm
covered cracker. Without giving it a second thought,
he simply put it in his mouth and swallowed the whole
whole room erupted in cheers and applause(there were also
a few sounds of gagging and hurling). But, no one paid much
attention to that.
really bad for Scott, who at the moment was being
patted on the back by the entire football team, coaches and staff. Someone
finally passed a water bottle to Scott, who thankfully took itm as he took a
big gulp of
was still looking around the large dark room for the hooded figure.
But, the mysterious figure had successfully managed to
vanish back into the shadows.
As the boys were ushered back to the locker room and led towards the showers, Zach could feel other boys staring and grinning at him. It was team
captain Barry, who approached him and put his heavily
muscled and hairy arm around Zach's shoulder. He then led the way and tenderly kissed Zach's forehead.
"Way to go, studly! After
your amazing porn star performance, the team and I decided on an appropriate nickname for you. A nickname
that is fitting to your gift and talent."
sighed and dropped his head.
He just hoped that the nickname wasn't going
to be something stupid, offensive or vulgar.
"From this day on, Zachery Berehowsky, you'll be known as...Ponyboy."
not that bad of a nickname. Hell, it could have been worse.
A lot fucking worse!
few years back, when Zach had entered puberty, he'd been very shy
and even avoided changing and showering in
at his old school, it had been his phys-ed
teacher who spoke to Kyle about Zachery skipping showers after gym class.
Now, Kyle had a feeling as to why his son didn't want to shower in public.
But, this had been his fault and he felt really bad about it. He had prolonged in having the man to man talk with his boy.
most parents, Kyle found it difficult to have the sex talk
with his firstborn. Mostly, because it meant that Zach
was no longer a little boy. It wasn't the sex topic that he
dreaded, that was part of life and completely natural.
went beyond that. It was actually the foreshadowing that Zachery was
well on his way in becoming
a moody, sullen, distant and mute teenager. Kyle
knew that this behaviour came with the territory.
But, although every parent dreaded this stage, they all(mostly unscathed) managed to survive the bitchy, mouthy, know-it-all, teenage nuclear stage.
the boy entered adolescence, Kyle knew that his son
would be a force to reckon with. As Zachery went
through puberty, it would mean no more hugs
or kisses from his son, no more hanging onto dad's words and
certainly no more having dad being in a pedestal. The boy
eventually drop all sweet and innocent things and distant himself
from his loving, yet helpless parents.
But, such was life.
And in The Game of Life...
Well, you have to roll with the punches.
No matter, how much they might sting, ache and fucking hurt.
That had been two years ago and Kyle went on to have the man to man
talk with his son. He went on to explain to his boy
about body changes, hormones and the complexity and mechanics of sex.
However, for the Berehowsky men there was an extra chapter
in The Game of Life.
A chapter that was devoted to an important
and crucial part of the male anatomy. An
area where having an above average appendage was both a blessing and curse.
It always has been and will always will be.
This is because Berehowsky males carry a secret in their DNA.
Most would call it a mutation.
Others would call it a gift.
You see, Berehowsky males posess a rare and near close to perfection Deoxyribonucleic acid.
This of course, is otherwise known as DNA.
DNA is the building block of life.
And for Berehowsky
males, their DNA is unique and extremely rare.
They possess a superior, strange, yet remarkable gene.
A gene that has been passed down from father to son for countless generations.
A premium endowment(if one is playing with words)
A legacy that is...
The X triple Y chromosome
An extremely rare genetic condition in which a human male has two extra (Y) chromosomes. This gives the lucky male bearer a total of 48 chromosomes, instead of the more usual and common 46.
This in turn
produces a 48, XYYY karyotype which occurs every 1 in 100,000 male
births. However, the male babies born with this anomaly rarely survive
But, for those few lucky males that do, well they're in
for a treat. Once they reach full sexual maturity, they will be a force to reckon with.
males will develop a dominant alpha male trait. A strong, assertive and commanding personality. These males are
also blessed with an almost perfect health, a long life, superior
strength, speed, intelligence, above average height and the best part of it
all,...way above average
This gene has been a curse for Zach's dad, his uncle, grandfather, great-great-grandfather and so on.
to the Berehowsky's, a secret branch of International scientists have
been studying their DNA for years. The scientists just recently hit the jack-pot
and managed to trace the Berehowsky's ancestry to a large area known as the Rokitno Marshes in Belarus and Ukraine.
This wild, pristine and natural region of wetlands stretches along the forested basin of the Pripyat River. At one point or another in history, both of these countries were formerly a part of the Russian Empire.
Berehowsky clan spread their seed, pretty much all over Eastern
Europe. Most settling in what is now, the Czech Republic,
Slovakia, Austria, Croatia, Hungary, Serbia, as well as Bosnia and Herzegovina.
current spelling of their last name varies only slightly,
even after so many centuries. You have to remember
that during the Middle Ages(5th - 15th century) people
were illiterate. The poor, peasants and some middle class, didn't know how to read or
write. So, when it came down to writing the name of
their newborn, the spelling varied from town to town, district to
and even country to country.
The earliest recording of Berehowsky and most likely the correct spelling of the last name, dates back to the 11th century.
the ancient library of a Benedictine monastery in the Czech
Republic, a beutiful jeweled book contains a brief, interesting and single entry.
It mentions a Christian knight by the name
of Vladislav Anton Berekhovski.
Year of Our Lord,...28th January 1095
bitterly cold, windy and harsh winter night, a young knight by the name of Vladislav
Anton Berekhovski, came to see the Abbott Alexandr Maxmilián.
The young man was on his way to the Crusades and brough with him, his newborn son Jonáŝ Pavel Berekhovski. The young father was alone, as the mother unfortunately did not survive the afterbirth.
grief stricken father wanted his son be given the sacrament
of baptism, before heading off to the Holy Land. After the
baptism ceremony was performed, the knight asked the Abbott Maxmilián for a
anything should happen to him while he was away, then
he wanted to have peace of mind in knowing that his only
son would be cared for and raised in
Abbott Maxmilián, of course agreed to the father's request. Afterall, to fight in the name of Christ our Lord
and Saviour and to rid the Holy Land of infidels is a great honour
and the ultimate Christian sacrifice.
As I write this entry, it is with a sad and heavy heart to say that we never heard or saw the young knight Vladislav Berekhovski, again.
May God have mercy on his precious soul.
Prior Samuel Némec.
So, as this old and ancient record shows...
The Berehowsky's have been around for a long time and their ancestry is stuff that legends are made of. At the moment, scientists are having a field day studying, analyzing and breaking down their unique DNA.
best scientists from around the globe are desperately trying
to discover all the secrets hidden within. Everything from
their good health, long life, unnatural youth, fast healing and more...
But, more about that later.
Kyle went on to explain to his son, about the "gift" they'd been blessed with. His dad was very casual like and relaxed, as he so bluntly put it...
and balls are only going to get bigger,
buddy. So, man up, care, protect and learn to live with them. You're
a Berehowsky and a male. So, show them off, hold your head
up high, roll with the punches and above all, be proud of your body."
Some famous X
triple Y chromosome males are, Sir William Wallace, General George
S. Patton, 18th President of the United States, Ulysses S. Grant,
General Douglas MacArthur, Napoleon Bonaparte and most lethal sniper in U.S. Military History, Chris Kyle to mention just a few.
All of these men's DNA had been quietly and carefully "obtained" by the
U.S. government in order to learn more about this amazing, powerful and very rare gene.
As for Zachery, the boy ended up getting his nickname in the inner sanctum of the male brotherhood...the boy's locker room.
The nickname was actually taken from the book, The Outsiders. But, boys being boys found an alternate meaning to the name and appropriately applied it to Zach.
Ponyboy is indeed quite the clever, as Zachery Kyle Berehowsky is indeed hung like a young and hot blooded stallion.
when someone in the locker room makes a lewd comment
to make fun of Zach's gigantic dick. Well, it no longer bothers
On the contrary, he actually enjoys the
name calling. Afterall, it feeds
ego and he knows that he's got the biggest dick and the largest set of balls in school!
I digress, let's head back to our story...
At the moment and in this Godforsaken desert, Zachery's jock is getting soaked. However, there's only one sure way to get his dick to go down. But, now it's not the time to tug one out.
It was a good thing that his dad and little brother were ahead of him and
preoccupied with the stupid cadence calls. All Zach could do was to keep tugging at
the constraining jockstrap that supported his hefty
and leaking member.
As the three of them marched and shouted like idiots throught the desert, Zach couldn't help to notice that
his little brother was having a great time. But, every
few minutes, Zach played and replayed the weird scene with his dad in his confused and hazy little head.
What the hell, just happened?
I mean, his dad had obscenely groped him in front of his little brother?
What the hell man?
Who does that?
dad was a former Navy SEAL. So, right away Kyle Berehowsky wasn't the typical
9-5, desk job, minivan driving, beer gut
type of dad. On the contrary, as his
dad tens to roll, shoot guns and play with the big boys.
His dad's job is dangerous, always classified and tends to be away
from long periods of time. So, his
sense of humour, manners and parenting skills also tend to
be quite different than most dad's.
was a guy thing?
Afterall, Zach knew of a couple of guys in his football team, who were always slapping
each other's butts or goosing you.
So, it must be a guy thing, right?
Berehowsky turned around, as he shouted at the top of his
lungs and looked at his boys. A deep sense of pride
and happiness engulfed him. He truly loved his sons and felt utterly complete being
around them. So, he continued with the cadence calls and so far
the boys were motivated and hadn't yet, complained.
Kyle: This is my rifle, this is my gun.
Kyle then grabbed his crotch, as he emphasized my gun.
Cody gave a big chuckle, as he copied his dad.
Zach & Cody: This is my rifle, this is my gun.
Kyle: One is for shooting, the other for fun.
Zach & Cody: One is for shooting, the other for fun.
Kyle: I clean my rifle everyday and fire my gun, three times a day.
Zach couldn't help to snicker at that particular line. He knew that his little brother Cody, wouldn't get it's true meaning and implication.
Zach & Cody: I clean my rifle everyday and fire my gun, five times a day.
Kyle: My pants are on.
Zach & Cody: My pants are on.
Kyle: My boots are tight.
Zach & Cody: My boots are tight.
Kyle: My big balls are swinging, left and right.
Zach & Cody: My big balls are swinging, left and right.
couldn't help to laugh. His dad was being a total goofball.
But, he was very glad that Cody was happy, roaring with
laughter and enjoying himself.
turned his wide neck around and winked at the boys. Cody
gave his dad a big smile, while Zach rolled his eyes and kept a
straight face, while looking ahead.
Zach & Cody: Left,...left.
Kyle: Left, right, left.
Zach & Cody: Left, right, left.
Zach & Cody: One-two.
Zach & Cody: Three-four.
Zach & Cody: One-two-three-four.
Kyle then started the next one.
Kyle: Our boots are in the sand.
Zach & Cody: Our boots are in the sand.
Kyle: We are marching hand in hand.
Zach & Cody: We are marching hand in hand.
Kyle: We are Seals and very strong.
Zach & Cody: We are Seals and very strong.
Kyle: In the water, where where we belong.
Zach & Cody: In the water, where we belong.
Kyle: We're not just men. We're fighting machines.
Zach & Cody: We're not just men. We're fighting machines.
Kyle: We're the most badasses Seals, you've ever seen.
Zach & Cody: We're the most badasses Seals, you've ever seen.
Forty-five minutes into the march and Cody had enough.
"Daddy, I'm tired and hot. Can you carry me?"
But, he also understood
that Cody being 7 years old gets bored and tires easily.
"C'on, champ. You can walk a little further, can't you? Haven't you enjoyed the nice walk?"
Cody frowned and started pouting.
Kyle then looked at Zach for help.
Zach just shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
Thanks a lot, son.
"Allright, champ. I'll carry you."
Cody started jumping up and down.
"On your shoulders, daddy! On your shoulders!"
Zach just stood there grinning.
the hike continued, Cody seemed to be in a better mood. He sat calmly on his
dad's strong shoulders, while enjoying the magnificent view. Zach continued to walk behind his
dad and checking out his watch.
than twenty species of raptors, including bald eagles, golden eagles,
peregrine falcons and hawks make the desert their home. The
endangered California condor has been re-introduced into this region
recently due to its remote location and lack of human habitation.
Desert bighorn sheep, pronghorns and mountain lions make up most
of the large mammals found in this region. There's also about 30
species of smaller mammals that also live in this region. For
more info, press...
was busy reading the information on his watch. So, he wasn't paying
attention to whatever Cody was pointing in the sky.
"Daddy, look! Up there! It's an eagle!"
Kyle looked up and towards the direction where Cody was pointing.
"That's a hawk, champ."
Zach looked up, rolled his eyes and corrected them both.
"That's actually, a peregrine falcon."
Cody turned his head around and stuck out his tongue at his big brother.
"If daddy says it's a hawk. It's a hawk!"
Zach simply rolled his eyes.
"Pfft, whatever. You two dorks are wrong."
Kyle smiled, as he gave a loud snort at his son's dis.
"How do you like that, champ? Your brother just called us, dorks. How rude is that?"
Cody once again turned his head and stuck his tongue out at his big brother.
"Yeah, Daddy! At home, he's always mean to me and calling me names!"
Kyle smiled at
the friendly camaraderie that he was having with his
two boys. Zach shrugged his shoulders and winked at his
"Well, it's because you're a dork! It's that plain and simple."
As Zach and Cody continued to throw friendly and brotherly jabs at each other, Kyle's mind began to wonder.
What, if he?...
But, what if...
