Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2006 12:33:09 EST From: Kristiantrey@aol.com Subject: Finally series, part three This story is a work of Fiction. Actually, it is a fictional biography of my youth. names, places, dialogue changed to make it a good story but otherwise true! let me know if you like it! questions,comments,suggestions to kristiantrey@aol.com Finally, part three. Love hurts. Especially when it's nine plus inches of hard daddy dick going deep up my young 15 year old ass! I sighed as dad hit bottom, deep inside me. This time it didn't hurt as much, I guess he was being more gentle. Or maybe not. I opened my eyes to his ragged breath. Felt that big dick slid in and out of me. My arms holding daddy tight around his neck. My ankles over his shoulders as he drove deep into me. His big cock penetrated my thin body. But it didn't hurt so much this time. I guess I was opened by his last rough fuck. Wet and slippery from the load of sperm he had shot into me. My daddies cum deep inside me lubing his rock hard prick. The same sperm that had made me 15 plus years ago now lubed my tight butt. My daddies hot breath on my skin. His muscles tense as he rode me. My mouth opened to take his burning tongue in. My body shuttered as dad made me his. "I love you, son!" dad huffed into my ear. "Dad, I love you too!" I cried. His dick fucking my tight ass hard, his strong arms moved my legs till they were wrapped around his waist. Then he lifted me up. Us up as he sat up straight. My arms clung to his neck. Most of my weight being held up by the nine inch cock deep up my teen hole. I gasped as he went in deeper. Deeper than I thought possible. As I slid my skinny teen body down dad's thick cock, impaling myself on his hot dick, stars exploded in my head. The intense pain as he dug in deep made me black out for a second. My eyes rolled back in my head. "Chris!" dad cried, "you ok son?" I answered him the only way I could. The feeling as my whole body was being supported by his dick deep in me too much to handle. Dad's beautiful cock moving over my abused prostrate too much to take. My teen juice flowed out of my dick, covering his flat, muscular stomach as I had the most intense, violent orgasm of my young life! --------------------------------------------------------------- After that night, the night I first tasted my dad's hot dick and wonderful sperm, things got real crazy. Dad avoided me for days. Wouldn't talk to me at all. Left notes asking what we needed at the grocery store or telling me to do stuff. Early mornings he'd take off jogging to avoid me. Or work late until I was in bed. I missed him. Started to worry about what happened. Blamed myself. Finally figured he was avoiding me cause it was so bad. That I was bad. A lousy lay. That he was disgusted by what we did. Disgusted with me. That he hated me. I knew he liked doing it with guys so I ended up figuring that it was so bad with me cause I was horrible. Skinny, ugly, useless. Stupid thoughts I know now but I hurt so much from his rejection. I emailed my on line buddy Jon in Texas. A hot older dude. Whined to him about dad. He comforted me. Asked me if dad knew of the abuse at the hands of my ex step dad. Jon is the only person I ever told about it. Met him in AOL's chat room about gay incest. He is the one who explained to me that what my step dad did to me was abuse. Though I still had a tough time thinking that it wasn't something that boys just were supposed to do. That I was supposed to just do as I was told. No matter how much it hurt. Anyway, I told him that dad didn't know. He told me just to wait and let time do it's magic. But I still was hurt. Saturday morning I had left him a note practically begging him to talk to me. Asking him to forgive me. That I needed him. That I loved him. But he blew me off. Pissed me off that he ignored me. Even when I got right in his face about it. He just walked out. Took off for the day. I lay in bed crying the whole afternoon. This hurt. Being rejected by the one person I loved the most. By the time the sun set my mood had changed to anger. So he thought I was horrible. That I was some kind of slut or something. I got pissed off that he couldn't, wouldn't deal with it. With me. Showered, put on a tight black tee shirt, button fly 501 jeans and sneakers. Headed out. Headed to the mall. Saturday night and I knew it would be hopping. Hope for, fuck who the fuck I knew what I was thinking. I