Date: Sat, 13 Jun 2009 21:38:10 -0400 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Small Town Fathers (gay\incest, b/M, bb/MM, bbb/m) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2009 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Small Town Fathers By Wolf I was raised by my father in a small resort town. The older part of town was small wooden summer cottages that had become permanent residence for middle class residents within the town. The newer part of town was larger properties that had larger brick homes built on them. I was fascinated by the wealthy "Snow Birds" as the locals called them because they flocked to the warmer climate during the winter like migrating birds. My father had married young and had me by the time he was only 22-years old. My parents were divorced by the time he was 25. My Father's name is Christian. He was the town's local mechanic. Everyone in town brought their cars to him to be repaired or serviced. He had a small garage/workshop with an attached house behind it, just a bit outside the city limits. I worshiped the ground my father walked on, and daddy loved me too. Daddy was a real hottie, blond, blue eyes, muscular and very little hair on his body, a beautiful hard butt. He kept in shape working out at the local fitness center. I was also fascinated by his dick too; it was at least eight and a half inches long, and swung between his legs while he walked around the house naked after showering. It was uncut and his balls were equally large and swung too. His pubic hair was blond as well. They formed a large bulge in his work pants. He preferred not to wear underwear, so the friction of the fabric of his blue denim jeans seamed give him a hard-on all of the time. Dad was like a kid himself; he was living every boy's dream. He was building real cars in the place of plastic models. Dad liked to roam around the house naked. The sight of his naked body excited me very much. I would get a boner just looking at his swinging dick. Dad's workshop was just a few steps from the house. He could check on my anytime he liked. He would stop during the day for a coffee break, lunch, another coffee break and supper. I was not much help to him when I was 4-years old, but I loved to be around him while he worked. Dad would lay out the parts he would need on his workbench in advance. When he would need a part he would say, "Would you bring me such and such part, big buddy." I thought I was very clever being able to help him. I thought I was daddy's helper. While daddy was leaning over the finder of a car working, he would say, "Would you pop the pipe for Daddy?", as he called it. I was very experienced at unbuttoning the fly of his tight fitting coveralls. I would pull his half hard pipe out of his coveralls. If space allowed dad would say, "Handballs too, big buddy!" I would stuff my hand in the fly to pull out his big balls out too. That was when everything was ready for popping. I would pull on his dick until he would squirt a big load of cum. I was very proud of myself. I would grab a coffee mug and hold it under him to collect every drop of his cum. That was milk for me. Dad would say, "That's good big buddy, you make daddy feel so good." There was nothing more exciting to me than to make daddy feel good. We were inseparable. When we went to bed I would suck his cock until he would fill my mouth with his daddies' milk. We had a regular contest to see how much milk I would swallow. Every time I excited an old mark I was proud of my accomplishment. Daddy would take my little dick and tight little balls into his mouth and swab my balls with his tongue before sucking my dick. I was proud of how big my dick would get while he sucked on me. While daddy sucked me he would often cum a second time without touching his cock. He would make sure he squirted it on my body. It was my skin lotion. Afterwards we would fall asleep with me being spooned in his lap. It was my decision if I wanted his cock in my ass or not. I did love the feeling of that pipe in my ass. Dad had trained me to accept objects in my asshole by sticking his finger in my ass until he stretched me enough to accept his cock finally. I think I was 6 the first time he stuck his cock in my well greased ass. I remember it was a sunny day about noon. Life was different after that day. I really was daddies' 'big buddy', a real man's boy. I was in heaven on our little estate, the sky was bluer, the grass was greener, and the breeze sweeter. From that day I was ready for anything. I started teaching my school buddies. Dad and I would do it in the forest and in his row boat on the lake. I was really a help in the garage or the house. When I was eight, dad had to repair the car of one of my classmate's father's car. His name was Kenneth, and his father's name was John. John and Kenneth lived in the new part of town in one of those nice new brick homes. Dad normally had little use for the rich people in the new homes, but I know the two men got along right away. They may not have had the same education but they both were history and science buffs. They both liked beer too. I came home from fishing that afternoon dressed in tight little shorts. Dad offered me a soda while they were drinking beer. Dad may have been a little embarrassed about my shorts. They were so tight that they were creeping up the crack of my ass and my little package was wedged over to the left leg and may have been visible below the leg of the shorts. John smiled at the sight of my little foreskin protruding below the leg of my shorts. When dad saw the smile on his face he knew John had an appreciation for young boys. Dad asked John, "Do you like boys?" John gave him a big grim and assured him that he did. Dad reached down and grasped the left cheek of my butt and gave it a strong squeeze. John placed his hand on the other cheek and squeezed. I felt his fingers dig into the crack of my ass. We stood right there in the garage while dad encouraged me to see if John needed to have his cock milked. I unfastened his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a nice long circumcised cock almost as long as dad's. John slid his hand up my back as I approached his throbbing dick. I milked his cock a little while before I put it in my mouth. I sucked on him until he was about to cum. He stopped me short of that point. Dad unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down. He draped me over the finder of an old car and greased up my asshole. Then he pulled John foreword and watched as John guided his dick in my ass. John took a long time to fuck me. It was after four before he put his cock back into his pants to go home. By that time I kept the account books. When the car was repaired called John to let him