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After the three devoured the two large pizzas, the boys cleaned up the mess then joined Sal who was watching a college football game on the TV. Then the three cuddled up together on the big sofa. Sal lay on his back his arms raised over his head, his legs spread wide. Trev was sprawled out mostly on top of Sal with his face buried in one of Sal's hairy armpits. Mike was curled up on his side between Sal's legs with his head face down in Sal's hairy groin with the long foreskin of Sal's flaccid cock pressed against his nose and lips. All three were still soundly asleep when Meg returned from her shift a little after 2:30 in the afternoon. She thought it was so cute and sexy that she grabbed the digital camera and took about eight good shots at different angles of her precious men at rest. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Trevor's early years --Chapter 2
After Trevor's graduation from high school in June, he worked part time in a local convenience store during weekdays so he could continue going on week-end motorcycle tours riding behind Sal on his big classic fully dressed Harley Davidson hog. By the middle of July, Sal surprised Trev with the keys to a used hog he had purchased from a widow of one of the club members killed in a freak auto accident. The used Harley was also a big beautiful classic, all chrome and painted a dark radiant blue with white pin striping. The widow even threw in the full set of leathers that had been her deceased husbands for Trev for nothing. Trevor was ecstatic with excitement having his own hog and the macho masculine leather jacket, chaps, harness, gloves, arm bands and boots. Everything fit perfect, even the boots. The two guys had a ball all summer long with the other club members. They were a renegade bunch of crazy bikers that toured just about every county fair in the state of California, Nevada and even up into Oregon. It wasn't uncommon for Sal to have to work some weekends, but he had trained Trev well to ride the bike with confidence and safely, so allowed Trev to tour with the club members even when Sal was working a weekend. Once in awhile Meg even went on a tour when she wasn't working.
It was on one of these weekends without Sal while attending the Solano County Fair near Vallejo, CA that Trevor had separated from the other guys in the club for awhile and gone off by himself headed for the Carnival Midway, one of his favorite pastimes and a place he always enjoyed. As he was walking along the Midway taking in the early-afternoon excitement of young folks enjoying themselves with the many rides and activities, he noticed a group of hippies gathered in the immediate vicinity of a large hippie trinket concession booth. Trev immediately gravitated to this group with the hope that they might know his dad Rex or his whereabouts. Surprised, Trev suddenly spotted his dad Rex in the group, ran up to him and literally threw himself at him in a rush of excitement. When Rex finally realized who it was, he picked Trev up around the waist and spun them around and around. The two looked like twins, both with long blond hair pulled into a pony tail, except Rex was dressed in full brown suede hippie garb with long tassels down the sleeves and outer seam of the pants, Trevor in his black leather chaps over worn, faded denim Wranglers, only a black harness and leather arm bands above his waist. It was quite warm, so he just had the leather jacket flung over his left shoulder. The outfit was topped off with the black motorcycle boots and palm gloves. His teenage muscles bulged below the surface of his smooth tanned skin.
Even though it had been eight long years since Trev last saw his dad, he clung to him as dad hugged him to his body. Rex had obviously been smoking weed and was quite stoned and feeling no pain. He put his lips to his son's and gave him a long kiss. When Rex finally released Trev he held him by the shoulders at arms length, spinning him around to get a good look at him in total, top to bottom. "My god Trev, you're all grown up Baby! You're the splitting image of your old man alright, excepting a tad younger, but would you look at all those bitching muscles you've developed. My! My! What a sight you are indeed son! Come on, meet my friends."
