Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2012 12:20:16 -0700
From: JC Smith <minnesotahole@gmail.com>
Subject: The Zone - Chapter 5

It had been only a few minutes since Martin had left the room.  I had
remained in place, sitting on the edge of the bed, not knowing what to do.
Martin had indicated that some guy named Maldito had arrived and wanted to
see Arturo.  I had no idea who this `Maldito' was but clearly Arturo did
and it had him concerned.

He had gotten up from the bed and started to pace the room slowly, his head
down, looking at the floor with a worried expression locked in place.  A
few minutes earlier he had appeared to be somewhat out of it due to
whatever it was he was snorting up his nose.  He was now much more focused,
although I could see in his half-closed eyes that he was still feeling the
effects of the drugs.  As if coming out of a dream Arturo suddenly looked
up and saw himself in one of the many mirrors, shook his head, realizing
that he was still naked, and walked to where he has tossed his jeans and
started to put them on.  He had just put his second foot through his jean
leg and was pulling them up to his waist when the door opened.

Into the room walked the biggest man I have ever seen in my life.  As he
walked in I couldn't help notice that the top of his head cleared the
doorframe by mere inches.  I also noticed that he was not only tall, but
wide as well; his shoulders appeared to come close to brushing the sides of
the doorway.  He was dressed in a dark blue, pinstripe, two-piece suit,
with a red floral pattern tie.  I had been to my father's office many times
and I knew an expensive suit when I saw one; this man was dressed to kill.
His shoes were black and shined to the point where the single light bulb in
the room glared off their tips.  He was wearing dark sunglasses and as he
walked in the room he slowly pulled them off with his right hand, folded
them, pulled his jacket open, and slid them into the inside suit pocket.

The Man who knew how to make an entrance.

He only walked a few feet into the room when he stopped and said, "Check
the room."

I then saw movement and behind him came two smaller men who proceeded to
enter the room.  By smaller it was only in comparison to The Man who had
just entered before them.  They were each easily over 6'2" and as thick as
tree trunks.  One man went to the left, and the other to the right, as they
slowly walked around the room.  One checked the desk as the other leaned
down on one knee and looked under the bed.  As the man leaned down his
jacket opened slightly and I could clearly see a gun that was holstered on
his belt.  I had been around hunting guns growing up, but I had never seen
a gun like this.  All I could see was that it looked powerful and had
something screwed on the end.  I wondered if it was some type of silencer
like I saw at the movies.  I looked at the other man and I assumed he had a
similar gun as well.

I watched silently as one of the men went to where I had put my clothes and
proceeded to look through the pockets.  The other went over to where Arturo
had finished putting on his jeans and proceeded to pat him down the same
way a cop would pat down a criminal.  I evidently posed no threat as they
ignored me completely.  Still, I found my hands moving over my crotch in a
meager attempt to pretend as if I was not sitting on the bed completely
naked.  I would normally have felt horribly embarrassed sitting naked in a
room with three fully dressed men, but the whole day had been so bizarre to
begin with that I was beyond the embarrassment stage and was now entering
pure bewilderment.

When they were done searching the room they walked back to where The Man
was still standing. With his glasses now off I could see that he was
Latino, had a trimmed and neat goatee, and looked to be in his early 40's
but I couldn't be certain as his skin was smooth and had few wrinkles.

Without saying anything they both nodded their heads in unison at The Man
in what I sensed was some type of silent `all clear' message.

His eyes not turning to look at either men The Man simply said, "Leave."
The two men again walked around the man - one to the right, the other to
the left Ð and exited the room.  With what little I saw of the two as
they searched the room I did not doubt that they were very well trained
bodyguards, although to what extent I did not know.

The second man to leave began to close the door and hesitated for a second
as The Man gave a final instruction.

"Watch the door, do not let anyone in, and do not interrupt me."

With that the door closed and it was now just the three of us alone in the
room.

I looked over at Arturo who was slowly connecting the remaining buttons on
the front of his jeans.  He was looking down as if he did not want to
acknowledge The Man who was now towering in the room over us.

Looking at Arturo the man said, "Hola, Arturo."

"Hola," Arturo replied, still looking down.

"Hola?" The Man asked, with puzzlement in his voice.  "Is that all you have
to say to me?  Just hola?"

The Man then walked slowly over to where Arturo stood.  With his right hand
he reached out and lightly grabbed Arturo's lowered chin and raised it so
that he could look directly into his eyes.

"Arturo, I have told you many times how I want you to address me.  Have you
forgotten already or are you just being disrespectful?"

"No."

"No, what?"

"No, Tio."

A smile slowly stretched across his face as he reached out and grabbed
Arturo's shoulders with his huge hands; holding Arturo out as if he was
being inspected.  "Ah, that is much better.  Your father would be very
upset if he knew his son did not show respect to family."  He then pulled
Arturo's half-bare body into his own and proceeded to squeeze him tightly
into the biggest bear hug I have ever seen.

I watched silently as the two men embraced, or more accurately The Man was
embracing Arturo as Arturo's arms had remained at his side.  I saw that the
top of Arturo's head was no higher than The Man's chest.  Earlier I had the
chance to see Arturo from head to toe and he clearly could hold his own
with any normal sized man.  Arturo's body was ripped with natural muscle
and he was not short by any means.  I was no shrimp myself, but looking at
the two together amplified just how huge The Man was.  Although Arturo's
arms remained at his side I knew that he would not be able to reach
completely around The Man if he had tried to hug him back.

After several seconds The Man released Arturo momentarily only to turn him
around and pull him against him once again, his right arm now draped around
Arturo's bare chest.

The Man bent his head downward and continued his conversation with Arturo.

"It has been a long time since I have seen you, Chico.  I have missed you
so much but you do not look very happy to see me.  Do you think your uncle
would not notice such things?"

Looking around the room again and settling his eyes on the desk where the
mirror still lay he continued.  "Maybe it is that stuff that you put up
your nose.  You know I do not approve of such things.  They are for
cabrones and not for family."

I could see the beginning signs of anger cross his face: lips tightened,
eyes becoming focused on nothing, but intense none the less, when suddenly
he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly leaned his head forwardÉ
and kissed Arturo's head lightly.  In a tender and gentle voice that
sounded foreign coming from such a man.

"It saddens me that you are not happy to see me.  Have you not missed me at
all?"

Although I was only a few feet away from where they stood I could barely
hear Arturo as he whispered, "I have missed you, Tio Maldito."

So this was Maldito, and he was Arturo's uncle?  I didn't want to show the
surprise on my face, so I sat there and said nothing.  I did wonder why his
uncle had called him Arturo and Chico, and I assumed it was some type of
nickname.

As I continued to absorb the reality of what I just heard, Maldito remained
still, not moving his head, still pressed against Arturo's.  His eyes were
closed and the expression on his face was as close to real sadness as any
that I had seen.  Here was a towering man, who from his entrance and his
seriousness tone with his two henchmen, I imagined did not show his
emotions often.  Yet here he was holding Arturo in such an intimate manner
that I felt even more uncomfortable sitting naked in their presence, if
that was at all possible.

"Have you forgotten all that I have done for you, Chico, since your father
left us?  You and your mother had no one, but I was there for the both of
you and I took care of you when you were just a boy."  As he said these
words his arm that held Arturo's chest began to caress it lightly.  "And
please do not call me Maldito.  You know that name is only for those with
whom I do business.  It is a name I am not proud of, but need for those who
must understand that they dare not cross me.  For you Chico, I am simplyÉ
Tio."

"Si, Tio," Arturo replied, his Spanish coming out in pieces.  "I will never
forget what you have done for mother and myself.  I just wish you did not
see me like this.  I am not proud of what I have done.  I thought I was
smart but I was stupid.  I wanted to be like you, but I made mistakes and I
feared you would no longer have anything to do with me."

"Oh, Chico, I will always be here for you.  You are family and nothing
comes between families.  You should know that by now."  Maldito looked up
and around the room and the surroundings.  "However, I must confess I do
not approve of what the Negritos have asked of you.  I will speak to them
tonight, but they have told me what you had done so I cannot demand that
they stop this, as it was not of my making.  I wish you had come to me
earlier and told me of your plans as I would have told you to not get
involved and to go back home to your mother.  But you are no longer a boy,
but a man and your mistakes are your own.  One day maybe you will look back
on this and it will make you stronger.  Only time will tell."

As Maldito spoke I could see a look of shame fall across Arturo's face.
His eyes still appeared dimmed by the drugs he had been taking and it
looked as if he was close to tears, but he managed to hold them back.

"I really have missed you, Tio.  I wanted to see you so bad, but I was just
too ashamed."  Arturo reached up and with both of his hands he grabbed
Maldito's arm that was wrapped tightly across his chest.  "I love you,
Tio."  With that the tears did start to flow and his body became limp, but
remained tightly held in place by the strong and huge armed now holding him
up.

"Compose yourself, Chico.  Everything will be fine eventually.  Plus, you
are here with me now and I have wanted to see you for such a long time.  I
want to enjoy this time together, so no more tears."

Arturo was taking deep breaths, and appeared relieved for the first time
since Maldito entered the room.  Maldito once again was standing up tall,
still holding Arturo against him, and was once again looking around the
room and to my horror his eyes came to focus directly on my own.

"And who are you, may I ask?" he said in a tone that although was calm was
at the same time terrifying.

"Adam," I said.

"No, that is not your name," he replied, still staring at me intently.  "I
will ask you again.  What is your name?"

Confused, and not understanding, I opened my mouth to speak but nothing
came out.

"I will tell you what your name is, as you appear to be confused.  Do you
understand?"

"Yes," I replied, still not understanding.

"Your name is No One.  I repeat.  Your name is No One. Let me hear you say
your name now so that I know you understand."

 "My name is No One," I replied, hesitantly.

"And where are you now?" he asked?

Again I hesitated to answer, not understanding.

"You are nowhere. Do you understand?  Your name is No One and you are
nowhere.  For the rest of your life if anyone asks about anything that you
see today you will say nothing because you are No One and you are nowhere
and because of that you know nothing.  If, after I leave today, I hear the
name Adam, I will know that you have forgotten the name I have given you,
and if you have forgotten your new name you may have also forgotten where
you were today, and if that is the case then I promise you I will find you
and you will wish that you had not forgotten what I have told you.  Do you
understand?"

"Yes, I understand."  And I did understand.

"Arturo, is No One a friend of yours?" asked Maldito.

"Yes, Tio, he is a friend.  I will make sure he remembers what you have
told him."

Again, Maldito looked at me.  "Now that we understand each other I want you
to get up and go sit in the corner on the floor.  I do not want to hear a
word from you.  You will sit there and remember your name and remember
where you are and I will forget that you are here. And I expect you to do
the same.  Now, go sit."

