Date: Tue, 8 Mar 2011 09:01:06 -0800 (PST)
From: ewk1970@sbcglobal.net
Subject: Learning My Vocation 9

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After the first time Dad joined me and Jeff in the bedroom things certainly
changed around the house and only for the better. Things became more
relaxed between the three of us and, for the first time, I really felt like
I was one of the guys. Over the next couple of weeks all of us continued
our sexual exploration of each other and it wasn't strange at all for me to
walk in on Dad bending Jeff over or for Jeff to find me and Dad in a hot a
'69' or some other combination of sexual positions. I had still not gotten
fucked and while part of me was excited by the idea, the other part was
still reticent. I wanted to talk to Jeff about it, but, for whatever
reason, he would refuse to discuss it with me, although that didn't stop
him from climbing onto my lap and regularly riding my cock until he jacked
off and unloaded all over my fuzzy stomach. It seems like the more he got
fucked, the more cum he was producing and he would sometimes rub it all
over my skin until it was tacky and dry or else scoop it up in his fingers
and feed it to me until I unloaded up his butt. It didn't matter if it was
me or dad doing the fucking, it usually ended with Jeff squatting over my
face and emptying the cum from his bowels right into my mouth.

I decided to try and talk with Warren about it as he was the only person I
knew who seem to enjoy getting penetrated. Ever since Dad joined in our sex
play we hadn't seen that much of Warren and I was vaguely curious as to
where he was getting his regular doses of cum from. Additionally, Dad made
it perfectly clear that we were not to discuss what the three of us did
together with anyone, even Warren.  This disappointed me as I was hoping to
get Warren involved with our fun and I really wanted to see Dad fuck
Warren. Warren and Jeff's soccer season was now over and their first year
of high school football training wasn't set to start for a couple of
weeks. I took the initiative and called to see if he wanted to hang out.

I dialed Warren's number and Mrs. Ellis answered the phone. She engaged me
with casual chitchat for a minute or two and then called Warren to the
phone. Warren picked up an extension and asked how I was doing. I told him
everything was cool and that I wanted to see if he was interested in
hanging out the next day. He replied in the affirmative and we began
ironing out the details. I noticed during the course of our conversation
that his voice sounded somewhat out of breath and strained. I asked him if
everything was alright.

Warren chuckled and said, "Oh yeah, bud, everything is just peachy."

"What's so funny, man?" I asked suspiciously.

"Weeeeell, guess what I'm up to right now," he said.

I thought about it for a minute and said, "I give up. What are you doing?"

"I'm bent over a lounge chair and my Dad's cock is lodged right up my ass,"
Warren replied lustily, "And, man, does it feel fucking good!"

I was stunned and said so, "Are you crazy!?! Your Mom is right downstairs!"

He attempted to laugh again, but it dissolved into a harsh groan of
pleasure, "It don't matter, bud. It's a big house. Jesus, Dad, don't be
such a fucking girl! Fuck that pussy hard! I want to feel it!"

I could hear Frank's faint voice on the other end of the line saying, "If I
go any faster or harder I'm going to pop quick, pussy boy. Do you want it
hard or do you want it to last?"

"Fucking cream me, Dad! I'll suck that cock until it gets rock hard again
and then you can fuck your spooge deeper into my butt!" Warren was nearly
yelling at his point, "Sorry, Pete, you were saying?"

We cemented our plans to meet up tomorrow. Frank was going to pick me up
around noon and bring me back their house so that we could have 'play
date'. Warren got a little mysterious and told me he was glad I called
because he had something fun to show me. When I asked what he was talking
about he refused to answer and told me that I would have to see for myself
tomorrow.

As we said our goodbyes I could hear the harsh, guttural sounds of Frank
unloading in Warren's ass. It got me horny and I wished that Dad or Jeff
were around, but they were both out. I briefly considered jacking off,
going so far as to run my hand up to my chest and tweak my nipples, but
ultimately decided not to waste a good orgasm. I knew that there would be
someone in the house sooner or later who want to eat it or have pushed up
their ass and I wanted to make sure I had enough left in my growing balls
to make it worth their while.

The next day came quickly and I spent the morning get cleaned up and ready
for whatever Warren had in mind. Of course I didn't know for sure whether
or not his little surprise had anything to do with sex or not, but knowing
Warren it did. Jeff had wanted to tag along, but he and Dad had
longstanding plans to take in a ballgame in the next town over and Jeff
didn't want to disappoint him. I told Jeff that if he was spending the
whole day alone with Dad then chances are he was going to have his ass and
cock worked over so much that he shouldn't begrudge me some time alone with
Warren. Jeff gave me a horny grin and agreed.

