Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2021 10:48:44 -0400 From: Rod Rey Subject: Tales of a Young Slutboy 4 I sighed while sitting in Dr. Young's small, cozy office at the mental health clinic. I looked down and frowned. Why had life had to be that way for me? It was better now because my husband and our sons had made it so. But I still couldn't get over the past. Dr. Young gave me a little smile. His brown eyes softened with sympathy, and his elderly face continued to look slightly familiar. But why? I didn't know him outside of therapy. "This must be difficult for you, Geoff. I imagine you started seeing your father very differently shortly after reuniting with him. Sure, you enjoyed the sex, but he wasn't the man you thought he was. Same with your grandfather. You felt like they failed you." My husband gave my hand another supportive squeeze as he sat on my right side, still silent out of respect. It was true that Dad and Grandpa had been nothing like I'd expected. But I hadn't given up hope just yet... *** There he was, upstairs in the jungle-themed playroom. Guy: my little brother who was still so innocent at sixteen, albeit naked like the rest of us since nudity was required in this small manor. With his back facing me, he lounged on a comfy-looking recliner as he played a racing car game on a gigantic TV, turning the wheel controller that remotely connected to the game console. He was lost in his own world. I wasn't allowed to disturb him during his playtime. I could only watch from afar. God, he definitely didn't get the same treatment I did. He was treated like a royal prince. Well, largely by Grandpa because of his immense love for him. Guy was a tad pudgier and plump after eating many snacks, and Dad seemed to hate it. Why, though? It wasn't even a medical concern. Guy was more like a few extra pounds, nothing more. He was beautiful just the way he was, with the same brown hair and brown eyes as mine. His hair was much shorter than mine, though. God, I wished I could see his face and give him a big hug. I wished I could tell him how much I missed him and loved him. Wait, why was he alone? I'd just realized that after I'd been told our cousins were up here. I left the playroom, Guy having not noticed me at all. I heard youthful moans coming from the room next door to my left. Was that them? My dick twitched with excitement, and the more I heard the young-sounding moans, the harder I became. I didn't feel the need to knock. So, I casually opened the door and remained at the doorway. I was both surprised and unshocked by two of my cousins getting pounded by their dads, my hot uncles. They swapped each other's sons, back and forth, the four of them not even caring that I was standing here with an erection that was growing bigger and bigger as I aged. In fact, I was invisible to them, or so I felt like it. "Fuck me, Daddy," one of my cousins said while facing our other cousin, occasionally kissing him while they were on all fours taking it like the good boys they were. "Ungh..." They were both eighteen like me. Though, I felt like the unlucky one because of being treated differently. Maybe I needed to prove myself. Maybe it wouldn't be forever. "Horny?" I was startled by Dad's voice from behind me. I glanced at him as he wrapped his arms around me. I just nodded, keeping silent. He started jerking me off, his brown eyes full of lust again. "You know, Geoff. All of us hold the belief that fathers should be their sons' first. But you destroyed that for me. You took away my chance to claim your virginity, and to a trashy non-blood from a trailer park, no less. Even my two brothers you see there, they were their sons' first. Your grandpa took my virginity too, as well as my brothers' virginities, and your great-grandpa took your grandpa's virginity. You see how perfect it was until you became the unforgivable anomaly?" I frowned. At the same time, I was still horny, especially from my own father's strong hand stroking me. "I'm sorry, Dad," I muttered, feeling conflicted between the horniness and sadness. "I didn't know! I would've saved it for you otherwise." And I would've. Virginity wasn't a big deal to me, but since it was to Dad, I would've happily let him be my first. If I'd just known! "Too late now. You've proven to me that you're a worthless, skanky slutboy. You'll forever be a slutboy to be used and spat on with no room to grow like the others. Just meat, nothing more." My heart cracked from Dad's hateful words while he ironically pleasured me with his handjob. Why was he so mean? He hadn't always been like this. In fact, it was more like he was mean now that I was living here. My cousins looked so horny and happy while getting fucked by my uncles. They shared each other with the kind of passion I wished I had. "And your grandpa thinks he'll be the first to claim Guy," Dad said. "He thinks he'll have him all to himself because he thinks he's entitled to it since he's in love with him and I'm not. Well, he's