Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2008 18:59:26 -0600
From: twocatmen <twocatmen@cox.net>
Subject: Drew Series, Part 20 (gay/incest/raunch)

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As we emerged from the woods, I could see a lot more guys had showed up,
and most of `em was waiting for us over in the clearin'.  They cheered as
Sheriff Mike, Mack and me approached.  I was still handcuffed and Mike was
rubbin' his nightstick up and down the crack of my butt.  The wrestlin'
tryouts were still goin' on.  Uncle Jack had one kid pinned underneath him
and was plowin' his ass good.  Another was feedin' Uncle Jack his pulsin'
teen cock.  We walked on past through the crowd of naked cheerin' men `til
we came to a shady spot near the woods.  There was Bud layin' on his back
on one of two benches sittin' side by side.  I couldn't see his face, `cuz
Daddy was sittin' on it.

"Ya found him," Daddy said excitedly as Mike and Mack approached.

"Yup, we just followed a trail of cum," Mike replied grinnin'.

Mike took off the handcuffs while Mack helped me lay down on the bench next
to Bud.  I could hear slurpin' noises and knew Bud was givin' Daddy's ass a
good cleanin'.

"My turn now," Mack said as he squatted down and rubbed his rank furry ass
back and forth over my face.  I stuck out my tongue and searched for his
hole in the forest of butt hairs.  Finally findin' the prize, I licked the
funk from around his sticky pucker `fore workin' my tongue up inside.  He
moaned and pushed out.  My mouth watered as I felt the end of a hard turd
up inside him.

"Gather around guys," Daddy shouted.  "The fun is about to start.  Mack and
me will be the counters and we're goin' to see which one of my boys here
can take the most cocks."  There was some jeers and shouts from the men.
Mack stood up and backed off to my disappointment.  I hoped I'd be able to
suck the shit out of him later.  That's when I noticed guys were gettin' in
long lines.  Most were hard, but some were strokin' their dicks to get `em
that way.  Sheriff Mike was first in my line, and took his gun outta the
holster.  I pulled my legs back to my chest and exposed my quiverin' pucker
to him.  It felt so good and dirty to be layin' there gettin' ready to be
gang banged like some kinda cheap slut.

Daddy and Mack each held up stop watches like the ones they have at track
meets.  Daddy shouted out, "Ready, set, GOOOO!!!!"  Mike shot off his gun
in the air, and holstered it again before sinkin' his cock in one thrust up
my ass.  I was glad Malcolm had primed and lubed me with his giant hog
earlier.  Jesus was next in line and came around the other side of the
bench.  Straddlin' my face, he sunk his brown sausage deep in my throat.
His crotch smelled like ass and cum, so I figured he'd been fuckin'
somebody earlier.  I was doin' my best to suction out his load, when
Sheriff Mike started pickin' up the pace.  I had to grab the sides of the
bench to keep from slidin' forward.  Jesus didn't take long.  He cried out
a string of obscenities in Spanish, as he fed me his thick tangy cream.
Jesus wiped his sweaty ass on my face as he stepped away and was replaced
by Kyle, a senior guy from school.  His throbbin' cock was already drippin'
so I licked the cock snot off his pucker before he buried his bone in my
throat.

"Aw fuck! Yes yes yes yes," Mike cried out as he dumped his load in my ass.
He no longer pulled out `til someone else was pokin' his cock up inside me.
Kyle curled up his lip and spooged silently and then stepped away to be
replaced by another.  After a while of cock after cock, I couldn't
concentrate no more and my mind drifted off into a daydream.  My ass was
pretty numb by then and I could hardly feel the cocks cummin' and goin'.
In my mouth, the taste of one cock sort of blended into the next.  I heard
Daddy ask Mack, "It's been over an hour, should we cut it off?"

"There's still a bunch a guys in line," Mack replied.  "Let's give it a
while longer."

Daddy asked me, "You okay?"

With some guys fat cock pluggin' my throat, I could only moan, so guess he
took that as a yes.  I wondered how Bud was doin'.  My legs were really
startin' to ache and my neck was gettin' sore too.  I heard Mack say, "That
big Mexican guy's shot three loads up Drew's butt so far, and he's back in
line again."

