Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2006 08:38:38 +0000
From: xangel.author@gmail.com
Subject: Brock Hard Part 6

For those of you who've asked for two more parts, I thought I'd take the
action a bit slower...Part 7 will be the last part to our Brock Hard "saga".
  Thanks for all the kind words and I'm glad I could make so many of you
guys happy!

	True to his word, two days after we'd gotten back from the camping trip,
Colby and his mother left to visit his aunt.  Also true to his word, Kenneth
Lehman vacated his office and dad moved into it.  That was four days ago,
six days total since our camping trip.  Dad had been working a lot and I had
been really thinking about what had gone on up at the lake.  He was at work
already when I woke up on the seventh day since the lake trip so I made some
quick breakfast and headed out to the quarry to finish the sequence of
scenes for my movie.
	I had been there for about three hours when I heard the crunch-crunch of
rolling tires and turned to see a familiar squad car pulling up into a VERY
familiar spot and disgorging a similarly familiar officer.  As I was coming
into the small clearing where we'd first met Kenneth, "Officer Flynn" was
walking toward me.  He wore the same uniform and the same glasses as the
first time I'd seen him.  I smiled at him, knowing who he was but when he
smiled back at me and removed his glasses, I saw very clearly that he didn't
know who I was.  I was in the passenger side of the car when we'd dropped
Colby off, he couldn't have seen me and I'd never met him outside anywhere.
	"Afternoon, son."  He said to me, a few feet from here.  "How are you?"
	"Good, sir." I said to him in return.  "What brings you out here?"
	"Just routine rounds, really."
	"I see.  Anything going on out here in the middle of nowhere?"
	"That depends."  He said to me, wiping his glasses with a small
handkerchief.  "What are you doing here?"
	I explained to him what I was doing.  He looked at me and I saw the same
beautiful eyes that Colby stared at me with and the same basic bone
structure but that was where the resemblance ended.  His shoulders were
small but muscular, his arms were the same.  A toned chest filled out his
uniform nicely but not the way my dad would have.  This was defiantly the
same man that I'd seen out here before.
	"Awful hot out here, don't you think?" He said, seriously, putting his
glasses in his pocket.  "Know where there might be a nice, cool place to
swim?"
	"You're allowed to swim on duty?" I asked, wondering if this was how he'd
gotten Kenneth that night and then thinking better of it.  "I didn't think
that was allowed for police officers."
	"Maybe not but do you see anyone around to stop us?"
	"I guess not."
	Even as this man, Colby's father, talked to me, I thought back to Colby's
words that night in the lake:
	"You have to promise that if any hot man comes onto you while I'm gone, you
jump on the chance to do him good and pay attention to his technique so you
can show me exactly how it's done when I get back."
	Well -- this guy was hot - cool good looks, dark hair and thick muscles -
and he was coming onto me.  I might have known who he was but he didn't know
who I was or why I was significant to him.  It wasn't as if I was seducing
him, after all.  I reasoned with myself for the longest time.  I wondered
what Colby would say about me consciously doing his father.  Colby had blown
my father, wasn't turnabout fair play?
	"Well?"
	Snapped from my daydream, I looked at "Officer Flynn" and smiled.
	"I don't have a suit." I said slyly.
	"So you don't." He said, a small smile creeping into the corners of his
mouth.  "I don't either."
	"I get to see what's under the uniform, then?" I ventured.
	"You want to?"  He said, his hand cupping his bulging crotch.
	The quarry boasted a nice swimming hole just over the ridge from where we
stood.  "Officer Flynn" locked his car and we headed off on foot.  Just as
we cleared visual range of the car, I turned to him and asked his real name.
  As we neared the water, he finally answered me.
	"Colton." He said to me, putting his glasses in his shirt pocket.  "What
should I call you when you're bobbing up and down on my cock?"
	Forward, wasn't he?
	"Happy?" I suggested, stepping up to him and unbuttoning his shirt.
	"Blissful is more like it."  He corrected, shirking the loosened garment.
"You haven't seen my stick."
	Gently, he pulled my head to him and placed his lips on mine.  His kiss was
tender and probing, his tongue sliding between my lips with an amazing grace
and style. I knew just from the kiss where Colby had gotten his suave moves
and I felt a little twinge of something for my absent boyfriend.  I felt
strong hands pulling me forward and stronger arms holding onto me as the
kiss deepened more.
	God -- did he know how to work his tongue!!
	"That alright?"  He asked when he'd ended the kiss.
	"More than."
