Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2008 12:37:51 -0600 From: twocatmen Subject: Drew Series, Part 17 (gay/incest/raunch) DISCLAIMER: 1:00 PM 01/06/08 This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit acts of boys discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic writing about sex between underage boys and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal use, but if you wish to re-post it at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the subject matter distasteful or offensive, then please leave now. Copyright 2007 Twocatmen, All Rights Reserved. The rain didn't let up at all until well after supper. Bein' shut up inside all day, we all did what came natural and fooled around a lot while Uncle Jack and Daddy watched and drank a lot of beers. By nine o'clock, those two were passed out cold on the couch. Bud and me helped Daddy up, while Jesse and Mark helped Uncle Jack. We got `em back to Daddy's bedroom and laid Uncle Jack in bed on his back facin' downward, and Daddy facin' up, so they'd have somethin' to do when they woke up. Once we had those two tucked in, the rest of us congregated around the kitchen table. Jesse asked, "What we gonna do now?" "We can fool around some more," I eagerly offered. Bud put his arm around me and suggested, "Whaddya say we go down and scope out the station?" "But I thought she was only there on Saturday nights," I replied. "Most guys go out there on Saturday nights for blowjobs, but she is supposedly there almost ever' night, and especially on weekends," Bud explained. "I figure since it's Friday, we might have a good chance of catchin' her. Whaddya say?" "Let's do it," Jesse agreed. Mark and I nodded our approvals. I could see Bud was workin' things over in his head. He started givin' out instructions. "Jesse, you and Mark run over and get some clothes on and don't forget to bring your lock kit. Drew and me'll round up a flashlight and we'll all meet out on the patio. A few minutes later we were all dressed and outside. It was still cloudy, and what little daylight there was would be gone soon. There was an excitement in the air, but also a little apprehension. "I think we should wade down the creek," Bud said. "The woods'll be too wet and muddy." He headed off down the trail with us all followin' in behind. Once we got to the water, we took off our shoes and waded out in the creek. It was a little higher because of the rain, but Bud and me knew the shallow parts. It weren't long before we came to the old highway bridge and climbed out on the cement stacked underneath. We stopped long enough to put our tennis shoes back on. None of us really talked much, and when we did say somethin', it was in a hushed tone. As we reached the wooden fence, we scoped out the station and everythin' looked quiet. Mark asked, "Do you think she's already in there?" "Let's find out," Bud replied. We headed around back, but there weren't no cars or nothin' parked there. Bud pushed open the bathroom door, and we all followed inside. It was dark and eerie, and I was glad I wasn't all by myself. "Here it is," Jesse whispered as he showed Mark where the hole was. Mark whipped his huge schlong out and stuck it through, but then raised his hands up to indicate no sucker. "Here's what we'll do," Bud said. "Jesse, you'll let us in the front, and Bud and me'll hide in the garage. You come back here and wait with Mark to see if she shows up. Let's set our watches and if she don't show up by eleven, we'll try again tomorrow night. Okay?" "Got it," Jesse replied. They compared their watches, and then Bud, Jesse and me headed out the door. "I'm not stayin' in here all alone," Mark said. He came taggin' along behind us. Mark and me kept watch while Bud held the flashlight on the lock for Jesse. Once it clicked open, Jesse, Bud and me went inside, while Mark kept watch outside. Jesse had to work a long while with the lock to the garage, but he finally got it open. "If she does show up tonight, you and Mark make lots of noise and stuff while she blows you, so Drew and me can sneak up on her," Bud said. Jesse asked, "You want me to let her suck my cock?" "It's the only way we can catch her," Bud explained. "Don't forget to lock the front door on your way out." Jesse didn't seem to keen on that part of the plan, but he went back outside and locked the front door. I could hear him and Mark talkin' some before