Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2000 12:45:32 GMT
From: Philip Burbidge <philip255@hotmail.com>
Subject: The English Boy 7 (incest: Father/son/Uncle/Granddad)

This is the story of the sexual relationship between a teenage boy and his
father, and other members of his family. It is an adult's fantasy looking
back to a mythical past where he finds emotional and sexual satisfaction in
the arms and loins of his daddy - and most of his male relatives!

This chapter follows on from earlier ones which set the scene and introduce
the characters.  It graphically describes sexual acts between family
members, which are pure invention - though grounded in personal experience
and wishful thinking.  It is an adult's story for adults - some 'disguised'
as minors - and is, I repeat, a fantasy.  It comes, therefore, with all the
usual warnings, and it is not the author's intention to incite or commend
incest or sex with minors.  So if such material is likely to offend your
sensibilities, is illegal where you live, or you are yourself under age, do
not read further.

I welcome comments, observations, and suggestions to which I will gladly
reply, and am happy to hear from those who enjoyed the story and have
similar tastes.  Sincere thanks to all those who responded so
enthusiastically, not to say personally and graphically, to previous
chapters - they were most gratifying, in a variety of ways!
philip255@hotmail.com

Chapter 7: `A Family Affair!'

A week or so after my father's intriguing comments about finding me some
more cock, my mother announced that she had to go to the States on a
business trip, taking in several cities: New York, Chicago, then St, Louis,
over to San Francisco and LA, and back home via Houston and Atlanta.  She
would be away for at least three weeks, probably four, during my school
vacation.  My dad pretended to make a big deal of it, and got her to agree
for me to go down to stay with his family in the West country for a while,
which would help solve the 'baby-sitting' problem.  Her parents had booked
a cruise for that period and would be away themselves.  My mother didn't
approve of my dad's family because she considered them uncouth, and she
certainly didn't like the idea of me picking up their 'rough manners', but
it seemed the only solution.  'Perhaps the country air would do me good'.
Country cock was more on my mind!

It had been years since I had seen my granddad and twin uncles - at my
grandma's funeral four years ago.  I didn't remember them very clearly but
I seemed to recall that my uncles, Luke and Mark (identical twins), were
fun.  They were four years younger than my dad and darker than him; more
like my granddad whom I recalled as being rather stern..  They used to play
with me and wrestle me to the ground and tickle me.  I enjoyed being with
them in an innocent sort of way.  I had the vaguest recollection of them
enjoying tapping my bottom, and having me sit on their knees while they
stroked my legs, which augured well.

Luke was still married but Mark was divorced and had moved back in with his
dad.  To every one's surprise, Luke had joined the police force and lived
in a small town about five miles away.  After a spell in the navy, Mark had
become a school-teacher.  They both had kids of their own, but I couldn't
remember what sex they were.  My granddad had built up his own engineering
business, but had sold it when he turned fifty (none of his sons were
interested in taking it over) and retired to a small-holding.  It had a
large neglected farmhouse that he was restoring, and several hectares of
land on which he kept rare breeds of horses and ponies.  It was more or a
hobby than a commercial concern.

Dad decided to take some time off and spend a week at my granddad's farm
with me.  We made the six hour drive during the day, arriving in the early
evening.  I wanted us to stop on the way for a quick blow job as we hadn't
had sex for three days, but dad said no, wait until we get to the farm.  I
offered to blow him as we drove down the motor way, but he said he might
crash and I would be found in the twisted wreckage with his cock still in
my mouth.

"What a way to go!" I thought.

We were greeted by my uncle Mark, who, being a teacher, was also on
vacation, but granddad was at some market or other on the other side of the
county.  He'd be back later.

