Rural Recall

I was born in 1958. By the age of sixteen, I had led the most ordinary and naïve life. That was soon to change rather dramatically. My father, Mike, and mother Catherine had gotten married rather young. My dad was twenty-two at that time and my mother eighteen. As I would later learn, they were forced to marry after I was conceived. In those days you did the right thing and took responsibility for your actions. Growing up, I never remember them ever being affectionate and they barely spoke to one another at all. My father and I also interacted very seldom.

My parents bought a small-holding outside a little town shortly after I was born. Both my parents had fairly good jobs in the town. My father liked his privacy and was also into the natural way of life, long before it became fashionable. Our vegetables were homegrown and we also had a few cows and around fifty chickens, which took care of our protein needs.

The agricultural requirements on our smallholding were taken care of by Steve. Steve did not live with us but spent Monday to Saturdays on our plot. Steve had started working for us a few months earlier, just before my sixteenth birthday. He was a very pleasant guy in his mid-thirties. Steve was tall and slender with a fairly handsome face. He was rather scruffy looking, however, and a real redneck. His hair was shoulder length and he always looked like he could do with a bath. Steve a very sexy gait and walked around like a person without a care in the world.

In the preceding year’s mom had not really taken much care with her appearance, but nevertheless, still looked very good for a thirty-four-year-old woman. My parents had no social life and we hardly ever had visitors. Our extended family lived far away and I can only recall two visits by them.

Our weekly routine was as follows: My mother would drop me off at school, and after school, I would walk to her work. I would then do homework and amuse myself till four-thirty p.m. After that, we would leave for home. Our family always had dinner together, before mom and I would clean up prior to heading off to our bedrooms. In summer, dad would sit on the porch smoking and enjoy a beer or two in the evenings. On Friday and Saturday evenings, dad always headed off to the neighbours to the right of us, to spend the evening in their company. The neighbours, Jeff and his son Joe were really big guys. Dad would often only return the following day, after an evening of playing cards and drinking with them. I frequently saw them in town and although dad got on extremely well with them, they barely acknowledged my existence.

Jeff and Joe were around six-feet-two tall and had the largest hands and feet I had ever seen on human beings. Their hands were rough and looked like they permanently wore baseball mitts. Their boots always looked like they were taking major strain to contain their enormous feet. Size fourteen and a half, as I would later learn. They were very hairy and both had full beards. Jeff weighed two hundred and twenty pounds and Joe around two hundred pounds. They both had very deep voices and scared the hell out of me.

The neighbours to our left were an old couple and our interaction was negligible.

Shortly before I turned seventeen, mom started taking far more care with her appearance. Her normal behavior also started to change and she became secretive. This behavior continued for a few months. One Friday afternoon after she collected me from school, mom prepared dinner as usual. She had taken that day off from work and unbeknownst to me, after dropping me at school that morning, had returned home to pack her belongings. When dad arrived home she asked me to excuse them for a short while. I left in the direction of my room rather confused.

After twenty minutes she entered my room and told me that she would be leaving for good and that I would be staying with my dad. She hugged me before she left, before saying that dad would explain the situation later.

As I walked into the lounge my father looked bewildered. After years of a loveless marriage, my mother had endured enough. She had met the man of her dreams and I was not part of their future plans. Her new love, Gary, had been transferred to a large city where they would be starting their new lives together.

I would not see my mother again for the next few years. She always phoned once a month, as well as on my birthday and at Xmas. Mom and Gary married after my parents were divorced and went on to have a kid of their own. Ultimately I suppose, she was happy.

The night she left dad and I ate in silence, then cleaned up and headed for bed. Before dinner dad had phoned our neighbours to explain the developments in our household. He informed Jeff and Joe that he would not be able to join them that evening or the following night. I felt gutted and cried myself to sleep.

The following day my relationship with my father started to mend after years of indifference. We went to our small town and enjoyed a great breakfast together. The rest of that day we chatted more than we had in years. A huge surprise for me was how well dad cooked. That night we had a wonderful dinner before I joined dad on the porch for the very first time in forever. At bedtime, he hugged me for the first time that I could ever remember. After we ascended the stairs he ushered me into his bedroom and said that I would be sleeping with him that night. It was wonderful falling asleep with his arm around me. During the first week after my mother’s departure dad and I also showered together for the first time.

The following week my school routine was altered very slightly. Dad would drop me off at school in the mornings and I would join him at his work after school. This was a lot more fun being at mom’s work after school because the guys in the warehouse where my dad worked as a foreman were much more engaging.

One week after my mother’s departure, as dad and I sat on the porch after dinner I summoned up the courage to ask him why his relationship with my mother had always been so bad. He sat for a long time looking at me intently. Only then did I realize how beautiful my father’s eyes were. They were gray with a hint of blue. I had inherited mom’s green eyes. He told me that what he was about to explain could never be repeated outside our home and made me solemnly promise that I would never repeat a word of our conversation. I swore an oath to comply.

My father then told me that he was actually homosexual and had always preferred sex with men. I nodded my head affirmatively when he asked if I understood what he was trying to explain. Prior to dating mom and even after that, he was regularly having sex with men. Social pressure, however, forced him into a relationship with my mother, who fell pregnant. Dad tried his best to adapt to this new life but found it very hard to cope. After a few years of marriage, their relationship seriously deteriorated.

More recently he had been having a relationship with our neighbours, Jeff and Joe. The card and drink evenings we're always a ruse for sexual activity. He no longer wanted me to be in the dark and with mom gone, felt that it was time for him to play open cards. He assured me that he would not force me into anything I did not want to do and that there was no cause for concern. What dad did not realize was that I had always been attracted to men. In the prior five years, those feelings had intensified dramatically. When I imparted this information to him the following morning at breakfast, he was stunned. Dad then made an arrangement for us to visit Jeff and Joe the following evening.

I was a little nervous but dad assured me that I had nothing to worry about. Upon our arrival, I was a little shocked by the welcome that we received. Jeff hugged, kissed, and groped dad. Joe was a little more reserved as we stood watched the show with bemusement. The indifference I had felt from our neighbours previously was also gone and both Jeff and Joe made me feel very welcome. As I looked about it was clear that a womanly touch had not graced their home in a very long time. The house was in masculine overload and hummed of manliness. Personal hygiene did not appear to be of great importance to the two of them, but essentially being a farm boy I found that quite a turn-on.

When we all moved to the porch the three men smoked cigarettes and drank beer. Joe soon started the fire for our barbeque and I chatted to him while he went about his business. While we were attending to the fire dad and Jeff disappeared. The fire would take another hour or so. During that time Joe and I spoke about all kinds of shit. I asked Joe about his relationship with his dad and he told me that they had started a sexual relationship a few years before. He had always known about his dad’s preference for men even before his mother died. His mother had been a very difficult person and he had always loved his father more. He said that it was a relief for him when his mother passed on and he and his dad settled into their new lives.

Once the meat was on the fire, dad and Jeff finally reappeared and soon we were enjoying a wonderful meal. We ate, chatted, and savored the delicious food. The guys continued to smoke, drink, and laugh. It was a great evening and at around ten p.m. I was offered the bed in Joe’s bedroom. The bed was enormous and I could tell that doing laundry was not a great priority in this household. The sheets had a very well used odour. Joe soon excused himself and left the room.

Listening to erotic sounds from down the passage I could only imagine what was going on. As I lay awake, I jerked-off to sounds from next door and the masculine odour emanating from the bed.

An hour later Joe returned to his room and got into bed next to me. I could also smell an intensely sexual body aroma emanating from him. When he realized I was awake he turned on the bedside lamp and gave me a very sweet smile. I must have seemed really puny to this brawny stud. Next, he put his huge hand on my head and asked if I was okay. I nodded yes before he turned the light off. Shortly, I felt his beard touching my ear as he gently kissed me, giving me the most erotic experience of my entire life. The after-sex smell Joe exuded completely overwhelmed me. He whispered that we were going to take things slowly. He then placed his lips on mine and we kissed. Putting his arm around me he caressed me with his huge rough hand before we fell asleep.

