Date: Tue, 23 Jun 2015 05:45:48 +0000 (UTC) From: Bjork Nut Subject: Cult of the All-Father pt 2 Disclaimer: Copyright (c) 2015. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced in whole or in part without written permission of the author. Author encourages safe and sane sexual behavior. Author cannot be held responsible for accidents or injuries or any other misfortunes that result from proper or improper application of the information contained in this story. This story is meant to be a masturbatory aid only. Any similarity between people and places in this story and any real people and places is purely coincidental. Despite the terms such as "boy" or "son", all characters in this fiction are just that, fictional, and as such, do not exist in any reality or corporeal form, but if it makes you feel better then, yes, they are of legal age and enter into their activities consensually. 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He and his boys had already been in the Range Rover for three hours and they still had a good 2 perhaps 3 more to-go. Mike was driving them to a church retreat that had been organized in the beautiful woods surrounding Ozette. It was a wild country that provided unmatched scenic beauty. The area they would be camping in was nestled deep within the wood, between the Pacific Ocean and the beautiful Ozette Lake. The retreat would be the first one he had brought the kids to, and, it would provide Ryan with a great opportunity to meet and know more members of the Cult, along with, learning more of its rich history and traditions. Andrew, still too young to join the cult, would spend his days interacting with other children of the Cult and hopefully start to make lifelong connections and friends. The boys would have the added bonus of visiting with their uncle, cousins and grandfather since they had indicated that they would be attending the retreat, as it would be a very special one, the Council of the Elder Fathers had released news that there would be an induction ceremony held to honor the ascension of one of the fathers in their ranks. These ceremonies were few and far between and it would be a great experience for, at the least, Ryan to experience. The land outside was still cloaked in darkness, the wane early morning light diffused by the tall evergreens that flanked the roadway. Next to him Ryan shifted sleepily in his seat, the 17-year-old, would be turning 18 in a few weeks. Mike was incredibly proud of his son, a good kid in every sense of the word, he had given him little to worry about over the years, and, he embraced the teaching of the All-Father incredibly well. His son had recently began taking more of a leadership role within in the Cult, which had caught him by surprise, since Ryan seemed to live, breath, and think rugby most of his days. Mike looked over at his son, seeing that he was still asleep. A quick glance in the rearview mirror showed Andrew similarly passed out. Mike reached across the car's center console and rested his hand on Ryan's thigh. He rubbed his hand back and forth feeling the smooth texture of the boy's sweat pants. Mike's hand crept slowly up his son's thigh. His palm sliding across his son's dick, smiling, as he gave the head of his son's dick a small squeeze, discovering his son wore no underwear beneath his pants. Coming up to a roadside rest stop, Mike decided to turn in and take a quick bathroom break. He eased the Range Rover into a parking spot close to the bathrooms. The rest stop was deserted. Ryan woke up, slowly becoming aware that they had stopped. He looked over at his dad, who motioned him to be quiet, pointing at the rear seat. Ryan turned and looked at the cherubic, sleeping face of his little brother. He nodded at his dad and they quietly slipped out of the car. Father and son grabbed a quick stretch once out of the car and then made their way to the bathrooms. The facilities were functional, but, surprisingly clean for being out in the middle of nowhere, or, perhaps why. Mike walked up to one of the urinals and unzipped his jeans. He hauled out his flaccid penis and began to urinate. The yellowish stream, bright against the white porcelain, bounced and splashed in the bowl of the urinal. Ryan stepped to the urinal next to his father, he lowered his sweats down to his thighs exposing his ass to anyone who walked in. Mike's eyes dragged across his son's body, looking at his son always filled him with desire. He reached out with his right hand and cupped his son's ass, rubbing the soft, supple cheek. The action sent shivers up and down Ryan's spine, his cock responding immediately. His dick pumped and throbbed to full erection. Mike ran his finger down the valley of his son's buttocks, sliding until his puckered back entrance. Mike tapped and teased his son's hole. Ryan, whimpered and moaned as he pushed back onto his dad's finger. Mike penetrated his son's hole, his finger, thick and unlubed, dragged and scraped at his son's tender skin, causing Ryan to gasp out loud. Mike closed the space between them, with his finger still in Ryan's ass, he guided him over to the sinks and bent his son over the counter. The lust and desire in both their eyes was reflected in the large mirror before them. Mike dropped down into a squat