Date: Thu, 14 Jun 2012 01:09:50 -0700
From: Karl <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: The Family Camping Trip 6

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Legal crap: Please remember this is a story.  It is not about what you
should do next time you go camping and see to pre pubescent boys whispering
near the showers.  Also, please be of legal age for the area in which you
live before you read this.  If you're not, go read something more age
appropriate you little horn dogs.

That being said, I believe we're ready to start.

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The Family Camping Trip 6

Tommy leaned over and said, "Do you think he'd show it to me?"

I gave him a genuine, "I don't know.  He looked kinda freaked out when he
saw us staring at it.  He might get mad or something.  My mom would never
understand all of this if she found out."

Tommy appeared to think about it.  Then he turned to me and said, "I think
a guy that has a dick that big and doesn't wear underwear likes other
people to see it.  I bet he thought only our dads would see it though.  Did
you see how he was kinda thrown when dad said we were going to?"

I hadn't noticed anything but Tommy seemed to be able to see things that no
one else saw.  "I didn't notice anything," I said as I looked forward at
Bill and his friend Jeff.

We finally dropped anchor off on one side of the lake.  My dad, JW, Bill
and Jeff took out fishing poles while Tommy and I jumped in the water.  We
grabbed a float and swam off a little ways from the boat 'cause JW said we
were scaring off the fish.

Tommy and I swam around and occasion, when I didn't think anyone was
watching, let Tommy kiss me on the mouth.  I loved it when he did that but
I felt uncomfortable in front of other people.  He would say 'who cares.  I
like it when we kiss' and he pressed his lips to mine.  As soon as he did,
I didn't care who saw us either.

I was hanging onto the float and Tommy swam under water.  I felt his hand
on the string on my swimsuit.  He was untying it.  He came up for air
behind me.  Then he wrapped his arms around me and hung onto me while we
floated there.  I looked over at the boat and they were all talking and
looking in the other direction.

Tommy slid his hands down the front of me and pulled my swimsuit down far
enough that it was around my knees.  His hands felt so good.  Then I felt
his own nakedness as he pressed his hard dick against my butt.  I pressed
back into him.  He started humping on me.  He had his hand on my hard boy
dick and was stroking me under water.  I was in heaven.  I was matching his
thrusts with my own.  We were starting to pick up speed.  I could feel the
impending orgasm.  Suddenly my body expoded with the wonderful sensations I
was becoming familiar with.  I felt Tommy stiffen his grip around me and
felt him bucking against my backside.  I could hear his breathing in my ear
as we both recovered.  I leaned my head back to kiss him and then I saw
them.  All the guys in the boat were looking right at us.

"Tommy.  Stop," I said as I tried to pull away.

Tommy pulled away and followed my gaze back to the boat.

There, staring wide eyed, were Bill and Jeff.  My dad was looking lustily
at us and Tommy's dad was just grinning at having caught us.

"That's disgusting," I heard Jeff say.  "You boys ought to be ashamed of
yourselves."

At which point Tommy's dad said, "Fuck you!"

I'd never heard JW talk like that.  I'd never imagined he would ever talk
like that.  He was really angry.

"Well, did you see them," Jeff started again, but JW cut him off.

"Look you redneck son of a bitch.  If I were you I'd shut my mouth right
now if you want to make it back to shore."

"C'mon boys.  We're heading back," JW yelled.

Tommy and I swam back to the boat.  My dad helped me in and Bill grabbed
Tommy's hand and pulled him up in one big pull.  You could see on Jeff's
face that he was shocked that Bill would even touch Tommy.  Jeff started to
say something to Bill and Bill looked at him and said, in his southern
accent, "Just the hell up you stupid old fuck.  You may be my father-in-law
but I'll still knock you on your ass."

With that Jeff sat down and glared at Tommy and me.