Frank pulled up our driveway promptly at noon. He got out of his truck and
walked up to the house where I was waiting for him on the front porch. Dad
came out and they shook hands and chatted a bit about nothing in
particular. Jeff popped his head out of the garage to say hello to Frank
and while the two of them were exchanging greetings, Dad took the
opportunity to nail me with a penetrating gaze. I knew what he was silently
asking with his eyes. He wanted to know if Mr. Ellis was one of the men who
I had done it with. I considered giving him my best innocent face, but
didn't think I could pull it off, not easily anyways. Instead I cocked my
head and winked at him, a slow smile spreading out across my face.  Dad
seemed to consider this and looked over at Frank, giving him an honest to
goodness once over. He turned back to me and simply nodded his approval.

"Well, are you ready to head out, Pete?" Frank asked.

"Sure, Mr. Ellis, but why didn't Warren come with you?" I countered.

"He had some chores to finish up at home before you were allowed to come
over," Frank said, smoothly, "He assured me they would be completed by the
time I got you back to our place."  I waved goodbye to Dad and Jeff and
hopped into Frank's car. We were barely down the street when Frank took a
hold of my hand and placed it into his lap. I automatically gripped his
hardening cock through his shorts, enjoying the feel of it. Frank let out a
small breath as I started kneading his cock seductively.

"I also thought it might be nice to get a quick bit from you before you and
Warren disappear for the afternoon," Frank said.

"Do you know what he has planned for me today, Frank?" I asked while
working the zipper to his shorts down and unclasping the snap at his waist.

"Oh, I'm not going to ruin that particular surprise," he gasped, "You'll
have to find that one out on your own, but I promise that you won't be
complaining."

We both fell silent as I finally worked his now rock hard penis out of his
underwear. It stood up, fat and proud, out of the opening of his pants and
it was already sticky and slick. I let go of his cock and brought my hand
up to my face to give the sticky coating a good smell. It smelled like ass
and cum and I realized that Frank must have fucked Warren well already and
left the residue just for me. I licked it off my hand and, looking around
to make sure no one could see us, I dove down on his pulsating fuck
stick. Frank had one of those huge trucks and so we were far enough off the
ground that one could not easily see into the truck, especially with a
teenage boy leaned over into his lap.

I didn't waste any time on preliminaries and swallowed Frank's cock whole
on my way down. He grunted and humped his lap into my face, making sure to
pop the fat head of his prick into my throat. I moaned with pleasure at the
stretching feeling in the back of my throat and took a deep breath as my
nose nestled into the forest of pubic hairs at his cock's base. The musky,
sweaty smell was intoxicating and I just held my nose there for as long as
possible until I had to come up off his dick for air. I wiggled my tongue
along the length of that prick as I brought my head up. I left only the
head in my mouth and I got a good taste of the fresh juices leaking from
his peehole. It felt so good to rub my lips against the silky smooth flesh
of his rod. Knowing that it was recently fucking away at my buddy's ass
just added an extra thrill of naughtiness to it. I hoped that I would
Warren's asshole still damp form his Dad's fuck and that it wouldn't be too
late to suck the spent cum out of it.

Frank's breathing was getting a little irregular and he kept one hand on
the wheel and the other on the back of my head the whole way back to his
house. He wasn't pressing down hard, but was running his fingers through my
bushy hair and encouraging me to deep throat him. I knew we had something
of a drive to get back to his place, so I took as much time as I wanted to
really enjoy sucking his cock. He came close to spurting in my mouth a
couple of times, but I stopped him by squeezing the base of his dick and
holding it very still in my mouth. He gritted his teeth and hissed every
time I pulled this maneuver and I could feel the muscles under his heavyset
belly tensing up with every tease.

Still, all good things must come to an end and we were pulling into the
Ellis' driveway. Frank put the truck into park, grabbed a hold of my head
with both hands, and started to forcefully fuck my face. The back of my
head bounced of the steering wheel a couple of times causing me to see
starts for a moment, but I soon forgot about the momentary pain when Frank
cried out and started to fill my sucking mouth with hot cum. My cheeks soon
puffed out at the amount of fluid and I began to swallow as quickly as I
could while Frank continued to deep stroke into my throat. I gagged a bit
and some of his cum dripped down my chin, but I kept going on like a
trooper. Soon Frank's cock began to soften and he released his grip on the
side of my head. I stayed down in his lap, gently cleaning off his deflated
dick.

