Date: Sat, 24 Mar 2007 08:57:12 +0000
From: xangel.author@gmail.com
Subject: Chalice Men (END)

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This story is completely fictional.  Any similarities to people and events
that have happened is purely coincidental.  Remember that the people in
this story are fictional, so the fact that they aren't using condoms does
not mean you shouldn't.  Play safe.

If you have any questions or comments, please email me at
xangel@hotmail.com

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	Elias Chalice looked from his brother to his towel-clad nephew, Michael
to
his nude nephew and removed his shirt.  He was thickly hairy like Franklin
but without the piercings.  Robert knew this body well and had to keep from
drooling.
	Michael went into the bedroom and Franklin followed, telling them they
would be getting the bed ready and for Robert to show his uncle where
everything was.  When they had gone, the two men stood facing one another
for a long while, Elias looking his nephew up and down like a starving man
presented with a buffet.  He smiled and Robert smiled back, turning
deliberately and heading back into the bathroom, his ass like a magnet for
his uncle.
	"Fuck!" Robert swore as they were alone in the bathroom together,
both
pressed tightly against the door of the small room.  "I want you to fuck my
ass right now, Elias!" He said in a silent whisper.  "When dad first told us
you were coming, I started thinking about how you could fuck me at least one
good time.  I want you bad, you big dicked bastard! I'd love for you to fuck
my ass...fuck it NOW!" He rasped, clawing at the front of his uncle's thick
pants.
	"Shut the fuck up, you dirty fuck-whore." Elias said, taking hold of
Robert's wrists.  "Your dad's gonna hear you and we'll catch holy hell over
it."
	"Bullshit." Robert returned, falling into his favorite roll with his
uncle,
the one he'd been playing for over two years, foul-mouthed, rebellious punk
who was hot for cock.  "What the hell do you think dad and Michael are doing
right now? Dad's probably got little brother pinned to the headboard with
his prick."
	"No fucking way." Elias returned, shedding his pants and finally
standing
naked.
	"Well, we haven't been baking cookies up here waiting for you to get
here."
	The hairy man went to turn the shower on and stepped inside, the water
heating quickly.  Robert stepped in after him and pulled the curtain.  His
hands found the long meat between his uncle's legs and began working it into
hardness.  It didn't take much until Elias was rock-solid and oozing.
	"Do it." Robert said, bringing his left leg up to hook onto his
uncle's
waist.  "I haven't had that sweet meat in almost a week. Fuck my ass with it
you family-fucking perv. Fuck me good with that cock!"

	Michael snuggled against his father, his fingers curling the thick
chest
hair.  Franklin's arm rested on his shoulders and the two of them lay
against one another, just feeling the heat they generated. Michael's other
fingers played in the thick, pubic curls, twirling and pulling at them with
the same restlessness.  Franklin's cock was thick against his stomach but he
knew he was going to wait.  He let his son play with him, the feelings going
through him like little lightning forks of pleasure.
	"Is Robert `oming to `ed?" Michael asked and Franklin nodded.  "I
`ant `im
to do it again."
	Franklin sat up and looked at his son.  He took in the slimness of the
face, the fullness of the lips and the questioning way those beautiful eyes
held him and the way the blond hair fell over his face.  Leaning forward,
his kissed his son and slid his fingers into that hair to hold his face
still.  The kiss deepened and there it was, that sound that Michael made
when he was excited, that little moan. Franklin's already hard cock jumped
at the sound.
	"Are you alright with this?" He asked when they'd parted.
	"Uncle Elias has been coming with us on these trips for a long time."
Michael signed, rather than said.  "He's family."
	"And we all know what that means.  Now that all of us are boning one
another, he's going to ask you to join in." Franklin said to him, vocalizing
and glad that his son couldn't hear the fear in his voice.  "You don't have
to.  Elias plays rough, son. I don't want him to hurt you. Either of my
boys."

	"Yeah," Robert rasped, his face pressed tightly against the wall of
the
shower, warm water pouring over it and along his body as his ass was speared
over and again.  "Fuck me, Elias...use my ass for your dick-sleeve! Fuck me
good you son of a bitch! Use my whore-ass to make your cock feel good! Do
it!"
	Elias was braced with one foot on either side of the boy in front of
him.
His large, hairy body moved in a deliciously brutalizing rhythm, his cock
spreading open the hole in front of him, his balls slapping against the
cheeks of the same.  His hands were on the wall above, providing balance
while the foul-mouthed, muscular form of his nephew took each entry with
pleasure and every exit with pity.  The two of them were a well-lubed
machine, Elias fucking furiously and Robert taking every stroke with a
well-placed moan or crude remark that fueled his uncle's passion all the
more.
