Date: Sun, 10 Mar 2002 10:16:25 -0800
From: Joe Webster <joelaw@inreach.com>
Subject: Joey's Awakening/New Life, Part 7

                            THE NEW LIFE
                              (Part 7)

I was there, naked, but for a towel, finishing up the dinner, when the
phone rang.  I heard Gary pick it up in the living room, then, holler,
"Joey, its for you." I went to the extension in the kitchen and picked
it up and said, "Hello."  There was a pause and then, the voice, Uncle
Jake's,  said,  "Well  pussy bitch,  can getting any dick lately?"   I
laughed  and said,  "Oh yeah and then some Uncle Jake.   What are  you
doing stud?"  He laughed and said, "Not what I'd like to be doing."  I
asked, "And, what would that be?"   He said,  "Holding you down on the
bed,  your legs spread,  my cock shoved all the way up your male twat,
that's what!"  I shivered a little and giggled and said,  "Ooo,  stud,
you  say  the nicest things!"   He laughed and so did I and  then,  he
asked, "Your dad around honey?"   I said,  "Yeah,  he's in his office.
How come you didn't want to call him on his office line?"

He  chuckled and said,  "Cause I wanted to see if my bitch boy was  as
horny for me as I am for him,  that's why!   Are you baby?   Horny for
this  big horn of mine between my legs!?"  I squeezed my legs together
and  said,  "Ooo,  yes,  my pussy is just itching talking to you Uncle
Jake!  I wish you were here right now,  putting that big horn of yours
up inside me! Oooo, or having it in my mouth,  hmmm,  that would taste
and feel so good!"  He laughed and said, "Well,  you stay that way for
me honey.  Now, get off the fucking phone, I'm gonna call your dad." I
said,  "Yes sir.  Talk to you later big dicked stud!"  He laughed as I
hung  up  and  I stood there,  hugging myself and pressing  my  crotch
against the counter as I remembered the feel of his big cock inside me
that first time.

I finished getting dinner ready and then, went out to the living room.
Gary  was sitting on the couch and I walked over and sat right next to
him.  I always had done this with him and Tim and felt a funny pang as
I realized Tim was not there too.  I leaned up against Gary and he put
his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him harder. I lay my
head against his chest, feeling it rise and fall under his tshirt.  He
was stroking my shoulders and up to my face and then, slid his hand to
my  face and slid one of his fingers into my mouth.  I sucked on it as
he wiggled it inside and leaned back further on the couch.   He asked,
"Well,  is  dinner almost ready?"  I pulled his finger out of my mouth
and said, "About 30 minutes or so."  He patted my face and said, "Just
checking Joey, you make the best meals."  I pressed in against him and
patted  his crotch and said,  "But you got my favorite meal right here
Gary!"

He  laughed  and swatted at my hand and said,  "Leave off of it  Joey!
Shit,  my balls are hurting from the way you drain them."  I pushed my
face  down  to his crotch and gently massaged the bulge in his  shorts
and said, "Well, you could have asked for a massage big boy!  You know
I'd make sure these big nuggets felt good!"   He laughed and pulled my
head back and said,  "Yeah,  and then,  I'd have to shove my cock down
your  throat  cause  you'd get them nuggets in an  uproar  again!"   I
giggled and said, "Oh my,  what's a hungry whore to do!"  He pulled my
face right up to his and spit in my face and then,  licked at his spit
and said, "Wait till he gets fed that's what!"  I licked at his tongue
and  he said,  "Now,  if you want to sit here with me,  you keep  your
mouth and your hands off my crotch. You got that bitch!?"

I giggled and snuggled against him and said,  "Yes sir!   Whatever you
say sir!"  He slapped my towel covered butt and said,  "Good.   Got to
keep  you in line whore,  you might get ideas about being in  charge!"
He  laughed  and  slapped my ass again and then,  we just  sat  there,
watching  the tv for a few minutes.  I looked at the clock and knew  I
had  about 15 minutes before the food would be ready and stretched and
slid my left arm around Gary's neck.  He looked at me for a second and
then,  went  back  to  watching  the tv.  I turned on  the  couch  and
stretched out and as I did,  I felt his hand on my leg.  It was moving
up the back of my right leg and I spread them a bit.