When we got back to the dock Jeff was the first one off the boat.  Bill
turned to the four of us and said, "I'm real sorry about that.  He's just
an old fool.  You boys were just bein' boys.  We've all been there."  Then
he looked down at us and said with a smile, "I had a friend just like the
two of you are when I was your age.  He was a hoot and a holler.  You boys
have fun."  He winked and started up the path after Jeff.

I looked up at my dad who had been silent.  "Sorry dad," I started, but he
cut me off.

"For what?  Fuck him.  You boys have something special.  Don't ever let
anyone tell you it's wrong."  Then he looked over at JW and gave a sly
smile, "I liked what I saw."  Then he exhaled like he was finally relieved
to be unloading a burden.

"You mean that was really you last night watching Tommy and me," I said
softly.

Then my dad did something that surprised me.  He grabbed me by the shoulder
and pulled me into him.  He kissed me on the top of the head and said,
"That was me...and I'd love to see it again."

My face flew up to look at him but he was looking at Tommy.  I looked over
at Tommy who's eyes dropped from my father and looked at me.  "That'd be
awesome," Tommy cooed.

"I'd like that too," I said in almost a whipser.  I felt my dad exhale and
pull me in tighter.

"I'm glad they're gone," said JW reaching into his shirt pocket where he
pulled out a joint.  He took it out and lit it as though he were lighting a
cigarette.  He inhaled deeply and handed it off to my dad.  My dad was
about to say 'no' but JW just pushed it at him again.

"What," JW said sucking in air, "you think they don't know what we're
doing?"

I looked up at JW who had a big grin on his face and then at my dad who
looked like he was asking me permission.

"Duh," said Tommy.  I looked up at my dad and said, "I don't think it's a
bad thing...and I won't tell mom."

My dad smiled at me and took the joint from JW.  He inhaled deeply and
handed it back to JW who rubbed it out on the bottom of his flip flop.  He
saw me watching him stub out the joint.  He looked at me and said, "I just
like a little buzz."  I heard my dad exhale and watched a little cloud of
smoke emit from his mouth.

JW looked over at my dad and with an evil grin said, "Amanda's not
expecting us back until noon.  My tent's pretty big."

I watched a thousand emotions pour over my dads face.  He said in a very
shaky voice, "Fuck...  Um... Yeah, let's go back to your tent."

As we were heading back up the path my knees felt like jelly.  I was light
headed and was vaugely aware that I would be having sex in front of my dad.
Maybe even get to see him hard and jerking off.  I was excited and nervous.

"What the hell happened?"  It was my mother.

My dad and I froze.  Even JW, who was always cool, sort of stopped and
seemed a little thrown.

"What?", I heard my dad say.

"Jeff came back to the camp screaming at me that I had a pervert son and
that his father was no better for letting him do it", she said.  She was
angry and upset.  She was obviously about to cry.

"That son of a bitch said that!", my father bellowed.  It was so loud that
it scared me.  My mom stopped in her tracks.  I think if he'd slapped her
she wouldn't have been more shocked.

"If that son of a bitch thinks he can get away with that he is sorely
mistaken," he said as he pushed past my mother practically knocking her
over.

I'd never seen my father be anything but gentle with my mother.  He'd never
struck her or, as far as I knew, laid a hand on her.

My mother's face was sheer terror.  "Jack.  Stop!", she called after him
but he was already halfway up the path.  She turned back and looked at JW.
"You have to stop him," she said panicked.  "I haven't seen him like this
in years.  He put a man in the hospital last time I saw him like this," she
was practically crying.

JW, seeing her face and hearing her words, ran up the path after my dad.  I
saw him grab my father.  My dad pushed him away and continued walking.  JW
finally stepped in front of my dad, grabbed his shoulders and held him in
place.  He said a few words and my dad's push relaxed.  They talked for a
little while and my dad looked back at us.

Tommy looked terrified.  For once I didn't care what anyone thought.  I
walked over to him and hugged him tight.  The minute I started the hug he
burst into tears.  I wanted to hurt Jeff.

