Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006 22:22:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bruce Jenkins <shaggyzon@yahoo.com>
Subject: naturally-curious-5

     The saga of Brian Jensen's childhood continues.  Enjoy....

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     I returned to my room on Saturday morning, my head spinning.  I
realized that I'd had a sexual encounter with each and every member of my
household, and it seemed that this phase of my life was just beginning.
I felt like I had won the lottery.  Other boys sometimes told stories of
playing doctor with their sister or seeing their mom naked, but no one I
knew could even imagine their family turning out as cool as mine.  I got
dressed and ready for the day, being as quiet as I could so as not to
disturb Jacob.
   It was lawn mowing day for me and Dad, which was no small chore.  Our
farm, with 2 barns and the stables, had about 4 acres that we kept
trimmed neatly.  Dad had gotten an early start.  I could hear his tractor
running and it was barely 7 a.m.
I walked outside to find that he was almost half-way done.  He must of
been at it since 5:30 or 6:00 a.m.   He stopped the big John Deere as I
approached, and let it idle.

 "Thanks for lettin' me sleep, Dad, but you could have gotten me up, I
woulda helped ya out."  Secretly, of course, I was thrilled that he'd
gotten a jump on the day.

    "Well, Bri, I got a little surprise for ya, and I wanted to be sure
we had some time this morning before the girls got home. "  He smiled
mysteriously.

    "A surprise, huh?  Can I see it now?"  I knew the answer already.
Dad loved to build suspense, and there was no chance he would let the cat
out of the bag until he was ready.

    "Of course....not."  His grin widened, and he raised one eyebrow.  I
giggled.

    "The only was to find out is to finish up here as fast as ya can, my
man."

    My job was to trim while Dad mowed, and I finished in record time.
By 9:30, the August day was already almost 90 degrees and we were done.
I had stripped down to my cut-off jean shorts.  Grass clippings and dust
covered my sweat soaked body from head to toe.  Dad kept a mini-fridge in
one of the barns.  He handed me an ice-cold root beer, and popped open a
Budweiser.

     "Ready for your surprise?" he asked.

      "You bet I am!"

      He climbed up on his tractor, and motioned for me to hop up.

      "I think it's about time you learn to drive this beast."  The big
John Deere shook as he started it up.  I was on sitting in front of him,
between his legs, but I wasn't tall enough to reach the pedals.

     "I think I'm too short."

     "You just steer, son, I will work the gas and the clutch.  By next
summer, you will be tall enough to drive this all by yourself."  I knew
that meant I would also be helping to take on more workload around the
farm, but that was o.k.  I liked helping out.  I didn't want to seem to
eager, though.  I couldn't have Dad thinking he should load me up on work
during my summer vacation.

     "Is this my surprise?  That I get to work twice as hard next
summer?"  I joked.

     "Oh, no.  You are going to drive us to where your surprise is at.
It's actually for all you kids, but I think you will appreciate it more
than your brother or the girls.  How 'bout we go for a drive over by your
secret tree house?"

    I was speechless. How did he find out about our tree house?  It was
supposed to be for us kids only.  We had all sworn to keep quiet.  He
must have seen the doubt on my face.

   "Don't worry, kiddo.  I promise, your Dad isn't going to spoil your
clubhouse.  Just get us there."  With that, he popped the clutch and the
tractor roared and  lumbered forward with a lurch.  My mind was fully
occupied with driving, as we bounced along at full speed.  My butt was
resting in front of Dad's crotch, and it only took a few seconds before
the vibrations of the tractor took effect.  I could feel him swelling
against me, and I wiggled my butt back into his crotch.  His hand rested
on my belly, and held me snugly in place. I felt blood flowing to dick,
and soon we were both rock hard.  My cut-offs began to ride up my leg,
and I felt the tip of my dick slip past the hem of my shorts just as we
topped a hill and our tree house came into view.  Dad slowed the
tractor, killed the engine and we coasted in.  He gently embraced me in a
bear hug from behind, lifted me and stepped down to the ground.  I moved
to tuck my hard dick back into my pants, but stopped when I saw that Dad
was loosening his belt.  He shucked off his jeans, and his wonderful cock
sprang out.  Then he took his shirt off, and said," I don't know about
you, but I'm going for a dip before we do anything else."

