Date: Sat, 11 Dec 2010 06:28:02 -0700
From: rob loveboy <loveboyrob2@gmail.com>
Subject: Disfucntional-Family

 It happened when I was 12 1/2 years old. My name is Robbie. My best friend
for many years, Adam, had just turned 13. He had a brother, Bret, 14 1/2,
and a step brother, Cory, whom had recently turned 18. Cory was the result
of a previous marriage of their biological mom who passed away about 8 years
earlier and the family was being raised by their dad, Charles.

  Adam spent so much time at my house that my mom used to refer to him as
her "second son." He'd sleep over most weekends during a school year
and we'd camp out in my back yard tent in the summer. Mom felt sorry for the
loss of his mother and sorta became a segregate mom to him. He was always
polite and well behaved when she was around. Mom didn't really know Adam's
dad, per se, but she felt compassion for the man trying to raise
three motherless kids.

  Adam knew things! He actually taught me about the "birds and the bees" in
graphic detail from the scientific names of the female / male anatomy, right
down to the slang terms used. He knew about jerking off, cumming, the color,
smell, texture and taste of same. I never queried his extensive knowledge
gathered over the years at such a young age, starting at about 7 or 8,
perhaps living with older brothers in an all male household, I thought.

  Adam developed into puberty sooner than I. At around 12 he was growing
hair down there and his cock and balls seemed to be getting slightly bigger
as days turned into weeks of the transition. I'd seen him naked many, many
times. He was never shy about it, either, sleeping in the nude for as long
as I'd known him, even while sharing a bed with me! I was much more modest
than he, wearing underwear at the very least. Again, I chocked it up to an
all male household.

  As most boy's do, we'd jerk off together often. Me, under the covers for
privacy and him with the covers down around his knees. He didn't care that I
saw him from the very first time he showed me how to do it, without
ejaculate capability, to date. I was fascinated when he started to ejaculate
real cum! Not just little squirts of what I always believed to be clear pee,
but white ropes that shot out at high speed, landing where ever it may! Not
a great volume, which he explained happened more as you got older and "did
it a lot," but enough to be very impressive in my books! He grossed me out
the first time I saw him lick it off his hand and scoop it off his body and
eat it, even offering me a taste, which I graciously declined! He did that
every time he jerked off, saying that it saves cleaning up and it tasted
"not to bad!"

  As thing's progressed, he asked me a few times to suck on it. It was
called a "blow job" and "Lot's of guys do it!" He offered to do it for me in
return but I was "being a prude" as he called me, as no way I was going to
put another guy's wiener in my mouth even if he did promise not to cum in
it! Nor was I going to let him put it in my bum! It was called "bum
fucking!" That was asked of me also! He was very persistent in his quest to
have me do things with him.

  Now that I was into puberty myself, and could ejaculate a little, I was
having second thoughts about trying things with him, but something nagged at
me that it was wrong. I knew what "fags" and queers" were, kid's called each
other that all the time at school. Adam was the one to define it for me
years earlier. He was a wealth of knowledge!

  Adam lived down the street in an old "war home" house, which from the
outside, appeared to be well kept. Aluminium siding had been installed
several years earlier, the lawn was mowed regularly, by one boy or another,
but the inside was a total disaster area. The only other renovations done
was another bedroom added to the rear of the house just before their mom
died, when the bedroom the three boy's shared just became to cramp.

  I won't go into to much detail about the house other to mention that some
of the ceilings were sagging enough to prohibit door's from fully closing,
cracked walls and such, not to mention sheer clutter scattered throughout.
It certainly lacked a woman's touch and the nattering of such a women to her
husband to get things' done! Charles never recovered from his wife's
death nor remarried, becoming an alcoholic with the kid's running ramped,
doing what they wanted when they wanted. Mom never saw that aspect of
things, though, just a poor man struggling to raise his boys!

  I seldom went to Adam's house, certainly never had any sleep overs there.
I assumed it was because he shared his room with Bret, who was only 1 1/2
years older than Adam. One would think that at such a close age they'd be
quite close but each hung around in different circles with different friends
but were friendly enough with each other, though.

