Date: Thu, 30 May 2019 00:17:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 55

Archive "The Fireman's Son, Chapter 55" {Rob} Incest (MMB oral anal)

Here's the latest chapter of Steve's story. It's taken me a while to get it
revised and rewritten since my computer crash and the recovery of my files.
In this chapter and the previous one I've introduced a new character, Kevin
Jones, who only intended to be a passing actor in the whole. He is that,
but I decided to make him the main character in a new story "Born to Serve"
(Authoritarian). I may have added too much Kevin (Ramon and Manuel
sequence) and tried out too many unusual positions in the latter part of
the four-way ending section. Anyway, I hope some of you like and get a rise
out of it. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com

2019 Copywrite mine

This is a fantasy. In real life Be careful, Be safe and Don't do anything
you don't want to do!

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The Fireman's Son Chapter Fifty-five - After Dinner

	When the team finished dinner it was eight-thirty.  Coach Thomas
agreed that the boys could go across the street to a video games arcade,
but they had to be back in their rooms by ten o'clock.  He told them he had
a list of their room numbers and would be checking on them to be sure that
they obeyed his curfew.  Most of the boys went over to play for an hour.  A
few of them headed for their rooms.  The coach and Captain Andrews wandered
out into the lobby.  They noticed Kevin watching them covertly as he talked
to the desk clerk.  After a few minutes, they went and got the elevator to
go upstairs.
	When they got to their room, Coach Thomas turned on the television,
kicked off his shoes, stripped off his shirt, and stretched out on one of
the beds.  Captain Andrews took off his pants, shirt, shoes and socks, and,
wearing only his Jockeys, went into the bathroom.  Leaving the door open,
he stood before the toilet, pulled out his cock and began to piss.  The
strong yellow stream made a loud noise as it hit the water, easily heard
over the television.  Coach Thomas turned his head and watched as the
almost nude fireman shook the last drops off his semi-hard schlong.  When
Captain Andrews came out of the john, his briefs were hooked under his
balls and his cock was standing straight out from his hairy belly.
	"Say, Coach, I don't suppose you'd like to chow down on this for
dessert, would you?" he asked as he came to stand beside the bed the other
man was lying on.
	Coach Thomas rose up on one elbow and reached over to grab the big,
thick, hard cock and pull it toward himself.  "You know, I just might.
That's a mighty tasty piece of meat you've got there.  I've been thinking
about it a lot since the other day in my office."
	"Help yourself.  I'm always ready for a hot stud like you to swing
on my prick.  Several of my he-man firemen like to give me head from time
to time.  Never pass up a chance to get my rocks off whether it's in my
wife's pussy, down the throat of some straight jock stud, or up the ass of
some sweet pussyboy, that's my motto."
	Coach Thomas lost no time wrapping his lips around the other man's
thick cock.  As he sucked on the huge head, he reached up to fondle the
big, low-hanging balls in their hair-covered sac.  "Uhmmm!  That feels
great!" Captain Andrews moaned.  "You really know how to suck cock, Al.  I
bet thirty years ago you had a coach who taught you how to make him feel
good, didn't you?"
	"Yeah, my high school coach was a tough fucking ex-marine.  He
taught me all about man-sex and then when I graduated, he turned me over to
his buddy who was my gym instructor in college," he mumbled as he continued
to slurp down the big prick that was filling his mouth and throat.
	There came a light knock on the door connecting the men's room with
the one next door, the room the coach had assigned to Steve.  Mr. Andrews
pulled his cock out of the coach's sucking mouth and walked across the
room, his cock waving in front of his hairy groin, hard and dripping
pre-cum and saliva.  He pulled open the door and there stood his cute
sixteen-year-old stud son, completely naked, his prick standing straight
out from his curly bush. Reaching out to grab his son in a tight bear hug,
he pressed his hard lips against the boy's and kissed him passionately, his
thick tongue forcing its way deep into Steve's willing mouth.  "Oh, baby,
you look good enough to eat," he said as he pulled away and led the boy
into the room.  "You're just in time.  Coach Thomas needs someone to take
care of his cock while he takes care of mine, don't you, Al?"
	"You bet," the big man on the bed responded as he opened his pants
and kicked them to the floor, baring his already throbbing slab of manmeat.
