Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 17:05:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: COACH.ED part 19
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COACH.ED
Part 19
I told Carl at Marc's first poker night that I would
try to make up for lost time, and I did just that. When we
got up the next day, Mom made breakfast for us all. Matt
took a tray to his mother in her room while the rest of us
ate around the kitchen table. Mom put out a good spread for
breakfast and it was nice to have a normal `family' meal for
a change. After we ate, Matt went in to get his mother's
tray and then helped my Mom do the dishes. Then Mom, Matt,
Marc and I all piled in the car and headed out to the farm.
Dad was out in the fields with Chuck, it was getting
close to harvest. Matt helped Mom in the kitchen as she
started work on dinner while Marc and I settled down to
watch TV. Matt loved to cook and liked hanging out in the
kitchen with my Mom. When Dad and Chuck came in for Dinner
and we all sat down at the table Mom was praising Matt and
pointing out everything on the table he helped with. Dad
told Matt he was impressed and then told him that I had been
useless in the kitchen, and most everyplace else on the farm
as a kid. Dad told me it was good to see Matt wasn't
following in my footsteps.
Matt didn't realize Dad was making fun and he defended
me, saying he wanted to be just like me. Marc piped up with
a squeaky little `me too' and we all had a good laugh while
Dad explained to Matt that he had just been giving me a hard
time in fun.
After Dinner Matt started to help mom clear the table
and was ready to help with the dishes again, but she shooed
him away and told him his time would be better spent with
the `men folk'. She looked around the room and said, "I
thought the purpose of this visit was to spend the afternoon
at the swimming hole. Now you all scoot and give me some
peace and quiet."
Dad jumped up from the table and said, "We'd best get
out of here boys, before she changes her mind and pull's out
her honey do list."
Marc was the first out the door running, headed toward
the swimming hole. We all followed and caught up with him
in a few minutes. Matt asked about `uncle' Coach and Chuck
said he expected Coach was already at the swimming hole
waiting for us. When we got there Coach was already there.
He'd brought his own lunch out there, a couple of blankets,
some towels and a cooler full of beer and soda. Coach was
sitting on one of the blankest, leaning back against the
cooler sucking on a beer when we walked up. It looked like
he'd just gone for a swim, there were droplets of water in
the hair on his chest and wet foot prints on the blanket.
Marc was already naked, he'd stripped out of his clothes
while we were walking and I was now carrying them for him.
When Marc caught sight of Coach he ran over to him,
jumped in his lap and wrapped his arms around Coach's neck.
Coach wrapped one arm around Marc, holding his beer away
from him trying not to spill any and kissed Marc on top of
his head. Marc sat squirming in coach's lap, babbling to
Coach about all kinds of things, the way little kids do.
When the rest of us caught up to him and were standing
around the blanket Matt started peeling off his clothes and
was bare ass before Dad, Chuck and I even had our shirts
off. Coach was listening to Marc babble and watching Matt
strip; when I leaned down to untie my shoes, I saw Coach's
prick growing and getting hard, poking out from under Marc's
squirming little butt.
Coach caught me watching his prick and reached down to
adjust it. I looked up at him and told him, "Be careful
with that thing old man; I don't think the butt squirming
around on it is ready for it. His big brother, on the other
hand, can take all you've got to give, anywhere you want to
put it."
Dad laughed and said, "So Matt really is just like his
Daddy?"
Matt answered the question by pushing Marc off of
Coach's lap and getting down on his hands and knees between
coach's legs to suck Coach's now fully hard prick into his
throat. Marc stood up and looked around to see that the
rest of us had stripped out of our clothes. Marc was
standing closest to Chuck, so he stepped over to him,
surveyed his hardening prick, wrapped his hands around it
and pulled the tip to his mouth. Dad watched the whole
thing, turned to me and raised his eyebrows. I shrugged my
shoulders and said, "He got his first taste of prick and
scum a few days ago; now he's hooked.
