Date: Sun, 28 Feb 2016 18:04:31 -0800
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: SPRING BREAKER II

Spring Breaker II
by Jon Hold
Copyright © 2015
jonhold@earthlink.net


I woke up at first light that morning. Thor was still asleep on my back,
his swollen, abused cock lodged firmly in my ass. I pulled at it with my
butt muscles and felt it respond. Grinning to myself, horny as hell, I
experimented and soon had him snoring and fully erect. I was really getting
into fucking myself on his cock when I heard him right in my ear, "You
nasty little boy! I'll show you what happens when nasty little boy's like
you try to rape their big cousins!" Both of us laughing, Thor proceeded to
not only fuck me harder than he ever had before, but to break another
bedspring before he pumped another load of his hot cum up my ass.

When Thor finally pulled out of me I had to clutch my buttcheeks together
in both hands and run for the bathroom. It felt like my insides were
falling out. I got to the toilet just barely in time. Thor came sauntering
into the small bathroom next to the bedroom Dad and I had built for me up I
n the loft of our barn. Thor saw me sitting tenderly on the pot and
grinned. "It's not funny, Thor! I've got diarrhea really bad!" Thor sniffed
the air and then came over to where I was sitting. Pulling me forward he
looked down into the pot and laughed.

"Look at that, scardy cat! You don't have diarrhea!"

I carefully climbed off the seat and looked into the pot. Thor was
right. There wasn't any diarrhea in the pot. Instead, there were big clots
of Thor's cum floating in the pot. He'd filled my ass so full of his cum
that he'd filled me up! Thor and I stood there just staring at all the cum
that Thor had produced and that had come out of me. We were both seriously
impressed and I put my arm around Thor's waist and held on tightly for
security. Thor put his arm around my shoulder and sighed, "Wow. I really
pumped you full of cum, didn't I."

"Yeah, Thor. You shot even more than the Stallion does!"

Thor didn't think to ask me why I knew how much the stallion cums. His
chest did swell up though and he took great pride in being compared to
Dad's big-balled stallion.

"Come'on! You can let the rest of that drip out in the shower." Tugging
gently at my shoulder, Todd led me over to the stall shower and turned the
water on and adjusted it before helping me to enter. It seemed to take an
awfully long time for him to wash my butt that day. And I never asked him
to hurry up. I just barely heard the intercom buzzer and ran out of the
shower, dripping wet, totally naked, my stiff little pecker bouncing all
over the place and shining from Thor's spit.

Dad wanted to know why we weren't at breakfast. "Because we're showering,
Dad. It takes longer for two guys to shower."

"Yeah? Well, quit taking longer or I'm going to throw your breakfast to the
pigs!"

"You're mean, Daddy!"

"And you're going to go without breakfast if you don't get a move on!" he
laughed, clicking off the intercom from his end.

I ran back into the bathroom and told Thor he'd better get a move on or we
were going to miss breakfast. And Dad would throw it to the pigs too! He'd
done it to me once. Thor and I were both a little grumpy at breakfast. I
mean, he'd been sucking on my dick and fingerfucking my ass to a
neer-thee-well and I'm sure he had immediate plans to give me another good
fucking before breakfast. Then Dad broke in, and now with Dad talking about
all the work we had to do that day, Thor was fit to be tied, and I was a
bit sulky myself, and that's a risky way to be around my Dad. As it was he
put up with our attitudes until mid-morning. Then he suggested that we had
two choices. Either we could shape up, put a smile on our faces and do our
best to help out and get the work done so we could have the rest of the
week to play around, or, and he arched his eyebrow, he could pull our pants
down and take his belt to us until we got the work done. In which case we
would spend the rest of the week sleeping in the house and writing essays
on deportment and the meaning of honest labor.

At lunch time Thor apologized to Daddy and told him that he had always
liked working with Daddy, but that me and him had plans for the day and we
didn't stop to think that maybe someone else might have plans also. I
agreed and apologized as well. Dad just nodded and said, "Thank you, Boys."

When we got up from lunch Dad pulled both of us up against his solid chest
and gave us one of his big body crushing hugs. "You're good boys. Now let's
get this job done and maybe we can still get in a swim in the pond before
it gets dark. Thor and I worked with a will and, sure enough, even though
we weren't actually done, Dad said that was enough for one day and led the
way to the pond. Thirty seconds later all three of us were naked and
swimming in the cool water. Thinking back on it, there's no way that Dad
could have missed noticing that Thor's dick was red and raw and that I'd
been walking funny all day. He never said a word though.