	"So, how do you like it, Happy?"  He asked, his hands going to my shirt to
pull it up and over my head.  "Tender and sweet or rough and tumble?"
	"I'm strong enough for rough if that's what you like."
	"Dirty talk? Humiliation?"
	"I get off on dirty talk to be sure.  Not sure on the humiliation but I
don't crumble in with the new things."  I told him, unbuckling my belt and
stepping out of my jeans.  "Break me in, studly."
	He smiled at me and stripped off his pants, his eyes never leaving mine.
When he was naked, he settled down on the ground and briefly looked around
him at the swaying trees and back at me, taking in a deep breath as he did.
A healthy slab of meat stood between his legs and I noticed that the nice
patch of dark hair that covered his chest and lower stomach fanned out
beautifully around his dick and down his lower body, as well.  I smiled at
him when he nodded at my own dick.
	"Nice."  He said to me.  "You ever have one in your mouth, boy?"
	"Yes." I told him honestly.
	"Yes...Sir."  He corrected and I smiled at the game.  "You always refer to
your betters as `sir'."
	I nodded to him and felt a warm feeling spread over me that was more than
just the sunshine that covered us.  Mesmerized by the nice stalk of meat, I
watched as a thick drop of man swelled at the top and oozed slowly down the
side, crisscrossing a throbbing vein along the shaft before settling into
the trimmed pubic bush.  Colby had never seen what I was seeing.  The
mushroom head disgorged another pearl of sweetness and I licked my lips with
the wanting of it.
	With narrowed eyes, Colton looked at me and his smile was still warm -- but
dangerous.  "Come here, boy.  Come to me on your knees and kiss away this
wetness."
	Slowly, I sank to my knees and crawled through the sweet grass to where he
sat, his legs open and inviting.  I looked at him for a long second and did
as he told me, my tongue sliding slowly over his skin.  I didn't stop with
just one lick but slid my tongue along the head over and again before moving
to the ridge just under it.  I thought I would moan out loud when the
thickness under my tongue jerked and released another pearl of pre-cum.  I
pulled my tongue down over the thick vein and into his pubic bush before
heading back up to the tip.
	I lashed his cockhead with my tongue, trying to coax more of him out.  I
kissed the bloated head, narrowing my lips to take the head in my mouth.
	"Yeah, suck it now, Brock."  Colton said softly, easing his hands into my
hair.
	I dropped my bottom lip and sucked in the head, washing it thoroughly with
my tongue as it slipped slowly into my mouth.  I pushed forward, taking it
all in until I had my nose pressed against his body, pubic bush all around
my face!  Letting my tongue slide all along the underside, I eased back,
sucking as I went to create a firm vortex of suction.  Colton's hands
pressed a bit on my head and I decided to wait a bit before swallowing more
of him.
	"Tease."
	I slid down again, letting his stalk fill my mouth and he gasped a bit.
His masculine scent filled my nostrils this time as I deep-throated his
meat!  He actually shuddered as I came off him and I had to remember Colby
doing the same thing that afternoon in my yard.
	Colton began to rock his body forward then, filling my mouth.  His hands
clamped down on the back of my head and he started to slid in and out of my
mouth, using the ground for leverage of his narrow but thick frame.  I
started to make small gargling noises as he moved and panted against my
body.  It was sort of a thrill as he started to gasp and grunt, grind and
thrust himself against me.
	"Yes!" He hissed.  "Suck that cock, boy.  Take that prick in your mouth and
suck it for all you've got! Give me that mouth treatment! Suck my dick!"
	 And that did it!
	I turned into his own personal Hoover -- sucking and pulling at his meat
with my mouth, rubbing my hands all along his upper and lower body, circling
his hips and that dip in his back just above his ass, all the while, moving
my mouth up and down on him. My lips were greedy with lust as I sucked and
my cock throbbed mightily from between my own legs! I was thrilled with this
particular turn of events!  I wondered what Colby would say if he could see
me blowing his old man -- and what he would say when I told him about this
when he got home!
	"Oh, boy...that's good dick-drool, isn't it?" Colton said to me, pulling his
rod from my mouth and coaxing a pearl of cum from it.  "Taste it."
	I did as he said, sucking the pre-cum from the head.
	"Good stuff, huh?" He asked, rubbing the head against my face.  "And just
think, that's just a sample of the real thing.
	Colton leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine, drawing my head up a bit.
His lips caressed mine before letting his tongue slide into my mouth.  A
warmth flooded me as his hands took hold of my nipples and began working me
over with them.  I groaned into the kiss as it ended.  Coaxing me to my
feet, he took my dick in his hand and smiled up at me.
