Date: Tue, 23 Jun 2015 05:45:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Bjork Nut <bro.yobro@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cult of the All-Father pt 2

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The Cult of the All-Father pt. 2






Mike shifted in his seat trying to relieve some of the pressure of sitting
in the same position for the past couple of hours.  He reached for the
thermos cup that sat in the vehicle's cup holder and brought it to his lips
and drank.  The hot liquid infused him with a fresh dose of caffeine and
sugar, letting him stay awake and alert.  He and his boys had already been
in the Range Rover for three hours and they still had a good 2 perhaps 3
more to-go.


Mike was driving them to a church retreat that had been organized in the
beautiful woods surrounding Ozette.  It was a wild country that provided
unmatched scenic beauty.  The area they would be camping in was nestled
deep within the wood, between the Pacific Ocean and the beautiful Ozette
Lake. The retreat would be the first one he had brought the kids to, and,
it would provide Ryan with a great opportunity to meet and know more
members of the Cult, along with, learning more of its rich history and
traditions.  Andrew, still too young to join the cult, would spend his days
interacting with other children of the Cult and hopefully start to make
lifelong connections and friends.


The boys would have the added bonus of visiting with their uncle, cousins
and grandfather since they had indicated that they would be attending the
retreat, as it would be a very special one, the Council of the Elder
Fathers had released news that there would be an induction ceremony held to
honor the ascension of one of the fathers in their ranks.  These ceremonies
were few and far between and it would be a great experience for, at the
least, Ryan to experience.


The land outside was still cloaked in darkness, the wane early morning
light diffused by the tall evergreens that flanked the roadway.  Next to
him Ryan shifted sleepily in his seat, the 17-year-old, would be turning 18
in a few weeks.  Mike was incredibly proud of his son, a good kid in every
sense of the word, he had given him little to worry about over the years,
and, he embraced the teaching of the All-Father incredibly well.  His son
had recently began taking more of a leadership role within in the Cult,
which had caught him by surprise, since Ryan seemed to live, breath, and
think rugby most of his days.


Mike looked over at his son, seeing that he was still asleep.  A quick
glance in the rearview mirror showed Andrew similarly passed out.  Mike
reached across the car's center console and rested his hand on Ryan's
thigh.  He rubbed his hand back and forth feeling the smooth texture of the
boy's sweat pants.  Mike's hand crept slowly up his son's thigh.  His palm
sliding across his son's dick, smiling, as he gave the head of his son's
dick a small squeeze, discovering his son wore no underwear beneath his
pants.


Coming up to a roadside rest stop, Mike decided to turn in and take a quick
bathroom break.  He eased the Range Rover into a parking spot close to the
bathrooms.  The rest stop was deserted.  Ryan woke up, slowly becoming
aware that they had stopped.  He looked over at his dad, who motioned him
to be quiet, pointing at the rear seat.  Ryan turned and looked at the
cherubic, sleeping face of his little brother.  He nodded at his dad and
they quietly slipped out of the car.


Father and son grabbed a quick stretch once out of the car and then made
their way to the bathrooms.  The facilities were functional, but,
surprisingly clean for being out in the middle of nowhere, or, perhaps why.
Mike walked up to one of the urinals and unzipped his jeans.  He hauled out
his flaccid penis and began to urinate.  The yellowish stream, bright
against the white porcelain, bounced and splashed in the bowl of the
urinal.


Ryan stepped to the urinal next to his father, he lowered his sweats down
to his thighs exposing his ass to anyone who walked in.  Mike's eyes
dragged across his son's body, looking at his son always filled him with
desire.  He reached out with his right hand and cupped his son's ass,
rubbing the soft, supple cheek.  The action sent shivers up and down Ryan's
spine, his cock responding immediately.  His dick pumped and throbbed to
full erection.


Mike ran his finger down the valley of his son's buttocks, sliding until
his puckered back entrance.  Mike tapped and teased his son's hole.  Ryan,
whimpered and moaned as he pushed back onto his dad's finger.  Mike
penetrated his son's hole, his finger, thick and unlubed, dragged and
scraped at his son's tender skin, causing Ryan to gasp out loud.


Mike closed the space between them, with his finger still in Ryan's ass, he
guided him over to the sinks and bent his son over the counter.  The lust
and desire in both their eyes was reflected in the large mirror before
them.  Mike dropped down into a squat position and began licking and
lapping at his son's hole.  Ryan's reddish-brown pucker winked at his
father's ministrations.  The tangy, peachy, musty taste of his son drove
Mike wild.  His erection, jutting from his jeans, bobbed in the cold
bathroom air and began leaking pre-cum onto the ground.


Once the hole was slick with his saliva Mike rose back up, his eyes locked
with Ryan's in the mirror.  He pushed his massive cock against his son's
hole and he let it dribble pre-cum all over the hole, Ryan, moaned with
anticipation.  Mike couldn't hold off any longer and he guided his cock
into Ryan's puckered hole.  Slowly pushing in, both men gasped in pleasure.


