Mother quietly went into her sons room while her daughters dressed in their Sunday’s best.  She took a quick look and picked her eldest, the only one big enough for the whole family.  She woke him up by taping on his shoulder, careful not to wake the others.  The son was gleeful that this year was his luck; she always said they were too big to bring them all.  Today, he’s been invited for thanksgiving dinner.

“Males are dumb, of that there’s no doubt.”

The girls got in the pickup, and he in the back, in only his sleeping tight shorts and a t-shirt for mother said they were in a hurry.  Over the bridge and through the woods, to grandmother’s house they went.

As grandma greeted them at the door, she embraced her favorite grand-daughters stuffing them with her large bosoms.  She then set her sight on her grand-son with hungry eyes, the mother slapped him sound on his firm ass cheeks and he reacted by striking a pose as he was conditioned to do.

He spread his legs apart and flexed his massive double muscled thighs, put his hands in the back of his head and flexed his double muscled biceps, arched his back, stuck out his ass, and put on a big smile.  After all, mother always said this was the only way all good boys should greet proper ladies, only then will Grandma hug him.

Grandma wrapped her hands around him and groped a chunk full of his ass, “Oh my how big you’ve grown!  Mother raised you well and meaty, but let me make sure of that.”  So she reached under his short with her probing hand and tried as best she could to cup his well plumped cock and balls, she weighed them in her mind and knew it was plenty, “Oh yes she did indeed.”

The clever mother promised her son a tasty dinner but he was sadly too dirty to sit at the dinner table, and poor dumb males they never know.  And so mother and son went up the stairs, “with my help you’ll be cleaner much faster.”  As he took off his t-shirt, quick were her helping hands, she dropped his short swiftly letting his balls hung low and patted him on in the tub.  “You’re too tall, be a dear and on all four like a bull.  Mother will do the rest.”

She took the hose and sprayed him full blast of cold water, “don’t make a fuss, you’re a big boy!”  She passed the bar soap all over, missing not the tiniest of cavity, between his tights, much attention on his balls, pulled back his thick fat foreskin to which his cock got hard, “A foot long like your father’s.”  The hose returned but this time in the asshole it went, “an enema in the morning, lady doctor’s orders.”

Mother dipped her pinky into his anus, “Squeak clean, a pity grandma never had a son but don’t be ashamed your sisters have seen it all.”  And down they went back, but now with him fully nude and like mother said his sisters weren’t cruel but greeted him with a smile.

In apron and cooking gloves they all were, “before dinner, we always have a tradition in honor, you must nowbe a good little boy and behave your absolute best and do everything we tell you to.” 

His first sister took his hand and led him to the kitchen counter on which shebent him over; she tapped his tights with her hands to spread his legs wide apart.  She then took a handful of salt and fisted it in his ass, and rubbed the inside all over.  To keep him calm, Grandmother knew all too well and played a little here and there with his meaty cock, but made sure to place a bowl under it to catch all the oozing cum.

The second sister stuffed his asshole with a half a yellow onion, peeled and quartered.  He moaned and grimaced, but did not question, for he was a good boy.  Next went a bunch of parsley, his ass was now oozing juice and when he wasn’t looking a few took a tasty finger sampling.  Without warning, whole carrots were stuffed in, one by one at first, but soon two at a time and then 3 at a time.   At his loud moaning, “take it like a big boy,” they said while slightly fluffing his veiny rock hard cock.  When done, to keep it all in, they shoved an apple in to cork the hole, “now keep it all in as best you can.”

The third and final sister picked up the bowl of cum and mixt it with melting butter while mother and grandma helped him get on top of the counter over a large metal plate.  Although he had his head facing the plate, his hands behind his back, and his ass sticking up, his hard cock dripping with cum for all to see, he did not care for he was feeling fully stuffed.  Suddenly, his final sister with her gentle hands, basted his entire body with melting butter, making sure not to miss a spot, and an extra serving of tick butter in his pee-hole with the help of a her pinky finger.

Grandma pulled on his ballsac quite hard along with his cock, mother closed his legs so his cock and balls would stick out the back like a fruit bowl, and his sisters tied his legs thigh with ropes to keep them there in place.  His hands were then tied up very tight, then his legs were hogtied to his torso, preventing him from moving at all.

They all stood back and looked at the big glistening piece of meat with mouthwatering faces, in time for the doorbell to ring.  When his grandmother went to open the door, suddenly two of his little nieces came running in followed by his chasing aunt, “WOW!”

As few minutes passed, more of the family came in, all women.  “It’s time, Grandmother said, would you two like to help granny!?”  She inquired his two nieces.  With a little help, they removed the apple cork only to stuff him some more with no care anymore, more stuffing, whole full bars of butter, fisting him deep to compact it all in.  With loud moans and scream, his mother with a nonchalant manner cut his tongue off, and stuffed his mouth with a few full carrots.  His sisters preheated the oven to 400, and soon with the help of all his family, in he went in.  But not before one last good tasting of his cock by his mother’s mouth with plenty of teeth, to make sure as much cum filled his inner cock as thick butter blocked the hole.

Right on time, the smell of male turkey filled the air.  “I want a piece of my brother’s ass,” one sister said, “I want a piece of my brother’s meat balls,” another said, “Well I call dibs on his thick fat foreskin we can share the cock, mother,” the last one said.