Date: Thu, 4 Feb 2021 00:38:44 -0500 From: Athair Mic Subject: Unwrapping Jeremiah - Part 3 (Gay/Incest) This story is a work of fiction, the characters are not real, and any resemblance to anyone real or imaginary is purely coincidental. It contains sex with underage boys and sex with family members. If you are offended by such material, please stop now. If you would like to contact me to discuss story ideas, your fantasies, and your own memories of family fun, or you just want to chat with a big-dicked Daddy who loves incest stories, email me at thckhrd8@gmail.com. Also, remember that Nifty needs your donations to provide these stories so please donate. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Notes: All of my stories take place in the same universe where teen boys are insatiable and men like it that way. Unwrapping Jeremiah - Part 3: Jeremiah This year is the best Christmas ever. Last night Dad finally fucked me. I'd been wanting that all year, ever since I had overheard my Uncle Sammy say that he thought that I was sexy and that he was looking forward to gangbanging one of his friend's nephews. Even though Jimmy and I had only been friends for four or five months at that point, he had become the person I went to when I had questions about sex. We aren't out at school where everyone thinks of us as just two preppy jocks on the baseball team. We became friends after realizing that we were sneaking glances at each other in the shower after practice. Jimmy invited me to his house one afternoon, where we quickly fell into watching gay porn and jerking off. Jimmy had a lot more experience than I did, and he introduced me to lots of things about gay sex that I had never heard about. He wasn't my boyfriend or anything, but we fooled around, and he was my guide into a world I couldn't wait to join. I had told him what I had heard, and his eyes began to dance. "Fuck, that's hot," he said. "Well, what's a gangbang?" I asked. "Is it like an orgy?" I loved watching videos of orgies, and I was hoping I was right. "Sort of," he explained. "It's like an orgy, but instead of a lot of different people fucking, there is only one bottom, and everyone else is there to just fuck that one guy. At an orgy, you could go and still only have sex with one person, but at a gangbang the bottom takes guy after guy. All of the attention is on him." "Fuck, that is hot," I said. "Have you ever been in a gangbang?" "No. I've had some threesomes, but I've never had a chance." "Wait," I realized. "So, Uncle Sammy's friend is going to fuck his nephew and then let a bunch of other guys fuck his nephew, too?" "Yeah, that's the idea." "Do you think Uncle Sammy wants to fuck me?" "Well, it sounds like it." "Oh, okay. I didn't think people could do that." "Well, it's not always legal. But that's just because when two family members have a baby, they can be deformed and stuff. But since men can't get pregnant, there isn't any reason not to do it. It's actually fucking hot." "You've done it? Who with?" "Yeah. My Uncle Bruce. He's my mom's brother." "Really? How?" "He came over one night when my mom and stepdad were out and caught me watching porn in the living room. He just joined me on the couch, pulled out his cock, and started jacking off with me. I was staring at it, and he said, `you can suck it if you want,' and it just kind of went from there. We fuck all the time." "Fuck. I wish Uncle Sammy were around so he could do that with me." "My stepdad and I fuck around a lot, too. But since he's not really my dad, it doesn't count." "If he was your real dad, would you still want to do it?" "Sure. I think it would be even hotter. What about you? Have you thought about your dad fucking you? Your dad's super sexy." I hesitated a moment before admitting, "Maybe...but I didn't think it could happen, so I never really let myself think about it too much." "Well...Think about it. He's hot, and I bet he's noticed how hot you are. No one could not notice that ass of yours." "Ok, Ok. Yeah. I want my dad to fuck me. But I don't know how to make that happen. I can't just ask him." "I have a plan," Jimmy said as he pulled out a pad of paper and started making notes. For the first six months, I wasn't making much progress. Dad spent most of his time at work, and when he was home, Mom was always there. We didn't get any time, only the two of us. I had to settle with watching gangbang and incest porn and practicing with the buttplugs that Jimmy had given me so I could make sure I was ready if I ever got a chance to make it happen. And then everything changed last summer when Dad got back from a work trip to New York. He spent less time at work and