Date: Thu, 12 Feb 2015 10:57:13 +0200
From: Tuppie
Subject: Meeting Dad

Meeting Dad

Chapter One:

I grew up without a father. At the age of thirteen I had grown accustomed
to this fact, and mom and I never really spoke about it. What I was told
was that he was an oaf according to her, and that their marriage had been a
difficult one. I was, as she explained to me, better off not knowing him.
There were no photos of my dad, and I did not have a clue as to what he
looked like. I took after my mother in appearance. She was fair haired and
very attractive. She was about 5'6", and had a slim build. I had the same
blue eyes as mom, and there was absolutely no doubt that we were mother and
son. I was often teased about being far too pretty for a boy. I swore that
if I heard that statement one more time, I was going to shoot the person
uttering those words. What really pissed me off was being told that I was
so pretty, that should have been a girl.

My mother was thirty years old, and an only child. Her parents were fairly
old when she was born. Her mom was thirty five, and her dad was ten years
older. They had battled for many years to have children before my mom came
along, and after she was born were advised against having any more kids.
When I was ten years old my grandfather died. Subsequently my granny moved
into an old aged home. It was strange that granddad died before granny
because he was always a picture of health and full of life, as opposed to
my perpetually ill grandmother. My grandparents also never spoke about my
dad, and it was quite clear that they did not care for him at all. I
suppose this was another reason why my father's existence was never
acknowledged. Six months after I turned thirteen my life would change
remarkably.

My mom Kerry was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and would be dead in four
months. We had a very kind neighbor named Lilly, who helped my mother out
with me during mom's illness. My grandmother was incapable of contributing
in any way, as the old aged home had a very strict "no children" policy. A
week before my mother passed, she eventually had to break down and contact
my dad. There were two monumental facts that emerged at this time. Firstly
I did not know that I had an older half-brother named Mark, and secondly my
dad did not know that he had another son called Rhys. My mother had never
told him of my existence. Mom had married dad when Mark was a year old. His
first wife had passed away shortly after Mark was born.

My mother told dad telephonically that when she left him she did not know
that she was already four weeks pregnant. As she had never slept with
another man, I could only be his child. She told him that if he wanted to
do a paternity test, he was free to do. He never did. Apologizing she told
dad she had decided to keep my existence a secret from him to keep things
uncomplicated. Given her condition unfortunately, she now had no other
option, and I would have to live with my father!

Dad arrived two days later, three days before my mother passed. He stayed
in our flat during his visit. I met him at the hospital while I was
visiting my mom. I was taken aback by his appearance. He was a very big
man. My dad was a construction worker, and stood 6'2" tall. He was built
like a brick shithouse. He was quite hairy, and had a receding hairline
that was well advanced. The hair on the sides of his head was dark, and
flecked with grey. His hands and feet were huge, and he was handsome in a
macho way. His brown eyes were riveting and almost bore into you. He had a
thick moustache and a rugged appearance. He was thirty eight years old.

When he walked into my mom's ward he bent down to kiss her. After that he
awkwardly knelt down next to me and hugged me. He smelt very masculine.
After general chitchat mom asked me to leave the room and sit in the
passage. My parents spoke for about half an hour after that. After their
meeting my dad took me to our flat, and slept in my mom's room that
night. En route to the flat we bought pizzas for dinner. School had broken
up for the summer holidays a few weeks earlier, and I still had three and a
half weeks of holiday left. Dad's company had given him compassionate
leave, due to the circumstances we found ourselves in. My dad and I chatted
before I went to bed. He was very embarrassed, that he had not packed a
picture of my sixteen and a half year old step-brother Mark before leaving
to be with us.

We spent the next day at the hospital. That night my mother went into a
coma, from which she did not recover and died the day after. The next days
were spent with funeral arrangements and visiting my school to get the
necessary transfer documents dad needed for me. All the contents of our
apartment were also disposed of, and a suitcase of clothing and odds and
ends belonging to me were packed into dad's pick up. The day after the
funeral we left for my new home. We drove home quietly. During the drive I
would occasionally steal glances at my dad. Having reached puberty two
years earlier, I found that I was becoming more and more attracted to
men. He was a good looking man, and I spent most of the journey with a
hard-on. The smell emanating from him was musky and potent. I would soon
come to know, that showering was not a priority at my new home. This was
very different from my life with mom, where showering was a daily
requirement. Strangely, I was excited by his body odour

Chapter Two:

As we arrived at our home later that day, I realized that we were living in
a trailer park. The home appeared quite neat from the outside. As we got
out of the vehicle, my step-brother Mark walked out the front door to greet
us. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. The resemblance between him and
dad was remarkable. I instantly knew what dad had looked like at Mark's
age. Mark was slightly less hairy than dad, with a full head of black
hair. He must have been about 6' tall, and was also very handsome. Mark was
slimmer than dad, and weighted about one hundred and eighty pounds. As he
reached me I started sobbing. He picked me up and hugged me tightly while
kissing me. Mark and Matt also had tears in their eyes. We must have stood
there for two minutes just hugging.

Dad insisted on my referring to him by his first name from then on. Once
inside I was amazed by the layout of the trailer. It was bigger than it
looked from the outside. There was a large kitchen, dining room and living
room all in one. There were also two bedrooms and one bathroom. I learnt
that Mark and I would be sharing a room and a king size bed. After we
arrived my dad stripped into shorts, and walked around barefoot like
Mark. Mark's feet were fairly dirty, and my dad joked with him about his
very strong musky smell. Apparently Mark always had to be forced to shower,
and with dad away over the previous few days it appeared that Mark had
forgotten where our bathroom was. Both my dad and Mark's hands looked like
they needed a good scrubbing. I would in time find out that my family was
actually cleaner than most of the other "inmates" of this trailer park.

