Date: Tue, 05 Jun 2001 17:34:17 -0700
From: Joe Webster <joelaw@inreach.com>
Subject: MY LIFE AS A WHORE, Part 20

Guys,  sorry  this is so late getting to you.   But hey,  we all  have
busy  lives.   I have another chapter in the works,  so don't despair.
Besides, "Joey" wants to get more big DICK!.  Enjoy.

Your humble writer.

                         MY LIFE AS A WHORE
                              (Part 20)

After my daddy fucked me,  he took me down into his den.   When we got
there, he sat down and said,  "Now Joey.  I want to know what happened
with  you and those two guys."   I bit my lip and then,  looked at him
and said, "Well, I, uh,  was walking home from the store and Randy and
his  friend  Greg came up to me.   Randy asked if I wanted to go  with
them some place and at first, I hesitated.  But then,  Greg pulled his
big dick out and it started getting hard and I,  uh,  well,  I guess I
wanted  it.   The next thing I knew,  they were taking me up into  the
woods.   They made me strip off my shorts and then,  get into the back
of Greg's truck with them.   They both fucked me and let me suck their
cocks.  And, well,  that's all there was too it,  till they dropped me
off  on  Mr.  Carmen's lawn up the street.   That's where the  officer
found me."

I  stopped  and looked at my dad and he said,  "That's not all of  it.
Come on Joey.  Tell me what they did to you in the woods.   I want the
truth now,  don't hold back!"   I bit my lip again and squirmed on the
little couch as he got up and walked around the desk and then,  leaned
back against it, his arms crossed as he stared down at me.  I started,
"Well,  Randy had told Greg that he knew a queer that would give him a
blowjob  and  would let Greg fuck him.   He had a real nice  big  dick
daddy, and he was hot looking, like Randy.  When we got in the back of
the truck, he teased me with his cock till I was almost crying, trying
to get it into my mouth.  As he teased me, Randy kept smacking my butt
with his hand and then, when I started sucking on Greg's cock, he used
his belt on my balls from behind."

My dad asked, "Did he hurt you Joey?"   I shook my head and said,  "Oh
no daddy.  Its fun the way Randy uses his belt on me, usually, anyway.
Like  the other night when he was here with you and Jim.   Like  that,
nothing real hard,  just slapping at my balls and ass with the belt as
he  watched  me sucking Greg's big dick!"   I paused and my dad  said,
"So, if it wasn't so bad,  then,  why do you have those marks all over
your legs and back!?" I blushed and said,  "Well,  after Greg shot his
load  into my mouth and then,  proceeded to fuck me,  Randy pulled  me
away to show Greg how much of a whore I am for cock.  One thing led to
the other and he was beating me with his belt as I sucked on his cock.
Then,  he  fucked  me and made me suck on Greg's  cock  again.   Then,
afterward,  as Greg was fucking me and pissing inside me,  he began to
beat me with the belt,  making me kneel up,  my hands locked up around
Greg's  neck,  as he fucked me,  and Randy beat my cock and balls with
his belt.  Then, he made me eat out Greg's ass, and that's when he got
excited  and  began to beat the backs of my legs and my back with  the
belt!"

I paused again, and looked up at him dad.  I looked down at his crotch
and could see he was turned on by what I was saying.   He asked,  "Did
it hurt Joey?  When he used the belt on you, did it hurt?"  I shook my
head no and said, "No, not really, but then,  after a bit it did hurt.
But I was really enjoying the way they were fucking my mouth and pussy
daddy, and I didn't seem to care anymore!"   He frowned then,  and ran
his hand down over his hairy belly and then,  cupped his hardon in his
shorts.  I  licked at my lips as I stared at his hand groping his cock
in  the shorts,  and wondered if he was going to let me suck it again.
Then,  he moved around to the desk chair and sat down and said,  "Come
here  Joey."  I got down on my hands and knees and crawled over to him
and  he smiled at me as I got between his legs.   He held his cock up,
his shorts down under his big hairy balls.  He smiled and said,  "Like
being  between my legs don't you pig slut?"   I moved in between  them
and  pressed  my face into the base of his cock against his balls  and
said, "I love being between your legs daddy!"

He  smiled and pulled my head back a little then,  scooted forward  in
the  chair  and slid his cock into my mouth.  I was so  excited  about
having his cock in my mouth again, I slid all the way down on it, till
my nose was crushed into his hairy pubes.  Then, as I sucked slowly on
his  big  dick,  I heard him pick up the phone and dial a  number.   I
heard, "Randy?   That you guy?"   There was a pause and he said,  "Its
me, John, John Martin, Joey's dad."  There was another pause and then,
my  daddy  pressed his hand on my head,  pushing my mouth all the  way
down on his cock,  as I heard him say,  "Now,  listen to me Randy.   I
want you to get this and get this right now!  I don't mind if you take
Joey somewhere and fuck his hot little mouth and fuck his horny little
ass, but beating him like you did,  that better stop guy!"   There was
another pause and he continued, "And, not only that. If I find out you
do  it again  like you did to him today,  I'm gonna personally come to
your house and beat your ass for you!  You got that boy!?  Yeah, maybe
I'll  do  it in front of your folks!  How would you like that  buddy!?
Want  to  have your folks know that you enjoy beating on  little  boys
while  you  fuck their mouths or fuck their ass!?   Do  you  guy!?  Do
you!?"

