Date: Sun, 24 Jul 2016 17:50:48 -0400 From: strike1463@aol.com Subject: City boy Farm boy chapter 48 The usual disclaimer applies. This is intended for adults over the age of 18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission. This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and takes place on a farm so use your imagination. Yes, you read that right, and this chapter gives some graphic details on that. So if that offends you, do not read any further! Enjoy! ***** - "Mmm, even better. I want to hear all about it, but later. Now it's time to sleep." He kissed me again, sighing as he pulled me tight to him. I looked to the clock, the red numbers showing, one thirty-two. Chapter 48 I was up way before anyone. I was dressed and in the barn working, even before Jacob's lights were on. I had the animals all fed, stalls mucked and dressed and the eggs collected before any sign of life could be seen in either house. Taking a break, I sat with Lancelot as he ate. I told him of my dream and how it made me feel. "I don't know boy, I mean one way it felt wrong, but it also felt so good." Lance looked at me and rubbed his nose on my crotch. "Yeah, ya see? I'm fucking boned just thinking about it." Lancelot nickered and nodded his head. I was about to hug him when I heard my dad calling out to me. "Good morning sunshine, coffee?" I turned to look, and Lance bit my ass, making me scurry from his stall into the main breezeway. I rubbed my ass, quickly giving Lance a stern look. He whinnied as if laughing at me. I shut his stall door, sticking my tongue out at him, as dad had his back to me shutting the barn door. A good thing, as my crotch was very swollen and showed my boner well. I looked to my dad, decked out in his city slicker finest. You know big, puffy colorful jacket. Fancy, fur lined boots and a bright ski hat with a matching pompom on top. I was the farm boy now. Giggling to myself at how he looked. Me in my well-worn winter work boots with a thick felt lining. Dirty jeans over long johns. A short denim coat, with wool lining, opened as it was warmer in the barn. My hat, better suited for this area, fur lined, covering my head down to my neck. The wool lined neck flap flipped up against the hat. "I heard you get up and leave," dad said turning with two cups of steaming coffee in his thick gloved hands. "When you didn't come back, I figured I'd bring you coffee." I pulled my work gloves off my hands and took a cup. "Ahh, yes thanks. Couldn't sleep so figured I'd get a head start on the day." I took a swig, the hot liquid quickly doing its job, chasing the remaining cobwebs away. Dad stayed with me as I finished the few final things that needed to be done. We didn't talk much, he just let me do my work, asking a few questions as to what I was doing or why I did something the way I did. I left him talking to Lancelot, and snuck to a back area where we had set up a piss funnel. I had shed my jacket sometime prior, now standing at the funnel, my jeans open, cock in full view, pissing away. "You back here," dad spoke out? "Oh, ha, sorry." He had stepped through the doorway, eyes dropping to my flaccid cock in my hand. There was nothing I could do to hide. The room was small, and you had to face a certain way to piss. "Yeah sorry. You two were chatting away and I, well I needed to pee. So, um, well here I am, ya found me." Dad chuckled, his eyes still unashamedly checking me out. He patted my shoulder and turned his back. "Well good, I'm next." As I continued to piss, he questioned me on the funnel apparatus. I explained it was as it seemed. A means to piss, and how it led out from the barn to out back. I told him there was another one in the loft, and this is why the left side out back was left overgrown. "Keeps anyone from being in the area and getting pissed on." Dad laughed, turning, hauling out his cock, as I stuffed mine back in my jeans. Conversation from Jacob and Bear coming into the barn, made me leave dad. I patted his back, "I'll be out front when you're done. Bear and Jacob set right to the milking, pleased their workload was lighter but concerned that now I'd be tired later on. Dad and I set to turning the horses out. I handed him a lead and showed him how and where to attach it. I was hooking mine to Thor when Lancelot moved to my dad and lowered his head. I watched as dad hooked the lead to the halter, and with a look from Lancelot, began to walk him out. I followed with Thor, both steads more than happy to get outside. As I released Thor, Lancelot nudged my dad. "He's telling you to go get Mila," I told him. Lance nudged him again and then laughingly followed him to the barn. Lance stood watch, as my dad hooked the lead to Mila and lead her out to the pasture. When Mila tried to pull the lead from my dad's hands, Lance was right there to nip