Date: Mon, 19 Jun 2006 23:42:21 +0000
From: Christian . <xangel@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brock Hard Part 5

                   "What say we ditch all this get to know you shit and get
down to the business of sucking the stuff out of each other and fucking ass
until we can't walk right for a week?"  Kenneth Lehman said as we all just
gawked at him.
                   "Now, Kenneth," Dad said, putting his hands up in a
defensive posture.  "I don't think we need to bring the boys into this."
                   "After you just double-dicked your son's new beau? After
you took your boy's load down your hot throat?  I'd say they're already into
this."
                   "I just think Mr. D. wants to keep his new play toys to
himself." Colby said as he stepped up between the two men and looked Kenneth
in the eye.  "But hey, if you like that ass fucked up as much as B-boy says
you do, I think there might be a comfortable place for you in the middle of
us horny bunch."
                  I didn't know what to think of this bold move.  This
stranger with his cock hanging out comes out of the woods just after a
three-way cum-fest and my boyfriend starts chatting him up and coming onto
him?  I stood up and came a few spaces to where Dad stood and put my arm
around his waist.  It was like nothing either of us had ever seen as we
watched Colby take Kenneth's dick into his hand and begin massaging it as he
talked to the man.
               "So, the way I see it is that you stumbled up on us by
accident."  Colby said, his tone playful.  "And you didn't expect to find us
all out here fucking around with each other and now, you're so turned on by
the whole thing you'll do just about anything to not only see more but to
get in on the action."
                "Well, aren't you the cheeky little fucker?" Kenneth told
him with a smile and a slight moan as Colby's hand didn't let up for the
reply.  "And I suppose you'll be doing the fucking first, am I right?"
                "I do have your dick in my hand."
                "But is that all you can do with it?"
                   "I'm not going to suck your cock."  Colby told him
plainly but not meanly.
                   "So what are you going to do?"
                   "I'm going to think about whether or not I'm going to let
a perv like you suck mine before I fuck that whore-ass of yours."  Colby
responded and the dick in his hand jerked like it had been shocked.  "And
maybe, if you make me cum, I'll let my boyfriend and his dad take a turn at
that sweet hole before doing it again, myself."
                  "I see."  Kenneth responded and I watched my dad's dick
jerk at the scene.
                  "Colby's got a mouth on him, doesn't he?"  Dad asked me,
his hand going around to cup the nearest asscheek.  "It's kinda hot."
                   "I can tell you think so."
                  Kenneth looked at me and Dad and back to Colby.
                  "Well?" Colby asked, his hand still stroking.
                 "Fuck."  Kenneth said, resigning himself to his "fate".
                "B?"  Colby said to me, motioning with his hand.  "Wanna
take the back?"
                I looked for a second to my father and with his nod, I went
to stand behind Kenneth.  Colby's hand didn't release the dick it held but
when we had sandwiched this new arrival, his other hand reached over the
man's shoulders to hold my neck.  It was contact with me more than anything
else as he leaned forward and began to kiss this man.  I looked briefly at
my father and began to remove Kenneth's shirt.  When I did, I saw small
bruises -- like the ones Colby had...but I knew where these had come from.  I'd
seen first hand how he'd gotten these.  I smiled as I discarded the shirt
and wondered if Colby was into some pretty brutal things.  He'd talked to my
dad in a way that made him sound pretty tough and I wondered if that might
be the start of an S/M kind of attitude.  Fuck me if I ever forget my video
camera again, I thought as I removed Kenneth's belt.
                 A thought struck me and I pulled the man's hands behind him
and threaded the belt around his wrists and over itself to secure him.  When
I'd tightened sufficiently, he moaned against my boyfriend's mouth and I
knew I'd done the right thing.  In front of me, Colby smiled as he pushed
the man's face away and took him by the hair.
                "Don't worry about hurting him."  Colby said to me.
"Kenneth likes it rough, doncha dog-man?"
                "Fuck yeah."  Was the groaning response as Colby forced the
guy to his knees.
