xDate: Sat, 17 Sep 2011 08:58:30 -0500
From: naked guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: Brown Daddy Pt 3

(fictional story)

After Eric showed the guys the correct way to feed a scat lover during
his first scat scene with me and the guys, I got my fill of shit.
Whenever any of them needed to take a dump, they asked if I was
hungry.  Sometimes, I'd want to eat an entire load, other times I just
wanted a taste of a freshly shitted hole.  Jesse was developing a
taste for shit and piss like me and his dad.  The other two brothers
mainly just fed me, but Jesse would just watch and catch the shit,
never eating, but occasionally licking it.  However, when Eric needed
to take a major dump, I was always there...if anything to just marvel at
the beauty and skill of his dumps and the way he gave birth to them.

The playroom had been used for storage while all of our remodelling
was being done.  It was the last room we gave a makeover, and it was
the best.  The playroom had a new, sturdier harness put in it.  It was
now strong enough and wide enough to hold two men.  More hooks and
pulleys were placed on the ceiling for ropes, chains, or cables.  A
cabinet of assorted rubber dildos, tit clamps, straps, gags, etc was
set up.  We installed a small shower and sink for faster cleanup.  The
carpet was removed and a polished finish was placed on the concrete
with a drain in the floor.

The first time I introduced the guys to the room was a blast.   We got
Jesse into the harness with his feet and legs spread wide.  We took
turns pissing on him and into his mouth.  He drank piss like a
trooper.  I got into the harness next and he and his brothers started
with the smallest dildos in my hole and made it up to some quite large
ones--they had no idea what I could really take.  Jamal and Jackie
fingered Jesse's hole, slipping in multiple fingers and some small
dildos, but Eric told them not to go any further.  He didn't want any
of their asses to be stretched out before they were even 18.  Jackie
was intrigued with the tit clamps, he loved enduring the pain until it
was extreme and then pulled them off and had one of us lick his nips
immediately after, "back to back" pain vs. pleasure.

We took turns fucking Jesse's mouth and filling it with four loads of
our cum in total.  Once the other brothers were done, they showered
and went outside to play "toss".   Eric and I took turns sucking the
juicy cum from Jesse's sweet lips by kissing him back and forth.
Jesse hopped into the harness and Eric stuck just the tip of his cock
into his hole and pissed for nearly a minute and then eased out.   My
cock was hard again...I popped a finger into Jesse's tight hole to
prevent the piss from leaking out too soon after Eric eased out.  I
was jealous of Eric sticking even just the tip of his cock in his
son--his son had a very fuckable ass.   I moved down between his legs,
body still suspended in the harness, and put my lips on his ass lips.

"Stirred, not shaken," Eric joked about my drink I was about to take.

I felt Jesse fart big into my mouth before the deluge of piss and shit
started to spray into my waiting mouth.  I guzzled it down with some
of it leaking down my cheeks.  Eric had walked away and came back with
a wine glass.   I backed away and he let some of the piss enema juice
drip into the glass.  After his glass was filled with yellowish brown
muck, I went back to eating Jesse's ass.  The whole time he'd been
finger fucked rimmed or sucked, he'd never shot his load.   Eric moved
up to him and began to kiss Jesse with tongue.  After no more piss
dripped out of his ass, I went to work sucking Jesse's dick.  I looked
up and dad and son were sharing a glass of shitty piss.  It must have
been the turning point for him, for his teen dick started spasming in
my mouth and shot about six squirts of very thin cum into my mouth.
It tasted so different than cum from a grown man.  It was
intoxicating.  After he finished his orgasm, we carried him to the
shower and scrubbed him up.  After that, many weekends were filled
with repeat experiences, most of us rotating as the piss and cum
receiver of the other four.

Eric got a promotion and began to do more travelling.  Now and then, I
could take off from my job and watch the guys during those summer days
after school was out.  By then, the brothers were all a year older and
growing like crazy.  Two of them were my height already, Jesse would
likely be there in another year.  Their bodies were filling out even
better than before.  Even Jamal, who didn't care about sports, would
use the home gym on our 2nd town home's backyard, now combined with
the pool area.

