Date: Fri, 07 Apr 2000 20:23:39 GMT
From: Philip Burbidge <philip255@hotmail.com>
Subject: The English Boy 8 (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
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 8:  Another Family Affair


My first full-blown family fuck had left me exhausted.  I slept in my
daddy's arms like a baby that night, but woke up feeling frisky.  Dad was
still asleep beside me so I decided to wake him up with a slow and gentle
blow job.  Burrowing under the duvet, I found his dormant cock and began to
kiss and lick it.  As he emerged from sleep it hardened, and I nuzzled his
nuts and chewed his balls.

"You horny little bugger, haven't you had enough cock in the last
twenty-four hours to last you a month?" he said, lifting back the bed
clothes to reveal my head humping up and down on his prick.

He hauled my head of it, kissed me and said,

"Wait 'til later.  I've got a feeling your Uncle Luke will turn up some
time today and might want to 'get to know' his naughty little nephew!"

So we showered and breakfasted.  Uncle Mark had gone out early; it was his
day to have his kids and he was taking them to the coast.  Granddad was
always up at the crack of dawn looking after the stock.  Dad and I ambled
over the fields to look at granddad's ponies.  They were a short mountain
breed, and becoming increasingly rare.  We walked with dad's arm casually
round my shoulders. It was warm and sunny, the countryside was beautiful,
and I had a satisfied cock and well-fucked arse.  All was well with the
world.  Granddad greeted us and introduced me to the ponies.  There were
several mares: two in foal, two with young offspring, and one in season
waiting to be serviced.  The stallion was shorter than me at the head, but
solid and stocky.  He must have smelt the mare because a huge great dick
appeared between his legs, getting longer and longer, until it was almost
dragging on the ground.

"Look at the size of his dick!" I shouted without realising it.

Dad and granddad laughed, "How would you like that up you, eh?" said
granddad.

I found that idea absolutely disgusting, and recoiled at the thought of
touching that dirty, smelly prick.  But it had given me a hard on.  It was
a solid, hard piece of virile meat, but I dragged my thoughts away from it.

"How about you, son.  Would you like one that size?  You'd be very
popular!"  granddad continued.

"No", answered dad, "Huge dicks are fine once or to fantasise about, but
living with them is a different matter.  I'm happy with my eight inches,
and so is my boy.  I'd split the poor little bugger in two with a cock that
size!"

We went back to the farmhouse for lunch.  Just as we were finishing, a
motor cycle roared into the yard.

"I didn't think we'd have long to wait before Luke showed up", said dad,
"Let's go out and introduce you to your Uncle Luke."

We trailed out just as Uncle Luke was dismounting and taking off his
helmet.
  It was a powerful police traffic cop's bike and he was in full black
leathers over his uniform.  I gulped.  He was a real hunk, the same as
Uncle Mark, of course, but different.  Uncle Luke had a black moustache
which made him look a bit sinister, and he seemed bigger, or perhaps it was
the leathers.

"So this is my little nephew, is it?  You've certainly grown since I last
saw you.  How old are you now?"

While saying this, he ruffled my hair and stroked my cheek.

"Thirteen and a half," I replied precisely, and blushed as he stared at me.

"And Mark was right, you're just too cute by half!" he replied, smiling,
"Would you like a ride on my bike?  Then climb up behind me."

I quickly jumped on the back and wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing
my face into his leather jacket.  The smell both comforted and excited me.
As we drove slowly around the farmyard Uncle Luke removed one of my hands
from his stomach and placed it on his crotch.  His cock was hard inside the
thick leather trousers and I squeezed it several times before we got back
to where dad and granddad were standing.

"How about a go at driving?" he suggested.

We switched places with Uncle Luke behind me, and set off round the yard,
his strong arms on top of mine helping me steer.  His breath on my neck and
the smell of the leather made me tremble with excitement.  He took one hand
off the handlebars and groped between my legs.  Finding my small erection,
he wanked me through my shorts before we got back to the kitchen door.

"Your Uncle Mark said your were a horny little devil!" he whispered and
winked.  I blushed.

"So what brings you out here, little brother?  Are you still on duty?"
asked my dad.

