Road Trip Texas

Road Trip Texas: Volume 3 Copyright © 2015 by texbearjoe

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That morning, it was a mess in South Padre Island, from the storm -- sand all over streets, some local flooding that still hadn't gone away, and lots of flotsam and jetsam from waves blown up against houses. The three of us had talked about going back to the naked beach for some more tanning, but it was a foregone conclusion. And decided that more than 4 weeks away from home I probably should head back up to San Antonio and then go back to Houston I thought it would be a long day's drive. I got on my phone to check distances, and first thing I got was a list of birthdays, as usual. I sent txt messages out, one to my buddy Sami. I don't know if you read about my time in DC, but one of my main buddies was Sami, who hooked up with my friend Sean from Caltech -- both Chem geeks. I also had a hot fuckdad Renzo, who fell in love with Sami's Papa Zafar -- I thought Italian and Persian wouldn't mix!

I believe that the two couples were still together -- I know Renzo and Zafar got married. When I mean together, well, Sami and his Papa had been playing since Sami was a hairy precocious 12-year old, and it all got very mixed up when I was there. You have to read the stories. I got a hardon thinking about him, wondering how big he had gotten -- he had been juicing for some time now. I sent a txt message to Sami, and immediately got a reply that and the guys were visiting family for his birthday. Back and forth for a moment, then Sami told me he wanted to stop by in Houston, but it was pretty far. Huh? His Uncle -- Papa's brother -- was in Corpus, with a mini-empire of convenience stores and tourist shops in North Beach. I just called him at that point, and it was wonderful to hear his voice. Yes, they were in Corpus Christi, at his Uncle's House.

I hate to say it, but after all the sex on my trip, I immediately got a hardon thinking of Sami, Zafar, and his Uncle Darab together -- I know from pictures that Darab, or Uncle Dar was as bald as Sami had curly hair, but the whole family were slightly chubby -- big hips, complete furballs, and really hung, and oversexed. What more could you want? I told Sami I was in South Padre Island, and going to drive home to Houston, but Sami begged me to come to Corpus to see him, that they missed me. It would add at least a day or so to my trip, and after some other phone calls, I decided to do it. I set out fairly early, and got in Corpus by around 11, three hour drive. I followed the directions, and drove up to a fairly set of mind-blowing houses near Mustang Island State Park. Dar's house had to be 8000 feet, pool, dock, view on the water, and very close to the beach on the other side of the island.

Apparently, his mini-empire worked! I parked by the giant garage, and txt Sami I was there, and an instant later he flew out of the house. It was wonderful seeing him again, lots of hugging and kissing, and I took a good look at him. Still same curly fur all over him, out from his neck and his short sleeves. He did have a bit of a tan now, and he was distinctly going slightly bald, just like his Papa. I rubbed his head, "Roid Hair!" I said, grinning, and Sami laughed. He was immense -- he still had those big hips, but big legs in his shorts, 20" arms, a big black beard, and an almost flat stomach. I pulled his shirt up playfully as he yelled and bent over, but I saw that furry belly -- a far cry from the chubby geeky boy I met years back. We grabbed each other again, and Sami gave me a real kiss, his fat tongue all over inside my mouth as I tasted his, intimate again, and I felt his colossal cock start to get hard against my leg.

We were standing in the driveway! He pulled me in, and there was Papa -- so handsome, looking the same as he was -- chubby, amazingly furry, big beard, baldish, big teeshirt and shorts. He had the family big hips, but he looked... rested. I knew since he married Renzo, he had stopped taxi driving, and all that went with it. Zafar grabbed me in his big arms, hugging me, smothering me with kisses and called me "Doc!" -- "Look at my son, Doc -- he so muscle now!" Uncle Dar came out, and I knew I was going to have out of control sex with him, after all that had gone on in the last weeks, as pushy as I got, I was breathless. Pure hairy daddy. He was very bald, but sexy beard. His black hair was shot through with grey at his temples, and stood in beautiful linen clothes. Broad shoulders, the big family hips, nice belly, fur pushing out along his arms under his shirt, and around his neck.

His dark, almost reddish Persian eyes bored into me, as I continued eating him alive with my gaze. Big hairy legs, huge calves, and a pair of what looked like Tod's -- nubby bottoms. A friend of mine always said "Sell to the masses, live with the classes", and this was a really wonderful life he had made. We shook hands, and kind of locked eyes while Zafar and Sami talked, then in came Renzo, "A, Ercole!" and we were kissing and hugging. "Look" Zafar said, and held out his hairy paw, a huge gold ring, and then he grabbed Renzo, same big gold ring, faintly pinkish, old-fashioned. "That bitch wife gone forever, aaah," Zafar began, and I thought we were going to get another rant about the wife that left him, but he became calm, and wrapped a big arm around Renzo and they kissed. Sean was out getting some food, and Dar announced we were going out on the boat for the day. Wow, I could have been driving to Houston in late July. I was so glad I came. In so many ways!

I got installed in a guest room by Sami, who tackled me on the bed. Shit, he was huge! "What are you now, 250? 280?" Sami laughed, and sat on me aggressively undressing me. We began kissing and rolling around on the bed, and Sami got my pants off. "Quick Quick Joe!" he said -- we were due to leave the dock by noon, and Sami was horny. Sami practically shredded his clothes, and up popped that big purple cock, bigger than ever, and huge balls. "Sami, uh, your balls are huge!" Sami grinned and said "HGC". I nodded. Married to a chemist. Sami spit on his hand, and climbed up on me, "Daddy Joe, I've missed you!" and with that, popped his hot wet ass down on my cock. Bang! He crouched down, flexing his back and ass to grind my cock in his rectum, as he smothered me with his hairy muscular frame.

His ass was immense now, a huge muscular organ sucking on my cock to get as much cum as he could, no subtlety or flair, hot raw fuck. Sam's cock was up between my pecs, drooling like crazy as he ground down on my cock. Sami had incredibly muscular control, lifting his ass up slightly, then down in a kind of twerking on my rod, and I felt myself finally pop his 2nd hole, and he grunted and sighed. He really was immensely big, and hairier than before -- up the sides of his trunk, meeting with the thick fur under his arms, practically not an inch on him bare except for his cheeks. We were hugging harder, Sami's cock drooling more into the white fur on my chest, and he maneuvered around and got both arms around my chest, squeezing and fucking harder on me. I realized we weren't alone suddenly, there was his Uncle Dar, staring at the door, reddish-black eyes glittering.

He walked forward, and then licking his fingers, reached down, but to my surprise, felt my balls, then his fingers dipped down to my asshole. His loose pants were tenting, and continued to stroke my hole -- hand to hole, hand to mouth, licking fingers, hand to hole. His cock did look like it ended more than halfway down his knee, and my blood froze as I saw the tip make his pants wet. He grabbed Sami's ass -- Sami barked out "Uncle Dar!" from surprise -- and he pulled it up until the tip of my cock almost popped, out, then pushed it down hard back on my cock. The sensation was wonderful -- Sami was very loose from all of Sean's fucking no doubt -- and it was like hot wet silk flowing over my cockshaft. Sami reared back, bouncing up and down on me, and jacking his horsecock, looking back at his Uncle. I wonder when they got to know each other!

Dar continued stroking with his thick hands, and then reached around Sami to pinch his very red nipples, buried in his fur. Sami sucked in his breath, and jacking harder, suddenly yowled and let out a spurt of cum that shot almost up my nose. I opened my mouth wide and he bucked and shot more cum in my mouth, Dar pinching his nipples quite hard. More cum shot over my beard, then in my mouth again as Sami's asshole became tighter and tighter around my asshole. Dar hugged Sami, lifting him up slightly -- that was a task, Dar groaned aloud -- and then shoved Sami back down on my cock, his silky rectum squeezing and gliding all the way down my cock again. Sami began shuddering slightly, his hand now jerking instead of a smooth jacking off, and he looked at me suddenly, with surprise, as though he just noticed I was there. "Aaaaohhhhh!" he sighed, then bounced off my cock, standing there with his cock dripping.

Dar grinned, and wordlessly left the room, and Sami rushed into the bathroom and I heard water running, then he came back with a hot towel to wipe off my face, as I pivoted to sit on the edge of the bed. I heard voices from the voluminous hallway, and Sami rushed to put on his clothes and dash back out of the room. I was a wreck! Slowly putting my clothes on, I made my way out to the living room, where everyone was waiting, and Sean and I ran and kissed a big greeting. "Man, you smell like Sami cum!" Sean laughed, sniffling at my beard. I know I must have turned red for a moment, and everyone laughed as we headed out to the boat. It wasn't but 15 minutes later that we headed out to the bay, waters much smoother than I saw the prior day at South Padre Island. It was a beautiful day, and after cruising out to Corpus Christi bay, we continued north while everyone took off clothes!

Sami was first, his beautiful furry body and a tight almost transparent swimsuit, Sean and his big fist cock in another pair of speedos, then Zafar and Renzo in tight swimsuits, what a parade of wrapped up cock. Dar took off his shirt, and I had to stare -- he was as furry as Zafar, with a lot of grey shot through, but a very sturdy body, not lean at all, but stocky and firm. Just beautiful as he stood steering the boat, while the rest of us were on deck. I didn't have a bathing suit, and I asked Dar if he objected to my being naked. I took my shirt off, and he smiled as he stared at me, and told me that "It would be ok to be naked when he got out of the bay." We went through a break in the island, and heading to the open sea in the gulf, and Dar, his boomy voice coming through the wind, said, "It's OK Hercules." I shucked my pants off, and the other guys taking the cue did the same, and with a slightly cold sea spray coming up at times, we headed away from the island.

Dar smiled enigmatically and took his pants off, and then took off a sexy black underwear. His cock fell down, and he looked away absent-mindedly. It was as big soft as mine was hard -- and was nestled in a huge mass of black fur. I am not that big on big -- it's hard to suck really big cocks -- but it was also just beautiful, big pink head, brownish shaft, cut. Sami was setting out food with Sean, and the boat slowed, a gear or two down, and we cruised out from the island more slowly, all of talking a mile a minute, crazy accents. Dar got the story of how we met, and he nodded, grinning, and as we lay there baking in the sun and breezes, he told us something of himself and Zafar. He and "Zaf" had both come over at the end of the 70's after the fall of the Shah, and where Zaf chose DC, he wanted warm and closer to the ocean and came to Corpus.

They had grown up very close, "Very close" Zaf said, as the two men looked at each other, smiling, and Dar winked. "It was Zaf though," he said to me, "he got married." I began a little more to see why Zaf cursed his wife at every opportunity. The whole family was quite close, very men-with-men. Dar reminisced out loud about how his father played with both of them at night. Zaf laughed, and Sami's mouth opened, astonished. Sean wrapped his arms around Sami, who snuggled up closer to him as Dar continued. It started when the boys were circumcised. Usually they boys were cut around 8 or 9, but their father had been in prison, and there were no other men in the family. The boys grew to their mid teenage years when their father returned, quite dour, stern. It had been rough. Papa decided to examine how they were growing, so they had to get naked for him.

They stood together as their father examined them closely, and told them to hold still while he stroked their cocks to see how big they would get, quite a shock. Dar was the older, but even though he was growing very hairy, his cock quite big, their dad decided that their cocks still much finish growing. Their father continued to examine their cocks, sometimes monthly, sometimes weekly, seeing how big they would get when hard. One day, Zaf approached his brother, and pulling his pants down started jerking his cock as he masturbated himself. Dar was surprised, of course, but his hairy younger chubby brother was intense and insistent, and after 5 minutes white milk shot out of his cock all over Dar's cock, while grunted with an animalistic deep voice. Zaf jacked Dar for some time, he said "The most incredible sensation came over me!" and at that point, he yelled out, thinking he would pee in his brother's hand, but nothing came out, but he shook and cried out.

Well, that was that. The brother's jerked each other off every day, if not a few times a day, and Zaf shooting cum all over his older brother's cock. It didn't take long then, and their father made an exam, and jerking off Zaf and Dar, the younger brother came, shooting a very healthy load of cum for which his father kissed him, then Dar came in his father's big hand, and to his surprise, and Zaf's, a pearl of cum dripped out. "Too soon I think" was all his father said, but the next day a new man came over to meet the boys. The boys took off their pants, and father and his friend discussed their growing genitals, then the father held out their hardening cock. The man, in a small sack, took out a ruler and found that Zaf was 18cm long at his years, but Dar was almost 22cm. Their father stroked their back and asses with his left hand, jerking them off with his right as he showed them to the circumcision handler.

