Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 16:44:01 -0700
From: Barry Edmund <barry97_97@yahoo.com>
Subject: me-life-as-a-male-slut-10

My Life as a Male Slut Chapter 10 barry97_97@yahoo.com ..

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If only dad knew how often I got laid by those my jock buddies.  I could
feel the cum dripping down my leg from my cum filled ass.

Dad continued to yak.  "So I bring it up to him, and he just laughs...says
"Hell, Dad, I'm only 15...they won't let me in there!"  And I said "You
leave that to me.  I know old Joe real well, and I'm sure one of his best
customers, so I can handle that."  So reluctantly he agreed to tag along,
but he threw on a pair of old ripped jeans (that were too tight for him,
must have been some he was wearing when he was 13 or something) plus a
tight white T-shirt...said he didn't want to look over-dressed or out of
place. And off we went.

Dad turned and walked over to where I was standing.  "Joe said you can stay
but you have to sit over there."  Dad said pointing to the other side of
the bar toward the men's room.

"You Shawn, right?" Joe walking up to me and shaking my hand and smiled as
he looked me up and down. "Well, if I gotta have a teenager in here, I
guess I at least got one who looks like a man, not some little kid.  Hell,
you're built a lot like your old man, which ain't no bad deal...I guess."

I felt my face heating up again and answered.  "Thanks, sir.  You're well
built yourself."  I really meant it to.  Wow what a huge bulge he had in
his jeans I thought to myself and muscular as well.  Too bad he goes for
women.

Dad looked at Joe and must have seen him smiling at me.

I took a second look at Joe guessing up close he was probably ten years
older than dad and in great shape. Joe has big burly arms a solid six pack,
plus by the look of the huge bulge I guessed he had a big cock.  I guessed
he must have taken part in the gang-bangs dad told me about on the pool
table.

I was so nervous I drained my plastic cup full of beer quicker than I
thought.

Joe startled me when I heard him saying.  "Listen, Mike, there's Ron and a
couple of other regulars up there at the bar...why don't you go plop
yourself down on your usual stool and I'll get Shaun here some more
beer. What the hell, he's a growing boy, right?"  Joe chuckled as he looked
down at the obvious bulge in my jeans.  I didn't realized my cock was rock
hard until I looked down.  He then looked up.

I guess dad thought Joe was looking at my ripped jeans and not the bulge in
them. "I don't know why he threw on those old jeans, hell, way too tight on
him the way he's been shooting up lately."

Joe said. "Yeah, sure is shooting up...I mean, they do shoot up about this
age. Hey, let me grab some beer, like I said, and then since this is your
first time here, why don't I take you on a tour of the place, Shaun? I
mean, not much to see, but there's a little kitchen in the back and a
little room where I can get a nap if I need to, plus the cellar where I
keep extra beer and wine, you know?"

I looked up at Joe smiled and answered. "Thanks, sir, I'd enjoy that."  Joe
and dad headed back to the bar.

I heard dad say.  "Joe, that's damned nice of you.  You don't have to go to
that much trouble."

"Hell, no big deal at all.  You just sit down there with Ron and I'll pour
you a beer, grab another one for Shawn, and show the kid around the place.
Gotta line up my next generation of customers, right?" Joe chuckled. "Plus,
that's a great kid, I can just tell...something about him...he's really
special, I think I'll enjoy getting to know him better..."

I looked up at Joe as he turned around and faced me at the bar and said to
myself.  "I'd sure like to get know you better Joe not to mention your hot
body and that huge piece between your muscular legs.

"Well, thanks again, Joe. Hey, Ron, how the hell you hanging, buddy?" Dad
laughed.  Ron must have been one of dad's fellow construction workers, Ron,
sat down next to dad diverting his attention so he was facing the bar
instead of over at me.

"Great, Mike, great...horny as usual, no relief in sight," he joked, "but
basically great.  Hey, that your kid?"

