Date: Thu, 7 Dec 2017 23:38:13 +0700 From: Mike McAlister Subject: My Daddy is a Nashville Fireman Chapter 3 In this chapter, we catch up with Garth and his family as they sell the farm and prepare to move from Spring Hill to Nashville. If you are offended by man on man sex, incest or even thoughts of incest, underage consensual sex or any themes of young muscular men fucking older muscular men, or if you are too young for adult stories, you caught the wrong bus. Get off the bus now. Before we drop back into the story, I've been asked to remind you that reading the Nifty stories is free to the reader. However, the operation of Nifty is not free. Please make a donation. Even five bucks a story is cheaper than what you can buy at your gayborhood book store. Find the "Donate" icon and follow the directions. Easy peasey. It doesn't hurt at all, so cough it up, guys. This story is total fantasy. As far as I know, it's never happened. It is also fantasy in this story that HIV and other STD do not exist. But this is real life and these diseases do exist. So wrap it up. Don't be stupid. Chapter 3 Pop-Pop drove Mingy and me back to the Holiday Inn and I immediately put on my Speedo to go swim. I wasn't interested in their conversation about the house and the financing and all the other blah, blah, blah plans for the house. "Don't you have another pair of swim trunks to wear? That was Mingy as I was headed out the door to the pool. "No, why?" "Well, you need a pair that's not so, so," she struggled "Revealing". "Mingy, these are the swim team trunks from school." "Well, they are just about obscene." "That's because my pee-pee is so big. I can't do anything about it. Anyway, it impresses people." I said, as I closed the door. It was a hot August day, in the mid-nineties, and the water felt so good that I swam easy laps for 30 minutes. When I finished I got out of the pool to dry off and there was good ole Jeff sitting on the chaise next to my chaise. We were the only ones by the pool so Jeff got straight to the point. "Are you up for some more fun and games back in my room?" "Hell yeah" "You head out and I'll catch up with you." I got to the room before Todd did and had to wait for him. I was leaning against the wall next to his door. "What took you so long? I thought you had changed your mind." "Oh no, I wouldn't do that. My wife called wanting to know when I would be home. I had planned to go home tonight but as I told her, something had come up that I needed to take care of." He winked at me. Todd asked, "How much time do you have?" "Dad won't be here until after six and my grandparents are taking a nap." "Good. No need to rush then." As soon as he opened the door, I went in and pulled off the Speedo and hung it over the shower rod. When I came out of the bathroom, I was stroking myself to a hard full size. Todd was already out of all his clothes and was pulling the bed covers down to the foot of the bed. "Todd, what do you want me to do other than fuck you senseless?" "Do you kiss? Some guys don't" "Yeah, I like to kiss and suck and lick and bite but not hard." "Are you a good kisser?" "I've been told that I am and I don't like to argue. So yeah." "Start by proving it, Big Guy." I stepped closer as I reached my arms around him. Both of us were raging hard. My thick 8 and a half was pointing due north as was his thick six and a half. Being about the same height, both cocks were trapped together as our hips met. His hands went to my shoulders. Todd opened his mouth for me but I didn't go in for the kiss. Instead, I licked his lips as I circled his mouth with the tip of my tongue and then nibbled his lower lip. Then I kissed him. He moaned. With my tongue in his mouth, he started sucking on it like he would my cock in just a few minutes. We stopped long enough to move up on the bed, me on my back. He got up between my legs and laid down on my stomach to continue kissing. "You kiss like your dad." I froze. "What did you say?" "I said that you kiss like your dad." "What are you talking about?" By this time, the passion had completely gone cold. "Your dad didn't tell you that we hooked up last night after dinner?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You and my dad hooked up after dinner last night?" The tapes of last night started playing in my head. When we left the hotel restaurant, dad cut off from us as we walked back to our room. Where did dad go? Yeah. He went into the lounge. "Yes. We hooked up. He came into the lounge, ordered a beer and joined me at my table. I thought you knew. He asked me, "How was it with Garth this afternoon?" I assumed that you had told him about our little party. That scared the shit out of me. I thought I was dead meat when he asked me that. But, he wasn't mad at all. He wanted details of what we did. He seemed to like hearing what we did. If you didn't tell him, how did he know?" "He didn't. He guessed and you told him." "Yeah, and then he asked if I was interested in Part II of the McIntyre duo." By this time I am sitting on the side of the bed. