Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2011 19:28:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: Raising Caines - Not The Way Things Used To Be
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Raising Caines
Chapter Two
Not The Way Things Used To Be
The Caine men have been fucking their boys for
generations. One of my cousins, the oldest son of the
oldest son of the oldest son of the first Caine to settle in
these parts has the old man's journal started back before
the civil war that tells how it all started but I don't know
all the details. I just know that we Caine men have been
producing only male offspring for generations and have been
fucking our boys since our Great-Great-Great- Great-Grand
Daddy started it. As far as I know it all stops when the
boys are grown; that is how it was until my youngest boy
changed the rules for himself. He's over thirty now and he
still wants me to breed him.
I remember the first time he came home from college; I
was expecting to hear all about the girls at school, just
like his two older brothers. Not David though, he comes
home to tell me he has a girlfriend AND a boyfriend. As if
that wasn't bad enough he told me right off he couldn't wait
to have some "Daddy Dick" after going so long without
getting any. From the very beginning I was against it, but
I couldn't resist that sweet hole and I gave him what he
wanted every chance we got while he was home. I still do.
All through college he fooled around with men and women
on campus. The first time he brought a girl home to meet
the family and told us they were engaged I thought maybe all
this foolishness would end. But then when we were alone on
that visit He was all over me, had my dick out sucking it
while he got his pants off and then begged me to fuck him.
While I was plugging away at his hole I asked him about his
new fianc‚; He said they had an open relationship and she
knew about "us". He told me she liked to be with him when
he sucked dick or got fucked, but she understood I might not
like it.
Since they've been married they have both had
boyfriends (he doesn't think I know about his boyfriends)
and she has had a couple of girlfriends too. I eventually
warmed up to the idea and have found that having her there
to see me breed my boy/her husband makes it that much
hotter. As far as I know she's the first Caine woman to
know about the Caine Family Customs. She's real good about
keeping it to herself; she's never let on to her mother-in-
law or any of the other Caine women, even though she's slept
with some of their husbands, including me and my two older
sons. We're not sure if David's two boys are really his,
but we are sure they are Caines.
All the way he's been changing the rules to suit
himself. When I found out he was sharing my grandsons with
other men outside the family I was sure he was asking for
trouble. After this weekend though, I'm feeling better
about it. That Pool Party Friday night got this old Grand
Pa going. All those sweet boys running around naked playing
grab ass and horsing around in the pool; there wasn't near
enough Daddy Dick to take care of them all so I had to help
out. I can't tell you how long it's been since I bred so
many tight holes, didn't know I still had it in me. And
little David Junior was the star of the party, he wasn't
satisfied until every one of the Daddy's had fucked and bred
him at least once. His Own Daddy bred him twice, he was
first and last to pump a load in the boy's hole.
When we got home I thought I was all fucked out, but
once we were in bed my boy sucked the life back into my cock
and I fucked him long and slow until I bred that hole so he
could go to sleep with a load of Daddy cum inside him. I
still don't get it; he can fuck like a rabbit for hours,
then throw his legs up in the air and beg for me to do the
same to him. I don't understand this Bi-Sexual stuff, but
it seems to work for him.
Then yesterday we started off at a soccer game. I'd
rather do most anything other than watch a bunch of kids run
around after a ball. College and pro sports I can enjoy.
Kids learning the game as they play; count me out. When we
got there though I saw that several of the boys and Dads
from the pool party were there. Watching the same little
boys I'd fucked the day before run around in their soccer
uniforms was a lot more interesting. Then we followed the
team's coach home and there were more surprises.
More sharing; another man, not a Caine, fucking David's
boys and David fucking the coach's boy. They had video of
the Coach's boy getting his cherry popped by his Daddy. I
was taking video of my boy and his boys fucking with the
coach and his boy. Then there was the double dicking; I've
heard of it before, but thought it was just a story. I
never thought anyone could actually take two dicks in their
hole at once, let alone a little guy like my grandson. But
he could and I did, first with the coach and later with my
boy's dick up in there with me.
Even after all that, once we were in bed, my boy
couldn't go to sleep until I bred him. Now we're waking up
with my dick still snug in his hole; it's practically glued
in with dried cum. Neither of us has said a word but I know
he's awake because he's massaging my dick with his hole. I
woke up to the sensation of his hole clenching around my
dick, then opening up as he pushed his ass back toward me.
He kept it up; alternately squeezing and pushing back until
my dick started to get hard and work its way deep into his
demanding hole.
When I was hard as rock I took over and started fucking
on my own. This was not going to be a leisurely fuck like
the night before, I needed to piss like a race horse so I
wanted to unload in my boy's hole quick and get to the
toilet. Once I got going I had him moaning like a two
dollar whore, begging for me to pound his ass and breed him.
