Date: Thu, 13 Feb 2020 08:38:50 +0000
From: Stu Hadley <stuhadley77@gmail.com>
Subject: The Curse of Troy Fletcher - Chapter 7

Chapter 7
The Curse of Troy Fletcher

Includes fucking, sucking, cum, giant loads, group sex, domination and
humiliation... Average reading time: 30 minutes.

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Life was beginning to get very stale for Troy's eldest son, Owen. Ever
since the curse had hit he'd been the king cock of the Fletcher
homestead. However the arrival of Rob and his ever-growing dick had
changed everything. Yes, Owen still exerted a huge amount of control over
the family's sexual dynamics, but nothing could change the new reality
of Troy's ass. It had gone from being a reasonably tight fuck to a loose
and sloppy pit. Now even when Owen deliberately let his cursed PA grow
huge it was barely a challenge for his old man to take.

Owen was worried that he was losing control of his father. Troy had been
in hock to Owen for years, but now he didn't seem to be trying anywhere
near as hard to please his eldest son. It wasn't outright rebellion, but
Owen thought he could smell resistance in the air. Take that last time
they'd fucked for example...

Troy's hole had been so super slack from Rob's giant dick that Owen had
told the old man to clench up and give him a tighter fuck. Had he? No.
All he'd done was weakly spasm his ring, complaining his ass was too
`worn out' to draw itself in. Bullshit! His father just needed better
muscle control and wasn't prepared to make the effort.

The thought frustrated Owen and made him realise just what a rut he was
in sexually. It was time to mix things up.

The perfect opportunity came by complete chance. Knowing he'd been
feeling jaded, he managed to engineer an evening where he had his father
all to himself. It had taken ages, subtly suggesting alternative plans -
fuck buds, film nights, sex cruises - anything to get all of his brothers
out of the way. It was an important night as he was planning to utilise
all he'd learnt fucking and humiliating Troy so far to really go to
town. To get his own sex mojo back by getting really creative on his
Dad's arse.

He let his piercing get extravagantly big, however, it wasn't his PA
that was going to make this a session to remember. No, his metal would
just be the warm up. He knew that no matter how thick or big the piercing
got it would barely touch the sides of his father's hole - so slack and
sloppy had Rob rendered it. It was now time to do something about that
and go back to fundamentals: donkey punches to the stomach and fist slams
to his father's balls! Troy couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it
before - too caught up in the moment he guessed.

Owen was just getting into the night and finding to his delight that his
plan was working. His first unexpected punch to Troy's hefty balls had
been just the ticket - Troy's hole had involuntarily clamped down hard
on Owen's girthy dick and hung on for dear life! Owen's cock was
suddenly warmly embraced by his father's pussy as if all the fucks of
the last four years hadn't happened. It was pure bliss!

And then - just when he was seriously getting into it - all of his
brothers bundled into the room. Surprise! they shouted. He didn't know
how but they'd seen right through him and weren't going to let him have
Troy to himself for a single minute.

In seconds the night had turned into a father/son gangbang with every
brother's curse coming to the fore. For Owen it was a disaster. He kept
on feeling that he was being hole-blocked by his brothers. Multiple times
he tried to get into a good fuck rhythm with his Dad, and yet every time
he was pushed aside. Seeing the twins double penetrating Troy's pussy -
once again over-stretching it so Troy wouldn't feel Owen's piercing -
was the final straw. He stormed out of the house in fury.

It was early morning and he walked around the grounds in silent anger.
Could nothing go right at the moment? However, slowly his anger left as
his realised that sulking wasn't the answer. By now he'd looped the
homestead's perimeter twice and was walking past the driveway entrance.
Trying to be positive, he decided to take the house's mail up.

It was then that he saw the letter.

By now he'd got pretty casual about his father's property, having seen
it as his own for the last few years. That even extended to mail
addressed to his Dad - Troy really had very little privacy left. The
handwritten letter piqued Owen's curiosity and he opened it up to read
on his way up the drive.

Bingo! It was from one of Troy's `unfound' sons.

Owen reminded himself of Maggie's verse. It had been clear from day one
that Troy had fathered 100 sons and 10 of those would be affected by the
curse when they hit their 21st birthday. So far five had shown themselves
(including himself), leaving five to go...

Ironically, the letter was from a boy who was just looking for his
biological father. He came from a family that had been very open and
upfront about their children being born of another father and he'd been
totally okay with that. But the closer he got to his 21st birthday the
more he wanted to discover about his `real' father. The boy - Daniel -
laid it all out in a friendly and well intentioned letter, applying no
pressure, but certainly hoping that Troy would get in touch.

Owen would do way more than that. He believed in fate and that the
universe would always work in Maggie's favour against Troy. Look at just
how fucked up his father was by now, right? The way Owen saw it, that
meant Daniel was bound to feel the full weight of the curse any moment
now. In fact, writing the letter had almost sealed Daniel's fate...

