Date: Sat, 19 Mar 2005 00:20:24 -0800 (PST)
From: chuck h <unkle_c@yahoo.com>
Subject: Michaels Story pt. 4

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read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This
story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. And
is for adult eyes only! The acts are consensual and are a result of their
love or lust for one another. This story is completely fiction, all
descriptions, and names are also made up, any similarities are truly just
that, purely similarities. In addition, this story also contains
fighting, rough sex, and w/s between teenage boys, if this bothers you,
then please do not read any further! I would love to hear from you, so
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This story was inspired by a dear friend!

It is through his undying praise, his ability to bring me up when I'm
down, his incredible sense of humor, and his kind heart, that I have
grown to believe in friends once again!
So it is to him that I dedicate this story!
Luv ya, Mark Wild!
Chaz

"Michael's Story" pt. 4

Of course I knew that the humiliation was far from over, I mean the twins
weren't spending the night just to watch their friend beat-up his
father, right?

While on my way back from the bathroom, I began to panic at the idea of
my son Michael or one of the twins having their bare butt in my face.

I wasn't one hundred percent sure what Brock meant when he told Michael
and Luke that he'd have me butt fuck them with my tongue........ BUT of
course I had a pretty good idea.....and the thought alone nearly made me
want to puke all over again.

Once I made my way back to our living room, it was like nothing at all
had taken place, every thing seemed back to normal.

all three boys were sitting on the sofa, chatting about their prospective
girlfriends..... of all things.

Of course they were all pretty well buzzed by now, with Michael seeming
more drunk than the twins. The only one that even bothered looking up at
me, was Brock. "Hey Mr. Fag, don't bother getting comfortable. Ya need
to get your ass to the store and get us more beer, ain't that right
Mikey?"

Michael had enough to drink by now..... so that his bravery seemed to
kick up a notch. "Look Brock, fuckin stop calling me Mikey....ok? You
know how much I hate that name"

The lame attempt at finally speaking up to Brock, went totally in one ear
and out the other. "Ya Mikey whatever, just have your bitch go and fetch
us more beer, you know how PISSED I get ......when my favorite little
HOSTESS runs outta beer!"

Luke let out a long giggle. "Ya Mikey......remember that last time we
were here with the girls, how pissed Brock got.......when Jenna refused
to give him head....and to top it off...... you ran outta beer? I thought
his punches were gonna leave some permanent marks on ya, dude"

Michael's brief moment of bravery disappeared rather quickly, as he
bowed his head. "That wasn't my fault.......and you know it......how was
I to know that the girls were gonna out drink us two to one? Besides he
wasn't pissed about that...he was pissed because Jenna finally said NO."

"oooooh yeah? .....Well if that's true why did he beat you nearly
unconscious then...huh?"

Michael kept his head bowed, maybe because I was within ear short, and he
was embarrassed......or maybe he was scared to hell of Brock and that
Clayborne temper.

With the sound of Brock pounding his right fist into his left palm, we
all looked over in his direction at the same time. Then as he sat there
glaring at Michael......I knew some shit was going to happen if I didn't
go out for more beer. Then it hit me, that with any luck .....a few more
beers and Brock would pass out.

Just as I was thinking that, Michael stood up and cuffed me hard in the
side of my head. "You heard him, FAGGOT.....get you're your fat ass out
there and bring us back more beer....lot's of it.....NOW!"

Without another word being said, I stood, then literally ran to get my
keys and wallet.

Along the way, I glanced in the rear view mirror, and noticed that I had
patches of Michael's dried cum, still pasted to my face. I pulled over,
opened the glove compartment, pulled out a wet-knap, and washed my face
with it.

As the bank manager, and the son of the town sheriff ..... I was known by
nearly the entire town, and had to be extremely careful of my image.
Dried up cum on my face, regardless how it may have gotten
there.....would have been as though I had walked into the store
completely naked.

As it was, Mrs. Jargan who runs the store, glanced at me several times
before giggling like a young school girl. "Well Conner.....I bet I can
guess what you've been munching on today"

My heart sank, and the knees buckled, as I reached for the area above my
lips..... that had so caught her attention.

Sure enough there was a small patch of dried cum.....still clinging to
the side of my mouth.

I literally froze, after wiping it away, staring at her as tho I had seen
a ghost.....totally lost for words.

