Date: Wed, 25 May 2022 14:53:18 +0200 From: john skehan Subject: Cocktown Residents This is a work of gay fiction, the sole property of the author. If you like the stories on the site please donate to keep it going. Comments cajunboi868@gmail I had moved with my stepdad after mom abandoned us one night. She left in a huff with only one bag. There was no love between us. I never seemed to live up to her expectations. Stepdad understood me and spent a lot of time trying to tell me that everything would be fine when I grew up. He gave me the attention and support that a ten year old needed. He's got a good toned, hairy body. I'd never seen him naked but he'd seen me naked from an early age. I was only six when he married my widowed mother. Our new home is in the suburbs of Los Angeles, I soon learned from the boys at my private school, it was called Cocktown. They never explained why it was called that. I did notice that our neighbors were all men with few females around. The homes were secluded among finely tended gardens cared for Hispanic crews. My school mates were mostly from similar backgrounds. The teachers, all priests, seemed to cater to the wishes of the parents. What social life I saw encouraged me to practice nudity at home, like many of the neighbors around us. Dad hired a houseboy, Sefti,to take care of our home and me while he worked. The houseboy was very handsome and attentive. Dad would often assist him in bathing me at night before putting me to bed. The houseboy was a live-in servant, a young Indian lad. Because of our home nudity lifestyle, I soon got used to seeing the uncut brown cock of Sefti, the houseboy. Dad seemed to always be hard when we three were together. My boy cock soon began to stiffen too. Sefti was kind to me and tried to get me interested in many new things. His uncut, brown cock was one of the first things that attracted me. I was a curious boy eager to learn about all cultures. Dad encouraged Sefti to go about the house naked as we did. He soon gave up his prudish nature and then our lives changed. He and dad were often together in the master bedroom. I could hear sounds of moaning coming from behind the closed door. One day Sefti asked if I loved my dad. I told him that I did with all my heart. Then he asked me what I would do to make dad truly happy? I thought a minute before telling him anything that dad wanted. Sefti pulled me into his arms and kissed my cheek. He told me that he too loved my dad and was willing to do anything dad desired. As he talked he stroked my little boy cock. I also did the same to him. His brown knob emerged from its skin covering glistening with a clear wetness. Sefti told me to taste his love milk. I leaned over with my tongue licking away the drops. He moaned telling me that I was such a good boy. I did not know that dad had returned from work and had entered the house through the garage. He was watching us as he removed his suit and shoes. Sefti pulled me from his wet cock and held me for a long kiss. He'd seen dad at the hallway watching us. He asked me if I liked the taste? I told him that it was salty but not bitter. I asked him if all men tasted like that? He replied that each one was different. I asked if my dad had the same taste. He cooed that dad was a strong man with a unique taste and asked if I would ever like to do these things with my dad. I hesitated before telling him that I'd do anything to please my dad. At that point my dad walked into the room with his hard cock leading the way swaying as he moved closer. He kissed Sefti and then me. Sefti moved away leaving me on the sofa alone. He went to my dad and pulled him into a long kiss with his hands roaming around dad's body. They both moaned. My boy cock was stiff as I watched them. Sefti pulled away and said "I think your son needs you to make him a man now. Afterall he will soon be eleven, on the verge of manhood." Dad smiled down at me while holding Sefti's shoulder. He whispered "Are you sure he can take me? I'm so big for such a small boy pussy." Sefti leaned over and gave me a deep kiss saying "He is your boy now but needs to know how a man makes love the way you have taught me." Dad lifted me from the sofa and gave me a deep kiss as his hand stroked my rear. I felt a finger move gently in my ass crack and moaned. He held me in his arms saying to Sefti "Let's take him to our bed for the ceremony of his manhood?" We moved to the master bedroom. Sefti followed, smiling. I could see that the knob of his cock had emerged from its hiding place as he walked. Dad placed me in the middle of his king size bed. Sefti knelt next to me and lifted my legs up to expose my secret place to dad who growled. He bent over to kiss my boy hole gently at first. But he soon gave into his lust and began licking my hole. Sefti had positioned himself so that his long, brown dick was hanging over my face. The drops at the tip falling to my lips. I licked my lips tasting his manhood. Dad pulled away from my boy pussy as he called it and reached over to kiss Sefti. I leaned up to lick on the tip of my dad's cock. He moaned as I took more of his giant tool into my mouth. Both men pulled away and sat smiling next to me. Dad said "Son, the first time may be painful. But it will only last for a few minutes. Once the pain goes away it will be replaced with such pleasure that you will crave it for the rest of your life. Do you understand?" I obediently said "Yes, dad, I want so much to please you. Will Sefti do it too?" He kissed Sefti before responding "Yes, son, Sefti is an important part of our family now."Sefti kissed me saying "Your pink boy pussy will belong to us both. We will worship at it daily, bringing us all much pleasure." Dad pulled me in for a deep kiss. It was strange but exciting for me knowing that my dad loved me so much that he would share me with Sefti. Dad pulled me up for another kiss pointing my rear to Sefti. The Indian boy began licking my rear pushing his wet tongue into my boy hole. I moaned at the new sensation he gave me. Dad whispered "Prepare him well for my cock, I want to claim my prize." He stroked my nipples as I heard his lover pour oil on my hole and felt him spread it around with his stiff brown cock until it was well oiled. He moved up to kiss my shoulder telling dad that I was ready to be claimed. Dad knelt up on the bed lifting me up in his strong arms telling Sefti to aim his cock. Slowly he lowered me down. I felt his tip touch me hole and moaned. Sefti whispered in my ear "It will only hurt for a few minutes. I know the feeling of joy that will follow." With that I felt the tip pierce my virgin hole. I screamed out only to be silenced with dad's kiss. Inch byinch I was lowered until I felt dad's pubes rest on my buns, my ass had taken all of him. Held still until I felt the pain go away to be replaced by a feeling of fullness and then of great joy. I was now a part of dad, a pleasure that no one could imagine, something beyond words. Sefti and dad kissed my shoulders as I began to ride the cock buried inside me. I moaned out 'OH DAD! I am yours now. NEVER! Never stop, make me yours." Sefti began lifting me up and down on the hard cock. Dad moaned out "OMG! I love you both so much! Sefti, you must share this with me, make us a true family." I cried out "Yes, Sefti, please take me. Join us all together. Please, please put it in to join with dad in making me a man?" I felt his thin, long cock slide on top of dad's to enter my hole. I was overcome with joy and an unknown pleasure as both men in my life joined together to make me a man. I began moving slowly on their joined cocks. It took only a few minutes to bring their two cocks to a powerful orgasm. As I felt both throbbing cocks exploding inside me my own boy cock shot out its first load of boy juice. I felt my inner muscles grab the 2 invaders tight causing them both to scream out with a second explosion of seed. I fell forward gripping dad's shoulders. We fell asleep still intertwined on the large bed. During the night we broke apart. I lay content between the two men who I knew loved me. I swore to myself to never, ever leave them. I belonged to them both. My body was theirs to have and enjoy. At this early age I knew love, one that could never be taken away from me.