OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION based upon FICTIONAL characters. "THE WALTONS" is produced by Lorimer Studios, and created by Earl Hamner. UNZIP AND ENJOY!!
On that warm June day in 1933, 19-year old John-Boy Walton turned off the ignition of his '28 Model A Ford coupe, glad to be home for the summer. His first year at Boatwright College had been a challenging one for the aspiring young writer, but, now, he was glad that classes were now over until September. As John-Boy stepped out of the car, he remembered he'd wanted to look at the sparkplugs. So, he opened up the hood and bent over, peering at the Model A's greasy innards.
John-Boy had no idea he was bieng watched by his dad, John Sr. . Leaning against the tailgate of his ancient pickup, John's big, work-roughend hand massaged the hefty bulge behind the fly of his faded, worn jeans. John had tried to fight off these feelings he'd been having about another male...his ELDEST SON, but, it was no use. John-Boy's knickers hugged his round, ripe butt like paint as he bent over the engine, and John had to admit that he always sprouted a boner whenever he had to tan John-Boy's backside with his ol' razor strop. Even now, John was picturing what it would be like to thrash John-Boy's round butt now...watching those firm, juicy globes of flesh quiver and bounce with each crack of the worn leather.....seeing those ripe mounds of flesh slowly turn a glowing crimson.....
Fuck it, John thought, it's now or never! His wife Olivia, Grandpa and Grandma, as well as the younger Walton offspring, had been picked up by Sherriff Ep Bridges in his huge black touring car, and driven over to the State Fair over in Charlottesville. They would not be back until after dark......and it was only John Sr. and John-Boy......
"JOHN-BOY!!" John growled, catching his son off-guard. "GET INTO THE BARN.....NOW!!!" John-Boy was totally perplexed. What had he done? Closing the hood of the car, John-Boy followed his dad into the hulking old barn. Once inside, John closed the door, then reached over to a hook on the wall, where he grabbed the worn old razor strop. John-Boy stared at his father in amazement. Surely, his daddy wasn't going to thrash him.......he was a young man now, a 19-year old college student!
"JOHN-BOY," John Sr. snarled "DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO ASK WHY YOU ARE GETTING YOUR BUTT WHIPPED......TAKE DOWN THEM DAMN BRITCHES AND BEND OVER THE WORKBENCH..NOW!!" John-Boy was too confused and too afraid of his father's unusual anger to protest. He slipped his suspenders off his shoulders, and then unbuttoned the fly of his grey knickers. He pushed them down to his gartered socks, and, as he prepared to bend over the workbench, John Sr. growled menacingly "THOSE SHORTS TOO, JOHN-BOY!!"
Embarrased as hell, a grown college man having to present his backside to his dad for discipline, John-Boy obeyed. When he at last bent over the old workbench, John Sr. felt his thick 8-incher let loose with a stream of lube into his sweaty union suit. John-Boy's ass was a MAN'S ASS....twin globes of well-rounded, hairy flesh........twin orbs of boy/man ass that were BEGGING to be thrashed!!
John Sr. pulled back his strong arm, and swung the razor strop hard against John-Boy's furry, meaty bubblebutt.
WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP The old razor strop lashed into John-Boy's hairy buttocks, and John-Boy gritted his teeth to keep from crying out. His daddy's cock throbbed in his jeans as he swung the strop again and again against his handsome. eldest son's hairy, manly rump. WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP Again and again, the razor strop lashed into John-Boy's fleshy ass, the firm, furry mounds quivering madly, by now turning a hot, glowing red. Though he was practically a grown man, John-Boy now felt he was once again a boy of 10, getting whupped for bieng caught smoking behind the barn. Tears started streaking John-Boy's face as the fire in his quivering ass-mounds increased.
It was then John-Boy noticed that his cock was hard as a rock, and he was rubbing it up against the edge of the workbench. Suddenly a revelation coursed through his mind. Whenever Daddy had thrashed his butt when he was a kid, his shaft ALWAYS got hard..........
By now, John-Boy's round, hairy globes were sore, red, and blistered. John then dropped the strop and went over to his bent-over son, and dropped to his knees. John again spoke, his voice now soothing and loving.
"Take it easy, there, Son.....your daddy's gonna make you feel real good." A sudden electric jolt shot through John-Boy's cum-filled balls, as he suddenly felt his handsome daddy's hot, thick tongue begin to slither across the hot welts that now criss-crossed his hairy ass. John-Boy groaned and gyrated his juicy, blistered butt into his daddy's sweaty face, and John's tongue slithered and slobbered across his oldest son's round, furry, well-thrashed mounds. John-Boy's hand went to his hard cock and slowly started to wank it..........................
Then John's strong fingers pulled John-Boy's sore, meaty buns apart, and his eager, ass-hungry tongue dug into the hairy, sweaty crack between them, and John-Boy felt another jolt course through his hairy balls as his daddy's tongue started lapping at his sweaty, clean-tasting chute.
John Sr's hot tongue went wild between the firm buttocks of his eldest son, licking and lapping madly away at his son's tight, virgin back door. Suddenly John stopped his licking, and stood up. He slid his suspenders off his broad shoulders, and then shoved his worn jeans to his grimy work boots. He then unbuttoned the lowest set of buttons in the front of his sweaty, tight-fitting red union suit, and his fat, thick nine-inch cock swung out, the angry head slick with lube.