My questioning look to Colby even as Kenneth was going down must have sent
the information better than anything I could have vocalized.  I didn't
understand what was going on and what was unfolding before my very eyes.  I
wasn't angry, I wasn't disgusted but was I puzzled? Yeah...I was puzzled more
than anything else.
                   "I have a past with this guy.  He's a quarry guy that I
messed around with once or twice...or four times.  He's a great fuck but
that's where it ends.  No strings sex."  Colby volunteered and then went on
to answer the next question that I'm sure was on my dad's mind as he
listened to us.  "Safe sex, only.  Check his left jeans pocket."
                   Trojans -- a nice sized variety of lubed, ribbed, colored
-- six in all.  Wow, I thought as I unrolled the lubed one and slid it
snuggly over my now-furiously hard dick.  Looking up at Colby, I saw
something in his eyes I hadn't seen before -- a look that told me that
everything he'd said to me was true.  It made sense that before he met me
he'd been a sexual being then, too.  I didn't awaken the sexual beast -- but
even as I thought the thoughts, I had an idea for a series of pictures I
could take with my fucking HOT new boyfriend!
                 Funny how your mind works that way, isn't it?
                 "Lay it to him, B."  Colby encouraged as he moved Kenneth's
mouth to his cock.  "Come on, Mr. D.  Join in.  Kenneth needs that ass
warmed but good."
                 Dad moved in closer and to my surprise, he straddled the
guy and began to go to work on slapping that rounded ass, pulling and
kneading the flesh like warm dough.  The look on Dad's face told the story!
He fucking loved that!  He was mouthing off to Kenneth and calling him all
kinds of names!
                 "Fucker!" He shouted, slapping the man's ass and leaving
healthy, red, hand-shaped welts.  "Cocksucking son of a bitch!" WHAP!
"Fuck-over-prick!" WHAP! "Ass-licking-dick-lover!" WHAP!
I stroked my cock, waiting until my father's fun was finished.
                  "Come on son, lay that meat to this cock-sucker!" He said
to me, then.
                  Dad reached forward and pulled the head of my dick to the
hole that waited for it.  I leaned forward and let him guide me inside.  A
grunt of acceptance from Kenneth, a moan from Colby and my father's next
barrage of slaps and verbal zings had me working the base into him.
                     "Now do him, B!"  Colby said to me, a growl
accompanying his words.  "Do him like you did me that day! Fuck his ass
hard! The bugger likes it that way!"
                    "Yeah, fuck him Brock!" Dad said to me with a snarling
smile.  "He loves this deep dicking stuff and I can't think of anyone better
to do it!"
                    "You could." I said to him, a smoldering smile spreading
on his face at this.  "I'm sure." I added, thrusting my hips forward and
setting up a pace with my dad's slapping of Kenneth's ass.
                   The guy had been well-fucked! His ass wasn't loose but he
wasn't flinching with every thrust and he wasn't screaming in pain but
writhing beneath me in some sort of intense pleasure.  I pulled back until
the head was all that was in him and waited for my dad's strong hands to
deliver their blow before slamming my cock home, deep in his hole.  Kenneth
moaned under me and Colby yelped with surprise.
                    "Hey! Easy on the teeth." He said with a hand in
Kenneth's hair, pulling on his head.  "That's it, Brock! He's loving some
dick in his ass!"
                     I groaned hard and started churning this fucker's
insides as best I could.  He gripped my dick like nothing else had and
pushed his ass back to meet every stroke!  He was right when he said he
wanted to get down to some fucking and I couldn't believe this had gone as
far as it had, already!  All I thought we were doing today was taking a
break with Dad and having some fun and it had turned into a fuck-a-thon with
Dad, Colby and a stranger we'd last seen being night-sticked by some obscure
cop on the hood of the squad car -- only to find he was my dad's boss and my
new boyfriend's ex-fuck buddy!
                  I took Kenneth's hips in my hand -- thinking if he liked it
rough, I'd give it to him.  Dad's slapping hands stopped and took his own
cock and balls in them.  Stroking one and pulling on the others, he moaned
his encouragement to me, his hairy legs rubbing the guy's sides as I began
slamming into him harder.
