Date: Sun, 27 Jul 2008 19:25:37 -0700 (PDT) From: eames1668 Subject: Cole Pt. 5 Gay Male Incest "Cole." my Dad whispered in my ear. "Time to wake up." I came to, lost for a moment as to where I was or what was happening. Dad's hand, flat and wide, slid over my naked back and ass, up and down, rubbing me as he spoke. "Cole." "I'm awake." I answered suddenly, prone on the terry covered cushions by the shower in the gym. "What happened?" "You laid down and passed right out." "How long?" Dad continued stroking my back, starting at my muscled shoulders, moving down my rippling back, over my tight waist with the two dimples where my back met my ass, and over my smooth left glute, to the top of my left thigh. Then straight back up again. "Couple of hours." "What time is it?" I rolled over on my side. My dick, with its buzzed patch framing my crotch, was meaty and hard, and there was a pretty good wet spot on the cushion beneath me, right at the point where my cock head had been pressing into the chaise. My hairless nuts rolled in their hairless sac and I remembered that I hadn't gotten off. The boys were full and round, almost egg-shaped, packed with thick cum that I'd collected throughout the day as a result of the various sex games I'd played with Dad and Hank. I never shot, not once, just stored up the jizz and now the marbles ached a bit, but it felt good. Sexy. "7:30. Dinner's going to be ready." answered Dad. As I rolled over, he noticed my dick, and ran his flattened hand over the length of it, from its tip to my ball sac. "Still horny, I see?" he laughed. "Have another sex dream?" I smiled at him and the memory of seeing Dad fuck Hank for the first time flashed back at me. "Sorta. I was dreaming about you plugging Hank's ass, then the five of us going upstairs that first time we all fucked." "You are randy today, little man. What's gotten in to you?" "It's more like what hasn't, Dad." I replied, casually stroking my steel hard rod. A shiver went up my body when I touched myself and I instinctively buckled, my abdomen squelching tight. "Hmmm......" Juice dribbled from my cock head. Dad laughed. "If you hadn't passed out, you could have joined Hank and me and taken care of business." He grabbed my aching boner, and jacked the shaft a quick couple of times. It's a wonder I didn't blow, but even more syrup boiled up and out. "What'd I miss?" "Nothing you haven't seen or done a bunch of times already." Dad answered, moving his hand to his mouth to lick off the trail of man slime that had oozed onto his hand. "Did you fuck Hank again?" I asked, in a mock accusatory tone of voice, comically frowning at Dad and now fully awake. "No, he corn-holed me. And royally, I might add." Dad smiled, wagging his eyebrows at me. "Anyway, come on. Let's head for the kitchen. Dinner will be ready soon. I've got a surprise there for you?" "What kind of surprise?" I asked quickly, now more awake than ever. "If told you, it wouldn't be a surprise now would it, little man?" asked Dad, grabbing my prick and yanking slightly to get me to move. I did. My nude Dad and I stood up, left the gym, crossed the expansive lawn, passed the pool, then walked up the wide fieldstone steps that lead to the patio on the back of the main house, through the French doors and into the kitchen. Hank was sitting on stool at the end of the center island, just as naked as always, drinking a beer. His skin glowed golden in the early evening sun that streamed through the windows and all his muscles, so pumped and defined, reflected the light, as did his water-blue eyes. Hank is a gorgeous man, and in late summer California light, with its golden hue, he is even more dead-on Greek god status than usual. But to my utter surprise and delight were Alex and Manny, also in all their caramel colored nude, hairless glory. Alex stood at the island, chopping vegetables and chatting with Hank. Manny leaned against the counter, facing Alex's back but across from him for a full 3 feet or so. He, too, was plugging on a beer. "Alex! Manny! Oh my god! What are you doing here? I thought you were coming back on Tuesday?" This all tumbled out of me quite quickly as I crossed the room to get at Alex, wrap my arms around his toned, cut body and squeeze him tight, skin to skin. "We couldn't wait to get home, stud." answered Alex. . We hugged then he kissed me straight on the mouth. I couldn't help but feel happy that he referred to the house and us three as home. I released Alex and crossed to Manny, where I repeated the body hug and kiss. "Couldn't wait to get back here with you all and out of our clothes!" explained Manny, grabbing both orbs of my backside as he enveloped me. Our two hard dicks mashed against each other, and when I pulled away from Manny I noticed that his wang was twice as hard as mine. "Really are happy to be home, huh, Manny?" I asked, reaching out and spronging his rod down so it slapped back against his washboard abs with an audible smack! Manny shrugged, then smiled at me. Dad moved over next to Manny. "Yeah, guy - what gives with the killer bone?" Dad asked, reaching over for Manny's man banana, folding it back again, then letting it slap even harder against his flat lower stomach. "Uhghh..." Manny smiled, reacting to the cock play. "Damn nice to be home. Nice to be naked again, too. But watching my hot brother's ass isn't helping at all." he laughed. "I haven't been up there in almost a month. We had no naked time in Argentina and forget about any brother cock time!" He pulled on his beer and, looking at Dad, Hank and me, rolled his eyes. Alex continued his busy work at the counter, his perfect back still to Manny. Alex wagged his ass a bit toward his brother. Manny moaned a sweet, tortured sound. "Wait'll after dinner, bro. I'm gonna plow your ass so fat it'll kick tomorrow and the day after into next week." We