A long while later, a guy I didn't know with a flamin' red bush feed me his
load and stepped away, but there weren't nobody there to replace him.  I
heard Daddy yell out, "Any other takers?"

The guy fuckin' me groaned and emptied his nuts in me.  I looked down to
see it was Armando grinnin' at me from ear to ear.  He pulled out and Mack
stood over me and tried to pry my legs away from my chest.  I was so stiff
and sore as he stretched me out and tried to get me to sit up.  I even felt
a little dizzy.  Mack sat down on the bench behind me and held me against
his hairy chest.  I looked over to see Daddy doin' the same for Bud.  Bud
looked like he was dead drunk.  His eyes were closed and his fucked out
mouth hangin' open and droolin'.  Sheriff Mike appeared from the crowd and
shot off his gun again to signal the contest was over.

"We're gonna announce the winner," Daddy shouted.  The men started
gatherin' around us again.  The stop watches musta had some kind of
counters on 'em.  Daddy raised his up and shouted, "Bud here took 63 loads
of cum!"  Bud looked like he might be comin' out of his coma.  His eyes
opened up some and he tried to smile, but his mouth just gaped open and
more drool came out.

Mack raised up his counter and shouted out, "Drew here took 87 loads!"  He
grabbed me by the waist the lifted me up on the bench.  "Drew is the cum
suckin' winner!"

Guys were cheerin' and shoutin' all around.  I turned around and stepped
off the bench and gave Mack a hug and he tongue kissed me.  Guys were
walkin' by and pattin' me on the shoulder and winkin'.

"I'm takin' Bud up to the trailer," Daddy said.  I watched as he and
Sheriff Mike got on either side and carried Bud off.  Bud farted and a
splatter of cum shot out of his ass.  Ever'body started laughin', but I was
kinda worried.

Mack seemed to sense this and said, "Come on."  He helped me walk along
toward the trailer.  I could feel cum oozin' out of my own ass and drippin'
down my leg.  Mack scooped some of it up and fed it to me off his fat
fingers.

Daddy and Mike had set Bud down in a chair on the patio and were tryin' to
get him to drink a bottle of water.  I asked, "Is Bud okay, Daddy?"

"He'll be just fine," Daddy assured.  "He's just a little fucked out.  Mike
and me'll get some water down him and take him into bed."  Daddy looked
over at me and threw Mack a bottle of water.  "You two go along now and
enjoy the party."

Mack grabbed me by the shoulders and led me away.  We headed down the trail
toward the creek.  Once we got to the cool water, he headed downstream
toward the swimmin' hole with me trailin' behind.  There was still quite a
few guys down there, but they was mostly paired up and makin' out, so
didn't pay us no mind.  Mack sat down in the water next to some rocks and
pulled me back against him.  He unscrewed the top of the bottled water and
handed it to me.  "You drink this down," he commanded as he messaged my
achin' shoulders and neck.  His big strong hands felt so good.  I gulped
down the cool water and started to relax.  Suddenly, I cramped up and let
out a huge fuck fart that bubbled up in the water, along with a long stream
of cum.  Some of the guys looked over at us and chuckled.  Layin' my head
back on Mack's mat of chest hair, I felt my eyes gettin' heavy.

I'm not sure how long I was asleep.  Mack's snorin' woke me up and I looked
around.  Most ever'body was gone, except for a threesome of guys kissin'
and makin' out up on the outcroppin'.  One of `em was Mack's brother Dan.
Still a little stiff and sore, I shifted around and woke up Mack.  He
pulled me closer to his naked body and squeezed me.  That's when I felt his
huge throbbin' boner pressed up against me from behind.  He reached around
underneath me with one arm and probed my ass lips with his big rough
fingers.  I was still pretty numb there, but could feel pressure as he
inserted a couple inside me.