Dad said the same thing Arthur had said, "Like father
like sons."
I told Dad that Matt loves to get fucked and invited
him to take the first ride of the afternoon. Dad got on his
knees behind Matt and spit on his hole. When Dad started
working a finger into Matt's hole, I told him not to bother.
He looked up at me with a question on his face and I told
him, "Just spit on your prick and ram it into his hole, he
likes it rough."
Dad shrugged his shoulders and did what I had told him.
When he rammed his prick balls deep into Matt's hole Matt
just moaned around Coach's prick and pushed back towards
Dad's prick with his butt. I took the beer out of Coach's
hand and told him to get up on his knees so he could fuck my
boy's face. Once Coach and Dad were going at Matt from
either end it looked to me that they were taking it easy in
fear of hurting the little guy. I urged them to pound hard
and make the boy happy. They started to really go at it and
I could tell Matt was enjoying it.
Chuck was watching Dad and Coach fuck Matt between them
while Marc continued to suck and lick the head of Chuck's
now fully hard prick. Chuck's prick was starting to ooze
slime and Marc was eagerly lapping it up. Chuck told me he
didn't think he'd ever seen a boy who liked getting pounded
that hard by two big pricks. Chuck said that he was
flashing back in his head to Dad and Joe fucking him between
them out here when he was a kid, but as he remembered it
they never pounded into him like Dad and Coach were pounding
into Matt. Chuck's voice trailed off and then he was
pumping Marc's mouth full. Marc didn't need to be told to
swallow; he didn't want to loose a drop.
After Chuck fed Marc his load, I pulled Chuck over next
to Matt, kicked his feet apart on the blanket and bent him
over. Marc came over and started to lick and suck on my
prick. I spat into Chuck's hole and worked my spit in with
a couple of fingers while Marc was getting his own spit and
some of Chucks scum on the head of my prick. I took my
prick from Marc's mouth, put the head up to Chuck's hole and
pushed in. Once I'd started fucking, Coach leaned down
toward Chuck and Chuck leaned over to put his mouth over
Coach's nipple. Chuck started sucking on Coach's nipple
like a baby and Coach started pounding even harder into
Matt's face.
When Coach froze in place, pulled Chucks face tight to
his chest and hissed at Matt that he was an even better
cocksucker than his Daddy, Matt arched his back and moaned,
telling me he was spraying the blanket with his own scum
while he was sucking Coach's scum down his throat. Next,
Dad threw his head back and grunted while he continued
pounding in and out of Matt's hole and I knew he was
breeding that hole, but good. I was right behind him,
pumping my scum in Chuck's hole.
Marc had crawled under Chuck to suck on his prick some
more. When I pulled my prick from Chuck's hole, Marc
scooted forward between Chuck's legs and started to lick and
suck my prick clean. Matt had pulled his head up off of
Coach's prick to catch his breath, but Dad still had his
prick buried in Matt's hole. Dad looked over to watch Marc
sucking the scum from my prick and said, "Your Daddy's
right; you're hooked on it, aren't you?. Don't worry, baby
boy, we'll keep making more for you."
After Marc had my prick clean, Dad pulled out of
Matt's hole and turned to Marc for the same treatment.
Chuck hunkered down behind Matt and started sucking Dad's
scum from his hole. When Marc had Dad's prick cleaned up he
buried his face between Chuck's cheeks. I thought back to
him doing the same to Matt the other night and how, at the
time, I thought he had been eating Arthur's and my scum. I
now realized that Matt's hole had been bred not only by
Arthur and me, but also by four strangers in the park that
night before Arthur brought Matt home.
Once Chuck had Matt's hole cleaned out he pried Marc
off his own hole and we all headed for the water. Marc
didn't know how to swim yet, so he splashed around at the
edge for a while the rest of us swam across the swimming
hole and back. We stopped in water deep enough for Dad,
Coach, Chuck and Me to stand with the water about chest
height. Matt had to tread water to hang with us, after a
while he got tired so he swam up behind me, wrapped his legs
around my waist and hung his arms over my shoulder. Marc
was getting bored so Dad went and got him, he came back out
to us with Marc sitting on his shoulders.