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. All this time, I had thought my dad was straight as an arrow. My life had just slowed to slow-motion but my mind was going 500 miles an hour. Why had dad sought out Todd in the lounge? He saw Todd''s ass as Todd left our table in the restaurant. He figured out what had happened with Todd and me. "So I guess you said yes to Dad's offer?" "Well, hell yes. There is not a hotter man in Nashville than your dad. He is a huge mountain of hair and muscle and a fire fighter to boot. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. Ungodly handsome and sexy men, son and father both. And then when I saw his cock. God, I've never seen a cock that size on a man up close and personal. In porn movies, yes, but not one going into my ass. It took him at least 30 minutes to get it all in. My ass was burning like he was pouring Tabasco sauce in my hole. He got it all in, but he had to re-arranged all my internal organs with that monster cock of his to do it. God, he fucked me hard. Actually, I am concerned that I may not be ready for Part III. I am still sore from the pounding he gave me." "But you want to go for it anyway." "Hell, yes. I may never have this chance again. When I was in college, I lost a bet and was gang banged by six of my fraternity brothers. That was hot as fuck but not as hot as this. Father and son in one 24-hour period. And both of you with huge cocks. I don't care how much I hurt when I drive home tomorrow." Thinking about my dad having his cock in Todd's hole got me hard again. Initially, I had gone soft from the shock when he told me about dad. But now I was so hard my cock was curving up to kissing my navel. I was already dripping pre. I reached over to the table and got the lube and squirted it on my cock and lay back. I pointed at my shiny cock and told Todd. "Sit on it". He knee walked over to me on his king-size bed, straddled my hips, aimed my cock at his hole and ever so slowly sank my eight and a half into him. His eyes bugged out at the penetration. He bit his lip, leaned over me with his hands on my chest and stopped half-way down. "I'm not sure I can do this." "Sure you can, Todd. Go slow. Here, put some more lube in your hole. I'm not going to move until you're ready. But when you give the nod, I am going to fuck your brains out." And I did. Three times. I stayed hard after each cum and didn't pull out of his ass. After the third time I came and the second time for Todd, he asked me to check his hole to make sure he wasn't bleeding. "Nope. No blood but your pucker sure is swollen and red, though. What you are feeling leaking out is my cum. Is that my dad's cum, too?" "Yeah, I guess so." I don't know what prompted me to do what I did, but I stood up out of bed, pulled Todd up to the doggie position and felched his ass. I sucked out all the cum I could get and gave him one last lick across his swollen and gaping hole. All he could do at this point, was moan. He collapsed back on the bed, face down. By the time I got my swim suit on, Todd was asleep. I let myself out. The clock in the lobby said it was five o'clock. Dad would be back by 6:30 to go to dinner. But, I had to think about this. The pool area has cleared out except for three guys a little older than I am, standing in the shallow end with beer cans talking. I couldn't hear what they were saying but they kept glancing at me. I didn't pay any attention to them. I was thinking about my dad fucking Todd. Never in my wildest imagination would I have ever thought of my dad fucking another man. According to Todd, he fucked his brains out, too. Then, I started feeling anger. I thought that I knew my dad, but I didn't know him at all. All this time we had been closer than any father and son I knew. But, I didn't know any of this. I didn't even suspect it. How am I going to look dad in the eye now that I know this? A lightening bolt of a thought hit me. "Is dad gay?" I actually asked it out loud. Was fucking Todd a revenge fuck for fooling around with me. A punishment? Or was he turned on by knowing that he was following me with Todd? This was too much to think about. I picked up my towel and started back to our room. "You're not leaving are you? The tallest, best looking and built of the three spoke up. "We were just going to see if you want to hang out with us. We have brews and buds back in the room, if you're interested." "Sounds nice but I need to get ready for a family dinner. But I appreciate the offer." "My name is Todd." He walked in the water to the edge of the pool and extended his hand. I squatted down to take his hand. He was looking at my crotch and I smiled and cupped my cock and balls and squeezed with my left hand so that he could see my obscene bulge. I started to chub up. "I'm Garth". Shaking his hand. "I have a friend who is staying here, too, named Todd. An older guy. Actually, a friend of my dad." "Hey, I need to get moving. I need to clean up and be ready to go when my dad gets here for dinner. Pop-Pop and Mingy were just waking up from their nap when I opened the door. "Mildred, I think we slept the afternoon away. What time is it Garth? "About 5:30 but we don't have an appointment. Dad will be here around 6:30 and he can wait if we are not ready. Don't strip any gears getting ready. I'm