Date: Mon, 3 Oct 2011 20:21:53 -0400
From: RayC <rc7448@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing up with dad part six

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Story code: Incest, mm, mb

Growing up with dad part six

I would dream about it frequently and those dreams always left me
breathless. The dream might be about someone I knew or wanted to
know... someone I wanted to be with... or... it might be about a stranger
that I met somewhere.

I knew about showers and restrooms... places guys might have the
opportunity to see or be seen. I realized there were guys that wanted you
to look and there were guys that wanted to look. You could see it in their
eyes... their expression as they watched you to see where you were
looking. It was so hot when you looked at a man's crotch and then up to his
face to see that he'd been watching you do that. It was great being caught
like that... that they knew you wanted that.  Restrooms were never easy as
it seemed as if there was never any time for anything. I wanted to go in
and hang out all day just to see who came and went and what they looked
like and what they did and who they did it with.

I'd noticed guys in stalls next to each other... on the floor feeling each
other up... one would lean down and suck the other guy's dick. I loved
seeing that... watching it... could have watched it all day long. It was a
shame there wasn't more time!

That night after Joe had gone home and my father and I had come back to the
house... I lay in bed thinking about it for some time. When I fell asleep I
dreamed... a warm wonderful hazy dream that floated on air and left me with
a hard dick. I swear I was hard the whole night.

I don't even remember that much about the dream... just that the room was
full of men and they moved about occasionally touching me. There were muted
voices and casual looks... knowing looks that let you know you were in the
right place. It left you wanting it more then you ever thought possible.

I woke up feeling so incredibly happy that it was almost too good to be
true. The sun was up and the birds were chirping and I stretched on the bed
wondering what would happen today.

After breakfast I went outside thinking about Joe. I would have walked over
but after yesterday I wanted to avoid that mother at all cost. As I've said
before... you don't have to tell me twice. Those looks and the sound of
that voice told me all I needed to know... she was no friend of mine.

There was a rope swing on a big oak tree by the garage and I got on and
pushed off. I swung back and forth still thinking about my dream and
wondering what that was all about. There were too many to remember anyone
of them and I wanted to remember each and every one... every
detail... but... it was a fog. I wondered if it wasn't foretelling the
future... if it would happen like that... many men... so many they would be
a blur.

I swung back and forth a few times and realized I was going to take my time
and get all the details on every one of them. It would be better to know
more about fewer men... if that were the case. I thought about all the men
I knew and Trent was the first face to pop into my mind... how much I'd
like to know everything there was to know about him... I knew more about
Lance but I still wanted to know more about him too. Lance seemed a lot
more likely than Trent... but I wouldn't give up hope... maybe while I was
gone he'd missed me and changed his mind.

I smiled as I swung back and forth thinking of Trent in his wrestling
singlet. "I hate to think what you're thinking about," said my dad as he
stood there watching me. I shrugged and smiled. "Where are you going?" I
asked. "Fishing up at the lake with a couple of friends," he said.

I nodded. "You can come if you want," he said. "All it will be is fishing
though... these guys are normal friends." I understood perfectly... I would
be expected to actually fish... I smiled and shook my head and my dad
laughed. "Are you going over to Joe's?" he asked. "Their mother scared me,"
I said. "I think... I'll stay here... maybe he'll come over here."
"Probably a wise choice...I'll see you later," he said as he went over and
got in his car. I waved as he backed up and drove down the lane. He was
such a great dad and I loved him very much.

My grandfather came out of the house and headed for the barn. The old MT
John Deere cranked up and then back out of the barn. I got off the swing
and ran over... he waited for me as I climbed up and stood next to him on
the running board. We started off going down the lane and out onto the
highway for a short ways before we turned on to a dirt road. He had some
land down by the small river that went through the area. Years ago he used
to run some cattle out here and my mom grew up riding horses in the cattle
pasture. I heard all the stories from when she was young.

We were just checking the crops that were planted... corn. The land was
leased to the neighbor but my grandfather still liked to ride around on
that old tractor and look at things. The crops looked good... it would be a
good harvest this year. That river could flood and ruin them but this year
had been just the right amount of rain... according to my grandfather. He
told me all about it as we rode around.

He told me the story of how one of my mother's ponies got into the barbwire
and nearly severed his foot off and how she had to lead him home limping
the entire way while crying hysterically. I'd heard that story a hundred
times and was thankful he gave the shortened version.

Joe was waiting on the porch when we got back eating a cookie my
grandmother gave him. He smiled and waved as we came down the lane. The old
MT went into the barn and I climbed off and ran over to the house. Joe and
I got a few more cookies and then headed off in the direction of his
farm. I don't think we were headed anywhere in particular but without
thinking we headed that direction.

"My dad bought another farm," said Joe. "It's a small farm without much
acreage but it was a good price and he thinks we're all going to grow up
and farm with him." I nodded thinking that sounded logical... if you lived
on a farm didn't that make you a farmer. "I'm sure we'll all farm," said
Joe. "I can't imagine doing anything else." "Yeah," I said as I nodded. "I
like farming."

Joe smiled and nodded... he gave me one of his mischievous looks and I
wondered if something wasn't up. A little tingle of excitement went up my
spine and I felt my dick get a little bigger. "My dad is going over and
check the buildings," said Joe. "He wondered if you wanted to ride
along... it's not far away." "Sure," I said. "I'd like to go see it." Joe
smiled that smile again and it made me curious. "Are you coming along?" I
asked. "Oh... no," he said smiling again... he winked this time. "I'll be
here... when you get back," he said.

I felt the excitement in that... even Joe felt that and that was why he was
in such a good mood. The thought of being alone with Joe's dad was exciting
and I looked forward to it. That must be where we were headed... wherever
his dad was.  "Is your dad home?" asked Joe. "He went fishing up at the
lake with a couple friends," I said. "Think he'll want to do that again,"
he said. "I'm sure of it," I said. Joe nodded and I could tell he wanted
to... that he was thinking about it.

We crossed the farmyard and I looked towards the house thinking about his
mother. "Don't worry... she's in town," said Joe. I was instantly relieved
to hear that. "She won't bother you again," said Joe. I nodded as we went
to the garage that was open. The pickup truck door was open and the hood
was up. Joe's father was checking the oil. He smiled as we came in and I
got that same warm expression I'd seen before. I liked this man... he was
nice.

"Hey boys," he said. "So... you riding along with me over to the new farm?"
I nodded. "Sure," I said with enthusiasm... so much so that he smiled
again. I saw a flicker of Joe's mischievous smile in his
father. "Alright... you hop in and we'll head out," he said as closed the
hood. I got in and slid over and he got in and started the engine. I waved
at Joe as we backed out and he waved too.

We drove down the lane to the highway out front and went left. It wasn't
far... a gravel road to the left again and we headed through
farmland... most of it theirs. "It's been nice having you up here," said
Joe's father. "It's too bad you don't live next door... I know the boys
would really like that." "I would too," I said. "I hate to go home."

I looked over at his legs on the seat... his big thighs and then at his
crotch... how big and full it was. His jeans weren't tight but fit him very
well... he looked good in them.  I looked up and he was looking at
me... I'd been caught looking... that sensation was so hot for me. "You
like that... don't you?" he asked me.