After Rex introduced him to his friends, most hugging and squeezing his muscles, even the guys in the group as they talked awhile, Rex put his arm around Trev's waist and led him down a narrow passageway between the canvass booths to a large motor home sitting out behind the Midway. As they entered Rex shouted, "Hey Tiger, come meet my son Trevor." A very handsome man stepped out of the bathroom completely nude, still drying himself with a large bath towel. He had to duck to come through the doorway he was so very tall, pushing seven feet. It took Trev by total surprise. The guy looked to have all the facial features of a white man, until he started looking more closely. He had a long narrow Caucasian nose and big light blue/green eyes, but had the huge thick lips of a black man covering a perfect set of straight pearly whites. He had all the masculine body structure of a big muscled black man, however the near white skin of a tanned Caucasian, except for the tuffs of kinky black hair on his body, an uncircumcised huge much darker dick, almost reddish-purple in color, that swung down over two large low hangers of even a darker almost black color surrounded with the same kinky coarse black hair. His head was shaved completely bald. He was awesomely handsome alright and Trev just couldn't help but stare, especially at the massive equipment dangling from his crotch. Those huge dark rough skinned dark danglers were real eye catchers carrying balls the size of large hen eggs. He guessed Tiger to be one of those quadroon or octoroons he had read about somewhere, but definitely carried a sufficient number of black genes in all the right places to make him a male specimen of impressively excellent rugged beauty. The big man wasn't the least bit self- conscious being nude in front of Trev as he spun the towel into a weapon, turned to face Rex and snapped it at him saying, "So where have you been hiding this blond beauty? My god babe, he's the splitting image of you Rex. He's especially pretty alright - looks to be finger licking good!" Trev noticed that Tiger spoke perfect English with a slight British accent. Tiger turned back facing Trev, smiled, stepped forward right up to him, put his arms around the boy, lifted him into his arms in one swift motion and put his nose to Trev's long blond locks. He inhaled deeply the scent and let out a deep low moan, then gazed down into Trev's eyes and stuck his tongue out and gave him one long sloppy lick from his chin up to his ear leaving a trail of his saliva. "Oh Rex, he's beautiful honey! His hair smells absolutely heavenly." He placed his big thick lips firmly over Trev's completely covering them with his own massive lips and gave him a long sensuous kiss. He spun the two around and around dancing and humming an old Celtic melody.
Rex laughed and responded with, "Tiger, I take it you like my baby then! Isn't he something! Why don't you carry him right into the bedroom so we can strip search him and make sure he's still daddy's boy and hasn't forgotten how he use to make his daddy and momma mighty proud of his love for us. Be like old times with him in bed with us." Once in the bedroom Tiger and Rex stripped Trev and began a ritual of licking, nibbling and sucking on every square inch of the beautiful young man. Trevor managed to work his nose and tongue into his dad's pits and inhale the familiar scent he remembered from years long past, eventually burying his nose in Rex's blond pubic hair. He seemed to go crazy with lust as Tiger went to town with his talented tongue and luscious lips up and down over the moist area leading from his balls to his pink rosebud, finally settling in and aggressively licking, sucking, nibbling, and gently biting, before working his strong tongue into the warmth of the lad's pinkie as it opened up like a rosebud into a full bloom pink flower, the pulsating petals pulsating and grabbing for more heavenly tongue action. Trev began to tremble with pleasure, lusting, totally out of control, moaning and thrusting his booby back for more attention to his throbbing honey pot. Rex joined Tiger with the lube and together they prepared and worked fingers into Trev until he was begging for the ultimate pleasure he craved.
Tiger pulled Trev up on to his knees, lubed and directed Rex's hard cock into his son doggie style, then greased up his own huge purple headed monster and doggied right up into Rex's warm familiar derriere. Tiger began slowly pumping, gradually increasing his speed until he was thrusting into his lover, the motion transferring into Trev through Rex. Tiger constantly changed the angle of his decent until both Rex and Trev were moaning and letting out squeals of sexual bliss only a lover of anal sex would ever deliver openly without reservation. The three seemed as one, joined in this most intimate of sexual bliss. A constant dribble of semen was dropping as a spider-web from Trev's cock on to the terry towel spread under him over the bedclothes. Rex's eyes were rolled back into his eyelids as drool oozed from his gaping mouth on to his son's arched back and trickled down his spine headed for his lowered neck. Tiger was in complete control, taking them to the threshold of a massive orgasm, backing off quickly, taking them up again and again, just short of the summit of sexual pleasure, only to back off and start the cycle again. The smell of male pheromones filled the room as the sweat covered their bodies and Rex began to beg Tiger to let them finally reach shared climaxes. Ten more huge thrusts and all three did shoot their huge juicers. Tiger rolled them over on their left sides and they slowly came down from their highs in total bliss and dropped off for a short nap wrapped in each other's strong arms.
