Date: Tue, 13 Dec 2005 00:46:19 -0800
From: spike spiegel <draken82@lycos.com>
Subject: The Cabin 3

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The Cabin part 3

	As we emerged from the bedroom, I felt like I was walking on air.
I had just had sex with my father, and it had been one of the most amazing
experiences of my life.  We stepped out from the hall, Dad with his arm
around my shoulder as we entered the living room.  My other uncles sat
around the kitchen table with Jake, Zach and my brother.  Tanner was there
too, sitting on his father's lap.
	I had expected them to be eating breakfast, or maybe even finished
with it by the time I left the bedroom with my father, but not a one of
them had eaten anything and as I approached the table with Dad, I saw all
of the food that had been cooked sitting on the counter untouched.  Both
Jake and Zach looked at me with concern in their eyes.
	Suddenly, before I even realized what was happening, both my
cousins had left their chairs, crossed the room and wrapped me in their
arms together.  Both of them were saying their "I'm sorrys," and patting my
back.
	"We didn't mean to scare you Chase," I heard Jake say.
	"I'm really sorry if I freaked you out dude," Zach said.  It was
all a little odd, them feeling like they had to apologize when they hadn't
really been the cause of my little episode.  But at the same time I really
felt good as they held me in their arms, and I had never seen this kind of
affection from my cousins before.
	"It's okay," I told them as I hugged them back, just glad they
weren't mad at me for freaking out.  We all pulled apart, and they both
kissed me on the lips as we broke away.
	Once back at the table, Dad sat in the vacant seat next to Chad and
pulled me into his lap.  I just leaned back onto his shoulder, and Uncle
Mark got up to bring the breakfast (now heated in the microwave) we ate
like that, me in my father's lap, with one of his arms wrapped around my
torso.
	After breakfast, we boys cleaned the dishes, working together to
get the work done fast.  Tanner and I were at the sink washing and rinsing,
and while we stood there Tanner playfully splashed me and this quickly
started a water fight that soon included Chad who was drying the dishes and
my other cousins who were putting them away.
	We all stood in front of the sink crammed in front of it splashing
each other.  My Uncle David came over to us laughing at our childish
antics, and reminded us that we would have to clean up all the water and it
would take us that much longer to get out and go fishing.
	We all set back to work and quickly had the dishes done and the
water cleaned up.  While we had been working, our dads had decided to get
the fishing gear ready, and by the time we were done, they had everything
packed in the boat.
	We all put sandals on (yes I had remembered to bring those) and
headed out for a day of fishing.  We had brought a powerful sunscreen, and
we layered it on ourselves, none of us wanted to get sunburned on our naked
tender regions.
	I had never been much of a fisherman, my Dad took us a lot before
mom died, but since then none of us had really felt like going.  Looking
back it sounds really stupid, fishing together had been one of the ways
that my father had brought all three of us (and sometimes even Mom)
together.  It seemed like we still should have gone, but none of us had
ever expressed the desire to go.  Even in the previous summers when I
wasn't at the cabin, my brother and Dad hadn't spoken a word of fishing
without me.  I guess Mom's death affected us all more than we realized.
	As we were walking down the hill and getting into the boat Uncle
Mark came up along side of me and put his arm around my shoulder.  I looked
up at him and he smiled down at me.
	"You know what Chase?  For the past two years, my boys and I have
gone fishing with David and Tanner up here at the lake.  And for the past
two years, your Dad and Chad refused to come with us.  Whenever we would go
they always stayed behind.
	"At first I though maybe they were just staying behind so they
could be alone together.  But last year it really hit me, they wouldn't go
without you.  I'm glad you are up here with us Chase and I have to tell you
I'm sorry."
	Uncle Mark saw the confused look in my eyes and quickly explained
himself.  "This is my cabin, and I should have personally invited you to
come up here with us.  We've really missed you these past few years, and I
should have tried harder to convince your Dad to bring you."
	I noticed then that Uncle Mark and I had stopped on the trail down
to the dock while the rest had gone on.  My uncle squatted down so we were
now face-to-face.  He rested both his hands on my shoulders as he started
talking to me.
	"Chase I want you to understand something, none of us wanted to
keep you away from here these past two years.  You're going to have to
forgive your dad for sending you to your grandmother's house.  I've never
talked about this with anyone Chase, not even my own sons, but I think you
need to hear this.  Your mom's death hit all of us pretty hard and of
course you and your brother more than I will ever understand.  But it hit
your dad harder than anything ever has before, even when your grandpa died.
