Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2000 15:40:51 EDT
From: Joewilson583@aol.com
Subject: Saturday Morning Raunch

                   Saturday Morning Fuck
              A sequel to "Shipping Dock Raunch

                                         by joe wilson

I woke up with my nose buried in Ralphs' armpit, sucking on the fine hairs
that grew there.  The bitter taste was gone by now.  The smell too.  He'd
been fucking me all night, pounding his huge cock in and out of my asshole,
creating a heat neither of us could control.  We sweated, panting our
hunger for each other. But most of the sweat was either licked off or was
new sweat that didn't smell yet.

He called me his nelly queen, which I guess I was.  I loved him with a
passion that I hung onto, and a submissiveness that gave him everything he
wanted.

It was early saturday morning.  I sat up with a start.  The sky was just
beginning to turn grey in a winter dawn.  Saturday morning?  Shit!

                     -------------

Every Saturday morning, for the past four years, I'd gone to see Uncle
Fred.  I'd get on my bike, hot, cold, rain, or dry and ride over to his
house at seven A.M.

This is just something we started doing one Saturday, when I was over there
to cut his grass, and he invited me into the house for a coke.  I had just
started to get hair down there and all that, and my cock had got big.  Real
big when it got hard.  And I discovered all the fun and pleasure there,
when cum shot out of it one night while I was sleeping.  I didn't know what
happened.  All I did know is there was a great sensation to it.  I guess
that's how I started jacking off.

Anyway Uncle Fred noticed I had a hard-on and made some comment like 'You
getting to be a man, Danny?'  Him smiling and all, and he put his hand down
there, and squeezing it, made it harder, and bigger too, and it felt great.
I was kind of shy about it yet, but Uncle Fred was real interested, and
made me feel like it was okay that my cock was hard and that he was
squeezing it.

"Show it to me Danny," he said, rubbing it real solid now.  "Let's see what
you look like.  I always figured you for a sissy.  Always felt kind of
drawn toward you like I kinda wanted to put my arms around you and kiss
you. Maybe you and I can be good for each other."

Well one thing led to another, and I noticed he was getting hard too,
'cause he had a big bulge in his pants.  He scratched it with his left
hand, while he scratched mine with his right one.

"Guy, Uncle Fred," was all I could say, so I undid my belt, and I guess he
pulled down the zipper.  Anyway, somehow I got naked and the way he was
looking at it really excited me, and I walked around the room to get away
from him 'cause the pleasure was getting up to like I was about to shoot,
and I didn't want to do that.  At least not right then.

Uncle Fred smiled the wisest smile, and standing up he unbuttoned his shirt
and took it off.  I could hardly catch my breath from lookin' at him while
he dropped his jeans and skivies, and he was naked too.  He was an old man
at this time.  Must have been over thirty, at least. One hot looking man
with a thin mustache over his full lips, hair scattered all across his
chest and belly and around that huge cock sticking out and pointing at me.
I couldn't hold off no more, and my cock began spitting great gobs of cum
all over Uncle Freds' naked body.  I was horrified at what I done, but
Uncle Fred just laughed.  And that's how it all started.  It was on my
fourteenth birthday.
                       ...........

So there I was loving up Ralph, sucking on his pits when I remembered it
was saturday morning.  Shit!  "I gotta go, Ralph.  I got to go to my
uncles' house, right now, I mean, I gotta go."

Ralph propped his head up with his fist, smiling at first, then
disbelieving what I was telling him.  He bent his head down to my still
hard cock and began licking it.  "You don't got to go nowhere boy, this is
Saturday and you and me's going to stay right here in bed all day and
fuck."

"You don't understand, Ralph. I gotta do this.  I gotta go.  Every saturday
I go to Uncle Freds' house and he fucks me.  It's something we've been
doing for years and years.  Ever since I got 14.  And I can't miss doing it
today.  I shoulda been there by now."

