From: omme@post3.tele.dk (ommestrup) Subject: Repost:- Little devil danced (incest, father/son, m/m) Date: Thu, 13 Feb 1997 21:35:31 GMT Where to start this little story of mine. It's a story of lust, love and forbidden taboos. Let's start by presenting myself. My name is William O'tooles, but people call me Waller, because when I was younger I kept crashing into the high wall on the training fields on the base. I'm now 24 years old but this story takes place six years ago, just after my 18-birthday party. I lived with my dad and uncle on the special core navy base in Florida. My dad was Major Gerald O'tooles or as he was known Major tools. He got the name because he was the man people went to when they wanted to know how to build something from nothing. He could fix anything you gave him and so the name Major Tools. My uncle Jake was with the Navy Seals and was home every other month. I have been living with my dad since I was 12 years old. My mum decided that I needed a dad and she needed time with her new kid hating husband. The first three years were quiet, but when I reached puberty all hell broke lose. I smoked and stole allot and one hot summer day my dad walked into my room 4 hours too early. He found me beating my meat and saw the cigarette stubs in the empty beer bottle. He grabbed me and wiped my ass raw. When he was finished turning my ass to pulp, he turned to the rest of me. Well into my beating uncle Jake walked in and stopped my dad from killing me. As I lay there on the floor bleeding, my dad turned on uncle Jake and the fighting could be heard throughout the base. I passed out before they were finished beating the shit out of each other. When I came back, Uncle Jake was carrying me into my room and dad was close behind him. They stripped me and washed the blood of me and dad checked me from head to toe. "You will be fine, son" tears were flowing down his face. He walked out of the room. Uncle Jake gave me a hug and that when I started crying. Before long the pain, the tears and the warmth of his embrace soothed me to sleep. Next morning Uncle Jake woke me. We had a LONG talk about smoking and the other stuff. He told me that my dad was very sorry about what happened. That's when he told me that as a punishment I was to go to the training grounds every day for the next six months with my dad. Three years later I was still training with the marines when I wasn't at school or at work. My love for my dad had returned a year after that fateful day. That is where the ride of my life started. A week after my eightenth birthday I was returning home to my flat to tell Mary, my girlfriend, that I was leaving here. Only a few weeks before I found out that I was gay, well after sucking some of my workmates dicks off and fucking some stranger in the park I decided I was gay. Getting a hard on everytime I looked at the marines bathing helped me decide faster. Walking into the flat I was meet with the view of Mary fucking my best friend. So as fate would have it I didn't have to tell her, I just left. I moved back home to dad and uncle Jake. That when dad and uncle Jake decided to by a house off base. We found a huge hovel on the hill over looking the base. 6 bedrooms, 3 livingrooms, 2 bathrooms, one kitchen and a indoor swimming pool with sauna and jakuzy. Great house. I started going to a gay club called the "Shadows". This was a club for member only. The rules were simple:- * Uniform, leather, rubber and cowboy was the dress code. Every second week they had "Mask night" and this was the reason I became a member. On this one night you had to wear a mask. Some only wore a mask over the eyes and others like me wore a mask that covered the whole head except the mouth and chin. This way you could still kiss the stud you were fucking. One of these lustful masked nights I meet the obsession of my love. All I remember is the little tattoo he had, a little devil with a trident. That night I was extra horny and I found a really bad excuse to be there. My dad wanted to have a grill that night, but my cock wanted some hot sex. I walked into the labyrinth. It was very dark and I could hear other hot studs getting their hot asses fucked. I was really horny. I walked around the labyrinth for an hour looking at other guys fucking. I was wearing a black leather jockstrap and my mask. My 9" cock was hard as hell when I found the two studs in the slingroom. One was about 5'10" tall and really muscular, he had a little tattoo on his shoulder. It was the navy bulldog, so he was marine. That turned me on. The other guy was about the same height and less bulky, but his 10" cock was pointing straight at me and I couldn't stop myself. I walked over, grabbed his hard meat and fell to my knees. I openned my mouth and took the head into my hungry mouth. I started sucking his hard shaft and he moaned. The marine undid his jeans. His cock wasn't hard but that problem was cured with a few strokes of my mouth. I sucked both men and they willingly fucked my hungry mouth. The moaning and groaning of these two studs was turning my brain to mush. They both came in my mouth. Thick hot come ran down my thoat. Their salty juice was just what I needed. My cock was drooling now. The marine lifted me and placed me on the sling hanging in the middle of the room. He pulled a bottle from his jeans. Openned it and held it under my nose. The chlorinated aroma rose from the bottle and entered my body. Suddenly my brain was ripped from me and I was sailing through a universe of color and sensation. It was like a fast moving dream. Unclear. Fuzzy. Hot. Humid. I could smell the aroma of their manlyness. The smaller guy moved. His cock was pushing its way into my mouth. I could taste his come. I openned my mouth more than ever. I could his 10 incher to the root. His hips moving harder into me. I loved it. He fucked mercilessly. My throat was being ripped to shreds. The chlorin entered my system again and then the head of the marines cock was forcing its way into my hot ass. I was being fucked by to guys and I wanted more. They rammed my holes harder. I moaned harder. They fucked harder. I came. They shot their load. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. The cholrin forced its way into me again and I was shot deeper into a world of hot horny ecstasy. My eyes rolled around in my head. He walked in. All muscle. Deep tan. Strong chin. Huge cock. A little devil. "Fuck me!" was all I could say. He walked over and placed the head of his cock up against my open ass. His cock was huge. I ripped. He fucked. The devil danced. The chlorin pushed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. They fucked my mouth. He fucked my hungry hole. The devil danced. The chlorin pushed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He filled me with four shots. They filled my mouth.. The chlorin pushed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. I came. He ripped my jockstrap. They licked my cock clean. He dissappeared. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. That night I lost my leather jockstrap to the little devil and I came to know what amyl nitrite, or poppers as they called it, was. The next couple of days after that I was lost in the sensation from that night. It took four days before my ass was whole again. I wanted that man again. I wanted his cock. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to suck the juice from him and see him smile. I wanted him. All I knew was that he was huge. Lots of muscle and a humongous cock. And the little devil holding a trident. Who was he?. Over a period of three months I spents alot of money going to the "Shadow" looking for the little devil. I couldn't find him. I got alot of sex during that time. Uncle Jake came back from Africa and dad said that he had to leave for the weekend on a overnight manoeuvre. Uncle Jake suggested we have a mans night. He had been away for months now and I loved him, so I said yes even though it was mask night at the "Shadow". I came home from my mechanics job in town. I took a shower and then uncle Jake came home from the base. We ordered some fancy steaks from the local "Chicago Grill" and openned a bottle of wine. We ate our meal and drank alot of wine. Before midnight we had drunk four bottles of wine and we were working our way through the beer. We were very drunk when uncle Jake said that he wanted to take a swim. We walked out into the poolhouse. I started walking over to the bench were my swimming trunk hung. Uncle Jake started stripping. He threw his shirt to the ground. Walked over to the bench and sat down. Took his shoes off. I sat next to him and took my shoes and socks off. He took his socks off. He stood up and faced me. He had a very hairy musclular torso. His chest was monstrous. He had a gorgeous body for a 34 year old. He was only a year younger then my dad. My dad was very young when he had me. I took my shirt off. "You turned into a very big boy" uncle Jake said looking down at me. He was right. The training with the marines had given me a very big musclular body at a very young age. My chest hairs had appeared only the year before. Uncle Jake unbuttonned his jeans and slid them to the floor. He was wearing standard army shorts. He had very well defined legs from all the running the seals do. He walked over the pool edge, slid he shorts to the ground and jumped into the pool. I was shocked. I undid my jeans and was going to grab my trunks when uncle Jake said "forget the trunk. It's better this way." and dived under again. I walked over to the pool edge and pulled my jockeys down. My cock was half hard so I jumped in before uncle Jake saw me. When I came up for air uncle Jake was swimming ful speed towards me. He grabbed my feet and pulled me under. We wrestled and played in the water for half an hour. I forgot all about my hardenning cock and it fell back to its normal size. Uncle Jake went to the pool edge and walked up the ladder. He went straight to the sauna. I never got the chance to see his cock. I followed him into the sauna. He grabbed a towel before walking in. I grabbed a towel before walking in. There was two small benches and uncle Jake put the towel around his waist and sat on the top bench. "Go get us some cold beers" I walked out and into the kitchen. Got four beers and walked back to the sauna. I sat on the lower bench. Uncle Jake was laying back. I gave him the beer and we talked. As we talked he sometimes fondled his crutch. After a while his towel was opening up. I could see the tip of his cock head and his low hanging balls. My cock hardened. We kept talking. "Get the six pack will you" he said and I walked out of the sauna without him seeing my semi hard cock. When I got back my cock was back to normal. We drank some more. We talked. After sometime his towel fell open. I could see his cock, balls and a little devil holding a trident tattoed next to his crotch, could it really be him. My cock hardened. He didn't notice my hard cock. As we talked I leaned my head half way up his inner thigh. He didn't move. We talked. He cock was swelling. I was hypnotised. I moved my head closer. The little devil was daring me. I swolled his cock. He moaned. It swelled. I sucked. He moaned. He grabbed my head. I sucked. He fucked. The devil danced. I sucked. His cock was about 10 inches. And very thick. He had a big round mushroom head. He drooled. I sucked. He fucked. The devil danced. I grabbed my cock. He fucked my face. I came. He deposited three thick loads. I stood up and we kissed. He lifted me and took me into his bed. He throw me on the bed and started sucking my ass. His tongue played me. My cock swelled. He finger fucked me. My cock was hard. He forced his monstrous cock into me. I openned. I took. He groaned. I loved him. I moaned. He fucked me. I groaned. He moaned. I came. He roared. He