Date: Mon, 4 May 2009 11:59:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: T Claybourn <silkystetson@yahoo.com>
Subject: You want me to do what chapter 9

Normal disclaimer if you too young don't read it, if your not into these
type of stuff move on. If my spelling and grammer bothers you I am sorry
but oh well.

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Chapter 9
The Cabin


We headed for the cabin right after school; I've been there with the family
during summer fishing trips.  The drive was long and boring; I got tired
and tried to sleep, but was not able g to get comfortable, Finally, Ry had
me lay with my head on his lap; all that did was get me horny, `cause I
could smell him through his jeans; he was as hard as a brick. Every once in
a while, he'd adjusted his sitting position so his cock would rub against
my face. `Two can play at these games,' I thought, so I rolled over, with
my face toward his crotch, adjusted myself so I'd be on my side and, when I
breathed (which was a lot), my breath would hit his cock. After about ten
minutes of this, I could smell the pre-cum, and a small wet spot was
starting to appear. I just smiled to myself.

"Having fun?" Ry asked above me. I just nodded `yes', as I put my mouth on
the outline of his cock and bit down lightly. He moaned and twisted in his
seat, pushing his cock toward me. "Take it out," Ry suggested. He raised
the steering wheel so that my head would not hit it.

I tried to fish his cock out, but was unable to. "I can't; not enough
room," I told him. I felt the car being pulled over to the side of the
road.  Then it bumped up and down, moved this way, then that; then it came
to a stop.

"Stay down," Ry said, then got out of the car. Facing toward me, he undid
his jeans and pulled his cock out. He spread his legs so his jeans would
stay up around his ass cheeks. "Roll over on your back, and pull yours
out." I did as I was told. Ry then leaned in so that the head of his cock
was just above my mouth. I could not help myself; I licked the line of
pre-cum that hung from the slit, and he shivered. He bent over and licked
my dick then shifted his weight, and his hip hit the steering wheel. I just
laid there, licking the drops as they fell. Ry let out a growl so loud that
I could tell he was getting pissed off. He pulled his dick away from my
mouth and barked three words. "Back. Seat. Now!" I was there in a flash,
with my jeans around my knees. Ry was just opening the door, when I got the
pillow under my head just right.

The next thing I knew, Ry's knees were by my head, and his wet dick was at
my lips, wanting to come in. I opened my mouth just a little, and took in
the tip, He pushed a little, and said," "Tease," as he shifted slightly; I
tried not to smile. He pushed even more, and I soon felt the tip pass my
lips, and then I felt the ring of the head passed through. I relaxed my
mouth and let him do the work; he pushed ever so slow, like he did the
first time he took my ass. "Oh, shit, Chad!" Ry panted.  As he pushed, he
laid down on top of me, his tongue lapping the slime off my dick as it
dribbled down the shaft. "Where...did... you.... learn... that?" he asked,
as he tried to catch his breath. I could only shrug my shoulders. "Oh,
geezzz," he muttered, as his dick went down my throat. Once I felt hair on
my nose, I started to move my head up and down the best I could. Ry was
holding himself up on his knees and hands, as I bobbed up and down;
 he fucked my mouth and sucked me the best he could. I had him `lost'; he
couldn't concentrate on pleasuring me while I was doing what I was
doing. So all he did at the time was lick.  I felt his cock swell, and I
had to push him up off me, so I would not suffocate, or drown under him
when he came. Just as I locked lips around the head, he shot, filling my
mouth full of his sweet, tart spunk, I made a valley with my tongue, so
that when his cum would squirt, it slid down the valley straight down my
throat; all I had to do was swallow it eagerly. Once he shot his last load,
I just licked it clean. Then he finally went down on me, sucking me hard
and fast; it didn't take long for me to fill him with my own spunk. Once I
shot, my dick went semi-soft. Ry let it fall from his mouth, moved back,
and got up. Putting his hand on his dick, he shook it at me. "Fuck, Pet,
you're going to have to do that to dad," he said, with evil grin, "That
will blow his mind." I rolled over onto my stomach and looked up at him. He
stepped back, then aimed his dick beside the car door and let his piss go,
I watched the stream for a few minutes - the smell was strong, and my mind
was telling me to do something, I looked at him and then stuck out my
tongue, like I was lapping up something.  He looked at me, aimed his piss
toward me, and let it run off my tongue. As he let the piss hit it, I
lapped it a few times to get a good taste of it. When the last few dribbles
came from it, I opened my mouth to let him finish off in there. I then
swallowed it, giving him a pondering look. "What you think?" he asked, as
he zipped up his pants.