After dinner Thor and I excused ourselves from watching TV saying that we
were tired and wanted to get an early start the next morning. We were tired
too. Thor only fucked me four times that night and had me suck him off in
the morning so he could rest a little longer while I did all the work. I
didn't complain though, he did sleep on top of me most of the night and
that was something we were both learning to really enjoy. We surprised
Daddy that morning. By the time he came to the barn the cows were milked,
the chickens fed, the eggs collected and we were just finishing feeding and
watering the rest of the stock. Dad was really impressed. He gave us both a
big hug and kiss. Over breakfast he kept telling Mom how proud he was of us
until we were both really embarrassed. Mom just laughed and asked us if we
wanted seconds on anything.

Dad tried to get Thor and I to take the rest of the day to go exploring
again, but Thor said he thought it would be better if Dad had some help. I
didn't say anything, I just started working and let them catch up to
me. Dad didn't really say anything, but he did smile most of the morning. I
was walking a little better, but had to excuse myself several times to go
wipe my butt. Thor had put a huge load in me the night before and it kept
leaking out. Another Uncle, Mom's youngest brother came by. Thor and I
listened to them talk while Thor stuffed a shop rag in my mouth so he could
fuck me hard and fast out behind the barn. Thor just pulled my pants down
off my ass and unzipped his jeans before plowing me. Listening to Uncle
Teddy's pickup drive away, Thor stuffed the shop rag from my mouth into the
back of my jeans to catch the juice we both knew would be leaking out of my
ass for the rest of the afternoon.

We got the last of the hay stacked and the corn properly stored and
hungrily went to the house for dinner. Mom had it waiting but said that she
was going to town to help with some church thing and most likely wouldn't
be home until after late services on Sunday. Ma was a real regular church
goer, even if her men weren't. Thor and I did the dishes after dinner and
then excused ourselves to go to bed. Thor had just got done fucking me for
the first time that night and was sucking my stiff little boner when we
heard the barn door and then Dad's voice, "Hey up there. You boys mind if I
come up to visit a while?"

I about freaked, but Thor just held one finger up to his wet, pouty lips to
shush me and then said, "Sure, Uncle Kenny. Come on up."

Dad sat on the edge on my side of the bed and sort of hemmed and hawed
around for a bit. When I bluntly asked (as you have to do with my Dad
sometimes), "What is it you want to say, Dad?", he sort of stuttered and
blushed and then said, "Look. I don't want it to seem like I'm butting in
or trying to be mean, but...", and he paused, looking from one to the other
of us. You could see him make his decision to go on, "...but,
Well... Thor. Have you been fucking my son?"

I started to sputter and Thor just turned a pasty white and looked like he
was going to pass out. "No. No!, boys." Dad said placatingly, holding his
hands up to show that he wasn't mad or upset. "I just wanted to make sure
you were both okay.

I don't know how exactly, but I ended up laying on the pillow Thor used to
fuck me, with Dad and Thor inspecting my butthole. Dad was telling Thor
about different things he could use for lube and Thor was explaining how
he'd broken me in and how I was all the time after him to suck his dick or
get fucked up the ass. Dad told him that I could be a little pest sometimes
and that it was up to Thor, as the older cousin, to be in charge and
control things. I finally got so disgusted with the way they were talking
about me that I looked at my Dad over my shoulder. "You just gonna talk,
Daddy? Or are you going to show Thor what he should be doing?"

Dad got a surprised look on his face, but turned to Thor. "Would you like
for me to show you, Thor?"

Thor brightened up, losing the confused look from his face, "Yes,
Sir. That'd be great, Uncle Kenny!"

Dad looked right into my eyes. "That okay with you son? Do you mind if your
old Dad shows Thor how to do sex even better than he already does?"

'WOW!' My eyes bulged out. My Dad wanted to fuck me. He wanted to show Thor
how to fuck me just as good as I'd seen him fuck my Mom. Dad wanted to take
that big dick of his and fuck me with it until I was screaming and jumping
around just like Mom did. I started wondering if Dad could do me as good in
my ass as he did Mom in her pussy.

"Well, Son? What do you say?" Dad asked quietly.

"Uh..." I shook my head, trying to get out of my fantasy of having my Dad
fuck me. Knowing that while I loved having Thor fuck me, having my Dad fuck
me would be so much better. "... Sure, Dad. I don't mind at all." 'Mind at
all' I thought. 'Shit you dummy! Couldn't you think of anything stupider to
say?'

Dad just grinned and rubbed my butt. "I think you're going to enjoy this
lesson too, Son. So pay attention."

Like I was going to nod off and go to sleep or something.

Dad started by running his hands all over both Thor and me, showing us were
all the really sensitive spots were. Thor and I were both trembling by the
time Dad was done. Then Dad got me up in his lap and kissed me and ran his
hands all over me, telling Thor that making out was a good way to get
either a boy or a girl ready for the "Main Event." Then Dad put me in
Thor's lap and told him to have at it. Thor did his best, and Daddy helped
him a lot, but Daddy was definitely much better at making out. Dad told
Thor not to worry about it, that he would get better with practice (and I
made up my mind right then and there to help Thor get all the practice he
could handle).

