Date: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 20:51:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: SHEP <shep0454@yahoo.com>
Subject: SON OF WILSON:  HEADED TOWARD THE NINTH...just saying!

***EVERY GOOD STORY HAS AN ORIGIN...WHERE THE MAIN CHARACTERS DISCOVERED
THOSE SECRET KIND OF THINGS ABOUT THEMSELVES AND EACH OTHER IN ORDER TO
ANSWER THE ENIGMA OF 'WHY':

WHY ARE WE THIS WAY...AND DON'T MIND IT!?!??!

WHY ARE WE SATISFIED WITH SHARING OUR TALENTS WITHIN THE FAMILY AND IT JUST
SEEMS RIGHT FOR SOME REASON!?!!!?!

WHY DO THE ANIMALS SUFFICE FROM TIME TO TIME!?!?!?!

WHY DON'T WE WANT IT ANY OTHER WAY!?!?!?!

MAYBE THIS CHAPTER WILL LAY OUT SOME BACKGROUND TO EXPLAIN THAT FOR
US...THE PRIVILEGED OBSERVERS OF WHY AND HOW A FAMILY FINDS EACH OTHER
SERVICEABLE THIS WAY!!!


***SON OF WILSON: HEADED TOWARD THE NINTH...just saying!

The old home place where Wilson and Veck, the only off-spring of my
grandparents, was divided up between the brothers at the death of the boy's
mother when they weren't even in school yet.

But it was understood that Veck would continue with the acreage that was
pasture land and fields and that Wilson would inheriet the rest.  And so it
was deeded!

Their father, Willie and Jake's grandfather, moved on when his son's
reached the age of maturity and the land as divided was theirs.

Wilson and Veck had a strange kinship, but they were loyal to their blood
bond!

Veck, although the younger of the two, married first.  Edna was the girl
the next farm over and it was just natural that it came about this way.
They balanced each other personality wise; her speaking her mind and he
quiet and reserved to the point of almost disappearing in her energy and
fuss!

Edna was a 'good' girl before they married and Veck enjoyed finding a hole
that would accommodate his ten inch cock.  She was a bottomless pit but
passionless and looked at spreading her legs as a 'duty' in being a good
wife!  She got pregnant within the first year of their marriage.  Both she
and Veck were still teenagers...just saying!

Meanwhile, Wilson lied about his age and got his CDL, commercial
transportation license, and sold fifteen of the back acreage that butted
the new highway to the rear of his deeded property and took the money and
purchased his first used wrecker...you would have thought that he had won
the lottery, he was so damn proud!

He built his business with this old junk wrecker and his intuitive ability
to fix any engine that through a rod or blew a gasket which kept his
father's farm going when it barely broke even in providing for the small
family.  He'd go days at a time doing road repairs almost around the clock
and he found success with a reputation of being known for being fair with
his prices and providing an honest effort with his work!

But that left little or no time for the young man to date or go down to the
Job Corps over in the next town and pick up one of the little white trash
sluts brought in from Kentucky and West Virginia who only wanted to find a
man and settle down and not go back to their desolate and backwoods
clapboarded existence. Wilson didn't give them a lot of thought at all...in
fact, he could care less!

When Veck and Wilson's mother passed on, the old man never remarried; he
just went back to the stud horse that he'd had when he started farming and
would lay over the split railing of the back acreage where the horse was
pastured and kick off his bibs and lean across the fence with his ass
spread.  He'd learned along time ago to collect the mare's scent on an old
rag and bring it with him and wash his asshole generously with the musk so
that the stud would be inspired to breed him.

It never failed to happen and within a quick few minutes of the stallion
being guided into the old man's honey hole to squirt several heavy loads
into his upper colon...all the while having a strong callused grip of the
horse's shaft to prevent not more that twelve or thirteen inches of the
firehouse hose thickness to enter his guts.  It didn't take long to reach
his own satisfaction with the same hand that had controlled the equine cock
as the spunk flowed out his back side as he got his own nut!  His dead wife
had never been as much service in their marital bed as 'OLD PAL' had been
screwing his ass across that split rail fence...never!

