Finding Family
By mike loggerman
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I'm a single guy who lives alone on a small farm I inherited from my uncle. I don't really do farming, but it's a quiet, secluded place to live. I get horny, but every once in a while, I go out and look for guys. The best times are after 10pm. I'd drive on the road from town, and I could pick up hitchhikers.
I picked up a young black guy and asked why he was out so late. He said he was visiting a friend, and was on his way home. I told him I was out because I was horny. He asked what made me horny. I told him I liked a hard cock. He asked what I'd do if I could get one. I told him I'd suck it, and maybe have the guy put it inside me. The guy pulled down his sweat pants, and stroked his cock. He asked if this was hard enough for him. I reached over and stroked his cock. It was big and thick, and rock hard. I drove him to my farm and we went in the house. He got undressed and let me suck his cock and play with his big balls. I pulled down my shorts and he felt my cheeks and said I had a nice ass as he fingered it. I leaned over my desk, and he held my hips and thrust his cock inside me. He pounded me for 10 minutes, balls deep inside me. I groaned as he pounded me. He thrust hard and I felt his cum shooting inside me. We got dressed, and I drove him to where he was going. He said, "thanks for letting me fuck you," and he left.
Another time I picked up a hispanic guy who looked about 25. As we rode, I asked if he was horny. He said he was always horny. I asked if he would be willing to fuck me. He said he'd be happy to help me out. I took him to the farm, and he let me undress him. He had a big hairy cock. I sucked him and ate his ass while he fingered my ass. I lay on the edge of the bed and he got between my legs and thrust his cock inside me. I groaned and my cock was dripping. He said my ass was tight and kept pounding me. he said he was going to plant his seed inside me and thrust harder and faster. The pounding made me go over the edge, and I shot my load on my chest. A moment later, I felt him cumming in me. He said he could stay over if I wanted more. I said I'd like that. He fuked me again and we fell asleep. In the morning, he thrust his cock back inside me and fucked me long and slow with his morning wood. After he unloaded, he said he needed to go, and we got dressed, and I drove him home.
I had convinced myself that I didn't really need companionship. If I needed sex, there were plenty of guys out there willing to fuck me. I enjoyed my solitude without the complications of a relationship, and worrying if the guy liked me. Or so I told myself.
I was driving home one evening, and I saw a young guy walking on the road in the middle of nowhere. He was skinny with dark hair and looked like he could use a lift. I was horny, and wouldn't mind playing with him. I stopped and asked if he needed a ride. He said he wasn't going anywhere in particular, so I suggested he could come home with me for the night and be on his way in the morning. He said that sounded good. He told me his name was Tim.
We talked on the way to my place. He was a runaway. He said he didn't get along with his mom's boyfriend. He said the guy was always pushing him around and yelling at him. He said he thought he was gay, and his mom's boyfriend belittled him and made him feel like crap.
I told him there was nothing wrong with being gay, and if he wanted, I'd be happy to suck his cock when we got to my house. He said that would be fine. For me, it was just lust, but for him, it was the currency of getting through another day.
When we got to the farm, I was able to get a good look at him. He was average looking and needy. I told him to give me his clothes and I'd wash them for him. He said that wouldn't be necessary, but I said it was no trouble. He took off his clothes without any thought, and handed them to me. I got hard looking at him. He had a dense dark haired bush surrounding a big cock on an otherwise hairless body. He asked if I liked his body. I said very much. He said since I was giving him a place to stay, he'd do whatever I wanted. It was like he was paying a bill.
The first thing I had him do was to take a shower. He was in there for 20 minutes and came out dried but without a towel. I had prepared a meal for him, and told him to sit at the table. He seemed surprised, wrapped a towel around his waist, and devoured the meal. He told me he was surprised I was doing these things for him. The guys who helped him before just used him for sex and sent him on his way. I told him I won't lie, I really am excited by his body, and there are things I'd love us to do, but he's a person, and he has needs, and I want to help him. He seemed to appreciate the kindness, and asked what things I'd like to do with him. I told him I loved his hairy pits, and his big hairy cock. I told him I'd love to feel, lick and suck them, and if he's into it, I'd love him to fuck me. He smiled and said he'd be happy to oblige. He made me feel like I was in a restaurant, and he was taking my order. He stood in front of me and dropped the towel so I could enjoy his naked body. I was sitting at the table and put his hands behind his head. I felt his hairy pits with my fingertips. He liked that. I took his big cock in my mouth and deep throated him. I loved the feel of it in my mouth. I held his hips and sucked his cock while I felt his smooth firm ass. I sucked his big balls, and continued to deep throat him until he shot his load in my mouth. I swallowed his load, and said Tim cum tastes good. He said I was a good cock sucker and repeated that he'd do whatever else I wanted for letting him stay.