Then she patted my hand, and laughed out loud. "Look at you.....guilt is
all over your face!"

I tried so hard to say SOMETHING, anything at all...... but no words
would come out.

"Don't worry Conner....we all sneak a few Krispy Kreme Donuts every now
and then.......besides, you're the last person in town that needs to be
on a diet......what with your youthful looks and slim body. So who cares
what the people think.......enjoy em .......is what I say"

As I felt a huge weight lifted from my shoulders, I managed a weak grin,
and paid for the beer. "Ya.....I should know by now....I can't sneak a
raised donut....then show up hear afterwards...huh?"

Old Mrs. Jargan the town gossiper....if she only knew!

"You've got that right Conner....I can spot the remaining of a raised
donut a mile away.....now you enjoy your party.....and say hello to that
sweet son of yours for me....ok"

Once back at home, I placed the case of beer in the fridge, and headed
for the living room, where all three teens were back on their favorite
topic, SEX!

Brock of course was busy bragging about one of his girlfriends, and for
some odd reason he was holding his dick in the palm of his right hand,
like he was showing it off. "Dudes, it was so fuckin funny, the way
Courtney's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets, as she fuckin
choked on it, and tried pulling her head away. Man, I just held her head
in place, and kept pumping her mouth. Telling ya Mikey......she loved my
dick....that is...till she stated gagging on it. Tell ya what tho.....she
loved lapping away on my huge knob....damn bitch, pretty much cried real
tears every time I teased her and pulled it away.....look at it though,
Mikey.....who can resist it.....it's so fuckin beautiful ....ain't it?
Look at the awesome shape of it, wicked thick ...huh? MAN, I tell ya,
Mikey, I think me and Luke have the thickest dicks in the whole fuckin
school.....whatdaya think......wanna feel it....wanna feel ANOTHER one of
my HOT muscles.....come on dude, just run your fingers up the shaft,
Mikey....it's the only muscle of mine that you haven't felt yet.....go
ahead, Mikey.....just let your fingers slide up and down......it's
sooooo hot......look Mikey....look how fuckin hard it is, bro, how huge
it is!"

Michael's eyes were a little glossy, as he stared at Brocks thick love
muscle, and his speech was now slurred, yet he seemed to still have some
control over his inhibitions, as he slowly pushed himself away from
Brock. "No way, dude, I ain't queer"

Somehow, I was expecting Brock to pummel Michael right then and
there.....I mean that would have been the typical Clayborne reaction, but
he and Luke just sat there laughing.

Brock then turned his eyes to me. "Hey Mr. Fag....go fetch us another
beer, and this time, instead of forgetting Mikey ......bring him two.
Then when you get back, I want you to kneel right here......I promised
these two....that you'd fuck their butts with your tongue, and I keep my
promises"

My heart began beating fast, I felt light headed, and a little dizzy. No
way did I want to stick my tongue in another persons butt, male of
female. That was gross.....and while on my way to the fridge I tried
desperately thinking of a way to get out of it. I couldn't just run out
the back door, for fear of what might happen to my son....if I pissed
Brock off.

Plus If I did run out the back door, and used my cell phone to call the
police, it would have involved my father, and who's to say that my son
wouldn't side with his buds......and have me thrown in jail for serving
juveniles, beer, and having sex with minors?

I had no options, other than to return with the beers as Brock
ordered......and to do whatever he insisted for now.

Back in the living room, all three boys were laughing once again.

After I handed out the beer, and passing two to Michael, he nodded his
head to me, as he swayed back and forth, and nearly fell over. "Man
you're sooooo fuckin lucky you remembered my beer this time, cause I'm
soooo in the mood for kicking ass, you perverted loser.....and look you
all...he even brought me two....the faggot is trying to make up for
earlier.....but it's too fuckin late .....huh? We're gonna......"

Brock interrupted Michael. "Shut-up Mickey.....it's time for Mr. Faggo
to show us all, just how much he loves kissing Clayborne ass! You two
stand in front of him, with your back to him, and pull your jeans down,
I'll line up his face and tongue to your cracks, all you guys gotta do
is spread em, think you guys can manage that?"

With both Michael and Luke in drunken hysterics, they some how managed to
do as Brock commanded. While I knelt in back of them with my tongue
stretched outward as much as I possibly could.