Turnin' around in the water to face Mack, I guided his fat pulsin' cock
head underwater to my puffed out butt hole.  He tweaked my nipples as I sat
down on his thick pole.  It slid easily inside me and I bobbed up and down
in the water while we kissed and swapped spit.  I pulled up one of his arms
over his head and moaned as his rank manly smell filled my senses.  Buryin'
my face in his pit, I sucked out all his foul sweat and funk.  Findin' the
nubs of his nipples hidden in his thick chest hair, I squeezed them hard
while I worked my way over to his other arm pit.  God how I loved the stink
of that man!

Mack grabbed hold of my pulsin' boner and rubbed it against his hairy
belly.  Puttin' his free hand under my chin he raise my head out of his
armpit so we could kiss some more.  The cool water trickled gently around
us as we continued makin' out in the creek.  Mack's breathin' started
gettin' ragged as he got close.  He wrapped his big furry arms around me
and squeezed me tight as he growled and emptied his balls up my fuck chute.

Dan musta heard his brother.  He shouted, "Bring that over here."

The other two guys were gone and he was standin' by himself over on the
outcroppin' watchin' us.  I stood up and stretched my stiff limbs again.  I
hadn't cummed yet so my dick was up hard and pulsatin'.  Mack stood up and
stretched too.  His huge cock was still bloated and hangin' heavy from his
hairy crotch.  He wrapped my hand in his big paw and led me across the
creek.  Dan reached down and helped us up on the rocks.  He was a few years
younger than Mack and was even bigger and humpier.  He had just a dustin'
of fur on his upper chest though, and his belly was almost smooth except
for a tuft around his navel that extended down to his cock bush.  He had
broad shoulders and huge powerful arms from drivin' his truck, and like
Mack, Dan's cock was a thick pulsin' truncheon of manhood.  My mouth
watered in anticipation.

"You boys'll have to excuse me a minute," Mack said as he started walkin'
off into the woods.

I asked, "Where you goin'?"

"Gotta take a dump," Mack replied.

"Don't waste it," I said.

"What?"  Mack stopped short in his tacks and turned around.  I could see
the shock on his face.

"I want it," I repeated.

Mack got a big ole grin on his face.  I laid down on the rocks and licked
my lips while Mack walked back over and straddled me.  He slowly squatted
down on my face shiftin' forward a couple of times `til his fuzzy crack was
right up against my nose.  He was still drippin' wet and his butt smelled
more like creek water than ass, but I started probin' around his crack
hairs with my tongue.  He grunted and pushed out some and my tongue finally
found his slick shit lips.  He bore down some more and a wet rancid fart
blasted my face.  The end of his hot steamy turd pushed out and I sucked it
into my hungry mouth.

Mack exclaimed, "Damn, he's eatin' it!"

"Fuck yea," I heard Dan reply.  He was apparently kneeled down behind me
watchin' me eat his brother's shit.

Mack pushed again and his turd practically flew outta his ass and down my
throat.  It was hard, knobby and coated in butt slime.  It was a real
gourmet treat.  I managed to bite of a piece of the end before it slipped
away.  It was gritty, strong, and very bitter.  While I chewed on Mack's
shit, he farted a few more times in my face, and then raised up off me.  As
he looked down, I gave him my best shit-eatin' grin.  Mack was shakin' his
fat cock at me, so I sat up quick.  He sighed and let off a blast of piss
just as I engulfed the end of his cock.  Like his shit, Mack's piss was
strong and bitter, definitely not the mild beer piss I'd expected.  He
managed to gauge his flow so I could keep up, gulpin' down all he had to
offer.  After he was done, he grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up to
him and we kissed fierce like.  His tongue probed around in my mouth
tastin' the remnants of his shit and piss.

"Damn boy, that was hot," he commented.

Dan asked, "You got room for more?"

I turned around and dropped to my knees.  Dan ran his fingers through my
hair, and I looked up at his handsome face.  As I sucked in his magnificent
piece he let loose with his hot salty pee.  It was much milder than Mack's,
but he sprayed out faster and I couldn't keep up.  Piss sprayed out the
corners of my mouth and dribbled down my chin to my chest and crotch.  Once
he was done, I kept suckin' `til his cock thickened up and was hard and
throbbin' in my mouth.

"Fuck him," Mack commanded in his deep voice.

