Date: Wed, 11 Aug 2010 18:28:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Friedrich Craig <fitchboy@att.net>
Subject: Trained By The Best part 9

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                     Trained By The Best
                           Part 9


     All the way home my thoughts were racing.  It was a six
hour drive back there, and I didn't make the trip often.  I
usually just flew home for Christmas and made sure I was out
of there before New Year.  But there wasn't time to get a
flight, I needed to get there ASAP and talk to Roger.  I'd
tried calling him all day, but he wouldn't answer my calls
or return them, so I decided I'd just have to drive there
and find out what the hell was happening.
     Roger's voice mail saying, "Steve told us everything",
kept running through my head like a bad song you can't
shake.  All the images it brought to mind were worse, like a
horror movie playing in my head that I couldn't turn off.
Had Steve told them about Poker Nights?  He was never there
until my last one, but still, I was never sure of what the
little bastard knew, or didn't know, from the very
beginning.  Memories of Poker Nights kept running through my
head.
     My first poker night was a nightmare.  Even though
Steve Sr. had been fucking me and making me suck him off for
months I was not prepared for my first Poker Night.  I'd
figured out that I was going to get used and fucked by
Steve's poker buddies, but I wasn't expecting what we walked
in on that first night.  The game had already started when
Steve and I got there; I walked in with Steve to see a boy
on the floor in the middle of the room getting fucked by one
man while he sucked off another.  There were three other men
standing and sitting around, watching the action.  Nobody in
the room had any clothes on.  Steve explained that the boy
getting fucked was the poker game, and the men in the room
were the players.  One of the other men said it was this
games last night and that I was to be the new game on poker
nights because this one was going off to college.  Before
the night was over all of the men in the room, including
Steve, would be fucking me.  As the night wore on I found
out that on this, his last poker night and my first, the boy
getting fucked when I walked in would be allowed in on the
new game along with the men.
     The second surprise, after seeing how many of them
were there, was that I knew about half of them.  The boy
going off to college I knew from school.  We weren't exactly
friends, I was two years behind him in school, but we lived
in a small town with only one high school and it wasn't very
big, so you sort of knew everybody.  His name was Matt, and
he was valedictorian of his class.  He wasn't into sports,
we only had basketball and he was short, like me.  Seeing
him bare assed for the first time I could see that he was a
lot like me; He was short, thin and he looked a lot younger
than 18.  At 16, I could still pass for under 12, Matt
probably could too.
     As I looked around the room that first night I saw
three other faces I recognized.  The first was Matt's
father, the assistant principal at the high school.  He also
taught Boy's P.E. and coached the basketball team. Everybody
always figured he was disappointed Matt was such a little
guy and such a geek.  Coach was tall, he'd played basketball
in college, and he was built.  He was fucking Matt when we
walked in and I noticed now that he was a hairy dude, furry
all over, another big contrast to Matt.
     The next guy I recognized worked for my Dad and
Grandfather at the bank.  Grand Pop owned the bank in town,
he was president and Dad was vice president.  I didn't know
this guys name, but I had seen him at the bank a billion
times, he'd even been at Grand Pop's house for company
parties.  This was a whole different kind of party and he
looked at me as though he liked the idea of fucking the
bosses' boy.  He grabbed his cock, pointed it at me and
winked.
     The third face I recognized was a face everybody in
town knew.  Standing in front of Matt, getting his cock
sucked, was the assistant chief of police.  The town didn't
have a very big police force; maybe about a dozen, including
the meter maid and crossing guard.  Most everybody in town
knew them all by first name.  The assistant chief, though,
was famous, or infamous.  He'd been on the force the
longest; a local who'd joined the force right out of High
School.  After getting a college degree from the rinky dink
college one town over, he'd worked his way up through the
ranks (not far to go in this town) and everybody assumed
that he would be chief when the last one retired.  Then they
gave the job to somebody's nephew, a much younger guy with a
Master's Degree in Criminal Justice.  The guy was way
overqualified for this place.  Rumor had it he'd screwed up
somehow and couldn't get a job anywhere else so his uncle
made him our police chief.  The Assistant Chief told
everybody he was OK with it, but he didn't act like it.
