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Daddy Boy Stories

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Coach is a real man É I remember how after a game, he showered with us!!

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Handjobs July 1997 Letters 4 Exam by Sean Terrell 7 Like Father Like Son by Rolando Merida 12 Backpacking with Uncle Rusty 19 by Bill Summer

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those hot stories. I am only about half way thru it. I try to read a little bit each day. I am fifty-two, and jack off at least once a day. I have several guys who drop by to service this Daddy-dick. I must also add that you guys are by far the best service oriented publication I have subscribed to. Keep up the good work. ¥ PA PS: PLEASE, donÕt ever think about selling out to one of those big-gay publishing houses. You guys are too good to let such a great magazine fall into that trap. Dear Handjobs: This letter is long overdue in letting you know how much I enjoy your magazine and look forward to each issue. IÕve lost many a load over your stories. CruisinÕ the Park by Jimmy in the June 1997 issue was a real turn on. There should have been an illustration to go with the story. I hope there will be a continuation of the story by having Jimmy bring Grandpa home to meet Dad. Keep those hot stories cumming and so will I. ¥ MI Dear Handjobs: How ya doing? You have the best books of anybody. They really are good and I canÕt hardly wait for the issue to come out each month. Please continue and print more incest stories about married sons and fathers and son-in-laws and married men and married grandfathers and grandsons. All the stories are good and hot. ¥ NC Dear Handjobs: Many thanks for solving the problems with my order in the past. Since the problem I had with you is solved, I am excited to make another order as I have been waiting for years for the Anthology and there is now one ready. I have enjoyed your magazine from the first time I found it in Boston with a friend and I have not missed one issue ever since and I am glad to read the back stories from the earlier issues that I have never read and received. I always look forward to receiving the issues every month. My favorite time is on Fridays, so I donÕt have to worry about my bedtime. If I receive the magazine early in the workday week, I have a difficult time going to bed early and getting up early to go to work. The kind of work I have requires a lot of sleep but from time to time I have gone to bed late due to reading your hot issues every month, unless I get it on Friday. Several times I had to call in ill so that I can rest on the next work day. Again, many thanks for solving the problem I had in the past. ¥ NY Dear Handjobs: IÕm very sorry. IÕve really missed your Handjobs magazine. IÕve been taking care of a sick friend and working a lot. This week was my one week vacation. IÕm very sad because I miss the monthly mag and it is very hard to locate them in the local book stores. So I plan to keep on ordering them from you forever. I still wish I had a Daddy!!! I need to find out what has been happening. Your Little Cubby Bear. ¥ CA Dear Guys: Since my last communication with you, I have received Handjobs Anthology 1 and Handjobs May 97 and June 97 issues. Today I sit at my work processor trying to think of the different ways to say Òthank you.Ó The Anthology is all I could have asked for. The artwork to accompany the stories is masterfully arranged. As often as I have read and reread Letters ¥ 5


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the text only reprints, the drawings add another dimension entirely. The May 1997 issue is superb É as usual. I removed the June 1997 issue of Handjobs from the envelope and my eyes are rewarded with a lip-smacking scene that scent my hand immediately to my cock É so far, I have not even turned a page (except to make sure there are still 82 pages in this issue). A small concern: Now that you have computer access, I hope you do not intend to discontinue printing the Handjobs magazine. I can not afford to purchase a computer and the thought of being without my Handjobs is intolerable. In closing, multiply Ôthank youÕ by one million (itÕs how I feel about you guys). ¥ CA Handjobs Reply: You can rest assured that we do not intend to stop printing Handjobs. Dear Handjobs: Your year book of stories, Handjobs Anthology 1, was great. I hope you will continue years 1992 through 1997. Handjobs Reply: We are busy working on Handjobs Anthology 2, the stories from the 1992 issues. Watch for an announcement in the August 1997 issue. Dear Handjobs: You guys are really something!!! A one week turn around on my rather large and diverse order is FANTASTIC!!!! I expected to wait at least several weeks before I got even a part of my order filled. And to top it off, it was exactly as I ordered it. Thank you again and I will tell anyone interested that they have nothing to fear when they order anything from you. ¥ email Hey Guys: Thank you so very much for your incredibly prompt service and attention. As a new subscriber I was amazed at how quickly I received my back issues, etc. You guys are great! I am truly reveling, body and soul, in your magazine. Where the hell have I been? Finally I find a forum for what I have lived and loved my whole life. I donÕt know how I have been missing you guys these past seven years! I have had incestuous relationships with several male family members beginning with my cousin when I was six years old (he was ten). At age eight I sucked his cock for the first time and the rest, as they say, is history! This developed further, to the point where I was sexing it up with my cousin and his dad, my uncle, by my twelfth birthday. Thus you could see how I would enjoy all of Danny DeeÕs memoirs of his encounters with his uncle and cousin! Fuck, it gets me hard just thinking about those many steamy afternoons with Uncle Al and Cousin Steve, giving up my hot teenage incest loads to them Ð and swallowing their family cum in return. Anyway, the ultimate happened when I turned thirteen and my dad got into the act, after catching me jerking off in my room to some gay porno I swiped from my uncle. After a careful seduction on his part, he and I had our first of countless incest sessions together. We had many foursomes together with my uncle and cousin over years of time. I never regretted a second of it. My dad showed me just what wild, filthy shit fathers and sons can do to each other (and with uncles, cousins and buddies as well!). My dad and I remained secret lovers until his death in 1990. I miss him so muchÉ. To this day I wait for a man who can fill his boots and my slut-boy mouth with the same attitude, lust and machismo! continued on page 58 6 ¥ Letters


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Exam by Sean Terrell I hadnÕt been to a doctor since I had a bad bout of the flu as a kid. Luckily, I was usually very healthy. I was nervous now, because I was required to have a physical before I could sign up for advanced sports at school. I was also very lucky at playing sports. I liked them and was good at them. Also, I liked being around the other guys, laughing and talking nasty in the locker rooms and on the field. I had been selected to represent my school district by competing in a decathlon. A form was mailed to me, and I was required to fill it out and take it to an assigned athletic doctor for a full physical, before I could begin training and compete. After completing the questionnaire, I nervously called and made an appointment. It was scheduled for early the next Saturday morning. I hated that. I loved to sleep in on Saturdays. Nothing felt better than to lie in bed, and stroke my boner, thinking about sex, and cumming all over my hot stomach, sometimes twice in a row. Our school coach was a great guy, and a real man. I remember how after a game at another school, he showered with us, to celebrate our win. I donÕt know what it is about him, but I canÕt keep my eyes off of him. Especially seeing him totally naked that time. I think about him a lot when I beat off Ð his wet, hairy torso, and well-defined muscular chest, arms, thighs and legs. I just canÕt help getting all sexed up thinking about him, visualizing him with with a big boner, watching his big, hairy, firm ass pumping up and down as he pokes his wife. Ohhh shit, IÕm going to cum, if I donÕt stop! IÕve got to stop, or IÕll be late for my physical. WhyÕd the damn thing have to be so early in the morning? I was already late, and just ran a wet wash cloth over my body, and brushed my teeth, weary-eyed. After all, I had showered after gym at school just yesterday afternoon. I hopped on my bike hoping the cool breeze would help wake me as I nibbled on a cold piece of toast. Wearing only a sweat shirt over my tee shirt, and sweat pants, I was sorry I hadnÕt dressed warmer. It felt good after the cold ride when I got inside the doctorÕs office. It was really warm and soon I was feeling cozy and really sleepy again. They said it wouldnÕt be long before the doctor could see me and they put me in a room to wait. They said he would have questions before he examined me. I was weighed and they took my temperature and blood pressure, then I was left alone. I lounged in a chair, sprawled out in as much of a prone position as I could, and kept drifting off. I guess I had dozed off completely. I remember thinking about showering with our coach again, when suddenly I heard the door. It was the doctor, and as he stepped in the room his eyes were glued to my crotch. I looked down and saw the outline my boner made in my sweat pants, and at the tip of my dick, was a big wet spot. I blushed and quickly covered my lap with my hands, jolting upright in the chair. Exam ¥ 7


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ÒIÕm Doctor Collins,Ó he said. A smile came across his face. ÒFrom what I can already see, youÕre quite healthy É in some areas,Ó he remarked. ÒTo speed this up I could ask questions, as you undress and I examine you; É unless you would rather I leave the room while you undress? Just take off everything except your shorts.Ó Still embarrassed, I began taking off my shoes, socks, and sweat shirt. The doc wasnÕt a bad looking man himself. Sort of reminded me of a combination of my dad and our coach. He kept asking questions and writing down stuff as I completed undressing. I felt like his eyes were on me the whole time. He is a doctor, after all! Why should I be so uptight about undressing for him? IÕm sure heÕs seen plenty of guys with hard-ons and leaking dicks! I was thinking all this as I looked down at the wet spot on the front of my jockeys. My dick was still a little puffed up and showed through the thin material of my briefs. I was wishing it would go back to its normal size, but then I didnÕt want it to shrivel up to nothing from my nervousness either. I didnÕt want the doc to think I had a puny little boy dick on me. He had me sit on the end of the exam-table and checked out my reflexes, then asked me to lie on my back. He immediately began by examining my eyes, ears, and mouth, then begin probing my stomach and sides with his fingers. It was almost ticklish, and I squirmed. He grinned, and commented on me being ticklish. His hands roamed over my torso and I shivered when he began lifting my legs, and bending them to my chest. ÒNeed to see how flexible you are,Ó he said. His hands felt warm and nice wrapped around my thighs. As he pressed down the fingers of one hand bumped against my crotch. ÒStill a little damp there, I see É you must have been having quite the daydream.Ó I quickly turned my head to the side, away from him, trying to hide my blushing again. ÒCare to tell me about it?Ó That really made me blush, and I just stuttered in a low whisper, ÒNoooo É no!Ó ÒDo you have erotic dreams a lot? É ItÕs very common for guys your age, you know.Ó He now lowered my legs, and examined my feet and toes. Again it was ticklish, but what he had been saying about erotic dreams made me think of the coach and I could feel my rod getting plumb and swelling up again. Oh shit, why couldnÕt I stop it! É WhatÕs the doc going to think of me throwing a stiff boner while heÕs examining me? Ð And was he thinking IÕd had a wet-dream in the waiting-room or something? ÒDonÕt be embarrassed by your erection,Ó he calmly said, as I was thinking it. ÒItÕs quite common, and shows youÕre a healthy boy. It happens a lot,Ó he added reassuringly. ÒYouÕre in very good shape and everything is checking out very normal. É Now, if youÕll turn over on your stomach, IÕll check out your backside.Ó 8 ¥ Exam


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Our school coach is a great guy, and a real man.

I canÕt keep my eyes off of him. I was relieved at that, and quickly turned over on the table. He was listening to my lungs, etc., and feeling my ribs, then his hands were almost massaging my buttocks. ÒNice and firm,Ó he noted as his hands slid to the back of my thighs. I shivered again, hearing him add, ÒNice muscles here, too! É YouÕre in very good shape. LetÕs have you slide down, stand, and bend over the table. I need to check you out, É uhh, inside.Your prostate gland and all.Ó I saw him reach over and grab a rubber glove. He put it on, and said, ÒIÕll use some lubricant. É Tell me if it gets uncomfortable. ItÕs very important to always have it checked, especially as you get older,Ó he added, just as his finger touched my butt hole. Exam ¥ 9


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I jumped, not knowing what to expect. He gently caressed the area around my sensitive hole, then begin pressing his finger in. ÔJesus, Doc É is this necessary?Õ I was thinking. It sort of burned a little, as he poked his finger deeper inside my butt hole, but didnÕt hurt like I expected it to. ÒUmm, É youÕre very tight, É I know it might be a little uncomfortable at first until I find your prostate, but hang in there. Ð It will feel much better once I can examine and massage it.Ó I gritted my teeth, expecting the worst, but it actually was starting to feel good. He moved his finger in and out slightly, and circled it around inside my tight canal. I started getting little tingling sensations, and my groin and nuts started to feel like they were on fire. I must have wiggled my ass Õcause suddenly he said, ÒYeah, thatÕs a boy, É push back a little, one more try and itÕll start to feel real good!Ó Just then it was like an electric shock! He touched something in there, and my whole body was alive. My dick went from limp to a full hard on, in a second. I squirmed again, bring my hands down to my sides, hoping to hide my erection from him. ÒFeels good, É huh?Ó he said as he continued to probe and massage inside my hot hole. ÒI can tell you havenÕt done this before. Ð Your sphincter is very tight around my finger, and your prostate gland is extremely sensitive, É right?Ó ÒUh huh,Ó I sort of groaned. I could feel the juice starting to flow out the tip of my dick as his finger worked around inside me. God, it was starting to feel damned good! Ð I closed my eyes, and for a brief second, pretended he was my coach. ÒOhhhh É,Ó I blurted out involuntarily. ÒThat feels good, doesnÕt it? Ð You shouldnÕt be shy about playing around back here, yourself, É when you masturbate. Ð As you can see, it can be very pleasurable!Ó he added. Right now all I could think of was, ÔI wish he were my coach, and I wish he would keep doing it until I came.Õ I was so close to cumming that I had to do something fast, or IÕd shoot all over the docÕs exam-table. My cock was throbbing like crazy against the end of the table. ÒThere now, that will be enough exploring this time,Ó he said, slowing sliding his finger from my excited hole. Taking me by the hips, he said quickly, ÒNow, turn around and IÕll examine your testicles.Ó As he spun me around, my dick, still fully erect, flopped against his arm. ÒMy, you did like that part of the examination, didnÕt you? Look how wet it made you. Do you always have a lot of precum?Ó he asked me. ÒUh, well, É yeah, I guess so,Ó I shyly answered, trying to act as if standing here in front of my doctor with a full blown hard on was normal. Before I could react, he reached for a napkin and said, ÒHere, let me clean this off a little. ThereÕs so much it might drip on the floor.Ó I quickly glanced down as his hand wrapped around the head of my rigid cock, and as he wiped up the gobs of precum trickling down the underside of my dick, I 10 ¥ Exam


