The Curse of Troy Fletcher

Chapter 7 The Curse of Troy Fletcher

Includes fucking, sucking, cum, giant loads, group sex, domination and humiliation... Average reading time: 30 minutes.

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Life was beginning to get very stale for Troy's eldest son, Owen. Ever since the curse had hit he'd been the king cock of the Fletcher homestead. However the arrival of Rob and his ever-growing dick had changed everything. Yes, Owen still exerted a huge amount of control over the family's sexual dynamics, but nothing could change the new reality of Troy's ass. It had gone from being a reasonably tight fuck to a loose and sloppy pit. Now even when Owen deliberately let his cursed PA grow huge it was barely a challenge for his old man to take.

Owen was worried that he was losing control of his father. Troy had been in hock to Owen for years, but now he didn't seem to be trying anywhere near as hard to please his eldest son. It wasn't outright rebellion, but Owen thought he could smell resistance in the air. Take that last time they'd fucked for example...

Troy's hole had been so super slack from Rob's giant dick that Owen had told the old man to clench up and give him a tighter fuck. Had he? No. All he'd done was weakly spasm his ring, complaining his ass was too `worn out' to draw itself in. Bullshit! His father just needed better muscle control and wasn't prepared to make the effort.

The thought frustrated Owen and made him realise just what a rut he was in sexually. It was time to mix things up.

The perfect opportunity came by complete chance. Knowing he'd been feeling jaded, he managed to engineer an evening where he had his father all to himself. It had taken ages, subtly suggesting alternative plans - fuck buds, film nights, sex cruises - anything to get all of his brothers out of the way. It was an important night as he was planning to utilise all he'd learnt fucking and humiliating Troy so far to really go to town. To get his own sex mojo back by getting really creative on his Dad's arse.

He let his piercing get extravagantly big, however, it wasn't his PA that was going to make this a session to remember. No, his metal would just be the warm up. He knew that no matter how thick or big the piercing got it would barely touch the sides of his father's hole - so slack and sloppy had Rob rendered it. It was now time to do something about that and go back to fundamentals: donkey punches to the stomach and fist slams to his father's balls! Troy couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it before - too caught up in the moment he guessed.

Owen was just getting into the night and finding to his delight that his plan was working. His first unexpected punch to Troy's hefty balls had been just the ticket - Troy's hole had involuntarily clamped down hard on Owen's girthy dick and hung on for dear life! Owen's cock was suddenly warmly embraced by his father's pussy as if all the fucks of the last four years hadn't happened. It was pure bliss!

And then - just when he was seriously getting into it - all of his brothers bundled into the room. Surprise! they shouted. He didn't know how but they'd seen right through him and weren't going to let him have Troy to himself for a single minute.

In seconds the night had turned into a father/son gangbang with every brother's curse coming to the fore. For Owen it was a disaster. He kept on feeling that he was being hole-blocked by his brothers. Multiple times he tried to get into a good fuck rhythm with his Dad, and yet every time he was pushed aside. Seeing the twins double penetrating Troy's pussy - once again over-stretching it so Troy wouldn't feel Owen's piercing - was the final straw. He stormed out of the house in fury.

It was early morning and he walked around the grounds in silent anger. Could nothing go right at the moment? However, slowly his anger left as his realised that sulking wasn't the answer. By now he'd looped the homestead's perimeter twice and was walking past the driveway entrance. Trying to be positive, he decided to take the house's mail up.

It was then that he saw the letter.

By now he'd got pretty casual about his father's property, having seen it as his own for the last few years. That even extended to mail addressed to his Dad - Troy really had very little privacy left. The handwritten letter piqued Owen's curiosity and he opened it up to read on his way up the drive.

Bingo! It was from one of Troy's `unfound' sons.

Owen reminded himself of Maggie's verse. It had been clear from day one that Troy had fathered 100 sons and 10 of those would be affected by the curse when they hit their 21st birthday. So far five had shown themselves (including himself), leaving five to go...

Ironically, the letter was from a boy who was just looking for his biological father. He came from a family that had been very open and upfront about their children being born of another father and he'd been totally okay with that. But the closer he got to his 21st birthday the more he wanted to discover about his `real' father. The boy - Daniel - laid it all out in a friendly and well intentioned letter, applying no pressure, but certainly hoping that Troy would get in touch.

Owen would do way more than that. He believed in fate and that the universe would always work in Maggie's favour against Troy. Look at just how fucked up his father was by now, right? The way Owen saw it, that meant Daniel was bound to feel the full weight of the curse any moment now. In fact, writing the letter had almost sealed Daniel's fate...

