Date: Sun, 6 Nov 2011 21:35:39 -0800 (PST)
From: zill62001@yahoo.com
Subject: Gorilla Brothers 7

Hey everyone! I wanted to thank everyone for their support and interest in
my gorilla stories and once again remind everyone that of course it is a
work of fiction and depicts homosexual acts along with BDSM, Scat,
Watersports, and Cross generational relationships. I also love feedback and
ideas so please keep em coming at zill62001@yahoo.com with the subject:
Gorilla Bros. I'll also warn that this story is a bit different because
I've broken it into two different parts. Part seven will be about Ollie,
Nick and Jack, while Part 8 Will focus on Mack and Zack. I do intend to
keep going, I've just been a bit slow lately.

Gorilla Brothers 7

Part One:    Adoption, a story of Jack's Family...

    I was tired. There was no other way to state it. I turned the car's
ignition off, and laid back in the driver's seat as my ipod finished
playing it's current song. I took one deep breath and smiled as I realized
I had a well deserved break coming to me.
    I had just finished up a contracted job that lasted four months. Nick
and I had argued about taking it on, but I had finally won out. He argued
that his trust fund had more than enough to provide for us and that labor
was beneath a gorilla. Meanwhile I argued that I wanted a sense of
accomplishment and that I didn't wanna continually take his or Mack's
money.
    However, all of that was now moot. I had finished my exhaustive `tour
of duty' with the company, $20,000 richer, and had all the time in the
world. Granted I was home every night while working, but usually I grabbed
dinner and headed straight to bed. I had been neglecting Ollie and Nick a
little bit.
    Grabbing my canvas messenger bag from the passenger seat, I slung it
across by torso and headed inside. I made my way through the kitchen to the
living room where I found my family. Nick was sitting naked on the floor
with his back against the couch, at the coffee table. He had scores of
trading cards strewn about as he organized them in some way or another.
    Ollie was laying on the floor on the other side of the room in just his
briefs. He was busy drawing and coloring on some paper with a small
scattering of Nick's cards around him. The tv set was blaring some sci-fi
movie as the two relaxed. I gathered their attention by letting my satchel
fall to the floor with a thud.
    "Jacks Home!" Ollie perked up. I pulled my t-shirt off over my head and
made my way into the living room. Nick smiled as he patted one of the couch
cushions for me to sit on. I lumbered over to where he patted and plopped
down. Stretching my neck as I smiled at my men.
    Jack looked up at me as I began to explain.
    "It's over. We finished by our deadline and within our
parameters. We're done. And... we're twenty thousand richer." I smiled as I
patted the cushion next to me. Nick crept up onto it. I kept turning and
swiveling my neck, and Nick finally got the point. He began to rub and
massage my stiff muscles.
    "So, I think it's only fair that we go out for dinner to celebrate." I
smiled.
    "Can we go to the restaurant Mike works at?" Ollie chimed in
hopefully. I paused and eyed Nick.
    "When did he go to Mike's?" I asked cautiously. Nick smiled as he
answered.
    "Mack took me, Ollie and Zack on Monday when you worked late."  As Nick
answered I took a deep breath. I was still sore and stiff.
    "If that's what you guys want, sure." I answered, Ollie smiled and got
excited as Nick leaned in and nibbled and slobbered on my neck to relax me.
    "Okay, lets go in about an hour, I had a snack earlier, and I really
need to rest. Nick, will you help me?" I asked, already knowing the answer
as I led him to our bedroom.
    As I crossed the threshold, I unbuttoned my jean shorts and simply
walked out of them. I crawled onto our bed and stretched out. God it felt
marvelous.
    "Oooh, that feels good." I moaned as I stretched. Nick hopped up next
to me, using his fingers to tease my nipples.  Â
    "And just how am I supposed to help Jack relax tonight?" He playfully
asked. I turned my head and looked into his eyes.
    "OH, just shut up and fuck me!" I growled in a low tone. With his
smile, we wrestled momentarily. My prehensile feet finally locked around
his waist and positioned him standing at the bed's edge, giving him the
perfect position to pound my hole.