Then,  his  hand  was on my ass and I pushed it back lightly  and  his
fingers  were  sliding into my crack.   I didn't move as he tapped  my
hole  and  then,  began to slide his finger into me.   As  he  did,  I
couldn't  control  myself as I spread my legs wider.   He  didn't  say
anything  and neither did I,  as he added a second finger and began to
slowly, teasingly, slide them in and out of me.  I started to move and
he hissed, "Stay like that, don't move!"  I lay back down and then, he
pulled  the towel off me.   He leaned down and I felt his lips against
my butt cheek and he kissed it,  then,  moved to the other one and did
the  same.   He  pulled his fingers out and began to rub and knead  my
butt cheeks and I moaned lightly into the cushion.

Every so often, as he rubbed his hand all over my ass,  he'd slide the
hand  to  my crack and shove the two fingers up into me.   I'd gasp  a
little  each time and each time,  he seemed to do it a little  harder,
more forcefully.  I pulled one of the little pillows to me and slid it
under  me,  spreading my legs wider as I did and draped my crotch over
the  pillow.   This  had  the effect of moving my ass  up  higher  and
spreading  me even more and I could tell he liked it better this  way.
We stayed like that for a few minutes and then, he had just jammed his
fingers back into me, when my dad came out and looked down at us.   He
laughed and said,  "Can't keep your fingers out of the little cunt can
you Gary!?"

Gary  slapped my butt and said,  "Nope,  just can't get over how  much
more  fun it is to play with though.   Always thought this cute bubble
butt  was hot,  and now,  it just seems to get me excited when I touch
it, feel it,  play with it."   Dad laughed and leaned over me and slid
his  hand along my crack and shoved a finger into me along with Gary's
two  and said,  "Yeah,  and its so fucking hot inside!   So tight  and
juicy  too.   You'd think being fucked as hard as we did,  it would be
looser, not this one.  You know,  I'd heard before that there was some
guys who's asses were almost like a woman's cunt.  Tight and juicy and
hot  all  the time.   What do you think?   Think we got one  of  those
here?"

Gary pulled his fingers out and spread my butt cheeks and said, "Don't
know dad.  All I know is that every time I've fucked this hot hole,  I
just  want  to have more of it!   What about you?"   Dad  laughed  and
slapped my ass and said,  "Know what you mean son.   Yeah,  I guess it
was made to be fucked.  And I know what you mean.   Hell,  when we did
it  this morning,  after I left for work,  all I could think about was
when I was gonna be shoving my cock into it again!   I had a hell of a
time at work, couldn't keep my fucking hardon from popping up!"   Gary
laughed  and said,  "Yeah,  and when I was driving home,  all I  could
think  about  was plugging my cock into it and fucking it and  fucking
it!"

I lay there through this, thinking, 'shit,  they're treating me like I
was  some kind of piece of meat!'  At the same time,  I could feel  my
body  getting hot as I realized,  dad and Gary were really hot for  my
body!  I  groaned into the cushion as dad shoved his finger in all the
way  and Gary traced around his finger at my hole.  I shivered and dad
said, "Its hotter now Gary!  Here,  slide your finger in with mine and
feel!"   Gary  pressed his finger in with my dad's and the two of them
jammed  them  in hard and I groaned,  my ass pushing up to meet  their
hands.   Gary  said,  "Shit,  you're right dad!   Fucking tight little
furnace!  I bet he wants to be fucked again!"  My dad laughed and just
then, we heard the bell on the timer in the kitchen go off.

I pulled away from them, saying, "You fuckers leave me alone, I got to
get  the dinner on the table!"  I started to get up and my dad stopped
me,  his  hand  on my chin and pushed my face down to his  crotch  and
said, "Maybe I should feed this to you first!"  I pressed my face into
his crotch and moaned a little and looked up and said, "No,  I think I
want  this for desert daddy!"   He laughed and let go of my head and I
stood up, forgetting my towel.  I walked to the kitchen and the two of
them  followed me in.   They sat at the table and watched as I put the
food  into  bowls and then,  put the plates on the table in  front  of
them.  I  could  feel their eyes on me all the while  and  finally,  I
stopped, my hands on my hips and asked, "What!?  What!?"