Zaf came after a few minutes with a huge load, and his father patted him on his belly, and then masturbated Dar, pulling one jet of cum out of him, and the handler announced they were ready. "I was so afraid, suddenly," He said, laughing. The boys wanted to see what a circumcised cock looked like. Their father and the man looked at each other, then hesitantly dropped their loose trousers. The boys were mesmerized, this was the first adult cock they had seen, and their father seemed to be twice as fat and long as the handler's cock. They were allowed to touch them, and stroking them slightly, their father began to get hard, as did the handler. Dar took two hands to stroke his father's cock, like his father jerked him, and after a while, he was rewarded by grunts and a bellow from his father, and a huge load of white spunk shot all over his arms.

That triggered the handler, who's cock shot wildly, all over Zaf, and in his open mouth! Well, that was a problem, Zaf gagged, but accidentally swallowed the cum, to the shock of the man, and his father. They were immediately spirited off to the bathroom and cleaned up. The following day, they were circumcised, and it was awful, of course. More than a week later, their father examined them, but this time the three of them wore only their shirts. He jerked off his two boys, who came in his big hands, Dar now freely cumming. Their father stood up, and with his boys in front of him, jerked off his thick huge dad meat, putting their hands on it so they could "help Papa", and again, he shot a huge load of cum, and this time, when some fell into Zaf's mouth, he didn't gag, and their dad didn't react except to wipe their faces and arms.

Their cocks healed nicely after circumcision, and from that point on, now and then their Dad would examine them, but both boys were rapidly becoming furballs, shaving at 12, and jerking each other off incessantly, though Zaf was now sucking on his brother more than jerking. Then Dad caught them not soon after circumcision sucking off each other. Everything was very quiet when their dad came in the room, and they weren't even aware of it until he walked over and stroked Dar's ass, and he instantly shot in his furry chubby brother's mouth. They both froze, scared to death, and then their dad pulled his cock out -- raging hard, and dripping slightly. Dar paused in the story, looking at a nearby boat. We all signed, and groaned a bit -- and I think Sami was sitting on Sean's cock. He was groaning, and he wasn't jerking off, but his cock was completely hard, flat and wide nestling in the fur against his belly.

Renzo wasn't shy, he was stroking his huge uncut Italian cock, Zaf sitting beside it, stroking it now and then, along with his giant meat. "Hold on!" Dar said, his cock barely firming up, and wrapping a cloth around his waist, stood up, and waved at the boat, which tooted twice. Dar cut the engine off entirely, and sat back down, this time beside me, and said "Coast Guard". Sami stopped bouncing up and down for once, and Zaf put a cloth over Renzo's cock. Sami popped off Dean's cock, and everyone had a bathing suit on suddenly, and it was comical -- they looked more like condoms over those bull dicks. We all started eating demurely. As the boat drifted along, and one of the police guys on the other boat said "Hello!" to Dar, and just checked to see if everything was ok, warning that another storm was coming up in the gulf, need to be heading back before 4pm.

We started talking again, eating, and a moment later the Coast Guard zipped away, and Dar sat down, his long cock dangling below the cloth slightly -- I wondered if he noticed, the police guy noticed, if it was all just so casual. Anyway, off came our clothes again, and adjusting in the sun, Dar continued. Their father said, "Look what you do to me," and at that, walked back out. The same time the next day, he walked back in the boy's room -- it was after school, and they could barely wait to start jerking and sucking at home -- and sat down on the bed by the boys. "Go On, I know what you do." The two teenage boys stood there, until their father took his pants off, his angry red hard cock bouncing up, flecks of precum flying up. He pulled down on the boy's pants angrily, and they took them off, and began jerking. Zaf started sucking his brother, and their father kneeled, his bearded bald head close to Zaf's mouth, as he watched the by now enormous cock his brother slide between his lips.

The boys even had small beards at that age, and their father licked his fingers, stroking Zaf's lips feeling the cockmeat slide between them. He then licked his finger and roughly pulled Dar's legs apart, and stroked his asshole with a wet finger, startling Dar. He pulled Dar to him, out of Zaf's mouth, and spreading his hairy asscheeks, spit on his hole, and spit again, rubbing a finger against it, then shoving in -- Dar gasping. Papa then pulled at Zaf, and shoved his face in his brother's asshole nodding for him to spit and lick it. Dar was about to cum there and then, his father pushing him down on the bed so he could hold his asscheeks open for his brother. Dad then lifted fat Zaf up off the floor, and put him on the bed, on his back, and pressed Dar's mouth to his brother's asshole, spitting on it to make it wet for Dar. Dar reluctantly licked it as papa jerked off Zaf, and jerked himself off.

Dar started to jerk himself off but dad slapped his hands, and pushed his face harder, then roughly pushed him aside, and kneeled before Zaf's hairy teenage hole. He shoved a finger in roughly, as he had Dar, and started fucking it in and out as Zaf grunted, and then with a long slow yell he grabbed his cock and began cumming as his father more and more roughly finger fucked his hole. His father slapped his hands, but it was too late, and Zaf started shooting all over, some on his furry belly, some on his father's beard, the bed, Dar. Dad picked Dar up and put him on the bed beside his brother, and spitting on his cock and hole, began reaming his hole out beside Zaf. Thick hairy fingers in that virgin hole, and Dar watched his father, and that huge cock as he rubbed it against his leg. Suddenly spasming, his father came all over his legs, cock, and balls, grunting and spitting on the floor, wiping his hands on his smocklike shirt, and then exited, leaving the boys on the bed, panting.

While he spoke more of the really raunchy story, I noticed that Dar was hard now, his meaty cock pointing up to his belly, curving very slightly down and to the left. The head was enormous, and so pink against the brown shaft, and leaking slightly on the fur on his leg. Sami was back sitting on Sean's cock, and to my surprise, Zaf stood up, turning around to face Renzo. He started spitting on Renzo's cock and turning around, big hairy ass, sat back on Renzo as Sami was being fucked by Sean. My own cock had been dripping for I don't know how long. The way we were sitting, Dar almost had his left leg on my arm, and I was inches away from his cock. I'm certain if there hadn't been a sea breeze, I would have smelled it -- he was dripping with sweat in the sun, and his cock was starting to really ooze precum, it almost looked like there was a bubble at the tip.

I adjusted, and looked more closely -- his cockhead was flattish, wide -- it looked very Persian to me (I'll have to tell you about my other Persian boyfriends, especially Paris!). His shaft was quite dark, and veiny, and was thick like a summer sausage. The head, while flattish, had a beautiful flange on the edge, jutting out. It looked amazing, and I leaned closer, finally adjusting my arm to drape over his leg, feeling his cock and balls now resting on my arm, hotly. I looked up and Dar smiled at me, adjusting his cock to lie along my arm, then I opened my hand and he put the head in it -- it covered my open palm. I shuddered. "A week later, Papa came back in our room after school." Dar continued. The boys had to lie in bed together, as their father fingered their assholes again, roughly, but this time Dar stood by the bed, and as their father pulled Zaf forward, he held his brother's cock and pushed it into his well-fingered asshole.

Papa had decided, and it was to continue going forward, that Dar was the top, and Zaf was the bottom. First son and second son, the eternal fight. Dar was surprised -- it hot, juicy, like his brother's throat, which he had been stretching with his by now very oversized cock. Zaf cried out in pleasure, their papa stroked both of their furry asses, encouraging Dar deeper and deeper into his brother's hole, helping him thrust and pull out, then he kneeled, watching the teenage boy's ass turn almost inside out with the huge cock pulling against it, in and out. His papa rubbed the sensitive anal tissue, spitting on it to keep it lubricated and wet, feeling his other son's cockshaft, sliding between his fingers in and out, one son feeding the other. Dar heard a gasp, and his father was now jerking off maniacally, face almost against the hole, his beard tickling his cock as well as Zaf's asshole until Dar started bucking, thick cum jetting from his cock deep into his brother's asshole.

With a cry his father jerked his cock out of the spasming hole, just as Zaf was cumming, also jacking off, and Dar's cum shot all over his brother's cock, and his father's black beard, and his mouth. His papa groaned, a deep roar and shot all over the floor, on his son's feet, as he squeezed Dar's cock, almost painfully, cutting off the streams of cum, but then releasing it into his mouth. Suddenly Dar found his cock in his father's mouth, as he sucked hard, almost painfully sucking the ropy strands out, until he coughed, gagged, and then stood and walked out of the room spitting. It wasn't long until Dar was helping his father's cock into his brother, after he fucked him. Zaf loved the attention, his brother fucking or sucking him, then his father fucking him, Dar sucking his father's asshole as he slammed his huge cock in his son's hole. Then the day came.

Their papa sat on the bed, and Zaf and Dar, both well-trained in sucking his hole, watched as he lay on his back on the bed, face impassive, and looping his hands behind his knees, asshole exposed to them. They alternated sucking it, while Dar, because he was bigger, got to try sucking his father's cock -- the huge head stretching his throat. Dar's voice was strained, as his throat stretched around the huge meat, from the prior sessions, but his father looked down and nodded with his chin, and slapped his asshole. First Zaf, huge dick standing straight out from under his chubby belly, spit several times on the hole, then pressed his cock in. It was incredibly tight, and he had the sudden realization, turning white, that this was the first time his father had something in his asshole.

Then the sensations of love, pride, lust... and wrongness went over him, overwhelming him and it was only moments later that he grabbed Papa's hairy legs, and began spewing his huge load of cum, after all the months of bottoming for his father and brother, he was first to be top with his own dad. He jerked in a crazy dance of lust, his body taking over as more and more cum streamed into the ass, his father grunting now and then in response to the slamming of the 10" dick deep in his guts. His father put a foot down after a moment, and shoved Zaf away, then Dar stepped forward. His father's hairy asshole was dripping with his brother's cum, so he felt no need to spit and wet it, he shoved the wide fat head into his father's hole and finally, finally got a reaction.

His father gasped and cried out to God, and Dar suddenly felt lust overwhelm him, and slammed his cock deep into his father, tunneling and pushing relentlessly, past that 2nd tight spot, pushing as his father trembled, and finally until the extraordinarily hairy base of his cock was flat against his father's ass. His father cried out again, and Dar thought that he may have hurt him, but his father reached out for Zaf, and pushed his face on his monstrous meat. The two boys were servicing their father, his hole being stretched by the almost fistlike cock of that 16-year-old, and as Dar pulled out, he did see streaks of blood. That didn't matter. His Dad grabbed his ass and pulled as wide as he could, begging God for more cock in his ass, but it was Dar that obliged, slamming the shaft in and out now like a pumping machine. Zaf started squealing, and Dar saw his fat goose-egg balls move around in their sack, pulling up tight, something that stuck in his mind.

Suddenly Zaf coughed, at a bad angle to get his Dad's cock, and a gush of cum erupted from his mouth. Papa's cock was throbbing, jets of cum literally visibly pumping down the length of his pencil-thick urethra, as Zaf desperately tried to lick up the cum coating their father's thick hairy belly. Finally, spent, asshole in pain, their Papa put his foot on Dar, and shoved him away, and pulled Zak over to service his brother's ass-wet cock. Zaf, happy to be throating the huge cock again, finished him off as their father walked out, without a word. Not long after that, their mother went to live with her family, and they boys -- who slept together -- found themselves separated. First Zak slept with their father, and Dar heard the moans of pleasure as their father fucked Zak the whole night, then took his son's cock, until the early hours of the morning.

Then it was Dar's turn, their papa left Zak in the other room, and climbed in with Dar. Dar woke up to the bed shaking, as papa jacked his cock, affectionate for the first time, kissing Dar's shoulder, his beard tickling, and worked his way up to kissing and licking Dar's beard. Dar turned, and suddenly his father was kissing him, deep kissing, thick tongue in his mouth, beards entertwined. Dar almost cried, in shock and surprise at the rush of emotion, when his father pulled him up on his stout, chunky body. He felt his dad's cock up between his legs, and his father reached around to jack off the tip, which stuck far out. He was the first son, his father's darling, and a moment later, his back was the cup holding his father's cum as it sloshed and shot out, then tenderly, Dar felt his dad crouch down in the bed, flip Dar off, and begin sucking his meat.

