Date: Sun, 06 Oct 2002 16:37:49 -0700 From: Joe Webster Subject: Joey's Awakening/ School Service 17 MY NEW LIFE (Part 17) As the summer wound down, I was still being wound up! It seemed I couldn't get enough cock put to me and wanted it all the time! If it wasn't Dad, Gary and Tim putting their dicks to me, it was Tim and some of his friends, or Gary and some of his. I got a lot of chances to go with dad to see his boss Carl and get fucked by different men at little get together's that Carl cooked up. Not to mention the times I got to go with Carl alone, though it was often not him by himself, always ended up with at least four or five others that he took me to meet. Shit, I was being used and loving it! I had Jason, my lovely stud Jason and his big dick that I got to service a lot and ooo, could that man fuck! Laying on my back, or up on my knees, his cock slamming into me as he held me, was always wild. The fact that sometimes, like that day with his friend Mark, he would have some other men with him, just seemed to add to my excitement, not mention the hot new loads I got to swallow or get fucked to me! So, sure, summer was going to end, but the long line of studs ready and eager to use my ready and eager holes, just seemed to continue. But summer always ends, doesn't it. It was Saturday, late morning. I had about a week or so to go before school was due to begin. I was lying on the couch, naked, with my legs up and spread. I was working one of my favorite dildoes in and out of my ass as I was looking at this series of pics in a mag that Tim had given me. It was wild! Lots of naked guys, fucking and sucking. It had a set of pictures of this young blond guy, naked, on a bed, with six big studly hairy men surrounding him. The blond was on his back, one man over his face, fucking his mouth with a big dick. Another man was between his legs and was fucking his ass. It had been one of my birthday presents about a month before. It was actually a magazine made up of pictures of me and some of the men that had fucked me. I don't know how Tim got all the pictures, or even how he had gotten it put together. But I remembered the scenes and the men that had been fucking me. The scene I was looking at actually was with Mr. Stravos, his sons, Jason, and two other men that Jason had brought along. It was at Jason's house up in his bedroom. I remembered that day and rammed the dildo into me harder and squeezed on it. That had been wild! Those studs fucked me for hours, resting in between and coming back at me. The last shot in the scene was of me, kneeling on the floor in Jason's big shower. All six of them were around me as I was leaning back, my hands on my ankles, my chest and crotch thrust out and up, and they were pissing on me. You could see the streams from both Jason and Mr. Stravos's dicks as they were pissing into my mouth, while the others were pissing on my body. Just as I got to this last picture, the doorbell rang. I pulled the dildo out of me and got up to answer it, forgetting that I was naked. I opened the door and there stood Jerry, my best friend from school and neighbor. He had left to go spend the summer with his folks back east and I grabbed him and pulled him against me as I said, "Wow, Jerry, Jerry! Its so great to see you!" He pulled back from me with a startled look in his face and gasped, "Shit Joey, what the fuck! Your naked man!" I blushed and tried to cover myself as I ran over to the stairs to grab the pair of shorts I kept there for door surprises. I said, "Sorry guy. I guess I forgot myself. I don't usually wear clothes any more around the house." He came in and closed the door and I got a good look at him. He had grown, maybe six inches or so. His shoulders seemed broader, waist a little thinner and he looked hard, like he had been working out. We had been best friends from the day I moved in to the house with my dad and brothers. He was around a lot during the early years and I spent time at his house a lot. I asked, "Want a coke or something!?" He nodded and I led him into the kitchen. As I was getting a coke out of the fridge, he asked, "What do you mean you don't wear clothes around the house?" I blushed again and said, "Uh, well, things have changed around here a bit Jerry, and well, I just don't want to wear clothes much." He sat down and we drank our cokes and began to talk. He told me about going to his uncle's farm back east and how he had to work there cause his cousin had gotten sick with some disease. He said, at first he hadn't liked it all, but then, as the days went by and he got into what was happening on the farm, well he adjusted. He told me how his Uncle had showed him how to do lots of new stuff and that he found he liked doing them. Then, there was a pause and he stared at me and asked, "Joey, uh, hey guy, what's that red mark on your chest man!?" I looked down at my chest and he pointed, saying, "Right there, next to your left tit