they walked back around toward the bathroom. Bud checked his watch and showed me it was nearly ten o'clock. We looked around in the dark for a place to sit and wait. Usin' the flashlight, he found us a bench in the corner of the shop, next to some coat hooks. Bud flashed the light briefly on the oil change bay out in the middle, and warned me not to fall in. The shop still smelled like grease and oil, and I started daydreamin' about all the hot sweaty mechanic men that musta worked there. I was startin' to get a boner when I heard footsteps in the gravel outside. I started to say somethin', but Bud cupped his hand over my mouth. There was some fumblin' with the lock at the front door, and then somebody came on in locked the door behind `em. I heard more footsteps and then the closet door opened and closed. Bud whispered in my ear, "She's in." We waited for about another ten minutes or so until we could hear Mark and Jesse's voices in the bathroom. My heart was poundin' as Bud and me crept back up to the garage door that led inside. He turned the knob carefully, and it made a little click, but judgin' from the commotion Jesse and Mark were makin' in the bathroom, nobody could hear it. Openin' the door carefully, we tip toed inside. Bud had the flashlight ready as we approached the closet door. I could hear Jesse whoopin' and hollerin' inside the bathroom like he was havin' the blowjob of his life. I was listenin' and leanin' up against Bud at that point. He turned the knob to the closet and flicked on the flashlight at the same time. Kickin' open the door he stepped inside and shined the light down toward the other end. I stumbled in behind, and my eyes tried to focus in the sudden brightness. In that instant, I could see the girl in the house dress sittin' against the wall, and the blonde wig bobbin' back and forth as she serviced Jesse's cock at the hole. As soon as the light hit her though, she scooted the chair back and stood up. I could see she was tall and had red lipstick smeared all around her mouth. That's when Bud shined the flashlight right in her face, and said, "Pastor Jenkins?" It was really more of a question than a statement. In Bud's voice I could hear the disbelief. "Oh my, oh my, oh my," was all the pastor could say over and over. He was wringin' his hands, and then reached for his black suit and raincoat that were neatly folded on the shelf behind. It was then that I began to realize the full implication of what we'd discovered. Standin' there in front of us was the pillar of so called morality and righteousness in town. He looked so ridiculous in that baggy housedress with his black socks and shiny black shoes on. He pulled off the wig and let it drop to the ground, as he pushed past Bud and me. I could smell that cheap perfume on him. Bud and me didn't follow him out, but listened as he unlocked and opened to door to escape into the night. Jesse yelled out, "You guys okay?" Bud and me were too stunned to reply right away. I was tremblin' all over and my mouth was dry. I heard the bathroom door fly open and the two of them came racin' around inside, slammin' the door closed behind `em. Mark asked, "What happened?" "It was the pastor from the Baptist Church in town," I said. Still barely believin' my words. "He's the sucker." "Damn," was all Mark could say shakin' his head. "The preacher sure gives good head," Jesse commented grinnin'. "You guys okay?" Bud suddenly broke up laughin'. "You shoulda seen his face!" We all started laughin' and Bud punched me playfully in the arm. "I don't know who was more scared, him or Drew here." "I weren't scared," I said defensively. Bud messed my hair and said, "You were shakin' like a leaf, and you know it. I was too! Damn, I still can't believe it." We were all caught up in our discovery, when Mark said, "I hear a car comin'. "Hurry up and lock the door," Bud said to Jesse. Once it was locked, we all piled into the supply closet to hide. Jesse asked under his breath, "Do you think he came back?" "Don't think we'll see him back here ever again," Bud whispered in the blackness. I could make out car tires crunchin' in the gravel outside and then several car door slammin' shut. The bathroom door burst open and I could hear some guys chucklin'. "The bitch better be hungry tonight," one guy said. Bud and me were standin' in the back of the closet, closest to the hole. I felt Bud's hand on my arm as he