Brock then ordered Luke to step backwards, till he felt my face pressed
against his ass. Luke did as told, stopping when he felt my cheeks flush
against his....so to speak. "Ooooh yeah, you fuckin perv.....kiss my
ass....yeah, let me feel your queer lips pressed against my cheeks,
yeeeaah that feels nice, now go ahead .......kiss it, faggot."

Luke, like all the Clayborne boys...had the most perfect bubble
butt....so tight and well muscled, and surprisingly.......so clean.

I was particularly happy with the cleanliness, since within seconds,
Brock was standing behind me, with his strong hands on each side of my
head, pushing it to and fro.....with the tip of my tongue...entering
Lukes butt hole. So even if it was a little less than an inch..... with
each thrust forward.......it was still wicked gross.

I didn't actually think ....that with so little of my tongue entering
Luke's hole......he'd be all that turned on. BUT, with the soft moans
coming from him.....my tongue was obviously making him feel good.

As for me, my tongue hitting it's target right-on with each thrust, and
the sensation I felt..... as the tip of my tongue worked it's way into
the warm butt-hole, was by far.....the most sensuous feeling I had ever
experienced........ obviously not what I was expecting.

That's not to say that the whole experience wasn't embarrassing,
degrading, and the most humiliating thing I had ever done, cause it was
all that... and more.

But, with the twenty minutes spent on both Luke and Michael, and the
rapid and steady pace Brock used ......while thrusting my tongue into
their butt holes, the nauseous feeling I was expecting, and the odor I
was anticipating, didn't occur, And I was grateful for that.

Once I finished and was pulled away from both jock boy bubble butts,
Michael turned to me, and grabbed the back of my head, pressing my face
into his crotch. "Feel that hard-on, Conner? That's what I got, with
your tongue workin my butt.......so you can bet you'll be spending tons
more time, doing just what you did a minute ago! Only thing
is.......you're gonna be doin it better, and longer....trust me!"

I was left alone for a long period of time, while the boys sat across
from me on the sofa, and drank them selves silly. I leaned my head
backwards and allowed it to rest on top of the seat of the matching sofa
chair....the fabric was soft like a pillow, and before I realized
it.....I was asleep.

When I opened my eyes, Luke was sitting Indian style on the plush carpet,
with his head resting against the seat of the sofa, snoring away. While
Brock was chatting away to Michael, about nothing in particular.

After listening and watching for a short period of time, it appeared that
Brock was going out of his way to keep my son awake and well drunk.
"Come-on Mikey....you're still a beer behind me, drink up dude, and stay
awake with me.....we're not done havin fun yet, man!"

My son's eyelids were heavy, and he was having a hard time staying
awake, still he took swigs from the bottle of beer, and even occasionally
managed a slurred sentence.

Brock looked like he was struggling to stay awake as well. So it was
anyones guess...... who would win out.

As I fell in and out of sleep, I heard Brock waking his brother. "Hey
bro, time to wake up, man....it's you turn to stay awake with
Mikey...come on dude....wake up"

Not sure what time it was......but I woke up to the sound of voices. It
was Brock telling Luke and Michael it was time to pay up, and Luke of
course wasn't looking forward to it. "K, dudes, time to lick the morning
odor off my nuts, let's have you both front and center ASAP!"

"Come on bro, I'm not even fully awake yet, man.....can't we wait an
hour or so.....I mean what's the big hurry....huh?"

I watched as Brock walked over to his twin bro and straddled his upper
chest, then inched his way till his nut sack was resting on Luke's lips.

Luke tried pushing his brother off him, but Brock tightened his thick
thighs against Luke's head, and held his position with ease. "You owe
me........and you know by now....I always collect what's due me....so
either you get on your knees and pay-up.......or I sit here, and let you
sniff my balls.... till you do......so what's it gonna be, bro?"

This scene sort of renewed some memories of when I was in middle school,
there were always rumors floating around school about the Clayborne
boys.....some had you wondering...while others you just brushed off as
nonsense. Anyways, one rumor that was going around a lot is that
Austin's twin brothers Shane and Blake, had sex together often, and that
Shane dominated his twin rather roughly. Of course that was one of the
rumors that most of us at school.....just laughed off as a
joke......mostly because they were both wicked strong jocks, and the idea
of one of em being gay.....just wasn't believable.