Owen had fond memories of breaking news of the curse to Peter (Troy's
second son) and he decided that telling Daniel would be just the pick-up
he needed. His mind immediately went to the shock, horror and revulsion
he'd seen in Peter's face when he'd told him the truth about Troy. The
memory made his dick hard. And who knew, maybe if Owen found Daniel
before the curse hit he could help fuck things up in even more crazy
ways? Even if it didn't (or that the boy was innocent and wasn't
actually going to be tied to the family forever) Owen was still sure he
could get some decent brother-on-brother action out of it.

He had good time to make his plans before Daniel turned 21. He had
everything in order. The day before he left he was able to fuck Troy into
the ground. He'd slipped himself both a Viagra and a tiny portion of one
of Peter's special supplements. The supplements had been created to make
Troy overproduce cum and they did it by hyper-driving the body's ability
to orgasm. If you wanted to fuck and cum all day long like an unstoppable
force of nature, a tiny dose was just the ticket. Owen's plan relied on
his PA being smaller than it had been in months (if not years), so he had
no choice but to unload repeatedly inside his father. For once, luck was
on his side and his brothers didn't get in his way. In fact, they were
enjoying the show and the nasty energy in the room. Again and again Owen
shot, nothing would stop him until his piercing wasn't freak-sized.

Finally, he was satisfied. He left his father an exhausted shell with
battered cunt lips and a lagoon of slop oozing from his gaping hole. He
briefly thought about helping Troy off the floor and into a bed so the
man could get some rest before his brothers took over but quickly decided
to fuck it. The old man could look after himself.

------

Owen flew to Daniel's city, quickly checking himself into a good hotel
and then heading out to cruise the city's better known gay bars. He had
a hunch that if this guy was gay and they shared some of the same DNA
then Daniel would be a horny little fucker and was bound to be propping
up the corner of a gay bar looking for talent...

Owen walked into the first bar and immediately felt a surge of energy:
god, it was good to be cruising again. The vibe, the glances and returned
looks, the men packing heat and the promise of sex on a sultry night. It
was all deeply shallow, but the energy of knowing he could pursue anyone
he wanted made him feel alive. He almost got distracted but his desire to
find another of Troy's son's was so strong that he stayed on track.

It didn't take long. The universe really was gunning for him to succeed!
Daniel was in the second bar Owen visited. He saw the boy almost as soon
as he walked in, it was impossible not to. Troy and Daniel's mother's
genes had combined to create something rather special. The boy was a real
firecracker - exuding the twinkly optimism of youth and an intense sex
appeal that couldn't be faked. Daniel was about 5' 8" and had the kind
of natural athlete's body that only the young can possess. The curves
and definition of his body were hard-fought, but they were carried
effortlessly.

The boy looked totally at ease. He was wearing tight jeans that
highlighted a perfect bubble butt, and a skimpy tank that maybe was
trying slightly too hard to be casual but absolutely made the best of his
body. Owen particularly loved the dense chest hairs he could just see
tantalisingly spreading underneath the tee - a perfect invitation to
imagine what the boy looked like naked... All of it was topped off by a
handsome and lively face.

Owen casually bought himself a drink and made himself comfortable. He had
his own energy to project. Anyone looking would have seen a determined
man with a raw, sexual energy of his own. Nothing about his body said
preened or branded. He'd never needed to find sharp clothes to
accentuate his body or make his bulge an object of desire. No, his dark
looks, naturally hung dick and tall, muscular frame did all that work for
him. It meant guys didn't notice what he wore, but rather the man
inside. A man with purpose, experience and who knew exactly what he was
looking for. Some would find that energy intimidating, more others found
it deeply desirable...

Daniel though?

He saw a man who immediately made his cock rise and his hole twitch! He
wanted - no, needed! - to be fucked by this guy. Lust has an awful lot to
answer for.

Owen casually looked at the boy and winked. Daniel smiled back and then
made to continue talking to his friends. Even though he had the horn of
youth and a powerful urge to shag, he didn't want to appear too keen...
However, it wasn't long before Daniel and Owen were chatting each other
up. Their desire and heat was obvious to the entire bar and no one was
surprised when they left together.

Soon, the two were back in Owen's hotel room and getting down to action.
Owen was getting exactly what he wanted: contact with another brother and
a damn good fuck. Revealing the true nature of their relationship and the
curse could all come later.

Owen's mental picture of Daniel's naked body had been bang on the nail.
The boy was hot and his dark body hair accentuated all of his curves and
muscles. It covered his chest and then ran down a broad treasure trail to
a perfectly proportioned set of dick and balls, before coming back up his
arse to define the boy's sweaty crack and big bubble butt. Heaven.

Daniel's high hopes had been totally blown out of the water though. Owen
was way hotter than he ever could have dreamt. Not only was Owen a total
top with a dick to die for, but he was also naturally dominant and liked
taking control. Daniel got hard as he was forced to undress the older man
and slowly remove each item of his clothing. When they were down to just
his jock Owen grabbed the back of Daniel's head and forced the boy's
face deep into his bulge. The boy almost OD'd on Owen's funk. However,
if the smell wasn't enough to make him high, then the thick tubesteak
Daniel could feel pressing through the sweaty fabric absolutely took him
over the edge.

