Date: Thu, 06 Oct 2022 21:23:05 +0000 From: Rickymac13 Subject: ricky-blake-and-gabe-9 [Gay Incest, Mbbb] H i Nifty! Thanks so much for the feedback on my latest chapter. It feels great to be writing and sharing these stories with you! The boys have a lot of exploring to do at Camp Tallywack, so whip it out and let's get to it! For those new to the series, it's not mandatory to start from the beginning. If you're like me, you're probably picking the latest chapter or a random chapter of a series and scroll down until you get to the juicy bits. That said, each of the boys has a distinct personality that shines through and evolves with each edition. I like to stay generally light on specific descriptions of the men and boys so you, dear reader, can picture them as your favorite celebrities, neighbors, friends, or those two brothers you met at the pool in summer camp who still dominate your spank bank (shout out to Nic and Marcello; if you're reading this, hit me up). You also won't find any deep storylines of heartache, abuse, homophobia, or broken homes here, or boys with 10-inch dicks - this is lighthearted erotica, somewhat based in biological reality (when it's convenient for the writer). Read this story only if you're of age in your jurisdiction (or, you know, are horny enough to pretend you are). This story takes place in a world without STDs and without hangups about consensual sex between men and boys, or fathers and sons. I welcome your feedback - please email me at rickymac13@protonmail.com with what you'd like to see in the next chapter, and let me know if this story gets you hard and gets you cumming! ----- Last chapter... Catching their breath, the five horny guys assessed the scene, chests heaving. "That was fun! Can we do it again, I'm still horny!" Gabe proclaimed, fingering his miraculously hard boy boner. "You know," said Jack, "a wise woman once said, 'Augustus, sweetheart, save some room for later!' You'll have plenty of opportunities to work that big boy dick out while you're here! You're good to go get settled into your cabin. I hope I'll see you out and about these next few days!" Ricky, Blake, and Gabe jumped out of the car after Dad parked in front of their home away from home. "Cabin" was definitely a misnomer - this place was a woodland mansion. Dad wondered who Ricky knew to be able to get a hold of this place for a significantly steep discount. "Whoa, this place rules!" exclaimed Blake. "Let's go check it out!" ----- Dad swung open the door to the magnificent chalet. "Whooooooa! This is so cool!" Gabe sprinted throguh the main entryway into the gigantic living room. The sprawling house was an incredible blend of rustic style and modern amenities. A huge, plush, reclining theater couch was one focal point, another being the big screen TV mounted on the wall. On the TV, there was a message: "Welcome to camp, Ricky & family! After you get settled in and explore the house, meet us in Cabin 102 tonight. We'll leave the door open for you. - Miguel & Hank" Ricky surpressed the butterflies in his stomach and dropped an armful of luggage. "Hey, I'm the oldest," he shouted at Blake and Gabe, "I pick my room first!" "Last one upstairs kisses my ass!" yelled Gabe. He grabbed the banister and launched himself up the stairs, his brothers quickly following. Dad took his time, taking a look around the main area of the house. The kitchen was bright and updated, the dining room had floor to ceiling windows - this place was gorgeous. Off the dining room, he noticed a red door emblazoned with a wood-carved sign that read "ARCADE." He'd have to check that out with the boys later. He trekked upstairs to follow the boys. "We can get our own rooms!" Blake exclaimed. Indeed, upstairs there was a spacious main bedroom with an ensuite bathroom, complete with a Jacuzzi. Three more, smaller bedrooms were down the hall, as well as a massive bathroom with double sinks and a huge glass-enclosed shower with dual showerheads. You could easily fit at least four inside that shower. Beyond the bathroom, at the end of the hall and under a painting of nude men and boys frolicking in various states of excitement, a glass cabinet held a smorgasbord of sexual paraphernalia: lube, rubbers, masturbation sleeves, fleshlights, fuzzy handcuffs, butt plugs, vibrators, and a whole shelf full of dildos ranging from a cute two inches all the way up to a monstrous foot-long ass destroyer. A placard explained that each of the dildos was cast from the mold of a previous guest in this very cabin. The smallest was from a 6-year-old named Georgie; the largest from a VIP guest named "Jake the Snake." "Ooh, sexy things! I wanna put 'em - in - my - butt!" sang Gabe. "How bout you put this in your butt first...!" Blake grabbed his junk in one hand and his little brother in the other, grabbed Gabe's hips, and simulated a passionate fuck in the middle of the hallway. "Oh yeah, oh baby, ugh ugh ugh!" Blake moaned in falsetto, Gabe giggling and struggling to wriggle free. "Oh baby, your ass makes me cum so hard! Nnnngh! Oh yeah!" Blake specialized in the crude humor that 11-year-old boys seemed to excel at beyond anyone else, but the irony was not lost on anyone: Ricky and Dad had caught the younger boys countless times acting this play out for real. Hell, just last week, Dad came home from grocery shopping to find Blake balls deep in his little