Mark and Matt drank beer, smoked and chatted for a while. After that,
supper was prepared. I had also gotten into shorts to conform. I was
surprised when they asked me if I smoked, and replied that I did not. I was
even offered a beer which I sipped very slowly so as not to offend. Being
with men was extremely different to my former existence. When we ate our
food, I saw that table manners were totally unimportant to Mark and
Matt. They hadn't even washed their hands before eating. After dinner while
we were washing up, they laughed about being overdressed due to my
presence. They usually walked around nude in the trailer. Apparently, they
each left a pair of shorts over a chair at the door in case of unexpected
visitors. I was starting to realize why my mother would have found life
with my dad such a strain. She was very prissy. I was however finding this
new carefree existence very refreshing.

Before bed I was also told about another tradition in this household. Male
affection it appeared was not frowned upon. With that dad and Mark
embraced, and I saw father and son give each other a fairly sensual kiss. I
was told that this daily kissing would occur in the morning, afternoon and
evenings. I could have sworn that they both had tented shorts after the
kiss. As they finished I kissed dad first, and when Mark kissed me I felt
his tongue enter my mouth. I was shocked, but said nothing about
it. Presently I ran off to bed after brushing my teeth. The guys continued
chatting for a while. After half an hour Mark walked into our room and
whispering asked if I was awake. I did not reply. He then left closing the
door. I lay awake for a while hearing strange sounds emanating from dad's
bedroom. I was soon asleep and did not wake up when Mark finally came to
bed.

I awoke on Saturday morning and headed for the bathroom. After my morning
showering ritual I returned to the bedroom, aware that Matt was already
busy in the kitchen. When Mark got up out of bed he was naked. He had a
hard-on and stood stretching and yawning. His body was magnificent. He was
slightly hairy, with a huge bush around his cock and under his arms. His
cock was enormous, and curved slightly to the left. Like me he also had a
foreskin. His foreskin was full, and extended generously over the head of
his penis. I was very pleased about his foreskin, as I was one of the few
guys at my former school that actually had one. I had always felt like the
odd man out because of this. Mark walked over to me and lifted me onto the
bed before kissing me good morning. Again his tongue entered my mouth as he
kissed me quite hard.

Mark then threw me onto the bed and started tickling me. With his mouth
against my ear he whispered that he really loved me, and was stoked to have
a little brother of him own. We joined dad in the kitchen, and after
kissing him we ate breakfast in the nude. Dad also had a foreskin. His cock
was very similar to Mark's, only thicker and longer with a distinct
downward curve. It also had a generous foreskin that hung over the end of
his cock head significantly. Dad was hairier than Mark, and both of them
smelt raunchier than they had the day before.

Chapter Three:

The Evans family lived in the corner trailer next to us. Cal, short for
Calvin was a thirty six year old man, who had three sons. Aidan the eldest
was Mark's age. He was followed by Brad who was fifteen, and then Bobby who
was fourteen. Their mother had run off with some guy years earlier, and was
never heard from again. I would not meet them until the following
Saturday. They were on their annual holiday and had taken their camper van
off to what my dad referred to as a hillbilly gathering in the mountains. I
was warned that they were real rednecks, but nice guys. They were the only
family that Mark and dad hung out with in the trailer park. On the other
side of us Jeth (Jethro) lived alone. He was huge and quite bulky. He had
long hair and a monstrous beard. He was covered in tattoos, and rode a
Harley. We hardly ever saw him, as he was seldom home. Across from us there
was a small park. We were fortunate as our little enclave in the trailer
park was quite secluded and private.

That day Matt and Mark spent all morning and afternoon working on a pickup
that Mark had got for his sixteenth birthday. We had sandwiches for lunch,
and thankfully both men washed their hands before we ate. By the end of the
day they were covered in grease. Before dinner they both showered
together. This took quite some time, and I heard strange muffled sounds
emanating from the bathroom during their shower. We had a barbeque that
evening, and sat around talking and joking. At around nine we headed off to
bed after kissing Matt. After getting into bed Mark and I lay awake for a
while chatting, Mark asked me how often I wanked. Shyly I answered twice a
day. When I asked him the same question, he laughed and replied: "Lots".

Mark moved over to my side of the bed and half lying on me gave me my good
night kiss, which lasted a long time. He asked me if I was okay with what
he was doing. I nodded yes. He then got on top of me and continued kissing
me. I could feel his erect penis pushing into my body as he rotated his
hips on top of me. After five minutes he moved up my body on his knees and
rested lightly on my chest with his cock was touching my lips. Without
further instruction I opened my mouth, and he pushed his dick in. After
face-fucking me gently for a while he started speedily jerking his cock. He
shot in my mouth and all over my face. His sperm tasted peculiar. It was
not unpleasant, just strange. I would grow to love this taste over the next
few weeks.

Mark now turned his body around, and started sucking me off. I had never
felt anything like this before, and was in heaven. I started licking his
balls that hung over my face. I did not last long before I shot my load
into Mark's warm mouth. As he lifted up I heard him greeting dad. Matt was
standing in the doorway with a shit-faced grim. I cringed. Our dad was
casually toying with his semi-erect dick as he stood there. He instructed
us to join him in his room "pronto".

Upon entering Matt's room I sat on the edge of his bed. He stood before me
and traced my lips with the tip of his dick. As he slowly circled my lips
as he started pulling his long foreskin back. The aroma was strong. The
head was not too cheesy, but had definitely not been washed for a while. I
found the smell very erotic, and that smell would now join my new list of
favorite odours. While this was happening Mark moved behind Matt and
started playing with his tits. As the tweaking and pulling on Matt's tits
intensified he groaned loudly. By now Matt's cock had entered my mouth, and
Matt started instructing me in the art of oral sex. He told me to relax and
swallow and not suck his dick. Very shortly copious amounts of drool were
dripping onto my chest. I only managed to take three quarters his large
cock into my mouth. Matt then moved aside and told me to practice on Mark.