	"He talked with me you know.  About how worried he was about you
and your brother, and how he didn't know what to do now that your mom was
gone.  That's partly why he sent you to your grandma's Chase, he wanted you
to have a motherly influence in your life, and it was something he couldn't
give to you."
	I didn't know how to take all this, never had Uncle Mark talked to
me this way before.  I felt tears running down my cheeks as he spoke to me,
but I stood in silence listening to him
	"I just wanted you to know that my little brother was hurt and
confused when your mom died, just like you, and he didn't really know how
to deal with it.  But your father loves you Chase, and so do the rest of
us.  And I was thrilled when your dad finally told me that you would be
coming up here this year.  I even told him that he should have brought you
two years ago."
	My uncle pulled me into a big hug as he finished speaking and
kissed me on the cheek.  I was a little stunned at what my uncle had said
and so just kept quiet as he took my hand and led me down to the boat where
everyone else was waiting.
	Dad and my brother were sitting at the front of the boat and as I
hopped on I moved to where they were.  Dad pulled me onto his lap again,
and my brother leaned over to kiss me on the cheek.
	The boat ride was fun.  Even though we were using it for fishing,
it was a power boat, and it could go pretty fast.  I really enjoyed the
moment, the breeze wafting over my naked body and through my hair as I sat
against my father.
	The fishing wasn't all that exciting, but then again I had a lot on
my mind.  We only had four fishing poles, one for Uncle David and Tanner,
two for Uncle Mark and his sons, and one for me to share with Chad and my
father.  All of us would pass the poles back and forth, each taking a turn.
At one point I was with Uncle David and Tanner using their pole.  Uncle
David was very encouraging, and he showed me a few tricks about casting off
that he'd learned over the years, stuff he'd never shown Dad or Uncle Mark.
He and Tanner always caught the biggest fish.
	As the day wore on we all talked, and just simply enjoyed each
other's company.  Sometimes we would all sit in silence.  Under Uncle
David's instruction both me and Tanner caught a pretty big fish that
compared with the one that Uncle David had already caught.  My other
cousins and even Chad and Dad caught some fish, but only kept a couple.
	Uncle Mark slapped me and Tanner on the back saying that we would
have to cook tonight's dinner since we had caught it.  I had never cooked
fish before, but Uncle David told me not to worry, he would help us.
	It was later in the afternoon when we left our fishing spot and
rode around on the lake for a bit.  Uncle Mark even sat me down in the
driver's seat and taught me how to drive the boat.  He stood behind me, his
hand on my bare shoulder as he gave little bits of instruction on how to
drive the boat fast, and even how to make it jump a little.
	We stopped the boat for a while and all of us boys jumped into the
water for some swimming and roughhousing.  Eventually my Dad and Uncle
David joined us, wrestling with all of us and dunking us under the water.
Just like the night before, we started coming up behind each other and
pulling each other under the water from behind.  I again took note of all
our erections, and really enjoyed the feeling of my Dad and Uncle David's
hard cocks between my ass cheeks.  Both of them wrapped me tight in their
arms as we swam in the lake.
	Eventually our fun stopped as the sun was sitting lower on the
horizon, and we realized it was time to go back.  When I got back onto the
boat I sat at the back in between my brothers legs.  He lightly kissed my
cheeks and neck as we rode back on the boat together.  I would sometimes
see Dad or one of the others look back and smile at us.  There it was, that
feeling of warmth and security, and most especially love.  I had so sorely
missed feeling it since my mom had died, but now here I was receiving it in
abundance.
	I still had a long way to go, and that feeling of insecurity
wouldn't leave me overnight.  I had to keep reminding myself of my father's
words.  I realized I had been wrong, my Dad and brother did love me, and
they wanted me to be apart of all this up here.
	Chad whispered as much in my ear as we rode on the boat.  "I'm so
glad you're here with us Chase, I don't think I could have stood another
year without you."
	When we got back to the dock, all of us helped with the fishing
gear.  I carried the ice chest with our catches inside of it up to the
cabin.  Once all was inside, Uncle David set me and Tanner to work
alongside him in the kitchen cleaning the fish.  I had done this part
before, my Dad had taught me how, but I never particularly enjoyed gutting
a fish.
	With the fish gutted and the scales removed, Uncle David and Tanner
showed me how to "cook a fish right" as Tanner called it.  Uncle David
stood behind me, rubbing my shoulders as he told me how to season the fish
and how to cook it right.