"Different," I told him.

"Think it would be something you would do again?" he asked.

"Maybe at least once," I told him, as I got out of the car to take a
piss. I just looked at Ry, and shook the last off.

"Not a chance," he said, as he got back into the driver's seat. I laid down
in the back seat and went to sleep; road trips make me sleepy.

The Cabin...

"Pet, we're here," Ry said, as he shook my shoulder. "Come on, Pet," Ry
said, as I rolled over on to my side, my face toward the back seat. "Pet,
up now!" Ry ordered.

"Oww! Jesus Christ, Ry! What the hell?" I yelped, as I sat up fast; the
swat he gave me was hard, and it stung like hell on the bare ass.

"I called you three times," Ry said, leaning into the car. I didn't say
anything; I just glared at him, as I rubbed the sting out. "Come on;
they're waiting." Ry stepped back so I could climb out of the car. When I
went to grab my clothes, Ry stopped me. "No need; no one going to see you;
and besides, when you're in the cabin, the only thing you'll have on is
what Dad or I hand you," he said, as he took my hand.

When I climbed out of the car, the cool air whipped around my naked body. I
heard the door open to the cabin, and I looked over and Uncle Dan was
standing in the doorway with his arms crossed at the chest. When Ry headed
towards the house, I fell in step behind him. As we went up the steps, I
kept my eyes on the ground. "Have any trouble, Ry?" Dan asked.

"No," Ry said, as he stepped into the cabin,

I felt Dan's hand under my chin, as he lifted up my face up so I could look
into his face. "You still sure you want" this?" he asked; I nodded yes. He
gave me a smile as he stood to the side.

When I stepped into the cabin, all I saw was Ry; he was looking around the
place. It looked the same as it did the last time I was there. The only
thing different was by the two chairs: two big pillows, the type you use
for big dog beds, were on the floor beside them. Ry came up beside me, and
put his arm around me. "You alright with this?" he asked. I only nodded
again. We heard a car pull up; Ry and I looked out the window; dad was
pulling up with Dan's truck. He got out and pulled some stuff out of the
truck bed. With his arms full, so Ry opened the door for him. Dad came in
and headed toward the kitchen. Ry just turned to look at me, when dad
didn't say hi to us; Dan just smiled.

"Dan, have the other guys got here yet?" Dad yelled out from the kitchen.

"Yes, love; they're here; you passed them when you came in," Dan said, as
he sat on the sofa.

"Oh," Dad said, as he came back into the living room area. He looked at Ry;
then at me; back to Ry; then toward Dan. "Dan. that's our boys," Dad said,
as if Dan didn't know.

"Yes," Dan said.

"Oh, hell no! Forget it; no fucking way," Dad yelled, and headed toward the
one bedroom.

"Chris!" Dan bellowed; dad didn't come back. "Come back in here!" Dan
bellowed again, "Be back," Dan said, as he stood up. "Oh, can you put the
food away?" Dan asked, as he headed toward the bedroom.  After a few
minutes, we heard it; Ry jumped; I squirmed a little, but we knew it had to
hurt. Then we heard it again. This time it sounded like something hitting
bare flesh; "OWWW!" dad yelled out. The sound filled the room about five
more times, Dad yelled out each time. Then we heard the door open. "Boys,"
Dan called out. When we went into the living room, Dad was standing with
his hands behind him and his head down. "Please have a seat," Dan said, as
he sat in his chair; Dad sat on the pillow beside him; Ry sat in the other
chair. Now Ry and I don't do the S&M thing, but I didn't feel right with
dad sitting on the floor, while I sat in a chair, so I sat beside Ry on the
pillow by his chair. Ry pulled my head closer to his leg and patted my head
softly.