Mark's cock was slightly smaller Matt's cock. Matt sat next to me on the
bed and continued instructing and encouraging me. After five minutes my
throat finally relaxed, and Mark was balls deep down my throat. The
intensity of his thrusting also started to increase. I could feel his hands
tighten their grip on my head. He started face-fucking me powerfully. Dad
then moved away and retrieved something from a drawer. Upon returning he
moved behind Mark. Mark stepped backwards pulling his cock out of my mouth,
and motioned me to kneel in front of him. Matt tightened his grip on Mark's
hips as he drove his cock into him. Once Matt got a steady rhythm going,
Mark pulled my head back towards his cock.

Chapter Four:

Mark was face-fucking me while Matt speared his butt. Both guys were quite
vocal and groaned and moaned loudly. Matt was also quite verbal. Not
abusively so, but kept asking if Mark was enjoying his "daddy's fat cock"
and other comments of that sort. After ten minutes Matt unloaded into
Mark's arse. Mark disengaged from my mouth and lay on his stomach on the
bed. Matt now instructed me in the skill of felching and butt cleaning, as
I sucked dad's load out of Mark's arse. When Mark got up from the bed, Matt
replaced Mark on the bed and lay on his back. Mark pushed Matt's legs up
and apart and started rimming him. Not long afterwards Mark entered Matt's
arse. I was instructed to get behind Mark and lick his arse. As he had
showered earlier the smell of his butt was not very strong, but still
somewhat funky. My "favorite" list was growing by the minute.

I moved my mouth down and started licking Mark's shaft and Matt's arse
hole, as Mark plunged relentlessly into dad. Not long after that Mark
seeded Matt. As Mark moved away, dad retained his position beckoning me
over to him. I got to work, sucking and cleaning. We fell asleep soon after
with me in the middle of the two guys. I awoke in the early hours of the
following morning to find Mark on his stomach, with Matt pounding into
him. After fifteen minutes Matt came in Mark's butt. I once again serviced
Mark's butt after this session. What happened next really blew my
mind. Matt got off the bed, and asked Mark to kneel before him. He started
pissing down Mark's throat! After that was done Mark asked me if I would
like to give it a try. Soon I was swallowing Mark's piss for all I was
worth. Another favorite taste joined my ever increasing list! After
finishing my job, Mark pulled his foreskin back for a cleaning. His cock
was overflowing with cock cheese! With an impish grim he smeared his cock
head all over my nose and mouth. I licked and cleaned his dick as he patted
me on my head. Nobody showered that morning.

We had a quiet Sunday. At lunch time dad packed a picnic basket, and we
drove off to his favorite spot for a picnic. After a few hours we returned
home. Before going to bed that evening I asked my dad when I would be
penetrated. He told me to be patient and wait for Saturday. He wanted to
share my defloration with the neighbors. As dad had to return to work the
following day, he went to bed early. Mark and I fooled around a bit before
falling asleep.

On Monday dad left for work, and Mark and I spent the day driving around
the area to introduce me to my new environment. For the following five
nights, "our trio" would fool around in Matt's room after dinner before
falling asleep. As always, I was the cleaning skivvy, and loved every
second of it. On Friday night the Evans' arrived home at around nine
o'clock at night. At that late hour I would however not meet them till the
following morning. They all popped around at about ten the following day to
meet the "new boy". My dad had not lied about them. They were real
rednecks!

Cal, the dad was around 5'11", and was quite unattractive. He had obviously
had bad acne as a boy which resulted in his face being slightly
pockmarked. He was almost bald, except for few tuffs of hair around the
sides of his head. Cal sported a long moth-eaten looking goatee. He was
quite lean, as were all his boys. They were not skeletal however, and there
was no doubting that his sinewy body was very powerful. He and his sons
were all nail biters, and his long fingers and hands were very rough
looking. All his boys had similar hands. Cal's left top incisor tooth was
missing. The boys luckily still had all their teeth. They were all wearing
dirty shorts, and were barefooted. Their feet although attractive, needed a
good scrubbing.

Cal was not hairy, but had impressive bushes under his arm pits and around
his genitals. All the sons had unfortunately inherited their father's skin
condition and all had acne. Poor Aidan was the worse off of the three. The
boys all wore the same hairstyle. Although the dark hair on the top of
their heads was short, they had a middle strip of the hair at the back
their heads that was shoulder length. Their hair was also in need of a good
wash. Aidan and Bobby were as unattractive as their dad. If I had to choose
a winner, Brad was probably the best looking of the bunch. Aidan stood
about 5'9", Brad about 5'8", and Bobby around 5'7" tall.

Hugs were exchanged all round. Brad and Bobby didn't smell too bad, but
Aidan and especially Cal were skanky. With them not yet knowing the "lie of
the land" where I was concerned, no kissing took place. Matt and Cal each
grabbed a beer, and went outside for a chat and a smoke. The rest of us all
talked among ourselves indoors. I was amazed to see all three Evans boys
light up cigarettes, and drink beer along with Mark. Twenty minutes later
Matt and Cal joined us indoors. As they were leaving Cal grabbed hold of me
and gave me a sloppy tonsil washing kiss, as the three Evans boys looked on
with astonishment. They left shortly afterwards, with Cal telling me that I
was prettier than any girl or boy he had ever seen. I was grateful that the
"or boy" had been added.

Chapter Five:

During the afternoon, Mark taught me how to douche. At around six we headed
off to the neighbors. I was quite nervous. Thankfully all the Evans clan
has showered that day in honour of my defloration party, and looked quite
respectable when we arrived. We all stripped out of our shorts once the
front door had been closed. My dad had bought two huge lasagna's, for
dinner. Cal had also made all sorts snacks, and we ate at around seven. I
noticed that all the furniture in their house had been spread outwards, to
accommodate a nine by six, three inch thick gym mattress that was placed in
the middle of the lounge.

