Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2018 13:38:28 +0200
From: JG
Subject: Daddy-Son Fuck Club

Evan had no idea what would happen next.  His little hairless hole was
still stinging from the pounding one of the old men had just given him.  He
could feel jizz oozing out into his underwear.  His throat had been crudely
violated by the other man.  And worst of all, his dad had somehow walked in
and caught him in the act of sucking cock and getting fucked.

At 11, Evan still cried when he was hurt.  Big, hot tears slid silently
down his face. What would his Dad say? How would he react? What punishment
would ever be enough. And could his Dad ever understand how Evan felt about
other boys?  He saw him with his own eyes. There was no denying his true
sexuality to his Dad, himself or anyone else.

The silence in the truck was deafening.  Evan could hear his own heartbeat
in his ears as he stared out the side window and watched rows of leafless
trees go by. He did not want his father to see him crying, so Evan checked
his peripheral vision to make sure he was still staring straight ahead at
two lane blacktop ahead of them, then he wiped his tears on his sleeve.

Suddenly, the pickup truck slowed.  Evan's dad turned down a winding,
tree-shrouded gravel drive.  Of course, the boy wanted to know where he was
being taken, but he dared not say a word.  The truck bounced along the
rough, potholed road.  The trees got thicker and what little sunlight there
was emanating from the gray flannel sky on this cool spring day was almost
obliterated.

The boy noticed a fence row, then an open space where once there stood a
gate. The truck veered into the opening and headed onto a grassy path. Tall
weeds and brush grew up on both sides.  Then, under a huge tree, the truck
finally stopped.

"Get out," his dad said.

Evan immediately did what his father commanded.  His heart raced. He
actually wondered if he was about to be killed at the hands of someone who
he thought really loved him.  That terrible thought illustrated how
frightened and confused the poor boy was about the situation he was in.
How on earth did his pursuit of a little fun, his exploration of his
attraction to men get him here?

Evan saw his dad stood silently and waited for him to come around from the
other side of the truck.  There was a narrow dirt path leading down a hill
into a thick, dark wooded area.  Gesturing for him to walk in front, Evan's
dad was flat, emotionless.  They trudged down the path about 200 yards.  At
the bottom of a ravine, Evan saw a small concrete block building with a
metal roof.

Reaching into his coat pocket, the dad fumbled with his keys and undid a
padlock.  He flung open a door and motioned Evan inside.  The room was
dark, but Evan's dad lit a nearby lantern and hung it high on a nail on a
beam overhead.  Dim light revealed that the one room cabin was empty except
for a kerosene stove and an old double bed.  There was a sink on one wall
and a curtained area where Evan perceived there to be a bathroom of some
kind.  What was this place? Why had his dad brought him here, especially
now at this strange, awkward time of his life? Why weren't they home where
Evan would be confronted and maybe punished? What would happen next.

"Strip," Evan's dad said.

Those were the first words his father had uttered since saying "get
dressed. Get in the truck." At that terrible moment, the boy had looked up
with one cock in his ass and another in his mouth and realized he had been
caught.

Now his dad wanted him naked.  Why? Was the beating going to be so severe
that he had to be fully exposed for it?  Evan did not hesitate. He took off
his coat as his dad fired up the kerosene heater.  Surprisingly, the little
room was not all that chilly.  Evan removed his shoes, then his shirt, then
undid his pants, and slid them off. He stood there in his underwear.

"Naked," His dad said.

The boy had hardly ever been naked around his father, except for maybe a
few times when he was little at bath time. Lately, living on their own,
neither Evan nor his Dad were immodest at home. He felt awkward and even
more afraid as he lowered his boxer briefs and revealed his smooth, white
ass and hairless, shrunken cock.

Earlier, he had been fully erect, displaying his four inches when his dad
saw him with the two men.  He was on the verge of an orgasm having just
felt a hot blast of cum in his ass from one of them and swallowing a
constant flow of pre-cum from the other. Now he was fully nude, totally not
aroused in any way and filled with fear.  He felt vulnerable and on display
before his dad.

Evan's Dad stepped away from the heater. Already a warm stream of air was
flowing from it around Evan's naked body.  The dad stood next to Evan and
stared into his eyes.  He looked down at his shriveled penis.  He stepped
around him and looked at his smooth, white ass. Then he sat on the bed and
motioned for Evan to approach him.

The Dad took Evan in his arms and held him tight.  Then he pulled him up to
his face with both hands and kissed him tenderly.  His huge, rugged man
hands caressed Evan's shoulders and back and found their way to his supple
white ass.  Evan's Dad kneaded the boy's backside and looked lovingly in
his eyes.