Now here I was a whole generation later, watching with my own eyes....a
scene very similar to the rumors back then.

Being solidly pinned beneath a tough, well muscled boy like Brock, with
his nut-sac and thick cock resting on your lips and face, wouldn't have
taken the average dude more than a few seconds to give up, and so it was
with Luke. Probably more out of embarrassment than anything else.

Luke laid there under his brothers weight, and tried nodding his head the
best he could, without opening his mouth to speak.

Brock, slowly dismounted his brothers chest, but not before slapping him
in the face with his thick knob. "You should know better,
bro......everybody pays me what's due.....even you!"

Brock stood up, walked over to a drowsy, and extremely intoxicated
Michael. He then slid his tight boxer briefs down to the floor, and stood
over Michael with his well defined legs spread wide. And his large low
hanging nut-sac, swinging like a pendulum. "Up on your knees Mikey, and
get your ass over here, bro, and kneel beside him.....let's see which of
you can wash my nuts the best....tell ya what Mikey....you do an extra
good job this time...... and we all get to take a long nap....how's that
sound sleepyhead?"

I remained sitting in front of the over stuffed chair, and watched as my
son struggled to his knees, nearly falling over several times. Luke on
the other hand, was even slower taking his place in front of Brock. "Come
on girls....come on.....don't keep the only MAN here, waiting"

Brocks comment obviously pissed Luke off. "Shut the fuck up, bro, I'm as
much a man as you, and you know it"

I decided I may as well keep score, knowing damn well which one would win
in the end.....therefore I wasn't surprised with Brock's comeback.
"Sure you are, bro, sure you are.....that's why you spend twenty minutes
licking my nut-sac every morning, cause your such a MAAAAAN!"

Michael, mean while was far too tired and drunk to enter the battle of
words, as he groggily knelt in front of Brock, while Brock took full
advantage of my sons condition, and held his huge balls up under
Michael's nose with his right hand, as his left hand rested on top of
Michaels head, holding him in place. "Yeeeaah, that's it Mikey, sniff em
good, before washing em.....come-on Mikey....inhale deeply for me."

Once Luke knelt down beside Michael, and witnessed what was taking place,
he glanced up at Brock, and the two brothers began grinning ear to ear.

"Ok, dudes, start licking, and remember, Mikey, if you do a much better
job washing my balls this time.......we can all take a nice long
nap.......so get to it.....and give my baby makers the best wash they've
ever had." Luke begrudgingly leaned forward and stuck out his tongue
inwards...... brushing it against the left nut. BUT, it wasn't there for
long.... as his bro, gently nudged him away, leaving only Michael to
pay-up for the both of them.

I was shocked when my son went to town licking the balls of Brock
Clayborne, like they were a huge ice cream cone.

He began slurping away at em. Even went so far as to take each one inside
his warm mouth, and sucked on it, first the right ...then the left,
sending Brock into la la land. "Oooooh yeah, mikey.....you're doing
waaay better this time...keep it up, K, bud"

I glanced at my watch, taking note of the time, placing a bet with myself
that Michael wouldn't continue for very long, once he realized he was
paying the bet all by himself.

I was even more shocked when twenty five minutes passed by, and my son
was still licking and sucking away on the bull size nut-sac of his
friend.

Finally Brock pulled Michael's head away...and I felt some relief for my
son.....but not for long. "I have to admit, Mikey....you're doing
awesome......BUT......you still have a long way to go.....tell ya what
tho........you give my tool a nice, long, KISS.....and I'll cut the time
in half.....then we can all get some sleep.....whatdaya say......I bet
you'd like a nice long nap, wouldn't ya Mikey.....so what's it gonna
be, dude.......you wanna give my dick a nice warm kiss, and cut the time
in half?"

I leaned forward to get my sons response, knowing of course it would be
no.

Michael glanced back down at his buds thick meat, and hesitated before
responding.

Brock took advantage one again of my sons condition, and began
encouraging Michael to go for it.

