Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2008 13:40:36 -0400
From: kris <kristiantrey@aol.com>
Subject: Finally, chapter 16.

Finally.
Part 16.

This never-ending story is and was and was always a work of fiction, you
and my own horny wishes aside!

Talk to me, guys:
Kristiantrey@aol.com.
Please?

It was a quiet ride after I finished my story about me and the soccer team.
It had turned me on as it usually did, being it was one of the more fun and
more erotic and nasty, dirty, perverted things I had willingly done up to
that time of my young life. Course now that just seems a little tame and
all, but it was still a pretty good story and I think it turned us all on
even after our morning fun with Ash.

I could tell my Danny was turned, that was no toy in his tight jeans. More
like a hard Danny-dick. Naughty little me reached for it and started
stroking him through his jeans. I looked ahead and saw dad's smiling eyes
in the rear view mirror as he glanced at us for a second.  And Rico's hand
was somewhere it didn't belong, too. Like in daddy's sexy crotch!

"Boys, you stop that. You too, husband-mine."  Daddy said, and it still
sends shivers down my spine when I hear him call Rico that! "We need to
stop for gas soon and we'll take care of what my sexy cum slut of a son's
story did to us. You cute little slut, Chris."

"Ok daddy." I said in my sweetest little boy voice.

"Yes, daddy." Cuff echoed me.

"Si, Scott." Rico agreed. "I need get off again, my love."

"I know you do, baby. I do too." Daddy was all smiles now. "One last time
with our boys, then home and back to the real world."

I hated that thought. Not only did it mean that dad and Rico and even Danny
would be going back to work tomorrow, actually Rico's shift started at 8pm
tonight, poor guy, and I would be home alone a lot, but I knew deep in my
heart there would be few more daddy/son encounters. Or Rico/Chris or
daddy/Rico/Cuff fun.

Dad had made it clear that the trip was for that and it would not be
anything we would regularly do at home. No four in a bed fun. But he had a
good reason, he had told me and Danny that he wanted to really try being
just one on one with Rico and that they even actually did talk about going
back up north and getting married someday. I was not thrilled at the
thought of no more daddy on me time, but I had to understand. Hell, I might
be a fucked up teen, but I am not going to screw up my beloved dad's first
chance at real love. I know I would hate myself if I did.

After a few more miles, somewhere south of Orlando on I-4 heading home, I
think, dad pulled his new Ford Explorer off an exit and into a big truck
stop. What surprised me was he pulled in back by the trucks and not with
the cars out front. It was rainy and cloudy and no one was really around
except for the truckers.

Daddy pulled to a stop between two big trucks. I saw a few cars among the
trucks as we went by, most with steamed up windows from the heat and
humidity and the people inside doing ???

Dad and Rico pulled the big sun screen out and put it in the front
window. Good to keep the hot sun out or prying eyes too. The rest of the
windows were tinted dark so you couldn't really see in any of them
either. Dad thankfully left the truck and the air conditioning running, but
he and Rico got out and then got in the back seat with Danny and
me. Something told me that they had done this before.

Dad was next to me and Rico next to Cuff. He kissed me as our guys made
out. Long, deep, passionate kisses. His hands roaming under my
tee-shirt. My doing the same to him, though I just had to rub his dick
through the tight fabric of his jeans. Nice and hard and hot and throbbing
and hopefully soon deep inside me one last time!

"Christian, you are the most beautiful boy in the world." Dad's husky voice
whispered in my ear. "I love you more than anything, son."

"I love you so much, daddy." I whispered softly back. "Thank you for the
wonderful trip, daddy."

"Thank you, Chris, for being the best son a guy could ask for." Daddy said
as his tongue licked my ear. "I got some more surprises for you at home,
but not for a few days, my young love."

Right then all I wanted was him, not some mysterious surprise in the
future. Daddy was pulling my tee-shirt off over my head, to join his own on
the front seat. Then he bent and licked my nipple. I felt his teeth and
moaned. Then harder. I moaned some more as daddy got my shorts off, found
my rock hard teen dick and stroked it.

I shook with lust as daddy chewed on the other nipple, getting it all hard
and pointy and I just felt so great right then. Then a hell of a lot better
as my daddy's warm mouth engulfed my teen cock, swallowing me to the
balls. His lips sent more shivers up and down my spine.  "Cum for me, baby,
daddy wants to taste his little boy's cum one last time." Daddy
moaned. "Please, son?"

