My debut as a clown was a roaring success. Pepe had created a bit for me that sent the audience into hysterics, which was a relief. Being a funny clown is one thing, but being an unfunny clown is a whole other thing. I thanked the little guy by letting him fuck me with his big fat cock after the show. I was really getting hooked on being fucked by him, which was a total surprise to me.
"Yeah, he's taught a lot of guys that big things can be attached to small packages," Grandpa laughed when I told him about my latest after-show antics. He really enjoyed knowing what I was getting into...and who was getting into me. It was fun sitting at his feet in their trailer and telling him all of the dirty details as he relaxed with his naked body on display for me as he casually jacked off. It was our own private after-show time.
"I could look at your uncut cock for hours, Grandpa," I said after finishing my latest tale about how my ass got its most recent load of cum inside it.
"Just look?" he laughed, waving his hard cock in my face.
"For starters anyway," I smiled back as he slid his fist up and down his thick shaft, with the foreskin mesmerizing me as it slid over the helmet and then was pulled down to reveal it again. Like a sexy game of hide and seek.
"I tried to convince them not to do you," Grandpa shrugged, "but your mother wasn't listening...as usual."
"But Dad's cut too," I observed, finally reaching out and wrapping my fingers around Grandpa's rigid shaft, which he gladly relinquished into my care.
"His mother didn't listen either," Grandpa laughed, before giving a slight moan of pleasure as I tightened my grip on his cock and focused my attention on the advancing and receding foreskin.
"I'm glad I can play with yours," I said, working his foreskin up over the helmet as I shifted onto my knees in front of him and quickly leaned in to catch the tip of his hood between my lips. I sighed, sucking on it eagerly before sliding the tip of my tongue inside.
"Me too," Grandpa moaned as my tongue discovered his hidden precum-slick helmet and eagerly wiggled around the slick, sweet surface. I wanted to savor more of his juices, so I slid his cock skin back down, leaving the head exposed to my tongue's full assault inside my mouth. "That's it, boy," he hissed, "suck your grandpa's uncut cock. It's all yours boy."
"Mmm," I moaned gratefully. There was no better present he could give me. Well, maybe one or two, but it was right up there in the top few.
"Come on, suck it, boy," he egged me on, grabbing my head and holding it in place as he thrust his hips up and drove his cock into my salivating mouth.
"Mmmph," I grunted enthusiastically.
"You like the taste of your grandpa's cock?" he growled.
"Mmmph," I confirmed, not willing to relinquish it in order to give him a better answer.
"You're becoming quite good at sucking it," Grandpa praised me as he steadily fucked my mouth with my lips tightly sealed around his shaft and sliding from the tip to the base and back again.
"Mmm," I sighed to show him how much I enjoyed it.
"Does it get you hard?" he asked with a smirk.
"MMMPH!" I confirmed.
"Good and hard? Are you hard, boy?" he growled, and I knew he was really getting excited.
"MMMPH!" I confirmed, feeling my hard cock straining inside my jeans to be allowed out to play.
"You ever played with an uncut cock before?" he suddenly asked with a hint of curiosity.
"Mmm-mmm," I replied with a slight shake of my head.
"Then I've got a surprise for you," he laughed, gently latching onto my hair to pull my head back and release his saliva-slick cock from my mouth.
"Hey, what are you doing?!" I objected, knowing I had been getting close to being fed Grandpa's latest load.
"Stand up, boy," he ordered. I obeyed him silently, and he stood up in front of me. "Get that fucker out," he growled, nodding at my tented crotch as he took his own hard cock in hand and stroked it to maintain its full stiffness and excitement.
"Whatever you say, Grandpa," I laughed, standing up, kicking off my shoes, and quickly stripping off my clothes to reveal my own hard cock bouncing in the air.
"Looks like you were telling the truth," Grandpa smiled as I joined him jerking off.
"I always do," I assured him. "What's the surprise?"
"Step closer," he ordered, pulling his long, loose foreskin back to reveal his helmet. I moved forward until the tips of our dicks were rubbing against each other, smearing out precum together. "You like that?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," I moaned.