certainly not." "What's with the tone in your voice? Who pulled you through a knothole? I didn't answer him. I was afraid my voice would crack if I said anything else. I got a clean pair of shorts and closed the bathroom door behind me. Then I thought. "Do either one of you need to use the bathroom before I start my shower? "Yes, Son, I do. Thank you for asking." "No problem, Pop-Pop. I'm not in a rush." I sat on the edge of my bed and fell backwards. I lay there with my right arm over my eyes imagining Dad fucking Todd. I started to chub up. I rolled over so that Mingy wouldn't see it. She sat down on my bed next to me with a bottle of aloe in hand to rub on my sunburn but there wasn't any sunburn. "Why isn't your back red? Is your summer tan so strong that you don't burn after a few hours?" "Yes, that and sun block, I guess." I was still laying with my face in the bed. "Who put it on for you?" "Some old lady." "How old?" "She said she is 35." "What? Who is she?" "I don't know. Some lady from Atlanta. She was afraid I would burn so she put it all over my back, shoulders and legs. Then she told me to turn over. She was rubbing my chest and all the front of me. Then she started chewing on my nipples which nearly drove me crazy. She wanted me to go back to her room with her." Mingy jumped up, practically screaming. Why did you let her do that? "It felt good, Mingy." "Oh my god. I'm calling the police." "Why are you calling the police, Mildred?" "Garth was nearly raped up by the pool by some whore from Atlanta. "Mingy, I was kidding. J-O-K-I-N-G. It never happened. I was pulling your leg, I swear. It never happened. But I wish it had." "Oh Garth, I ought to take a switch to you." With that she disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me laughing my ass off and Pop-Pop just looking puzzled. A few minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom with instructions. "Time for your shower, Garth. Get moving." She was still pissed at me. "I'm sorry, Mingy." "Don't hug on me and do not try to kiss me. It doesn't work with your grandfather and it doesn't work with your daddy and it's certainly not going to work with you. Get in the shower. And don't waste any time doing what you like to do. Your daddy will be here in a little bit. I'm hungry and ready for dinner." "Jeez, I can tell." When I opened the door after my shower Dad and his friend were sitting at the table by the window. Dad introduced Gene to me again. "Yes, I remember. You are going to be our next door neighbor." Gene smiled as he shook my hand, "It looks that way." "Our offer was not accepted, and they countered with $400,000, which we accepted, contingent on closing on the farm. Also, Dad's lawyer got a letter from the attorney from the folks that want to buy the farm and they want to proceed as soon as possible. Looks like they want to close next week and take possession one month from the closing. Looks like it's actually going to happen. Are you still ok with it, Garth?" "Yes and no. More yes than no." "Son, it will be better when we start getting our lives back in order and when we can be a real family again. Pop-pop called Margaret Jane this afternoon and she and BobbyMac are coming up for the closing since she is one of the three owners of the farm. You see it's about the taxes that Dad and Mother have put the farm in all three names." "Dad. TMI," I said raising my hands. "Is LauraBeth and Uncle David coming, too?" "No, David is taking LauraBeth down to Austin to get her enrolled in this last session of summer school so that she can get a couple of classes out of the way that are required." "Good." "Garth, she is a sweet girl and the only girl cousin that you have," corrected Mingy. "That may be but she is a pain in the butt." I started to say ass. She always follows and pesters the crap out of BobbyMac and me. No matter where we went, there she was. She wanted to do everything we did." Dad reminded me,"Well she seemed to keep up with you two pretty well. If I remember right she could throw a baseball harder, ride a horse better and run faster." "Not me, she couldn't." "No, I meant BobbyMac. Gene, let's go over to the lounge and wait for them to get ready. Y'all come get us when you are ready to go. Oh, where do you want to eat?" "Not the dinning room or the Cracker Barrel" I piped up quickly. Even though Todd was out of it, I didn't want to risk running into him, again. "What are you hungry for?" "Mexican." Gene suggested St Anejo in the Gulch. "Yeah, that's excellent. That cold front that's going through will make it pleasant on the patio," Dad smiled. "St Anejo it is." Mingy and Pop-Pop were already dressed to go, of course, so the four of them left together. Before Dad closed the door he looked back at me and said, "Don't lollygag, Son." "OK, I'll be right there." The whole time after I came out of the bathroom I was watching Gene. He had to be the most handsome man I had ever seen. But the size of him was unbelievable. He must have had a 50-inch chest and at least 20-inch arms on a 6-2 frame. Jesus he was something else. I changed to my white silk basketball shorts, commando, of course, and a very tight black v-neck