The house shook as the door burst open and the sound of booted feet pounded up the hallway. Three big men just about ripped the doorway out of the bedroom trying to get in at the same time. Daddy and his brothers, Bill and Boo had made record time from the old homestead. They were dressed exactly like Brett had been when he left except that Daddy wasn't wearing any boots. His youngest was in trouble and he hadn't even slowed down enough to step into his boots.
Boo, the oldest, looked around the room and saw that there was no panic among the younger set of brothers held his brothers back. "What happened?" He asked.
Boo, blushing, ashamed to tell his favorite uncle what they had been doing, but knowing that it was important to tell him the truth, stammered out exactly what had happened. How they had all jacked off together and how Little Jimmy had talked Brett into screwing him and how he had then decided to get screwed by ALL his brothers and how the older boys had gone along instead of taking care of their little brother.
Brett, panting, appeared in the door and confirmed what Boo had said. Then Boo went on to describe how Billy hadn't wanted to use his big cock on Little Jimmy, but how the Squirt had inveigled Billy into screwing him like his other brothers had already done. He also made it clear that Jimmy had never said he'd been hurt or tried to stop Billy in any way.
Billy just sat there crying and holding his littlest brother across his lap, gently stroking his hair while Boo held the now blood spotted wet cloth to the little boys bottom. Bill stepped forward and took the cloth from Boo and got down on his knee to inspect Little Jimmy's behind. Big Jimmy, Daddy, sat on the bed and looked the rest of the baby being so tenderly cradled in his oldest brothers arms.
Bill looked up and said that Little Jimmy was going to be just fine and then told his brother Boo to go get some "Jimmy fixer" and for his nephew Boo to go along so he'd know how to help his little brother when this happened again. Not "If", but "When".
Daddy, now knowing that his youngest was going to be fine, also knew that Billy, his oldest son, was in much more pain and hurting a lot worse that Little Jimmy had ever been. Leaning across the limp little package Daddy lifted Billy's tear-stained face and kissed him. "Thank you for taking such good care of your little brother, Billy. I can see how much you love him. But you really didn't do anything wrong and there's nothing to worry about. Little boys sometimes ask for more than they can really handle, and big boys sure want to give it to them. All that's happened is that Little Jimmy got stretched a little bit too far too fast. He isn't really hurt, and he'll probably be wanting you all to screw him some more tomorrow, but I think it's best if you just have him suck on you and give his butt a rest for a day or two.
'When a really big cock opens a boy up," Bill went on, "sometimes it stretches the boys hole so much that a little bit of blood seeps out. Your Daddy used to bleed a lot when Boo and I were first breaking him in. But he got over that pretty quick and it never actually hurt him."
The younger brothers looked shocked. Realizing that their father and uncles had done the same thing they'd been doing. Then they started remembering the times the older brothers would take off "hunting" together, or end up spending the night in bed with one or more of their wives. Then they looked at Uncle Boo, who had just come back into the room with his namesake, and then at Jason. Except that Jason wasn't as big as Uncle Boo yet, they looked like twins. Momma may not have been as pregnant as Daddy thought she was when he shared her with his brother, or maybe he just wanted one of his brothers sons for himself. Hard to tell, and neither man was telling. They'd just smile at each other and change the subject.
Uncle Boo showed the brothers how to roll an ice cube in the saucer of alum he had brought from the kitchen and how to push it up inside of Jimmy's battered little bottom. Jimmy woke up at the first touch of coldness against his behind, looked up and saw his father and oldest brother hovering over him. A beatific smile spread across his face. "Oh, Daddy. Billy's been so wonderful to me!"
Smiling at his oldest boy, Daddy leaned across and kissed the miserable boy's lips and then looked down at his youngest. "I know son. When I was a little older than you are your Uncle Boo and Uncle Bill used to make me feel good the same way."
"They used to fuck your butt, Daddy?"
"Still do." Daddy said, grinning at his brothers, "Every chance they get!"
Jimmy laughed. The liquid trilling laugh of a happy child. "I'm luckier than you are, Daddy. I've got five brothers and you've only got two."
"Yeah, but my daddy and granddaddy used to help my brothers all the time."
Laughing, Jimmy boasted, "Yeah. But I'll bet my Daddy and his brothers and Grandpa Buddy will help my brothers and then I'll be WAY ahead of YOU!"
Laughing, Daddy collected me and Billy in his arms and gave us a great big huge hug. Then Daddy explained to me that my butt was bleeding a little bit and that Uncle Boo was going to show my brothers how to take care of that.
