Date: Tue, 10 Mar 2015 04:07:33 +0200 From: StJoan Derp Subject: The Reese Chronicles Chapter 3 DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and aimed only at entertainment purposes. Any similarities to real life people or characters is coincidental. If you have trouble seperating real life from fantasy or you are offended by such themes, stop reading now. Please help keep nifty free by donating at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html , so that we all can carry on enjoying all these great stories. Email me at for feedback. This is "The Reese Chronicles" by Nick Pecman CHAPTER 3 William Reese was sitting in his office, at work, late in the evening. Everyone had already gone home, except for him and the janitor. He decided to stay and work through the night, not because he had to finish anything, but because his hectic schedule didn't leave him any time during the day to think about what had occured the night before. When he got so drunk, probably more than his usual drunken nights, that he completely gave into his urges. Urges that had been building up inside him for way too long. You see it wasn't easy for William. Once he had been youthful too and he took the best care of his body. Working out whenever he got the chance, building up all of his muscles, getting bigger and bigger by the month. He dreamt of being a bodybuilder, a model, hell even a pornstar. Anything that could really showcase his magnificent physique that he work so hard for. But things were not so simple. Being young and having an exceptionally hot body, meant young Will being horny all the time. And having lines of people drooling at his presence, he'd fuck every single one available. Back at his day, teasing and providing visual feasts wasn't in the way it is nowadays, so he'd put out every time to satisfy his needs. So when he was Jacob's age, it didn't come as a surprise that he got that one girl pregnant. The girl he then ended up marrying and living with, until he got her pregnant again. The girl, being a slut as well, couldn't take the married life and motherhood for much, so as soon as Cole was born, she abandoned Will and the two babies. Thus making things for William Reese, as hard as they'd get. He soon had to realize that he had to give up on his dreams and dedicate his life to working hard to make money for his family. His body soon started fading away and so did his happiness. It was only natural that once his sons came of age, he immediately taught them about the pleasure of working out and building a jaw-dropping body. Jacob being the first born and the one William admired the most, quickly got to love dedicating his life to his body and as the years went by he turned out to be more muscular and beautiful than William ever was or could have imagine of becoming. Thus William's emotions began to change, from fatherly to just plain manly. A man who was finally getting a chance to relive his lost dreams through his son. So it wasn't long before he started picturing his son doing all the things he couldn't and then materializing those thoughts. But the more of his fantasies materialized, the more he craved. And this ended up in viewing Jacob as the most sexual being he could ever imagine or hope for. But he still was his father. He couldn't just throw that away. So he became a very conflicted man that could only find peace by increasing the amount of alcohol that already was a big part of his life. He got more and more drunk as years passed. So drunk that finally he managed to set himself free from his fatherly insticts. And that's what had happened the night before. But not with Jacob as he would have wished... It was Cole Reese that had approached him that drunken night and being drunk himself, was an easy target of William's supressed lust. William had easily convinced him to play with his huge rock hard cock, and then it was only just a matter of time till it made its way into Cole's youthful mouth. William vividly remembered forcing his son's head with both hands onto his dick. But what hadn't occured to him till now, that he was sober, was that Cole didn't have much difficutly in taking the massive cock all the way down his throat. His son was way beyond experienced as it turned out. Otherwise, he'd never have been able to do that. William started having deeper thoughts. Cole was gay after all. He surely had suspected before, but Cole was never his first priority anyway so he just didn't really pay attention to all the signs and the overall behaviour of his. William decided to quit the office and head home to start observing his sons more thoroughly. Now that his mind was clearer than before, he'd surely notice things that had been going on. Also now that he had crossed the line with Cole it'd be way easier to do that with Jacob. It probably wouldn't need as much alcohol either. So he just picked up his stuff and left with his mind determined. Meanwhile though, Jacob was once again at work, being a Friday night. The club at this time and day was filled as fuck and the staff were busier than ever. However, Jacob's job wasn't the one William had been believing it was. He wasn't waiting tables. Instead he was backstage as usual, getting ready. Ready for his act. He was a gogo boy. Backstage he along with the rest of the boys were putting on their clothing and glitter, shading their skin to accentuate their muscles and