Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2013 16:31:00 -0800
From: lthrcigarmstr@hotmail.com
Subject: Cigar Boy, Chapter 1 (incest, urination, bdsm, and fetishes (cigars))

All characters and events in this work are fictitious.  Any resemblance to
real events or real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Though this work of fiction may contain sexual situations and/or sexual
acts between adults and minors, neither the author condones such situations
and/or acts.


Cigar Boy, Chapter 1, Adam's First Time


It was right after my 15th birthday, and I remember it like yesterday.
Back then my dad was on deployment oversees.  My mom worked hard to support
us working a lot of double shifts and over night shifts at the hospital; so
I spent most of my day at my friend's, Rob's, house.  We swam in his pool;
skate boarded at the park; and just hung out in the den watching TV and
stuff.  But when no one was home we would sneak into his brother's room and
get into his stash of porn.

"Hey Adam," Rob yelled at me.  "Look what I found.  This guy looks a lot
like you man." He said as he shoved a magazine in my face.  On the page was
a guy that looked a lot like me, blond, descent build, smooth body, and
pretty well hung.  He was getting a blow job from a blond girl.  I laughed
but I could feel my cock getting hard.

"Shit, mom's home and Eric's with her." Rob yelled.  And into the den we
ran.  If Eric had caught us in his room he would have killed us.

His mom and dad were nice enough, and his older brother was a senior in our
high school so hanging with him meant I didn't get picked on as much.  Most
nights I would stay there and have dinner with them after Mike, that's
Rob's dad, would get home from work.

Mike was what I always thought a man's man would be like.  He was big, not
fat, but stocky and muscled.  He worked at the local brewery, and you could
smell him as soon as he walked in the door.  It was a combination of beer
and cigar smoke.  I don't think I ever saw him when he wasn't either
chewing on a cigar or smoking one, and every time I saw him, I would have
to stop myself from staring at him.  The way he smoked.  The confidence he
always seemed to have.  He looked like the kind of guy that could walk up
to any woman and have them bent over before the night was done.

Rob's mom had to go out of town on a trip one week that summer.  While she
was out of town, Mike was lost when it came to feeding everyone.  His idea
of dinner was ordering pizza, grilling hamburgers or steaks on the grill in
the backyard, or anything else he could pick up on the way home.  So I was
kind of looking forward to Rob's mom coming home.

On Thursday night over dinner, Eric was all over Mike about his birthday
party.  Mike had apparently promised him a huge party for his 18th
birthday.  Eric wanted to make sure his dad had gotten all the party
supplies together and Eric was questioning Mike about his present.  All
Mike would say is that he had everything covered and that it was going to
be a great party.  Mike also told Eric to make sure that he knew all the
guys coming because he did not want it getting out of hand.

Friday night, Mike came in with a keg and soon after he got home, the
doorbell rang and it was a couple of pizzas.  Eric had invited a few of his
friends over and it was quickly becoming a frat house party.  Mike was
handing out cigars to all the guys, and was teaching classes on how to
smoke cigars.  Not all of the guys took them but I was surprised how many
did.  I guess it was like a badge of honor to smoke one.  I thought the
party would end when the keg ran out, but that's when Mike brought in
another one.

I had a beer or two, but I was more fascinated watching all the guys smoke.
Mike offered me a cigar, but I was too shy, or not drunk enough, to take
it.  Shortly after the cigars came out, it was obvious who the smokers were
and who the non-smokers were.  There were a few of the guys that looked
like they had been smoking cigars for years, Eric was among them.  So after
the first wave of guys left, more cigars came out.

I was walking around, nursing my beer and looking to see who was smoking
and who wasn't when I saw Rob on the couch talking to a couple of guys.
Rob was smoking like he had been doing it all his life.  He was smoking
better than some of the older guys he was sitting with on the couch.  He
was also drinking beer like it was water.  I was so shocked; I had never
seen this side of him before.

That was also when I heard the sounds of slapping skin on skin and the
grunts and groans of someone getting fucked pretty hard.  Of course little
could pull me away from watching all the guys smoke.  But it sounded like
someone was getting fucked really hard, so I had to look.  I turned the
corner into the den and ran into the thickest cloud of smoke I had ever
seen.  On the large screen TV in the den was a good looking blond girl on
her back, spread eagle, with a guy on top of her fucking his cock in and
out of her pussy, and there was Mike, Eric and three of his friends sitting
back watching the action while they downed more beer and smoked.