Dad laughed and said, "Shit,  ain't had a naked cook in my kitchen for
a long, long time!"  Gary laughed and said, "Shit Joey, you're fucking
naked!"  I looked down at myself and then, up at them and giggled as I
turned  sideways and wiggled my butt at them and said,  "Ooo,  I  like
being naked around you guys!"  Dad looked at me for a second and then,
asked, "You do Joey?"  I nodded and he looked at Gary and said, "Well,
Gary, guess we'll have to take his clothes away from him then and make
him go naked all the time!"   I gasped as Gary said,  rubbing his chin
as  he looked me up and down,  "Yeah,  now that might be a good thing.
Though,  I don't know,  I don't think my cock would go down much if he
was that way every time I came in."

My dad laughed and said, "So? Your cock goes up, with him naked around
here all the time, shit, he'd be available for you to put your dick in
anytime  you  wanted.   That would help keep it down."   Gary  mumbled
something  and then,  said,  "I think I'd like to see him naked around
here  all the time.   Not just cause I want to fuck him,  but  because
he's so fucking cute!"   I blushed and moved to the table and sat down
and asked, "Dad, do you really want me to go naked around here all the
time!?"  My  dad frowned and said,  "Hmm,  let me think about it.   It
might  be nice to have you naked and available to use when we  wanted.
Think you'd like that?  I mean,  every time one of us got hard we'd be
putting dick to you!  Would that bother you?"

I giggled and said, "It wouldn't bother me to have you putting dick to
me, you know that! I love it when you guys put your dicks in me.  But,
what about if someone else was here?   Would they be able to put their
dicks  to me too!?"   My dad rubbed his chin and said,  "Now that is a
bit of problem.  I mean, don't want every person that comes in here to
be putting dick to you. Though, from the way you've been acting, you'd
probably enjoy that!"  We all laughed and then,  he continued,  "How's
this, when its just you, Gary,  me and Tim,  you stay naked and ready,
but  if someone comes to the house,  we let you know to put  something
on.   The rest of the time,  just don't wear too much,  but at least a
pair of shorts.  That sound o.k. to you?"

I  looked  over at Gary and he was smiling and I saw that look in  his
eyes that I had seen when I was kneeling to him, sucking his cock.  He
wanted  this.  I leaned back and said,  "Naked it is  then!   Shit,  I
better keep my pussy nice and lubed cause with you big fuckers around,
I'll  be  getting  it put to me over every piece of furniture  in  the
house!"   My  dad and Gary laughed loudly and Gary said,  "Hmm,  guess
we'll have to try it all out and see which ones work the best!"   That
got us to laughing again and we then began to eat.   When we finished,
my  dad was sipping at his coffee and asked,  "By the way,  where  the
hell is Tim?"   Gary and I looked at each other for a moment and then,
Gary said, "Uh dad, we need to tell you something."

My  dad  looked at each of us and said,  "Spill  it!"   I  said,  "Uh,
earlier,  when  Gary came home.   We were up in his bedroom  and,  uh,
well, he was fucking me and Tim came in.  He pulled Gary off of me and
then, was going to hit him, but I stopped him.   He stormed off to his
room and I went to talk to him,  but he didn't want to hear what I had
to say.  He was really wild dad. He stormed out of the house,  calling
Gary  a bastard and left.   We haven't heard from him since."   My dad
sat  there,  silently  listening to me and Gary as we  explained  more
about what happened.  Then,  he pushed himself back from the table and
stood up. I looked up at him and it was times like these,  when he had
made  up his mind about something,  that I think I loved him the most.
He  would look so strong,  so sure of himself,  so powerful.   I would
have slid to my knees in front of him, if I dared, but didn't.