After that he changed, became a real jerk, angry all the
time.  Right now he looked like he was angry with Matt the
way he was pounding his cock into Matt's face.
     Steve started to strip and told me to do the same. Once
we had both stripped and put our clothes in a pile on the
floor Steve went over to get in line behind the Assistant
Chief telling me to stay put and watch.  The man I knew from
the bank came over to me.  The guy looked me up and down,
turned me around and patted my ass, then turned me back to
face him.   He said, "Steve says he's got you well trained.
I'm next in Matt's ass, after his father breeds him.  Why
don't you fluff me so I'll be ready?"
     I didn't know what he meant so I just stood there.  He
smacked me then, and said, "Suck my cock bitch".  Steve
looked over and yelled at me, "you know what to do", so I
dropped to my knees and went down on the guys cock.
     For the next hour or so I was kept on my knees.  While
I was sucking on the bank cock, Matt's Dad came in his son's
ass and pulled out so the guy in front of me went over and
took his place.  Matt's Dad came over to me and presented
his softening cock saying, "clean me up".  I started sucking
the cum off his cock.  It didn't take long before he started
to get hard again and his cock worked its way into my
throat.  He started fucking my face then and told me I was a
good little cocksucker.  A few minutes later he stopped with
just the head of his cock in my mouth.  He put one hand
under my chin and tilted my head back enough that I could
look up into his face.  He said, "I can tell you want
Coaches seed real bad baby, and you'll get it, but not just
yet, Coach is saving his seed to breed your ass later."
Coach walked away and His cock was replaced by another one.
While they all took their last turns at Matt, they came to
me in between to either have their cocks sucked clean, get
them ready for their turn at Matt's Ass or both.
     Once every Man in the game had a turn at both of Matt's
holes, it was my turn to take Matt's place.  I was still on
me knees so Steve told me not to bother to get up; he said
to just crawl over to the middle of the room.  As soon as I
was in my place, there was a cock in front of my face and
one taking aim at my ass.  First in line up front was the
Assistant Chief, holding his cock up to my face with what
looked like a sneer on his face before he rammed it in and
straight down my throat.  First in place at the rear was the
bank man, who did the same thing; at least if felt like he
pushed his cock all the way through to my throat.  Both men
fucked like they wanted to punish me for something.  It felt
like they were trying to touch their cocks together inside
me.  Steve's training had not prepared me for this, and
there were four other men, plus Matt, waiting their turn.
     I lost all track of time.  It takes forever to get
fucked by six men, two times over, when they've all already
cum twice in another boy's holes.  Matt's Dad fucked me
three times.  He said he would only breed my ass and he
insisted on breeding me twice.  He took his turn fucking my
face, but he didn't cum; then he took a second turn at my
ass to dump his second load.
      When the men were all through with me, it was Matt's
turn.  Matt wanted me on my back so I was flipped on my back
on a foot stool.  Matt grabbed my ankles, looked me in the
eye and did his best to tear up my hole, but it was too late
for that.  I had been fucked for so long and had so much cum
in there I could barely feel it.
    When we got back to Steve's house he told me I could
sleep on the couch because he was all fucked out and didn't
need me in his bed.  He told me to go clean myself out
first, because he didn't want scum leaking out of my ass all
over the couch.  I went into the bathroom and did as I was
told then went out and crashed on the couch.
     When the little bastard came out to watch cartoons, it
was way too soon.  I made him suck me off and then sent him
back to bed.  When Steve got up it was the same as usual.  I
had some cereal with him in the kitchen.  When he heard we
were both up the little bastard came out to watch cartoons.
After we ate, Steve and I got dressed and he drove me home.
As I got out of the car Steve said, "Same thing next week".