Uncle Mark was better looking than I remembered, or perhaps he had filled
out with age.  Slightly taller than my dad, he was slimmer and not so
brawny, but still quite muscular.  He had the family's startling blue eyes,
but black hair and a dark complexion.  His open denim shirt revealed a
chest matted with dark, curly hair that I imagined travelled all the way
down to his groin.  I found myself staring at his crotch.  The tight light
blue faded jeans were not good at disguising a full crotch and the fact
that he dressed to the left.  I blushed as my dad caught me studying him.
They exchanged greetings and then dad drew me over and introduced me.

"Well, you've certainly grown up since I last saw you.  What a handsome
young man.  I bet you turn a few heads!"

He ruffled my hair and stroked my cheek.  I blushed.  "Let's go inside and
I'll get us a drink."

We sat down, each in a huge old leather armchair, in a large wood-panelled
room they called the drawing room, with a large open fireplace, a polished
wooden floor, and large expensive rugs covering the floor.  It looked like
something out of a tv costume drama series.

Mark brought me an iced coke and he and my dad had a beer.  As he entered
the room, my dad whispered "Just take your cue from me," and winked.

I didn't know what he meant.  Uncle Mark sat in large matching sofa and
dad, who had got up to look at some portraits on the wall of severe looking
men in Victorian dress, walked over to me and said,

"Well, Mark, what do you think of this lad of mine.  Cute, isn't he?"

He gestured for me to get up, and, standing behind me with his hand on my
shoulder, he placed me in front of Mark, who replied,

"Just a bit too cute, especially in those shorts and tee shirt!"  I
blushed, and then felt dad's hand slide round my front and up my shorts.

"Dad!" I said nervously, and Uncle Mark's eyes popped out on stalks. Dad
slid his hands under the shorts he had made me wear - I preferred jeans -
and fondled my genitals

"Wow!" sighed Uncle Mark, "Does he like .. Do you ...You don't mean you ...
like we... I mean us ...  Fucking hell!" he blabbered, as my dad continued
to molest me in the most salacious way he could to get his brother going.

My dad must have just smiled - and carried on groping my testicles under my
shorts and my little cock soon sprang to attention.

"Fucking Hell!" he repeated, drinking in the scene of his older brother
interfering with his pretty young nephew.

"Go on, Mark, have a feel, he loves it. Have a fondle. I'm sure he'd love
his uncle's hand around his cock, wouldn't you, son?"  He pushed me forward
towards my uncle and I felt his hard cock press into my back.  Mark
tentatively stretched out his hand; my dad took it and placed it firmly on
my hard cock, and pressed his own on top.

"You see, hard as a little rock. He loves cock, especially family cock.  In
fact, I've brought him down here because he's wearing me out!"

"Fucking Hell," repeated my uncle breathlessly, and began to squeeze my
cock.  Then he slipped his hands under my shorts and his hand met dad's.
The two men fondled me together, each allowing the other to feel and
squeeze my cock and stroke my balls - each getting off on watching the
other.

"Go on, pull his shorts down, and have a good look at his little boy's
tackle," said my dad.

He had his arm supportively around my waist and was nuzzling and kissing my
neck, while rubbing his swollen crotch into my back.  That really got Uncle
Mark going.  He slid my shorts down and gently held my cock between his
thumb and two fingers and slowly wanked me.  I was now very horny myself,
and producing small beads of precum from the end of my knob.  Dad moved his
arm, stretched between my legs and tweaked my balls while Mark wanked.  The
two men were using me as their sex toy; and I loved it!

"Fucking Hell!" said Mark, again, hardly able to take in what was
happening.

"A young lad making love-juice for his daddy!  I never thought I would see
that again."

Dad bent my cock down and pointed it at Mark's mouth.  He leaned forward
and, to my complete amazement, took it in his mouth and began to suck,
licking off my precum with his tongue.  I had never been sucked before and
thought that boys suck and get fucked, and daddies fuck and get sucked!

Sensing my surprise, dad whispered, "Remember, your Uncle Mark is the
youngest of the family.  He's ninety minutes younger than your Uncle Luke.
Where did you think I learnt how to teach young lads to take cock in the
mouth and arse?"