Owen had fond memories of breaking news of the curse to Peter (Troy's second son) and he decided that telling Daniel would be just the pick-up he needed. His mind immediately went to the shock, horror and revulsion he'd seen in Peter's face when he'd told him the truth about Troy. The memory made his dick hard. And who knew, maybe if Owen found Daniel before the curse hit he could help fuck things up in even more crazy ways? Even if it didn't (or that the boy was innocent and wasn't actually going to be tied to the family forever) Owen was still sure he could get some decent brother-on-brother action out of it.

He had good time to make his plans before Daniel turned 21. He had everything in order. The day before he left he was able to fuck Troy into the ground. He'd slipped himself both a Viagra and a tiny portion of one of Peter's special supplements. The supplements had been created to make Troy overproduce cum and they did it by hyper-driving the body's ability to orgasm. If you wanted to fuck and cum all day long like an unstoppable force of nature, a tiny dose was just the ticket. Owen's plan relied on his PA being smaller than it had been in months (if not years), so he had no choice but to unload repeatedly inside his father. For once, luck was on his side and his brothers didn't get in his way. In fact, they were enjoying the show and the nasty energy in the room. Again and again Owen shot, nothing would stop him until his piercing wasn't freak-sized.

Finally, he was satisfied. He left his father an exhausted shell with battered cunt lips and a lagoon of slop oozing from his gaping hole. He briefly thought about helping Troy off the floor and into a bed so the man could get some rest before his brothers took over but quickly decided to fuck it. The old man could look after himself.

Owen flew to Daniel's city, quickly checking himself into a good hotel and then heading out to cruise the city's better known gay bars. He had a hunch that if this guy was gay and they shared some of the same DNA then Daniel would be a horny little fucker and was bound to be propping up the corner of a gay bar looking for talent...

Owen walked into the first bar and immediately felt a surge of energy: god, it was good to be cruising again. The vibe, the glances and returned looks, the men packing heat and the promise of sex on a sultry night. It was all deeply shallow, but the energy of knowing he could pursue anyone he wanted made him feel alive. He almost got distracted but his desire to find another of Troy's son's was so strong that he stayed on track.

It didn't take long. The universe really was gunning for him to succeed! Daniel was in the second bar Owen visited. He saw the boy almost as soon as he walked in, it was impossible not to. Troy and Daniel's mother's genes had combined to create something rather special. The boy was a real firecracker - exuding the twinkly optimism of youth and an intense sex appeal that couldn't be faked. Daniel was about 5' 8" and had the kind of natural athlete's body that only the young can possess. The curves and definition of his body were hard-fought, but they were carried effortlessly.

The boy looked totally at ease. He was wearing tight jeans that highlighted a perfect bubble butt, and a skimpy tank that maybe was trying slightly too hard to be casual but absolutely made the best of his body. Owen particularly loved the dense chest hairs he could just see tantalisingly spreading underneath the tee - a perfect invitation to imagine what the boy looked like naked... All of it was topped off by a handsome and lively face.

Owen casually bought himself a drink and made himself comfortable. He had his own energy to project. Anyone looking would have seen a determined man with a raw, sexual energy of his own. Nothing about his body said preened or branded. He'd never needed to find sharp clothes to accentuate his body or make his bulge an object of desire. No, his dark looks, naturally hung dick and tall, muscular frame did all that work for him. It meant guys didn't notice what he wore, but rather the man inside. A man with purpose, experience and who knew exactly what he was looking for. Some would find that energy intimidating, more others found it deeply desirable...

Daniel though?

He saw a man who immediately made his cock rise and his hole twitch! He wanted - no, needed! - to be fucked by this guy. Lust has an awful lot to answer for.

Owen casually looked at the boy and winked. Daniel smiled back and then made to continue talking to his friends. Even though he had the horn of youth and a powerful urge to shag, he didn't want to appear too keen... However, it wasn't long before Daniel and Owen were chatting each other up. Their desire and heat was obvious to the entire bar and no one was surprised when they left together.

Soon, the two were back in Owen's hotel room and getting down to action. Owen was getting exactly what he wanted: contact with another brother and a damn good fuck. Revealing the true nature of their relationship and the curse could all come later.

Owen's mental picture of Daniel's naked body had been bang on the nail. The boy was hot and his dark body hair accentuated all of his curves and muscles. It covered his chest and then ran down a broad treasure trail to a perfectly proportioned set of dick and balls, before coming back up his arse to define the boy's sweaty crack and big bubble butt. Heaven.

Daniel's high hopes had been totally blown out of the water though. Owen was way hotter than he ever could have dreamt. Not only was Owen a total top with a dick to die for, but he was also naturally dominant and liked taking control. Daniel got hard as he was forced to undress the older man and slowly remove each item of his clothing. When they were down to just his jock Owen grabbed the back of Daniel's head and forced the boy's face deep into his bulge. The boy almost OD'd on Owen's funk. However, if the smell wasn't enough to make him high, then the thick tubesteak Daniel could feel pressing through the sweaty fabric absolutely took him over the edge.