"The four of us are here to have fun for four days. During this time, Chris
and Chad will only wear a thong, or nothing, depending on what Ry and I
feel like seeing you in. Since Ry already has Chad in his thong..." Dan sat
back and snapped his fingers. Dad got up, toed off his shoes, then his
jeans and t-shirt; god, his body was hot. I had to shift, because I was
starting to get hard just by watching him strip. Dad then pulled off his
socks; folded all his stuff, placed it behind Dan's chair, then sat back
down on his pillow. Dan reached over and gave Dad a pat on his head, and
pulled his head closer to him. "Since it's late, and I'm hungry, we'll have
dinner. Then we'll sit down and talk, and find out what we are going to
do," Dan said, giving Dad a light slap to his head. Dad got up and headed
toward the kitchen. Ry cleared his throat, and I looked up at him as he
jerked his head toward dad. I got the hint and got up and followed dad.

We had an easy dinner - sandwiches and beer. Well, they had beer; I had to
drink milk, which pissed me off. "Why can't I have a beer?" I asked. Ry
just looked at me; usually he'd let me have at least a drink of his.

"'Cause you're under age," Dad said. I started to say something smart, but
Ry shook his head, and the dads just glared at me; so I shut up and drank
the milk.

After our quick dinner, Dad and I started to clean up. Dad didn't say much
to me; he only gave me a look now and then. I, on the other hand, was
checking out his body. "So, this you're idea or Ryan's?" dad asked.

"Mine," I told him. He looked at me for a minute, like he didn't believe
me, but then gave me a smile.

"Why?" Dad asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. How could I tell him I
taped him and Dan having sex in mine and Ryan's room? "Oh, come on!
Something or someone had to give you the idea," he said, turning me around
to look at him. I couldn't look at him; I dropped my eyes to his chest,
which was as smooth as mine. "Well, I don't like it one bit, and Dan should
have never agreed to it," he said, as he headed out the door.  I let out a
sigh and followed him out the door.

Dan and Ry were sitting in their chairs; Dad went over and sat beside Dan,
and I went and sat by Ry; for some reason I felt dirty and cheap after
talking to Dad. I could feel Ry gently rub my head, and then I heard a
noise. I glanced around; dad was in between Dan's legs, giving him
head. Dan was enjoying it a lot, from the look on his face, I turned around
and looked at Ry; he smiled and looked down; I didn't have to be told
twice; I jumped at it.  It only took a minute, and I had Ry's dick out and
was licking on it. It didn't take long to get Ry to shoot his load, for the
simple reason he was watching his uncle suck his dad. I sat back on my legs
and wiped my mouth, as Ry looked over toward the dads.

My dad was getting fucked by Dan; I watched for a minute. Then I looked up
at Ry and put my thumb in my mouth, like I was blowing it, and then looked
at the dads. Ry smiled and then gave me the go-ahead. I crawled over toward
them; Dan saw me, but Dad's eyes were closed; his head was on Dan's
shoulder; how they could fuck in a chair, I'll never know. I looked up at
Dan, then toward dad's dick, and licked my lips. Dan smiled and nodded
`yes.' I then took my dad's dick into my mouth; he gasped out loud. His
hands grabbed my head, and I thought he was going to pull me off, but he
held me down, and fucked my mouth as I sucked him and Dan fucked his ass. I
almost shot my load when Ry's tongue touched my asshole. Then his hand
grabbed my dick and squeezed. After a several minutes of this type of play,
I heard "Dad, may I?" Ry asked. I heard a noise, but was unable to see
anything. Then I felt a cool wet finger at my hole; Ry was getting ready to
fuck me; one finger went in; then two; and then three. "Ready, Pet?" he
asked. Since my mouth was full of dick, I was not able to answer, so I just
pushed my ass out toward him. He got the message and took me hard. I tried
to gasp, but when I opened my mouth, dad's dick went down my throat.

"Oh, shit!" Dad yelled out, Ry and dad moaned,

"I need to cum!" Dad yelled.

"No," Dan ordered. Then all you heard was grunts, moans, and more grunts,
and the slapping of Ry's balls against my ass. Since I was nose deep in
these, I could smell sweat, ass funk, cum, and piss, which turn me on even
more. My dick was so hard and dripping, it wasn't even funny; it just hurt.

Then it happened; Dan grunted loud, and then roared, "Cum!" he
bellowed. Dad shot his load into my mouth; I came all over the floor, my
ass tight around Ry's dick, and then, "Oh, fuck!" Ry shouted, slamming hard
into me. Then I felt Ry shoot his load into me. Then we all went still, I
still had the head of dad's dick in my mouth, sucking on it like I would my
thumb, with my head resting on his thigh. We were all breathing heavy.