Cal had a long slim eight inch long cock. Both Mark and Matt cocks were
longer, and much thicker than his. Cal and all his sons had very light
skinned cocks like my own. My dad and Mark had much darker meat. Cal's cock
had a very pronounced upward right curve. His foreskin was not retractable,
and there was loose rumpled skin at the end of his cock that permanently
seemed to ooze pre-cum. Cal also had huge balls, that hung half way down
his thighs. Each ball was size of a large plum. Aidan's cock was a half
inch shorter, and a lot straighter than Cal's, with the same non
retractable condition as his dad. He too had inherited his dad's large
balls. Brad's cock was about seven inches long, and his foreskin could
retract. He had a full foreskin that when retracted exposed a very bright
red cock head. He too had inherited his dad's upward curve. Bobby's cock
was the same size as my six and a half inch dick, albeit a bit thinner. He
had very little foreskin however, and it only extended half way down his
cock head which was pinkish in colour. His cock was also as straight as
Aidan's. All the Evans' had cocks that tapered towards the front, and their
cock heads were scarcely discernable under their foreskins. That was in
sharp contrast to Matt and Mark, whose huge purple cock heads were clearly
outlined by their foreskins, and literally popped out when liberated.

I was told to get onto the mat in the doggy position. Bobby was to open me
up. Mark got onto the mat and applied lube to my arse and Bobby's
cock. Before long, Bobby started entering me. It was slightly uncomfortable
but fortunately Mark had fingered me while applying lube to my arse, so
Bobby's entry was not too painful. Soon Bobby was fucking me vigorously to
the cheers of all the onlookers sitting round. After Bobby came, he was
instantly replaced by Brad. Brad pounded into me for several minutes before
he to unloaded. Again the cheers resounded all around me. It was now
Aidan's turn. He decided to push me down on my side. With my one leg in the
air, he ploughed into me. When he came, I could feel the substantial load
from those impressive balls. More cheers followed.

Cal was next up. I again assumed the doggie position. He entered me, and
started pistoning into me immediately. Because of the pronounced curve of
his dick, I shot a huge load all over the mattress without touching my
cock. This phenomenon would happen many times in the future with Cal. He
had stimulated me far more than any of his sons. After Cal finished Mark
stepped up. His nine inch cock was in another league. I really felt like I
was being seriously stretched, and my arse also started to hurt quite a
bit. By the time he finished however the pain had subsided. My ten inch
ordeal was about to begin. Matt's cock soon made my arse numb as he impaled
me. Thank goodness he came fairly quickly. As final cheers resounded, Cal
jumped on me again after Matt had pulled out. His cock entered me rapidly,
and I got my first hot piss injection.

Chapter Six:

When Cal finished, my guts was distended from all the liquid. Before anyone
else could mount me again I ran off to the toilet to expel the contents
that my bowels had been filled with. I sat on the toilet for quite a while,
calming myself and relaxing before my return. When I arrived back, another
new erotic practice greeted me. Matt and Cal, and Mark and Aidan, were
double-fucking Brad and Bobby. I sat and watch in awe. I hoped like hell I
would not have to endure this as well that evening, and thankfully did not
have too. I did however contemplate trying this at a future date. Bobby and
Brad howled lustily.

As we left later, Matt announced that I had had enough "group therapy" for
the next week. The following day dad and Mark popped around to the Evans'
for a quick drink around eleven o'clock in the morning. I was doing house
chores and decided not to join them. I was in my dad's room dusting when I
noticed Aidan standing in the doorway. No words were exchanged. He simply
walked over to me and turned me around facing the window before pulling my
pants down. We had a clear view of Evans home and would easily spot anyone
approaching our house. He immediately entered me, and fucked me for twenty
minutes. I truthfully would have preferred Cal to Aidan after my experience
the previous evening. Cal was the one guy who had taken me to an entirely
different level. Before Aidan ejaculated, I turned and dropped to my
knees. He shot straight down my throat.

Our trio had a barbeque for lunch on Sunday. Matt was very skilled at
preparing meat on a fire. We ate and chilled in the house during the
afternoon. That night we had left-overs at around seven, before getting
into bed at around nine. There was no sexual action. I realized prior
dozing off that I had two more weeks of my summer vacation before starting
at my new school. On Monday and Tuesday nights, our trio went to bed after
dinner, and enjoyed sex. I was penetrated my both Matt and Mark on both
evenings. Their huge cocks were still a strain for me, but I knew I had to
get used to it. On Wednesday Mark and Aidan drove into town to visit a
friend at around ten thirty. They also dropped Bobby and Brad off at a
friend's birthday party on the way. Bobby and Brad would be collected at
six o'clock from that venue, before returning home.

Cal worked the graveyard shift at a warehouse as a security officer from
21h00 till 06h00, Mondays till Fridays. Unfortunately he seldom surfaced
before 15h00. I was hoping that I would be lucky today. I simply had to
have a repeat of Saturday night. At around eleven that morning, Jeth, our
thirty two year old neighbor arrived home. I was in the garden messing
around when he pulled up on his bike. We had never actually spoken before
that. As he got off the bike he lumbered over to the fence between our
houses, and asked if I was the "prodigal son". I smiled. Unfortunately I
then made the mistake of complementing him on his bike and was summoned
over for a lecture. After the lecture I was invited into his house for a
cold drink. "Invited" is perhaps the wrong word. Jeth I would come to learn
instructed rather than asked. Given his size, very few people would not
"obey".

I followed him into the house and was given a Coke, and he had a beer. We
sat in the lounge drinking our beverages. Out the blue he asked me if I was
also involved in the sex games at Cal's house. I feigned surprise but this
did not faze him. By now he was rubbing a huge bulge in front of his
well-worn jeans. He instructed me to close the front door. I was shitting
myself and did as commanded. I was then directed to stand in front of him,
and complied. He pulled my t-shirt off and dragged my shorts and underpants
down simultaneously. As I stood naked before him repeated his question
concerning the going-on at Cal's house. I fearfully nodded my head
affirmatively. He picked up my underpants and shoved them into my mouth
warning me not to remove them. He then pulled me over his lap and with both
my hands restrained in his left hand started striking me on the butt with
his right hand. Slaps and verbal abuse rained down on me for five
minutes. I was crying as he directed me to his room with his huge hand
around the back of my neck.