That's just what I needed to hear to push me over the edge;
I slammed into him and started spraying his gut. He was
moaning and I was grunting and there was so much noise I
didn't hear his boys come in the room. I didn't know until
they were on the bed with us. The boy's were climbing all
over us as I pumped the last of my juice and within a minute
I was ready to run for the toilet to piss.
I was trying to get the boys to let me move to get out
of the bed, but they were giggling and playing and not
paying attention to anything I said. David asked what the
hurry was and I told him I had to piss. I felt him squeeze
my dick with his hole again as he rolled over on his stomach
pulling me with him and said, "Go ahead".
I didn't have any choice; I had to piss so bad that
even if I could have disentangled myself and headed for the
toilet, I probably wouldn't have made it. I relaxed and let
loose shuddering in relief as my bladder began to empty into
my son's gut. When I was almost drained David said, "Damn
Dad, you're really filling me up.feels good."
When I was through and I felt the last few drops of
piss drain from my dick into my boy's hole, I lay there on
top of him for a few moments enjoying the feel of my
softening dick bathed in my own hot piss in his gut. When I
rolled off him and lay on my back on the bed next to him
little David pounced on my dick, sucking it into his mouth
to clean my piss off of it.
When my boy got up of the bed and headed for the
bathroom he said everybody should get into the shower before
breakfast. The master bath had a huge shower with shower
heads everywhere: they were at different heights on three of
the walls and there were a few of those big ones in the
ceiling that make it seem like you're standing in the rain.
In the middle of the shower there was a mini waterfall over
a big drain. David turned on the rain shower heads and went
into the middle of the shower; he stood over the drain with
his feet spread wide and let my piss and cum run out of his
gut then turned on the waterfall.
The boys were playing in the rain as David went to one
of the shower shots mounted on the back wall and cleaned
himself out. Then he called the boys over to him and gave
them the same treatment. The rain showers and the waterfall
flushed everything down the drain and then the four of us
played like kids with all the shower heads going. No soap
or shampoo was to be found, David said he liked men to smell
like men and boys to smell like boys and that plenty of good
clean water was all that was needed to get off dirt and
grime.
After we were out of the shower, while we were drying
off David asked the boys what they wanted for breakfast.
The two little gourmets were adamant that they wanted
McDoogles. David and the boys headed towards the garage
without a stitch on and I asked if anybody was going to
bother getting dressed. David said we needn't bother so I
followed them. We all hopped in the van and headed for the
drive through. When David was ordering I thought that as
high up as we were, he didn't have anything to worry about
but the kid at the drive through window would certainly
notice I had nothing on; and what about the boys naked in
the back seat? When we pulled up to the window to get our
order I was relieved to see that the boy in the window was
my oldest Grandson. I should have known; you can't go much
of anywhere in this town without finding a Caine. Hell,
even if we got pulled over by a squad the officer was more
than likely to be a cousin or one of my nephews. Danny said
hello and David asked if he was going to be off work in time
to join the rest of the family in the afternoon. Danny said
he was working breakfast shift and wouldn't miss the
afternoon fun.
David handed one of the sacks back to the boys and they
tore into it while I looked inside the second bag to see
what David had ordered for the two of us; a couple of
biscuits with sausage egg and cheese. David saw the look on
my face and promised me he'd make some good coffee once we
got home and see if he could rustle up some real hash
browns. By the time we were back home and parked in the
garage the boys had finished their breakfast burritos and
piled out of the car to head for the back yard and the pool.
David and I went inside to sit down and have a more
leisurely breakfast.
My middle son was the first to arrive; he was announced
by his three boys running through the house to join their
cousins in the pool out back. Derrick followed behind them,
picking up the clothes they were discarding along the way
through the house.
Before the house fills up with my boys and their boy's
I need to explain another Caine tradition. The first Caine
in these parts, David Caine, had six sons. His oldest boy
was named David and the other five all had first names that
started with the letter "D". Their names were: Daniel,
Derrick, Douglass, Donald and Dennis. Each of them named
their first born after themselves and the rest of their boys
after their brothers. For the most part the generations to
follow have kept up with the tradition; the first born is
always named for his Daddy and the rest get names from the
original set of Caine Brothers. As you may imagine, after
several Generations with only six first names being used
over and over things can get confusing when a large group of
Caines get together. In the case of my sons and grandsons,
by the time we were all gathered at David's house, there
were Four Daniel Caines: My self, my oldest boy, his oldest
boy, David's youngest and my son Derrick's middle boy. It
gets confusing, I know.
Derrick joined David and I in the kitchen, got himself
a cup of coffee and settled in for a chat. My oldest
arrived about half an hour later with his two youngest who
said hi as they ran by headed for the pool. Dan said that
Danny was still at work but would be along soon. David
suggested that we all join the boy's outside and we headed
out with our coffee mugs; David had just made a fresh pot of
coffee so he grabbed the full carafe and brought it out too.