	It actually all turned out pretty good, even my cousin Zach, who'd
always been a fish hater tried it and thought it tasted okay.  After dinner
that night, Uncle Mark and my Dad took care of the dishes.  The rest of us
went into the living room where Uncle David built a fire and we all relaxed
after our busy day.
	I sat on the couch next to Chad, we were cuddled up to one side his
arm around my shoulders.  Uncle David sat next to Jake in much the same
position.  Zach and Tanner were down on the floor in front of the fire
place, Tanner between Zach's legs.  Zach had his arms around Tanner, and
soon had his face nuzzled into my 13-year-old cousin's neck.
	I rested my head against my older brother's shoulder as he began
stroking my chest, like he had done the day before.  I moved closer against
him, remembering what my father had told me that morning.  Chad was
yearning after my attention just as much as I was yearning for his and my
father's.  I put my arm around my brother's chest, and leaned into his neck
kissing and sucking lightly on the skin like Dad had taught me earlier.
	Chad wrapped both his arms around me and pulled me even closer to
him so that I was sitting on his lap, my legs straddling his hips.  I
didn't pull away from his neck as he moved me; I simply wrapped my arms
tighter around him.
	I felt my brother's lips on the top of my head and my cheek as he
returned the light kisses I was giving him.  His hands were running softly
up and down my back as I pressed our bare chests together.  I started to
kiss higher on moving up to his cheek and kissing it lightly a few times.
As I was kissing Chad lightly on the cheek, I suddenly felt a desire to
kiss him like Dad and I had kissed that morning.
	 I pulled away from Chad's cheek and leaned back looking my brother
in the same green eyes that my father had.  He smiled at me, and I think we
both felt it.  I leaned my head forward, bringing my lips to his.  I felt a
spark of something, it all just felt so right.  My brother held me in place
with his hands on my back, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
	The kiss was sweet and soft at first, but as we got more into it we
began to press harder into each other.  I was still pretty new to tongue
kissing, but when Chad opened his mouth, I did the same like my father
showed me.  I loved feeling my older brother's tongue in my mouth.  I
responded, massaging his tongue with mine.  I lost myself in that feeling.
My eyes were closed, and I was moaning lightly when I felt Chad's mouth
suck on my tongue.
	We must have kissed for what felt like five or ten minutes before
Chad pulled away and started to kiss my neck.  I arched my back into his
mouth, truly loving how my brother was making me feel.  I felt goosebumps
along my skin at my brother's mouth touching me, and I shivered in
excitement.
	As I sat on Chad's lap, I took a minute to look around.  I saw Jake
and Uncle David at the other end of the couch, their lips locked and their
tongues tangling.  Jake's hand had hold of my uncle's large, fat cock and
he was jacking him lightly as they kissed.  I could hear both of them
moaning, and saw both of Uncle David's hands firmly planted on my cousin's
bare butt squeezing the cheeks.
	Down on the floor Tanner and Zach were in much the same position as
me and Chad.  Tanner sat on Zach's lap, astride his hips.  They were also
making out heavily.  Tanner's arms were around Zach's neck, and I could
hear him moan quite loudly.  I realized then that I saw one of Zach's hands
on Tanner's bare butt.  I noticed one of his fingers playing in the
13-year-old's butthole.  It hit me that Tanner was being fingered by Zach
just like my Dad had fingered me that morning.  It made me horny, just
thinking about how good my Dad's finger felt.  I began to grind my hard
cock into my brother's stomach getting hornier every minute.
	Chad had moved from my neck and was running kisses over my chest,
and soon was sucking on my nipples.  I started moaning again.
	"Ohhh Chad that feels good," I groaned.  I arched my back even more
at my brother's mouth on my nipples.  With every lick and bite, I felt a
tingling in my hard cock. Chad kept up his treatment on my nipples for a
few minutes before I pulled his head away.
	I held Chad's head in my hands and looked at him before leaning
forward to resume our kiss.  I thrust my tongue into Chad's mouth and
tangled his tongue with mine.  We pressed together again, and we both
started moaning into the other's mouth.
	I lost myself again in the kiss, until I felt a tongue licking the
back of my neck.  Soon I felt a hard, muscled chest pressed against my
back, and I pressed back against it while I kissed my brother.  I shivered
even more at the feeling of the tongue on my neck, and the one in my mouth.
I felt two sets of hands eagerly caressing my naked body.  I broke the kiss
to look over my shoulder into my dad's smiling face.  He smiled at me
warmly.
