My High School Days Part 6

I spent my time in the study hall for the rest of the week looking up magazine articles dealing with “gay lifestyle”. I came quickly to the conclusion that the two capitals of the “gay lifestyles” were San Francisco and New York City. I made up my mind that once after graduation I was heading for New York City. I had a cousin, Rudolph, that had just gotten out of the Air Force and had moved in with his Air Force roommate’s brother in Queens. I didn’t know exactly where Queens was, but I did know that it was part of New York City.

The decision gave me a goal and help lift my depression following the incident with Walt and daddy. I even began to look forward again to Sunday and my fishing date with Mr. Hall. I kept thinking in the back of my mind that maybe I would have to leave Rehobeth, Alabama. Just maybe there was someone here for me. And just maybe Mr. Hall was that person.

When I passed him in the Hall at school he would say hello and smile at me. I am sure he didn’t realize how much I need that smile. Mama was still staying with Uncle Johnny as daddy hadn’t sobered up.

When I got home from school on Friday, daddy was sitting at the kitchen table, wearing only his boxer shorts, with Walt drinking beer. Both of them had bloodshot eyes. I knew they were very drunk.

“Hi,” I said as I walked pass them. I wanted to go to my room desperately.

“Come here.” Daddy called out. “Have a beer with us.” He added.

I knew better than to ignore him. When he was drunk daddy could be really mean. I had seen him knocking mama around too enough times to know how explosive his anger was when he was drunk. So, I put my books on the sofa and walked over to the kitchen table.

It wasn’t that my father was a big man. He was five feel ten inches but he was as strong as an ox. He had married my mother late in life as she was twenty years younger than him. I guess the big age difference in them added to the volatility of their marriage. And it didn’t help me having a father what was old enough to be my grandfather.

But I have to admit that my father was strikingly handsome. He was skinny with a mop of pure white hair. Even as I approached the kitchen table, I couldn’t help but admire his chest full of gray hair. His arms where like cords of steel he was so muscular and his hands were big and weathered. But his face was what I love most, even though there was a certain cruelness about his face, he was a handsome man.

“Here have a beer.” He said as he reached behind him and opened the frig and pulled out a cold Bud. “I’m sure it’s not your first.” He added as I sat down at the round table between him and Walt.

I popped the top and took a long drink. The cold brew felt good going down.

“You came just in time.” Daddy said. He winked at Walt. “Old Walt and me were just talking about going out looking for some pussy.” Daddy said and laughed. “Maybe we don’t have to go anywhere now?” He added. He reached down and pulled his limp dick out of his boxer shorts. “Look what I’ve got for you, Pete.” He said and winked at Walt again.

I glanced down at daddy’s limp cock and quickly looked away.

“Now, don’t play games with me. I know you want it and Walt’s too.” Daddy said. He nodded to Walt. “Take your out and show it to him.”

Walt looked confused.

“Don’t give me that look!” Daddy said with a sudden edge to his voice. “I watched him suck you off the other day. Now take it out.”

Walt glanced at me. I could tell that he did like what was happening but he reached down and unzipped his jeans and fished out his long soft pecker.

I turned the can of beer up and drained completely before sitting it back on the table. Then I looked down at daddy’s dick. It was beginning to grow longer. I glanced over at Walt’s. His too was getting hard. And as I compared the two dicks, I realized that daddy’s pecker was longer but Walt’s was thicker.

“Go on and suck Walt.” Daddy ordered as he gabbed his dick and started to jack it slowly. “Go ahead, Pussy Boy. Suck him.” Daddy ordered me in a tone that I knew better than to ignore.

So with my own father watching, I got down on my knees between old Walt’s legs and started to suck his hardening dick. I could feel my father’s eyes on me. I felt shame and excitement at the same instance. Then as I sucked Walt the excitement won. Suddenly I was hot for him. I swallowed his thick long dick up to his balls as the old man leaned back in his chair and moaned.

Then I suddenly felt my father hand around my waist. I started to lift my head from Walt’s crotch but daddy pushed my face back down. “You just suck his cock and don’t mine what I’m doing.” Daddy ordered as he fingers fumbled with my belt. He unbuckled it and unzipped my jeans. Then next thing I knew he was pulling my jeans and under shorts down. He didn’t stop until my ass was completely exposed.

I glanced up at Walt. He was watching my father and smiling. He’s going to fuck me! I moaned as I felt the pointed head of my father’s dick touch the bud of my asshole. Then he grabbed my hips and shoved his dick inside me.

I wanted to scream! Pain, like a white hot poker, raced through my body. I tried to life my head again from Walt’s crotch but daddy shoved it back down and held it there as he started fucking me.

The pain turned to pleasure. Suddenly I want more of daddy’s long dick inside of me. I push my ass back against his crotch each time he slammed his pecker inside of me. And as I fucked daddy back I devoured Walt’s thick pecker. I tongued and licked the shaft of his beautiful dick as he moaned and hunched my mouth.

Walt came! His big load filled my mouth.

“I’m cuming!” The old man moaned.

Daddy reacted by ramming his dick all the way inside my asshole and holding it there. I felt his juice jetting deep inside of me. “Me too!” He called out to Walt.

Walt pushed my head back and almost at the same time daddy pulled his dick out of me.

“Let’s go get some more beer, Walt.” Daddy said as he stood up and walked over to sofa and grabbed his pants.

“Can I come with you?” I asked as I pulled up my pants.