Then when Wilson was about thirteen, he found the old man having his
afternoon delight with the farm's old brown work horse...and he pulled out
his tailpipe thick hooded boy cock and beat off watching!  His father
turned around about the time the boy sprayed the ground with a heavy creamy
load.  The boy wasn't sure what to make out of what he saw...but there was
no mistaking that he found it exciting.

The old man pulled up his bibs and walked past his son without
acknowledging any of the goings on!  It all was what it was...no different
than taking a piss or a shit...just taking care of business!  So the boy
put his still throbbing semi erect cock back into his jeans and followed
his father back through the pasture.

That night, after the boys were in bed around ten or so; the old man
stopped by their bedroom and told Wilson to get up which he did.

They plodded down the hallway to the father's bedroom and while Wilson
waited at the entrance to the room, his father went to the four poster and
dropped his bibs and shucked the old white t-shirt that had worn grey and
crawled up on the bed with his ass hanging off the edge towards his son and
reached around and spread his butt cheeks and admonished the boy to:

'GET ON WITH IT BOY...!'

...and the thirteen year old with the beer can sized dick slipped off his
thread bare jockeys and walked over to the bed and slipped into his
father's rose bud and did to the best of his ability what he'd seen the
damn horse do that afternoon...until both he and the old man unloaded.
After he pulled out of his father's shitter, the old man rolled over onto
his back and covered his nekkedness with the rarely washed sheet and nodded
with his head for the boy to go back to his bed and bedroom that he shared
with his brother Veck.

Although, neither could call what they were doing was a loving exchange,
they both would look forward to opportunities in hooking up whenever they
could...and with a young son cumming into his manhood, that meant several
times a day whenever possible...!

A couple of years of this routine between father and son, after he'd come
back from his father's bedroom one night and was still horny as HELL, he
crawled into bed and couldn't go to sleep! The twitching and tossing was
just more than a fifteen year old could bare, so he reached over and
slipped his hand down Veck's jockeys and started easing a finger up his
brother's butt.  He knew his younger brother jacked off...heck they shared
a Playboy when they could boost one from the drug store down town on
Saturdays.

So he dug his middle finger down the crevice of the boy's ass crack and
plunged it in which provided little ol' Veck no pleasure at all...SHIT!!
he hadn't done much more that wanked off a couple of times and had no idea
what the other two were doing when they went off by themselves...and he
didn't care too much about it either!  And besides, he'd already shot a
load before Wilson came back to bed...!!  But one thing was for sure, he
didn't cotton to having his ass played with and jumped up out of bed and
shared that little fact with his older brother.

Wilson was laying there as nude as anytime that they'd skinny dipped down
at the quarry, that wasn't so unusual, but the cobra headed thick hard as a
railroad spike utility pole between his brother's legs was.  The younger
boy had no idea why it intrigued him so...but he couldn't stop looking at
it and noticed that his saliva glands in his mouth were working overtime.

HELL!!  He was drooling spit down his chin...it was lust at first site!

Both of the boys had heard some of the older boys talk about how most girls
would give them blow jobs when they wouldn't give them any pussy.  Such
talk was valuable information for the ears of young farm bucks finding out
that what the animals do when they're mating is something that they could
also engage in.  All of this sex education going on out behind the church
social hall after meetings on Sundays.

Veck thought he'd got the jist of what the older boys were talking about,
so without any encouragement, he bent over the side of the bed he shared
with Wilson and figured out how to swallow a fairly big assed dick...and
that he REALLY liked it!

Even gagging sent sparks of electricity that began to engorge his own
fairly good sized wanker, stretching the flesh hood across the dickhead.
Veck became determined in finding the right angle in getting his older
brother's meaty fuck stick past that gagging place in the back of his
throat!

