Date: Sat, 1 May 2010 17:55:06 -0700 (PDT) From: kevin Donovan Subject: special services division, chapter 11, gay male incest This story continues to depict graphic descriptions of sex between males, including relatives. If that offends you, or if it is illegal to read or possess such material where you live, leave now. All characters are above the legal age for consensual sex where you live. This is a fantasy! It is entirely fictional. The author does not condone either unsafe sex or any kind of sexual abuse or exploitation of minors. Your comments are welcome at letsgonaked2000@yahoo.com SPECIAL SERVICES DIVISION CHAPTER ELEVEN SUMMER JOB After taking on all cummers in a gang-bang, Colin looked and felt totally fucked-over. Cum dribbled from the corner of his mouth and ran down his legs, even though I had tried to suction out his asshole. He and I headed back to the shower, where nearly all the guys joined us for a clean-up. Then Colin hosed out his ass again, and the lot of us fell into the pool to play around like the boys we just recently were, until the smell of chicken kabobs on the grill beckoned us to check out what Eddie was up to on the pool deck. After the busy night and morning of serious sex, he had simplified to a basic grill-out this time. We dug in with gusto, like the young men we were, and soon packed away all the food-stuffs. After that, the other guys began to drift homeward, satisfied and happy, ready to begin their new lives as family cum-sluts, beginning with the August gathering at The Camp, which would be coming up in just a few weeks. Dad hung around until last, but finally, he hugged and kissed Eddie, Colin, and me, holding me in a loving and tender embrace, and telling me again how much he loved me and would be missing me. He'd be out to visit, though, he assured me, and no doubt my horny brothers would be around soon, too, once they found out that Colin and I were both with Eddie. (I didn't know it yet, but both had a habit of driving over to boff Eddie occasionally already. Now, they would have triple incentive.) At last, it was just the three of us. "What would you like to do this afternoon?" asked Colin. "Sleep. Fuck. Cuddle." "No fucking," declared Eddie. "Your asses are under quarantine for 48 hours now. They need a rest." "Shit, Eddie, we just got started." "No whining. The others have the same orders. No fucking until Wednesday. Cheer up, you can do anything else, all fun things. How about a little romance for a change." We grinned sheepishly, knowing we were sort of busted there. We'd been pretty genitally focused this weekend. "Besides, you can both fuck me whenever you like." "So why are we under quarantine and you not?" "Because I'm an experienced old whore, and I know when it's time to give my ass a rest, that's why. And it's definitely not time yet." "We have some calls to make before any of this fun stuff happens," reminded Colin. So Eddie made his call to Cousin Webster, and in minutes, Colin had a part-time job, at whatever schedule he would set, with Webster and Sons warehouse business. Web did mention that the men maintained an apartment above their executive offices, to which only they had access-for rest during their long hours of work, of course. Colin, it seemed would be spending most of his time up there, helping out with "whatever might come up." Colin called our cousin Win (short for Winter, and yes, he had sisters named Spring, Summer, and Autumn. We were running out of non-duplicate names in the family), and found that, though Win had been planning to live in the frat house in the coming term, he would be only too glad to opt out of that in favor of sharing a flat with Colin. He was particularly glad to hear that Colin had joined the SSD. "I don't often strike out with the women, you know," he declared, "but if I ever do, and even in between some, it sure would be good to have a nice, warm and wet mouth and ass on call right on the premises." Colin dropped the news that his mouth and ass now technically belonged to me, but could still be loaned out, and besides, there would be many weekends when my mouth and ass would be on call right there on the premises, too. "Little Will? Imagine that! I had no idea he was old enough. Always a cute kid, though." "Just wait 'til you see!" Colin grinned at me and winked his wicked wink. Then Colin and I spent the rest of the afternoon in bed. We kissed for an hour. Then we did 69-position rim-jobs for 45 minutes. Then we sucked each other's cocks for half an hour. Finally, we fell asleep in one another's arms, and there we remained until about five. We found Eddie back on the pool deck, where he practically lived in good weather, though he had had a nap during the afternoon also, and we enjoyed some pool time, while he prepped some shrimps and scallops for the grill. "Time to face reality, lads. Your days of teen gluttony are over, I'm afraid. Now, you eat just to live, and to maintain your gorgeous and desirable physiques." If that meant only having delicious, delectable fare like Eddie provided, so be it. Turns