Date: Wed, 02 Dec 2015 23:17:03 -0000
From: Joe Francis <texbearjoe@gmail.com>
Subject: Road Trip Texas: Laredo

Road Trip Texas: Vol 3
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I was thinking about Uvalde on my drive to Laredo, and I decided that aside
from Jack, I needed more kissing. Definitely. It was a hot fun group
nevertheless, but readers, I have to tell you Laredo was a bit of a shock
to me, you'll understand when you get to it in the story. I hesitated to
kind of put it all down. I got there after three hours or so, and it
reminded me a bit of a mini El Paso – scaled down, still a border town, and
a hell of a lot of trucks. It was kind of where I35 freeway north-south,
and the 59 (or 69) freeway east-west meet and just over the border with
Mexico continue on to Monterrey.  I stopped at a truck stop just outside of
town, and roamed around a bit looking for something to nibble on, and a cup
of coffee. A guy caught my eye, he was kind of roaming around too looking
at the crowd. I sat down at the counter, and he sat by me.

Medium height, good build, black hair – a bit curly, jet black eyes, really
bored into you. He looked very tan, I guessed he wasn't a trucker, he
looked like he got out in the sun more. Light beard, maybe two weeks,
trimmed carefully. Probably around 40's, and suddenly very friendly, and we
chatted a bit. Then he told me I should come to his club that evening,
"best one of its kind" this side of the border, nice girls. It reminded me
of a time, when I was just finished with Caltech and traveling around the
world for a year on a fellowship. I had a special ticket that allowed me to
travel continuously in one direction for as many stops as I wanted, as long
as I didn't cross the equator too often, and I didn't go backwards (except
in Southeast Asia, there was a special provision). It was fantastic.

I ended up in Athens after a month or so in London, wanting to see Greece.
In Syntagma square, a beautiful Greek man (redundant, I know) approached me
and started talking, and then asked me if I'd like to come to his bar. It
was, well, 11am, and I thought, "What's going on?" I went into the bar, and
immediately he disappeared and two women approached me to buy them drinks.
Same kind of feeling now, and I thanked him, but told him I was looking for
a gym. He grinned, and then told me to go to Gold's, that's where he went.
We shook hands, and he went off, looking for more guys to get to come to
his club, and I had my coffee and went into Laredo.

Unfortunately, the damn song "Streets of Laredo" was in my mind, and
couldn't get the singsong out – and one particular stanza:

"'Twas once in the saddle I used to go dashing,
Twas once in the saddle I used to go gay.
First down to Rosie's, and then to the card-house,
Got shot in the breast, and I'm dying today."

I got on into the city, and realizing my time was getting bad, I went on to
the Gold's gym, and noticed to my surprise Pablo was there – in a tank top
and baggy sweats. He had a nice bit of fur, but his sweats looked very,
well, sweaty, and his tank top looked like dirty underwear. I guess I'm too
used to guys looking overly dressed up at the gym.

Anyway, a woman walked over to talk with him – petit, but stupendously big
tits, way beyond 38DD. Reminded me of Tura Satana from "Faster Pussycat!
Kill! Kill!", and looked as mean. She was quite muscular in fact. And she
had he same hair, smooth face, and jet black eyes, glancing back with me by
Pablo. I went into the locker room to change, and a moment later Pablo
walked in, and started my shock treatment. As he walked by, I noticed his
cock swinging loose in his sweats. Not just a dick bobbing around, it
looked like one of those guys who have pumped their cock to be enormous. I
couldn't take my eye off it for a moment. Then he stood in front of me, and
sort of fumbled with the top, and put his hands in the pockets. He pushed,
and the pants came loose and slid down. Time slowed, it was one of those
erotic moments I can't get out of my head.

The elastic waist slid down over his hips, and he had nice furry brown
legs, and as it slid down, a huge muff of black fur came out. He pushed
further, bending slightly, and the pants dropped further. The base of his
cock was showing, and my blood froze. I must have made a sound, because
while he wasn't looking at me, he smiled. He pulled it down further,
exposing half his cockmeat – huge, big around as a coke can, and, so far,
long as a paper towel roll apparently. Very veiny and nasty looking. He
held the edge of his trousers there for a moment, and rubbed the pants
along the top of his cock, and then pulled a cellphone out of the pocket,
then pulled completely up and walked out. My mouth had gone dry, I was in
shock seeing that gigantic dick right in front of me, in such a curious
exhibitionistic moment. I went out to work out, but I was getting a hardon
in my tight pants.

He walked back and forth, barely lifting weights, managing to get his cock
bobbing in his trousers completely obscenely, and staring at me. Pablo came
to talk again with me, pulling at his cock un-self-consciously, clearly
interested in my size. And staring at my face, with wan, almost absent
eyebrows I noticed, just like the woman earlier. I finished my workout
chatting with Pablo off and on, and showed him the correct form for some
chest press machine exercises, as well as focus on upper chest to give
depth. His hot hand felt my chest as I did Incline Presses and he squeezed
to feel the muscle. Again, he began talking about his club, that there were
more than women there – clearly he saw me slack-jawed in surprise at his
horsecock – and I didn't even get to see the tip. We both went to the
locker-room to clean up, and he slowly lowered his trousers, with a towel
over them.

