Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2009 10:12:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: T Claybourn <silkystetson@yahoo.com>
Subject: You want me to do what chapter 8

Chad and Ryan
Chapter 8
The Dads

The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this,
or if consensual sex between family offends you, please don't read!
Feedback yes please it help to come up with another chapter.

I've had some email commenting on my spelling and grammar, if this offends
anyone I am sorry but when you have a major learning disability it can't be
helped, I am trying to over come it.

Thanks Jere for your support and help.


"The Dads," I told him. Ryan stopped what he was doing and looked up at me;
I could tell he was shocked.

He just looked at me; he didn't say anything; he just lay down beside
me. "You're mad," I said, as I got up. "I knew you would be." I felt Ryan's
arm around my wrist as he pulled me back down on the bed.

"No, I am not mad; just shocked; that's all," he said. "I've been wondering
what it would be like to fuck your dad," Ryan said, as he rolled over to
face me.  "You know an older man, and all." Ryan pulled me close to
him. "Do you want me to ask Dad if we can set it up? I mean, he's the one
to ask," Ryan said, as he put his hand under my chin and lifted my face to
his. "I just don't want to lose you," he said, giving me a kiss.

"You won't lose me. Not unless you decide to marry a woman, so you can have
kids an' all. I'm gay all the way; no lady in my life," I said He gave me a
kiss, and then smacked my ass.

"You need to go clean out; I may want that ass again tonight," he said, as
he helped me to my feet. "I'll have to ask Dad if he wants to do this,"
Ryan said, as I headed to the bathroom.

"Do I need to ask my dad?" I asked. Turning on the water, I could feel
Ryan's slime slowly running down my legs.

"No, if dad wants to do this, it will be done; your dad has no say in what
they do as a couple," Ryan said.

I took my shower alone, and washed my ass out until the water ran clear. It
was odd doing it myself; usually Ryan helped me with it; but tonight I
dropped a bombshell on him, and I think he was wondering where we stand as
a couple. I mean, how many couples out there would want to get fucked by
their uncle or dad.  I washed in the baby magic bath stuff, `cause Ryan
likes the smell. I even washed my hair in it; since it was the weekend, I
could smell like a toddler if I wanted to. I heard the door open, then
shut. I thought at first that Ryan had changed his mind, and was going to
shower with me; but he didn't step in, so I peeked out from the curtain and
saw a pair of baby blue thongs on my towel. I finally finished my shower
and got dressed. The thong was a small, but I got my junk into it so it
would stay. When I came out of the bathroom, Ryan was on the computer
chatting with someone; he looked up at me and smiled.

"I got pizza on its way," he told me.

"Who are you chatting with, if I may?" I asked him. He gave me a smile.

"Dad. I told him that you and I need to chat with him, and that I would
like for him to come over so we could, but he's busy tonight and said he
would be over after church tomorrow, if that is alright. I told him `fine';
he could bring lunch," Ryan said.

"You want me here when you ask him?" I said, rubbing his ear lobe.

"Yeah, so you'll know the rules," Ryan said.

"Alright. Are you paying for the pizza with credit or cash," I asked, when
I heard knocking on the door. Ryan handed me about thirty dollars. Yeah, we
eat a lot of pizza.



I was on pins and needles all Sunday morning; I jumped every time I heard a
noise outside; Ryan just laughed at me. We were playing a PS3 game, when
there was a knock on the door.  I was wearing only my thong, when Ryan got
up and looked out the peep hole. Then he opened the door, and Uncle Dan
came in; Ryan closed the door behind him.

"Where's dad?" I asked, as I got up.

"Probably home," Dan said. I was confused about this; if Ryan was going to
ask about what I wanted to do, why wasn't my dad here, also?

"Ok, boys; what do you need to ask?" Dan said. Ryan looked at me, and then
sat down beside his dad.

"Go ahead, Pet ask," Ryan said. I just stood there with my mouth hung open.

"Is there something wrong?" Dan asked. "You two having problems." he asked
again. As he slid closer to the edge of the sofa, he took my arm and pulled
me closer to him.

"No, no problems; Chad wants to ask you something, but I think the cat got
his thoughts right now." Ryan said.

"Go on, Chad; I wont get upset," Dan said.

"You might," I mumbled out. He just looked at me.

Ryan got up and went into the kitchen to get a couple of beers; he handed
his dad one, and then sat back down. "Since we didn't actually read the
contract you and Uncle Chris made up for us." Ryan said, as he and Dan
popped the beers, "Chad, umm, no, we both would like to know what it says
about having sex with another man, or men." Ryan stated.

Dan's head snapped up to look at his son. "What!" he almost yelled.