"Then hold on to your hat," he chuckled as he grabbed my cock firmly in one hand, pressed our dick heads together, and then used his other hand to pull his own foreskin up over his helmet and forward over my helmet!
"Oh fuck," I hissed with awe as the head of my cock disappeared into his foreskin and his fist suddenly held both of our helmets in a tight grip.
"That's the idea, boy," he whispered. "Fuck me. My foreskin."
I quickly looked up at Grandpa's eager face and then back down at our joined dicks. "Shit," I muttered as I pushed gently through his fist and into his velvety foreskin tunnel. Not a long tunnel. But definitely a tight tunnel. And it already had an occupant. I pressed the head of my cock against the head of Grandpa's cock, pushing it back inside the tunnel.
"And out," he whispered, pushing his dick forward against mine, almost forcing my dick out of his tunnel and his grasp. Almost. Not quite. I quickly pushed forward again, and Grandpa chuckled. "That's it, boy."
He kept his tight grip on the foreskin that joined us as we fucked to and fro. Sliding inside the warm skin. His skin. Grandpa's skin. Grandpa's foreskin. To and fro. Back and forth. Faster and faster. The ridges of his fingers stimulating the sensitive head of my cock even more than usual!
"Now I really wish I had a foreskin," I panted eagerly, wondering how much better it would be if we were joined by two overlapping tunnels.
"It's a good thing I have extra," Grandpa grunted. "Not all uncut guys are so lucky."
"I'm the lucky one," I assured him as my dick felt better and better inside his tight foreskin tunnel.
"Hold still," he ordered.
"What?" I asked frantically.
Without a word, Grandpa began manipulating his fist in such a way that the slopes of our helmets began swirling around each other! Sliding around each other. Lubed by our mingled precum. Building friction.
"Oh fuck," I grunted when I couldn't take any more. And my hips took charge, thrusting my dick through his tight fist and pushing into that velvety tunnel. Again and again. Fucking Grandpa's foreskin. Shallow fucking. But amazing fucking. "Let me go," I suddenly begged when I knew I was about to cum.
"Not on your life, boy," Grandpa growled as he tightened his fist even more.
"OH FUCK!" I roared when my body couldn't take any more stimulation and my balls tightened up for release. "I'M CUMMING!" I yelled as I shallow-fucked his foreskin and my dick started filling the tight tunnel with shot after shot of cum that had nowhere to go. I could feel my cock swimming in my own cum!
"Yeah, that's it, Bobby," Grandpa growled as his own urgent thrusts took over. Fucking from his end of the tunnel. Driving his desperate head against my increasingly sensitive head. Churning up my trapped cum. "FUCK!" he suddenly bellowed, and I could feel his shots of cum firing directly onto my dick. Pulsing. Shooting. Flooding. Filling his foreskin with even more cum! "FUCK!" he roared again with his body trembling and pumping out the last of his jizz.
"Oh god, Grandpa, that was so amazing," I panted, looking down and seeing cum oozing out of his foreskin and onto my shaft.
"Even better with my grandson," he panted back as he continued gently thrusting his spent dick against my own cock inside his cum-filled tunnel.
"What a day," Dad declared as he entered their trailer. Then he saw us and started to laugh. "But the night looks fun."
"You gotta try this," I said gleefully without even thinking.
"I have...once or twice," Dad grinned as he dropped to his knees beside us.
"Clean us up, Son," Grandpa ordered, turning our hips in Dad's direction and releasing his grip on his foreskin tunnel.
"My pleasure," Dad replied as our cum-covered dicks separated. He grabbed one dick in each hand.
"Oh yeah," I moaned when he swallowed my cock first and hungrily sucked all of the cum off of it.
"Oh yeah," Grandpa moaned in return, giving me a wink, as his son slid back his foreskin and eagerly began licking and sucking his cock clean as well. Devouring our mingled jizz.
"Mmm," Dad finally sighed, sitting back on his heels when he was finished with his job. "It was a tasty beginning. Now, which of you do I get to fuck, since your balls are all empty?"
"ME!" I replied eagerly.
"Fine by me," Grandpa laughed. "I'm worn out. But I wouldn't mind watching."
"You know I like an appreciative audience," Dad smiled, standing up and grabbing my hand to lead me to the bedroom.
