Date: Tue, 3 May 2016 23:39:24 +0000 (UTC)
From: gaystoryman@yahoo.com
Subject: Cherry Pickers Chapter 19

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Cherry Pickers Chapter 19

"Son, I have a favor to ask", General Saxton said, a worried look in his
eyes told me that this was going to be a difficult request perhaps for him
and me. "I know that I'm a sperm donor as far as you are concerned, and
I've only recently connected with you and since the I'm the man who popped
your Cherry but good, ummmm, I really don't know how to ask this, and
ummmm, I'm not usually at a loss for words, but...from now on would you
call me Dad?", he looked away afraid to meet my eye, having bared his soul
to me.

"Dad, yea it fits. I can't imagine wanting anyone else to have helped me
become a man, who made sure that my transition into the Brotherhood of
Cherry Pickers would have been so easy", I murmured. Then as I wiggled my
eyebrows said, "And how many men have lost their Cherry by courtesy of
their own Dad, on a replica of their Grandfather's cock? Fucking awesome,
I'd say".

We were alone in the study of my Grandfather's home, on a Stickley settle,
as I reached out and pulled my Dad closer, my hands pulling off his polo
shirt as I allowed the tips of my fingers to trace around his nipples, and
using only the tips of my fingers of both hands, explore his chest, arms,
back and finally his face, feeling the goose bumps as they began to appear,
his breathing becoming more labored as did mine as I'm sure his cock was
becoming uncomfortable in his shorts. Continuing with my fingers lightly
brushing his large nipples and now barely touching the fur on his chest, my
tongue playfully began to kiss his shut eyes, and then playfully but
forcefully began trying to tongue fuck one ear canal and then the
other. Dad's moans told me his was ready for the next step as I heard a
cough.

"Sorry to interrupt guys," my grandfather's voice said in a gravelly
fashion. From the tone of his voice, it was obvious he was as horny as we
were. "I came in to check a few things on the computer and was mesmerized
by the site of my son and grandson bonding in the best way possible. Seeing
this, I'm not afraid to ask this question. You may or may not know, but
I've refrained from any stage appearances since I had the honor of popping
your cherry," he said looking at my father, "and who the hell would want to
see a 70 year naked man, I thought, but we've just had an interesting offer
to help the group. It seems that some of our best donors would like to see
the three of us together on stage. No pressure but what do you guys think?
By the way the foundation would be 10 million richer at a minimum."

"For me it's a no brainer, I love the feel of my Dad, and I didn't know if
you would want me, sexually that is, but if you do Granddad, my only
question is when?" And so the details were worked out for that night, well
not all the details, as my father and grandfather debated on whether to use
the examining table or the marble cock as I left to get prepared and
cleaned up.

The room was filled with men. The spotlights were on the stage, but the
houselights were still up. My Granddad, Dad and I sat in chairs facing the
audience. As the house lights remained up, we could see the audience
arrive. Each man in the audience arrived clad only in a large white fluffy
towel around his waist, which he promptly used to cover the seat of his
chair before sitting down. A sea of naked men faced us, and I noticed quite
a few tug at their equipment. The lights stayed up in the house as I heard
the familiar voice of the emcee welcome the men to the final evening of
this year's Cherry Picking season, only this time the emcee was on stage
wearing a towel around his waist. "AGAIN WELCOME TO ONE OF THE MOST
FANTASTIC SEASONS OF THE CHERRY PICKERS. ALL OF YOU ARE TO BE
CONGRATULATED, I FOR ONE CAN'T WAIT FOR TONIGHTS SPECIAL EVENT, FOR THE
FIRST TIME EVER, THE SAXTON CLAN" he said in that radio voice as his towel
dropped. The emcee was a tall man, 6 foot 5 or so, nicely built, shaved
from head to toe. His torso, and as showed he worked out and his form was
perfect. The surprising thing was his cock was only maybe two inches
hard. It was obvious he was comfortable with what nature had given him, as
she picked up his towel, and took his seat front row center.

