Drawn West

By Jim002

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Copyright 2017 by Jim002@outlook.com

 

 

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Thirteen

I reached for Joe's cock and he moved closer to me. He took my hand and placed it on his balls.

"Feel how heavy they is?" Joe asked me.

I nodded.

"That's milk, fer you, darlin."

I grinned at him.

"This here pecker is fer you ta suckle when you want a drink."

"Why does our boy only have one manrod in him?" Pa asked.

I grinned at him, before bending over and taking Joe into my mouth. While I sucked, Rafe began slowly fucking me.

"That's a beautiful sight," Pa said.

"Yup," Joe said.

"I knows how happy our darlin is," Joe said. "Cause I was happy when Pa and Tom was both in me."

I couldn't speak with Joe's pecker in my mouth, but he was right. I loved where I was. And I loved knowing we were making Pa lustful. The head of his pecker took on a deeper reddish shade when he was especially aroused. I knew it was that shade, right then. I began moving my rear with Rafe's thrusts. Both Pa and Rafe moaned when I started doing that. Joe held my head and began thrusting into my mouth. Just then I heard Pa get off the bed. He left the room. He came back soon, though. I heard him flipping paper, and then heard the unmistakable sound of a pencil on the paper. He was drawing us! I couldn't wait to see the drawing. Rafe and Joe felt the same way and told Pa that. Joe's balls made a soft sound as they slapped against my chin.

"Ahm mighty close," Joe said.

"Don't shoot quite yet, if you can help it," Pa said.

Joe stopped thrusting, but stayed in my mouth. He began running his fingers through my hair. It felt good. While he did that, I lapped at the underside of his stiff pecker. I felt his balls, again. They sure were heavy, much heavier than mine ever were. Rafe continued fucking me. He reached under me and wrapped his hand around my pecker. I moaned around Joe's bone.

"Don't make Daryl shoot," Pa said to Rafe, as his pencil continued capturing the scene. "I want my boy's cream."

Rafe let go of my pecker.

"Let me have some," Joe said.

"Sure, Joe. We can suck him together," Pa said.

"Yeah!"

Rafe stopped thrusting. I expected him to pull out of me, but instead, he started back up, again. He was just trying not to shoot.

"You's goin ta feed him your milk, ain't you?" Joe asked Rafe.

"Oh, yeah. Nows that I knows it's good fer him, I ain't goin ta waste it in his ass," Rafe said.

"Yup," Joe said.

"I'm not certain it is good for him, but Daryl has always wanted me to shoot in his mouth," Pa said. "I watched him nurse on his mother, when he was a baby. When he was older, I got to watch him nurse on me."

"Damn!" Rafe said, with feeling. "Yer goin ta make me shoot!"

Rafe pulled out of my ass. It felt cold.

"Damn, Joe! You gots to see this?"

Joe pulled out of my mouth. I started to stand upright, but Rafe put his hand on my back and pushed gently. I stayed bent over.

"Damn! He's wide open!" Joe said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Your hole is open," Pa said.

I looked at him in surprise. Pa couldn't see my ass from where he was drawing. Pa smiled at me.

"I've seen it like that, Daryl. The hole is probably bigger, because Rafe is bigger than me. It slowly closes by itself."

"Oh."

Two fingers slid inside me. I twisted my head to see. Rafe and Joe each had a finger in me. I looked over at Pa. He was still drawing, from memory, I guessed. His pretty pecker was stiff and shiny from pecker drool. While Joe and Rafe felt my insides, I reached over and wiped some of the clear drool off Pa's pecker. I stuck my fingers in my mouth and sucked his clear stuff off them. Pa grinned at me.

"As soon as I get a little more of this done, I'll let you suck me," Pa said.

I grinned at him and Pa chuckled.

The fingers pulled out of me. Then Rafe grabbed my hips and slid his big pecker back inside me. He groaned.

"Cain't believe I can do this to such a good lookin boy! And fer free!" Rafe said.

I laughed. "Yes, I'm free. But only for you three!"

"What bout Brother Tom?" Joe asked, as he slid his pecker back into my mouth. Then he pulled it out, again.

"Oh, yeah. He's free, too."

"What about Harry?" Pa asked.

"And Ben?" Joe asked.

I laughed.

"Only the six of you, then," I said.

The men laughed.

"What if you meet some hairy, good looking man tomorrow who wants to feed you his man cream?" Pa asked.