"Oh, daddy." I moaned. "Keep that up and I will!"

Daddy kept sucking me and sucking me. It felt so great, almost too great, I
didn't want to get off if felt so good. Then daddy decided to help me even
more. I felt two thick daddy fingers gently push into my sore and still
leaking butt. That got me moaning and groaning!

And cumming down daddy's hot throat!  I shuddered and squirmed as daddy
sucked me dry like it was the last cock he would ever suck, eating every
drop of my hot spunk, licking and sucking my dick until I was hard and
horny all over again!

The noises from Cuff and Rico told me they were doing about the same as
daddy as me. I looked over and saw my now pant-less boyfriend with his just
shot off dick in a shirtless Rico's sucking mouth.  Daddy's lips at mine
brought my attention back to him.

We snowballed, I think that's what daddy calls it when you swap sperm?
Anyway, he kissed me and fed me some of my own hot tasty spunk. That turned
both of us on even more. Daddy's jeans were somehow now on the floor of the
truck and I reached for his nine inches of hot daddy dick.

I licked and sucked my daddy's wonderful cock while he played with my
ass. By the time I was deepthroating him, my cute nose in his black curly
hairs, so much like that sexy Ash's crotch fur (he looks so much like my
dad in those old pictures I had seen at my mom's it's scary!), he had three
and was going for a forth finger up my wet hole.

I wanted dick, not fingers. So I looked up at him and looked deep into his
sharp black eyes with my shining bright blues ones and he got the
hint. Daddy just reached for me, picked me up like I weighed nothing, and
sat me on his lap. His dick found my waiting hole on it's own and slid
right in. I guess all the dick this weekend has really opened me up? Or was
it all the cum still soaking my insides?

Whatever! I was too fracking busy sliding down daddy's nine inches of hot
cock to think about it. I slid right down till my smooth tanned little ass
rested on his furry crotch, my arms around his neck as we kissed in shear
fucking lust!

"Fuck me, daddy!" I moaned into his ear. "Harder! I want to feel your cum
in me!"

He just growled in response. As he started thrusting into me, I heard a
favorite song on the car radio--turned up so as to drown out any of our
naughty play from any people passing by. It was Rascal Flatt's "Bless the
broken road", a great country song that had so much meaning for me,
especially right now as dad and I become one for maybe the last time in a
long time if not forever!  I rode daddy's dick as much as he was thrusting
into my teen body, my ass pushing down to get more daddy dick as he drove
it up into me. Even sore from the weekends fun, I still loved this feeling,
of being a part of him, of having a part of him in me. And soon, oh so
soon, to feel his cum in me and know he would always be part of me. I love
my daddy so much it hurts! Just like nine inches of rough driven daddy dick
hurt my over-used hole, but I just wanted him in me. So I'm a slut, a cum
hound, a dick craving queer pervert. Who the fuck cares?

We were getting pushed into the door of the truck as Cuff and Rico, my guy
on his back and now as naked as daddy's hot lover, who was on top of him
and riding my Danny's hot ass, pushed against us. Rico was screwing the
crap out of my moaning guy, to his ever loving enjoyment! Both moaned in
ecstasy as they enjoyed each other's hot, sexy bodies. Rico as close to
cumming as was my daddy.

"Christian, I love you so damn much, baby!" Daddy moaned. "Daddy is going
to make you his forever!"

"Give me your sperm, daddy!" I groaned in response. "Make me yours!"

I was bouncing up and down frantically on daddy's cock now. He suddenly
pulled me close, shoved his hot daddy tongue down my happy throat, and
rammed as deep as he could into my willing body. Daddy's juice coated my
insides as he shot spurt after spurt of his cum into me. I almost blacked
out from the feeling it was so intense. I sure as fuck soaked his smooth,
solid chest with my own spunk as I shot off a huge second load!

"Danny, your mine, your mine, baby!" Rico moaned as he filled my guy's hot
butt with his own hot spic seed. "I love you, Daniel!"

"Oh shit, Rico, oh hell, I love you, too!" My guy was almost snarling from
the attack of that thick spic cock on his own well-used hole, and for the
shear force of his own Rico-soaking orgasm!

