Date: Sun, 17 May 2015 19:54:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys Will Be Boys Part One M/b Incest

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This is a continuation of the story: Jacob's Playhouse; also featured here
on Nifty http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/jacobs-playhouse/

Here's a little back story for those of you who haven't read the previous
chapters...  My name's James.  I'm a 31yo nudist.  I live with my Brother
Mark, my Nephew Jacob, my Dad John and an adopted boy named Alex.  Me and
my Brother grew up with my Dad who raised us to be home nudists.  He
encouraged us to explore each other sexually from a young age and to
pleasure him as well.  Some would say we were sexually abused but we choose
not to see it that way.  We live by the motto, 'All kids are offered a
gift; some just open their packages earlier than others.'

It's been almost a year since Mark gave his little boy to me to enjoy
sexually.  Though I gladly took him to bed and have become his adult lover,
the incestuous love didn't end there.  With Mark's wife no longer with us,
he moved home and joined Jacob and I in the creation of a ménage à
trois.

Over the past year, the three of us have become lovers and we each consider
one another to be each others boyfriends.  We are an incestuous threesome
and enjoy pleasing one another sexually, as well as sharing each other with
friends and family; Both in our home and in 'safe' public places.

As much fun as the sex within our family is, it's not the only focus of our
lives.  We each care for each other and support each other in our
independent endeavors.  It is because of this strong family support
structure, that Mark was able to emerge from his drug addiction after the
loss of his wife and that Jacob was able to overcome the loss of his Mother
and later discover the love of fellow nudists; Which would propel his
self-exploration and greater education.

It was because of the support from my Dad and Mark, that I was able to
stand myself back up, after losing my job of 15years and gain the strength
I needed to rise above the various obstacles which lay ahead of me.  Yes,
the journey from where we were to where we are has been a long one and it's
far from offer.  With my Nephew Jacob at my side and our family behind us,
the two of us continue our journey into the lured world of sexuality and
nudism.

By the time of this story my Nephew Jacob is 10, I'm 31, my Brother is 30,
my Dad is 63 and little Alex is 5.  Three bi/gay men and two boys living in
the same house.  Things are bound to get wild and naughty.

This is the story...

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Chapter One: "The Boy Who Laid The Golden Egg"

It was a warm and sunny Easter Sunday, and my family and I had arrived at
the Blue Crane Nudist Community; To take part in the annual holiday
festivities.  I'd just parked the car and opened my door to get out, when a
little hairless-smooth naked body came running up to the side of the car.
I looked over and before my eyes could even reach his little face, I
recognized the boy as none other than 8yo Damien, my Nephew's good friend
and classmate.

"Hey guys!"  He yelled with excitement as he placed his hands on the car
door and smiled at me through the window.

"Hey Damien."  I said greeting him and he stepped back to allow me to open
my door the rest of the way.

Then I stepped out to begin getting undressed as one does when visiting a
nudist community.  As I pulled off my shirt, I heard the other doors of the
car open and everyone else began to get out.  My Nephew Jacob was the first
to exit, from the back driver side and he threw his arms around his little
friend, hugging him tight as he often did.

"Damien!"  He yelled as they embraced each other.

Then I heard my Brother Mark say, "Hey there, Kiddo."

Mark was standing on the other side of the car, opposite Jacob and looking
over the roof at Damien.  The boy smiled big as he and Jacob ended their
embrace and he laid eyes on Mark.  He and Mark had a special bond and you
could almost feel the energy between them as they looked at one another.

Damien wasted no time in running around to the other side of the car to
greet the man.  It had been some time since they'd seen each other and I
could tell their were very excited to see each other again.  In fact,
Damien jumped up in the air and Mark put his arms around him as he picked
him up and held him close against his chest.

"You came!  You really came!"  Damien yelled.

Mark smiled and pulled the boy close.  His strong hands caressing the boy's
naked body and casually groping his adorable little butt.

"Well, I said I would didn't I?"  Mark said.

Just them, Jacob interrupted the two's moment in order to get one last dig
in at his Daddy by saying, "Yeah, well, you say that a lot..."

The two of them had just spent the last hour arguing in the car.  Something
that Damien didn't know about and really didn't need to be worrying over.
But as soon as Jacob's condescending tone of voice hit Damien's ears, he
knew something was up.

While Mark held him in his arms, the boy looked over at Jacob, who was just
starting to get undressed beside the car and asked, "Is something wrong,
Jacob?"

"No...  Not really."  Jacob replied as he pulled off his shirt and tossed
it into the backseat.

"You sure?  You sound mad."  Damien asked sympathetically.

Before Jacob could answer, Mark rubbed Damien's back and said, "Don't worry
about him.  He'll be alright.  He's just mad at me."

That peaked Damien's curiosity and he shot Mark a curious look as he asked,
"Why?  What'd you do?"

"It's what I haven't done, that's got him so pissed-off..."  Mark replied.

"What ain't you done?"  Damien asked even more curiously.

With that, Mark took a quick glance around the parking lot to make sure
there weren't any wandering eyes and replied, "This..."

Then he pulled Damien in close and planted a kiss on the boy's lips.
Damien's eyes lit up as the man locked lips with him and forced his tongue
into his little mouth.  Jacob had just stepped out of his sweatpants and
placed them in the backseat, when he looked up and saw the two kissing.

"Finally."  He said with a deep breath and a grin.

It was cute to hear the relief in his voice.  I guess I would have been
relieved too if I'd been spending so much time playing matchmaker.
Seriously.  I think he'd spent a lot of time trying to get his Daddy and
best friend together again, after their one-night-stand the year before.

I joined my Nephew in watching the pair as they ended their kiss and hugged
for a moment.  By this time, Damien was blushing and smiling
uncontrollably.  Even Mark had a smile on his face as he turned to us and
winked.

Then he set the boy back down on his feet, so that he could get undressed
like the rest of us.  Damien watched unabashedly as Mark stripped down
naked in front of him.  His little eyes admired every inch of the man with
eager anticipation.

By this time, I was fully undressed and had placed my clothes in the
drivers seat.  I closed my door and stepped around to the front of the car.
From there, I watched as my Dad got undressed.  He was standing behind the
open front passenger side door, which was completely blocking my view of
his nakedness.