Mike slid all 10 inches of his cock into his son's ass.  Ryan, moaned and
pushed back on his father's invading member.  He loved the feeling of
fullness that his father's cock gave him.  He studied his father's face in
the mirror as it twisted with joy.  His mouth hung slack and his eyes shut
tight.  His father began to rock his hips driving his shaft in and out of
Ryan's hole.  Ryan's eye rolled back as his dad's large mushroom head
rubbed against his prostate.  His toes curling in his sneakers.


"Oh yeah, dad," Ryan moaned, "Fuck my pussy."


Mike's eyes opened wide in disbelief.


SMACK!


The sound of Mike's hand striking Ryan's ass reverberated in the bare room.
Ryan loosed a bark of pain and looked at his father through the mirror in
surprise.


"What did you just say?" Mike asked his son, his voice hard with anger.


Ryan was shocked silent, he felt small, like a little boy who had done
something wrong and was about to be punished.  He swallowed trying to find
his voice.


"No son of mine has a pussy," his father continued, "Don't ever let me hear
you say that again.  You are all man.  Only weak men are pussies, only
self-hating gays are pussies, Are you one of those?"


Still too stunned to speak, Ryan, shook his head no to his father's
question.


"Answer me!" his father shouted angrily at him, smacking his ass again, the
stinging sear of pain making Ryan gasp.


"Are you weak?"  "Are you a self-hating fag?"


Tears began to fill Ryan's eyes, "No," he said in a barely audible whisper.


"Never forget that," his father said, "You are a man, you worship the
All-Father and those who worship him are never weak.  I did not raise you
to be weak, so don't you ever let me hear you talk like that again."


Mike pulled his still hard dick out of his son's ass in one fell swoop,
Ryan grimaced slightly at the pain his father's cock exiting his ass
caused.


"Pull your pants back on and get in the car," he said walking away from his
son angrily.


The sound of the bathroom door banging closed echoed through the small
room.  Ryan, shaken, felt his tears spill out of his eyes and roll down his
cheeks as he pulled his sweat pants back on.  He was confused, he thought
his father enjoyed him being submissive.  He had always been the receiver
in most of their encounters, and, didn't the All-Father instruct his sons
to be a receptive vessel to his teachings?


Ryan walked out of the bathroom and made his way to the car.  Mike eased
the car back onto the road and continued to their destination in silence.
After a few miles had passed since the incident at the rest stop bathroom.
Ryan, whispered, "Sorry, dad."


Mike felt his anger ease with every mile put between him and the bathroom.
He was annoyed with himself that he had gotten so angry at Ryan, but, it
burned him to think that Ryan would speak like that.  He had raised his
son's to be proud of their bodies, to be proud of themselves, to be proud
to be men, so to hear him talk about his body as if he were a woman, well,
no, that was not acceptable.


Mike was aware that some within the Cult spoke that way, even referred to
their son's in that way, but, that was not what the All-Father had
ordained.  The All-Father wanted strong men to carry his word forth and set
the example of his grace on earth.  He wondered if Ryan had begun to think
like this because he had kept him as a vessel for too long?  Could it be
his fault, that Ryan believed he would please him by being submissive?


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Mike and the boys pulled into the campground a little before noon.  To his
surprise, the campground parking lot was already half full, it would be a
well attended retreat.  He eased the car into an open spot, he and the boys
exited the car, stretched, and went off to find the check-in area.  The
Cult had the entire run of the place for week-long retreat.


As they walked and looked around, Mike and his sons, could see fathers and
sons all over the place.  A few of the father's recognized Mike and would
come up and say hi or wave at him from a distance.  Andrew spotted a group
of kids his age playing with a soccer ball on a grassy patch.


"Dad, can I go play?" he asked his father.  Mike glanced over at the kids
then at Andrew.


"Sure, kiddo," he said ruffling his hair, "Just don't get lost." he called
out as Andrew had already begun running in the direction of the kids.


Mike and Ryan resumed their search for the check-in area.  They finally
spotted a sign hanging from a blue pop-up tent identifying it as the
check-in area and they walked over to it.  Three elderly gentlemen sat at a
long table under the blue tent amongst boxes, bags and stacks of papers.
As Mike and Ryan stepped up to the table and gave them their names, the
elderly man, with the list suddenly became excited.


"Oh, welcome, welcome Mike," he said, "What an honor to have you here?
Let's see, ah, yes, you and your son's will be bunking in campground 9 and
it looks like your tent has already been set-up, sir."


Mike smiled at the elder gentlemen, "Thank you and may the blessings of the
All-Father be on you." he said.


"And on you," the man responded handing Mike and Ryan a map of the
campground set-up, schedule of activities and three goodie bags.


