Date: Mon, 11 Mar 2019 19:05:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 49

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 49" {Rob} (MMB oral, anal, piss, fist)

Finally here's the last part of Steve's Wednesday: the evening's activities
at the Evans' house – Steve, Jim and Jim's dad. Jim's dad is, as he
says, the nastiest of the "Three Fuckateers" (John Andrews, Jerry Sims and
Fred Evans) who started out using gay-boys in junior high. The "fist" is
only a fist and not fist-fucking & there is an explanation for it. It and
some of Mr. Evans' "nastiness" and dirty talk might be a little strong –
I hope not too much. Thanks to all who have written saying they like the
story or asking when the next chapter is coming. I hope I have replied to
everyone. I have meant to do so. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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all the sex is bareback and the main character is in some potentially risky
situations, it takes no notice of the dangers of recreational sex with
multiple partners. In real life, BE CAREFUL and BE PROTECTED and I add
DON'T EVER DO ANYTHING YOU DON'T WANT TO DO.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 49 – Wednesday Evening at the Evans House

	Jim and Steve left school before the last period. Jim didn't have
baseball practice and Steve had gotten permission to miss PE. As they
climbed into Jim's new truck, Steve said, laughing, "Roy's gonna be mad as
hell when he finds out I'm not there. He's not gonna be able to fuck me
after PE. He saw me in between classes and said I'd better be ready for a
hard fuck `cause he didn't get any ass at lunchtime."
	"He'll just have to find another ass to fuck," Jim replied. "He
told me he'd been scoping out another one of your classmates. A kid he says
has been looking too long at his cock in the locker room."
	"Did he say who it was?"
	"He did mention a name, but I don't remember."
	The two boys got to Jim's house. Mrs. Evans was getting ready to
leave for her meeting. "There's food in the oven and fridge for you two
boys and your dad. I'll be home late. You two have fun. Don't spend the
evening playing those video games. Remember you promised you'd get any
homework done if we let Steve stay over. Steve, I'm glad your mom and dad
are getting a night out alone together, and we're happy to have you
here. Just don't let Jim lead you astray," she said as she gave each of the
boy's a kiss on the cheek and left.
	After eating the snack Jim's mom had left, the boys went up to
Jim's room. "Are you gonna try and lead me astray, Jim?" Steve asked with a
big grin.
	"You bet I am! Get those clothes off!" Jim said as he ripped off
his own clothes and threw himself, sprawling out on his back with his
muscular legs spread, on his messy bed. Steve quickly followed suit and
climbed on the bed to kneel between his best friend's hairy legs.
	Placing his hands on the tops of his buddy's thighs just below the
v-line formed by the muscular jock's "girdle of Apollo" the grinning
younger boy asked, "What can I do for you?"
	"You can get that hot mouth down in my crotch and worship my cock
and balls," Jim said laughing. "Show me how good you are, and I may give
you the privilege of sucking my cock," he managed to say before he broke up
in giggling laughter.
	"Maybe I might pleasure you in another way before I bend in worship
of your sexual appendages," Steve said as he leaned forward until he was
lying on top of his friend, his hands pressing his shoulders down on the
crumpled sheets, his mouth nuzzling and sucking and his tongue licking in
the hollow where the shoulder met the thick jock neck.
	"Oh Fuck! That feels good! Keep on worshiping my body like that and
I'll have a plenteous reward for you when you get to my staff, which is
already standing straight and hard waiting for your mouth to arrive."
	Despite the "reward" waiting for him from the hard and already
slimy fuck-staff Steve could feel constantly butting into his belly and
groin, he continued slowly exploring Jim's neck and shoulders with his
caressing tongue. Sliding his hands over to the upper part of his arms, he
pushed them up revealing the succulent pits hidden under them. Although Jim
had not had practice that afternoon, the hairy hollows were still fragrant
with the smell of teenage boy sweat. After lingering over the first, his
nose just brushing the dark hairs, he moved across his friend's upper
chest, his wet tongue licking at every inch of smooth jock skin, until he
was once again faced with the matching musky, damp hollow. This time he
allowed his head to drop down until the lower part of his face was buried
in the dark hairs. His mouth was open as his tongue played through the dark
depths, reaching down until it was licking the skin, lapping up the salty
sweat into his mouth and savoring its taste. Satisfied that, for the
moment, he had enjoyed all that his friend's armpits had to offer, he
continued to hold the strong arms firmly up to the sides of his head, while
his tongue began a slow, teasing journey down onto the pinioned stud's
chest until it found the hard little nub of his nipple. The soft organ
caressed the hard little pebble rising up from the center before fluttering
around over the surrounding areola, teasing at the few soft hairs that had
began to grow there with his lips. Steve's soft lips then closed around the
nipple in a soft, passionate French kiss, sucking and teasing with the tip
of his tongue the he began the move toward the other side. His head stopped
momentarily as it moved across the older boy's panting chest to lick and
nibble at the small mat of soft hairs that had begun to grow there in the
last few months. Raising his eyes so he could see Jim's face, Steve
whispered, "You like this?"
	"God! So good! You're driving me crazy! How long are you going to
do this? I can't wait `til you get to my cock! I need to cum! My cock is
begging for pussy! It needs your tight pussy! It needs to shoot into a
pussy!"
	"Patience, buddy, we have time. I'm liking worshiping your
body. Lie still and enjoy," he said as he moved over to the other nipple
and gave it the same treatment as Jim writhed and moaned. His moans were a
combination of frustration and pleasure. He wanted his cock sucked. He
could feel the puddle of precum that surrounded its base. He could feel the
viscous liquid as it pumped out of it. He wanted to cum! He wanted to fuck!