  Anyways, on with the story when my mom's dad passed away suddenly and she
was frantically trying to make arrangements to travel the five hundred
miles. Along with her sister and the fact that they'd need a car upon
arrival to do the many things necessary when one is faced with a sudden
death, they'd planned to drive the distance, spending at least a week, maybe
more.

  The school year had just resumed, and the fact that I really wasn't close
to Granddad, mom didn't want to pull me out of school. Unlike her sister who
had three young daughters and a husband to watch over them, my dad was no
longer a part of our lives and my mother's alternative was to have the old
lady next door mind me at her home, since I wouldn't be able to travel to
school had I stayed with my uncle as they lived outside of town.

  It so happened that Adam was at my house when mom got the phone call that
Thursday evening and was sorting thing's out. He suggested to her that I
stay at his house, he would call for his dad's consent, who upon hearing the
circumstances and talking with my mom, agreed to the arrangements. Now
whether or not he'd remember it the next day was a good question, Adam
pronounced to me out of ear shot of mom!

  Mom packed me a bag which Adam took home with him that night and the next
day we went directly to his place after school. That's when I discovered
just how bad the place was and his embarrassment compared to my spotless
home! There was junk everywhere! The place smelled of garbage, it was
nauseating. His room was a clutter of dirty clothes, food plates and glasses
long since had become a science project in themselves! I remember distinctly
thinking my mom would have a heart attack if she only knew where I'd be
residing for a while!

  It wasn't a big room. There were two single beds about three feet apart,
unmade of course, a window in the center wall with broken venetian blinds,
and a night table between the beds with a lamp. Numerous shelves held long
discarded toys, books and board games. There was a space of about six feet
between the end of the beds and the wall with the door dead center, A TV sat
on a stand at his side of the room complete with a video game player
attached and numerous games spread out on the floor. I didn't even know he
had one and looked forward to playing it. The other side of the room,
Bret's domain, sat a chest of drawers that had certainly seen better days.
As I was surveying the room he had stripped off his clothes, clad only in
his briefs, which he intended to remove but seemed to have second thoughts.
I did the same As the saying goes, "while in Rome, do as the Romans do!" I'd
never walk around in my underwear at home and made mention of this to him.
Of course he already knew that and replied  "this is a man's house, we're
all guys here, Robbie!"

  After we had a snack of milk and cookies, (I'm not even going to describe
the kitchen, guys!) we adjourned back to his room to play video games and
had been doing so for several hours, stopping only to eat a can of spaghetti
for dinner. I knew at once my mom's good cuisine would be sadly missed for a
while!

  I asked the whereabouts of his father and he advised that his dad usually
went to the pub after work, especially Fridays, when he'd stay out till the
pub closed. He didn't know where his brothers' were and didn't care! I knew
Bret had a part time job bagging groceries and assumed that's where he was.
Cody, who dropped out of high school that year, hadn't secured any
employment as yet. Little tid-bits of family information seldom passed on by
Adam. He rarely spoke of his family.

  About 9 pm, Bret entered the bedroom, acknowledged me and welcomed me in
sharing "his room" as he began removing his uniform. Adam quickly corrected
his brother that it was "our room!" The two boys' threw insults at each
other, but it was just in fun. I chuckled at their bantering and glanced
back over my shoulder. Bret was completely naked and smiled, meeting my eyes
after I took a long look at his genitals, which he was fondling for
whatever reason. All guys' scratch their balls, but this seemed more than
that. I swear I saw his already long and thick cock of about 4 inches, grow
somewhat! The only other guy I'd seen naked, was of course Adam, who had a
bigger cock than I, but nothing compared to Bret. I was impressed, if not
transfixed and stole another glance. He winked at me and smiled again!

  We were starting another game which I didn't know how to play when Bret
came over and sat down on his haunches behind me, spread wide, his thighs
encompassing my hips. I could feel his genitals and pubic hair mashed
into my lower back as he leaned over to show me the controls with both his
arms under my armpits. He was moving his hips around during exciting parts
of the game, giving me encouragement and instructions.

