Date: Thu, 1 Sep 2022 07:09:31 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: Wrong Side of the Tracks, Part 17 Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html "Irish Brothers in America" is still in the works. Wondering why this story still isn't getting much buzz. My writing must be off. I'll try to do better. I lose interest when you lose interest. Let me know how I'm doing! Love it when you guys tell me your cocks are dripping while you're reading the stories. Smelling your own funk from your pits or finger banging your holes. Keeps me writing! studbluecollar@gmail.com. Thanks for the continued support. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. The Palm Springs motel and home are made up. They don't exist. And yes. I have a thing for Palm Springs. Used to live there. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Where we left them: "You like that? Getting fucked?" Vic asked. His cock was fully hard again. He couldn't help it. He realized that the hand that he had slapped Rico's ass with was now caressing his cheek. Squeezing it a bit here and there. "I didn't at first. It hurt so much. But it stopped hurting when I was about 11. I guess when I started to shoot my own cum. Then it felt really good." Rico answered matter of fact. "11!??!" Vic said. "Oh fuck bro. How old were you when it first happened??" Rico looked at him seriously and said, "Yeah, First got dicked at 8. Gross you out or turn you on?" Vic looked at him sheepishly and answered quietly, "Both". "So, just because we're half brothers doesn't mean that we can't..." Rico started. Vic started to chuckle. "Boy, what part of our dad fucking me didn't you get? Now who's the dumb one? And the house I live in isn't exactly a monastery. You'll probably fit in just fine." Vic caressed his brother's ass a little firmer. Grazing his hole with his fingers. "I've fucked younger than you but I was only 17 at the time. You're jailbait." "Like I would say anything to anyone." Rico assured Vic as he reached back and took a hold of his brother's cock for the first time. Wrong Side of the Track, Part 17:: Vic didn't fuck Rico that morning. He just couldn't bring himself to. But Rico was more than willing. Vic, however, let Rico suck on his cock while Vic ate Rico's perfect little ass. In Vic's mind, as long as there wasn't penetration, he was being somewhat good. Well, his tongue penetrated a little but Vic didn't want to think that counted. He felt like he was bringing his fifteen year old little brother into the den of wolves but that isn't what happened either. Everyone treated Rico awesome. Like he was actually the kid of the family. Shay especially latched onto him and became almost paternal. Vic couldn't believe how kind and accepting everyone was of his little brother. Just like they were when he joined them. Even after he told the men privately how much of a twisted childhood Rico had had. Although, being the twisted perverts they were, it led to some welcomed fucking among the adults. But no one was going to push Rico into something he didn't want. "All the more reason we should spoil him and love him. No one gets left behind in this family." Shay said when Vic told him, Casey, and Pat all the details. "Here, here.", Said Pat. Casey joined in. The teens took to him well also. Bash became his de facto big brother. Thankful he wasn't the youngest any longer. Philip, Rory and Sean got to spend little time with Rico and then they were off to college. Vic knew his new family was genuine and was thankful about the way they treated Rico. As far as they were concerned Rico was always part of the family. His family was getting to know Rico just like Vic was. But Rico himself had some misgivings. He was pretty much used to having his boy pussy used. He didn't flaunt it. Even though he was small, he was masculine for a fifteen year old. He wasn't into football like Philip or any sport for that matter. They didn't have the money for him and sports when he was with his mother. What he did play, he played on the streets. He was a street kid, mature beyond his years. Rico, even now, also thought that someone was always hustling him for something. Usually people that were nice to him wanted some ass. Or they wanted him to do a small job for them. Which Rico never did. He knew that those small jobs were a one way ticket to being in a gang and he was too small for the gangs. He would be dead by now. But this family never seemed to hustle him. He needed to get used to that. But he willingly gave up his ass in his previous life. Even to some of the gang members. Always on the down low of course. He didn't mind it. Even those fuckers needed to get off. But the ones that liked him the most taught him how to defend himself. He had even fired a gun a few times. He knew that if he stayed with his mom he would be on the streets by the time he was 18 and would have to fend for himself. Probably end up in jail like most of the street kids did eventually. Now he was with his brother in this civilized home, well, a lot more civilized than what he came from. He wasn't even worried about the kids at school. Bash seemed to be popular there and would have his back. He would just have to take extra courses as his school in LA was more of a war zone rather than an institution of learning. But as far as the student body went he could hold his own. No one would fuck with him and he would adapt to the suburban school life. But Rico needed cock. Man cock. And there were five men in this house plus him and Bash. After a couple of weeks he couldn't believe he was the only one not getting cock. They were treating him as a porcelain doll. The other new guy, Gary, was getting dicked everyday by Casey or, sometimes even Shay and Pat. Shay could fuck several times a day. Rico needed to get Shay alone. He needed to let Shay know it was alright to fuck him. He knew Shay had that crazy thing going on. If Rico could get him interested he would be enjoying cock soon. Vic just said that he couldn't fuck Rico right now. He didn't say anything about the rest of the guys. Unless he said it to them. But Rico doubted that. It would have to be after school. Rico was home before Bash since Bash had practice every day except Friday. It was usually just Shay or Gary in the office in the afternoons. Casey was at the windmills and Pat and his brother, Vic, were at the garage. Gary also went to help at the garage now and then after Pat found out he was in the motor pool in the service. He wasn't an expert mechanic but he could help out. Rico was sure they took turns fucking Gary at the garage from what he heard around the house. Monday evening he heard that Gary was actually going to be in the office on Tuesday and that Shay would be staying home and getting some stuff done around the house. Maybe run some errands. Rico would be alone with Shay for at least an hour. Rico skipped his last class, then he took a city bus home. When he got to the house he checked Shay's parking space at the motel first. His truck was gone. So Rico went into the house and went to the bathroom to clean out. He was home almost three hours early. After that task was done he lubed himself up and found one of his own adult toys. Then he waited. When Shay came home he would come through the motel since his car was always parked over there. Rico would be in the home's pool area riding the dildo. He thought that should send a clear message. This baby boy needs a dick. He was so horny at this point he spread his legs on one of the lounge chairs and started to play with his hole. He didn't want to penetrate it yet. He wanted Shay to see his little hairless pussy. It turned men on. One look at his tiny hairless cunt and they get hard instantly. Gay or straight. He's had them all. He had laid the toy in between his legs and then pulled his legs up to his chest. Lightly massaging his hole. It surprisingly didn't take long for Shay to come through the gate. Shay was a homebody. Rarely stayed away for long. He had a small bag with him of clothes or something. Rico didn't care what it was. Shay wore some loose board shorts and a tight tank top. His stacked torso, with a sheen of sweat covering it, was a sight. Whatever mall he was at Rico was sure he was turning heads. Shay even turned heads at home. After Shay