I asked,  "What are you going to do dad!?"   He looked at me and said,
"I'm  going  to look for Tim."   It was statement of fact and I  could
tell  from the tone of his voice,  he was going to find him no  matter
what.  My dad looked at me and I stammered, "Uh, daddy, well, uh,  can
I, I mean, can I go with you?  Please,  maybe I can help when you find
him.  Please, you know he listens to me more than anyone else.  Please
dad,  can  I  go with you?"   He stared at me for a second  and  said,
"Well, you're right,  of course.   Always fucking are you little shit!
So,  get  dressed,  don't want anyone to see you parading around  like
that in some of the places we'll need to go.  Gary, I want you to stay
here,  and  if he calls,  find out where and I'll check back every  so
often.  O.k.?"   Gary  nodded and I ran upstairs and put my shorts and
tshirt and sandals on.

I came back down stairs and dad looked at me and then, motioned for me
to follow him.  We went out,  got in the car and began to drive out of
the neighborhood.   We didn't say anything as I noticed he was driving
down towards the shop where Tim worked.  Finally,  I said,  "I'm sorry
dad.  I  didn't want anything bad to happen between me and the rest of
the  family."   My dad looked over at me as we turned the corner  down
near the industrial area, and said,  "I'm not sure you should be sorry
Joey. I mean, yeah, it was bad for Tim to find out about you that way,
but he would have found out sometime.   I know it was a shock for him,
hell it was for me that first night in the office when you told me.  I
didn't know what to do about it,  but had to think it through.   Maybe
he needs to do that too. I don't know."

I  looked  out the window and in the gathering dusk,  the place  still
looked so rough and rugged.   This was a tough area,  with a few homes
in amongst the businesses, the bars and seedy looking motels.  I hated
to  come  down here when I had to go see Tim,  and he didn't  like  me
being  down there either.   There were a lot of rough characters  that
worked  and  lived down here.   We pulled up at Tim's shop and my  dad
told me to stay in the car as he got out and walked to the front door.
It  was  locked and I watched as he went to the side of the  building.
There were lights on in the place, so there was someone there. I hoped
Tim was there, but didn't see his car around the lot.   I shivered for
some reason as I sat there in the car,  not really thinking,  until my
dad came out.

He  got in the car and started it and said,  "He was here for about an
hour  and then,  the guys said he left.   Uh,  do you know a guy named
Jack, a friend of Tim's?" I blushed and said, "Uh yeah, I do dad."  He
said,  "He was inside and asked about you,  wondering if you were o.k.
Why would  he do that?" I hung my head and then, my dad asked, "What's
the matter Joey?"  I shook my head and said, "Uh, well,  nothing wrong
I think.  Its just that, uh, well, Jack and me, we, uh,  well,  we got
together at his place the other day before I went up to the cabin with
Uncle Jake."  My dad asked,  "Got together?   What does that mean?"  I
shivered  and  bit  my lip and said,  "Uh,  I went to  his  house  and
serviced  his cock for him dad.   Just sucked him a lot and stuff,  no
fucking."  My dad frowned and asked, "You serviced his cock! You mean,
like some whore would do? Did he pay you for it!?" I shook my head and
said,  "I  did service him dad,  that was the way I felt,  like I  was
doing what the man wanted me to do, like a whore,  I guess,  but,  no,
there  wasn't any money involved.  I did want to do it to him and   he
let me!"

My  dad was silent as he drove and then,  he shook his head and looked
at me and said, "Serviced his cock.  Strange way to put it!   Serviced
his cock!  Shit Joey,  what did you do?   Go to his house,  go inside,
strip  naked and get down on your knees and suck his cock for him?"  I
lowered my head and he said, "Answer me! Is that the way it happened?"
I said, "Uh, not exactly, but yeah, I did do that.  I wanted to dad. I
had sucked him off in a park restroom the night before and he asked me
to  come to his house the next day.  So,  I did.   And I enjoyed every
minute  of it!"   Dad asked,  "Did he make you do anything you  didn't
want to do?"  I shook my head and said, "No,  in fact,  I guess I sort
of  did what I wanted to do and he just let me!   And I did a good job
too I might add!" My dad looked shocked when I said the last and then,
he started laughing!