all laughed. "Don't I wish!" answered Alex, continuing to chop vegetables. "He's so boned that the second he puts it in me, he'll blow. Guaranteed." he said to Hank, who was sitting to Alex's left. Hank giggled. Dad walked over to a cupboard and grabbed a small glass bowl, then walked over to Alex. Reaching for the olive oil dispenser, he filled the bowl with an inch or two of the amber liquid, then handed it to Manny. Next, he walked over to Alex and hip-checked him lightly to dislodge him from the spot where we stood working. Alex jolted a bit to the right, dropping the knife he was holding on the counter. "Go for it. Give your brother some ass. I'll finish these." Dad said, picking up the knife. Alex started to protest, but Manny interrupted. "Thanks, Chief!" He put his beer bottle down on the counter, walked over to Alex with the bowl of lube in one hand, and grabbed his brother's hot, hard butt cheek with the other. "Come on, A. You heard the boss!" Both Alex and Manny called Dad either boss or chief - it was a thing they'd developed when they first moved in. "Sir" or "Mr." was too formal for Dad, and using Dad's first name was too informal for the boys, so they settled on those two identifiers, interchangeable by both guys. It was a little strange at times to hear "Yeah...fuck me chief!" or "Eat my ass, Boss!" but we got used to it. The guys started to leave the kitchen, headed for the hallway down which both of their bedrooms were located. "Where the fuck do you think you're going?" asked Dad, continuing his mess duties. The boys stopped in their tracks and turned to look at him. "What, like we haven't seen you fuck each other, many times over? I want a fucking dinner show, men. You're on!" Both Alex and Manny smiled big grins, crossed over to a sofa that sat at the edge of the kitchen and while Manny starting oiling up his leaking stalk, Alex bent over the sofa arm and spread his legs. Manny dipped his fingers again in the oil and started to run them up and down Alex's crack. He dipped a third time, put the bowl down on the sofa's side table and opened Alex's ass cheeks, then started probing his brothers chute with his greasy fingers. "Ughhh...." moaned Alex, spreading his legs wider to give his brother more access to his backside. "Feel good?" growled Manny, his fat, swollen, shaved cock pulsing as he fingered Alex. Fuck juice was sliding down Manny's joint as it seeped from his meaty dick crown. "So fucking good." sighed Alex. "So fucking good." He put his head on his crossed forearms, and by doing that raised up his ass to give Manny even more access. Manny shoved in two more fingers. Dad stood there, chopping and watching the live porn act going on in front of us. Hank sat on the stool, slowing drinking his beer. I stood next to Dad, holding on to the counter's edge, mesmerized by the fucking erotic playtime happening right before me. All three of us were boned up to full capacity. My dick was starting to ache from all the up and down action it had seen all day long with no release. Manny leaned forward and put the tip of his dick against his brother's hole. "Ready?" he asked. Without saying a word, Alex backed himself up and impaled himself on his brothers' seven inch cock, right up to the tanned but hairless pubic mound, then ground his ass even harder against Manny to get in as much cock as he could possible take up his ass. Manny threw his head back and wailed a moan. "Motherfucker!" Manny yelled. "Give me that fucking ass, bro!" Manny pushed against Alex. They couldn't have gotten a tighter fuck seal. Manny was grinding his pelvis into his brother's ass. Alex's thighs were shaking from the intensity of it all. "Jesus!" whistled Dad. "They're both so fucking horny! Beautiful!" he said to both Hank and me. "Sure as fuck is!" answered Hank, reaching for his pud and starting a slow stroke. Both Dad and I were pressed up against the edge of the counter and without thinking I started to rub my cock against the tile. A jolt ran through my body and my nipples hardened. My own juices started to roil. Across the room, the guys began a steady fuck rhythm; with Manny pulling out completely, them diving his dick all the way back into Alex and grinding himself against Alex's ass. Alex was alternating screaming with pleasure as his brother violating his hole, and then moaning with complete satisfaction once Manny was deep within him, grinding against him. Every time Manny bottomed out, Alex would sway his tail and push back, making sure that Manny was in a deep as he could possibly go. After about a solid five minutes of this, Manny left himself up Alex's chute, then started a much slower fuck, rocking in and out of Alex, bending over and alternately teasing Alex's nipples or stroking his hot, throbbing slammer. Alex's rod was slick with fuck juice and the more Manny stroked his brother's cock, the more the jizz flowed from it, frothing up, collecting between Manny's fingers, or dripping to the floor in bubbly puddles. I was in a daze. Without really thinking, I crossed the room to where the boys were fucking each other's brains out, dipped my fingers in the oil, slicked up my own ramrod, re-greased my fingers and spread Manny's ass while he continued reaming Alex. I found Manny's hole, slipped my finger in and started to get him lubed up. "Fuck! Fuck! Cole! Fuck!" was all Manny could manage as I fingered him. When he was good and greasy, I pressed my crotch against his ass, aiming my screaming dick head against his slick pucker. Manny stopped dead for a second. "Fucking put it in me, man!" Manny instructed. "Fucking shove it in!" I did as I was told and rammed my cock up to my own shaved patch of pubic hair. My bare balls slapped against Manny's ass. All three of us, Alex, Manny and I all let out a tortured moan of pleasure simultaneously. "Fuck