"Chad would like to have sex with another couple." Ryan said.

"And who is this couple?" Dan asked, as he took a drink of his beer.

"You and Dad," I mumbled out.



"What!" Dan yelled, jumping up and spraying beer all over me. I jumped a
mile, and ran to the bathroom; I did not want my ass beat.

"Chad," Ryan yelled after me.  I heard Ryan yell, "Dammit, dad, you scared
him," just as I shut the door. After a few minutes, I heard a soft knock on
the door.  "Pet, you just shocked him; he's not mad," Ryan said into the
bathroom door. "Come on, pet, unlock the door," Ryan begged; I was washing
the beer off my face and chest.

It was a few minutes later when I heard, "Chad, come on out, love." it was
Dan. "I'm surprised; not mad," he said.  I opened the door just a little;
he was standing across the hall leaning against the wall with a worried
look on his face. He gave me a smile as I stepped out into the hall; I
glanced around to see Ryan.  "He went to the store for me, love," Dan
said. "Come, sit, so we can talk about this little fantasy you are having,"
he said, as he headed to the sofa. I followed, and sat on the floor beside
his feet. "Love, I can't talk to your head; up here, please," he said, as
he patted the spot beside him.  I sat on the spot where he patted, and
looked at my legs. He put his hand under my chin and lifted my face, so I
could look into his eyes.

"So you want to have sex with your dad and me?" he said; I nodded. "What
brought this on, if I may ask?" he said; I shrugged my shoulders. "Come on,
love; you had to think of it for some reason or another?" he said, lightly
rubbing my cheek.

"Well, it's just something I thought of. I mean, umm, oh, hell! I might as
well go for the gusto. A few weeks ago, I thought Ryan was having sex with
someone, so I bugged the room, and taped what was going on."  Uncle Dan
just sat there and listened to me. "And when I saw you and dad having sex,
I just got this kinky idea of the four of us doing it," I told him.

"Do you know what you are asking?" he asked me.

"Yes, I am asking for my uncle to have sex with me and, if he allows it,
maybe my dad. I know Ryan might be alright with this, `cause he mentioned
that he wondered what it would be like to fuck an older man," I told him.

Uncle Dan took my hand into his and placed it on his lap. His dick was
hard; I could feel it though his jeans. "Do you know how long it took your
dad to be able to take this down his throat and up his ass?" Dan said. I
shook my head `no'. "Every single night for about two months, before he
could stop crying that it hurt, and you want to just to jump on and ride?
Baby, you only lost your virginity a few months ago," he said, as he stood
up. What he did next was a total surprise. He stood up and undid his jeans;
then he pulled out his cock and let me see it, "Baby, this is a lot bigger
then Ryan's. I only nodded. He was right; Ryan was long and thick, but Dan
was about nine inches, and really thick; he was as big around as a beer
can. What I wanted to do was put it in my mouth and suck on it like I do
Ryan, but Uncle Dan must have seen the lust, `cause he stepped back and put
it in his pants. "Let me think about this; alright, love? I

 don't want to hurt you, but once I start to breed your ass, I will finish
it, no matter how much you cry; but I don't want that; do you understand?"
Dan said.

"Yes, sir," I told him.

"I'll let you know next Friday," he said, and gave me a kiss on the
forehead; then he left. About ten minutes later, Ryan came in and sat
beside me.

"What did he say?" Ryan asked.

"He'll let me know Friday," I told him. Ryan just smiled at me. "Does that
mean a `yes'," I asked. Again, Ryan only smiled. `Yes', I thought, as I did
a mental victory dance in my head.

I couldn't concentrate at all; my mind was on what was going to happen on
Friday. When I got home on Monday, I was so horny I could not stand
it. Ryan was just as bad, `cause as soon as he walked in the door, he had
me nailed to the wall! He not only had my thong off, he was in me like a
flash; all I felt was a sharp pain, and then pleasure. He fucked me hard,
not thinking of the noise we were making when my body slammed into the wall
several times. Then he turned me around, and laid me over the back of the
sofa, and pounded me hard; so hard that the sofa moved forward every time
he thrust into me.  I shot my load on the back of the sofa, while Ry shot
his into me. He pulled out, pulled up his pants, and went into the
bathroom. I lay over the sofa, panting like crazy.

