Date: Wed, 11 Dec 2013 21:35:06 -0800 (PST) From: Harrison Westbourne Subject: DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT: CHAPTER 10 Thank you for your support of my previous chapters of this tale. I greatly look forward to sharing additional chapters with you as well as other categories of stories. Attached is the tenth installment of Daryl's Enlightenment. May you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a fantasy involving consensual gay sex between young and older men, as well as love among men. The people in the story do not use protection because diseases do not exist here. In real life, PLEASE USE PROTECTIONN WHEN ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY. Also, if this sort of material offends you, is illegal where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, PLEASE LEAVE THIS SITE NOW! This story is copyrighted by Harrison Westbourne. It can ONLY be downloaded for personal enjoyment, NOT for republication or sale and distribution. If you wish to provide feedback, comments, or suggestions, please feel free to contact me, using the story title as the subject line, at harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com In order to keep this site free, please consider a donation by using this code: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you liked the other parts of this story, please check out my other tale at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/westbridge-spirit/ Brief recap of Chapter 9 of DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT Seeing my boyfriend getting fucked, I attacked Steve's ass in preparation for a similar fate. He was soon begging for something larger than my tongue. I didn't disappoint as I shoved my hard dick to the base up his velvety glove. He gasped and asked for it harder and faster so I obliged. Each time I tried to make sure Steve's prostate was hit every other stroke to increase his pleasure. The room was full of the sounds of fucking as the four of us were enjoying our partners. Moans became screams as each of us climaxed at almost exactly the same instant. Now heavy breathing and the scent of sex filled the room over the soft music. "Well, that was certainly fun!" said Mike, causing a huge roar of laughter to break the silence. The four of us disentangled ourselves and cleaned up using towels and water from the small bar sink. Once decent again, Mike and Steve collapsed together on one sofa and Kirk joined me on the other. Still breathing a little raggedly, we chatted and played some games until everyone had to get home to get ready for school. DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT: CHAPTER 10 Junior high school continued without too many problems. The four of us became the founding members for a Gay & Lesbian Friends group at our high school. Ironically, it became one of the most popular clubs in school We hosted fund raisers for all sorts of charities and parties for special events. The administration even allowed gay students to attend school dances as couples provided they maintained proper behavior like the rest of the student body. Graduation rolled around and the four of us would be starting high school in the fall. We were all very unsure of how that might change our public relationships. None of us appear openly gay but then we had already come to terms with our sexuality so it really didn't matter. Mike was going to play on the football team while Steve planned to study art. Kirk was great at science and wanted to be a medical researcher. I loved art as well but I also liked design. My ultimate goal was to be an architect or furniture designer. When summer vacation started, Mike was going to California to visit his father's family for a couple of weeks leaving Steve alone. He hung out with Kirk and I most days when he didn't have to help out at his family store. I worked on the rose garden with my Nana Jo or made progress on my latest knitting projects. Recently, I had started selling these items through a family friend who owned a store specializing in baby items. It gave me a little extra pocket money and a sense of personal pride. Uncle Jeremy visited for a two-week stay and was sharing my dad's room. I suspected that they were doing more than just sleeping but I didn't probe any further. Kirk spent a lot of time at my house and I at his. We were almost one unit since we were always together. One day, as I was drawing his portrait near the lake, he told me he had some news for me. "Okay, what is it?" I asked while continuing to draw him. "John is coming to Chicago for a while. His mom is really sick and she is getting treatment at Johns Hopkins for cancer." he said, almost in tears. Knowing John was an only child, I asked, "How is he coping?" "Okay, I guess." he replied. "My