    Before he did anything else, he took his muzzle and slurped around my
dick and balls before moving on to my taint, and finally lubing up my hole
with his spit.
    "Man, you are tight down there. You've almost re-virgin-ized..." he
chuckled as he made up the words.
    "Then fix me, and help me be a slut again." I answered as my hands
helped spread my waiting cheeks for him.
    "Anything you want man." He answered before unceremoniously plunging
his dick full hilt into me. I let out a garbled howl as he poked me
deeply. He slowly and deeply fucked me for a short while before pulling
out. I raised my head to find out why.
    "I know what you really like Jack." He said with not just lust, but a
devious love in his eyes. I laid back full well knowing what to expect. His
mouth went back to my balls, as I felt his probing fingers playing all
throughout my ass. I loved how they would spread and play with my hole,
finger fuck me for short times, or dig deep in my ass for shit, or to hit
that prostate of mine that released surge after surge of intense pleasure
throughout my body.
    I was finally loosening up and relaxing under my mate's careful and
tender ministrations. Then I heard a soft muttering from Nick that I
couldn't understand. It was then that I felt the soft as velvet suckling on
my swollen testicles. New waves of pleasure softly pulsated from my
balls. The fingers renewed their milking and tapping of my engorged
prostate.
    However something seemed off as I felt not only the fingers and the
suckling on my balls, but now a hot wet tongue on the shaft of my
dick. Through squinted eyes I leaned up and saw that not only was Nick
slurping along my cock, but my little Oliver was sucking on my balls.
    "Just lay that head back dude. Now. He's been waiting a long time to
make you happy." Nick warned. Just then the sucking on my balls by Ollie
intensified, and I arched my back ever so slightly.
    Nick warmly spoke to Oliver. "Now, Papa Jack loves when the button in
his hungry hole is pressed. See him arch his back, he's happy. Now, Daddy
Nick loses it when his balls are sucked" Nick ended by using his free thumb
to point to his chest. He leaned down and redoubled his efforts to suck my
gorilla meat. Soon my left leg was shaking and spasm-ing and my head
thrashed from side to side. Nick pointed to me, while lowered his head next
to Ollie's.
    "See that, he's close now. Just work just on the head like I taught
you."
    With that, Nick relinquished my dick to the young boy who he had
apparently been tutoring. Ollie's soft mouth wrapped around the black flesh
of my cock and treated it with a gentle and enthusiastic vigor. Meanwhile
Nick smirked and dug up to four fingers into my hungry hole. I arched my
back further and started to buck just a little.
    I reached down to remove Ollie's face from my cock, but it was too
late. As I pulled him from my pole, those final brushstrokes with his
tongue made me loose control and spurt over a week of pent up ape cum up
and under his chin before it fell to shooting all over my belly. Huffing
and puffing, it took me a few moments to regain my composure. When I looked
toward the foot of the bed, there was my Oliver using a finger to smear
some of my cum from his chin into his mouth.
    There had never been a more perfect sight and my brow and my heart
melted.
    "Do you like how Papa Jack tastes?" I asked.
    "Mmm-hmmm, yeah." Ollie shyly replied. At this my prehensile feet
wrapped around his waist and lifted him to the air. I gently guided him to
lay on my chest, and I hugged him tightly and softly.
    "You are such a good boy." I told him as I nuzzled the top of his
head. After a moment my fingers were swirling the cum from around my
nipples and wiping it on his soft lips. Soon, running out of fresh pools to
finger feed my boy, he took the initiative and lapped up some of the drying
gorilla sludge from our chests and my belly.
    Nick stood watching with an approving look on his face. I think he
muttered something along the lines of `about time'.
    "Hey, we gotta get ready to go. I'm starving here." Nick prompted. I
stretched out as Nick helped Ollie down from me, and led him to his own
room. I soon got up and just put on the cloths I had just pulled off. I
could hear Nick in the next room.
