Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2019 21:35:23 -0400 From: Tagen Subject: Home Schooled-11 Please help support Nifty so the fun can continue for all of us. This is a story of fantasy for the mind and the writer does not condone or encourage such action in life. Home Schooled 11 by Tagenhard tagenhard@gmail.com tagenhard@tutanota.com Friday morning Derek found Skip still in bed, he removed his clothes and crawled in with him. "I think dad is mad at me?" Skip announced with a mournful look. "Why would he be mad at you?" Derek inquired and Skip proceeded to tell him about last night. Derek listened with mixed emotions and when Skip finished he consoled Skip's worries. "I'm sure he's not mad at you. You did nothing wrong and I'm sure it will all be okay." Derek soothed into his ear as his fingers lowered and entered Skip's asshole. Skip jutted his ass back against his teacher's probing fingers. Derek had Skip recount the exact details of what happened and between the story and his fingering of the boy cunt, he found himself hard. Derek slipped his hard cock into his pupil as he tried to make sense of what happened between Skip and his dad and why Brant reacted the way he did. Derek thrust himself up and in deep. One thing he did realize was that this wasn't going at all the way he wanted it to. Derek was feeling frustrated because first the uncle helped himself to Skip's ass and then Skip went and blew his dad. Derek being lost in thought, didn't fully realize he had rolled Skip over onto his stomach and was pounding his hard shaft in and out of the tender boy hole. Derek didn't register Skip's pillow muffled sounds, to know if they were ones of good or bad. Derek wanted Skip's first sucking of his dad's cock to be in the classroom where Derek would control it, would make it happen thru manipulation. He wanted to introduce the two of them to incest. But now that scenario was a moot point. He could still salvage some of what he wanted by having Brant sitting in the classroom watching as Derek shoved his cock into Skip and fucked him in front of his dad. Fucked him as if it was just a normal classroom activity. Well truth be told it was becoming a normal activity. Derek envisioned Brant sitting naked in the chair and talking to Brant explaining something as he then shoved himself into Skip but kept talking as if nothing special was going on. He wanted to see the expression on Brant's face as his son got butt fucked in front of him. And if he objected Derek would remind him of the agreement. Then somehow he would manipulate Brant into fucking his son also. But those plans were probably ruined because Skip was such a cock whore now. Derek was thrusting hard into the boy and his small body was smashed between his teacher's body and the mattress. Derek was fucking out his frustration. How can I salvage this? He wondered to himself. "Well don't break him before I get another chance to fuck him." A voice spoke out. Derek looked over to the door to see the man that had been in the video last weekend. "Is that Uncle Trent?" They heard Skip squeak out. "Hey sport yes it is, we'll talk as soon as your teacher is done fucking your little ass. Matter of fact I'm gonna fuck you as soon as he is done." Trent said loud enough to make sure Skip heard him. "So you better cream his ass really well so I can use your cum as my lube." Trent directed to Derek. "Fuck." Derek muttered. This was hot and his Uncle being so cool and perverse about it turned him on even more. Derek looked Trent over now getting a better view than what the video gave him. Derek thought to himself that if he was a cocksucker he would be all over this guy. "Do you have my brother fucking him yet?" Trent asked. Derek looked at him with uncertainty. "That's your goal, isn't it? To get Brant to fuck his own kid and maybe even have Brant be a fuck toy for you also." "Well, I guess." Derek replied slowly, losing some of his confidence and slowing down on the fucking. Derek explained about what happened last night with Brant and Skip. "I don't know what that all means. "Ah I do." Trent grinned, they heard the front door close. "I got a plan." Trent announced and spelled it out, then he left the room. Trent, hard and swinging meet Brant at the V. "Hey bro." He greeted. A big smile broke out on Brant's face. "Hey Trent, another visit?" "No this time I'm here for good, I'm moving in like you said I could." Trent pulled Brant in for a hug. "You might as well strip now." Trent stated. "Ah, why?" Brant returned puzzled. "We're going into the classroom