Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2012 09:01:40 -0800 From: Douglas Marx <douglas.marx.4@gmail.com> Subject: Growing Up Naked; Chapter 21; Story codes: M, MM, exhib, inc Disclaimer: This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers. By getting this far into nifty.org, the reader acknowledges his/her legal right to be here. The reader will hold nifty and/or the author harmless. Warning: This erotic fiction contains consensual sexual experiences between fictional males. If this is not your thing, leave now. Furthermore, any similarity to any person, place or thing living or dead is merely coincidental. There is no safe sex in this story because it is fiction. Remember: In real life, play as safe as possible preferably no exchange of bodily fluids. My stories are copyrighted and are not available for use under any condition. Please forward all comments to douglas.marx.4@gmail.com. Support nifty.org. We have all shot our loads reading Nifty. Show appreciation at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Thank you. Enjoy. Story codes: M, MM, exhib, inc ----------------------------------- Author's note: This story has taken a life of its own. My original version was 13 chapters. My imagination and plot line continues to expand with these guys. I hope you are enjoying reading Growing Up Naked as much as I am enjoying writing. ----------------------------------- Excerpt: My big stud brother plowed his cock hard into my ass pushing me onto my stomach. He didn't take long to deposit his warm sperm into my willing hole. After his orgasmn, he rolled me back laying on our sides in the lovers' spoon position leaving his meat in my bowels. I had to laugh. Maybe I was going to turn into a saint based on David's repeated missionary romps of my twat. Regardless of sainthood, I knew that I had found God. ----------------------------------- Growing Up Naked – Chapter Twenty-One I texted David after I regained some composure from the morning furniture and cum delivery of Joe Geovanni and Son Moving Company. I told him the bed had arrived. He sent a text back expressing surprise saying that he would be home at 3:00 and be ready. About 2:15, I laid down to take a nap. Between David bitch fucking me last night and Joey cock whipping me this morning, I needed some rest. I knew David would be home soon and I wanted to be at the top of my game. "Hey baby, I'm home." David whispered as he leaned over the bed lightly kissing me awake. "You look beautiful there in our new bedroom." "Oh. Hi David." I moved tentatively regaining consciousness. I propped myself up on my elbows. "Isn't it lovely?" I was referencing the bedroom set, but I was also referring to my naked stud brother standing next to the bed with dirty hands and face from laboring outside all day in the soil. His meat was sticking straight out. I could smell the hard day's work of perspiration from two feet away. I wondered if he was going to take me now or wait until he showered. My idea was that he should shower and we could have a magnificent afternoon of lovemaking on our brand new bed and sheets. I could be such a foolish romantic girl sometimes. "Get on my cock, bitch. I want you to smell a real man." I scrambled to my knees by the bed. Obviously, romance was not on this afternoon's David agenda and the David agenda was the one that counted. "That's it baby. Don't you like that? Smell all that dirt. You love the aroma of a dude after he worked hard all day. Look at that cock of yours. That tells the whole story. Hard as a rock. You want me. You want my dominance. You want to make love to my monster, don't you fucker? Lick my balls. Taste that sweat and grime. Oh baby. You're good. No other woman I know can take care of me like you do." David was roughly grabbing my hair and head with his grubby hands. I could feel the muck transferring onto my body. I would be filthy in many ways before this was over. This was the second time today I had been blue collared by a young stud. I had to admit it was super hot. The whiff of his body turned me into a pig animal. I wanted David to use me, fuck me, make me his bitch. He was the man. "That's right baby. Get your man's plow good and moist. You know where it's going. It's going in your cunt. Your man's cock needs to blast one out inside you. You're my little cum dump. You're my little whore. Fuck, you are so hot man. You are the best pig in the world." David took my mouth from his tool moving my head under his balls. "Lick my balls, boy. Make my babies know you want them bad. Show them some love. They need to know that you want them. They'll give you more if they know you want them inside you. You want more of my cream? You want more of my babies? Yeah, fucker. I know you do. You live for your big bro's jizz. You have your whole life. Think of the amount of man cum you have swallowed in this room in your short eighteen-year-old life. You were born for cum, buddy. You