I thought about it.

"It would depend on what you said, Pa," I said. "I mean, it might not be safe. I can trust Tom and Harry, and I guess, Ben."

Pa nodded his head.

"That there's a good answer," Joe said.

"Yup," Rafe said. "Don't take no chances."

I looked at Joe.

"I want your milk, Joe."

He grinned.

"And yours, Rafe."

"I'll go wash my pecker," Rafe said, as he pulled his bone out of me. I knelt in front of Joe.

"Stick your tongue out, Daryl. I want to watch Joe feed my son," Pa said.

"Wait fer me!" Rafe said, as he left the room to wash.

Joe slowly stroked his pecker. I watched, and it was a beautiful sight. With each stroke, the head was covered and then uncovered. The hole at the head opened and pecker drool came out of it.

"It winked at me!" I said, grinning.

"He's crazy bout you, boy!" Joe said.

"So is mine," Pa said.

"He wants to feed you all the time, so you grows up big'n strong," Joe continued.

"You think your pecker can feed my boy three times a day?" Pa asked him.

"Yup. Shore can and shorely will!"

Rafe walked back into the room. His giant rod swung back and forth with each step.

"That big thing is making you drool," Pa said to me. I looked down and saw Pa was right, my pecker was drooling. Joe and Pa had something to do with it, too.

Rafe stopped next to me. I wrapped a hand around his shaft and kissed the head of his pecker. Rafe groaned. The head sure looked like a ripe plum, something I'd noticed the first time I saw it. I took the head in my mouth and ran my tongue over it. It made Rafe groan and his whole body shivered.

"Joe is going to feed Daryl three times a day," Pa said. "Can you do that, Rafe?"

"Oh, lordie! And I gone whole years with no sex!"

I would have smiled if my mouth wasn't stretched around the end of Rafe's pecker.

"I'll do my damndest!" Rafe said. "But you don't want none?" he asked, Pa, I guessed.

"No. I'd much rather watch you feed him. Daryl's is really the only man cream I want. I guess Joe and I will share it."

"Yeah!" Joe said.

I pulled off Rafe.

I turned to Joe and stuck my tongue out. Joe stroked himself.

"Don't miss," Rafe said.

Joe and Pa laughed.

I watched Joe's pecker, eagerly.

"Daddy Joe's got somethin special for you," Joe said.

I groaned. I wanted it!

A few more strokes, and he began shooting his warm nut juice into my mouth.

"That's how to do it," Pa said, as Joe filled my mouth with his man milk. "That's the proper way to feed my boy."

Joe and Rafe both groaned upon hearing Pa's words. I reached for Rafe's big bone and stroked it. I had to tilt my head back so Joe's cream wouldn't run out of my mouth. I was surprised by how much Joe was shooting--surprised, but happy. But, as Pa liked to say, all good things end. And Joe stopped shooting.

"Now swallow all that good, rich milk," Pa said. I closed my mouth and did just that.

"Damn, that tastes good!" I said, once I swallowed a couple of times.

The men laughed.

"I want to thank you for feeding Daryl," Pa said to Joe. Joe and Rafe laughed. I lapped the last drops hanging from the head of Joe's rod. I was pleased to see it was just as hard as it was before he shot. I kissed it, and it began bouncing by itself. I laughed with pure joy.

"That's what ma pecker's for, feeding our boy and makin him happy."

I looked up at Joe and grinned. "It does make me happy."

Joe nodded his head. "You make me happy, baby boy. I loves ya."

"Suck your pa, now," Rafe said to me.

"Pa is dessert," I said.

All of them laughed.

I turned to Rafe's pecker and stuck my tongue out. Joe moved behind Rafe and began running his hands over Rafe's chest and belly. I could tell by Rafe's expression that he liked it. Then one of Joe's hands moved to Rafe's pecker.

"Let me milk you," Joe said to Rafe. Rafe groaned and let go off his meat. Joe began stroking Rafe, while his other hand pulled on one of Rafe's nipples. Rafe's pecker began drooling, heavily. I licked it up.

Pa moved closer to us. "That's a beautiful sight," Pa said.

Rafe chuckled, breathlessly.

I began lapping at the underside of Rafe's pecker head and wrapped my hand around his balls. Only a short time later, Rafe cried out as his cock began discharging. His hot milk soon filled my mouth.