man! Shit, did something bite you!?" I rubbed the spot, remembering when daddy had bit me that very morning as he fucked his hard cock to my ass. I said, "Its nothing. Maybe a spider bite. I don't know." He looked at me funny and then, asked, "Well, aren't you going to tell me what you've been doing all summer? I mean, hell I told you everything." I hesitated, afraid to tell him, and yet, wanting to tell him. I looked around and then, sipped my drink and he said, "Come on Joey. What's going on buddy!?" I looked into his eyes and said, "Uh, I don't know how to tell you this Jerry." He said, "Hey man, come on, we've known each other for ages! You can tell me anything?" I still hesitated. Then, I don't know why, but I wanted him to know. I said, "Uh, Jerry, uh, I don't know what you'll say, and I do care what you think, but there's no way to say this but straight out. Uh, I, uh, well, umm, I'm a queer Jerry!" He stared at me, at first like he wasn't sure what I'd said, and then, wide eyed. He gasped, "You, you're, you're what?" I stood up and started walking towards the living room as I heard the chair scrape on the floor and then, his hand on my shoulder. He spun me around and asked, "Are you telling me that you suck cock Joey!? Is that what you're saying man!?" I stared up at him, realizing how much taller he was than me. I slowly nodded my head and walked towards the couch. I picked up the magazine and handed it to him and sat down. He took the thing, looked at me funny and then, began to go through the pages. I stared at him as he went from one picture to the next, looking up at me with a strange look on his face each time he paused. I sat there, not saying a thing, just looking at him. I noticed as he got further into the pictures that he was getting a bit of a mound at his crotch. He sat down on the hassock and continued to look through the pictures. Then, he put it down and looked at me, real hard. He said, "So, not only do you suck cock, but you take it up the ass too. And, it looks like you enjoy it too!" I lowered my head, afraid of what he was going to say and what he was going to do. I looked up at him and he stared as I said, "I do enjoy it Jerry. I love it a lot!" He stood up, his pants mounded at the crotch as he asked, "So, what you're telling me is that if I pulled my cock out, you'd suck it and let me butt fuck you!? Is that what you're saying?" I blushed and nodded and lowered my head. The stillness in the room was palpable and then, I heard the sound of his zipper going down. I looked up at him as he stared at me real hard and reached into the fly of his pants and I watched as he pulled out his hard cock. It was a little over six inches, cut and hard, and I whimpered as I slid off the couch onto my knees. He put his hands on his hips and walked over to me, his cock waving in front of his fly as I stared at it. He moved right up in front of me and pushed his cock at my lips and said, "Suck it queer babe! Suck it you cocksucker!" I looked up at him as I slid my mouth around the head of his cock. He just stared down at me as I slid my lips lower on his shaft. When I started bobbing back and forth on it, his hand went to my head. I closed my eyes, starting to get into servicing his cock, and that's when he jerked it from my mouth. I stared up at him as he put it in his pants and adjusted them. He said, "You were really going to blow me weren't you!? You were really starting to get into my dick in your mouth! You fucking queer homo!" With that, he slapped me in the face real hard, making me fall over to one side. He must have just noticed the dildo on the couch and grabbed it, waving it in front of my face. He said, "Been using this to keep your ass hole ready queer babe!? Yeah, use it make you think of all the fuckers who fucked you, huh Joey!?" I started to say something, but he threw the dildo at me. I dodged it as he turned around to walk away from me and I shouted, "Jerry, Jerry, I'm sorry, please, please don't hate me! Please!" He turned at the door and said, "Hate you! Hate you! Fuck, I don't want to even know that I ever knew you, you fucking faggot cocksucking queer! Don't ever talk to me again, don't even act like I know you, you bastard! Fucking faggot homo queer bastard!" With that, he went out the door, slamming it after him. I sat there, stunned, shocked, scared, every emotion flowing through me. I had made him mad, I had shocked him, I had really screwed up the only true friendship I'd ever had! He'd called me names, and meant them! And I had done it because I had wanted cock so much! I flung myself onto the floor and the tears and sobs came out of my body. I grabbed the magazine and tore at it, and flung it across the room. I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom and lay there, crying, my brain, my thoughts on who I had just made an enemy of. I layed there for about four hours, not moving, not really aware of anything, my brain quiet, not