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Subject: A Slut Is Born by Cutter09 gay adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate./donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 A Slut Is Born My parents are both phd’s. Not the medical kind. My father works with computers, and my mother is in environmental stuff. Being highly educated means they take every opportunity to teach me something. So, when my mom was invited to work on a research grant project at U.C.L.A., they decided it would be a good idea to drive there. Their idea was to rent a van, drive across country, and stop at all the interesting places along the way. Interesting to them maybe, not so much to me. This wouldn’t be so bad if we lived in Washington state or even New Mexico, but we live in Maine. Two thousand miles across the U.S. And there are a lot of `interesting’ places to see along the way. Being on the east coast, we had already done many weekend trips to places like Washington D.C., Philadelphia, Boston, New York, etc. Just about every place of U.S. historical importance. I was worried about stopping to see every `world’s largest ball of string’, or two headed snake museum, from here to L.A. And being only thirteen and easily bored prompted me to beg to take my best friend with us. If I’m gonna be bored out of my mind, then Jordan should be too. Jordan’s been my best friend as long as I can remember, so his parents weren’t concerned about him going along with us on our `adventure’. I think they were happy to get rid of him for awhile. The plan was to drive Mom there, stopping at various places, dropping her off, then taking a different route back with other `interesting’ stops. We had no time constraints since we left two weeks before she was due to be in L.A. We also had no reservations at hotels and such. Simply going with the flow, adrift on the wind, mindlessly stumbling across the entire frigging country. It reminded me of that old Chevy Chase movie, `Vacation’, only our destination wasn’t as exciting as `Wallyworld’. Thirty minutes after leaving our driveway, Jordan and I had already pulled out our Gameboys. Thirty minutes after that, I was ready for the trip to be over. As any thirteen year old boy can tell you, sitting for too long will give you an erection. Well actually, anything will give you an erection. A dog could fart two blocks away, and the wind from it will make you hard. Right on schedule, two hours after leaving, Boing! I’m sitting next to my best friend with a hard on to hide. I look over at Jordan, I see him stretch out his legs, then tug on his shorts, and lay his arm across his lap. Yep, it hit him too. I giggle and smack him in the chest to get his attention. He smacks me back.”What?” I poke his hard on with my finger to let him know, that I know, he’s hiding a hard on. His eyes narrow, he glances at my lap, and pokes my erection. Of course that means I have to poke his again, and vice versa. Soon, we’re playfully slapping at each other. “Hey fellas! No fighting.” My father bellows from the front seat. I stick my foot through the opening between the two front seats, and rest it on the console. My mom gives my leg a pat, and notices the goose bumps caused by the air conditioning blowing on it. “If you’re cold, baby, grab the blanket from the back.” To me, it was a great idea. It would cover my erection in case my mom looks back at me. I retrieve the blanket, spread it over my lap, and pull it up to my chin. Jordan grabs at it, wanting to share, which starts a tug of war. “Boys!” My father yells again. I relinquish half the blanket. Jordan smirks at me and gives my erection one last poke. I couldn’t let him get the best of me, so I grabbed that sensitive area above his knee cap, and squeezed it hard. He reflexively kicks my dad’s seat in front of him. Dad glances back, we froze, trying to look innocent. Since we’re both wearing loose fitting shorts, my hand is on his bare leg as we sit back so we don’t get into trouble. I decide it’s a good time to torture him, knowing he’s not going to retaliate. I begin slowly sliding my hand up his leg. I want to see how far I can push him before he finally takes a swipe at me. Jordan is sitting there watching my hand creep slowly up his leg under the blanket. He gives me a dirty look then glances at my dad. He knows I’m pushing him, wanting him to get into trouble. Then he decides the best offence is no defence. He leans back and smirks at me again, as if to say “Ok, let’s see how far you’re willing to go.” My hand is halfway up his thigh, and I can’t back down now. I’m watching his face, waiting for some weakness to show, but it doesn’t come, and my hand is still moving. I reach the leg opening of his shorts. He’s beginning to show concern, but isn’t giving up. He thinks I’ll crack first. Then I discovered two things. He’s stronger willed than I thought, and he wasn’t wearing underwear. When my hand touched his ball sack, his eyes went wide with surprise. Then came the questioning look as my fingers actually roamed over his balls. Then came the terror, as I continued up and touched the base of his dick. Jordan stared in shock. Then reached over and grabbed my basket over my shorts. I pulled my hand out of the leg opening, and he let go of my basket. That’s when I slid my hand down the front of his shorts and grabbed his dick. Not to be outdone, he did the same thing to me. So we’re sitting there with each other’s dick in our hand, at an impasse. I gave his a gentle squeeze, and he followed suit. I slid my hand up and down a couple of times, and he did the same. We smiled at each other. I could tell his was a little smaller than mime, but that’s about it. I let it go, and he did too. I turned in the seat a bit, so I could reach over with my right hand. I slid under the waistband of his shorts again, and gripped his dick. There wasn’t much room to work, but I started the classic jerk off stroke. He moaned and shook his head “No” at me. I gave him an impish grin and nodded and stroked him more. He leaned his head back on the seat and moaned again. Then he tensed up and grunted, as his dick throbbed in my hand. I could feel dampness on my fingers, and knew it was Jordan’s cum. I giggled as I withdrew my hand, knowing he was going to have to set there with his cum drying on his belly and inside his shorts. He cleared his throat and sat up straighter. Then he gave me that look that says “You’re gonna pay for that.” He dove at me, I tried to cover, but he managed to get his hand inside my shorts. His fingers wrapped around my dick and I let out a gasp. I never thought it would be so thrilling to have another guy touch my dick, let alone my best friend. Once he had a hold on it, I gave in and let him do his thing. After a few seconds, I even hooked my thumb into the waistband and pulled it down below my dick to give him room. He held the blanket away with his free hand and jerked me to an orgasm. I shot cum on my belly, and his hand. Jordan wiped his hand inside my shorts so that I would be sitting there with cum drying on me too. We stopped for gas about an hour later. “What the fuck, Man? Are you crazy? Your mom could have seen you touching my dick.” Jordan yells at me in the restroom. “We gotta find some way to pass the time, or we’re gonna die of boredom.” “Well that was a bit extreme, don’t you think?” he questioned. “At first I was just messing with