Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2011 22:47:23 -0800 (PST)
From: ewk1970@sbcglobal.net
Subject: Learning My Vocation 8

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Once again my brother Jeff had managed to catch me having sex with an older
guy. Only this time the older guy was our father! Dad had caught me eating
Jeff's ass out and, after chasing Jeff from the room, had proceeded to let
himself get seduced my craving for cock. I had sucked his big dick off and
then he had joined me in a '69' position that had me emptying my load right
into his mouth. We were cuddling afterwards and were in the middle of a hot
kiss when Jeff walked in, demanding equal attention. What the heck was
going to happen now?

"Well?" Jeff asked, a smirk playing across his lips, "Can I have a go at
it?"  Dad opened his mouth and then closed it. He looked at me, still held
close in his strong embrace, a look of questioning on his face. Jeff stood
there obscenely pawing his obvious hard on. I could feel Dad's cock against
my hip and it was definitely interested in the situation. My own boner had
never really gone down. A moment of silence passed, then two, and finally
Dad spoke.

"Why don't you come over here and show me what you've got?" he asked a
challenging edge to his voice.

Jeff snorted and quickly lost his shorts and peeled off his t-shirt. There
was a moment when he was standing there in only his white briefs, the head
of his cock visibly peeking up from the waistband, and I was so moved by
the sight that I let out an audible moan. He grinned stupidly at me and
then tossed off his underwear at all and walked towards the bed, his boner
leading the way.

He stood in front of Dad, his hard on bobbing in the air, and Dad simply
looked at it with mild interest.  He took one of the big strong arms
holding me and reached over and wrapped his hand around Jeff's dick. Jeff
jumped a bit at the contact and then his shoulders sagged and his eyes
closed as Dad began to slowly jack him. Jeff's lightly hairy nuts were
already pulled tight to his body and I knew he was really turned on by the
contact. The fact that it was our Dad making the contact had to be a major
factor in his arousal.

Dad let go of his cock, eliciting a groan of disapproval from Jeff, and his
fingers wandered down to that tight, shriveled sack. He gently examined
Jeff's testicles with his hand, tickling his taint with his
fingertips. Jeff shivered in obvious pleasure and then nearly jumped out of
his skin when Dad's fingers went further and started to play with his
taint. This caused Jeff to adjust his stance and he stood there with his
legs spread apart, exposing his undercarriage to Dad's ministrations. Dad
moved further back and the moment when his finger came into contact with
that sweet hole was the moment Jeff's heavily lidded eyes shot open and a
gasp escaped his lips.

"Hmmm...his hole is still a little damp from what you we redoing with it
earlier, Pete," Dad said, matter of factly, "I'd like to take a closer look
to see what you were pigging out on when I caught you. Let's go into my
room where we have a slightly bigger bed to do this right."

Dad dropped Jeff's junk and scooted off the bed. He was still naked and his
prick lead the way for us out of my room and into his. He ushered us into
the master bedroom and told Jeff to get on the bed. Jeff laid down on his
back, his thin cock pointing up to his belly button. Dad shook his head and
told him to get up on all fours with his facing us. Jeff suddenly looked a
little nervous, but he obeyed him. Once that skinny ass was up in the air
Dad put a hand on each cheek and started to purposefully knead the flesh,
spreading his cheeks and revealing the pink, winking hole nestled
within. He tickled the hole with his finger again and got a small moan from
Jeff who was trembling slightly at Dad's touch.

Dad looked at me and said, "Come here, Pete, and show me what you were
doing when I caught you."  I didn't have to be told twice! I moved over to
the bed and Behind Jeff and leaned over, taking a good look at his exposed
ass. Dad was still massaging his ass and holding them apart and I had a
good view of the hole as well as his ball sack which had descended a bit
with the change of venue. It all looked so damn delicious that I didn't'
have to be prompted again and lowered my head with my tongue extended,
seeking out the bulls eye of his asshole.