Yeah! He'd already cum four times today, but his balls had been working all
afternoon and he needed relief now!
	Finished with the second nipple, Steve dragged his lapping tongue
back to the center and down. He gave a long, slow full-tongue swipe to one
side then back to the center to the other side and back to the center of
the curves that defined the base of Jim's pectoral muscles. Lingering there
to caress the bottom of the slight cleavage that separated the two thick
muscles, he slowly worked his way down the central valley of the baseball
jock's abdominal plane, detouring to tease each of the six packs and dig
his tongue into the indented bellybutton while nibbling at the treasure
trail that ran down from the navel as he went.
	"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" Jim moaned as he felt the tongue reach
the flat plane above the spot where his treasure trail spread out and
thickened into his dark pubic bush.
	Pushing aside the rampant cock that was batting against his cheek,
Steve began the pull on the hairs with his lips while his tongue lapped up
the pre-cum that was pooled around the base of the thick cock. Jim could
hear the low moans coming from his friend and the sounds of the sucking and
slurping as he feasted on the thick goo. Finally when he was satisfied that
he had gotten into his mouth and swallowed all the slimy, sweet tasting
pre-cum that he could, the younger boy began lapping up the thick shaft,
using the flat of his soft, wet tongue. All around the slimed column he
licked and kissed, stopping though just below the wide flange around the
base of the mushroom-shaped glans.
	"Take the head! Suck the head! Please! Oh please! Suck me!" the
jock begged and pleaded. Finally, he felt the tip of the teasing tongue
lightly playing around the underside of the corunna. Then at long last he
felt the heat of a wide-open mouth hovering over and surrounding the head
of his cock. The pointed tip of the tongue that had been driving him crazy
lightly lapped at the meatus, moving around in the cock-slime that was
continuing to pump out of it. It pressed into the gaping hole, fucking it
like a little prick, before the hot, wet mouth closed down and around the
entire head, the lips closing tightly around the shaft below it. The tongue
moved around the cap, softly caressing the sensitive skin while the mouth
gently sucked. "Oh god yes! "Yes! Yes! Suck me! Take more! Take it all!
Please Steve, please fuck your pussy with my cock! Take it down in your
pussy-mouth! Oh god! I gotta cum!"
	Steve raised his head, letting the red knob pop out of his
mouth. He looked up at his best friend's face. It was red with the strain
he was under. "You want me to suck your cock? I just sucked it this
morning," he said with a big grin. "I think I'll work on your balls a
little. Get them really heated up."
	"They're already heated up!" Jim almost screamed. "They're boiling!
I gotta cum! My balls are gonna bust! Please, buddy! Please suck me off!"
	"Wow! They're that hot? I better cool them down a little. Don't
want them to explode!" the teasing boy said as he dropped his head into the
dank valley between his friend's spread thighs. His open mouth pressed onto
the hairy bag of balls hanging down below the hard cock. The jock's scrotum
was covered with the cock-slime that had run down onto the sheets
below. Steve sniffed at the pungent smells that filled his nasal cavity as
he licked and sucked, reveling in the feel of the lightly-haired skin of
his friend's ball-sack and the smell of the jock-boy funk that was making
him delirious with desire. Both boys were covered with sweat resulting from
the intensity of their sex-play.
       Deciding that there had been enough foreplay, Steve raised his head,
dragging his flattened tongue up until it reached the base of the thick,
throbbing shaft. "Oh yes! Take my cock, Steve! Suck me! Let me cum!" Jim
cried out as his friend rose up on his knees and bent to hover over the
supine jock's groin.
       The boy reached out and grasped the thick base as he dropped his
mouth over the swollen head. Slowly, but without pausing, he took inch
after inch of the blood-engorged, slime-slick cock in his mouth, sucking
and licking as he swallowed it down. As he felt the slimy helmet touch the
entrance to his throat, he stopped for a second to take in a deep breath of
air, before pressing it past the soft palate into the wet, tight confines
of his upper gullet and swallowing it down. He could feel the big knob and
thick shaft working their way deeper and deeper into his esophagus as its
muscles massaged the invader until his lips were locked around the thick,
hairy base. Feeling his lungs beginning to cry for air, he very slowly
pulled back, continuing to work on the retreating batteringram with his
throat muscles and tongue. His airway unstopped, he gasped in another deep
breath before beginning to go back down on the monster. When his mouth was
once again stretched around the base, his lips and nose buried in the
forest of dark curls that surrounded it, he paused momentarily before
raising up again until his lips were wrapped around the shaft just below
the flange that marked the bottom edge of the glans. Giving one swipe
across the domed top and tasting the pre-cum that continued to pour out of
the lips he took another deep breath before he plunged down once more,
swallowing his friend's big cock to the hilt. He repeated the move,
developing a regular rhythm as he fucked his mouth-pussy up and down on
Jim's big bat.
       All the while, the baseball player's moans of pleasure were echoing
off the walls and ceiling of the boy's room and his hips were thrusting up
to meet every one of his friend's downward strokes. "Oh god! Oh god! Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck! Oh my god, Steve, it's so good! You're so good! Fuck me! Fuck
my big cock with that hot mouth of yours!" He reached down and grabbed
Steve's head with his strong hands, holding it steady while he fucked his
hard member up and down, in and out of his friend's mouth and throat. "Oh
fuck! Oh fuck! I'm gonna come! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Oh fuck! Take my jizz!
Swallow my cum! Suck it out of my big cock! Suck it, little buddy! Oh fuck!
Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he yelled as he filled Steve's mouth with ropes of
thick, clotty ejaculate. "Oh my god! So good! Drink it! Swallow it! That's
good!" he moaned as he came down from his high.