He said,  "And you did a good job!   I did a good job too I might add!
Shit, I can't fucking believe what a fucking whore you've become Joey!
Shit,  I  probably should put up a sign somewhere and say,  'come  one
come  all,  come and fuck my son!  He's a whore and wants dick all the
time.'  I bet I could get a few of the guys I work with and some other
guys I know and sell your sweet ass to them.  Maybe one on one, or for
some  parties I know those guys have!  Is that what you want me to  do
Joey!?   Fuck,  I bet my boss,  old man Drover would love to plow your
little ass cunt!  He sure has spent enough time looking at it!"  As my
dad  was talking my mind through up an image of Mr.  Drover.  He was a
little taller than my dad, and though he had a little paunch, he was a
nice looking man. I had even seen him naked at my dad's clubhouse once
when  we had gone there for a barbecue and swim party.   I  remembered
that he had a nice looking cock.

Just  then,  my  dad slapped the side of my head and asked,  "Are  you
listening  to me boy!?"  I rubbed my head and  said,  "Yes,  yes,  I'm
listening."  He laughed and said,  "No you're not!   You were thinking
of  Drover weren't you!?"  I blushed real red and he laughed and said,
"Shit, fucking whore, thinking about getting dicked by my boss!  I bet
if we went over there right now, you'd get down on your knees and suck
his  cock and let him fuck you,  wouldn't you!?"   I looked at him and
then, hung my head and sort of nodded. He slapped at my leg and asked,
"Well, would you!? Would you 'service'  him like you serviced that guy
Jack!?   Would you?"   I bit my lip and then,  not knowing why,  said,
"Yes I would dad. I'd service him, just like a whore! I would suck his
cock, lick his balls, let him sit on my face,  spread my legs and take
his big dick up inside me till he came in me!  Is that what you wanted
to hear!!?"

He slapped the steering wheel and looked at me.  Then, he made a quick
right turn and said, "Well bitch whore!  Let's just see if you would!"
I asked, "Dad, dad, what are you doing!?"   He smiled lewdly at me and
said,  "Taking  you to service some cock whore!   Yeah,  gonna get you
some dick for that hungry mouth and ass cunt of yours!   Hold on baby,
gonna  get you dicked good!"  I shook and hung on as he drove up to an
area  of town I had never been in.   We pulled up into the driveway of
this  real low ranch style home and he jerked the car to a  stop.   He
ordered, "Out bitch!"   I got out of the car as he came around the car
and grabbed my arm.  He led, sort of pulled me to the door and he rang
the bell. There was a pause and then,  Mr.  Drover was standing there.
He  looked  from me to dad and asked,  "What's up John.   What do  you
want!"  My dad looked at me and then, pulled me in front of him.

He turned me around and put his hands on my ass and said, "Carl,  I've
known you for a long time and well,  I know you really like looking at
my  son's ass,  sooo,  I wondered,  would you like to fuck it!?"   Mr.
Drover gasped behind me and stammered, "Uh,  shit,  uh John,  what the
fuck,  do you know what you're saying?   Are you drunk or something!?"
My dad walked me into the man and we pushed into the house.  He asked,
"You all alone Carl?"  Mr. Drover, Carl said, "Uh, yes,  the family is
gone for the week. John, shit, do you know what you're asking. I mean,
this is your son!"   My dad asked,  "All I want to know is do you what
to  fuck my son's whore ass!?"   As he said this,  he shoved my shorts
down and slapped my butt!

He said, "Look at this ass Carl.  Its so round and smooth,  and do you
know what, it loves to be fucked by big hard cock!   Little whore will
spread  for you if you want him to,  do practically  anything.   Loves
taking  cock!   Now,  you  want to fuck this whore ass or  what!?"   I
looked at Carl and saw the strange expression on his face as he stared
at my ass. He stammered, "Uh,  well,  yes,  uh,  I mean,  are you sure
John,  I  mean,  its your son guy!   Would you really let me fuck  him
John!"   My  dad laughed and pushed me away from him and said,  "Strip
bitch!   This man wants to be serviced!"   I slowly slid off  my shirt
and let my shorts fall and my sandals and stood there, naked,  my head
hanging, though my cock was  hard.  My dad slapped it,  making me pull
back as he said,  "See,  see!  The little whore is excited about being
fucked  Carl!  Come here,  rub his ass,  feel what you're getting guy!
Come on, the whore will love it!"