tee. Plus my soccer slides. I was ready to rock the world. Gene drove his Tahoe to have room for all of us. We were only five people but with Gene at 6-2, Dad at 6-6, Pop-Pop at 6-4 and me the runt at 6-0 we needed the extra room for Mingy. I got the far back seat to myself. I heard one valet parkers ask another as we piled out of the Tahoe, "Are these guys Titan players?" The other answered, "I wish." As we climbed the steps to the patio entrance Dad and Gene led the way, I followed with Mingy and Pop-Pop bringing up the rear. At the top of the steps all conversations stopped. On the patio to our right were about 100 people at tables. There was total silence like Garth Brooks had just arrived. Men and women alike stopped what they were doing, talking or eating, to stare at us. There was silence for about five seconds. Everything then resumed but many still kept a discreet eye on us. "Hello, Cindy. How's your Mom? How did the surgery go? "Oh, James, thank you for asking. It was the best outcome. She is home and goes back to work next week. The biopsy was negative. I was so scared. "I know you must have been. I'm glad it turned out well." Dad paused to look around. "Hon, we don't have a reservation, can you make room for us." I think so. Do you mind sitting here on the patio? I've got a six-top right over here. She led us to a round table in the middle of all the tables with a sign on it that said "reserved" which she removed. We pulled out chairs. Gene sat next to me on my left with Dad on his other side and Mingy on Dad's left and Pop-Pop on her left and my right. The server showed up immediately with iced water and menus. A handsome well-built guy, younger than 30, at the next table over kept scoping us out. He was with a woman who was either a date or a wife. She had her face in her cell phone and didn't notice that he was not paying any attention to her. He and I smiled at each other. "I'm drinking Coke when he comes back," I announced as I got up. Dad looked at my crotch. I was not hard so he saw only my usual bulge. He looked around but didn't see the dude who was scoping me out. He nodded ok and I left to find the men's room. There were three urinals, one handicapped shitter and a regular one. The two sinks were on this side of the divider from the urinals. I went to the one closest to the wall and waited. A few minutes later, the dude showed up and took the middle urinal. I had stroked to a good hard on and the dude looked down at it and was obviously impressed. He pulled out his and started stroking. It was nice but not impressive. Then Gene walked in and took the urinal next to the divider. All three of us at the urinals and no one was pissing. Gene looked around the dude in the middle at me and asked, "So Garth, are you looking forward to starting the 10th grade next month?" The dude whipped his head around to look me in the eye. I faked a smile and shrugged. Dude put his quickly going limp dick back in his pants, zipped up and left the men's room. Gene did the same but stopped to wash his hands. He headed for the door. I said, "You forgot to piss." Before the door closed, he said "So did you." When I got back to the table, the dude and his wife/girlfriend had paid their tab and were going down the steps to the street. I watched to see if he looked back. He didn't. I looked at Gene before I sat down. He was straightening the knife and forks at his plate and smiling to himself. I wondered if he knew my dad is a butt fucker. I wondered if my dad was butt fucking Gene. Dad had ordered for me my favorite Mexican meal, fajitas with chicken, beef and shrimp. I ate a whole basket of chips and salsa by myself while we waited for the food to come out. Dad had ordered a pitcher of margaritas that he and Mingy and Pop-Pop were enjoying while Gene and I had Diet Coke and Coke. While we were waiting Pop-Pop asked how Dad and Gene had met. Dad said," When I got hired on and after I finished initial training, Gene was made my mentor. He taught me the finer points of being a firefighter and EMT after I finished medical training. It was his job to keep me from getting killed." "Oh, JimBill, don't talk like that." That came from Mingy. Pop-Pop said, "Looks like you have done a fine job." "Yeah, Dad we've got each other's backs now." "Our work schedules and assignments were synchronized, so for the first year we were together constantly. Gene even got me into weight training with him. Of course, I will never look like he does but he does keep me in good condition." Our food came and that pretty much stopped the conversation. I finished first, as I always do, so I continued the questioning, "Do you compete in body building competitions?" "Come on, Garth, let him finish his dinner." "It's ok, James. I'm about finished. Yes, I do compete in aesthetic or classic competitions, Garth. We are the old class of body builders. We don't go for the monster sizes, but rather the classic look of symmetry in all things. Of course, we want size but nothing out of proportion. Like calves should be same size as my bis and tris--my guns." "What size are your arms?" "Since I am 6-2, I can carry 20-inch arms as well as calves and still be in