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held my breath, hoping not to pop my nuts, right in his hand. His other hand came up to my nuts, and as he cupped them in one hand and moved the other slightly in a stroke motion on my burning cock, I heard him say in a loud whisper, ÒItÕs ok, let it go. You need to do it. Empty those balls, let it fly!Ó Listening to his words, I lost all control of my feelings. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes, and felt the greatest pleasure of any cum I had ever had since that very first one! I let out a low muffled cry and felt my cock fire jet after jet of pent-up sperm. ÒThatÕs a boy!Ó I could hear my doctor saying. ÒJust let it fly! É Ah, yeah, that feels good, doesnÕt it?Ó His fist was swiftly jerking me off, and I was loving every second of it. I could hear the hot drops of my jizz landing on the paper covering the exam-table top, and with his other hand he gently fingered my nuts, cupping and massaging them, as they emptied the big build up, that I hadnÕt taken time for earlier this morning. When my spasms subsided and I came back to reality, I was totally embarrassed again. ÒIÕm sorry, Sir. É IÕm really sorry.Ó He took me by the shoulders and looked right at me. ÒThereÕs nothing to be sorry about! YouÕre just a healthy guy. ItÕs all right! Believe me, IÕve seen this many times. ItÕs very natural. You should learn to enjoy those pleasures by yourself, or even with someone! You can always come to me if you have any questions.Ó I took a deep breath as I began to feel better about making such a mess on his table. ÒHere,Ó he said handing me the box of tissues, Òwhy, donÕt you clean up, while I make some notes. IÕll make sure they know youÕre more than ready to take on the decathlon. YouÕre in perfect shape!Ó As the doctor turned to reach for his pen and paperwork, I could clearly see the bulge and outline of a very prominent hard-on of his own. Feeling better now, but still a little rattled about what had just happened, I wobbly pulled up my jockeys, hiding my still semi-hard-on, and started dressing. ÒOk, I guess weÕre done for today. However, IÕll need to see you next Saturday again. We didnÕt get to finish. Remember, I still have to check out those testicles,Ó he said, smiling. ÒYou know, for a hernia. The old turn your head and cough routine, like an Army exam,Ó he said, with a slight laugh. He patted me on the back, and as I was about to leave, he winked at me, and said. ÒIf you would like, I could ask your Coach to be here, too! Perhaps he could assist me? Would you like that?Ó I was speechless and overwhelmed as the thought penetrated my mind. I just automatically nodded ÔyesÕ, as I turned and went out the door and stood dumfounded as the nurse made another appointment for next Saturday. As I rode home on my bike, it was all I could think of. My cock was rock hard again. It was going to be one long, exciting week! Exam ¥ 11


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Like Father Like Son by Rolando MŽrida

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Hey, my friend. Is that teapot on the road two miles back your car? You must be crazy if you think you can walk to the next town. ItÕs 20 miles from here! CÕmon, itÕs almost night fall. You can spend the night with me and my son. HeÕll love it.

20 miles? Oh, God. I didnÕt think it was so far away! You É you are very kind, Sir. But stay at your home? I É

I had no choice. This husky bear had Hey, a nice smile and Son. Your maybe he was the Father has a only help I was surprise for you. going to get on that We have a lonely road. My guest tonight! fucking cell phone was out of service, and I hadnÕt seen any vehicles except this old, smelly truck. Troy told me heÕd driven all last night and all day today and after dropping off his last load, all he wanted was to see his young son. They lived together in a rustic house they built years ago after Troy divorced and got custody of his boy. From what I could tell, the man really loved his son, but not in the way I thought.

Hi, Randy, Sonny. HowÕs your day? Daddy missed you so much!!

Just fine, Daddy. Missed you too, Sir!! MmmÉ

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What the É? Hey, hey! Are you really the kidÕs father, uh? Wait, wait É I donÕt think you should É. Hey, Kid. Oh, my É hey, Troy! IÕm sorry to disturb your family party, but, oh, God! This is insane! Please, I donÕt care for this. But É I É I just É OH!

Oh, sorry, Man! I didnÕt think this would bother you! You see, we have a very close Daddy-Son relationship! We do not deny each other the right to be happy together. ItÕs just É our way of expressing fatherly love.

Of course, youÕre our guest now. LetÕs have dinner and go to sleep. Tomorrow weÕll get your car and fix it. You can sleep in the room next to ours, and donÕt worry, you wonÕt hear a thing.

must confess, I was very disturbed by the scene. I didnÕt eat dinner and I couldnÕt sleep that night. I had heard about relationships like that, but I never thought they were consensual. Maybe Troy forced Randy to have sex É maybe thatÕs why he divorced! But É how could he get custody? The kid didnÕt seem unhappy, either. What the hell was goinÕ on here? Bah É I must be paranoid. A simple kiss and cuddle doesnÕt mean that the man fucked his own child. It was my mind that was fucking me. Yeah, that was ÉÉ

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noise and a deep moaning made me wake up suddenly. My curiosity grew with each step I made towards their room. Instead of a door, there was just a piece of cloth hiding the horny sounding moans. I must be having a fucking nightmare! My dirty thoughts were not as dirty as that shit! Oh, God! They do fuck each other!!! But É no, the kid, while smoking, was being serviced by his own father!! That bear had his boyÕs fat cock deep inside his hungry mouth É TheyÕre not playing É they are having sex in front of my very eyes! Oh, geez É what should I do?

Oooh, Daddy É youÕre sucking it so well! I can feel the inside of your throat, Dad É ooh! Uh É hey, do you think the stranger understood our way of life just from our kiss? Maybe we should tell him, Dad. IÕd like to have his mouth on me like I have yours nooow É OH, DAD!!

Mmm, slurp É donÕt worry, Son. Your father has always brought you the horniest and hottest lookinÕ men he can find on the road and in the bars. If he got the message (slurp) he will come and join us just like all the others. YouÕll see Sonny É now let me keep tasting your cheesy boyish cock, please É SLURP! HeÕll hear us!!

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Yeah, Daddy! My tool needs your service! Just like every night É ohhh É I wait for your sweaty body after a long, hard dayÕs work! Suck, Dad! SUCK! OHH É

Oh, what? The kid is oiling his father ÉÉ uhh É his hands are rubbing oil into every pour of his fatherÕs hairy body. I canÕt believe it. IÕm getting horny, too!

roy and his son talked so much while they fucked that I soon understood everything. He got men for his son, and they had a very intense and horny sex life, shared sometimes with those men. They were waiting Ôtill I noticed them, so they could invite me to their party. Oh, my É what the fuck had I gotten myself into? These sick men were making noises and groaning while that big dick went in and out, in and out the bearÕs wet mouth. Troy jerked off Rub it furiously, as if the real cock taste gave him good, even more lust and Randy, my staminaÉ Son! ItÕs got to be slicker than slick so we can really enjoy our nightly play!

Oooh, Sonny!! Your spit is too hot, as usual! Shove it inside my ASS!!

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Wait, wait a minute, Dad! I know your holeÕs hungry for my boy meat, but you should lubricate it first, Daddy! CÕmon, let me coat it with fresh, hot and slippery Daddy saliva!!! Uhhh É remember when you brought that college boy here? His ass was as hairy as yours!!

Oh, my Son!! YouÕre shoving two fingers up my ass, arenÕt you? I know by heart how thick each of your fingers is!! I wish our guest could watch us! É And JOIN us!!!

Are you ready, Dad? Here comes my meat, as hard and wet as you like it É Ooh É naughty Bear, youÕre stretching and puckering your hairy ass, uh? I warn you, IÕll push and force myself into your gut É uh? Ahhh É

Ooops É

Oh, boy É yesss, IÕm tightening my fuck hole É I like to feel you push hard, Son! DonÕt worry, you know how I like my man meat, Randy! DonÕt be afraid! FUCK, Son!! Thrust it into my gut!! Ahhh É thatÕs it É AWWW!! It É it hurts É itÕs too big! I love you Son, love your coooock!!

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Dad, I canÕt wait! IÕm gona blow deep inside your ass É ! Oohhh! Yeahh, you got my milk again, Father!!

Oh, yeah! ItÕs so hot, Son!! IÕm cumminÕ too, dear É ! IÕm cumminÕ É !! Eh, did you hear that moaning, son? Shhh!! Listen!! YouÕre wrong this time, Daddy. Your guest is sleeping like a log. WeÕll have to look for another fuck buddy next time. DonÕt worry. We have each other if things get worse, uh?

Oh, shit! It canÕt be, Son! He has the look. IÕve never been wrong.

What É ? Why did you say that? There are other ways to get this guy to fuck with us. Maybe he should hear our orgy, Dad. Maybe we should just É uh? WhatÕs that?

IÕll leave this sick place in the morning É

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Backpacking with Uncle Rusty by Bill Summer When I was growing up, I always idolized my Uncle Rusty. Rusty was MomÕs baby brother, but even as a teenager he was by far the biggest and most powerful man on either side of my family. He was more like a big brother than an uncle. Uncle Rusty was a good athlete, and his best sport was wrestling. I got Mom to take me to his high school matches, and he always wrestled last Ð in the heavyweight category. He was 6Õ 1Ó tall and 205 pounds of solid muscle, with far more hair on his chest than any of his teammates or opponents. The skimpy wrestling uniform showed off both the muscles and the body hair to the maximum degree, and gazing at him induced my first stirrings of male lust. Uncle Rusty was almost unbeatable in his junior and senior years, and I was his biggest fan. When he came around to my house, I would always play-wrestle with him, wrapping my arms around his strong body and inhaling his manly smell. He would let me climb all over him, but he always ended up pinning me (like so many of his opponents) with a half-nelson Ð me flat on my back with his left arm wrapped around my head and his right arm between my legs so his hand reached up to my lower back. Although I always struggled when he had me pinned, I loved the way it made me feel Ð his chest against mine, my face pulled against his musty armpit, and his solid right bicep pressing against my hard boy-dick. One night at the end of the summer, just before he went away to college, he was staying with us. ÒTime for bed, Sport. Get your pajamas on,Ó he said, as the TV show we were watching came to an end. ÒNo way, Uncle Rusty. I wanna stay up to watch the next show,Ó I said with mock defiance. ÒWell,Ó he said, ÒIÕll just have to carry you upstairs and put them on you myself.Ó He plucked me off the couch and slung me over his broad shoulder; I wiggled to escape, but my heart pounded with excitement at the thought of Uncle Rusty stripping me nude as I struggled. He threw me down on my bed and started pulling off my tee shirt as I laughed and twisted around just enough to play the game, but not enough to keep him from removing my clothes. In a minute, I was down to my white jockeys and he said, ÒWell, are you going to get in your pajamas now, or do I need to keep going?Ó My playful reply was, ÒBetcha canÕt!Ó As I rolled onto my stomach, holding tight to the waistband of my underpants, he picked me up with one of his strong arms around my stomach and yanked down my jockey shorts with a quick jerk, revealing my squirming skinny butt. Then he laid me down across his muscular thighs as he sat down on the edge of my bed. ÒYouÕve been so naughty,Ó he said with a grin. ÒYou need to be spanked!Ó Ten half-gentle, half-stinging slaps of his hand on my bare ass had me twisting my body around to get away. His hand was resting on my butt when I rolled Backpacking with Uncle Rusty ¥ 19


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over on his lap and the hand was now resting on my cock, which was as stiff and long as I had ever seen it. Uncle RustyÕs face turned a little red, but he didnÕt remove his hand (or his eyes) from my hard-on. In fact, he ran his thumb and two fingers up and down along the shaft several times, toying with the cockhead, and caressing the ball-sack. I closed my eyes and drank in the delicious physical sensations. Then he pulled his hand away suddenly and said, ÒHey, time for those pajamas!Ó and rolled me off his lap. As he got up, I saw him reach down to adjust his pants to try and conceal the bulge that was there. ÒGood night, Sport,Ó he called as he quickly left the room, leaving me to fantasize about things I didnÕt yet fully understand. ¤

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With college and summer jobs out-of-town, Uncle Rusty wasnÕt around as much for the next few years. I still loved to rough-house with him whenever he came to visit on vacations, though. One time he came over around Thanksgiving and rolled up his sleeve to show me his massive right bicep; a Greek letter (ÒlambdaÓ, he said), three inches high, had been branded onto his arm with a hot iron. Uncle Rusty explained that the ancient Greeks were the greatest civilization the world had ever known and wrestling was their favorite sport. Lambda, he explained, was the ancient symbol for the warriors of Sparta, who were the best fighters and best wrestlers. Several other members of the wrestling team at the university had also gotten the brand at the same time. I ran my finger over the raised scar and thought it was the coolest, most manly thing I had ever seen; it made guys with tattoos on their arms look like wimps. One afternoon when I came home from school, Mom said to me, ÒYour Uncle Rusty called today and offered to take you backpacking for a couple days over spring vacation. If you want to go, itÕs ok with your Dad and me.Ó ÒDo I?!Ó I almost shouted. ÒThatÕll be so cool!Ó Rusty was a senior in college then, and heÕd just finished up his college wrestling career at a big university in North Carolina with a first place in the ACC tournament. He was even more of a solid block of muscle than in high school, while I was just starting to put on some height, but very little in the way of muscles. When I hopped in Uncle RustyÕs car, I was bubbling over with excitement. ÒTell me all about the backpacking trip, Uncle Rusty,Ó I begged. He said weÕd be camping in a national forest in western North Carolina, and the weather looked to be warm in the daytime and cool at night. On the second day, we would be joined at the campsite by Brian, RustyÕs best friend from college, and BrianÕs young buddy Todd, who was about my age. IÕd never met either of them before, but Rusty assured me that weÕd all get along great. He had borrowed a backpack for me and already had the tent, an extra sleeping bag, and all the other gear. At the head of the trail where we parked the car, Uncle Rusty loaded almost all of the equipment into his own backpack. I was just carrying my sleeping bag and extra clothes. Still, he lifted up his heavy pack as if it were empty and 20 ¥ Backpacking with Uncle Rusty


