Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2010 13:48:06 -0700
From: Cooper Effron <literarydwarf@gmail.com>
Subject: My brother the coach part 2 [REVISED]

My brother the coach
by Cooper Effron

Chapter 2

Getting that gate hung was the last task of our project and I was very
thankful Chad wanted to take a break before we cleaned up.  He has the same
approach to work our father did; keep going as fast and hard as you can
until the job is done. While he trudged off toward the pool, I went to
enjoy a cold one from the cooler in the back of my truck.

Chad knew exactly what he was going to find when he got to the back.

"It's the scoutmaster problem all over again," he thought. The twins liked
to take "ownership" of many of the adult men in their lives, often at the
expense of the cleanliness of Chad's back yard.

Chad got to the back and found the twins side by side lying on the pool
side with their feet dangling in the water and their manhood s waving in
the breeze.  Chad was wearing only denim overalls and workboots. His short
cropped black hair glisten with sweat and his broad chest heaved with a
heavy sigh. The natural spray of hair down his sternum and across his
pectoral muscles accented every contour of his perfectly sculpted
physique. He raised his arms, locking his fingers behind his head.  The
diamond of dark pit hair dripped with the work of the day and chad stood
there considering his next move.

"God damn it you two little fucks!" Chad yelled.  "I can smell it from
here!"  The twins were startled by his tone and manner, but not by the
content of his castigation. They had heard it before and were secretly
hoping for some punishment from their father.

Chad had half the town swinging from his cock at one point or another and
from very young ages, the twins knew that to be sexualized by their father
in this town is to have power and respect. And the best way for them to be
sexualized by their father is to really piss him off. Somewhat ironically
the best way to do that was to piss ON something; usually someone.

Chad hated urine.  He thought it was a filthy substance and he REALLY hated
stepping in a cold pool of it as he went to do his morning mile long swim.

"I don't suppose you two little horsefuckers even considered using the
toilet" Chad gestured to the outdoor trough we installed last week on the
side of the house next to the pool.

"I thought that was so we could check out the packages of our friends when
they came over for a swim," Zach quipped.

"No, that's what the hidden cameras in the changing rooms are for you dumb
fuck," Chad thought to himself.

 "Clean it up," Chad growled in his controlled and irritated voice. The
twins got nervous.  If they didn't play this right they wouldn't be able to
get their dad to rape their boy holes and show them he really cares.

The boys immediately got up and began to clean up in the way they hoped
their father would appreciate.

Zach went for the blue-backed spill pads he stole from the chemistry
teacher's office when Mr. Chesney was worshiping Zach's cock when he wanted
to scold him for spilling chemicals during lab. Jonah snagged some tyvek
suits he got at the hardware store after a "consulting" session with
Mr. Boles and his clerk son.  They got a shop vac, hose, gloves, boots, and
respirators.  They put on the suits and acted like they were cleaning up
nuclear waste.

Chad, used to the antics of teenage boys, allowed for the nincompoopery as
long as they actually accomplished the task at hand.  A few minutes later
the boys were done and stood at attention. Sort of. They faced their father
and had cut holes into the white disposable coveralls so their ample
packages stood out fully erect like twin sundials. The 10.5 bulbous cock of
their father was plainly visible through the denim now dark with daddy
ooze.

I was done with my break just chugging a beer in the car and was wondering
what was taking my brother so long. I finished off my PBR and dutifully
recycled the can.  I decided to head to the pool through the rather ornate
garden my brother had on the side and just to the back of the house. I
stopped in my tracks when I heard my brother say:

"You two cock monkeys think you are such hot shit around here.  Let me tell
you something.  Your twig and berries wouldn't be noticed around this town
if hadn't plowed the way.  Both of your entire lives hang from my balls
like a scrotal fungus." The cocks of both twins bounced and they oozed
identical emissions of pre cum. They knew they were gonna get it and man
did they want it bad.

"Jesus Christ- that is what I mean. You accomplish one thing and trip on
your dicks to fuck it up again. Clean that shit off the deck this instant
and don't bother getting your child spunk on my tools- use your tongues"

When the twins turned and knelt down to lick up their leavings, I saw their
huge cocks sticking out of those ridiculous suits. I was instantly hard.  I
undid my shirt and opened my shorts, letting them slip to the ground.  I
yanked my fruit of the looms to my ankles and started to work my member.

Zach started to get up and Chad screamed at him "Who said you can stop?
You spend so much of your day on your knees with some sweaty workman up
your manhole and you can't handle two little minutes doing something
productive?  What about your idiot brother – you too much of a pussy for
two minutes work?"

"Aaah aaaah" Jonah said still licking the ground. "You better look at me
when I ask you something. And I expect a clear answer when I ask you a
question"

Jonah snapped to attention facing his father and said "No sir, I can handle
more than two minutes of doing something productive"

"Good" Chad smiled broadly.  "Jonah take that fucking thing off and come
over here and slather my balls with your tongue- I want them to smell like
scope by the time you are done" Chad released the suspenders of his
overalls and the denim fell to the ground. His he-hook was a sight to see.
It curved upward naturally, but the weight of it caused his member to dip
when he stood.  His balls were a testament to masculinity.  They hung low
and were full, ample supply orbs of the baby batter he sprayed all over
town. Chad from head to toe was a hot muscle daddy with enough fat to
prevent bulging veins.  Everything on him looked as though it was carved
out of marble.

"Oh and Zach?" Chad remarked.  Zach looked up hopeful and expectantly. "Go
get me a beer"

While Zach slumped off in defeat to fetch a beer for his father I got to
the point where I had edge it so I wouldn't shoot my seed all over the
flower bed.  My own balls were hot and sweaty and so moist, steam was
rising from them and encircling my hand. It was like jerking off back stage
at a Van Halen concert.