    "So do you want Mario, or pokemon, or one of my shirts?" Nick was
asking. I heard Ollie say Mario a moment later. As I walked by I saw Nick
pick up a red t-shirt from the floor with his feet. He chuckled as he
turned it inside out and made a show for Ollie by wiping and crushing it
into his armpits and then around his balls before handing to him.
    "There you go my good man. You should smell a bit more like your
gorilla dads." He said. I slung my satchel over my shoulder and was
immediately met by Ollie as he exited his room. I grabbed Nick's keys from
the table and tossed them to him, indicating that he should drive. After
all, I was still tired.
    As we exited the house and I walked up to the passenger door to his
huge van, Nick came up to me.
    "No, no, no, your lounging in the back tonight." He told me. Too tired
to argue, I moved aside and slid the side door open to crawl in. A minute
later Nick hoisted Oliver up next to me in the bench seats.
    To get comfortable I leaned over, propping my head up on my fist, with
my left elbow leaning on the arm rest. Ollie climbed in further and gave me
a playful hug. As Nick drove us to our destination, Ollie's finger began to
explore by belly and body pinching and tickling me simultaneously.
    "What are you doing?" I asked Oliver who promptly quieted down and
looked scared. I smiled and patted his head to reassure him. "Here,..." I
began and I brought him in closer for a hug. I placed his small hand in
mine and continued. "I like it when you do this." and proceeded to show him
how I like my belly rubbed and my nipples tweaked.
    All the while, whenever I would look into the rear view mirror, I could
swear Nick would quickly turn his head to hide a huge smile.
    Once we made it to the restaurant, both Nick and Ollie seemed excited
to be there. As we were seated Ollie scrambled into our booth and
pleadingly patted on the seat next to him for me to sit down. Nick just
kept up his huge grin.
    I smiled as I muttered half-heartedly for both of them to settle down,
as I took my place next to Ollie and across from Nick. As our server
approached Nick took command of the situation before I could say a word.
    "Hey is Mike in tonight?" He began and just as our server got the words
` I think so.' out Nick requested him to be our server. Moments after our
intimidated server left, Mike approached. He and Nick seemed really happy
to see each other, and greeted each other fondly.
    "Hey Mike, I know this is short notice, but...ya remember those party
ideas we were toying with this week with Mack?" Nick began.
    "Yeah, some sick shit that sounded like fun." Mike retorted.
    "I know it's short notice, but think ya could whip some of `em up
tonight for me and Jack. It's sorta a special occasion." Nick pleaded with
an evil grin on his face.
    "Yeah, I think I get something together. It'll take a little bit
though. I can get you started with drinks or something." Mike said as he
began to nod as his brain was mulling over whatever he and Nick had half
planned out before.
    "Three of your dirty specials..."Nick put forth in a hushed voice. Mike
had a huge grin on his face as he nodded and walked off.  I raised an
eyebrow at Nick for ordering one for Ollie, I guess my gestures weren't too
subtle.
    "Come on, he can handle it. I was way filthier at his age. Besides he
wants to get in on the depravity with his daddy and papa." Nick
smirked. For once I blushed over what was going on. I turned to Ollie,
hesitantly.
    "You really wanna go that far?" I asked my little man, who nodded
enthusiastically.
    "He can handle it. Hell, I think next birthday it's a keg, a pack of
rubbers and a tattoo for this kid." Nick guffawed as he pictured the image.
    It was shortly after this that Mike arrived with a tray bearing three
wine glasses and a huge serving plate. The wine glasses were his specialty,
dirty glasses filled with his piss, a tiny nugget of shit and the rim wiped
with his rancid finger after soaking in his ass hole. The plate was unknown
to me.
    As he set it down I noticed that it was a huge basin of re-fried
beans. I raised an eyebrow and looked at Nick. I was expecting something a
tad more depraved. Nick smiled.
    "It's a classic. I want to get both of my men full of farter-starters
for tonight. Besides it does have a secret ingredient." Nick beamed as he
finished his sentence and began to serve himself.