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swung it onto his back. ÒLetÕs go, Sport,Ó he said as he started walking down the trail. HeÕd hiked these mountains lots of times and knew some good places that werenÕt on any trail map. Walking behind him, I watched the muscles in his muscular legs flex with each stride, and my mind wandered to sexual thoughts (as it often did anyway). I quickly popped a boner and rubbed my hand gently along the front of my shorts. I was so distracted by sensual thoughts and feelings that I walked right into Uncle Rusty when he stopped to take a rest beside a wide creek running through the thick woods. Pulling off our packs, hiking boots, and socks, we sat on the bank and dangled our feet in the water. ÒLetÕs really cool off,Ó said Rusty. ÒThis part of the creek is deep enough to swim in.Ó He peeled off his tee shirt, quickly dropped his shorts and underwear, and waded out to the middle of the cool stream. Despite my sexual fantasies about Uncle Rusty, I didnÕt want him to see that I had a hard-on; he might think I was a queer (a matter that was a toss-up in my own mind). So I said, ÒNo, IÕll just sit here.Ó Rusty waded back over with a smile on his face and said, ÒDonÕt be a wuss; remember that time you didnÕt want to get in your pajamas? Do I need to help you get out of your clothes again?Ó In a moment he was standing in front of me in the water, and in a scene right out of my jack-off fantasies he began to pull off my pants. This time I didnÕt resist, raising my hips as the pants and white jockeys slid down my thighs. Even if I didnÕt already have a boner, IÕm sure this erotic deja vu would have instantly produced one. Spying my hardon, Uncle Rusty remarked, ÒHmmm..., just like that other time; but youÕve grown a lot since then, Sport. How about if I get mine hard, too?Ó ÒSure!Ó I replied, a little too enthusiastically, and watched as he began to stroke on his dangling hose of a dick. Quickly, his rod began to lengthen, thicken, and rise up under the urging of his fingers. No longer embarrassed by my arousal, I proudly showed off my slender hard-on as Uncle Rusty climbed up on the stream bank, water dripping from his body, his 9-inch erection rising powerfully from the dense mat of reddish pubic hair, and his walnut-size balls pulled up tight from the cold water. Like me, he was circumcised, but his thick pole made my dick look puny. He sat down next to me and said, ÒYouÕve got a really nice cock there, Sport. How about we feel each other up?Ó I said nothing, but reached over and wrapped my hand around Uncle RustyÕs impressive rod, feeling the heat coming from it even though it still dripped with cool water. We lay side-by-side, with Uncle RustyÕs right arm around my shoulder. I nestled my head against his heavily-muscled upper chest as we slowly jacked each otherÕs hard dicks. I marveled at how the circumference of my uncleÕs massive rod was too great for my hand to fit around. Uncle Rusty said, ÒLet me give you a treat.Ó He turned his body around so his head was just above my quivering cock. I watched as his tongue gently bathed my cockhead. Then he took me in his mouth, and all five inches disappeared into his throat. Each time his head bobbed up and down, his lips and tongue stimulated the nerve endings all along my teenage erection until I moaned loudly from the intense sensations. Uncle Rusty then took my ball sack in his mouth and teased the marble-sized Backpacking with Uncle Rusty ¥ 21


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globes with his tongue. Then he pulled up my legs and brought his tongue into contact with my puckered virgin asshole. I just about jumped out of my skin from the blast of erotic stimulation it caused when he licked all around and then pushed the tip of his tongue against the clenched muscle. Switching back to sucking my dick, he slid a spit-slick finger all around my twitching asshole. I squirmed with erotic delight at the feeling and pulled my legs up to give him better access. He slowly inserted his finger deep into my ass and massaged a spot that produced an electric shock of pure erotic pleasure throughout my body. As Uncle RustyÕs finger wiggled around deep inside my gyrating butt, his mouth was bringing me to a new level of ecstasy. The only thing that pulled me out of my erotic dream world was the nearness of Uncle RustyÕs man-pole to my face and my desire to give this man pleasure. As I held Uncle RustyÕs straining cock in both hands, I breathed in the aroma of raw male sex and of the clean mountain stream water that Rod Shows clung in beads to his dense pubic hair. Uncle Rusty pulled his mouth off my cock long enough to say, ÒLick it all over and then concentrate on my cockhead; be careful you donÕt scrape me with your teeth.Ó I was glad to know what to do and went at it with a hunger to give pleasure that nearly matched my hunger to receive it. Even so, our 69 session was pretty one-sided; Uncle Rusty slowed his pace, but kept sucking me deep into his mouth as I licked his rod like a lollipop. I felt like I was on the edge of cumming for a very long time and my mind and body were awash with intense stimulation. I licked roughly at the piss-hole and then opened my mouth wide to take in his cock, licking all around the sensitive skin of his cockhead. My lips glided up and down over the first two inches of Uncle RustyÕs delicious hard-on, concentrating on the sensitive ridge. I felt Uncle RustyÕs body tense with the sensations I was causing, and his mouth worked harder and faster on my boy dick. That sent me over the edge, and I shouted as my cock started pumping cum into my uncleÕs greedy mouth, my hips thrusting wildly to push deeper into his throat, and my asshole clenching hard around his finger every time my dick pulsed another shot of cum. Uncle Rusty must have known that my virgin mouth couldnÕt suck on his thick cock for too long, so he pulled out after he had sucked me dry. ÒIÕll finish myself off,Ó he said, Òbut thereÕs something I want you to do.Ó ÒSure, Uncle Rusty,Ó I replied breathlessly. ÒIÕll do anything you ask.Ó ÒStick your finger in your bottom like I was doing to you and move it in and 22 ¥ Backpacking with Uncle Rusty


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out.Ó I lay on my back with my legs pulled up and slid a finger in; it gave me an immediate erotic rush that caused my youthful dick to twitch. Uncle Rusty positioned himself on his knees between my legs and stroked his beautiful big erection with one hand, while the other hand cupped and squeezed his balls. The vision made me start to get hard again, only minutes after I had shot a load. ÒNow use two fingers,Ó instructed Uncle Rusty, and I was pleased to discover that two felt even better than one. I continued to finger-fuck my hole and began jacking off with my other hand, watching my ruggedly handsome uncle pleasure himself in long strokes on his nine-inch pole. We both picked up the pace at the same time, as I felt my second orgasm welling up inside me. Uncle RustyÕs hand raced up and down on the top third of his cock, his right bicep flexing with the building tension. Then cum exploded from my uncleÕs rod, the first spurt hitting my face, and the rest spattering all over my cock, balls, asshole, and hands. As he grunted with lust, I finished myself off using his slippery cum to lube my dick and my ass-fucking fingers. In a few seconds, I, too, was overtaken by a crashing orgasm. I lay back, exhausted, watching Uncle RustyÕs erection slowly subside as he smiled down on me. ÒYou like the way it feels when you have something in your ass, donÕt you?Ó stated Uncle Rusty with a grin. ÒYeah,Ó I replied, a little embarrassed at just how much I liked it. ÒYou know, tonight I could put my cock in your ass, and it would feel really good for both of us. ItÕs the way men have sex with each other,Ó he said in a soothing voice. I was startled at the thought of his thick rod inside my body, but I said, ÒIÕll do it if you want me to, Uncle Rusty.Ó ÒTell you what, Sport; IÕve got something in my backpack that will stretch you out a little, and we can have real sex tonight,Ó he replied, and pulled out a plastic butt-plug and a small bottle of lubricant. Lubing the toy up well, he spread my legs and eased it into my hole. It gave me a strange, but not unpleasant sensation, and I asked, ÒWhat now?Ó ÒJust keep it in there while we hike the rest of the way if you can; if it gets uncomfortable, we can take it out anytime,Ó he replied. As I walked along, I quickly got accustomed to the feeling of fullness created by the plug. In fact, my mind kept wandering to fantasies of Uncle Rusty fucking me in the ass, and my dick was frequently hard for the whole rest of the hike. We hiked deep into the forest, sometimes in areas that didnÕt even have a trail. It was almost dusk when we got to the spot that Uncle Rusty said ÒbelongedÓ to him and his friend Brian. There was a good-sized flat clearing with a fire ring of stones from the nearby creek. He set up camp while I collected firewood in the forest. When I got back with an armload of sticks, Uncle Rusty had already started a small fire and had spread the two sleeping bags out on the ground and zipped them together to make one large bed. Backpacking with Uncle Rusty ¥ 23


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ÒCome over here, Sport,Ó he instructed, and I dropped the wood and ran over to him. He wasnÕt wearing a shirt, and I drank in the sight of his bulging, hairy pectoral muscles. ÒStrip nude for me, Sport; I want to see that good-looking cock again,Ó he said, and stood there with his hands resting on his hips. I was a little embarrassed, but the primary emotion was excitement as I pulled the tee shirt off my skinny, hairless chest and then slowly lowered my pants and undershorts. I looked down and watched my dick rise in a graceful arc as it instantly pumped to a full erection. Uncle Rusty stood in front of me and ran his hands through my hair, over my shoulders and chest, and then gently fondled my cock and balls. ÒUndo my pants, Sport. Get down on your knees and pull them down,Ó he instructed. I knelt before him as if in prayer, unbuttoning, unzipping, and slowly peeling the cut-off jeans down over his massive thighs. To my delight, Uncle Rusty was not wearing underpants, and his hose-like penis dangled invitingly right in front of my face. ÒUse your mouth; get me hard,Ó he said, putting his hand behind my head to draw me closer. Cupping his loose-hanging ball sack with one hand, I grasped my uncleÕs soft but still sizeable member with the other, feeling it pulse with lustful vitality. My lips encircled the cock head and my tongue danced over smooth, hot skin, and with a sense of wonder and exhilaration I felt the magnificent tool begin to pump full of hot blood. Wanting to please Uncle Rusty, I took his thick cock as deep as I could in my overstuffed mouth, moving up and down on the upper shaft with my lips as I stroked the lower shaft vigorously with both hands, one above the other. Uncle Rusty suddenly pulled my head off his throbbing meat. ÒWhoa, Sport. YouÕre getting me so hot I might shoot my load right now if you donÕt let up. You sure know how to make your Uncle Rusty feel good!Ó I glowed with pride and excitement, waiting for what would come next. I stayed on my knees on the sleeping bag while Uncle Rusty backed off and threw some more wood on the fire. It was getting dark, and the air was getting chilly, so the light and warmth of the flames made the environment perfect. ÒLie down and pull your legs back, Sport. Time to pull the plug,Ó said Uncle Rusty. I had grown so used to the butt plug over the past several hours that I had almost forgotten that it was there, stretching my asshole and bowels. I looped my arms around the backs of my knees, exposing my hairless asshole. Uncle Rusty gently eased the plug past the circle of muscle, causing a jolt of sexual sensation that make my hard boy-meat pulse with pleasure. The emptiness in my rectum produced a strong desire to be filled again Ð filled by something like Uncle RustyÕs nine-inch rod. After tossing the plug aside, Uncle Rusty knelt down between my legs and placed his hands on my slender ass cheeks and pulled them apart. His mouth dipped down, and I felt the incredible sensation of the tip of his tongue sliding into my stretched hole, probing in and out and licking at the nerve endings that lay just beneath the puckered skin of my pink asshole. Then, sitting back on his heels, Uncle Rusty reached for a tube of lubricant, applied it generously to his cock and my ass, and positioned himself at the gate 24 ¥ Backpacking with Uncle Rusty


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of my virgin boy-cunt. ÒYouÕll need to relax the muscle as I slide in, Sport. Kinda push out while I ease in, and itÕll be fine.Ó I nodded my understanding, and he began to push slowly but firmly, pausing every half-inch or so. IÕd be lying if I said it didnÕt hurt some, but the pain was mixed with a warm glow of pleasure that built as more and more of the thick nine inches entered me. I closed my eyes and let my head swirl with these new and exciting sensations. When Uncle Rusty stopped moving altogether, I opened my eyes to see him staring down at my face. ÒIÕm all the way in you, Sport. You doing ok?Ó ÒYeah Ð IÕm doing fine,Ó I gasped. Then he leaned down and Rod Shows licked my ear lightly and whispered, ÒYouÕre fantastic; ready for a good fuck?Ó I replied, ÒIÕd do anything with you, Uncle RustyÓ, and I meant it with all my heart. ÒAll right. LetÕs go,Ó he said, and proceeded to pull his cock slowly out about half way, then sink it back in until his thick pubic hair tickled my asshole. He took it slow for the first several minutes, but gradually picked up speed. Before long, he was plowing my ass with long strokes, his face and hairy chest glistening with beads of sweat that caught the light of the campfire. Uncle RustyÕs heavy balls slapped against my ass with each in-stroke, the sound mingling with the grunts and moans coming from our mouths. I was mesmerized by the overwhelming physical sensation of having my body completely taken over by my powerful uncle. My own cock pulsed with lust as I jacked myself to the edge of orgasm, holding myself at the brink with a few quick strokes, pausing, then a few more quick strokes. All the while, this bull of a man was driving his slippery cock again and again deep into my virgin ass, vocalizing his lust and dripping sweat onto my hairless chest. Several times he pulled all the way out, only to thrust back in to the hilt. I cried out with pleasure at every fast, hard stroke of his thick cock, ÒOh! É Yeah! É Oh! É God! É Yes! É Fuck me! É Oh! É Fuck! É Yeah! É Fuck!!Ó Suddenly he stopped, with his cock deep inside me. Breathing hard, he said, ÒGrab me around the neck and wrap your legs around my waist.Ó When I did Backpacking with Uncle Rusty ¥ 25


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as he had instructed, he rose up off the ground, holding me with a hand on each ass cheek, and stood before the campfire, his powerful cock buried within me. Uncle Rusty held my body as if it were a feather pillow and began once again to fuck his massive cock in and out of my tight, slippery boy-pussy. I held on tight to his thick muscular neck and flexed my legs to raise my ass up with each of Uncle RustyÕs out-strokes, then lowered back down as he thrust his meat back in. Uncle RustyÕs mouth found mine, and our lips pressed together, then our tongues swirled and probed against each other. I was delirious with passion, sucking my uncleÕs tongue and feeling him dominate my body totally. My own cock brushed back and forth against the thick, sweaty hair on his belly, keeping me close to orgasm. ÒOh yeah... here it cums!Ó he shouted as he pumped savagely in and out of my boy-cunt, and his cock spewed pulse after pulse of hot cum deep into my body. This put me over the edge too, and my teenage dick pumped a spray of cum onto his thick chest hair. He sank to his knees, his cock still spearing my ass, and lay me down on my back. Using his finger to wipe a glop of my cum off his chest, he licked it off, swirled it on his tongue, and then brought his mouth to mine to share the fluid. With his meat still inside me, he rolled both of us over so that I was on top of him, still kissing, clenching my ass muscle rhythmically on his softening penis. I dozed off lying there on top of him, and when I awoke I was in the tent and it was morning. I had been so exhausted that Uncle Rusty had moved me without my waking up. He knelt beside me with a cup of hot chocolate and a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast, all cooked over the campfire. Getting out of the sleeping bag, I looked around for my clothes and Rusty said, ÒI want you to stay naked, Sport. Do it as a favor to me, ok?Ó I thought for a minute and asked, ÒWhat about when Brian and Todd get here?Ó Uncle Rusty acted put out with me and said sternly, ÒWhat about it? Are you gonna do what I tell you or not?Ó I cringed at his anger, but then he smiled and said, ÒItÕll be ok; just wait and see.Ó

BoysÕ School Lessons by Jim Diamond By my senior year at Yeppelworth BoysÕ School, I was 18 but still small for my age. I was athletic enough but didnÕt do well in classwork because, well, I was shy around grown-ups. Whenever I had to recite in class or deal one-on-one with a teacher, I just froze up. The teachers were just too big, too handsome, too scary. One afternoon, Mr. Bogelov asked me to stay after history class. He closed the door, and I heard the lock click. That made me a little nervous. Mr. Bogelov was a big, healthy Russian immigrant. ÒI watch you every day,Ó he said as he returned to his desk. ÒYou do not allow yourself to enjoy life, I think. What makes you so shy?Ó He took off his sport coat and hung it on a 26 ¥ BoysÕ School Lesson


