By John Valjean
Text copyright © 2019
John Valjean
All Rights Reserved
Disclaimer: This book contains sexually explicit material and profanity. Please do not read further if these things offend you. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intentional.
PK ЛX content02.htmlRyan Jacobs was ready to go home after working with his father and uncle at the family catering business. It wasn’t that Ryan didn’t enjoy his first busy week on the job, smiling pleasantly at potential clients who treated him like something stuck to the bottom of their shoe (those were the good ones), it was that he was climbing the walls to get a start on his birthday celebration with his friends later that evening. This was the day that the teenager finally turned eighteen and he was looking forward to a long night of laughing and drinking with his friends at Samantha Tam’s house.
Being in an enclosed office space for forty hours over the past week, with no windows or ability to see the gorgeous Southern California sun, was more taxing than Ryan expected. “The area’s so dead,” he told his father, Griffin, after the first day. Barrett Jacobs, Ryan’s uncle, explained that this was why they got such a great deal on the office space. The new landlord was going after new renters in the industrial park, but for now, Jacobs Catering was the lone client on the empty lot.
“You did a good job this week,” Barrett said, patting his nephew on the back.
“Thanks,” Ryan said. “I didn’t lose my cool. Dad said that was the most important rule when working with customers.”
“Making them feel welcome,” Griffin said as he walked into the room. “That’s the key. We have to make them feel as though their special day—“
“…is our special day,” Ryan continued for his father. “That’s right.”
Ryan smiled as his father walked him through his ten commandments of customer service again, something he did perhaps too often. Ryan was kicking himself for forgetting the first commandment, but the teenager didn’t mind listening to his father talk. Or watching the man for that matter.
The young man had a secret: he was gay.
Looking back, Ryan was attracted to members of the same sex from a very early age. But there was something about older men that the teenager found irresistible. He didn’t understand his infatuation at first, but during middle school and high school, he devised a multitude of ways to spend time with the more mature, attractive male teachers on campus. He wasn’t aware if these men knew that merely being in his presence enticed the lad. It was something the boy slowly began to comprehend as he grew older.
Only recently had Ryan begun to expand his fantasies to the more forbidden. Ryan had been reading incest erotica with more regularity of late, which bred his fascination for performing unspeakable acts on the two brawny men.
Anonymous men Ryan has found online have egged him on to do something about his attraction, exacerbating the teen’s cravings. Ryan wasn’t confident if these men had his best interest at heart or if they just wanted to hear crude stories about him having sex with his relatives. Several of the contacts he’d made mentioned that they had ongoing relationships with family members, but there was an air of falsehood to most of their stories. Still, Ryan was masturbating with extraordinary regularity about getting fucked by his father and uncle.
Other than being blood relatives, there wasn’t much Ryan could find wrong with the two men. Griffin was in his late forties, but his prematurely gray hair and beard made him look a bit older. His physique, on the other hand, was something else altogether. Ryan’s father woke up to go to the gym every morning, and his muscled frame demonstrated his commitment. Similarly, Uncle Barrett practically burst from his clothing. The confirmed bachelor was in his early thirties and still retained his boyish face and wavy chestnut locks. Ryan found that he was either staring into his uncle’s soulful hazel eyes or peering down at Barrett’s ample chest. Customers couldn’t help but swoon when the uncle came to assist them with their orders.
“Big plans tonight, birthday boy?” Barrett asked in a kind, deep tone, squeezing his nephew on the shoulder.
“Um, hanging out with friends and stuff later tonight,” Ryan answered.
“And no drinking,” Griffin warned.
“Yeah, you don’t want your dad on your ass, do you?” Barrett laughed swatting his nephew on the bottom.
Ryan sported an instantaneous boner. He wanted both men on his ass. Having his handsome uncle touching him was too much for his cock to bear. The teenager tried to put any devious thoughts out of his mind, fighting the urge to inhale any more of his uncle’s masculine aroma.
“I guess we’d better close up for the night,” Griffin said. “We don’t want you to be late for all that fun.”
Just as Griffin finished his sentence, a strikingly handsome man walked into the shop; he was sandy-haired, wearing a tight t-shirt and dark pants. “I hope I made it in time,” the man said with a warm Southern drawl. “I guess I got caught up in traffic.”
“We were just about to close for the weekend,” Griffin said. “But we have a website if you want to send us a message. We’d be happy to get you a quote after you fill out a short form about your event.”
“Darn,” the man said. “Back home, there was a lady name Maella who made the best pies in town. Fruit, cream, savory, you name it. People lined up around the block for a piece of one of the flakiest, most buttery pies you ever tasted. She didn’t close her door to customers until the line was gone. That’s the thing about Californians that boggles my mind. You have a reputation for great service, but I’m used to a little more hospitality.”
“It’s just that it’s my son’s birthday and he has plans,” Griffin responded, using his most considerate tenor. “Let me give you my number, and I’ll be happy to call you over the weekend.”
“Mmmmm-mmm… that’s a little better, I suppose,” the man said. “Still, not quite to Maella’s standards, if I’m being honest with you.”
Four more men walked in behind the man, all with varying massive, muscular builds. Ryan thought they looked like military men. Two were in tank tops; they were both brunettes, one was clean-shaven, and the other wore a beard. An African American man with arms like tree trunks was the fourth person to step into the office, followed by a redhead with a camouflage t-shirt. They all appeared to be in their early thirties, except for the ginger, Ryan figured; he couldn’t have been more than twenty-five. All of them were intimidating, filling the air with a disquieting sense of trouble.