hurt! Deep inside. Cruised the mall. Went into the men's room at the department store with the same name as the one I met Randy up north in. Really had to piss. Pulled out my dick and did just that as two guys came in. One on each side of me. Quickly checked them out. The one on the left, maybe 25 at most, tall, like almost 6 ft., muscular, strong body. Short brown hair. Thin mustache. Black long sleeved silk dress shirt, open at the neck to reveal a nice tanned chest. Dress pants, expensive shoes. Hardening dick in his hand as he checked me out. The one on the right, maybe 20 if that. Shorter than the other guy, but still a few inches taller than me. Stocky, solid build. Like a football player. Or maybe soccer. Wearing a rugby shirt. Tight jeans showing a nice round ass. Stroking his dick as he looked at my now horny, rock hard teen dick. "Hey, cutie," the stocky jock said to me. "You like to play?" His tall buddy asked. "Yeah, sure guys," I quietly answered. "Kid, your fucking beautiful!" the tall dude told me as he ran his fingers through my long blond hair. That was nice to hear, his compliment made my cheeks burn. "He's blushing, that's so cute!" his jock buddy said. "Want to come home with us for some real fun, kid?" the tall guy asked. Now, I don't usually go places with strangers. Especially two strong young guys like these. But their kind words and my anger at dad made me not care. They liked me! That's all that mattered to my hurt pride. We walked to their car. A really nice Bmw. I was going to get in the back but the stocky guy had me sit on his lap. As we rode to their house, he and I kissed. His hand up under my tee shirt exploring my body. By the time we pulled into their garage, my shirt was off and my pants un buttoned. I was going to re button them when I got out of the car, but as the garage door slid shut, the stocky guy--Rick--just pulled them off me, laughing. I left my shoes and clothes in their garage. Walked between them nude into the house. The tall guy and I sat on the couch as his buddy went into the kitchen. I soon had his shirt unbuttoned revealing a hot, muscular chest. I was running my tongue over his hard brown nipple when Rick came back with three beers. "Here, Chris, drink up!" He laughed. "Derrick, this kid is so damn cute I could just eat him." "Who's stopping you?" Derrick, the tall dude, smiled, "go for it, lover." Rick took a long drink from his beer bottle. Then got on the floor between my legs. He reached for my dick as I drank some of the beer he had given me. I lay back against the soft leather couch as the hot jock sucked me. Derrick got up and left the room. I shivered as Rick took another long drink from his ice cold beer, then went down on me. The cold liquid on my hot dick felt weird. And fucking hot. He sucked me hard. My dick felt so good in his hot mouth. Then he got up and pulled me off the couch. Led me by the hand to the bedroom. "I was wondering if you guys were coming," a now nude Derrick said as he lay on the big king sized bed. The tall stud had a hot body. Tanned, muscular, defined chest and stomach. No hair at all. Shaved smooth, right down to his balls. His dick maybe 8 inches long, but really thin. Thinner than mine. I put my beer down next to his on the night stand and climbed next to him. His mouth met mine as I tasted his drink on his lips. Together we watched Rick strip. His stocky body was just as defined as Derricks. His silky black hair around his dick shining in the low light of the bed room. Hair there and just a little under his arms. Otherwise he was as smooth as Derrick. Or me for that matter. Rick's dick was wet. Uncut, maybe six inches long. Shorter than my 7 inches even. And thin too. But still damn fucking nice. The bed rocked as he joined us. I was pressed between two hot guys. Derrick's mouth on mine. Rick's roaming over my young body. I shook as he sucked me again. Gently rubbed my balls. Derrick moved down my chest until he was playfully biting my pink nipples. Rick went for my ass. I felt his tongue enter me. I stood on my knees on the bed. Rick behind me, eating my tight ass. Derrick sucking my dick. This was hot. They moved me on my side. Derrick's hot dick at my mouth, his on my dick. We 69'd as Rick licked my butt. Then the stocky jock had his dick pressed to my teen hole and was sliding in me. Rick's expert rim job had me wet and ready. Didn't hurt at all as he fucked me. His arms around my neck as he