position and began licking and lapping at his son's hole. Ryan's reddish-brown pucker winked at his father's ministrations. The tangy, peachy, musty taste of his son drove Mike wild. His erection, jutting from his jeans, bobbed in the cold bathroom air and began leaking pre-cum onto the ground. Once the hole was slick with his saliva Mike rose back up, his eyes locked with Ryan's in the mirror. He pushed his massive cock against his son's hole and he let it dribble pre-cum all over the hole, Ryan, moaned with anticipation. Mike couldn't hold off any longer and he guided his cock into Ryan's puckered hole. Slowly pushing in, both men gasped in pleasure. Mike slid all 10 inches of his cock into his son's ass. Ryan, moaned and pushed back on his father's invading member. He loved the feeling of fullness that his father's cock gave him. He studied his father's face in the mirror as it twisted with joy. His mouth hung slack and his eyes shut tight. His father began to rock his hips driving his shaft in and out of Ryan's hole. Ryan's eye rolled back as his dad's large mushroom head rubbed against his prostate. His toes curling in his sneakers. "Oh yeah, dad," Ryan moaned, "Fuck my pussy." Mike's eyes opened wide in disbelief. SMACK! The sound of Mike's hand striking Ryan's ass reverberated in the bare room. Ryan loosed a bark of pain and looked at his father through the mirror in surprise. "What did you just say?" Mike asked his son, his voice hard with anger. Ryan was shocked silent, he felt small, like a little boy who had done something wrong and was about to be punished. He swallowed trying to find his voice. "No son of mine has a pussy," his father continued, "Don't ever let me hear you say that again. You are all man. Only weak men are pussies, only self-hating gays are pussies, Are you one of those?" Still too stunned to speak, Ryan, shook his head no to his father's question. "Answer me!" his father shouted angrily at him, smacking his ass again, the stinging sear of pain making Ryan gasp. "Are you weak?" "Are you a self-hating fag?" Tears began to fill Ryan's eyes, "No," he said in a barely audible whisper. "Never forget that," his father said, "You are a man, you worship the All-Father and those who worship him are never weak. I did not raise you to be weak, so don't you ever let me hear you talk like that again." Mike pulled his still hard dick out of his son's ass in one fell swoop, Ryan grimaced slightly at the pain his father's cock exiting his ass caused. "Pull your pants back on and get in the car," he said walking away from his son angrily. The sound of the bathroom door banging closed echoed through the small room. Ryan, shaken, felt his tears spill out of his eyes and roll down his cheeks as he pulled his sweat pants back on. He was confused, he thought his father enjoyed him being submissive. He had always been the receiver in most of their encounters, and, didn't the All-Father instruct his sons to be a receptive vessel to his teachings? Ryan walked out of the bathroom and made his way to the car. Mike eased the car back onto the road and continued to their destination in silence. After a few miles had passed since the incident at the rest stop bathroom. Ryan, whispered, "Sorry, dad." Mike felt his anger ease with every mile put between him and the bathroom. He was annoyed with himself that he had gotten so angry at Ryan, but, it burned him to think that Ryan would speak like that. He had raised his son's to be proud of their bodies, to be proud of themselves, to be proud to be men, so to hear him talk about his body as if he were a woman, well, no, that was not acceptable. Mike was aware that some within the Cult spoke that way, even referred to their son's in that way, but, that was not what the All-Father had ordained. The All-Father wanted strong men to carry his word forth and set the example of his grace on earth. He wondered if Ryan had begun to think like this because he had kept him as a vessel for too long? Could it be his fault, that Ryan believed he would please him by being submissive? ******************************************************************************************************** Mike and the boys pulled into the campground a little before noon. To his surprise, the campground parking lot was already half full, it would be a well attended retreat. He eased the car into an open spot, he and the boys exited the car, stretched, and went off to find the check-in area. The Cult had the entire run of the place for week-long retreat. As they walked and looked around, Mike and his sons, could see fathers and sons all over the place. A few of the father's recognized Mike and would come up and say hi or wave at him from a distance. Andrew spotted a group of kids his age playing with a soccer ball on a grassy patch. "Dad, can I go play?" he asked his father. Mike glanced over at the kids then at Andrew. "Sure, kiddo," he said ruffling his hair, "Just don't get lost." he called out as Andrew had already begun running in the direction of the kids. Mike and Ryan resumed their search for the check-in area. They finally spotted a sign hanging from a blue pop-up tent identifying it as the check-in area and they walked over to it. Three elderly gentlemen sat at a long table under the blue tent