her and make her mind. I watched as dad shut the gate, a sense of pride in him at doing this chore. He turned and put his arm around me as we headed back to the barn. "I have to admit it. I am so damn proud of you mister." He swept his arm wide. "Look at what you do. Do every day! I can tell it isn't an act, I see how the animals are with you." He fell silent for a minute. "It's every father's dream to want the best for his children, his son. To want them to be successful and have a good career. To be better than themselves." He moved to stand in front of me. "I'm so damn proud of you. Seventeen years old and co-master of a promising farm." He surprised me and hugged me tight, "I love you son." "I love you too dad." "Happy Thanksgiving," came Ma's voice. We looked to see her exiting Pa's truck, over by the house. The day went better than I expected. I had envisioned a tense day dealing with my sister's husband, but he was actually fun. Yeah, I did just say that. He even took my side when after dinner we all sat around discussing the plans for the property. Everyone agreed, a plan needed to be developed, one that had the property becoming self-supporting. A huge map of the property spread on the table, and yes, everyone had ideas. I had just been sitting there, listening, when Bruce, who was sitting next to me and Bear spoke up. "You know, we are all sitting here throwing ideas around, but no one has even thought to ask the boys what they think." The gathered fell immediately silent, and all eyes fell to us. "Cody, Barrett, this IS your place, what do you see happening here?" I had an idea that this was a trap. A way for him to push his way in. Get us to say some stupid idea and for him to push us aside and take over. Bear and I had already spent many nights on the porch talking about this very thing. Finding some way to make the property work for us. Bear and I exchanged glances, and he motioned for me to speak. I began by stating our desire to make any venture a lifelong one. Something that should involve all the families, Ma and PA, my sister and Bruce as well as Bear and me. I detailed our idea that was in effect a multi-layered plan. We would create a large, multi-crop garden in the area on a hill behind the house. The crops grown would then be sold at a stand we set up in one of the unused buildings. The stand would also sell items from the other families, Ma's canned and baked goods as well as a selection of maple products from Bruce's sugar house. We would purchase these items from them, mark them up, and resell them at our stand, thus promoting the other businesses. In the area to the south of the house, we would create a pick your own blueberry and strawberry patch, where folks could come and pick their own berries, paying for each basket they pick. These ideas, in and of themselves, were not enough to support the farm. We would need a draw to get people to come, out of their way to spend their money with us. I then laid out a new configuration of the pastures and corrals, setting up a petting zoo of farm animals. With the nearby lake resort and given that the road out front used to be the main road to it, we really were not that far off the beaten path. We could set up displays of how a farm works. The kids could mingle with the goats and sheep. They could hold baby chicks, which could then be sold to other farms. Eggs from the hens could be sold in the stand. We could sell little containers of feed, and the kids could feed the goats and other animals. With the acquisition of more horses, we could do guided riding trails and even picnics. I looked at the gathered adults and noticed everyone looking at me. My mind focused on how no one was talking. Were these ideas that bad? All of their ideas involved selling off huge chunks of the property to make fast cash, and reinvesting it in a much smaller farm. Our ideas kept the farm as one big operation. "I think I speak for everyone," Bruce finally spoke up, "you boys have once again amazed us." He patted my shoulder, giving me a slight shake. "All of what you have suggested is viable and if done properly, a huge money maker. But, what thought do you have for the winter months? The time when the garden and berry patch are not producing. You will continue to have expenses for the care and upkeep of the animals. Not to mention taxes and upgrades to the property." I nodded my head in agreement, Bear taking over. "We can still run the riding trails and even do sleigh rides. We thought about even making snow machine trails. The north end of the property borders state land, and they are always looking to expand the natural aspect." Bear leaned and looked at Bruce. "There is a huge grove of maples that runs along the road to the northeast. Why not expand on your maple business and tours and show how it used to be