"Good job, Pete," Frank sighed, "I love how good you are at sucking
cock. Warren has turned into a real revelation and his ass is second to
none, but your mouth is still my favorite."

I removed his cock form my mouth and tucked it back into his pants. I
looked up at him and smiled, my face a dripping mask of cum and saliva.

"Thanks, Frank, I really enjoy your cock too," I continued, "It's almost as
good as my..." I froze up before I could finish the thought. I almost said
"Dad", but I knew Dad didn't want me to spill the beans. "Uh, my
brother's," I tried to cover, but it seemed my efforts were in vain when I
saw the sly look on Frank's face.

"Sure, your brother, I get it, kid," Frank easily agreed, "Although I find
it hard to believe you'd be more into his pencil dick than my man cock."

Frank laughed as I jumped out of the car and headed towards the front
door. Frank and I entered and I was momentarily relieved that Mrs. Ellis
wasn't there to greet me because Frank had me so flustered I forgot to
clean the effluence off my face. It turns out she was out shopping for the
afternoon and I was nearly bowled over by Warren who came bounding down the
stairs and jumped into my arms.

"Hey, Sexy!" he cheered, "I can only imagined what took you so long." He
pulled away from the hug and looked me in the eyes. His face clouded over
with lust as he began to kiss me full of the lips, thrusting his tongue
into my mouth, licking my teeth and lips. He broke the hot kiss and began
lapping at my face, cleaning up the leftover juices dripping down.

"Mmmmmm, you taste like my ass," Warren moaned, "My ass and my Dad's
cock. Thankfully they just happen to be two of my favorite things."

Warren's hand had migrated south to my own cock which I just noticed was
hard as Chinese algebra. He groped me lewdly and asked me how my week had
been and where the heck Jason and I had been spending all of our
time. Frank excused himself from the room and told us he had a lot of work
to do and not to make too much of a fuss in the house. Warren led me
upstairs to his cavernous bedroom and continued to prod me for more
information. I told him I couldn't really talk about it yet, but as soon as
I could it would blow his mind.

Warren pouted a bit, but he said he understood. He then went on to regale
me with the tales of what he and his Dad had been up to since the last we
were over. Warren had been a complete pig with Frank and was constantly
sucking his cock, sometimes three or four times a day. Warren would eat his
ass out and Frank had begun fucking him almost immediately. I asked Warren
if it had hurt at all and he admitted that the first two times had been
excruciating, but the third time was the charm and something had let loose
deep within him and now he couldn't imagine not getting stabbed in the
shitter by his Dad.

"So what's this big surprise you've got planned for me?" I asked, "Your Dad
wouldn't spill the beans about it."

Warren laughed and said, "I could tell you all about it, but I think it
would just be easier to show you. I just have one question for you..."

Warren stood there looking mock seriously at me. I was leaning forward in
suspense before I realized he was screwing with me. I audibly sighed and
said, "WHAT-QUESTION-WOULD-THAT-BE?"

Warren's mischievous smile reappeared and he said asked, "How into all of
this shit are you? I mean, the cocksucking, the eating cum, older guys,
etc. are you as into it as you seem?" The joking tone in his voice seemed
to dip down into an almost plaintive sigh by the end of the sentence. I
knew he wasn't kidding around now. I was stuck for an answer, at first, but
I stopped being over whelmed and just let the words spill out of me.

"Listen, Warren," I began, "I have done almost everything with a guy that
can be done in the last couple of months. I have been with older guys and
guys my own age. I've even done it with multiple guys!  Before this, I
couldn't even get a girl to fucking kiss me! Now, I regularly have cum
dripping off my face.  And I love it. I really do...more than
anything. Making guys cum...shit, I never imagined what a turn on it is. I
love eating their cum and watching guys get fucked..."

Warren interrupted me then, "But not getting fucked yourself?"

I shook my head, "No. Not yet anyways," I looked right at him, "I'm kind of
scared of it. I'm scared I won't like it. Plus, I am not kidding when I say
I like to suck dick." We both laughed at that remark.  Suddenly I realized
that I had found my best friend. All the barriers had gone down between us
the way it sometimes does with best buds. It had only happened to me once
before, with Sam, but I haven't talked to him all summer as he had been on
vacation with his family. Warren may have been two years older than me, but
it didn't matter. We had both experienced the same powerful
epiphany. Warren and I realized we were both gay and really into cock. The
exploration between the two of us would go on for years. But none of that
was on our minds at that first, perfect moment of contact.