proportion. As Gene talked to me, Dad, Mingy and Pop-Pop started their own conversation about Aunt Margaret Jane and BobbyMac flying in Sunday. "So, Garth, are you interested in body building?" "Oh yeah. God I'd love to be built like you. That would be so hot." "You've certainly got the genetics for it, probably better than mine. I was a scrawny kid when I was your age. You have far more to start out with than I did. "If you really are interested, I'd like to be your personal trainer." "Really? Where do you work out?" "I work out at the station but I have a full gym set up in my garage. We're a busy station so I do most of my training at home. We can work out together there." I was so excited at that prospect, I started to chub up. Gene looked down at my crotch just as I adjusted my cock. He smiled and said that we needed to stop talking about it because we were going to be leaving in a few minutes, that I needed to calm down before we walked out. I blushed and started to listen to Dad's conversation. They were talking about documents and signatures and notaries. I went limp very quickly. On Sunday morning Dad picked up Aunt Margaret Jane and BobbyMac at the airport and drove down to Spring Hill. BobbyMac and I took his bag up to my room where he would be sleeping with me. We put on a video game and turned up the volume. He pulled my basketball shorts down and immediately went for my cock. "God, Garth, you are still growing. You are a lot thicker than last time." "Really? That's good to know. I want to be huge when I get grown up" "Yeah you are 15, right?" I nodded. "I'm 22 and I think I have quit growing. I'm still putting on weight from drinking too much beer at the frat parties but I think I am stuck at 5-10 and that is as tall as I am going to get and my cock is still the same size it was when I was a freshman. So you've got maybe three more years of growing. Eat plenty of protein and start weight training. Weight training stimulates your body to produce HGH, human growth hormone. Do you want to start by eating some of my protein?" I laughed. I had never sucked cock but I wanted to, but it had to be with someone I could trust. I thought about sucking BobbyMac and liked the idea. "I have never sucked anyone but I'll suck you. Pull 'em down." He pulled his shorts off and got up on the bed on his back. He was stroking his rapidly growing hard-on. I pulled my shorts off and climbed up between his hairy legs. I rubbed my hand up his left quad to his balls. "Do you shave your balls? They are as smooth as a baby's butt." "No, I use a lotion that takes the hair off. Guys that suck me off like hairless balls because they don't like hairs getting caught in their teeth." "I never thought about that since I've never sucked a cock." "If you don't quit talking you never will. Get on it." I took a hold of his now hard as steel cock at the base of his thick 7 inches. He had started to ooze pre. I licked him like I had a dripping ice cream cone, up the side and to the top to catch the pre. He tasted sweet but not as sweet as an ice cream. But it wasn't salty like I thought it would be. He moaned. "I've been thinking about you and this ever since Mom asked me to come with her. Well, I didn't think about you sucking me, since you never have. Oh watch your teeth. Cover them with your lips. Yeah like that. Oh god, you are a natural. See if you can deep throat me." Both BobbyMac and I are cut. So I didn't get the opportunity to suck or chew on a foreskin which I have thought about a lot, wondering if it really does taste different. But this with BobbyMac was still different. The spongy head was what I wasn't expecting. I had never thought about what that would feel like in my mouth. I really liked sucking on him. It was kind of comforting in a strange way. And I liked knowing that I was making him feel good. But I gagged when I went to deep throat. I wanted to so much, I think I went too fast. "Here try this, Garth. Fold your thumb over to the base of your pinky with your four fingers straight. Then fold your four fingers over your thumb. Every time you try to go deep squeeze your fist. It has always worked for me. I've done it enough times, I don't have to do it anymore unless I am sucking a monster cock, like yours.Try it and go slow this time." I did like he said and I went down on him, this time slowly. I squeezed my fist and I kept going until I had my nose in his pubes. Damn I actually did it. I could feel his cock in my throat. I swallowed around his cock, massaging it. He got real vocal then saying oh god, oh god, oh god over and over. Then he shot right down my throat. I pulled back and just had his cock head in my mouth as it continued to spurt. My mouth filled up with his warm spunk. I could taste and smell bleach. I became addicted to that taste and smell at that point in time. "Oh fuck, Garth. That was incredible. Did you like it?" "Yeah it was cool. Yeah I like the syrupy feel of your cum and the salty sweet taste with the bleach taste. Yeah I liked it." "And you swallowed it all. Not many guys like to do that." "Well, I like it when guys swallow mine. I don't like to see guys spit out my cum." "Yeah it's like