Date: Tue, 7 Jul 2015 09:48:00 +0000 From: Karl Chaosian <entropico2k@gmail.com> Subject: How It Begun (MF, Mb, inc) ========================================================================= Entropico's Eroticos (c) 2015 ========================================================================= DISCLAIMER: This text file contains sexually explicit material and could be offensive. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age: PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! All the story is written for fun. No human/animals were used or abused. The author do not support or condone any described actions. Non-consensual sex, harming and minor abuse is totally evil and wrong. Do not mix fantasy with reality (reading/writing a detective story does not mean you are a murderer or potential killer, right? ========================================================================= Story Title: "How it begun" Story Code: (MF, Mb, inc) Any comments will be appreciated. We (authors) write for you and for your joy. My email is: entropico2k@gmail.com More stories of mine can be found at ASSTR: http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Entropico Please consider a donation to Asstr and/or Nifty. The free side of good porn. Again: YOUR COMMENT IS WHAT IS HEARTLY WANTED :-) ========================================================================= Me, 10 y.o., a shy thin boy raised without a father Anna, my mother, 31 y.o. Gorgeous blonde, nice large tits (although a little too heavy) John, my mother's brother, 35 y.o. Tall, muscular, totally manly. A breeding bull type. When I go back to the past, I always see that day. It was the day my life has changed. It was the day I was initiated in sex and many will call it: perverted sex. They day I become gay in practice by giving a blowjob to my uncle. But it started with something else... I was living with my mom in a small flat. My father left us when I was born so I have never had a man in my house. I was raised by women: my mom with some help from her part of the family. Most of the times it was my mom's sister or my grandmother. So I had almost no male example, except from uncle John who was visiting us from time to time. But little he did care about a small boy I was. He started to notice me and even play with me when I was five. And he was the first man who taught me to piss in standing position (who would do that earlier - my mother of grandmother?). I always admired him - he was built like a hero, with powerful muscles and face of a warrior form legends. His deep voice was thunder-like. I wish I was like him one day, but this was futile dream. I always was a small boy, thin and pretty. Many times people thought I was a girl (to my desperation). One day I got a flue and mom told me to stay in bed. Uncle John was visiting us for a week, so I hoped there will be some fun, because uncle John told us he bought some movies. I was so happy... Maybe we will watch the together? But my mother told me not all the movies are suitable for children. I said I would not be afraid and I can watch even a horror. I will not feer even if someone dies. But my mother looked at strangely and said something about that those films are about giving life, not taking it. Uncle John laughed loudly and said "Come on, let him see one of those. That would be even a good lesson". But she denied. Mom and uncle John were always very close. He was four years older than her. He was visiting us everytime he was in our city. I think I did see him as my father. I never even know the guy who made me. Mom had no photos, no letters, no images of him. Like he have never existed. I was taking an afternoon nap (I am always fast asleep when I am ill) when something woke me. At first I did not know what was the reason, but suddenly I heard some strange noises from the kitchen. Noises I never heard before. Intrigued, I stood up and sneaked through the living room. I took my courage and glanced into kitchen. I saw... and I froze. My uncle John was standing at the back of my mother, crumpling her large breasts trough her dress and passionately kissing her neck. Mom's eyes were closed and she was moaning quietly. My mother has large tits, a little too heavy and they tend to become saggy. Uncle John took them from under and was squeezing them harshly. They were covered by the dress but even though I saw the nipples were hard as steel. "John... please dont... Patrick will hear it... Please... He must not know..." I knew what are they doing, as I knew what sex is. Well. Theoretically, of course. You know, kid in my age, with access to movies and Internet can find many sources of information. I knew how men used to caress their women. And what they do later. But this time I saw it with my eyes. Just before me. And my actress was my mother. "Anna, lets fuck. I have to fuck your hot cunt" John murmured "Just let me cum in it, sis. We both want it." "John, you crazy stud. I want it. Gosh, how much I do. But Patrick can wake up. I am so sorry he must stay at home today." "Sis, I need to fuck" John hissed trying to rise my mothers skirt from behind. She tried to stop him but to no success. I saw uncle John's big hands disappearing under the cloth. My mother sighed loudly. I saw she bite her lips. "No... I beg you. I will allow you to me fuck later. Later... Please..." "Girl... my balls are aching... I need a release." My mother turned in his arms. She kissed him passionately. "So I will give you a release, darling... I will blow you. Now. Quickly. I would give you a release. Like a good younger sister should. As I always did. And I will drink your hot cum. But you have to wait for fucking me till night." She fell to the floor and unzipped his pants. Uncle John smiled victoriously and