you to get you in trouble. I guess I kinda got carried away.” “I guess you did, I still have dried jizz in my shorts,” he laughed. Jordan got some paper towels from the dispenser and wet them. He pulled his shorts down just a little, being careful not to expose himself, and started to clean his belly. I thought it was funny that we had just exchanged hand jobs, yet he was still bashful about me seeing his dick. Oh well. The next time we stopped, was at a motel. Dad got two rooms, one for us and one for them. “You boys get cleaned up and get ready for dinner. We may rest a bit, so we’ll come get you when we’re ready to go, ” Dad said. Our room had two beds, I jumped on the first one, and Jordan followed suit on the second. I dug through our travel bag and pulled out our Gameboys. I was trying to navigate passed the level that had been giving me fits for days, when I first heard it. A rhythmic thumping sound. I looked at Jordan and just then he heard it too. It was coming from the wall between my parents’ room and ours. I jumped over onto Jordan’s bed, closer to the sound. It was getting louder. Then I heard my mom moan. I was hard instantly. “Jesus, Trent. Your dad is fucking your mom.” Jordan came to the same conclusion I had. We both crawled up the bed to place our ears against the wall. Mom was really moaning loudly. She was saying something too, like “Oh God” over and over. Jordan and I were facing each other with our ears pressed against the wall, and still sitting on the bed. I looked down at Jordan’s lap and saw his erection jumping in his shorts. I realized I really wanted to see his dick. He was so intent on listening, he didn’t notice my hand move to his lap. I lightly squeezed his dick, and got no response. Then we clearly heard Mom say, “Fuck me!” We both started giggling, that’s when he saw my hand on his dick. Mom moaned loudly again, and Jordan was back to his listening spot. I took the opportunity to pull the top of his shorts away, and get a good look at his dick as I wrapped my hand around it. He was about an inch shorter than my five and a half inches, and not as thick. He was circumcised, like me, but his dick head is more elongated than mine. Mine is rounder and fatter. We both have a small patch of fur centered on the top of our dicks. I picked up the rhythm of the thumping with my stroking of his dick. His eyes half closed and he moaned. His hips started moving against my stroking hand. I saw him lick his lips, and close his eyes. I could only guess he was imagining fucking my mom, or some girl. I picked up the pace, knowing he wasn’t going to stop me now, and soon his eyes flew open and he looked down at my hand, just as cum shot out of his slit. I stroked it till I was sure he was finished cumming. His load was on his belly and my knuckles. “Dude… You weren’t trying to get me in trouble that time,” Jordan pointed out. “No. I just wanted to that time.” “Why?” “I liked doing it the first time. It was fun,” I said, as I got off the bed being careful with the cum on my hand. I went to the bathroom and turned on the water. Just before sticking my hand under the stream, I looked at my fingers, brought them to my nose for a sniff, then ran my tongue through it. I had tasted mine before out of curiosity, his wasn’t much different. Maybe a little sweeter, at least, I thought so. The thumping was coming to a crescendo. “Man, they really go at it,” Jordan said. “Is it always like that at home?” “I don’t know. This is the first time I’ve heard them.” Dad grunted, “Aww…Fuck.” and the thumping stopped. “So, you liked… you know, doing that?” Jordan asked. “Yeah, sure. I mean, we’re best friends and all.” “But touching another guy’s dick, isn’t that a bit weird?” “You touched mine in the car. Was that weird?” “That was different.” “Maybe, but you did it. I’ve just done it twice as much as you.” “I didn’t realize we were having a contest,” Jordan chuckled. A little later there was a knock at the door. It was Dad, but he was alone. “Your mom’s still resting. She’s a little tired.” “From what we heard, I can understand why,” I quipped. “You boys heard? Sorry about that. I hope it didn’t embarrass you.” “Naw. In fact, Jordan really enjoyed it.” I earned a shove from Jordan for that. We went to the Denny’s next to the Motel. Why is Denny’s always next to a motel? Don’t they think local people will eat their food? “So, Dad. Are you and Mom always like that?” I asked while waiting for our food. I don’t know why I was being so brave. I’ve never talked to my dad so openly. “Just how much did you hear, Son?” “Well, I found out Mom knows the F word.” “My, those walls are thin. Uh, sometimes when you’re on vacation, you feel a little less inhibited. You know, less of the daily pressures etc.” “Yeah, I’ve been feeling less inhibited too,” I admitted. “What about you, Jordan? Are you feeling free and frisky?” Dad asked. I thought Jordan was going to cough a french fry through his nose at that. “Uh… I think I’ll stay out of this conversation if you don’t mind.” We got a burger to go for Mom, and went back to our rooms. I showered first, coming out in just a towel. Jordan went in, and when he came out, he had a towel around him too. He started digging through his suitcase. “Damn. I forgot to pack underwear.” “You weren’t wearing any earlier, so what’s the problem.” “I was in a hurry, I thought I had packed them all. I must have laid the suitcase on them and left them behind.” “You can share mine, or not wear any. Like Dad said we’re on vacation. Be free, let loose.” He sat on the edge of his bed facing me. “Do you think they’re gonna do it again?” he asked hopefully. Just then the phone on the nightstand between the two beds rang, startling us. Jordan jumped up to grab it, leaving his towel behind. I don’t think he noticed, until I reached over and grabbed his dick. “Hello? Yes…Oh shit. Err… sorry Sir, I uh just kicked the night stand.” I began stroking it, he was hard instantly. “Yes, Sir. Eight o’clock. Ummm… Yeah. I’ll tell him.” “Jesus, Dude. I was…Oh…talking to your dad.” “He’d understand. You’re on vacation. Be uninhibited,” I laughed. Then, as I was stroking him, I realized I was on vacation too. I should be uninhibited. I looked up at Jordan, and slowly leaned closer to him. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open as he realized what I was going to do. He stood frozen in shock as my lips slid over the head of his dick. “Oh..fuck, dude.” Jordan said as I grabbed his hips pulling him all the way into my mouth. His pubes tickled my nose as his dick hit my throat. I slid back and forth on it a few times just to get the feel of it. Jordan’s legs began to shake. I pulled off him and said. “Maybe you should lay down before you fall down. Or, do you want me to stop?” He threw back the covers and jumped in the bed on his back in anticipation. I followed him, leaving behind my own towel. His eyes were on my dick as I crawled up on the bed beside him. “You’re bigger than me, and I’m two months older,” Jordan pointed out as he reached for my dick. I was on my knees by his hips as he stroked me. “So what dude.” I leaned over and took him into my mouth again. I slid up and down on it a few times then released it. “You have a nice dick. Very suckable too.” I don’t know how I was and expert on suckable dicks, but Jordan seemed to accept it. I went back down on him, and got serious about sucking it. “Ahh…Trent…Dude