I didn't hesitate and quickly stood up and went to the corner of the room
closest to the door and sat down, crossing my legs and resting my back
against the wall.  Because the bed was in the middle of the room with
mirrors on most of the walls, I could see Maldito and Arturo multiple times
from almost every angle.  Oddly I felt as if I wasn't even in the room, but
instead was watching what was happening as if I was having a strange out of
body experience.  I'm not sure if it was the way that Maldito made it clear
that I could never discuss what was happening, or whether I was just still
in shock as to what I had just witnessed; but I found myself watching the
two of them as if I were nothing more than a camera lens focused on the two
men standing before me.

Maldito had once again focused his attention on Arturo and as I watched he
bent down and still holding his arm across Arturo's chest he bent down and
kissed Arturo's neck lightly, pulling back just a few inches and whispering
into his ear, "Do you remember many years ago, when I would pick you up and
take you back to the casita on the beach and it would be just you and I?
You were not yet changed into a man, but you still wanted to be close to
your Tio.  Do you remember those days?"

"Yes, Tio, I remember," Arturo replied, still running his hands up and down
his uncle's arm.  "I was so proud that you would want to spend time with
me.  It was just you and me and I felt so special."

"I could never replace your father Arturo, but I do try very hard to love
you as much as I know he loved you.  You look so much like him.  It hurts
me sometimes to look at you as it does remind me of the pain of losing my
brother.  But then I am happy that you are still here, with me, and I hope
you love me as you would have loved your father if he were still with us.

"I do love you, Tio.  I was so afraid you would not want anything to do
with me."  Arturo gently pulled himself away from his uncle and turned to
face him.  "I remember the casita and how you would let me help you take
off your tie, and your jacket, andÉ" Arturo's voice trailed off thinking
of things that I could only imagine.

"Do you want to go back to that time, years ago, Chico?"

"Yes, I want to Tio.  I just want to know you truly forgive me for what I
have done."

"I had already forgiven you Chico.  Know that.  I was hoping we could spend
some special time today and it would not be just business with the
Negritos.  No one will come in the door.  I promise you, Chico that we will
be left alone.  You will be safe with me here."

As I sat silently I was mesmerized by what I was hearing.  Just a few hours
earlier I had met this Latino kid wearing baggy jeans and a wife beater
shirt, who had a tough exterior personality to match.  Watching him now
though I no longer saw the tough, hard edged young man, but a kid who
appeared almost childlike in the presence of this huge man who apparently
was his uncle.

I watched as Arturo walked behind his uncle, again noticing how huge the
man was, and as Arturo came behind he reached up, his hands barely able to
reach, and began to pull the jacket off the his uncle's immense shoulders.
The jacket slid down his arms, and with the jacket now in his arms Arturo
carefully folded it in half and walked over to the desk and laid the jacket
on the desk.  He then walked back to his uncle, and now standing in front
of him, he reached up and gently started to disassemble the man's tie until
the knot came undone and Arturo was able to pull it off completely.  Again
he walked over to the desk where he carefully folded the tie and set it
down on the desk.

"You do remember, even though it has been many years, Chico," said Maldito.
"But back then I had to get down on my knees so you could reach my neck.
You were so much smaller back then.  But now look at you.  You are a man
and I no longer need to bend down for you.  I am so glad that I came here
today Arturo to see the man you have grown into."

Arturo reached up to unbutton his uncle's collar.  "I dreamed about you,
Tio for many nights.  I thought I would never get to see you again."

He continued to pull apart the buttons of the dress shirt and as he did so
I was able to see the first glimpses of Maldito's neck, which appeared to
be the same light caramel color as that of Arturo's.  Arturo began to pull
the end of the dress shirt out of his uncle waist so he could undo the
remaining buttons.  When he finished with the last button Arturo reached
first to his uncle's right wrist, and then to the left, removing the
cufflinks.  I could not be certain but the cufflinks looked to be real onyx
and silver.  Although a huge man, he was apparently someone who was just as
big on style.

Arturo then reached up, and with both hands he slowly pulled the shirt off
his uncle's body.  Although I tried to remain as motionless as possible I
could not help that my eyes widened at what I saw.

With his shirt now off, Arturo walked over, folded it carefully, and set it
on the desk.  I barely noticed Arturo walk to the desk as I was hypnotized
by what I saw.  As I expected his muscles were huge but not in the
grotesque way that I often saw on bodybuilders.  Instead, Maldito's body
was thick with muscle, but it was not ripped and cut with veins pushing out
from the skin.  Instead the muscles were solid, smooth, and did not give
the impression of someone who went to the gym out of vanity, but instead of
someone who epitomized pure strength and true masculinity.  His biceps were
the size of my legs and his stomach, although not a six-pack by any means,
was still flat and solid and no doubt I could walk across them and he would
most likely not even notice.

But what caught my attention even more than his massive and hypnotizing
physique was that his chest, arms, stomach and back were completely covered
in tattoos.  With the exception of his hands, neck, and head, there was not
an inch of his upper body that did not have a tattoo carved into his skin.
When he had been dressed you could not see any tattoos, but now that he no
longer had a shirt it was like the suited and huge businessman had been
replaced with this muscled and tattooed gangster god.  If it had been an
earlier era, he no doubt would have left an impression that over time would
have turned his existence into one that would feed the myths that at a time
gods did in fact walk the earth.

I could barely make out the details of the tattoos but of what I could see
were multiple crosses, naked women, dragons, and what I thought at first
was the US flag, but noticed there was only one star.  I quickly thought to
where I had seen such a flag before. It was on a trip I had taken years
earlier to San Juan and I remembered that it was the flag of Puerto Rico.
There were no doubt gang signs also, but I would not have known what they
were.  I had seen men before who were covered in tattoos but none of them
came close to pulling off what Manito achieved; which was giving an
impression that no one would ever forget.  Combined with his huge size, and
his tattooed torso, anyone who met Maldito would no doubt never forget the
time and place they met such an incredible beast of a man.

With his shirt now removed Arturo began to lightly rub his hands over his
uncle's chest, appearing to trace some of the tattoos with his fingers.  I
watched as his right hand settled on a very detailed picture of a man's
face that was drawn on Maldito's chest.  Arturo brushed his fingers over
the man's face and a look of sadness came across his face.

"As I told you Arturo, your father will be with me always, as will you one
day."

Arturo leaned forward, and having to push off slightly with his toes to get
the necessary height, he brought his lips to his uncle's chest and kissed
the tattooed image of the man.

He then pulled back from his uncle, brought his feet back to the ground,
and then slowly he bent at the knees until he was kneeling before his
uncle.  He reached up again, this time to his uncle's buckle, and began to
pull at the leather.

Maldito reached down and gently grabbed Arturo's hand. "Chico, if you
continue you must understand that you are no longer a boy, but a man and I
will treat you as such.  I will not make you do anything you do not wantÉ
if you stop now.  I will take care of the business and leave, and trust me
when I say that I will not be mad at you.  But know if you do continue, I
will expect you to obey me and do what I say, from this point forward.  I
cannot guarantee that I will be able to stop myself once we begin."

With his smaller hand still held by his uncle's massive paw, Arturo looked
up at his uncle and said, "I have dreamed about this for a long time, Tio.
I want your love so much that I will do anything for you.  I have worried
for so long that I would never see you again, that you had forgotten me.
But here you are.  I cannot risk losing you again.  I want you to stay.  I
will not disappoint you."  He then bent forward and rested his forehead on
the fabric of his uncle's slacks.  Pulling back and looking upwards again
he said, "I will not break, Tio.  I will be strong for you and I will make
you proud of me, I promise."  He then brought his head forward again and
pressed his cheek against his uncle's legs.

Maldito looked down at his nephew and said nothing for several seconds.  "I
hope you do make me proud Chico.  Now show me what these Negritos have
taught you since we have last seen each other."

"Sit down uncle so that I can take off your shoes and undress you fully."

Maldito walked to where I had just been sitting and sat on the bed.  His
weight crushed the mattress and it let out a loud squeak of submission.
Arturo stood and then standing before his uncle he began to once again
remove his jeans.  He quickly unbuttoned them and let them slide down to
his ankles and stepped out of them.  He was now standing fully nude, and
fully hard, once again, but this time in front of his uncle who was now
half undressed himself.  He then slowly turned around, showing his uncle
his naked body from all angles, until he faced his uncle once again.

"They have taught you much, I see."

"Yes, Tio."

He stood only a few seconds before getting on his knees and began to untie
his uncle's shoes, pulling them off one-by-one and then doing the same with
his socks.  He then reached up and again started to undo his uncle's belt.
With the belt undone, Arturo unclasped the hinge of his uncle's slacks,
grabbed the zipper, and pulled it down.  With his slacks now undone Arturo
reached down and pulled on the pant legs.  Maldito helped by pressing his
hands to his sides and lifting his weight off the bed allowing the slacks
to be pulled off completely.  Once again Arturo carefully folded the
slacks, and getting up walked over set them on the desk.

Not surprisingly, I thought, Maldito was wearing boxers that ran halfway
down his thighs and I briefly wondered where a man would buy boxers that
were this huge as my own would no doubt even fit on one of his legs.  As
Arturo returned to the bed Maldito stood up and Arturo once again went down
to his knees.  When he stood up I thought I had seen some movement in his
boxers, but surprisingly I did not see anything poking up from the cloth.

Even sitting up on his knees Arturo had to reach up with his arms to get
his fingers around the edges of his uncle's boxers, and with his head at
the level of his uncle's thighs he began to pull down the boxers.

From my angle in the corner I could see directly in between the two as
Arturo's hands pulled the boxers down to the point where I first saw
Maldito's jet black pubes.  He continued pulling downward and I saw the
first glimpse of the base of his cock.  Even from my distance I could see
the thickness of Maldito's cock was thicker than my wrist.  As Arturo
continued to pull down the boxers more, and more of his uncle's cock was
exposed, the thickness of his cock did not diminish, and if anything it
looked to be thicker in the middle.  Arturo had his uncle's boxers down far
enough where I could now clearly see his entire huge bubble ass, but still
his cock had not yet come completely free.  Finally, with the boxers how
almost halfway down his thighs, the head of Maldito's cock finally came
into view.  Arturo then quickly pulled the boxers down to the floor where
Maldito quickly stepped out of them.

I was already transfixed at the length and thickness of Maldito's cock
before I even saw the head.  As expected he was uncut, but instead of his
cockhead thinning at the end, it instead exploded in size.  When I toyed
around with some of the websites men used to hook up I often found guys who
would describe their cock as having a `mushroom' head.  When they posted
pictures, what I found more often than not was that men used this
description to make up for the size of their cock in other areas.  I saw
pictures of small cocks where the head was bigger, but by no means would
anyone describe the cock as `big' or `huge'.  This was not the case today.
What I saw hanging from Maldito's waist was not only the biggest cock I had
ever seen, it was the biggest head on a cock I had ever seen.  I doubted he
would ever think of describing his cock as having a mushroom head, or if he
did describe the size he would describe it in the way that I thought more
fitting, which was that it was the size of my fist.