I was speechless.  It was all part of a secret family tradition that I was
to be initiated into!

Mark stopped sucking and stood up.  There was a wet patch in his jeans
where the end of his dick lay, still imprisoned and bursting for release.

"Get your uncle's cock out, there's a good boy, before he cums in his
jeans."

I sat down in the chair and buried my face in Mark's crotch biting the
thick rod I could see outlined.  Slowly unbuttoning the studs, while he
unbuckled the heavy leather belt, I peeled away his jeans.  His black
shorts came down with his jeans and a long thick piece of manhood bounced
out.  This was only the second man-cock I had ever seen, but I spent only a
second or two admiring it before burying it in the back of my throat, my
face meeting a bush of thick black pubic hair.  Mark groaned with
unexpected pleasure.  I sucked on my uncle's cock for a while.  It felt
less thick in my throat than my father's cock, and judging by what was left
in my hand, it was probably about half an inch shorter; but still a good
mouthful and perhaps easier for long sucking sessions than my dad's which
gave me jaw ache.  Mark then lifted me to my feet and kissed me, his
designer stubble rasping erotically against my soft lips.  Dad moved behind
me and for a glorious few minutes the two men squeezed me between them.  I
could feel my dad's cock grinding into my arse and Uncle Mark's prick
thrusting into my stomach.
  I was the filling in a male incest sandwich!

"I want to see him get your cock out and suck it," said Mark urgently, "I
want to see this young lad get his daddy's spunk-gun out and fucking suck
'til it shoots all over his face and down his throat!"

I recognised the tone of voice.  It was the same as my dad's the night he
raped me.  He was so horny he was crazy with lust.

"I want to see you spread his arse and ram your daddy-cock up his tight
little arse just like ... " "Like I used to do to you?"  A deep, sonorous
voice finished the sentence for him.  We all three swung round, startled to
see granddad standing in the doorway fingering his crotch.

"Well, you three didn't take much time to get to know each other, or should
I say to you two, to reacquaint yourselves," he added with a grim smile.

Walking across the room towards us he paused and looked down at me.  My
shorts were round my ankles and I was otherwise naked.  My erection had
drooped with his interruption.

"So this is my little grandson, is it?  He looks like some Christmas card
choir-boy.  Too pretty for his own good."

A smile broke across his lips as he bent over, kissed my lips and gently
fondled my genitals with his large callused hands.

"Umm, just like you at that age, Mark, but less hair round his balls.  You
don't mind if I ... ", granddad said to dad.

"Not at all, be my guest, he's a horny little so-and-so, have a good feel,
dad.  Good to see you haven't lost your touch or your appetite for young
boys," said my dad with a leer, and offering me to him for his pleasure.

Granddad let his rough hands wander all over my body, one hand coming to
rest on my soft smooth arse and the other cupped around my cock and balls.
He was about the same height as my dad, but less stocky.  He had hair that
had once been black but was now that whitish-silver that people call
'distinguished'. His face was craggy and handsome.  His new outdoor life
meant he was tanned and quite fit, for a fifty-five year old.  His hands
were callused with years of being an engineer and lately a farmer.

"It's been a while since I fucked a lad this young and cute.  But even
then, when its not one of your own, its not the same.  I thought I'd have
to wait until Luke's boy's got a bit older; they're only six and eight, and
I'd split the little buggers in half with this fucker," replied granddad,
fondling a fulsome crotch.

"There's nothing like man to boy incest, is there lads?" he asked
rhetorically, and, as if to prove the point, three pairs of adult hands
descended on their young relation's body. I half-closed my eyes and enjoyed
the sensation of being the centre of their lustful attention.

Uncle Mark's cock had shrunk with the interruption, but the sight of his
father fondling his grandson had perked it up.  Granddad took his son's and
his grandson's cocks in each hand and slowly wanked them.