kissed my back. Bit my neck softly. Then rolled both me and Derrick over. Rick on the bottom, me with his dick up my teen butt in the middle, and Derrick on top with his cock in my throat. I could imagine the view Derrick had of his lover screwing my tight butt. Rick held me tight in his strong arms. Derrick moved around until his tongue was licking my hole. My teen hole that had his lover's dick in it. Being rimmed and fucked at the same time is just the most awesome feeling. Derrick got me good and wet, then climbed on me. His smooth body between my legs. His hard dick pressing against my already full hole. I've heard of this, hell, seeing pictures on the net of guys getting double fucked got me to shoot big time. But to have it done to me? I tried to relax. Hell, their two dicks together weren't as big as uncle Mark's had been. And he had fucked my 5 year old hole till it bled. I knew I could handle these two dudes if I just relaxed. "Chris, baby, let me in, handsome." Derrick moaned. "Your so fucking beautiful kid." I don't know if it was his words or the beer, but I relaxed as he pushed in. His long, thin prick joined his lover's up my butt. He went in balls deep, his testicles slapping Rick's as they double fucked my poor ass! But I loved it. Ok, it did hurt. But the feeing of being part of two men was so great. Rick's strong arms holding me tight. Not to keep me from running, but to comfort and support me. And Derrick's tongue in my mouth was wonderful. The tall tanned stud on top of me slid his cock in and out. Rubbing Rick's dick and making it slide over my prostate. Rick let out a loud moan, sank his teeth deep into the soft flesh of my neck and exploded inside me. His lover thrust hard and joined him in a hot frenzy of lust. My ass dripped sperm as they filled me to over flowing. They gently slid out of my stretched hole. Rick's mouth met mine as Derrick went down and sucked the sperm out of my slowly closing teen hole. "You ok, Chris?" Rick whispered. "Yeah, more than ok, guys," I grinned at them. "Fuck that was hot kid! Shit, Rick, look at the marks on his neck." "Damn, sorry kid, gave you one nasty hickey." Rick said. "You going to get in trouble over that, Chris?" "No, no way. My dad doesn't give a shit about me anyway, guys, it's ok." "You sure?" Derrick asked. "Yeah," I quietly said. "He cool with you staying out late?" Rick asked. "Sure, why? It's only 9:30pm guys." I said. "We're heading to a hot party later, want to come?" Rick asked me. Did I? Usually I was home by 11:00pm at the latest. But I was so angry at dad still. And he didn't even talk to me anymore. Why would he give a fuck if I was out all night? If I even ever went home? "I would fucking love to go, guys!" I replied. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The party was rocking. Hot guys everywhere in the big, water front house. The two hosts, Karl and Trent, greeted Derrick and Rick with big hugs. They were a little more friendly to me. Ok, Trent had his tongue down my throat as Karl sucked on my neck from behind. Karl's hands roaming up under my black tee shirt. Trent groping my teen dick through my jeans. I wandered though the large house. Found the bar in the kitchen and grabbed another beer. Men everywhere. Mostly older, my new buddies Derrick and Trent the youngest I saw. Some well dressed in expensive dress shirts and pants. Some in tee shirts and jeans like me. A few hot guys in tank tops and tight shorts. All smiling and being nice to me. I noticed a few things about all these gay men. Oh, they were all nice. And most were in decent shape. But a lot of them smoked. Something I don't like. And they all had short hair. Mine was by far the longest. Except for the few 'bear' type men, most didn't have facial hair either. I thought that being gay meant you could be yourself. These guys were as polished and looked so alike, just like the tight groups of kids in school. Not all of them, but hell, what the fuck does an 15 year old high school freshman know anyway? A little overwhelmed by all these guys, I took my beer out to the patio. Sat by the canal that ran behind the house. Full of big boats. The lights on the water from the other expensive homes such a contrast to my quiet neighborhood. Rick came out and sat with me. "You ok, cutie?" he asked me. "Sure, just getting some air," I told him. Truthfully, all that smoke bothered my asthma big time. I didn't want to cough and had left my inhaler at home in