latched the gate, and before he turned around, he kicked off his flips, took off his tank and dropped his shorts. He bent over and picked up his discarded clothes and his flips and put them in the bag with his purchase. Then, still carrying the bag, he went over to the pool bar and got himself a beer. Rico figured he thought he had time to enjoy the peace and quiet around the pool before everyone got home. After Shay took a long pull of his beer he turned around and noticed Rico on display. His hole pointing right at him with his fingers massaging it. A toy laid between his legs that looked like it was ready to be used. "Fuck!" was all Shay said. Staring at the boy's hole. Then, after he recovered a bit he said, "Sorry for interrupting, I'll leave you to it." And then proceeded to collect his belongings and head for the house. "I really need your help." Rico said. That stopped Shay in his tracks. He was afraid to turn around and show the boy how aroused he was becoming. "What help?" He asked. "Come sit with me please." Rico begged. "I'm afraid to, baby bro." Shay said still not turning around. "Why is that?" Rico asked, knowing the reason. "I really need your help." Begrudgingly Shay put down his bag and turned towards Rico. He put his beer down on the table next to Rico's lounge and then sat at the end of the lounge. He cock pointed almost straight up at this point. "What do you think I can do for you?" Shay asked, apprehensively. Rico was fast. Before Shay even knew what was happening Rico was on his lap sitting chest to chest. "I need someone to hold me. Everyone is afraid to touch me." Then Rico said, "I need a man to hold me." Rico was hard and it was pointing into Shay's stomach. Shay knew he could lose control very easily so willed his mind to stay good. "What do you mean baby, we all hug you and stuff." He took a chance and put his hands on Rico's back to caress it a bit to make his point. His skin was soft and hot. But he felt the boy's muscles. He was no slacker. He might be little but he's built. Shay's cock wasn't going down. The boy's hole was still captured in his thoughts. He couldn't get it out of his mind. "Not the way I need to be hugged." Rico said as he put his head on Shay's chest and shoulder. One arm around Shay's neck and the other under his arm hugging his back. Shay held him tighter. Shay knew exactly what he meant. He heard the stories Vic told about his brother's childhood. Shay hasn't had someone this small in a while. He didn't think he could do it. He didn't want to hurt the small little hole. He would stretch it out so much. But his cock wasn't listening to him. It was dripping precum. Giving his lust away. Rico lifted his head and looked into Shay's eyes. "Be the guy. The one that helps me. I'm going crazy. It itches so bad." Rico kissed Shay's neck and then licked between his shoulder and neck. Tasting Shay. Then Rico took his arm from under Shay's arm, but kept his other arm around Shay's neck, and reached back for Shay's cock. He rubbed it against his hole a bit while Shay let out a deep breath. Then Shay felt Rico aim Shay's cock right at his young hole. Once he felt his head at the entrance to Rico he lost whatever will power he had left. "I'm already lubed. You don't have to be gentle with me. You can use me, hit me if you want, I can take it." Rico said to Shay's amazement. "Fuck!" was all Shay said. He felt the small boy/almost man take his cock inside without even as much as a wince. Rico did whimper though. Quietly whimpered and moaned as he put his head back on Shay's shoulder and chest. Shay allowed his hands to travel down to the small bubble butt. He felt where his thick cock was going in the small hole. To say it turned him on was an understatement. He couldn't think of anything else. He felt a sort of power build within him. The struggle between right and wrong. The struggle to stay calm and not wreck the hole his cock was embedded in right now. Shay stood up with the boy impaled on his cock and walked towards the house. At first glance you wouldn't be able to tell Rico was 15, close to 16. The size of him led people to believe he was much younger. 12 or 13. It wasn't till he talked or became animated that he looked his age. Especially with the beard growth on his face. He had to start shaving young. Cleanly shaved, from far away, Rico looked young. Just not up close. Shay went straight to the bedroom he shared with Pat. Leaving the bedroom door open. He slowly put the boy on the unmade bed on his back. Shay spread his own legs as he knelt on the bed and put his knees under Rico's legs pulling him as close to the boy as possible. Then he bent over, with his hands on Rico's hips, and started to make out with him. All his apprehension gone. "Fuck baby, you feel so good. I'm going to have to tear you up. Making me crazy." Shay said into his mouth. "Your little body on my big cock. You like that, baby?" Shay's crazy eyes looking right into Rico's eyes. "Your little cunt wrapped around my cock feels so good." "Please fuck me. Tear up my pussy. And do it again. Don't hold back anymore. Everyone holds back." Rico pleaded. "Not anymore baby. You flipped my switch. I'll be taking this again. And again. Whenever I want. Whenever and wherever you want." Shay said, in the moment. Wondering if he could. When he was homeless, on the streets, he fucked a lot of young guys. Younger than Rico. He never asked their age. He never told anyone. He wasn't proud of it. There were different rules on the streets. He hinted about it to Pat but no one else. He might have even fucked a eleven or twelve year old. Maybe younger. He wasn't sure. On the streets he couldn't tell. It was always a male. Young girl's pussy did nothing for him. But when boy pussy was offered to him he took it. Rico was streetwise himself. He knew how to play Shay. And Shay is always horny for male cunt. He just couldn't help himself. Like he can't now. Rico knew he took advantage of Shay's perversions. Perversions that he tried to hold deep inside so they wouldn't be seen. About that time, Vic had come through the gate from the motel. Parking next to where Shay parks. All he had on was shorts since he left his uniform at the garage. He even left his flips in the truck. The less the better. The concrete was a bit hot but he was used to it. By the time he made it through the motel's office his shorts were gone. Left with Gary, who would hang them on a coat hook. He'd get them in the morning on the way out. Gary loved Vic's habit of exhibitionism. Wondering if anyone was at home Vic went into the house and started to wander around. Hoping to get some dick before the boys got home from school. He had fucked Pat twice that day. He was hoping Casey or Shay would give him some now. When he saw Gary at the hotel, now sporting a sarong like Shay does, he was looking at him lustfully. But Vic was hoping to get fucked, not fuck again. Gary wasn't into using his little dick. He just liked his cunt rutted. Although, he wouldn't mind fucking Gary again. He was almost as hot as Rico. Fuck, Rico. His own little brother drove him crazy. When he got to the hallway with the bedrooms Vic heard some moaning. Fuck, he thought, someone was getting some action before him. When he got to the primary bedroom's door he saw Shay's back and ass. Kneeling on the bed. He was obviously nailing someone. He saw their feet. But the way Shay had his legs spread up on the bed also gave Vic a view of Shay's masculine hole. Shay didn't get fucked often but he loved his ass eaten. Vic got on his knees on the floor with his body up against the bed without making a sound with his bare feet. His face was a half foot away from Shay's ass. Shay's feet were on either side of him hanging off the bed. Vic stood up on his knees and leaned forward. His hands reach up to Shay's cheeks to part them. Just as his hands parted Shay's ass he dove his face in to chow down on the hunk's hole. "What the fuck?!?" Shay said. He looked back and saw Vic's hot body but he couldn't see his face as it was in between his own cheeks. "Fuck Vic!" "Vic?" Rico said in a small voice. Vic heard Rico and he got up right away. "What the fuck?" Vic asked in confusion. "Sorry man. I couldn't help it. It's all my fault." Shay said. Feeling ashamed all of a sudden. But he kept his cock buried