	Robert's body was crammed into the small space and held in place by
the
sheer bulk of his uncle.  He was pressed against the wall of the shower and
his ass was taking a beating that made him tingle from head to toe.  This
was what he had done so many times before on the "morning runs" -- had his
ass fucked to hell and back in the ranger's station by this very same man.
Uncle Elias fucked him regularly every other Monday and had been for the
past three years.
	"Tight fucking hole, boy."
	"Yeah...keep stretching it, fucker. Slide that sweet-meat into me
harder you
fucking pig-bastard.  I want it so deep I taste it when you cum -- now FUCK
that ass!" Robert instructed in harsh whispers, his hands working his own
hard prick as the water ran over his face.  He was close and getting closer
the harder his hole was used.
	"Close, boy?"
	It was like Elias read his mind, Robert thought as the gruff voice
edged
into his head alongside the water and erotic feelings and fingers digging
into his ballsac to urge his load to the surface.  His hand worked still as
he felt strong hands sliding along his ass and up around his waist to hold
him tightly and he knew what was coming, next.  He felt his feet rise off
the tiled floor as the mighty bulk of his uncle's meat buried itself in him
twice more, then three and four times more...pushing his cum to the head of
his cock in a rush that made him moan aloud like a bull mating!
	"Oh CUM in me you FUCKER!" he screamed, not caring that his voice
carried
through the small room and out into the cabin. "Dick me good and hard,
mother FUCKER!" He said, bracing for the rush of man-cream he was soon to
get -- even as he spewed the wall with his own until it ran in thick globs
over his fist and dripped onto the floor. "JESUS..."
	"Hold it in, boy!" Elias said through clenched teeth as he held
Robert's
slim body to him.  "Clamp those muscles down on me, boy! DO it...here it
cums!"
	The hairy man held tight to his nephew as his orgasm swamped them both.
The first volley bolted into Robert's ass and he felt it slime his insides.
The second wasn't as forceful but the third made up for it and the fourth
sort of joined the others before sliding out of the well-used hole it was
deposited into.  He moaned deeply as Elias moved in deeper, forcing his cock
fully and completely inside to finish emptying his load.  Robert moaned
again at the movement and turned his head to take his uncle's mouth and
tongue when it was gently offered.
	"You really get me off good, Robert."
	"You're not so bad, yourself."
	"You know your father heard you." Elias said, rubbing the newly
pierced boy
as they stood in the shower.
	"Hell -- with all the family fucking going on this weekend, he's
bound to
find out about us sooner or later. It might as well be now."
	"So, you done your old man, yet?"
	"No. You?" Robert asked, feeling the softening cock sliding.
	"Done my old man? Sure. Since I was thirteen." Elias said, soaping
his
nephew and himself.  "Frank did him at sixteen. Late bloomer."
	"You and dad did granddad?" Robert asked, turning in the spray of the
shower.
	"All the time." Elias said with a smile.  "Just like you buggers are
going
to start doing, I suspect, now that the genie is out of the bottle."

	"I think your brother just got what he's wanted for some time, now."
Franklin said to Michael as he let his wilting cock slip from his son's
cum-filled hole, allowing Michael to let his legs fall from around his waist
as well.  "He should be slightly happier tonight, I think."
	Michael caught his breath and found the creamy mess he'd made on his
stomach, smearing his fingers through the stuff and lightly smearing it on
his father's lips, coating them thickly with the stuff.  He smiled as he
tasted his own stuff, himself.
	Franklin leaned down and kissed Michael, sure to smear the stuff all
over
his son's lips so that he could taste it, too.  The kiss deepened as
Franklin held his son to him, pressing their chests together tightly and
digging his piercings in delightfully against the younger's chest.
	"You feel better, baby?" He asked and Michael nodded.  "Daddy dick
that
sweet ass like you like it?" He asked, nuzzling his son's neck as his son
nodded again.
	"Now that's sweet."
	Elias and Robert entered the room and Franklin turned onto his side in
the
bed.  He let his cradle-hold on Michael slip as Robert rounded the side of
the bed and slipped under the covers beside his brother.  Elias stood at the
end of the bed and regarded them all with a smile.
	"Looks like a fuck-family portrait." He said with a teasing tone.
	"Just need you in the middle." Robert quipped and Franklin shot his
oldest
a look that conveyed surprise and a bit of a shock.  "Tell him, you know
you're dying to."
	"Robert and I have been fucking." Elias said, crawling up onto the
bed, his
burly body casting a dark shadow on the coverlet.  "Ferociously...frequently."
	"I gathered." Franklin told him with a glance to his son.
	"You don't understand." Robert said with concern.  "We've been
fucking
every Monday morning when I go for my runs.  Uncle Elias has been royal
putting it to me for the last three years."