We all watched the scene unfold, as if we were entranced by a great
magician at work. Brock wrapped his right hand around the thick base of
his shaft, and pointed the beautiful, huge, well shaped head of it, in
front of my sons lips. "Come-on Mikey.....you gotta admit it's sooooo
fuckin beautiful.....you should be thankful, man, that I'm even offering
you this opportunity, ya know how many people at school wanna taste some
Clayborne cock! I know you're tired Mikey, so wahtdaya say, you wanna
kiss it ....so we can get some sleep, otherwise you're gonna be licking
it for at least another hour or so."

I watched as Michael slowly raised his tired head upwards to focus on his
tough, jock-boy, buddy, and couldn't believe my eyes..... when Michael
nodded his head yes.

I then witnessed the twins glance at each other and nod, while each
smiled at one another with the most evil smile I had ever seen.

It was at that moment, that I knew for sure, my son would be doing a lot
more than just kissing another dudes dick.

It was also when Luke walked in back of me, and kind of straddled my
shoulders, so that his thighs were on each side of my head as I sat
there, he then placed the palm of his right hand on my forehead, and
pushed the back of my head into the crotch of his boxer briefs. I guessed
he did this, just in case I felt brave enough to help out my son..... if
he should need it.

Brock, placed his left hand on the back of Michael's head, while his
right hand remained wrapped around his beefy tool. "Go ahead Mikey, KISS
IT .......right on that awesome piss-slit. Go ahead.....give it a nice
WARM kiss Mikey."

The three of us watched as Michael hesitated briefly.....then leaned
forward, and planted a quick tease of a kiss on Brocks knob.

I for one, knew immediately ......that tough boy Brock wasn't going to
settle for that, and Brock-the Jock, was quick to prove me right. "Mikey?
What are ya doing, dude?.......that was no kiss, man.........first
off......I said WARM kiss, dude! That means you gotta have it inside your
mouth in order for it to be warm.....any fool knows that......right
Luke?"

We all gazed at Luke, as he ashamedly nodded his head without looking
anyone in the eye.

Brock, then informed his best bud, that he had to do it again, if he
wanted to get some sleep. "K, listen up Mikey.......if you wanna get some
shut-eye, then you have to do it all over again.....only this time....you
have to wrap your lips around it......and give it some warm tongue
movements.....till I say ok......then that's it......no biggie, ok?"

I knew for sure, that this time, my son would refuse......no way was he
going to take another dudes dick in his mouth, just wasn't gonna
happen......no matter how drunk and tired he is.

Once again I gulped, when Michael looked up to his buddy, and quietly
slurred his next words. "How log....I mean....how.....how long I have to
do it......ya know what I'm sayin.....like....how long I gotta keep it
in my moth....I mean mouth?"

Both twins began losing it, but tried wicked hard to hold it in.

Brock, then pressed his now hard dick against Michael's left cheek, and
wiped some newly formed pre-cum up and down My sons face. "Not long
Mikey.....seriously! All you gotta do is just leave it inside your warm
mouth while brushin your tongue over my knob......I promise to pull it
out after like three minutes.... that's it.....how's that, bud? Like I
said, man....no biggie, ya know!"

Michael, continued to hesitate, as his heavy eyes gazed at Brocks awesome
looking knob. "I don't know dude.........K, maybe......but you gotta
promise.....just a couple of minutes.....ok?"

A large smirk appeared on Brocks face, as he looked down at a very tired
looking Michael, he then snickered in sort of a sarcastic tone. "You got
it, dude......no more than three minutes...tops, now open up for
me....k?"

I watched intently, as my son caved in to the desires of his handsome,
jock friend.

Michael opened his mouth and took the large mushroom shaped head of
Brocks tool inside his warm mouth, then wrapped his lips around the
circumference of his buds love muscle.

Brock immediately looked into the eyes of his bro, as the twins gave one
another a wide grin, and thumbs-up.

I listened, as Brock gave his best bud further instructions. "Yeeeaaah
that's it, Mikey. Now brush your tongue all over that awesome
head......and stick your tongue right into that
piss-slit.....yeeeeaaaahhhh........nice......now that's what I'm talkin
about, that's exactly what I mean by kissin my dick.....see bud, Your
bet is almost paid up, Mikey....just a few more minutes...ok?"

Each of us watched Michael, as his Adams apple began moving rapidly.
Indicating that he was busy swallowing. Suddenly he tried pushing his
best friend away.

