Date: Wed, 27 Mar 2019 22:55:29 -0500 From: Kenneth Kirk Subject: Training the Coopers Chapter 4 Training the Coopers Author's Note: This is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental and not intended. The author maintains full copyright of this material and licenses the use of it by Nifty.org as specified in information on the website. Please do not use it in any other published manner without the permission of the author. As this is erotic fiction featuring male to male sexuality, please leave this site if such stories are offensive to you. Please note that this story features sex between relatives of various connections. If this offends you, please leave this site. Some of the characters in this story are under age. If this offends you or is illegal in your jurisdiction, please leave this site. I have followed Nifty policy regarding these matters. If you are under age in your jurisdiction, please leave this site at once. 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None of the story has been posted until it is complete. Posting on Nifty takes a while, but the entire story will be posted in due time. This story is the backstory of characters who will be included in a book to be published in the Fall, 2019, tentatively titled "The Deputy Boys Book 2: The Induction." The story of the Cooper Family is entirely separate from this book, although several Coopers are characters in that book. At the beginning of each chapter and occasionally within the chapter, you will see a name written on a line by itself with no explanation. This is the name of the author of that section. The point of view shifts between various members of the family to tell the most detailed story. Hopefully, this will not prove confusing to you. Without further ado, enjoy "Training the Coopers"! Best Wishes, Kenneth Kirk Chapter 4 David I couldn't believe my ears when my ex-Marine Uncle Darrel told me he was going to give me a blow job. My brain balked when I tried to understand the meaning of his statement. He was a cocksucker, too? He was going to blow me? Not possible. He was by far the most masculine man I knew. That gave me a little different impression of men who suck cock. Maybe you could suck cock without being a faggot. My cock lengthened and plumped up as blood raced into it. He pushed me over until I was lying flat on my back. Quickly he moved above me, his knees on the sheet between my knees. Reaching across my torso, he tweaked my nipples, which sent electric shocks directly to my cock, causing a massive surge of blood with it immediately reaching its full state of arousal. I couldn't believe how sensitive my nipples were! My dick was pushed toward my belly by Darrel's hard six-pack as he leaned across me so his wonderful lips could reach mine. We kissed as my mind soared with erotic energy; I moaned as he worked my nubbins with his fingertips and touched my erection with his hairy abs. Soon he released my screaming nipples and slid his fingers down across my sensitive belly as he leaned back into a kneeling position between my thighs. His fingertips circled my cockroot and tickled my ball sac, making me shudder in delicious anticipation. When the hot wetness of his mouth enveloped my cockhead, I screamed with the intensity of the sensations. His mouth pressed my dick from every direction like he was kissing it all the way around. He held me in his oral grip while I convulsed and whimpered for a couple of seconds. Then he pushed his head toward my body, drawing a couple of additional inches into the warm sheath, multiplying the pulsing of the nerve endings in my shaft. He was still for a couple of more seconds before slowly descending all the way until his lips locked around my throbbing root. In this final thrust, I felt my cockhead hit an obstruction, the back of his throat I guessed. It paused momentarily and then magically his throat opened and my dick crawled into his esophagus! It seemed like half my dick went into this super tight, very comfortable sheath before Darrel had me as deep as anatomically possible. Before I had adjusted to the massive sensations coming from every square millimeter of my dick-surface, I felt a rhythmic milking sensation on the two or three inches of dick that had made it into his throat. Oh, my God! It was unbelievable, heavenly even. I felt the cum boiling in my nuts. A millisecond before I came, he relaxed and pulled all the way off my rod. Suddenly exposed to the unwelcome coolness of the air, my dick shook with disappointment while Darrel busied himself licking my balls, loosely holding my dick at the root. The nerve endings in my cock took a breather as my neuro-pathways became clogged with nerve signals coming in from my scrotum. When he took one ball and then the other into his hot mouth, I moaned again from the unexpected sensations. For a minute or two, Darrel rolled my testicles over each