my rush to go out tonight. "Chris, Derrick and I are heading home in awhile, do you want a ride?" Rick questioned me, "or Karl said that he could bring you home after the party." "Oh, that's cool. I'd like to stay a awhile and see what's up." "Yeah, you didn't get off, sorry about that, Chris, I'm sure you'll find plenty of guys here to take care of that." Rick gave me funny look, "Kid, just how old are you anyway?" "15," I admitted quietly. "Fuck! Damn, you're a beautiful kid, take care, Chris." he said. He gave me a tight hug and a hard look before he left. Looked kind of scared. Guess being with a guy my age freaked him a little. I went back in to get another beer. I don't drink much but tonight I didn't give a shit. Decided I better hit the bathroom too. Found one just as a hot guy came out. "Have fun in there, kid," he laughed at me. I went in. There was a guy standing by the tub pissing. Into the tub. Thought that was weird until I saw the guy lying down, getting soaked from the dude's piss. Young, almost my age maybe. Wearing a tight white wife beater tank top, now soaked to the skin with piss. Soaked jeans, bare feet. The wet shirt clung to his tight, hard body. Not jock-hard like Rick, but lean and tough. Long greasy black hair tied back in a pony tail. Patch of dark fuzz on his chin. Fucking hot I thought as I watched his mouth open to taste the man's warm piss. With a shock, I recognized him. A kid from my high school. In the 11th grade. A rough, scary bastard with a nasty rep. Cuff, his nickname, the only thing I ever heard anyone call him, even the teachers. "Your turn, kid," the man said as he zipped up. "Don't worry, he loves it." Ok, this was fucking weird. I had to piss bad but the hot guy in the tub, a kid from my school no less, was turning me on. "Give it to me," he growled, "let me taste it, stud." Fuck, ok, I did. I pulled out my quickly thickening dick and tried to relax enough to piss. His wet body spread before me was so hot. But the beer did the trick and I had to fucking go! I let go with a strong stream of hot liquid. Aimed at his chest. Moved my dick back and forth as I soaked him good. I was pissing with a hard dick I was so horny by now. "Dude, man, in my mouth," he grunted, "let me taste it, stud." I aimed at his open mouth. He brought his lips up to my dick and I shook as I felt his warm breath on me. My piss flowed into his thirsty mouth and down his hot throat. I moaned as his hot mouth swallowed my teen prick. My piss stopped as he sucked me. My rock hard 7 inches deep in his sucking throat. His dark black eyes met my blue ones as he sucked me. My hand went down his undone jeans. Gripped his dick tight in the wet confines of his pants. Then I shuttered as my teen cum flowed into his hot mouth. Cuff sucked me hard, swallowing ever drop. I almost fell on him I was so out of it. His strong arms caught me. His lips met mine in a wet, spunk filled kiss. As I left, two other hot studs were busy splashing there golden piss over him. He gave me look that said he wanted more. From me? After a bite to eat and another beer, I found Karl and Trent. Thought about asking him to drive me home but his hot mouth on mine got me horny again. The two well dressed hosts took me by the arm and walked me into their playroom. Dark, dank, hot. Windows blacked out. Full of half naked, sweaty guys making out. They pulled me to a old dirty mattress lying in the middle of the room. A spot light shone on it. As Karl kissed me, Trent stripped me. My tee shirt, my sneakers. My jeans down around my ankles. Then Karl lifted me as Trent pulled them off. No shorts--they were still at Derrick's and Rick's place. In the garage I think. They positioned me in the light. My nude body for all these hot guys to lust after. Sure, I was horny, my dick hard. But I was scared too. Hell, I knew enough that I guessed I was about to be the main event of the party. Getting gang banged may be a hot fantasy, but did I really want all these guys on my young teen body? Up my tight butt? Watching the men around me strip, I realized that I either had the choice of joining them and having fun or get gang raped. My old habit, driven into me by my step dad's violent insistence, of never saying 'no' took over. Karl lay me on my back as his thick prick pushed against my lips. As I sucked him deep, I felt Trent penetrate my butt with his cock. But he was gentle and well lubed and slipped in easy. And Karl was down on my