Owen sensed the boy's hunger and laughed, taking a step back and telling the boy to halt. Owen let Daniel take it all in for a moment before hooking his thumbs under his jock and pulling it down and away. Owen's dick immediately sprung free and the boy was transfixed. Daniel was a size queen and loved big dick more than anything else. He may been young but he expertly judged Owen's dick to be ten inches - more than enough to make his hole twitch. And then there was the girth. Owen's cock was beautifully thick and Daniel oozed precum at the thought of the amazing stretch he was about to receive.

However, all of that paled in comparison to Daniel's joy and surprise at seeing the PA at the end of Owen's dick. He was fascinated by it. As soon as Owen allowed the boy to start worshipping his meat Daniel rolled the metal around with his tongue, then let it slide down his gullet whilst adventurously exploring exactly what it did to his gag reflex (a lot!).

All the while Owen catalogued everything about the boy. By the end of the night he wanted to know all he could. The size of Daniel's dick, the heft of his balls, the volume of his load, the shape of his nipples, even the length of his tongue and what his arse looked like. Owen knew the curse was bound to be open season on Daniel and he wanted to be fully prepared.

Soon Owen pined the boy on the bed and fucked him hard, taking deep pleasure from the illicit thrill of ravaging one of his own half-brothers. His desire meant that they went round twice more. Daniel stayed hard the entire time, wanking out a big load each time Owen climaxed. Owen was impressed and said as much.

By now the little stud muffin was totally enamoured with the older man (just as intended) and he invited Owen to his birthday party in a couple of nights time. Owen - of course - said yes and Daniel was delighted. As he got dressed to leave he babbled that Owen could meet his brothers too. "Wait, there's more of you?" asked Owen in amazement.

"Sure, didn't I mention that? No... probably not. We're triplets, all gay to boot. That came as a bit of a shock to the folks" said Daniel, so happily drunk on sex that he didn't hold anything back. "I know they were hoping for grandchildren, but that ain't gonna happen now. I don't know... it's not as if we've been disowned or anything, but we're not exactly on the best of terms... Fuck it! Who cares, come to my party, it would be great to see you again!"

With that -- and one last deep snog - the boy left. Owen's head almost exploded. Triplets?! Fucking hell! He could only dream at what the curse would be able to do with that... The evil thought made him grin slyly. He really had hit the jackpot.

Owen arrived casually late to the party. He had decided to leave nothing to chance in seducing the triplets. Confident as he was, he'd taken care of every aspect of his appearance, almost touching the line of being a walking cliché.

His stubble he'd allowed to grow longer to make his face darker and more authoritative. He clothes were tighter than normal, meaning his t-shirt was almost a second skin to accentuate every last one of his muscles. His extra attention to clothing had the most effect on his cock though. His jeans were so slim-fit that he was close to open carrying his dick. Going commando, a metal cock-ring and a hefty dose of Viagra meant their wasn't much left to the imagination.

All of this was teamed with rough ankle boots and a casual leather bomber jacket. The leather may have been over the top but he wore it so naturally that it amplified his confidence. All told, it was a powerful package and the heads that turned his way when he walked in confirmed it.

The bar was busy and it took him a little while to find the boy. The delight on Daniel's face when he saw Owen made all the effort worthwhile though. Daniel made sure the older man had a drink and then in moments was introducing his two brothers: Mark and Simon. Owen couldn't believe his luck. The triplets shared the same body - just as hot as Danny's - and the same friendly and handsome faces. There was just enough difference to recognise them apart even though they were obviously peas from the same pod.

Owen could tell the boys were happily drunk, not least by the amount Daniel was openly flirting. From Mark and Simon's appreciative looks and whispered giggles it was clear that Daniel had shared all about Owen. Perfect, he thought. The family that fucks together stays together!

He spent the rest of the evening watching the triplet's body language. It was clear that the brothers had an easy intimacy with each other. The gestures, touches and shared language showed both brotherly love but also a deeper, more erotic, connection. They joked, they laughed, they touched and stroked...

Owen asked Daniel just what the deal was. Daniel laughed as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "Oh, we share everything. Food, clothes, parties... and most definitely men. Our parents weren't all that well off and certainly weren't expecting triplets when we arrived so we had just the one bedroom as kids. Then, when we hit 11 or 12, our sex drives hit the roof. It was the most natural thing in the world for us to start by exploring each other. Once or twice our parents caught us - even tried to separate us - but we couldn't help ourselves. Way too horny I guess! But here we are, all gay and 21 together. The three of us have fucked, sucked and played in every combination you could imagine... wanna see?" asked Daniel, cheekily.

The lurch in Owen's crotch was all the answer Daniel needed and it was agreed: the boys were going back with Owen tonight.