Coach asked about how poker night went and you'd have
thought someone pulled a cord on Matt like a Chatty Cathy
Doll. He was telling everybody what happened blow by blow
and I could feel his hard little prick stabbing me in the
back the whole time. Coach asked about the other kid there
the men were using and I told him who it was. Coach said he
wasn't surprised, even though he wasn't in the locker room
with the boys at school anymore, there were a few Coach
couldn't help but peg as pussy boys, and that kid was one of
them. Coach asked if the boy's Daddy was at poker night.
When I told him he wasn't Chuck wondered out loud how they
found him.
I started by explaining what Arthur had told me about
cruising the park and the Bus station for boys. That led
into telling all about Arthur Bringing Matt to the garage
the other night. Matt took over and told all about what
went on in the park restroom before Arthur brought him home.
I prompted Matt to then tell about his first experience in
the park. While Mat was talking he started teasing and
pinching my nipples. By the time he'd finished the story I
was ready to start round two.
I turned towards shore and walked out of the swimming
hole with Matt hanging on my back. When I reached the
blanket I lifted Matt up over my head and then set him down
on his feet. I kicked Matt's feet apart and bent him over,
just as I'd done with Chuck earlier, but to fuck Matt I had
to get down on my knees between his legs. I pushed down on
Matt's butt, making him bend his knees a little to line the
head of my prick up with his hole and then rammed into him.
I rammed in so hard it knocked Matt forward, but he
stuck his arms out to catch himself then pushed his hole
back on my prick. I held still for a minute while Matt
rocked back and forth, fucking his hole on my prick. Then
Dad, Marc still riding on his shoulders, stepped up in front
of Matt and fed him his prick. I took over the fucking at
my end and started to pound into Matt's hole while Dad
rocked back and forth on his feet fucking Matt's face.
Marc leaned over Dad's head, wrapping his arms under
Dad's chin, and watched as our pricks sawed in and out of
his brother. I looked at him up there and thought he looked
like some kind of hat with a chin-strap on Dad's head. It
also looked to me as though Marc was humping the back of
Dad's head. Dad later confirmed that Marc was humping his
hard prick (already bigger than his brother's) into Dad's
neck the whole time he and I were fucking Matt.
Coach had Chuck on his hands and knees on the blanket
fucking his hole while they both watched Dad and Me fucking
Matt. When Dad was getting close he told me he wanted us to
pump Matt full together. I told him I was close and that he
knew what to do when he was ready. A few minutes later, Dad
let go of Marc's legs and reached out to pinch my nipples.
A few seconds of that and I was pumping my scum in Matt's
hole while Dad pulled back to fill Matt's mouth. Matt
sucked and swallowed three times, then pushed his face down
on Dad's spent prick to take it into his throat and suck out
the last few drops. Matt took Dad's entire prick, which was
almost as big as mine, and stayed with his nose pressed into
Dad's bush until he pulled back and Dad's soft prick popped
out.
In the mean time Dad had put Marc down on the ground.
Marc scrambled over to me and pushed me away from Matt.
When my slimy prick slid out of Matt's hole, Marc went right
to work on it with his mouth. Once Matt was free of Dad's
and my pricks, Matt dropped to his knees and put his head on
the blanket in front of him. Dad Bent down and picked Matt
up, turned him ninety degrees and set him down in front of
Chuck. Chuck put his head down and started to tongue Matt's
hole while Coach started to pump Chuck's hole full. When
Coach pulled out of Chuck's hole he came over to let Marc
clean him up. Chuck flipped Matt over on his back, squatted
over Matt's face and lifted Matt's hole up to his face.