Owen sensed the boy's hunger and laughed, taking a step back and telling
the boy to halt. Owen let Daniel take it all in for a moment before
hooking his thumbs under his jock and pulling it down and away. Owen's
dick immediately sprung free and the boy was transfixed. Daniel was a
size queen and loved big dick more than anything else. He may been young
but he expertly judged Owen's dick to be ten inches - more than enough
to make his hole twitch. And then there was the girth. Owen's cock was
beautifully thick and Daniel oozed precum at the thought of the amazing
stretch he was about to receive.

However, all of that paled in comparison to Daniel's joy and surprise at
seeing the PA at the end of Owen's dick. He was fascinated by it. As
soon as Owen allowed the boy to start worshipping his meat Daniel rolled
the metal around with his tongue, then let it slide down his gullet
whilst adventurously exploring exactly what it did to his gag reflex (a
lot!).

All the while Owen catalogued everything about the boy. By the end of the
night he wanted to know all he could. The size of Daniel's dick, the
heft of his balls, the volume of his load, the shape of his nipples, even
the length of his tongue and what his arse looked like. Owen knew the
curse was bound to be open season on Daniel and he wanted to be fully
prepared.

Soon Owen pined the boy on the bed and fucked him hard, taking deep
pleasure from the illicit thrill of ravaging one of his own
half-brothers. His desire meant that they went round twice more. Daniel
stayed hard the entire time, wanking out a big load each time Owen
climaxed. Owen was impressed and said as much.

By now the little stud muffin was totally enamoured with the older man
(just as intended) and he invited Owen to his birthday party in a couple
of nights time. Owen - of course - said yes and Daniel was delighted. As
he got dressed to leave he babbled that Owen could meet his brothers too.
"Wait, there's more of you?" asked Owen in amazement.

"Sure, didn't I mention that? No... probably not. We're triplets, all
gay to boot. That came as a bit of a shock to the folks" said Daniel, so
happily drunk on sex that he didn't hold anything back. "I know they
were hoping for grandchildren, but that ain't gonna happen now. I don't
know... it's not as if we've been disowned or anything, but we're not
exactly on the best of terms... Fuck it!  Who cares, come to my party, it
would be great to see you again!"

With that -- and one last deep snog - the boy left. Owen's head almost
exploded. Triplets?! Fucking hell! He could only dream at what the curse
would be able to do with that... The evil thought made him grin slyly. He
really had hit the jackpot.

------

Owen arrived casually late to the party. He had decided to leave nothing
to chance in seducing the triplets. Confident as he was, he'd taken care
of every aspect of his appearance, almost touching the line of being a
walking cliché.

His stubble he'd allowed to grow longer to make his face darker and more
authoritative. He clothes were tighter than normal, meaning his t-shirt
was almost a second skin to accentuate every last one of his muscles. His
extra attention to clothing had the most effect on his cock though. His
jeans were so slim-fit that he was close to open carrying his dick. Going
commando, a metal cock-ring and a hefty dose of Viagra meant their
wasn't much left to the imagination.

All of this was teamed with rough ankle boots and a casual leather bomber
jacket. The leather may have been over the top but he wore it so
naturally that it amplified his confidence. All told, it was a powerful
package and the heads that turned his way when he walked in confirmed it.

The bar was busy and it took him a little while to find the boy. The
delight on Daniel's face when he saw Owen made all the effort worthwhile
though. Daniel made sure the older man had a drink and then in moments
was introducing his two brothers: Mark and Simon. Owen couldn't believe
his luck. The triplets shared the same body - just as hot as Danny's -
and the same friendly and handsome faces. There was just enough
difference to recognise them apart even though they were obviously peas
from the same pod.

Owen could tell the boys were happily drunk, not least by the amount
Daniel was openly flirting. From Mark and Simon's appreciative looks and
whispered giggles it was clear that Daniel had shared all about Owen.
Perfect, he thought. The family that fucks together stays together!

He spent the rest of the evening watching the triplet's body language. It
was clear that the brothers had an easy intimacy with each other. The
gestures, touches and shared language showed both brotherly love but also
a deeper, more erotic, connection. They joked, they laughed, they touched
and stroked...

Owen asked Daniel just what the deal was. Daniel laughed as if it was the
most natural thing in the world. "Oh, we share everything. Food,
clothes, parties... and most definitely men. Our parents weren't all that
well off and certainly weren't expecting triplets when we arrived so we
had just the one bedroom as kids. Then, when we hit 11 or 12, our sex
drives hit the roof. It was the most natural thing in the world for us to
start by exploring each other. Once or twice our parents caught us - even
tried to separate us - but we couldn't help ourselves. Way too horny I
guess! But here we are, all gay and 21 together. The three of us have
fucked, sucked and played in every combination you could imagine... wanna
see?" asked Daniel, cheekily.

The lurch in Owen's crotch was all the answer Daniel needed and it was
agreed: the boys were going back with Owen tonight.

