Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 09:37:48 +0100 (BST)
From: john james <jjdick1234@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Gay incest - Dad's little helpers - chapter 8.

This story is exactly that, a story and has no
relevance to anyone alive or dead.


Dads little helpers.


Chapter 8.

After we had all cleaned up we headed downstairs and
settled down in the lounge for the night. Charlie had
made sandwiches for tea and we all sat around watching
tv.
The upstairs was now cleared, paint tins put outside
and I was cuddled into Dad on the sofa and Charlie was
in the arm chair with his leg slung over the side. I
looked over and saw his balls were hanging down and
his shaved dickie was hanging softly to the side. I
loved my brothers willy.

"You ok son" Dad asked over to Charlie who was
occasionally reaching around to his bottom and giving
it a little scratch.

"Yeah Dad, I got a nice feeling in my bottom from that
paint brush" and I watched as his willy started to
thicken and lengthen down around his balls.

"You liked it eh, better than your mums dildo or even
the real thing" and with that Dad reached down to his
own hardening willy and waved it at my brother.

They both laughed at this and Dad put his arm around
me and ran his hand up and down my back. My head was
resting into his stomach and it moved up and down with
his laughing.

"You ok Freddie, your quiet" Dad said to me.

"Yeah Dad I am just a little tired, its been a long
day" and I moved my arm around his front and cuddled
into him. His arm came up my back and came up and
stroked my hair.

There was a knock at the back door and we all  jumped
out of our skin when the back door opened

"Anyone in" Terry asked, one foot already in the door.

Dad shot up so quickly I fell off the sofa and landed
on my back on the floor, as I looked around Terry had
walked the 6 steps into the room and looked down at my
little boy body lying on the floor.

Dad had grabbed a cushion and was holding it in front
of his dickie and Charlie had jumped behind the chair
he had been sitting on.

Terry leant down and held out his hand to me, his hand
was big and I put my little hand into his and he
effortlessly pulled me up to my feet.

"Oh sorry guys I did not mean to interrupt, Sally has
sent me in to see if you guys want my help tomorrow
when the beds arrive, putting them up" all the time he
said it he was looking at my little boy body.

Dad stammered " Terry, er, we were just having a lads
night in, we have just had a bath, separately" he then
added." We were just chilling" and he looked to both
Charlie and I "Run upstairs boys and go put some
shorts on"

"Don't do it on my account, like I said I used to do
the same with my brothers when I was young, takes me
back really, and to tell you the truth I have not been
able to think about anything else all day" and he
looked a little embarrassed as he looked over at my
little body again. "If anything it should be me taking
my clothes off as I am out numbered by three to one"
and he laughed nervously.

I looked up at Dad and he was staring at Terry, who
was trying to hold his stare.

"We were just chilling" he said again, "fancy a beer
Terry?".

"Don't mind if I do" and he smiled at Dad and I looked
up and saw my Dad hold his eye contact for a few more
seconds .

"Charlie go get Terry a beer son"

Charlie was now stood up behind the chair with his
dickie covered by the cushion on the back. He looked
over to Dad who gave him a nod of the head. He stepped
out from behind the sofa and placed his hand over the
front of his willy and walked past us all and we all
watched my brothers bottom go over to the fridge and
saw him bend over and take out a beer. As he bent down
his bottom opened and we all got to see his poo hole.
Charlie got back up, closed the fridge door and turned
and walked towards Terry with the can of beer, he did
not bother to put his hand over his willy this time
and I saw it move from side to side as he walked over
to us. He handed the can to Terry who with a puzzled
look on his face was checking out my brothers shaved
willy.

"Sit down Terry" Dad said pointing to the chair
charlie had been sat in.

Terry walked over, glad of something else to look at
but I saw him look over at me whilst he settled
himself down.

"Do you want a sandwich or something" Dad offered, he
had now removed the cushion and was sitting back down
on the sofa, I stayed stood where I was wondering what
was going on, we were all still nudie and it had all
happened so quick. Less than two minutes ago I had
been quite happly cuddling into Dads stomach.

"No I'm fine, me and sally just ate" he stammered, he
looked embarrassed, and he held his can tightly, he
took sips quickly and was looking around at the three
of us.
"You know I feel quite nervous for some reason, have I
really not come at a bad time, perhaps I should go"
and with that he got up quickly but the can of beer
had other plans and  he dropped it out of his hand. I
watched as in slow motion as the can went down as
Terry stood up and a steam of lager came out of the
can and went down the leg of his jeans.

