Date: Sat, 27 Oct 2007 10:56:59 -0500 From: twocatmen Subject: Drew's Story, Part 3 (gay/incest/raunch) DISCLAIMER: 10:35 AM 10/27/2007 This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of a boy discovering his sexuality. It contains graphic writing about sex between underage boys and an adult male. 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. Around home, we have a weekly routine Daddy set up for us. On Sundays, we don't have nothin' we have to do. Daddy's not a church goer, and Bud and me never took a likin' to it either, but we still rest on the Lord's day. Durin' the week days, we do exercises before breakfast. This includes 200 crunches and 200 push ups, done in sets of 50, with some stretches and workouts on the weight bench in the livin' room. Daddy is faithful about exercisin' with us before he goes to work, and keepin' us all in good shape. On Saturday, we take a break from our workouts, but we have chores to do. It's the day we clean up the trailer and do the washin'. Daddy has us mop up the floors, dust, clean the bathrooms, wash up our sheets, towels and any dirty clothes, and mow around the place to keep things presentable. We alternate chores, so we don't get stuck doin' the same thing every week. That Saturday mornin', by the time Bud, Daddy and me got back from the creek, the sun was just startin' to peak through the fog here and there. It was gonna be one of those hot sticky summer days that makes you sweat bullets and brings out all those wonderful man smells I love so much. It was my turn to strip the bed sheets and start the wash, plus do the mowin'. Bud and me usually don't complain much about our chores. Workin' all together, it don't take us all much more than an hour on Saturday. That day, it was different though. We all did our chores in the nude for the first time, and it made workin' seem a lot more fun! I came in sweaty and gritty after doin' the mowin', and heard the shower in Daddy's bathroom runnin'. Bud was wringin' out the mop and puttin' stuff away in the kitchen. "Damn, you smell good," he said as I walked up to get a glass of water. Even with all the windows open, it was stiflin' hot in the trailer. Bud had sweat drippin' down his back and into the furry crack of his gorgeous ass. "You too," I responded between gulpin' down glassfuls of water. Bud came up behind me and pressed his musky wet body against me. He started lickin' my neck while slidin' his hardenin' cock between the cheeks of my ass. Between swabs of his tongue Bud said, "Daddy's gotta go in to work for a couple hours, and then he's gonna pick up some stuff for tonight. You wanna go back down to the creek and mess around?" "It's too fuckin' hot to be inside today," I replied settin' my glass in the sink. "I'm so damn horny, but Daddy don't want us foolin' around much `til he gets home." Bud continued gyratin' against my backside. The shower shut off, and a moment later Daddy came boundin' out naked with his huge cock floppin'. As he was towelin' off his hair he asked, "So what you two gonna do while I'm workin'?" Bud and me laughed, and stepped around the counter, so Daddy could see our hard throbbin' cocks poked out. "Damn if that don't make me want to call in today! You two don't go wearin' those out before tonight." "We won't, Daddy," Bud said, soundin' a little disappointed. We walked together into the livin' room next to where Daddy was dryin' off. "Drew and me are goin' back down and swim for awhile to cool off." "It's too hot to be cooped up in here today. Just don't wash all that good stink off, and save a little of this for me later," Daddy said, swattin' our hard cocks playful like with his hand. It was easy to see Daddy would have rather stayed and played with us all day, but he reluctantly turned and went to get his work clothes on. Bud and me tore out the door, and raced down the path naked through the woods. Bud was in the lead, but I was right on his heels. When we reached the creek we ran splashin' and laughin' through the shallow water. There was a bend about a half mile down, where the creek narrowed and it was deep enough to swim. I knew that's where Bud was headed. We probably spent over an hour divin' and splashin' around in the cool water, just like we'd done since we were little kids. Finally, Bud drug himself out and collapsed exhausted on a rocky outcroppin' near the shoreline. I followed behind and laid down next to him. We were both breathin' heavy at first, but then calmed down as we rested with the warm sun on our naked skin. After a bit, Bud scooted over close to me and put his arm around me as we gazed up at the bluer than blue sky. I turned so we were face to face, and wrapped my leg over him. Our lips came together and we started kissin'. Sweat was beadin' up on our bodies in the hot sunshine, so I worked my way down, swabbin' off Bud's chin whiskers and neck, and lickin' his hard brown nipples. He moaned softly and put his arms behind his head, exposin' his sweaty hairy pits. I dove in and licked all the rank stink out of his pit hairs on each side. Slidin' my body on top of Bud's, we kissed again and swapped some of his salty essence. I sat up straddlin' Bud's crotch with our hard cocks pressed together. We were both leakin' like faucets by then and the sweet aroma of man funk was heavy in the hot humid