amongst boxes, bags and stacks of papers. As Mike and Ryan stepped up to the table and gave them their names, the elderly man, with the list suddenly became excited. "Oh, welcome, welcome Mike," he said, "What an honor to have you here? Let's see, ah, yes, you and your son's will be bunking in campground 9 and it looks like your tent has already been set-up, sir." Mike smiled at the elder gentlemen, "Thank you and may the blessings of the All-Father be on you." he said. "And on you," the man responded handing Mike and Ryan a map of the campground set-up, schedule of activities and three goodie bags. Walking out of the tent area, Ryan, turned to his dad and asked, "What was that about?" Mike chuckled at his son's question, "Well kiddo, I guess I should tell you, but, your family is kind of a big deal in the church. Your grandpa is the Grand-Father of the cult in America. It was he who started this branch in the Northwest, but, our family can directly trace our lineage to the founding fathers of the cult in America as well as England. Your family is one of the oldest within the church. Now as Grand-Father, your grandpa is responsible for the spiritual guidance of thousands of followers not only in the US, but, along with the Grand-Father Council he meets with the Grand-Fathers of the Cult's branches across the world to ensure that we are all receive the blessing of the All-Father." Ryan was stunned by the information he had just received, "Wow," was all he could respond. Mike and Ryan made their way to their camp site. The tent that had been set-up for them was impressive. It looked like a military issue, semi-permanent kind of tent, and it sat on a slightly raised platform. Walking into the tent, they saw inflatable mattresses had been set-up for Mike and his sons completed with bedding and pillows. A small table and some chairs had been placed in the far end of the tent, on the table was a copy of the Book of the All-Father. They would most certainly not be roughing it on this retreat. Ryan set the bags they had been given down on the closest air mattress to him, he grabbed the retreat schedule and reviewed what sort of activities had been prepared for the rest of the day. "Looks like there is a welcome cook-out at 7:00pm, other than that, nothing is planned for today." he said absently to his dad. "That makes sense since folks are still arriving," his dad responded. "Tomorrow it looks like there is a Sunrise Ceremony, a Lauds breakfast led by the Bishops, and free time until the Vespers Ceremony and then something called an Ascension ceremony." Mike had moved over to stand behind Ryan reading the schedule over his shoulder. "Hmm, I wonder what that will be about," he said. Ryan turned to look at his dad, his proximity and scent, inflamed him with desire. He blushed slightly and looked away as he remembered the incident in the rest area bathroom. Mike saw his son's reaction and placed his arm on his son's shoulder drawing him close against him and running his hand down to his son's pec. "Son, I want to apologize for this morning." he began, whispering into Ryan's ear. "I should not have reacted like that. I am proud of you and whatever it is you choose for yourself." He rubbed his hand across Ryan's pec teasing his son's nipple as he swept his hand across it. "I was just surprised by hearing you speak so submissively. I love you and I love the man you are, the man you will be, but, please, always remember that, I love you as a man, as an equal to me. So from now on, I will let you lead our prayer sessions if you choose." he said sincerely. Ryan processed the apology his father had just given him. Tears welled up in his eyes. He turned to look at his father and hugged him. "Thanks, dad." he said and kissed his father. The loving kiss turned passionate as Ryan and Mike allowed their hands to roam each others bodies. Their makeout session was interrupted by a scraping noise on the tent's entrance flap. Looking towards the entrance, they saw a big, burly man, who was more ginger than brunette. "Uncle Ethan," Ryan called out and rushed to embrace the man in a bear hug. Mike grinned ear to ear as his younger brother entered the tent. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I," he said. "Not at all, bro," Mike said, moving in to hug him as Ryan let go. "Where are the kids," Mike said as he released his brother from their hug. "With the baby mama," he said, "The bitch wouldn't let me bring them, so I'm stag for the week." Mike recalled that his little brother was in a bitter custody battle with his ex-wife. The woman was a harridan if Mike had ever met one, but, she had been pretty, so he understood what Ethan had seen in her. Ethan had met her when he was overseas playing for a British soccer team, the woman had thought she snagged the next David Beckham and soon enough she was pregnant and demanding a ring from his younger brother. The marriage lasted long enough for the first child to be delivered and a second one implanted. Sometime between that Ethan had transferred back to the US to play on the local MLS team. MIke felt bad that his brother was going through this rough patch in his life. He had jokingly offered to call INS on his ex, but, Ethan said he had already tried that. They both laughed warmly at