"Oh fuck" Terry said as he grabbed at the can again
but as it spun he grabbed it up upside down and more
came out "Fuck it". Beer was now over his trainers
too.

Charlie reached over to the kitchen counter and
grabbed a roll of kitchen towel. The room has the
kitchen and front room in one so it is quite big. He
walked over to Terry who was stood there just looking
down at his wet clothes and shoes, he looked very
embarrassed now. Charlie tore off some sheets of the
kitchen roll and bent down to start to mop up some of
the beer that was in a puddle on the wooden floor.

"I am such an idiot" he said as he held he dripping
beer can looking over at my father.
"I am so sorry mate, I had better go".

"Don't be silly Terry" Dad said "Just take your shoes
and pants off and we can dry them for you".

"No, no" Terry stammered "I should go now, I have made
a tit of myself" and he looked over at where I was
standing, by this time I was stood with my hands on my
hips just watching what had happened. His eyes were on
my face then I watched as he looked down to my willy.
I felt a mixture of excitement as up to four days ago
we would not have been in this position, now Terry had
seen me nudie twice today and he was the one who
looked odd wearing clothes around us.

"Terry" Dad stared at him for a few seconds " take
your wet things off and we can dry them, you have
nothing to be scared of. We were just chilling out and
watching tv. We are all boys together and we sit
around nude a lot, and besides who wants to spend all
the time washing and ironing clothes" he laughed.

Charlie got up off his hands and knees, wet kitchen
roll in his hands and he walked over to the bin and
washed his hands.

"Charlie get Terry another beer buddy" Dad called to
him "and get one for me and you too"

"Nice one" Charlie said, I watched his bottom move
around the kitchen as he busied himself.

"Do you want anything Freddie" Charlie shouted over.

"I'll have a beer too" I said cheekily and Dad, Terry
and Charlie all burst out laughing. I laughed too and
Dad patted the sofa for me to sit down next to him
again. My naked bottom touched the sofa and he put his
hand out and ruffled my hair.

"Have we got any lemonade" Dad shouted over to
Charlie.

"Yeah" he shouted as he looked in the cupboard.

"Well get a glass, pour half full of lemonade and half
full of beer and he can have a shandy.
Tonight is a mans chill out night and we are all men
together. Right Terry?" Dad looked over at him.

"Well if you don't mind mate" Terry replied his face
less worried now.

"Right well get those wet jeans off and trainers,
charlie can you put them in the washing machine on a
quick wash and dry for him son".

All eyes went to Terry who buy now had sat on the end
of the chair and was untying the laces on his
trainers, he kicked them off and he stood up and undid
his belt. I watched as Terry did this, it was strange
seeing someone I knew strip off in front of me in my
own house. I liked Terry, he was younger than Dad and
a little taller. Sally his wife always said hello to
me when she saw me and I often sat on the wall and
watched Terry on a Sunday when he washed his car on
the drive way. He always used to splash me with the
hose pipe when he was spraying the top of the car and
we would laugh at him doing it. Sometimes he would
have the CD player on, all the windows down and if it
was a hot day take his t-shirt off whilst he waxed the
car after he had washed it. When he was finished he
would go into his house and always brought out two
cans of coke and he would hand one to me and we would
sit on the wall admiring his gleaming car. There was
once when he had cleaned it and he had gone inside for
the coke that a bird had flown over and poo'ed on the
roof and when he came back out he started to swear and
jump up and down shouting he would kill it if he got
his hands on it. I sat drinking my coke whilst he went
back to cleaning the roof. I liked Terry he made me
laugh.

Terry had now started to unbuckle his belt, three
pairs of eyes were all on him. The belt lay open on
his jeans and he reached for the buttons. He opened
them and pulled the wet jeans down his legs and they
gathered around his ankles and he stepped out of them.
He stood there in blue boxer shorts and his t-shirt.
He reached down and picked up the jeans, socks and
trainers.

"Don't worry about washing them I will just put them
outside the back door and do it when I get home" he
said.

" Won't Sally think it a bit odd when you go back in
in just your boxers and t-shirt" Dad asked.

"She is not in tonight, she has gone out with her
sister to see some slushy film at the pictures, she
won't be back until later" Terry said as he opened the
back door and threw his wet clothes down on to the
decking. I watched as he closed the door behind him
and walked back across the room, past where Charlie
was busy opening beers and making me a shandy.

"So if Sally is out of the way it is all boys
together" Dad laughed.

