Date: Sun, 13 Mar 2016 05:06:51 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Joey the Slut

Joey The Slut
by Jon Hold
Copyright ©2004, 2016
jonhold@earthlink.net


It was bedtime and Joey was trembling in anticipation. His parents had sent
him to "spend the summer on the farm" with his Dad's older brother and his
son. Mark was a year older than Joey and, in Joey's eyes, totally
awesome. Mark had let Joey watch him masturbate last summer. He even let
Joey touch his "Johnson", and play with it. When Joey got good at that,
Mark had patiently taught him how to use his mouth. Their last night
together, Mark had given Joey the ultimate going away present: a nice,
stiff Johnson right up the old poop chute. Joey had spent the whole school
year in anticipation of being in bed with Cousin Mark again.

Joey's active imagination had led him to reenacting Cousin Mark's final
lesson with toilet plunger handles, broom handles, hairbrush handles,
carrots, cucumbers, squash, water from the tub faucet, his bicycle seat,
his fingers, being young and limber he could even cross his ankles squat
down to get his big toe in there, leaving his hands free for other
stimulating... behavior. Anything even vaguely cock shaped found it's way
up Joey's ass that fall and winter, everything except the one thing he
really wanted. Mark's beautiful Johnson.

Joey had never heard it called a "Johnson" before. But Mark calling it that
made the name very special. Cock, prick, tally-whacker, pizzle, dick; all
the other words he knew for it just sort of grayed out into the
background. "Johnson" was now Joey's favorite word. Just using it, even
just to himself, brought up instant visions of the most beautiful boy-tool
that could be imagined. Straight and long. Thick and strong. Hanging or
stiff, it was the center of Joey's attention. Mark would flip it out of his
coveralls to take a piss and Joey would be right there, watching. Hungering
for what Mark had. Watching Mark take the thick thing in hand and pull back
so that his generous foreskin retracted, leaving the long slit in the end
of the plump knob exposed. The tiny little lips would finally part and a
smelly stream of boy urine would color the air with electric splashes of
incendiary attractant. Joey would inhale in deep satisfaction, watching
Mark's powerful stream flow and splash onto the ground. When Mark would
finally flip off the final few drops, Joey unconsciously licked his lips,
wishing he could clean up his hero.

Mark was a big, strong boy from all the farm work he did. He was also kind
and fun to be around. He knew all sorts of jokes and liked to tease his
younger cousin. Sometimes he'd swat Joey's butt and Joey just loved the
feeling of Mark's big hand on his ass. He'd even stick his butt out and
shake it, teasing his burly cousin to give him a good swat. He never
ducked. After dinner the boys would lay on the living room rug and watch
television. During commercials they'd whisper secrets or wrestle each other
for who had to go get snacks. Joey loved being able to feel his cousins
body, almost as much as he loved feeling the weight and heat of his cousin
on top of him. He didn't even mind that he almost always lost. Losing to
Mark was fun.

Joey excused himself right after dinner, saying he was tired and dirty from
the trip. Mark said, "Good-night" and his uncle hugged him and said how
glad he was to have an extra hand again this summer and how he hoped Joey
would be happy. Joey ran upstairs to the bathroom and got cleaned up. He
kept thinking that Mark would join him in the shower. They'd always had fun
showering together last summer. No matter how he drug it out, Mark just
didn't show up, so Joey finally got out of the water before he shriveled up
entirely.

Laying in bed he could hear the TV and snatches of conversation between
Mark and his Dad. Tears leaked from Joey's eyes. Apparently he wanted Mark
much more than Mark wanted him. In fact, it seemed as though Mark had
totally forgotten anything that might have happened. Or, maybe he didn't
want to remember. Maybe he'd changed his mind and didn't want to like
another boy. Confused, tired, sad, deeply disappointed and quietly crying,
Joey slipped off into a restless slumber.