"It was the only way," he finally said.

"I hope they didn't hurt you."

Evan didn't know what to say.  A wave of emotion enveloped his soul.  He
tried to speak but no words would come.  The fear instantly melted.  He was
overcome with love for his old man.

Evan's Dad caressed the boy's sweet ass some more.  Then he grabbed him and
laid him gently on the bed.

Then the dad stood over his boy and started to undress.  He pulled his
flannel shirt from his jeans and tore it from his body.  Then he unbuckled
his belt and slid it out.  Evan had thought he'd feel that belt on his
tender, white ass, but he knew now that was not at all what was going to
happen.

The dad kicked off his boots, removed his socks and slid his jeans and
underwear down to reveal a massive hard on.  Evan hadn't seen his Dad's big
cock in years, but it was a sight to behold. Even as scared and bewildered
as he was in that moment, the gay boy was filled with desire when he saw
its massiveness.  Beefy and already more than six inches and growing, it
was shrouded with a thick foreskin.  Two baseball sized testicles and a
thick bush complimented the manhood.  Evan couldn't believe he was looking
at it.

The dad then climbed in bed with Evan.  He grabbed his boy and held him to
his chest, kissing him deeply.  What was this? Certainly not the punishment
he had expected. He was not only forgiven for being gay and caught in the
act, he was being made love to by the man he secrety had always desired
more than any other, his own dad.

Evan relished the feeling of his Dad's tongue exploring his smaller mouth
and how the manly, hairy chest felt against skin.  Again, Evan's dad
caressed his smooth ass as he kissed him.  That was the scene for almost
thirty minutes.  Evan's Dad made love to him like no man ever had or ever
could.  The boy's troubles and fear morphed into white hot passion.  He was
fully erect again as he sank so comfortably into his father's arms.

His dad smelled of the earth and the woodshop.  His furry body also had a
musky, manly scent all its own. Evan realized he had always known that
smell, and somehow always wanted more of it.  He began to explore his dad's
body with his hands.  The older man let the boy touch him everywhere.  Evan
massaged his pecks, nipples, shoulders, armpits and stomach.  Finally, he
took hold of the cock that had made him.  He slid lower and began to kiss
his Dad's member, then lick it and finally to suck it as hard and
passionately as he had the other man's cock earlier.

Evan could hardly believe it but his new arousal for his father had turned
the stinging in his ass into throbs of desire. He wanted his Dad to fuck
him as the other man had, to plant his seed deep inside him.

The father stood up from the bed and had Evan put a pillow on the concrete
floor of the cabin.  Then he put the boy on his knees and fed him his cock.
Evan lovingly sucked it and began to ease it into his throat.  He had been
sucking older boys since he was 8, so while the two men earlier were his
first adult lovers, Evan knew how to bring a cock to the edge of orgasm
with his mouth and throat.

The dad groaned with pleasure and held his boy's head as he gently fucked
his sweet young mouth.  Evan would be 12 soon.  His dad looked down and saw
himself in Evan's face. He remembered servicing his own father's cock at
almost exactly the same age.  From one generation to the next, the
tradition continued, he thought.

Then the dad pulled Evan up and kissed him. He gently turned the boy around
and helped him to all fours on the bed.  The heater had made the room into
a sauna.  Evan felt beads of sweat dripping from his father's hairy chest
as he leaned over him and stared to tease his asshole with his big, thick
uncut cock.

A little spit, a lot of patience and a few minutes later, the Dad's tool
was buried in his son's hole.  Evan felt stretched, but the earlier fucking
and breeding provided plenty of lube. He was enjoying getting fucked more
than he ever thought possible.  His Dad sighed and moaned as he took the
boy's ass.  He wanted this. He needed it. He would not last much longer.

The dad arched his back and pumped blast after blast of hot cum into Evan's
hole.  The other man's semen load had been formidable, but it was nothing
compared to the torrent his Dad was unleashing inside him now.  It pretty
much erased the memory of that.

Then his dad tenderly reached around and stroked Evan's little tool.  The
rough hand, wet with spit delighted the boy and he came almost instantly.
Evan's dad collected the small pool of his son's cum and held it up to his
mouth, licking up every drop.

So many unanswered questions.  So much he did not understand.  Evan knew
his dad wasn't going to punish him for having sex with two strange men in a
barn in the middle of now where, but he didn't know why he had walked in on
them, how he knew where they were and so many other things.

The dad just stood there with his cock in his son's tight ass.  He said
nothing, and he did not move. His cock didn't even get any smaller.

Evan thought about asking any one of the thousand questions on his mind,
but he didn't know which one to start with, and with that magnificent tool
still hard and lodged inside him, now did not seem like the appropriate
time!