thinking. I felt like I was the only person in the world at that moment and didn't know what to do. I barely was aware that there was a noise downstairs and stared at the doorway, unseeing. I didn't know when Tim came to the door, not reacting to anything. Then, he came over to the bed, holding the torn magazine and shook my shoulder gently. He said, "Joey. Joey. What's going on little buddy!?" I looked up at him, like I was just seeing him. He slid onto the bed and pulled me against him, pressing my face into his tshirt covered chest. I smelled him, as I cried and cried. Then, he pushed my head back gently and began to stroke my face as he said, "Sh, sh, easy Joey, easy! Now, can you tell me what happened? Can you stop crying long enough to do that?" I stared up at him and sputtered, "Uh, Jerry, uh, he was here and I didn't expect him. He, he, came in and I was naked and I told him! I told him Tim. Oh its so wrong, so wrong, and now, now, now he's gone and he doesn't want to ever say that he ever knew me! He hates me, he hates me!!" I pulled into him again and he held me tightly, stroking my back and saying, "Easy lil' guy, easy Joey, easy baby. Just relax, relax, sh, sh, come on honey calm down!" I looked up at him as I jerked back and shouted, "Calm down! You want me to calm down when my best friend, the only best friend I ever had, slaps me, then, calls me a fucking faggot homo queer bastard! Who tells me that he never wants to see me again, never wants anyone to know that we ever knew each other! Calm down? How can I calm down!" He looked at me and then slapped me in the face. I pulled away from him and stared up at him as he leaned over me. He said, real hard, "Yeah, I said calm down. And yeah, you are a fucking faggot queer homo! You know it, I know it, Dad and Gary know it and hell half the neighborhood and a lot of men we both know, know that you're a queer faggot homo! So!? So what!? You enjoy it, you want it and if Jerry doesn't like it! Shit on him!" I stared up at him and he continued, "And if the little shit ever slaps you again like that, I'll tear his fucking head off! You got that!?" He stood up, taking his tshirt off as he stared down at me. He said, "So, my little brother is a fucking faggot queer! I don't care, you're still my brother and if that little shit wants to make something of it, he'll have to deal with me. Now, get them fucking shorts off cause I want to fuck my queer faggot homo little slut brother!" I stared at him as he lowered his pants and shorts and stepped out of them, stroking his hard cock. He reached over and slapped at my ass and said, "I told you to get them panties off bitch! I want to fuck you!" I slid my shorts off and he grabbed me by the hair and moved me onto my belly. I was in a bit of a shock and then, he moved in between my legs, knocking them apart with his knees. Then, he slammed his cock up into me hard, my back arching from the deep hard thrust. He started fucking me, saying, "Shit, little bastard wants to pick on my little brother, my bitch! My whore! Call you names, slap you, try to make you feel like shit! No way Joey, no way!" As he was saying this, he still had a hold of my head and was pulling it back as he crammed his cock into me over and over. I didn't know what to do, what to say. His cock was possessing my ass cunt and even though I liked it, I was scared. I had never told my brother if any one had ever hit me, and now, now that I'd told him about Jerry, I was afraid for Jerry. Tim kept mumbling about Jerry and what he had done and all the while, he was pistoning that sweet dick up into my boy pussy over and over. It was a hard fuck, and yet, strangely, I was really enjoying it, pushing my ass up and into his pubes as he slammed up into me. Then, he was pulling his cock out completely, then, shoving it all the way, longdicking me each time. When he came inside me, he held it there, letting me feel him filling me with his hot cum. I squeezed on his cock and that got a groan from him and then, we slid to the bed, his cock imbedded inside me. He lay on top of me and I felt surrounded, protected from the world by my big stud brother, connected to him completely. He lay on top of me, his mouth at my ear, breathing hard as he moved his hips a little, stirring his cock inside me. He said, "I'm gonna beat the fucking shit out that ass hole the next time I see him. Slap you will he! Well, I'll show the little prick that he can't mistreat my little buddy, no way!" I turned my head, squeezing on his cock inside me and said, "Please Tim, please, don't hurt him. It was all my fault! I should have thought it out, told him some other way! It was a shock to him Tim. Please, don't hurt him, please!" He looked at me for a moment and said, "But he had no right to do that to you Joey! Shit, so you're a queer! So you like sucking dick and having it fucked to you! That doesn't call for someone hitting you for it!" I sobbed a little and