that feels great.” ataköy escort He brought his hands down and grabbed my head. He thrust up at my willing mouth, and I played with his balls a little. In hardly any time, he unloaded for the third time that day. “I’ve always wanted a blow job. Thanks, Trent. Have you done that before?” “I only just thought of it a minute ago. Did you like it?” “It was great! Wait! Dude, did you swallow my cum?” “Yeah, I guess I did. I didn’t suspect you had any diseases I needed to worry about.” “That’s so hot!” “So… you won’t mind if I do it again?” He looked at me sheepishly. “Can I play with yours too?” “This trip might not be so bad after all,” I said with a grin. We got under the covers, naked. Jordan reached for my dick, and began stroking it. “It feels so different than mine. I like playing with a bigger one.” He threw the cover back, and got down closer to my dick to examine it. “Your balls are bigger than mine too.” “I guess it’s a like a package deal. All proportionate like.” Jordan spent a couple of minutes looking at my dick. He picked it up off my belly and examining it from all angles. Then tentatively took the head into his mouth. God, did that feel good. After only a few seconds of having it in his mouth, he pulled off. “Warn me before you cum, Dude.” Then he went back down on it, taking in more this time. I guess he didn’t want me to cum in his mouth. I mean, just because I swallowed his, doesn’t mean he has to swallow mine. I was happy with just him sucking it anyway. I was surprised that he wanted to, I couldn’t blame him for not wanting cum in his mouth. Jordan worked on my dick a few minutes, only once getting careless with his teeth. I was so excited to be in someone’s mouth, I couldn’t hold back for long. “Jordan…Gonna cum, man.” He pulled my dick out of his mouth and stroked it fast. I exploded all over myself and his hand. It had to be the biggest load of my life. “Wow! Look how much you cum. I don’t shoot anywhere near that much,” Jordan proclaimed. “I don’t usually either. I guess you got me really hot.” He lay down beside me and we drew the blanket up around our shoulders. We lay there on our backs, not speaking. I’m sure we were thinking the same thing. Well, maybe not. I was thinking I sure liked doing that, I wonder if I would get to do it a lot more. “Does this mean we’re gay?” Jordan asked. We weren’t thinking the same thing after all. “I don’t think one blow job means we’re gay,” I answered. “But it wasn’t just one blow job. It was a blow and a hand job for me, two hands and a blow for you,” Jordan protested. “Well, if we’re keeping score, I guess I’m almost twice as gay as you. If that makes you feel any better.” We were again lost in our thoughts for a few minutes. I wondered if he was right, or like Dad said, just uninhibited vacation fun. I was laying in bed naked with my best friend. Pretty fucking uninhibited, I would say. Naked in bed with my best friend. A guy who I’ve always competed with. Sports, video games, now sex. Well, I was a blow job short of having double his score. I needed to fix that. Without bothering to ask, I ducked under the cover, and onto his dick. It was soft when I put my lips around it, but it didn’t stay that way long. I couldn’t see his face, but I heard his moans. He obviously liked what I was doing, gay or not. I did too. Jordan took a lot longer this time, of course it was his third cum in just a few hours. I didn’t care, I liked sucking him. Although my jaws did get a little tired. He let loose of a couple of shots of cum, and went limp in my mouth. Laying back down beside him, I said, “Now I’m double your score.” He let out an exhausted chuckle, and soon we were both asleep. The phone woke us at eight. “Okay, Dad. We’ll be ready in five minutes.” Jordan had gone into the bathroom while I was on the phone. I followed him in, and stood beside him at the toilet. Our streams finally started, and I watched him pee, as he watched me. We dressed and got our things together just in time for Dad to knock at our door. He stepped in, looking around the room. “You guys aren’t forgetting anything are you. I don’t want to turn around and come back for a Gameboy or something.” Dad has always been a stickler for details. I guess it’s the math in him, and why he’s good with computers. “I think we got everything,” I said. He was looking at the messed up bed. “You don’t expect me to make the bed while on vacation do you? That’s what the housekeeping department is for,” I said. “Uh…no…it’s just…Never mind.” We ate breakfast at Denny’s before hitting the road. I don’t understand how Denny’s is associated with baseball, but I do like the grand slam. We were on the road forever, when Dad finally stopped for gas again. We were at some wide place in the road that was posing as a town. The gas station/garage was also had somebody’s house next to it. The old guy in bib overalls was probably the owner/mechanic. “You young fellers might be interested in seein’ the two headed snake inside,” he said to me. Oh Jesus. I knew it. Two headed snakes from here to L.A. Why me, Lord? “Did you hear that baby. That should be fun,” Mom pointed out. Jordan went in. “I think I’ll pass,” I groused as I opened the rear hatch of the van. I got out the blanket, and a couple of juice boxes from the cooler. When I looked behind me, overalls was staring at my butt. I got back in the car, and overalls came and stood by my window, talking to Dad as he filled the tank. He kept looking in the window at me, while pretending to be interested in what Dad was saying about the long drive. I picked up my Gameboy, and slouched down, putting my knees on the back of Mom’s seat in front of me. Overalls was staring at my crotch, so I thought I’d give him something to look at. I spread my knees apart, causing a gap in the leg opening of my shorts. I wasn’t wearing anything under my shorts, so I’m sure he got an eyeful. Dad replaced the pump handle and went inside to pay. Overalls stayed by my window glancing back and forth from my crotch to my face. I scratched my pubes, making sure my dick moved passed the gap a few times. Overalls glanced at Mom to see where she was looking. He squeezed the large lump in his pants and said, “You shore you don’t wanna come inside? I got lots of stuff you’d like.” “Go on inside, Honey. We’re in no hurry,” Mom said. I got out, adjusting my dick so it was under the waistband of my shorts, and pulled my tee shirt down to cover it, just in case. Overalls followed me inside. There was a lot of shit to see in there. Several aisles of old dusty stuff. Jordan was standing at the front counter looking at a jar, so I went down the first aisle. Overalls followed me. “Lookit that,” he said pointing to something on the next to the bottom shelf. It was kinda dark inside, so I bent over for a closer look. Overalls passed behind me, dragging his hard cock on my butt as he went by. It was an old toy firetruck. I picked it up and looked at it. “What didja think of that?” he asked. “Interesting. I’ve never seen an old one. It felt like it was made of wood.” “It feels that way to me right now too. Step back here if you want to see an older one,” he said as he ducked behind a curtained doorway. I glanced up front, and didn’t see Dad or Jordan. They probably went outside. I went behind the curtain, and overalls was standing there stroking his dick. It was only about an inch longer than mine, but pretty thick. He was