I took him to the bedroom and got undressed. We got in bed, and I started running my fingers over his smooth body. His cock got hard again. I ran my fingers along his inner thighs and up and down his chest. He was enjoying it, and his cock was dripping. I asked him whats the most he's ever cum in a day. He said five times. I told him I'd love to get five loads out of him. I had him get on all fours and I ate his ass, which had a few hairs growing around it, but not many. After the first few minutes he relaxed and started to enjoy it. At that point he abandoned his body to me because he was enjoying what I did with it.
He started telling me that he'd been picked up by several guys over the last few days, and they either sucked his cock, or he sucked theirs or they fucked him and then dumped him. He said I was the only guy that seemed to care if he enjoyed himself. I said I really liked his cock, but he seemed to be a nice guy, and there was no reason he shouldn't enjoy himself as well. He said he wanted to make me feel good too and asked what he could do. I told him I'd really enjoy him fucking me.
Tim told me he had never fucked anyone before, and the first time he got fucked was at a rest area a few days ago. I asked if he liked it. He said not that much. He was at the rest area in the middle of the night, looking for a ride, and he was sucking a guy with a big cock. The guy had him lean against the wall and pulled down his shorts, and shoved his cock up his ass. The guy pounded his ass hard, shot his load, and left. Tim said it was only this morning that his ass stopped hurting. I checked it out for him and there didn't seem to be any damage. He could have had infections and have been ripped open. I told Tim that he wasn't fucked, he was raped. I explained that fucking is a tender, sensual act. It gives pleasure to both men. I said I'd love to show him the difference if he was interested. He said he was. I started kissing him while I used my fingertips to explore his body. He laid back and enjoyed the pleasure I was trying to give him. I slowly sucked his cock while I played with his balls. I took some lube, and lubed his cock. I was on my back and I spread my legs and had him hold his cock against my hole. He was getting impatient, and begged me to let him fuck me. I told him to enter me slowly. He thrust in and out, working until he was fully inside me. I felt his big cock expanding my insides, and it felt really good. He held his cock in my ass without moving, and he moaned for the first time since we met. He started fucking me, and it felt amazing. He said it feels great, and I said I liked it too. I wrapped my legs around him and he started pounding me harder, and was as deep inside me as he could go. He started kissing me and groaned loudly as he shot his load deep inside me. He kept his cock inside me until he got soft. As he lay beside me, he said it was amazing. He wanted to make me cum, but I told him we could do that later. I just held him and kept caressing him. He put his arm around me and said I was not like the guys he had been with on the road. They just used him and tossed him aside like a cum rag. He said I was actually concerned that he was pleasured as well. I told him he's been with the wrong people. Its not just a cock. Its the person its connected to that matters. I told him I do like his body, but I do this because its the kind of person I am, not just to get in his pants. I said there are good and bad people out there, and he needs to be careful who he connects with. He said he was glad he met me. It sounded genuine. I told him for as long as he stays here, I'd never make him do anything he didn't want to do. He started stroking my cock and playing with my balls. He said he wanted to make me cum. Tim said he really likes eating cum. I lay back and put my hands behind my head. He said he was really enjoying my body, and asked if he could fuck me again. I said yeah. He slid his cock inside me and slowly pounded me. Each time he thrust his cock in me, it got me closer to shooting my load. I told him he was going to make me cum. He started to pound me harder and watched as I shot my load on my stomach without touching myself. Tim continued to pound me and thrust deep inside me as he shot his load. He licked my cum off my stomach. He fell asleep beside me.
I woke up early and let Tim sleep. I was sitting on the porch having my morning coffee and Tim came out naked. He said he had a really good time last night. I said I did too. I said his clothes were ready for when he wanted them, and I asked if he wanted me to drop him off someplace. He said he was thinking about that, and thought he could stay a while and have all the sex I wanted. I told him I was serious when I said I only want sex if it's mutual. It can't be payment for anything. Tim said no one was as kind to him as me in a long time and he'd like to stay with me, but he really was horny and wouldn't mind having sex.