The night turned into a complete fuck fest. Whilst the boys were evidently no stranger to each other - as promised - Owen was the centre of attention. His natural skills as a pure top, his much bigger dick and the novelty of his PA kept the boys focused on him. For once though he let his instincts to control and dominate relax. He had bigger things on his mind that night...

Of course, that didn't occasionally stop his true personality showing. He lost count of the number of times an eager mouth had approached his cock but then tried to back away as he forced his metalled dick too far too fast. Each time he held the boy in place, rewarding them with a fat portion of his precum squeezed out by their own gagging throat muscles.

It was on one such occasion that caused Daniel to remark that he couldn't remember Owen's PA being quite so big when they'd previously met. He was sure it had got bigger... and it sure as hell felt tougher to take! Of course, Owen said the boy was just imagining things.

Soon it got heated as the four-sum started fucking. All the while, no matter who he was dicking, Owen kept a keen eye on Daniel. He was the baseline, the one who he could judge the effects of the curse on most easily. It had to show itself soon, right? Looking at the boy he couldn't see anything different so far, in fact everything seemed in perfect order. However, when Daniel eventually came Owen knew that life for Troy had taken a whole new turn for the worse.

It happened in a rare moment when Owen was solo wanking Daniel's cock. Normally as all top he would never concern himself with someone else's dick, but tonight was different. He was doing all he could to push the boys over the edge and discover just where the curse was heading. Daniel had wanted to hold out for as long as possible so he could keep on playing, but finally he had to give up the struggle. "You're gonna make me cum, I'm gonna cum, ugh, ugh" he cried breathlessly as Owen expertly wanked the boy to climax. With a huge cry he shot his load.

FUCK! thought Owen as he watched a literal geyser of cum erupt from Daniel's dick. There's the curse: the largest load he'd ever seen! The thick and tangy boy cream shot out of Danny's dick in giant pulsating volleys, almost sizzling with heat as it hit the floor and walls.

Daniel was as surprised as Owen, crying out in ecstatic pleasure and shock. The noise immediately attracted the attention of Mark and Simon, who stopped their flip-flopping to look on in wonder. All were staggered at the evidence surrounding them of the cum-explosion.

"What the fuck was that, bro?" asked Simon in disbelief.

"How the fuck should I know, Si! You know I don't cum like that normally" replied Daniel in shock. Owen said hardly anything, doing his level best to keep his face neutral. On the inside he was delighted though. Already he was imagining Troy desperately trying to keep up with consuming this much cum. Now he just had to find out whether the other boys were affected.

He spoke up for the first time. "Maybe it was my wanking skills, eh Daniel?" he said good-humouredly. Daniel's response was polite, but something told the boys that merely a good hand job wasn't the cause. The mood of the room changed, as Mark and Simon decided to find out if they could shoot that much cum too. The sight and smell of the big load had made them both curious and competitive. Simon even had the idea of unloading in a glass to measure the volume of his ejaculation. Owen spurred them on... he was so hard at the thought of these boys in Troy's life.

All thoughts of fucking were put to one side as Mark and Simon started furiously wanking their cocks. It was amazingly hot to watch, especially as each brother seemed so determined to shoot first. Minutes later the two boys erupted in cum in just the same orgasmic way as Daniel had.

Pleasure soon turned to fear as Simon held up his glass though. The volume of their new loads wasn't just double or quadruple, it was at ten times as much as before! It freaked the boys out. Why the fuck were they suddenly cumming this much? Surely it couldn't be normal? Where they doomed to be freaks?

Being the eldest in the room Owen did his best to calm the brothers down. He said he had a doctor friend who was an expert in this kind of kind of stuff. Owen was sure he could get to the bottom of it, telling the boys to be patient. It helped that he threw out long words - urinary tracts, reproductive organs and hyperspermia - to placate and reassure them. He said he could take care of everything, all he asked in return was that they didn't wank or fuck, casually suggesting that their symptoms might get worse if they were to cum again...

The boys were all extremely grateful. In reality (of course) there was no doctor. Owen knew exactly what was wrong with them but he wanted to string it out for as long as possible. If they had big loads today, imagine what they'd be like in a week's time?!

Two days later Owen called Daniel. The 48 hours had been agony for the triplets and Daniel was intensely relieved to hear Owen's voice. The boys were sensationally horny from not cumming but were also deeply worried. Being young and impressionable they cared deeply about how they were perceived. Being known as the hot muscle triplets? Great! Being known as the monster cum load boys? A definite no. Owen calmed Daniel down and told him not to worry as the doctor was hunting down the relevant research and was confident of an answer soon.

Another three days passed. By now the boys were driving themselves crazy and hanging on Owen's every word. He told them he was convinced that he now knew what the problem was and how it could be solved. He just needed a couple more days...

Owen's voice was so commanding and confident that none of the brothers questioned him, not least that they all wanted to trust him. In truth all Owen was doing was holding out for as long as possible - his only real task was making sure there was a room ready for them back home. Just at the point when he judged the boys couldn't take anymore he swung into action and visited them in their digs.