It always did my heart proud to see all of my
grandson's together. There were eight of them, including
Danny who was still serving McDoogle's excuse for breakfast.
They ranged in age from 8 to 17 at that time and seeing them
all playing in and around the pool bare assed made more than
just my heart swell. As Dan and Derrick were stripping down
Derrick said something about the state of my cock and asked
me why the hell there wasn't a boy taking care of it for me.
Ten year old David took that as his queue to leave the play
at the pool and come to kneel in front of me and swallow my
cock into his throat; he didn't stop until his chin was
pressed against my balls and his nose was buried in my
pubes.
That got the ball rolling and before long all of my
sons had one of their nephews chowing down on their cock.
Of course David wasn't going to settle for just sucking, he
got my cock good and slick wit his spit then climbed in my
lap and sat on it. After riding for a good long while,
David convinced his Daddy that he needed more dick in him.
My boy stepped up behind his oldest and pushed his cock into
the boy on top of mine. Once again I was amazed at how much
the boy could take stuffed into his Ten year old hole.
With the boy sitting on top of me and his Daddy fucking
him along with me from behind I couldn't do much of anything
but sit there and enjoy it. It wasn't long before the hole
riding my cock was sprayed with a load of his Daddy's cum.
After David had breed the boy he pulled out and stepped
aside so his brother Derrick could join me inside the boy's
hole. Derrick sank in and started fucking furiously right
off, I was sure he was going to nutt real quick, but he
surprised me. Derrick kept up his rapid fire fucking for
what seemed like half an hour before he unloaded in the boy
all over my cock then sank to the patio in a heap panting
and sweating like he was ready to pass out.
My oldest, Dan, stepped over his brother and stepped up
between my legs. When Dan's cock slid in on top of mine
there was no resistance. The boy was stretched open and
flooded with cum. Dan was fucking into that loose sloppy
hole enjoying every minute of it when his boy Danny finally
arrived. Danny shucked his McDoogle's uniform and walked
up to stand beside my chair with his hard cock in hand.
Little David turned his head towards Danny, leaned over and
opened his mouth wide to let Danny push his cock in and
start fucking the boy's face.
Something set Dan off right about then and with no
warning his cock started spraying yet another load of cum up
into the boy's hole. As soon as he was through Dan stepped
back and moved his boy Danny in between my legs. Danny
didn't waste any time before sinking his teenage cock into
his cousin's hole on top of my cock and into his Daddy's and
his Uncles' cum. Like most seventeen year old boys he
couldn't hold back and after pumping in and out of David
just a few times Danny was sluicing inside him.
Also like most seventeen year olds, Danny's cock stayed
hard as brick and he kept pumping, sliding his cock up and
down on the underside of mine. It was like being jerked off
by one of my grandsons inside another's hole. With Danny
staring into my eyes while he rubbed my cock with his I
finally let loose and added my cum to the flood of Caine
scum inside and running out of David's hole. When I started
spraying Danny let loose with his second lode in less than
ten minutes (Oh to be seventeen again).
When Danny pulled out, two of my grandsons were down on
their knees together in an instant, licking and sucking the
scum from my balls and David's hole. When my softening cock
slipped out one of them engulfed it in his mouth while the
other went straight to David's hole to suck up the scum
still flowing out of it.
The rest of the afternoon is a bit of a blur to me. I
was all fucked from the weekend and sat back in a lounge
chair to watch my boys play. It seemed that all of my
grandsons got fucked at least once except Danny; he was
strictly top any more. A shame really; being my oldest
Grandson his was the first hole of his generation I'd had
the pleasure of sinking into and I always loved that hole.
I got to see a demonstration of just how hungry little
David's hole could be. After being double fucked for over
an hour by me, his Daddy, his uncles and his cousin he
wanted more. I watched as first Danny fisted him and then
his Daddy. It's hard to tell with a ten year old, after the
first time they cum not much shoot's out; but I'd swear that
boy had multiple orgasms while his cousin and then his Daddy
had their hands inside him working his hole.
I found myself comparing little David to his Daddy and
his uncles when they were boys. None of them, not even his
Daddy had such a hungry hole. I looked at my boy David, the
"Bi-Sexual" in an "open" marriage and thought, Things sure
have changed, and they will change some more. That little
boy with the fist in his hole isn't Bi-Sexual; he's never
going to have any use for girls or women. Great-Great-Great-
Great-Grandpa David never imagined any thing like this.
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That's it for now, sorry it's so short. I was planning
on giving you all some background on the first David Caine
and how the tradition of Caine Daddys fucking their boys got
started, but I'd rather work on the next installment of
Blended Family ties and I've gotten a new idea from another
reader I'd like to explore. Look for another episode of
Blended Family ties soon and then there will be a short
story titled `Pajama Games'.
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