Date: Wed, 2 Dec 2009 20:02:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Jon T. <t_jon15@yahoo.com>
Subject: Who's Fucking My Boy - 3

This is a work of fiction - these characters exist only in
my fevered imagination. This story features sex between
adults and willing minors, both family and non-family
members. If you are not of an age to be reading X-rated
stories, please go elsewhere. If you wish to provide
feedback, you can contact me at t_jon15@yahoo.com. Thanks
to the guys who have already written. Finding out you're
actually being read is a thrill. An additional note: I do
not advocate for incest, sex with underage boys or girls,
or for unsafe sex. I personally find bare sex to be more
interesting, but I beg of you to use a condom if you are
having anal sex with an actual live person. AIDS is very
real and is not to be taken lightly.

You may find this chapter to be excessively wordy, but I
felt it was important to provide needed background. Be
patient, boys -- when the sex starts, it just keep rolling
along.


Who's Fucking My Boy -- Chapter 3

Perhaps it's time to provide some background information on
our hero Dr. Don Anderson. Who is this man who has set up a
thriving, successful medical practice entirely based around
his libido? Many men dream of such a thing, but Dr. Don has
actually achieved it.

He grew up in a small town outside Columbus, Ohio, the
youngest son of Archibald Anderson, a dairy farmer. His
parents had their four sons two years apart. Unfortunately,
his mother died while giving birth to young Don. This left
him in the care of his father and, in a scenario eerily
similar to what was happening now in the Johnson home, one
of his father's male cousins who started out working as a
hired hand on the farm but migrated into being the boys'
caretaker after the unfortunate death of their mother.

By the time Don was six years old, he was already an
accomplished cocksucker. A few weeks after his sixth
birthday, Cousin Brendan was introducing Don's oldest
brother, Gerald, to the joys of ass-fucking who had just
turned 12. In turn as they reached the magical age of 12,
Brendan similarly initiated each boy. Of course, the older
brothers joyfully took to fucking the younger ones, but
only when Brendan said it was OK. This was a family of
riotously red-headed, big-dicked, uncut boys, all
completely focused on cock and ass.  It didn't take long
for their father to figure out what was going on. He had to
think it over, but after giving it careful consideration,
he enthusiastically joined in. He loved having Brendan and
the boys pull a train on him at least once a week.

Don grew up in this environment excelling in school and at
sports and also learning all there was to know about man-
to-man sex at home. He was very careful who he brought into
his sexual circle outside of the home. He became a master
at determining who would be open to gay sex and who he
should leave completely alone. This skill would serve him
very well as he progressed into adulthood and began
planning his career.

It's a wonder any of them ever got around to getting
married, but in time they all did. Gerald became a real
estate agent and had a beautiful wife and four children.
Darryl was a stockbroker and had a wife and three children.
Robert became his father's partner in the family business
and had a wife and two children. These three brothers
continued to live within fifty miles of one another in the
Columbus area.

They were devoted and attentive to their families, but at
least once a year, they took off together for a fishing
trip on the upper peninsula of Michigan. If you were to
look closely, you might notice that the windows of the
cabin they rented each time were all steamed up on a
regular basis. That could be from taking a lot of showers,
or from cooking the fish they caught in abundance on the
first day each trip. They fished the first and last days of
their trip, the first to have fresh fish to enjoy while
there, and the last to have fish to take home so their
wives wouldn't get suspicious. On that last day, if fish
weren't biting, they would buy some from a nearby shop.

Most likely, though, it came from an inordinate amount of
cock-sucking and ass-fucking -- hot steamy brotherly sex
that would dominate most of their trips each and every
time. Occasionally they would invite their father and
cousin Brendan to come along, but the number three seemed
just right most years. They gave up on inviting Don when he
begged off each time, expressing a lack of interest in
fishing. If they had brought along their sons at any point,
he probably would have jumped at the chance. But they never
did.

Don outdid them all in the procreation department. When the
time was right -- his second year of medical school at age
23 - he married Meredith and proceeded to have six children
with her including two sets of twins. The next ten years
were exciting ones in which he graduated from school and
set about to open and build his pediatric practice in west
Cleveland, Ohio, while popping out babies. First they had a
boy, Darren. Then came female identical twins, Megan and
Mallory, and then male fraternal twins, Damien and Donovan.
The youngest was a darling little girl named Melinda.
Again, each joyous occasion was two years apart.

