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Subject: Hairy camp 2 I want to thank everyone who e-mailed me after Part 1 was published, I am overwhelmed and humbled, but most of all happy that my little story brought joy and pleasure to others. I am sorry that it has taken me this long to finish this part, I hope you’ll all forgive me. Please continue to give feedback and kind words, my e-mail is ail. Please, take out your cocks and enjoy part 2! Love, Vince ——————– Jesse lifted his nearly empty cup of bourbon and emptied it in one sip. It was evident that this was not his first time drinking hard liquor, he swallowed it without as much as a hiccup. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes moving from my throbbing hardon to dad’s. With a big, confident smile, he locked eyes with dad, uncrossed his legs and spread them wide in front of himselfwhile he leaned backwards supporting himself with his left arm. He looked amazingly confident and cool, smoking his cigarette and relaxing on the warm, moist ground. His confidence was justified: He sported a long hardon, reaching his belly button. The massively thick mat of hair on his lower abdomen contrasted the pale, veiny flesh of his cock, the dark red head halfway escaping his foreskin already slimy and shiny with precum. His ballsack rested on the ground, a hairy dark mess with two heavy looking stones, seemingy living their own life with slight movements up and down as his cock throbbed. Even though he was exessively hairy, his body was still that of a seventeen year old man, slim, young and fresh, developed muscles but none of the blemishes that comes with age. “Does it turn you on, Dad, watching your sons hard?” he asked, still smiling, gently ruffling his chest hair and caressing his hairy nipples with his cigarette-bearing hand. My dad swallowed, looking at his older son’s display. He didn’t really have to answer, because his rock hard cock throbbed uncontrollably, oozing a clear stream of precum with every twitch. “I’m so proud to see how istanbul travesti beautiful you both have turned out” he said hoarsely. Jesse got a gleam in his eyes, which were still unabashedly staring at my dad’s awkward, squirming, but clearly extremely horny figure. I was mesmerized by the whole scene, a tingling sensation constantly electrified my whole body, starting from my rock hard, prematurely hairy crotch and spreading through my spine, making the hair on the back of my neck and my nipples stand up with excitement. Waves of indescribable wellbeing soared through my body, a combination of a child’s low tolerance for alcohol and a well developed teenager’s horniness. As I watched my brother now started ruffling his pubes and touching his groin in a seductive, but nonchalant manner, having flicked his cigarette bud into the fire. My dad looked on, transfixed it seemed. Suddenly, without warning, my asshole clenched uncontrollably and without me even having so much as touched my cock I started cumming violently. I let out an involuntary grunt, almost like a snort, as a whole day’s worth of thick, white goo spewed from my pink dickhead. It got in my hair, my eyebrow, on my left shoulder, on my budding chesthair, in my treasure trail. It just kept coming, rope after rope, while my eyes were forced shut by the pleasure as the leaves rustled with every heavy glob of goo hitting them. “Well I’ll be damned if the little tyke didn’t cum all over himself!” Jesse said, half teasing half in awe. My eyes opened and saw my brother and dad both staring at me. White stripes of thick boy cum hung from my hair and face and decorated my recently hairy torso. My cock throbbed uncontrollably, but even though I had just came harder than I had ever done up until that point, I still felt really horny, and maybe even harder than before. My dad looked a little less tense now. He looked at me with lust in his eyes. He leaned over towards me. “I see you really are a big boy now” he smiled, kadıköy travesti looking at the still hot ropes of cum all over my body. He stuck his tongue out and licked up the glob hanging from my bangs into my eyebrow. His warm, soft tongue then licked my face clean from cum, like a cat gently cleaning a kitten. He continued licking up the sweet, white slime from my body, gently sucking on my body hair to get every bit of it out and into his mouth. My nipples, my belly button, my shoulder, all soon clean and moist from my father’s hungry mouth. His woody cologne and slightly boozy breath filled my head. Then, his warm, gentle tongue ran up the underside of my cock, still almost painfully throbbing from the violent outburst. The head, dripping with cum, disappeared into my father’s mouth and the sensation was so intense i moaned loudly. “There, all cleaned up” he said as his muth let go of my cockhead, smiling at my shocked and baffled expression. “Damn, Roy!”, my brother exclaimed, obviously surprised and pleasantly so by my father’s cum licking appetite. “Jesse, this is not my first rodeo, so to speak”, dad replied, still a bit tenatively as to make sure he was not crossing any lines he wasn’t supposed to. “Well, that much is clear to me”, Jesse replied, “but aren’t you straight as an arrow? What about mom?” “Your mother and I had a very good relationship, and also with many many other people. Men and women, we often shared other partners, and we were both free to pursue whomever we wanted. Since I had her at home, so to speak, I often went for guys outside our relationships because that was something different. I have always been turned on by both men and women, and maybe even a little more by men. There were a little less of these affairs maybe after you were born, since we had other stuff to occupy us with a baby in the house, and later later two kids. When she got sick, naturally these things and all the sex stuff seemed less important, and when I was left bakırköy travesti alone with you guys I mostly started to take care of myself. It was just easier and seemed safer.” I was still breathing heavily from the surprise orgasm, but my cock felt just like it had just gotten hard for the first time in hours, no pounding or aching from the massive blowout just a minute earlier. The thought of my dad having chased cock all his life was baffling to me. “I have to admit I was a bit curious to see if you guys had inherited this massive drive from me”, my dad continued, “and maybe get the pleasure of overhearing you wank off in the tent or something, but the surprise rainfall sure turned out as a blessing in disguise in my opinion. Knowing that you know how to pleasure yourselves and that you do it often and with these healthy, good looking, and hairy bodies makes me very happy” he said, quietly smiling. He looked over to me, and looked at my cock, still hard in the flickering of the campfire. Jesse was smiling, still leaned back, new cigarette in hand and casually touching his massive cock “I was a year or two younger than you, I think 11, when me and uncle Peter started helping each other out” dad said. Uncle Peter was dad’s brother who lived on the other end of the country and I had only met like five times my whole life. He was two years older than dad and a lifelong bachelor. He looked remarkably like dad, so much so that our neighbours usually mistook one for the other when uncle Peter was in town. “I remember we could just suck each other off for hours, cumming into each other’s mouths, resting for a few minutes, then starting over again. Always being super quiet so our parents wouldn’t hear and insist we stop sharing a room… I guess that’s why I love the taste of cum so much… So many great memories from those years. And maybe that’s why I’m so good at being quiet too?” Dad got an almost nostalgic look in his eyes, thinking back thirty years and remembering his sexual awakening. “How far to the nearest populated area from here?” asked Jesse. “I guess at least six or seven miles “, my dad answered, “and even that is just a few farm houses”. “No reason to be quiet tonight, then”, Jesse smirked. To be continued…

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