                         <<<<<>>>>>

   Now I was pulling into the same drive way, almost five
years after the last time Steve dropped me off here.  I
reached for the garage door opener I no longer had and
realized I'd have to go in the front door.  I went around
front and let myself in, heading straight for my old room,
Roger's room now.  I rounded the corner and saw Roger on his
bed spooning our baby brother, beyond spooning.  The little
guy was curled up in fetal position and Roger was wrapped
around him with his chin on the top of the kids head, his
knees pulled up as far as they could be and his arms wrapped
around the little guy.  They were both bare assed.
     I retreated back up the stairs and called out, "I'm
home.  Anybody here?", then headed back down the stairs.
When I rounded the corner this time Baby Bro was awake and
straining his neck to look towards the stairs.  When he saw
me he just stared like a deer caught in headlights.  Roger,
on the other hand, was still fast asleep.  Roger was always
hard to wake up in the morning.  I grabbed Roger's shoulder
and told him to wake up, but he just rolled onto his back
and mumbled something that ended with, ". wake-up blow-job
Squirt."  I looked down to see Roger was sporting morning
wood and seemed to be pushing Baby Bro down towards it.
     Still looking panic stricken, Baby Bro's eyes went back
and forth from Roger's hard cock to my face.  The Little Guy
didn't resist Roger's hand pushing his head though.  When
his head was all the way down to Roger's abs, Baby Bro gave
me one last look, then opened his mouth and swallowed
Roger's cock. I was amazed the little guy took it all in one
gulp.  Roger just smiled and said, "Yeah, Squirt, that's
good".
    I couldn't believe my eyes.  My Baby Bro was sucking
our brother off like a pro, and seemed to be enjoying it.  I
watched, dumbfounded, while the little guy went down on
Roger's cock. He was taking it all the way into his throat
and bobbing up and down just an inch or so, working the head
in and out of his throat.  Then the little guy would come up
all the way to lick and suck on the head before sliding back
down for some more throat action.  The little guy got a hand
between Roger's legs and started working Roger's balls.
    I couldn't tell if Roger was still asleep.  He never
opened his eyes but kept mumbling encouragement.  When the
little guy started playing with Roger's balls Roger said,
"Good boy, Squirt.  Work my balls while you suck, You know
they've got what you want in them."
    I saw Roger's nuts start to tighten up and could tell
he was trying to fuck into Baby Bro's throat.  Roger started
to lift his ass off the bed, pushing his cock up into the
little guy.  Baby Bro didn't resist, it looked like he just
worked harder to get Roger to cum.  When Roger's nuts were
pulled up tight to the base of his cock he made one last
push and then went stiff, his back was arched and his ass
was up off the bed.  Baby Bro pulled up so that he had just
the head of Roger's cock in his mouth and stayed there.  I
watched Roger's cum pulse through his cock into the Little
Guy's mouth.  When Roger was through, he relaxed and dropped
back down to the bed.  Baby Bro let Roger's cock pop out of
his mouth, tilted his head up to look me in the eye and
swallowed Roger's load.
     I heard Roger say, "Squirt's a good little cock-sucker,
you should give it a try."  I turned and looked at Roger to
see that his eyes were open and he had a funny little smirk
on his face.  I started to ask, "What the fuck has been
going on here?"  But I stopped mid-sentence when I felt my
fly open up.  I looked down to see that Baby Bro had crawled
over Roger to the edge of the bed and was getting my hard
cock out of my pants.  I hadn't even noticed that watching
the Little Guy suck Roger off had gotten me hard, but
apparently Baby Bro had.  I continued to watch as Baby Bro
pulled my cock out and then swallowed it down all the way;
just like he'd swallowed Roger.
     "Feels good in there, doesn't it?"  Roger asked.  With
out waiting for an answer Roger went on to say, "Squirt's a
real cock & cum slut, can't get enough in either end, no
matter how much we pump in him."