Dad finally claimed me back from Thor and put me belly down over the pillow
again. Then he climbed up on the bed, spread my legs way apart and got
between them. Spreading my buttcheeks wide apart with his hands Dad buried
his face in my tender butt and drove his tongue right up my super-sensitive
butthole. I just about shot off the bed and went through the wall. Thor
just watched wide-eyed as I arched and twisted and howled while Dad ate my
ass with more and more abandon.

"Damn! You've left the kid's ass full of sperm, Thor. Good work!"

And that was the only break I got in a long session of frenetic ass
eating. When Dad finally pulled his face back my whole body was trembling
and quivering with need. The insides of my asscheeks were bright red from
being abraded by Dad's beard stubble. Most obvious of all though was my
asshole. I was hiking my butt as high into the air as I could, totally
exposing my tiny pink ring. Only it wasn't tiny and it wasn't pink. My
tender little hole was a mass of bright red, swollen, twitching, pulsing
flesh. Opening and closing, showing the pink inner ass tube through a hole
the size of a quarter. I was almost crying I needed to be fucked so bad. I
begged Dad. Then Thor, to please, please fuck me. Then I did start
crying. Both from frustration and from need.

Silently, Dad covered me with the warmth of his hairy body. He held me down
and kissed my neck and face until I calmed down. Then he took the nape of
my neck in his teeth and, holding me like a stallion holds a mare, he
plunged his massively swollen cock into my ass in one swift, sure stroke.

I went crazy. I started cumming and didn't stop for the half-hour or so my
Dad subjected me and my ass to a totally masterful fucking. I was vaguely
aware of Thor avidly watching and taking Dad's instructions on how to use
his hands to stimulate me even further. Without a pause in the action, Dad
stroked completely out of my ass and Thor stroked in, deeply, urgently,
happily, vigorously, and I started cumming all over again. Over and over
again all night long Dad and Thor swapped places, Dad showing and
instructing Thor, and Thor assiduously studying everything he was
taught. They each came from time to time, but I was in a state of almost
continuous orgasm. My dick and balls had finally given out, stimulated way
beyond anything they could handle, and were simply the source of a dull,
sensuous background to the orgasms that were erupting from deep inside me
like a string of Chinese firecrackers.

The first pearl lightening was spreading through the sky when it finally
dawned on me that there was no rule that said I had to be passive just
because I was the one getting fucked. Hell, I was obviously enjoying this
as much as they were, so why shouldn't I actively take my pleasure? I
rolled underneath Thor, keeping his cock inside me with him on top of me. I
grabbed his ears and pulled him down to where I could kiss him and then
wrapped my lanky legs around his narrow waist. I could feel his confusion
as to just who was fucking whom. I clamped down and sucked with my ass as
hard as I could. I sucked his tongue so far into my mouth that his eyes
bulged and my heels started rhythmically pounding against Thor's
hard-muscled ass. Thor stared at me wild-eyed as his orgasm was ripped from
his guts and his balls were sucked inside out. Thor howled in unmitigated
pleasure as he fell backwards out of bed and his ass whopped the floor.

Bright eyed. Eager. I turned my head and smiled at Dad. He was wide-eyed
himself having just watched his nephew get exploded out of bed. Then he
grinned and moved to cover me. Hooking my knees with his elbows, Dad pulled
my butt up from the mattress and lined himself up. "Take it easy, Son!" my
Dad grinned, "Try to remember that I'm an old man."

I just giggled and then went to work on the old man. He responded
beautifully to every move I made. Adding in technique and special moves I
hadn't seen before. We really got going and I realized just how much my
mother had to do with the wild fuck scenes I'd always just attributed to my
Dad's vigor. No Way! Fucking was a two way street and the more both
partners got involved the better it was for everyone. Dad was just getting
the upper hand when Thor rode his shining white horse to my rescue.
Actually, Thor rode Dad's back and his shinning white horse pegged Dad
right up the ass chute. Thor and I were soon crowing our victory over the
older generation, who was panting, crying, "Unfair!" and demanding a
rematch.

Naked, I followed Dad and Thor around for the rest of the week-end. Dad
took me to town to pick up a new mattress and spring set for my bed. The
extra-heavy-duty kind. Somehow, all the springs in the middle of my bed had
gotten broken and Dad didn't want me getting backaches from sleeping in a
sagging bed. Mom went to a church revival the next weekend and Thor and his
Daddy and my Dad spent the weekend helping me break in the new bedsprings
while they were teaching me how to take care of three men at a time. I
loved home schooling!