Cherry Pickers Sam's Story:
Sam: Had it not been for the Blake family, my life would have been a lot different. I grew up "dirt poor". My father was an alcoholic and my mother seemed to make matters worse with her self-righteousness. I was always tall for my age and big. My father had been a linebacker in high school, as had been my uncles on both sides of the family. Big boned seemed to describe my gene pool, as I'm 6 foot 4 and weigh in about 250 lbs. And I was good at high school ball, and the recruiters came around until that one game where a play went bad and I felt my ankle snap. In previous years my fate and luck would have been a job at the local mill, which had closed when I was a child.
The Blake family de-facto adopted me. With four sons, the youngest who was a year ahead of me in high school, they had all gone to college on what I thought were academic scholarships, as none of them were on the college varsity team at the Military School in our state. It was the school there father, Mr. Blake had attended and he had started out dirt poor and built a construction empire. Yes, it felt lucky to get out of my house as often as I could. When I was about six, a friend of the oldest brother said something about a classmate being a faggot. Mr. Blake calmly put down his fork and said, "Young man you are sitting at my table, and in this house we do not judge a man because of his sexual preferences, these are in my opinion a gift from God. God chooses who is gay, who is straight and who is bi. I suggest that if you cannot accept this, that you quietly finish your meal, and when finished leave quietly, and never set foot in my house again, as I will not accept your being in my home." Wow, I thought, my dick stirring in my pants, all two inches at the time, Mr. Blake understands me.
That summer the eldest son, Matthew graduated high school and got a job working at a summer camp. Mr. Blake joined him for two weeks and brought him home a self-assured young man ready to take on the world. Two years later, Ethen went to camp and came back a changed man just as self-assured as his brother, but each were kinder, with a sparkle in their eye. Ryan, the next eldest, two years later also returned changed and for the better. I was realizing more and more that I was gay and had a tough time not popping a boner in the locker room. I didn't and my best friend and mentor Josh Blake told me at the beginning of my sophomore year, "Sam, I'm not sure what happens at camp, but each of my brothers has come back better for it and has excelled in college and become a people person, just like my Dad. The only thing I've been told is that I have to be a virgin to attend camp. Please Sam, I know we can't know the details, but stay a virgin Sam, and with that he kissed me long and hard." I knew from that moment on, I would do whatever the Blake family wanted as I wanted to emulate and be just like them. So here I was buck ass nekkid, about ready to get up to something, or something was going to get up and get in me.
Jeff drew a name from the hat and my name was called. It was when I stood up that I realized that my cock had been dripping precum for over an hour as a pool of precum was beneath my chair. Nervous, fuck yes I was nervous, but realizing four of the men I admired the most had become men and Cherry Pickers just as I was about to, I jumped up and strained my eyes to see who was going to fuck me royally.
Though the darkness, I looked and blinked and shook my head in disbelief, there was Josh Blake. "I told you it would be worth it," he called out, grinning from ear to ear. "Dad is a Cherry Picker as well, and he made sure that your first time would be with me. I love you, you big lunk, "he blurted out, tears creeping out of the corner of his eyes. I've dreamed of being with you for years and now tonight is ours." Both of us zoned out what was happening around us as he led me over to the alter and proceeded to lick me from head to toe and I responded by licking him back. My feet, he is sucking my toes and I love it. Both my balls went in his mouth, then my cock. He lay on top of me on the cock and we did a sixty nine, and then he ate my ass and I ate his. "I want you to fuck me, but tonight is all about you" he said as he slowly opened my ass with this mouth and fingers, my ass begging for more.
And suddenly more is what I got as I felt the skin of his uncut cock peel back as he slid into my hole. The feeling was sensational as his cock would pull out, retracting the head over his cock and then it would furl up around the shaft, giving ever fiber in my ass a wonderful feeling as he slowly began the descent into my core. And then he hit my prostate and I began to keen as my ass responded to the onslaught of his cock. Josh's cock making love to me, sex yes, but hell this had to be love, at least I hoped it was.
All too soon I felt Josh tense as he unloaded and unloaded and unloaded into my ass. Josh stayed still in my ass, allowing his seed to be drawn deeper into my waiting man-pussy. "I want your ass all night he said, but the rules are once I come, we have to stop and let the other guys have a chance. You want to cum now or wait for Seconds?
"Seconds" I blurted as I wanted to be on my A game all night. And now I wonder who will be the next man to fuck my tender but wanting hole.