bro on the kitchen floor, holding Gabe's ankles as he pistoned his olive oil-slickened dickie into his brother's tight 10-year-old hole. Dad watched from the doorway as the boys got their dry shivers before ordering them to get cleaned up and to put the groceries away. "Hey, you horny demons, I'm gonna take a quick shower," Dad interrupted. "Why don't you jump in there with me? Ricky, go and get your stuff unpacked - I want to meet your friend and his, erm, friend with you tonight, but let's see what's going on around camp this afternoon." Dad ducked into the bathroom and turned on the water. Blake and Gabe ran in after him, and Dad swatted their adorable boy asses as they dove under the water. "Oh! And check out the room downstairs off the dining room, it seems like it might be cool!" ----- While the rest of his family noisily splashed around in the giant shower, naked Ricky sauntered downstairs, his boy bits bouncing with each step. Just the other day, he had noticed three more peachy hairs coming in right above his cock, which, itself, seemed to be growing bit by bit. He could already tell that he'd inherited Dad's sizable bull balls - he'd had to go up two cup sizes in the past year. At Miggy's recommendation, he and Blake made sure to bring their jocks with them, just in case they decided to play any contact sports. Gabe left his at home - he usually preferred video and tabletop games and swimming to team sports, at least well enough to bet a blowjob on his Mortal Kombat prowess. [Ed. note: see chapter 4 for all the juicy details!] Peeking around the house, Ricky came to the door that Dad had mentioned - "ARCADE," it promised. Sweet! The young teen opened the door with quiet excitement, and gasped at what he beheld. "Oh, shit!" To his delight, inside was, indeed, a for-real arcade! Mario Kart, Pac-Man, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Silent Scope, NBA Jam, Mortal Kombat (an old one, but Gabe would still be excited), skee-ball, air hockey, and a whole bunch more. There was a popcorn machine, a cotton candy machine, a hot dog cart (that did, indeed, have packaged hot dogs in the refrigerated compartment) - this place had the works. Ricky idly tugged on a pinball lever and made his way towards the back of the arcade, where a large, dark curtain spanned from wall to wall. His curiosity grew with each step, the kids' games behind him. Slowly, he pulled the heavy curtain aside. Behind the curtain, it was pitch black - the lighting in the arcade was situated where it didn't shine into the back room - except for an illumated switch on the wall. Ricky tiptoed over to the switch and flicked it; a single, bright red bulb on the ceiling flickered on. "Oh, shit." This was a sex room! The 13-year-old boy was mystified. Beyond the enormous TV on the wall, which was already tuned to a computer-like catalogue of porn folders - "Softcore Boys," "Dads & Sons," "Bottom Boys' First Times," and so on - there was a bunch of fuck toys with which Ricky was not yet acquainted. On the right, there was a tall wall with a bunch of holes in it at various heights and space to fit behind it. On the left, there was a machine that looked like it could fuck you all by itself. A dimly lit cabinet held a whole bunch more lube and toys, like the one they had seen upstairs. And in the back of the room, hanging from the ceiling, was a sling - Ricky had seen those in porn before. But wait - was that a person laying in it already? The boy inched forward to get a better look and, to his surprise, a boy-sized sex doll with its legs spread across the cables of the sling, inviting all cocks to invade his artificially tight ass. Ricky couldn't help but grab the boy-doll's oversized silicone boner; the sling rocked slightly as he squeezed the synthetic rod. He felt his own boydick go instantly from six to midnight. Maybe he could try this thing out before... Right on cue, Ricky heard four little feet loudly bounding down the stairs. "Ricky! DadsaidtherewasanARCADEdownstairsohmygodohmygodhave - you - SEEN - IT?!?" Gabe was breathless in excitement, Blake not far behind. The tweens slid across the hardwood floors on feet still damp from the shower, leaving a trail of wet footprints, bounding closer to the arcade and their older brother. A decidedly brotherly idea sparked in Ricky's head - he quickly and quietly shut the black curtain, grabbed the TV remote, glanced at it to memorize a few key buttons, and turned off the red light, plunging into darkness. ----- "OhmygodohmygodholySHIT, this is AWESOOOOME!" Gabe was the proverbial kid in the candy store, bouncing in wonder from game to game, still wet from his group shower with Dad and Blake. "Dude! This is sick!" Blake was similarly enthralled by the game room. He yelled upstairs: "Dad, can we get an arcade at home?" "I'll get right on it, Blake!" Dad smarmily replied. "Just as soon as I finish building the roller coaster and pony ride in the backyard!" Blake ignored the sarcastic retort and turned back to his little bro. "Yo, Gabe! They have MK!" "Yeeeeaaaahhhh! I'm first!" The youngest brother ran over to the cabinet emblazoned with the signature mark of the dragon. "Whoa, Mortal Kombat THREE? I didn't even know they went back that far." "Haha, I bet that game is even older than Dad. Wait - you didn't know they went back that far? How do you think they got to MK 