	Franklin looked from Robert to Elias and shortly to Michael, who was
taking
it all in.  Franklin nodded a bit, letting it sink in what was being said to
him and he felt it was time for him to be equally as honest.
	"Michael and I have been intimate together for almost as long.  We
just
didn't know exactly how to come out with it and I didn't want it to affect
us in any way." He said to his brother and son.  "This is a CHOICE that
you're making -- that we are NOT making you adhere to." He added, looking to
his sons.
	"We want this to, Dad." Robert told him, then.  "You know we do.
Hell,
we're the ones that came onto you guys.  We've always known you were the
hottest cocks we'd ever known.  We wanted you both from early on and I think
you know that."
	"Boy's dicks don't lie, Frank." Elias said as he nodded toward
Robert's
growing hard-on, himself still moving panther-like up the bed.  "Speaking
of, I think they need some attention."
	He loped his way to be on all fours over Michael, who watched him like
he
was entranced. Michael had always thought his uncle an attractive guy but
now, as he knelt over him like this, there was something surprisingly
animalistic about him that the young man felt drawn to.  Smiling at his
uncle, Michael took the hardening meat between his legs and waved it,
brushing the head through the curls on his uncle's stomach and pubic area,
stringing both with silvery precum.
	"Want something, Michael?" Elias asked with a devilish grin and a
sparkle
to his eye.  "You need to ask me nicely."
	Cleverly, Michael leaned up and slid his hands along the broad
shoulders
that covered him and along the expanse of hairy chest to find the nipples
hidden in the thick stuff where he pulled expertly and began twisting them
in his fingers.  His mouth covered his uncle's and his tongue slipped
effortlessly between the lips he found there.  Once inside his uncle's
mouth, the young guy dueled beautifully with the oral inhabitant and after a
long, wet moment, he rested himself back on the bed.
	"I'd say that qualifies." Elias told him, looking into his face and
speaking to him as if they were the only two in the room.  "We'll start with
the mouth first and work our way down, how about that?"
	Michael nodded and licked his lips.
	Elias' body slid up along the smooth young man's.  He planted his
knees in
the boy's armpits and rested his thick snake on Michael's waiting lips,
letting the younger decide when and how to take it.  His thick hand caressed
Michael's face and slid to the studs in his ears to finger them, lightly.
	Michael opened his mouth and let the domed head of his uncle's thick
cock
slip into it.  His tongue slid effortlessly along the underside and down the
shaft as he moved his head forward to take what he could in this position.
There was nothing to this act that brought him any discomfort, as he'd done
it many times with his father and had learned to angle his head in just the
right way to get maximum length in minimum space.  His hands found hard
nipples again and he tugged as he swallowed more of the cock offered to him
by his bear of an uncle.
	"Ah, Mikey. I think he likes it."  Elias crooned, lost in the
eroticism of
the moment.  "I think he likes uncle `lias cock in his throat."
	The man leaned forward on the bed and began to slide his hips forward,
slipping more of himself into the offered mouth.  Soon, he was slow-fucking
his nephew, moving his cock in and out of the boy's mouth at a beautifully
erotic pace that both of them seemed happy with.  Michael's hands had moved
to the hairy ass that bobbed up and down and began to squeeze and knead with
his hands.  Elias moaned heavily as his cock was taken deeper and deeper
with every thrust of his hips.  It was heaven for him to experience this
mouth on his dick.  The only thing better would have been to have Robert's
expert tongue sliding along the crack of his ass and his own brother's cock
in his mouth.  Hell, why not, he thought.
	"Hey Frank, swing that dick over this way, will ya? I'm hungry." He
said to
his brother, who stood on the bed and moved into position.  "Rob, what say
you put that sweet mouth to some use on my hot hole while all this goes on,
huh?"
	Robert did what he was told and moved silently but swiftly behind his
uncle, straddling his brother's prone form.  Running his hands alongside
Michael's, he opened his uncle's hairy cleft and breathed in the dark,
delicious scent that had accumulated since their shower together.  He kissed
the dark ring and licked around the edges of it several times before
committing his mouth to it, fastening himself on the hole and driving his
tongue deep into it several times, making his uncle moan deep in his body.
	Sensing what was going on, Michael took hold of the cheeks he'd been
caressing and pulled, opening his uncle for his brother's searching tongue,
all the time, wishing it was his own dark recess his brother plumbed with
his mouth.  Robert was still new to fucking around with him and Michael held
out hope that it wouldn't be long until they'd get down to that.  It would
be something to look forward to -- Robert rimming him for hours until he
came.  So much to explore with Robert, he thought to himself.