guided me to the chair in the pitch blackness. I realized then what he wanted me to do, so I sat down while he helped me scoot up next to the hole. "Come on baby, don't keep daddy waitin," the guy said. Judgin' from his voice he was probably in highschool. Leanin' forward in the dark, my lips brushed the end of a hard cock. I licked around the foreskin pucker on the end then wrapped my lips over it. "Shit, she's really doin' it," the guy exclaimed excitedly. I heard some snickerin' from the other guys in the bathroom. I leaned in further and took his cock all the way. It was an average size, maybe six inches or so, but thick and meaty. I dug my tongue in around his skin lookin' for treasure, but he was unfortunately clean. He moaned, "Fuck, this bitch is great!" He started piston fuckin' his cock in and out of the hole, so I just pressed my mouth over the openin' and let him do it. It couldn't have been more than a minute before he cried out and sprayed my mouth with his watery load. I worked my tongue into his piss slit, tryin' to get out every delicious drop. "Get the fuck outta the way," I heard another voice say. As the first guy pulled out a new cock replaced it. This guy had a good crotch stink to him, and when I flicked my tongue over his foreskin, I was rewarded with some tangy crumbs of cheese. His cock was longer, probably about seven inches, but not as thick. Grabbin' his cock by the base, I peeled him back and suppressed a groan as the smell of his rancid cheese filled the closet. Leanin' in, I licked him clean before suckin' him down deep in my throat. He growled, "Fuck ya, you dirty bitch, take it!" His words were slurred some, so I figured they'd all been drinkin'. "Shit, she's lovin' it!" He took a little longer than the first, but it wasn't more than five minutes before he moaned and fed me a load of thick creamy spooge. His was much tastier than the first. I was disappointed when he pulled his dick back through the hole. There was some shufflin' around in the bathroom and I heard the wooden crate slidin' under the hole next. The next cock was the biggest yet, a good eight inches or more and thick. Sadly, the guy was cut, but had a nice sweaty stink to him. His fat cock head felt so good in my throat. He didn't say nothin' while I sucked him. After a couple of minutes, I heard him breathin' heavy and felt his shaft swell up. I pulled back some, and shot after shot of juicy cum filled my mouth. His cum was a little bitter tastin', but not bad. I swallowed it all down, and tongued his piss slit for more. "Let's get the fuck outta here," the first guy said. I heard some laughin' inside the bathroom and the last guy pulled his dick back through the hole. We listened as they slammed the door on their way out, piled back in their car and skidded back out onto the highway. "Damn, that was hot," Jesse said. Bud clicked on the flashlight, and shined it around the room. Mark was crouched down suckin' on Jesse's boner while he stroked his giant schlong. Bud has his shorts down around his knees and was fistin' his meat. I turned to Bud and wrapped my lips around his throbbin' woody. Openin' up my throat, I swallowed him down `til his pubes were ticklin' my nose. "Fuck, Drew, nobody sucks as good as you," Bud hissed. "I wanna learn to do that," Mark commented before returnin' to lickin' on Jesse's hog. Jesse groaned and fed Mark his load, about the same time Bud grabbed my head and thrust his cock all the way down my throat. He finished pumpin' his load straight into my gullet, and I pulled off him gaspin' for breath. Just then, we heard another car drive up. I looked up at Bud and said, "Your turn." We each took turns and must've serviced ten cars worth that night. A couple times they were just singles, but most carloads had three or four guys; one group in a pickup had six. Some were probably high school kids, but there were older guys too. Some were nice and rank and cheesy, while others were borin' and clean. Between times, we fooled around with each other in the closet, and Bud even fucked me while I was suckin' off one group. In the close quarters of the closet, the fetid smell of man funk and sex hung heavy in the air. It got to be about one thirty in the mornin' and things really slowed down. Mark had sucked off a singleton about half an hour earlier, and Jesse asked, "You suppose we should head back?" "Ya, I think we're done here tonight," Bud