I nodded. "I like that a lot," I said. "Yeah... it's too bad you don't live
next door," he said. "It would be nice having someone like you around all
the time. I could tell you liked it the other day in the house when I came
up the stairs in my robe. I liked standing there in the doorway with you
looking at me like that."

"I liked looking at you," I said. "I'd look at you like that all the time."
He smiled and nodded as he drove down the road. "Yeah... I know," he said
as he looked over at me. I openly looked at his crotch... he'd caught me
and knew I was doing it... there was no point to being subtle now. I wanted
him to know I was looking... that I liked doing that. "You can feel
it... if you want," he said in a slightly lower voice... one that sounded
deep and husky. I always loved the sound of men's voices when they talked
about it... that it lowered and was softer gave it a real erotic tone to
it.

I moved across the bench style seat closer to him... sort of slid over next
to him. I turned and let my hand move into his crotch... I gently squeezed
his mound. It was so full and round... feeling that drove me crazy. I
looked up at him... he was close now and I could see into his eyes... they
were big and full... he was into this... he liked me this close doing what
I was doing.

"It's been a while," he said softly. "Not since I was young." "I thought
you did this with Joe?" I asked as I cupped his mound
again. "Well... yeah," he said almost sheepishly. I noticed him turn
slightly pink... he was embarrassed that I knew that. "That was for Joe
though," he went on to say. "I did that for him... you know... because he
needed to." "I nodded and smiled a little. "Are you doing this for
me... because I need to?" I asked.

He glanced at me... looked at me closely as he thought about it. He was so
close I could feel his breath on me. "Do you need it?" he asked. I nodded
as I looked into his eyes. "I always need it," I said. "I think about it
all the time." "Joe does too," he said. "I used to think about it a
lot... but not so much anymore... not till you came along."

He slowed up and turned left again on another gravel road. We were on the
back part of that section of farmland that contained his land and my
grandfather's. "When you get older you don't think about it as much," he
said. "I think I'll always think about it," I said.

"That farm is just up ahead," he said as he slowed up and then pulled into
a lane that went into a large clump of trees. There was a small house with
a couple of barns behind it and a couple of silos. You would definitely
want to buy this farm... especially if it bordered on your own land.

He pulled up to the house and stopped. We got out and I looked at his
crotch as I came around the truck... it was big and full... he had to be
fairly hard in there. I loved looking at him like this. I was calm even
though I was very excited.

We went in through the door on the porch. He had a key and opened the door
with me following him in. The house was furnished... a table in the kitchen
with things still hanging on the walls... the living room had furniture and
pictures on the wall... there was a steep staircase that went upstairs and
we climbed up. There were two bedrooms up here and we looked at the first
one and then at the second one... both of them had beds and dressers. It
was just like someone lived here. I would have looked closer at the
pictures on the wall but I was distracted... this was close at hand now and
I was paying attention to Joe's dad.

"So... you and your dad do this?" he asked. I nodded. "How did that start?"
he asked as he went over and sat on the bed. I stood there by the bed near
him. "I was spying on him in the shower," I said. "He figured out I was
doing that... then one night while we were watching TV he left his robe
open."

Joe's dad took a shaky breath... he nodded. "Robes are handy for
that... one minute they're closed and the next... they're open," he
said. "It's interesting who looks and who doesn't... Joe always looked and
so did Doug." "I looked too," I said. He nodded. "You did... it's more fun
when you look," he said. "Why?" I asked. "Well... you're not my son," he
said. "It's easier that way... less guilt." I shrugged thinking it
shouldn't matter. I knew he'd done it with Joe but had he done it with
Doug. "You ever do it with Doug?" I asked.

"When he was younger," he said. "We both felt guilty over it so we didn't
do it very much." "I don't think it bothers Joe," I said. "It still bothers
me though," he said. "That's why it's easier with you." I thought of my dad
at the cattle yard and how he pushed his pants down as that guy
approached... how much he wanted that guy to see him like that. I wanted to
do that now... just push my pants down and show him my hard dick. I think
he could sense that... he wanted me to wait. "There's a robe in that closet
over there," he said. "I'm going to go put that robe on and then I'll come
back." He crossed over to the closet and opened the door... he took a robe
off a hook.

"Who lived here?" I asked wondering why all this stuff was here... it was
as if whoever lived here... would be right back. "He was a widower... his
wife died years ago and he lived here himself," he said. "He had no
children... that's why all his stuff is still here." I nodded as he left
the room and went down the hall to the bathroom.

I waited for him to come back thinking about the man who's house this
was. I wondered about his life and what he'd done... all these things still
here. My thoughts returned to Joe's dad and that he was taking his clothes
off and then putting on that robe. I pulled off my shirt and then kicked
off my shoes... my pants and underwear came off too. I stood there naked
waiting for him feeling how sexual this was. My body was tingly all over
and I could only imagine all the things I was going to get to do.

I heard the boards in the floor squeak as Joe's dad came down the hall. He
was wearing the robe as he came into the room... it was open and his cock
was big and hard jutting out from his body. "I probably would have freaked
you out if I had come up the stairs like this," he said. I nodded... he
would have. "You have a really big cock," I said.

Joe's dad stood in front of me... he smiled a little. "It's been hard
thinking about you," he said. My hand came up under his balls and felt
them... they were big... the biggest I'd ever seen. They skin was loose and
they'd hung down a considerable amount... they were warm and I loved the
feel of them.

He stood there and let me explore... seemed perfectly content to do
that... just let me explore. The shaft was thick... very thick... and
long... the head was big too with a thick ridge around it... his piss slit
was big and open... a dark hole in the middle of that big cockhead.

I grasped the shaft with my other hand and squeezed a little... so thick
and hard... the skin so smooth. I stroked him just a little bit... I wanted
him to feel good. I know doing this made me feel good... really good.

I leaned in and kissed the head of his cock... I felt the heat through my
lips as my tongue went in his piss slit. I moved down his shaft and smelled
his balls... that smell was as good as it could be... he smelled every inch
a man. I took my time and smelled him good. I loved to look and I loved to
smell... I was going to take my time and memorize everything there was to
know about this man.

"You like this better then I'd hoped," he whispered. "You can do that for
as long as you like." I kissed the head of his cock again... I kissed it
many times feeling it with my tongue. He was so big and hard... there
wasn't much else you could do with one this size... just caress it.

He lay there and watched me... was content to do nothing but let me play
with his mighty cock. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he enjoyed
this almost as much as I did... there was nothing like being
worshipped... cock worship. There was also nothing like being allowed to
worship in just this way.

At some point his hand came out and felt up my bare butt... just lightly
rubbing it with his fingers grazing the crack in between my cheeks. I would
occasionally feel his fingertip touch my hole as it passed over... he
wasn't trying for it... more teasing it... caressing it. I know it felt
wonderful to me.

As much as I love cock... and I do love cock... my mind always was thinking
about that ass on the other side and when I was going to get to see
it... smell it... and touch it. I carefully nursed on the big head of his
cock while I worked up the courage to ask him... to turn over.