were born to take care of big bro's cum. I love you baby. I love you so much." There he goes again, but I wasn't paying any attention. He was right. I wanted what was inside those hairy low hangers. Suddenly, David pushed me away from his sack taking a belly flop onto our new bed. He spread his legs wide and commanded. "Get your tongue in their fucker. Eat out my hole." This was new. He hadn't asked me do to that before. I had no objection. It was another way to relish his daylong manliness. Oh God, it was fucking amazing. I dove into his ass spreading his bubble cheeks so that I could get my tongue in there as far as possible. The smell was intoxicating. It was one entire summer day of hard labor stink. I was working my tongue, but I was also attempting to have as much of the scent transferred to my face. That way when I was flipped over and fucked, I could still smell his taint and ass crack deep into my nostrils. I had never been to this region of my brother's anatomy. Feeling the tightness of those amazing gluts on my face was a new phenomenal sensation. I pigged so intensely that I thought I would cum without touching my cock. David sensed that I could juice from this single act of anolinguist, so he turned over in mid-rim. My tongue felt like its dinner was taken away before it was full. "Come on baby. It's time to sit on your brother's cock. Come right up here and spread your cheeks wide. That's it baby. I'm gonna lie here and you are gonna bounce up and down on my fuck pole. Oh yeah baby. That feels so good. Let me get some lube up there buddy. Get you nice and greased for easy entry. Oh yeah, look how effortlessly my cock is disappearing deep into your cunt. You love to open up for me, don't you bro? Feel good baby? Feel that hard meat? You're almost there buddy. Your ass cheeks are almost to my pubs. Oh yeah. There you are, buddy. It's all the way in. Now isn't that nice? Don't you love having my sausage up there? Yeah, I know you do. Look at your face. You're gone buddy. You're in another dimension. Your eyes are glazed over. Your mouth is wide open just like your pussy. Lean down here buddy and give your ole' bro a big kiss. That's it buddy. Give me some tongue. Oh yeah. I can taste my ass juices on your tongue. Fuck man. That's hot. Now sit up straight baby. Let me see those pretty titties bounce up and down while you hump me. You like your titties played with, don't you fucker? Yeah, feel my rough, dirty, filthy hands working your titties. Come on buddy. Keep bouncing on your brother's cock. That's it. Don't stop now fucker. Yeah, nothing like a man mauling his girl's titties and fucking her cunt to get him off. Bounce fucker. Bounce. Up and down. There you go buddy. Look at that face. You're gone buddy. You're on another fucking planet. Oh yeah man. You're gonna make your old bro cum in you. You want my cum fucker? You want my seed? Yeah, I know you do. You live for my fucking seed. That's it baby. Work those ass muscles. Tighten up around my shaft fucker. Give my boys a reason to blast. Yeah fucker. Make me shoot fucker. Make my boys go. You made love to them earlier. They know you love them. They know you want them in you. They're ready to be inside you. They want to be inside you fucker. Yeah baby. Yeah John. They're coming baby. They're almost ready fucker. Come on fucker bounce. Work that ass. Make them know you want it. That's it. They know now. They know you want them. Here they cum fucker. Here cum my boys. Oh Yeah. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Uuuuuuuggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!" David's boys did what they were told to do. They shot right up in my love channel. I know it sounds crazy but I felt them impregnate me. Oh my fucking God. That was the hottest pig sex of my life. My nipples were raw. There was sweat pouring down my forehead and my body. I didn't think I could take it another minute but David wanted more. "Yeah baby. Now grab your cock and shoot your babies on me. I wanna see them cum out of your piss hole. I'm gonna play with your nipples some more while you pound away. Come on fucker. Let me see it. Let me see that bro cock of yours shoot. I want that cream on my six-pack to drink. Give it to me fucker. Give it to me now. Yeah. That's it fucker. Oh yeah. That's beautiful. Look at that cream. Look at my little baby brother's man juice shooting out of its shaft. Fucking hot man. Fucking damn hot." I shot my load right onto his furry, taut abs. Before I had even finished my orgasm, David scoped up my cream with his dirty hand and licked his fingers. He took more of my jizz with his now wet hand smearing the rest on my face. When I looked in the mirror later, I had a dried muddy cream facial. David may not be queer, but he was sure queer for me. Wow. Fuck. Jesus Christ. I could not sit up another second. All energy drained from my body. I fell forward onto his chest nuzzling my face to his neck. He