"Get over here and suck your coach's dick while I get back to work on your
old man's."
	The very idea of his hard masculine coach going down on his big
stud father was really exciting to Steve.  He moved quickly to the bed and
crawled up between Coach Thomas' outspread legs.  He took the man's big
cock in his hand and began licking up and down, spreading the leaking
pre-cum all over the hard shaft and mixing it with his own saliva.  Captain
Andrews moved back to the side of the bed.
	"Yeah, lick that cock.  Uhmmm, that feels good," the coach moaned
as he turned his attentions back to the fireman's drooling cock.  The room
was silent except for the slurping sounds made by the two cocksuckers and
the moans emanating from deep in the throats of the two men.  Soon their
moans grew louder and both began firing their hot loads down the encasing
throats, the lusty fireman into the coach's and the coach into his willing
son's.
	After he calmed down, Coach Thomas reached down and dragged Steve
up into his arms.  Captain Andrews climbed onto the bed and stretched out
on the other side of his hard-dicked young son.  "Look at that dick," he
said as he playfully tweaked the boy's nipples.  He reached down and
squeezed the up-standing shaft.  "Feel that, Al.  That's some hard dick.
It feels like a steel bar."
	Coach Thomas reached down and took hold of the boy's throbbing tool
as his father moved down to squeeze and pull on his tight balls.  "Shit, I
can barely get hold of the kid's berries he's so hot to trot," he laughed.
"You wanta cum, baby.  You wanta shoot that load you got in there?"
	"Oh yeah, Daddy.  Make me cum, please.  I need it bad."
	"When's the last time you shot a load, baby?"
	"Not since this morning while I was dressing."
	"You didn't get your nuts off back in the bus while we were coming
over here?  What was goin' on back there?  Coach and I heard some kind of a
ruckus."
	"I sucked off Mark and Peter and Jack fucked me, but I didn't
come."
	"I told you it wouldn't take long for my boys to catch on to
Steve's talents," Coach Thomas said with a grin as he squeezed hard on the
boy's hard little paps.
	"You can come after while.  You just be a good boy and hold that
load in for your old dad while Al and I give you a little workout," Captain
Andrews said.  The two men licked and fondled the young boy's smooth body,
squeezing his nuts and chewing on his hard little nipples but staying away
from his red, throbbing prick.  They made him writhe and moan in the middle
of the bed as they pulled his legs apart and drove their fingers in and out
of his hot little hole.  As they continued to torture him with their rough
treatment, a knock was heard at the door to the hall. The two exchanged
glances.  "That'll be the kid manager from downstairs," the coach
said. "You can bet he's hot to trot.  I could tell he's been well-trained."
Looking down at the boy laying between the two older men, the coach man
explained, "He likes to be used like you, but he's different. He's been
trained to please men because he's a submissive, a sub-human man.  He
hasn't had a good workout in a while and he's anxious to get in here.  Go
let him in."
	Steve immediately slid off the bed and walked naked and hard-cocked
to the room door.  He opened it and stepped back, welcoming Kevin as he
stood, anxious and excited, in the hallway.  He took in the luscious
teenager standing naked before him and then the two big, burly men
stretched out on the rumpled bed, propped up against the headboard stroking
their massive hardons.
	"Come in and close the door, if this is what you're wantin," the
hairy coach commanded, brandishing his throbbing tool.  "That there's
Steve, the captain's kid and a real sweet little pussyboy.  Steve, this is
Kevin.  He likes hard cocks just like you do."
	Steve said hello to the young man, who responded with his own hello
and an outstretched hand.  They shook hands as they ran their eyes over one
another.  "Hell!  Ain't that sweet!" Coach Thomas roared.  "Enough of the
good manners.  Steve, get Kevin's clothes off and then get down and show
him how good you can suck cock.  Your dad and I want to watch you get him
all warmed up and hot before he comes over here to service us, don't we,
John?"
	"Shit, yeah.  Get on your knees, baby, and show Kevin what a good
cocksucker you are," Steve's father ordered.