    We gnawed on our food as we just had idle conversation. Mike came
through once to fill our water glasses, which surprised me. Not because he
came to fill them, but as he did, I noticed that his serving pitcher was
full of piss and not water. With a raised eyebrow at the man, he smiled and
simply said `my bus boys helped."
    As I was about to take another bite, I noticed Ollie had slowed down
chewing and was doing it with his mouth open, as if to figure out what he
was eating. Instinctively I finished my spoonful before asking Ollie what
he noticed, when I figured it out. From biting into my own serving, I
instantly tasted the acrid bitter taste of shit. Small shit nuggets were in
our meal.
    I turned to Nick but before I could say a word he smiled and said,
"Figured it out already?" As I tilted his bowl up so he could get a huge
mouthful of the beans and shit.
    The rest of our evening out as a family went without much incident. We
chatted about work, what we'd like to do in the coming weeks, visiting Mack
and most of the usual conversation pieces. As Mike came around with our
check, I was surprised that Nick declined dessert.
    As we exited the restaurant it felt as though a thick warm blanket had
been thrown over me, I was just that tired. However Ollie seemed almost
hyper, probably excited from partaking of some of the adult things his papa
and daddy usually do. As we climbed into the van, Nick got Ollie situated
in the passenger side and said "Let Papa Jack sleep, we gotta stop before
we get home." This was the second declaration from Nick that had surprised
me.
    It wasn't long before I was nodding off. I remember waking abruptly as
the van hit a speed bump. Blinking the sleep from my eyes I noticed the
bright fluorescent light streaking into the cab of the van. Leaning forward
I could make out through Nick's window the bright lights of a fast food
drive through, probably McDonald's. I tried to listen in to what was going
on, but I groggily slumped back in my seat instead.
    "Yeah, nine of the value meals, extra large." I could hear Nick
order. Through my nearly closed eyes I saw him lean over and talk with
Ollie before patting him on the shoulder and going back to the order
screen. "Yeah we also need nine apple pies and three more large fries." I
was asleep before getting to the order window, but I was still curious as
to what Nick had planned.
    It couldn't have been much later when we pulled in next to my car in
the back drive of our house. It was the door chime on the door that woke me
up.
    "Ollie, get papa Jack to bed." Nick asked as he threw his keys to
Ollie. I stretched stumbled from the van as I saw Ollie hop out and run to
the back door. I noticed several of the fast food apple pie wrappers fall
to the floor of the van and the ground by the door. I lumbered to the back
door where Ollie was waiting, and as I turned to address Nick he cut me
off.
    "You get ready for bed, I'll be in in a moment."
    Too tired to argue I headed straight to the rest room to splash some
water on my face before taking a piss and getting a drink. I heard the
distinctive slam of the back door, and the loud click of several deadbolt
locks.
    Just as I slid into bed Nick walked in smiling, holding the massive
fast food bags. He set them on the shelves that were built into the
headboard of our bed. He quickly turned and gathered up the remote controls
to our tv and play station and unceremoniously tossed them next to the food
bags. Perplexed, I was about to speak up when he hushed me and rushed out
into the hall. I heard the sound of a few doors being checked and the click
of the remaining lights being turned off. All followed by the giggling of
Ollie.
    Nick entered holding Ollie tight, and nuzzling his belly with his
snout. He flipped the covers totally off the bed before setting Ollie down
next to me. Simultaneously he shut the bedroom door behind him with his
left foot.
    "Okay, we are ready." He announced each word distinctively and
deliberately. "The three of us are staying together in this room for at
least the next thirty hours and doing nothing but relaxing. Jack's back and
we're gonna show him how much we love him." Nick smiled as he clicked the
flimsy bedroom door lock. I just snorted approval as he hit the lights.
    "What if one of us has to go to the bathroom?" Ollie asked both
innocently and excited.
    "Then the other two will take care of him." Nick answered as he pulled
the covers up over the three of us. I snuggled into a comfortable position,
with Ollie between me and Nick. This was my family.  Part 2, Grown Up...

