Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2013 19:01:20 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: The Sound You Hear

This is a story of three generations enjoying each other. If this is not
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Although I have enjoyed incest I in no way condone non-consensal
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possible ramifications. Not for minors.

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The Sound You Hear

"Keep your eyes closed. And only listen to the sound of my voice and,
perhaps, the occasional sound of the log crackling. All is quiet. All is
calm. Only the warmth of the fire and the sensations on your skin. My
hands. Daddy's hands. Soft and gentle. Caressing".
    Grandpas voice was low in my ear. My back rested against his chest with
me clad in briefs and a t-shirt. The warmth of the fire mixed with the
smooth gentle sway of hands lolled me. His breath was heavy but oh so
calm. Hands soothed my knees, my calves, my thighs. It was too much effort
in any case to open my eyes. I gave in willingly to their ministrations. My
body was heavy as I nestled into the great bear. My arms rested on top of
his; my hands on the back of his wrists. I sank into the crackling warmth
of this heaven.
    "You are so beautiful", he sighed. His lips tugged at my earlobes. "So
special to your daddy and me".
    His hands soothed the inside of my thighs; up and down, from knee to
more than mid-thigh and back again. My arms gently following his rythm.
    Large hands caressed my jaw as thumbs metronomed across my cheeks. Lips
pressed against my forehead then the bridge of nose. My closed eye lids. My
cheeks. My lips. Light as feathers.
    As grandpas hands slid up under my shirt to dance on my stomach my
briefs were tugged. Pulled. Momentarily lifted the elastic band slid down
then over my legs. But there was no sudden hint of cool air. All was
warmth.
    "Don't try to concentrate. Just feel the warmth of the fire. Feel the
gentle rain of fingers over your body. My touch. His touch. Ours".
    There was peace in those hands. If my arms weren't moving I may have
fallen asleep. There was the comforting scent of crackling pine mixed with
Old Spice. My legs stretched out inside grandpas' own as we sat on the
floor. His back against the bed of the inn.
    Then my knees were brought up somewhat as my feet were planted outside
his legs. Knees stroked. And when his legs splayed mine followed.
    A body settled into the new space. Daddy. Hands on my knees before the
journey up and down the top of my thighs.
    My shirt moved upward as grandpas hands hugged my chest. Fingers
slicing open and close over my paps. Then his paws moved to my
shoulders. As he rubbed my hands fell away only to have daddy move them off
grandpa so they rested on the floor.
    Lips brushed against mine. Then lingered. Just as I was about to
surrender to the kiss they were gone.
    "It feels so nice to be so well loved. To be cherished and admired".
    Lips pulled at my right nipple.
    "We love you so much".
    A tongue flicked out and as my nipple hardened the lips became a
suckling pump.
    "Our beautiful boy".
    Coolness tickled as the mouth moved to my left.
    "So so beautiful".
    As grandpas nuzzled neck his hands played along the inside of my
thighs. Up to my knees then back down then up then down. Soon his hands
reached top of my thighs. Hands open. My bag feeling the top of his index
fingers as his thumbs touched each other against my groin. My hard-on was
pushed away from my body at its root.
    Then stillness.
    For a moment.
    The crackling of the fire. Grandpas even breathing.
    Then magic.
    The head of my cock became the center of the universe. Warmth as daddy
suckled gently on my knob. Then lower. Suckling me into that warm
maw. Tongue batting the stiffness. The only movement came from inside his
wondrous mouth. Hands tumbled my balls. I heard his body shift as I felt
his shoulders slide between my legs. His sucking never waivered.
    Hands lifted my thighs from underneath (his?) as my calves rested on
daddy's back. Now his head began a gentle bob. Suckling my cock. My hands
were lifted only to be carefully dropped in front of me as fingers found
daddy's thick wavy hair. I fingered through the silky fleece as he
devoured. My hands now moving up and down with each bob.
    "Does that feel good, Boo?"
    I murmured approval.
    "Yeah. It feels real good to have daddy suck your cock, doesn't it?"
    My sighed agreed.
    Then I was clasped to grandpa as he surfed his body down onto the floor
until I was laying on top of him. Then up again as he lifted his hips. His
shorts slid down passed my butt as it settled against a warm hard pole. His
cock stretched up out of my crack to the base of my spine.
    Daddy's tongue darted at my balls then was gone then back again.
    "Feels so good, doesn't it?" Grandpa sighed. "Daddy is taking care of
both of us now. He's licking my fat hairy nuts then your smooth perfect
balls. Feels so fucking good", grandpa moaned.
    Then the backs of my thighs were pushed up as grandpa took hold of my
knees pressing them into my chest. The tongue slickered down from my sac
into my valley. The tip of the tongue darting in short quick flicks over my
hole. Lips moved in as the tongue flattened out. Warm wet
massage. Slithering to and fro.
    All too soon coolness was replaced as the teasing tongue
disappeared. Gently grandpa turned to his side as I slid to the floor. My
eyes lazily opened to see the warm kind eyes and gentle smile of
grandpa. As he stroked my cheek daddy snuggled up on my free side. His hand
rubbing my stomach and chest.