Trev awoke to the feel of Tiger spooned up against his back feeding his huge dick into him. It felt like a huge log being pushed into him and burned as a fire around his sphincter muscle. Tiger hesitated, pausing further entry until he felt Trev's muscles relax. He had him firmly encircled with his long powerful arms so there was no escape. Tiger whispered in his ear, "Relax baby, just relax and soon you will be cooing like your pappy did the first time I made love to him. Just relax now and everything will be just fine. I won't hurt you baby!" The excruciating pain was far too great and Trev fought Tiger all the way, until Tiger thrust a couple of times and he felt the course wiry hair against his buns. "There Baby, it's all in you now so just relax and get use to it. They lay perfectly still for awhile as Tiger nibbled and sucked on Trev's neck and shoulders. Trev looked over his shoulder and realized that his dad was no longer in bed or in the room. When Tiger felt Trev begin to relax he started a slow rotation of his hips and pulled back a couple of inches at a time until he had pulled back about seven inches of his cock. Slowly he pushed back in all the way and then repeated his action until Trev was responding by slowly rotating his ass over the huge purple salami and moaning softly. Tiger took this as a go and started to pull out all the way to the head and push back in faster and faster until he had the kid thrusting back with his buns, gasping for breaths between his moans of pleasure. Tiger stayed intact and buried to the hilt as he flipped Trev over on his back and raised his legs up over his shoulders, looked down into Trev's dreamy eyes and began to pump him like a wild stallion mounted on a breeding mare in heat. He smiled at Trev as he suddenly stopped.
"Do you like this big purple juicer in your honey pod now boy like you pappy does?"
"Fuck YES! Sure do! I never imagined anything that big could feel so good! Please fuck me harder Tiger!"
"Yes! You're just like your pappy alright. He can't get enough of this big nigger dick up his tight ass too. It took him quite awhile to get use to me mounting him, but now he thanks me for being persistent with him and has turned into one hot tight pussy for this big nigger dick. As for you son, you're all broken in already. Someone with a big dick has you all broken in good and proper for us big boys to pleasure ourselves." He started pumping Trev's boy pussy again as he leaned forward nibbling, sucking and biting on the boy's hard quarter inch sensitive nipples. Trev began to moan with pleasure, rotating his ass over Tiger's huge purple appendage. Eventually the moans and gasps turned to higher pitched sounds similar to a howling cat in heat. Tiger had to place his large hand over Trev's mouth to quiet him down a bit.
Trevor climaxed two times before Tiger finally let loose with a final thrust and painted Trev's intestines with his hot, potent, creamy jizz. He pulled his dick from Trev, flipped him over on his belly, spread his ass cheeks with his long fingers and buried his face in the crevice and started sucking all his jizz out of the boy. He flipped Trev back on his back, crawled up and lay over him, top to bottom and French kissed the boy sharing his load with the boy as they continued to kiss and make out for some time. Finally Tiger rolled off Trev on to his feet off the bed, picked up Trev and carried him into the shower with him. He pushed Trev down onto his knees at his feet, held his head up looking at him, smiled and forced the boy's mouth open with his thumbs. He slipped his purple salami into Trev's mouth and let loose with a stream of bright yellow urine. Trev couldn't keep up with the flow and it ran down from the corner of his mouth over his chin and down over his body and settled into his trimmed soft blond bush. As Tigers cock was still spraying he pulled it and started spraying the boy's hair, face, chest, nipples, and down drenching his groin, cock and balls. When his bladder was empty he returned his huge, flaccid salami to Trev's mouth and the boy milked the final drops out from under the foreskin, finally shaking it vigorously in the boy's face with the final few drops. He lifted Trev up on his feet and directed the boy's face to his left armpit. He raised his arm up and rubbed Trev's nose, lips and face into the strongly scented dripping course pit hair.