dick with his talented mouth. This wasn't so bad. Damn, it was great actually. Karl sucked me until he shot in my mouth. Trent deposited his sperm up my teen hole. The other guys were all going at it with each other. Sure, three more were quick to join me on the bed, but they were fun. One sucked me. One shoved his tongue in my mouth, the third was sucking on my nipples. Strong hands lifted me and I felt a mouth sucking Trent's juice out of my butt. Then a dick slid in deep. Pumped my tight ass full of man juice after a few thrusts. I was having a great time. No one forced me to do anything. They all kissed, sucked, licked and played with my young body. These were real men, guys who didn't believe in forcing themselves on another man. Or kid. I sucked down maybe 10 hot loads of sperm. Took several guys up my ass. Loved every minute of it but didn't get off for some reason. After about a hour or so, I had to piss bad again. Walked nude to the bathroom where Cuff had been. Was kind of disappointed he wasn't there. Pissed and left, looking for Karl. Found him and Trent with a now nude, freshly showered Cuff. He was so damn hot standing there. I joined them and he put his arm around me. "Chris, you want a ride home?" Karl asked me, "Cuff here said he'd take you if you want." "On your bike?" I asked, I loved riding motorcycles. "Yeah, stud, sure," his low, sexy voice said to me, "let's go find my clothes, and yours too, stud." We found mine back in the playroom. Still full of guys going at it. I followed Cuff to a guest bedroom. He shut the door and pulled me close. His mouth met mine. My tongue went deep inside him. We moved to the bed. He pulled me down on top of him. My hard dick pressed against his flat stomach. His against my thigh. I explored his hot body with my mouth. Sucked his nipples, then bit as he moaned and squirmed under me. Took his nice 6 inch uncut dick down my throat. Ran my tongue under the thin, tight skin of his foreskin. Tasted his dripping pre-cum. His legs spread showing me his dripping hole. Dripping sperm. I licked deep up his hot, sweaty crack. Sucked cum from his used butt hole. Drove two fingers in deep. Pulled them out covered in sticky goo. Put them in his hot mouth. He let out a low moan as he sucked my fingers clean. "Fuck me, Chris," he cried, "please, stud?" "Sure Cuff, sounds fucken great!" but I was in a kinky mood and wanted to do something else first. "You want my big dick up you, you gotta pay the price!" I was just kidding, sort of, but he just grinned and ran his tongue over his red lips. "Chris, what do you want, stud?" he asked me, "I'll do anything to feel that hot dick in me!" "First, eat my ass out, Cuff," I moaned as I sat on his face. My butt was damn sore from all the hot dicks that had been up it. And full of tasty cum. I guessed he'd like to taste it. His moans as his hot tongue probed deep into me showed me how right I was. I relaxed my hole and let all the juice slid into his mouth. He kind of choked on it, there was so much cum leaking out of me. But he keep sucking until I was cleaned out. "Second, stud, kiss me!" I cried as my mouth met his and I tasted all that used cum on his lips. I held him down by his thin wrists as I tongue wrestled with him. Not that he couldn't break free anytime. But I wanted to be on top this time. To be in control. And he let me. "Third, why the hell do they call you 'Cuff'?" I asked him. "Why? Cause I always carry these!" he laughed. Cuff pulled a set of used police handcuffs off his jeans from where they lay on the bed. They were closed around a belt loop. "My dad gave them to me, Chris," he quietly told me. "Before he left the force and took off." "Oh, sorry dude," I told him. "It's ok, Chris, really. Hey, you want to use them?" he asked me. "You want to handcuff me?" I asked, suddenly scared. "No, cuff me and then ride my ass, dude," he moaned, "Please, Chris?" I took the offered handcuffs. Pulled his arms over his head. Cuffed him to the head board. His lean arms stretched over his head. The black fur wet and dank under his pits. He spread his legs and I lined my dick up with his wet hole. One shove and I was balls deep. I bent forward to push my tongue back in his hot mouth. We kissed as I rode his hot ass. Not tight, but wet and hot and my dick just loved it. My hands held his arms hard, holding him down, controlling him. He loved it. I pulled off his hot mouth. A long string of sticky spit fell from my mouth to his face. His tongue snaked out and licked it up. I saw my chance and spit into his open mouth. His whole body jumped. Then again as my wet spit hit his hard, smooth chest. His pale skin under my tanned young body. I drove deep into his ass. I must have hit the right spot. He jumped, swore and moaned as his dick shot off. His ass tightened on my deeply buried teen prick and I joined his orgasm as my cum exploded deep into his body. I lay on his panting body. My nose in his wet, hot pit. I gently got the hand cuffs off him. His wrists were raw. We kissed for what seemed like hours. 