Date: Tue, 3 Aug 2010 03:27:42 -0700 (PDT) From: kevin Donovan Subject: special services division, chapter 17, gay male incest The following is a work of gay erotic fiction involving graphically described sex among teenage males, sex with older males, and incest. If these topics offend you, or if it is illegal for you to read or possess such materials where you are, read no further. This story is pure fantasy. The author does not condone either sex with minors, sex with immediate family, or unprotected sex. Do not reproduce this without permission. Let me hear from you at letsgonaked@yahoo.com. SPECIAL SERVICES DIVISION By Kevin Donovan Chapter Seventeen: Saturday Night -1-Bed Bait After dinner, we adjourned to the showers, where most of the SSD and a few others were beginning to gather to prepare for the night's activities. Everyone wanted to admire the new navel jewelry, which Colin and I disinfected carefully. We had bed-duty beginning at eight, with a series of new clients scheduled, no repeats. I had three older guys on my list, but one of them was Greg's dad; and I also had one of Jeff's (and Colin and Stewart's) buds, Jeremy, a fine-looking collegian; and Morgan, about twenty-five and gorgeous, with dreamy blue eyes; and Zack, who did Colin last night, would be back to hump me tonight. My dance card was looking pretty good! I had also told Chad to check by. That made me a little nervous because of his romantic overtures, but damn, he was one fine-looking man. Colin's schedule was much like mine. Interspersed with the older crowd, he also had Mitch and Joe on his list, over-reaching their station a little, I thought, but sharing a time slot; also Charlie, a handsome specimen in the early twenties group. He also had Casey's good-looking father, and his own uncle Dillon. It went much like the previous night, but somehow, it seemed like I was now an experienced pro at this. I received each visitor in a friendly and cordial manner, engaged in a bit of small talk to put him at ease, gracefully inquired about his preferences, usually while caressing his dick or tit, and guided him into position to do the deed in the manner he indicated. Mack, Greg's dad, liked a tight fit, and he wanted me flat on my stomach. Once he penetrated me, he slid my legs together inside his to provide extra pressure, and he humped away with vigor atop my buttocks until he spewed. I enjoyed the weight of his body on my back and butt, not to mention the firm, thick length of his cock sliding up my love chute (no doubt about where Greg got his hefty unit!), but it didn't take long. Mack came deep inside me almost before he had worked up a sweat. I had a good ten minutes left to listen to a lusty, rough-hewn fellow in his forties rutting on my lover next to me. I slipped out into the main room briefly to see if Chad was around, but didn't see him. Instead, I chanced upon Ralph, who was just passing by. He greeted me cheerfully, but quickly turned serious. After realizing that I was just catching a breath while Colin was still busy inside, he said to me, "Will, I can tell you haven't let go of your resentment of me, for the way I've been to Colin, and I want to tell you something: I don't just accept that, I appreciate it. I really like the way you care for him, and I understand that you want to protect him from any further hurts from me. I also want to say that I won't try to push a relationship with you. If I was out of line to give you a gift, I'm sorry about that. I see you are wearing it, though, and I appreciate you being so big about it." "I do like it, Ralph, and it was thoughtful of you to include me. I'm trying to be fair, really. It's just so soon, that's all. Thanks for giving me some space." He winked at me. "I hope we'll be friends one day. I promise, I'll do the best I can to allow that to happen. I have a lot to make up to Colin, and I'm determined to do it. But it's 'one day at a time.' Right now, I have to run-I have an AA meeting out at the fire circle." I must have looked taken aback. "Yeah, even here. Especially here. There's a dozen or so of us, and we really need one another's support to stay sober, more here than most places. We meet every night." "Have a good meeting, then. See you later. And thanks." He left in the direction of the back door, and I returned to the bedroom, where Colin's stud was ejaculating gutturally. He left via the porch, and Colin turned to me. "Couldn't take it, eh?" "No, not that, I thought I'd see if Chad was lurking around. I thought I'd have time for a quickie if he was." "Don't you like Chad? Seems like you're wanting to get him over with, sorta." "Problem is, I DO like Chad. And I think he is kind of sweet on me. But I don't want to encourage him, and I want to keep it on a friendly level. That's why I told him he can only have me with you watching." Colin smiled. "Damn, I love you." He drew me into his arms. "We both like Stewart, and we both enjoy his body sexually, and we aren't jealous that way." "Yeah, but Stewart respects our relationship with one another, and he doesn't try to horn in, he just participates. Actually, he wants what we have-but with someone else, when the time comes. That's different." "Yeah. But I know Chad pretty well. I think he will handle his end fine, too." Just then, our next appointments both arrived, and I didn't have time to tell Colin about his dad. It would have