the joke. "So what's the latest and greatest on that end?" Miked asked his brother. "Well, the lawyer Dad hooked me up with is putting the screws and her and her lawyer, they were trying to contest the pre-nup, claiming she signed it under duress, but, the judge didn't buy it, thankfully, and now we can proceed. Hopefully this thing can be wrapped up and done with before the end of summer," his brother said. "Well, we are here if you need us," Mike said, "So did you want to bunk down with us?" he added. "Nah, I'm bunking with Dad," Ethan said, "Swing on by once you get settled," he said and began to walk out of the tent. ******************************************************************************************************** Mike and the boys walked up to the large area where the evening meal was going on. The smoke of the grills and campfires filling the air, along with the aroma of cooking meat and chicken. Men and boy mingled about or gathered in small groups here and there. Ryan was surprised to recognize two acquaintances from school at the retreat. Mike encouraged him to go and hang out with them. He reminded Ryan that the purpose of the retreat was to connect with fellow cult members and to make new friends. Ryan headed off to hang out with the young men. Ryan approached the group and was welcomed by the boys. Jack was a senior like him in and was one of the school's best wrestlers. Brown eyed and hairy, Jack, was a mountain of muscle and sinew. His intimidating size was mellowed by his cheerful personality. The other boy who was familiar to Ryan was Tim. Tim, was the black haired blue eyed wonder of the tennis court. Thin and lean, Timothy was all wiry muscle and contained exuberance, as if, any minute he would bust out in a full run. Both boys wore shorts and a tank-top, their falo, in full display. Ryan had changed into cargo shorts and a v-neck for the cookout, his muscles making quite a display in clingy fabric of the shirt. The cookout was a flurry of activity as men moved about to reconnecting with old friends and making new ones. Many of these men might only meet each other at groupings like this, since, the way of the cult had always been to spread the word of the All-Father in small groups. "Hey Guys," Ryan said as he approached Tim and Jack. They both nodded at him in response. "Hey man, I didn't know you were part of the group," Jack said. "Yeah, I didn't really know about you guys either," Ryan answered. The boys went on about school and their respective sports. As the evening progressed men would pair off, or, group together and head off into the woods or their respective campsites. Around this time, one of the camp stewards gathered the group's attention and announced that any children in attendance younger than 11, or, who had not yet received the blessing if the All-Father had to follow him to the children's section of the church retreat. A few groans filled the air, but, most of the children, which there were not a lot of went with the Steward happily. After the children had been removed, Mike's father addressed the men. The group fell silent in respect. "Sons of the All-Father, I welcome you hear tonight, may His Blessings be upon you all. It is my hope that for the next few days we will all open our hearts to each other and to the All-Father that he may fill us with grace and go forth and do his will. This gathering is meant to bring us together in his Name, so that we may be a strong and industrious community. Tonight, relax and enjoy, for tomorrow our spiritual work begins." The festivities continued, the Grand-Father, slowly made his way amongst the assembled crowd and spoke to the members in groups or individually. Mike and his brother, Ethan, decided to explore the campgrounds in the growing twilight. The brothers made their way through the lush forest full of old-growth trees, moss, and ferns. Despite the fading light they were still able to enjoy some of the beauty that surrounded them. Mike suddenly grabbed his younger brother and pulled him into a deep passionate kiss. Their tongues dueling each other as their hands roamed the peaks and valleys of their bodies. Mike pushed Ethan up against a tree and moved his kisses from his brother's mouth down to his neck, nipping and biting at the soft skin there. Ethan gasped in pleasure at Mike's ministrations. Ethan moved his hands down his brother's body and began unbuckling the man's jeans. "Oh brother," Mike said pulling away from Ethan's neck, "I've missed you?" Ethan looked into his big brothers eyes, squatting down in front of his brother, his motion bringing Mike's pants and underwear with him. He looked back up at his brother and said, "Same here." and took his brother's throbbing erection deep into his mouth. Mike sighed heavily as his little brother's warm, moist cavern took him in. Ethan's tongue tickled and flittered across the surface of Mike's cock, tracing every vein on his shaft. Snaking around his sensitive glans. Mike began to drive his cock in and out of his brother's mouth. He could feel his cum bubbling in his balls with anticipation. His brother had always been an excellent cocksucker, it made Mike wonder where his brother was keeping up his skills. He visualised his brother sucking off his soccer teammates. His brother