Date: Wed, 17 Aug 2005 17:34:33 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: ricks anal ordeal -21

"There's MORE...?" I asked, having just heard a mouthful!

"Yes. Unfortunately." said mom, talking in a lower tone so that John (my
former dad) couldn't hear us. "Well, after John took on the
responsibility of claiming you as his unborn son, he confronted Phillip
in the grocery store he worked in for his grandfather -Hermas Grover.
John approached Phillip after store hours when he knew Phillip would be
alone to close up shop. He wanted to defend my honor, despite Phillip's
larger size. He caught Phil just before he locked the doors, and demanded
that he apologized to me for the rape and turn himself into the sheriff's
office. Phillip laughed at your dad, causing John to lose control and
throw the first punch. But little did John know, that 14 year old Thomas
Willis was working there at the time. He walked up and snuck your father
from behind.
"Phillip and Thomas were brutes, and soon got the best of your dad. They
dragged him back into the store, back into that little office of
Phillip's grandfather's in the back room, and threw him across the table.
They pulled at his pants, ripping them clean off of him. Then Phillip
rammed himself all the way up your father's butt, and fucked him until he
came! After that, Thomas did the same. Then They laughed at him, and
threw him into the back of Phil's car and drove him straight to MY house.
Phillip wanted me to see the "pathetic" excuse for a father my baby had.
He threw John out on my parents lawn, and showed me what he had done to
him. I ran to your father's side, and helped him up into the house where
I bathed him and cleaned him up. I decided right then and there that JOHN
was the man I wanted to raise my son. So 3 weeks later, 6 months before
you were born, we got married."

"That's amazing..." I said, otherwise speechless. It was hard to fathom
that one man had managed to rape all 3 members of my tiny family. But if
what my mom and dad says is true, then Phillip Grover had indeed managed
to nutt inside each and every one of us.
Something HAD to be done about him before I decided to have any children!

"So what now?" I asked, unable to process all of this new information.
"What do we DO now? Do we go on pretending like nothing's changed? Like
we're one happy family living in denial? Or do we tell mr Grover what he
did to us, MAKE him realize just how much he fucked all of our lives up?"

"Hey, watch your mouth around your mother, son." said John, coming back
in from his breather.

"She's MY mother -JOHN, and I'll talk to her anyway I please!" I defied.
I saw the shocked, hurt look appear on his face.

"Ricky...!" called mom, sternly. "Apologize to your father, at once!"

"My father RAPES me, I believe I'M the one owed an apology." I said,
getting up from my chair.

"Rick..." I heard John call, just as I slammed the door shut behind me.
I got into my car, and drove off in a cloud of smoke. I didn't know where
I was going. I had no particular place in mind. I just needed to get
away, from my mom, from John, from Willis, Chuck, the town, the
community, everything.
For the first couple of hours I drove around aimlessly, trying to piece
together the parts to this incredible story. So the guy I thought was my
father all these years, was absolutely NO kin to me whatsoever, -and
Chuck's muscle head dad was actually my REAL father through rape. That
meant that Chuck was really my half brother. So now I've been fucked by
both my brother AND father! This was too weird.

Later, I subconsciously found myself pulling up to Bud Ryker's estate. I
spotted him a top his flatbed truck, pulling off large bails of hay with
his dirty worker's gloves. He stopped working when he saw me walk up.
"Hey...!" he smiled, standing upright as he wiped the sweat off his brow
onto the back of his forearm. Without saying a word, I climbed up into
the back of the flatbed, and threw myself in his sweat-wet arms. Bud
looked surprised by my brazen, but he didn't protest as I undid his pants
and pulled him down on top of me.