stroked his face with the back of my hand and said, "I know Timmy, I know. But Jerry is my best friend, or was anyway. I don't want you to hurt him Timmy, please, please, for my sake! Please Timmy, promise me you won't hurt him!" He looked at me hard for a moment and then, I begged, "Please Timmy, please don't hurt Jerry, please!?" He leaned down and kissed my cheek and said, "Alright, alright, I promise, but he better never do anything else to hurt you honey! You got that!? If he ever does, promise or no promise, his ass is grass!!" I stared at him for a second and then, wiggled my ass up against him, squeezing on his cock inside me. I said, "Well, my ass isn't grass and it sure liked the way his stallion just rode it! So, gonna ride me some more cowboy!" He stared at me, a little shocked, but smiled and asked, "So, you want to be ridden huh! You want your cowboy to ride you like a mare honey!?" I giggled and said, "Ooo, I sure do big boy! Come on Cowboy, ride me, ride me!" He lifted up, pulling my hips up with him and he slapped my ass and began to drive his cock in and out of me. For the next few minutes I was thrilled to the powerful way he could fuck me and responded with every thing I had to make it good for him. When he came in me, he held it there and then, pulled it out. He flipped me over onto my back and moved up to slide his cock into my mouth. He pushed it in, saying, "Now, clean my cock you fucking little whore bitch! Clean your stallions cock!" I moaned as I took his cock into my mouth, tasting his cum and my ass juices on it as I stared up his luscious body to his face. When I finished cleaning it off, I pulled back and licked the underside of the head and said, "Ooo, my stallion's cock sure tastes and feels good in my mouth!" Tim laughed and slid up on the bed and leaned back against the headboard. I spread his legs and slid down to where my head lay on his right thigh, right up next to his big dick and balls. I flicked my tongue at his balls sac and leaned in and pressed my face into it. When I did, he put his hand on my head and was slowly stroking my hair. I moaned into his balls and he just let me stay that way for a while. Then, I leaned back, rubbing my hand over his balls as I asked, "What can I do about Jerry Tim. Really, I want to know?" He shrugged his shoulders and watched as my hand slid up his hairy belly and up to his chest. I stroked over his tit numbs as he said, "Its gonna be hard Joey. I know how close you and Jerry have been, hell, I was even jealous of him for a time." I looked up and asked, "You were?" He smiled and said, "Yeah, you little shit! A couple years ago, I don't know what started it or why. But I saw the two of you playing in the pool and you were laughing and hugging and pushing each other around and I felt something inside me. It was weird, I wanted to go and pull him out of the water and get rid of him or something." He paused and I lifted his semi hard cock and licked at the head of it and stared up at him as he continued, "Yeah, from that day until I started working at the garage, I think I hated Jerry. Didn't you noticed how I'd always try to get to him when he came around? I figured if I could get him mad, then, getting rid of him would be easier, cause I know you don't like it when someone is mad at me or Gary." I licked around his cockhead and asked, "I did notice, but after those few times, you seemed to like him. Did you?" He said, "Jerry's an o.k., kid. Well, I don't know after what you told me he did to you, but mostly, he's nice and was really a good friend to you. So, I guess I just figured it was great that my lil' buddy had someone his own age to be with." I had the head of his cock in my mouth by this time, even though it wasn't getting hard. He looked down at me and said, "Better watch it squirt! That gun might go off and it won't be cum you'll get!" I backed off his cock and said, "You mean this big gun? You mean it might shoot something besides cum in my mouth?" He laughed and said, "You keep it up cocksuck and you'll find out!" I slid my mouth onto his cock and sucked real hard and he laughed and then, grabbed my head, saying, "Well, I warned you! Take it Joey baby!" Then, he began to piss in my mouth. I moaned as I swallowed every drop, keeping my mouth tight around it. When he stopped and I licked the end of it clean and got the last drop, I held it and said, "I love it when this guy goes off in my mouth Tim!" He laughed and said, "You love any dick that goes off in your mouth faggot!!" I giggled and said, "Well, yeah, especially if they are big and hard like this one!" He said, "Yeah, and you love being between some studs legs too, don't you Joey?" I giggled and pushed my face into his balls and looked up at him. I said, "Hmm, you know I love being between a studs legs, but I think I love it more when he's between mine!" He slapped at my head and said, "You faggot bitch whore! You just like to be fucked good