So I told Ralph all about how Uncle Fred leaves the back door open and I
take off my clothes and leave them in the garage and I go into the house
bare-ass naked and up to Uncle Freds' bedroom and crawl into bed with him,
and he's naked too waiting for me, and how I suck his cock for awhile until
he comes at least two times, and then he fucks me.  Sometimes he fucks me
all morning long cause I sucked all his cum away.

I really had to go.  You see Uncle Fred owns the company Ralph and I work
at, he could fire us if he wanted to. Besides the fact that he's my uncle
and expects me 'cause we been doing it for so long.

Ralph was disappointed I know.  All night he kept talking about how much
fun we were having sucking and fucking and how much more we would have
since we had the whole weekend to do it.

"You don't understand," I said. "I gotta go, and I mean I gotta go now.
I'm already late and Uncle Fred'll get mad."

Ralph kept on licking my dick like he figured if he got me real hot again
I'd stay, and I twisted back on the bed so he could get at it better.  It
felt good having his warm wet mouth pussy-kissing my balls and licking up
the tube to the head of my cock where he sucked it down his throat.
Aaaaaaaah!  "Shit, Ralph I got to go and you got to drive me....."

                      ------------

When we got to Uncle Freds' house, Ralph pulled to the curb so's I could
get out of the car.  I saw by the clock in the dashboard that it was twenty
minutes to eight.  I looked up to Uncle Freds' bedroom window.  The light
was on.  I could plainly see it 'cause it was threatening rain and real
dark from the clouds.  I was naked, but Ralph had clothes on.  I left mine
on the shipping dock yesterday, and Ralphs' clothes were way too big so I
didn't bother to get dressed.  I like being naked anyway.

Ralph tugged at my cock and kissed me and told me to call him when I was
ready and he'd pick me up.  I promised I wouldn't stay for more'n a couple
hours.  I jumped out of the car and ran up the walk to the back yard where
I knew the door would be open.

Sitting on the stairs that led to his bedroom was Uncle Fred.  "You're
late," he said just as I knew he would.  He was naked too, and I got the
sweet stirring in my cock and balls and I could feel my boner start to grow
harder, when I looked at him laying back on the carpeted steps, his legs
spread apart.  He had a nice natural body with lots of black hair growing
on his chest all over his neat fat pink nipples.  I looked down at the
important stuff.  His balls were as big as two oranges and covered with
hair too, and full of cream I could tell.  Oh man, I loved the thought of
sucking on that huge cock, and eating all the cream out of those big hairy
testicles.

"I'm sorry Uncle Fred, but I'm here now," and I knelt down on the floor,
put my open lips to his cock and started sucking, slobbering my tongue all
over the head of it.  He was ready.  I mean I could tell he was about to
shoot by the super hardening of his cock and how all of a sudden he pushed
it deep down my throat.  I guess he had been playing with it while he
waited for me, and doing it on the stairs was extra unusual for us and kind
of added more racy pleasure to it.

But all of a sudden he stopped fucking his cock into my mouth.  In fact he
pulled it out, staring at the door behind me.  I looked around to see what
he was staring at.  There was Ralph grinning in the wildest way.  He was
naked, bare-ass naked, and the huge cock that I knew so well by now, was
just a waving back and forth at Uncle Fred.  The piss-slit was smiling and
dripping with pre-cum.

I could hear Uncle Fred whisper in surprise, almost to himself, but loud
enough for me to hear.  "Ralph?  That you, Ralph?  You work the elevator
down at the plant? Jesus!  Where did you come from?"  Uncle Fred stroked
his cock.  It was wet from my mouth juice.  Wet and hard and an angry red
from being stopped from coming when it needed to.  And Ralph, still
grinning, but not saying anything just walked up the stairs we were laying
on and pushed his cock in Uncle Freds' face.

I was about to tell Ralph that Uncle Fred wasn't no cocksucker, that he
liked being sucked, but he didn't suck back, when Uncle Fred seemed to go
crazy, grabbing Ralph by his hairy ass cheeks, he pulled Ralphs' cock
closer to him and swallowed the whole eight inches down his throat with a
panting groan like this was some kind of a wet dream or something.