"Yeah, Shaun, kid is kinda shy and bookworm type you know? So I thought he
needed to be exposed to some male atmosphere, would do him good."

"Yeah, why not?  Thanks for the beer.  Hey!" Ron laughed, "What's the
occasion?  You're handing them out two at a time?"

"Well, I know you'll drink 'em...plus I'm gonna take Mike's kid on a little
tour of the place, didn't know how long I'd be gone."  I heard Joe saying
to Ron loud enough for me to hear as they both looked back at me and they
exchanged smiles between them. Dad looked from Joe and Ron with a
questionable look.  I didn't know what he was thinking about the way Joe
and Ron smiling at each other.

Joe grabbed the plastic cup of beer and I saw dad turn around facing the
bar and shrug his large shoulders as Joe stood at the bar for a few more
minutes.

I heard Ron asking Dad.  "Shawn, right? I mean, that's your kid's name,
right? And do you spell it S-h-a-u-n, not S-e-a-n?"

"Yes it's S-h-a-u-n. How did you know?"  Dad asked. "You haven't met him
before, have you?  I know not many spell Shaun the way I chose to spell his
name."

"Oh, no...nah, I don't think so.  But, I don't know,it just kind of rang a
bell.  I've got a high school football player named Jimmy Little working
for me part time now on that job over on Carlson. Funny name for the kid,
"Little," 'cause there ain't nothing little about him.  He's a big hunk of
a kid.  But anyway, almost seems like he mentioned a Shaun one time.  Would
they be friends?"

"Yeah, I guess it's possible.  Tell the truth, there are usually a lot of
jocks who come home from school with Shawn about every day. They must study
together or play computer games in Shawn's room, I guess, 'cause they all
get out of there pretty fast once I get home from work. But Shawn never
tells me much...I didn't even know those dudes by name, just to say "hi"
when they file out of his room.  I mean, most of them seem like nice guys,
and you can tell they're all real jocks the way they're built. Though,
hell, Shawn is actually built like a brick shit house himself, for a guy, I
mean. But he's not into sports at all himself."

"Yeah...yeah, I noticed the kid is built well," Ron said in kind of a soft
voice, taking another swig of his beer. Then he turned to me and laughingly
said. "Noticed he has a typical Harris ass on him, a real bubble butt like
his old man, right?"

I saw dad's face turning red and then he started to laugh "Yeah, the Family
Butt! 'Cept his is smooth as a baby. not hairy like my big ol' ass!"

"Yeah...smooth, I heard." I barely heard Ron mutter and seemed to catch
himself. "I mean, I guessed it would be, his age and all.  Pretty young,
right?"

"Yes fifteen," Dad answered.

"Yeah, that would be about right. Jimmy Little is sixteen...the kid I was
talking about. Yeah, I'll have to check that out with Jimmy...see if it was
your Shaun he was talking about. I have a feeling it was," Ron smiled.

"I'm taking the plastic glass of beer of beer over to your son Mike.  Take
care of the bar while I'm gone Ron."  Joe said picking up the plastic glass
full of beer and heading around the corner toward where I was sitting.

I heard dad saying to saying as Joe walk toward me.  "Well, I hope he said
good things about Shawn,"

"Oh, yeah, Mike, real good things.  Sounded REAL good," Ron quickly
replied.