My brother Chad was about to hit a riff on his son's ass.  He very roughly
jammed his middle finger to the knuckle up Jonah's ass.  Jonah felt the
searing pain and sting from what felt like his most central nervous system.
He knew better than to let out a cry though and incur the further torment
by his father's hand.

Chad ripped his finger out of Jonah's ass and gave it a deep whiff.  It was
clear he had standards for his whore sons that he expected met at the drop
of his pants.  Chad had a mischievous look on his face.  He took the sodden
finger and held it gruffly under Jonah's nose.

"What do you smell?" Chad quizzed Jonah

"Jim?" Jonah fecklessly responded

"Why would I care about that- keep sniffin" Chad stoically retorted

"I just don't know sir, please tell me what you smell", Jonah said
remembering how to respond to his father without making him angry.

"Sausage.  You and your idiot brother had pizza last night after 10pm,
didn't you?" Chad sounded like every father who has ever been irritated by
his sons

"Yes sir we did" Jonah confidently said as if he was certain of his actions
and didn't care of his father's ridiculous rules.

Zach returned to his father with a can of Miller high life.  Chad took the
can and grimaced at his son.

"No wonder you have to fuck and suck your way into decent grades. I ask for
a beer and you bring me THIS?? Where the fuck did this even come from?
Don't tell me the liquor store guy is sucking your pump in exchange for the
cheapest beer on the planet." Chad complained

"No, it's the Art teacher, Mr. McGann" Jonah thought to himself, but
remained silent.

"No, dad- we found it in the bushes." Zach obviously lied

"The bushes" Chad dryly challenged

Mr. McGann was new to town and hadn't been indoctrinated to the way of the
town just yet and had certainly not yet met chad, so the twins were both
somewhat protective of their find.  The day would come when Chad claimed
the spunky art teacher for his own, but for now he was the sole property of
the naughty twins.

"I'm not going to tell you where I got the beer from sir," Zach intoned
"what's important is that you are unhappy with my choice, please let me
correct my mistake."

Chad wryly smiled and said "Son, secrets, defiance, choice, and second
chances all have their prices – none of which you have paid yet.  Let's
see if we can arrange for a down payment.  Come down here" Chad motioned to
Jonas wet and ripe boy hole "and let's see how your `champagne of beer' is
with a sausage aftertaste"

Zach squatted down behind his twin brother and began lapping at his hole.
Chad stood over his sons and began to slowly pour a thin stream of yellow
liquid down the arched spine of his hairless son, Jonah.

"If you spill a drop of this, I'm shoving the can up your ass so far you
will be sneezing tin foil." Chad threatened no one in particular.

Zach lapped vigorously at Jonah's rim, in the process cleaning any molecule
that wasn't spit or beer from his shitter. The beer fizzed and was tart to
taste. Jonah was rock hard and jerking off while Chad moved to his mouth
and ordered him to use his wanton pizza hole for more productive and
penetrating purposes.

I was in three states of ecstasy watching my brother and nephews abuse each
other with such intent and abandon.  My cock was red with heat and chaffing
but there wasn't a single thing in existence to get me to stop.

The beer ran out and Chad immediately let his sexual urge take charge. He
stood there with an empty beer can and a rock hard tan cock like a gorgeous
colossus

"Get the fuck away from there you filthy mongrel!" he screamed at Zach

He took is enormous 10.5 inch horse cock and rammed it into his my well
prepared nephew.  Again, Jonah felt the searing pain that his father's
ramrod caused in his bowels but said nothing for fear of it being taken out
and rammed back in even harder.

"Take that meat you worthless jock cunt" Chad growled at him.

 Chad then bent over, grabbed Jonah's middle with both arms and in one move
leaned back, spun him on his man muddler and stood up straight so Jonah was
bouncing on is crotch with only Chad's arms for further support.

I noticed Zach had been pleasuring his 9.5 alabaster dick while sitting on
the ground and seemed extremely close to shooting when his dad started in
on the acrobatics.  Truth be told all four of us were well past ready for a
rapacious release.  Jonah came first.  His legs stiffened and straightened
and he leaned back, impaled on his father's fuck stick.  He tensed every
muscle in his body and Chad winced at the vice grip now engaged on his
manhood. Jonah's cum flew above Chad's head, landing in Chad's close
cropped hair.  Zach, seeing his brother's spurt of spunk released his seed
all over the ground- over a large area on the ground.

Chad was next.  He grunted and growled and his knees shook as he grimaced
and turned out his torrent of torment in gushing release after gushing
release up Jonah's ass.  Jonah's bowels were brimming with his father's
spunk and warmed his insides to a very familiar delight.

"Make sure you treat all your brothers and sisters nice up there" Chad
cooed at Jonah.

Chad saw that Zach had erupted over the newly clean pool surface.

"Why you dumb cum guzzling thunder cunt! You made ANOTHER FUCKING MESS?!
Lick that shit up too and don't stop until the deck is clear!" Chad then
winked at Jonah. Jonah moved to stand over Zach's head as he dutifully
slurped up the slime. Zach released the treasure he had hidden in his
intestines for his brother to clean with is suck hole.

At that point, I could bear no more and painted the petunias with my pansy
paste.

"Do you think he saw?" Jonah asked his father, nodding in my direction.

"Boy, I hope so; I really need help with the baseball team.  You two did
great- Zach you missed a spot" Chad responded.


End of part 2

Part 3: The baseball team... comming soon.

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