Date: Tue, 23 Sep 2008 10:58:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Story Teller <story.teller99@yahoo.com> Subject: My Boy Cody, Chapter 11 I'd like to have this added to the story already approved and on line under the gay male incest section of Nifty. Thanks! To my readers, My apologies for the lag in getting this chapter of Cody's story out to you. I've actually had to do real work for a while, since publishing here is a pleasure not a wage-earner for me. That said, the next chapter will be out soon, I've already got the germ of it started in fact as I post this to you. Please feel free to write with any comments you have. I appreciate all those who have read and written, questions, comments, "why are you taking so long"s and all. Please do not use this fictional account as an excuse for behavior that may be illegal. It is intended as a diversion, hopefully a plesant one, and should be read as such. Thanks, Story.teller99@yahoo.com My Boy Cody, Chapter 11: The Bigger they Come the Harder They Fall This weekend was so cool! After Sam and his dad came over Friday night and tag-fucked me I kind of lost track of what was going on, really. I know they both fucked me, I know that dad and Chet and Beef all fucked me again too. I think I went to bed about six in the morning, feeling amazingly fucked out and happy, my ass oozing the loads the men had pumped into me. I woke up alone at about 4 in the afternoon. I could hear the lawn mower going and wandered out into the kitchen. I got a glass of milk and leaned against the sink watching my dad push the mower around the back yard. My dad is one of the sexiest men alive, a tattooed Marine, six foot four of solid muscle and nine inches of deep-seeding cock that he knows what to do with. Add to that the fact that he loves me and takes care of me better than any dad ever could and the fact that he's drop-dead handsome and the fact that he has the most wonderful hazel eyes... I could go on. I heard the front door open and the distinctive sound that Beef's prosthetic foot gives his walk. I turned around and grinned up at the big man. Even taller than my dad, Beef is a huge Marine buddy of his that was wounded in Iraq. His face is scared and his right leg is missing below his knee but he's one of the most beautiful people I know. He's kind, even when he's pumpin' my ass with his monster cock, and sweet and has the most beautiful eyes and a huge grin that would melt your heart. After he came home his wife left him, she couldn't deal with his injuries. He came to live with us not long after that. I love Beef almost as much as I love my dad. "Hey there, Sport," he said, leaning on the kitchen door frame and giving me his biggest smile. He was wearing a pair of onionskin workout shorts and a tank top that strained across his big hairy pecs. I could see the outline of his fat cock in the shorts as it pressed against the fabric. Beef reached up with his right hand and started absentmindedly scratching the back of his neck. This little move caused both his pectoral and biceps muscles to bulge out and I could see the drops of sweat in the matted hair of his pit. Beef has always been quiet in my experience, a kind of confident quiet that being linebacker-big can give a guy. Its always been a very comforting quiet, but I could tell he had something on his mind. "Have a good workout?" I asked. My eyes were torn between his sexy open armpit and the mammoth trunk in his shorts. He could tell. "Was good. Gets easier on the new leg every time, I'm getting used to it. Feel better in the house without the cane anyway, but not a hundred percent yet. I'll keep the cane when I go out. Therapist says I'm doing well." I grinned back at him, looking into his eyes. "Good," I said. Beef dropped his arm and looked at me. He started to say something, stopped, shifted from the left side of the door to the right, started and stopped again and just looked at me. It was cute, really, seeing the big guy all fidgety. "What's up?" I asked.. I figured he needed an invitation to say whatever was on his mind. "Well, I was wondering, see, its just the fire department is having their carnival this weekend. I thought you might want to go. Just you and me, maybe?" "You mean you want to take me on a date, Beef?" I asked coyly. I crossed the room and put my hand on his chest. His heart was thumping a mile a minute. The look in his eyes almost broke my heart. "Yes," he said softly. He looked me directly in the eyes and I slid my hand up his chest and around his neck, pulling myself into him and nuzzling his solid muscular torso. "I would love that, Beef," I said into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and stood there holding me tightly. I could feel his cock stirring against my belly. He kissed the top of my head. "Thank you," he murmured. He squeezed me tighter for a second and then pushed himself off the doorframe, pushing me back to arms-length. "I should go shower," he said. "No!" I said then blushed. "I like the way you smell right now. I want to suck your cock." I grinned at him with my best wicked leer. Beef chuckled. "Don't you ever get enough, Cody?" he asked, knowing the answer. "No," I said