From: omme@post3.tele.dk (ommestrup)
Subject: Repost:- Little devil danced (incest, father/son, m/m)
Date: Thu, 13 Feb 1997 21:35:31 GMT
Where to start this little story
of mine. It's a story of lust,
love and forbidden taboos.
Let's start by presenting myself. My name is William O'tooles, but
people call me Waller, because when I was younger I kept crashing into the
high wall on the training fields on the base. I'm now 24 years old but
this story takes place six years ago, just after my 18-birthday party. I
lived with my dad and uncle on the special core navy base in Florida. My
dad was Major Gerald O'tooles or as he was known Major tools. He got the
name because he was the man people went to when they wanted to know how to
build something from nothing. He could fix anything you gave him and so
the name Major Tools. My uncle Jake was with the Navy Seals and was home
every other month.
I have been living with my dad since I was 12 years old. My mum
decided that I needed a dad and she needed time with her new kid hating
husband. The first three years were quiet, but when I reached puberty all
hell broke lose. I smoked and stole allot and one hot summer day my dad
walked into my room 4 hours too early. He found me beating my meat and saw
the cigarette stubs in the empty beer bottle. He grabbed me and wiped my
ass raw. When he was finished turning my ass to pulp, he turned to the
rest of me. Well into my beating uncle Jake walked in and stopped my dad
from killing me. As I lay there on the floor bleeding, my dad turned on
uncle Jake and the fighting could be heard throughout the base. I passed
out before they were finished beating the shit out of each other.
When I came back, Uncle Jake was carrying me into my room and dad was
close behind him. They stripped me and washed the blood of me and dad
checked me from head to toe. "You will be fine, son" tears were flowing
down his face. He walked out of the room. Uncle Jake gave me a hug and
that when I started crying. Before long the pain, the tears and the warmth
of his embrace soothed me to sleep.
Next morning Uncle Jake woke me. We had a LONG talk about smoking and
the other stuff. He told me that my dad was very sorry about what
happened. That's when he told me that as a punishment I was to go to the
training grounds every day for the next six months with my dad.
Three years later I was still training with the marines when I wasn't at
school or at work. My love for my dad had returned a year after that
fateful day. That is where the ride of my life started. A week after my
eightenth birthday I was returning home to my flat to tell Mary, my
girlfriend, that I was leaving here. Only a few weeks before I found out
that I was gay, well after sucking some of my workmates dicks off and
fucking some stranger in the park I decided I was gay. Getting a hard on
everytime I looked at the marines bathing helped me decide faster. Walking
into the flat I was meet with the view of Mary fucking my best friend. So
as fate would have it I didn't have to tell her, I just left. I moved back
home to dad and uncle Jake. That when dad and uncle Jake decided to by a
house off base. We found a huge hovel on the hill over looking the base.
6 bedrooms, 3 livingrooms, 2 bathrooms, one kitchen and a indoor swimming
pool with sauna and jakuzy. Great house.
I started going to a gay club called the "Shadows". This was a club
for member only. The rules were simple:- * Uniform, leather, rubber and
cowboy was the dress code. Every second week they had "Mask night" and
this was the reason I became a member. On this one night you had to wear a
mask. Some only wore a mask over the eyes and others like me wore a mask
that covered the whole head except the mouth and chin. This way you could
still kiss the stud you were fucking.
One of these lustful masked nights I meet the obsession of my love. All I
remember is the little tattoo he had, a little devil with a trident. That
night I was extra horny and I found a really bad excuse to be there. My
dad wanted to have a grill that night, but my cock wanted some hot sex. I
walked into the labyrinth. It was very dark and I could hear other hot
studs getting their hot asses fucked. I was really horny. I walked around
the labyrinth for an hour looking at other guys fucking. I was wearing a
black leather jockstrap and my mask. My 9" cock was hard as hell when I
found the two studs in the slingroom. One was about 5'10" tall and really
muscular, he had a little tattoo on his shoulder. It was the navy bulldog,
so he was marine. That turned me on. The other guy was about the same
height and less bulky, but his 10" cock was pointing straight at me and I
couldn't stop myself. I walked over, grabbed his hard meat and fell to my
knees. I openned my mouth and took the head into my hungry mouth. I
started sucking his hard shaft and he moaned. The marine undid his jeans.
