Date: Mon, 29 Jun 2020 07:29:41 +1000 From: Andrew Pearson Subject: The Hansons - Chapter 8 This is a work of fiction, and includes stories of sex between family members. If this is illegal in your area, please do not read. This is my first story to nifty.org after reading it for many years. A big thank you to Bill Drake, a4f101, Marc Tremaine and FD Campbell (Peterbilt) for their ball-busting contributions and inspiration. Please consider donating to nifty.org to help keep this free service going. Copyright held by Andrew Pearce (a.pearce.stories@gmail.com) __________________________ The Hansons - Chapter Eight: __________________________ Meanwhile, back at the house, Brad and Skip decided to take advantage of their dad and Jack being out of the house overnight. Steve hadn't said where they were going, just to stay safe, keep the house clean and not get into any trouble. Brad took this to mean inviting some friends over. And he knew exactly who - Johan Michelson and Eric Marino, two of Brad and Skip's wrestling buddies from school. They were still in town over the summer. And now, with school over, Brad didn't care if an attempt at seducing these two hotties failed. Come September he and Skip would be out of town for college, so the important thing to think about was how good things could be if the attempt worked. An hour later, the two friends turned up for a swim, happy to have received the invitation. Johan was tall, at 6'2", unusual for a wrestler. He didn't have the same bulk as the others, more a swimmer's build. But his body was still muscular and powerful, with square pecs and an abdomen that looked diamond cut. Something that he was famous for was his super long cock, which everyone had seen in the locker room. His blond hair matched his blond pubes, and today he turned up with a deep tan, his hair even lighter. He was slightly more reserved than the other three. Eric was stockier and darker, reflecting his Italian background. Also tanned from weeks laying around by his pool, he had beautiful olive skin and black hair. He was around 5'10', with a perfectly muscled ass, hulking thighs, and powerful chest and arms - the dude had incredible mass. He was also a little hairier than the other three. He trimmed the hair on his chest, but left the hair that was on his arms and legs. And he'd grown a sexy-as-fuck stubble over the summer, which covered his square jaw. Dude was fucking exceptional, and walked with a swagger that dripped sexual confidence. Brad and Skip had both secretlylusted over these two for years, and they were now walking towards the pool, already taking off their t-shirts. "Man, sweet pool" said Eric, zeroing in on one of the loungers and making it his own. "I'll get us some beers - dad won't mind" said Brad, not completely sure if that was true. In minutes, they were each settled on a lounger, beer in hand, and talking about their summer and upcoming plans. The boys knew that Brad and Skip had become a couple over the summer. It had shocked everyone, but perhaps them not as much as everyone else. They genuinely enjoyed catching up, but both Brad and Skip had talked that morning about how hot it would be should something happen, and Skip decided it was time to see if it could. "I'm in the water, boys. Who's joining me?" He stood up, and took off his bathing suit. "And fuck this, I'm gonna skinny dip" he said, looking around at the other three, his bulky ass on display. "Cool, go for it" said Brad. He also stood up, also removed his suit, and dove in. Eric and Johan had also started messing around over the summer, though both were far less involved with each other than Brad and Steve. They were still mainly straight, but had come to discover that sex between dudes could also be hot and fun. Nonetheless, insights from their playing around, and the boys' coming out, gave them both a sneaking suspicion what this visit might really be about. They looked knowingly at each other, and Eric said quietly to Johan "follow me". He then shed his suit, with Johan following. Then, he said aloud "dunno boys, I think there's better things we could be doing." His hand moved down to his cock, which was now fully hard, and he started pulling on his fat, seven inch Italian cock. Johan was doing the same, except his cock was wildly different. The monster kept growing until a full 12 inch cock had reached up past his belly button. But, where Eric had the ass-splitting girth of a beer