However, that didn't stop me from staring anyway.  I enjoyed seeing him
pull off his shirt and drop his jeans to step out of them.  Even though I
got to see him naked at home pretty much 24/7.  I really enjoyed seeing him
get undressed.  It felt special somehow to be witness to that, which was
normally reserved for little Alex.

Speaking of Alex.  It was then, that I realized that there was still one of
us who hadn't undressed for entry onto the property.  I peered through the
windshield and into the backseat, and caught the 5yo's little eyes looking
back at me.  He still had his headphones on and was listening to some music
on his MP3 player.  I motioned to him and he looked around as if he hadn't
noticed everyone getting naked around him.

I shook my head and smiled to myself, as he lifted up his shirt was slowly
began pulling it up over his head.  However, it got stuck in the headphones
and he had to take them off to get the shirt the rest of the way off.  He
struggled for a bit and I was tempted to come around to the door to help
him but before I could, he finally managed to get it off.

I watched him in his struggle to get naked without first getting out of the
car and said, "It's easier if you get out and do that, you know?"

To which he replied, "I got this."

I shook my head and smiled again as I watched him roll around in the
backseat.  He laid on his back and stuck his feet up in the air as he
kicked off his shoes.  Then he pulled on the legs of his sweatpants and
started yanking them, until they eventually slipped off of him.  It might
have been an uncessary struggle to be had but I had to give him an A for
effort.  After all, he was the only one of us small enough to still get
naked in the backseat of a car like that.

With his clothes now off, he jumped out of the car, threw his hands in the
air and said, "See?  Tada!"

I slowly clapped my hands, smiled and said, "Good job."

"Don't you wish we were still small enough to do that?"  Mark asked.

Alex smiled proudly.  His long blonde hair shimmering in the sunlight.  He
was one adorable little fella with his tiny naked body on full display for
the world to see.  His skin was perfectly smooth and beautiful in every
way.

As I brought my clapping to an end, my Dad looked over and said, "No one
likes a showoff."

Alex stuck out his tongue at him and reached back inside the car to grab
his MP3 player.  I watched as he threw his hair back and pulled the golden
strands away from his ears as he placed the headphones back on his head.
Then he turned the volume up and started bobbing his head to the whatever
it was he was listening to as he began to make his way around to the front
of the car.

Once there, he joined my Dad, who picked him up and carried him in his
arms.

"Come on, boy.  Let's go get the lowdown on these festivities everyone's
talking about."  My Dad said as he carried Alex toward the main entrance,
leaving the rest of us behind at the car.

"Well fine, just go on and leave us behind why don't you."  I said in a
slightly annoyed voice.

But he just kept walking without saying a work.  However, Alex peaked over
the man's shoulder and waved back at us with a big smile on his face.  His
actions were almost too perfect and innocent to be anything other than
mischievous.  But he was too cute to get angry with.  So I rolled my eyes
and smiled to myself as I watched them walk away.

After all, it was good to see the two of them getting along like a true
Grandfather and Grandson should.  It had been a long time coming and a lot
of work but Alex seemed to be settling into our family well.  He still had
a lot to learn about pleasing men but his natural charm and innocence made
up for any knowledge he might have lacked.

Indeed, he was becoming his own little person.  He'd changed quite a bit
from the boy he was when he first arrived at our house.  Sure he was still
abundantly shy but he was opening up to those of us close to him and I
could see his own unique personality beginning to emerge.  Watching him, I
was reminded of how my Nephew Jacob used to be at his age.

I remember when Mark and his wife would bring Jacob over to spend weekends
with Dad and I; An he'd get so shy seeing the two of us naked in the house.
He was too bashful to get naked with us but we eventually talked him into
stripping down to his underwear.  He'd run around the house like that for
hours, until his Momma and Daddy came to pick him up.

Only then, would he get dressed again and act as though none of it had ever
happened.  At least in front of his Momma.  Mark knew better and by that
time, was already teaching the boy how to suck his adult cock.  Which was
something his wife never knew about.  In fact, it was such a closely
guarded secret, that I didn't even know until Jacob told me years later.

Of course since then, Jacob and I have become much more than simply Uncle
and Nephew.  We're a couple and we take care of one another, as any loving
couple in a relationship would.  He's my little man, best friend and
confidant.  We look out for each other and help each other whenever we can.

As my Dad and Alex disappeared behind the entrance to the grounds, I turned
around to check on Jacob; Who was just then locking and closing the car
doors, securing our things inside.

I smiled at him as he walked up to me and handed me my car keys and said,
"All locked up.  You ready to go?"

I nodded and took the keys into my hand.  Then Mark and Damien walked up
beside us, and the four of us made our way to the main entrance.  As we
walked across the packed parking lot, I looked around and noticed just how
full it was.  There were only a few empty spots and I could only imagine
how many people we'd find waiting for us once we got inside.

My curiosity would quickly be put to rest, when we walked passed the front
office and found that the entire pool area was swarming with people.  It
was quite literally assholes and elbows.  I could hardly even see the water
in the pool with so many people swimming and playing around in it.  There
were people laying out in the loungers, laying around on the cement patio
that surrounded the pool and standing around everywhere else.

We tried to get closer but ended up having to stop, due too the sheer
number of people packed into the small area.  I tried to look over the
heads of the people to find my Dad and Alex but I couldn't see more than a
few feet ahead of me.  So I picked Jacob up, sat him on my shoulders and
asked him to look for them.

It took him a minute to scout around for them but soon he pointed and said,
"They're over there."

It was so noisy with all the people around us talking, that I almost
couldn't hear him.  Even though he was sitting right there on my shoulders.

I looked up at his little hand, which was pointing and said, "Ok, Kiddo.
Lead the way."

Then I began to shove my way through the crowd with Mark and Damien right
behind me.  The deeper into the crowd we got, the more surprised I became
of how many people were there.  There must have been a hundred people there
by the pool.  Not all members of course.  Some were family and friends of
members, and that helped to bring the count up quite a bit.

"Where the heck all these people come from?"  I heard Jacob ask.

"I have no idea."  I replied.

By this point, we were well in the thick of the crowd and I had no idea
where I was going.  All I could see was naked bodies all around us.  Some
large, some small, some young, some old but all of them completely naked.
Now I'd be telling a lie if I said I wasn't sneaking a peak at some of
them.  Honestly, it was impossible not to.  They were all around us and on
full display for the world to see.

