Coal Miner Cock Fest

I was born the oldest son of a West Virginia coal miner. I know, it sounds like a country song and it almost was, because as I grew up, I realized I was gay, so coalminer's daughter always made me laugh a bit. From as far back as I could remember, Dad used to come out to the car and get me when he got off work, and take me into the bathhouse with him to shower, wash all the coal dust off him and get dressed. The bathhouse was a wooden framed building with tin walls and roof. It was dimly lit with those big round florescent lights and metal protective cages over them. It had a distinctive damp cool earthy smell and all the miners hung their dirty clothes on a hook at the end of a chain and hoisted them up to the ceiling, I guess to store them out of the way. That part was kinda creepy to a little kid and I never liked waiting out there while Dad showered, so i would go into the shower room and wait patiently out of the way. 

The shower room was a long narrow room with benches along the walls and metal pipes along the center of the room that spewed hot water out of the end of a flattened pipe when the spigot was turned on, causing hissing sputtering sounds. It was also full of big hot burly, naked, hairy, muscled mountain men. I guess that's the reason I drool over men like that to this day. Of course, as a child I paid no mind to it, but as I got older, I definately paid attention. 

I was about 14 or 15 when I started to beat off thinking about, and watching, all those manly men soaping up their hot, hairy bodies and watching the rivers of black water and soap suds run down their skin and across the floor disappearing down the drains. I used to wait until the new crew went down into the mine and the crew that just finished, walked into the shower room, then I would wait just outside the opening to the shower room, outside of the line of site and beat off quickly before anyone saw. It was such a turn on knowing I could get caught at any moment. 

After the miners showered, they would all walk past me, dicks swinging, leaving the shower room towards their changing areas to grab towels and begin drying off. I found out if I took a seat out in this area, I would be eye level to all the swinging dicks while they popped asses with wet towels   and your run of the mill naked horse play and wrestling that men do.

One day, I was waiting on Dad to come out of the mine with the other miners like I always do at quitting time. The anticipation was building because I was horny and ready to see some dick and ass. After a few moments  the big metal doors raised up and all the miners strolled out heading to the bathhouse. I looked through the crew of faceless black figures to find Dad's shape and walk, that I had grown to recognize over the years, then headed towards the bathhouse myself to meet him. As we got to Dad's changing area, he said he had left his dinner bucket down in the mine and had to go back for it. He said it might take him an hour or so and told me to go tell Mom. I went and told her, but hurried right back to the bathhouse where most of the men were already naked and walking to the shower room. I waited for all the men to go inside, then I made my way to my spot, out of view from the showers and began stroking my cock. I was young, but had fucked around with my cousins and a friend or two, but never with a man. 

I was lost in my fantasy, squeezing my balls and teasing my ass hole with my finger tips while beating my meat with the other hand, when suddenly, I heard a booming voice and felt big strong hands grab me. He told me he was gonna give me something to beat off about and proceded to push me down onto my knees and slapped my face with his heavy cut cock. "Suck this cock you little faggot!" He yelled. I didnt hesitate! 

As I was slurping up and down in his veiney sausage, I could see the other miners gathering around, watching and stroking their cocks. I hear one miner call out "I'm next!" I got up and sat on one of the benches and began swallowing wieners like a fat kid in a hot dog eating contest. I never realized so many of Dad's crew were so down and dirty. Even though I was willing and it had been a fantasy, I was still only 14 going on 15 and wasnt entirely aware of what I had gotten myself into. 