There came a day when he and Meredith had to acknowledge
that they were growing apart. She was exhausted from all
the child-bearing and child-rearing and wanted to be able
to separate herself from it, at least somewhat, and pursue
her own career as a teacher. It was also problematic that
Don was insatiable. She was one who didn't see much point
in sex after the children were conceived and delivered.
Their bedroom became a battleground as Don became more
demanding and Meredith more resistant.

As Darren was reaching his 9th birthday, Don and Meredith
reached an amicable decision to divorce. Meredith got
custody of the girls while Don took the boys. He was very
agreeable over almost everything, but he was adamant about
this. Meredith was to take the girls and he would take the
boys. It figured into his plans quite nicely when Meredith
took a teaching position in North Carolina and took the
girls with her. He had never consciously intended to lose
his wife and the girls, whom he adored, but it certainly
worked out that way.

Don saw to it that Meredith and the girls stayed in
Raleigh. Meredith had no family ties in Ohio, so there was
no real reason to come to Cleveland as long as she got to
see the boys two or three times a year. During spring break
each year, Don and the boys would head south for a week-
long visit. Then, in August before school started, he would
send them for two more weeks with their mother. When
Meredith met a nice chemistry teacher a few years later and
re-married, Don stopped his visits and also, happily, was
able to end his alimony payments. But he still sent the
boys twice a year. He didn't object when Meredith's new
husband adopted the girls as his own. Everyone seemed fine
with these developments and to never question why Don was
so secretive about his practice and the home he was
building on a large lot near the lake in Rocky River.

One more bit of information, and then we can get on with
our story. Don's practice was all about boys. He set
himself up as being an authority on growing boys and indeed
had geared his education towards that, so it was not an
empty claim. There was a female pediatrician in his
building with whom he had close working relationship, so
families didn't protest when he did not accept female
patients but referred them to the lady down the hall. It
seemed to make sense to everyone concerned.

So each day, Don spent his time, from morning to night,
working with boys, boys, boys. He dearly loved all of them
and firmly believed his methods were truly beneficial to
them. His practice grew exponentially, largely by word of
mouth as fathers expressed to other fathers their extreme
satisfaction with this unusual but very efficient
pediatrician located in the West Park section of Cleveland.

Of course, what Don was doing, year by year, besides seeing
to their health needs, was educating a whole group of boys,
often with the knowledge and cooperation of their fathers,
in the ways of male-on-male sex. We will learn, as we
proceed, just how he went about that noble task.

*********

That Saturday morning, Andrew awoke enveloped in the arms
of a sturdy yet very cuddly young man. It took him a moment
to get his bearings, and then he remembered that Mike was
sleeping with him. That actually was not that common of an
occurrence. He made it a practice not to sleep with the
boys in order to avoid any possibility that Mark might
notice it and wonder what was going on.

That morning, he took note of Mike's morning wood. They had
moved very little during the night, so Mike's cock was
still pressed up against Andrew's ass. After determining
that he had time for a quick fuck -- it was 7:15 AM - it
took just a bit of maneuvering on Andrew's part for him to
capture the tip of Mike's cock with his asshole and to push
back on it until it was completely imbedded in his hole.
Mike was still sound asleep, so Andrew set about to fuck
himself on Mike's delightful cock. He moved back and forth
for a few minutes and then heard Mike groan. Mike awoke
with a start and said, "WhatÉ.  Oh, it's you!"

"Yes, it's me, taking advantage of a poor helpless boy!"

"I'll show you who's poor and helpless!" With that, Mike
pushed Andrew over onto his stomach and climbed on top on
his second cousin. From there, he proceeded to pound
Andrew's ass. Andrew got his knees under him and rose up.
Mike went with him, getting onto his feet. This gave him
maximum leverage, enabling him to really drill Andrew,
giving him thrill after thrill.

"Fuck me, stud!"

"I am! I am!" Michael sped up his thrusts until his ass was
almost a blur. The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the
air, as did Andrew's groans and Michael's grunts.

"Fuck! Fuck! I love it!" Andrew reached for his cock and
began wildly jacking it. This passionate coupling couldn't
last forever, and it didn't. Andrew was positioned so the
top of his head was in his pillow. He was somewhat startled
but delighted when his load plastered him in the face. He
licked furiously, getting as much as he could into his
mouth.

Andrew's cumming and bearing down on Michael's cock was
enough to send him over the edge. Michael was known for his
quantity of cum and didn't disappoint this time. He shot
what seemed like buckets deep into Andrew's guts.