slobbered and slicked the cock that pistoned in his mouth, his hands moved around his brother's hips and clamped onto his buttocks, kneading and spreading the muscular cheeks. Ethan ran a finger between the hairy valley that was his brother's ass crack. He could feel Mike shudder at the sensation of having his puckered entrance toyed with. Taking a deep breath in through his nose, Ethan relaxed his throat and proceeded to impale himself on his brother's 10 inch dick. Mike gasped as he felt his cock slide into his brother's throat. No one else could deepthroat him like Ethan. Ethan's neck bulged under the strain, the outline of his brother's cock almost visible. Pulling himself of the cock, Ethan, stood up and let his shorts drop to the ground, stepping out of them, he turned around and presented his ass to his older brother, "Fuck me, bro," he said. Bracing himself against the tree, he felt Mike's cock push against his sphincter and then in one hard thrust, Mike buried himself in his brother's ass. Ethan cried out at the assault in pleasure and pain. With his hands on his brother's hips, Mike, pounded away at his brother's hole. The sound of flesh against flesh began filling the night, mingling with Ethan's moans and gasps. Mike pulled out of his brother's ass and flipped him over. Pushing his brother against the tree, he lifted Ethan's legs to his hips and sunk his cock deep into his brother's ass once again. He thrust in and out of his brother's warm, velvety embrace. "Oh fuck," Ethan cried as Mike's cock slid over and over his prostate. "Yeah, baby bro, take my cock," "Give it to me," "Fuck," "Fuck me," Ethan panted Ethan wrapped his arms around Mike's neck and began to bounce himself up and down on Mike's massive cock. Both men groaned in pleasure. "Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me," Ethan gasped in pleasure. Mike answered by increasing his thrusts. Ethan whimpered and begged for more. "Oh fuck bro, I'm gonna cum." MIke said "Yeah, give to me," "Oh shit...oh shit...oh shit." "Yeah, come on, fill me up bro." "Oh fuck...I'm cumming...oh fuck...oh fuck," Mike exploded into his brother's warm tunnel, Ethan's muscles contracting and relaxing as they massaged every last drop of cum out of Mike's cock. Mike's large load began to ooze out, running along Mike's still pistoning cock. Mike slowly stopped thrusting into his brother's ass, sinking into the warm, luxuriating feel of his orgasm, and, his brother's cummy ass. His deflating cock made a wet, squelching noise as it popped out of his brother's tight grip. Cum and anal juice ran down Ethan's thighs, the scent of raw sex filled the air. Coming down from their post-fuck high, Mike and Ethan began putting their clothes back on. "I smell like a whore," Ethan said as he wiped himself down with his underwear, "That was quite a load you gave me, I can still feel it coming out." Mike laughed at his brother, "Come on let's go see Dad," he said as the men trudged back through the darkened forest, towards their father's tent. The Grand-Father's Tent was the largest of the sleeping tents, as befitted his status in the cult. Inside their father lounged on a large padded bench, a young blonde haired boy, stood naked before him. The 13 year old trembled under the Grand-Father's scrutiny as he tried to remember and recite the Virtues of a Man. The Grand-Father slowly ran his fingers along the boy's upper thigh, feeling the developing muscle beneath, the boy's legs were still hairless, as he moved his hand to the fondle the boy's robin's egg sized balls, he could feel the downy growth of the pubes to come. The boy's 4 inch erection strained and bobbed in the space between them, a clear pearl of pre-cum clung to the small mushroom tip. The Grand-Father's thumb grazed across the boy's tip smearing the clear sticky sap on his thumb. He brought the thumb up to his mouth and savored the taste of the boy, as if, he were a sweet summer wine. The boy gasped and stumbled at the Grand-Father's touch. The Grand-Father wrapped his hand around the boy's small cock, stroking it up and down to draw forth more of the boy's sweet sap. Mike and Ethan entered the tent to see their father take the young boy's cock into his mouth. The boy squirmed and squealed as the Grand-Father engulfed his cock, his tongue circling the head and licking around the shaft. He pulled off the boy's dick and waved his sons to enter. Mike and Ethan sat on the large bed that dominated most of the tent's space. The Grand-Father pulled off the young boy's cock, smacking his lips as he rose up from the bench. "Boys," he said, walking towards his son's on the bed, his sleeveless floor length microfiber robe fluttering around him. Mike and Ethan rose before their father. "The Blessings of the All-Father be upon you," he said as he kissed Mike on the lips, repeating the phrase as he did the same to Ethan. "Let me introduce you to our young guest tonight," Their father said turning to the young boy in the room, "This my sons is Lucas, and his father has graciously provided him to me for the evening so that I can impart the blessings of the All-Father to him.' "Lucas," he said bringing the boy before Mike and Ethan, "Say hello to my sons." The little blonde boy looked up at Mike and Ethan and was stunned