Though I might be stretching the truth just a tad, when I tell you, I could
have sworn a few of them took advantage of the situation and managed to
sneak more than just a peak at us.  I distinctly remember feeling a few
gropes and tugs as we made our way through the crowd.  I was too busy
trying to figure out where the hell I was walking to notice who it was
touching me but I'd like to think it was some of the boys in the crowd.

Of course, with my luck it was probably some of the old ladies grabbing at
my cock and shaven ass.  The very thought of which, was enough to keep me
from becoming aroused throughout the entire trek across the pool area.

After what must have been at least 20mins, we'd finally made it to the
other side and I could see my Dad and Alex standing near the back wall,
beside the classroom door.  I walked Jacob and I over to them and turned
around to see Mark and Damien pulling up the rear.  They joined us and with
our backs against the wall, we looked around at the crowd.

"Holy crap it's crowded in here."  Mark said, "Has it been like this all
morning?"

Damien looked up at him and replied, "Yup.  Since like 10am.  My Uncle Max
don't like crowds, not one bit.  So he ain't even come out of the house
today."

"I don't blame him."  Mark said, "This is fucking nuts."

With all the people around us it was still hard to hear and I think Damien
must have gotten lost in translation; Because he looked up at Mark with a
surprised look on his face and said, "Yeah!  I think someone grabbed my
nuts!"

I looked at him and asked, "You too?"

He smiled, nodded and the two of us couldn't help but laugh.  Though even
our laughter couldn't seem to penetrate the density of the noisy.  It was
truly overwhelming, being in the middle of such a crowd of loud talking
nudists.  Everyone around us was talking and carrying-on as if it was no
big deal.  I honestly don't think half of them could hear the other people
they were even talking to over the sound of all the intermixing voices.  I
know for me, it made it nearly impossible to hear yourself think.  All the
group of us could really do was look around at each other and at the crowd
in disbelief.

Luckily, just when we thought we were going to be stuck standing by the
classroom door forever; We heard the unmistakable sound of an air-horn.
The sound echoed off of the walls around the pool area and reverberated
over our heads.  An with that, the crowd suddenly became quiet and we could
hear a woman's voice fill the air.

"May I have your attention please?  We're about to start the bunny-hop down
by the lake.  If everyone will please follow Mrs. Simmons we can get
started."  Nancy's distant voice echoed.

A few moments later, the crowd began to move around as they were herded
down the sidewalk and towards the lake.  The group of us breathed a sigh of
relief as we watched everyone funnel away from us and down toward the
water.

Once the crowd had cleared, we could see that only a handful of people had
decided to remain behind and not participate in the bunny-hop.  It was
mostly the older couples, who didn't want to be bothered with the
activities and instead were taking the opportunity to enjoy the momentary
calm.  After enduring the insanity of the crowd I think I could have very
well joined the old folks.  That is if it weren't for Damien and Jacob's
insistence that we join the crowd down by the lake.

Naturally, we had no choice but to do what they wanted.  It was after all,
a day for the kids to have fun and I figured there had to be some fun to be
had; Even if it was just going to be the perverted sort of fun, that comes
from watching naked people's cocks flop around during a bunny-hop.

So we made our way down to the water's edge and joined the others, who were
already standing in line; One after the other, each person stood behind the
next to create a conga line.  Each had their hands on the shoulders of the
next person in front of them and the person behind them had their hands on
their shoulders and so on.

The boys took their places between us men, towards the end of the line and
we all waited for instructions.  All of us except Alex, who was looking
around confused as he listened to his MP3 player.  He was still holding it
in one hand as my Dad guided the boy's free hand to the person in front of
him; Which just so happened to be our friend Raul.

The man looked back at the boy and smiled as he felt Alex's little hand
make contact with his smooth, muscular body.  Then my Dad put his hands on
the boy's shoulders and for a moment, I could have sworn his thick cock
started to twitch.  It was handing down between his legs, right behind Alex
and only inches for his little blonde head.

A few moments passed as we waited for everyone to get into position but
then we heard music begin to play.  I looked around and noticed, that there
was a pair of speakers on long metal stands, playing the song 'I've got the
power' from the artist 'Snap'.  The music was loud but not nearly as loud
as the crowd had been.  The rhythm and beat was just right to make you want
to shake your hips.

It was a catchy tune and soon everyone in the line began hopping to the
music as they very slowly moved the line forward.  I was standing behind my
Dad and watching his hairy ass jiggle as he hopped.  That is until I heard
him start to laugh and I looked up to see what was so funny.  It was then,
that I peeked around him and caught Alex looking back at us.  He didn't
looked very amused and at first I couldn't figure out why.  But then my Dad
hopped forward and his thick cock swung, hitting poor Alex in the back of
the head.

The boy tried to move out of the way but he was stuck between my Dad and
Raul with one hand on the man's ass and the other holding onto his MP3
player.  I started laughing along with my Dad as the poor little fella was
repeatedly ball-sacked in the head by his Grandpa's hairy nuts.

I know he was starting to get really pissed by the way he kept looking back
at us and giving us an angry look.  However, I knew the song was only about
4mins long and that it would be over pretty soon.  Or so I thought.  By the
time it ended, we had only moved a few yards.  So they replayed the song
again.  Only this time, Nancy came walking down the line tapping each
person on the head.

"What is this, duck, duck, goose?"  My Dad asked as he turned to her and
she bopped him on the head.

I smiled at his remark but I could also hear Nancy counting to herself as
she passed by me.  So I knew she was really just doing a head count.  This
went on for a few more minutes, before the music finally stopped for real.

Then we heard Nancy's voice come over the speakers, "Thank you all for
participating this year and for bringing all your friends.  With your help,
we've broken our old bunny-hop record.  Last year we did 79.  This year we
did 138!"

That of course was then followed by the sound of a roaring round of
applause from the crowd.  Our group joined in the applause, until we heard
Nancy's voice fill the air again.  This time she invited all the kids to
gather around at the base of the dock, where tables had been setup and
piled high with colorful Easter baskets.