His cock wasn't hard but that problem was cured with a few strokes of my
mouth. I sucked both men and they willingly fucked my hungry mouth. The
moaning and groaning of these two studs was turning my brain to mush. They
both came in my mouth. Thick hot come ran down my thoat. Their salty
juice was just what I needed. My cock was drooling now. The marine lifted
me and placed me on the sling hanging in the middle of the room. He pulled
a bottle from his jeans. Openned it and held it under my nose. The
chlorinated aroma rose from the bottle and entered my body. Suddenly my
brain was ripped from me and I was sailing through a universe of color and
sensation. It was like a fast moving dream. Unclear. Fuzzy. Hot.
Humid. I could smell the aroma of their manlyness. The smaller guy moved.
His cock was pushing its way into my mouth. I could taste his come. I
openned my mouth more than ever. I could his 10 incher to the root. His
hips moving harder into me. I loved it. He fucked mercilessly. My throat
was being ripped to shreds. The chlorin entered my system again and then
the head of the marines cock was forcing its way into my hot ass. I was
being fucked by to guys and I wanted more. They rammed my holes harder. I
moaned harder. They fucked harder. I came. They shot their load. I was
lost in a universe of color and sensation. The cholrin forced its way into
me again and I was shot deeper into a world of hot horny ecstasy. My eyes
rolled around in my head. He walked in. All muscle. Deep tan. Strong
chin. Huge cock. A little devil. "Fuck me!" was all I could say. He
walked over and placed the head of his cock up against my open ass. His
cock was huge. I ripped. He fucked. The devil danced. The chlorin
pushed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. They fucked my
mouth. He fucked my hungry hole. The devil danced. The chlorin pushed.
I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He filled me with four
shots. They filled my mouth.. The chlorin pushed. I was lost in a
universe of color and sensation. I came. He ripped my jockstrap. They
licked my cock clean. He dissappeared. I was lost in a universe of color
and sensation. That night I lost my leather jockstrap to the little devil
and I came to know what amyl nitrite, or poppers as they called it, was.
The next couple of days after that I was lost in the sensation from that
night. It took four days before my ass was whole again. I wanted that man
again. I wanted his cock. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to suck the
juice from him and see him smile. I wanted him. All I knew was that he
was huge. Lots of muscle and a humongous cock. And the little devil
holding a trident. Who was he?. Over a period of three months I spents
alot of money going to the "Shadow" looking for the little devil. I
couldn't find him. I got alot of sex during that time.
Uncle Jake came back from Africa and dad said that he had to leave for the
weekend on a overnight manoeuvre. Uncle Jake suggested we have a mans
night. He had been away for months now and I loved him, so I said yes even
though it was mask night at the "Shadow". I came home from my mechanics
job in town. I took a shower and then uncle Jake came home from the base.
We ordered some fancy steaks from the local "Chicago Grill" and openned a
bottle of wine. We ate our meal and drank alot of wine. Before midnight
we had drunk four bottles of wine and we were working our way through the
beer. We were very drunk when uncle Jake said that he wanted to take a
swim. We walked out into the poolhouse. I started walking over to the
bench were my swimming trunk hung. Uncle Jake started stripping. He threw
his shirt to the ground. Walked over to the bench and sat down. Took his
shoes off. I sat next to him and took my shoes and socks off. He took his
socks off. He stood up and faced me. He had a very hairy musclular torso.