Luke liked what he was seeing, even tho he wasn't quite sure what it was
that Michael was swallowing. "Hey bro, you must have a hellava lot of
pre-cum, dude.....cause Mikey is having a hard time swallowing it all.
Look at him...trying to push you off him, bro!"

Brock had a huge grin as he looked at his bro. "Naaaaahhhh, it's not my
pre-cum, bro. I thought he might be ready for another beer.....get it?"

My mouth dropped to the floor, I couldn't believe that my tough athletic
son, would kneel and allow another dude to piss in his mouth. I couldn't
just sit there and watch my son being used like that. I began struggling
to get free from Luke, but the moment I made the attempt, Luke tightened
his thighs around my head, and without even commenting on my attempt at
protecting my son, he just laughed. "oooooooh yeah, bro......this is so
freaking hot.... I can't believe you won another bet, dude......I was so
fuckin sure he would never take your dick in his mouth......but, now that
he has......the sight of you pissing in his mouth makes me wanna go
too.....hurry up bro......then hold Mr. Fag for me....while I take a
piss......he's starting to get a little brave over here"

Brocks next words frightened me that much more. "Dude? I'm not fuckin
hurrying for no one! As a matter of fact, when I'm through taking a
leak......I'm gonna talk Mikey here....into giving his best bud, a nice
slow blow-job. So you may as well use Mr. Fags mouth again.....I'm sure
he won't mind, and if he gets too brave, punch him out, dude, then wake
him up...by pissing on his face."

With hearing those words, I immediately calmed down, besides , it looked
as though Michael had stopped fighting, so there wasn't any need for me
to receive a major beating .....if he was ok with what was being done to
him.....right?

I watched as he gobbled down the last of Brocks recycled beer. My sons
face was stone cold, as he looked up at his bud, with his sad eyes.

Michael waited patiently for Brock to pull his dick out, but Brock took
his time, while humiliating my son that much more. "Go ahead Mikey, blow
me. You took my piss like a real champ.....may as well finish the
job.....ya know? Then we can all crash for the night"

Brock withdrew the head of his dick from my sons mouth, and even grinned
when he heard Michael plead with him.

"Please Brock, I'm sooooo fucking tired, man.....can't I just get some
sleep......please Brock...I soooo need to just rest a while."

All the while Michael was begging Brock, his best bud just stood over
him, smirking, and wiping some newly formed pre-cum up and down my sons
face, first one side then the other.

"Come-on Mikey.....give my dick some more action with your
tongue......come-on, man.......just slurp on my meat, wet my knob, and
suck on it........till I fuckin unload in your mouth.......I think you
want it Mikey.....I really do, man!"

Michael didn't move an inch, but when Brock pointed his cock towards my
sons mouth, Michael opened wide, and allowed his friend to push his thick
pussy slayer back into the warm mouth.

Brock looked again in his bros direction, and again the twins swapped
grins. "ooooooooooohhhhh fuuucck.......yeah....go for it
Mikey.......oooooooh yeah, bro.....look..... Mikey likes it.....oooohhhh
man, he is sooooooo fuckin liking it!"

I didn't have time to think about my sons predicament, I was about to
have some problems of my own. Luke watched my sons facial movements and
it was obvious that Michael was giving head to Brock all on his own,
since his hands were planted solid on Brocks thick thighs, and Brocks
hands were resting on his hips, just enjoying having his thick tool
worshiped by his best bud. "Ooooh my fuckin word, bro......look....I
don't even have to use my fist on this bitch......he's fuckin chawing
down on my pussy slayer..... all on his own, man! I mean....I've known
this dude most all my life, and never knew he liked dick this much!
Seriously Mikey, you been missing out on a lot of good times,
faggo......I mean for one thing, you could have been enjoying my piss
ever since grade school.....ya know?"

As I said, I started having problems of my own. Luke had released my head
from his tight leg hold, walked around in front of me......and whipped
out his own thick tool. "You heard my bro, bitch, open wide, first you
get to blow me, then I wash my cum down your throat, and you don't spill
a drop.....or else! Sound like a good time to you... Mr. Fag?"

I knew there would be no sense in me objecting, the only thing that would
come out of that .....would be more confrontation, and I'd end up on the
losing end of that as well. So I just did as I was told, hell it wasn't
my first time, but it was Michael's first time, so I was concerned for
him.