     I kicked off my shoes and peeled off my shorts, and we stood
admiring each other for a moment before he said, "Last one in is a rotten
egg!" and jogged towards the cool inviting stream that ran past our tree
house.  I started to follow, but as I got closer to the tree house, I
stopped.  My jaw dropped.  Our half finished fort was now done.  It had a
roof.  It had windows.  It even had a sign.  "Jensen's Secret Hide-out
Enter at your own risk"  I scampered up the ladder and looked around.
Dad had installed a door, and the windows had shutters that could be
closed and latched.  We also had a small table and 4 folding chairs.  A
small cupboard in the corner revealed pillows, blankets, candles and a
flashlight.  It was the coolest hideout any kid ever had!
   I scooted back down the ladder and splashed into the stream.  Dad was
grinning ear to ear, knee deep in the water, his cock still hard.  I gave
him a big hug, and felt his throbbing meat as my belly pressed against
it.

   "You are the best, Dad!"  I hugged him even harder, grinding my body
into his penis, feeling more blood rush into mine.  I was so hard that it
almost hurt.

    "Well, I think it's great that you kids got this much done on your
own.  But I can't take all the credit.  I had a little help."  I heard
the whine of an engine getting closer and an ATV topped the hill with Mr.
Norton astride, his big girth making the four-wheeler look like a toy.
He was wearing his overalls without a shirt and his muscles bulged as he
braked, parking by the edge of the stream.  I instinctively took a step
back and began to move behind my father to hide my nudity.  Dad, on the
other hand, put his hands on his hips and faced Norton with a big smile
on his face and his fully erect penis bobbing gently up and down in the
breeze.

    "Bri, come around here and thank our neighbor for helping me put the
finishing touches on your new tree house."  I was speechless.  I thought
Mr. Norton was just some old pervert that didn't care about anything but
getting his jollies from molesting kids.  (Of course, I had enjoyed it as
much as him, but he didn't know that!)

   "Um, thanks, Mr. Norton."  I didn't know what else to say.  I wondered
if Dad would be so nice if he knew about what Mr. Norton had done with me
and Gracie.  He smiled a toothy grin at me, and his eyes dropped to my
crotch, taking in the sight of my still hard dick.

   "Well, son, I owed ya.  You and your sister more than paid for the
wood you took, so me and your daddy come up with this idea to fix up your
tree house real nice."  My mind raced.  That meant Mr. Norton had told
dad about what happened.  Which meant....Dad set this up!  He had Mr.
Norton meet us here.  And it was Dad's idea to skinny dip.  I wondered
what else he had in mind.  The thought of pleasing Mr. Norton again while
Dad watched was a little embarrassing, but I couldn't keep the thought
out of mind.  I wanted to show Dad I was a "good little cock-sucker" , as
Mr. Norton would say.  I felt dirty and horny thinking this, and my stiff
penis twitched upward with every heartbeat.  Mr. Norton undid his
over-alls and let them drop.  His thick cock was half-hard, it's veins
starting to show.

     "Mind if I join you?" he said, and kicking off the sandals he was
wearing, he stepped into the water.  He smiled and looked me up and
down.  "Son, you look like you've been hard at work."  I realized that I
was still covered in grass.  "Looks like we need to wash you up before we
do anything."  My dad nodded in agreement.

     I couldn't wait to see what what came next.  Mr. Norton came up to
one side of me and knelt in the stream.  Dad knelt on my other side, and
they began to scoop water up in their hands and rinse my body.  Their
hips were just past my knees, and when they straitened up, their hard
cocks would brush against my thigh.  They slowly ran their hands all over
my body, washing the dust and grime of the morning into the cool
stream. I felt a rough hand on my penis and looked down to see Mr. Norton
stroking my head while Dad gently fondled my smooth ball sack.  Dad
looked up at me.

