Date: Tue, 6 Dec 2016 10:02:28 -0600
From: Unforgiven <unforgivensc2@gmail.com>
Subject: Gay incest, Hunting-with-dad Part 4

I want to say thank you to my proofreaders, JG and RG. Without your help, I
don't think I would have enjoyed writing this as much and learning from you
has been an experience on its own.

This story is fictional to include all names, locations and events.  It has
been a massive undertaking as I have never written anything like this
before. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I have writing it for you.


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The next morning seemed to arrive much earlier than it should have. As
everyone awoke, I could see just how tiring last night's ceremony had
been. Everyone was disheveled and moving around like a horde of zombies.


"It's time to shower kiddo. Don't worry, towels are already in there." Dad
said half asleep.


We were the first to shamble through the strip curtain into the
restroom. It seemed like one large room, but tile walls divided it into
sections. On the right was a six foot trough on the floor We walked over to
it and I began peeing, and it wasn't long before the others were doing the
same.


We finished pissing and I took in more of this place. Across from us there
were four sinks against the wall, and next to the sinks were two stalls
with commodes in them. I hadn't noticed before, but there were two more
stalls next to the trough and another strip curtain that led to the gang
showers. As we walked in, there were no shower heads on the walls, but
pipes crisscrossing the ceiling.


"Watch out guys! You know it's going to be ice cold for a minute." Red
reminded everyone.


As he adjusted the pressure and temperature, water began to spray from
holes in the pipes. It was like seeing a rain forest monsoon on a nature
show, and before long the opposing wall had vanished.


Dad and I walked in first, the water was nice and warm. It seemed to hit my
body from every direction.


"Dad, where is the soap and shampoo?" I inquired.


"We don't use soap or shampoo here. They smell good to us but allow the
deer to smell us too. We need to be hidden, and if you smell like a bunch
of flowers the deer will know something isn't right."


It took a while for my eyes to adjust to seeing in the shower, and seeing
all of the men and boys naked was making everyone hard again.


Red was my favorite Dad to look at after my own. Six foot tall with a slim
build, covered in a dense forest of red hair that seemed to draw my eyes to
his raging eight and a half inch uncut cock. Sage was showering off next to
him and watching father and son showering with each other was a sight to
behold!


Green and his boy were the next two I saw. Green was solid muscle and had
thick brown hair. His body was smooth except for his pubes but his nine
inch cut cock was the star of that show.  Little Green was a foot and a
half shorter than his father with the same thick brown hair, his pubes were
a dead giveaway that they were related/


White was the next man I focused on; he was standing next to Black who
towered over him. He stood there running his hands over his chest and
chubby stomach before letting the water down to rain off of his nine inch
cock. His foreskin was much tighter than my Dad's and looked like it was
choking the head of his cock. Black was a head and chest above White and
had a nice bit of curly black chest hair which led down to his uncut
cock. He had a slim build mostly due to being the second oldest man after
Grandpa.


I'm not sure what to say about Brown and Purple; I didn't know it then, but
they were brothers. They were the same height as my Dad, but their bodies
were different. Brown had a solid build with a good helping of red fur and
a nine inch cut cock. Purple was bigger around than his brother, covered in
a coat of brown fur with a seven inch cut cock. I think the flare of their
cock heads gave away the fact they were brothers, with very nice curves and
shiny when hard.


Grey and his boy were tucked away by the back wall, water cascading off
their smooth bodies. Little Grey looked like an exact three-quarter scale
version of his Dad with great blond locks on their heads. The only
difference was who had the most pubes, and I thought the winner was Little
Grey with peach fuzz growing around his dick.


Orange and his son seemed oblivious to everyone else in the shower and
seemed to be having a conversation about Little Orange's ceremony. He was
15 and next year he would become a man. Both were covered in a fair share
of black hair, and their uncut cocks seemed to be dueling as they moved
around rinsing themselves off.


Once everyone had rinsed off, they stepped out and grabbed a towel to dry
themselves before heading into the bunk house.


We headed to our bunks, and I unlocked my trunk and took what I needed for
the day. Dad and I were both getting dressed when I started smelling
food. We hurried to finish getting dressed as I was ravenously hungry and
heard Dad's stomach making the same announcement. We ate as much as we
could before it was time to head out and hunt.


The day went pretty well, and everyone arrived back at the lodge with their
kills. We had two nice bucks; one eight point and the other a six
point. The men gathered to field strip and divvy up the meat while us boys
were outside fooling around.