uncircumcised too. It was my first adult dick, and it was the first uncut one too. I was a little nervous, but reached out and took it in my hand. It felt kinda weird being able to slide the skin back and forth over it. I could see some white cheesy looking stuff on the end, and overalls smelled kinda sweaty, so I didn’t want to suck it. He got to his knees in front of me, and pulled my shorts down. My dick bobbed out, and he engulfed it in his mouth. Shit! It felt good. I didn’t know why, but what he was doing was even better than what Jordan did. He was sucking, and tongueing, and something else too. Then it hit me. Gums! He had no teeth. He was gumming my dick. Fuck it was great. I swore right then to never pass up a chance for a blow job from a toothless person. I looked down at him as he serviced me. You could tell he was really enjoying having a young dick in his mouth. He slurped and sucked and gummed me till I couldn’t take any more. I didn’t warn him, I knew he wanted my load. I gave it to him big time. I wanted to leave, but his mouth felt so good, I stayed and let him suck it awhile longer. I finally pulled my softening dick out of his mouth, and got my shorts back in order. “Thanks,” I said to him, as I slipped passed the curtain again. I mean, what else do you say to some stranger who just sucked your dick? I got in the car and Jordan said, “Where’ve you been?” “I was looking at an old toy, and didn’t see you leave.” It was somewhat true. I didn’t actually see them leave, and I was looking at his old toy. Even felt it some. I felt a little guilty about letting someone else suck me, so I threw the blanket over Jordan and myself, then reached for his dick. He narrowed his eyes at me again, and shook his head. Of course that didn’t stop me. I smiled and nodded. My hand slid inside his shorts and found what it was searching for. Jordan was sitting to my right, behind Mom. I had turned in my seat, and used my left hand to stroke him. Dad and Mom were talking, and he occasionally looked over at her. He must have noticed the movement in the back seat, because I saw him turn his head a little further than necessary to look at Mom. Jordan had leaned against his door, closed his eyes and gave in to my hand’s pleasuring. I’m not sure if Dad thought Jordan was jerking off, or if he knew I was doing it. There was no mistaking that some action was taking place on Jordan’s crotch. Dad looked back several times while my hand rose up and down Jordan’s dick. He was looking when Jordan moaned in release, and my hand was dripping with his cum. Dad had to make a sudden correction in his steering the car, because he stared too long into the backseat. I drew my hand out from under the blanket, and as Jordan watched, I licked it clean. That brought a smile to his face. Next thing I know, we’re in Chicago. The tall buildings along both sides of the river made me think of a cross between New York and Venice. My dad said there was an interesting book called `Devil in the White City’ about Chicago in the days leading up to the World’s Fair, and a serial killer. It’s non fiction so I might have to check it out. We stopped for the night at a motel outside Chicago. They had a pool, so me and Jordan put on our suits and went. It was just at dusk, and there was only two people in the pool. A girl about eleven, and her older brother around seventeen. They seemed to be pretty close, playing together and horsing around. Jordan and I got to splashing and playing a bit, when the girl came over and asked where we were from. Jordan started talking to her, so I went to sit on the pool steps. Her brother came and sat by me. Jeff (his name) was a decent looking guy. Longish hair, fit swimmer’s body. I started laughing because he told me his actual name was Jefferson, and his sister was Madison. The best part was their last name was Lincoln. Parents obviously had a president fetish. He was sitting right next to me, our legs touching. At first I didn’t read anything into it, but soon I could feel his leg pressing against mine. I sorta pressed back, neither of us really looking at each other. I glanced over at Jordan. He was giving Madison a ride on his back at the other end of the pool. I casually let my hand drop onto my leg, rubbing Jeff’s thigh and mine at the same time. When he didn’t move away from me, I slid my hand up to his speedo. Still no objection, so I reached into his lap to find a very rigid dick. Looking back at Jordan, they seem to be really close together, maybe whispering. “They seemed to be getting along well,” I say to Jeff. “Yeah. I hope he fucks her.” I wasn’t sure I heard him right. “You want him to fuck your sister? She’s a little young don’t you think?” “If somebody doesn’t do it soon, I am. She’s been teasing me for a year now. Rubbing her butt on me, getting me all worked up then leaving me hard. She knows what she’s doing to me, too.” “Yeah, that’s not right. I wouldn’t do something like that to anybody,” I said giving his cock a squeeze. Jeff looked down at where my hand was on him. Stand over there,” I instructed. He moved to where I indicated, and I followed. I took a look at Jordan again, then ducked under water. Pulling down his speedo, a nice thick seven incher floated out. The shaft was more oval than round, and it was as hard as an iron bar. Just FYI, it’s hard to suck cock underwater. But I gave it a try. I took it into my mouth, and bobbed back and forth on it for a minute before I had to surface. “Man, that was different,” Jeff commented. I continued to stroke him for a few minutes, his eyes never left his sister as she teased Jordan. “Some day you’ll be sliding your big cock into her tight little pussy.” That was what he needed to hear. I ducked back under and barely had my lips around his dick before he unloaded. Another important piece of information. It’s very hard to swallow cum underwater without drowning. I don’t think I’ll be trying that again anytime soon. “Thanks. You probably saved her virginity for another day or two. Want me to do you?” Jeff said. “No, I’ll take care of it later.” “Madison! Time to go in,” Jeff yelled across the pool. Jordan and Madison made their way over to us, and the brother and sister were soon gone. “Let’s go back to the room,” Jordan suggested. As we climbed the stairs, I could see Jordan had an erection. “Did she do that to you?” I asked. “I think I could’ve fucked her if they didn’t have to leave.” “No, Jeff said she likes to tease guys and leave them hanging.” “Well, she’s really good at it.” Once in our room, we stripped off our suits and finished drying ourselves. I thought I might try a little teasing too, by not doing anything to relieve his hard on. I simply crawled into bed, turned onto my side and said, “Don’t forget the lights before you get in bed.” Jordan turned out the lights and got in. I didn’t move. After a minute, he moved closer to me. I still didn’t budge. “Trent?” “What?” I had trouble not sounding like I was smiling. “I’m really horny.” “That’s nice.” “Trent, could you…you know… suck it?” “Madison is in room 211. Go ask her to do it.” I was all but laughing out loud by now. “Come on, Man. I’ll do you too.” “Nah. I don’t think I need it right now.” “Please?” Acting rather indignant, I rolled over and went under the cover. I really didn’t mind doing it for him, in fact I was beginning to like sucking a lot. His dick wasn’t in my mouth for no more merter