Nevermind, it's a fucking crazy idea.
Oh, for fuck sakes!
What if he got sole custody of the boys? Could he do that?
Would that be even possible?
The big question is be...
Would his boys go for that?
But, the much bigger obstacle would be...
Would Linda go for that?
Oh, fucking hell, no!
She would fight him tooth and nail.
But, having spent just a few hours with the boys and he felt like he'd missed, so much. It's hard to even describe what he was feeling.
Maybe he could ask Linda for an extended time with the boys? But,
then he would have to come clean and tell her the truth.
truth as to where he was living and who he was working for.
would have to tell his ex-wife, that not only was he working
and living in Dubai. But, that his employer is
a fucking billionaire sheik! He
wouldn't even have time to finish the fucking sentence, when Linda would be speed
dialing her shark divorce
Kyle and his ex-wife were getting ready to finalize their divorce.
Linda managed to obtain one of the best and most
ruthless divorce lawyer on the West
coast, Cassandra Leona Hamilton. The heartless witch is a cross between Queen bitch Gloria
Allred and Hannibal fucking Lecter.
Among family divorce lawyers, Cassandra Hamilton is both
loathed, respected and feared. She even has an appropriate, yet cruel nickname...The Iron Cunt.
Cassandra dosen't just take any divorce
case, that would be too easy. The bitch only goes after big
money clients, those hollywood and nasty billionaire divorces that make international headlines and which will have
the potential for a huge payout in her favour.
Since Linda Buchanan comes from old money and hails from one of
the oldest and wealthiest families in the South.
Cassandra cancelled all of her appointments, left her posh Beverly Hills office and made the 1 hour 20 minutes flight
to Phoenix on her private jet to pay Linda a "visit".
The cunning old shrew has
a ruthless reputation for literally, chewing off and spitting out the balls of her opposing clients. This
sour and bitter bitch always plays dirty and goes
straight for the jugular. It's like she
enjoys leaving ex-husbands as eunuchs and borderline
own lawyer(good friend and former Navy SEAL),informed Kyle that the Iron Cunt
had even hired a private investigator to dig up dirt on Kyle. The investigator's main focus was to see if Kyle
had cheated during
his 15 years of marriage
to Linda. Any ammo was welcomed and anything that could be used to block Kyle's parental rights to his boys was the main intention.
Afterall, in divorce everything is fair
game. It's a dirty game that some divorce lawyers play
better than others. In the end, it comes down as to whom you hire and how much, you're willing to pay.
Of course, Kyle had covered all his fucking tracks. He wasn't fucking stupid.
A man has needs, afterall.
Married or single...
Kyle's also one of the best when going off the grid and disappearing. Nothing incriminating could ever
be found on him. You can fucking look, dig, search, inquire and ask,
all you fucking want. But, in the end, you'll never find any dirt on Kyle Allan Berehowsky.
But, since the Berehowsky's divorce was an amicable one. The Iron Cunt's
hopes to crush, destroy and emasculate Kyle had been blocked. Cassandra had actually
been surprised and pretty much speechless, as to how generous Kyle had been with his ex-wife.
Afterall, Linda got to keep the $2,899,000 mansion, which is nestled in a very prestigious and gated community in Phoenix. Kyle also freely volunteered to pay for the
mortgage, utilities, the hefty child support, the boys
private school, as well as any and all after school activities.
Kyle also volunteered to continue paying for his
ex-wive's country club membership, the maintenance of her Mercedes-Benz SL Roadster, her many credit cards, an extremely generous weekly
allowance and of course, paying for the employment of a cook/housekeeper.
But, if Kyle divulged any new information of his current work status and earnings, things would definitely
change and not for the better. Between the harpy lawyer and his ex-wife, they would take
turns gang banging him three ways from fucking Sunday!
no fucking mistake. Once Linda got wind that Kyle was
making serious cash. She would make it her top
priority to bleed him dry. His ex-wife would demand a hefty increase to her weekly
allowance and a much bigger increase in child support.
was the part that got Kyle's blood boiling. Again,
it wouldn't matter to him, if the money was going towards the
boys, or even for his ex-wife.
But, he knew that Linda only wanted his money to waste it and spend
it, on stupid things. This was just plain revenge, bitterness and blind anger on her part to bleed him dry.
if he threw enough money at Linda? Whould she take the bait and
give him more access to the boys? That was a slim chance, if at all possible.
This new arrangement would be a maybe at most and he had a lot to lose.
having his boys around him, would more than make up for a nearly empty
bank account. This was something that he'd have to discuss with
his lawyer and his very generous employer, the sheik.
Kyle was then yanked back to reality by Cody, who was gently tapping his head.
"Daddy! Hellooo, daddy!"
Kyle snapped out of his deep thought.
"Sorry there, champ... I was just thinking. What's up?"
Kyle then gave Cody a big kiss on his right knee.
was saying that Zach is mean to me at home! He locks himself in
his room for hours and he dosen't let me into his room!"
smiled and had to bite his tongue before he gave an answer. Afterall, he could
only imagine what his 13 year old son could be doing
behind closed and locked doors.
Zach who had been quietly walking behind them, finally spoke up.
"It's my room, dork! I can do, whatever I want."
Cody turned his little head around and glared at his big brother.
"I think, it's because he's always playing with his weiner, daddy."
Zach quickly shouted back.
"Shut up, Cody!"
wanted to laugh. But, he didn't. Afterall, he
didn't want to further embarrass a blushing and angry
"Now, champ. What have I said about being a tattletale?"
"That no one, likes a tattletale."
right and as your brother says, it is his room.
Sometimes, everyone needs privacy and alone time. You'll understand once you get older."
Cody sighed again and turned his head around to face his older brother.
"I'm sorry, Zach."
Zach managed a faint smile at his little brother.
"It's fine, kiddo."
Kyle smiled, as both of his sons made peace.
Cody then got all fidgety, as he sat on dad's strong shoulders.
"What is it, champ?"
Cody was looking around the ground.
"Are there any snakes out here? Like, the bad ones?"
Kyle silently groaned at Cody's ophiophobia.
has recently developed a fear of snakes. It all started
a few months ago, when Zach made the mistake to watch
the movie Anaconda(yes, the one with Jennifer Lopez) with his little brother. Now, Cody is deathly terrified of snakes and thinks that a giant Anaconda is going to appear out of nowhere and swallow him alive.
"Well, yes there are champ. This is the desert and their home. But, there is no such thing as bad snakes.
Like all of God's creatures, they have their purpose in the
food chain. But, I doubt we'll see any. Some snakes tend
to come out
the day to look for food and warm
up. While others, tend to sleep during the day and come out
it's cooler and hunt for food."
Zach started looking around the ground and moved closer to his
dad. He then started typing something on his watch.
There are 16 non venomous and 22 venomous snakes, found in the state of Arizona.
For more information, select venomous or non venomous snakes.
Great! Zach thought.
Kyle thought that it best, if he changed the topic and got Cody's mind off snakes.
"Did you guys know that Native Americans lived here 12,000 years ago?"
Cody frowned, as he looked around the desert.
"Here, daddy? In the desert?"
"Yeah, champ. You can still find remains of Native American villages and burial sites in this area."
Cody looked back at his big brother, with a surprised look on his face.
"Burial? Like in graves?"
Kyle smiled and nodded silently.
Give a curious boy something sinister, borderline macabre and they'll all over it.
"Did you hear that, Zach?"
He's got him now, Kyle thought.
"Also, the trophy prized above anything else by Native Americans was the scalp."
Cody squirmed and made a face.
"Ewww! Gross, daddy!".
Kyle again kissed Cody's right leg, as he held his boy tightly.
for them, it wasn't. It was a trophy, buddy. A sign of victory and a show of
strength over their rivals. The scalp was cut and torn from the
head of wounded or dead
"Ewww! That's siiiiick!". Cody shouted.
"Well, the scalp was carefully cleaned first, kiddo. Then the skin was painted red on
the inside and the hair arranged naturally. If the enemy was
wearing war feathers, they were also kept along with the
scalp. But, I think that it was the Sioux, who took a much longer
piece from the head, including the ears which were torn from the head."
Cody was squirming, while sitting on his dad's muscular shoulders.
Cody was gently tapping his dad's baseball cap.
"Where are the Shoo Indians, now daddy?"
Kyle snickered at Cody's pronunciation.
champ. And the Sioux can still be found in North and
South Dakota, Nebraska, Minnesota, Montana, as well as some parts of Canada."
the Berehowsky's descended the hill, Kyle's keen sense of hearing,
picked up some faint voices up ahead. He then motioned for
both boys to be quiet.
Kyle grabbed Cody from his shoulders and set him quietly on the ground. As he took one step forward, he thought he heard a child's voice.
"Daddy, are we lost?"
Yes, it was the voice of a child.
A young child...
"No...and we're not lost, baby."
However, the voice that answered was gruff and deep.
Kyle looked at both of his boys and motioned them to be silent. He wanted to be
cautious of whoever was up ahead. Afterall, you can never be
too careful in the wild and he had his boy's safety to think about.
"It's been a while since,..."
Kyle then motioned for the boys to stand behind him. He carefully and quietly took a
few steps and peeked around a tall white oak tree.
"I think, we're supposed to go this way..."
the trail below, Kyle saw a giant of a man.
big guy looked confused and perhaps even overwhelmed, as he
tried to read a map. A small boy, a little bit
younger than Cody sat on a boulder, yawning and looking bored.
"Or, is it that way?"
snickered and felt bad for the big guy. He knew how hard it can
be to read a map, especially when the landscape changes so often. Kyle
had assessed the situation and felt that it was safe, for him and his boys.
He then started walking quietly towards the man and his son.
But, he did motioned for his boys to stand back a bit.
"Hello, there. May I, be of any assistance?"
The big guy jumped back and looked caught off guard.
"Holy shit, man! You startled me. Where the fuck, did you come from?"
Kyle raised both of his hands in the air, peacefully. He then smiled and motioned for his boys to step forward.
"Sorry, man! My boys and I were passing through and we overheard you. Thought, you'd might need some help."
Zach stood confidently next to his dad, while Cody sheeply hid behind his big brother.
"I'm Kyle Berehowsky and these are my boys, Zach and Cody."
The boys stepped forward and waved at the giant and his son.
"Hello." Both boys, answered in unison.
The big burly guy, smiled and motioned for his son to come forward.
"Well, hello there. I'm Rex Thicke and this is my boy Max."
little boy jumped from the boulder where he'd been sitting, ran and hid
behind his dad's massive tree trunks for legs.
The man was taller than Kyle, at least 6'7 and easily 300 lbs. The first thing that came to Kyle's mind was that this man resembled an enormous, redheaded and hairy lumberjack.
Rex was wearing a green plaid short sleeve shirt, grey cargo
brown Timberland boots. His strawberry
blonde hair was cropped short and tucked beneath a baseball cap. He was sporting a thick and colourful five day
beard stubble. In the bright sunlight, the stubble appeared
to be made up of three different and colourful shades of ash blonde, deep red and auburn.
This mountain of a man had a pleasant,
friendly face, a welcoming smile and sparkling lime green eyes. His
son Max was a cute little thing and also a redhead. The hair on the boy was a darker shade
of red than his dad's and his cute little face was covered in freckles. The kid was wearing
a gold coloured, University of New Orleans T-shirt(which was, way too big for him) black cargo shorts and brown leather sandals. The
giant then extended his bear-sized hand for Kyle to shake.
As Kyle shook the huge hand, he noticed that the man had a strong and firm
handshake. One can tell a lot, by the way a
person shakes hands and this guy
had a tight, firm and manly grip. He also made eye contact, which for Kyle made for a more
favourable impression and told him that he
was dealing with a confident and strong minded guy.
big guy straightened his tall body and took off his baseball cap.
His short buzz cut was drenched in sweat,
which cascaded down the side of his face. As Rex wiped
off his forehead with the back of his hand, Kyle noticed the thick and muscular hairy arms.
"Shit, guy. I
wasn't expecting to run into anyone this far in. You
can get lost in here, if you don't know where you're going."
Kyle gave a side smile, as he nodded his head.
"Ummm, yeah. That's for sure and where were you heading?"
Kyle then looked at his sons, who seemed to be trying to introduce themselves to a very shy and quiet Max.
"The Wave, actually."
Kyle once again smiled and nodded his head.
"Really? Well, that's the same place my boys and I are heading."
The big guy, once again looked surprised.
The giant didn't sound too excited that Kyle and his boys were heading the same way. Perhaps, more like disappointed?
Kyle adjusted his backpack and looked at the boys.
"Well, since we're going to the same place. Would you and your son, like to join us?"
Rex pursed his lips and nodded.
"Yeah, man. That sounds good. Let me just grab our duffle bag."
Rex picked up a grey duffle bag from the ground and threw it over his massive shoulders.
"Got snacks and water, for me and the boy, here."
Kyle once again, nodded.
"Good man. Gotta keep cool and hydrated in this place."
Rex was looking at his son, who seemed to have opened up to Zach and Cody.
"You and your boys from around here?"
Kyle looked back at his boys, as they were telling Max some corny joke.
Rex nodded his head.
and my boy, are driving from New Orleans. I got him for summer
vacation and we're on our way to San
Francisco. But, before heading there, I wanted to show
my boy the
beauty of this place."
Kyle smiled as he looked at the three
boys, who were laughing out loud at the private joke. He then took a good
look at the behemoth walking next to him.
"You seem familiar, bud? Do, I know you from somewhere?"
The big guy chuckled, as he nodded his huge head.