*****
The first thing Dad did when we got to the bedroom and he learned my ass had already been filled by Pepe that evening was to give my asshole a good going over with his tongue. Licking up the sweat. Search for any signs of cum. Working his tongue into my hole in search of the tangy proof that I'd already been fucked...and then he fucked me and added his own load of cum to Pepe's.
"FUCK YEAH, I'M BREEDING MY BOY, DAD!" he called out as he began pumping his jizz into me with his hard, throbbing, totally satisfied daddy dick.
"I can see that," Grandpa replied, fondling his cock with the hope of it recovering for more action.
"You like being filled by Daddy's cum?" Dad grunted as he thrust his hard dick into me again and again, creaming my guts a pent-up load that quickly oozed out around his cock as he continued his assault on my ass.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, "fuck me, Daddy, fuck me."
"You two in action are a sight for sore old eyes," Grandpa said as he watched his son fuck his grandson. "Yeah, that's it, Frank, keep fucking that load into Bobby's ass!"
"I'm doing my best," my dad grunted, not letting up. "I'm gonna fuck this boy until I go too soft to fuck him any more."
"Might as well, the rest of the circus employees do," Grandpa replied.
"Not ALL of them," I objected with a laugh. "Oh god, Dad, you feel so good."
"Thanks, Son, you do too," he grunted, still not ready to stop.
"Who hasn't fucked you, Bobby?" Grandpa laughed.
"Joe, for one," I grunted.
"What's he waiting for?" Grandpa asked.
"He's too big," I objected.
"Nonsense," Grandpa replied, "you just have to work up to him. Your Dad's no small fry, but you definitely have to get ready if you want Joe to fuck you."
"Thanks, Dad," my dad laughed, and it seemed to drain the last of his long-haul-fuck determination out of him. He collapsed onto my body. "Thanks, Son," he panted as his cock continued to shrink in my ass.
"Anytime, Dad," I replied, flexing my butt muscles on his shaft.
"Oh fuck," he grunted as his body surrendered to an uncontrollable final shudder of release and relief.
"Now that your dad has started, we might as well get you on the path to taking Joe's horse cock," Grandpa declared, and I turned my head to see him opening a dresser drawer. "These are what your dad and I use whenever we need to get ready." And with that, he pulled half a dozen dildos out of the dresser and tossed them on the bed with Dad and me. The dildos all looked like real cocks, but each was longer and thicker than the last.
"Really?" I asked with surprised.
"If it's what you want, we want to help," Dad assured me.
"Fuck no!" I yelled as Grandpa pulled the last HUGE dildo out of the drawer and walked toward the bed with it.
"If you can take this one," he assured me, "you'll have no problem with Joe's big cock."
"If I take that one, I'll never be able to walk right again," I laughed.
"The trick is just to enjoy the ride and not think about what you're riding," Grandpa assured me, dropping the monster dildo on the bed before opening the bedside stand and pulling out a sleep mask. "Put this on," he ordered.
"Really?" I asked with obvious distain.
"Do it, boy!" he growled.
"Yes, sir," I replied quickly, snatching the mask from him, stretching the elastic band over the back of my head, and pulling the mask down over my eyes.
"Move aside, Son," Grandpa ordered my dad.
"Ungh," I moaned with disappointment as Dad pulled his softening dick out of my ass and rolled off of my back.
"Let's get him ready," Grandpa ordered, and the two of them lifted me into a kneeling position and then shoved my chest down to the mattress, leaving my ass up and available for whatever they wanted to do to it.
"Does he need more lube?" Dad asked.
"I think your cum will be good enough for this one," Grandpa assured him, and I felt the firm head of the first dildo pressed against my asshole. I just relaxed and let it in. "That's my grandson," he praised me as he easily slid the dildo into me, all the way to the fake balls. "You like that, Bobby?" he asked as he started slowly fucking me with the dildo.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, wiggling my ass on the invader. It was a little bigger than Dad's cock, but definitely not a problem for me to take. It didn't feel as warm and fleshy as the real thing, but I wasn't complaining. I liked being opened up and filled, with the real thing or a fake.