Walking out of the tent area, Ryan, turned to his dad and asked, "What was
that about?"


Mike chuckled at his son's question, "Well kiddo, I guess I should tell
you, but, your family is kind of a big deal in the church.  Your grandpa is
the Grand-Father of the cult in America.  It was he who started this branch
in the Northwest, but, our family can directly trace our lineage to the
founding fathers of the cult in America as well as England.  Your family is
one of the oldest within the church.  Now as Grand-Father, your grandpa is
responsible for the spiritual guidance of thousands of followers not only
in the US, but, along with the Grand-Father Council he meets with the
Grand-Fathers of the Cult's branches across the world to ensure that we are
all receive the blessing of the All-Father."


Ryan was stunned by the information he had just received, "Wow," was all he
could respond.


Mike and Ryan made their way to their camp site.  The tent that had been
set-up for them was impressive.  It looked like a military issue,
semi-permanent kind of tent, and it sat on a slightly raised platform.
Walking into the tent, they saw inflatable mattresses had been set-up for
Mike and his sons completed with bedding and pillows.  A small table and
some chairs had been placed in the far end of the tent, on the table was a
copy of the Book of the All-Father.  They would most certainly not be
roughing it on this retreat.


Ryan set the bags they had been given down on the closest air mattress to
him, he grabbed the retreat schedule and reviewed what sort of activities
had been prepared for the rest of the day.  "Looks like there is a welcome
cook-out at 7:00pm, other than that, nothing is planned for today." he said
absently to his dad.


"That makes sense since folks are still arriving," his dad responded.


"Tomorrow it looks like there is a Sunrise Ceremony, a Lauds breakfast led
by the Bishops, and free time until the Vespers Ceremony and then something
called an Ascension ceremony."


Mike had moved over to stand behind Ryan reading the schedule over his
shoulder.  "Hmm, I wonder what that will be about," he said.


Ryan turned to look at his dad, his proximity and scent, inflamed him with
desire.  He blushed slightly and looked away as he remembered the incident
in the rest area bathroom.  Mike saw his son's reaction and placed his arm
on his son's shoulder drawing him close against him and running his hand
down to his son's pec.


"Son, I want to apologize for this morning." he began, whispering into
Ryan's ear.  "I should not have reacted like that.  I am proud of you and
whatever it is you choose for yourself."


He rubbed his hand across Ryan's pec teasing his son's nipple as he swept
his hand across it.


"I was just surprised by hearing you speak so submissively.  I love you and
I love the man you are, the man you will be, but, please, always remember
that, I love you as a man, as an equal to me.  So from now on, I will let
you lead our prayer sessions if you choose."  he said sincerely.


Ryan processed the apology his father had just given him.  Tears welled up
in his eyes.  He turned to look at his father and hugged him.


"Thanks, dad." he said and kissed his father.  The loving kiss turned
passionate as Ryan and Mike allowed their hands to roam each others bodies.
Their makeout session was interrupted by a scraping noise on the tent's
entrance flap.  Looking towards the entrance, they saw a big, burly man,
who was more ginger than brunette.


"Uncle Ethan," Ryan called out and rushed to embrace the man in a bear hug.
Mike grinned ear to ear as his younger brother entered the tent.


"I'm not interrupting anything, am I," he said.


"Not at all, bro," Mike said, moving in to hug him as Ryan let go.


"Where are the kids," Mike said as he released his brother from their hug.


"With the baby mama," he said, "The bitch wouldn't let me bring them, so
I'm stag for the week."  Mike recalled that his little brother was in a
bitter custody battle with his ex-wife.  The woman was a harridan if Mike
had ever met one, but, she had been pretty, so he understood what Ethan had
seen in her.  Ethan had met her when he was overseas playing for a British
soccer team, the woman had thought she snagged the next David Beckham and
soon enough she was pregnant and demanding a ring from his younger brother.
The marriage lasted long enough for the first child to be delivered and a
second one implanted.  Sometime between that Ethan had transferred back to
the US to play on the local MLS team.


MIke felt bad that his brother was going through this rough patch in his
life.  He had jokingly offered to call INS on his ex, but, Ethan said he
had already tried that.  They both laughed warmly at the joke.


"So what's the latest and greatest on that end?" Miked asked his brother.


"Well, the lawyer Dad hooked me up with is putting the screws and her and
her lawyer, they were trying to contest the pre-nup, claiming she signed it
under duress, but, the judge didn't buy it, thankfully, and now we can
proceed.  Hopefully this thing can be wrapped up and done with before the
end of summer," his brother said.


"Well, we are here if you need us," Mike said, "So did you want to bunk
down with us?" he added.


"Nah, I'm bunking with Dad," Ethan said, "Swing on by once you get
settled," he said and began to walk out of the tent.