Joey awoke suddenly to the smooth warmth of a hard male body mounting
him. He felt the weight of lust-charged male fitting itself to the
curvature of his back. A very special weight pushed against the groove in
his ass and pointed down between his legs. A hot, slobbery tongue worked
against the hole in his ear. "God! I didn't think Dad was ever going to go
to bed. Do you think about our last night together as much as I do?" Strong
male hips worried themselves against plush globes of tender young flesh. A
deep moan was Joey's only response. A deep moan that cried for deeper
contact as legs spread and exquisite hemispheres lifted and parted,
allowing old friends to smell and taste of one another. The trembling of
the teenaged boy on his back drove all thought out of the younger boys
mind, his earlier disappointment totally forgotten, and the person who was
Joey disappeared into the land called "bliss" as his athletic young body
was filled by pure animal lust—and his cousin Mark.

Through the fog of lust came touch. Heat. A gentle, timorous questing brush
of pebbled snout against wrinkled blossom. Again. A tentative tap... "is
that you?"

"Yes!" sweet lips pouted. "It IS I! Come to me! NOW!"

"Oh, but you are so sweet. And... And... I fear. I'm afraid. I'll loose
control. I'll hurt you."

"Touch me. I'm reaching for you. Feel my soft lips kiss your nose. I want
you. I NEED you. Open me! I have waited sooooo... long. I trust you, ToTaLy

Mark smelled Joey's sleepy warmth as he crawled into bed. Totally erect,
nerves tingling, he'd been dreaming about having his younger cousin back in
his bed all winter long. The past week had been very nearly unbearable. He
was barely rational as the willing body, belly down, legs spread, butthole
smooth and glistening with lube, conformed to his shape under him. The
eager acceptance of his little cousin fanned his lust, his body burning as
if his nerves were on fire. He touched the soft, downy fuzz on Joey's
smoothly curved butt. His weeping, tear-filled nose poked around with its
one blind eye until it was grabbed. Grabbed and heinously held prisoner by
a contracting ring of snapping muscle. A prisoner, but a very happy, and
ever so willing prisoner!

Mark lasted long enough for the nose of his quivering Johnson to part the
lips of his younger cousins perky little slit. Joey pushed back, capturing
Mark. The stretching feeling of Mark's flared corona entering him was more
than Joey could take. Convulsing uncontrollably, he soaked the sheets
beneath him with a deep, gut wrenching orgasm. The feel of Joey's little
hole grabbing his cockhead and then his younger cousins spastic
contractions, on top of his own vivid dreams and fantasies caused an
immediate orgasm. Joey got lubed in the very best possible way as his older
cousin erupted, equally uncontrollably, soaking his thirsty guts in thick,
clotted boy slime.

Joey dozed off with a satisfied smile on his face. He woke feeling the
weight of his older cousin still on his back, the warmth of his breath
caressing his face, the pervasive smell of randy teenager, the bulk of a
soft cockhead in his anus. Gently squeezing and pulling with his eager
sphincter awoke the dragon dozing inside Mark's fat appendage. Smiling,
Mark moaned with deep and abiding pleasure in his sleep, his dreams so
vivid as to seem real; grinding his pubes into the soft/hard cushions
surrounding his quickly erecting teenboy often-yanked-belly-tanker. He
awoke already fucking his little cousin, who was moaning his pleasure even
louder than his newly awakened counterpart. It didn't take the boys long to
reach mutually-assured-spelunking-function status which quickly lead to
them coating each other, inside and out, with the steaming and smelly
results of a shaft being too quickly sunk so deeply into a too hotly
steaming hole.