firmly, grabbing the swinging meat in his shorts. He moaned deep in his throat. "Ya know, baby-boy, if you suck it I'm gonna want to fuck you." "I'm counting on it," I said grinning at him and stroking his now raging ten-plus inches of throbbing cock. I slid Beef's shorts down and pulled his fat cock out of his jock, slipping the pouch up underneath of his gigantic balls and fell to me knees. I licked the broad blunt head of his cock and tasted the piss and sweat on it, the smell of his crotch was intense and almost overpowering. None of my men wear deodorant because they know how much I love smelling them. The lawnmower droned on in the back yard as I started to suck the head of the fat cock into my mouth. The wide head stretching Beef's piss slit open as it oozed sweet tasting pre-cum onto my tongue. Thick fingers twisted into my hair as he got into the blowjob and started pressing his meat deeper into my throat. Pretty soon I was shifting my position so I could accommodate more of his cock, getting closer and closer to the musky tangle of hair in his crotch, opening my throat to get him as deep in me as I could. "Oh baby, you sure do know how to treat a man's cock," Beef moaned. I would have grinned if I could. "I want ass now!" he announced. He pulled me to my feet and spun me around. I'm not sure how we ended up back on the other side of the kitchen but before I knew it Beef was on his knees behind me and I was bent forward over the sink watching my dad mowing the grass with the big man's thick fleshy tongue buried in my asshole. His thick, calloused fingers pried open my bubbly cheeks and his stubble scraped the tender flesh inside the crease. "Oh my God!" I growled, "If I know how to treat a cock you know how to treat a pussy!" Beef chuckled into my open slot and jammed his tongue deeper into me. I could feel his teeth gently scraping the open lips of my boy hole. Dad made another pass across the window, I could see the sweat glittering on his broad, tanned shoulders and high-lighting the tattoos on his arms. Beef grabbed my hips and pulled me back into his face, chewing on my hole and sending my boy-dick slapping into my belly. The big man pulled himself to his mismatched feet and lined the plum sized head of his meat stick up with my open, juicy hole. He pushed me up onto the edge of the sink so my knees were spread wide and my hole stretched open at the edge of the counter and I had to hold onto the window ledge to balance myself. I arched my back as Beef's battering ram notched into my hole and he slid his hands up my tummy to my throbbing pierced nipples. He twisted both nips toward each other as he pushed forward into my hole, sliding easily into my well-used pussy and coming to rest with his thick pubes against my wide-spread ass, groaning as he slipped into me. I pressed back over the edge of the sink as best I could to meet him. "You know, baby-boy, no woman has ever taken the whole thing in one slide before," he breathed into my ear, pulling me back against his chest and nipping the lobe with his teeth. I reached behind my head and dug my fingers into his scalp as his fat fingers continued to maul my taught tits. "No woman has ever loved you like I do," I murmured back and he slid his right hand up my chest, gripped my jaw and twisted my head around to plant a sloppy kiss on my mouth. Beef set up a slow, long-dick rhythm as he pumped my hole, his bull-nuts slapping on my open ass as he bottomed out time and again. He quickly increased his pace, continuing to kiss me deep as he cranked on my nipples with his left hand and held my head curled back over my right shoulder to maintain access to my mouth. He pushed me forward over the sink again, grabbing my waste and pounding hard as he neared his orgasm, his balls pulling up against the base of his monster shaft so they stopped slapping my ass as the load started to brew in them. The calluses on his fingers dug deep into the tattooed flesh on my hips as a deep growl gurgled up from Beef's throat. His breath came in ragged gasps as he pummeled my guts. Dad was finishing the yard across the back fence as Beef began to unload his thick goo into my hole. He grunted over and over as I felt the fat shaft throb eight , nine, ten times in my clutching, thirsty boy-hole. As he planted the last blast deep inside me Beef leaned backward, his prosthetic leg didn't respond as he thought it would and we tumbled backwards onto the floor with a loud crash, dishes in the sink rattled loudly and the whole house shook as six and a half feet and 250 pounds of Marine hit the floor on his ass, prong still buried in me, my 140 pounds grinding with the force of the fall into Beef's pubic bone. He let out a completely different kind of grunt as the air was forced from his lungs, his hands gripped me harder to him as what had to be intense pain ripped through his groin from my weight landing on his nuts. We both flopped backward, air rushing out of my lungs as my shoulder blades came into contact with Beef's diaphragm. Dad had just turned off the lawn mower when we fell, I heard him come pelting up the back steps and through the door into the dining room which connects to the kitchen over a