rips, and pumping up some last iron. Jacob was once again though the ultimate superstar amongst the gogo boys. And of course it was because of his pecs that the audience and the co-workers were completely overwhelmed by his presence. His attitude topped it off perfectly as well. He was like a beacon of lust. A sex symbol. The other gogo boys were all jealous of him, but most were just open about it and admired him at every chance they got. But despite all this, another factor that helped Jacob be the star and have it all easy to him, was the fact that the owner of the club was his uncle. William's older brother, Robert Reese. Robert Reese was one of the richest men in the area. He owned dozens of clubs, bars, cabarets and even whorehouses. He was the ultimate man of the night. Lately he had been expanding his business into the world of porn, knowing that the internet was a massive goldmine he had to use. Robert was also the one who had the idea of Jacob becoming a gogo boy. At first, Jacob went there looking for a job as a waiter, just like he had told his father, in which he was fairly experienced. But Robert seeing how his nephew was dedicated to his body, thought that he should really exploit that. He knew that William would not be approving this, so he and Jacob decided to share a little secret. Soon however, Cole found out as well, due to visiting the club soon. And then more and more people started finding out, so basically now it was only William who had no clue. Jacob would be dancing every week, going up and down a pole, taking off clothes, accepting dollar bills from horny crowds, pouring expensive drinks all over his body and getting groped by hungry hands, and William had absolutely no idea. In the gogo boys' dressing room, things were steamy as usual. Two of the guys were making out on a couch, while two other guys were beside Jacob and were oiling him up, mostly using it as an excuse to feel him up. Jacob was staring at the mirror, observing the action, enjoying himself. The guys were really into it as well, making sure to rub each of his muscles more than twice. The one on his left went on to pour some extra oil onto his massive pecs and then rubbed it in again, soon to be joined by the guy on the right. Jacob bit his lip trying not to moan, as the guys started cupping his tits harder and harder. Then the left guy proceeded into leaning in towards the left pec and got his tongue out to play with the large nipple. He started slombering all over the areola, making Jacob toss his head back and moan softly. The other guy then hungrily took Jacob's right nipple into his mouth and started sucking hard. Jacob moaned louder. "Ugh... guys... not now, I'm about to go on stage..." Jacob complained through his moans. The guys were unstoppable though and barely listened to him. They continued suckling like hungry babies. "Ummhh.. guys, no..." Jacob muttered. "That's enough boys!" a strong male voice entered the room. The two hungry gogo boys let go of Jacob's pecs and stood aside to look towards the entrance. Robert Reese was standing at the door. The boys exhaled in annoyance and returned to putting on their own gear. Rob approached his nephew who kept on standing still, and stood behind him. "Not having too much fun before the show I hope. You have quite a crowd to please" Robert said strictly. "Yeah, I know. Don't worry, uncle. I always keep the best for the stage" Jacob joked. Robert smirked and moved closer behind him. He placed his hands on Jacob's waist and slowly started making his way to his chest from below his arms. He cupped his pectits from under and lifted them up, feeling their weight and mass. "You know your dad has been telling me that he wants to come over one of these days" Robert said. "No. Not yet. Please, uncle" Jacob said worryingly. Rob started massaging his nephew's pecs. "It's gotta happen at some point" Robert said. "I know... I just want to tell him myself first. Please..." "It's not the easiest thing coming up with excuses all the time you know" Robert grabbed firmly on the massive muscles and squeezed hard, causing Jacob to grunt. "I know. I'm gonna tell him soon, I promise. Just gimme one more week" Jacob pleaded. Robert let go of his tight grip and then patted Jacob on his traps. "Okay, young man. This is the last weekend I make an excuse" Robert said strictly and then headed towards the door. "Thanks, uncle" Jacob whispered. "Oh and by the way... you're on in five" Rob exited the room. Jacob exhaled anxiously. In the Reese residence, Cole knew he'd be alone for the night, as Jacob worked late and his father would be in the office like he had told him on the phone. So without wasting any time he told one of his fuck buddies, Kyle, to come over. So it wasn't long before he was being fucked hard on his bed, doggy style, moaning like the loudest whore. Kyle was fucking his brains out, holding him firmly from his waist and thrusting hard on his tight bubble butt. Cole was groaning so loud, that he barely heard his dad's car entering their driveway. But he did. "Oh, shit" he whispered. Kyle didn't realize yet so he kept fucking him as hard. "Stop!" Cole said. Kyle smirked and kept on fucking him harder. "No, seriously stop!" he said again lifting his torso up to look out his window. His room was facing the front of the house so he saw his dad exiting his car. "Fuck! My dad's home" Cole whispered. "What?" Kyle