I knew what was going to happen, I saw the bottom of his cock poking out
under the towel. We showered in separate cubicles, but went in the steam
room together. He put his towel down and sat nude, and I could see how huge
his cock really was, it hung over the edge of the bench and then down a
half-foot of thick veiny uncut meat. I couldn't control myself and began to
get a massive erection thinking of what that must feel like, when he raised
one foot in the steam, flashing a hairy hole under huge round balls. His
cock started getting hard. Obscene, completely obscene – thicker and
thicker, curving up, slowly standing straight up, until it rested against
his belly. Massively thick. The uncut head was below his chin, and he
winked at me and lowered his chin, mouth closed, with his own cock rubbing
his lips.

He flicked his tongue out along the underside of his head and grinned,
putting the towel on and trotting out of the steam room with one of the
biggest erections I'd ever encountered. I sat there, catching my breath – I
was going to cum not even touching him or myself. I left, and he was drying
off, soft again, and he asked me if he could show me something on his
phone. It was the woman I had seen earlier, the tough one with big tits,
except she was naked – big conical natural tits – when she lied down, they
flattened and rolled to the side slightly. She got up and grunted, when a
pair of brown hands behind her lifted her up. She walked forward as the
camera rolled, and she cooed, and into the camera scene was a stupendous
cock, similar to Pablo, maybe wider, redder. The legs near the cock were
skinny, brown as his, but not the tone.

The girl positioned herself over the cock – it looked to be half as long as
her entire body, and lifted up, she was gently put down onto the cock as
the camera zoomed into her pussy. She took it, it was like a fist into her
vagina. Her brown lips were stretched to the max, but she knew this cock
and cooed and gurgled as it slid into her cunt all the way to the root, as
she gasped a few times. She pulled herself off the cock, then turned
around, and flashed a tiny brown hole. Hands came back on the screen,
pulling her ass apart, and a moment later, that gigantic cock slid into her
brown hole, and I heard her say "Papa, ..." then something in Spanish. She
was squatting down on that cock, it literally must have been up into her
chest, but she was loving it, squealing and moaning, muscles flexing.

Then Pablo came on camera with that gigantic cock, and standing in front of
her, leaned forward a bit, and flexing, positioned the fistlike head at the
beginning of her vagina, and then slid it up into her. She squealed and
signed, then started bouncing herself up and down on the two giant cocks,
then the camera pulled back and you saw you were in a nightclub, onstage,
guys jacking off. "What do you think?" Pablo asked, and I told him I
thought those cocks were ginormous. He grinned, and then the next volley of
bombs came. "That my son and daughter. His was big like dad, but very
young. They made fun of him and called him donkey dick. He cried and cried
with Bella. But Bella was curious. I caught them fucking when Frank was
only 12 and she was 16. She had been fucking that huge cock into her
teenage pussy and ass for years, was obsessed with him, and beat up anyone
who made fun of him. Very protective and loving, wouldn't you say?" I
nodded, a bit dazed.

Pablo continued: "You never asked how big? Most gay guys do." I smiled.
Maybe you see me tonight. He turned the video back on his phone, with a
cockhead as wide as the phone, with a small hand trying to hold it. This
wasn't right. But it was hot. Pablo continued to talk in a low voice in the
locker room, his first wife was a stripper with gigantic natural tits, and
he was a sex dancer. They had their first kid Bella, and then Romeo. And
with the mother's tits, and the father's cock, Romeo and Bella came out in
the hypersexual department – Bella need special bras to support her from
around age 10, and Romeo had to have a special truss for his cock to be
held. I thanked Pablo for the information, and name of the place, and went
off to get a steak with shaking hands. I couldn't think of anything except
going to that club now, whether or not the incest was real, and the cocks –
foot long father son monster cocks.

I got to the club around 10pm after dinner and settling in a hotel. I got
on a tight pale blue tee-shirt, and went on over – it was near a major
trucking area, low-slung house with no signage. A dozen trucks were there,
from semi's to plain pickups. A huge bouncer was at the door, looking at me
critically. I told them Pablo was expecting me, and I was hustled in after
a conversation behind the door. The place was full of dark sexy truckers,
not a pale one at all except for me. Pablo came right over, clapping me in
his arms, friendly and funny, but those same piercing eyes staring at me.
He had a silky long-sleeved shirt with French cuffs, unbuttoned, blue
jeans, and beautiful shoes. His furry chest was sexy in the shiny shirt,
perfect with the beard under his chin, down his neck.

