Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2021 06:34:15 -0600 From: Jake Stone Subject: Wrong Side of the Tracks, Part Fourteen Please support Nifty!! Donate:: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I lose interest when you lose interest. Let me know how I'm doing! Love it when you guys tell me your cocks are dripping while you're reading the stories. Smelling your own funk from your pits or finger banging your holes. Keeps me writing! studbluecollar@gmail.com. Thanks for the continued support. All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real places but with made up people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more. The Palm Springs motel and home are made up. They don't exist. And yes. I have a thing for Palm Springs. Used to live there. Live life how you wish on your own terms and do not judge others. Life is too short. Where we left them:: Victor immediately ripped off his wife beater and then looked back at Bash, "You don't mind, do you?" Bash lost his breath for a moment, "Oh fuck." he said quietly, then, "No, no, I don't mind" he said and then took off his own tee shirt, "When in Rome..." "Oh yeah? Nice." Vic smiled. "I'll put on some air." "Not too low. We keep it at 84 at home because we don't wear much." Bash said. "Not much, eh?", Vic smirked wondering what the dress code really was. Bash decided to throw caution to the wind and he walked right up to Vic, he looked up at him and, while beckoning him to get closer, he said, "Usually nothing at all" Vic reached down for the boy and soon their lips met. It was gentle at first but it wasn't what Bash wanted. He soon showed Vic how experienced he was and it turned into a heavy and raw make out session that had them both wanting more. "Fuck kid. You know how to kiss." Vic said, happy that it was all turning out this way. "I know how to get fucked too." Bash said lustfully. "Fuck!" Vic let out. Part Fourteen, "Wrong Side of the Tracks":: Casey's POV:: Bash went to school the next morning straight from Vic's. Casey wasn't too happy about it. He didn't even know who Bash was hanging out with for sure. After what happened the day before with the ex-wife Casey was really concerned. He was hoping it wasn't the bitches boyfriend. Whoever the fuck that was. Bash had called again last night and said he was going to stay the night with his 'new friend'. He didn't go into any detail and said that Casey would meet him soon. Casey told Bash that he didn't like it but that he trusted him. If anything went wrong to call him right away and he and Shay would be over to get him. No questions asked. Bash said there was nothing to worry about. Casey just wished he could be sure about that. Shay even assured him that Bash was pretty level headed and a lot more streetwise than Casey gave him credit for. He reminded him that when Casey was overseas Bash had to basically fend for himself. Casey didn't like hearing it but he knew it was true. The kid was fucking his mother's boyfriends. Shay had another way to distract him. He brought him to the master bedroom where Pat and Philip were laying naked. Almost seemed to be waiting for them. Casey suspected that Shay planned this. Philip's 'torpedo' was at full mast. Soon Casey's troubles were erased from his mind as Shay told him it was time to sample the largest cock in the house. Pat came over and bent Casey over the bed and ate him out trying to get him to relax. He would need to. Shay got onto the bed on his back and put his face under Casey's and he gripped the man's head tightly as he stuck his tongue down his throat. He backed off for a moment and said, "I love you, fucker." and grinned. "You better if you expect me to take that." he nodded over at Philip. Philip was laying there smirking. He's been dying to get into the hot fucker. The three men in front of him were all hot but Casey had it all. Looks, brawn and twisted. "It's all up to you babe. Yeah, I want to see it, but I'm not going to force you. But I know you want it." Shay said before he started to make out with him again. Pat was doing such a good job on his ass that he actually started to whimper into Shay's mouth. Shay pulled back and said, "That's my man. Your cunt is itching now isn't it. It's feeling empty. Let's get you full." and then he said, "I'll be right here with you. Pat and I will be right next to you." Shay grabbed the lube and started to finger some into Casey. He worked up to four fingers and Casey started to squirm. If anyone had told him he would be this much of a whore for cock six months ago he would have rearranged their face. But, now, he wasn't sure how he ever did without it. It calms him like nothing else. Who knew how wired in you were to your prostate. Pat was applying generous amounts of lube to Philip's cock as they made out for a bit. Then Shay said, "Get on your back babe. Ass at the end of the bed. Pat's cock is going to be in your mouth as I fuck him. It will help keep your mind off of the weapon that will be invading your hot ass." Casey's eyes went wide with a moment of fear. But Philip wasn't really all that much bigger than Shay. An inch or so. But the uncut cock was thick. That is what gave him pause. Regardless, he got on his back as his lover requested. If Shay would get off on seeing Philip fuck him he was going to do it. In the short time they've been together he knows he would do anything for Shay. Give his life for him. Philip got up and stood above Casey, in between his legs, looking down on him and smiling while jerking his cock. "You sure buddy?" Philip asked. Casey answered by lifting his legs and pulling the back with his hands behind his knees, "Where is the cock in my mouth that I was promised." he said needing something to distract him. Pat scurried over on top of his face and lined his half hard cock over Casey's mouth. Casey reached his head up and sucked the half flaccid member into his mouth. Working it well so it would get hard. He felt more weight on the bed as Shay got behind Pat, "Gonna give me that ass, brother?" he asked Pat. "You know you don't have to ask." Pat responded as he looked up at Philip. Philip nodded his approval. That is exactly what he expected out of his bitch. To comply when a man wants to take him. No one needs to ask for Pat's approval. Just take his ass. And Shay was, and always will be, Pat's lover. Philip had no problem with that. Just because they recently paired off, Shay with Casey and himself with Pat, all four of them silently consented to be in a larger relationship. Philip took the tip of his cock and sat it at Casey's opening. Casey started to make his hole work on its own. Willing the cock inside. If he was going to do this he was going to do it well. Philip gave a little pressure and felt the outer ring give way just enough. Soon Casey was moaning and whimpering