                  "Take it you sick perv!" I said to him.  "Swallow my cock
with your dick with your ass!!"
I began to corkscrew his hole, and dug my hands into his flesh.  I pushed
myself into him up to the pubes before slapping those red cheeks, myself.
"Did it feel good to have your ass fucked on the hood of a car?" I asked,
repeating the motion.  "Does this feel good, fuck-hole?" I asked when the
groan of acceptance came.
"Yeah it does!" Colby said as he enjoyed the fruits of my deep-fucking of
Kenneth Lehman.  "He's Hoover-ing the shit out of my prick, B! Deep-stick
this pig!"
                 I loved it when he talked like this.  Something revved in
me as he spoke, spiking my libido and pumping me up, literally!  The fact
that he had a past with this guy was in there too but I wasn't sure how this
figured in yet but seeing Colby's hair ringing itself around his shoulders
as it became damp with perspiration and that wild look coming into his eyes
told me that I was doing something right as I kept fucking as hard as I
could.
                   Kenneth began whimpering with the fucking and moaning
with the pulling of his hair Colby was inflicting and between us all, my
father was stroking his cock slowly and methodically.  I pummeled the hole
my dick found itself in and the harder I went and the deeper I pushed, the
more intensely Kenneth sucked Colby's cock.  Inside the condom, I was
precumming like a mother-fucker and I knew I was almost ready to cum.  Dad
must have seen it too because he put a hand on my shoulder to stop me and
aimed his rod at both my stomach and Kenneth's ass.
                   "On him, boy."  He said to me, breathless with need and
impending release.  "Dump that sweet stuff on his back like he likes it!"
                   Something slipped in my head...he knew Kenneth and knew him
intimately!  I did as I was told and pulled out, rolling off the condom and
stroking my juicy stick!  I moaned in unison with Colby as I saw his
shoulder flare and his right arm jerk out with orgasm and I watched as he
pulled his dick free of the mouth that brought him to release and the two of
us shot pearly hot loads at the same time!!
                   "FUCK yeah!" Kenneth said, his voice echoing in the
woods.  "Cum boys! Cum on me you hot fuckers!"
                  When we'd both hosed down each other and Kenneth, all
three of us disengaged from him.  He rolled over onto his back and propped
his arms behind his head.  Smiling widely, he looked first at my father.
                  "Your boy fucks like you do, there."  He said with a nod
toward me.  "Sorry to say I'm not going to be able to get that dick after
today."
                  "Why's that?" Dad asked, sitting down on the blanket and
stoking the fire.
                  "Promotion, my friend."
                   I looked to Colby, who also sat down and spread his legs.
  He nodded toward the "V" and indicated he wanted me there.  Going over, I
seated myself between them, careful not to crush anything delicate.  Leaning
back, I enjoyed the feeling of his arms folding around me.  Everyone of us
was thrown into gold and red light by the fire and it was then I noticed how
truly dark it had gotten.
                   "You got a promotion?" Dad asked, pulling the food he'd
been making closer.  "That's good news."
                  "Not me, bud."  Kenneth said, smiling wider.  "You.
Congratulations.  That's the other reason I came out to find you.  I heard
you closing the deal on this place and thought I'd take a look at what you'd
got yourself into so I followed you out."
                 "But what about you?" Dad asked, filling two plates and
passing them over.
                 "I'm moving to Atlanta.  Finally, I've got a shot at that
passed-ceiling job I've been after and I'm fucking taking it."
                 "You've been taking it for as long as I've known you, Ken."
  Colby quipped as he started eating, still seated behind me.  "Now, you'll
just be taking it in another town."
	"Damn right! They don't call it Hot-Lanta for nothing."
	"Hungry?" Dad asked Kenneth, offering a plate.
	"Not for food."  Kenneth replied slyly, still reclined.  "I'll wait to be
filled until you guys finish refueling."
	"So, you fucked my dad?" I piped up, then.