A moment later music started and a girl came out, pole dancing, stark
naked. I bought a beer, and sat to watch the gyrations on stage, and was
startled to see that guys had their cocks out and were jacking off. This
wasn't a strip joint, it was just sex. Pablo sat beside me, watching "Nina"
who was joined by a skinny big-dicked boy who had begun massaging her
pussy, and who was sporting a nice thick erection. Pablo stared at me, then
glanced at stage. "That used to be me," he began. Then he was quiet for a
few moments. "And my wife." The man on stage had her on a small platform,
and was dramatically licking her shaved pussy under a spotlight. Men walked
towards the stage, fat cocks in hand. Pablo and then clapped his hands.
"And now I own the place. Papi, you come to the back with me." Backroom in
a border town straight trucker sex club. What was I doing!

We headed towards one side of the stage, then down a hallway to another
room, another bouncer. This one looked fierce, was shirtless, muscular but
fat, and handsome, a giant at 6'7", maybe 300 lbs. He opened another door,
to a room with a stage and chairs. Pablo put his hand on my arm, "Papi, get
naked for me, please." He stared at me intensely, and smoothly pulled his
silk shirt off. "I want to see that big white body again." He pulled up on
my tee-shirt, and slid it up and off, staring at me as his hands started
lightly stroking my fur, and squeezing my muscles. He sighed, and "aaah'd"
working over me with his big hands, and then suddenly grabbed my belt, and
in a choreographed move, kicked his shoes off while unbuckling me. He
pushed me into one of the chairs, and never looking down, staring straight
at me, undid my shoes, and put them to one side.

My socks were off – I was getting hypnotized – then my pants slid off and
his hands stroked my legs. With one motion, he pulled off my underwear, and
stood up, leaving me naked in the chair. He pulled off his shoes, then
shucked off his jeans in the practiced move of a stripper – albeit 20 years
older than most – and his huge cock bounced in front of me. He pulled a
chair over and sat down, legs straight out, smiling at me. He then reached
over in a catlike motion, and stroked my muscles and fur, as I shivered
slightly, getting hard. His hand slowly, slowly moved down to my cock, then
he stroked the length of it, staring at me, and said, "Very nice. You
perform?" I nodded no, then he sat back in his chair, showing me his
hardening cock. It bobbed gently, with his heartbeat, as he stared at me,
then my cock, back and forth. The veins in his cock throbbed now, bulging
slightly, and it continued to rise up, getting longer and thicker with each
moment.

He spread his legs so his big balls would lie on the leather of the seat,
and his cock continued bobbing slightly, curving then pointing straight up,
the foreskin pulling away from the huge purple tip as it slid out, like
something coming out of a mouth, deeply split. Even the huge thick fur of
his crotch couldn't compete with his cock, and he displayed it to me
happily, greedy. "Come here Papi, look how hard you are!" and he pulled at
me to stand. I stood before him, my cock almost touching his, "So big!" he
cooed. He brushed against his cock to stroke mine, and a huge dollop of
precum dripped out of mine. I was ready to shoot, seeing his huge meat – I
mean guys, really huge. Then I felt the heat from it against my cock, and
he shifted in his chair, the long tip bobbing wildly to slap against his
chest, then against my cock. He leaned over, as he had in the steam room,
and crouching slightly, the tip of his cock touched his lips.

He opened his mouth, and stuck out his pink tongue, and the cock bobbed
against it gently, then he licked the head, staring at me. A moment later
he opened his mouth wide, and took the tip of his cock in his mouth sucking
it. I was shaking then, and he took my hand and wrapped it around his shaft
as he continued sucking on the tip gently. I slid my hand down the base of
his shaft into the thick fur, and watched his balls pull up, then relax
down again, and Pablo then grunted, and sucked the head of his cock in his
mouth, stretching his lips to the max. He slurped and sucked loudly for a
moment, holding my hand stroking it up and down as he sucked himself, then
he broke back. "You still don't ask how big Papi. How big yours maybe too."
He reached forward, and in a flash, sucked my cock in his mouth, slurping
on the head, then held the shaft, licking it from base to tip. "Nice long,
yes," he mumbled, licking and sucking it.

Leaning back again, he pulled me forward until his cock was resting against
my belly, chest then my mouth. I opened wide, looking at him, and pushed
the head of his cock in my mouth. Thick, very wide, my lips stretched
slowly as I felt the spit-wet flesh slide into my mouth, over my tongue,
and he contracted his abs and a tiny squirt of precum dripped onto my
tongue. Pablo leaned forward and licked his cock while I sucked on the
head, and we were suddenly both licking the head, up and down, sucking and
kissing together over that magnificent cock. Pablo leaned back, and pushed
my head onto his cock, he big head stretching my mouth again, and he
pushed, sliding the fat wide meat deeper into my mouth, until it hit my
throat, immobile. Pablo pulled his cock out, and then slid four fingers in
my mouth, drool flowing like a stream, and pushed his fingers into my
throat, grinning.