"Get the next one ready," Grandpa whispered as he continued fucking me with the first dildo. I assumed that Dad was going to lube them up and Grandpa was going to insert them...and fuck me until he thought I was ready for the next size.
"Keep 'em coming, Dad," I laughed before moaning at the pleasure the first dildo was delivering into my ass under the expert manipulation of my grandpa.
"You'll be ready for Joe in no time," Grandpa whispered as he worked the dildo rapidly in and out of my hole. Really pumping it into me. Eagerly. And I knew he wished he was fucking me with his own cock. I did too, actually, but I wanted more than anything to finally take Joe's cock. He was the real Big Top of the circus and I knew my adventure wouldn't be complete until I'd master the real Big Top!
"Oh, don't stop," I moaned when Grandpa finally pulled the first dildo all the way out.
"I'm not stopping. We're just stepping up a size," he clarified as I felt the second dildo working its way through my tight asshole.
"Oh yeah," I moaned as Grandpa fed it into me. "That feels good," I sighed as my ass judged the increased length and girth and found them both acceptable and enjoyable.
"That's the idea," Grandpa assured me. "Working you up to Joe. Keeping it all comfortable and pleasurable. Opening you up and stretching you out in stages," he instructed me casually as fucked me relentlessly with the second dildo. "We want you to enjoy Joe's cock as much as we do."
"Just as long as you continue to share it," Dad laughed.
"Oh, I will," I moaned, "I promise."
"That's a good boy," Grandpa replied as he deftly fucked me with the second dildo until he could tell I was ready for the third...and then the fourth...and then the fifth.
"Oh god yes," I moaned as Grandpa worked the fifth dildo into my asshole. Even longer. Even thicker. Even more pleasurable. When the whole process had started, I'd worried that I would cum before I got to the final dildo. I didn't have that worry anymore. I was so focused on my ass and what was happening to it and inside it that I didn't think about my cock at all. It was hard and oozing precum, but it was apparently enjoying the assplay as much as I was! "Fuck me, Grandpa," I moaned, pushing my ass back onto the latest invader.
"Fuck," Dad grunted when his phone started ringing.
"Ignore it," Grandpa ordered him.
"Better not," Dad grumbled, and I felt the bed shifting a bit as he got up to retrieve his phone from his jeans where he'd left them on the floor earlier in his haste to undress and fuck me. He answered the call with a bark: "What is it?"
"Where's that fucking son of yours?" Joe barked back through the speaker. "We have an emergency here and I can't find him anywhere."
"Just a second," Dad hissed quickly, and the next sound I heard was the bedroom door closing.
"Maybe we should stop," I suggested to Grandpa, but my heart...and definitely my ass...didn't agree.
"Not on your life, Bobby," Grandpa replied. "Your dad can handle it. You've got other things to handle," he added, continuing his dildo assault on my asshole. I'd never felt anything like it before. And the thought that I would be able to take Joe's cock up my ass one day soon made me feel even better.
"Fuck me, Grandpa," I moaned, forgetting all about the call.
"I wish I could," Grandpa laughed, "but using this big dildo on your tight ass is the next best thing to my hard cock being inside it."
"Are you hard, Grandpa?" I moaned.
"You better believe it, Bobby."
"Oh god, I wish you were inside me right now," I groaned, and I almost meant it. But I wanted to go larger, not smaller. Grandpa wasn't "small"! Not at all, but he wasn't as long and thick as what was inside me at that moment.
The bedroom door opened and the bed shifted as Dad rejoined us. "Ready for the next one?" he asked, quickly getting back into the situation.
"Everything under control?" Grandpa asked instead of answering the question.
"Yeah, yeah," Dad assured him. "I told Joe what to do."
"Then we'll keep going," Grandpa confirmed. "Are you ready for the next one, Bobby?"
"Oh fuck yeah," I moaned, knowing the next dildo was the last one before the "huge" finale.
"That's a good boy," Grandpa cooed as he pulled out the fifth dildo and quickly replaced it with the sixth one.
"Oh yeah," I groaned as it stretched me even wider and pushed deeper inside me. "I never thought I could do this," I moaned.
"I knew you could, Son," Dad assured me, and then I felt him kiss my shoulder to confirm his pride in my accomplishment.