I could tell Uncle Fred was hot.  I mean hotter than I had ever seen him.
So I bent down to his cock and sucked it down my throat again.  And just in
time too.  Uncle Fred was lapping and sucking Ralphs' cock like he was a
mad man, and in his heated excitement whimpering all the time he pulsated
his hips, forcing his cock deeper into me, he shot his cum, splashing it
down my throat with a force I never felt before.

It was an incredible hot moment for all three of us.  We were all exhausted
by this unexpected tremendous orgasm that we all shared.  Oh man it was
something, so hot, so fucking hot.

I lay on the floor staring at the two horny naked men.  Uncle Fred wouldn't
let go of Ralphs' cock.  He just kept on licking and kissing and sucking on
it like this was something he'd wanted all his life.  And Ralph just kept
on grinning, and lettin' Uncle Fred do whatever he wanted to do with it.

It was exciting to watch, and got me all hot again, and I knew Ralph was
just loving it, having his boss suck him off.  Suck him with so much horny
hunger.  So I went back to Uncle Freds' cock and took it down my throat
again.  This time I sucked and slobbered all over his hairy balls as well
as his cock for a long time.  It was the best sex we ever had, Uncle Fred
and me.

After a while Ralph kinda worked his body around, without stopping Uncle
Freds' suck, so that his mouth was next to my cock that was so hard,
because of the pleasure Uncle Fred was giving me shoving his cock down my
throat.  It was like it was a sixty-nine except there was three of us,
Uncle Fred, Ralph, and me.  It was real great, like Ralph and me had on the
dock yesterday with the guys from Bedford Freight.

I like sucking on Uncle Fred.  His cock was always hard and solid and it
was huge.  Almost as big as Ralphs'.  When we measured it one time, when we
were having one of our sessions, it was eight inches from stem to stern.
And his testicles, hanging down between his legs, were huge hairy bags that
slapped my face as he ploughed his cock down my throat.

But Ralph was so horny, realizing it was his boss who was sucking on his
cock, that he broke the suck-circle by climaxing first.  Shooting his
salty-sweet cum into Uncle Freds' throat made his load shoot, and triggered
mine.  Jeez!  Where did all the cum come from?  We were grunting and
groaning laying on the floor exhausted, but satisfied, and Uncle Fred
smiled and said thank you to his employee, who responded by going down on
Uncle Freds' cock.  Shit!  Were we about to start sucking again already.
Well, that was okay by me.  I can never get enough cock, never.

"Hold it Ralph." Uncle Fred cried, "Let's go upstairs.  I want your cock up
my ass.  I want you to fuck me."

This was very unusual.  I never once fucked my uncle, but he seemed fixated
on Ralph for some reason.  Course I was too.  Ralph is a very sexy male
animal, with a body like an Olympic relay runner, full of stringy muscle,
covered by a lot of black hair all over.  He's gorgeous.  Ralph oozed sex.
All you had to do was look at him and you got turned on.  He was handsome
in a rugged masculine way that set you off so's you'd do anything to him,
or with him, or for him.  Every one was Ralphs' sex slave, even the owner
of the company.  And Ralph knew how to fit into everyones' mood.  If Uncle
Fred wanted Ralph to fuck him, then Ralph was ready.

Ralph and I'd been playing sex games for the past twelve hours, but we
still wanted more.  In fact the fact that we been doing it so much,
actually made it better for Uncle Fred, 'cause we had to go at it a bit
longer in order to shoot out the cum.

When we got upstairs, all the necessary equipment was on the table.  Like
poppers, grass and lube.  So we settled down a bit while we greased up and
increased the sensation by taking a hit or two.