I didn't gag, but I though he was going to do something crazy, pushing so
hard. "You are fine," he said, and put my mouth back on his cock, pushing
the immense shaft deep in my mouth again. "Relax Papi," he said, stroking
my throat, and started pushing harder and harder. I felt something release
deep in my throat, almost painfully, and he gasped as the head of his cock
slid in suddenly, just an inch. "Get down," he ordered, and stood, and at a
better angle, he pushed my head again, and I took his hands in my own,
holding them. I pushed my own head now, the mind-blowingly erotic sensation
of his huge cock shaft sliding endlessly in my mouth, pushing he fat head
further and further down my throat as I felt full to bursting, inch by
inch. Pablo shivered, "so tight Papi" and I continued pushing, feeling
every membrane of my throat and mouth being stimulated by the friction of
that horsecock, the head finally disappearing into my chest cavity at some
amazing depth in my gullet.

My face was buried in his thick fur now, jaw open to popping from the
socket, and that thick cock buried completely. I started pulling back out,
feeling a pulling sensation near my diaphragm from the vacuum it was
creating, pulling back and back almost endlessly until just the head was in
my mouth, and popping back out I gasped for breath. It was only one stroke,
and it seemed like a hour of sucking. Pablo held me, and sat back down in
the chair with me in front of him, and I caught his cock with my lips while
he pulled on his low-hanging balls, and I sucked his cock back in, tongue
working until it was squashed flat, then trying to get my throat to swallow
to massage the shaft, but unable to do that. Pablo leaned down, and pulling
his balls up, tightly, licked them with his long tongue for a moment, then
grunted as I got his cock all the way in my throat again.

He scooted forward more, and lifted his legs up over the chair arms, and
reaching down, touched his brown asshole. I was beginning to suck in long,
delicious strokes as he touched his asshole gingerly, and I heard a noise –
the dancing sounds from the other room rose, then faded away. A door had
opened. I started to look around, but Pablo held my head, and I felt a
presence by me. I heard a quiet voice whisper "Guapo!" and hands started
feeling the muscles of my shoulder and arms as I sucked on Pablo's giant
cock. Finally, I pulled away, and there was a copy of Pablo – skinnier,
same overly-furry crotch, same lack of eyebrows, black eyes. He was naked,
slightly sweaty, cock wet, and I stared again. Pablo's cock was thick, and
very long, but this man, clearly his son Romeo, was longer again, hanging
down more than halfway the length of his leg. And bobbing. Throbbing.

His heartbeat pumping blood into the thick chambers, veins starting to
bulge as he hissed "siiiii", and rising just like his father's had,
thicker, but much longer than I'd ever seen, I almost thought he was
wearing something. Pablo took my face and pointed it towards Romeo's cock,
and with my mouth wide open, I felt his cock entering. It wasn't as thick,
so it was easier to play with the tip with my tongue, and as I slid further
in my mouth, I felt him entering my throat, effortlessly – well stretched
by his father. I chill went over me thinking what it would be like to be
fucked. His limber cock slid into my throat, inch after inch, when I felt
an amazing pressure deep in my chest again, then with one more push, my
face was in his crotch. I could swallow a little, massaging his cock shaft
with my throat muscles – not so stretched – and he whispered something
quickly to his Papa, as he pulled out, maybe 8", not even out of my throat,
then slid back in, groaning and calling out.

Not as elegant as his dad, or as measured, he began fucking my throat,
squeezing my shoulder muscles, until I had to stop to breathe. Pablo was in
the chair, legs up, and fingers on his asshole, two or three slid inside,
when he pulled me over on the floor, face to his hole. He began sucking his
son, not deepthroating, as I rimmed his sweet hole, and he continued to
scoot forward, jacking his long cock, balls in my face. A moment later, he
was pulling at me, begging me to fuck his hole, and crouching down
slightly, I teased his hole with my cock. "No!" he said, "Hard!" and with
that, I shoved my cock in his hole in one stroke, slamming in as he
grunted, and sighed, his face a mask of pleasure. He turned back to Romeo
to suck on his cock a little bit, Romeo gyrating his hips slightly, as I
felt the well-trained muscles of his ass grab hold of my cock, milking it
almost.

I pulled out a few inches, feeling the well-used canal tugging at my cock,
then back in, stroking until I took hold of his cock, jacking him while I
fucked. I took the head in my mouth for a moment, and he patted me on the
head as I sucked, but I then slid my wet hands up and down the shaft while
I fucked him, my hands completely full of one of the biggest, thickest
cocks I'd ever encountered. It was too much, and I lost it – suddenly jets
of cum shot out of me as I gasped and bucked, shaking and groaning out as I
spewed cum that had been building up for hours. I wanted to cum with his
cock spewing in my mouth, but I ended up filling his hole instead, as the
two of them laughed gently. Romeo walked away for a moment, his huge cock
gently bouncing in front of him, completely out of proportion to his body,
short. I heard the sounds of the other room come and go for a moment, as I
caught my breath with Pablo, and he gently pulled me over to sit in a
chair.