As I sat there in a trance-like state I watched as Arturo reached up and
with both his hands he grabbed his uncle's cock.  Even with both his hands
clasped on the massive thing hanging between his uncle's thighs, I noticed
that still more than half of the cock was exposed.  It was only then when I
realized that his cock was still not hard.

"Did you remember how much you liked to play with it when you were
younger?" asked Maldito.

"I remember.  You let me touch it like I'm doing now."

"Does it anger you now knowing what we did years ago?

"No, Tio.  I remember feeling special that we could be so close and that it
was our secret."

"We just lay on the bed together and I let you explore and play.  I did not
do anything else but sit back and watch and you laughed at how much bigger
I was than you.  Your body and your mind were not ready for anything more."

"I'm ready for more now, Tio.  I want more.  I've thought about it for so
long and there has been no one like you, no one even close."

"I believe you, Chico.  I know more about what you have been doing than you
know.  I have always kept an eye on what you were doing.  As I told you
earlier, I do not like what you have been doing lately but maybe in some
way it has prepared you for today.  I am looking at you now and I no longer
see the little boy who liked to nap at my side in the afternoon.  I see a
young man that has filled out nicely.  You will of course never be as big
as your Tio, but very few men are."

As Maldito finished talking Arturo's hands kept rubbing the huge cock that
was hanging in front of him.  He reached forward with his mouth and brought
the head of his uncle's cock to his mouth.  There was no chance that the
cock would fit in his mouth, or anyone else for that matter.  It was simply
too big.  But still Arturo kissed it and eventually brought out his tongue
and licked at the sides.  The foreskin was still wrapped around the head of
his cock and as I watched Arturo opened his mouth wide and sucked in a
mouthful of the dark brown skin.  I had seen porn where a man would suck a
guy's balls into his mouth and this looked very similar, but instead of
balls filling and bulging inside Arturo's cheeks, it was just the foreskin
of his uncle's massive cock.

Arturo continued to suck and munch on the hefty skin that was wrapped
around Maldito's still hidden cockhead.  After just about a minute Maldito
reached down, grabbed Arturo under his arms, and as if he didn't weigh an
ounce, pulled Arturo off his knees and set him back onto his feet.

"Although that feels good, Chico, and I do love to look down at you as you
do it, I do not enjoy my cock sucked.  I learned years before I hit puberty
that I was both blessed and cursed and that I would never feel the warmth
of a mouth taking all of me in.  So instead come lay with me on the bed,
will you?"

Maldito then walked to the side of the bed, laying down on his side, and
moving to the center of the bed.  His feet hung off the edge of the bed by
more than a foot.  "Come sit on my stomach like you did many years ago."

Arturo climbed on the bed, and lifting one leg he stretched his knees and
thighs wide as he straddled his uncle.  As he climbed on top his uncle I
continued to watch from the corner, still able to see everything that was
now taking place on the bed and not in front of it.

Arturo was straddling his uncle's body so that his face was directly above
his uncle's.  Once again I found myself in awe as I saw the size difference
between the two.  In order to have his head level with his uncle Arturo was
so far up on his body that I could clearly his uncle's his belly button
directly behind Arturo's ass.  I also noticed that although Arturo's legs
were stretched wide his knees did not touch the mattress and in essence his
entire weight was resting on his uncle's upper torso.  As I watched, Arturo
put his hands flat on the mattress on both sides of his uncle's head in
what appeared to be an attempt to take some of his weight off his uncle. I
doubted his uncle noticed the weight of his nephew on top of him, anymore
than a full-grown man would feel the weight of a cat as it napped on his
chest.

I looked down and saw that Maldito's cock was still soft and had fallen
sideways against his right thigh.  I wondered if Maldito suffered from what
I head other men suffered who also had big dicks, which was that they often
had a difficult time getting hard.  When Arturo had been sucking on his
foreskin it did not appear to respond to the attention either.  Now, as
Arturo straddled him, I saw that his cock was still huge, but still quite
soft.

As I watched, Arturo leaned his head forward and carefully put his lips
against his uncle's.  He did it with some hesitation; as if he was
concerned his uncle would turn him away.  He had no reason to be concerned
though as Maldito reached up and with his right hand he grabbed Arturo's
head from behind and pulled it down to his own, and as I watched his lips
wrapped around Arturo's and smothered them with his own.  The way his uncle
kissed him was not as tender as I expected, but Arturo did not seem to mind
and began to kiss his uncle with even more enthusiasm.

With his other hand Maldito reached up and began to stroke his nephew's
back, rubbing his hand up and down Arturo's lean and fit back.  After only
kissing for a few seconds I could see Maldito's body start to move slowly
and begin to gyrate.  He removed his hand from the back of Arturo's head
and now with both hands he began caressing Arturo's back with more gusto.
At first his hands were mostly at Arturo's shoulders, but slowly Maldito's
hands moved lower and lower until he had grasped both of Arturo's ass
cheeks and began to pull them apart.

It was then that I noticed that his cock was no longer resting limp on his
thigh.

As I watched Maldito's cock, I couldn't help but think of the many times my
family had gone to my grandparent's farm.  They owned a huge house in the
country and it included a barn where they raised a few horses that the
family would ride for pleasure.  They had a few mares and a gelding but
they also kept one stallion for breeding.  I remember walking through the
stables one day when they were putting the mares back in the barn after an
afternoon ride.  As they walked the horses I happened to notice the
stallion and I saw the horse `drop'.  What had just been a soft mound of
tissue was suddenly this two-foot long massive thing that was jutting and
bouncing in all directions.  It was so startling at the time but apparently
it was very normal to everyone else and I did not ask what was happening.
As I now sat in the corner, watching as Arturo was kissing his uncle, and
his uncle was pulling his nephew's ass cheeks apart, I saw Maldito's cock
do almost the exact same thing that I had seen the stallion do years
earlier.

Without touching it, his cock first rolled off his thigh and then very soon
it began to lengthen and stretch and within 30 seconds it was rock hard and
pushing up against Arturo's asshole, which was now very exposed due to his
uncle's hands pulling his cheeks apart.  His cock looked like it was
starting to bend, pushing against Arturo's hole, and as if he had done it
hundreds of times before, Maldito reached down with his right hand and
quickly lifted his cock so it was no longer poking as Arturo's ass but
instead rest on his lower back.

I had measured my own cock and I knew that I had 7 solid inches when hard.
What I saw resting on Arturo's lower back was more than double what I had
in length and even more so in thickness.  I had heard that there were men
out there that did not do porn, that kept to them, that did not brag about
their size, but had cocks that were 15 plus inches.  I never believed they
existed.  I thought it was purely the fantasy of men who dreamed of such
men.  A week earlier I thought that I had ran into two freakishly huge
black men.  However, looking at the smaller frame of Arturo straddling his
huge uncle, I knew that the true freak of nature was on that bed and I
wondered if Arturo had any idea what he was getting himself into.

Maldito's body had continued to grind underneath Arturo and his hands had
begun to grab Arturo's ass cheeks harder and harder.  It had started subtle
between the two of them but within a few minutes I could tell that the
testosterone was flowing heavy between the two.  Not only was Maldito's
body starting to grind harder on the bed, but Arturo had started to gyrate
his hips and push them back against the monster cock that he surely could
feel rubbing against his back.  Eventually Arturo reached back with one
hand and grasped the cock around the head.

"Oh my god Tio, you are so big," said Arturo, who clearly was surprised as
he pulled his head back from his uncle.

"You told me you would not break, and I believed you.  I will not be able
to stop myself much longer if we continue.  Are you sure you want what your
Tio is offering as much as you say?  I can promise you that you will never
forget this day if we continue, and that your life will change in ways you
cannot imagine."

I watched Arturo's face as he hesitated a few seconds.  I wondered if the
thoughts that were going through his mind were the same thoughts I had just
a week earlier.  He was definitely getting to the point of no return and I
could see his mind racing with both lust and fear.  We had not had the
chance to talk about it but I had no doubt that he had also been Martin and
Jake's boy toy, along with who knew how many other guys he had been forced
to have sex with.  His earlier `straight' act was clearly in doubt, but the
odd relationship between him and his uncle appeared to not be only
physical, or at least it was not purely sexual.  I clearly did not
understand the complex relationship that they had when Arturo was younger,
when he had apparently lost his father.  But as I watched Arturo earlier,
as his uncle first entered the room, I saw someone who wanted more than
anything to have forgiveness and approval.

What I saw happening on the bed now though was clearly becoming much more
complicated, as both men thought through the consequences of their actions
if they proceeded forward. I watched as Arturo struggled with conflicted
feelings, and after a few seconds that seemed like minutes, Arturo
apparently had come to his decision.

"Make me a man, Tio.  Make me your man."

With that he again leaned forward, and no longer holding back his feelings,
both mental and physical, he proceeded to kiss his uncle with a passion
that bordered on frenzy.  I briefly wondered if he still felt the effects
of the drugs he had been snorting earlier.  I doubted if they would have
left his system so soon.

His uncle also picked up the pace, kissing Arturo in return just as
aggressively.

"So you want to be my little man, Chico?  So be it.  I will show you how to
be a real man."

Suddenly Maldito lifted his right hand and brought it down on Arturo's ass.
His hand was so big that it easily covered one of Arturo's ass cheeks
completely, and where it landed I saw a red mark begin to surface almost
immediately.  I could see the jolt of surprise pulse through Arturo body as
Maldito's hand landed.

"You have awoken me Chico.  You will not be able to calm me now."  I saw
his hand pull back again and he brought it down hard once again.  "You may
have thought you had been taught obedience by these Negritos, but you do
not know true obedience.  You will learn this today."  Again, he brought
his hand down on Arturo's ass and once again I saw Arturo's body go tense.
"A boy becomes a man only when he has been tested by a better man and has
succeeded.  Only then will you know what it is like to be a man in a man's
world."  Again the hand came down and the sound of the smack made my body
wince.  "You may rule others, but only after you have been ruled yourself.
Your obedience will instill the same in others, but you will only learn by
giving in to me first.  Do you understand, Chico?"  Again, the hand came
down hard on Arturo's ass, which was now as red as blood.

I watched Arturo as a look of determination came across his face.  He was
listening to his uncle and with each smack his eyes would briefly open wide
in pain but they would not close.  He continued to look directly into his
uncle's eyes, never turning his gaze away, as his uncle explained his
version of how the world worked and how men like him worked within it.

"I will break you Chico, even though you may think you cannot be.  It is
because I love you that I will do this.  I will not hold back and you will
thank me for it" He paused for a few seconds before continuing.  "If not
todayÉ one day."