I reached over and sucked his cock. I pulled down my shorts and pulled my legs up, and he fucked me there on the porch. He groaned deeply, and emptied his load in my ass. He watched his cum drip out of me.
He asked what kind of work I had in mind for him. I said he'd get room and board if he did the dishes, mowed the lawn, and took out the garbage. He said he could do that. I told him he would never have to have sex with me, but he could when he wanted to. I gave him his own room, and some old clothes that fit him. He did his work well, and even cleaned the house. One afternoon, he asked if he could cook dinner. I told him to go ahead. He made a great meal.
Tim continued to sleep with me in my room, and he fucked me often, but it was because he wanted to, not out of a sense of obligation. I was happy because I got horny every time I saw his hairy armpits or that thick bush. When he fucked me, he seemed almost triumphant, knowing that his cock was bigger than mine, and that I loved it buried deep inside me. One day we spent all day in bed and he fucked me four times. We were lying in bed and he asked why I never fucked him. I told him because guys forced themselves on him, I didn't want to bring back bad memories. He said he was over it, and he'd really like to feel me inside him. I had him get on all fours and I rimmed his ass. I gently slid my cock inside him. He purred as I moved in and out of him. I pulled out of him and had him get on his back. I slid my cock back inside him and moved slowly. I shot my load inside him. Tim kissed me and we lay together. He said that now he felt like he belongs to me.
Tim enjoyed working hard, and he landscaped the yard. He also built a shed out back. He came in tired and sweaty, and would shower and have dinner with me.
When people from town asked about him, I said he was my sister's kid from the city, and he came to live with me when he finished High School. I started wondering how old he really was. He said not to worry because no one would be looking for him.
Tim got broad shouldered and hairy over the next two years. I kept expecting him to pick up and go, but he stayed with me and we became quite attached to eacho other. Our relationship was a bit strange. I was like a father to him, but he was like a lover to me. On several occasions I tried to get him to find a guy his own age, but he would ask where could he find someone else like me.
One day, I was in town doing some business, and met a guy working in the grocery store. He was gay, and I invited him for dinner on Saturday night. At first he thought I was coming on to him. I told him I had a nice younger guy I wanted him to meet. He was average looking like Tim, and quiet but pleasant. His name was Gary. Gary said these things never work out, but he would come.
When he came to dinner, Gary and Tim were checking each other out immediately. I couldn't even carry on a simple conversation with them because they were focused on each other. Tim offered to give Greg a tour of the house. He showed him the guest room, and they didn't come out for an hour. I was watching TV when they finally came out, and I asked if Tim showed him anything interesting. They both blushed. I asked if Greg would be sleeping over and I got an enthusiastic yes from them both. When I went to sleep, I heard loud noises from the guest room. I figured I'd have to get used to sleeping alone again.
Greg started sleeping over a great deal. Tim asked if Greg could move in with us. He said we had the room, and he was willing to pay rent. I was happy to see he found someone closer to his age, so I agreed. Eventually they moved into town and Tim got a job there. He visited me often. He said I was the closest thing he had to a real father.
I had to get used to living alone again, and I hated it. Greg and Tim invited me for dinner one evening. Greg's uncle Bill was visiting. He was an average looking guy, seemed to be hairy, a couple of years younger than me and we hit it off. Tim told me he was gay and alone, just incase I missed his subtleties. Bill was a nice guy, and quiet. I told him about my farm and he said he'd love to see it. I drove him out to the farm and he really liked the solitude. I told him it got pretty lonely, especially after Tim left. He told me his partner got cancer and passed away last year, and he had been pretty lonely too. He put his arm around me and I snuggled into him. It felt warm and comfortable and I was enjoying his scent. I was usually attracted to younger guys. I loved their firm bodies and being impaled by their hard cocks.
We started kissing as we sat on the couch. He asked if I was the kind of guy who was done once he shot his load. I told him no, that I usually went for a second and sometimes third orgasm. He said he was too. He asked if he could interest me in an evening of intense orgasms.
We kissed and undressed each other. He was very hairy, and well hung. His cock wasn't as long as Tims, but just as thick. I licked his pits and sucked his balls. Bill ate my ass out, and had me groaning. He slid his finger in my ass while he stroked my cock . Bill said I had a beautiful ass, and asked if he could enter me. I wanted him badly and said I needed him inside me.
