Date: Wed, 19 Jul 2017 13:47:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: cyphernone69@gmail.com
Subject: Daddy Loved Me, chapter two

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Daddy Loved Me chapter two

To me, it was a big deal. I was going camping with my Daddy and my Uncle
Jim and his son, my cousin, Brian. Brian was a few months older than me. We
had a great time playing together. Before you get to thinking that all our
playtime was sex play, let me say this... left to their own devices, little
boys will eventually get around to sex play. Starting with, `you show me
yours...' And we would do that. But, living on a farm also meant there were
other distractions. Brian loved feeding and petting the animals. Daddy bred
Beagle hunting dogs, so there were almost always puppies to be played
with. Besides I was well trained to keep sex play between me and my
Daddy. Five year old boys were just not as interesting as grown men with
huge cocks. Ok, I know six inches is not huge now, but back then believe me
that was HUGE!

Brian and Uncle Jim lived in town, Uncle Jim came out to the farm a lot to
help Daddy. Uncle Jim had only recently started playing with me. I heard
Daddy telling his brother he was way to rough to be trusted with me at an
earlier age. Jim argued that he had brought Brian along quite nicely. In
fact, Brian preferred sex a little rough. It's true Uncle Jim was fond of
ramming his cock down my throat. And it is true, he would try to shove my
whole face up his ass when he made me eat his sweaty ass. It's also true
that I became very fond of having my face fucked. I enjoyed just relaxing
and letting things happen. If I blacked out, which happened a few times,
the headache was a small price to pay to hear Daddy or Uncle Jim praise my
efforts.

I was very excited and looking forward to camping out like a kid visiting
Disneyland for the first time. I had been fishing before with Daddy. Of
course, I was almost always naked and spent a great deal of my time between
Daddy's legs. We would play as much as we fished. If the fish weren't
biting I would insist on playing with Daddy's "worm". Often times I would
nap while nursing on his foreskin.

The weekend finally came! Brian was just as excited as I was. They put all
of their stuff into the bed of Daddy's truck, which already had our stuff
in it. Daddy was driving, I was beside him and Brian was between me and
Uncle Jim. I cuddled into Daddy's side and listening to the hum of the
engine and the road, I began to doze. I remember his smell settled over me
like a familiar, warm blanket.

When I awoke I saw Brian kneeling on the passenger's side floorboard. He
was busy bobbing his head up and down on Uncle Jim's cock. I should say
Uncle Jim was busy bobbing Brian's head up and down on his cock. "Yeah, my
boy won't ever wear a crew cut, like we did growing up. I want his hair at
least long enough to be a handle for his head." Brian had tears and snot
painting his face. He wasn't complaining, he was too busy squeezing and
tugging on Uncle Jim's massive low hanging balls. I took pride in knowing
my Daddy's pecker was a little bit bigger even if Uncle Jim's balls hung
lower. I won't lie watching them got me going. I started fondling Daddy's
cock through his jeans. He was already hard as nails. "Jimmy, hold the
wheel." Uncle Jim placed his left hand on the steering wheel, while his
right hand, fisted in Brian's hair, kept a steady rhythm. Daddy wrestled
his cock and balls out of his jeans and resumed steering the truck. I could
see precum already resting on the edge of Daddy's foreskin. That meant
there was more inside around his cockhead. I took hold of his cock shaft
and being careful lest the precum spill onto his seat and be wasted, I
slurped it into my mouth. Only after my mouth covered it, did I retract his
foreskin and receive my gushing, sweet tasting treat.

Once I got his precum taken care of, I was again focused on Brian getting
severely face fucked by his Daddy. Uncle Jim had both hands knotted in
Brian's hair. Brian had such a choke hold on his Daddy's balls that they
were between pink and purple in color. I wondered if they hung lower
because he always pulled on them when he sucked his Daddy's cock? I made a
note to ask him later.