I was seated on the bed as he undressed before me. As he pulled his
underpants down my heart skipped a beat. His cock was like a long-tom beer
can with an enormous grapefruit stuck on the top of it. Below his cock, his
large balls looked like they belonged to a bull. He threw me onto the bed
on my stomach. Before mounting me he slapped my arse brutally a few more
times. He told me that he knew how to punish a fucking queer. He spat on my
arse and his prick before shoving his cock into me. I thought I was going
to pass out. As he thrust into me he held both my wrists in the air, on
either side of my body pulling me onto his cock lustily. He fucked me like
this for ten minutes.

He then lowered his huge body onto me, and I feared that I would suffocate
from his weight. As he pummeled my arse he placed his mouth to my ear and
told me that I was a dirty faggot, and that I was getting exactly what I
deserved. Moments later he lifted himself onto his arms and started coming
in my arse, while growling like a wounded animal. After he came, he kept
his cock in my arse. Soon I felt his piss flowing into me. Once he got off
me he told me to get dressed and fuck off. I could not leave quick enough.

Chapter Seven:

When I got back to our trailer, I showered and expelled Jeth's fluid from
my backside. I got onto the bed and lay there for a long time. I must have
drifted off to sleep for at least two hours. As I awoke Cal was standing
next to me. He dropped his shorts and got on the bed. He lifted my left leg
and slightly tilted my body to one side. He spat on his cock and entered my
arse. He fucked me rhythmically like this for a few minutes, before tilting
me the other way. After a while he moved me flat on my back, and pushed
both my legs in the air. The anal massage I was getting was driving me
crazy. Cal stopped trusting, and lowered himself onto me. I got a tonsil
and face wash for the next five minutes. Cal loved spit, and produced
copious amounts of it. His body smell was also very strong. I doubted if he
has showered since Saturday.

He again lifted his body and resumed thrusting. My body kept being turned
as the fucking continued. I was even turned onto my stomach and also tilted
from side to side. Every ten minutes the head washing would resume. After
half an hour I shot my first load without touching my cock. Cal licked the
come off me before he resumed slowly thrusting. He then lifted me into the
doggy position, and with his body at my side slid two of his long dirty
fingers into me. He worked his fingers in my arse, and as a third finger
entered my hole I shot a second load. He quickly shoved his dick back into
me, and started increasing his pace. As I sensed that he was getting close,
he pulled out of me. He turned me onto my back and got on top of me in a
sixty-nine position. His cock slid into my mouth and down my throat. His
curved cock functioned wonderfully in this position.

As he thrust down my throat his smelly balls danced over my nose and
eyes. He came down my throat minutes later. He lifted his body up, and
placed his rank crack on my face. I was told to clean his arse and
complied. After I finished he turned his body around and with his knees on
either side of me sat lightly on my chest. He then pushed his dirty
forefinger into his foreskin and twirled it around. The same finger was
then pushed into my nostrils. The smell was incredible. Cal now lay on his
back, and told me to finish cleaning him. I was directed to his left
stinking arm pit, and then the right one. Soon I lowered my face onto his
cock and balls, and gave them a clean. By the time I finished cleaning him
his cock was hard again. He pushed down on my stomach and mounted me
swiftly. This time he started thrusting manically. After five minutes he
came in me. Cal and I got up off the bed and put our shorts back on. Before
he left I got a lengthy tonsil and face wash with his long tongue.

An hour later my dad arrived home. When he walked through the door, I could
see a distinct bulge in his jeans. When I asked about his day, he said that
he had been horny all day, and needed to fuck me right away. We moved to
the bedroom immediately. I removed my shorts and got onto the bed on my
stomach while Matt undressed. Matt pushed straight into me without
pause. Thankfully I was well lubed with Cal's sperm. Matt pummeled me
mercilessly, and as he shot into me, Mark walked through the bedroom
door. Mark started undressing immediately and instructed me not to move. He
turned me onto my back, lifted my legs and hit home promptly. Mark did not
last long and soon blasted into me. After he finished he lay down next to
me on the bed. Matt joined us on the other side of me. Both guys started
kissing my face, and the three-way kissing session lasted about five
minutes.

It had been a hot day and both guys were very ripe. They lay back and
ordered me to clean them. I moved from arm pit to arm pit alternating
between the guys. Then their cocks and balls followed. Both foreskins were
also cleaned, and true to form Mark "out-cheesed" Matt. Both then turned
onto their stomachs, and the arse cleaning began. Again Mark was smellier
than Matt. After my work was completed we moved off the bed, and onto the
vinyl floor. In the doggy position Mark pissed down my throat as Matt
pissed in my arse. As the two guys moved through to the living room, I
headed for a shower. When I got to the living room both guys were drinking
and smoking as dinner was prepared. If I thought my Wednesday ordeal was
over, I was mistaken. That night both Matt and Mark fucked me one more
time.

Chapter Eight:

We would be having a barbeque at the Evans' on Saturday. We arrived around
five o'clock. We were all wearing shorts and sat around socializing. Matt
and Cal were in control of the meat. After half an hour we were all
surprised when Jeth approached and greeted us. He was invited to join in
and stay for dinner if he liked. He accepted happily. Later Jeth asked if
he was also invited to the after party. All the guys looked confused and
became guarded. Jeth started laughing and told us that he knew about the
weekend fuck parties. Then he embarrassed me my relating his encounter with
me earlier in the week. The tension in the air abated, and all the guys
relaxed. Cal informed him that it would be great to have him join us. Jeth
accepted without hesitation. Soon we were all eating the meal that Matt and
Cal had prepared.