I moved up his hairy chest slowly... his hand following my butt as I
moved... I nuzzled his neck for a few seconds before I asked. "Can
you... turn over?" I asked softly... hesitantly. He kissed the side of my
head before he answered. "You want me to?" he asked just as softly. "Yeah,"
I said breathlessly. "How... bad do you want me to?" he asked in that deep
husky whisper. "Really... really... bad," I begged... so hot I couldn't
stand it. I wanted him to make me beg for it. "You do that with Doug?" he
whispered. "Yeah," I whispered back... so deeply turned on by this. I
rubbed my hard dick against his... it felt incredible to do that.

"Doug's a big boy," he whispered. "He has a big... butt... does he have a
big hole too?" I nodded as I nuzzled his neck. "Does Doug like that?" he
asked. I nodded again. "What does he like you to do?" he asked. "Kiss him
down there... stick my tongue in it," I whispered. I felt him tremble
slightly. "Does he do that to you?" he asked. I nodded. "He do anything
else... to you?" he asked. "He wants to fuck me," I whispered. "He thinks
he's too big... maybe next time I come up he says."

"You want that?" he asked. "Yeah," I whispered. "I'd do that with you too,"
he whispered. "If you wanted to." "I'd want to," I said... and then I felt
him tremble again. I knew he wanted to and I knew I wanted to... I wanted
to as much as he did... maybe more. "Am I too big for that?" he asked. I
shrugged. "Don't know till we try," I said. "I wanted to with Doug but he
didn't want to hurt me."

"If it hurt... we could stop," he said. I nodded. "Is Doug bigger than me?"
he asked. I shrugged. "I don't think so," I said. "About the same size?" he
asked. "Close," I said. "You like Doug?" he asked. "I love Doug," I
said. "What about Joe?" he asked. "I love him too," I said. "You do all
that with him too?" he asked. I nodded. "What about your dad... him and Joe
do all that too?" he asked. "Yeah," I said.

"It's nice like this," he said. "You laying on me... talking about it." I
nodded. "I'll roll over... if you want me to," he said. I got off him and
he moved... he turned around on the bed and lay down for me. His butt was a
lot like Doug's... big and white with blond hair on it.

I rubbed his cheeks with my hand... squeezing them... they were so big and
heavy. He moved his legs further apart as I got between them. I separated
his cheeks and look at the valley of hair that covered his pink
pucker... he was incredible. I leaned in and smelled him... not too
close... and then closer... and he smelled like a man too me... that hot
sweaty musky smell that drove me crazy.

I took my time and smelled him long and hard... memorizing his scent. I
moved up and lay down on him with my cock in his ass crack... I wanted his
smell on me and humped him a little... it would be so easy to come like
this... wouldn't take much at all. I had to be careful or it would happen
before I could stop it. I stretched my arms out over his and felt him like
that... he was so big and strong. I loved it that he lay there like
that... quietly... letting me do this. This was the best kind of man there
was.

I moved back behind him and slid my hand under him... felt up his cock as
he gently humped my hand... he was being careful too. It would be over
before we knew it if we weren't careful. His butt came up onto his knees
and his butt cheeks opened up for me... I moved closer and smelled him
again taking in that heady scent.

My face pressed into him as I held my breath... I still wanted his scent on
me... all over me. I rubbed my face in deep and then let my lips find his
hole... I kissed him there softly several times before my tongue swirled
around it... and then darted in and out going as deep as I could get it. He
moaned as I did this... pushed back against me... spread his legs
further... not everyone enjoyed this but I did and he did... just like his
sons did. We all know how sensitive this was... on both our parts.

I have to say doing this always got me so wound up... I was so horny that
I'm surprised I didn't explode right there on the spot. It amazed me how
hard my heart could pound in my chest and still survive... how hard my cock
could be and how crazy I could feel... I wanted to eat this man alive.

I moved back and looked at his ass... looked at how his large pink nuts
hung down between his legs... they were large... the biggest I'd ever seen
and they hung down quite a ways... I took them in my hand and pulled them
towards me... I smelled them and nuzzled them... I kissed them and thought
about all the hot cum in there. I reached under him and felt his hard thick
shaft that jutted out from his body... it was so big and thick... so
hard... it was driving me crazy.

I ate his ass some more... rubbed my face in there getting all his scent
over me. I wondered how long I could do this... as long as he'd let me. The
time passed and then he finally looked back at me. "Want to try something
else?" he asked.  Now... I was monkey... I'd swing in the trees all day
long if you let me. I was intrigued that he had something in mind and I
nodded. He carefully got up off the bed as I moved out of his way. I loved
watching him walk naked to the door and disappear down the hall. That big
furry white butt drove me insane.

He came back with a little jar of Vaseline... he smiled as he propped the
pillows up and then lay down. "Turn around and back up here," he said. I
did as he asked putting my butt in his face. He looked me over opening my
butt cheeks up... he smelled me and then kissed me there... just like I'd
done to him. He tongued me good and got me so hot... so incredibly hot.

He opened the Vaseline and got a finger full... he worked it into my butt
slowly inserting his big finger. At first it was uncomfortable... but he
did it carefully and gradually I got used to it and then it felt good. He
worked at opening me up... stretching my hole out as much as he could.

"Okay... turned around," he said. I did as he asked and watched while he
spread Vaseline on his cock... it glistened in the light... big old pink
cock... it looked even more pink all greased up. He moved me up on
him... sat me down on his cock... it rubbed against my butt and I loved
it. That alone was worthy of several poems.

"Raise up a little," he said as he guided his cock towards my hole. I felt
it there... and it felt so big... so impressive that I couldn't believe
that it would ever go inside me. We both wanted that... wanted that more
than anything. I always thought my dad would be the first but it came down
to who wanted it enough to take it... and Joe's dad wanted it more than
anyone else... he was going to get it. It also occurred to me that he was a
dad... he had sons... it was still like being with a father.

I hovered and he held his cock there. "Try and relax," he said. "Push out
so you'll open up." I did... and he swirled that big cock head around just
enough that it found an opening and started to open me up. I went cold
feeling that... my dick went limp as I felt that cold sweat over my
body. It hurt... not unlike with the finger but only more so... much more
so... it occurred to me that it might not happen. He was patient
though... he waited carefully with just the head in me... he waited for me
to relax.

"You alright?" he whispered. I leaned into him and nodded... I couldn't
really talk. "When you can... sit down on it," he said. "You judge how much
you can take." I nodded again thinking about it. I took a deep breath and
let it out slowly as I moved down another half inch... each time I did that
it hurt all over again and I'd stop and wait. He rubbed my back... his
hands moved over my buttock... he caressed me quietly encouraging me to
keep going.

It would get better and then it would hurt... get better and then
hurt... it went like that. All those deep breaths... all those
sighs... those hands moving over me... at one point I lay down on him and
he held me close with is dick half way in me. He held me and rubbed me all
over... he kissed me and told me what a good boy I was and how much he
loved me.  I have to say... all that attention... made it so
worthwhile... hearing those words and feeling those hands... made me want
this more than anything else in the whole world. It makes all the
difference doing this with someone that mattered... someone you loved and
cared for.