“Gentlemen, we’re closed,” Barrett said. His voice shook when he spoke, revealing his uneasiness. “We’ll be open again on Monday at eight o’clock in the A.M. Sorry.”
“They’re with me, Barrett,” the first man said.
Barrett looked confused. “How did you know my name?” he asked.
“You must have introduced yourself when I first came in,” the man answered.
“I… I don’t think so,” Barrett replied.
“Griffin, didn’t Barrett introduce himself?” the man asked. There was something sinister in the man’s eyes. “Ryan? Did you hear your uncle Barrett introduce himself?”
“Okay, guys,” Griffin said. “Whatever game you’re playing isn’t working. None of us have told you our names, and I think it would be better if you left.” The men stood still, staring the father down. “I mean it, guys. Now!”
“We’ll leave, Griffin,” the man said. “But first we have something for your boy. Cutter.” The redhead handed a small pink bakery box to the man, which he then put in front of Ryan. “Go ahead, open it.”
Ryan lifted the top of the box and then looked to his father and uncle. “It’s a cake,” he said.
“You’re welcome,” the man laughed. “These boys and their social graces, I’m telling you. Go ahead, Ryan. Let ‘em know what it says.”
“It says, ‘Happy Birthday from your new buddies, Duke, Hawk, Clutch, Doc, and Cutter,’” Ryan read from the cake before looking at his equally puzzled father.
“We ran out of room,” the man said. “We were going to add, ‘thanks for all the fun’ or something to that effect. Since you didn’t ask, I’m Duke. Boys?”
The rest of the men introduced themselves. Hawk was the brunette, Clutch was the man with the beard, the African American guy was Doc, and Cutter was the redhead. Ryan could see his father pressing the security alarm from behind the counter. The teenager breathed a sigh of relief because he knew that meant the police would arrive in under ten minutes.
“Guys, I need you to leave,” Griffin said.
“But we’re just in the middle of the first party game,” Duke said.
“What game?” asked the father.
“The one where you finally realize that button you’ve been pushing was disconnected before you got to work this morning,” Duke replied. “Now, who’s ready for another game? Griffin… Barrett? Hmmm?”
“Guys… please,” Barrett said. “Let’s just stop, okay. If you came here to scare us, it’s worked. Is that what you wanted? We don’t have much cash on hand, but we’re willing to give you what you want.”
“Ahhh… I don’t think you are, Barrett,” Duke sneered. “But you will be. Okay, next game.” Duke pulled out his phone and dialed a number. Once his call was connected, he smiled before handing the phone to Griffin. “Okay, sir, tell me what you see.”
Griffin looked at the phone for a few moments and then looked up. He seemed petrified. “What is this?”
“You tell me, Griffin,” Duke replied.
“It’s my wife,” the father said. “She’s at home on the couch. Someone’s in there with her… taking a video.”
“That’s right,” Duke answered. “You win, Griffin! Lord, I knew you’d be good at this game! That’s my buddy, Scarlett. She is a real hoot, and I hope you get a chance to meet her one of these days. Anyway, she’s going to chill out at your place while we’re here. And if the police show up or anything happens to us, she’s going to play hangman with your wife. It’s a pretty quick game, and Scarlett never loses.”
“Dad… what are we supposed to… uh…” Ryan got out.
“What the fuck do you guys want from us?” Barrett yelled.
“First, we’re going to need everyone to settle down,” Duke answered. “Me and my boys went through a lot of trouble to make sure we had a fun time tonight. We want you fellas to have fun too. Okay?” Duke put his phone on a shelf against the wall, facing it toward the open office. “Scarlett’s got her eyes on us, okay? So no funny business or she’ll start a game with Mom that’ll be over faster than you can say, ‘HELP! POLICE!’”
“Guys… I don’t know what you have planned, but please let my boy go,” Griffin begged.
“The guest of honor?” Duke said. “I don’t think so. Griffin, call your wife and let her know that you’re going to be working late. Barrett, I already know you live alone.”
Griffin called Ellen and informed her that he had to finish some complicated contract work with Barrett and wasn’t sure what time he would get home. After his convincing story, Duke congratulated him and then collected the phones from all three hostages, handing them to Cutter. Ryan was shivering, scared as to what could happen next.
“Okay, men,” Duke said. “Enough yammering. This party is ready to start! Gentlemen, come out from behind the counter. Get undressed.”
“You’re kidding,” Barrett said.
“Barrett… Ellen,” Griffin said.
“Okay, okay,” Barrett replied.
The three men came from behind the counter and slowly undressed down to nothing for their captors. The father and uncle revealed their chiseled, hairy frames, letting their flaccid eleven-inch cocks hang between their mammoth legs. Ryan was in excellent shape as well, but he still didn’t have much hair on his young body.
“My, oh my, fellas,” Duke said, admiring the Jacobs men. “We hit the fucking jackpot with these studs. Okay, Ryan… you’re on. Show us what you can do.”
“What are you talking about?” Ryan asked.
“We want to watch you suck your uncle and daddy off,” Duke replied. “Go on.”
Ryan looked at his father and uncle and then back at Duke. “I… I can’t… please…”
“Scarlett…?” Duke called out, turning to the phone on the shelf.