I awoke in the morning as Joe got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I finally got my first real look at him naked and was stunned by what I saw. Joe took cock size to a whole new level. Like dad and I, Jeff and Joe were also uncut. A new dynamic also came to the fore when we joined dad and Jeff in the kitchen for coffee. Clothing was totally nonessential in this household and we subsequently drank our coffee in the nude. This was very difficult for a horny seventeen-year-old and I spent all my time trying to disguise my hard-on. The three men were very affectionate with one another. They kept rubbing up against one other, constantly kissing and fondling.

I was further embarrassed by the discussion of who would break me in. Thankfully Joe came to my rescue and said that he would do the honours. Smiles and knowing looks broke out all around because dad and Jeff had already realized how smitten I was with Joe.

Dad and I left after breakfast to take care of the animals on our farm. Jeff and Joe would be coming over at twelve p.m. to join us for lunch. On the way back to our plot dad inquired about my state of mind. I told him I had never been happier in my life. He reminded me that going forward we would be indulging in foursomes. I was a little apprehensive because Jeff still scared me.

After the guys arrived at twelve we had lunch. After lunch, to my dismay, dad and Joe departed for the bedroom. Jeff invited me to sit on his lap while they were gone and I apprehensively did so. Unlike dad and Joe, Jeff had a long beard. He kissed and caressed me gently and I finally got to feel another person’s cock. It was awesome and I played with his cock until he came. The smell of his cock was very strong and I never realized that a man could produce so much cum. He had the biggest balls of the three men so the huge amount of cum was hardly a surprise. I am sure that Jeff found our experience rather unfulfilling, but to his credit he just let things go with the flow. Nothing was forced and it was all very comfortable. All my fears about Jeff were finally gone.

After dad and Joe returned we sat and spoke for a while. Before our neighbours left for home, Joe pulled me aside and kissed me for a long while. My former discontentment completely evaporated at that point.

The following week would be the last before my summer vacation. Dad explained that I would be working with Steve during my holidays. He wanted me to start getting a better understanding of farm life now that my mother had gone. Friday finally arrived and school was over. We drove over to the neighbours late that afternoon. As was the norm, we stripped and hung our clothes over the back of the door after we entered the house. In the middle of the lounge, the guys had placed a large mattress. After a general hug and fondle dad grabbed a beer. Jeff asked if I was excited about getting my arse plowed. Shyly, I nodded my head amid roars of laughter from the three men.

Jeff then lay down on the mattress and told me to lie on top of him with my legs to either side of his body. He placed his arms around me and held me tightly. Dad sat to the side as Joe took up his position behind me. I felt lube being applied to my backside and then a thick finger entering my arse. It was less painful than I expected. Soon a second finger entered which got my attention. After a while, this also became more pleasant. Joe gently began turning his hand to and fro while opening his two fingers inside of me. As this happened I was enjoying the smell from Jeff’s ripe armpits.

With his other hand, Joe started slapping my arse. I found the first two or three slaps a little unpleasant, but by the fourth slap I was overcome with horniness and couldn’t wait for number five. I was so preoccupied with the slaps that I did not realize when a third finger was added. Joe then moved behind and started to penetrate me as he continued slapping my arse. The penetration was slow and he would frequently pause, allowing me time to adjust to his knob. After a few minutes, he was balls deep in my backside. It hurt like hell and I wasn’t sure which hurt more, my hole or my very red backside that had been slapped silly.

When the slapping stopped I had adjusted to Joe’s very thick cock. Joe eventually lifted me off Jeff without pulling out of me. Jeff moved from his former position and directly on to dad who was lying on his back next to us. Jeff lifted my dad’s legs and entered him urgently. I was now placed face down on the mattress as Joe lay on top of me with his full weight. He pushed his arms under my arms and then interlocked hands on top of my head, pinning me down completely. His knees pushed my legs wide apart before he started fucking me, varying his thrusts continuously.

The sounds from our bedfellows made everything even more erotic, as my father whimpered like a baby and Jeff grunted like a wild animal. After several minutes Joe lifted his weight onto his hands and started spearing into me mercilessly. He grunted loudly as he seeded my arse. As he pulled out of me he must have gestured to his dad, because Joe was immediately replaced by Jeff. Jeff’s extra weight almost winded me as he got into his stride. He also put his arms through under my arms, but unlike Joe, his huge hands cupped my head tightly. He then started licking and nibbling on my ears as he grunted loudly.

To the one side of us, Joe was sitting on my father’s chest as he pissed into my dad’s mouth. I now understood why the mattress smelt so strongly of urine. Jeff eventually got to his knees lifting me up with him. With his arms tightly around me, he continued fucking me while kissing and licking my neck. Joe moved to the front of me and then placed my arms on his thighs before pushing his cock into my mouth. Dad moved between Joe’s open legs and started sucking me off. Being in horny overload I came within a minute.

As Joe and dad moved away from us Jeff once more placed me flat on my stomach and pummeled my arse. Within seconds he started cumming while grunting furiously. We lay there like that for a minute or two before I felt warm liquid spraying into my manhole as Jeff pissed in my arse. Afraid that my stomach would burst I was relieved when the torrent finally ran dry.

As Jeff slowly pulled out of me I concentrated frantically to keep the liquid from pouring out of my backside. I needed to get to the toilet urgently and hurriedly made my way there. Jeff was busy in the kitchen when I returned and barked instructions to me about proper sexual etiquette. I was told to clean my father’s arse and Joe’s cock. As I licked dad’s arse I got to enjoy Joe’s cum at the same time. After thoroughly cleaning dad I moved to Joe’s cock and I really got a very good look at his penis. From the outline of his foreskin, I could see that he had a very large cock head that was about three inches long. Jeff and Joe also had far darker cocks than dad and I.

After cleaning his cock and balls I begged him to retract his foreskin. I was warned that if he did I would have to lick it clean. I promised I would do so no matter how dirty it was. He lifted his eyebrows as if to give me a final warning. His cock was stiff after my cleaning, a necessity apparently when retracting his foreskin. Because Joe’s foreskin was very tight it would not pull back when his cock was flaccid. As he started pulling the skin back the head popped out from its tight confinement. The smell was intense but I had been warned. The head was a strange purplish colour and looked bigger than it did with the skin over it. I started licking and cleaning.

Once finished I was ordered to apply lots of spit to the head of Joe’s cock. Holding the shaft of his cock tightly he then pushed the head back into its sleeve. His cock also had a slight downward curved knob, unlike dad and I who had dicks like upturned bananas. I was about to get up when Joe told me the job was not yet finished. He turned around and instructed me to clean his butt. There and then I would develop a lifelong addiction to taste of a funky butt and it would always remain one of my favourite smells.

After my task was completed Jeff beckoned me to join him in the kitchen for a hug. With help from my dad dinner was well on its way. Joe replaced his dad in the kitchen as Jeff and I moved to the lounge. I got to my knees and started licking Jeff’s cock. As I had seen before Jeff’s foreskin could not retract. His cock-head was also smaller than sons and Jeff’s cock tapered towards the front. It was also much veinier than Joe’s dick, with large protruding veins almost covering his entire cock.

Some would call Jeff’s cock ugly, but to me, the combination of his big cock and huge balls was a magnificent sight to behold. His cock also had funkier smell than Joe’s but it was not, however, off-putting. I managed to stick my finger about an inch into Jeff’s foreskin and had great fun running my finger over his cock head under the hood. My finger really stank after that.

After finishing my job Jeff turned around as I had anticipated. The smell of Jeff’s crack was very pungent but I just got stuck in and licked like crazy. Oddly, I got very turned on by this task. As I was finishing off Jeff turned around and threw me onto the mattress on my back, before pushing my legs high and wide. His weight almost knocked the wind out of me before locking my head in a vice grip and kissing me very hard. Jeff had an enormously thick tongue. His tongue felt like a prehistoric giant slug as it went to work all over my face and in my mouth. Soon, I was gasping for air.