11, dumbass?" "Oh, yeah... hahaha!" Gabe laughed at his own airheadedness. He looked at the screen and reached up to grab the arcade stick. "This thing is too tall." "Look on the side, they have a step." In fact, there were a few stepstools scattered around the room. Blake grabbed one for each of them and they stood up at the controls. Anyone walking in would get an enticing view of the two naked boys: Gabe's pert little boy butt next to Blake's round, thicc ass. The boys split their first two rounds. "This game is so old! Why does Sub-Zero look like that?" Blake stuck a tongue out the side of his mouth, focused on the screen and beating his brother up (virtually). "I don't know, maybe he, like, got a boo and had to cut his hair." Gabe's Sub-Zero battled Blake's Liu Kang into round three; down to the wire, Gabe missed the block button and got a flying kick to the face. "FINISH HIM!" the game commanded. "Noooooo!" Gabe yelled in dismay as Blake peeked up at the cheat sheet of fatality moves printed on the front of the arcade cabinet. With a flurry of button presses, Liu Kang turned into a dragon and promptly ate his opponent. "Haha, yes! Now you gotta suck MY dick!" Blake heartily grabbed his juvenile junk and waved his floppy cock at his brother. Just then the boys heard a soft moan coming from... somewhere. Then, a muted voice: "Does that feel good, baby boy?" "Mm-hmm, yes daddy..." "Do you like it when I kiss your butthole?" "Yeah daddy, it feels good... do your tongue more." Blake and Gabe simultaneously turned to each other, eyes wide as saucers. "You heard that, right?" Blake asked. "Yeah... it sounds like..." Both boys looked up and realized that, at the back of the arcade, there was a dark, wall-to-wall curtain. The voices were definitely coming from behind it. Silently, the brothers tiptoed to the edge of the curtain; Blake pulled it back just enough to peek his head through. "Oh, shit!" he whispered. "What is it, what is it?" Gabe insisted. He nudged up against Blake and poked his head underneath his brother's. The room behind the curtain was dark except for the glow of the large screen television on the opposite wall. Once he was able to see the TV, he gasped in amusement and whispered, "It's porn! With a boy!" Indeed, on the screen was a naked boy, maybe eight or nine years old, on a bed and bent over on all fours, cooing in pleasure as a man - apparently, his dad - hungrily ate his little hole. The man knelt on the floor, one hand stroking his rock hard cock and the other firmly grabbing his son's butt. The man moaned loudly into the boy's ass each time the youngster yelped. Gabe and Blake stared in awe at the raunchy home video for a moment before pulling the curtain aside and stepping into the darkened room. The light of the television revealed a sofa underneath, but that was all they could see outside of the screen. The nude boys bathed in the TV's glow and the moans of the dad and son until Gabe finally broke the heavy silence. "Blake, I'm horny. Can you please suck mine?" Gabe was nothing if not forthright about his physical needs. "No way dude, I beat you, you suck me. I'm horny too." The brothers reached down to grab their respective hard boy nails, fixated on the television. The man in the porn dug his tongue deeper into the little tyke's ass, causing the boy to groan in peasure. Youngest and middle brother stood side by side in the darkness, now masturbating in earnest. With his free hand, Blake reached for Gabe's ass, gave it a firm squeeze, and slid the tip of his middle finger between his brother's buttcheeks until he touched Gabe's tight pink hole. The man in the porn finished rimming his young son and stood aside the bed, smiling down at the boy, his cock erect and wanting. He grabbed a pillow and asked the boy, in a gentle tone, to turn around. The man grabbed the boy's ankles and pulled his lower half up onto the pillow to lift his butt up off the bed, then reached down for some lube, squirting it into his hand and massaging it into his stiff member. He rubbed the excess into his boy's stiff prick, eliciting more moans. "I think you're ready for your daddy's penis in your bum, buddy, how's that sound? Do you want that?" The little boy giggled and tugged at his little dink. "Yeah daddy, I like that." "You like what? I just want to make sure." "I like your penis in my butt, it feels really good." The boy reached down and spread his cheeks apart with his hands, showing off his hairless tiny pink hole. The daddy smiled wider and lined up the head of his cock with the boy's little sphincter, squeezing out a dollop of slick pre-cum and rubbing it into his son's asshole. Inspired, Blake quickly stuck his finger in his mouth and immediately resumed fingering his brother's hairless 10-year-old hole. "Mmmmaaaahhhh..." Gabe and the pornboy moaned in unison as the man's throbbing cock slowly entered his son. The boy tightly clutched the sheets under him, squirming through the dance of pain and pleasure as the first couple inches of the penis that made him entered his boypussy. The man stopped to give his son time to adjust; his cock was visibly pulsing with each beat of his heart. "Blake, keep going..." Gabe bent over against the back of the sofa to give his brother more leverage, guiding his finger deeper into his ass. Neither brother turned away from the television for even a second, stroking their boycocks