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Cherry Pickers Chapter 19
"Son, I have a favor to ask", General Saxton said, a worried look in his eyes told me that this was going to be a difficult request perhaps for him and me. "I know that I'm a sperm donor as far as you are concerned, and I've only recently connected with you and since the I'm the man who popped your Cherry but good, ummmm, I really don't know how to ask this, and ummmm, I'm not usually at a loss for words, but...from now on would you call me Dad?", he looked away afraid to meet my eye, having bared his soul to me.
"Dad, yea it fits. I can't imagine wanting anyone else to have helped me become a man, who made sure that my transition into the Brotherhood of Cherry Pickers would have been so easy", I murmured. Then as I wiggled my eyebrows said, "And how many men have lost their Cherry by courtesy of their own Dad, on a replica of their Grandfather's cock? Fucking awesome, I'd say".
We were alone in the study of my Grandfather's home, on a Stickley settle, as I reached out and pulled my Dad closer, my hands pulling off his polo shirt as I allowed the tips of my fingers to trace around his nipples, and using only the tips of my fingers of both hands, explore his chest, arms, back and finally his face, feeling the goose bumps as they began to appear, his breathing becoming more labored as did mine as I'm sure his cock was becoming uncomfortable in his shorts. Continuing with my fingers lightly brushing his large nipples and now barely touching the fur on his chest, my tongue playfully began to kiss his shut eyes, and then playfully but forcefully began trying to tongue fuck one ear canal and then the other. Dad's moans told me his was ready for the next step as I heard a cough.
"Sorry to interrupt guys," my grandfather's voice said in a gravelly fashion. From the tone of his voice, it was obvious he was as horny as we were. "I came in to check a few things on the computer and was mesmerized by the site of my son and grandson bonding in the best way possible. Seeing this, I'm not afraid to ask this question. You may or may not know, but I've refrained from any stage appearances since I had the honor of popping your cherry," he said looking at my father, "and who the hell would want to see a 70 year naked man, I thought, but we've just had an interesting offer to help the group. It seems that some of our best donors would like to see the three of us together on stage. No pressure but what do you guys think? By the way the foundation would be 10 million richer at a minimum."
"For me it's a no brainer, I love the feel of my Dad, and I didn't know if you would want me, sexually that is, but if you do Granddad, my only question is when?" And so the details were worked out for that night, well not all the details, as my father and grandfather debated on whether to use the examining table or the marble cock as I left to get prepared and cleaned up.
The room was filled with men. The spotlights were on the stage, but the houselights were still up. My Granddad, Dad and I sat in chairs facing the audience. As the house lights remained up, we could see the audience arrive. Each man in the audience arrived clad only in a large white fluffy towel around his waist, which he promptly used to cover the seat of his chair before sitting down. A sea of naked men faced us, and I noticed quite a few tug at their equipment. The lights stayed up in the house as I heard the familiar voice of the emcee welcome the men to the final evening of this year's Cherry Picking season, only this time the emcee was on stage wearing a towel around his waist. "AGAIN WELCOME TO ONE OF THE MOST FANTASTIC SEASONS OF THE CHERRY PICKERS. ALL OF YOU ARE TO BE CONGRATULATED, I FOR ONE CAN'T WAIT FOR TONIGHTS SPECIAL EVENT, FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER, THE SAXTON CLAN" he said in that radio voice as his towel dropped. The emcee was a tall man, 6 foot 5 or so, nicely built, shaved from head to toe. His torso, and as showed he worked out and his form was perfect. The surprising thing was his cock was only maybe two inches hard. It was obvious he was comfortable with what nature had given him, as she picked up his towel, and took his seat front row center.
My Grandfather, who at age 70, had aged will, still showed the signs that age cannot hide, but he grinned as he stood up, dropping his towel. God, what a hunk was all I could think, somewhat heavier than my father, his hair chest hair was now mostly gray and his pubes had a lot of white, but his cock identical to my and my father's stood proud. Grinning, he turned around grinned, grabbed his cheeks and said, "Now guys I know that many of you have wanted to see this ass and see it get fucked, it's been a long time since I've had the pleasure of having my ass on this stage, but tonight is the night I and my son return for a good fucking." The curtain arose, and neither my father nor grandfather had apparently won the debate, as both the exam table and cock were available for use. But lead it to my Grandfather to settle the issue. Leading the way my grandfather hopped up on the exam table, his ass just on the edge of the table, and his legs wide in the stirrups, which were positioned so his feet were stretched wide, his hole on display on the monitors. Both my Dad and I began to worship his body with our tongues, as I savored the scent and taste of this man whose DNA was in my veins, who had monitored by growing up, loved me from afar, and created the man who also loved me and made me a man. The foreplay went on, as at last I was allowed to taste the fuck hole of my grandfather. I ate his ass savoring the musky taste of his hole, my cock growing harder as my face was determined to climb into my Grandfather's ass, my taste buds demanding more of this treat as I devoured him.
At some point I looked up and saw that my father had climbed on the table, lowering his ass on my Grandfather's face, the cheeks of my father's butt becoming one with the cheeks of my grandfather's cheeks as he parted the hairy crack of my father's ass, his tongue savoring the musk emitting from by Dad's essence, which smelled exactly like the ass I was eating. Knowing I was tasting the ass that had created my father and that my Grandfather was loving the taste of my Dad, I was only sorry I could not get my tongue further up my Grandfather's willing hole.
"Now son", my Grandfather said, as my father pushed himself up from his squatting position over my Grandfather's face. I realized what great shape he was in having willed his legs to remain in a squat for that long as my Grandfather's tongue had once again found its home in my father's ass. Very quickly, my father turned impaled his love shoot on my Grandfathers cock. There was no pain in my father's eyes as he quickly ground down on THE COCK. I could have watched my father and grandfather make love all night but was brought back into reality as my Grandfather ordered me to, "Fill me Frank, Fuck me and Fuck me NOW, RAM IT IN ME."
My cock was more than ready, but I was hesitant to assault my Grandfather's ass brutally. "Dammit, I said FUCK ME," he roared and my cock taking on a mind of its own buried itself in my Grandfathers willing hole. My father continued to do PT calisthenics on my grandfather's cock as his ass raised and lowered itself, pulling his ass to the tip of my grandfather's cock then his ass greedily pulling him back in to the hilt. I was standing, pushing my torso forward and then pulling back, seeing my cock bury itself in my grandfather and then pull out, over and over. "That's it boys, OH FUCK, I LOVE IT", my grandfather roared as his cock and ass each found what they craved. I have no idea how long we made love, but I was so happy to find that my cock loved ass as much as my ass loved cock. My Grandfather's ass began to clamp down on my cock, taking control of the fuck session as I heard the district signs of his impending orgasm. I saw my grandfather's cock hunch and began to beat a tattoo in my father's ass, as the vice of my grandfather sucked the cum from each of our cocks, his coating the willing hole of my father as I bathed my grandfather's love shoot with blast after blast of cock cream. We broke apart as my grandfather hunched his ass high in the air as my father ate my cream from my Grandfathers ass, spreading his cheeks so I could taste my grandfather's spunk and my father's ass musk as I devoured and ate all of the sperm I could from my father's well fucked hole. After we determined there was nothing else to eat, we broke apart and faced the audience to face a sea of sated faces. It was clear that a lot of jizz had coated a lot of towels, and from the cum dripping many of the lips, a lot of it had not gone to waste.
Thanks to the Cherry Pickers, I was a man in every sense of the word, and a "Family Man" at that.