Reluctantly pullin' Dan's prick out of my suckin' throat, I said, "I got a
idea."  I turned to Mack and told him to lay down.  Then I squatted down
over him until my puffy shit lips rested against the thick head of his
prick.  He groaned as I impaled myself all the way, grindin' my butt
against his pubes before leanin' forward over his chest.  Turnin' to Dan I
said, "Fuck me now."

Dan seemed a little confused at first, but then I could see the light come
on and he gave me a wicked smile.  Gettin' behind us, I could feel him
fingerin' around my stretched out shit lips some before he started probin'
with his meaty prong.  I cried out when he finally busted inside me and his
cock rested up against his brother's.

"God I can feel you," Mack panted beneath me.

"Yup, we're both up his shitter," Dan groaned lustily.

I leaned into Mack's hairy chest and started chewin' on one of his nipples
while Dan worked his tool slowly in and out of me.  Both men were breathin'
heavy and sweatin' a lot.  Mack was buildin' up a powerful good stink under
his arms again that made me hornier'n hell.  My fuckin' hard woody was
rubbin' up against his scratchy belly fur and I knew I wasn't gonna last
long.  Mack pulled me off his nipple and stuck two of his big rough fingers
in my mouth to suck on.  With his other hand, he reached around and pinched
my nipple hard.  That sent me over the edge and I started shakin' all over.
I cried out and shot all over Mack's hairy belly.  I felt my ass clench
down on the dual invaders, and that was enough to send Dan over the edge
too.  He hollered out as he dumped his trucker cream up my butt.

Dan laid down on top of me and for a good while I was sandwiched between
the two sexy brothers.  I savored the feelin' of their naked sweaty bodies,
and manly stink.  I nursed on Mack's tit again for a while `til Dan pulled
out of me and flopped over to the side.

"Shit, that was somethin'," he commented.  Rollin' over on his stomach, he
rested his head on his arms like he was fallin' asleep.

"You ain't cummed yet," I said to Mack.

"I think this old man is too pooped to pop," he said to me.

I scooted forward some until he cock slid out of me.  Kissin' him on the
lips first, I worked my way down his magnificent body.  I cleaned the sweat
and grime off his neck, and outta his raunchy pits.  I spent a good while
suckin' my sticky cum outta his belly hairs.  When I got to his cock, it
was still semi-hard and drippin' with Dan's cum and my ass juices.  I
peeled him back and tongued his cock head before lickin' up all the nasty
funk off his shaft.  Mack's cock was startin' to plump up some again and he
moaned softly.  Swallowin' him down to his pubes, I used the suction from
my throat to get him all the way up hard and pulsin'.

"Oh God yes yes yes," Mack hissed.  "Keep that up and you're gonna get my
nut."

I could taste Mack's salty precum.  His hog was fully hard spurtin' out a
steady flow that lubed up my throat good.  Bobbin' my head up and down wild
like, I brought Mack to the edge and then backed off some.  He was
breathin' heavy and looked all crazy in his eyes.  I did the same thing
again.  I sucked him like mad for a few minutes, but just when he was about
to shoot, I back off.

Mack growled, "Fuck this!"

He pushed me back off his drippin' hog and got up on his knees.  Grabbin'
me by the back of my head, he rammed his cock back down my throat and
started skull fuckin' me hard and fast.  I was scared and gaspin' for air
`tween thrusts.  I thought for sure I was gonna pass out.  Luckily, it only
took a short while `fore he let out a moan and emptied his nuts in my
gullet.  As he fell back and pulled outta me, I was wheezin' and
sputterin'.

Mack sat there for a moment catchin' his breath before he stood up and
helped me to my feet.  "Damn boy, you don't tease a fella like that.  You
okay?"

For some reason I felt tears wellin' up in my eyes.  "I'm sorry Mack," I
sobbed.

"There, there little feller."  Mack pulled me against his chest and hugged
me.  "Don't you worry none about it."  He kissed me on the mouth and licked
the tears off my cheeks.  "Damn, it must be gettin' late," he said lookin'
around at the shadows.  He kicked Dan playfully in his side.  "We'd better
get goin'."

Dan mumbled somethin' under his breath, but didn't move.  Mack led me back
down to the creek and we splashed out in the water.  Cuppin' his big hands
together, he dipped into the cool water and tossed it up on Dan's back.