"I get that a lot, actually. I was a quarterback for the New Orleans Fleur-de-lis, back in the 90's."
This guy was a fucking celebrity!
Now, Kyle recognized the big fucker!
This was the Big Red Behr!
The nickname was due to his fucking huge built and overall hairyness. Off the field, he was better known as Rex Alexander Behr.
"Hey, boys! Look here, this guy is a celebrity!"
Zach and Cody looked at each other and then at their overly excited dad.
"This is the Big Red Behr!"
was looking at a very confused Zach. While, Zack was looking
at his dad like he was out of his freaking mind!
"You remember, right Zach? I took you to see a couple of his games a few years ago."
Zach shrugged his shoulders.
Rex seemed a little embarrassed, as he blushed and smiled.
"Really, Zach? You don't remember?"
Zach sighed, as he shook his head.
"No, dad. Sorry,..."
Rex chuckled, as he scratched his head.
allright man. That was like a fucking hundred years ago.
I'm actually a recruiting coach for the team, now. Which is why, we're heading to San Fran and looking at some potential recruits in the bay area."
"I gotta say, man. You were an awesome quarterback! I must have seen a dozen of your games. I'm very sorry about the injury, though."
Kyle toned down his exciment and cleared his throat.
Rex Alexander Behr was destined to great things in football. Twice, he was voted MVP at the University of New
Orleans. He appeared in countless sports magazine covers and t.v. interviews, all
naming him as a rising football star. He was showered with
multi-million dollar endorsements and was always photographed with a
different supermodel arm candy, everytime he was out.
The young man had been a force to reckon with on the field and his record
to this day remains untouched. However, on his last season the
had been days away from
signing a multi-million dollar contract with a top NFL team.
But, as Rex went onto the field and played the best
of his young career, he sustained
a major knee injury. He damaged three of
the four major ligaments in his knee and even after 3 surgeries and
many months of therapy, he never fully recovered. Sadly, that was the end of his
Rex once again, took of his baseball
cap and wiped the sweat of his brow. The short sleeve shirt, he was
wearing was covered in sweat and sticking to his massive hairy chest.
"Hey, that's fucking life bud. When life gives you lemons..."
Kyle nodded, smiled and finished the sentence.
"You fucking make lemonade."
Rex cleared his throat and scratched his stubble.
"Fucking right, man! You just make the best of it, period."
Little Max went back to his father and practically latched at his father's left leg.
Kyle smiled at the cute little ginger kid.
"He's really close to his daddy." Said, a sweaty looking Rex.
Kyle simply smiled.
"I bet. I've got two of my own."
Both men, smiled as they looked at their offspring.
Rex stopped and looked around the hot desert.
"Holy shit, man! It's really getting hot, now."
took a sip of water from his water bottle, as he also
wiped the sweat off his brow with his shirt. He then
offered Rex a sip, who took the bottle and had a sip.
Rex showed the bottle to Max, who shook his head as he didn't
"Well, at least it's fucking dry heat. New
Orleans gets pretty fucking hot and humid."
enormous giant then took off his soaking
wet shirt. Both Kyle and the boys were transfixed, as
they watched the
hulking giant strip.
Rex Behr is a fucking massive behemoth and mountain of a man. The gargantuan colossus was covered from head to toe in thick curls and damp ringlets of
red hair. Even his
shoulders and back were covered in a thick carpet of red hair.
wasn't all that grabbed Kyle's and the boy's attention.
It was obvious that the fucker worked out, because his arms, chest, forearms and even shoulders were heavily muscled(and also covered in hair). The hairy behemoth had a golden
Fleur-de-lis tattoo on his right bicep and on his left, the name Max encircled within a red heart.
Max outstreched his little arms and wanted to be carried.
Rex smiled at his son and blew him a kiss.
"C'mere, baby boy!"
picked up Max in a quick swoop. The boy seemed happy and was all
smiles, as he rested his head on his daddy's muscular and hairy
"How are you doing, baby? You sure you don't want something to drink." Said the gruff, yet soft spoken Rex.
Max looked at his daddy, then shyly at Kyle.
"I...I want my bottle."
eyes bulged out, as he looked surprised and even blushed a little.
Kyle found it strange that a boy of Max's age would
still be asking for a bottle.
Rex again blushed as he kissed his son's ginger head.
"Im trying to slowly wean him out of a bottle. But, it's hard not to give in..."
Kyle smiled, as he looked at his own two rambunctious boys.
"Boys." Kyle said.
"Boys." Rex repeated, as hugged his son.
As they started walking, Kyle couldn't help to see, as to how close Rex and Max were.
It was a sweet, tender and natural display of affection.
It also, spoke volumes...
Afterall, there's nothing like the bond, between father and son. That deep, paternal and spiritual connection that only another father can understand.
Kyle was suddenly distracted by Cody squealing like a little girl. The boy
was pointing to a large and ugly-looking, green
"Daddy, look! Over there, look! Look!"
started walking towards Cody, who was making a move towards
the iguana. He wanted to be sure that Cody didn't touch or
make an attempt to grab the lizard. But, something
else caught his eye.
Rex had discreetly slid his large right
hand inside his son's cargo shorts. And while
was busy jumping up and down and pointing at the iguana.
Kyle's eyes were somewhere else.
head rested confortably on his
daddy's hairy chest. The kid also seemed to
be squirming and giggling,
as Rex moved his right hand inside the boy's shorts.
And did Max just faintly, moan?
He must have imagined it.
Suddenly, Kyle was startled by Rex who was staring at him with a perplexed look on his face.
"Umm, Bud? Hellooo..."
Kyle snapped out his haze.
"Umm, sorry. Did you say something?"
"Yeah, man. I was asking, where's the wife? She didn't want to come?"
kept squirming and giggling in his daddy's tight embrace.
boy was kissing his dad's neck and with his tiny right hand, he
absentmindedly played with the thick ringlets of his dad's hairy chest.
Kyle was speechless and felt confused.
"Bud?" Rex patiently waited for an answer.
Kyle cleared his throat.
"Umm, the wife? Yeah, umm...Well, more like ex-wife."
Rex sighed and gave a knowing smile.
"No need to say more, bud."
Rex gave another kiss to Max's head.
"I've been divorced for 3 years, now. I was unhappily married for 10."
"I've been divorced for little over a year and married for 15 years."
Both men nodded silently.
"That bitc..." Rex sighed, shook his head and took a deep breath.
"Sorry, almost slipped out. I meant to say, my ex-wife..."
"She only lets me see my boy
during summer vacation and Christmas holidays. Even though I was
very generous to her, as she got the fucking house, car,
alimony and my boy!"
Rex sighed loudly, as he held his boy a little bit closer.
"I hear you, bud." Kyle took a quick look at his boys.
seemed to be paying close attention to the conversation. Even though, he
pretended he wasn't interested. Cody at the other hand, had found a long
stick and was throwing it up in the air.
Kyle had his eyes on his boys, as he took a deep breath and exhaled.
"If I didn't have a good friend, as my lawyer. Well, let's just say that I would have been majorly screwed."
Rex's face quickly turned an angry shade of red.
"Don't even get me started on the fucking lawyers!"
Max quickly straightened up and frowned at his dad.
"Daddy! You're doing it again!"
Rex's face and colour, immediately changed at the sound of his son's voice.
"Oh, sorry baby. My bad, I'm very sorry. I promise, I'll stop swearing."
Rex blushed, as he looked at Kyle.
"I tend to swear too much. My boy is trying to keep me on the straight and narrow."
Kyle laughed, as he nodded his head.
"It seems, we have quite a few things in common."
Kyle then looked at Zach who gave a side smile, while pretending to look away.
Rex. I have a good friend and whom I trust completely. He's also a great family lawyer and has helped quite a few single fathers. If you're interested,
I can give you his number and you can discuss your son's visitation rights with him."
Rex seemed very interested.
"Yeah? You think so? I do want more visiting time with my boy."
"Completely understandable. I'd say, just give him a couple of tickets to the Fleur-de-lis and he'll call it even. He's a huge fan and never misses a game."
"Hey, if he manages the impossible. I'll make sure that
he gets free tickets for life and he can bang any
of the cheerleaders on the
Kyle gave a small cough, as he laughed out loud.
"Umm, that's very generous of you. But, he plays for the opposite team."
Rex raised an eyebrow and looked at Kyle.
"Huh. Allright, I'm sure I can arrange...something for him."
it was Kyle's turn to look suprised.
He definitely, saw
a saw a sparkle and a hint of mischief in Rex's lime green eyes.
"Well, umm...good. Then you can bet your ass, he'll do his very best."
As they were nearing their destination, Rex stopped and faced Kyle.
man. I'm not good with...words. I'm very glad we met and you don't know, how much
this means to me. I can't thank you, enough."
The big guy's eyes, seemed to water a bit.
"The boy is my world. He's my life and whole purpose for living. It's hard to be away from him..."
Kyle sighed and nodded. He knew exactly what Rex was going through and what he was feeling.
"No need to say more, bud. As a father, I understand completely."
They exchanged knowing looks and they both nodded in silent agreement.
they started, they could hear voices and loud music playing not far
away. Kyle frowned, as he looked at a very surprised Rex.
"What the fuck?"
They continued walking and as they passed some enormous boulders, the voices were getting louder and rowdier.
"Well, so much for this place being fucking secluded." Kyle sighed, as he pointed ahead.
"Welcome to the Wave, guys!"
A beautiful and pristine oasis in the middle of the Arizona desert.
waterhole was hidden by giant boulders and deep brush. It was also protected by dangerous
wildlife and a steep mountain pass.
But, at the moment
the sacred sanctuary was overflowing with what seemed like young
college kids. There must have been about 10 guys roughousing, shouting and
the water. In the backgorund, loud, obnoxious and x-rated gangsta rap was playing
from a huge boom box.
They still make boom boxes? Kyle frowned and gave a long sigh.
"Well, at least the waterhole is still here."
Rex on the other hand, didn't look too happy.
"Dammit! And here, I thought I was going to spend some quiet time with my boy."
they approached the waterhole, they were greeted by two young guys, who were drinking
beer and smoking expensive Cuban cigars.
"Hey, man! 'Sup!"
Kyle gave another low sigh.
The two guys had bloodshot eyes and reeked of pot.
"Welcome to the Wave, dudes! I'm Derek and this is my bud, Josh."
The one named Josh, lifted his beer bottle high in the air.
"Welcome big dudes and...little dudes!"
Kyle stepped forward and gave a faint smile at the guys.
"I'm Kyle and these are my boys, Zach and Cody. That's Rex and his son, Max."
Rex was sizing up the guys, while giving them the evil eye.
"How did you guys hear of this place?" Asked a very serious looking Kyle.
The guy with the spiky blonde hair was the first to speak up. The kid was shirtless and couldn't have been more than 19 or 20 years old. He was tall, slim, hairless and built. His body was pure muscle and with a typical swimmer's body. The guy was also wearing a snug and very revealing black speedo.
on our way to a swimming competition in Austin. We decided to
make a quick stop here, since our coach is from here and told us
about this awesome place."
The other kid,
also with the same ripped built, took another sip of
his beer. This guy was also wearing a speedo, blue in
colour and also way
too snug and small for him.
Now, Kyle has never been a prude.
But, when it came to swimming, he prefers board shorts over a any type of swimming shorts, especially a speedo.
This was mostly due, to not wanting to offend or especially shock anyone(and this has happened in the past) And, yes this was due to his large johnson and massive set of balls.
Kyle was looking at a very upset Rex.
"Well, don't mind us. We're stopping here for a quick swim and then we'll be on our way."
The two guys looked at each other and smiled.
"Sure, dudes! Not a problem. Su casa, es mi casa. Or is it? Mi casa, es su casa?"
Both guys started laughing hysterically.
Obviously, fucking stoned!
Ahh, to be young and stupid again! thought, Kyle.
wanted to be far away from the stoners. So, he motioned Rex
and the boys to follow him. He started walking towards some large
boulders and at
least the rocks gave them some space and privacy. Kyle
then took off his back pack and set it on the ground.
"Well, I guess this spot will have to do. These guys seem, allright. They're friendly and very stoned. But, otherwise harmless."
Zach, Cody and Max were looking towards a large cliff, where the other guys were diving flawlessly into the water. All of the guys were around the same age and wearing the same type of skimpy speedos.
"Dad? May, I do that?"
was pointing at the guys, who were doing some impressive and
daring somersaults. Cody and Max were in awe, speechless and
completely entranced by the perfect and impeccable somersaults.
"Dive all you want. But, no somersaults! Last
thing I want, is for your mother to tear me a new one. She'd have a heart attack, if I brought you back
in a cast."
Zach happily nodded.
"Zach, I mean it. Promise me, no somersaults."
Zach rolled his eyes and sighed.
"I Promise, dad. No somersaults! Now, can I go?"
Kyled nodded and as Zack was about to take off his runners.
"Crap!" Zach muttered.
Kyle looked at his son.
"What? What is it?"
Zach sighed, as he looked at the guys who were roughousing and laughing, as they jumped from the rocky cliffs.
"We didn't bring any bathing suits."
raised his eyebrows.
been in such a rush to get going and find this place, that he
completely forgot to bring the swimming shorts they had brought for the
trip. Plus, he didn't think the waterhole was going to be here.
The last couple of days had been scorching hot and Kyle
thought that the water would most likely be dried up.
He was about to suggest, that they could all swim in
their cargo shorts or even underwear.
But, then a blonde and spikey head popped from behind one of
"Did, I hear someone in need of a bathing suit?"