in the boy's hole. Deep, pelvis against pelvis. Vic knew better. He looked right at Rico, "This wasn't Shay's fault, was it?" Rico gave his brother a cocky grin, "You know better bro. I needed cock and no one was giving it to me. Not even you. Everyone else gets cock but me. So can you please let Shay finish?" Vic sort of chuckled then he looked at Shay, "You still hard?" "Well, um...yeah." Shay was still inside of Rico. The situation hadn't changed the fact that the boy's ass was massaging Shay's cock at the moment and making it feel so good. "Wouldn't you be? The boy is hot." "Then fuck him good. Hopefully he won't try to rape anyone if he gets it enough. But you better be able to fuck me soon too. I need my hole used once in a while. I'm going back to chowing down on some fine Marine ass. Carry on." Meanwhile, about an hour later, Casey was finishing for the day at the windmills just north of town across Interstate 10. It was another hot day and he couldn't wait to get naked by the pool at home. Make a good dent in a six pack probably. Smoke some weed if anyone has any. Maybe even go to the motel next door and see if any strange was available. He was definitely hot and horny. If he wasn't able to fuck someone, someone better fuck him. As he was walking to his truck he removed his tee shirt. The sweat was pouring from his body, but his own scent was turning him on more. When he got to the truck he opened the door and threw his tee shirt onto the passenger seat. Then he took off his belt and did the same with it. Just before he put his foot up on the floor board to unlace his boot he heard his name behind him, "Hey Casey." He turned around and saw Beau Stevens coming towards him. Beau and his son, Luke, who must have been 19 now, behind Beau. They were neighbors in Temecula. Beau and Casey bonded over "Q". Just as Casey was about to say something, a two by four hit him over the head. He was out. Beau looked around and the coast seemed to be clear. He and Luke, after they locked up Casey's truck, took Casey to Beau's work van and threw him in the back on a couple of old furniture blankets. The sides of the van had shelves with plumbing parts on them but the floor in between the shelves was clear. Beau worked for himself as a plumber which gave him too much time to think. He was wrapped around the "Q" conspiracies more than Casey had ever been. Luke wasn't on board with "Q" but he loved his dad and he would do just about whatever he wanted. Beau had told Luke that his one time friend, Casey, had gone astray and they needed to bring him back. Luke thought his dad was a little off. Nuts even. But he helped him anyway. Beau was in his early fifties, white and muscular. He was also a bigoted Trump loving asshole. But, it was just him and Luke for years, living on their own in Temecula. His wife died when Luke was four. She had no family and Beau's family, what was left of them, was back in Florida. Casey had told Beau about his 'missions' to the motel before moving away. Trying to find out where the gays kept the children. The ones they sex traffic'd. But, towards the end, Casey was showing some doubts, a lot of doubts. Told Beau that he didn't think it was true. Beau tried to convince him that it was. It had to be true. "Q" said so. But Casey said there was no sign of it. "Q" must be wrong. Beau wasn't having any of it. Recently, Beau had tracked Casey down. He was obsessed with finding out what happened to Casey. At first he thought the gays harmed him when they found out what he was doing, his missions. But, when he found out he was alive and well he paid more attention. Casey was living right next to that motel with a bunch of guys. Gay guys. They had indoctrinated him. Beau, in his mind, was rescuing Casey. He was sure the gays brainwashed him. Beau was going to get him back on the right track. Afterall, they were friends. Brothers in a war against the woke in this country. Nothing he could do about the boy. He was sure young Bash was too far gone. Probably sold off as a sex worker by now. That was why the gays probably wanted Casey. For the boy. He was almost sure of it. As far as Bash goes, Luke knew better. He and the boy had been alone together more than a few times. Luke would never let his father know about those times. He was afraid his father would kill him. He knew what his father thought about gays. Luke would never let his father know that he was one. Luke looked like a rougher version of Jacob Elordi. Just not as tall. Jacob Elordi is 6'5". Luke barely makes 5'10", 5' 9 1/2 really. And Luke was wearing what he usually wore. He was unshaven and wore a 'wife beater' with his worn out, threadbare, board shorts and flips. Freeballing his thick cock. A shower and a grower. It definitely was outlined in those shorts. A tee shirt was dressing up for Luke. He hardly ever wore even a shirt anyway, except for at work. Luke's young muscular tanned body was kept in shape by riding his mountain bike constantly. He worked out his upper body at home as well with his dad. He played baseball in high school. He was built well but Beau was afraid his son was a stoner, Luke barely smokes the stuff. He has but not to the degree his dad thinks. Luke thought his dad would really worry if he knew what went on in his head. Luke was taking a gap year between high school and college. Working with his dad so that he could earn some extra cash before going to San Diego for college. He actually qualified for some scholarships but it wasn't enough. Student loans scared him so he was trying to figure that all out before he went. His dad wasn't rich so he would have to find a way to pay for it. Now, here was Luke sitting in the back of his dad's hot van, probably helping his dad commit a felony. At least it will be if Casey presses charges, he thinks. Or does that matter? He wasn't sure. Now Luke was just scared. Sweating so much his wife beater became see through. So far all he did was help his dad get Casey into the van. Wasn't that enough to be an accomplice? Casey was heavy, that's for sure. Even half Casey's weight was almost too much for Luke. Casey was definitely a slab of beef. As his dad drove the van back to Temecula Luke sat up against the shelves on the floor admiring Casey's shirtless torso. His jeans were wide at the hips and Luke could see Casey's treasure trail disappear into the darkness under the jeans. Luke wondered if it was true and Casey had become gay like his father said. Bash obviously was and loved for Luke to fuck him. Luke didn't mind fucking him either. He had a thing for Bash. Although Bash was probably too young for him. Luke was fucking him before Casey came back from oversees so Bash must have been thirteen or fourteen when Luke was sixteen. Luke had never been fucked himself. But if he was to find someone that he wanted to fuck him Casey would certainly fit the bill. Luke found himself getting hard in his worn boardshorts. Looking over Casey's body and the bulge in his jeans. He could smell Casey's scent as well. So earthy, musky and sexual. Luke was getting lost in his thoughts until his dad's voice brought him back to reality. "You better at least tie his hands, son. If he wakes up he might be confused and put up a fuss. Won't realize he's being rescued." Luke almost laughed. His dad still thought he was rescuing Casey. If Casey wanted to be rescued Luke was sure he could take care of himself. Just look at him. And he was a Marine to boot. Luke knew at that moment that they weren't doing anything short of kidnapping him. And Luke was going to help Casey get out of this. Beau really couldn't see in the back of the van. He had a divider between him and the compartment. Just some holes in the middle of the top of the divider. That's how Luke heard him. Luke took off his shirt and tossed it aside. Then he carefully felt Casey's chest and stomach. Making sure there was not a reaction. When he was sure Casey was still out cold he let his hand wander down to Casey's crotch. Just to feel the mound and heat coming off of the man's body. Then, while his right hand was on Casey's crotch, he lifted Casey's arm with his left hand. Exposing his moist pit. Luke stuck his nose right in Casey's underarm. Huffing the scent as much as he could before he finally licked it. He couldn't help himself anymore. After