The first extended trip caused Eric to be gone for two weeks.  The
first weekend of the trip, Jackie and Jamal went camping with the
family of one of Jackie's buddies.  Turned out, one of Jackie's
buddies had a sister that Jamal had a crush on and he somehow talked
his way into being invited, too. Initially, it seemed that Jamal was
equally bisexual but later was showing more interest in just girls,
except for the occasion group sex at home when he just got sucked off.

Jesse began a trend of focusing on men and raunch, and he was the
one I figured to be more "bi" at first.   Jesse kept quiet at home for
most of the first evening that we were alone and read a book with his
headphones or surfed the net.  I was about to fall asleep watching TV
in the bedroom when he came and and plopped down beside me.

"I wanna eat shit like you, Joe."

I picked up the remote and lowered the TV volume.

"Oh yeah?" I asked with interest.

"Yeah.  Dad showed us how to feed really good, but I wanna eat like you do."

I got excited with the thought of being Jesse's shit eating teacher.
I'd notice him being nastier lately, but I didn't peg him to be the
one to be an eater, a feeder for sure, but I was surprised.  I
couldn't wait to begin so we started that evening.

"Well you definitely don't mind the smell, you're always shitting for
me and are okay when your dad or I eat it.  You've tasted piss from
your own ass before.  How much shit have you eaten so far?" I asked.

"I've swallowed a small piece just once," he said shyly.

"Really, with all of us nasty guys around, just one time?  Why only once?"

He paused, then spoke.  "Well, once it gets wet with spit, the smell
changes...and it tastes really bitter."

"Well,  you don't have to chew it up, you can swallow it whole or suck
on it until it's softer and breaks it up.  But what is the real reason
you want to eat it?"

He smiled and said, "I love the thought of just doing it.  You know,
eating SHIT from somebody.  See, I got a hard dick just thinking about
it.  I love watching you guys here and the guys in my porn videos
eating it, munchin down, swallowing it.  I jack off thinking about it
all the time, but I want you to show me how to do it."

"Well, some guys start heavy right away, other guys build their way up
to it.  We can help you get comforable with eating one step at a time.
 Eating your own shit can even be easier than eating someone elses.
Do you want to start with your own?"

"No,  I want to start with yours, and later on I want to show my dad I
can eat one of his fuckin' big loads all by myself!.

So we got up and I went to get some towels and a couple of bottles of
water.  Luckily, I hadn't taken my afternoon dump yet.  I covered the
leather couch seats with the towels and sat doggie style on the the
coffee table with my face with my ass in Jesse's face.  Jesse got down
on his knees and started to eat my ass without me asking.  He'd become
an excellent rimmer lately.  He often slept with me and Eric and we'd
often wake up to him eating one of us out.  He loved eating dirty ass,
so I was thinking that "volume" was his goal, he was cool with tasting
it and licking our dingle berries that may have been encrusted in our
asses.  Eric's hole was shaved, mine was a little hairy, Jesse loved
them both. He had a long tongue and always tongue-fucked us as deep as
he could, so he surely had sucked our shit out, but again, his goal
seemed to be wanting to eat more than little bits of it.

He began licking my crack up an down, making me moan and sniffing as
he went.  I let out a deep fart.

"Mmmmmmm, fuck, Joe!"

He really loved farts.  They were like an aphrodisiac for him.  He
licked down to my low hanging nut sack and over my taint, then back to
my hole.  After a lot of licking, he started to suck my hole like a
pump.  I think he was trying to suck my shit out, which wasn't ready
to come out yet.  He made out with my hole like it was some stud's
mouth, Frenching it deep and lovingly.  My cock was so hard it hurt.
After another five or so minutes of his expert rimming, I moved to the
floor and put us in a sixty nine position with him on the bottom.  I
rubbed my ass all over his face and he cooed.  I dealt him a few more
power farts which probably made his long eyelashes move.

I went down onto his cock to the root and sucked like a milking
machine.  I spread my ass and let his tongue enter in deeper.

"Damn, I can feel the tip of your turd!" he breathed.

With that, he shot his load into my hungry mouth.  That was exactly
what I wanted to happen.  After it was over and he recovered, he lay
back out of breath and was sweating.

"Sorry man, I shot my load before we even got to play with your shit."

I smiled and said, "Naw, that's what I wanted.  A real pig shit eater
loves shit even after he's shot his load.  So, we're gonna begin now
that you've shot your load."