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Mike and the boys walked up to the large area where the evening meal was
going on.  The smoke of the grills and campfires filling the air, along
with the aroma of cooking meat and chicken.  Men and boy mingled about or
gathered in small groups here and there.  Ryan was surprised to recognize
two acquaintances from school at the retreat.  Mike encouraged him to go
and hang out with them.  He reminded Ryan that the purpose of the retreat
was to connect with fellow cult members and to make new friends.  Ryan
headed off to hang out with the young men.


Ryan approached the group and was welcomed by the boys.  Jack was a senior
like him in and was one of the school's best wrestlers.  Brown eyed and
hairy, Jack, was a mountain of muscle and sinew.  His intimidating size was
mellowed by his cheerful personality.  The other boy who was familiar to
Ryan was Tim.  Tim, was the black haired blue eyed wonder of the tennis
court.  Thin and lean, Timothy was all wiry muscle and contained
exuberance, as if, any minute he would bust out in a full run.  Both boys
wore shorts and a tank-top, their falo, in full display.


Ryan had changed into cargo shorts and a v-neck for the cookout, his
muscles making quite a display in clingy fabric of the shirt.  The cookout
was a flurry of activity as men moved about to reconnecting with old
friends and making new ones.  Many of these men might only meet each other
at groupings like this, since, the way of the cult had always been to
spread the word of the All-Father in small groups.


"Hey Guys," Ryan said as he approached Tim and Jack.  They both nodded at
him in response.


"Hey man, I didn't know you were part of the group," Jack said.


"Yeah, I didn't really know about you guys either," Ryan answered.


The boys went on about school and their respective sports.  As the evening
progressed men would pair off, or, group together and head off into the
woods or their respective campsites.  Around this time, one of the camp
stewards gathered the group's attention and announced that any children in
attendance younger than 11, or, who had not yet received the blessing if
the All-Father had to follow him to the children's section of the church
retreat.  A few groans filled the air, but, most of the children, which
there were not a lot of went with the Steward happily.  After the children
had been removed, Mike's father addressed the men.  The group fell silent
in respect.


"Sons of the All-Father, I welcome you hear tonight, may His Blessings be
upon you all.  It is my hope that for the next few days we will all open
our hearts to each other and to the All-Father that he may fill us with
grace and go forth and do his will.  This gathering is meant to bring us
together in his Name, so that we may be a strong and industrious community.
Tonight, relax and enjoy, for tomorrow our spiritual work begins."


The festivities continued, the Grand-Father, slowly made his way amongst
the assembled crowd and spoke to the members in groups or individually.
Mike and his brother, Ethan, decided to explore the campgrounds in the
growing twilight.  The brothers made their way through the lush forest full
of old-growth trees, moss, and ferns.  Despite the fading light they were
still able to enjoy some of the beauty that surrounded them.


Mike suddenly grabbed his younger brother and pulled him into a deep
passionate kiss.  Their tongues dueling each other as their hands roamed
the peaks and valleys of their bodies.  Mike pushed Ethan up against a tree
and moved his kisses from his brother's mouth down to his neck, nipping and
biting at the soft skin there.  Ethan gasped in pleasure at Mike's
ministrations.  Ethan moved his hands down his brother's body and began
unbuckling the man's jeans.


"Oh brother," Mike said pulling away from Ethan's neck, "I've missed you?"


Ethan looked into his big brothers eyes, squatting down in front of his
brother, his motion bringing Mike's pants and underwear with him.  He
looked back up at his brother and said, "Same here."  and took his
brother's throbbing erection deep into his mouth.  Mike sighed heavily as
his little brother's warm, moist cavern took him in.  Ethan's tongue
tickled and flittered across the surface of Mike's cock, tracing every vein
on his shaft.  Snaking around his sensitive glans.


Mike began to drive his cock in and out of his brother's mouth.  He could
feel his cum bubbling in his balls with anticipation.  His brother had
always been an excellent cocksucker, it made Mike wonder where his brother
was keeping up his skills.  He visualised his brother sucking off his
soccer teammates.  His brother slobbered and slicked the cock that pistoned
in his mouth, his hands moved around his brother's hips and clamped onto
his buttocks, kneading and spreading the muscular cheeks.


Ethan ran a finger between the hairy valley that was his brother's ass
crack.  He could feel Mike shudder at the sensation of having his puckered
entrance toyed with.  Taking a deep breath in through his nose, Ethan
relaxed his throat and proceeded to impale himself on his brother's 10 inch
dick.  Mike gasped as he felt his cock slide into his brother's throat.  No
one else could deepthroat him like Ethan.  Ethan's neck bulged under the
strain, the outline of his brother's cock almost visible.