parents are worried about him. Can he spend some time with us?" "Of course, Sweet Cheeks. I'll do anything I can to help him/" I answered. "When is he getting here?" "Two days from now." Kirk said. "I love you. You're so sexy when you're sweet and caring." I finished the sketch I was working on and walked up to where Kirk was posing. Taking him in my arms, I kissed his lips and ran my hands down to his firm butt cheeks and squeezed. He moaned, pressed his crotch against my thigh, and kissed me back even harder. Moving our bodies down to the blanket, we began making out and exploring each other's taut bodies. Since we were relatively exposed, I suggested we continue this activity at my house. Quickly, we packed up our supplies and raced on our bikes to my house. Once there, we tried to sneak upstairs but Nana Jo caught us and insisted we have lunch. After a quick soup and sandwich, we thanked her for the meal and headed up to my room. Locking the door, I turned on the radio and began slow dancing with Kirk in the center of the floor. He rested his head on my shoulder while I caressed his back. It was so romantic and made me love him even more than I already did. Exchanging kisses every now and then, I slowly moved us towards my bed. Sitting down, I slid my hands under his shirt and found his pert nipples. As I pinched each of them, Kirk ground his manhood against my leg and moaned softly. Pulling his shirt over his head, I began kissing his chest and belly button while undoing his shorts. The pants fell to the floor leaving only his briefs, straining with his throbbing meat. Moving my mouth to the enticing bulge, I began to suck him through the fabric until it was dripping wet. Hooking my thumbs at the waistband, I lowered his underwear and released his engorged cock. It was dripping with precum and waiting for attention. I slowly licked from the thick base to the rosy top and sucked off the sweet nectar collecting there. Kirk moaned and thrust his hops forward encouraging me to take it in my mouth. Moving up and down the shaft, I concentrated on swirling my tongue around the tip to drive even more crazy. Keeping up this exquisite torture, I managed to remove my shirt and shorts with minimal interruption. Kirk's noises indicated that he was very close to climax. He started to beg me to stop before he lost it but I had other ideas. Ignoring his pleas, I increased the suction and speed as I started actively massaging his nuts with my free hand. I felt them began to retract and sped up even more. Shortly thereafter, I was rewarded as Kirk shot his thick, creamy load down my willing, sucking throat. His knees eventually buckled and we fell onto my bed. Our breathing was ragged and uneven as we lay there cuddled together. His hand was rubbing my rock hard organ still confined in my briefs. Soon, Kirk slowly kissed down my body until he reach the waistband and then, using his teeth, removed my underwear. My cock sprung up and he immediately swallowed it not making me pay for the torture I put him through. I was so aroused from my attack on Kirk that I didn't think I would last very long. He had other ideas on his mind. Pulling my body around, he sucked down to my balls. Taking one than the other in his mouth he inserted a wet finger in my quivering hole. I moaned and pushed back encouraging him to insert a second and third finger while returning to my dick. Just when I thought I might shoot, Kirk moved between my legs and placed the head of his still-hard manhood by my anus. Pushing forward , it easily slipped inside and was followed by every wonderful inch of him. While I adjusted my ass to accommodate him, Kirk twisted his pelvis to show what he wanted me to feel. Wrapping my legs around his waist, Kirk began a long, slow rhythm in and out of my ass. He somehow managed to hit my prostate on almost every stroke. I was so hot that I forced myself further on his cock with each thrust. Kirk knows just how I like to be fucked and he certainly didn't disappoint me. He hit every angle and spot while slowly stroking my dripping cock. After several minutes, I lost my control and covered my chest with a very large load. Since he had come shortly before, he was able to hold out longer. It wasn't too much longer because I clamped down hard causing him to fill my butt with his cream. Once we both recovered, we both snuck into the bathroom to clean up and then headed down to watch TV with Nana Jo. She gave us some fresh baked cookies and iced tea while Kirk told her about his cousin John. Giving him a big hug, she promised to make John feel welcome whenever he came to visit. Since Kirk's only grandmother had died the previous fall, he loved being treated like family by Nana Jo. She adored him and considered him another of her grandkids. Kirk left right