That was the moment the boys had been waiting for along and Jacob and
Damien took Alex by the hand as they made a mad-dash for the baskets.  My
Dad, Mark and I didn't feel like fighting anymore crowds.  So we stood back
and let the boys do their thing, while we kept an eye on them from a
distance.

At first I was afraid that there might not be enough Easter baskets for all
the kids but as luck would have it, there turned out to be far less kids
than there were adults amongst the crowd.  I watched as the older groups of
people spread out along the shore of the lake, while the kids swarmed
around the tables to get their hands on the baskets.

While we waited for the boys to return, the event organizers began playing
music of the speakers and it didn't take long before everyone was enjoying
themselves for a nice fun filled day by the lake.  Some people were dancing
to the music, while others waded into the water's of the lake for a swim
and a few others gathered on the dock to relax.

A few minutes later, Raul came over to talk to my Dad.  I was glad to see
the old man finally making a good friend.  He seemed to really like Raul's
company and the two of them were very like-minded.  Which only made it
easier for them to take Alex under their wing.  Something that the two of
them had begun doing, both for the boy's benefit as well as their own.

Mark and I listened as they discussed little Alex and how much each of them
were looking forward to the boy spending time in the gym.  My Dad had
already told me about the arrangement he and Raul had worked out with
regards to the boy but overhearing them talking about it really drove home
the reality of it.

It was clear from what they were saying, that Alex would be spending a lot
of time in the gym with Raul after school most days.  Even though I had
already assured my Dad that I could pick the boy up from school, when I
came to get Jacob.  I could see now why he was insisting that I not do
that.  He clearly wanted Alex to be in the safe hands of his new friend and
after seeing how important it was to the both of them, I wasn't going to
interfere with their arrangement.

Mark and I listened for a bit longer, before casually walking around the
lake.  We stayed close to each other as we walked and I couldn't help but
feel the eyes of some of the members staring at us.  Mark picked up on it
too but instead of distancing ourselves from each other; We instead put our
arms around each other and continued our stroll.

That was all it too to get some of the closed-minded folks in the crowd to
raise their eyebrows at us.  Some even turned their heads and looked away
from us.  Which didn't bother either us one bit.  If they weren't willing
to accept two men embracing one another in public, then to hell with them.
Besides, out in the open we were simply two naked men.  It wasn't as if
they knew the deeper story behind our actions.

They had no clue that we were related, much less sleeping together.  So it
was simply the homosexual display of affection that was disturbing them.
An that fact only made me feel sad for them.  I couldn't imagine being so
closed-minded, that the sight of two men walking along the shore of a lake
together would cause me to turn my head in disgust.

I remember thinking, that if that's all it took to disgust those people,
than they didn't deserve to look in our direction anyway.  It was about
that time, that we were approached by two older women; Who apparently
couldn't resist throwing their religion in our faces.

They must have thought we were getting to close to the kids for comfort,
because they promptly blocked us, stared us both in the eyes and said in a
very angry voice, "Won't you please think of the children."

It took all I had not to reply, 'Bitch, I spend most of my days thinking of
children.'  Of course, I didn't say it, but I was totally thinking it.
Luckily, before I had a chance to say anything I felt someone's arm wrap
around me and turned to my left, just as our friend Olivier planted a kiss
on my cheek.

"James, Mark, my sexy friends.  How are you?"  He asked as he hugged us
from behind and kissed each of our cheeks.

"Hey, there."  Mark said greeting him.

An I joined him in saying, "There's my sexy Frenchman."

That was enough to send the two old ladies into a fierce panic.  They
practically stomped their feet and crossed their arms as they stared us
down with the most angry expressions they could manage on their wrinkled
old faces.

"Well, I never..."  One said in disgust.

To which, Olivier replied, "Silence your mouth vial woman."

Mark and I looked at each other and our eyes nearly popped out of our
heads.  We couldn't believe what we'd just heard come out of Olivier's
mouth and never could to the two women.  They're jaws dropped and they
gasped in shock.

However, as if that wasn't enough, Olivier reached down in front of each of
us, grabbing our cocks one at a time and shook them at the women.  I think
that was the final straw that finally sent them over the edge, because they
immediately gasped and rushed off to find Nancy.

Mark and I released each other from our embrace and pulled Olivier in for a
hug.

"Haha!  That was awesome!"  Mark laughed as he joined me in hugging our
friend.

"You can say that again.  Haha!  Those bitches didn't know what say to
that."  I laughed.

Olivier smiled and said, "I hope a lesson was learned.  No woman can have
any of this sexiness."

Then he snapped his fingers and winked.  That made Mark and I laugh again
and Olivier joined in.  It was great to share such a rare and spontaneous
moment like that with the two of them.  It only got better, when Nancy came
walking over to us to address the old ladies complaint.

She approached us and said with a subtle grin, "Now boys those old broads
are watching to make sure I give you three a ripe old talking to.  So make
it look convincing..."

With that, the three of us lowered our heads and tried to appear as though
we were being reprimanded.

Then she continued, "Seriously, let's try to be on our best behavior shall
we.  We have guests that aren't used to the way we express ourselves around
here.  We don't want to anger them...  At least not until after they've
donated to our remodeling fund."

"Remodeling fund?"  I asked.

She nodded and replied, "Yeah.  Everyone who's here today and aren't
members, has had to pay a member to receive a voucher in order to get into
the estate.  That money is going towards some remodeling and expansion of
the grounds here.  Plus, I'm hoping to knock them up for a little extra
donation later this evening after dinner."

"Oh?  So they didn't get through the door for free, because Jesus or some
such?"  Mark asked with a smirk.

Nancy looked around surprised and asked, "Jesus?  Who's that?  Dammit!  Did
a Mexican slip in and not pay me first!?"

Hearing that completely caught me by surprise and I burst out laughing.  It
was so unusual to hear her speak so openly and bluntly that I didn't know
how else to react.  Unfortunately, that also meant I'd broken character.

So she put her hand on my shoulder and said very calmly, "James, James,
look serious.  Don't make me bend you over and spank you in front of
everyone."

I wiped the tears of laughter from my eyes and cleared my throat as I tried
to appear more composed.

"Awe, you're no fun..."  Mark said.

Just then, we heard the sound of Jacob, Damien and Alex as they came
walking towards us with their little baskets in hand; Along with a small
map, which showed the boundaries of the Easter egg hunting area.