	"Hell no! He fucked me! It was a weekly thing -- like clockwork on Thursdays
just after the board meeting and right there on the conference table.
Pulled my pants down and screwed me senseless!"
	My father said nothing in his defense.  This was a whole other side of him
that I had no idea about.  He'd never really been that specific about his
sex life and I didn't really ask...I mean, it was my father.  Not the sort of
thing that came up at breakfast. "Gee, Dad, who'd you fuck last night?" to
which the response might be something like "Just some guy I work with." Not
the sort of father/son chat my dad and I have.  I looked at Dad and he was
looking at Kenneth.  Kenneth's hawk-eyes were watching all of us.
	"Wanna give the kids a replay of those Thursdays, Donner?"
	"You're not going to leave me alone until I do, are you?"
	"Not likely."  Kenneth responded truthfully.
	"Uh-oh," Colby whispered to me softly, his dick twitching behind me.
"Daddy's about to fuck the bad man senseless."
	"Then get the fuck over here, Lehman."  Dad said, gruffly.
	"Bet you wish he'd talk to you like that, huh, B?" Colby said, finishing
his food and putting his plate to the side.  "You'd like that, wouldn't
you?"
	I didn't answer but yes, I would.
	Kenneth was on his feet and then his knees in a proverbial flash.  Dad
leaned back on his hands, supporting himself on them while his former boss
licked and sucked at the purple head presented to him.  Dad's dick pushed a
bit at the man's head, forcing him to take more.  The choking sound was loud
and I felt my own cock jump.  It was then that Dad's head lifted and even in
the firelight, I felt his eyes on me.  He spread his legs wider and fucking
licked his lips.  He nodded to me and I got the message...he wished it was me
on his joint -- and so did I.
	"That's good." He said to no one in particular as he began to hunch against
Kenneth's mouth.  "That's real fucking good you worthless cock-sucker!"
	Kenneth moaned with every degradation my father dished out.
	"The fucker really gets his meat ready with cut-downs like that." Colby
whispered behind me, his hands rubbing my back and inching under my arms.
"He's always wanting to be talked down to like that.  The worse you cut him
down, the harder the fucker gets."
	"Why don't I fuck that hole now, dick-sleeve?"  Dad said, taking Kenneth by
the hair and pulling him onto his back.  "Spread those legs and open up."
	The man was smiling as he slid onto his back and did as my father said,
gripping his ankles.  He leaned back slowly, spreading his ass with his free
hand, fingers dipping into himself.  Dad moved between his legs and
repositioned his body so that he could look directly at me while he did
this.  I had a clear view of my father's tight torso and hips and was going
to be able to see every stroke.  Dad's hand closed around Kenneth's dick as
he put the head of his own to the hole in question.
	One good spit of mouth-juice and they were off!  The verbals were
instantaneous, it seemed.  Kenneth's stream of "fuck me" and "stud-fucker"
and the like matched my father's insults and the two of them were pounding
the shit out of each other.  My father's hands clamped onto the ankles that
he spread apart and it seemed as if he were using them as a way to get
leverage and to bury himself deeper and not as a part of a body beneath him.
  He had let Kenneth stroke his own cock and that was done in time to Dad's
fucking of his ass.
	"Fuck me, dammit!" Kenneth swore, knowing full well my father was pounding
his butt into hamburger and that he wouldn't walk right for a week.  "Fuck
me, Daddy! Fuck that sweet ass one last time!"  He goaded and my father
looked at me.
	I smiled at him -- letting him know that I would have said the same thing
were it me beneath his penile onslaught!
	"He's not going to last long." Colby said to me, nibbling my ear.  "He
never does when he's getting fucked this hard."
	Kenneth was a moaning mess under my father.  His arm flailed, hand
clutching the ground to get better leverage to push his ass toward my
father.  His legs were locked around Dad's waist and his head rocked back
and forth begging to be fucked more.  Sure to what Colby had said, Kenneth's
roar of cumming echoed through the woods and soon after, jet after jet of
white scum slashed across his chest and Dad's lower stomach!  Cum was flying
all over the two of them when Dad slipped his cock free and began hosing the
fucker with his own load!  It was hot to watch!  Dad's eyes locked with mine
as he shook the last of his stuff on Kenneth's prone body and I got the
message.  Soon -- very soon -- I was next to get this treatment.