out, the only thing we really missed after that was pizza, which we could have only on rare occasions. We had to limit our beer intake severely, too, but that was not a problem for me, since I had never gotten used to it anyway. Colin had more trouble on that score, being a college frat-boy type. "What's for dessert, then?" Colin asked innocently, once we had enjoyed our spa meal. "Me, of course," answered Eddie. So as the twilight deepened and stars began to appear above us, we spent over an hour together enjoying probing the various recesses of Eddie's smooth, sleek, and muscular body, inserting our soft, wet tongues and hard, slick cocks wherever they could be made to fit. We each planted two loads of man-seed into his rectum. We ended kissing him on opposite cheeks and thanking him profusely for all he had done for us, and was continuing to do, by keeping us on this summer. "I like the way you thank me, and you are welcome to do more of it any time." --2- The Working Life Colin and I pitched into our new jobs bright and early the next morning, beginning with the stable work, which Eddie showed us how to do. That took a couple of hours, counting an hour of riding to exercise the horses, during which Eddie showered and cooked breakfast. No more biscuits and gravy, but as farm hands, we still rated a substantial feed. Afterwards, Eddie reluctantly donned "office casual" clothing and drove off to his office to meet with those clients who might not be comfortable sitting with him naked at the residence (he actually had a number of clients who preferred the minimalist dress code, and he kept separate hours to meet with them at home.) Colin and I set to work painting the fences surrounding the property and the stable-yard. That task would occupy us for the next two weeks, along with the horses, pool, and yard. "I want the name of your staff agency," I heard Mr. Gleason say one afternoon, as he and Eddie sat naked under an umbrella near the pool, while Colin and I were doing our chores there. I could feel the little piggy eyes of the fleshy, sixty-year-old businessman boring into my ass as I skimmed the pool's surface for bugs and grass. "Oh, them? They're family," Eddie responded casually. "My nephew and a cousin. Just helping out for the summer, while school is out." Eddie gamely tried to show the man the figures on his papers, but Gleason's eyes never left the swim-suit regions of the two of us for the whole visit. "Do you have any more cousins and nephews?" the man interrupted at one point. "Dozens. And yes, they all look pretty much like those two." "Damn. Some guys have all the luck." "Yes, Mr. Gleason. Some guys do." Since we were up and out at dawn, we usually took a two-hour siesta after lunch, which we filled with an hour of love-making and an hour of napping entwined in one another's arms. Then we were out for another round of work in the sun. The only thing we ever had conflict over was the riding lawn mower: there was only one, and we both liked to ride it. We had to alternate, which was fair, but unsatisfactory to both of us. At night, after a leisurely dinner and some time with Eddie-talking, watching a bit of TV or a DVD, straightening up the kitchen-we were off to bed by nine. But usually, we still had a couple of hours of serious love-making to do yet, before sleep. Colin, as a lover, was simply brilliant, yet improving with practice. He got me so hot and desperate for cock that I was begging him to fuck me just about every night. And when he did get around to fucking me, he could make it last an hour, generally giving me two or three injections without even removing his rigid cock from my ass. He twirled me around the bed expertly, from one position to another, without losing the connection of his dick in my butt. Some nights, we both fucked Eddie, either in the playroom with a porn DVD running, or up in his big bed, under the lighted ceiling mirror. Honestly, I liked the live porn we created ourselves much better than the DVD's. And some nights, in our own bed, I fucked Colin, trying to be just as tender and romantic and considerate a lover as he always was for me. We also found time to study massage techniques and to practice them on one another and on Eddie, who whole-heartedly approved of our efforts. We learned all the muscle groups and how to work them. That middle male crotch muscle never went neglected. Our first weekend, my brothers came out to spend the day. We had already fed and exercised the horses, showered and hosed out our asses, and had our breakfast when they arrived, boisterous and naked, in Jeff's open Wrangler. "Did you guys drive out here naked?" I asked. I was sorry not to have been part of that! "Sure, the doors are on," answered Jeff. "Nobody could tell, really. Well, except that one trucker, and he liked what he saw." "He showed us his dick," laughed Mike. "Almost as big as yours, Will." It wasn't long before they were ready to get down to the business they had come for-fucking their little brother, and sampling the wares of their cousin, Colin. They actually flipped