About that time a couple of big towering black guys walked in and plopped
down on stools next to Ron.  I noticed dad and Ron had both started on
their second beers by then, and one of the new men asked "Hey, where's Joe?
We need a beer, got our rig parked in back and we've been on the road too
damned long!"  Joe had to take care of something I don't know how long
he'll be.  Sit down and I'll get each of you a beer guys. Isn't that what
you want guys.  Some cold fresh beer."  Ron hollered.  "To tell you the
truth."  I heard dad say in a loud voice. "I have to take a wiz in the
worse way.  I'm heading for the men's room."  "Hay Mike your my special
guest from now on.  Use the washroom behind the bar."  Joe yelled.  "If you
say so Joe."  Dad yelled back and got off his stool heading behind the bar.
I stood up just as Joe approached me setting the plastic glass full of beer
on my table.  He pressed his large hand on my back pushing me toward a door
at the back of the bar. He opened the door and switched on the light and
heard the door closing behind him.  "Go ahead Shaun."  He said.  "I'm right
behind you."  I let Joe put the plastic cup of beer on the table before I
stood up and when I looked up the bar dad was coming back from the washroom
from behind the bar.  He sure must have had to go bad to be so fast.  I
thought to myself.  I made my way down the stairs until I reached the
bottom step and turned around.  Joe had already pulled his shirt out of his
pants, undid the buttons and had his shirt wide open.  I was found my face
looking directly at Joe's huge crotch.  Without giving it a second thought
I undid the top button of his bar pants, pulled down the zipper, grabbed
each side of his pants and tugged them down to his knees.  I saw his tight
white undershorts bulge before my face.  I looked up and saw the big grin
on his face as he nodded his head giving me permission to take the next
step.  I took a hold of the side of his tight white undershorts and tugged
them down joining his pants at his knees.  His thick eight inch cock sprang
out slapping my chin.  I grabbed a hold of his cock in my fist.  "Go ahead
Shaun I could tell the minute you walked in the bar with your dad you were
a cocksucker.  The only person you were fooling was your stupid old man."
Joe said sitting down on the step.  "You might as well pull my boots, pants
and underwear off first so I can spread my legs and you'll have easy access
to my throbbing cock Shaun."  I untied Joe's work books, pulled them off
one at at time, pulled his bar pants off as well as his tight white
undershorts tossing them over the stair railing.  Joe spread his muscular
legs wide apart and I moved between his muscular legs.  "Have at it faggot.
I always heard fags give the best head.  With all those football and
basketball jocks coming to your place after school you must be one great
cocksucker Shaun."  I looked at Joe nude from the waist down and his shirt
unbuttoned with his sweaty muscular hairy chest glistening with sweat. He
looked so hot and sexy.  Joe moaned as he pushed his hips up forcing his
huge cock head into my open mouth.  I could taste the drooling pre-cum
dripping from his cock head.  I took more and more of Joe's thick cock in
my mouth until it reached the beginning my throat then I pushed my head
forward allowing his cock head to enter my throat. I kicked off my sandals
at the same time.  "Fuck you are good.  Damn no bitch has taken my cock in
her throat, not even those sluts in the old days that the gang gang-banged
including your old man."  Joe ground out load. I just hoped the guys
upstairs didn't hear him.  I kept swallowing more of Joe's thick cock until
I felt his crotch hair pressing against my nose before I backed off until
only his cock head was in my mouth.  I immediately started to descend on
his thick cock once more until his entire cock was down my throat again.
"That's enough cocksucker.  I want to try that fucking bubble butt you were
showing off upstairs."  Joe moaned pushing me off his cock and picking me
up and tossing me over his broad shoulders grabbing his pants and leaving
his boots and socks.  Joe walked down the hall into a small bedroom.  He
tossed me on the bed like I was a rag doll.  "Take off those tight jeans
and T-shirt."  Joe yelled pulling off his shirt and dropping it on the