other and applied light suction to the entire scrotum. His tongue tenderly massaged my nuts through the thin layer of skin containing them. I moaned and wiggled on the bed as he worked over my sac. Gently he spit out my balls and sucked my dick back into his throat for more of the incredible milking that had brought me to the brink of ecstasy a few minutes before. Repeatedly he would milk my dick deep in his throat for thirty or forty seconds, then pull off until the glans rested on his tongue while he would suck in a deep breath and then my dick would be sucked back into its favorite place for some more milking. Each time he repeated this cycle, my sensitivity was greater. I knew this couldn't happen much more before I shot an amazing load. My moans were getting louder and more continuous as his throat contracted around my horny cock. On about the fourth or fifth round of milking, my whole body drew all its energy into one place in my balls. For a few seconds I knew I had passed that point at which an ejaculation could be prevented. I felt the tension build like an archer's bow pulled back and back and back further still. Somehow, I knew the build-up had gone higher than ever before, even higher than when I had my massive orgasm brought on my Darrel's unimaginable kissing the first time I was with him. His throat contracted over and over. My dick was super-sensitive, expectant. My body seemed to pause. My heart rested for a moment. My breathing stopped. The bow continued to draw back. My brain took a break. I groaned loudly in an endless wail. Time ceased. Nothing happened except Darrel's throat-contractions and my uncontrolled and unconscious groaning. Life was suspended. The earth waited. The bow retracted a final millimeter. And then the bow snapped! I had the sensation of being kicked right in the nuts. My cojones must've travelled from their normal home snuggled into my ballsac up to the base of my cock at the speed of light. They slammed into me, sending a jolt all the way through me. In the middle of one of Darrel's powerful throat contractions, my cum shot out in a massive blast that must have sailed straight into his stomach. My dick lurched. My abdominals clenched, jerking my head and shoulders off the mattress and propelling my body halfway to a sitting position, which seemed to amplify my scream as all the air was suddenly pushed out of my lungs. Darrel pulled back so the third shot blasted into the back of his throat. As my balls emptied into the gateway to Darrel's guts, my body slammed around on the mattress while my screams echoed off the ceiling and bounced off the walls. Truthfully, the sensations were so intense for me that they contained elements of pain mixed with the ecstasies of pleasure. When the last blast finally concluded, my lungs screamed for air and I sucked in a gigantic breath. My screams transitioned into low moans as the sensitivity in my cock morphed from pleasure into pain. "Oh, God," I finally said coherently. Darrel said nothing as he gently held my flagging cock against his tongue. Understanding that my sensitivity was at the cusp between pleasure and pain, he did not move, he did not suck, he just quietly held me in a warm, impossibly intimate embrace. We must have lay together that way for a couple of minutes before he finally released my now- flexible penis back into the cool air of the room. He moved quietly upwards alongside my body until his face hovered above mine. He touched the side of my face in a calming caress and leaned close to me. I slowly opened my eyes to find his eyes just inches above mine. His face was flushed and a string of cum hung from the corner of his tightly-closed mouth. He leaned further into me, turning his head slightly to one side in the age-old positioning for a kiss. I turned slightly in the other direction and opened my mouth a bit. A second later, his lips brushed mine and he opened his mouth above me. Instantly, a wad of warm cum dropped onto my tongue. I was shocked to be receiving my own cum from him in this way, but I also found it very sexy. He placed a couple of additional small blobs of cum onto my tongue and I eagerly swirled them around my mouth. He licked a lot of the cum off my tongue before again passing it back to me. We must have passed it back and forth several times before he pulled away from me. Grinning down at me, he swallowed the cum he still had. I swallowed my share, too, and returned the grin. He licked his lips sensuously and smirked at me. This little exchange had reversed the drooping of my cock and it now stood straight and rigid above my abdomen. Grinning, Darrel pulled a bottle of lotion from the nightstand and squirted a big dollop onto my cock and another one onto his. Gently, he smeared the lotion over both dicks. In spite of having already had two of the strongest and largest orgasms of my young life, dickie seemed raring to