       Steve kept licking and sucking until he had gotten the last drop of
cum out of the softening prick. When he was satisfied he had done so, as
well as cleaning off his friend's cock and balls, he rose up and laid
himself on top of the bigger boy. Their sweaty bodies slid against each
other and his hard cock and Jim's softened one nudged one another as their
bodies settled together. Steve rested his chin on the top of Jim's
chest. "Was it good? Is it okay that I made you wait for it?" he asked as
he stretched up and nuzzled into the base of his best friend's neck and
licked up under his chin. "Your sweat tastes so good," he said as he
squirmed on top of the older boy.
       "Yeah, you little devil. It's okay. That was some tongue
bath. You've never done that before."
       "You're always in such a hurry to stick your cock in me. I've never
had the chance," Steve said as continued to lick up and down Jim's neck. "I
want to do something else again."
       "What?"
       "Raise your arms again, and put your hands behind your head," Steve
ordered as he licked along Jim's shoulders and the top of his chest. Jim
did as he was told and Steve immediately ran his tongue over and buried his
face in Jim's armpit. "Oh boy! You're really sweaty in here!" he said, his
voice muffled, as he licked and sucked in the wet, musky pit.
	"You got me really worked up lickin' and suckin' all over me like
that. Shit! What the fuck you doin' in there now?"
	"Just sucking up as much of your sweet, tasty sweat as I can
get. You smell so good! Taste so good!" Steve said as he pulled on the dark
hairs with his lips. "You're such a hot stud, Jim. I'm lucky to have a best
friend like you," the younger boy said as he moved to the other side and
began eating out Jim's other arm-pit.
	"I'm the lucky one. Not many guys like me have a cute, hot and
horny cocksucker ready to take care of him any time he wants. I know every
guy on the team, at least the ones who know about you, would love to have a
cocksucker on call. My cock's getting' hard again. You ready to get
fucked?"
	Steve had already felt his stud's cock under him regaining its
strength. He raised his head out of the musky hollow and smiled up at his
friend. "You ready to fuck me, big boy?"
	"Fuck yeah I'm ready to fuck!"
	"You gonna stick that big pole up my ass and make me cum?" Steve
asked as he maneuvered himself until Jim's hard thick cock was free to
stand up straight between his spread legs, and the big mushroom head was
caught in the crease of his ass and pointing right into its center. As Jim
thrust up, the head of his cock encountered something hard barring it path.
	"What the fuck!" he exclaimed as his cock battered at the
unexpected barrier.
	Steve broke out in a big grin. "Shoot! I forgot all about it. I'm
so comfortable with it, I forgot I had a plug in my ass," he said with a
laugh as he rose up and reached around the pull a bright fire-engine-red
buttplug his father had given him out of his ass and hold it out for Jim
the see. "I put it in after Dad and Mr. Sims fucked me this morning before
they went to play golf. I wanted to keep their cum in me all day so you and
your dad can add your loads to mix with theirs."
	"Your dad and Mr. Sims fucked you this morning?"
	"Yeah. Dad fucked me as soon as Mom left for work. Actually, I
drank his morning piss and sucked him off in the kitchen before we went
upstairs for him to fuck my ass. Then Mr. Sims came over while Dad was
dressing. They were going to the club to play golf. He fucked me then Dad
came down and they both fucked me at both ends until it was time for them
to leave. I'm not sure how many loads I have in me, about five, I think."
	"You are such a dirty, nasty little cum-slut, and I love it that
you are. Now fuck me with that sloppy ass before I make you drink my piss."
	"I'd be glad to, but I think I'd rather have this," Steve said as
he wiggled his ass around until the big head of Jim's cock was nudging at
his hungry hole and he dropped down on it, taking every inch of the thick,
hard ramrod into his guts with a loud moan, "Oh shit! That's so good! Fuck
me with that big cock! Fuck me hard, stud!" he cried out as he fucked
himself up and down on the hard stick, meeting every one of the up-thrusts
powered by Jim's muscular hips. Pressing down to keep Jim stationary, he
rode the cock that was violating his insides back and forth, side to side,
reveling in the feeling of the thick bat as it ravaged the soft lining of
his guts, stirring up the loads of cum that were already filling him,
prodding and poking in all the nooks and crannies and then he raised up to
let the stud below him fuck up into his hungry hole.
	"Oh god! Your ass is so tight! Squeeze my cock! Fuck me with your
ass! Oh fuck! Your dad's and Mr. Sims' cum is still so hot, cooking all day
in your hot ass!" Jim could hardly believe he was so sexed up pumping in
and out of Steve's ass that was filled with the two older men's, his dad's
friends, loads of cum. His friend's bloated intestines were so warm and
soft and the cum around his hard cock was so hot, he was out of his head!
"I don't know how long I can last. I need to cum!" the muscular jock who
was totally at the mercy of his younger friend moaned in an anguished
voice.
 	Again Steve pressed hard down on Jim's hips, holding him forcefully
against the bed, massaging his cock with his ass muscles, moving his ass in
small circles. "Slow down, stud, I'm not ready for you to come. I like
riding my big, strong bull. Breathe deep. Clamp down on it. No cumming
until I say so!"  The two boys were still. The prone, muscular baseball
jock and the younger, slighter boy sitting straddled across his friend's
hips. "That's a good boy," Steve said softly as he leaned forward and
rested his hands on his friend's chest. "Just calm down! I'm gonna let you
cum, but just like before, I'm in charge this time. Yeah, it's usually you,
and that's the way I like it, but just this once, it's me," he said as he
slightly squeezed the muscles of Jim's chest and gently caressed his hard
nipples.
