Date: Mon, 4 May 2009 11:59:07 -0700 (PDT) From: T Claybourn Subject: You want me to do what chapter 9 Normal disclaimer if you too young don't read it, if your not into these type of stuff move on. If my spelling and grammer bothers you I am sorry but oh well. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 9 The Cabin We headed for the cabin right after school; I've been there with the family during summer fishing trips. The drive was long and boring; I got tired and tried to sleep, but was not able g to get comfortable, Finally, Ry had me lay with my head on his lap; all that did was get me horny, `cause I could smell him through his jeans; he was as hard as a brick. Every once in a while, he'd adjusted his sitting position so his cock would rub against my face. `Two can play at these games,' I thought, so I rolled over, with my face toward his crotch, adjusted myself so I'd be on my side and, when I breathed (which was a lot), my breath would hit his cock. After about ten minutes of this, I could smell the pre-cum, and a small wet spot was starting to appear. I just smiled to myself. "Having fun?" Ry asked above me. I just nodded `yes', as I put my mouth on the outline of his cock and bit down lightly. He moaned and twisted in his seat, pushing his cock toward me. "Take it out," Ry suggested. He raised the steering wheel so that my head would not hit it. I tried to fish his cock out, but was unable to. "I can't; not enough room," I told him. I felt the car being pulled over to the side of the road. Then it bumped up and down, moved this way, then that; then it came to a stop. "Stay down," Ry said, then got out of the car. Facing toward me, he undid his jeans and pulled his cock out. He spread his legs so his jeans would stay up around his ass cheeks. "Roll over on your back, and pull yours out." I did as I was told. Ry then leaned in so that the head of his cock was just above my mouth. I could not help myself; I licked the line of pre-cum that hung from the slit, and he shivered. He bent over and licked my dick then shifted his weight, and his hip hit the steering wheel. I just laid there, licking the drops as they fell. Ry let out a growl so loud that I could tell he was getting pissed off. He pulled his dick away from my mouth and barked three words. "Back. Seat. Now!" I was there in a flash, with my jeans around my knees. Ry was just opening the door, when I got the pillow under my head just right. The next thing I knew, Ry's knees were by my head, and his wet dick was at my lips, wanting to come in. I opened my mouth just a little, and took in the tip, He pushed a little, and said," "Tease," as he shifted slightly; I tried not to smile. He pushed even more, and I soon felt the tip pass my lips, and then I felt the ring of the head passed through. I relaxed my mouth and let him do the work; he pushed ever so slow, like he did the first time he took my ass. "Oh, shit, Chad!" Ry panted. As he pushed, he laid down on top of me, his tongue lapping the slime off my dick as it dribbled down the shaft. "Where...did... you.... learn... that?" he asked, as he tried to catch his breath. I could only shrug my shoulders. "Oh, geezzz," he muttered, as his dick went down my throat. Once I felt hair on my nose, I started to move my head up and down the best I could. Ry was holding himself up on his knees and hands, as I bobbed up and down; he fucked my mouth and sucked me the best he could. I had him `lost'; he couldn't concentrate on pleasuring me while I was doing what I was doing. So all he did at the time was lick. I felt his cock swell, and I had to push him up off me, so I would not suffocate, or drown under him when he came. Just as I locked lips around the head, he shot, filling my mouth full of his sweet, tart spunk, I made a valley with my tongue, so that when his cum would squirt, it slid down the valley straight down my throat; all I had to do was swallow it eagerly. Once he shot his last load, I just licked it clean. Then he finally went down on me, sucking me hard and fast; it didn't take long for me to fill him with my own spunk. Once I shot, my dick went semi-soft. Ry let it fall from his mouth, moved back, and got up. Putting his hand on his dick, he shook it at me. "Fuck, Pet, you're going to have to do that to dad," he said, with evil grin, "That will blow his mind." I rolled over onto my stomach and looked up at him. He stepped back, then aimed his dick beside the car door and let his piss go, I watched the stream for a few minutes - the smell was strong, and my mind