can, Johan's was thinner. But, the length was breathtaking. Brad and Skip looked over, realising their plans had been superseded - but in the best possible way. Quick as a flash, they were out of the pool, their wet and muscular bodies standing at the foot of their guests' loungers, dripping wet. Within seconds each boy had picked a cock and was now leaning in, Brad on Johan and Skip on Eric. "Dudes, you guys are into this? We had no idea" said Skip. "Neither did we" said Johan. "Been messing around a bit the last few weeks. You guys up for some fun?" Brad and Skip could have burst, they were so excited. Each one leaned in to take a respective cock into their mouth, eliciting groans from Eric and Johan. Eric, true to form, put his arms behind his head in his usual cocky manner, settling in to enjoy Skip's warm mouth. He looked over to see Johan getting blown by Brad, his hands on the back of Brad's head, urging him to take it all. The boys had gotten very good at sucking dick, now able to deep throat each other with ease, knowing how to produce lots of spit to make a dick easily slide down their throats. But, these dicks were new, and required different approaches. Johan's was cut and Eric's uncut, and soon both were wet and slippery. Nonetheless, Skip's cheeks were puffing out to accommodate Eric's fat piece, his eyes watering as he took the obscenely fat cock until Eric's black pubes were tickling his chin. He looked over at his boyfriend Brad, who was working up and down about half of Johan's hard snake, working up to get the full length of Johan's nearly foot long dong, one of his hands stroking his own cock while the other pulled on the dude's balls. A minute later, only after some choking, he too felt the head push past the back of his throat as it slid all the way down. He held it there for a few seconds, struggling to breathe, and then slowly pulled himself back up again. He spit on the head after it had left his mouth, and then plunged back down. Johan groaned, rubbing Brad's shoulders and stroking his back. "How about you two swap - see how you compare" said Eric. "Man" said Johan "if Skip is as good as Brad at giving head, I'm gonna fucking lose it real soon." And he did. The boys lowered their mouths onto the new cocks, licking up each others' slobber and the boys' hefty precum. Within 30 seconds, Johan's hips heaved, his long cock thrusting down Skip's throat. Already sweating, the kid starting really suctioning as the head felt like it was going to hit his stomach. But, he just couldn't get enough, his hands roaming over his fuck buddy's thighs and chest, feeling the hard muscle and tensed thighs as the kids spewed his hot load down his throat. He rose up after the first few shots so that he could fill his mouth with hot Scandinavian spunk, the dude's seed warm and sweet in his wet mouth. Meanwhile, Eric, entranced by the sight of one of the school's hottest studs crazily sucking on his dick, also lost it. Instead of ramming his cock down Brad's throat, however, he used one hand to hold Brad's chin, so he could keep the stud's mouth near the head, while he furiously jacked his own cock. The sight of Brad's sweaty face, covered in spit, threw him over the edge and he started shooting his load all over it. Brad kept his mouth open, trying to catch the seed, but there was just too much. Like Skip, he also had a hand jerking off his own cock by now, turned on beyond belief at seeing Eric blowing his load all over him. Within seconds, his own cock started shooting out cum all over his legs and belly and covering his hand. And from the sounds over at the other lounger, Skip was also releasing into his hand. "Aw, dude, you're a fucking mess" said Eric, looking at the doe-eyed Brad as their orgasms subsided, his hand, face, neck and chest covered in his hot teen cum, sweat and saliva. Skip wasn't much better off, the his hand still pumping Johan's cock for every last drop, while Johan just lay back and absently continued a gentle thrusting into Skip's throat. "Fuck, man. You guys are as hot as we thought you'd be! That was great" said Brad. "You guys fuck?" "Yeah, dude, we fuck. Every which way." At that, Skip felt his cock bounce back to life, eagerly thinking about what was next. Johan got up first, and stood with Skip, sharing a wet, cum-laced kiss. He moved down Skip's neck, nuzzling against his ear while the two stroked each other's still-leaking cocks. He then knelt