"Shit, God damned you," Dan cursed as he jumped up.

Mack grabbed my arm and started runnin' upstream.  Dan was right behind us.
We were laughin' as Dan tackled us and we all fell with a huge splash.  Dan
tried to hold Mack's head under the water, but Mack planted his foot
against his brother's chest and pushed him backward.  The two of them
horsed around for a while longer, but finally declared a truce.  Dan picked
me up out of the water.  Mack grabbed my legs and put one up on each of his
shoulders while I wrapped my arms around Dan's burly neck and rested my
head on his shoulder.  The two of them headed back toward the trail
carryin' me up high.

"I was wonderin' where you fuckers went," Daddy said as we marched out of
the woods.  It seemed like the crowd had thinned out some as I looked
around.  Mack lifted my legs off his shoulders and Dan leaned back to set
me down.

Dan asked, "What time is it?"

"Nearly six thirty," Daddy replied.

"Fuck, Lisa'll cut my nuts off," Dan cursed.  "I told her I'd be home by
five."

"Yea, I need to head out too," Mack said squeezin' my shoulder.  We all
hugged and kissed some `fore the two brothers took off together.

Daddy asked, "You have a good time today?"

"Yup," I replied.  "Is Bud okay?"

"I checked on him about half hour ago and he's still sawin' logs.  Once
ever'body gets gone, I'll fix us a bite to eat and we can get him up then."

A few guys were still mullin' around, but most were packin' up their gear
and headin' back toward the road.

"Great party," Mr. Kramer said to Daddy.  Joey was sound asleep with his
head on his daddy's shoulder.  Mr. Kramer still had one finger up the boys
butt and the other on his back as he carried him away.  Daddy, Jesse, Mark
and me circulated around the few remainin' guys, helpin' find their food
bowls and lawn chairs.  I was disappointed that Claudio and his group were
already gone, and Malcolm too.

Just then, a hush came over ever'body, and then some murmurs.  I looked
over to see an older man standin' close to Daddy by the patio.  He was
dressed in blue jeans and a black polo shirt, and Daddy was just lookin' at
him all big eyed.

"Now I don't want no trouble, pastor," Daddy said.  That's when I realized
the old man was Pastor Jenkins.

Sheriff Mike came out of the crowd with his nightstick in hand.  It looked
like there was some butt slime on it, and I wondered who'd been on the
receivin' end.

"I'm not hear to cause anyone any trouble," the pastor said.  "I think I've
probably caused ya'all enough trouble over the years."

The remaining guys started movin' closer to hear what he had to say.
Jesse, Mark and me stood by Sheriff Mike.

"I'm here to thank you and your boys," the pastor continued.

Daddy got a puzzled look on his face and said, "Thank us?"

"That's right.  My whole life, all fifty eight years of it now, has been a
lie."  The pastor's voice was quiverin' and I knew he was about to cry.
Daddy walked over to him and helped the pastor sit down in one of the patio
chairs while ever'body inched closer.

He asked, "You want me to get you some water, pastor?"

"Actually, I could use a beer if you've got one," the pastor responded.
Daddy reached into the cooler, popped the tab and handed the pastor a beer.
Pastor Jenkins took a long swig, and sighed.  "God, that tastes good."

Sheriff Mike asked, "You alright?"

"I'm better than I've ever been in my life," he replied.  "It's like such a
burden has been lifted off me, and I don't quite know how to thank ya'all."
He paused for a moment and took another sip of the beer before continuin'.
"Of course, after this morning I won't be returning to the church again.
My wife has kicked me out of our house, and told me she never wants to see
me again.  The strange part is, I couldn't be happier!"

Daddy asked, "What will you do now?"

"When I was back in seminary so many years ago, I met a wonderful man.  We
roomed together for a year, and I'm telling you it was the most wonderful
year of my whole life."  Seein' the knowin' looks from the guys standin'
around, he added "We didn't have sex, if that's what you're thinking.  We
slept together every night though and just held each other, and we even
kissed.  Brian was the strong one though, and he left the seminary after
that year.  He begged me to go with him, but I just couldn't do it."