me, Cole!" Manny yelled. "Fuck him, Cole!" Alex yelled. Dad and Hank just sat there watching us. Both were boned, but Hank had stopped wanking on his and Dad was no longer working, just watching. I slid my dick from Manny's ass, then plunged back in. Again. Again. Again. Again. Once I had a steady rocking motion going, Manny started to fuck Alex again. So I stopped moving, standing perfectly still and let Manny impale his brother, then impale himself on my dick. He rode the middle with a steady motion, playing with his own nipples, or throwing his head back so we could tongue wrestle, wantonly swabbing over each other with our mouths wide open. It was hot and sorta nasty, but fucking hot and all three of us were totally into it. All the while Manny continued to slide back and forth between Alex and me, fucking his brother and getting fucked himself. No one was making any sound that was discernable - just grunts and moans and wails of complete ecstasy. Alex would occasionally whimper an " oh, fuck!" into his forearms as Manny deep dicked him. He also continued to wag his ass to get as much brother cock as he could in to his backside. I kept fucking, losing myself in the rhythm, licking Manny's tight back and arm muscles, all slick with sweat and totally popped from the physical activity of the three-way. Manny's ass felt incredible wrapped around my rod as it slid in and out of his hot, hot hole. Manny's ass muscles felt like two soft rocks, smooth and hard at the same time, as I grabbed each one to steady myself while I drove my fuck stick between his legs. Suddenly, my packed balls tightened and I knew I was finally going to lose the load of ball juice that they held. "Gonna blow up your ass, Manny!" I yelled. "Here it comes, dude!" I started fucking Manny faster, and by doing do I hit his nutt and he started to go wild himself. "Shit, Cole! Shit! Fuck it! Fuck me, you fucking stud!" Manny screamed. I couldn't hold it any longer and with one last thrust of my hips and squeeze of my ass I started shooting up Manny's tunnel. Thing is, I had so much cum in my balls that I kept on shooting - three rounds up his ass, then I pulled my dick from his hole, shot three more volleys over his ass and pucker, then shoved myself back up inside him to finish blowing off deep up his man cunt. His perfect ass was bathed in my sticky goo. I rubbed it into his skin as I continued shooting off, back up his hole. All this sent Manny right over the edge, and he starting filling Alex up with his own special sauce. "Ugh,,,,fuck! Fuck! Take it Alex! Fuck....." screamed Manny. Alex stood there, bent over, taking his brother's cock up to the hilt, getting filled with thick, hot, sticky brother love. He was grunting with each shot. I finished, but kept my dick in Manny for as long as I could. Eventually I slipped out, finally soft and very, very slimy. My creamy hot deposit dribbled a bit from Manny's worked pussy, leaking down his thigh. No one cared. When Manny was done filling Alex, he slipped his slimy, semi-erect cock from his brother's ass. Alex immediately spun around. I was out of Manny by then, so Manny dropped to his knees and deep-throated Alex's steaming hot rod, then started sucking. It didn't take long before Alex exploded into Manny's mouth, returning the favor of a huge gooey load of fuck juice. Manny swallowed it all. When Alex was done, he stood up and lip locked his brother, forcing his tongue down his brothers' throat. Alex didn't resist. Instead he took it all, tasting himself on his brother's breath. Then Manny turned to me and lip locked me. I enjoyed the same musky taste of Alex's jizz delivered to me by his brother as we deep throated each other's tongue. "So fucking hot!" Hank announced, as the three of us stood there trading kisses for a bit. "If I wasn't so fucked out from this afternoon, I'd have jumped right in." my Dad said to Hank. Alex, Manny and I walked to the outside shower without saying a word to anyone and started to clean ourselves up. Collectively we kissed, washed and stroked each other in as intimate and sensual a manner as possible. "Good to have you back, boys." I said to them both. "Good to be had." answered Manny, a devilish grin on his beautiful lips. Alex said nothing, just smiled. They both kissed me again, each slipping their tongue into my mouth as they did. Then they did each other. Later, after we'd cleaned up by the sofa and Alex finished preparing dinner, the five of us sat outside enjoying a relaxing dinner, nude in the night summer breeze, everyone pleasantly exhausted from the fucking that had gone on throughout the day. The family was together again. ++++ Once Manny and Alex were settled in to the household, Manny came to Dad with a request. It was a Saturday morning in late September, still warm enough to be nude outside, although I eventually learned that Manny would be bare-assed outside no matter what the temperature. I was back in school, starting my senior year. Hank was back at college with his housemate Fred. Hank was studying at a very famous art school not too far from where we lived, but enough that it was an impossible daily commute. Hank had started school just as Dad had hit the money, do Dad surprised Hank by buying him a house close to school to make things easier for him. It was a mid-century, flat roofed three-bedroom house on a couple of acres of land. Complete privacy, with a pool. Dad had a full gym installed, as well as a dark room. Hank was studying painting and photography. Hank had met Fred soon after starting school and they became pretty fast friends as they had a lot in common. Both were jocks in an art school. Hank was a bit lonely in the house by himself, so asked Dad if Fred could move in. Fred would live there full time, take care of the place, and it allowed Hank a certain amount of freedom not having to