"mmm, hummm, you ummm, sure you don't wanna, ummm, mmmm, to continue this
up in the bedroom?" he asked between deep kisses. I never said a word as
I clawed at his clothes.
Bud was dripping sweat down on top of me. His shirt was drenched in it.
He helped me remove my pants, then lay out on top of me full length in
the straw. I could feel his hardon pressing into my stomach as he kissed
me back passionately. I could taste the stale tobacco on his tongue. I
could smell the slightly unpleasant scent of his underarms everytime he
raised his hands over head. I spread my legs much like a woman would, and
let him settle in-between. Our cocks were like dueling swords, clashing
together from the sides as we kissed and hugged each other tightly. I
wrapped my arms around Bud's back, running my fingertips through the wet
sheen down his spine. He broke our kiss, reaching down between our legs
to guide his cock up to my hole. I spit onto my four fingers, then rubbed
it over my tight pucker to make it easier for him to enter. Bud slide the
head in, followed by 8 inches of strong shaft. We both groaned, he -from
the tightness, me -from the fullness. We connected together like two
pieces of a puzzle.

Bud slowly opened his eyes and looked down on me. I was staring up at
him, watching the sweat streaks run down his face before dripping onto
me. He smiled softly, then started pumping his hips back and forth. I
could feel his dick dragging my tight rosebud out with his withdraw. I
tightened automatically, trying to keep him inside. Slowly he pushed back
in, his thick shaft stretching me wider about half way down. My ring
sucked and massaged his cock as he started a steady in and out pace. I
lay my head back on a bed of straw, and looked up into the setting sun.
The sky was purple and orange, with hints of darkness creeping inward. I
could hear the dogs (Pop, Flint and Rex) barking at us with excitement as
they danced and pranced around the wheels of the truck. I really needed
Bud's cock in me, it was the only thing currently keeping me sane.

"Are you alright?" Bud asked, registering something odd in my actions.
I reached up and placed my index finger up to his lips to "shush" him up.

"Just fuck me...." I said, rolling my eyes up in their sockets.
Sensing my need, Bud did just as I asked. He fucked me with long, steady
strokes, sliding his cock through my loosening ring with deeper thrusts.
I felt his hips driving into me, burying his cock into to the hilt with
each inward shove. My body jerked each time he dug deep. I felt like his
cock was bouncing off every erotic pressure point inside my quivering
body. I spread my legs wider to give him better access. His hips fit into
me perfectly, twisting his key around in my lock as he opened the door to
my pleasure chest. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from crying. I was
back to looking into Bud's eyes, his stare burned through me like hot
coals. He was looking as if he was seeing into my soul. It was at that
very moment that I knew for sure with a doubt, that I was in total, deep,
mindless LOVE with him. A calmness spread throughout and over me, much
like that eerie settlement just before a big storm hits. I think Bud
noticed the look on my face. My eyes glassed over as my vision doubled.
Bud became a blur. Weird groaning sounds came from my throat, as my cock
stiffened even harder.

"uhh, uhh, ohh Bud! uhh, uhh, yeah, rrhh, rrhhh, aahhhhh, AARRRHHHHHHH!!"
I grunted, my cock suddenly shooting an arch of semen across my chest and
stomach. 3 huge spurts landed from my navel to my nipples, in close
proximity.
Bud felt my asshole tighten and spasm around his thrusting cock. He
continued to slam himself into me, making me take his full length. I
groaned from his forcefulness. I was in love with this man, and I wanted
him to cum deep into me. I wanted to be there for him, as his friend, his
lover, his slave, and his cum catcher. It didn't take Bud but 4 to 5 more
minutes of constant pumping before he was sending his sperms into my
rectum in a heated gush.

"AAHHHHHHH...!!!" he groaned, filling me with every drop of his love.
He fell forward after a minute of filling me. He kissed me hard in the
mouth, sucking on my tongue and nearly ripping it out from the root. I
broke the kiss, and began licking and biting at his wet shoulder, tasting
his salty sweat. Bud lay on top of me, his snake still spitting out the
last of it's venom in me.

After a few minutes of quiet reflection, Bud rolled off of me onto his
back.
"What brought that on?" he asked, staring over at me from the side as we
caught our breaths.

"I...just wanted you in me." I smiled, faintly.