Chuck resumed tonguing Matt's hole while Matt sucked the
scum seeping out of Chuck's.
After a few minutes, Chuck climbed off of Matt and got
on his knees behind him. When Chuck put his prick into
Matt's hole and started fucking, Marc climbed on top of Matt
and sucked Matt's prick into his mouth. Marc looked like a
frog on top of Matt. He was lying with his chest on Matt's
belly, his knees were drawn up and his toes were digging
into the blanket while his heals were pressed into Matt's
armpits.
Chuck was looking down into Matt's face and when he saw
Matt open his eyes Chuck nodded his head towards Marc's butt
and told Matt to lift his head. Matt lifted his head off
the ground and saw Marc's hole right in front of his face.
Matt reached up with his hands and pulled Marc a little
closer to his face so he could stick out his tongue and
start licking Marc's hole. Marc pulled off of Matt's prick
and twisted his head to see what was going on back there but
couldn't, so he went back to sucking Matt's prick and pushed
his butt back towards Matt's tongue a little more.
Matt kept licking Marc's hole, even poking the tip in a
little bit, until he dropped his head back to the ground and
told Marc to get ready to swallow. Marc had pushed back so
far to enjoy Matt's tongue that he barely had the head of
Matt's prick in his mouth when Matt started to shoot. Marc
started swallowing, pulling just a little more of the head
into his mouth. It seemed like Matt shot into Marc's mouth
for two or three minutes. When he was about halfway
through, Chuck slammed into him and bred his hole.
Matt was still pumping scum into his baby brother's
mouth after Chuck's balls were drained. Chuck waited and
didn't pull out of Matt's hole until Marc had sucked the
last drops out of Matt's prick and let it drop out of his
mouth. Chuck quickly pulled his prick out of Matt's hole
and fed it to Marc. Once Marc had licked and sucked Chuck's
prick clean Chuck lifted Matt's butt higher in the air, put
his face down and started tonguing the boy's hole again.
When Chuck lifted Matt's butt in the air, Marc slid down to
rest his butt on Matt's chin. Matt stuck out his tongue and
continued to lick Marc's hole and push the tip of his tongue
in and out while Chuck was doing the same thing to him.
<<<<<<<>>>>>>>
Coach was standing with Dad and me, watching Chuck and
my boys. Coach was slowly pulling on his prick, which was
full hard again. I told Coach that since he was the only
man in the family who hadn't bred Matt's hole yet, it must
be his turn. Chuck lifted his face from Matt's hole and told
Coach, "Get your dick over here, old man, and let me get it
ready for this boy's hole."
Coach stepped up beside them and Chuck turned his head
to suck Coach's prick into his mouth. Once Chuck had
Coach's prick slick with spit the two of them switched
places and Coach started fucking Matt's hole. Marc stayed
put, watching Coach's prick pounding into Matt's hole while
Matt worked more and more of his tongue up into Marc's hole.
Coach had already pumped out a couple of loads, and
Matt's hole had been well fucked over the past twenty four
hours, so Coach was a long time in coming. By the time
Coach slammed up against Matt's ass to breed the boy's hole,
Matt had nearly all of his tongue up inside Marc's hole and
Marc was squirming around on it. Marc was enjoying Matt's
tongue so much that when Coach pulled out of Matt's hole and
his scummy prick was just a few inches in front of Marc's
face, he didn't even notice it.
Coach put his hand on the back of Marc's head and
pulled him forward. Marc opened his mouth and sucked the
head of coach's prick in while Coach reached down and
wrapped one hand around each of Marc's thighs. Coach
straightened his back and lifted Marc up off of Matt's
tongue. Matt raised up and tried to keep tonguing Marc's
hole, but Coach told him to scoot out of the way. When the
blanket was clear beneath Marc, Coach set him down on his
knees. The whole time this went on Marc kept sucking and
licking scum off of Coach's prick.