took his brawny arms around me and pulled me tight. His dick plopped out of my ass giving me needed relief and emptiness at the same time. "Come up here baby. Give your brother a big kiss. That's it. Show me how much you love me. Show me how much you appreciate me. There you go boy. I love you, John." We kissed for several minutes exchanging my jizz back and forth with our tongue. Finally, I let go of his lips. We laid there for several minutes in each other's arms. What an experience! We broke in that bed good. I looked over at the time. It was 4 PM. I couldn't believe it but I was going to have to end this. I had to get dinner on the table for Dad, get the sheets in the wash for sleeping tonight, and we both needed a shower before Dad arrived. "Come on David. We have to get ready for Dad. I want to show off this new bedroom to him and not in the way it looks at the moment." "Ok baby. I'll get up. You get in the shower. I'll take the sheets down and get them in the laundry. You start dinner while I shower so we are ready for a nice meal. You're right. Dad deserves to see this all nice and pretty since he helped us so much with it." Dad got home around 5:30. I was making dinner for us. He yelled that he was home going directly to his bedroom to take off his clothes. This is a reminder that the four of us never wear clothes in the house. All of us drop trou as fast as we can upon coming home. Even if I fail to mention it, you can rest assured that every event that takes place in our home, unless noted otherwise, David, Dad, Bob and I are butt naked. Nudity is the default setting. We all know it takes effort to change the default setting, which we don't like to do; put on clothes. I had shut our bedroom door because I wanted to show Dad the beautiful new bedroom for David and me. "Hey buddy, why is your bedroom door shut? You never shut the door." Dad said as he came into the kitchen giving me a light kiss on the cheek and stroking my shoulder. "Dad, the guys came today with the bed. I wanted to show it to you instead of you looking in by yourself." "Really? That was fast. Let's go see it. David, you want to go see it?" Dad asked. David was sitting in the living room watching some television. "Naw, Dad. Let John show you. It will be nice for you to see it with just him." Dad and I walked to my bedroom. I opened the door. I was so happy and proud with the way the room turned out and how the furniture looked. "Wow. It looks fantastic, John." Dad complimented. "Isn't it wonderful, Dad? Thank you." I moved toward him giving him a big hug. I nuzzled my face into his hairy chest and held him tight. I could feel his bare cock on my lower abdomen. I started to cry. "Hey, buddy. What's up? Why you crying?" "I'm just happy Dad. I want to thank you so much for helping out with the cost of all this. It would never have turned out this nice without you." "You're welcome." Dad replied. "Dad, this was David's idea. It wasn't mine. You know we have always gotten along, but this project took our relationship to a dimension I don't quite comprehend." Dad and I had sat on the edge of the bed by this point. He put his big arm around me cupping my body under his armpit and bicep. "What do you mean?" Dad asked. "Dad, David has been incredibly affectionate toward me. When we have sex, it is as if he is making love to me. It's the kind of sex you and I had when you made love to me the night of my eighteenth birthday. I'm wondering just how straight David is and what this is all about." Dad held me for a few minutes before responding. He needed to think about this one. "John, I think that David is straight. I think he will eventually settle down with a woman. In the meantime, he has found in you something more than just dipping his cock in the next cunt. It could be he's practicing affection. He is very butch. It takes a lot for him to express emotion. He didn't even want to come with us to see the new bedroom set. Maybe he needs this. Is there a problem?" "No, Dad. There is no problem other than I love him, but I am not in love with him. I will always be at his beckoned call sexually and otherwise, but I don't want a relationship with him like you and Bob have." "Don't worry, son. I don't think there is that possibility. I don't always fathom David's thinking and I never have. I let go of attempting to figure him out and his motives a long time ago. I just accept what he is presenting at the time. It changes. He has been that way all his life. Have fun with it. He's a hot stud. A lot of brothers would give anything to have the type of friendship and fuck buddy status you two have." Dad continued to hold me tight. The warmth of his naked body next to mine made everything all right with the world. Dad said that he was never able to comprehend how David thought either. This information gave me great relief because I thought I was the only one that didn't understand David. Dad patted me on the thigh and said, "We