My mother, who'd been nervously watching my dad and JW talking, looked back
at us.  She stood there for a minute.  Then she walked over to us and
wrapped her arms around the both of us.

"Shh.  Shh.  It's okay," she said as she leaned into Tommy.  "There are
some people that are just idiots," she continued in her soothing tone.
"Why don't we head back to the tent.  I left the girls there.  I don't want
them there by themselves and I certainly don't want you two alone.  Not
like this," she said pulling the two of us along.

Tommy's tears turned into sniffles as we all walked up the path.  JW,
seeing Tommy crying, came running down the path toward us.  He scooped
Tommy up as if he were a toddler and Tommy wrapped his arms and legs around
his dad.  Tommy started a fresh stream of tears and JW took his head and
patted it gently against his chest.  He walked off in the direction of
their campsite.

My dad came over and took me by the shoulders.  He gave my mom a look and
said in a cold, steely voice, "This is between Stevie and me.  We are not
going to talk about this.  It is not up for discussion."

My mom reached over me and held onto my father.  I was sandwiched between
them as we walked up the path.  My father said, "I mean it.  I..."

"I know you do dear.  Let's just get back to the tent right now.  The girls
are there alone," she said with the soothing voice that only mothers can
make.

We walked up the path in silence.  I'd never felt anything like it before.
My dad had protected me from that horrible man.  He was prepared to use
violence against him.  I'd never felt safer in my life.

We got back to the camp and without a word I climbed into my tent.  My mom
asked through the vent, "Do you want anyting to eat or drink?"  And even
though this was probably not the right time, I thought, "What would you say
if you knew that the stain on the vent was dad's cum?"

"No thanks," I said.

I laid there and thought of the look on that awful man's face.  I thought
about Tommy crying.  I was angry and sad.  As I lay there thinking about
what to do next I heard a voice from just outside the tent.

"Can I come in?"

It was Tommy.  I leapt up and quickly unzipped the door.  I was so happy to
see Tommy.  He crawled in and we laid down.  I spooned Tommy with my crotch
resting against his butt.  After about 30 minutes he said, "You know my dad
said that if I wanted he would go and punch that guy out."

I thought about it a second and said, "My dad was gonna do that, ya know."

"My dad said your dad looked like he was gonna kill him.  He said he was
actually a little afraid of your dad at that moment," Tommy said in a soft
voice.

My dad.  The guy who went to work every day.  The guy I seldom saw at home.
The man who never got drunk or smoked pot.  That was my dad.  The man who
smoked pot, watched me get fucked and was willing to kill a man because
that man had hurt me.  I loved the man my dad was here.  And as much as I
felt a twinge of guilt, I wanted to have sex with that man.

My mom was outside the tent again.  "You boys hungry?  I'm making dinner."

Dinner?  Was it that late already?  I realized I was hungry.  "Are you
hungry?", I asked Tommy.

"Yeah.  I guess," he said half heartedly.

"We're hungry," I said, getting up to get out of the tent.

"Why don't you go get your father.  Tell him I've made enough for
everyone," my mom said in her cheeriest voice.

"C'mon.  I'll go with you," I said and we walked down toward his campsite.

As we were walking we saw Bill.  Tommy and I both froze and glared at him.
He put his hands up showing he meant no harm.

"I'm sorry about what happened.  Really.  Jeff is an asshole.  Betty is his
daughter and my wife.  Personally I hate him but he's part of the package,"
he said with a sigh.  "You boys don't gotta be ashamed of anythin'.  You
were just bein' boys," he said looking at the two of us.  "In fact, you got
me a little excited," he said jiggling the hand in his pocket.  When he did
that he pulled the shorts tight against his inner thigh outlining his
enormous dick.

Tommy and I both stared at it.

"You boys ever seen one this big?", he said with an evil grin and a slow
southern drawl.