“Son… son, it’s okay,” Griffin said.
“See, boy?” Duke said. “Daddy, can’t wait to have his boy choking on that slab of meat! Go on now.”
Ryan got on his knees in front of his father and lifted his hand to the massive cock staring him in the face. “It’s okay son,” Griffin repeated. Ryan wrapped his lips around his father’s cock, and measuredly took a little bit at a time. The teenager started to gag, not sure if he was able to manage his way around the intimidating appendage.
“Cutter, give Ryan a hand,” Duke said. “Listen up, boy, and take plenty of notes. You’re about to learn from the best.”
The redhead walked over and got on his knees next to Ryan, pulling Griffin’s cock from the son’s mouth. “Okay, watch. You have to relax, or you’ll never make your way down,” Cutter said, moving onto Griffin’s shaft and taking it to the base. The redhead moved his head back and forth, swaying from side to side as he handled the formidable cock with ease. “Now you try it,” he said, pulling off of the glossy dick and pointing it toward the teenager.
Again, Ryan got his lips around his father’s long shaft, moving down the beast but still struggling. While the teenager concentrated on blowing his father, Cutter gave continuous feedback, schooling the young man in the nuances of adequately servicing an extraordinary dick. “Listen to him, boy! You need to listen!” Duke yelled anytime he thought Ryan wasn’t paying close enough attention. After almost fifteen minutes of constant coaching, Ryan was no longer gagging on his father’s cock.
“Daddy, you’re boy’s catching on fast,” Duke called out. “Fellas, I don’t think Daddy heard a thing I said. Just look at how much he’s enjoying that blowjob.”
Ryan looked up and saw that Griffin had his eyes closed and was holding his hands on his hips. Out of the corner of his eye, the teenager could see that Barrett was trying to hide that his cock was hard. The uncle had one hand over his crotch but would grab it from time to time to stroke while he watched the father and son.
“How does it feel, Daddy?” Duke asked.
“Feels good,” Griffin responded.
“It sure looks like it does,” Duke said. “Ryan, how about you give your uncle some relief? He’s been watching and waiting patiently. Probably for years based on that boner.”
Moving from his father to his uncle, Ryan felt as though he had mastered some tricks in a short period. Barrett immediately grabbed the sides of his nephew’s head and started pumping his cock forward. “Oh… oh God… fuck… unnngh… that feels so good,” the uncle grunted, barely in control of himself.
The men started hooting and hollering for Ryan’s uncle to be more aggressive with his nephew. Ryan was able to keep up with Barrett’s pace, but only by a hair. The uncle put his arm around his older brother to steady himself, but Griffin looked uncomfortable.
“How about you boys kiss?” Duke asked even though it was obviously a command.
Barrett went straight in for his brother and planted a kiss on Griffin’s lips. As Ryan sucked his uncle off, he looked up and watched the scene unfold above him. Griffin wasn’t as willing to jump into the fire as his brother, but eventually, he brought his hand to his brother’s face during their ravenous lip lock.
“See, fellas,” Duke said. “They just needed a little inspiration.”
Ryan switched from his uncle to his father, and then back again, jacking one cock off while he pleasured the other. The brothers made out in a way that made Ryan suspicious of their past while he slobbered on both of their tools. While the teenager was troubled from the position in which he had found himself, cum nevertheless leaked from the tip of his excited dick.
“Ohhhh… oh fuck… I’m gonna cum,” Barrett cried out, pointing his cock at Ryan’s face. Semen splattered across the teenager’s face like a cracked egged, landing mainly on the young man’s innocent face. “Clean it off,” Barrett said under his breath, pressing his member against his nephew’s lips to drink any droplets of semen it might have contained.
A grunting came from Ryan’s left side. The teenager turned his head in time to catch most of Griffin’s spunk in his open mouth. Ryan couldn’t demonstrate any discipline as he immediately dove upon the cock that made him, clearing it of any juices that didn’t make it onto the young man’s overworked tongue.
“Perfect, boy,” Duke said, grabbing Ryan by the arm and pulling him to his feet. “I think you’re good and ready to please some real men! Take a seat, you two!”
During Ryan’s sex show with his father and uncle, Duke and his men had gotten undressed. The group’s leader instructed Griffin and Barrett to sit in the waiting area a few feet from where the two were standing. Ryan found himself on his knees in front of a line of naked men holding onto their engorged cocks. It occurred to the teenager that Duke had him hone his skills before moving onto the main attraction: the intruders.
“That was the warm-up round, boy,” Duke said, pulling Ryan onto his ten-inch cock. “There you go… now let’s see how you fare handling customers with more discriminating tastes.”
The group’s leader slammed his cock inside the teenager’s mouth, letting his balls slap hard against Ryan’s chin. But the young man kept his cool. He had four more boners waving his way, so this was no time to panic. The grasp Duke had on Ryan’s head was uncomfortable, and the man would intermittently give the teenager’s head a rugged shake. Ryan thought Duke was trying to rattle him, but he maintained his focus on his violator’s fat dick.
“Shit, boy,” Duke growled. “You brought it, didn’t you?”
Duke slapped the teenager across the face, but Ryan went on as though nothing had happened. Then he spat on the teenager, right in the eyes. Ryan could tell that the man was desperate to get under his skin, but he responded by increasing the affection of his blowjob and playing with Duke’s balls while he swallowed the cock. Ryan looked into the man’s eyes and persisted.