escort than a couple of minutes before he gave me his cum. When he had gone soft, I laid back on the pillow. “Your turn,” I said. He went down and started sucking me. This time he didn’t tell me to warn him before I shoot, and I had no intention to. As I got close, I reached down and grabbed his head. I thrust up and pushed down at the same time sending my dick into his throat, where I unloaded in him. When I let go of his head, he lay beside me and said, “Why’d you do that?” “Do what?” “Cum in my mouth.” “Seems to me, if you’re going to give someone a blow job, you should swallow their load. If not, they may as well be jerking off. I swallow yours. You could have just jerked off, but you wanted a blow job. What’s the point if I don’t swallow.” Jordan had no argument for the logic. He turned over and went to sleep. As we loaded the car the next day, Dad said “Well boys, soon we’ll be out of the land of Lincoln.” I choked back a laugh. To me it will be the land of Jeff Lincoln. Jordan didn’t speak to me much for most of the next few hours. I can’t blame him really. I guess it was a dirty trick to play on your best friend. But we still had a long way to go on this trip. If he expects me to blow him, and swallow, then he should do the same. Soon we were in St. Louis. I looked up as we crossed a bridge and there was this huge arch. “Wat is that?” I asked Dad. “It’s called the Gateway Arch. Gateway to the midwest or something like that. If I remember correctly, it’s our tallest national monument, the tallest arch in the world, and several other records. We had to get in these little capsules to go up in it. And the windows up top are tiny really. But you can see forever from 630 feet in the air. There’s something about Jefferson’s western expansion, but I didn’t catch it all. Whatever it is, it was definitely something I’ve never seen before. When we stopped for the night, Dad let Mom into their room, then led us to ours a few rooms away. “I noticed you’ve only been using one bed, so I got you a single. No use paying for a double you’re not going to use.” “Shit! Your dad knows we’ve been sleeping together,” Jordan said when we were alone. “So. We sleep together at each other’s house all the time, for years now.” “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m just paranoid.” We showered and got into bed. I rolled over with my back to Jordan. After a few minutes Jordan said, “Trent, you asleep?” “No.” “Uh… You want to trade again?” He half whispered. “I thought you were mad about last time.” “It wasn’t so bad. I just wasn’t expecting it.” “Ok. I’ll even do you first,” I said. That made him really happy. In no time at all, I had him moaning and calling out to God. He was thrusting up into my mouth and suddenly tensed up and shot off. When he had calmed down from his orgasm, he said, “Man you’re good at that. How come you’re so good at it?” “I guess because I like doing it,” I answered. “You like sucking dick?” “In my limited experience with it, I do. I like sucking your dick.” I wasn’t about to tell him about sucking Jeff. Or about the toothless blow job I got. Jordan took me in his mouth and I was thinking about the toothless blow job. Man, overalls could work a dick. When I got close, I decided to warn Jordan. He kept sucking and didn’t pull away, taking my load in his throat. That’s why we’re best friends. He could have pulled off, but he took it like a champ. While driving the next day, Dad wanted to go through Oklahoma City where the bombing was. Mom didn’t want to. “It’s too sad that all those innocent people died there.” Dad reminded her that she insisted on going to Ground Zero in New York. “But that’s different,” she said. All three of the males in that car were shaking their heads, trying to figure out the female logic in that. We stopped at a huge truck stop. I mean HUGE. There was a gas station and coffee shop (not Denny’s), a gift shop, and a motel, and about fifty big rig trucks there. They even had a special truck washing station. Like a carwash, only for big rigs. We ordered for Dad in the coffee shop, while he went to get rooms at the motel. When we finished eating I wasn’t tired and said I wanted to look around the gift shop. Dad gave me a key card to room 104 and said not to get lost. Jordan wimped out and went with them. The gift shop was a bore, so I went to look at the trucks. One caught my eye. It was flame red, with tall chrome pipes on each side, naked woman mud flaps, everything looked new. I was circling around the truck looking at it, when someone said, “Looking for something kid?” I about jumped out of my skin. I hadn’t heard him walk up. He was tall, like half a foot taller than my dad, and younger than him too. “You about scared the shit out of me.” I said as I waited for my heart to calm. “No. I was just looking at this truck. It sure is pretty. Looks new too.” “It is. I just picked it up this week.” “It’s your truck?” “Yep.” “Can I see inside?” He eyed me for a moment. I guess he decided I didn’t pose a threat. “Sure. Jump in,” he said unlocking the door. The cab is so tall I had trouble getting in. He placed his big hand on my butt and pushed me up. I was suddenly in what looked like the cockpit of an airliner jet. Gages and switches were all over. “What’s your name kid?” “Trent. What’s yours?” “Most people call me Long John.” “What’s back there?” I asked pointing to the back of the cab. “That’s the sleeping compartment. All the comforts of home.” “Can I see it?” “Like I said, it’s new, I don’t even go back there with clothes on. I want to keep it nice.” “Wouldn’t someone see you get naked in here?” “Nope.” He pushed a button, and shades covered all the windows. “This place is completely private. “Neat.” “Still want to see back there?” he asked. “Yeah.” Long John started unbuttoning his shirt. When he took it off, he smiled as I drew my tee shirt over my head. Our pants and shoes were gone a second later, and I discovered why they call him Long John. His cock was probably twice as big as mine. I instantly wanted to wrap my lips around it. “Damn! You have a big dick.” “It’s not as scary as it looks,” he laughed. “Yours is nice too.” We got into the sleeper, and I didn’t even look around. My eyes were on that cock. “Can I touch it?” “Knock yourself out.” I was on it in nothing flat. It got harder and bigger and I took it into my mouth. I could only manage the big head and maybe a couple of inches. After only a minute, he pulled me off, and went down on my dick. He must have put something on his fingers while I was sucking him, because next thing I know, he’s pushing a finger up my butt. He worked it in slowly, and I raised my knee to give him more room. “You like that?” Mm hmm.” “Ever had anything in there?” “Just your finger,” I groaned. He slid it in and out a few more times then asked, “Want to try two?” “Yeah.” I felt my hole stretch as he pushed in two fingers. I actually liked having something in there. I didn’t think I would. And as he pushed in deep he hit something that drove me nuts. “Ahh, shit that’s good,” I moaned a he pumped his fingers in and out of my butt. I thrust up into his mouth and unloaded. “Ready to try something bigger?” he asked. I looked at his huge cock. I really wanted to say yes. “I would like to, but that thing’s pretty big. I should start with something smaller. Can I suck it for you?” He lay back, allowing me full access to his genitals. Jeff had