disrespectful to spit out a guy's cum. Give me a couple of minutes to rest up and we can go again, but sixty-nine this time. I'm getting hot and sweaty, I'm going to get nekkid. Hey do you know the difference between naked and nekkid? Naked is when you don't have any clothes on and nekkid is when you don't have any clothes on and you are up to something. So I am getting nekkid and I am going to get up to your cock." "BobbyMac, you need to see the house we are moving to in Nashville. It's kind of like this house but bigger. And it has a swimming pool with a very high fence around it. I will find a way to skinny dip. I want to swim nekkid." "You better not let Grandmother catch you. I don't think Pops would mind, but she would tan your hide. Man, she can swing a mean switch." "That sounds so strange. I have never heard anyone calling their grandmother, Grandmother." "Yeah, I remember when you tried to say grandmother and it came out Mingy. Now that is strange. But everyone thought it was cute so then they encourage you to keep calling her that." "Seems natural to me." I reached over to stroke BobbyMac to get him hard again because I needed to get off. I had only cum once today in the shower. He boned up real quick. I flipped around and grabbed him again as he took mine. "Damn, Boy, you have grown." As he held his index finger up to the head of my cock. "Your cock head is as wide as the first two digits of my finger. Two inches across? I'm not sure I want you fucking me this trip." "You've taken it plenty of times before. A little bit more won't hurt." "Easy for you to say." We got started and I was doing the fist thing to get his cock into my throat when the door opened. Dad cleared his throat. BobbyMac and I froze. Neither one of us dared to move or look. "Supper will be ready in about 30 minutes, guys. That is if you haven't spoiled your dinner with your snacks this afternoon." He closed the door and I could hear him going down the stairs. "Jesus Christ. You didn't lock the door? You idiot." "You're not going to stop are you?" "Are you kidding me? Uncle JimBill walked in and caught us sucking each other off. I'll never be able to get hard again for the rest of my life." "Oh I bet you will. Stop getting so hysterical. Did he sound mad? No. Did he sound like he had just walked in on us playing a video game? Yes. No big deal to him, so don't you make a big deal out of it. OK?" "Damn. Yeah. He was cool. What's up with that shit?" "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." "Probably not, but try me." "Later. Right now, I have got to get off. I haven't cum but once and that was this morning. I'm getting blue balls while you try to calm yourself the fuck down. Come on get on it. I'll cum real quick. I promise." I took hold of BobbyMac's limp dick and tried to resurrect it with my mouth but nothing was happening. "BobbyMac think of sucking my dad's dick. His is as big soft as mine is hard. Get a visual of that." I guess he did because his cock started to inflate like a swimming pool raft. I was giving him the best I had as he was working a miracle on me. We came about the same time but with my first shots before his. He started choking and coughing, which caused him to pull his cock out of my mouth. He was shooting all over my face and chest like a lose fire hose. I finally caught it and got it back in my mouth for the last oozing dribbles. Yep. I definitely loved BobbyMac's jizz. "Well my guess is that you think my dad is hot." "Ahwh that's gross. He's my uncle. That would be incest." "And I'm your cousin. What do you think this is, Numb Nuts? Come on, I need to shower and get cleaned up." At dinner, Dad said that our lawyer had called this afternoon and told Pop-Pop that the attorneys for the buyers had flown in to Murfreesboro last night from Detroit on their corporate jet. They want to meet tomorrow morning to close the deal. "Do you two want to go with us." The immediate response, in unison, of "No" greeted that question. "Ok. We'll be gone most of the day so you will be on your own for lunch." Mingy told us there was plenty to eat for sandwiches. "There's chicken salad, tuna salad and ham salad in the refrigerator. And chips in the pantry. Plenty of Cokes in there, too. You won't starve before we get back." "Mom, I think they will be all right. Garth can sniff out food when nobody else can." "Dad, will it be ok for Tommy Thompson to come over?" "I don't see why not. Dad, is that ok with you?" "Good idea, an extra pair of hands will help. Garth, I want you three to go up in the hay loft and bring down all the hay bales. I want to sell them before we move. JimBill, I want to drive in to Murfreesboro tomorrow, too. I want to stop at the newspaper to put an ad in about the "Quitting Farming Sale" that I'm going to have in two weeks out here on the front pasture. Before we get home, I also want to stop by the radio station and talk to Bud Diggs to get him to start talking about the sale on his Morning Coffee Show. Do you know any reason why I can't talk about what we are doing since we will have closed on the deal by then?" "Don't see why not." Aunt Margaret Jane joined in, "Dad, don't worry about spilling