and hard!" I laughed and said, "Well, that's definitely true. But you know, if I didn't have other men to service, I could lay like this all day, between your legs like this, or dad's or Gary's. In fact, of all that men that have used me this summer, you three are still my favorites. Cause, I like these (as I licked at his balls) hmmm, big hairy balls of yours!" I looked up at him and he smiled and I rose up between his legs. I licked at his balls and then, along his thighs, saying, "And these big manly thighs. Ooo, and the hairs around your cock, the taste and feel of them between my lips and teeth." I spread his legs and slid under his balls and said, "Ooo, and right here, I like this spot, where your cock comes out under your balls, and the way it leads me down here!" I slid my tongue along the skin between his balls and his hole and spread his legs wide as I moved my mouth to his hole. I looked at it and the swiped at it with my tongue. I said, "I really like this sweet ass hole of yours, yours and Gary's and dad's. Ooo, sucking on your asses is so much fun and I love it!" He grasped my head and said, "Yeah, but the best part is when a stud sits on your face, right baby!?" I lifted my head and said, "Ooo yeah! That way I can hold onto your ass and really work my tongue into your hot hole! Want to sit on my face Tim?" He lifted up and chuckled as he knelt over my head. I looked up at him from between his thighs as he moved over my face and then, squatted down. His hole was right over my mouth as he asked, "Like this fuck face!?" I moaned as I grasped his hips and pulled his ass down over my face, my tongue deep up into his crack, licking around and around his hole. He laughed and wiggled his butt on my tongue and said, "Yeah, that's it Joey, suck that hole baby, eat my shitter Joey! Oh yeah, work that tongue in there, work it bitch, work it good!" I rimmed his hot hole for a bit and then, he lifted up. He moved back on the bed and pulled me up against him. I asked, "How come you wanted me to stop Tim!?" He said, "No reason, just figured you'd get me too hot and I want to wait till later, when Dad and Gary get here. I think we need to have a little family orgy and the three of us need to fuck our little cock whore till he can't stand up!" I giggled into his chest and said, "Hmm, I wonder if the whore can take three big dicks!" He laughed and said, "You better, you little cunt! Take them and love them!" I giggled into his chest and said, "I know I'll love them, all three of them!" We both laughed and lay there for a bit. Then, we got up and sort of did things we usually did around the house and went down stairs. About two hours later, Dad and Gary were about to come home. Tim had made me lie on the couch, my legs spread and held open, my hole lubed, my tongue out as they came in. Tim said, "Gentlemen, your whore awaits!" That set them off and the three of them and me enjoyed ourselves until midnight, and, I got fucked and fed cock, cum and piss over and over! The next day my dad was going to take me to get some new clothes. You know the usual thing that happens for each school year. We went to one of the big new malls and must have spent a small fortune. As we were driving back, I told him about what had happened with Jerry the day before. He didn't say anything about it, just nodded and then, we were home. After we got everything put away, he said, "Let's go to my office Joey." Usually when he would say that, you knew you were in trouble. I was worried as I followed his broad back and sweet looking ass down the hall to the door. We went inside and I sat on the couch and he sat on the big chair near his computer. He leaned back, spreading his legs, his hands behind his head. He said, "So, Jerry knows that your queer." I nodded and said, "And that's not all dad. Uh, he slapped me and I told Tim about it and he was really pissed off!" My dad fell forward in the chair and asked, "He hit you? And, Tim knows it?" I nodded and said, "I couldn't help it dad. When I was talking to Tim about it, it came out. He looked really dangerous and was shouting that he was going to kick his ass real bad. I was scared and made him promise not too." My dad shook his head and said, "Well, guess we'll just have to see how things go then. Though, I hope Jerry has enough sense not to start anything, or cause you any trouble over this. Tim is dangerous when he gets mad. Reminds me of your Uncle Jake, and that ass hole, when he gets mad, you do not want to be around him!" I knew what he was talking about cause I had seen Uncle Jake really mad, only once, but it was enough. Dad looked up at me and said, "But, I guess we're going to have deal with the situation of you going to school and stuff. Jerry might get it into his head to start some rumors or stuff at school. Are you prepared for that?" I shook my head and said, "I don't know dad. I guess, like you said, we have to wait and see. But I am worried. Plus, even