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hook. Big shoulders. Big chest. ÒBring a chair over here, and letÕs talk,Ó he said. When I sat on the far side of his desk, he frowned. ÒNo, around here, beside me.Ó I sat nearer, so close our knees almost touched. ÒThatÕs better.Ó Mr. BogelovÕs hand touched my leg. ÒA boy needs to know many things not found in a textbook,Ó he said, his hand sliding slowly up my thigh. ÒWhat kind of É,Ó Then his hand moved into my crotch! I couldnÕt speak; my eyes riveted on his hand. I couldnÕt believe what I was feeling, what that big, hunky, brawny man was doing to me. He smiled. ÒYou have a hard-on, my son.Ó Oh, shit. He knows! ÒDo not blush. Do not be embarrassed.Ó He moved his face closer to mine. ÒLook, I have one, too.Ó I stared as Mr. Bogelov pulled open his zipper. A giant cock sprang out. No underwear! A hard Cossack saber pushed out of his fly, the bulkiest cock IÕd ever seen. I thought Gregg, the quarterback and my sometime jack-off partner, had the biggest prick in school, but his was a cocktail weenie compared to Mr. BogelovÕs crotch-monster. It was long, it was fat, and a leathery foreskin shrouded the big knob, giving only a seductive glimpse of the ruddy piss-slit. I was hypnotized. I never saw anything so magnificent. ÒGo ahead,Ó he whispered, Òtouch it.Ó I couldnÕt help myself. I reached over, and God, it was a handful! I used both hands. I knew how to beat the meat, so I stroked him. The ripples and bumps of the veins tickled my palms. With a smile on his face, Mr. Bogelov pulled me closer and pressed his big lips against mine. I never kissed a man before, and a fire started inside me. When his tongue pushed past my teeth, I shut my eyes and sucked it to the back of my throat. After a long lip-wallow, he broke the kiss and while I stared, he pulled back his foreskin like the opening curtain. Then he guided my head to that ruddy, flaring invitation. IÕd never sucked a cock before. Our boyish, teenage games consisted only of various jack-off combinations. Once our football team did a circle-jerk with each boyÕs hand stroking the pecker two boys to his right. I was excited. It looked like synchronized swimming or a drill team. I wish somebody had taken a picture. But we never did grown-man stuff. Mr. BogelovÕs gleaming, moist cockhead strained expectantly before me, and my mouth watered. I opened my jaw as wide as I could Ð but only barely got his cock inside. ÒAhhh, thatÕs a good boy,Ó he purred and patted the back of my head. I also learned the difference between a boyÕs load and the gush from a manÕs cock. His tasted strong and salty. Later in the week, I showed Gregg what the history teacher taught me. When everyone else left the locker room at the end of the day, Gregg, Dave, and I lingered behind for our usual jerk-off. In the light from the overhead fluorescents, those guys were young manhood at prime. I wasnÕt shy around them. Their muscles were wiry and BoysÕ School Lesson ¥ 27


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sweaty, their cocks engorged and irresistible. When I peered at GreggÕs penis so solid and eager, I heard the pounding of my own heart. Instead of gathering into the circle to cross-hand each other, though, I gripped the axle of GreggÕs crotch and sank to my knees. A slip of pre-cum drooled onto my tongue as my lips slid over his swollen dickhead. ÒOh, my God!Ó he hissed. I craved to spend some time slavering that knob Ñ his was the kind slightly smaller than the shaft Ñ but Gregg caught on fast. He lunged his cock down my throat until that boy-bazooka hilted in me and his pubic hair polished my nose. Dave stared, and I could imagine the sight Ñ a kneeling boy with mouth in a stalwart O, coupled to another boy in the most erotic of all manly communications. After a few minutes of watching us and jacking his own dick, Dave dropped into my crotch. I gasped. A hot mouth slavered over my cock and started sucking. GreggÕs fingers prowled down the back of my neck while his foreskin slid back and forth, and Dave drove me to groan a hungry whimper, but thatÕs hard to do with a mouthful of cock. We sucked each other until each of us had a bellyful of the otherÕs cum. Then we learned about fucking. The janitor caught us. We had adjusted the classic circle-jerk triangle to a three-sided cocksucking when Mr. Albans walked through the door carrying a mop. He stopped dead in his tracks, and so did we Ñ except Gregg, who was in midorgasm. When we pulled away from each other, Gregg geysered big jets of teenage spunk into the air. ÒWell, it looks like you boys have a secret you hope IÕll keep,Ó the janitor said in a gravelly voice. ÒI got no problem with that,Ó É he reached down and pulled open his pants, Òlong as I get some.Ó The three of us gasped at once. A grown manÕs cannon jutted from Mr. AlbansÕ fly. We had seen cocks before, of course, but never one that big (I had Ñ Mr. BogelovÕs Ñ but AlbansÕ rod was a damned big dong). At least nine inches. Hard as rock. Mr. Albans grabbed me, the smallest of us, and pulled me close for a kiss. His jaw moved, his mouth opening and closing against mine, and his tongue sword-fought with mine. Mr. Albans reached down to my naked buttocks and with a powerful hoist, lifted me off my feet. I wrapped my legs around the janitorÕs waist, which spread my butt-cheeks. Albans then maneuvered that big cock to my tender asshole. I broke the kiss and sucked in my breath as Mr. AlbansÕ athletic cockhead strained my rectum. Then he jerked his hips and drove the big cock past the barrier. I moaned as the huge shaft disappeared up my butt. Every last inch. AlbansÕ hands gripped my butt-cheeks as he started his lunges. In, out, in, out, I got a royal fucking to the sound of wet, squishing sounds. From watching the man doing me, Gregg got so horny, he moved behind 28 ¥ BoysÕ School Lesson


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Dave, spread his cheeks, and before Dave knew it, GreggÕs teenaged cock was doggy-styling past DavidÕs ass-ring. When Gregg slid it in all the way, he fucked Dave to the same rhythm as Mr. AlbansÕ thrusts, and with the peppery horniness of a young man, Gregg reached his orgasm at the same moment as the janitor. I recognized the signs. The janitorÕs hips plunged harder and deeper, and his pelvic bone banged against my ass. ÒLetÕs see how much jism you can hold, my boy,Ó he gasped in my ear, and at that second, he fired his load with a force I wasnÕt expecting. I didnÕt think I would feel his ejaculations, but I did. Hot, sharp spurts set me on fire inside. The janitor really packed a wad. When he finished, Mr. Albans pulled his cock out of my ass and lowered me to my feet. He kissed me hard again. ÒNow you are a man,Ó he whispered. When the three of us left the gymnasium that night, we could hardly walk. From that day, though, I had an easier time with the teachers. Anytime I felt shy, I just thought of the man naked, and the vision of a fat man-cock made me so horny, I forgot about being shy.

Tales of Peckerwood by Douglas (Chapter One) I knew once I crossed the stream that the railroad tracks and trestle bridge would be nearby. The underbrush in this part of the wood was full oÕ briars which tore at my breeches and loosened up my boot laces. I had to stop to tie them again but I was kind of glad because it gave me a chance to rest. I sat down along the streamÕs edge, knocked the mud off my heel, and pulled my boot laces tight. Shafts oÕ light from the midmorninÕ sun streaked down through the leaves and danced upon the bubblinÕ waters of the stream. I had been on the old Indian trail all night and although my body was well muscled I was beginninÕ to grow weary. I stood back up, shifted the pack on my back, and trudged onwards along the streamÕs edge. Home was far behind me now. My pa was a big tough man who didnÕt have much interest in the care and love of his sons. He was just concerned by how much work he could get outta them. The night I packed up my satchel I decided I had felt his wrath and temper for the last time. My plan was to steal a ride on the old logging train that wound its way up north into the mountains. There I hoped to find a town that I had only heard about in secret. If it existed, I was sure to find the freedom and liberation I had been looking for all my life. My journey was one big gamble but I had my grandpaÕs old huntinÕ knife, four silver Tales of Peckerwood ¥ 29


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dollars and ChesterÕs lucky jackrabbitÕs foot with me just in case of trouble. I first heard of Peckerwood, California from Chester, one of the kids in my hometown. We were good friends by the time we were both as high as a fence post. Chester was a wild one all right, gettinÕ us both into trouble again and again. He was the one who taught me my first lesson in cock play with a big shit eatinÕ grin across his face the whole while. Not that it was his face that got most of my attention that afternoon. He also inherited a real gift for story tellinÕ from his grandpa. Chester could spin some real dick twitchinÕ tales, and one of his favorites was about this town he said was up north called Peckerwood. This story quickly became one of my favorites, too. It was a town populated solely by big strong mountain men and the young bucks they took up as apprentices. I donÕt know how Chester had heard about the town, but he swore it was a real place. Maybe he overheard it from his grandpa or from some of the whisperings of other men folk around town. I had heard the name mentioned maybe three times by other adults in all my youth and every time it was treated as somethinÕ forbidden. ChesterÕs story of Peckerwood was about these young twin brothers and their older lumberjack lover. It haunted me for years and I thought of it as I walked through the wood that morning. This is how it went. One day Lumberjack Duncan took these here Randolph twins out to a remote section of virgin forest to do some logginÕ. Now Duncan was a huge man. When he rolled up the sleeves of his work shirt, exposing the thick fur of his beastlike forearms, each of the Randolph brothers felt some stirrings deep in his groin. Not only did DuncanÕs Herculean biceps make them drool, but the sight of his powerful haunches and packed breeches also made the brothers very lustful. But when the mighty lumberjack ordered them to start choppinÕ trees, the brothers quickly focused their lustful energy into the morningÕs labor. By mid-afternoon all three were hot and sweaty, their sinewy bodies achinÕ for release. Duncan stood proudly by the pile of wood they had split to heat their log cabin for the winter. He opened up his sweat-stained flannel shirt exposing his fur covered chest. A cool breeze scented with pine sap whipped through the woods, arousinÕ the man tits of the big lumberjack. Duncan looked over and saw that the brothers were once again infected by their sexual heat. The twins leaned proudly against a Ponderosa pine giving each other hot kisses and rubbing between each otherÕs legs like rutting bucks. This gave Lumberjack Duncan the notion to shuck off his own stained breeches and further enjoy both the breeze and the twins. The sight of these two lusty young men groping at each other gave him one hot, drippinÕ boner. When the Randolph brothers looked over and saw Duncan with his big cock jutting out from a bearlike bush of fur, they rushed over to finish the dayÕs work. Soon all three lumberjacks were suckinÕ, lickinÕ, and droolinÕ over one anotherÕs sweat-soaked bodies. The twins dropped their breeches, leaving their young twitchinÕ cocks open to inspection and stroking by DuncanÕs rough paws. One brother stood by Duncan exchanging deep man kisses with the lumberjack 30 ¥ Tales of Peckerwood


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daddy while the old stud stroked the youngsterÕs tool mercilessly. Duncan put one huge booted foot up on the wood pile in order to give the other Randolph brother best access to his beast meat. The other twin knelt down and ate and drooled over the musky balls and ass of the olÕ lumberjack. The lusty boy also started pullinÕ on DuncanÕs big pisser as if he were milkinÕ a bull and Duncan growled with enjoyment. Soon the standing Randolph brother was gruntinÕ and shootinÕ his seed all into DuncanÕs big hand. Almost immediately his brotherÕs milkinÕ technique paid off as huge globs of fertile man seed poured out the lumberjackÕs gapinÕ cock mouth. Duncan roared like a bear, echoinÕ his lust throughout the entire forest. This shower was soon joined with a hot arc of the kneelinÕ brotherÕs boy seed which burned Duncan as it dripped down the back of his hairy calves. The spent trio then gathered up the fruits of their laborinÕ and returned to the cozy cabin from whence they came. They made a fire in the hearth and lay in front of it satisfyinÕ more oÕ their forbidden man lust as the night went on. Jesus, that story still made me hot. As I brushed against a small sapling, I noticed just how hot and swollen my shaft had become at the thought of the tale. I prayed once again that this town was real, for there was no going back for me now. All at once I heard the piercing scream of the locomotiveÕs whistle through the screen of trees. It was the logging train slowing down in order to cross the bridge which spanned the rocky stream. I quickly scrambled up the hillside just in time to see the black steam engine pass me by. Now was my chance! An open boxcar suddenly came into view and I sprinted out from the trees. With one mighty leap I was halfway inside the door frame of the shimmying boxcar. Just in the nick of time, a pair of large hands grabbed my shoulders and pack, keepinÕ me from tumblinÕ back off the side of the train. I caught fleeting glances of my saviors as the sunlight and shadows whipped through the dark confines of the car. There were two bearded old timers who sat back against the piles of sacks that lined the walls and a strappinÕ younger fella. The old timers introduced themselves as Red and Sawyer. The younger man sat down next to me and said he was called Hollis. I told them my name was Tom and I made up a story Õbout how I was travelinÕ up north to find work at a sawmill. It turned out all three of these men were prospectors who were on there way to strike a claim at a new site further north in the Sierras. Red invited me to come with them if I had the hankerinÕ to be rich. I told them I was searchinÕ for a different type of gold mine. As the evening wore on I became more comfortable with these tramps and I didnÕt worry any more about beinÕ killed for the contents of my pack. In fact the three men got busy swappinÕ stories and sharing their rations and whiskey with me. Actually the old timers finished up most of the whiskey themselves and most of their stories turned out to be boasts about how much drinkinÕ and whorinÕ they did at the last boom town. But then something Red said got my attention right away. 32 ¥ Tales of Peckerwood