Joe encouraged Rafe to empty his nuts.

"Yous doin the milkin," Rafe said.

Joe chuckled.

Rafe's cream was thicker than Joe's, but just as tasty. Because of the thickness, once Rafe stopped shooting, I had to swallow several times to get it all down. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was very happy. I was going to be able to do this three times a day!

"You let me milk you for Daryl?" Rafe asked Pa.

I opened my eyes and looked at Pa.

"It's up to you, Daryl," Pa said. "Would you rather suck me?" Pa asked me.

"Can we suck each other?" I asked.

Pa grinned.

"Of course!" Pa said. "I don't know if either of you have done this before, but we suck each other at the same time."

"Damn!" Rafe and Joe said, at the same time. We all laughed.

"I gots to see this!" Joe said. Rafe nodded his head. They both looked eager to see us do it.

Pa lay down on the bed. I climbed onto it. I got on my knees, first, and felt his hairy body. Pa closed his eyes and sighed. As Dan, he'd always liked when I felt him all over, and that hadn't changed.

I looked over and saw both Rafe and Joe were stroking themselves while they watched us. I bent down to kiss Pa. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it, while I wrapped my hand around Pa's rock-hard bone.

"Damnation! That is somethin to see!" Rafe said. "My pecker is never goin soft!"

Joe agreed.

"You can shore see how much he loves his pa," Joe said.

That was sure true. I loved Pa in many ways. As my parent, as my lover, and as the man who taught me almost everything I knew. He taught me how to read, how to count, how to draw, and how to have sex. In fact, at school the other boys talked about sex in private, but as far as I knew, I was the only one who was having sex regularly.

I pulled away from our kiss and smiled at Pa. I stroked his stubbled cheek.

"Will you fuck me after you feed me?" I asked him.

Pa grinned.

"Of course! And don't forget, you're going to sleep tonight with my pecker in you."

Rafe groaned.

I lay down on the bed in the opposite direction as Pa. I took his pecker into my mouth and he swallowed mine. We began sucking each other. I looked at Pa's hairy balls while I sucked.

"Aw, yeah! Hell, yeah!" Joe said.

"Lord almighty!" Rafe said. "I ain't never seen nothin like that!"

"I ain't," Joe said.

I thought briefly about how hard their peckers must be. Then I concentrated on the taste of my pa and his hard pecker. I thought back to the first time Dan and I had done that. It was the first time he swallowed my nut juice. I was shocked when he did that. I was even more shocked when he told me how much he liked the taste. Of course, he'd shot in my mouth many times before that, and I'd told him how much I liked his milk.

I heard slapping sounds, as Joe and Rafe stroked their rods. I was close to shooting. I didn't want to shoot too soon, but I couldn't control it. Fortunately, Pa's pecker began shooting. As I swallowed, I began shooting. I moaned as I swallowed. Pa moaned, too.

"Damn! I think they're doin it!" Joe said.

"Course they is," Rafe said.

When we were both done, I pulled off Pa. I squeezed the last drops out of his pecker and licked them up. I rolled over onto my back, and smiled.

"That was great!" I told Pa.

"It was!"

Just then, Joe climbed onto the bed. He pulled my head to his pecker. I eagerly swallowed it. I had no more than run my tongue over it, when Joe began shooting. Joe let out a string of curses, which shocked me a little.

"Damn! You shootin, agin?" Rafe asked him.

"Yeah!" Joe said, gasping.

I gulped down his milk. It was thin and easy to swallow. There wasn't much of it, but I was grateful.

"Can I fuck you, agin, Daryl?" Rafe asked.

"Of course you can," Pa said to him.

I tried to nod my head, but Joe's hand held my head where it was. When he finished shooting, he was still hard. He began thrusting into my mouth. Was he going to shoot, again? Pa had never been able to shoot a third time.

Rafe climbed onto the bed, and then fell off. He cursed as Pa and Joe laughed.

"I'll get up to make room," Pa said.

Rafe moved me around a little and lay down behind me. I groaned around Joe's pecker as Rafe pushed inside me. It hurt like it always did. He was just big. But the pain passed quickly. He began thrusting.

Joe pulled out of my mouth. He bent down and kissed me. I heard Rafe groan. After the kiss ended, I saw Pa was tugging on Rafe's balls while he fucked me.

"Do you like that?" I asked him.