with all the fucking and sucking this summer and all the wild things going on, I still wondered how he was doing. Does that sound strange?" My dad smiled and said, "Actually, no. Besides, you two have been friends, well up till now, for a long time Joey. You might be doing things, but still you do remember your friends, and that really is a good thing. Its just that, well, that now, the cats out of the bag so to speak and I just don't know what to tell you to do, or how to act. You're gonna have to just play it by ear and let things run their course. O.k.?" I said, "I guess so dad, but I still miss him." I started to cry a little, and he stood up and walked over to me. He pulled my head in against his side and then, moved my face in towards his crotch and stroked my hair. He said, "Easy Joey, easy. Things will work out, one way or the other, but they will work out." I looked up at him and he smiled down at me and I felt so loved by this man. I slid up against him and he hugged me and then, he slapped at my butt and asked, "By the way little whore! Why are you still wearing clothes!?" I giggled and wiggled against him and said, "Guess I forgot daddy!" He slapped my ass and said, "Well, bitch, get these clothes off and come back down here. I might have something for you if you do!" I giggled and ran out of the room to his laughter and went up and tore off my clothes. On the table was the collar that Tim had given me for my birthday, and though I didn't wear it much, decided to put it on. It was made of leather, with rhinestones on it, and the words "FUCKTOY" across the front. I giggled as I looked in the mirror as I put it on and shivered, wondering what dad was going to think. I ran back down stairs and into his office and he was standing there, his back to the door, leaning over the computer. He had taken off all his clothes and the sight of his sweet looking manly ass had me hard real fast. He turned and saw me standing there, his eyes lighting up as he saw the collar. He snapped his fingers and said, "On your knees you cocksucking bitch whore, and crawl over to me!" I got down on my hands and knees and licked my lips as I stared at his hardening cock sticking up from his dark cock bush. I got right to him and angled my head up and looked up at him, my mouth formed into an "o" as I licked all around my lips. He grasped my head by the hair and asked, "That mean you want to suck dick bitch?" I smiled and said, "Oh yes sir! I want to suck dick sir. Please sir, please, let me suck your dick sir!" He moved back and sat in his chair and lifted his legs. He put his feet on either side of the edges, spreading himself in front of me and I could see his hairy crack. He held his cock up and waved it and said, "Come and get on this dick you cocksucking whore cunt! Daddy wants his fucktoy to please him!" I shivered and smiled as I crawled over to him. I got to the chair and slid my tongue up the back sides of his thighs and down to his balls. I licked the hairy ball sac as I heard him intake some air, then, slid my mouth lower. I sucked under his balls and then, slid my tongue lower and he scooted out to the edge of the chair and my tongue touched his hole. He quivered and said, "Oh yeah, that's my Joey, that's my little whore boy! Suck my hole honey, suck it for daddy!" I sucked and swirled my tongue in and out of his hole as he pushed his ass into my face and held my head tightly. Then, I backed off and licked and smacked at it with my lips and said, "ooo, (smack), daddy, ooo (smack), your hole is so good! Hmmm, (smack, pop), I love to suck your ass hole daddy! Ooo (smack, smack, pop, pop)!" Dad pulled back from me, grasping my head and shoving my face back to his cock. He crammed his cock into my mouth and throat completely, holding me on his shaft. Then, his body shook and the cum tube on the underside of the mouth filling cock pulsed. His cum shot into my mouth over and over. So much so, that it ran out around his cock at my tight lips to run down my chin. I swallowed, but for some reason he was really shooting. He pulled back a bit and slumped back on the chair and I continued to nurse and suck up and down on his cum oozing shaft, getting every drop from it. Then, I pulled off, slowly stroking the base as I looked up at him. He shook his head and said, "Damn Joey, you're getting better every time you suck my ass! Shit, I couldn't help shoving my cock into your mouth like that, but, damn, your mouth on my hole got me really worked up!" I nuzzled into his balls and said, "I like it when my daddy is all worked up! Means he's going to feed me the cum I love!" He laughed as he ruffled my hair and then, pulled me up to sit on his lap. He held me and we were silent for a bit. I looked up at him after a bit and asked, "Dad, do you think there's something wrong with me!?" He pulled his head back and looked into my face and asked, "Wrong, what do you mean wrong with you?" I slid my hand