worry that the place was empty. Fred proved to be the ideal person to live with. He cared for the house as if it was his own. Fred was as cut and muscled as we were due to the many sports that he played. He also was pretty lax about clothing, and since there was complete privacy at the house, never felt the need to wear any. He slept nude and never bothered dressing as he came out for breakfast. That could lead to him hanging around the house all day in the buff. Hank didn't care and soon got into the groove of being bare-assed all the time himself. It was at the house on weekend visits that I started to explore my own nudity, and it was because of this that we'd initially approached Dad about continuing it back home. The rest is history. So that morning Dad and I were lounging out on the back patio, nude of course. Suddenly, Manny came up through the yard. "Chief, got a question for you." he said. "Shoot, Manny." replied Dad. "That old building at the north edge of the property - the one that's pretty much covered by saplings and brush?" "That old storage building?" I asked. "Always wondered what that was used for. Looks like it's original to the house and other buildings, but it's so far away." "It a stable." said Manny. "You're kidding." said Dad. "Sure is." replied Manny. He was wearing his beaten up cowboy boots and straw hat. He was a bit dusty from his work that morning, but being naked and a bit sweaty it just made him hotter. "And all that brush is hiding a paddock and, I think, some bridal trails around the property." Dad put down his newspaper. "So what are you thinking?" asked Dad, knowing damn well what Manny was going to suggest. We already knew of his passion for horses. "Can I take it on as a project? See about refurbishing the building, excavating the land and trails?" "That's a big job." said Dad. "How are you going to do it all by yourself." "Wasn't intending to." Manny answered, a bit sheepishly. "I can price it out. I've got a crew of workmen that I'm tight with. I'll see what the cost would be to have them do the work on the stable. We've got the gardeners I bring in occasionally, and I'm thinking that they will work with us to remove the trees and brush, replant once the remodel is done, then build up the paddock and maybe even reclaim the paths." "Thought about this much, dude?" I smiled at Manny. It was obvious he was excited by the tone of his voice. "A building crew here, Manny? I don't know." said Dad. "We're pretty private people, not to mention our overall life. Don't know that I'm too comfortable with a gang of guys around, surprisingly." I looked a Manny. He laughed. "Understood. The Ten Inch Wood is a special place." Manny had dubbed the place that, after Dad's enormous cock. "But the crew is all into working bare-assed, and really don't give a fuck what sort of extra-circular activity they see. Plus, the stable is at the edge of the property. They can access it from the back street along with their equipment and never have to come near the main house." "Bare-assed workers?" I asked, a little too excitedly. Dad and Manny looked at me. "Whoa, stud." said Manny. "These guys are good and will follow orders, including not to come anywhere near the main house or you. But you have to stay away from them. They're dirty fuckers and I don't know that I'd trust 'em with a prime piece of young beef like you around. You can not go near them." Dad looked even more worried. I worked to seem calm, but was very, very intrigued. Manny saw Dad's concern. "Look, Chief - let me at least price our the construction and landscaping first. If you agree, then you and me will talk about the crew." Manny looked straight at me, making the point that I was to have nothing to do with any of this and not be around it. "We can have them work while Cole is in school, so there'll be no chance that they even run into each other." "And they really work in the buff?" Dad asked. His interest surprised me, but I suspected it was for a very different reason than mine. "Completely. Construction boots, sometimes hats, tool belts. That's it. When you're a nudist in my line of work, you tend to know a lot of professional trades people who are nudists too, or who'll get nude if the money is good and the work is steady. You've seen the landscapers." Dad nodded. Manny's last comment was a surprise to me. I'd never seen nude landscapers here at any time. Made me wonder what the fuck went on at the Ten Inch Wood during the day while I was a school and practice. I was enthralled by the whole prospect of having a bunch of bare-assed guys on the property. I'd really only been around Dad, Hank, Alex, Manny and Fred. I wanted to learn more about being a nudist. I sat there silently praying that Dad would let Manny move forward. "Ok. Manny. You know I trust you. Let me know what it'll be and we'll talk." he finally said. Manny and I looked at each other. We both beamed. ++++ I never knew any of the particulars other than that Dad agreed to let Manny proceed on the project. The land around the stable was cleared first so that there was access to the building. As much as I wanted to see what was going on, I couldn't. Dad, Alex and Manny all made sure that I was up and out of the house every weekday, someone always watching my every move. I could see equipment and trucks if I took the back way home from school, flying past in my car with the roof down. But I never stopped. It was starting to get the better of me. On weekends, Manny, Dad and I would walk over to see the progress and within a week the brush and trees were removed. The run down stable sat in the middle of raw dirt, with a small apron of lawn surrounding the actual building and a wonderful, old lemon tree that grew up on the south side of it, about fifty feet out. "When's construction starting?" I asked one Saturday, trying