with abandon, transfixed by the scene. Carefully, inch by inch, the daddy in the video slid his big dick into the boy, occasionally rubbing his chest and whispering words of encouragement - "You're so strong, you're so good at the fuck game, you make daddy feel really good" - until, finally, he pressed his pubes into the boy's taut asscheeks and sighed loudly and contentedly. "Fuck, that's so hot dude," 11-year-old Blake chimed. "I wish - ungh - Dad would - ummmmngh - fuck me," Gabe whined. "Blake, can you fuck me now?" "Hell yeah little bro, I got you." Blake never turned down an opportunity to fuck either of his brothers, or Dad. He was usually just as happy to take it up the ass, but he felt strong and manly with his four-inch cock buried in a tight hole. He spit into his hand and slickened up his boydick, assuming the position behind Gabe, who was leaning against the back of the couch, eyes still glued to the screen. The man had just started to slowly slide his cock halfway out; then, together, both he and Blake buried their man cock and boyprick, respectively, deep into the warm, tight holes awaiting them, and started fucking in concert. The sounds of hot boy sex filled the room. The man grunted. The boy whined. Blake hummed. Gabe howled. And, in the depths of the pitch black, Ricky SCREAMED. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Gabe and Blake shrieked in terror and uncoupled; Blake spun around and flailed his fists into the dark to defend himself, while Gabe turned tail and ran back out past the curtain to the safety of the brightly lit arcade. "Fuck you, Ricky!!" Blake still couldn't see his big brother and stomped his feet in frustration. Meanwhile, on the other side of the black divider, Gabe's chest was heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Once he did, to his own surprise, the 10-year-old erupted in laughter. "Oh man... Ricky, that was a good one..." Gabe's hands were on his knees, but his dingaling was still hard and aching. "What do you mean that was a good one?!?" Unlike his happy-go-lucky little brother, firespit Blake was slow to cool off. "Good at being an asshole, maybe! I was getting close!" "Oh waaah waaah, poor baby will never get to cum ever again. You'll have blue balls for eternity." Ricky finally emerged from the dark into the glow of the TV, wearing nothing but a shit-eating grin. His prick was hard and leaking precum - clearly, he was enjoying the show. He raised the TV remote and paused the action on the screen, the frame freezing on the man's cock completely inside his cute little boy. "Like I said: Fuck. You. Ricky." Blake crossed his arms across his chest in defiance and stormed out through the curtain. Gabe didn't say a peep. "Wait!" Ricky called to him. "Don't you want to check out the room? There's some crazy stuff in here." "No! There's probably, like, fuckin' skeletons and snakes and creepy shit," Blake huffed. "I do!" Gabe volunteered. He turned to his elder brother and grabbed him by the hand, not taking no for an answer. "C'mon Blake!" ----- In the midst of unpacking the final of his and his sons' effects - a few clothes, toys, toothbrushes, trimmer and razor, etcetera - Dad was startled by a shriek from downstairs, followed closely by Blake's pissed off yells and Gabe's giggles. As a single parent, he'd learned the difference between playful screams, randy moans, and actual calls for help from his kids. "Ricky must've pranked them good," he said to himself. Now that he and the boys had finally arrived at Camp Tallywack, he was eager to meet his mysterious benefactor, the man who provided this incredible home away from home for a nominal fee. "Just come with a couple hundred for tips for the staff and the QR code invitation, we'll take care of the rest. Any friend of Miggy's is a friend of mine," the man had said over cam chat to Dad and Ricky. He kept his face off camera, as did Dad - it wasn't until Ricky had shared all the perverted details with him that he was convinced this place was real. Even then, he reserved judgment until they had rolled up past the entrance gate. Getting a blowjob from the naked male receptionist finally, understandably, removed the rest of his doubts. [Ed. note - see last chapter.] It was early afternoon and the message on the TV from "Miguel and Hank" instructed them to swing by "tonight," so they had some time to kill. Dad picked up the pamphlet Jack had given him earlier after checking in. On the front cover, a candid shot of five nude figures - an older man (65-ish, Dad guessed), two guys (maybe in their 30s), and two boys (a teen and an elementary schooler) - walked through the woods, smiling and chatting, having a good time. He knew that nudist campgrounds and resorts were not uncommon, but the rest of what Ricky had shown him clarified that Camp Tallywack was not your typical nude vacation spot. Opening up the pamphlet - more like booklet, it was several pages long - Dad scanned the welcome message on the inside cover. Camp Tallywack was an invitation-only resort specifically for men and boys who like men and boys, socially and sexually. Nudity was optional but encouraged, except for some spaces and events where it was mandatory. Enthusiastic consent from all parties was paramount for any sexual activity, no matter the ages of the participants. Sex is allowed in almost any place, at almost any time. Any