Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2014 14:52:17 -0700
From: Tyler Waggoner <twag1983@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Family Made - Chapter 3

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This chapter is written from the perspective of Lucas -- a 14 year old
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A Family Made -- Chapter 3

July 4th Weekend -- 2009

I woke up on my stomach, feeling like I was in a soft cloud.  I could feel
Marc next to me, his breathing steady, the room was completely silent
except for Marc's breathing -- I guess the windows had closed during the
night -- Marc had showed me how to set the temperature and it was cool
how the windows would silently close when the room became too cold.

I always slept on my stomach, hugging a pillow -- that was the way it was
as far back as I could remember.  Marc had pulled the sheets and comforter
up over me, I guess after I had rolled over last night.  I could feel the
moist spot underneath me on the bed É inside my ass checks É the
feeling of lube on my ball sac É it was SUPER hot waking up this way --
surrounded by Marc -- inside and out.  As I inhaled, I could smell him --
densely -- his scent covering me É all over me É the bed É the
room.  I lay there thinking about the last year and a half.

I had been fooling around with Jesse, Marc's youngest son, since I was 11
and he 12 -- Jesse had taught me about all kinds of stuff É pussy,
breasts, and dicks É he taught me jacking É he was the only person
ever to touch me, with the exception of my mom when I was little (but that
was necessary).  Jesse and me progressed into jacking É touching É
then blow jobs.  Jesse was a year older than me and had started shooting
stuff (which he called cum, baby juice, baby batter and jizz -- oh, and
spooge -- and the stuff that dripped out when your dick was hard --
prejizz, precum) -- I remember thinking how grown up he was É how his
body was so cool É I wanted to be just like him.  He had started
sprouting hair under his arms and around his penis (he called it a cock,
and his pud -- that was sooooo cool!).  We were in Jesse's room and it
just happened -- I crawled between his legs É down to his throbbing
cock .. and began to lick the clear stuff that was dripping out.  He moaned
and I slowly put my lips around his head.  His shaft was thick and veiny
and I loved the feel of it swelling in my mouth.  He shot hard -- filling
my mouth -- suddenly I could taste his sweetness -- what an amazing
feeling as I swallowed him.  Before long we were giving each other blow
jobs (I couldn't make anything, but man did it feel really good when I had
a `dry' cum, as he called it then).  Jesse had hooked me on the taste of
jizz -- we'd end up several times a week in Jesse's room -- I loved the
way he tasted.  I found out later that Marc, his Dad, had heard us one day
(I don't think Jesse knows this though, as he never ever mentioned it --
Jesse tells me everything).

One day Marc and I were in the garage -- it was late August, one month
after my 12th birthday, and he was helping me fix my skateboard -- that
was nearly two years ago É his arms felt so good around me as he
supported the board while I used the air drill.  I could feel his cock
begin to thicken É right against my ass, as I was standing on a stool --
I very slowly began to arch into him.  I could feel Marc's cock swell --
tightening against my ass -- then he slowly moved his hands onto my
forearms and then over my hands.  I felt dizzy like this couldn't be
happening.  When I slowly turned around, he had pulled me into him É his
arms around me, kissing me on the top of my head É his cock fully hard,
pushing at me through his basketball shorts.  I remember just staying there
for the longest time, my mouth dry.  I then had looked up and he softly
said, "I'm scared Lucas, really É really scared", as I slowly nodded my
head.  "I have never done anything like this É your .. your, just a
boy", he had said.  I remember slowly sliding down him, getting on my
knees, my legs shaking, as I lowered his shorts just enough É his
massive cock had sprung out -- I couldn't believe that anything so big or
so intensely manly existed.  I put my lips on his cockhead, slowly twirling
my tongue (as Jesse had taught me), lapping his prejizz É his slit was
so large É my tongue slipped in É my mouth was suddenly filled with
his manly taste É I loved it.  I lapped at his prejizz -- Marc didn't
dribble prejizz, he shot it out in spurts!! Then, suddenly, he had pulled
me up, quickly putting his cock back in his shorts.  He went back into the
house.