	Steve already had the young man's coat, tie and shirt off.  He
gazed momentarily at the his tight, lightly-haired, muscular torso as he
reached down and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants before going
down on his knees and lowering them to the floor.  Kevin stepped out of his
trousers and the eager boy kneeling in front of him bent down to remove his
shoes and socks.  Steve kissed and licked on the young man's well-formed
feet and then ran his tongue up the muscular hair-covered legs and thighs.
He nuzzled up into the loose-fitting leg openings of his baggy boxers,
smelling the heady aroma of man-crotch, before reaching up and slowly
pulling down the plaid boxer shorts that were just barely hiding Kevin's
plump cock and balls.  As he pulled them down, Kevin's hard throbbing cock
sprang up and slapped his flat stomach.  Steve pressed his face into the
hotelman's crotch and lapped on his hairy nuts before moving his head up to
the cock and running his lapping tongue up the shaft.  When he reached the
head, he opened his mouth and took it in, slurping up the tasty pre-cum
before impaling himself on the steely prong.
	Kevin moaned as he grabbed the boy's head and held him down against
his groin, making little fucking movements with his hips as Steve massaged
his dick with his throat muscles.
	"Looks like the kid knows what to do with a cocksucker's mouth,"
Coach said. "Your coaches let you do that?"
	"Yeah, after my freshman year, when I was good, they let me use
some of the younger guys they were training."
	"They let you fuck `em, too?"
	"Yeah. They said I would be a better fuck if I knew how to give as
well as take. And at some of the conferences there would be a coach,
usually a young guy, who liked to get shafted both ways by a couple of the
young jocks whose coaches had brought them and then, after we were
finished, he and I and the other athletes would take on all the stud
coaches who had watched the show." During his answer to the coach, Kevin
had been giving Steve's mouth-pussy a real fucking.
	"You getting close?" Captain Andrews asked to young man.
	"Yes, sir. Your son's a real talented cocksucker," Kevin gasped
out.
	"Okay, it's time to stop! Pull out now and get over here between my
legs!" The captain ordered. "Steve, get your ass over here and get it down
on Coach's boner!"
	The boy and young man scurried over and obeyed the fire captain's
gruff command. Kevin crawled between the captain's outspread hairy legs and
sank his warm mouth down the entire length of the monster cock in one
hungry, needy plunge. After asking his coach how he wanted him, Steve
straddled the big man's beefy thighs and sank down completely on his
equally monstrous straight-standing shaft facing the man his father had
turned him over to. Coach grabbed his hips and held him down tightly as he
fucked his thick cock up and down in the tight tunnel of hot boy
flesh. After a few minutes he let go and commanded, "Ride me, slut!"
	As Steve rode up and down on the beefy fuck-pole, Coach reached up
and began grabbing and pulling on his little nipples. "Ohhh, yeah,
Coach. Grab `em. Hurt my titties like you're hurting my pussy with your big
coach-cock. Ohhh, goddd! It feels sooo gooood! I'm gonna cum!" the frenzied
boy groaned.
	The coach immediately released the sensitive little pink nips and
forcefully pulled Steve down hard and held him skewered on his steely
rod. "No cumming, slut. Hold it until you're given permission. You've got
to learn not to cum until you're told to, got it!"
	"Ohhh God yeees. I'm trying, Coach. It hurts sooo gooood! I'm
trying!"
	"Try harder, boy," Steve heard his father's voice commanding him to
obey the coach's orders. "A good slut takes orders and obeys. Hey kid," the
captain said to Kevin who was slutting out around the big fireman's thick
cock. "You ready to ride this big hog like my kid's doing Coach's?"
	"Oh god yes! I've been dreaming about getting fucked by this
monster of yours ever since I sucked it this afternoon."

	Kevin knew he could take it. His pussy had been stretched and
relaxed just an hour before. Ramon and his cousin Manuel had both fucked
him in the employee's locker room just before he came upstairs. He had
gotten a text on his phone: "We're waiting for you pussy. You want my
Mexican chorizo?" He knew it must be Ramon on his break. When he got to the
basement he found not just Ramon, but his older cousin Manuel. The two
good-looking, muscular Mexicans were waiting with their jumpers unzipped
all the way down and their big, dark-coloered cocks hanging out. "Raman
tells me he went down on your hard cock in the elevator. He's got a good
mouth, my little cousin. He's been taking care of my cock since he was
six. I was nine. We took care of gringo tourists with American dollars when
we were growing up. He's a good fuck. He says he could tell you needed more
than a blowjob. That you wanted his cock. You want to suck our cocks or you
want us to fuck your ass? I think you need it bad. Get out of your clothes
and get over here and suck Ramon's cock while I check out your ass. I think
you need both your holes fucked, don't you?"
