Date: Sat, 14 May 2011 15:32:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Richard Small <smaller43@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Afterparty - Chapter 10

Copyright Rick Small, 2011

This story depicts sexual activities between adult males.  If you are not
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The Afterparty
Chapter 10


Tim stepped away from the chaise and headed toward the house as Joe knelt
up to take his place.  Chad had swiveled onto his back and lifted his knees
to his chest, exposing his brown bud, still tight and winking after three
serious fucks.  Tim looked down at him, studying his nephew's sturdy body,
his strong legs, his heavy dick.  A picture to preserve in his mind's photo
album.  He stroked his own dick slowly, bringing it to full hardness and
encouraging the precum to rise.  In just a few moments, he was rewarded by
the first big drop of transparent slickness bubbling from his slit.  He
grunted and stroked out another, gathering them together and swiping them
carefully onto the center of Chad's hole.  His lithe, muscular frame tensed
as he worked, the pecs swelling and stretching as he moved his hand.
Another couple of drops appeared and he spread them again on Chad's butt,
twisting his finger around the closed ring.

He leaned closer to Chad and brought his legs forward, settling his
nephew's ankles on his shoulders while he aimed his cock at the sweet spot.
A couple of preliminary nudges told him he was centered, and he began to
press forward, looking down to watch his cock being swallowed by the
talented bottom beneath him.  He let out a deep breath and smiled at the
kid.

"Sweet hole, man," he said, thrusting his hips forward.  "You're a natural,
you know that?"

"I know it feels good," Chad said, levering his ass higher.  The new angle
made it easier for Joe to enter and aim for his nut, and he did, brushing
against the sensitive button a second later and making Chad's ass ring
clamp hard around the invading dick.  "Real good." He reached out and
grasped Joe's hips, pulling him closer until his uncle's thick pubic bush
was scratching his taint and ball sack.

Joe laughed.  "I hope it does," he said, beginning an easy fuck rhythm.  "I
could get used to screwing a hole this sweet."

"As long as your cock keeps working, you'll have my ass to fuck," Chad
assured him.  " 'Course, you know you'll be on the receiving end one of
these days."

"Yeah, and I'm looking forward to that, too," Joe chuckled.  "But right now
I'm going to do some deep-dicking, see if I can't fuck another cum out of
you." He reached down and tweaked one of Chad's nips, getting a jolt out of
the sudden clamping of the young guy's ass ring but powering through it.

Joe's pace began to pick up, his cock sliding in the tight, slick channel
provided by several loads of cream in his nephew's muscular butt.  The
sensations were intense: heat, velvety muscle, silky cum all combining to
work magic on his dick.  It felt like the longer he fucked, the bigger he
got, his cock swelling and stretching until it was the one thing he could
feel, the center of his world, as it drove deeper into Chad's ass.  He
leaned forward and ran a hand through the dense mat of fur on Chad's pecs,
combing the curls with splayed fingers, feeling the sweat and the heat of
his skin.  A finger tip brushed across a tight brown nipple again, and Chad
bucked, his ass tightening around the thickness driving into him.

Joe's face took on a feral cast, his lips drawn back in a combination of
smile and snarl and showing his teeth in an expression of ruthless hunger.
The afternoon heat had risen.  Perspiration began to collect at his
hairline and then run in thin rivulets down his face, matching the streams
that ran down his chest and sides.  Soon, every stroke was accompanied by a
liquid smack as he drove into his nephew.

Doug was still focused on Chad, his eyes never leaving his cousin's body
while he slowly stroked his cock, keeping it hard but edging, staying well
away from cumming.  He was processing the idea of fucking Chad, sliding his
dick into that hot, tight tunnel and pounding till he shot.  A new
experience for him – he hadn't fucked a girl yet, either.  He wondered
about his brother.  Cam always seemed so much more grown up than he felt;
he must have had some experience, Doug decided.  He'd ask him later, after
they went to bed.  In the meantime, he was caught up in the action,
watching his dad screw his cousin, seeing how they both seemed to be
enjoying it a lot.  A lot.  He ran a hand down his own torso, feeing the
soft curls of dark fur, the smooth skin beneath warm in the sun.  Felt
good.  Felt strong.  He'd be ready.

Chad certainly looked like he was enjoying the experience, Doug thought.
And his dad.  Wow.  Cock of polished granite, long muscles knotting and
flexing, his strong legs powering the glistening rod as it pistoned in and
out.  That was really what held Doug's gaze – the long, thick cock his
dad carried between his legs, glistening with oil in the sun, his heavy
balls swinging at every stroke, their fur blurring the actual size of his
sack.  Hearing the smack of sweaty flesh on sweaty flesh brought everything
to focus – and hearing the pace pick up.  His dad was headed for the
finish, pounding deep and hard into Chad's backdoor, churning the cum
already in his nephew's ass into a froth that seeped slowly around his dick
and kept it shining with slick wetness.  Doug bit his lip, hard, trying not
to moan as he watched.