More sounds came from the darkness, and the huge bouncer came back in the
room, then a few men. I peered in the darkness, and then looking back over,
Pablo was on stage, in a chair, sitting backwards, his huge cock sticking
out between the slats in the back of the wooden chair. More men came in,
and walking over, felt the cock that was visible, murmured, and sat back
down, ignoring me. Pablo stood up, magnificent on stage, then Romeo walked
in from the darkness behind him. The father and son began kissing, and
stroking each other's bodies, and I heard a noise from one side, and to my
surprise, the stage began rotating. Romeo fell back, and holding Pablo's
arm, slid backwards in an elegant dance-like motion, and Pablo set him on
the floor, his huge cock standing straight up, like an arm. The men came
back to the stage, and hands ran over Romeo's giant cock, when Pablo gently
kicked them away.

He stepped over Romeo, and hands on his knees, began slowly squatting down,
until Romeo's cockhead was just at the entrance to his ass. The room was
still except for the stage, and the fwap fwap sound of men jacking off,
when Romeo suddenly in a violent motion shoved all of his cock up into his
father, who squatted down, hands off his knees. The room collectively
gasped, as the footlong cock impaled Pablo, now sitting on his son's groin,
arched up off the floor. Romeo began thrusting upwards, bouncing Pablo
gently on his cock, Pablo's huge cock bouncing up and then smacking on
Romeo's belly. The men came forward, more aggressively and started jacking
Pablo off, one bearded man desperately sucking on Pablo's cock, until the
huge bouncer pulled him away. Pablo turned and looked at me, and pointed.

Not a lot I could do, I was hard again watching the lurid scene, and
walking forward, the stage creaked, and the bouncer ran out of the light
and with a big click to one side the stage stopped. Pablo, pulled me
towards his cock, and as he was fucked by his energetic son, I began
sliding that beautiful cock down my throat, inch after inch, holding onto
him for balance. I got about a third of it in when I felt my throat pop
open, and the rest slid right in as I heard the audience murmur, my face
buried in that fur again, feeling his cock thrusting into my throat with
the slams from his son. I had to pull out abruptly, coughing, and in a
surprising turn, the bouncer threw a wrestling mat on the platform. Pablo
leaned back, and suddenly Father and son rolled into the mat, Pablo now on
his back with Romeo still in him, fucking him now.

Everyone clapped at the move, which was quite startling, and Romeo began
sucking his father's cock while he fucked him, mostly just licking and
sucking on the head of that 11" fuckstick. Romeo then spread his legs, and
started leaning back, until he was lying on his back, his huge cock in is
father, his father also lying on his back, his huge cock now pointing
straight up. Pablo pointed at me again, and I came over and kneeling beside
the two of them, wrapped my hands on Pablo's cock. As cool and calm as he
had been, his cock was covered in foamy precum and sweat, and his body had
a sheen. His balls were tight, and I couldn't imagine the pressure in his
ass from his son's clearly footlong (or better) schlong. "Papi," he
whispered, "please, I cum." I slid my hands along the hard shaft, feeling
the two huge cylinders of hard tumescent flesh on either side, rolling my
thumb along the soft canal of his urethra to the tip, rubbing the big head
as he groaned.

Romeo began arching his back slightly, forcing his cock deeply into his
father's hairy ass, and I pushed Pablo's head into my mouth, visibly
stretching to the breaking point. The audience murmured, and the bounder
came forward, also watching, and pulling Pablo's cock slightly sideways, I
pushed more into my mouth. I felt the stage vibrate as several men came
forward, and I pushed more of Pablo's huge cock in my mouth and finally
throat. I had to stand up a little to get at a better angle, and the
bouncer had pulled out his cock, jacking of watching with the others –
beautiful thick short uncut cock, and I thought, easier to suck. I crouched
down, sliding Pablo's cock now into my throat a little bit, hands on my
knees, bobbing up and down. Pablo cried out, and grunted, Romeo fucking a
little more energetically, and I felt the bouncer's fat heavy hand on my
back.

I continued to lean forward, pushing more of Pablo's cock in my throat
until I was again at the magic spot, completely in my throat, face against
his crotch as I felt someone spurt cum on my back. I pulled back, then
bobbed up and down, feeling someone finger my asshole and jerk on my rock
hard cock. Pablo started talking rapidly, chattering way in Spanish between
grunts, his hips beginning to jerk. I felt the bouncer's thick tongue on my
asshole for a moment, then his hands again on my back and shoulders feeling
the muscles as he shook while he jacked himself off. I couldn't take much
more, and I focused intensely – closing my eyes and feeling the fur on my
face, then the sucking feeling in my guts as I pulled up on Pablo's cock.
Every inch of his cockflesh was stroking my throat and mouth from the
inside, pulling out, tastes of precum washing all over until I had his
cockhead in my mouth, the smooth silky flesh rubbing over my tongue and
palate.