	"Oh, yes sir! Please, sir," Kevin moaned as he stripped out of his
clothes and crawled over to take Ramon's cock in his mouth.
	Manuel moved around behind Kevin and ran his fingers up and down
his crack before drooling a big wad of spit down into it. "Nice ass! Nice
tight little pucker!" he said as he spread the saliva around. Hawking up
another wad of lube he pressed lightly on the brown button and then roughly
rammed two of his big fingers deep into the violated hole. "Oh yeah! This
is a really tight pussy. How long's it been since you got fucked, fag?"
Kevin's reply was lost in the muffled groans of pain-pleasure that came out
of his plugged throat. Manuel drooled more spit on his steel-hard cock,
ripped out his fingers and roughly rammed deep inside the tight
hole. Kevin's screams and groans of pain mixed with pleasure sounded like
loud gurgles as Ramon banged in and out of his throat. "Fuck, little
brother this is a good fuck. But we don't have much time. Let's trade so
you can get some of this ass." The two brothers traded places and fucked
Kevin at both ends until they came together. They pulled their cocks out of
his holes and made him clean them off before they left him naked on the
floor. "We'll do this again, soon, puta!" Manuel said as they left. Kevin
quickly sprang up, grabbed on his clothes and left before anyone else came
in.

	"Well, climb aboard and work your pussy down on what you've been
slobbering over. I want you to catch up with my kid, and I expect the two
of you to cum together. You hear that Steve. I want you two pussy-boys
shooting your loads on Coach's and my bellies at the same time and then I
want you both down lapping up each other's spunk. I want you gettin' used
to the taste of the other's cum `cause the next thing you're gonna be doin'
is a sixty-nine while Coach and I fuck your asses again."
	While Coach continued to hold Steve down on his big prick to keep
him from cumming, Kevin straddled the captain and skewered his ass down on
big, beefy pole he had been happily fucking down his throat and began
fucking himself with abandon. "I'm getting close," the young man moaned. He
hadn't come when the Mexican cousins fucked him, it'd been too fast. They
both had to get back to the laundry room. "I've been near cumming ever
since I got in the room. I'm gonna cum soon. You better let Steve start
riding you," he said to the coach."
	"We gonna let `em cum?" Coach asked Captain Andrews.
	"Yeah! Let the pussies shoot their loads so we can trade and fuck
`em while they suck one another. I've built up a big one I need to unload."
	"Me too. Okay, sluts. Shoot those loads and cover our hairy bellies
with your cum!"
	The two young guys began moaning as they fucked themselves faster
and faster. "I'm cummmming," Steve shouted out as the first spurt of his
load jetted out of the deep red head of his stiff prick.
	"I'm right there," Kevin joined in as his hard jock cock joined in
on the cannonades that were fast coating the furry bellies and chests of
the horny older men who had immediately grabbed the spasming riders and
pulled them tightly down on their blood-enflamed thick salamis.
	The young man and boy collapsed on top of their fuckers as the last
of their loads spurted out of their hard cocks. After a few moments of
relaxation by all four, the two men pushed the other two off of them,
causing them to fall backwards into a meddled heap of young flesh.
	"Okay! We're ready for a sex-show! Get up and start playing with
one another! We want to see you two cocksuckers gettin' it on!" Captain
Andrews ordered as the two men got comfortable sitting up against the
headboard.
	"Yeah! Put on a show for us! Hands busy! Mouths busy! We want to
see some hot kissing! Ass eating! Urged Coach Thomas.
	Steve and Kevin eagerly complied with the dominant men's
orders. "Follow my lead," Kevin said. "I've done this lots of times."
Kneeling facing one another, they leaned in, placing the hands on one
another's shoulders and began to kiss, mouths open, tongues lashing. Their
embrace tightened as they pressed their bodies together, their mouths
joined in a passionate French kiss. The sounds of their tongues fighting
for dominance were exciting the captain and coach as the two men stroked
their big cocks that had quickly come back to full hardness.