done." Bear looked at all the adults now. "We have Thor. He needs to work. He could pull a sled with a tank, and the people could collect the sap from buckets like it used to be done years ago." Bear suddenly brightened up, "Then in the stand, we could do a photo display of how the syrup is made and give directions to the sugar house for your tours." Bear sat back, clearly satisfied with himself. "I am not one to get involved in the decisions that need to be made," my dad spoke up. "But allow a proud dad to toot his horn. I think our boys here have surprised us all with their clear thinking and detailed planning. I mean no disrespect, but I think the boys put all of us to shame." He looked at Bear and me now. "Have you put any thought in how you will pay for all of this? I mean they are all great ideas, but it will take money to see them come to fruition." Bear motioned for me to answer him. "There is a sum of money, set aside for the operation of the farm, by Mr. Paul. If my understanding is correct, this money is for the running of and improvements to the farm." I looked to my sister and Pa, who both nodded in agreement. "Also, there is a new job training center at the school. Farming and agriculture, building trades, auto shop, retail, business and culinary. All of these sections are advertising for local business to set up intern programs with the students," I shrugged my shoulders, "free labor. The students come and work for class units. It may not solve all the problems but look at it this way. It's a plus for us and a feather in the cap of the school. Here's the new training center for filling its goals by helping two of its own students." It was much later in the afternoon when Pa came and found me out by the pasture gate. We stood in silence for a bit, the quiet of this area, soothing. "Never would have thought you'd make a farm boy, but shoot, lookie at you now." He draped his big arm over my shoulders. "All of what you boys come up with is agreed too. We need to meet up and work out a detailed plan and involve the lawyer, just to make sure we got our bases covered." Bear joined us, and Pa suggested a ride to the back of the property. He had an idea he wanted to run by us. We rode off through the snow, Pa leading us. We soon were at the back boundary of our property, marked with an old barbed wire fence. Pa led us through a break and then after a short bit through another break in the fence. In all, it only took us about an hour trudging through the deep snow to reach where we were. "That there fenced area belongs to Archer, ah... Dan Archer. Crazy as a loon that bugger is. It's a ten-acre finger of land off his main property that way." A pointed back where we'd ridden from, "That's you boys, there. Runs along to the state boundary ya'll spoke of earlier." Pa now turned and pointed to the other side at a diagonal. "That there land belongs to Kenny's family and this here," Pa now pointed to the last part of land, "well, this here is mine. C'mon, follow me." Pa led us on to the land he said was his, a short distance. We rode into a clearing and both Bear, and I gasped. We just rode into the clearing that was atop the quarry we swam in. "I say we talk to Ken's dad, and all go in together and buy that ten-acre plot at the top, yonder. That'll connect us and solve the ongoing dispute we been havin with Archer. If we cut in a road," Pa pointed to the road that led to his farm. "From there to yer place, we can cut down the time it takes to get from us to you." Pa spun Thor, who he was riding, around. "Then ya'll gots access to all my land to do your riding trails too." I grabbed Bear's arm. "That must have been what Kenny was saying about his dad wanting some property to expand his trails." Bear nodded in agreement. We headed back, Pa telling us to think it over, but I believe our minds were already made up. With a road in, the long drive to Ma and Pa's, not to mention Kenny's would be cut in half. Add to that the addition of the riding trails, it was a no-brainer. Night set in fast after we returned. Ma and Pa packed up and soon headed out, leaving a heap of leftovers for us. My sister and Bruce stayed a bit longer, but also left before long. Now only Jacob, my dad, and Damion remained. We'd already play Monopoly with the family, now just us guys, the beer, and cards came out for poker. We set up in the dining room, Bear pulling out the chips. I noticed a brief look exchanged between Damion and my father. A questioning, puzzled look. "What's with the chips," Damion asked. "We're playing poker dumb ass," Bear snipped at him. "Yeah, got that retard, but since when do we use chips..." "Thought this was strip poker," my Dad added as he seemed to check that he had on all the clothes he could. Damion nodding with an ear to ear grin. "Maybe I need to change," Jacob