and you know the rule." "But I'm all sweaty. Let me shower first." Brant kinda whined. "Nope, a problem with the kid, you need to deal with it now." Trent said firmly. "Oh, well okay." Brant replied as he started to pull off his clothes. "What's the problem?" "You'll see, just come on." Trent walked to the classroom with Brant on his heels. Entering the room Brant saw Derek standing there with Skip bent over at the waist in front of him sucking Derek's cock. "Your son is out of control." Trent stated "He grabbed my cock and started to suck it, I told him to stop but he won't." Derek explained. "He says you let him give you a blow job last night. I tried to push him off me but he starts to bite." "I didn't let him," Brant replied flustered. "But he did blow you right." Trent cut in. "Yea, but." Brant stuttered. "But nothing," Trent admonished. He needs to be punished for disobeying, you need to spank him." Derek and Trent could see a tremble in Brant's body, Trent knew what must be swirling thru his brother's mind while Derek was wondering how this was gonna play out. Trent stepped up behind Brant and pressed his body against Brant's edging him closer to Skip. "You know he needs to be spanked for being a bad boy." Brant's hand was shaking as he raised it, but held it mid-air indecisively. Trent swatted Brant's ass. "You're his dad, spank him." Trent hissed firmly into Brant's ear. Brant let his hand swing and swatted across Skip's butt, Brant's cock lurched and started to fill. With his hand still shaking he landed another swat and his cock jumped some more. Trent spanked Brant again. "Be the dad and spank him like he deserves." Brant's cock had jumped to full erection from Trent's swat. His breath was jagged and he continued to shake as another slap landed and Skip's little butt turned pink. Skip kept sucking Derek's cock the whole time. Derek reached over Skip and pulled the ass cheeks apart exposing the pink little hole. Trent felt Brant shudder and Trent pressed him further ahead so he was inches from his son. "He wants to be spanked," Trent whispered smoothly into his big bro's ear. "That's why he's being bad. Spank him." Trent again encouraged. Brant landed another swat against the now spread open ass cheeks and some precum bubbled up and out of Brant's cock. Trent reached around and took a nipple in his right fingers and twisted it. Brant moaned, his mind clouded with confusion and lust. Trent used his left hand to reach around and take Brant's hard throbbing daddy cock and angle it down so the tip touched the small pucker. "Spank him." Trent breathed in a low sultry tone. "Spank, fuck him." Brant's hand swung and landed another swat as Trent used his body to push Brant forward. Brant's cock head pushed up against his son's asshole. He didn't register that it was already lubed. "Fuck him." Trent reiterated with more force. "Fuck your naughty son." Trent pushed his pelvis forward causing Brant's cock head to pop into Skip's tunnel. Brant let out a shuddered growl and then he pushed forward on his own while landing another spank. "Fuck your son big bro, give him your hard daddy cock, you know he wants it." Trent oozed into his ear. Brant was half way in and started to thrust into his little boy's hot tight asshole. "He wants to be a boy slut for men." Trent continued. "Just like you wanted to be one for Farmer Joe, except he's willing to admit it and own it. You liked being fucked and used by Farmer Joe didn't you?" Trent asked and twisted his bro's nipple harder. "Yes," Brant grunted. "I loved it, dam it, I miss it." "Well don't worry your little brother is here to take care of your needs. But now we need to take care of Skip's. He wants to be a slut just like you, do know how I know?' Trent asked. Brant shook his head no. "Because he's already spread his legs for me and for Derek. You're not the first cock in him. Fuck your slut son." Brant's eyes hardened. "You wanna be a boy toy like I was? Then fine, you can have all the cock you want." And he drove his cock in further. He threw a few spanks in as he fucked his son deeper and deeper. Skip was skewered between Derek's cock in his mouth and his dad's cock in his ass and he was loving it. He wasn't so keen about the spanking but he loved the cock action. "I bet he's had others fuck him. I bet he would love to have those two old queens from the club fuck him." Trent said. Derek knew Brant was bothered by Jerold and Malcom. "But they already have." Derek spouted. "No." Brant moaned in a slow drawn out breath. "Yes, yesterday while you were being all macho