	"Hi buddy.  Are you having fun?" Dad asked.  I once again looked
into my father's eyes and saw nothing but love in them.  I nodded at his
question and then turned back to nuzzle on Chad's neck.  I returned my lips
to Chad's and we tangled our tongues together again.  As we were kissing I
felt Chad's hands squeeze my hairless butt, and Dad's hands moving between
us caressing and pulling both mine and Chad's nipples.
	I suddenly had a desire to suck on my brother's nipples just as he
had done to me.  I pulled out of our kiss and began to kiss my way down
Chad's neck and chest before I finally made it to his nipples.  I started
to play one over with my tongue, like I had felt him doing to me.  As I was
working over my brother's chest, I felt Dad begin to kiss his way down my
back, while his hands still played with my nipples.
	After a couple of minutes of hearing my brother's moans of pleasure
from my mouth on him, I left his chest behind and began to kiss my way down
his stomach.  My father continued to kiss his way down my back, and stopped
when he reached my butt.
	I shivered as I felt my father's lips on my buttcheeks, but I
didn't stop from making my way toward my own target, Chad's 6 inch hardon.
I was face-to-face with my brother's beautiful appendage, and I felt a
longing inside to taste it like I'd tasted Dad's.
	Without much hesitation I quickly grasped Chad's dick and began to
hungrily lick the head.  Chad was leaking precum, and I savored the salty
taste.  My movements had brought me down off the sofa my brother was
sitting on and onto my knees in front of him.  I soon felt Chad's hands
holding my head.
	"Oohh Chase, your mouth is so hot.  Please suck my dick little
bro," my brother begged.
	Without much hesitation I soon had him inside of my mouth sucking
like my dad taught me.  Chad grasped my head harder and began to raise his
hips to meet my mouth.  He groaned aloud as I began to really blow him.  I
was still pretty new, and my head movements were still awkward, but I loved
my brother's dick in my mouth.
	Right as I really began to suck on Chad, I felt my father's tongue
on my asscrack again.  I heard myself moan around Chad's dick as Dad's
tongue penetrated me for the second time that day.  Again, as soon as I
felt him enter me with his tongue I began to thrust myself back.
	We went on like that for a while, me blowing Chad, Dad tongue
fucking me.  Chad's groans just encouraged me more.  I started to really
bob my head up and down trying to get as much of my brother's cock in my
mouth as I could.
	"Oooh Chase, that's it, suck me.  You are so hot little bro.  I
love you so much," Chad rambled as I sucked him.  I was probably nearly as
incoherent as he was with Dad's tongue fucking me.  I was completely lost
in ecstasy thrusting my hips back against my dad's tongue.
	Suddenly Dad pulled away and replaced his tongue with a probing
finger.  He massaged my asshole and I remembered how much I had enjoyed his
finger inside of me earlier.  I tried to relax my butt muscles to allow my
dad entry.  Without much encouragement I relaxed myself and felt the
burning of Dad's finger entering me.
	I hissed around my brother's cock in my mouth, but didn't stop
sucking him.  Chad held my head and kept muttering his encouragement
through his moans.  I felt Dad's free hand rubbing my back comfortingly as
his finger played in my ass.  Before long the muscles relaxed and I became
used to it.
	Soon my butt had loosened sufficiently and I felt Dad's probing
finger begin to work its way in and out, slowly fucking me.  I really
enjoyed this and I began to rotate my hips at my father's movement.  When
Dad's finger hit my "pleasure button" or prostate as I later learned it was
called, I jumped in surprised pleasure.
	Dad heard my moan, and chuckled at my reaction.  He fucked me with
his finger for a few more minutes going over my prostate each time, causing
me to moan and drool over Chad's cock.
	"Do you like that buddy?" Dad said right in my ear.  I could feel
his body over mine as he said it.  He hit my prostate again and I moaned in
response to his question.  "Does that feel good Chase?" Dad repeated.
	"Yes!" I groaned, pulling off my brother's cock only long enough to
answer the question.
	"Good, cause I think you'll like this even better," Dad said as I
felt that burning sensation again.  I realized Dad was adding a second
finger to the one already up my ass.  Since I was already pretty loose from
his tongue and finger it didn't take much effort for Dad to get the second
one inside.
	Just like before it hurt at first, but there was a strange pleasure
to it as well.  Dad's fingers began their work again and I was soon moaning
even louder as he fucked me with two fingers.  My whole body was on fire
from the intensity of my pleasure as he toyed with my prostate.
	My eyes were squeezed shut tightly, and I could hear myself moaning
incoherently around my brother's cock, which by now was being fucked into
the back of my throat.  Dad's fingers were fucking in and out of my ass
rapidly, and I was rocking my hips back at his intrusion.