Gawd!!!  It was a choker...cutting his breath off...but at least Wilson
wasn't holding his head down from being in such a state of mind of surprise
and finding that this new thang weren't a bad thang at all!  Different than
screwing the old man's slack flesh tunnel...with it being all puckered and
squishy from all the years of having the farm's work horse fuck him...but
Wilson didn't know about the concept of forcing his cock into something
tight and forbidding...like this here windpipe of Veck's!  He really
thought he could feel the younger boy's Adam's Apple or
something-something...DAAAAAAAAAAMN!!!

This provided the budding cocksucker a free hand at twisting his mouth this
way and flipping his tongue across the fat prick head and actually taking
control at forcing the thick intruder down his salivating throat for brief
seconds at a time where it breached the entrance and swallowed a little
more each time!

The longer he did this, the more heady his brains and senses got...almost
light headed...like smoking some of that rabbit tobacco when they went
skinny dipping down at the quarry!  OH Yes!!  He was literally getting the
same feeling as when he blew a load when he beat off to whatever centerfold
that the latest Playboy issue provided! Just like that feeling...just
aying!

Soon, Veck got his first taste of the hot creamy spunk that his brother
blasted down his throat...; hmmmmmmm!?!?!?!  yeah, pretty tasty...kind of
steamy and salty sweet like fresh egg custard!  Veck was pretty sure that
he could get use to this real quick!

All the while, the little brother was stroking his own developing length of
man flesh.

After the boys got into a habit of Veck blowing Wilson at pretty regular
intervals, the liquid boy cream from his younger cock that collected in the
palm of his stroking hand would find it's way to serve as a chaser to
Wilson's massive cream pie!


Couldn't get enough!!!...and soon their father figured that out for himself
too!  His youngest son was so enthusiastic with his slurping and gurgling
and sputtering, not to mention the oldest moaning like he'd found heaven
right here on earth and was in the process of dying to get there, the old
man would lay there and listen to the goings on. So one such night, feeling
like he wanted to watch his sons apparently finding out what their dick
wads are for, got up and ambled down the hallway in his stocking feet and
got his eyes full of the goings on.

From that night on, the father and his two sons never slept alone
again...saved on the bed linen washing also for a trio of bachelors. Not
really since they had to change which ever bed they all fucked in more
often than they'd ever had to before.  But who the heck was
complaining!!?!?  Good fucking and sucking is messy...just saying!

Veck would lay down with his head hanging over the foot of the bed while
the old man would slide his choker down Veck's long throat causing him to
sputter and gag a few times until his gullet got use to the invader.  Then
Wilson would mount his father and fuck that old man's shitty hole with such
force that it kept the old geizer's root buried about as far as Veck had
throat.  Once the father got off, filling the younger boy's stomach with
daddy seed, he'd roll out of the way beside Veck and watch Wilson stuff the
younger boy's mouth until both boys blew out enough gism that you'd have
thought that the TVA dam had busted a leak and was flooding the valley.
What with Veck being so cum hungry, it was seldom to never that any of the
three went to sleep with a sticky cock...just wasn't gonna happen, no
siree!!!

The strange thing about sharing this part with all you guys at this time in
the story, is that Willie, the son of Wilson, wasn't even aware of this
part of the family history...neither was Jake, Veck's boy, well not in it's
entirety anyway.  All of that revelation would come much later!

Which leaves us with the still unanswered question as to why was the two
cousins so were confused and mystified by what Jake had told Willie there
in the mossy grove under the pine trees after Midnight, Willie's black lab,
had screwed both of them like a couple of bitches that were in heat!?!!?!

SHEP

***WELL, KIND READER, I GUESS WE'LL NEED ONE MORE VISIT, AT LEAST, BACK TO
THIS STORY OF 'SON OF WILSON'; THAT IS IF SOME OF YOU WILL GO WITHOUT YOUR
STARBUCK LATTE'S FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS AND DONATE TO THE CAUSE KNOWN AS THE
'NIFTY GAY EROTICA' COFFERS SO THAT THESE GOOD PEOPLE CAN KEEP THE SITE FOR
THE DISCERNING GROUP OF US WHO NEED 'SPECIAL' KINDS OF ENTERTAINMENT...just
saying!