There  was another pause,  and then he said,  "Listen you little punk,
don't you go trying to scare me!   Don't threaten me buddy!   You want
to  find out what trouble is,  you just mess around with me guy,  just
try  it and find out how fast you end up in jail bastard!   You forget
who  I  am and what I do for a living buddy!   Besides,  the cop  that
picked  him  up after you unloaded him on Carmen's  lawn,  enjoys  the
pleasures of Joey, and would probably make your life a living hell, if
you get my drift!?"  There was another pause and then, he said, "Well,
you need to tell him that Randy!   Here."   He moved the phone next to
my ear and said, "Listen Joey!"  As I sucked on my dad's cock, I heard
Randy  say,  "Hey Joey honey.  I'm really sorry about getting  carried
away this afternoon.  Won't happen again.   O.k.?"  I mumbled my mouth
full  of daddy's dick.   I heard Randy laugh and asked,  "You  sucking
your  old  man's  cock again Joey?"  I moaned and bobbed my  head  and
pulled back off daddy's cock and gasped, "Yes, I am Randy!"

He said, "Shit, cant' get enough dick can you bitch boy!  Well, me and
Greg  have  to leave in a couple of days and if you want,  we'll  both
come over and fuck you long and hard baby!  Would you like that?  Want
to  feel  that  big  dick of Greg's spreading your  hot  little  pussy
bitch!?  Do you? Do you?" I gasped,  "Uh,  oh Randy,  that sounds like
fun!!"   Daddy pulled the phone away from me and then,  pushed my head
back  to his cock as I heard him ask,  "What did you say to him Randy?
Oh yeah, uh huh, hmmm, yeah,  bet he would like that,  but if you come
over  here,  I  want to be here and no funny business with your  belt!
You got that Randy!?"  He talked for a bit more,  but I didn't listen,
I was enjoying the taste and feel of his big dick in my mouth to care.
Then, he hung up the phone.

As he did,  his hands grasped the side of my head and began to work my
mouth up and down on his cock, faster and harder.  Then,  he jerked it
from my mouth and ordered,  "Turn around bitch!  I want that boy pussy
of yours Joey!  Spread your legs honey, yeah, that's it!  Now, feel it
you  little fucking whore!  Uh,  uh,  yeah,  feel that big cock bitch,
feel it!  Wanting that mean stud to come and fuck you some more, well,
take my cock you little cock whore,  slut,  pig,  cunt bitch,  take it
Joey, take it!  Take every fucking inch whore bitch!"   He was driving
in and out of me hard, roughly and I moaned and shoved my ass back for
more, submitting to him,  wanting to give him my ass for his pleasure.
I  squeezed and released continuously as he fucked me and groaned from
the  pleasure I was giving him.   That spurred me on and I was working
my  ass and ass muscles like crazy as he drove that luscious big  dick
of his deep up into me over and over.

Then,  he  shouted,  Pulling my head back by the hair,  as he shouted,
"Yeah, yeah,  take it bitch!   You fucking little slut cunt!   Letting
different men use this hot tight bitch hole of yours!   Being a little
whore!  A fucking slut for men to use!" I gasped, "Yes daddy, oh  yes!
Fuck  your whore daddy,  fuck your slut,  give me that big dick daddy!
Ooo, daddy, it feels soooo gooooood, so  hard and big!  Fuck me daddy,
fuck your whore,  fuck my whore pussy daddy,  use me daddy,  use me!!"
He  pushed my head down to the floor and leaned over me,  as he  drove
his  hard  shaft to me with abandon.  I had never felt him fuck me  as
hard  as  he did just then.   I knew I was his whore as he fucked  me,
used  me  hard and deep,  making sure I knew my place for him,  on  my
knees,  my ass shoved up for his pleasure!   I loved it and moaned and
begged for more as he continued driving in and out of me.

Just  then,  the phone rang.   He gasped as he drove into me hard  and
held his cock inside me as he picked the phone up and shouted,  "Yeah?
Who is it!?"  There was a pause and then, he said,  "Yeah,  he's here.
Who wants to know!?"  Then he asked, "You that Carl Jackson that lives
down the street from here?  Yeah, uh huh, you did, did you?  Well, who
told  you such a thing?"   There was a long pause and then,  my  daddy
laughed and said, "Yeah, he's a good friend of mine.   What,  you were
there huh?   Well,  what did you think of the little piece I left with
you guys?  Uh huh, yeah,  he is like that!   In fact,  he's right here
between my legs right now guy!   Yeah,  got my fucking cock shoved all
the  way  up  his whore twat and he's working on it  with  his  pussy!
Yeah,  he  loves to do that to big dicks!"   He paused and slowly slid
his cock in and out of me and then, asked,  "So,  what did you have in
mind Carl?"