It was too much, the aggressive, amateur sucking, and although it wasn't without pain, he loved the attention. A moment later he flooded his papa's mouth with a hot river of cum, and he felt his bald head, twining his fingers in the furry beard, as he shoved his cock in, fucking deeper and deeper into his dad's throat. After he was spent, his father got up, and kissed Dar, then left the room, and Zaf was back not a moment later, crawling back in bed with his brother. That was the last time they had sex with their father. Dar was to take care of his brother, as they left Tehran for the US, arranged through his father as the regime of the Shah was collapsing. We were all silent at the abrupt ending. Dar sighed, and pushed his cock over to my mouth as the boat started rocking a little uncomfortably. The story had taken time, and we all had been adjusting ourselves in the sun, both Zaf and Sami sitting still, with huge cocks in their asses, "soaking" as I laughed about it.

I stared at Dar as he put shorts on, cramming his cock back in his shorts, his eyes locked on mine. The other men slowly pulled themselves out of sex as the boat motor kicked into place, gears racheting up. I stood up, and looking towards the southwest, saw the storm front the Coast Guard had warned about. Dar slowly oriented the boat back towards land, and we sped back as the sun suddenly waned as the cloud front moved inward. I stood beside Mr. B (he had to laugh), and he fondled my cock, squeezing it hard, then stroking my ass lightly, very lightly even in the bumping boat, until I shivered and it felt like he was stroking each individual hair. He told us to put our life preservers on, which we did, as the waves grew choppier. I sat beside Sean, and we caught up a bit as Renzo and Zaf kissed and acted like newlyweds, Sami cleaning up the lunch on the lunging boat.

A gust of wind hit, and our plates of food whipped up and flew off the boat, scattering all over the water, and we laughed, a bit nervously. I had been on boats on and off all my life, and was trained in sail boating, in sun and rain. I sat beside Mr. B, and held onto the rope which ran like a rail around the outside of the boat, Sami and his Papa kind of splayed themselves in the bottom of the boat, Zaf in the arms of Renzo who cooed and nuzzled Papa Zaf, who was looking very unhappy. Sean was whooping, sitting up towards the front of the boat, holding onto the ropes with crazy spray hitting him now and then. We could see land, and but Dar had to slow the boat somewhat, we hit some jaw-breaking bumps at high speed. Mr. B looked around at me, "You are so calm Joe." I winked at him, and told him, it takes more than a little rain and wind to wind me up.

He grinned at me, and to my surprise, leaned over and kissed me. His beard was soaked with saltwater, which gave me a delightfully salty cold smack on the lips, but he paused, his tongue flicking out. "Blue Eyed Hercules," he said, staring at me, then looking up above my head at the storm. I looked back and the air was cloudy with the pounding rain falling. We had crossed north of Mustang island, and were back in the bay when the rain hit. We used to call those frog-chokers, and it took another 15 minutes of very choppy water to get next to the Dock at Mr. B's house. Sami and Zaf immediately vomited over the side of the boat, which was the end of a beautiful lunch. Renzo helped Sami back onto the dock, and Sean ushered Sami back in who had to stop and again vomit over the dock, pounded by the nasty summer storm.

Naturally, I loved it. I had stolen Sami's semi-transparent swimsuit, and helped Dar tie down the boat, and get it cleared of loose items. My clothes were drenched through and through, and the kind of towel Dar wore over his swimsuit, well, it was wet and contoured. It made his crotch look absolutely dangerous. It was the two of us getting everything ok for the high winds, a repeat of the storm from the prior night, and back into the house. Nobody was to be seen, I think we had two very sick puppies. Dar came out of a side room, and with a thick towel, dried me off a bit, so I wouldn't track seawater through the house. Instead of sounds of pleasure and moaning, coming from across the giant house, unfortunately I knew it was Sami and his Dad who were ill. Dar and I stood in the kitchen eyeing each other and talking. It really was like we had known each other all our lives, and it didn't take long before we stood next to each other, just kissing.

Not throat-plugging tongues or face-eating smacking, but beautiful, very emotional, affectionate kissing as I put my hand on the furry small of Dar's back, pulling him towards me. He wrapped his arms around me, fingers touching but not long enough to really meet, which drove him crazy for a second. I shrugged my shoulders a bit, and his hands met and he squeezed me, kissing. Dropping his hands, I then took them and pulled them to the furry small of his back, squeezing them and he dropped his head, and beard against my neck, kissing gently, rubbing his bare wet leg against mine. He pulled his hands forward, and took me to the living room where a huge wall of windows faced the storm in the bay, sheets of rain slamming the glass like someone had a hundred hoses on it. He got rid of the damp wrap around his waist, and we lay on the couch, watching the rain, kissing, finding ways to hug each other.

His fur was so warm and silky scratchy on my sun-reddened skin, and he kept stroking me with his big rough hands, watching goosebumps flow over me, playing me like a piano. "You are a dream Joe," he growled, "So brown and white, so big!" He squeezed my chest as I lay against his, squeezing my pecs, hard, then harder, then I flexed them popping out of his hands as he sucked in his breath. He continued squeezing them, then my big biceps, and trying to get his hand over my triceps. My cock was throbbing slightly, bouncing as my heart beat, getting harder and rising up, and I felt his log under my back. He continued to massage my shoulders, and asked me to flex my leg. I raised it up, turning it slightly, flexing my quads, then calves while Dar groaned getting harder. I turned, kissing him more, then sideways against him, his cock nestling now against mine, as the smell of sweat and saltwater rose slightly, then I stuck my head under his arms, smelling him strongly.

We called each other sexy fuckers, sitting and necking on the couch, gradually wrapping around each other, locked in a kiss for minutes at a time. Dar's hands couldn't stop feeling me, and like when I fucked Sami, he gently stroked my ass, and pressed fingers against my hole, circling it. I bit his neck gently, and at that, his fur fluffed up, from goosepimples, and he groaned, so I moved higher and sucked his entire ear in my mouth. He was shaking from the intense sensation, so I began sucking, and he cried out, grabbing and squeezing me, squeezing my muscles very hard. I moved across his beard to his lips, and the seized me, pulling me towards him and then flipping me on the bottom of us, crushed me into the couch, arms around me again, begging me to give all of me to him. I wrestled with him, and got him on bottom and the noise in my head from the rain gradually went away as I heard him breathing hard from my weight on his belly.

I barely heard dishes in the distance, in the kitchen, but then refocused, I moved down, burying my face in his thick chest, then tracing over his salty belly, licked his pubes, stroking inside his thighs with my beard. I crouched and moved further down as Dar arched his body, his cock flipping up and slapping against his belly, then scratched between his legs -- he was so sensitive. I moved down to his hairy calves, then took his feet in my hands. He was frowning, or was it a pleading face, as I moved his big furry foot to my mouth, and he groaned a "NOoooo!" then I licked between his salty toes. I saw his body convulse, but I continued flicking my tongue over his toes, between and around, then sucked on them, kneading his foot, feeling the sinews. I small jet of precum shot out as I continued sucking, and his writing in front of me, then I took his other foot, and gave it equal treatment.

At that, I put both his big toes in my mouth, tongue sticking out to stroke the bottom of his foot as he screamed out, arching his back into the couch, then finally pulling his feet away, gasping. That made it worse, the back of his hairy legs, his hams were facing me, and I saw the pink flash of his asshole nestled in all the fur. I dove down, but he put his legs down over me, and we wrestled again. He pushed me up into a seated position, and kicked the coffee table away, then in front of me, squeezed my calves and rubbed his mouth and beard all over them, moaning, rubbing it over his scalp, worshipping. There was one burst of rain at that moment that startled me because of the quiet, and I looked out to see that the storm had moved across the bay, inwards towards land. Dar touched my quads, and I flexed them, jumping in his hands as he rubbed his hands over each one, rubbing his face, kissing and open-mouth biting them.

The small tear-shaped muscle near my knee, he could work into his mouth, and he was drooling all over, and he finally spread his legs slightly, starting to jack his cock, rubbing against my calf as he moved up. I squeezed his head between thighs, getting him to shudder and moan, then rubbed my hams over his bald scalp as I heard him almost sob. He pushed himself forward, rubbing my cock with his beard, then he was faced with my pecs. He reached up with both his big hands, squeezing them as I flexed, and leaned forward until they were in his face. At that, I put my arms around his bald head, face between my pecs, biceps squeezing against his ears, and flexed my upper body squeezing against his mouth. He was jacking off again, shuddering in my arms as he begged for more and more, twisting his head to feel surrounded by hard dad muscle.

He looked up a moment, joy in his eyes, begging Papa for muscle, then he shifted to a strange musical language, Farsi by the sound of it, and with a strange look in his eye pulled his head back down as I continued to massage him with all my muscles. He was babbling and jacking off now, and I put my hand behind his head, feeling the warm pate, and pushed his mouth against my pec. He opened wide sucking as much as he could in, shaking slightly, when I flexed it, popping out of his mouth as the muscle contracted and flattened. He yelled, laughing with surprise, and as I relaxed sucked it back in, then to the other tit. Stopping with his jacking, he reached up so I double-biceps posed with his mouth on my chest, and he continued to take breaks staring inches from chest whispering in Farsi, back and forth, reaching to my traps, shoulders, hand shaking, faster and faster.

He began jacking off again, and chattering in Farsi, then yelled, groaned, and scrambled to get up, shaking. Suddenly in front of my, his huge cock loomed as he jacked off, one hand on my shoulders, then down squeezing my chest, jacking as fast as a blur, then I watched the huge purple-pink head of his cock expand. The eye of his cock opened up, startling me, and as clear as the day he screamed and bellowed, as a huge shot of thick cum shot up and out. It hit me in the chest, covering my pecs as he frantically rubbed them with his left hand, then his right, so I reached up and put both hands on his beautiful cock, jacking him as more and more cum shot out. He was really yelling and talking, squeezing all of my upper body as wave after wave of cum shot on me, feeling my arms bulge as I jacked him faster and faster. "It's not true!" he finally said, enigmatically, as I pulled his cock forward.

I felt him continue to talk in a rapid whisper, squeezing my traps in his hands, open-palming my shoulders as I took just the tip of his cock in my mouth, sucking a final spurt or two of oddly sweet cum. "NO!" He said again, and as I felt his balls with one hand, continuing to suck, he felt my shoulders and slapped them lightly. "But you are!" He said then, squeezing and shaking my shoulders, stepping forward and almost knocking me over, his cock pushing into my mouth dangerously. It was way too fucking big I thought, as he drilled forward, then pushing me flat on the couch, he dropped to his knees to kiss me, embracing me, and laughing. "I thought Sami made you up." Dar said finally, wonder in his eyes. I'd been hearing that off an on, always striking me as odd. "I'm real!" I said, and he looked at me in the eye, and pulling me forward planted a big kiss on each cheek, then my mouth.

He was suddenly as playful as a kid, jumping up, "OH, so messy!" and he go a towel, laughing, a complete change from the quiet, taciturn Dar from earlier. He wiped the cum off my chest, and my beard, and then literally jumped into the couch along with me, laughing and crushing my head against his chest. "Oh, so real!" and we began kissing again, squeezing even harder as we watched the sun going down, an eerie yellow-pink and orange light coming up under the storm clouds clearing in the distance. I wish I had a house in that location! "It looks like you, my dear." He said -- Middle Eastern men sometimes sound so strangely corny, I've come to love it. "Pink, and red, and white," he said, stroking a finger down my back. We wrestled on the couch kissing, and heard some dishes in the kitchen again. "You cum too, I want." Dar whispered, "Baba Joe", and he reached down, jacking my cock.