Nancy turned around to wave to them, before saying in a very soft voice
meant for just us three to hear, "Oh I'm lots of fun.  You just wait till
tonight...  I know a little old place where we can get together.  Where
there'll be folks lining up outside, just to get down.  So don't be late
and bring your jukebox money, honey."

Then she very quietly walked away, patting Jacob on his head as she passed
him by.  It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that we'd just been left
a clue as to where to meet her later in the evening.  An it was a very
obvious one at that.  After all, there is only one place where everybody's
movin' and everybody's grovin' and that's the 'love shack'.  Also known as
the little outbuilding on the far side of the estate, where the men go to
'play'.

What I didn't realize at the time, was just how much things had changed and
how much more accepting the men's shenanigans across the lake had become.
Apparently, without Jennifer's nagging to influence the other members,
Kevin and Nancy were free to push their own private agenda within the
community.

Which meant that the men's only gazebo area was quickly becoming a safe
place for men to play with boys.  Although the access to boys was generally
slim, since parents didn't let them wander that far out on their own.  It
was just far enough away that no one could see or hear anything that took
place there, and as long as the parents kept a close eye on their kids,
they would be left untouched or so they were assured.

One thing was for sure, with our boys happily returned to us with their
baskets already half full of candy; We were ready to head over to the
Easter egg hunt.  The group of us followed Jacob, Damien and Alex around
the grounds as they searched for the eggs, that had been hidden all over
the estate.

We tried to keep our distance as not to crowd them but we somehow ended up
spotting eggs ourselves and sending the boys scurrying after them.  It was
actually a lot of fun.  There was something cute about watching naked kids
of all ages, bending over in the grass to pick up colorful eggs.  Their
tiny hairless butts bent over in clear view as they reached down to pick up
each egg.  Their tiny cocklets dangling and flopping around as they ran
around with excitement, searching for the next one.

It was quite a sight, which drew a crowd of spectators.  Now you can't tell
me we were the only ones perving on the kids.  Because I kid you not, there
were some semi-hard cocks saluting from the grassy knoll.  I don't care how
many times I heard the excuse, 'It's the breeze that does it'.  We all knew
better.  What we didn't know was whether the men were looking at the boys
or the girls.  An that was really the interesting part.

As we enjoyed the show, Olivier, Mark and I would casually watch to see
which kid was bending over and match them with someone in the crowd of
spectators sporting a semi-erection.  I know it was a childish game to play
but it was enough to keep us amused.  At least in the meantime, while we
waited for whatever Nancy had hinted about earlier.

We must have spent a good hour or two watching Easter egg hunt, before my
Dad and Raul walked over to join us.  The boy's must have seen them
standing beside us and taken that as an indication, that we wanted them to
come back over to us.  Because that's just what they did.  Soon all three
boys were holding up their baskets to show us all the eggs they'd
collected.

Alex had surprisingly gathered the most and his proud little smile let us
all know just how happy he was of it.  Damien and Jacob had just a few less
eggs than Alex but judging from the looks on their faces, you'd have
thought they hadn't found any at all.  They were really disappointed for
some reason.

Raul took notice of their sad little faces and said, "Cheer up lads.
They're just eggs."

"Yeah, but I want more."  Jacob said.

"Yeah, because when you have more, you want more.  You gotta have more."
Damien said.

My Dad rolled his eyes at the two boys and reached down into Alex's basket.
Then he picked out a few eggs and dropped them into Damien and Jacob's
baskets.

"Hey..."  Alex protested.

My Dad ignored him and said to the boys, "There, you happy now?"

Jacob and Damien looked at each other and said softly, "No, not really..."

Alex looked at the two of them and said, "Good, cause they're mine.  Give
'em back."

To which Jacob and Damien replied, "Nah uh!"

That really upset little Alex, who I know wanted to hit the two boys but
instead, he looked up at my Dad and started to cry.

"Make them give 'em back, Grandpa!"  He cried.

Tears ran down his little face and I couldn't stand to see him upset.  An
neither could Olivier, who reached over into some kids basket that just
happened to be walking passed us at the time and snatched up a handful of
her eggs.

The little girl stared at him with a shocked look on her face, before
instantaneously turning to her Mother, who was walking beside her and said,
"Momma, that man just took my eggs."

Luckily, her Mother was too busy talking on her cellphone to be bothered by
the matter and she took her Daughter by the hand and dragged her away in a
hurry.  Then Olivier very casually knelt down beside Alex and placed the
eggs into his basket.

"Here you are.  You can have these."  He said, "She won't need them.  She
can make more inside her belly."

The boy sniffled and smiled as he accepted the stolen eggs.  Then he gave
Olivier a hug and thanked him.  The man held him close and picked him up in
his arms to carry him.  It was great to see the two of them together like
that.  I knew Olivier really liked Alex and that the boy had a special
place in his heart.

Alex held his basket in his lap as Olivier held him close and the man must
have heard the music playing on the boy's headphones.  Because I saw him
lean in close to Alex's head to get a closer listen to the song.

Then he kissed the boy on the cheek and said, "I know that song.  It is
good, yes?"

Alex nodded and offered him his little headphones.  Together they placed
them on Olivier's head and the man bobbed his head to the music, while the
group of us discussed our plans.  We eventually decided that we would
attend the lunch they were having for everyone in the auditorium and
afterward make our way to the men's only area across the lake.

We arrived at the auditorium a few moments later and found that they have
put out quite a spread.  Nancy and the rest of the organizers had put
together a large buffet for the members and their guests.  There was an
assortment of good ole southern home style foods, which was right up my
family's alley.  Plus there were some more exotic foods, apparently
provided by Raul and Olivier, and a few others with a taste for foreign
cuisine.

We each made ourselves a plate and sat down at the tables.  Where we ate,
talked, and relaxed for about an hour or more.  Once we were full and
ready, we made our way back to the lake for the long trek to the men's only
area.  All three boys, my Dad, Mark, Olivier, Raul and I, walked around the
lake and out to the sandy path.

As we walked along the path, we noticed a few new signs in the high grass.
One sign read, 'Stay away fools'.  Followed by another that read, 'Because
love rules at the love shack'.  I remember thinking, that someone had
clearly been listening to that song way too much and had far too much time
on their hands.  But the signs looked permanent and professionally made.
So I assumed they hadn't been placed there just for the days events.