	"Care if I return the favor?"
	"Hell no." I said, hoping he'd put those lips on me.  "Please do."
	I was surprised as the sweet softness of his mouth took me in.  He was
gentle and slow as he swallowed me, easing his hands around my waist and
down to cup my ass perfectly.  When his mouth was full of dick, his hands
held tightly to me, kneading my flesh gently but firmly.  I was dizzy with
this whole scene but I wouldn't have stopped it for all the money in the
county!
	Colton mumbled something around my cock as he began to work his head back
and forth in a steady rhythm.  He was working his tongue back and forth over
the underside of my dick and it was making me crazy!  My hands snaked
through his thick, dark hair and I was pulling slightly on it to urge him
forward and push him back.  His slow pace of blowing me wasn't suiting me
but at the same time there was something nice about it...something that
reminded me of his son.
	From this angle, I could see the large bird on his back.  It was like a
phoenix rising, wings spread across his shoulders and the tail trailing down
his back.  It was very nicely done and must have taken quite a while to do.
There was no doubt this was the same guy we saw giving it to Kenneth Lehman
that night -- and on the porch of Colby's house when dropped him off.
	After a while, Colton released my cock and stood up.  Visually sizing me
up, he kissed each one of my nipples and the center of my throat before
taking my lips in his again.  I wondered what happened to rough as he gently
turned me around in his arms and began kissing along my shoulder-blades.
Not that I minded this treatment but I wouldn't have minded an occasional
"cum-sucker" or "slut-boy" like my father was so fond of dishing out to
Colby when my boyfriend serviced his ass-slicer!
	"Bend over," Colton said to me in a deep voice.  "Or get down on your knees
on the ground if you'd like.  Just spread those sweet apple-asscheeks for
me."
	"I don't want you to fuck me..." I blurted out, thinking of my dad.  "I
mean...I'm waiting for someone to...fuck me."
	Now, I really sounded pathetic.
	"I mean, I'm saving that for someone else...someone..." I started but couldn't
finish for fear of saying something even more stupid.
	"Just relax."
	So, I did what Colton told me to do and got down on my hands and knees in
front of him.  He let a long whistle escape his lips and I heard him
kneeling behind me on the ground.  His hairy legs scraped warmly and gently
against mine and I felt him slightly pushing mine apart.
	Strong hands roamed my ass, kneading in places and rubbing in others -- all
experimental.  Words of admiration for its size, shape and firmness were
said in low tones that sent shivers through me.  The only thing better would
have been if the words had come from my own father but this was hot in
itself.  I didn't mind at all when he spread my cheeks apart and told me how
"succulent" my "hot hole" was.  I think I even shivered with a kind of
delight at the words.
	A slithering tongue slipped into my pucker and I felt tremendous pleasure
inching its way up my spine.  A soft moaning sound came with it and I
thought I'd collapse from the sensations!  I moaned his name as Colton's
tongue went round and round my hole before going into it.  Leaning forward
to rest my head on my hands, I enjoyed the sensual massaging of my
asshole...and the warm stream of spit that ran along the crease of my ass and
along my balls.  Reaching through my legs, I ran a hand through it and began
to stroke my dick with it.
	The man was a consummate dick-sucker!  He wound his way around my rod like
a pro! Tongue working left and right, hands probing at my ass and tugging on
my balls at just the right moment and his lithe body moving expertly against
me in all the right places! A few of the things he did I could swear that
Colby had done them too but Colby said that he hadn't been with his Dad.
Could cock-sucking be genetic?
	"Awww, man!" I said, feeling the cum rising.  "It's gonna happen, dude!" I
told him, releasing his head out of respect and hoping he wasn't going to
stop right in the middle of it all.  "Keep sucking if you want the fill-up,
dude!"
	Apparently, by the way he gripped the backs of my legs and buried his head
in my crotch, that was precisely what he wanted!  I heard him make a choking
sound and then another that sounded like a moan before a long yell from
yours truly drowned him out!
My cum tore out of my rock-rod and exploded into his mouth!  I let the
primal sound that I'd been holding back loose and boy was it something to
hear!  I was willing to bet that the people in the next county heard me the
way it reverberated off the quarry walls.
	Colton swallowed all of it! His hands gripped me until my orgasm subsided.
Finally when I was able to breath again, he let his head move and his hands
released me.  Standing, he smiled at me, not saying a word.  Reaching out,
he took me by the back of the head and fastened his lips to mine!