before Dad came home with Uncle Jeremy in tow. My sister Louise called to ask if she and Rose could stay over at their friend Allison's house for the night. With it being summer, he readily agreed and Nana Jo served us all a wonderful homemade meatloaf with baked potatoes and fresh baked bread. Just as we were finishing the meal, her friend, Martha called and asked if she wanted to go to play bingo. Martha lived a couple of towns over so she would have to spend the night. We all assured her that we would be fine overnight so she should go have some fun. Clearing the table and doing the dishes, we let her go get ready and she was soon on her way leaving the three of us alone until tomorrow morning. Dad smiled at me in a conspiratorial way and nodded towards Uncle Jeremy, who was clueless about the exchange. Taking his hand, I led him up to my father's with Dad right behind. He looked back as if not understanding what was happening. Once in the room, Dad and I both began undressing Jeremy, while he stood there with a startled look on his face. His body was still as wonderful as his pictures made it seem. Yes, he was older but he had kept himself in fine shape and looked more handsome than when he was younger. Then I removed my clothes while he and Dad looked on in pure lust. When my father was naked, we took turns appreciating the beauty of each other's bodies. Kneeling down, I took Jeremy's cock in my mouth first, loving the feel and taste as he and my father kissed. It was erotic looking up to see these two hot men making out above me. Moving to my father's dripping organ, I could hear the moans of enjoyment. After a few more minutes switching back and forth, my father raised me up and moved us to the bed. Placed between them, they began caressing and kissing every part of my young body. Jeremy reached my teenage cock first and showed me how one should perform a blowjob. It felt like I was trapped in a vacuum hose with the way he was using his cheeks. Dad moved down to assault my asshole with his agile tongue. I couldn't control my body as I squirmed and moaned more and more loudly. Dad shifted me on top of him in a 69 position. This allowed Uncle Jeremy to have full access to my tight hole. He also rimmed me before using his fingers to open me even further. Soon, I felt his thick cock pressing against my anus and relaxed to allow him inside. A light twinge of pain was followed by a feeling of pure pleasure. He twitched the organ once he bottomed out causing me to groan and push back. As he pulled back to start his fuck session, Dad and I sucked on each other with wild abandon. Every forward thrust forced more of my dick into my father's greedy mouth and his into mine. We developed a firm, steady pace until sweat was pouring of all of our bodies. Being the youngest, I lost the battle first and shot my young cream into my dad's throat. As my ass tightened, it caused Jeremy to fill me with his load which sent my father over the edge. I swallowed every drop as he emptied himself in my mouth. Once we were all finished, we collapsed on the bed and tried to recover from our passionate lovemaking. As our breathing returned to normal, I leaned over and kissed them both. Hearing my personal phone ringing, I ran out to answer it, grabbing my briefs on the way. It turned out to be Kirk, who told me John had arrived one day early and they wanted to come over tomorrow. I said it would be okay and went back to tell Dad. He and Jeremy had curled next to each other and said it would be fine. Kissing them good night, I cleaned up in the bathroom and headed off to bed. Putting on the radio, I curled up on the bed and was soon joined by both my Great Danes who camped out by the side of my bed. They had been doing that since they were puppies and it made me feel even safer and more secure. Soon I drifted off to sleep with dreams of Kirk floating through my brain. MIKE'S VACATION I hated to leave Steve for the month. Even though I loved my father's family and California was fun, I missed my boyfriend and not just for sex. He was everything to me and even thinking about him made me horny and hard. My cousins, Ethan and Oscar, but at the ages of 7 and 9, they are really to young to be playmates for me. I expected to be mostly bored throughout the month we would be here. Steve called often and told me he was spending some time with Kirk and Daryl. That made me happy since I knew they would watch over him. My uncle, Frank, had been divorced from my aunt, Jean, after she decided she was a lesbian. The family didn't even mention her name much anymore but she was always kind to me. Due to her lifestyle, a judge granted my uncle full custody even though he wanted to share the kids. He allowed her and her new partner to visit as often as they could until they