"I KNOW that." he agreed with a smile. "But you never fucked me like
that, before." he said, trying to get at the root of my issues. "What's
wrong?"
I thought for a minute, then decided to tell Bud everything that I'd told
my parents. I informed him of the things Willis told my friends. I told
him how each friend reacted. I told him how hurt Mitch seemed, thinking
that I'd been lying to him all these years about my true feelings. I told
him how Chuck has been using the information told to him by Willis, to
black-mail me into having sex with him at his father's store everyday. I
told him how mr G (Chuck's dad) has been getting in on the act, and
fucking me as well. Then I told him what my mother told me of Phillip
Grover being my biological father, and how I was really being fucked by
my REAL brother and father. I also decided to come clean and tell him
about the crack house in "Blacksville", and getting fucked by a black
drug dealer named Blaine and his dog ROC.

Bud sat there for close to an hour, listening to me confess everything. I
felt better by having everything out in the open, but I seriously didn't
know how he would react to all of this info coming at once. Would he
think me a whore and banish me from his life forever, or would he be
sympathetic and confess his undying love for me? Either way, I was about
to find out.
Turns out Bud got angry. He was very pissed to hear what Willis had done
to me, not to mention Chuck, and OUR old man -Grover. He didn't
understand how Chuck (one of my supposed best friends) could turn around
and treat me so distastefully. He also said that IF Willis was mad, he
should take his revenge on Him, -not me, since I had absolutely nothing
to do with his firing. But we both understood that Willis' attacks on me
were in direct route to Bud. He knew Bud cared for me, and knew that he
couldn't beat the farmer face to face, one on one. He tried that already,
and barely got out with his head intact, so he came after ME instead.
Bud's first instinct was to go find Willis and Chuck, and beat the hell
out of them. I appreciated that he felt so strongly about avenging me,
but really didn't think it was a good idea to piss them off any further
then they already were. I mean, they've already exposed me to my parents,
lord knows what they'll do if confronted by Bud. He did still have a
business to run, and the scandal of homosexual-animal sex going on at his
farm, would be just the excuse the stiff shirts around town needed to
shut him down -permanently.

Just then Bud got an idea. He said that; "We need to lure them here, do
you think you can get Willis and your friend up here alone?"

"Yeah, maybe. Why?" I asked curiously, wondering what he had in mind.
Bud smiled wickedly, but insisted I "not worry about it." He seemed
satisfied and content with whatever revenge plots he cooked up in his
head. I began to feel nervous and sorry for Willis and Chuck, before I
was even in on the plan.
Later that evening, Bud strapped me in with the dogs, and stayed with me
the entire time they used me for their own pleasures.

* * * * *

Bud started putting his plan into action mid-way through the week. He
stopped off into Grover's Grocers and ran into "good ole" mrs Talbot (the
town's gossiper). He purposely informed her that he was going away on a
family emergency over the weekend, and leaving "Rick" in charge of the
farm while he's gone. Chuck over heard, and immediately called Tom
Willis. They both then schemed a plan to bust onto the farm that weekend,
tie me up and butt & fist fuck the hell out of me along with the dogs.
That night, while I was up at the kennel getting ready for my CLOSE-UP,
John (my dad) was sent out to Grover's Grocers to get Chuck's dad
-Phillip Grover into the act. He walked into the store as mr G was
counting up receipts in the back.

"Whose there?" called mr G. Without a word, John appeared around the
corner. "John Walker!" called mr G, leaning back in his chair. "To what
do I owe the non-pleasure of this visit?"

"I heard about what you've been doing to my boy." said John, sternly.

Mr G's mouth dropped, then in the same motion made his eyes narrowed.
"So, did you come here to try to kick my ass like LAST TIME, or did you
come here to join your son and get butt fucked along with him?"

Dad's asshole puckered at the long ago memory of his one and only butt
fucking.
"Neither." he said, blocking out the images. "I'm here to tell you about
your sons."

"You mean, SON. And what about him?"

"No. I mean, SONS. As in plural...."