leaned against the wall. My mother gasped and took out his penis. He was HUGE. I have never seen such a tool in all my life. Even in a movie. It was fleshy, fat and uncut. The foreskin hung like a voluminous rasher, purple and glistening. My mother kissed it and sucked greedy. And then she looked above, to my uncle. "I love it, brother. I love the taste of your fat meat. I love the way your skin moves. The way your cock grows under my touch." She moved her hand along his shaft. Uncle John gasped. My mother smiled and and her hand quickened its moves. "This will be quick, honey. We do not want my son to see us, right? What could he think? His mom is sucking her brothers cock. Fat, meaty prick. She is using her lips on him. The same lips she used to kiss her own son. I wonder if he ever felt your salty cream on them... Do you think my son would like to taste your cum? I know it drives you..." I felt a wave of excitement flowing through me. I felt horny from those words my mother used on her brother. My tiny dick stirred and started to grow. I could not resist the urge to touch it. I put my hand in the pyjama pants and enclosed my wingy in my hand. Like an electric shock, a thrill passed my nerves. I started to jerk. I adjusted my hand moves with to match my mothers'. And suddenly I wanted to be in her place. To service the stud, my uncle. To put my childish hands on his enormous cock. My mother silenced for moment, as she greedily put her brother's dick in her mouth. She bobbed her head making disgusting slurping sounds, while uncle John was moaning and panting with half-closed eyes. I tried to maintain the rythm of my mom's movements. I was so horny that I must have lost my control. I sighed deeply... Suddenly, uncle John opened his eyes and looked directly at me. I froze with my hand deep in my pyjamas. My heart must have stopped to beat. I was witnessing the most vile act and I was jerking to it. And now I was caught red-handed. I looked at my uncle with terror. What he would do now? But he only smiled and I saw fire in his eyes. He allowed my mother to blow him like a slut but looked directly at me. He urged her with his hand. "Make me cum. I want to fill your mouth with my potent sperm" he gasped to my mother... or maybe me? My mother released his organ from her loving mouth. "Yes my love... Fill me... fill your slut with your hot cream. I want to fell it..." He smiled wickedly and grasped her head with both hands, impaling her head on his rod. He was looking directly in my eyes and started to fuck mercilessly my mommy's mouth. She was only able to catch his buttocks and tried to withstand his powerful thrusts. "My slut..." he hissed "You will be my cumhole. I will breed you in all your holes and you will be begging for more. You want me to cum? You want to feel my sperm? My hot, creamy seed? You want to feel it? Fuck... I'm cumming... You... will... be... my... fucktoy...aaaargghhh!" Finally, he pushed forward for the last time and he came loudly. I stared on them, my mother deep-throating her own brother, humiliated and degraded but feeling ultimately happy. And I knew my proper place was on the same floor, doing the same nasty things to the stud my uncle was. But what now? Would he denounce me before my mother? Or she will see me, when she would stand up? That thought terrorised me and I rushed to my room. In a second I jumped in my bed, trying to ease my heart. But I still was thinking about what I saw. My mother on her knees. Servicing her brother. Used by him like a worthless whore. For a two or three minutes nothing happened. My heart started to beat slower. I tried to sooth and pretend I have been sleeping. Then, the door opened and my mom peeked in. "I think he sleeps" she whispered "Its ok. He have not seen us" She gently came in the room. I opened my eyes trying to mimic I was just waking up. "Mom?" I tried to remain innocent. "Hi sweetie" my mother said in almost normal tone. I would never suspected that she was blowing her own brother seconds ago. She approached the bed, sit down and bend to kiss me. I felt the musky aroma on her lips. And I saw a drop of sperm on her cleavage. She did not notice it or forget to clean. My poor dick started to stiffen again. "Hey, your forehead seems to be unnaturally hot, Pat. I guess you have a fever. I will buy you a medicine after the lunch. Uncle John will stay and take care of you when I will be going to the drug store. Now try to get some sleep." Then she left the room and closed the door. I could not forget the smell of uncle John's sperm on my mother lips. I wished I have not licked it. And the stains on her breasts. How much he came? How warm was his cum? How would it be to have it on my face? I have never had gay thoughts. But the image of uncle's hot cock could not leave my brain. I quickly removed my pyjama pants and started to jerk. "Please uncle John... make me your slut... I want to be just like mom... bath me with you sperm..." I whispered. It took me just e few moves to reach my orgasm. It was dry, as I was not able to cum yet. But for the first time I came fantasising about the male using abusing me. Then, a lighting thought fell upon me. Was I gay? A sissy? No... it could not be! I was ashamed and felt guilty. I covered my head with a quilt and cried. * In half an hour my mother came again to my room. She gave me a dinner and waited for me to eat it. She was a little nervous as my eyelids become swollen and reddish. But it was not from illness. It was from tears. But she did not know. When I ate, she told me to be good because she goes shopping. And she would buy me a medicine. She kissed me again and said goodbye for now. I heard the doors closing. When my mother left it took seconds for Uncle John to come in my room. He