There was another pause and during it, he shoved his cock into me hard
and ground into my crack,  making me moan.   I don't know what the man
on the other side was saying, but it was sure getting my daddy hot!  I
could feel his cock getting even harder inside me,  as I squeezed down
on it and massaged it with my ass chute.  Then, he asked, "So you want
a little boy toy for a few hours huh?  When?"  There was another pause
and  then,  he jerked his cock out of my ass and pulled my head up and
pushed my face into his crotch.  I held onto his hips as I moaned into
his hairy pubes as he held me tight to his crotch.   Then,  I heard my
dad said, "Listen if we do this I got one condition.  Well,  I want to
film  my  little whore here getting dicked by big men!   Want to  have
something  to remember him by as I get older!"   He laughed then,  and
said, "Yeah, something like that!  Besides,  I sort of like to see him
being a whore for other men."

There  was  more laughter and then,  my dad said,  "O.k.   Let's  see,
that's a Saturday and I usually go into work around that time to check
up on things.  Be perfect Carl.  Yeah, no problem.  What's that?  $500
bucks!   You  mean,  you want me to whore my boy out for  money?"   He
chuckled  and I remembered what he had taken from Luke and moaned into
daddy's crotch.  He felt it and said, "Sure, sounds good to me.  Sure,
can  make sure none of the men get their faces in the film.  But  they
have  to be willing to let me film them using the little cunt  whore!"
There was another pause and then, he said, "Great, see you there Carl.
Yeah, I know the address, got me a warehouse down there myself.  O.k.,
buddy,  see you there!"   He hung up the phone and pulled my head back
and said, "Well, little pussy boy,  daddy's gonna get you dicked good,
oh yeah,  real good!   You want to do that honey!?   Want to have some
more  men play in your mouth and ass pussy and use you like the little
whore cunt you are!?  Huh Joey, do you baby?"

I  looked up at him and said,  "Yes daddy,  I want that!  I want to do
whatever  you  want me to do!"   He chuckled and stroked my  chin  and
said, "Now, where were we!"  I giggled and said,  "You were fucking my
pussy daddy!"  He laughed and said,  "Oh yeah!   Turn around bitch and
show  me that hot little cunny of yours!"  I turned around and lay  my
head  on  the  floor and reached back and spread my  butt  cheeks  and
asked, "This one daddy!?"  He laughed and slid off the chair behind me
and guided his cock to my hole and shoved in all the way, saying,  "Oh
yeah,  this is the pussy that was milking my dick!!  Uh,  uh,  uh!"  I
moaned  in  pleasure as his big dick slid up into me.  I knelt  there,
spreading my legs even wider, like a frog,  as he began to use me deep
hand hard, just like before the phone call.  I loved it and wiggled my
ass  and worked it up and down,  letting him use me for his  pleasure.
When  he came he shoved it in hard and deep and I groaned as I shot at
the same time.

After he pulled out, he pushed my face down to the puddle of cum I had
shot on the floor and said, "Lick that up honey!   Don't want your mom
to see it!" I did as he wanted, as all the while,  he kept two fingers
working in my upturned ass.  Then, he pulled them out and said,  "Now,
go get cleaned up.   You mom and sister may come back any minute!"   I
got  up and went into the shower upstairs and did as he  said.   After
ward  I  went and lay on my bed and fell asleep.   I woke up about  an
hour  later and heard my dad,  mom and sister down stairs.   There was
some kind of argument going on and I sneaked to the head of the stairs
to listen.   My mom was shouting,  "I can't believe it!   I just can't
believe it John!  Using your son that way!   Having those men do those
things  to  him!"   I heard my dad shout and say,  "You knew what  his
father was like honey!   Well,  he's just like him and I can't control
him!"

My  sister came to the foot of the stairs and looked up at me and  the
look on her face was something I had never seen.   She shouted,  "Mom,
the  little  queer is listening on the stairs!"   My mom came  to  the
stairs and said,  "Get down here Joey!   NOW!"  I came down the stairs
slowly  and when I reached the last step,  she reached out and slapped
me  hard  on the face!   She said,  "Fucking  faggot!   Sucking  men's
penises, letting them fuck you!   And enjoying it too!   That's what I
was told and how you let Brad and his buddies do it to you too!  Well,
you can just get your things and get out of my house!  You hear me you
queer,  you  homosexual,  you  faggot!   I don't ever want to see  you
again!   You or your father!!"   I looked at my dad who seemed just as
stunned, and he gulped and said, "Now listen Jane.   You may be mad at
me, but it isn't Joey's fault!"  My mom turned on him, and it was like
some wild animal as she began to pummel him with her fists!  My sister
screamed  and ran out of the house and then,  my dad went to his knees
as my mom grabbed a big broom and hit my dad over the head with it.