down in front of Skip, licking the guy's cum from his belly, legs and balls, and then taking the fat cock in his mouth to lick it clean. Skip groaned, experiencing his first blow job that wasn't from Brad. He placed both hands on the back of Johan's head and started to really drive his cock in and out of the hot dude's mouth, his eyes closed as his hips thrust in and out. He opened his eyes when he heard the splashing of water, and saw that Brad and Eric had jumped into the pool. He laughed, enjoying the sight of the man he loved looking so happy with a new-found fuck buddy. "Dude, let's join `em", he said to Johan, and they jumped in as well. After splashing about for a few minutes, the excitement of fucking together, with new partners, took over. They ended up with Brad and Johan lying on towels by the side of the pool, with Skip lowering himself onto Johan and Eric lowering himself onto Brad. Brad looked over to watch his hunky boyfriend sink his body onto nearly a foot of cock, and then at beefy Eric as he pushed the head of his cock through the ring of his tight hole. "Fuck dude, so fucking hot, man. Fucking ride my pole, wanna feel my balls against that hot ass of yours" said Brad as Eric did just that, as he exerting himself to control a slow descent. Eventually, Eric's eyes opened and he looked straight down at the sexy wrestler, leaning forward onto his hard pecs as he ground his ass on this new dick. "Dude, your cock is fucking nice" said Eric. He rose up again and leaned back, the new angle pressing the marble-hard cock against his prostate, which in turn made his cock push out a huge dollop of precum. From exertion and the midday sun, his olive skin soon glistened with sweat. He then did his usual move, holding his hands behind his head, which flared out his chest, popped his biceps and showed off his muscular torso. Dude knew he was insanely hot, and knew how to show it off. Brad's reaction was to moan as his cock throbbed in appreciation, and to place his hands on Eric's hips as they gently started to rock together. Skip, meanwhile, was still attempting his descent, slightly freaked out at how long Johan's dick was. "Dude, I dunno, your cock is huge. I mean, I wanna take it, but shit if it ain't huge." "It's cool, just relax and push. You can do it" said Johan. His soothing tone encouraged Skip, and Eric assured him that it took a bit but then he'd be fine. So, emboldened, Skip kept at it, his legs trembling at the pressure they were under to keep himself steady, every muscle in his pumped frame straining at the effort. But, after about five minutes he could feel Johan's blonde pubes hit his ass, and felt pride that he'd taken the whole thing. "Fuck, I did it!" he beamed. He leaned up, feeling like he'd just mounted a flag pole. He took a few seconds to adjust, and then slowly raised himself, his quads and glutes tensing. Johan, meanwhile, was stroking Skip's inner things and running his hands all over the wrestler's hot ass. This was only the third ass he'd fucked, one being Eric and the other a random Grindr hookup. Eric loved it, though it took him a while to really get a hard banging going. But the other guy hadn't been able to take it all. So, he felt deep relief that this muscle stud had managed to take him all the way. And then he really just worked into it, starting to meet Skip's thrusts halfway, the feeling of the tight ass on his cock making him feel super fine. They fucked like this for ten minutes, each stud nearing the brink, excited to be sharing each other in this deeply exciting way. Eric was clearly the dirty talker, narrating things as they went along, turning everyone on. But, like with most 18 year olds, this wasn't gonna last long. Brad was the first to shoot, just as Eric slammed his ass down greedily, his own orgasm also triggered. He pumped a juicy load with his hand all over his own chest, hand, belly and onto Brad's six pack, the load nestling in Brad's cum gutters, glistening in the hot afternoon sun. Brad yelled out and Eric could feel pulse after pulse of his load shooting out, creaming the inside of his ass. He leaned around, feeling the big load leaking out around Brad's balls, collecting some in his fingers, which he then brought to his own mouth. This caused Johan and Skip to cross over, beginning with Skip's very loud yelling. Dude was fucking vibrating as his guts were battered by a near-foot of hard dick, his cock exploding without