	"Oh god, Steve, your ass is so hot. It feels so good wrapped around
my cock. I wish I could wake up every morning inside you."
	"Yeah, well you're gonna be inside somebody else soon. I've seen
how the girls ogle you and I've seen you ogling them back. You got a date
with Mary Ruth Acherly Friday. You and Jake double-dating?"
	"How the hell you know that you little prick? I just asked her
yesterday."
	"Oh, I've got my sources. I've told you before; Jocks gotta go with
the girls. Jake'll put you on the straight-and-narrow, but just remember
you've got your own personal cocksucker who's got two holes always ready to
take care of you."
	"Steve, you know no pussy is ever gonna make me not want your two
hot holes. Heck! You know Jake's dated and fucked almost all the
cheerleaders on the squad and he still can't get enough of using you!"
	While this little exchange was going on Steve, who had always known
he was going to have to share Jim, was slowly beginning to go up and down
on the big cock that was impaling him. He had heard someone coming in the
house and knew it was Mr. Evans. He slowly quickened his riding of Jim's
cock as the boy lying under him closed his eyes and began moaning loudly.
	Out of the corner of his eye Steve saw Mr. Evans standing in the
doorway. He was still dressed in his dark suit and tie, but his fly was
open and his big, hard cock was standing out, and he was stroking it. What
was in front of him was the exact same scene he had come upon four days
ago, just as Steve had planned. Steve turned his head and smiled at his
friend's dad. "Hi, Mr. Evans. Come on in and join the fun."
	Jim's eyes popped open and he tried the raise up. "Dad!" he yelled.
	Steve pushed him back down. Mr. Evans shucked off his coat and
tossed it over on the other bed then removed his tie and stripped out of
his shirt revealing his hot, hairy chest and belly as he walked over to
stand beside the bed next to Steve. He pulled his belt out and pushed his
trousers down, letting them fall to the floor. Steve leaned in and took the
big, hard daddy-cock into his mouth and began sucking on it, at the same
time increasing the tempo of his up and down fucking of Jim's cock.
	"Oh god, Dad! We're both using him at the same time!" Jim yelled as
he increased the force of his thrusts up into Steve's ass. "Fuck him hard,
Dad! He likes it rough! I'm getting' ready to cum. You close, Dad?"
	"Fuck yeah! Watching you two fucking got me really going!"
Mr. Evans replied. "I'm about to shoot! I'm gonna fill him up," he told his
son as he took hold of Steve's head and pulled it into his crotch. "Fuck!
Fuck! This is so hot, the two of us using him together," he moaned as he
filled Steve's mouth with his gushing load, forcing the boy to swallow as
fast as he could to avoid spilling a drop of the hot daddy-fluid.
	"Fuck! Me too! I'm filling his guts with my load. Take it, buddy!
Take my load and mix it with the others in there!"
	The two Evans men groaned in pleasure as they filled Steve at both
ends with their thick, syrupy loads of potent sperm, down his throat and up
his ass. He was ecstatic, fed by his best friend and his best friend's
father! And knowing that his friend's cum was mixing with his own dad's as
well as that of Mr. Sims.
	His cock drained for the moment, Mr. Evans stepped out of his
trousers that were bunched around his ankles and sat down on the other bed
to remove his shoes and socks, the only items of clothing he had left
on. Jim pulled himself out from between Steve's legs and rested against the
headboard. "Clean my cock, and plug your ass to keep all that cum in you,"
he ordered. Steve reached down and picked up the red butt-plug he had
dropped on the bed and slid it in his distended asshole before leaning down
and taking Jim's cock in his mouth.
	Hearing this, Mr. Evans, looked up from his shoes. Seeing the red
plug filling the stretched hole, he asked, "How much cum does he have in
there? Did he get fucked at school before you came home?"
	"No. We didn't have time. Jake, Roy, the principal's son, and I
would have fucked him, but there was no time before class. We just got
blowjobs back behind the maintenance building. His dad and Mr. Sims fucked
him before he left home for school, and his dad plugged his butt."
	"Shit fuck! His dad is fucking him?" Mr. Evans said, keeping up the
pretence that he didn't know. "And Jerry Sims? John and Jerry both fucked
him before he went to school?"
	"Yeah, Steve says they fucked him more than once before they left
to go the club to play golf."
	"Fuck! So his guts are full of his dad's and Jerry's and your cum!
Fuck!" he said as he got up. His cock was hard again just thinking about
his friends' and his son's loads swimming around in this boy's, his son's
best friend's insides. "I got to get my cock in there! Fuck! It's been a
long time since I had my cock in a cunt full of another guy's, three guys',
loads!" He said as he got up on the bed and knelt behind Steve's upraised
butt. He reached down and took hold of the red disk and screwed the plug
around lodged inside the boy's asshole.
	"Oh, Mr. Evans," moaned Steve. "Oh god! Fuck me with the big
ass-plug. Work my hole before you pull it out and fuck me with your big
daddy-dick," the boy moaned as he continued to suck on his friend's fast
hardening cock.
	"Yeah! You like this big plug raping your tight little slut ass,
don't you, boy. Jim's told me what a slut for cock you are! How you were
trained by Tony Alvoretti all last year. How he used your pussies and then
gave you over to his buddies to keep you filled after he left. I know
Tony's father. I bet he'd like to use the pussy-boy his son trained. I
remember in high school he had some queer-boys he used when the girls
wouldn't put out, just like John, Jerry and me. I bet you'd like that,
getting fucked by your first fucker's father, a big, butch Italian police
officer." All the while he was fucking Steve's hole with the big plug,
pulling it part the way out before shoving it back in and screwing it round
and round inside his rectum while he was pumping his hard thick cock with
his free hand.