questions or concerns, call or visit the registry office. Cabins are cleaned upon request and after each guest departure. All campers were invited to participate in the events and games going on all over camp, but some specified that they were for boys 12 or younger only, or for teens only, or for dry cummers or squirters, for example. The agenda items for the month were categorized into "typical" and "sexual" activities: on one side, there were naked or nearly-naked versions of baseball, tennis, swimming, flag football, campfire gatherings, cooking, tag, everything you'd see at a higher-end campground. On the other side, there were events like "Bukkake Bonanza," "Edging Contest," "Booty Pageant," "Deep Throat Challenge," even a horny spin on "Red Light Green Light" where the tempo of the contestants' fucking was dictated by a camp staffer. Some of the events had accompanying pictures, making it abundantly clear what campers were getting into. Each week, an all-camp orgy was held at the main auditorium. Dad gave his rising boner a few tugs. He and his boy-loving balls could definitely get into this, he thought. And, speaking of boners, he was curious to check out these secret TV channels - he remembered one was full of porn, and another one displayed camera feeds from all over camp. That one was also probably full of porn, he mused. He made a mental note to flip through those later on; he figured it was time to go check in and see how the boys were doing in the arcade downstairs. Dad's boned-up cock led the way down the stairs, bobbing up and down with each step. As he descended the staircase, he reflected on how he's been raising his boys to be candid about their budding sexuality at home, to not be afraid to put their horniness on display. All boys and men had these needs, his father and grandfather taught him, and as long as nobody was getting hurt, it was fine - no, encouraged - to ask for some help from your fellows. He had learned very early on that playing with his cock, and with other cocks, was abundantly fun. He vividly remembered the amused shock on each of his three boys' faces the first time each of them watched a cascading spray of cum erupt from his daddy cock, asking him desperately, "Can mine do that?" and "Do it again!" In their world, sex was fun, it was funny, it was a way to blow off steam, it was a way to bond with those who meant the most. Dad walked through the living room into the dining room towards the arcade. The door was open, but, unexpectedly, he saw exactly zero naked boys playing video games. "Boys? Where'd you go?" he called out. I know they're down here, he thought - I just heard them carrying on, and didn't hear any doors closing. He was temporarily distracted from his search by the flashing lights of the arcade games. "Oh, shit!" he quietly exclaimed. Pac-Man! He was a god at that game as a boy - it was the only game at a family friend's independent movie theater, and, as a family friend and adorable kid, he was the gracious beneficiary of unlimited quarters. He owned eight of the top ten scores on that machine. Damn, this place was stocked. Briefly, he thought about flexing his old Pac-muscles before continuing the search for the fruit of his seed, but his momentary distraction was interrupted by the muffled moans of his youngest son. "Mmmmm mmmfk mmmgh!" Yep, that was definitely Gabe. But he also heard other, unfamiliar voices coming from behind the long black curtain at the end of the room - ecstatic groans from what sounded like a man and a young boy. Dad's cock belched out a drop of shiny, clear precum that oozed a trail down his shaft. Stealthily, he creeped over to the side of the curtain and peeked inside. ----- Gabe blissfully whimpered around Ricky's tongue. Each thrust of Blake's steel-hard boycock sent a shockwave of pleasure from his tight ring, through his ass and immature testicles, all the way up his body as he passionately kissed his eldest teen brother. The metal rings holding the sling in place echoed the rhythm of the tweens' playful fucking - smack, clang, smack, clang. "Uuuungh, fuck," Blake sighed, not wanting to shoot his blanks just yet, but it was becoming difficult to temper the empty pressure building in his little boy balls. "You liking this, Gabe?" "Mmmmm hmmmmm!" Gabe agreed, eyes closed, continuing to swap spit with Ricky. The 10-year-old broke the kiss to meet Blake's gaze and grinned from ear to ear. "I like this thing! What was it called, Ricky? Ungh!" Gabe moaned and clutched the bands above him tighter as Blake worked his snug hole. "A sling, like sling ring," Ricky reminded his brothers. "I've seen it in porn before but not in real life." Finished making out with his youngest brother, Ricky stood erect and pointed his throbbing teen member at Gabe's lips, replacing his tongue with his cock inside the boy's mouth. Gabe had to tilt his head back a bit to devour the five-inch boydick, and that gave Blake's banana cock even better leverage to hit the special spot right inside Gabe's ass. All three boys cried out in insatiable lust, partially drowning out the sounds of the dad-son home video on the TV. "Fuck, boys, you're making yourselves right at home!" Dad chimed in. It was difficult to avert his gaze from the unbelievably sexy boy threesome in front of him, but he took a moment to look around the crimson-lit room. "Glory holes, a