a really nice dick, but this thing was a monster. Had a set of balls to match too. I wanted as much of this thing as I could get. I went as far down as I could, taking it into my throat until I choked, but I kept trying. “You’re pretty good at that. Been sucking long?” “Just a few days. I really like it though.” “I can tell. You do it with passion. In a week you’ll be an expert.” I smiled at the compliment. I guess it’s a compliment when someone tells you you’re a good cocksucker. Well I think it is, when your sucking their cock at the time. Long John could be called Large Load too. When I got serious about sucking him, he rewarded me with a huge load of great tasting cum. As I continued nursing on him, he said, “I gotta tell you kid. I’ve had hundreds of blow jobs, but that was the best. And that butt of yours is to die for. When you decide to open it up, I’d love another crack at it.” “Thnks, Long John.” “I’m serious kid. You were built for sex, plain and simple. I can tell you have a craving for it too. You’re a natural born slut. That ain’t a bad thing, but you ought to be careful who’s truck you climb into. Somebody else might just take you and keep you.” “Thanks. I’ll be more careful, but I’m glad I got in your truck,” I smiled. As I walked across to the motel, I could still feel his fingers in my ass. Like an itch that needed to be scratched. The room was dark when I entered so I got undressed and into bed. Jordan was asleep and so was his dick, but that didn’t pose much of a problem. Him and his dick were awake pretty fast. “Jesus, Trent. You’re getting good at that.” “Do you want me to stop?” “No.” “Then I want you to do something for me too.” “Sure, I’ll trade blow jobs.” “I don’t want a blow job. I want you to fuck me.” “What? You don’t have a…wait, you mean fuck your butt?” “Unless you can think of another way, Einstein.” “I don’t know, Trent. That seems pretty gay.” “Ok, no problem. Good night.” I turned my back to him and lay down. “Uh…Trent?” I didn’t respond. “Aw come on Trent. You’re not gonna leave me like this, are you?” “I offered you a place to put it. You turned it down.” “But isn’t that kinda gross? I mean…” “Hey, it might be the only virgin hole you’ll ever get.” Jordan was quiet for a minute, then he rolled toward me. I felt his dick rubbing in my butt crack “Can we do it like this?” he whispered. “No. In, or not at all,” I said moving away from him, but bending over a bit to present the target. He moved toward me again, and I felt his dick head at my pucker. Neither of us spoke as he pressed forward, and I pushed back. We both let out a satisfied moan as he slipped passed my muscle. He sank further into me, and I realized Long John was right. My butt was made for fucking. Jordan confirmed it when he said, “It feels like your ass is milking my dick.” The trouble with young boys getting their first piece of ass is they don’t last long enough. After only a minute, Jordan asked, “Can I cum in your butt?” “You better if you ever want it again.” Jordan grabbed my hips and shoved in hard. I could feel his dick pulsing in my chute. It was like a narcotic to me. I fell asleep instantly. I woke up later when Jordan was putting his dick in me again. This time I pulled his arm around me and made him jerk me off while he fucked me. It helped him to last longer, and I got off too. In the morning, Jordan wanted to go again. Talk about wearing out a new toy. I think he was hooked on fucking. Dad almost caught us, too. We made our way to Dallas, and stopped at the Kennedy Memorial. Dad said he had read the entire Warren Commission Report, like seven hundred pages, and said it was bull shit. There is no way in hell that Oswald shot Kennedy. He said L,B.J, probably knew who did it, but helped cover it up. It is a well known fact that he stole the election to be governor in the first place. Or was it senator? Well whatever, Dad seemed quite sure of it. Mom wanted to go to Houston next. Dad said there was nothing of historic value in Houston. San Antonio was better, and doing both would add an extra four hundred miles to the trip. Thankfully Dad won that time. We stopped at a motel outside Waco. Yes there was a Denny’s next door. But even better, was the park on the other side. Playground, baseball diamond, and basketball court. Jordan got involved playing basketball, I sat and watched. Another kid was watching too. Good looking, maybe fourteen or fifteen. I initiated a conversation and found he was from Wisconsin. Down visiting his aunt and uncle. I put my foot up on the bleacher, so he could get a peek and my goodies. It worked. He kept taking peeks trying not to get caught. He had to adjust his crotch a couple of times, because of the growing bulge there. He said he had some cold Cokes at his Aunt’s house, if I wanted one. As we walked there I came right out and said, “Look, I noticed you’re as horny as me. I’m dying to get fucked. Interested?” His face lit up. “For real? Like butt fucked?” “Yeah.” We practically ran the rest of the way. He went to the bathroom and grabbed a jar of Vasoline. I was waiting face down on his bed when he returned. He stopped beside the bed and stared. “God, I’ve dreamed of a butt like that.” He was naked a second later. I didn’t get a good look at his dick, but when he pushed it inside me, I knew he was noticeably bigger than Jordan. He lay his head on my back, and his arms went under and grabbed my shoulders as he started plowing me. He started slow resting his weight on me, moving his hips up and down. He kept saying “Oh Jesus.” as he picked up speed. I raised my butt up to give him better access, and he sunk in another inch. I felt his balls hitting mine, and imagined what that looked like up close. He gripped my shoulders tight, and plunged in deep and stopped. I knew he was cumming in me, and I loved it. He rested on my back for a minute, then started stroking again. He stopped suddenly and raised up off me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me up on my knees. “I want to see my dick going inside this incredible ass.” He pushed back inside me and said, “Oh Jesus,” again. Then he reached under and jerked my dick as he fucked me. I shot my load in his hand and he licked it off, as he shot another load in my ass. Later at the motel, Jordan asked, “Who was that kid I saw you walking with?” “Just a guy. We went to his aunt’s house and had a coke.” I have to admit, I liked having a bigger dick in me. Jordan is my best friend though, so I like letting him fuck me. But purely from a sexual standpoint, I want a big dick. In less than a week, I’ve gone from poking at my friend’s hard on, to knowing I like a big dick. Maybe there’s something to this vacation inhibition thing. Or maybe, I’m just turning into some kind of slut. Whatever it is, I’m having a good time with it. We arrived in San Antonio, and checked into a motel, next to Denny’s of course. It was too late to start sightseeing, so we ate dinner then went to our rooms. We heard Mom and Dad fucking again, so I let Jordan fuck me on the floor. I didn’t want them to hear us, the way we could hear them. The next day we went to the Alamo. Man, what a place. You can almost hear the battle that occurred there. Then we went to the Riverwalk, and then toured some missions. It was a lot more interesting than the two headed snake. Maybe not as interesting as a toothless blow job though. We spent bahçeşehir escort another