After he had a moment or two to recover, Michael fell back
on his knees and began to furiously lick Andrew's asshole
which was still sticking into the air. Andrew was still
getting every bit of his own cum that he could, but he knew
what Michael wanted. He began to push gently, and Mike's
recently deposited load, plus perhaps some from the night
before, began to emerge. Mike passionately licked and
slurped, moaning and groaning. After a couple of minutes of
it, he fell over onto his side beside Andrew. Andrew rolled
over to where he was facing Mike. They proceeded to kiss.
Then Andrew was able to lick some of the mess off Michael's
face, and Michael returned the favor for Andrew. After
that, they kissed again passionately, tongues dueling for
supremacy.

Andrew pulled back and looked at Mike's beaming face. "Wow
-- what a way to start the day!"

"You can say that again!"

"How about we hit the shower?"

"Good idea!"

They jumped off the bed. Andrew was a bit shocked at what a
mess his bed was.  "I guess I'll be doing some laundry
today."

"Looks like." Mike grabbed Andrew's hand and pulled him
toward the door. They stepped out into the hallway. They
could hear the TV going with the sound of Saturday morning
cartoons. "Jamie's up."

Andrew dropped Mike's hand and started toward the den. "You
go ahead and get started. I'll be right with you."

He stuck his head around the corner and called to Jamie.
"You doing OK, sweetie?"

Jamie was sprawled on the sectional still naked. He looked
around at Andrew. "Yeah. You and Mike were fucking, weren't
you."

"Yeah, we were," Andrew answered honestly. He didn't want
to have a discussion about it, so he went on to say, "Give
me a few minutes and then we'll get some breakfast
together."

"OK."

Andrew turned back toward the hallway. Just as he was
approaching the bathroom that they all shared, David
stepped out of his room. He, too, was naked and was
experiencing the morning wood syndrome. David stepped into
the bathroom ahead of Andrew. Andrew spoke up: "Are you
going to be able to pee with it that hard?"

"Probably not. What the fuck do you care?"

Andrew was stung. "I care a lot. You want to come into the
shower with me and Michael? I can take care of that for
you."

"You're on!"

The shower was a large walk-in with ample room for three
people. Andrew and David crowded in beside Michael. Without
another word, David pushed Andrew up against the wall of
the shower. Andrew barely had time to stick his rump out
when David jammed his cock up Andrew's butt. Michael had
been rinsing soap off his face when they stepped in. Now he
grabbed David's shoulder and said, "Take it easy!"

David glared at Michael. "Fuck off! You already got yours!
The whole neighborhood could hear you!"

Andrew murmured, "It's OK, Mike."  With that, David
proceeded to fuck Andrew vigorously. He was primed to blow,
and just a minute later, he did just that. After pumping
his load into Andrew, he stepped back and shocked both of
them by proceeding to piss all over Andrew's ass and legs.

Mike was furious. "You little bastard!" He pulled David
away from Andrew. Unfortunately, David wasn't finished
peeing. Quite a bit of it flew onto Michael. "I'm gonna
beat you into the ground!" And Mike, who was several inches
taller and much stronger than David, could have done it.
Andrew stepped between them.

"Guys. No. No one's beating anyone. Let's get showered and
then have breakfast, OK?

Michael glared at David and stepped out of the shower,
shutting the door behind him. He grabbed a towel and was
drying himself as he crossed the hall into his room. He
slammed the door to his room hard enough that the walls
shook.

Andrew stood there shaking his head at David. "Spreading
joy and happiness wherever you go, aren't you."

"Shut up, fucker!"

"No, I won't, David. I need to know what's going on here.
Why are you suddenly so angry at everything and everyone?"

David made a visible effort to get a grip on himself. "I'll
tell you when I'm ready."

Andrew responded, "Everyone in this house loves you, got
it?"

David scowled but nodded. With that, they both turned to
the showerhead and quickly finished up their showers.
Andrew washed David's back and buttocks, and David returned
the favor. They both carefully soaped washed their
genitals. Andrew pulled his foreskin back and cleaned under
it, which reminded David to do the same.  After shampooing
their hair and rinsing, they were done.  They stepped out
into the large bathroom and picked up large, soft bath
towels. They dried themselves and then each other. They
threw the towels into a hamper and started to leave the
room.

Before he could step into the hallway, David surprised
Andrew by pulling him into a hug. "Thanks for letting me
fuck you just now. And I'm sorry I'm such a fuck-up."

"You're welcome. And you're not a fuck-up. But we've got to
figure out what's happening. This can't go on."

"I know."

David surprised Andrew again by kissing him gently. They
then stepped out into the hall and went to their respective
rooms. Mike, David, and Andrew emerged a few minutes later
wearing sweat pants and tank tops. They went to the kitchen
where Jamie joined them. No comment was made about Jamie's
nudity -- he went that way all the time when his father
wasn't around and occasionally even when his father was
there.