made a point of finding time for just the two of us to do things together. We would work on my pitching in the backyard, and after a couple of times, he started to take his t-shirt off and just walk around bare-chested, which he never did before. I knew he spent a lot of time at the gym, but he usually always had a shirt on. I started to take off my shirt as well, which led to Dad rubbing sunscreen all over my back. His fingers felt so good it was hard not to moan out loud. Sometimes it seemed that he would linger at my lower back, the tips of his fingers dipping into the back of my shorts. I would have to try to cover my hardon when he did that. Once school started again in the fall, I was worried that it would go back to how it had been before, but Dad told me that he had talked to his friend who owned the gym that he worked out at. Even though it was supposed to be for people over 18 only, he would make an exception so that we could work out together. We could work on my physical conditioning so that I'd be unbeatable when baseball started again in the spring. The gym never had many women at it since it was one of those old school bodybuilding gyms with not much cardio equipment and mostly just weights. It smelled like sweat and men, and I was always chubbing up, especially when Dad would spot me, standing so close with his hands on me. Sometimes it seemed like he was taking deep inhales of my sweat, with his mouth and nose so close to my neck and shoulders. My favorite part was the showers. They weren't separated, but one big communal area with showerheads all over the wall. We would stand under the hot water, soaping ourselves up. I tried to be subtle in checking out Dad, but at the same time, I would make sure that my crotch was pointing in his direction so he could see that I had a semi. After a week or so, Dad started to do the same. Then it seemed like we were becoming less and less sneaky about it. We'd openly chat and let our eyes roam over each other's bodies. And our semis were starting to get stiffer and stiffer. On Labor Day, the community always had a big party every year in the park that Dad helped plan. Late in the afternoon, Dad headed off to the men's room, and Jimmy elbowed me in the stomach to get my attention, and then followed Dad in. Part of me was jealous, but Jimmy had said that he thought that my Dad had been getting flirty and that he would see if Dad would take him up on it if he made an offer to give him a blow job. He said it was a good way to see how open my Dad was to fool around with someone our age and if Dad let him blow him, that would mean our plan was working. I watched the door like a hawk, and it seemed like they were in there for longer than they usually would be. When Dad came out, he adjusted his shorts and looked around like he was making sure no one was looking. A moment later, Jimmy came out and flashed me one of the shit-eating grins he always has when he's just gotten away with something that he shouldn't be doing. When he reached me, he could see that I wasn't happy. "Hey, cheer up, Jer." "So he let you blow him?" "Yeah. It didn't take all that much to convince him. Man, is his cock beautiful." "I know. I told you that." "This is good news. It means that your dad's up for fucking around with guys and that he doesn't mind if the guy is as young as we are. Now the only obstacle left is figuring out if he would do it with you. And I can tell you that when we were throwing the frisbee around earlier, he was laser-focused on you. Trust me. Your Dad is totally into you." "You think?" I asked. "Totally," he said as he nudged my shoulder. "C'mon, let's head over to my house. We can make out, and you can taste your Dad's cum on my lips. Besides, now, I want to get blown, and you're getting so good at it." After that, I waited a few weeks before I tried my next move. I left a book I needed for my school project on my nightstand, and I left my drawer open with my buttplug in plain sight. Dad always headed upstairs to his home office after dinner to do a little work before coming back down to the living room. When I heard him on the stairs, I called up to him and asked him if he could get it from my room. When he came downstairs and handed it to me, he didn't say anything, but I thought that maybe he gave me a little wink and grin before sitting next to Mom to watch some TV. He didn't say anything about it all the next day at the gym, and I was confused. He wasn't angry, but he certainly wasn't making any moves. I decided to try one more time and be a little more daring. A few weeks later, I pulled up one of my favorite older/younger gangbang videos and paused it on