around Pat's cock. All his sounds were laced with pain. Philip spreads his ring more than it's ever been spread. But the pain was good, it was what he needed, wanted. His fucked up twisted mind craved raw sex. "That's it baby. You were made for this." Shay said from behind Pat. Shay had already sunk his cock deep into Pat. But he and Pat had lots of practice together making it easy. Pat's head was in his arms on the bed while he was bent over Casey. Pat only wished he had a cock to suck on or to clean. But he knew he would get to clean at least Philip's or Shay's cock. Whichever one allowed him the treat. Once Philip was balls deep into Casey he stopped and rested there. Letting the man get used to it. Then, after about a minute, Casey spit Pat's cock out and said, "You going to fuck me or just stand there looking pretty, fucker." That was all Philip needed to hear. He started to hammer into Casey. Giving him the fuck he wouldn't forget. Wanting to own that ass like he did with Pat. And with Rory. "Been wanting this ass fucker! Smooth muscular hispanic cunt of gold. My cock feels like it found a vacation home. " Pat wanted to say something. Say that Philip's cock was his. But he knew better. If he wanted to get that cock regularly he would have to keep his mouth shut. Philip did as he pleased with his own cock and with Pat's ass. Pat was thankful. Philip rocked his world. For a kid barely 18 Philip was an old soul and could easily be, and is, Pat's dom. The sex did indeed make Casey forget, at least for a little while, where his son might be. But the next day he fretted while he was at work. He realized that being an absent father had made Bash a lot more independent then he would have been if things were different. But he was still worried. Wished that Bash had a more normal childhood. Not that he knew what that was himself. But he loved his son more than anything. When Casey got home from work on Tuesday the house was quiet. Tuesday was Shay's paperwork day at the motel. He usually took Monday's off. Philip and Rory weren't around either. Probably at Sean's or screwing off somewhere. Pat was probably at the garage. Now, with all this quiet around him, all he could do was wonder when Bash was going to show up. He shed his clothes, but left on his rank jock, and went to get a beer. It was warm out so he thought he'd go sit by the pool and relax, if he could. Let his balls hang out of his jock and maybe tease his own hole as he sipped his beer. As he sat there he realized he sort of reeked. No shower after getting fucked last night. And he sweated all day in his overalls. The hem of the seat of his overalls rubbing against his puffy cunt since all he had on was the jock underneath them. He kinda wished someone was here to fuck around with. His funk was getting him aroused. He even thought of popping in on Shay next door but he would be home soon enough. He wanted to be fucked and to fuck all at the same time. He's become a versatile slut recently and he decided he enjoyed it. After a few minutes the french doors open. Bash came through them first, wearing the same clothes he had on yesterday. Casey wondered how he explained that at school. Then he saw the shadow of another dude behind him. "Hi dad" Bash said as he opened the door with a big smile on his face. Casey was relieved to see him in one piece. Even though he knew deep down that the young stud of his could probably take care of himself. Confident, cocky and built like a man already. "Hi son, who do you have with you?" Casey said as the figure emerged from the shadows. Victor saw Bash's dad come into view and he stopped in his tracks. Then he saw the recognition come over Casey's face. Casey was sitting on a pool lounge chair, naked except for a jock that his balls were hanging out of, with a beer in his hand. Victor couldn't get over how hot the man still was. "Staff Sergeant Torres?" Victor said, standing almost erect now. "Sousa? That you?" Casey said after he recognised the voice and the face. "Oh fuck", Bash said turning to Victor, "Are you another fucking Marine?", kicking himself for not seeing the signs earlier. Casey started to laugh, "Sure the fuck is! Sousa, What the fuck? What happened to you man?" Casey said. "Staff Sergeant..I..." Victor began. "Stop with the Staff Sergeant shit. Just call me Casey. Been out almost a year. How about you?" Casey said. "Yes sir, I...uggh...mean Casey. Sorry sir." Bash was amused by how nervous Victor got. This is the first time he saw him less than confident. "At ease boy. It's all good. Now where did you go? What happened to you?" Casey asked. Ignoring for the moment that his son had spent the night with the former Marine. "I left after my four was up. Two tours was enough for me. But then I got into trouble. I should have stayed in." Victor was honest. He knew he would have to be with Casey. The man could see through a lie. And now that he knew Casey was Bash's dad all cards would have to be on the table. "What kind of trouble, son?" Casey asked, concerned, not only for Victor but for what it meant while he was involved with Bash. He delayed getting up. Was hoping Bash would lead Victor to him. Victor let out a deep breath and then stood still regarding Casey. He wasn't going to lie. Then he looked at Bash. The kid was perfect. But, now, he was afraid he was going to scare him away and lose him, or his dad was going to forbid whatever might happen between them. He turned back to Casey, "Did time. Armed robbery. Times were tough when I got out of the Corp. No excuse. Stupid thing to do." "Yes it was. How long?" Casey asked, although it didn't faze him. He knew Victor on the field. Loyal and would protect his squad no matter what. Something went wrong for Victor to do that. "3 years, out of five. Good behavior. Then my old man died and left me some cash. I'm ok now but have to go back to work soon. Find someone that will hire an ex-con. Which I'm assuming will be tough." Victor said. Looking over at Bash to see if he was getting skittish. But Bash just looked at him with a grin. A lustful grin. Casey looked him over and then said, "You straight now? No more bullshit? Gonna keep your nose clean?" Victor was wearing a wife beater and some loose shiny basketball shorts. Obviously freeballing. His feet were bare. Obviously the man hated clothes as much as he did. He had a feeling they were a lot alike. "I'm going to try with everything I got. My first time doing anything stupid like that. Wanna make sure it's my last." Victor looked him in the eye. He wanted Casey to believe him. "Good" Casey said, "You fuck my son last night?" Victor felt a shiver go through him for a moment. Then he realized that Casey was laying there almost naked drinking a beer and playing with his balls. Not caring that his son was seeing him. Not caring that Victor was seeing