The three brothers all sighed with deep relief when Owen arrived. They were so excited to hear the news - any news - that none of them noticed just how serious Owen was. (And their thirst for a cure meant that none of them looked at Owen with quite the same attention they'd paid the first time. Why would they? But if they had they would have seen the outline of Owen's gigantically grown PA almost bursting through his trousers.)

Owen got them all to sit down and came straight out with it.

"I'm here because I know your father... your biological father that is. In fact, the four of us are half-brothers."

There was shock and confusion even as Owen waved Daniel's letter in the air to prove the point. The sight of his letter turned Daniel's surprise into revulsion. "Wait, you slept with me knowing we were brothers? Just how fucked up are you?!" accused Daniel. He swore as he realised that it was actually even worse: not only had Owen fucked all three of them but Owen must have hunted them down specially.

"Not any more sick than the three of you playing together, Danny boy" replied Owen sternly. "Besides, the fact we're brothers isn't the real news. I'm really here to talk about your over-active balls. I know how to cure them."

He then proceeded to lay it all out. Troy's sperm donations. Maggie. The curse. The other sons. And now them... He ended with the biggest news of all: that the cursed sons all needed to have sex with their biological father if they wanted to lead `normal' lives.

The triplets seemed to answer in unison. "What the fuck man, this isn't something to joke about..." they said, their voices trailing off as they became lost for words. Could this really be the truth?

Owen enjoyed their anguish and disbelief. Time to land the hammer blow.

"Here, let me prove it to you guys. You all saw my PA, right? Up close and personal I remember... Well, it grows in size if I don't fuck the old man on a regular basis. I've now been away and in your fine city for over a week. Want to see how big it's got?" he asked his captive audience.

He stood up and revelled in the moment. He stared the boys down and then hauled his turgid cock out of his jeans. The three boys jaws dropped in shock. It had to be fake right? No piercing could ever be that big! Daniel couldn't hold back and reached out to touch. He felt the gigantic and continuous ring of thick, heavy metal and yet still didn't want to believe it.

"No way man, this is all just some crazy hoax!" he declared, but with more confidence than he felt. The PA was so real and even at his age he knew that no-one could stretch a piercing that big in such a short timeframe. The end of Owen's cock didn't didn't even look red or inflamed, it was as if the PA had been there for all time.

"See?" Owen smiled with evil portent. "And if you're still wondering how the curse affects the three of you then I think you know the answer already." He let his words hang in the air. "If you ever want to shoot a normal sized load again then you'd better come and meet the old man!"

Owen waited in another room whilst the the boys talked it over. The discussion was heated, full of guilt and misdirected anger. Simon even thought it was Daniel's fault for sending the letter to find their real father. However, Mark pushed for them to go though with it. "You know how much cum we shoot! Jesus, the entire world will think we're freaks. Right now I bet we couldn't even have a wank without whitewashing the walls with jizz. We need to try this."

Despite their suspicions his argument convinced them and they agreed to go, calling Owen back to tell him.

He immediately took over. "Good. I knew you'd see sense. I've got tickets for the flight and I've got rooms sorted out for the three of you." His words landed flat as the boys were still in a state of shock. "Oh come on guys! Cheer up, you might enjoy it! And it's not as if you're going to be alone... I'll be there, and so will Peter, José, Ramon and Rob. I'm sure we'll have a lot to talk about!"

The triplets were understandably too focused on themselves to ask how the others were affected. They slowly packed and then made their way to the airport. It was a quick flight, although Owen had to dress very conservatively to get his piercing through security without drawing attention. Normally he would have enjoyed creating a public scene but right now he didn't want the hassle. He just wanted to get things started!

"Old man! I've got a present for you!" cried Owen as he opened the front door.

For days Troy had been scared of hearing his eldest son's voice. Owen had been gone for so long that his piercing had to be huge by now. Despite Troy's fears he knew he didn't have a choice though. The unfairness filled his head as he brooded that there was no way on god's earth he would ever describe his eldest son's metalwork as a gift.

He walked downstairs to the house's oversized hallway, lost in his thoughts. Suddenly he saw that his eldest son wasn't alone. He immediately and instinctively knew that the three boys standing next to Owen were sons six, seven and eight. They had to be, even if in his wildest nightmares he wouldn't have imagined three cursed sons turning up on the same day. The family resemblance - both to themselves and to him - was uncanny.

Troy saw three short but muscular young men looking back at him with fear and curiosity. It simultaneously flashed through his mind that he was proud again of what his genes had achieved, yet guilty at what they were going to have to endure and scared at how their arrival would change his life.

