Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2000 23:09:31 -0500 (EST) From: Marc Subject: Free To Lust (Part 3) Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic depictions of consenting sex between men who engage in some activities that the reader may find objectionable. So, if incest, watersports and scat are offensive to you and you are under the age of eighteen, LEAVE NOW! Free To Lust By Rim4you Chapter Seven "The Secret" In the weeks that followed I went through periods of depression and doubt. Discovering what the real world was like at twenty-four wasn't all that easy. I had my good days and bad. At times I wondered if I made the right decision in leaving the Abbey, but then I'd look at my brother wand his wonderful smile and that come hither look and all my doubts melted in his warm embrace. My skills as a cook landed me a job at the local country club. As Dad was a member, he pulled some strings and I got the job without much effort on my part. "Hi Mom!" "Hello, Adam! You're in a very cheerful mood this evening." I had just gotten home from work and was all smiles. "What's with you?" Brad smirked. "Got laid on your lunch break?" "Brad!" Mom gasped. "Just teasing, Ma! Jeez! Lighten up. I can tease my brother!" "Guess what?" I beamed with pride. "What's going on?" Dad asked, joining everyone in the kitchen. "Adam's about to tell us how he got some chick knocked up over the stew pot!" Brad replied, choking with laughter. "Brad!" Mom said, banging her spatula against the pot of stew she was preparing for our dinner, a little annoyed. "I got a promotion today!" "To what? Head potato peeler?" Brad chirped. "That's enough out of you, young man!" This time Mom was a bit perturbed. "Oh Ma! I'm used to Brad's teasing. If he wasn't teasing me than I'd really get worried." "What kind of promotion, Adam?" Dad asked. "The General Manager asked me to go into management as the assistant manager is leaving! I start training tomorrow morning. No more uniform! Tomorrow I get to wear a tie!" "That's great news son! I'm proud of you! Dave says you're a really hard worker and have good working skills." Dad said. "That's wonderful!" Mom added, sweetly. "So! Ice cream parlor Brad, what do you have to say?" "Eat me!" Brad replied, with a big grin on his face. "One scoop or two, little brother?" I walked up to Brad and whispered in his ear: "How 'bout three scoops with alot of your fudge on 'em?" Brad smiled with mischief. "Ma!" "What?" "Adam's being nasty!" Mom rolled her eyes with that "yeah right" look. Not her sweet Adam. "Why you little ..." I grabbed my brother and wrestled him down on the floor, the two of us laughing and hollering. It wasn't until my leg caught the leg of a chair and sent it across the room that Mom stompped her foot. "John!" "Boys!" Dad barked. "Yes, Dad?" Brad and I replied, trying to choke down our laughter. "Either take it outside or up to your rooms!" Brad and I picked ourselves up. I scooted the chair back to its rightful place. "Meet ya upstairs, Adam!" Brad hollered. "Be there in a sec!" I replied. Then I turned to Mom. "Well, at least I didn't break anything, Mom!" "Oh! You and your brother get ready for dinner in about forty-five minutes." She said, pacified with the kiss on the cheek I'd given her before making a dash out of the kitchen and upstairs. "What did I tell you, dear?" Dad said, putting his arms around Mom. "We've got two teenage boys in the house!" I ran upstairs to Brad's room. I opened the door, walked in and locked it behind me. Brad was slipping out of his jeans, bent over. "Ah man!" "Want something, big brother?" Brad said, looking back over his shoulder at me. "Do I ever! You have got the hottest ass I've ever seen in my life, Brad! I wan it bad!" "I've kept it just the way you like it too, Adam! Nice and smelly!" "Fuck!" I moaned, leaning against the door and gropping myself. Brad swivled his ass and slid his hand down the back of his briefs. Removing his hand he held his finger under his nose and took a deep whiff. "Oh yeah! Even I like that!" "I need you, Brad!" "We don't have much time, Adam! Dinner will be ready soon. But