    "Bri, why don't we try out your new tree house.  If you don't mind
having a couple of grown-ups as your guests, of course."

    I groaned a throaty,"Sure, let's go," and splashed out of the
stream.  We had laid a rock pathway to the tree house so that we could
avoid tracking mud in, and I nimbly navigated my way up the ladder with
Dad and Mr. Norton watching from below.  I wasn't sure, but I thought I
heard Mr. Norton whisper to Dad,"I'm gonna love licking his little
asshole."  Whatever he said, Dad just smiled and began to climb up.

    I remembered the blankets I had seen, and pulled them out on the
floor.  I pulled out the pillows, too, and made a nice cozy spot on the
floor, recalling how the game of Truth or Dare played here not so long
ago.  As soon as Dad and Mr. Norton got settled, I said,"O.K.  You guys
have to take the oath of secrecy." Mr. Norton smiled.

    "The oath of secrecy, huh? Have you ever given anyone an oath of
secrecy before, big guy?"

    "You bet.  My sisters, my brother and I are sworn to secrecy, and if
you want to play in the tree house, that's the rule."

    "Sounds like a good idea to me," said Dad.  "What do we do?"

    I was winging this, much like the oath I made my siblings take.

   "Everyone needs to sit cross-legged in a circle," I said. The two
grown men complied, and I felt a rush of power.  I looked down at
the hard cocks on my left and right side.

    "O.K., put your hand on the penis of person to your left."  I slid my
hand as far around Mr. Norton's thick cock as it would go, as I felt
Dad's hand engulf my member.  He rubbed it a couple of times, sending
shock waves of electric pleasure through my body.  I could feel Mr.
Norton's pulse pounding in his throbbing meat, and gripped harder.  He
let out a little grunt of pleasure.

   "Now, hold the balls of the man on your right."  Mr. Norton cupped my
smooth balls gently, slowly massaging them.  I began to play with Dad's
balls in the same way.  The musky scent of horny men was in the air, and
we had barely even started.

    "Close your eyes and repeat after me.  I will always keep secret the
things that happen in the Jensen Family Tree House."

   They repeated my words as I stroked the hard cock in my left hand.
Mr. Norton groaned.

    "If I tell anyone, I will burn in hell and ...er....Satan will stick
a red-hot poker up my butt."  I peeked to see if they were cheating as
they repeated my words, but they both had their eyes shut.  I looked down
at the two huge hands engulfing my 5 inch cock and stroking my nut sack,
and decided that as long as they were willing to play along, I would take
advantage.

    "Now, when you are in the clubhouse, the president is in charge.  If
the president isn't here, the vice-president is in charge, and so-on.
Since you are the newest members, you have no seniority."  I tried to put
a tone of authority in my voice. "Agreed?"

   "Oh, yes, sir!" said my dad, opening his eyes and grinning at me. He
looked over to Mr. Norton and said,"How 'bout it, Norton? You gonna be
O.K. taking orders from the president?"

    Mr. Norton let his eyes wander down my body, tracing a path to hand I
had wrapped around his wide cock.  "Sure, I can abide that."  I slowly
pulled my hand off his dick, letting my fingers play across it's wide,
purplish mushroom head.  I released Dad's balls, too.  They followed suit
and we sat for a brief moment looking at each other throbbing cocks. I
could hardly believe this was happening, but now I was in control of two
grown men.

     "Good, now let's play your initiation game.  Do you know what Truth
or Dare is?"  They both nodded.

    "I'll start. Dad, truth or dare?"

    "Oh, I'll start slow. I'll take truth." I smiled and looked up at
him.

    "Remember, you have to answer honest.  Here is your question: Have
you ever done any sex stuff with Gracie or Heather?"  I was dying to know
if he had been teaching Gracie any sex stuff.  She seemed like she had
gotten pointers somewhere.  Dad looked stunned for a second.  I don't
think he realized what he had agreed to until just now.  He recovered and
said," Uh, yes."