I felt my belly do flip flops.  Tommy looked at him and said, "No.  I'd
like to though."

As we were standing in awe looking at the bulge, we saw JW was quickly
heading toward us.

"You just leave the boys alone," he said stepping close and in full attack
mode.

Bill stepped back and said, "Peace!  I told that old fuck to go to hell.
He, my mother-in-law and my wife are trying to figure out if we should go
home or not."  He looked back at us and said, "Hell.  I didn't want her
folks here anyway.  I didn't want to spend my vacation with a couple of
bible thumpers.  He's still pissed 'cause 'she went an' married herself a
jew boy'", he said in a sarcastic tone.

JW relaxed a little.  "Okay.  I don't want to judge you based on him," he
said in a much friendlier tone.

"Well, I figured I'd find th' boys and say I'm sorry for Jeff," he said
smiling.  He still had his hand in his pocket and was still tugging at the
material, making an obscene bulge in his shorts.  JW looked at us like he
was going to say something and then followed Tommy's gaze.  JW's eyes
bulged a little and then turned into the happy, shining eyes I'd come to
know.

"Well, the boys seem to think you're okay.  Tell you what, if you decide to
stay, maybe you could come down to our site tonight and have a couple of
beers with us," he said with a slight smile.

"That's real neighborly of ya'.  Whether or not those old fucks stay or not
I'll drop by for a beer or somethin'," he said giving Tommy a grin.  He
tipped an imaginary hat and walked back down the path.

"My mom wants to know if you wanna have dinner with us," I said breaking
the spell.

"I'd love to," said JW returning to the present.  "I was just gonna run
over to the store before they close.  I wanted to see if your mom wanted
anything."

We all trooped back to the campsite where my dad was sitting looking at the
fire he'd just built.  He stood and smiled when he saw JW walking up.

"Hey, thanks," he said to JW.  "I could have really messed things up this
afternoon.  Thanks for stopping me."

"That's what friends are for," JW said with outstretched arms.

Dad looked a little uncomfortable.  Mom was watching the whole thing
smiling.  JW stepped forward and said, "C'mere you," and gave my dad a big
bear hug.  My mom laughed as she watched my dad trying to pull away from
what was now, a contest.  Finally my dad managed to get away and was
laughing.

"No fair, you're bigger than me," he said laughing.  He sounded like he was
a kid.

"Amanda," JW said catching his breath, "I'm heading over to the store.  You
want anything?"  My sisters looked up and said, "Can you get us some
candy."

My mother looked down at them and said, "He is not going to get you candy."
They both turned and pouted.

"I could use some more bread," she said after she thought a second.

"No prob.  Bread," JW said and then looked at my dad and said, "C'mon.  You
go with me."

My dad looked at JW.  Then he looked at my mom, who gave him a look like
'you two need to discuss this'.

"Tommy, you stay here with Stevie and help Mrs. Patterson," he said looking
over at Tommy.

Well, I guess that means we're not going, I thought.  I looked over at
Tommy who looked like he'd come to the same conclusion.

My sisters, Tommy and I played some lame game that my mom had brought
along.  We were letting my sisters win and they were laughing at Tommy
because he kept saying how good they were and that they must be cheating.
We all were having fun as my dad and JW came back.

"Here's your bread Amanda," JW said as he handed my mom the bread out of
the bag.  "And here's your candy young ladies," he said and pulled out two
Hershey bars.  "Yay!", my sisters yelled and grabbed the candy bars.

"Alright girls.  You can have them for dessert...and what do you say to
Mr. Westinghouse?", she reminded the girls.

"Thank you Mr. Westinghouse," they chorused together.

My mother looked at JW, laughed and said, "You're too much."

"And something for the best wife in the world," my father said as he pulled
out small box of chocolates.

My mom looked at him and kissed him on the cheek.  "And you're the best
husband."