a coin (which Mike had to retrieve from the Jeep, since they had no pockets) to see who got me first. Jeff won. "Let me prep him for you, Will," suggested Colin, and while I lubed up my asshole, he went down on my big brother and fluffed him into a huge, firm erection for me. "Whoa, bud, don't finish me before I even get started!" Jeff warned. "Don't worry, you'll get yours soon enough." I assumed the familiar position on hands and knees on the padded chaise, and Jeff moved in behind me. He slid his slobbery dick into my well-greased hole like closing a drawer. It was a perfect fit, like Colin's and Dad's. I was discovering that the standard family-issue nine-inch cock was just right for my hole. Eddie had it, too, only a little thicker than most, and so did Stewart and Jared. I would experience many others once I got to The Camp. Jeff started laying pipe right away, and he gave me a short, but bumpy ride that first time before spewing my gut. With his big cock still firmly planted up my behind, he fell, sweating, across my back and hugged me to him, kissing my neck and speaking softly into my ear. "Whew! That was so good, Bro! Thanks! I'll last longer next time, I promise. By the way, I definitely approve your choice of boy-friend. We've been buds our whole lives-who knew he would turn out to be gay? But if you don't mind, I'd like to make use of his services, too, sometimes. I can definitely recognize what you see in him! And vice-versa, Will, you're a hot little number all of a sudden." Both my brothers were always kind to me, but not usually verbally remonstrative-this was about as affectionate as Jeff ever got. I received his compliments cheerfully and gratefully. "Glad you approve, Jeff. Sure, you two can play all you want-he always keeps plenty for me! And I hope you know, my ass is yours, Bro, anytime you need relief." "Er, right now, guys, I need some of that relief." That was Mike, patiently waiting his turn at my stern. Jeff slid out and sat nearby to watch his two younger brothers mating, and Colin and Eddie joined him. It didn't bother Mike in the least to have an audience, and it certainly did not inhibit me. Mike reamed me out thoroughly, and I knew it would please his ego that he lasted longer than his big brother had. Finally, he added his contribution to the jizz collection I was beginning in my gut. After that, we swam for a while, and then Jeff wanted to fuck Colin, which he asked for outright without the least bit of romantic overture. Those "straight" guys can be awfully direct! Colin laughed and agreed cheerfully. Mike humped Eddie alongside the others, and this time, I got to watch from the sidelines. I'd seen plenty of Mike's naked body, and Eddie's, too for that matter-my eyes were glued to my lover and my oh-so-sexy biggest brother. It made me just a tinge jealous to see how good they looked together. But I also got a massive hard-on. Once Jeff finished, which did take a bit longer this time, I moved in on Colin and carried him forward to an overpowering hand-free ejaculation just from the prostate stimulation of our two big cocks in his ass in such quick succession. Cum dripped from his hole as I pulled out, so I licked it up and gave his anus a nice French kissing. Though mingled with my own, it was my first taste of Jeff-cum, and it reminded me to ask something. "So, Jeff, whatever happened with that sexy blonde you've been chasing around all summer?" "Too much chasing, not enough catching, Li'l Bro. I threw that one back. At this present moment, I am a free man." "Lock up your women and your little brothers, then," commented Eddie. "Anaconda on the loose!" Jeff grinned. "How about Uncles?" "They can fend for themselves." Eddie winked. After lunch, we lounged around the pool for a while. It wasn't long, though, before Jeff was back, scooching up behind me and poking a hard, slickened cock at my ass. He fucked me this time lying side to side on a chaise in the sunshine. Meanwhile, off to the side, I saw Colin blowing Mike's big rod. That brother of mine really loved having his knob polished! He lay back in ecstasy while my lover took care of his manly needs, finally feeding Colin his load of nectar just about the time Jeff left his deposit in my sperm bank. That night, while making love to me in our bed, Colin murmured, "I wish I had a family like yours, Will. Your dad and your brothers are great guys-and so damn hot! You are one lucky sumbitch. My family is nowhere near as cool as yours, mostly because of my drunk dad." I kissed him cheerfully as his long dong poled my depths. How sweet, thinking of the other men in my family while fucking me. "Thanks, I guess. I'm happy to share them with you. In fact, I now have shared all of them with you, if you'll recall. Why don't you just join my family then? We'd all be happy to have you. Me especially." He gave a loud groan and injected his sperm into my bowel with a shudder. "I take that as a 'yes'." -3-Working Details Eddie did take his promised vacation, leaving the two of us on our own at his place. It was a fabulous ten days. We