in the gym, they had him impaled on their cocks in the steam room." Derek informed with pleasure. "Fuck him bro, he's just a tramp." Trent whispered. Brant got a good grip on Skip's hips and drove himself all the way in. "Take daddies cock, take it up your little boy pussy. I'm gonna breed you like the slut you are, just like the slut I was" Brant's face was turning red from his energetic thrusting into his son's ass and all too soon his body shook and he let out a deep throaty growl. "Take my fucking cum son." As he blasted Skip's guts with jets of cream. A final shudder bolted thru his body and he fell to his knees exhausted. As hot as all of that was to watch, Derek hadn't cum yet. He quickly assessed how Trent had treated Brant and Brant's responses. Derek pulled himself out of Skip's mouth and stepped over to Brant. "Get on your hands and knees." Derek ordered Brant forcefully. Brant stunned by everything did as he was told and took that position. Whack, was heard as a yard stick Derek had picked up landed across Brant's hard ass. "You're a bad dad." Derek scolded. You came into the room without first asking permission," Whack. "Then you fucked your son up the ass. What kind of sick fucking father does that?" Whack. Skip had crawled up into Trent's lap after he sat down to watch the show. "You need to be punished." Derek spouted. "Don't you?" He now shouted. "Yes." Brant replied softly. Whack, "What was that answer?" "Yes, I need to be punished." Brant voiced louder as another spank from the stick landed across his quickly reddening ass. "He's hurting daddy." Skip whimpered to his Uncle. "Yes but your dad likes it." Trent replied. "It's hard to understand, it's called a fetish and it's what your dad needs to enjoy sex." "Really?" Skip stated with surprise in his voice. "Like I said it's hard to understand." Trent chuckled. "Don't worry, I won't let anything seriously bad happen to your dad. Besides, look he's hard again." Trent pointed out that his big bro's cock was at full erection and swinging under him. Whack, "What do you think I should do to punish you?" Derek asked with a seething voice, playing the part. "Fuck me." Brant answered. Whack. "What?" "Fuck me." Brant shouted, "Fuck my whore dad ass." Derek dropped the yard stick and knelt behind Brant, He gave him 6 hard hand swats before burying himself in balls deep in one thrust. "Fuck yea." Brant moaned out in obvious pleasure. Derek thrust in and out, power fucking Brant as Skip watched. Derek loved fucking Skip's dad in front of him. Nothing had gone the way Derek had planned, had visualize and he knew he wasn't going to be the alpha controlling the house. But he still was enjoying fucking the dad in front of the son. Trent set Skip down in front of Brant just inches from his face so Brant could see with great detail as his little brother's cock entered his son. "It's so fucking hot to fuck your son, bro." Trent chuckled. "I'm going to be buried in his boy cunt a lot and so are other men. Father and son cock sluts." Brant kept his eyes glued to his son's pink ass lips that had turned red from the fucking. He studied how the lips rolled back and forth as the Uncle cock thrust in and out. Derek was fucking him hard and spanking him all at the same time. Trent grunted and unloaded into his nephew, then quickly pulled out and shoved Skip's ass over to Brant's mouth. Brant sucked on the fucked pucker and took in his brother's load. As he did he became light headed and another round of cum blasted from his untouched cock. Derek watched and after a few moments he pulled out of Brant's ass, stepped over quickly and painted Skip's face with his large load of warm cum. Trent swung Skip around and Brant licked another man's drippy cum from his son's eyes and nose and cheeks. Brant dropped to the floor and Skip crawled into a spooning position. Derek lovingly covered them with a blanket and the two drifted off to sleep. Derek and Trent went out into the kitchen and silently sized each other up as they drank some lemonade. Derek finally broke the silence. "Brant and I have an agreement that I'm boss in the classroom and whatever I say goes." "That sounds like a good agreement and you're more than welcome to do whatever you want with him in the classroom." Trent replied calmly. "No, anyone in the classroom has to do what I say." Derek corrected. "Good luck enforcing that." Trent sneered. "How long you staying?" Derek asked narrowing his eyes. "I'm here to stay." Trent replied with a stone face. They stood and stared at each other. "Look." Trent spoke