So while dad (I mean -John) was explaining reality to my TRUE dad, I was
up at the kennel trying to keep myself busy by doing some of Bud's
chores, such as; cleaning the stables and dog pens, and feeding them. I
was doing a pretty good job, and was only a few hours behind on schedule,
when Chuck and Willis suddenly (expectedly) walked up behind me.

"Where's your Master at, slave-Bitch?" asked Willis, amidst the rising
barks and howls from the caged dogs. I spun around as if I didn't know he
was there. I could easily see the 2 big hardons they sported, tenting out
the crotches of their pants.

"Willis! Chuck!" I called (badly acting) breathlessly. They were so
thrilled sexually, that they didn't even notice my fake reactions. They
both approached me with lust driven speed. "What're you guys doing here?"
I asked, backing away.

"We decided to pay our PUSSY a visit. Is there somethin wrong with that?"
asked Willis, just as Chuck grabbed me by my arm. His grip was strong, he
twisted my wrist until he had me following his movements effortlessly. As
I fought against him, Willis came up behind and started ripping at my
clothing. I hadn't seen Willis since his Home Depot encounter, so I was
instantly reminded how he completely humiliated and embarrassed me to
John.
They both roughly manhandled me, yanking at my clothing and body until I
was nude and at their mercy. I could see Chuck's cock straining to get
out of his pants and into one of my invitingly warm holes. He looked at
me with overwhelming sexual energy. I imagined being my mother, and
helplessly facing Phillip Grover alone at 17. I imagined how she must
have felt as he ripped at her clothes, and shoved his aching cock into
her without concern. I already knew first had how that felt, as he had
shoved it into ME as well.

I could see a great deal of resemblance to our dad in Chuck. And now that
I knew the truth about us, I could see where Chuck and I resembled one
another also. But while I looked more like my mother in physical stature
and mannerisms, Chuck looked the split image of our father, from the same
brown-black hair, to the thick football player build, and arrogance.
They dragged me over to the "breeding pen", where I was often fucked by
the dogs. I begged for release, promising that Bud would be here "any
minute", and wouldn't like finding them here. They laughed, knowing that
Bud was out of town, and that I was left here to tend things alone.

They wrestled me down onto the metal table used to restrain me. They
locked my arms and legs in, tying me securely as they tightened the bands
on my limbs. I was in "doggy-position", my legs spread and my ass
vulnerable. I felt their rough hands grabbing and slapping my tender
buttock. They each pulled the cheeks apart, viciously, stretching my hole
as they shoved their dry fingers up into me. I gasped, grunted, and
cursed as they roughly crammed finger after finger inside. One of them
tired quickly of the finger game, and shoved his cock in me instead. I
yelled out loud at the penetration, my asshole convulsing around the
embedded piece of swollen flesh. Hands gripped at my waist for support,
as hips started pumping hard and fast. The cock dragged my dry hole with
it. It pumped in and out, in and out, in and out, until my hole was
starting to become moist.

"OOOO FUCK...!" groaned Chuck, revealing that it was HIM fucking me. His
hands were like a vice, his dirty nails digging into my skin as his fuck
thrusts got wilder. I was groaning like mad, unprepared for the raw power
he exuded so quickly. Every slap of his powerful hips was sufficient
force to knock the wind from my lungs. Barely able to breathe, I felt
Willis gripping me by my hair. He lifted my face until I was staring at
his hard cock. He lowered it to my lips, and pushed it directly into my
mouth.

"Suck it, Bitch!" he demanded, making me take it all. My eyes bulged as
his balls came to rest on my chin. My throat ballooned outward to make
room for his rod. Willis ground his hairy pelvis in my smooth face,
watching me turn red from a lack of oxygen.
Meanwhile my half brother Chuck was busy pounding my hole. His fucking
was strong and relentless. He rammed his cock back and forth with growing
force, his hips leaving my ass cheeks red with bruises. Just as I thought
I was about to pass out from no oxygen, did Willis suddenly release his
grip on my head and allow me to back up off his cock. His prick exited my
mouth and throat, coated with a thick film of slimy spit from deep with
my esophagus. A long sting of saliva drooled from my lips to his cock
head. He gave me all of 2 seconds to breathe before shoving his cock all
the way back in. My air was instantly cut off again as his balls slapped
into my chin. This time he didn't keep it buried for long. He pulled back
slightly until about half of his cock remained buried in me, then shoved
his hips forward to replant it in my throat. He kept up this technique as
Chuck pounded my aching innards even harder.