We didn't talk about it until I was at his house almost four weeks later
and Jesse was out.  We were all alone and he asked me how I felt when I had
played with his dick.  I told him I wanted it, that all I had thought about
was him and being there. He told me he had heard Jesse and me -- he had
been outside Jesse's door and heard Jesse blowing a load and me slurping it
down -- I remember how much my face flushed, turning several shades of
red -- being so embarrassed.  He told me that was a normal thing --
boys learned from each other.  He kind of freaked me out when he told me
that my Dad was the first person that he had been with, and the first guy
he swallowed!!!  Wow. I remember resting my head against his chest -- I
told him that I had never thought about being with a girl (even after Jesse
had taught me about sex) É only a guy.  I really enjoyed being with
Jesse that way, but it wasn't a romantic think, I don't think, anyway.  We
ended up in the master bedroom, he, taking time, as he slowly undressed me.
I had only seen Marc in his shorts or swim trunks (the long kind that were
baggy and went to the knee), never being that up close to admire his
ultra-manly body É the forrest of hair around his cock ..  his huge
balls -- massive, heavy, low hanging -- it was everything I had dreamed
about É far better than the porno pictures and flicks Jesse had showed
me.  That was the first time I tried sucking Marc É I tried my best but
could only get his head and maybe an inch past my lips -- he stretched my
mouth out soooo much.  I remember it felt like a garden hose suddenly
turning on -- full blast -- in my mouth when he blew É his baby
juice had rushed up and out my nose É his jizz pushing my cheeks out,
running down and out the sides of my mouth.  He sucked me too -- it was
unbelievable -- it was MY first time to squirt -- my very first time É
and it was in Marc's mouth É he swallowed all of me É just like he
had done my Dad when they were little.  After that day, I spent a lot of
time, when I could -- Jesse couldn't know -- nobody could know É and
learned how to suck a huge cock É learning how to suppress my gag reflex
É how to really make my mouth a hot place for Marc's cock É opening
up my throat like I was swallowing him É working his cock with my throat
É mmmmmmm É.. the amount of jizz he makes É I could make an entire
meal of it -- really, I have never seen anything on-line that was close --
poor Aunt Julia -- she must have constantly been dripping -- but É
mmmmmmm É. soooooo happy.

I had done all my research on Jesse's computer, being extremely careful to
delete any evidence, about guy-things and girl-guy things -- sex things.
I learned different positions, what tea-bagging was, foreskin, how to
pleasure a guy with your mouth -- terms like `top' and `bottom'.  I had
found two chat rooms that I secretly entered.  One guy, Kyle, told me about
butt sex.  I had never really thought of that -- he told me how good it
felt and that it was something that I should try when I found a guy I
really really really liked.  I remember discussing this with Marc one day
when we were cuddling after '69'ing -- that was a new position that I
liked -- I just barely reached Marc's bush, though, but the arch in his
dick let his prejizz squirt into my mouth.  It was that day, about eight
months ago, that I told him I had thought a lot about who I wanted to be my
first É the first person in the whole wide world who would be inside me
É I could think of nothing but that É about him.  He looked down at
me with a very serious look on his face -- after what seemed like
forever, he reached down and pulled me up so my face was right in front of
his.  He told me that if I wanted him -- that way -- it would take some
time -- cause of his size -- Marc told me that he never would want to
hurt me É to injure me É it would be like hurting Jesse.

Marc went the next day to a part of town where he wouldn't be noticed, and
bought some `toys' -- I hid them in a small chest in the back of my
closet, (way hidden from anyone including the maids) -- I learned how to
use them on myself -- slowly cause they hurt like hell, but then
gradually I could fit a pretty big one up my butt and keep it there.  Marc
had bought some lube, which he would use to finger me, when we were playing
together -- as he sucked me -- I squirted in his mouth this way a few
times É.. it was soooo hot!  Wow, what a sensation having something
inside there with Marc's warm wet mouth on my pud!  I found out online
about douching -- again from Kyle -- wow!, the first time I did that I
shot all over my bathroom floor.  What an intense feeling.  I didn't tell
Marc -- I was too embarrassed to discuss it, but I wanted the first time,
whenever that would be, to be clean -- I would just die if I had messed
anything.  Jesse and I continued to fool around too, but he was my best
friend, and I thought it was weird to feel anything more than the deep love
a friend has for his best friend É I did like Jesse's cock though, and
his jizz was tingly sweet, with a subtle hint of nut -- it was a taste
I'd get hard for É as I thought about it É often during a boring
class at school or at night when I beat off in bed.  Marc's jizz was
different É his made me super-hard É my mouth would water thinking
about it É Marc's was nutty É. richer É. creamier É full-bodied
É with a tingly full aftertaste that was so wonderful É pleasant --
the kind that made me want much much more.  Jesse was growing and he made
big `loads' too É and he needed attention É so I sucked him off a lot
.  I found myself, however, thinking more and more about Jesse's Dad --
Marc.