"Cain't you tell?"

I laughed.

"You do look happy," I said.

He grinned and nodded.

"I love bein inside you," he said to me.

"I love you. And your big pecker. And your milk. And having you inside me," I said.

Rafe's grin got even broader.

"Don't ferget to shoot in his mouth," Joe said.

"Now hows in blazes could I ferget that?" Rafe asked.

Pa chuckled.

"It's not the sort of thing a man would forget," Pa said.

"Damn if that ain't true!" Rafe said. "I gots to feed my boy!"

I groaned, as Joe began rubbing his wet pecker on my face. Rafe continued slowly thrusting into me.

"Aw, shit!" Rafe said, a few minutes later.

Joe moved away, as Rafe pulled out of my rear. He moved up to my head and stroked himself. His pecker smelled like bacon and I realized I was hungry, again! I held my mouth open. Rafe groaned as just a little cream shot out of his pecker. It hit my chin. Joe wiped it off and stuck his finger in my mouth. I sucked Rafe's cream off it. Rafe fell back onto the bed and sighed.

"This is the best damn day of ma life!" he said, with feeling.

"Yup. Shore is," Joe said.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?" Pa asked me.

"I think I'll eat a little, first," I said to him.

"That's a good idea," Pa said. "Eat as much as you can. You need to gain weight and we need to heat things up for our dinner."

I nodded.

We left the bedroom. Rafe and Joe put on their pants. Pa and I stayed naked.

Pa made me a plate of bread, ham, and a big piece of cheese. If I ate all that, I wouldn't want dinner. I told Pa that.

"Just eat what you can."

Pa and Rafe put wood in the stove.

"We can handle this," Pa said to Joe. "Why don't you sit with Daryl."

Joe nodded and sat next to me. I ran a hand over his muscled chest. Joe grinned at me. He flexed his arm muscle and I felt it. Then he put his arm around me. I smiled at him. I liked it. I leaned against him, while I ate.

Rafe got out the whiskey and poured all of us drinks. I sipped mine. It didn't taste as awful as before. Maybe I was getting accustomed to the taste. Pa drank his, but then poured himself some brandy.

"Ah," Pa said, after he drank some. "I love my Christmas gift," he said to me.

I smiled. I was glad he liked it. I knew nothing about spirits. It wasn't something they taught at school.

Missy seemed to want to go outside, so after I ate, I got dressed and took her outdoors. Joe came with me. Missy sniffed the dead squirrel, before going out exploring. I could feel the whiskey. It made me a little dizzy. I decided I should be careful walking. I didn't want to slip on one of the patches of ice near the house. We followed her.

"Do you miss Tom very much?" I asked Joe.

Joe sighed.

"Less, since I got you, sweetheart." He stopped for a moment. "When we was young, I got to get a lot a sex. Once Pa died, it was less. When Tom started fooling with ladies, it stopped. It was mighty rough."

I nodded.

"I love Tom. I loved his pecker and bein under him."

"You mean getting fucked?"

"Yeah. I got mad. Real mad. I left the farm. Tom sold it."

Joe sighed. "But I stopped bein mad at Brother Tom. I's mad at Harry."

I understood that, but I wasn't sure Harry had done anything wrong. I couldn't imagine he forced Tom into sex with women.

"I want a see you under him, not me," Joe said.

I nodded.

"But we'll suck him together," I said.

Joe nodded, grinning.

"Tom told me nobody wants him as bad as you n me."

"He's so handsome and sexy," I said.

Joe grinned. "You just keep tellin him that. He'll be proud as a peacock."

"And I'll get the cock," I said.

Joe laughed.

"Hope so!"

We continued walking. Missy came with us. We walked over to the wooded area. You couldn't see Flora and Annabelle's place because of the cedars in the woods. I was sure I'd see it soon enough.

"I wonder if Missy knows her family is just over there," I said, pointing.

"Probly," Joe said, nodding.

She stopped walking, so I picked her up. She began licking my face, which made me laugh. I was so glad I had her.

"The only girl in our house," I said to Joe.

He laughed.

Joe wanted to go look in the barn, again. He said he wanted to make sure the horses had feed. I had forgotten all about my horse! I apologized to my horse and he didn't seem to hold it against me. I petted him for a while.

Joe moved behind me and pressed against my butt. I could feel his erection. I reached behind me and squeezed it. He was hard, despite having fed me twice only a few minutes, earlier.