him. Something was different about the Staff Sergeant and he thought he might have an idea. "I did, sir. And then this morning. Then he sucked my cock on the way over here." Victor spelled it out in black and white. He figured if Casey was going to beat the shit out of him might as well get it out of the way. "Bash, did he force you?" Casey asked his son. Bash chuckled for a moment and then said, "Really dad?" Casey grinned, "OK, did you force him?" and then he started to chuckle a bit too. Victor looked from father to son like they were a little nuts. Casey noticed and said, "It's fine Vic. Not like we haven't had our moments." It was true. Victor had sucked Casey off a couple of times overseas. But Casey didn't reciprocate. It was sort of a power thing he thought. But he didn't know that Casey was actually struggling with his sexuality and sucking Victor off would have been too much of an admission. Casey then looked at Bash, "Come here son." Bash went over to his dad, sat on the edge of the lounge chair, and gave him a hug and then a peck on the lips. "Is he going to be a frequent visitor?" Casey said as he wrapped his arm around his son, indicating over to Victor. "I hope so. I just have to get the fact that he fucked mom out of my head." Bash giggled. "So, I fucked your mom and you still kiss me." Casey said laughing. Victor was seeing a dynamic in the father and son relationship he wasn't sure about. They were obviously close, but how close? Could it be as close as he and his dad were? "So you fucked my ex-wife and my son?" Casey looked up and asked Victor, amused. "Yes sir. I didn't know she was your ex though. Went by the last name of Thomas." Victor continued to feel honesty was the better route. "That's her maiden name. Bash is still Torres. Who was better?" Casey asked with a cocky grin. He knew the answer. He felt the same way. "What? I mean...well...to be honest it was no contest sir. Your son. If I may be frank sir?" Victor asked. "No reason to stop now, Private." Casey got serious for a moment. "Angela was a transition point for me. Needed a place to stay for a few weeks. I wasn't into her at all but I fucked her when she needed it. I can still fuck women if needed. She let me use her and that was the only thing that turned me on about her. Her and her mom put up with my nudity and my stink well enough that it wasn't horrible to stay there. I'm a bit twisted and an exhibitionist. I hope that doesn't make you think differently of me. Is the girl yours too, sir?" Victor asked. "Fuck no. She came out of one of my wives many affairs. Not sure if Angela knows who the father is." Casey said. "That's good sir. The girl is trouble. Going to get worse later on." Victor said. "Why is that?" Casey asked, not really caring. He only cared if Bash was affected by it. But Bash never gave any indication of missing his sister. "Couldn't keep her hands to herself and couldn't keep her clothes on. Learning early. She definitely likes older men." Victor said. "Fuck her too?" Casey asked matter of fact. He didn't really care. But he had his doubts Victor was into that. "Fuck no, sir. 1. She's too young, 2. She's a girl. I'm more fond of young guys. Just younger than me. Not children." Victor stated. "Like my son?" Casey asked. "Especially your son, sir." Victor smiled at Bash and Bash smiled back. Casey saw it. Fucking puppy love. Thankfully Victor was only around 25 or so. Wasn't that big of an age gap. "Ok. Fine. Are you willing to stick around here for a few days? I want the rest of the guys to get to know you. I have a feeling my son is a little too fond of you to let you out of his sight for too long anyway." Casey said. "All I got with me is what you see. Got some flips in the car. Guess I could go back to the apartment and get some gear." Victor said. He never even thought of saying no. He had a feeling he would love to visit this house often. "You can if you want. But the dress code is that there is no dress code. Inside there is a lot of cuddling and limited private space. So do what you want." Then he turned to Bash, "But does this sound like what you want?" "Yes dad." Bash said, smiling from ear to ear. Then he said, "He's right about Sissy. She's going to be a handful. She'll be following in mom's footsteps sooner than later. She would even crawl naked into bed with me and feel me up while I was sleeping. I already knew I liked boys and men so it turned me off." "Thought so. And I'm happy you stayed with me. Those women would have tried to change you. Even your grandmother isn't as innocent as she wants you to think. She tried to get me to fuck her a couple of times. All the women in that family are the same." Casey said as the gate to the motel opened and in walked Shay, naked. Not even wearing his sarong. "Hey Bash, who's your friend?", Shay asked as he went over to Casey and gave him a strong kiss, "Hey babe." Victor's eyes went wide. He knew the Staff Sergeant played around with guys but 'babe'? That's pretty gay. Not that he really minded. He was pretty gay for Bash. "Shay, that grunt is Victor Sousa, Private. He and I were on tour together at the same time a few years back. I lost track of him after that. I guess Bash found him." Casey spoke for the others. "Semper fi, brother," Shay acknowledged Victor, "Welcome to our home." "Thanks, but...um...I only did my four. Wasn't going for a career or anything." Victor said shyly. Surprised at Shay's immediate welcome. "Doesn't matter. You're welcome here. A fellow jarhead is a brother for life. So, what have I missed so far?" Shay said as he grabbed a beer from the bar, "Want a beer Victor?" "Um, yeah, sure, if it's alright." Victor said. Bash was laughing inside of how his big tough lover was putty in Shay and his dad's hands. "Well I figured you were staying anyway. Casey probably made that clear." Shay said. "He did, sir," Victor said. "Plans for Thanksgiving?" Shay asked as he brought Victor the beer. Victor gave a nervous chuckle, "Don't have any family, sir. It's just me. Probably have some frozen grub in front of the TV." Shay turned to Casey, "Thoughts?" "He's been up front about everything I've asked him since he's been here. A lot has happened to the boy since I last saw him. And, from what I've gathered so far, these two are smitten with each other. Vic is probably having conflict with that, knowing what his personality was like before. He should stay through the weekend with us. He can decide what he does after that." Then he turned to Vic, "You'll have to be honest with the rest of the family about where you've been, since discharging. And, you can plan on being here for Thanksgiving, whatever living arrangement you decide on." "May I ask a question?" Vic said, sort of overwhelmed by the open arms he was receiving. "Go ahead. Ask anything. We're going to ask you a lot." Casey