Thankfully, he lifted his head from time to time so that I could breathe some fresh air. He then covered the bottom half of my face with his mouth and overactive tongue once more. Jeff also perspired profusely and it felt like I was in a bath as his streams of sweat sent me into sexual overdrive. Lifting his body up slightly, Jeff placed one of his damp armpits over my mouth and I licked for all I was worth. The other armpit shortly followed. After that, he lifted my one leg and pushed his cock straight into me.

I soon became aware of his huge balls loudly slapping my arse. As he got close to the point of no return he jumped up and started shooting cum all over my face. Once finished, he lay on top of me again before the slug went to work all over my face. We smelt like animals once done. Jeff walked to the bathroom and returned with a towel. He first dried me off and then did the same to himself. Oddly, the guy I was most apprehensive about was fast becoming more and more intriguing to me.

Dinner was ready after that and we were soon enjoying the good wholesome food. After dinner, dad and I left for home. I was too tired to shower and simply got into bed. As I drifted off all the smells of the raunchy evening hung over me. What an incredible day it had been.

The following morning I showered because I figured I couldn’t let Steve smell me reeking of sex. When he arrived, however, it struck me that he most probably would not have noticed. Steve was not a walking advertisement for personal hygiene. He had the roughest and dirtiest hands I have ever seen on a person. Dad explained to him that he and I would be working together during the following weeks. Steve was very pleased to have an assistant and predicted that we would get along just fine.

Now that my mother had left, Steve was also told that from then on the three of us would have breakfast together in the mornings. I think that he was extremely pleased with this new development. Dad had a few errands to run and I to immediately join Steve with my new duties.

Steve had owned a small-holding years before but had lost everything because of ‘the drink,’ as he put it. He no longer touched alcohol but I think the ‘the weed’ kept him very happy. A disastrous marriage years before had caused his drinking problem. His wife had also left him shortly after they lost their property, due to his love affair with alcohol. He then got a job at the warehouse where dad worked but also lost that job when he arrived at work drunk once too often. He managed to clean up his act and shortly after that, started working on our small-holding. Steve lived in a one bedroom unit in town that my dad paid for. Unfortunately, the house where he lived had recently been sold and he was not sure whether the new owners would allow him to stay on once they moved in.

Steve was very knowledgeable and taught me a great deal that first morning. He was also great fun to be with. Shortly before lunch, dad arrived home and we ate together. At lunch, I told dad about Steve’s accommodation dilemma. My father assured Steve that we would work something out and that he was not to worry. At around four-thirty, Steve got on his bicycle and left for his home.

I was told that we would not be seeing Jeff and Joe that evening because they had a cousin staying the night. Their cousin would, however, be heading off early the next morning, so Jeff and Joe would be coming to us for lunch on Sunday. That night dad and I had supper quite early. At around nine p.m. dad and I headed off to bed. At the top of the stairs, he asked me to join him in his bedroom. That was the first time we one-on-one sex. Sex with dad was far less hectic than with Jeff and Joe and the change of pace was very pleasant. He fucked me three times that night.

The following day, we received an early phone call from Joe. Their cousin had decided to stay on one more night and we would, therefore, not be seeing them for lunch. It was slightly disappointing but not the end of the world.

Dad then decided that we should have a good look at the loft in our barn. If Steve’s situation with the new owners was not resolved then we could accommodate him at our barn. I thought it was a great idea. Steve could always use our bathroom in the house, not that that would be a priority for him. Dad and I both chuckled about this as discussed the matter. Although the barn was well fairly well insulated, we reasoned that we could accommodate him in our house during winter when things got really extreme. One of our sofas in the lounge converted into a bed, and so that wouldn’t be a problem at all. That night dad and I headed off to our respective bedrooms. After the events of the prior few days, I was very pleased to be in bed early and get a good night’s sleep. I was really enjoying my new life.

Steve arrived around seven a.m. the following day. At breakfast, dad told him about the accommodation arrangement that we had come up with on Sunday. Steve could hardly contain his excitement. It was decided there and then that irrespective of the new owner’s decision where he was living, he would move in with us shortly. That day dad ordered a new bed and linen for the loft, which arrived that Wednesday. My father also found a few extra pieces of furniture at a second-hand shop that upgraded the loft into quite a nice apartment, gas stove and all. Steve was totally overwhelmed when he moved in on Thursday. To see a grown man cry like that was very humbling. I was very proud of my father.

From the beginning of the week, I had seen Steve’s cock frequently while we worked together and it was very impressive. Pissing to him was the most natural thing and he would simply whip his cock out and piss whenever he felt the urge. I am sure he caught me looking far too intently on a few occasions, but said nothing.

On Friday he stunned me when I again glanced at his very impressive organ. Steve asked if I liked what I saw. I tried to hide my embarrassment but he would not relent. He put his dirty hand on my shoulder and told me that he believed I liked men. As I coughed and spluttered but he just laughed. He then asked me outright if my dad and I were having a sex. I just nodded before thinking. He assured that he had no problem with that. I felt gutted, thinking about the promise I had made to my father.

Pushing me to my knees Steve then unzipped and soon his uncut cock was snaking its way into my mouth. His cock was thinner than Jeff and Joe’s and slid down my throat easily. The slight downward curve also worked brilliantly in that regard. I quickly learned to relax my throat muscles completely and enjoyed being face-fucked by him. The smell of his crotch was overpowering and it was clear that Steve seldom bathed or showered. His balls were also huge and hung very low. His equipment was surrounded by a very substantial bush of hair.

From his heavy breathing, I soon heard that he was about to cum. As he did he matched Jeff in volume as his spunk shot down my throat. I surprised him after by asking if I could lick his arse. He turned before he opened his cheeks. His butt was quite smelly but having initiated this situation, I just put my mouth over his hole and licked for all was worth. I had never heard a man groan like this. By now he was horny again and told me he wanted to fuck my arse. His narrower cock felt very comfortable in my backside. This time the fuck lasted longer and when we finished I turned around to clean him off, remembering my sexual etiquette obligations. As I licked him clean I shot my load onto the floor.

We continued to work till dad got home. My father had bought an instant meal for Steve, which he warmed up for him. I had a shower before we left for Jeff and Joe.

On our way to the neighbours, I thought about Steve and the afternoon we had enjoyed. The next five weeks we're going to be great. As we drove up to Jeff and Joe’s house my father let out a sigh. When I asked him what the matter was, he pointed to a pickup which was parked at Jeff and Joe’s house. It belonged to a man called Frank. Frank visited them a few times a year and always joined in the sexual activity. My father did not like him at all. As we entered the house and stripped, Frank came into view.

Frank was huge. He was roughly the same height as Jeff and Joe but must have weighed three hundred pounds. Apart from his fat body, Frank had the worst skin I had ever seen on a human being. It was apparent that he had had very bad acne as a youngster because of his face, chest, and back,that bore the scars. As if nature had not been unkind enough he was really ugly. He had a huge bulbous nose, thick fat lips, and porcine eyes. He also had extremely broad hands and feet. Frank’s cut cock was not extremely long but very thick. It looked like a beer can with a red apple stuck on the end of it.

Shortly after our arrival dinner was served. During dinner, Frank kept staring at me and made me feel slightly uncomfortable. After soup the main course was served, soon followed by dessert. As we all finished the meal a strange thing happened. Dad, Jeff, and Joe got really sleepy and as we sat in the lounge, one after the other they all fell asleep. Only Frank and I remained awake. Naïvely I assumed that they had all had a heavy day and smiled at Frank apologetically. Frank shrugged it off and then said that he had never seen the other parts of their house and asked me for a conducted tour. Naturally, I obliged.

The scene that was about to occur could be referred to as extreme coercion. From the time we had arrived, given the way that Frank had looked at me, I knew that he was going to fuck me that evening. That’s after all what these gatherings were all about. Unattractive as he was, however, I was intrigued by him. I also had a suspicion that Frank had a predilection for rough sex, and that hunch proved to be correct.