Pablo barked some short grunts, and I felt a tiny spurt of cum in my mouth,
extremely bitter, and I wanted the wash of a river of cum from him. I
pushed down now, slowly, feeling his cock stretch my mouth and throat as he
screamed, a huge almost painful gush of cum hitting the back of my throat,
then feeling his cock expand in my mouth as I felt his heart throbbing, and
a huge battery of cum keep gushing into my throat and belly as I forced him
deeper and deeper in side me while he thrashed, and Romeo cried out "Papa"
over and over. I began cumming again, not sure if someone was stroking me –
my orgasm seem to begin in my throat with that horsecock, moving through my
whole body as more and more cum was pumped into me. I slowly pulled back
out as Pablo thrashed, more and more cum erupting from him, until with his
cockhead in my mouth, it simply washed the inside of my mouth and dripped
back down his shaft.

I sat down on my haunches, gasping and exhausted, listening to the noise of
the door opening and closing again and again. Pablo stood up abruptly, cock
dripping, and the bouncer came on the stage, nude. He looked like the
truckers in the room – greyish short beard, thick body – but very muscular.
Big ass, rock hard short cock. Romeo stood up and the trucker bent over,
arms around me kissing whispering "Papi", squeezing me. The bouncer's huge
meaty ass was facing the audience, and Pablo spread the cheeks, while Romeo
walked behind him. I saw the audience hands reach out and stroke the
trucker's hairy ass, along with Romeo's cock, and then Romeo dramatically
walked behind him, and touched his fistlike cockhead to the bouncer's
asshole. The bouncer looked at me hungrily, and scared, I realized
suddenly. "Papi" he whispered grabbing me, and Romeo thrust his huge cock
completely into that big meaty ass in a single stroke, like his father,
making a slapping thick sound as he bottomed out.

The bouncer grimaced, tears coming to his eyes as he clutched me, gasping
in pain. That 12" cock was too much. I was going to say something, when his
eyes opened, looking at me without seeing, and a smile crept on his face.
Romeo pulled out and stood to the side, then Pablo shoved his cock to the
hilt in that ass. The bouncer was jacking himself off, as Romeo and Pablo
tag-teamed fucking his huge meaty ass, the crowd cheering now each time
they shoved a cock in his ass. Back and forth, the two men were fucking his
huge ass, and suddenly the bouncer pulled me forward, irresistibly. He
buried his face in my crotch, and was sucking my cock furiously and in a
single motion, fell on the floor, belly down, face buried in my crotch, his
huge ass still up in the air. Pablo now bent over, hands on the bouncer's
fat shoulders, and with a perfectly clear view for me between his legs,
poised that cock right at his ass, and shoved it in, one stroke, very hard,
cramming straight down.

His prostate, not to mention bladder, must be smashed by that giant cock,
then Romeo, then Pablo back and forth. This went on as the crowd became
louder and louder until the bouncer started shaking under me, and whispered
something about Jesus and I saw a stream of cum roll out from between his
legs to the edge of the stage. Everyone clapped, and Pablo and Romeo stood
to one side, arms over shoulders, while the big bouncer crawled off the
stage, gasping. I heard a click, and the stage started moving again, and
some small guy darted forward and wiped off the cum from the bouncer. Then
the shock came again. The woman from the gym, Bella walked forward, naked.
Huge tits, and I realized how tiny though muscular she was. She stood
beside her brother and her father, and you could see they were all family,
as Pablo, in the voice of a Circus performer, started talking to the
audience about "familia".

Romeo stroked her tits as her nipples grew, and lengthened until they
looked like little cockheads. The audience was dead silent, and I heard
more people come in the room. I stepped off stage, but Pablo gracefully
grabbed "Abuelo" and pulled me back, the four of us on stage. He grasped
Romeo's and my cocks, holding them against each other, and I realized that
though Romeo's cock looked big, it was because he was short. Holding my
cock up against his, he was only a little longer than me. Or was I that
big? Bella giggled, and the stage stopped rotating. Pablo spoke in English
briefly, "We have Grandpa, Daddy, and Son and Daughter for you today!
Especial Day my friends! You see from the cock we all share blood." Romeo
pulled the chair forward, and sat down, hips thrust forward and his cock
standing straight up. Pablo said something and men came on stage, stroking
it, and looking closely.

I heard a groan to one side, saw the bouncer pulling his pants back on in
the shadows. Some of the men were fingering Bella who cooed and giggled.
She scrambled over to Romeo in the chair, and kissed him on the cheeks, and
then stroked his cock, her ass towards the audience as she stroked his cock
between her breasts, leaning back and looking. She then scrambled up,
standing on the chair arms, pussy in Romeo's face, as he lapped it. Pablo
nodded to me and put me to the left, and he was to the right, and we lifted
Bella up, folding her legs against her body, leaving her pussy exposed and
pointing down as she arched her body. We lowered her down for a moment, and
you had the feeling of seeing Romeo's cock slide up between her asscheeks
and climb up to near her shoulder blades, it seemed so long. Then lifting
her back up, Pablo spoke, and men from the audience came up on stage, on
their knees.

