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Subject: Story "Godson"
Date: Thu, 18 Aug 2005 12:33:49 -0700
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Godson
While they weren't particularly religious, Tim's parents still believed
in godparents and Tim's were his mother's aunt and his father's best
friend.
Uncle Fred, Tim's godfather, worked for the same company, cottaged on
the same island on the Canadian Shield, and was a widower with three
boys, the oldest two either side of Tim in birth dates. Scott, the
eldest, was a very sexual teenager and it was he who first helped Tim
grow into his gay identity.
While the cottage was in construction, the family had used a small
cabin in which to camp, and it was in this cabin that the boys slept
during the summer months. Because of space limitations in the first
year of construction, there was one bed in the boys' room, so it was
more of a platform than anything else. This made for raucous over
nighters with pillow and blanket fights.
Tim, 16, had just arrived from his home to stay for the summer of 79,
and he had raced over to his godfather's to check in with Scott, not
knowing that Scott had found out what his body was all about - and that
he was wanting to show his games to Tim.
The first night Scott, Ben (the second born), and Tim were in the cabin
when Ben, having lost a fight with his brother over the usual brother
stuff, left in a huff and ran into the cottage. Uncle Fred came out to
the cabin and told the boys that he didn't appreciate being woken by
Ben and that it was time to get to bed. He was in a short robe that
was barely tied together and Tim could see that his godfather had a
very hairy chest and a thick cock was peeking out of the robe's flaps.
Looking at Scott, on the sly, he noted that Scott was looking at his
dad, too. Uncle Fred shut the door and went back into the cottage.
Scott whispered to Tim that his dad didn't usually leave so abruptly
when these things happened; and, that, if Tim hadn't been there, he
probably would have stayed for awhile. Tim just kept thinking about
Fred's visit and what he'd seen. He was hoping that Scott wouldn't
notice his hard-on.
Scott tapped Tim's shoulder and said, "Hey, want to go for a walk?"
Tim, not sure about being out at this time of night, asked, "Is it OK
to go out? What if we're caught?"
Scott replied, "No big deal. It's late, the moon is only quarter and
Dad'll be asleep. Come on."
Tim, hoping that his hard-on wouldn't be noticed with his pajamas on,
agreed and hopped out of bed. When they opened the door, Tim realized
that Scott was butt naked and was looking at him over his shoulder,
"Get your pjs off, that's half the fun of going out like this!"
His cock finally having gone down Tim stripped off. Quietly shutting
the cabin door, they headed off to the beach on the property, knowing
that they could hang out without being heard or noticed.
Tim watched Scott's ass as he walked ahead. Tim had always idolized
Scott, joining cubs and scouts when he did, being active . . . if Scott
did it, Tim wanted to and usually did. Tim wasn't sure why he found
Scott's ass so interesting, nor did he know why Fred's body and cock
had produced the feelings in him that they had, but he didn't give it
too much thought and enjoyed the sight.
When they got to the beach, the quarter moon and the water of the
river, made it easier to see and Scott stopped suddenly, Tim banged
into him having not been paying attention to much else than the slow
gyrations of Scott's ass cheeks. Scott laughed and turned around,
grabbed hold of Tim and held him at arm's length.
"Look at you!" Tim gasped. "You're hard as a rock!"
"Yeah, and it feels so good. Now you know why I love to go for walks
at this time of night! You're not hard, though." And, reaching out
with his hands, he gently cupped Tim's balls in his left hand and
wrapped his right around Tim's cock.
Tim jumped. It felt so good to have Scott doing this, but why? He was
a guy. Tim's sex ed classes were clear that only men and women touched
each other.
Scott held onto Tim's balls and cock, gently stroking and fondling
them, and said, "Whoa, whoa . . . haven't you ever done this before?"
Tim shook his head. It was getting harder to stay standing. His knees
wanted to buckle under him. He just looked at Scott, watched his cock
bob up and down as he worked on Tim, not sure what to do.
"I learned how great it feels to have someone else do you over the
winter. Isn't it great?!?" Scott stopped moving his hands, gave Tim
one last caress and stood back.
Tim followed him. "No, don't stop! It feels awesome. Isn't this
wrong?"