Still grunting his satisfaction and butt-clenching pleasure, Mark rolled
Joey around his cock until he had the boy laying on his back with his
strong legs over his farm-boy cousins broad and powerful
shoulders. Grinning down at the happy boy, still trembling with his
long-drawn-out orgasm, Mark started using wide-spaced, long, deep plunges
to bring his cousin back to him and to truly awaken himself to full
awareness that this was no wet-dream. The long winter was over! As the boys
eyes cleared and he started realizing that the older boy wasn't even going
to take a break, Mark plunge fucked deeper and harder and faster. Joey was
soon beating his fuckers back with his heels, urging him to greater and
more profound gyrations. The boys were really tearing the bed up when one
of Marcs great toenails found traction on the bottom sheet and ripped a
great rent in it. Greatly aroused by the sounds of their wild copulation,
both boys kept urging each other to greater and ever greater
excesses. Clashing frantically, the boys locked eyes and grabbed eachother
as if afraid the other was about to get up and walk away. Pouring sweat,
drooling, steaming up the entire room with the deep, sharp odor of randy
boys wildly out of control, the sounds from both boys started ramping up
the scale getting more and more high pitched until both of the excessively
willing boys collapsed, screaming almost silently into each others ears as
Mark hunched his deepest need into his welcoming cousin who was totally
pleased to be receiving the deliciously heated pleasure juice. Totally
absorbed in being bred by his deeply beloved stallion, Joey hardly noticed
the orgasm ripping through him, feeling it only as part of the offering
from his older, wiser, bigger cousin.

Mark felt Joeys arms and legs encircling him, holding him and loving
him. Managing to raise his head on his now wobbly neck, Mark sought and
found Joey's lips and they crushed together, sharing the first ever, virgin
kiss. Both surprised, then eager, lip crushed to lip only to be tongue
caressed and opened so tongues could co-join and share loves deepest bliss.

Twice more that evening their bodies rose to challenge their strong, lithe
bodies to ever greater efforts. The wee dark hours just before dawn caught
them once again boffing each-others brains out, or at least making their
best efforts to boff each-others brains out. They were working hard on the
deep and frantic strokes when the door opened and Mark's dad stuck his head
into the bedroom. "Hey, you boys want to keep the noise down a little. I'd
like to get at least a little bit of sleep tonight!"

Both boys froze in terror. The door quietly closed and in the defining
silence the only sound was Mark's Dad walking down the hallway, back to his
room. They continued their calisthenics much more quietly, finding the
calmer, deeper pleasure to be found in somewhat less rambunctious but even
more intense interaction. Mark's nuts pulled up so tight to his body that
he looked like he had a balless cock plunged almost totally out of sight up
his drooling cousins hiney. Joey finally rolled to his side and passed out,
but not before feeling his wonderful cousin curl up tightly behind him,
plugging back in to keep them in touch for the rest of the night.

Mark woke with a piss hardon buried right to the hilt in his marvelous
cousins hot butt. It didn't take long for him to unload his morning
offering, but when he tried to pull out to go pee Little Joey refused to
let him leave until he'd presented the little slut with what he'd been
saving for the toilet. When he finally managed to circumvent all his early
childhood training and relaxed his piss into his eager cousin, it felt
absolutely fantastic. Joey was sharing the feeling, knowing that this
needed to become a regular part of waking up every morning. After the flow
had finally stopped the laughing boys headed to the shower, the taller boy
behind his younger cousin, walking bowlegged, trying to keep his dick and
all that piss inside the giggling boy. Once inside the shower Joey couldn't
hold Mark's dick inside him any more. As soon as his butthole let go of
Mark's half-flaccid pecker the hydraulic pressure blew the cock out of his
asshole and everything in his guts, his and Mark's both, came blasting out
putting the younger boy into a rapid fire series of orgasms. Mark held the
weak boy in his arms to keep him from falling and, unbelievably, started
cumming all over Joeys back once again.

Bashfully, dazed, the boys got dressed and headed downstairs to
breakfast. Mark's Dad never said one word about the night before. Instead
talking about the chance of rain, the state of the crops and todays chores,
just like he always did in the morning. The boys felt a huge load taken off
their shoulders and the feeling got better and better as the day progressed
and Mark Sr. treated them the same way he always did. They were clearing
the ditches and the big pond of the overgrown cattails and lillys. The
trash was stacked to dry and be burned later and the cattails were pulled
from the muck, roots and all. There was a special rake that worked really
well in the pond, the tractor's winch doing almost all the work. The
cattails were carefully stacked seperately to dry before being run through
the mill to become high protein stock feed. The lily bulbs wouldn't be
harvested until fall, after their growth season.