replied. "Maybe we can come back again tomorrow night." We filed out and as Jesse locked up, Mark said, "With all this practice, I should be an expect cocksucker before too long." We all laughed as we headed down the bank to the creek again. As we waded upstream, I asked Bud, "What you gonna do about Pastor Jenkins?" "I ain't gonna do nothin'," Bud answered. "We scared him off good, so I doubt he'll be back out there. It might be interestin' though if we all showed up at church services someday and sat right up in the front pew." "You're kidding," Mark said. "I'll have to do some thinkin' on it," Bud replied. When we got back home, Jesse and Mark headed on over to their trailer. Bud and me quietly crept inside ours. It was totally black inside, so Bud flicked on the flashlight and we checked back in Daddy's room. He and Uncle Jack were asleep and snorin', but strangely they'd shifted positions. Daddy was now layin' downward, while Uncle Jack was facin' up. "You hungry," Bud asked as we headed back toward the kitchen. "A little," I replied. He grabbed a couple of bananas off the counter. "Haven't had a banana shit for a couple of days. You want one too?" Grinnin', I got the chocolate syrup down out of the cupboard, and followed him back to our bedroom. The next day, Daddy got us up early for breakfast. When he came in our room, I was cuddled up to Bud with my face stuck to his arm pit hairs. Daddy picked up the banana peels off the floor, and just chuckled as he walked out. After we ate breakfast and finished up our chores, Uncle Jack and Daddy went to town to pick up some groceries. They mentioned somethin' about havin' some guys over for a cookout tomorrow, but I was only half listenin'. Jesse and Mark decided to go down to the creek for a swim after lunch, but Bud said he was tired, so me and him decided to take a nap instead. We laid down and slept for about an hour or so until Uncle Jack and Daddy got back. "You boys need to start sleepin' instead foolin' around all night," Daddy scolded as he came into our room naked with his huge cock about half hard. He climbed into bed between Bud and me and put his arms around us. He was sweatin' and rank, so I nestled up to him with my nose in his damp stinky pit hairs. I rubbed my crotch up against his hairy thigh. "Your Uncle Jack and I are havin' a little get together tomorrow for some of the boys," he started. There's some kind of ladies council meetin' after church that's `spose to last all day, so we figured it'd be a good time to get the guys together." Bud asked, "Who's all comin'?" "It's sort of a last minute thing, so we're leaving it open to ever'body," Daddy replied. "We stopped by the bar when we was in town to start gettin' the word out. It'll be a chance for Jack to get reacquainted, and Jesse and Mark will get to meet some of the guys they'll be goin' to school with. I even called Hugo to see if he could stop by, but sounds like he may have a move tomorrow." I asked, "What about Malcolm?" My butt lips oozed open at the mention of his name. "I'll give him a call tonight, but doubt he'll be able to come. That wife of his keeps him on a pretty short leash," Daddy replied. "Mack should be here though and his brother, Dan." Bud asked hesitantly, "Daddy?" Daddy paused for a moment and squeezed Bud's shoulder. Bud continued, "We found out some stuff I think you should know about." "What's that?" Daddy got a serious tone in his voice. Bud asked, "You know that empty station up on the old highway?" "Yup." "Jesse, Drew and me waded down by there one day and decided to check it out," Bud explained. He went on to tell Daddy about seein' Mack and Dan that first time, and then about Mr. Kramer from the meat market and his boy, and finally all about Pastor Jenkins. He even told Daddy about how we'd sucked off all those strangers after scarin' Pastor Jenkins off. "Well, if that don't beat all," Daddy said. I expected him to be mad or at least give us some kind of lecture about spyin' on folks and all, but instead, he seemed to be gettin' a chuckle out of it. "I always had a feelin' that old fart Jenkins had somethin' to hide. Guess we know now who Mack is meetin' with ever Friday. His wife'll have him by the balls if she ever finds out." I asked, "Did you fool around when you was married to Momma?" "Oh Hell yes," Daddy replied. He hesistated for a minute like he was decidin' whether or not to tell us somethin'. "You