the beans. By this time tomorrow night, everyone in the country will know about the sale. It's been rumored for over a year. This auto assembly plant is going to be the first one built by a Detroit auto maker outside of Michigan. It's going to be a new car line that no one has ever heard about. Rumor has it that it's going to be called Saturn. This is history in the making. Every major news station will be talking about it. Dad, you and Mother will probably be giving interviews on national television." "Not me, I won't. Herbert, that's your job." "I doubt there is going to be any interviewing. All I am is a Tennessee farmer selling my Tennessee farm." "To the biggest corporation in America," Dad finished Pop-Pop's sentence. "Mingy, may we be excused?" "Yes, Garth. You and BobbyMac are excused." "Son, don't you and BobbyMac want to help with the clean up?" "You and I have the clean up, Big Guy. Just like when we were kids. BobbyMac and Garth, you go on. JimBill, you start clearing the table and I'll run the dish water. I wash and you dry." "Yes, mam." "Let's go before someone else thinks up something for us to do." That was me that said that. When we got out the back door and heading to the barn, I said, "Last one to the barn sucks cock." and took off running. But BobbyMac didn't start running. I walked back to him, "Why didn't you want to race?" "One, I can't beat you in a foot race and two, I want to suck your cock." We walked together a few steps when BobbyMac caught me behind my right ankle with his left foot and shoved me backwards. I landed on my ass and he was already a quarter the way running to the barn before I realized what the fucker had done. By the time I got up and running he was half way to the barn. The barn doors were open and he ran in with me just one step behind him. He was breathing hard but took the Karate Kid pose standing on one leg with both arms above his head pointing to his crotch, "Get on it, fucker." I shoved him backwards into a pile of hay and jumped on him. I pulled his basketball shorts down with his Calvin Kleins and went for his cock. He got hard in my mouth. I loved it. I got my hands under his upper legs and rolled him up, licking his crack and hole. Then his balls and taint. He was going crazy squirming around. I stood up and pulled down my shorts. Garth Junior sprang up pointing up to the hayloft. "Hun ugh. Not here. Let's go up in the hayloft. Somebody might walk in, like Uncle JimBill or Grandfather. I've had one near death experience already today. Don't want another." Up in the loft, I climbed over several hay bales to the back wall where I had hidden a jar of Tender Teat. Cream we put on milk cows udders in the winter to prevent them from getting chapped. I mean when we use to have milk cows. Cows don't like getting milked when their udders are sore. Don't blame them much. "This is my jack off cream. Try it." BobbyMac stuck two fingers in the jar and pulled out enough to smear on his dick and started to stroke himself. "Oh sweet. That is nice. What's it taste like." "It has no taste. Can't have the taste contaminating the milk." "What am I jacking for? I beat you to the barn. Now get on it cocksucker." "You cheated." "You fell down, Clumsy." "Which would you rather have? A blowjob or good hard fucking?" "Both. Get on it." I crawled up between his legs and started again rolling him up on his shoulders. I licked his taint that started his moaning. Then I washed each of his balls. Sucking each one into my mouth. His balls were too big to get both at the same time. I released his legs and lay between them. I took his nice 7 inch cock in my right hand and pulled it up from his abs so that I could get to the base of it. His pre was running down the underside and I licked it up to the piss slit. The moaning was getting louder and I remember I thought how sweet it was to hear. "Ok, BobbyMac, now for the Magic Moment you have been waiting for. Do you have any last words?" "Just do it, Shit Stain." I used two fingers to dip out enough Tender Teat to smear on his butt hole. I pushed in one finger and he moaned in pleasure. My cousin has been fucked enough times that one finger is just a simple pleasure. So, then I put in two fingers, just another pleasured moan. The third finger got an "ungh" out of him but soon he was moaning again. "Ok, BobbyMac, I am going to put four fingers in to get you opened up. I am going to finger fuck you with four fingers so you will be more ready for Garth, Junior. You won't be completely ready but it won't hurt but for just a minute." I lined up with his hole and just leaned up to just place my cock against his hole. "Ok, start doing your Kegels to pull me in. Yeah, that's right. Keep going. Yeah, a little more and I will be in. Ok looks like I am going to have to push a little bit after all. Keep going. Keep working those butt hole muscles." I put a little pressure on his hole and then I was in, just the head, the easy part. Even though I have a large mushroom head, the rest of my cock just gets thicker all the way to the base. He started with the oh gods as I slowly pushed in. He stopped me with his hands on my quads several times. One time I reloaded my cock with Tender Teat and started into him again. I finally bottomed out and stopped for him to get use to me. Pretty soon after some deep breathing, he started squeezing on my cock with his ass muscles. He nodded to signal I could start fucking. I pulled out slowly and pushed back in. That got a pleasure moan out of him. "Don't fuck me hard. I can usually take a hard pounding but not with your fence post up my ass. Go easy." "Ok, easy does it." It was a slow easy fuck. Almost like making love. My focus was on pleasing him. 