	"That's it! Trade spit! Slobber all over one another."
	"Steve, get down and suck Kevin's cock. Show him what a good
cocksucker you are! Swallow the big cock! Yeah, that's the way. Show him
how good you've been trained! Make your old man proud!"
	"Bend over and feel that ass, Kevin! Slap it! He likes his ass
slapped! He likes it a little rough"
	"That's right, squeeze those buns! Give `em a good working over!
Run your fingers down that crack! Feel his pussy? Feel that slut pussy!
Stick your finger in! Feel the cum! Feel good?"
	"Yeah! Fuck that pussy with your fingers!....You feel him
finger-fucking your pussy?"
	"Yeah! I can feel it! It feels good!"
	"Okay, Steve, now get your hand through his legs! Get your fingers
up his crack! Fuck him like he's fucking you! Yeah, you can reach it! Fuck
his cunt!" Steve felt his fingers come into contact with Kevin's cum-slick
pucker and shoved two of them up into the relaxed hole.
	"Oh yeah! He's fucking my hole!"
	"Hey, Kevin, you wanna fuck my boy's pussy? You wanna stick your
cock in my boys ass?"
	Kevin looked up from where he was finger-fucking Steve's ass-pussy
at Captain Andrews and said, "Yeah! Shit yeah! I'd like to fuck your kid's
ass, feel my hard cock inside his asshole! Feel it swimming around in all
your hot stud cum!"
	"Well, get to it!....Steve, on your back, legs spread! This
college-trained cocksucker's going to fuck your slut ass. He's gonna prove
to us he knows how to fuck like a man. That his coaches trained him to fuck
as well as get fucked!....You two get in position and show us what you can
do, Kevin, Show us you ain't just a slut bottom-boy!"
	The young man and boy managed to get themselves untangled and Steve
laid back and pulled his legs up over his head. "Fuck me, Kevin! Fuck my
cunt! Fuck me good! Show my dad and coach that you're a top-man as well as
a bottom-boy," Steve urged as he looked up at the former college coaches'
jock fuck-boy.
	Kevin kneed his way to Steve's ass, grabbed his ankles and touched
the head of his hard cock at the puffy red hole before leaning in and
skewering the defenseless pussy with one long, slow and steady slide. "Oh
fuck, that's a tight, hot hole," he moaned as Steve's guts grabbed onto his
shaft and pulled it deep inside the mushy, cum-filled tunnel of flesh. The
young man, total sub that he was could still fuck! He pounded his big cock
in and out of steve's tight hol as the boy moaned loudly. "Fuck! Fuck!
Fuuuck meee! Yesss! Ohhh! yesss! OH Daddy he's a good fucker! His cock is
really pounding my boy-pussy like I like!"
	"Keep it up! Fuck my boy! Fuck him good, you dirty little slut!"
Captain Andrews urged the young man on. "Shit, I gotta get me some more of
that pussy," the big fireman graoned as he raised himself up on his knees
and got behind Kevin. He aimed his hard fireman pole at the moving target
of the young man's pussy-hole. Making contact, he quickly rammed his thick
cock all the way into the well-lubricated asshole, forcing Kevin hard down
onto the back of his son's thighs, forcing his legs back on either side of
his head.
	"Oh Daddy! You're crushing me! Please! Please!" Steve screamed.
	"Shut up, you and take it like a man....Coach get over there and
shut his mouth with your big cock!"
	Coach Thomas moved over and rammed his semi-hard cock into Steve's
mouth turning his screams into muffled groans.At the same time Captain
Andrews withdrew about half his big cock from Kevin's ass, which relieved
the crushing pressure on Kevin and Steve. The captain and Kevin continued
to fuck the two holes their cocks were plowing while Coach fucked Steve's
mouth. "Fuck! I'm coming!" cried the young man who had forgotten how good a
tight ass felt around his cock. Since the last time his coaches had let him
fuck an incoming freshman runner just before graduation, he had been the
bottom for all the men he had met and had sex with.
	After a couple more fucks Kevin left and the two men decided they
had had enough. Captain Andrews sent his son back to hsi room to get some
rest so he'd be in good shape for the meet the next day.