know I met your Momma at my own Momma and Daddy's funeral?" Bud and me nodded, so he continued. "Your Uncle Jack was married by then with the two little girls. He'd brought `em all down for the funeral, but Cathy Jo make it clear she weren't gonna stay the night. I was feelin' pretty alone in the world. When I walked outta the church that day behind Momma and Daddy's caskets, there was your Momma sittin' with her folks in the last pew. She was lookin' like an angel all dressed up in a pink and white dress." Daddy continued, "After we buried my folks, the church ladies fixed a dinner for ever'body at the fellowship hall, and there was your Momma again, just a smilin' at me. Cathy Jo was a bitchin' and had your Uncle Jack hoppin' around like a grasshopper on a string. He kept tryin' to sit and talk with me, but she wouldn't leave him alone. Finally, I just couldn't take no more and walked out. There's those woods right behind the old church next to cemetery, so that's where I headed. I had gone quite a ways when I heard a voice behind me askin' if I was alright." Bud asked, "Momma?" "Yup," Daddy replied. "She looked so sweet and smelled like a flower that day. We walked through the woods and back by the creek, and sat down in the grass. There was some birds chirpin' and it was just so peaceful and nice. We didn't talk much, but she scooted over real close to me, and took hold of my hand. I'm not sure just how it all happened, but `fore I knew it, I was layin' on top of her, pullin' up her dress. It was all over real quick, and when I pulled outta her, I had blood on my cock. I thought I'd hurt her, but she told me she was okay. I ain't ever told ya'all this before, but that was the first time I'd ever been with a woman, and that was the day you was made, Bud." I asked, "Did you and Momma get married?" "Not right away," Daddy replied. "As a matter of fact, I didn't even talk to her for the next couple of months. Jack and me had to sell Grandpa and Grandma's place, so I moved into that apartment up above the laundromat on main street. One night, not long after I'd started at the mill, there came a bang at my door. I was in the shower and thought it was your Uncle Jack, so I went to the door with just a towel on. Well it weren't Jack. It was your Momma's Daddy, and he was all red in the face." Bud asked, "Did he beat you up Daddy?" "I think he wanted to, but he just grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me back inside," Daddy answered. "He scared the shit out me, `cuz he was a big man, and I could see he was all worked up. When he finished yellin' at me about spoilin' his little girl, he told me I was gonna do right by her. That's when I found out we was gettin' married." Pausin' again, Daddy pulled Bud and me close to him again before continuin'. "At first, things were pretty good for us. Your Momma and me got along okay, and she was more than willin' to do anythin' I wanted. Matter of fact, she was all over me ever time I'd walk in the house. I'd still jerk off sometimes though, thinkin' about my Daddy and your Uncle Jack. I still miss Daddy so much. I wish you boys coulda knowed him." "Me too," Bud said. "Anyhow, things went along okay until after you was borned, Bud," Daddy continued. "All the sudden, it was just boom, she was done. We just stopped havin' sex at all, like for weeks at a time." I asked, "What happened to her Daddy?" He replied, "Well, I want you boys to understand that sex just isn't the same for women as it is with us men. That's somethin' I didn't know much about `fore I married your Momma. Women, they can just turn it on and off, and you can be right in the middle of gettin' all worked up, and they just like don't wanna do it no more. You boys know how it is when you're all worked up. When you're boned up and horny, you gotta cum. It ain't no option." Bud asked, "Why do women do that, Daddy?" "Well that's the million dollar question, Bud. If I had an answer to that, it'd save all us men a heap of trouble," Daddy answered. "Your Momma used to practically drive me nuts. You boys know I got pretty strong needs here." He smiled at us. Bud added, "I heard Uncle Jack say that Cathy Jo was the same way and didn't want to have nothin' to do with him." "I hate to tell ya, but I think it's that way with most women," Daddy replied. "They can come up with all kinds of excuses. They got a headache, or they're tired, or they