was telling me to do something, I looked at him and then stuck out my tongue, like I was lapping up something. He looked at me, aimed his piss toward me, and let it run off my tongue. As he let the piss hit it, I lapped it a few times to get a good taste of it. When the last few dribbles came from it, I opened my mouth to let him finish off in there. I then swallowed it, giving him a pondering look. "What you think?" he asked, as he zipped up his pants. "Different," I told him. "Think it would be something you would do again?" he asked. "Maybe at least once," I told him, as I got out of the car to take a piss. I just looked at Ry, and shook the last off. "Not a chance," he said, as he got back into the driver's seat. I laid down in the back seat and went to sleep; road trips make me sleepy. The Cabin... "Pet, we're here," Ry said, as he shook my shoulder. "Come on, Pet," Ry said, as I rolled over on to my side, my face toward the back seat. "Pet, up now!" Ry ordered. "Oww! Jesus Christ, Ry! What the hell?" I yelped, as I sat up fast; the swat he gave me was hard, and it stung like hell on the bare ass. "I called you three times," Ry said, leaning into the car. I didn't say anything; I just glared at him, as I rubbed the sting out. "Come on; they're waiting." Ry stepped back so I could climb out of the car. When I went to grab my clothes, Ry stopped me. "No need; no one going to see you; and besides, when you're in the cabin, the only thing you'll have on is what Dad or I hand you," he said, as he took my hand. When I climbed out of the car, the cool air whipped around my naked body. I heard the door open to the cabin, and I looked over and Uncle Dan was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed at the chest. When Ry headed towards the house, I fell in step behind him. As we went up the steps, I kept my eyes on the ground. "Have any trouble, Ry?" Dan asked. "No," Ry said, as he stepped into the cabin, I felt Dan's hand under my chin, as he lifted up my face up so I could look into his face. "You still sure you want" this?" he asked; I nodded yes. He gave me a smile as he stood to the side. When I stepped into the cabin, all I saw was Ry; he was looking around the place. It looked the same as it did the last time I was there. The only thing different was by the two chairs: two big pillows, the type you use for big dog beds, were on the floor beside them. Ry came up beside me, and put his arm around me. "You alright with this?" he asked. I only nodded again. We heard a car pull up; Ry and I looked out the window; dad was pulling up with Dan's truck. He got out and pulled some stuff out of the truck bed. With his arms full, so Ry opened the door for him. Dad came in and headed toward the kitchen. Ry just turned to look at me, when dad didn't say hi to us; Dan just smiled. "Dan, have the other guys got here yet?" Dad yelled out from the kitchen. "Yes, love; they're here; you passed them when you came in," Dan said, as he sat on the sofa. "Oh," Dad said, as he came back into the living room area. He looked at Ry; then at me; back to Ry; then toward Dan. "Dan. that's our boys," Dad said, as if Dan didn't know. "Yes," Dan said. "Oh, hell no! Forget it; no fucking way," Dad yelled, and headed toward the one bedroom. "Chris!" Dan bellowed; dad didn't come back. "Come back in here!" Dan bellowed again, "Be back," Dan said, as he stood up. "Oh, can you put the food away?" Dan asked, as he headed toward the bedroom. After a few minutes, we heard it; Ry jumped; I squirmed a little, but we knew it had to hurt. Then we heard it again. This time it sounded like something hitting bare flesh; "OWWW!" dad yelled out. The sound filled the room about five more times, Dad yelled out each time. Then we heard the door open. "Boys," Dan called out. When we went into the living room, Dad was standing with his hands behind him and his head down. "Please have a seat," Dan said, as he sat in his chair; Dad sat on the pillow beside him; Ry sat in the other chair. Now Ry and I don't do the S&M thing, but I didn't feel right with dad sitting on the floor, while I sat in a chair, so I sat beside Ry on the pillow by his chair. Ry pulled my head closer to his leg and patted my head softly. "The four of us are here to have fun for four days. During this time, Chris and Chad will only wear a thong, or nothing, depending on what Ry and I feel like seeing you in. Since Ry already has Chad in his thong..." Dan sat back and snapped his fingers. Dad got up, toed off his shoes, then his jeans and t-shirt; god, his body