bar-counter. "CODY?!?!" dad yelled as he tore into the house. "Cody, where are you?!" He came around the end of the counter into the kitchen proper and saw Beef, flat on his back with his knees bent, his prosthetic right leg held off the floor by the tension in his bulging quadriceps, his left foot planted firmly on the floor and his arms convulsively wrapped around my belly. I was laying across Beef`s chest and belly with his rapidly deflating cock still deep inside of me. Neither of us could breath enough to speak yet. "Cody, son, are you alright?" dad asked, his sweat-streaked face a mask of deepest concern. "Beef, man, you ok?" he said trying to piece together how we ended up where we were.. "Fell over," came the weak-breathed reply from Beef. I was amazed he could talk. "Help the boy," he wheezed. Dad grabbed my by the armpits and lifted me off of Beef's chest, pulling his cock out of my stretched sphincter with a soft plopping noise. He turned around and sat me on the counter, looking deep into my eyes and said "You ok, baby boy?" I nodded and pointed to Beef still laid out on the floor like a giant Marine carpet. Dad understood I was more worried about our friend than myself and turned back to him. Kneeling beside beef dad surveyed the lay of the land. The big man's jock and shorts were still tucked under his balls which looked bloated and swollen despite their recent emptying into my clutching hole, his dick was still as big around as my wrist but now laid over toward his left hip, a small glittering drop of his pearly jizz beaded up at the gaping piss slit. Dad put his hand on Beef's shoulder and the thick neck muscles bulged as he turned his head toward him. Beef grinned up at dad, "That hurt like a bastard," he said, "but goddamn if it wasn't worth it, Tony." The two men chuckled together. "You want to try standing back up?" dad asked. His back was to me, so I couldn't see the look on his face. "In a minute," said Beef. "I'm still waiting for my nuts to drop back where they came from." He laughed again. "Cody ok?" Beef asked. Dad turned and looked at me. I was sitting on the edge of the counter where he had sat me, still naked, my legs spread open. I nodded to him. "I'm fine," I said. He grinned at me and turned back to his buddy on the floor. "You must have shot a gallon of spunk up the boy's cunt, there, buddy," he said a laugh in his voice. "It's draining out onto the counter." I looked down between my legs and sure enough there was a pearly puddle of thick good oozing out from under me. I dipped my fingers in it and tasted the familiar and well-loved flavor of Beef's cum and my ass mixed together. Beef pulled himself to a sitting position and groaned. "Well, Tony, you should take advantage of a well-lubed pussy when it presents itself to you. Just `cause I fell outta the saddle doesn't mean you should climb on ." He laughed again. Dad stood up and turned back around to me and stepped forward, his broad hairy chest still glittering with his sweat and his sweat shorts tenting already with his nine inches of hard Marine meat. "Up to it, Sport?" he asked. "I never say `no' Daddy," I grinned at him and opened my legs and my arms to my father. He stepped forward, tucking his shorts under his nuts just as I had done to Beef and I wrapped my legs around his tightly muscled waste as the cock that made me slid into my boy hole once again. Dad's fuck was a rut: hard and fast, his thick muscled thighs slamming into the cabinets with each in-stroke. He planted deep, passionate kisses all over my mouth and face and neck. He curled his fingers into my hair and pulled my head back and bit my tits and took me like a wild animal, soon spewing his own viscose baby batter into the hole he made for breeding. When he was done he stepped back and I dropped off the counter to the floor at his feet and slurped the remnants of his cum and Beef's from his cock and balls and musky pubic hair. Dad petted my hair as I cleaned his crotch, he hadn't said a word since he had asked me to take his cock. "That was fucking beautiful, man," Beef said. He was leaning against the refrigerator on the other side of the kitchen and grinning. "Help me up, Tony? I left my cane by the door." Dad offered his buddy his hand and pulled him easily to his feet. "I'll have to watch the balance a little better next time we fuck standing up, baby," he said tipping me a wink. "I'm gonna go shower. You still up for our date?" he asked me. "Of course!" I said, surprised he even asked. "Good," he said and headed off up the hall to the giant gym-style shower dad had put in the bedroom downstairs. Maybe sometime I'll tell about the date with Beef and al of what happened, but we had a great time together, fucked twice more that night and I fell asleep with him holding me tight. Uncle Chet come over Sunday and he and dad joined Beef in pumping my ass some more. You would think that with all the fucking I get I'd get tired, but far from it. It's like the more cum I get in me the more I want. Dad made me go to bed early Sunday, he said I needed to be fresh for school Monday. I was almost mad, but he was just looking out for me. And, after all, there are plenty of cocks to ride at school too!