	"Daddy's hot for you, B-boy."  Colby said to me, his dick hard and pressing
against me.  "Look at how he looks at you."
	"Uh-huh." Was all I could manage.
	"And you're hot for him too, aren't you?"  He whispered, his hand circling
my dick and urging it to hardness.  "It's alright if you are."
	"Yeah." I said as I watched Dad manhandle Kenneth into a kneeling position
so that both were facing us.  "I am."
	"It's not over yet, fucker!"  Dad said to Kenneth and I knew what he meant
as he pushed his hips forward again!  "Not by a fucking long-shot.  You came
out here for me to fuck you and that's what that man-ass is going to get --
FUCKED!"
	Dad's hands held Kenneth's ass and squeezed as he talked.  He was looking
at me the entire time and I knew what he was thinking.  He pulled the ass
apart and settled his cock into it.  Colby's mouth neared my ear and he
kissed me.
	"Let's take a walk, lover."  He said to me and I knew why he had said that.
  "They'll be plenty of time to play with Daddy."
	I stood up first, not taking my eyes off my father's.  Colby stood behind
me and took my hand, leading me away from the action going on by the fire.
Even as we were walking away, my father smiled that "you're next" smile and
I smiled my acceptance back to him before following Colby.
	The two of us walked back down to the lake and the water.  We could still
hear the fucking as we stepped into the water and waded out to where the
water came up to our waists.  We stood in the dense fog and silvery-white
moonlight for a long while, the sounds of birds and night animals creeping
into moans of "cum on me, fucker" and "drink my spunk you son of a whore"!
	"So, are you weirded out by all this?" I asked Colby, taking his hand in
mine under the water.  "I didn't expect all this to happen like this."
	"Of course you didn't." He said to me, honestly.  "And of course I'm not
wigged out by this or at you."
	I looked up at him and could tell he was telling the truth.
	"Look, I've never even seen my dad naked but he's hot enough, I'd do him."
Colby told me.  "Hell, I think if any fag-boy was ever honest with himself,
he'd have to admit to at least thinking his dad was nice-looking.  It's the
same with straight guys and their moms.  They look at their moms and maybe
think they're hot but don't say much about it cuz people will think they're
strange."
	"You've never seen your father naked?"  I asked, processing it all.
	"Nope."
	"Not once? Not by accident?"
	"I've seen him without pants on and in shorts but never naked."  Colby told
me with a shake of his head and a small splash of water to my stomach.
"He's nicely built, I'm sure but not broad like your dad."
	We stood in the moonlight for long moments, holding onto one another and
talking about the trip and stuff.  We got off onto the subject of Kenneth
Lehman and how he and Colby first met.  It was at the library, the same way
I'd met Colby but it was because unlike most guys -- he liked to read.  Colby
told me of their awkward meeting in the men's room and the fondling in front
of the sink and finally of the hook-up at the quarry where Dad and I had
seen Officer Flynn fucking the hell out of him.  When I mentioned Officer
Flynn again, Colby looked at me strangely.  When I asked him what the look
was for, he just shook his head a bit.
	"No reason, really."  He said, heading for the dock.  "I just don't
remember there being an Officer Flynn here in town."
	"Maybe he wasn't from this town."  I offered as Colby took my hand and
pulled me up and onto the dock with him.  "He could have been from a
neighboring city or county or something.  I've never paid much attention to
the police here."
	"So, what are you going to do without me for a week?"  Colby asked me when
we'd laid out on the wooden planks.
	"Are you going somewhere?"
	"I have to go up north for about three days with my mother."  He said,
rolling onto his side to face me.  "It's to see about her sister.  It
shouldn't take long but I doubt you'll be able to go with."
	"I suppose I'll have to make due on my own." I told him, fondling myself.
"When are you leaving?"