"So long," he said looking down, then he squirmed around and sucked my cock in his mouth. Amazing, his mouth was huge. He sucked it in, and my cock slid right down his throat, then he opened wider, and pushed my balls inside, gagging for a second, then pulled out, looking back, "Sorry!" and then sucked in again, not gagging. He squeezed my balls a little hard and I yelped, then they popped in his big maw, and he sucked, swallowing my cock, his throat muscles kneading the head. His hands reached out as he bobbed, his beard crushed against my belly as he squeezed my thighs. His fat semi-hard cock was right beside me, and I couldn't resist, this was the only way I would be able to suck on it. I wriggled a bit, and got the head in my mouth, huge, the big rims barely popping inside my lips. Dar shook slightly, then continued bobbing his head up and down on my cock, yanking my balls nicely with each pullback, and occasionally pausing to sniff in a breath.

His lips were locked on my genitals, and he growled and shook his head, mock chewing them. I squeezed his cockshaft, pushing more in my mouth like a long child's balloon squeezed, and it slowly ground over my tongue, towards my throat. The smell of Dar was in his fur, and more and more cock was in my mouth, like someone fisting me. He was expertly sucking my cock, and I had to say, too much cock in my mouth sets me off immediately, especially after a long, long session of necking, muscle worship, and that magnificent cock shooting thick stream of cum all over. I heard Dar grunt on an upstroke, and he extracted my cock, "I am tasting you now," and he shoved it back in, carefully now. It was an amazing sensation, my balls and cock completely in someone's mouth, sucking and working on them. Slowly I felt the head of his cock push against my throat, maddening that it wouldn't just slip in.

I heard more voices coming from the kitchen and was going crazy thinking we would be interrupted. I wrapped my hands around the base of his cock, his balls dangling into my face, and squeezed with both hands, pulling him in my mouth, scrotum and balls like a wide fat veil over all my upper face and eyes. I pulled harder, my throat on the verge of splitting as Dar groaned again. Again voices. I was frantic, and reckless. I shoved him hard against my throat, my cock getting steel hard with an impending cum explosion, when to my dismay, Dar started grunting and getting hard. He pulled off, "It's not possible!" he said, looking down, slowly for a moment, my mouth obscenely wide around his cock, both my hands pulling it like a giant pacifier into my mouth. I shoved again, and with the hardening of his cock, I felt my throat opening, giving way.

Dar whimpered, and pulled my cock back into his mouth, working to get hold on my balls, which were beginning to be very tight on the base of my cock. I felt Dar's balls moving up and down over my face, his cremaster tightening and loosening, but he was getting harder. As his head grew slightly harder, suddenly my throat completely gave way, and his entire fat fistlike head slid into my throat, in a whoosh, then the shaft in my mouth, then the balls tightening up. That was it, I felt a warmth on my chest that flowed down to my belly, and my muscles tightening. I was literally choking to death on his fat cock, but it slid effortlessly into my mouth now, to the base, balls pressing against my eyes. The head reached my crotch, and I felt my muscles start tightening up, this was going to be a doozy. Suddenly muscles cramped in my groin, my ass was clenching, but Dar was pulling on my balls.

I couldn't breathe his huge cock now ramming in and out slowly as he whimpered, shaking, and he then lost balance, dropping his crotch hard on my face, ramming any inches left of his fuck straight into me. Like a slap on my balls, orgasm hit, and a shot of cum jetted out into Dar's throat, and I felt him gulp greedily, sucking even harder. At that he flexed his hips, an I felt his balls pull up against his body, and suddenly, my abused throat was flooded with cum. We were bucking and cumming against each other instantly, his fat belly bouncing off my chest as my hips thrust up, shooting harder and harder into his throat and mouth, both of us soundless with cocks blocking off everything. I didn't want it to stop, it couldn't stop, I threw my arms around Dar's big ass, squeezing him, jaw muscles cramping from being held open, the pain I could do with!

Dar had his arms around my legs, squeezing my calves, banging his head on my cock until we were both shivering, my abs cramping, and growing sensation of air exhaustion coming over me. I flailed a bit, patting Dar on the ass as I twisted my face to get the snake out of my throat, but it was too long, even a few inches did nothing. I patted Dar harder, and suddenly raised up, gasping and burping, and with that pulled his hips up, giving me the amazing sensation of being turned inside out with his cock sliding from my throat. I gasped and he crouched over me, panting, cum dripping out of his nose I saw, and then he turned, squashing against me on his side, as he moaned. His painfully red, wet cock drooled more cum on me, and he looked down, and I winked. "That's never, Baba!" he said, "Cum twice like that." He almost painfully moved back face to face with me, his big beard on my shoulder, wrapping his arms around me.

Dar kissed and held me, rocking as we looked at the sky, and he began whispering to me in Farsi, "Bâbâ", he whispered, "Papa", then "My maḥbūb... Say it! You are ḥabīb..." I heard more talking far away, "Say 'bot' sweetie!" and Dar laughed, wrestling with me. Voices were approaching. "I think we have hungry men again!" Dar said, "Say goshnesh to me Joe!" I laughed, and heard Sean say, "My My My!" We both struggled to look presentable, and Dar was slightly embarrassed, and became slightly quiet again, though he kept looking at me with twinkling black eyes, and laughing, looking down, shaking his head, saying "Real! Real!" "We're going to the gym," Sean said, "But I see you may be otherwise occupied!" Dar pushed me out of the couch. "Hercules never says no!"

A moment later I was propelled with Sean back to meet Sami, Zak and Renzo who were in the kitchen stuffing themselves. I got only two grilled chicken breasts, a pack of cheese, and couple of bananas in before Sami re-appeared dressed, with two gym bags. "Let's go Uncle Joe!" he said, while Zaf and Renzo walked in looking slightly moist, as though they had been up to something. "I have one problem!" I said, standing there naked. I ran back to the guest room, and put on a workout singlet, and going back to the kitchen area, extracted my wet wallet from my jeans. I opened my mouth to say "Ready", but clicking noises came out. Sean giggled, shaking his head. I stood like a fish, mouth opening and closing trying to get words out, so I whispered to Dar, "Can you wash my clothes, they're my only ones." Dar looked at me with concern, "I hurt you Baba!" he said, and I shook my head and hoarsely whispered "It was worth it beautiful man."

Dar kissed my forehead, and massaged my throat for a second as the others watched, and Renzo finally said, "Ercole, i tuoi occhi sono più grandi di gola." Zaf burst out laughing, and I realized Renzo taught him Italian. "He say, Hercules, your eyes are bigger than your throat!" I opened my mouth to say something back, but more clicks came out, and I gulped. Zaf laughed again, and Dar squeezed my cock, which didn't help make me feel more undressed -- I was a bit shocking looking to go to a gym in public like that, but that didn't matter -- he kissed me again on the forehead whispering "Baba" don't talk, just look pretty. Sean and Sami took my bag, pulling me outside. Chatty Joe was silent, finally. Suddenly, Dar banged on the car window, and jumped in beside me. "You can't go like that," He said, shaking his head, grinning, and we took a detour to one of his stores. I drank water copiously trying to get my voice back while Dar scratched my neck with his beard.

This is the first of three parts of my time in Corpus, the gym, and that evening remain to be blogged. I hope you enjoy -- it was a huge surprise to meet more of Sami's family. I have more about him if you read my DC blog on texbearjoe.tumblr.com, enjoy.

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We started driving in the SUV, and as I drank water, and took an Aleve from my gym bag for throat inflammation, and as we got to the store, I was able to hum a little bit. Dar dragged me in, and I was surrounded by, well, not the most wonderful beach clothes. There's a reason I like nude beaches, and my naked pool, but I ended up with a pair of very neutral board shorts. I the car again, Dar couldn't keep his hands off my legs, bending down to feel my calves, and slide his hands up the board shorts, and for my part, I couldn't keep my hands from under his shirt, feeling his fur. Back at the house, we dropped Dar off as the guys said "Get a room!" Laughing, and all I could do was kind of grunt at them. About a half an hour later, listening to Sean and Sami talk about their upcoming wedding and a surprise announcement tonight, we arrived at the gym, and bustled on in it -- very standard Gold's, standing alone like a Bed Bath and Beyond in the middle of a big parking lot.

Going in, we dumped our stuff in the locker room, and headed out to the floor, agreeing that it was chest day. Now, I was dressed in a bit of a small singlet, and I don't have a small cock. Neither did Sean and Sami. We walked over to some Hammer machines, and started warming up on incline presses, and everyone slowly paused around us. The great thing about a gym is that mirrors are everywhere, and guys -- it was a lot of young guys, and quite a few who looked kind of like "Metro" beach with great beards and brush-cut tops, and then beach frat boy types. And they were not looking at our bodies, they were looking above the knee, below the navel. I opened my mouth, and a guttural grunt came out, as I nodded to the guys, and Sami and Sean laughed, and I ended up pointing in the mirror, and I had kind of a whispery laugh. Sami had gotten bad on all the 'roids, and adjusted his crotch a few times.

Finally, a younger guy came buy, completely bursting, and asked me "Where are you guys from?" as he stared at Sami's furry shoulders. I tried to talk, and all that game out was a kind of "GrrrrRRRRRSSS" and he backed off. Sean replied "Hey Bro, Joe here's from Houston. Sami and I are from DC, just in town for, you know, Party time!" The guy looked at me carefully, and said asked Sean "Is he angry with me?" I struggled and came up with "GRRRRUNNAAAhhhss" and Sean said, "He had some throat surgery, don't pay attention to him. He'll be fine." Sami burst out laughing, and the guy laughed, somewhat mystified for a moment. I drank water, wishing I had some more anti-inflammatory. After a moment, more guys came over with the young-un (as my family would say back in Tennessee), and they watched me pressing.

I know I was crazy, but with guys there, I feel inspired to do more, so I was pressing three caddies a side easily, sets of 15 reps, so I was at 270 lbs. "Man, I hope I look at you when I get old!" he finally said, and Sami groaned, and rolled his eyes. I said something like "MgrraAA" then some clicking, so I got more water. Sami had two caddies and a quarter, and Sean just two. "Look at that", the young-un said, at the dimples beside my pecs when I flex - they are about an inch deep. "Take a feel Bro!" Sean said, with a completely straight face. The poor guy was babbling at that point, and I took his hand, and pushed it against my pec. I pushed three caddies and a quarter, up, up, 10 sets, then Sean and Sami helped me with negatives. My shoulder started hurting, but I was jazzed up. "Mragggggrrrhhsssss" I said, and now everyone laughed.

Then it got worse. On the final set, a couple of guys felt my pecs flexing, then Sami and Sean pushed the hands away and felt my pecs rolling eyes, and I slitted my eyes at them wishing I had laser beams to kill them. "Oh, so big Joe!" Sami said, and the guys laughed and wandered away, but at least S&S helped me with the last negatives at 320lbs. My pecs were screaming and burning, that what you get when you work out with buddies. I showed them my new favorite exercise at the fly machine, sitting sideways and doing a hyper-extended single, pausing for 10 seconds per rep. I had all the guys groaning, and not saying a word for 15 minutes, I felt my that my throat was better, the Aleve was working. We went on through the rest of the workout -- Smith machine declines, then incline dumbbells. I kept accidentally knocking 150lb dumbbells against Sami and Sean's crotches as they helped me do negatives, and we pyramided down to 50's, and even at that low a weight, we were helping each other do forced negatives.

I don't think I had been that pumped in years! Then we brought the gym to a halt. I struggled a bit, and dropped one of my singlet straps down, then the other, peeling it down to my waist, exposing all my upper body in front of a mirror. Sami hesitated a fraction of a second, and peeled off his tanktop, grabbing one corner and pulling up and off in a single dramatic gesture. "Hey, you boys have a good time!" Sean said, stepping back hands up waving his palms, laughing. Sami and I went through the mandatory poses, in synch with each other. It looked amazing, the tan Daddy with the white beard and blond fur, the pale Bodybuilder with the black beard and the black fur. The young-un came over, and more guys watched as we went through, and I had to stop the side triceps, for some reason it just didn't feel good in my left shoulder.

Sami went on flexing, he had been to contests (I hated to imagine what he was like shaved!). We both ended up in "Most muscular", which is not a standard, but allows you to see what you like the best. Sami was awesome, but I noticed, as I stood close, I was really much, much bigger. My old "megarexia" was at work. I just never really see my muscle size clearly, unless I am right up against a big bodybuilder. I do have 21" arms (22" my tailor says). Most bodybuilders think I'm being snide when I compliment them. I rubbed my arms against Sami, and he rubbed back -- all the guys around us caught their breath. Sean said "That's so Gay, Bro!" laughing, and I said, "GRrrrMMM cocksucker GMMee!" Then it burst out "Cause I fucking am gay, Bro! Big old assfucker!" and we held hands up and did a high-five, the three of us. I was laughing, but it sounded more like a lizard hissing. My bad!