  Then I felt it. His cock was hard against my back! Adam, obviously knew
that his brother was naked, strangely, he never commented on the fact, nor
the closeness of Bret's naked body on me. From the angle we sat, he probably
wouldn't notice Bret's erection standing straight up my back. I remember the
heat emanating from it. It's length and girth felt quite large. Oh well, I
thought, guys' pop hardons all the time! But he didn't seem give a rat's
ass. He didn't back off me in embarrassment, he just kept slowly humping my
back, his cock sliding up and down a little. Not needing to show me the
controls any longer he placed both hands between my upper thighs, just 2
inches from my genitals. I started getting an erection myself! Why was this
turning me on and was it noticeable? I looked down and saw that it was
poking up the material! My concentration on the game was shot and I lost. At
that, Bret stood and moved toward his bed, giving me a view of his ass as I
glanced back wondering why he moved.

  We immediately began another game that required solo play. Adam went first
so that I could watch and learn, glancing to my left occasionally to look at
Bret who now had a sheet over himself. I knew for sure he was slowly jerking
off, staring back at me with a slight smile. Something got Adam's attention,
probably me looking back, so he turned his head and noticed what Bret was
doing under the sheet and giggled.

  "You jerking off, asshole? We've got company in case ya hadn't of
noticed!"

  "Ya, what's it to ya, fuck face! Ya wanna come over and help me out with
it? Give me a little blow?" At that statement he removed the sheet! His hand
wrapped around his long, fat cock. I remember comparing it to a smokey hot
dog. Same length and width but with a large cock head on it! He then placed
a leg over the side of the bed onto the floor. His balls now fully exposed,
hung down resting on the bed. Two walnut sized testis outlined tightly in
his hairless sac!

  I was mesmerized! I couldn't believe my eyes! Bret was actually jerking
off in front of us! My own cock twitched at the sight before me. I liked it!
I liked it a lot! I became aware that I was extremely turned on this time. I
wanted to feel his cock and balls. Jerk him off till he came or, shocking
myself, give him a blow job like suggested to Adam! I could not understand
what had suddenly come over me. I'd rejected Adam's blatant suggestions to
fool around but as I mentioned before, I was reconsidering it lately. I'd
even thought that maybe, just maybe, I'd go for it the next time he
suggested it! Most probably this week.

  "What's the matter, cum breath? Ya used to like doin' it! Shy because
Robbie's here, are you? Bet you two dude's are getting it on together!"  I
was floored. Did he mean it, Adam had sucked his cock before? Or was he
teasing his brother?

  Adam turned back to the game after telling Bret to fuck off. His face was
red which indicated to me that he probably had sucked his brother's cock!

  "How bout you, Robbie, wanna give a buddy a hand to get off? I think ya
wanna!" He didn't know how bad I wanted to! I came real close to actually
getting up and going over to him, kneeling between his thighs! But my
conscious wouldn't. What would Adam say? He's been pestering me to suck his
cock, now all of a sudden I'm suckin' his brother off?

  I just continued to stare, saying nothing. He began to pump his cock hard
for a few moments, then paused a few times, bending it toward me, gesturing
with his head and mouthing a silent "come on!"

  He finally gave up trying to entice me and proceeded to
masturbate vigorously. He groaned loudly as copious amounts of cum flew from
his cock. Adam turned to look again as his brother was unloading, smiled and
shook his head, then back to his game.

  I was awe struck at the amount that shot out all over his chest and down
to his belly button! More so impressed than when I saw Adam first do it! He
knew full well that I enjoyed the show, finishing it off by licking it off
his hand! He didn't scoop any off to eat, like Adam does. Instead he
produced a small towel from somewhere in his bed and began wiping himself,
then covered himself with the blanket, rolled over toward the wall to sleep.

  Adam and I wrapped up our game playing around 1 am, both tired and bleary
eyed from looking at the TV screen for so long. Adam stripped off his
briefs. I bravely did the same, much to his amazement. My cock was rock hard
again thinking about what I witnessed. We laid there in silence for a few
minutes. I lightly stroked my cock and asked Adam if he wanted to jerk off
together. He was game and lowered the blanket down to his mid thigh. I did
the same. A minute later I daringly reached over and took his cock in my
hand and proceeded to slowly masturbate him. I liked the feel of his larger
cock. Incensed with an overwhelming desire, I rolled to my side, slithered
down and took him into my mouth. I didn't really know how to give a blow
job, maybe it was just instinct. I asked him if I was doing okay and he
assured me I was. I fondled his soft balls, even sucking on them a few
times!

