Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2010 09:20:15 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Cousins with Benefits, Part Four" by Jay Roberts  Bi Sex Incest

I dressed quickly, donning the clothes Brad had donated.
Downstairs, in the kitchen, motherly Agnes, the cook, made sure I
had a quick but not breakfast.

When I emerged into the bright sunshine, there was Uncle Amos,
looking real nice in a dark suit, one of those hats with the brim
up all around, and a bright pink and white striped tie.

He smiled at me and remarked that we'd have to do something about
my wardrobe.  I thought he mean the closet in the room, but he
meant my clothes.

"Tomorrow, we'll hop down to Brooks Bros.meanwhile, today is the
day you see the dealership and mean some of the staff."

The big car looked so good in the bright sun.  Harry had polished
it to a gleaming shine.  Uncle saw me admiring the car.

"This is an older Cadillac from the 1960s. I always liked that
period with the excess of chrome and the jaunty fins in the back.
This is not a stock model, it has been somewhat stretched, but
just enough to allow drop seats to make it into a seven
passenger.  Hop in."

It only took about twenty minutes and we were riding up the
entrance road to this great Cadillac franchise.  Several men ran
up to the car as it pulled into a specially marked parking space.
They opened the doors and had cloths in hand to be sure no dust
was on the black surface.

Harry returned to the car after holding the doors open for us.
Uncle was greeted on all sides and he introduced me to so many
people my head was spinning.  I lak'd them all, but the man who
impressed me most was Manuel.  He had been head of the service
department for many years.  He looked me over suspiciously, but
when we got to talkin' it turned out that he had been a farm boy
hisself.

"You know anythin' 'bout engines?" He asked me with narrowed
eyes.

"Why sure, I took our old John Deere apart aleast fifty times to
keep it runnin' and can fix a 1930s Ford too."

"Well don't mention Ford around here, that's a dirty four letter
word, as bad as fuck or shit."

We laughed together, then he narrowed his eyes agin.  "Take a
look at this older Caddy that was brought in.  What do you think
is wrong with it?"

"Well, looking at the engine and not even starting it up, the
first thing I noticed is that the distributor cap in cracked."

He laughed and spanked his knee.  "'Course your right.  Some of
these fancy boys here in their cream colored spotless uniforms
are waiting to hook it up to the 'puter."

He put his worn brown face close to mine.  "You can always trust
a man with grease on his overall.  If there hands are clean, git
away from there."

Later Uncle and I ate in the company lunch room with a bunch of
the guys and we had a good time.  I know there were some of the
younger salesmen who gave me kinda goofy looks and I know that
when I am here for awhile, that there may be some fun in store.

It was getting on to later afternoon.  I sat in Uncle's big
office as he signed some papers and then he got up.  "Dwight,
it's time for us to get home and introduce you to the spa at the
house."

Well, I didn't know what a spa was but I sure found out.  There
was a whole wing of the house for a swimmin' pool and rooms that
were real hot to sit in naked.  Uncle told me on the way back,
that Harry was a certified massager.  Now I learned that doesn't
mean he delivers telegrams but that he rubs yer body until it
feels good.  Harry turned and gave me one of his unusually
smiles, his thin moustache turning up with his lips.  It was a
fine sight.

We went directly to the spa area.  In a dressing room, Uncle told
me to take off all my clothes, he did too.  "There's no women
here, so we men can let our pricks flop around."

Well since he was do comfortable that way, I went with it.  But
when he was naked I almost whistled.  There was not one extra
piece of flesh on him.  He was just plain sleek and he had a fine
penis, long and smooth with no bumps.

When I dropped my last piece of clothing, he stopped dead.  "Boy,
you are a god."  He asked me to turn thisaway and thataway and
kept complimenting me almost scandalously.  I was ashamed at the
things he said, like "You got the greatest ass in the Western
Hemisphere."

He pulled me into a room with two tables covered with sheets.
Harry was there too, dressed in white shorts, barefoot and with a
white tee shirt on.

"Lay on one of the tables.  Harry will alternate between us."