He was on top of me and he thrust his hard cock deep inside me. I moaned as I enjoyed the feel of his cock in me. I wrapped my legs around him and he kept thrusting. I was excited and shot my load on my chest. A moment later, I felt him cumming inside me. As we lay in bed, he said he hadn't felt that good in a long time. I told him I hoped he didn't think I was easy because I let him fuck me on the first date. We laughed and he held me.
Bill stayed the night, and we were like two kids. I couldn't wait to have him fuck me again, and I didn't have to wait long. I also loved being naked with him, and just being with him. He started spending almost every weekend with me after that.
Tim and I met for lunch one day. Tim told me he thought we'd be a good match. I asked why. He said that Bill is a kind, gentle guy, the kind of person I like, and he knew I drool when I see body hair. I swatted at Tim. I said thats no big deal, there are a lot of people like that. Tim said that after Bill was alone, he use to get together with Greg because Greg had always been hot for his uncle and loved being fucked by Bill. I started laughing and said that Greg and I swapped tops. Tim, always the formal guy, a trait he picked up from me early on, straightened up and said yes, but its worked out well. I said yea, its less incestuous. Tim laughed. We often joked that he was like a son to me, and after all the sex we had over the years, we shared a lot of DNA.
Tim was an adult, but he started using my last name when he started living with me permanently, and had it legally changed when he turned 21. I asked why, and he said his life before me was dark and painful, and it was good and happy when I found him. He said he would have asked me to adopt him, but he didn't want to be found by his relatives, not that they would be looking.
Bill liked the independence of having his own place, but he was spending more and more time with me at the farm. When I came into town to be with him, we'd visit Tim and Greg, but spent most of our time in private.
Bill had talked about us moving in together. I kept declining. When he asked why, I said it was going to sound stupid. Bill said he was in the mood for stupid, and to please explain it. I told him it wasn't him. I craved his body and feeling it against me and his cock inside me. I said it wasn't the living together, because we seem so well suited. I've had long term living arrangements before and they were good. I told him we're not 20 anymore. He looked puzzled. I said if you want to own my ass, I want a ring on my finger. Bill broke out in a broad grin and said, "why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free?" We both burst out laughing and I chased him around the house. I told him to see how long it is before he gets any more milk from this cow. it wasn't long. Whenever I got together with Bill, I couldn't wait to be naked with him and feel his cock buried inside me.
He held me and kissed me and said he wanted to take advantage of the new gay marriage laws, but didn't know how I felt about it. When we told Tim and Greg about it, they were excited. Tim hugged and kissed me, and asked if he could fuck the bride. I laughed, and Bill said, "I believe you already have." Greg said he was probably the only one who hadn't fucked the bride. I pointed out that Tim and Bill hadn't fucked each other either. Tim said it would make one interesting wedding ceremony. Bill said to catch him when he's drunk.
Later that evening we were all a bit drunk and Bill decided it was okay with him if we checked each other out. Greg and I sucked each other's cocks while Bill and Tim did the same. I enjoyed Greg's cock, and his crotch scent. and anticipated tasting his load. Bill was on the bed with us, getting sucked by Tim, and we sucked each other until we shot our loads. Later, Greg and I lay side by side on the bed while Bill fucked me and Tim fucked Greg. We enjoyed watching each other and sharing our intense moments with them. It was something special from time to time.
It seemed I was the only hold out for swapping partners. Bill and Tim wanted to fuck each other, and Greg had fingered my ass more than once and expressed a desire to be inside me. I didn't want to have meaningless sex and told them. Bill told me it wouldn't be meaningless, since Greg and Tim were like our adult kids. He said it would bring the four of us closer. I agreed provided we were all together. The next evening, I couldn't sleep. I was going good to the kitchen and found Greg on the couch watching get a movie. He was naked. I was looking at his hairy crotch and long soft cock, and got on my knees in front of him, and he spread his legs. I sucked him until he was hard and he motioned for me to get on the couch. He started fingering my ass and and whispered that he wanted to be inside me. He took my silence as a yes, and slid his hard cock inside me. I moaned softly as he slowly thrust his full length inside me. He held me tightly as he continued to pound me. Waves of pleasure came over me, and I realized I was foolish for holding out. His pounding excited me and I shot my load on him as he shot his load inside me. He ate his cumout of me and asked how I felt about him fucking me. I told him I hoped it wouldn't be the last time. He said it wouldn't be.