It was the blonde haired guy that had greeted them at the entrance to the waterhole. What, was it again? Derek?
Zach nodded, as he pouted a little.
worries, little dude. We got tons of speedos to choose from.
Why don't you come on over to our tent and pick one that you like."
Zach looked at his dad for approval.
Kyle scratched his stubble, as he politely smiled.
"That's very nice of you. But, we don't want to impose..."
The blonde guy, took another sip of his beer.
"Not imposing, man. C'on, follow me little dude..."
Zach once again, looked at his dad for approval.
Kyle sighed and nodded.
"Go ahead then and thank you, Derek."
Zach happily followed the young guy and they walked away chatting. Cody then quietly approached his dad.
"Daddy, what about me? What am I going to wear?"
Kyle pursed his lips.
champ. Being that we're all guys here. You can either swim
in your cargo shorts, your underwear or bare butt naked."
Cody blushed and rolled his eyes.
"Daddy! I'm serious!"
Kyle then kneeled down to Cody's eye level.
was I champ. There are no ladies,
here. If you don't want to swim bare ass naked, then
swim in your cargo shorts or undies."
Cody pouted, as he gave the scenario some thought.
Rex who was standing next Kyle gave a small chuckle, as he looked at his own boy.
"Same goes for you, baby boy. Either shorts, undies or bare ass naked. Which one, is it going to be?"
looked up at his daddy, who towered over him and then loudly shouted.
a flash, the kid starting taking off his clothes. Cody smiled, as
he looked at his dad and also started taking off his clothes.
At that moment, Zach came back with a white speedo in his hands.
"Umm, dad? A word in private, please."
Kyle looked at Zach inquisitively and followed him away from the others.
"Yeah, buddy? What is it?"
Zach blushed, as he showed his dad the speedo.
Kyle already had an idea, as to what his son was concerned about.
"Umm,...I don't know dad. I mean, the speedo is quite small for..."
couldn't even finish his sentence. His face turned a deep shade of
scarlet and he blushed furiously. Zach couldn't even see his
dad in the eyes.
simply raised his eyebrows and stared at his son.
If Zach had an issue with something,
anything. Well, then Kyle expected his son to tell him. Afterall, Zachery wasn't a
little boy anymore.
Zach then rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. He hoped that his dad had caught his meaning.
"Well, you know..." Another, heavy sigh.
Kyle just looked at his son and waited patiently.
Zach sighed once more, rolled his eyes and groaned.
"Ugh! My junk will end up falling out of the speedo!"
Zach had finally said it.
Now, was it really that hard?
Kyle extended his right hand, Zachery without looking at his dad, handed him the white speedo.
Kyle inspected it and yes, his son was right. This type of clothing was certainly not appropriate for any well endowed male.
And the Berehowsky's were way above avarage in the dick and balls department.
Kyle stretched the fabric of the speedo, as he looked at his blushing son.
"Buddy, we've had this talk before. You know that you've been blessed with more than generous endowments. So, this comes with the territory. If you want to go swimming then suck it up, step up to the plate and man up."
Zach lowered his head and nodded.
"Son, please look at me."
Zachery shyly looked up at his dad.
you shouldn't feel embarrased about this. You're male and
should be very proud of your body. Trust me, when I say that in a couple of
years, the rest of your body will end up catching up to the rest. Then you'll
see that this is no longer an issue."
Zach gulped and nodded silently.
Kyle then softly stroked his son's face.
"What I suggest you do. If you're feeling self-conscious
about the speedo. Then wear your jock underneath it, or swim in your cargo shorts."
Zach again nodded.
I was just telling your little brother. It's just us, guys here.
So, embrace your body, imbrace your manhood and enjoy yourself!"
Kyle then playfully grabbed his ample crotch, as Zach chuckled at his dad's bold lewdness.
smiled, as he felt confortable talking to his father.
True, his dad had been gone a while and Zach still held a
lot of bottled up resentment and anger. But, at this moment, he
was glad to have his dad around.
father and son walked back to the waterhole. Cody and Max were already
in the water, bare ass naked, laughing and splashing each other. Kyle
and Zach looked at each other and also started laughing.
At that moment, Rex walked in carrying what looked like a
speedo in his hand.
"I didn't bring a swimsuit, either.
But, I got two speedos from that cool guy, Derek. I got one for you, just in case."
Kyle smiled, as he politely took the speedo from Rex.
Kyle carefully inspected it.
Man, this speedo is small.
"Hey, when in Rome..."
Rex chuckled, as he started to unbuckle the belt on his cargo short.
and Rex were stripping right there on the spot. Zach on the other
hand, still felt a bit self-conscious. So, he moved a little
further away and was able to find a more private spot.
sighed at his son's shyness. But, he knew
that eventually Zach would come around and as he got
older, he'd get more confortable in his own skin and fully
embrace his body.
But, this was the awakening that Kyle needed.
This was truly the moment, when he decided to make changes in his joint custody.
No, let's rephrase that.
to be around his sons more.
The boys also needed their
father. Even if they didn't flat out say it. The
boys were quickly growing up and this incident with Zachary
confirmed that he needed to be present more for his boys.
Boys need a father figure.
An adult male to mold them, to teach them and show them what it means to be a man.
And Kyle being away for months on end, wasn't cut in it. Besides,
the last thing he wanted was for another man to be raise his sons.
He knew that Linda wasn't going to stay single for long.
Which, was really fine.
divorce had been amicable.
They had parted ways in a somewhat, friendly manner and although he wasn't thrilled with the
idea of Linda getting remarried. He certainly wasn't the jealous
type and going to stand in the way for her to find happiness.
he'd be damned if another
man raised his boys!
So, this was it!
had to grab this opportunity by the balls(sort of speak).
two weeks to work on his boys. To slowly and very carefully,
open then up to the idea of having
them move in with him. Not completely, though.
going to ask for full custody. Besides, there's no fucking way, he'd get it. But, at least to get more visitation days.
Kyle stood bare ass naked looking at his speedo and shaking his head.
There was no fucking way, he
was going to fit in this little piece of material.
this was the opportunity he needed. Maybe, once Zach
saw his own father in such a normal and natural(yet, a little indecent)state, then the boy would get the point. Zachery would
be more confortable with his body and eventually learn not to care
what other people thought.
The hell what anyone thinks!
And allthough from other
people's perspective this type of attire would be considered borderline vulgar.
Such was fucking life!
Nowadays, some fucking people are too fucking easily offended.
So, Kyle took a deep breath, heed his own advice and forced himself into the speedo.
Lead by example, right?
he looked down at his massive
bulge, he once again shook his head. First, he tried to
adjust the huge bulge.
Then he tried shifting it around, nope. Perhaps, moving it to the side...nope!
But, it was no good.
was simply too big for this damm speedo.
The speedo felt comfortable, form-fitting and hugged the body. It was just too bad they
it fit his form a little too well.
The skin tight material made Kyle look down at his crotch and the obscene bulge
Again, this type of swimsuit wasn't meant for
men that were...well endowed. Kyle wasn't a prude. But,
he also didn't want to show off this fucking much!
The massive bulge
stuck out at least five inches, from what should have been a relatively
flat surface. At least it was a good thing that it was just guys around the
waterhole. Otherwise, he'd be ticketed, arrested and hauled away for both lewd conduct and lascivious exposure.
in his white speedo and as Kyle walked towards the waterhole, the impressive bulge swayed and heavily bounced, as it literally led the way. Rex was standing by the water's edge, wearing a black speedo and looking at the young guys dive off the large cliff.
From the back, Rex's hairy bubble butt was quite the sight. The man was fucking massive and resembled The fucking incredible Hulk. Well, a hairier, more masculine and realistic version, rather
than the flat and eunuch version from those fucking lame Avengers movies.
walked towards his father and stood next to him, as they looked at
the guys jumping from the high cliffs. As Rex turned around,
he cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows as he looked
at the father and then the son. His eyes went straight towards Kyle's
bulge and then towards Kyle's handsome boy.
"Like father, like son..."
Kyle smiled, winked at his boy and smiled with
pride. Zachery smiled shyly and looked away, as he blushed.
looked ridiculous in his speedo.
The Big Red Behr stood feet spread wide apart, muscular
hairy chest out and a huge bulge poking out. It looked like
the big hairy brute had stuffed a big and fat cucumber along
with two baseballs into his speedo.
But, he looked quite confortable and without a care in the world, as he started walking towards the water's edge.
"Well, c'on guys. Time to get in the fucking water!"
and Zach didn't have to be told twice. They both
quickly followed the hairy giant into the warm and inviting crystal clear water.
Cody was all
smiles, as he saw his daddy and brother and doggy paddled towards them.
Kyle submerged himself quickly under water and torpedoed himself towards Cody.
He swam underneath his boy and in a gush of water, swooped his boy into his heavily muscled arms. Cody
screamed histerically, as he loved every minute of his dad's roughousing. The boy
then latched himself into Kyle's hairy muscular chest.
"Daddy, I love it here!"
Kyle smiled happily at his boy.
"You do? Well, I'm very glad, champ."
arms, quickly went around Kyle's thick neck. The little
munchkin then started kissing his dad on the cheek.
bit surprised by the show of affection, reciprocated and starting
giving tender kisses to Cody's head.
A few metres deeper,
Rex was throwing a naked and very happy and excited Max up into the air. The kid
would literally fly high in the air and then land in a huge splash of water, as he squealed at the top of his lungs...
Cody never one to miss any fun, looked at his daddy.
"Daddy, do that to me!"
tiny hands were pointing at Max, who once again landed on the water
hard, creating a massive wave. Kyle looked at his boy and
kissed him on the cheek.
"You sure, buddy? You won't be scared?"
Cody looked at Max, who kept squealing and laughing wholeheartedly.
"Huh, huh. I won't be scared. Do it, do it, do it!"
Kyle snickered, as he kissed Cody on the forehead.
"Allright. But, let me know when you want me to stop."
then threw a naked Cody high into the air and the kid landed close to Kyle in a huge splash. For the next
fifteen minutes, the echoes of both Cody and Max shrieking
could be heard for miles. As Zach swam next to his dad and
as watched Cody land hard on the
water, he couldn't help to steal quick glances at his dad and brother.
Zach at the moment was having some very mixed feelings...
dad at the moment, was behaving like a typical father. But,
Zach and his little brother hadn't seen or
heard from their father in months. Yet, here he was
acting like nothing had happened and like they were
a normal family(which, they were not!).
Afterall, his parents
were divorced, hardly spoke to one another and when they did, they were always yelling, swearing and arguing.
Zach wanted to be closer to his dad.
Zachery, actually wanted to be more like Cody(man, he thought he'd never say that.)
An innocent, very carefree, sweet and forgiving little boy. But, as much as he loves his little brother...
Cody tends to be weak.
at this moment, Zach wanted nothing more than to hug his dad.
However, his stubborn pride held him at bay.
And as Zach continued to stare at his dad, he also felt proud of his old man.
How old was his dad, again?
38, 39 years old?
Well, whatever his age. The old man still looks pretty good!
stop staring at
his dad's toned, tanned and heavily muscled body. He, himself wasn't doing too shabby in the development
department, either. But, nothing compared to his dad.
had kicked in with a force and everything was developing, nicely.
He would soon be turning 14 years old next month and at the
moment, he's a lot taller and carrying more muscle than most of the boys in
He's also very proud of the fact that
But, much to his dismay, he
still dosen't have any chest hair.
a football player, he also has access to the
athletic department at school. He tends to go in with the other
freshmen and work on his muscles on an almost daily basis.
Yet, as he steals another quick look at his dad, maybe he
needs to put more hard work at the gym. Afterall, he
wants to be just
as well-built and
as strong as his tank of a dad.
There's also quite a few changes happening in Zach's life...
One of those new changes are his interest
in girls. But, talking and dealing with the opposite sex tends to be an awkward,
and tongue-tied situation.
Girls tend to
be loud, always giggling, gossiping
and drenched from head to toe
in overpowering and sweet
perfume. And just like wolves, they tend to travel in packs
and seem to speak a
completely different language.
At the moment, Zach has 6 girls chasing him(not counting, Lauren). Ever since he started tutoring Lauren in Algebra that only seem
to piss the other girls off. At least three times a day, he tends to find love notes shoved
into his locker.
These perfumed love notes are either stupid poems, phone numbers or
clues as to whom might have written the stupid note. Maybe,
he could ask his dad for tips as to how to handle girls?
For sure, his dad's gotta have some tips, right?
Zach watched carefully, as his dad held a very happy and giggling
Cody. Cody was in high heaven in his dad's arms and even planted a
big kiss on his
was taken by complete surprise by Cody's kiss.
that he wasn't used to getting a kiss from his boys. He got
plenty of kisses from his boys, when they were little. But, now
that they were getting older. Well, he thought this type of
affection had stopped. So, at this moment, he didn't know how to react to his 7 year old, kissing him on the
It wasn't a big deal...
It was just a kiss.
A tender, sweet and innocent sign of affection from his youngest son.
Kyle held a very chatty Cody in his arms, he remembered his own
very uptight and strict upbringing.
Kyle and his older brother had always been starved for
from their tough as nails father.
dad had been a General in the U.S. Army and
up until the time of his death, he'd never really shown much affection towards his
deep down Kyle knew that his father loved him and
his brother. He had to right? Afterall, his father always spoke
well of his sons and their accomplishments to friends, colleagues and family and he seemed to be
genuinely proud. But, as far as he could remember,
it had always been difficult
or non-existent for his father to show genuine love
and affection towards his
The most affection that he and his older
brother would get, would be a
handshake, a pat in the back or perhaps a brief nod of
hug was only reserved for a birthday, New Year's or when there had been
the family(and really, how often did that happen?)