Joe leaned farther over Chad and began to hunch wildly, his tight ass
whipping forward and back in a staccato attack on the firm butt cheeks
beneath him, sweat dripping directly onto Chad's chest and arms and belly,
and then he gasped once and groaned.  "Aw, shit," he mouthed slowly,
hunching hard.  Again he said, "Aw, SHIT!" and then he lost his rhythm,
punching into Chad's ass in spasms like a doll jolted by electricity, and
he was spewing the load he'd saved, the load he'd been building all day, up
Chad's chute.

Doug watched spellbound as his dad blew his wad, and then Chad took the
spot, mumbling incoherently as ropes of cum sailed across his torso and
landed on his shoulders and cheeks before the explosion settled into a
steady flow down his hand and across his stomach.

Joe remained folded over Chad's torso, his breathing hard but steady, as
Chad brought his hands up to his shoulders and gripped them.

"Great fuck, Uncle Joe," he said quietly.  "You really pounded the cum out
of me."

"Back atcha," Joe answered, lifting his head and beginning to pull back.
"And you're a fucking mess now."

"Yeah.  Don't care.  It's just cum." Chad sighed and let his head fall
back.

"Good for your skin," Joe teased.  He reached down and began to massage the
cream into the kid's chest.  He toyed with the puddled jizz for a few more
minutes, then pulled back slowly and let his cock slip out of Chad's butt.

Doug had been unconsciously holding his breath; now he let it out in a long
sigh, his shoulders relaxing.  His cock still stood thick and tall, the
head swollen and dark, with a slow stream of precum running down the shaft.
As Joe stood up, he looked over at his youngest and grinned.  "You are
gonna love this ass," he said, moving toward Doug's chair.  "Hot.  Tight.
Slick.  Tal.Ent.Ed." He chuckled.  "And all yours now.  Go for it." He laid
a hand on Doug's shoulder and squeezed.  "Let your cousin show you how a
real bottom fucks.  Just don't let him spoil ya, okay?"

Chad turned his head and smiled at his cousin.  "You about ready for me,
doofer?" he asked, licking his lips.

Doug smiled back and walked over to Chad's lounge.  "Question is, are you
about ready for me?" he said, teasing his cock for more precum.  He stood
over Chad's face for a second, letting a large pearl of pre gather, then
squeezed it onto his cousin's lips.  "Lots more where that came from," he
said, reaching for the oil.

Chad reached up and tickled Doug's ball sack with a couple of fingers,
pulling one of the hairs, and then pressing behind the sack with a knuckle.
"That's what I'm here for," he said, dropping his hand and licking his
lips.  "Want at least one load from everybody today, and more if you can
manage it." He pulled his knees back to his chest.  "You wanta do it this
way? Or would ya rather do it doggy?"

"This way," Doug said, kneeling up on the chaise.  "I wanna see your face
when my big-ass dick slides into your hole."

Chad chuckled.  "Yeah, your big-ass dick's lookin' mighty good right now.
Don't waste time here, I want that sucker up my butt." He spread his knees
wide, opening his groin, and crooked a finger.  "C'mon, dude, slide it in."

Doug reached forward and ran a finger tip around the small brown bud,
feeling the tightness of the muscle along with the softness of the skin.
He leaned closer, watching intently as he stroked and pressed on the ring,
while Chad hummed contentedly.  Doug continued to stroke the hole, pressing
harder as he dribbled a bit of oil onto his finger tips, and then he pushed
in, opening the ring and feeling around the inside with the greased digit.
Chad's humming grew louder as Doug explored.  He pulled his heels back to
his butt cheeks and let his knees fall wide again, giving Doug complete
access to the target.  Doug dropped his other hand to his cock, slowly
swirling the oil along its length, not stroking it but just spreading the
lube, and kneed a bit closer until his cock head lodged next to the
exploring finger tip.  He ran his fingers up Chad's taint and scratched
across his ball sack before circling the root of his cock firmly and
pushing forward with his hips.

At the same moment, Doug's cock popped through the tight ass ring and Chad
took a quick, deep breath.  Doug moaned, wide eyed.  "Dude.  You're so
fuckin' tight.  Shit.  Awesome tight!"

"Yeah, I am, huh," Chad agreed, laying a hand on Doug's fist that was still
wrapped around his dick.  "Now that you're in, you can take your time," he
said.  "Just don't back out on me."

Doug was caught up in the sensations flooding his body.  The heat of Chad's
ass, the tight grip on his dick that felt like a fist gripping him, the
slickness of the four loads already deposited there, the muscular massage
Chad was controlling in his channel, all combined with the smell of fresh
cum and sweat that radiated from Chad's body, the streams of perspiration
running down his own face and torso, the newness of being sleeved in his
cousin's butt – all made it hard to breathe or to concentrate on
anything but his cock.  He'd never felt anything like this purely masculine
joining of two bodies with one goal.  He leaned into the fuck, moving his
hips slowly forward and back, sliding his swollen rod through the tight
grip of Chad's chute.  He wasn't fucking hard – yet.  But he was panting
as though he'd just run a race, taking deep gulps of air as he screwed,
sucking in the combined perfumes of his and his cousin's sex play.