"Thanks, Dad," I whispered back before moaning as Grandpa renewed his assault with latest ass-stretching dildo. "Oh god, Grandpa, you make me feel so good."
"Watching you take this big cock makes me feel good, Bobby," Grandpa assured me as he continued to drive pleasure into my ass with the fake cock.
"Me too," Dad agreed softly and eagerly. "So proud of you, Son."
"Thanks, Dad," I groaned as Grandpa continued working his magic. Sliding that long, fat dildo in and out of my ass. My hole stretching wider than it had ever been stretched before. Taking more into it than it had ever taken before. And loving every painful, blissful instant of it. On and on and on. In and in and in. And finally I knew I was ready for the biggest ass-stretching dildo.
"Oh god, give me the last one, Grandpa," I groaned desperately. Begging for more. Needing more.
"Oh shit," Dad muttered, and I heard the last dildo fall to the floor.
"Butter-fingers," Grandpa laughed, still working my butt with the sixth dildo until the other one was ready.
"Lube-fingers anyway," Dad replied as the bed shifted and he retrieved the dildo. "Just let me make sure it's lubed good enough," he added, and I could hear the squirt and squishing sounds of him applying and stroking the lube along the massive shaft.
"That looks good to me," Grandpa finally said with a breathless air of eager excitement.
"Okay," Dad replied sharply. "I just wanted to make sure it was all ready for him. We want the last to be as good as the first."
"I'm sure it will be," Grandpa said as the bed shifted again. "I'll even let you do the honors."
"Oh god," I groaned as Grandpa pulled the sixth dildo out of my ass, leaving it stretched and wide open and begging to be filled again. "Quick, quick, put it in me, Dad!" And then I felt the head pressed against my pucker. "Yes, yes, yes," I begged as it pushed forward and I pushed back, desperate to be filled with the biggest cock I'd ever had inside me. "YES!" I yelled when the fattest head of all popped inside me, stretching me to the max. "YES! DON'T STOP!" I begged as the longest, thickest shaft pushed deeper and deeper into me. "OH GOD!" I suddenly moaned, thinking for an instant that I had made a mistake, that it was too much. Too big. Too thick. Too long. But it felt too good. It felt too right. It felt too...warm...and real. "Oh god," I moaned with absolute abandon.
"You like my cock?" Joe asked casually.
I whipped off the sleep masked and looked over my shoulder to confirm that it really was Joe behind me, with his horse cock buried in my ass. I smiled broadly at him and said, "Oh yeah, I definitely like it." I paused, just enjoying the sensation of having his dick inside me at last, then I asked, "What about the emergency?"
"It was nothing compared to this emergency," he assured me with a wink. "My cock was at its absolute limit for your cock-teasing ways."
I smiled back. "Then fuck me, Joe."
"Fuck him, Joe," Dad said, stretching out beside me on the bed to watch his boy get fucked.
"Yeah, fuck him, Joe," Grandpa chuckled, stretching out on my other side to watch his grandson get fucked.
"Can't ignore the bosses' orders. I guess I'm just gonna have to fuck you, Bobby," Joe laughed as he began slowly withdrawing his horse cock and then delivering back into my abused but happy asshole. Again and again. Slow. Steady. Enjoying the ride as much as I was enjoying being ridden. Pleasure and pain washed through my body in alternating waves, but even the pain was pleasure. I wanted more and more.
"Don't stop," I moaned. "Don't stop."
"There's only one way I'm stopping," Joe growled, "and that's when the job is done."
"Reliable as always," Dad laughed.
"How are you doing, Bobby?" Grandpa whispered.
"Oh fuck, Grandpa," I grunted when he reached under me to grab my cock and stroke it with his firm grip. "No," I begged, but he wasn't stopping and suddenly my attention was focused on my cock again for the first time since Grandpa worked the first dildo into me.
"You've been a good boy," Grandpa whispered, "and you deserve a little in return."
"But I'll cum," I whined.
Dad quickly shifted around to dive his head under my crotch. "Don't worry, Son, I'm ready when you are," he assured me as Grandpa stroked my cock above Dad's mouth, which I had no doubt was open and waiting.