Maldito brought both his hands forward, and pressing against Arturo's chest
he pushed his nephew upward so that he was sitting upright.  Maldito
stopped grinding his body and reaching to his side he grabbed both of
Arturo's wrists in his own and pulled them tight in front of him.

"As I look at you now I can't help but see your father in your eyes.  You
look so much like him that it pains me to know what I must do."

He then brought his hands together and using just one hand he easily held
both of Arturo's wrists together.

"I will do to you what I did to him many years ago when he was no older
than you.  He hated me for itÉ for a time.  I was only 8 years older
than him, but he had no idea what was waiting for him once he got away from
the home that I had made for him.  He thought our father provided for us,
but our father provided nothing.  It was always me that provided for us
all.  His father was not even my own.  Did you know that, Chico?"

I saw that Arturo was listening, but the look in his face began to show
signs of concern and also confusion.

"Your father had no idea that the roof over his head and the food on his
plate came from me.  From me doing terrible things to people who paid me to
do such things.  He didn't see the things that I had to do, instead
believing the lies that our mother repeated and the silence of his father
who let such lies go unchallenged.  His father was weak and I saw in your
father a man who would also be weak unless I showed him a world where it
was not not pretty, not simple and definitelyÉ not easy."

I watched as Arturo just listened, saying nothing, while his uncle rolled
to the side, keeping Arturo's hands in one of his own.  Arturo soon was on
his side as well, having slid off his uncle.  He was on his side
momentarily before his uncle simultaneously pulled his hands above his head
and used his free hand to roll Arturo onto his stomach.  Maldito had
managed to keep Arturo in the center and head of the bed, and the way that
he did it was seamless, as if he had done it many times before.

"Your father would not talk to me for several years.  Did he ever tell you
that?  No?  I'm not surprised.  As much as I had hoped he would listen and
learn from me, and to understand the blood that rain through my veins, I
should not have been surprised when he did not.  You see we did not share
the same proud heritage of my father.  A man he did not know, but someone
from whom he would have learned so much.  My father died years before your
dad was born.  Did you know that?  No?  There are so many things you do not
know evidently."

Maldito reached up and grabbed Arturo's wrists once again.  He first pulled
them to his side, and then behind his back, where once again with one hand
he held them together in a grip that I doubted even the strongest man could
release himself from.

"I tried again and again to get your father to see the world the way it
really is.  He was my younger brother and even though we did not share the
same father he was still my brother.  He was family.  But he refused to
listen.  Instead he continued to play a small man's game and one day he was
sloppy, he did not do his homework, he did not understand that he was
running with a crowd that would spot his bullshit so easily.  That was the
day your father did not come home and it will be a day I will never forget.
I failed him, and because of that I will never forgive myself. "

Arturo's head was to the side and I could barely make out his words.

"Uncle.  Please uncle, I didn't know.  Why are you doing this?"

Keeping his hand firmly wrapped around Arturo's wrists, Maldito now picked
up his knee, lifting it across the bed.  Their positions now reversed, as
he now straddled his nephew.

I had been listening to their conversation so intently that I did not
notice Maldito's cock.  I looked down from his face and I saw that it was
now rock hard; the length went from beneath Arturo's balls to several
inches above the top of Arturo's upturned ass cheeks, resting heavily on
his lower back.

"I told you that I was keeping watch over you.  I always have.  You don't
know how disappointed I was when I found out the petty crimes you were
involved in.  But I kept my distance, hoping that you would learn that your
choices were ending in nothing but bad consequences, and you would
eventually change your ways.  But you did not learn.  Instead you continued
to make poor decisions until one day I find out your judgment was not as
good as I had hoped.  Even worse I find out you are being forced to do
depraved thingsÉ with Negritos no less.  Do you know how just walking in
this shithole has made me almost sick to my stomach?  Do you know how
careful I had to be to arrange just to come here and find out for myself if
you had indeed fallen as low as I heard?"

"I'm sorry uncle.  I thought you said you had forgiven me."  The look on
Arturo's face continued to show confusion, but in addition betrayal had
been added to the mix as he realized his uncle was not quite as forgiving
as he had first let on.

"Oh, Arturo, I have forgiven you.  I have not lied to you with anything
that I have said today.  But I fear forgiving you may not be enough.  I had
a chance years ago to save your father and I did not.  I will not make that
same mistake today.  You will learn to obey, and then, and only then, will
you stand a chance at rising to the level of what I expect from you.  And
if to get you to obey I must have you fear me, then so be it.  If I did
nothing, you would be found in a ditch one day, with a bullet to your
brainÉ or worse.  I will not let that happen againÉ not to family."

Suddenly Maldito looked to where I still sat motionless.

"You, No One.  Go to the door and tell one of my men that to bring my bag."
I hesitated for merely a second.  "Now, No One.  If I have to ask you again
you will not be pleased."

I quickly got up and walked to the door that was only a few feet from where
I sat.  I opened the door just a crack and standing in the small hallway
were the two goons who had previously been in the room.  They were both
standing in a position that sent a message to anyone at the party that this
room was to be avoided at all costs.

"He wants his bag," I said in a low voice, hoping that no one else would
hear me but the two men.  The man closest do the door turned his head
slightly in my direction, nodded, and then reached behind him and closed
the door.  I stood there for a second before turning around and walking
back to my corner.

"I think he's getting it, Sir," I told Maldito, with my head down and
making sure that I did not make eye contact.

"Thank you, No One."

I began to sit down when Maldito spoke once again.

"Please, come sit in the chair, No One.  I was harsh with you earlier but
it was not you who I was angry with and I apologize.  So come, sit."

I did as he told, and walked to the other side of the room where the desk
was located and sat in the chair that was sitting next to it.

"I may also need your assistance, so please do pay attention, No One."

In my new position I was much closer to the bed, only a few feet, and I
could see Arturo up close as his head was turned to his side facing me.
His expression had not changed. He was still very aware that his uncle had
turned the tables on him and that he was in more trouble than he first
imagined.  Our eyes met briefly, but he looked away quickly.  I thought
that once again I saw a look of shame come across his face as he waited for
his uncle to proceed with his plans.

I heard a noise and looked over to see one of the men walk in the room and
in his hand was a black leather bag.  It was a small, no longer than two
feet in length, with a zipper that ran across the top and between the two
handles.

"Put it next to me, on the bed," Maldito requested, and the man did as he
was told, and then quickly turned around and walked out of the room.

"No One, open the bag please.  Better yet, bring the chair over here so you
are closer."

I got up, bringing the chair with me, and sat next to the bed as he
requested.  I reached across to the bag and pulled the zipper open.

"Be careful No One.  When I ask that you get me something be sure to get
only what I request.  You could hurt yourself if you are not careful and
accidently grab something that you should not.  Now, look in the bag and
give me my handcuffs.  They are not metal like the ones you see on TV, but
are soft and black and made of Velcro."

I pulled the bag apart so that I could see inside and I easily spotted what
he wanted, but I also saw things that I wish I hadn't.  There were silver
and sharp things that one would expect to see only in their worst
nightmares.  Just like his two accomplices he also had a gun in the bag,
similar to the one I had previously seen.  As I reached down to grab the
handcuffs I made sure to not come close to the scary instruments, or the
gun.  As I pulled out the handcuffs I saw that they were made of nothing
but fabric and the two holes where the wrists went were sewn together in
the middle.  I handed them to Maldito, who took them and quickly pulled the
Velcro back from each wrist restraint.  He placed Arturo's wrists in the
holes and then pulled the Velcro straps tight, so that when he was done
Arturo's hands were now tied tightly behind his back.

I sat back in the chair and as soon as Arturo's hands were bound Maldito
rolled to his side, facing Arturo and myself.  He kept his right hand and
arm across Arturo's back and started to gently run his hand up and down his
back, including his ass.

"No One, there is a container with a lid.  Please get it, take off the lid,
and set it next to me."

I looked in the bag and there was a black canister the size of a small
coffee can.  I pulled it out and screwed off the lid.  Inside was what
looked like a clear jelly but I couldn't tell what it was.  It did not have
any smell.  I set the canister next to Arturo where I knew Maldito could
reach it.

Talking again to Arturo, Maldito continued.

"Are you ready to be my man Chico?  Does not matter, because I will take
you even if you are not.  Very few men can take me without screaming.  Do I
need to worry that you will scream nephew?"

"I don't know Tio, you are scaring me."

"You should have thought about that earlier.  Too many men get in in over
their heads, and every time they do not realize it until it is too late.
Maybe now you will think twice before getting into situations where your
only hope is that your Tio come and save you.  Do you want to be saved
Chico?"

"Yes, Tio, but I can take care of myself.  I promise."

"You say this but I'm looking at a boy who I have tied up and is on his
stomach and is unable to move.  I do not think you can take care of
yourself at all, Chico.  But what is it that people always say?  Ah, yes.
It is never too late to learn new things.  Today we will see if that is
indeed true."

Maldito reached over and with two of his large fingers he reached into the
canister and scooped up a gob of the clear liquid.  It was thicker than it
looked and he was able to get a couple of tablespoons of the goo on his
fingers.  He then brought his hand over to his nephews upturned ass.

"Now Arturo, it is time for you prove to me if you are indeed a man, or the
boy I have been hearing about who needs his uncle to come and save him.  If
you want me to stop, simply tell me.  However, if you are indeed a man who
can now take care of himself I want you to prove it."

He then put his two fingers against Arturo's hole and started to spread the
lube around his hole.

Still looking at his nephew's hole and not looking up he said, "No One, is
there still some of that stuff my nephew likes to put up his nose?"

 "Yes, there is still some on the mirror," I said, looking over and seeing
on the mirror the two lines that Arturo had prepared earlier.

"Bring me the mirror, then."

I got up from the chair, picked up the mirror, making sure that I did not
spill the powder, went back and sat down, and held the mirror out to
Maldito.

Maldito reached over with one of his greased up fingers and ran it down one
of the lines.  Up close I realized just how big his hands were.  They were
over twice the size of my own and just one of his fingers was as big as
some of the cocks that I saw swinging from between men's legs at the gym.
The powder easily stuck to his finger. Without any warning he then took his
drug coated, cock-sized finger, brought it back to Arturo's hole, and
quickly jammed it up Arturo's hole."

"Aye, Tio!" yelled Arturo, his body immediately went tense."

"I thought you liked this nephew?  I hear you can't go a day without your
new little powdery friend?  What would your father say if he could see you
now?"  Maldito quickly pulled out his finger and I could see that most of
the powder was no longer there.  He then reached over and once again ran
his finger down the remaining line of powder, and bringing it back to
Arturo's ass he plunged his huge finger back into the hole that was now not
only coated with lube, but with a powder mix that appeared to be dissolving
into the liquid, and into Arturo's ass.

"Please uncle, it stings!" Arturo begged.