He was alert and attentive--hanging on my every word.

"Now stick your tongue back up my hole and taste my log, please."

He complied and I felt his tongue stretch inside again.

"What's it taste like?

"Kind of plain, like the taste of dirt when it flies in your mouth
when you slide to a base."

I farted again.  I was amused by his baseball reference.

"Mmmmm," he groaned.

"it's moving out now.  I'm going to work it like your dad and ease it
out for you."

And so I did.  Out came a couple of inches.

"Now lick all around it.  Savor the flavor of the ass juice that's
covering it.  The mucus in your rectum gets on your shit and keeps it
lubed to move out of you.  Do you like that butt flavored coating?"

"Yeah," he said, "it doesn't really have a flavor but after I lick it
off, I can taste the shit more".

"Sure, that's just one of the nuances of a freshly shitted log.  I
have an idea.  I'm gonna shit this whole log out for you all at once."

I grunted a little and allowed my shit to move on it's own.  It's such
a good feeling to allow a long turd to slide out, it feels like a
dildo almost.

"Now listen to that crackling sound.  Get to know the sexy sounds of
shit sliding out of a man's asshole up close".

He got so close to it that it was grazing the tip of his nose, for
after it plopped out, it landed into his waiting hands.  It was six
inches long and kinda fat like a sausage, one end was knobby with nice
crevices and indentations, the other tapered and smooth.

"It feels nice and warm."

He held it under his nose and sniffed deeply.  He was hard again--you
gotta envy teens.  He didn't pay his dick any notice though, his
concentration was on my seven inch log in his hands.   Just like I had
hoped for, his dick had become secondary, shit was the center of his
concentration.   I noticed a dollop of shit on his nose where the turd
had touched it.  I pissed into the empty glass while he was examining
my shit.

"Now I want you to take a large bite and just chew."

He bit into it with his front teeth and there was a smack sound when
bit off the chunk from the firm, knobby section.  He began chewing it
quickly.  As he chewed he grinned big, obviously enjoying himself.  He
mashed the shit through his teeth and sucked it back in again as if he
was chewing gum.  As he chewed, he opened his mouth to allow me to see
that it was getting all up in his rear teeth as well as all around his
tongue.  It was the most dry, waxy, and solid part of the turd, it
definitely needed a lot of chewing to get it broken up.

"Go ahead and swallow," I stated.

He complied but tried to swallow the thick lump in one try.   He
choked a little and shit drool rolled out the left corner of his mouth
and dripped onto his chest.  I wanted to lick it off, but this was his
moment.  To help him swallow it down, I offered him the glass of
frothy, yellow piss.  He guzzled it down, followed by a loud shit burp
which hung in the air like a fart.  He grinned big again showing me a
mouth full of brown teeth.

"Time for the next bite," I said, not wanting to lose any momentum.

He took another big bite, but this time he slowly chewed and little by
little washed it down with smaller swallows of piss.  After five
minutes, two thirds of my shit log was eaten--it was like he was
eating pizza instead.  His hands were covered in drying shit and he
had shit prints on his chin and lips.  He reeked of a toilet.  He
reached down to take another drink of piss, but it was empty...the
glass, too, was full of shitty finger and lip prints.  As he tried to
finish off the log he was holding, I sensed he was struggling to
swallow.

"Too much?" I asked.

"Well, it's just tasting all bitter now.  The taste is overwhelming
and it's like I'm trying to swallow clay...my mouth is dry".

I got up and walked the kitchen to get some items.  He looked puzzled
until I returned, then he chuckled.  I showed him some liquid
artificial sweetener that we use in our iced tea and I dripped some on
the remaining shit.  Next, I tore up the shit into little nuggets and
dropped them into a glass of freshly chilled tea.  He took the glass
from me and guzzled down the floating chunks of sweetened shit which
were dissolving as the glass was moved around.  It looked like someone
had expelled their enema into his glass.  He swallowed without pause
until the glass was emptied.

"I did it!" he shouted.  He was glowing with pride and holding his
clenched fists in the air like a boxer who had just won a fight.  I
put my arm around him and he planted a deep kiss on me using his
tongue.   I'd never kissed anyone of them but Eric so far.   The rich
and bitter sludge of my shit filled my mouth when his tongue invaded.
I sucked his tongue hard, giving it head.