We sat and ate and laughed as JW told stories about his childhood and my
mother told hers.  My mom still had the rest of the bottle of wine from the
night before and had planned on serving it for her, JW and my dad but my
dad and JW declined.  My mom proceeded to drink two glasses again.  My dad,
Tommy and I just listened as she talked about being Miss Roseland or
something like that. It was like the morning never happened.

My mom put the girls to bed and then came back out.

"Well, you boys.  Don't stay up too late.  I'm pooped.  I'll see you in the
morning," she stretched and went back into the tent.

"Honey, we're gonna head down to JW's.  We don't want to keep you three
up," my dad said through the tent.

"What," my mom sounded like she had layed down already.  "Oh, okay (another
yawn), don't stay out too late."

JW and my dad looked over at us.  "C'mon boys.  Let's have some fun," JW
said picking up the bag he'd brought back from the store.  Tommy and I
looked at the bag and then each other.

Again, my stomach started doing flip flops.  I was gonna see my dad naked.
Maybe even have sex with him.  Tommy was walking next to me and kissed me
on the neck.  It felt so good.

When we got back to the campsite JW built a fire.  We all sat down around
it.

"Alright," my dad said, his voice shaking a little, "if you boys don't
wanna do this, it's okay.  I don't ever want you to do anything you don't
want to."

JW pulled a bottle of something out of the bag.  It was whiskey.  He poured
a little in a cup and handed it to my dad.  My dad put the cup to his lips
and swallowed it down fast.

"I'm not sure I want to do this," he said after the big gulp had settled.
He looked over at me and said, "I love your mother very much.  This is not
about her and me, you understand that, right?"  He looked like he was
waiting for a response so I just said, "I know."

Someone stepped out of the dark and into the light of the campfire.  We all
just about jumped out of our seats.

"Sorry about that," said Bill as he stepped forward.

My dad started to get up like he was gonna punch Bill but JW pulled him
down and said, "It's okay JP.  Bill's here because he didn't mind watching
what our boys did this afternoon.  He said he'd like to see it again."

My dad looked like he was about to bail when Tommy said, "Plus, I wanna see
Bill's big weiner."

Dad looked at Tommy and then at Bill, who said with a great big smile and a
shrug, "It's pretty big."

JW laughed out loud and said, "Pretty big, huh.  Now you've piqued 'my'
interest."

Bill squatted down like he was just gonna sit.  He let his huge piece of
meat fall out of his shorts.

"Jesus Christ," my dad said under his breath.

JW let out a soft whistle.

Tommy and I just stared.

"Plus it gets nice n' thick," he said as he let it swing there like a
pendulum hypnotizing us all.

"Why don't you sit down and have a drink with us," JW said still staring
between Bill's legs.

We all watched as Bill stood up, rearranged his package and sat back down
on the log opposite us.  He showed no sign of that huge dick when he put it
away.

"That's a pretty impressive trick," my dad said as he noticed that there
was not sign of Bills enormous gift.

"Ah.  Just a roll of the ol' genetic dice," Bill said nonchalantly.
"'sides.  You know what they say, 'everything's bigger in Texas'."

My dad, suddenly remembering where he'd left off, started to say something
again about 'if we didn't want to we didn't have to', but by that time I'd
made up my mind.

"Here," JW said, handing me a cup.  I sniffed it.  It was whiskey.  I
looked over at him.  "Just take a couple of sips.  You'll wanna be nice and
relaxed."

'Nice and relaxed'.  What did that mean?  I wasn't quite sure.  Then he
handed the cup to Tommy who looked a little confused too but took a couple
of sips.  We sat for a couple of minutes and started to feel a small effect
of the whiskey.

"Now, c'mere," he said as he grabbed the bag again.  "I want you to go the
bathroom and use these.  They'll help clean you out."

We looked in the bag and there was a funny bottle with a weird connector
too it.  Tommy and I both felt a little confused.