"So, you like what's hangin tween old Joe's legs, doncha boy?" he asked me.

I turned around and he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I continued feeling his stiff pecker. He wrapped his arms around me. I let go of his meat and wrapped my arms around him. Joe pulled away, smiling.

"Love ya, boy,"

"I love you, Joe."

"Sometimes I wish you was mine, alone," he said. "But then I couldn't see your pa buryin his bone in you, n you drinkin his milk."

I grinned.

"Well, I like having three men. I don't want to lose any of you," I said.

"Four. Don't ferget Brother Tom. You be suckin his pretty pecker ever day. I's hopin he breeds your ass, too."

I grinned.

Joe then began talking about his plans for farming. I was surprised. It never occurred to me that we were going to be farmers. It was never mentioned at Rafe's cabin. Farming didn't appeal to me at all, but if Joe and Rafe were doing all the hard work, I would feel guilty. Suddenly, Joe laughed.

"Why are you laughing, Joe?"

"Yer face! You smellin somethin rotten?"

I forced a smile on my face.

"I never wanted to be a farmer. I want to draw for a living," I said. "Pa wants a portrait studio."

"Well, we gots to do something, Rafe n me. Cain't make much money farmin, but you and your pa will bring in hard cash, and we'll bring in the food."

I nodded. That sounded like a good plan.

I reached for Joe's crotch and felt him. Joe sighed and smiled.

"You still wants it."

I nodded. "For Christmas."

Joe grinned.

"One Christmas, Brother Tom tied a ribbon round his cock n balls. Said it were my Christmas gift."

I laughed. I'd done the same thing

"I did the same thing with Pa! Around his, I mean. I bet you liked it!"

"Shore did! We was snowed in. I played with it all day! Now, let's get inside," Joe said.

We walked back to the house. Missy followed us. I was glad to get back into the warm house. And the house was very warm. The hearth in the main room was huge and there were smaller ones in the bedrooms. It wasn't like Rafe's cabin at all, where you could sure feel the cold when you were near any of the walls. The rock walls in the new house made the difference. The best part was that it was warm enough to go without clothes inside, even in the middle of winter.

I pulled off most of my clothes and went to the kitchen. Pa and Rafe smiled at me. I looked at Pa's hairy chest and felt my pecker stiffen. That made Pa smile and Rafe chuckle, as he pointed at it.

"Sure smells good!" I said.

"Yup!" Rafe said.

Pa handed me a plate with scraps of meat, both ham and turkey. "For Missy," he said.

I put it down on the floor and called her. She came running.

"She knows her name already?" Pa asked, as amazed as I was.

"It seems so."

While she gobbled down the food, Pa walked up to me, tilted my head and kissed me. I felt his strong, manly body while we kissed. I heard Rafe breathing hard. I slipped my hand inside the front of Pa's pants and found his stiff pecker.

"You said you wanted me to fuck you," Pa said, after the kiss.

"That's always true," I said, smiling. "Every day and every night. I love being under you, Pa."

Pa's eyes got lustful and Rafe groaned. Pa wrapped his hand around my stiff pecker and stroked it.

"Joe told me that one Christmas, Tom wrapped a ribbon around his cock and said it was Joe's present," I said.

Pa laughed. "Daryl tied one around me last year," he said to Joe. The Pa turned to me. "Well, I already gave you a present. Don't be greedy," Pa said.

Rafe and I both laughed.

"We could have saved a lot of money on his gift, if we'd just done that," Pa said to Rafe.

We all laughed.

Joe walked into the kitchen. He was naked as a jay bird, and wrapped around his stiff bone was a bright red ribbon. Joe handed Rafe a piece of red ribbon.

"You want a see me like that there?" Rafe asked me.

I grinned.

"I sure do!"

"It keeps your pecker stiff, too," Joe said to Rafe.

"It do?"

"Yup," Joe said.

Rafe was standing close to me. One of my hands was still in Pa's trousers. I stuck my other hand inside Rafe's pants. Joe moved behind me. I wasn't sure why, until I felt his hand on my ass.

"It seems my son wants our cocks, again," Pa said.

"You know I've never stopped wanting your pecker since the first time you showed it to me," I said to Pa.

"That there's just how it should be," Joe said.

Rafe groaned. "That true?" Rafe asked Pa.