The night turned into a complete fuck fest. Whilst the boys were
evidently no stranger to each other - as promised - Owen was the centre
of attention. His natural skills as a pure top, his much bigger dick and
the novelty of his PA kept the boys focused on him. For once though he
let his instincts to control and dominate relax. He had bigger things on
his mind that night...

Of course, that didn't occasionally stop his true personality showing.
He lost count of the number of times an eager mouth had approached his
cock but then tried to back away as he forced his metalled dick too far
too fast. Each time he held the boy in place, rewarding them with a fat
portion of his precum squeezed out by their own gagging throat muscles.

It was on one such occasion that caused Daniel to remark that he
couldn't remember Owen's PA being quite so big when they'd previously
met. He was sure it had got bigger... and it sure as hell felt tougher to
take! Of course, Owen said the boy was just imagining things.

Soon it got heated as the four-sum started fucking. All the while, no
matter who he was dicking, Owen kept a keen eye on Daniel. He was the
baseline, the one who he could judge the effects of the curse on most
easily. It had to show itself soon, right? Looking at the boy he
couldn't see anything different so far, in fact everything seemed in
perfect order. However, when Daniel eventually came Owen knew that life
for Troy had taken a whole new turn for the worse.

It happened in a rare moment when Owen was solo wanking Daniel's cock.
Normally as all top he would never concern himself with someone else's
dick, but tonight was different. He was doing all he could to push the
boys over the edge and discover just where the curse was heading. Daniel
had wanted to hold out for as long as possible so he could keep on
playing, but finally he had to give up the struggle. "You're gonna make
me cum, I'm gonna cum, ugh, ugh" he cried breathlessly as Owen expertly
wanked the boy to climax. With a huge cry he shot his load.

FUCK! thought Owen as he watched a literal geyser of cum erupt from
Daniel's dick. There's the curse: the largest load he'd ever seen! The
thick and tangy boy cream shot out of Danny's dick in giant pulsating
volleys, almost sizzling with heat as it hit the floor and walls.

Daniel was as surprised as Owen, crying out in ecstatic pleasure and
shock. The noise immediately attracted the attention of Mark and Simon,
who stopped their flip-flopping to look on in wonder. All were staggered
at the evidence surrounding them of the cum-explosion.

"What the fuck was that, bro?" asked Simon in disbelief.

"How the fuck should I know, Si! You know I don't cum like that
normally" replied Daniel in shock. Owen said hardly anything, doing his
level best to keep his face neutral. On the inside he was delighted
though. Already he was imagining Troy desperately trying to keep up with
consuming this much cum. Now he just had to find out whether the other
boys were affected.

He spoke up for the first time. "Maybe it was my wanking skills, eh
Daniel?" he said good-humouredly. Daniel's response was polite, but
something told the boys that merely a good hand job wasn't the cause.
The mood of the room changed, as Mark and Simon decided to find out if
they could shoot that much cum too. The sight and smell of the big load
had made them both curious and competitive. Simon even had the idea of
unloading in a glass to measure the volume of his ejaculation. Owen
spurred them on... he was so hard at the thought of these boys in Troy's
life.

All thoughts of fucking were put to one side as Mark and Simon started
furiously wanking their cocks. It was amazingly hot to watch, especially
as each brother seemed so determined to shoot first. Minutes later the
two boys erupted in cum in just the same orgasmic way as Daniel had.

Pleasure soon turned to fear as Simon held up his glass though. The
volume of their new loads wasn't just double or quadruple, it was at ten
times as much as before! It freaked the boys out. Why the fuck were they
suddenly cumming this much? Surely it couldn't be normal? Where they
doomed to be freaks?

Being the eldest in the room Owen did his best to calm the brothers down.
He said he had a doctor friend who was an expert in this kind of kind of
stuff. Owen was sure he could get to the bottom of it, telling the boys
to be patient. It helped that he threw out long words - urinary tracts,
reproductive organs and hyperspermia - to placate and reassure them. He
said he could take care of everything, all he asked in return was that
they didn't wank or fuck, casually suggesting that their symptoms might
get worse if they were to cum again...

The boys were all extremely grateful. In reality (of course) there was no
doctor. Owen knew exactly what was wrong with them but he wanted to
string it out for as long as possible. If they had big loads today,
imagine what they'd be like in a week's time?!

------

Two days later Owen called Daniel. The 48 hours had been agony for the
triplets and Daniel was intensely relieved to hear Owen's voice. The
boys were sensationally horny from not cumming but were also deeply
worried. Being young and impressionable they cared deeply about how they
were perceived. Being known as the hot muscle triplets? Great! Being
known as the monster cum load boys? A definite no. Owen calmed Daniel
down and told him not to worry as the doctor was hunting down the
relevant research and was confident of an answer soon.

Another three days passed. By now the boys were driving themselves crazy
and hanging on Owen's every word. He told them he was convinced that he
now knew what the problem was and how it could be solved. He just needed
a couple more days...