As I rested on daddy's lap, his dick still deep in me, another one of those
fucking shadow memories raced across the back of my pretty blond
head. Something about me and Uncle Mike and my first time doing it with him
in the back seat of a car while some guy watched and stroked a huge dick
similar to Rico's, waiting his turn at my then maybe 6 or 7 year old ass?
But it was gone as quickly as it came, though it did bring tears to my eyes
at the horror I had felt that night.

Daddy saw those tears and kissed them away. I just wish his kisses could
drive those nightmare thoughts away as easily. He held me close until I
calmed down. I didn't have a clue as to what he thought I was thinking or
feeling or what had brought those tears, and thankfully, he didn't ask.

After a little awkward maneuvering, Danny was now sucking and licking my
daddy clean. Ok, OUR daddy. I guess I could share! And I was doing the same
to Rico, our 'other' daddy.  Then my guy licked my spunk off of our dad's
smooth chest as I cleaned up Cuff's cum that had shot onto daddy Rico's hot
body. Rico then kissed me for a long time before he licked my body clean,
from my wet lips, over my sweaty and cum splattered body, down to my sticky
dick. Then he bent me over the front seat and ate my hole out, sucking
daddy's cum into his hot Hispanic throat.

I found Cuff next to me as daddy did the same, eating hot spic juice from
my guy's tasty hole. Danny and I took the moment to kiss. I felt cool air
on my butt and turned to see our daddy Scott and our daddy Rico sharing a
hot cum-flavored wet smooch. Then we all managed to get back into our
clothes and head home.

Though we did hit the truck stop rest room for a piss break. Sitting in the
stall, I read all the hot graffiti and got sort of turned on, but I just
knew no one and nothing could be better than the three men waiting for me!

We hit the snack shop for some drinks and snacks before heading back to the
truck. Once on the highway, both Cuff and Rico were soon fast asleep. Daddy
was driving and I was thinking way too much about stuff better left
buried. Looking at my guy and feeling how much I loved him and knowing he
loved me and would be with me forever made some of those nightmare thought
s less painful.  Seeing my wonderful daddy, so happy and content with his
own guy just made my heart feel good. I loved them all so much. And I would
die I think If I lost any of them.

Finally, at around 4 pm we got home. Lots of traffic as usual in Tampa with
all the construction. Daddy cursed and said next time we go over anywhere
towards Orlando he was going to take some back road he knows of. Some road
way out in the woods.

Danny and me and Dad all got busy unpacking and putting stuff away. Rico
went straight to bed as he had to work tonight at 8pm. God knows how he
does it, I sure as shit couldn't after the weekend we had! As Danny and dad
put away stuff, I dragged the dirty laundry out to the garage and started
doing wash, one of my regular chores around the house, surprised at how
much dirty clothes we had, shit, we were either in bathing suits or naked
most of the time, weren't we?

Then dad joined Rico for a nap and Danny and I lay down together too. It
was nice for once for it to be just him and me, naked and together in each
other`s arms. Funny, we have had almost no alone time all weekend and even
for a while before that, except for sleep and sex anyway. He had seemed to
not want to talk much these days and even though he had fun all weekend, he
was so quiet when we were alone together. Maybe he's just tired from
working and playing way too much?

We cuddled for awhile. Danny and me, face to face, eye to eye, nose to
nose. Of course, our hugs and gentle kisses soon turned passionate as they
usually do. Real fracking passionate today as my Danny was all over me for
once, soft lips and hot mouth and exploring tongue and he soon stripped me
naked and literally licked me head to toe. Him licking me feet and sucking
my toes felt weird but great, as did his oral explorations of every single
square inch of my 16 year old slender teen body.

Danny was so passionate and so in charge for once. I liked my guy like
that. He doesn't usually take charge and he sure as shit didn't practically
hold me down as he tongue-raped my young body in his excitement and
lust. Even my dick got sucked and licked and was left throbbing and wanting
more. My butt loved the feel of his tongue as he probed deep, tasting
daddy's used spunk still waiting there just for him.

My knees went over his shoulders as he lifted them up, opening my always
wanting and waiting hole for him, as he got ready to top my cute ass for a
change. This was nice, though his dark eyes looking deep in mine held what
looked like pain, sorrow, anger and, of course, shear fucking lust.

Our lips met as his dick found my waiting and wet hole. He slid in gently,
slowly, almost teasingly. His tongue was in my mouth and trying to go down
my hot throat in his lust. I shook in hot passion as he slide all the way
into my young but well fucked hole. He pushed balls deep in one smooth
shove. Then just stayed right there as we kissed.