Warren told me how he understood my feelings and that if he hadn't been so
caught up in the moment that crazy evening when Jeff fucked him for the
first time that he might not have taken to it so well.  Frank had made Jeff
fuck him a couple of more times before he finally took a turn. Warren told
me how amazing it was to feel his Dad's cock penetrating him for the first
time. It really felt as if he had been made just for his Dad's personal
use. His Dad had taught him some other things as well, but Warren told me
I'd pick that up later.

"I knew you were just like me, Pete," Warren said, "I knew it from that
first time we sucked cock together. I was scared at how quickly I took to
it and I was kinda worried when you and Jeff just suddenly disappeared. My
Dad is hot and all, but I needed something else."

Warren looked away for a moment and then set his pretty blue-green eyes
directly on mine, "I found it, Pete! The mother lode of cock and ass! I was
SO hoping you'd be back around soon just because I knew I could count on
you to come with me!" He was nearly squealing.

I laughed and lightly punched him in the arm. "What are you talking about,
you goofball?"

"You'll see. And seeing, as they say, is believing," he winked
conspiratorially.

He asked me if I was ready for sex and I nodded enthusiastically in the
affirmative. He then told me to take off my clothes. I practically ripped
them off as he turned around and went rummaging through his drawers. He
turned back to me with some clothes in his hands and he snorted and pointed
at my hard cock. It was sticking out, straight and proud, and I thought it
was starting to look fatter and that my balls were hanging a little
lower. Warren threw the clothes at me and told me to try and stuff my cock
into them. They were a pair of bedraggled camo shorts that were so big that
they barely hung onto even my chunky hips. There was no underwear and the
t-shirt I was handed was black and the faded remnants of a decal reading
"Travelling Freak Show". It was about a size too small and it stretched
lewdly across my stomach. The bottom portion stuck out invitingly and you
could see the wispy hairs of my treasure trail leading into the shorts. A
pair of old converse, sans shocks, that already looked stained with cum
completed the ensemble. After Warren changed into a comparable outfit we
were out the door.

Warren led me out to his backyard and we walked to the far end of it. It
was a fairly large parcel of land and it was fenced in. Warren's
neighborhood was nestled into the middle of farmland and it was a farmer's
field the back gate exited to. We started walking through the field and
Warren started to explain to me how if we continued walking we would
eventually get to the highway.

"Why would we want to go to the highway," I asked, sweat already starting
to drip from my brow.

"Trust me, man, you'll see," Warren smiled.

We made our way through the summer fields, the hot afternoon sun beating
down on us. We eventually reached the highway and Warren started leading me
down the south side of it. We walked in silence, neither of us really
having anything to say. I knew that Warren was adamant about this surprise
he had in mind so there was no use trying to wring any answers out of
him. I knew if I followed him it was going to lead to sex and that was all
I cared about the particular afternoon.

We walked for a mile or two down the road when I saw that the sign marking
a rest area. We both came to a slow stop in front of the towering blue
sign. Standing shoulder to shoulder with my bud, I suddenly put two and two
together and realized what was going to go down. I turned to look at
Warren, amazement widening my eyes. He just looked at me, a crooked grin
splitting his face asymmetrically.

"Are you telling me...?" I couldn't finish. This was such a stroke of
brilliance that I wasn't sure how to articulate my admiration for him.

Warren nodded slowly and said, "Yep. This is it. This is the big
surprise. I discovered it from an online hook-up site. I swung by here last
week and ended up spending four hours. It was incredible." He zoned out for
a minute as if lost in the reverie of whatever events took place here
before. His grinned widened and then he refocused on me, "I got in contact
with a couple of truckers who were here last week. They are coming through
today and bringing a couple of friends. I told them all about you and they
can't wait to meet you. These guys can be kind of rough, but it is a good
kind of rough. They will use you. I'll understand if you don't want to, but
I think you'll enjoy it. You in?"

I looked away for a moment and looked up at the squat glass and brick
building. It rested on a small hill and looked old and unused. This portion
of the highway is mostly truckers and local traffic. Chances are no he knew
would just walk in, but it was pretty public. Warren made it sound like
there wasn't much to expect in the way of privacy. Still, to have multiple
men groping him, to have them in his mouth...

"Okay, bud, I'm in," I decisively snapped.

Warren let out a whoop and we started running up the hill. There were three
trucks parked in the lot, but it didn't appear as if anyone was
around. Warren walked confidently up to the glass double doors and
entered. It was sweltering inside the shelter area and I realized the air
conditioner must be broken.  There were various faded maps in old, tired
looking display cases along with basic area information.  There were two
doors, one marked "Men" and the other marked "Women". We naturally headed
towards the men's room.