The moment my tongue touched that delicate circle of flesh Jeff started to
moan. He tried to push his ass back onto my probing tongue, but Dad's
strong grip on his butt stopped him cold. Apparently he was only allowed as
much pleasure as I was willing to give him. Thankfully for him I knew I
couldn't get enough of eating his delectable hole. I snaked my tongue out
and speared his opening, forcing as much into it as I could. I felt the
velvety smoothness of his innards on the tip and tasted sweet flesh and
sweat.  I drilled into Jeff's ass over and over, taking time between
thrusts to take long, wet licks up and down his crack. I slurped at his
hole, gently putting teeth into the soft skin and then sucking and worrying
at it like a dog with a bone.

Jeff was whimpering with equal parts pleasure and frustration. He felt
pleasure at the feel of my hot, wet tongue working his asshole and
frustration at not being able to move around while I did it. Dad looked
down at me intensely, his thick cock nudging my shoulder as he stood over
us and watched the action. He was licking his lips and he was clearly
enjoying the show. I went to work double fast, trying to get Dad even more
excited by my sluttish display.

This went on for few more minutes and then Dad said, in a husky whisper,
"Okay, that's good, Peter.  Now let you old man give it a try. Spread his
cheeks apart for me."

I quickly stood up and took Dad's position over Jeff's ass. He got on his
knees so that he was face level with his teenage son's anus. He leaned and
sniffed at it and then, after a slight hesitation, gave it long, powerful
lick. I could barely hold Jeff's butt in place as he fought me to shove it
back on Dad's face. This seemed to turn Dad on immensely and he began
working his hole like a starving man. Dad shoved his face in hard between
Jeff's skinny cheeks, making lewd sucking sounds as he worked his tongue
deeper.  Dad's face was soon covered in spit, both mine and his own, as he
continued to fuck his tongue in and out of Jeff's increasingly loose hole.

I pulled my gaze away from the tableau before me and took a look at
Jeff. He was bent over with his head buried in his arms. His breathing was
labored and he was panting like he was running a race. He had apparently
finally learned his lesson and had stopped struggling to shove his butt
back, so I took the opportunity to reach under his stomach and grasp his
cock. It was hot and hard, throbbing to the rhythm that Dad's tongue was
beating on his exposed ass lips.

I felt Jeff's cock jump in my hand and I looked back to see my Dad slowly
inching his thick index finger into Jeff's ass. A long, deep groan escaped
from Jeff and his legs stiffened and shook as Dad gradually force his
entire finger into his hole. Jeff's cock expanded in my hand and started to
leak juices from the tip which I gathered on the tip of my finger and
rubbed all over the head of his cock.  Dad smiled at me and asked, "Is he
dripping yet?"

I nodded and grinned back at him. I wasn't sure where this was going, but
seeing my normally arrogantly horny brother bent over on my parent's bed
with our Dad's finger up his ass and his cock in my hand was turning me on
more than I ever imagined. I inwardly wondered how Dad knew that Jeff was
dripping hot.

"Watch this, Pete, I'll really make him drip now," Dad bragged.

With that comment Dad started to really work his finger in and out of my
brother's tight hole. I'm not sure what he was doing up there, but Jeff's
head flew up with a look of surprise and bewilderment on his face. His
inarticulate growls and moans came out breathy and harsh. A fine sweat
broke out all over his body and, sure enough, his cock started to disgorge
loads of gooey fluid. So much so that I had to lift my fingers up to my
eyes to see if he had cum. Nope, it was still precum, but way more than I
had ever seen him produce before. Dad took a hold of my wrist and brought
my glistening finger up to his mouth and lasciviously cleaned the shining
fluid from it.

"You like that, don't you Jeff?" Dad asked, a tone of playful mirth in his
voice, "You like your Daddy's finger up that tight little ass? Answer me,
boy, or I'll have to stop."

Jeff looked back over his shoulder, a look of lust and confusion marring
his youthful good looks and said, "Yes...Daddy...I really like it."

Dad just chuckled and took his finger out of Jeff's ass. I looked at his
hole and it hung open for few seconds, dilated to the thickness of Dad's
finger, and then it closed back up. Jeff gave a short, dry sob of
frustration.

"Don't worry, boy, I'm not finished yet, not by a long shot. I just need to
grab something. Peter, get your tongue over here and keep him loose and
open," Dad commanded.