to be casual. Manny and Dad looked at each other, then at me. Neither answered me. "Geez! I get it. I'm not allowed around the crew. Just asking." But they knew better and didn't respond. ++++ About a week and a half later Dad left for a consulting gig he'd agreed to, leaving Alex and Manny in charge of me. This was the first time he'd done that. He was ready to leave for the airport. He and Manny were dressed. Dad was saying goodbye and Manny was driving him. Alex and I were naked. I didn't have to be at school for another two hours. "He's all yours, guys. I don't anticipate there being any problems, but you can call me whenever if there is." "No worries, Boss. He's in good hands." said Alex. "I know that." said Dad. "Cole, they're in charge. You listen to them." He kissed me on the mouth and gave my dick a quick tug. "No funny business. I'll be home in 3 days." "Love you, Dad. Have a good trip." And he and Manny were gone. The next day at school football practice was cancelled because a waterline in the field sprinkler system broke, backed up a sewage line that clogged and the field flooded with...well, let's just say the muck and stench were the shits. It was going to take at least a couple of weeks to repair and the school was making alternate arrangements for the team to practice, but we were off the hook for the next few days. That first afternoon the team left right after last class. As I was driving home, the idea of sneaking a peek at the construction crew got the best of me. I knew it was wrong - but to a seventeen year old, even the most mature, sometimes the things we shouldn't do are the sweetest. I parked my car 3 side streets away and walked to the back of our property, which is lined with a stone fence and huge boxwood hedges. I knew that the security field didn't extend this far yet. Because of the over-growth, it wasn't necessary and Manny was waiting for the work to be done on the stable before having the rest installed since so many workers were in and out of that area. As I neared our property, I scaled the wall, then pushed into the hedge. Surprisingly, once inside the actual plant, it was pretty spacious and I could see out. I wasn't sure whether I could be seen inside, but doubted it as the small leaves made for a pretty dense cover. I could hear voices, but realized that I was about four bushes north of where I needed to be to see anything interesting. And, for once, I was happy to have clothes on. The branches were sharp. I got out, jumped back over the fence, went back to my car and dug out a pair of binoculars I kept in the trunk for when Hank and I went to sports events. Returning, I went south a bit, re-jumped the fence and pushed into another bush. Bingo! This one sat almost outside the stable and I had a perfect view. I was nervous that I'd be discovered when one of the workers heard the rustle in the bush. "What the fuck is that?" he asked another guy. "What?" "Something is in the bushes." said the first. "Whatever, man. It's probably a squirrel or something. Chill." The first guy ran toward the bush. My heart leapt into my throat and I froze. But he passed where I was inside and went farther down the row, rustling the leaves and yelling, hoping to scare off whatever was inside. He almost succeeded, but I doubt he had any idea what it really was. "Crazy fucker! Sam, get over here!" the other worked yelled at charging Sam. Sam returned to the work site and my pulse stopped racing. That's when it hit me that the 2 guys were, in fact, bare-assed, just like Manny said they would be. Up on the roof, shooting shingles with a nail gun was another guy. A fourth was doing something to a doorframe. A fifth guy came out of the stable with a bucket of water he splashed over the dirt, then went to re-fill it with fresh water from a hose. In a window on the second floor I could see a sixth worker painting inside. Not only were these guys nude, they were fucking huge. All of them. Now, Dad's a big man, all muscle. But these guys were like Incredible Hulk size. Ripped from head to tow. Calves the size of softballs, thighs that could support a bridge. Asses so round, tight and high, they screamed to be eaten. The crew varied in height and coloring, but they were all enormous. Pro-bodybuilder size. And they were all hairy. Unlike any of us. Even Fred is smooth. His background is Chinese. He doesn't shave like Hank, Dad, Alex, Manny or me - but that's cuz he doesn't have to. These guys all had coats of fur - chests, down their stomachs, along their forearms and all over their thick legs. No one had a hairy back, but a couple of asses had hair covering them. Their cocks ranged in size and thickness, too. A couple of them had shaved ball sacs, and a couple had foreskin, which I'd never really seen before. With the binoculars, that was one of the first things I zoomed in on. The fleshy hoods of the guys that had them, covering their shafts, with just a peek of dick head poking out. Hot. The guy up on the roof, Moe, looked to be oldest. He had a buzz cut that was mostly silver - he was probably in his 50's. He was slapping on the shingles, hitting them with the gun while stoking on a big, fat cigar. He had a horse cock that dangled down between his huge, meaty thighs as he crouched down. His arms and shoulder bulging with muscles, a couple of tats inked onto both biceps. Sam, who had almost caught me, was a younger version of Moe, with dark hair and not so grizzled an edge to him. When Sam called Moe "Pop", I figured it out. Rusty, he had red hair. Tony was dark and said "fuck" or some form of it almost every other word. Carl was Latino, sexy dark with tats running up and down his arms. He had foreskin. So did Billy, who was bald, with a goatee and light body hair. His ass was hairy, as was Tony's and Carl's. Carl's rippled ass was fucking sexy with