“Come on, boy,” Duke barked, grabbing a fistful of the teenager’s hair and pulling his head back. “Take my fucking load!”
Gobs of warm cum fell upon Ryan’s face and into his mouth. Duke pressed his half-erect cock across the teenager’s cheeks, lips, and forehead, smearing the semen until Ryan’s face was blanketed. The teenager jerked away and cleared much of the cum from his eye sockets in an attempt to see his surroundings again.
“Daddy… Uncle Barrett!” Duke said. “Come over here!” The men got up from their chairs and walked over. “This boy has an innate ability to suck cock. You men ever go down on another guy before?” Griffin and Barrett looked at each but didn’t say a word. “I thought so. Get down there and clean off your boys’ face. Both of you.”
Griffin and Barrett got to their knees and lapped up Duke’s cum from Ryan’s flush face. Duke wasn’t satisfied though. “I want to see more tongue from you, boy,” Duke ordered. “Kiss ‘em… kiss ‘em both!”
It was as though the three Jacobs men were alone as they put their inhibitions aside to clean Duke’s full load from Ryan’s face. Ryan was practically playful with his father and uncle, kissing them and grabbing their pecs while they tasted the sadistic leader’s jism. All three men grabbed hold of their cocks while they made out, stroking them all slowly and making no secret that they had become aroused. Ryan wished that he could be alone with his father and uncle, enjoying the probing of one another’s bodies in a more intimate setting.
“Okay, boy,” Duke said. “You’ve got four fellas waiting to see if you can handle them.” Ryan crawled to the next man in line and was faced with Doc’s immense foot-long cock. The teenager took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and got started. “I want to see you two suck each other off,” Duke barked at the brothers.
As Ryan worked his way down Doc’s rod, which felt akin to engulfing a large baguette, he couldn’t help but look over to find his father and uncle falling to the floor in a sixty-nine position. Had they done this before, the teenager wondered? Suddenly a flood of memories and strange occurrences began spilling across Ryan’s mind. Like the time he came home sick from school and found Uncle Barrett racing down the hall in a pair of boxers and nothing else.
“Look at me, kid,” Doc growled. “Don’t mind what those two faggots are going on about over there.”
Doc’s hands came down upon Ryan’s shoulders as he pumped his hips forward, forcing his the teenager upon the monstrous dick. The man was extremely animated, huffing and wailing throughout the blowjob. His hands continuously moved around Ryan’s head while he fucked the young man’s face. Ryan feared Doc’s penis the moment he caught sight of it but engulfing it filled him with confidence that he could take the rest of the men on if that was indeed the plan.
“There you go, boy!” Doc said, his hand gripping Ryan’s head more firmly. “Mmmmm… yeah… not everyone has an easy time with my dick, boy… oooohhh fuck! Red, you taught him well!”
Speedy, warm squirts of seed shot into Ryan’s mouth while it was being outstretched by Doc’s tool. Ryan swallowed it all, trying not to cough in the process. When he finished, he opened his mouth and slapped the cock against his tongue.
“Somebody’s proud of himself,” Doc laughed. “Your other hole is gonna get the real workout.”
Was Doc serious? Ryan didn’t have time to dwell on those final words from the man with the uncomfortably large dick.
“Get over here, kid,” Hawk scowled, taking Ryan by the arm.
This member of the team, though silent through most of the encounter, seemed the most sadistic. Hawk turned Ryan around and pressed him against the wall before sinking his cock into the teenager’s mouth and holding it in place for almost a minute at a time. The man wouldn’t pull away until Ryan started coughing and his cock was covered in thick strands of the teenager’s saliva.
Hawk bent over to lick up the spit that began to drip in large volumes from the young man’s face. Hawk seemed to see it as an accomplishment that he could make the teenager gag on his ten-inch shaft. When it was time for Hawk to climax, he insisted on shooting his spunk on the side of Ryan’s face before licking it up and then spitting it into Ryan’s mouth like a bird feeding its young.
The entire time this was happening, Ryan could hear his father and uncle going down on each other. Duke was offering plenty of colorful commentaries, which made Ryan want to turn and watch the two, but he was fearful of infuriating any of his captors.
To Ryan, Clutch was the most handsome of the group. His dark beard and slight coat of hair on his chest and stomach made the man look like a younger version of Ryan’s father. Using that as motivation, the teenager felt himself getting into the blowjob more than with the previous three men. He worked the cock at a deliberate pace and even teased the man’s thick ballsack, causing Clutch to let out an extremely gratified moan.
“Fuck, I want to take this kid home with me,” Clutch sighed as Ryan pulled back slowly along the man’s eleven inches.
Clutch went as far as having Ryan stand to his feet to suck the teenager off as a show of appreciation, but Duke quickly stopped that from continuing. Ryan was forced back to his knees to take a mouthful of Clutch’s thick seed. The man leaned down and made out with Ryan before passing him on to Cutter.
The rest of the men were invested in watching Griffin and Barrett, so Cutter lay Ryan upon the floor and knelt over him, pointing his eleven-inch cock at the teenager’s face. “Take it, bro… yeah,” Cutter said, ramming his hips forward into Ryan’s mouth. “Fuck… look at you take that fucking cock… mmmmm… goddamn!”