The door creaked as it opened and I could hear the sounds of running water
as we entered. The toilet area was rather large with 8 urinals against one
wall and six stalls. A series of sinks and paper towel dispensers ran along
the wall opposite the stalls. There was a door on the far side of the room
that read "Shower Room". The sound of water was clearly coming from there
as evidenced by the steam floating from underneath the door.

"The showers are there for the truckers to use," Warren answered my unasked
question, "Pretty cool, huh? I should let you know that these guys get into
some kinky shit. I'm letting you know up front that I want to see you get
that fat ass of yours fucked today, if you want."

I flashed Warren a goofy grin and asked, "Okay, we're here. What do we now?
Wait in a stall or what?"

Warren reached out and pulled me close to him. He looked into my eyes and
said, "Well, we can start this way." Warren came in close and started to
kiss me, probing my mouth with his wet tongue. Warren held me close and
began running his hands up and down my torso. He rubbed my stomach and ran
his hands through my hair. I was chubbing up good at administrations and
started getting a good feel of his body as well. We were grinding our
crotches against one another and moaning through the kiss. I was so wrapped
up in the sudden attention from Warren that I didn't hear the door open to
the shower room.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" a voice suddenly cut through the
relative silence of the room, echoing in the enclosed area.

I spun around and was greeted with quite a surprise. Standing in the
doorway of the shower room stood a tall and attractive man who was easily
in his 50's. He was at least six foot one and was built broad and
thick. His barrel chest was covered in thick, dark fur and he had a
generous beer belly. He had close cropped greying hair and a round face
which was looked as if he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He was naked
save for a white towel wrapped around his face and the broad smile that
expanded across his mouth.

"Hey, Warren! I wasn't sure if you was going to make it or not," the man
said affably, "I'm Kurt, by the way," this was directed at me.

"Kurt! Good to see you again, bud!" Warren beamed, "Of course I was going
to show up. Did you bring a couple of friends like you said you was?"

Kurt chuckled at this and said, "Sure did. My son Logan is here again and
so are my friends, Scott and Sean. They're back in there getting cleaned up
after the long haul they was on."

"Cool. This is my friend Pete," Warren gestured to me, "He loves cock and
cum almost as much as I do.  I've been way looking forward to this!"

Warren strode forward, went up on his toes, and wrapped his arms around
Kurt's neck. He pulled Kurt in closer and began kissing him hard and
sloppy. Kurt had his hands shoved down into the back of Warren's loose
fitting shorts, lewdly groping at his adolescent ass. Warren moved his
hands down to Kurt's nipples and started to crank them hard while
continuing the kiss.

Their wild embrace was broken up by a second gentleman to come out of the
shower room. This one was coated in dark hair as well, but he stood a
couple of inches shorter than Kurt and was pretty skinny. He shared Kurt's
facial hair, however, and upon closer examination I assumed that this was
Logan, his son. He had a wide grin planted on his face as he came up behind
his Dad while he was wrapped up in Warren's arms. He stepped around them
and entered the main toilet area. He gave me a nod and then got right up
behind Warren, dropping his towel as he positioned himself closer to the
couple making out. I caught a quick glance of his half hard cock sticking
out of a thick bush of pubic hair before settling my gaze on the almost
painful whiteness of his buttocks. The black hair peppering his ass stood
out in stark relief to his clean, white flesh. He started kissing Warren's
neck while his hands went wandering up his chest.

Warren broke his kiss off from Kurt and turned his head to offer his tongue
to Logan who gobbled it up eagerly. Kurt let towel fall to the floor and
then went to work unsnapping Warren's shorts and pulling them down. Warren
kicked off his shoes and Logan quickly yanked his t-shirt off and then
Warren stood there completely naked, sandwiched between the father and son
team. I fished my own hard on out of my pants and began to slowly jack off
while I watched the show, waiting for my invitation to join in.

Logan's cock achieved full erection after a couple of moments of sliding up
and down between Warren's luscious ass cheeks. His hand found its way down
into Warren's crack and Logan let out a low whistle and said, "You eager
little whore! You are already lubed up!"

"You bet your ass I am," Warren replied, "and it's my Daddy's cock that did
it."

Logan just grunted, stepped back a bit, and then lined his impressive cock
up to Warren's hole. I got one good look at the long, thin beauty with the
huge bell head before it disappeared into Warren's chute.

Warren gasped loudly and then let out a long and satisfying moan. Logan was
slowly moving his cock in and out of Warren's well used hole, a look of
quiet concentration settled on his brow. Kurt had stepped back and was also
jacking off to the scene. He looked over at me and gestured for me to join
him.