its even amount of hair growing in a swirl pattern. I was in heaven. The guys worked around each other, talking, swearing, slapping each other's ass and, occasionally and to my surprise, tugging on each other's cocks. They were all very dirty from the various manual labor they were doing and, I suspected, all reeked. Manny showed up all of a sudden, and although I was hidden, my heart started racing again. "Hey men!" Manny called out and everyone returned the greeting. "Looking good! Time to start reeling it in for the day." I looked at my watch and realized I'd been sitting there for almost 2 and a half hours. "Kid fucking coming home?" asked Tony. His tone of voice was even when he asked. "Why ya so protective of him?" asked Rusty. He was ginger-haired, head to toe. Manny scowled at Rusty. "None of your fucking business." There was an edge to Manny's voice that I'd never heard before. "Must be one hot fucking piece of ass." joked Tony. "Watch it, fucker!" snapped Manny, and everyone around him suddenly clammed up. "Clean up your shit. Day's over." The tone of his voice ended any argument that might have come up. Moe, still on the roof, put down his nail gun, stood up, stretched full, still with the stogie to the side of his mouth and walked to the edge of the roof. He thrust his hips forward and a heavy stream of piss shot out of his cock, arced away from the building, and splashed down square on Tony. Everyone else jumped back, but Tony stood where he was, the piss running down his body. "Man! What the fuck? A real golden shower!" laughed Tony, who seemed to be enjoying the hosing. Moe looked down and realized what had happened, but kept up the heavy piss stream. "Like that Tony? Like gettin' pissed on, dontcha?" he called down. "Fucking nasty pigs!" Manny laughed. All the guys were hooting and hollering as Tony was getting drenched. When Moe's flow finally stopped, Sam and Carl approached Tony with their cocks in hand and both unleashed their own piss flow, hosing Tony up and down his body, Sam in front and Carl in back. "Here's more to add to my Pop's piss." laughed Sam. Tony stood there, but rubbed his hands up and down his body as the yellow liquid hit him, then sluiced off. When they were done they stepped back. Tony looked around. "Anyone else?" he asked. "Just get yourselves cleaned up." said Manny, minus his previous anger. He picked up a garden hose with a spray nozzle and turned in on Tony. "Manny! Let me fucking enjoy this, you fuck!" protested Tony with a laugh in his voice. "Fucking pig!" answered Manny, not letting up on the water. "No one is gonna enjoy your urinal stench in the truck going home, fucker." Once he's thoroughly hosed Tony down with clean water, one by one the rest of the guys stepped up and Manny hosed them down. Moe was last, and when Manny was sure Moe was clean enough, he shut off the water flow. "Thanks, Manny." said Moe. "Good to have that shit off me. Fucking hot out today." The guys proceeded to clear up tools and things, air-drying in the afternoon sun. Then they all threw on overalls and left. I had to sit there, making sure they and Manny were long gone before I returned to my car, my bone screaming in my pants, and headed home. The second I got into the house, I ran up to my room, stripped out of my clothes, and headed down to the kitchen. My cock was at full mast, aching a bit. Alex was in the kitchen, streaked with flour across his naked body, kneading some dough. "Hey stud! How was school? Practice run long today?" I didn't answer right away, just looked at Alex's hot naked body and meaty dick. "Alex, gotta ask you a big, big favor." "What is it, stud?" "Can I suck your cock? I'm so fucking horned up." "What's up?" asked Alex, rolling the dough into a ball and dumping it into a metal bowl. He reached for a towel and wiped his hands. "Seriously, I'm fucking going crazy. Don't know why, but really need to chow down on your pud. Please!" I begged. "Ok. Let me just clean myself up." "Fuck it!" I said. "Leave it. You look fucking hot like that." I walked over to him, dropped to my knees and sucked his fleshy dick into my mouth, all the way to his hips. "Fuck, Cole!" Alex responded, leaning against the counter and spreading his legs a bit. My finger went right up to his hole. Alex loves ass play as much as I do. Once my fingers started strumming against his crack and pucker, his cock swelled almost instantly to its full hot hardness in my mouth. I was furiously deep throating him, saliva and dick juice bubbling out of both sides of my mouth. It didn't take very long and Alex shot his wad into my mouth. "Shit, Cole! That was fucking hot." he breathed. Dick drool was streaming from my own straining cock. I stood up and Alex went down on his knees. Didn't say a word, just deep throated me to my five o'clock cock shadow. He tugged on my ball sac. I pinched my nipples and within a few minutes my ball sac contracted and I filled Alex's mouth with my thick jock cum. He swallowed every drop. "Fuck! That's felt good! Thanks, Alex. I fucking needed that so bad!" ++++ The next day I made it back to the bush earlier than I had the day before. My last class that day was actually a study period and I'd gotten Coach to sign a pass for me to get out of it, supposedly to go work out. Since practice was still cancelled, it meant I could take off. Once back in the bush I took off all my clothes and sat on a tangle of branches, ready with my binoculars. Almost as soon as I settled, Manny showed up with a wicker hamper. He set it down under the lemon tree, then walked over to the stable where the guys were all busy working and yelled "Break time, guys!". As they'd done yesterday, everyone dropped what they were doing and lined up. Manny power washed each one. When they were clean, Manny grabbed a blanket from inside the stable, walked over