Coach told Matt to get on his knees behind Marc and
then said, "It's up to your Daddy, but I think your baby
brother is ready for more then your tongue in his hole."
Matt looked up at me and I told him it was OK, but I
warned him to take it easy and stop if Marc told him too.
Coach took over from there; he always did like to direct the
action. Coach told Matt to spit on his prick a few times
and slick it up then put the head up to Marc's hole. Once
Matt was in position Coach told him to spit again, right on
Marc's hole. Coach then leaned down and whispered into
Marc's ear, telling him to pretend he was trying to push out
a poop. Coach than looked back at Matt and told him to press
into Marc's hole.
I held my breath for a moment as I watched Matt
grab Marc's hips and start to push forward. The head
slipped inside and Marc moaned. Coach whispered in his ear
again and I watched as Matt's prick sank slowly into his
baby brother's hole. When Matt was all the way in and he
was pressed up against Marc's butt Coach told him to hold
still and wait a while. Marc still had his mouth on Coach's
prick and was sucking like he used to suck on the nipple of
a baby bottle. Coach cooed in Marc's ear, rubbed the small
of his back then gave Matt the go ahead to pull out. When
Matt's prick was almost all of the way out of Marc's hole
Coach told Matt to spit on it again before pushing back in.
Each time Matt pulled back Coach had him add more spit until
Matt's prick was sliding in and out of Marc's hole nice and
easy.
Marc started to push back on Matt's prick a little and
Coach told Matt to fuck a little faster. Matt hunched over
his baby brother and started to fuck faster. I was watching
so intently, I hadn't been aware I'd started pulling on my
own hard prick. I looked around and saw that Dad, Chuck and
I were standing close to the boys and all three of us were
jerking our pricks. Matt didn't last long, after just a
minute or two of fucking I could see he was going to pop any
second. Coach leaned forward and told him to let go and
breed his baby brother's hole.
When he heard that, Matt threw his head back and
groaned; we all knew he was pumping his scum as deep as he
could push into Marc's hole. At the same time I heard Coach
make a funny gurgling sound in his throat and looked down to
see Marc franticly sucking and swallowing as Coach fed him
his load. That's when Dad, Chuck and I all let loose and
sprayed my boys with scum.
After everyone was through shooting, we caught our
breath for a moment then Daddy picked Matt up, I picked Marc
up and we all ran into the water.
<<<<<<<>>>>>>>
We splashed around in the water for a bit to rinse the
scum and sweat off then went back to the blanket. Coach
handed out towels; we all dried off and sat down. We all
had something to drink, then got dressed and said our
goodbyes. Coach and Chuck took the cooler, blanket and
towels and headed for their place while the rest of us
headed for super at home with Mom.
When we sat down to eat, both boys were pretty quiet
and Marc didn't eat very much. Mom commented on how tired
the boys seemed and Dad said they had worn themselves out
swimming. When Mom commented on Marc's uncharacteristic
lack of appetite I told her that Coach had brought along a
cooler with drinks and snacks and Marc had made a pig of
himself. Mom admonished Marc about filling up on junk food
and Matt giggled. Mom told him she didn't understand what
he thought was funny.
Dad changed the subject quick by asking if we might
spend the night, maybe go back to the swimming hole tomorrow
and continue teaching Marc how to swim. Both boys perked up
and started to beg me to let them stay and go to the
swimming hole again the next day. Mom asked me about their
mother and I told her it would be OK; she didn't much care
if we were at home or not.
After Supper, Matt helped Mom clear the table and do
the dishes. By the time they joined us in the living room
to watch TV; Marc was curled up in my lap already fast
asleep. We watched TV until I noticed Matt drifting off and
I took both boys to my old room with me. There was no guest
room so the boys and I had to share my old bed.