"I'm making pancakes, guys. Jamie, could I ask you to
unload the dishwasher for me?"

"Sure." Jamie loved to do chores of that sort. He ran and
opened the machine and pulled out the top tray. "Wow,
there's a lot of stuff!"

David stood up and said, "I'll help."

"No, I wanna do it!"

Andrew said, "The quicker it gets done, the quicker we can
eat."

 Jamie relented. "OK. I'll hand you stuff and you put it
up." David and Jamie proceeded to make quick work of the
full-to-capacity dishwasher.

An hour later, they were sitting around the dining room
table, stuffed with orange juice and Andrew's delicious
pancakes. Jamie patted his stomach. "That was great,
Andrew!"

Michael added, "You're spoiling us. Meatloaf last night,
and pancakes this morning."

Andrew smiled at the boys. "Glad you enjoyed it. What's on
the agenda for today? You guys want to go to Dr. Don's this
afternoon?"

"Yeah!" Jamie cheered. "I wanna get fucked, a lot!"

David and Michael rolled their eyes. Michael said, "I think
Spence and I are going to see a movie, but maybe I'll drop
by afterwards."

Andrew responded, "That would be great if you could. I'll
have to leave early, and Jamie and David will have to leave
with me if you can't."

"Why do you have to leave early?"

"I've got that wedding reception in the evening. I need to
clean up and be on my way by 5:30."

David was quiet and then said, "I have a soccer game to go
to." Immediately there was tension in the air.

Andrew said evenly, "David, I know you're no longer on the
team."

"Who told you?"

Michael spoke up. "I did. I heard about it at school
yesterday."

"And you just couldn't wait to tell everyone, right?" David
slammed his fist down on the tabletop. Jamie jumped and
looked frightened.

Andrew reached over and put his hand over David's. "Enough
of that!"

Michael taunted him, "So why didn't you tell Andrew
yourself?"

"Why should I? He's not my dad. There's nothing he can do
anyway."

Andrew thought this might be an opening. "You know, David,
I am first and foremost your friend. You can always talk to
me."

David jerked his hand away and glared at Andrew. "A lot of
good that does. Doesn't fix anything!"

Andrew asked, "What is it that needs fixing? What is so
terribly wrong?"

"Aren't any of you paying attention? Mom and Dad are gone!
It's like we don't matter any more!"

Michael and Andrew looked at each other.  Andrew turned
back to David. "You matter to them. They're just very busy
people. Your father is doing everything he can to provide
for you. Your mom is doing good things for a lot of
people."

"I need them! And they're not here!" David burst into
tears.

Michael really wasn't buying it. "OK, so it's rough right
now. That doesn't mean you can turn into a shithead and
start pissing on people!"

Andrew shook his head at Michael. "David, is there anything
we can do to get you back on the soccer team?"

David was wiping his eyes. "I'm just suspended for one game
and from practice until Wednesday. If it happens again, I'm
off the team. But I don't even really know what I did
wrong!"

"Would it help if your father were to talk to the coach
when he gets back?"

"Oh yeah. Coach won't let me back on the team until he
hears from dad. I don't know if I want to play any more.
Too many dumb rules!"

"There are dumb rules everywhere, son. It's a fact of
life."

David shook his head. "Whatever. Yeah, I'll go to Dr.
Don's. Not sure I want to fuck -- maybe I'll just play Wii."

Andrew was relieved and amused at the same time. "That
would be fine, David. You'll be fucking like a pro before
you know it. Jamie, you still need to get cleaned up. You
want me to help?"

"Yeah!"

"Could you guys clear things up and run the dishwasher for
me? A grubby little boy needs my attention!"

Michael and David stood and started gathering dishes.
Andrew felt some important progress had been made with
David. It would be interesting to see what the rest of the
day will reveal. "Come here, squirt." He and Jamie stood at
the same time. Before Jamie could move, Andrew grabbed him
and gave him a Dutch rub. Jamie squealed and giggled as
Andrew pulled him in the direction of the bathroom. During
his shower, which he took with Andrew in the shower with
him, he kept trying to impale himself on Andrew's cock.
Andrew kept his distance, knowing Jamie would be getting
almost more than he could handle in just a few hours.

************

At 2:00, everyone was ready to climb into Andrew's spiffy
new cherry red Ford Fusion which Andrew had purchased with
an inheritance from a recently deceased uncle. Mike had
gotten a call from Spencer begging off from seeing the
movie. They changed their plans to the following afternoon.
As a peace offering, Mike had already asked David if he
would like to join them. Mike would follow them to Dr.
Don's in his own car, a worn 10-year-old Ford Escort, so he
could bring David and Jamie home afterwards.