The bouncer came over and took over for me as Pablo got me on the floor,
holding the woman. I had to get on my knees, and lick Romeo's balls, as
Bella's cunt was gently lowered to that giant cock – it looked really huge
against her. They lowered more and more inches from my face as I saw her
pussy stretch and stretch, the big head pressing in until she squeaked.
Then as it slid in her canal she shivered and they continued lowering her,
the cock apparently in half her body, then stopped. She screamed slightly,
and everyone laughed, as they lifted her back up, vagina gaping and
dripping now. Pablo told me to hold the cock and Bella flexed slightly, as
they started lowering her. This time they put her anus against Romeo's
cock, and I held his cock steady. Slowly, slowly they lowered her as she
moaned and the audience laughed, then with an audible pop the head went in
that well-worn hole as she cooed.

They continued lowering her, halfway down the cock again as they said
something and the audience laughed, then continued lowering her as Bella
made gurgling sounds and everyone gasped as they shoved her down entirely
on the cock, to the root. I thought it must be bursting out of her mouth!
The bouncer and Pablo started sliding her up and down the cock talking
rapidly, and Romeo cried out – he had been fucking now for almost an hour.
Hands came forward expectantly for the show, pulling on Romeo's balls, near
my face, and then as the bouncing became more intense, Romeo's balls began
pulling up and he spoke rapidly to "Papa". Pablo screamed out "‘AHΝ ESTΑ!"
and then bellowed "‘ΑNDALE!" when with a loud noise, they pulled Bella up
off his cock. Bella gave a very fake porn-movie scream, Pablo yelling "‘ESO
ES!" and a fountain of cum shot up, splashing against her asshole, all over
my face, and the hands feeling her pussy and Romeo's cock.

They abruptly lowered her asshole again on the gushing cock, fake porn
mewing and screaming, and pulled her off, cum shooting back out her
asshole, then down and up and down and up as Romeo cried out along with
Bella, his father milking his son's cock with his own daughter. Bella began
screeching as I noticed the bouncer had been jacking her off with his fat
fingers, along with her father, and she writhed with the huge cock in her
ass as pussy juices gushed out to mix with her brother's cum all over his
cock and balls. Hand were reaching out as the crowd yelled, and I saw Romeo
twitching, and trying to suck his Sister's distended nipples, but she was
going crazy, like some St Vitus's dance, from fingers in her pussy
violently getting her to cum – mostly from the bouncer. His mouth was open,
drooling, staring at Bella's tits, and I could see he was red-in-the face
excited.

Pablo was the cool one, his thick fingers extracted from her pussy and
wiping it on Romeo's mouth. The noise from the crowd became clapping,  with
more men reaching out to feel everying going on in front of them, hands
stroking the wet cock, pussy, trying to finger the stretched asshole, and
my back, beard, muscles. Bella was bounced a dozen or more times completely
down on Romeo's cock, and he was shaking with the final throes of his
orgasm, balls almost up inside him. I licked his nuts now, pushing hands
away, and rubbed my beard against his hairy legs. Slowly as the clapping
stopped, Bella was lifted off his cock, then Pablo put one of her legs up
on the bouncer, as she whispered and sighed. A moment later, as she nuzzled
him and kissed his beard, she had wrapped her legs around his belly as he
carried her off, a few sparse spontaneous claps from around the room – I
couldn't see anything anymore from the glaring lights on the stage.

Reaching up I felt Romeo's gigantic cock, wet, and standing up, I leaned
over to suck the head in. He moaned and twitched – I knew it was sensitive,
but in it's relaxing state I could get it down my throat so easily,
enjoying the last suck. Men backed away from the stage leaving me there
with Pablo and Romeo, Pablo's huge cock finally going a little soft, and
Romeo now complete softening and as wet as when he walked in earlier. The
final clapping died down, and I stood up beside them. "Romeo likes you
Viejo," Pablo laughed, the room back to where it was when Pablo and I came
in, hours ago it seemed. Father and son kissed softly, and Romeo, suddenly
shy, looked down at the kissing, not the raw fucking. I can't help it, but
I was fascinated to see such big long cocks hanging down and swinging, and
Pablo said out loud, "Romeo, Daddy Joe likes big dick, look at him! He has
to look!"