With the speed Cutter was pumping the teen’s face, Ryan was surprised that he was able to control his throat enough to prevent gagging on the jumbo rod. He felt as though he could have remained in that position all day, retaking each of the men. That was the point when Ryan reminded himself of Doc’s comment about the teen’s tight hole. The men were waiting around to fuck Ryan.
Though Ryan wished over and over that Duke would let him go after Cutter’s orgasm, he was sure he was going to be ridden by most of these men, if not all. This was not how he wanted to lose his virginity. Or spend his birthday. To be fucked by five strangers while his father and uncle watched. He began to consider how he might plead to get out of the situation, but it seemed fruitless. There was no stopping where this train was headed.
“Oh… fuck… ah… ahhhhh fuck, bro, fuuuuuckk!” Cutter shouted, filling Ryan with his seventh load of the evening. The teenager polished the redhead’s cock, though there wasn’t much left that didn’t go down Ryan’s throat. “Damn, man… not bad at all.”
Ryan’s inclination was to say, “thanks,” which felt natural until he remembered the situation he was in with his father and uncle. The teenager sat up as soon as Cutter moved off of him and saw Griffin and Barrett making out with cum running down their chins. Ryan wasn’t aware if Duke directed them to do this or not. If so, they did not appear too bothered by what was happening, which caused Ryan’s cock to stir.
“Good boy,” Duke said, lifting the teenager back to his feet. “You missed the show your daddy and uncle put on.” Duke wiped a droplet of cum from Ryan’s lips and sucked it from his fingers. “Mmmmm… I guess you were preoccupied though.”
Duke brought Ryan over to a table where his father and uncle would typically sit with clients to go over plans and to sign contracts. The man pushed the teenager over the top, onto his stomach. Duke’s hands ran across the young man’s lower back until he reached the buttocks, where he held on tight and spread the asscheeks apart.
“Damn,” Duke purred. “The mother lode. Look at that cherry, fellas. Just waiting to be introduced to beefy cock. I’m so fuckin’ hard.”
A finger ran down the teenager’s taint, taking its time before reaching the bunghole, where it stopped. The only sound Ryan could hear was Duke’s animalistic snarls. The wet finger pressed in hard, causing the teenager to let out a loud gasp.
“Stop!” Griffin called out.
“Afraid I can’t, Daddy,” Duke said.
The leader gave a hard slap to Ryan’s ass again, but this time when Duke parted the asscheeks, his tongue sank into the asshole. A deep exhale exited Ryan. His eyes rolled back, and he fought to hold back a moan. The sensation of the man’s tongue inside him was like nothing he had experienced before this night, but he was struggling to prevent showing any pleasure he was taking from Duke’s rim job.
“He’s loving it, boss,” Clutch said.
“Wait’ll he gets a cock in there!” added Doc.
Ryan finally let out a whimper, and then another. That grew into a cry of gratification until the room was filled with the teenager’s wails. He couldn’t help himself. Duke’s tongue darted inside of the young man rapidly before moving around his asshole, massaging the sensitive area and ultimately arousing the young man. Ryan kept his eyes closed because he couldn’t bear to see his father and uncle watching him give in to the pleasure.
“Damn, that boy has a sweet cherry,” Duke said, finally coming up from Ryan’s hole. “Now we just have to decide who’s going to pop it. How ‘bout it, Dad? Ready for a tight relationship with your boy?”
“Fuck off,” Griffin spat.
“Okay, okay,” Duke replied. “I was trying to be cordial. Doc… let’s see how the boy is at handling twelve inches of Grade A cock!”
“Wait… wait…” Griffin shouted. “No… I’ll… I’ll do it.” The father got to his feet and walked behind his son. “Goddamn you.”
“Daddy, you’re about to have a blast,” Duke assured. “Come on, Uncle Barrett. Fill the boy’s mouth while Daddy fucks him.” The burly uncle got to his feet, moving sheepishly in front of the teenager with his enormous boner pointing at Ryan’s face. “Barrett, you’re a good actor. I almost buy that you don’t want to fuck this kid’s throat. Almost.”
Ryan felt a cock pushing against his asshole and winced as it entered the tight virgin hole. “I’m sorry, son… so sorry,” Griffin whispered. The man took his time, moving inside the teenager a little more with every thrust. He continued apologizing as he increased his rhythm.
“Go ahead, Barrett,” Duke said. “Fuck the boy’s mouth.”
The uncle pushed his swollen head against the teenager’s lips, letting it move from side to side before Ryan parted them. Barrett drove his cock into the teenager’s mouth, letting it go most of the way in before pulling back. The uncle wasn’t taking the same amount of time to help Ryan adjust as Griffin was. Again, he grabbed the young man by both sides of his head and sped up, moaning as his cock banged the back of Ryan’s throat.
There wasn’t anywhere to move, pinned between almost two feet of cock. Ryan looked up and saw the pleased expression on his uncle’s face as he drilled the teenager's throat. As uncomfortable as it was to take his father’s fat cock at first, after about ten minutes of continuous plunging, the pain was beginning to subside.
“I think you’ve got yourself a real cock hound, Daddy,” Duke laughed. “I’ll bet you won’t be able to get him off your lap after this.”