Andrew had made sure that he and the others had thoroughly
cleaned themselves out with what he called the enema wand.
He also made sure that all homework was completed. That was
a hard and fast rule -- no fun at Dr. Don's until schoolwork
was done. All three Johnson boys were good students. It was
usually not an issue.

The sexual tension and sense of anticipation in Andrew's
car was palpable. Despite the cloud of gloom that seemed to
be hanging over David, he was smiling. He and Andrew high-
fived as they put on their seat belts. Jamie couldn't sit
still. The minute they pulled away from the house, his
shorts were off and he was fingering his hole. In the back
seat, he laid back and threw his legs back with his feet in
the air. When Andrew looked around, he had two fingers in
his ass and was angling for a third.

"Jamie, put your shorts and your seatbelt on!"

"I don't wanna! I wanna get fucked!"

"That will happen soon enough. If a cop sees your feet in
the air, I'll get stopped for sure. That's one ticket I can
do without, not to mention having to explain how it is I
have a half-naked boy in my car! Do it!"

Grumbling, Jamie pulled his shorts back on and buckled up.
He was just tall enough to avoid having to sit in a
carseat, but he knew everyone had to wear a seatbelt.

Before they knew it, they were pulling into the circular
drive in front of Dr. Anderson's home. It was set well off
the street. The casual passer-by would have been surprised
to see just how large and expansive the Anderson villa was.
Trees and carefully planned landscaping went a long way in
providing cover, helping him to stick by his resolve not to
attract attention. Michael pulled in right behind them.
They parked and hopped out, hurrying to the side entrance
that everyone used on these special afternoons.

This was going to be a busy afternoon at the good doctor's.
There were at least 20 cars parked in the driveway or on a
nearby lawn. Andrew and his young charges couldn't wait.
They hurried to the entrance and rang the doorbell. They
weren't surprised when Ruth, the doctor's nurse during the
week, answered the door and let them in. She was dressed in
a slinky red dress and stiletto heels. During the week in
her nurse drag, it was not apparent just what a striking
woman she was.  When she was available, Dr. Don always had
her at his playdays to add flavor to the day and in case
her skills as a nurse were needed. It was also entirely
possible she would come in for a few good fucks. More than
one boy had lost his hetero virginity to her, and there
were adult participants who also might want one of her
deluxe blowjobs or to give her a good fucking.

Just inside the entrance, to the right, was an undressing
room with lockers and showers. Andrew and the boys ducked
in there and began stripping. In moments, they were naked.
They stashed their clothes in adjacent lockers. Ruth took
their wallets and keys and put them in a basket with a
number on it, taking it away. She would produce it for them
as they left later that day. Andrew grabbed a bottle of
lube that was sitting on a nearby table. He turned to his
cousins. "Bottoms up, my dears." The three brothers
dutifully lined up next to the table and stuck out their
bottoms. Andrew knelt behind them and took his time in
lubing up their assholes. He made sure he was thorough by
sticking a couple of fingers into each. It was entirely
possible Mike and David would go the entire afternoon
without being fucked, but one could never be sure. Jamie
and Andrew were another case entirely, of course. "OK,
you're good to go!"

Jamie piped up: "Let me do you!" Michael and David headed
out onto the main floor of the playroom. The sexual
excitement had taken them over. They were both sporting
throbbing erections.

"Go for it!" Andrew stood and Jamie got on his knees with
his face almost in Andrew's ass. Before applying the
slippery liquid, he took a moment to give Andrew's hole a
couple of quick swipes with his tongue. "I'll let you eat
me out after I've got a couple of loads in there. Lube me
up!" Jamie stuck the bottle top into Andrew's hole and
squeezed. He captured liquid that was flowing down Andrew's
inner thighs and made sure it went where it was supposed to
go. "Good job!" Andrew and Jamie wiped their fingers on
paper towels and went onto the floor.

They paused in the middle of the floor and took in the
scene around them. The festivities had just begun. Naked
men and boys were milling about, greeting one another with
kisses, hugs, and handshakes. On a side table were bowls of
Viagra and Cialis. These were off-limits for the boys, but
the men each took at least one. They didn't want to be
limited to one, maybe two orgasms, but wanted to be good to
go for the entire afternoon and evening.

The men were a mixture of fathers and former patients of
Dr. Don's. Don had been hosting these parties for quite a
few years. He had an extensive e-mail list. Because space
was limited, he would invite former patients to two or
three of them a year on a rotation basis. He was aware that
they hosted parties of their own for each other. Most of
them were married though a notable few were not.