From the position Luke and I were in, I could see my son and Brock from
the corner of my eye, and Michael seemed to be having a real rough time.

It appeared that he had three quarters of Brocks beefy dick in his mouth,
but was already gagging and trying to push himself away from his best
friend.

Brock on the other hand seemed to be enjoying the fight Michael was
putting up.

He held My sons head in place with two fistfuls of Michael's hair, while
smiling broadly down into his frightened eyes. "How you liking it so far
Mikey? I can tell already, that it's gonna be a wicked tight
fit.....ooooohhhhh yeeeaaah, your throat is gonna feel like a tight
leather glove that don't wanna go on. So looks like you have two options
here, dude, you can either do everything in your power to adjust your
throat muscles for me, OR, I just FORCE it down your throat....but either
way, you're gonna give me a wicked awesome BLOW-JOB......ain'tcha?"

I continued watching as my sons eyes closed, apparently accepting the
position he was in. I saw his Adams apple again at work, as he tried
desperately to take Brocks thick knob....into his tight throat.

While Brock appeared to be somewhat patient at the moment, more so
probably because Michael was his close friend.....I just knew his
patience would not last long.

However, it lasted longer than I gave him credit for, before he gave his
strong hips a little thrust, causing my son to gag and choke
uncontrollably, as he tried in vain to push his best friend away. Then
with his fists tightened to the max he began pummeling his buds muscular
legs.......again in vain, because his latest action only broadened Brocks
smile. "Dude? Your wasting your strength....you know I fuckin love it
when a bitch tries fighting me off......you ARE going to BLOW me dude,
now you can fight me all you want, BUT you being my best friend and
all......should know that in the end...... I always win!"

I guess that was a warning sign, because, within a few seconds, Brock
gave his powerful hips another thrust, this one almost sent his thick
cock all the way home, with less than an inch to go.

My sons gagging and choking increased dramatically, but Brock held on
tightly to Michael's head and continued smiling. "Almost home Mikey,
next push should do it......you like the feel of my awesome dick
squeezing it's way down your hot throat, dude? Seriously Mikey..........
I think you really should move in with us......so we can start off every
day like this.....wouldn't that be fuckin awesome......you gettin a huge
load of thick cream every morning, from both me and Luke? I mean hell
dude, we can even invite our cousins Jarred and Garret to join in.....if
it turns out you have an insatiable appetite, ya know? I'm sure they
wouldn't mind getting a blow-job every morning before school......fuck
that may even help keep their minds on studies and stuff! So whadaya
say......ya wanna move in with us....huh?"

My son, of course was in no position to reply. His gagging and choking
continued....and he looked frightened as hell.

Brock held his wide smile though, while glancing down into the pleading
eyes of Michael. "No prob Mikey, you can think it over and give me your
answer after you give Luke his BLOW-JOB....that sound fair enough? Cool,
now get ready, bud......cause here comes the rest of my pussy slayer."

Brock, gave his thick tool, another good thrust, and once again held it
there. Throwing his head backwards, closing his eyes, and letting out a
soft moan. "Oooooooh fuck......bro......his throat is soooooo fuckin
tight.....ooooooooh shiiiit ......feels waaaay fuckin awesome,
dude.......you are sooooooo gonna love this.......woooooohoooo!"

Only prob was, My son looked as though he was gonna pass out at any
moment. His eyes were bulging out, every vain in his neck, arms and legs
were bulging out......and his hard fists pounding on his friends thick
legs.......and all of Mihael's wild punches were not even causing Brock
to flinch.

It took Luke.... to remind his bro, that Michael needed some air. "Hey
bro, Mikey is turning blue.....might wanna give em a break, before you
kill em....ya know?"

The words from his twin, brought the well muscled pussy slayer back to
reality. "HUH? ........oooooh shit...... thanks bro!"

Mean while..... even though Luke was enjoying the show his brother was
putting on, he continued fucking my face, very slowly......at a nice even
pace....that is, till his brother withdrew his thick love muscle from my
sons mouth, and Michael fell to the floor struggling to catch his breath,
while Brock stood over the limp body, giving us all a double biceps
pose.....and smiling victoriously. "You've got two minutes,
Mikey......and no more breaks......GOT IT?"