My Grandfather, who at age 70, had aged will, still showed the signs that
age cannot hide, but he grinned as he stood up, dropping his towel. God,
what a hunk was all I could think, somewhat heavier than my father, his
hair chest hair was now mostly gray and his pubes had a lot of white, but
his cock identical to my and my father's stood proud.  Grinning, he turned
around grinned, grabbed his cheeks and said, "Now guys I know that many of
you have wanted to see this ass and see it get fucked, it's been a long
time since I've had the pleasure of having my ass on this stage, but
tonight is the night I and my son return for a good fucking." The curtain
arose, and neither my father nor grandfather had apparently won the debate,
as both the exam table and cock were available for use. But lead it to my
Grandfather to settle the issue.  Leading the way my grandfather hopped up
on the exam table, his ass just on the edge of the table, and his legs wide
in the stirrups, which were positioned so his feet were stretched wide, his
hole on display on the monitors. Both my Dad and I began to worship his
body with our tongues, as I savored the scent and taste of this man whose
DNA was in my veins, who had monitored by growing up, loved me from afar,
and created the man who also loved me and made me a man. The foreplay went
on, as at last I was allowed to taste the fuck hole of my grandfather. I
ate his ass savoring the musky taste of his hole, my cock growing harder as
my face was determined to climb into my Grandfather's ass, my taste buds
demanding more of this treat as I devoured him.

At some point I looked up and saw that my father had climbed on the table,
lowering his ass on my Grandfather's face, the cheeks of my father's butt
becoming one with the cheeks of my grandfather's cheeks as he parted the
hairy crack of my father's ass, his tongue savoring the musk emitting from
by Dad's essence, which smelled exactly like the ass I was eating. Knowing
I was tasting the ass that had created my father and that my Grandfather
was loving the taste of my Dad, I was only sorry I could not get my tongue
further up my Grandfather's willing hole.

"Now son", my Grandfather said, as my father pushed himself up from his
squatting position over my Grandfather's face. I realized what great shape
he was in having willed his legs to remain in a squat for that long as my
Grandfather's tongue had once again found its home in my father's ass. Very
quickly, my father turned impaled his love shoot on my Grandfathers
cock. There was no pain in my father's eyes as he quickly ground down on
THE COCK.  I could have watched my father and grandfather make love all
night but was brought back into reality as my Grandfather ordered me to,
"Fill me Frank, Fuck me and Fuck me NOW, RAM IT IN ME."

My cock was more than ready, but I was hesitant to assault my Grandfather's
ass brutally. "Dammit, I said FUCK ME," he roared and my cock taking on a
mind of its own buried itself in my Grandfathers willing hole. My father
continued to do PT calisthenics on my grandfather's cock as his ass raised
and lowered itself, pulling his ass to the tip of my grandfather's cock
then his ass greedily pulling him back in to the hilt. I was standing,
pushing my torso forward and then pulling back, seeing my cock bury itself
in my grandfather and then pull out, over and over. "That's it boys, OH
FUCK, I LOVE IT", my grandfather roared as his cock and ass each found what
they craved.  I have no idea how long we made love, but I was so happy to
find that my cock loved ass as much as my ass loved cock. My Grandfather's
ass began to clamp down on my cock, taking control of the fuck session as I
heard the district signs of his impending orgasm. I saw my grandfather's
cock hunch and began to beat a tattoo in my father's ass, as the vice of my
grandfather sucked the cum from each of our cocks, his coating the willing
hole of my father as I bathed my grandfather's love shoot with blast after
blast of cock cream. We broke apart as my grandfather hunched his ass high
in the air as my father ate my cream from my Grandfathers ass, spreading
his cheeks so I could taste my grandfather's spunk and my father's ass musk
as I devoured and ate all of the sperm I could from my father's well fucked
hole. After we determined there was nothing else to eat, we broke apart and
faced the audience to face a sea of sated faces. It was clear that a lot of
jizz had coated a lot of towels, and from the cum dripping many of the
lips, a lot of it had not gone to waste.

Thanks to the Cherry Pickers, I was a man in every sense of the word, and a
"Family Man" at that.