"Yes, I don't finish 'til five.  Just a routine check to show the uniform
in the villages.  Not much goes on out here except for a bit of
sheep-shagging and incest!"

The three men laughed.  Luke said, "I'll be back in a couple of hours," and
winked at me, again, as he roared off out of the yard and down the lane.

"What do you think of your Uncle Luke, then?" asked my dad.

"He's very sexy but a bit scary," I replied.

"Yes, and you found his leathers and uniform a turn on, didn't you?  I saw
the look on your face when you first set eyes on him!"

I blushed - again.

Dad and I pottered around the farm for the next couple of hours and
prepared dinner for later. Granddad went back to the ponies.  Shortly after
five o'clock a car pulled up in the yard; my heart quickened and my cock
stiffened.  Uncle Luke came in through the open door.  He'd left his
leathers with his bike at the police station and was just wearing his
uniform, which I had always found sexy for as long as I could remember.
The sight of men in uniform both thrilled and scared me - especially a
policeman's uniform.  He sat down on a barstool and dad handed him a
coffee.

"So he's a well trained and obedient little puppy, Mark tells me," said
Luke addressing dad.  It was a second or two before I realised he was
talking about me.

"Oh, yes, I've brought him up to respect his daddy.  In the traditional
family way!"  As he said this, dad walked over to where I was clearing away
some glasses and turned me round to face Uncle Luke.

"Would you like to test him out?" he added.  I wasn't sure what to expect
next.

"I certainly would!  It's some time since I had some cute little boy-cock.
Or saw one molested by his horny daddy," growled Luke.

"Feel his cock inside his shorts," Luke ordered my dad. "Now slide your
other hand in and feel his arse.  Pull his shorts down and show me his
cock."

Daddy was happy to follow his brother's instructions which were obviously
turning them both on.

"Play with his cock and fondle him," he continued urgently.  "That's it,
abuse and molest him!" he said, reveling in the choice of words.  "Nothing
like daddy groping his little boy!"

I could see his cock swelling in his black uniform trousers.

"Now my little spunk-puppy, it's your turn.  I want to see you get your
daddy's cock out and suck it nicely."

His voice trembled with lust.  I obediently fell to my knees in front of my
daddy, slipped off my shorts, as my daddy whipped off my tee shirt.  I was
naked except for my trainers which I quickly kicked off.  Falling into a
now familiar performance mode, I set about tormenting my father's crotch to
give both him and Uncle Luke as much pleasure as possible.  I gnawed and
pawed at his erection through his jeans only slowly liberating it, and
leaving it trapped inside his boxer shorts for extra effect.  Uncle Luke
got up and stood over me while I put on this show, drinking in every move.

"Now get your daddy's cock out", he ordered, as I sucked it through his
shorts, "But don't put it in your mouth until I tell you", he added
seriously.

I pulled on the band of dad's shorts and his fatherly cock sprang out to
greet me.  Instinctively, I opened my mouth to receive it.

"Not yet" he said sharply.  He took my head by the hair in his left hand
and his brother's cock in his right, and drew the two together.  He allowed
the cockhead to brush against my lips but wouldn't let me get my lips round
it.

"Not yet, my naughty little puppy.  I'm going to teach you some patience
and discipline."

He let me taste the tip of my dad's prick before pulling it away, a
necklace of pre-cum swung between us.  I stuck my tongue out to lick the
end, whimpering with lust to take it inside my mouth.  He laughed at my
attempts to defy his grasp.

"You've got a really horny little bastard here, bro, a regular little
spunk-bunny who just can't get enough of his daddy's cock, by the look of
it."

Easing his hold on my hair, he let my mouth get closer to dad's cock, just
a fraction of an inch at a time.  Finally, he fed his older brother's
throbbing meat into his nephew's waiting mouth, his hand on the back of my
head forcing it deep into my throat until I was almost choking.  I sucked
with all my strength after those minutes of forced denial.

"Now suck your daddy like an obedient little spunk-puppy,", he snapped,
rubbing his crotch, and slapping my bare little arse.  I winced and gagged
on my dad's fuck meat.