The key to Dr. Don's success and his ability to operate
relatively openly was the degree and extent to which these
men permeated all walks of life in the community in which
Dr. Don's practice was located. There were policemen,
judges, clergy, respected businessmen, and politicians who
were among Don's former patients and the fathers of current
patients. Whether they were true believers in his methods
or saw through him but enjoyed the sexual favors he
bestowed upon them, they zealously protected him from any
possible legal repercussions. They helped him also by
protecting and taking care of the boys involved, making
sure they were not used excessively or injured in any way.
They were gentlemen of integrity and restraint, especially
when it came to their children and to the children of
others. That Dr. Don had been able to do this for years
seemed highly unlikely and a fantasy gone berserk, but
that's how it had been and how it was likely to remain.

The purported reason for these playdays was that Dr. Don
believed all males needed to clear out the pipes at least
once a month. The idea was to have a day in which the men
and boys had multiple orgasms, cleansing the testicles and
other parts of the male productive system. A key part of
that was getting fucked so that the prostate was massaged
and stimulated and the anal passages widened and plumbed.

Another part of the male that needed massaging was his
self-esteem. Don absolutely insisted that people be polite
to one another at his parties. Boys had the right to say no
but were encouraged to yield to their elders. If a man
didn't want to have sex with another guest, he was to be
nice about it. There was enough variety, and also a few
real sluts in each group, that every man would be able to
get his rocks off multiple times. He was aware, for the
most part, of relationships that existed among his guests
and what types each man preferred. A good time was almost
guaranteed for all. One stipulation was that all sex was to
take place in the open. Ruth and Dr. Don made sure no one
was being abused or forced to do things against his will.

Around the room, which would have been a ballroom if it had
been in a hotel, were alcoves and corners in which
different activities were taking place. In the front area
which was brightly lit, there were multiple TVs serving
different functions. Each one had two or more sofas ranged
in front of it. One showed whatever prime sports event that
might be occurring that day. One showed the latest and
hottest gay porn. One was for playing Wii, which was wildly
popular with the kids. One was for other types of gaming.
And one was set on HBO. Another was set on VH1.  Another
was connected to a BlueRay DVD player with a stack of the
most current DVDs nearby. There was a long table loaded
with pizza, cookies and other snacks, bottled water, and
soft drinks. No alcohol was allowed on the premises. Ruth
supervised this area with the help of one of her grown
sons, making sure nothing ran out. A lot of connections
were made around the snack table and at the various TV
stations.

But the primary focus of the day was sex with another
person or multiple persons. On the back wall, several
slings hung from the ceiling. To get to them, one had to
walk through a maze made up of elaborate wooden
constructions of carpeted platforms at different levels.
The platforms would have done a Titan movie set proud.
Along the walls on either side of this area were thin
mattresses, a few set up as beds, but most on the floor.
The lighting in this back section of the room was darker
and more subdued. Bottles of lube, rolls of paper towels,
and all sorts of toys were on a shelving unit in the corner
of the room next to the slings.

While the sexual focus was mostly in the back part of the
room, sex could take place anywhere. The sofas were all
leather or upholstered with other easily cleaned materials.
It wasn't unusual for three or four boys to be playing Wii.
One would be taking his turn with the game while the other
three would be working each other over, fucking and
sucking. When the boy completed his turn, the next player
would take his while the other boy would seamlessly join in
the sex play.

Two men might be fucking each other's lights out on the
sofa while the Cavaliers played the Mavericks on the TV
screen.

Ruth's son Abraham would watch the snack table, leaning
against a nearby wall with an eager 14-year-old on his
knees going down on his big black cock. If Abe wasn't
otherwise occupied, Ruth might walk over, bend over, pull
up her skirt, and guide Abe's cock to her well-used cunt.
And so it went.

Andrew took Jamie's hand and led him to the back wall. He
carefully climbed onto one of the slings, put his feet into
the stirrups, and then he helped Jamie climb up. Jamie laid
on Andrew's chest, his butt hole nuzzling Andrew's stiff
cock. They kissed passionately for a few moments, and then
Jamie backed up to where he could guide Andrew's cock into
his hole. This was one of their favorite things to do at
playday. They loved to fuck, and the sight of Andrew's cock
sliding in and out of Jamie's hole was sure to attract lots
of attention. Sure enough, a small crowd started to gather.
Andrew reached down and spread his hole open, indicating he
was open to all comers. He was one of those available sluts
I mentioned earlier.