Kyle's father, Allan Zachery Berehowsky came from a different
generation. An older, antiquated, father knows best kind of rigid and uptight, disciplinarian upbringing.
when children were only to be
seen and certainly not heard.
Kyle remembered the
time, when he
would have been a little bit
younger than Cody. His father was about to go on deployment and going
to be gone for a while. So, as he was about to kiss his
father goodbye on the
lips, his dad roughly pushed him away and
in a serious
angry tone, told Kyle
that men do not kiss and to never do that again!
Kyle had felt hurt and scared. But, he never forgot that shameful moment.
Kyle then took a good look at his precious boy, Cody. The little chatterbox was going on and on about something. Cody has always been the sensitive one or as his ex-wife would put it, the sweet one, the most affectionate, polite and most talkative of the Berehowsky boys.
Kyle smiled as he looked at his boy and returned the tender kiss to Cody's lips.
Cody immediately shut up.
The little guy then butted heads with
his dad and smiled, as he stared at his dad's hazel/green eyes.
"I really like it here, daddy."
Kyle nodded and blinked his eyes at his sweet boy.
glad you like it here, champ. That's what I was hoping for." As
his dad held him in his arms, Cody looked around the waterhole.
"There aren't any snakes in the water, are there daddy?"
Kyle shook his head.
Kyle bit his tongue, closed his eyes and braced for a meltdown. He had used the b word with Cody and the munchkin always gets angry when the baby word is used on him.
"Good! 'cause I hate snakes!"
raised his eyebrows and quickly looked at a very confused Zach.
His older brother simply shrugged his shoulders
and swam closer to his father and
brother. Kyle then gave Cody a quick peck on the cheek.
"Did I ever tell you about the time I fought with a shark?"
Zach sighed and rolled his eyes.
"You did?" asked a big-eyed and curious Cody.
"Yeah, buddy. It happened during my training in San Diego. A shark came at me and I..."
then threw Cody up in the air and quickly dove underwater. Cody
again, squealed as he landed in a huge splash of water.
Zach then cried out, as his dad grabbed his foot and pulled
Zach's first instinct was to struggle free from his dad's strong grip. But, his dad immediately
let go of his leg and he quickly surfaced back up. His dad
then somehow, managed to pick up him from the water and throw him high
in the air. He'd been caught completely caugh off guard, as he landed in a giant splash.
As his dad resurfaced, Zach gently splashed water on his face.
Kyle winked at his
son and dove quietly underwater. Zach looked at
Cody who was trying to figure out where their dad was going to
appear. Suddenly an enormous wave opened up from beneath them
and Kyle surfaced like the Greek God Poseidon parting the
crystalline water beneath him. Kyle splashed both boys with
enormous waves and soon enough all three Berehowsky's were
having an epic water fight.
Deeper in the waterhole, Rex was waving his arms and trying to get Kyle attention.
at the moment Kyle was busy trying to hold onto a slippery
Cody, while fighting off Zachery who was trying(and failing) to pull his dad under water.
"Kyle! Hey, bud!"
Kyle turned around and waved at Rex.
"The guys are going to show my boy and I, some underwater caves. You guys gonna be allright, here by yourselves?"
Kyle nodded, as he tried to fight his two rowdy boys.
"Yeah, man! We're, good..."
was holding onto a struggling Max, who was giggling and
laughing as he was being tickled by Josh. Derek then
waved and called out at the other guys, who were still diving off the cliffs.
"Adam, Mike, Jesse, c'on guys. Roadcall, motherfuckers!"
As Kyle wrestled with his boys, he was also watching everything attentively.
Why was everyone leaving?
finally, managed to pull his dad down underwater. Apparently, his
son wasn't letting up and Kyle was caught off
guard by how strong Zach was. He quickly resurfaced with a
coughing Cody in tow.
"Time out, son! Time out, Zach!"
splashed his dad and brother on the face, as he grinned. Kyle then saw Rex swim
away, while talking and laughing with Josh.
Strange, how those two seem to bond so quickly?
Derek swam way while holding onto a giggling Max. Then 4 guys(whose names, he didn't catch) grabbed a cooler(most likely had alcohol) and a small black duffel bag, then dove fast into the water.
"We're gonna party now, boys!"
they swam away, some guys were giving each other high-five, while others were slapping each other on the back.
last group of guys, didn't even acknowledge Kyle and the boys.
They simply swam after the first group and dissapeared around one
of the boulders. In all the rush and commotion, a small black
bottle fell out of a duffle bag and rolled close to the
Zach was looking at the guys as they swam away. Kyle
took this opportunity and lifted Zach out of
the water and once again, threw him in the air. Cody laughed as he saw his
brother land hard on the water several feet away. But, his older brother soon
recovered and swam towards them like a torpedo underwater.
was expecting this and quickly managed to grab Zach and
haul him out of the
water. He then put a big hairy arm around the boy and squeezed him
hard. As the air was being forced out of Zach's lungs, he tried
in vain to push away from his dad's muscular hairy chest and get away.
cradled safely on his dad's other arm and the little guy laughed
as his dad and brother wrestled in front of him. Poor Zachery he was using both of his
arms and legs to get away, while his dad held him close with just one heavily muscled arm.
"You gonna give up?" Kyle taunted Zach.
face was an angry shade of red. But, the boy wasn't a quitter.
So, he continued to push away and struggle against his dad's
Kyle expected this much from his son. He knew that Zachery was a fighter and like him would fight, until the bitter end.
"Who's, your daddy?" Growled a happy Kyle.
This infuriated Zachery even more.
"I asked you a question boy. Who's, your fucking daddy?" Smirked a victorious Kyle.
was facing his eldest. After a few more minutes of
pointless struggling, the poor exhusted boy sighed, spit out some
water and in an almost audible voice, said.
Finally admitting defeat, Zach gave up and let his dad pull him close.
Cody's arm wrapped around his big brother and Kyle's arm
moved down to hug his eldest by the waist. Zach then put an arm around his
dad's broad shoulders and the other around his little brother.
Kyle smiled, as he leaned in
to kiss Cody's face and before he could react and push him away, he also kissed Zach's forehead.
"Fucking right! You are my boys and don't you ever forget that!"
grinned at them both, as his little leg snaked around his daddy's
Kyle pulled Cody tight, his large bicep flaring against his
son's back. As Zach faced his dad, he felt
relaxed, at ease and dare to say, even...happy?
Zachery didn't want this moment to end. So, after a few seconds mulling it over, he did the
unthinkable. He swallowed his pride and hugged both his dad and little
the three Berehowsky's looked at each other, they shared a laugh,
knowing smiles and a moment of peace. Things couldn't get any
It was clear, hot afternoon, they were
alone, having fun and swimming in a
pristine water oasis. Nothing could be more perfect
However, Zachery is not used to this much close body contact(if you don't count, football). So, whether it
was nerves, happiness or just plain male youth hormones, the unexpected happened.
Zach got an erection.
He didn't know what to do and he certainly, didn't know what to say. Of all the fucking places
this could happen and at this time, really? At the moment, Cody and his dad were
going on about some shit or other.
This has never
happen to him before!
mean, yes. Ok!
the fucking time, in fact. But, they were dealt with by putting a
book or binder in front of his tenting school pants or if he was
at home, he'd just go to his room and jerk off a couple of loads.
If he was out and about with his friends, then he'd pull his
undershirt out and
hope for the best.
scene was new to him...
I mean, to be horned up, at this moment.
That's messed up!
I guess being so close to a dude...
A dude that just happens to be his dad!
Zach was usually pretty good about
controlling his boner situations. Mostly, he just stopped thinking about perky tits, luscious, plump redlips and
a firm ass. But, lately his dick really has a
it's own. And again, this couldn't happen at the most inappropriate
What's fucking worse is that his dick is pressed against
his dad's junk! His face was getting red and flushed. His body wasn't
responding the way he wanted and the look on his face, by now must be betraying him.
Zachery was desperately trying to think of other things to make his dick go down.
But, the floodgates had been opened and then it happened...
Zach's cock started to
Oh, for fuck sakes!
Fuck, my life!
At this moment, Zach wanted nothing more than for some vortex to suck him into another
dimension. He needed to swim away from his dad's tight grip. Afterall, his
dad had to feel that, right?
They were cock to cock, for Christ
Thankfully, Cody was pointing at
something on a rock. This made his dad look away and this was the opportunity that Zach was waiting
for. Now, was the time to casually swim away from his dad and
However, his dad had other plans and pulled Zach even closer. This caused Zach's hips
to move enough and align perfectly, so that his dad's big dick was rubbing against Zach's own growing
member. His dad's long fingers were gently caressing the firm flesh
of Zach's waist and tracing the waistline of his son's speedo.
Jesus H. Christ!
He has to feel it, thought Zach.
He just has to!
As to confirm what Zach knew, he then felt something only another male can understand...
Zach felt his dad's big dick throb back in
Zach just about died of embarrassment and plain awkwardness. He closed his eyes and looked away.
moment however awkward, mortifying or inconvenient was pivotal and crucial in
this father and son bonding
moment. Whatever barriers had been caused by anger, hurt and resentment and existed
between Zach and his father seemed to at this moment, dissolve away. Maybe,
not completely. But, certainly an erosion of frustration and resentment
on behalf of Zach had slowly started to crumble.
of course was completely oblivious to what was
below the surface. Zach couldn't believe or even
understand how nonchalant his dad was behaving. Afterall,
his dad was acting like
nothing was happening, like everything was normal and fine. While,
Zach's face was going through every shade of red possible.
Kyle smiled lovingly at his son.
Let's rephrase that, Kyle smiled lovingly at both of his boys.
As father and son were pressed tightly together. Well, there really was
no longer a need to pretend like nothing was happening
between them. Kyle's thick dick, once again jumped and
grew even longer against Zach's own swollen member. He then felt
his dad's strong hand, cup his ass in silent communication.
As Cody went on and on, about how
all snakes in the world should be destroyed. Kyle's hazel/green eyes, bore
deep into his firstborn son. No words were spoken, it was a
silent, telepathic understanding that they both had. A caring smile,
then spread across his father's
handsome and tanned face.
right hand, then ran up Zach's back and then down to playfully
firm bubble butt. Zach once again blushed, but said nothing.
Kyle kept pulling in Zach closer, while thrusting his hips
his son firmly.
Zach felt everything,...
The boy could feel
every thick inch of his dad's
massive dick against him and yet, all his dad was doing was smiling. Cody then wanted to talk about what kind of fish(if any)
lived in the waterhole.
Kyle looked around the waterhole
and told the little munchkin that perhaps, some type of hardy
fish could live in this type of harsh and unforgiving environment. But, most
was laughing on the inside.
On the outside though, he was
completely serious and composed. Of course, he'd felt his son's erection
and what could he say? Being a teenage male, meant that you will have many uncontrollable
erections. Such is the life
for a young, healthy and hot blooded male. There was
be ashamed, embarrassed or feel guilty about.
This was perfectly normal.
It'd been a long fucking while, since Kyle had been this close
to anyone himself!
All the throbbing, thrashing, wrestling and friction in the water had
caused an automatic and unintentional
domino effect. As he kissed Cody, he also felt that his own
erection was now beyong control.
Afterall, his heat-seeking
missile had been riled up and there was nothing
else to do, but to go with the flow. They were both males and
such is life. Kyle wasn't ashamed
and he certainly wasn't worried.
Honestly, it was probably good that
his happened. Afterall, it was about fucking time that Zach let
go of his inhibitions and all that self-consciousness.
Kyle's relaxed attitude continued, as he continued to squeeze Zach's firm ass with his strong hand.
Zach didn't know what to make of this. The boy was pretty much
speechless and had gone stiff(the other kind of stiff!) But, something inside Zachery was gnawing at him and he also didn't want this to stop.
Cody wanted to be thrown up
in the air, again. So, Kyle let go of Zach and tossed his
youngest high in the air and the little tyke landed hard in the
water. As Cody came crashing down, he laughed and screamed
swam away, while he kept a short distance from his dad and
little brother. He wanted his unwanted erection to
go down. Kyle sensed what his eldest was doing and simply smiled.
once again threw Cody high in the air and silently
dove under water.
As Cody landed in a huge splash, he was looking for his dad frantically.
dad went underwater and was for surely coming after them. Zach's heart skipped a
beat, while Cody doggie paddled towards his big brother, while looking for his dad.
Zach knew that
they were sitting ducks.
"Cody, do you see dad?"
Cody was grinning and expecting something.
Great! Thought Zach.
was staying afloat and kicking out with his powerful legs. His cock was still
between his thighs and it did not want to go down! Suddenly, he felt
his dad grab his ankle and pulled him down. Cody squealed,
as Zach's heart jumped out of his chest!
Kyle had somehow taken both of of his boys by the waist and hauled them out of the water,
like a fucking colossal Titan. A gigantic wave was created, as
Kyle came out of the water with his boys. He carried both boys to the water's edge, as Cody
applauded and laughed out loud.
then dropped them in the shallows. Zach walked out of the
water exhausted with Cody coughing and close in tow. Both boys then
sat on the warm sand, as their dad also
of the water.
Kyle walked out of the water, like a fucking gigantic leviathan. His massive and hairy body was dripping water
and his impressive hairy balls had fallen out of his skimpy speedo and hung way low and in plain view.