mumbled looking nervous. "Nope," Damion squealed, "Ya play in what ya got on or your out for the night and have ta do whatever the players playing, want. "Fine," Jacob grumbled. Damion began shuffling the cards. "OK, strip poker. One article of clothing per hand, socks and shoes count as two. Five card draw, deuces are wild. Best hand wins." He was about to start dealing when I raised my hand. "Last chance," I said looking at all the players. "Strip poker, OK?" I looked at my dad just to make sure he understood. Everyone nodded and Damion dealt. "Don't worry boys," Damion chided us, "after you're buck ass naked, I promise to not make you do anything too raunchy." Damion smiled, "Remember, winner of the hand that wins the loser's undies gets to take them off the loser himself." The first few hands saw Bear, Jacob, my dad and me all losing socks and shoes. Damion was only down a shoe. A few more hands and I was down a shirt as was Bear and my dad. Dad, however, had on a wife beater, so only Bear and I were bare chested. Dad then lost his second hand in a row and stood, per the house rules, to slowly strip off his pants. He made quite the show of it too. Turning and moving his hips like a stripper would do. Lowering his pants and the pulling them back up, all of us cheering him to take them off. As he finally got them off and danced around twirling them over his head, I braced myself for him to throw them at me. I was very surprised to see him toss them at Damion! He finished with the loser's lap, parading around the table in his briefs, not one bit embarrassed. Now it was Damion's turn at losing. Five hands in a row, thank me very much. Needless to say, Dami was not at all happy with me. He issued his threats about getting even and tied his jeans around my neck. He dances his lap, and I swear he gave my dad an extra-long look, but I can't be sure. Bear lost his pants to me on the next hand, giving them to my dad with an added hug from behind. This left him, Dami, my dad and me in our undies and Jacob still with his shirt, pants and undies on. The cards were dealt, and I was sitting pretty with three tens. I asked for two and received a three and a two, YES! Four of a kind! I watched as Bear, Damion, and Jacob all folded, leaving just me, and my dad to play. I lay my hand down, Three, duce, ten, ten, and to gasping awws, my final ten. I stretched out in my chair, my legs spread, ready for my dad to come have me take his undies off him. He gave me a smug look. "I don't think you want to be getting all," he waved his hand back and forth at me, "cocky now. Because I still get to lay my hand down." He began to dramatically lay his cards down. "Let's see, Ace of hearts. A king... Of hearts. A queen of hearts, A jack of hearts." He held his last card, all of us holding our breath. "Now, I think if I have the ten of hearts, the ten you were looking for, you need to give me a special dance. For me beating your ass and for having a royal flush." As he said these last two words, he lay the ten of hearts on the table. Everyone erupted in cheers for him and hisses for me. Dad mimicked how I had been sitting, legs spread, arms out, hands wiggling for me to come to him. I could see he was hard, and well, my cock was hardening quickly. I stood and moved to stand between his legs. He took his time, making me turn around for him. His hands first felt up my legs and butt. He then had me face him, and he caressed my chest and abs. "Sorry boys, but last time I saw him he had a pudgy belly. Now, look, he's all firm and strong." He made a growling sound as he hooked his fingers in my waistband. Dad slowly lowered my boxers, my boner getting pushed down with them. I squirmed so it might release itself, but only succeeded is making it pop out and smack my dad on the mouth. I bit my lips and filled my head with all manner of unsexy thoughts, to keep myself from blowing a huge load on his face at that very moment. The boys were all hooting and carrying on, urging my dad to do all manner of things to me. I continued to think of non-sexual things, trying to mentally force my cum back into my balls. Dad hugged my hips to him, my bouncing cock inches from his mouth. "Boys, boys, boys. I am a gentleman and would never take advantage of a situation." Dad then leaned forward, his lips near my now leaking head. "Nor would I kiss and tell." He kissed my cock right on the tip, his tongue secretly pushing against my slit. I groaned as I now lost the battle and my orgasm took control. Two powerful shots splattered his face, making him moan some words I could not understand. He took me in his arms and quickly swallowed the head of my cock as I continued to cum. He swallowed every drop I gave him, his head bobbing back and forth, his fingers spreading my ass cheeks, touching my hole. When I finished