said. "I know that sir, but, are you two a couple?" Vic asked. "We are. And we live with another couple, Philip and Pat. The four of us are very close and sometimes are all affectionate with each other. Also Pat's son, Rory, lives here. Rory's new boyfriend Sean stays over a lot. So does his dad, Billy and his lover Pike." Casey said with a grin. "Pike? The wrench turner from the desert? He's gay too?" Victor was amazed, "How many gay guys live here? How many are Marines?" His eyes were wide and his mouth stayed open at the end of his sentence. "Yeah, that Pike. And you probably will remember Billy as well. He looks different with longer hair but he's still the same Billy. Philip and Rory are in their senior year at the same school Bash goes to. But yeah, Me, Shay, Pat, Billy and Pike are all former Marines. We also have another group of friends that also don't live here, but visit, Jason, Patrick, Wes and Josh. Jason is a Marine, Wes is Army. Patrick is FBI and Josh is Jason's son. We are all really close friends." "Wholly fuck, um....sorry, I just...." Vic said. "Didn't know what you walked into? Or I should say, led into by Bash?" Casey chuckled. "That was me a few months ago. But I met Shay and it was a pull I couldn't ignore. Everything and everybody else is just gravy." Then he turned to Bash, "Not like you to keep your clothes on this long. Suddenly shy because Sousa is here?" Bash grinned and said, "We just put on our clothes to come into the house from the car. When he picked me up at school he just had his thread bare wife beater on that he's wearing now. Parked so no one could see in the car. Then he had me strip and lay on the seat and suck his cock as he played with my hole. He drove here with his middle finger wedged in my hole sir." Casey's own cock got blood in it as his son described his ride home. Then he turned to Vic, "If you're ok being naked in front of my son then you are ok to do it here. Fucking pervert. Strip soldier." Vic just stood there for a moment and then got a sly grin on his face, "Yes sir!", then he pulled off his wife beater and pushed down his shorts. Casey stood up during this and walked over to Vic. "There is what I used to drool over in the showers. I guess I'm too old for you now." "You were never too old, sir. I was confused. But Bash..." Vic began to say as he looked over to see Shay undressing Bash. "Umm..." Casey looked over in time to see his son was now naked and in Shay's arms. Shay was kissing his neck and shoulders. Then he looked back at a very confused Vic, "Parameters around here are loose at best. Meaning boundaries are vague. The rules are that there are no rules. You said you were twisted and an exhibitionist. How twisted?" Victor all of a sudden felt like he was in a safe place and he admitted something he never admitted to anyone before, "My father and I..." "Yes, son?" Casey said as he touched the side of Victor's face and neck gently landing his hand on Vic's shoulder. "...well, he and I were closer than anyone thought we were. Maybe too close?" Victor said. "Sleep together?" Casey asked as his face got closer to Victor's. Victor feeling the heat radiate off of Casey. "Yes." "Naked?" "Yes." "Did he fuck you?" Casey asked, going in for a kiss. His mouth started to graze Victor's lips. "Oh Fuck,...yes." Victor said, leaving himself open to Casey. "Did he kiss you like this?" Casey pulled Victor's face into his and shoved his tongue into the man's mouth. Raping his mouth with such force that Vic forgot to breath. When Casey pulled back Vic said, "Oh fuck! Yes, he did. But not the same." "There's no secrets in this house once you're in. But we need to trust you. No secrets leave here. Have you ever told anyone about you and your dad before?" "No Sir." "Why me then, why us?" Casey asked, knowing the answer. "I feel safe here. For the first time in a long time. And Bash really, well..I'm really fond of him." Victor admitted. "I've fought against who I am for so long. Hated my dad for a while. But now I sort of miss him." "You hated him because of how close you were?", Casey asked, trying to understand. All the while getting closer to Victor. He hadn't seen the kid in 5 years and in that time he's become quite the stud. Definitely stepped up his workout routine. Even when he was enlisted he didn't look like this. "Is this ok?" he asked, making sure Victor wouldn't run off. "I was confused and didn't want to admit how happy it made me. Then I joined up and left it behind. I thought anyway. It followed me. You weren't the only one I 'experimented' with. There were others, many others. I fucked and got fucked. I was pretty much a man whore. I was hoping you would fuck me sometimes. When I was blowing you. Later it took seeing a house with children in it blowing up and then my dad's death for me to realize I just have to be who I am. Life is too short. Like I said, Angela was a pit stop, for time to find an apartment and a car. I didn't know there was a house full of jarheads to meet. Now I just have to find a job." Victor rattled off. Trying to get it all out. Almost out of breath when he did. "Hold on stud. Let's go back to the house of kids that blew up. Does that still bother you?" Casey asked and Shay got up, putting Bash to the side. He came over. If a brother is in distress they will help no matter what. Bash wasn't offended. He knew the drill now. They did it for his dad. "Well yeah, I mean, I still have nightmares and stuff. Get down. Depressed. Some anger. But I'm not sure if it's because of that or the not wanting to admit I'm gay and how I loved it when my dad fucked me." Victor was feeling uneasy talking about it. He was real quiet and soft spoken. "Were you depressed when you robbed whatever you robbed?" Casey asked as Shay came up on Casey's side. Shay gave them both a surprised look but then he put his hand on Victor's shoulder. He would be filled in later, he was sure. But he wasn't worried about it. They all had a past. And Casey seemed to trust Victor. And Casey didn't trust easily. "Yeah, at my lowest. I never used at least. No drugs and when I was depressed I couldn't drink. It made me sick. But I would get very dark. Angry. I should have gone to my dad's but I was too proud." he started to shake. Getting sort of emotional. "Then I got sent to prison and he died while I was in prison." he started to give into it. Letting it go. Casey and Shay brought him into their bodies and held him tight. Victor sobbed into Shay's chest. Bash watched a scene unfold that he's seen before. With his own father. And his father was so much better for it after Jason had gotten him to open up. Now it was Victor's turn. He just hoped he never had to go through what these men went through over there. Victor pulled back and looked around feeling ashamed. He never cried in front of anyone. He never