air. As I jacked our pulsatin' cocks together, Bud said, "Let's 69." Puzzled, I asked, "What do you mean?" Bud circled around under me, and I raised up a little so he could get his mouth on my cock. I found myself on top with his cock directly in my face. Instinctively, I took Bud's hard fat dick in my mouth, while he sucked on my achin' boner. Though not quite as thick and long as Daddy's, Bud's 8½ inch schlong was still a formidable piece of meat. I curled my lips over my teeth and started suckin' Bud's cock like he'd showed me with Daddy's dick earlier. Just like before though, I started gaggin' as soon as Bud's foreskin pucker hit the back of my mouth. His slick precum was tasty though, so I kept up lickin' and suckin' as best I could. Except for an occasional moan, Bud couldn't give much encouragement with his own mouth wrapped around my stiff woody. After a little while, Bud's entire cock got real slick with my spit and precum. He was rock hard and I could feel his every heartbeat throbbin' through his rigid shaft. I grabbed a hold at the base, and decided to go down at a slightly different angle. This time, I felt my throat open up some and the fat head of Bud's dick popped inside. I still had a few inches of his cock to go, so I backed off, took a breath, and did it again. Though I gagged a little, each time I did this, I got further down, until my nose was buried in my brother's moist smelly pubes. I felt Bud gasp through my cock, and then he tensed up. I held my mouth firmly in place while he groaned and unloaded his balls directly into my virgin throat. His whole body was shakin' and he snorted and grunted like Daddy did when he cummed earlier that day. It was just a few seconds before I had to back off so I could catch a breath. We were both pantin' like a couple of pack dogs after a hunt. Finally, Bud let up off my cock long enough to say, "Damn Drew! You're one hell of quick learner. That felt amazin'!" Looking down at Bud's bloated drippin' cock, I replied, "I can't believe I got that whole thing down." Bud chuckled and then added, "Sit up and slide forward a little bit. I got somethin' else to show you." Bud started runnin' his fingers up the crack of my butt and over my sweaty asshole. It felt kind of funny at first, but good at the same time. Then I sensed something warm and wet swabbin' around my nasty pucker. I craned my neck around to see Bud's head buried between my butt cheeks. My brother was lickin' my shit hole! This kind of freaked me out at first. I'd never even thought of anythin' so wicked and dirty before. It felt so good though, I soon relaxed and opened up, letting Bud spear his tongue deep inside.. Then Bud, raised his legs up a little bit, and gave me an idea. I pulled his legs back. As I shoved his knees down to the ground, his butt rose up, and the hairy sweaty cheeks parted. I was lookin' up close at my brother's beautiful ass. It smelled incredibly nasty. I took my fingers and probed the furry crevice and around his hole as Bud groaned in approval. Bringin' my fingers up to my nose, I huffed Bud's ass stink. My mouth was waterin' by then, so I licked off my fingers before burin' my whole face in Bud's steamy fetid crack. Followin' the example Bud was settin' as he licked my butt, I made my tongue real wide, and mopped up all the sweat and funk from his furry trench before focusin' on his sticky brown pucker. I ran my fingers over his hole first, and as I pulled the hairs away from it, it seemed to quiver. Then I started probin' Bud's shit lips with my tongue. He was moanin' and groanin' like a son of a bitch. The taste was dark, but not unpleasant. As he opened up, I probed deeper and deeper into his slick pink insides, with my tongue. The bitter taste and foul smells of Bud's ass juices were intoxicatin'. Flies began buzzin' around us attracted by our stink. Then I felt Bud probin' at my hole again with his fingers. He seemed to wet a finger in his mouth and then rub it in a circle around my hole. I felt the tip of one of his fingers slip inside, and then slide in deeper. I did the same, pullin' Bud's ass lips apart and wettin' a finger before probin' into his slick innards. It felt real hot and tight inside and his ass was like suckin' on my finger. I pulled my finger out, sniffed it, and licked off Bud's pungent tasty ass juice before insertin' it back inside deeper this time. I hit some kind of hard nub deep inside Bud's ass, and he let out a loud groan. About the same time, Bud found my magic button inside too, and I nearly jumped out of my skin when he rubbed against it. Without even touchin' myself, I raised up and started to cum. Bud, let his legs fall, as a river of cum oozed out of my foreskin onto his chest. I leaned forward, grabbed hold of his rigid pulsin' cock and sucked the head in my mouth just as Bud started firin' off another load. It tasted like Daddy's cum, but milder, creamier and less thick. Bud scooted out from under me and we kneeled facin' each other. I licked my meltin' cum off Bud's chest and then we tongue kissed again, swappin' each other butt juices and loads. Before long we collapsed exhausted but satisfied. We rolled over until we were in the shade near some bushes, and Bud fell fast asleep. I buried my face in his rank armpit, and drifted off too, my head filled with Bud's delicious stink.