I need to talk to you about something." "Fuck! Not even a quickie?" "We might have time for that!" Brad remarked, straightening himself up and sitting on his bed sniffing his finger. I sat next to him and together we sniffed his fragrant finger. "What did you want to talk about, Brad?" I asked, as our lips met. As we kissed, I drew my brother into my arms and pulled him down on the bed. He ground his hard cock against mine as our mouths hungrily sought each other's tongue. "It's about Dad." Brad moaned. "What about him? I moaned back, my hands roaming freely over Brad's body. Brad broke our kiss and lay back on the pillows. I turned on my side and gently caressed his nipples. He looked deeply into my eyes. "Brad." I whispered, softly. "You're not saying anthing." Brad took in a deep breath and sighed. "This happend about two years ago, Adam. Uncle Rich was here for a visit. Mom was off for the eveninig with her friends from the Altar Society. Dad and Uncle Rich were down in the basement shooting pool. I was here in my room. They were drinking and somewhat noisy but having a good time." Brad grinned. "After awhile, I noticed that things got kinda quiet so I tiptoed down to the basement. As I approached the door it was slightly ajar and I could hear these smacking sounds followed by moans. The overhead light was off. Only the lamp in the corner of the room was on." "So!" I said. Brad's grin broadened. "Dad and Uncle Rich were naked, Adam! They were buck ass naked!" "What?" I gasped. "Yep! As the day they were born! Dad was bent over the pooltable and Uncle Rich was standing beside him with a belt in his hand spanking Dad's ass!" "You're joking aren't you, Brad?" "Nope! I'm not. It get's better." "Dad? Uncle Rich?" "Yep!" "Uncle Rich's dick was rock hard and Dad's cock was pushed between his legs and I could see that he had a boner too! Each time that the strap met his ass, Dad would yelp and cry out 'more! more!' And Uncle Rich would beat his ass some more." "They didn't notice you, Brad?" "Hell no! They were so into what they were doing, I could have sat there with the door wide open." "What did you do?" "I watched and jacked on my cock! It turned me on, Adam! Seeing Dad and Uncle Rich doing that turned me the fuck on!" "Then what happened?" "Uncle Rich dropped the belt and knelt behind Dad's ass and started to eat Dad's ass out. Dad really went wild then. He raised one leg onto the pooltable so his ass would be spread real wide." "Does Dad have a nice ass, Brad?" "Fuck! You'd love it, Adam! It's real hairy and sti ..." "Stink! How would you know that? Are you trying to tell me that you and Dad ...? Brad looked deeply into my bulging eyes. "Uh-huh! And Uncle Rich too!" "The three of you?" "Yeah!" "For how long?" "I told you, Adam. It happened about two years ago. That very same night. When it got to the point when Uncle Rich started fucking Dad ... well ... uh ... I kinda lost it and fell forward and the door flew open and there I was with my pants yanked down and my dick as hard as ever!" "Did they get mad at you?" "Uh! Mad? Nope. Surprised? Yeah, big time! I can still see the look on their faces. Uncle Rich pulled his cock outta Dad's ass and it was covered in shit! "Did they say anything to you? Yell at you or something?" "Well, Dad just looked at me and said something like 'if ya wanna join us, close the fuckin' door!'" "So what did you do?" I said, slipping my hand inside my brother's briefs and feeling his hard shaft. "I stood up and took off my clothes, stepped into the room and closed the door. The next thing I knew Uncle Rich was on the pootable and I was between his legs sucking on his shitty cock and Dad was fucking me. Before the night was over I had been fucked by both men and I loved it, Adam!" "Does Dad still fuck you?" I asked. "Yes, he does, Adam! I fuck him too. We enjoy having dirty sex. Piss and shit ... uh ... the whole nine yards." I fell back onto the pillow beside Brad. I felt thunderstruck by what my brother had told me. "Are you upset, Adam? Don't hate Dad, I don't!" "No! No! It's not that, Brad! It's just ... fuck! How do I explain it? Brad! Dad has always