	"Two days."
	"Wow.  Mr. Short-notice."
	"That's the only thing short about me."  He said with a smile and rolled
over to kiss me.  "You have to promise that if any hot man comes onto you
while I'm gone, you jump on the chance to do him good and pay attention to
his technique so you can show me exactly how it's done when I get back."
	"You don't mind?"  I asked, stunned a bit.  "I mean, us seeing other
people?"
	"I don't want us seeing other people...but fucking a dude here and there is
another thing...it's not like you're getting married."
	"I guess."
	"You don't want to see other people?" Colby asked me.  "That's pretty
quick, don't you think?  Dating to exclusive all in less than a week?"
	"Are you seeing someone else?" I asked.  "It's alright and all but..."
	"Nope."
	I was relieved.  I didn't want an "open" relationship.  I wanted one on one
-- with maybe a third play-toy once and a while.  His answer made me smile
and I kissed him again, long and hard.  We were both getting long and hard
and this time, we took several long minutes to stoke that fire.
	When we were finished with each other and were covered in cum, we dove back
into the water and washed off.  When we were finished, we headed back up the
small incline to where we'd left Dad.  The campfire came into view first and
then the shape of someone lying close to it on their side.  As we got
closer, we saw that it was only one person -- my father.  He was sleeping
soundly and from the look of the dried patches of hair on his chest being
matted together -- well spent and cum-covered.
	"Oh, there you boys are."  Kenneth said from nearby, coming from around a
small bush.  "Your daddy's all fucked out, there."  He said, indicating dad
with a nod.  "I'm going to be going, too.  Gotta get back to the wife before
she calls the sheriff."
	"Officer Flynn?" I asked, then.
	"Hell no, boy."  He said to me, heading up the way he'd come in.  "There
isn't any Officer Flynn. Not for real, anyway.  You boys have a nice night."
	He walked slowly away from us and I stood there thinking of the guy in the
squad car.  I should have clarified what he meant but he was too far away to
think of it.  I looked down at Dad and over at the fire.  We really needed
to put it out, wake Dad and head home.  I didn't think we'd plan to camp out
here with no tent and all.  As I turned fully to face Dad, attempting to
lean over without falling, I heard Kenneth Lehman stop and I looked up.
	"Hey, Colby!" He shouted, getting my boyfriend's attention.  "Tell your dad
that Kenneth said hi and for him to drop by this week when your mom and you
are out of town.  I've been itching for that fuck-stick of his!"
	And with those final words, he was out of sight.
	I turned to Colby.
	"It makes sense." Colby said to me as he bent down to pack the stuff we'd
brought.  "Dad never stays at home while we're gone and I don't know where
he goes."
	"You mother doesn't know?"
	"She doesn't care.  They're only married on paper for tax shit."
	We packed up and woke my father.  He doused the fire and we waited for a
while so as to watch for stray sparks.  When none were seen, we headed back
to the car and were on the road soon after that.

	Pulling into Colby's driveway, he leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth
just as the car was stopping.  I kissed him back and noticed my dad looking
out the window.  He was being polite.
	"See you soon, B."  Colby said, taking his stuff and opening the door.
	"Hey there!"  Came a voice from the porch.  "Thanks for taking my son,
today!"
	"No problem!" Dad said back with a wave of his hand.  "He's no problem at
all!"
	It must have been Colby's dad.  We couldn't see much from here but Colby
hugged him as he passed by him and went on into the house.  Dad was backing
us as Colby's father was turning to go inside and I noticed he wasn't
wearing a shirt.
	"Wait." I said to dad, who stopped the vehicle.  "Look."
	As Colby's father was going into the house, I saw it!  All along Colby's
father's back was a HUGE tattoo that was brought into sight by the dim light
of the inside room.  Even as I saw what it was and was putting two and two
together, my father gave voice to what my brain was telling me at that
moment.
	"Fuck me." Dad said with a smile, aiming the car toward the road.  "Colby's
dad is the mysterious Officer Flynn who fucked our friend, Kenneth Lehman
silly that night on the road."