"That's it pull them balls off you little faggot. Don't you let up on em!
They shot the load into your momma's pussy that made you, now there gonna
shoot down your gullet to feed you. That's it boy! You were made for
this. You're the reason I got your momma pregnant, so's I could have my own
private cocksucker and fuck toy. Take it cocksucker! This weekend you're
gonna really get fucked like the bitch you are. I'm gonna fuck you where
nobody will hear you scream and nobody will care if your pussy bleeds. I'm
gonna teach you to take it just like your Uncle taught me."Soon, Uncle Jim
raised his ass up off the seat and stiffened out his whole body. His head
was against the truck ceiling and his legs stretched out either side of his
little boy who was kneeling on the floorboard. He was fucking Brian's face
at a furious pace. It was obvious that he was about to get his
nutt. Suddenly, he pulled Brian's face up against his pubes so he was balls
deep in his boy. "I'm cummin in your belly you gadamnfuckingfaggot
aaarrhhhggg"! He held Brian in this position until he shot his load down
the boy's throat. Only after his orgasm was passed and he collapsed into
his seat did he release the small head. Brian slumped unconscious onto the
floorboard. Even then, he still held a loose grip on his Daddy's balls.

My face must have reflected my concern for Brian, who lay in a heap between
his father's feet. "What? You've done that a time or two too. He'll be
fine. He's done that more often than not. I don't let his momma see him
like that. She'd have a shit fit, swear he was dying." He milked the last
bit of cum from his softening cock and presented it to me. Without thought
or hesitation I sucked his fingers clean. This must have gotten to
Daddy. "Jimmy, take the wheel again." Daddy grabbed me by the neck and
pushed me onto his cock. I knew to welcome it with wetness and
warmth. Using my hair as a handle for both his hands, he proceeded to fuck
my face and throat. I grabbed his balls in a choke hold just like I had
seen Brian do and pulled on them. Daddy began groaning. As he shot his load
into my throat, felt the truck lurch forward. Definitely a good thing he
wasn't steering. I swallowed more to please him than out of necessity. When
he held me like this I didn't really have to swallow, but then, neither did
I get to taste his cum.

Daddy held me in position, with his right hand, even after he resumed
steering. It wasn't long before I heard the warning, "I gotta piss." As
simple as that, I readied myself for the onslaught. I had learned to just
swallow and keep swallowing. I would belch a lot afterwards, but it would
prevent a mess when we were inside or in the truck or even most times we
were on the tractor. Outside I was happy to let it spill out of my mouth
and all over my naked body. It felt really dirty to do that.  Daddy was
caressing the back of my neck and head in approval as his stream flooded my
mouth and throat. As I was getting the last few squirts, I heard Uncle Jim
say, "Wake up B'boy, Daddy's gotta piss." Daddy just kept stroking me as we
headed for our campsite. It was not uncommon for me to fall asleep with
Daddy's cock or at least his foreskin in my mouth. Through the years it
just always felt comfortable to be connected to him this way.

I'm not sure how far or how long we travelled, when I awoke we were riding
along an abandoned logging trail. It was clear from the weeds on the trail
that no one had used it for a long time. Daddy explained that as kids they
had helped grandpa cut trees for wood. He and Uncle Jim had camped out in
the grassy glen that bordered the riverbank and caught lots of fish through
the years.

The first thing they did was tell us boys to get naked. We didn't hesitate,
we both loved being naughty and naked outdoors. Next, they sprayed OFF all
over us. Daddy told us the skeeters weren't usually bad here, but he didn't
want to explain to my mother how I got skeeter bites on my ass. I told him
I was sure she wouldn't care.

Daddy and Uncle Jim set up the tent in short order. Me and Brian were
obedient little gofors and otherwise stayed out of the way. After the tent
was erected, the dads made sandwiches for us and gave us tater chips and
cokes while they drank beer. The brothers spent their lunchtime reminiscing
about grandpa and them and how he busted their cherries in this same spot,
even though they were busted years apart. That conversation meant nothing
to me at the time, it was just grownup talk that I didn't
understand. Little did I know it was soon to become all too clear.