We kissed like forever before he started to ride my teen ass, his lips
never even leaving mine until he rammed me hard with one final shove and
spurted his juice deep in me. We both shook with passion and love and
lust. Then my guy slid out of my wet hole, moved his sticky dick to my
waiting mouth and let me lick him clean.

He sure didn't forget me, either. My Danny sucked me off with one of the
hottest and most wonderful blow jobs I had ever had. He sucked my dick
until I was shaking and squirming and shooting my own sperm down his hot
throat. Except for the last few drops, which he held in his warm mouth
until we could share the flavor.

We drifted off to sleep from all our exhausting fun. We slept until the
sound of the shower--and of daddy and Rico playing together in the
shower--woke us up. By the time we pulled ourselves together and got
dressed, they were done playing and Rico was dressed for work. Damn, he
looks so fracking sexy in his police uniform!

Dad kissed his guy goodbye, as did Danny and me. Then dad kissed us both
before he went out to do some errand or other he had to do. He said he
would be bringing home pizza later so we could all have dinner together.

"Chris, can you come in the living room and sit with me." A suddenly very
nervous and serious Danny asked me. "We have to talk about something."

This couldn't be good, I thought as we sat on the couch together. He took
my hand in his and just looked deep into my blue eyes for what seemed like
ages. Both of us feeling tense as I just new something was wrong.

"Danny, what's wrong, my love?"

"Chris, we have to talk." He repeated. He looked so uncomfortable right
then. "I have something to tell you and you are not going be happy."

"Nor am I happy about it, Chris. But I can't do anything about it." Danny
continued. "Chris, you know I love you and always will, right?"

"Yes, Danny, I love you too."

"I know, baby, I know. Shit this is so fucking hard to tell you."

"Just say it Danny, ok? It can't be that bad? How can I help if I don't
know what's going on?"

"Chris, my uncle has a new job out west and he's moving there with the
boys. It's near where his new girlfriend lives."

Danny looked so unhappy. Hearing what he said, I got real scared. What the
hell did this mean? Was he going with them? Why? Didn't he love me anymore?
Those and other crazy, painful thoughts raced through my head.

"Chris, I have to go with them. At least until I turn 18. Then I'll be back
for you."

"No." Was all I could say.

"Yes, Chris, he still has custody of me and I have to go. I have to
transfer school and quit my job and everything."

"That's what your fucking worried about? Your fucking job?" I snapped. "Not
that your breaking my heart?"

"Please, Chris. You have to understand." He begged me. "I have to go. But
I'll be back in a year, right after I graduate high school, ok?"

"No, it's fracking not ok!" I yelled at him. "You can't leave me! I can't
live without you!"

"Don't say that, Chris. It's only until next spring. I'll miss you, too."
Danny quietly answered. "But I will come back, I promise."

I was fucking shaking I was so upset. Just the thought of Danny going away
made me feel sick. Horrible memories and thoughts raced through my stupid
young brain, getting mixed in with my fear and emotions and I just lost it.

"Don't fucking bother coming back. I'm sure you'll find some other young
guy to stick that dick in, you fracking bastard!" I just exploded in anger
and hurt. "Just go and enjoy your new life and leave me here. I will be
just fucking fine."

"Chris, don't say that. I'll be back, I promise." He repeated. "Please
understand."

I fucking understood all right. He had had enough of me and was
leaving. Hell, I was surprised he didn't sneak over to the east coast and
kidnap Ash and take that fucking rent boy with him. Danny was so into that
kid. Or maybe he thought he'd find someone even better? Younger and cuter
and more hung and willing to do anything he wanted?

Those and lots more crazy thoughts raced through my head as I looked at
him. Then I yelled at him, screamed at him, begged him not to leave
me. Finally I got so fucking angry that I slammed my fist into his jaw.

His look of pain and surprise shook me. As did my own perverted enjoyment
of the feeling of my fist hitting his smooth skin. My body shook, my mind
blanked, my damn fist went in for a second hit, and my fucking dick got
hard at just the thought!

"GET OUT!" I finally screamed at him, along with a lot of other hurtful
things.

"Chris, I'm sorry, baby." He whispered to me before he left. "I love you."

"I fucking don't love you!" I yelled at his back as he walked out on me,
probably forever!