sling, porno on the TV, a big circle jerk sofa, there's even a Sybian in here! Wow, this is a full-on fucking fuck palace!" He could only imagine the kinds of parties that went on in this room. Dad turned his attention back to his sexy little son getting spitroasted by his older brothers. Sidling up beside them, he cupped one of Blake's baby-smooth asscheeks in one hand and rubbed Gabe's hairless chest with the other. His rock-hard rod pulsed each time he felt his middle child's ass muscles tighten and push his boy boner deep into his brother's fuck chute. Leaning over his boy in the sling, he licked Gabe's tender nipple, eliciting a sexy moan from the tyke. "How are you doing, baby boy? Your brother's big dick feel good in that tight little sexy ass of yours?" Gabe released Ricky's leaking dick from his throat. "Oh - oh - oh - oh - mm - mmyeah - ah - ah - Da - aah - aad - dee..." he answered in staccato as he swung back and forth onto Blake's thick boy penis. Dad stood up and hummed in assent, flopping his heavy cock onto Gabe's chest and slathering it with streaks of precum, slapping the boy's sensitive tits with his meaty fuckstick. His left hand continued to guide Blake's thick body deep into the little boy. On the other side of the sling, Ricky slowly masturbated his five-incher, expecting that he would get his turn to ride soon. Blake whipped his hair, still wet from the shower and now soaked too with sweat, out of his eyes, and gritted his teeth. He took a half step forward to steal the inertia from the sling and take full control of Gabe's tight ring around his cock, hurtling towards his boysex bliss. His vision blurring, Dad and Ricky disappeared from his periphery, singularly focused on finally achieving sweet sexual relief. "Aw fuck... aw fuck... aw FUCK..." the boy chanted, echoed by Gabe's high-pitched squeals of ecstasy: "Ungh! Oh! Ohh! Ohhhhh...!" "OHHHHH!" Blake raised up on his tiptoes, his Dad's hand still cradling his quivering butt, and thrust inside Gabe's hot ass to the hilt as a thunderous orgasm washed over him from head to toe. His cock trembled inside his little brother's bowels, vibrating against Gabe's p-spot in an effort to breed the boy. Gabe's eyes widened and he picked his head up towards his climaxing brother. "Blake don't stop!" Blake opened his eyes, still in the throes of orgasm, huffed, and resumed his torrid thrusts, his cumming cockhead rubbing up against the tiny nut inside Gabe's ass. A moment later, without touching his little boy pecker, Gabe's body shook with a tremendous anal orgasm. His boypussy clamped down around Blake's stiff prick, enveloping both boys in warm, sweet rapture. "Uhhhh! Unnnghhhhh! Ohhhmmmmphh!" Gabe's heavenly cries were stifled with the introduction of Ricky's rigid teen cock back into his mouth. Instinctually, even through his climax, he nuzzled Ricky's cock and pushed towards him as much as the sling would allow in an effort to take it all down his throat until his orgasm waned and his ass released Blake's still-hard dick. Blake sank back onto the soles of his feet and unsteadily stumbled back away from the sling. "You okay, Blake?" Dad asked, the base of his cock now in Gabe's grip. "Yeah... hoooo.... jelly legs." Blake chuckled, the heat of the earlier argument sated now that he'd finally gotten his nut. He leaned back onto the sofa to watch the rest of the show. His belly rumbled; he had the post-nut munchies. "Good," Ricky interjected, "because now it's my turn!" He pulled his swollen rod from Gabe's mouth and knelt in front of the boy's spread legs and slightly puffy hole. "That okay with..." "YES!" yelled Gabe, "Fuck me please Ricky!" The boy screamed in heat as his 13-year-old brother shoved his tongue into his needy love canal, slickening it for the journey ahead. Dad helped by swiping up precum from the head of his leaking daddy cock; he ran his fingertip around the corona of the boy's anus, then slipped his finger into Gabe's searing boyhole, curling it inside to rub up against Gabe's most sensitive spot. Being a few inches taller than his middle sibling, Ricky used the pulley on the sling to raise his brother's ass right up to cock height, waddled up with his dick in hand, and slowly but easily slid his throbbing teen tallywacker into his baby brother in one fluid stroke. Balls deep, Ricky held himself in place to allow Gabe to get used to the bigger cock inside him. Considering everything leading up to this moment, Ricky was already nearing the precipice. He looked down at Gabe, then up at Dad, who was masturbating himself with long, slow strokes. After a minute, he pulled a couple inches out of his brother's constricting pussy, then slid back in, causing Gabe to shudder and whine. After only a few deliberate, measured thrusts, he looked back down at Gabe. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum... fuck..." He rapidly shifted gears, pistoning his teen cock in and out of Gabe's used hole, hurtling towards heaven. He glanced down to watch his own dick hammer this ass that was suspended in mid-air. That sent him over the edge. "FUCK!" Ricky shouted as his plump teenage testicles rose close to his pubis and went to work, pumping his young, nubile sperm into the mix of emissions from his male anatomy. With one, two, three more strokes, he thrust the whole of his cock into his brother's trembling bottom and fired his pubescent seed deep into Gabe's hole. Gabe felt Ricky's five-incher pulse inside him, driving him towards another round of exquisite boy shivers. This time, he grabbed his young dink between his thumb and forefinger and jerked himself off, his cries escalating in pitch - "unh! unh! uh! uh! uh! oh! ohh! ohhhhhh! OOOOHHHHHHH!" - until he achieved another dry cum, his brother still shooting his load inside his butt. The buoyancy of the sling brought Gabe's orgasm to a whole new level, his entire body twitching and pulsing. Ricky and Gabe gasped for air, coming down off their highs. Dad continued to rub Gabe's chest gently while massaging his member until Ricky withdrew from the tight cavern inside Gabe's behind. The last vestiges of Ricky's load dripped from the tip of his penis onto the floor. "Wow, boys, what a show...! How're you feeling, baby boy?" Dad smiled at his youngest son. Gabe was still seeing stars from his back-to-back fucks and climaxes. After a deep sigh, he met Dad's eyes with his own cheeky grin. "Real good!" he replied. The 10-year-old pinched the base of his erect peener. "Still horny!" Dad chortled at his insatiable kid. "Well, that's great to hear, cause guess what - I'm horny too." He leaned over his boy and gave him a lingering kiss on the lips. "I think-" "Can you fuck me too, Dad?" Gabe interrupted with a whisper. "That's just what I was about to suggest, little man. I think it's time." Dad stood back up, keeping one hand on Gabe's chest as he rifled around in the nearby medicine cabinet for lube; spit and precum would not be enough for this adventure. He worked some of the lube into his cock, then used a finger, then two, to slicken his baby boy's canal for the ride. Gabe cried out in lust as his ass was invaded once more. Ricky grabbed a towel from a shelf on the wall and sopped up the remaining juices from his softening cock, keeping an eye on Dad and Gabe. Quietly, he slunk out of the sex den through the curtain and out of the arcade. He found a nude Blake munching on a bag of kettle chips in the kitchen. "Dad's gonna fuck Gabe!" he murmured with restrained excitement. Blake's eyes widened in surprise; he tossed the chips onto the kitchen counter and quickly followed his brother back into the dark room. They returned to see that Dad had lifted their little brother up in the sling to the appropriate height, his muscled ass clenched in anticipation as he lined up his thick, eight-inch daddy cock with the 10-year-old's taut bottom. An electric shock ran through Gabe's body when the flared head of Dad's big dick met his hole. "Alright, buddy, I'm gonna go real slow to start. If it hurts too much, tell me and we'll stop. Okay?" "Okay!" Gabe happily agreed. He'd gotten fucked a million times over by his brothers, and even some other boys, but Dad's penis was bigger than anything else he had taken so far in his young life. Today, though, his excitement overrode any modicum of caution. Dad was finally about to fuck him! Dad took a deep breath; the sight of his youngest son, prostrate and naked in a sling, begging for his cock, was almost too much for his balls to bear. Gingerly, he pushed his hips forward, locking eyes with Gabe. Dad's engorged cockhead opened up the boy's greedy, hairless hole and slipped inside. Just the tip - this is as far as he'd ever gotten in the past towards fucking his youngest. He paused briefly, then, sensing Gabe was feeling okay so far, pushed two inches of his hefty dad dick through his boy's anus. Gabe groaned, looked up into Dad's face, and nodded, wordlessly communicating that he was feeling good. He reached down to play with his little dick and balls. "That's it, my little horny man, play with yourself while your Daddy fucks you." Content that Gabe was in a good spot, Dad pushed forward another couple of inches. More than half of his cock was inside Gabe's love tunnel; this was about as much dick as Ricky could give, albeit Dad's wang was quite a bit thicker. The boy yelped at the combined pain of the thick tool in his butt and the pleasure of his immature prostate being stimulated. He felt so full, so good. "Buddy, I need your help for this next part; push out while I push in." Gabe grunted with effort as Dad continued to slide his penis into the snug confines of his boyring. "Uh - ung - UNGH - ohhhhhh..." The boy's moan trailed off and the he quickened the pace of his strokes on his own boynail. It hurt, but only a little; the sensations of fullness, of being as close as possible to his Dad, of abject boyish horniness superceded the pain. Then, finally, he felt the cushion of his dad's pubic hair, then Dad's hips up against his spread-apart buttcheeks, and sighed. "You did it, champ - I'm all the way in you! You're a real brave boy, taking such a big penis inside you." Dad stood nearly motionless for a minute, allowing the boy's bowels to adjust. He felt his balls tense as Gabe's anal band quivered around the base of his throbbing cock. His boys made him so horny. He had fucked Ricky and Blake for the first times right when they were around Gabe's age. Those times were so special to him, but this - considering the scenery and occasion, and that Gabe was even keener to bottom than his brothers were - was next level. "Feeling good?" "Yeah," Gabe uttered breathlessly. "Really good." He grabbed one of the sling's cables and juggled his little nuts with his