The first person to step up was Darren, Dr. Don's beloved
eldest son. He was two inches taller than his dad, a
budding body builder. At 17, he already had his dad's hairy
chest and had his dad beat by a couple of inches in the
cock department as well. He reached for a bottle of lube,
slicked up his 9-incher, and slid it into Andrew's
welcoming hole. Andrew groaned. He was in his element -- his
cock up his favorite boyhole, and another favorite cock
deep in his own hole.

"Fuck me, boy!"

"Yeah!" grunted Darren. Jamie moved to where his knees were
on either side of Andrew's narrow hips braced on the
leather that supported Andrew's butt. Darren's fucking
provided all the motion needed to drive Andrew's cock in
and out of his ass. The three of them presented quite a
picture. All three were ecstatic. The men and boys watching
drew closer. One of them, a black Lakewood police officer,
played with Darren's butt, felt up his swinging balls, and
then plunged two fingers into Darren's ass. This was
Darren's first fuck of the day, and this was enough to push
him over the edge. He screamed his pleasure as he popped a
huge load into Andrew's ass. It took several seconds for
his orgasm to run its course. When it was finally done and
his cock began to recede, he pulled out and moved around to
the side of the sling where he could kiss both Andrew and
Jamie. "Thanks, Andrew! That was hot!"

"Glad you enjoyed it, Darren! See you around!"

Darren grabbed an available paper towel and cleaned his
cock as he walked towards the snack table, looking to
hydrate and get ready for his next round. Meanwhile, the
aforementioned policeman, a hairy muscular dude named
Marcus, the father of a 13-year-old who was being
entertained elsewhere, stepped up and drilled Andrew with
his thick 8-incher. Slick cum was flowing from Andrew's
hole, so lube wasn't necessary. Andrew had come so many
times over the past day or so that he had a ways to go
before he unloaded into Jamie. Jamie was in no way ready
for his fuck with Andrew to be over. He leaned forward and
began licking Andrew's left nipple. His wild ride continued
as Marcus fucked the bejabbers out of Andrew.

When Michael and David had walked in, they had looked
around at what was going on around the room. They waved at
several friends and acquaintances. Michael took David's
hand. "We need to talk. Come with me."

They walked together to one of the beds that was set up and
stretched out. Michael leaned over and took David into his
arms. "I'm sorry things are so crappy for you right now."
He kissed David gently.

"Thanks, bro. Things are going to work out, I know. I'm
feeling really bad about the way I've treated Andrew. He
really is a great guy."

"I'm glad to hear you say that. He really is. Just so
caring and so easy-going. And hot!"

"Yes, he is that. We're lucky to have his hot ass under our
roof!"

"You got that right!" Michael glanced over to where the
crowd was cheering Darren on. "Look at him go! I wonder if
he'll make it to the reception."

"He'd better. We need to make sure he doesn't leave here
too late."

"He's got a couple of hours yet. C'mere, bro." Michael
kissed his brother with love and passion. They had been
lovers since Mike was 13 and David was 11. His tongue
entered David's mouth. They kissed for a full minute. Right
about then, Darren, who had finished his fucking of Andrew,
passed by their bed. He smacked Michael on the rear.

"You gonna fuck him?"

Michael rolled onto his back and performed a fist bump with
Darren. "I dunno. What do you think, David?"

"It's been a while since anyone fucked me, but yeah, I'd
like that." David leaned over and planted a kiss on his
brother's lips.

"Go for it!" Darren gave Mike's cock a squeeze and moved
on.  Mike hopped off the bed and ran over to the shelves
with the lube and toys. He grabbed a bottle of lube and, as
an afterthought, one of the medium-sized dildos.

He hurried back to the bed. "How about we start with this
and work our way up to this," he said, pointing to his cock
which was an inch longer and visibly thicker than the toy.
David responded by rolling onto his side, away from Mike,
and lifting his leg. Mike proceeded to carefully lube
David's cute hole. He inserted first one finger and then
another. Then he lubed the dildo, and put it at the
opening. "Push back when you're ready."

David applied pressure until the dildo's head popped
through his outer ring. "Ow! Wow, it really has been a
while!"

"Take your time. We got all afternoon." Michael held the
dildo in place. David took a deep breath and pushed back
until the entire thing was embedded in his hole. "That's
hot! It's gonna look even hotter when I stick my dick in
there!"

"Fuck me with it, Mike." David was still in some apparent
pain. Mike gently drew the toy almost all the way out and
back in. "Put some more lube on it." Mike pulled it out and
did what David requested. He put it back into David's
asshole which was beginning to loosen up and relax. David
took over with the dildo while Mike began to lube up his
throbbing cock. David was pulling and pushing the toy with
increasing speed. "OK. I think I'm ready."