Scott took Tim's hands and brought them up to his chest. Scott was
quite athletic and had an athlete teenager's body. His chest was
beautiful, soft yet hard and it had been Tim's envy, though his own
body was almost as built. Scott lead Tim's hands over his chest,
rubbing over the nipples, around the perimeter of the pecs and down
over his washboard tummy.
Tim couldn't believe this was going on. He realized that the feelings
that he had while seeing Scott and Fred naked were just lesser versions
of what he was feeling now. He had hardly drawn a breath since Scott
had taken his hands, he was so excited.
His intaking gasp startled Scott and he removed his hands from about
Tim's. Tim kept up his exploration and found that wonderful trail of
hair that lead from Scott's belly button down. Should he keep
following the trail?
Scott, realizing that Tim wasn't upset (but enjoying himself
immensely), pulled back and leaned against one of the boathouses. He
pulled Tim with him and asked if this was what he wanted. Tim, finally
able to make sense of what he'd been feeling for the last year, nodded
emphatically. He moved his hands onto Scott again and, starting at his
chest, explored the hard-muscled body further.
Tim wanted Scott to touch him again. As if he could read Tim's mind,
Scott pulled him to his body and mashed his stiffy against Tim's belly
as his legs captured Tim's cock. His hands moved down Tim's back and
cupped the ass he'd been wanting to handle since he'd realized that he
wanted Tim. Tim jumped when Scott's fingers ran down his crack and
tickled his hole.
"Ahhh! That tickles!" Tim laughed quietly. One of Scott's fingers,
wet from his mouth, started to rub Tim's hole, turning from a tickle to
a tease. "Ummm. Oh, wow. That's amazing! Isn't it supposed to be
dirty?"
Scott kept up his finger movements, told Tim that they'd both showered
before bed and that it wasn't dirty if you bathed regularly. "Doesn't
it feel wild? I've been wanting to do this for months."
"Really! Something's been going on for me, too, and this just caps
it." Tim's hands, his body against Scott's, were now bracing him from
the boathouse wall. Scott brought his head in, kissed Tim deeply ('Oh
my god, I can't believe I'm doing this . . . and, it feels so
gooooood!' thought Tim) and then told him that this was only the
beginning.
---
Laying on one of the beach towels that were kept in the boathouse Tim
found himself laying under Scott, legs wrapped around his waist,
running his hands over Scott's shoulders, back and butt. 'What a hard
ass he has,' Tim thought. 'I wonder if this feels as good to him?'
Tim's fingers managed to make their way into Scott's crack and, as if
to answer Tim's silent question, Scott shivered and drove his tongue
deeper into Tim's mouth and ground his cock harder onto Tim's stomach.
"Yesssssss!" seemed to be all Scott was capable of. Tim loved the
feeling of Scott between his legs as they wrapped around his waist.
'What comes next,' he wondered.
---
Tim found himself getting hotter and hotter . . . not quite able to
make a complete thought for himself . . . and, yet, something was
niggling in the back of his mind.
Snap!
Someone was watching! Scott hadn't noticed, and Tim only noticed
because he was so hyper aware of what was going on for himself.
'Please don't let it be my folks,' he silently prayed.
"Well, you boys seem to have managed to find something to do."
"Hi, Dad!!" Scott smiled at his father and said, " Just like you said,
Dad. He's really hot, too! Should we get up?"
"No, don't get up, son, Tim. I've been enjoying the show. "
Tim noticed, now that he'd managed to gather his wits, that Fred was no
longer wearing his robe. He was, in fact, sporting nothing but a
thick, long and hard cock, crowning a huge set of balls in a deep,
swinging, hairy sack. He rubbed his balls, gently tugging them, as he
tweaked one of his nipples. He started walking toward them.
Tim untangled himself and stared, helplessly, at the vision of his
godfather coming toward them . . . naked and obviously horny! 'I don't
believe it! He's even hotter than he was earlier,' thought Tim.
"Wh-wh-wh-what's happening?" gulped Tim. "I don't understand."
"Remember that I told you that I'd learned how much fun it is to have
someone else touching your cock? Well, Dad's the one who taught me.