I thought I could hide there in the doorway and just watch all these guys
smoke.  I couldn't understand it.  But I was always turned on by seeing a
guy smoke a cigar, and here was five guys smoking cigars.

"Hey Adam, come here..." Mike said.  He must have seen me peaking around
the doorway.

I didn't even know he saw me, and I was scared as shit that he would see my
growing boner, so I walked behind everyone and came up behind his chair.

"Go grab me another beer."  Mike said as he handed me his empty cup, and I
was only too happy to go back to the kitchen and get out of the den.

As I worked my way to the kitchen, I noticed that there were only a couple
of people left in the rest of the house.  Most had either passed out or
left.  So I actually felt somewhat relieved that no one would see the
fucking tent in my pants.  Rob must have gone to his room because when I
went through the living room, no one was on the couch.

I got back to the den, and that girl was now on all fours, and it looked
like they were trying to get 2 cocks in her cunt at the same time.  She was
almost screaming, but the guys didn't seem to care, and Mike's eyes were
glued to the screen.

I noticed that Eric and two other guys were rubbing their cocks through
their jeans, and the other guy looked more interested in Eric's rubbing
then the action that was on the screen.  Eric and Mike looked like they had
just lit new cigars.  The other guys looked like they smoked out.

Eric's friend was really staring at Eric's crotch!  If he didn't stop
staring, he was going to get caught.  And I don't think Eric or Mike would
like a fag in their house.  But he just kept watching.  And when Eric got
up to go to the bathroom, his friend was not too far behind him.

Mike glanced over at the door as Eric's friend went through it and just
smiled.  Then he looked over at the other 2 guys.  They were still watching
the girl on the screen get fucked.  But you could see the frustration in
their faces.  Almost at the same time, they both got up and almost ran out
the door toward the bathroom.

I have to admit, I wanted to see what they were all up to.  I mean I know
that 4 guys can't all use the bathroom at the same time.  But as I headed
to the door, Mike called me again.

"Hey Adam, come over here for a minute."

I went over and sat on the sofa where Eric had been sitting.  It was the
closest seat next to Mike's easy chair.

"You didn't get much to drink, you okay?" he asked me.

"Yes Sir, I am fine, I'm not used to drinking a lot and I didn't want to
get sick and mess anything up." I told him.

"You sure you don't want a cigar?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, I am sure.  I love the smell but don't think I could handle it."

"You would be surprised.  Eric had his first cigar about the same age you
are now.  You're 16 now right?"

Really, he thought I was 16.  I think I might have smiled at him when he
said that.  But I agreed!  "Yes Sir, I am 16 now."

"I thought so.  Wow, look at this girl, she's got that cock all the way
down her throat." He said to me turning back to watch the porno.

I hadn't even noticed that the scene had changed.  But there was another
blond girl on the screen, only this time she had a black cock rammed down
her throat until the dude's balls slapped her face.

"I wish my wife could take cock like that." Mike said. "If she could we
might have 10 kids." He said as he laughed.

"I have never seen anyone that could take a cock like that.  Is that even
possible?" I asked in more amazement then anything.

"Oh hell yeah, and some bitches can even take more.  I had this one bitch
that would suck my cock so far down her throat, that I thought I was going
to see it come out her cunt." And again he laughed.

I had never seen this side of Mike before, and it almost scared me.

"Hey Mike, I need to go pee..."  And I got up and headed for the door.
"Use the bathroom off the kitchen." He said, "And grab me another beer."

He had over half a beer left, but if he wanted more, I could do that.
After all, this was the best party ever.

When I got to the bathroom, I thought my cock was going to burst.  I had to
pee so bad I hurt, but I was hard as a rock and could not get it to go
soft.  I swear it took me 10 minutes before I could piss, but when I did,
it felt amazing.  I figured that was what an orgasm must feel like.  I
mean, don't get me wrong, I jack off.  But everyone always talks about
those mind blowing orgasms and I never had one that I would call "mind
blowing".

I grabbed another glass and got Mike's beer and headed for the den.  As I
got there, I noticed that Eric was back and watching the porn again.  And
one of Eric's friends was back and getting his stuff together like he was
getting ready to leave.  As I handed Mike his drink, Eric shot me a look
and I asked if he wanted one too. "Hell Yeah" was all I got so off to the
kitchen I went again.