"Cum whenever you want, Bobby," Joe grunted. "Won't bother me."
"Oh fuck," I grunted, not sure if I could still take Joe's cock after I'd cum. "Fuck me, Joe. Fuck me fast. Breed me. Please, please, please," I begged.
"As long as you promise we can do this again," he replied.
"Oh god yes! Every day! Every night!" I was losing all control. With Grandpa working my cock with his tight, masterful grip and and Joe working my ass with his long, thick horse cock, I couldn't take any more.
"Right, boys, all together," Joe growled as he really started to fuck me. Not with long sweeping thrusts but with rapid flexing of his hips. Shifting his cock only inches back and forth inside me, but stimulating every single inch of my tunnel along that long, urgently shifting shaft.
"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned, whipping my head forward and back, side to side. "Fuck me!"
Grandpa's rough hand was pumping my straining cock as fast as Joe was flexing his throbbing, pulsing cock inside my ass. Both of them going faster and faster. My body was totally out of control. In their control.
"Feels so good," Joe grunted.
"FUCK ME!" I screamed.
"Jeezus," Joe hissed, gripping my hips and trying to satisfy me with even faster flexing of his hips. Short, sharp shifts of his amazing horse cock.
"Cum, boy," Grandpa growled.
"OH, GRANDPA!" I wailed. "I CAN'T TAKE IT!"
Joe hesitated for an instant.
"DON'T STOP!" I yelled.
"Fuck the cum out of him, Joe," Grandpa ordered.
"Yes, sir," Joe grunted, returning to his frantic, flexing fuck.
"YES, YES, YES!" I roared as lights flashed before my eyes. "THAT'S IT! OH GOD, I'M GONNA CUM!"
"Feed me, Son," Dad hissed before quickly engulfing my cock head with his hot mouth and sealing his soft lips around my shaft.
"OH FUCK!" I roared as my body gave up and started filling my dad's mouth with cum. Gushing into him. Flooding into him.
"MMMPH!" Dad moaned as he tried to gulp down my jizz as fast as my cock could shoot it.
"OH, BOBBY!" Joe yelled as he froze and gripped my hips. I felt his huge cock swell even more. Stretching me even wider.
"YES, JOE!" I yelled back, "DO IT!"
"OH, BOBBY," he grunted as his body shook and his cock throbbed and his cum finally blasted into me. "YES! YES! YES!" I could feel his cock pumping his jizz into me as my own cock oozed the last of my cum into my dad's hungry, sucking mouth.
"Oh god," I finally sighed as I could feel my overstimulated body giving out.
"Oh god," Joe echoed as his own body gave a final violent shiver and his massive cock throbbed and jumped inside me.
"Better move quick, Son," Grandpa warned, and Dad released his oral grip on my cock and scooted back out from under me.
And with a long, low, satisfied groan, I collapsed forward onto the bed. "Oh god," I moaned again as my ass was pulled off of Joe's still rampant cock and I felt emptier than I'd ever felt before.
"Are you okay?" Joe asked, with an obvious note of concern.
I took a few quick, shallow breaths, trying to recover from everything that had happened.
"Bobby?" Joe asked, with even more concern.
"I feel better than I ever have in my entire life," I sighed. "When can we do it again?"
After a brief pause, Joe replied, "I'll definitely need a few minutes to recharge."
The three men began laughing. Dad and Grandpa stretched out and snuggled up beside me. Joe leaned forward a bit and casually rubbed the head of his cock on my butt cheeks and into my crack, but no deeper! "That's a damn good sight," he hissed as he smeared the last of his cum over my ass. Those final drops had a long way to travel!
"I think I really like the Big Top life," I sighed.
"I can't wait to see the guy's faces when you let Joe fuck you at the next tear-down ritual," Dad laughed.
I looked over my shoulder at Joe for a second, then I said, "I'd rather just keep this between the four of us...our own family secret. Okay, Uncle Joe?"
Joe grinned and nodded his agreement.
"Good boy," Grandpa whispered to me as we all shifted around and settled in for a long night of sleep. After all, we had to be well rested for a two-show day...hopefully followed by another four-cock night...and another and another and another.
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