was hot. I had to shift, because I was starting to get hard just by watching him strip. Dad then pulled off his socks; folded all his stuff, placed it behind Dan's chair, then sat back down on his pillow. Dan reached over and gave Dad a pat on his head, and pulled his head closer to him. "Since it's late, and I'm hungry, we'll have dinner. Then we'll sit down and talk, and find out what we are going to do," Dan said, giving Dad a light slap to his head. Dad got up and headed toward the kitchen. Ry cleared his throat, and I looked up at him as he jerked his head toward dad. I got the hint and got up and followed dad. We had an easy dinner - sandwiches and beer. Well, they had beer; I had to drink milk, which pissed me off. "Why can't I have a beer?" I asked. Ry just looked at me; usually he'd let me have at least a drink of his. "'Cause you're under age," Dad said. I started to say something smart, but Ry shook his head, and the dads just glared at me; so I shut up and drank the milk. After our quick dinner, Dad and I started to clean up. Dad didn't say much to me; he only gave me a look now and then. I, on the other hand, was checking out his body. "So, this you're idea or Ryan's?" dad asked. "Mine," I told him. He looked at me for a minute, like he didn't believe me, but then gave me a smile. "Why?" Dad asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. How could I tell him I taped him and Dan having sex in mine and Ryan's room? "Oh, come on! Something or someone had to give you the idea," he said, turning me around to look at him. I couldn't look at him; I dropped my eyes to his chest, which was as smooth as mine. "Well, I don't like it one bit, and Dan should have never agreed to it," he said, as he headed out the door. I let out a sigh and followed him out the door. Dan and Ry were sitting in their chairs; Dad went over and sat beside Dan, and I went and sat by Ry; for some reason I felt dirty and cheap after talking to Dad. I could feel Ry gently rub my head, and then I heard a noise. I glanced around; dad was in between Dan's legs, giving him head. Dan was enjoying it a lot, from the look on his face, I turned around and looked at Ry; he smiled and looked down; I didn't have to be told twice; I jumped at it. It only took a minute, and I had Ry's dick out and was licking on it. It didn't take long to get Ry to shoot his load, for the simple reason he was watching his uncle suck his dad. I sat back on my legs and wiped my mouth, as Ry looked over toward the dads. My dad was getting fucked by Dan; I watched for a minute. Then I looked up at Ry and put my thumb in my mouth, like I was blowing it, and then looked at the dads. Ry smiled and then gave me the go-ahead. I crawled over toward them; Dan saw me, but Dad's eyes were closed; his head was on Dan's shoulder; how they could fuck in a chair, I'll never know. I looked up at Dan, then toward dad's dick, and licked my lips. Dan smiled and nodded `yes.' I then took my dad's dick into my mouth; he gasped out loud. His hands grabbed my head, and I thought he was going to pull me off, but he held me down, and fucked my mouth as I sucked him and Dan fucked his ass. I almost shot my load when Ry's tongue touched my asshole. Then his hand grabbed my dick and squeezed. After a several minutes of this type of play, I heard "Dad, may I?" Ry asked. I heard a noise, but was unable to see anything. Then I felt a cool wet finger at my hole; Ry was getting ready to fuck me; one finger went in; then two; and then three. "Ready, Pet?" he asked. Since my mouth was full of dick, I was not able to answer, so I just pushed my ass out toward him. He got the message and took me hard. I tried to gasp, but when I opened my mouth, dad's dick went down my throat. "Oh, shit!" Dad yelled out, Ry and dad moaned, "I need to cum!" Dad yelled. "No," Dan ordered. Then all you heard was grunts, moans, and more grunts, and the slapping of Ry's balls against my ass. Since I was nose deep in these, I could smell sweat, ass funk, cum, and piss, which turn me on even more. My dick was so hard and dripping, it wasn't even funny; it just hurt. Then it happened; Dan grunted loud, and then roared, "Cum!" he bellowed. Dad shot his load into my mouth; I came all over the floor, my ass tight around Ry's dick, and then, "Oh, fuck!" Ry shouted, slamming hard into me. Then I felt Ry shoot his load into me. Then we all went still, I still had the head of dad's dick in my mouth, sucking on it like I would my thumb, with my head resting on his thigh. We were all breathing heavy.