	I soon felt that burning, though not as intense, as Dad added a
third finger into my ass.  It didn't take me nearly as long to get used to
it, and I was leaning better how to relax my sphincter around them.
	My brother's hips were practically slamming into my face now
nearing his climax.  He held me firmly in place groaning like a dog in
heat.
	"God Chase!  Yesss OOOhhh yeeesss!  I love you little bro, I love
you sooo muuchh," Chad practically yelled as he began to flood my mouth
with cum.  "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," he gasped.  He exploded inside my
mouth, me trying to swallow all I could.  There were at least six jets of
cum that I felt.  I swallowed all but the last jets.  I discovered that I
loved the taste of cum, and I savored the last of it in my mouth.  I even
suckled on Chad's softening dick cleaning the remnants of it from his piss
slit.
	Chad reached down and lifted my head out of his crotch causing me
to release his deflated cock.  I looked up at my brother and saw him smile
at me, and was a little taken aback by the tears in his eyes.  He stroked
my messy hair with a look I'd never seen on his face before.  I was still
grunting and rocking my hips back onto Dad's finger.
	Chad seemed like he didn't want me to get up from the floor where I
was bent on my knees getting fingered by Dad, so he slid off the couch next
to me.  He pulled me over into yet another tongue twirling kiss and I
shared what was left of his cum with him.  I was hornier than I had ever
been before kneeling on the floor kissing my brother.  His arms were around
my neck, and I was groaning loudly into his mouth as I was fingered.  My
dick was so hard, I nearly reached down and started jerking on it.
	Chad broke away from the kiss, looking over to my father, whose
lips had returned to kissing my back. Then I heard Dad say, "He's ready for
more."  And Chad nodded understanding.
	Dad pulled his fingers from my ass and stood up, I quickly followed
suit.  I took the opportunity to look around the room, and I saw Tanner and
Zach sucking each other's dicks, and Zach was still fingering Tanner's
butthole.  Jake and Uncle David were still on the couch, but Jake's head
was now in my uncle's lap bobbing up and down on his cock.  Uncle Mark was
sitting next to Jake, fingering his ass like my dad had been fingering
mine.
       Dad picked me up into his arms. I wasn't exactly sure what was
happening, so I just kept quiet and wrapped my arms and legs around my Dad.
	"Come on Chase, let's go into the bedroom," Dad said to me.  He
stood there for a minute longer saying, "Hey Mark can you keep Chad company
for tonight?"
	"Sure," I heard my uncle say standing up from the couch.  As Dad
carried me to the bedroom I looked back one last time and saw my brother
kneeling on the floor in front of Uncle Mark, taking the man's fat cock
into his mouth.
	When we got to the bedroom Dad laid me on the bed, just like
before.  Once the door was shut, he was laying next to me on the bed,
leaning over to kiss me.  I wrapped my arms around Dad's neck as we kissed,
twirling our tongues together.  It had the same affect on me as before.  I
heard myself moaning lightly into my father's mouth.  He kissed different
than Chad, his lips felt a bit stronger, more powerful.  And yet tender
like Chad's had felt.
	We didn't kiss for as long this time before Dad started to make his
way down my neck and chest.  I arched myself into his kisses and licks on
my nipples.  Dad did much the same thing as he had that morning, kissing
his way down my body, making me moan lightly at his kisses.
	When he got to my cock, he breathed on it for a little bit, teasing
me before finally pulling me into his mouth.  I started groaning loudly as
my father sucked on me, once again pushing my legs back so that my knees
were resting on my chest.  I spread my legs wider, allowing my father all
the room he needed to make me feel good.
	Dad's mouth soon left my cock to lick and kiss the sensitive spot
in between my balls and ass.  I groaned loudly and wrapped my arms around
my knees to keep them in place.  Soon I again felt Dad's tongue teasing my
ass licking around the crack before plunging inside of me once again.  The
sensation was indescribable as my father slowly fucked me with his tongue.
	"Yessss Dad!  Your tongue feels so good in my butt," I called out.
I'd never heard myself talk like this before, but it was just natural, and
it made me hornier.  I moaned several times as I pushed my ass against my
dad's tongue.
	After a few minutes of groaning and smothering my dad's face with
my ass, I felt him pull his tongue out.  I opened my eyes to see Dad reach
for a bottle something in the top drawer of the stand next to the bed.  I
saw him open the bottle and squirt some liquid onto his fingers, making
them glisten in the light from the bedside lamp.  I had dropped my legs, so
Dad picked them up again telling me to hang on to them.