His chest was monstrous. He had a gorgeous body for a 34 year old. He was
only a year younger then my dad. My dad was very young when he had me. I
took my shirt off. "You turned into a very big boy" uncle Jake said
looking down at me. He was right. The training with the marines had given
me a very big musclular body at a very young age. My chest hairs had
appeared only the year before. Uncle Jake unbuttonned his jeans and slid
them to the floor. He was wearing standard army shorts. He had very well
defined legs from all the running the seals do. He walked over the pool
edge, slid he shorts to the ground and jumped into the pool. I was
shocked. I undid my jeans and was going to grab my trunks when uncle Jake
said "forget the trunk. It's better this way." and dived under again. I
walked over to the pool edge and pulled my jockeys down. My cock was half
hard so I jumped in before uncle Jake saw me. When I came up for air uncle
Jake was swimming ful speed towards me. He grabbed my feet and pulled me
under. We wrestled and played in the water for half an hour. I forgot all
about my hardenning cock and it fell back to its normal size. Uncle Jake
went to the pool edge and walked up the ladder. He went straight to the
sauna. I never got the chance to see his cock. I followed him into the
sauna. He grabbed a towel before walking in. I grabbed a towel before
walking in. There was two small benches and uncle Jake put the towel
around his waist and sat on the top bench. "Go get us some cold beers" I
walked out and into the kitchen. Got four beers and walked back to the
sauna. I sat on the lower bench. Uncle Jake was laying back. I gave him
the beer and we talked. As we talked he sometimes fondled his crutch.
After a while his towel was opening up. I could see the tip of his cock
head and his low hanging balls. My cock hardened. We kept talking. "Get
the six pack will you" he said and I walked out of the sauna without him
seeing my semi hard cock. When I got back my cock was back to normal. We
drank some more. We talked. After sometime his towel fell open. I could
see his cock, balls and a little devil holding a trident tattoed next to
his crotch, could it really be him. My cock hardened. He didn't notice my
hard cock. As we talked I leaned my head half way up his inner thigh. He
didn't move. We talked. He cock was swelling. I was hypnotised. I moved
my head closer. The little devil was daring me. I swolled his cock. He
moaned. It swelled. I sucked. He moaned. He grabbed my head. I sucked.
He fucked. The devil danced. I sucked. His cock was about 10 inches. And
very thick. He had a big round mushroom head. He drooled. I sucked. He
fucked. The devil danced. I grabbed my cock. He fucked my face. I came.
He deposited three thick loads. I stood up and we kissed. He lifted me
and took me into his bed. He throw me on the bed and started sucking my
ass. His tongue played me. My cock swelled. He finger fucked me. My
cock was hard. He forced his monstrous cock into me. I openned. I took.
He groaned. I loved him. I moaned. He fucked me. I groaned. He moaned.
I came. He roared. He came. We sleep.
Next morning I woke in his arms. His heart was beating in my ear. I felt
his cock. It swelled. I lower myself. I placed his gorgous cock head in
my mouth. He moaned. I sucked. He groaned. I sucked. He filled my
mouth with his cum. He woke. He lower himself. He sucked my cock. I
moaned. I came in his mouth. We kissed. We held. We got hard. He
spread his legs. I forced my way in. He moaned. I fucked his hot ass.
He came. I came. We showered.
Dad was home that evening. And I didn't have a chance to fuck uncle
Jake again that weekend. I had taken a picture of his little devil before
he got dressed after our midday fuck.
Uncle Jake was called back to base a couple of days after our pool night.
When the night of the mask was on I decided to go. Uncle Jake was
somewhere in Africa. I walked around for a couple of hours only wearing
the mask. My huge cock swelling and faling back to normal size threw out
the night in the labyrinth. That's when the huge musclular guy walked into
me. I looked up. It was that strong chin again. I looked down. He was
huge. The little devil peeked his head over the jeans. This can't be. He
grabbed my cock. It swelled. I dropped to my knees. I slowly openned his
jeans. The devil jumped at me. His cock showed itself. He must have been
10 inches and very thick. I tried take his cock. It was to big. He
forced. I couldn't. He openned a bottle of poppers and I sniffed. Within
seconds I was impaling myself on his meat. I sucked. He fucked. The devil
danced. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. I took it to the
root. He groaned. I moaned. He fucked harder. The devil danced. I
sniffed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He moaned. I
groaned. I grabbed my cock. I jerked. He groaned. I moaned. He
fucked. The devil danced. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation.
