Date: Mon, 19 Dec 2011 21:35:28 -0800
From: bjjl <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: Club Waterloo

Have you ever imagined there was a club, a secluded place where the only
people allowed were fathers and sons? Not an ordinary club with ordinary
activities, but special activities not usually considered normal. A place
where you can be uninhibited and allowed to discover a special bond. Where
the sons become the masters and the fathers become the slaves and all
things become possible within the rules. There is a club exactly like that,
a club called Waterloo.

Club Waterloo was over ten thousand square feet. Ten bedrooms that would
accommodate a father and son in each room. It was situated on thirty six
beautifully secluded acres. A very Stately appearance with all hand-cut
stone exterior, curved peaks with pure copper trim. Palladian windows and
custom wrought iron accents that made it look more like the house of
Dracula.

Every doorway and every window had crown moldings most of the walls were
stunning wainscoting with carved trim while all the doors were made of
Mahogany. All the main rooms had pillared archways so you could move freely
from one main room to the other without opening doors.

The kitchen was huge as well as was the dining room with the especially
large Mahogany table. A place for each son to sit and a place under the
table for the father to kneel between his sons legs.

Each master bedroom had a stone fireplace, king bed, private bath and play
room. The play room was equipped with a small spanking table, small
stainless steel cage and a nice assortment of whips, paddles, gags,
muzzles, cuffs and various other items.

The large and lovely sun room overlooked the back yard pool and garden. The
sun room was filled with various types of horses and stocks, full height
and half height.  Many cages with cock and ball attachments and also an
assortment of metal floor racks spanking benches and tower stands. Most
rooms were equipped similar except the “electronic" rooms. Those
had violet wands all shapes and sizes with assorted ends, as well as a
variety of E-Stim machines.

It was exclusive, by invitation only. There was no discrimination they came
from all walks of life and professions. From engineers and business
specialists to the average blue collar worker.

The rules of the club were simple.

1. Consenting parties only they must be biological father and son.

2. One father with no more than 2 sons at one time. Swapping was allowed.

3. One son must be 17 or older. The second son can be younger but must stay
with
   his brother at all times.

4. Maximum age for a son is 26.

5. All facilities are under supervision by staff.

6. Both the father and son must have a safety passport with them.


Bruce Martin and his son Chad fit right into that category. Bruce 42, his
son Chad 17 had been coming to the club for two years now. Cliff Sutton and
his son Dave. Cliff 47, Dave 18. They only saw each other for three
weekends a year but they always stayed in touch during the year. Chad and
Dave hit it off the first time they met and they discovered how much the
loved to swap fathers. Cliff and Bruce didn't mind either, in fact they
enjoyed it more than their sons did. For three weekends a year they could
live out their fantasies.

There were other regulars that Chad and Dave were acquainted with. There
was Roger Lawson and his son, Mike. They were a little older, Roger was 51,
Mike was 20. There was also Lewis Baker and his son, Harry. Lewis was the
same age as Bruce, 42 and his son was 18. They all smiled at one another,
checked in and went on to their separate rooms. As Bruce walked into the
room, he knew it was time for their roles to change.

Bruce stripped his clothes off, immediately went to the bathroom to shower
and shave his genitals. Next, put his triple cock ring on, his leather
collar and leather mouth gag. Next chore, to unpack the luggage and put
their things. Everyone had an idea of how their naked father should pose
when idle. The most accepted was kneeling, legs open and hands behind the
back. As for the head, some preferred the head be bowed down, others the
head up and mouth open.

As for walking, the leash would be attached to the collar. Some preferred
their naked father walk behind them. Others wanted him in front so they
could slap him on the ass if they so desired. When the stopped, they all
had to assume the idle position. On that afternoon Bruce, Chad choose show
off his naked father. Chad knew the vibrating nipple clamps would made his
father hard. Chad liked the way his dad's cock looked in the triple ring,
shaved clean and standing stiff.

The club provided many outdoor activities. Pony boys, where the fathers
pulled carts with their sons riding behind. Naked Camping trips in the
woods and naked bicycle rides. In the garden, there was a merry go round,
but this one was not for the kids only the daddies. Chad led his father
over to it. All the ponies had large dildos protruding from the
saddles. The father had to mount the pony and wedge the dildo into his ass.

Their hands were tied to the pole and their feet were cuffed to the
stirrups so they couldn't fall off or get off until untied. The merry go
round stopped and the fathers got on top the ponies. Chad smiled as he
watched the dads wiggle their asses as the slid down on the greased
dildos. This merry go round was a little different that the conventional
ones. When the house went up it would suddenly drop about three inches.

This in turn would made their ass drop hard onto the dildo. All the sons
would laughed as they watched their fathers ass bounce up and down in the
saddles. The ride lasted for about five minutes and by that time all the
dads cocks were dripping. From there Chad and led his father over to the
pony grounds. Chad wanted to see the fathers pulling their sons around in
pony carts. The leather harness draped over their shoulders and fastened
around their chest and waist.