	I soon felt Dad's fingers entering my butthole again.  I was still
fairly loose from his earlier fingering and so I opened right up for him.
He put only two in at first, but as he slowly stroked his fingers in and
out of my butt touching my prostate with every plunge, I soon was ready for
his third.  Dad's fingers were really driving me crazy, and I was soon
crying out, pushing my butt against my father's invading fingers again.
	"Hey Chase," my father said, snapping me out of the sexual stupor I
had been in.
	"What Dad?" I asked.
	"Do you like my fingers in your ass?" he emphasized his question by
touching my prostate making me jump and push down.
	"Ooohhh yes Dad.  I love your fingers inside of butt," I groaned
out to him.
	"Good cause I want to try something else with you."
	"What's that Dad?" I asked.
	"It's like what we are doing now, only it will feel even better for
both of us," Dad told me.  "What I want to do is to fuck you son.  To put
my cock up your ass."
	I had heard the word fuck before. I used it quite often actually,
like when I was having an argument with Chad (my father never forbade us to
cuss) but I didn't really know the word's meaning.  Dad wanted to put his
dick inside of my ass.  The concept had never crossed my mind before that
moment.
	I obviously thought it would hurt, even more so than his fingers
had.  My Dad's dick looked huge compared to the size of my butthole, and it
seemed impossible that I could fit it inside of me.
	"Won't it hurt Dad?  I mean your dick is huge."
	"Yes Chase it will hurt at first.  Just like my finger.  But I
promise that after you get used to it, it will be one of the best things
you've ever felt."
	I considered my father's words.  I trusted my dad.  Even though he
had made me feel left out for two years, and even though he'd kept things
secret from me, he had never broken a promise to me in my entire life.
When he had promised to leave work early before Mom died just to watch me
play soccer, he'd always followed through.  When he promised to drive 300
miles just to pick me up from summer camp when I was 7, and be there by
5:00 he'd been there.  My father may have hurt me, but he was a man of his
word.
	"What do you think Chase.  Can I fuck you?  Can I fuck my dick in
your ass?" Dad asked stroking my prostate as he spoke.  His fingers felt
good, but I was still hesitant.  I wasn't sure I wanted to do it.
	"You can do it Dad," I finally said.  "But only if you promise not
to hurt me."  I didn't realize right away that I had a double meaning to
"hurt."
	"No buddy I would never hurt you," Dad said.
	"I don't just mean tonight Dad.  I want you to promise that you
will never hurt me again.  Like how you left me out since Mom died."  I was
surprised by my own words.  I hadn't really thought much about our
conversation from earlier in the day, or what I had finally acknowledged
both to myself and my father.  That I felt he loved me less. But as we were
there in that bed together my thoughts returned to those feelings.  I was
no longer jealous of my brother, but I wasn't sure if I could really trust
my father completely.  I knew the only way I could trust him was to make
him promise.
	"Oh Chase," Dad said after a minute of silence.  "My poor, sweet
Chase," I felt Dad's fingers leave my ass as he bent over me and kissed me
on the lips.  "I'm so sorry son.  I never meant to hurt you, ever.  I
promise son, I will never hurt you again, for the rest of my life.  But I
want you to promise me something as well Chase."
	I looked into my father's eyes and saw tears glistening in his
eyes.
	"What Dad?" I asked.
	"Promise me that from now on, when anything is bothering you, that
you will come and talk to me, so that we can work it out together."
	"I promise Dad," I told him.  Dad reached down to hug me, and then
lightly kissed me on the lips.  The kiss soon turned to a more heated one
as his tongue slipped into my mouth again.  It lasted for long enough to
get me heated up again, and a minute later I found myself moaning against
my father's tongue as he held my legs up and reinserted his lubed fingers
into my butt.  I felt a cold sensation as Dad poured more lube straight
into my ass.  He fingered me for a bit longer, making me moan at his attack
on my prostate.
	"What do you say Chase?  Can I fuck you, and make love to you?" Dad
said as he stroked me.  His fingers were feeling so good, it made me want
more.
	"Yes Dad, you can fuck me," I finally consented.  I watched as my
father poured a generous amount of the liquid from the bottle onto his
hand, and start rubbing it on his thick 8 inch hardon.
	Despite my father's promise, I still felt a little worried about
how much more his cock would burn than his fingers.  Dad seemed to notice
this, for as he lubed his cock up, he didn't immediately try to insert it
into my ass.  Instead he began to run his hard cock along the crack of my
butt, slowly sliding against me.