the tree, spread the blanket out and opened the hamper. "Soup's on!" yelled Manny to the assembled naked muscle mounds. "Come and get it." He started handing each guy a container and a bottle of beer. Each container had lunch in it. Alex was cooking for the crew. As each guy got his share, he settled down on the blanket to eat. "Wish my wife could cook like Alex." said Moe, accepting his rations. Wife, I thought to myself. Did I just hear that correctly? "Wish my wife could take my dick up her ass like your boy Sam can." said Rusty. "But life's full of disappointments." "Mine can.", said Tony. "Oh?" asked Manny. "He's married to a total freak." said Carl. "And that's why I fucking love her." stated Tony. "Does she know about the hijinxs you get up to at work?" asked Manny, settling down with the guys. "Absolutely." answered Tony. "Tell her everything. Gets her really hot listening to the stories. She loves that I work bare and enjoys hearing about the water sports, the cocksucking, the ass eating and fucking. Totally turns her on." "How about you guys?" Manny asked Moe and Rusty. "She's aware, but doesn't want details." explained Rusty. "As long as I'm not pounding another twat, she couldn't care less what I do with the team." "Mine is just happy she doesn't have to put out all the time." said Moe. A sizable glob of chicken salad slipped from Sam's sandwich onto his dick and balls. "Oops!" "I'll get it." said Billy. He leaned over and licked it off Sam's cock and balls. "Okay, then." said Manny, rising. "You boys finish lunch. I'll be back in an hour. You all have one solid hour for your after lunch games. See you." Manny got up and left. The crew made small talk as they finished up the food, then once everyone was done they almost automatically leaned over and started blowing the guy next to them. Within seconds there was a daisy chain of cock sucking going on. My dick swelled up instantly. As the guys were getting more and more into it, Carl moved from Sam's cock to his ass and started to really give Sam one hell of a rim job. "Yeah, fucker! Eat my ass. Ream it good!" yelled Sam. Carl followed orders. Sam was grunting and moaning and really sticking his ass into Carl's face. Suddenly, Carl rolled over on his back. "Get it over here." he instructed Sam. Sam let go of Billy's cock - he'd only be half-heartedly sucking it for the last few minutes, then got up and squatted over Carl's, lowing his wide open hole onto Carl's face. "Ride his tongue!" yelled Rusty. "Fucking nasty pig!" Rusty was blowing Moe. "You got one nasty pig boy." Rusty said to him. "Takes after the old man. Get back to sucking my joint." Moe snarled, then put his hand on the back of Rusty's head and guided his dick back into Rusty's mouth. Rusty immediately went back to sucking. This general activity continued for a few minutes. I sat there in the bush masturbating, watching the fun and wishing I could be in it. All of a sudden Sam stood up, his cock as hard as a rail, walked over to Rusty and shot his creamy wad all over Rusty's right foot. He grunted while he shot, and coated Rusty's instep with his goo. When he was done, Tony released Billy's stick, then went over to Rusty's spooge covered foot and started to eat the cum off of it while licking and sucking on Rusty's toes. Tony was giving Rusty's foot a total tongue bath, while also stroking his own cock. While sucking on Rusty's big toe and running his tongue through the space between Rusty's toes, Tony shot his thick wad. About this time, Billy shot his wad into Moe's mouth. When he finished he scooted up next to Moe, who rolled over and slowly let the cum wad drip from his lips back into Billy's mouth. "Fucking snowball!" yelled Rusty, who continued to suck Moe's cock. Suddenly, Moe tensed up and released himself into Rusty's mouth. Then Carl shot all over his own chest. He's been manhandling his meat once Sam had stood up to shoot on Rusty's foot. Rusty and Billy were the last to get off, shooting his loads onto their own bodies. Everyone fell back on the blanket. I was stroking myself, going up and down my shaft, enjoying the sensation and feeling a little nasty myself, spying on this dirty crew. What happened next happened so fast it took me a few minutes to process it all. Manny came barreling back onto the work site, fully clothed, walked right over to where I was sitting, yanked back the branches of the boxwood and snarled. "Get. The. Fuck. Out. Here. Now!" I was busted. Frozen where I sat. My dick deflated immediately. "I. Said. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Here. Now!" growled Manny. "But.." "NOW!". I crawled out of the bush, the sharp branches scratching my ass and legs. Somehow I knew that wasn't the worst that was going to happen. The crew remained silent until I appeared, bare-assed, from the bush. Then all at once: "Jeez-us!" "Fucking hot piece!" A wolf whistle. "Gimme some of tha....." "SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. ALL OF YOU!" screamed Manny. Everyone clammed up immediately. Manny turned to me. "Cole, get your ass up to the house. Now." "But my clothes. My car." "Fuck your clothes and fuck your car. Get your ass up to the house NOW!" I'd never seen or heard Manny so angry and I knew not to challenge him. I started walking up the trail that lead to the house. As I was walking away I hear Manny bark instructions. "Sam!" Manny yelled. "Get some fucking clothes on, grab his clothes from the bush and get his car. It's the black BMW convertible up on Day Lane, 3 streets over." "Sure thing." was all Sam said. When I got to the house, Alex looked at me walking in, saw my expression and immediately knew something was very wrong. "Cole?" he asked. "I'm totally fucked." I said. "I'll be in my room.", heading for the stairs. At the top of the stairs, I started down the hall, then stopped