John then spit a few times into his rough, calloused hand, and then greased up his massive love-pole. "Just take it easy, son. " John murmered "Trust me, you're really gonna love this."
John-Boy gasped loudly as he felt the slick head of his daddy's cock start to enter his virgin chute. He gritted his teeth and tried to relax as more and more of his father's throbbing cock slid deeper and deeper between his blistered asscheeks........ When John's hairy, sweaty, cum-filled bull-balls were up against John-Boy's hairy, well-blistered buns, John gave his son a few moments to get used to the feeling of having a huge cock up his virgin ass...................................
"OOOOOOHhhhhhhhhhhhDaddddyyyyyyy", Joh-Boy moaned as his dad slowly to started fucking his hairy ass. John started with slow strokes, but, all too soon, he was really plowing in and out of his son's hot college-man ass, loving the way the thick hairs in his crack tickled his throbbing dong.....OH, CHRIST, YES!!!!!!! Suddenly, John glanced over to his right, and saw his second oldest son, Jason, standing there, his lanky cock sticking out of his jeans, and a big grin lighting up his boyish, freckled face. Surprisingly, this didn't phase John in the least. He was so horny, he coudn't think of anything except fucking the daylights out of his oldest boy's hot, round ass!!
"I came home early, Daddy,' Jason chuckled...I got a ride from Miss Mamie and Miss Emily!" John grinned and said, "Well, whaddaya waitin' for ,Jason? Join the fun...anything goes, son!"
As John started again to ram his fat cock in and out of John-Boy's quivering ass, Jason dropped his jeans and reached into his sweaty boxers, hauling out his lanky, throbbing dick. He then unbuttoned the drop seat-panel of John's tight union suit . and his daddy's round, hairy backside came into view. Imitaing his daddy's earlier rimming technique, Jason then knelt, pulled his daddy's hairy, firm buns apart. "OOHHFFUUCCKKJASONNNNNNNNN," John moaned, as his red-headed 18-year old son's tongue started rimming out his hairy, sweaty, workingman's ass.
A few moments later, John Walton Sr. was now literally a "man in the middle"; he was fucking the living daylights out of John-Boy's blistered, hairy ass, while his second-oldest son Jason was in back of him, ramming his lanky teen cock madly in and out of his own tight, hairy ass. John-Boy pushed his sore ass hard against his daddy's hairy crotch, and he moaned loudly as John's rough, hairy hand wrapped itself around his fat cock, and was jacking it wildly.
Jason, meanwhile, was a young man in bliss, all his dirty, sordid thoughts about ramming his big boner in and out of his daddy's hairy ass had now come true...surpassing his WILDEST jack-off fantasies.
"AAAWWWWFFUUCCKKKKDADDDDDEEEEEEEEEEEE...........I'M GONNA SHOOT!!" John-Boy yowled, as his father's strong fist pumped his aching, lube-drooling organ. Suddenly hot, thick ropes of college-man jizz came spurting out of John-Boy's throbbing dick, his hot load spraying the tool-strewn bench as well as John's hairy, wanking fist.
As John-Boy shot his massive load, his cock-filled rectum clutched and grabbed at his daddy's ass-plunging dong. "GODAMN YOU, JOHN-BOY, " John growled "TAKE MY....FUCKIN' LOAD..... OF YOUR DADDY'S HOT SEED...UP YOUR HAIRY ASS......JESSSUUSSCHHHRRIISSSTTT!!" John's hairy, overloaded nuts blew, and his thick load of hot, incestuous cum exploded from his thick prong, shooting wads of thick spunk deep inside the depths of John-Boy's hot ass...................................
His prostate in overdrive, John was going wild, and his hairy, cock-stuffed chute began clutching at Jason's pounding prick. Jason throttled his daddy's tight, hairy hole even harder.
"DAMN!!! DAMN!! HOT FUCKIN' DAMN!!!" Jason snarled, repeating some of the foul words he'd heard down at the Dew Drop Inn where he played the piano. His fat cock bieng milked by his daddy's clutching chute, Jason blew his nuts, and his thick rod began spewing hot, thick jets of jizz deep between John Sr's hairy asscheeks. His low-hanging nuts, sprinkled with red hair, smacked and thudded against his daddy's quivering, manly ass.
As Jason collapsed against his father's sweaty back, his eyes caught a glimpse of another man in the barn.........it was Sherriff Ep Bridges, the pudgy fingers of one hand tweaking his stiff nipple through his sweaty uniform shirt, and his other hand rubbing and squeezing the good-sized bulge that tented the fly of his tight khaki trousers. He had stopped by to talk to John, and finding no one in the house, walked over to the barn.......
"Christ, Ep," John laughed, as he pulled his battle-scarred cock out of John-Boy's well-worn hole. "How long have you been standing here?" The stocky, beer-bellied lawman chuckled, and again grabbed his thick, khaki-covered cock. "Just long enough to know I want in the action, John!"
As John's two sons stood up, thier spent cocks slick and shiny, Jason laughed and put his arm around his older brother's shoulder. Hey, John-Boy, you gonna write about this in your journal tonight?"
"Jason," John-Boy replied, "This could be the makings of a best-seller!" Hearing that, Jason chuckled "Goodnight, John-Boy!" THE END Hope you guys enjoyed, and, as usual, comments and feedback are ALWAYS welcome!