silent by the beautiful men that stood before him. Feeling the Grand-Father's hand squeeze his shoulder gently, he managed to eek out a faint whisper and said, "Hello." Their father moved Lucas onto the bed and had him lay in the middle as the three men positioned themselves around him. Ethan and Mike began to stroke the boy's limbs. "Lucas," their father said, "You will have a very special night indeed, my son's have joined us for your blessing and we shall be like the Trinity, tonight, you will be blessed by the All-Father, the Favoured Son, and the Holy Essence. Are you ready?" Lucas smiled and nodded in agreement. Their father removed his robe and moved up the bed like a panther approaching his prey, his muscles moved in sinewy and sensuous fashion. Despite his advanced years, the man exuded power and grace. His green eyes sparkled in the tent's low light, he came to a stop once he was over Lucas, his massive cock dangling down scraping against Lucas' belly. The boy's stomach heaved as his breath came fast with anticipation. Their father bent down and kissed Lucas, his tongue flittered across the boy's lips, nudging them open. His warm tongue moved past the boy's teeth and probed the inner depths of the young mouth. Mike and Ethan, still caressing the boy's arms, moved in and kissed at his sides. Licking and lapping at the boy's ears and neck. Lucas gasped beneath them. Trembling in the presence of such manly muscle. Their father made his way down young Lucas' chest tracing the quivering muscles with his tongue as he made his way to boy's cock. The boy was leaking more steadily now as he was overstimulated by the three men. Mike moved his way down and took the boy's right nipple into his mouth. He licked the pink nub feeling it harden beneath his tongue. The boy smelled of peaches and pine. Lucas squirmed in the bed beneath them. Ethan latched onto the boy's left nipple, and, together with Mike, licked him to ecstasy. The boys whimpers and cries began to fill the tent, his father no doubt would be pleased that the Grand-Father and his son's were giving his boy such pleasure. Ethan let go of the boy's nipple and moved up to the boy's head, kneeling above Lucas, he placed his slender 8 inch cock on the boy's lips, smearing his pre-cum on Lucas' lips. The boy's lips shone in the dim light as if he had applied a fresh coat of gloss on them. "Open up, boy," Ethan said gazing down at the blue eyed blonde boy beneath him. Lucas, slowly opened his young mouth and began swallowing the older man's cock. Ethan groaned as his cock head felt the boy's warm breath and moist hole. Their father still sucking on the boy's cock began to lift his legs up into the air, exposing the boy's puckered hole. His probing tongue stabbed and pierced at the tangy hole, Lucas shivering at the sensations. Mike moved off the boy's nipples and moved over to his brother's. He licked at his brother's wine colored nipples, making him moan, before moving up to kiss him, their tongues dueling for supremacy. Pulling off his brother he moved over to his father. Mike licked at his father's muscles, kissed his hip bone and moved behind him to lap at his puckered asshole. Their father roared in delight as he felt his son's tongue enter his hole, his cock dripping pre-cum on the bed beneath him. Mike moved down to his father's balls, the low hangers, had always fascinated Mike. Running his tongue down the skin and over one of his father's balls he gently sucked it into his mouth, and, with his tongue rolled it in his mouth. He felt his mighty father tremble above him. Releasing his father's balls he moved to engulf the man's shaft with his mouth. Mike pulled his father's cock back between his legs and suckled most of the 10 inch dick. Mike traced the veins with his tongue before slipping down to suckle and lick at the head of his father's cock. His own cock was near bursting because of the pleasure it gave him to suck on the cock that made him. Mike felt his father shift above him and he reluctantly let the man's cock slide from his mouth, the elder male kneeled between Lucas' legs, his massive cock knocking at the boy's nether entrance. Lucas' eyes grew in astonishment as he knew what was to come. Splitting the boy's legs out to either side, he was rewarded with an unobstructed view of the hole he was about to defile. Mike's father turned back to look at him, "Get your tongue back on my ass, boy," he said. A wave of desire rose through Mike as he processed his father's command. He moved back onto his father's ass and began to eat it, like a starved man. Meanwhile, at the boy's head, Ethan was urging the boy on to take more and more of his cock into his mouth. Lucas was halfway down Ethan's shaft when he felt his gag reflex kick in and he felt a rush of stomach fluid come up, pushing Ethan away so he could free his mouth of the invading cock, Lucas swallowed back the urge to vomit, his eyes watering and his breathing labored. Ethan stroked the boy's face in assurance and whispered platitudes to the boy of a job well done. After giving the boy a moment to catch his breath, Ethan once again loomed over the boy's face except this time he had the boy work his tongue on his balls. Lucas lapped and licked Ethan's balls like they were manna from heaven. Ethan