I lay down, naked, my rear end there for all to see.  I forgot
about my nakedness when Harry began his massage.  He sprinkled
sweet smelling oil on me.  There was music playin' and he was
talkin' to me softly.  I found myself feelin' heavy, not sleepy,
but just glad to jes lay there and not move, enjoyin' the fine
rubbin' almost caressing' of Harry's oversized, giant hands.

Off in the distance I heard Uncle A saying to Harry, "Don't
overdo the magic oil, I don't want him unconscious when I do
him."

I wasn't sure what that was all about but I was a happy boy right
now, smiling too, I think.  Then I heered Unc say,"Is he ready
yet?"

"He will be after I give him some hot rimming."

Now what was that, but I didn't have time to figure it out cause
the middle of the table began to rise and my hips went with it,
causing me to be bent over with my ass in the air.

I heered Unc say, "That's the prettiest ass and the most inviting
ass hole I ever saw.  Look, no hair, no brown coloring around it,
just pink pucker.

Now this kinda talk was gettin' me awful riled up.  My penis was
gettin' as hard as a rake handle and this position made me fear
that I might be corn holed.  Now I have brought pleasure to my
neighbor friend, but I never allowed my rump track to be
explored.

I heered someone say loudly, "O-o-o-o-h," that was me as Harry's
long thin tongue began to lap my pucker that began to vibrate
like a jaws harp.  Soon as was adding new sex songs lak, "Y-e-e-
s-s-s" and "Ah, ah, uh, uh."

I heerd unc laughing lightly.  "I think the goose is ready,
right?"

Harry answered, "He's so ass hot now, if you don't get in there,
the boy might just die away from disappointment."

A moment later Uncle's smooth elegant penis slipped its head
inside my hole.  I crowed with delight and felt him pat my back
affectionately.  I was feelin' so wonderful, but there was more
fun ahead.

He put his slim hands at my waist and pushed ahead, his prick
sliding all the way down and on the way, massaging that place
inside me that I didn't even know I had, but it made me rear up
in surprise and great sensation, "Whoa," I shouted happily.

Uncle licked my ear and then spoke into it.  "Would you like a
real fucking, none of this baby stuff?"

"I shore do, don't be a gentleman, do it rough," I said,
surprising myself.

He reared back and began pummeling my ass, His slick penis slide
back and forth over my not spot driving me to new heights of
pleasure.  I was drunk with his prick.

My own penis was wiggling and waggling in the air and it sore
needed attention.  But Harry had a trick up his sleeve.  A middle
panel is this magic table opened and his face entered it.  A
slight lowering for me and a slight lift from him and he had my
prick in his thin pursed lips, licking the head and suckin' on
the sides.

My head was spinnin', my prick was drippin' honey.  I was gettin'
fine attention on my rear and on my joy stick.  Suck and fuck,
back and forth, until Harry spoke from his place under me.

"Amos, he's getting really stiff, I think he's going to blow any
minute.  Get ready, when you feel those vibrations on his ass
hole, let your prick shoot and let your spooge cool him off."

He was right.  I was hangin' on from cumming by my finger nails.
I couldn't hold on longer 'cause Uncle Amos banged me harder and
harder.  With a rube's yell,"Whooee," I began my long milk
delivery.  My ass hole shook and clenched and Unc began to give
his milk into me.  The two of us were moaning and mewlin' like
birthin' cows.  And under me, Harry was lickin' harder, gulpin'
my stuff.

When we finished, Uncle said that I was better than either of his
children and that he's like to do it again and again with me.  I
tol' him I had no 'jections.

Back at the estate, the twins greeted me.  Mona looked closely in
my eyes and said, "Daddy fucked you.  Right?  I can see it in
your eyes."

"Well that's true as all git out.  I had my rear end adjusted."
I admired using automobile talk, now that I was an employee of
Cummings Cadillac.

Well the future looked good, what with new clothes, great lodging
and best sex in the county.  I fell into a fine leather chair and
smiled happily and my cousins, thinkin' 'bout all those benefits
to com.


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