Pulling himself of the cock, Ethan, stood up and let his shorts drop to the
ground, stepping out of them, he turned around and presented his ass to his
older brother, "Fuck me, bro," he said.  Bracing himself against the tree,
he felt Mike's cock push against his sphincter and then in one hard thrust,
Mike buried himself in his brother's ass.  Ethan cried out at the assault
in pleasure and pain.  With his hands on his brother's hips, Mike, pounded
away at his brother's hole.  The sound of flesh against flesh began filling
the night, mingling with Ethan's moans and gasps.


Mike pulled out of his brother's ass and flipped him over.  Pushing his
brother against the tree, he lifted Ethan's legs to his hips and sunk his
cock deep into his brother's ass once again.  He thrust in and out of his
brother's warm, velvety embrace.


"Oh fuck," Ethan cried as Mike's cock slid over and over his prostate.


"Yeah, baby bro, take my cock,"


"Give it to me,"


"Fuck,"


"Fuck me," Ethan panted


Ethan wrapped his arms around Mike's neck and began to bounce himself up
and down on Mike's massive cock.  Both men groaned in pleasure.


"Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me," Ethan gasped in pleasure.  Mike answered by
increasing his thrusts.  Ethan whimpered and begged for more.


"Oh fuck bro, I'm gonna cum." MIke said


"Yeah, give to me,"


"Oh shit...oh shit...oh shit."


"Yeah, come on, fill me up bro."


"Oh fuck...I'm cumming...oh fuck...oh fuck,"


Mike exploded into his brother's warm tunnel, Ethan's muscles contracting
and relaxing as they massaged every last drop of cum out of Mike's cock.
Mike's large load began to ooze out, running along Mike's still pistoning
cock.  Mike slowly stopped thrusting into his brother's ass, sinking into
the warm, luxuriating feel of his orgasm, and, his brother's cummy ass.
His deflating cock made a wet, squelching noise as it popped out of his
brother's tight grip.  Cum and anal juice ran down Ethan's thighs, the
scent of raw sex filled the air.


Coming down from their post-fuck high, Mike and Ethan began putting their
clothes back on.  "I smell like a whore," Ethan said as he wiped himself
down with his underwear, "That was quite a load you gave me, I can still
feel it coming out."


Mike laughed at his brother, "Come on let's go see Dad," he said as the men
trudged back through the darkened forest, towards their father's tent.






The Grand-Father's Tent was the largest of the sleeping tents, as befitted
his status in the cult.  Inside their father lounged on a large padded
bench, a young blonde haired boy, stood naked before him.  The 13 year old
trembled under the Grand-Father's scrutiny as he tried to remember and
recite the Virtues of a Man.  The Grand-Father slowly ran his fingers along
the boy's upper thigh, feeling the developing muscle beneath, the boy's
legs were still hairless, as he moved his hand to the fondle the boy's
robin's egg sized balls, he could feel the downy growth of the pubes to
come.


The boy's 4 inch erection strained and bobbed in the space between them, a
clear pearl of pre-cum clung to the small mushroom tip.  The Grand-Father's
thumb grazed across the boy's tip smearing the clear sticky sap on his
thumb.  He brought the thumb up to his mouth and savored the taste of the
boy, as if, he were a sweet summer wine.  The boy gasped and stumbled at
the Grand-Father's touch.  The Grand-Father wrapped his hand around the
boy's small cock, stroking it up and down to draw forth more of the boy's
sweet sap.


Mike and Ethan entered the tent to see their father take the young boy's
cock into his mouth.  The boy squirmed and squealed as the Grand-Father
engulfed his cock, his tongue circling the head and licking around the
shaft.  He pulled off the boy's dick and waved his sons to enter.  Mike and
Ethan sat on the large bed that dominated most of the tent's space.  The
Grand-Father pulled off the young boy's cock, smacking his lips as he rose
up from the bench.


"Boys," he said, walking towards his son's on the bed, his sleeveless floor
length microfiber robe fluttering around him.  Mike and Ethan rose before
their father.  "The Blessings of the All-Father be upon you," he said as he
kissed Mike on the lips, repeating the phrase as he did the same to Ethan.


"Let me introduce you to our young guest tonight," Their father said
turning to the young boy in the room, "This my sons is Lucas, and his
father has graciously provided him to me for the evening so that I can
impart the blessings of the All-Father to him.'


"Lucas," he said bringing the boy before Mike and Ethan, "Say hello to my
sons."  The little blonde boy looked up at Mike and Ethan and was stunned
silent by the beautiful men that stood before him.  Feeling the
Grand-Father's hand squeeze his shoulder gently, he managed to eek out a
faint whisper and said, "Hello."


Their father moved Lucas onto the bed and had him lay in the middle as the
three men positioned themselves around him.  Ethan and Mike began to stroke
the boy's limbs.


"Lucas," their father said, "You will have a very special night indeed, my
son's have joined us for your blessing and we shall be like the Trinity,
tonight, you will be blessed by the All-Father, the Favoured Son, and the
Holy Essence.  Are you ready?"