"And do not think I am stupid Chico.  I know that you do not just put this
stuff up your nose.  I hear that you have learned of quite a few tricks
where you can put this stuff.  I understand that you do many crazy things
when someone else supplies you with what you want.  Is this not true?"

"No, Tio.  I never do anything but snort it.  I only take it when I want,
Tio.  I always pay for my own.  I never let anyone do anything that I don't
want."  Arturo's breathing had become more rapid and he continued to have a
stunned look on his face.

Maldito bowed his head for a moment.  "Arturo, do you think I would accuse
you if I was not certain?"  He continued to keep his finger in his nephew's
hole and began to push it in and out as he continued to speak.  "Did you
know that those Negritos have proof of what you have done?  Do you know how
I ashamed I was when they showed me?"  He continued to fuck his nephew's
hole with his finger and suddenly he jammed his other finger into his
nephew's hole.

Arturo turned his face into the bed and moaned loudly.  I was not sure if
it was in painÉ or pleasure.

"They even thought they could get me to pay them and threatened that they
would show this to people who I do business with.  I listened to what they
had to say and even smiled in agreement that of course I could not let
anyone see my nephew in such compromising positions.  It would be shame to
my familyÉ and of course bad business.

"I agreed to give them the money they requested, which was a small amount,
but they were too stupid to know that the money they requested is nothing
to me.  They are small thugs and do not know who they are dealing with.
Like your father, they have not done their homework.  If they had they
would never have approached you, let alone came to me afterwards.  You do
business with fools Arturo."

Maldito began to not only push and pull his fingers, but also twist them
side-to-side in his nephew's hole.  Arturo kept his face down and continued
to grown.  I did notice that his ass cheeks were no longer clenched, as
they first were when his uncle plunged his lubed finger in his hole.

"So I come here today, not only to close the loop into this mess you have
created, but also to try one last time to show you that there is only one
person who can save you now."

He reached over again to the jar of lube and this time he scooped up an
entire handful.  He brought his hand to his cock and ran the palm of his
hand down his cock, covering the top of his massive cock from the base to
the head.  He then began to twist his hand around his cock, coating the
lube on all sides.  He needed to reach over again and into the jar to get
more lube to finish the process until his entire cock was now glistening
with lube.

"Are you ready, my little nephew?  You say you have dreamed of me, but this
is no longer a dream.  I wonder if in your dreams you found yourself
screaming?"

Arturo slowly turned his head to the side.  I could see his eyes had once
again begun to gloss over.  There was even a small amount of drool that was
dripping out of his mouth and landing on the white sheet.

"Uncle, I promised you I would do anything for you. I no longer care if I
live or die.  But if I must die, I pray that it will be at your hands, and
no others.  Just please forgive me, Tio.  If I know that I have your
forgiveness I will never betray you again.  And if I must give my body to
you to find forgiveness, then I beg that you take me now.  Please, Tio.
Fuck me now and forgive me."

As he said these things I saw that his ass has began to move underneath his
uncle.  I had wondered if the drugs would have some effect as they were put
directly into his ass.  As I watched him begin to grind, pushing his ass
back toward his uncle, I began to realize that they most likely did.
Again, I looked into his eyes and although they were open I could tell they
were focused on nothing but whatever feelings he was generating in his mind
and his hole.

"You say you want me inside you.  We will now find out."

Maldito started to lower himself in position, and realizing that Arturo was
too high on the bed he reached down, and with both hands he lifted Arturo's
hips completely off the bed and moved him a good food lower on the bed.
The back of Arturo's head was now underneath Maldito's chest but his ass
was now lined up with the monster cock that was now rock hard and coated
with lube.

Lowering himself to his elbows and grasping the top of the bed with his
hands he looked over to me and asked, "No One, guide me in my nephew, will
you?"

Maldito's knees were resting on the bed and his hips were poised in the
air.  Even with his hips pushed off the bed, his cock still hung down and
was touching the bed right below Arturo's now greased and drugged up hole.

I reached forward with my left hand and grabbed his cock several inches
behind the head.  I could not get my fingers around it.  Not even close.  I
had thought the two cocks that ravaged my hole a week earlier were huge,
and they were, but this was nothing like them.  If combined, the two black
cocks would be close to the thickness of this Latino monster I held in my
hand.

I lifted his cock off the bed and I could feel the actual weight of it.
Maldito moved slightly as well to help position himself as I brought the
head of his cock and positioned it at the entrance to Arturo's hole.  As
the head pushed through Arturo's bubble cheeks my eyes widened when the
reality of just how big Maldito's cock was compared to the smooth, small
bubble butt beneath it.  The only thing that I had seen come close to what
I now saw before me was when I watched videos of some guys get fisted.  You
would see the fist and you couldn't imagine it going into the hole, but
eventually it would.  I rarely watched those types of videos because I
thought they were just to freaky and there must be something incredibly
wrong with guys who got into such things.  Now, however, I was going to see
something even worse.

"Here I come for you my little one," Maldito said.  Looking over to me
again he continued. "And No One, do not let go of my manhood.  You will
need to hold it tightly in place otherwise it will slip and it will not go
in.  If you need to you can use both hands.  Just do not let go, No One."

I did as I was told and I clamped down harder on Maldito's cock, but if it
hurt him he did not show it.

I could feel the pressure as Maldito began to lower his weight, and his
cock, onto his nephew.  As he had predicted I had to use the muscles in my
arm to keep the cock from sliding away from Arturo's hole.  It was harder
than I thought.  As he continued to lower his body I could see his cock
pushing against Arturo's ass, and the mattress begin to press down
underneath Arturo's waist.

I looked at Arturo's face and he started to come out of his daze as he felt
the massive cock press down onto him.  His eyes widened and I could see the
muscles in his arms start to engage as he tried to move them.  I wondered
if he had momentarily forgotten that his hands were handcuffed behind him
as he continued to try and pull his hands apart.  I noticed that his ass
cheeks were once again clenching closed, trying to keep his uncle's cock
from going any further.  He tried to scoot up on the bed using his legs but
Maldito quickly brought his own legs together, in essence pinching Arturo's
legs together with his own and removing any chance he had to get away.

"AhhhÉTio!  It's too big Tio!  It's too big!" Arturo began to yell.

"I do this because I love you Chico, not because I enjoy it; although you
do bring back so many memories of your father.  He tried to get away from
me like you are now.  You have done many men Chico, but you have not taken
a true man until now.  As I said earlierÉ you will thank me for this one
day."

I felt the pressure of Maldito's cock push harderÉ downward and it took
a surprising amount of strength for me to hold his cock in place as it
wanted to slide away from Arturo's hole which continued to fight back.

"I told you that I would stop if you asked, but I don't think I can stop
now Chico.  I want you too much."

My arm was shaking to hold his cock in place and I was ready to reach in
with my other to stabilize it, when sudden there was a slight give and I
felt Maldito's cock move forward several inches.

Even with his uncle's body locking him into place I saw Arturo's body
tighten up like a board.  Out of his mouth escaped not a scream but a moan
so guttural that I doubted I would hear such a sound again for the rest of
my life.

I looked to where Maldito's cock met his nephew's ass and the head of his
cock had slipped in entirely.  His ass was now spread apart with a cock
that was now several inches buried in his hole.  Again I thought back to
those few fisting videos I had seen but instead of an arm jutting out from
his hole it was a horse cock that was wide enough to keep his ass cheeks
spread entirely apart.

"Are you still with me my dear nephew?" asked Maldito.

Arturo continued a low moan, his eyes open, but staring into nothingness.
I'm not sure if he even heard his uncle.

"There are many who pass out with me in them, Chico.  I am so proud that
you are not one of them.  Although it would not be necessary that you be
awake, but even so I'm glad that you are.  Now, let me see if you are still
in one piece."

He then pulled back suddenly and with an audible pop he pulled his cock
roughly out of his nephew's ass.  This time Arturo did scream, although it
was short and ended with him closing his eyes for a few seconds where I
thought he might have in fact passed out.  However, after a few seconds his
eyes opened again and he continued to moan.  I noticed there were now tears
streaming down his cheeks and face and his moaning slowly turned into a
light weeping noise.

I watched as Maldito lifted himself up and off his nephew's body.

"No One, please look and tell me if you see any serious damage?"

I had to lean in close as the lube was still coating his cock and it was
difficult to see if there was anything else mixing in with the lube.  I
also needed to get a better angle to I could see Arturo's hole.

"No blood," I replied, although I could see that Arturo's hole was purple
around the edges, puffy, and looked raw.

"Ah, that is good.  We can now continue then.  Are you ready for more
nephew?"

Turning his head sideways as far as possible so that he could look at his
uncle, Arturo replied, "Tio, I'm sorry.  Please, I'm so sorry."  His words
came out choked, as if his throat had also had been ravaged.

"If you are truly sorry you will take all of me in.  You need to stop
fighting me now, and always.  Once you do that I can promise you that you
will never fear anyone, or anything, again.  You will know that you can do
anything and you'll never, ever, let yourself get used by anyone other than
someone who truly loves you.  Do you understand Arturo?"

I was still grabbing Maldito's cock and noticed that it had remained as
solid as marble.  I wondered if some of the powder could have possibly been
absorbed into Maldito's cock, and if so, what it would do.

"Do you promise you'll always love me, Tio?"

"I do promise, Chico.  Now show me that you want me once again inside you.
Maybe that powder that you so love is starting to work a little on your
hole, no?  I am not as ignorant to what boys like you do with this powder.
I do not approve, but if it makes it easier to take your Tio, then I will
allow it. "

He turned and then looked to me.  "Rub his hole with my cock, No One.  Let
me see if he is truly ready for more."

I lifted his cock once again and positioned it on Arturo's hole.  I started
to rub his cock on Arturo's hole, moving it up and down and in circles.

"Now Arturo, if you promise to stay in place I will untie your hands.  I
know this is uncomfortable for you, but you must promise me that you will
not try and get away."

"I promise, Tio," Arturo replied meekly, but what also sounded like some
relief in his voice.

Maldito reached down and with his right hand he pulled the Velcro apart,
which allowed Arturo's wrists to become free.

"Now grab the edge of the mattress in front of you and do not let go.  Do
you understand, Chico?"

"Yes, Tio."

Arturo then slowly moved his arms from around his back and then reached up
and grabbed the top edge of the mattress with his hands.  Once again I
noticed the size difference between the two, as Arturo's arms were
stretched out straight but his uncle was still on his elbows, both holding
on to the edge of the mattress.  I noticed that except for his legs, which
were pinned between his uncles, that Arturo's body was completely covered
by his uncle's shadow.

"Show me nephew that you want more.  Let me see what these Negritos have
taught you."

Even though his face was still streaked with tears and he looked like he
was on the edge of exhaustion, Arturo started to grind his hips and ass
against his uncle's cock.

"That's good Arturo, but show your uncle that you really want it."