The further we walked along the path, the quieter and more secluded it
became.  It must have been mid to late afternoon and the sun was shining
down, casting a shadow of the large tree branch overhead down across the
path.  The last time I'd been at that point on the path, was back on
Halloween; When Jennifer was killed.  An thinking back on that day gave me
the shivers.

I tried to shrug off the terribly uneasy feeling as we continued our walk
toward the men's only gazebo in the distance.  It was partially hidden by
vines, bushes and high grass but we all knew it was there.  We'd been there
so many times before and enjoyed the privacy it provided.  Of course, now
that privacy had been enhanced through the efforts of Nancy and Kevin.

That became abundantly more clear the closer we got to the gazebo.  For it
was then, that we saw another posted sign which read, 'Men's Only Area.
Keep Out Or Else'.  Followed by the sound of drums.  I didn't recognize the
beat but it sounded almost tribal.  We slowed our pace and crept closer to
the steps of the gazebo.

Until suddenly, a deep voice echoed from somewhere out of sight, "Halt!
What's the password?"

We all stopped and looked around at each other confused for a moment as we
tried to figure out how to answer.  The boys were clueless and simply
shrugged their shoulders at us.  But my Dad and Mark seemed to be in heavy
thought as they puzzled over the possibilities.

Then finally Mark replied, "Um, my tin roof rusted?"

To which a female voice echoed through the bushes, "Oh that's a good one.
I like that."

However, I instantly recognized her voice and asked, "Nancy, is that you?"

A few seconds later we heard rustling in the bushes and Nancy came walking
around from behind the gazebo.  She had a big smile on her face as she
waved us onward.  Then as we stepped into the gazebo and gathered around
the picnic table in the center, we heard the deep male voice again.

"Fee-fye-foe-fum, I smell the blood of a hairless one."  They said.

By this time, all of us men had taken a seat at the picnic table, along
with Jacob and Damien but little Alex was so distracted listening to his
headphones that he didn't know what was going on.  He was standing on the
steps holding his Easter basket; When suddenly a very large pair of hands
reached around the corner and into the door way, grabbing hold of him by
his sides.

They lifted him high into the air and the boy let out a scream,
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!"

His little legs kicked as he was lifted up off the ground and held in
mid-air, by none other than our old friend Kevin.  The man stepped into the
doorway with the boy held out in front of him and I thought my Dad was
going to lunge for him.

Thankfully, Nancy was close by and put her hand out to stop him as she
said, "John, it's alright!"

My Dad looked at her with angry eyes, before turning to Kevin and saying,
"Put him down...  Now!"

An with that, Kevin approached my Dad and carefully set the boy down on his
knee as he sat there on the seat of the picnic table.

Then he very slowly stepped back and said, "Relax buddy."

I think after my Dad had his falling-out with Kevin, he saw the man as a
threat.  An seeing Alex in potential danger really struck a nerve.  A nerve
which I'm sure Kevin hadn't intentionally planned to strike but
unfortunately he had.

For the remainder of our time in the men's only area, my Dad didn't leave
Alex's side for even a second.  An trust me, there would be times he would
have liked to have stepped away but he just wasn't willing to take the
chance with Kevin being so close.

With the tension level unexpectedly rising, Nancy took the initiative and
started a conversation about something else.  She turned our attention to
the boy's Easter baskets and invited them to search for more eggs; Which
had been hidden around the gazebo and nearby outbuilding.  Damien and Jacob
jumped at the opportunity and she upped the ante by informing them, that
there was a golden egg hidden somewhere amongst the regular ones.

Then she told them, that inside that plastic golden egg was a prize.  That
sent the boys into a frenzy and they rushed down the steps to search for
the eggs.  Alex might have had his headphones on but he could tell he was
missing out on something and he took my Dad by the hand as he dragged him
away to join in the search.

That left just us adults in the gazebo.  Kevin had a seat where my Dad had
been sitting and struck up a conversation.  The next thing I knew, we were
all talking about sex and even Nancy was joining in on it.  As the
conversation began to focus on kids, I could sense that Raul was becoming a
little uncomfortable.

Nancy picked up on it to and she walked over to him, placed her hands on
his shoulders and said, "It's ok, sweety.  Your secrets safe with us."

Raul looked up at her and his eyes got about as big around as saucers.

"What on Earth would I do with a wee lad?"  He asked.

"I don't know, you tell us."  She replied with a grin.

To which he said, "I'm no queer my dear."

Then Kevin faked a cough and said, "Bullshit."

Raul looked at him and gave him a very stern look as Nancy said, "That's
alright.  If you don't want to come out to us, you don't have to.  Just
don't be surprised if we ask you to leave, when the sex starts..."

That got Olivier's attention and he perked up and asked, "Oh, sex?  Out
here, yes?"

Nancy and Kevin smiled at each other and then Kevin replied, "You be your
big hairy French balls."

"Mmmm.  Oh my."  Olivier moaned as he casually reached down and felt his
hairy nuts and 8.5" cut cock.

I looked over and smiled at him.  Then I felt Mark's hand reach around and
into my lap as he took hold of my cock.  I sat up straight and he ran his
fingers over the length.  That was enough to get Kevin's attention and he
watched my Brother stroke me as he reached down and slowly began to tug on
his long, thick, purple-headed 9" cut monster.

I stared down at it as I reached over and returned the favor for Mark,
taking his 7" cut cock into my hand and slowly began to stroke him.  The
sight of us men stroking ourselves was causing Raul to become flustered and
Nancy was loving watching every minute of it.  She knew her friend was gay
but she wanted him to admit it to the rest of us.  Something that he was
strictly apposed to doing but as each of our cocks grew harder, he found it
impossible to keep his own cock from stirring.

Soon he was sporting a semi-hard-on and Nancy looked down right at it as
she asked, "So, are you gay yet?"

Raul blushed the brightest red as he covered himself with his hand.  Nancy
just laughed and massaged the man's shoulders for him as we all continued
to masturbate.

The gathering was quickly turning into a circle-jerk but before things
could get too far, we heard one of the boy's yell out, "I found it!"

That was followed by the sound of footsteps as Damien came running back
into the gazebo and nearly skid to a stop as he laid eyes on all the
fully-grown adult cocks on display.