Pastor Jenkins broke down cryin' at this point.  Daddy looked at me all sad
in his eyes, and I knew he was feelin' awful `bout what we'd done that
mornin'.

After the pastor got control again, he continued.  "That wonderful, kind
and gentle man is the pastor of church now up in Kansas City.  A church
that is open to all of God's people.  He's kept in touch with me all these
years.  He had a man he loved and lived with for a long time who died
recently of a heart attack.  That's where I'm headed today, to see if we
can pick up where we left off all those years ago.  I just pray to God I'm
not too late."

The pastor stood up.  He stepped toward us and reached into his pocket and
took out a key.  "I won't be needing this anymore," he said as he handed it
to Daddy.

Daddy took the key and asked, "Why don't you stay and have somethin' to eat
`fore you go?"

"As tempting as that is," the pastor said eyin' all the naked men standin'
around.  "I think I'd better get on the road."  As he walked away, Sheriff
Mike and a few of the guys went along with him.

Daddy handed Jesse the key, and said, "I guess you boys won't have to break
into he station no more."  Jesse and Mark ran over to Uncle Jack's trailer
to put the key away.  Daddy visited with the last of the stragglers and
walked with them out to the road.  Exhausted, I plopped down in one of the
chairs on the patio, and ran my hands through my hair.  It had been quite a
day!  I reached into the cooler and pulled out one of the few remainin'
beers.  As I popped the tab, the door to our trailer opened, and Bud came
staggerin' out.

Scratchin' his head, he asked, "What happened?"

"You nearly got fucked to death, I think," I replied smilin'.  I reached
back in cooler and tossed him a beer as he came closer.  He smelled
righteous, like dried cum, sweat, assholes and arm pits.  I got up and
hugged him tight against me, huffin' the stink on him.  He chugged his
whole beer down and tossed the can over next to the garbage.  I pushed him
back on the table and pulled his legs up against his chest.  Slidin' a
chair over, I started eatin' out the remainin' spooge up inside his fucked
out shitter.  His ass lips were puffy and swollen like mine.  The many
loads of cum and ass juice had fermented into a tangy soup that oozed out
on my tongue.

Daddy came back around the corner as Mark and Jesse came out of their
trailer.  They all sat down around the table watchin' me eat Bud's ass.

Daddy asked Bud, "You feelin' better?"

"I guess so," Bud replied.

Jesse asked, "Where's our daddy?"

"He's passed out over in the clearin'," Daddy snickered.  "I think the
tryouts were too much for him."

While Jesse and Mark headed off to look for Uncle Jack, Daddy got up and
fired up the grill.  "We just got a few packages of brats left," he
frowned.  "You boys wanna go look around for any leftovers?"

I helped Bud up off the table and have him a hug.  We scrounged around the
yard and found a couple packages of buns and a twelve pack of beer somebody
had left.  Jesse and Mark came back over from the clearin' with Uncle Jack
stumblin' behind.  All of us was just wore out.  After we woofed down the
platter of brats Daddy cooked up, we just sat around quiet like on the
patio and sipped our beers.  Around about dark, Daddy asked, "You boys
goin' up to the station?"

"Hell no!  I'm not up to it tonight," Bud replied.

"Me neither," Jesse concurred.

"We could light us a fire and roast some marshmallows," Daddy suggested.  I
could see he was gettin' his second wind.

None of us looked too enthused, but he ran inside and came out with a
couple packages of marshmallows.  Reluctantly, we all got up and followed
him down to the clearin'.  The wrestlin' workout blanket was all slimy with
cum and ass juice, but we turned it over and laid on it anyway.  Daddy
brought up some wood, and piled it up in the fire pit.  While he was
gettin' it lit, Bud sat down in front of me and I wrapped my arms around
him.  Jesse and Mark were sittin' next to each other and kissin'.  Uncle
Jack helped Daddy get the fire lit and we all watched as the flames leaped
up.

Just then, over the crackle of the fire, I heard some bushes snap, and out
of the woods came Malcolm and Billy.

Daddy shouted, "God damned!  Where'd you two come from?"