	"Oh yeah! I'd like that!" Of course Mr. Evans didn't know Steve had
already been fucked by Officer Alvoretti and his partner many times. He
hadn't told Jim everything! He had only recently told him about his own
father and Mr. Sims. "I've been fucked by the police. They're hard
fuckers. I like that, to be fucked hard. Are you gonna fuck me hard,
Mr. Evans?"
	"You better believe it," the man said as he ripped the buttplug out
of the still-tight asshole and rammed his hard pole all the way into the
boy's guts.
	"Oh yeah! Feels so good! Big thick daddy's cock in my ass! Fuck me!
Fuck me hard, Mr. Evans!"
	"You got it, slut. You're a slut for cock, aren't you Steve. You're
a nympho whore! A whore for men's cocks! My son hasn't used you hard
enough, has he? You want a man to use you, use you hard, don't you? Men to
use you! Jim, has he been gangbanged?"
	"I don't know, Dad. Roy and I have fucked him, the two of us."
	"That's not a gangbang, Son....Have you been gangbanged, whore?
Have you had a gang of rough fuckers use your holes over and over?"
	"Yes, sir! I had a bunch of the basketball team use me in the
park. And a bunch of Mexican mechanics in a garage down in the barrio."
	"Your dad take you down to the firehouse and turn you over to his
crew?"
	"No, sir. I did have sex with a couple of his firemen I met in the
park and some of their buddies."
	"You like that, don't you? Having a bunch of men and teen jocks all
using you together?"
	"Yeah! It's hot!"
	"See, Son, your little best friend is a real whore for cock. You'll
have to turn him out to your team. Too bad you didn't know. You could have
taken him to that party at the lake you had after you got back from camp. I
bet all those jocks would have loved having a tight hole hidden in the
brush to tag team when their dates got them all hot and bothered without
putting out."
	Steve was a little surprised at what Mr. Evans was saying. He
wasn't sure he wanted Jim to know all the things he had done. But it
certainly wasn't affecting the older boy's cock. It continued to be
hard. In fact, Steve thought, it might be getting harder and thicker! And
the cock that was pummeling his ass certainly hadn't lost any of its
hardness or the forcefulness of Mr. Evans' fucking hadn't diminished. In
fact, the more he talked about Steve's sluttishness, the more he called him
a whore, the harder and more forceful the fucking became.
	Mr. Evans' cock was big and thick. Steve knew from the afternoon he
and Steve's dad had double-teamed him, it was almost as big and thick as
his father's huge manrammer. In one thing, Mr. Evans had Captain Andrews
beat. Although Dad's glans was very large, like a good-sized plum,
Mr. Evans' was larger. The head of his cock was shaped like a huge, wide
mushroom. It flared out to a thick corunna that formed a distinct flange
around the base of the cock's head. The whole thing was so large and
distinct that Steve could feel it as it constantly plunged deep into his
cum-filled bowels, pushing through everything in its way and stretching the
sensitive lining it was pushing aside. On the way out, it was equally
aggressive, and when it reached the tight sphincter the guarding muscle
grabbed hold around the neck just below the rim and a portion of the pink
lining was pulled out of the hole.
	Steve was moaning loudly around Jim's cock as he reveled in the way
his friend was getting more and more forceful with his fucking, holding
onto his head with both hands and ramming his thick cock deeper and deeper
into his throat. It seemed he was reacting to the flow of demeaning talk
coming from the man, his dad, fucking his friend.
	"Oh god, Dad! I'm about to come again! Are you close? You think we
can fill him at the same time again?"
	"I'm getting there, Son. This hot ass is going to pull another load
out of your old man's balls in just a few seconds. How close are you?"
	"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming! I can't hold off any more! Oh shit! I
can feel it coming up my tube! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm there! I'm about to
shoot!"
	"I'm with you, Son! I can feel it coming! I'm there! You shooting?"
	"Fuck yeah, Dad! Drink it! Drink it all down, slut-boy!
	"I'm filling this end! Don't know where it's all going! His guts
are just drinking it in! Maybe the body absorbs it all!" Mr. Evans yelled
as he pulled out, grabbed the plug and shoved it in and dropped down to sit
on the foot of the bed. Steve sank down between Jim's legs and continued to
nurse on his best friend's softened cock.
	After a few minutes of rest, Mr. Evans got up off the bed and
pulled Steve off Jim's cock. "Let's go down and see what there is to
eat. All this fucking has given me an appetite." Jim got off the bed and
reached for his shorts. "Don't need any clothes. It's just us guys
here. Come on," the naked man said as he headed out the bedroom door.
	They found the food Mrs. Evans had left for them. While it was
warming, Mr. Evans took three beers out of the fridge and handed one to
each of the boys. "I think you two are big enough to have something to
drink. Just don't mention it to Mrs. Evans." As they stood waiting for the
food and drinking their beers, Mr. Evans asked, "Well, Son, Steve, you two
think the old man's still got it?"
	"Oh yeah," Steve said quickly. "I really like older men. You're a
great fucker, and you've got a big dick. You're as big as my dad and
Mr. Sims," he said as he reached down and fondled Mr. Evans' cock and
balls."
	"Careful there, boy. You get it hard and you have to suck it," he
said with a chuckle.
	"Yeah, Dad. No question, you still got it. Just lookin' at Steve
playing with your junk is getting' me hard again. You want to suck some
more cock, buddy?" he asked the other boy.
	"Yeah. I'll suck you both off right here and now."