When we finally arrived in the main bedroom I knew I was in ‘trouble,’ when he closed and locked the door. He then grabbed and threw me on the bed and before I could say a word was on top of me. With his bulk, I could hardly breathe as he began kissing me very hard. After a while, he spun me around onto my stomach. Holding me down by my neck he repeatedly slapped my arse really hard. I was now fully involved in the scenario and decided to play my part as the damsel in distress, which Frank just loved. I started ‘protesting’ which only turned him on even more. Soon, I felt his fingers pushing into my arse. I ‘begged’ him to stop, but he just laughed and told me to shut up.

With one hand on the back of my head, he continued slapping my arse furiously as I yelped into the pillow. Soon afterward, I felt his huge cock head touching my backside. As he speared his fat cock into my arse I thought my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. Once in, his massive body collapsed on top me. Without hesitation, he started pumping his cock into me before coming a few minutes later.

Presuming that he would now get off me, I was proved wrong as he just kept lying on top of me. Then, after a few minutes, he again started spearing into me. He barked that this session would take a lot longer and true to his word, round two took twenty minutes.

When he got off me I ran for the door in the pretense of wanting to escape. Naturally, I knew that he had removed the key. Pulling me away from the door and administering vicious slaps to my arse, he shoved me back onto the bed before round three got underway. With me on my back, his body immediately pinned me down and started slapping my face while entering me. Again my ‘pleading’ heightened his excitement. Twenty minutes, after he came I wondered if my ‘ordeal’ was finally over. Frank kept me pinned on the bed, and I fulfilled my role by begging and pleading frantically as he hurled verbal abuse at me.

Next, round four followed. I was now taken to the shower where he pissed down my throat. He then made me lie down in the shower and rubbed his fat arse all over my face. I was then dragged back to the bedroom where he again hammered my butt. This time it only lasted ten minutes.

Before leaving Frank told that he had drugged the other three men. He advised me that I should join them downstairs and awake in the morning, acting as if nothing had happened. If I snitched on him he would have a few words with his buddy, the sheriff. He said that the consequences of that could be disastrous for us because of the incest that was going on. I sniggered to myself as he drove off, complimenting myself on the very convincing performance that I had given.

After showering I joined the others and fell asleep with a sore arse.

When we awoke on Saturday morning, Frank had left a note to thank Jeff and Joe for a lovely evening. He also apologized for leaving early. All the guys were quite groggy and a little confused.

I never saw Frank again and presumed that he was worried about me snitching on him. Many masturbation sessions thereafter, however, were based on the forced fantasy of that night.

Dad and I left for home after a cup of coffee. My arse was really sore, and I informed dad that I was not feeling great before heading for my bedroom.

At around twelve-thirty p.m., I went downstairs and joined my father and Steve for lunch. Dad was quite concerned about me but I assured him I would be fine and just needed to take it easy for the rest of the day. We had been invited to the neighbours for dinner that evening but dad said that he would cancel the arrangement. I begged him not to cancel and to visit the guys alone as planned. Steve promised to keep an eye on me.

Dad prepared food for Steve and me before he left at six p.m. At dinner, I told Steve about the previous evening. He was really pissed off and comforted me. I knew my dad would not be back until morning and asked Steve if he would sleep with me. We went to my bedroom at nine and got into bed. Steve held me tightly and kissed me. As sore as my arse was, I asked him to fuck me. No further invitation was needed. I lay on my stomach as he mounted me. Steve fucked me for over an hour and came three times before we fell asleep.

When I awoke very early the following morning Steve was also awake. With a naughty smile on his face, he told me that he needed a bath. I immediately attacked his armpits. As I did so he pushed one of his grubby fingers into my arse. Steve then pushed me onto my back. After kissing for a short while he straddled my body and jerked-off furiously, before shooting his load into my mouth. As I cleaned his cock he turned his body into a sixty-nine position and sucked me off. After shooting my load into his warm mouth Steve and I got up and walked to the bathroom.

He needed to piss badly and I convinced him to get into the shower with me. I wanted him to piss all over me and in my mouth. I could tell from the excited look in his eyes that we would be doing this frequently in future. We showered together thereafter before Steve left for his barn loft.

When dad got home at around seven-thirty Steve joined us for breakfast. Afterward, Steve again left and went to his apartment. Dad told me that the guys were really missing me and that they had invited us for lunch if I was up for it. I was definitely up for it.

At around twelve p.m. we arrived at the neighbours. After stripping out of our clothing the usual kissing and hugging took place. Maybe it was because I had showered earlier, but I got the impression that Jeff and Joe were ever riper than usual. In fact, my father was also giving off quite a pong. He had not showered when he arrived at our home earlier that morning.

It appeared that we would first be having lunch before the fun began. The guys drank their beers as usual and for the first time I was allowed one. I really did not like the taste much but put on a show of enjoyment to please all the men. After lunch, we washed up and cleared the dishes. I was then told that the action would be taking place in the barn that day. The house was locked and we all moved towards the barn. The two horses, which were normally housed in the barn, were in the fields for the day.

Inside the barn, they had placed a very large ground-sheet on the floor. On top of that, the old mattress had been placed, covered in a thick black plastic covering. We initially paired off. Joe and I on the one side of the mattress, and Jeff and dad on the other. Joe lay on top of me as we kissed and Jeff and dad followed suit. After a while, Jeff started to arrange the action. Our foursome that day would take all my former encounters with the guys to a much raunchier level. I was turned onto my stomach, and dad was instructed to get on top of me.

As dad entered me Joe moved to the front of me with his legs spread wide. Joe then pushed his cock into my mouth. My arms were on Joe’s thighs as I licked and sucked his dick. Jeff then got onto his knees behind dad and entered my father’s arse. Jeff held dad upright with his huge arms around dad’s chest, kissing and licking my father’s neck. Jeff supplied all the momentum we needed and after ten minutes, Jeff and Joe swapped positions.

I started sucking Jeff off and once I had cleaned Jeff’s cock, he started face-fucking me. Hard as I tried I could only take seventy per cent of his cock in my mouth. The last few inches were just too much. After ten minutes Joe pulled dad off me and fell backward with dad on top of him. With Joe’s cock still in my father’s arse, Jeff announced that they were about the give me a great show.

On his knees, Jeff moved between dad and Joe’s open legs. I could not believe my eyes as Jeff inserted his cock into dad’s hole right next to Joe’s cock and started double-fucking my father. Dad howled like a wolf. Jeff then told me to get behind them and start licking their balls as they double-fucked my father. I immediately started licking as instructed. The smell topped anything that I had smelt before. All the while dad kept yelping. From the groans of the other two, it soon became apparent that Jeff and Joe would soon be seeding dad’s arse. As their grunts increased I stuck my tongue into Jeff’s hole. This took him over the edge and both he and Joe started unloading spunk into my father.

After Jeff pulled out of dad he immediately instructed me to clean his cock. After cleaning Jeff’s cock dad climbed off Joe before I scrambled over to clean Joe’s cock and balls as well. Joe then lifted his legs and I got stuck into his crack. Joe’s butt was funkier than the last time I had done this. I was so turned-on, however, that he did not matter. After finishing off Jeff announced that feeding time had arrived. I was placed on my back before dad placed his arse over my face. I was summarily introduced to the practice of felching.

Once my father’s arse had been thoroughly cleansed he lay next to me. As Jeff and Joe started pissing on us, dad and I also let loose and sprayed piss everywhere. Dad then got up and joined the guys for a drink and a smoke break, all our accumulated piss sloshed around me in the indentation where I lay in the middle of the mattress.

After a few smokes and beers dad and I were taken to a long table covered with a coarse blanket. Side by side our bodies were pulled over the table before our arms were secured with ropes on the opposite side. Our ‘tormentors,’ then produced two thick straps, which were secured to wooden handles. The straps were about four inches wide and fifteen inches long. Dad and I howled as our arses got relentlessly spanked. It was awesome!

After a few minutes, the slapping stopped. Jeff moved behind me and Joe behind dad. Our arses were so sore by now that when their cocks entered us it was no big deal. The fucking went on for another half an hour with the guys frequently swapping backsides. Jeff, finally unloaded into me and Joe into my father.