We headed back to the locker room, the guys kind of stunned behind us, and stripping off our clothes, headed for the showers. The young-un appeared, and a few other guys, as we walked out the showers, towels over our shoulders. Mind you, most gyms, the guys do a Kabuki dance with a towel and shorts, there we were our junk swinging around, and the men skittered like cockroaches in a flashlight, staring at the swinging meat. I calmly reached over and skinned back Sean's fat cockhead, and he jumped and slapped my hand "What you doing Uncle Joe!" and we laughed, and I was able to grunt out, "Just checking if you washed under the lid!" I started to feel we were being just a tiny bit assholey, and we slid back into our clothes, and I half-expected to see the young-un as we walked out, but invisible. We headed back to the house, it was dinner time!

We piled into the house, and found the 2nd kitchen, where Renzo had made a fantastic Italian feast for us, "Mangia Mangia!" for real. Dar took me aside, and handing me freshly laundered jeans and my teeshirt, insisted I show him how the gym went, not allowing me to speak. I got naked in a flash, him standing clothed in front of me, and did some flexing, making sure he got his hands on my pecs, squeezing, then he cried out and just leaned down and buried his face again, shaking and snuffling in between them as I flexed and squeezed his face. Red in the face, he leaned back, and I shucked my jeans on fast as he pulled me to the dining room, where Sami was standing there shirtless with Renzo and his Dad feeling his pecs, along side Sean, who flicked at Sami's nipples at every opportunity, forcing Sami to gasp and crouch down, protecting them, slapping at Sean.

Dar got me and Sami beside each other for another flex-off, but then insisted we get naked. Sami was there, furry and naked in front of his Dad and Uncle, Uncle Joe beside him, and Renzo and Sean smiling, but they disappeared off to the kitchen a moment later. I whispered "7 mirrored", and we went through the poses, framed in huge glass doors into the patio and pool with sunset behind us, spots overhead, and in each pose we mirrored each other. Silly, but fun, and got polite applause from Zaf and Dar. Poor Dar stood there, mouth open, and at the final "most muscular", I grabbed Sami's cock playfully, slowly kneeling in front of him, and put it between my pecs and flexed, squeezing it -- Sami was shocked, and said "Ow!" and grinned. My eyes were locked on Dar's and his mouth open, he turned a little white for a second, even with his tan, and he put his forefinger and thumb at his temple, hand over his eyes, and looked down, rubbing his face.

Sami and I got shorts on, and went to the kitchen about the same time that Renzo yelled for us, and sitting down to Dinner, Dar bounced back from whatever shock he had, and was almost on tiptoes, skipping around the table with plates from the kitchen. Wonderful dinner. Enough said. I ate like crazy, as did Sami, which Renzo loved, and Sami and Sean announced a big surprise -- they were having babies -- like plural. Sami's sperm, and a Cousin of Sean's eggs, and a third party mom. Three! Dar smiled, as did Renzo, who financed the quite expensive surrogate operation. Zaf burst into tears, very emotional and nobody had dry eyes. We toasted the Dads-to-be, and with that, and lots of discussion, we retired to another huge room overlooking the pool and the bay, Dar pulling the glass doors wide open which folded like an accordion giving the effect of sitting outside inside the living area.

This room was amazing, walls covered with Persian art, thick rugs on the floor, pillows and low tables, and candles in hanging metal baskets, swaying the light bay breeze, hypnotic. He poured us a small drink, in tiny elaborate glasses with gold filigree on the outside, and pulled out a hookah, and fussed over it for a few minutes as we all sat cuddled -- Renzo and Zaf, Sean and Sami, Dar pausing from time to time to kiss me. He lit the pipe, and we all moved forward, and a familiar scent came in the air, but different -- Dar looked at me and said, smiling, looking like a boy again, grinning "Joe, you ok with some 'bang'", and I smelled light hashish mixed with applewood, and something resinous. I winked at him and nodded, my voice still slightly hoarse, not wanting to really stress it. Sean and Sami took a pipe, as did Zaf and Renzo, each inhaling lightly, passing the pipe together.

I then spoke, my voice quite deep and boom, startling Dar, "Dar, you didn't finish your story." Dar smiled passing the pipe to me after he took some, and he started speaking. I inhaled lightly, very nice flavor and smoke through the water, not blatantly intense cannaboids like the prior evening. Beach life I in Texas, I thought to my self, grinning. "We met family in DC," Dar began, "Who helped get us setup. Zaf and I ran a small store for one of our Uncles." He went on to describe the long hours, and unpleasantness, but both boys, as they had in Tehran, slept together, and continued taking care of each other's sexual needs, Dar slowly learning the pleasures of his ass with Zaf's thick prong. Then "that bitch" showed up. Zaf rustled around in his cushions -- abrupt after Dar's fond detailed description of the first time Zaf fucked him. Ahh, but the woman.

In one of the stores, which the boys were given finally by their Uncle, a woman came more and more frequently, buying small things, always talking to Zaf. She convinced him to go to dinner with her, and things led on. "We had no experience, you see." Dar said, sadly. Zaf shook his head, as we all took another long breathful of the smoke. Then, the rift began. Zaf spent a night with her, then more nights at her insistence, and then to Dar -- and his Uncle's surprise -- the woman was pregnant. Zaf was wedged into marriage. That was the best it was. Soon Sami was born, and Zaf was the proud Papa, but things became difficult at home. "I was too big, it hurt! OHH!" Zaf said suddenly, "Pelvic!" Zaf went without sex for some time, then begged Dar to fuck him. Dar took care of Zaf, and they resumed their normal life, when all was exposed by "the woman" -- she had proof Zaf and Sami were fucking.

Then it came out - she did not want the baby, she wanted the store, and in the divorce settlement, she took all that Dar had, and all that Zaf had and them high and dry. The room became deadly still, then I heard the very faint sound of chimes somewhere. Zaf struggled with a Taxi business, and Dar was set up again by his Uncle, and did well in business, but the Uncle would have nothing more to do with Zaf. "But tonight, we celebrate," Dar said, his Persian accent even more pronounced, his eyes shining, almost bloodshot. The smoke in the room cleared slightly with another breeze, and I felt so relaxed. Dar was cuddled up with me, his body smell mixing with the sweet smoke of the pipes, and he had his hand on my chest and arms squeezing me. He reached on the table beside the hookah, and poured an oil in his hands, and began massaging my muscles, getting my chest slick.

A stronger breeze came in the room, and a few of the candles near the door went out. Sean had his face buried in Sami's chest and armpits, licking him, all inhibitions gone, and Renzo was carefully undressing Zaf. Zaf and Dar looked at each other, nodding. I don't know how long we had been smoking and necking, but I was thirsty. I said "Dar", my voice booming and breaking the still spell of the room, and asked him for water. He came back with bottles, and as I drank, he pulled my pants, and underwear off. I had a huge hardon, was incredibly turned on by the whole situation, the whole family incest angle, all the hairy blocky men with fat veiny cocks, the perfect situation, an end to a long trip -- I was more turned on that I ever had been in my life.

Dar stood in front of me, taking his clothes off, then he whispered "Samir", and whispered in Farsi. Sean let Sami go, and the two walked over to me, Sami's huge cock bouncing out in front of him, Sean's big fistlike dark black cock also hard. Dar poured out more oil and jacked off Sami's cock lightly, casually, and then with his other hand pushed up between the hard bulging cheeks of Sami's ass and clearly wiped his asshole with oil, plunging a few fingers in and out. I heard Zaf kissing Renzo, then Sami crouched, as he had earlier, and flopped his big cut cock on my chest. Dar was stroking his cock, open-palmed underneath the huge 11" shaft, red-purple head shining. The marijuana was hitting him, his mouth open, and I could swear I saw some drool drip out on the floor as he panted slightly. I looked down at Sami's beautiful cock -- thick veins along the slightly flat shaft, big purple-brown head with a deep piss slit, some precum already starting to leak.

The smoke was starting to hit me too -- it felt like electric prickles on my chest hair as Sami rubbed his cock. Sean had disappeared, so I focused on Dar and Sami, Uncle and Nephew. Sami held my shoulders with his hairy hands, and his huge ass flexed, sliding the fat shaft between my pecs up and down, like hot rubbery silk. Dar kept leaning down now and then, fingering Sami's asshole, suddenly violently shoving fingers in and out, then stopping to stand and jack himself off. Sami only go harder. I took hold of his ass -- I can't describe how gigantic and hard it was in my hands -- and pushed my arms together, flexing my chest. My muscles bulged out, a deep furrow forming as I looked down, cockhead inches from my mouth. Dar gasped, and stuck a precum-wet finger in the dimple that formed on either side of my chest, at my armpit, and continued to drool slightly, jacking his cock more urgently.

Sami grunted and slid his cock down, the tip disappearing between my pecs in the white fur. I saw a hand come around him, with a washcloth, and held it over Sami's mouth. Sami's body was flexing in that crouched position, all his leverage coming from his huge ass and back. He groaned, all the breath escaping his body, and took another huff of the cloth. With that, he slowly pushed the cock back up the groove on my chest, inch by inch feeling the scruffy chest hair grating the sensitive underside. I was infinitely grateful when Sean sat beside me, and started stroking the tip of my cock, like holding a lightbulb, and fiery waves shot down the shaft with each stroke. Sami's cock was deep in my cleavage, nearing my mouth now as Dar got on his knees, furry face an inch from mine watching my chest. He stroked the dimples again, and I smelled overpowering spermy precum on his hand and fingers -- his hand was slick with his own precum now.

I put my chin down, on top of my chest, and Sami's cock slid right up to it, still nestling in my cleavage. I stuck my tongue out and tasted the salty, bitter roid precum at the tip. Sami shuddered, and pulled back, so I stuck my tongue out more. He was easily long enough to be rubbing his cock in my cleavage, with his huge head entering my mouth. I felt the smooth, hot tissue of the head against my lips, then closing my lips slightly, felt the rim of the head push my lips open slowly. Sami crouched again, his cock sliding down the cleavage, and I thought Dar would collapse -- he had already stopped breathing. Sami's face was turning very red, and a tiny shot of precum splashed on my chest, Dar gasping again. Sami started jerking unsteadily his cock wiping up my chest, into my mouth now, head deep between my lips as I sucked.

Dar's beard was wet with his drool, shining as I looked down while Sami stroked down, and I leaned over gently and licked Dar's lips, and said "Dar, yes," In an incredibly deep voice. I was still holding Sami, feeling his enormous hairy ass in my hands as he fucked my chest, and I pulled him closer. Sean stroked Sami's bull balls as he stroked my cock, and whispered "Soon," in my ear. He fed Sami more of the washcloth, and Dar snatched it, inhaling quickly. Sami was unsteady, grinding his thick log of a cock against my chest, which was almost cramping from the tension I had on it. "OH," he said, "UH!" and started shaking, red-faced and gritting his teeth. Suddenly, a huge jetful of cum shot up over my chest, lubricating the groove. Sami yelled out loudly, and jerked, sliding his cock along my pec right into my mouth now, gushing cum up as I sucked at him.

Cum ran down my beard as he jerked mechanically, unable to control his ass, and he screamed and bellowed. I looked down, and from his thick cum-dripping cockhead, a straw-thick stream of cum shot out again, up in my face, beard, down my chest. Dar's face was splashed, as he whined and gurgled, watching the spectacle. I pulled Sami slightly closer, Dar's face now between Sami's hard abs and my chest, and another spurt of cum shot out of Sami, his cockhead really grinding between Dar's lips and beard, my chest, and my mouth. Dar's eyes rolled back in his head, and he just let out a deep moan, somewhere way inside him being completely satisfied crushed between two bodybuilders. I continued to rub and squash him while Sami was bucking in my hands, like a horse gone wild, with another and another shot of cum all over my beard and mouth, Dar's face this time.