"You got some more?" he asked all giddy.

"Take it easy guy, if you fill your belly too fast or too much, it
might come back up.  You might enjoy vomiting it later, but that's
kind of an "advanced" level."

He replied, "That's cool."

We made out some more and moved to the bedroom where we fell asleep in
each others arms, naked and crusty with dried fecal matter all over
us.

I noticed a big changes in Jesse after that evening.  The days that
followed, he stopped showering as often.  Whenever he wore clothes,
I'd find shit streaks in his white briefs.  I found his brothers'
socks in his bed when I pulled the dirty sheets off to be washed--must
have been sniffing them.  He was definitely exploring pigdom in his
own way.  I certainly didn't mind.  I loved teen funk.  it's so
different from an older man's stink.  I noticed dried cum in his pubes
and could smell that wonderful scent too.  He'd been exercising in our
new home gym and his muscles were growing nicely--the exercise room
would have his stink in there for a while after he worked out.

He looked two or more years older than he was because of his
physique--his sex organs were ahead of themselves too, for a 15 year
old, his dick was much more developed.  I could tell that all 3 of
them were going to be as big or bigger than Eric after they finished
growing.  Jesse was the only one of the three (never found out why)
that was not circumcized.  When he walked by, the scent of his smegma
mingled with the rest of the intoxicating odors floating from him.  It
was summer so there was no issue of him stinking around his classmates
or teachers--we just let him be.  His brothers never said a word.

He began to be more sensitive to the scents of others, too.  When
Jackie and Jamal came home from playing any sports or bicycle riding,
he was at their backside sniffing around.  If one of them was horny,
they'd ask him to eat their ass while they watched TV, played video
games, or napped.  I'd hear him asking them to fart for him, too.

Throughout that first week of Eric's absence, we repeated our shit
eating lessons.  Sometimes the other guys were around and cheered him
on.  The other times, when we were alone, Jesse was at his nastiest.
On Friday of that week, he swallowed too large of a clump of our
combined shit (we had mashed both of our shit loads into a single new
log) and hurled half of it back out.  He diligently scooped it back up
off his chest and lap with his fingers, now a shitty soup and mud, and
ate it all again.

Saturday night, he smeared us both from head to foot with shit
covering everywhere but our eye areas and nostrils.  He didn't want to
wash it off, but it began irritating our skin.  Cleanup was long but
fun.  Sunday, we experimented with enemas.  He and I gave ourselves
piss enemas and let the deluge pour from our holes into a blender.  We
made turd smoothies!

He got more daring the next week and if he found anyone's discarded
shit in the toilet, he just pulled it out and sucked into his mouth.
I was amazed that he progressed in less than two weeks as much as I
had in my entire lifetime with scat.  Then again, he was raised in an
open environment, so it wasn't just introduced to him yesterday.

He also got creative with some of the often ignored bodily secretions.
 He would go around to all of us and with his pinkie finger, dig out
our ear wax.  After each digging, he'd rub his findings all over his
lips as if it were a lip balm or rub it under his nostrils to inhale
the earwax scent.  He was our official nose picker or snot sucker.
Jackie had bad allergies, so after sneezing, Jesse would get a good
long hanging snot loogie to feast on or he would suck the snot
directly from the source with mouth to nostril contact.  He liked for
us to sneeze on his dick and he used it for lube.  His brothers got a
kick out it when he  tried to suck out their noses with his lips to
their nostrils, he'd do it all animated with sound effects like he was
a vacuum cleaner.  He loved sucking on his brothers' sweaty pits, too,
and he got plenty of that with our hot Texas summers.

After Eric returned and on his first night back, I asked him to lay on
his belly and take a wonderful shit so it could be eaten in its
entirety.  He was more than excited to do so, it meant getting rimmed
and getting to feed someone.  To add a new touch, I put a blindfold on
him, he was intrigued.

After he lay down, he lay with his legs in the air on his back with
his ass barely hanging off the edge of our bed.  I ate his ass until
he began farting and his shit started to flow.  Quickly, I switched
places with Jesse who took over.  I lay back and watched, wishing I
was taping the whole thing on my camcorder.  It was an incredible
sight.  Jesse ate quietly and like a pro, and as usual, Eric's dump
was not a small one.  It started out fat and the log broke off after
only a few inches.  Next, more solid shit came out and abruptly ended.
 Next, his shit came out in a single thinner circumference and
tapered, flowing out like a never ending snake coiling into Jesse's
hands.   Over a foot of shit must have flowed out.  At the end, Jesse
was struggling some to get it all down.  Your body doesn't like to be
force fed.  Anyhow, he kept on.