   "Well, what stuff?" I prodded.

    "Well, you didn't ask what stuff, you just asked if we did stuff.
But I can tell you this, kiddo, from what I hear you have done a heck of
a lot more "stuff" with your sister than I ever will."  Mr. Norton let
out a hearty chuckle.  He had caught me and Gracie playing around and
knew exactly the kind of "stuff" she was capable of.

     "O.K.  Fair enough.  Your turn, Dad.  Pick one of us and say,' Truth
or Dare.' "

    "Oh, I know how to play, son."  He turned to Mr. Norton and said,"
Truth or Dare."

     "I think dare.  I'll take a dare."   Dad didn't hesitate.

     "If I am not mistaken, you owe my son a blow-job.  I would like to
see you kiss and lick on his boy-cock until he spews a load in your
mouth."  My penis twitched upward as Dad spoke, the dirty words fueling
my lust. Mr. Norton just nodded.  He grabbed one of the folding chairs
against the wall and set it up, then fluffed a pillow and set it on the
floor by it.
     "Come on, boy.  Have a seat.  You suck a good cock, but I'll have
you shooting a load in no time."  I got up in the chair, and he knelt in
front of it, his knees on the pillow.  Placing a one hand on each knee,
he spread my legs wide and slowly began to kiss and lick my smooth inner
thighs.  My 5 inches was throbbing and I couldn't wait for him to put it
in his warm wet mouth. I groaned as I felt his tongue getting closer to
my balls.  Slowly, he engulfed my them in his mouth, and he slowly
massaged them with his hot tongue.   He worked his way up my shaft,
wetting it thoroughly and then, to my surprise, he swallowed my entire
cock.  I felt my head contact the back of his uvula and push past it.  He
made a slight gurgle, and pushed it farther into the hot, moist recesses
of his throat. His nose was touching my the base of my tummy, nestled in
my soft, young pubic hair.  His tongue crept out and he began to lick my
balls and then gently pull them into his mouth.  I could feel my heart
pounding everywhere, from my cock-head to my fingertips.  Then, just as I
was about to come, Mr. Norton slipped his pinky between my butt cheeks
and began toying with my puckered asshole.  It was more than I could
take.  I groaned, and grabbed his head.  Holding a fistful of hair in
each hand, I pulled his head toward my crouch, grinding his nose into my
pubes and exploded down his gullet.  He didn't miss a beat.  Sucking even
harder, he drained my boy-cock of every bit of sperm, then slowly pulled
away.  Seeing my dick covered in saliva and a grown man on his knees
before me, his eyes worshiping my penis made me want to do it all again.
I grabbed my still hard penis in one hand and ran it over his lips.  He
pouted them out a little for me, and then began to plant little kisses on
my cock-head.  My cock twitched again, and some leftover come coated his
lips.

   "Wow!"  My dad's voice broke the silence and I came back to reality.
"Looks like you could go again, but I'm sorry, son.  Norton took my dare,
so it's his turn, right?"

   I nodded, still in a daze.  Norton looking up at me, my  come still on
his lips. "It's your turn, Mr. President," he said with a smile.  "Truth
or Dare?"

   "Dare."  I didn't hesitate.  Hormones raged through my body, and I was
ready for more.

   "Good, I was hoping you'd say that.  I dare you to show your Daddy
what a good little cock sucker you are.  I want you to go over there and
suck and lick his big penis until he covers your face in come."  I almost
had another orgasm just hearing the filthy words.  I looked over at Dad
and grinned.  He smiled back.  His beautiful cock was rock hard from
watching Norton suck me off.  I slid off my chair and he laid back,
spreading his legs.  He propped his head up with a couple of pillows
and  said," I want to watch you suck on my big penis, Bri.  I've seen you
looking at it.  Come here and play with your dad's penis."