  After what seemed like ages, he suggested that I masturbate him using my
thumb and index finger wrapped tightly around the base as I sucked him. I
had a rhythm motion going in no time. Lots of saliva slicked things up
nicely, I found.

  I found myself wishing that Bret  would wake up and watch me suck his
brother. I would gladly do him next. Unfortunately, he slept like a log. But
the fantasy fueled my very first horny emotions. I didn't understand it
fully, never having experienced hornyness before, but it just felt so right.
I somehow knew that I would give Bret a blow job in the very near future!

  I continued to blow my best friend even as we heard his dad enter the
house. Adam assured me that dad wouldn't come into the room to check on his
boys. He chuckled at the suggestion! A few moments later, without any
warning I tasted his cum as he shot a few volleys into my eager mouth. I
hadn't even tasted my own! I found it to be okay, though, kinda sweet and
bitter, I mean I wouldn't want a glass full, but the little bit he produced,
I swallowed willingly.

  He was on my cock shortly afterward. The fact was, I'd never experienced a
blow job, but there was something about his technique that assured me he had
sucked cock before. He even licked a finger and massaged the entrance to my
bum! Gross! But I'll never forget that first time feeling of ecstasy.
Everything seemed so right. Two buds' making each other feel real nice! I
then and there had no more hang ups about it again. I had the most
spectacular orgasm of my young life!

  Very early the next morning around 8 am, I was awoken by a horrendous
pounding on a wall or something. I heard loud moaning, like someone in
severe pain. Adam woke up as well and I asked him what the noises were. He
rolled his sleepy eyes back and in a pissed off tone, told be it was "Beamer
the screamer," his brother Cody's boyfriend who was presently being fucked
up the bum by Cody. The banging was a headboard against a wall, the wailing
was Jamie Beamer, a fifteen year old who I would recognize from school,
according to Adam. Our school housed elementary classes in one wing and
junior and senior high in another wing, sharing a common cafeteria, library
and gymnasium.

  Since we were already awake, we decided to get some breakfast. To my
surprise, Adam proceeded naked toward the kitchen. Not being quite at ease,
I put on my underwear. His dad was sitting at the table reading a newspaper,
coffee in hand. He wore only a pair of boxer shorts and acknowledged my
presents in a friendly manner. He did remember I was staying over!

  As we ate our cereal we shared the comic page from his dad's newspaper.
Bret entered the kitchen, naked, and began to fix himself some cereal. I
noticed the dried cum on his chest, belly and cock head. He obviously hadn't
done a very good job cleaning himself the night before, but he was oblivious
to the fact. Like he really didn't give a fuck who seen it! Also oblivious
to matters was their dad. Both sons' eating breakfast naked at the kitchen
table must have been a regular occurrence as he never batted an eye, even
with his one son so obliviously caked with dried cum in various places!

  What seemed like on queue, Cody entered the kitchen, naked like his
brothers. If I thought Bret had a big cock, Cody took the cake. About an
inch longer and thicker. His full balls hung even lower yet, wobbling to and
fro as he walked over, pouring two glasses of milk, obviously to take back
to his room.

  This is where thing's got hairy and unbelievable, guys! His dad looked up
from his paper and scowled at Cody.

  "You're 18 years old now, kid, as I've told you before, you could go to
jail now for fucking that boy! I'm tired of you so blatantly rubbing it into
my face every weekend. I could be charged as an accessory, knowing that
you're fucking a minor! Even the boys' know that's going on in that bedroom
of yours! So knock it off or move the fuck out of this house! I've had it,
Cody! It's about time you found a girl, since you claim you're not gay!"

  Cody stopped, put the milk glasses on the table, leaned over, stared into
Charles' face and started yelling.

  "I don't need a girl friend right now, Chucky! Jamie's mouth and ass suits
my needs just fine right now, you two faced son of a fucking bitch! Same
reason you didn't find a women after mom died, right, pops? You had the same
thing back then!"

  Bret piped up shocking me. "Leave it be, dad! At least he's leaving
me alone now!"