I felt so humiliated,  and yet,  turned on too as my dad pimped me for
his  boss.   I  felt Carl's rough hands on my ass and heard his  heavy
breathing  as he leaned his head on my shoulder.  I turned my head  to
look at him and then, down to his pants.   They were tented nicely and
I  reached  back  and rubbed my hand lightly over the  mound.  My  dad
laughed and said, "Shit, look at the little cock hungry whore Carl. He
wants your cock man!"  Just then,  Carl pulled me back against him and
slid  his hands around to my chest and grasped at my tits.  He  asked,
"Is that right Joey!?   You want to service my cock like a good little
whore baby!?  Do you honey?  Do you!?"   I looked at my dad for moment
and  could  see   he was excited about what was going  on,  his  pants
tented like Carl's.

I  turned  in  Carl's  arm and slid my hands up around  his  neck  and
pressed my crotch in against his straining hardon and gasped, "Yes,  I
do  Carl!  I want to suck your cock,  swallow your cum,  your piss and
want to feel you fucking me!   My daddy's right Carl!  I'm a whore for
cock and from what I feel against mine right now,  I'm gonna love your
cock Carl!   Let me love it Carl!?  Let me service you stud,  let this
whore show you a real good time!"  Carl pulled me in tight to him, his
hands  down cupping my butt cheeks.  He asked,  "Well John,  you gonna
watch,  leave,  or what!   Since your son really wants this!"   My dad
laughed and said, "Gonna stay and watch Carl.  Besides,  I want to see
how much of a whore I really have on my hands!"

I slid my hand down against Carl's straining pants and said, "Ooo, big
man, you feel so hard and good. I want this big dick stud! My mouth is
watering and I got this deep itch that I know this will scratch!  Fuck
me Carl, feed me your big dick stud!" He stared at me and then, pushed
me  away  and began to take off his shirt and  then,  his  pants.   He
pushed them down and walked to me and grabbed me and pulled me over to
the couch.   He pushed me down on my back and slid over me,  moving my
legs  open  as he lay on top of me.  I stared up at him,  feeling  his
hairy hard body against mine and he leaned down and kissed me, saying,
"I like kissing my whore's baby!"  I surrendered to his kiss,  humping
my body against his as his tongue drove into my mouth.

Then,  he rose up on his knees over me and slid my tongue to his chest
and nipples, sucking on them as he stroked my head and held my face to
his chest.  I heard my dad ask something about using his phone,  but I
was  too busy enjoying Carl's manly body.  I slid my face lower  along
his  little  paunch belly and licked at his belly button as he  leaned
back against the other arm of the couch. I moved on hands and knees as
he spread his legs and looked up at  him as I slid my  mouth lower, to
the dark forest of hair around his nice fat dick. I licked in them and
then,  ignoring  his cock,  slid my tongue into the sides of his thigh
creases and down to his balls. I stared up at him as I nursed both his
balls into my mouth.

He  hissed  when  he felt my tongue working on the hairy  nuggets  and
then,  spread his legs wider.  I sucked on his nuts,  my mouth stuffed
with  his balls as he ground his crotch at my face,  saying,  "Oh  you
hungry  little fucker,  yeah,  tongue those balls boy,  work them over
honey, you fucking little whore,  work on them balls!"   I was so busy
and  lost in the man's crotch I was sucking in,  I didn't hear my  dad
come back.   I pulled off Carl's cock and then,  looked to my side and
dad was standing there, naked,  his hard cock thrust out.  I looked up
at Carl and asked, "Want to see my dad's cock in my mouth Carl!?  Want
to  watch  my  daddy's whore work on him for a  bit!?"   Carl  gasped,
"Yes."   He  was really lost in what was happening,  as he watched  me
reach out for dad's cock. I pulled it to my mouth and looked up at dad
and said, "Can your whore suck on your cock Daddy!?"