floor.  I began pulling my T-shirt over my head sitting on the bed. I guess
I wasn't moving fast enough because just as I tossed my T-shirt on the
floor Joe grabbed my feet and pulled me until I way laying flat on my
stomach on the bed.  I felt his hand grab the back of my tight jeans and
heard my jeans rip as he tugged them down ripping the ass out of my jeans
as he tugged them to my feet.  I lay on the bed with my bubble butt high in
the air.  I pushed on my arms so I could push my ass higher in the air.
"Fuck me Joe.  Ram that big cock in my hungry ass.  I've had my on your
huge bulge since I walked in the bar."  I moaned in lust.  "Don't worry
kid, that's exactly what I have in mind."  Joe groaned feeling his hand
slapping my left ass cheek hard then slapped my right ass cheek hard.
"Those are two great pair of ass cheeks boy."  "Never mind advising them
Stud.  Just ram that big thick cock in between them and fuck my hungry ass
hole.  I haven't felt a good cock since the jocks left and dad brought me
down here."  I moaned.  Joe spread my ass cheeks wide open and I felt his
huge cock head against my cum dripping ass hole.  Without saying a word he
let go of my ass cheeks letting them slap against his thick cock reaching
up with his large hands.  He grabbed my hips and rammed his cock into my
hungry ass hole. "Now that's what I call nice.  Dam my cock is swimming
with all that cum.  How many cocks have you had in their today slut."  Joe
asked.  "Around a dozen cocks all together stud but believe me my ass is
starving for more."  I moaned.  "When you get upstairs you have to arrange
with those studs to fuck me somehow Joe."  Joe pulled his thick cock head
out until only his huge cock head was in my ass before pushing all of it
into my ass again pushing out another gush of excess cum from the jocks
that had loaded my insides with their hot cum.  "Don't worry I'll find a
way for those guys to fuck you Shaun as long as I get another good hard
fuck out your ass before Mike takes you home.  I will make sure your dad
doesn't find out what a fucking slut you are Shaun."  Joe moaned pulling is
cock out of my ass and ramming it into me hard again over and over again.
"Keep fucking me Joey.  Your cock is so huge and wonderful.  Your so rough
and powerful Joe. Nothing like my dad."  I moaned.  "Dam your hot slut.
I'm ready to cum already."  Joe moaned but believe me I'll be back for more
later.  When we get upstairs you just follow my lead and let me take charge
what happens."  "Anything you say Joe.  Anything for a good hard gang-bang
stud."  I moaned as I felt Joe's cock expanding in my ass and knew he was
shooting a nice big load in my hot ass.  He pulled out and I felt another
load spray across my back before he pushed himself off me and stand up.  I
got to my knees, sat on the side of the bed before reaching over for my
torn jeans and pulled them on.  I might as well have been nude in the back.
The entire seat of my jeans were ripped out.  At least I could zip them up
and button the front.  Joe grabbed his shirt and pulled it on his sweating
back and arms the same time we walked out of his bedroom and down the hall.
He grabbed his pants, not bothering to put his undershorts on.  He pulled
his pants up only zipping them half way up and not bothering to zip them
up. He tucked his shirt in the front of his pants and I guess forgot to
tuck in the back of his shirt.  I followed Joe out of his bedroom, down the
hall, up the stairs, over to where I had been sitting and sat down.  I
turned and noticed Joe hadn't zipped his pants all the way up and his top
button was still undone. I just hoped dad wouldn't notice.  I knew dad was
the kind of guy that didn't pay attention to things so figured he wouldn't
even notice Joe's pants were unbuttoned and only half zipped up and his
T-shirt was over his broad shoulder.  I am sure the other studs would
notice though. I felt my bare ass cheeks squish as cum dripped from my nude
ass when I sat down tossing my sweaty T-shirt over the back of my chair.  I
the felt sweat dripping down my bare back and chest.  I took a big swig of
beer looked up as Joe walked up and behind the bar.  He then he started
talking in a loud voice.  "Hey, new customers!  Sorry, guys, I got...I
was...kind of tied up for a minute there. Uhhh, so...who needs what?"