came. We sleep. Next morning I woke in his arms. His heart was beating in my ear. I felt his cock. It swelled. I lower myself. I placed his gorgous cock head in my mouth. He moaned. I sucked. He groaned. I sucked. He filled my mouth with his cum. He woke. He lower himself. He sucked my cock. I moaned. I came in his mouth. We kissed. We held. We got hard. He spread his legs. I forced my way in. He moaned. I fucked his hot ass. He came. I came. We showered. Dad was home that evening. And I didn't have a chance to fuck uncle Jake again that weekend. I had taken a picture of his little devil before he got dressed after our midday fuck. Uncle Jake was called back to base a couple of days after our pool night. When the night of the mask was on I decided to go. Uncle Jake was somewhere in Africa. I walked around for a couple of hours only wearing the mask. My huge cock swelling and faling back to normal size threw out the night in the labyrinth. That's when the huge musclular guy walked into me. I looked up. It was that strong chin again. I looked down. He was huge. The little devil peeked his head over the jeans. This can't be. He grabbed my cock. It swelled. I dropped to my knees. I slowly openned his jeans. The devil jumped at me. His cock showed itself. He must have been 10 inches and very thick. I tried take his cock. It was to big. He forced. I couldn't. He openned a bottle of poppers and I sniffed. Within seconds I was impaling myself on his meat. I sucked. He fucked. The devil danced. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. I took it to the root. He groaned. I moaned. He fucked harder. The devil danced. I sniffed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He moaned. I groaned. I grabbed my cock. I jerked. He groaned. I moaned. He fucked. The devil danced. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He roared. I came. He shot four hot, thick loads in me. He pulled out. I lay down. He forced his manness into me. I roared. He moaned. I sniffed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He thrust. I moaned. He groaned. The devil danced. I sniffed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. I groaned. He moaned. I came. He came. It burned. He roared. I moaned. He kissed. Our tongues played. I loved him. He stood up. He put his hand into his jeans. He gave me a note. He dissappeared. I read the note. "Meet me at the blind date on freday at nine o'clock. I'm the devil, you are mine. Devil" If that wasn't uncle Jake, who was he. I wanted him. I could clearly feel the difference. This devil was bigger. He came more. His groan was deeper. His moan sweeter. I wanted him and uncle Jake. I loved two men. I had the picture of the little devil with the trident and so I decided to get a tattoo. The tattoo artist spent most of an hour to draw the little fellow to the right size. I was going to get on my arm. My left arm. He tattooed the little guy on me and patched me up afterwards. The rest of the week I cleaned and took care of the little devil. My dad didn't even know I had a tattoo. I would tell him later. Freday came and I was anxious to find out who the little devil really was. The "Blind Date" was a restaurant/club where one could meet blind dates. I walked in and looked on the board on the wall. On table 27 I founds a note with the words. "Devil from the shadows." I asked a waiter where table 27 was. The tables were set into booths. Saw as I approached his table. All I could see was his air. The closer I got the more I saw. He was very broad shouldered. I sat down and looked up. "Dad!"was all I could say. He looked at me and reached his hand out. He gave me my broken leather jockstrap. "I like the tattoo you got." was all he could say. I was wearing a vest so he would see the little devil. We order a beer each. After drinking some of the beer we talked. I told him about uncle Jake and he told me about the litlle devil. He said that he got it tattoooed on after he and uncle Jake got drunk and wanted something that would bond them for ever. Now we were all bonded. I walked into the room. It was dark and uncle Jake was sleeping naked on the bed. He was lying in his back. His musclular torso was stretched. Showing his muscles clearly. The hairs from his chest drove my eyes down from his pectoral and down the center line of his wash board stomach. The little devil laying next to his pubic hair. His cock wasn't swollen and I could see the beauty in man. It was 6 inches long even when he wasn't hard. His goose eeg sized balls looked like they could use a good emptying. I forced my eyes to move down his well cut legs. His body was a personification of the god adonis. I stripped. My body would one day be a copy of this man. My cock was hard as granite. My skin was hard as marble. My tan was deep like the sands of a desert. I moved closer. I crawled up his inner thigh. He sighed. I whispered his name. I ran my tongue up to his balls. He moaned. I licked his balls. He woke. I grabbed his swelling cock. He groaned. I licked the tip of the head. He whispered my name. I sucked his cock. He moaned. I lifted his legs. He complied. I rimmed his ass. He turned around. I sucked the fragrance of his manness. He moaned. I sucked harder. He lift his ass. His balls hung low. His cock pointing into the bed. I licked his balls. He drooled on to the bed. I licked the tip of the head. He moaned. I savoured his taste. I moaned. I rimmed him. He groaned. My dad walked in. I moaned. He placed his cock head against uncle jakes asshole. He pierced his way in. He roared. Dad moaned. I crawled infront of uncle jake. He looked around. Dad kissed. Jake groaned. I place my cock head in his mouth. He sucked. I fucked. Dad fucked. The devils danced. He moaned. I moaned. Dad moaned. I fucked. Dad fucked. He moaned. Dad groaned. He came. I came. Dad came. The devils danced. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. I loved two men.