My dad laughed and pulled my head forward, slowly easing every inch of
his cock into my mouth. He pumped my face a few times and then, shoved
me back and said, "Get back to servicing that man whore!"  I smiled as
I looked back at Carl and leaned down and slid my tongue over the head
of his dripping cock.  I licked at the pre cum and then,  slid my lips
slowly over the head of his nice cock.  I sucked on the head for a bit
and  then,  lifted my head up a bit and stared up at him as I began to
slide  my  lips  lower and lower on his shaft.  I sucked each  time  I
paused,  wanting  him to enjoy the way my mouth was servicing  him.  I
sucked  in harder as I got lower,  till I had every inch in my  mouth.
My  face was pressed into his hairy bush and he  said,  "Shit,  fucker
took it all! Oh baby,  yeah,  suck that cock fag bitch whore,  suck it
Joey, suck it!"

He  was  arching  up with his hips pumping his cock in and out  of  my
mouth  as  I met him on the down stroke as I bobbed my head  back  and
forth.  I  was really enjoying the way he was splayed out in front  of
me, and the feel and taste of his nice cock in my mouth. I grabbed his
balls and gently massaged them, getting a moan out of him, but it made
him thrust harder into my mouth.  Then,  he grabbed my hair and jerked
my mouth off his cock and rose up to kneel in front of me.  He held my
head  locked  in his hand as he speared that sweet cock to my  sucking
mouth over and over. I heard my dad laugh and say,  "Yeah,  yeah Carl,
fuck my son's mouth, fuck his mouth pussy, use it stud, use that bitch
the way he's supposed to be used!!"

Carl was gasping for air and at first I thought he was going to have a
heart attack, but it was cause he was close to cumming.   He jerked my
head roughly with both hands forcing every fucking inch of his cock in
and out of my mouth.  Then,  his head flew back and he shouted,  "Take
it  you cocksucking whore bitch!   Take my load fag boy,  take it  all
cocksucker!"   He  groaned a bit more and then,  his cock shot into my
mouth. I swallowed eagerly, not wanting to miss a drop as he continued
to  pump  in  and out of my mouth.   He held me on his  cock  till  he
stopped cumming, then, pulled it out and leaned back on the couch.  He
stared at me and then, over at my dad and asked,  "Shit,  John,  what,
how, man, shit this is wild!  Your little whore here sucks better than
any whore I ever had!"

My  dad laughed and walked over to us and slid his cock along my mouth
and then, into it as he held my head and said, "Yeah and wait till you
get into that hot male pussy ass of his Carl.   Shit,  I know you want
to  fuck it!   It was made for fucking and he loves having it done  to
him.  Don't you bitch!?"  I looked up at him and bobbed my head up and
down, still sucking on his cock.  Then, he pulled it from my mouth and
said,  "Get  on  your hands and knees on the floor bitch!   Show  Carl
where  you really want his cock!"   I slid over and off the couch  and
got to all fours. At first, I knelt there, my legs slightly spread, my
head down between my arms.   Then,  I slid my hands along my sides and
reached back to my butt. I spread my butt cheeks and wiggled my ass as
I looked back over my shoulder at Carl,  who's cock was up and hard by
now.  I said, "Hmm,  I want it Carl,  I need it Carl,  please,  please
Carl,  I want your cock right here stud,  right here in my male pussy,
my cunt stud! Please Carl, please fuck me, fuck me,  oh please fuck my
whore ass Carl, I want it so bad!"

That was enough for Carl.  He practically dove onto my back and shoved
his  knees between mine.   He grasped my shoulders and shoved his cock
at my crack, missing my hole at first, then,  he shoved in hard and my
head  flew up as he shoved every inch of his cock up into me,  till  I
felt his balls at my hole.   He ground his crotch into me,  making his
cock  hit different spots inside me as my head lolled between my arms.
Then, he began to fuck me.  Oh shit,  could that man fuck!  By now I'd
had  a  lot of dick up my ass,  but this man was a master  fucker!  He
would  pull  out  all the way and then,  shove back in as hard  as  he
could,  making  me moan and my head fly up.   Then,  he would hold  it
inside  me  and  rock his hips,  making my ass feel his  shaft,  as  I
squeezed  down on it.   Then,  he would stroke into me from  different
angles, making sure I was enjoying the feel of his big dick in me.