opened the door and stood there grinning. I froze in my bed. He was so tall, so powerful. And I was afraid. "Well.. a small spy we got here" he smiled "I saw you like what you witnessed. You have been taking your time, right?" I remained silent. My heart was pounding. "So... Yes, I fuck your mother. I fucked her since she was ten. And she always loved that. But you probably noticed it" he added. He paused and I said nothing. The silence was heavy and I could swear my heartbeat was audible. "I saw you. And I saw your awe" uncle John grinned again "You liked what I was doing. What your mother was doing. You liked the sight of my cock. Right?" I was speechless. My mouth was dry. He knew! "You are just like your mother. You admire a real man's dick. You know that is true. We both know. You are a cockslut. What you do just now is begging me to show my manly rod to you. Am I right, Patrick?" I did not nod in acknowledgement. My body did it. And I said nothing. But my lips whispered "Yes, uncle John." He smiled wickedly. And he slowly unbuttoned his jeans. The trousers fell down to the floor and I have seen it like a in slow motion. He was not wearing any underpants. His magnificent club, dangling between his hairy legs was not hard yet, but it was HUGE. I could not move my eyes from it. "Well" uncle Johny said "Your mother knelt to worship that cock. It is your turn now" I climbed out of the bed moving like a robot. My mind was saying: "dont do that" but my body responded otherwise. I knelt. The enormous cock was just in front of my face. It was fat, it was glistening. I moved my hand towards this magnificent cock and gently touched it. It moved under my touch like a living, sentient being and started to grow. I traced the swollen veins that forged a web on the dark skin. I could feel the powerful cannon ready to burst the shot. He grunted like a wild animal and his dick grew even more. "Good. Feel him. Touch him. Caress him" uncle John was clearly enjoying it. I followed his orders. I took it by my small boyish hand and lifted him above. I felt him growing more. This hot meat was pulsing in my palm. In seconds he hardened and now it was sticking horizontally, almost touching my lips. I could not describe my feelings. I was kneeling in front of my uncle, holding his large manhood in my hand. The same manhood my mother slurped recently. The same manhood that rammed her vagina. The place I came from. I feel hot and humiliated in the same time. Then, suddenly, I knew what I am to do. Or rather: what was my duty. I moved my hands and took the foreskin back. Slowly. The large, purple mushroom touched my lips. I felt its warmth. Its power. I closed my eyes and the image of my mother fell upon me. I opened my mouth and enveloped the cock in me. I heard my uncle's loud moan and I felt happy. I was giving him a pleasure. Like my mother. He accepted me. I moved my head back and forth just like mother did before me. "I am giving a blowjob to a brother of my mother" I thought. Back.. and forth... back.. and forth... I also used my hands to simulate him more. One hand on the shaft and the second caressing the heavy, shaved balls. "Yesss..." my uncle hissed "Good job. Use your fingers... Just like that... Squeeze him... show him your affection" Those words excited me. I was able to give a pleasure to such a powerful man. My pathetic lips and pathetic fingers were able to give him bliss and excitement. I felt pulsing and the cock grow even more. And I felt so good... my cocklet also responded to that situation. I felt it stiffen. "Good... little cocksucker... good... you really know your place" This encouragement sounded like a music to my ears. I knew my place. On my knees, serving this magnificent cock. I quickened the pace of my hand movements. This resulted in a satisfied moan. My head was moving in a steady rhythm and I tried to mimic my mom. I have allowed the big mushrom to leave my warm mounth just for a second and then engulfed it with my boyish lips. It did its magick. I felt the cock quickly becoming even harder. Hard as steel. Then I dared to act as my mother. I moved my head back and looked directly into my uncle's eyes. "Cum for me uncle" I begged "Please seed my mouth with you hot juice. I need to be covered with your hot spunk" My words, words of a puny, innocent boy have pulled the trigger. Uncle John groaned loudly and I felt a wave rushing under my palms. In a moment the hot cock erupted in a blaze of hot, sticky cum. It splashed on may face, covering my nose and mouth. It was hot and salty, full of dense aroma. Then came the second wave. And a third. My face was covered with uncle's jism, but that was not and end. He grabbed my head and impaled me on his throbbing dick, forcing me to swallow last drops. "Fucking sissyboy... You were good. Even better than your mother and my lovely sister. Now fulfil your destiny and make my cock clean." I did what I was told to do. I licked every single drop from my uncle's cock. Then I swirled my tongue around it just to complete my job and I fell to ground almost unable to breath from emotions and sexual tension. My uncle looked on me from his height. And he grasped my cheek with his large hand. "Good boy. I cant wait I will show you more of your duties. Because you will have many of them. And your first duty will be to offer your tight, hot boi pussy to me whenever I will need that. From this moment you are my official cunt hole." =========================== To be continued - but only if you liked the story :-) Just send me your feedback or your ideas for story development. I try to answer all emails. You can also check my other stories: http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/Entropico Please dont forget to donate to Nifty and/or Asstr.org.