wrong. Guy's virginity is mine. Once I take it, then anyone can fuck the shit out of him like a used slutboy. I don't care anymore after that. I just want what's rightfully mine." Dad stroked my dick faster from behind me. Maybe it was special for a son to give himself up to his father, but I'd never let that happen to Guy. Dad wasn't a good person. I knew that now. And if I had my own son who wanted me sexually, I'd be his first but without pressuring him. And if that never happened, I'd still love him unconditionally, unlike Dad and his selfishness. Of course, that was assuming I ever had kids since I didn't want any anytime soon. I was only eighteen! "Come for me, slutboy." Dad stroked my dick faster while watching his own brothers impale his young nephews. I thrust into Dad's loose fist, rubbing my nipples while my eyes grew heavier. I could see why my cousins also got treated differently. It wasn't fair, though. I'd never been given the chance to know the consequences for my actions. It was like my cousins and everyone else were perfect for naturally waiting for their dads to be their first. Meanwhile, my sexual awakening had hit me hard enough to lose the ability to control the urges. Dad's hand continued pleasuring me. I was close now, enjoying the view of my cousins and uncles while equally enjoying Dad's hand. Finally, I moaned and shot all over the floor, the ecstasy as powerful as ever. Dad let me go and entered the room. Then, he smirked at me. "You came already, so now it's my turn. You can fuck off now while I enjoy fucking all four of these hotties. I mean, you know. They're blood, after all." He winked and shut the door harder than necessary. My heart sank, my frown deepened, and my mood darkened. I really was worthless here. Dad couldn't even love me like he should've. He didn't even love Guy either, just that he was a wolf hungry for innocent sheep. I rushed back to where Guy was, but instead of entering the playroom, I stayed by the doorway and saw Grandpa already in there, his back facing me. He stroked Guy's short hair while stroking his big dick from behind. "Don't turn around, my precious prince. I don't want you to see what you shouldn't see." Guy just nodded while too busy playing his racing car game. Grandpa jerked off furiously. As he grunted, he covered the head of his dick with his cupped hand to shoot into his palm. "Aw, are you in pain again, Grandpa?" Guy asked in a soft, deepish tone, but he didn't turn around to see. Poor little brother of mine, full of concern. He must've not realized a thing. "It's okay. It went away." "But you're always in pain when you're with me." "Like I said, Guy. It's okay. Nothing to worry about." He blew in relief, bent over to give him a fatherly kiss on the head, and headed my way with a smirk that resembled Dad's. He stopped in front of me, looked to make sure Guy wasn't witnessing anything, and inserted his hand into my mouth. "Eat it, slutboy," he whispered carefully. "Your beautiful, little brother was responsible for this, so eat it all." I gazed into Grandpa's hungry, brown eyes and affectionately stroked his gray hair in hopes he could still love me like before. Then, I gobbled up his thick cum until his hand was cleaned off. Whether treated poorly or not, I couldn't help myself when it came to sex. I needed it all the time. I loved cum, and I ate it whenever it was offered. Villains, good guys, it didn't matter. Sex was sex. Grandpa wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips. "You really shouldn't have given your virginity up to Brandon. He took what was rightfully your father's." I frowned, hating that I had to be reminded of it more often than I'd been mentally and emotionally prepared for. What could I say, though? I'd apologized more than once. There was no point in responding. Grandpa sighed, shaking his head. "You're sexy and quite the looker, but you're such a disappointment. You tainted the family pattern like a true failure, and we can't forgive you for that. I'm sorry, Geoff, but it's just the way it is. You'll have to live with that for the rest of your life." He didn't look angry, just disappointed. He finally let me go and walked away. It was official. He couldn't love me like before. Dad especially couldn't. And my uncles and cousins barely acknowledged my existence. But I was strong enough not to let the emotions hit me enough to make me cry. I had to be stronger now because I needed to protect Guy. My little brother deserved to be treated like a prince, but he'd never be used like some cheap whore. I'd never allow it. And if for some odd reason he suddenly wanted to experiment with me, I'd be his first and show him the kind of love I was missing in my own life. If I had to come up with some kind of plan to change things in this family cult or even get us both out of here, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Anything to protect Guy. ---------- https://rodreywriter.wordpress.com (c)2021, Rod Rey. A.R.R. Please donate to Nifty!