I've been wanting to get you into this since I started. Dad's into
that, too. Are you willing to try it? It's really cool!"
Tim thought about it as Fred walked continued to walk toward him.
"Sure, if it's like it has been so far . . ."
Tim sat , watching Fred come closer, and realized that his erection was
just as hard as ever, showing no sign of softening.
"It gets much better, believe me. I think that we need to take care of
this situation, but not on the beach. Not tonight, not this way.
Let's go up to the cabin and work on this." Fred held his hands to the
boys, pulled them up and, holding their hands, led them up from the
beach.
---
Fred let the boys into the cabin and told them to get onto the sleeping
platform and lay down. He shut the door, locked it and knelt on the
platform, between the boys, facing them. Tim, still hard, wasn't too
sure what was going to happen now. It was nothing like he'd ever
dreamed would happen to him.
"Now, I want you to know that we won't hurt you. If you want to stop
at any time just say so." Tim relaxed somewhat and looked at Scott,
then back at Fred.
Fred then moved up the bed, closer to the boys, then reached out and
took a hand of each of them. He brought them up to his chest and said,
"This is what it feels like to rub a hairy chest. What do you think?"
The boys, in 7th heaven, started moving their hands on their own, each
exploring Fred as they'd wanted to since seeing him earlier. Their
hands worked their way to his nipples, hard and taut, "Roll them
between your fingers, pinch them, rub them." He gasped as the boys
paid him heed.
"I want you both to know, <gasp>, that this is entirely up to you if
you continue. I also want you to know that you're safe to explore
between yourselves all summer. I'll find a reason for Ben to sleep in
the cottage. Tim, you can stay with us all summer, if your folks are
OK with that." Tim couldn't believe his ears! Here was a grown man,
allowing him to explore his body, his godfather telling him it was OK.
And, Scott! This was his Dad - they'd been doing this for awhile!
This is cool!
They moved their hands down his chest to his belly; it wasn't as trim
as theirs, it was a man's body they were feeling. As his breathing
becoming more laboured, Fred's tummy jerked and his cock in time at the
boys' touch, exciting them all further.
As the boys moved their hands down Fred's torso, enjoying every hot
moment of the scene, his hands went to their bodies and returned the
favour of pleasure. Tim, new to this still and taking his time,
shifted in time with Scott so that they were laying down on either side
of Fred - leaving all of their fronts accessible to his roaming,
electric hands.
"Oh, god, Dad. This is so wild. I couldn't believe that we were only
talking about this a few months ago, and now, it's happening." Scott
ran his hand over his dad's pec, really enjoying the nipple tickling
his palm.
Fred chuckled and moaned, at the same time, as Tim had managed to pinch
his other nipple and pull some chest hair at the same time. "Your
brother stormed into my room and I barely had time to cover up before
he had the lights on. I'd been jacking off. This is much better."
His hands had now managed to fondle the boys' bodies and, yet, had left
their tools alone. His hands moved to the boys' scrotums, hefting them
and rolling them around in his palms. Gently squeezing them, he
whispered to Tim, "Such big and beefy balls for your ages. Just like
your father's." Tim, hotly intent on the pleasure he was receiving and
giving, barely had time to think of what Fred meant.
Scott and Tim, knowing that this was the time, both went for Fred's
balls and cock. Tim took the balls in his hand and felt the first set
of balls not his own in his life. Uncle Fred had bigger balls than
he'd realized when he'd seen them tonight. They were even bigger than
Scott's!!
Scott's fingers explored Fred's cock . . . running lightly up and down
it, pulling on the foreskin, sending Fred wild with heat. "Ungh!!
Grip it son, pull down and squeeze, just like I taught you!" Scott did
as he was told. Being circumcized, both boys were fascinated with
Fred's foreskin. Tim watched Scott hsndle his Dad's cock and waited
for his turn.
As he enjoyed the boys' attentions, Fred moved his hands to their cocks
. . . amazed at such hot and horny things . . . knowing that they'd be
able to go much longer than he! He would have to pace himself if he
was going to make this work.