shuddered as the boy's tongue coursed through his sensitive balls. He like to keep them hairless, and as such, he was able to feel every swipe of the little boy's tongue as it danced across his skin, poking and prodding at the eggs contained in their sack. Their father began to sink his leaking cock into the Lucas' small anus. Lucas cried out in surprise as he felt the cock head of the Grand-Father enter him. All three men whispered and cooed at him in calming tones. The boy's hole was stretched to its very limit, never having taken in such a massive member. While his own father had already fucked him, he was no where near the size and girth of the All-Father. Lucas would have to be brave if he wanted to make his father proud tonight. The boy gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as the Grand-Father's massive cock split him open. "Ungh...Ahhh," Lucas panted as the 10 inch cock slowly sank into him. He began to quiver and shake from the intrusion. Mike moved up and rubbed Lucas' chest in an effort to relax him. He pinched and twisted the boy's tiny nipples. Ethan moved away from the boys head and down to his ass to get a close up view of his father's cock tear the boy up. He spit and licked at the part of his father's shaft still outside the boy. The boy's hole glowed red and angry and the cock continued its relentless advance into his ass. "Ahh, it hurts, Grandfather," Lucas cried out as he tried to move away from the cokc in his ass. "Don't run away boy," their father said, hanging onto the young boys thighs. "AAAHHH" Lucas cried out as he felt another inch enter his hole. "We're almost there, boy." The elder man's cock was no where near finishing his advance into the boy's ass, but, the vice-like grip of the boy's ass was beginning to push him over the edge. He wanted to be gentle, but, he couldn't take the tight heat that gripped him anymore and he pushed in with a sharp thrust. The boy beneath him cried out, tears filling his eyes at the sudden assault on his ass. The boy gasped and fought to catch his breath, his little chest heaving up and down, as his ass tried to accommodate the invading cock. Mike moved in to lick and spit on Lucas' angry hole. Above him his father began to saw in and out of Lucas' ass. "Ungh...Ungh...Ahh...Ahh," Lucas cried as the cock began to go in and out of his ass, tears began to stream down his face. Around him Mike, Ethan and their father were like men possessed they licked and sucked at the boy's body. Ethan began to kiss Lucas, licking at his tears, to keep him from crying out. The little boy quivered and shook from the cock and the stimulation the men were giving him. Mike kissed the back of his father's thighs and licked at his buttocks, he palmed his father's balls as they began contracting up against his body, and, let his fingers probe at the sensitive area of his father's taint. He pushed up against the sensitive area, hearing his father gasp, he slid two finger up into his asshole, penetrating the man's puckered hole. The heat he felt in their was intoxicating. His moved his fingers up into his father's ass, searching and probing, until he encountered his father's prostate. "Oh my god," his father cried out. Mike continued to finger his father's ass. "Yes, oh yes, son," he said, Mike was not fully sure if it was directed at him, or, at Lucas whose little ass was now taking his father's cock all the way to the balls. His father began to piston his cock in and out of the young boy in the bed before him. The tight sleeve and Mike's fingers in his ass were conspiring to get him to explode. "Oh yeah," he said, plugging away at Lucas, "Oh yes, son, can you feel the grace of the All-Father." he stretched Lucas' legs until the boy was doing the splits in the air. His moans and cries drove their father on, and, filled him with passion. The sexual cries of the young one's were like music to his ears. "I'm cumming son," he said, "Prepare to receive the grace of the All-Father," he began thrusting faster and faster into the stretched out hole. "Ungh...yeah...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...I'm cumming!" Their father exploded into Lucas' ass, Mike could feel his prostate swell as the cum shot out of his cock. Lucas cried out as his ass was flooded with hot Grand-Father cum. Lucas, still shaking from the pain of the experience, finally felt ecstatic as he felt his insides awash by the warm cum. The feeling of fullness the Grand-Father's cock gave him was different from his dad's, this fullness felt holy, somehow. Lucas shuddered as the Grand-Father began to pull his cock out of his ass. The mushroom head scraped the walls of the boy's ananl tunnel, making a loud pop as he pulled out of the boy's sphincter. Angry and red, the hole began to ooze out the Grand-Father's cum. Mike eased his hand out of his father's ass and moved to felch the young boy on the bed. Lucas, cried out at the new stimulation, and, popped his cum all over himself and the bed. The watery cum blasted around uncontrolled spraying all three of the men around him and himself. Ethan ran his hands over the boy's torso, rubbing in the recently deposited cum. Mike lapped and licked at Lucas' angry hole, cum getting on his cheeks, mustache and beard. The wiry hair scraping at Lucas' tender area causing him to convulse with desire. Having his fill of the boy's hole, Mike placed the boy's ankles on his shoulders and speared him with his cock. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH," Lucas cried out as the new cock entered him. Eyes rolling back in his head, he almost passed out from the sensation. Mike began to piston in and out of the heaving body. "Oh yeah, kiddo," he said, "Your ass is so tight," "Ah, ah, ah," Lucas cried, twisting and turning on the bed, tears running down his cheeks. Ethan moved over to his brother and began a passionate make out session with him as their father moved to Lucas' head and began to soothe and kiss the young boy. Ethan, licked at his brother's face tasting the boy's ass and their father's cum on it. Mike lifted and thrusted into the boy, as he kissed Ethan through the boy's legs. The boy's ass making squelching noises as Mike drove his 10 inch cock in and out of him. The sound inflamed Mike making him piston in and out of the boy's ass faster to keep the sound filling the air. "Uh...uh...uh...I'm cumming kid, I'm cumming," Mike said as he exploded, letting the first three ropes of hot steaming cum go up the boy's ass, before pulling out and letting his hot cum splatter over the boy's heaving torso. As soon as Mike finished spurting over the boy, Ethan pushed him out of the way. He pushed Lucas' legs up and back so that his ankles were practically by his ears and his ass raised up. Ethan lined up his cock and sank all the way in in one fell swoop. The two previous loads provided plenty of lube and his smaller size and girth gave the boy's ass a chance to breath. But, Ethan, could fuck, and, fuck he did. Like a rabbit in heat, Ethan, pummeled mercilessly the boy's ass. Lucas had no choice but to just go limp against the onslaught. Ethan, grabbed the boy and lifted him up, leaning back on his haunches, he proceeded to impale the boy on his cock. "Ah!" Lucas cried out. "Unh..unh...unh," he panted as Ethan continued to raise and drop the boy down on his cock. "Fuck," Ethan roared as his cock pistoned in and out of the boy's ass. "Oh shit...you are so fucking tight...Fuck." "Ah...ah...ah," Lucas cried. "Oh fuck," Ethan cried. Suddenly stopping, his cock still buried in the boy's ass he lay him back down on the bed and flipped him over, grabbing him by the hips he dragged him up and began pummeling his ass again. "AAAAHHHH," Lucas cried, Ethan slapped the boy's hard, the smack cracking through tent's air. Lucas was stunned silent, then, simply whimpered as Ethan's cock pistoned in and out of his ass. "Oh shit!" Ethan called out. "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck, kid," Ethan sped up his strokes on the poor boy's ass. The sound of flesh slapping flesh, along, with the squelch of cum filling the air. "FUCK!" Ethan roared as he came into the boy's ass. He filled Lucas with his nut until his, his father's and his brother's cum came pouring out of the boy's ass. Ethan pulled his still hard cock out of Lucas and pushed him away. Then in one fluid movement he straddled his father and impaled himself on his father's massive cock. Grabbing his brother, he pushed Mike down onto his cock. He pumped himself up and down on his father's cock while driving his cummy cock into his brother's mouth. "FUCK!" he roared again. As Mike finished cleaning off his brother's cock he pushed him back onto his father. "Yes," Ethan cried, his eyes going wide in anticipation, "Do it bro," he said bringing his leg's up. Mike moved in between his father's legs, his cock back to full mast. He locked eyes with Ethan, who just smiled, encouraging him on. Mike slid his massive cock into his brother's ass, alongside his dad's cock. "YES!" Ethan roared. His body glistened with sweat as he was fucked by two cocks at once. Lucas saw the threesome next to him through half-closed eyes. The three men seemed to glow in the tent's light and looked to be one solid mass. Even he could sense that the atmosphere felt different as the men fucked. He knew that the All-Father was in the tent with them. Ethan began jacking his cock as his brother and dad fucked his hole. The two 10 inch dicks were stretching him to the limit and he savored the sting of the stretch. He opened his lust filled eyes and saw his brother before him, putting his hand behind his brother's head he brought him towards him and he began devouring him with kisses. Nipping and biting at his brother's lips. Father and sons cried out with primal lust as all three approached simultaneous climax. Ethan began bouncing on the cocks faster. He jacked his cock faster and faster. Faster... Faster... Faster... And then, all three men at the same time, erupted. Mike and his Dad shot their loads deep into Ethan's ass as he sprayed his cum all over himself, his brother, and, his dad. Spent, the men slowly disengaged and fell down onto the bed. Lucas moved in amongst the men and proceeded to lick the cum from their bodies. As he moved down to eat out Ethan's ass, Ethan batted him away. "Too sensitive," he said to Lucas absently. Undeterred, Lucas, took a swipe at Ethan's ass. "Ah," Ethan cried out, pulling the boy up to him into a hug, "I said no," Ethan kissed the boy, tasting traces of his Dad and Brother's cum on his lips.