As he was attempting to eat the last few inches of the shit coil, I
pulled off Eric's blindfold and told him to look over the edge of the
bed.  He looked shocked then beamed with pride to see who had been
eating his ass and consuming his shit like a pro.  Eric motioned for
the two of us to come to him and we all got into a group hug on the
bed.  Before you know it, we were having a wonderful threesome.  I
helped Jesse eat the last of his dad's shit and then Jesse fed us some
of his own shit that had been storing up in his bowels for the last
twenty four hours.  Eric had lots of piss to feed me after sitting on
the plane for three hours.  We all fell asleep in one shitty but
content pile.

He wasn't the only one getting action that summer.  Jackie had gone to
the birthday part of his friend Ricky and was having fun meeting new
people and enjoying the party snacks.  There were lots of handsome,
arrogant college age guys there.  Most of the family hosting the part
was of Latino descent with mixed Anglo heritage.  The college guys
were snickering and making comments about their cousin Alfonso,
calling him a "puto" and stuff in a mix of mostly English with an
occasional word in Spanish.

"Yeah dude, when we were kids he used to sniff our farts and liked to
watch us piss.  One time we got him back by sticking his head in the
toilet...he didn't even cry!"

They laughed some more and Jackie glanced around and looked at the
young man that they were talking about.  He saw a stocky/chubby guy
around his age with black hair and brown eyes.  His hair was supposed
to be fixed in a fashionable spiky hairdo, but was flat on one side
with straight hair, the other side had a natural curl or curve that
was doing it own unmanageable thing.  Although it was warm out, he was
wearing a long sleeved baggy shirt over his large baggy tshirt.  He
pants didn't fit him right because of his size due to he was stocky
and very short.

All of this was recalled to us the minute Jackie got back home.  He
told us that once he looked over at Alfonso, and Alfonso looked back
at him, his heart went pitter pat and he began to sweat.  Somehow, a
very nervous Jackie made it over to him and started a conversation.
Well, at the end of the night, they had each other's phone numbers,
Yahoo ID's  and were MySpace friends.

Jackie fluttered around the house like a butterfly in love.  In the
evenings that followed, the two of them stayed on the phone for hours.
 Eric had openly come out over the phone to him in case it wasn't
apparent at the party that he was gay.  Alfonso admitted he was gay
and couldn't keep his eyes off Jackie at the party either.  They lived
in separate parts of the city and both were too young to drive.  Eric
offered to pick up "Fonzi" (Jackie told us that was his nick name) and
take them around to do whatever they wanted on the upcoming weekend.
They went to Six Flags amusement part on Friday evening, the movies on
Saturday, and hung out at our place on Sunday.

Upon our first interactions with Fonzi, we were on our best behavior.
Eric and I stayed dressed, the other guys wore at least shorts.
Everyone took to Fonzi quickly.  I know it's a "stereotype" to
describe Fonzi a certain way, but he was effeminate, really had a
lisp, gestured with his hands in a girlie way, but he was adorable at
the same time.  He had very smooth skin with Latin tones, and had very
thin peach fuzz that he was trying to portray with all his heart as a
moustache and goatee.

I loved how Jackie saw through all of that and liked him for the
person he was inside, but he liked him physically just the same.  The
two of them were an interesting pair to see together.  Jackie was a
muscular, masculine, strapping, smooth and hot twink and jock,
Fonzi...was kind of a mess.  Fonzi was kind of a gay nerd.  Jackie was
crazy about him.  When they were at the mall or wherever Eric took
them, Eric noticed Jackie acting very protective.  Eric noticed other
teens looking over at Fonzi and giggling or pointing at him, Jackie
ignored it all.

Eventually, Jackie went to Fonzi's.  It was not a happy place.  Jackie
heard his dad remark that he couldn't believe his fag son found a
normal friend.  Jackie got so mad he wanted to go and beat Fonzi's
dad.  Fonzi just laughed, but had a hurt look in his eyes.  Fonzi had
two younger brothers that ignored him.  He had two older sisters that
had married and moved out.  Apparently, they were cool with him, but
were no longer there to look after him.  His mom was indifferent and
barely spoke, a woman who appeared to be unhappy with her life in
general.