"You fill the bottle with water and then use this," he pulled out a small
container of Vaseline.  "You put the Vaseline on the tip and that will make
it slide in easier."

Slide in?  What the heck was he talking about.  Then it struck Tommy and I
at the same time.

"We gotta put this up our butts?", Tommy whispered to his dad.

I looked over at my dad who was looking at the three of us.  He looked up
nervously and gave a weak little smile.

"Yeah.  Put some water up there and then poop it out.  It'll make things
easier.  Plus there's something that I'd like to do and I appreciate it if
you were a little cleaner back there," he said with an evil, lustful smile.

We took the bag and headed toward the bathroom.  I looked back and watched
JW and Bill laughing and looking between Bill's legs.  My dad was looking
nervously at us heading toward the bathroom.

When we got to the bathroom we did as we were instructed.  I made Tommy go
in a different stall.  Even though he'd stuck his dick in me the night
before I wasn't sure I wanted him to see me doing this.  I took the bottle
of water and greased up the weird piece of plastic and inserted it up my
butt.  I squeezed and the water went up my butt.  There was some pressure
but it didn't really feel like much.  I thought it was kinda weird that
they wanted us to do this.  I didn't have to go to the bathroom so I wasn't
sure what I thought this would do.

I yelled over to Tommy, "Do you feel anything?"

Tommy said back, "Not really, I thought...  Oh hold on.  I gotta poop."

I heard the splash of water and at about the same time felt my own bowels
ready to explode.  I sat down and all the water came rushing back out.
After it finished coming out I looked into the toilet.  There was some poop
in there.  I didn't think I had to poop, but there it was.

"Well, now I'm nice and clean," Tommy laughed.

"Me too," I agreed.

We headed back to the campsite but there was no one there.  Tommy and I
looked at each other.  Then we heard JW say, "Psst.  C'mon in."

His head was sticking out of the flap.  We hurried over to the tent and
stepped inside.  There standing in a circle were JW, my dad and Bill.  They
were each pulling on each others dick.  Then I watched in stunned silence
as my father dropped to his knees and took JW's cock into his mouth while
continuing to stroke on what must have been the 12" dick of Bill.  Tommy
and I just stood watching the scene in front of us.  I was frozen in time.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and realized that Tommy was
shedding his clothing.  He moved like he was in a trance.  He slowly walked
over to the circle and grabbed Bill's dick.  He started licking it.

Bill looked down and sighed, "Mmmmm.  Sweet baby mouth."

I quickly chucked off my clothes and approached the circle.  I wasn't sure
where to head when I felt my dad's hands between my legs.  He pulled me
forward and swallowed me up.  His mouth felt wonderful.  His tongue was
lapping at my balls while he swallowed my entire dick.  I grabbed his head
and watched as his mouth went back and forth on my dick.  I wasn't sure if
it was the whiskey or the idea of my dad between my legs but I was feeling
a little dizzy.  The tent was filling with an intoxicating smell.  It was
the mixture of our sweat and odors from the day.  I had to sit down.

"Daddy, I need to sit down," I said and thought, I haven't called him daddy
in years.

He took his mouth off my dick and gently eased me down.  I saw above me
both Tommy and JW working on Bills dick.  Both of their tongues
occasionally meeting on the tip.  It made me even more excited.  Then my
dad's face was over mine.

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he said as he leaned down
and put his mouth over mine.  My head was in overload with all of the new
feelings going on inside me.

"I love you daddy," I said as he leaned into me.

He took the bag we'd had in the bathroom and reached in fishing for
something.  I watched as he pulled out the Vaseline.  He spread some on his
finger and pushed it against my butt.  His finger slid in easily.

"Mmmm, my baby boy is so tight," he said as he began sliding his finger in
and out.  He continued kissing me and I saw out of the corner of my eye his
hand stroking his big dick.  I was mesmerized by his fist sliding over the
big head.  Then I felt more pressure.  What was he doing back there.  I
realized he had put a second finger inside me.