up. "They are yours to use in the classroom, fuck Skip all you want, fuck Brant all you want. Have other men over to fuck them also, that's cool. My brother is a smart business man and a good provider. He's a loving father and a great brother. But he has needs he doesn't know how to fulfill and I'm going to help him satisfy that side of his life." Trent Stopped speaking and stared Derek square in the face. "Your main purpose here is to teach Skip real school things and the sex is a side benefit. Your king of the class but I'm the keeper of the palace, don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you." Derek found himself slightly afraid but held the stare. "Deal." "Deal" Trent agreed and they shook hands trying to out squeeze each other. Derek lost. Brant's cell phone was on the kitchen counter and it rang. Trent picked it up and read the ID. "Colt Davis now why does that sound familiar?" He said out loud but to himself. "That's Harper's dad, Skip is supposed to spend the weekend there." Derek offered. "Oh right," Trent remembered from last weekend. He decided to answer it. "Brant's phone, this is Trent." He answered with a happy voice. Derek couldn't hear the other side of the conversation only Trent's "That's right the dog tag guy." Trent laughed. "Nope not even wearing them now, I'm out of the service so now I'm just a naked civilian." Another laugh. "Both I and Derek, skip's teacher." Pause, "Oh so he was Harper's teacher last year to, that makes sense, but yea we're both standing here in the kitchen starker's. Brant and Skip are in the classroom catching their breath after one of Derek's exciting class room exercises." Another laugh from Trent. "Hey Harper seemed to really enjoy the whole nudity thing last weekend and Stew showed excitement in it when he came by." Derek was trying to imagine what Colt's side of the conversation was as they talked. "How's this for a crazy idea? Instead of Skip going to your house for the weekend and making a 16 year old responsible, why not have Stew and Harper spend the weekend here?" Trent took a swig of his drink. "Tell Stew I'm here and I promise he will be more than willing to go along with the change of plans." "Great, I'll let Brant know, I promise you the boys will have a very fun weekend." Trent laughed and then said good bye and hung up. He looked over to Derek and seeing Derek's expression, laughed, "Yes you are welcome to join in." Derek didn't like that Trent found him so easy to read but was glad to be included. "Who or what was that about Farmer Joe?" Trent laughed again and launched into an explanation about Brant's introduction to man/boy sex. "That sure explains his fetish for spanking." Derek commented. Brant and Skip wondered into the kitchen. "Colt called." Trent stated. I changed the arrangements for this weekend. Stew and Harper are coming here instead." "I'm not so sure." Brant started but Trent cut him off. "Don't worry about it. Harper's already a cock sucker and Stew fucked Skip on the kitchen table while Harper was giving you a hand job on the porch." Brant looked to Skip, who just gave him a big smile back. "Plus Stew's a gay boy and likes older men so he can get himself some action at the same time we bust Harper's cherry." Trent added. "Whatever." Brant shrugged. "I gotta get some work done." He stated and headed for his office. "And I guess I should do some teaching." Derek took hold of Skip's shoulders and directed him to the classroom. Trent retrieved his duffel bag from the guest room he had dropped it in and took it to Brant's room. He decided it was now going to be their room to share and figured Skip would spend most nights there as well. Trent had spent the night traveling to get there and now was tired from both the lack of sleep and the earlier activities. He laid on the bed and dozed off. He felt fingers tracing across his back in light little circles. Trent remembered back to when he was younger and he loved when Brant would do this for him. It was usually after a spanking and Brant would try to console him by lightly caressing his back. "That brings back memories." Trent spoke softly. "Mixed memories I'm sure." Brant replied. Trent rolled over onto his back and looked at his big brother. "Yes the pain of a cruel father and the love of a caring brother." Trent sat up and grasped one of Brant's nipples with his fingers and gentle twisted. "I want you to know that I love you big bro and that everything I do for and to you is because I love you." Brant's eyes misted slightly. "You have your self-set up well with the successful