Date: Mon, 1 Mar 2004 01:48:55 GMT
From: haldram8@netzero.net
Subject: Dad's Delight ch 8 (incest,m/b,b/b,m/m)

The following is a work of fiction and contains sexually explicit material
that deals with incest, gay sex, and underage sex. If you are under
eighteen or your State and/or local government forbids such material do not
continue.

     Well the first couple of stories I told you are how I came to have sex
with my two boys. It is two years later and Jake jr. is now 7 and Mark is
12. My two beautiful sons and I never stop having sex with each other. We
sleep in the same bed, every night I fall asleep with my cock crammed up
one of their tight little boy holes or in my mouth. We come from an
extended close family. My brothers and their boys often come over for
little sex marathons. It's hot! There are plenty of Uncles, Aunts, cousins,
and grandparents that the boys don't much miss their Mom. Sometimes they
ask about her, but its only when she sends the occasional card or gift for
them. I make sure the boys have enough support and interaction with others
so that they are stable and well adjusted. Mark had a birthday last month
and his Uncles, cousins, Grandpa, and I decided to celebrate with a weekend
fuckfest that would knock his socks off.
     We agreed it would be men only and so my married brothers explained to
their wives that they and their sons would be at my place for a mens only
weekend. There weren't too many problems, except for Big John's wife who
wasn't too keen on allowing big John out of her sight for a whole two
days. My brother Luke's wife suggested that since the guys were having an
all guys weekend, the girls should do the same. They made plans to spend
the weekend at Luke's farm doing whatever the hell it is women do when
they're alone with one another. We didn't care, we just stipulated that
under no circumstances would the women be allowed on the property. They
knew my sons and I like to walk around as nature intended and thought that
would be the wildest thing we would be doing, so they readily agreed I went
into town to stock up on some of the things I knew we would need. I laid in
plenty of food and junk for the boys and enough liquor for the men. I also
stocked up on lube, condoms, baby oil, and stuff like that. I must have
cleaned the store out of baby oil. I had plans that would require as much
as I could get my hands on. I was planning a weekend no one would forget in
a long while!
     There would be 12 boys and six out of the seven brothers. My brother
Tom got sick at the last minute and phoned to say he wouldn't be able to
make it. He sounded really pissed too! He knew what a wild weekend it would
be. My dad wouldn't miss it for the world and kept trying to get some of
the events I had planned out of me, but to no avail. He acted like one of
his grandson's when he got excited, you couldn't contain him.
     The day of Mark's birthday came and I gave him a special birthday
blowjob and had one of my brothers take the boys to school with his kids. I
had too much to do. I first went to an old corral next to our barn. We
don't use it anymore for animals, but it still gets mucky. I dragged the
garden hose over and soaked the whole area down, so that you sunk a foot
into mud if you walked into it. Next I went and spread a plastic tarp I
bought especially for this weekend out on the side lawn. A picnic table and
chairs were set up next to this and I strung rows of lights with balloons
hanging from them that said Happy Birthday Mark on them. I wanted to make
him feel special. I was kept so busy with the preparations I didn't even
look at the time. My brother soon dropped my boys off and went home to
change and grab the stuff they would need for the weekend. My boys started
shucking their clothes the second their feet hit the dirt. Shirts, pants,
and underwear were everywhere.
     "Aw cool, look Jake! Look at all the balloons and stuff" Mark beamed.
     "Awesome" came little Jake's reply. "It's gonna be fun isn't it dad?"
Jake asked me.
     "Wait till you see what I have planned for you guys!" I
teased. "Before everyone gets here you two go up and take a shower
together. And no horsing around! Save it for later." I said slapping them
on the ass and pushing them toward the house.
     No sooner were the two boys in the house than a pickup started
lumbering its way to the house. I recognized my brother Pete's truck. It
wasn't long before I was greeting Pete and his two strapping boys Seth 10
and John 11.
     "Where do you want our stuff Uncle Jake" Asked Seth.