    That weekend has always stood out in my mind as when the three of us
became a true family unit. It's also one of my fondest
memories. Unfortunately we can't freeze time in place, but the memories
allow us comfort in our old age. It's been several years since that
encounter, and my boy Ollie has grown up a bit. In fact we had a hot
encounter just about a week ago.
    I remember it distinctly because my knees were aching. Damn arthritis,
and at my age! Anyway, I was laying on my bed watching some crappy show,
Judge Judy, Joe Brown, one of those day time litigation shows. I was about
to take a nap after lunch. Nick was out picking up some new video game he
had ordered, so I was on my own for awhile.
    I was halfway to sleep when the slamming of the back door woke me up. I
was trying to decide if it was Ollie or Nick when I heard Ollie's bedroom
door open and the distinct thud of a back-pack being dropped.
    A moment later my door slowly creaked open, and I saw Ollie's form
outlined in the door frame. I turned to look at him and he smiled.
    "Hey Ollie."
    "Hi papa." He said softly, it still warmed my heart when he called me
that.
    "What'cha got planned tonight?" I asked as I muted the TV and rolled
over.
    "Well, I finished class and stopped by Jake's and checked my email and
hung out for awhile." It took me a minute to place Jake as his best friend
that he'd been hanging out with for the last year or so.
    "And..." I prompted.
    "Well, I got another date tonight." He shyly answered.
    "Doug?" I teased.
    "Yeah." Ollie giggled in response.  Â
    "I like this one." I told him. My baby boy had found that he had a
thing for big bearish men, truckers and red necks turned his crank
something fierce. This Doug was a strong guy, seemed on the level and
treated Ollie right.
    "Anyway, we were talking today, and I was gonna meet up with him at the
Truck stop on 37 for a quickie before he continues on. On his way back
he'll stop longer." Ollie answered.
    "Sounds good." I continued. "You can take Nick's Van, my car's been
having some brake trouble."  Ollie nodded and seemed to want to tell me
something.
    "What else?" I prompted.
    "Well, last time me and Doug fucked, you and daddy Jack had pounded my
ass earlier. So he noticed. We got to talking and he said he loved feeling
your spunk lubing up my insides. It got him hot and he shot so much in
me. I said I'd see if I could fill up again." He told me.
    "Heh heh, want papa to loosen your ass for your boy friend?" I
teased. My only response was a blush and a nod.
    "Well get over here." I smiled as he crawled up on the bed. I gently
removed his shorts, and was happy to see that he wasn't wearing any
underpants. I promptly spread his ass tenderly before slamming my muzzle
into my son's ass to lick it up and down.
    Soon I laid back and positioned Ollie to a comfortable position so he
was sitting on my dick and facing me.
    "There we go." I softly said. "You are such a good boy, you know that?"
I asked as I began to rock him on my cock. My answer was a pleasurable
murmur. As I sped up so did Ollie's little whimpers. It wasn't long before
I unleashed a good torrent of pent up cum in his poop chute. It got me
hornier than hell imagining my boy riding some filthy trucker's dick
slicked in my spunk.
    After a few more moments Ollie dismounted, and I made sure to inspect
his ass, and make sure none of my cream escaped his pucker. He got dressed,
and as he was about to leave I spoke up.
    "Come here." I ordered. As he sat down on the edge of the bed I pulled
him down into an embrace.
    "You know I love you, right?" I asked as I tightened my hug ever so
slightly. After a soft mm-hmmm, I pulled my boy up to eye level to give him
a good passionate kiss. After about five minutes.
    "Jack...leave some fore Doug." He joked as he got up. We chatted about
a few more inconsequential things before he headed into his room to get
ready. All and all it was another one of those sweet memories that will
stay with me. And hopefully will stay with you until the next story this
old gorilla can remember.


Bonus:

Whenever I've talked with people who liked my work I always have to ask
their favorite character. So just a little statistics block here on
favorite character by readers.

Jack        65%
Nick        16%
Mack        17%
Andy         0%
Ollie        2%
Zack         0%