Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2003 05:44:50 EDT
From: Justin0398@aol.com
Subject: Uncle Jeff and the Shrink 10 by Justin Davis (M/t,mast,oral,anal,dom,fist)

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Uncle Jeff and the Shrink
By
Justin Davis

Chapter Ten


No thank you doctor.  I must forgo the coffee again this time.  It seems that
this bladder irritation is harder to get rid of than I thought.  Continue?
Uh, let me see.  Oh yes.  I remember now.

Well, I guess it must have been about fifteen minutes or so that Jose gagged,
coughed and choked as I feed him more and more of my almost eleven-inch cock.
 Spit and snot flew everywhere as he tried to accommodate the length of the
thing and somehow get enough air to breathe at the same time.  Then, as I began
to fuck the entire length of my cock down his throat, his throat began to
distend with each inward thrust like a pelican swallowing a fish whole.

Brutal?  Well, actually not, doctor.  I mean I didn't ram the thing down his
throat right off.  I gave him plenty of time to adapt.  In fact, after about
thirty minutes or so of fucking his mouth, and I made sure I stopped
periodically to let him rest a bit, I decided it had been long enough for his first
time.

"Oh baby, I would love for this to last longer but I can't hold off.  I've
been saving this load up all week," I said, increasing the pace of my fucking.

Knowing what was about to happen, Jose's eyes widened and he began to emit
muffled grunts of protest and shake is head no as much as he could restrained as
he was.

"Here it comes.  Gonna fill your tummy full of cum baby!"  I warned him.

Tears again began to run down Jose's cheeks as he felt the warm flow of the
first of my load ooze down his throat.  Then, he was forced to taste the rest,
as I withdrew my cock enough so that the rest of my load would fill Jose's
mouth and he would have to swallow it.

Doctor are you sure you are okay?  You really should do something about that
stomach problem.  No?  Okay I will continue.

Anyway, about an hour later, I was back, again fucking my cock down Jose's
throat and again spurting my spunk into his mouth. A few hours later, the third
time I returned to the room to fuck his mouth, there was no need for the "O"
Ring gag anymore.  Hours of having the thing in his mouth had left Jose's jaw
slack enough that my cock just slipped right in.  Then, too, I think he had
long since given up trying to resist and was soon swallowing my third load
greedily.

I left Jose restrained upon the bench that night, although I did place a
bucket under his so he could urinate, and I went to bed with the satisfaction that
the only thing he had had in his tummy since breakfast was my cum.

"Good morning, Jose.  And how is my favorite cock sucker this morning?"  I
asked, as I entered the room the next morning naked and half-hard.

"I guess okay," Jose replied unenthusiastically.

"I'm sure you're hungry.  You ready for some breakfast?"  I asked.

In response to the question, Jose opened his mouth, prompting me to laugh.

"Hell, I was talking about some real food, but while I'm here we might as
well," I then said, and guided my hardening cock into his open mouth.

"Yesssssss!"  I hissed, as Jose slurped in my cock and began to swirl his
tongue over the head and suck.

Once I was good and hard, I grabbed hold of Jose's head and began to fuck his
mouth in earnest and he didn't gag once as the thing went back and forth in
his throat.

"Breakfast on the way baby!"  I said moments later, as I felt my hot load
traveling up the shaft of his cock.

Jose gulped hungrily as I shot my load, and I realized he was beginning to
like the taste of my cum.  How did I know that?  Well doctor, he drank down
every drop like a hungry colt suckling his mom.  I wish his first fucking later
that afternoon had gone as easily.

Why do I say that?  Well doctor, as if the humiliation of having to remove
the butt plug himself and then give himself an enema while I watched wasn't
enough, the fact that his hole was so wide open that it seeped water when he
walked back to the restraint bench was even more humiliating.

Now normally one would think that that would have made the ensuing fuck much
easier.  Yet, although the butt plug would certainly make the initial
penetration easier there was no way it was long enough to have widened Jose's insides
enough to accommodate the entire length of my cock.  As a matter of fact,
doctor, even guys that have been fucked many times before remember it well when
they get fucked by a cock the size of mine.

Of course, the head of my cock entered rather easily and there was only a
mild grunt from Jose as the thing popped into his butt.  However, as I began to
fuck him deeper and deeper he began to holler and beg with each thrust.

"Oh god!  Stop! Stop! You are killing me!" He wailed.

Yet, restrained as he was, there was nothing Jose could do but howl as I
fucked my cock into him deeper and deeper, re-arranging his insides like some
giant snake slithering into him.

It was a long fuck that followed as plowed Jose's butt like some young stud.
The desensitizing agent in the lube I greased my cock up with prolonged the
event more than even I had hoped for.

Sweat dripped off my body as I plowed Jose's ass, and Jose himself was
covered with sheen of sweat as he grunted and yelped and yipped with each smack of
my groin into his butt cheeks.