Back with Eric's beer I came, and there was Eric's other two friends
getting their stuff together and getting ready to leave.  I noticed that
his one friend looked like he was messed up.  I mean his hair was a mess,
and I thought he had a black shirt on earlier, but to be honest, I wasn't
sure.  And when he bent over to get his jacket, I could have sworn he had
boxers on before because he was sagging, but now I saw this little pink
string running around his waist.  I need to stop taking a sip out of all
these beers I keep grabbing.  I am going crazy.  Either that or I need to
get out of this room with all the cigar smoke.

Eric's friends left, and I was going to leave too, but Mike said he would
prefer I stay the night.  "I can't let you go home drunk and smelling like
cigars can I?  Your mom will never let you come back."

That was true enough.  Mom would throw a fit if I went home like this.  But
I needed to get out of here.  I needed to jack off.  I needed to get my
head straight.

"Come over here and let me show you how to really smoke a cigar." Mike
said.  "He can't smoke a cigar dad, he's only 15.  And he hasn't even had a
beer all night.  I've been watching." Damn Eric.

"That true boy?" Mike looked at me like I had killed his dog or something.
"He I bring home a couple of kegs, a box of cigars, and let you guys party
like real men and you pussied out on me? I thought you were part of this
family!"

Eric was laughing.  I thought I was going to piss my pants.  And Mike
grabbed me and pulled me toward him and spun me around so I was looking
into his face.  "You do want to be part of this family, don't you Adam?"

I have never thought about it.  But yeah, I did.  I wanted to be treated
like a man.  And I wanted to know what actually having a dad felt like,
since my dad been on deployment most of my life.  Rob and I used to joke
about being brothers.  So yeah, I did want to be part of this family.

"Yes Sir, I want to be part of your family." I said.  Although in truth I
think it was more like a whisper.

Then go grab 3 beers and get your ass back here.

I got back to the den and there was yet another girl on the big screen tv
getting fucked.  This one was on all fours with about 10 guys standing
around her and one fucking her hard.  Mike was leaning back in his chair,
and Eric was kicked back on the couch, but he had moved to the middle.

I handed Mike his beer, then Eric his and went to sit on the far side of
the couch, but Mike pointed at the seat where Eric had been sitting and so
I knew that's where he wanted me.  Mike raised his glass and made a toast
welcoming me to the family.  Then we all took a drink.  Then Eric made a
toast, a lot like the one his dad just made, and we drank some more.  Then
they told me to make a toast and so I did and we all took another drink.
In a matter of minutes, my glass was empty and for the first time Eric
offered to get me another beer.

Fuck it, why not.

"Thanks Eric." I said and off he went into the kitchen.

"Look at that bitch, I bet she has had 10 cocks already and there is a line
to get in her cunt.  You have fucked a girl before haven't you Adam?"

Oh shit. Do I lie or tell him the truth. "Oh yeah I have. I have had a lot
of pussy." I lied.

"Really?" Mike said.

"Well I have fucked a pussy before, almost, I got to play with her tits."

"That's not fucking that second base." laughed Eric who must have been
standing behind me.  "Here's your beer."

I took it from him and took a sip and tried to play it off.  So I looked
over at Mike who had 2 cigars in his hand.  "Take one and give one to
Eric." He said, no he commanded.  And like the scared boy I was, I did it
without question.  Once I gave Eric his cigar, Mike handed me a cutter type
thing.

"Take the end and snip it.  Eric, show him how." And with that Eric took
this thing out of my hand and opened it up with his finger and thumb, then
put the end of the cigar into it and snapped it closed.  The end was cut
really fast and clean.  And all I could do was watch and marvel at how well
he did that.  "Here, hand me yours."

Next thing I know Eric is holding the lighter and telling me to turn the
cigar and suck the smoke into my mouth.  "Don't inhale it, just suck the
smoke into your mouth." And so I did.  Or at least I tried to but somehow I
ended up sucking that smoke right into my lungs and started coughing. "I
told you he can't smoke dad! He's too much a pussy like Rob."

"He can do it.  I have been watching him all night watch you boys smoking.
Not only can he do it, he wants to do it, to show me he's part of the
family.  Don't you Adam?"

"Yes Sir. Please just give me another chance Eric."

"Okay now turn the cigar in your mouth to get the end lit. Yeah that's
better. You've got it now, just keep sucking on it" It had never felt so go
to hear someone say I was doing a good job.

"Now you hold the lighter for Eric." Mike said. And so I did. And he lit
his cigar like he had been doing it his whole life. Constantly blowing
smoke in my face as he puffed, and looking at me, almost like he knew
something I didn't. Then Eric took the lighter from me and handed it to his
dad, our dad I guess I should say.  And Mike, I mean dad, lit his cigar
too, also blowing the smoke toward me.