A dribble of precum escaped from Ryan’s cockhead as it pressed against the table. He imagined what it would be like to slide down his father’s cock at home. Would Griffin be up for it? Maybe after the teenager’s mother went to bed, the father could walk down the hall and let himself into his son’s bedroom. The idea of being possessed by his father, in the quiet darkness of Ryan’s bedroom, excited the teenager.
Fingers ran up and down Ryan’s thighs, pressing into the skin forcefully. At first, Ryan was certain that it was Duke copping a feel while Griffin fucked the teenager, but it wasn’t. Ryan soon realized that the sensual touch was coming from his father; the man was feeling his son up while he screwed his boy. The men started their rants again, yelling things like, “Fuck him, Daddy!” and, “Yeah, get him good, Daddy!”
Both Griffin and Barrett were fucking Ryan so hard from both ends that the table was shaking from side to side the entire time. The teenager began feeling dizzy from the active banging of overly enthusiastic men. Ryan wasn’t sure for how long, but he passed out momentarily while his father and uncle were screwing him. When he awakened, the two men were still rocking their bodies inside the young man.
“Ahhh… oh, fuck…” Barrett called out before holding tighter to his nephew’s head. Cum splashed down Ryan’s throat while the stalky uncle trembled through his entire climax. “Oh… oh… shit… sorry, Ryan. I’m so sorry.”
“Like hell you are,” laughed Duke as Barrett stepped back and sat back down in one of the chairs, his beefy body glistening with perspiration.
Wrapping his arms around his son’s chest, Griffin whispered, “Son, please… I wish this weren’t…” while he fucked the young man.
“It’s okay, Dad,” Ryan replied, equally as quiet. And then, in a tone so soft that he wasn’t even sure his father could hear him, the teenager said, “I love it.”
Griffin transformed into a man possessed, fucking his teenage son with a ferocity that caused a few audible gasps in the room. Ryan had flipped a switch in the man. The father crashed hard against his son while he sprinted toward his next climax. Griffin grabbed hold of the side of the table and cried out at the top of his lungs, pouring his seed into the young man he helped bring into the world eighteen years ago on this very date.
“Talk about your big finishes,” Duke hollered. “Boy oh boy. Were any of you expecting Daddy to fuck his son like that? Damn, Daddy. You’d better take a seat and catch your breath. Uncle Barrett, you’re up.”
Barrett didn’t protest, practically jumping out of his chair with his cock already swollen again. He stopped and stood by the table, waiting for instruction from Duke, who looked around the room as if he was deciding where the uncle would fuck his nephew.
“You look like a strong fella,” Duke said. “I want to see you fuck him while he hangs onto you.”
Moments later, Ryan had his arms wrapped around his uncle’s neck, with his ass bouncing frenetically against the muscleman’s cock. Barrett buried his head against his nephew’s shoulder, kissing the young man’s flesh as he bucked his hips into the teenager. Barrett held Ryan’s legs up as they wrapped around the uncle’s midsection. It was clear to anybody who saw Barrett that the man was strong, but Ryan was taken aback by how easily his uncle was holding onto him while they fucked.
“You okay?” Barrett asked.
“Mmm-hmmm,” Ryan responded with a quick nod.
Barrett leaned his head closer to Ryan’s ear, so Griffin wasn’t able to see. “Can I go faster?”
“Mmm-hmmm,” Ryan replied.
Like Griffin before him, Barrett let his carnal nature take over. He grabbed his nephew by the thighs and started pulling the teenager down upon his near foot long cock with a staggering severity. The uncle stared into the young man’s eyes lustfully, as though he had long waited for this night to occur. Ryan could see that his uncle wanted him in a way that the man had never hinted at before this fleshly evening.
Ryan didn’t know what possessed him, but he leaned in and kissed his uncle. A small, but sensuous peck. Barrett returned the affection tenfold, propelling his tongue into his nephew’s mouth and kissing him with a mix of desire and rage. The man was filled with passion, Ryan thought. The teenager knew he would get a better taste of it after this night was over.
Barrett moved toward the wall and pressed his nephew against it, making out with him more affectionately before calling out, “Ohhhhh… oh fuck, Ryan… oh God… I’m going to fucking cum in that tight hole!” The uncle pressed his body snugly against his nephew’s, releasing his seed inside the teenager’s asshole. The two kissed, noisily smacking their lips together for a short while after the cum was emptied from Barrett’s balls.
“Down, boy, down,” Duke said, pulling Ryan from his uncle. “Damn, I don’t know who fucked this boy harder, the uncle or the daddy. What do you say, fellas?” There were three votes for Barrett and two for Griffin. “I’d watch your boy around that brother of yours, Daddy,” Duke laughed.
The handsome predator carried the teenager back to the table and sat him down. Ryan looked over at the group of men, all four of them stroking their shafts and anxious for their turn. Ryan wanted to tell them to stop, but he wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of knowing that they had broken him.
“You’re looking a little haggard, boy,” Duke said, holding Ryan by the chin and looking him in the eyes. “Hmmm… you’ve been giving a hundred and ten percent with us so far, but I have a feeling you’re not up for taking five more cocks inside you. I think I know what we can do.”
After some conferring with the others, Duke and the men had agreed as to which of them would fuck Ryan. They were able to narrow it down to three of them, and the two who were left out accepted the concession. Cutter was on the floor, eating out Barrett and Clutch had Griffin leaning over a chair where he rimmed the father.