It was relief to finally be there... all the way down on that magnificent
cock. He was fully and completely up inside me and I felt him there... the
pressure of being that full of something... was overwhelming. I actually
had a few tears... whether they were tears of pain... or joy... or just
relief... who knew... they might even be tears of love. I know I felt all
that and more.

"Are you my baby?" he whispered in my ear. I nodded... I was his baby... oh
how I was his baby. I was laying there in his arms feeling all kinds of
emotions... the trust was so deep that I gave myself up to him. I trembled
a little. "Still hurt?" he asked as he rubbed my butt gently. I shook my
head no and cuddled with him a little. "I hate the thought of taking it
out," I said.

He smiled a little and shrugged. "We have time," he said. "It won't have to
come out for a while... let's lay here like this and think about it." I
wanted that... wanted that for a good long time. I thought of spending the
night with him in this bed...his dick up inside me all night long. I
wondered if he could stay hard that long. "You ever do this with anyone
else?" I asked him. He nodded. "My cousin," he said. "We were young and he
wanted this like you do." "Was his cock big too?" I asked. "Mmm... big
enough," he said. "Mine was bigger but it didn't matter."

I understood that... it didn't matter...not in the slightest... and I was
glad he felt that way. "I like all cocks," I said. "The size doesn't
matter." He smiled at me and I moved enough that I could see his
face. "That's why it's good with you... you like it in just the right way,"
he said. "Any less and I'd never have thought to do this with you." It was
my turn to smile. "I wanted to," I said. "That first day when you were in
your robe... I wanted to." "I know," he said. "I could see it in your
face... the way you looked at me... I wanted you to feel that way." "I do,"
I said. He nodded. "How's your butt feeling?" he asked. "Pretty good," I
said.

"Think you can move on it?" he asked. I tried... just a little... maybe an
inch or so and then sat back down on it. I was surprised at how good that
felt... it had sent waves of pleasure through me. Apparently... it sent
waves of pleasure through him too. He grunted a little as I moved up and
down on him. It wasn't all that far but enough to create friction between
us.

His hands were on my butt and held it as he thrust into me. I stopped
moving and let him do it now... he'd slowly thrust into me... grunting
while he did it and then pull back out. It was building for him... I could
feel it in his body and hear it in his ragged breathing... the way he
grunted. His eyes were closed with his head back in the pillows as he came
in my butt... I felt his cock swell as he shot his cum deep inside me. A
few minutes went by as his body shook with it... he groaned and took deep
breaths in between... he held me tight as he lay there afterwards. "I
forgot how good that really is," he whispered. It was something I just
learned... I always wondered about it but now I knew. It wouldn't be just
anyone that I did that with... but the guys I did do that with... would be
very special.

We heard a truck pull into the yard and the engine shut off. I looked at
Joe's dad thinking we should get up... when I moved he held on to me. "It's
okay... it's Doug," he said. "I told him we were going to come here... he
thought he'd stop and come up."

I relaxed... I wanted Doug to find me like this... it would be hot that he
saw me doing it. We heard the door open downstairs and then close... then
boots on the stairs as they came up. The stairs were old and made of
wood... no one was going to sneak up on you climbing those. He came down
the hall and the rug muffled the sound of those boots but the board
squeaked.

I looked towards the door waiting for that first glimpse of him. He
appeared... big tall blond farmboy... his eyes were big as he took in the
scene before him. I could see it made him hot... seeing us like
that... thinking of doing what we had done... at least I hoped he was
thinking about doing that.

He looked at his dad first and then at me... he smiled ever so slightly as
he came over to the bed... he knelt down next to it and his hand came up
and touched my back... then ran over my butt. "You guys done... or just
getting started?" he asked quietly in that soft male voice that drove me
crazy. I could hear it in his voice... he was hot for this.  "Just
finishing," said his dad just as softly. "All though it's hard to pull
out... I have to admit I like laying here like this." Doug nodded as he
looked me over... he stood part way up and moved to where he could see his
father's cock in my ass. I looked at his crotch as he did that... he was
hard in there... big and hard.

"You're still hard?" he asked. "Yeah," said Joe's dad. "I'll probably be
hard for a week after that." Doug looked at me as he squatted back
down. "You up for round two... or have you had enough for one day?" he
asked. I nodded. "I always want to be with you," I said.

Doug looked at his dad. "Should I go ahead... and strip down?" he asked not
sure his father was going to stay... or leave." "Go ahead and strip," said
his dad. "It's been a while since I've seen you." "You see me all the
time," said Doug as he stood up and pulled his shirt off. "Not like this,"
said his dad. "Not hard... not doing what you're going to be doing."

Doug kicked off his boots as he opened his pants and pushed them down... he
pulled one leg off and then the other as I watched him... his big dick
making a hell of tent in his underwear. The underwear came down and off and
I looked at the big pink dick swinging back and forth as he moved.

"I have to admit... this is sort of hot doing this with you there," said
Doug as he came around to the other side of the bed and got on. His hand
came up and felt my butt again. "Yeah... it's hot for me too," said his
dad. "It's too bad he's going home in a few days." "He'll be back," said
Doug as he rubbed by butt. "How's that feel with that cock up your butt?"
"Good," I said. "It feels really good."

Doug's dad reached out and felt Doug's hard cock. "You've got to be as big
as me," he said as he felt it. "Maybe," said Doug nodding a little. "It's
been a while since I've seen you hard... it was always so huge looking."
"Yeah but you're a man now... you've grown up... and you have a man's cock
too," said his dad. "Your dad's cock always looks huge to you when you're
young." "So... you leaving it in there all night?" asked Doug. His dad
smiled. "I know I'd sure like to," he said as he rubbed my back. "You can
get up," he said to me.

I sat up and slowly and let his cock slip out of me. I felt empty once it
was gone and he got up off the bed and went down the hall to the
restroom. Doug pulled me over to him... I took his cock and sucked the head
a little. "How was that... did you like it?" he asked me. "I loved it," I
said. "You feel like letting me up there," he asked. I nodded and he
smiled. "Suck me a little first... just like that."

I worked the head of his cock while I stroked the base of his shaft with my
hand. He lay on the bed with his legs spread... he was so ready for this
and I could tell he was turned on. His hand found my butt again... he
rubbed it and then a finger found my hole... he toyed with it while I
nursed on that big head.

I felt a hand on my head as he pushed me lower... I knew what he wanted and
moved down to his ass. He lifted his spread legs enough that I could get to
his hole... I kissed it and then worked it with my tongue. He moaned on the
bed... he felt all of this very deeply and it only made me want to please
him more. He kept that finger in me while I rimmed his butt.

His dad came back and sat down on the bed... he watched what I was
doing. "He's open... don't wait too long," he said.  "I won't," said Doug
in a breathless voice. "That's why I got a finger in him." "You want me to
go?" asked his dad. "No," said Doug. "You can stay... if you want."

He sat there and watched. "It wouldn't take much... and I'd put it right
back in him," he said. I glanced over and saw that his cock was hard
again... watching was making him horny all over again. I liked guys like
that... ones that wanted it that much. It was what I expected and what I
thought... was normal... or at least should be normal.