Tuesday, after school, we were headed over to my parent's house that night
for dinner. So I thought I could get some laundry in while we where
there. I pulled the sheet off the bed; once a month, I flip the mattress
over so we don't wear out one side.  As I flipped the thing over, something
hit my foot; I didn't think anything of it, until I started to make the
bed, and on the floor I found the big vibrator my uncle used up my dad's
ass. I had forgotten all about it that one night. I rolled it over in my
hands, and glanced at the end. There was a dial; all it had on it was an
arrow that went from a small point to a big one. I started to turn the
knob, and the thing started to hum in my hand. The more I turned it, the
faster it hummed or vibrated. I turned it off and quickly made the bed, and
then took the toy, found some lube, and went to the other room with it. I
dropped my thong to the floor, and placed the vibrate in-between the sofa

 cushions. I lay on my back, and quickly lubed up my ass by using two
fingers, then three. I stood up, parted my ass cheeks, and sat on the head
of the thing, like I do Ry sometimes. Oh, god, did it hurt! I clamped my
teeth shut, and sat again. This time, I shoved it up my ass hard enough
that it took my breath away. I gasped out and tried to focus on something
besides the pain. When it finally subsided, I reached under me to see how
much I had in me, and it was only about a quarter of the way in my ass. I
heard the door open; my head spun around to see Ryan standing at the door.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ryan asked. I just sat there with this thing
up my ass; I was not able to say anything. "Is this what they mean when
they say go fuck yourself?" Ryan asked, as he shut the door. "Stand up," he
said, and I did; the dildo was hanging out my ass. I felt Ryan's hand on my
back, and I felt it when he grabbed the dildo. "You're bleeding," he said,
as he pulled it out. Ryan then had me lean forward, and he looked at my ass
to see if I did any major damage. "Pet, what the hell where you trying to
do?"  he asked, as he looked at the dildo.

"I wanted to see if I could take one that size, `cause your dad is about
that size," I told him.

"Yes, he is, but he would never just ram it into you without you being
prepared to take it," Ryan said. "And if I had not of stopped this, you
probably would have torn your up inside so bad, he could not do it this
weekend," he said.

I felt bad; I really wanted to get fucked by that thing so I could see what
it was like getting fucked by my uncle, before we actually did anything.

We went over to my parent's house for dinner like planned; Dad didn't say
anything to us about what we talked about with Dan the other night. Ryan
said it was probably because he didn't know about it yet.  On our way home
from dinner, Ryan's phone beeped; he looked at it and smiled. "You're not
going to like this, Pet," he said, as he handed me the phone.  I looked at
the message "No f-ing tis wk. D'. If you don't read text messages real
good, it said "No fucking this week, D." I just growled; yeah, I was not
going to be a happy camper if I couldn't get fucked by my Ry at least once
a day.

"He didn't say anything about sucking," I said, giving Ryan a sexy
grin. This was going to be hell; I could not get fucked, and Ryan could not
fuck me; so both of us were going to be in a pissy mood.

Wednesday night came; I was on the Yahoo with my buddy, when my uncle's
name came up.

Dan: Chad, is Ry at home?

Me: yes, want me to get him?

Dan: yes, please.

"Ryan, your dad wants you on the computer," I shouted out from the room, Ry
came in and slapped me upside the head. "Dude, you don't yell out like
that," he said, as he looked over my shoulder. I just rubbed the spot that
he smacked. "Get up, so we can talk," he ordered, I quickly told my buddy I
was chatting with, that I'd be back, and then got up.

Ry: yeah, dad, what you need?

Dan: you boys still want to do what you said? Ry looked at me, and I
nodded.

Ry: yes.

Dan: Chad understands that you and I have complete say so in this; he has
no say in anything after we get started, right? Ryan looked at me; I again
nodded my head `yes'.

Ry: yeah, he's cool with it.

Dan: good.  Meet us at the cabin after school. I will have everything we
need. Just bring your pillows and blankets. It will be the four of us at
the cabin.

Ry: all right. We both get out at noon this Thursday, so we should be there
before dark, or a little after.

Dan: do you have a four-day weekend?

Ry: yes

Dan: that's even better. See you both then." And that was that.

"Well, you asked for it," Ry said, as he got up from the computer.

"Why does he want to be at the cabin? Why not here?" I asked.

Ryan turned around and smiled at me. "'Cause no one can hear the screaming
up there,"

 Ry said, and then left. I was about ready to tell Uncle Dan to forget it.

"Bed, Pet," Ry said, as he stood in the doorway. Don't worry about it,
love," he said, giving me a smile.

Thursday, Ryan met me at the school. I jumped in the car and gave him a
quick kiss, and patted his leg. Ryan smiled, and started the car. As we
headed out of town, I looked over at him, and he gave me a sly grin. "Don't
we need to pack?" I asked.

"Nope; I came home after second period and did it all. The only things we
need are pillows and blankets," Ryan said.

"What about clothes?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "Dad has everything we need," he smiled. "Remember Pet,
you asked for this.