When we eventually all went inside to clean up and get out of our smelly
hunting clothes, all of us boys were naked in mere seconds. I started
helping Dad undress as fast as I could; it was his turn to prepare all of
the evening food. Dad already had his boots off and most of his shirts; he
wore a few layers since it was getting cold. I undid the buttons at the
waist, unzipped his fly, and I reached my hands around his waist to grab
all of those layers. In what was meant to be one quick motion, I was hoping
they would all come off. Instead, when I pulled they only came to mid-thigh
and my momentum pulled my face right into his crotch.


The smell was intoxicating! I don't know what came over me as I licked the
shaft of his limp cock a few times.


Dad immediately popped me on top of my head. "There will be enough time for
that when you are old enough."


Dad finished getting undressed by himself and we went to wash up before
dinner. Dad always knew how to cook great food, but this time it was
better. I think it may have been because of all the men and boys just being
themselves.


It was getting late and I was getting tired. I fell asleep on the floor
with Little Green and Little Grey. It wasn't long until the three of us
were just a tangle of flesh on the floor, using each other as pillows. Dad
pulled me out of the pile of flesh and held me against him as he carried me
into the bunkhouse.


He laid me on his bunk and laid down beside me. I nuzzled my face into his
hairy chest and slept more soundly than I can even remember.


Sunday came and went so fast, it seemed like a blur. We hunted in the
morning and by noon everyone was back at the lodge preparing to go
home. Everyone helped each other load up the trucks for our convoy back to
the main road. Once everything was all loaded up, it was time to put our
Dads back in their rightful place.


We went back into the lodge, and with everyone naked and relaxed it was
time to begin. There was no Grandpa this time, he took off early Saturday
to go back to Grandma. The Dads all stood up and handed their asslocks to
their sons.


I watched as the other boys began pushing their Dads' balls,then their
cocks, through the metal ring. Then each of the boys got behind their
fathers and spit on the metal balls. The Dads then bent over and parted
their ass cheeks and the boys then spit on their holes as well and rubbed
it around with their fingers before inserting the balls.


I looked up at Dad and he nodded for me to do the same. As I began to
follow suit with the other boys, my head started to fill with odd thoughts.


"What does Dad's cock taste like?"


"Would he let me lick his hole after I spit on it?"


"Will he let me watch him jerk off at home?"


Before I realized it, I was done inserting the ball into Dad's hole.


Everyone kissed and a hugged before the clothes were put back on. We walked
out of the lodge and got into our trucks, and as we drove back to the main
road, my head was swimming with the events of this weekend and how I didn't
want it to end.


We were about halfway home when I looked at my dad driving.


"Dad, can we go back next weekend?"


"Yes, kiddo. We will be going back every weekend until the New Year." Dad
said with a smile. "Do you feel like making a quick stop?"


"Sure Dad. Where are we going?" I replied.


"I just need to pull over and remove the asslock. Do you want to help or
watch an old pro do it?"


"I want to watch you Dad. Show me how to take it out right."


With that Dad pulled over and stopped the truck. He unbuttoned his pants,
pulled them down to his ankles, and slid down in the seat so his ass was
hanging over the edge. Reaching between his thighs, he grabbed the metal
bar, tightened his grip and pulled it out easily. His cock jumped as the
ball slid out of his hole, and he removed the metal ring from around his
cock and balls handed it to me.


"Put that in my bag on the floorboard." I did what Dad asked without
question.


When we arrived home, Mom greeted Dad and I with hugs and kisses. As I
carried our laundry in and put them in front of the washer, she whispered
something in his ear before slipping her hand down the crotch of his pants
and gave his cock a little tug before they slipped off into the bedroom.


I went to my room to get out of my clothes, I could hear moans and groans
coming from Mom and Dad's room. When I got the urge to see what they were
doing, I snuck naked down the hall and out the back door, carefully walked
to their window and peeked inside.


Mom was laying on top of Dad while he licked and kissed her pussy. I stood
and watched for a minute before I realized Dad had tilted his head back and
was staring directly at me. I was overcome by fear and hurried back to my
room.


When I heard Dad cum, I knew it was a matter of minutes before I was in big
trouble. Dad calmly walked into my room and sat on my bed.


"Watching me and your mother fuck is not acceptable. If you want to watch
me while I am alone or with another man, fine. But my time with you mother
is just as special as the time I spend at the lodge."


"Dad, I'm sorry. I was just curious," I said with sorrow in my voice.


Dad got up and walked out of my room closing the door behind him.


TO BE CONTINUED!!!!


***

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