night there before heading west in the morning. It was already dark, and we were still in Texas when we stopped for the night. Another motel, no Denny’s this time. Jordan and I went swimming again, while Mom and Dad went to dinner. They were going to bring us back something to eat. There was no one at the pool, so I got Jordan to fuck me in the water. Actually, I guess he fucked me in the ass, but we were in water, I mean. My parents weren’t back yet, so I decided to get a drink from the vending machines in the office. The night clerk saw me come in, and called me over to the desk. “I saw you and your friend in the pool.” He read my expression and continued. “There are security cameras everywhere these days. I watched it all. I wonder what your mother would think if I showed her the video.” I quickly figured out where this was headed. I gave him the once over. Tall, a little on the thin side, maybe early twenties, probably working his way through college. “Oh please. You can’t tell my mom.” I pleaded. “Why don’t we step back in the office and discuss this?” I smiled. Yep, headed just as I hoped. In the office, he didn’t hesitate to whip out a nice seven and a half incher. And for such a skinny guy, he was pretty thick. I didn’t hesitate to drop my swim shorts and bend over in front of him. Jordan’s earlier efforts had opened me up some, and his cum provided just the right amount of lube. Desk guy’s cock slid in easily, and he went to work right away. He was much bigger than Jordan, and more experienced too. He fucked me long enough to make me cum, before dropping a load in me. As we pulled our clothes up, he said, “I get off at midnight.” I snuck out at 11:45, and sucked another load out of him. I was just getting used to having a lot of different cocks, and loving it, when I hit a dry spell. We went to Roswell New Mexico. Interesting place what with the UFO and all. But not really much to see. Then we went to the Grand Canyon. That’s one big fucking hole. Then to Joshua Tree Forest. I have no idea why they call that a forest, they’re not even much of a tree. It’s a fucking desert. Oh well, to each his own. Then the petrified forest, another fucking dessert. My point is, I crossed all that area, and didn’t manage to find one cock. Well, except Jordan’s of course. Then, outside L.A., we stopped for one last time before dropping Mom off. Jordan wanted to rest, Dad wanted to fuck Mom, but didn’t actually say that. I told Jordan I was going for a walk, and would be back before dinner. I walked out to the highway and looked for something within walking distance that might be interesting. I was going to cross the highway, and looked down the side street to be sure no cars were coming. That’s when I saw a familiar sight. I beat on the window of the shiny, new, red, big rig. The blinds were closed, but I saw them rustle a bit, then the door opened. “Trent! What are you doing here?” Long John asked. I could tell he was just about to get into the sleeper. “Just passing through. What about you?” “Picked up a load in L.A. headed for El Paso. Thought I’d catch some shut eye first.” “I wouldn’t want to keep you from your sleep.” I grinned. “No worries. Stay awhile, but you know the rules.” I got undressed and climbed into the sleeper, followed by a naked Long John. He was on my dick in a second, and a second later, his greased finger found my hole. Without asking, he added another finger, then a third. He pulled off my dick and said, “Someone’s been in here.” “Mmm hmm, and I think I’m ready for something bigger.” His smile lit the entire sleeper. Let me say here that I had thought I liked bigger dicks. But I went from Jordan’s pea shooter, to an I.C.B.M. It hurt. It hurt real good. Once that fat knob passed my ring, he slid in a few inches easily. Soon he was plowing virgin territory. He took the first eight inches from behind me. I was going wild. His arms held me tightly around my chest, and his cock claimed my ass. “I knew it, Trent. You were made for fucking. This is the best ass I’ve ever been in. The best hole of any kind I’ve ever been in,” he said. Long John flipped me onto my back, and claimed two more inches. I screamed and shot a load. “Should I stop?” he asked. “Absolutely not! Keep fucking me till I’m dead.” He took me at my word too. I think he was trying to kill me with his cock. I wouldn’t have cared though. I felt his cock swell even bigger and then I actually felt his cum shooting inside me. His cock throbbed with each blast, and my ass devoured it like a last meal. Over the course of this trip, I had thought I might be gay (Duh). I knew in that instant, even if I father a dozen kids from five different wives, I’m definitely going to get fucked as much as possible along the way. I’ll probably suck a few thousand cocks too. Long John fucked me again after we rested. This time, doggie style. He fucked two more loads out of me before he filled me again. He wanted to see his cock going in and out of my `gorgeous butt’. I’m gonna have to inspect my butt more closely. Everybody seems to think it’s beautiful. “I don’t suppose I could talk you into following us back to Maine, could I?” I asked as I got dressed. “You live in Maine? My parents have a farm in Vermont. I stay there when I’m not on the road. I would love to get with you again.” He gave me his number before I left. I definitely plan to call him. We went to Disneyland the next day. That was fun, I must say. We spent the night at one of the hotels in the park. We were exhausted, and went straight to bed. We got up early and went to Santa Monica and Long beach, I wouldn’t want to live in L.A., but it is a lot of fun and lots to see and do. We dropped Mom off before heading north. I hadn’t been fucked or sucked anyone in almost two days, not even Jordan. I didn’t miss it the first day, or most of the second. Long John took pretty good care of me, enough to last awhile. But as we headed out, I was starting to get that itch. I wondered where we would stop, and if I could find a willing partner. If not, I would settle for Jordan tickling my colon a bit I guess. Then I got a surprise. Dad checked us in and led us to our room. OUR meaning all three of us. Shit! How am I supposed to get laid with Dad in the room? “You boys have only been using one bed, so no reason to pay for two rooms. Jordan can have that one, you can bunk with me,” Dad said. We all showered. I put on underwear for the first time since we left Maine, and came out with my towel around me. Jordan did the same. While Dad showered, I gave Jordan a quick blow job. At least I would get a small injection of cum, but my ass would have to remain hungry for the time being. Dad came out in his boxers. “Let’s hit the hay boys, we have an early start in the morning.” I lay in that bed with my dad, my ass begging for attention. Jordan got his rocks off with the blow job I gave him, but I didn’t get my jollies. I lay there remembering how Long John’s big cock felt in my ass. His body on top of me, thrusting in and out. Maybe I could get Jordan to blow me when we stop for gas. I could go to the bathroom and stroke one out. I turned to look at Dad to see if he was sleeping. It seemed like it. The blanket was down to his waist, and I noticed a smattering of chest hair that continued to a treasure trail leading below the blanket. I like the way the hair on men lead to their `treasure’. I realized Dad’s in pretty good