"Yeah I suppose it is" Terry laughed as he sat back
down in the chair "It is a long time since I had a
boys night, but I have never had one like this" and he
looked between the three of us. Charlie was carrying
over two cans and Charlie watched as my nudie brother
walked towards him and handed him his beer then
reached over and handed one to our Dad.

Charlie walked back towards the kitchen and we all
watched him, his bottom was round and smooth and I
loved seeing it, and I loved my brother. He picked up
a can for himself and my shandy and walked over to me.
He handed me the glass of fizzy beer, it had a big
head on it and I put my nose over the glass and could
smell the lemonade. I took a sip and I got some of the
head of the shandy up my nose. The taste was bitter
and sweet and I felt so grown up.

"There you go son, your first taste of beer" Dad said
proudly "You are growing up son" and Dad reached
forward with his can of open beer and he tapped it
against the side of my glass. I felt so proud. There I
was nudie on the sofa, my brother and father with me
and Terry in his boxers and t-shirt. I felt such a
man, all grown up even though I have the body of the
little boy I am I felt as grown up as the men with me.

We all sat there drinking our beer for a few minutes,
no one said anything but no one had to say anything,
it felt relaxed.

"I have to say seeing you two this morning took me
back to when I was a young boy growing up with my
brothers" Terry said " My mum died when I was young so
it was just my Dad, my three older brothers and me. We
used to spend a lot of time naked as it was a house
full of men. We did everything in front of each other,
it was a small house and there was no room for secrets
or privacy. I shared my room with my brothers".

"Wow" Charlie said.

"Yeah growing up the youngest of four was quite good"
he said as he looked over to me.
I never got picked on at school but I did get hassle
at home, as my brothers were older there were some
things they could do that I was too young to do so all
I could do was help them out. Then when I was old
enough the two eldest had left home so that just left
me with Dad and my brother I shared my room with. It
was still cool we did all things together but we just
had more room " and he laughed at that last bit.

"What do you mean you were too young to do" Charlie
asked, he was now sitting cross legged on a cushion on
the floor.

Terry looked a little embarrassed and mumbled. "You
know things that teenage boys get up too".

"You mean wanking" charlie quickly responded.

A flustered Terry looked at Dad as if to say I have
said too much and he took a drink of his beer.

"So come on Terry, you have gone this far, do you mean
wanking" Dad asked laughing.

Terry looked really uncomfortable, he took another
drink from his can and then nodded his head.

"Wow that's cool" Charlie said.

Dads was sitting next to me on the sofa, beer in his
left hand and with his right he was stroking my arm
and I cuddled into him. I was felling relaxed again,
Terry looked over but I did not feel funny about being
close to Dad, I loved my Dad and because he was
relaxed with Terry so was I.

Terry took a deep breath " Since seeing you two
earlier I cannot stop thinking about being younger
again and being around my brothers. Sally did not send
me in to offer to help with the beds, She doesn't even
know I am here, I used that as an excuse " he said
looking over at my father. "I just needed a bit of
male company and you guys are so relaxed around each
other its great" and with that he smiled and he
started to look like he was relaxing.

"How much older was your brother you shared your room
with" Charlie asked.

"There is about three years between us" he went quiet
for a moment as if remembering " my two older brothers
joined the army when I was 12 so that just left the
three of us."

"Did you get your own room when they moved out"
Charlie asked.

Terry paused for a second "No I carried on sharing
with my brother, we were very close by then".

Dad looked over to Terry and took a swig of his beer
then said "If it would help you to recreate the mood
why not take off the rest of your things" and he held
Terry's gaze for a few seconds.

Terry sat forward in the chair, placed his can on the
floor and reached down and lifted his t-shirt off over
his head. We all sat and watched him. His chest was
smooth and he had tattoo's on the top of his arm and
one on his chest. He placed the t-shirt on the floor
next to the can and then reached into the band of his
boxer shorts he pulled them down and off around his
ankles. From where I was sitting I could not see his
willy but I was mesmerised by the sight of his legs.
They were long and not as hairy as my dads but they
were very manly. I could see that Charlie was trying
to adjust himself on his cushion to get a good view
between Terry's legs. Terry reached back for his can
and placed it in front of his willy. Charlie looked
disappointed.

"You guys are great" he added.