I realized I had lifted my arm, and maneuvered back, Dar's face now between my bicep, chest, Sami's cock, and his proment abs, which were flexing with each final shot of cum he blew out from that massive cock. Dar wasn't even jacking off, just moaning and rubbing his face between us, rotating to feel my bicep which triggered him all over again to gasp and groan out loud. Sami was finally drawing blanks, squeezing his ass as hard as he could still fucking against me and crushing against Dar's face, but he yelled out "Ow Ow OW!" and backed away from me, bending over, his ass muscle cramping. Dar yelled out in surprise, then crawled on his knees in front of me to bury his face in the cup of cum his Nephew had coated my chest with. I wrapped my arms around Dar's head, as I head earlier that day, this time mashing him into my pumped chest, cum, sweat from that evening.

Dar held onto the couch, just shaking, quivering in my arms, and I leaned down to kiss his bald head. He looked up, face smeared with cum that he was licking, eyes red and teared. "You," he began, "You just, you read my mind." He stared at me with his reddish black eyes, and reached for my cock as I rubbed the cum from my chest on my arm to lick up. Sami was still bent over now, but Sean was rimming him like there was no tomorrow. Renzo was fucking Zaf, long deep strokes at the other side of the room, when he suddenly said "Sean, come here." Sean got up as Sami straightened and walked over to his father, when Dar stood up, his wet hand still stroking his gargantuan cock. I could smell it. "I can read minds too, Joe" Dar whispered, and he stooped down to grab the washcloth on the floor, then poured the bottle that Sean had brought into it.

He held it over my mouth as the strangely scented poppers (Sean, the chemist), and I felt a warmth flush over my skin. Dar was looking down, and crouched, as Sami did, and began sliding his cock against my chest. He slid it up as I began where Sean had left off, stroking my cock, and the head slid over my chin as Dar grimaced and gasped. I again lowered my chin, and opened my mouth, the cockhead sliding in, and his balls -- much bigger than Sami -- banged on my chest. The poppers gradually narrowed my focus, and intent, and all I could do was feel that arm-sized cock sliding on my pecs as Dar reached down, both hands, and grabbed them hard, pulling and squeezing fucking against them. "Thick" was all that my mind held in it, and I felt the cockhead, without seeing, push into my mouth as Dar stood up. I had a tiny feeling I wasn't going to survive his cock pushing straight in me -- it was hard enough on the couch earlier.

He pulled the head out, and stroking thick fingers on my tongue, pushed into my throat, and rubbed gently, whispering at me in Farsi, then spitting in my mouth gently. He flexed his hips, the giant cock going into my mouth slowly now. I lapped at it, tasting all the precum that had accumulated over it, and paused to feel the deep split, just like Sami. Then Dar gently, so gently, held the poppers up and took a deep sniff, then a second. He held my head -- I was starting to clear, and pushed the bulbous head in my mouth, staring down as I stared up -- his hairy belly, the thick black-grey hair on his chest, the handsome face. He pushed in further, and then said "Ah Ahhhhhhh!" and with his fingers closed my lips over the cockshaft. I felt his shaft throb, then a gusher of cum shot in, and I sucked it like a madman. Bitter, oily almost, and he frowned, eyes growing wide, and pushed further in.

I felt the cock against the back of my throat, and I relaxed, poppers relaxing, and the thick head suddenly popped in, easily, lubed by his cum. His eyes shot wide open, and he continued gushing cum into my throat, pushing further, stretching my throat to bursting, pushed and pushed until my face was against his crotch again, no longer tasting cum, just feeling the slow throbs of the volleys aimed straight into my stomach. Slowly, and again with that same strange pulling vacuum feeling in my throat, he took his cock out, until just the wide head was in my mouth, the pulled it on out, and I gasped for air. Each time I touched my cock, I could almost not bear it, I was so on the edge of explosion, almost painfully. Dar, gasped for air, and slid to his knees again, holding my muscles, as he pulled himself onto the couch. I leaned back into his thick chest, feeling his big belly, watching Sean fuck Zaf.

He was slamming into that voluminous ass, then pausing as Sami crouched down, with his narrower but longer cock. Zaf was on his back, hairy hands pulling his legs up, with Renzo on top of him slamming that beautiful uncut Italian cock into his throat. Sean, then Sami, then Sami whimpered, and lay down beside his Dad, pulling his legs up too. Renzo gradually pulled away from Zaf as Sean hammered him, and then standing in front of Sami, slammed his cock in Sami's ass, not even lubing or anything. Dar sat there, mouth open, stroking his half-hard cock at the lurid scene in front of us. At that, he took me by the wrist, looking at me almost uncomprehendingly, and pulled me towards the other side of the room. He pushed me down by Zaf, and holding my legs up, spit on my asshole, and then began, on his knees, rimming me.

His beard scratched my sensitive hole, and my cock was streaming precum now, every time it grated against my chest I thought I would cum in that position. Zaf was staring at the ceiling, shaking his head, in another world. Dar got his thick tongue in my hole -- he was sucking the lips into his mouth, and then thrusting against the hole with his tongue, lapping around in circles inside the tight band. I knew I would be ripped if Dar got in me, but I didn't have the strength right then, and I was so overpowered by sex, my mind was bouncing around like a pinball machine. My chest, then my cock, my calves, Dar's fingers in my mouth, all over I couldn't focus. Suddenly Dar was saying "Please Joe", and climbed up over me, his cock bouncing lewdly.

More oil on his hand, and he started rubbing his asshole, spittle dripping off his mouth and beard on me, and he bent slightly, and crammed fingers in his asshole, shaking his hand hard as he frowned, then looked at me with a furrowed brow of pleasure, closing his eyes. He grabbed the back of the couch, and then, to my surprise, pulled his cock up and aimed his ass at my mouth. He was in a bad position, and I strained to get at it, and he whined, becoming frantic but not able to assess the situation. Finally he turned at an angle, foot up on the side of the couch, and pushed his fat hairy ass at my mouth, pulling it and begging. I licked it, pure heaven, fur on my tongue, then the hot hole. I stroked it gently with my tongue, getting it stiff to push in while Dar stroked his cock again. I reached up, and clamped my mouth on the hole, sucking now while Dar cried out.

I licked a finger, and stroked the rim, then pushed inside, harder and harder, meeting resistance while Dar started talking rapidly, until I touched his prostate. He jumped off my fingers, and grabbed my head, looking demonic, and shoved his cock in, cumming again, just 5 or 10 minutes after he just had. I reached up and shoved my finger back in his asshole, fat cheeks around my hand, then rubbed his rockhard prostate while he fed me freely, cum pissing out his wonderful cock. I only got 5 or 6 shots this time before he pulled back, and with that, he dropped down beside me, and his brother, and lifted his legs up, his look imploring. His cock never went fully soft, draped up over his hairy belly and he scooted further, his knees up by his head and pulling his asshole open, reaching for me. There he was, beside his brother, and his nephew on the couch.

I aimed my cock at his hole, knowing that I'd cum very, very soon. I pushed down, and rubbed the head on his asshole. Intense rubbery, wiry high-voltage currents went into my cock and I needed more. I stared at Dar's immense bulky hairy body under me, and pushed the head into his hole. He winced, and looked around for poppers, but I held his face, and with both hands took hold of his cock. I pushed another in in, then bounced out slowly, in a little, then out less. Inch by inch at that position, I pushed in while stroking him, and finally able to squeeze and work his pecs like he had mine. He was staring at me so intensely at that point, I pushed his legs back hard, and then flexed my whole upper body in a most muscular. Dar was incoherent, babbling and trying to reach out for me as I pushed another inch in him, stroking his hypersensitive anus and rectum with my meat.

I was halfway in, flexing as he held my arms, but I didn't ram my lover, I slowly continued to glide in, whispering to him, holding that massive cock, and feeling his asshole slowly loosen and start grabbing and sucking at my cock. Another inch, and I felt pressure from his second stop, and I pushed against it as he had my throat earlier, my lips already stretched. He grunted, and begged for poppers. Sean threw some across, and I held them to his nose, pushing harder against his inner lips, when finally, all at once, I slid another inch in him now penetrating to his colon -- far beyond the rectum. Dar's arms were wrapped around his furry legs, his asshole now almost completely filled, I had an inch to go. I let his cock go for a second, and it slapped against his nose, and he opened his mouth to suck the head for a moment. I pulled it back, almost a tad painfully, aiming it up towards my mouth, then pushing my last inch in Dar cried out, feeling me slam against his ass.

I then, in a broad stroke, pulled out to just the head, letting it tickle his anal ring, then stroked it in rapidly, pausing for a moment again as I opened his second reluctant hole. On and on I fucked him, along with Renzo and Sean, who were trading places. Zaf had a pool of cum on his chest already, gibbering as he continued beating off his fat cock sometimes hard, sometimes soft -- the thick almost black plumlike head slick with cum and spit. Sean leaned forward occasionally to suck his cock as Sean, then Renzo, then Sean fucked him, then I looked back to Dar. I leaned down, long strokes in and out of his ass as thought I was sawing him In two, when I felt it. First the spark, the tickle deep inside me, and then my cock felt hotter and hotter, my shaft completely covered in electricity. I took hold of Dar's cock, jackhammering it as hard as I could, jacking, when I put it in my head.

"CUM" I commanded him, as my own cock took over, and suddenly Dar's brow furrowing, a look of deep almost pain coming over him, and his eyes rolled up as he began blasting cum again into my mouth. I started shooting, sucking the chunks of thick cum, crouching over more and more with cock in my mouth as I bucked and slammed against his cock, almost bruising my balls. We were both now bucking against each other, Dar stuttering in Farsi with me, Zaf suddenly responding with Sami, and Zaf began shooting cum up, up in the air, reaching out for his brother as Sami began yelling obscenities at Sean, and pulled his head down to his own blasting cock. Fuck we were all cum-drenched in moments from Zaf spewing fountains all over, and I felt my own cock, after more than an hour of mind-bending edging, continue to shoot as my senses became narrowed to just Dar's huge cock in my mouth, and his hairy hole practically sucking cum out of me.

I realized with a shred of my mind I was about to faint, and I pulled back and took a big gulp of air. My whole body was convulsing in the orgasm inside Dar, when I slowly, slowly pulled out, the wildly over-sensitive cockshaft and head sucked and chewed by his ass. Dar straightened out suddenly, his legs jutting out as he pulled me toward him, and we watched Renzo, covered in sweat, continue to fill Zaf as Sean did Sami. I was panting, and watching Renzo extract his cock, I couldn't help myself. I scooted down, watching his cum drip from Zaf's gaping hole, and I licked the bottom of his head. Renzo gave out an incredibly "AhhhhHHHHH" and shot another splotch of cum in my mouth, and I heard Sean say "Damn!" pulling his meat out of Sami. A moment later we were all halfway on/off the couch, still horned up, jacking off semi-hard meat kissing each other, crawling over bodies.

This is the second of three parts of my time in Corpus, the gym, and that evening remain to be blogged. I hope you enjoy -- it was a huge surprise to meet more of Sami's family. We ended the evening in quite an orgy, an event I'll never forget, those two hairy fuckers, Sami overwhelmed, and fucked, held down and fucked, by Dar's meat. I have a friend in Miami that I love having sex with, he can cum 10-15 times a session, as long as you let his cock go immediately after he shoots -- and give him poppers. Another buddy in Madrid, sexy thick body and very fat uncut cock, who also shoots over, and over and over, a nasty incest buddy. Dar had mastered cumming, stopping any stimulation of his cock immediately after he shot, and with that, he was a machine the rest of the night.

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Dar relit the pipe, and we all greedily took more lungfuls of the sweetish smoke, kissing and jacking each other in literally throbbing pile. Pausing, we all drank some water, and Dar staggered away and it seemed almost instantly brought us hot incredibly sweet, and muddy coffee. I gulped down the thimbleful I got, and leaned back against Dar feeling his belly, thick legs, and hands all over my muscles. Then Dar got up. He stepped up to the couch and over his brother, hovering over Zaf. Zaf fat hand was holding onto his cock, jacking it off -- only halfway wrapped around, such a big girth. He was hard as his brother whispered, and slapped his cock against Zaf's face, then Dar looked down at me. I worked up to Zaf's balls and cock, feeling his hairy thick legs around me as I stroked the massive testicles. His scrotum covered my hand practically, and they hung down low - it seemed like almost a foot long and wide as my palm.