"Lick and clean my pits Boy, get right in there just like your old man does when they are wet and ripe - one of his favorite spots on this big Nigger Man. He could see that Trev too was enjoying himself, totally engulfed and feeding on his ripe pits. When Trev was finished cleaning Tiger's hairy pits he pushed Trevor back down on his knees, turned around, leaned over and spread his cheeks exposing his very hairy anus cavity. "I just know you like to eat ass too Boy." Trev buried his face in the channel, licked, sucked and devoured the sweaty mixture of man smells and tastes. Eventually Tiger turned on the shower head and regulated the water, lifted Trev up and bent him over and told him to hold his ankles. He flipped a lever on the shower head which directed the flow of the water to a douche nozzle. He soaped up the device and pushed it up into Trev's anus and held one hand on the boy's stomach as it filled with the warm water. When Trev's stomach had expanded and he felt to be a bit pregnant, the magic wand was pulled from his rosebud and he was told to stand up straight and hold it in standing in the corner as Tiger redirected the water to the shower head and took a leisurely hot shower, steaming up the shower stall.
"OK Boy you hold that in and step to the toilet now and get rid of the enigma water. Don't flush it as I need to see if you are clean inside yet." Trev did as told as Tiger followed him to the toilet. When Trev was finished and standing, Tiger checked the discharge and realized the boy needed another go. He sent the boy back into the shower to repeat the treatment without his assistance as he dried himself and sat up on the basin cabinetry awaiting his return to the toilet. Another check of the toilet contents indicated that the boy was cleaned out sufficiently. Tiger popped him on the ass and told him to jump in the shower and clean up good as he waited, still perched on the lavatory basin cabinetry watching the boy through the glass shower door. When the boy emerged he tossed the same damp towel he had used at the boy and told him to dry. He pulled a hairdryer from the cabinet and handed it to Trev, along with a hairbrush of his dad's and a new toothbrush and the tube of toothpaste. "You finish in here, clean up any mess, return to the bedroom and dress. Meet me in the main room up front and your dad and I will decide just what to do with you next." He kissed the boy, gave him a hard slap across each ass cheek and headed out the door and down the hallway, still nude toward the front of the MH.
Trevor was dressed in his full leather garb as he stepped into the kitchen/dining/living area. Both his dad Rex and Tiger were dressed and talking standing in the kitchen, Rex preparing supper. The table was set for three and the clock read 6:30pm. During the meal both Rex and Tiger questioned Trev who he was with, about his transportation to the fair and how long he would be staying, etc. Since it was Friday and Trev would have been camping out with his group, all on bikes, Rex talked Trev into calling his buddies on his cell phone and telling them he would be staying with them until Sunday around noon when he would join them again for the return to home. Tiger accompanied Trev with his vehicle entrance pass and they went to the parking lot and retrieved Trev's Harley and drove it on to the grounds and parked it next to the MH where they could secure it. Rex had the evening shift attending the Hippie booth, so Tiger took Trev around introducing him as Rex's son to all his Carney friends along the Midway as they rode the rides and played the many fun games. A couple of times Tiger pulled Trev in between booths in the semi dark, light up a joint and share it with Trev until they both were feeling good and wasted. Trev would drop to his knees, fish out Tiger's huge cock and play with it for awhile before he would put it in his mouth and suck it until the juicer filled his mouth almost to overflow. Then they would continue their adventures along the midway, sucking up beer and acting silly like a couple of kids. Twice they entered the Hippie booth and Tiger and Rex talked business. Trev noticed that during that time a couple of the young hippies that he had met, one a young teenage girl and the other a young teenage guy. They each turned in a hand full of greenbacks that Rex counted then rang up in the register. Rex opened a small safe, pull out a small plastic bag and hand it to them, then counted out money and handed a portion to each. They looked inside checking the contents, slip it in a large pocket in their clothing, the money in a smaller upper pocket and off they went smiling as they mingled with the crowd. Two cowboys, most likely associated with the Rodeo, walked into the concession booth, spotted Tiger and each counted out $100 in 20's and handed it to Tiger in return for a red ticket he pulled from a compartment under the cash register. He ran up the sale and pointed the two guys across the Midway to a small red arrow pointing between two booths. The two cowboys smiled and took off with their tickets across and down the narrow alley where the arrow pointed. Trev walked up to his dad and asked what was going on with both the hippie girl and boy and the two cowboys that just dropped a hundred each for a red ticket and directed to follow the sign across the Midway. Tiger stepped forward and took over the conversation.