allowed it. Then he looked over at Bash horrified. How was he going to be this boy's man. His protector when he crumbles down like a schoolgirl. Bash came over to him and put his arms around the man's torso. He pulled him in tight and said, "Let them help you. I want you to stick around." Then Casey and Shay put their arms around both of them. Bash was emotional seeing his new friend break down but he was still a horny boy. His back was up against Shay's front. His front was up against Vic's front. He looked up at Vic and Vic noticed a look of lust come across his new lover's face. Vic's eyebrows went up. Then Vic felt Casey behind him. Casey was starting to caress the young ex-soldier. Vic couldn't help but push back into Casey. He looked into Bash's eyes and then started to kiss him. Giving him the raw, sensual kiss that he deserved. Then he said to Bash, "I'm sort of fucked up and I like sex a little too much. But I really like you." Bash smirked and said, "Ditto. I'm all of those too. And I really like you. I just have to get over the fact that you fucked my mom and you remind me so much of my dad." "What's wrong with that second part?" Casey's voice came from behind Vic. "Nothing dad. He makes me feel as good as you do when he's inside of me." Bash said. Then Vic caught on, "Oh fuck! He's fucked you? Your dad?" "Yeah, still does. Bother you?" Bash asked. "Fuck no! So fucking hot. I knew we were alike but never this much." Vic said, and then started to make out with Bash again. Casey dropped to a squat and started to chow down on Vic's ass. Vic, for his part, pushed his ass out into Casey's face. Then he pulled back from Bash and said, "Your dad is eating my fucking ass. Is it ok that he turns me on too?" "Is it ok that Shay is about to fuck me? He's lining his cock up to my hole right now. Ready to go inside me. He's basically my step dad." Bash responded. "Oh fuck. Fuck yeah baby. Get fucked while I hold you. So fucking hot. Maybe your dad will breed my ass while you get fucked." Vic said. Casey, still eating the stud's ass, heard him. He pulled back and said, "Yeah? Is that what you want, brother? For me to fuck you?" "If Bash doesn't mind. But, yeah. Used to think about you using me a lot man. The big hunky staff sergeant having his way with me. I'd be down with a raw fuck from you anytime, man." Vic replied. Casey stood up and caressed the younger guy in front of him, "Nothing I'd like better bro. Who knows, you could be my son-in-law someday. We all share in this family." "Fuck yeah. Need this kind of family." Vic said as he turned his head and started to kiss Casey. Lining his ass up with the stud's cock. He was better trained at flipping than he liked to admit. He never had any problem working his cunt lips over a cock head and pulling it in. He was a well trained slut and he was glad to show his talents to his old squad leader. Meanwhile Bash had bent over and taken Vic's cock in his mouth. Shay was already inside of him. Fucking him slowly. Casey was pressing himself forward slowly into the young man he was holding. Casey always thought Sousa was a hot slab of beef and was looking forward to being inside him. The dude's scent was heavy and added to the lust he felt for him. He got close to Vic's ear and said, "Even if you end up being my son-in-law I'm going to want this again. Probably trade off fucking you and Bash at the same time. Have both your ass juice on my cock. Would you like that you twisted fuck?" "Oh gawd. Fuck yeah, sir. So I can see your son? And put-out for you at the same time?" Vic asked as his hole expanded from the assault. He felt the pain but he had had worse in the past. His dad was never really all that gentle with him. "And for Shay too fucker. I share everything with him. You. My son. Are you ok with that?" Casey asked as he pushed in deep. "Auggh fuck, oh yeah. Fuck! Mother fuck..." Vic bellowed out from the unexpected depth Casey went to. "Fuck yes I'm ok with it. Whatever you want. If I can see Bash.", he got louder. Bash came off of Vic's cock and looked up at him. He grinned from ear to ear as Shay fucked him. "So you want to see me?" "Do you care that I like this. I like being sort of a slut?" Vic asked, almost out of breath as Casey kept ramming into him. Shay gave a bit of a chuckle from behind Bash. Bash gave him a friendly elbow in the ribs. "Shut up Shay." Bash said and then said to Vic, "I'm not one to judge. No one is known to be completely faithful around here. Just don't fall for anyone else." "Doubt that will happen." Vic said honestly. "Shay," Casey said over the two younger guys, "How can we get these two to shut up while we get our nut?" Shay grabbed the back of Vic's head and started to bring him over. Casey got the idea and did the same to Bash. Soon the two older men were making out with the other two. Casey and Bash, Shay and Vic. Bash and Vic were side by side getting fucked. Vic grabbed onto Bash's cock and held on. Bash did the same to Vic. Shay shot first. Deep into Bash. He stopped kissing Vic just before he orgasmed, "Take that baby. Our fucking little slut. Love ya man!" he proclaimed, "Fuck! So fucking good. Tight young hole." Bash shot off also onto Vic's thigh. Casey bred Vic right after. Causing Vic to cum also. Soon they were all leaning on each other, catching their breath. "So fucking hot," Vic said. "This is only half the family, bro. By then end of the long weekend expect to either be fucked or fuck every member. Can you handle that, soldier?" Casey said. "Yes sir, Staff Sergeant!", Vic did a mock salute while he leaned on Bash for support. Fucking Angela was fine for a pit stop but getting it both ways is what he craved. Having Bash to fuck and having his hot daddy fuck him was a pervs dream come true. He aimed to make the most of it. Pat was soon home. He was introduced to Vic right away. Pat's hole twitched a bit. The younger guy was a stud. Had that crazy edge to him that Shay had. As they settled in for the evening Rory called Pat. He and Philip were going to hang at Sean's tonight. Billy and Pike were there. Pat sort of felt like the odd man out now that Philip wasn't around but Shay and Casey stepped in and made sure he didn't feel alone. Vic watched the dynamic of that relationship also. Was it possible that you could love more than one guy? He hoped to find out. He was more sure than ever that his past was behind him. If these guys were willing to give him a try he was going to do everything he could to make them happy. Shay threw some meat on the grill and Pat made a salad. They decided to sit around the patio table since it was still warm out. Vic noticed that no one made an attempt to get dressed or to shower after their encounter. Lots of hand washing but that was it. Something he liked about it all. He even felt part of Casey's load dripping down his leg