Due to this, Jackie invited Fonzi over at every opportunity, both to
be with his first boyfriend and to help him escape his hell at home.
Fonzi came to life at our house.  He was incredibly funny.  I told him
he had a future as a stand up comedian.  Shortly after they met,
Jackie told Fonzi that his dad was gay and his brothers were bisexual.
 Fonzi couldn't believe such a family existed.  Upon his first visit
to our house, Eric sat them down and told Fonzi that there weren't any
secrets at our house, that he should feel free to be himself.  He also
asked that the guys be safe in case they decided to mess around.
Fonzi couldn't believe he was in such a liberal place.  He no idea of
what was to come!

Little by little over the summer, he began to pick up on the fact that
we were a "nudist family" after scenarios like when Jackie's forgetful
brothers came out of their rooms or the shower naked absentmindedly.
At first, Jackie told him that with just us guys around, sometimes no
one wears much or cares if anyone passes through naked from the
shower.  When this didn't bother him in the least, no one bothered to
cover up at all.  Jackie began to encourage him to go skinny dipping
in the pool whether it day or evening.  Fonzi spent the weekends at
our place in the last summer month.  Scat and family sex was still
kept undercover during his visits.

Jackie later confessed that during the sleepovers, they made out and
had oral sex.  Fonzi had an obsession with assholes, especially
Jackie's!  Eventually he began eating Jackie's hole "as is".  That led
them into conversations about their sexual fantasies, and Fonzi
eventually revealed he was intrigued with the idea of wanting to see a
guy take a shit and or piss.  Turns out Fonzi's cousins were right and
he had unknowingly not been very discreet with his fascination for
raunchy stuff.

School started and things got very busy.  Jackie and Jesse were on the
football team, Jamal was in the marching band and the debate team.
Jesse was on the student council.  It was a chore to keep up with my
own work and the demand of their schedules, but we all managed
somehow.  On Friday nights, we had to rotate which Football games we
went to, the Junior High vs. the High school games.  Sometimes, Fonzi
took a bus to our side of town and sat with me and Eric to watch the
games that Jackie got to play in.

Jackie told us his friend Ricky came up to him at school and asked was
he really hanging out with his cousin.  A few of the guys at school
had seen Jackie and Fonzi at the mall but didn't know that Fonzi was
Ricky's cousin when they made fun of the couple in front of Ricky.
Ricky didn't admit it was his cousin from embarrassment, but didn't
rat Jackie out either.  Ricky only overheard the other guys and was
kind of giving a heads up to Jackie that folks were talking.

Following that, Eric and Jackie had a long talk about his confused
feelings of being in the closet at school and hating not being
himself, but not wanting the ridicule he might receive if he came out.
 Eric told him whenever the time was right to tell anyone, he was
going to know it right off and to not be pressured about anything.  He
warned him about discretion and being careful who he told anything to,
just like he'd always been discreet about their liberal home life.
Jackie was really torn, he was in love with Fonzi, but felt he was
going to keep that part a secret for now from any of his friends.
However, he stated he wasn't going to pretend that he wasn't Fonzi's
friend to anyone.

The school year went on and before we knew it, the Christmas holidays
came.  Jamal loved the girls at school.  Every day he was in love with
a different one and had pussy on the brain.  His dad had given him a
Stern talking to about respecting a girls virginity, but he was always
jacking off after homework and dinner to slide shows of women eating
each others pussies and slide shows of big titted girls.  Jesse, on
days that Fonzi wasn't there, used his rare free moments to snack on
some shit, piss, or cum.    On weekends with no company, he got as
nasty as he could and stunk up with house with his own body stink
until it was time to shower for school Monday morning.

Jackie, remained in love with Fonzi.  Fonzi was at ease almost
immediately (and turned on) by our nudity at home.  He and Jackie
slept nude together.  Jackie finally got him to come out of the
bedroom naked with him for breakfast one morning.  He was very self
conscious--didn't care if we were naked, but he didn't get naked in
front of us.  In the summer, he even swam with his baggy tee over his
shorts.  None of us batted an eye even though we were excited for
Fonzi when he finally started going naked too.  With everyone ignoring
his nudity, he loosened up and began acting himself again.