Lucas smiled and nodded in agreement.  Their father removed his robe and
moved up the bed like a panther approaching his prey, his muscles moved in
sinewy and sensuous fashion.  Despite his advanced years, the man exuded
power and grace.  His green eyes sparkled in the tent's low light, he came
to a stop once he was over Lucas, his massive cock dangling down scraping
against Lucas' belly.  The boy's stomach heaved as his breath came fast
with anticipation.


Their father bent down and kissed Lucas, his tongue flittered across the
boy's lips, nudging them open.  His warm tongue moved past the boy's teeth
and probed the inner depths of the young mouth.  Mike and Ethan, still
caressing the boy's arms, moved in and kissed at his sides.  Licking and
lapping at the boy's ears and neck.  Lucas gasped beneath them.  Trembling
in the presence of such manly muscle.


Their father made his way down young Lucas' chest tracing the quivering
muscles with his tongue as he made his way to boy's cock.  The boy was
leaking more steadily now as he was overstimulated by the three men.  Mike
moved his way down and took the boy's right nipple into his mouth.  He
licked the pink nub feeling it harden beneath his tongue.  The boy smelled
of peaches and pine.  Lucas squirmed in the bed beneath them.  Ethan
latched onto the boy's left nipple, and, together with Mike, licked him to
ecstasy.  The boys whimpers and cries began to fill the tent, his father no
doubt would be pleased that the Grand-Father and his son's were giving his
boy such pleasure.


Ethan let go of the boy's nipple and moved up to the boy's head, kneeling
above Lucas, he placed his slender 8 inch cock on the boy's lips, smearing
his pre-cum on Lucas' lips.  The boy's lips shone in the dim light as if he
had applied a fresh coat of gloss on them.  "Open up, boy," Ethan said
gazing down at the blue eyed blonde boy beneath him.  Lucas, slowly opened
his young mouth and began swallowing the older man's cock.  Ethan groaned
as his cock head felt the boy's warm breath and moist hole.


Their father still sucking on the boy's cock began to lift his legs up into
the air, exposing the boy's puckered hole.  His probing tongue stabbed and
pierced at the tangy hole, Lucas shivering at the sensations.  Mike moved
off the boy's nipples and moved over to his brother's.  He licked at his
brother's wine colored nipples, making him moan, before moving up to kiss
him, their tongues dueling for supremacy.  Pulling off his brother he moved
over to his father.  Mike licked at his father's muscles, kissed his hip
bone and moved behind him to lap at his puckered asshole.


Their father roared in delight as he felt his son's tongue enter his hole,
his cock dripping pre-cum on the bed beneath him.  Mike moved down to his
father's balls, the low hangers, had always fascinated Mike.  Running his
tongue down the skin and over one of his father's balls he gently sucked it
into his mouth, and, with his tongue rolled it in his mouth.  He felt his
mighty father tremble above him.  Releasing his father's balls he moved to
engulf the man's shaft with his mouth.  Mike pulled his father's cock back
between his legs and suckled most of the 10 inch dick.  Mike traced the
veins with his tongue before slipping down to suckle and lick at the head
of his father's cock.  His own cock was near bursting because of the
pleasure it gave him to suck on the cock that made him.


Mike felt his father shift above him and he reluctantly let the man's cock
slide from his mouth, the elder male kneeled between Lucas' legs, his
massive cock knocking at the boy's nether entrance.  Lucas' eyes grew in
astonishment as he knew what was to come.  Splitting the boy's legs out to
either side, he was rewarded with an unobstructed view of the hole he was
about to defile.  Mike's father turned back to look at him, "Get your
tongue back on my ass, boy," he said.


A wave of desire rose through Mike as he processed his father's command.
He moved back onto his father's ass and began to eat it, like a starved
man.  Meanwhile, at the boy's head, Ethan was urging the boy on to take
more and more of his cock into his mouth.  Lucas was halfway down Ethan's
shaft when he felt his gag reflex kick in and he felt a rush of stomach
fluid come up, pushing Ethan away so he could free his mouth of the
invading cock, Lucas swallowed back the urge to vomit, his eyes watering
and his breathing labored.  Ethan stroked the boy's face in assurance and
whispered platitudes to the boy of a job well done.


After giving the boy a moment to catch his breath, Ethan once again loomed
over the boy's face except this time he had the boy work his tongue on his
balls.  Lucas lapped and licked Ethan's balls like they were manna from
heaven.  Ethan shuddered as the boy's tongue coursed through his sensitive
balls.  He like to keep them hairless, and as such, he was able to feel
every swipe of the little boy's tongue as it danced across his skin, poking
and prodding at the eggs contained in their sack.


Their father began to sink his leaking cock into the Lucas' small anus.
Lucas cried out in surprise as he felt the cock head of the Grand-Father
enter him.  All three men whispered and cooed at him in calming tones.  The
boy's hole was stretched to its very limit, never having taken in such a
massive member.  While his own father had already fucked him, he was no
where near the size and girth of the All-Father.  Lucas would have to be
brave if he wanted to make his father proud tonight.