got to eat dinner if you are going to get to work on time and me to the gym." "Ok." We headed back to the kitchen to take the food to the table. As we sat down, I wondered if I should bring up the other events of the day or not. Should I talk about Bob's job offer? Should I talk about Bob being fucked by the daddy mover and me sucking off his son? I decided that I would talk about the job offer. I thought it was Bob's responsibility to talk about our moving experience this morning. "Dad, Bob offered me a job today at the hotel." David's ears perked up but he kept on eating. "Ok." He said hesitantly. "Yeah. He wants me to start in room service." "Room service or ROOM SERVICE?" He joked with caution. I laughed. Dad was familiar with how Bob made extra money to put him through college. He worked in room service for a major hotel with lots of businessmen as guests. He got many extra tips by delivering food first, mouth, cock, and ass second. There was a lot of money in the second part of the provisioning. "Both Dad. He wants me to make more money. He wants me to have more money to go to school." "I know. His motives are very pure and only in your interests. I'm not sure how comfortable I am with my son becoming a prostitute." David interrupted, "A prostitute? Bob wants my brother to be a prostitute!" He was a little defensive in a `don't fuck with my brother mode.' I responded, "David, Bob worked in room service at a major hotel making money to go to college. He discovered that he could make extra money on the side by sucking off single businessman who stayed at the hotel. It didn't start out that way, but as a gay man one as a sixth-sense about guys. We know the ones that can be had. Bob perfected it to an art form. By the time he went to college, he had enough money to pay for the whole thing as his parents could not afford him an education." "Wow. That never occurred to me. John, you can see why both Dad and I would be a little concerned." "Yeah. I understand. I'm not sure either; however, I am already a cock slut. It seems like the next logical step." I had a big smile when I said that and we all had a hearty, if slightly uncomfortable laugh. I continued. "Dad, regardless of whether or not I become a cock whore, it is a good opportunity. I can make more money. I'm guaranteed more hours than I have been at the theater. Also, there is advancement possible in the hotel business. Working for our little movie house, I'm as advanced as I am ever going to be unless I bought the place." Dad understood. "I get that. You are also eighteen, so I can express my opinion, but you have to make the final decision. I still want you to go to school though. I fear that you will get so involved in the hotel business you will forget to pursue a degree." "Dad, I promise to get a degree. I've been thinking about that too. Would you mind if I went to the community college here in town for my first two years? It would be less money. I can live at home, which is free. I can also continue working my new job steadily." My underlying motivation besides all the logic of the monetary argument was that I didn't want to leave Dad without a family, even with Bob moving in. Dad's response was surprising. "I'm not sure. I think it would be good for you to go away to school. You would have more opportunities to experience life and to date a man." I realized that I had overplayed my hand for the moment. We were at an impasse so I decided to retreat from that part of the discussion. "Well, I want to go ahead and get the job at the hotel. We can look at the rest later. I haven't applied for fall semester anyway because I am taking my old friend Phil's advice and going to school with more money. I still think his example is a smart one." Dad said, "I can agree with that. Phil was an intelligent young man." "Yeah, and he was hot too. I loved sucking his dick and jacking off with him." That joke broke the tension. I was surprised by David's reaction more than Dad's. I could tell by David expression that he was not that happy about the idea of his little brother becoming a male prostitute. I was sure we were going to have a private discussion about that although I knew he would not be able to persuade me. Dad joked, "I will say one thing. If you do become a room service man in the broadest sense of the term, you will be enthusiastic about it." "It's true, Dad. I love cock." We realized that if we went any further with this tête-à-tête, Dad and David would be plowing my ass on the kitchen floor. There was a sexual tension in the air and the hard cocks hidden under the dining room table. I would have been happy to do that except I had to get to work. "Dad, we got to get going." Changing the mood in the room. "Yeah, I know. I'm going to get my gym clothes on. You get your uniform on. David, clean the kitchen. When I get home, I want to fix something for Bob." "Ok." David agreed. We hurried to get ready. I got to work only a