cumming, he turned me so all could see, and pulled me to him, my cock vanishing in his mouth and throat. He held me there a moment and then pulled me back, letting my cock pop from his mouth. "Oh fuck me that was so hot," Damion moaned, his own undies now tossed on the table, he stood at his chair thrusting his cock into his fist. Bear followed and quickly stood naked, adding his undies to the pile. He moved next to me and we watched as my dad happily sucked my man's cock into his mouth, while he held my rock hard rod in his hand. I kissed Bear deeply as my father sucked him. His breathing was hard and rapid, and I knew he was going to cum. Motion to our side, I saw Jacob stripping, moving to kneel before Dami, Jacob sucking the fat head of Dami's cock. Damion moved them and sat his ass on the table, laying back. Jacob bobbed his head up and down, Damion guiding him with his hands. "I'm gonna nut," Bear moaned into my mouth. I heard my dad moaning too as Bear grunted while he came. I was overcome with desire and dropped to my knees. I frantically pulled at my dad's briefs needing to release his cock. I managed to release him, his beautiful man cock pointing at my face. He was uncut and about seven inches long. I skinned his cover back and studied his bullet-shaped head. The moment I had thought about so much was here. I felt Bear's hand to the back of my head pushing me to the cock that had made me. I looked up and saw my dad still sucking Bear's cock, his eyes watching me. Above him, Bear winking at me giving me the nod to do it. With a loud slurp, my dad released Bear's cock from his mouth. "Keep that beauty hard for me OK?" Dad then stood and took my head in his hands. He rubbed his cock head on my lips. "I've dreamed of this. Of being with you. All the times I sucked your loads from your cum rags." He used his cock to open my mouth and slid his daddy cock into his son's, my mouth. "I see me a whole lotta young cocks I'll be wanting to suck on," He looked down at me and winked. "Yeah I got yours already, but I want it again when you're not so quick on the draw." I sucked his cock like a pro. I kept my eye on him except for the few times I closed them to savor the memory of his cock in my mouth. Dad was whispering to me. Telling me sweet, sexy things as I sucked him. Mostly things from when I lived with him. How he found my cumy rags and how he loved to rub them on his cock. How when he found warm ones, how he would lick my cream from them as he would lay on my bed and jacked off. How he wanted to do this, that we were doing now, but how nervous he was to approach me. His hand then caressed my face, my eyes opening from a memory of cumming in a rag. "I am so sorry we ever had problems." He smiled at me. "It broke my heart we went through that." Bear hugged him and kissed his cheek. "He never stopped loving you." I continued to suck as Bear rubbed his furry chest. "You guys are going to be OK." >From the table we all heard Dami, moaning that he was going to cum, his grunts and soft moans from Jacob telling us the moment it actually happened. Dad pulled his cock from my mouth and guided Bears to my lips. He watched intently as I gobbled Bear's cock to the root. "I love seeing you sucking cock son." I looked up at him questioningly, and he chuckled. "I used to watch you sucking your friend Todd." I thought back and easily remembered Todd. My young blonde friend who loved having his cock sucked. I also remember several times that my bedroom door was open a crack and now understood why. "I couldn't help myself. I caught you the first time and damn near came in my pants." I moaned, as I switched back to his cock, hoping it fueled his memories. "I'd find you guys and have my cock out and in hand instantly." He shuddered, holding on to Bear for support. "Wish I had the balls to walk in and let you suck me. Oh fuck baby boy, daddy's going to cum. Yeah, son, suck me harder." Dad now held my head and fucked my mouth with his cock. I could see everyone watching me sucking him. Bear stood at his side. Dami lay on the table, peering over the edge. Jacob stood beside Bear, his hand jacking his cock hard. Jacob grunted, and his cock began to cum. He stepped close and oozed his load onto my dad's cock and my mouth. Dad groaned and shot his hot cum into my mouth as I sucked his head. I sucked him until he finished and began to soften. I switched to Jacob's, cleaning his fat head of remaining cum. "Fuck my son has a sweet mouth," I smiled when everyone agreed. "You gotta try his ass," Damion said reaching down to ruffle my hair. My dad gave me a comical look. "Hmm maybe I will, but that would be more of a private thing I think." Dad helped me to stand and gave my butt a nice long feel. "Without an audience?" He looked at Damion as his finger pushed into my hole. "And if someone else