"Thanks"  Dad said, " We have had our problems lately
as I have been very busy with work and neglecting
these two but things have changed and I now know where
my priorities lye".  He smiled over at Charlie and his
hand brushed down my arm and gently tapped my bottom.
"It has taken this weekend to make me appreciate my
boys, they are good boys and have made their old Dad
very happy but there is one thing I need to ask Terry"
and the tone of Dad's voice changed slightly.

Terry sat forward in his chair and looked at Dad.

"I need you to know what you have seen here stays
here,  we choose not to wear clothes as we are all
comfortable around each other but if that got out it
could make things very difficult for me and I would
hate for anything to happen to the boys as they are my
life".

Terry slowly nodded his head " I understand, I have
told you about my brothers and that is something I
have not told anyone else ever,  even Sally does not
know about that part of my life, it is not something
you go around telling people".

"Well that is what I am talking about, I would
appreciate if you did not mention this to her, no
disrespect but she has a big mouth and I know how she
gossips and I do not want this getting around".

"I promise mate, what we are doing now stays here,
after all how am I going to explain to my wife that I
have been sat around drinking beer naked with underage
boys" and Terry looked over at Charlie and me.

"Well as long as you understand mate, you are free to
drop around and chill with us like this anytime you
want but it stays between the four of us." and Dad
took a swig from his can.

Terry moved the can up to his mouth and Charlie moved
his head over and checked out Terry's dickie and he
turned to Dad and I and mouthed the word `WOW'. Terry
caught him doing it and he laughed.

"I will take that as a complement then Charlie" and he
laughed and it broke the seriousness of the moment. We
all relaxed and turned our attention back to the tv
and for the next half hour we all just sat in silence
watching the program. Terry was now sat relaxed in the
chair with his legs open, and beer can resting on his
thigh, Charlie was now lying on his side on the floor
his head resting in his arm and Dad was sat on the
sofa with his legs open and I was resting my head
against his thigh and he was stroking my hair. I was
lying on my side, my willy hanging down and the end of
it was touching the fabric of the sofa.

When the program ended Charlie stretched out on the
floor, and rolled on to his back.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom" Terry asked Dad.

"No problem, upstairs on the left" Dad said.

Terry leaned forward and placed his beer can back on
the floor and stood up. To me lying down on my side he
seemed taller with no clothes on, and both my Dad,
brother and  I all watched him get up. He had a slim
waist and you could tell where he had been sunbathing
with his shorts on as he had a white section. His
pubic hair was black but not bushy like Dads and his
willy was about the same size as Dads but it was thin
and it had a big floppy bit of skin hanging down which
made it look longer. We all watched him walk to the
stairs and  and disappear up them.

"Fucking hell Dad he is lovely" Charlie said and he
reached down between his legs and held his soft willy
in his fingers and gave himself a little tug.

"Hey now steady on son, this is just lads chilling out
together you keep your willy soft and sit on your
hands" he laughed. "I know he has a great body but he
must not know what we have been doing,  let him think
we just sit around nude and that is it, ok" and he
looked at us both.

Charlie and I nodded our agreement and we heard the
toilet flush and then the tap run.
Our heads all turned back to the stair case and waited
for Terry to come back down them.
As he started to come down the stairs he smiled at us
and walked back to his seat. I watched as his willy
was swinging from side to side. The floppy skin was
half way over his willy head now and coming down to
cover it fully, he must have pulled it back to wee
like I do I thought.

No one was interested in the next program so Dad
reached for the remote control and turned it off.

"Terry what did you mean by you where too young to do
anything with your brothers but you helped out"
Charlie asked, Dad put his hand to his head and let
out a small groan and wiped his hand over his face.I
knew what it meant, trust my brother to go asking
questions straight out.

"Charlie you cannot go asking questions like that" Dad
said in a strained voice.

"Don't worry its ok" Terry said "Get me another beer
and I might tell you" he laughed.

Charlie looked over to Dad who nodded his head and my
brother got up walked towards the fridge.

Terry looked over at Dad and winked "I have not felt
this happy and relaxed in a long,long time, Thank
you".

Dad nodded his head and raised his can up to toast
him, the can sounded nearly empty.

" Pass your old Dad another beer too son, this could
get interesting" and he smiled over at Terry.

I reached out and took another sip of Shandy,
savouring the taste, I looked around and I felt such a
big boy being allowed to spend time with everyone.

Charlie came back carrying three cans, he distributed
them out and then went back to lying legs open on the
floor and he put his hands behind his head and reached
for the cushion he had been sat on and then he settled
back.