"The water is my domain, boys. You've been warned!" Kyle said, as he grinned and winked at his boys.
then lay on the warm sand, with his massive hairy arms behind his
Cody then in complete nakedness and very casual like, lay on top
of his dad's muscular hairy chest. Cody was trembling, as he
hugged his dad. He then let out a soft whimper and gave Kyle
another kiss on the lips.
"Daddy, I'm cold and hungry!"
Kyle sat up and held his baby boy in his arms.
"Me too, buddy. How about, we get into dry clothes and grab some food from the car?"
kissed Cody's head, while looking at a shivering Zach. Cody
nodded and hugged his dad, even tighter. Kyle walked over to his
backpack and pulled out some towels. He passed one to Zach and
with the other one, started drying up a shivering and cold Cody.
warm up, soon enough champ. We're in a bit of a shade, here.
But, once we start walking, your circulation will kick in."
As Kyle stood up, his big, thick dick popped out of his
speedo and dripped water droplets on the cool sand.
on the sand with his legs crossed and drying his hair.
He quietly observed everything and would take quick
admiring his dad.
Kyle took off his speedo and set it
on a rock to dry. He was then walking around naked, while
Cody started to get dressed. He then noticed something
in the sand. From afar, it looked like a
silver bullet shaped bottle?
As he picked it up, he raised his
eyebrows. The small black bottle, read "Gun Oil H2O, anal slide. Long lasting, premium silicone water-based lubricant. Fuck any hole for hours! Slip and slide for adults!
What the fuck?
this what fell out of the bag from those fucking pot heads?
Wondered a very confused and concerned Kyle. As
he turned around, Zach was standing behind him and looking at
him suspiciously. Kyle cleared his throat and
inconspicuously covered the small black bottle with his towel and
put it in his backpack.
"You guys ready to go?"
was ready and fully dressed, as he gave his dad a thumbs up.
Zach, however was still sitting on the sand and digging his
toes into the sand. Kyle kneeled down with his junk out
display and tenderly caressed his
"What's the matter, son? Is something wrong?"
Zach sighed and cleared his throat.
"Ummm, I just need a minute. I'll just sit here for a while longer, if you don't mind."
Kyle raised one eyebrow and looked at Cody.
his shoulders, as he put sun screen all on his own. Zach had to
avert his eyes, as his dad's jumbo sized cock swung back and forth
like a giant pendulum.
"Hey, bud. I'm your dad and if you need to tell me something..."
Zach sighed and cleared his throat.
"I,...umm. Well, umm. I got a boner, right now..."
blushed fiercely(even his ears turned red) and looked super embarrassed. Kyle pursed his
lips, held in a laugh and put his best poker face on.
"Is that all?"
Kyle stood up, nude and completely unashamed.
you are a growing and healthy boy. This is completely natural
and will continue to happen all your life. With all
the roughousing we were doing, it's no wonder. Trust me, it's nothing
to be ashamed of."
Zach looked up and as he did, his dad's gargantuan cock was pretty much at eye level.
Now, that's a big dick! Thought Zach.
boy took a big gulp and with a bit of hesitation, slowly got
up. His healthy and impressive hardon was sticking straight out
his small speedo. The boy's massive balls, just like his dad's
had fallen out a long time ago. Zachery took a towel from
his dad and started to dry off.
Kyle smiled at his son proudly.
Looks like the boy is growing a third leg!
son. You're playing sports now. So, you need to get
accustomed to being naked and confortable around other guys."
Zach listened silently to his dad, as he continued to dry himself.
"I don't have a problem being naked around other guys..."
Kyle looked at his son, as he raised his eyebrows.
"O.k. So, then what's with all the shyness?"
Zach shook his head and again, sighed in frustration.
Kyle took a stance, crossed his arms and stood in front of his son.
"C'on, Zachery. I'm your dad, share with me. What's going through your head?"
His father wasn't going to let up, was he?
"I got a hardon and you act like this is normal!"
Kyle stiffled a laugh. But, Zachery shot his father an angry stare.
"Zach, c'on... Guys get hardons all the time! We've had this talk before, buddy!"
Zach just shook his head.
"I know. But, mom says..."
Kyle's face immediately changed to an angry red colour.
"Whoa, hold it right there. First, let me say this. I don't give a shit, as to what your mother says."
Zach once again, shook his head and looked down at the sand.
"Zach, look at me! Regardless, of what your mother thinks. She dosen't have a dick!"
Kyle then mumbled softly, mostly to himself.
"Well, that's not true. She may think, she has a dick. But,..."
Cody snorted and was covering his mouth with his small hands.
Kyle cleared his throat.
"Second, when you need male advice. Please, come to me..."
Zach angrily looked at his father and balled his fists.
"You're never here!"
Cody dropped his head and silently walked over to his angry older brother.
"You're right, son. You're completely right. But, that will change. I promise you. I promise you both."
Kyle took a step forward towards both boys.
Zach's eyes started to water, as he looked away.
"Don't make promises, you can't keep."
Cody took his older brother's right hand and looked up at him.
Kyle's heart felt like it shattered into a thousand pieces at that moment. He sighed and lowered his head.
"This promise, I intend to keep boys. I know I haven't been there for you. But, this will soon change."
Cody was just looking up at his brother.
"So, how about it, boys? Can you give your old man, a second chance? Please?"
Cody smiled at Zach, which in turn caused his older brother to smile.
"Fine, you get a second chance."
Kyle smiled and pulled boys his boys in a tight embrace.
"Thank you, boys. We'll make this work together, allright?"
The boys looked at each other and nodded.
Kyle then let Zachery finish getting dressed, as he dried up and did the same.
Well, that had been fucking intense!
You could have cut the tension in the air. But, in the end Zachery had been correct.
may not fully want to admit it. But, as a father, he'd royally fucked up!
He'd let a fucking job, money and distance get in
the way in his relationship with his boys. And nothing was more precious than his sons.
three Berehowsky's were dry and dressed, they made their way out to the
trail. As they headed towards their vehicle most of the walk was done
in silence. There was an occassional observation and comment from the
little chatter box, Cody. But, otherwise there was still tension in the air.
the car, Kyle opened the trunk and took out a cooler and set it on the ground. He grabbed a
plastic bag and filled it with hot dogs buns, weiners, two small containers
of potato & macaroni salad, paper plates, pop, utensils,
popcorn and s'mores.
He then passed the bag to Zach.
"Son, can you carry this bag?"
and took the bag. Cody forced himself into the bag
and ruffled through it, all excited. This was going to be an
awesome treat! Specially, since their mom didn't allow the
boys to eat any type of junk food.
Cody looked up at his dad and blurted.
"Daddy, can we sleep here tonight?"
was caught by surprise at the request. He looked at his
wristwatch and at the afternoon sky. It would be getting
dark soon and this little diversion had cost him a day's travel.
He thought that by now, they'd be on the road and well on their
way to the camping grounds.
"Here? You want to stay here, tonight?"
Kyle looked at his boys and both of them were nodding their heads.
"Well, guys. I wanted to be on the road, right after we ate."
was looking at Cody and vice versa. It seemed like both brothers
were having a private and telepathic conversation.
Then his eldest boy, spoke
"Why, don't we put it to a vote?"
Kyle was in trouble.
"All those in favour of sleeping here tonight. Raise their right hand."
Both Cody and Zach raised their right hand.
Kyle sighed, while Zach smiled.
"All those opposed?"
Kyle was the only one that raised his right hand.
"I'm the dad, though. So, my vote vetoes yours."
Zach raised one eyebrow.
"Nice try, dad. Democracy dosen't work that way."
Kyle knew that he had been beaten and outvoted.
"Democracy, pfft! Overrated, I say! Allright, I guess we're sleeping here tonight."
Zach and Cody gave each other a high five.
Kyle was now pulling out the camping tents, out of the car.
"You better hope that no snakes slither into your tent, champ."
Cody's eye got as big as saucers, as he starting looking around the ground.
"Dad's being a spoilsport, Cody. He's just messing with your head. Don't let him get to you."
Cody pouted and crossed his arms.
Kyle looked at his youngest, held in a laugh and shrugged his shoulders.
"Just saying, that's all..."
After much complaining(mostly from Cody)
as to how hot it was, how hungry he was and how tired he was.
Father and sons, finally made it back to the waterhole.
was carrying the heavy cooler, while Zach carried the boxes for
the camping tents and the bag of food. Kyle set the cooler on the
ground, opened, took out a beer and chugged it down.
Zach all on his own and without being asked, got a campfire
as Zachery showed Cody how
to stack the wood they had collected for the campfire. As he
was taking out the paper plates and utensils out of a
bag, he saw Rex
coming out of the waterhole.
The hairy giant
was cradling Max on his arms with the rest of the guys
in tow. Everyone looked tired and very
Kyle sighed and shook his head.
seemed to be
asleep, as Rex carried him out of the water. As Kyle
savoured his beer, he couldn't
help to notice that Rex's dick was half hard in the skimpy
speedo and that the brute's big hairy balls were out and in full
Again, guys like them shouldn't wear speedos.
"Hey guys! We're back!"
Kyle simple nodded and passed the weiners to Zach.
"Hey, bud. Man, are we fucking tired!"
Kyle got up from the cooler, where he'd been sitting and looked at Rex and then Max.
"Poor baby boy is all tuckered out." Rex said, as he kissed his son's head.
"Bet, he is." Snickered one
of the guys coming out of the water.
Kyle had been looking at Max and didn't see, who'd made the
comment. The guys
were now, stripping in front of them and drying off.
There was a lot of snickering going on, as they also elbowed
each other at the comment made.
looked at a sleepy Max, who was cradled close to Rex's hairy and muscular chest.
The kid was sucking his thumb and that's when Kyle noticed some odd and very visible red hand prints all over Max's lily
Kyle was about to make a comment about those hand prints. But, Rex quickly followed Kyle's train of
thought and answered before being questioned.
"The guys got a bit rowdy, that's all. Guys, right..." Rex gave a nervous laugh.
Kyle looked over at the guys, who seemed to be listening closely to the conversation. All their eyes were on Kyle.
Kyle then looked at his boys.
"My boys want to spend the night at the waterhole. So, we'll be staying here, tonight."
Rex, once again looked...disappointed?
"Oh, you are? My boy and I are camping here, as well."
Rex rubbed his red, bloodshot and very irritated eyes.
"It's also going to be getting dark soon and I don't want to drive in my condition at night."
then Max opened his eyes, stretched his arms and yawned. As
Max turned to look at Kyle, he noticed that the
boy's lips were all
puffy, red and swollen.
"Hey, is Max o.k?" Asked an apprehensive and concerned Kyle.
Rex looked at his groggy boy and called Derek over.
"Hey, Derek! Can you take Max to your tent, please."
Derek clad only in a white towel rushed right over.
"Sure thing, bud. C'on, here bubble butt."
Rex handed his son to Derek, his massive hairy blocked Kyle's view.
Kyle stepped closer and faced a very stoned Rex.
"You bonded quite quickly with these stoners. You sure you want to trust them with..."
Rex smirked, as he spat on the ground.
"They're good college boys, Kyle. They're just looking to unwind and have some fun. That's all, man."
Uh huh. Thought Kyle.
Zach was calling his dad over.
"Dad! DAD!" Kyle turned around to see Zach waving frantically at him.
"I think, the hot dogs are done!"
Kyle nodded, as he turned to face Rex.
we're camping here by the waterhole. If you and Max want to
join us for dinner, we've got more than enough food and drinks."
Rex smiled, as he looked at Kyle and then at his boys.
"That's might hospitable of you, bud. But, Derek and the guys have envited Max and
I to eat with them. He's also giving my boy and I a
tent. So, we'll eat at their camp. I don't want to be rude."
Kyle, again nodded.
"Yeah, man. Not a problem. But, if you change your mind..."
Rex cut him off, before Kyle could finish the sentence.
"We're good, bud. I appreciate it, though."
other guys had already left to their site. The were shouting, joking and
aggresively roughhousing all the way back to their camp.
Cody walked into the conversation. He had a hot dog on a paper plate and offered it to Rex.
"Hi, Mr.Behr. Can you give this hot dog and chips to Max."
beamed of pride at his son's generosity and sweetness. Rex
kneeled down to Cody's level and smiled. He took the
paper plate from the boys' hands and caressed his cheek.
"That's very nice of you, Cody. Glad to see that you've been brought up right. I think Max can
handle another weiner tonight." Rex winked at Kyle.
was busy with Zach at the moment and didn't quite catch that.
But, he did catch Rex wink at him, as the giant
stripped right in front of Cody.
wasn't paying attention at the interaction between Rex and Cody.
Zach was nagging him about salmonellla poisoning, if
they left food out.
I swear, sometimes the boy can be so much like his mother.
gave Cody a kiss on the head and started walking away, as he waved at the Berehowsky's.
"Have a goodnight guys. See you in the morning!"
Kyle looked up and nodded at Rex, as he called Cody over.
Rex stopped and turned around.
Kyle. I forgot to tell you. The guys and I are going to be
drinking,playing cards and shooting the shit later on. If you're up to it,
come on over."
Kyle politely smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, man. But, I'll be staying with my boys for the night."
Rex nodded, smiled and headed bare ass naked to his campsite.
Kyle then looked at Cody, who was shoving a hot dog and chips in his mouth at the same time.
"Easy there, son. I don't want you to choke, please."
Kyle smiled and playfully messed up his son's hair.
"Hey, champ. I want to thank you, for being thoughtful. I'm sure that Max will devour that hot dog."
Kyle and the boys were enjoying their dinner, they could
hear gansta rap playing loudly from the other side
of the waterhole.