moved to Miami. I had met her partner, Lois, who was as beautiful and sweet as Jean. Apparently, I was the only person in the family, other than Frank and the kids, who accepted her new relationship. My family doesn't seem to have much success when it comes to long-term relationships with women. So many have ended either in divorce or unexpected deaths. Uncle Frank was my dad's only brother and five years older. At 6 feet 3 inches, he was muscled from a lifetime of working in home construction and renovation. His shoulder length black hair framed a rugged face. Cobalt blue eyes, a strong nose and jaw, and thick lips held a manliness that screamed sex. He also managed to maintain a perfectly trimmed mustache that just added to his air of macho. One week after we arrived, I got the shock of my life. We had just come back from Disneyland, which wore all of us out. I forgot what small children were like in a hyperactive environment. After getting Ethan and Oscar, bathed, fed and in bed, I snuck off to my room and called Steve. We were chatting and going to have phone sex when I heard some really odd noises from the bedroom next to mine. That room was where my uncle Frank slept and it sounded like he was having sex. I hadn't seen any woman in the house so I decided to spy a little. Telling Steve I was falling asleep due to the day's activity, I quietly crept out of my room into the connecting bathroom. The opposite door was slightly open and I pushed it open a little more. In the dim light of the bedroom, I could see two figures thrashing about on the bed. I was not sure of which one was the woman until they rolled into the better light from the windows. My jaw hit the floor and I almost screamed out before covering my mouth. It was Uncle Frank and my father in bed and sucking each other off. These two handsome men were acting like horny teenagers. I suppose it made sense because they were brothers and grew up together. Dad never even hinted that they had that sort of relationship. Watching them service each other was incredibly sexy and I was soon stroking myself through my briefs. I knew what Dad looked like naked but Uncle Frank was just as impressive. His cock had to have been almost 9 inches and thick as a beer can. Dad had no trouble taking every inch down to the base. I stood transfixed as they got louder and louder. All at once Dad moved between Frank's legs and moved down to rim his ass. He had him squirming and almost screaming as he prepped him for more. Just when I thought it couldn't get any hotter, Dad buried his dick deep inside in one swift thrust. Frank let out a long growl and forced himself back even harder. As I stroked harder and faster, my father set a furious pace as he pounded Frank's upturned backside. He was almost pulling all the way out before forcing it back in. The room filled with grunts and slaps as you could see sweat dripping of their bodies. Frank kept yelling for more and Dad obliged. It was better than any image I could even dream up and far hotter. Their muscular bodies were the ideal of male beauty. With verbal encouragement, Dad took his brother's erection in his free hand and started stroking him to climax. After a few short movements, Frank unloaded all over both of their chests. Dad was soon shouting as he dumped his cream deep in his brother's tight ass. Hearing both lose their loads, I shot all over the bathroom tile while biting my tongue to prevent making noise. Quietly cleaning up my mess, I pulled the bathroom door closed and snuck back to my room. My mind was reeling over the scene I had just witnessed. Uncle Frank never even seemed like the sort of man to enjoy sex with another man. I knew about my father's history but he hadn't mentioned any of this to me. It was one of the hottest events I had ever witnessed except my recent orgy with Steve, Daryl, and Kirk. I began to wonder if Uncle Frank might be willing to engage his young nephew in some alone time or maybe even a threesome with Dad. It gave me something to dream about as I drifted off to sleep. Back in Frank's room, the two men recovered from their endeavors and wrapped themselves in each other's arms. As they lay there, one thought entered both their minds until Michael had the nerve to say it. "Do you think he saw us?" Michael asked his brother. "Sure I do," Frank answered. "Why do you think I never oiled the bathroom door?" Michael laughed, "So he saw. Wonder if he'll want to join us next time?" "We'll make sure he does. I'd love a crack at my hunky little nephew." Frank said. "If that's okay with you." Michael nodded and the duo soon fell asleep in each other's arms. The smiles on their faces were echoed by those on young Michael's face in the other room. TO BE CONTINUED... 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