The 2 friends fucked at my various ends, trying to meet each other
somewhere deep in the middle. I was being prodded and pocked like a stuck
pig. I knew it wouldn't be long before they had me dripping wet with
their juices from both ends. Just then I felt Chuck's grip tighten
painfully around my waist. His cock stiffened and swelled. I heard him
yell a loud as he started pumping load after plentiful load of our
family's crest deep into my bowels. The hot cum pumped into me in fresh
batches, I could almost feel each splash as it fired into my quivering
anal walls, drenching them thoroughly with creamy juice.

"OOOO FUCK YEEEEAAAHHH..." he groaned, losing all of his seed.

"Liked that, eh?" asked Willis with a big grin.

"Fuck Yeah!" exclaimed Chuck, his cock still twitching inside me.

"Yeah, he DOES have a good CUNT, don't he? Why don't you pull out and
give me a shot at that hole?"
Chuck churned his hardon around in my guts for a minute, savoring the
feel of my anus surrounding his meat before pulling back to free his
cock. It popped out of me slowly. Once removed, I could feel the
difference it made having him inside. My hole felt huge, yet empty. I
wanted something back in me, to fill up the gaping hole left to tend
itself.

"Don't worry Bitch, you'll have MORE cock in you in a minute." said
Willis, in answer to my thoughts as he removed his cock from my mouth and
walked around behind me.
I lay there on the table, my senses heightened with sensual anticipation.
My body was tingly with excitement. I felt Willis' hands on my buns,
pulling the cheeks apart to get a good look at my loaded hole. My once
tight ring stretched opened when the cheeks were separated. Willis lined
his dripping wet cock head up with my spasming hole, then shoved in. I
felt the entire shaft of his hard column spear into me with one thrust.

"OH FUCK!" I yelled, feeling it push pass all the soft red flesh inside.
Chuck stayed near the anal action as he watched Willis fuck me. He seemed
fascinated by watching the rock hard cock slip in and out of me. His eyes
were focused on my red rosebud and Willis' plunging cock. He loved
watching my anal bud forced back and forth along the thick dick pummeling
me. He saw streaks of his own semen coating Willis' cock, making it
easier for the blazing price to slice through me. He even couldn't resist
reaching down and holding my butt cheeks open for Willis' viewing
pleasure. This allowed Willis to thrust in and out steadily without
missing the hole. I gasped and grunted from each pump.

"Yeah Chuck, see your load on my dick?" asked Willis, noticing the
difference in texture of my inner lining. "It's making my cock slicker,
making him take it easier..."

"Yeah, I SEE it!" confirmed Chuck, looking closely.

"I'm about to shoot a load up in this CUNT, then you can fuck her again
if you want! Then we're gonna sick the dogs on him, and watch them
gang-fuck him over and over again!"

"No, please...!" I cried, knowing full well how inviting that sounded.

"And then I'm gonna FIST-FUCK him, just like I used to do! I'll get his
asshole ready for Buddy -the horse, and make him take that 15 incher
clear up to the horse's balls!" announced Willis, making himself so
excited that he accidentally sent himself into a premature orgasm.
He cursed a mouthful of angry names at me, mad that my asshole combined
with his hot fantasy, was too much for him. I felt my asshole become even
wetter inside, as a torrent of hot cum poured into my anal canal.