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ÒYeah, boy, weÕd traveled up this way I reckon about two years before. AinÕt that right Sawyer? Had a little gold panninÕ operation goinÕ out close to some damn small town right in the middle a nowhere. DidnÕt work out though, shit no. Not worth all the effort. I think we had some Injuns stealinÕ our supplies at night. Sawyer here even saw some oÕ the other prospectors out there buggerinÕ each other too. Justa bad place I reckon. We packed up and headed back South.Ó But just as soon as he had started this story Red drifted off into another drunken tale about beinÕ trapped in an old outhouse fulla rattlers, laughinÕ like hell the whole time. I was frantic to get the entire story on this town but the old timers were beyond talkinÕ tonight. I saw that Hollis, the younger prospector, was over sitting in the corner of the boxcar sipping out of his leather canteen slowly. He was quite good lookinÕ, kinda rough and ragged like my oldest brother. I asked him if he knew what Red was talkinÕ about when he mentioned a small town up this way. HollisÕ eyes brightened up a little bit and he shifted uneasily. ÒThat place? Yeah I Õmember that story. But you wonÕt ever hear it straight from those two old goats. We only stayed there about a month before we got too discouraged anÕ left. I went into that nearby town twice lookinÕ for supplies. CanÕt Õmember the name of it Ð nice place though. LotÕs oÕ big strappinÕ fellows anÕ their sons. Strange thing, I donÕt Õmember ever seeinÕ a single filly around. Schoolmarm, barmaid, nothinÕ.Ó My heart leapt up into my throat. ÒOne morninÕ me and old Sawyer were roaminÕ the forest near the creek looking for kindlinÕ when the we saw the damndest thang. This big, mustached prospector started cominÕ up the hill with some mining Õquipment. WeÕd seen him panninÕ round the creek before, but today he had this young buck with him, Õbout your age, I reckon. The young feller was busy a pickinÕ away at this rock face and siftinÕ for the ore. That big rough lookinÕ prospector werenÕt wearing nothinÕ but his long johns and you could see his huge muscles just Õbout bursting the seams oÕ the cloth as he carried his haul. Then the dirty fucker throws all the Õquipment down, struts over to the young feller, and starts tearinÕ away at the boyÕs jeans. I saw that the kid werenÕt surprised at all by this big bruinÕs advances. The young feller even gave the man a big grin as the horny prospector pulled those muddy jeans down to his feet. The kid quickly shucked off his boots and just then I saw that his young cock was so stiff it almost hugged his belly! The prospector was gettinÕ all horny and sweaty and he started tearinÕ open his old long johns from chest to crotch. Once the last button popped off out fell the biggest horse cock I ever seen just a drippinÕ juice!Ó He paused and took a breath. My throat had gone suddenly dry and I struggled to swallow hard. And by this time, my dick was seriously hard, too. I could tell Hollis was gettinÕ a little bit agitated, too, in tellinÕ the tale, but luckily heÕd had too much whiskey and wasnÕt gonna leave anything out of this story! ÒIf you can believe it, that rough stud started kissing the boy on the mouth and groping his young muscular body with his big, dirty hands. I also saw that the prospectorÕs dickhead was smearing cock slime all over the boys Tales of Peckerwood ¥ 33


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backside. Then the young feller spit a big wad into his hand and reached down to the prospectorÕs cock and slicked it up real good. And then right before my eyes he aimed that big studÕs rod straight for his own fuckinÕ asshole! I slowly turned my head to where Sawyer stood but the old bastard had already run off, probably scared shitless. I just stood there mesmerized, IÕm embarrassed to say, just watchinÕ this dirty stud screw the beejesus out of that young feller. Oh but shit didnÕt it sound like they were havinÕ a good time. All that snortinÕ and hollerinÕ them two was doinÕ. That old prospector acted like 34 ¥ Tales of Peckerwood


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he was breakinÕ in a new stallion by the way he rode that ass, yes sir! Then all of a sudden by god I saw that big stud grunt and hump and shoot his juice right up into the young buckÕs ass. It was just drippinÕ out of the youngsterÕs butt, just like cream out of a pitcher. I snuck away from there quietly at the end when them two were makinÕ the most noise, lest I draw attention to myself. I could tell that big olÕ prospector was one tough bastard and I didnÕt want him puttinÕ a bullet in my skull when he found out IÕd been spyinÕ on him and his buck.Ó By now my heart was beatinÕ like a jackrabbit. All three of these men had obviously been in or around Peckerwood, I was sure of it. It also sounded like those filthy old stories that Chester had told could be true! I didnÕt want to let on to Hollis or the others that this was my true destination lest I endanger myself tonight. I would have to weasel directions out of them tomorrow when they were sober. Until then I had to get some rest. Needless to say, sleep was hard to come by in an old boxcar like that. EverythinÕ shook and creaked and bumped. My restless sleep was quickly broken by heavy footsteps at my side and a manÕs hot breath on my neck. I could feel hands groping at the buckle and buttons of my breeches. Because I was half asleep I almost yelled at first because it was pitch black and I wasnÕt sure what was going on. Soon the rough hands were in my pants stroking my cock until it became hot, sweaty, and stiff as a board. Strange feverish images flashed before me in the darkness as the unknown figure jacked me slowly to the rhythm of the train. I groaned and moaned, excited by the force and strong grip of this mystery man. Just as I came close to shootinÕ, the boxcar hit a series of bumps, rough spots in the track, I guess. Those shocks were enough to start my cock spurting off into the blackness. God it felt so good. Soon I heard low heavy breathing and male groans right next to my face. Suddenly hot wet wads splattered my shirt and forearm, coatinÕ me with man seed and male scent. The rough hands left my body and I was left to resume my sleep in a newly relaxed state. Close to dawn I was violently shaken awake by Red. The engineers had stopped the train and were searching the cars for tramps like us. We all jumped out of the box car and into the tall grass by the tracks. When I hit the ground, Red and Sawyer were already lumbering off into the trees. But Hollis paused and took me by the shoulders saying, ÒLook here boy, head northeast about 10 miles and youÕll see a creek. Tales of Peckerwood ¥ 35


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Follow it closely and youÕll find that town!Ó Then he took off runninÕ just as shots rang out from behind us. One of the engineers had caught sight of us and was ready to do us in with his pistol. As Hollis ran off in the direction of the others I saw that his old, torn flannel shirt had stains on it that resembled the ones on my shirt this morning. But I had little time to consider this as bullets flew over my head and ricocheted off one of the boulders. I ran for cover up into the sparse pines which covered the rocky slopes. Luckily the engineers did not pursue me any further up the mountain. The locomotive started back up with a monstrous roar and continued on its slow journey up north into the mountains. I quickly got my bearings back and resumed my trek to Peckerwood thanks to those three gold hungry men.

Ride with Grandpa Dad didnÕt like me to visit Grandpa. When I asked why, Dad told me, ÒYour grandpaÕs a bad influence. He doesnÕt go to church, he drinks, and he keeps bad company.Ó I didnÕt agree with Dad one bit, but I knew better than to try and argue with him. My Dad was a stern man and we kids knew our place all too well. Even so, that didnÕt stop me from dropping by GrandpaÕs on my way home from school. I loved spending time with him. He was so carefree and easygoing. Not at all like my folks. He never had a cross thing to say and never told me I shouldnÕt do this or I shouldnÕt do that. Best of all, he never tried to hide anything. Sometimes when IÕd drop by in the late afternoon, Grandpa would be taking a nap. These were my favorite times, especially on warm days, as Grandpa slept naked and I could sneak into his room and watch him lying there on his bed without a stitch of clothing on. When it was really warm, he wouldnÕt even have a sheet over his body and I could take my time staring at his thick cock and musky-smelling balls. I didnÕt know why I found this so intriguing, but I did. And Grandpa never was bothered when heÕd wake up and see me there sitting in his bedroom. HeÕd just get up as if nothing was wrong and slip on a shirt and pants, though sometimes heÕd walk buck naked to the bathroom and take a pee. Summer was coming along and I dreaded the beginning of it because we always had to go to summer Bible school for several weeks. ÒWhatÕs the matter, Sonny?Ó Grandpa asked when he saw me looking glum. ÒOh, Bible school is starting soon and I really donÕt want to go,Ó I said. Grandpa laughed. ÒTheyÕre still making you go to that? IÕd say youÕre way too old for that!Ó Grandpa exclaimed. ÒWhat if weÕd go on a trip instead?Ó ÒSounds great, Grandpa,Ó I said, Òbut my folks would never let me go anywhere with you.Ó ÒYou think?Ó Grandpa asked. ÒLet me talk to them and see what I can do.Ó Much to my surprise, Grandpa somehow talked my folks into letting me get away. I donÕt know how he did it, especially knowing how my Dad felt about him. So just a week after school let out, Grandpa and I took off in GrandpaÕs 36 ¥ Ride with Grandpa


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old red pickup. I didnÕt even know where we were headed or for how long we were going. I was so glad to be away from home I didnÕt even care. We had the windows rolled down and the warm summer breeze felt great as we rolled down the highway. We were going west and before I knew it we were crossing the state line out of Indiana and into Illinois. ÒWhere are we going, Grandpa?Ó I asked. He turned to me and said, ÒAll the way to New Mexico, Boy.Ó ÒNew Mexico!Ó I replied in amazement. ÒThatÕs so far away!Ó ÒYup,Ó Grandpa said. ÒYouÕll love it. ItÕs so beautiful what with the mountains and all. And thatÕs where your Uncle Norm lives.Ó ÒMy uncle? I have an uncle?Ó I asked in shock. ÒYup, you have an uncle. I bet your Daddy never told you about him.Ó ÒNo, never,Ó I said. ÒWhatÕs he like?Ó ÒHeÕs real nice and friendly. I know youÕll like him.Ó ÒGee, I can hardly wait. What does he look like?Ó ÒHe sorta looks like you, only older and a bit taller.Ó ÒWhy doesnÕt Dad talk about him?Ó I asked. ÒOh, thereÕs lots of reasons, but IÕd rather not talk about it now,Ó Grandpa said with a sigh. We kept tooling down the road through Illinois and then into Missouri. We spent the night in Missouri and by the following afternoon we were on the vast plains of Kansas. It was getting really hot and the small towns were getting fewer and smaller. We both had our shirts off and when Grandpa stopped by the side of the road to take a leak, he pulled off his cut-offs and stood buck naked except for his shoes and socks. ÒDamn, Boy, itÕs too hot for clothes!Ó he said loudly as he walked back to the pickup, his shorts in his hand. He flung his cut-offs into the truck and climbed in bare-assed. ÒWant to take off your pants, too, Boy?Ó he asked. ÒYouÕll be more comfortable,Ó he added with a wink. ÒSure, Grandpa,Ó I said with a smile. It seemed so nasty and fun riding naked that I eagerly joined him. It felt great slipping out of my short pants and watching my dick pop out. IÕd often watched Grandpa lying naked on his bed, but this was a first for me, being naked in front of him. I began to get that tingling feeling I get when IÕm alone at night in my bed and I couldnÕt help it when my dick began to swell. I was embarrassed and yet a little proud at the same time. I sat there with my legs spread, watching my peter grow thicker and longer, until it was fully upright, hard and throbbing. Grandpa looked over at me and smiled. ÒLooks pretty good to me, Boy,Ó he said. Then to my shock, he reached over and gave my dick a good squeeze. ÒFeels good and hard, too!Ó he said. ÒHow often do you pound that thing?Ó he asked. ÒPound it?Ó I asked, not sure what he meant. ÒYou know, beat off,Ó he said. ÒBeat off?Ó I asked. The only thing I did at home was lie in bed and let it Ride with Grandpa ¥ 37


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get all hard and tingly at night. I didnÕt dare touch it because I knew if I did, somehow my Dad would know the next morning that I had done something bad. ÒDonÕt you ever play with it?Ó Grandpa asked. I shook my head. ÒDad would kill me if he found out,Ó I told him. ÒShit, Boy. HowÕs he ever going to know?Ó Grandpa said. ÒHere, take hold of it like this,Ó he instructed, taking hold of his own cock. ÒThen stroke it slowly like this,Ó he said. I watched as he slid his hand up and down his shaft. GrandpaÕs dick was getting hard, too, and as I watched him handle his meat, it grew really thick and long. I wrapped my fingers around my throbbing dick and followed GrandpaÕs words. It sure felt good stroking myself and soon my dickhead was all wet and slimy with precum. ÒFeels good, huh, Boy?Ó Grandpa said. I nodded. ÒYou starting to feel tingly all over?Ó Grandpa asked. I nodded. ÒKeep stroking it,Ó Grandpa said. ÒNow run your finger over your cockhead. Feel that sticky precum. Yeah, rub it over your cockhead. DoesnÕt that feel good?Ó ÒOh,Ó I sighed, Òit feels so good, Grandpa.Ó ÒYeah, it sure does. Now stroke it some more,Ó Grandpa instructed. ÒNow a bit faster É faster É harder,Ó came GrandpaÕs words. ÒOh,Ó I moaned. I was starting to feel faint. I spread my legs wide and Grandpa reached over and tugged on my balls. It felt so good having him touch me. I looked down and watched his hand holding my nuts while I kept stroking my throbbing dick. My whole body began to shake and I felt that wonderful feeling surge through my body, the feeling I sometimes had in my dreams at night. ÒOh, Grandpa,Ó I moaned loudly. ÒOh, Jesus!Ó Grandpa squeezed my balls and I felt this surge of energy push through my cock. It rushed to my cockhead and a thick, heady stream of cream shot out and sprayed all over the dashboard. I couldnÕt stop it! Grandpa slid his hand over my dickhead and the cream filled his palm. Eventually the flow slowed and then stopped. Grandpa squeezed my cockhead, draining the last of my juices into his palm. I was exhausted with pleasure and slumped back. Grandpa let go of my sticky, messy cock and to my surprise, licked the rank goo off his coated palm and fingers. ÒUmm, delicious, Boy. YouÕve got some rich, tasty cum,Ó he said with a smile.