I gladly complied and got my first clear look at his cock. It was only
about five inches long, but it was incredibly thick and had a long foreskin
hanging off the end despite the fact that he was fully erect. My mouth
immediately started to water and I looked up at him expectantly.

"Go ahead, Pete, I can tell by that look in your eyes that you want a
taste. Kick off those clothes and get on your knees for me," Kurt said in a
no-nonsense voice.

My clothes were off in a flash and I could feel my nipples harden in the
cool air of the restroom. My knees hit the concrete floor and I suddenly
found myself face to cock with Kurt. The head of his cock throbbed beneath
its layer of protective skin and I could smell a strong musk emanating from
the hood despite his recent shower. I had never had an uncut guy before and
I was fascinated by his cock. I took it in my hand and slowly skinned back
the foreskin. His cock head was very red and moist and the smell was enough
to take my breath away, so rich and meaty. I wrapped my tongue around the
head of his cock and pushed the foreskin back into place. It felt so weird,
but good, to have that layer of tasty flesh covering my tongue. I ran my
tongue all around the inside of his hood. I delighted in this new taste and
sensation. Kurt's cock burped out a dollop of precum that I hungrily
devoured right from his piss slit.

"Damn, boy, but you do like cock, don't ya?" Kurt exclaimed, "You like
playing with that foreskin, Pete?  You like my slimy cock in your slutty
mouth?"

"Oh yeah! I love your cock, sir," I said, continuing my ministrations.

"Ain't you the polite little whore?" Kurt laughed, "Why don't you quit
playing around with the head and get it lodged down in your whore throat
where it belongs."

 I immediately set to work to accomplish just that! I knew this was going
to be a challenge because of his girth, but I was determined not to let him
down. Besides, I wanted to see what it would feel like to choke down a
piece of meat this thick. Behind me I could hear Warren getting pounded
good, the syncopated sounds of Logan's hips colliding with Warren's ass a
fitting counterpoint to Warren's pleasure-filled sobs. I let my mouth fill
with saliva as I began to inch Kurt's monster into my 12 year old mouth. I
opened as wide as I could, carefully keeping my teeth out of the way, and I
got about halfway down the shaft before it became an effort. I continued to
run my tongue all over his cock while I slid back and forth a couple of
times, always getting stopped about halfway. I took a deep breath, screwed
my eyes shut tight, and I began to force my way down his juicy shaft. Tears
welled up and I actually felt my gag reflex rear its ugly head for the
first time since I started this gig, but I kept inexorably moving down
Kurt's dick. Kurt placed his hands on the back of my head and gripped me
tightly while he cooed words of encourage for my journey down. I gulped in
air around his shaft and corkscrewed my face around his hardness,
desperately trying to reach my goal. It felt like a fight I couldn't win,
but then I had another moment of unreality. A moment where I suddenly
became very conscious of being on my knees, naked and straining, over the
big cock of a strange man in a public restroom. The harsh light of the
overheads beat down on me and the strong smell of disinfectant hung in the
air, all sour toilet bowl cleaner and sticky sweet urinal pad. My knees
hurt a bit on the concrete and they were already sticky from old piss and
water. Kurt's cock felt so right in my mouth and the grip he held on my
head felt strong and comforting.

I suddenly let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding and just
relaxed onto the thick tube of flesh in front of me. My jaw unhinged, my
throat opened up, and the head of Kurt's cock popped into place.  Kurt and
I let out twin shuddering moans as I finally found my nose buried deep into
his pubic hair. My hands went to his ass and I held on to them tightly,
partly for balance and partly to hold him in place.  The feeling of thick,
throbbing flesh filling my mouth and throat was soothing and exciting. His
hairy balls were rubbing against my chin. Kurt slowly began to pull his
cock out from my face hole until it exited my mouth with a soft pop. He
pulled the foreskin back and began to rub the head around my already puffy
lips, applying his flowing precum like a coating of lip gloss.

I moaned and looked up at him. Kurt had a curiously intense look in eyes as
he continued to rub his incredibly hard cock against my face. He stuck it
back in my mouth again and I began to greedily gobble it back down, but he
put a hand on my forehead as if signaling me to stop. His hands moved to
the side of my head and Kurt held me in place once more and started to
slowly fuck my mouth.

"Can't go too hog wild on me yet, boy," Kurt said, "You're a little too
eager for your own good. I got some plans for that mouth and ass of yours
and I don't need to go popping my load five minutes in. So you just keep
your hairy fat ass on the floor with your mouth open and let me watch my
kid fuck your friend.  Logan, bring that little fucker over here so's that
I can get a better look at what you're doing."