	Elias moved his mouth forward and tightened his lips, the action making
his
brother hold tightly to his shoulders to steady himself with the intensity
of pleasure that caused.  They knew one another intimately and knew what
made the other happy.  Elias' mouth slid forward slowly, sucking as he went
so that by the time he buried his nose in his brother's thick, curled pubic
hair, Franklin was quaking with pleasure and moaning slightly at the
feelings it encouraged.  The two men held to one another and Elias repeated
his gesture before settling into a slow, easy rhythm that was nothing like
what his nephew was doing to him.
	Michael's mouth slurped along his uncle's cock, his tongue slipping
along
the same as he tried to please with both. His small moans were making his
uncle's hips buck and his mouth was doing more than that.  As he gripped his
uncle's muscled ass, he occasionally felt the moistness of his brother's
tongue, licking and swirling around the pinkness he found, there.
	For long moments, they pleased one another.  Brother on brother, uncle
on
nephew, nephew on uncle, until they had teased one another sufficiently.  As
it had been Elias that had started this little dance, it was only fitting it
be he that changed the pace of the evening as he slid himself off of
Michael's prone body, Robert's still-working tongue and Franklin's dripping
dick.
	"Okay, now, we're going to pick partners." He said with a smile at
his own
brother before looking down at Michael and the pale face flushed with
excitement, ringed by matted, sweat-soaked gold.  "Baby brother, you're
mine."  He said to the boy.  "Then we'll see how we end up together."
	Without waiting for Michael to move, Elias scooped him up in his arms
and
took him to the other side of the bed.  Grabbing two pillows from the
headboard of the bed, he tossed them into the floor and put them under
Michael's head.  Kneeling down over the boy, he brought his nephew up into
his arms and licked the boy's lips from the top one into the corner and
along the bottom one into that corner, as well.  Michael moaned and opened
his mouth, accepting the thick tongue that entered.  They kissed like this,
hands exploring naked bodies, mouths doing the same.
	When the kiss ended, Elias took his nephew's hand and closed the
slender
fingers over his thick shaft of meat, letting his nephew feel it pulse.  He
smiled and moved his lips carefully as he spoke.
	"I'm going to fuck you, Michael.  I'm going to slide my meat up into
your
hot hole and you're going to ride me good and long."  He said, still
smiling.  "You like that, baby boy? You like to be fucked?"
	Michael nodded, transfixed by the words and the pulsing prick in his
hand.
	"Can I taste it?" Michael asked, careful to make the sounds of the
words as
best he could as he spoke.  "Maybe a `ittle `aste?" He asked, the last
consonants falling away in his lustful preoccupation.
	"Oh yeah, baby."
	Elias moved back and Michael moved onto his knees, his fingers leaving
the
dick only long enough to resituate himself.  He opened his lips and slid a
warm tongue across the tip of his uncle's cock. Elias moaned and tweaked his
nipples, pulling at the skin as if it were a type of rubber band.  He sighed
deliciously as Michael licked the shaft, tongued his balls and returned to
slob the head again.  The boy's tongue was a hot wand of movement. Elias
bent his cock as Michael's tongue slipped beneath it, rubbing it on the
boy's face.
	Michael's mouth covered the head a bit and slid down onto the shaft
after
mouthing it for a while.  He pushed and soon, the thing slid down his throat
easily and his face was buried in the pubic bush that was a thicket of
sweaty man-scent.  The boy's eyes closed as he let the cock pulse in his
throat for long moments.
	"Oh, honey..." Elias said, his hand going behind him to cup his ass
and pull
at the thick buttock.  "I could take you home with me!" he said, letting one
of his thick fingers inch into his tight asshole as his nephew sucked his
cock like a starving man at a buffet.
	On the bed, Robert moved purposefully toward his father, crawling
toward
him until he was hovering over the thick prick he was looking for.  He let
his head drop slowly and took the thing into his mouth and his cock jumped a
bit when his father let out a long, slow moan.
	"What does that do to you, Dad?" Robert asked, stroking his father's
meat
with his hand.  "To see your baby go down on another man? What does that
make you feel??"
	Franklin looked down, allowing himself a momentary shiver of delight at
the
sight of his distant-son holding his cock after so long. There was something
to this question that needed answering but not like this.  In an
uncharacteristic move on his part, Franklin took hold of his son and flipped
him onto his back, covering the boy with his own body.  Without preamble, he
hooked both of Robert's legs onto his arms and reached into the drawer
beside the bed for lube that he wordlessly smeared onto Robert's open and
waiting asshole.
	"Want to know how it feels to see my baby suck another man's cock?"
He
asked with a smile at his older son.  "Just hold onto something, boy."
	Robert felt his father moving into him with little delicacy.  He
reached up
and took hold of the headboard as his father pushed his solid cock fully
into his waiting ass.  He heard his own breath being sucked in as he was
filled.  Robert looked through the "V" of his legs to where his father's
tight abdomen was framed and watched it contract as he began working back
and pushing forward, driving a thick wedge of cock into his ass.  Robert
moaned his enjoyment of this and watched his father's face contort with
effort as he began to work harder.
