Date: Thu, 2 May 2013 13:10:52 -0500
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tip's New Life - 7

                       Tip's New Life
                        By Jim Vance
                 Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance
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                            Seven
   I had lunch made. I opened the back door and looked
around. I yelled. Then I saw a bell by the door. I started
ringing it. I heard shouts, so I guessed they heard it. A
minute later, the three of them came around from the side of
the house.
   "Lunch is ready."
   "I'm hungry!" Leroy said.
   "Me, too," Dad and Joe both said at the same time. They
laughed.
   They washed their hands at the kitchen sink. Then they
sat at the table. I made two sandwiches for each of them.
   "The bread looks funny," Joe said.
   "It's French bread. Didn't you see me get it at the
store?"
   "I didn't notice."
   "There's two kinds of cheese on it," I told them.
   "Are there two kinds of cheese?" Leroy asked.
   I laughed.
   "You forgot about parmesan," Joe told his brother.
   "Oh, yeah."
   "The sandwiches have swiss and cheddar."
   Dad picked up his sandwich and took a bite. He grinned
at me while he chewed. I took a bite of mine. I thought it
tasted good. I found the recipe in my cookbook.
   I was sitting next to Leroy and he put his arm around
me. I grinned at him.
   "Love you," he said, with his mouth full.
   "These are really good, baby," Joe said.
   "I'm glad you like them."
   "Rob thinks he can get our old tractor working again,"
Joe said.
   "That's great!"
   "Next year we are goin' to plant wheat, too."
   I had no idea about crops. One was as good as another,
as far as I was concerned. I guessed since I lived on a
farm, I ought to learn more about it.
   "Which one will make us rich?" I asked.
   Joe and Leroy laughed.
   "Yeah," Dad said. "Let's plant a lot of that one!"
   We laughed.
   They finished eating and went back outside. I washed the
dishes and looked through some of Joe and Leroy's mother's
cookbooks.
   That night, after a very popular meal of pot roast, Dad
was getting a shower.
   "Your Dad is going to be a great help on the farm,
baby," Leroy said.
   Joe nodded.
   "I'm glad. And relieved. I was afraid it wouldn't work
out."
   Leroy was sitting on one side of me and Joe on the
other. I rubbed Leroy's crotch. He leaned back on the sofa
and sighed. I reached over and rubbed Joe with my other
hand.
   "Oh, god! It's great to be wanted!" Leroy said.
   "It is. We don't ever have to worry whether our
sweetheart wants us."
   "I always do."
   "How's your butt, darlin'?"
   "It still hurts Joe. I'm sorry about that."
   "What are you apologizing for?" Leroy asked. "You didn't
do it."
   "Well, I feel responsible because I wanted Dad to fuck
me."
   "Well, stop!" Joe said. "Tip, baby. You are so perfect.
You love us and you want us and you take care of us. Dinner
was the best I ever had, I think."
   "We love you, baby. All three of us."
   "Thanks, Leroy. You two make me very happy."
   "What about your pa?"
   "I'm still dealing with what he did. He ran me out of my
home."
   Joe sighed.
   "I love him. I love him very much, but you have never
hurt me."
   "And we won't."
   "We drew straws to choose who gets to wash you tonight."
   I smiled at Joe. "Really? Who won?"
   "I did."
   I grinned at Joe.
   "I'm not sure he didn't cheat. He loves you enough to do
that," Leroy said.
   "I did not cheat. Naturally, the best man won, Leroy."
   "Yeah, right."
   "Joe, you can't be the best man," I said to him.
   "See? What did I say?" Leroy said.
   "Why not, sweetheart?"
   "Because you and Leroy are the grooms."
   Joe looked confused for a minute. Then both of them
laughed.
   "He's got a point, bro."
   "He does."
   Joe whispered in my ear, "Is your pa a groom or a best
man?"
   "I haven't decided."
   Joe nodded. Then he began kissing my neck. Leroy started
rubbing my crotch.
   Dad walked into the room naked. His dick was soft, but I
watched it become erect. It was a beautiful sight.
   "Damn! You started without me."
   "We are going to spend the next few hours having sex."
   I laughed at the expression on Dad's face.
   "I don't know if I can come again."
   "Say that after your son's soft lips are wrapped around
your cock," Joe said.
   Dad and I both moaned.
   Joe and Leroy stood up and undressed.
   "Dad, can I sit on your lap?"
   "Oh, I would love that Tip! Just like the old days."
   I grinned. "But better! You're naked!"
   Dad laughed. Dad sat in a chair and I got undressed.
Then I climbed onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around me.
I rested my head on his shoulder.
   "If I wasn't such an idiot, we would have been doing
this every night, and there wouldn't have been liquor or
Ellen."
   "That's very true, Dad."
   "It just seemed impossible that you would want me-for
sex. I always assumed if I was ever to have sex with you, I
would have to rape you. I could never do that."
   I lifted my head up. "So you beat me up because that was
so much better than raping me?" I was starting to get mad.
   Dad started crying again.