I sat in a heap on the couch, shirtless, shoeless, heartbroken. Crying
uncontrollably. Thinking my worst fears had finally come true. I had lost
my one true love. Worse, I had fucking hit my Danny! And loved it--hell, I
almost got off on the feeling, my dick was still damn hard! I just hate
myself so damn much!

I slid to the floor, still sobbing like a baby. My head on the cool metal
of the coffee table, the cold steel against my flesh. That old memory, of
the cold steel on my young skin flashed again through my young head. But
this time I fucking remembered it. Remembered everything!

The nightmare of a horrible memory left me sweat-soaked and shaking. In one
quick flash my mind replayed one of the most horrible moments of my young
life. The cold steel of our glass and metal coffee table had triggered the
first of many flashbacks--memories that left me wishing I was dead.

In that flash of nightmare thoughts, I saw it, felt it and remembered it
like it was yesterday, the day Uncle Mike introduced me to Uncle Mark's 10
inch long, thick, cock--at gunpoint!

I was like not even 6 yet. Sacred and shaking and not even over that
afternoon a few days earlier when Uncle Mark's bastard 17 year old son
Tommy had raped my virgin young boy butt. Let alone over the trauma of the
night before when Uncle Mike had followed up on his nephews assault on my
young, tender body--with his own 8 ½ inch long uncut prick.

I was still sore and even bleeding a little the day after Uncle Mike's
attack on my just popped but still damn tight cherry boy hole. (Remember,
'Uncle Mike' was my mom Kim's 1st husband. Back when she was still a young
party girl, just out of college. That weekend she was away with her
girlfriends, I think I remembered?). Anyway, he had repeatedly fucked my
bleeding 6 year old ass that night and the morning after. Then he let me
rest until his older brother, Mark, came over.

After they got drunk and stoned on weed, Uncle Mike had picked me up and
carried my younger self into the master bedroom and threw me on the big
bed. Uncle Mark had come in while Uncle Mike was stripping off my
clothes. His own soon followed and he fed me his big dick. Ok, so that part
I kind of liked, I think remember that, anyway. But I knew I was so scared
as I just knew, even at that tender age of 6, that that big thing would
soon be up my hurting butt again.

"Mike, you sure he won't tell his mom? Or his dad, I don't want to get on
that guy's bad side, little bro." Uncle Mark said as he stripped and joined
his already naked younger brother and me on the bed. "I don't want that
bastard after MY ass!"

"Sure I'm sure, bro. Kid, suck!" Uncle Mark said as he shoved my face into
Uncle Mark's crotch--to meet an even bigger dick face to face, so to
speak. "I damn sure the little brat won't say anything, right, Chris?"

I looked at him and saw that he had pulled his old Smith & Wesson 45mm
pistol out of the bedside drawer and was now pointing it at my shaking,
sacred younger self. As I nodded at him, ok, I had a mouth full of Uncle
Mark prick so I could only nod my head, he brought the gun to my young body
and...this memory had me shaking in my living room even after all these
years, tears running down my face...he oh so gently rubbed the cold steel
over my young face. Then over the soft skin of my 6 year old body, making
my younger self both terrified and actually somewhat excited by the feel of
the cold steel on young, warm, trembling, boy flesh.

"Good boy, baby. He's a good little fucker, ain't he?" A very stoned Uncle
Mike laughed. "He knows not to say anything or he will live to regret it,
maybe!"

The rest of that nightmare of a black memory flashed through my teenaged
head. Of how Uncle Mike had then slammed my jaw with that cruel, cold
steel, almost knocking me out. Reeling from the blow, with not even time to
catch my breath, that fucker Uncle Mark had slammed his own 10 inch dick
into my screaming, bloody boy butt until he was balls deep. He fucked the
hell out of me I guess, him and then Uncle Mike and then both again and
again? I don't remember much past that knife-sharp stab of horrible pain as
Uncle Mark mounted me--I must have blacked out and stayed more or less out
of it until the next morning.

At least I hope to fuck so, that one flash of memory was more than enough
to almost drive me out of my pretty blond young head! And out of the house
as I finally heard my Danny's motorcycle start up and drive off. I ran out
of the house, shirtless, barefoot, sweating, shaking, scared out of my
young fucking mind. To watch him drive away forever, his back to me, my
heart breaking right there in the middle of our street!