"Well living with three brothers and my father in a
two bedroom house with one bathroom was quite cramped,
that is why I shared with my three brothers. We were
in the biggest room and there were two lots of bunk
beds in there. My brothers were always talking about
girls, sex and stuff. My oldest brothers are twins and
they are the two in the army now. They are seven years
older than me so I was six or seven when they hit
puberty and they were constantly wanking. I would be
sent to bed early being the youngest and sometimes I
would be woken up by the bed moving when my brother
above me would have a wank or if the twins were sat on
the bed opposite sat side by side wanking off, I would
pretend to be asleep and slightly open my eyes and
look over at them and see them sometimes rest their
knees together whilst they did it, there were times
when they would sit side by side and wrap their hands
around the others dick and wank each other off" Terry
stopped for a moment, a smile came over his face as if
remembering and I looked over and I saw his dickie was
beginning to lengthen.

"Then over the years they took it a little further
than wanking each other off and my other brother then
got involved and and he was the one who introduced me
to doing things with him.  There was one day when I
was about nine or ten and my other brother slipped
into my bottom bunk one night when I was sleeping and
he put his hard dick between my bum cheeks. I woke up
to find him grunting away moving in and out of my
cheeks and as he started to shoot into me he put his
hand over my mouth so I could not shout out. Anyway he
just got out of bed and jumped up into his own bunk
and went to sleep. I just lay there with a wet bottom,
none of us slept in pyjamas so it made my sheets
sticky so I had to get up and get a towel and lay it
in the bed and slept on that all night. When my Dad
came to wake us the next morning he noticed the towel
and asked me what it was for. I said it was because I
was cold and had got it in the night and he believed
me."

"Wow, then what happened" Charlie said all wide eyed,
I looked over at him and his dickie was standing up
hard. I still had my head nestled into my Dads leg and
it moved occasionally and I knew he was adjusting his
own willy.

"Well it happened again and again and I had to keep a
old towel under my pillow to wipe up. Anyway one night
he was humping my bottom and the twins who had stayed
up late walked in on us. I was lying on my front and
my brother was lying on top of me. The twins stood in
silence and my brother froze, I had my face buried in
the pillow dreading what would happen next. They
walked over to the bed and pulled the sheet off and
there we were naked with his dick in my bottom. I
could feel his hard dickie had shrunk inside me and
one of the twins pulled him off me, I carried on lying
there, my face in the pillow and I heard the sound of
trousers dropping and the belt hit the floor then the
bed gave under me a little and I felt one of my twin
brothers big hard dickie in my bottom. My other
brother was only just starting to grow so he was not
that big, but the twins they had men dicks and they
were big. I felt the big head of his dick touch my
arse hole and he started to move in and out of me, I
could feel my hole opening up to take him. He pulled
out a little, spat on his hand and then I felt his wet
dick go back into my hole and he pushed in and then he
fucked me. He fucked me hard until he came in me. When
he had finished he pulled out and I thought that would
be it but then I heard the sound of trousers dropping
again and I heard the spit and then I felt the other
twin enter my arse and he pushed right into me in one
go. I bit into the pillow and he went at it. I had my
hair pulled up and my face came out of the pillow and
there was my other brother stood in front of me and
the twin who had first fucked me put my brothers hard
dick in my mouth and holding on to my hair he moved my
head up and down whilst I blew him. I did not know at
the time what a blow job was but I just put my mouth
around it and sucked. My brother shot in my mouth
after a few secinds and the second twin shot in my
arse." Terry paused and looked over at us.

We were all there open mouthed at what we had just
heard. I moved my head up slightly and noticed Dads
dickie was sticking straight up and Charlie had his
hand wrapped around his own hard dickie and when I
looked down my dickie was sticking out hard too. Terry
adjusted himself in the chair and I saw that he was
now sticking up. Terry reached for his beer can, took
a swig and then placed it back down.

"So there it is, this went on for quite a few years,
well until the twins moved out and their bunk beds got
burnt on a bonfire and our dad sawed our remaining
bunk into two and pushed them both together and me and
my brother slept together for many years. When it was
just the two of us he was not as rough as he had been
with me when my brothers were at home, he was more
caring but he fucked like a rabbit and he was one
horny fucker. He would sometimes fuck me at night and
then as soon as he woke up the next morning he would
have his dick back in me.....You know something you
are the only people I have ever told that this has
happened" Terry looked like he was getting tears in
his eyes.

We all stayed quiet for the next few minutes and
during the silence Dad stroked up and down my back
resting his hand over my bottom.