when I heard Manny come in. He was raging. "Where the fuck is he?" Alex spoke calmly to his brother. "Upstairs. What happened?" "Stupid fucker was hiding in a bush, spying on the crew." Manny spat. "If they'd found him they would have raped his ass. I told him to stay away from them!" "Ok, Manny. I know your angry but you need to calm down." "His father trusted us to take care of him. What if something happened?" The tone of his voice was both angry and scared, and I realized in that split second what an idiot I'd been. A foolish kid. The fear that had gripped me when Manny caught me now mixed with shame and embarrassment. I realized then how much Manny cared about me. And Dad. "You're right. But it didn't. He's ok." "Son of a bitch!" yelled Manny, getting his anger out. "Get it out, Manny." soothed Alex. "Get it all out, then we'll talk to him." All of a sudden I heard Manny let out a sob. He was crying. I'd made him cry. "Fucker! I don't know what I'd do if he got hurt on our watch." Manny choked out. "He's ok." calmed Alex. "Everything's ok. Let it out." I went into my room, silently closed the door, lay down on my bed and cried myself. I was such an idiot. ++++ Several hours later there was a knock at the door. When it opened, I was surprised to see my Dad, naked, standing there. "Cole?" I was lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, wishing I could turn back time. "Hey Dad. When did you get home?" "Little bit ago. How are you?" "Crappy. I really fucked up." Dad crossed the room and sat on my bed. He put his hand on my thigh. "Yeah, you did." he said flatly. "Manny told me all about it." I looked at my dad and again the shame and embarrassment rose up in me. "It was such a dumb thing to do, Dad." My head fell to me chest. "I'm not gonna lie to you, Cole. I respect you too much for that. It was a dumb thing. Do you understand why Manny got so mad?" "Of course. That's the worst thing. I hurt him. I never intended to, Dad." "What were you thinking?" asked Dad, quietly. "I wasn't thinking with my brain, that's for sure. I was thinking with my dick." I answered. "I was being a kid. It was wrong. I'm so sorry." "I know you are, little man. I could punish you, but I think you've learned your lesson. Cole, you're a good kid. You messed up. It happens. It could have been a lot worse, but it isn't. I'm willing to let this go - chalk it up to being seventeen. But you have to figure out how you're going to square things with Manny. And you need to do that." "I know Dad." ++++ I went to Manny's room. He, too, was lying on his bed, his arms crossed behind his head. If the situation were different, I'd want to play with him. He looked so frigging sexy that I had to remember why I was there. "Manny, I'm so sorry. I am an idiot. I know that you were only looking out for me and I did exactly what you said I shouldn't. I take full responsibility for my actions. But the worst part is that I made you angry. I know you don't trust me - hell, you probably don't even like me anymore. But I want to make it up to you. Please let me earn back your trust. I really am sorry." Manny didn't speak and I thought, fuck. The damage is irreparable. Then he said "Cole, you're not an idiot. You're seventeen, and clearly very curious. I probably over-reacted, but it's because I love you. If anything ever happened to you, I don't know what I'd do. You're a stand-up guy and you haven't lost anything with me, buddy." He turned to look at me for the first time. I walked over to the bed and lay down next to him, snaking my arm across his chest. His powerful arm wrapped across my back. With his other hand, he tousled my hair. We laid together like that, me with my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. I felt so safe. "You know I love you too, right?" I asked Manny. He smiled and kissed the top of my head. We continued to lie together. I looked up at Manny. "I gotta know. How'd you find me?" "Alex got a call from the school with an update about the water leak which, of course, we didn't know anything about." Manny scowled at me and I turned my head back to his chest. I couldn't look at him. "We planned on grilling you when you got home, but you didn't show so I went to look for you. My car was at the site, and when I pulled away I just happened to go up Day Lane and saw your car sitting there. It was locked up tight, as I assumed you were okay. Then it dawned on me what you might be doing. I figured that you couldn't sneak up the access road, so you probably climbed the wall and when I did that too, I saw the indent you'd made in the hedge crawling in. I sat on the wall for a few minutes to make sure you really where inside the bushes. Because you were nude, your skin contrasted with the leaves. When I knew for sure that you where, I came in." Neither of us spoke. Neither of us had anything to say, but I said it anyway. "I'm really sorry, Manny." Silence, again. Manny's heartbeat, again Then he said, "We good?" "I was gonna ask you the exact same thing." And that was that. We joined the rest of the family for dinner and we never spoke again about that afternoon. The crew finished the stable, the landscapers came in and did their thing. When it was completed we all walked through it. It was a beautiful job. Stable space for up to six horses and a two-bedroom apartment that ran the length of the second floor. Dad asked Manny if he wanted to move into the apartment as a thank you for the job well done. Manny protested, but Dad insisted and Manny finally relented. He asked Alex if he wanted to join him in moving to the apartment, but Alex chose to stay in the main house, so just Manny moved in, clearly very proud of what he'd managed with the project. And while I caused quite a ruckus, I did get to see me some hot, hard, dirty muscled pig action and learn a new trick or two.