Another smoke and drinks break followed as we chatted for the next half hour. The men all asked me how I was coping and my smiling face said it all. After we cleaned up our mess we went back to the house. We enjoyed the delicious cake with our coffee as we sat in the lounge. Dad then mentioned that it was time for him and me to be on our way. Joe then surprised me by asking dad if I could spend the night with him. Joe promised that he would return me home early the following morning, so I that could attend to my duties with Steve. Dad left shortly afterward having agreed. We sat in the lounge for a while before Jeff got up and announced that he was going to have a nap.

After he left Joe and I continued talking. He told me that he was very pleased that I had joined the group. He said that as he wanted some one-on-one time with me, and that’s was why he had asked dad to let me stay the night. I walked over to him and we kissed for a few minutes. Soon after, he led me up to his bedroom, before placing on the bed. He then got on top of me and we continued kissing. Joe turned me onto my stomach before entering me and fucking me solidly for half an hour.

After he finished we fell asleep side by side. At around seven p.m. Jeff called us down for supper and we had leftovers from lunch. After dinner, we sat around and spoke for the next hour or so.

On our way to bed, Jeff grabbed my arm announcing that he was going to borrow me for a while. Joe just shrugged as I was pushed into Jeff’s room. Jeff immediately threw me on the bed before his ‘slug’ began to attack my mouth. Jeff got so carried away that was concerned I might expire from asphyxiation. I kept gasping for the lack of oxygen and his weight. He was a master of this technique, however, and as I was never fearful that I might black out.

Soon my one leg was lifted as his cock hit the spot. As he began to thrust a very wet armpit was placed over my mouth. Soon Jeff moved his body position before the other armpit was placed over my mouth. He came five minutes later, and as he lay there sweating and panting, I walked to the bathroom and dried myself off before leaving the room.

After I got into bed next to Joe, his expression hardened before he pushed my head onto his cock. It became apparent that he was determined to push his cock all the way in. I had a feeling that he was taking his annoyance with his dad out on me. I felt the back of my throat give as he went in balls deep. I wasn’t sure that I would ever be able to speak again, and my jaw muscles ached as never before. By now he had moved on top of me and kept face-fucking me harder and harder. Joe regularly allowed me to take in enough air, before plunging straight back into my mouth.

During this commotion, we heard the toilet flushing across the hall and soon his Jeff was standing in the doorway with an evil grin on his face.

As he moved towards us Jeff immediately started taking control. Both he and Joe now became animalistic and had wild looks in their eyes. Joe pulled me off the bed in a bear hug facing him, and then fell backward at the edge of the bed with me on top of him. From behind Jeff pulled my arse down onto Joe’s cock. Next, Jeff moved behind me and commenced pushing his cock into me alongside Joe’s. As I started yelping Jeff pulled my torso up and hooked his big arm around my neck. Jeff now used his other hand to slap my genitals. As my hands tried to cover my jewels Joe took hold my wrists in his huge hands.

I had seen dad being double fucked earlier and I was totally intrigued by that. Oddly, I found the discomfort totally exhilarating and as I became used to the double onslaught, I was overcome with horniness. For five minutes I was fucked senseless by the two before Jeff unloaded into me. After Jeff pulled out of me Joe turned our bodies and with me now on my stomach, commenced jack-hammering into me. By the time he came Jeff had left the room.

Before I drifted off to sleep later I was amazed that my jaw, throat, and arse, did not feel worse. I could not believe the sex drive of Jeff and Joe. They were like two fuck machines and could not have been happier.

When I awoke at five a.m. the following morning I tried to get off the bed as quietly as possible to go to the toilet. Jeff, however, was awake and heard me. Shortly, he was also in the bathroom. I needed to piss and once done, Jeff told me to turn and bend in front of him so he could inspect my arse for damage.

Apparently, my hole was very red and puffy, but he was happy as there was no real damage. For some inexplicable reason, I now had a raging hard-on. Jeff then had his morning piss and as I looked down after he was done, I saw that his cock was also erect. He then whispered in my ear that he was very happy with the little piggy that had joined their group. Jeff then began kissing me and I again got the full ‘slug’ treatment from his tongue.

Jeff told me that he had seen me take his son’s cock, balls deep the previous evening. He, therefore, expected me to show him the same courtesy. After ordering me to lie down, he placed a face cloth under my head, and in a press-up position entered my mouth. Jeff’s cock rapidly went all the way in. After a few thrusts, he moved back onto his knees with his backside lightly touching my chest. As Jeff jerked his cock Joe joined us. Joe now began spraying his morning piss over the two of us. Jeff and Joe now really began plucking on their knobs, and soon they shot their loads all over my face.

Afterward, we showered together, dried-off, and got dressed. By seven a.m., I was back at my home.

With Steve around dad and I did not speak about the previous evening. After breakfast, Steve and I resumed our duties.

At around ten a.m., Steve and I went to the barn for cold drinks. He asked me about the previous day. I did not go into specifics but acknowledged that I had sex with the neighbours. Steve then removed his t-shirt and shorts and walked toward me instructing me to undress. There was a huge old chair that had always stood to one side in the barn. As Steve pushed me forward over the back of the chair, I pleaded with him not to fuck me. My arse was just too sore after the previous evening, and so I offered him a blowjob instead.

When he looked at me quizzically I explained that I had been double-fucked by Jeff and Joe. He told me that he wanted to see what my hole looked like. When he spread my cheeks he let out a sigh. He spat a huge glob of spit into his hand and started rubbing my hole softly. But before I could think he stuck his cock straight into me. He was incredibly strong and there was no way I could ‘fight’ him off. He then started raining verbal abuse down on me. He called me a slut and a dirty little whore among all the other insults he could muster. Steve also began spanking my backside. Sore as my arse was, I was totally blown away and loved what was happening. The more I ‘pleaded’ the rougher he became. After several minutes, he started unloading in my arse. Then, as he pulled my hips tightly toward him with both hands I felt my insides filling up with hot piss. As he finished he leaned over me and told me, that there’s where he would be pissing from now on.

We got dressed and had a quick drink, before continuing with our chores. At lunchtime, we went to the house and ate the sandwiches dad had left for us. At around three we headed back to the barn. Strangely, the earlier piss had made my arse feel much better. Maybe urine has healing qualities. From the look I got as we entered the barn I knew that round two with Steve would soon be on its way. He immediately stripped and told me to do the same, before Steve put me on the chair and pulled my legs up. As he entered me the verbal abuse resumed accompanied by an occasional slap in my face. He also started sticking his dirty fingers in my mouth and telling me to suck on them. I was crazy about this new dynamic in our encounters and played to it submissively, which I could see was pleasing him enormously. I supposed after all the kowtowing he had to endure in his life, having the upper hand was affording enormous pleasure. After fifteen minutes he came inside of me before pissing down my throat.

After work as I was making my way back to the house the phone rang. Due to a disaster at the warehouse dad would not be home until at least eleven p.m. that evening. He told me to warm a large pie that he had in the refrigerator for Steve and I. When Steve walked in the house I informed him of the proceedings. We ate the pie and chatted. Steve then asked me if I had enjoyed our sessions that day. I nodded with a huge smile. He said that if anything got too heavy for me I should use his full name, Steven, as an ‘out’ word. I nodded again. With a smile, however, he mentioned that he really disliked his full name and hoped he would not be hearing it. With a laugh, I nodded a third time.

Steve asked me about the double-fucking I had received the previous day. I told him that I hoped it wouldn’t happen too often because Jeff and Joe had really thick cocks. I also went on to tell him that it would have been far more comfortable if it had been with him and dad. He then asked me if I was going to tell dad about him and me. When I asked him if he would mind, Steve just shrugged. We washed the dishes and packed them away. He then asked me if I wanted to join him in the loft. I answered in the affirmative before we walked over to the barn.