my screen. Making sure that my screen saver wouldn't turn on, I placed it open on my bed. Once again, I asked him to get another book from my room, and once again, he didn't say anything when he handed it to me. I thought maybe he gave me a sexy look. Something that Jimmy called "smoldering." But I couldn't be sure. And he didn't say anything this time either and didn't make any moves. I wanted Dad to be my first, but I was losing hope, and December was coming quickly, so I decided I was going to focus on trying to get Uncle Sammy to fuck me when he came for Christmas. It wasn't a sure thing, but I thought that I had a pretty good chance. Then Uncle Sammy said that he couldn't come this year. I thought I was going to lose my mind if someone didn't fuck me soon. I even asked Jimmy if his uncle or stepdad would do it, but he said they didn't want to risk it unless they knew my dad was ok with it. Then Mom told us that she would be going away with some of her friends the weekend before Christmas week. It was my last chance. If this didn't work, I was just going to give up and find some guy at the park to bust my cherry. Mom left in the morning, and I came down to the kitchen in as little as possible. Dad was sitting there in a button-down and trousers, but I could feel his eyes follow me around the room. Once I was back upstairs at my desk, I heard the door to Dad's room close, and I knew that he was changing his clothes. I left it an hour, and when I went back downstairs, Dad was sitting on the couch watching a movie wearing only his robe, which was completely open, and a pair of tighty-whities that showed off his huge package. I almost jumped on him, but I thought I should wait. After dinner, which was tense with just the two of us, wearing next to nothing and chatting about what we might do to kill time while Mom was away, I went back to my room and waited an hour or so before starting my plan. I sat on my bed and teed up a particularly raunchy scene on my laptop and then unplugged my headphones and turned the volume up as much as I could. It took five minutes or so, but eventually, Dad busted into my room. But he wasn't angry that I was watching porn; he just wanted me to turn the sound down. As soon as he walked over to my bed and saw what I was watching, I could see his cock swell, and I knew it had worked. Finally. Dad fucked me, and it wasn't gentle lovemaking. He fucked the hell out of me. Dad was just as dirty and raunchy as I had wanted him to be. After the first load he dropped in my newly deflowered hole, he didn't say, "I love you." He said, "Take that, you fucking cumdump." That made me hard again immediately. We fucked all night long until neither of us had an ounce of energy left. The next morning I headed off to tell Jimmy the excellent news, and Dad said that he would get some work done. Jimmy was so happy for me and so turned on that he jacked off as I told him all of the details. When I got home, I could hear Dad talking to someone in his office. I thought he was talking on his phone, but when he heard me walking past, he called me in, and I could see that he was FaceTiming with someone on his computer. "Hey, Jer. Come in here. I'm talking to your Uncle Sammy and Uncle Alex." "Really?" I asked. Dad said he would talk to Uncle Sammy about the gangbang thing last night, but I didn't think he would do it that quickly. "Hey, Buddy!" I heard as I came to stand next to Dad and saw both of my sexy uncles on the screen. "Hey, Guys." "So," Uncle Sammy said. "Your Dad was just telling us about all the fun you guys had last night." "You did?" I asked Dad as I felt my cheeks blush. I mean, I hoped he would, but now that he was, I suddenly felt shy. "Hey. No reason to be embarrassed, Buddy. It sounds like you really liked it." I hesitated a moment and then said. "Yeah. I loved it. It's the best Christmas present ever." "Aww, Jer," Dad said as he squeezed me next to him. "Don't speak too soon." "Why?" I asked. "Well," Unce Sammy said. "Your Dad also told us about all the things you said that you wanted to do with us too. Well, Buddy, we'd love to. We're both hard thinking about it." "Really?" I asked. "But, wait, you aren't coming this year. How?' "Well," Dad answered. "I've had an idea. What do you think if you and I fly to New York instead?" "And not have Christmas with Mom?" "No. We'll have Christmas here, and then we'll fly out on the 26th." "What are you going to tell Mom?" "I'll just tell her that I wanted to make sure you got to see your uncles like you do every year. I'll tell her that I need to go to New York for business and I thought I'd bring you along. She won't mind. As long as we have