	"Does my cock feel good on your crack?" Dad whispered in my ear as
he bent over me.  I shivered as I lay there on my back holding my legs in
the air.  "Do you like how my cock feels?"
	"Y-Yes," I stuttered. His cock felt so good as it teased along my
crack.
	"Do you want to feel my cock inside of you Chase?  Do you want me
to massage your pleasure button with my cock?"  I kept on shivering in
excitement, feeling my cock twitch and tingle at my father's breath on my
ears, and his muscular, masculine body hovering over mine.
	"Come on Chase; tell me you want to feel my hard cock inside of
you.  Tell me you want me to fuck your tight ass.  Tell me you want to feel
my cum in you.  Tell Daddy to fuck you."
	"Yes Daddy!" I begged in desperation.  "Please fuck me!  Please put
your cock in me!"
	"Anything for you my love," Dad said as he reared back and found my
exposed asshole.  I felt his cockhead pressing at my backdoor.  "Relax
Chase, when I press down, press out, like when you are taking a shit.  It
will make it easier," Dad instructed.
	When I felt him begin to press into me, I tried to relax myself
like he had instructed me.  After a little gentle pushing at my resisting
sphincter muscle, I felt Dad break through.
	"Ssssss," I gasped as my father entered me.  The burning was much
worse than his fingers.  My eyes were closed tight and teeth were clenched.
	"Are you okay Chase?" Dad asked.  "Do you want me to take it out?"
"No, I'm okay," I said through my clench teeth.  "Just give me a minute."
	"Remember what I said Chase, try to relax, and push out when I
start pushing in."
	After waiting for me to loosen up, Dad started pushing me again
slowly letting me get used to his cock inside of me.  I heeded his advice,
and pushed out as he pushed in.  Slowly, once inch at a time, Dad's cock
was inside of me.  It seemed like it took a while, but it probably wasn't
all that much time before I felt my father's pubes tickling my butt cheeks
as he bottomed out inside of me.
	Dad stayed in place leaning over me.  He rested my legs on his
shoulders, and soon was bent over me pressing his mouth against mine.  I
felt his tongue enter my mouth and he kissed me while I got used to the
feeling of his cock in my ass.  We must have laid there for five or ten
minutes kissing with his cock resting in my ass.  I began to take pleasure
in the full feeling his cock was giving me.  I enjoyed it like I enjoyed
his finger, only much more.
	"Do you feel that Chase.  I'm all the way inside of you now.  Do
you like Daddy's cock in your tight ass?"
	"Yes!" I said through my clenched teeth.
	Dad finally reared back slowly pulling his cock out and slowly
sliding back in.  On the downstroke he hit my prostate, making me buck
slightly and moan.
	"How's that buddy?" he whispered against my ear making me shiver.
	"Uhhh," I responded as he pulled back and pushed in again.  He
started a smooth rhythm pulling out a bit further each time.  I would grunt
and whimper against his chest when his cock jabbed my prostate.  When he
would hit the bottom I could hear and feel his balls slapping against my
buns.
	"God Chase, you've got such a nice ass.  Do you like me fucking
you," just like before with his fingers, Dad emphasized his question with a
thrust of his hips.  "Do you like Daddy's cock in you son?"
	"Yes Daddy," I groaned.  And that's when dad picked up the pace.
He began to slide into me faster and faster as he went.  I was on fire at
the feeling my dad's cock was giving me.  Dad was sucking and biting on my
neck as he fucked into me.  I slipped my legs off his shoulders and wrapped
them around Dad's legs pulling him into me.
	"Yes son you like Daddy's cock fucking you," he hissed into my ear.
"You like to be fucked...such a hot tight ass...you feel so good son," Dad
was murmuring incoherently fucking me with wild abandon.  I lost all
control as he fucked, meeting his thrusts and moaning like a banshee.
	"Yessss Daddy! Yesss!  Fuck me Daddy!  Fuck me!" I heard myself
screaming.  My eyes were squeezed shut, and I was in a total sexual stupor.
My head was thrashing around on the pillow.  "Faster Daddy!  Deeper!" I
panted as I raised myself to meet his hard cock.  I was shivering like
crazy.  "Fuck...Me...ohhh ahhhh uhhhhh!" I started squealing and groaning
incoherently.  The bed was shaking and the sound of his flesh slapping into
mine filled the air.
	"Such a tight little ass.  Yess son!  Yessss! Take my cock!  Take
Daddy's cock into your little asss!" Dad was groaning.  I could feel his
sweat dripping onto me as it streamed off his body.  He was slamming into
me, and my hard cock was grinding into his stomach as he pounded my
prostate harder and harder.  I just whimpered and groaned as he fucked me.