     I heard him through a fog.  I was lost in the pleasure
of Baby Bro's mouth and throat.  The Little Guy was working
my cock just like I'd watched him work Roger's and it felt
even better than I'd imagined it would.  The little guy's
hands were busy the whole time he was working my cock with
his mouth.  Baby Boy got my belt open and pulled my pants
down below my ass then pulled off my cock just long enough
to get the waist band of my boxer brief's down below my
balls.  With that accomplished he dove back down on my cock
and grabbed my balls with both hands.
     Roger watched a while then moved around behind The
Little Guy.  I watched as Roger took a hold of his Cock,
hard again already, and aimed at Baby Bro's hole.  With one
good push Roger buried his cock in The little guy, held it
there, looked at me, smiled and said, "As good as it feels
in that end, you've got to tack a stab at this end, it's
even better".
     Roger started fucking into The Little Guy while the
incredible cock sucking continued.  I'd never expected Roger
and me to be sharing our Baby Bro, one cock in each hole.
It was as wonderful as it was unexpected, though, and I was
about to get off in the end I was using.  Roger seemed to
know that I was close and he started to encourage me.  Roger
told me he knew just how good it felt and how much I wanted
to unload.  When he started pounding into our little brother
harder than ever he yelled, "feed the little bitch while I
pump this end full."
     Roger buried his cock in The Little Guys ass and was
obviously shooting while Baby Bro went all the way down on
my cock, taking me into his throat, and squeezing my balls
tight in his hand.  That pushed me over the edge and I
started pumping straight into Baby Bro's belly, dumping a
load that had been building for at least a week.
     When I finished draining my balls into Baby Bro my
knees were weak and I had to sit down on the bed.  Roger
looked at me and said, "We've got the little slut well
trained, haven't we?"  Then Roger smacked Baby Bro on the
ass, got off the bed and headed out to the pool saying,
"Lets all have a swim and then get some breakfast, I'm
starving."  The little guy got up and followed.  I watched
them run out and jump in the pool and realized I was sitting
there with my pants down and my cock out, but still fully
dressed.  I pulled my shoes and socks off, stepped out of my
Jeans and briefs, peeled my shirt off and went out to join
them.
     The three of us just floated in the pool together for a
while and then Roger said, "I bet that really rocked your
world.  Turn's out Squirt is one hell of a cock-sucker, a
real natural talent.  It took a little more training to get
him to take it up the ass, but once you tap into it, you'll
never be able to get enough of it."
    Baby Bro piped up with, "Can we eat before Rob fucks
Me?  I didn't have anything all day yesterday and I'm
starved."
     Roger just laughed at that and said, "Me and Steve and
the guys fed you as much as we could Squirt, but I guess you
never did get any solid food in your belly."
     Laughing again, Roger climbed out of the pool and
headed for the shower door, followed closely by The Little
Guy, with me right behind.  We got into the shower and I saw
it was littered with used towels; we had to search for clean
towels and could only find two.  Roger handed one to me,
held on to the second and picked through the towels on the
floor to find one for Baby Bro.  While we all dried off I
asked what the hell had been going on and Roger said, "We
had a little pool party.  I'll tell you about it while we
eat."
     Roger headed out of the shower and, once again Baby Bro
and I followed all the way up to the kitchen.  Roger started
a pot of coffee, poured us all some juice and popped some
breakfast burritos in the micro wave.  While we drank our
juice and waited on the food & coffee, Roger started telling
me about the past two day's, starting with The little guy
coming home early Friday and catching Roger and Steve
watching some of our Dad's  Bi Porn.  He just kept on
talking while he pulled the burritos out of the micro and
passed them around.  By the time we'd finished eating and he
was pouring the two of us coffee he was telling me all about
the pool party last night and that he didn't get my voice
mail messages until just before He and Baby Bro went to
sleep.  Then he looked at me and said, "Nothing much more
happened `til you got here, except there was a message from
Dad.  He said he'd be home Tuesday.  That doesn't make
sense.  He and Mom are on a cruise, I don't know how they
can leave early, and he didn't mention Mom; He said I'll be
home, not we'll be home."