Owen's voice was so commanding and confident that none of the brothers
questioned him, not least that they all wanted to trust him. In truth all
Owen was doing was holding out for as long as possible - his only real
task was making sure there was a room ready for them back home. Just at
the point when he judged the boys couldn't take anymore he swung into
action and visited them in their digs.

------

The three brothers all sighed with deep relief when Owen arrived. They
were so excited to hear the news - any news - that none of them noticed
just how serious Owen was. (And their thirst for a cure meant that none
of them looked at Owen with quite the same attention they'd paid the
first time. Why would they? But if they had they would have seen the
outline of Owen's gigantically grown PA almost bursting through his
trousers.)

Owen got them all to sit down and came straight out with it.

"I'm here because I know your father... your biological father that is.
In fact, the four of us are half-brothers."

There was shock and confusion even as Owen waved Daniel's letter in the
air to prove the point. The sight of his letter turned Daniel's surprise
into revulsion. "Wait, you slept with me knowing we were brothers? Just
how fucked up are you?!" accused Daniel. He swore as he realised that it
was actually even worse: not only had Owen fucked all three of them but
Owen must have hunted them down specially.

"Not any more sick than the three of you playing together, Danny boy"
replied Owen sternly. "Besides, the fact we're brothers isn't the real
news. I'm really here to talk about your over-active balls. I know how
to cure them."

He then proceeded to lay it all out. Troy's sperm donations. Maggie. The
curse. The other sons. And now them... He ended with the biggest news of
all: that the cursed sons all needed to have sex with their biological
father if they wanted to lead `normal' lives.

The triplets seemed to answer in unison. "What the fuck man, this isn't
something to joke about..." they said, their voices trailing off as they
became lost for words. Could this really be the truth?

Owen enjoyed their anguish and disbelief. Time to land the hammer blow.

"Here, let me prove it to you guys. You all saw my PA, right? Up close
and personal I remember... Well, it grows in size if I don't fuck the old
man on a regular basis. I've now been away and in your fine city for
over a week. Want to see how big it's got?" he asked his captive
audience.

He stood up and revelled in the moment. He stared the boys down and then
hauled his turgid cock out of his jeans. The three boys jaws dropped in
shock. It had to be fake right? No piercing could ever be that big!
Daniel couldn't hold back and reached out to touch. He felt the gigantic
and continuous ring of thick, heavy metal and yet still didn't want to
believe it.

"No way man, this is all just some crazy hoax!" he declared, but with
more confidence than he felt. The PA was so real and even at his age he
knew that no-one could stretch a piercing that big in such a short
timeframe. The end of Owen's cock didn't didn't even look red or
inflamed, it was as if the PA had been there for all time.

"See?" Owen smiled with evil portent. "And if you're still wondering
how the curse affects the three of you then I think you know the answer
already." He let his words hang in the air. "If you ever want to shoot
a normal sized load again then you'd better come and meet the old man!"

Owen waited in another room whilst the the boys talked it over. The
discussion was heated, full of guilt and misdirected anger. Simon even
thought it was Daniel's fault for sending the letter to find their real
father. However, Mark pushed for them to go though with it. "You know
how much cum we shoot! Jesus, the entire world will think we're freaks.
Right now I bet we couldn't even have a wank without whitewashing the
walls with jizz. We need to try this."

Despite their suspicions his argument convinced them and they agreed to
go, calling Owen back to tell him.

He immediately took over. "Good. I knew you'd see sense. I've got
tickets for the flight and I've got rooms sorted out for the three of
you." His words landed flat as the boys were still in a state of shock.
"Oh come on guys! Cheer up, you might enjoy it! And it's not as if
you're going to be alone... I'll be there, and so will Peter, José,
Ramon and Rob. I'm sure we'll have a lot to talk about!"

The triplets were understandably too focused on themselves to ask how the
others were affected. They slowly packed and then made their way to the
airport. It was a quick flight, although Owen had to dress very
conservatively to get his piercing through security without drawing
attention. Normally he would have enjoyed creating a public scene but
right now he didn't want the hassle. He just wanted to get things
started!

------

"Old man! I've got a present for you!" cried Owen as he opened the
front door.

For days Troy had been scared of hearing his eldest son's voice. Owen
had been gone for so long that his piercing had to be huge by now.
Despite Troy's fears he knew he didn't have a choice though. The
unfairness filled his head as he brooded that there was no way on god's
earth he would ever describe his eldest son's metalwork as a gift.

He walked downstairs to the house's oversized hallway, lost in his
thoughts. Suddenly he saw that his eldest son wasn't alone. He
immediately and instinctively knew that the three boys standing next to
Owen were sons six, seven and eight. They had to be, even if in his
wildest nightmares he wouldn't have imagined three cursed sons turning
up on the same day. The family resemblance - both to themselves and to
him - was uncanny.

Troy saw three short but muscular young men looking back at him with fear
and curiosity. It simultaneously flashed through his mind that he was
proud again of what his genes had achieved, yet guilty at what they were
going to have to endure and scared at how their arrival would change his
life.