I looked up and saw Ron and dad turn the same time sitting at the little
table next to to the washroom.  I notice Ron smile at Joe and say.  "No
sweat, Joe, everyone has been taken care of.  Well, beers have been handed
out, anyway, and we can all settle up with you now that you're...uhhh...not
busy any more."

I saw Joe smile while looking at Ron then back at me., not glancing at me
and say in the same loud voice.  "Oh, hell, beers so far are on me...I'm in
a good mood tonight!"

Ron smiled again and said "Oh, I bet you are. Yep.  Right?"

Joe nodded, and replied "Right." Then they exchanged a funny little smiles
with Ron.  Dad turned his head and I could tell he must have been thinking
it was weird the way Joe and Ron smiled at each other.

I heard loud foot steps behind me and turned around and saw one of the
black men that had walked up to the bar before Joe and I went to the
basement walking out of the John.

"Hi Shaun, my name is Tyrone.  Did you and Joe have a good time down
stairs."  The tall muscular black man asked looking up at the bar and
nodding his head toward Joe.

"You bet I did."  I answered rotating my cum covered ass cheeks around on
my chair and smiling.  "I wouldn't mind seeing what you have to offer if
you know what I mean." Looking directly at his growing bulge forgetting all
about my dad at the bar.

Tyrone took a step in front of me and turned so his back was away from the
bar and unbuttoned his tight jeans, zipper spreading the front of jeans
open and pulling pulling his thick half hard black eight inch cock between
from the flap of his boxers.  "How's it look?"  He asked.

"Not bad Tyrone.  Not bad at all."  I whispered reaching my hand out and
touching his skin covered cock head.  I looked up at the bar and saw dad
taking to Joe and Ron and licked my fingers tasting Tyrone salty musky
pre-cum.

"I'll be back later slut.  OH yes the other black guy I came in with is my
friend Willie."  Tyrone said tucking his uncut cock inside his boxers,
pulling his zipper up and buttoning his jeans again, stepped back beside my
chair and faced the bar.  I saw Joe, Ron, and Willie talking together and
then Joe shouted. "Oh, shit, I almost forgot to get Shawn some more beer.
I'm sure he needs another one."

"What the hell took you guys so long, by the way?" Dad suddenly asked Joe.

Joe looked directly at dad and even from where I was sitting swore he was
blushing and I heard him stammered. "Oh, that's a great boy you got there,
Mike.  Shawn is...he's very...well, he had a lot of questions about...about
everything.  Wanted to know how everything...works. So I, I, showed him a
lot of things."

Ron laughed out loud, and saw dad shoot him what looked like a questionable
look.

Then Joe shouted as if catching himself off guard.  "Oh, Willie here just
said something funny. Got me choked up, sorry."

I saw the side of Willie's blank and questionable look.  I felt sorry for
Joe that Willie hadn't coughs on that he was trying to cover his track and
his face turned an even darker shade of red as even more embarrassed than
before.  Thank fully at the same time his face grew a deeper red he bent
his head over the bar pouring another beer into a beer cup and handing it
to Ron.

I saw Tyrone walking approaching the bar at the same time.  "Hey, Joe, give
me that beer for ol' Mike's son, I gotta use the john myself and I'll drop
it off at his table on my way."

Tyrone turned and faced dad and ask.  "That's Mike's son?"

"Yeah...nice lookin' kid, ain't he?"  Ron answered and saw him scoot off
his bar stool with Shawn's beer in hand.

"Oh, yeah!  Yeah!"  Tyrone said looking at dad.  "Uh...yeah, bright boy,
had a good conversation with him, I just didn't know...uhh...well,
obviously quite a boy there, Mike."  Tyrone looked like he settled on his
stool and leaned in toward Willie and started whispering so low I was sure
dad couldn't even hear him.  I did see Willie's eyebrow shoot up and his
mouth fall open a little.

Ron had left the bar, walked down toward me and stopped at my table and
smiled at me.  Lets go to the washroom."  Ron nodded his head toward the
washroom behind me. "Joe told me you were a great cocksucker not to mention
a good lay."

Just as I stood up I heard Joe yell.  "Hell, Mike, you need another
beer. Haven't meant to ignore you, here...  Listen ALL your drinks...and
Shawn's of course...are on the house tonight.  Hell, you're one of my best
customers, Mike, plus, hell, this is a big night, introducing your son to
all of us, right?"