to wait. Mitch and Joe bounced in like eager Cocker Spaniels, but turned shy when faced with Colin's more mature manner. After them came Jeremy to visit me, and I was very glad to have him there while my friends were with Colin-he was so sophisticated and charming next to those two, and I hoped they'd pick up some pointers. Jeremy greeted Colin familiarly, and actually asked his permission to spend time with me, which Colin graciously granted, turning his attention then to his two stud pups. Jeremy took me into his arms confidently, but seductively, and gave me a big, sexy kiss. I was always a sucker for lip-lock! I hardly noticed my buds doggie-fucking Colin beside us, as Jeremy made love to me for the next twenty minutes. It was wonderful. He made me feel like we were alone and our union was the most important matter in world history for that time. When he bred me, I felt some of that longing for impregnation that I have particularly with Colin, but also a few of my other favored studs. I hoped Jeremy would be one of my regulars, and as he drained his pipes in mine, he whispered encouraging words in my ear. "Man, Will, that was so good. You're a natural at this! Thanks for having me, and I hope this is the first of many, many happy sessions together." "Any time, Jeremy." He kissed me tenderly, gave Collin's hip a playful slap (with Joe rutting on his rump at the time), and he was off. Joe nutted just then, and the two newbies went on their way, dicks dripping, with a strut in their walk like they'd accomplished some great manly maneuver. "I think I got the better of that round, Stud-puppy," I commented. "You ever been with Jeremy sexually?" "No, not yet. I'm new to this, too, remember. But I saw his name on my schedule for Monday, I think, so my turn is coming. He's a cool one, no doubt." "I think he could be the instructor for the Mister Manners class I have in mind. Along with you, of course." We laughed, and immediately turned to greet our next customers, Casey's sexy and suave dad for Colin, and a fifty-year-old heavy sweater for me! The world turns. And so it went for our two-hour shift on the king-size. Some of our men were not the men of our dreams, but as I've already mentioned, no one in our family is exactly homely or poorly hung, and thanks to the unusual family culture of sensuality, they knew what to do with their equipment, too. We had some very nice sessions, and each of us came ourselves a couple of times, just from the pleasure of being expertly fucked. Chad never showed. -2- Line Up As we walked to the showers to prep for our next gig, which was the slings, I told Colin about my talk with Ralph. He listened eagerly. "I think he's doing the right things," I concluded. "I'm feeling better about him. But remember, it's day one." He nodded. "You're right not to get too starry-eyed, and I'll try not to, too. But I'm hoping." Stewart and Casey were abandoning the slings as we approached, with slime dripping down their muscular thighs and puddling on the porch planking. Again, one of the elders hosed it, and them, off good-naturedly. We didn't bother with the hoods this time. They were kind of hot, and besides, we didn't really care who fucked us in this setting. Bring 'em on! "Hey, Stew, did you see Chad out here?" I asked Stewart's retreating back. "Yeah, he fucked me about ten minutes ago. On a break from playing cards, I think." Why do I worry about nothing? I asked myself. There was a line, again. After a couple of quick fucks, I looked up to see all my peer group and fellow boaters from the afternoon lined up one behind the other on my side of the porch, ginning at me. Greg and Steve were even there. "What the fuck?..." They laughed uproariously, as if they had pulled some major prank on me. "We have free time right now," explained Steve. "Don't worry, we won't wear you out." "Yeah, because if I'm not mistaken, you're in this sling next." "And I'll be glad to take you on, if you're up to it." Colin had a line of older men and teens, too, but it moved pretty fast. No one held out all that long fucking ass in the sling. After half an hour, our asses were pouring rivulets of sperm onto the porch like down-spouts in a light rain. "Watch your step there," said Steve's brother Andy to the man behind him, as he pulled out of my ass. "That floor is slippery under bare feet." My anal ring and prostate were getting a good work-out. I was hard the whole time, and so was Colin. Unlike so many bottoms, who go limp while being fucked, we both get super turned on by it, and often spew sperm. The time sped by, and I didn't bother counting my studs anymore. When our feet were released from their straps, I could hardly stand. But I got my land legs back quickly, and with ass freshly hosed out, I followed Colin out to the showers for our third wash of the night. We were officially off duty now, and could even bed down for the night if we wanted to. -3- Chad, Hanging Chad was waiting for us, though, at the door to our room, smiling shyly, but seemingly kind of tense. "Can you take one more?" he asked. "If it's you," I answered. He greeted Colin with a hug, and then me likewise, and we went in to the bed. He got right to the point, addressing me, but stroking my chest at the same time. His handsome dick was hard and drooling. But he was determined to be adult about this. "OK, Will, I have to talk to you first. Well, let