Christmas together, she will be fine. She has all of her committees and volunteer stuff to do. She'll be the one to tell me that she can't come." "Yeah," Uncle Sammy chimed in again. "And when you get here, we can play, and I can throw a party with a few friends so they can meet you. Do you think you'd like that?" "As long as they have big cocks!" I joked, shocking everyone. "Oh, look at you, kid. Don't get ahead of yourself," Uncle Alex laughed. "I don't know, guys," Dad said, looking at me with pride. "I think he'll be able to hold his own. He took everything I threw at him like a champ, and he has the endurance of a horse." "Oh!" I jumped in. "Do you think we can have a lot of poppers at the party? Dad gave me some last night, and I loved them." "Awww," Uncle Alex grinned. "He takes after me." "Not a problem, Buddy," Uncle Sammy interrupted. "Fuck, kid, you got me so horny thinking about this. I'm so hard." "Can I see it?" I asked. "Please? For an early Christmas present?" "Sure," Uncle Sammy said as he stood and unzipped his pants. A few movements of his hands and out sprung his cock. It wasn't quite as long as Dad's, but he was just as thick with sexy veins. "Fuck." I whimpered Uncle Alex reached over and grabbed it, pulling it into his mouth for a few strokes before pulling off with a smile. "Ok. Our turn, Jer," he said as he sat back down. "Shows us that hole of yours that your Dad wrecked last night." Dad reached over and helped me out of my shorts. Bending over, I showed off my ass as best I could. Dad grabbed both cheeks and spread them apart. "Jesus Fucking Christ!" I heard Uncle Sammy moan. "That's a fucking beautiful hole. Hank, is that ass as tasty as it looks?" "You know it. Sweet as candy." Dad moved me so that he had access and swiped his tongue against it a few times before turning back to the screen. "Sorry, guys. You've got me all worked up. Jeremiah here is due his daily pounding." "Party Pooper!" Uncle Sammy joked. "Ok. We'll see you at the end of the week. We can't wait to get in your hole, Buddy." Dad closed his computer and then turned to give me his full attention. We spent the rest of the morning fucking on every surface in the office as Dad told me about how much he would whore me out now that I was his little bitch boy. I couldn't comprehend how all of my wishes were coming true at the same time. Mom was as much of a pushover as Dad said she would be. She said that she couldn't think of a better idea herself. Dad bought two first-class tickets to New York, and we were going to leave the first thing the morning after Christmas. The three days between when Mom got home, and we left were the hardest. We fucked as much as we could before she got home, but being so close to each other and not being able to touch each other was the worst. On Christmas Eve, Dad was able to sneak into my bathroom when I was taking a shower, and I got to blow him, but we didn't have time for more than that. Once we left the house on the 26th, I was getting pretty handsy with Dad, and he told me that I had to calm down around other people after some guy gave us a strange look when I had my hand a little too high on Dad's thigh. "You're hot, but you don't look 18 yet. And even if you did, no one would believe you were my boyfriend. We look far too much alike." "I'm sorry." "You don't have to apologize. I can't wait until we're in New York either, but we have to be patient." The flight attendant covering our seats was a muscular man with a neat blond beard and bright blue eyes--a sexy, flying Viking. The first time he came over to us, I could see that he found Dad very attractive, and Dad seemed to be flirting back. But he was also a little flirty with me, and when Dad didn't seem to mind, he got a little more blatant. As he would pass by, he would stop to chat, giving both of us lustful glances that got bolder as I cuddled into Dad, moving closer and closer to him. After a couple of hours, I unfolded our blanket, and I covered both of our laps. I reached over and slipped my hands under the blanket and began to slowly squeeze and massage Dad's cock. At first, Dad was a little apprehensive, but I could tell he was getting into it, and besides, the only person who would ever be able to see us was the Viking, and I was pretty sure that he wasn't going to mind. Dad eventually reached over and began to return the favor. It felt so good to have his hands on me, even if it wasn't flesh-to-flesh. Our attendant wandered by and noticed but just gave us a sly grin and kept on walking. He returned a few minutes later with a Scotch for Dad that he hadn't asked for. "You know," he whispered. "It's always so nice to