"Yes boys, I wouldn't mind seeing some family spunk flowing between fathers
and sons tonight, not to mention brothers.  And I think I might be able to
make a substantial contribution myself.  It some time since I had a good
spunk-up.  And a long time since I had the pleasure of taking part in an
incest orgy - and with such a pretty young boy!"

With that, he took his hand off Mark's cock and placed it on his own, still
locked in his green corduroy trousers, but making its presence felt with a
large bulge.

"Are we up to some family fun after the long drive?" he asked.

"You bet," said Uncle Mark enthusiastically, "Pity Luke's not here."

"I think two new cocks is quite enough for the youngster to cope with,"
replied granddad, leading the way upstairs, "Besides, young Luke is
developing some very kinky habits."

I hadn't yet seen granddad's cock, and granddad and Uncle Mark were
creaming themselves at the thought of me getting dad's cock out and sucking
him.  So they made me sit on the edge of the high Victorian brass bed and
enjoyed removing the rest of my clothes.  The three men drooled over my
smooth young body, getting off on pawing and groping me, and seeing each
other doing the same.  Mark ripped his clothes off, clambered up, and knelt
behind me, pressing his cock into the top of my back.  Dad and granddad
stood in front of me and waited for me to get their cocks out.

"Your daddy's first.  He should always get precedence.  Remember that,"
said granddad, "You are your daddy's spunk and you must always respect
him."

So I worked on dad's crotch, just as he had taught me, and slowly got out
his cock.  I paused before devouring it, wiping it around my face leaving
the gossamer threads of precum linking my cheeks with his cockhead.
Licking the end, swirling my tongue around it several times, and pressing
it into the piss-slit, I eventually took the magnificent, tormented organ
into my mouth.

My father groaned, his father sighed, "The boy's a natural, a natural
little cock son!"

Uncle Mark nearly shot his load on the spot, he was so excited.  He craned
over my head to see me take my dad's manhood deep down my throat, violently
wanking his cock up against my back, creating a wet path of precum.

Dad lifted my head off his cock and handed me over to granddad.  He had
been rubbing himself all the time I had been working on my dad, murmuring,
"Sucking his daddy's cock.  Sucking his daddy's cock.  Good little
cock-slave!"

I was able to pull down his zip and get my hand right inside his cords and
play with him for a while before heading for the venerable family jewels.
He undid the fastener at the top of his trousers and let them fall to the
floor.  His boxer shorts sported a great horn.  I slowly lifted them away
and liberated his cock.  Granddad's cock.  The cock that had made my dad
who had made me!  There was an awesome silence as I lowered my mouth over
granddad's prick, reverently taking as much in my mouth as possible.  It
was slightly shorter than my dad's cock, but in my mouth it felt the same
girth, perhaps slightly thicker.  Whereas my dad had a brazen, arrogant
cockhead, my granddad's dick had a swollen mushroom, like a hammer head.
As I wrapped my left hand round the shaft and sucked, I took my dad's cock
in my right hand and slowly wanked him.  As I did so, Uncle Mark slipped
off the bed on to the floor, and crawling between my legs he started to
lick my balls and suck my cock as I sucked his father's.

We were all so turned on by this three generational incest orgy, that none
of us could hold back our orgasms for very long.

Granddad took charge.  "Look, Alex," he said to my dad, "We both want to
see you fuck him, then have a go ourselves, as you shoot your load over
him.  Is he up to that?"

"Yes, if we're not too long and rough with him," replied my dad on my
behalf.  He produced a tube of jelly and started to lubricate his prick.

"I'll do that!" jumped in Mark, "And methodically greased up his brother's
cock while granddad got the rest of his clothes off.  Quickly sloughing off
his own clothes, daddy placed me on my knees on the bed, and standing
behind me, prepared to insert his penis into my willing arsehole.