I guess the scene was just too much for Luke, as he began pounding my
mouth and throat viciously, with hard jackrabbit thrusts. "Yeeeaaah Mr.
Fag, better that my dick beats you up, than my fists....huh?"

Obviously, Luke had a good point, but as experienced as I may be at
giving blow-jobs, his thick cock was still beating-up my mouth and
throat......causing an uncomfortable feeling way beyond anything I had
ever experienced before!

With each massive thrust, deep into my throat, Luke would hold my head
tight..... choking me till I was close to passing out.

Just before Brock roughly pulled Michael to his knees to finish the
blow-job.....Luke was spewing thick gobs of his teen cum into my throat,
leaving a few good size spurts for the hollow of my mouth....just so I
would get a very good taste of his awesome seed.

After cleaning Luke's knob to his satisfaction, I was pushed to the
side, then he demanded me to get down on my hands and knees, so that he
could straddle my back like a pony and watch as his twin brother face
fuck Michael.

Brock then changed his mind about the position he wanted Michael
in....while fucking his mouth. "You know what dude? Lay down on your
back, on your bed with those two pillows under your head......I wanna
straddle your face and do push-ups on it. I think you'll enjoy me
literally fucking your face....I know I will!"

Luke and I watched as a still groggy Michael climbed up on his new king
size bed and laid on his back, placing the two extra large pillows under
his head.....as ordered.

Brock then climbed up on the bed and straddled my sons face, mashing
Michael's head deep into the soft feather like pillows.

Brocks thick muscular thighs on each side of my sons head .....sort of
guaranteed that Michael was pretty much pinned, and didn't stand a
chance of escaping.

Brock mashed his huge balls into Michael's face, before lifting himself
up off my sons head....to adjust his pussy slayer. "K Mikey, open your
mouth as wide as you can, I'm gonna fuck your mouth like I fuck Jenna's
pussy, so get nice and comfortable for the new man in your life....k,
FAGGO?"

In no time whatsoever, all of Brocks awesome muscles were glistening in a
sheen of perspiration, as he did his push-ups... up down, up down, up
down, on my sons face, while at the same time deep-throating Michael,
mercilessly.

For some odd reason, the site of Brock fucking my sons face like he
was....gave me a wicked hard-on. Then it dawned on me WHY......Brocks
well muscled bubble butt, with just a light sheen of sweat, looked
fucking awesome, as it flexed it's muscles with each deep thrust into
Michael's mouth and throat, then..... remained flexed for the moment or
two Brocks thick tool stayed buried within Michael's throat. BUT..... it
was the dimples in Brocks tight butt, that mesmerized me. It was almost
as tho his awesome butt was demanding that someone kiss it......over and
over again.

I don't know for how long Brock LITERALLY fucked my sons face, but
suddenly the sight of my sons best friend pumping Michael's mouth hard
and fast.....like a jackrabbit, had my own dick shooting gobs of cum into
my briefs, without even touching my self once.

Then within seconds Brock was moaning rather loudly, as the outline of
his thick cock-head, could easily be seen, throbbing away inside my sons
throat. That scene alone... had both Luke and I moaning in unison, and
the sound of Brocks cries were just too much....it was obvious that this
was one of his best orgasms in his young life, while poor Michael
couldn't seem to swallow fast enough, with streams of jock-boy Brocks
cum squeezing itself out the corners of my sons lips....coating Brocks
thick patch of pubes.

Suddenly, Brock just laid still, with his pussy slayer still buried in
Michael's warm mouth.

It took a couple of moments for Brock, to pull out, and sit up on
Michael's chest.....milking the remaining of his thick white cream down
on my sons face. "My fuckin pubes are covered with my thick cum......and
you're gonna clean every single pubehair with your mouth.....just to
teach you...that from now on....you swallow every tiny gob....you got
that, BITCH?"

My heart pounded for my son, as he laid beneath the well muscled butt of
his best friend, his eyes filling with huge tear-drops. "Come-on
Brock.....you promised I could get some sleep....after BLOWING YOU!"

Brock responded with a smirk and snicker......."and I'll keep my
word.....as soon as you SUCK all this gunk off my pubes.....and give my
bro the best BLOW-JOB of his life......I promise you can get some sleep,
ok buddy?"