said in shock and disbelief, "I thought you said he'd be at this office all night" "Well that's what he told me an hour ago" Cole said in annoyance. Kyle pulled out of Cole's ass and jumped off the bed. He picked up his boxers from the floor and tried to find his pants. William could be heard from downstairs unlocking the door. "There's no time, just get in the closet" Cole whispered and pushed Kyle in his big closet. Kyle grunted in protest but didn't really have a choice. Then Cole quickly found his own briefs and even more quickly jumped under his sheets. About half a minute later, William entered Cole's room. "Cole?" he whispered, as he saw Cole's back lying on the bed. "Are you asleep?" he continued while approaching his bed. He stood above him and slightly pushed him with his hand. "Cole I can tell you're not sleeping" he said a bit louder. Cole started moving on his bed, pretending to have been awakened. "Dad? What is it?" he said mimicing a sleepy voice. "Who are you trying to fool? You weren't sleeping" William said strictly. "Well I was about to" Cole said. William stared at him in the eyes interrogating him with his look. "What?" Cole asked. William kept on the same look for a few moments, but then he decided to go along with his son's words. He sat by a chair next to his bed. Cole looked at him. "What? You're just gonna sit there now?" he said impatiently. "Yeah, I wanna talk to you" William said, "about last night." Cole lifted himself up and put his weight on his arm. He looked towards the closet in a panic. "Dad, not now" he said. "I keep thinking about it" William said. "Dad, I really wanna sleep now" "I was so drunk. And so were you" "Da-ad... stop it" Cole said while taking quick looks towards the closet. Kyle was inside, listening carefully to everything, trying not to make a noise and trying to calm his erection down. "And if we weren't it'd probably wouldn't have happened" William continued. "Yeah, probably. Let's stop now" "Hear me out, Cole" William said strictly while bending forward towards his son. "It's not a good time, dad..." "I've been so horny all day, just barely thinking about it" At those words Cole knew it was too late. Kyle was in the closet and couldn't believe his ears. But it must have been true. Those words couldn't have meant many things. "Dad..." "I want it to happen again" William said with lust in his voice, "It was the hottest thing that happened to me in decades" he continued, grabbing his crotch tightly. "Dad... we were drunk, we didn't know what we were doing. You forced me..." William chuckled. "You fucking hypocrite. As if you didn't enjoy it" Cole chuckled back in awkwardness. William started unzipping his pants in a hurry. "You took my cock like a pro. And my dick is one of the biggest I've known of. It surely wasn't your first" He got up and quickly dropped his pants down. Cole was looking in shock. He sat on his knees on his bed and moved a bit further away from his dad. "Da-ad, no..." he said looking towards the closet, inside where, Kyle was immobilized, his hard cock throbbing harder than ever in his underwear. "I wanna fuck your mouth, Cole. God, I wanna keep fucking it forever" William said taken over by lust. He quickly removed his pants and briefs completely and with his massive dick sticking out rock hard he grabbed Cole by his head again and pulled him in. Cole grunted in protest, but didn't resist like the last time, he let his father's cock part his lips rapidly and easily took it all the way down his throat in one thrust. "OOOHHH FUCK YEAH!" William moaned as he felt his son's chin on his balls. "Oooh yeah... that's it. Put that mouth in good use" he continued as he started moving his hips back and forth, while holding Cole's head firmly in place. Cole made some gagging, grunting noises to show some protest, but they soon faded away as his own slutty lust took over and he stopped caring about Kyle in the closet. Kyle at the meantime was shooting his load unwillingly, still in disbelief over the hottest thing he'd ever experienced. "Oh, you fucking cocksucker. Who knows how many cocks have fucked this mouth before me? I bet you're a big slut. You must be if you took after your mom. Yeah... deepthroat daddy's cock. Yeah! You like daddy fucking your hot mouth. I bet you do. Yeah, go all the way down" William was saying as he kept on fucking Cole's head. Then he pulled his cock out and held Cole's face up to look at him. "You suck that cock that created you, Cole. There's no cock like it, is there?" "No, daddy. I've had so many cocks in my mouth, but there's none like yours" Cole said while catching his breath. "Oh fuck yes! No cock like daddy's!" William said, putting his dick back in his son's mouth. He kept on facefucking him, losing himself more and more in his lustful self. And Cole like an obedient whore, kept on sucking hard on the cock, craving to swallow the seed that he had once come from. Meanwhile, Jacob was once again hitting the stage, doing what he did best. Spinning around the pole, shaking his bubble butt to the beat, cupping his tits, taking off all of his small clothing till there was nothing left but his thong and boots. Then he moved to the lower part of the stage to approach the crowd and have them offer him their money. Having hands slap his ass, grope his muscles, try to pull down his thong people bury their face between his pec cleavage or his