Their hands were cuffed to the long wooden poles that attached to the
cart. Each dad was fitted with a harness buckled over their head with a bit
gag in their mouth. A butt plug shoved in their ass with a long horse tail
attached. The dads would have to pull the carts around a course and the
sons could smack them on the ass with a long whip. Chad liked to watch
their cocks bounce up and down as the pulled the cart.

Dave and his fathers, Cliff came over to the pony track. Dave smiled at
Chad.  “Having fun yet?” "Yeah. We just did the merry go
round.” Dave laughed, "yeah we did too."  Dave looked down at
Bruce. "Your dad sure looks good down there on his knees."  "He hasn't had
a good shot of cum in a long time. Go for it!"

Dave pulled his hard cock from his pants and began stroking it. As he did
he used his other hand to unfasten the leather gag from Bruce's mouth. He
stuck his cock into Bruce's mouth and let him finish the job. Dave was a
horny young man so it didn't take long for his milk to flow. Dave continued
to hump his face until the last drop was gone.

"How about the cock races?" Dave said, zipping his pants up.  Chad quickly
agreed. "OK.” Both the boys with fathers in tow, made their way
over to the field.  The cock races was another favorite game. The fathers
were paired up to one another first. Standing face to face so their
genitals were even with each other.

Dave tied his fathers cock and balls with a nylon cord, the same as Chad
did to his father. They bound both the dads together by their cocks and
balls. They had to hop sideways down a 25 foot course tied by their
genitals. The winners of the race would have to publicly stand on the
winners platform and masturbate each other.

On that particular day, Bruce and Cliff didn't win. They came in a close
second. Roger and another man were the winners. They had to stand in front
of the crowd and give a reciprocal wanking of the cocks! Dave turned to
Chad.  "You wanna switch fathers now?"  Chad shrugged his
shoulders. “Sure why not. I've been waiting to bury my cock up your
dad's ass for some time now."  Dave smiled at him.  “The same with
your dad.”

Dave grabbed Bruce by the collar and yanked him to his feet.  "You belong
to me now, whore!"  He led Bruce off into the woods. Chad looked down at
Dave's father with an evil smile.  "Lets you and I go to the barn. I got a
hard cock that needs to fuck some hairy ass!"  He made Cliff trot all the
way to the barn.

Chad bent Cliff over a wooden horse, tying his ankles to the horse legs. He
twisted and pinched Cliff's nipples until they were red. That was enough to
him hard ready. Cliff had always been a great fuck. Chad remembered the
first time and that was just as good as this time. He let the sperm drip
down the crack of Cliff's ass and on his clean shaved ball sac. Cliff's
cock was hard by now, Chad slapped it around a few times as he untied
Cliff.

"I think I'm gonna take you to the vibrator competition. I'd like to stick
a vibrator right on that big cock head of yours.” He led Cliff
across the field to where the vibrator contest was starting.  The vibrator
competition was great fun. All the fathers were tied to a railing, legs
spread wide open. Each son was given a vibrator. The object was simple, the
last father to ejaculate was the winner. The loser, or the first father to
ejaculate, had to clean the heads of all the other cocks with his mouth.

Chad knew what the outcome was going to be as soon as he touched the
vibrator to Cliff's cock. He saw his muscles tighten and his legs
quiver. Chad loved the whirring sound of the vibrator as he worked up and
down Cliff's rigid dick. He held the vibrator on Cliff's glans while he
pinched his nipples with his other hand. It was more than Cliff to endure
at one time. His cock quickly erupted, spitting sperm into the air. Cliff
was the first father to ejaculate!

Chad led him around by the collar, making him kneel in front of each dad.
“Lick his cock clean, CUNT!"  Chad usually didn't use the word
"cunt" but he knew Cliff loved to be called that, so he made an exception.
"Com'on, Cunt! You got some more cocks to clean."

That night in the dining room the sons sat around the table laughing and
joking with one another. The fathers were under the table in the kneeling
boxes, hands bound behind their backs waiting anxiously for their son to
unzip their pants. That was the sign to service their son's cock
immediately. Bruce could hear Roger slurping away on the other side of the
table. Lewis was also gulping up his son's sperm and licking his balls
cleaning his balls.

After dinner, all the fathers had the task of cleaning up the table and the
kitchen under the watchful eyes of the staff. The final event for the
evening was the cock and ball drag. A weight of certain amount was tied to
the father's cock and balls. The race was held out by the pool. It was a
fifty foot course and the father who drug his weight over the finish line
by his cock and balls, was the winner. Once again, the winner would have to
stand on the winners platform and masturbate in front of everyone.

It put the finishing touches on the first day at The Club Waterloo. Chad
led his father up to their room, they showered and climbed into bed. Bruce
gave his son a good night blow job before falling to sleep. Dave and his
father did the same except Dave gave his dad a little spanking before they
turned in. Dave rubbed his hard cock up against the crack of his dad's sore
ass.  "Spread'em! My cock needs to make a deposit!"


Imagine if you would a perfect sanctuary where fathers and sons could live
out their fantasies and share a time that would all too soon be lost
forever. Perhaps one day you could return with your son and relive the
adventures you had as a boy at Club Waterloo....

End