see a father and son who are so close." "Yes," Dad said, in a gravelly voice I hadn't heard before. "Jeremiah and I are very close." Dad's hand was pawing a little more obviously at my crotch so that the Viking couldn't help but see it. "We're headed to New York so we can spend some time with Jeremiah's uncle so we can all get even closer. Do you have a son?" "No," The Viking responded, returning Dad's lustful gaze. He leaned in as though he was trying to hear something I was saying. "But I am very close with my brother's boy." He placed his hand on the blanket over my hand and gave it and Dad's crotch a squeeze. "He's 13 and has so much energy, his father, and I like to keep him busy. Maybe when you are back in St. Louis, we can get together to let the boys get to know each other." The Viking stood, and I could tell that his cock was pushing against the zipper in his pants. "Do you have a layover in New York tonight?" "Actually, I do," he responded. Dad reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a business card and pen before scribbling something on the back. "This is my number. We're going to have a little get together tonight. Give us a call later if you'd like to stop by, and I can let you know where we are," Dad said as he raised to give it to the guy, brushing the back of his hand across the Viking's crotch. He took the card and slipped it into his pocket. "Expect my call," he said before returning to his duties. "Dad?" I asked. "Don't worry, son. Guys like him and I can spot each other from a mile away. Maybe he won't be joining the party, but he's going to be jacking off thinking about us tonight in his hotel room." When we arrived at Uncle Sammy's building, I remembered how different it was from our home back in St. Louis. Dad is very successful, and we live in a lovely house in a pretty wealthy neighborhood, but it was so different from the glass tower in front of me. During the ride up to their big apartment on the top floor, I started to feel nervous. As much as I was excited, my stomach started to do somersaults. Dad reached over and placed his hand on my shoulder. "There's no need to be nervous. You'll be great." I smiled up at him. I'd wanted this for so long, and though fucking with Dad had been amazing, getting to be fucked by a bunch of men all at the same time was a whole other level. This was The Big Time. All I wanted was to be a gangbang bottom, and I didn't want to mess it up. The elevator door pinged open, and it was only a few steps to the apartment door. I pressed the doorbell, and while we waited a minute for the door to open, Dad slipped his hands down the back of my pants, tapping against my hole. "You're so fucking sexy, Jeremiah. Everyone is going to love you." The door opened, and Uncle Sammy and Uncle Alex stood in front of us, each of them only in gym shorts. I took in their bare chest, and my cock began to swell. "Don't just stand there, come on in," Uncle Alex said as he motioned us through the door. Once we reached the kitchen, Uncle Alex took our bags from us, taking them to the guest room. Uncle Sammy turned to me, his eyes roaming up and down my body. "Come over here and give me a hug," he said. I move into his arms for a big hug. His muscular chest with its covering of hair felt terrific, and the scent of him made my cock throb even more. He pulled back for a second before moving a hand to the back of my head and bringing me in for a passionate kiss. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, and I opened to it immediately. Our tongues wrestled as I wandered my hands all over his body. Uncle Sammy reached down and groped at my crotch with his free hand before moving to paw at my ass. He pulled back, and I could see his huge cock pressing against his shorts. I dropped down onto my knees and reached up to pull his cock out of his shorts. I couldn't wait to wrap my lips around it and taste his precum. "Not so fast, Buddy," Uncle Sammy said as he reached down and pulled me back up onto my feet. "I need to get into that ass first. If that's ok with you, Hank?" "Be my guest," Dad said. "C'mon Jer, drop trou." I quickly undid my belt and pulled down my pants while kicking off my shoes. Uncle Sammy picked me up around the waist and sat me down on the kitchen island, grabbing my bunched pants around my ankles and tossing them off. "Get these off. You won't be needing these, " Uncle Sammy said as he pulled my briefs off. "Lie back," Dad instructed me. The island's marble was cold against my back, but I felt a heat building in my chest. Dad moved to the other side to stand next to my head. "Lift your legs and show your uncle that hole." Dad was whoring