shape, I mean, for a dad. Kinda handsome too. I wondered what treasure he was hiding. I gently lifted the blanket, then looked at his face. No reaction. I couldn’t see much, the room was kinda dark, and it was darker below the blanket. So I reached down to feel around a bit. At first I thought I had hit his hip bone, so I adjusted my hand, and realized, Dad was hard. Hard and really thick! He didn’t move, so I explored further. Jesus! Dad is hung, with a capital H. I felt along it’s length. Damn! It’s almost as long as Long John’s, and even thicker. No wonder Mom was screaming on it. I had to get a closer look. I glanced up at Dad, no reaction. Lifting the waistband away from his body, I bent to look closer. The fat knob was pointed right at me, the slit looking me in the eye. I saw something glistening on the slit. Precum! Dad must be having a hell of a dream. The droplet lingered right on the edge, threatening to drop off uselessly. I couldn’t have it going to waste. My tongue snaked out and licked it off. It tasted like manna from heaven. I gripped his cock and tried to draw more from him. My tongue swiped over the tip expectantly. “I wondered how long it would take you to do that.” I froze at the sound of Dad’s voice. “Go ahead. I know you want to.” I hesitated for only a second, before swooping down on it. I could barely fit it into my mouth. I bobbed up and down on the first few inches, loving how it felt in my mouth. “Is that what you need son?” he asked. I shook my head no, but didn’t pull off his cock. “No?” His hand slid down to my butt. He rubbed his finger up and down my underwear covered butt crack. “Here?” he asked. I nodded. He reached down, pushing me off his cock, and removed his boxers. His hand slid under his pillow, retrieving a tube of lube. “Turn around,” he commanded. I whipped my undies off, and turned my back to him. His hand slid under my head to my mouth and covered it. He placed his knob at my pucker, then grasped my belly, just above my hard as nails dick. “Ready?” I nodded. He pushed his hips forward, and pulled back on my belly at the same time. That fat knob penetrated me with some difficulty, and a little pain. I screamed into his palm, and he kissed the back of my neck. “Relax, it’ll get better,” he whispered in my ear. I knew it was true, I just hadn’t expected the initial pain. Man is his cock thick. He began stroking, gaining depth with each thrust. “This isn’t your first time, is it?” I shook my head no. “Jordan?” I nodded. “Anyone else?” I nodded again. “Mmm. Are you a slut?” he asked as he pushed in a couple more inches. I groaned and nodded again. “Mmm. I love sluts. Your mom was a slut back in high school. You get that from her.” He grasped my dick. “You’re going to be pretty big, You get that from me. There’s nothing better than a big cocked slut. You’re going to be very popular. Your ass is to die for too.” I felt his balls against mine. He was all the way in, and I pushed back at him. “Such a good little slut. I’m gonna fuck you every day until your mom comes home. Would you like that?” I moaned and nodded. He kissed my neck again, then started getting serious about fucking me. GOD, he fucked good. He rolled us over onto my belly, with my face in the pillow. He pounded me hard. My cum just kept pouring out of me as he took his pleasure in my ass. Now I know how Mom felt, and why she sounded like she did when he fucked her. I was moaning loud and the bed was making a racket, so I looked over at the other bed. Jordan was watching us. Dad noticed too. “Come here Jordan. Give him your dick.” Jordan moved to our bed, and sat on the pillow next to my head. “Suck his dick, slut.” I didn’t wait to be told again, and swallowed his dick. “Mmm. Just like your mother.” Dad took a few long hard strokes and said, “Fill his throat as I fill his ass.” They both unloaded in me. I was in heaven. Jordan was asleep in his bed, and I lay with my head on Dad’s chest, toying with his cock. “So, Mom was a slut in high school?” “Yep. Still is.” “What?” “You don’t actually believe we play canasta every other Thursday night, do you?” This was a shock. My mom is a slut. What was she going to do without a cock for the whole summer. Dad must have read my mind. “She knows I understand sluts. She can play while she’s here.” “What do you mean, understand sluts?” “Sluts have a craving for cock. They can’t help it. It’s a thirst they have to quench. Once a slut starts getting cock, they need more. Anyway they can get it. Sound familiar?” I nodded. He was right. I had that craving. I just didn’t know it. “There are several kinds of sluts too. You are in the top echelon of sluts, luckily. Not only do you have the craving, you have a certain quality that attracts cocks. You will get all the cock you need. Even straight guys will risk their marriages to be with you. Now that your desire has awakened, you will notice men and boys looking at you funny. You walk into a room and heads will turn. And your body is made for sex. Not only will you attract cock, you will be the best lay they ever have. Your mouth and ass are like a heavenly milking machine.” “You don’t mind that Mom might fuck somebody else?” “Might? Oh, she definitely will. No I don’t mind. In fact I love it. I love sluts. I enjoy knowing that the most sexual people on the planet are getting what they need. Your mother and I came to terms with it a long time ago. Now, I have two sluts to please and watch.” I leaned down to take his cock into my mouth. I realized I hadn’t given it a second thought. I just swallowed my dad’s cock. A couple of weeks ago, if someone said I would do that, I’d thought they were crazy. “Oh Jesus. Just like your mother,” Dad moaned. I pulled off of him, much to his dislike, and asked, “If you let Mom have other cocks, does that mean I can have others too?” “Absolutely. If you let me participate some too.” “What about when Mom comes back? What will I do then?” “We talked about it.” “What? Mom knows I’m a slut?” “Yes. I told her I thought your inner slut was awakening. Her’s did when she was twelve. Been fucking ever since. We just need to set some ground rules, and everything will be alright. We know a few guys that will be helpful too.” “You mean… you’re okay with me having sex all the time?” “Son, if you were diabetic, we would make sure you had your insulin shots. This is no different. You need cock. We understand.” “I think I need another shot right now.” Dad smiled at me and pulled me on top of him. “Time for you to learn to ride like a good little slut.” True to his word, Dad fucked me all the way back home. Jordan came to understand my need too, and took full advantage of it. I managed to pick up a few cocks along the way. Mostly teen cock. None of them satisfy me like Dad and Long John. Speaking of Long John, I called him when we got home. He came by a few days later. He and Dad had a long talk in private. Then Dad agreed to let me ride with Long John for a week. Man, what a week that was. When we got back, Long John stayed with us for two more nights. He and Dad fucked me senseless those nights. I spent another week with him just before school started. On our return, he stayed one night in Mom and Dad’s room, and one in mine. I think my mom likes him as much as I do. The End � Cutter09 Please send comments: Cutter09 would love to hear what you think of the story! 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