Then our chance came.  It was January of this year, cold and damp in
Seattle.  My dad was on a trip, my sister was away, and my mom had to go to
the East Coast on a last minute trip to handle some company problem.  Jesse
was at a ski camp -- having been there all during Winter break.  My mom
had called Marc, and it was arranged that I would stay at Marc's house.

The night before Marc tapped me, he told me that he was so excited É
that it would be our first night, ever -- he wanted me to sleep in his
bed! É with him!!!  He wanted to `consummate' our relationship and `make
love' to me É. and that he was serious -- about me!  I remember his
eyes looked right into mine after he kissed me -- I just melted.  I
remember feeling that all I wanted was him -- I wanted all of him to be
inside me. The last thing he told me that night, before I left for home,
was that he wanted me to `save it up' -- not jizz tonight -- so it
would be `more intense' when I jizzed with him inside me.

The following night, I was at Marc's.  He had the whole house dark É the
family room É. full of candles. He had given the staff the day off, so
it was only the two of us in this big house.  We made out for a long time --
his hands -- slowly -- exploring me, feeling me in ways I had never
experienced or thought of.  He was so gentle.  His hands are so big É
his fingers so thick -- but the way he touched me -- I only remember
being touched that softly a long long time ago É when my mom would hold
me after I had fallen or had a really bad day.  We were naked in front of
his fireplace, on a big fluffy animal skin.  I remember the goose bumps as
he put a towel under me, lifting me with one massive hand -- the coolness
of the lube as he slicked me up -- his thick finger as I relaxed and it
had very gently slipped inside me É the flickering of all the candles É
the fire cracking É his wonderful smell -- God, such a wonder smell É
like the best of every man -- in one sniff.  I remember laying on my
back, him slowly sitting, Indian style, my legs around his muscular waist --
how he caused me to leak as his fingers probed, then gently É so very
gently É placing my legs onto his chest -- my feet resting against his
large chest muscles É the cool air on my hole É feeling so special É
tingling all over É his big thumbs gently rubbing against my feet.

I felt the warmth of the fire É the heat from the head of his massive
cock -- pushing -- me trying to relax -- pushing -- pushing --
then the intense searing pain as his head popped in -- my virgin asslips
tightly closing around him.  The tears began to flow -- Marc looking
concerned -- me gritting and telling him "No .. no .. don't stop
.. pleeese .. don't É don't stop".  Marc was so patient.  He gently
rubbed my stomach until I relaxed.  He worked himself ever so slowly into
my hole -- so slowly -- I felt an overwhelming fullness as his massive
cock É such a massive cock -- speared me.  When he was fully inside,
it felt like I was going to burst.  My cock was sooooo hard É the skin
on my cockhead felt like it was electrified -- that it would pop off.  My
prejizz pushed out of me -- like I was peeing.  I had never -- EVER --
felt such intense pleasure -- it was more than Kyle had prepared me for
when we we're chatting.  The warmth of the fire felt so good -- its
flames dancing in Marc's eyes -- I could feel Marc's bush pressing
against my butt, his balls hitting mine.  Marc pushed deep and then very
slowly pulled back, until his head was just about to pop out, he would
slowly slide it back -- over and over, looking into my eyes -- I could
feel each veiny bump on his shaft they slid by my pussy lips É sending
shocks through my whole body.  It took me only a few minutes, at the most,
to shoot -- I shot so hard I could hear it hit the wood floor É like I
was firing a large squirt gun at close range É feeling the splash
against my face.  I could feel his massive cock swelling and then it felt
like a faucet turned on -- Marc violently exploding deep in me.  I could
feel my insides expand as his juices filled me -- I could smell all of
him around me -- I had NEVER felt anything so intense -- NEVER --
EVER.  His baby juice was leaking around my swollen chute É running down
É soaking the towel -- Marc leaning in -- the scratchy hoarseness of
his voice -- deeply, deeply, lowered -- whispering in my ear, "I love
you Nikky'.  He had used my nickname -- not even my Dad called me
"Nikky".  I whispered back, with hardly any voice, saying, "I love you" --
the feeling of him owning me so intense.  I had never called Uncle Marc by
any name É except `Uncle Marc'.  I had told him I loved him before, but
not like this -- this was a feeling I had never experienced!  I remember
that he gently rested on top of me É the largeness of his body engulfing
my small boyish one É his cock twitching deep in me -- then -- the
emptiness É as he slowly pulled out -- my virginity taken by Jesse's
Dad -- his trophy.