I was delirious with pleasure at my prostate massage, and I felt my orgasm
building.
	My ass was more alive than it had ever been before.  I moaned at
the massaging of my prostate, and the fire that was building inside of me.
My ass began to contract around Dad's cock slamming into me as I neared
climax.
	"That's it Chase.  Cum for Daddy.  Cum from Daddy's fucking," Dad
commanded me.
	"Ahhhh Uhhh Uhhhhhhh!" I called out as I felt myself explode
against Dad's stomach.  I felt my hot cum shoot between us as I cried out.
It was too much for Dad.
	"Ohhh Gooodddd!  Here it comes Chase!  Daddy's cumming!  Take
Daddy's cum!  Take my cumm baby!" Dad hollered as he poured his cum into
me.  I felt his dick expand in size as he shot deep inside of me.  There
were six or seven warm, sticky shots in my bowels.
	Dad rested on top of me, leaving his wilting cock in my ass.  I
gasped for air as my father collapsed on top of me.  We both just laid
there in afterglow as we slowly collected our wits about us.  I had never
in my entire life felt such pleasure.  The nerve endings in my ass were
still aflame from the pleasure I had received.  Dad's soft cock slipped out
of me with a faint plop.  Void of Dad's cock, my dilated slowly leaked cum
onto the sheets.
	"How was that Chase?" Dad asked, pulling me in from my reverie.
	"That was...amazing Dad," I replied.  "I...I've never felt so good
before, ever."
	Dad wrapped me in his arms again and kissed me lightly with a
little bit of tongue before settling next to me on the bed.
	"I've wanted to do that with you for so long Chase," Dad told me.
"I dreamt of this I don't even know how many times.  I can't believe we
finally did this.  I love you so much."
	"I love you too Dad," I said relaxing in his arms.  A few minutes
later, I drifted into sleep.  It was the most secure I had felt since my
mother had died.
	Sometime in the night I awoke with a pressing need to piss.  I
pulled myself out from the spooning position Dad had pulled us into and
extracted myself from the covers.  Dad stirred lightly but didn't wake up.
I slipped quietly out of the room trying to be as silent as possible.  I
heard a lot of moaning coming from the living room and was curious as to
what had gone on there after Dad took me into the bedroom.
	What I saw shocked me, despite what I had just done with Dad.
Everyone else was just as busy as me and Dad had been.  I saw my brother
down on all fours in front of the fire place with my Uncle Mark kneeling
behind him furiously fucking his fat cock into my brother's ass.  Chad was
groaning like a wild bull and thrusting himself back against Uncle Mark
saying, "Fuck me!  Ohhh God Uncle Mark!  Fuck me!"
	My uncle was just as delirious saying "Take my cock boy.  Take me
deep!"
	A few feet away my 16-year-old cousin Zach was laying on his back
on the floor with his eyes closed.  My cousin Tanner was riding his cock
like a bronco.  The blond 13-year-old had his head thrown back as he rode
Zach's cock, moaning and crying out just like I had.  Zach held Tanner's
hips and fucked up into him, raising his hips to meet Tanner's down
thrusts.
	"Fuck...me...Fuck...me," Tanner kept on chanting in between his
moaning.
	"Yessss Tanner.  Ride my dick!  Ride me!" Zach moaned.  He was
masturbating Tanner furiously as they fucked wildly.
	Over on the couch Uncle David had my 18-year-old cousin Jake in a
position similar to the one I'd been in earlier.  Uncle David held Jake by
his ankles as he fucked into my cousin's meaty upturned ass.  Jake groaned
as our uncle fucked him into the couch cushions.  I watched as his head
thrashed around like mine had, and he moaned, "Yeah that's it Uncle Dave!
Fuck my ass good and hard.  Bury that fucker deep inside of me and fill me
with your cum!"
	"God Jakey, your ass is so hot.  So hot and tight.  Such a sweet,
tight ass Jakey.  Take my cock into your fuckin' tight ass," Uncle David
rambled as he fucked Jake.
	I felt my cock stiffen in front of me at the sight of all of them
having sex.  And a part of me longed to join them, but for some reason I
couldn't.  Looking back, I'm sure they would have welcomed me with open
arms, but for some reason I felt like I would be intruding.  And part of me
wanted to only be with my dad at that moment.
	So without a word I slipped back down the hall and into the
bathroom peeing quickly.  After that I retreated into the bedroom, and safe
into my father's arms.

To be continued...
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