business and the money you make. The good house and a loving son. But there is the other side of you that needs taking care of and you can't do that on your own. I'm here to repay you for looking after me when I was young and protecting me as much as you could from dad when he was on a rampage. And comforting me after, on those occasions where you couldn't stop him. So I want you to remember that I'm doing it out of love when I have you tied down and am paddling your ass before a dude with a 12 inch dick rips your guts open by fucking you balls deep." "Gee thanks, I'm sure that's what I'll be thinking about if that happens." Brant chuckled. "We have a very comfortable bed." Trent stated as he ran a hand across the bed spread. They stared at each other several moments before Brant looked down and replied. "Yes we do." "Good, so we understand each other. Now why did you wake me?" Trent asked letting go of Brant's nipple. "Lunch is ready." Brant replied simply. Skip and Derek were already at the table and had just started in on their salads when Trent and Brant walked in. Trent sat down and Brant was about to sit. "Give me a blow job bro." Trent stated in a half asking, half ordering tone of voice. He wanted to make sure Brant had really gotten the message of who was in charge. Brant sighed and got to his knees as Trent turned his chair sideways so his big bro could get to his cock. Skip and Derek ate their salads as they watched Brant give his little brother head. With his right hand Trent picked at his salad with his fork, eating slowly. His left hand was on the back of Brant's head riding it as it rose and fell. They were all silent and only the slurping of Brant's mouth was heard as they watched the show. "I was thinking." Trent started. "Maybe Farmer Joe would like an invite some time." Brant tried to raise his head but Trent pushed it firmly back down onto his cock. "I'm sure he would love to revisit some of your fond times together. And then to be able to molest the son of the boy he used to molest. I imagine he would love that." Trent specifically used the word molest to needle his brother. "He should be able to still get it up, he's about dad's age, if I remember right." Brant shuddered at the thought but kept sucking his little bros hard cock. Trent wasn't in any hurry to cum and probably wasn't going to. He simply wanted to demonstrate to Derek and Skip his control. Skip had finished his meal and was just fiddling his hard little nail while he watched his dad give head. "Skip." Trent said startling Skip out of his trance. "What?" "Go spank your dad, spank him as hard as you can." Trent instructed. Skip got off his chair and stood behind his dad's ass. He didn't hesitate to let lose a volley of hard swats on his dad's firm ass. Trent was surprised at the energy Skip put into his task. He thought he would have to nudge his nephew into being more aggressive, but Skip went at it right out of the gate. "You're gonna wear yourself out that way." Derek commented as he got up from his chair and started to rummage thru the kitchen drawers. "Here use this." He offered as he handed Skip a sturdy plastic spatula with open groves. He handed it to Skip and Skip whacked his dad's ass. "Smart choice." Trent complimented. "The open groves reduces air resistance for a great hit." "I know a thing or two." Derek chuckled back The sound of Skip spanking his dad was louder now that he had more optimal smacking ability. Skip laid 10 whacks across the two cheeks before they turned just the lightest shade of pink. "How many do I do?" Skip asked resting his arm. "Is he hard?" Trent asked as he held his older brother's head down on his cock. Skip bent over and looked under his dad. "Yea he's hard and dripping." "Keep spanking him till he shots his load." Trent instructed. Skip returned to spanking his dad with his little hard nail wagging back and forth as his body turned. Another 20 spanks landed but Brant still didn't shoot. Trent made some hand signals to Derek who caught the idea of what Trent wanted and prepped Skip for it. "What you doing Skip?" Trent asked at the same time that Skip pushed his little boy prick into his dad's asshole. "He's a bad dad, first you spank him then you fuck em." Skip declared. "Farmer Joe would be so proud to see that now your own son spanks and fucks you." Trent laughed. It wasn't the feel of Skip's hard boy prick in his ass but the thought of his own son fucking him, which caused his cock to erupt a load onto the floor. He had become a whore to his brother, to the teacher and now his son.