"Did you enjoy what they did to you Terry" Charlie
asked breaking the silence.

Terry thought for a moment and then nodded "Yeah I
did, I would have done anything for my brothers but I
do have one regret though".

"What is that" Dad asked.

"Well it was always me getting fucked  in the arse or
in the mouth but I suppose that was because I was the
youngest but I wished all those years it was going on
that I had a little brother who I could then do it
too. I did not want to be the youngest" he said.


When I hit puberty all my brothers had left home, the
twins were in the army and my other brother went off
back packing with his friends at seventeen and did not
come back for three years. That just left me and my
dad and he was now seeing a woman who was constantly
at our house and I would be kept awake by the sounds
of them fucking in the next room. She was not quiet
either.  All I dreamt of at that time was a little
brother to have in my bed, to have sex with, have a
laugh with and share things with" and as he said that
last part he was looking over at me.

"Charlie you are a lucky boy having such a cute
brother" Terry said.

Charlie looked over at me "I know" he said and he
smiled over at me.

I leaned over and took my glass again and took a sip
of the shandy, I was really getting a taste for it now
. I was nice and relaxed and I liked the feel of Dads
hand resting on my bottom, making circular motions.

Dad looked over at Terry " That must have taken some
guts to tell us that, Thank you" and he raised his can
in a toast.

Terry raised his can in response and they both took
big swigs of the beer.

"You know Terry I think there may be a way of helping
you out my friend" Dad said and his hand moved up my
back and ruffled my hair. "Terry sit back in the chair
and close your eyes".

Terry looked at my Dad and then at Charlie and I and
placed his can back down and rested back fully in the
chair. He closed his eyes and sat there with his hands
resting on his legs.

Dad tapped me on the shoulder and I looked up at him.
He leant down and whispered into my ear "Freddie would
 you like to take Terry's dickie in your mouth like
you did for Charlie and I ?".

I sat up and nodded my head and Dad helped me off the
sofa and I walked the few steps and stood in front of
Terry. I looked back over at Dad and he motioned with
his head for me to kneel down. I did as I was told and
reached out my little hand and wrapped  it around
Terry's willy. I leaned in a little and took the head
of his willy into my mouth.

"Oh fuck" Terry gasped, eyes still shut but his mouth
now open, I looked up and saw his tongue wetting  his
lips. I worked my mouth around the shaft and started
to move up and down remembering what Dad had taught
me. For balance I rested one hand on Terry's knee and
the other on the inside of his thigh. Terry had a
different taste to my Dad or brother, he had a
stronger manly smell. He eased back into his chair and
his head rested now on the back of the chair. I made
the sucking stronger and as he had a thinner dickie
than Dad I seemed to glide up and down on it with
ease. It was nice to have a thin dick in my mouth I
thought as I slurped away. After a minute of making my
mouth wet I ran my tongue around the dick of his head
and he moaned out.

"Oh fucking hell where did you learn that little
fella?" he said as I carried on licking his dickie
head and moving up and down at the same time. I moved
my hand off his knee and wrapped it around the base of
his hard dickie and with my other hand rubbed it along
his thigh. He was moaning aloud now and I was going up
and down faster and faster, I felt his legs tighten a
little as I stroked and his big hand came around the
back of my head and stroked my hair, all the time it
was moving my head up and down that little bit faster.

"Oh shit" he panted as his breath was getting faster
and faster and his hand pulled my head down on to his
dickie more and I started to choke a little. Then I
felt the salty goo hit the back of my head as he fed
it down my throat. He held my head on his dickie
whilst he slowly released more goo into my throat. His
breathing slowed slightly but my heart was beating in
my chest and  he slowly released my head and I pulled
off. I looked up into his face, his eyes were just
opening and he smiled down at me.

I stayed were I was, unsure of what I should do and he
cupped my chin in his hand and moved foreword in his
seat. His face came in to meet mine and his lips
parted a little as he kissed me on the lips and then
slid his tongue inside me. His tongue was big and took
up my whole mouth and I could feel it right at the
back of my throat and I felt him lap up a piece of his
goo I still had there. He broke the kiss and gently
moved back still cupping my chin and he smiled the
biggest smile to me.

I turned around to look at Dad and then at Charlie and
both were there with their hands wrapped around their
hard willy's and both had white goo all over their
chests. They must have been playing with themselves
whilst Terry and I were doing our thing.

Dad smiled over to me, and nodded his head, he was
pleased with me I could tell and that made me feel
special.

chapter 9 to follow shortly.

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