Date: Tue, 7 Feb 2012 10:06:32 -0600 From: Leon Hall Subject: The last time I saw Mama chapter 6 The Last Time I Saw Mama Chapter 6 By: wish master I know it is a pain in the butt, but I feel I need to do this with each chapter. This story is for adults who enjoy this type of material. If you are offended by stories of sexual encounters, especially within families, or you live in a municipality were such material is not allowed, this story is not for you. I finally made to Scott's house in Santa Maria. It was really good to see him after such a long time. It was wonderful. My cock is still hard. But, that's another story. I made my way back to Highway 5 and turned south from Bakersfield. It's always fascinated me to look at all the cotton fields. And when you pass by the location where they have, what looks like, thousands of cows, the smell is really putrid. Anybody who has traveled this route can appreciate what I'm saying. I figured since my driving time the shot anyway; I would shoot over take Highway 101 S. and then hop onto and drive down the Coast. I started making pretty good time. I blew by Santa Barbara and stopped to have something to eat Oxnard. After a half-hour or so, I was back on the road. I figured the next time I eat would either be in Burbank or Los Angeles. It seems the drive home always takes longer than the drive to school. I was really looking forward to seeing my dad. I can tell you this, one way or another; I'm going to get my dad to fuck me good. Although he's getting up there in age, he can still get that 8 inch cock hard. There is no Viagra in his medicine cabinet. Okay, where was I? It wasn't much after Richard and I service each other, the first guys arrived. When you know it, it was Harold and David, the fourth and fifth grader. I let them in. We were no sooner in the living room, the doorbell rang again. It was the Goldstein twins. I swear, if Roy didn't work glasses, I couldn't tell them apart. The five of us were standing around the living room when I asked, "hey, anybody want a beer?" They looked stunned. "No really, Phil and I already had one. It was nice and cold." Richard sounded like he had been drinking all of his life. The first one to speak up were the Goldstein boys. "Are you sure it will be okay? I don't want to get wasted." It seemed like Roy had never had a beer before. Oh yeah, if you can believe it, the Goldstein's are named Roy and Troy. Go figure. After reassuring them that we had the house to ourselves, I walked everybody into the kitchen. I took two cold ones out of the refrigerator and held them out in front of me. "Okay, who's up for a beer?" Roy walked up and took a beer out of my hand. He turned and handed it to his brother. They looked at each other for a few seconds and then popped the tab. They each took a drink. "This is really cool." Troy spoke up. Grinning from ear to ear, they began downing the beer. I pull two more out of the refrigerator and Richard took one. Harold and David both said they didn't want one. I opened the one I had left in my hand and guzzled down. After each of us had two or three beers, we walked into the living room. I turned on the television and put a VHS tape. I found the tape in the bottom of one of my dad's drawers. I press play. The movie came on and started off with a guy on his knees between two other guys. He held a cock in each hand. He alternated back and forth servicing them. Carol and David started to giggle. Roy and Troy stood there like deer caught in the headlights. Roy took another drink of his beer. He just stood there and stared with his mouth open. I decided if anything was going to happen, it was going to be up to me. I walked over to Richard began taking off his shirt. Before I continued, I took off my shirt slipped off my jeans. I hadn't bothered to put underwear on after Richard and I played. My cock was sticking straight out and pointing at Richard. I dropped to my knees, unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers down to his ankle. He stepped out of them. I took his rock hard cock in my hands and guided it into my mouth. Richard put his hands on the side of my face and held my head still. He started fucking my face. Roy looked at his brother and said, "Holy shit. Phil is taking Richards cock all the way down his throat." He was amazed. I let go of Richards cock and turned to the boys. "The last one to get undressed is not going to get another beer." Roy and Troy were the first to take off their clothes. Harold and David required a little more coaxing. Roy looked over to Troy and said, "I can't believe how hard your cock is, brother. This shit is really turning you on. I think my brother is a little fag." I think it embarrassed Troy. "I am not a fag. Don't call me that again." "Your cock says something different." I walked over to Roy and stood in his face. "Shut the fuck up. In case you hadn't noticed, your cock is touching mine. And I think yours is harder than mine." I turned and walked over to Troy. I took his cock into my right hand and began to stroke it. I lean forward and pressed my lips against his. I pushed my tongue against his teeth. It didn't take much pushing. His mouth opened and my tongue