Then the dad slowly withdrew, shook a droplet from his fat cock on the
boy's ass and walked into the curtained area just beyond the bed, leaving
Evan there on all fours with cum oozing out of his spent hole.

Evan reached around and felt himself.  His ass was hot from all the
fucking, and no doubt cherry red, just as it had been when the three high
school boys had fucked him in the tree house one day after school when he
was 10.  It seemed like it was just as full of cum.  Evan let some of the
ooze collect on his fingers, then he laid on his back and tasted it.

His dad ran water and finally emerged with a clean, hard cock.

He adjusted the heater, turned out the lantern and crawled back into bed
with his boy. Now that the whir of the heater was silenced, Evan noticed a
gentle rain was falling on the tin roof above them.  Distantly, he heard
thunder.  The warm cabin and amazing scent of his father, plus the release
of so much emotional tension were like drugs.  Evan felt himself nestling
with his furry daddy and falling into a dark, silent sleep.

When he awoke, the cabin was pitch black.  The one window by the heater was
pitch black.  It was nighttime.  The rain had stopped. He remembered the
day, how he had met the two men outside an Interstate gas station with an
adult store.  It was four miles from his home, but Evan rode his bike there
down country roads.

He had been there before, but always just bought a coke and stared at the
men going and coming from the brightly painted store.  He knew sex was
going on inside. He wanted some of it for himself.  To be kneeling by some
glory hole, as he had seen in video clips on his phone.  He wanted to suck
the biggest, adult cock he could find.

 Some of the truckers noticed him and smiled, but no one had propositioned
him. Not until today.

"Hey boy, you are looking for some fun, aren't you?"  one of them had said.

"No one hangs out here unless they wanna get naked and get off," the other
one said.

Evan knew it was wrong and risky, but he told both men what he was after.
They couldn't wait to get him alone.

They put his bike in their truck and drove to a little lane about a half
mile down the country road.  A mile later, they came to a big, red barn.

They kissed the boy, got naked and loved how he was all over their big,
cocks.  Roy was one of the men, about 50.  The other one went by Rick, and
he was still in his 30s.  They were unshaven, unwashed, horny men who
wanted to get off. That's all Evan knew about them.

The Dad woke up, realized how late it was, and started to get up. Then he
laid back down. What was the point? It wasn't like there was anyone at home
to wonder where he and the boy had been.  Maybe it was time to tell him the
whole story.

The dad rose, fumbled his way through the darkened room to light the
lantern again.

"You cold, son?"

"No, Daddy."

Evan was so glad things were back to normal between him and the man he
loved.  He was so glad that he was not in trouble.  But he was dying to
know how this whole bizarre day had unraveled.

He admired his dad's manly body in the dim lantern light and then watched
him closely as he fumbled under the bed, obviously searching for something.
He pulled a box up and put it on the mattress.  Opening the lid and pulled
out an old envelope and a pint of whiskey.

The dad took a long drink of the whiskey, opened the envelope and poured
out some old photos. He grabbed his phone and turned on the flashlight to
make looking at the pictures easier in the darkness.

"This is me with your grandpa," Evan's Dad said.  The two were just outside
the cabin, barely clothed with three other men and their young boys, all
about 12 years old.  "He and his friends built this place, so men and their
sons would have a place to go and be alone."

Evan was full of questions.  He hardly knew where to start. He looked into
his Dad's face and locked eyes with him as he took another healthy drink
from the whisky bottle.

"So, Dad, what you are telling me is that your dad and you...."

"Yes. Just like we just did.  It started when I was 12 and we kept it up
until you were born. Then it stopped, but not because of that, because
around that time, Dad got sick and later passed away."

Evan's dad looked away. He looked so sad in that moment. Evan touched his
arm.

"I loved your grandpa. He loved me. It was never about abuse, or sex or a
grown man taking advantage...It was all about love."

"I understand," Evan said.

"He was as sexy as hell, too.  With a big ol' pecker and nuts and he knew
how to fuck. There were just some needs he had that grandma couldn't meet.
Same with your ma. Difference was, grandma looked the other way, tried to
understand when Dad wanted to be with men.  Your ma could never accept it."

"So, Dad, are you gay?"

"I don't like labels.  All I've ever known is I like to eat and fuck pussy
and I like to suck dick and fuck a tight man or boy's ass."

"Dad, you're bi-sexual."

"Whatever.  Now that I am older pussy is harder to come by, so I mostly
fuck my friends and their sons.  We meet here and get each other off.  Some
of the men have boys, most of them older than you, and after they are
initiated they come to get fucked too."