	And filled my mouth with my warm spunk!
	I'd never snowballed before but the thought that he'd held my stuff in his
mouth and was now feeding it to me by way of a deep kiss was HOT!  I let it
sink into my head that he was feeding me my own cum and my cock twitched
against his body as he pressed himself against me.  His hands caught me up
and held me, his mouth working against mine, his tongue swabbing my mouth,
and I was blissfully spent all over!
	"That was delicious."  Colton said to me when he finally released me.
"Thank you for such a nice afternoon snack."
	"You're not really a police officer, are you?"  I asked him as he began to
pick up his clothes.  "I mean -- you look the part but something's not
right."
	"No," He relented.  "I'm not really a police officer but I do take the cars
into the next county to have them serviced and then I bring them back."
	"Servicing others along the way...like Kenneth Lehman." I added.
	"How do you know about Lehman?" He asked, a half-smile catching his bottom
lip.  "He kiss and tell already?"
	"Sort of." I answered, standing in the afternoon sun completely naked.  "Me
and my Dad were coming home and we -- "
	"I thought you looked familiar."  Colton said, walking up the small hill.
	"Yeah, we were the ones on the road that night."  I admitted, following him
into a small group of trees, heading out to the clearing.  "We sort of
stumbled on you guys."  I said, making sure I had grabbed all of my clothes.
	"I see."
	"It was pretty hot, what we saw.  Kenneth is a slut-man if I ever saw one."
	"That, he is."  Colton smiled.  "So, that guy you were with on the road the
other night was your father?"
	"Yes."
	"And he's the same guy that dropped my son off the other night." Colton
said, the smile never leaving his face.
	"Uh...yeah." I relented, not realizing he'd trapped me into telling him
exactly who I was without me knowing it.  "Your son's Colby, right?"
	"One of them, yes."  Colton said to me, spreading his shirt on the ground.
"And if your father was dropping off my son from an outing with himself and
Colby's new boyfriend, then you must be..."
	"Colby's boyfriend?" I offered.
	"Colby's boyfriend."
	"Guilty as charged." I said, wondering where this was going to go.  "Are
you mad at me over all this?"
	"Did you know who I was?"
	"Sort of...the bird tattoo was sort of telling."
	"It's a Phoenix." Colton corrected and his smile widened a bit.  "So, you
knew you were fucking around with your boyfriend's dad the whole time?"
	"Yep."
	"You're ballsy, I'll give you that." Colton smiled.  "So, Colby mess with
your pop?  That what brought all this on?"
	I watched his crotch and that nice piece of meat twitched.  It was an
interesting thing to see, this grown man talking to me about incestuous
activities and getting turned on by it all.
	"Well, it's sort of like that.  We all sort of messed around."
	"You and your father and my son?"
	"Uh...at the lake, yeah."
	"And so you thought you'd just bring me in on this?" Colton said and his
dick moved slightly in its nest of hair.  "Make us all just one happy
fuck-family?  You, me, your dad and my son?"
	"I guess you could say that's the end result but not really the plan." I
explained, still standing naked and looking down at Colby's handsome father.
  "I like to think that if we all ended up naked and boning each other that
it would be like a bonus to mine and Colby's beginning relationship."
	"Who says I would even like your dad? Or you, for that matter?"
	"Hey, everyone likes my dad...and I'm just as adorable."  I teased, hoping to
ease the slight tension, here.  "And I'm totally into your son...and so is my
dad."
	"I see."
	I couldn't gauge that response.  I wasn't sure what to make of "I see" when
it came to talking about someone else's son.  I wondered if Colby were
standing here telling my father this very thing, how it would happen.  Hell
-- that's a whole other fish kettle because my dad had told Colby to blow
him!  If the tables were reversed, this conversation wouldn't even be
happening.
	"So, your dad's been with my son?"
	"Uh...yeah." I said, thinking it was best to be truthful.  "By choice, not by
force."
	"Few people can force my son to do anything."  Colton said with a chuckle.
"He's definitely his own man and capable of making his own decisions."
	"Oh yes."
	"So, in order for us to all end up `boning each other', we're going to all
have to end up at the same place at the same time.  How is that going to be
possible?  I do have a wife, you know."
	"Colby said that you weren't like the typical man and wife."
	"Hell no, she's going to stop off and do her department store manager while
she's gone.  They've been fucking almost as long as Colby's been alive.
We're married because of the benefits to both of us and no other reason.