	Just then, the warmer bell went off. Mr. Evans got three more
beers, and the naked man and boys sat down at the kitchen table to
eat. Finished, they cleared up. "This beer's gone right through me. I got
to take a piss," Mr. Evans said as he turned toward the downstairs
lavatory.
	"Mr. Evans...Uh...I...uh...can take care of that for you," Steve
said as he moved toward the man and reached for his cock.
	"You mean what I think you mean?"
	"Yeah, Dad, he'll drink your piss. He doesn't do it for everybody,
but he does mine and I guess he doesn't mind keeping it in the family," Jim
said.
	"Okay. Take care of me, slut," Mr. Evans said to the boy who
quickly knelt in front of him and took his cock into his mouth. As
Mr. Evans relaxed his bladder and let his piss begin to flow through the
thick fleshtube into the boy's mouth, he thought, `I haven't had a piss-fag
since I was in college.' "Drink that piss, boy. I'd forgotten how great it
is to be pissing into a warm mouth-urinal."
	When Mr. Evans had emptied his bladder and shaken the last drops
into Steve's open mouth, Jim held his half-hard cock out and said, "Seems
like I need to get rid of that beer I drank, too, Steve." The kneeling boy
scurried over to take his friend's cock in his soft mouth and drink down
the older boy's hot, salty piss. "Ah, the pause that refreshes," Jim said
laughing as he squeezed the last drops out of his now hard cock. "We need
to get back upstairs, Dad."
	"Yeah. I'm ready for another piece of ass." Before leaving the
kitchen behind the boys, Mr. Evans put a lot of very slick, very lasting
lubricant that he had bought on the way home on and in his right hand. He
was going to need it for what he and Captain Andrews had planned.
	The three started up the stairs. Jim was first, followed by Steve
with Mr. Evans bringing up the rear. As Jim got to the top, his father
pushed Steve forward. "Catch him, Son." Jim whirled around and caught Steve
in his arms as he fell. The two boys landed on the floor, Steve's face in
his friend's crotch. Steve felt the plug being pulled from his ass and
something very slick push in to take its place. He realized it was
Mr. Evans' finger! `Two? Three? They must have some sort of lubricant on
them,' the boy thought. He felt them push deep into his ass mixing with the
cum that was filling his guts until they were pressed against his
prostate. He moaned loudly as his sensitive gland was lightly stroked by
the slick digits.
      "What're you doing, Dad?"
	"Just playing with his ass. It was too tempting. I couldn't
resist." The man said as he pulled out before pushing back with four
fingers. "Turn over, Son. Let him eat your ass."
	"What do you mean?"
	"Just turn over and put your butt in his face. He'll know what to
do," Mr. Evans said as he pulled his fingers partially out so he could
double his thumb into the palm of his cupped hand.
	When Jim presented his butt to Steve, the younger boy immediately
spread his friend's ass cheeks and buried his face in the lightly haired
crack. Jim felt Steve's wet tongue licking the sides of his crack and down
onto his asshole. As he was licking and slurping around in his buddy's ass
crack, Steve felt his hole being stretched open. "Uhrrggg," he grunted. He
tried to pull away, but he was held in place by a combination of the man's
other arm, the stairs and his friend's butt "Noooooooo," he groaned as he
felt more pressure and the beginnings of some pain.
	"You can take it, Steve." Mr. Evans said softly so his son couldn't
hear. "Your hole is full of slick, slimy cum. It's already stretched from
all the fucking you've gotten today. You're lubed real good. Your daddy
wants you to take it. He asked me to do it because I was the only one of us
three who ever did it. He knew I could do it without damaging you. Push
out, just like you did the first time you were fucked. Just like you did
the first time you had two big cocks fucking you in the ass. That's a good
boy. Just relax."
	Steve moaned as he felt his asshole being stretched wider, then
felt relief as it relaxed around something big, but not as big. He was
pretty sure Mr. Evans had his hand inside his ass. He was being fist-fucked
or, at least, fisted. He'd heard about it. His daddy wanted it? Why? He was
stuffed full, but what was inside him wasn't moving. He continued to slurp
and suck on Jim's asshole. His friend was moaning and pushing his butt back
onto the hot, wet tongue that was giving him so much pleasure. Steve was
getting accustomed to the big lump that was lodged just inside his ass. He
felt a slight movement and, then, what he supposed were Mr. Evans' fingers
massaging his prostate again. He moaned aloud and then, as the fingers
continued to massage the sensitive organ, felt a massive orgasm building up
inside him just before he shot a huge load on the stair carpet. "Ugh! Ugh!
Oh fuck! Ohhh fuuuck!" he sobbed.
	"What's wrong. What was that, Dad?"
	"Just Steve having a big orgasm. Just let him keep eating your ass
`til he comes down. Is it good? You like getting your ass eaten out?"
	"Fuck yeah. I don't know why he's never done it to me before."
	"Maybe he thought it would psyche you out."
	Mr. Evans raised himself up so he could lean over Steve's back and
speak into his ear. "I'm going to pull out slowly now. It'll hurt a little
as it comes out just like when it went in, but you know you can take
it. I'm being gentle. Good boy! Just relax! There! The worst part is over,
feel the rest slide out. Just like an extra big cock after it has fucked
you. Now, come here," he said as he gently pressed the plug back in. He
turned the boy and pulled him into his arms, wrapping them around him and
pressing him against his hairy chest. "Good boy! Your daddy would have done
that, but he doesn't know how. He's going to be so pleased with you. So
proud. He wanted you to feel it. You may never want to do it, but now you
know something about it."
	"What's going on, Dad," Jim, who had turned around and was kneeling
at the top of the stairs, asked.