I resumed my position at Jeff's hole and began to sloppily work his ass
again. It was way easier to get my tongue in now, easier even than earlier
when I used my tongue to make him cum all over himself. Jeff's head went
back down and, without our father's hand or mine to stop him; he began to
roughly grind his ass into my face. He banged the bridge of my nose a
couple of times, but otherwise I loved it. I loved the feel of his smooth
ass mashing up against my face and I made sure to move my lips, tongue, and
chin up and down his crack. His hole looked red and wet and I couldn't but
think it looked kind of like the pictures of pussies I had seen on the
internet before. I continued to work his hole diligently until Dad suddenly
appeared again behind me, stroking his cock and watching the hot action.

"Good boy, Pete, really work that hole," Dad said encouragingly, "You eat
that boy pussy well. I think you are more of a chip off the old block than
I thought!"

This comment warmed me to the core. As I mentioned before, my Dad and I
never really had much in common as I was growing up. I always had the
feeling he was vaguely disappointed that I wasn't as trim, athletic, and
outgoing as Jeff. Don't get me wrong, he was never abusive and never made
me feel like I wasn't loved or part of the family, but he also rarely spent
much time with me one on one. Jeff was the one who got his undivided
attention and I was pretty much left to my own devices. The fact that he
was vocally proud of something I was good it, even if it was eating out my
big brother's ass, really filled me with love and confidence. My heart
soared and redoubled my efforts until there was spit literally dripping
down Jeff's crack and onto his balls.

Dad put his hand on my shoulder and gently pulled me back. I looked up at
him and saw that he was holding a tube of lube in one hand and his cock in
the other. The mystery of where this was going suddenly became very clear
to me and it caused my cock to jump. Dad put his hand on the back of my
head and pulled it towards his thick, hairy cock. I instinctively opened my
mouth and, without any preamble, Dad slid the length of himself right down
my gullet. I think I made him even more pleased by taking it without a
fight and with nary a gag. I simply opened up my face hole and let him park
that beautiful dick right down my throat. There was little to no
resistance. My mouth was full of wetness from the ass work I was doing on
Jeff and my throat was already well accustomed to an adult penis' length
and girth, even one as large as Dad's.

"Such a hot little fucker you are," Dad moaned and gyrated his hips, "I've
really got to thank whoever trained your throat, son. You suck cock like a
pro, even better than your mother and she's no slouch at it. Just keep
working it with your throat, but don't you dare make me cum. I know you
can't get enough of the man sauce, but if you're patient you'll get
plenty."

Dad stood there while I stayed on my knees in front of him and greedily
worked his pole. Every time I felt it get stiffer, as if he might cum, I
stopped sucking and just held its weight in my mouth. I would then start
moving my tongue up and down the shaft and then steadily work my way up to
full speed. Dad grunted and stroked my face, signaling that he appreciated
the job I was doing on his meat.

Meanwhile, Dad unstopped the tube of lube and squeezed a goodly amount onto
his index and middle fingers. He returned his now slick fingers to Jeff's
hole and began messaging the outer rim of his ass seductively. He then
easily slid the index finger in, thrusting in and out quickly a couple of
times, adding more lube to his finger, and then repeating the motion. Jeff
kept moving himself backwards onto Dad's finger, making protesting noises
whenever Dad removed it entirely. Dad then inserted his middle finger
alongside his index finger which caused Jeff to audibly wince in pain, but
the he started fucking himself back on the probing digits again. This
caused Dad to smile and we all stood there like organic machine built only
for pleasure, Dad continuing to finger fuck his oldest, dripping more and
more lube onto his invading fingers, while I dutifully kneeled down and
continued to slobber all over his erect cock.

Naturally it wasn't long before Dad had three fingers inserted into Jeff's
ass and Jeff was begging for more. "Jesus, Dad, what the fuck are doing to
me?" he panted, "It feels so fucking good. You fucking pervert...are you
planning on fucking me? Are you going to stick that big cock up my poor
ass? Jesus Christ, quit farting around and just do it! I get it! You want
to fuck me! Just...DO...it!"

Dad chuckled and continued his ministrations, but slower now. He teased my
brother's hole mercilessly and asked, a note of derision in his voice, "Do
you know why I'm doing this, boy?"