is OK with it." He now looked to Bear, who he hugged closer. We spent the next hour or so hanging out naked. Dad and Jacob got into a long discussion about the panties Jacob had been wearing. I don't think they were flirting or anything, just sharing a common like of undies. I mostly stayed out of the conversation, letting them make friends. I do now Jacob told dad to come over and check out his collection, and dad saying anytime he was down south to come to his place. Damion regaled Bear and me of college life, and we filled him in on the happenings here. He admitted that he was jealous of our good fortune, but was happy for us none the less. After a while he moved over to Jacob and dad came back with us. It was clear Damion was interested in Jacob, and we all smiled when it was announced Damion was going to sleep at Jacob's. They gathered their things and did put on some clothes before heading out the door. Dad sat with me on the couch, making sure I was OK with what had happened between us. I made sure he knew I was and that if he wanted more, I was ready for that too. I lay on the couch, my head on his thigh. Bear sat at the other end, the same direction I was laying, my feet in his lap. We spent the better part of two hours telling dad of our adventures both regular and sexual. I worried how he would react when I began to talk about the horses and the dogs, but I was just so comfortable with him. It was like nothing ever happened between us. Bear assured him I was safe and that either horse would ever hurt me. That most times he or another friend was there. Dad remained silent but moved me so I was laying half on his lap, off the couch. My legs went around him, and his hands began spreading my cheeks. Bear lay on the couch his hands helping my dad play with my butt. "So you are saying that big horse cock fit in this tiny, sexy hole?" I moaned as his fingers rubbed over my pucker. "Yep," Bear replied. "He even had me and a bud in him at the same time, too." I could envision Bear taking dad's hands and sucking on his finger, before pushing it into my ass. "Don't take much to get my stud loose and ready. I want to see you love him like I know you do." "I want to watch you make love to my son too. Ever since I met you, I have wanted to see you make love to him. Share you both." "Come on dad, let's go to the room and make dreams come true." Bear stood up and helped me to stand. As dad stood behind us, Bear and I began to make out. Dad hugged us as we moved as a group to the bedroom. "I'm not a young stud buck like you boys. It'll take me some time to get hard again. How about you two put on a show for the old man, and when I'm ready I can join in?" "Oh, trust me," Bear said pushing dad back onto the bed, "We'll get you hard and ready in no time." Bear moved me with my dad so I could again suck his daddy cock, my ass pointing to dad's face. Bear stood over us, and bent over, licking my hole so my dad could watch. Bear was right. We had dad rock hard in no time. I moved and positioned my ass over his cock, facing him so I could see his expression as I sank down on his cock. Oh, fuck did it feel so good! I took every inch of his man cock into my boy pussy. I felt every inch, every vein, everything there was to feel. I watched his eyes looking at me. Felt his hands exploring my now, work defined chest and abs. Felt as he played with my nipples, pinching and pulling them. I leaned back on my hand and feet, working my tightness on his cock. His hands now feeling my strong legs, his eyes watching my cock swing about as I rode him. "Fuck son, you are every bit as good as I had hoped. Tight, but not virgin tight." He moved his hips, changing the angle at which his cock fucked into me. "Loose but not slutty loose." He stroked Bear's legs, looking to where Bear knelt next to us. He stroked Bear's big cock. "You take good care of my son, don't you? Yeah, I know you do with this monster cock of yours. Mmm, did you fuck him good that first night? Make him moan nice and loud?" I moaned now hearing my dad talking all dirty. Bear looked at my dad hard. "I have never just fucked him." Bear wrapped his arms around me and kissed me passionately. He pulled back from our kiss and held my gaze. "Every time we are together, we make love. When there are others with us, I make love to him." Bear touched my face as I sank onto my dad's cock. "From the first second my eyes looked into his, I knew I loved him, and he loved me." I was still down on my dad's cock, my ass squeezing his shaft as I remembered the day we met. "Miller's pond," I breathed. "You came up between my legs at the dock." I kissed him again. My mind racing back to that fateful day. How I wanted him to take me at that moment, right on the dock. The feel of his touch, taking my cigarette from my lips. Seeing his cock when