Meanwhile, the boys saw a hot muscle bear. Yes, he seemed slightly
diminished in statue (perhaps by the constant wear and tear of the
curse?) but still handsome for sure. Maybe having sex with their Dad
wouldn't be so bad after all?

Owen was taking deep pleasure from it all. This was going to be so much
fun! For the first time in ages he felt in control of his father's life.
Time to fuck it up some more and assert his dominance!

"Guys, this is your father... Dad, say hello to Daniel, Mark and Simon,
your new sons" said Owen, breaking the silence. The men looked at each
other and nodded in silent greeting.

"Do they have--" asked Troy.

"Yes" replied Owen, cutting his father off. He knew exactly what his
Dad was asking.

"How--"

"All of them have a slightly larger cum load than normal, but don't
worry, I think I've found them just in time... but I reckon you ought to
suck one off pretty quick to be sure though..."

The triplets exchanged side eye in silent disbelief. A `slightly larger
load' and `found just in time'?! Owen had to know he was speaking
complete bullshit, right? None of them interrupted though - they could
feel the fucked dynamic between Owen and the muscle bear like a dark
warning sign. They had better just go along with it.

Owen fished for a volunteer. "Daniel, you're up for a blow job from
your old man, right?"

Daniel slowly agreed. Despite the weird vibe, he needed to shoot so it
may as well be now. Who cared that he was funky from the flight? He was
horny and hadn't cum in over a week. With all the confidence and
eagerness of youth he strode over and opened his fly. Others might have
been embarrassed to solicit a blow job from a father they had only just
met, but Daniel was justifiably confident of his body and needn't be
embarrassed by the situation. It wasn't his curse after all.

Troy immediately accepted what he had to do. Right there in the hallway
he got down on his knees and got ready to suck. Years ago he'd never
have dreamt of sucking cock, let alone sucking a member of his family.
But the curse meant he had no choice, and - to be honest - the last few
years had taught him to like cock more than he ever could have expected.

He eyes quickly and expertly weighed up the meat in front of him. A
challenging but perfect mouthful. He took in the heavily laden balls and
thought of the curse - how bad could it be? - but it was the intoxicating
smell of ball sweat that really drew him. In seconds he was savouring the
taste and swallowing Daniel's cock whole. Daniel's relief as he felt
his father's wet mouth on his dick was palpable. This man knew how to
suck! This was going to be good! Daniel got even more into it,
withdrawing his cock slightly to take out his horn by fucking his
father's mouth, leaving behind a tasty trail of precum along Troy's
tongue.

Troy barely had time to appreciate it before the athletic jock
rhythmically  plunged his thick dick back into his mouth. Troy was
suddenly lost in the moment. The indignities of the last few years were
forgotten as he focused all of his attention on doing a good job. Maybe
too good a job. Soon Daniel was enjoying himself so much that the son
took total charge, grabbing Troy's head in both hands and forcing his
dick still deeper...

Danny wasn't able to hold onto his 7-day old load for long. He threw two
or three last punishing strokes and then the first volley of cum hit the
back of Troy's throat with such force that Troy immediately and
uncontrollably gagged. Those convulsing throat muscles did great things
for Daniel's cock, effectively milking out the next volley, but the
stream of spunk was horrific for Troy. He frantically pulled back to
allow him to swallow the thick, creamy and salty jizz. However, he
struggled to keep ahead and soon it was rebounding and overflowing his
mouth in giant slugs before cascading down his chest.

The hall was suddenly heavy with the smell of fresh jizz and yet there
was no sign of the flow stopping. Daniel's orgasm just kept on going -
10, 20, 30 seconds went past and more time yet was needed to fully
deliver the epic amount of spunk that had been building inside the boy.

Owen looked on with pure joy. This was so much better than he'd hoped!
As well as Troy almost drowning in cum he also saw fat ropes of jism
spraying across his father's face as Daniel accidentally pulled out in
the last throes of his orgasm. My god... 'slightly larger cum load than
normal.' This was was hilarious!

"Fuckkkkk, that was amazing" said Daniel, finally backing away. His
still turgid cock hung from his open crotch. The old man was so hungry
for his spunk he hadn't even needed to take his jeans off. Wow, did he
want to do this again!

Meanwhile, Troy couldn't register what the fuck had just happened. Who
the fuck shoots that much cum?! There had been so much and even given
what he'd swallowed his throat was clogged and his chest drenched. He
was so stunned at the cum bath that he almost didn't hear Daniel's next
words...

"You have got to try this guys, it's unbelievable!"

Troy gulped as his stomach turned. He couldn't take any more, not now,
not immediately again... Thank god that Owen was holding the other boys
back. Maybe there was hope for his eldest son yet after all?

No.

"Hey, wait just one minute guys" Owen said. "This job isn't finished,
not by a long shot." What the fuck?

Owen walked over to his still kneeling father and bent down. With a
wicked grin he cupped a hand and slowly scooped it up Troy's chest,
collecting a giant portion of cum run-off along the way. The weight of
liquid in his hand amazed him. So much spunk for one load!