Evan's cock started to stir as he pictured his dad and other men fucking
their sons in the old cabin.

"It's been going on a long time around these parts," the older man told his
son.  "Some say it started back in Ireland where a lot of the folks who
settled here are from.  All I know is it's a tradition and it's in my
blood."

"Those two men you met you at the gas station and took you to the barn are
friends of mine.  The way it works is, a dad can't initiate his own son
into the club. The son has to be brought in by another member. That way we
know the dad isn't using his relationship to abuse his boy."

Evan thought about all that his dad said.

"What if the boy doesn't want to come into the club?" He finally asked.

"Then he doesn't have to," the dad said.

"And what if he comes into the club and doesn't want to have sex with his
Dad?"

"He don't have to do that, neither," the dad said.  "But as far as I know,
that's never happened.  Seemed like you enjoyed yourself today, am I
right?"

"Oh yeah," Evan said quickly.

"I had the hots for my old man as far back as I can remember. I think a lot
of boys, most boys do, too.  If a boy don't respond to the initiation, we
just leave him alone and share our sons with his dad."

Evan's Dad looked at him and smiled.

"Dad, I am so glad you fucked me today. And I want to do it lots more."

The Dad hugged Evan, kissed him and told him there would be lots more
times.

Just then they heard something outside.  They listened intently and
realized it was the thunder-like sound of motorcycles approaching.  The
roar got louder and louder and Evan's dad broke out into a big, wide grin.

"Hope your hole isn't too sore, son.  We're both about to get fucked by two
of the biggest cocks in the county," he said excitedly.

He jumped up and stood by the door, stroking his big daddy cock to
hardness.  Evan laid there stunned, not sure if he wanted to get fucked
again or not, but also sort of excited by the idea of two more strange
daddy cocks to service, and right in front of his own dad!

In bounded a tall mountain of a man with a shaved head and a full beard,
dressed from head to toe in biker leather.  To Evan, he looked like he had
stepped right off the screen of a bear lover's site. With his broad
shoulders, full round belly and ass, huge arms and all his hairiness, this
dude was a perfect bear specimen.  He grabbed Evan's Dad in a big bear hug.

"How are ya, Pete!"  Evans Dad, Pete, hugged the man back.

"Doin' great Snake, you old stud bear you! Great to see ya!"

Right behind Snake a tall, slim blondish boy of about 16 or 17 walked in.
He looked right at Evan in the bed and smiled deviously.

"Meet the boy, Pete! This is Tim."

"Hey Tim, I'm Pete, and Snake, Tim...Here's my boy, finally, Evan!"

Snake walked right over, scooped Evan up in his big bear arms and held him
close. Then he kissed him right on the mouth.

"Welcome, cub.  I heard you was gonna be initiated today.  Wish I could've
done the honors, but I had to work late.  Your dad here initiated my Tim. I
was so glad when he took the bait and joined our little band of merry men."

Then snake licked his index finger and stuck it right up Evan's asshole.
The boy gasped. He probed the hole a lot, feeling the slimy wetness of two
man-sized loads that had been deposited there.

"Mmmm...somebody's just been fucked," he said.  He pulled is finger out and
put it in his mouth and sucked, savoring the taste of the boy's cummy hole.

"I'm a little piggy and a whole lotta bear!"

Clothes flew in every direction.  Before Evan even knew what was happening,
he had Tim's sizable teen cock in his mouth and Snake's big, well, snake up
his ass.  The man was hung. At least 9 inches, and it curved slightly
upward, hence the nickname, "Snake" which, Evan found out, is a hell of a
lot sexier than his real name, "Marvin."

Pete, Evan's Dad, stood by jacking his cock watching his son get plowed by
Snake the biker bear and moving in close to watch his boy devour the
teenager's dick of about seven inches.

"How old are you now, Tim?" Pete asked.

"I just turned 17," he said, thrusting his meat into Evan's mouth.  The boy
tried to relax the back of his throat and take as much of the dick as he
could.  He loved the musky scent emanating from Tim's pair of low hanging
balls.

"Man I remember taking your cherry when you were what, 11 or 12?" Evan's
dad said, stroking his cock.

"12 sir," Tim said.  "Yeah it was hot.  Dad walked in right after and
fucked me a second time. Then I took a bunch of cocks, I don't even
remember how many."

"Six, you took six," Snake said proudly.

"Well, Evan, you got some catching up to do!" Pete said of his son.

"I sure do," Evan said.

"More of the gang will be along later. You'll get your chance," Snake said.
He thrust more of his big dick into Evan, who winced a little and grunted.