he gnawed on Casey's pit for a while he licked and explored him everywhere. He even let his hand travel under Casey's jeans. For the next half hour he explored Casey's body. He knew it was wrong. Taking advantage of someone like this while they were out cold. But it felt like it was his only chance to ever experience anything like this. His own cock throbbed in his shorts. After the long drive Beau drove his van right into the large garage next to the house. It was sort of one of those barn-like out buildings that could accommodate larger vehicles. It also had a large dog pen in it. Sans a dog. After Beau parked the van he got out and went to the dog pen. He had already put a camping cot in it and a sleeping bag. He opened the gate. The pen was six feet high and 8x6 dimensions. So there was plenty of room for the man. Then he went to the back of the van to open it up. Luke had composed himself about ten minutes before they stopped. He even spilled a bottle of water on himself to cover his precum stains on his shorts. Then he loosely tied some rope around Casey's wrists. Just to please his dad. But the rope was so loose Casey could just push it off. Casey was still out cold. Luke helped his dad get Casey into the pen on top of the cot. "Don't worry son. I'll make sure he has plenty of water and I'll bring him food in the morning. He'll be alright for now." But Luke was worried. Wasn't sure what he should do. But the barn wasn't too hot at least. It was only 89 outside up here in the hills. Not like Palm Springs where it was over a hundred every day this time of year. But it was still warm and stuffy. Luke went back to the house with his dad and they had a normal evening. Well, normal for a closeted teen with a right wing nut job as a dad who had just kidnapped an old friend. Luke stayed in his room and tried to get distracted with his Xbox. Beau watched some Newsmax and then switched it to Fox for some more brain washing. Luke kept his headphones on so he didn't have to hear it. Luke was still shirtless and now barefoot at this point. He usually was at home. His dad was usually pretty casual too. Beau was known to just hang out in his boxers. Luke was just careful. Didn't look at his dad's body too long. Didn't want to throw any red flags up. But if he let himself look he would get turned on. His dad was still hot, even at his age. Luke's mind wandered to Casey. Laying on that cot shirtless, wrists tied, in just his jeans and boots. The Puerto Rican man was hot. He was surprised his dad wanted to help Casey given his ethnicity. But Beau had said before, in a muted voice, Puerto Rican's weren't Mexicans, so it was ok. But Luke wondered about other things about Casey. Like, mainly, where that treasure trail ended up. Bash had been sort of hung for his age so Luke wondered if he had inherited that from Casey. Luke hoped so anyway. From the soft mound of flesh he felt earlier it could have grown into a monster. Or it could just be short and thick. He wished he could find out. After a small dinner Beau fell asleep in his recliner in his underwear with the fan pointed right at him. Luke knew he would be out for the night. Luke usually stayed up till midnight at least. So, Luke decided to go check on Casey, and maybe get another peak at the man's attributes. He went out the backdoor. There was a concrete sidewalk that led straight to the barn/garage so he didn't bother with his flips. Just had on his low slung boardshorts. Usually when his dad was asleep like this he would just drop the shorts on the back porch and walk around the property naked. But he kept his shorts on since Casey might be awake. If Casey was awake he hoped he didn't make too much noise. He would make sure and close the door when he got into the garage. All Luke wanted was a peak anyway. When Luke got inside he closed the door tightly and then went further into the garage where the pen was. There was a small undercounter light on one of the work benches. It was just enough to see Casey still on the cot. Beau had at least set up a water jug off to the side inside the pen with plastic glasses. Luke quickly went into the cage and took the rope off of Casey's wrists. Then he, just as quickly, secured the gate to the pen. Luke brought a folding chair to the side of the pen and sat down on it. He was close to the side Casey was on. Leaning on the chair, with his elbows on his knees and his nose almost in the chainlink fence of the pen, he looked Casey over. Casey just looked like he was peacefully sleeping. Then Luke noticed that Casey's feet were bare. His dad must have done that when he brought the water. The boots, with the socks draped over them, were outside the pen. There was a blanket to the side of the cot too, not that Casey would get cold in this structure, but it was a nice thought. From a kidnapper anyway. Luke sat there and wondered what he should do. He couldn't decide if he was more scared of his dad or going to jail. He definitely was more scared of jail. He already knew what his dad was capable of. But he didn't know how horrible jail was. But he was pretty sure it was horrible. After about an hour Casey started to stir. Luke sort of panic'd. He looked over to make sure all the doors were closed. Even though he knew they were. He just hoped his dad couldn't hear anything. Then he looked back at Casey with fear. Casey's eyes started to blink. Then a groan as he tried to sit up. Then he grabbed the back of his head. Held it as he groaned deeper. Luke thought that there must be a pretty good lump on the back of his head. He would get him ice later, if he let him, if he stayed quiet. Luke felt like hours went by as he watched Casey gain consciousness. But it was only for a few minutes. Then Casey blinked his eyes rapidly, coming awake, and looked around with panic in his own eyes. Noticing the cage he was in. It was a good solid minute before Casey noticed Luke. Then Casey seemed to focus on the young stud in front of him. Ungroomed like a country teen but still hot. Casey mind went from 'where the fuck am I' to 'who's the young piece of meat'. Then as he became more aware he recognized the teen, "Luke?" Casey said, barely getting the words out, his head hurt so bad, "Luke, is that you?". He wasn't sure. The last time he saw Luke he was like 17 or 18 or something. This was a man/child sitting in front of him. "Yeah, it's me. Keep your voice down." Luke warned. "What? Where am I? What's going on?" Casey said in a deep whisper. Not because he was being quiet on purpose. But, because his head hurt badly. "You're at our house." Luke simply said. "What? In Temecula? What am I doing here? Why am I in this cage?" Casey asked, now more confused. "Just stay quiet please. I'll tell you. Then you tell me what to do. I can't let you out but I can get you help. I just need to know what to do." Luke begged. "Ok, auggh, ok. Just tell me what happened." Casey asked. Now being quite on purpose. "Dad took you here. Thinks you've been brainwashed into being gay. Thinks your friends sold Bash off to sex slavery." Luke said. "What? Bash is at the house. The only sex he has is the sex he wants. What is wrong with Beau?" Casey wondered out loud, "Has he lost his mind?" But Casey knew only too well what all that conspiracy stuff can do to someone's mind. Especially someone with PTSD like both he and Beau had. Beau wasn't a Marine, he was a Navy Seal. He saw worse stuff than Casey did. Back in the day. "I don't know. What should I do?" Luke asked. He knew Casey would help him. He hoped anyway. Casey looked at Luke and smiled for a minute, "When did you get so grown up? It must be two years?" "Finished high school so all I do is workout and work with dad. Nothing else up here to do." Luke allowed himself to answer to distract him from the panic he felt inside. But he was sort of happy that Casey noticed he was grown up. He even noticed Casey raking his eyes over him. "I don't want to go to jail Casey. I know he kidnapped you. What do we do?" "Do you have a phone?" Casey asked. He was looking at the boy. Remembering how horny he was before all this happened. Remembering what Bash had said about Luke's cock. It was long and thick. "Yeah. But reception is spotty around here at best. But I can walk out onto the road if I have to. Sometimes it gets better out