     I told them to just pile their stuff in the entry hall and we would
sort it out later. My brother walked over to inspect the party digs. He
looked at the muddy corral and a shit eating grin spread across his
handsome face. I told him to get out of his clothes and grab a beer for
both of us from the cooler next to the picnic table. We talked about normal
stuff, just guys standing around drinking and playing with their balls and
cocks. Slowly everyone started arriving. The place was soon swarming with
little boys in various states of undress, not to mention the fathers who
had accompanied them. There was my middle brother Luke with his three boys:
Heath 12; Luke jr. 7; and Max 6. My brother Harry and his 10 year old son,
Harry jr. (we have a tradition of naming our boys after their daddies). My
brother Sean and his two boys Tom 12 and Sean jr. 9. All who was missing
were my dad and older brother Bog John.
     No sooner had someone said "I wonder where Big John and Dad are", than
Big John's truck started coming into view. I swear he must have been trying
to hit every ditch in the road on the way to the house. It soon became
apparent why. The big horndog had his 12 year old naked son Matt on his
dick while he was driving. My dad had 13 year old Little John on his lap
and was fucking him on the way to the party. I could just imagine the
feeling of those boy cunts hurled up from the shock of hitting the bumps
and then sinking back down onto the engorged cocks under them. Wow! Big
John knew how to throw a kid a fuck!  I laughed, those two horny bastards
couldn't wait till they got to the party.
     Big John didn't bother with hellos, he got out of the truck with Matt
still riding his dad's bull cock. Big John walked over to the picnic table
and set Matt onto it, to give him the pounding of his life.  We all stood
and watched the 12 year old get his ass split with his dad's huge dong. The
little tyke loved every minute of it. He shouted and screamed things a 12
year old shouldn't even know about, until he shot a huge wad of cum that
sprayed on his face. His dad pulled out and added his jizz to his
son's. The kid had cum hanging from his nose and eyebrows.
     "Now is as good a time to get things started as any" I announced. "I
want all the boys to gather in front of me. Those of you who haven't
already gotten naked, better hop to it! I said the latter to everyone
assembled.
     "Now in honor of Mark's birthday, we are going to have a backyard
wrestling match and the winners will get to participate in a special match,
that will take place later" the assembled boys were ecstatic at the thought
of being able to wrestle with one another. All were avid wrestling fans and
followed it religiously. They were all shouting and jumping up and down
with glee.
     "All the dads, there are bottles of baby oil on the table by the
picnic table. Grab a bottle and oil down your sons. Lets get ready to
rumble!" I shouted. Grabbing Mark and Jake I started to slather them with
the oil. I paid particular attention to their boy cock's and asses. Jake
liked to have his ass played with, so I obliged him by shoving two fingers
in him and finger fucked him for several minutes.  He had learned to use
his ass muscles to work on anything shoved into his hole. I felt my fingers
disappear into him where he clenched his muscles around them and rode them
for all he was worth.  Jake was a real bottom pig. He was getting too
excited so I had to stop.
     Mark was turning into quite the horny young man himself. He lunged for
his 12 year old cousin Mathew who was already oiled up and ready to go. I
had all I could do to pull him back over to me and oil him down some
more. I took a squirt of baby oil and surrounded his boy meat with my slick
hands. He let out a loud moan when I concentrated on his cockhead, stroking
into the piss slit and sending shivers up his body. He was putty in my
hands. "Happy Birthday buddy" I whispered into his ear, as my hand reached
around to part his beautiful ass cheeks and played with his rosebud.
     "Come here" I said grabbing my two bundles of joy to my chest. "Lets
see if I've done a good job. Rub your boners into my chest." I instructed
them. I pushed out my chest and both boys brought their cock's to my chest
and began rubbing the well lubed meat sticks all along my hairy chest. They
paid particular attention to my nipples, massaging their dicks onto them
making my nips perk up real nice. I didn't want them to shoot, so I stood
up and took both of their hands in mine and led them to the tarp I had laid
down earlier.
     "Since it's Mark's birthday we'll let him wrestle first. Who do you
want to wrestle Marky?"
     He immediately grabbed Matt's hand and drug him to the tarp. I
announced the rules: No biting, gouging, below the belt stuff, and reminded
them that it was a friendly game. I wanted them to have fun, but not hurt
each other. Both boy's were evenly matched. They weighed about the same,
but Matt had an edge. He was used to fighting with his older brother Little
John, who was already taking after his dad in every respect. He was a
pretty big little dude. I concentrated on the match. Mark had Matt on the
ground and was sitting on his back. I looked down to see his little boy
pucker peeking out from his splayed cheeks. Beautiful! Now Matt had the
advantage. He was on top of Marky. The baby oil making the two grapplers
slide across one another's bodies like, well like greased boys. It was hard
for either of them to get anywhere. One boy would no sooner struggle to the
top when the oil made him lose his advantage.