"I found the...  Um, the golden one..  What you all doing?"  He said as he
slowly stepped closer to the picnic table.

Mark reached over to and between the boy's legs, and gently fondled his
tiny cocklet.

"Mmmm!"  He moaned.

Then he set his basket down on the table and inched even closer to Mark,
who pulled him close and motioned with his eyes toward his hard cock.  The
boy took the hint and dropped to his knees, opening his mouth and eagerly
taking my Brother's shaft inside.

We all watched with excitement as the boy proceeded to give Mark a blowjob
right there in front of all of us.  I knew Damien wasn't sure but Mark
certainly was.  So to see him allowing it to happen was a big step toward
him becoming more of an exhibitionist.

It was during this unexpected exhibition, that my Dad, Jacob and Alex came
walking back into the gazebo.  They looked around at all of us and the boy
on his knees sucking Mark, and approached the picnic table.  Jacob smiled
as he watched his friend going to town on his Daddy's big cock.  I could
see the pride in his little face and I knew he was happy to see all his
hard matchmaking work finally paying off.

He placed his Easter basket on the table beside Damien's and over, stepped
between my legs.  Then he got down on his knees and took my 8" cut cock
into his mouth.  Mark and I looked at each other as both boys sucked us and
leaned in close, kissing each other.

The sexual energy in the room was quickly rising to new levels with the
addition of Jacob's lips to my cock and Kevin turned to Raul and asked,
"So, how about now?  Are you a perv yet?"

Raul blushed again and Nancy chuckled to herself.  My Dad had missed the
conversation but he knew how to get the man to admit his demons.  He
carried Alex over to him, sat him down on the floor between the man's legs
and took the Easter basket from his hands, placing it on the table.  Alex
looked at Raul and smiled innocently.

His little headphones were still on his head but he knew what to do.  He
reached out and pried Raul's hands away from his crotch, revealing the
bodybuilder's 7.5" cut cock.  Which he then proceeded to lick and fondle.

Moments later, the boy took the head of the man's cock into his mouth and
Raul gasped, "Mmmmmm!  Ohhhhh, yes.  An just like that, I'm a pedophile..."

Which brought a round of laughter from the group.

Nancy kissed him on the cheek and said, "Welcome to the club, sweety."

The man blushed and relaxed as he accepted what was happening and that
everyone around him now knew the truth about him.  Of course, he had little
to worry about.  He was among friends and in the safety of men's only
gazebo.  Where like-minded people like us were welcome and free to do what
came natural to us.  Of course, that freedom still required vigilance and
with the grounds swarming with non-members, Nancy was sure to keep an eye
out for anyone wandering our way.

While she kept watch, the boys were adjusting to their new found freedom
and began to express their love and lust for the men of their choosing.  It
wasn't long before eager little hands were fondling, groping and exploring
the different choices of men.  It was almost like a cock-buffet for boys.
Soon, even my Dad had his 6.5" beer can thick cock in his hand and stroking
it as he watched Jacob and Damien swapping places and trying each of us men
out.

The only one who didn't move from his partner was Alex, who was too busy
trying to get the man to cum his mouth.  His little head was bobbing up and
down with a quickness and Raul was shivering with pleasure as he neared
orgasm.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!  Ohhhhhmmmmm!!!"  He groaned as he began to shoot his load
into the boy's eager little mouth.

We all watched as the man's muscles tensed up and his body shook as the boy
accepted his hot load down his throat.  The sight of which, was enough to
send Olivier over the edge and he was next to erupt.

"Ohhhhh!!!!!  Mmmmmm!!!"  He moaned and I looked over just as his load of
hot cum shot out from the head of his swollen cock and splattered all over
his hairy chest.

Before the cum had even stopped spurting, Jacob moved over to him and began
licking up the pool of white baby-batter.  His little tongue made quick
work of the job and soon he was sucking the man's chest and pubic hairs
dry.

Then he returned to me and resumed sucking my cock.

I was very near coming when I heard Mark groan, "Oh fuck!  Here it comes!
Ohhhmmmmm!  Aaaauuugghhhhmmmm!!!!"

I watched as his body shook and shivered.  His hairy chest and abs tensed
up as his load of cum gushed into Damien's waiting mouth.  The boy sucked
and stroked him until every drop was down his throat, before he finally
lifted his head and licked his lips.  Mark smiled down at him and leaned in
to plant a kiss on his lips.  The boy got up from his knees to meet him
half way and then Mark locked lips with him as he sat him in his lap.

I watched the two of them swapping cum kisses, until I felt my load of cum
working it's way up from my tightening balls.  Without saying a word or
giving as much as a hint to my approaching orgasm, I let the cum fly and my
Nephew Jacob suddenly gagged as my seed splattered against the back of his
mouth.

"That's it.  Mmmmm.  Swallow it up, boy."  Kevin said as he watched Jacob
downing my load.

I breathed heavily and closed my eyes as my Nephew swallowed every drop of
my cum and licked the head of my cock with his eager little tongue in
search of more.  As luck would have it, there was more for him only mere
feet away.  As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw my Dad stepping closer to us.
He tapped Jacob on his shoulder and the boy spun around, just in time to
accept his Grandpa's cock into his mouth.

No sooner than the head slipped passed the boy's lips, did my Dad begin to
cum.

His legs shuddered as he moaned and groaned with pleasure,
"Auuuuggghhhhhmmmm!!!!  Ohhhhmmmmm!!  Auugghhmmm!!!"

I could feel the floor beneath the picnic table shimmy and shake as he held
his Grandson's head down on his throbbing shaft and gave him all of his
man-milk.  A few moments later, he released the boy, who's head lifted up,
just before he fell back onto the floor.  He laid back with his hand on his
tummy and licked his lips as smiled up at the ceiling.  We all watched him
happily digesting the fresh loads of cum he'd just ingested.  He was
practically cum-drunk after swallowing so much but there was still one more
man left, who still needed to relieve himself of his thick globs of man
seed.

Kevin was patiently waiting his turn at one of the boys and he knew just
the way to pick the right one.  In fact, he'd had it planned the whole
time.  In all the excitement, we'd all but forgotten about the golden
Easter egg, that Damien had been lucky enough to find.  However, even
though the boy had won it, he was now in the loving arms of my Brother.  An
the man wasn't about to let him go, not even for a moment.