go another round. Once the lubing had been accomplished, Darrel rolled onto me, knees on the mattress on either side of my hips. He dropped slowly down onto my body being sure our cocks were lined up beside each other and tightly held between our abdominal ridges. His nipples found mine and he shimmied so our nubbins seemed to flick each other. Holy fuck! Electric bolts zapped my dick. He began kissing me slowly, sensuously, and deeply. He shoved his groin higher on my torso a few inches in a fucking motion that cause our dicks to rub against our bellies and each other. Then he slid back down my body, causing a similar rubbing in our groins. Without ever releasing my mouth, he fucked against my body for at least thirty minutes in languid lunges that brought moans from my mouth as we mated. After a long time of slowly fucking our cocks together, he began accelerating his thrusts very gradually. I think he also pushed against me with slightly more force, too. I could feel my cock oozing a lot of precum and our bellies became soggy with all the lotion and natural lubricant. Still he ate my mouth without pause, occasionally reaching down to tweak a nipple, caress my side, or grasp my waist. During this time, I let my hands roam all over his massive back, getting to know the contours of his shoulder blades, spine, neck, waistline, and buttocks. Oh, those firm, round buttocks! Once I discovered them, I kept my hands there for the rest of this colossal fuck. Eventually I got brave enough to trace the cleft with a couple of fingers. When I paused about halfway down, Darrel finally broke our kiss for the first time. Looking deeply into my eyes, he whispered, "Get some lotion on your middle finger and put it inside me." My cock throbbed and squirted out a dollop of precum at that thought. "Um," I moaned as I reached for the lotion bottle. He moved his knees slightly higher against my hips. "Just gently let your finger circle my hole." I reached along his hairy crack until suddenly his eyes rolled in his head and he gasped. I stilled my hand and he said, "There. Circle." Slowly I moved my fingertip in a circle, feeling the slight puff and the wrinkles and the hair and the tight center. "Oh, yeah," he cooed. "Now hold your finger still right in the center." I did and felt a shudder run through his hole. "Press gently in." Holding my breath, I did as he instructed. For a second, nothing happened and then I felt the pressure release and effortlessly my finger slid into his heat. It only went in maybe a half inch before it stopped. Darrel groaned, "Oh, yeah, baby." Opening his eyes, he smiled at me. "Now push a little harder until your whole finger is inside." As I pushed I felt the smooth inner surface of his rectum slide down my finger like a thick, wide ring. He didn't move as my finger slid deeper, past the first knuckle and the second. When the last knuckle was at the edge of his hole, he tightened around my finger. What an unexpected emotional connection I felt with him. I had my finger in his most private place! For a moment he was still. Then he relaxed his ass muscle and thrust against my abdomen which pulled his ass off my finger an inch or two. Before I could respond, he pulled his cock back, pushing his ass back and up and recapturing my finger. "Ooof!" he said quietly. His lips found mine again and he resumed the fucking motions as before, but now my finger was fucking his hole in reverse to the thrusts of his cock against me. Both of us were moaning into our kiss as Darrel fucked our cocks together with greater power. I felt the gathering of energy within my abdomen, but Darrel got to that point a couple of seconds ahead of me. All at once, his anal ring smashed my finger, he bit my lip (lightly), he screamed into my mouth, and his cock erupted in a giant gush of cum that coated my belly, abs, pecs, and the underside of my chin. It was hot and sticky and exciting as hell. That first shot was not even as strong as his second shot, but it pushed me over the edge so that between his second and third shots onto our torsos, my cock made a significant contribution to the general sticky mess between our bodies. For half a minute we alternated blasts of cum with the overall effect of a near-continuous blast of man-juice that could have drowned the most experienced cocksucker in Key West. Perhaps we didn't scare my brothers this time as our verbal outbursts were largely contained within our mouths and throats. When the last blast had ended, we lay quietly, our heartbeats gradually calming, mouths inches apart as we gasped for air, staring into each other's blue eyes. Finally, Darrel kissed me lightly and rolled onto the mattress beside me. He took my hand in his and we lay that way for a while, our conjoined hands held tightly between our hips. Finally, Darrel drew in a big breath and said, "I think that's enough for one lesson." I giggled. "Thank