Before we went inside Jeth excused himself, and walked to his home. He
returned minutes later also only wearing shorts. When we walked inside, the
gym mat was in place. We all removed our shorts after the door was
closed. Everyone was taken with Jeth's huge tattooed body and fat cock. Cal
broke the ice by ordering Brad to get onto the mat in the doggy
position. Cal took up position on the left side of Brad and opened a huge
jar of tube. He was soon applying lube to his right hand and arm. He lubed
up Brad's arse and started inserting his fingers one at a time. Soon his
entire hand entered Brad's arse. I was mesmerized! As he fisted Brad, Aidan
pushed Bobby down next to his dad and Brad, and followed suite. Soon Bobby
was also being fisted. Both Bobby and Brad were howling with pleasure as we
all stood around with hard-ons. Cal looked directly in my eyes as he was
fisting his son. I got the feeling I was being forewarned. He had a horny
evil sneer on his lips.

Jeth moved behind me and pulled me close to him. His hands caressed my body
as he grunted with delight at the visual feast that we were enjoying. I
could feel that huge cock head of his prodding into my back. By now Matt
and Mark had both kneeled in front of Bobby and Brad, pushing their cocks
into the howling mouths before them. Cal and Aidan were soon arms deep in
Brad and Bobby. Jeth was in horny overload as his pushed me onto the mat. I
begged him not to fist me. He smiled and told me not to worry as he was
only going to fuck me. Jeth then walked over to the lube jar, and returned
with a handful of lube which was rubbed on his cock and my arse. Jeth
entered my arse with his huge stomach hanging over my backside. I had
forgotten how thick his dick was and grunted as he plowed into me.

Before us Matt and Mark now replaced Cal and Aidan and lubed up their hands
and arms. Mark started working Bobby's arse, and Matt got busy with
Brad. Cal moved to Brad's mouth and started face-fucking him hard. Aidan
moved towards me, and pushed his cock into my mouth. As Jeth and Aidan spit
roasted me they sloppily kissed each other above my body. I felt drops of
spit spill onto my back. After a while, Aidan pulled out of my mouth and
lifted my body up, placing my arms around his neck. He moved into my body
while I was still being plowed by Jeth. Aidan started kissing me as Jeth
licked my ears.

Mark and Matt were well underway with their fisting. Bobby really howled
with the much larger hand Mark was forcing into him, and Brad's muffled
groans were also very loud. Jeth was also becoming rather exited, and soon
started discharging his cum into me. By the time Jeth, Aidan and I got up
from the mat, Mark and Matt had pulled their hands out of Brad and
Bobby. Brad and Bobby were soon lying flat on their stomachs and as their
arses got plowed by my father and brother. As we watched Cal moved over to
our trio and watched the show. Shortly afterwards Matt and Mark shot their
sperm into the boys. For the next while we all stood around chatting,
smoking and drinking.

Chapter Nine:

After our break Cal announced that Bobby, Brad and I should join him on the
mat. Brad was placed on his back, and I was instructed to squat over him on
my knees and impale myself on his cock. Bobby moved up behind me on his
knees, and started pushing his cock into me next to his brother's
dick. Having recently had Jeth up my arse, this development was not too
taxing. Brad and Bobby fucked me for about ten minutes before Bobby came
and moved off me. As the men cheered, Aidan replaced Bobby. I was really
starting to get into this scene. Not long after that Brad shot his load
into my backside. Cal now replaced Brad with his back on the mat. I impaled
myself onto Cal, and Aidan started inserting his cock up my arse next to
his dad's dick. With the two bigger Evans' cocks in me, the intensity level
started to rise. To the side I noticed that Jeth had placed Brad on his
back, and was plowing into him.

After five minutes Aidan started to release his semen into me and all over
his dad's balls. Mark now stepped up, and I started to panic. As I jumped
up he grabbed me and told me to calm down and trust him. He said if it hurt
too much he would stop. He lowered me onto Cal's cock, and very slowly
started inserting his cock right next to Cal's. I howled but Cal grabbed me
firmly against his chest and told Mark to get on with it. As Mark's
cockhead popped into me I started yelping. Soon Mark was rhythmically
thrusting as he pushed deeper and deeper into me. It was excruciating! My
arse started feeling slightly numb but I just accepted that I had to endure
this. Next to us Jeth was now on his back, with Brad on top of him, being
double fucked by my dad.

Mark soon came and pulled out of me. Cal immediately got out from under me
and instructed me to remain in the doggy position. Cal then moved to my
side. As he started apply lots of lube to his hand, my heart sank. I
started protesting and wanted to get up but he ordered Aidan to kneel
before me with my head between Aidan's thighs. Cal immediately inserted
three fingers. As he worked my arse a fourth finger was inserted into
me. With his hand open he started turning his hand in my arse to and
fro. He did this for a few minutes. As the pain started subsiding he added
his thumb and closed his open hand. Soon he started pushing into me. I was
in agony. Before I could protest, he suddenly brought his left hand down
violently and slapped my arse harder than I had ever been hit. The shock of
the slap was all he needed. My arse muscles gave, and his right hand
entered me completely. He kept his right hand stationary inside me for a
couple of minutes.

The intense pain finally started to diminish. Slowly he started opening and
closing his right hand inside me. The feeling started becoming less and
less disagreeable. Soon he closed his hand into a fist, and again started
turning his fist in my arse. It was slow and deliberate. Luckily he took it
easy on me, and only pushed his arm up into me about four inches. He did
not punch-fuck me, but merely turned his hand rather gently. I shot the
biggest load I had ever spewed in my life. It was absolutely fantastic. He
removed his hand from my backside, and everyone cheered when they saw my
smiling face once I was released from Aidan's thighs. I launched myself at
Cal and hugged and kissed him.