"Wait!" shouted Mark, and pushing dad out of the way, thrust his face
between my cheeks and his tongue up my arse-ring.  He licked and slurped my
young arsehole, constantly forcing his tongue up the crack, until my hole
was well lubricated to received my daddy's cock.

"Tasty boy-butt!  Ready for his father to fuck him!" he announced, allowing
his brother to resume his position behind me.

Then he and granddad stood either side of us.  Each had a hand round dad's
throbbing shaft and another on my arse cheeks.  They wanted to be part of
the father/son fuck and bring the two together.  They watched intently for
the moment when his cock entered me.  Like two bridesmaids watching for the
precise moment when the ring slips on the bride's finger, they waited for
the exact second when father's cock entered son's arse As it happened,
growls of lust escaped from both their throats, and they removed their
hands as my father eased his cock into my rectum, up to the hilt. They
scrutinised every move, following each millimetre of daddy cock ease its
way my rectum.  It was like some ancient pagan ritual being acted out.
Mark held his brother's balls as they swayed to and fro as dad got into his
fucking mode.  Granddad stretched his hand between my legs and played with
my balls.  They felt very small, smooth and tender in his big manly paws.

After a few minutes getting my arsehole primed, dad got into his stride and
granddad climbed onto the bed in front of me.  He placed his big, red,
swollen cockhead against my lips and pushed gently.  Then for the first
wonderful time, I sucked on a big juicy man- cock while a similar one
ploughed my arse.  The harder my dad fucked me, the harder I sucked
granddad, running my tongue along the edge of the mushroom edge and
thrusting it into the piss-slit.  Granddad growled with pleasure.  Not
wanting to be left out, Uncle Mark, who was beside himself with lust at the
sight of a granddad, father and son engaged in hot horny incest, rubbed his
wet, dripping cock across my cheeks.
  As granddad fucked my mouth, Mark pushed his cockhead against his
father's dick when it bulged in my cheek.  He then changed positions,
diving underneath me and sucking my cock and licking my balls as I was
fucked from both ends.  For a time, he licked his brother's balls, and the
shaft of his cock as it ploughed in and out.  He paid special attention to
the point where dad's cock entered my arse, following the in and out
movements with his tongue.

"I going to fucking cum if I keep this up much longer," gasped my dad.

"Can I fuck him?" said Uncle Mark, removing dad's bollocks from his mouth.
So it was all change.  Dad moved to shove his prick in my mouth and I
tasted my own arse on it.  Mark slid his cock straight into my arse without
hesitating.  It fitted like a glove after my father's priming.  Granddad
moved around the back of Mark, and, hearing a squawk, I glanced round to
see that granddad had shoved his cock up his own son's arse and was rutting
him as Mark rutted me.

This was getting too much for all of us.

"I want to shoot my spunk up my grandson," said granddad spitting out the
words with barely controlled lust.

"I want to fuck my spunk into him, too, after I've seen his dad spunk all
over his cute little face and rub his prick in it" yelled Mark in the same
tone and getting more and more worked up.

"Go on, Alex, shoot your fucking spunk-gun over his cock-sucking face," he
added, for good measure.

"Right, son," said my daddy, "Flip over on to your back."

With one quick roll - and without Uncle Mark losing a stroke - I was on my
back with a full view of Uncle Mark's face crazed with lust, just like my
dad when he's about to cum.  I stretched out my non-wanking hand and ran my
fingers through the coarse black hair on his chest and pinched his nipple.
He shouted and I felt a wave of lust pass through his body, up his cock and
into mine. Behind Mark, granddad was pumping away into his arsehole, and I
felt the force of his thrusts travelling through Mark.  Just above me my
daddy's sweaty, spunk-filled balls swung heavily, brushing my forehead, and
I could see and feel him lashing his prick to a frenzied orgasm, the
cockhead was already covered with white froth.

Then suddenly it happened.  Looking up at the powerful, brawny body of my
father, the lustful snarl on his face, he paused, braced himself, aimed his
cock downwards and shot forth the first rich, milky wave of daddy spunk all
over his young son's face and chest.