turned me on!" "He has?" "Yes! I've always admired his body!" "He works out at the gym at the country club three nights a week you know." Brad responded. "Yeah! He's done that for years and he still looks great! Just as I always remembered him and ..." I laid my head on Brad's chest. He ran his fingers through my hair which was rapidly growing back! "And what?" he whispered. "Lusted, Brad! I've always lusted for him!" "Adam? Can I tell you something else?" "You can tell me anything, Brad!" "The night before you came home, Dad slipped into my room and we had sex. As he was fucking me he said, 'I wonder what it would be like to fuck your brother?'" "He did?" "Yes, Adam! He ... we want you too! The three of us, together!" "Adam! Brad!" Mom's voice rang out, "Dinner's ready!" "We'll be right down, Ma!" Brad shouted. "Does Dad know that you and I have fooled around, Brad?" "Yes. He does, Adam." Brad replied, grasping the doorknob in his hand. I wrapped my hand around my brother's. "Does he really want me, Brad?" Brad looked at me. His blue eyes were so tender and his expression filled with sincerity. "He wants you. I want you! I want you all the time, Adam! Now you know our secret." During dinner, I kept glancing back and forth between my brother and my Dad. Chapter Eight "Fun and Games" The week that followed saw me on pins and needles. My new position at work. What Brad had told me and I couldn't keep my eyes off of my Dad! Each night I would slip into Brad's room, or he in mine, only to wake up the next morning in each other's arms. Brad and I had become inseperable. On Wednesday night thngs changed. "I've got to go, John! She's my sister and she needs me!" Mom was almost hysterical after the phone call that her sister was in the hospital and on life support. "I'll book you a flight on the next plane to San Diego, Maria." Dad said, trying to calm Mom down. "Go get a suitcase packed while I make the call." Mom flew past me up the stairs as I was coming down. Brad was coming out of the kitchen with a bag of potato chips in his hand, munching away. "Mom? What's wrong?" She didn't answer. She just shook her head and continued up the stairs, crying. "Dad!" I shouted. "What's going on?" As Brad and I met Dad at the bottom of the staircase he filled us in on why Mom was so upset. "Aunt Clare?" Brad asked, in amazement. "But she's as strong as an ox!" "You are going too, Dad, aren't you?" I asked. "I can't get away right now, Adam. I've got a big contract coming up tomorrow and I can't postpone." "John! Did you get me a flight?" Mom hollered. "Yes! It leaves at eight-thirty. That gives you two hours!" "Thank God!" Brand and I ran upstairs. We helped her get her things together. Before long, Dad was ushering Mom out the door as they headed for the airport. The next two days were tense ones but by Friday we all breathed a sigh of relief. Aunt Clare had been moved out of ICU with signs of improvement. "That calls for a drink!" Dad said, hanging up the phone with Mom. Dad reached for his favorite bottle of scotch and poured the three of us a drink. Then another and another. The music from the stereo became a little louder as the three of us relaxed. As Dad became more and more jovial I kept my eyes on him. I observed each time he crossed the room and bent over to slip a new CD into the stereo, his ass so firmly encased in his tight jeans. I was becoming more and more aroused. Brad sat there with his jeans unzipped and his legs spread wide, invitingly. The forth scotch loosend me up. As Dad bent over to unlace his sneakers, Brad winked at me and nodded towards Dad. I got up from the sofa, next to Brad, and crossed the room to where Dad was. My heart was pounding in my chest, my cock throbbing within my shorts. His ass was just to inviting. Too sensuous to pass up. I approached him from behind and ran my hands over his full, muscular, melon butt. "Found something you like there, Adam?" he said, looking back at me with a familiar glimmer in his eyes. "Yes!" I groaned, feeling up my Dad's ass and grinding my crotch against him. The sound I heard next was his zipper being tugged down. "Pull his