   I forced myself to remember him before the liquor. I
told myself again that it was the liquor.
   "Stop crying! How did you suffer?"
   "What?"
   "I was the one who was hurt, and you are crying."
   Dad looked at me.
   "I know very well I hurt you. I tried to kill myself,
Tip. I was suffering."
   "What?"
   "Did you think I was happy?"
   "Well, no."
   "I took a bottle of sleeping pills and washed them down
with a bottle of whiskey."
   I was glad it didn't work. I guess he really did feel
worse than me. I never thought about killing myself.
   "I found out you have to use prescription sleeping pills
for it to kill you."
   "Oh. I'm glad you didn't have them. Really, Dad. We
wouldn't have had so much sex if you did. You know, three of
four times a day for the rest of your life."
   I reached under me for his cock. It got stiff quickly.
   "This has got to be a dream!" he told me.
   "That's how we feel about it, Rob," Leroy said.
   "Is it? We are all so lucky!"
   "Amen to that!" Joe said. "Our Tip baby really is a
dream come true."
   Dad nodded.
   "Will you feed me, Daddy?" I whispered in his ear.
   Dad groaned. "You want my sperm, son?"
   "I do, Dad."
   I climbed down off his lap and knelt on the floor
between his legs. I admired his big dick.
   Joe and Leroy walked over to watch.
   "Suck that big thing, sweetheart," Joe said to me. "We
know you want it. Your Dad wants you to have it."
   I swallowed the head and Dad groaned. I sucked on the
head and a couple of inches of it. I stroked the rest.
   "Feed your son," Leroy said. "He loves the stuff."
   "I know! I am so glad!"
   "We all are, Rob."
   A couple of minutes later, Dad let out a long breath as
his cock started shooting.
   "Oh, baby!" he murmured.
   He gave me plenty of the stuff. I gulped his warm spunk
and wondered what it would have been like--our life--after
Mom died, if I had just taken her place in Dad's bed. We
would have been happy together. We loved and wanted each
other. But this was better. I had three men who loved me. I
thought Joe and Leroy had more sense than Dad, so maybe we
were both better off--Dad and me.
   I squeezed the last drops out of Dad's cock and stood. I
was tired. I yawned.
   "Time for bed," Joe said. "Rob, Tiny is going to sleep
with us tonight." Joe looked at me.
   "Oh. OK."
   "We will decide tomorrow what the sleeping schedule will
be."
   "So maybe some night he will sleep with me?"
   "Yeah, that's what I'm thinking. I thought every two
days, maybe, he would sleep with you. One night with me,
next night with Leroy, the next night with you, and then
just repeat it."
   Dad nodded. He seemed satisfied.
   "I like that schedule. Is it OK with you, Leroy?"
   "Yeah. It seems fair. When it's my night, you'll sleep
in my arms, when it's Rob's night, you'll sleep in his."
   "That sounds fair to me, too," Dad said.
   "Then that is what we will do," Joe said. "And when Tip
is with Rob, I will let you hold me in your arms, Leroy."
   "Does that mean I can fuck you?"
   "It does not! But you can buy me flowers!"
   Dad and I laughed.
   I brushed my teeth and got in Joe and Leroy's bed. Our
bed, I mean.
   They both brushed theirs at the same time, and when they
walked naked up to the bed, I wolf-whistled.
   They both laughed.
   "I think he still likes us, Joe."
   "You may be right, unless he got his whistles mixed up."
   I laughed. "No. That was the whistle I meant!
   "Let me go say goodnight to Dad."
   I got out of bed and walked to Dad's room. He was naked
on his bed, stroking his cock.
   "I can see I need to work that thing harder tomorrow!" I
said to him.
   He laughed. I got up on his bed and kissed him. He
didn't want it to end, but I pulled away. I just wanted to
say good night.
   "Good night, Dad."
   "Good night, Tip. Thank you for letting me back in your
life. I love you so much."
   "I love you, too. I used to love you more than I do."
   Dad sighed. He seemed so sad, but he was the one who
made me love him less. He used his fists to do it.
   "Maybe soon I will love you that much, again."
   He smiled and nodded.
   I went back to our room and climbed into bed. Joe pulled
me to him. Leroy faced me and kissed me good night.
   "Joe told me your dad is husband number three."
   I nodded.
   "I am so glad. I was afraid you would forget about me."
   "How on Earth could I forget someone so sexy and
wonderful?"
   He grinned at me. "You are right. Everyone knows I'm the
sexiest."
   "They lie when they say that," Joe said.
   I laughed.
   "Ignore the handsome fellow behind me," I said to Leroy.
   Joe reached down and rubbed his cock over my hole. I
closed my eyes. It hurt.
   "I think Tip is in pain."
   "Oh, god! Tip! I'm sorry!"
   "It's all right, Joe. It my dad's fault I'm sore."
   "Let's go to sleep. Tip has had a busy day. He made pot
roast, just like on Christmas!" Joe said.
   "I think we should have pot roast once a week," I said.
   "Yee-haw!"

                           The End