	"Just helping Steve come down from his high. Let's get up to your
room. We'll have to wipe off the carpet so your mom doesn't see Steve's
cum. Why don't you get some paper towels from the kitchen and do that
now. Steve and I'll be waiting." Jim went back down the stairs and
Mr. Evans helped Steve back to Jim's room. "Hop up on the bed and let me
look at your hole." Steve knelt with his head down and his ass in the air,
as if he were asking to be fucked. Mr. Evans rubbed around his smooth round
ass before pulling it open. "This is one beautiful ass. You're never going
to be in want of men looking to fuck it," he said as he pulled the plug out
again.
	"Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Evans. Glad you like it," Steve
replied with a grin. "How is my hole?"
	"Your hole looks good. A little red and puffy, but no harm done,"
the man said as he bent down and kissed the slightly swollen pucker, giving
it a few laps with is wet tongue. He pressed his lips down and sucked on
the boy-pussy.
	"You better watch out, Mr. Evans, there's a lot of cum in there!"
	Raising his head up, the man said, "Don't mind if I get some. Wow!
A mixture of my two best friends' cum, my son's and mine! You wouldn't
believe it, but I was always the nastiest of the three of us. I've done
things your dad or Jerry would never have done." He went back down and did
indeed suck some of the rich mixture out of Steve's ass.
	"Why did my daddy want you to do it?" the boy asked as the man
sucked cum out of his sensitive asshole
	"Your daddy loves you. He knows you're a fucking cock-whore who
wants, needs, to be used by men and boys. He knows some man is going to
want to do that and more to you someday. He wants you to know how at least
the first part feels like, maybe the hardest part. When the fist goes
in. This will help you decide if you want it when that time comes."
	"I think I understand. Please, will you put your cock in my
pussy. I can feel it's hard again." The man got up on his knees and pressed
his thick, hard cock all the way into the boy's cummy hole and began to
gently fuck in and out. "Ohhhh, that feel soooo gooood!" the boy softly
moaned. "Thank you for doing what daddy wanted."
	This was the scene when Jim came back into the room. "All cleaned
up!...Fuck, dad! Couldn't you wait for me to get here?"
	"Too tempting, Son. Get you cock in the other hole."
	Jim quickly got on the bed and offered his hard cock to his
friend. "This okay, little buddy? You want to suck on this cock?" Steve
nodded and eagerly took his friend's cock into his mouth and down his
throat.
	After the two Evans men had been fucking Steve's holes for a few
minutes, Mr. Evans leaned over his back and reached down to grab the boy's
hard cock. After a few strokes, he whispered in his ear, "How's that ass
feeling. You think it could take two Evans cocks?" Steve nodded slightly
and squeezed his asshole around the thick pole that was reaming out his
boy-hole.
	"Time to switch, Son. Lay on your back. I want our boy to ride your
big stud cock like he was doing when I first came in," he said as he pulled
Steve up and off Jim's cock. Jim quickly arranged himself prone on the bed,
and Steve climbed on to straddle the baseball player's hard body, holding
his ass over the hard cock that was standing straight up under him out of
the forest of pubic hairs. As he slowly lowered himself down, Mr. Evans
reached in to hold his son's cock up and aim it at the still-slick hole
hovering over it. "That's it sit on that stud cock. Eat it up with that
slut pussy. Yeah I can see those pussy lips kissing that big knob,
splitting open to swallow it all in. Yeah! That's it. Let it in! Feel it
opening you up! Gobble it down! That's it! You got it all! Sit down on that
hard rod! Feel Good? You like my boy's thick rammer up inside you, filling
your pussy with his big bat?"
	"Oh yes! So good! Filling me up good!" Steve moaned as he leaned
back supporting his body with his back-thrust arms, his hands grasping
Jim's hard muscular thighs. He threw back his head and closed his eyes as
he worked his ass back and forth and around and around in small circles as
the thick pole inside him stirred all around in his cum-filled
bowels. "Ohhh god, Jim! It's so goood! Your cock is so gooood, filling me
up!" the boy moaned. "Fuck me, buddy! Fuck me with that big cock," he
begged as he began the move slightly up and down, riding the thick ramrod
that was plundering his hole.
	"Fuck that's hot! Watching you ride my boy's big man-cock! Riding
him up and down like a good little cowgirl on a big stallion. Riding a big
stallion cock! Fuck her, Jim! Fuck that girl riding your big cock!" he
goaded on his son who was now fucking furiously up in and out of the slimy,
slick cunt.
	Mr. Evans sat on the other bed stroking his big piece of meat as he
watched the hot action on the other bed. His big jock baseball player stud
son fucking his best friend's pussy-hole! A boy Mr. Evans had known his
entire life fucking himself and getting fucked by his hard-muscled son! A
boy his son had been friends with all their lives a fucking queer, a
cock-loving slut, a cock-whore! He got up and walked over to stand beside
the bed and grabbed Steve's hair, pulling his head farther back and down so
the boy was looking up at him. "Open your mouth!" he ordered as he let a
long drool of spit fall down into it. "Now suck me!" he ordered as he
turned the boy's head toward himself and buried the big mushroom head into
the open mouth. "Suck that head! Wrap your lips around behind that ridge
and suck!" The man stood there, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the sucking
mouth and slurping tongue. "You're a good little slut! You really know how
to take care of a man! My son's lucky to have you! Now bend forward," he
ordered as he pulled out of the sucking mouth and moved his hand to the
back of Steve's head and pushed him down onto his son's hard muscular
chest.