   I knelt between my dad's knees and slowly stroked his hairy thighs,
going higher and higher.  I took his throbbing meat in my small hand and
said," Oh, daddy!  Your penis is so big! I love it- I can't wait until
mine is that big!"  I was hamming it up a little, but what the hell, I
knew how sexy a "dirty little cock sucker" could be.  Dad grunted as I
played with his cock.  I lowered my head and began to lick and suck his
shaft, kissing my way up to his red, mushroom cockhead.  Using the same
trick that worked on Mr. Norton a few days ago, I concentrated on Dad's
pee hole, swabbing it with my hot, little tongue while I jerked him off.
I reached one hand under his butt, and began pushing my middle finger
into his pulsating asshole.   Dad gasped, and I felt his cock tense.
I crammed his cockhead into my mouth and began to suck on it as hard as I
could.  It was more than he could take, having his little boy's lips
wrapped around his penis and a finger massaging his sphincter.  He let
out a guttural sound of pleasure and for the first time, began to come
in my mouth.  I kept sucking, and he kept coming.  Sperm leaked out the
corners of my mouth and dripped down my chin.  He spasmed one last time
and let out a deep breath.  He looked down at my come covered face and
took me in his arms.  I looked into his eyes, full of love for me, and he
kissed me gently, licking his own come off his lips as he pulled his head
away.  I heard a familiar, rhythmic sound behind me and turned my head to
look.
    Mr. Norton had his rock hard cock in his hand and was jerking it
forcefully. I whispered in Dad's ear, and he nodded. The game of Truth or
Dare was forgotten.  I wanted to see Dad sucking off another man.  He
moved over to Norton, and lowered his head to that penis, so thick that I
couldn't even fit my hand around it.  He began kissing and licking the
head, his knees on the floor and his butt waving in front of me.  I took
my boy cock in hand and began to jerk off, licking Dad's sperm from my
lips.  Dad turned his head and said," Son, I want you to put your penis
in me." He smiled and wiggled his butt.  His puckered asshole was
pulsating with excitement.  I grinned, and he went back to servicing
Norton's penis.
       I stood behind Dad, not really knowing how I should put it in
him.  I ran my cock head down his butt-crack and stopped against his hot,
puckered man-hole.  Dad solved the problem for me.  He reached around and
grasped my hard rod, guiding it about an inch into his hole.  He groaned
in pleasure.  I got the hint, and drove it in a couple more inches.  It
was tight and hot and slick.  I leaned my weight in and my crotch was
resting on Dad's ass.  He reached back again and cupped my ballsack and
his ballsack at the same time, rubbing them together.  I let my dick rest
as far inside of Dad's tight ass as I could, loving the throbbing
sensations of pleasure.  Leaning my head, I watched as Dad licked and
sucked that big cock.  Soon, Mr. Norton began bucking and jerking, and
Dad clenched his ass at the same time, increasing the pressure on my
cock.  I began grinding into him just as Mr. Norton let out a loud grunt
and began to come. I knew from experience how much sperm he could hold in
that oversized ballsack, and he didn't disappoint.  My dad's face was
coated in white goo as Norton spurted again and again and again.  It was
more than I could bear, and I emptied my load into Dad's ass. I can't
tell you how erotic it was, seeing my dad covered in another man's come
while I exploded in his hot, tight sphincter.
     We fell into a pile on the floor, with Norton on the bottom.
Enjoying the afterglow, I took my finger and ran over the sperm left on
Dad's face.  I rubbed some on Norton's hairy nipple and sucked and licked
it off.  We stroked each others soft dicks, and soon the conversation
turned to the rest of our family. Dad and Norton had more to this plan, I
was sure.
    "The girls will be home soon. Think they will like the improvements
we made on the tree house?" he asked, smiling.

    "They will love it.  Jacob will, too.  They might even play Truth or
Dare with us sometime," I said slyly.

    Dad smiled. Mr. Norton smiled. I smiled.  I couldn't wait to show the
girls our new and improved fort and tell them all about the latest news.