"It's no good just giving Danny a blow job, old man. You've got to
swallow the spunk to give him the benefit!" With that, he mashed his
hand into Troy's mouth and started forced the thick cream in. Troy heard
the truth in Owen's words - the curse was strict that way and, even
though he was repulsed, he started licking his son's fingers.

Owen kept the cum coming, all the while talking to Troy in a slow,
methodical voice. "I can't believe what a fucking mess you made of
that. All you had to do was fucking swallow! I told you they had a big
load... did you listen? No! You need to step up your act."

The words landed heavily on Troy's conscience. Could he have done
better? All he wanted to do was the right thing by his sons... so he kept
on swallowing the proffered cum, doing his best to ignore the growing
dick mound in front of his face. The sick words seemed to be turning his
eldest son on and he could see Owen's dick and heavy piercing stretching
down his eldest son's trousers.

Troy was right. Owen was deeply turned on. He was taking great pleasure
in disgustingly feeding Daniel's fuckslop to his father. He kept the
filthy dialogue up, now whispering so the moment was powerfully just
between the two of them... How much cum do you think that was, bitch? Did
you like it? There's plenty more to come... How fast do you think Danny
will reload? Do you think they'll be just like the twins? That'll
you'll need to swallow several heavy loads for them to be drained? I bet
the thought is making you hard, bitch!

Finally Owen was done and Troy was broadly clean. In fact, Owen had
forced Troy to take his damp t-shirt off and suck the remaining cum right
out of the fabric. Said he couldn't waste a drop. Troy shook his head in
despair. He couldn't believe that this disgusting act would be the
triplets first memory of him...

Actually, it wasn't quite as bad as Troy made out in his head. Mark and
Simon weren't looking on in revulsion, they were looking on in lust.
Troy had kept gym fit all these years and if anything was now forced to
work out even harder. The boys saw a powerfully built silver fox, covered
in dense hair and with a chest still defiled by the inch-wide nipple
rings the twins had forcibly fitted so long ago. Sure, age and time had
dragged his heavy sow teats down his chest a bit, but it all contributed
to a picture being built up in their heads. Troy was a hungry pig who had
lapped up Daniel's monster load without complaining. They couldn't wait
to feed the pig too!

Mark took the lead and started to move over but Owen was quick to stop
him. "Hang on, I know you need to offload your cum but we should measure
how much you shoot, for the record, eh" he said, waving a large, clear
jug in the air.

Both of the remaining triplets shook they heads and said no, they wanted
a blow job not a wank! Owen insisted though. "Come on, you weren't so
picky back in the hotel!"

Troy was immediately confused. How much of a history did Owen have with
these guys? He shook the thought away as Owen told the brothers they
could flip for it.

Simon won the toss and he didn't lose any time in feeding his hard cock
straight into Troy's waiting mouth. He quickly built up a good stroke,
face fucking the man who was supposed to be their father. Mark could tell
from Simon's facial expressions that the experience was just as good as
Daniel had made out. Not wanting to be left out, he grabbed the jug from
Owen and headed over to the action. Soon he was wanking his own thick
dick. Years of sexual experimentation had meant the brothers were
naturally in sync, and this time was no different. They both came at the
same time, yelling in unison.

This time Troy was prepared and he did way better of swallowing the thick
protein and only a small amount rebounded onto his chest. However, it was
Mark that truly shocked. Everyone could hear the strong volleys of cum
hitting the sides of the container and could see just how quickly it was
filling up. Not least Troy, who had the perfect visualisation of just how
much cum was flowing direct into his gullet. It was sickening.

Finally, both boys had finished and they withdrew. The container was now
almost overflowing. Owen took a careful look and judged it to be a full
pint of spunk. Mark held it up with both pride and awkward realisation.
(Shit! They really had needed to unload in this man, there really was a
curse!)

Troy took one look at the container and almost turned green. Christ! That
must mean he had two pints of spunk inside of him. God damn it. He needed
to lie down.

Owen saw his father's face and interjected. "Better down that jug of
cum now, old man, you know the curse!" Seeing the disgust and hesitation
on Troy's face he pushed the order home. "I'm not a jizz gobbler like
you but I can't imagine it tastes any better cold!"

"I can't, I'm full..." pleaded Troy.

"Don't be such a pussy! I've seen you drink way more than three pints
of beer countless times before. This is nothing at all!"

Troy knew he didn't have a choice, even though it was a deeply unfair
comparison. Cum wasn't beer. And nor did anyone ever chug three pints of
beer in such a short timeframe.

He took the jug up to his mouth and started to gulp the liquid down, even
though it seemed a far more rank way of swallowing cum than direct from
the source. The three boys soon encouraged him on: chug, chug, chug! they
cheered.

The outburst of noise was loud enough to attract the rest of the family.
Troy felt painfully humiliated to be kneeling on the floor and damp with
spunk. It was obvious what he had been doing and he tried to stand up but
Owen pushed him down. Stay, he told his father. Soon all the brothers had
introduced themselves and appraising glances were cast over the new
additions to the family.