me out, just as he said he would. This was really happening. I lifted my legs and held them up by grabbing the back of both of my knees. I could feel the cool air brush across my hole before Uncle Sammy bent down and swiped his wet tongue across it. "Oh, Fuck," we seemed to moan at the same time. "You were right, Hank. That is delicious." He dove back in, licking and chewing at my hole, doing his best to make it a sloppy mess. Moans of pleasure kept falling out of my mouth until Dad turned my head so I could watch as he unzipped his pants and fished his impressive cock out of the fly. "Suck my dick, Boy," he commanded as he shoved the head into my mouth and back into my throat. Uncle Sammy kept lapping at my hole, stopping every few moments to tell me how sexy I was. "Hank. I need to get balls deep in your son." "Fuck my boy, Sam. That's why we're here." Dad pulled out of my mouth so that I could look up into Uncle Sammy's face as he prepared to fuck into me. He started by sliding two fingers into me, stretching my hole as he went. "Alex, let's get this boy some poppers." Uncle Alex turned to open the freezer door on their refrigerator and pulled a few small brown bottles out, placing them on the counter beside me. "Jer. Take a deep huff as I start to fuck you." Uncle Alex turned my head towards him and placed an opened bottle under my nose. I inhaled as deeply as I could, held my breath as Dad had taught me to do, and then exhaled as I felt Uncle Sammy's cock breach my whole. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt that burning rush around my face. His cock felt unbelievable as he split me apart. "Holy Hell, that is fucking tight," he growled as he pulled back and started thrusting into me, increasing his speed and ferocity. Dad grabbed me by my shoulders and moved me a little farther to the side so that my head could hang off the edge. Uncle Alex moved to slide his cock into my throat, pulling back as soon as he had shoved his crotch into my face and then thrusting back in. I had two cocks in me. Both of my Uncles were fucking me at the same time, one in my ass, one in my throat. "Yeah, take that, you fucking cumdump!" I heard Dad moan. "Spitroast, my boy, guys. Use that little whore. He's fucking loving it, aren't you, boy?" All I could do was moan a little louder in affirmation. I was filled from both ends, and my body was on fire with lust. "Fuck, I'm not going to last that much longer, Hank. Can I seed this bitch?" "Breed my son, Man. Load him up," Dad answered. His voice was low and almost slurred with lust. Uncle Sammy and Uncle Alex both increased their speed. Uncle Sammy grabbed me high on my thighs and began to pull me towards him, slamming me onto his cock. "Fuck," he barely got out before he started grunting. I could feel his cock begin to throb as he shot his hot load into my ass. Uncle Alex slid his cock out of my throat as I began to shout as my cum started to shoot from my cock. He grabbed his shaft and began to pump. Dad moved next to him, doing the same. Soon, they both unloaded, covering my face and mouth with their cum. We all caught our breaths as Uncle Sammy pulled out of me. "That was better than anything I had imagined. That boy can take a rough fuck." "I told you my boy was special," Dad grinned down at me. "Alex, get him cleaned up," Uncle Sammy commanded as he stepped back from me. "But leave my load in him. Let's let him savor it." I expected Uncle Alex to help me sit up and take me to the bathroom, or at least hand me a towel, but instead, he leaned down and began to lap up his and Dad's cum from my face. Once he had gathered it all, he opened my mouth and then spat all of the semen into my mouth. "Swallow it, boy," he commanded, and like the sub I had become, I did." He then moved down my chest, getting as much of my load before moving around to stand where Uncle Sammy had. He lifted me, holding my ass in the air with his hands. He bent down and lapped at my loose hole, cleaning any of his husband's cum that had leaked from my boy hole. Dad and Uncle Sammy tucked their cocks back into their pants and grabbed beers from the fridge. "So, what's the plan for tonight, Sam?" Dad asked before taking a long pull on his drink. "Let's see. The guys will get here around 8:00." "Who do you have coming?" "Well...There is Dustin, who you met when you fucked his nephew the last time you were here. Alex's cousin, Jorge. He shared his stepson with us last summer when we all went on vacation together, but he hasn't been able to come to one of our parties. My friend Jon from the law firm and his husband Seth. They've brought Seth's son over a few times when he's in town, and then Mr. Petrovich from 15D. He hasn't been to one of our parties, but he and his son stop by every once in a while to play." "Sounds good. You okay with me inviting someone else? We met someone on the plane who might give me a call if he's free tonight." "Of course, he's your boy." "So that's nine men, including you guys," I chirped. "I'm getting hard just thinking of nine guys fucking me at the same time." "I told you, son. I'd make sure this Christmas was the best one yet." Dad smiled before walking over to me and planting a quick kiss on my lips. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him for a deeper kiss, showing him how much I appreciated my present. I kept playing nervously with the waistband of the jockstrap Dad told me to wear while I waited to be called out to the living room. People had been arriving for the last 20 minutes or so, and I could hear their voices as they mingled and got ready. There was a soft knock at the door before Uncle Alex opened it slowly and came in. "You ready, Jer?" he asked. "I guess," I sighed. "Don't worry. I know you'll be great. Everyone is chomping at the bit to get a crack at you." "Really?" "Absolutely. OK, a little advice from one gangbang bottom to another. You need to just try and breathe deep and stay relaxed so you can keep getting fucked as long as you want. Remember, just say "cardinal" when you need a break, and your Dad and we will make sure you're getting one if we think you need one." "Ok. I've got it." "The other thing you need to know is that after a while, once you've been fucked well, you're going to start to glaze over a bit. You'll stop thinking, and you'll just be the cumdump you want to be. It's like being drunk. It's amazing, but it can be a bit surprising if you aren't expecting it." "Thanks." "Okay. Let's get this show on the road," Uncle Alex said as he led me out to my party. As I entered the living room, a hush came over the room. The men were in various states of undress, with their cocks already getting hard. Some of them were muscular like my Dad and my Uncles, and some of them had more typical dad bods, both of which turned me on equally. I was here to get used by anyone my dad let me fuck. "Here he is, guys. Jeremiah, here are the guys," Uncle Sammy announced. Dad walked over to me and kissed me deeply while rubbing my cock through the fabric of the jockstrap. "Let's get this party started," Dad said as he motioned for me to get down on my knees. I turned my head and wrapped my hand around the first cock I encountered. I was a nice size and was attached to one of the older men in the room. He looked like he was probably in his 50s or so. I smiled up to him and slid his cock into my mouth. "Damn, Sammy," He groaned. "This kid is as hot as you said he was." I got a few more strokes on his cock before I turned to suck on another. This one belonged to the Viking. He winked as I took his cock into my mouth. He placed a hand on the back of my head and pulled me farther down his shaft. I pulled back, exhaling, and then inhaling, I took his cock to the base. All of the men saw me deep throating it, and a murmur went through the group. I only got a few more strokes before I felt my head being pulled away and manhandled onto another cock. After that, I couldn't tell whose cock I was sucking as I moved quickly from man to man. I couldn't believe that a week ago, I was a virgin (well, I'd sucked Jimmy and a few other guys, but still), and now I was having my dirtiest fantasy come true. I must be the luckiest 15-year-old in the world right now. I felt someone move behind me and pull my ass back to give them access to my hole. I felt the wet swipe of a tongue against my hole. For the next 10 minutes or so, it was a frenzy of me sucking cock and men eating my ass. If this was a blur, I couldn't imagine what Uncle Alex was telling me earlier. Then I felt fingers start to explore my hole, one and then two sliding into me. "Hey, Hank," a muscular red-haired man called over to my Dad. "Do you want to start the fucking?" "No, man. I'm waiting until you boys get that hole sloppy as fuck. Have at it." I was lifted off my feet and placed on my back on the massive ottoman in the middle of the living room. Uncle Sammy had told me that the ottoman spun, so the men could use it as a lazy susan to get easy access to fuck me. The red-haired man took position between my legs and slowly pushed his sizable cock into my hole. "Fuck," I moaned. "You ok, son?" he asked, a look of concern on his face. "I'm fantastic. You just feel so fucking good, stud." His look of concern disappeared, and a sneer replaced it. He sped up his pace and slammed his cock