Meanwhile, the boys saw a hot muscle bear. Yes, he seemed slightly diminished in statue (perhaps by the constant wear and tear of the curse?) but still handsome for sure. Maybe having sex with their Dad wouldn't be so bad after all?

Owen was taking deep pleasure from it all. This was going to be so much fun! For the first time in ages he felt in control of his father's life. Time to fuck it up some more and assert his dominance!

"Guys, this is your father... Dad, say hello to Daniel, Mark and Simon, your new sons" said Owen, breaking the silence. The men looked at each other and nodded in silent greeting.

"Do they have--" asked Troy.

"Yes" replied Owen, cutting his father off. He knew exactly what his Dad was asking.

"How--"

"All of them have a slightly larger cum load than normal, but don't worry, I think I've found them just in time... but I reckon you ought to suck one off pretty quick to be sure though..."

The triplets exchanged side eye in silent disbelief. A slightly larger load' and found just in time'?! Owen had to know he was speaking complete bullshit, right? None of them interrupted though - they could feel the fucked dynamic between Owen and the muscle bear like a dark warning sign. They had better just go along with it.

Owen fished for a volunteer. "Daniel, you're up for a blow job from your old man, right?"

Daniel slowly agreed. Despite the weird vibe, he needed to shoot so it may as well be now. Who cared that he was funky from the flight? He was horny and hadn't cum in over a week. With all the confidence and eagerness of youth he strode over and opened his fly. Others might have been embarrassed to solicit a blow job from a father they had only just met, but Daniel was justifiably confident of his body and needn't be embarrassed by the situation. It wasn't his curse after all.

Troy immediately accepted what he had to do. Right there in the hallway he got down on his knees and got ready to suck. Years ago he'd never have dreamt of sucking cock, let alone sucking a member of his family. But the curse meant he had no choice, and - to be honest - the last few years had taught him to like cock more than he ever could have expected.

He eyes quickly and expertly weighed up the meat in front of him. A challenging but perfect mouthful. He took in the heavily laden balls and thought of the curse - how bad could it be? - but it was the intoxicating smell of ball sweat that really drew him. In seconds he was savouring the taste and swallowing Daniel's cock whole. Daniel's relief as he felt his father's wet mouth on his dick was palpable. This man knew how to suck! This was going to be good! Daniel got even more into it, withdrawing his cock slightly to take out his horn by fucking his father's mouth, leaving behind a tasty trail of precum along Troy's tongue.

Troy barely had time to appreciate it before the athletic jock rhythmically plunged his thick dick back into his mouth. Troy was suddenly lost in the moment. The indignities of the last few years were forgotten as he focused all of his attention on doing a good job. Maybe too good a job. Soon Daniel was enjoying himself so much that the son took total charge, grabbing Troy's head in both hands and forcing his dick still deeper...

Danny wasn't able to hold onto his 7-day old load for long. He threw two or three last punishing strokes and then the first volley of cum hit the back of Troy's throat with such force that Troy immediately and uncontrollably gagged. Those convulsing throat muscles did great things for Daniel's cock, effectively milking out the next volley, but the stream of spunk was horrific for Troy. He frantically pulled back to allow him to swallow the thick, creamy and salty jizz. However, he struggled to keep ahead and soon it was rebounding and overflowing his mouth in giant slugs before cascading down his chest.

The hall was suddenly heavy with the smell of fresh jizz and yet there was no sign of the flow stopping. Daniel's orgasm just kept on going - 10, 20, 30 seconds went past and more time yet was needed to fully deliver the epic amount of spunk that had been building inside the boy.

Owen looked on with pure joy. This was so much better than he'd hoped! As well as Troy almost drowning in cum he also saw fat ropes of jism spraying across his father's face as Daniel accidentally pulled out in the last throes of his orgasm. My god... 'slightly larger cum load than normal.' This was was hilarious!

"Fuckkkkk, that was amazing" said Daniel, finally backing away. His still turgid cock hung from his open crotch. The old man was so hungry for his spunk he hadn't even needed to take his jeans off. Wow, did he want to do this again!

Meanwhile, Troy couldn't register what the fuck had just happened. Who the fuck shoots that much cum?! There had been so much and even given what he'd swallowed his throat was clogged and his chest drenched. He was so stunned at the cum bath that he almost didn't hear Daniel's next words...

"You have got to try this guys, it's unbelievable!"

Troy gulped as his stomach turned. He couldn't take any more, not now, not immediately again... Thank god that Owen was holding the other boys back. Maybe there was hope for his eldest son yet after all?

No.

"Hey, wait just one minute guys" Owen said. "This job isn't finished, not by a long shot." What the fuck?

Owen walked over to his still kneeling father and bent down. With a wicked grin he cupped a hand and slowly scooped it up Troy's chest, collecting a giant portion of cum run-off along the way. The weight of liquid in his hand amazed him. So much spunk for one load!