Kyle sighed and hoped that they
would turn down their fucking music, once it got late. Otherwise,
he would be dropping by to kick someone's ass.
Zach was rummaging through the cooler, as he got a soda for himself. He also saw beer and took one out.
"Dad, you want another beer?"
Kyle looked up and between mouthfulls nodded.
"Yeah, buddy. That sounds awesome. Pass me another one."
Cody than got up and practically snatched the beer out of his big brother's hand. Zach just gave Cody a scolding look.
Cody stuck out his tongue and tried(in vain) to twist the cap.
Zach sighed, as he saw his little brother struggling.
"Use the beercan opener, genius." Taunted Zach.
rummaged through the cooler and found it. Zach sat next to his father and finished
his hotdog and chips.
"Dad, can I have a sip of your beer?"
Kyle smiled as Cody was still struggling with the beer bottle.
son. Just don't tell your mother. I'd like to keep
my balls where they are." Both Berehowsky's shared a laugh,
as Kyle fed more kindling to
Cody opened the bottle, only to spray beer everywhere.
As Zach shook his head, Cody went back to the
cooler, cleaned the bottle up and handed it to his
"Thank you, champ."
Kyle took a big gulp and passed the bottle to Zach.
"Allright, here you go. Promise me though, not a word to your mother."
Zach smiled, nodded and took the ice cold bottle. Cody stepped forward
and was about to yank the bottle, out of his brother's hand.
"Too slow, bro." Said, Zach as he chugged the beer down.
Cody crossed his arms and angrily looked at his older brother.
"That was for daddy! You were not supposed to drink that Zach!"
Zach made a sour looking face and burped.
"Ugh, that was nasty! It's, so bitter. Why do adults like this?"
Kyle smiled, as he took the beer bottle and drank the last drops.
Zach grabbed his pop and drank it down like water. Cody then kicked his brother on the leg.
"That was for daddy and not you!"
Zach pushed away his pestering little brother.
"Chillax, Cody! I only took one sip, geez. You're worse than mom."
Kyle then gave a loud burp, as he yawned and scratched his balls.
"Allright, guys. Let's clean up for the night and set up the tents."
Zach set up the tents in a flash, as Cody put the remaining food away. Once all
their gear was inside, they sat on a confortable looking log and looked up at the bright stars and
sat in the middle of the log, while Zach sat on
his right and Cody on his left.
"Daddy, tell us about the stars again." Cody yawned and rested his head on his dad's lap.
"Allright, let me think. I got one, this will help if you ever get lost."
looked at his little brother, who looked quite confortable.
He actually wanted to do the same. But, felt that he was too
old for such display of closeness and emotions.
"As long as the north star stays to your
right, you're heading west. Remember that the north star is the first star
in the little dipper. If you can't locate the little dipper, then use
the top of the ladle in the big dipper to draw a line that points to it. But, this only works in the northern hemisphere."
Both boys seemed genuinely interested with their dad's knowledge of the stars.
and Zach were both yawning, while Cody had fallen asleep on his dad's lap. Kyle looked at his watch and
it was 1:00 A.M. and way past the
guys, it's bed time. We need to hit the sack. C'on, Cody
get up. We gotta get up early in the morning."
were tired, sleepy and didn't want to budge.
Kyle sighed, as he had to shake both of them.
"C'on, c'on guys. The sooner we get to bed, the faster you'll fall asleep."
Cody got up groaning and stretching.
"I don't want to go to sleep, daddy. I want to hear more about the stars."
Kyle sighed and cracked his neck.
"Tomorrow, buddy. I'll tell you guys more, tomorrow evening. Promise."
Zach on the other hand, couldn't keep his eyes open and agreed with his dad.
"C'on, Cody. Dad's right, I'm tired. Let's go to our tent."
Cody looked at his brother and then at his dad.
"I want to sleep in daddy's tent."
Zach looked at his little brother and then at his dad.
"Cody, we talked about this at home, remember? You were going to sleep in our tent and dad can sleep in his."
Cody crossed his arms.
"I changed my mind. I want to sleep with daddy!"
Kyle looked at his watch and was too tired to argue.
fine, Zach. If your brother wants to sleep in my tent,
let him." Another big yawn.
Man, did he feel tired!
Kyle headed towards his tent and stretched before going in.
"Zach, I said it's fine. Let's, just go to sleep."
Zach looked at Cody, who was grinning from ear to ear.
"It's, just that Cody tends to..."
Kyle turned to face his son and waited patiently.
"To what, bud?"
Zach shook his head.
tends to have night terrors. Which is why, he should
sleep in my tent. Otherwise, he won't let you get any sleep. Besides, he also tends to
snore and kick in his sleep."
Kyle was looking at an angry Cody.
"Is that true champ?"
Cody turned to face his father and smiled.
"I'll be fine and daddy can wake me up."
Kyle nodded and unzipped his tent.
then. Cody get your stuff from your tent and put it in mine.
The two of you need to brush your teeth. Use
one of the waterbottles to rinse your mouth."
added more wood to the campfire and yawned some more.
I can't keep my eyes open!
How come I'm so sleepy? Is it the desert air?
At least, I'll probably sleep through Cody's night terrors.
then looked at the night sky and it looked clear. The
temperature even though it had dropped, it was cool and pleasant. The full
moon was out and a beautiful bright moonglow shone all over the desert.
Kyle looked for
toothbrush, he noticed that as the boys brushed their teeth, they were
also arguing. As they came back, Cody quickly slipped
dad's tent. Zach stood outside the tent
and looked worried.
it's allright. I know that you care for your little brother.
But, if he has any night terrors, I'll wake him up.
Trust me, he'll be fine."
sighed, nodded and headed into his tent. As
Kyle entered his tent, he turned around and Zach was
still looking at him from across his tent.
"Goodnight, son. See you in the morning. Go to sleep."
managed a faint smile and zipped up. Kyle got inside the tent, zipped up and got
comfortable. He started by taking off his shirt and shorts.
His body tends to be a furnace at
night. So, he either sleeps in his underwear or bare ass naked.
But, that wasn't an option tonight.
through his backpack and quickly changed into his favourite Superman
pyjama. As they were both confortable in their sleeping
bags, Kyle asked Cody if he was done.
"Ready for lights out, champ?"
nodded and scooted next to his dad. Kyle turned off the camping
LED lantern and settled into his sleeping bag. The boy snuggled
even closer to Kyle, yawned and settled right in.
Kyle was surprised that
the little munchkin wasn't asking for a bedtime story.
"Goodnight, daddy. I've had the best...zzzZZZ" And then Cody was out like a light and snoring like a freight train.
That's a new record.
Well, at least he'll have a good night's sleep and hopefully not have any night terrors. Kyle
also noticed that the music coming across the waterhole had died down.
Even though he can sleep through anything, like
a fucking invasion(as he's been told, many times). He still wanted to close his eyes, relax and peacefully fall sleep
without having to hear obnoxious and stupid jungle music.
like both of his boys, tend to fall asleep as soon as they
close their eyes. Some would call it lucky, others a gift and
for someone in Kyle's field of work, a blessing. He can literally fall asleep anyfuckingwhere,
wether it be a sweltering and humid jungle, the scorching fucking desert or even the freezing and ice cold tundra.
Somewhere, between deep slumber and REM...
He was on an island...
The beautiful paradise resort of Eden in Bora Bora, to be precise.
Kyle was on his honeymoon with his wife Linda.
The newly married couple were vacationing in the luxurious, world-renowned, all-inclusive and private resort. This little piece of heaven was accessible by invitation only. And at a hefty price tag of $9,900 per person, this wasn't your typical, ordinary and boring honeymoon resort.
This beautiful utopia was situated in a private and secluded island
in French Polynesia. It had a long waiting list and catered only to the filthy rich and famous.
was so inclusive, that you
were flown into the island on the resort's private jet. Once
you arrived at the island, you were welcomed with
an exotic dance, flowers, complimentary gifts, caviar and
Kyle's connections had paid off and he was able to skip the long waiting
list. But, he'd also spent a bit of his life savings to pay for
this exotic and pricey honeymoon.
The breathtaking island of Eden was picture perfect. With soft
and powdery white beaches, a crystalline turquoise lagoon, beautiful
tropical gardens and spectacular waterfalls. The resort came with many posh ammenities such as a luxurious wellness spa(with his/hers gold embroidered monogrammed bathrobes),
first class gym, world-class chefs, celebrity hair stylist salon,
luxury boutiques, astronomy sessions and of course the amazing view of Mount
The legend goes that God descended atop of a rainbow and onto paradise...
As for the love nest, the Berehowsky's had an over-water bungalow which overlooked Bora Bora's
beautiful turquoise lagoon and its outer beaches. The abode of love even
came with a glass-bottom floor, fully stocked in-room bar,
complimentary movie library, modern kitchen and your personal 24/7, on-call butler.
There was also a wide range of recreational activities(if you needed to take a break from the sweaty sex and making babies). Such as snorkeling, jetski, deep-sea fishing, deep-sea diving, boating, sunset cruises, sailing, horseback riding, kayaking or private
exploration of the many spectacular reefs around the island.
For the more adventurous couples, other activities included swimming with turtles, dolphins, as well as manta ray and shark feeding.
and Linda strolled happily through the beach, they held hands and
kept stealing glances at each other. The young and happy
couple were in a rush to get
to their bungalow. As a carefree and madly in love
newlyweds, Kyle and Linda Berehowsky couldn't keep
their hands off each other. As soon as they entered their
bungalow and slammed the door behind them, they were practically
other's clothes off.
Kyle was immediately kissing Linda's neck,
while Linda gently kissed that tender and soft spot behind
her husband's ear.
in a very excited and horny state, ripped Linda's very expensive
Fendi silk blouse. He then fought and struggled in vain to
take off her bra. Funny, how the big muscular brute could easily
dismantle a bomb. Yet, had trouble unhooking a
Victoria's Secret bra.
his beautiful wife
laughed at her horny husband's struggle, the whole room seemed to
brighten up. There was nothing
in the world like Linda's laughter. It was a combination
of sweet, sexy and girlish coquettishness. It
was also the first thing that Kyle noticed and attracted him to
Linda when they first started dating.
Kyle found himself kissing Linda's beautiful and ample breasts(he's a breast man, afterall). Linda then gently pushed Kyle onto the bed and while teasingly licking her lips, got on her knees
and pulled Kyle's muscular legs apart.
No fucking way!
Kyle lay on the bed, Linda smiled at her handsome husband
and gently massaged his ample and manly mound.
Oh, fuck ya!
Linda started giving tender kisses to his constraining bulge and it
felt fucking amazing! His gorgeous wife batted her thick lashes and very slowly pulled
down the zipper of his khakis.
Kyle closed his eyes, put his arms behind his
head and sighed happily.
As Kyle opened his eyes, it was dark.
Not completely dark, though. There was faint light coming through the tent.
It'd been dream?
It'd felt, so fucking real though?
Then again, it must have been a dream.
In the 15 years that Kyle and Linda were married, she had never given Kyle a handjob, much less a blowjob. Early
in the marriage, Kyle tested the waters in regards to spicing up their
He made the mistake of bringing up the topic of
oral sex and to this day, he'll never forget the horrifed look on his wife's face. She then made it
crystal clear by saying, "Ladies, don't give blowjobs!" And that she wasn't some streetwalking whore!
So, much for Kyle asking his ex-wife, if he could cum on her face then.
Suddenly, Kyle felt something...
Like, something had touched his leg.
Kyle although awake, felt a groggy and disoriented.
He tried to move. But, he couldn't.
What the fuck?
Why, couldn't he move?
He was awake and aware, though.
could hear the faint wind rustling outside the tent. He could hear the
chirping of crickets and event the hoot of an owl outside. But,
his body wasn't responding and he could only move his eyes. He
couldn't close his eyelids, move his hands, arms or even his
What, the fuck?
It was like he was fucking paralyzed?
Kyle was looking around the tent for any signs of trouble.
Did he have a heart attack?
Did he get bit by a poisonous snake, or stung by a scorpion?
And where was Cody?
WAKE UP, GODDAMMIT!
was parched dry and he didn't have any spit to swallow. His
head was also spinning and he felt the start of a strong headache.
Kyle's mind began to wonder...
Remember, your fucking training!
He remembered the symptons of a heart attack...
Discomfort or pain in areas, such as arms, neck, jaw, back and even stomach.
Shortness of breath, lightheadedness, nausea or sweating.
Abdominal discomfort that may feel like heartburn.
But, he wasn't experiencing any of these fucking things.
Then again, everyone experiences a heart attack differently.
As the moonlight illuminated the inside of the tent, he thought he saw something.
Yes, it was a figure!
Although his vision was blurry, he could tell that it was a small head.
It was his son Cody and the little head popped from beneath the silky and cool sheets.
Son, wake me up!
WAKE ME, UP!
Cody slowly approached his dad.
Yes, baby! Wake me up, please!
"Daddy, are you awake?" Cody was gently poking at his dad's right leg.
Kyle felt the poke. He also felt his son's finger, as he traced it along his hairy bare leg.
But, he still couldn't move a single fucking muscle.
"Daddy, why is your watch glowing?"
Kyle looked at his right hand and Cody was right!
His wristwatch was giving off a bright blueish glow.
He'd been drugged!
The unique and super high tech watch had been given to Kyle by his
current employer. The watch had been designed to be Kyle's lifeline.
The special material of the watch would absorb the sweat on
his wrist and detect any harmful, foreign and deadly substances in his
watch had been designed by a secret Swiss jewelry company and only the
Sheik's most valued employees received the multi million dollar
the watch glowed red, it meant loss of blood.
watch would alert Kyle and let him know, just how much blood
he was losing. It would then give him helpful instructions, as how to how he
could cauterize a wound,
stop the bleeding, etc.