"If you're ready... I'm ready," said Doug tugging on me. I moved up as his
legs came down and closer together... I climbed on and settled back. I had
something to go on now... I had experience. Doug greased his dick up with
the Vaseline and rubbed some on my butthole.

I trembled a little at what I was about to do. It meant that much to me and
I was emotional thinking about it. I wanted to do this with Doug and it was
happening. It didn't take as much for it to take hold... find a spot and
open it up... it was already that far along. His dick head pushed through
and I stopped... the pressure was still great... it didn't happen without
pain and I was going to be just as careful as I was before.

There's a lot to be said for doing this with an older man and I'm talking
about Doug's father here... he was older... he had a lot of kids and he'd
been a father for a long time. There was a great deal of wisdom there and I
was glad that he was my first time. I would have loved doing that with
Trent... but... it might have happened too quickly... he might have hurt me
more for lack of experience... through his eagerness. Doug too... didn't
have the patience his old man had and I was glad I had his dad... first.

I sat down a little more on that pink cock... it slid into my well greased
butt. It stretched me good but I had been there already and knew that it
would stretch well enough. There is nothing like the sensation of having it
all the way in... sitting on his loin... his balls right there under
you. Doug had big beautiful pink balls just like his dad... they were full
of spunk... just like his dad's had been. I looked forward to that... but
first I wanted to be right here where I was without moving. Doug's arms
came up around me and pulled me close... I lay my head on his chest and
felt his heartbeat. I love the feel of a big man... I loved my farmboy.

Doug's dad reached over and felt my butt... he went down it until he felt
where Doug joined me... where his dick went inside... he felt that. I
looked at Doug and he was looking at his dad... I wondered what he was
feeling right now.  "It's amazing when you see it like this," said his
dad. "I know what that feels like... I envy you... and yet... I'm excited
for you." I felt Doug's cock flex in my ass... it got bigger... swelled up
inside me. "One of those things not everyone is brave enough to do," he
went on to say. "They're missing out... and they don't know how much."

Doug's arms held me tighter... almost crushing me against him. I felt his
big dick flex again... he thrust deeper and then relaxed... thrust
deeper... and then relaxed. They were subtle movements within me... his
dick traveling a very short distance each time. He was young... this was
new and exciting for him... me too... it doesn't take much when you're like
that. I felt him swell up bigger yet and then heard him gasp... he sucked
in air deeply and groaned as he came... his body shook with it... he gasped
again and held me tighter... he thrust deeper yet.

I was sweaty from it... warm and sweaty... delirious. It was a word for me
that truly described how I felt... delirious. I shook too... my body
trembled as I felt that big cock shoot its load inside me. I wanted this to
be my house... and I wanted these men to come visit me every day.

He was like his father alright... he lay there afterward and didn't want to
move. I could tell by the way he held me... those big arms around me... the
big hands on me... that warm body under me with that big cock still up my
ass... where it belonged... he was in no hurry to end this.

His dad was in no hurry either as he lay down next to us. This was a lazy
exercise... one that lasted beyond what you had time for ... and yet took
up all that you gave to it.  I guess I was feeling the desire to do nothing
else.  Doug wanted to take me home but I ended up in his father's truck. I
thought about all that had changed and what that meant. I felt
different... certainly closer to this man driving... it was like I'd known
him my entire life.

A big hand came over and landed on my knee and squeezed a little. I looked
up into his smiling face and smiled back. "You think... maybe... you might
want to do that... again?" he asked. I nodded... of course I did. "Now?" I
asked.  He laughed... he even slapped my thigh. "You get me... you really
do," he said. "I have to say... not many like you around... wish there
were... wish you were. I was thinking... about tomorrow." "Oh," I
said. "Yeah... of course... I'd do that every day." "I wouldn't mind that
myself," he said as he patted my thigh. I got the feeling he liked having a
hand on me... touching me. I liked it too... the touching... and I wished
there were more of it.

We drove through his farmyard and he took me to the edge of the field that
led to my grandfather's farm. He let me out after telling me he'd send Joe
for me tomorrow sometime. I waved as I walked away.

I ended up on the swing by the garage. I thought about things as I climbed
on and pushed off. I heard the rope creak as I swung back and forth. I was
so at peace... so happy at this moment. I couldn't believe all that had
happened and would happen tomorrow. It would be hard to go home... I was
going to miss this... this private world of farming that meant so much to
me. It was like being isolated from everything... just the things you love
and want to do.

Joe came up behind me and I got a big push from him sending me up
high... he waited for me to come back and then pushed me again. "Did you
like it?" he asked. I looked back at him as I swung back his way. "I loved
it," I said.  "I thought you were daydreaming as I walked up," he said with
a smile. "I figured you would like it." "I did," I said. "I'm hoping your
dad will want to go out to the grove after dinner," he said. I nodded. "I'm
sure he will," I said. "We'll meet at the tree like last night."

I know I was looking forward to it... as I said it would be hard to
leave. Joe went home for dinner and I was still on the swing when my dad
drove in and parked. I waved as he got out and he came over. "How was your
day?" he asked. "Did Joe show up?"

I nodded. "Yeah," I said. "I rode over to this farm with his dad... it's
not far... they just bought it," I pointed in that direction. "It's right
over on that side." "Yeah... old man Worthman," said my dad. "I knew
him... that's a nice little farm... probably was a good buy. I
suppose... with all those boys he needs more land to farm."

"That's what Joe says," I said. "It's a nice farm." "What did you do over
there?" he asked. "We went in the house and fooled around," I said. My dad
smiled thinking he knew me and wasn't surprised. "Like I said... you never
know," he said. I shrugged. "He's very nice," I said.

"What did you guys do?" he asked. I sighed. "It took a while but we got his
dick up my butt," I said. My dad's eyebrows went up... he was a little
surprised by that. "I figured he was after that but wasn't sure you were
ready for it." "He was nice," I said. "We took our time and before I knew
it... it was up there." I noticed that look on my father's face... that
expression that said he was turned on by it. I wondered if he would have
wanted to be there too.  "Did he cum in there?" he asked in that special
voice guys reserve for talking about such things. It was a deeper huskier
voice than normal. I nodded. "Is his cock big?" he asked. "Yeah... a little
bigger than Doug's," I said. "His balls are huge."

"How did you get all that up your butt?" asked my dad actually sounding in
awe of it. "Slowly," I said. "We laid there like that for a while... it
took a little bit before it felt better." "I imagine," said my
dad. "Well... that's out of the way... it's been quite a vacation for you."
I agreed... it had. "Doug showed up and I did it with him too," I
said. "Well... that would be the time to do it," said my dad. "Their cum
still in you?"

"Yeah," I said. "My butt is wet... I have to change clothes before
dinner. I was sort of waiting for you to come home." My dad sighed
again... he was hot over this. "Alright... let's go up to the house," he
said. "You can take a bath before dinner and change clothes."

The cum ran out of me into the toilet. It was strange feeling like
that... like you had to go the bathroom all that came out was their cum. My
butt was sore... felt like it had done something important... and to me it
had so feeling sore wasn't all that surprising.