there." Luke said. "Ok, do that. Call a guy named Patrick. Um, do you have something to write a number down with?" Casey asked. "Hold on." Luke got up and went to the workbench. He found a Sharpie and a piece of wood. He brought them back, "Go ahead." Casey gave him the number. Told Luke that Patrick was FBI but also a friend. "But dad has guns. I think they're in the safe except for the shotgun." Luke said. "And if anyone drives into the driveway an alarm goes off." "Tell Patrick that. He'll know what to do. Just tell him everything. He'll get your dad help. Make sure he's brought in for Psych evaluation. Tell him I said that. He'll know. Ok? Can you do it?" Casey asked. Casey couldn't help looking over the young man again. Even in this state he could be pervy. Bash said Luke's cock felt so good and full inside him. Casey wondered for a moment if the young stud would like to fuck a Marine. Or get fucked. He was easy. Then Casey asked, to lighten the mood, and to help Luke help him, "So Luke? Bash?" "Yeah, what about him?" Luke asked, confused. "You and he sort of experimented together," Casey said. Then he saw the panic in Luke's eyes. "It's alright son. He told me. Said you threw a pretty good fuck. Told me you had a nice thick cock. Your dad doesn't know I'm guessing." "God no. He'd kill me. Then skin me as I was dying. He hates fags." Luke said, and then his eyes went wide after, like he had insulted Casey, "Sorry, but you know how he is." "It's alright. And I am a fag. A lot happier than I've ever been. Gave up on the bi thing even. Nothing like a male." Casey assured him, "You think you're gay or bi?" Casey asked. "Women turn me off. I played it up for the old man but I sort of miss Bash." Luke was honest. "Well, I miss him a lot." "Tell you what, let's get this settled and I'll take you to see Bash. Him and Rico would love another young guy at the house." Casey said. "Rico?" Luke asked. "I'll explain later. Where's your phone?" Casey asked. Luke took it out of his pocket. Casey looked at him in surprise. He thought he would have to go and get it. "I was ready to call someone. Just didn't know who." Luke explained when he saw Casey's reaction. Casey just nodded ok. Luke tried right there first. The reception was spotty but it seemed to work. He got Patrick on the phone right away. He explained who he was and what had happened with Casey. Gave him the address. Then he put the phone up to the cage. Casey told Patrick that he was fine. Just a bump on the head. He was in a cage and thought he better stay there till they got here. Then Casey said, "Make sure the kid is left out of this. Luke. He's helping me. His dad is not a bad guy. Bad PTSD and brainwashing. But he's not a bad man. He needs help." Luke heard Patrick say on the other end, "Copy that" Then Patrick said that they would come in tonight, soon. For Casey and Luke to stay in the garage at all times so that they knew where they were at. It would take an hour but they would be there. Then Patrick said, "You know once I tell the family, especially Pat and Shay,..." "Yep, just tell them to stay back and let your team do their job. No one needs to get hurt." Casey said through the fence into the phone. Once they hung up Luke asked, "Family? Your Family?" Casey smiled and said, "My new family. Well, Bash is part of it too. Your dad was right. They brainwashed me. The good kind of brainwashing. Filled with love. I live with Shay and Pat, fellow Marines. They are a couple. There is also Vic, another Marine, and his little brother Rico. And the newest member, Gary, who is sort of with me. I think. We're working through it to see if it sticks." "He's a Marine too?" Luke asked. "And all gay?!" "Yep, a group of misfits that found each other. Wouldn't give them up for anything. Patrick, the FBI guy, who you called, his lover is a Marine as well. They have their own place. We have other Marine friends. Billy and Pike." Casey said. Then he added, "We'll help you. We don't leave anyone behind. Not even your dad. But your dad is going to get the help he needs. He may have to do a little time. I'm not sure. I just hope he doesn't shoot anyone. Then I won't be able to help him." Luke shook at that idea. But he knew his dad only had that one shot gun out of the safe right now. "I'll be right back. I have to hide something." Casey looked at him weird. "Don't worry. Just making sure he won't be able to get to a gun too quickly." Luke said and he took off. Luke was back in ten minutes. When Luke got back to the pen Casey was standing up and pissing out into the barn, "Sorry I had to go." Casey said. Luke just stood there staring. Wondering what Casey's piss smelled like. What his crotch smelled like. Casey caught the curiosity. Casey put his cock back in his pants but didn't fasten them. Left his pubes and the top of his cock on display. He went right up to the side of the cage where Luke was standing on the other side and put his hands up on the chain link fence horizontal support pipes that made the roof of the cage. He bent his knees to give himself headroom. His pits exposed and his torso stretched showing off his muscular physique. Basically hanging off of the supports. Casey knew he was flirting right now but he was curious to see the boy's reaction. "It's hot in here." Casey said, catching the scent of his own body. Slightly turning his head to sniff his own pit. Hoping the boy caught it. Wondering if he was a pig like the rest of them. Bash said he knew how to fuck but he didn't mention any kinks. Luke let out a bit of a whimper and then said, "Yeah, um, it is." Luke said, feeling the stirring in his own crotch. The man's musk surrounding him. Making his knees weak. Luke loved man smells, locker room smells, bathroom smells. He knew he was weird but he didn't care. And Casey was checking off all his weird kinks. Luke wondered if Bash knew how fucking hot his father was. By the look on Luke's face Casey got his answer. He would be able to bring Luke home with no issues. "He's still asleep, thankfully. I put the shotgun upstairs and locked the bedroom door. It has the safe in it too. He can get in but it will take him a few more minutes." Luke reported. Then he said, "In the van, on the way here...." "Yeah?" Casey said. "Well, um, I sort of ...um...I" How was Luke going to tell him that he basically molested him. But he knew he had to. "Just tell me, son. Did your dad do something?" Casey asked. "No, I did. I...um....touched you." Luke said really fast and then let out a deep breath. Casey's eyes went wide and then his mouth betrayed amusement. "Touched me how?" He had a feeling he knew how. His cock started to get blood in it. Thinking how he wished he knew the kid was a pervert when he lived here. "Um...I was curious, and, well, you are shirtless and stuff, so I ..." Luke began. "Molested me?" Casey asked. Trying really hard not to smile or chuckle. "Did you slip a hand in my pants too?" Luke's eyes went wide now as Casey put a word to what he did, then he answered. "Well, I'm sorry. I know you probably hate me. I should never have done it. I just didn't think I would have another chance. But I wanted to be honest." Luke was talking real fast now. "Luke. Look at me." Luke didn't move so Casey said it again. "Luke. Luke, look at me!" Luke finally looked up. "I'm not mad. But tell me exactly what you did." Casey said. He was still standing there the same way. His hands above him. His torso stretched. His arms supported him as he hung off the support bars. His jeans were about to fall off of him. Only being held up by his thick thighs. Luke told him. Everything. Casey started to get hard. He couldn't help it. As his cock rose above his opened fly Luke let out a bit of a whimper or moan again. Casey caught it so Casey pushed himself more up against the fence of the pen and pushed his cock through one of the holes. "Take a taste baby. I'll give you more after this is all over. But you can have a taste now. Would you like that?" Luke fell to his knees and sucked Casey right into his mouth. As much as he could anyway. Casey only let it go on for a little while even though he wanted to shove his load down the boy's throat. "Ok, ok, as much as I'd like this to go on we have no idea when they'll get here. Not that my family would mind but the rest of the agents