	With his son's legs still hooked over his arms, Franklin leaned
forward and
kissed Robert, sliding his tongue into the mouth that waited for it.  He
sucked on the wedge of tongue and worked his hips back and forth, the lube
making gentle squishing noises as he found a nice fucking rhythm.
	"That's what it does to me." Franklin said as he held onto his
son's legs
and pistoned his hips back and forth.  "It gets me hot to see Michael taking
my brother and loving what he's doing." He went on, increasing his rhythm
but not the force.  "Michael loves cock and he loves his uncle -- he's
enjoying this!"
	As if on cue, Michael moaned his enjoyment of his uncle's cock and
Elias
echoed the sentiment.  The two of them began to moan in unison then and both
Franklin and Robert looked over to see a nice, steady mouthfucking of uncle
and nephew.  Franklin found a sexual charge in this and held Robert's legs a
little tighter to him as he leaned down and kissed his son.  Their tongues
met and swirled around one another until Robert was groaning as Michael
groaned but the fucking didn't stop.
	"Want to let me fuck you, Mickey?" Elias said and Franklin's head
turned
toward his younger son.  The two were looking at one another.
	Michael didn't spare his father a glance as he slowly nodded his
ascension.
Elias took the boy's face in his hands, speaking slowly.
	"It's not going to be easy like your father. I fuck hard, Michael.
Are you
sure you want that?"  He said, a gentleness in his voice Robert seldom
heard.
	Michael nodded again and his uncles moved him onto his knees, facing
the
bed -- and his father.
	Franklin resisted the urge to touch his son.  Instead, he let Robert's
legs
drop from his arms and pulled his older son around on the bed so that he
faced his brother.  The two boys looked at one another for a long moment
before Robert leaned in and let his arms drape around his sibling's
shoulders.  They kissed lightly and then exchanged tongues as the kiss
deepened.
	"It's gonna hurt, Michael." Robert told his brother softly.  "But
it's a
delicious pain; trust me, little brother.  He's gonna light up your ass so
good."
	Michael nodded and kissed his brother again.
	Franklin and Elias lined their cocks up almost as if they were the same
person.  When one of the older Chalice brothers brought the head of his cock
into position, the other did the same and when they entered the younger
Chalice brothers, there were moans of pleasure from all four men in the
room.  It was a cacophony of passion that reached up to the cabin's rafters
and spilled out around the room.  Elias, however, didn't stop with the first
few inches of his meat as his brother did.  He filled Michael's hole from
tip to base and the boy's cry of surprise was happily mingled with pleasure.
Robert was slightly envious as he watched the play of emotion on his
brother's face but knew his father would oblige his hungry hole if he
wriggled his hips a bit. He felt his father respond to him and fill his
hole.  He reached back and pulled his left asscheek to allow for deeper
penetration.  There was no disappointment when he felt the thick piece
withdraw and slam fully into him.
"Oh dad..." Robert moaned, letting his head fall forward onto Michael's
shoulder.  "That's the stuff, you big-dicked fucker."  He said, losing
himself a bit.  "Goddamn, fuck me hard."
A little stunned, Franklin looked to Elias, who held his son's hips and
smiled.  "The boy's a fuck-freak. Mouth like a sewer when you get him
full-up with cock." He told his brother, watching his nephews writhe on the
meat-skewers they each had up their asses.  "Don't let him fool you,
either...he likes the rough stuff just fine."
Michael moaned as Elias began to pull out of him and whimpered as his uncle
slammed home.  Reaching out his arms, he held onto his brother's solid form,
feeling Robert's body hard against his own and taking sensual comfort in
that.  The tingle of pain was intense but was fading slightly as his uncle
stirred his asshole.  He closed his eyes against the unpleasant and held
onto the passionate rush.
"Don't hurt him, Elias." Franklin said, leaning onto his son's back to get
closer to his brother.
"You don't get it do you, Frank?" Elias answered with a half-smile and
another solid thrust of his hips.  "He wants to be hurt.  That's what this
is all about."
It was with this last statement that Elias took Michael by his mane of blond
hair and began to savagely fuck the boy, not caring if his brother approved
of his rough treatment of his son.  Looking only at the sweat-soaked back of
the boy-man he had his cock buried in, Elias fucked long and hard into the
hole that took it.  His other hand held firm to the sweat-slick hips that
rocked back toward him and his smile widened.  Michael was a cock-hound
after all, it seemed.
"Oh yeah..." he began to half-chant as he moved.  "His ass isn't shying
away,
at all, Frank.  He wants the prick-pain of my cock."