"It sure is. I had some vague idea of seducing my boy. He'd been making my cock stiff for years and years..."

I didn't know that. It was a surprise. How many years had I been making him hard?

"Damn!' Rafe said, with feeling.

"Half an hour after I showed it to him, I'd taught him how to suck me and he had a mouth full of my cream."

Joe sighed. He was probably remembering the fun sex he'd had with his own father.

"Then Pa kissed me and I fell in love with him," I added. "Of course, I didn't know he was my father."

Pa nodded.

"You liked your pappy's milk right off?" Rafe asked.

"I did. Not because of the taste, but because of what it was."

"Would you have did it if you knew he was your pa?"

"Yes. I would have been so happy that my father wanted me so much," I said.

Pa smiled at me.

"I thought my father didn't like me," I said. "I'm glad I was so wrong."

Rafe bent down and kissed me.

"I think the bread's risen enough," Pa said.

I pulled my hand out of Rafe's pants.

"You made bread?" I asked him, surprised.

"The ladies brought us dough," Pa said.

I nodded.

"We're lucky we met them," I said.

Rafe nodded his head. Pa did, too.

"We sure is!"

"Would you have had sex with your father after Roy taught you man sex?" Pa asked Rafe.

Rafe was quiet for a moment. Then he shook his head.

"Didn't like him," Rafe said. "I was plum crazy about Roy. Ifin he'd been my pa, I'd a done it."

Joe handed Rafe the ribbon.

"Can I put it on you?" I asked Rafe.

He grinned. "You shore can! Gotta do somthin first."

While they went back to work, Joe sat down. He wanted me to sit on his lap. I did. Joe wrapped his arms around me, and I leaned back against him.

While I played with the thick, black hair on Joe's arm, I got to thinking about what Pa had said about me making him hard for 'years and years'.

"Pa, when did I make you hard for the first time?"

To my great surprise, Pa blushed.

"Ah. I'd...rather not say."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Yeah. Why not?" Joe added.

Pa sighed.

"Once when you were very young, I heard you cry out when I was in the bath. I ran to you, naked. You were fine, but you reached for my pecker. You were fascinated by it. I didn't have sex with you, but I let you see it whenever your mother was out of the house. I would make it bounce, and you would laugh. I'd swing it back and forth, and you'd tried to grab it. I thought many times about letting you touch it, but I was afraid if I got started doing that, I wouldn't be able to stop myself. I don't think I could have forgiven myself if I'd had sex with you at that age. But that's the real reason why she kicked me out of the house. I didn't want to tell you this, but you asked. She caught me standing over you, with a stiff pecker. You were four years old."

"She thought you were having sex with me?" I asked.

"Noooo...she'd have killed me, if she thought that. I reminded her that I stayed hard because she refused to have sex. She said I was a pervert for allowing you to see me 'in that ungodly state', as she put it."

"That doesn't sound so awful," I said.

"Did you stroke yourself when your boy was lookin?" Joe asked.

Pa closed his eyes and nodded his head. "For years."

That was why Pa didn't want to tell me!

"It doesn't bother me, Pa."

"I'm glad," he said.

"It's funny, but I barely remember your face, but not your pecker."

"Well, you did see my face more often," Pa said.

I laughed.

I sat down at the table. Joe pulled up a chair and sat next to me. I reached over and felt his balls.

"They's busy making your next meal," Joe said.

All of us laughed.

"So is mine!" Rafe said.

Pa winked at me.

"I sure wish you two were naked," I said to Pa and Rafe.

"I will be soon. I know you need me inside you," Pa said.

Rafe nodded.

A few minutes later, they had done what they needed to. Pa pulled his shoes and pants off. He walked over to me. With his hands on his hips, he said, "Why don't you kneel?"

Rafe and I both groaned. I got off of Joe's lap and knelt in front of Pa. He pulled my head to his crotch. I smelled him, before taking his pecker in my mouth. I began sucking. I felt Joe moving, and a moment later, I felt him swallow my pecker. Joe began sucking me. It felt incredible. He was much better at it than Pa, but Joe had done it a lot more often than Pa. Right when I was close to shooting, Joe pulled off.

"You want your boy's milk?" Joe asked Pa.

"I do. I love his," Pa said.

That was news to me. I had told Pa how much I liked his, but Pa had never told me that. I was happy that we both enjoyed each other in that way.

 

 

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