might. We'll continue this later. You want to continue this later? We can do whatever you want, babe. Whatever and whenever you want. You like that boy?" "God yes!" Luke said, and then, "But Bash." "I think Bash would like to join in. Or, if you mean you'd rather be alone with Bash..." Casey said. "No!" Luke answered quickly. Too quick he realized. "I mean..." "It's ok son. I know what you meant. And at our house it's fine. Anything you want." Casey assured him. 20 minutes later they heard something outside. Casey had a feeling they would park down by the road and come in on foot through the property. Avoiding the driveway and its alarm. That seems to be what they did. They didn't go up the driveway that's for sure because they didn't hear the alarm Beau had set up. Luke said they would have heard it. The raid was quiet and happened without any guns going off. Luke had left the side door to the house unlocked. He told Patrick exactly where to go. Then they heard Beau going off on the agents. Using every anti-government conspiracy he could. But he was detained. Luke looked relieved. Casey finally closed his pants and waited. Much to Luke's dismay. But just in time. Soon the garage doors opened up. Agents came in as well as two EMT's. They got Casey out of the cage and examined him there. They were going to transport him to the hospital. Casey didn't want to go but he didn't have much choice. The agents then cornered Luke and questioned him. Casey told him how to handle it and he listened. Besides, Patrick had already told the agents to go easy on the kid. The victim requested it. Shay and Pat showed up a few minutes later, after the all clear, with Patrick. They just had to see that Casey was alright then they let everyone do their job. Casey noticed that they were dressed pretty respectfully. Both in sort of cargo shorts, regular tee shirts and some sort of sandals. It was odd seeing them so covered up. Even though for most people that would be casual. But not for his men. Before the EMT's put Casey in the transport Casey said to Shay, "Take care of Luke. He's just 19, been through hell with his father. He'll need some friends tonight." And then he said, just before Shay stood up, "He's like us. But go easy on him." Shay knew at that moment Luke was into men. And Casey must have been 100 percent positive about it. "We don't leave anyone behind, brother. Especially our own. No worries." Shay said before he put his forehead on Casey's forehead. As far as love went, Pat and Casey had Shay's heart. Still. It wouldn't change. No matter who ended up with who. Pat and Shay. Casey and Shay. Casey and Pat. It just didn't matter. They loved each other deeply. At home Shay and Pat had left Vic and Rico in bed. Once Pat had gotten home from the garage he went into the bedroom to find Vic fucking Rico and Rico sucking Shay's cock. It turned Pat on so much he walked right up behind Vic and started to fuck him. Vic had a load up him already. He suspected it was Shay's. Found out later it was. Vic and Rico wanted to come too but Pat and Shay figured the less the better. They would call them later. Now, Shay and Pat walked over to Luke. The agents were done with him. For now. "Luke, right?" Shay asked. He gave his shy flirting grin when they got to Luke. "Yeah?" Luke said a bit on guard. This Shay guy was huge and just as hot as Casey. Just white. He wasn't sure who these guys were but they knew Casey. He saw the bigger guy, Shay, talking to him. Luke was still standing there in just his shorts. He wasn't worried about it. Never even gave it a thought actually. But Shay noticed. Even after all the sex he had earlier this young man was flipping something inside of him. Shay and Pat took more notice of the hot, unkempt man/child now. He was definitely a turn on. His worn shorts complimented his physique. The young man had thick thighs and a nice round ass. Pat was willing to believe it was a baseball player's ass. He would find out soon that he was right, with some mountain biking mixed in. But they kept their pervy minds at bay for the moment. Trying to put the boy at ease. "I'm Shay and this is Pat. We live with Casey. Casey thought you might want to hang at our house for a couple of days. Till all this blows over at least. What do you think?" Shay asked. "You're an adult so it's up to you." "Are you serious? Look, I'm sorry about all this. My dad just isn't right." Luke said. He really didn't want to be alone. But should he leave? What would his dad say when he found out? "Yeah, we know, son. We've all been there. Not right. Listen, you don't want to be alone. We have room, a pool, and plenty of food. We'll let you sneak a beer or two if you want. Or would you rather stay here?" Pat asked this time. Luke thought about it for a minute. He was reluctant to go into an all gay home. He didn't know how to act. He didn't know if he would be hard the whole time and embarrass himself. But these guys seemed totally normal, masculine and hot. Staying home he would be nervous and alone. "I guess I'll lock up. What should I pack?" Shay smiled at him and said, "Just grab a toothbrush and whatever you feel like you need. We hang out at the pool mostly so don't be shy. We don't have much need for clothes at the house. All guys. Just bring a couple things." Luke went in and threw a couple of shorts, flips and tee shirts in his backpack with his toothbrush. Included his wallet and keys. He didn't even think of putting on a shirt or shoes. He was so used to being this way. He locked everything up and went back to the garage. Shay helped him lock up there after the agents left. There wasn't much evidence to gather. They went over the pen pretty well already. Talked about bringing it with them but then thought against it. They did have the van towed away though. It was part of the crime and the two by four that Beau used on Casey was still in it. While they locked up Luke admitted to Shay that he had a car, and then pointed it out in the driveway. He explained he didn't think it would make it to Palm Springs. He had trouble with it before on longer trips. He just used it mostly for around Temecula. "No worries. If you decide you want it we'll have it towed to the garage and Pat can look at it. Maybe in a couple of days. Or when you start to feel stranded. We want you to feel comfortable and safe." Shay smiled at him again. Luke could do whatever Shay said with that smile looking at him. But, at the same time, he was wondering why these guys were being so nice to him. When they got to Shay's truck Shay turned to Luke and asked, "You coming like that?" A smile formed at his lips. "I guess I should put on a shirt or something." Luke said, feeling stupid for not even thinking about it. "Bro, not for us. Again, I just wanted to make sure you're comfortable. I already told you we don't have much need for clothes. Wear what you got on or not. Up to you." Shay said testing the waters. Then he took off his own shirt to drive the point and threw it in the back seat before he climbed in the truck. He took off his sandals then and put them in the back as well. Then looking out the passenger window he said, "Bench seat, you could sit in the middle with us in front or in the back, again, your choice." Luke wanted to feel safe and not alone so he went up to the passenger side door of the truck and got in the front seat. He tossed his backpack into the back seat. "There you go. Part of the family already." Shay said as he grabbed Luke's knee. Luke liked the feeling he got with the guy's hand on his knee. His dad was never affectionate with him even though he longed for it. Pat climbed in after Luke. When Pat was in the truck he kicked off his flips, took off his shirt and then took off his shorts. Luke watched with his eyes wide open. He didn't mind, just never had anyone do that before. "Pat really hates clothes." Shay laughed. "Get comfortable if you want." He said to Luke. Luke sat there for a moment confused and thought about what Shay said. Pat was really hot and he wanted to fuck him bad. But Shay was like Casey. Luke thought that if anyone could have his ass virginity it was Casey or Shay. Luke took off his board shorts and threw them in the back seat as well. His cock betrayed his thoughts and was laying half hard on his thigh. Just Shay still had on