Eric came around the couch and sat back down, spreading out like he was and
turning his attention to the porno again.  Mike sorta half watched the
porno and half watched me tell me to take a puff and keep the cigar lit.
Have a swig of the beer, it will make the cigar taste better, and stuff
like that.

I only had about a third of the cigar smoked and my head was spinning.  I
also noticed that I was so fucking horny, even worse than before.  And now
there was a big football player looking guy on the screen getting a bj from
this girl while smoking a cigar.  He was actually smoking a cigar while
getting a blow job.  That was so hot.  I was so fucked up, and so into the
movie I didn't even notice for a few minutes that Mike and Eric both had
their cocks out and were slowly stroking themselves.

Oh my fucking god.  They were huge. Mike had to be 10+ and Eric only about
an inch shorter.  And they were both thick.  Their cocks were bigger than
the cigars. And there they sat, stroking and playing with these monsters,
smoking cigars, and watching this football player fuck this cheerleader up
the ass now.

"Eric, you got your girlfriend in that ass yet?" Dad asked.  "No she's too
much of a prude for anything like that, most the time she's complaining
about me fucking too hard.  And she hates the smell of cigars."

"Get the fuck rid of her." Mike said "There is plenty of tail out there for
a big cock."

"I know dad, but she gives the best head.  And I love giving her a wet spot
during lunch. I lost count how many pairs of her panties I have ripped."
They both laughed and I laughed too just to try to fit in.

"You remember that one girl I used to date, Lisa?" Eric asked dad.  "Oh
hell yeah, she had a tight ass on her." Mike answered.  And then I
realized, they had both fucked her. "Wait you both fucked her?" I asked.

"Yeah she loved getting 2 cocks at the same time." Eric answered and Mike
just sat there stroking and smoking.  And all I could do is stare at it.

I didn't even realize until I felt his hand on my cock that Eric was
touching me.  And then I felt like I couldn't do anything to stop it.

"You like that Adam?" Mike asked. "You like having your big brother stroke
your cock?"

I was so horny, and I couldn't say anything or stop it.  I wanted to stop
it, or at least I think I wanted to stop it.  Please stop it. Please. "Yes
Sir, I do."

Eric kept stroking me, and dad would tell me to suck on the cigar, not to
let it go out. And my head was spinning.  And then I felt a hand working
down my pants, onto my ass.  Mike had stood up and gotten next to me and
put his hand on my ass.  And as much as I wanted to scream, all I could do
was moan.

I don't remember who got my pants off me, or who pulled up my shirt, but I
was aware that I was the only one in the room naked.  Dad's cock was
hanging out of his pants, near my face. And Eric's cock was hard and
leaking all over my leg as he stroked my cock.  But that was not a hand on
my cock.  Oh god, he was sucking my cock.

Dad took my cigar from me telling me he had better before I burned myself.
I could have cared less, I was getting a blowjob.  My first blowjob and it
felt so good.

It felt so good that when Eric slipped a finger in my ass I almost cried.
And then I came.  I came so hard and so long that I knew this was that mind
blowing orgasm that everyone was talking about.  But I wanted more.

"Please fuck me." Who just said that? It sounded like me.  But I'm not gay.

"Please fuck me." I did say it.

"Eric, I think this bitch is ready." Dad said. "I told you I would get you
a cherry for your birthday.  Now why don't you pop it wide open?"

Eric took my legs and pulled them up and handed them to dad.  Then he took
his cigar and started blowing smoke on my ass.  I wanted to scream.  I
wanted to run.  But I also wanted to feel like I belonged to dad.

Eric took a few minutes and played with my ass.  He put something really
cold on it, and in it.  And then he stood up and smiled at me.  It was such
a nice smile.  Little did I know it was not meant for me.

"Do it son, teach the bitch how the men in this family fuck.  Pop his
cherry. And show him what life is going to be like from now on."

It was all so surreal.  I could feel him pushing at my ass.  But I
couldn't, or didn't want to stop it. And Mike, I mean dad, had a look of
pure lust in his eyes.  Eric took his cigar and started puffing on it,
blowing it in my face.  Dad kept telling him to do it.  And then it
happened.  He pushed in me so hard and so deep I think I passed out.  Or
maybe I just wished I had.