I believe it was the Memorial Day weekend and Fonzi had taken our
invitation to spend the holiday there.  That evening, while watching
TV, still naked, Jackie and him sat on the sofa.  The rest of us were
there and naked all watching a DVD together.  Jackie started kissing
Fonzi and he turned beet red.

"Come on dude, no one cares."

We all just kept eating our popcorn and watching the movie.  Eric and
I even got into a side conversation so it wasn't so quiet.  Fonzi let
down his gaurd and gave into Jackie's kissing.  Fonzi's small dick
began to point straight up to the ceiling.  Jackie, slid his hand
across Fonzi's thigh and onto his dick.  Fonzi was about to protest
but Jackie laid into him with a deep tongued kiss.  Realizing no one
gave a fuck, Fonzi relented again and just went with it.  Soon, Fonzi
was shooting a massive, load.  His cum wasn't thick whatsoever, but it
sprayed all over Jackie and the couch...luckily it was vinyl!  Jackie
moved his head down to suck up the cum and Fonzi lay there dazed, not
believing what had just happened.  Even though they'd had sex many
times in the privacy of the bedroom, having sex in the open in front
of all of us blew his mind.

Afterwards, Eric chatted with the guys letting Fonzi know that he was
very cool with this but that both of them needed to be discreet about
their experiences outside of home, even if just talking to each other
they needed to be aware of who might hear them.  Eric stressed the
point of sex and minors, etc.  Fonzi was very attentive and answered,
"yes thir," in his sweet lisp many times.

By the time the next summer came, the hectic schedule slowed down
nothing.  We encouraged the guys to be as lazy as they wanted aside
from household chores that they must do.  Jackie admitted to Eric and
I that he had started taking shits  in front of Fonzi and Fonzi loved
it.   They were already drinking each others piss.

"Dad, he loves the smell of shit!  Nothing makes him puke!  I better
keep my stinky bro away." he said looking over at Jesse.

We all laughed, but it was good news that he was slowly getting Fonzi
to allow his own fantasies to come to light.

June flew by and we all enjoyed it a lot.  However, things turned ugly
in July.  Fonzi and Jackie went to hang at a local arcade.  Both loved
video games and a new arcade had just opened up that exclusively
contained vintage 80's and 90's games with a retro theme.  They guys
had a blast playing games from my era, surprisingly.  After that, they
walked to a Whataburger for a bite to eat.  While sitting there, some
of the sorry ass punks from Jackie's school came in all boisterous and
got in line to order food.  Fonzi had gone back to the counter for
ketchup.  After hearing him talk, some of the guys started outright
making fun of him and repeated his words with a lisp.

Jackie said he turned around in a flash after hearing that only to see
one of them give Fonzi a push.  Needless to say, there was a huge
fight and the cops were called following that scene.  Jackie started
to whoop up on the guy who pushed Fonzi.  After seeing his pal was
getting his ass kicked, the bully's friend joined in and nearly
overtook Jackie.  Before it got worse, the cops showed up.  The
manager had immediately called the cops.  No one got arrested, but all
the parents were called to come pick up their teens.  The guys that
were picking on Jackie called them fags.  Jackie said he yelled out,
"you better believe it, and FAG just kicked YOUR ass!"

The story spread like wildfire among Jackie's friends, and those of
his brothers, too.  Jesse was known as a tough jock at school and no
one dared bother him about or talk about it in earshot.  Jamal, into
music and not a jock, was still muscular and bigger than all of his
immature Junior High school pals .  All three of them already had
respect and were well liked among those who were considered good
friends.  Many of Jackie's friends were shocked.  But by the end of
the summer when school started again, the banter had died down.
Jackie actually had earned respect by many students for speaking out
and protecting his friend.  I was quite worried about it more than he
was.  I'd later come to realize that today's students are more hip
then those in my day and that aside from Jackie, that there were other
guys in his school, 7th, 8th, or 9th grades, that had "come out."

With Jackie coming out, Eric becoming very successful at work, Jamal
falling in love, Jesse embracing raunch, we were all changing and yet
growing closer, but there were many more nasty adventures to come.

To be continued...