Then,  his  cockhead hit my prostate,  and when he saw me  flinch  and
moan  real deep,  and my ass shove back towards him,  he chuckled  and
from  then  on,  he  hit that spot every time.  I was  delirious  with
pleasure as this master fucker showed me how a man really fucks.   Not
just  that he was powerful and rough at it sometimes,  but that he was
fucking  me,  he was in control and I was his whore,  his pussy to  be
used  the way he wanted to use me.   All through this,  I could see my
dad, standing there in from of me, his eyes full of lust as he watched
his boss use me like a whore.   When Carl pulled out and ordered me up
onto the couch on my back, my dad gasped, "Yeah, use that fucking cunt
Carl!  Use  that  pussy boy whore,  show him how much he loves  to  be
fucked!"   Carl  chuckled  as  he moved in and I held my legs  up  and
spread.   He  guided his cock to my hole and then,  teased me with the
head till I was gasping, "Fuck me Carl,  please,  please,  I need that
cock Carl, please fuck me stud, fuck me, fuck me, oh please, fuck me!"

He  laughed  and then,  lunged into me hard,  and my body  arched  and
thrust up to meet his as he fucked me deeply, hard and rough,  letting
me  know who was the whore now.  I moaned and writhed under him as  he
slid back and I slid to my back on the couch. I wrapped my legs around
his waist and gasped, "Yes, yes, more, more,  deeper,  oh harder Carl,
deeper Carl, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"  I was almost crying I was in
so  much pleasure from the way this man was using me.  I ran my  hands
over  his body and licked up and kissed and licked at his chest and at
the  sweat  on his face,  as all the while that big dick  speared  me.
Then,  he drove in real hard,  practically lifting me off the couch as
he ground into me, my ass squeezing on his hard shaft and he shot!  It
was like a dam had been unloosed in me, as he came and came.   Came so
much I could feel it oozing out of my stuffed hole around his imbedded
cock.

That  was  more  than I could take as my body arched up to him  and  I
began to shoot onto his belly and chest and mine,  as I came and came.
Then,  he  lay  on me,  his mouth on mine and raised his head  saying,
"Thanks honey, best fuck I've had in a long time!"  I grasped his head
and  kissed him  hard and pulled back saying,  "Oh Carl,  you are  one
wild fucker stud! I love the  way you use me stud, love it,  love it!"
He lifted up, looked over at my dad and said,  "You know John.   Maybe
you  should bring Joey to one of our little poker parties at the  club
some  night!   Bet the boys would love to play with him!   What do you
think!?"

As  he  asked this,  I was busy sucking and licking at the cum on  his
chest  and belly,  his cock still inside me.  I felt it ease and slide
out  of me and slid down his body,  licking to clean him and then,  to
his  cock.  I  slid my mouth on the cum coated shaft and moaned  as  I
cleaned  it of his juices.   He chuckled and ruffled my hair as I  did
this  and  heard my dad say,  "You know Carl that's not a bad idea  at
all!   Hell  maybe we can say to each man that wins a pot,  he gets to
pay five bucks to fuck the whore!"  He laughed and so did Carl,  but I
was  still sucking on Carl's semi hard shaft and could have cared less
what they talked about.  Then, Carl stood up and said,  "The bathrooms
to  the left down the hall Joey,  you can clean up in there."   It was
like  I  was being dismissed,  but with his cum oozing in  between  my
legs,  I didn't care.  I got my clothes,  went to the bathroom and got
cleaned  up  and Carl came in and did the same,  grabbing and  playing
with my ass till we finished.

We  walked out to the living room again and,  my dad was just  putting
down the phone.  He smiled at me,  as Carl was fingering my hole as he
came over.  He said,  "Well,  got to get going Carl.   Just had to let
you have a piece of my horny little cock whore here.   Knew you'd like
it!"  Carl pulled my ass back against him and rubbed it and said, "No,
I loved it John.   Anytime this hot ass wants to be fucked,  I'll give
it to him!" I turned and hugged him and said,  "Thanks Carl,  I really
enjoyed  myself!"   He laughed and my dad pulled me by the arm saying,
"Come  on  whore,  shit  you'll be at his cock again!"   Carl  and  he
laughed  and so did I as we went to the door.   We went to the car and
dad said, "That was Gary on the phone, I know where Tim is.   Come on,
let's move it!"