know that his car was ready. John brought his son, Kenneth, along with him. I recognized Kenneth from school. Kenneth was a small boy for his age, even if we were the same age. He was wearing very small shorts and a tight T-shirt. John told me he had bought them the day before, because he liked the way I looked in mine. They sure did show off his little bulge and his little bubble butt nicely. Dad said that I could take Kenneth to the creek and show him how to fish. I picked up my gear and led Kenneth to the creek where I like to fish. I gave him my pole and stood behind him to guide him in the ways to cast his line. I could not resist rubbing my hard-on against his tight little butt. It was not long before we forgot about fishing. We just stood there with me humping his bubble butt with my hard- on. Kenneth was bumping his butt hack against my bulge. I even had one of my dry orgasms and he turned his head to me and smiled at me sweetly, and said that was fun. When we got home dad and John were still talking at the kitchen table. They were laughing while they drank their beers. John asked, "Did you two buddies have a good time?" I sure had a good time but didn't know if I should say why. Kenneth gave him a big smile. Both men must have sensed the situation. They turned their chairs to face us. They wanted to tell us something, but they both had big hard-on's tenting up their pants. Dad said, "We were talking. If the two of you boys would like to play, the four of us could really have a good time." John said, "We could pop pipes and all of that." Kenneth may not have understood what he was saying, but I knew right away, dad had not used that term in a long time. I blushed at the knowledge. We simply used the term jack-off now. I was speechless. Kenny was the one that yelled "Yesssssss" can we do it now? We just dry humped by the creek." The two of them gathered us in their arms and placed us on their laps. They rubbed our crotches and squeezed our butts. They were laughing and saying all kinds of nice thing to each other's son. We were giggling hysterically as we straddled their legs so that we could bounce up and down on their crotches. There was no doubt that our dad's had huge boners in their pants. John said, "Take it easy boys. We don't want to cum too soon. I assure you we will have a real good time together. There will be plenty of time for the two of you to enjoy our cum." We had to pull ourselves apart long enough to clear the table. Dad and I set the table for supper while John and Kenneth drove to the local pizza parlor to pick up our meal. They took the newly repaired car for a spin to find out how it handled. After they left dad wanted to talk to me. Dad said, "I'm very excited, John is a nice guy. They are just like us, big buddy. Do you think you would like to find out what John's cock is like?" I said, "Sure Daddy, I'm a big boy now." Dad said, "Sure you are, and brave too." I said, "I know Kenneth from school. He is a nice guy. I humped Kenny down by the creek. I had a cummer (what we called a dry cum). Dad finished, "Yeah, I'm sure the four of us will have a great time this evening. I didn't know there were two people like us in the bluenose part of town." We prepared the table for our guests and got the house ready for the evening's celebration of a new and potentially long lasting friendship. When John and Kenny arrived back with the pizza's we had a great time! We consumed the pizzas while the men washed them down with beer and Kenny and I washed ours down with soda pop. John was a big man, a bit chubby, not anywhere as fit as my daddy. Little Kenneth was such a small boy. After we finished eating we cleared the table. We gathered in the living room. The men were ready to enjoy cigars with another beer. It was John that suggested that Kenneth might feel more comfortable without clothes on. Kenny was quick to peel off his clothes in front of us. I had to do the same of course. The men did enjoy the sight of the two of us hugging, kissing and pulling on each other's dicks. Dad and John unfastened their pants and pulled out their cock and balls. They both played with them until they were good and hard. Then John asked me to come have a taste. I let go of Kenny's dick and went to his dad and knelt in front of him. I took hold of his circumcised cock and jerked him off a few times before licking the head of his dick. Before I put my mouth over the knob I looked over at dad and saw that Kenny was peeling back daddy's foreskin and licking the wet knob. That evening the two of us had sucked off both of our fathers a couple of times. We were to become the best of buddies, over the years the four of us even went on holidays together. Daddy did have a thing for young boys. Daddy would stop work anytime a boy like me passed by. Most men hardly gave my underdeveloped classmate, Kenneth, a second look but my daddy never missed a chance to look him over. John was an educated man with dark hair. He was older than my dad, and a widower. The two men would spend a lot of time discussing history and science stuff, while my dad worked or they were sitting around with a beer in hand. After the four of us became friends I had to introduce my best friend from school to them. Adam lived in one of the old wooden bungalows in the old part of town. He was blond like me, but his dark eyes were playful. The three of us boys had an older buddy named Michael. Michael was every bit as strong and muscular as my father. His hair was black and his skin was dark. The three of us soon found out that his cock was at least seven inches long and was circumcised. We adored being in his company. We loved being allowed to play with his cock. We took turns sucking his cock. Michael wanted to fuck our butt-holes all of the time. All of us learned to enjoy the feeling of his dick up our asses. We would giggle at the sight of each other being fucked and proclaiming "Me next, me next" while we would be caressing his manly chest. I will always remember the sight of Michael's big greased up cock sliding into Kenneth's little body. Michael especially liked to have us sit on his lap with his cock up our asses and have us bounce up and down on his shaft. He would grip us around our waists he lifted us up and down. Other times he would have us lay face down with our little asses up. He would straddle our hips and ram his cock between our butt cheeks to fuck us. Our games took place in a number of places. When we had my house ourselves we fucked on the sofa, carpeted living room floor, my bedroom or the garage. If we were at Kenneth's we did it in the spacious bathroom and on the leather furniture. At Adams place it took place in the small upstairs bedroom. 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