Michael's eyes were still closed, his mouth open and his hands still clamped
to his brother's body.  Robert's hands found their way off the bed and onto
his brother's lithe figure, creating a flesh-bridge between the Chalice men
that fucked them.  Franklin matched his brother stroke for stroke,
assaulting his older son's willing ass and welcoming the moans that came
with the action.  Elias watched his brother and his nephews and his cock
jumped with the sensation.  He knew that deep down, they'd all waited for
this and now that it was finally here, they were all fucking loving it!
His hand released Michael's hair and the boy's head fell forward onto
Robert's shoulder and Elias took firm hold of his hips.  It was time to
really give him what he'd wanted.  The man began long, deep thrusts that
jarred his nephew from head to foot.  Michael began to moan and whimper
intermediately and Elias smiled.  This was what the little fucker had wanted
from the moment he'd walked into the room.  Let him have his tender loving
moments with Daddy Dearest, Uncle `lias was going to rear-rape his sweetness
until he couldn't walk for a week.
Fingers reddened the flesh of his ass and Michael moaned, tears of pain
mingled with them.  His ass was alive with the pain of the fucking he was
getting but also with a pleasure he'd not known with his father and only
briefly with his brother.  Robert's head against his shoulder was a comfort.
  Michael opened his eyes and looked up at his father.
Franklin saw his younger's eyes and saw a desire in them.  He HAD wanted
this and he'd wanted it exactly as it was playing out.  He smiled and
through the haze of pained pleasure, his son smiled back.  Robert moaned
then and Franklin set his jaw firmly, taking hold of the wild hips that
drove his cock deeper and laid in a new course -- to make the foul language
spew again.  It hardened his cock that much more.
"Fuck, dad! Fuck!"  Robert spiked.
"Yeah, son...daddy's fucking that ass, isn't he?"
"Yeah, daddy..." Robert parroted blissfully.  "Harder, daddy...like
Michael...fuck
me hard like Michael.  Own me like you own him. Prick that ass good,
Daddy...fuck me!"
Father obliged son, quaking the two of them with the power of the resulting
thrusts.  Robert moaned louder, releasing another stream of obscenities.
"Goddamn, motherfucking cock-pounding bastard! Fuck that boy-ass with your
meat! Cum in my hole, daddy! Fill it up, fucker!"
This was hotter than he'd thought possible. The older Chalice propped a leg
up beside Robert to brace himself and began to pound harder into the boy's
ass.  This added a slight depth difference that Robert felt and moaned
again, coaxing his father deeper.  Franklin dug his fingers into the meat of
the boy's ass and used it to elevate his penetration.  Robert moaned again
and began to beg to be fucked harder, still.  "Harder, daddy," became his
motto, even as his hole clamped and hugged his father's invading cock.
Franklin gave him what he wanted, harder and harder until he was afraid he'd
bruise the boy but still Robert moaned for more.
Reaching under him, Franklin took Robert's nipples in his hands and pulled
hard on them, thrilling the boy.  He bit into Robert's shoulder once and
told him in scorching whispers that he was close to cumming.
"Do it, daddy!" Robert said, his voice whimpering with an adult need.  "Cum
in my asshole. Deep in it...cum for me, daddy!"
Robert's knees dug into the bed to keep from being shoved off of the side as
his father fucked him.  He hung onto Michael, who's young body was held in
place by the steady dicking his Uncle Elias was giving him.
Elias plowed into the boy beneath him and took hold of Michael's hair again.
  Pulling roughly, he forced Michael's eyes to lock with Franklin's and it
was then that a roar tore through the room, just as cum, hot and frothy,
tore from his cock to fill the boy's tight asshole.
Michael felt every pulse of the prick that filled him and groaned loudly as
his uncle came, thrilling Elias further.
"Dad..." Michael said, lust for his father stronger than it had been before.
"Its...so...'ood!" He said with a deep groan on the last word.
"Cum, daddy!" Robert coaxed and it was like a button was pressed.
Franklin's cock throbbed mightly and released a torrent of cum inside his
older son like a small Biblical flood.  Still twisting Robert's nipples, he
thrust farther forward and let the cum empty in spurts.  Still locked with
Michael's eyes, he came deep into the boy's brother and loved every
pleasurable moment of it.
Holding his son's heaving chest, Franklin pulled Robert back and against his
own body.  His hand slipped from the boy's nipples to his crotch, taking
balls and swollen cock in hand, toying with both of them and pulling each
with intensity.
"Suck him, Mickey." Elias said, knowing he couldn't be heard but directing
the youngest Chalice's face toward Robert's prick.  "Eat that brother cum.
Nothing like it."
Letting his cock slip easily from the hot slot, Elias pushed Michael's face
onto Robert's cock and was pleased when the boy's mouth did what it was
meant to do.  He closed the distance between the four of them, straddling
Michael's body and grabbing his own brother's neck to hold him still.