My dad looked at the cum in the toilet and I loved it that he did... that
it meant something to him just like it did me. I loved doing all this but I
needed to share it with someone and who better than my dad. I was so glad
he understood. "It's hard to imagine that much cum," he said sounding
mystified.

I looked too... it was a lot of cum. My butt was still sticky with it and
the bath would feel good... relaxing and getting clean. "Joe wants to meet
you in the grove after dinner," I said. My dad nodded. "Okay," he said.  I
went out to the swing after dinner and a few minutes later my father came
out and joined me. I could tell he was eager... he was quiet during dinner
... I knew he'd been thinking about it. My father was right... thinking
about it... sometimes... was almost as much fun as doing it. I felt that
right now thinking about Joe's brother and dad... lost in the memories of
being with them as the swing moved back and forth.

My dad didn't seem surprised when I opted to stay on the swing and let him
go to the grove without me. There were times that you wanted to be by
yourself... and think. I would wait here for him to come back after they'd
finished.  I wanted them to be alone... it's best that way and all though
it's fun to watch you felt the need to protect their privacy too. I loved
being alone with Joe's dad and it was hot with Doug there too... two big
men... looking at each other... checking each other out... getting off on
what the other was doing. I have to say it was pretty heady stuff having
two such men using me and getting off on it. My butt was sore... but it was
a good sore.

I was hard again thinking about it. My dad was right... sometimes it was
plenty just thinking about it... day dreaming. I remembered how it felt
with that big cock up my butt... those arms around me holding me close. I
had a feeling I was going to be hard all night long.

The next morning after breakfast I ran outside to the swing in the tree. I
climbed on and pushed off thinking about all the dreams I had the night
before. I went back and forth trying to remember all the details. It was a
little foggy as dreams usually are... but... I seem to remember they were
all there at the little farm house... all the boys... and they all took
turns on me. Dale and Johnny too... the details of them were foggy because
I hadn't been with them so I didn't know... but it was so hot in the dream
when they came up behind me and slid their big hard cocks inside
me... thrusting into me until they shot a big load. Their dad was there
showing them how to do it and egging them on. It was so incredibly hot
doing that!

I was still daydreaming when Joe showed up... he pushed me a few
times. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "The usual," I said with a
grin. He nodded and smiled. "Me too," he said. "It's all I think about. You
want to do it again today?" "Today... tomorrow and the day after that," I
said. Joe laughed.

"Did you have fun last night?" I asked. "Yeah," said Joe. "I could do that
with your dad every day. I wished you guys lived here." "I do too," I
said. "You want to go over to the house with my dad?" he asked. I
nodded. "Is he going right now?" I asked. "A little later this morning,"
said Joe.

I sighed as the swing went back and forth. Joe kept pushing me as I thought
about going over to that farm house. My dad came out of the house and
walked over. He smiled as he approached. "What are you two up to today?" he
asked. "I'm going over to that new farm house with Joe's dad," I said. Joe
smiled and nodded. "I'm not doing anything other than waiting to see if you
show up in the grove after dinner," he said. "I'll show up," said my
dad. Joe nodded. "I can't wait."

My dad left going into to town to see some old friends. We watched as he
went down the lane. "We could probably go over," said Joe. "My dad might be
ready by now." I got off the swing and we started walking that way.  "You
should come over with us," I said. Joe smiled but shook his head
no. "That's all right... I want to wait until later when you're dad's
home," he said. "You could do both," I said. "I could... but... I want to
wait for your dad," he said.

I understood and didn't pester him even though it would be fun if he came
along with us. Joe's dad was in the garage ready to go. I got in the truck
on his side and he got on and shut the door. He started the truck and we
backed out. I waved at Joe as we left.

"How are you today?" asked Joe's father. "Good," I said. "How are you?"
"Looking forward to this," he said as his reached over and patted my leg. I
was sitting in the middle of the bench seat next to him. "I figured I might
as well do it while you're here... you'll be gone next week." I
nodded... that was true.

"We don't have to go all the way if you don't feel like it," he said. "We
can just fool around." "I feel like it," I said. "I want to... I had a
dream last night that all you of you did it... even Dale and Johnny." He
smiled... laughed a little. "I don't think those two are interested," he
said. "I've never noticed them thinking that way. It's hot you wanting to
though... that's real hot... think you could take that many guys?"

I shrugged... didn't know really. "Are they as big as you?" I asked. He
shook his head. "No... Doug and I are the biggest... then probably Joe. I
don't think Dale and Johnny are as big as us." "Have you seen them?" I
asked fascinated with all those boys in one house. "Sure," he said. "I've
seen all of them many times... showers in the basement and with all boys
there isn't much reason to be shy about it. I've never see em hard
though... Dale's is thinner and so is Johnny's... not as thick as Doug and
Joe... or me. If you could take me and Doug as well as Joe... the other two
probably wouldn't bother you. We wouldn't be doing that with Ray
there... he'd just tell on us."

I smiled and nodded thinking about all those naked boys. "In your
dream... how were they taking you?" he asked in that deeper voice... all
this talk was turning him on. "I was on my hands and knees... by the edge
of the bed," I said as I looked at his big full basket. "Go ahead," he
said. "You know you want to."

I did want to and I wanted him to know. I reached over and felt up his
mound... it was so big and tight... so full. He liked that... being felt up
that way right through his jeans. His hand came over and felt up my
butt... I was on my side a little feeling him up... there was room for his
hand behind me. "Open your pants up so I can slide my hand in there," he
said.  I opened up and then felt his hand slide back there... his finger
found my hole and played with it. "You sure want it bad," he said in a low
voice. "I can't believe what a little slut you are." "I dreamed about it
all night," I said. "I dreamed about all your boys putting it in me."

"That'd be hot," he said. "I'd love to watch that... all that cock sliding
into you." I squeezed his mound again... it was so tight. I thought about
the underwear that he had on... the white jockey style briefs... how badly
I wanted to smell them and put them on. "Can I wear your underwear?" I
asked him.

"Shit yeah," he said. "You like that?" I nodded. "Yeah... I want to wear
them really bad." "You can wear them," he said as he slipped his hand
further down... he felt my balls and part of my hard shaft. "You're so
hard," he said. "I can't believe how much you want this."

My pants were half off now... with my butt exposed and his finger inside
me. It was so hard not to come all over his seat... I was so hot as we
pulled into the farmyard. He parked by the house and got out. I pulled up
my pants and we went inside and up the stairs.

We took our clothes off in a hurry are hard cocks standing up. "Get up on
the bed on your hands and knees... like you were in that dream," he said. I
climbed up on the bed with my butt up in the air and my legs spread wide as
he got down behind me.

He smelled my butt. "You're such a dirty little boy," he said in that deep
husky voice. "Dirty little butt that wants my cock so bad." He stuck his
tongue in as deep as he could... almost pushing me across the bed. I had to
hang on to keep myself there by the edge. It felt so good with his tongue
in my butt... rimming me hard.

He grabbed the jar of Vaseline that was still there on the nightstand from
yesterday and rubbed some into my butt... then a finger worked its way
in. I could still feel it from yesterday... a little sore... but it felt
good anyway. I wanted this man so bad... I wanted his cock in me and I
wanted him to get off doing it.

