Date: Thu, 21 Jul 2016 10:01:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Butt Fucked

Butt Fucked 1 of 1

Consensual Incest - Adult/Youth
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This story is fiction; a fantasy inspired by a muse on the beach.

The incident I am about to describe happened when I had just turned 13. At
the time I was not sure how to deal with it, but now I see it as a learning
experience: I learned something about myself.

At 13 I thought I was a big shit.  Tall, dark and handsome, and athletic, I
was one of those kids everyone wanted to be friends with, and all the girls
liked me. By like I mean they wanted to be my girlfriend, that kind of
like. My mom hated how the girls pursued me, primarily because she thought
that I was too young to date, let alone have a girlfriend, plus the phone
would not stop ringing.  Girls were constantly calling for no reason
whatsoever, and usually the calls only lasted a few minutes, as I was
always the first one to hang up.  My dad's thinking on this was that it was
good for the boy; meaning me.

That Summer my uncle came to live near us. The Navy had just transferred
him to the Naval Air Station at Imperial Beach, and that was the town in
California where we lived. We had a house on Seacoast just off of Imperial
Beach Blvd. Since my uncle was a bachelor, he came to stay with us on
weekends and we would spend a lot of time together at the beach. I loved
spending time with my uncle and I developed a crutch on him.  At that time,
I did not see myself as gay, I just knew I really like my uncle and would
do anything to spend time with him, and in fact would do anything for him.

One Saturday night for the Navy's 200-year celebration we had a huge party
on the beach. I stayed by my uncle all night, and as the night wore on and
he drank more and more he started touching me. It was all very secretive,
and I did nothing to stop him.  At one point he was standing behind me and
he pulled me by my tee shirt backwards into the darkness beyond the light
of the bonfire, and I did not resist. Once we were alone he took my hand
and I let him lead me farther and farther away from the crowd.  Neither one
of us talked. Even when we stopped walking, and he pulled me into his arms
not a word was said.

I had never kissed a girl, and my uncle's kissing was not what I was
expecting. For one thing, he used his tongue to lick the entire inside of
my mouth, and then he sucked my tongue into his mouth. He kissed my neck,
shoulders, the back of my neck. He licked my ear and blew air into it. And
his hands; they were everywhere. I felt them on my ass, my cock that
started to harden, he lifted my tee shirt and kissed and licked my
nipples. When he pulled down my swimsuit, fondled my dick, and sucked and
bit on my nipples I stood on tippy toes and moaned. He was all over me,
moving quickly from doing one thing to doing another. The sensations were
wonderful.

He took off his swimsuit and now both of us were only in our tee shirts. He
laid me on my back on the sand, moved his face down between my legs and
licked my cock, groin, balls, even my asshole. He spits on his hand and
spread the spit on his cock head, got up between my legs and said, don't
make a sound. I yell so loud when he entered me.  He put his hand over my
mouth and warned me again that someone would hear, but I could not help it,
it hurt so much. I remember telling him "it hurts" over and over, but he
would not stop, He kept pushing more and more of his cock up my ass. He
kept saying, "Joshie", "Joshie", you're a wonderful little boy. He also
told me it's in, it's in, but I reached down with my hand to feel for
blood, I honestly thought I was bleeding, and in reaching down I realized
he only had less than half of a really thick cock up my ass and he was
pushing more into me little by little. I kept telling him to pull out, but
with a hand over my mouth I don't think he knew what I was saying. Not that
it mattered. His mouth was right against my ear and he was telling me to
just let myself get fucked.  As if I had a choice.

He came. I know because he said, I'm coming, and then froze. I could feel
his cock throbbing in my ass, and my ass throbbing around his cock.  But he
didn't pull out. He had finished, but he hadn't. He said, just let me catch
my breath. I heard someone whimpering and it was me. He said the worst is
over and he also said I would learn to love it. He told me that I was so
tight but we were going to be doing this a lot and I would not be tight for
long. He said uncle was going to open me up really good, and that I was
going to live on dick, and that I would learn to love getting fucked. And
then he started to pump again. Of course now I know when you come your dick
gets soft, but back then all of this ass fucking business was new to me and
I did not get that he had never gotten limp. His dick just stayed hard and
he started drilling me again. He said time for another drilling and then he
started kissing me again, using his tongue to open my mouth.

If the first time was rough, the second ass fucking was brutal. He pushed
the entire shaft into me so that his balls were against my ass. He put both
hands, interlocking his fingers, on top of my head and began pounding into
me like crazy. This was not a pick up speed as you go type of fuck, he
started at top speed and stayed that way for about 20 minutes. The second
fuck lasted a lot longer, and I cried out for him to stop the entire time
he rammed his fat erection into me. When he came the second time and
finally pulled out it felt like a baseball bat was being taken out of my
ass. I would feel his sperm running down the inside of my leg, and I could
not feel my ass closing up. I could not stand. My legs felt weak like those
of a new born colt, and when I told him I could not get up he said that was
OK since we were not done yet.

I got fucked every day, sometimes several times a day, and a couple of
times all-day that Summer. I took a lot of dick up the ass, and he was
right, after the first few times, it did not hurt at all. Well there was
pain, but it was a kind of pain I looked forward to. When school started
back up in the fall I could not wait for the weekends when I could see my
uncle. He rented an apartment and I would spend the night there. Sometimes
he would grab me and fuck me. Done. At other times he would make love to
me. We would a few hours in bed doing everything he could come up with, and
he was very creative.

 And here is what I learned about myself. I can tolerate a lot, and because
I know I can I have accomplished a lot in my life. Plus, I like getting
fucked. I enjoy make love with a man, but I loved getting fucked.  So much
so that I have many times paid men to fuck me, and I am constantly on the
prowl for free dick.