fuckin' pants down, Adam!" I looked back to see Brad, his cock in his hand stroking away. "Show me his ass! I know that's what you fuckin' wanna see too!" Dad offered no resistance as I hooked my fingers onto his jeans and slid them down revealing his creamy white butt. I gasped at the sight and sunk to my knees. "You like that, Adam?" Dad asked, in a husky voice. "Like what you see?" "Yeah! Fuck yes!" I moaned. "Smell it, Adam! Smell his ass!" Brad hissed, standing up and yanking his jeans off. I pulled my father's mounds apart and brought my face closer and closer to his spread butt and sniffed. "Fuck!" I groaned, as the pungent aroma of Dad's ass swirled up my nostrils. Pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it aside, Brad approached me, naked. His cock bobbed up and down as he grasped the back of my head and pushed it forward. "Smell that dirty, stinkin' ass, Adam!" My face made contact. Dad's hairy cleft was sweaty and moist to the touch. As I took a deep breath, his foul stench seemed to seep into every core or my being. His butt smelled so rank, so putrid! Yet I was getting off on its ripe aroma!. My cock responded by swelling to life, jerking wildly. I reached down between my legs and yanked my dick free. As I stroked my cock I buried my face deeper into my Dad's hairy trench until my nose was against his warm pucker. I sighed as I breathed his noxious, intoxicating fumes. "Oh yeah, fucker!" Dad moaned, grinding his asshole upon my sniffing nose. "Smell my fuckin' dirty shithole! Smell my fuckin' asshole, Adam!" "Give him your stink, Dad!" Brad shouted. "Make him worship your fuckin' raunchy butt!" "You heard your brother, boy! Worship my motherfuckin' stink, slimey ass!" I had to taste what was smelling, what was arousing me so completely. I opened my mouth and began lapping hungrily at my Dad's funky, ripe asshole! "That's it, son!" Dad hissed, "Eat my ass! Eat my stinkin' ass!" "Brad!" Dad shouted. "Get your fuckin' asswipin' tongue down there with your brothers'! I wanna feel both of your tongues lickin' on my dirty ass!" Brad dropped to his knees beside me and together our tongues swirled around our Dad's nasty hole. Together, my brother and I, licked and probed our father's reeking butthole. "Fuckin' feels so good!" Dad shouted. "I got myself two of the nastiest motherfuckin' bitches suckin' at my dirty hole! Eat my ass, boys! Eat my stinkin' ass!" As Brad and I contnued to lap at our Dad's raunchy hole, he farted. It was a juicy, wet fart. I felt something splatter against my tongue and lips. Brad and I lunged forward at this tasty treat! Each of us trying to capture Dad's gift to us. "How's that, you fuckin' pigs?" Dad shouted. "More! More!" I gasped, slurping away. "You want more, Adam?" "Yes! Please!" I begged. "I want your shit, Dad! Brad and I want your shit!" "And my ass is packed with shit for the two of you!" Brad tugged at me, gently. "We gotta set things up, Adam." "Huh?" "Get the plastic out." Relunctly I pulled away from Dad's ass. I was panting with lust. Dad poured himself another drink as Brad and I prepared the room. We pulled the furniture back and laid down sheets of plastic Dad through a log into the fireplace and snapped off the lights. The flames flickered casting shadows around the room. Dad scurried off for a moment and returned with three bottles of poppers. I hadn't done poppers in years! Dad and I stripped off our clothes. Naked the three of us settled down and sipped our drinks. The mood. The heat building up between us again. Dad propped himself up against the hearth of the fireplace. He spread his legs and his mammoth cock jutted upward. I slid towards it, crawling upon my stomach towards the instrument, from which, his ejaculated seed had created me. Approaching his manhood, standing so erect and tall, I traced my tongue up and down his shaft as he moaned at each flicker of my tongue, "Suck my cock, Adam! Suck it!" I wrapped my lips around my Dad's mushroom head and sucked it deep into my mouth. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" he moaned, as my head bobbed up and down. Brad was not to be left out, as he sprawled between my outstreatched legs and buried his face in my ass and ate ... and ate ... and ate! "Eat his ass, Brad! Eat Adam's ass while he sucks my cock! Fuck! You boys look so good. Does your brother's ass stink?" "Yes!" Brad gasped. "Fuck! His ass stinks so good! "Smell it! Eat it, Brad!" Dad groaned, pinching his nipples. Brad buried his face deep into my ass. As he did so, Dad held the bottle of poppers under my nose and I took a deep snort. I felt that rush of exhliration. I could feel my brother's tongue lapping, probing at my shithole. I groaned out loud as a wet, slimey fart escaped my hole and Brad's tongue became more persistent. I gave a slight push and in an instant I could feel a turd sliding out of my asshole onto Brad's face! At the same moment I felt a gush of something warm and liquidy in my mouth. As I was taking a shit, Dad was pissing down my throat! His warm nectar filled my mouth as my warm, filthy, stinking slop filled Brad's open, hungry oriface! "Yeah!" Dad bellowed. "Take my piss! Take your brother's shit!" As Brad's mouth filled with my shit, he pushed it back out. Reaching up with his hands he began to rub it, smear my stinking waste all over my uptrned ass. It felt so warm! So pasty as its pungent aroma filled the air! "Fuck!" Dad cried out, "I smell shit!" "See shit, Dad!" Brad groaned, as he raised his head to reveal his brown smeared face to our Dad. "That's fuckin' hot, son! Seein' and smellin' your brother's shit on your fuckiin' face!" "Eat my shit, Brad!" I hissed, between spurts of Dad's piss in my mouth. "Eat it!" Dad scooted himsels lower and raised his legs us. Instinctively I too raised my body upwards my shity ass in the air. "Fuck me, Brad!" I cried. "Fuck my filthy ass!" Brad drew himself up and lunged himself forward sinking his cock deep withing me. "Fuckin' bitch!" I yelled, feeling his hard, rough penetration. "Gonna fuck your shitty ass!" Brad screamed, spewing shit from his mouth onto my back which Dad swept up with his hand and rubbed onto his hairy chest. "Fuck him, Brad! Fuck him dirty!" Dad hollered. As I worked my mouth towards Dad's asshole, Brad slammed his cock deep into mine. "Fuck me, Brad! Fuck me!" I squealed with delight as my mouth found Dad's anal ring and I sucked hard. "Oh yeah! Suck on that mancunt, Adam! Suck the fuckin' shit outta me!" My ass was being raped savagely by my brother as my mouth waited in anticipation for what I knew would soon fill my mouth! Shit. Dad's stinking, filthy shit! As Dad's shitty palm swept over his face, he grunted and in an instant my mouth was being packed with shit! My father's shit! "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" I groaned, as I bucked my ass back to receive Brad's deep penetrations while at the same time Dad grunted and ground his shitting asshole onto my face. Dad reached down to grab onto and stroke his rock hard cock. Up and down his hand flew and he squeezed more turd into my mouth! "Take it you motherfuckin' shit eating fag! Feel Brad's cock up your raunchy ass while your eat out my shitty ass!" "Fuck! Fuck!" Brad screamed. "I'm gonna fuckin' shoot!" "Cum up your brother's dirty, stinkin' shithole!" Dad yelled back. "Cum up Adam's ass!" As Brad took one final, massive plunge up my raunchy hole, my tongue sunk as deep as it could up Dad's shitty asshole. At the same time that Brad was spewing his fuck cream deep within me, Dad's cock was sending a geyser of cum flying high into the air! "Fuck! Fuck! Aaaaaahhhhhh shit!" The two groaned as their spooge went flying. One load filling my shitty ass. The other creamy load spurtting high in the air and landing on my face. "Give it to me!" I screamed. "Brad! Dad! Fuckin' bathe me i your shit and cum!" Without touching myself, my cock erupted sending ropes of my seed onto the floor. The stink. The filth. Shit, piss and cum was all around me. On me! I collapsed between Dad's legs. Quivering. Convulsing. Trembling. My whole body shook with the pleasure these two men had given me. How much more could I endure? ****************************** I welcome your comments. Write to me at Rim4you@webtv.net