Amazingly, Jose's cock began to get quite hard as I fucked him and I made
sure the head of my cock banged against his prostate with every thrust into him.
At first, I don't think Jose knew what was happening.  Then, when he realized
his dick was getting hard and the tone of his lamentations changed, I knew
gooey sensations were beginning to fill his groin.

"Oh god!" He groaned, then yelped again as I began to drive as hard and fast
as I could into him.

Suddenly, Jose began to emit an almost continuous groan that began to rise in
a crescendo until it became a loud shot. Then, he squealed like some little
kid and ropes of white cum began to shoot out of his piss slit and plop onto
the carpeted floor beneath him.

"Ah fuck yeah!" I hollered, as his ass muscles began to milk my cock with
each squirt of his cock, causing me to blow my load up his butt.

"Oh god! I'm a punk, I'm a punk," Jose murmured, as his teen spunk continued
to shoot from his dick and I spurted my load up his butt.

I tell you, doctor, had one not known the situation, one would have assumed
that Jose had been sucking cock and getting fucked all his life as he did both
with me twice more that evening.  There was no need for the restraint bench
anymore.  Sucking cock, getting fucked, eating ass, Jose did all of it with such
gusto it was like he had been starved for it all his life.

In fact as the weeks wore on Jose became my punk in a very real sense and two
months later, when he turned seventeen, he moved in with me.  His parents
were hopeless alcoholics and as far as they were concerned it was just one less
mouth to feed.

Jose wore the mid-cut tee shirts and leather or blue jean short shorts that I
picked out for him constantly when we were out and about.  In fact he wore
them with as much pride as he wore the diamond studs for his ears and metal
studded butt-plug I bought him for his seventeenth birthday.

Of course Jose had no idea about the special party I had planned that weekend
and was delighted when I took him to one of my favorite clubs to show him off
to my friends.

Let me tell you doctor, Jose was the hit of the evening in his mid-cut tee
shirt and his leather short shorts and more than one guy grabbed the bulge in
his shorts or his bubble-like butt.   Naturally, Jose got quite drunk, which was
just as well. In fact, he put up little resistance as two of the more muscled
types began to strip off his clothes.

However, he did become sober enough to protest and struggle when they tied
his hands together with rope then threw the end over one of the ceiling beams
and hauled him up by it.

Among the crowd, there were hoots and cat calls as Jose's cock sprang to
attention after the larger of the two men greased his right hand up with lube,
worked three of his fingers into Jose's butt and began to fuck him with them.
Then, there were howls of laughter as Jose's eyes flew open wide and he squealed
when the reality hit him that more than the man's fingers were going to go
into his butt.

"No! No! Oh God no!"  He hollered in panic.

Then, he began to sob hysterically and flail his legs in an attempt to
prevent the inevitable.  However, it was no use. Slowly and methodically, as Jose
squealed almost continuously, the man worked his fist into Jose's butt and then
began to fuck him with it, causing the room to be filled with the sound of
Jose's moans and groans.

Of course, the crowd went wild and applauded like crazy when a forked rope of
cum eventually shoot from Jose's engorged penis and flew across the room,
followed by many more spurts.  And let me tell you doctor, everyone agreed that
Jose's public fisting was an event to remember.

Are you sure you are okay?  You seem to be having that indigestion problem
again.  More?  Well, yes.  There is more.

I guess it was for about six months total that I made it has hard on Jose as
I could, trying to make him back out of our deal.  I made him fuck and suck
guys I made contact with on the Internet.  I made him clean toilets with his
tongue and other things that made him sob and puke as he did them.  Yet, nothing
seemed to break him.

I think, because I was beginning to fall in love with his tenacity as much as
him, I just finally gave up.  I gave him the papers and the account book to
his trust fund and told him he could leave, for I really didn't plan on getting
attached to anyone.

Yet, Jose would have none of it.  Having become a total and absolute bottom,
he lived with me as my pussy boy until he met this guy about his own age who
was a total top and they moved to San Francisco.

To this day, I am absolutely sure the last time Jose wanked his cock was
before he first showed up to begin that first weekend.  How do I know?  Well
doctor, he loved to cum so much by getting fucked that masturbation never entered
his mind after the first time I fucked him.  Am I worried about him?

Heavens no doctor!  Jose is a very wealthy young man now.  In fact, if he is
careful he will be able to live off of the twenty thousand a month from his
trust fund rather nicely.

That much?  Well, believe me doctor.  It was worth every penny to turn Jose
from what he was into what he is now.  Why?  Well, let's just say it was fun.

Would I be willing to put my dick in your mouth and fuck your butt?  Good God
doctor!  I'm totally surprised at you.  Please get up off of your knees. It
is embarrassing me you being on the floor like that. There is no need to get on
your knees and grovel before me.  I will be happy to do that for you.  How
about this Sunday morning at nine sharp, my place?


The End