After a few minutes enjoying the sight of a young lad enthusiastically
going down on his dad, he started a new phase.  Dragging me off dad's cock
by the hair, he forced me to my knees between his legs, facing out, my
dad's balls resting almost on my forehead and his prick towering above me.
Uncle Luke moved back to the stool, about six feet away.

"Now you're going to learn some self-control.  Leave your cock alone and
watch me," he ordered.

Then very slowly he began to fondle himself with his eyes fixed on me.  He
made lascivious shapes and noises with his mouth, and with his right hand
he unbuttoned his tunic while his left worked on his cock.  The two hands
worked like poetry in slow- motion .  As his tunic fell open, he wrenched
away his tie and unbuttoned his white shirt, revealing a broad chest and
belly, covered with thick, black, curly hair.  He was carrying a pound or
two more than his twin brother.  Meanwhile, his left hand unbuckled a heavy
leather belt and, one by one, popped open the buttons of his fly.  He slid
his hand inside his trousers and began masturbating his cock without
letting me see it.  This was torture!  My hand moved instinctively to my
own cock, but was stopped by a sharp command.

"Not yet!"

He pushed aside his shirt and tunic to let me see his handsome chest and
stiff nipples which he fondled and tweaked his fingers. Opening his
trousers he thrust out his stiff cock encased in his black briefs and
taunted me with it.  Again, my hand went to my cock and I leapt forward.
The temptation was too much.

"Not yet!" he barked, and my father placed a restraining hand on my
shoulder.

I was shaking and salivating with anticipation like a puppy waiting for its
dinner.  I think I whimpered, too.  Uncle Luke moved slowly towards me.
About three feet from my face, he slowly pulled his prick out from his
shorts and ostentatiously began masturbating it in front of me, the
familiar family lustful curl on his lip.  As he approached, I again surged
forward to gorge myself on his beautiful fuck-stick, the head glistening
with clear precum.  My dad held me back and Uncle Luke held my face away
from his tempting organ.  He slapped my face with the end of his black
leather belt sending a sharp thrill through my entire body.

"Not yet, little spunk-puppy," he whispered, masturbating his cock into my
face.  Gossamer strands of precum danced between his cockhead and my lips
and cheeks.  Drops of love-juice fell from my dad's cock on to my face, and
from my cock on to the floor.  This was exquisite agony!  At last, he
relented and with a moan of relief, he allowed me to take his wet, juicy
cock into my mouth.

"Good boy, good little cock-sucking boy, suck your uncle's cock!  You've
trained him well, Alex, perhaps he needs just a tiny bit more discipline
training.  But, shit, can he suck cock."
  He held my face between his hands and slowly fucked my mouth.

I put all my energy into sucking Uncle Luke's meat as my dad rubbed his
prick into my neck.  Then, lifting me on to my feet, dad spread my cheeks
and fingered my arsehole.

"Are you going to let me see you fuck him?" said Luke, his voice hoarse
with lust.  "I want to see you fuck your little son's arse, then I want to
fuck him as you shoot your load over his face and mouth.  Oh, yes, I want
to see him covered in his daddy's spunk, like Mark was when we were kids."

There was the same horny tone in his voice that I recognised was a family
trait.

"Yes, Luke, I'll fuck him for you, then you can plough his arse for a while
and shoot your load up him when I shoot my daddy spunk in his mouth,"
replied dad, getting into the part.

Grabbing the butter off the table he smeared his cock and my arsehole,
shoving two fingers up to lubricate the hole inside.  He bent his knees and
placed his cock against my arsehole.

"Let me see, let me see!" yelled Luke, desperate to see his big brother's
cock enter his son's arse.  "I want to see it go in.  I want to see him
take it."  He craned over and watched as my dad eased his cock into my
willing arsehole, while I gorged myself on his cock.

"Fucking hell, this is fantastic!  Father-son incest!  Nothing fucking like
it!  That's it, Alex, slide your daddy-cock up him!" he gasped as the two
of them got into fucking mode, and watched each other as they ploughed my
young, tight boyish orifices.

A few minutes later dad offered to swap places, adding,

"Let's put him on his back over the table.  I'm getting cramp in my knees."