his even touching it. He was now thrashing about on Johan's pole as it too unleashed a flood of cum very deep into his bowels, the dude writhing about and thrusting his hips, so fucking happy he'd found another guy who could sink his hot ass onto his massive fuckstick. They calmed down, cocks still pulsing in asses, when Eric rose, turned around and then lowered his dripping ass onto Brad's mouth. "Fucking clean it, man, fucking suck that jock juice out of this hole you just fucked" said Eric sexily. "Oh, dude, he loves that" said Skip, which Brad agreed with by grabbing Eric's meaty ass from behind so he could really shove his whole tongue as far up the stud's sloppy hole, all the better to scoop as much of his own cum as he could down his hungry throat. And he wasn't disappointed, with Eric pushing out the load, grinding his ass all over the wrestler's sweaty face, now getting covered in his own cum and Eric's ass juice. Brad went wild, the smell and taste, and the whole fucking idea of it all, making his still-hard cock bounce. "You like it, too, dude?" Skip asked Johan. "Wanna suck your load back out of my ass?" "Shit, yeah! Scoot on up" he said to Skip, who complied, and within seconds was feeling the searching tongue as it made a warm bridge for his cum so that it could slide down into Johan's waiting mouth. Because of Johan's cock size, the load was extra deep, but Johan was determined, prying Skip's ass open with his fingers and tongue, eventually feeling his own load oozing out into his mouth, some of it spilling out down his chin and neck. Skip loved the feeling of that warm and soft tongue, bathing his now open but battered hole. After they'd all finished and were laying around recovering, Johan said "Dudes, why didn't we start this earlier?" "Fucked if I know" said Skip. "But, we're definitely doing it again." After a quick swim, they all picked a separate lounger and dozed off under the afternoon sun, their mouths, cocks and asses temporarily satisfied. Eric was the first to wake, his cock half hard and feeling refreshed. He leaned over to touch Skip's arm, rousing him from his sleep. "Hey, dude, think I could do with railing that ass of yours. You up for it?" "Fuck yeah. Hold, on, just let me piss first." A couple of minutes later, he walked back out from the house, cock hard and jutting out in front of him as he walked straight to Eric. His ass was still greasy with lube and cum from their previous fucking, but he still needed to get it opened up. He squatted down over Eric's mouth, facing away from him, until he felt the fucker's warm tongue hit his greasy hole, moaning deeply as he tasted what was left of Johan's load. "Yeah, dude, get that fucking hole opened up - gonna sit back on your hot Italian cock" said Skip, playing with his own nipples. His eyes had been closed, but they bolted open to see Johan sucking on his cock, the kid's mouth opened wide and trying to take the whole eight inches down his throat, and then coming back up again. This made Skip grin, aware of how hot this would look for Brad. But, he hadn't seen that Brad had already woken up and was now straddling Eric over the lounger, aiming Eric's fat cock at his ready hole. "Hey - fuck you! I was gonna do that!" he shouted over his shoulder. His boyfriend replied, "No, dude, fuck me. Ya shoulda just taken it straight away" laughed Brad as he lowered himself completely on Eric's rod. The hard tool stretched his ass and filled him completely, while Eric groaned deeply, with one hot wrestling dude riding his cock while another ground his ass on his face. Fucking hot, he thought as he settled in. Johan pulled him over, and said "Fuck these two, let's show `em" and he pulled Skip over to the outdoor table near the pool area. Johan leaned over, bracing himself against the table, eager to have his tight hole pounded hard and good. He'd fantasised countless times over Skip, his hard body a fucking wet dream. "Fuck me, dude. Fucking pound my ass as hard as you can. Been fantasizing about this for years" he told Skip. Skip dropped a large globule of spit onto the hole, with perfect aim. He rubbed it in, and then thrust a finger up Johan's hole. The guy was crazy tight, so he leant down and spat on that ass a few more times, making sure it was good and wet. But that was enough - if it hurt, he'd just have to fucking get used to it, he thought. He then stood up and placed the tip of his cock at Johan's spit-slicked