while he helped set the patio table. Then he heard Pat ask Shay who's load it was. When Shay told him it was Casey's, Pat got onto his knees behind Vic and licked up his leg. Catching everything that had spilled out. "Whoa, what the fuck?" Vic said as he felt the tongue behind him. Then when he realized what was happening he leaned over the table a bit and spread his legs. Pat made it up to Vic's ass and then started to lap on his puffy hole. "Fuck yeah, clean my shit hole, bro." Shay watched with amusement as he turned the steaks. Casey came out of the house and saw the action and just smirked. Bash, however, was already getting his mouth on Vic's cock. "Wonder if this is going to delay dinner?" Shay said. "Wouldn't be the first time." Casey answered. Shay then turned the burners down and put the meat on the bread rack to cook them slowly. Then he and Casey went over to the table. Soon Pat was fucking Vic, Shay was fucking Pat. And as Bash sucked Vic's cock Casey took him from behind. Seeing that turned Vic on the most. Seeing the hot daddy claim his son. Casey pulled Vic over and raped his mouth, shoving his tongue into the young man as far as he could. All too soon the imprompt to fuck session was over. Bash cleaned cocks as Pat ate some hole. Then they all washed their hands again in the patio bar sink and got ready to eat. Vic noticed the smell of sex and sweat in the air as they sat. His own hole throbbing while he took his own chair. It was fucking awesome. During dinner, Vic re-told his story so that Pat was caught up. Pat listened to the whole thing and then asked, "Can you turn a wrench?" "You mean work on cars? Yeah, the only course I excelled at in high school. Auto shop. Did some motor pool in the Marines, but not much. That was Pike's kingdom. Then that was my vocational gig on the inside. I worked out, fucked and worked on cars for three years. Not always in that order. Why?" "My little garage is becoming busier than I expected it to. It's just me there. No walk-ins. Appointment only. I could use the help. I'll pay higher than competitive. If you're going to live here, you might as well work at one of the family businesses." Pat said. "Well, I don't know if I'm going to live here. All going kind of fast." Vic said. Casey and Shay gave a chuckle across the table. Bash just sort of smiled at Vic. "He doesn't know?" Pat asked. "He will." Shay said. "What am I missing?" Vic asked, confused. "Dude, I hate to break it to you but, you already live here. Can you see yourself going and living alone now?" Pat asked. He knew that Vic fit in so well that he wasn't even thinking of ever leaving. He was just being cautious. "I haven't even met Philip or Rory yet. And the house only has three bedrooms. I feel like I would be imposing." Vic said. Although it was true that having another man join the household would just make the house more crowded none of the men minded. Shay was always saying, 'The more the merrier'. Pat loved a pile of men everywhere. Casey was still getting used to it himself but he couldn't see living any other way now. "Listen, we told you boundaries are loose around here, at best. Sometimes there are three or four sharing the master. The den has a pull out couch. There is room. And it is evident that you need us as much as we need you. Casey and I already are comfortable with you here." Shay said, "Pat, you've been around him the shortest amount of time and you already offered him a job, why?" "That's easy. He's part of the family." Pat said, matter of fact. Vic's eyes went wide and he looked around the table like they were all crazy. "You know nothing about me." "You told us a lot. Was any of it a lie? Did you hide anything?" Shay asked. "No, I..." Vic thought for a moment, "No, I can't think of anything. Besides, I guess you figured out some stuff, like I'm an exhibitionist. Like to take risks. Totally like to show off. Always horny. Need to fuck sometimes on a moments notice. I like my own pit stink and the stink of my bros too. I'm sort of a mess. Get depressed. But I'm cocky and have little sexual boundries. I like to own who ever I'm fucking but I like to be owned too. I really like Bash but I can never be monogamous. I hate clothes and really hate shoes." then he stopped and looked around, "Fuck I feel like I'm on a job interview and I'm telling you all everything that would stop me from getting hired, anywhere else at least." "So far you meet the qualifications of this household. We all are several of those things or more. Don't sweat the small stuff Vic. I want you here and Bash certainly wants you here." Casey said. "These other two like your cock and ass. So I'm sure they're good too. Stop thinking. I know exactly how you feel. Just like I did. But I knew I didn't want to leave." "Neither do I." Vic blurted out. "Settled! Who wants a beer." Shay said getting up. They all said yes. As Shay came back with the beers, Pat said, "You have to wear boots at the garage though." "Just boots?" Vic asked with a smirk. "Maybe just a jock too. Would hate for that meat to get damaged. That's all I wear when I'm alone." Pat admitted. "Fuck! I am going to like it here." Vic said. "You'll come with me to the garage tomorrow then? Short day. Day before Thanksgiving. But I'd like you to see it to think about it over the weekend. I won't be there again until Monday." Pat asked. "Good, because he has to pick me up from school at noon. Short day there as well." Bash chimed in. Vic looked over at him and smiled. Then he thought, 'Damn right I'm going to pick up that little stud. Make sure I get the first load into him before the holiday.', "That sound ok, Pat? I'd like to pick him up tomorrow." "Hey, I'm the dad. You should be asking me." Casey said, "Now what are your intentions with my son?", Casey asked as stern as he could. Vic caught on right away, he stood up and saluted, and then stood at parade rest, "If the Staff Sergant will allow, sir, I will protect him, try to make him happy and then try to make him forget any other cocks exist besides mine." Pat and Shay chuckled a bit and Bash just looked at Vic with those puppy dog eyes. Casey played along still, "As long as he doesn't forget family cock, soldier. Stop saluting me. Now, at ease and come and suck my cock." "Sir, yes sir!", Vic said as he scurried over and got on his knees before Casey. He wanted for Casey to nod permission and then went to work on lathering Casey's cock with his spit. Then he expertly swallowed every inch. His gag reflex was in control the whole time. "That's enough, private." Casey said. Vic stood up, saluted in mock defiance, and then took his seat again. He was mostly hard and all the men at the table liked what they saw. Vic liked them looking too. He sat back and spread his legs a bit showing off his beefy body along with his cock. He thought about