     There did come a point when Matt figured a way to get a grip on
Marky. He shoved his throbbing boy tool right up Mark's ass in one
swoop. Mark looked very surprised. He quickly adjusted and didn't mind
taking the bottom position. Matt started fucking into him with a vengeance.
Marky just leaned his upper torso into the ground and took the fuck like a
trooper. A big smile spread across his face and he reached under him to
milk his tool. "God what a beautiful kid" I thought to myself proudly.  It
wasn't long before Matt was filling Mark's boy hole with his cream. Matt
was bucking into Mark pretty good. I thought he would make a good rodeo
rider. He came loudly, shouting a stream of obscenities out as he did. I
blushed when I heard his stream of profanities. There was no mistaking
where he picked that up from, I mused to myself. Mark shot a load onto the
tarp. I saw it but was too busy looking at the action all around me. The
waiting fathers and sons were taking turns plowing each others holes.
     "We need two more contestants" I said helping Mark to his feet and
bending down to lick the streaming cum from his ass. All the boys rushed
forward and piled onto the make shift mat. This was more of a hit than I
had hoped it would be. The mat was a sea of boy bodies. There were arms,
legs, balls, dick, assholes, and elbows all writhing together in a
glistening pile. It was a sight to behold. Little John took charge and
porked 6 year old Max onto his teen boy cock. Max squealed out with glee.
Tom and Mark double fucked their cousin Harry, who was as big a boy slut as
my little Jake was.  Speaking of Jake he, Sean and Seth were rolling around
rubbing their bodies against one another, delighting in the feel of their
little throbbing boners sliding across each others hot, slick skin. After
awhile it was hard to distinguish whose boy was whose. The proud fathers
stood around jacking their cocks at the marvelous sight. One boy would be
on top one minute, only to slide off and find his hole violated by
someone's cock.  A few of them were lucky enough to have two poles shoved
up their slick chutes. I was standing stroking my cock when what felt like
a plum was shoved up against my asshole. I turned around to see Big John
intent on impaling me with his humongous rod.
     "Just thought it would be a nice way to thank you for the festivities"
smiled my father.
     I smiled back and prepared myself for the onslaught to come. Big John
was not known for his gentle ways. Sure enough, he impaled me in one
thrust. I sucked the air back into my lungs and began to tug my leaking
cock. I moved with the monster in me to the mat and grabbed the nearest boy
and fucked him onto my cock while I was ripped from here to kingdom
come. The other dads followed suit fucking their own leaking dicks into the
pile of boys on the slippery mat. I had a hard time seeing all the
action. John's tool was throbbing up into my throat. I had Max bouncing on
my cock and my face was buried in my brother Luke's balls, which were
banging off Little John's ass. I saw Jake riding my dad like a bucking
bronco; Mark throwing his cousin Harry a hard fuck; Big Harry eating Seth's
ass, while Little Harry rode his dick; Tom and Sean were wrestling around
on the mat still, rubbing their cock's across each others boy pecs; Pete
taking Heath and Little Luke's boy cock's up his quivering hole, while he
sucked on Matt's boy pole. There wasn't an unused cock, mouth, or set of
finger's out of the bunch.
     I quickly felt my orgasm building as I heard the others around me
blasting off. I was the meat in a Big John and Max sandwich and it felt
fan-fucking-tastic! Max fucked his 6 year old boy cunt onto my rod while
Big John reamed me with his lady killer. I couldn't help it anymore, I
grabbed Max and brought his tight little ass up hard against my crotch and
unloaded gallons of cum up the boys hot little ass. My twitching rod milked
Big John of his second impressive wad of the day. I could feel it already
seeping out my ass. I rested and watched the rest of the crowd dump their
loads. Cum was shooting everywhere! Assholes were dripping with it. Some
were on their second load! I knew this mat was a good purchase. I looked
over at Mark who was riding his Uncle Luke's dong and lost to the world in
bliss. I thought to myself "Happy 12th birthday Kiddo" and rolled over to
take a fresh cock in my mouth.

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