I put my hand up under them, then wrapping around the neck of the bag, pulled slightly which positioned his thick cock pointing up towards Dar's asshole. I switched hands, Sami sidling up beside me as Renzo began fucking Sean to one side slapping his ass noisily, Sean begging for more. Dar slapped his cock in Zaf's sucking mouth, his red lips in that black beard grabbing at his brother's big fat cockhead, slowly lowering his asshole. I pulled on Zaf's balls again, tightening the skin around the cock making it jut even more obscenely, bloated and still wet with all his cum. Sami got closer, as did I, and he licked first his Father's balls, then up along the sack in my hand, then from the base of the cock up to the circumcised fat brown head, kissing the spot where the head connected to the shaft, the little cord with so many nerve endings.

A drop of cum emerged as I squeezed my hand up against Zaf's well fucked asshole, his apron-like scrotum still in my hand. I leaned over and kissed Sami, who was now licking his dad's shaft like a lollipop, grinning and making slurping sounds. His tongue looked so pink against his black beard, flicking along the thick veiny shaft, then with a wide mouth, ran his open mouth up and down the rod, his beard stroking his dad's legs. I felt Zaf's asshole, which was loose and open, and with both hands, squeezed his ball sack tight, and pushed the balls one on top of the other, in a column. Twisting it around, I played with his hole, which opened very responsively as he sucked his brother's fat cockhead, deeper and deeper in his throat, and I shoved the balls up hard against his asshole. Slowly, like a watermelon seed between my fingers, one popped in to the hole -- more oozed in.

Zaf gasped with the double sensation of his asshole, sucking like a mouth on his own balls, and his asshole stretched slightly by that goose-egg testicle. I shoved again, the other ball squeezed in my hand, and again in slow-motion his other nut went on up in beside its brother. I pushed the balls deep in his asshole, up in the rectum so they would stay put, then I stuffed as much of his scrotum as I could up in his hole, cramming four fingers up beside the balls already inside. "Fuck, what you do to me Uncle Joe!" finally Zaf gasped. Sami, eyes closed in a dream, rolled his mouth over and over his dad's thick cockhead. His beard scruffed against the shaft as he mouthed the rim, then licking under the edge and nibbling on it as his Papa continued to shake and cry out. He stretched his lips and took more of it in his mouth, then opening his eyes, looking at me frowning.

He pushed harder, and finally had to cock his head as the cock clearly met his throat in that huge mouth. Dar took Zaf's mouth and shoved his cock back in, holding his jaw open with his thumb, fucking urgently in small, quick motions. Saliva was running freely out of Zaf's mouth into his beard, and Dar kept wiping it up, pushing it back in Zaf's mouth with thick fingers when he paused fucking to let Zaf breathe. I saw Sami's throat expand, and he looked at me without seeing, pushing harder and harder, his Dad's massive meat opening his throat up tremendously. He bobbed his head, his throat swelling and collapsing with his Dad's cock, under his beard, and I had to reach out -- taking hold of under his Adam's apple, I felt the massive family meat stretch and fill the void in his throat, as Sami finally pushed his face flat against his Dad's groin.

I stroked the cock through his throat, even getting a bark from Zaf as I squeezed the bulge of his head in Sami's throat, then Sami pulled off all at once, gasping, spittle running freely from his mouth. Sami and I resumed sucking his Dad's cockshaft together, taking our turns at trying to get the wide cockhead in our mouths, until Sami began licking the tight scrotum. While Sami licked, and literally chewed his Dad's ball sack, I got my mouth on that fireplug -- thicker even than Dar. I had to have it, and I had to twist my head at the same odd angle as Sami. I opened wide up, pushing down, my tongue squashed flat at first until the head pushed against my throat. I don't know how Sami did it, I finally grabbed Zaf's thick legs and pulled my face onto his cock. The same sensation as this afternoon, all at once my throat painfully gave way and I felt the rim of his cockhead penetrate my throat.

As amazing as the first time he did it so many years ago, I started jacking myself off impaled on that cock. I pulled back slightly, and it literally popped out my throat, and at the same time I jumped -- Sean was on my ass, literally. Dar was watching closely as Sean started sucking my hole, taking up where Dar left off earlier, tonguing deep inside, until I realized I needed to breathe. I pushed the cock in my throat, bobbing up and down now, as Sami stopped and felt my throat, squeezing his Dad's cock as I had in his throat. Sami went back to the scrotum, and starting rimming his and the scrotum in his mouth Zaf was thrashing. His asshole was tightening in a crazy feedback loop -- whenever he squeezed, it must have sent incredible sensations through his balls, which in turn made him squeeze harder.

He was bucking now, each motion triggering more and more sensation, and he kept moaning and bellowing when he could take a breath -- which wasn't often as Dar was face-fucking him so insistently. Dar slowly broke away, leaving a gasping and moaning Zaf twisting his hips, unable to tell what was happening in his groin, his ass, and his cock. Sean started working fingers in and out of my asshole, and I felt him consciously trying to stretch it, first one then two fingers inside. I felt another pair of hands and Renzo was holding me open, Sean pushing more fingers in my asshole until I felt unnervingly full, but not at all in pain. I broke off of Zaf's cock, as Sami jumped back up to throat it, and looking around, saw Sean rear up, his cock against my hole. He pulled back the foreskin, pink head popping out, and slowly he pushed the head in, groaning with every fraction of an inch in my anal canal.

It was just as full as having four fingers, and Renzo continued to hold me open, when Sean pulled out, then Renzo replace him, slapping my ass slightly. I loved Renzo's cock not too thick, long like mine though and he knew how to fuck, pushing in slowly, pausing when he hit my depth, then pushing through very slowly into my colon as I shuddered. Dar saw this, and pulled out of Zaf, staring at my muscle ass, and jacked off, feeling Renzo's cock sliding in and out of me. I was jacking off now, full force, crazy sensations going through me with that cock slicing into me, then Renzo laughed, and pulled back out. Sean got down beside me, ass in the air, and Renzo started fucking him, when Dar rubbed his cock on my hole. I lost my breath. I didn't know if I could take it, what would happen, and Dar very gently pushed his fat head on my hole.

I pushed as hard as I could to open my hole, but it was still a stretch, and he just pushed harder and harder against me, holding my hips, then his hands gliding smoothly over my back, kneading my traps as he continued pushing. A slow opening sensation came over my ass, almost numbing, as the head started to go in, and I had to ask him to stop, somehow. I stuttered, and my voice left me again after such deepthroating of Zaf, and I realized I was in trouble. Dar continued pushing, and I trembled, bleating to stop, almost paralyzed with the cock starting into my hole, when the rim of his cockhead popped into my anal canal. I can't remember anything for the next few seconds, the intensity of the sensation was all that was in my mind, when I suddenly kind of came to and felt Dar squeezing my triceps and shoulders, and I realized the head was all the way in my rectum.

All three long inches of the purple brown head, stretching my asshole wider and wider as it got in, like having an apple shoved in you. He continued pushing, waves of hot sexy feeling rolling over my ass radiating from my asshole, then suddenly my prostate was being crushed into a wafer. I had the intense sensation that I was pissing hard, but I knew I wasn't, as Dar continued digging deeper and deeper into my ass. I whimpered and tried to talk, but all that came out again was a kind of "Gruaaaaaah" sound, and Dar pulled back slightly, then shoved in again. This was so much more difficult that the throat fucking from that afternoon, in so many ways. Continuing to push in, I heard and felt Renzo pounding Sean beside me, Dar finally starting to hit my deep "do not enter" spot. He squeezed my ass, holding my hips, and then whispered "poppers poppers" and Sami took a break slavering over his father's Cock, Dad stroking his furry cheeks affectionately, to feed me some hits.

My mind started exploding, and Dar took his cue, pushing hard again, and with a sharp unbearable pain for a second, he got completely in me. I think I was so tight to the breadth of his cock, I must have actually squeezed it smaller, it was getting more comfortable now, even though I felt like I was continuously pissing. My god, he went to town, sliding faster and faster in me, spitting on his cock, pumping into Hercules. Finally, I lowered my upper body on my shoulder, reaching back to jack myself off. The moment I touched my cock, that was it. I lost control of my voice, barking and groaning with terrible sounds, and my entire groin came into orgasm -- It wasn't just that I was touching my cock, my squashed flat prostate was crossing all the wiring up inside me, and the lower half of my body was engulfed in waves of fuck sensation, Dar's cock unleashing wave after wave of ecstasy.

I grunted and twisted, not remembering what happened again, when I felt Dar pause the frantic seesawing. If possible, my ass got tighter, and I felt pulsing as Dar fell on my back clutching my arms. He lifted up and slammed into me again, and I felt cum dripping down my leg. He gasped, clutching me, whispering in my ear as I grunted gutturally, unable to move, think or say anything, pure fuck -- know the sensation when you finish pissing? And that wave of goospimples move over you? Or hearing someone crush ice in their mouth? Fingernails on a board? Imagine that times a thousand, all from a cock in your ass, pushing and stretching, hitting every fucking nerve ending. I was so, so gone. Dar slowly, slowly pulled out, until I felt an immense emptiness, and a slowly fading sensation of pissing, the cumming slowing down, but not completely over.

I lay there for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts when Dar climbed back up over Zaf, offering that straight Ass-to-mouth cock to his brother, who licked his lips greedily, the hairy pig! Dar slowly crouched, suddenly that tight asshole gaping open and red above the huge knob of Zaf's cock. Sami and pulled back slightly, mouth still on Zaf's cock again as Dar lowered. Sami held the cock positioned up at Dar's hole, then Dar dipped, the thick rim popping just inside his asshole while a deep basso "AHHhhhhhhhsss....." came out of him. Christ, he just came! He dipped again, his ass making a popping sound as the red angry lips spread again and again, the huge mean forced further into his anus, and I crawled forward, a hot horny mess to watch that enormous hairy ass ride the cock. It reminded me of the huge dildo the night before, only very much in the flesh, and so close I could hear it sucking on the cock.

And with each thrust in the hole, then popping back off, Zaf's scrotum was jerked around, driving him completely crazy. Renzo had his arms around Sean, to one side, thrusting, and bucking, but now almost still, clearly in the throes of pumping cum deep into Sean's asshole. It looked magnificent, and I rolled away to feel Renzo's cock and balls from behind -- I felt his cock throbbing, the thick tube of his urethra jumping every few seconds as a new volley of sperm flowed into Sean with each rutting thrust. His balls were so tight, they had almost disappeared up into his groin, and I could not help but to kiss the asshole that winked at me with each new burst of semen. On the couch, Dar was calling for me -- he was riding Zaf's cock jerking himself in a frenzy, screaming "CUM". I got over woozily, and he frowned at me, begging, and I leaned over suddenly feeling Sami clamped on my cock.

Dar began cumming again -- he was one of those magical guys -- I know one in Miami too, a very hot Cuban, who just never "resets", but cums over and over like a machine. He had been sniffing poppers, his shining eyes and red face staring at me, and with my mouth propped open with his thick thumb, he gushed 4 or 5 bursts of cum, until my mouth wrapped around the thick cockhead as he shuddered, groaning again with the cock in his ass, and his cock in my mouth. Sami was gobbling now, pushing my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth, tongue slurping all around it. I loved feeling his hairy face against my thighs, and he reached forward, squeezing the shaft making me harder and sucked in the head until I wanted to yell. He concentrated on the head, and after my last orgasm - I still was getting hard from the sheer horniness of the whole environment I was in as he continued to squeeze and milk the half-hard shaft into rigidity.

He groaned as I got harder, then he pushed my cock deep in his throat, and paused at the end, furry face against my groin, massaging my cock with his throat muscles -- I was not as wide as his dad, so he took it effortlessly. He pulled back, staring and jacking my hard cock as he saw Dar milk the last of his cum into my mouth, then looked up at his father's cock stabbing at the air. He pushed the woozy Dar off, and crawled up on his daddy's belly, as I imagine he had done for some time. The huge cock rubbed up the crack of his hairy ass, everything glistening, still wet from Dar, and he reached around, completely prepared, and in one swift "wham" took the entire beercan width to the base -- that ass was used to Sean, and certainly to his father from an early age. Zaf was just a fuck machine now, having been reamed out all night, he was getting his taste of ass, first his brother, now his son.