how much he liked them looking and how he liked looking at them at the same time. There wasn't anyone at this table that didn't flip his switch. The next morning, after Bash was picked up by Philip, Rory and Sean for school, Pat found a pair of overalls to loan Vic. They were practically the same size and build. He brought them out to the kitchen where he found Vic and Casey having some coffee. Shay was probably still in bed. "Here, a pair of my coveralls. We can get you your own or we can share. Up to you. I don't have any that I've washed lately. Hope you don't mind." Pat said, testing the waters. "Sweet." was all Vic said as he took the garment. Just a simple Dickies pair of overalls. Size large, which may be tight. Zipper up the front. Well worn. He liked them. "You got boots?" Pat asked. "At the apartment. I can stop by there. What time you want to be at the garage?" Vic asked. "I just want a couple hours with you there. Take your time. I'll head out soon. Here is the address," Pat handed him a business card. "Come in the side door. I keep the front locked up unless I have an appointment. No appointments today. Just have to get a car finished so I can give it to the owner at noon." "Sounds good. I'll head to the apartment now." Vic said as he stood and put on the coveralls. He just put them to his waist and tied the sleeves around his waist. Then he walked to the bedroom to get his wallet and keys. Casey and Pat just watched him walk out of the kitchen and then Casey said, "That dude has always made an impression." "Still does," Pat said. "You really ok adding another guy here?" Casey asked. Knowing the answer. "He's family." Pat said, and then got up and went to get his own pair of overalls. Casey just sat there and smirked. It still amazed him how welcoming Pat and Shay were. If you needed help. They helped. Later, Vic pulled up to his apartment and went in and retrieved some white socks and his boots. His boots were some well worn Wolverines Raiders. He hadn't worn them in a while. As he left the apartment it occured to him that he's spent very little time here. It was almost a waste. When he got to the garage he decided he would as Pat for advice about it. Should he keep it as a safety cushion. It might not work out at the house. But, then he thought, there is no reason to make a decision till Monday. Just enjoy the long weekend with the men. When he got to the modest garage he parked and then found the side door that was actually sort of hidden in a side alley way. The door was slightly ajar. The alley had a commercial trash bin and an oil recycling bin. Almost unnoticable from the street. You'd have to be walking by slow to even notice the alley was there. Some desert growth over the cinder block wall hide it even more. Vic carried his boots and socks to the door. He still had the sleeves to the coveralls tied at the waist. It was near 90 degrees today. Not unheard of in November in the desert. But his pits were reeking. He was getting horny. He hoped Bash was ready to get molested after school. He pulled on the door quietly. It went right into the shop. He looked over and noticed Pat stark naked leaning over a car's engine. It looked like he was filling fluids. Did't even have shoes on. His ass on display ripe for the picking. Vic knew right then he was going to love this garage. He loved working on cars and he loved to be naked. Perfect pairing. Vic quietly put down his boots and socks and then untied the sleeves to his coveralls. He let them drop quietly to the cement floor as well. Then he stepped out of them. He stood for just a moment admiring Pat's body and, again, especially his ass. He knew from the banter around the table last night that Pat preferred bottom. He still fucked but would rather bottom. Vic's cock was reacting. "Thought you said we should always wear boots!" Vic said in a loud voice. Pat stood up so quick he almost hit his head on the hood. And then he turned around and said, "Fuck! You scared the shit out of me, bro!" Then he looked at Vic. What a fucking addition to the family. He reeked of sexuality, sort of like Casey and Shay did, but with a bit more street wise to him. His latin skin had a sheen of sweat on it. Almost looked like he was oiled up for a competition. Vic casually walked over to Pat and said, "Now what did you want to show me," Vic voice was deep and lustful. Pat smirked, he knew he was going to get fucked, but he would show the garage to Vic first. "Well, this is it. Two bays. Small office. Tool and parts room behind it. Usually just me here." "Cool. I like it. Is that all you want to show me? Obviously there's more since you knew you were expecting me and you're displaying yourself like a slut. How often do you get fucked here? Whore yourself out?" Vic asked, calmly. His voice dripping of sexuality. Pat was shivering from need. "Oh fuck." was all Pat said. His twisted perv alert was going off. "You fuck the customers?" Vic asked as he came right up to Pat. Leaving very little personal space. "Um...yeah. I..I mean I have." Pat said feeling very vunerable. Like the dude could see right through him. "You like them young too. Like I do. That's why Philip..." Vic asked. Philip just turned 18 so it wasn't a stretch. "Younger, older, depends..." Pat answered nervously. His task of adding fluids into the car all but forgotten. "...on how twisted they are?" Vic had Pat's number. Pat knew it. But it also answered the question of how twisted Vic was. Vic reminded him of Philip at that moment. "Bet you're cleaned out and lubed. Always ready." Vic took one of his hands and reached around and cupped one of Pat's cheeks. Caressing it a bit while letting his finger tips trace Pat's trench. "Fuck. Um...yeah, always ready. I mean, Philip told me to give up my cunt as much as I can. He gets off on me being used." Pat admitted. If Vic was going to live with them he would find out anyway. Everyone in the house knew the dynamic between him and Philip. "Bring your keys to the garage." Vic said. "Um..what?" Pat, of course, would do whatever Vic said right now. "You got poppers?" Vic asked. "...Um...yeah..." Pat answered. "Keys and poppers and follow me." Vic said waiting for Pat to comply. Pat gave him a quizical look and then went to his office and got his keys and poppers from the top drawer of the desk. Then he came back out to where Vic was still standing. "Follow me." Vic said as he went to the side door. He opened the door and went out into the alley. Pat was right behind him. He knew he would be. "Close the door." Vic said. Vic walked further back in the alley to the corner of the garage. Back here there was a broken gate that lead to the back alley. It was half open and looked like it hadn't been closed in years. Vic stopped in front of the gate and said, "Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs." Pat