"Is there?" Elias asked before pressing his lips firmly to his sibling's.
The older men kissed for long moments, tongues gliding along one another,
sighs escaping into the room, moans mingled with groans of wanting, even as
Michael's slurping noises accented it all.
"That's hot, you know?" Elias said just as Robert uttered a small cry that
told them all what was happening.  "Your little boy's taking his brother's
load right now, just like we did when we were kids."
"You mean like we did last week, you fucker." Franklin said, licking his
brother's lower lip and smiling.
"Wanna taste me, Dad?" Robert asked as he helped Michael onto the bed.
"Feed them both, baby brother." He told his sibling, who hadn't opened his
mouth since taking Robert's load.
Elias was first, kissing the younger Chalice and drinking some of Robert's
sweet honey from Michael's perfect lips.  He savored the taste before
offering it to Franklin, who took the warm, salty stuff eagerly.  Michael
kissed his uncle again, giving him more of Robert's cum.  Elias repeated the
gesture and again, Franklin took his son's second-swallowed load and savored
it before swallowing.  Finally, Michael turned to Robert on the bed and fed
the last of the load to him.  Robert took his own spunk, swallowing the
stuff as it was fed to him by his younger brother.
"That's fucking beautiful, boy." Elias said with a smile as he moved onto
the bed, squeezing Michael in between himself and Robert and Robert in
between Michael and their father.  "That kind of sharing is what family is
all about."
The four of them moved onto the bed, fully.  Michael went to his father, who
wrapped him in protective, gentle arms and kissed him delicately before
bringing him to the mattress on his side.  Robert greeted his uncle with a
passionate kiss, deep-probing tongue and plenty of groping before laying on
his side beside the large man.  The younger boys faced one another, Michael
playing with his brother's nipples and watching the older's dick jump with
every pull.  Franklin lay behind his younger son, his right arm extended to
curl in his brother's hair.  Elias looked over Robert's head into Franklin's
eyes and smiled.
"You know right now, some church bitty's railing about exactly what we're
doing right here." He said with a wicked curl to his lower lip.
"You know, right now, I could give a fuck." Franklin replied, his leg
parting Michael's.  "Right now, I want to see my son's kiss, fondle, or fuck
and I want you to get over here and feed me that tongue."
"Sweet pillow talk, Frankie." Elias said, pushing Robert over as he moved
toward his brother.  "We really are just one big fucking family." He said,
kissing Franklin, fondling Robert and wedging his leg between Michael's
already parted legs.  "Good thing with all the horny dick and ass we have
between us all."
The four of them slowly moved on one another, Elias being the instigator.
It was his body that pushed Robert closer to Michael, wedging his dick
against the youngest Chalice man's cock.  This pushed Michael's always
willing ass back against his father's always willing cock and with a little
maneuvering, the two fit well together.  Upon this union, Elias let his own
prick part Robert's cheeks and they all began to move in a family unison,
Elias pushing in, forcing Robert to slide against Michael, who pushed back
onto his father, who pinched and pulled the boy's nipples. Elias bit
Robert's shoulders, causing the boy to groan against his brother's neck,
causing Michael to clamp down on the cock in his ass, making Franklin pull
harder on the boy's nipples.
"Baby boy, daddy's cumming." Elias told Robert in a deep, throaty voice.
"Take my load, boy.  Take it for me." He said, raising Robert's leg to
maximize his penetration.  "Are you close, boy?" He asked.
"Oh yeah." Robert answered, his cock throbbing against Michael's.  "I'm
cumming, Michael...you close, baby?"
The youngest whimpered deliciously, his chest a tortured pleasure plate as
his father never let up with the pulling and twisting of his boyish nipples.
  He watched Robert's silver rings glint in the light, wishing he had them
in his mouth.  The friction of his brother's cock against his own was
coaxing his load slowly but surely to the top of his leaky mushroom head.
He was going to cum soon, too.
"Daddy...do it in me..." Michael said lustily, pushing against his father.
Franklin's hands stayed on his son's chest but his cock tensed and throbbed
as it prepared to unleash its load.  When this happened, he roared his
release, feeling the delicious dam of restraint bursting and his seed
filling his son's ass again.  He looked between them and saw the white cream
bubbling out from around his cock and running along his son's ass.  It was a
beautiful thing to watch, indeed.
"Oh man..." Elias moaned, his cock being held tightly by Robert's clenching
cheeks.  "Chain fucking with family is one hot experience."
Franklin laughed, holding onto Michael as he felt his cock slip out.  Gentle
fingertips grazed his son's tender nipples, delighting in Michael's
shivering as he stimulated him.  As he was about to suggest they switch
places, the phone beside the bed rang and he turned away long enough to
answer it.  One hand still worked his son's chest.