    "Feel good?" Grandpas eyes crinkled as his smile broadened. "Our
wonderful boy". His lips kissed mine lightly. When he lifted his head his
gaze fell to daddy who gave me another gentle kiss.
    As daddy then met grandpas eyes daddy reached over pulling grandpa into
a kiss. It was a movie moment. Mouths opened. Tongues folded in and out
tumbling over each other. Heads tilted and turned back and forth as tongue
slid allowing droplets of spit to pool on my chest. As they parted both men
glanced down chuckling.
    Grandpa lapped up the spit before glancing in my direction. "And what
about a family kiss".
    My opened mouth was tongue assaulted. All three tongues danced together
as my mouth was rewarded with man drool. In and out of my mouth the bears
played with my flapping tongue.
    Grandpa parted first. "I think it's my turn for some head", he said as
he lumbered to his knees. His fat purple cock jutted from his grey hairy
crotch across my body.
    Daddy fondled my sex as his mouth swallowed the meat halfway
down. Keeping his head still his father rocked in and almost out of his
mouth. Daddy's sucking was slurpy to the ears as he groaned lowly. Grandpas
hands covered daddy's ears as he bucked in smooth steady motion.
    "That's it, son. Just the way daddy likes it".
    And so did daddy. Sucking, slurping, groaning he swallowed the
pistoning cock. In and out I stared in awe and admiration.
    As grandpa pulled free with a final squeegy slurp he looked down at
me. "What about you, Boo? Want to give this a go?"
    As I began to smile both men helped me to sit up, grandpa by pushing
the back of my head and daddy by grabbing my shoulder then levering down to
the middle of my back. And there before my eyes bounced a slickened
engorged cock.
    "Just concentrate on the cock-head. Don't worry about anything else".
    My mouth took the side of the knob. Half sucking half kissing I did my
best. My tongue snaked over the amazingly smooth silky plum. My lips grew
bolder. My fingers turned the cock as my head went for a frontal
attack. This was better. As big as it was I could easily suck the entire
head into my mouth.
    "That's it, my beauty. Suck grandpas fucking cock. So sweet". His
fingers toyed with my hair. "Son, you've gotta try this. Cocksucking is
definitely in the genes".
    As I sucked another firmer hand clasped the top of my skull. Turned in
the opposite direction my mouth was invaded by daddys' somewhat smaller but
still impressive treat. Sucking I noticed that his knob was rougher than
grandpas but equally as tastey.
    Then grandpas prick hungered for more as it slapped the side of my
mouth beckoning another turn of the head. I sucked enjoying once more the
silkiness of his knob and just as I was settling into a steady rythm I was
summoned back to daddys'. Some delicious slurps then back to grandpa. To
daddy. To grandpa. Daddy. Grandpa. When they became greedy at the same time
I leaned back.
    "Okay", grandpa chuckled. "Guess we were getting out of hand". He
settled back to the floor. Pulling me into a hug he rolled us - me on top,
him on his back. "Come here", he said as he lifted his knees causing my
body to move up and my knees to crawl up along his sides. He held my face
above his. "Cock tastes pretty good, doesn't it?"
    I sort of nodded, my eyes shining.
    "Yeah, I think so to". He gave me a quick kiss. Then he groaned
softly. "Ah, your daddy's giving his daddy a nice tongue fuck". Another
groan. "Man, that feels good. Your dad's a good cocksucker, too, isn't he?"
He smiled at my expression. "You know who else is a good cocksucker?"
    My mind suddenly raced. Did he mean me?
    "Grandpa, that's who".
    Oh. I smiled.
    "Do you want grandpa to suck on your little prick? Yeah, I thought you
might. Move up here" he said, patting the hair at the top of his chest.
    Holding my hips firmly he lowered my entire sex into his mouth. With
stunning expertise he managed to suck my prick as his tongue fondled my
balls. As he enjoyed his grandson the top of his thighs slid up my
back. Then he began to rock me in his hungry delicious mouth.
    Daddy appeared at my mock-biting my neck. He rocked with us. Both men
groaned and groweled. My cock and balls ravaged by desire. His. Mine. All
our bodies rocked. Daddys' shin rested on my shoulder as he began to grunt
in short determined bursts.
    Grandpa began to murmur some kind of agreement. Each affirmative in his
throat sent ripples of vibration through my cock.
    Daddy then grunted. Snorted. And let out a slow steady wailing
moan. For a few moments we rocked faster. Then slowed. Then stopped.
    Grandpa lifted me back. "Turn around and sit on grandpas face".
    As I felt his tongue prod my hole I looked down to see daddy crouched
between grandpas legs. He sucked furiously on grandpas
prick. Sucking. Slurping. Bobbing. With every bob an echo from grandpas
throat vibrated his tongue deeper into my hole.
    My hand began to jerk my prick. I kept pace with each bob of daddys'
head. Up and down; hand on prick, mouth on cock.
    Then faster.
    His head moving furiously.
    Grandpas tongue burrowing.
    My hand lightning.
    Bob. Fist. Tongue.
    Bob. Fist. Tongue.
    Then the tongue was gone. I was slid to his chin.
    "Ah, son. SON!", grandpa groaned. "Fucking take it. Swallow
daddy. Swallow. Fucking swallow!". He suddenly bellowed. His hips bucked
hard.
    Daddy held the cock in his mouth though he no longer sucked. I could
here him swallowing hard. Once. Twice. Again. And again.
    The he glanced up at me as my little balls let go.
    And for a moment - quiet. Except for the crackling of the pine. The
sighs of men. And my own.