"Because you are a child molesting pervert?" Jeff gasped out defiantly,
shoving his ass back on Dad's fingers hard.

"Well, yes, I do want that hot hole of yours, but that's not the reason I'm
doing this," Dad looked down at me and said, "Peter, answer me truly...had
Jeff ever gotten you off before? Has he ever returned any of the blowjobs
you gave him or even offered to jack you off?"

I spit out Dad's cock, gave him a confused look, and said, "Uh, no."

"And how long has this shit been going on between the two of you?" Dad
asked.

"A few weeks, I guess. But I don't mind Dad...I told you I like what I do
for Jeff. I love making him cum. I was just always worried what you would
think," I said.

"I know that Peter and you are very sweet and very sexy to make an offering
like that to your brother.  And I'll bet that you never expect any of these
other men you do it with to please you either. That's may be fine for
these...strange men, but your brother should have been a little more
forthcoming. He's older than you and he should have at least offered to
give you hand and not just selfishly taken everything you had to
offer. It's time he learned an important life lesson about sharing," Dad
grimaced and removed his three fingers. They were wet and slimy form the
lube and our combined spit.

"Oh geez, give me a break, Dad!" Jeff shouted, "You heard him. He's a
little slut. You should see how he gets when he has a dick or two in his
face. And I am definitely not a fag...UGH!"

Jeff threw his head back as Dad took his thick tool and rammed the head
into his winking hole. He had his hands firmly planted on Jeff's lower
back, rubbing his back muscles soothingly as he stood there and just held
the bloated head right inside Jeff's stretched hole. Once Jeff's labored
breathing returned to something resembling normalcy, Dad gave a quick, hard
thrust and buried another three inches of his meat into the pulsating hole.
With four inches still hanging out, I watched in amazement and a little bit
of fear as Jeff's face screwed up with a look off discomfort, but gradually
relaxed back into closed-eyed pleasure.

"Not so fucking mouthy now, are you?" Dad sneered, "Daddy doesn't want to
hurt you, but you have gotten just a little too arrogant for my taste,
boy. Both of us are guilty of poor judgment, not to mention treatment, of
Peter. That is going to stop now. Who's the faggot now, Jeff?"

With that comment Dad shoved the rest of the way in, completely impaling
poor Jeff's asshole on his throbbing cock. Jeff gasped a bit, but then
began thrusting back on it, his voice keening, "I AM! I'M THE FUCKING
FAGGOT! You've made me a faggot with that big cock of yours, Daddy! Now,
please, just fuck me with it! Fuck me hard!"

Dad chuckled and began working that hole for all he was worth. His hips
became a blur of motion and his balls slapped audibly onto Jeff's
buttock. Dad's eyes were closed and he had his teeth tightly
clenched. Dad's cock looked even bigger forced into Jeff's tiny
butthole. Jeff's thin hips and flat ass looked puny compared to Dad's husky
frame. He was sweating again with the exertion of his fucking his son and I
couldn't resist reaching over and grabbing ahold of his erect, pink
nipples, nestled as they were in a dark forest of hair. This caused him to
grunt and he grabbed the back of my head again and brought me closer to
him, pressing my upturned face into his piliferous chest. My tongue and
then my lips found his nipple and I began sucking and chewing at it
ferociously while feeling his rough chest hair rubbing against my face. I
started rubbing my own fuzzy chest and nipples with in one hand while I
vigorously jacked my cock off with the other. Dad's sweat joined the spit
drying spit that already covered my face and the mixture of smells and
texture was driving me into frenzy. I could feel my orgasm approaching.

"Don't cum yet, Pete," Dad warned, "In fact, why don't you sit your ass
down in front of your brother and give him a taste of what he's been
feeding you?"