"Fuckin BITCH! Making me CUM before I was ready! Take that nutt, man!
Take it up your asshole! AAHHHHH!!! I'm fillin this fuckin CUNT-Bitch
with CUM! And I'm LOVING IT! AAARRRRRHHHHH!!!"
It actually took Willis several minutes to finish cumming in me. His cock
twitched, pulsed, throbbed, jerked, and pumped fresh nectar, filling my
hole and mixing gingerly with Chuck's. He reluctantly pulled his cock out
of my sweet sucking pucker to make room for my brother. His cock exited
smoothly. Again I felt that crazy emptiness in my ass. Chuck took his
place, pulling my anal cheeks apart to look at my hole. The once smooth,
tightly sealed, anus, was now starting to drip a semen. Chuck lined his
cock up to me once again, preparing to spear me again.

"No, please -don't!" I begged, feeling Chuck's cock head pressing into
me.

"Shut up Bitch, you KNOW you LIKE IT! You're a PIG for shit like this!"
snarled Willis. "I've never seen anybody get off on gettin butt fucked as
much as you!"

"No! Please, I can't!" I over acted a bit too much.

"Why not? WHERE's your big bad-ass boyfriend at?" asked Willis,
defiantly.

"Right HERE." called a nude Bud, from behind us.
Willis and Chuck spun around in surprise. The looks on their faces were
priceless. Neither had expected to see Bud, and was caught completely off
guard by his presence. The roost had actually worked perfectly.

"What's HE doing here?!" asked Chuck, releasing his grip on me. "And
why's he naked?"

"I dunno. Maybe he wants IN on our 3sum."

"He's supposed to be out of town! What's he doing here??" repeated Chuck.

"I DUNNO!" said Willis, narrowing his eyes on Bud.

"So...whatta we do now?" asked Chuck, nervously.

"He's just ONE guy, WE can take him!" said Willis, sounding more hopeful
then confident.

"And what about Rick?" asked Chuck, glancing back at me.

"We can fuck that Bitch any time. Right now, my cock's itching for some
of that Ryker's Ass!"
Bud didn't say anything. He stood by the breeding pen's gate, awaiting
Willis' next move. Willis moved in slowly, recalling the last fight he
rushed into with his former boss.
"So how's it feel, Bud? Seeing your prize boy-pussy tied up and butt
fucked by 2 other men? Makes you go crazy, don't it? Seeing him got
hog-wild when we cum up in him?"

"Why's he just standing there?" asked Chuck, not liking the way this was
panning out. He was sure Bud would be gone for the weekend, enabling he
and Willis to fuck me at their own pace for as long as they wanted.

"Relax. We can TAKE him. He's just ONE MAN!"

"Guess again!" came another voice from behind the pen gate. We all looked
surprised as Blaine came walking in to stand by Bud's side. He was buck
naked also, his soft cock dangling thickly between his dark brown legs.

"Blaine! What'r you doin here, man?" asked Willis, an old acquaintance
with both Willis, Chuck, and Bud.

"My man Bud here called and told me he might need a lil' help with some
trouble he was expecting." explained Blaine, "So wussup with you?"

"Just doin a little PUSSY-huntin, is all." smiled Willis. "Lookin to
spear my first Bud-buck. You with me on that?" he asked cunningly, trying
to turn the tables on Bud. "If you help me out, I'll let you keep ALL of
Bud's breeders! You have any idea how much those dogs're worth?"
Blaine looked over at Bud, temptingly. The 2 men eyes met for a long
second as Blaine contemplated Will's offer. My heart was doing double
skips, thinking that he just might actually double cross Bud at the last
minute.

"Naaw, I think I'll pass." he decided, making up his mind quickly. I
could see the grin return on Bud's rugged face. "What good's a drug
dealer if he can't keep his WORD?" added Blaine, causing Willis' smirk to
disappear.

"I NEVER did trust you nappy heads!" spat Willis, knowing he was going to
have to fight his way out.

"Someone's asshole is going to get fucked here today, Willis...but it
won't be ME!" promised Bud, happily (I know for a second there, he had
his doubts).

"FUCK YOU!" yelled Willis, picking up a shovel.

"No whiteboy, fuck YOU!" countered Blaine. Just then (on Que) the doors
to the kennel opened to reveal about 10 of Blaine's drug dealing friends
from the crack house in Hattsfield. All Black, All NUDE, and All carrying
deadly hardons!