Kurt just kept his cock sitting my mouth while Warren joined me on the
floor. He facing me with ass pointed in the opposite direction. I saw Logan
get on his knees behind him, carefully jacking his wet cock. Kurt pulled
his dick out of my face and reached down to grasp his son's cock. He jacked
it hard a couple of times and then began to guide it between Warren's
cheeks. Logan and Warren let out a sharp breath simultaneously as Kurt
shoved Logan's rod into Warren's hole. Kurt then returned to his standing
position and reinserted his cock into my mouth.

"Okay, Logan, show your Old Man how it's done!" Kurt cheered Logan on,
"When you're done with him then I think you've got a chubby virgin here to
work on."

This intense action stretched out for a good twenty minutes. I just knelt
there and kept my mouth open, letting Kurt's fat cock just sit in my mouth
while I lazily worked it with my tongue. Kurt was intently watching Logan
thrust in and out of Warren's ass. Kurt had moved a hand so that it rested
on his son's pumping ass. I couldn't tell from my vantage point, but I do
believe Kurt was playing with his hole. Logan was red-faced and
sweating. The look on his face said he was pacing himself, trying hard not
to cum too quickly. Warren had joined me in full slut mode. His eyes were
rolled up into the back of his head and he was forcing his ass backwards
onto Logan's long pole. Warren was quietly mewling and was begging Logan to
fuck him good.

"Damn! I turn my back for 20 minutes and you guys start the party without
is!"

The new voice startled me a bit out of my cocksucker frenzy, but I didn't
let Kurt's cock slip out from between my lips. I looked over to see and saw
a big belly queue up next to Kurt and under that belly a nice thick cock
and fat balls hung, covered in hair. My eyes travelled as far up as they
could and I got a glimpse of a thirty-ish man with a smooth chest and
belly.

"Just hold your horses, Scott, there's plenty of these little whores for
everyone," Kurt laughed.

"This one," Scott said, gesturing to me "looks like he is really enjoying
your cock." Scott started jacking his meat and pointing at my face, "Mind
if I slip in and try him out?"

"Sure thing, bud, he's getting me too close to blowing a load anyway," Kurt
said and pulled away.  Scott had a good-sized cock that he simply shoved
into my vacated mouth. I didn't protest, but began working on this new and
tasty penis. I started deep throating him immediately and I was rewarded by
a loud groan of pleasure.

"Geez, he's kind of young for this shit, ain't he?" Scott asked curiously,
"What is he? 14? 15?"

Kurt replied, "No, he's the 12 year old. His buddy getting worked over by
Logan is the 14 year old. Petey here looks older because of the pound cake
and the hair on him. Look at that fat ass, Scott, is it made to be fucked,
or what?" Kurt got behind me and reached down, running his fingers up and
down my crack, working one of them up tight against my hole.

"I've got a 12 year old on his knees, doing a damn fine job of eating my
cock, and you ask me if his ass looks hot enough to fuck?" Scott grunted,
"Well, I say, Hell yeah! Sean, get your ass out here, bro, you've got to
get in on this action!"

As if on cue, another chunky hirsute guy wandered out of the shower
room. He was naked as well and looked like a younger version of Scott, but
with more hair on his bulging stomach and chest. He stepped up behind Logan
and put his arms around him, grabbing a hold of his nipples and rolling
them around his fingers while looking down over Logan's shoulder at the
sight of his cock working in and out of Warren's hole. Logan clearly loved
the feel of Sean's cock against his cheeks.

"It looks like you guys have gotten off to a great start," Sean said, "Who
are our two new friends? These the kids you were telling us about, Kurt?"

"Oh yeah," Kurt answered, "The one getting shit stabbed by Logan is
Warren. He's the one we double teamed a couple days ago. The slut on the
floor with your brother's cock stuffed in his mouth is Pete."

With a final tug of Logan's nips, Sean moved around until he was standing
in front of Warren. Sean was playing with his hard cock and looking down at
Warren bemusedly. He dropped to his knees and started rubbing his meat all
over Warren's face. Warren smiled up at him and dutifully opened his mouth
wide.  Sean chuckled at his eagerness and placed the head of his cock in
Warren's warm and wet opening.

"You certainly are one eager faggot, kid," he grinned, "Well, go ahead and
get your fill. Between me and my brother we plan on filling the two of you
up to the gills with our loads today. We've been saving them up just for
you."