  Charles looked at his two sons' and then at Cody and started yelling. "You
son of a bitching faggot! You been touching my boys?" Cody looked over at
Bret, anger rising even higher.

  "You loved every minute of it, fag! What the fuck are ya saying? You're
the one who begged me for it, dude! you loved it, cock sucker!" He then
turned back to spar with Charles, the look of hatred in his eyes. I felt
like crawling under the table. No one seemed to notice my presence or care
that I was even there. Adam just continued to read the comics, no emotion
showing.

  "Yeah, Chucky, like you didn't know about it? What the fuck did you think
when Bret was always sleeping in my bed? That we all of a sudden fell into
brotherly love? No, you knew fucking well what was going on, old man! You
turned a blind eye to it because I wasn't doing anything that you hadn't
done to me, you're hand's were tied!

  Charles looked aghast and was then stuttering and shaking visibly. "Shut
you're mouth, Cody! Go back to you're boy friend, or I might call the cops
on you, turn you in! Be done with ya! Once and for all!"

  Cody was not backing down, the war was on! "You two faced, fucking
pervert. You'll be right behind me going to jail. You've provoked me far
enough, old man! Let's tell the boys' the truth, now, shall we?"

  Honestly, I wanted to shrivel up and die. The atmosphere was embarrassing.
I felt so sorry for Adam and Bret when Cody went on berating their dad.

  "When was it, pop, like 8 years old I was? Sure wasn't too long after you
married my mom and moved us into this dump. Remember? She worked swing
shifts, Chucky, you taught me how to suck you're cock! Telling me that all
boys' do it for their dads. Giving you regular blow jobs kept you from
beating me! Which you did for the smallest of reasons! Remember? You always
despised me. I couldn't get close to you. You shunned me away when all I
wanted was to say I had a real dad! You fucking bastard! I hate you!
  "When mom died your mother took the boys off your hands until they were
school aged. They didn't want me because I wasn't flesh and blood! I had no
one to go to. You were stuck with a ten year old that wasn't even your own.
I guess the conciliation was the fact that you would get a blow job from me
whenever you wanted, which became more frequent once mom was gone. Remember,
Pop, all dressed and ready to go to school and suddenly you'd have me on my
knees sucking your cock before I left? Going to school with the taste of
your cum in my mouth! That's just one example, old man!"

  Every one was silent. Charles had tears in his eyes, sobbing. Begging Cody
to shut up. He hadn't finished quite yet. Oh no, he hadn't even started till
now!

  "Remember your army buddy, Chucky? The one who stopped in town to visit
you for a couple of days.? The guy you wined and dined like royalty, cooking
him steak and lobster while  I had a bowl of soup for supper? You slobbered
all over him, drunk as a skunk!"

  " He saved my life! I owe him for that, mister! You don't understand that,
do you?" Chuck began to cry more visibly at the mention of this army buddy.

  "Oh yeah, pop, I heard all that. Even at 10 years old, I was embarrassed
for you, the way you carried on about it. Groveling over him, kissing and
hugging him. Listening to every word he said, like it was Jesus Christ
sitting at the kitchen table. I must admit, I liked him, pop! I was taken in
by him as well. Especially the war stories. You remember? I remember the one
about the army men not being able to fuck little girls, it was a court
martial if you got caught! But little boys were fair game. No rules about
fucking boys, any hole or mouth would do ya's! You guys agreed that it was
okay to fuck the enemy boys. You both also agreed that all the army men
should have slit the boys' throats when they were finished with them as
there wouldn't be a problem over there years later had they done that! You
are a sick bastard, Chuck!"

  "Anyways, army buddy ended up sleeping in my bed, didn't he Chuck? I woke
up seeing him taking all his clothes off and getting into bed with me. He
sure had a big cock, didn't he Chuck? Way bigger than yours! You must have
noticed when you guys were fucking gook boys together! He wanted a blow job.
Told me you said I'd give him one, that I was pretty good at it. Since I
liked him, and you told me boys do those things for men, I started giving
him one. Fuck! I could barely get the thing in my mouth, pop!

  Charles straightened up defending himself by saying since Cody had a
double bed it was only logical that he could share it, and that he had no
knowledge of any wrong doing!