me take things in order: first, I'm gay, as you might have figured. I'm not in SSD, though, because I'm strictly a top, at least I think I am, and I don't think I'm up to all the bottom work you guys seem to have to do." "Have you been fucked before?" I interrupted. "Yeah, twice, and it hurt like hell both times." I smiled. "Then they did it wrong. We can fix that," I promised. "What else?" "I've been sort of lusting after you, letching really, so much so that I didn't even consider one of the other guys yesterday. I know it was silly. I feel foolish. You're just, like, my ideal, physically, and seem so nice. I don't suppose you can see what a great ass you have, which is probably just as well. I didn't realize you and Colin were such a serious couple, maybe wishful thinking on my part. Last night, it seemed like maybe you two were having troubles. It was way off base for me to try to take advantage of that, if it was true, and I'm really sorry. But it wasn't true, obviously, so here we are. Still, I'm sorry about that little scene. I made you uncomfortable." "Apology accepted, and no problem here." "Before we proceed, then, I just want to make sure-is this really OK with you, Colin? Can we have sex that's just sex, and no strings? I'm so horned up-I just fucked your friend Stewart outside a couple of hours ago, what a nice guy he is-but now, it's like I haven't busted a nut in months. I feel like I need to fuck for hours to get enough cum out of me to just be normal again." "Well, Chad, you've come to the right place!" Colin put in. "Truth is, Will and I love to fuck and love to be fucked. That's why we do this. We love it even more when we can do it together, or at least in the same bed together. We love to watch one another do it. You can fuck Will, and then if you're up to it, fuck me, too. Stew will probably be in here in a bit, and you can fuck him again, too. Then do the rounds again, if that isn't enough." "And if you play your cards right, you can have your choice among us to show you what fun it can be to GET fucked, too." I added. "Will is particularly good at that," said Colin, smiling. Chad's desperate state began to calm down. "You guys are the best," he declared. "Now, shut up and kiss me," I demanded. -4- Chad, the Action Figure Once at it, Chad proved a competent and energetic lover. He seemed to enjoy having Colin watch. Just after he penetrated me, missionary style, Stewart walked in. He stood at the door for several minutes, just watching Chad's midsection rise and fall over mine. "Great view from here, guys," he said, smiling. "Great feeling from here, too," I answered. "Umph," added Chad. He was hitting bottom on every thrust. Colin and Stewart laughed. In due course, Chad injected a big serving of his baby-starter in my copious colon, pausing for just about a minute before withdrawing the big unit, still completely rigid. He kneed his way over to Colin. "Ready?" he asked breathlessly. "Already? Don't you need to rest or anything?" Chad shook his head. "Told you I was desperate." Colin pulled his knees up over his head, baring his perfect pucker at his suitor. Chad's head wobbled in appreciation, and he licked his lips. He leaned forward to plant his mouth on Colin's beautiful anus, and licked it up into a lather of saliva. But he could not be patient for long. He pushed his hips forward and planted the head of his swollen cock onto the wet rosebud, and let his weight carry it on in. Colin gasped with the sudden fullness and closed his eyes. Chad's shoulders fit up behind Colin's ankles, and he began to thrust. Now Stewart moved to the side to watch. "Damn," was all he said. I, on the other hand, was too wrung out to look. I had been fucked royally. Chad spent ten minutes breeding Colin's ass, before letting go of his third round of ejaculate for the evening. He sort of gargled with passion as it shot forth into Colin's ass. He ground his pubes against Colin's taint firmly. His eyes were closed tightly. Then, he turned to Stewart. "Let's do it," he said. The dude's cock was still hard as a marble rolling pin, and not much slimmer. "If you can do it, I can do it," agreed Stew. He lay on his back on the other side of me and rolled up his legs as Colin had done. Again, Chad began by lapping at his cunt. But within a minute, he had his cock up Stewart's man-hole laying pipe like no tomorrow. This time, admittedly, it did take him longer-Stewart got at least fifteen minutes of Chad's undivided attention. In the end, he was pile-driving desperately, trying to get off that last, crucial load, crying out with the effort, as Stewart whined keenly beneath his onslaught. Finally, with a shout, he achieved the release he had worked for, and bathed Stewarts' smooth, clean gut with his creamy custard, the last dregs of it. Chad collapsed atop Stewart, both of them bathed in his sweat, cheek to cheek, Chad's cock still planted in Stew's rectum. Stew wrapped his long legs around Chad's hips to tilt his pelvis, so Chad could stay in longer as he softened. IF he softened. Colin and I moved to 69 one another's asses, to enjoy Chad's spunk together. It had a nice, savory taste to it. When next I looked up, both Chad and Stewart were asleep, stacked just as they had been. I was struck by what a sweet and handsome couple they made. I swung around to swap spit with my lover, and we quickly joined our bed-mates in slumber.