asscheeks and generally be sexually abused by the horny crowd. Then he'd go back on the main stage and be joined by two other gogo boys who would take turns in pouring drinks on Jacob's body and licking it off him. Jacob would have lost himself by this point, and would cockily show his massive erection to the crowd at certain points. Of course never letting them get enough. This particular Friday, the audience was mostly men and since it was more crowded than other times, the DJ and the MC started teasing more with their music and comments, provoking the gogo boys to take it further. The crowd was going nuts over the idea and Jacob and the guys quickly figured it out. So one of the boys got on his knees in no time and pulled Jacob's thong down, having his dick slap him in the face. He then started sucking it hungrily, while the other dancer was behind Jacob, holding his large chest with one arm and pouring liquid from the bottle with the other. Jacob was lost in lust and moaning loudly, but his voice was covered by the loud music. It was only his facial expressions that gave away to the audience how much he was enjoying it. Having taken the thing much further than usual, it didn't come as a surprise to the club's staff when one of their richest customers requested Jacob for a private show. At first the MC didn't think it was a good idea to interrupt the show, but the customer offered a ridiculously high amount of money so there was no question. The MC wrapped up the show as smoothly as he could, by telling the audience that Jacob's orgasm was a very special treat to be shown just like that and telling the boys to make their exit. As Jacob went backstage again completely naked, he rushed to Mike, a club co-owner and responsible for the events, the person he trusted the most at work. "What the hell was that about?" he asked furiously. "Sorry, J, but a customer has requested you. And it's in your contract to provide private shows for Platinum members of 'Loud', which he happens to be" Mike said calmly and quickly as he talked. "What? A private show?" Jacob asked puzzled. "Yeah, it rarely happens, but things did get too far tonight, so it's natural. You're still pretty new. Don't worry you'll do great, you're a natural" Mike continued. "Shit... What do I have to do?" Jacob asked again a bit anxious. "Don't worry. Just go with it, and if he abuses you, Bruce will be standing right outside your private room, so just call for him" Bruce was the biggest bodyguard the club Loud had. A massive muscular black guy, so Jacob felt a bit safer. "Ok, so who's the customer?" he asked finally. "Mr. Clay Matthews" Mike said and then grabbed Jacob by the arm to escort him. They got outside a black door with golden doorknob. Mike stepped aside and pointed at the door. "He's waiting inside. Oh, but wait... wear this first" he said giving him a small thong. Jacob quickly put it on and adjusted it on his hardon and asscheeks. Then he proceeded to opening the door. "Bruce will be here in a minute" Mike said and left. Jacob entered the small room and saw a handsome suited man, around his dad's age, but much fitter and smirkful. He was sitting on a couch and drinking scotch from a small glass, with the bottle being next to him on a small coffee table. "Hello, Mr. Matthews" he said politely, closing the door behind him. "Good evening" Clay said smirkfully. Jacob was a little nervous and it showed. He approached the couch with a few small steps. He stood right in front of Mr. Matthews. "No reason to be nervous. I think you can handle the attention more than well enough" Jacob giggled. "I'm sorry, it's just my first private show. I'm not really sure what I should do" he said. "Why don't you start by getting on my lap?" Mr. Matthews encouraged seductively. Jacob moved himself on top of the man, by spreading his legs and slowly lowering his muscle ass onto the man's lap. He placed on hand on Clay's thigh and the other on his own waist and he started slowly rubbing his ass on the man's crotch. "Is that good?" Jacob whispered lustfully. "Yes..." he replied, but he could tell Jacob was putting on an act. "Jacob..." he continued. Jacob focused his attention on the man and stopped his crotch-rubbing act. "I'm a wild man. I have orgies almost every week. The reason I chose you tonight is because what I saw on that stage was raw and real. I need you to bring that out here. The last thing I want is another typical lap dance" he said in a powerful tone. "I'm sorry, sir..." Jacob started, but Clay interrupted him by raising his hand. "Just let it all out. Whatever inspires you" he said and then place his hands on the pair of the hugest, most succulent pecs he had ever seen. "I've noticed that those two babies seem to be the centre of your pleasures" he said while softly grabbing the big muscle tits. Jacob let out a soft moan. "Yeah... they are very sensitive" he said while looking down at his chest. He made them bounce a few times softly, but then quickly relaxed them to let Mr. Matthews squeeze them in his palms. "God, they are so huge" he said squeezing them passionately, "so juicy" he continued, "so succulent". Jacob tossed his head back and moaned while again rubbing his ass on Clay's crotch, this time instictively. "As if they're full of milk" Clay muttered lustfully. That phrase brought out a deep moan from Jacob. "Suck them" he whispered. "What was that?" Clay asked