"You don't think we are making a living selling this hippie paraphernalia, jewelry and clothing at these fairs do you son! Hell no Trev, we are operating a whore house across the way in a big Motor Home we own with four, sometimes six or eight young hippie boys and girls we pick up along our travels and train to be pleasure receptacles for our special clients. The two hippies, the girl and boy that you saw are two of them that are just getting off their shift. They turned in their receipts and your dad gave them each their portion due from their last shift yesterday. They work on a 60/40 split, house 60 percent, them 40 percent. We supply them with supplies, the MH set up with separate furnished cubicles to entertain their customers. Our only customers are the Carnival Employees and the many Cowboys that follow the Rodeo circuit from fair to fair. Word of mouth within those two client bases are our only customers, so we have managed to stay safe from public or law enforcement scrutiny. We all do quite well too, especially with the Cowboys! Our whores travel in their own vans or Motor Homes, following us from location to location. We have two full time employees that live in the MH, keep it clean, maintained and oversee the operation inside the unit. There is no money exchanged or held in the service vehicle just in case it would be raided. The couple is very well paid and has use of the MH during the off season. You might say we run a traveling whore house and supply both boys and girls for our very loyal customer base. Like I said, our best customers come from the cowboy population. They make good money, especially the winners and like to suck and fuck young hippies. Most go for the boys, however the two girls we have do quite well with some of the older rough Carney guys that like to eat young juicy pussy. The best part is it's all mostly tax free, except of course, the retail hippie paraphernalia, jewelry, trinkets and clothing, justifying our presence and our contribution to the sales tax base. Any questions or concerns you might have with our operations must remain between us. You do understand son?"
Trev quickly answered, "Oh yes sir. In fact I wouldn't mind working a few hours servicing some of those hunky cowboy dudes, riding their huge crotch horses I see roaming around the rodeo and stockyards. Oh La-La! Yes indeed could I handle milking a few of those hunks of a few loads of cowboy baby maker jizz? I even saw a couple of Carnies working along the Midway I wouldn't mind having a rumble with too, as I like it real rough, dirty and intense at times with rough trade type hunks. The rough and ready type dudes that the Carnival draws as employees have always made my pussy pulsate just watching them being their dirty uncouth, filthy mouthed selves, loaded with tattoos, ripped jeans and wife beaters, and sporting huge baskets to tantalize a cock connoisseur like me into lustful thoughts of having a heavy rendezvous with them. This could be real fun for the weekend - pure unrestrained lusts with some red hot dudes that know how to throw a hot fuck to a willing biker like me. I assume all is done using safe sex! Am I right Tiger?"
"Well, let your dad and me discuss it for a bit and we will see what we can come up with Babe! You go back to the MH for awhile and wait for me to return with our decision Trev. Give it some serious though while you smoke another joint and help yourself to a couple of long necks in the refrigerator. Your dad is going to have the final word in this request, as I would just as soon have you all for our personal enjoyment the entire weekend. I tend to be a bit possessive at times. Just ask your dad about how I like to rule his roost and keep him close and submissive and dominated by my assertive personality. Enough said! Go now he will be along in awhile and give you our decision as I tend the store."
Let me know if you are interested in a continuation of this fantasy by contacting me at my email address, as follows: bert_carley@yahoo.com