Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2013 07:11:58 -0700 (PDT) From: Gustav Rennick Subject: Good Fortune Part 8 Good Fortune Part 8 From Part 7 Sam winked at me, "Geoff, tell you whatÉ you pay me what Steve pays for your father and I'll be your whore just like your dad. Deal?" "Really? You mean it, Mr M? Really?" "Sam, are you sure? Think about what you are doing. In your position?" "Gavin, if you can get off being a cheap whore for my son and for others, why shouldn't I get that same thrill pimping myself out for your son?" "Get on your back, Mr M, we're starting now." I watched the Chief of Police roll over, lift his legs in the air and accept my son's cock up his ass like the pro he just pledged to be. I flipped over myself and opened my ass to Steve's cock. I love being a cheap whore. Such Good Fortune! Good Fortune Part 8 Two days after our mini orgy and the introduction of the police chief to both man-to-man sex and incest, I was in a meeting with some junior associates and articling students regarding a big case. "Mr Cooper, sorry to interrupt butÉ" Betsy and I had worked together for 15 years so I knew she would only interrupt if it were important. "Yes, Betsy, what is it?" "Chief of Police Myshyniuk is here to see you. He says it is important." "Thank you, Betsy. Ask him to wait a minute. I'll be there as soon as possible." As I delegated tasks to the associates, I wondered what would bring Sam to my office. After the others left, I went to the door to usher him in and asked Betsy to hold all calls. As Sam entered he said loudly, "Sorry to bother you, Mr Cooper, but this is a matter which could not wait." "Of course, Chief, no problem. Always glad to assist the police." As soon as the door closed, Sam, spun and grabbed me by my shoulders, "God, Gavin, you have to help me. I've gone crazy!" "Calm down, Sam, what's up?" "I am. I have had a hardon almost every minute for last two days. Every time I see a man I wonder what his cock looks like and how it would feel up my ass. Only when Steve and Geoff fuck me do I relax. É I almost propositioned a street hustler who was brought into the station Ð for 50 bucks he could fuck me. I mean right there in the station, for God's sake!É" I chuckled softly and guided Sam to the sofa under the window, "Sit. Breath. In... OutÉ In... Out.... Alright now, I know exactly what you're going through. I went through the same thing after my first time with Garrett and Geoff. I wanted to ravish every man I saw and I wanted them to ravish me anywhere and everywhere. I beat off so much that first day I swear I peeled the skin off my cock. You're not going crazy, you have just discovered a whole new aspect of sex. This will wear off in a while. Meanwhile, enjoy it. I screwed my wife so much those first couple of days, weeks maybe, she was delirious. Of course I couldn't tell her that as I fucked her I imagined being fucked by the boys." Sam sighed, "I know, I have been pounding Amy nightly Ð which we haven't done since we got married. And that's after Steve has made me cum two or three times." "He's been fucking you regularly, has he? Geoff still does me every chance he gets and I love it. Sometimes he goes for so long I think he will never stop. Garrett calls him the `sexual Energizer bunny'." "Did Geoff tell you the day after that first time, I called in sick at work and made Steve and Geoff pound my ass all day? I swear they each fucked me twenty times and drained my balls ten." "Hot. Would've loved to watch that. It is so nice they are young and so quick to recover, isn't it?" "Damn straight. I can really see why you let Geoff sell your ass to those young fellows." He stopped looked around as if to determine no one was around, then said, "I just came to talk but now I need you to fuck me and fuck me hard. I really need to have my ass hammered. Please, Gavin, shove your big cock up my ass! I'm begging you!" He clasped both of my hands tightly as he fell to his knees in front of me. Through my suit pants he mouthed my cock which had hardened with the images of our teenage sons fucking this large macho man repeatedly. I wanted to pull him up by the hair but his regulation crew cut made that impossible so I grabbed his ears and mashed his face into my cock. Heedless of the wet spot he was creating on my wool pants, I ground face and crotch together, saying, " I'm goin' to ram my cock so far up your ass you'll taste it. I'm goin' pound you `til you beg for mercy and then give you more. I'm gonna give you cock `til you can't walk straight." The more I talked like that he more he chewed on my wool covered cock and balls. He was groaning and moaning like a whore in heat, forgive the pun. I told him to stand and drop his pants. In moments he was naked from the waist down but in full dress uniform from the waist up. He looked so hot I couldn't wait any longer. I spun him around and shoved him over the sofa. Without taking the time to lubricate my cock once I had freed it from my pants, I thrust full force into his hot, firm ass. "AARRGHH!" he growled and I slapped a hand over his mouth. I bent over his back and whispered in his ear, "Yeah, an adult cock for the first time. Bigger than those boys' cocks, right? And you're going to take every inch and take it hard!" "Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, sir! I need it! I want it!" The sexual energy was so intense neither of us could hold out and, in a matter of minutes, I shot my cum deep into his guts and he blew a heavy load onto my leather sofa. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you," he exclaimed, "Don't pull out! Keep it in me. I feel your cock and it feels great." He began to squeeze and milk my cock with his ass muscles. "When you're hard again, fuck me again `til we cum again." I slowly pushed and pulled my cock within his ass, finding I was hardening faster than I would have thought, "We aren't thirteen cumming again could take time." "Fucking right and we are going to do it `til we do. On my back, legs in the air so I can watch you pummel my ass. That's my favourite position." He pulled me with him as he contorted his way to the floor keeping my cock in place. I pulled his uniform pants completely off over his dress shoes then I grabbed hold of his cotton briefs and, with a little effort, managed to rip them off his physically fit, toned body. The ripping excited him, "God, yes, sir. Rough me up! Make me feel every inch the two-bit whore I am! God, do me hard, sir!" I rose up, his legs on my shoulders, bending him double so he rested on his shoulders and I was driving down to pound his asshole. The leverage allowed me to really drive into his hole and he loved it. His groans and moans of pleasure became louder and louder with each stroke of my cock. "Shut the fuck up! Shut up or I'll stop fucking you." That silenced him. "Good man, now I want you to cum. I want you to blow your load all over your lovely uniform." He shook his head but began stroking his cock in time with my thrusts, "Oh God, fucking Christ, I'm going to cum, sir, AAAGGGGHHH!" He shot five or six thick bolts of cum which landed on his face, his tie and his jacket. I pulled out of his incredibly hot ass and added my load to his aiming primarily for his mouth but splattered his uniform liberally. "That was great, Gavin. I really needed that. Thanks." "Glad I could help, Chief." I leaned over and scooped up some of our mixed cum from his tie and fed it to him. I started laughing, "How exactly are you going to explain this mess at the station?" He looked down at himself and joined in my laughter, "Uh, yeah, this could be a problem. Wonder if anyone will notice?" "Well, if you walk into the station without your pants, I guarantee no one will notice the mess on your jacket. And you may find some new friends to fuck you." His laughter increased as he rose from the floor. I moved in and ran my fingers through the other streaks of cum which I fed to him. He sucked on my fingers like little cocks. I licked the cum from his chin and nose. It took us ten more minutes to make Sam look presentable enough to leave the office; I was fortunate in that my suit coat covered most of the mess on my pants Ð the cum and ass juices Sam was unable to suck off. The rest of my workday sped by past quickly. Not productively but quickly. Not productive because I kept envisioning that lovely ass of Sam's, and Geoff and Steve pounding it enthusiastically. I decided to leave early so I could be home and get some relief for my hard cock. Once home and changed, I heard familiar sounds coming from Garrett's room so I peeked in to see who was enjoying whom. I was pleased to see a naked Sam on all fours getting his ass reamed by Geoff. "Want some company, guys?" The two turned and beckoned me in. "Feed him some cock, Dad." I did so. "This is our third fuck in a row," Geoff said proudly. The bathroom door behind me opened and Steve piped in, "I've done him twice this afternoon. Now, Mr C., want to get fucked?" "Steve, my boy, I thought you would never ask." I dropped to my knees and presented my ass for fucking. Steve did not disappoint; he plunged in in a single stroke and gave me the pounding I needed. Sam and I locked lips and kissed deeply and passionately as we experienced our favourite cocks in our favourite activity. Garrett arrived twenty minutes later, "Why is my room always the one used for sex? Can't you guys find somewhere else to cavort?" We knew he was joking when he slid his stiffening cock into Steve's mouth. "In case you lost track of time, Mom should be home in about ten minutes." "Shit," said Geoff and redoubled his thrusts as Steve increased his pounding of my ass. By the time my wife arrived home, Sam and Steve had left and the three of us were showered and relaxing in the family room. Once Greg got home we spent a very quiet evening playing cards. The quiet evening recharged my batteries for the next day, and I awoke early at 5 am refreshed enough to go for an early morning jog. Dressed in nothing but old comfortable pair of running shorts, a t-shirt, socks and shoes, I headed out. The first kilometre was a slow, steady warm up, followed by a climb up a steep hill that led to a local well-treed park. I hadn't jogged this way for some time and I chose an unfamiliar, winding running-path I don't remember ever running before. About half a kilometre in something off to the side caught my attention. It was one of those indefinable `somethings' that just seems out of place. I turned around to return to where I heard that `something'. A small path led off the runners' track and through the trees and bushes I again heard that `something.' It sounded like a moan. Perhaps someone was hurt. I slowly moved down the little path, quietly in case it was a cougar or coyote at a meal. Five yards in a clearing appeared. Not a cougar or coyote but something wild nonetheless. In the middle of the clearing blankets had been spread and on those blankets four naked male bodies were spread. Well, not exactly spread, clustered. Three young men surrounded an older man. One young fellow was ass fucking the older gent while another face fucked him. The third young fellow lay on his back sucking the old man's cock. Naturally, I froze, watching, trying not to be noticed. I was pawing my cock while I enjoyed the show. Suddenly, the face fucker looked in my direction. I froze again but too late. The fellow said, "I can see you. Those