The boy gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as the Grand-Father's
massive cock split him open.


"Ungh...Ahhh," Lucas panted as the 10 inch cock slowly sank into him.  He
began to quiver and shake from the intrusion.


Mike moved up and rubbed Lucas' chest in an effort to relax him.  He
pinched and twisted the boy's tiny nipples.


Ethan moved away from the boys head and down to his ass to get a close up
view of his father's cock tear the boy up.  He spit and licked at the part
of his father's shaft still outside the boy.  The boy's hole glowed red and
angry and the cock continued its relentless advance into his ass.


"Ahh, it hurts, Grandfather," Lucas cried out as he tried to move away from
the cokc in his ass.


"Don't run away boy," their father said, hanging onto the young boys
thighs.


"AAAHHH" Lucas cried out as he felt another inch enter his hole.


"We're almost there, boy."


The elder man's cock was no where near finishing his advance into the boy's
ass, but, the vice-like grip of the boy's ass was beginning to push him
over the edge.  He wanted to be gentle, but, he couldn't take the tight
heat that gripped him anymore and he pushed in with a sharp thrust.


The boy beneath him cried out, tears filling his eyes at the sudden assault
on his ass.  The boy gasped and fought to catch his breath, his little
chest heaving up and down, as his ass tried to accommodate the invading
cock.  Mike moved in to lick and spit on Lucas' angry hole.  Above him his
father began to saw in and out of Lucas' ass.


"Ungh...Ungh...Ahh...Ahh," Lucas cried as the cock began to go in and out
of his ass, tears began to stream down his face.


Around him Mike, Ethan and their father were like men possessed they licked
and sucked at the boy's body.  Ethan began to kiss Lucas, licking at his
tears, to keep him from crying out.  The little boy quivered and shook from
the cock and the stimulation the men were giving him.


Mike kissed the back of his father's thighs and licked at his buttocks, he
palmed his father's balls as they began contracting up against his body,
and, let his fingers probe at the sensitive area of his father's taint.  He
pushed up against the sensitive area, hearing his father gasp, he slid two
finger up into his asshole, penetrating the man's puckered hole.  The heat
he felt in their was intoxicating.  His moved his fingers up into his
father's ass, searching and probing, until he encountered his father's
prostate.


"Oh my god," his father cried out.  Mike continued to finger his father's
ass.


"Yes, oh yes, son," he said, Mike was not fully sure if it was directed at
him, or, at Lucas whose little ass was now taking his father's cock all the
way to the balls.  His father began to piston his cock in and out of the
young boy in the bed before him.  The tight sleeve and Mike's fingers in
his ass were conspiring to get him to explode.


"Oh yeah," he said, plugging away at Lucas, "Oh yes, son, can you feel the
grace of the All-Father."  he stretched Lucas' legs until the boy was doing
the splits in the air.  His moans and cries drove their father on, and,
filled him with passion.  The sexual cries of the young one's were like
music to his ears.


"I'm cumming son," he said, "Prepare to receive the grace of the
All-Father," he began thrusting faster and faster into the stretched out
hole.


"Ungh...yeah...I'm cumming...I'm cumming...I'm cumming!"


Their father exploded into Lucas' ass, Mike could feel his prostate swell
as the cum shot out of his cock.  Lucas cried out as his ass was flooded
with hot Grand-Father cum.  Lucas, still shaking from the pain of the
experience, finally felt ecstatic as he felt his insides awash by the warm
cum.  The feeling of fullness the Grand-Father's cock gave him was
different from his dad's, this fullness felt holy, somehow.


Lucas shuddered as the Grand-Father began to pull his cock out of his ass.
The mushroom head scraped the walls of the boy's ananl tunnel, making a
loud pop as he pulled out of the boy's sphincter.  Angry and red, the hole
began to ooze out the Grand-Father's cum.  Mike eased his hand out of his
father's ass and moved to felch the young boy on the bed.  Lucas, cried out
at the new stimulation, and, popped his cum all over himself and the bed.
The watery cum blasted around uncontrolled spraying all three of the men
around him and himself.  Ethan ran his hands over the boy's torso, rubbing
in the recently deposited cum.


Mike lapped and licked at Lucas' angry hole, cum getting on his cheeks,
mustache and beard.  The wiry hair scraping at Lucas' tender area causing
him to convulse with desire.  Having his fill of the boy's hole, Mike
placed the boy's ankles on his shoulders and speared him with his cock.


"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH," Lucas cried out as the new cock entered him.  Eyes
rolling back in his head, he almost passed out from the sensation.  Mike
began to piston in and out of the heaving body.


"Oh yeah, kiddo," he said, "Your ass is so tight,"


"Ah, ah, ah," Lucas cried, twisting and turning on the bed, tears running
down his cheeks.