Chapter Ten:

The party broke up soon after, and we left for our respective homes. I
slept like a baby that night. For the next three days I would not have any
sex. I knew that Mark and Matt respected the enormity of what had happened
to me, and needed a break. The following day Jeth joined us for lunch. We
found out that he worked on oilrigs for a living. He would work a couple of
months a year on these rigs and earn huge money. He only needed two stints
on the rigs a year to live very comfortably. He told us that the trailer
suited him fine, but we all got the impression that he had plenty of money
in the bank. I had really started liking him. He mentioned to Matt over
lunch that he regretted that he had not gotten to have one-on-one time with
Matt's other son the previous evening. Mark smiled broadly at this
comment. That morning Mark had expressed the same regret to Matt and
me. Mark found Jeth very sexy.

Matt replied that there was no time like the present, and offered his
bedroom to Jeth and Mark. After dessert they departed for the bedroom. As
dad and I sat in the lounge playing cards, the sounds coming from the
bedroom were frenzied. It was clear that Mark was getting a verbal and
physical work-over of note. We were sure that the thick belt that Jeth was
wearing when he arrived was being put to good use in the bedroom. An hour
later Jeth and Mark joined dad and I in the lounge. Mark looked like the
cat that had just got all the cream. The guys had a few more beers and
smokes, before Jeth left for his home.

As we went to bed that evening, Mark's arse looked like it had been
tenderized by a butcher. Mark and I effectively had a week of our summer
vacation left. In seven days we would be returning to a new school. After
kissing Mark goodnight, we were in dreamland within five minutes. Three
days late on Wednesday morning Mark and I were milling around outside at
around twelve, when Jeth approached and asked if we wanted to join him for
a drive. He was going to get takeaways and head off to see some rig buddies
of his. We both agreed, and were soon heading off. We stopped at a KFC and
Jeth bought a shitload of chicken. Twenty minutes later we arrived at a
remote smallholding with a house that looked rather run down. En route he
told us that his twenty eight year old friend Austin had bought this place
recently, and was going to renovate it over the next year or so. Austin
also worked the rigs, and money was therefore not a problem.

As we got out the pickup, Austin met us at the front door. Both Mark and I
were gob-smacked by this good looking man. He was drop-dead stunning!
Austin stood about six foot two tall. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and had a
pair of long-shorts on that reach to below his knees. He had a full head of
chestnut brown hair that was tied in a ponytail, and extended halfway down
his back. He had no facial hair other than two sideburns that reached down
below his ears. He had slightly prominent top incisor teeth that gave him
the sexiest smile. His skin looked like it belonged to a baby, and was
flawless. He also had a cleft chin, and a magnificent torso. He wasn't a
gym bunny, but just a naturally proportioned Adonis. There was a light
dusting of hair on his chest, with a wicked garden path that was punctuated
by his shorts. His hands, feet and legs were total perfection. Above all he
had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were amber colored, with
a slight green tint. He had tattoos on his upper arms, and a dragon tattoo
on his back. I had never, ever, seen such a beautiful man!

We all hugged, and were invited in. The inside of the house was very
tasteful, and it was clear that he had started his internal renovations
first. The furniture was minimalistic and incredibly stylish. Soon after we
arrived Austin's twenty six year old friend "Snake", real name Graeme,
walked through from the back of the house. He joined us wearing only a pair
of boxer shorts. He was intimidating. His entire body was covered in
tattoos. Only his head, hands and feet were not covered in what were mostly
Celtic tattoos. Snake was about five foot ten and, and fairly stocky. He
was bald and had a tuft of hair about three inches long hanging off the end
of his chin. In contrast to Austin who was fair, Snake had a dark
complexion. His eyes were so dark brown that they almost appeared black.

His body was devoid of hair, except for his hairy arm pits. He was
apparently not naturally very hairy but still removed all body hair to show
off his "ink". His feet and hands were broad and very sexy. He was slightly
bandy and moved with authority. When we hugged, I got a whiff of his
pungent arm pits. As I studied him I realized that he was actually really
good looking after having been thrown initially by the tattoos. He was a
real alpha male. I asked him about his nickname, and without hesitation he
dropped his boxer's to the floor. He had a large thick uncut cock that had
been tattooed like a Burmese python. The tattoo extended from the tip of
his cock, before eventually coiling three times around his waist. The long
head of his hooded cock was also the same shape as a pythons head and was
thicker than the shaft. He had two bead implants on either side of the
"head" positioned where the snake's eyes would be.

Of particular fascination to me was the "snake's" tongue. He had a thin
black rubber thong that extended one and a half inches out of his piss
slit. He pulled his foreskin back over a very dark cock head, and lifted
his cock to show us where the "tongue" had been looped through a Prince
Albert hole under his piss slit. Needless to say, the "tongue" was forked
in the front. He had large balls that were studded with two lines of beads
and ran from either side of his dick, all the way round and to the back of
his scrotum. His package was incredible! He did not put his boxer's back
on, but merely bent down to pick them up. The shorts were placed on his
seat at the dining table when we all sat down for lunch. By now Mark, Jeth
and I had all removed our t-shirts as well. We enjoyed lunch while chatting
in general. I was fascinated with both Austin and Snake nipple piercings
that I studied throughout lunch.

Jeth asked Austin about the "play-pit", and was told that it had been
finished a week ago. I had no idea what they were talking about. After we
ate the guys smoked and had another beer. Austin then announced that it was
time to visit the play-pit. Before leaving the dining room we all
undressed, and placed our clothes on our chairs. Perfection never seemed to
cease where Austin was concerned. He had the most beautiful thick cut cock
I had ever seen. It was beautifully proportioned, and hung eight inches
soft. Although circumcised, it had ample skin. We descended the stairs to
the basement.