Of course, that went both ways. All the brothers were clothed, but that
didn't stop the signs of the family curse showing. The triplets were
shocked at the dark headed twins, José and Ramon. Surely such masculine
looking men couldn't have tits, could they? And what about the guy that
seemed to have a giant salami down his trousers. There's no way that
could be real, surely? The total effect weirded the triplets out and
Daniel asked when they could go home.

"Wait, you haven't told them?" Rob asked Owen.

"Not in so many words..." Owen replied. He turned to the triplets and
spoke to them directly. "This wasn't a one-time event guys... the curse
is forever. If you don't want your balls to explode then you've got to
let Troy suck them dry... time and time again."

Even though this should have been obvious to the triplets already, the
three brother's shoulders slumped in shock.

"Oh, there's no need to look so upset, guys. The fun is only just
beginning! Think how great it's going to be finding out just how often
the old man needs to suck you off! Hell, we've no idea how quickly you
guys recharge or what it takes to truly empty you. This is going to be
great!"

The other brothers looked on as they saw the triplets taking in the full
enormity of their situation. Some of the brothers were reminded of when
they had realised themselves just how the curse was going to affect their
lives and felt some sympathy... They did their best to make it easier by
explaining they were all in it together, each one explaining just how
Troy's curse personally affected them. The crueler sons just laughed at
the reaction. Welcome to the family, bitches!

Dear god, thought the boys. The avalanche of news had turned their souls
and meant they wanted another go at their father straight away. If
anything to take revenge rather than because they were horny. Troy
recognised the look - he had seen it too many times before - the curse
had captured them... Damn! This was not the life he had wanted, and it
certainly wasn't the life he wanted for any of his children. He had no
energy left to protest though, it was all futile...

------

High above on the landing and hidden from view, Joel - Troy's birth son
- looked on. His emotions were a fucked up mix. He felt deep sorrow for
what his caring and sensitive father was going though, but he also felt
an inordinate amount of lust for the brothers - his brothers! - gathered
around his Dad.

Since Owen had arrived Troy had done his best to keep the worse of the
house's debauchery away from Joel, but he couldn't be protected all the
time. Even though Joel knew that none of `this' was normal (Troy told
him about the curse as soon as it couldn't be hidden anymore) he hadn't
been able to resist being pulled in. He was gay and over the years he had
seen more homo filth than any teenager could ever handle: his second-hand
sex education had been comprehensive and fucked up beyond belief.

Watching the action below he had already silently shot a giant load. He
knew it was wrong but he simply couldn't help himself. He suddenly
wondered for the thousandth time whether he would be affected by the
curse too, after all he was conceived from Troy's last batch of fertile
sperm. Surely that had to mean something to the curse's progenitor,
Maggie?

He dismissed the thought just as quick. No point thinking about things he
couldn't control. Instead he kept on watching as Mark took the
initiative again. "Hey, can we try fucking him? Maybe that will work
too, right?" he asked Owen.

Owen smiled, "sure, I didn't think about that. I warn you that his hole
is pretty loose from Rob's cuntstuffing though. You're welcome to try
though." He turned to look back down at Troy. "How do you feel about a
nice cum enema eh, Dad?"

Mark slide his dick into Troy's slack and velvety hole. Luckily for
Troy, Mark soon discovered that after the pint ejaculation their loads
went down to a healthy (if oversized) amount for guys their age. That
knowledge didn't stop Simon and Daniel taking full advantage of Troy's
hole too... just in case.

The entire time Owen spurred them on. He knew their cum would be the
perfect lube for when he choose to make his father intimately acquainted
with his piercing again. The introductions had gone even better than he
had hoped - stage managing the triplets arrival to the house had given
him new kudos in front of his brothers and he felt back in control. This
was going to be a fun night!

Many long hours later it ended with the triplets sitting in a tight
semi-circle, their dicks still as hard as when the day had begun, and all
pointing towards the middle. At the centre knelt a wasted and cum-drunk
Troy, his mouth slack and drooling salvia. Owen was holding Troy's head
from behind, guiding and forcing it towards any one of the three cocks as
he pleased. He wasn't going to stop until Troy had milked out yet
another 3 loads!

------

Unfortunately, the triplets soon found out that their loads only stayed a
comfortable volume if Troy swallowed their cum once a day. Anything less
and they rapidly started to over produce. Even missing a single day meant
an unstoppable switch was flicked. Their balls filled up amazingly
quickly.

As there were three of them, they decided that Troy should blow one of
them off at breakfast, lunch and dinner. They did discuss fucking him
instead of being sucked, but (to be honest) Troy's hole was too worn out
for any of them to love. It had so little clutch that it took a long,
long time for them to feel enough sensation to shoot. Still, it wasn't
all bad for Troy. The sucking meant his face was always covered in the
smell of sweaty ball funk and his mouth full of the sweet, heavy taste of
cum.

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Next: Troy starts obsessing over who will be the 9th. Trying to take the
initiative he ends up sinking deeper than his darkest nightmares.

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