shorts. "Well, I'm not going to be the party pooper." Shay said before pulling off his own shorts. Revealing his thick cock to Luke. Then he said, "Pat, how lucky are we to have this young stud between us?" "Pretty damn lucky, brother. I'm sure the boys will like to have him around. Bash and Rico would like someone closer to their age. I'm sure Vic and Gary would love to get to know him as well. You're going to have a lot of new friends bud." Pat said to Luke. That was something Luke never really had. Friends. Bash was sort of a friend. But other than him he was sort of a loner. Especially in high school. It wasn't that he was a nerd or whimp. He could hold his own. He was muscular and could fight easily if he had to. But other kids could sense he was a little off. Not totally like the rest of them. But Luke kept his grades up and loved PE class and baseball. He really loved the lockerroom. Played the laid back white trash jock well. Where he lived most of the young high school jocks were casual about clothes. Mostly redneck or hispanic kids. They all turned Luke on. So he took his sexual frustrations out on working out. Now, at almost 19, he had the body of a very fit man instead of a high school boy. But his social skills were more of a junior high school student. Pat put his arm behind Luke's head on the back of the seat. Luke had already gotten a whiff of Shay's scent but when Pat put his arm up like that a whole new scent surrounded him. He felt his cock growing more in his lap. Luke loved the scent of a man or teenage boy. He liked a lot of things. Some of them he hadn't tried with another person yet. But he was willing to try them all. Pat noticed the young man's cock starting to get hard and he took off his seat belt, turned his body around and got on his knees on the floorboard. "Slide over to my seat, stud." Pat said. Luke wasn't sure but he thought he might be getting a blow job. He took off his belt and slide over. Out of habit he put the seatbelt back on when he changed seats. Shay was watching out of the corner of his eye, his own cock having a reaction. Pat was cramped. His big body barely fitting under the dash. He grabbed the seat adjustment bar and pushed their half of the bench seat all the way back. At least his back wouldn't be up against the dash anymore. Then he just slid Luke's cock into his mouth. Taking him straight down his throat. Then he put his hands under Luke's thighs, lifting them a little. The boy tasted and smelled musky. Almost manly but not quite. Then, before Luke knew what was happening, Pat spit out his cock, lifted his legs and went for his hole. It was a first for Luke. He had eaten Bash's hole before but no one had ever done him. He found himself whimpering and almost squirming in his seat. Shay reached over and caressed Luke's chest and shoulder. Then he asked, "Is this ok? Are you ok?" Knowing that the boy probably had little experience. "Fuck, fuck yes it's ok. Please...." The sensations were getting to good for Luke. "I'm gonna.." was all he got out before Pat took him in his mouth again. Luke shot off down his throat. Pumping out volleys of cum. More that he has in a long time. Since he last fucked Bash, he thought. Luke collapsed against the seat almost leaning towards Shay. Shay saw this and grabbed Luke behind the neck and pulled him down to his lap. "Come on, lay down. That must have taken a lot out of you." Shay offered his lap. Luke accepted it. As Luke laid his head on Shay's lap Pat got back up in the seat and put Luke's legs on his lap. He massaged and caressed them as Shay drove. Soon he was feeling up Luke's ass and digging into his trench every now and then. Luke loved the attention. Pushing his ass back onto Pat's hand now and then. Even though he had just come he was horny as hell and these two studs were not helping. Shay's cock was still hard and was now up against the back of Luke's head. Luke felt it. He wondered what it looked like up close. What it tasted like. He didn't take long to think about it. He went for it. He was soon licking Shay's cock like a lollipop. Taking about a third of his shaft in his mouth every now and then. Tasting Shay's musk and sweat. Sticking his tongue down between Shay's balls and thigh. Pat grabbed a bottle of lube out of the glove box and put some on his fingers. First he circled Luke's rosebud with his middle finger. Spreading the lube and massaging it in a little. When Luke seemed receptive to that, by pushing back his ass, he added his index finger. With both fingers he massaged the beautiful boy pussy. Soon Luke started to act like he was in heat. Pat pushed his middle finger in deeper leaving his index finger to keep massaging. Then Luke demanded more. His ass pushing back on Pat's hand harder. Pat obliged and added his index finger. Soon he was pushing his two fingers all the way in and out. And soon Luke was demanding more. Pat added a third finger. Pushing all three in and rotating them. Stretching Luke's hole good. "Want me to keep going?", Pat asked. Luke took Shay's cock out of his mouth for a moment and just said, "Please." Then he was back on Shay. Pat folded Luke's legs and stuck them out towards the dash. Luke was on his side now. Pat got on his side as well. After he lubed up his cock he rested the tip right at Luke's hole. He waited to see what Luke would do. Luke felt the knob of Pat's cock at his hole. He knew what it was right away. He wasn't nervous. He wanted this. Wanted to be taken by a man. Always had. Always wishing his father wasn't crazy and wanted him. Luke wished his dad had used him like he had used Bash. But that would never happen. So, here he was giving his viginity to a stranger. A very hot stranger. He pushed back again. Let Pat know he could continue. "Push out like you're taking a dump, bro." Pat said as he applyed pressure. Luke did as he was asked. When Pat's head popped in he had a searing pain go through his core. But he knew it was temporary. Bash had told him all about his first time and the times after. How it got easier and easier each time. He just had to get through this. Concentrating on Shay's cock helped. He moaned, whimpered and cried out but he didn't tell Pat to stop. Shay had one hand on the wheel and one hand caressing Luke's back. Going up and down his spin. Until he got to his ass. Pushing down till he felt his lover's cock pushing into the virgin hole. A hole he's going to have to wreck later on himself. "You going to give me that cunt when we get home, bro? Going to let me push Pat's load deeper into you?" Shay asked as he kept rubbing Luke's back. "Such a beautiful ass. Needs to be spread open. Kept open. Full of cum. You ok with that, bro? I need to know I can fuck you when we get home. Please." Shay didn't know if he could actually wait till they got home. They were still twenty minutes out. Pat isn't going to last that long. He'll be crazy by the time they park at the motel. "Yes, Please." Luke quietly said into Shay's cock, "Fill me up." "Fuck!" Shay said. Frustrated that he was driving. That they had this hot boy between them and all he could do was cop a feel every now and then. His cock had been leaking pre-snot like crazy. The boy was lapping it up. "Going to have to keep you naked with Gary. In the office. You'll like him. You can fuck him while I fuck you. Hell you can fuck me." Pat looked up at Shay amused. He must be horned up. Shay rarely wants to get fucked. Unless he's ultra horny. Shay caught the look and shrugged his shoulders. He had seen the boy's cock. It was at least 8" and thick. He'd be happy to take it. Maybe him and Pat and Casey can tag team him. Fuck, Shay was horny. And driving himself crazy. Luke spit on his middle finger and found Shay's hole. Shay felt it and moved his left leg so his left foot was on the seat. His right foot stayed on the gas. This was fucking dangerous. All three of them naked on a dark highway. 