When we got to the room Matt asked about PJ's and I
told him since we hadn't planned on spending the night I
hadn't packed anything so we would have to sleep in our
underwear. I stripped Marc down to his briefs While Matt
took his own clothes off. I took Marc into the bathroom
while Matt climbed into the bed. I stood Marc in front of
the toilet, pulled his briefs down, aimed hi prick at the
toilet and told him to pee. Without even opening his eyes
Marc peed on command; when he was through I shook the last
few drops off and pulled up his briefs.
Now I had to piss (hearing someone else's piss hit the
water always does that) so I laid Marc down on the floor,
hauled out my prick and started. The door opened halfway
and Matt slipped in, stepped up next to me and pissed into
the toilet along with me. When we were done I picked Marc
up and the three of us went back to the bedroom. I put Marc
in the bed on the far side; He curled up on his side, facing
the wall. Matt climbed in and scooted up behind Marc,
spooning him. I looked at them while I stripped down to my
boxers and thought how odd it was that Matt was so little
for a 13 year old and Marc was so big for a five year old
that they looked to be no more than two or three years apart
in age. I turned off the light and Climbed in behind Matt,
wrapping myself around both my boys.
I drifted off to sleep listening to the two of them
breathe. Sometime in the middle of the night though, I woke
up to find Matt squeezing my hard prick. My prick was
sticking out of the fly of my boxers and Matt was reaching
around behind himself squeezing it in his hand. When Matt
let go of my prick, climbed under the covers and took me in
his mouth I tried to pretend I was still asleep. It wasn't
long before he was sucking my prick into his throat and
pushing his nose toward my balls.
I gave up trying to pretend I was asleep; I threw the
covers back and stretched my legs out straight to give the
boy better access. Matt continued to do his best to deep
throat my entire prick while I pulled his briefs off and
started to play with his hole. I realized Marc was awake
when he pulled my hand away from Matt's butt and buried his
face in there. Matt was moaning around my prick, and then
he pulled off, flipped around and turned over. Matt put his
hole to the head of my prick then pushed down on it. I
pushed in and started fucking.
Marc started sucking Matt's prick and I did the same to
him as I'd done to Matt, I pulled his briefs off and started
fingering his hole. Matt asked me if he could fuck Marc
again. Before I could answer Marc was getting himself in
position. I helped move Marc into place while Matt aimed
his prick at Marc's hole. Once they were in position, my
fucking into Matt's hole pushed Matt's prick into Marc's
hole.
It was the middle of the night and we were still half
asleep so it was a long slow fuck. I kept pushing in and
out of Matt's hole, which was making him do the same to
Marc, until I felt Matt pumping into his brother's hole.
The squeezing of Matt's hole with every shot Made me let
loose and breed Matt's hole while he was still pumping into
Marc. I wrapped my arms around both my boy's and hugged
them tight, pulling Marc down onto Matt's prick and Matt
down onto mine and we all drifted back to sleep.
It was still dark out when Dad gently shook me awake.
I asked him what time it was and he told me it was around
4:30. I asked what was wrong and he told me there was
nothing wrong; he just wanted to get his chores done before
breakfast so he could spend the morning at the swimming hole
with me and the boys. I asked if he was waking me up to
help him with his chores; he laughed and said he wouldn't
pry us apart for that.
I realized then that we were in the same position we'd
gone to sleep in; Marc was curled up into a ball, Matt was
curled around him and I was curled around Matt with both
boys wrapped in my arms. Dad reached down and grabbed the
hard prick sticking out of his boxers and said, "I was
looking for some help with this."
Marc woke up at that point; he wiggled out and got up
on his knees to see his Grampa. When he saw his Grampa's
prick he leaned forward and sucked the head into his mouth.
Marc was sucking on Dad's prick when Matt woke up to find
Marc's hard prick poking in his face. Matt sucked Marc's
prick into his mouth and started bobbing back and forth on
it. My prick started to wake up and get hard. The head was
still lodged in Matt's hole, so as it grew it pushed on in.