"I'm shooting my fucking, load, dad.  I'm shooting all my fucking spunk
over my son!" he shouted at the top of his voice.  "Spunk to spunk!" he
added exultantly.

I felt a warm, sweet shower of my father's semen drop gently over my face
and form rivulets that flowed sluggishly down my nose, chin and cheeks.

At the first sight of my dad's spunking cock, Uncle Mark, screamed,
"Fucking hell, daddy spunk all over his son.  He's fucking fired his
spunk-gun!"

He rapidly increased his fucking and pounded the hell out of my arse.
Suddenly, he stopped and I felt his prick surge, expand, and explode inside
me, his uncle-spunk splattering my arse walls.  He rammed his avuncular
fuck-stick deep inside me, as dad continued to empty his bollocks over me.

Any hope granddad had of getting his son out of the way and shooting his
load inside his grandson, was overtaken by events.  The sight of his eldest
son unloading his copious daddy-juice over his young grandson's lips and
into his mouth, and the sudden clench of his youngest son's arsehole around
his prick as he unloaded into his nephew, was too much for the horny old
pervert.  With a roar and a savage thrust into Mark's arse (that made him
shoot harder and further into me), he launched a week's worth of pent up
daddy-spunk into his own son.

"I'll fuck some spunk into you to fuck more out of you into him.  Now give
it to him!" he snarled.

It wasn't the first time he had taken his father's cum, not by a long way.
But it was the most thrilling session they had had together since their
family sex sessions began shagging his three sons more than fifteen years
ago.

As the three men fired off their spunk-guns in rapid succession, I was
aching to cum but was almost over excited - I felt my balls were going to
blow up!  Dad brushed his glistening fatherhood across my spunk soaked face
and into my mouth.

"Clean daddy's cock up and shoot your load," he ordered.

"Oh fucking hell, just look at that sight!  Just look at that.  The boy's
cleaning up his dad's cock with the spunk still splattered all over his
face!" snarled Mark as he pulled his prick out of my arsehole and rubbed
the head against my gyrating balls.

"Yes, now it's your turn," said granddad withdrawing his cock from his
son's arse, "Now you clean your daddy's cock.  You haven't been a very
attentive little cock-son recently", and he shoved his prick down Mark's
throat.

"Now cum for daddy, there's a good boy, fucking cum for your daddy and your
granddaddy," murmured my father solemnly.

Mark left off sucking his dad's cock clean and the two of them joined dad
in stroking and pawing my body.  Suddenly I felt a release and new I was
cumming.  Looking up at my three handsome relatives, and especially my
beloved father, brandishing his cum stained prick, I started to cum.

Yelling the house down, "I'm fucking cumming!  I'm fucking cumming!" I shot
a necklace of boy-spunk high in the air and on to my face and chest to join
my daddy's spunk.  I squirmed and writhed as two, three, four more loads
erupted.  Granddad and Mark wanted to get in on the action.  They fought to
milk my little nuts and cock for more and more boy-cum with their manly
hands and strong fingers.  Mark drew circles on my chest mixing mine and
dad's cum then he scooped it up and tasted it and put some in my mouth.

"Man-spunk will make you grow up big and strong like your dad and your
uncles," he said.

We'll make sure you get plenty from all of us while your here," growled
granddad salaciously.

I lay back exhausted but satisfied; my face and body anointed with my
father's cum, and my arsehole filled with my uncle's spunk.  There was a
general sense of satisfaction amongst the participants with this my first,
but by no means my last, family spunk-up!  After a quiet period, they have
all got the taste for it again, and raunchy incest orgies are back on the
family's agenda!

To be continued in Chapter 8, when Philip gets to meet his kinky policeman
uncle, and gets another hard servicing from rapacious family cocks!

Filthy suggestions and comments to: philip255@hotmail.com