After lunch our Dads got our fishing poles ready and we fished beneath the
shade of willow trees. Brian and I were directed to stay put, while Daddy
and Uncle Jim tried out different spots along the bank. The fish were
biting and it was lots of fun, even if most had to be released because they
were too small to eat. Eventually, we had enough for supper. We boys were
allowed to play while the men scaled the fish and skinned the catfish. We
had fried fish and hush puppies cooked over a campfire. It was exciting and
delicious. Uncle Jim joked with Daddy about making sure he saved enough
Crisco for dessert. I remember thinking Crisco didn't taste good, just
greasy and certainly wouldn't make a good dessert.  When I said as much
both men laughed like I had made a very funny joke. Five year olds don't
get a lot of adult humor.

The men had lawn chairs while Brian and I sat on a sleeping bag between
them. After we had eaten our fill and Brian and I had finished our Orange
Crushes, Uncle Jim told us to lay down and suck each other's peckers. We
had sucked each other before, but never at the same time. It was fun and
felt good, but I much preferred a grown man's cock in my mouth. Pretty
soon, Uncle Jim had us finger fucking each other while we sucked. That felt
even better. Before long he was kneeling beside, just as naked as we were.
He replaced our fingers with his own Crisco lubed fingers. At first it
stung going in. Brian must have felt it to, as he started sucking harder on
my little boy dick. Uncle Jim found something in my ass that felt like a
switch had been turned. It felt better than Brian's sucking mouth and I
began squirming around, trying to increase the contact and increase my
pleasure. I heard Daddy say, "Open up Jimmy". Out of the corner of my eye I
saw, my now naked, Daddy stick his cock into Uncle Jim's mouth. Just for a
second I was jealous, then Uncle Jim's finger hit that switch in my ass
again. My world exploded in flashes of light that burst inside my mind. I
began to hump against his finger and to face fuck his little boy. The men
must have thought I was having a seizure, because when I opened my eyes,
after my cum, they were both staring at me. I began to laugh. Which made
them look at me even more strangely until I pointed out the string of spit
and precum linking Daddy's cock to Uncle Jim's lips. I had forgotten about
sucking Brian's cock. He humped against my cheek to remind me. Uncle Jim
took away his finger and left my ass feeling empty. Daddy said, "Don't
worry my little cockhound. I'll be filling your ass pretty soon. You just
help your cousin get off."

Uncle Jim twisted Brian around so he could suck his Daddy's cock. I watched
as he fucked Brian's ass with two Crisco covered fingers. I was sure how
Brian felt about that. He couldn't say much with his mouth and throat
stuffed with Daddy dick. Uncle Jim pulled Daddy close and resumed sucking
his cock. I remembered Daddy's instruction and began sucking Brian's
cocklet again. It took a while, but before too long Brian began to hump,
hunch and spasm while choking on his Daddy's cock. I could tell it was a
good one because his cocklet swelled up and throbbed in my mouth just like
when Daddy or Uncle Jim did when they would cum.

I don't think either Daddy or Uncle Jim had cum. Daddy grabbed the Crisco
and started fingering my ass. He had done this before and it was always fun
once the burning went away. This time Uncle Jim had taken away the burn
already and Daddy's finger just felt good. Soon the burn came back. Daddy
had added a second finger. I was vaguely aware that Brian was again lying
beside me. If we rolled on our sides we could have easily sucked each
other. My ass was feeling good again and I was squirming around trying to
make it feel... more. Daddy added a third finger and the burning flared sky
high. Even though it hurt a lot and I blinked away tears, I trusted Daddy
to make the hurt go away just like before. I was right. Daddy kept
fingering that special spot and I was soon I was writhing around like a
snake with it's head cut off. When he pulled his fingers out, I moaned out,
"Noooo, Daddy please don't stop now."