“Hell no!” Daddy said without even looking in my direction. He quickly got dressed and then glance over at Walt. “Come on.”

They left.

I put on a pair of shorts pants and a t-shirt and headed for the woods. I slipped into a swampy section that lead to a hidden pond that few people knew about. Log choked pond was my private place. Out in the center was a towering cypress that I had built a ladder up it’s trunk by nailing board about a foot apart all the way to the first brances, then over a hundred feet up to the fist branches I had a platform of plywood. It was my private place. No one but me had ever been up the cypress.

The climb was scary. When I was feeling low it always lifted my spirits when I climbed above the other trees and seemed to be on top of the world. I would sat up there for hours looking over the woods and farm. Sometimes I would think about jumping off. Today was one of those days. I glanced down and wondered if I would be killed instantly if I struck one of the logs. I suddenly felt an over powering urge to jump. I even pushed my self out to the very edge of the platform.

Then a redbird flow into the branches above me. I looked at him and signed. He was so beautiful. I pulled back from edge of the platform and lay down and looked up at the blue sky.

“There got a be a place where I fit in,” I thought. “New York City! I better start saving my money. I fell asleep dreaming about a city I had only seen on TV and movies.

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I didn’t hear daddy come home later that night. In only inkling I got that he was home was when I woke up upon feeling a shape pain in my asshole. I tried to turn over.

“Hold still until I get it in.” Daddy called out. “I want to fuck you again.” He added.

“It hurts.” I cried out.

“Quite complaining. You like getting fucked don’t you?” Daddy said as he put more pressure on his cock and sent it deep into my asshole.

“Oh me! Oh! Oh!” I cried out as my father stared fucking me hard and fast. I could feel his hot breathe on the back of my neck. It smelt of beer. I wanted desperately to turn my head and kiss him. I tried. I reached around and grabbed his head and pulled it toward my as I turn it to the side. My lips touched his. Daddy jerked his head back.

“Damn queer boy, take my pecker! Take it all!” Daddy called out as he pushed his dick as far up my asshole as it would go and held it there. “You like it, Boy? You like my dick up your ass?” Daddy asked.

“Yes.” I admitted.

“Fucking queer!” Daddy called out as he started pounding my asshole harder with his long dick. And like the first time he shot off quickly. Too quickly for me as I was just getting excited and starting to enjoy it. “Get ready or it!” Daddy’s warning was followed by a load of cum. He emptied his balls inside me and then pulled his pecker out and hurried out of my bedroom.

“Your turn, Walt.” I heard daddy call out.

I glanced over my shoulder and there stood old Walt in the doorway of my bedroom with his big thick pecker rock hard. I figured that he had been watching daddy fucking me.

With out saying a word of greeting the little old man climbed on the bed and lay down on my back. As he did, he guided his thick dick to my opened asshole. His thick pecker slide in effortless as daddy’s hard fucking had me as open as I had ever been.

The old man started fucking me slowly at first. Then he picked up speed until he was ramming his thick dick in and out of my asshole faster than daddy had done. I loved it. I pushed my asshole hard against his crotch driving his thick dick ever farther into me. I wanted more dick. I want all of his dick inside me.

“Fucking hot!” Walt cried out as he stroked my ass with his pecker.

“Hurry up, Walt.” Daddy called out from the kitchen. I got you a cold one open.

Walt garbed me by the top of my shoulder and pulled down on me as he rammed his pecker violently into me. I felt him cuming. I lay unmoving, enjoying the delicate feeling of his cum flowing into my ass. Then he pulled his cock out and got off me. I lay on the bed and listened to Daddy and Walt talking about fishing and fucking woman until I fell asleep.

Then next morning when I went to the kitchen to fix myself some breakfast, daddy was sitting at the table drinking coffee. I knew he was sober as he never drank coffee when he was drinking.

“Where Walt?” I asked.

“Down at the old shack sobering up.” Daddy replied. His tone was angry. “When is graduation?” He asked as he poured his hot coffee into a saucer and sipped on it. He always drank his coffee that way. Said it tasted better.

“May 25.” I told him as I went to the frig for some eggs.

“I want you out of here by June!” He stated in a cold tone that I recognized and knew he meant every word. “And you ever tell you mama about what happen, I beat you to death.” He added. He took another sip of coffee. Then he got up and walked out the kitchen door. I heard his pickup truck roar to life and knew that he was going over to pick up mama from Uncle Johnny’s.

After breakfast, I made me a sandwich and walked over to my secret pond. I climbed the cypress and stay up it thinking all day. While I was high up on the platform above the rest of the trees, I came to the conclusion that I either had to find a lover in the area quickly or head for New York City.

I thought of Mr. Hall. He wasn’t married. I liked him a lot and apparently he like me. Maybe tomorrow we would hit it off. Maybe, just maybe he was the person that I was looking. I clang to that thought all day.

Mama was home when I returned to the house. She didn’t ask where I had been. She was fusing over daddy at the kitchen table. I noticed that she had made him his favorite meal, meatloaf and mash potatoes. They were kissing when I walked into the kitchen.

“You hungry?” Mama asked. I nodded and she got me a plate.

Daddy glared at me as though daring me to say something against him. I just stared down at my plate while I ate. When I finish I went for a walk and didn’t come back to the house until I knew they were in bed.

As I climbed into bed, I could hear mama moaning. I knew that daddy was fucking her. I remembered him fucking me the night before. The thoughts caused my dick to get hard. I jacked off as I listened to their love making.

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