"It's no good just giving Danny a blow job, old man. You've got to swallow the spunk to give him the benefit!" With that, he mashed his hand into Troy's mouth and started forced the thick cream in. Troy heard the truth in Owen's words - the curse was strict that way and, even though he was repulsed, he started licking his son's fingers.

Owen kept the cum coming, all the while talking to Troy in a slow, methodical voice. "I can't believe what a fucking mess you made of that. All you had to do was fucking swallow! I told you they had a big load... did you listen? No! You need to step up your act."

The words landed heavily on Troy's conscience. Could he have done better? All he wanted to do was the right thing by his sons... so he kept on swallowing the proffered cum, doing his best to ignore the growing dick mound in front of his face. The sick words seemed to be turning his eldest son on and he could see Owen's dick and heavy piercing stretching down his eldest son's trousers.

Troy was right. Owen was deeply turned on. He was taking great pleasure in disgustingly feeding Daniel's fuckslop to his father. He kept the filthy dialogue up, now whispering so the moment was powerfully just between the two of them... How much cum do you think that was, bitch? Did you like it? There's plenty more to come... How fast do you think Danny will reload? Do you think they'll be just like the twins? That'll you'll need to swallow several heavy loads for them to be drained? I bet the thought is making you hard, bitch!

Finally Owen was done and Troy was broadly clean. In fact, Owen had forced Troy to take his damp t-shirt off and suck the remaining cum right out of the fabric. Said he couldn't waste a drop. Troy shook his head in despair. He couldn't believe that this disgusting act would be the triplets first memory of him...

Actually, it wasn't quite as bad as Troy made out in his head. Mark and Simon weren't looking on in revulsion, they were looking on in lust. Troy had kept gym fit all these years and if anything was now forced to work out even harder. The boys saw a powerfully built silver fox, covered in dense hair and with a chest still defiled by the inch-wide nipple rings the twins had forcibly fitted so long ago. Sure, age and time had dragged his heavy sow teats down his chest a bit, but it all contributed to a picture being built up in their heads. Troy was a hungry pig who had lapped up Daniel's monster load without complaining. They couldn't wait to feed the pig too!

Mark took the lead and started to move over but Owen was quick to stop him. "Hang on, I know you need to offload your cum but we should measure how much you shoot, for the record, eh" he said, waving a large, clear jug in the air.

Both of the remaining triplets shook they heads and said no, they wanted a blow job not a wank! Owen insisted though. "Come on, you weren't so picky back in the hotel!"

Troy was immediately confused. How much of a history did Owen have with these guys? He shook the thought away as Owen told the brothers they could flip for it.

Simon won the toss and he didn't lose any time in feeding his hard cock straight into Troy's waiting mouth. He quickly built up a good stroke, face fucking the man who was supposed to be their father. Mark could tell from Simon's facial expressions that the experience was just as good as Daniel had made out. Not wanting to be left out, he grabbed the jug from Owen and headed over to the action. Soon he was wanking his own thick dick. Years of sexual experimentation had meant the brothers were naturally in sync, and this time was no different. They both came at the same time, yelling in unison.

This time Troy was prepared and he did way better of swallowing the thick protein and only a small amount rebounded onto his chest. However, it was Mark that truly shocked. Everyone could hear the strong volleys of cum hitting the sides of the container and could see just how quickly it was filling up. Not least Troy, who had the perfect visualisation of just how much cum was flowing direct into his gullet. It was sickening.

Finally, both boys had finished and they withdrew. The container was now almost overflowing. Owen took a careful look and judged it to be a full pint of spunk. Mark held it up with both pride and awkward realisation. (Shit! They really had needed to unload in this man, there really was a curse!)

Troy took one look at the container and almost turned green. Christ! That must mean he had two pints of spunk inside of him. God damn it. He needed to lie down.

Owen saw his father's face and interjected. "Better down that jug of cum now, old man, you know the curse!" Seeing the disgust and hesitation on Troy's face he pushed the order home. "I'm not a jizz gobbler like you but I can't imagine it tastes any better cold!"

"I can't, I'm full..." pleaded Troy.

"Don't be such a pussy! I've seen you drink way more than three pints of beer countless times before. This is nothing at all!"

Troy knew he didn't have a choice, even though it was a deeply unfair comparison. Cum wasn't beer. And nor did anyone ever chug three pints of beer in such a short timeframe.

He took the jug up to his mouth and started to gulp the liquid down, even though it seemed a far more rank way of swallowing cum than direct from the source. The three boys soon encouraged him on: chug, chug, chug! they cheered.

The outburst of noise was loud enough to attract the rest of the family. Troy felt painfully humiliated to be kneeling on the floor and damp with spunk. It was obvious what he had been doing and he tried to stand up but Owen pushed him down. Stay, he told his father. Soon all the brothers had introduced themselves and appraising glances were cast over the new additions to the family.