few minutes before my shift at 7 PM. Dad kissed me goodbye on the lips in full view of the entrance to the theater before I got out of the car. Off he went to work out and maintain that hunky daddy physique. Work was uneventful. The counter girls made their comments about my hickey on the back of my neck. "You looked like you had a good time last night, John." The one obnoxious girl said. "I did." I wouldn't give any more. It was obvious from the placement of the hickey toward the back of my neck that I got it while being fucked face down. She knew it and once again was either jealous or wanted details. I'm sure her little pussy was dripping from thinking about it. I hope she had underwear on because I sure wouldn't want the health inspectors to determine there was pussy juice on the floor. I know, it's gross, but I just couldn't help myself. I had to write that. The night was uneventful again. I thought about the fact that I would be leaving the theater soon for new employment. It made me a little sad. I had some great times here. Most of my sexual experiences came to fruition because I worked here. I got in touch with my exhibitionist and bottom proclivities. It was a great time. I was concentrating so much on work and new work that I completely forgot until I started walking home that this was the first night for David and I to sleep in our new bed. I wondered if he was up for round two. I hoped not. I wanted to sleep and I suspect he did too. However, my policy maintains. David is always the aggressor. If I get home and he wants to sleep, then that is what we are doing. I know in my heart of hearts that I am a bottom through and through. With anyone else, I can be an aggressive bottom and initiate a scene. Not with David. With David, I am my most passive. I want him be in control of me. I don't know whether that's because he is straight or an Alpha male or just because he is a fucking stud God. To this day, David is always the originator of our sexual adventures and I never have and never will say no. The house was dark when I got home except for the porch light and the foyer light. I took my clothes off on the porch before entering the house. It gave me that little bit of needed exhibitionism. I wasn't getting as much of that now that Bob and Dad were together. Now, wait a minute. That's not true. David fucked me on an Internet broadcast just two nights ago. Three nights ago, we were driving around town naked, taking pictures and jacking off in the park. Even the sex this morning with the movers was an exhibitionist seen as Bob and I were naked while Joe and Joey never completely took their clothes off. I take that back. I'm just a whore. I folded my clothes and left them by the front door in the foyer. It's easier to put that stuff away in the morning. I went to the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth. I looked in to see Dad and Bob spooned together in bed. They are so sweet. I stealthy moved into our bedroom. There was David fast asleep with the sheet and blanket up over him. I thought for a moment, `well, maybe we are going to just sleep tonight.' I lifted the bedding, crawling onto my side of the new bed. It felt so nice being in a real bed with David. The mattress was much more comfortable than those old twin beds. I thought for a moment that I was just going to fall asleep, but then I felt a slight movement and a hand down at the entrance to my depository. "Oh buddy. There's my hot cunt. It feels like it's wanting something. What do you think it wants, buddy?" David whispered so gently. "Your cock, David. My cunt wants your cock." I murmured. "That's right buddy. My baby brother's fuck hole wants a man's hard rod to fill it." David fucked me exactly the way he had done the night before at Bob's house. He reached over for the lube to moisten my cunt with multiple fingers before oiling his rod. My big stud brother plowed his cock hard into my ass pushing me onto my stomach. He didn't take long to deposit his warm sperm into my willing hole. After his orgasmn, he rolled me back laying on our sides in the lovers' spoon position leaving his meat in my bowels. I had to laugh. Maybe I was going to turn into a saint based on David's repeated missionary romps of my twat. Regardless of sainthood, I knew that I had found God. Right before he drifted off David said to me, "John, I love you. Would you not make a decision about the job until we can talk some more?" "Ok." David was out like a light. The next thing I heard was his soft breathing on the back of my neck indicating he was asleep. I wondered what he was objecting to, but I was willing to listen. ----------------------------------- I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you all for writing. The positive response is very motivating. If there is anything in particular that you would like to see John, David, Bob and Dad get into, let me know. 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