  "You had a double bed, Chuck, why didn't he bunk in with you? Or you bunk
in with me and let him have your bed! Or the fucking couch! How did he know
I was sucking your cock? You told him. And you know what else you did? You
supplied him with Vaseline to fuck me, didn't ya! How would he know where
we kept it, Chuck? The utility closet beside the kitchen? No, you gave me to
him on a silver platter for sex, Chucky! Cause I was like the gook boys,
wasn't I? I was the enemy in your fucking eyes!"

  Every kid had their mouths open, aghast, staring at Cody. Even Adam, who
seemed oblivious to everything so far, was intent on the story. It must have
been so traumatic for the boys to learn that their father was a perverted
pedophile. I'd hoped it had ended then, but Cody went on with one more
startling revelation.

  "At least he sucked my little cock, Chuck. You never did. He also put his
tongue in my ass hole! That felt so good, let me tell you! But fuck, did it
hurt when he was shoving it into me. I thought I was being torn apart. It
was excruciating pain. I was screaming, you had to of heard me, Chuck!
Finally, I just let it happen. I was powerless to stop him and just laid
there on my tummy, pillows tucked under me!"

  " The next morning he had me give him a blow job. I wanted to please him
that way so bad to prevent him from fucking me again that I sucked him like
I'd never sucked you before, pop! He had it so far down my throat that I was
gagging, couldn't breathe! But I persevered, giving him whatever he wanted!"

  Charles had laid his head in his arms on the table. He was a broken man.
Deep sobs emanating from somewhere within.

  "He fucked me again that night only that time it didn't hurt as much. It
still hurt, don't get me wrong, just not as badly. Although you claim to
have no knowledge, pop, suddenly the next day you started fucking me too!
Your buddy broke me in for ya, didn't he? Your cock was easy to take,
though, a cake walk compared to him. So get off your high fucking horse. I'm
not leaving this house until I'm damn good and ready!"

  Charles arose and retreated into his bed room. Nothing more being
said. Shortly afterward he was dressed and leaving for the pub to get good
and drunk I guess.

  Bret, Adam and I played video games. Both boys remained naked. They seemed
to have gotten over the startling revelations from Cody. We heard him fuck
Jamie again that afternoon. I wanted to see his big cock hard now. I was
turned on thinking about Bret sucking Cody's cock and being fucked by him. I
Glanced many, many times at both their cocks and had a visible hard on
poking up in my briefs which didn't go unnoticed by Bret.

  "Looks like someones excited Adam! You guys wanna fool around a little?
I'm game!" He then put his hand under my briefs and was feeling me. He
pushed me down, removed my briefs and started sucking and licking both my
cock and my balls. Adam straddled my face and I sucked his cock. Bret worked
a finger into my bum, it hurt at first but suddenly it felt nice for some
strange reason. My walking, talking sexual encyclopedia, Adam, enlightened
me on the virtues of the prostate massage, so I did the same for him as I
blew him. A little while later Bret had his cock in my face, Adam
took Bret's place sucking me. Bret turned downward and took Adam into his
mouth. We were all sucking cock! It was the most erotic experience of my
life to date. Bret filled my mouth with his cum. I loved every drop and
didn't stop until I had every drop. Adam and I got into position and sucked
each other to orgasm while Bret finger fucked us both!

  After the sex Bret and I laid naked on his bed and Adam on his. It just
felt so natural being naked with these boys! So free. I couldn't keep my
hands off Bret's genitals. I thought they were beautiful. Not that I didn't
think Adam's manhood wasn't nice, just that Bret's were more manly.

  It was Bret that brought up the earlier confrontation between Charles and
Cody. Both boy's agreed that they never had any respect for Charles to begin
with but the fact that he raped little boys in the army was alarming to
both!

  My curiosity got the better of me so I asked Bret how thing's all started
with Cody.

Both boy's looked up to their older step brother but he resented them as
Charles showed definite favoritism toward Bret, his first born, then Adam,
his second born. Cody always played third fiddle. He had way to much
responsibility placed on him by Charles to look after the boys when they
returned back home to live at school age. He did it in order to avoid the
beatings inflicted on him by Charles.