She screamed something unintelligible at him and then, tore up past me
up the stairs.  I sat down on the last step, stunned as I stared at my
father, kneeling there, staring up the steps.   He looked at me and he
looked so sad,  I just wanted to hug him,  anything,  but as I reached
out for him, he pushed my hand aside.  He said,  "Go sit in my den and
don't move till I get there!"  I got up and did as he ordered and as I
got  in  the den,  could hear the shouting and things being broken  up
stairs. It seemed like I was there for hours.   Then,  I heard both of
them at the front door.  My mom screamed, "Now,  I'm leaving you,  you
son  of a bitch!   Fucking boy fucker!   Pervert!  You're just  damned
lucky  I don't call the fucking police on you!  Yeah,  should do that!
Have  them arrest you,  you and that fucking pervert son you got here.
Then,  have them take Joey and put him away in a place where boys like
him  belong!   A  place where he'll never be able to do any  of  those
things you perverted bastards have been doing!

I heard my dad plead, "Please Jane, please,  don't do this,  please!!?
I  love you Jane,  please!!"   I heard my mom holler back,  "Love  me!
Love me!  You only love one thing you perverted bastard!  Yeah,  and I
don't know where you sent him,  but you can have him!   Yeah,  and you
can have that other no good spawn of your cock too!  Yeah,  keep Brad,
keep  him  for  your perverted pleasures!   For  all  I  know,  you're
probably fucking him too!"  Then,  I heard the door slam upstairs.   I
sat there, the room dark, afraid to move. I didn't hear anything for a
while and then,  got up and walked out into the den and to the foot of
the stairs.  Just then,  I heard the front door open and Brad come in,
saying, "Hey dad.   What's going on!?   I saw mom and sis driving like
hell down the street while I was coming home."

There  wasn't an answer at first.   Then,  I heard my dad say,  "Brad,
come with me.   I need to talk to you and Joey."   Brad asked as I saw
them  at the top of the stairs,  "What's going on dad!"   He came down
the  stairs  following  dad  and dad went and sat in  his  big  chair,
turning it towards the couch.  He said, "Both of you sit down."  I sat
on  the couch and Brad came over and sat next to me as we looked up at
my  dad  expectantly.   My dad seemed to pause a long time  and  then,
said, "Well, first off, Brad, your mother and sister have left."  Brad
interrupted and said, "But why,  what's going on dad!?"   My dad waved
him quiet and said, "Here's the story guys.  First,  your mom got word
from  a  friend  of hers about what we've been doing with  Joey  here.
Seems  her son told her about how he and a couple of guys had used him
as  a whore."   Brad looked at me and asked,  "Shit,  who was it dad!?
Which one of the guys told on us!?"

My dad shook his head and said,  "It doesn't matter Brad.   The damage
has  been  done.   Your mom even saw some pictures of the kid and  you
Brad  fucking Joey at both ends,  along with some of him sucking off a
few  other guys while all of you sat around naked.  Seems the pictures
showed  Joey going from one guys cock to the next and sucking each  of
them  off.   The fact that it was in the kids own house and in his den
was  a shock to the kids mom and she called your mom."   He paused and
Brad looked at me and then, back to dad and asked,  "So,  what's going
to  happen now?"   Dad shrugged his shoulders and said,  "Your mom has
gone.   She's  flying up to her folks place with your sister and  said
she's going to see a lawyer."  Brad gasped,  "A lawyer?   You're going
to  be  divorced  dad?"   My dad hung his head and held it  and  then,
looked up and said, "Guess so son.  Now,  I don't know what's going to
really  happen just yet.   Will have to talk with Willy Carlson  about
it,  you  know  my lawyer from work.   Maybe Willy will give  me  some
answers."

Brad  started crying and I reached over and pulled him to my chest and
at  first,  he  let  me,  then,  he pulled back and stared at  me  and
shouted, "Its all your fault,  you fucking faggot!   If you weren't so
horny  to suck dick and have it fucked to you,  no one would be seeing
pictures of you doing it!"  He stared at me and I could see real anger
in his eyes and one his face.  He reached out as he pushed me back and
slapped  me hard across the face.   He stood up and tore up the stairs
as I sat there, stunned, my face burning from where he hit me.  My dad
got  up  and came over to me and pulled me up to him and I  held  onto
him as he stroked my back and I cried into his chest.  Then,  he said,
"Sit  here  for a while Joey.   I'm going to go talk  with  Brad."   I
stammered, "Uh, daddy,  I'm sorry!  Uh,  I didn't mean to cause all of
this!"   He pulled me tight to him and stroked my hair and said,  "Sh,
sh, easy Joey, easy honey. Its not your fault."

I looked up at him and he said, "No matter what anyone says, it is not
your  fault Joey!   What's been  happening with your mother and I  has
been  going on for quite a while.   This just gave her what she really
wanted,  an  out.   So,  don't you think of it as you being the cause.
Now,  I'm going to go talk to Brad and you stay here till I come back.
O.k.?"  I nodded as he let me go and sat down on the couch and watched
him go up the stairs.  He seemed so old,  so worn as he slowly went up
them.   I didn't know what to do,  what to say,  it was like the world
was  spinning  around me and I couldn't stop it.   I lay down  on  the
couch and began to cry and cry, my body wracked with sobs as I thought
of  what I had heard,  what had been said.   Was I really the one that
caused  this?   Was  my dad right?   Was it,  or had it been going  on
around me all the time and I had never seen it?