Sami was whispering daddy to him, pounding his muscle ass on the fireplug, up and down as his father's balls bounced inside his own asshole. Dar was looking at it, amazed, mouth open. He crouched, peering and pulling at Zaf's scrotum, and paused, then began jacking his cock, licking at Sami's hole as his brother's cock pistoned in his son, then Zaf's. Then he grunted, and getting more erect, his cock curved up to that hairy hole and fat ass, sidled closer, trying to figure out how to push in. It was comical, in his state, trying to figure out the scrotum, thrusting impotently as I reached over. I pushed the head of his prong down, and under the scrotum a bit, lifting it, then he felt the lips of the moist hole, and grunted, thrusting again. I held the shaft as best I could as he ground violently at the hole, yelling in Farsi, so I pushed two fingers into Zaf, and guided Dar along the groove into the hole.

He popped in, causing Zaf to scream and slap at his ass, gyrating into his boy with a monster cock in his own asshole along with his own balls being battered. "Sami" he spoke weakly, big muscular Sami having wrapped himself around his Dad's torso, humping on his cock and kissing him. Renzo and Sean were lying, smoking more of the pipe, and watching the scene, when Renzo came up to me, stroking my muscles, and my cock lightly. It was an amazing touch, just heavy enough to register, light enough to drive me insane. It was like he was wearing gloves that vibrated, or passed an electric current into my cock, as he tweaked the head, and ran his fingernail under the rim, just so slightly. I was still holding onto Dar's cock, hammering Zaf's hairy immense ass, which had waves in it from the pounding.

Renzo kept on playing with me, Sean enjoying the scene and jacking his own thick cock, the bright pink head popping in and out of the foreskin. Dar leaned forward, and it was complete to me -- Dar wrapped his hairy arms around Sami, his back curved, fur-covered, thrusting into his brother. He was getting of on Sami's huge muscles, and kissing his back, and rubbing Sami's back fur in his face. Daddy Zaf was in pig heaven, fucking his son while his brother fucked him, three burly furry bears heaving and groaning, growling together as they began moaning and crying out together. We were all quiet for a moment, looking at the spectacle, and Sean finally said "Damn daddy," jacking himself. Renzo turned watching the three family members merging into a huge fur fuckball, then Dar put the icing on the cake.

He looked around, as though he didn't know where he was, then down at Sami, as he relaxed his grip on his body. Then rearing back slightly, he pulled his immense cock out of Zaf, and then stuck a thumb into Sami's asshole, jamming it in roughly. Sean, Renzo and I gasped, as Dar calmly put two thumbs in Sami's asshole and stretched the angry red hairy rim own, getting a high-pitched yell out of Sami. His father wrapped his arms around his son's furry torso as Sami's uncle thrust uncertainly with his hips, poking the big head at that too-small hole, then thrust. At first it bounced away, flopping up, then he caught the tip in the stretched area he made, and we watched his big ass flexing obscenely, driving fractional inches of the big head into Sami's hole. Sami was in a frenzy, flexing his ass up and down, trying to get loose, but Dar grabbed the heavy hips and pushed forward, the massive flat head slowly disappearing into the outrageously stretched hole.

It was a dream come true -- I had been thinking all day, since I knew of Dar, and especially when he came into the room as I fucked Sami, to see the Father and Uncle fucking the muscle Son together, somehow terribly wrong but so exciting at the same time. They were all heaving together, Dar desperately trying to get his cock in his Nephew, one messy hot sex family here in front of me. Dar grunted -- it couldn't have been comfortable, so tight -- and thrust again, and with an audible sound, the head pushed entirely in Sami's anal canal. Sami went limp, giving up, his father now banging up into the ass canal with his thick prong, while his brother attacked his son with that 11" monster. In it slid, Dar thrusting uncertainly, and as I watched, all my hair stood on end, imagining all the mixed sensations running through bodybuilder Sami.

Dar staggered, legs apart slightly, and then his asscheeks bowed inward from his squeezing as he groaned out loud, not stopping with the noise as he pushed harder and harder, falling back on Sami's back as his cock slid entirely in his Nephew's ass. The furball of men was now Dad and Uncle completely fuck penetrating the son, both sex-crazed bears thrusting at their own pace, while Sami's muscular body was crushed and battered like a ragdoll between the hairy men. Dar began slamming very fast, breathing and looking around, Zaf getting leverage with his feet on the ground, and Sami taking all of it, silent, gasping, whimpering and laughing. I gasped, realizing I had been holding my breath, Renzo's hand still on my cock while I gazed at the spectacle, Sean milking a continuous stream of precum out of his fat meat. Renzo reached out and was jacking both of us, his thick cock hardening up against his belly, the big head uncut -- looking unreal with the sheath over it.

Dar continued fucking on and on, all of us silent except for the slapping and squishing sound of the huge meat in Sami's ass, Dar's rapid whap whap whap contrasting with Zaf's now periodic grunt and quish up in the furry hole. It was hypnotizing, and I noticed all of Dar's hair falling into little curls as the sweat poured off him, down his legs, along his hairy sides, and back. Time passed more and more slowly with these men, Dar then sped up, pushing down on Sami's ass as though lifting himself up, then with a wild sound, "NnnnnaAAAAAAAHHHHH!" he exploded. In one motion, he seized up, froze completely with his legs shaking, and stood still, trembling harder and harder with his ass flexing in spasms into Sami's ass while his father sped up the loud wet sounds and visual of the fireplug bouncing up in him. Dar suddenly relaxed, and like a dog pissing at a pole, Dar looked around again, and backed away, seeking another hole as this one was all filled with his latest spermload.

His cock was swinging a rope of cum he pulled out of Sami's just-filled ass, and staggered backward, more cum dripping out on the floor, his ass flexing. He swayed forward, cock missing the hole and sliding down along the asscrack to his brother's fat meat. Dar turned his head, his eyes closed as he fucked in little thrusts now, then he looked back down at Sami's asshole perplexed, animalistic, having become a huge walking cock looking for a hole. I was starting to melt in Renzo's talented hands, a deep body cum coming over me, shaking and spasming, all my muscles flexing watching the situation, and an orgasm began. It wasn't cumming, it was a full body electric jolt slam that made me twitch and jerk, my mind racing, all sense draining way, blissfully. Dar looked at me, down at my cock, and back and forth with his almost uncomprehending eyes, mouth open and drooling again, then he grinned, licking his lips, and pulled away from Zaf and Sami, and walking over to me.

His fat hairy belly wobbled slightly as he walked, the huge cock leaving a trail of semen, or precum, or some stringy liquid on the floor and his leg, flying around as he came over, staring with those black-brown eyes at my body. He kneeled down pushing me flat on the floor. I was still twitching, Renzo now stroking my cock from base to top in very, very slow motion, pausing to squeeze the head -- agonizing, and I finally in a partial burst, I felt cum dribbling out. Dar dipped down, his cock slapping me in the face, then then stood up woozily, turning around, and grunted, squeezing my muscles again as Renzo continued jacking me, driblets of cum continuously emitting from my cock, whispering in Italian -- but he looked and saw Zaf there with his son, and distractedly dropped my cock, leaving me in the middle of an orgasm, and crawled on his knees over to Zaf, then grunted, aiming carefully around the thick scrotal tissue, thrusting his cock in Zaf's hole.

Zaf screamed again for a moment, when Sean appeared, his cock hard, dripping, jacking furiously feeling the fur of Sami and his dad. He quickly doused the washcloth with more poppers, holding it over Zaf, and then Sami's mouths, back and forth. Dar held my head between his knees, and rearing up, lowered his cock to my lips. I could see him grinning, when Sean fed him poppers too, and his right leg started shaking. He shuddered, and lowered his cock to my mouth as I jacked off, still cumming and almost out of my mind with sensation, when I heard Sean bawl out "PAPA PAPA" as his Dad hugged him, thrusting hard. Renzo pulled out, stroking Sami's hairy back, and then thrust his own cock into Sami, beside his father. Sami kept yelling, "I CUUUUMM" thrusting his cock against his father's hairy belly and chest, when suddenly I saw cum came gushing back out his hole beside Renzo's thick veiny prong -- too tight with those huge cocks for anything else.

Dar moaned at the scene, then thrust in my mouth, cock tunneling straight over my tongue, then back out, holding for a moment while I gasped. He held the cock up to my face, monstrously big that close, and watched me mute with ecstasy. He opened his mouth and let a huge glob of saliva drop on the head of his cock, dripping down in front of me, stroking it gently, playing with the tip, pushing fingers in my mouth. It all became a blur as I kept thrusting my cock, more cum dribbling out, that big head rubbing against my mouth as the only thing in my field of vision was the huge pubic mound of Dar, then his hairy fat belly, leaning over, thrusting deeper and deeper in my mouth as I was lost in fur. Again, the poppers hit him, Dar in my mouth began gushing as I felt Sean jerk me off suddenly, and I completely lost what was going on as my body and mind drifted into sex.

The small spurts of cum became a gusher from my cock, and I was suddenly being sucked dry into Sean's mouth, or was it Dar into mine, feeling his shaft glide over my lips and tongue into my throat, into my belly as he lowered down, sitting on my face. Sean, Zaf and Renzo were all yelling, and I felt the cock slide in and out of my throat harder smelling him when I could take a breath. I felt hands on balls, then sudden hot liquid -- I didn't know if it was me cumming even more (I felt like I had an orgasm for almost 10 minutes now), or what, Dar pulling out and standing over me, his cock dripping, and it was Sean, jacking his big cock with mine, creaming and feeling my asshole, sucking in air, hand jerking again quickly, cum dripping on me from Dar, then finally, all of us pausing, and then stopping, all together, slow.

My orgasm slowly subsided as I twitched there on the floor, Dar grinning over me and squeezing my muscles until he kind of collapsed on me, kissing me and whispering to me, hands all over as I continued to feel the electric currents on my skin. "Please Joe," he began, eyes very bloodshot, "Hold me, I want love you Joe." Dar lay down further beside me, staring at me as I rolled over, and somehow we managed to curl up against each other, legs interlocked, his cock still running cum along with mine, pooling on our legs. I don't know how long I was there, but I looked up, and Sean was still on his Dad, Dad's cock soft and cum running all over. Sean and Renzo were curled up, Renzo's arm around Sean's belly. Dar pulled at me -- oh, that woke me -- and he pulled me on top of him, all 260lbs, as I adjusted with my knees on the ground, wrapping him completely in muscle.

Woke up again, Dar's cock against my ass, him jacking off, crushed under me, breathing hard. I remember walking to a bedroom, in bed with Dar, who pulled me on top of him again. Dar was standing by the bed, me sleeping, jacking off watching my body, and a couple of spurts of cum shot up on me. Then it was morning, Dar snoring loudly beside me, all wet hair in tiny curls, and handsomeness. I got some water, and tested my voice in the bathroom, still deep and hoarse. I walked around the house, trying to find the Persian room, and more snoring guided me -- the four guys in a different configuration, all completely dead to the world, a bright morning sky out. It was looking very bright. Very hot. I heard Dar call out, "Joe..." plaintively, and I jumped into bed kissing him, and told him it was time for me to finally head home. He grinned, and said, "First, breakfast texbearjoe." By 10am, I was on the road, my voice still very, very hoarse, though I kept humming to myself, grinning.

About the Author: texbearjoe

texbearjoe began his notorious writing on usenet via soc.motss in the '80's and evolved with internet through the subsequent decades with twists and turns on websites, blogs, published books, private and public social networks, and virtually every avenue possible for new media. He's visible with photos and videos, and very chatty on bigmusclebears.com as well as texbearjoe.tumblr.com, and you may contact him directly at texbearjoe@gmail.com or through texbearjoe on the growlr app, and you can follow him @texbearjoe on twitter.

These stories are quite literally diaries of his experiences, though per disclaimer, names, places, and events may have been changed to protect the innocent (or the guilty). He is, indeed, co-incident and identical to the main protagonist in his writing, which perhaps gives them their unique flavor. One day, when you will least expect it, you will meet him in his travels.