The table was waist height for my dad and about three feet across.  Taking
me by the arms and legs they sat me on it, and Uncle Luke lifted and parted
my legs and pointed his wet, dripping cock at my smooth hairless boy-cunt,
so liberally lubricated by the butter and my dad's cock juices.  He gave
each of my arsecheeks a sharp slap,

"I'm going to give you such a fucking!" he growled.

Dad moved round to support my head.  He let it down gently, my supple young
body allowing it to fall right back, so I could take his prick in my open
throat.
  He inserted it up to the hilt.  As he did so, Luke eased his cockhead
passed my arse ring and plunged it deep into my bowels.  He uttered a loud
groan of satisfaction.

"Beautiful!  As tight as an eight year old!" he observed.

Just as the two men got into a good fucking rhythm, the door opened and
granddad entered.  He stood in the doorway and observed the sight of his
two sons fucking his grandson with satisfaction.

  "You horny fuckers at it already.  That poor lad's arse!" he exclaimed.

"Do you want some of your grandson's arse, dad?  I can recommend it!" Luke
asked, getting a kick out of watching his own father getting horny watching
him fuck.  He ostentatiously ploughed my arse for my granddad's
delectation.

"Well, after yesterday's session I thought I'd be out of spunk for a week,
but I'll see what I can manage," he said walking towards us and pulling his
cock out.  Watching him out of the corner of my eye, I watched him wank his
cock to an erection, and then felt it rub round my face, dueling with my
dad's cock for a place in my mouth.

"I think I've got a bit of catching up to do," he added lashing his dick
hard against my face.

"I'm going to fucking shoot in a minute," gulped the handsome policeman as
he ploughed his little nephew's hole.

"Let me see you spunk over his face, bro, fucking spunk over your little
son's face, and make him eat it.  You, too, dad, feed him granddad spunk,
like you used to do to Mark.  I want to see this little boy covered in
family spunk!"

I lashed my own dick as Uncle Luke talked us all towards a thunderous
orgasm. Looking around as best I could, I was surrounded by three hunky
handsome men getting their kicks as only real men know how: fucking their
young relative - hard.  Uncle Luke was slamming his cock into me while dad
fucked my face.  I was thrown from side to side by the force of their
thrusting and granddad was busy slapping his cock hard across my face.  My
view was frequently obscured by the two pairs of big, swinging,
spunk-filled family balls.  The pace quickened and I wondered how much more
I could take when dad yelled,

"Here she blows!  A big load of daddy spunk for my little lad, watch me,
little brother, watch a good daddy shoot his spunk all over his
cock-sucking son.  Fucking watch me!"

There was the customary moment's pause; he aimed, and with a roar, let rip
a thick white rope of daddy spunk that flew over my face, down my chest,
and landed on my furiously wanking cock and on Uncle Luke's belly, dripping
down to add extra lubrication to his rampantly ploughing prick.

"Good one, bro!" he bellowed and launched his own load deep into my bowels.
I felt the semen rise from his balls and his cock expand as it made its way
rapidly up his swelling prick, and gush out of his piss-slit into my
well-fucked boy-cunt.  He slapped my buttocks hard, and grunted like a
rutting stag, the thrust of his prick would have pushed me off the board
had my dad not held me firmly with his left hand.  Luke fixed his eyes on
my dad's second, third, and fourth jets of creamy incest cum that landed
full square in my open mouth and on my tongue. His balls slammed against my
cheeks

"Fucking hell, this is unbelievable!  The lad's tasting his dad's spunk.
Fucking eat it, spunk-puppy, eat your dad's cum," he snarled.

This provoked him to thrust more of his cum into my arse.  Now it was
granddad's turn to add his paternal load.  He chose to empty his big
bollocks all over my chest, stomach and balls.  "Ready for your granddad's
cum, are you, little spunk-bunny, take your granddad's load.  Spunk to
spunk!"

The first wave hit my neck and face and mingled with my dad's cum, then he
moved down and shot the next load on my chest and stomach.  The third and
fourth he plastered over by cock and balls, adding to the ever-growing
reservoir of spunk that was collecting in my belly button.  The last few
gulps he added to my groin, where his younger son's cock was still sliding
in and out of his grandson's arse.