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a day. When we entered New Mexico, I got anxious, wondering what my Uncle Norm would be like. We left the freeway at Santa Rosa and headed south. In Encinoso we left the highway and headed up a narrow road. Then we left the pavement and traveled deep into the mountains on a dirt road. We were miles from anywhere when Grandpa pulled off the dirt road and began following some tire tracks. ÒWeÕre almost there, Sonny,Ó Grandpa said. ÒSee that knoll over there?Ó Grandpa said, pointing ahead. ÒThatÕs where weÕre headed.Ó It looked close, but it took over an hour to make our way over the rough terrain. Grandpa parked the truck under some tall pine trees and I looked around for a house or a cabin or something. ÒIs this where Uncle Norm lives?Ó I asked. Grandpa smiled and replied, ÒNo. We gotta walk the rest of the way. ItÕs not far though. See that trail? ItÕs just a few hundred yards up the hill,Ó Grandpa told me. ÒHere, letÕs stuff our shorts in our bags and head up,Ó Grandpa said. I looked up at him, a bit surprised. ÒItÕs ok, Boy. ThereÕs no one around for miles and Uncle Norm will be naked too,Ó he told me. My eyes lit up with excitement. Being naked in the ÔprivacyÕ of the truck was one thing, walking buck naked out in the open was even nastier. I was so glad Grandpa had talked my Dad into letting me come. After a short walk, we came across a cabin at the edge of the woods. The door was unlocked and Grandpa and I went inside. It was empty. ÒNorm must be out on a hike,Ó Grandpa said. ÒHeÕs probably at the swimming hole up the creek. LetÕs drop our bags and see if we can find him.Ó ÒSure,Ó I said as I followed Grandpa out the door and up the trail. I loved the sight of his naked butt and my cock kept getting hard and then soft and then hard again. It felt so great letting it swing from side to side as we strolled along the path. We soon came upon a large pool and Grandpa stopped. ÒHmm, he isnÕt here,Ó Grandpa said after taking a long look around. ÒBut, thereÕs not much point in going further. LetÕs rest and then head back. Uncle Norm should be back before long.Ó ÒSure, Grandpa,Ó I said. Grandpa sat down in the cool shade of a pine facing the trail. There was a large stone next to the pine and Grandpa leaned back against the stone to rest. He spread his legs and invited me to sit between them. When I did, I could feel his warm belly against my back and the head of his cock pressed between my butt cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me and gently took hold of my dick. ÒSo, you liked riding with your Grandpa?Ó he asked. ÒYeah, that was fun. And being naked is so neat,Ó I said. ÒThatÕs the way weÕre meant to be,Ó Grandpa said as he played with my stiff40 ¥ Uncle Norm


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ening dick. I leaned back against him even more and he tenderly kissed my neck. I could feel his cock stirring and pressing harder against my butt. Just then we saw some movement up the trail. We looked and saw a figure in the distance walking towards us. Grandpa squinted and then said softly, ÒWell, here comes your Uncle Norm.Ó He gave my hard cock a good squeeze. Grandpa kept playing with me as Uncle Norm got closer and closer. I couldnÕt believe that this was the way I was going to meet the uncle I never knew I had. By now I could see my uncle quite clearly, and the sight of his long cock, swinging from side to side as he approached us, made my heart burn with excitement. ÒDoes Uncle Norm like to play, too?Ó I quietly asked Grandpa. ÒHe sure does. And when he sees your hard dick heÕll be more than happy,Ó Grandpa whispered in my ear. ÒI know heÕll like the taste of your cum as much as I do,Ó Grandpa added. GrandpaÕs words made me tingle all over. When Uncle Norm saw us he waved. Grandpa and I waved back. Grandpa kept stroking me and by the time Uncle Norm reached us, my cockhead was all wet with precum. Even my shaft was glistening with moisture. ÒSo this is my nephew, Kenny,Ó Uncle Norm said with a big smile. ÒLooks like youÕve got quite a treat for me,Ó he added. ÒHi, Uncle Norm,Ó I said with excitement. ÒYup, this is Kenny. He tastes real good,Ó Grandpa remarked. We all laughed. Uncle Norm leaned down in front of me and to my amazement kissed my slippery cockhead. Then he slowly slid his mouth over my cockhead and before Uncle Norm ¥ 41


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I knew it he had my entire cock inside his mouth. ÒOh,Ó I moaned. ÒOh, Uncle Norm!Ó He looked up at me and winked. Grandpa took hold of my tits and gently squeezed them and played with them. His cock started to drip and I could feel it making my butt cheeks wet. Uncle Norm slid his head up and down my shaft, sucking my dick and getting a good taste of my precum. During our drive I had licked GrandpaÕs cum off my fingers to see what it tasted like, but I hadnÕt thought of licking his cock directly. Now all I wanted to do was to see what it felt like to have a cock in my mouth. I was so hot that in a few minutes I couldnÕt hold back and let a big wad of boy cum shoot down Uncle NormÕs throat. ÒThatÕs it, Sonny, thatÕs it. Feed your uncle your cum. Let him get a good taste,Ó Grandpa said as I pumped my cream as far down Uncle NormÕs throat as I could. When Uncle Norm had drained my balls, he stood up and held his raging hard-on in front of my face. ÒDo you want to taste it, Sonny?Ó Grandpa asked. ÒGo ahead, pull back his skin, thatÕs it. Now lick his cockhead É thatÕs it. DoesnÕt that taste good? Your Uncle has a rich, tasty head É Now let Grandpa taste.Ó Uncle Norm pulled his cock out of my mouth and dangled it in front of GrandpaÕs face for him to lick and suck before letting me wrap my lips around it again. Uncle Norm took hold of my head and held it steady as he worked his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. The feel of his thick head and smooth shaft made my heart beat wildly. On top of that, the rich, heady taste of NormÕs uncut cock drove me wild. My dick was hard again and throbbing as if it had never cum. Grandpa was playing with my butt now and pulling my cheeks apart. He rubbed his wet, slippery cockhead between my butt cheeks and against my quivering asshole. I was so excited sucking on Uncle NormÕs man meat that I hardly noticed when Grandpa slid a finger into my butt. My face was buried in Uncle NormÕs crotch now and he was pumping his hearty sausage in and out of my mouth. I could taste every drop of his sweettangy precum. Grandpa kept greasing up my asshole with his precum and spit and when he knew I was ready, he pressed his cockhead right up against my asshole and pushed and pushed until it popped inside. Once inside it slid all the way inside easily. I was so hot sucking on my uncle that I felt no pain at all, just an immense rush of pleasure. ÒOh, Geez, Son, this Boy is sure hot and tight!Ó Grandpa gasped. ÒJust wait till you get your meat in his plug!Ó Grandpa moaned to Norm. ÒFuck, Dad, his mouth is the hottest IÕve had in years,Ó Norm groaned back. ÒFuck, IÕm not going to be able to fuck his face much longer!Ó I was feeling so tingly all over now. My balls were pulling in tight against my body and I knew I was going to cream again. My ass tightened its grip on GrandpaÕs probing hard-on. 42 ¥ Uncle Norm


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ÒGeez, the BoyÕs going to cum again, Son,Ó Grandpa cried out. ÒHis ass is squeezing my cock so hard É Oh, shit!!! É Oh, shit!!!Ó My balls popped and I felt a hard, searing stream of cum shoot out of my dick. My ass squeezed GrandpaÕs cock so hard that it made him pop, too! Wad after wad of thick grandpa cream poured into my butt. Uncle Norm was beside himself. He pulled my head hard into his crotch and plowed his meat way down my throat and pumped a rich, tasty load of cum. It was a lot like GrandpaÕs, only stronger. I swallowed and swallowed until there was no more, all the while I kept looking up into Uncle NormÕs rapturous face. IÕll never forget the feel of Uncle NormÕs thick, luscious cockhead in my mouth, or the feel of his fragrant balls as they pressed against my chin, or the way he looked at me, or the way his strong, firm hand felt on my head and shoulders. Smiling, Uncle Norm eventually pulled his cock out of my mouth, wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me up. We all heard a loud, wet ÒplopÓ when GrandpaÕs cock fell out of my ass and we all laughed. Uncle Norm gave me a warm, wonderful hug. Then he kissed me and I shared the flavor of his own cum with him. ÒWelcome to New Mexico,Ó Uncle Norm said when he pulled away from me. Grandpa stood up and hugged me from behind and we all headed back to NormÕs cabin. I knew I never wanted to go back home again.

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Editors Note: This adventure arrived at our mail box, in a hotel envelope. Perhaps it is the writerÕs own experience, or maybe a friendÕs story he is passing on. At any rate, we are pleased he shared it with us. Often I went to the movies alone. No one ever sat down beside me, except this one time. It was a young, slightly built, Army Captain. He was alone and whispered to me a couple of times during the film, which if I remember correctly was some historical epic. We both left at the same time, and he said he had Òto take a leakÓ and then we could have a soda together. So I followed him down to the menÕs room and as he was pissing he stood back from the urinal and showed me his cock, which was semi-hard. I was too timid to do the same. We washed our hands and then he took me to an old-fashioned soda place (it also served light snacks) and insisted on treating me to a soda, although I wanted to show how grown up I was by paying my own way. We were sitting in a booth and I felt his leg pressing against mine. At first I drew away, but in a short time I felt it again. It really felt pretty good. Then I felt his hand on my thigh and it gradually worked its way over to my crotch and touched me lightly there, while the Captain kept talking. He said he was on leave and was staying at a nearby hotel and did I want to come over and talk some more? I had always been taught to stay away from strangers, but it seemed that an Army officer was no one to be afraid of. So I went with him to his first-class hotel (which also reassured me, because I had eaten there with my family before). When we got up to his room, he hung up our coats and then we sat down in two chairs, but he moved to the bed and said ÒWhy donÕt you come over here?Ó By the time I did, he had taken off his tie and opened up his shirt, and I could see his firm chest under his tee shirt, with a few hairs sticking up at the top. He asked whether I had hair on my chest yet, and I said ÒnoÓ, but he said ÒI bet you have hair down here,Ó again touching my crotch. I admitted a ÒyesÓ. Then he felt my cock and began to rub it gently. At first I tried to pull away, but he said in a fatherly tone, ÒDonÕt do that. Just relax, because this feels good.Ó Of course at my age I was almost immediately fully erect, but was somewhat embarrassed. He said, ÒI bet you have been a good boy, being allowed to go to the movies alone.Ó I answered, ÒPretty good,Ó or something like that. ÒBut naughty boys get spanked, É donÕt they?Ó the Captain added. ÒI guess so,Ó I responded. ÒWell, if you are being naughty, I would have to spank you.Ó he said, and suddenly pulled me over his knees. He started to spank me with his hand. At first I didnÕt like it, but somehow I found it exciting. In fact, I was a good kid and was almost never spanked. Maybe that was why I had a funny sensation; to be with a stranger, a nice looking Army Captain, who had suddenly put me in the spanking position! I squirmed, and said ÒLet me go.Ó ÒOh, no young fellow. É You are going to get it and take it like a man, because I say so!Ó Somehow, I couldnÕt resist and he continued to spank my ass Ð not really hard, so it wasnÕt hurting or anything. 44 ¥ Anonymous


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I was getting more or less used to it, and he said things like ÒGood Boy, É I knew you could take it,Ó etc. So actually it was not all that unpleasant. Once in a while he wouldnÕt spank, but just rub his hand over my heinie. Then I felt him reaching under me and opening my pants. ÒNo, no,Ó I yelled out, but he continued unzipping my fly with one hand, while holding me still over his lap. ÒBoys need it on the bare ass,Ó he said and pushed my pants and shorts all the way down to my knees. Then he began to spank me again. I squirmed and squirmed, because I was so embarrassed. But again he would say things like ÒBe a good boy, yes, you can take it, É show me you can.Ó And I wanted to be manly, so I let him continue to spank my bare ass, even though I was now aware that I had a hard cock. He must have been hard, too, because it was rubbing against his thigh. Then he spread his legs so my cock stuck down between them and he reached under and felt it, and stroked it lightly. ÒThatÕs ok, boy, ThatÕs ok!Ó Suddenly, it was all too much, and I came involuntarily. I was ashamed, but he said, matter-of-factly, ÒIÕll get a towel.Ó Then he cleaned me up. I pulled up my underwear and pants and ran out the door as quickly as I could. I was sorry later that I had, and of course I never saw him again.

The Trainer by Bud OÕDonnell Many people think I am a physical fitness freak, busting my ass at the gym just to stay healthy. I earned my first college degree before I was eighteen, but I lost all my sexual cherries with both male and female before age eleven. To charm the panties off of a girl, I discovered, took only a bit of personality and some flattery. But itÕs been my gymnastics-built body and a bigger than average sized cock, that have been my Òlucky charmsÓ, in getting into a guyÕs pants. Nine inches of fat dick has proven to be a pretty good Òace in the holeÓ in the game of Stud Poker. I work out at an Executive Athletic Club I joined some 30 years ago. Dragging myself to the gym after working all day is never easy, but my efforts have paid off. A few months ago, the Club hired a new manager, a certified trainer. Although itÕs not his name, IÕll refer to him as Stosh. He is very friendly and interested in helping members find the right exercises to accomplish their goals. Since I work out three to five times a week, IÕve had a chance to get to know Stosh quite well. I usually work out in the afternoon, but about a month ago, I was running late and didnÕt get to the Club until late in the evening. There were only four or five guys there and they were in the locker room getting ready to leave. Stosh remarked that I was off my usual routine. I apologized and told him to kick me out whenever he was ready to lock up. He surprised me when he said he was going to work out after he locked up, and if I wasnÕt in any great hurry, heÕd enjoy having me as a workout buddy. He explained he never had time to work out during his duty hours so he did it after they closed. I agreed to stay and he suggested I relax in the jacuzzi or pool for a while, which I did. Afterwards, I pulled on my jock strap, shorts, and top. I was just tying the The Trainer ¥ 45


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laces on my gym shoes when Stosh came into the locker room. He told me the place was locked up and the other employees were gone. Stosh took off his uniform to put on his work out clothes. While he undressed he said, ÒI just canÕt get over how great you look. I just wished some of the other members would put a little of your effort into getting themselves in shape.Ó Although I liked hearing his compliments, I was getting more enjoyment watching him undress. I had never seen him in anything but his full Club uniform. For a trainer, he looked more like a gymnast. He was not bulked up like the Òwould be Mr. AmericaÕs.Ó He continued his flattering remarks about my shape, and I was not sure if it was a slip of the tongue, when he said, ÒSeeing an older guy who has taken the time to keep himself in shape turns me on.Ó While Stosh pulled out his jock strap and shorts from his locker, I had a good look at his beautifully shaped, circumcised dick, which hung about four inches, soft, over a reasonably good sized set of hairy nuts. He had an abundance of hair on his legs, forearms, and a thick patch in the middle of his pecs. When he was ready, we headed out onto the floor and the crotch of my shorts was a lot fuller than it had been when I first dressed. We had a great workout, and then took a visually appealing shower. After we dried off, he led me into the massage room. He said, ÒClimb up on the table and IÕll give you a rubdown. Then weÕll spend a little time in the steam and jacuzzi, to help relax the muscles.Ó Unlike most massages, Stosh did my front first. He didnÕt get near my crotch, which was wrapped in my towel. When I rolled over and he started on my back and shoulders, I almost feel asleep. But when he got to the upper back of my thighs, I woke up and so did my cock. It felt like a steel pipe under my belly. When I got off the table, it was obvious I had a hard-on under that towel. I then had him get on the table. I followed his routine and did his front first, and then his back. When he finally climbed off the table, his towel was tented with a very stiff cock as well. Nothing was said as we walked to the steam room with both cocks pointing straight out under our towels. I pulled off my towel and sat on it. Through the steam, I could see my dick sticking straight up from my balls. I decided to just let it all hang out. Stosh pulled off his towel and sat down so close to me that his left thigh was touching mine. He took a deep breath of steamy air, raised his left arm and laid it on the tier behind my head. His fingers lightly touched my left shoulder. I glanced down at his crotch and saw his cock was sticking up just like mine. I was pretty certain he was coming on to me and decided to take the bull by the horn. I reached over, and wrapped my hand around that big cock. He let out a long, ÒOhhhhh,Ó clutched my shoulder and pulled me toward him as he began sucking on my neck. I turned my head 46 ¥ The Trainer