“You lucked out, boy,” Duke said to Ryan. “A few of my fellas are into older men more than a cute piece of ass like you. I hope you don’t mind watching your daddy and uncle getting violated while we do the same to you?”
Hawk was the first one up, slamming his cock into Ryan as soon as he moved behind him. The man was the only one in the group who appeared to want to make the experience entirely miserable for the teenager. Ryan was almost satisfied the man was going first, just to get him out of the way.
Dropping to his knees, Duke crouched below the table to work Ryan’s cock, which he sucked whole. The group’s leader sucked with experience, just as when he licked Ryan into submission before the teenager got fucked. The older man ran his tongue up and down the leaking shaft, paying particular attention to the nutsack, which was ready to explode.
“Damn, kid… you’re still so fucking tight!” Hawk roared, drilling his tool into the teenager. “Shit… guys, he’s tighter than those brothers we had last week!”
“You asshole,” Doc said. “You’re just trying to make me jealous!”
“Dude, I’m not kidding,” Hawk said. “I can barely pull my cock outta this one!”
As Doc and Hawk snipped at each other, Duke maintained the grip his mouth had on Ryan’s shaft. The teenager felt his pulse racing faster and let out a squeak before several robust gasps. His cock burst a significant helping of cum; so much so that Ryan thought he might be urinating in Duke’s mouth before he was done. That was not the case though, and Duke consumed all of the former virgin’s jizz.
“Delicious,” Duke said, caressing the teenager’s calf as he suckled the young man’s cockhead.
Grabbing Ryan by the shoulders, Hawk was preparing his climax. “Yeah, boy… oh yeah… gonna spill my load in that tight fuckin’ ass!” The man collapsed on top of the teenager and filled Ryan’s anus. “Fuck, kid… damn. Don’t know if I’m gonna be able to leave without fucking you again.”
“Get offa him,” Doc grumbled, pulling the bearded man off of the teenager. “I think you’re stretched out enough for this, kid.” Doc slapped what felt like a large tube of salami against Ryan’s asscheek.
The teenager saw stars as soon as the African American’s wide twelve-inches skewered him. It felt like he was sliding down a broad pipe that had no end. Ryan brought his head up from the edge of the table and stared at the ceiling with his mouth agape. This was not going to be easy.
With Doc on top of him, Ryan looked forward and found Cutter and Clutch had moved their victims to their knees. The men were going to both be fucked doggy style on the floor. The sexy redhead pressed his cock up to Barrett asshole; the uncle clenched his teeth in anticipation. Cutter’s long rod disappeared quickly, but Barrett’s face wasn’t as pained as Ryan was expecting. The teenager suspected that this was not the first occasion that his uncle had a penis in his asshole.
However, Griffin was not having as easy a time with Clutch’s rod, which was buried in the father’s muscled ass. The father’s face was tight with pain, and his hands were grasping the carpet as though he were about to pull it up. “Fuck… ungh… slow down… it’s been a while… uh… slow down…” Griffin muttered. Ryan’s ears perked up, and he immediately ignored the sensation of Doc’s gargantuan cock stretching out his anal cavity.
Cutter was bouncing fast on top of Barrett, with his arm around the uncle’s full chest. The young redhead leaned forward and began to kiss the man; Barrett opened his mouth to let Cutter’s tongue brush against his while they fucked. Whatever Barrett was doing was pushing the redhead’s buttons because Cutter began plowing the uncle mercilessly, causing an earth-shattering echo through the office.
“Uncle Barrett’s having a blast, isn’t he?” Duke said. “Can’t say the same for Daddy, though.”
Griffin had his head down below his shoulders as though he was waiting for Clutch to finish. Clutch was practically moseying compared to Cutter. The brunette was screwing his muscle-bound silver fox at a methodical pace, savoring the tight asshole enveloping his cock.
“Come on, Daddy,” Clutch said. “Ride it… oh yeah… ride that cock, Daddy… fuuuuckk… that kid can’t be as tight as his old man!”
“Not after… ungh… I’m done with him,” Doc grunted, thrashing his dick into the teenager.
The sheer power Doc employed while tearing into Ryan was getting to be too much for the young man, so he put his head down and closed his eyes. Doc didn’t slow himself. The teenager waited a few minutes before looking up again, only to see his father and uncle making out as they got fucked face to face by Clutch and Cutter.
“Whoa, fellas,” Duke said. “Who asked ‘em to do that? Daaaaaammmn, boys… wish I was part of this family!” Duke gave a pinch to Ryan’s cheek and added, “You’re one lucky kid, Ryan. Well, except for tonight, maybe.”
“Oh, fuck… ahhhh… oh… kid... love that ass!” Doc yelled, spilling his load inside the teenager’s battered hole. Ryan was sure he wasn’t going to be sitting for a few days.
“May I?” Duke asked behind the birthday boy.
“Help yourself,” Doc said, limping away with arms outstretched and looking as though he might need a nap.
Almost affectionately, Duke licked the cum from Ryan’s sensitive bottom. The leader of the group took his time on Ryan’s tender buttocks, quietly humming until all of the warm, dripping semen was gone. Duke gave a few soft pats to Ryan’s ass, lifted the teenager from the table, and turned him around so that they were facing each other.
