AUTHOR'S WARNING: This story contains incest, watersports and unprotected sexual activities.
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December rolled around again and I was looking forward to our 3rd year of "special" backyard cricket. Dad had promised things would be a bit different this year, as if the last two years had been boring.
If you're only just joining in now, let me explain. A couple of years ago I played a game of backyard cricket with my dad, the blokes living on either side of him, and their sons. Me and the sons busted our old men getting into a bit of bloke-on-bloke action in the shed, and since then the backyard cricket game has turned into an all-guy orgy. We get the wives and kids away for the day and give in to our man lust once a year.
The usual group is me (Tim), tall and thin and a little on the fair side; my dad, Ross, an ex-fire fighter and body builder; dad's neighbour, Charlie, a gruff bearded redhead who's going silver fast; his son, Andy, who looks more like my dad from hitting all the weights; Glenn, the neighbour on the other side, and his boy Noel, both equipped with a marathon runner's body and a shock of blonde hair.
There was talk last year of a few extra players this season- Charlie's brother and his twin sons and a couple of blokes from Glenn's work. Last I heard the blokes from work had pulled out but dad said he had some replacements.
Like last year, I dropped the wife and our kid at the train station to give them the day away. Everyone else had got their better halves off already but my missis dragged the chain sometimes. So by the time I made it to dad's place at the end of the cul-de-sac everyone was already assembled.
I made my way round the back and saw the group. There was my old man, standing in front of the group like he was the coach, naked except for the red bucket hat. The hat had been with us since the start and it went to the winner for the year. I wondered if my dad had washed the cum out of it.
Everyone turned to see me and introductions were made. I recognised the usual suspects, and once I laid eyes on Charlie's brother I finally understood where Andy got his look from. Cliff was a huge bloke, more muscular than even Andy, with a shock of red hair and a beard just like Charlie. Eyeing him off I saw he was also packing the biggest cock in the group. I tried not to drool as I stripped off.
Next to Cliff were his twin sons, Tony and Jack. At 22 years of age they were the youngest blokes here and their slender frames stood out in contrast to their muscular dad. They were sporting giant, identical hard-ons and looked ready to blow at a moment's notice.
The other two newcomers were a surprise, because I recognised them. Not by name, but they had moved in to the house next to Glenn a few years back. These guys were two of the four tradies who were renting the house. The older one, Kyle, looked like a grizzled action star with his stubble and heavy black eyebrows, not to mention his killer body. Next to him was Ben, still jacked but a little less defined, with red/brown hair and a little goatee-looking thing. I found out later that the two of them had caught Glenn having some "personal time" out the back of his place during the year and were keen to play.
With my greedy little scan of the group concluded, I turned my attention back to my old man and his introduction speech.
"Now most years we play two teams. Each innings you pair up with someone on the opposite team, and one side bats and the other bowls. The batsman steps up to an opposing team member and gets to put whatever he wants wherever he wants." Explained the old man, giving his half-mast cock a waggle to emphasize his point.
This was met with general approval. The twins looked like they might cum there and then from excitement.
"We'd normally play a few innings, with the last innings being a free for all orgy. Last man to come wins the red bucket hat of glory here and then we count up the points." He continued.
"BUT. Seeing as how there's so many of us this year, and an odd number of players too, me and the council-" he gestured towards Charlie and Glenn.
"-have decided this year is going to be a lot less formal. One big round, no teams, last man to blow his load is the winner. We'll sort out a more formal structure next year. Any questions?" he asked, taking a generous dollop of lube from the bottle on the table and applying it to his ring.
Everyone shook their heads. Some of the lads followed suit with the lube.
"Ok, great. Everyone over to the pitch."
The "pitch" was still just the worn stretch of grass we used to play on, with a few lawn chairs around if we needed them. We all formed a circle, hard dicks pointing in towards my dad standing in the centre.
"Alright...GO!" he shouted, and off we went.
I surveyed the action to see what to do. Glenn and his son Noel each had a twin bent over already and were giving them a good pounding. My dad and Charlie were locked in a passionate embrace, making out and rubbing their cocks together. Andy was bent over sucking off Kyle while Ben crouched behind him giving his arsehole a good tongue-lashing. Guess that left Cliff, who had already sat down on the lawn chair and was eyeing me off as he stroked his considerable meat.
I made my way over to him and his giant schlong. As I stood in front of him he quickly lunged forward and picked me up, pulling my legs apart and pulling me towards him at the same time. I felt his giant cockhead poised against my rear end. I slowly lowered myself, feeling the pain of having my back passage stretched wider than it had ever been before. Eventually I got the monster inside me and started bouncing up and down on it, watching Cliff's face, eyes half-closed, gasping and moaning in pleasure.
I rode Cliff for what felt like forever. Each bounce from me, each thrust from him, still made me see stars as I tried to adjust for his massive knob. I leaned forward to work the end of the shaft and the head with my arsehole and looked around at the sights.
As expected, the twins were already out, sitting on the grass near the edge of the pitch nursing a beer. Glenn and Noel had turned to each other, Noel kneeling as his dad unleashed a sea of piss over his chest. Watersports was definitely the go over at the Stone household.
My dad was taking it up the arse from Charlie, who was at the same time sucking face with Kyle. The older tradie was also inside Andy's eager arse. Funnily enough, Andy hadn't really changed position- still bent forward slightly, hands resting on his knees- but now he had an arse full of Kyle instead of a mouthful, and instead of Ben being behind him he was now in front, giving my muscle-bound mate a proper cock-whipping.