I saw Arturo's fingers grip the edge of the mattress harder and he started
to move his hips with more rhythm and what appeared to be an actual lust
for the cock that had just nearly split him apart just a few minutes
earlier.

"The negritos, they say that you have fucked many men at once, and that you
beg them for more, and that you do not even care who fucks you.  Is that
true?"

There was a look of shame again as Arturo thought how he would answer.

"I have uncle, but I don't understand why I do it and it's only been when
I'm high. I feel bad later, after I realized what I've done.  But I don't
remember everything.  It's very fuzzy when I do those things."

"But that hunger when you are begging for cockÉ do you remember that
now?  Do I bring back any of those feelings Chico?"

Arturo had continued to move his hips and I had kept the pressure of
Maldito's cock on his hole.

"Yes, Tio.  I remember how hungry my ass feels when so many men use me.
It's starting to feel that way now.  I just want more and more and I can't
help myself.  It is a hunger that never goes away."

"So, tell me then, Chico.  What do you want me to do now?  Be careful
though, because I may just do itÉ"

Again, Arturo looked over his shoulder as far as possible so he could look
at his uncle.  Any earlier shame was clearly gone and in it's place was a
lust, a true hunger, that I had not seen before other than in myself when I
looked in the mirror a week earlier as I gave in to men who would do
anything they wanted with me.

"Fuck me, Tio.  I am ready to be a real man and I will prove to you that I
can handle all of you, Tio."

Arturo's gyrations were now in full swing and I was amazed at the
difference between just minutes earlier when he was begging his uncle to
stop and here he was now begging for his uncle to continue."

"Fuck me, Tio.  And I want it hard.  Make me learn to take it, Tio."

I continued to hold Maldito's cock in place as once again I felt him shift
and once again get in place.

"I think you are ready also, nephew.  But it is not just you and I, Chico
who are here.  Let me ask your friend."  Looking over at me, and this time
I did not look down as our eyes met, he asked.  "So tell me, No One.  What
do you think I should do?"

I looked at the entire view in front of me.  My previously cocky Latino
teen who had met me at the park earlier was now on his stomach, his legs
squeezed together, his hands gripping the edge of the bed, and a look of
crazed lust on his face mixed with his tears.  I looked at the man who
towered over him, covered in tattoos and muscle, who's horse sized cock was
positioned at the edge of Arturo's that was now quivering and shaking.  I
looked back at Maldito, and with a serious but honest voice I told him what
he should do.

"Fuck him.  Fuck him hard."

And with that Maldito looked back down at his nephew who was still looking
over his shoulder and said, "You heard the man."

He then pushed forward and I felt his cock slide through my fingers as I
held it in place.  Again Arturo's ass did not give in easily.  The bed
squeaked as the weight and force of Maldito's cock pushed through Arturo's
body and into the mattress.  I watched as Arturo's head turned to face the
mattress and again he buried his face in it.

"More lube, No One," Maldito asked, and I quickly removed my hand and
grabbed more of the clear goo from the container before bringing it back
and coating the huge cock. I pushed my fingers to the head of his cock also
where I did my best to coat its now uncovered head.

And that's when it started to disappear into Arturo's body.

The low moan escaping Arturo's mouth returned as the head sank into
Arturo's hole and the puckered and purple edges once again stretched an
unbelievable length in all directions.  I watched as the edges of Arturo's
hole closed around his uncle's head as it slipped past.  Arturo's breathing
picked up dramatically as if he had just run a 40-yard dash in 10 seconds.
He was still moaning and the sound was thick and raspy as if the sound was
coming from somewhere deep within his body.  His tongue hung out like a dog
as he gasped for air.

Instead of pulling back this time, Maldito continued to lower his weight
and his cock, onto and into his nephew.  Although Arturo's legs were pinned
together by his uncle's, I saw his legs bend at the knee as inch after inch
of his uncle's cock sank deeper into his ass.  Arturo's body began to shake
and I watched his knuckles tighten their grip on the mattress.

"TioÉ TioÉ Tio!" Arturo mumbled louder with each inch.  His head and
neck began to arch back as if he were being shot with a Taser.  I saw him
briefly let go of the mattress, his fingers stretched wide and shaking,
before once again grabbing the edge of the bed.

"I love you Chico.  Never forget that," said Arturo's uncle as he continued
to gut his nephew with his cock.  Half of his cock was now in his nephew's
hole.  I noticed that I no longer needed to hold the monster cock to keep
it in its place.  I carefully pulled my hand away, but continued to lean
forward, literally feeling the energy that was emanating from the two.

"IÉ loveÉ youÉ tooÉ Tio," said Arturo, his eyes now rolling in
their sockets.

The massive cock appeared to be hitting some barrier inside of his nephew's
hole, and Maldito's began to shift his hips slightly side-to-side as if he
were trying to find a better angle for his cock to go deeper.  He did this
for a few seconds before smiling and exclaiming, "Ah, there you are," and
as I watched his cock once again began to sink deeper.

As he lowered his body further, Arturo's hamstrings once again convulsed
and his legs curled at the back of his knees to the point where his heels
were pressing tightly into the back of his uncle's thighs.  It looked like
he was once again trying to pull away from his uncle but it did no good.
He was pinned even more than before as his uncle's body was now pressed
down even more on his smooth backside.

Arturo continued to breath heavily, but this time he was exhaling quickly
with his lips curled into a tight circle.  I had seen this type of
breathing before but it was when I watched a video of a woman giving birth
and she was in the last stages of contractions.

"So close now Chico.  So very close.  You are doing very well.  I am so
proud of you."

Arturo arched his neck but looking straightforward he replied, "Thank you,
Tio.  I am trying so hard, Tio."  Each word came out of his mouth as if he
were struggling to say each word.

"Not much more. I promise.  But Chico, before I am completely inside you I
want you to do something that would make me feel so good.  Would you do one
thing for me?  If you do this one thing I think I will fall in love with
you like no other."

"Yes, anything," Arturo replied.  I looked at Arturo's face and I wondered
if he even knew what was going on.  His head still jerking, and his eyes
still rolling back in their sockets occasionally.  He looked as if he was
going slightly mad.

"When you were just a boy and you would nap naked by my side I would
pretend you were my son.  I have never told anyone that.  It has been a
secret I have always kept to myself and I thought I would die with that
secret.  Would you do me the courtesy of pretending that I was your father,
if just for one day?  Call me father and I promise I will never leave you
again."

I saw Arturo's eyes suddenly close and his head stop arching backward.  He
turned his head toward me and I saw his face melt.  Gone were the straining
muscles and gritting teeth.  In their place was a face filled with calm as
if he had just woken from the most fabulous dream.  With his head now
resting on its side he opened his eyes and although I don't think he was
looking at me purposely, his eyes were still locked onto mine.

His words came out in a whisper, but they were clear and loud enough for
both of us to hear.

"Take me, father.  That is all I've ever wanted."

Maldito pushed forward and the remaining 5 inches sank in.  I sat back
momentarily in total bewilderment that his cock had actually gone all the
way in this little Latino ass that was right in front of me.

Arturo's body first went rigid again, then collapsed as if he had just been
given a dose of shock treatment.  Then slowly his body began to shake; not
a lot but enough to look as if he were freezing cold and he just couldn't
get warm.

And then Maldito started to fuck him.

After such a careful entrance - or as careful as one could be with such a
freakishly huge monster cock Ð I had expected Maldito to start and fuck
slowly, but he did not. He pulled half of his cock out in about two seconds
and then just as fast he shoved it back in.  Arturo's body once again
stiffened, his punishing groans returned, and his tongue once again fell
out of his mouth as if he couldn't control it.

Again Maldito pulled back halfway and plunged back in, this time just a
little faster.  Arturo looked to be on the brink of passing out, his eyes
beginning to flutter.

Again and again Maldito pulled about halfway out and plunged back in,
getting faster and faster with each stroke, until he was fucking Arturo at
the pace of about two thrusts per second.  Arturo's moans had turned into
garbled grunts and occasional bursts of whining like a puppy.  But he did
not ask for the abuse to stop.  Instead he appeared to be barely balancing
what sanity he had left, with what was left of his rational mind.  He would
occasionally look directly ahead at the mirror in front of him, and as if
noticing what was happening to him he would look directly into his own eyes
and try to make some sense out of what was he saw.

As Maldito continued to fuck his nephew he continued talking to him.

"Ah, Mijo, I so love you.  You feel so good.  Do you like your Papi inside
you like this?"

"Si, Papi," Arturo grunted in reply.

As I watched Arturo getting fucked I saw his eyes once again momentarily
become focused.  He was looking into the mirror and I now saw that he had
locked eyes with Maldito, whose ass was lifting up and down and plunging
his massive cock into his hole.

"I want more, Papi." Arturo said as he locked eyes with his uncle.  As he
did I saw him push upwards with his ass as his uncle pushed down, as if he
did not have enough cock in him already.  His uncle responded by pulling
even farther back with his cock with each withdrawal and slamming to his
balls as he came back down.

I saw a slight moment of hesitation as Arturo momentarily tried to pull
away from his uncle, but he quickly regained himself and pressing lips
together he one again pushed up and back against his uncle.

"You do love me, don't your Chico."

"Si, Papi, more than anything.  I know you want more so please, Papi, give
it to me."

Maldito did not need to be asked twice and in one move he pulled his cock
all the way out of Arturo's ass.  For just a brief second, as I heard
Arturo yell once again, I looked and was able to see the hole that had once
belonged to Arturo, but now clearly belonged to his uncle.  The lips of his
ass were still purple, but more so.  Even a few feet away I could see that
as his uncle pulled his massive cock out, that what looked to be part of
Arturo's insides momentarily came out with the cock.  His hole
instinctively tried to close and I could still see the dark redness of
Arturo's insides for just a second.  Suddenly Maldito plunged his cock back
into his nephew's ass and did not stop until it was buried as far as it
would go.

Arturo's head jutted back in an arch so angled that I thought for certain
his neck would snap.  He looked like he was screaming but no sound escaped
his mouth.  Without waiting Maldito once again begin to pull his cock
quickly out of Arturo's ass until once again I saw the head pop out, the
redness of Arturo's insides at the very edge of the hole, and again the
cock slammed forward until there was no further for the cock to go.

Maldito's strength was amazing as I realized that with each pull backward
and thrust forward he was lifting practically his entire body weight.  I
had wondered how much Maldito weighed when I first saw him enter the room,
but now as I saw him up close, and I saw the muscles of his back and
abdominals kicking in, I realized that he surely weighed over 350 pounds.
As he came down he literally was crushing his nephews body into the
mattress.

When if first saw the redness of Arturo's insides I wondered if he was
bleeding, but as I continued to watch his uncle pull all the way out and
pushing all the way back in, I could see that miraculously he was not
bleeding at all, and that the redness was most likely his guts showing
through the gaping hole his uncle was making of his now very abused
asshole.  It still tried to close each time his uncle pulled out, but not
by much and I briefly thought that I could easily fit my entire fist in
Arturo's hole.  I kept those thoughts to myself though as not to give
Maldito any ideas.