All you could hear in that bathroom for the next several minutes was the
sound of slurping mouths on wet cocks and the steady beat of Logan's balls
against Warren's lower ass. The temperature had started to rise and I could
feel a fine sweat breaking out all over my body. I was toying with my prick
while enjoying the feel of Scott's thick and leaking meat using my mouth
roughly. Warren had descended into full on pig mode and was thrashing
around between the two studs currently using both of his holes. Just
watching him out of the corner of my eyes was enough to drive me into a
fresh frenzy of lust and I picked up my efforts to drag a load out of
Scott's heavy nuts.

"Goddamn, boy, take it easy down there!" Scott slapped the side of my head,
not hard, but enough to get my attention, "We've got all afternoon. You
don't have to suck a load out yet. Geez, take your time, slutboy."

"He can't help it," Kurt chuckled, "He's obviously hungry for some cum. Why
don't you pull out and let him work on his little friend? It would be cool
to see him shoot his load while Logan and Sean are seeding him."

"Yeah," Logan finally spoke up, "I'd love to feel the little whore cumming
while my cock is still in him."

Scott forcibly pushed my head off his crotch. He stepped back and grasped
the base of his cock tightly as if trying to hold beck the deluge of sperm
that I had almost coaxed out of him. He gestured to warren and said, "You
heard the man, bitch, get down there and suck your buddy off!"

I hurriedly followed his order. I got down on the cold, cement floor and
laid down on my back, scooting under Warren's body while the two men
continued there concerted attack on his mouth and ass. It took me minute to
find a semi-comfortable position, but I finally managed to get Warren's
hard and leaking cock trapped between my rosy red lips. His dick was coated
in clear slime and I lovingly sucked the end off. Logan's fucking motions
were basically shoving Warren's dick into my mouth and after trying to set
my own pace for a couple of minutes I finally just laid there and used my
tongue to bathe the head while the shaft was remotely thrust in and out of
my mouth. All of this action had pushed Warren just about to the edge and I
could feel his whole body trembling on top of me.

With a muffled cry, Warren's cock expanded and then dropped a huge load of
creamy cum right into my mouth. He lost some muscle control due to the
intensity of his orgasm and his body came down on mine. It was okay though
as I am bigger than he is and could take the extra weight bearing down on
me.  I held him as he came and came, giving him whatever support he might
need to get through he next ten minutes.

"Oh Fuck," Logan barked, "That fucking did it, Dad! Oh shit, I'm gonna
shoot a load up this kid's ass again. Gonna breed him good, Daddy!"

"Hell, yeah, Logan," Sean joined in, "I'm right behind you, bud. This kid
is getting seriously bred!"  Logan began rabbit fucking my friend in his
orgasmic frenzy and I swear I could feel his cock spasming in Warren's
ass. Warren was gurgling happily as his mouth was getting filled with
Sean's load. I really couldn't see much as I was still solidly underneath
Warren, but I could tell by the whooping and back slapping that it had been
quite a show. I felt Logan disengage from Warren's ass and heard Warren's
gasp for air when Sean removed the cock in his mouth. It seemed to be quite
an effort, but Warren rolled off of me and was now lying on his back. I got
up on my hands and knees to make sure he was okay. He opened his eyes and
gave me his patented goofy grin. His face was covered in juices and I
couldn't resist leaning in and kissing him. Our tongues dueled and I got a
good taste of Sean's bitter cum. I reached down and curiously began to
finger Warren's used hole, feeling how swollen and wet it was. I really
wanted to get down there for a taste of Logan's spooge, but I was concerned
that Warren might need the slime for lubrication later on.

The two of us stayed on the floor, sweating and catching our breaths, while
the four men stood around us and discussed the next stage of the
festivities. After a little discussion, it was decided that Scott and Sean
could continue to get some use out of Warren while Kurt and Logan would
take me back to the shower room to continue my education. Scott agreed, but
he made them promise to let him drop a load in my throat before the end of
the day.

Warren and I both stood up, each of us a little unsteady on our feet. Sean
came up behind Warren and put his arms around him, kissing his neck and
running his hands up and down his torso. Smiling, Scott began playing with
Warren's now soft cock, rolling his wet flesh around in his palm. Kurt put
his arm around my shoulders and directed me to the shower room, telling me
that Warren needed some alone time with the two hunky brothers. I took one
final glance behind me at Warren and caught a quick glimpse of Sean
inserting his still hard cock into him from behind while kissing Scott
eagerly.  The shower room was even hotter and muggier than the restroom had
become. I walked in and turned to Kurt and Logan, a questioning look on my
face.

"Now that the getting-know-you-chitchat is out of the way it's time for the
real fun to start," Kurt said.

TO BE CONTINUED...