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and planted a tongue-probing kiss on his open mouth, running my hand up and down that big dick of his. He swung his body toward me, and grabbed my cock and shot his tongue deep into my mouth. We swapped spit for a good five minutes and when the kiss broke, he gasped, ÒGod, you really turn me on.Ó I leaned down and sucked on one of his nipples which felt like a stiff pencil eraser under my tongue. He gurgled and fisted my cock faster. We kissed again and then he slid his ass down the bench, until his head was in my lap and he went down on my dick. Did that feel wonderful! I let him suck my cock for a few minutes and then pulled us off the bench and we slithered to the hot tiled floor and stuffed our mouths with each otherÕs pricks. Our bodies were hot and slick with sweat from the steam. We sucked each other for about five minutes. Stosh has a long, thick, seven inches plus, of deliciously suckable, rock hard cock. We both managed to swallow each otherÕs dicks until our noses were snorting hot air against each otherÕs nuts. We sounded like two pigs feeding in a trough. I was the one who broke contact and gasped, ÒIs there a more comfortable place we can do this?Ó We left the steam room, I grabbed my gym bag and Stosh picked up a stack of towels and led me to the employeeÕs lounge. I keep a box of rubbers and lubrication in my gym bag, just in case of any sexual emergency. The lounge had a small sofa, a couple of upholstered chairs, and a bathroom. The floor was carpeted, and Stosh padded it more with the towels. He pulled me down on top of him and groaned, ÒOh man, youÕve got such a hot body.Ó I hugged him and said, ÒNot bad for an old man, eh?Ó He replied, ÒI got news for you. IÕve always been turned on by older guys who take care of their bodies like you have. I think youÕre one very sexy man.Ó I kissed his forehead and said, ÒThanks, Stosh. YouÕre a damned hot kid yourself.Ó He laughed, ÒShit, IÕm twenty-eight years old.Ó Cupping his head with my hands, I could feel the dampness on his skin from the steam room. I looked down at him, winked and said, ÒBut youÕre still wet behind the ears.Ó He chuckled, pulled my face down and kissed me, sending that tongue of his half way to my lungs. We ground our sweaty, wet bodies together, wiggling around until we had our mouths full of each otherÕs cocks again. We slurped on each otherÕs dick for a good 20 minutes before Stosh let out a loud The Trainer ¥ 47


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grunt and filled my mouth with his thick, hot cum drops. It felt like my cock was in a powerful, hot, wet vacuum, and before he finished flooding my mouth, he sucked the syrup right out of my balls. Our thirsts quenched with cock nectarine, we rolled on our backs to catch our breath. I was breathing a helluva lot harder than Stosh. I finally swung around, pulled him next to me, nibbled on his ear, and continued to stroke his cock, which was still rock hard. His experienced hand working my dick soon had me as hard as he was. I took one hand and ran it down his back and over his ass, letting my fingers probe his hairy ass crack and told him, ÒIÕm going to fuck you Stosh.Ó I reached over and got the rubbers and lube from my gym bag. ÒI used to be a Boy Scout, Stosh, and never forgot their motto.Ó He chuckled as he continued to stroke my dick. ÒItÕs pretty damned obvious you werenÕt a Campfire Girl.Ó I grabbed him, kissed him again, and fingered his ass while he stroked my cock. I handed him a rubber, and he ripped open the packet. Stosh slipped the end of the rubber over the head of my dick and then pushed his mouth over my prick and rolled that rubber down the shaft with his lips and tongue. I thought I was going to shoot off just watching him. Holding onto my cock, Stosh looked up at me and with a voice filled with lust, said, ÒOh God, you can come in as late as you want, as long as you promise to fuck me with this thing before you leave.Ó I grunted, ÒI promise, ScoutÕs honor.Ó Chuckling, he got on his knees, and bent forward until his head was lying on his folded arms. His ass jutted in the air, just waiting to be fucked. I spread those hairy cheeks, and lathed my tongue from his balls up to his tail bone, and proceeded to rim the hell out of him. Then I greased my fingers and worked them into his tight hole. Then I lined my cock against his ass pucker and pushed. Stosh grunted, and as soon as my cock slipped inside, he tightened his rectal muscles, and my dick felt like it was being squeezed by a thousand fingers as it slid deeper into his hot, steamy guts. Stosh gurgled in his throat as my cock rubbed his prostate. When my balls banged into his, I really started to fuck. I moved my ass in a circular motion, plowing his prostate at various angles. He was grunting and squirming, wiggling his ass, and mumbling gibberish as I fucked him. It was a turn-on just hearing his pleading for me to fuck him. After several minutes of a doggie style fucking, I pulled us over on our sides 48 ¥ The Trainer


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and began fucking him spoon fashion. I could stroke his cock, play with his tit, and turn his head to kiss him while I reamed his hot ass. He purred like a contented cat. It was a long fuck, and I was hoping it could continue right into the next week. I was so fucking turned on as I fucked him and licked his neck. When I shot my tongue into his ear, that sent him over the edge. Stosh grunted, his cock jerked in my hand and he shot a load of spunk about four feet ahead of him, missing the towels completely and splattering the carpet. His clutching ass nearly caused me to ejaculate, so I slowed down my pace. I just didnÕt want it to end. I fucked him for another twenty minutes, jacking his cock and keeping it hard. It took about twenty minutes and he was shooting off again. I was so close to cumming, that when his sphincter clutched my dick as he ejaculated, it sucked the spunk right out of my balls. As I shot my load into that rubber buried deep into his guts, he turned his head and I rammed my tongue in his mouth. We lay there, moaning and groaning as our dicks dribbled out the last few drops of nut juice. I held him tight, enjoying that special euphoria one feels after fantastic sex. We untangled ourselves and headed for the showers. We then moved to the jacuzzi and sat hugging and kissing. As we played with each otherÕs dicks, one or the other would sit up on the rim while the other sucked cock. When he knelt in the pool to suck my dick, he held it in his hand and let slip. ÒJesus, I thought my dadÕs cock was big, but youÕve got him beat,Ó he said. He looked up quickly, turned very red, and bit his upper lip. ÒOh Jesus, I didnÕt mean to have that come out.Ó He shook his head. ÒOh shit, now you probably think IÕm really some kind of weirdo.Ó ÒNot at all,Ó I said. ÒPlease tell me all the details.Ó Stosh then explained, how from a very young age, he found himself turned on by guys, especially his dad. Stosh was very athletic and often had team practice after school. One day, his football practice had been called off for some reason and he went home early. When he walked through the back door into the kitchen, he found his naked father fucking some young guy in the middle of the kitchen floor. Father and son looked at one another, each in total shock. Stosh, turned on his heels and tore out of the house. The next day when he walked from the school building to the car, it was his dad sitting there. Stosh said he was never so nervous in his life. ÒI know I ainÕt very good at talking, but you need to know even if I donÕt always show it, or treat you like I do, IÕm very proud of you, Stosh, and love you very much. I would give anything, if I could take away what you saw me doing yesterday, because I never wanted you to find out about that part of me. IÕve been worried sick, wondering how I could explain things to you. I took the day off work so I could talk to you, but I donÕt really know what to say, except, I know IÕve really messed things up having you discover that I liked making it with other guys. And Stosh, I am really very sorry and donÕt want you to hate me.Ó Stosh said heÕd never heard his father say he was sorry for anything and knew it must have taken all his dadÕs will power to make the statement he did. Stosh finally said to his dad, ÒI donÕt hate you, dad. I love you, too. The Trainer ¥ 49


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But I am mad at you because you were doing that to some other guy and not to me.Ó Stosh said his dad looked like he was going to have a heart attack. ÒY É y É you mean you wanted me to fuck you?Ó Stosh nodded his head. His father then gasped. ÒHave other guys been fucking you?Ó Stosh shook his head and said, ÒNo, dad, IÕve never done anything with anyone, but IÕve sure wanted to do it with you for a long time.Ó His father groaned, ÒOh my God.Ó Stosh said he always thought his dad was Òhot,Ó but any idea of ever having sex with him was something he couldnÕt even imagine. Except for jacking off, Stosh was a virgin. When they got home Stosh said his dad began kissing him. HeÕd never even seen his dad kiss his mother, but when his dad began fucking his mouth with his long, thick tongue, it really turned Stosh on. It almost freaked him out though, when his dad undressed him and sucked him off. When he got over his shock, he crawled between his dadÕs legs and asked his father to teach him how to be a good cocksucker. Before his mother got home from the hospital that evening, Stosh had sucked three loads out of his dadÕs big cock, and his father had swallowed four loads from his sonÕs teenaged balls. Two days later, his father worked his big daddy dick up his sonÕs virgin ass and fucked him twice before the mother got home. Stosh said it hurt like hell for a few minutes the first time, but after that, it really felt good. Stosh and his dad had sex nearly every afternoon. Stosh said he fucked his father only once, but he lost his erection and couldnÕt cum, so his dad finally sucked him off. He loved getting fucked, but just had no interest in fucking someone else. It really turned Stosh on to watch his dad make it with another guy, especially seeing his dad get fucked, he added. Since that first time Stosh and I made it, IÕve been able to get together with Stosh two additional times this month. We have to be careful not to cause suspicion by my showing up late too often. Although itÕs Stosh who closes up and locks the place every night. I make arrangements with Stosh ahead of time and the last time we were together, Stosh was extraordinarily horny, and he didnÕt let me out of there until he got fucked three times. It took me until almost four in the morning to accomplish that triple play. But IÕll take all the fringe benefits Stosh wants to offer me.

Fire! by Peter Fire! My cock was on fire! It was burning up. My hand was racing up and down my shaft fast. I was sweating from the heat, from the heat of the day, from the heat of the moment, from the fire in my mind. As I jerked-off on the floor of that tree house, twenty feet off the ground, in that old clubhouse in the huge spruce tree high on the hill, I felt as if flames were all around me. It was Indian summer and this heat wave seemed to have lasted forever. I was 50 ¥ Fire


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alone. Except for my sneakers and cutoffs, unbuttoned, I was jaybird naked. I pinched my nipples and stroked my joint and imagined myself in the middle of a sex scene with my favorite fantasy men. My stepdad, Roy, was my favorite of all, but there were many men that filled my fantasies. I was remembering back to this summerÕs FirefighterÕs Picnic, the one by the lake. Recalling how sexy the firemen looked, stripped down to their waists for the tug-of-war. I recall their hairy chests and the sweat that dripped from their underarms. I remember the strained looks on their faces Ð handsome, rugged, masculine faces Ð and the struggle with the thick knotted rope to pull the other team into the muddy middle. I was still incredibly excited during the swim that followed the muddy outcome Ð to play among those handsome men and climb all over their bodies, to be tossed amongst them from one to the other and grope their hairy bodies. My stepdad was the captain of the volunteer fire department. The crew I knew well. Everyone called me the Mascot. When I joined the tug-of-war, I positioned myself between my two best buddies: Fred McIntyre, whom since I was very young I called Fire Engine, because he had a great mustache, a neat trim beard, and a full head of hair all red-blond Ð it looked like flames; and Charlie Barr, whom I called Chocolate Bar because he was so perfectly brown he looked like candy. I often imagined licking him. He had the most stunning skin and curvaceous muscles and a chest full of curly black hairs. Now I just call them Fire and Chocolate. As I felt strange sensations run up through my body, my balls pulled up. I thought I would pass out from heat stroke. Roy and Fire and Chocolate were racing across my mind. My nose itched. I wrestled with my cock knowing I was about to blow. A heat wave overcame me. My eyes blinked. My cum welled up. My body twitched. Something unusual was going on. Smoke flashed in front of my eyes. My eyes focused on my slit opening up. Cum began to appear and BURST from my throbbing rod. Out it came! High it blew! Oh! OHHHH! I was cumming and cumming! The thick creamy stuff gushed out of my prick in gobs and gobs overflowing. What was this smoke? What was this heat? OWWW! It was hot. This wasnÕt just any cum job. Ouch! It was really hot! My chest heaved. My breath grew short. My ears crackled. I leaned up, exhausted. Cum massed around my jerking hand, covering my joint, dripping on my balls, messing up my pubic hair. Sting! Ouch! My body was stinging. What was going on? As I looked out the open hole cut into the side of the treehouse I saw it! I heard it! Oh no! FIRE! FIRE! É A real fire. Flames everywhere. The brush was on fire. The air was crackling. I was alone. Trapped! Then, the sound of sirens É fire engines. Roy. Fire. Chocolate. The smoke began to rise. Through the smoke I could see the firefighters climbing the hill. Their hoses out. I had a quick flash of firemen with their cocks hanging out, Fire ¥ 51


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huge and heavy, some with straining erections. Pissing. Cumming. Jerkingoff. I couldnÕt believe myself. My life was in danger, cum all over my hand and crotch, and IÕm fantasizing about man flesh and man sex. Suddenly I was very self-conscious. I wiped my hand quickly on my cutoffs, buttoned them hurriedly, wrong I soon discovered, stood up and cried out, ÒHelp! IÕm here!Ó Instinctively, I shouted, ÒItÕs me, Mascot.Ó I could see Fire and Chocolate at the base of the hill. My stepdad saw me as he ran up the hill, hose in hand. ÒTom!Ó (my real name). ÒIÕm coming!Ó Like out of the movies he yelled, ÒIÕll save you!Ó I loved my stepdad. I was scared, but I knew he would do anything to save me. Did anyone besides my best friends know how much I loved him, or how many ways I loved him Ð how my friends and I seduced him the day we won the Wrestling Championships? Was he not the sexiest man alive? The flames were licking at the base of the tree. The smoke was beginning to overtake me. I got down on the floor of the treehouse, but was frozen. Climbing up had been so hard since the old ladder broke. But this was the most private place I could think of so I climbed up the tree by hand. Now, as I saw men racing with metal ladders up the hill, I prepared myself for rescue. I opened the door in the floor and began to climb down with caution and fear. ItÕs one thing to climb down the tree any ordinary day. But the heat and the smoke and the flames were hot on my trail. ÒSon! Son,Ó my stepdad yelled as he raced up the ladder placed at the base of the tree. I looked down to see Fire and Chocolate at the bottom of the ladder holding it steady. The ladder rose to just under my feet. As I reached for the highest rung with my feet my stepdad surrounded me from behind and hugged me close. ÒTom. My son!Ó he sighed embracing me. He kissed me hotly on the cheek. I turned to face and kiss him squarely on the mouth. Hot, wet, sweating, that kiss was. Passionate. I never loved him more than at that moment. Down the tree, down the ladder we went. Fire and Chocolate looked up with relief on their faces and grins as they had witnessed our adult kiss. My heart beat wildly against my stepdadÕs chest. I felt the heat of his body as much as the heat of the flames around us. I felt the strength of his muscles throughout his chest, back, and arms. I felt his thighs, ass, and groin. My hardon came up again. What a gorgeous man! What a sexy man! I looked into the flame-reflecting eyes of his incredibly handsome face. I placed my cheek against his chest and hugged him affectionately. He had saved me. ÒOh, Daddy!Ó As we reached the base of the ladder, Chocolate reached out to grab me and I hugged him, too. He slipped one arm around my waist. With his other hand he cupped my groin. Several of his fingers slipped into my misbuttoned cutoffs and he felt my moist cum, my pubic hair, and my throbbing cock. He squeezed his hand around my tender balls and his grin grew into a leering smile. ÒWeÕre not going to lose our Mascot,Ó he assured me. As he groped me continuously, his smile broadened. ÒNever!Ó added Fire who took me in his arms and swung me around while he hugged me. He slipped one arm under my knees and quickly ran down 52 ¥ Fire