home. A bottle of poppers was placed at my nose, and I took a deep sniff. Fuck, I loved these poppers. The man slammed over and over into me, as another man took a position on his knees over my head, feeding his cock into my open, hungry mouth. The man pulled out before cumming, and another man took his place. I think it was Uncle Alex's cousin, Jorge, a handsome Spanish man with a trim beard and a massive cock. Man after a man slammed into my hole, and I was sure that all of them had breached me. The idea that I had had the cocks of nine men in me today made a huge grin spread across my face. Nine in my first week. Dad had told me that he wanted us to try for at least 50, if not more, by the end of next year. There was only so much we could do in St. Louis, he had said. But he was going to start taking me on some of his business trips, and we planned to try to whore me out as much as possible when we were away. The Viking returned to take another turn on my hole. His cock was beautifully straight with a big head and a thick shaft. "I'm so glad I met you guys this morning," he groaned as he slid into me. "Me too," I responded. "You better give me your load this time." "Oh, you want to get seeded, do you? Hey guys, this little cumdump wants us to start loading him up." Now that each man would take the time to cum in me, I got to appreciate how differently each of the men fucked. Some of them liked to do long, slow strokes into me; others would slam into me as fast and as hard as they could. When I didn't have a cock in my mouth, I would encourage the men with what I thought they wanted to hear. Either a "Man, you're splitting me in two!" or a "Is that all you've got?" as called for. I seemed to know just what they needed to get them to nut into me. As I collected load after load in my gut, I could feel that cum drunkenness that Uncle Alex had described taking over. After four or five men had cum, Uncle Alex dropped his first load in me before leaning down and whispering into my ear. "You're doing great, kid. They're fucking losing their minds." Once all of the men had dropped a load in me, Dad stepped up and slid into me. "Fuck, you are loose and sloppy, son," he said before turning to the crowd. "My boy's hole is getting wrecked by you beasts. Keep it up." Dad pulled out before dropping his load, but he gave me another deep sniff of poppers. "Anyone up for seconds?" he asked the group. It was only a moment before another cock rammed into me. Time began to speed up and slow down at the same time. I was both leaving my body and nothing but my body. My eyes glazed over, and I couldn't form words; just unintelligible sounds came tumbling out. I was cum drunk as men tossed me around and used me as they wanted, dropping more and more loads into my ass and down my throat. My body was as loose as a rag doll. Eventually, as the pace of the loads slowed, I began to return to reality, with the sounds in my ears turning back in words and the colors in front of my eyes into the scene before me. Many of the men sat, watching my body as they stroked their cocks, spent of any more cum to give. Uncle Sammy reached down and pulled me up until I was standing. I was wobbling like a baby giraffe as he walked me to the couch. He sat and then motioned for me to climb onto his lap and to sit on his still stiff cock. "You're amazing, Jeremiah." He began to move his hips beneath me, his cock thrusting into me. He pulled my cock out of my jock and started to stroke it, matching his thrusts. Dad moved behind me and leaned down to kiss me. "We're both going to fuck you at the same time, son." He leaned back, and I felt the head of his cock press against where Uncle Sammy's was already fucking me. Uncle Alex climbed onto the sofa and gave me one more hit of poppers, and as I exhaled, Dad pushed a bit more, and I felt him slide right in next to Uncle Sammy. "Dad!" I moaned. "You can take it, bitch," he growled as I felt his hand wrap around my throat and begin choking me just a little. Both Dad and Uncle Sammy increased in speed, and my brain once again scrambled. Uncle Alex stood and slipped his cock into my mouth. I had three cocks in me at the same time. My dad and both of my uncles were filling every crevice of every hole I had. The frenzy grew as we became one heaving mass. "Fuck!" I shouted as I felt first Uncle Sammy's and then Dad's cock begin to throb as they shot their loads into my ass. Then Uncle Alex came down my throat as Uncle Sammy's hand brought me off, and I came on his chest. "Merry Christmas, Jeremiah," Dad whispered in my ear. "Thanks, Dad," I said. "Can we do this again tomorrow?" "We'll see what we can do, son."