4:30 am. Cuff dropped me off in front of my house. The ride with me clinging to his hot body was so fucking great. He kissed me before he left. I had his cell number and email. He had mine. I walked into the dark house. Into the kitchen. Saw my dad sitting at the table in the dark. A empty six pack on the cold table. My happiness at finding Cuff turned to fear. This big, strong, hard man, my dad, was drunk and angry. At me! "Where the hell have you been, Chris?" he snapped at me. "Why, what the fuck do you care?" I snapped back. Hell, I was still angry that he hurt me. Avoided me all week and know he's mad at me? Maybe it was the beers, maybe it was the hurt still burning in my heart, but I decided to fight back this time. "What? Chris, it's 4:30 in the morning. Where the fuck have you been all night?" "I was out having fun. With guys who like me. Wanted me. Who are not disgusted by me and who I am." "Chris, I'm your father, don't talk like that to me!" "Some damn dad you are. First you tease me with what I've only dreamed about. Then you ignore me. Avoid me. Blow me off when I really need you the most!" I was hurt and angry. "Chris, don't talk about that ever!" he barked. "Fuck off, dad. You know you wanted me. Was I so bad? Why didn't you just take me! I wanted you just as much as you wanted me!" I cried. "Chris, no , that can never happen again, son," he said. "Was I so fucking bad? Am I so ugly that you get disgusted looking at me? Being with me in bed? I know I'm not one of those muscle stud you bring home and screw but I thought I gave you a good blow job at least, daddy. Didn`t you like it?" "Chris, it's not that..." he began. "Then what? Dad, I know that some guys like me. Fuck, the party I was at tonight had dozens of guys all chasing me, lusting after me!" I cried out. "Chris, god, don't say that. That's disgusting!" dad said in a cold voice. "They didn't find me disgusting! They loved me! Hell, daddy," I said softly and sweetly, my tone making my description even more lurid, "I took a dozen guys up my butt! And even more fed me their hot cum, right down your little boy's sucking mouth!" "Chris, no! Don't say that!" "Why, cause they took what your not man enough too? That they enjoyed me? Weren't disgusted by me?" I was sobbing now. Dad glared at me. Rage filled his eyes. Anger that made me shake. "You dirty little whore!" he yelled, "you're a fucking whore, Chris!" "I am not! I don't take money from guys when I give them my body, daddy. I take them cause I want them. I love it! Love having dozens of guys screw me! Dump their loads down my throat or up my butt" I yelled back. "You little sorry ass bastard!" he snapped. He stood over me, his tall, strong body looming over mine. His fist came at me. I fell to the floor as pain exploded in my jaw. Tears of pain, of anger, of loss, running down my face. Dad looked down at me, turned and stalked out. I heard the door slam as he left. I crawled to my room. Climbed in bed. The pain, the fear, the beers, I fell into a dark nightmare filled sleep. The throbbing in my jaw woke me. It was dark. I looked at the clock. 8:45pm. Felt something heavy on the bed. Sat up to see dad sitting there, watching me. "Chris, son, I'm so sorry baby," he began. "Dad." I whispered. "We have to talk. To figure this out. Oh god, Chris, you don't know...." "Dad, please!" I said louder. I was holding my left hand tight to my chest. As dad turned on the light I saw why it hurt so much. My thumb was swollen, bruised, black and blue. Guess I landed on it when I fell. Hurt like fucking hell. "Chris, we have to get this settled, now. Before it gets any more out of control." "Daddy," I cried, tears from the pain in my eyes, "later! We have a bigger problem right now." He turned pale as he saw my hand. One arm went around my shoulder. Tears in his eyes. "Oh, hell, baby, daddy is so sorry!" he cried.