Mike was delighted. He took the rubber penis and dropped
the rubber penis on the floor by the bed. "Get on your
knees so I can really plough you."

David followed instructions while smirking at Mike. "You're
so romantic!"

Mike slapped David's ass in response and moved into
position. Right at that moment, they became aware of
someone standing next to the bed. It was their host, Dr.
Don himself.

"That's what I like to see -- brother love!" Don leaned over
and gave both boys an affectionate kiss.

"Hi!" both boys cried out. They hadn't seen him up to that
point and wondered where he had come from. Their eyes were
immediately drawn to Don's cock, which was throbbing with
each heartbeat and bubbling with precum. He was in a
constant state of excitement at all his parties. Don
noticed their attention and climbed onto the bed on his
knees so they could get a closer look. He offered it to
David first. David licked the head and then took it into
his mouth, tonguing the ample foreskin. Mike leaned over
and started licking Don's heavy balls. After a moment or
two of this, they traded.

Don groaned. "You boys are good!"

"You were a good teacher!" Mike responded.

Don pulled back and climbed off the bed, to Mike and
David's disappointment. "If you're hanging out for the day,
I'll be sure to catch you later! Carry on!" He turned and
hurried over to another bed where it appeared a father and
son were waiting for him.

Mike moved back into position behind his brother and
pressed his cock against David's hole. Again, he encouraged
David to take it in, which David did with a loud groan.
From there, Mike was in control. He started slow and picked
up speed until he was fucking his brother forcefully. David
had his face buried in a pillow and grunted with each
stroke.

"You OK, bro?

"Yeah. Do it!"

"Just a minute." Mike flipped David onto his back and
lifted his legs onto his shoulders. "I want to look you in
the eye while I do this." He re-inserted himself and
proceeded to fuck David silly. Since he had cum twice in
the previous 24 hours, he could hold out for a while. David
wrapped his legs around Mike's waist and held on for dear
life. Mike continued to pound his brother mercilessly. They
were looking into each other's eyes as they fucked.

Mike felt himself drawing near. He leaned over and began to
passionately kiss David. With two or three more thrusts, he
pulled out and, without touching himself, blew a huge load
all over David. It was so forceful that some of it actually
splattered onto the wall behind the bed. He fell on top of
his brother and they kissed some more. They were surprised
when they heard some applause. They looked around to see
several men and boys smiling at them. After all, it wasn't
every day you got to see two beautiful brothers make
passionate love. Mike rolled over on his back beside David,
and they both smiled back.

Among the onlookers were Don's other two sons, Damien and
Donovan. They were 13, and tall for their ages. They
appeared to be identical, but Damien was noticeably taller,
an indication that they were fraternal twins. They were
redheads like their dad and were beginning to mature with
armpit hair and sparse but vibrantly red pubic bushes.
Standing up from their crotches were identical moderately
thick 5-inch uncut cocks.

They climbed onto the bed. After they had each kissed both
David and Mike, Damien spoke up. "That was really hot!"

"Yeah! We loved it!" added Donovan. David and Mike enjoyed
the praise but were mildly embarrassed. David was a year
older and a year ahead of the twins in school, but he
seemed much more mature.

As the other onlookers moved on, Damien spoke up again. "Um
-- we're learning how to fuck."

Mike chuckled. "Well, good for you!" He reached over and
cupped Damien's balls and stroked his cock once. Damien
thrust his hips toward Mike, enjoying the attention.

Donovan cleared his throat and looked at David. "We would
love it if we could fuck you."

"WhatÉ I dunno, boys. Michael really pounded me."

"We want to do it at the same time. Double-fuck you."

"You've got to be kidding!"

"Please? Pretty please? We'll be gentle!"

David was surprised he was even considering the idea.
Michael spoke up. "C'mon, bro! This I gotta see!"

David reached down and cautiously fingered his hole. He was
thoroughly lubed up, and he knew he wasn't done for the
afternoon. Until today, it had been a year since he had
been fucked last, but now he wanted more.

"If I do it, can I fuck both of you?"

"Absolutely!" Damien was thrilled. He'd always had a crush
on David, and to be fucked by him would be outta sight!

"You bet! Me first!" Donovan, though shorter, was the older
of the two by five minutes.

"OK, you're on!"

Mike shook his head. "I can't believe this!"

"Believe it, bro. I'm here to have fun!"

"You won't be able to walk in the morning!"

"Then I'll stay in bed. Come on, boys, let's fuck!"