Of course, that went both ways. All the brothers were clothed, but that didn't stop the signs of the family curse showing. The triplets were shocked at the dark headed twins, José and Ramon. Surely such masculine looking men couldn't have tits, could they? And what about the guy that seemed to have a giant salami down his trousers. There's no way that could be real, surely? The total effect weirded the triplets out and Daniel asked when they could go home.

"Wait, you haven't told them?" Rob asked Owen.

"Not in so many words..." Owen replied. He turned to the triplets and spoke to them directly. "This wasn't a one-time event guys... the curse is forever. If you don't want your balls to explode then you've got to let Troy suck them dry... time and time again."

Even though this should have been obvious to the triplets already, the three brother's shoulders slumped in shock.

"Oh, there's no need to look so upset, guys. The fun is only just beginning! Think how great it's going to be finding out just how often the old man needs to suck you off! Hell, we've no idea how quickly you guys recharge or what it takes to truly empty you. This is going to be great!"

The other brothers looked on as they saw the triplets taking in the full enormity of their situation. Some of the brothers were reminded of when they had realised themselves just how the curse was going to affect their lives and felt some sympathy... They did their best to make it easier by explaining they were all in it together, each one explaining just how Troy's curse personally affected them. The crueler sons just laughed at the reaction. Welcome to the family, bitches!

Dear god, thought the boys. The avalanche of news had turned their souls and meant they wanted another go at their father straight away. If anything to take revenge rather than because they were horny. Troy recognised the look - he had seen it too many times before - the curse had captured them... Damn! This was not the life he had wanted, and it certainly wasn't the life he wanted for any of his children. He had no energy left to protest though, it was all futile...

High above on the landing and hidden from view, Joel - Troy's birth son - looked on. His emotions were a fucked up mix. He felt deep sorrow for what his caring and sensitive father was going though, but he also felt an inordinate amount of lust for the brothers - his brothers! - gathered around his Dad.

Since Owen had arrived Troy had done his best to keep the worse of the house's debauchery away from Joel, but he couldn't be protected all the time. Even though Joel knew that none of `this' was normal (Troy told him about the curse as soon as it couldn't be hidden anymore) he hadn't been able to resist being pulled in. He was gay and over the years he had seen more homo filth than any teenager could ever handle: his second-hand sex education had been comprehensive and fucked up beyond belief.

Watching the action below he had already silently shot a giant load. He knew it was wrong but he simply couldn't help himself. He suddenly wondered for the thousandth time whether he would be affected by the curse too, after all he was conceived from Troy's last batch of fertile sperm. Surely that had to mean something to the curse's progenitor, Maggie?

He dismissed the thought just as quick. No point thinking about things he couldn't control. Instead he kept on watching as Mark took the initiative again. "Hey, can we try fucking him? Maybe that will work too, right?" he asked Owen.

Owen smiled, "sure, I didn't think about that. I warn you that his hole is pretty loose from Rob's cuntstuffing though. You're welcome to try though." He turned to look back down at Troy. "How do you feel about a nice cum enema eh, Dad?"

Mark slide his dick into Troy's slack and velvety hole. Luckily for Troy, Mark soon discovered that after the pint ejaculation their loads went down to a healthy (if oversized) amount for guys their age. That knowledge didn't stop Simon and Daniel taking full advantage of Troy's hole too... just in case.

The entire time Owen spurred them on. He knew their cum would be the perfect lube for when he choose to make his father intimately acquainted with his piercing again. The introductions had gone even better than he had hoped - stage managing the triplets arrival to the house had given him new kudos in front of his brothers and he felt back in control. This was going to be a fun night!

Many long hours later it ended with the triplets sitting in a tight semi-circle, their dicks still as hard as when the day had begun, and all pointing towards the middle. At the centre knelt a wasted and cum-drunk Troy, his mouth slack and drooling salvia. Owen was holding Troy's head from behind, guiding and forcing it towards any one of the three cocks as he pleased. He wasn't going to stop until Troy had milked out yet another 3 loads!

Unfortunately, the triplets soon found out that their loads only stayed a comfortable volume if Troy swallowed their cum once a day. Anything less and they rapidly started to over produce. Even missing a single day meant an unstoppable switch was flicked. Their balls filled up amazingly quickly.

As there were three of them, they decided that Troy should blow one of them off at breakfast, lunch and dinner. They did discuss fucking him instead of being sucked, but (to be honest) Troy's hole was too worn out for any of them to love. It had so little clutch that it took a long, long time for them to feel enough sensation to shoot. Still, it wasn't all bad for Troy. The sucking meant his face was always covered in the smell of sweaty ball funk and his mouth full of the sweet, heavy taste of cum.

Next: Troy starts obsessing over who will be the 9th. Trying to take the initiative he ends up sinking deeper than his darkest nightmares.

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