"This is he." He said into the phone.  "That's great news.  Absolutely.
Yes, I'll be back by Tuesday.  Thanks for the phone call! Talk to you soon.
Bye."  He followed up, replacing the phone at the end of the call.  "That
was my attorney.  The company we've been in court with has settled out of
court. The amount is VERY generous."
Michael turned to look at his father, who repeated what he'd said so that
Michael would understand the sudden smiles on the faces of the others.
Franklin took his son's face in his hands and kissed him gently.  When the
kiss ended, he smiled.
"Baby, I've called a doctor in Atlanta who specialized in the type of injury
that caused your hearing loss.  He's going to run some tests to make sure
but he thinks he may be able to do some reparative surgery to restore your
hearing."
"That's `reat, Dad." Michael said with a smile a tear that rolled along his
face.  "Will you be there with me for the surgery?"
"I wouldn't be anywhere else, baby." Franklin said, kissing his son again.
"Dad's going to get mushy again." Robert said with a smile as he moved
closer to hug his brother.  "That's great, Michael." He said, thinking of
what that would mean for his brother.
In a rare moment of vulnerability, Elias moved forward and took his nephew's
face in his hands.  With a tenderness none of them had ever seen in him, he
kissed Michael just as his father had.  There was no tongue, no trace of his
usual sexual brutality, but a gentle, sweet kiss that conveyed his happiness
in this news, as well.  When he broke the kiss, Michael smiled at him,
hugging him.  Elias gratefully hugged back and the two stayed in the embrace
for a comfortable few minutes.
"Now, who's ready for freaky seconds on the fuckfest?" Elias said, pulling
his nephew down in a bear-hug.

After that weekend, the four men prepared for Michael's surgery.  Seemingly
endless tests were done with the family staying in hotels for several weeks.
  Robert was supportive and had even taken a job to relieve some of the
anxiety and boredom that being away from home and virtually useless for
anything but support for his father and brother.  Elias had gone back to his
job after his vacation time had run out but he'd called regularly to make
sure everything was still running smoothly.  Franklin took Michael to each
appointment, stayed there with him through every procedure and held his
son's hand at every possible opportunity, and would have done more if there
were anything he could have done.
Finally, the day of Michael's surgery came and all four men waited in a
small, sterile room in an Atlanta hospital.  Michael had been prepped as
much as he could have been.  Robert and Franklin stood on either side of
him, each holding his hand.  Elias stood at the bed's end, his hands on
Michael's ankles.
"When you come out, son, we'll be here." Franklin told him.
"And `et `e `ay the `irs' `ord?" Michael teased.
"For once." Robert did the same.
"Yes, you can say the first word." Their father smiled.
"We're going to be right here, buddy." Elias said, shaking Michael's ankles
for emphasis.  "We're not going anywhere."

	Hours later, Michael came to after being brought back to where his
family
waited for him.  Looking around, he saw them all waiting for him to make
good on his wish to say the first word.  He realized that he would be
hearing his own voice for the first time in many, many years and wondered
what he would sound like.  Looking at his father, who stood close to him, he
opened his mouth, preparing to say the words he'd thought in his mind.
	"Dad?" He said, his voice muffled and low but audible after so long.
	"Yes, baby?" Franklin said, the sound of his son's voice bringing
him to
tears.  "Dad's here, son..." He went on, not knowing what else to say.
	"I `ave `omethin' `o `ell `ou." Michael said, his own voice
still alien to
him.
	Robert moved closer, as did his uncle.  "What, son?" Franklin asked,
attentively.
	"I `ink I `ight be gay." Michael finished with a smile.
	They all looked at him for a moment before realizing the joke.  Robert
laughed first, throwing an arm around his brother and hugging him as his
father did the same.  Elias moved forward and did the same.
	"We'd better get you home, then." Robert said, close to Michael's
ear.
	"Yeah, we'd better make sure this is true and not something you're
making
up to make us all feel better." Elias said, sitting on the side of the bed.
"You should be able to go home in the morning."
	"It's good to see you, pal." Franklin said, sitting on the other
side of
his son.  "We'll take you home in the morning, son."
	"Good." Michael said, mimicking his father perfectly.
	They stayed with Michael all that night and well into the morning.
When It
was time for them to leave, Franklin had already packed everything up and
was ready to go when the doctor came to release his son.  Elias manned the
wheelchair, Robert drove the car to the front of the hospital and Franklin
loaded the car with his son's stuff.  Together, the four of them drove home,
Michael listening intently to everything he could process.
Franklin marveled at the way his son took in everything.  He'd never seen
his son this happy and he, himself, had never been as happy either.  They
were going to be alright, he thought as they drove.
	Putting his arm around his younger son, he focused on this thought...and
their future.  They really would be alright.