down between my legs and grasped his big ball sac and gently massaged it as I said, "Uh, my wanting cock so much. Do you think that I might be messed up cause I want it all the time?" He looked at me and pulled my head back in against his chest. My mouth was right at his left nipple and I licked out at it as he stroked my back and said, "I don't think so Joey. You're, well, I think you're just special is all." I looked up and asked, "What do you mean, special." He turned me around on his lap and I leaned back against him, spreading my legs a little. As I did, I felt his hard cock slide up under my balls. I looked down and could see and feel the head as it slid up past my balls. I closed my legs around it and he said, "Nice honey. You always know how to treat your man's cock." I giggled as his hands began to stroke my body from my neck down to my cock and balls. I asked, again, "Uh, what do you mean 'special,' dad?' He said, "Well, a couple of weeks ago I asked Randy about that. He fixed it up so we could go talk to a friend of his, a psychologist. We talked about you and what you are like and want. The guy told me that there are records of gay men that were like you Joey. Some historical, some recent. Seems there are certain men, and boy's like you, that no matter how many cocks are put to you, you just want more. He said, they had a name for it, but I forgot and it was a strange word. He said that mostly, it was like guys like you are the equivalent of female nymphos. You see, some women just can't get enough cock into them either. He said it stood to reason that if there women like that, there would be men as well. He said the one thing that has been recorded is that the guys, like you, though they wanted men to fuck them, were never effeminate." He paused and then, continued, "He said it must be something to do with your hormones, or sex drive, something like that. Plus he said the feeling of the hard male penis, when it is in your mouth, or sliding in and out of your ass hole, seems to draw out those feelings, sensations. And, the strangest thing is that, once a guy like you gets those feelings and sensations, its like they take over your mind in a way. Like you have to have it all the time, the stimulation, the thrill of feeling it in you, wanting to keep a hard cock inside you, mouth or ass. The other thing is that certain places on a man become the real attraction, the groin, the balls, the ass, and, of course, the cock. Guys like you love to have their heads in between a man's thighs and the smell, the sense of wanting to be there, sort of take's over your mind. I don't understand all he said, but the most important thing he said to me was that I should not try to stop you. Oh, put some controls on you maybe, but not to try and stop you letting those feelings and sensations run in your head." He paused again and hissed as I sucked at his nipple, and said, "He said if we did try to stop you that you would turn on us and try to get away, not because you didn't love us. It was more like you can't control the wanting, the yearning to please a man, to suck his cock, have him fuck you. If we try to stop you, you might turn inward and then, you might build up hate in you towards us. Or, you might run away and because the feelings are so strong, lay with any man that would have you. That was one of the dangers he pointed out, the fact that you might not be too careful about who put their dick in you. He said the wanting to submit to a man, to let him use you, fuck you, fill you with cock and cum can be pretty strong in guys like you." I didn't know what to say and looked up at him. He stroked my face and said, "Like that day at Randy's warehouse. The one where you practically begged me to let those men use you. Come to think of it, you did beg for it. Well, that was the sort of thing the man said would happen. He said, sometimes it was just the smell of a man, or, the way his body is shaped, the fact that he has hair on his body, those sorts of things, and you get turned on. But that there was nothing that science could do for you. Oh there were drugs that could be used, but the side effects were not really pleasant, plus the fear of addiction. Besides, the addiction to cock can't kill you, not yet any ways." (Author's note: Remember guys this was long before AIDS) He fell silent and I thought about what he had said. I looked up and asked, "But what am I gonna do dad? If what the man said is true, I'm going to have a real hard time at school! I mean, especially during gym class! I had a hard time last year just trying to keep my dick from showing hard almost every day. I'd look at some guys naked butt, or crotch, or chest and I'd get a tingle inside me. My breath would catch and I had to hide myself under the water a lot of times. The coach, Mr. Gregory, thought there was something wrong with me and told me he was worried. I never did anything with him or even tried, but he checked