  Bret suspected something was going on between Charles and Cody, often
seeing him naked in his father's bed. Neither he nor Adam ever slept in
their dad's bed. It wasn't the nakedness of his father and Cody, nudity was
a way of life for them. It was the noises coming from dad's bedroom. Like
they were jumping up and down on the bed, headboard slamming into the wall.
He figured it out when Cody initiated him into sexual acts at 8 years old,
Cody, of course being 12, mimicked Charles.

  Cody had Bret sleep in his bed often, performing blow jobs at first then
shortly afterward he was fucking him. Bret never resisted Cody's behaviour.
He was he was his older brother who suddenly was paying attention to him and
since dad was obviously doing those things with Cody, it must be okay. Bret
admitted that he liked it up his bum after a while, and still, to that day,
desired Cody fucking him.

  Adam was also introduced to oral sex by Cody, sucking his cock when Bret
wasn't around, but he never fucked him for some reason. Then Cody had the
two boys blowing each other, many times while Cody fucked Bret at the same
time. Cody never sucked the boy's off, though!

  Charles had to have known what was going on, maybe well after it started,
but as Cody accused, he turned a blind eye to it. Cody had something on his
step dad as leverage, preventing beatings. Bret figured that his dad must
have quit having sex with Cody when he was about 13 or so, as Cody stopped
sleeping in dad's bed about then. Also, that's when the friction between the
two started. Arguments, but no physical fights. Cody did whatever he wanted,
when he wanted, often telling Charles to fuck off!

  It was actually Bret that started fucking Adam regularly, whom also
claimed to enjoy it to that day! Neither boy showed any sign of shame or
guilt resulting in their sexual activity. It was fun!

  I asked about Jamie Beamer's role with Cody and I learned that he
was originally a friend of Bret's. Jamie was a year older than Bret but
flunked a grade and was in his class. They became chummy. Not like best
friends, though.

  It was Bret's 14 birthday party which he threw for himself, inviting
numerous boy and girls to his house. The party was held in the back yard
with plenty of booze in which Cody procured for them for a small
handling fee. I remember that party. I think it was the first time I had
liquor and got tipsy. Adam and I were sleeping out in my tent, so getting
caught by my mom was remote.

  Anyways, Jamie attended the party, and like everyone else, was drinking.
He and Cody apparently hit it off, spending a great deal of the evening
talking to each other. At some point that night Jamie was missing. He didn't
say goodbye to anyone so Bret thought that he just left to go home not
saying anything.

  After everyone left for the night, around 2 am, Bret was quite drunk and
horny. Adam was at my place so he went to Cody's room hoping for a little
fun. Cody's didn't have a door, just hanging beads. When he looked in the
room he saw his step brother and Jamie naked on the bed blowing each other.
Cody was actually sucking a cock!

  Not wanting to expose his sexual behaviour to a class mate, although that
class mate was himself engaging, he went to his own room and passed out.
Jamie became a frequent visitor to Cody's room ever since.

  Bret awoke at around noon hearing what he knew from experience, Cody's
head board banging the wall. Jamie was screaming in delight,  obviously,
getting fucked by Cody. That's how he got the nick name, "Beamer the
Screamer!" The boy was very vocal in bed!

  Bret was eating in the kitchen when Cody and Jamie entered to get
something to eat. Okay, I had to ask it! "Were they naked?" I had no doubt
that Bret was but I didn't know why I even asked about the other two boys.
The answer was yes!

  Bret assured Jamie that his secret was safe. He told me that he joined
them for a three way later that day, having discarded his inhibitions about
Jamie knowing such things about him. He'd joined them a few times since.

   Adam confided that he had told Bret about my sudden sexual discovery with
him the night before. They had conspired to seduce me into a threesome.

  That night, Adam fucked me first. It hurt. But when Bret took his turn, it
was excruciating! I wished that I had just continued sucking him off instead
of asking him to fuck me! It got easier for me after a while, though, and
like them, I learned to like it very much.

  So that's my unbelievable, bazaar introduction into gay sex. I enjoyed
many more sexual encounters with Adam and occasionally, Bret! It went on for
a couple of years until they both had steady girlfriends and we grew apart.
I embraced my sexual orientation and came out just after high school. I am
now with my lover of 10 years! He is the one that urged me to write and
share this story.

 Robert
<loveboyrob2@gmail.com>