ass, and pushed. After a couple of inches he stopped, reaching over to play with the guy's muscular chest and stroking his ripped belly. "Yeah, gonna finally take this ass. You ready?" he asked. Johan replied by leaning forward and thrusting back onto Skip's dick, sliding back until his ass hit bottom, grunting the whole way. Skip shivered from the sensation on his cock, his balls now mashing against Johan's perfect ass. He waited a few seconds so they could both get used to it, and then he started fucking in earnest. Having already cum twice, he knew this one would be a longer burn. He could hear Brad and Eric moaning, which turned him on even more. Eric was letting out a stream of filthy talk, and Skip knew how much that turned on his boyfriend. "Yeah, that's it, you fucking stud. Ride my cock, gonna shoot a fucking load all up your ass till it fucking leaks out onto my balls. Yeah, you fucking love it, don't you?" Eric said. "Fuck, yes!" Brad yelled, riding that cock hard and fast. Meanwhile, Skip started to pick up the pace. He was now really plunging his cock fast and deep, the heavy timber table that Johan was facing himself against jiggling and every so often lurching forward under the power of his long thrusts. Johan's back was tense from holding himself again the table, the sinewed muscle in his back turning Skip on even more. Skip had been stroking Johan's back, ass and legs, occasionally grabbing his head. Now, he wanted to really fuck, so he grabbed the dude's hips tightly, slowed down to a gentle stroking in and out, and then suddenly lunged into a fast and furious fuck. The ass around his cock was incredible and he jackhammered into it with his hard dick as hard and as fast as he could. His athletic training was really being used now, with his breathing and his thrusting in perfect sync, his powerful legs and hips controlling every move. He started to really work up a sweat, his legs slightly bent to allow a lower angle into that tight teen boy cunt, all the better to really sink it in deep. He could hear the slapping of wet skin, and could hear Johan moaning loudly as his ass was fucked mercilessly. Again and again Skip thrust deeply into the guy's now sloppy hole, his steady stream of precum helping to provide extra lubrication. He kept this up for around ten minutes. His body had the stamina to keep going, but his cock sure didn't. "Agh, agh, fuck, dude, gonna nut!" Skip yelled as his cock started shooting up Johan's ass. At that, he just slammed it in as hard as he could and just kept it there, deep, as his dick unloaded a massive flood of seed. His legs were shaking a little from the sheer power of his orgasm, making him collapse slightly onto Johan's sweat-slicked back about half way through. At one point he even thought he might black out, his vision going slightly blurry. And then, it was over, his cock just throbbing, but still lodged deep and firm. It was then that he became aware of Johann's own orgasm, his ass still spasming around his cock as his long cock sprayed his load under the table. After a few minutes, and after finally catching their breath and letting the slight breeze cool their hot skin, Skip started to pull his cock out. As it came out, he looked down at the steady stream of his cum that followed, leaking down Johan's balls and hitting the ground. He normally would have clamped his mouth onto that hole, sucking all that juice back, but he could barely stand. Johan still had some energy, though. He turned around, got down to his knees and took Skip's slimy cock straight down his throat and then came back up again, licking his lips before doing it again. His blond hair was wet with sweat, matted down on his forehead, his face flushed from his own hard cum. Now, he was just contented licking his own ass slime and Skip's sweet-as-fuck ball juice from the dude's fuck happy tool. Skip, panting heavily, looked down, holding the table but smiling, grateful for the feelings his buddy was giving him. He turned his head to look over at Eric and Brad, to see that Eric was now doing the same thing he was, feeding Brad his cum-covered dick, while Brad was lying on the lounger on his side, covered in cum and sweat, fingering his sloppy seed-filled hole, occasionally feeding himself or Eric the load that he scooped out with his fingers. To be continued... Feedback welcome to a.pearce.stories@gmail.com, and let me know if you want this story to keep going.