orange shorts stand out." The others were now looking in my direction as well. "Come join us." Their action resumed. I slowly made my way into the clearing. The face fucker, a very handsome young man of about twenty, smiled, "Come on. We're just enjoying an early morning romp. Join in." He pointed at the younger fellow sucking cock, "My brother likes to suck. Let him at your cock." The brother, two or three years younger, popped his head up from under the old man and flashed a bright smile, "Oh, yeah, give me your cock, stud." He peeled down my shorts and vacuumed my cock in. He was an experienced cocksucker. The face fucker asked, "Come by here often?" "No, haven't done this path before." "Well, now that you know about our early morning romps, feel free to join us. The more the merrier, right, gramps?" The white-haired fellow enjoying all the attention raised his face and nodded and then froze. As did I. Judge Quentin Ramsey Smith. I had appeared before him many times. He was an old curmudgeon who enjoyed sticking it to the guilty. "Oh, you know, grandpa, do you? Neighbour?" I stammered out, "No, lawyer." Smith was trying to get up but he was not allowed. "Relax, grandpa. Too late now anyway. Your lawyer friend has seen you naked taking cock up your ass and down your throat." Face fucker reached out a hand as if we were at a cocktail party, "I'm Clarence Belland. That's my brother Nathan swinging on your cock. And our cousin Ryan Smith up grandpa's ass." "Gavin Cooper." It felt so surreal. "Well, Gavin, want a turn at grandpa's ass? He loves to entertain. And get fucked. Don't you, grandpa?" Judge Smith pulled back from Clarence's cock enough to mumble, "I can explainÉ" Clarence laughed and removed his cock from the justice's mouth entirely, "Yeah, explain to your colleague." "It's not what it seemsÉ" he was interrupted by laughter from his grandsons. Ryan shoved forward deeply into the ass before him, "It's exactly what it seems, grandpa. You like to get used by horny young guys and we are three of the horny young guys you like to have use you." Clarence offered his grandfather's ass again. I looked at the physically fit seventy year old getting pummelled at both ends and shook my head. Clarence and Ryan looked very disappointed at me. Instead, I kicked off my running shorts and lay down next to the judge, lifting my legs to my chest, I said, "But I am yours for the using boys. Who's first?" Nathan leapt at the chance, "Me! ME!" and he plunged into my proffered hole in a single lunge. "OH, God! Fucking hell!" I exclaimed. The judge looked at me and laughed, "Yeah, Nathan's is the shortest cock of the three but it is fucking thick, ain't it?" He looked at me intently for a moment and then ask, "Another legal slut, uh?" I smiled up at this honoured and well-respected judge on all fours being fucked, "Damn right, Your Honour." "Since we are being fucked together by my grandsons perhaps you could call me Quentin and I'll call you Gavin. Okay?" "Seems logical, Quentin," I grimaced as Nathan long-cocked me again, "By the way how did you getÉ how did you and the boys startÉ uh, these early morning romps?" Ryan, replaced at his grandfather's ass by Clarence, knelt before Quentin to have his cock cleaned, picked up the tale, "Almost two years ago, Clarence and I, all three of us live with grandpa and grandma, anyway Clarence and I came home early from school for some reason, no one was in the house so we wandered out to see if we could set up the badminton equipment. It was kept in the gardener's shed at the back of the property. Well, when we got to the shed we heard some grunting and groaning. We looked in the window and there was dear old grandpa on all fours getting fucked by the gardener and his son. We walked in and were invited to join in by gramps. It turns out the old man can't get enough cock and he pays the gardener and his son extra for their cocks. And he pays other men, too. Lots of other men. Right, gramps?" Ryan pulled out of Quentin's mouth to allow him to answer, "Fucking right, Ryan. So glad I have three perpetually horny studs living with me to dump their cum in me regularly. How about you, Gavin? Not turned off by incest, obviously?" "Can't be a hypocrite, Quentin. I've got two studs of my own at home using me, too. Love getting used like this." The boys chose this moment to trade places Ð Ryan entered my ass, Nathan got his grandfather's and Clarence thrust his cock in my mouth for cleaning. "Well, then we should plan a party sometime for our studs to all use us. Would you like that, boys?" All three enthusiastically agreed. They were even more enthusiastic when I suggested perhaps getting more fellows involved. I didn't specify whom because I would have to check with Sam before I offered his ass to this trio of fuckers. Our mini-orgy continued for another twenty minutes when all three cousins finished pounding our asses and fucking our faces. I dressed and brushed off and continued on my jog arriving home shortly after 7 am. I jumped in the shower before my wife had a chance to smell the sex on me. A quick breakfast and I was on my way to work. On the way, I pondered the number of men I was encountering who shared my newfound love of male-to-male sex, and of incest, and wondered who else I might encounter to join this growing `club.' The possibilities might be endless, trusting my Good Fortune. Feedback is always welcome as are suggestions for where to take the story. I want to thank all those readers who have taken the time to share their thoughts with me and have offered many directions to take Gavin and his clan. Please feel free to write me at gustavrennick at yahoo dot com. 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