After the men had finished emptying their bollocks over me, Uncle Luke
pulled his gleaming prick out of my arse and gave my arse a sharp smack,
which, with a high pitched yell, triggered my orgasm.

Dad and Uncle Luke cheered, "That's it, son, shoot your spunk high for your
daddy.  Empty those cute little spunk-puppy nuts."

"Little boy spunk to mix with your dad's and granddad's, to complete the
family spunk- up," added granddad with satisfaction.

The first ribbons of spunk flew high on to my neck and chest, the next
joined the copious amounts trickling down my stomach and over my testicles.
I was soaked with spunk.

"This is so fucking horny," said Luke under his breath, gently lowering my
legs.

I wrapped them round his waist for support.  He proceeded to slide his cock
up and down my groin, either side of my spunk-sodden cock and balls.
Granddad wiped his prick around my face, nudging the head of my dad's dick
and mixing their spunk together.  Then he moved it down on to my chest and
made patterns, wiping the head between the streams of cum that were now
dripping on to the kitchen floor.  Moving on, he blended three generations
of family cum, and glided his cock over to meet the head of Uncle Luke's
prick.  Dad shifted his position from my head to stand opposite granddad.
The three of them idly drew imaginary pictures in the cum that coated my
pelvis and groin, sliding around and into each other's cocks and into my
little hairless cock and tight nuts, made slippery with their manly semen.
I lay there entranced by the undivided attention of three hunky, virile men
who just happened to be my dad, my uncle and my granddad.  I was anointed
with their cum.  This was a solemn family moment.  We seemed to be in a
dream as we played.  Dad's and granddad's cocks gradually softened but
Uncle Luke's started to harden again.

"It's no good, this is so horny I've got to get another load off or I'll
never get rid of this hard on," he said sighing.  I took his cock in my
hand and started to masturbate him.

"Good boy, wank your uncle's cock!" encouraged my father.

"Yes, shoot your load over him, then he'll have had a full set!"  added
granddad.

I looked up at the horny policeman, his handsome dark face, and his broad,
hairy body.

"Yes, wank my cock over you, my little spunk-puppy, wank my spunk to join
your daddy's and your granddaddy's.  Oh, yes, I want to mix my spunk with
yours.  You two, stick your cocks in his mouth!" he yelled.

Dad and granddad happily obliged.  Moving each side of my head they pushed
their hardening cockheads against each other and pressed them into my
mouth.  I tried to take them both inside, my tongue darting between the
two, but together there was just too much cock.  But the attempt was enough
to please Uncle Luke.  I wanked his prick as fast as I could and prepared
to unleash his second load in fifteen minutes.  His moustachioed lip
curled, twisting his face with lust and he glared down at me.

"Here it cums again, here it fucking cums!"  I felt his cock swell in my
hand and a rocket of spunk rise up from the base of the shaft and shoot
into the air.  The first two jets shot up on to his dad's and brother's
cocks and dripped into my mouth.  Successive jets splattered across my
chest and stomach to join the rest of the family seed.  The final drops
splashed down on to my cock and balls. I didn't stop milking it until I was
sure I had got every last drop out.  I was awash with fresh family man cum.
The three men stood solemnly gazing down at the sperm-soaked boy below
them, pointing their semi- hard cocks at me.  Then, as if by telepathy,
they each began to piss: three strong, golden streams of man-piss.  Dad
aimed his stream directly into my mouth which quickly filled up and I had
to swallow or drown.  Granddad's jet joined his after liberally drenching
my chest and face.  Uncle Luke pissed all over my c spunk-smeared cock and
balls before sliding the still-pissing organ up my well-buggered arse.
This was a new sensation for me, feeling a hot jet of piss hose down my
bowels from inside.  After their streams had subsided, I was lifted off the
table and bundled into the shower.

"That's quite a boy you've got there!" I heard my uncle comment.

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To be continued in Chapter 9 when Granddad and his grandson indulge in a
bit of horse- play!

Comments and suggestions welcome at: philip255@hotmail.com