He had picked me up and carried me -- blowing each candle out, one by one
-- kissing my lips after each one was extinguished -- then he took me
down the hall to his bedroom -- he lay me on his bed and pulled the
covers up as he encircled me in those sexy, meaty arms -- drawing me
against his hard body -- me into him as he lay behind me -- totally
surrounded -- by his hot .. hot É body.  I fell asleep for the first
time, with him wrapped around me, his chest hairs against my back, his nose
nuzzled against my ear -- his cock, against my very very very sore .. wet
ass -- his jizz leaking, making the bed between us, his, as well.  I fell
asleep -- I was exhausted -- I slept like a baby all night long --
waking up the next morning with him still there, still surrounding me.  I
remember how I felt for days -- SORE -- forcing myself to walk normally
so no one would suspect what had happened.

Since then, Marc and I had been able to get away several times for him to
fuck me -- it was so hard to get away without being noticed.  Once, he
had gotten a hotel room outside of town, and we had fucked most of the day.
But, weeks would go by and we couldn't be alone.  Jesse and I still fooled
around É and I enjoyed that a lot .. but, my feelings for Marc didn't
get less, they got more intense -- I'd lose track of my thoughts during
class -- I'd sneak away and text him -- that's how we often talked
during the day -- every day.  Then, we started to plan a `get away' in
the mountains.  I had sneaked on-line to find out my Dad's schedule when
his `bids' were finalized -- I told Marc -- I knew my Dad would be on a
trip this whole week -- a month ago -- I just had to have time with
Marc.

As I lay on my stomach, thinking about the last four days, I couldn't
believe I was here É in the mountains with the one person who I now felt
so completely one with. I couldn't imagine a day without Marc.  I couldn't
imagine him not being beside me.  I couldn't imagine not looking into his
eyes, feeling his lips, his hand caressing my body É learning every part
of me É all of me -- just talking to each other for hours É about
nothing really É just talking -- getting to know each other.  Since we
arrived on Sunday, and Marc and I unpacked, we have been together the whole
time -- naked -- making love in every conceivable place -- outside on
the deck, in the soft moss by the lake, in the solarium, in the shower --
fuck, even in a row boat with me over the center board, out on the lake É
on my back, on all fours, on my side -- even backwards with me sitting on
him, his cock deep inside up to my stomach É everywhere.  I woke each
morning with the sun -- peaking over the down comforter -- then, back
in bed, as we snuggled, watching the light ebb as the sun set É the
water on the lake disappearing as the night swallowed it -- every day --
his fingers interlocked with mine.  Marc would make us breakfast and then
we'd cuddle, picking a place to start the day.  We listened to music
together É Marc finding out about me, and me about him É We cuddled
in bed, looking at pictures of Marc and my Dad when they were young --
pictures of Julia -- and Marc's kids -- lots and lots of pictures.  I
was learning about him -- his work, the books he liked -- he learned
about me -- my art, why I loved languages -- what things I liked in
school -- everything.

I felt a rumbling deep inside me -- intense -- we had made love four
times yesterday -- twice outside and twice, or was it three times, last
night É not to mention a mid-day snack -- that time I swallowed every
savory sweet nutty drop of this incredibly voracious, virile, Bulgarian
God, as he stood over me -- pointed in my mouth as his lava shot out --
my mouth filling then emptying and refilling.

My dick was so hard thinking about him -- I could feel my trickle of
prejizz as it leaked onto the bed.

Each time with Marc was more intense -- I couldn't believe his drive É
he IS the `energizer'.  Marc had told me on the way up from Seattle how
much he loved me É that these few days were going to be like a honeymoon
-- I remember giggling as he said that -- I felt so much -- his.  He
had looked over at me and told me that somehow he would make this work out
-- that he did not want to be apart from me -- how all he thought about
was É me.  I told him I was the same way É I wanted him more than
anything else in my life É I remember him saying how he wanted to be my
man and me his -- he didn't want anyone else to be that to me -- ever!
I snuggled against him on the way up, his Audi A8 L W12, purring like a
Cheetah underneath us.  I told him that I felt like his `girl' (he smiled
down at me and told be that was sweet É he knew what I meant É it
wasn't like I was all weird or anything).  I liked him having that place in
my life -- with my body -- with my mind -- like É everything was
totally for him.