Ethan moved over to his brother and began a passionate make out session
with him as their father moved to Lucas' head and began to soothe and kiss
the young boy.  Ethan, licked at his brother's face tasting the boy's ass
and their father's cum on it.  Mike lifted and thrusted into the boy, as he
kissed Ethan through the boy's legs.  The boy's ass making squelching
noises as Mike drove his 10 inch cock in and out of him.  The sound
inflamed Mike making him piston in and out of the boy's ass faster to keep
the sound filling the air.


"Uh...uh...uh...I'm cumming kid, I'm cumming," Mike said as he exploded,
letting the first three ropes of hot steaming cum go up the boy's ass,
before pulling out and letting his hot cum splatter over the boy's heaving
torso.  As soon as Mike finished spurting over the boy, Ethan pushed him
out of the way.  He pushed Lucas' legs up and back so that his ankles were
practically by his ears and his ass raised up.  Ethan lined up his cock and
sank all the way in in one fell swoop.


The two previous loads provided plenty of lube and his smaller size and
girth gave the boy's ass a chance to breath.  But, Ethan, could fuck, and,
fuck he did.  Like a rabbit in heat, Ethan, pummeled mercilessly the boy's
ass.  Lucas had no choice but to just go limp against the onslaught.
Ethan, grabbed the boy and lifted him up, leaning back on his haunches, he
proceeded to impale the boy on his cock.


"Ah!" Lucas cried out.  "Unh..unh...unh," he panted as Ethan continued to
raise and drop the boy down on his cock.


"Fuck," Ethan roared as his cock pistoned in and out of the boy's ass.


"Oh shit...you are so fucking tight...Fuck."


"Ah...ah...ah," Lucas cried.


"Oh fuck," Ethan cried.  Suddenly stopping, his cock still buried in the
boy's ass he lay him back down on the bed and flipped him over, grabbing
him by the hips he dragged him up and began pummeling his ass again.


"AAAAHHHH," Lucas cried, Ethan slapped the boy's hard, the smack cracking
through tent's air.


Lucas was stunned silent, then, simply whimpered as Ethan's cock pistoned
in and out of his ass.


"Oh shit!" Ethan called out.


"I'm gonna cum, oh fuck, kid,"


Ethan sped up his strokes on the poor boy's ass.  The sound of flesh
slapping flesh, along, with the squelch of cum filling the air.


"FUCK!" Ethan roared as he came into the boy's ass.  He filled Lucas with
his nut until his, his father's and his brother's cum came pouring out of
the boy's ass.  Ethan pulled his still hard cock out of Lucas and pushed
him away.  Then in one fluid movement he straddled his father and impaled
himself on his father's massive cock.  Grabbing his brother, he pushed Mike
down onto his cock.  He pumped himself up and down on his father's cock
while driving his cummy cock into his brother's mouth.


"FUCK!" he roared again.


As Mike finished cleaning off his brother's cock he pushed him back onto
his father.


"Yes," Ethan cried, his eyes going wide in anticipation, "Do it bro," he
said bringing his leg's up.  Mike moved in between his father's legs, his
cock back to full mast.  He locked eyes with Ethan, who just smiled,
encouraging him on.  Mike slid his massive cock into his brother's ass,
alongside his dad's cock.


"YES!" Ethan roared.  His body glistened with sweat as he was fucked by two
cocks at once.  Lucas saw the threesome next to him through half-closed
eyes.  The three men seemed to glow in the tent's light and looked to be
one solid mass.  Even he could sense that the atmosphere felt different as
the men fucked.  He knew that the All-Father was in the tent with them.


Ethan began jacking his cock as his brother and dad fucked his hole.  The
two 10 inch dicks were stretching him to the limit and he savored the sting
of the stretch.  He opened his lust filled eyes and saw his brother before
him, putting his hand behind his brother's head he brought him towards him
and he began devouring him with kisses.  Nipping and biting at his
brother's lips.


Father and sons cried out with primal lust as all three approached
simultaneous climax.  Ethan began bouncing on the cocks faster.  He jacked
his cock faster and faster.


Faster...


Faster...


Faster...


And then, all three men at the same time, erupted.  Mike and his Dad shot
their loads deep into Ethan's ass as he sprayed his cum all over himself,
his brother, and, his dad.


Spent, the men slowly disengaged and fell down onto the bed.  Lucas moved
in amongst the men and proceeded to lick the cum from their bodies.  As he
moved down to eat out Ethan's ass, Ethan batted him away.


"Too sensitive," he said to Lucas absently.  Undeterred, Lucas, took a
swipe at Ethan's ass.


"Ah," Ethan cried out, pulling the boy up to him into a hug, "I said no,"


Ethan kissed the boy, tasting traces of his Dad and Brother's cum on his
lips.