A blueish glow was a sign of drugs.
A yellow glow for poison.
An orange glow was for toxic substances.
A purple glow for corrosive materials.
A green glow for biohazard materials and so on.
Kyle then felt Cody poke him in the stomach.
"Daddy? Are you really asleep? I think you're sleep. Mr. Behr, did say that your eyes were going to stay open."
CODY, WHAT DID YOU DO?
Cody then gently poked his dad's hairy right leg.
Cody then tickled his dad's large right foot.
Cody then tickled his dad's large left foot.
Again, no reaction.
There was no body movement, at all from his dad.
Kyle could see that Cody was thinking.
Thinking of something...
Like a hungry panther on the hunt, Cody
slowly inched forward and toward's his dad's crotch. The boy's hazel/green eyes grew wide, as he stared at his
daddy's prominent and sizeable bulge.
What are you doing?
crept closer and closer to his dad. He was quiet, stealth
and very cat like, as he crouched on all fours.
his eyes glued on his dad for any kind of movement. But, there was none. So, his little hand moved
closer and closer to his dad's tenting crotch.
Cody stopped his little hand in mid-air.
"Daddy, wake up!"
As he shouted, again there was no reaction from Kyle.
Satisfied that his father was asleep, Cody reached for his dad's fly.
What the hell are you doing?
Cody's little fingers then started to gently tap at his dad's large mound.
Cody, stop that!
watched in complete disbelief, as his son slowly massaged his ever growing bulge.
CODY! I SAID, STOP!
Kyle's whole body felt warm.
Very warm actually...
His underarm and forehead were getting sweaty. He also felt flushed and even...aroused?
How the hell, could he be feeling horny at this fucking moment? Especially, after the depraved thing that his baby boy was doing?
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
Cody kept his eyes on his dad, as he carefully and very gently, pulled out his dad's hardening and massive penis.
a bit of an effort, on Cody's part. But, the little guy managed to pull
his dad's horsecock from its warm confines. Kyle's
and thick dick obscenely popped out of his fly. The hefty cock then throbbed,
pulsed and swayed, right in front of
his son's shocked face.
I AM YOUR FATHER!
Cody stopped, as he looked
up at his dad and smiled. But, that smile was not an innocent smile.
It was more of a devious, wicked and lascivious cheshire cat type of smile.
Cody being the curious kid, leaned in to take a
closer look at his dad's impressive and thick cock.
This wasn't his son!
This wasn't his youngest boy, Cody!
In the moonlight this boy looked different?
Fucking creepy, even.
wasn't his Cody!
This thing was more
like a fucking demon that had possessed his little boy!
His son was a good boy and he wouldn't be behaving this way. Even now, his son's eyes seem
to give off an eerie glimmer and glow in the moonlight.
Jesus H. Christ!
Is this a fucking dream or a horrible reality?
Cody kneeled next to his dad and feeling confident that his dad was completely out, the
boy started to gently stroke his dad's hardening dick.
CODY, STOP THAT!
And why did he have a rock hard erection?
Most importanly, why the fuck was he aroused?
His dick should be limp at the pervertion and depravity that was being committed. He shouldn't be fucking hard at all, for fuck's sakes!
This was his son!
This was his little boy!
Cody continued to stroke at his dad's hefty dick, a clear
fluid immediately begin to leak out of the massive cock head. The boy, however simply continued to play with his new found toy. But, as Kyle's enormous penis was being fondled, more and more pre-cum flowed abundantly down the thick shaft.
Kyle was angry.
Actually, Kyle was beyond fucking angry.
So, much so that his fucking blood was boiling!
Once again, he tried to move his hands, arms and legs.
He truly was paralyzed.
The worst thing of all, is that his youngest son was sexually molesting his own fucking father!
This was all kinds of fucking messed up!
was beyond comprehension and fucking insane!
His son shouldn't be touching his father this way. Or doing
anything this deviant, period!
Cody was now laying on his belly, as he continued to stroke and play with his dad's gargantuan dick.
The kid was especially fascinated and enthralled by the foreskin. Cody would pull the skin
all the way up, covering the large cock head and then all the way down.
Kyle, like all Berehowsky's are able to
produce vast amounts of pre-cum, Cody became hypnotized by
this. He then took his little index finger, ran it
over the clear
DON'T, YOU FUCKING DARE!
then put the pre-cum covered finger, right into his mouth.
boy licked his ruby red lips, as he tasted his father's thick pre-cum.
OH, FUCKING HELL!
Kyle looked away.
He just couldn't look.
He simply couldn't...
Kyle felt defeated, helpless and powerless to do anything.
He literally felt like the worst father, ever!
If he wasn't going to hell, before. Well, he was for sure now.
was trying hard to concentrate and get his dick to go down. But, that wasn't
working either. It was like he didn't have any control over his fucking
He was awake and aware, but that was it!
then as best as he could, took the girth of Kyle's thick
shaft with his two little hands. His eyes seemed to bug out
as he used both of his hands to hold onto the super thick penis.
Afterall, at its full erect length Kyle's monster cock measured
no shorter than twelve impressive inches and was a well
known jawbreaker. Or as the nickname, he had in
CODY, PLEASE DON'T!
I BEG OF YOU!
Then it was like everything happened in slow motion....
His son opened his small mouth and stretched it, as wide
as possible. With both of his little hands, he then guided his dad's humongous and uncut thick erection between
Kyle felt sick to his stomach!
He wanted to throw up!
He found what his son was doing horrifying and truly disgusting!
So, Kyle looked away.
at the pillow next to him and at a small flashlight that hung
above his head. He then stared at the sheets which were
all scattered around the large tent. His eyes then focused on
fabric and how it moved due to a cool and gentle breeze outside.
But, out of the corner of his eye, he could still
see and clearly hear his little boy suckle at the huge and hairy erection. Which at
the moment was jammed into the tyke's overstuffed and small mouth.
GOD, HELP ME!
Holy fucking, Christ!
Cody was expertly sucking and savouring his mammoth cock.
Kyle, however didn't even want to acknowledge this.
How is this fucking posible?
But,...his little boy was good!
How come Cody could suck cock, so well?
Kyle didn't want to think about this!
This was a fucking nightmare, plain and simple!
This wasn't happening!
This wasn't fucking real!
This wasn't fucking happening!
WAKE THE FUCK UP!
was no doubt about it,...
Any fuckingtime, now...
He was going to
wake up from this horror and seek some much needed therapy.
This was payback!
This had to be payback!!
Payback for all the shitty things, he's done in life.
Karma is indeed a fucking cunt and a bitch!
felt utterly helpless...
He couldn't move, scream, or do a fucking thing!
By now, the boy had managed to masterly swallow several
inches of his gigantic and uncut cock. It was like Cody was
part python, as he devoured its prey. In this case, the
prey being his father's enormous penis.
Jesus H. Christ!
Look at him go!
Kyle watched intently, as his son's mouth sucked at his huge and angry erection. Cody
was sucking his dad's cock, like it was nothing. His son could even put
any Thai hookers from Pattaya and even Phuket
The sight was fucking obscene, completely perverse and yet,...
Oddly sexually arousing.
SAY WHAT, NOW?
What the fuck, did he just think?
What the fuck is going through his fucking depraved, twisted and perverse mind?
As Kyle looked at a very hungry and sexually starved Cody, it was like his boy was truly enjoying sucking his dick. His son, actually looked content, happy even as he nursed his father's impressive and gargantuan cock like it was a fucking baby bottle.
This was the same way, Cody used to nurse his bottle when he was a baby.
WHAT THE FUCK, WAS HE SAYING?
WAS HE GETTING OFF, ON THIS PERVERSE SHIT?
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!
Please, for the love of God.
missing a beat, Cody nursed his dad's magnificent cock like
there was no tomorrow. The boy, by now had been able to
swallow four, perhaps five inches of Kyle's 12 inch thick, beer bottle
once again, averted his gaze as his son continued his sordid and
disturbing nursing. Even though he was fully awake, he couldn't
comprehend or even believe at the deprave thing Cody was doing.
He had no choice, but to watch in silence, as his little
boy's jaw strained while fully determined at sucking such a
thick and huge erection.
Cody was now, licking his dad's cock like
it was a fucking popsicle!
But, man did it feel fucking good!
was like his son knew the pleasure and intense joy a man
experiences at having their cock sucked. Afterall, Cody
was putting a lot of attention at licking at the large
cock head, like
it was his favourite ice cream cone. His son's mouth looked super
stretched as the meaty width of his dad's
cock threatened to tear the corner of his boy's mouth.
Cody's little head was now bobbing up an down.
The feeling was amazing...
Kyle was again surprised and not in a good way, when his son very aggressively yanked at his enormous ballsack.
Cody then with his pink
little tongue started lapping at his dad's massive hairy
balls like an eager and hungry puppy. His son fought to get
one hairy ball into
his mouth, then the other.
It was a struggle in vain...
Kyle's balls were
simply just too big for the little mouth. But, Cody like his
older brother are always
determined and willing to give it their best.
So, the kid tried in vain, many
times to get
both gigantic balls into his mouth to no avail. He finally had to be content
with sucking and licking one large testicle and then the other.
Cody even managed to groan, as he realized how huge and
heavy his dad's balls really were.
It was like Cody was
truly possessed, as he licked, pulled and yanked at his dad's manly hairy sack. Kyle
tried to restrain from moaning. Then again, he couldn't even open his mouth.
Did that feel fucking good!
somehow, managed to open his little jaw super wide to accomodate
his mammoth cock.
The kid had reached at least 6 inches of thick cock.
Kyle watched in disbelief, as his son licked and
slobbered his little pink tongue all
around the uncut cockhead.
Kyle then panicked!
He was close!
HE WAS VERY, VERY FUCKING CLOSE!
He wanted to warn Cody. But, couldn't...
HE FELT IT!
Cody had now, managed to deepthroat about 7 inches of his dad's horsecock into his mouth, before he gagged. Kyle watched in a trance as Cody's mouth was being heavily juiced with the glistening flow
of his thick precum. The boy even grunted
hungrily, as he sucked more and more of his dad's thick shaft into his
willing and very accommodating stretched throat.
in intense agony and ecstasy and very close to ejaculating into
his son's mouth. He could feel his cum start to erupt up his
HERE IT COMES!
I'm so sorry!
first cum shot flew high into the air, hitting the LED lamp behind
Arrhhh, oh shit!
The second shot of semen landed on
Cody had afterall, been caught by surprise. But, the boy being the cock trooper that he was, quickly
recovered and latched his little mouth at the
he looked down, he saw Cody catch ten more thick blasts of
semen in his happy mouth. Kyle couldn't
believe that Cody was swallowing his father's thick sperm.
This was a
Kyle's horsedick pulsated and spewed
out copious amounts of white, thick and creamy sperm into Cody's
mouth. So much so, that cum started running out of the boy's mouth.
rosy little cheeks puffed out for a moment, as copious amounts
of his dad's reproductive fluids, flooded his small mouth.
But, again Cody being the determined champ that he is, drank down
Kyle's thick cum as fast as he could.
Kyle however, wished he could have closed his eyes, as he ejaculated into his son's mouth. He
was speechless, felt sick to the stomach and was very remorseful at what he had done.
on the other hand looked quite content, as he cleaned his dad's big cock and
slurped the remaining sperm, like it was honey. Cody then kept
pumping Kyle's cock, like he wanted more.
It had been
long time, since Kyle had last ejaculated. He'd had at
least two weeks worth of healthy, virile and potent sperm in his big balls.
Some of Kyle's semen
flowed out of the corners of Cody's bruised mouth. The kid's chin and neck
were all sticky and covered with his dad's strong and very healthy swimmers.
once the blowjob was
done, Cody continued to suckle at his dad's massive cock, which at
the moment was still lodged between his son's puffy red lips.
Now, here was a question...
Was Cody gay?
Was his son a faggot?
Kyle felt very confused, numb and didn't know what to think.
Cody sat with his legs crossed and was still jacking his dad's hefty cock.
"Daddy, I want some more!"
Fuck my fucking life!
Kyle could only sigh,...
Cody then once again, started sucking hungrily at his dad's gargantuan cock.
night seemed to last forever, as Kyle lost count as to how many times
his little boy had milked his cock. Somewhere, between
the ninth or
tenth milking session, Cody finally seemed satisfied at having his fill of his daddy's yummy sperm.
boy burped loudly and soon fell asleep with his dad's horsecock still
lodged in his little mouth. Cody kept nursing at the giant cockhead,
while his little head rested confortably on his daddy's hairy
thigh. As the night went on, Cody's little hands held tightly at his dad's large and drained ballsack.
say, Kyle didn't get any fucking sleep throught the night.
With Cody nursing his cock all night long and his mind going
through a million things. Kyle just couldn't get any sleep.
Cody on the other hand, seemed quite happy, as Kyle fed him a constant and heavy amount of thick pre-cum.
chemicals had been in that fucking drug, had also managed to keep
his dick hard all fucking night. And his big dick, never
once went limp. On the contrary, Cody's sweet
suckling managed to keep him rock hard throught the night.
lay on his back paralyzed and with his thick cock lodged
in his little boy's mouth. All he could think of was revenge.
Revenge, as to how he was going to get back at Rex Alexander Behr.
"I'm going to get you, motherfucker!
You fucking watch!
If, it's the last fucking thing I do.
I am coming for you!"
To be continued!