I lay there, trying to stop crying as I heard Brad and my dad talking,
well, actually hollering for a while, then, there was silence.   I lay
there, not moving as I heard them moving around upstairs.  I turned on
the tv and watched,  or sort of watched,  my mind whirling and finally
fell  asleep.   Later,  I woke up with a start as the couch moved  and
Brad  sat  next to me.   He leaned over and kissed my cheek and  said,
"I'm  sorry  Joey.   Will you forgive me?   I know it wasn't you  that
caused it.  Dad and I talked it out and I see that had been coming for
a long time." I looked up and hugged him, saying, "Oh Brad,  I'm,  I'm
so scared!"  He held me and said, "Sh, sh, easy Joey, easy."

I pulled back and asked, "Where's daddy Brad?"  He said, "He went over
to Mr. Carlson's to talk about this stuff.   Now,  why don't you go up
and  go to bed and I'll come up and tuck you in.   O.k.?"   I wiped my
eyes and said, "Yes Brad!"   I got up and went upstairs to my room and
got undressed and lay on my bed.  I was naked as I had stopped wearing
anything  to bed since we had gotten back from the funeral.  It seemed
easier  to be naked so that whenever Brad or dad wanted to fuck me  or
let me suck their cock,  I didn't have to get undressed.   I lay there
for  a while and then,  looked up as Brad came into the room.   He sat
down next to me and then, lay along side me.  I leaned over and hugged
myself to  him and said, "What's going to happen Brad?"

Brad said, "Don't know Joey,  don't know.   Dad could get into a whole
lot  of  trouble if the police or someone finds out that you  and  him
have been having sex! I mean, even you and me, though that won't be as
bad  as dad.   They'll call it incest and that's against the law Joey.
Dad  could go to jail and maybe,  even me!"  I looked up and said,  "I
don't  want you or daddy to go to jail for what we've been doing Brad.
I mean, I like doing it with you two and, well,  I can't believe daddy
could go to jail, or even you!!"   He shrugged his shoulders and said,
"Well, incest is incest Joey. Its against the law."  In my little mind
I  listened to what he said,  and then,  asked,  "But,  uh,  what if I
wasn't really daddy's son Brad, or,  your brother?   Would that make a
difference?"

He asked, "What are you talking about Joey? You're my brother,  dad is
your father, and that makes what we've been doing incest!"  I shook my
head and said, "But Brad,  I'm not really your brother!   I mean,  mom
didn't have me the way she did you and sis."   He asked,  "What do you
mean  Joey!?"   I  gulped and sat up and looked down at him and  said,
"I'm  adopted  Brad!"   He looked at me shocked and sat up  and  said,
"Stop  that Joey,  you are not adopted!!"   I cried a little and said,
"Yes  I am Brad!"   He stared at me as I began to tell him what I knew
and had found out from dad and Uncle Tim.  I finished by saying,  "So,
now  you know.  I'm more like my real dad Brad.   Daddy and Uncle  Tim
told me that he was a cock whore like I am.  That he loved to have men
fuck  him,  just  like me!"   Brad stared at me and I knew  he  didn't
believe me.

I said, "Stay here. Daddy showed me something that proves it Brad!"  I
got  up  and went down to dad's den and got the papers of my  adoption
that  he had shown me one night to prove to me about my dad.  They had
my real dad's and mom's names and I went back upstairs and showed them
to Brad.  He read them,  shock obvious on his face.   He looked up and
said, "But Joey, you are still my little brother!" I almost pushed him
off the bed and I clasped myself to him and said, "Am I Brad?  Am I!?"
He held me and said, "Yes Joey, you are.   Though,  I never would have
thought  I'd have a whore for a brother!!"   He tickled me as he  said
this last and I giggled and rubbed up against him.  I licked his cheek
and said, "I like being a whore brother for you Brad!"  He laughed and
held me and then, we talked for a bit and finally, he said,  "Well,  I
better  go  down  and pick up the mess downstairs.   You go  to  sleep
Joey."

He  got  up  and I reached out for him and grabbing his pants  at  the
waist and asked, "Will you sleep with me tonight Brad?  Please Brad!?"
He smiled and patted my cheek and said, "Sure Joey, sure.  Just let me
get things straightened up."   I watched as he left the room and heard
him  downstairs.   He  had turned off the light as he left and  I  lay
there, wondering what was going to  happen now!  A little while later,
I heard him coming up the stairs.  Then, he stood in the doorway a few
minutes and then, came in.  I could see him as he undressed and he got
down  to his briefs and then,  slid onto the bed next to me.  I  moved
over  and  snuggled up against him and he wrapped one of his big  arms
around me.  I felt safe,  though it was a funny kind of safety.   Even
with all the trouble that had gone on, I looked down at his briefs and
could see his cock under the thin material.