His hair began to mat with sweat, the dark curls plastering to his
forehead, and he blinked the salt out of his eyes.  His world narrowed
until all his eyes could take in was the brown, furry expanse of Chad's
torso, gleaming with perspiration In the afternoon heat, the small nipples
sharp.  His cock seemed to grow larger, thicker, harder, the connection
between him and Chad the rock-like length between his legs.  His balls
slapped against Chad's ass with every stroke, swinging just above the terry
cover on the chaise.  He could see that his pubes mashed into the bottom of
Chad's ball sack on each inward thrust, the sweat sparkling like diamond
dust on the deeply tanned flesh.

Chad was urging him on, one hand on his hip, the other toying playing with
a nipple.  Doug felt the electricity of the nipple play as a dull ache low
in his belly, gradually sharpening until it blossomed and filled his groin
with cold fire.  He began to fuck faster, listening to the slickness
between them as he sawed in and out, his thighs tensing.

Jake strolled out through the hedge carrying a half-dozen bottles of beer,
refreshed by his shower and freshly oiled for the sun.  He gleamed like a
votive statue polished by years of reverent touch, but his open grin turned
the gleam playful.  He was about to say something when he noticed the
fierce concentration of Doug's expression.  He set the bottles on the table
and sat down next to Tim wordlessly, fascinated by the sight.  As he
watched, his cock began to rise, and he stroked it absently, not trying to
take it beyond the simple pleasure of being connected to his own body.  He
glanced over to where Cam had been napping and saw that Cam, too, was awake
and watching.  Everyone, in fact, was watching the fuck intently, stroking
their own dicks the way he was, just staying connected.

Doug began to pant louder, his pace increased, and he started to mutter
– to himself or to Chad didn't seem to be important.  "Gonna cum," he
mumbled.  "Gonna nut.  Fuck that's good.  Tight hole, dude.  Getting'
there.  Gonna blow."

Chad dropped both hands to Doug's hips and pulled him tighter, urging him
to fuck harder, with longer strokes.  "C'mon, dude," he said, sliding the
back of a hand down Doug's belly to the root of his cock.  "Do it.  Give it
to me.  Shoot your load.  Gimme what you got for me.  Fuck it in, man.
Fuck it!"

Doug's jaw went slack, and then his hips went crazy, and he was pounding
into Chad's butt like a mad man.  "Fuck!" he yelled.  "Cumming.  Awww,
shit! Cumming! Fuck! Mmmph. Fuck!"

Chad felt the first blast of cream and then let go, too, shooting his own
load up his chest, his ass ring clamping onto Doug's cock like a vise while
his cousin struggled to release every drop of cum in his body.  "Gah damn!"
he shouted.  "Fuckin' A.  Yeah! Do it! Shoot that shit.  Shoot it!"

Doug reached the end of his load, his balls drained, and slumped forward
exhausted.  Still mumbling half-incoherently, he licked along Chad's neck,
taking up sweat and cum, and rested his head on Chad's shoulder, lungs
heaving for air.  Chad wrapped his legs around Doug's lower back, his
ankles crossing the wide triangle of crisp fur at the base of his spine and
coming to rest on his flanks.  Doug twitched a couple of times and then was
still, his dick locked In Chad's chute like a key in a door.

Jake turned to Tim.  "What's that make now?" he asked, picking up his beer.
"Four in a row?"

"Seems like," Tim agreed, letting his semi-hard cock drop onto his thigh.
He counted off on his fingers.  "Nope, five.  Think he's had enough?"

Jake laughed quietly.  "Prob'ly not," he said.  "But I bet his butt's full.
You guys shoot big loads, all of you."

"Yeah, well," Tim muttered.

"Hey, no complaints," Jake said, touching his bottle to Tim's.  "The
opposite, in fact.  Chad and I both like big loads.  More nutritious." He
grinned.

Doug raised his head, then lifted himself off Chad's torso.  "Dude.  That
was awesome," he said, shaking his head as though he'd been swimming.

"Yeah, it was," Chad agreed.  He turned his head.  "Hey, Uncle Tim," he
said, looking toward the table where Tim and Joe sat with Jake.  "I think
I'm gonna like livin' here."

"Like being surrounded by hot men, do ya?" Joe laughed.

Doug pulled back a bit, then looked down at the spot where his cock
disappeared into Chad's ass.  "Awesome," he muttered.  He slid back a bit,
then a bit more, until nothing but the head of his cock was still engaged,
then pulled out completely, his cock streaked with cum and oil.  He looked
up at Chad, who was eyeing him hungrily.

"Dude," Chad said.  "Bring that lollipop over here.  I'll clean you up.
Then you need a beer before you dehydrate and pass out on us." He lifted
his head.  "C'mon, dude.  Stick that down my throat, I'll have you clean as
a whistle in no time."

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