As the two cows, we owned, were in the barn for the night Steve and I went upstairs. As we undressed he told me to lie face down on the bed. Steve then secured my hands and feet to the four corners of his bed. He sat lightly on my back facing my arse. Next, he started slapping my backside vigorously. As I started ‘protesting’ the verbal abuse resumed before he got off me and fetched his belt. He informed me that my father had given him permission to whip me if I got out of hand. As the belt started raining down on my butt the discomfort was intense but manageable. After ten strokes he put the belt aside and climbed on top me. He pushed his cock straight into me and started fucking me hard for half an hour. Amazingly I came twice and Steve came three times. He was also total fuck-machine. He then pissed inside me before untying me.

On Tuesday and Wednesday, Steve and I resumed our fuck-breaks. I was dreading having to go back to school after the summer break. After dinner on Wednesday, I told my dad about my relationship with Steve, after Steve had departed for the barn. My father looked very surprised. He said he would never have thought that Steve was into man-love. I told dad that I was nuts about Steve and hoped he wasn’t pissed off. Dad just smiled and asked me if I wanted Steve to live with us in the house. My huge smile said it all. Dad then said that he would think about it.

The following morning at breakfast dad surprised Steve by asking him if he wanted to move into the house with us. Steve looked a little confused. My father laughed and told Steve that he knew all about Steve and me. Steve looked a little uncomfortable at first, but that soon turned to a smile as dad walked over and gave him a long sloppy kiss. Dad mentioned with a laugh that he had a large king-sized bed and that accommodating Steve wouldn’t be a problem at all. We all laughed. As dad left he said that we shouldn’t do anything that he wouldn’t love to do during the day. We all laughed again.

Once dad left Steve grabbed me by my arm and took me to my bedroom before we fucked like rabbits for a solid hour. Afterward, we showered.

Steve and I only had a quickie that day at lunchtime in anticipation of that night’s action. After supper, the three of us sat around talking. At eight-thirty, we headed off to dad’s bedroom before stripping and getting onto the bed. Steve told my father what I had told him, concerning my fantasy of being double-fucked by the two of them. My father looked very surprised until Steve then told my dad about my night with Jeff and Joe. Dad was slightly miffed about the revelation but later tentatively agreed to double-fuck me. He made it clear, however, that this could only happen at most once a week.

Steve then lay on his back and pulled me onto him. After lubing me up, dad pulled my arse down onto Steve’s cock. My father then moved up behind me and started inserting his cock next to Steve’s. It was not nearly as uncomfortable as my Sunday experience. When dad began thrusting into me the soreness subsided very rapidly and it started feeling really great. After twenty minutes both men unloaded into me.

I was fairly exhausted afterward and soon after drifted off to sleep. When I awoke at around eleven p.m., both men were missing from the bed. I tiptoed to my room and saw that dad and Steve were fucking like crazy. I was very pleased and decided to go back to dad’s bedroom and let them get to know one another even better.

When I got downstairs in the morning they were drinking coffee. It was clear that they were very taken with one another and I could not have been happier. Before dad left he told me that we would not be seeing Jeff and Joe that evening as they had a party to attend. We would, however, be visiting them on Saturday at three p.m.

On Friday, Steve and I had a quickie at lunchtime. At dinner, dad announced that an invitation had also been extended to Steve for the following day. That evening I excused myself early and went off to bed. I wanted Steve and my dad to get even better sexually acquainted. I lay awake for quite some time before I heard the two of them go into dad’s bedroom.

Fortunately, the keyhole of dad’s bedroom was directly across from his bed. As I peeped through I saw and heard that dad had been tied to the bed face down and was getting the whipping of his life. True to form, abuse was streaming out of Steve’s mouth as he fucked my father mercilessly. After a while, I saw him pull his dick out of dad and start applying huge amounts of lube to his right hand, and arm. Steve was on my dad’s left side so I had a full view of the next event. Steve started pushing his fingers into dad’s arse one by one, and soon his entire hand followed. I almost shot a load right there and then. Not long after that his arm, right up to the elbow, was stuck up my father’s arse. Dad was groaning like an injured bull.

By now I was so horny that I ran back to my room and jacked-off like a madman. I was surprised to see dad walking normally the next morning. Dad and I tidied up around the house and Steve attended to his agricultural duties around the small-holding. We had sandwiches for lunch and sat around chatting and laughing. At around three p.m., we headed off to the neighbours.

When we arrived at the neighbours the guys all sat around drinking and smoking in the nude as always. I was also given a beer and found it a little less unpleasant than the previous time. The guys all had some of the weed that Steve donated, which appeared to go down very well. We would eat at seven p.m. that evening, so the action would be happening prior to dinner. The barn would once more be our venue and after half an hour we all move off in that direction. Thankfully Jeff and Joe were hitting it off very well with Steve, after having no doubt been fully briefed by dad.

The same setup had been arranged in the barn as before and Jeff and Steve immediately got stuck into one another. Joe, dad, and I, formed a trio. Dad immediately mounted me with Joe entering my father from behind. I was on all fours with the other two in upright positions. Alongside us, Steve had his hand, and then arm up Jeff’s arse in no time, before he began punch-fucking Jeff. Jeff sounded like a bear caught in a bear trap. Steve then pulled his arm out of Jeff and put his face straight onto Jeff’s hole.

After a few minutes dad pulled out of me after unloading and was replaced by Joe. My father now slid under Jeff’s body with his face directly under Jeff’s arse. Steve resumed punch-fucking Jeff, as Jeff sucked on my father’s cock. Steve finally got behind Jeff again and pushed his cock into Jeff’s arse unloading a stream of hot piss. When Steve stopped pissing he pulled out of Jeff’s arse.

Joe seeded my arse before also pissing into me. When dad and Joe moved off for a smoke break, Jeff mounted me from behind. Steve moved to the front of me and forced my head onto his cock. Several minutes later Jeff came inside me. As he got up Steve quickly moved around my body and mounted me. It did not take him long to unload into me as he had already started breathing heavily while face-fucking me. By the time Steve dismounted me, dad and Jeff were pissing all over me.

Afterward, we all stood around talking and enjoying a beer and a break.

We then enjoyed a wonderful stew that dad had made for dinner. After dinner, Joe and Steve went upstairs for some one on one action. Jeff, dad, and I played cards during their session. When Steve and Joe finally came downstairs Joe mentioned that it would be great if we could even out our numbers by adding a sixth person to the group. We all agreed. He told us that he had the person in mind, which might possibly join us. We left for home quite early.

Once home dad announced that he was really tired and suggested I spend the night with Steve in my bedroom. Steve and I messed around for a while but were soon both asleep. We had a quiet day on Sunday. The neighbours would not be visiting as they were having guests over. The three of us had a quick threesome after lunch, and once again before we fell asleep that evening.

The following week our routine was as before. Steve and I had sex around lunchtime every day, and on alternative nights I would give dad and Steve some alone time. As promised, I was double-fucked again that week and loved it. Our threesomes were always very hot and would last at least one hour.

During that week Joe had invited our potential number six for dinner to their home. The man he was hoping to involve in our sex games was a guy called Hank. He was, however, referred to by his nickname, Tank. He and Joe had been friends years earlier. Tank was also a twenty-two year old like Joe. When Joe was eighteen he and Tank often played together. This mainly consisted of stroking and sucking one another’s cocks. On a few occasions though, Tank had penetrated Joe.

Their friendship continued for two years after which Tank and his family had moved away. Four months earlier Tank had returned to our town, where he now worked as a motor mechanic. Joe was not sure about Tank’s current sexual orientation after all these years but would use the dinner to check it out. Tank was socially awkward. He was very large and a little shy. During their conversations over the previous few months, it was clear to Joe that Tank was not scoring with the ladies. In fact, he never spoke about women at all. Joe had also mentioned to Tank that he was not interested in girls at all.