Marc and I talked about how quiet we'd have to be around anyone else É
anyone É especially my parents and Jesse.  Marc really loves my Dad (and
my Mom) -- he never wants to hurt them in any way É we'd have to
figure out something -- over time -- so my Dad and Mom wouldn't be
hurt.  I told him I felt the same way about Jesse -- he was my best
friend and I never wanted to lose him, or hurt him -- we had been
together since I was 6 and he was 7.  Except when it was just Marc and me,
we couldn't show a lot of affection, we couldn't stare at each other, we
had to be, well, two guys -- `Uncle' and `Nephew'.  We had to be very
careful what words we used.  God, my mom would freakin have a meltdown.
Marc could get in serious trouble, VERY serious trouble .. he could be
taken from Jesse and me, put in jail for a very long time, or worse.  He
could lose everything -- I could lose him, forever.  I couldn't let that
happen!  Then my Dad -- this week -- how the fuck would I keep him from
suspecting anything É what if he found out É he could kill Marc É
they both would get physically hurt -- that was for sure.  I began to get
cold, thinking about it.  I could feel shivers from deep inside me É I
then felt that intense rumble again deep inside me.

I quietly slid out of bed.  Marc was so awesomely handsome -- lying on
his side, his chest rising and falling .. the manliness he exuded was
phenomenal.  I went into the bathroom and closed the door.  I sat down,
spreading my asscheeks on the toilet seat, the one next to the Bidet.  I
could feel the clots of Marc's seed release -- five or six large
yellowish mounds -- resting at the bottom of the toilet.  I had tried to
keep all of him, but he just made too much -- I even put an extra pillow
under me last night, after we made love, just before falling sleep, so my
butt would stay tilted up, to keep his juices inside me.  I wanted all of
his seed to become part of me É I was slowly able to absorb more of him
as the week went on É that was so fucking hot!  Now as I looked into the
bowl, it was so hot seeing the remnants of our love making -- I could
smell him so intensely as I sat there -- I reached underneath and brought
some of the remaining liquid on my hole, seeping from my pussy É to my
nose É then tasted him -- I became instantly hard.  I had to pee so
badly -- I willed myself into a semi-hard state so I could push my head
down, past the seat.  I pissed so much -- even my piss smelled intensely
of Marc É. he was all through me.  I wiped off and flushed.  I brushed
my teeth then washed my face.  I then slowly made my way back to bed and
slipped into the soft downy cloud.

"Nikky .. my sweet, sweet, precious Nikky", Marc said, as he rolled over,
scooting in behind me.  I felt his hand gently touch the small of my back
and slide upward.  I instantly had goose bumps.  I rolled onto my back and
he softly touched his lips to mine.  I shuddered as his hands explored the
recess in my neck É gently touching my Adam's apple with his big finger
É then my nipples É slowly moving down to my belly.  His large finger
was circling my belly-button É like one does a glass rim when thinking
about something.

"Marcky", I whispered, "you were so amazing last night?", I said, "it was
the absolute best!".  He smiled as he kissed me.  I reached my left hand up
and touched his face, then played with his ear and then his thick blond
hair. We lay there enjoying each other.

"I've got to pee like a sailor", Marc finally said, smiling, his face
slightly flushed.  He slowly disengaged from me, slipping out of bed ..
and I could hear him as he raised the toilet lid.  I could hear the force
of his stream -- powerful -- manly -- as he filled the toilet with
his golden morning load.  I could hear him shake it -- then the sound of
the toilet flushing.  I could hear the water and then sounds of him
brushing his teeth -- washing his face -- the towel as it slipped into
the holder.  I could then hear him make his way back to bed, feeling him
crawl in, straddling me, his leg nestling in between mine, his foot under
my foot.

"mmmmmm", he moaned, as his tongue slipped in my mouth.

My cock was fully hard, pushing up the comforter.  His hand slipped down,
exposing my pud É gently playing with my tip É smearing my prejizz as
it leaked É his touch felt soooooo good -- his tongue pushing mine
back and forth.  I spread my legs as his hands traveled down slowly É
over my balls, his large fingers gently holding one ... then the other.  We
frenched É his tongue pushing mine around -- my heart raced -- his
hot breath in my mouth É. he was so unbelievably sexy É. virile.

Mark reached over me, getting the lube off the night stand.  He pushed the
comforter down -- I could feel the cool air against my skin.  He reached
over and pulled two pillows -- wedging them under me.  I lay there with
my legs apart, my skin tingling as goose bumps erupted from my face all the
way down to my toes.  His fingers gently lapping at my boy pussy --
wetting it -- wetting my entire hole.