Over the next few days, Greg fucked me several times while Tim and Bill fucked each other. At one point, we were side by side, and Tim and Greg switched partners. I loved having Tim inside me again. Bill and I decided to get married anyway, but it was really going to be a four way marriage. We planned a quiet ceremony at the farm. We had a small, quiet ceremony. Tim and Greg moved back in with us, and we enjoyed each other, and the fact that we had become a family.
The ceremony just had us and the gay minister from a nearby city. He was a young skinny guy. He came out that morning and spent they day with us. He seemed to like us, and we liked him. He told us he had no family and liked what we had together. The ceremony was at four o'clock.
The four of us decided we wanted to be naked for the ceremony. The minister was happy to oblige, and he got naked too. His cock was huge and thick and I looked at Bill, and he said it was okay. The minister took out a glass and asked us all to cum in it. I asked the minister to fuck me and I lay on the couch as he slid his big cock inside me. Bill, Tim and Greg stroked their cocks as they watched the minister's huge cock move in and out of me and shot their loads into the glass. The minister was about to cum and pulled out. He shot his load into the glass. I was stroking my cock and shot my cum into the glass. The minister stirred the cum, and all five of us drank it. He said we all belong to each other. After the ceremony, Bill asked the minister why he added his own cum. He said he almost never joins in, but he thinks we are a wonderful family, and he wants to be part of it if it would be okay with everyone. We all talked about it and decided we liked him. He stayed for two days, and he fucked his way into our family. He fucked all of us, and everyone fucked him. His name was Jerry. I was mostly a bottom and Jerry was mostly a top so I had his cock inside me more than the other guys. Bill and Greg both enjoy fucking a cum filled ass, so they liked fucking me after Jerry was done. Tim liked Jerry's hairy ass, fucked him often.
Jerry usually came out Sundays after church and would stay until Tuesday. He also spent all holidays with us. I always considered myself the least attractive guy in the house, but Jerry seemed to want to fuck me the most. He had the biggest thickest cock in the family, and he was by far the most hairy.
One afternoon, Bill was in the bedroom fucking Jerry, when I walked in. Jerry enjoyed being fucked by Bill as much as he liked fucking me. I got undressed and lay with them when they were done, feeling Jerry's hairy body. He slid his cock inside me and fucked me long and slow while Bill kissed me. When we were done, Jerry said he had something serious to talk about and asked that Greg and Tim would be here too.
We got dressed and sat at the dining room table. Jerry told us about a college student who came out, and his parents threw him out. He had no friends and nowhere to go. He asked if we might consider taking him in. He was 18, so there was no legal problems, but he really needed a family. I spoke up first and said we'd have no problem taking him in. Bill felt the same way. Greg and Tim were concerned about how it would affect our lifestyle. I said not at all. We were giving him a safe place to be. If he wanted to be part of our family, only time would tell.
Later that evening, Jerry drove up with Chaz. He was my height, on the Chubby side, and looking beat down. I showed him to his room, and then we had a family meeting.
We shared what our family was, and he was welcome to participate, unless he didn't want to. He wasn't obligated to do anything except his chores. He thanked us and put his stuff away in his room.
He came in later while we were watching TV. We were all naked. He went to his room, and I asked Bill if we freaked him out, but he came back a moment later, naked, hard and smiling. He sat between Bill and I and stroked our cocks. We started feeling his smooth body and Bill sucked his nipples. I got between his legs and sucked his cock while I played with his balls and pubes. He shot his load in my mouth and swallowed it. He got on his knees and sucked my cock while Bill got behind him and are His ass. Bill thrust his cock in his ass and fucked him while he sucked me. When we unloaded in him, he sucked Greg while Tim fucked him. Chaz said it was amazing.
The next morning, Chaz got into bed with us and fucked me and then Bill. He asked if he was a member of the family now, and we said no, but he was on the way.
He was good about doing his chores, and he enjoyed sex with all of us, but he seemed more interested in Bill, which was fine, because Jerry was mostly interested in me. Chaz showed a great interest in doing the cooking, so we gave him that job, and he made amazing meals. Over the next six months, he fit into our family very well.
I called a family meeting. We were all there. Jerry had come over and we had a discussion about Chaz joining the family. We made Chaz wait in his room. We called him down, and he came in looking nervous. Bill asked if he was still interested in being part of our family. He said yeah. Bill said if he really wanted to be part of us.... we could see Chaz was nervous, but Bill dragged it out..., then we accept him as part of our clan. Chaz had tears in his eyes. We hugged and kissed him. He had found his family, as we all had.