"I'm going to finger fuck you good and hard," he said in that deep horny
voice. "I'm going to finger fuck you until you beg for my cock."
"Oh... yeah," I moaned. "Finger fuck me like that... I want it so bad." "I
know you do," he said right back while his finger went in and out of
me. "You... are a bad boy... your dad spoiled you and now I have to make
you mind."

That he was into this only made it hotter for me. I wanted to be bad for
him so he could straighten me out... I wanted this man to punish me. I felt
his thick finger going in and out of my hole and it had me incredibly
hard... so hard it actually hurt.

His finger came out and he moved up behind me. His cock nosed around until
it caught and pushed its way inside. It still hurt and I got the feeling
that it always would... that I should expect it to. He wasn't gentle this
time and I felt every inch as it slid into my hole. My eyes were closed and
I groaned a little as he grasped my shoulders and forced his way in deep.

I have to say there is a lot to be said for being taken like this... taken
roughly. He wanted me like this... to take me forcibly and all though I
didn't do anything to prevent it... it was almost like being raped. Held
down and made to take it. I actually lost my erection as his big cock
spread my ass cheeks.

I had handfuls of the bedspread in my hands as I held on. That cock
withdrew a few inches and then came back at me going in deep... deep enough
that his hips slapped my butt cheeks. In and out it went... roughly... he
held me and pushed his way in with every thrust.

The pain lessened gradually... and then it felt better... every thrust made
it feel better and I started to meet him with every thrust... he pushed in
and I pushed back... it was a rhythm that we kept up with his hips and
balls slapping my ass each time we hit.

He pushed me down on to the bed flat out and lay on top of me thrusting
into me as he came. He groaned as he shot his load in deep. I felt his
weight as he lay on top of me and drove me into the mattress. It was like
when I humped the mattress as I used to... only his weight making it that
much more intense. I shot my cum into the bedspread just after he shot his
into my butt.

I like being handled roughly... I like that he wanted it that much and that
he was strong enough to take it like he had. It had been exciting... even a
little frightening... all of which made me incredibly horny. I was tingling
all over like mad... I was hot and sweaty and feeling incredibly happy.

He got up off me pulling his dick out of my ass. My hole clenched as his
dick slid out... almost like it was trying to hold on to it... maybe it
was... maybe it was just reflex. He propped up the pillows on the bed and
lay down as he reached for me pulling me towards him. I got sat down on his
lap with his still hard dick once again penetrating my ass.  He pulled me
close with his arms around me. "That's what you get for saying you wanted
all my sons to fuck you," he said. "Something like that... really turns a
man on." I sighed hearing his words... and oh how I wanted each and every
one of those boys. I even wanted Ray knowing he would tell afterwards... it
just no longer mattered who knew.

"So... how did you like getting... fucked?" he asked with big eyes and
smirk on his face. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. It was hard
to answer that... hard to say that you loved it and wanted it every
day... just like that.  He was smug over it and I knew it. "I think... you
liked it," he said answering for me. "I think... you fucking loved it."  "I
did," I confessed. "How did you know I wanted it like that?" "All boys want
that," he said. "It makes you hot... makes you horny... you want a man to
take you like... a man is supposed to." "I never knew that," I said. He
smiled. "You do now... don't you?" he asked still wearing that smug smile.

"Only with you," I said. He laughed. "Oh please," he said. "You're going to
go looking for that now... wont' be satisfied until you find it." "How do
you know that?" I asked. "Because my cousin wanted it like that," he
said. "He wanted to be chased around... have his clothes ripped off while
he pretended he didn't ... only to be forced to do it... he wanted it just
like that... and I gave it to him... just like that."

"I think... you like that too," I said. He shrugged... smiled again... not
so smug now. "I suppose," he said. "It is hot like that... I came really
hard... I suppose I like it like that. I like this too... laying here
holding you... talking about it."

"I like it too," I said. "I've gone too many years ignoring this," he
said. "You work hard at doing other things... farming... raising a
family... being a part of the community. I needed a boy like you next
door... a boy who couldn't keep his pants on... I would have visited you
every day."

"I wished I lived next door," I said. "I'd take my pants off whenever you
wanted me to." "I'd keep them off you," he said. "I'd pick you up and we'd
come over here and I'd let you suck my cock... rim my ass... and then I'd
fuck you."  I snuggled closer... if that were possible. I moaned a little
thinking of how good it felt to do that... lay on him like this with his
cock up my butt. "I wonder how many times a day you'd do it... if you
could," he said looking at me... his hand went up and down my
back... rubbed my butt cheeks as his dick flexed in my butt... it got
bigger and harder. "Your cock is so big," I moaned. "Is it bigger than your
dad's?" he asked. "Yeah," I said as I moaned again. "It's a lot bigger than
my dad's."

"You've seen him hard?" he asked. "Uh-huh," I moaned. "You do this with
him?" he asked. "Not this... other things," I said. "You want to do this
with him?" he asked. I nodded. "Yeah," I said. "What do you do with him?"
he asked. "I suck his cock... rim his butt," I moaned. "He fingers me."

Joe's dad nodded. "That's hot," he said. "You think he'd come over here and
do that?" I nodded again. "Yeah... he'd do that," I said. "Ask him if he
wants to," he said. "Okay," I said. "It'd be kind of hot if he watched us,"
he said. "Maybe... he'd like my dick up his ass." "Maybe," I said.

A truck pulled into the yard out front. We heard the door downstairs and
then boots climbing the stairs. They came down the hallway... Doug appeared
in the doorway... he walked over to the bed. "Still going at it?" he asked
his dad. "We were finished... but he's got me going again," said his dad.

Doug pulled off his shirt and threw it on the chair... his boots came off
and then his pants followed by his socks. His underwear came down and off
and that big thick hard cock appeared. He came over to the bed and looked
us over again... with his hand feeling my butt... his fingers brushed up
against the base of his father's cock where it entered my butt. It was an
added sensation... his fingers back there... I felt the tingling through my
body.

"Is that going to bother you?" asked Doug. "No... go ahead," said his
father. "I don't mind... whatever you want." I felt Doug's fingers go
lower... he was feeling up his father's big balls. "How's that feel?" he
asked in a voice that was lower... husky. "Good," said his dad in that same
sexy voice. "Do whatever you want."

I watched as Doug's dad reached out and felt up Doug's cock... the shaft
and his balls. It was hot watching them... I liked them touching each other
like that. Doug leaned over... he smelled my butt... I felt his lips there
where his father and I were joined. He went lower and smelled those big
pink balls that were so much like his own. I felt him nuzzle them. It was
incredible being between them.

Three ways were difficult sometimes... I felt out of place with Joe and my
dad... and with that guy and my dad at the cattle yard. It was different
here with Doug and his dad. I really got the feeling that I was bringing
them together... that they wouldn't even consider this without me between
them. I was the unofficial... official reason for doing this.  I looked at
Doug's body... his thick midsection with the tan arms and the white
torso... the hairy body and the white butt... the pale pink cock and
balls. He was amazing to me... every inch what I loved about men. I looked
up at his father to see he was looking at his son's cock... as he held it
in his hand feeling the hardness of it... the weight of those big balls. I
felt the delirium again... the pleasure... the intoxicating feeling of the
moment.