I started fucking in and out. Dad put one hand on the
back of Marc's head and helped Marc take more of his
Grampa's prick into his mouth. Dad's other hand went to
Marc's butt and a finger found it's way into Marc's hole.
Dad let out a low whistle and said, "It feels like your
brother bred this hole again last night."
I told Dad we had a sleepy fuck in the middle of the
night. Dad said that he thought something would happen with
the three of us sharing my old bed, just like when Chuck and
I shared it when Chuck visited years ago. Dad seemed to be
in a bit of a hurry; He fucked as much of his prick as he
could into Marc's sucking mouth until he fed Marc his load
and then tucked his prick in his boxers and headed out the
door.
Marc pulled his prick out of Matt's mouth and settled
back into the bed pushing his hole towards Matt's prick.
Once again I helped Marc move into place while Matt aimed
his prick at Marc's hole and we settled into another long
slow fuck until Matt bred his brother's hole and I Bred
Matt's hole before we all dozed off again.
It was the smell of breakfast that woke us all up a few
hours later. I told Matt and Marc to put their briefs back
on and the three of us hurried across the hall into the
bathroom. We crowded around the toilet and pissed together.
I saw that the front of my boxer's was stained with dried
scum. When I checked the boys I saw that both of them had
leaked some on the backs of their briefs. I still had an
old robe hanging in my room; that would cover me up enough
for breakfast, but I knew my mother would think it odd if
the boy's came to the table fully dressed. I hurried the
boys back into my room, put on the robe and went to Mom's
and Dad's room. I found two of Dad's T-shirts and took them
to the boys. Dad's T-shirta hung down almost to Matt's
knees and past Marc's. I have too admit, they looked cute,
and the T-shirts covered up their scum stained briefs.
When we got to the kitchen Dad was already at the table
drinking coffee. He saw the boy's and told Mom there was a
thief in the house. Mom spun around and saw the boys in
Dad's T-shirts. First she laughed and swatted at Dad with
her spatula, then she gushed about how cute the boy's
looked. She said it reminded her of the first time my
little friend spent the night and came to breakfast in one
of Dad's T-shirts. It all went right over Marc's head, he
saw bacon on the table and that's all he was interested in.
Matt, on the other hand turned bright red and insisted that
he was NOT cute.
After breakfast Matt and I got dressed to head for the
swimming hole. Marc announced that his new T-shirt was just
fine and all he needed was shoes. I figured he'd be naked
as soon as we were out of sight of the house so it didn't
make much difference. Marc was always one of those kids it
was hard to keep clothes on.
I was right: the T-shirt was off over Marc's head about
a minute later. Matt was walking with Dad and Me; Marc had
run up ahead of us. When he pulled the T-shirt off, we all
saw the growing wet scum spot on the back of his brief's.
Dad looked down at Matt and asked him if he did that. I
told Dad that Matt had bred Marc again after Dad left the
room in the morning. Dad looked down again at Matt and
said, "Even if you bred him twice last night, with that much
seeping out of the baby's hole, you must pump quite a load."
Marc over heard and all he had to say was, "I am NOT a
baby."
The scummy briefs came off next. Marc ran back to us
to hand me his discarded clothes then ran on ahead in just
his tennis shoes. We heard him call out to his Uncle Chuck
even though he was far enough ahead we couldn't see Marc
when he got to the swimming hole. Then we heard him telling
Coach that he wasn't a baby and that Matt had fucked him two
more times last night in Daddy's bed. Dad turned to me and
said, "Thank God we don't have any neighbors."
When we got to the swimming hole, Chuck was on his back
on a blanket. Coach was on his knees, with Chuck's feet up
over his shoulders ramming his prick into Chuck's hole and
Marc was sitting on Chuck's face sucking Chuck's prick. Dad
walked up to the trio on the blanket, leaned down and
reached out with both hands. One hand went to the top of
Marc's head and tousled his hair. With his other hand Dad
smacked Coach on the butt and grabbed one of his Cheeks. I
watched as Dad slipped a finger into Coach's hole and said,
"Good morning old friend."