I didn't have to be told twice! Dad slowed the pace down a bit with his
fucking and pulled Pete back a bit on the bed until only his knees were
still perched on the edge. I then slid onto the bed in front of Jeff and
offered him my turgid cock sticking obscenely up from a nest of thick pubic
hair. Jeff's long bangs were matted with dampness and his face was red and
strained, his eyes watering uncontrollably. He looked up at me, his mouth
hanging open, and he had a defeated look in his eyes, like a bucking bronco
that had finally been broken in. I should have felt some small amount of
pity for him, but all I felt was a sense of triumph, a feeling of finally
getting the upper hand on him. I took my cock and tenderly ran the swollen
head along his lips. He looked up at me again, this time with a small spark
of defiance, which I acknowledged with a stroke of his cheek and a quiet
smile. I then placed my cock into his mouth and his lips tentatively closed
around it and I could feel him swirling his tongue.

I gave an involuntary moan and started to close my eyes with the initial
rush of pleasure, but snapped them back open. I didn't want to miss one
solitary moment of my big bro sucking my cock while our Dad continued to
fuck him into submission. It was all so incredibly unreal and hot. I never
suspected how much pleasure three guys could give to each other. I inserted
more and more of m stiff four and a half incher into Jeff's mouth and,
after gagging a couple of times, he finally gave all the way in and started
hungrily eating my prick. My eyes really shot open then as I realized that
Jeff was really getting into it, a cloud of pure lust descending onto his
features. Although he was inexpert at cocksucking and he grazed my
sensitive shaft more than once with his teeth, he more than made up for any
deficiency in technique with the unbridled enthusiasm of a new addict.

"How's he doing, Pete?" Dad asked, "He treating your cock right? He sure
looks like he's enjoying it."

"Oh, Dad...it is sooooo good," was all I could managed to gasp out.

This seemed to rev Jeff's engine even harder and he went at my cock with a
renewed vigor. Dad was pumping his ass full out and the movement was
shoving Jeff down on my cock, taking the control of tempo away from him and
making it feel like Dad was fucking him onto me. I don't think my cock had
ever been harder than at that moment and it really did come as something of
a surprise when I suddenly began spewing a fresh load of jism out of my
nuts.

I shot hard into my brother's sucking mouth, so hard that my nuts started
ache. Jeff didn't seem to really notice my orgasm and I couldn't seem to
make a sound as the breath was stolen out of my lungs, leaving me gasping
hard for air. I filled his mouth with three big squirts and I could feel
Jeff swishing it around my cock as he continued to milk me. He apparently
wasn't going to swallow my copious load because I noticed it started to
leak out around his lips, so I told him to hold still and not to lose any
of my cum. My voice must have penetrated through the tangle of
licentiousness which had taken control of him because he released my aching
cock from his mouth without letting any more cum escape. I then switched my
position around until I was on all fours and face to face with him. He
looked at me blearily as he was being pounded by Dad, his cheeks slightly
bulbous from the amount of fluid trapped within. I once again caressed his
face tenderly and then leaned in and began kissing him.

It was a tentative touch of lips, at first, but it soon melted into a
tangle of our tongues. Some of my cum spilled out of his mouth, but much of
it was transferred to my hungry maw. We kissed passionately and once again
I could feel Dad's powerful thrusts and wondered how Jeff's relatively tiny
frame could handle this much punishment from Dad's dick. We kissed
haphazardly and we were unable to hold back the fire we now felt for each
other. Dad was viewing all of this from above and I saw the proud smile on
his face as he finally saw his two sons as equals, two equals giving each
other the love and support that should have always been there.

This was too much for Dad and, with a final mighty thrust, he buried his
prick hard within Jeff's ass and he began to unload, Dad hollered so loud
that we were both startled from our kiss. Once he started cumming he began
rabbit fucking Jeff causing him to cry out in pleasure and in pain. I put
my arms around him and attempted to comfort him as father unleashed his
torrent of carnality into his tired and frail body. Dad's face was deep
read all the way up his shaved head and he was hyperventilating. Jeff
rested his head on my crotch with my softening cock lying wetly against his
cheek as he waited for our Dad to finish the job.

Dad gave out a long, shuddering sigh and then removed his dick from Jeff's
ass with a soft plopping sound. He lay across Jeff's slight frame with arms
wrapped tightly around his skinny chest. They were both breathing hard and
seemed to lost, worlds away from the fading light of the late afternoon sun
streaming in through the double doors of my parent's bedroom. The three of
us stayed there like that for a few minutes, waiting to come down from the
erotic stratosphere in which we are all briefly thrust.