So Kevin got up from the table and retrieved the plastic golden egg from
the boy's basket.

He held it in his hand and said, "How about we make this a little more
interesting, shall we?"

The boys looked at him as he held the egg in the palm of his hand and
carefully repositioned each of the baskets on the table, spacing them apart
equal distance from each other.  Then he picked up two regular, colorful,
hard-shelled Easter eggs and placed them on the table, along with the
plastic golden one.  Next he reached under the table to retrieve a can of
Crisco cooking grease, which he placed on the table beside the eggs.

Then he said, "The boy who lays the golden egg, gets the prize inside."

The boys looked around at each other for a moment as they contemplated the
idea.  It was clear that they were curious to know what was inside the egg
but they were also a bit leery of the whole idea.  Alex and Damien seemed
more suspicious than Jacob, who hopped up from the floor and willing
crawled up on the table.  I think he was too smart for his own good and had
already figured out what was going to happen.

The other two boys eventually had to be persuaded to take the challenge.
They joined Jacob on the table and stood over each of their baskets.  It
was then, that Kevin motioned to my Dad, Mark and I, to come to the side of
the table and prepare our boys.

Each boy bent over nervously and with a generous squirt of lube and a
steady hand, my Dad, Mark and I carefully worked their adorable little
openings.  They each whimpered and wiggled as we fingered them, preparing
their holes for the inevitable stretching that they were about to receive.

Then Kevin picked up each of the eggs and held them out for each of us to
choose from.  With their exposed rears facing us, the boys were unable to
see which one of them was being chosen.  I think it was probably best that
way, since it added to the suspense; While also making sure that the three
of us had the final decision on who got picked.

Indeed, it was a very wise decision on Kevin's part.  Especially since he
knew what the prize was and that my Dad most definitely wasn't going to let
his boy be the one to accept that particular reward.  Mark felt pretty much
the same way and so he and my Dad plucked the two regular Easter eggs from
the man's hand.

Which of course, left the golden egg for me to take and to give to Jacob.
With the eggs in hand, we carefully lubed them and placed them at the rim
of each boy's puckered hole.  Poor little Alex started crying as felt the
egg press against his tiny opening.  Damien whimpered loudly as he felt his
egg touch his hole.  But Jacob playfully wiggled his butt at me as I began
to shove his egg up inside his gorgeous rosebud hole.

As the tip of each egg began to slip inside the boys, they gasped,
whimpered and squirmed.  But the eggs eventually managed to lodge
themselves inside their tiny poop-chutes.  With the boys impregnated, we
moved our hands away and left them to adjust to the oval shaped object
stretching their young rectums.

It didn't take but a few minutes for the first boy to decide that he'd had
enough.  Alex was the first to shiver and shake as he tried to vacate
himself.  He squatted over his basket as his little butt wiggled and his
legs shook as his tiny pink hole opened up, allowing the colorful eggshell
to reemerge.  His pucker slowly stretched and his eyes watered with tears
as the egg eased itself out, before finally dropping safely into his
basket.

As soon as he heard it land, he looked down between his legs and breathed a
sigh of relief, when he realized it wasn't the golden one.  A few seconds
later, Damien joined him in squeezing out his egg.  His legs shook and his
breathing became labored as the colorful eggshell peeped through his tiny
opening, before finally sliding out and landing in his basket.

Then he two looked down to see what colored egg it was.  He grinned when he
noticed that it was just a regular Easter egg and not the golden one.
Which of course, meant that Jacob had the golden one.  Both boys turned to
my Nephew and gave him a surprised look.

Jacob knew he was the chosen one by the way his little friends looked at
him.  His face drained of color and he lowered his head in shock.  However,
seconds later he raised his head up and smiled wide as he squeezed his
muscles together and out popped the golden plastic egg.  Which flew out of
his rosebud hole with force, hitting the other eggs in the basket so hard,
that it nearly bounced out.

Luckily, Kevin caught it and twisted it open to reveal a little piece of
paper hidden inside.

He showed it to Jacob who read it, "Bend over."

Jacob blushed and glanced back at Kevin's throbbing hard cock, which he was
holding in his hand for the boy to see.  We all watched with anticipation
as the boy moved down to the seat of the picnic table and sat on his knees
with his elbows on the table.  His tiny hairless butt pointed toward Kevin,
who quickly moved into position behind him.

Without saying a word, the man guided his long, thick, purple-headed cock
between my Nephew's but cheeks and plunged it deep inside him.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!"  Jacob cried out.

The other boys watched in disbelief as their friend took the man's powerful
cock in to the hilt.  Mark and I sat down on either side of him and we
could feel the the table rock as Kevin began to thrust in and out of the
boy.

Everyone focused their attention on Jacob as he endured the pounding from
Kevin.  It had been quite awhile since the man had been paired up with him
and he was loving every second of it.

'Smack!  Smack!'

Kevin laid a flat-handed smack to each side of the boy's butt and Jacob let
out a cry, "Ahhhh!!!!"

It was so hot to see the two of them going at it, that even Nancy was wet
with pleasure.  She was standing behind Raul and her pussy was dripping
down his inner thighs as she fingered herself mere inches from the man.
Raul looked back at her and his eyes grew wide.  If we needed further proof
that the man was gay, the expression on his face was evidence enough.

Mark and I looked across to one another and then turned our attention to
Jacob, who was becoming red faced and teary eyed.  Then we leaned in close
and kissed his tortured little face and licked his tears.  He cried and
whimpered harder and faster as Kevin picked up his pace.

Soon the man's balls could be heard slapping against the boy's butt cheeks
and I could tell from the way they sounded, that they were getting tighter.
Moments later, Kevin grabbed hold of Jacob's hips and yanked him back,
nearly pulling him off the picnic table as he slammed his cock into him for
one last thrust.

"Take it, yeah!  Fuck!!!!  Aaaauuuggghhhmmmmm!!!!!"  He groaned as he
dumped his seed deep into the boy's willing and eager hole.

Then Mark and I caressed Jacob, while we waited for Kevin to ease himself
out of him.  The boy shivered as the man's cock slowly emerged and we could
hear the fresh cum splattered down onto the floor of the gazebo.

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