we went to piss. His half naked body on mine when he rode piggy-back. "Aww fuck I'm gonna cum," I screamed, now again riding my dad's cock. "Oh boy me too," dad moaned. I felt him pushing up into me and his cock throbbing. My cock throbbed and belched thick white streams of my cum over my dad's chest almost to his neck. He grabbed my cock and stroked me as I continued to shoot on him. Bear took me back, dad's cock staying in me. Bear let me suck his cock till we heard my dad's pop free of me. Bear adjusted how we were and spooned behind me. "Come on dad, help me out will ya? I got his leg up you grab my dick and guide me in." I was too busy nuzzling my man to try and watch. "Yeah dad, oh fuck your hands feel good on my pecker. Now, oh ahh, that's it, get me there so I can get in." Bear's cock pushed into my lubed ass, making me moan. He continued to tell me what was going on out of my sight. Every touch of my dad on him, how good my ass felt on his cock. I moaned again when I felt when Dad started sucking my cock. Just the head, but oh fuck it was heaven. His tongue swirled around my head and stabbed into my slit. I could feel his eyes watching Bear's cock fuck my hole, especially when he left my cock and began working my balls. He licked them front and back, sucking first one then the other. His tongue found my taint and slowly licked back, his face pressing to our legs. When his tongue licked my ass lips and Bear's cock, I gobbled dad's soft cock into my mouth. My cock lurched between us and shot another load onto his hairy chest. Bear thrust hard into my ass, moaning for dad to lick him more as he fucked his son. I could feel Bear shooting his seed deep into me, my dad's tongue licking my ass lips around Bears cock. Dad's cock never hardened as I sucked him but he did moan and give me a watery, sweet fluid. Bear rolled us back, dad's cock pulling from my still sucking mouth. Dad got onto his knees near my head, my mouth trying to get his wonderful cock between my lips. "Damn boys, this old man has never cum so many times in one night, ever." He stroked his hand over my head. "Even when I found huge, fresh loads of your sperm." "I left them for you." I lied, but the look on his face took the sin from my words. "I didn't know at first, but then just my cum rags were missing so I kind of put one and one together." I watched him blush, knowing I was making him happy. "So, Oh Mmm," I moaned as Bear slid his cock from me. "One day I left one right out where you'd see it. I made sure it had a big load in it. I got home, and it was gone." Bear smacked me playfully and said I was evil. "I don't know if this was the time you speak of, but, I remember one-time finding a face cloth on your bed." He stroked his cock, the head touching my lips. "It had a big load, the biggest I'd ever seen." He closed his eyes remembering the day. "I found it right as you left for school and it was still warm. Still visible on the cloth." He moaned, his cock head firmly between my lips. "I was on your bed, I remember your clothes were all around me. I was only in my robe. I rubbed a pair of your boxers on my cock as I licked your sperm from the cloth." I had his whole head in my mouth sucking him. Bear was nibbling my ear, whispering for me to make him cum again. Dad was moaning as he remembered, licking my spent cum from his fingers, he'd wiped from his chest. "Oh I was so bad," he moaned. "I wanted my son in a sexual way. Wanted you to walk in and find me there. Wanted to suck this sweet cream right from your cock." His body convulsed and his cock, only semi hard, came one final time onto my tongue. His body twitched, his cock becoming super sensitive. I held him in my mouth, wanting every drop his cock gave me, but he eased his soft member from my mouth. He stayed with us for a while. Kneeling there, stroking his hands over our young bodies. Bear had fallen asleep, and I was fighting to stay awake. My last memory was of dad kissing my head. "I love you son." My sincerest apologies for the long delays in writing. I have been laid up with an injured shoulder, which makes typing, difficult. Hope you are enjoying the story so far. Let me know what you think. Email me at - strike1463@aol.com - Please put the story title in the subject line so your mail doesn't go to spam. I have set up a notify list, as a vast majority of you have emailed me requesting I set one up. It is never too late to get on it, just email me and ask me to add you to it. Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to email, I loved getting them all! Your continued support keeps me and this story going! I love hearing what you think and how much you "enjoy" the story! Remember Nifty needs our donations to help keep this awesome site free for everyone to enjoy. 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