I  slid  my hand over and groped his cock gently and he  chuckled  and
said, "What's this!?   Even with everything that's gone on,  you still
want to get to my cock!?"  I squeezed it,  feeling it harden and said,
"Can't  help it Brad!   You know I like your cock!"   He chuckled  and
then,  leaned  down  and slid his briefs off and spread his  legs  and
said,  "Then  have at it Joey!"  I slid my hand through the dark hairs
around  his cock and slid my hand down to gently stroke his balls.   I
leaned in and slid my head under his arm and licked at his left nipple
as  I  began  to stroke his cock.   It was hard and I did  it  slowly,
enjoying the feel of it.   I looked up at his face and he was watching
me.   I leaned over further and slid my tongue out and drove it around
in circles on his tit nub and he moaned a little.

He said, "I don't know if we should be doing this Joey!"   I looked up
at  him and said,  "I want you Brad!  I want your cock Brad!   Please,
please, let me have your cock!  Any way you want to put it to me Brad,
I want it so bad!  Please!"   He stroked my face and then said,  "Lean
down  and  get it nice and wet Joey!"  I leaned down over his  crotch,
inhaling  his musky man smell as I slid my lips around his hard shaft.
I  slid my mouth up and down on it slowly,  wetting it till it  almost
ran  with my saliva.   I lifted up and then,  rolled over onto my back
and  lay back.   He lifted up and moved in between my legs as I spread
them.   He scooted up closer to me and leaned over me on all fours and
I slid my hand down to his cock and grasped it, guiding it to my hole.
He pushed forward and his cock slid up into me.

He  did  it slowly,  letting me feel ever inch of it sliding into  me,
watching me as he did it.  Then, it was all the way in me and I sighed
and  moaned  lightly as he began to rock his hips from side  to  side,
letting  me  feel  it  hit every where inside me as I  gasped  out  in
pleasure.   I pushed up with my elbows and sucked at each of his tits,
as I begged, "Fuck me Brad!  Please,  fuck me,  fuck me hard,  fuck me
rough!  Make all the pain go away Brad!  Please, please Brad, please!"
He  pushed  my head back and then,  pulled his cock out till just  the
head was inside me.   Then,  he drove it into me deeply,  hard with no
pausing.   He  pulled  it back,  then,  did it again,  then  again.  I
surrendered  to  the  hard thrusts he was giving  me,  trying  to  get
everything out of my head but the thrill of his big dick in me!

He  never said a word,  just fucked me.   He drove his cock into me so
hard, my ass lifted off the bed over and over.  He lifted up, grasping
my  ankles and continued to powerfuck me as I writhed on the bed below
him.  He let one leg go and lifted the other and fucked me sideways as
he  rolled  me over onto my side.   Then,  he rolled me over  onto  my
belly, and grabbed my head by the hair,  making me groan from the pain
of his jerking of my head backwards.   All the while,  he was pounding
his cock in and out of me.   It may have been wrong,  it may have been
the  wrong thing to be doing just then,  but for me,  it was  working,
driving some of the demons in my head away, as I submitted to the cock
fucking me, the man using me!

Every time he would be close to cumming,  he'd jerk his cock out of me
and use his fingers on my hole, jamming them in and out,  as I writhed
in  lust for him.   Then,  he'd thrust his cock back into me and start
fucking me over again.   I don't know how many times he did this,  but
finally,  with  a  wild  shout,  he drove into me and I felt  his  cum
filling  me.   He  kept his cock inside me as he lay on my  back,  and
then, both of us fell asleep.   Him on top of me,  his cock inside me,
me laying there, accepting that he was on top of me and falling asleep
to  it.   We  both woke up when my dad came in and we realized it  was
morning.   He  came in and slapped Brad's butt and said,  "Come on you
two, time to get up!"

Brad's  cock  inside me was hard and I squeezed on it as he  tried  to
lift up and said, "Come on Joey, let me pull out!" I gasped, "No,  no,
I want it in me Brad, please,  please!"  He said,  "But I have to piss
Joey!   Shit,  let me pull it out baby!"  I pushed my ass up hard into
his crotch and squeezed on it harder, as I begged,  "No,  no,  please,
don't take it out,  please don't take it out Brad!   Please!"   My dad
reached over and said quietly, "Fuck him Brad."    My dad stood there,
as Brad lifted up to his knees and jerked my hips up and began to fuck
me.  Driving his cock in and out of me, till he shot his load.   Then,
he  held  it  inside  me and I could feel him pissing into  me  and  I
squeezed  on  his cock,  wanting him to fill me with his golden  flow.
Just then, Dad said, "Pull out Brad!   Let me in there!"   I moaned as
Brad  pulled  out  and dad slid his cock into my cum and  piss  filled
hole.