Tank arrived for dinner and after they had finished eating, Jeff left for bed as planned. After a while, Joe reminded Tank about the fun they use to have. Joe could sense Tank’s unease but nonchalantly produced a few magazines with pictures of girls being double-fucked and spit roasted by guys. As Tank looked at these pictures, Joe pulled out his cock and started masturbating, giving Tank a look of encouragement. A couple of minutes later Tank joined in and soon after, Joe was sucking Tank off. Joe then asked Tank if he would like to fuck his arse. Tank looked a little anxious, but without getting an answer Joe removed his pants and got onto the couch presenting his butt. Tank took a minute or two before approaching Joe. Tank was very worked up by then and stuck his cock straight into Joe, who said that it hurt like hell.

Apparently Tank knob, although only eight inches long, was thicker than a beer can. He also had a pair of balls that a bull would envy. In fact, Tank’s dick was thicker than any of the men in our group. Tank only lasted a few minutes before filling Joe to the brim with hot spunk. Afterward, they relaxed and spoke for an hour or so. Before Tank left he pushed Joe back onto the couch and fucked him harder and longer than before. After fifteen minutes of fucking, he pulled Joe off the couch and onto his knees, before blasting his cum all over Joe’s face.

According to Joe, Jeff and Steve were no longer the top dogs in the spunk department. As Tank was leaving, Joe asked him if he would like to come around on Saturday evening, as Jeff would be away all night. Tank looked at Joe and smiling, uttered a big, “Fuck yeah.”

It was decided to take things a little slow with our new prospect. On Saturday evening, Jeff joined dad and Steve at our home and I was dropped off at the neighbour’s house at five p.m., to play with Tank and Joe. When Tank arrived around six p.m., I was stunned by his size. He stood about six-feet-three tall. He was very bulky weighing a good two-hundred and sixty-pounds. Tank had a fair size gut, but strangely it seemed to suit him. His arms and legs were thick, and his feet although slightly shorter than Joe’s, were much broader. His hands were large and coarse and definitely belonged to a mechanic. The telltale signs of grease were very evident, even though his nails were fairly clean.

Tank was moderately hairy with no facial hair. He had a full head of brush-cut hair and all the hair on his head and body was pitch-black. Tank’s eyes were large and brown in color. He had a slightly broad nose with fairly thick lips. His teeth were slightly uneven. Having the sexiest smile, however, everything just worked. His wing-nut ears were large and gave his cute face a comical expression. I really liked the look of him.

As he took me in he gave Joe a ‘what the fuck,’ look. Joe just smiled and told him that he and I often had sex. Joe then gave me a long sensual kiss. As we looked back at Tank I could I saw an impish glint in his eyes. I ran over and jumped on him. He looked at me for a second, before we kissed. His breath was very different from all the other guys and it was clear that he did not smoke. His breath was very pleasant, and tasted as if he had been sucking a mint sweet before we kissed.

His body odour, however, was quite strong. Few men wore the disgusting deodorants and colognes at that time, which became so popular in the ensuing years. His odour combined a smell of auto workshop and healthy sweat. We ate dinner soon after the initial introductions. All through dinner Tank kept looking at me with an almost bemused smile. After dinner, Joe told Tank about the no clothes rule in the house. Tank just laughed before we all stripped. I then got my first look at that impressive equipment that Joe had told us about. He was uncut and had one of those half foreskins that only covered three-quarters of his cock head. His knob was awesome and his balls were epic.

Joe then revealed the information about our sex group to Tank. He seemed stunned at first but was soon brimming with excitement. When Joe asked him if he was up for a group session the following week, the smile on his face said it all.

Shortly, we went upstairs to Joe’s bedroom. It was decided that Joe would open me up to prepare me for Tank’s thick fuck-pole. I was placed over the edge of the bed before Joe pushed his cock into me. While he fucked me I licked Tank’s cock and balls. Tank’s entire cock would never fit my mouth, and I immediately accepted defeat. After a while, Joe told Tank to turn around with his arse at the edge of the bed, for an arse cleaning. He looked surprised but did as he was told. His arse was in the same smelly league as Steve’s, but I got stuck in while Joe humped my arse. Joe then quietly pulled me away from Tank after disengaging from my backside. He then moved forward and placed his cock on Tank’s manhole.

Joe’s hands were firmly placed on Tank’s hips as he started entering him. Tank started objecting but Joe was determined as he pushed into Tank relentlessly, as Tank groaned loudly. Balls deep, Joe now started fucking him solidly as groans soon turned into sighs of pleasure from Tank. Joe took his time and Tank loved the domination. With Joe bent over Tank I started licking Joe’s arse, while furiously masturbating. Joe and I shot our loads together after ten minutes. As Joe pulled out of Tank I was told to lick Tank’s arse clean again. After finishing, Tank turned around and watched me clean Joe’s cock. Tank’s eyes were alive with sexual excitement.

There was a huge pool of cum where Tank’s cock-head had rubbed against the bedding. The two men embraced and started kissing each other as I licked Tank’s cum off the bedding. We then went downstairs soon after and drank beer. I was getting used to this liquid refreshment.

Tank had his arm around me on the couch as Joe sat on the opposite chair. Every now and then Tank would bend over and give me a kiss. I was nuts about this guy. The smell from his armpit was driving me crazy. I got on my knees next to him and lifted his arm. He had a huge bush of black pit-hair which I started licking. He growled with excitement, but before I could attend to the second pit he announced that he really needed to piss urgently.

Joe smiled at us and told me to take Tank upstairs and show him how we attended to these matters. I lead Tank into the shower and knelt in front of him. As Tank’s eyes lit with excitement I noticed that his piss-slit was at least double the size of any of the other guys. When he started pissing, I thought that a hosepipe had been opened on me. He pissed all over my head before he directed his stream into my mouth. I never knew a man could piss so much. When he finished pissing he pulled me up and told me that he wanted to fuck the hell out of me. I quickly used a towel to dry off, before I was taken to Joe’s room.

When we arrived in Joe’s room Tank threw me onto the bed face down. Applying lots of lube to my arse, and to his cock, he then got on top me and began shoving his dick into my hole. It hurt like hell and as I yelped he asked me if he should stop. “Fuck no,” I replied, “just go for it.”

Supporting his weight on his hands he started jabbing his fat dick in and out of me. As it started feeling comfortable I pleaded with him to fuck me harder. Lowering himself onto me he began fucking like crazy. The horny cries emanating from him were driving me insane, and shortly I shot my load. A few minutes later he unloaded into me.

By now Joe had joined us. As Tank got off me Joe jumped onto me in a flash. Joe pitilessly plunged into me like a randy dog and came after five minutes, before pissing inside me. Afterward, I went to the toilet to expel all the liquid and when I returned, they were drifting off to sleep. I got between them and soon we were all fast asleep.

After waking up the following morning, as we were going downstairs Tank went into the bathroom for a piss. Also needing to piss I joined him. He pulled me into the shower and pushed me to my knees. Pissing all over me it was apparent that he had really taken to golden showers. I also finally got to clean his other armpit and for good measure, gave the first armpit a refresher. By now he was very excited again and turned me around against the wall before inserting his cock into my hole. As Tank fucked me Joe joined us and inserted his cock into Tank’s arse

We took our time during this session. Joe bit Tanks neck as he lustfully speared into Tanks arse. Twenty minutes later Tank and Joe coordinated their ejaculations and shot simultaneously. The grunts emanating from the two throughout our fuck was remarkable. After they disengaged Tank fell to his knees and took my load in his mouth. After showering, we dried off and went downstairs.

We all helped with breakfast. An hour later, Jeff and I were back at respective homes. Tank apparently only left on Monday morning and by the end of the following week, Tank had moved in with Jeff and Joe.

At our home dad’s arse had apparently taken quite a bashing the night before. He spent most of Sunday relaxing in his bedroom, while Steve and I swapped stories about the previous night’s events. In the afternoon, and that night, Steve and I had sex a few times. The following week we followed our normal routine.

On Thursday as we were about to start our lunchtime fuck, I mentioned to Steve that I was the only one who had not yet fucked anyone’s arse. Steve told me that he was sure most of the other guys would be happy to oblige me. I told him that I was hesitant to ask them as they were all used to larger cocks. I then asked him if he would let me fuck him. He laughed and said that he had never taken a cock in his arse and that it wasn’t his scene at all. Something about the sad look on my face must have gotten to him. Soon, he bent over the chair and invited me to give it a go.