"You are so damn tight," he said panting heavily.

I saw over his shoulder that Bill was now bent over and JW was fucking him
wildly.  Tommy was sitting on a camping chair while Bill sucked at his
little boy dick.  Tommy was holding his head and face fucking him hard.

Dad was now easily moving the two fingers in and out of my butt.  He
reached over and grabbed more Vaseline.  He put it on his fingers and
reinserted them.  They slid in easily.

He leaned down so that his mouth was right next to my ear.  "Do you want
daddy to fuck you?", he said in a pleading tone.

"Yes daddy," I whispered in his ear.

He lifted me up and scooted himself under me.  My back arched as I felt him
slide his legs under my body.  He pushed my knees up and positioned himself
above me.  I felt the pressure of his dick against my hole.  He was holding
his breath.  I was scared.  He was so much bigger than Tommy.  Tommy had
hurt a lot at first.  He leaned down again and said, "Tell me if it hurts
you and I'll stop."  Then I felt the head of his dick slip in.

It didn't hurt!  It just felt like the pressure I'd felt when JW put his
finger up in me.

Dad exhaled through gritted teeth.  "Oh baby.  Daddy loves you so much," he
said, and I felt him put a little more in.  He stopped and asked, "Are you
okay?"

I looked up at him.  He was begging me to say 'yes'.  I nodded and said,
"You can put it in more if you want."  He smiled and I felt more go in.  I
felt the pressure move inside me.  He had his eyes closed.  He was slowly
working about a quarter of his dick in and out of me.

I wrapped my legs around him a little bit.  Then I decided I had to have it
all.  I pulled myself onto him.  His eyes flew open and I felt him hit 'the
spot'.  I felt his pubic hair rubbing against my smooth butt.  He stopped
moving.  Neither one of us moved for a few seconds.  Then I saw a look on
his face I'd never seen before.  He looked like an wild animal.  He pulled
out of me and then rammed himself back in.  It hurt a little bit but I just
clamped down on him.  He did it again a couple of times.  It started to
feel kinda good.  I could feel the sweat from him as it dripped down on me.
It was acting as a lubricant as well.  I wanted him deeper in me.  It
actually felt incredible.  He was kissing and biting my neck.  I felt more
sexual pleasure than I knew was possible.

"You feel so fucking good.  That tight little ass squirming around on his
daddy's big cock," he growled at me.

"Yes daddy.  Please fuck me harder," I was growling back.

Everytime he thrust into me he hit the spot that made my insides shiver.  I
wanted to feel this way all the time.  I was starting to feel myself
getting ready to cum.

I looked over and saw Tommy, JW and Bill watching us.  They were all
stroking their cocks.  They were keeping rhythym to my dads thrusts.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum," I yelled.

"Shoot for daddy.  Daddy's gonna shoot his cum right up his baby's ass.  Do
you want daddy's cum up your ass baby?", he asked picking up speed.

"Please daddy.  Shoot your cum in me," I begged.

He started really pounding my ass.  "Okay baby.  Here it comes."  He gave
it one final thrust and I felt it.  I acutally felt the sperm shooting into
me.  That's all it took.  I could see stars and felt my body tensing up.
The convulsions started at my toes.

My dad fell onto me.  We both laid there breathing heavily.  He slowly
pulled himself out of me and I relaxed my legs.  My head rolled to the
side.  JW, Bill and Tommy were all sitting on the air mattress looking over
at us.  Each one of them had strings of cum on their bellies.

Dad's sweaty body lifted off of me.  He looked down on me.  I watched as
his head as he went down to my belly and he licked my stream of boy cum off
my belly.  I looked down as he looked up and our eyes met.

"Sweet baby boy cum," he said smiling.

I felt incredible.  I was so relaxed.  I felt like going to sleep...and
that's exactly what I did.  I drifted off to sleep.

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