continued with our customary schedule, but now we had our own meals to provide, and we practiced some of the culinary skills we were picking up from Eddie. We moved into his bed for the duration, and I loved it. I was able to watch all of Colin's backside as he poled me most nights, his muscular buttocks rising and falling, clenching and relaxing over my pelvis. His head bent over my hard cock, licking and sucking. Mr. Anders from across the road had called before Eddie left to inform him that Anders had put an automatic gate-opener on the pasture gate opposite Eddie's driveway, in case his young relatives wanted to exercise the horses among his cattle again. "We can't have them milling around out there on the road, you know," he declared. He also insisted that we were welcome anytime, as the tourist buses were all finished for the season. So we regularly used the gate opener he'd left in the mailbox to trot the horses right across the road and into the open pasture for their morning rides, and we no longer caused much of a stir in the neighborhood. One noon-day, though, out by the pool, I was practicing my deep-throat technique on a very cooperative Colin. He was sprawled on his back across the flattened chaise, and I crouched between his knees with his beefsteak imbedded deeply into my throat, my lips touching his pubes and my tongue swirling the base of his unit. Colin had his eyes closed, and mine were focused on his crotch. Suddenly, a shadow passed across Colin's body. Then, a hesitant, young, male voice spoke. "Would one of you care to sign for this package for Mr. Caldwell?" I glanced to the side to see the familiar brown shorts of a UPS delivery man. I'd held my breath as long as I could by this time, and I had to slide Colin's huge cock out of my throat so I could get some air. The UPS guy gasped even louder than I did. "Holy shit! I've heard of that, but damn, I never saw it in person. I can't believe you can take that whole thing down your throat! It's huge!" I grinned up at him and turned sideways, so that my own boner popped out from under me. His eyes bulged. "And you-yours is huge, too!" The guy was pretty cute, maybe twenty-two, five-eleven, short brown hair and nice brown eyes, a balanced face with a trimmed goatee. The thin, brown cloth of his shorts tented in the left thigh. Colin's eyes had opened, and he gave the man his sexy wink. "Take your lunch break here, why don't you? Take a dip, and Will here can do a demo on you. He's always looking for more practice." "Well, I am a little ahead of schedule for a change. You sure you don't mind?" He was shucking his damp shirt over his head as he spoke. There was no tee shirt underneath. No underwear beneath the shorts, either. He toed off his sneakers, and he was as naked as we were in under thirty seconds. "Shower's over there," Collin nodded with this head. I had buried my nose in his short pubes again, intent on bringing him off as promised. Mr. UPS, who we later found out was named Scott, was under the shower spray by this time. He dove into the pool and swam back across to our side. Clearly, he was more intent on his demo than on the opportunity to swim, or have lunch for that matter. He sat, dripping, next to us and watched raptly as I continued to slide Colin's flesh-stick into and out of my mouth and throat. "Damnation. I'm just amazed." Scott stared intently at Colin's body and at my head devouring his dick. After a few more minutes, Colin began to scrunch up his nose and eyes. He was almost to the brink. With a low moan, he ejaculated an abundant shot of his milk onto my tongue, and I swallowed quickly, then received more, and swallowed again, not wasting a drop. I carefully licked him clean. "Who's next?" Clearly, Scott was ready. His dick soared its full seven inches. No challenge there! But I gave him a nice ride and brought him off like a rocket, cleaning him also very carefully so that there would be no tell-tale stain on the brown shorts. "We're out here every day, this time," stated Colin. "Next time, bring a rubber, you can fuck one of us, your choice." "Damn." Scott was already re-dressing, a big, happy grin on his face. "I'll sure be back for that! Mr. Caldwell gets a lot of packages." When Eddie got back, we took the following weekend off and visited my family together. Colin fit in like one of the gang from the beginning. Mom couldn't have been nicer, and she was even pretty tactful, for a mother. The girls were simultaneously beside themselves with chagrin that Colin was gay, and all over him as if they just couldn't remember it or believe it. He and I spent the two nights up in my queen-size bed, and sure enough, both Mike and Jeff came in through the joining bathroom to fuck both of us and get blown. We didn't get much sleep while we were there, but we certainly did not go hungry in the night, either. The summer progressed all too quickly. Before we could realize it, it was time to go to The Camp for my first men's week, and the first time for both of us to serve as SSD. It would be a week I would always remember.