___
Tim and Scott traded places in Fred's groin. Tim watched and felt as
the skin on Fred's cock moved up and down . . . the plum head covering
itself and then revealing itself in all it's pre-cum gloss. Tim moved
his hand faster and Fred bucked his hips in time, moaning as Scott
alternately tugged and caressed his balls. Sensing things were getting
out of hand, Fred pulled himself from the boys' grasp and said, "Whoa,
guys . . . this'll be over real soon . . . let's try something else."
Fred stood up at the side of the bed, directing the boys into a
sixty-nine; he took their cocks and pushed them into each other's
mouths and ordered them to suck. While the boys were busy, Fred moved
to Tim's backside and started rubbing and licking. Tim was startled,
but enjoying what was going on, on either side of him, he kept on
sucking Scott and basked in these new feelings that his godfather was
causing.
'Sucking Scott's cock was really neat' he thought. It's hard, it's
soft, it feels like mine and it doesn't. It tastes funny, but
different, not bad. He found that licking it from the balls to the
head made Scott moan and writhe . . . Tim enjoyed this and kept it up.
Scott, knowing that Tim was new, kept things pretty easy and didn't try
to make Tim come too soon. He wanted this to be fun. He drew one,
then both, of Tim's balls into his mouth and now drove Tim crazy with
his tongue. Moving off Tim's cock, Scott started licking and sucking
his balls and tugging them with his lips. This had the effect of
making Tim surge his hips forward and taking his ass out of Fred's
face. Between the two men Tim was being driven to sexual distraction.
Seeing that his father had Tim almost ready for the next step, Scott
dove back onto Tim's cock and ground his nose in Tim's balls.
___
Fred, deciding that Tim was relaxed and lubed enough for initial
exploration, knelt on the bed and started sliding his fingers down
Tim's ass crack, poking and rubbing his pucker, then gently started
inserting his index finger. Tim drove his cock into Scott's mouth,
cholking him.
"Relax . . . I'll stop if you wish." Tim trusted his godfather and
kept on sucking Scott's cock. "It feels great . . . just be slow?"
Fred took his time loosening his godson up. He went from one, to two,
then three fingers. When he'd managed four fingers and Tim was
enjoying himself Fred knew it was time. He grabbed the lube that was
kept under the bed and slathered some on his cock and slicked Tim's ass
with the rest.
"OK, boys, take it easy . . . I'm going to fuck Tim now." Scott,
knowing what was going to happen, latched his lips to the root of Tim's
cock and held onto Tim's thighs as they gripped his head.
___
"Oh, man!" Tim moaned. "That's too much."
Fred stopped and started to pull out. Tim grabbed at Fred and scooted
his ass back onto Fred's cock. "Don't stop . . . it's so goood. I
want more. Please?"
Fred took Tim at his word and started to push himself in to the root.
When his bushy balls started to slap Tim's back he knew that it was
time to go all out. Wrapping himself to Tim's back in a spoon, Fred
held onto the boys and started humping his hips like mad, pumping his
big cock into Tim's virgin ass.
Tim was loving it. He started sucking harder on Scott and then,
wanting to try something, pulled off Scott's cock and pushed his face
into Scott's ass. He found the pucker and drove his tongue into it,
tasting and licking and sucking for all he was worth. Scott was
moaning and sucking him so hard that he thought he might explode.
___
Fred, sensing that this round was about to end, primed his cock for
blast off and increased his fuck strokes so that they would come
together.
"Unnnggggghhhhhhh!!!!!" Fred felt Tim's muscles clamp hard on his cock
and, knowing that Tim was coming, let his own orgasm take over. Scott,
tasting the come flooding into his mouth and over sensitive from having
his ass eaten, hollered, "I'm coming, I'm coming . . ."
Tim, not wanting to miss this, dove back onto Scott's erupting cock and
swallowed everything he could. Fred's cock exploding in his ass, and
the hot wet feeling he had in there, all added to his first major
orgasm.
'What could better this,' he wondered in the afterglow.
"Well, that was so hot, I wish I'd brought the vidcam!"
Tim, recognising the voice, clamped his ass muscles again, trapped Fred
from withdrawing. He looked over Fred's body and exclaimed, "Dad!
What are you doing here?!?"
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