Romeo giggled softly, and Pablo sat me down on the chair, then Romeo on my
lap. He was small, against my huge muscles. Pablo stroked him, and told me
after he caught him fucking his sister, they talked, and he learned that
Romeo was a gay boy. And he liked his daddies. When he saw me at the truck
stop, he knew I was for Romeo. Romeo curled up in my arms, his cock resting
up against my chest now, squeezing me and kissing me. "I was the first he
sucked Papi, look at this big dick that made him big!" and Pablo stroked
himself. Romeo's face went blank, and he opened his mouth, making a
whinnying sound for his father. He straddled me, facing away as I squeezed
him, and he sucked the tip of his father's cock. I heard him grunt and he
stood up briefly, spreading his cheeks, and then sat down hard, on my cock,
grunting. Romeo was bouncing up and down on my cock as he sucked more and
more of his father's monster in, and I enjoyed the tight but loose anal
canal of the boy.

Romeo was well trained in sex – he pulled hard on my cock with his ass as
he stroked out, then loosened as he jammed down, giving huge waves of
sexual pleasure from my cock and my groin through my legs and belly. Pablo
pulled Romeo further down on his cock, and I heard Romeo stop breathing,
when Pablo said, "He can never take me all in his through, his little hole
is too small. But not butt. I broke him in early with his sister. You see.
You feel." Romeo continued to impale himself, squeezing and milking my
cock, then Pablo stared at me fucking his son. "I think you like suck my
cock, no? Daddy Joe is good." Pablo pulled away from Romeo, and pushed his
cock against my face as I fucked his son. "Fuck him good Papi," and at that
I was able to suck the fistlike head back in my mouth. I couldn't take much
more of this intensity of incest and over-the-top sex.

I felt my orgasm building up again, but I wanted it all, I wanted both of
them to feed me, I wanted too much cock, I wanted them to fuck me but I
knew I was too tight. "Pablo," I said, "I want to see you fuck your boy.
Pablo was surprised that I spoke, it was almost the first time in more than
an hour. "Si, Si Papi, come here." Pablo pulled Romeo off my cock, and I
gasped as he milked it with his ass. His cock was hard again, pointing
straight out at me, and Pablo pulled Romeo's ass to him, spread the cheeks,
then rammed his cock in like it was nothing. Romeo looked over his
shoulder, and I pulled him towards me by his cock. Leaning forward, my cock
now jutting out, I began jacking myself off, feeding on the son's monster
footlong cock, senselessly sucking, no shame, no subtlety, just getting it
as far in my gullet as I could, swallowing and groaning.

I completely lost myself – one of those sex moments when your mind is numb,
monster cock overwhelming me as I sucked and begged for cum, throat
stretched, eyes watering, jacking my own cock frantically. I wasn't going
to last longer, and I made sure Romeo and Pablo knew, yelling during
pauses, when Romeo whispered "Papi" again. I grabbed his balls with my free
hand, unable to completely close around them as the pulled up, and suddenly
a river of cum flooded my mouth and throat. I pushed slowly, feeling his
cock throb as pulses of hot white semen flooded my throat and mouth, and I
was unable to keep up swallowing it as it dribbled down over my hand as I
jacked my cock. That was it. My mind was completely frozen, an orgasm hit
my body from head to foot as a high whining sound filled my ears – I was
engulfed in cum, in my mouth, my cock spurting, and I was in bliss.

I heard Pablo yell out after a moment, and he shucked his cock out of
Romeo, and sanding beside me, Romeo's cock empty, he grabbed my mouth, and
pushed his cummy gusher on in the already overflowing maw. I didn't even
know where I was, I was being fed so much cum now, Romeo blasting his load
into me, pushing in the cum-slick mouth, then popping into my throat as he
fed more and more belly-direct. I was cumming again I think, feeling
Romeo's thick cock on my shoulder as Pablo came for a minute, kissing his
Son and feeling his cock and ass while blowing in me. All I remember was
two seemingly footlong cocks now, cum dripping, my cock streaming cum
everywhere as I slid down in the chair, having forgotten to breathe. I came
to suddenly, sitting, Pablo and Romeo holding me saying "Breathe Mr. Joe!"
Which I did, and burst out laughing.

Pablo walked away as Romeo sat back in my lap, kissing and hugging his
Papi, feeling my white beard and muscles, and I picked him up, and lay down
on the somewhat wet mat on the stage. Pablo stared at us, kindly in his way
now, as he wiped down, and a moment later I heard the noise from outside, a
woman screaming happily, and the door closed again as Romeo kissed me from
head to toe. A moment later I woke up alone, totally sexed out, and got my
clothes together and walked out. The club was empty, and there were Romeo,
Bella, the Bouncer, and Pablo. I kissed them all, and told them I was sorry
I had to leave – fuck 2am! – and the bouncer grabbed me on the way out,
lifting me up, and kissing me and squeezing me hard, tears in his eyes.
Never speaking a word, but so emotional. Bella mewed, and pinched her
nipple looking at us. Crazy time! At least I avoided getting shot in the
chest, like the Song... There it was, back in my head again!





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About the Author: texbearjoe

texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's
and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and
turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social
networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible
with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as
texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at
texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can
follow him @texbearjoe on twitter.

These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per
disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the
innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the
main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique
flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his
travels.