Finally, Dad lifted up his head and spoke, "That was good, boys, really
good. I don't think I've cum that hard or that much in years. I'm very
proud of you both."

Jeff lifted his head off my lap, his smooth face smeared with my leftover
load and a few stray pubic hairs that had gotten stuck on him when he
rested his face in my crotch. I don't think I had ever seen such a
beautiful sight in my life. I wondered if I looked half as good when I
found myself in the same position.

Jeff and I just looked at each other and a warm, goofy grim spread out over
both of our faces. Dad spoke up again, "Pete, I do believe that I promised
you some more Daddy milk. Are you ready to eat it out of your brother's
ass? After the workout I just gave him I think he could use a little TLC
right now."

Continuing my grin, I reached down and kissed my gently on the lips again
and then got off the bed. Dad wrestled Jeff onto his back and then kneeled
besides Jeff on the bed, holding his legs by the ankles and exposing his
ass to the open air. I situated myself on the floor in front of my target
and saw that his asshole gaped open and was dripping white juice out of
it. I went to work immediately and started tonguing my Dad's third load of
the day out of Jeff's hole.

Jeff was soon squirming again, but his moans sounded strangely muffled. I
poked my head above his crotch to see what was happening now and I saw that
Dad had straddled his head in a '69' position and he was carefully feeding
Jeff his soft cock. Jeff was clearly enjoying cleaning the excess cum and
ass off of Dad's cock which was evidenced by his continued erection.

Dad looked at me and said, "I think your brother is starting to enjoy cock
as much as you. To cement the deal I think he should have a cock in his
mouth the next couple of times we let him cum. What do you think?"

"As long as I keep getting to suck your cock and clean the spunk out of his
ass then I'm all for it, Dad!" I said naked enthusiasm in my voice.  "I
think that can be arranged, son," he said and then dove down on Jeff's
skinny five incher.

This went on for a few moments until I managed to suck all of the sweet
juice out of Jeff's ass. Still drunk on Dad's cum, I moved up and started
to work on Jeff's balls while he continued to suck lustily on his
cock. Jeff was thrusting up into Dad's mouth and I had to be careful not to
accidentally nick his balls with my teeth. I rubbed my tongue firmly, but
carefully all over his orbs, pulling back on them softly to stop them from
retreating into his groin as he neared his orgasm. Dad was lovingly licking
and suckling at his progeny's prick, showing the gentleness and care that
he didn't give him during the brutal, cherry- popping fuck. It wasn't long
before Jeff gave up his creamy treasure and I could hear him wailing around
Dad's cock which was still stuffed in his sucking mouth.

His balls jumped in their sack a couple of times as he unloaded into Dad's
hungry mouth. I stopped stimulating his nuts altogether and just held them
in my mouth and let his orgasm wash over him. Dad made a couple of "yummy"
sounds, but otherwise just let Jeff use his mouth for his pleasure. After a
couple of moments it was all over and Jeff's entire body just sort of
relaxed and I could feel the tension drain out of him.

I gingerly released his nuts from the wet prison of my mouth and watched as
Dad finished cleaning off his cock. He looked over at me and smiled. I
returned his warm grin and moved in closer for a most unchaste kiss over my
brother's deflated penis.

"Dad," Jeff began, a question in his voice, "could you please move? It's
getting a little hard to breath."

Dad started chuckling through our kiss and then carefully disengaged from
the sexual position. He moved around so that he was lying shoulder to
shoulder with Jeff, his legs dangling off the end of the bed. Dad lifted
his head up and gestured for me to join them. I think he meant for me to
lie next to them on the bed, but I crawled up my father's strong frame and
laid down on top of him, my face once again nestled in the mess of his
chest hair. I drowsily luxuriated in the feel of his fur against my body
and silently prayed for the day when I would be as hairy as him. The room
had the locker room smell of sex mixed with cum and freshly fucked ass. I
heard Jeff start to gently snore and all I could feel was a sense of warmth
and security. Dad put his arms around me and held me close and the three of
us were finally a true family.

TO BE CONTINUED...