	"Stay there, boy!...Keep fucking that ass, Son! I got a little
surprise for you!" he ordered as he climbed up on the bed and rubbed his
hard cock into the slick crack getting it well-lubed before lining it up
along his son's and aiming it at the tight muscle stretched around the
fucking tube of teen meat. He pressed hard, meeting an almost impossible
barrier, but as he pressed harder and harder, the gateway opened and the
big head broke through.
	Steve groaned as he experienced the invasion of the second hard,
thick cock, a groan that turned into constant moans of pleasure as he felt
more and more of the second pole enter him. "God, Dad! What are you doing?
Oh fuck! Are you pushing your cock in his ass with mine?"
	"You got it, Son. We're double-teaming the little whore. Two big
Evans cocks fucking the shit out of your little whore. I doubt if we're the
first ones to put two cocks in his cunt, but it's a first for you. How you
like it?"
	"Shit! It's hot! Feeling your big cock running up beside mine!
How're we gonna fuck him? It's so tight! I can hardly move!"
	"This is what we do. You pull out as far as you can without going
all the way out. I'll push in as far as I can. Then as you push back in,
I'll pull out. We'll keep doing it that way. We'll get a rhythm going and
we'll both get a good fuck. You can hear the whore moaning. He's loving
it!...Is this your first double-fuck, slut?"
	"No, sir"
	"How many guys have had two cocks up your slutty ass, whore?"
	"I'm not sure. Five or six, I think."
	"How you figure five?"
	"One time my dad and Mr. Sims fucked me, then my dad and Matt Sims,
Mr. Sim's Marine son."
	"You like two studs fucking you together."
	"Oh yeah! But this is the hottest. Jim, my best friend and my
favorite cock, and his father. You two can double-fuck me anytime you
want!"
	"We'll have to remember that, won't we, Son?"
	"Yeah, Dad."
	During all this, the two fuckers had developed their rhythm and
were pounding Steve's cunt with powerful thrusts. All the while he was
sandwiched between the two hard muscled bodies, the one on his back hairy
and the one on whose chest he was resting, smooth. Steve was moaning and
begging them to fuck him harder. "Harder! Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me, harder!
Harder!" All the time his hard cock, smashed between his body and Jim's was
spewing out cum as he experienced orgasm after orgasm. "Oh god! Oh god! Oh
god!" he cried over and over.
	The two fuckers, both having already cum, kept fucking the hot,
tight, slimy hole with all the force they could muster. Finally, after
fifteen or twenty minutes of hard pounding, they both, again
simultaneously, shot their loads, adding them to the many already filling
Steve's bowels. As they pulled out, the cum poured from the abused hole as
it tried to close up.
	"You want the plug?" Mr. Evans asked.
	"Oh god yes!" Steve moaned as he lay exhausted between the two
alpha males.
	They finally got off the bed and the three went into Jim's
bathroom. They watched as Steve sat on the toilet and finally emptied his
bowels of the accumulated loads of cum. Then they got into the big shower
to wash all the cum and sweat off their bodies. After rinsing off, Steve
acted the part of a bath-slave and washed the other two, kneeling down the
wash the lower parts of their bodies while paying close attention to their
cocks and balls.
	"No more, cunt. You've had all the fucking you deserve tonight,"
Mr. Evans said. When the boy refused to get up off his knees, the man said,
"Turn the water off, Jim. I think I know what the little slut wants." Jim
did as his father ordered. Mr. Evans took hold of his soft cock and pointed
it at Steve. You want to drink or get showered?"
	"Both, please sir."
	"Okay. Open up. You gotta piss, Son?"
	"Yeah, I do," the grinning teen replied.
	The two, father and son, began to spray the kneeling boy with their
streams of hot, yellow piss, covering his head and body and directing a
large amount of the acrid liquid into his wide-open mouth. Their bladders
empty and the last drops sucked out of their cocks by the thirsty boy,"
Mr. Evans said, "Turn the water back on so we can rinse off."
	The three got out of the shower, dried off and put their clothes
on. Mr. Evans went to his study and the boys settled down with their
homework after polishing off the remainder of the food Mrs. Evans had left
for them. They heard Mrs. Evans come home and Jim's parents talking
downstairs. A while later Mrs. Evans paused at the door to tell them good
night and remind them not to stay up too late because of school the next
day. An hour later, Mr. Evans came by. "You two get to bed. You've had a
busy evening."
	During the night Steve was wakened by Jim getting on the bed
between his legs and pulling his shorts down. "You up for another fuck,
buddy? I need to pound another one out. I got a hardon that won't go down,"
he whispered.
	Steve turned his head and smiled. "Sure, Jim. I'm always ready for
another fuck from you."
	"Shit! Your hole's already closed up! A little red and puffy,
but...ahhhhh...as tight and wet as ever," he moaned as he sank his thick
pole all the way into the depths of the welcoming ass-cunt. It didn't take
long before he was filling it with another of his jock loads. He rolled off
and the two boys slipped back into the sleep of tired, healthy teenaged
boys.
	Later, they were wakened by Mr. Evans shaking them. "You two better
get up before your mom finds you like this."
	They got up, showered together and dressed in fresh clothes. When
they got downstairs, Mrs. Evans was in the kitchen making breakfast. "Did
you two have a good time? Did you get all your lessons done?"
	"Yes ma'm," the two boys answered together.
	"Steve, call your mother and let her know you're up."
	"Yes m'am," Steve said and called.
	The two ate the breakfasts Mrs. Evans had prepared, went upstairs
and got their backpacks and left, Steve thanking Mrs. Evans for last
night's supper and this morning's breakfast and for letting him stay over.
	On the way to school, Steve gave Jim another blowjob while he drove
the truck.