complied. His hands on the warm cinder block while his body tilted towards the wall. He spread his legs wide. Wondering the whole time if it was going to be a quick fuck. What surprised him was when he felt Vic spread his cheeks and then he felt the man's tongue on his hole. Vic started to tongue fuck him and eat him out with a vengence. While Vic was squatting down behind Pat there was some noise in the back alley. He looked over and saw a young guy on a bike. Pat put his hands down to his side to try and hide a bit but Vic noticed. "Did I say change position slut?" Pat put his hands back up. It was worth getting caught to have this stud molest him. But the young guy noticed. He couldn't have been more than twenty. Wasn't a twink but wasn't built either. Definetly hispanic. Swimmers build with the kind of tan that told you he didn't wear a shirt much. In fact, all he had on was some sort of gym shorts that went mid thigh and some tennis shoes. When he circled around you could see some ass crack. The dude wasn't shy either. He rode right up to that broken gate and then stopped the bike to watch. That's about the time Vic stood up and lined his cock up with Pat's well eaten hole. Vic looked over at the guy, realizing they had company, and grinned, "About to breed the slut. You want a turn after?" Then he slid his cock into Pat. Pat whimpered at the intrusion. Their new visitor got off his bike and pushed it through the half opening of the gate. Once he pushed the bike down the side alley a bit he toed off his shoes and let his gym shorts drop. "I'm Alberto" he said in a moderately thick accent as he approached the two men. As Vic ground his pubes into Pat's ass he said, "I'm Vic, the slut is Pat." Vic looked the guy over. Just as Pat thought, Vic was thinking the guy could be 20, maybe a bit younger. He had a hairless body except for his pubes and pits. But the main this was that it was turning all of Pat's and Vic's buttons to be caught and watched. Alberto turned out to be a dirty boy. He lifted Vic's arm and started to ravish it with his mouth and his tongue. He whimpered as much as Pat did. It was then Vic realized that Alberto was more of a submissive boy/man. Which wasn't a bad thing but he might be more interested in eating Vic's load out of Pat's ass rather than add to it. Either way was fine with Vic. He might work up another load for the boy. "Fuck yeah, like my stink boy?" Vic asked as Alberto cleaned his pit throughly. All Alberto did for a response was whimper. Yeah, he was a submissive little thing. Vic could get into wrecking his hole. The scene was turning Vic on enough that he was pounding Pat's cunt. Pat, for his part, was pushing his ass back to Vic. Trying to get more, to get Vic in deeper. He wasn't as big as Philip but he was still larger than average. After a few minutes Vic power fucked his way to an orgasm. Between the heat and getting caught he was worked up. Pat worked around Vic's cock. Massaging everything he could out of the spent organ. And, as soon as Alberto heard Vic come he was down on his knees in the dirty alley way waiting like a puppy for a bone. When Vic pulled out Alberto took his cock into his mouth and cleaned it for him. Ensuring to lap up the last of the cum. Alberto whimpered around Vic's cock while he played with his own below average cock. After he was done with Vic he moved over to Pat's awaiting ass. Pat hadn't moved, still recovering from the assault. He hadn't cum yet either. Alberto cleaned his ass crack and the outside of his hole before he dove his tongue in to search for Vic's load. Pat wasn't giving it up though and clenched his hole tight. Alberto got the message, he didn't like it, but he got it. So he moved to Pat's cock and started to give him an expert blow job. Alberto must have had no gag reflex at all as he took Pat all the way down his throat without as much as a cough. Vic just stayed to the side, foundling his own cock, as Alberto worked his magic on Pat. Soon Pat was unloading down the boy's gullet. Vic grabbed the back of Pat's head and pulled him in to make out with him as he came into the boy's mouth. As soon as Alberto got Pat's load he got up and slipped on his shoes again. He said, "Thank you" and put his shorts on and then pushed his bike through the gate and left. That was it. Vic was glad. Happy to keep the dude as a stranger. But he was sure he would be riding by again sometime just to see if anything was happening. Vic grabbed Pat's keys off of the ground and walked over to the door to unlock it. Pat followed him. Once Pat was in and Vic closed the door Vic pushed Pat up against the door and shoved his tongue back down the man's throat. Then he pulled back just enough to talk, "That's what you need, isn't it? To be on display, to get caught, a little thrill?" Pat nervously said, "Yyyyess", only worried because Vic figured him out so early. "Don't worry, brother. I'm the same way. Is Philip?" Vic asked. "Not as bad, but yeah." Pat then looked away from Vic. "Hey, hey. Me too, man. If Philip needs help with you, getting you what you need, I'm all in. Can I still fuck you when I work here?" Vic asked. "Whenever you want. I'd prefer it." Pat answered quietly. "Keep that hole ready man. I'm a horny bastard. I'll fuck you all day and then go home and ravage Bash." Vic promised. Pat whimpered a bit, but he also wondered what Philip would think, he would have to tell him. Then Vic asked, "Would Philip come by and fuck me too? Or we could double team you. Like I said, I'm a horny bastard, and I like it both ways." "He would get off on fucking you." was all Pat said. He knew Philip liked men. Masculine dudes he could top. But Philip liked to get fucked as well. But, even when he bottomed, he still liked to call the shots. "He probably wouldn't mind if you threw him a fuck as well." Pat admitted. "Oh yeah? Fuck! My dick is going to be raw living with you fuckers.", then he went in for another raw, sensual kiss, "But the pain will be worth it. Every fucking one of you is hotter than the next. I feel like I'm in perv heaven." "So, about the job, you going to work for me. Here?" Pat asked. Almost desperately. "What do you think, brother?" he kissed Pat, making the man whimper again, "I feel fucking blessed. A job, a home, and enough sex for a life time. Who the fuck would turn this down?" "Ok, well let's make this legal. Let's fill out all the forms so I can drop them at the accountant. I'm going to pay you well because you'll be going above and beyond daily." Pat smirked. "Oh yeah? Like keeping the boss happy?" Vic gave a cocky grin. "Keeping the boss's cunt happy." Pat said as he started for the office. "I can live with that kind of extra work." Vic responded as he followed Pat. Would you like Part Fifteen? Write to me! 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