I wiggled into his crotch as he buried his big dick in me and squeezed
on  it,  as he began to fuck me,  long and deep.   He pounded my  ass,
making  the sound of his pubes hitting my cheeks with a loud slap each
time  he  drove all the way in.   Then,  after he came inside  me,  he
pissed  into me too,  adding to Brad's load and piss.   Then,  my  dad
lifted me up, keeping his cock inside me,  as he lifted me up and Brad
grabbed  my legs and they carried me to the bathroom.   They put me in
the  shower and turned on the water and watched as I let it all loose.
Then, they each took a turn on my mouth, letting me suck them off till
they shot into my mouth. Then, we got out.   We dried off and I stayed
naked,  but  dad  and Brad slid into boxers and briefs.   Dad  led  us
downstairs to the kitchen and there was a man sitting there.

Dad  said,  "Guys this is Willy Carlson my attorney.   Willy,  this is
Brad and the naked one is Joey!"  He was sitting there a pair of sweat
pants and top as he stared at me and Brad, but mostly at me. Then,  he
smiled  looking at me as he and said,  "Shit,  I can see why you might
want  to fuck him John!   Sure is a cute little shit!"  I blushed  and
looked down at the crotch of his sweat pants and then, up to his face.
My dad went and began to make some breakfast, and Brad helped him as I
sat down in the chair next to Willy.

He  leaned over and cupped my chin and looked into my eyes and  asked,
"Is it true Joey?  Does your daddy and Brad fuck you Joey!?" I blushed
and  looked  at my dad,  who just smiled and lifted  his  eyebrows.  I
gulped  and said,  "Yes sir Mr.  Carlson.  They do!"   He chuckled and
asked,  "And,  you  dad says that not only do they put their dicks  to
you,  but  you  like to have a lot of men putting their dicks in  you.
That right Joey?"  I slid off the chair and moved nearer to his spread
legs  and said,  "Oh yes,  Mr.  Carlson.   I really like a lot of  men
putting their dicks in me.   Cause,  uh,  hmmm...."   I stopped and my
dad  turned and said,  "Tell him Joey!"   I looked at Mr.  Carlson and
blushed and said, "Cause I'm a whore Mr.  Carlson.   A cock whore!   A
faggot  queer  bitch  whore cum pig slut!"   I blushed again  and  Mr.
Carlson began to laugh.

Then,  he slid his hand up to my shoulder,  pulling me a little closer
to him and asked, "Now, I want you to tell me the truth Joey.  You dad
here  says that nobody has ever forced you to do any of things  you've
done.   Is that right!?"   I looked at my dad and he smiled and nodded
his  head and I said,  Yes Mr.  Carlson."   He slid his hand under  my
chin,  holding my head up and asked,  "His lips always this red John?"
My dad chuckled and said,  as he moved over next to me and said,  "Not
all the time, only after he's been sucking dick."   I don't know why I
did it, but I  slid my hand along Mr.  Carlson's thigh and grasped his
cock  in  his sweat pants and said,  "I'd like to suck your  dick  Mr.
Carlson!"  He stared at me hard for a moment and then,  leaned back in
the chair.  He chuckled and said,  "Well,  well,  guess you were right
John.   Little  bitch  just seems to have dick on the mind!"   My  dad
laughed and said, "Show him Joey!   Show him what you like to do for a
man!"

I stared at Mr. Carlson and then, slid to my knees between his legs. I
slid  my  hand up to the waistband of his sweat pants and pulled  them
down a bit.  His cock was hard and I leaned up and over it and slid my
mouth  around  the head.   He hissed and gasped as I did it and  said,
"Damn, oh shit, yeah, oh yeah,  Joey,  oh Joey!"   My dad chuckled and
said,  "That's  what me and Brad get all the time Willy.   Joey always
wants  to suck dick in the morning.   Like's to drink our morning piss
too!  Ain't that right baby!?"   He pulled my head up and made me look
at Mr. Carlson as I said, "Yes daddy.  I like to drink your piss right
from your big dick, your's and Brad's!!"  Mr. Carlson stared at me and
then,  looked up at my dad and said,  "Shit John,  a lot of men I know
would  love to have a little pussy boy like Joey  around!   Hell,  I'd
even  like it!"   I smiled up at him and pursed my lips and flashed my
eyes  at him as I stroked his big hard dick and licked out at the head
of it.  Then,  I looked up at him and asked,  "Can I service your cock
Mr. Carlson!?"

Mr. Carlson jerked,  like he'd been hit and said,  "Damn,  shit,  fuck
John, you weren't kidding! Fuck, service my cock!?  That what you want
to do Joey!?  Service my cock!?"  I licked out at the head of his cock
and  said,  "I love to service cock sir.  My daddy says that I  should
always  beg  a man before I suck his cock,  so,  please  Mr.  Carlson,
please!?  Can I service your cock sir!  Can I use my mouth to make you
feel good Mr.  Carlson!?"   He seemed frozen,  like a deer in a set of
headlights as he stared down at me, my mouth hovering over the head of
his  hard cock.   He nodded his head,  slowly,  like he wasn't sure he
should,  and  I dived down on his cock.  I slid my lips all the way to
the base and moaned as I felt the head slide into my throat.  I sucked
on the full length of it as it filled my mouth and throat.