 "You ain't got it all yet, but that boy hole still feels so fucking nice
around my big, fat daddy cock!" Snake said, pinching his nipples and
throwing his head back a little.  Pete walked up behind him and took over
the nipple work as Snake reached behind and jacked his cock.  Snake leaned
back and the two men kissed passionately.

"Play with my crack and I'll shoot in your boy's ass so you can take a
turn," Snake said to Pete.

Evan's Dad did just that, rubbing the head of his hard dick in the bear's
hairy crack.  Then he curved his fingers upward and lightly teased Snake's
butthole.  Something about seeing his dad with another man while fucking a
young boy must have set Tim off.  He arched back, held Evan's head down and
blasted his throat with several ropes of cum.  Evan swallowed every drop
and looked up at Tim gratefully.  Tim looked down and smiled.

"You're cute. Can't wait to get in your ass myself," the teen stud said.

Just then Snake started thrusting in and out of Evan rapidly.  The piston
fucking was almost more than the little boy could take, but just a few
seconds later, he got his reward, a huge load of thick daddy cum deep in
his young bowels.  The cream had nowhere to go inside the 11 year-old, so
it literally oozed out onto the concrete floor.  Evan's dad dropped to his
knees and caught some of the small river of cum leaking out of his son's
ass with his open mouth.  The old bear grunted and growled as he was
cumming.  Evan opened his eyes to see Tim watching his dad and smiling as
he stroked his still hard cock.

Evan's Dad savored his friend's load on his tongue.  The two kissed and
shared the cum back and forth.  Then Pete mounted his boy and Tim came over
to wait his turn behind him.

"I won't last long, Timmy boy.  My son's hole is hot, wet and full of your
dad's load.  It feels so fucking good!"

Seconds later, Pete blasted Tim's hot hole with yet another full load of
Daddy sperm.  He thrust hard into Evan trying to deposit the load deep in
his guts, but more ran out on the floor. After a few seconds, he withdrew
and watched as Tim quickly took his place.

"Ahhh...fuck....mmmmm" Tim said as he entered Evan.

"Huh? You like that boy cunt?" Snake asked his son.

"Fuck yeah.  Nothing like an 11 year-old's ass man. I fucking love it!" Tim
said.

"Fuck me, you stud!" Evan said.  He loved having a teenger using his hole.

"I will you little slut. I'm gonna put my cum in you right with our dads!"

The two dads looked at each other and grinned.  Then they kissed and
grabbed one another' cocks.

Tim fucked Evan a few minutes more and then quickly blew his second load
deep into the boy. When he pulled out, Pete came up to examine Evan's hole.
It was beet red from all the fucking, and full of hot, white cum.  His
hairless cock was rock hard, so Pete turned the boy over and started
sucking him off.

In seconds, Evan exploded in his father's mouth.  It was a small load, but
the dad held it on his tongue and showed it to the boy, then swallowed.

The two dads and two sons were resting up and recovering.  Snake had
brought a cooler with some beers.  Tim downed one in almost one gulp and
started on a second one. Pete let his boy have a cold one, too as he and
Snake took shots from the whisky bottle.

Then the door opened again and in walked Roy and Rick.  They both looked a
little drunk, but also ready for more hot sex.  Roy was shirtless and
staggered a bit as he greeted the other men in the room and locked eyes
with Evan.  Rick was in better shape wearing a t-shirt and some nylon
basketball shorts.  The men got naked and slammed some beers as they edged
their cocks, checking out the dads and sons.

"Hell, boy, you gave me quite a good ride earlier today," Roy said to Evan,
stroking the little boy's hair.

"You liked this big ol' daddy dick, huh?" he said, pushing Evan's face
toward his swelling cock.

"Yeah, I did. You fucked me so good," Evan said.

"And you loved sucking me, but I can't wait to tap your sweet ass.  Your
Daddy got there a little too soon and sped you away before we could even
say goodbye."  Rick said, stroking his big, red cock.

"Sorry, man. I was in a hurry to get him here and get my first piece of my
own son's ass," Pete explained.  "I think I scared him shitless. He had no
idea what was happening to him! You thought you was in trouble, didn't you
boy?"

"Yeah, I did, Daddy. I sure did," Evan said, taking Roy's big cock in his
mouth.  Rick moved behind him, spit on his cock and entered the 11
year-old.

"Your sweet ass is full of cum!" He said.

Evan stopped sucking long enough to look back at Rick and smile.

"I know. And I want more!"

"Fuck!" Roy said. "You're a little cum whore."

"Yep." Evan said between licks and sucks of the man's cock.  The men all
smiled and nodded.

"That's daddy's boy!" Pete said.  "So proud of you, son."