I saw the sweat was starting to break out over Maldito's body and that
drips had begun to fall on his nephew below him.  His breathing had started
to pick up either from the excitement of the fucking he was doing to his
own nephew, or from the enormous amount of energy it must be taking to fuck
so rough.  I gathered it was a little of both.

As I watched him fuck Arturo, and I saw that Arturo was once again
apparently transfixed on the image of himself in the mirror I began to
wonder, "What if that was me?  Could I take that?"  And as I watched as
Arturo's body clearly had switched gears and was now pushing back against
each of his uncle's thrusts I saw that his brain was most likely exploding
in ways that maybe, just maybe, I had gotten a taste of a week earlier.  I
started to pretend that it was I on the bed and that it was Arturo watching
me getting fucked, and without even being aware of it I started to stroke
my cock.  Maldito, however, did notice.

"No One, are you enjoying this as well?" he asked, verbally shaking me out
of my fantasy.

"YeahÉ" I wanted to say more, but nothing came out.

"Maybe one day, No One, but today is for my new son.  But when you are
ready to cum you let me know and I will tell you what to do.  Do you
understand?"  He said all of these things as sweat was running down his
face and as he continued to fuck Arturo.

"I understand."

"Good," he relied.

For the next 5 minutes I watched an assault on of a man that was not even
close to any of the porn that I watched in the early morning hours when my
parents were asleep.  Not even the fisting videos compared.  I was watching
something so brutal, but at the same time so unbelievable unique, that I
could not look away.  If anyone walked in they may have turned away in
horror to see someone being as brutal as I saw Maldito with Arturo.
However, Arturo never once let go of the side of the bed or pull away.  I
was seeing a man break another man in a way that only a man couldÉ and I
thought it was beautiful.

My mind and body was racing, and I was sweating myself, when all of a
sudden I knew that I would start to cum within seconds. Not forgetting what
I had been told I called out to Maldito in a voice louder than I had
expected.  "I'm going to cum soon!"

Maldito suddenly pushed himself off his elbows and sat up on his knees, his
cock flopping out of his nephew.  He reached over to where I sat and with
both hands he grabbed me under my shoulders and lifted me up as if I was a
doll.  He pulled me over to where he was sitting and pulled my back against
his chest, and wrapped one of his arms around my chest so that I was now in
front of him and on my knees as well.  For a brief moment I panicked,
thinking that he was going to push me over on my hands and knees and begin
to fuck me, but instead he moved back several feet on the bed, taking me
with him.  I was now looking down at Arturo from the same angle Maldito had
been fucking him.

Not sure what was happening, Arturo had began to get up on his elbows.
Seeing what he was doing Maldito quickly told him, "Stay down, Miho.  Get
back down and do not move."  Arturo did what he was told and was once again
lying flat and grabbing the edges of the mattress.  In the shock and
confusion of being pulled onto the bed my need to cum subsided slightly,
but my cock was still very close to the edge.

"Fuck him No One, and cum in his ass.  Do it now."  He said it in a tone
that was not harsh, but very clear that I was not to hesitate.  He let his
arm drop from my chest, which caused me to fall forward and onto my hands.
I found my cock was now only inches from Arturo's hole, which was truly now
a hole that was as open as a Red Bull can.

I looked up at the mirror and saw that Arturo was looking at me.  As I was
looking at him he pushed his ass back and before I react he has pushed his
ass all the way back and my cock quickly was buried to my balls.

"Do what he says.  Fuck me," Arturo said.

With another quick glance in each other's eyes in the mirror I didn't waste
any time and I soon found myself starting to pound away at his hole, which
was so loose, but at the same time so warm and moist.  I had been close to
cumming but I did my best to fuck his ass for a good minute.  I knew that
all I had to do was let down my guard and I would cum, but it just felt so
damn good that I didn't want it to stop.  I had never felt anything like
it.  It was so sloppy, but it made it just that more exciting to know that
my cock was in an ass that had just been wrecked by one of the biggest
cocks I knew I would ever see in my life.

I was so overwhelmed at how my cock felt that I didn't even realize that
Maldito had picked up his cock and was now resting it on my ass and back,
just as he had done to Arturo earlier.  For just a split second I hoped he
would take me; that he would throw me down and do what he did to Arturo.

As if he could read my mind I felt Maldito lean forward from behind me and
whisper in my ear, "I must admit, No One, that there is something special
about you that intrigues me, but I dare not, at least today. Maybe just a
small gift so you do not forget me."  I then felt him move back so I could
continue to fuck his nephew, but I felt like the most special person on the
earth as I felt Maldito's huge hands start to caress my ass, and lightly
press one of his greased up fingers against the edge of my asshole and
slowly push it in.

That was all I needed.  I started to explode inside of Arturo's ass as he
continued to push back against my cock as if he was trying to suck my cum
out with his hole.  I wasn't nearly as composed as I had hoped and I let
out several yells of pleasure as the cum continued to shoot out of my cock
and into Arturo's now ruined hole.  My body continued to jerk a few times
before my orgasm subsided and I found myself starting to collapse on top of
Arturo; I felt Maldito's finger slip from my ass.

Before I could collapse completely, Maldito once again was grabbing my hips
and carefully this time lifted my body and rolled me next to Arturo, where
I collapsed on my side facing the two of them.

"That was good, No One.  Now, you will stay still as I finish."  He looked
me in the eyes as he said those words, and although it was very quick I saw
one of his eyes wink at me, as if we now we had a secret that was to be
kept between just the two of us.

Maldito once again moved back up on the bed and got himself in the position
where his cock was pointed and pressed against Arturo's ass.

"Are you ready, Miho for me to give you the best gift you will ever have?"

"Si, Papi, I am ready.  Can I get up on my hands and knees so I can push
back against you?"

"It is harder to take that way, Miho, but if you want me to fuck you that
way, I will oblige."

Maldito pushed himself back up until he was sitting on his knees.  When he
did Arturo slowly pushed back and I watched as he winced, feeling his
muscles and bones once again given the chance to move freely.

When he pushed back onto his hands and knees I saw a smile cross Maldito's
face.  It took me a second to realize what made him so amused.  I looked at
Arturo, now waiting for his ass to be used once again.  And I looked at
Maldito and due to how big he was his cock was a good foot above where
Arturo's hole was now waiting.  Even with Arturo pulling his knees fully
together to give his ass as much height, he still was not high enough to
reach his uncle's cock.  Arturo did not seem to have noticed, as he
appeared to be waiting for the next onslaught of unbelievable fucking.

"Look up, Miho.  You see why I fuck the way I do?  Although you are a grown
man now you still have quite a ways to grow before you are as big as your
Papi."

Arturo looked up and saw what his uncle was talking about and began to let
himself go flat once again on the bed.

"No, no.  Stop, Miho.  I will give you what you want.  I will show you
another way, but stay where you are.  I hope you have strong arms and
shoulders, Miho."

Arturo pushed back up and as soon as he did Maldito reached down and this
time grabbed Arturo's hips in both of his hands and pulled him off the bed
and back against his stomach, but unlike me he lifted Arturo clean off the
bed where his knees no longer rested on the bed.  Maldito kept one hand
wrapped firmly around Arturo's waist, and with the other he reached down
and pulled Arturo's upper body off the bed and up against his body.

"Reach up with your Arms, Miho, and wrap your hands around my neck.  Hold
on tight."

Arturo did what he was told and I saw the muscles of his arms kick in as he
clasped his hands around his uncle neck, still with his back against his
uncle.

"Now hold on."

With uncanny strength Maldito moved to the edge of the bed and then stood
up.  He kept his hands wrapped around Arturo's body so that he would not
fall.

They were now standing next to the chair I had been sitting in.

"Now, carefully place your feet on the chair."

Arturo did what he was told.

"Now let go and grab the back of the chair.  Keep your knees bent.  Don't
worry, I won't let go of you and you won't tip over."

Arturo then grabbed the back of the chair and a soon as he did Maldito
relaxed his grip around his chest.

"Now grab my cock, Miho, and guide it into you."

Arturo reached back with one hand and did not have to feel in the air for
long before he found his uncle's cock.  I saw that Arturo was once again
looking in one of the mirrors as he pushed himself back against his uncle.

It took a few second but Arturo let out a little yell when Maldito's cock
head once again slipped in his hole.  He quickly got over the initial pain
of his uncle's cock once again being inside him, and slowly he bent at the
knees and I saw Maldito's cock disappear into Arturo's now insatiable
hungry ass.

"Make your Papi proud, Miho.  Show me how much you want it."

Arturo didn't waste any time before he was pushing up and down with his
legs and over and over again began impaling his ass on the monster cock.

"Oh God, Papi, this feels so good!" yelled Arturo.

"I'm glad you like it, Miho, now hold the chair tightly.  No OneÉ " he
said, looking over to me, "Écome over here and brace the chair so that
it does not tip over."

I quickly got up from the bed and went behind the chair so I was looking
directly at Arturo in front of me who was still squatting and ridding on
his uncle's cock while standing on the chair."

"Hang on, Miho" Maldito exclaimed, when all of a sudden he reached down
with both of his huge paws and grabbed Arturo under the inside of each of
his legs and lifted him off the chair completely so that Arturo was now
suspended, his hands holding the back of the chair and his uncle's cock
still buried to the hilt in his ass.

"Now carefully put your hands on the seat of the chair, Miho."

I had to hold the chair in place as Arturo moved his hands down to the seat
of the chair and kept them locked in place.  He was now holding his upper
body while his uncle had his ass impaled on his cock.

"Now hold on, Miho.  I'm going to fuck you `til I come."

With that, and still holding his nephew's hips easily in his hands, he
began to push and pull Arturo's hole back and forth on his cock.  Arturo
started to grunt uncontrollably with each thrust, trying to hold onto the
chair.  I saw a look of determination come over Maldito's face as he pulled
Arturo back and forth on his cock as if he as using his nephew's body as
his own personal jackoff toy.

He continued to fuck him for a few more minutes, and I could tell that
between getting a horse size cock jammed in and out of his ass and having
to hold up his body with his arms, that Arturo was getting close to
complete exhaustion.

All of a sudden Maldito was not only pulling Arturo's body back and forth
but he also was forcing his cock up and in his nephew's hole, each time
sending Arturo's ass bouncing into the air.  I watched as Arturo struggled
to hang onto the chair.

"I'm cumming, Miho.  Your Papa is fucking cumming in you, Miho!"  He was
almost yelling out the words and I expected someone to come into the room
to see what the commotion was about, but no one came.