got that damned period. I jerked off `til I thought my arm would fall off. Then after a while I got tired of that and found myself some buddies to help me out." Curious, I asked, "Who was that, Daddy?" "You know your Uncle Jack came up whenever he could, but that weren't often enough. There was a group of guys that I'd fooled around some with when we was in high school", Daddy confided. "Most of us was married with kids and in the same boat, so we'd get together ever' Friday night for a poker game. We'd drink beer, play some cards, and bitch a lot about our wives. By about the third game, most of us was buck naked and strokin' our cocks, so we'd throw in the cards and blow off some steam." Bud asked, "You still get together with those guys?" "Most of us are still livin' around here, so we get together for cookouts and stuff like we're havin' tomorrow," Daddy replied. He pause for a minute like he was thinkin' way back and then continued. "There was another real hot guy named Harry Schultz who moved to town right after I got married. He started workin' at the mill about the same time I signed on full time. He was a real good lookin' fella. His name fit, `cuz he was real hairy too, but I always had a notion he was runnin' away from somethin'. We was just grunts, so they always made us stay after late and clean up. He was always real friendly to me and talkin' with me, tellin' me how his wife wouldn't give him none. One night after ever'body was gone, we was sweepin' up. It was a hot one, so we'd taken off our shirts and were drippin' wet. I musta been starin', `cuz I'd never seen so much hair on a fella before. He almost looked like a monkey or somethin'. You couldn't hardly see his skin for all that fur he had on him. We both had a good stink on us, so my cock was bloatin' up and drippin' in my jock. Harry stopped sweepin' and grabbed hold of his crotch. He told me his balls was `bout to explode and asked me if I could help him out. I'd been worked up over him since the first day he started, so we just stripped down and made out right there on top one of the benches. God he had a nice cock on him. He even had little hairs growin' half way up his shaft." Bud asked, "What happened to him?" "We was best buddies for a few months, and then one day I came to work and he was just gone. They'd packed up and moved in the night and never did hear from him or find out what happened to him." I could hear a sadness in Daddy's voice. We were quiet for a while, and Daddy just held us. After a bit, Bud asked tentatively, "Daddy, do you think we could go back up to the station tonight again?" Daddy thought for a minute, and then he said, "I don't see where it'd hurt nuthin'. We don't wanna have a bunch a horn dogs runnin' around the county with no relief." He smiled at Bud and me. "You takin' Jesse and Mark along? I'd feel better if all you boys were together." "If they want to," Bud replied. "Just be careful and look after your brother," Daddy said. He hugged us close again. We were all quiet for a time, and I dozed off. When I woke up, Daddy'd shifted over on his side and I could feel our hard cocks rubbin' up against each other. He moaned softly and took hold of my hand and reached behind to where we could feel Bud's hard wet prong slidin' up inside his ass. Bud was spooned up against Daddy's back, and he reached around to pinch and play with my nipples. Daddy opened his mouth and we started tongue kissin' while we all rubbed our sweaty bodies together. I licked Daddy's chin and neck before buryin' my face in his ripe pit and suckin' out his delicious stink. I still had my hand on Daddy hairy ass, feelin' Bud's hot cock slidin' in and out slowly. Daddy brought his hand back between us and jacked our throbbin' cocks together. Our pricks were so wet, and made cracklin' noises as he pumped us. I could smell the precum. We was all breathin' hard and moanin'. Bud was the first to stiffen up as he emptied his nuts in Daddy's shitter. Daddy kissed me real hard, practically rammin' his tongue down my throat as he let go and shot off his load. It was just a couple seconds later that I had that feelin' buildin' up inside, and exploded as Daddy and I sucked each other's tongues. He brought his hand up `tween us drippin' with our cum, and we all shared the tasty gooey mess. Reachin' my arm around Daddy and Bud, I curled up with my face against Daddy's chest, and I nodded off again.