They all worked really hard all day, stopping only for cold fried chicken
lunch they'd brought with them and to take a pee. Late in the day Mark's
Dad looked around and it was easy to see he was pleased with the days
work. Frowning at the two boys he said, "You two are a mess! Did you leave
any mud in the pond?"

 The boys started to protest but were just laughed down for their futile
efforts. Mark's Dad was over by the gravel and sand swimming beach his
father had put in and started stripping, teasing "last one in gets a
spanking!" Protesting on the unfairness both boys ran for the beach,
stripping off their clothes as they ran. Mark tripped and fell. Instead of
stopping and helping as he usually would, Joey kept right on
running. Laughing. Happy he was finally going to beat his athletic cousin
at something. He and Mark's Dad were swimming before Mark even got to the
water. He cannonballed into the water laughing as he half drowned his
father and cousin both. That lead to a huge battle scene, vastly enjoyed by
all. Joey ended up nakedly squirming in Mark Sr.'s muscled arms. The big
man looked right into Joey's eyes and said, "do you enjoy what my son was
doing with you or did he force you? Has he ever forced you?"

Joey just laid there in the mans powerful arms, his mouth hanging
open. "Uh, Dad?" Mark said.

Still staring deep into Joey's blank eyes the powerful man said, "Yes,
Son?"

"Uh, maybe you should know, the first time Joey and I ever did that
stuff..."

"Yeah?"

"...Well, we were playing cowboys and indians and Joey had me tied to a
tree...

"...and I pulled his pants down...

"...and played with my dick until it was hard...

"...I wanted to see if Mark could cum yet...

"...so he played with my balls and sucked my dick...

"...and he came in my mouth. But it's real hard...

"...to rape the willing...

"...yeah! And Marks dick is ALWAYS willing...

"...and so is Joey...

"...so we rape each other all the time..."

"STOP IT. Will you guys quit doing that. Just one of you talk at a time."

"Daddy's got a boner, Joey. I think he wants to play with us!"

"OH, yeah?" Joey said, squirming around so he could see his uncles
pecker. "You think he wants us to rape him, Mark?"

"I don't know cousin. Sorta looks to me like he wants to rape us."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah" Joey yelled, struggling to get free. "Save me Mark! Save
me from the dick monster, Cousin. Save me!!!"

Mark jumped his Dad. His Dad grabbed for his son. Joey grabbed for any
available dick and the battle royale was on. Two boys against the adult,
Two Marks against Joey, Joey showing Mark senior how pretty his son's
butthole was. Mark Jr. showing his Dad how willingly Joey sucked dick or
took a fat cock up his ass. Joey holding Mark Sr. by the balls so his son
could get a taste of his fathers awesome dick. Splashing and pushing,
squealing and bellowing, Mark Sr. ended up carrying a boned up boy under
each arm as he waded out of the pond. He sat on the trunk of a felled tree
with both boys across his lap taking a spanking. Somehow that didn't work
and he ended up with Joey sitting on his Uncle's dick while he was sucking
his cousin's dick and pulling on both their balls.

Dinner was late, but no one objected. Joey pulled both larger dicks into
Uncle Mark's bedroom and spent the rest of the night proving he could wear
both of them out and still have enough boner left to fuck both of them.

All three slept in one bed after that until Joey's Dad came to take him
home, but that my friends, is a whole new story...





Joey Sr.'s Slutish Ways


Joey's dad came to help with the harvest and to bring his son home.



The two sr's become lovers again as they were in their teens. Daddy
relocates the two Joey's to the two Mark's farm and have a special bed made
for the four of them. EVERYBODY sucks and EVERYBODY fucks and gets fucked
and sucked and has their pee-pees played with. Just disgusting! Totally!
[Hopefully]





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To delight in war is a merit in the soldier, a dangerous quality in the captain, and a positive crime in the statesman.
     --- George Santaya