"Turn around... show me your butt," whispered his father. Doug was hesitant
at first... but then seemed to feel okay as he turned around... he stood up
and let his father look at him. I looked too... at that big broad
butt... those smooth cheeks with the light blond hair on them.

"Put a leg up on the bedframe," his father said. "Lean over... let me
really see it."  His father got a curious look from his son... amused
maybe...or possibly... turned on. His leg went up on the bedframe and he
leaned over... enough so that his butt cheeks opened up and his father and
I could see his open crack... his pink hole. It was proportionate... his
butt was big to begin with... that made his hole big too... it was wrinkled
too... a texture I knew well from feeling it with my tongue.

His father reached out and let a finger touch it... rub it slightly. It
winked at us... moved when he touched it and I loved watching that. "Back
up," his father whispered. "Close enough that I can smell you." Doug moved
further back... all the way to the head of the bed. His father leaned
closer... he carefully sniffed that hole. I watched as he took in that
scent thinking it was unbelievably hot seeing it.

His tongue came out and lightly tasted him... went up the crack a little
over the hole. He did that several times as I watched. He moved his head
back to the pillow and I was pushed his son's direction... he watched as I
kissed that hole.  Doug reached back and opened up his cheeks for me... he
looked over his shoulder as I kissed him there. He was enjoying this as
much as we were... this was the perfect three way... all of us were into
this in the same way.

"I want to see yours," said Doug as he looked back at his dad. His father
pulled me back... he held on to me as he rolled over on the bed putting me
under him... he spread his legs wide as I pulled mine up around him.  I
would have loved to have been back there with Doug as he climbed on to the
bed behind his father... as he looked at that spread wide butt. I wanted to
see it too... that and see the look on Doug's face. I was trapped
though... under the weight of this big man with his cock in me... I wasn't
going anywhere.

I caught glimpses of Doug as he came in close and sniffed his father's
ass... as he kissed that hole just like I'd kissed his... as his tongue
came out for that first taste of his tangy hole... and then worked it good.
I felt his father push into me... again it was small movements as he fucked
me. A little out and then further in... out and then in deeper... I felt
him shudder as he came inside me. He held me close as he trembled and shook
from what he was feeling.

He was still afterward... other than his dick flexing in my butt
momentarily getting bigger and harder and then relaxing. He was still
feeling it... the after effects were strong and sex like that did this to
you. I sighed happily under him as I clung to his warm sweaty body and felt
his weight press upon me. At this moment... all was forgotten but him and
his needs.

Doug's dad stirred... I felt his lips brush mine as he started to get
up... his cock slipped from me as he got up off the bed. I felt the usual
emptiness as he pulled away from me... I missed him already. He left the
room going down the hall to the bathroom.

I looked at Doug... his gaze upon me as he moved over... closer... as he
moved me over him and into his lap. He lay down with the pillows propping
him up with me on top. He rubbed my back as I lay on him... his hands going
down to my butt. I loved the feel of his rough hands on me.

"That was pretty intense," he said. "I never expected to share that with my
dad." I thought about it... that he hadn't expected that to happen... it
was sad really... at least now the ice was broken between them. "Now you
can," I said happy for him. "Mmm... no," he said. "It won't happen without
you... neither of us will do that without you."

I picked my head up off his chest and looked at him. "Why not?" I asked
feeling very disappointed. "It just won't," he said as he smiled at me. "My
dad and I are not going to do this... he can do it with you and I can do it
with you... if we get each other in the crossfire... then fine... we won't
do this on our own." I rolled my eyes a little. "What if it were Joe
instead of me?" I asked. Doug laughed and shook his head. "Nope," he said.

He sounded so resolute that I was again disappointed. "Joe would do it," I
said. "Yeah but that's Joe," said Doug. "He'd probably do it with anyone."
Joe would... and so would I... that was plain to me. "What are you going to
do then?" I asked. Doug shrugged. "Wait for you to come back," he
said. "What... if I don't come back for a long time?" I asked. Doug
sighed... he shrugged. "I guess... it will be girls then," he said. "I plan
on getting married and having children anyway."

I made another face and he laughed. My head hit his chest and I groaned. I
hated the thought of him doing this with girls... it was appalling to
me. "My dad did that," said Doug. "Yeah... but... he regrets that," I
said. "He said he waited way too long for this to happen." "He said that?"
asked Doug seemingly surprised by it. I nodded. "I really think you should
reconsider this."

Doug looked around a little... and then back at me. "It's hard to think of
doing this with anyone else." "Yeah but you told Joe he might get to do it
with you," I reminded him. "Oh... maybe," he said. "I might let him suck my
cock once in a great while... it's hard with brothers... not nearly as much
fun as it is with you."

"I wish I could stay," I said. "I do too," said Doug. "Come back next
summer," he said. I nodded as his father came back in and started
dressing. "Not staying?" asked Doug sounding a little disappointed. His
father shook his head. "I've got a couple things I need to do," he said as
he pulled on his pants. "You two wore me out anyway," he said. "I'm not
that young anymore... you go ahead... take him home when you're finished."
"I will," said Doug. I got a pat on the back and a smile with a wink just
before he left. I listened as he went down the hall and then down the
stairs. The door opened and closed and his truck started up... it went down
the lane.

It was quiet in the house... so quiet I could feel Doug's heartbeat. I lay
there feeling particularly good about being with him. Doug was a great
man... one I loved very much. I felt his hand move on my butt and then
search out my hole... a finger felt it and then wiggled inside. "You're
wet," he whispered. I trembled at his words... the sound of his voice. "Who
do you like better?" he asked me in that soft sexy voice. "You," I said
quickly without any hesitation. "Better than my dad?" he asked. I
nodded. "Better than Joe?" he asked. I nodded again. "What about your dad?"
he asked.

I picked up my head and looked at him. "Well... I love my dad," I said and
then paused. "I still like you best... doing it with you." He was surprised
but happy. "Suck my cock," he said. He positioned me as I moved with my ass
in his face... he smelled me and then I felt his tongue in my hole. He was
after his father's cum as it seeped out of me. I felt him lapping it
up... working my hole to get more. I nursed on his big cock as he did
that. The minutes went by as we both enjoyed what we were doing... taking
incredible pleasure from it.

The time was forgotten as we both did what we wanted. I ended up on his
cock... it sliding in where his father had been earlier. It was a amazing
how you could get lost in doing this... how it left your mind numb with
your body on fire. I was tingly all over as he fucked me... his big cock
sliding in and then part way out... then all the way in as deep as he could
get it. I loved that feeling too... the feeling that they wanted their cock
in deep... all the way in until it stopped. Was that animal nature...
something bred into us... that you had to put it really deep inside for it
to work? I loved it like that... in as deep as it would go and trying to
get it further than that.

They both held on too... had their arms around you holding on tight...
using that to get in as far as they could. He moaned as he came his body
trusting into mine. We lay there afterward not wanting to move. I was as
comfortable as I could be lying there like that. I sighed thinking how good
that had been.

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