15 mins from home. He hoped Vic and Rico were still up. They would be. Gary and Bash too. Probably all in bed waiting for the news. Bash wanted to come but we didn't know what we would find so we left him with the other three. Bringing home a new fuck buddy for them. All of them. But someone better fuck him. He could get Vic to. Usually he could rely on Casey. But he's in the hospital. It would have to be Vic, or Pat, fuck it, all of them. Before he knew it they were at the motel. He parked quickly under his carport. Once the truck was secure he opened his door and got out naked. He had crazy eyes going. Pat saw it. "We're going in the play room." Shay announced as he pulled Luke off of Pat. Shay put Luke in a fireman's carry and took in into the office. Gary was there. "Busy?" Seeing the strange naked teenager on Shay's shoulder turned Gary on a bit. "Not at all. What's going on?" "I'm going to fuck the shit out of our new friend. Luke meet Gary. Gary, Luke. What to suck his cock? While I fuck him I'm going to have Pat fuck me. So come on." Shay started out towards the courtyard. Pat had just come in the door as Shay said that he was going to fuck Shay. That hasn't happened in a while. He stopped at the desk while Gary followed the other two. He called the house and told Vic to come to the playroom. "Tell Bash and Rico that Gary needed you." "Don't need to. They're in our room alone. I think Bash is fucking Rico." Vic said, "On my way." He knew going to the playroom meant that it was going to be a group thing with him, Pat and Shay. He didn't know about Luke yet. When Vic got to the playroom he saw Shay fucking a new guy on the fuck bench. Pat was fucking Gary while Gary had his mouth on the new guys cock. And it was a nice cock. "Where do you want me?" "In my ass fucker. I need a cock in my ass now." Shay said. Vic saw the crazy eyes. He didn't question it. He grabbed the lube and lubed up his cock while he squatted down to chow down on Shay's ass first. "I don't need to be kissed! I need to be fucked. Get to it soilder!" Shay said. Vic got up and got behind Shay. Shay was standing but squatting slightly to adjust to the height of the boy's ass. This kept his legs spread and his knees almost out. Vic lined himself up and Shay said, "No reason to go easy. All in, brother." "Sir, Yes, Sir" Vic said quietly behind him. Then he slid his cock in full tilt. Once he was in Shay said, "Fuck the shit out of me. You do the work. I'll fuck the shit out of him with you." Shay sounded desperate. Vic didn't need to be told twice. As much as he always wanted Shay to fuck him he rarely got the opprotunity to fuck Shay. And his ass was tight. He fucked him like a jack hammer. Hard and fast. The dude below Shay must be getting a workout. Once Vic came in Shay's ass and fell out he offered his dirty cock to Gary to clean. Shay looked over at Pat and said, "You cum yet?" As Pat was still fucking Gary. "Not yet." Pat said watching Gary clean Vic's cock. "Sorry Gary. I need Pat right now. Pat come and put that filthy cock in me." Shay said. It wasn't a surprise to Pat. Him and Shay had done some fucked up things together in the past. So Pat pulled out. "Our boy wasn't as clean as he usually is Shay." Pat said with a smirk. "Did I ask? Fuck me fucker." Shay said. Pat was happy to oblige. It was the answer he was expecting from Shay anyway. When he was in the moment like this it didn't matter. The nastier and more depraved the better. As Pat slid his dirty cock into Shay, Shay moaned like a bitch at first. Then he went of with a bunch of seedy, dirty words. He was getting close. "You want my nut Luke? I could give it to Gary." "Give it to me" Luke said between clentched teeth. That was all it took and Shay shot off. Came with a roar while Pat came inside of him. After the few minutes it took to get his wits about him, Shay asked Luke, "Did you cum yet?" "No sir" Luke was still hard as a rock. "Come on, get up, switch places." Shay said as Pat dropped out of him. "But you already came." Luke argued. "When Shay gets the itch to be a bottom he can get fucked all night. Doesn't matter if, or how many times, he comes. You better listen to him. This doesn't happen often." Pat said. "After Luke I can go again, brother." Vic said. Shay turned to Gary, "Can you top for me tonight?" "I'll do whatever you want. I haven't cum yet either." Gary said. Luke got up, which was a chore, since he had never been fucked before. And never dreamed of getting fucked like that. A good raw fuck. He hoped it happened again soon. But, as he stood now, with his cock still hard, he was happy to oblige the big guy and fuck him. "I'm already close, once I get in you..." Luke started. "Just leave a load, son. That's all I ask." Shay said as he positioned himself on the fuck bench. "Got two more lined up after you, maybe three if Pat can get it together." "There is a nice couple staying tonight. They both fucked me in the office earlier. Two tall black guys with long thick cocks. They are the only guests tonight. Said they were going to have drinks by the pool." Gary volunteered. "See if they're out there! Please!" Shay said. His crazy eyes were almost popping out of his head. As Vic was fucking Shay again Gary brought in two tall and fit black males. Both naked and half hard. Gary must have explained the situation and it seems to have given a rise. Pat saw the cocks first and said, "Oh fuck. If this wasn't Shay's night..." Shay turned back to see what that was about and saw the two men. "If they are willing I'll share with you, babe." Shay said as Vic was fucking him hard again. But it wasn't going to happen. Pat didn't get any. He let Shay have all the fun that night. He knew Shay would make it up to him later. The next morning Pat and Gary went to pick up Casey at the hospital. Temecula Valley Hospital. About an hour and a half away. Pat wore gym shorts and a tank top with flips. Gary wore some boardshorts with a wife beater and flips. The way most guys dressed in the desert. All Casey had with him was his jeans so Gary brought him some board shorts and a tee shirt along with flips. Gary didn't look to see the tee shirt he grabbed and when Casey put it on it was one of his shredded gym shirts. Slit down both sides all the way with only the hem still holding the front and back together. And the boardshorts were one of his smaller pair that he hardly wore any longer as he feels like he could bust out of them at any moment. Pat was amused as he saw the nursing staff, both male and female, checking Casey out when he left. Casey was almost indecent. Not that he would mind, but clothes like this are sometimes more embarrasing than just being naked. But then Pat realized that he and Gary weren't exactly all that decent either. And, when he thought about it, the staff was checking all three of them out. Once Casey was wheeled out to the curb, with his rolled up jeans under his arm, he got up and got into the truck. He got in the back seat and told Gary to go ahead and stay up front if he wanted. "Fuck these shorts are tight. When the hell was I ever able to wear them." Casey said as the guys up front heard the velcro open up. Gary looked back and saw that Casey was totally naked. It only took seconds. He was half hard too. While Gary was looking Casey put his hands behind his head and took a sniff of his own pits. "Hey Gary, I reek. Wanna help a brother out?" "Fuck!" Gary said. Feeling trapped in the front seat. It was daylight and they were on a busy street in Temecula. Soon Pat turned onto Hwy 79 but it was still fairly busy on the highway. Then they would join the 10 and be home quick. But it was still an hour. "You gonna tease the boy all the way home?" Pat asked Casey. "It ain't teasing when he knows he can have whatever he wants whenever he wants it." Casey spread his legs out further. "Isn't that right Gary?" "Can you pull over real quick Pat?" Gary asked. Pat grinned and turned on his signal to pull far over onto the shoulder. Gary got out the passenger side and climbed in the backseat. As soon as the back door of the crewcab closed Gary was naked. His mouth was latched onto one of Casey's pits in seconds. Then, as Pat pulled the truck back out onto the highway, Gary was sucking Casey's cock. Gary service Casey's cock, balls and even his ass after Casey turned around in his seat. Gary was at it the whole hour home. Pat didn't mind. He liked the sounds and smells coming from the back seat. He hoped Shay had recovered enough from last night to fuck him when they got home. But he had a feeling everyone would be giving their attention to Casey. The victim of the hour. Would you like Part Eighteen? Write to me! 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