“You’ve been through a lot tonight, birthday boy,” Duke said. “And I’m inclined to stop right now, but me and my boys kind of have this pact. We all gotta fuck or we don’t leave. I really don’t feel like changing the rules on the fly. Doc, would you pretty please hand me Cutter’s bag?”
Doc grabbed a small leather satchel from the pile of clothes on the floor and handed it to Duke. The group leader walked Ryan over to one of the seats where Griffin and Barrett took a break from the action. Duke sat in the chair and brought Ryan down upon his lap.
“Come here, boy,” Duke said, giving Ryan a wet kiss. The man was treating the teenager with intimacy, letting his large, manly hands explore Ryan’s body while they made out. “You’re such a good looking young man, Ryan. I hope you know we just wanted to have some fun with you. Do you think I’m a handsome guy too?”
“Yes,” Ryan replied.
“Then why don’t you touch me?” Duke asked. “Am I still scaring you?”
“No,” Ryan answered.
“Come on, Ryan,” Duke said. “Take it.” Ryan placed his hand around Duke’s cock and began to jack the man off. “Slower… slower. We’re not in any hurry. There… there you go. Mmmmmm… even after all that’s happened, you taste so innocent, boy.”
The young man and his captor kissed as though nobody else was present. Ryan could still hear his father and uncle being screwed by Cutter and Clutch, but he was caught up in what was happening with Duke. It was as though the man was trying to calm the teenager, and he could finally feel his pulse begin to slow. This was the most gentle and tender kiss the young man had ever received.
“I need to be inside you, Ryan,” Duke whispered between kisses. He took hold of Ryan’s cock, which was fully erect. “I need to get off. Is that okay, Ryan? I can make the experience feel better. Would you like that?”
Ryan nodded.
Duke reached for Cutter’s bag and pulled out a tiny bottle and removed the cap. The room filled with a strong chemical scent. The group’s leader brought the open bottle up to Ryan’s left nostril and said, “Close your other nostril and inhale as hard as you can.” Ryan did as he was instructed and breathed in deep through his nose. “Good boy!” Duke exclaimed.
Everything became unfocused, and Ryan felt as though he might fall off of Duke’s lap, but the man had a firm grip on the teenager. Duke lifted Ryan and slid his cock right into his asshole and began fucking him forcefully, holding the teenager tight around his torso. Ryan tried to focus, but his head was spinning from the euphoric effects of what he inhaled.
Doc and Hawk came forward and started jacking off in front of Ryan as he bounced on Duke’s lap. He could hear everyone, but it was as though it was taking a few extra seconds to comprehend everyone’s voices. As hard as Duke was plowing his cock into the teenager, it wasn’t bothering him in the least. Ryan even went as far as to reach for his cock and start masturbating during the rough fuck he was receiving from Duke.
Ryan looked past the two men stroking their dicks and watched Cutter and Clutch climaxing over their open-mouthed victims. Cum splashed against the teenager’s chest, stomach, and thighs. He looked around, not sure where it came from at first, and then realized that Doc and Hawk were the ejaculators.
“Cum for me, boy,” Duke yelled as he propelled himself into the teenager’s body. “Ryan, baby, cum for me!”
Bouncing fast on Duke’s shaft, Ryan jacked himself off as he leaned back. Sweat poured from the young man’s smooth, tensed frame. A sense of shock swept across Ryan’s body as his cock erupted, shooting long gleaming strands of cum across his body. Stopping his hollering would have been impossible for the teenager, whose body was quaking from sheer pleasure.
“Good boy… yeah… you did good, Ryan,” Duke said, pulling the young man’s face back to kiss him.
As he started to come down from his high and become more alert to his surroundings, Ryan could feel Duke’s cum dripping from his asshole and down his thighs. The man must have climaxed while the teenager wasn’t fully aware of his surroundings. Duke ran his hands across Ryan’s cum-drenched stomach and chest while they made out.
“Well, fellas,” Duke said as he held onto the young man. “I think we’ve shown our boy here a good time, don’t you think?” The men laughed, offering their agreement as they ambled back to the pile of clothes they left near the door. “I guess we’re going to have to call it a night. I’m glad Scarlett didn’t have to harm… ahhh… play hangman tonight. I’ll let her know to head home after we’re safely out of sight.”
Duke got out of the chair and sat Ryan on the ground with his father and uncle. The men got dressed in a hurry, and Duke pulled his phone off of the shelf while the Jacobs men sat silent and looked blankly at one another.
“Well, Ryan,” Duke said as the men walked out of the office. “Happy Birthday, fella. We had a blast! Who knows, maybe we’ll see you next year!”
Once the door closed, Griffin held onto his son and apologized several times over. “Dad… Dad… I don’t blame you,” Ryan said. “They had Mom. It’s not your fault.” Ryan got up, limped over to his clothing, pulled his phone out of his pants, and texted his friend Samantha. “I let my friends know that I’m not coming over.”
“Did you tell them…” Barrett began.
“No,” Ryan said. “I just said I was sick and in bed.”
“Son…” Griffin said, walking to Ryan and putting his hand on his arm.
“I think we all need to go home and get some rest,” Barrett suggested, standing up and placing his hand on Ryan’s shoulder.
“I agree,” Ryan replied. He grabbed his father and uncle by their cocks. “But I think we should all go back to your place, Uncle Barrett.”
The brothers took Ryan back to his uncle’s apartment for a fitting birthday celebration.
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