With plenty of lube, I slowly entered him. He took it quite well and soon I was fucking like crazy. He was very tight and it felt great. After ten minutes I seeded his arse. Steve then pushed my body down and started face fucking me. He was rougher than usual and mercilessly skull-fucked me. I was paying quite a price for the favour he had shown. Soon, he came down my throat, after which a stream of piss followed.

Saturday afternoon had been selected for the first coming together of the ‘fantastic six’ at Jeff and Joe’s house. All the food had been pre-prepared and we would eat at seven p.m. We arrived after two p.m. and were soon all standing around and chatting in the nude. All the guys, excluding Tank and me, were smoking. We were all drinking beer, a beverage I had now taken wholeheartedly to. My father and Steve were very impressed with Tank’s fat cock, which they were seeing for the first time. Tank had also really come out of his shell and his former awkwardness was no longer evident. After an hour we all moved off to the barn.

The ground-sheet was on the floor as always, but two mattresses were now wrapped in the black plastic cover. Tank and Joe both lay down on their backs on either mattress. Dad and I were told to lower ourselves onto their cocks facing away from either man. Once we had impaled ourselves we both lay back on their bodies, secured tightly with Joe and Tank’s arms around us. Jeff then moved between Joe and my legs, and Steve between Tank and my father’s legs. Steve started pushing his cock into my dad next to Tank’s cock, and Jeff did the same to me next to Joe’s cock. Dad started groaning, and I started grunting. Once all four men were all in, they started thrusting into dad and me. Steve, true to form, began verbally abusing dad.

Jeff soon joined in and was quickly followed by Tank, who took to the verbal abuse ritual wholeheartedly. The noise was deafening and the two horses that were in their stalls on the far side of the barn even joined in. After ten minutes, Steve and Jeff decided to swap sides. After a while, Joe, Jeff, and Steve started unloading their spunk. After Jeff and Steve pulled their cocks out of my father and me I got lifted up off Joe. Tank, however, was not yet finished. He rolled dad around onto his stomach and started really pounding into my father. As Tank speared dad for the next few minutes, the other men stood around me for their cock cleaning ceremony.

When Tank was about to shoot he moved up over dad’s torso, and shot his load all over my father’s head and into his mouth. He must have saved himself the previous day because he blasted the biggest load that any of us had ever seen. I scooted over to my dad and started licking his face, before cleaning Tank’s cock. After finishing my cleaning obligations I was rewarded with piss from all the men.

Next, we all stood around talking among ourselves. The beers flowed as the men smoked. After twenty minutes, we all helped to clean up our mess. The two mattresses were put upright against a wall in a corner of the barn, and the ground-sheets were rolled up and placed next to the mattresses.

On the other side of the barn, there was a wooden structure. Two thick poles held up a wooden crossbar covered with thickly padded leather. This structure stood about a meter away from the wall and about four-feet high. Jeff moved over to the structure before placing both hands on the padded crossbar, and Steve was asked to join him. As we all watched, Steve started lubing up his right hand and arm.

Steve began fingering Jeff’s arse. One, two, three, and then four fingers worked their way into Jeff’s backside. His thumb then followed as Steve’s entire hand entered Jeff’s arse. As Steve commenced turning his hand to and fro Jeff really began to groan. Steve then pushed his arm up further and further, before punch-fucking Jeff vigorously. Tank was practically pissing himself with excitement. He begged Steve to let him join in. Joe nodded his approval before Tank moved forward. Tank greased up his hand and arm as Steve moved aside.

Tank’s hand and arm were much larger than Steve’s and Jeff really howled as Tank went to town. Tank kept this up for a few minutes before removing his arm from Jeff’s arse. All our eyes were spinning with horniness before Tank pushed me towards the padded crossbar. Placing my hands on the bar I felt Tank’s cock enter me a second later. Steve did the same with my father who took up station next to me. Steve and Tank went totally ballistic hammering into my dad and me. Because of all the sexual intensity they did not last long before unloading into us. They were then replaced by Jeff and Joe. Jeff pounded me as Joe fucked dad. They also did not last long before climaxing.

We all walked into the house shortly afterwards. As I walked my mind was flooded with the events of the previous month. I giggled to myself thinking about what my mother would make of my new life.

***

I attended an agricultural college the following year. The college was about one hundred miles away from home and I would spend most weekends at home. Tank continued living with Jeff and Joe, and Steve with my father. Our combined sexual activities were wonderful and continued to enrich our lives. Weekends were always party-time.

Dad and Steve really hit it off very well and were like a married couple. Tank and Joe were also becoming very close and became the second couple. I would spend most of my time with Jeff on weekends from college. Jeff and I formed the third couple. Sexually I had always found Jeff and Steve the most exciting of all the guys. Maybe it was because I liked their grungy side.

At nineteen, I finally got fisted by Steve. It was really intense, but fortunately, no punching was involved. I regularly fisted Jeff who just loved it. He also eventually started fisting me during my college years.

The incredible work that Steve was doing on our small-holding was extended to Jeff and Joe’s plot. During this period dad and Jeff also bought the land that belonged to the old couple to our left. Our combined crops and increased number of animals were soon producing a very good income. The meat and produce from our small-holdings was not only sold in grocery stores in our town, but the neighbouring town’s as well. Dad continued working in the warehouse and Jeff took care of his general dealership in town. Joe and Steve worked the land, and Tank became the best auto mechanic in town.

***

Nate, short for Nathaniel, was my roommate at college. He was a very strange guy. He was six-foot-one tall and had a stocky wrestler’s build. Although not the hairiest man, he had the hairiest arse I had ever seen. He had a very stern expression at all times and was quite dour. If dark haired Neanderthal men turned you on, then he would be referred to as good looking. Nate had large smelly feet and rough sweaty hands. Nobody ever visited our dorm as a result of his poor personal hygiene. He was totally lacking in social grace and was also quite a pig. I was his only friend at college. Given my past, that did not bug me at all.

Early on at college Nate was known as the one date wonder. Only the ugly girls went out with him. Alas, that only lasted for one date. As a result, he confessed to me that he had never had sex with anyone.

Nate’s cock was longer than any of the guys back home and was almost as thick as Tank’s knob. He was uncut and his foreskin extended beyond the head of his dick by an inch. When erect, his cock stood straight up, almost touching his body. Apart from being very veiny, his cock was extremely dark.

Nate came from an ultra-religious family and his dad was a real bastard. There were clear marks on his back from the whippings he took. His dad would beat his mom and sisters as well, but reserved his real rage for his son.

After six months at college, he and I got drunk one evening and started wrestling when we got back to our dorm. I could clearly feel him rubbing his hard cock up against me. This wrestling became a regular thing and often I would see wet stains in front of his pants after we had finished. The wrestling eventually escalated into me sucking his cock one evening. He barely spoke to me for a week after that. Next, he took to constantly punching my arms.

After a month I had had enough and told him I was going to ask to be moved to another room. He begged me not to. That’s when I then sat him down and lay down the law. After that, things improved and soon I could barely keep him off me. Next, he started fucking me anally. He had the most unbelievable libido and one Sunday fucked me eight times. He also took to the sexual cleaning etiquette wholeheartedly.

After three years we graduated and I thought I would not see Nate again. Nate and I had become very close towards the end of our college days. Given his background, however, I felt that a continuation of our relationship was all a pipe dream.

Amazingly, six months after we finished college he arrived at Jeff’s place. He had told his dad to go to hell and was disowned. Jeff took him in and he turned out to be a really great asset on the farms. Dad and Jeff had bought three more small-holdings in my final year at college, and we needed all the help we could get.

Nate moved into the room with Jeff and me and loved our approach to sex. We formed a very contented trio. Nate also got on well with all the other guys and our partying continued for many happy years. The best aspect of the overall sexual approach to what had now become the ‘fantastic seven’ was that there was never any jealousy. If you wanted to have sex with anyone, or they with you, you simply did so.