"Uhh", I blurted out -- his finger pushed in suddenly -- fully inside
me.  His body was so hard next to mine -- his cock -- thick, it's head
flaring -- spitting juice out, hitting my belly -- like the misty rain.
His balls -- enormous -- covered in sexy blond fuzz.  His chest and
bush were USDA grade A -- his eyes piercing -- as he looked -- into
me.  I followed him as he moved down, Marc was putting copious amounts of
lube on his tree, causing more jizz to squirt out as he positioned himself
between my spread legs.  Then I felt his hands against my legs, lifting
them, pushing them out to open me -- resting them on his massive
shoulders.  I looked down and saw his `eight-pack' -- ripple --
excitedly tense -- as I felt his head meet my hole -- I could feel his
prejizz as it hit my pussy lips -- wetting them.  I heard myself sharply
breath in as his head met my pussy É. my legs tingled É then the
pressure -- intense pressure -- then I felt myself completely relax --
I felt my pussy lips as they opened, the wetness of his warm juices coating
them, making them tingle -- his head was inside me É it didn't hurt É
i felt the pressure, but no pain -- I wanted him so much -- I could
feel my throat closing -- my whole body felt warm -- he was completely
inside me -- I felt intense pressure -- intense pleasure all through my
cock as I was filled with him É God, what a wonderful feeling.

"ohhhhhh Nikkky", he moaned, as his head fell forward, "my precious baby
Nickkky", he was gurgling -- the width of his cock felt sooooo good.  I
shuttered again, my mouth falling open -- his body now moving down over
mine, pushing my legs back further É. I could feel my legs push against
my shoulders.  The enormous fullness got even fuller, as he gently rested
on me -- the weight of his balls felt so good against mine -- I
couldn't stop shivering -- the feeling of him inside me was soooo intense
-- the waves of pleasure were suddenly even bigger -- this man I loved
so much -- swelling, deep inside of me.  His lips began to nibble mine,
his weight pushing me down into the downy softness of the bed.  His massive
hands slid up, his hands gripped my wrists -- forcefully pulling them up
-- holding them over my head against the soft bed.  He slowly began to
pull out, then push deep, I could hear the slap of my well lubed ass
hitting his balls and his wet bush.  `SLAP' `SLAP' `SLAP' `SLAP' filled my
ears as wave after wave of electricity shot through my cock -- I could
feel my own prejizz as it was pushed out onto my stomach.

"uuuuuuuugggghhhhh", I moaned through our kisses -- Marc's breath filling
my mouth -- I could not move -- Marc's huge hands holding my wrists
above me -- his large body pinning my delicate one to the bed.  Marc
began to pick up his pace, pushing more and more of my prejizz out É I
could feel it trickle down around my sides É onto my belly.  My body
felt like it was pulsing -- I could suddenly sense everything around me --
I could see crisply -- I could hear every crinkle -- every wet slap --
I could smell Marc all around -- his scent like a cocoon -- deeply
manly, charged with energy -- surrounding me.  I could feel his skin
against mine -- tingling went through me with each touch -- the flares
of his breath pushing against me as he slipped deeply in and then almost
completed out -- I could feel the lips of my pussy pushing him away then
feeling them suddenly driven apart -- Marc deeply thrusting back in --
pushing my breath out.

`SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP', filled my ears, as he held me tighter,
pushing his weight into me -- my arms held down above me -- `SLAP SLAP
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP', I opened my eyes, and
the intensity of his eyes, looking into mine, was amazing.  The frenzy of
his efforts increased -- my whole body driven down with his power as my
insides separated -- "UUUURRRGGGGGHHHHH", his growl filling the room --
echoing off the walls.

`SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
SLAP'

I could feel my whole body tingling, like pool-bubbles were all around it --
the pressure building from deep É deep É inside me -- I felt like I
was going to explode into a million pieces.

`SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP' -- I could feel my prostate
swelling -- full -- his massive cock pushing back against it -- deep
inside me -- I couldn't control the pressure -- intense pressure --
pushing against him, `SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP' and
then I thought my head would come off as I felt Marc drive himself so far
into me that my throat closed É my sight blurred É my vision suddenly
narrowing É I felt his entire body, suddenly rigid, convulsing over mine
-- I felt his massiveness swell -- the outline of his lips -- his
mouth open -- a deep howling -- loud -- penetrating
"AAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH É.. UUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH" -- my insides,
instantly wet -- FULL -- as his essence exploded -- violently --
inside me -- I could feel the force of his juices -- pulse after
intense pulse -- distending me -- my ass was pushed up and back
forcefully -- his cock pushing deeper -- the wetness as my gut was
pushed away from his cock -- the rumbling of his juices deep deep inside
me -- my gut distending like it was going to burst -- as I felt wave
after wave -- his body now forced into mine.  I gripped his manhood with
my cunt -- the pressure now unbearable -- a huge surge went through my
cock as I shot a long thick stream over my shoulder -- the sound `SPLAT'
as it hit the sheets behind me -- my ass firmly clamped against his cock
-- wave after wave of pulsations surged through my cock as I unloaded my
balls -- `SPLAT' -- instant wet on on my left eye -- `SPLAT' above me
on the sheets -- `SPLAT' on my face, dripping down my cheek -- `SPLAT'
into my mouth É tingling in my throat -- `SPLAT' on my forehead, the
trickly feeling on my right as it slid into my eye -- my hearing
returning suddenly and I heard "UUUUUGGGGHHHH" then the massive feeling as
my guts were being poured apart -- I could feel the wetness surge around
Marc's cock -- the bed was wet -- I felt my pussy É tired É to
tired to hold on -- the length of Marc -- filling me as my body went
numb -- my arms now on the sheets -- the heaving of his chest on top of
me -- his head next to mine -- the wetness all around me as the sheets
around me sunk in fullness.

I listened as Marc's breathing É slowed É the weight of him felt so
good É so fucking good É I lay there, feeling the length of his body
É the ache in my hips É the wetness underneath my ass É cool É
so fucking amazingly hot!

I felt Marc raise his head, his hands were now around my face -- he must
have let my wrists go cause I was slowly grabbing the sheets next to us.
His tongue slowly licked my face É then slipped into my mouth -- I
could taste me .. his tongue diving around mine.  I felt Marc's cock jump É
deeply inside me -- the sweetness and pleasant nuttiness of my jizz --
intense.  We lay there -- I could feel the occasional fulness as Marc's
cock jumped -- the warm feeling of my pussy as I tightened around him.  I
opened my eyes as I began to milk him É sending tingles through my balls
É seeing Marc's eyelashes É fluttering -- the whites of his eyes as
they rolled back into his head made my ass feel even more alive -- I
wanted every drop É. every fucking last drop!!  I felt so intensely one
with him É I LOVED taking all of his juice É being his girl É

Marc's eyes slowly settled, opening, his beautiful blue eyes -- God they
sparkled.

He stared into mine.  He stayed in me for awhile -- just looking into my
eyes.

Finally he said, "you are so beautiful ÉÉ so fucking beautiful".

I smiled, causing him to smile, his eyes twinkled.

"You are much better than a girl", he quietly said, continuing to look into
my eyes -- God, he read my mind.  I blinked slowly -- I could hear my
eyelashes as I blinked.  His smile quickly spread in front of me Éhis
breath on my face É.

I smiled even bigger, "but, I'm your girl when we're in bed", I said,
feeling his cock spasm then flare as he heard me say that.

He intensely looked into my eyes, and whispered again, "I am so in love
with you, Nikky".  His eyes began to moisten É then I could see water É
large drops É dropping onto his cheeks.  I looked into his eyes, with a
look that clearly said "what did I do??" -- he blinked and I could again
feel him twitch inside me -- the tears now flowing -- I had only seen
Marc cry -- once -- in my entire life -- at Julia's graveside when he
dropped the clump of dirt into the crevasse -- never ever -- ever --
before or since.

"no baby", his words breaths of air on my face, "you did absolutely nothing
wrong".  His hand cupped my face and his large thumb gently rubbed my
cheek.  He just stared into my eyes.

Finally, he softly breathed, "Julia", his eyes blinking as my pupils
registered her name.  I had never mentioned Julia, well `Aunt Julia' to me.
She had died after a long battle with breast cancer -- they had made six
children together -- they were inseparable.

I looked quizzically into his eyes -- his large tears -- dropping --
onto my neck.  I could feel him enlarge -- even bigger inside me.

"You", he breathed, "you É are more intense to me", barely a whisper,
hoarse, the tears again began flowing hard, dropping off his angular jaw,
"youÉ", he blinked heavily, "I am in love with you more intensely than
Julia", he said, his mouth quivering -- the fullness as he pushed himself
deeper inside me, his cock expanding, causing me to moan as his manhood
grew -- fully -- the wet fulness in my ass deeply shifting.