I looked at Uncle Fred.  He was lying on his back on the bed, set up in the
position to be fucked.  He had a rapturous smile on his face, like he was
about to enter heaven.  He was staring at Ralphs' cock, which of course had
a huge erection, stickin' out from his thick patch of black hair that
curled around the base of it and rolled onto his balls.  Uncle Fred was
ready to be fucked.

But Ralph had different ideas.  His usually placid face had lost its smile.
There was a sneer plastered there.  "Get up!" he snarled to Uncle Fred,
"You may be the boss down at the plant, but here, I'm the boss, and don't
you forget that.  We're going to do this my way."

I was shocked.  Not knowing what to expect.  Uncle Fred was always a pretty
outspoken boss, and he could fire Ralph at the drop of a hat.  But Uncle
Fred looked at him real serious like, "Yessir!"  he said with a submissive
expression on his face.

"Get up off that bed.  Get your ass on the floor, shithead!"

"Yessir!"  And Uncle Fred scrambled off the bed onto the floor just like he
was told to do.

Then Ralph turned to me and in a soft voice he said, "You get on the floor
next to him Danny."

"Close your eyes, you shitheads!" Ralph yelled to us.  We did as we were
told, not knowing what to expect.  But after a minute or two of real
complete silence, I felt the warm silky liquid of Ralphs' stream as he
pissed on us.  I loved it, but I couldn't help wondering what Uncle Freds'
reaction would be, knowing he was such a fastidious man.  The warm flow of
silky pee ran all over my balls and my hard cock, I wished Ralph would
point to my open mouth, where I was ready and anxious to receive it, but
Ralph had other ideas.  Uncle Fred just whimpered as he lay next to me.

When the flow dribbled to a stop, Ralph said, "Okay Fred, you been using
this here boy for your own pleasure for long enough.  It's pay-back time.
Get on your fucking knees Fred.  Clean the boy up.  Lick all the piss offa
that boy's cock and balls."

I was astounded.  Shocked, I guess.  Never expecting nothing to happen.
But without anymore orders from Ralph, Fred shuffled off the floor where
he'd been layin', and I felt his tongue, warm and juicy, lick on my balls.
Oh jesus christ, Uncle Fred was sucking on my pissy testicles!!!  I loved
it!  'specially knowing it was Uncle Freds' tongue lapping on them.  When
he slid up my shaft, which you might know was erect, sticking straight up,
he swallowed it down his throat.  Now Uncle Fred was SUCKING me, gruntin'
and groanin' while he sucked MY cock.  Jesus H. Christ.  Knowing this was
my Uncle Fred who I played sex with every Saturday, made this really
special and I shot another voluminous load right down Uncle Freds' throat.
He swallowed it.  Swallowed my cum.  Then he fell away onto the floor like
as though he fainted.

Ralph looked at me with a wink, and kissed me, "Let's get him on the bed
Danny.  You and me are going to fuck him.  We'll fuck him so's he can't
walk straight."

Somehow we managed to get Uncle Fred on to the bed.  He opened his eyes and
looked at me. He was smiling that wicked smile which was usual with him
when he fucked me every Saturday, only this time I was going to fuck him.
He raised his legs and pulled his cheeks apart so I could see the puckered
hole.

"Go on, you fuck him first, Danny," Ralph said.

I looked at Uncle Fred thinking about how every saturday he fucked me and
how much I liked it, and I really didn't want to change anything, and my
hard erect horny cock shriveled down losing itself in my thick pubic hair.

Ralph didn't say anything.  Just stood there next to the bed stroking.  He
didn't seem surprised, and when I climbed up on the bed and straddled Uncle
Freds' hips, he didn't try to stop me.  I lowered myself on Uncle Freds'
hard erect humungous cock, taking the whole of it, my ass-cheeks resting on
his coarse brittle hair, and I began to ride it for a wonderful fuck, just
like it used to be.  Why change it when it's so good the way it
is........ only this time it was better, 'cause while Uncle Fred shoved his
cock up my ass, Ralph shoved his down my throat......


joe wilson

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