Dads crew was 20 men including him. I'd say only about 4 or 5 out of twenty left the shower room. The rest stayed and was feeding me their man meat. After about 4 loads, my jaws were getting tired and sore and I couldnt suck very hard. I was ready for a break or to just stop completely because Dad should be back anytime, but  these guys weren't going to let that happen. They took turns holding me and face fucked my aching mouth and throat. I kinda liked it but was still a little scared when I heard my Dad yell " What the fuck!" I'm in trouble now, I thought. What was Dad gonna think of me? "What the hell are yall doing to my boy?" Dad fumed. The miner who started it  said he caught me beating off to them in the shower and decided to teach me a lesson. They continued to say I was a good little cock sucking faggot and began fucking my face again as Dad stood their in shock and disbelief. I was mortified but unable to do anything about the situation. I was at their mercy, and Dad just continued to watch as they took turns entering my mouth and throat. 

One of the men looked over at Dad and asked "Ya want some of this hot boy mouth?" To my shock, Dad began to undress. He dropped his overalls and removed his dirty sweaty jockstrap revealing a big heavy throbbing cock. It was amazing to see it hard. I was so turned on by it. Dad stepped forward and stood there inches away from my face. My heart was pounding like a jackhammer wondering if Dad was gonna feed me his sweaty, coal miner's dick. The man who was sliding his dick slowly in and out of my mouth, looked at Dad and said "Well? What's it gonna be Daddy?" You wanna fuck your boy's mouth?" "Hell yes!" Was all I heard as one cock slipped from my lips and my Dad's cock replaced it. "Oh fuck yeah Son! Suck your Daddy,s dick!" 

I was taking the full length of his 9 incher down my throat and through the gagging and tears, I could hear the other miners cheering him on. Screaming, yelling, and whistling at the site of their buddy fucking his own 14 year old Sons mouth. Dad suddenly stopped and I heard him say "this ain't punishment enough. I want to really teach this faggot a lesson!" Those words really hurt and I had never seen Dad behave this way. The rest of the miners grabbed me and took off my clothes and held me up in the air with my butt cheeks spread open while Dad put his tongue in my tight pink hole. I jerked and bucked like mad buy it felt so fucking good.

They all took turns eating my ass, chewing and spitting in my hole, when Dad said "Hold him. It should be wet enough." and as they held me and took turns sucking the boy milk out of my dick, Dad entered my ass balls deep in one smooth stroke that nearly split me into. "Oh yeah fellas, yall are gonna love this faggot's tight little hole." Dad moaned. What started as pleasure had turned into a situation that was kinda painful and scary. There was no way I could stand 15  or 16 men taking turns drilling my ass. I pleaded with Dad and them to please stop and let me up but I dont think they even heard me. Dad  just started fucking me harder and harder and yelled "Come on boys. Lets tear this little hole up!" One by one, dick after dick, all shapes, sizes, and colors took turns sliding in and out of my ever loosening ass. 

I was at my breaking point and in a lot of pain, when one of the men put a small bottle under my nose and told me to take a big sniff. I did and my head pounded and I felt dizzy and hot and went limp all over. Two of the men picked me up and straddled me across my Dad sitting me down onto his cock. It felt strangely good all of a sudden. I began to grind my ass onto his pecker like there was no tomorrow. The man put the little bottle under my nose and I sniffed heavily with both nostrils. I went crazy mad begging for cock. Fuck me! I demanded! Harder!  I felt a hand push me forward as a second cock pushed it's way inside of my ass slipping and sliding against my Dad's cock already in there. I blasted a load of hot spunk all up into my Dad's face and chest as he rubbed it up into his mouth and on his lips. 

I collapsed onto my Dad's chest, my head pounding from sniffing poppers. I couldnt move or do anything as they all took turns double fucking my hole and shooting load after load all over me and inside me. They all got up and went to the showers while I lay there on the bathhouse floor, in a motionless heap of sweat, coalminer's cum and  coal dirt. I was undecided if it was entirely pleasurable, but it wasnt totally bad either. When we got in the car, I fell into a heap on the seats as Mom yelled about what took so long and wanted to know what was wrong with me. I dont know what Dad told her because I fell asleep, but when he woke me up to go into the house he whispered in my ear "I hope you enjoyed that, you little faggot because me and my boys are gonna make you our mine bitch from here on out." and they did too.