'Course it felt good for me, too. I'm just use to pounding away, which makes me cum faster. This was nice, too. I lasted longer which made my eventual orgasm even better. This was something I wanted to remember. When BobbyMac came, his butt hole constrictions set me off, too. I started to pull out and he told me, "No stay in. You fill me up like no one ever has. It's nice." So we lay together letting the peace of the moment wash over us. After awhile, I went limp and eased out. I rolled over off of him and the both of us just lay there looking up at the rafters of the roof of the barn. BobbyMac spoke first. "This is probably be the last time we fuck up here. How long has it been since the first time you fucked me?" I thought back. "It was the summer after 6th grade. I had just turned 12 so you were what 19? Only three years ago? Seems like we have been fucking forever." "Yeah. You were as tall as I was and our cocks were about the same size. Now you are two inches taller than I am and your cock has become a monster. I'm not sure I can take any more growth of your cock." "Aw now, don't talk like that. Sure you will. Some guys can even take a fist up their ass." "I don't care what some guys can do. I don't want you turning my butt hole into a raggidy kitty. I don't want to be wearing diapers before I am 30. I can still feel my hole gaping open." "You'll be all right. Come on let's go back inside. Sunday Night Football is on." "No wait. You were going to tell me something I wouldn't believe when Uncle JimBill walked in on us before dinner. What was it?" "Nah. I'm out of the mood. I'll tell you another time." BobbyMac just looked at me, thinking. "Ok I have one for you. Do you know why LauraBeth didn't come on this trip?" "Because Uncle David had to take her to Austin for some early classes or something." "Nope. Well, that's what Mother and Dad think. But I know the truth" "Ok know it all fucker. What?" "LauraBeth has a girlfriend who is a sophomore going to summer school and they are going to shack up 'til school starts." "Aw no shit? LauraBeth is a carpet muncher?" "Yeppers. She's queer as I am. And Dad, too." "Uncle David? How do you know that?" "When he fucked me on my 18th birthday, it pretty much convinced me. That's it? What did he say?" "He did say? He asked me, "This wasn't your first time, was it? That was it. We fucked all that summer before I left for Austin. It completely changed our relationship. Now we could not be closer, where we never were before." "Now, Garth, what would I not believe?" "My dad is a butt fucker, too." "No shit? What makes you think so. Don't tell me he has fucked you, too." "No. I wish. But we were staying at a Holiday Inn a couple of weeks ago and I met this older guy at the pool and we got to talking and he was really staring at my cock the whole time we talked. We ended up back in his room where I fucked him. Then at dinner this guy came over to our table and I introduced him to Dad, Pop-Pop and Mingy. Dad was suspicious, so after dinner Dad followed this guy into the Lounge and hooked up with the guy I had hooked up with that afternoon." "How do you know this?" "I hooked up with the same guy the next day and he told me he and Dad had hooked up the day before. Also I think Dad and our new next door neighbor in Nashville, who is also a fire fighter, are fuck buddies or maybe even lovers." "How are you dealing with all this queerness in your family? "Well, I am really blown away. Yeah, you and I have been fucking around for a few years and that seemed normal to me. But my dad, your dad and LauraBeth, even? No this blows me away. And you and Uncle David fucking?" "Does that upset you?" "Fuck no. That's hot as fuck. I wish my dad loved me enough to fuck me. Instead, he's fucking someone else." "Maybe he is waiting for you to be 18 like my dad did. Maybe he wants you to be grown enough to make a decision for yourself. I don't know but don't be hurt or jealous about it. You know he loves you. Give it some time." The closing went as expected the next day and Tommy, BobbyMac and I got all the hay bales down, stacked and covered with a tarp. We had to be off the farm one month from that day. On Tuesday, Dad and I took Aunt Margaret Jane and BobbyMac back to Nashville to the airport. We hugged and said our sad good byes. The next time they came up to see Mingy and Pop-Pop we would be living in Nashville. This time thinking about moving to Nashville was more sad than exciting. Dad had told me, to bring my toothbrush so that I could stay at his apartment over night. He needed to talk to me. To be continued Chapter 4. The Big Move--Leaving it all behind