on me a lot." Just then, my dad chuckled and I asked, "What's so funny?" He smiled and kissed my forehead and said, "Roy, Roy Gregory. He's a boy lover like Carl, you know, my boss." I looked at him, shocked, as I asked, "You mean, like Carl, he wants to fuck young boys?" My dad laughed and slid his hand to my butt cheeks and said, "Oh yeah, Roy does like that. But I don't think its just boys. He's not exactly gay, I mean, he's got five kids of his own. But, I met him at one of Carl's little away parties, you know like the one I told you about Carl and me. Shit, he's was as hot to trot as Carl was with those boys, and, he got it on with some of the men. Loves to fuck male ass pussy he told me!" I giggled and shivered a little, remembering the way Coach Gregory's body always looked to me. My dad pushed me back a bit and looked at me and said, "Shit, you're thinking about what it would be like to have Roy fuck you, aren't you?" I licked my lips and said, "Uh, yeah daddy, I sure would love to service him. Ooo, I bet he can fuck up a storm! I always stare at him when he's in the showers at school and have to squeeze my legs to hide my boner! He's hairier then most men I've been with this summer, but I sure would love to see what it was like to please him!" My dad laughed and said, "Shit, quivering for another cock bitch!" I smiled up at him and squeezed on his cock between my legs and said, "Well, that man told you I was a nympho daddy, so, I'm always quivering for cock!" My dad laughed and then, paused, looking at me for a moment. Then, he reached over to the phone, pulled it over next to him. He flipped through his card list and then, dialed a number. I watched, playing with his dick between my legs as he said, "Uh yeah, Roy, that you buddy!? John here, yeah, me. Say, what are you doing right now guy? Uh huh, yeah, well, think you can get away for a few hours? Yeah, I got something here at my house that I think you'd really enjoy bud! Uh huh, yeah, that would be great. See you in a few." He hung up the phone and beamed at me and said, "Well, little whore, you are gonna get your wish!" I asked, "What do you mean dad?" He leaned me forward and slid his hand to my butt and slid two fingers up into me, making me moan, as he said, "You're gonna service Roy Gregory honey!" I jerked my head to the side and asked, "Really daddy!? Really?" He jerked the fingers in me and said, "Really baby! Now, you get upstairs and take a nice shower and get this hot body of yours all ready to do dick service. You got that whore!?" I nodded and he pushed me off his knee and said, "Make sure you're ready for this baby. Knowing Roy, once he gets started, you won't be able to stop him. He'll fuck you till you can't stand up!" I squeezed my legs together and hugged myself and said, "Ooo daddy, that sounds so good!" He slapped at my butt and said, "Get upstairs whore! You got some dick duty to do! And you better service him right bitch!" I giggled as I started out the door. I stopped in the doorway and asked, "Are you gonna watch me service him daddy?" He chuckled and asked, "Would you like that baby? Want your daddy to watch you being a whore for Roy?" I bit my lip and said, "I know you'd like that and yeah, I want my daddy to watch me servicing a big strong man like Coach Gregory!" He laughed and waved at me saying, "Get upstairs, get cleaned up and you had better be naked on your bed when I bring him up to you!" I giggled and almost ran up the stairs, my mind running pictures of Coach Gregory through my head. As I stood in the shower, I could feel my little tit numbs hardening as I thought of getting between Coach Gregory's thighs. I knew he just had to have a nice cock to go with that hard, hairy body of his. I was just walking back to my bedroom, when I heard the doorbell ring. I walked to the top of the stairs and listened as Dad and Coach Gregory greeted each other. My dad asked if he wanted a beer and that deep voice of his said, "Sure thing John. Never turn down a beer, you know that!" There was laughter as they headed into the kitchen. I crept back to my room and lay down on my bed, shivering inside a little, but wanting what I thought I knew was going to happen. I lay there, my little tit nubs so hard I had to pull on them. I spread my legs and slid my other hand down between my legs and shoved a finger into my hole. I lay there, working the finger from my tit nub to my mouth, working, now two, fingers in and out of my hole. Just then, I heard them in the hallway. I froze, two fingers in my mouth, two fingers up inside my boy pussy, as Coach Gregory came into the room, followed by my dad. They were each carrying their beer cans. Coach Gregory's eyes widened as he asked, "What the fuck John!? Shit, you got to be kidding John. That's Joey lying there like some kind of slut!" My dad walked over to my bed and pulled my head up and said, "Meet my whore slut pig boy Roy, this is Joey, his daddy's whore!"