"Okay, Daddy!" I said. Exuberantly throwing my legs up over my head so I could see what Uncle Boo was going to do, almost conking Daddy and Billy in the head. They laughed and held my legs for me and Uncle Boo got up on his knees and rubbed my butthole with a white ice cube. I started laughing and trying to wiggle away because it tickled so much, but Daddy and Billy held me in place and I watched, amazed, as Uncle Boo pushed that ice cube right up inside me. It tickled like crazy, but it felt good too. And it made me all full of energy again.
I tickled Billy and got loose and before you could say, "Jack Sprat ate some bananas," I had a huge pillow fight going on. My Daddy and Uncles and brothers were furiously trying to beat each other to death and whoever started winning suddenly had everyone else beating up on them. The fight suddenly ended when Uncle Boo walloped Jason as hard as he could and the pillow exploded, feathers flying everywhere and everyone trying to escape the room before they were coated with feathers. Thomas and I escaped out the window while all the big guys were bruising each other trying to get through the door at the same time. Thomas grabbed the garden hose and I turned on the hose bib and we sprayed everybody, feathers, bed and all from our vantage point outside the window. Dire threats of retribution followed us all the way to the pond, that ice cube bouncing around inside me as I ran.
We had a glorious time playing and washing innumerable feathers off of each other and the worse punishment Thomas and I got was being dunked a few times. Uncle Boo kept mumbling about how he was going to take Thomas and me across his knee as he tried to get all the feathers out of his long hair, but he never done nothing except tickle Thomas until he was begging for mercy. Me he let go with a threat to fuck me until my eyes fell out. I just stuck my tongue out at him and said, "Yeah? You and what army?" His trying to grab me just proved that I had a lot more protectors than any army HE could dig up! I stuck my tongue out at him again from behind Billy's back and Daddy swatted my behind for teasing. Then Uncle Boo got all over Daddy for swatting HIS boy and Daddy said he'd do anything he wanted to HIS boy and they got nose to nose about it and the rest of us just about drowned we were laughing so hard. Uncle Boo was only about twice as big as Daddy, but Daddy wasn't backing down none and was ready to scrap with his big brother in a hot second.
Billy ended up carrying me back up to the house because I refused to side with either Daddy or Uncle Boo and let one of them carry me the way they wanted. Uncle Bill said that I'd made the right choice and for Daddy and Uncle Boo to just hesh up. When we got back to the kitchen Brett ran and got a stack of towels and we all dried each other off. It was my self-imposed task to make sure that everyone was perfectly dry between their legs. Everyone took that as my due and just spread their legs for me when I started drying them. I tasted Daddy's fat thing but he pulled it out of my mouth and told me not now, but I could have all I wanted later. I was satisfied with that because Daddy never broke his word, and I went on drying him and the others.
We all had coffee and heavy cream and chocolate cake that Aunt Ellie brought with her when she came to check on me, knowing that chocolate cake could fix just about anything that was wrong with me. She walked into that kitchen paying no more attention to us than if we'd all been dressed in our Sunday-go-to-meeting clothes. After hearing what happened she stood me up on a chair and said that my butt was just fine but that nobody should screw me for a day or two. I was angry about that, but forgot all about it when she uncovered that chocolate cake and said that it was mine because I'd lost my virginity that night. I hugged her and gave her a great big kiss and she said that she had to get back to the babies but that I should come see her if my behind hurt in the morning. I promised I would but was a lot more interested in that cake than in my bottom.
I got to cut the cake and share it out and while we were eating it Daddy and Uncle Boo and Uncle Bill told us all about how Daddy became a butt-boy [see: "We Three" for that story]. Daddy asked me some questions and told me that he thought I'd probably want to become a butt-boy too, but that I had plenty of time to make up my mind, but that he'd sure be glad for some help when all the men in the family got together for their big meeting every year. I told Daddy that I could probably help him this year because by then him and my brothers and his brothers and Grandpa were sure to have taught me everything I needed to know. Everybody laughed at my eagerness but I could tell they was proud of me and promised to help me all they could.
Daddy took all us boys upstairs and put us in his bed, kissing us all good-night and told us how proud he was of us for loving each other so much and for being so good about taking care of each other. Before he left for the old house with his brothers all three of them told me that it was okay for me to suck off anybody I wanted to, but that no one was to screw my butt until Aunt Ellie said it was okay. I pouted, but reluctantly agreed when everybody said I wouldn't even get to suck if I didn't promise.
Daddy and my Uncles kissed me good-night again and then took off. I had to suck everybody twice before they could get to sleep, and fell asleep myself with Billy still in my mouth. I nursed on him all night and he gave he a HUGE load in the morning.