Maldito's thrusts were violent and finally Arturo's arms finally gave out
and he fell forward.  He should have fallen to the ground but he didn't as
his uncle kept him impaled against him so hard that I thought Arturo's hips
would surely break.  Arturo looked like one of those cheap, plastic blow up
dolls at this point, as Maldito clearly had no problem holding up his limp
body as he continued his final spasms and shot his cum deep into his nephew
guts.

"Oh, fuck.  Miho, that was good.  I love you so fucking much, Miho."
Maldito was beginning to relax his grip and as he did so I saw his cock
pulling slowly out of Arturo's ass until the monster completely popped out
and Arturo slumped to the floor.

I was still standing behind the chair and I watched as Maldito straightened
his back and brought his hands to his head and ran his fingers through his
hair.  I was almost in a trance as I saw his body now drenched in sweat.
Even though I had cum a few minutes earlier I couldn't help but admire a
man that even the most straight men in the world would no doubt admire.

I looked down at Arturo who had brought his knees into his chest and
remained curled up on the floor, not moving.  I cold no longer see his ass
but I knew that it had been punished more than most men would ever
experience.  I envied him a little but I also could see the look on his
face that he clearly had been through something extremely traumatic as he
continued to clasp his arms around his knees.

Maldito came to his senses much quicker than Arturo and I.  He reached down
and stripped the bed of its sheet.  He then took it and quickly dried
himself and wiped the lube off his cock and fingers.

He sat back down on the bed and without looking at me demanded, "Bring me
my clothes, No One."

I did as he asked and carefully laid his clothes on the bed next to him and
put his shoes and socks at his feet.  I watched as he took his time getting
dressed, careful to tuck in his shirt and put on his tie so that if anyone
saw him they would not believe that he had just fucked the shit out of his
nephew.

He got up and walked to one of the mirrors to inspect himself, and then
turned around and walked back to where I stood, still naked.

"Now it's very important that you do as you are told, No One.  You have
pleased me more than I would have thought and for that you should be very
happy.  But we are not done yet, and in fact the next few steps will be
most important.  I am going to leave this room and take care this mess that
my nephew has created.  While I do, I want you to get dressed, and then get
my nephew dressed.  You will have no more than 5 minutes.  Do you
understand?"

"Yes, sir," I replied.

"Good.  5 minutes, No One.  No more."

"We'll be ready, sir."

He walked to the door and began to open it when he stopped and turned
around.

"One more thing.  I want you to call me Tio from now on.  Tio means uncle
if you did not know.  This way I now have a new son and a new nephew to
take his place.  This is a very special day for me, indeed.  Is that okay
with you?"

I hesitated for just a second before responding, "YesÉTio."

"I think we are going to get along just fine, No One."  He then turned
around, walked out the door, and closed the door behind him.

 I stood there for few seconds and tried to get my mind around what had
just happened.  Although it had taken over a 30 minutes it seemed like it
had gone by in just seconds.  I could still remember standing there as
Maldito walked in the room, and now he was already gone.

I suddenly remembered what he had asked me to do and I quickly put on my
own clothes.  I then went over to where Arturo had not moved or said a
word.  I was worried that he has passed out but when I reached down to
shake him he opened his eyes and looked at me."

"That was my father, and he forgives me."  He said it in a way where I knew
without a doubt that not only was he still as high as a kite, but
thankfully he was not in a coma either.  I was relieved.

"Come on, get up.  You need to get dressed.  MalditoÉyour dadÉ needs
us to get dressed.  I think he wants us to leave with him."

Arturo first rolled to his knees and then with my help I grabbed him
underneath his armpits and pulled him to his feet.  He was in no way heavy
but it reminded me how easily Maldito had held him in the air with apparent
ease.

"Here, get your pants on.  Here's your shirt."

I went around and grabbed his remaining clothes and watched as he slowly
put them on.  I had to help him with his shoes.  He moved slowly, but he
didn't appear to have any permanent damage.  He didn't say a word though as
I helped him get dressed.  I didn't have a watch but I knew that our 5
minutes was going to run out any second.

I had just finished lacing up his shoes when over the vibrating of the
music in the other room I heard a Champaign cork pop off.  I didn't think
anything of it other than maybe they were having some type of celebration.
Then I heard another popÉ and anotherÉ and anotherÉ and people
began screaming.

I tugged on Arturo and got him to his feet, not knowing what to do, but
being prepared for anything.  I was getting ready to grab him and see if I
could push him under the bed to hide, when the door opened and one of the
two goons calmly walked in the room.  I stood there and waited to die.

"Come with me," he said.  Looking at Arturo and seeing that he was not in a
solid state of mind he added, "Bring him with you and make sure you do not
let him go.  Walk quickly.  Let's go."  He then walked out the door,
leaving the door open behind him.

I walked slowly, wrapping my arm around Arturo's waist, and headed to the
door and walked out into the hall.  I didn't even have to exit the door
before I saw the first body.  It was a women and she was sprawled face
down.  There was a pool of blood spreading out on the side of her face that
I could not see.  I stopped momentarily before looking up and seeing the
same goo motion with his hand, waving me to keep up.

I don't know how I did it but somehow I did not collapse, although I could
no longer feel my legs.  I stepped forward, and over the woman, keeping
hold of Arturo as I did.  His head was down and although his legs were
moving I doubt if he even knew what was going on.

As I walked down the hall, the doors to the once closed rooms were now open
and I made the mistake of looking in one of them and saw two naked bodies
covered in blood lying on the bed.  I thought the man may have been Jake
but I turned away quickly, afraid that I might vomit.  My mind began
shutting down in a defensive manner that I have never experienced before,
but in a way that kept my focus on survival, and nothing more.

Although I saw several more bodies in the hallway I did not stop and I did
not let go of Arturo, holding him even tighter as if it was he who was
holding me up instead of the other way around.  As I entered the living
room I did not stop as I saw several bodies on the couch and several that
looked as if they had tried to get out the front door before being shot.
One of the men lying on the floor was Martin.  I saw his dead eyes staring
at the ceiling and I quickly turned away.  As I stumbled to the door I was
thinking that this hideaway apartment Ð a place that was a secret and
designed to keep the world out Ð had turned out to be the same place
that in the end turned into these people's tomb.

I eventually got to the door, practically dragging Arturo as he kept
stepping on the bodies and tripping over them.

"Come on Arturo, we need to go.  Please, Arturo, watch your step," I
begged.  I said these things as if I was instructing a child that it was
time to leave the ice cream store and to watch out for any spilled ice
cream as we did.

I finally got the both of us out the door and the fresh night air was
intoxicating.  I had also smelled things as I walked through the apartment
but my brain did not process what they were until I once again had fresh
air coursing through my lungs.  I would never forget that smell of death
for as long as I lived.

I walked up the one level of stairs, dragging Arturo behind me and
wondering why the goon ahead of me wasn't helping me.  I looked up, getting
ready to ask for help, and noticed that he was not focusing on us at all,
but instead had his gun drawn and was calmly and carefully watching the
surroundings with the calm intensity of a hawk looking for the wayward
rabbit that would soon be his next meal.  I changed my mind about asking
him for help and instead just continued to drag Arturo up the stairs.

When we got to the top of the stairs the largest four-door sedan I had ever
seen pulled up as if the three of us had just robbed a bank and were
waiting for the getaway car.  Both of the side doors opened at once and I
heard a voice instruct, "Put him in the back seat."  The goon had already
hopped in the front seat as I pulled Arturo over and practically tossed him
into the open back seat door.  I was ready to push him over when I saw a
pair of large arms suddenly grab him from inside and pull him in.  Not
hesitating I hopped in the car and shut the door as the car was already
pulling away.

I was out of breath from getting Arturo out of the apartment.  I was
looking around the interior of the car but the windows were tinted and it
took me a second to adjust to what little light there was.  I noticed that
there was a window that stretched the width of the car, separating the
front seats from the rear.  I looked over and sitting next to me was
Maldito, the man whose arms I had just seen.  He was sitting up and had
pulled Arturo close to him, with his arm around his shoulders holding him
to his chest.  I found myself leaning against the door as I looked over at
the huge man who was now sitting next to me.  I did not know what to say,
so I said nothing.

"You did good, No One.  Thank you," he said calmly.

My mind was still in shock and trying to block out the images that I just
had seen, however it was failing as flashes of the people dead still ran
through my mind.  I tried to focus on what Maldito was saying but I heard
the words as if they were coming from of a broken speaker system in another
room.

"Is Arturo okay? " I asked quietly, noticing that Arturo had passed out
completely.  I wasn't sure if he was dead or alive.

Maldito looked down at the head of his nephew as it rested on his chest.
He reached up and with one hand stroked his shaved head.

"Arturo is fine.  What we did may have been too much for him, but I think
it's the drugs that have done him more harm. He will need to control his
urges and I will discuss the problem with him when he awakens.  But, how
are you, No One?  What is going through your mind, may I ask?"

He looked at me and I could see he was looking for some sign, some hint of
what was truly going through my mind.  There was a deep seriousness in his
eyes that chilled the air between us.  I felt as if he was looking to see
if I could handle what I had just seen or whether I could not.  I did not
want to know what he would do if he felt that I could not hold on to what
little sanity I still had left.

"I'm glad I'm out of there, and I have you to thank you it."  I hesitated a
few seconds as he continued to stare at me, looking for a glimpse of what
truth I had behind my eyes that would give him what he needed to make any
decision about my fate.

I continued.

"You saved me.  I didn't want to be there anymoreÉ thank you."  And I
meant every word.  I didn't care if he believed me or not.  I didn't have
anything left; I was emotionally raw and I couldn't have made something up
if I tried.  The only thing I could tell him was the truth and what would
happen after that would justÉ happen.

He stared at me for what felt like minutes, but was no more than seconds.
He then held out his upturned hand in a gesture that even in my current
mental state told me he meant for me to take it, and I did.  He easily
covered my entire hand in his own as he closed his grip.

"Come closer," he said.  I did as he asked and moved closer to him in the
back seat.  He released my hand but grabbed the upper part of my arm
gently, making sure that he did not disturb Arturo.  "Come closer so I can
see your face.  Do not be afraid of me, No One, I will not harm you.  I did
not expect that there would be a new Chico riding in this car today, but I
find that I am glad there is."

Even sitting in the back of the car he reminded me of a giant in a clown
car.  I leaned toward him, no longer afraid, as I did believe him when he
said I nothing to fear.  I got up on one knee so that I was only a foot
from his face.  He let go of my arm and moved it to the back of my neck,
once again grasping me securely, but with a tenderness that one would not
expect to see from such a man.

Suddenly he leaned forward, and pulling my face to his he closed his eyes
and brought his lips to mine, kissing me gently and holding them against
his for a few, silent seconds.  He pulled back, his lips falling away from
mine. I watched as his eyes slowly opened and he said in a whisper that I
don't think even Arturo could have heard if he were awake.

"Welcome to the family, No One."


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