The room was about eight by eight metres large. In the middle two "slings"
hung from the ceiling side by side, about a metre apart. The entire floor
was covered by a thick rubber mat. In the back right corner there was a
tiled open shower of about two metres square. On the right hand side wall
there were shelves and hooks with every imaginable whip, strap, dildo and
butt plug you could ever need. In the left corner there was a two by one
metre well-padded ottoman that stood about three quarters of a metre
high. It was slightly away from the wall and covered in a leather type
material. To our left there were two adjustable wooden stocks erected side
by side. They stood about a metre away from the wall and a metre
apart. Each had a larger hole in the middle, with two small holes on either
side of that. In the two corners on either side of the door, there were two
one metre square cages. Next to the door there was a large glass door
refrigerator containing beer and bottled water. The lighting in the room
could be adjusted, and was promptly dimmed.

Chapter Eleven:

Mark and I were taken directly to the shower and made to kneel. The three
other guys now started pissing all over us and in our mouths. With the
"tongue", Snake's cock produced the most incredible spray. I was lucky
enough to receive the full benefit of this, as he was directly in front of
me. Once finished the three guys knelt and Mark and I pissed all over
them. According to Austin we now smelt like we were ready for sex. Mark was
taken over to one of the stocks by Jeth and Austin, which was adjusted
according to his height. Once Mark was secured, Jeth and Austin each
grabbed a strap and started striking his arse. Snake and I had followed to
watch the show. Mark's squealing accompanied the blows as they rained down
on his arse. Snake moved behind me and placed his arms around me. As he
kissed and licked my neck I felt the "tongue" prodding my back. After about
twenty blows, a very bright red arse presented itself before us. Austin
then moved behind Mark and started inserting his stiff ten inch wonder into
him. Jeth moved around the front of Mark and began face-fucking him.

Snake moved me over to one of the slings and place on my back. After
fastening my legs to the chains on either side, he adjusted the height of
the sling to his liking. He then bent over me and securing my head in his
hands, started kissing me. He had the sexiest smoky beer breath of any
person I had been kissed by so far. He took his time, and I was not about
to complain. After a while he lifted himself up and off me. Then he knelt
down and started rimming me. He was a master of this art. Once I was
lubricated the nine inch python struck. I felt the rubber thong and bead
eyes distinctly as he slithered into me. Once he got his rhythm going, he
started playing with his pierced nipples. The look on his face was one of
ecstasy. He did not quicken his pace, and every minute of so he would pull
his cock out completely, then wait a few seconds before reinserting the
python. I was in such a state of bliss, that when he eventually touched my
cock I shot wads of cum all over my stomach. He scooped up my mess and
started feeding me while continuing to slow fuck me.

Snake then grabbed my ankles and began to speed up his pace. Excitedly he
began to repeatedly pull his cock all the way out of me before inserting it
back into me. Soon he shot a substantial load all over my stomach. Again I
was fed by hand. He untied me, and as we walked over to the others Austin's
cock was being cleaned by Mark, while Jeth was fucking Mark's arse like
crazy. Jeth came soon after and Mark was released. We all walked to the
fridge and got ourselves drinks. As he would be driving later, Jeth joined
me with a bottle of water.

After our break Mark and I were place on the slings. Our feet were secured
and Jeth moved to my arse, as Snake moved to Mark's arse. As the fucking
commenced, Austin moved over to my head to face-fucked me. He was very
impressed that I could take his cock down my throat. After a while the guys
rotated. Austin now plowed into me with Jeth up Mark's arse, and Snake down
Mark's throat. For the finale, Snake face-fucked me while inserting a large
dildo up my arse. Austin plowed into Mark, while Mark got face-fucked by
Jeth. We all shot our loads ten minutes later. We had enjoyed our visit
very much and were told we would be welcome back at any time. We left for
home after final kisses and embraces. I really fancied Snake! When arrived
home at around three thirty, we enthusiastically thanked Jeth for the
outing before entering our house. Mark and I related our adventure of the
day to Matt, who remarked that he would really like to see the play-pit.

Being our final weekend Matt cancelled our Saturday get together with the
Evans', and instead took us to a steak house in town. We had a great
evening. I was enjoying my new life, and looking forward to my new
school. I thought of my mom from time to time, but having a progressive
personality did not dwell on that. She was gone and nothing could change
that fact. I did take solace in the fact that she had enjoyed me for close
to thirteen years. Having never known my dad, and not even known about my
brother, maybe it was fate that they should have their turn with me from
then on.

Chapter Twelve: (epilogue)

The next few years went by very quickly, as did my three years at college.
I had scenes with four guys at high school and two at college. None were
very noteworthy. I never brought any guys from school back to our place, as
my father had warned that he could be in a lot of trouble if word got out
about our home life. I understood and respected that. I kept up my good
grades at school and passed easily, and did the same at college.

We continued to party with the Evans' on weekend for the next eighteen
months. "Dirty" Cal always remained a great fuck. Sadly he lost his job and
they fell on hard times. The boys were all sent off to live with family
members as a result. Although dad helped as much as he could, Cal simply
left one day, and we never saw him again. Of the three boys only Brad did
okay for himself. The other two became drug addicts and jailbirds. When I
bumped into Brad many years later he had lost contact with both brothers
and had no idea about Cal's whereabouts.

Jeth continued to party with us over the next few years whenever he was
around. We were also visited Austin's place on several occasions with my
dad over the following couple of years. Dad really liked the play-pit!
Sadly I only saw Snake again once on one of those visits. He had gotten
involved in a relationship, and apparently his partner did not play
around. After Mark graduated high school he went to work with my dad in
construction, and ended up living next door with Jeth. They really hit it
off.

During my high school and college year's dad, Mark and I had sex
regularly. It was always fulfilling and enjoyable. We really loved one
another. On some nights no sex was involved, and we would simply cuddle. I
never grew as tall as dad and Mark, and only reached 5'10" fully grown.
Sadly my cock also did not match theirs, but I eventually had a respectable
eight incher.

Yesterday I bumped into Snake. We chatted for an hour. Sadly the
relationship he was in had come to end about six months before. As we were
heading our separate ways, he asked me out on a date!