Eric had this smug look on his face as he pumped in and out of my ass.  He
was pulling his cock almost out of my ass, then slamming it balls deep back
in. He looked like those guys I saw on the pornos all night, like he was
there to get off and for no other reason.  He kept slamming into me.  Not
even trying to be gentle.  He fucked me like those girls on tv, like a
whore.  And what was worse was the fact to some degree I liked it.  I
wanted it.

In and out of my ass his cock slid.  There were times when he would get as
deep as he could and then thrust up against me even harder like he was
trying to break through my ass and right into me.  And then there were
times when he would pull all the way out, line up and slam back in.  Over
and over he fucked my ass.  He fucked it like he owned it.

Dad was egging Eric on.  Telling him what a stud he had become, and how
good he looked fucking the bitch while smoking.  And that's when I
realized, I was the bitch. I think I actually started to cry.  But Dad was
standing over me now, holding my legs, keeping them spread for Eric.  And
his cock was hanging down right in my face.

"Suck dad's cock bitch."  And I did.  What was I doing?  I had dad's cock
in my mouth.  And it was growing fast.  What do I do now?  Oh god what is
happening to me?  What have I become?

SLAP...

"Suck my cock bitch. You heard the birthday boy!" Dad just slapped me.  And
so I started to suck like those girls on the pornos.  I stuck my tongue out
a little and tried to slurp his cock into my mouth.  But as soon as I
opened my mouth, dad forced his cock half way down my throat.  I wanted him
to enjoy it, and I guess he did because he started moaning just like Eric
was.  But apparently I was not that good at sucking him off because before
long dad was fucking my mouth with almost the same force as Eric was
fucking my ass.

"I think we have a new bitch." Eric told dad.

"I think your right." I heard dad say.

And with that they fucked me, both holes at the same time.  Eric would ram
my ass and it would force me forward onto dad's cock.  Then dad would drive
his cock even farther down my throat and that would cause me to slide down
on Eric's cock.  My ass was burning, my throat was sore and I felt like I
was getting sick, but it didn't matter.  I was not going to be able to stop
this.  And I wasn't even sure I wanted too.

This kept going until I heard Eric moan and grunt and then I felt it.
Something warm was filling my ass.  He was cumming in me.  Oh god, he was
cumming in my ass.  And that set dad off too.  Already lodged deep in my
throat, dad's cum shot straight into my stomach and there was nothing I
could do to stop it.

I had been used just like a slut in a porno, and now the question was what
do I do next.  Do I run?  Do I tell someone?  Do I accept it?  What do I
do?

That's when dad slapped my ass and told me to follow him.  Like an animal
unable to make a decision for myself, I did.  I followed him to his room.
I got in his bed and felt him get in behind me.  Then I felt him hold me
and pull me tight into his chest. He squeezed me tight and started
whispering into my ear about what a good time we are going to have
together, and how I was going to love it being his new bitch boy.

I was almost asleep when I felt his cock getting hard.  I tried to pretend
I was sleeping but that did not seem to matter.  Dad's cock slipped into my
ass pretty easy.  It must have been all of Eric's cum that was still up in
me.  And then he started fucking me.  He was surprisingly gentle.
Especially compared to the way Eric had fucked me.  He held me close to
him, stroking my ass with his cock.  I wanted to turn around and look at
him but I couldn't because he was holding me so tight.

But just then I got my wish.  Dad pulled out of me.  Put me on my back and
pulled my legs up, and then sunk his cock back into me.  I was looking up
at him, and he was looking at me.  He started to really fuck me harder now.
The bed was knocking against the wall.  And as sore as my ass was, I didn't
want this to ever stop.  He looked me right in my eyes and asked me if I
enjoyed getting fucked.  I knew what I wanted to say, but all I could do
was moan.

"That's a good little bitch boy.  Just open that ass and let daddy fuck
it."  And that is what I did.  I let him fuck me.  I lay there, looking up
at him.  And I felt so good.  He must have fucked me for 30 minutes or
longer.  And all the time he was asking me if I liked it.  And telling me
what a good little bitch boy I was becoming.  And most importantly he kept
telling me how good I made him feel.

And that's when I decided what I was going to do.  I was going to be his
bitch boy, because I wanted to feel just like this; safe, content, and
wanted.  Just as I made my mind up, daddy started fucking me harder and
then came in me.

He pulled out of my ass, turned me back on my side, and that's how I feel
asleep.  Cum was dripping out of my ass.  And dad was holding me so tight
against his chest, I could not move if I wanted to.

END OF CHAPTER ONE



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