"Well, thanks, Joe. I'm surprised Shawn is fitting in so well, but...." I
heard dad answer.

I took a couple steps toward the washroom and heard Willie behind me shout.
"Go ahead and get me another Miller, Joe...I gotta take a piss."

"No problem, take your time."  Joe yelled.  "I know how slow you are taking
a leak Willie so I'll wait until you get back to the bar before I taking
your Millie out Willie."

I watched the six three muscular black handsome mid twenty wearing jeans
and T-shirt walking toward me with a big smile on his handsome face.  He
walked up to my table. "Lets get going.  According to Joe you're a great
cocksucker not to mention a great lay."  Willie leaned down and whispered.

"You don't have to ask me twice stud."  I look toward the bar and saw dad
talking to Joe in a low voice not paying any attention to me.  I moved my
hand from my beer and moved it up Willie's muscular leg until I was rubbing
the huge bulge between his muscular legs.  "Mmm.  This feels mighty nice
Willie."  I said standing up feeling Willie patting me on the back and
pushing me toward the washroom.

I pushed the washroom door open and stepped inside.  No sooner than I was
inside when Willie pulled off his T-shirt and grabbed the sides of jeans
and yanked them down my legs ripping them even more than they already were.
My cock was already hard in anticipation of wrapping my lips around his
cock.  I didn't have to wait long before pushed me to my knees.  "Yank my
work boots off boy."  Willie ordered holding up one of his legs leaning on
my shoulder.  I undid the laces and pulled his boot along with his sock.
He slammed his foot on the floor and put his other foot up allowing me to
undo it and yank it off along with his sock. I looked up to see he had
undone his jeans, pulled down his zipper and pushed them down to his knees.
I reached up and pulled his jeans to the floor allowing him to pull his
feet out one foot at a time.  I looked up at his thick nine inch dark
chocolate cock covered with skin stuck to his washboard stomach.  I stuck
my tongue out and began licking his low hanging sweaty balls.  Then took
one of them in my mouth spitting it out and then taking the other one in my
mouth.

"That's enough kid get to my cock."  Willie moaned looking down at me.  No
sooner than I had opened my mouth about to take Willie's emerging skin
covered cock head in my mouth the washroom door burst open and in walked
Ron pulling his T-shirt off the same time.  As soon as I saw Ron's muscular
chest come into view I managed to get on my hands and knees and push my ass
in the air letting Ron know I was preparing myself to receive his thick
cock in my ass.

"I was hoping the kid would be sucking your cock Willie because I've had my
eye on that bubble butt since Shaun walked in the bar."  Ron halliard
leaning against the wall undoing his work books pulling each on off one at
a time then his grey work socks.  He tugged his jeans down after undoing
his jeans, pulling the zipper down, pushing them down his muscular legs and
stepping out of them.

"That's the way cock sucker."  Willie moaned pushing his huge cock head in
my mouth pushing his hips forward ramming his cock into my mouth.  He
grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock to the entrance of my
throat.

I watched out of the corner of my eye at Ron walk behind me his thick nine
inch cock leading the way.  I felt his large hand slap my ass cheek as soon
as he was behind me.  "You really want my thick nine inch cock in that
pussy.  Don't you slut?"  Ron moaned.

My mouth was full of Willie's thick cock and I couldn't answer not that I
needed to answer with my ass hiked in the air like a bitch dog in heat.
Just then the washroom door swung open again.  "Hurry up and fuck that
slut's mouth and throat you have over a dozen horny men waiting to fuck
that bitch."  Tyrone hollered beginning to undress.

"What about the Mike, the kid's dad?"  Ron asked.  "He isn't going to be
coming back here and causing trouble is he?"

"No problem, Joe got Mike talking the good old days and all the gang-bangs
over the pool table.  You know what he's like once he get's started about
the old days.  He'll soon be talking about all the football games he
played.  He'll be yanking for hours."  Tyrone laughed and slapped Ron the
back.  Fuck that slut real good buddy boy.