He grasped my head and said, "Oh shit, fuck, yeah,  eat that dick boy!
Suck  it Joey!   Suck it!"   I barely heard my dad and Brad chuckling.
Then said, "Shit dad, he's got another one addicted to his mouth!"  My
dad  laughed  and  said,  "Well,  he does like to have a dick  in  his
mouth!"   They  both laughed and so did Mr.  Carlson as I had begun to
slide my hungry lips up and down on  his cock.  He stroked my head and
said, "Damn John, this is wild!  I mean,  never have sat in a kitchen,
watching  two  people eat breakfast while some hungry whore sucked  my
cock!"   My  dad laughed and I heard his chair slide back as he  said,
"Joey!  Slide over here and suck on mine for a while."  I slid off Mr.
Carlson's cock and over to my dad.  He was holding his dick out of the
fly of his boxers as I slid my lips around and began to suck.   My dad
said, as he slid his hand under my chin, "Now baby, I want you to suck
from  my cock to Brad's and then to Willy's and then,  keep doing  it.
O.k., honey!?" I pulled off his cock and said,  "Oh yes daddy,  I want
to do that!"

I sucked on his cock for a bit and then, Brad, who was leaning against
the counter with a bowl of cereal in his hand, said,  "Look here Joey,
all hard and ready for you baby!"  I crawled over to him.   He had put
the waistband of his briefs under his balls, making his big dick stick
up  and out.  I slid my lips around it and began to bob up and down on
it.  Then,  after a bit,  he tapped my head and I looked up at him and
he  pointed  at  Mr.  Carlson.  I backed off his dick and  turned  and
crawled over to Mr.  Carlson,  who smiled down at me as he sipped on a
cup of coffee,  and my mouth slid onto  his cock.   I began to suck on
it,  bobbing  my  head and he stroked my hair and said,  "Never  would
have believed it if I hadn't seen,  and,  oh yeah,  felt it!   He is a
fucking  little slut!"  I moaned as he said this and my dad said,  "He
likes it when men call him names while he services their cocks Willy!"

Mr. Carlson,  lifted my chin and I looked up at him as I slid my mouth
back and forth on his cock.   He asked,  "That right bitch boy!?   You
like men to call you names while you work on their cocks!?"   I nodded
my head and he said,  "Well,  little faggot,  work that hot mouth cunt
bitch!  Yeah, suck that big dick you little cock whore!   Show it what
a  slut you really are bitch!   Work it Joey,  work that cunt mouth of
yours!" I moaned in pleasure at his words,  knowing that hearing them,
I was pleasing him.  Then,  he pushed my head off his cock and pointed
at  my dad and I crawled over to my dad and slid my lips back onto his
cock.  For the next few minutes,  I crawled from one man to the other,
sucking their cocks as they ate and Mr. Carlson drank his coffee.  All
thoughts  about  my  mom  and what had been happening  left  me  as  I
concentrated on pleasing the three men.

At  one point,  I was between Mr.  Carlson's legs and he  asked,  "You
really mean it about him liking piss John?"  My dad patted my head and
said, "Sure do guy!  Hell,  Joey's my little urinal mouth,  aren't you
honey!?   You  like  it  when a man pisses in your  mouth,  don't  you
Joey!?"  I  looked up at Mr.  Carlson and licked my lips and said,  "I
love  to drink piss right from a man's cock Mr.  Carlson!   Can I have
your  piss  sir!  I  want to have you piss in my  mouth  sir,  please!
Please!?"  He chuckled and pulled my head back to his cock and then, I
felt him relax as he said, "Here you go slut pig!  Swallow my piss you
fucking  toilet mouthed cunt!"   I swallowed as his cock shot into  my
mouth,  not  letting  my  lips loose as I took every drop he  fed  me.
Then,  as  I got the last,  my tongue playing against his cockhead and
pee  hole,  he grasped my head and drove my mouth all the way down  on
his cock.

He  shot  just  then,  filling my mouth with his cum as I  moaned  and
grasped  his wrists and forced him to hold me down on it.   He groaned
and rocked in the chair as he fed his load to me and then, loosened up
on my  head and let me suck up and down on it.  Then, I backed off and
looked up at him, his cockhead touching my lower lip, as I asked, "Did
I  service you right sir!?"   He smiled and stroked my cheek and said,
"You did real good Joey!   Real good!"   Just then,  Brad said,  "Come
here  Joey!   Got another load for your sweet mouth honey!"  I quickly
slid  over  to  him and slid my mouth onto his cock as he  grasped  my
head  and fed me another of his loads.  I pulled off when he  finished
and moved to my dad and pushed his legs wide open and dove down on his
cock.   He worked my head up and down for a bit,  and then,  thrust up
into  my mouth and throat hard as he began to shoot another load to my
sucking mouth! I loved it!

When he finished,  my dad pushed me back and said,  "Relax for a while
Joey.   Get  some breakfast."   I got up and went and got me a bowl of
cereal.  As I sat down, Mr. Carlson looked at me and said, "Well John,
I think you may have more than you bargained for with Joey here."