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the hill away from the flames. I held him in my arms, my hands clasped around his hot neck. He, too, kissed me on the lips, not once but several times, each time more deeply until I responded by offering my tongue and wetly my lips sank into his. With one hand I reached down and groped his bulging crotch. ÒSo you like that, Mascot? You like this firemanÕs hose? Is there a fire youÕd like me to put out?Ó he whispered in my ear. He blew lightly. I nodded yes. My hand felt his cock and balls throb. I manipulated his manhood while his groin pushed forward into my hand. I could imagine him cumming. As Chocolate caught up, he interjected, ÒWeÕll celebrate your rescue once we put this fire out. LetÕs go, Fred, weÕve got another fire to put out.Ó Fire left me by the big red engine and ran back up the hill with Chocolate, my stepdad, and the others. I watched as they tackled the fire, but my mind raced ahead to thoughts of them putting out mine. On the trip back to the fire station, I rode between Fire and Chocolate who let me grope them the entire way. Back home, I told my well-edited story to the police and my mom. My stepdad kissed me good night and reassured me that if I wanted to come down to the firehouse the next night, Fire and Chocolate and he were scheduled to man the place and we could celebrate my rescue all we wanted. That night, I dreamed of what was to come during the promised celebration. I went to the lake the next day in the afternoon with my friends Mike and Scott. For a Sunday it was very quiet. They wanted to hear all about the fire. When I described my stepdad saving me, they pulled out their cocks and began to beat off. Obviously, they loved making out with him last winter. ÒI can bring myself off faster than you,Ó Mike challenged us. He ran his hand up and down his pud with such speed I thought the thing would blast off. I imagined it a fire hose shooting. ÒYeah, well, I can shoot farthest,Ó Scott claimed, whipping his rod into a frenzy in the race to shoot. It was too much seeing both my friends hurry to orgasm. As I heated up I recalled the heat and the flames of the fire and I took off. ÒOh! I beat you!Ó I announced as my cream ran up my joint and flew out my rod so fast and far I was sure this time I would win the distance record as well as being first. ÒWow!Ó the two boys echoed in awe of my prowess. I, however, had great inspiration as I recalled the FirefighterÕs Picnic and imagined ahead to tonightÕs promised activity. One after another the boys shot. Their cream actually slammed into each otherÕs and made a mess in front of us. We all laughed and agreed we were best friends and we had a great time the rest of the day. I had them over for dinner, but when they went home I ran to the firehouse. I couldnÕt wait for the fun to begin. ÒItÕs just us, Son,Ó my stepdad grinned as I raced up the stairs to the second floor of the fire station. Fire and Chocolate were in the showers just finishing. I gasped as I saw them buck naked toweling off and combing their Fire ¥ 53


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hair. My stepdad sat in a white union suit unbuttoned all the way. His dark hairy chest and belly were on display as if he were plain naked. Even a generous portion of his thick pubic hair was exposed. His cock and balls were covered by the fabric, but every curve of his joint and twin balls was obvious. Really obvious. I got a major boner swelling my pants just staring at him. He let me look him over good. His manly nipples showed and as he leaned back in his chair his union suit swept open to reveal his entire chest from one hairy underarm to the other. I groped my crotch and gulped; it was too incredible. One more move and his union suit would reveal all. My stepdad just grinned slyly and let his crotch lay forward to my satisfaction. I saw more hairy body and less union suit with each passing second. ÒSee whatÕs keeping Charlie and Mac,Ó he encouraged and nodded toward the showers and his fingers played with his pubic hair and then disappeared inside the union suit to rearrange his swelling rod and shifting balls. I shuddered as I watched him play with himself. I felt my precum gather at my slit. The men were shaving now, with nothing but towels over their shoulders and shaving cream on their faces. Fire was outlining his beard. My precum began to smear my pants while I saw him concentrate on getting the right line. Men shaving can be so sexy. Chocolate was concentrating, too, but every so often heÕd look over at me and his cock would bounce. My eyes grew wide. ÒSince we all know what youÕre here for, why donÕt you lather up my thing with your tongue as I finish? I want the celebration to begin now. I sure am horny.Ó I flew to my knees between his thighs and quicker than you can yell Fire, I was on his joint like a hose over a hydrant. Speaking of fire, Fire moved closer and even as he was shaving he interrupted, ÒWhat about me? This hose wants you, too.Ó At my eye level his manly meat began to rise in fits and starts. It got bigger and bigger and bigger until I wasnÕt sure whether I could take it all. I wanted to, though, very much. Even as I let ChocolateÕs delicious meat fill my mouth, I watered for the taste of FireÕs brand. Chocolate held my head steady as he finished shaving. He ran a little water over his face with his other hand. Then with both hands he guided his expanding hose down my anxious throat. I moaned at the size and pleasure of it. Up and down his cock I sucked. Every curve, every thick inch. It was as good as chocolate. Even better! Fire, having finished shaving, guided my face from ChocolateÕs candy to his own Ð a beauty of a cock, fiercely curved upward with a sweeping head and a broad crown. More candy. White chocolate. Tasted really good. They both were great. Soon I was bounding from one to the other. I licked their balls, four mouthfuls, weighed them in my mouth, and tasted them with my tongue. Then I licked both cockheads together. ÒCan you fit one more hose inside?Ó my stepdad asked as he appeared. Wow! With his meat now a throbbing hard-on thrust out of his union suit and his hairy balls hanging below, he pointed his hose straight at me. I devoured it. My throat loved it. All the way inside. I squeezed with my lips. I loved the man. 54 ¥ Fire


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My hands played with his hairy balls Ð tossing them, kneading them. I reached up and rubbed his erect nipples between my fingers. I ran my hand flat through his thick, dark chest hair. My cock tented my pants. My precum wet the fabric. I had to unzip my fly. Everyone watched as my young manÕs meat pointed straight up, thick gobs of precum spurting from the head. ÒVolunteer! Unbutton this!Ó my stepdad ordered. He turned around and pointed to the button-back portion of his union suit. I followed orders undoing each and every button that surrounded his round firm ass. What a contrast between the smooth white cotton and his dark hairy ass with its deep crevice and hidden hole. It wasnÕt hidden for long, when in unbuttoning the last part he leaned over and offered his moist crack to me. ÒWet it down,Ó he instructed, looking back at me his eyes penetrating. I was soon penetrating his crack with its dark pucker surrounded by a mass of curly dark hairs. He wanted wet. I gave him wet. My tongue went to work as if there was a fire to put out. Chocolate and Fire spread his cheeks and smiled and laughed between themselves while they watched me rim my stepdad eagerly. I saw them twitch their asses as they imagined the feel of a wet tongue up their holes. Eventually, they turned their asses to me. The fire was spreading. ÒMe, too,Ó Chocolate commanded. His ass was smooth and round. More candy. ÒThis ass wants your tongue, too, Mascot,Ó Fire added. He was just as hairy as my stepdad. ItÕs just that from my angle, with his color hair, he really did look like his ass was on fire. My hand ran over my shaft, my orgasm impending, as all three men felt my tongue lashing out at them. I felt like the flames of a fire, hot on their asses. This scene was hot. Sizzling! All the sudden, they lifted my in the air and out into the next room. One grabbed some lube from a locker and, WHOA, I found myself holding onto the firehouse pole, my legs spread, my body lifted horizontally off the floor. Fire prepped his rod to enter my tender anus. All three men supported me, feeling me up, my nipples and cock, my ass intruded by an assortment of lubed fingers. Oh! That felt good. I looked under me to see the first floor below, the polished engines waiting for the next emergency, the hole around the pole looking dangerously large. ÒHold me,Ó I warned, ÒI donÕt want to fall.Ó ÒI wonÕt let you go, Son,Ó my stepdad reassured me, ÒI love you,Ó and he kissed my lips softly and then he kissed me deeply. At that, FireÕs knob touched my puckering asshole. I breathed in and out quickly to relax and let him in. Oh! OH! OHH! I loved the idea of this four-way love making. These three men focused on me, wanting me. ÒThatÕs it, Mascot. Take me. More now. More. YES!Ó Inch after firemanÕs inch filled my insides. I felt a heat surge. My head flipped down, Fire ¥ 55


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then up. My hands grasped the pole tighter. My stepdad held me. I sweated and strained and celebrated. ÒGOOD BOY. Very good. Excellent. Roy, your stepson is great!Ó My stepdad smiled, leaned over and kissed me again moistly on the lips. I almost lost my grip on the pole. Fire fucked me fiercely. ÒOh. OH!Ó After what must have been twenty minutes I almost collapsed. But as his orgasm came on, I found the energy to thrust back and draw it out of him. ÒMascot! HERE I CUMMMMMM!Ó The heat. Like a fire! The rush! Like a fire storm. I shook. The pole shook! Fire came in buckets. ÒMe, next. Me, next! Now. Now!Ó demanded Chocolate. As Fire collapsed, my stepdad helped me onto my back on the floor. I again grabbed the fire pole and with my legs above my head I hung precariously over the hole. I found the strength inside of me. These men were sex-perfect. My rod-on swung like a fire ladder above an engine, hard as metal. I wanted more. I was ready. Chocolate entered swiftly, his pole a well-greased rod. My ass was wellgreased, too. My stepdad, a great support. ÒOh! You fuck!Ó he called me, ÒYou seductive fuck! Feel me! Feel my dark meat up your hole!Ó I did. Again and again. On and on. This was fun. As he fucked me, I fucked him back. Fuck! ÒOh! My cream! HEREÕS MY CREAM!Ó Chocolate was so excited he couldnÕt keep his cock inside me. He had to show it to everyone. I looked down my body, heaving after his fuck and watched as his cum rushed out of his slit and flew straight at me, nearly washing me out. My face, my chest, my belly were all there to be doused by his juice. My stepdad and Fire immediately wiped it into my skin, oiling me with the cream. ÒSon? Can you get up?Ó my stepdad asked. ÒGrab the pole. Lean in.Ó I did and he, too, entered me. The sensation of his cockhead at my hole IÕll never forget. The feel of his fingers at my tits was not to be believed. My eyes closed for a moment as I felt his cockhead pass my opening. Into my hot canal he plunged. In one long stroke he plugged me. I felt his hairy chest and pubic hair at my back. He was deep inside me. I loved the idea of Roy fucking me. Roy, my stepdad, my lover, fucking me. I had felt his big beautiful knob disappear into my willing hole. I now knew the breadth of its thickness and its length. I took him all the way up my chute in a single stroke. While I held onto that pole leaning over that hole I let him fuck me. With all his might he fucked me. Oh for the day I fuck him. And I will fuck him. IÕll fuck his hairy ass till he creams all over himself and me. ÒFUCK ME, DAD. FUCK ME!Ó I called. ÒDAD! FUCK ME, ROY! OH, ROY! FUCK ME!Ó I felt very powerful. I looked down that hole over the fire engines to the wall of uniforms and remembered Roy, Chocolate, Fire and the others rescue me. I love firemen. I particularly love these firemen. ÒOH! NOW IÕM CUMMING. I CANÕT HOLD BACK. LOOK. LOOK!Ó I saw my cum stream out and wash the calender along the wall 56 ¥ Fire


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This hot daddy likes his boy to be young (18-23), with a small, thin build, smooth body with little or no facial or body hair (except pubic), very boyish looking, cute and sweet. My boy loves to cuddle, snuggle, and kiss while feeling each other up! I love to suck my boyÕs cock, balls, and butt hole, as well as kissing, licking and sucking his toes and feet! I love to kiss his lips, his ears! Daddy is 53, 5Õ10Ó, 170#, brown hair & eyes, with a nice sandy-colored mustache. Because of my profession, I can make my own hours and time schedule, so I can please my son anytime he wants it! Daddy was a science teacher for over 25 years, but is now in his own consulting business. Daddy is very hot and passionate and wants to eat your hot, creamy boy-cum over and over again! Please write to me at: David Allen, 2100 Valencia Dr. #404, Northbrook, IL 60062 or call me at (847) 564--0327 after 6:00 pm. CanÕt wait to hear from

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Continued from page 79 Coach Field Trip 2 ¥ High Adventure ¥ After School ¥ Born Horny ¥ Cigar Pup ¥ Tony & Son ¥ Cockerville High ¥ Birthday Cigars ¥ Weekend Surprise ¥ Camping in the Catskills Coach Field Trip 3 ¥ Hot Texas Cowboy Bear ¥ Camping In The Catskills II ¥ First Time Around The Block ¥ Fan Man ¥ Fantasy In Comradeship ¥ Visiting The Coach ¥ CoachÕs Surprise ¥ Moving In With Grandpa ¥ Cockerville High DaddyÕs Little Shaver ¥ Jaun ¥ Tim and the Twins ¥ Shower Time with Dad ¥ Father Figure ¥ Camping in the Catskills III ¥ The CopÕs Story ¥ UncleÕs Influence ¥ Cockerville High ¥ Summer Vacation with Dad Ausssie First Time ¥ Loving You ¥ The Haunted Mansion ¥ Squeak, Squeak, Squeak ¥ The Spritz House ¥ Watching My Uncle Joe ¥ The Old Album in Uncle JimÕs Attic ¥ Chad Christopher ¥ The Debate Match ¥ The Ghost of Dark Cottage Kansas Farmer ¥ TonyÕs Dad ¥ The Birds, the Bees, and Dad ¥ GrandfatherÕs Indian Tale ¥ Lemme Tell You About Jeff ¥ DadÕs Home ¥ Learning about Chad Christopher ¥ Locker Room Lust ¥ Father Figure Ð II ¥ The Fraternity Party ¥ Sharing the Old Album in Uncle JimÕs Attic German Bath Night ¥ GrandpaÕs Christmas Present ¥ Chad Christopher and Max ¥ Last Stop ¥ Moving in on Dad ¥ The Long Way Home ¥ Twenty Degrees Below ¥ Scout Troup Camporee ¥ Poker Night ¥ My SonÕs Swimming Coach

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