entered. He began sucking on it like a pro. I felt his cock spring against mine. Richard did the same thing to Troy. I took Troy over to his brother and stood him where they were both facing each other. "What's this?" Roy asked. I walked behind him and place my hands on his shoulders. I began pushing him down. "Get on your knees. It's time that you show your brother you love him. Get down there and take his cock into your mouth." It didn't take much persuading. He dropped to his knees and took his brother's cock into his hands. He looked up into his brother's face. "Well, go ahead and put it in your mouth." Troy commanded. And before I knew it he had his brother's cock in his mouth and he began to suck. I watch Troy as he closed his eyes and tilted his head backwards. He let out a moan. I gave Roy a pat on the back. The only thing I said was, "That's it, run your lips up and down his shaft. He began moving his mouth up and down the brother's tool. He was really getting into it, stopping a couple times to gag. Richard went over to the fourth-grader, Harold. He reached down to his waist and took a hold of his pullover shirt. Without speaking a word, he pulled the shirt up and over his head. Harold did not put up any resistance. "Okay buddy, let's see what we have down here." He put his hands on the waistband. He wasn't wearing a belt. The pants had an elastic waist. He dropped them down to his knees. He reached with his right hands and took Harold's right leg. Harold put his hands on Richard's shoulder to maintain his balance. Richard did the same thing to the other leg. Now, Richard was on his knees with a little cock staring him in the face. He didn't have an erection. "Get him hard, Richard." I said. I watched has Richard took the tiny cock and balls into his mouth at the same time. Harold shook like he just had shivers. He kept both of his hands on Richard's shoulder. Richard pulled back, releasing the cock. It was standing at attention. Richard looked up at Harold and they both smiled. With that, he began giving Harold is first knob job. I walked over to David and stood next to him with my right hand on his right shoulder. "What do you say, David. Do you want to get into the program?." "I don't know." "It's up to you, your choice. But if you don't play, you can't stand around and watch." Just then the doorbell rang. I thought, "What the fuck". I walked over to the door and opened it just enough to see out. Standing at my door were three big dudes. I knew they had to be in high school. One of them put his hand on the door and opened it. The three of them walked in. "I heard we were having a party tonight. Thought we would come over and check it out." He said with a smirk on his face. So now stood three high school kids I have never seen before. I started to get nervous. " Uah, okay." I stuttered. They walked to the living room. "They call me Skip." The tallest guy said. He also looked like he was the oldest. He stood about a foot above me with black hair resting just above his shoulders. He was wearing the uniform of the day, blue jeans and a white T-shirt. His chest looked as though he works out quite often. His biceps were bulging against his sleeves. I notice he had something wrapped up with the left sleeve. Looking closer, I saw it was a box. I could read the word `camel' through his T-shirt. There was no missing the bulge behind his zipper. He continued, "This Is Road Man", pointing at the kid with a buzz hairdo. His right ear was pierced and he was wearing a diamond like earrings. His black hair was combed straight back. His ruddy face looked like it had pock marks. I looked at Road Man. "Hello, Road Man." I know I must have sounded like a dork. Anyway, he didn't answer me. "And the little guy over there is boots. We call him that because he always wears steel toed boots. You never know when you're going to have to `boot' somebody. Boots was the shortest one. He didn't look as mean. "Hey, little man." He said. He was lifting himself up and down on the sole of his feet he looked sort of nervous. When he looked into my face, he gave me a smile. Even though he looked as rough as the other two, he seemed kind of nice. "I'm ready to rock." Skip said. He began taking off his shirt. He put his right toe against his left heel and remove his shoes. He did the same thing to the other foot. The next thing I knew his pants were off and he was standing in the middle of my living room with a raging hard on. Now I was the one who looked like a deer caught in the headlights. His cock had to be 8 inches if it was an inch. The uncut head was already leaking. He looked over at the other teenagers. "What the fuck you dudes waiting for? Get your fucking close off." Without hesitation Road Man and boots removed their clothing. Both of their cocks were about the same size, little shorter than Skips. I had the feeling that I had made a big mistake. The other kids looked terrified. I believe Harold pissed on the carpet. "So, what you guys want to do?" As though there was a doubt in my mind. Skip looked at me and said, "For starters, get your asses over here and start chewing on this meat." I was right, this doesn't look like it's going to be pretty.