God," I said. "I'm completely worn out." "Hell," he chuckled, "you dumped a month's load of cum tonight." I rolled over to face him and kissed his cheek. "Thanks." "How do you feel, Dave?" he inquired tenderly. "Other than exhausted? He chuckled. "Yeah, other than that." I thought for a moment. "Before we closed the door, I was dreading whatever you had planned. I thought it was going to be a lecture about clean living and abstinence or something equally embarrassing. I was also afraid you might be planning to fuck me." "Soon, but not tonight," he grinned. "Oh, my fear just returned!" "You need to trust me. You'll be begging me to fuck you before I will." His face was serious as he said that and I surprised myself by believing him. "Hmm. Honestly, before tonight I would never in a million years have thought I might actually ever beg any guy to fuck me, but, well, I'm not quite so sure of that now." "Why?" "Because you broke down so many of my defenses tonight. I've never even thought about giving a blow job or ramming my finger up a guy's ass. And I loved doing both of those things with you." "That's good," he said and squeezed my hand. "What else are you feeling?" "I'm very surprised at almost everything we did and how fantastic it all felt. I mean, I've made out quite a bit with girls. I like the closeness of kissing and thought I was pretty good with my lips, but, damn, Darrel! You made me cum with your, uh, sensual kisses! And I've never imagined a blow job could feel so incredible. It was better than fucking my girlfriends." "A good BJ is a wonderful thing." "Amen! And, as scary as it was in some ways, I really liked having your cock in my mouth and learning how to suck it." "You did extremely well for a novice." He clasped my cheek, raised himself up until his face was in front of mine, and then kissed me. Pulling back, he said, "I'm very relieved, Dave. I was afraid you were going to be quite resistant when you realized what I was planning. That had the potential to ruin not only your training, but the training for all your brothers." I could easily understand his concern. "That could have happened," I agreed, "but I decided I'd do whatever I had to in the short time before I go away. I decided to cooperate for the sake of family harmony. Hell, I'm really glad I decided to be as cooperative as I could. Now that I've had this experience – with the best orgasms of my life, I might add..." We both chuckled. "I'm so glad, Uncle Darrel, that you decided to do this training." "It's our family tradition, Dave. You should have had it five years ago, but your grandfather and I didn't want you to miss it completely. I had to try, even though it could have been ugly." That brought up a whole new train of thought. "So, uh, Grandfather?" Darrel smiled. "Oh, yes, he trained your dad and me. Very well, I think." "If tonight is any sample, I would say you have been trained exceedingly well!" He nodded and grinned. "Thank you, young man!" "But I don't understand." "What?" "Um. Well, if all the men in our family are, uh, gay, then how do they keep having families?" He laughed quietly. "Most of the men in our family are not gay, Dave. Most of them, like your dad and my dad, are very much like most guys. They are attracted to women, meet a special girl, fall in love, get married, have kids, all that. But, somewhere in our family history, the men figured out that the very best sex, the most pleasure, the biggest and best orgasms, don't usually happen with women. But with other men, if they are relaxed about it, the sex is exceedingly pleasurable." "After tonight, I have to agree with that." "And we have lots more new experiences ahead, too." Surprisingly, I liked the sound of that. In fact, my crazy cock twitched. "Awesome!" "So, our dads train us, not to be exclusively gay, but to know how to enjoy sex to the fullest, no matter who you're with. So, if you're dating women or marry a woman, you will actually be a better lover for them/her after our training. And if you want the absolute greatest sex in the world, you'll know how to be sexy while with men. And you'll have your brothers, uncles, cousins, dad, granddad, and sons to have it with." "I can't wait!" I blurted out. "However, you'd better not touch one of your brothers until he has been trained!" I caught a new sternness in his voice. "I'm serious. If it isn't done right, you can ruin a young guy forever." "Okay." "Promise me," he demanded. "I do." "I also don't want you to talk about your training to any of the others. We'll take them one at a time and allow them to grow at their own pace. I might let you help with the training, but only if you will follow directions exactly as I give them." That was an interesting thought! "Sure, Darrel." "Excellent. Let's get a shower and then hit the sack." "Together?" "Yes. We'll be showering together a lot." Hmm, I thought, that sounds sexy as hell!