Daddy chuckled. "Don't worry cock slut. You're about to get something even
better. I was lying on my back. Daddy took both my feet in one hand and
lifted them toward my head. He aimed his greased up cock at my ass with his
other hand and leaned into me. When he pushed his massive cock into my ass,
all the pain in the world hit me like a blinding wall brilliant white
light. I opened my mouth to scream, but Daddy covered my mouth with his
own. I started to squirm again, only this time I was desperately trying to
escape the pain. My trust in my Daddy to relieve this burning had vanished
behind that white wall of pain. I only wanted to escape. Daddy broke the
kiss. "Hush now son. I know it hurts like hell, but you can take it. The
pain will lessen soon. Then you'll be wanting my cock more than ever."

I don't know if it was his words that took my focus from the pain or if it
actually quit hurting so bad. He pushed deeper into me. It hurt, but not
intense like it had at first. Daddy had, I would later decide, the perfect
cock for fucking, boy or man. It was just over six inches and not overly
thick, but could never be described as slim or thin. I have never found
it's equal. They were either thicker or thinner or shorter or longer. I'm
no Goldilocks, but from the beginning my Daddy's cock was just right.

Daddy began to do things to distract me. He told me to suck on his tongue
while he teased my foreskin back and forth across the head of my
cocklet. Soon, I was humping into his hand as my ass began to take in more
of his cock. Before long he was full on fucking my tight little bum.

The stimulus was overshadowing the pain. Before long he was pounding the
magic spot inside me. I couldn't tell him it felt good so I just sucked
harder on his tongue and teased and pinched his nipples. He was soon
moaning his encouragement. I twisted and pinched his nipples harder. In
turn he began to fuck me with a steadily increasing rhythm. I felt the
tingles begin deep inside and then focus on my balls. It felt so good, it
almost hurt. For a moment I wasn't sure it if was the pain from earlier
coming back. Then my tingles exploded in brilliant, flashes of multicolored
lights. My body shuddered and my ass spasmed. I wrapped my arms around
Daddy's neck and pulled him into an even deeper kiss, while my lower half
tried to pull him deeper into my ass.

Daddy raised up and pounded into my ass and unloaded his balls into my
hungry little bum hole. He relaxed onto his elbows and started whispering,
"What a good little slut puppy you are. Daddy's little whore boy likes cock
in both ends don't you"?

I was about to agree, when Brian let out a blood curdling scream like a hog
being slaughtered. My euphoria faded as I watched Uncle Jim fuck his son as
if his ass was a pile driving machine. Brian, who was now on his hands and
knees, was sobbing and pleading, "Daddy, please stop. Take it out. It's
hurts too bad."

"I know it does you dumb little cunt. Just shut up and take it. You'll like
it well enough before I'm through."

Daddy in a voice that meant business, said, "Jimmy, Stop! Wait a minute."
Then to me he directed, "Get on your back and slide under Brian and suck
his cock." Then to his little brother said, "Just hold still. Give them a
minute."

I used my tongue to assault Brian's cockhead and foreskin, just like Daddy
taught me to. Soon Brian was moaning and wiggling his ass to get more
pleasurable sensations on his cock. "Now, Jimmy, start fucking yours slowly
at first." Daddy then locked my legs behind Brian's arms, which exposed my
boy cunt very nicely. He used Brian's `hair handle' to raise his head and
feed him his cock. Soon he was sliding in balls deep on his in stroke.
"Now, baby brother, fuck you boy's cunt while I fuck his face to keep him
quiet." He then added, "Kiss me."

There we were, two generations of cock hungry blood relations. I should
have been jealous of Brian getting both men's attention. But I felt like I
was helping them out by helping Brian get his tingles. Sure enough I heard
Brian try to squeal around my Daddy's deep thrusting cock. At the same time
his little cock swelled and throbbed and try desperately to shoot cum his
baby balls weren't yet making. Uncle Jim broke the kiss and sputtered, "I'm
about to shoot off in his guts. Let's cum together big brother and let our
cum mix in his innards."

Daddy only grunted, "Oh fuck yeah!" From the noises above me it was clear
that both grown ups had planted their seed in my cousins guts. Now, I did
feel jealous as I realized Brian got two loads at once, even if he didn't
get to taste any.

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