"I", started to say and then the words wouldn't come out any more, "I", I
tried but it was cut off .. broken up.  I felt tears begin to pop out of my
eyes as my eyelashes became wet, my vision blurred É

Marc took his large thumb and wiped my eyes, each one gently, but the tears
didn't stop -- I felt the largeness of his thumbs brushing them away --
I could feel the width of his cock as it throbbed -- jumping inside me.

He finally whispered, his voice scratchy, "I love you more É more
intensely ..  than I have ever .. imagined loving É. anyone É
something É anything", as I felt him pulsing deep inside me.  "I never
want to lose you .. I .. I .. couldn't bear it" -- his tears, slowly
dropping onto his cheeks, then pooling at the bottom of his face before
dropping, each one hitting my chest, splashing like raindrops, slowly
running down my side and loudly onto the sheets -- their wetness intense
-- the room silent.

I felt my pussy É tight É clenching around his throbbing manhood.  A
slow guttural animal sound filled my ears -- his hands around my face --
the feel of his thumbs rubbing my lips -- so intense.  His face came
closer to mine and I could feel his lips as they touched mine -- the
wonderful taste of him as his tongue drove deep into my mouth --
exploring my palate.  I suddenly felt him swell -- his cock felt so
massive -- I felt an intense pulsing deep inside me -- the fullness of
his juice -- intense pulse after intense pulse -- his breath now
filling my mouth as his tongue went limp -- his balls jumping off my skin
as his ball sac drew up -- his growl filling my mouth -- as Marc
unloaded inside me.  I felt my legs grip his ass -- the ripples, as his
ass muscles jumped under my calves again and again.

Then I felt the sum of his weight on me as he relaxed -- the feeling of
my legs around him -- the intense wetness of his essence leaking out --
the smell of his manliness -- permeating my senses.  I lay there --
feeling his breath against the side of my neck -- my hand slowly
caressing his back -- the wet of the sheets under me.

He then raised his head and looked into my eyes as he said, "MY girl"
É. "MY lover" É.. "MY beautiful boy", his pupils narrowing then
enlarging, "your ALL of those É Nikky", his cock jerked inside me.  Then
with the faintest of sound, "ALL of those".

I looked up into his blue eyes, my whole body felt alive, "I AM your's
Marc", my lips moving toward his, his cock jumping inside me, "totally", I
clenched again, "and COMPLETELY", holding my clench, "yours", I whispered.
There was nothing but him -- Marc was all I was -- I was his.  His lips
touched mine as he sucked my lower lip into his.  We lay like that É
slowly kissing.  Then, slowly, I could feel him É gently É slip out.
Our wetness É amazingly HOT!

He rolled me over him, then I slipped down beside him, resting my head on
his chest.  His massive hand was running through my hair. I lay on his
left, facing the outside windows -- what a beautiful place I thought --
what a wonderful wonderful magical place.

Eventually, as his breathing slowed, I raised my head and looked at him.
"How are we going to pretend?", I asked.

He raised his head, his upper body lifting me, as he said, "Pretend?!"

"I É I .. meant around my Dad?", I said, quickly assuaging him.

Marc's head flopped down onto the pillow with a thud.  I put my head into
the crook between his arm and chest --he nuzzling me into his fur.  His
hand again played with my hair and my ear.

"I don't know" he finally said, "I couldn't bring myself to think about
that part É I was just enjoying our honeymoon", I could see him smile,
as his thumb nudged my cheek.  I smiled, feeling the large volume of his
essence É shift É inside me É. that deep rumbling -- knowing it
was him.  Over the past five days, we moved from sexual love into a deep
emotional love -- I had completely let myself go and so did he -- last
night we became totally ONE -- that feeling caused a deep warmth in me.

Julia was gone.  I was his.  Today, this morning, we had made that
transition.

"Nickky", he finally said, "I want to make babies with you".  He pulled me
closer, now pushing me deep into his furry chest, his massive arms pulling
me into him, his hairs tickling my nose.  "I want to, more than anything
else".

I lay there -- I couldn't think of anything to say -- his pulsing in my
ear.

 Finally I raised my head, smiling -- looking down into him.

"If it were possible, I would have one after the other after the other", I
said, as his head turned and our lips slowly met -- his lips -- tasting
so good.  "If it were possible", I mumbled as I slipped back down and
nuzzled into him -- his seed making me -- full.  I could feel him pull
the sheets up over us, then the comforter, as his chest hair closed around
my face.

"Eu te amo com todo o meu corac‡o", I whispered against his chest (`I
love you with all my heart').