seductively. "Suck them. Suck my tits" "Yeah? You want me to suckle on those large nipples?" "Yeah... please. Suck them now!" Mr. Matthews didn't hold back longer. He hungrily shoved his mouth on the massive breasts and started sucking with force, trying to put in his mouth as much meat as he could. He playfully rolled his tongue around the nipple while having it in his mouth. Jacob moaned loudly like a whore. "Oh yes... yes! Suck my tits. Suck on my nipples. Yeah! Suck them dry" Out of the room, Bruce was standing on guard with his sunglasses on, like a statue. He was able to hear everything that was going on and that made his giant black cock throb in his pants. He slowly moved his hand to his crotch and with slow, unnoticeable movements started to rub it. Inside the room, Mr. Matthews was sucking more and more hungrily, switching rapidly from nipple to nipple and making animalistic noises. "You like that, Jacob?" "Yeah" Jacob moaned with eyes closed. "Yeah, that's it. Lose yourself. Forget about everything else. Let it take you over" "Aahh... yeah... fuck" Jacob was whoring himself out more and more. Mr. Matthews was achieving his goal. He grabbed the bottle of scotch from the table nearby and started emptying it on the hunk's pecs. Jacob held them together to make his cleavage deeper and allow the liquid to flow through it. He was moaning lustfully the whole time. Clay started drinking as much as he could from the pouring scotch but most slid down to the couch, moistening his suit, Jacob's thong and the pillows. He then started pouring more and more all over the young man, in his mouth his hair, his whole body. Jacob started drinking as much as he could. Fast. "Yeah, drink! Yeah, that's right. Rub it all over, yeah, rub yourself" Clay was muttering. The bottle was empty soon and then Mr. Matthews had Jacob stand on all fours next to him on the couch, with his ass right in front of the man's face. Without wasting anytime he started eating out his tight asshole, sticking his tongue deep inside and groaning. Jacob was still wearing his small thong and the man's tongue was pushing the thin fabric in the hole. Jacob was squealing like a whore. As the minutes passed, Jacob started to feel the effects of the alcohol in his head. He was getting dizzy. So he didn't realize what Mr. Matthews had started doing immediately. The top of the scotch bottle was being pushed into his asshole by the powerful twisted man. It wasn't until the whole top part of it was all in, that Jacob felt it and protested. "Ugh! What... what are you doing?" he said trying to look back. "Hush, you whore" Mr. Matthews muttered. "No... stop that..." "Shut up and take it! That's what whores do" Clay said raising his tone. Jacob lowered his front putting his head down on the couch pillows and jutting out his butt even more. "Yeah... you want this too, deep down" Jacob just moaned in protest. And then as the bottle went further in he popped his head up and let out a loud grunt. "AAHHH... Bruce!" he yelled. "What? Who's Bruce?" Clay asked. Then the door opened. Bruce entered the room in a rapid pace. "What's going on?" he asked strictly. Mr. Matthews was quick. He got a think packet of dollars out of his pocket and showed it to the bodyguard. "Just close the door and join the fun" he said. A small pause followed. Jacob having the buzz he couldn't really see what Bruce was doing. The bodyguard closed the door and moved towards the couch. He grabbed the money and put it in his own pocket. "That's the spirit" Clay said and carried on to bottle-fuck Jacob. Jacob moaned. "Bruce... come on..." he protested. Bruce grabbed Clay's hand that was holding the bottle and pulled it away. "That's enough" he said and had him place the bottle down. Mr. Matthews seemed a bit annoyed but did so. "Thanks..." Jacob mumbled and laid on the couch. Mr. Matthews slapped his ass hard and told him to get on his knees. Jacob slowly obeyed and when he turned his face around he got a loud slap on his face, from a massive black cock. "Oh, shit..." he whispered once his eyes fixated on it. "Take it in your mouth, bitch" Clay said and pushed Jacob's head on the large cock head. Jacob gagged just by trying to take the head in his mouth. He had to adjust quickly though as Clay's hand was forcing him to go deeper. He managed to take the black monster all in his throat without much trouble. Clay kept his head pushed in on the man's rod. Jacob's nose was touching Bruce's pubic area. "Yeah that's it. Bruce grab his head and facefuck him" Mr. Matthews commanded. Bruce being given the amount he did, obeyed. He grabbed Jacob's head with both his large hands and started force fucking his mouth. Jacob gagged but managed. At the same time, Mr. Matthews started working with the hunk's hole again and got his own hard dick out. Without removing Jacob's thong he started fucking his ass, so hard that his big round asscheeks shook up and down with each thrust. Jacob was being filled from both holes, just from his first private show. How did it manage to go this far? He was only supposed to work as a waiter. How was he ever going to explain this to his father? But what he didn't know was that his wily uncle, Robert, had secretly installed cameras inside the Private Room, so that he could have tapes of every action that took place in there, to keep in his archive for his newly embarking porn company. To be continued...