Hell, I don't even think we like each other." Colton volunteered, confirming
Colby's suspicions.  "It shouldn't be too hard to get away."
	"What about the Friday Colby comes back? You could come over to my house
and meet my dad, properly."
	"Sounds like a plan." He said, taking his cock in hand.  "So, about me not
fucking you...you saving that for someone special?" He said, stroking himself.
	"Sort of."
	"Your dad?"
	"Yeah." I told him, my face warming.  "I'm a perv, what can I say?"
	"Not really." Colton said, stroking himself openly with no pretense.  "I
think it's a hot thing, myself.  Colby hasn't ever let on that he'd like
that kind of thing so I just sort of stayed out of that area of our life."
	"You'd be surprised...but it's best he tell you."
	"So, what do I do about this?" He asked, indicating his hard-on.  "I have
another forty minutes before I have to get that car back...and you don't look
like you're in any hurry to get back.  Maybe you can take care of this for
me?"
	"Sure." I said, happily eyeing his oozing monster.  "But I have to ask --
why the uniform if all you do is taxi the cars back and forth?"
	"For my own protection.  I can't dress like a citizen driving a cop car,
now can I?" He said, thumbing the head and stringing the cum out and down
the base.  "Now, what about if you and I get down to getting me off?"
	I knelt on the ground in front of Colton and looked up into his eyes.  They
were on fire and so was I.  My dick had sprouted again and I stroked it as I
leaned forward and put my mouth on the thing that made my boyfriend!
	"Yeah, suck, boy!" Colton said, holding my head.  "Swallow that rod good
and deep so I can fill your gullet with my cum!"
	Now THIS was more like it!  The talking, the forceful holding of my head
and the slight bucking of Colton's hips as I swallowed his meat -- that was
more of what I thought would happen here.  The prick between my lips swelled
and I felt hands clamped around the back of my head.  I moaned my approval
at my treatment as he forced me forward.  My face was slammed down on his
meat and then pulled up quickly.  My lips settled into an "O" and I began
sucking with every upward pull, pulling his cockhead hard against my lips
and bringing him just that much closer to cumming.
	"Fuck yeah!" Colton moaned, arching his hips up as he pulled my head down
quickly. "I'm close, Brock! Just keep doing what you're doing there! I'm
going to fucking blow your head off with this load! Get ready, boy!"
	I was ready! If he was anything like Colby, he would fill me full!  I felt
his sweet, smooth balls rapping against my chin and I smelled the keen smell
of sweat as I swallowed time and again!  He kept on swearing, the words
getting more broken as he went on.  I knew that he was as close as I'd been
earlier when our positions were reversed.  My hand moved on my own dick as I
sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, waiting for my daddy-reward.
	"Oh goddamn!" Colton said, his body arching madly.  "Here it is, Brock, my
boy! Here's what you've been waiting for!!"
	And with those magic words, Colton filled my mouth on the first shot of his
juicy delivery!  His second slipped out of my mouth and ran down my chin and
the third just sort of added to the first.  It was sweet and bitter at the
same time, salty and sugary with manliness and I gulped down every bit of
it!
	"Awww, fuck that was good!" Colton said, standing and beginning to dress.
"You've got a mouth to die for, baby."  He said, buckling his belt.
	"Thanks." I told him, opting to sit here in the shade, naked, for a while
longer.  "So, I'll see you on Friday?"
	"If there's more of that waiting for me, you can count on it, B-boy."
	I laughed at this.
	"Colby calls me that." I explained.
	"I see."
	"So, I'll see you on Friday." I said to him.  "Would you do me a huge
favor?" I asked, an idea striking me.
	"If I can."
	"Would you wear a black jockstrap?" I asked, visualizing what he might look
like in this particular athleticwear.  "If it's not too much trouble."
	"Hell no." He said with a smile, dressed now.  "I think that might be one
of the hottest requests I've ever gotten.  I'll see you Friday -- jock and
all."
	I watched him go and thought of Colby coming home and being there at my
house waiting for all this between our dads to go down.  I wondered what he
would say when I told him what had happened today and what was to happen on
Friday.  Even as I finished myself off in long strokes, I wondered what my
father would say when he came home with the three of us waiting for him --
ambushing him into a sexual encounter.  It was going to be something NONE of
us could forget, I thought, as I came again -- all over my stomach and pubic
hair.
	"Oh boy -- Friday's going to be hot." I said aloud as I cleaned the stuff
off my fingers and searched around for my clothes.  "I can't wait to get
home and get things set up.  I want to remember this for a long time to
come."