other hand. He was in fuck heaven. "Me too, baby. Okay, now I'm gonna fuck you for real. You ready?" "Ready!" Gabe gave Dad a thumbs up. He glanced over at Ricky and Blake, who had been silently watching as they groped themselves and each other. The brothers grinned and gave Gabe a thumbs up back. Slowly, tenderly, Dad withdrew an inch, then slid it back in to the hilt, grinding the whole of his daddy cock into Gabe's warm ass. He repeated the move a few more times to really get Gabe adjusted to his thickness. Once he recognized that Gabe's moans had shifted from slight discomfort to total pleasure, he pulled back two inches before plunging himself back in. Then halfway out, pausing for half a second, before filling the boy back up, a little more quickly now, the gravity of the sling doing some of the work for him. He reached up to grab Gabe's thin ankles, stretching out his core and deepening his fuck strokes. After a couple minutes of smooth fucking, Dad pulled his cock out almost all the way, leaving only the turgid head inside, and deftly fucked back into the boy, eliciting a feral shout from his son. Mesmerized, Dad and Gabe truly fucked for the first time ever. Each time Dad pumped his hips forward, the sling's buckles rang, giving them a beat to fuck to, and Gabe was propelled into the air an inch or two before sliding back down onto the big horny dick. Gabe's hand was a flurry now, tugging on his rock-solid three-inch cocklet with finger and thumb as he cried out in ecstasy. Blake turned to Ricky as they watched Dad fuck the last of his sons and whispered, "I think he likes it." The two brothers giggled and continued to pound their puds. "Uh... ungh... oh fuck..." Gabe's moans increased in volume and in desperation. He was so full, and so hard, and was having so much fun. Feeling his Dad's penis inside him was like nothing he'd felt before, and it made him so horny. Dad's sweat dripped onto the boy's chest, stomach, and groin; Gabe rubbed it into his preteen cock, massaging it into his frenulum, then resumed pulling on his dick with his thumb and index finger, the way he preferred to pleasure himself, common among prepubescent boys. "Fuck... fuck! I'm getting it!" Gabe announced. "I'm gonna cum!" "Fuck...! Me too kiddo! I'm gonna squirt in you!" Dad growled deeply. "You want my load in your tight little butt, Gabe? Huh? Yeah??" All Gabe could do was nod and moan wordlessly; a second later, his dicklet pulsed in yet another dry orgasm, flooding every nerve in his body. Gabe's ass clamping down and pleading for the cock that made him threw Dad over the edge. His balls tightened, and then his throbbing daddy dick finally swelled and exploded, filling Gabe's guts with rapid-fire blasts of thick man spray. Gabe's hole was so warm and tight; both father and son felt the twin pulses of their bodies as they orgasmed together, Dad pressing his hips into Gabe, feeling his boy's dry cum from the inside. After flooding Gabe's butt with a dozen huge shots of sperm, Dad stayed in place, savoring the feeling. He lovingly ran a hand across Gabe's chest and tummy. Gabe shook his head back and forth, wiping away the brain fog of fucking, enjoying the sweet touches of his Dad. "That felt so goooooooood," he intoned. "It sure did, buddy. It sure as fuck did." After another moment, Dad asked Gabe if he was ready for him to pull out, but Gabe wanted another minute of fullness, so Dad stayed until his cock deflated on its own and popped out of the boy's ring. Gabe squirmed and grunted at the sudden emptiness. "So, uh, so much for that shower we took," Dad mused. "We should all go take another one." "Actually, uh, Gabe, you should probably..." "Yeah, I gotta go to the bathroom," Gabe agreed. Dad lifted him up out of the sling and gave him a big peck on the lips. "I love you, buddy." "Love you too, Dad." He turned to Blake and Ricky; they were still stiff and hadn't gotten off again, but they clearly enjoyed the performance. "Can you guys make me a sandwich? I'm starving!" Blake began to protest, but Ricky stopped him before he could get a word out. "Sure. PB&J?" "Yes please, with chips in it!" ----- After a shower and lunch, Dad and the boys relaxed on Dad's huge bed in the main suite. Dad had grabbed the Camp Tallywack pamphlet and asked his sons to pick out something they wanted to do this afternoon before they went and met Miguel and Hank at their cabin. He, meanwhile, was going to take a nap. "Don't do anything TOO crazy without me," Dad admonished. "What, like fuck in a secret sex dungeon?" Ricky smirked. "I mean... actually, yeah, don't do that. Go outside. You're at camp! You don't need to play video games all day. This place isn't ALL about sex. Look, there's a pool, there's soccer, there's martial arts - look, Blake, there's a baseball game that starts in half an hour. Why don't you grab your gear and play?" Blake played catcher on his little league team back home. "I'm gonna rest my eyes for a bit. Be careful! Oh, and bring your jockstraps and cups with you if you're going to be rough and tumble!" ----- Clad in only their backpacks full of the necessary effects, the boys are setting out on their next adventure at Camp Tallywack. What's in store for them now? Thanks for reading! I appreciate any and all feedback at rickymac13@protonmail.com. If any of the camp activities seemed particularly interesting, let me know!