Date: Fri, 31 Jul 2009 17:54:29 -0400
From: burak berge <burakberge@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hamza and his sons Part 2

     From that day onwards, Emre, Tolga and I played sex games, but those
sex games were always limited to kissing, licking each other's bodies and
sucking each other. Emre tried to fuck me many times, but I never let him.
Emre started to fuck his brother Tolga instead and Tolga liked being fucked
very much. I also enjoyed watching the two brothers fuck. Hamza was always
sneaking up on us in the door when we played. Seeing him watching his sons
fucking while he stroked his enormous cock made me so horny! He was
obviously enjoying his sons' incest fuck very much, but why didn't he join us?
I wanted him to play with us so much! I had never told the two brothers that
their father was watching us when we played sex games. I was afraid that they
would chicken out and stop playing sex games with me. Maybe Tolga and
Emre were aware of the audience in the door opening and just didn't care about
it. They never told me anything about this, either. In the meantime, I had asked
Hamza to give me a ride on his lap but he always refused me politely.

     Time passed and I became thirteen years old. My dick was already bigger
than Emre's. Tolga was thirteen as well and he definitely had become a
beautiful young man. Emre was fifteen and he had become very hairy. His legs,
arms, chest and his ass had beautiful black, silky hair. He was actually hairier
than his father at this young age. Tolga on the other hand was still hairless and
had long blond hair down to his shoulders. His dick was bigger now, but it was
not as big as his brother's or mine. Emre used to be the only one who was able
to shoot cum, but now Tolga and I were able to cum and drink that amazing
milky juice fresh from each other's cock. I tasted both brothers' cum and I used
to like Emre's spunk very much. Tolga and I were trying to get as much cum as
possible from Emre's dick; sometimes we were fighting over it. But after I
started producing semen, both brothers were fighting over mine. I wondered
how Hamza's fuck juice tasted.

     Not too far away from our house, there was a small river and a little
pond. On hot summer days Emre, Tolga and I used to go there. We would take
off our clothes and skinny dip and play with each other under the trees. I don't
think I have to tell you what kind of games we were playing there. Many times,
I witnessed Hamza watching us from a distance trying to hide behind a tree.

     One of those hot summer days, Tolga, Emre and I were helping Hamza
in the barn. We had worked and were so tired. We had almost finished our
work. As usual, Hamza was working shirtless. I wasn't able to take my eyes
off his masculine arms and beautiful, incredibly hairy chest. Emre noticed that
I was checking out his father with lust and he winked at me with a smirk. All
of us took our shirts off and continued to work in the barn. I noticed the bodies
of both brothers were developed so well, almost like their father's. Emre was
bigger than Tolga. He had dark features like his father and beautiful hairy pack
(???), big arms and beautiful legs. Tolga had such a beautiful manly face with
piercing blue eyes and blond hair. His skin was milky white. Even though he
wasn't as big as his brother, he had definitely very masculine looks. He was
slim, but defined and very athletic. They both had great asses: big, round and
juicy. The only difference between them was that Emre's ass, crack and hole
were hairy. The hair was so soft and velvety; the feeling of touching the hair
with my tongue when I rimmed him was like the feeling of touching silk.
	Tolga's asshole was totally bare. No hair at all. This was a very different
feeling than his brother. Rimming that pink asshole was always making me feel
like I was in heaven. His ass was white but would easily turn pinkish when I
licked, kissed and bit his ass hole and cheeks. Tongue fucking Tolga was my
all-time favorite activity.
	Both brothers were working half-naked in their skimpy shorts right in
front of me. I just got too horny from all these half-naked men that surrounded
me. I got a huge hard on and it was so obvious that I had a hard time hiding it.
All of a sudden, I saw Tolga bent over in front of me picking up a tool from
the floor. His shorts was too small for his big ass, half of its bare skin was
visible to me. I couldn't resist watching and I started to rub his ass crack lightly
up and down with my little finger. I guessed his asshole inside his shorts and
put some pressure on it. That caused him to jump and gasp in pleasure. I
looked at Hamza and made eye contact with him. He was smiling at me,
rubbing his cock at the same time. Both brothers noticed their father's hard-on
and looked at him with a puzzled look. Everybody was pretending that they
were working, but actually we were checking each other's cocks and asses. I
was thinking about the next move I would make.
	It was almost noon and we were getting hungry. I asked Hamza if we
could eat our lunch by the pond. We really were soaked in sweat. It would be
very nice to get refreshed by a nude swim in the pond. Emre and Tolga liked
my idea very much. They both hugged their father and started to plead with
him to accept my idea. Tolga was on his knees in front of his father, pressing
his face into his dad's hard crotch and Emre was hugging him from behind and
rubbing his face in his father's crack. Hamza realized there was no way of
escaping these insisting beggars.
	"Okay, boys," he said.
     We set out for the most memorable lunch of our lives.