He roared. I came. He shot four hot, thick loads in me. He pulled out.
I lay down. He forced his manness into me. I roared. He moaned. I
sniffed. I was lost in a universe of color and sensation. He thrust. I
moaned. He groaned. The devil danced. I sniffed. I was lost in a
universe of color and sensation. I groaned. He moaned. I came. He came.
It burned. He roared. I moaned. He kissed. Our tongues played. I loved
him. He stood up. He put his hand into his jeans. He gave me a note. He
dissappeared. I read the note.
"Meet me at the blind date on freday at nine o'clock. I'm the devil, you
are mine.
Devil"
If that wasn't uncle Jake, who was he. I wanted him. I could clearly feel
the difference. This devil was bigger. He came more. His groan was
deeper. His moan sweeter. I wanted him and uncle Jake. I loved two men.
I had the picture of the little devil with the trident and so I decided to
get a tattoo. The tattoo artist spent most of an hour to draw the little
fellow to the right size. I was going to get on my arm. My left arm. He
tattooed the little guy on me and patched me up afterwards. The rest of
the week I cleaned and took care of the little devil. My dad didn't even
know I had a tattoo. I would tell him later.
Freday came and I was anxious to find out who the little devil really was.
The "Blind Date" was a restaurant/club where one could meet blind dates. I
walked in and looked on the board on the wall. On table 27 I founds a note
with the words. "Devil from the shadows." I asked a waiter where table 27
was. The tables were set into booths. Saw as I approached his table. All
I could see was his air. The closer I got the more I saw. He was very
broad shouldered. I sat down and looked up. "Dad!"was all I could say.
He looked at me and reached his hand out. He gave me my broken leather
jockstrap. "I like the tattoo you got." was all he could say. I was
wearing a vest so he would see the little devil. We order a beer each.
After drinking some of the beer we talked. I told him about uncle Jake and
he told me about the litlle devil. He said that he got it tattoooed on
after he and uncle Jake got drunk and wanted something that would bond them
for ever. Now we were all bonded.
I walked into the room. It was dark and uncle Jake was sleeping naked on
the bed. He was lying in his back. His musclular torso was stretched.
Showing his muscles clearly. The hairs from his chest drove my eyes down
from his pectoral and down the center line of his wash board stomach. The
little devil laying next to his pubic hair. His cock wasn't swollen and I
could see the beauty in man. It was 6 inches long even when he wasn't
hard. His goose eeg sized balls looked like they could use a good
emptying. I forced my eyes to move down his well cut legs. His body was a
personification of the god adonis. I stripped. My body would one day be a
copy of this man. My cock was hard as granite. My skin was hard as
marble. My tan was deep like the sands of a desert. I moved closer. I
crawled up his inner thigh. He sighed. I whispered his name. I ran my
tongue up to his balls. He moaned. I licked his balls. He woke. I
grabbed his swelling cock. He groaned. I licked the tip of the head. He
whispered my name. I sucked his cock. He moaned. I lifted his legs. He
complied. I rimmed his ass. He turned around. I sucked the fragrance of
his manness. He moaned. I sucked harder. He lift his ass. His balls
hung low. His cock pointing into the bed. I licked his balls. He drooled
on to the bed. I licked the tip of the head. He moaned. I savoured his
taste. I moaned. I rimmed him. He groaned. My dad walked in. I moaned.
He placed his cock head against uncle jakes asshole. He pierced his way
in. He roared. Dad moaned. I crawled infront of uncle jake. He looked
around. Dad kissed. Jake groaned. I place my cock head in his mouth. He
sucked. I fucked. Dad fucked. The devils danced. He moaned. I moaned.
Dad moaned. I fucked. Dad fucked. He moaned. Dad groaned. He came. I
came. Dad came. The devils danced. I was lost in a universe of color and
sensation. I loved two men.