Coach turned his head towards Dad and opened his mouth
to suck Dad's growing prick into his mouth. Matt watched in
amazement as Coach sucked Dad's prick to full hard. When
Dad stepped over Marc's head with one foot to stand directly
in front of Coach's face and started fucking hard into
Coach's throat Matt pulled me down to whisper in my ear.
Matt asked my why Coach was letting Grampa fuck his
face. Up until then Matt had only seen other boy's at the
park and the boy at poker night suck prick or get fucked.
"Except for Uncle Chuck", he whispered, "I know about Coach
and Uncle Chuck."
I explained to Matt that His Grampa and Coach had been
friends for a long time; since they were in Grade school
together and they had a special friendship. Matt asked if
his Grampa ever sucked prick or got fucked and I laughed. I
told him that as far as I knew My Daddy never had done
either.
By this time, my prick was full hard and Matt was
standing right in front of me. He reached up and pulled my
Prick into his mouth then worked his way all the way down.
When he finally had the whole thing buried in his throat he
looked up at me, pulled back and let my prick pop out of his
mouth to ask, "How was that Daddy?"
I told him it felt real good and asked him to keep
going. He sucked my prick back in to his mouth and throat,
stopping when his nose was pressed up against me then pulled
back about halfway and bobbed back and forth for a while,
letting the head of my prick pop in and out of his throat
several times. He got too exuberant and started to choke so
he had to pull off.
Matt was coughing and he started to apologize. I
stopped him and told him it felt great and that he had my
prick all slicked up and ready to go. Matt smiled up at me,
turned around, spread his feet wide and bent over, bracing
himself with his hands on the blanket in front of him. I
got down on my knees between his feet, spit on his hole and
rammed my prick in.
I heard Dad make noises that went along with his
cumming and knew that he was feeding Coach his scum. A
minute later I heard him splashing in the water. I was
enjoying pounding into Matt's hole and Matt was moaning and
grinding his hole back on my prick. I knew he was enjoying
my prick as much as I was enjoying his hole. The next to
blow was Chuck, I heard moaning and gurgling and I turned to
see that he had sucked the scum out of Marc's hole and now
had Marc's prick in his mouth. I saw that Marc had his lips
pursed around the tip of Chuck's prick like he was kissing
it or sucking on a small drinking straw. I also saw that he
was swallowing as fast as he could to keep up with the scum
coming out of Chuck's prick.
Before Chuck was through feeding Marc, Coach rammed
into Chuck's hole and bred him. When he was through pumping
Coach pulled out and lifted Chuck's legs off of his
shoulders. Coach pushed Chuck's legs forward and kept
pushing until Chuck's toes touched the ground behind his
head. Marc was still busy sucking the last few drops out of
Chuck's prick and when Coach pushed Chuck's legs back it
pushed Chuck's prick into Marc's mouth about as far as it
could go. Marc pulled off and Coach took him by the back of
his head to push his face towards Chuck's hole. Marc didn't
have to be told what to do; He pushed his face into Chuck's
butt and pushed his tongue into Chuck's hole.
Coach got up and came over to Matt. Matt sucked
Coach's prick clean and then Coach joined Dad in the water.
A few minutes later I rammed my prick into Matt's hole and
bred him again. When I was through I pulled out but kept
Matt bent over with his butt sticking up in the air. I
picked Marc up and set him down in front of me where he went
to work sucking and licking my prick clean. I told Chuck to
lay down flat and then told Matt to go squat over Chuck's
face. I picked Marc up and headed for the water; leaving
Chuck sucking three loads of my scum from Matt's hole.
When Marc and I joined Coach and Dad in the water Dad
looked up at Marc sitting on my shoulders and said, "You
seem to enjoy having your big brother fuck your hole. Do
you think you're ready for any body else to try?"